#I had one of these but a different style from my grandpa or someone

[shiftythrifting]

Submission from Ross

[reclinepilled]

coffee beans

cw: nothing other than language and cheesiness 😭 no fem/masc reader, completely up to you.

desc: barista!ellie hates her job until a cute customer catches her eye and jesse helps her out

a/n: this is my first post, i didn’t lnow wjat to write so i kinda just blurted something out so sorry if this is bad😓 this is extremely cheesy as well, but i like that stuff! i love feedback (not rude) as well <3 also none of the dividers i use are mine, except for the solid colored ones. ill have to find the creator of the really cute ones.. other than that enjoy! <3333 reblogs are welcomed

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PLEASE READ HERE TO HELP PALESTINE.

working in a busy coffee shop, full of bright colors, with people all around, posing for their hopefully viral posts, wasn’t exactly ellie’s “dream job”. the hordes of people that came in during the winter should be illegal. she’d rather be helping people find vinyl’s they’d been searching the markets for, or maybe starting a band straight out of joel’s garage with her close group of friends.

though, she became accustomed to being here. whatever helped her with the stressful expenses she has to pay as a college student.

she rang up the same order that had gained popularity on some app, which felt like the millionth time today. she lets out a sigh, not even looking up, “your total will be 17.20, cash or card?”

“card, please,” your eager voice responds to an unamused barista. that’s when ellie actually looks up. she scans your features, adorned in a little snow, immediately taken aback. her saying you were gorgeous would be an understatement.

she took in your radiant skin, under the annoying glow of the menus above the prep area behind her. and your eyes. they were so captivating and comforting. the way they were all doe made her heart flutter a little, she swears.

you were a lot different than the other girls that came into the shop, all carbon copies of each other. it made her question reality honestly. however, you were different in every aspect. from your style to your energy, she just had to have you.

“o-of course, just tap it here,” ellie clears her throat and spins the payment machine around, looking up at you. you follow her instructions as you notice her hands. they we’re slender and looked fairly cold but so soft, you thought. her short, messy hair was charming. her style that made her look like someone’s grandpa was also very attractive, for some odd reason you felt like a creep being attracted to a worker, who looks like she very much hates her job as is.

“thank you. your order will be done shortly, pretty,” ellie says flashing you a smile. you blink a couple of times, malfunctioning from a compliment you hear quite often. you smile and nod, feeling your face heat up.

as ellie watches you walk off, she jogs to the kitchen in the back. “jesse?” ellie looks around looking for him. “i’m over here ellie, what’s up?” he looks up at her from a drink he was crafting. “can i take out this order please?” ellie shows him the freshly printed receipt. “less work for me? sure,” he says as he continues to to make one of the orders. “yesss,” ellie grabs your order off of the counter next to jesse and heads out of the kitchen.

now taking a seat at booth far off in the corner, you take off your tote bag and rip off your scarf. you look out of the window next to the comfy booth, in awe of the snow falling so gracefully. your attention was stolen by the outside environment, until you felt the presence of someone walking over. you quickly snap your head to the culprit. that culprit being the barista holding your order.

“it’s finished already?” you say, surprised. “well, you could say that..” ellie hands your order over, that had actually been for someone else who ordered before you. she was just really eager to just talk to you. your eyes lit up excitedly, she found that really cute. you take a sip happily.

“your shirt,” you say looking at her torso, “i love that band so much, even though they are newer. their music is very different,” you say, now looking back up at her. “yea, i totally agree,” ellie awkwardly leans on the booth seat opposite to you. truth is, ellie had no idea who this band was. it was just a random shirt she picked up from walmart, honestly.

“um anyways, i like your outfit. not everyday i see someone as stylish as you,” she motions to your cute leg warmers. “really? thank you,” you sort of giggle as you say that. ellie found that cute too, she was so far in.

what ellie thought was going smoothly and definitely not awkward, was interrupted by her coworker.

“ellie, wrap it up. i can’t be working in the back and working the register,” a man with a wolfy haircut says as he grabs ellie’s shoulder.

“jesse, fuck off. i am clearly preoccupied,” ellie’s demeanor quickly changes as she rolls her eyes, turning to him. jesse grabs his heart, looking offended. he was obviously being sarcastic. “i just blessed you and you’re cursing me out?”

“yo- you didn’t bless me.. i’m helping you”

“want me to help you and speed this up?” jesse pulls out a notepad from his tool pouch, hastily writing something down. you hold back from letting out a boisterous laugh from their interaction.

“jesse, the hell are you writing,” she says through gritted teeth, clearly embarrassed. ellie tries to read what he’s written, but jesse is already ripping it out handing you the paper. “jesse, just stop, she’s already paid!” ellie’s eyes widen with anger from annoyance.

“yea i’ve-“ jesse cuts you off, “don’t worry, just read it,” he flashes you a quick smile as he walks back to the counter.

you read the paper as you slowly smile, then you look up at ellie. you hand her the paper. ellies face immediately turns all fifty shades of red. “god, i hate him sometimes. he’s so.. childish,” ellie says as she balls the paper up, looking away to hide her embarrassment.

“don’t worry, i find you cute too,” you say smiling, looking into her beautiful, jade eyes. ellie laughs awkwardly, inhaling while fixing her posture. she takes a seat opposite of you, “so would you like to go somewhere later, like.. i-i don’t know,” she trails off. “just give me your number and we could talk about it later,” you say while looking at her nervous composure.

“cool,” she looks at you as well, finally relaxing for once. she writes down her number on a napkin that was left on the table and hands it to you. “i’ll see you soon then?” you say, watching her stand from the booth.

“definitely,” flashing you a smirk as she jogs back over to the register.

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[runningincircl3s]

Nothing Ever After

Chapter 5

chapter warnings: alcohol, guys being dudes

this was one of my favourite chapters to write :) also we finally get around to mr chenzo mauro coming into the story…

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The hotel room smelled strongly of perfume as you were getting ready for your first night out in years, leaning in towards the lit up bathroom mirror as you touched up your lip gloss, catching Noah watching you from his bed, before he asked you to change the song that had come on next on your phone, which happened to be ain’t it fun by Paramore.

You were surprised that last night didn’t cause an awkward atmosphere between the two of you, not that it should have, so you didn’t dare bring up the pet name drop. Noah spent the day with Matt and Nicholas moving their equipment into the venue for tomorrow night, joined by some of the Motionless guys whilst you explored the city with Bryan, Nick and Jolly. 

“I can’t believe you’re not coming too.” You pouted, catching Noah’s eye in the mirror. You had gotten into an argument earlier this evening about going out, Noah had told you that you were here on this tour to work, but you countered that by saying you’re not exactly working until tomorrow, and he seemed to have nothing to say to that.

“My partying days are long gone, I can just about tolerate album releases or birthdays now.” 

“Okay, grandpa!” You teased, making him raise his eyebrows.

“Hey, I'm only 2 years older than you! Just find out how old Ryan and Vin are before you call me grandpa, sweetheart.” He placed a hand on his hip, making you chuckle. 

“Maybe I will.” You smirked, checking the time on your phone before turning the bathroom light off and sitting at the end of Noah’s bed. 

“You look nice.” Noah said, dropping the sassy act as he sat up, making your cheeks flush red. But you brushed it off.

“Thank you.” You smiled, trying not to show just how flustered that comment made you. “Folio said we’re getting an uber there at 10 so I better go and meet him.” 

Noah nodded his head. 

“Stay safe, okay? I know you’ll be with the guys and I trust them, but be careful, watch your drink.”

“I appreciate your concern but I’m an adult, Noah. I can look after myself. I’ll see you when I get back.” You said with a smile and a little wave as you left the hotel room and headed down to meet up with Bryan and Nick. 

“Wow!” Nick’s eyes widened, sitting up in the arm chair he had sunk into, “you look… amazing!” 

“Thanks Folio.” You smiled, doing a twirl, showing off the outfit you rushed to buy whilst you were in the city this afternoon. 

“Please! I’d usually have my friends to help me pick an outfit but they’re in a completely different time zone right now and I need someone to tell me if it sucks!” You pleaded with Nick, Bryan and Jolly to come in the store with you. 

Your begging seemed to have worked as they eventually gave in and followed you through the store as you picked out some items before putting them back to swap for others. Eventually, with the help of the three guys, you found what you thought was a perfect outfit, exactly your style and you went into the changing room cubicle to try it on. 

As you walked out the guys cheered, you were almost certain it wasn’t for the outfit choice but the fact it meant you could leave the store and get pizza. 

“I still think it would look better on me.” Jolly snickered on the way out of the store, and you hit him with the bag. 

“What did Noah think of it?” Folio wiggled his eyebrows and you looked at him, confused at what he meant by that.

“I think he liked it, why?” 

“Oh, no reason…” He smiled, before adding, “He wasn’t in the store with us earlier, he didn’t get to see it when we did!”

You ignored him as you made your way out to wait for the uber.

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Once you had gotten into the club, you met up with Ryan and Vinny. Bryan offered to get drinks for you all, but Ryan insisted he got the first round, and you all followed him to the bar. 

“Think you’ll find anyone to take back to your room tonight?” You heard Ryan say to Vin, a teasing tone in his voice. 

“Nah, not tonight, man. I just want to get up there and DJ again.” 

“Go and ask,” Folio laughed, “The worst they can say is no and turn you away.” 

“Now that is a good point.” Vinny pointed a finger at Nick, “If you guys can’t find me I’ll be up there fucking it up!” 

"Go Vin!" Ryan laughed as Vinny found his way to the stage.

Bryan passed you your drink, you weren’t too sure what to get so you played it safe with a vodka redbull as the guys all had some kind of whiskey or beer.

Nick and Bryan were having a conversation, so you decided you'd take this as an opportunity to get to know Ryan.

"So how long have been in the band?" You asked, taking a sip of your drink.

"Too long," he chuckled, "I think it's been about 16 years now."

"Really?" You gasped, "how long have you guys been going? I had no idea it's been that long?"

"Twenty years, but Chris is the only one who's been here since the beginning, we haven't found a replacement for him yet." He laughed, taking a sip of his beer.

"So you guys all replaced the originals?"

"Well I wouldn't word it like that," he said, "I joined in 2008 and then Rick joined a year later, we've had Vin since 2014 and we aquired Justin five years ago, I think... I can't remember." He laughs. "I'll spare you the details of all the others, so how long have you been doing photography?"

"Since I was in school," you say, watching as Nick and Bryan began walking over to you two, "I'd say it's almost been 13 years now."

Nick changed the subject and the four of you began talking, until Ryan and Bryan went back to the bar for another drink. As you waited for them to come back, you and Folio just stood about, people-watching.

“So,” Folio said, “you said you haven’t had a night out in a while, how you feeling?”

“I don’t know if I’m just getting older but it seems a lot… different from what I remember.” 

“Yeah, the music's gotten worse that's for sure.” He laughed. 

As Nick said that, the song suddenly switched up and all of a sudden return of the mack started playing. 

“I guess they let Vinny DJ after all.” Ryan shouted over to you two. 

“It’s like he has this magic power that lets him get whatever he wants, I was almost certain they wouldn’t let him up there.” Nick laughed. “Anyway, I need to ask you something.” 

You furrowed your eyebrows and took a sip of your drink. 

“Okay… Go ahead.”

“You and Noah… I’ve kept it a secret but I saw you guys in the pool back home, I’ve seen the way he looks at you and the way you look at him-” 

“Nick, what are you talking about?”

“I’m just telling you to go for it! It’s clear you guys are into each other, and it's the perfect time now you're both sharing a room... it just makes sense.” 

“Yeah but let's say I do, and what if it backfires? What if he doesn’t feel the same way and I have to spend the next few months living in hell, having to be around him every minute of every day, I'd rather pack my bags and go home now!” 

“So you do like him!” Nick shouted, overjoyed for some reason you didn’t understand, it was like he knew something you didn't.

“No, that’s not what I’m saying-” 

“That is what you just said, the same way, what else would that mean?” 

“Why do you care so much? We’re best off as just friends whilst we’re on tour anyway.”

“I care because I love him, and you, y/n. I just want to see my friends happy!” 

“What’s going on?” Bryan asks as he joins you with Ryan by his side. 

“Y/n admitted it! She has feelings for Noah!” 

“I didn't! I fucking hate you guys. I just wanted to come out and have fun tonight and this is what I get instead?” 

“Hey, me and Bry haven’t even done anything.” Ryan defended the two of them, but it was too late, you’d gone. 

You wouldn’t act like you didn’t spot the guy staring at you as you talked to Nick, and so you decided to prove a point, that you didn’t have feelings for Noah, and walked straight over to him. 

The song suddenly changed again, and you moved to the beat as you approached this guy, he was also pretty hot so it’s not like you’d have to fake how much you were into him. He was pretty tall, you could see a few tattoos on his arms, his eyes looked a chocolate brown, he had brown stubble for a beard which matched his hair and he almost resembled Ben Barnes.

"What's your name?" He asked, his hand sliding to your waist.

"Y/n!" You give him a smile, which he returns.

"I'm Max."

He asked if you wanted another drink, and so you told him you’d have a strawberry daiquiri. You kept looking over at Folio every now and again, who kept his eye on you up until the moment you moved in to kiss Max, your hand on his cheek as you stood on your tiptoes- when someone bumped into you, making you spill your drink over yourself.

“What the f- Vinny?” 

“Shit, I.. I am so sorry, oh my… How do I...” 

Neither of you knew what to do, so you both stood completely still, and Max laughed before wandering off to another girl. 

“Fuck, let me help you clean up, where’s the bathrooms?”

"Over there?"

You both walked off in the direction the sign pointed in, although it happened to be the mens bathroom. However, since there was nobody in there you didn't care, rushing to the sink.

You looked in the mirror to see your top had a massive red stain, as Vinny gathered some tissues to help wipe the mess up. 

“I look fucking stupid!” You groaned, to which Vinny apologised once more. 

He began to wipe your top as you worked on wringing it out of your hair which it had also gotten on to, beginning to laugh at how ridiculous this situation is. However, when Vinny suddenly noticed he was wiping your boob and you didn't appear to be wearing a bra, he felt a rush go through his body and his hands froze momentarily. 

“We haven’t even been properly introduced yet, I’m so sorry this is how it had to be.” You chuckled, taking a couple tissues from the counter and taking over from him as he stepped back. 

“It’s okay,” he smiled, “so you’re y/n? Our temporary photographer, right?” He asked, properly taking in how you looked for the first time as you desperately scrubbed at your top.

“That’s right, and you’re a DJ?” You smirked. 

“I was for about five minutes before they kicked me off! They saw the song I was about to play next and I guess they just didn’t have taste.”

You laughed, wondering what it could’ve been, still wiping at your top. 

“Is it coming off?” He asked, feeling bad as he watched as you shook your head. 

“Y’know I might just go back to the hotel-”

“Hey, no! Don’t let your night be over just because of me.”

“It’s not that, I just don’t feel like it tonight, I'm not having fun like I used to.” You sighed, “plus my outfits ruined.” 

You could tell Vinny was about to apologise again, but he stopped himself and instead he suddenly took his sweater off, and handed it over to you. 

“I was wondering where this was about to go…” You smirk as you take it from him and turn around, you couldn’t help but melt slightly at the smell of as you slipped it over your head. 

“I mean… I haven’t fucked in a club bathroom for about 8 years but if-” You threw your wet top at him to shut him up as you turn back around. 

“You at least owe me another drink first.” You chuckle, fixing the black and brown striped sweater in the mirror. “How do I look?” 

“Cute,” he says, “it goes with your skirt.” He points out, and you smile as you realise he’s right. “So what are you drinking?”

You take your ruined top back from him, and you can’t help but notice how his arm flexed, and how his hands looked, and the rings on his fingers… it was all too much, you had only just met him! You tried to keep all your thoughts at bay, but it didn’t help that it seemed he had a flirty personality, one that you couldn't help but match. 

“Vodka lemonade please.” You smiled at him as you followed him back out. 

“Where the hell were- What is going on here?” Ryan shouts, laughing almost in disbelief as he watches you and Vinny return from the bathroom, with you now wearing his sweater. 

“It's not what it looks like!” You exclaim, as Vinny laughs. 

“I knocked into her and spilled her drink, I helped clean up the mess and now I’m getting another one to replace the one she lost- I lost.” Vin said with a smile as he walked over to the bar. 

“We were thinking of going soon,” you hear Bryan say as he tapped you on the shoulder, “I think Nick had too many shots and Noah would kill me if he’s hungover for the first show. Do you wanna come too or stay or...?”

“That’s okay, I’ll stay. Vinny’s just getting me another drink. I'd feel bad if I left.” 

“That’s fine! Just please text me or one of the guys to let us know you got back safe. I won’t say it in front of Nick after what he was saying earlier, but Noah asked if we could make sure you get back safe and don’t leave with some stranger.” 

“I'm not stupid!" You laugh, "Of course I'll stay safe, and I'll text you when I leave and when I'm back. See you tomorrow, Bry.” 

“I think I might leave too, actually.” Ryan says, “It was great to meet you, even if it was briefly, and I can’t wait to be working with you tomorrow. See ya!” 

“Bye, Ryan!” You smile, watching as he followed Bryan and Nick out. 

“Here. I'm so sorry, really,” Vin hands you your drink and you thank him, “where’s everyone gone?”

“Back to the hotel,” you say, taking a sip, “we’ve only been here a couple hours!” 

“It’s because they’re getting old, y/n! Justin didn’t come with us this time but he always used to, but he’s a dad now so he’s probably catching up on all that sleep.”

“How old are you?” You ask a little out of the blue, remembering what Noah had said to you earlier.

“Hey, they say to never ask a lady her age!” He says, slightly flipping his hair, causing you to smile. 

“Sorry ma’am!” 

“30.” He answers straight up and you almost spit your drink out. 

“No! You’re a liar Vincent.”

“I’m not… and that’s not my name!” He sasses, “And there’s me thinking you actually knew of us!” 

“So you’re just Vinny?” You ask, quite taken back by the news, “And anyway I know a couple of your songs, I wouldn’t say I’m like a fan or anything…”

Vinny raises his eyebrows.

“Are you shitting me?”

“Hey, I’m sorry! I’ll listen to you guys whilst I work on editing some pictures tomorrow and I’ll give you a review!” You smile, taking a sip of your drink.

“Now that’s more like it.” He smirks, taking a sip of his drink. “And it’s Vincenzo actually.”

“That’s cute, Vincenzo… is that…”

“Italian,” he answers, shaking his head, “But please don’t ask me to speak Italian, I’m actually from New Jersey.”

“Oh cool!” You smile, also telling him where you’re from, “so New Jersey, that’s like next to New York isn’t it… interesting…”

Vinny looked rather confused at your thinking face. 

“What? What’s interesting?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you look like Timothee Chal-”

“Yes, they have." He interrupted, "And yes, I see it in some pictures.” He sighs, and you laugh. “Is that your way of calling me hot?” He raises an eyebrow. 

“Well, given the chance I would give everything up for a chance with him from little women, so…”

You couldn’t deny Vinny was very attractive, not only in his looks but his personality too. He was a double threat, he was dangerous.

“So… you are calling me hot?” He smirked. The lighting in this place wasn’t doing you any favours as it only made him look better. 

“Are you like this with everyone?” You asked, a serious tone in your voice as you looked up at him. 

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, flirty?”

“I’ve been told I can be,” he smirked, “why?” 

“You’re so annoying.” You said, trying to hide your smile as you took a sip of your drink.

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Three drinks later, Vinny decided it was time to get you back to the hotel and into bed. He was relatively sober compared to you, as you were currently shouting at the people DJ-ing for not letting you and Vin back up there. 

“C’mon! We played better songs than this!” You argued, “I’ve never even heard of this shit before!” 

“Hey, c’mon,” Vinny put his hand on your waist, pulling you away from the main stage, “Sorry!” He shouted up to the guy who stood with his arms crossed. 

“You’ve really got no control over your girlfriend, huh?” He snickered, and Vin took a deep breath, knowing not to make the situation any worse than it was five minutes ago. 

“No. She’s her own person, and we’re leaving now. I apologise.” He said calmly before turning around and leading you out of the building. 

“I didn’t want to leave so early.” You frowned, slightly shivering as you walked by his side. 

“It’s not early,” he laughed, “it’s almost 2am, and I have to be up at 7.” 

“Shit, I’m so sorry for keeping you there… you could’ve gone back y’know…” 

“I wasn’t leaving you there by yourself, in a club in a city you’ve never been to before with the way you are.”

“I’m not even drunk!” You poked his side. 

“Then walk in a straight line.” He stopped walking and crossed his arms, looking at you as if to say ‘go on.’

You thought about it, but then shook your head, and he smirked. 

“Maybe I did drink a little too much, but my drinks were stronger than yours so that's not fair!” 

“It was your choice to have double shots of vodka, you could’ve had a single, or no alcohol at all?” 

“And why would I wanna do that?” You linked your arms together as you continued to walk, “How long does it take to walk back?” 

“About 20 minutes. We could’ve gotten an uber but I didn’t want to risk you being sick in it or anything.” 

“They told you, didn't they?” You sighed.

“Who told me what?” He chuckled, looking at you as you walked together. 

“Bryan’s 25th.”

“No… What happened?” 

“I vomited all over Noah, and myself, but mostly Noah… It was the first time I properly met him.”

“Oh shit.” He laughed, before suddenly pulling back from you, “wait, are you and Noah…”

“Are we what?” You stopped to look at him, you knew what he meant but you wanted him to say it.

“I dunno, not together but… are you guys a... thing? I just thought after seeing the two of you yesterday when we were getting off the bus-”

“No! Why does everyone think there’s something going on between us?!”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.” He said, going quiet.

You sighed. 

“It’s okay, I’m sorry. Can I tell you something, Vinny?” You asked, your words a little slurred.

“Yeah, what's up?"

“I don’t know where I stand with Noah. Sure, I like him, I’ll admit that, but he'll give me mixed signals. And sometimes I feel like I annoy him. Am I annoying, Vin?”

“I don't know you well enough yet to answer that," he laughed, "But I'm sure he doesn't think that.”

“It’s like last night when I said I’d come out tonight with you guys, he had an attitude the whole way back to the hotel, until we went to our rooms- Shit I’m gonna wake him up when we get back!” 

“You two are sharing a room?" 

“It’s a long story, someone was gonna have to share and it only seemed fair I did because I had an extra bed. But- Shit I don't have the key to get in and I don’t want to have to wake him up.”

“Give him a call, he might still be awake.”

“You’re right!” You said, rushing to get your phone from your bag. 

It rang and rang but there was no answer. He was definitely asleep. 

“Fuck," you groaned when he didn't answer once more, stressfully running your fingers through your hair, "I don’t want to have to bang on the door to wake him up.”

“Look, I know this sounds crazy but for tonight why don’t you just stay in my room? We’ve all managed to get separate rooms this time around so I’ll ask Rick if I can share with him and-”

“No! I can’t kick you out of your room. We can share a bed, I don't bite! I'll even put a pillow between us if you want to.” You laughed. 

“Okay deal.” He smiled as he shook your hand.

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i can't explain how much i love vinny that guys always got me giggling kicking my feet when i write about him

[one-annon]

im so sorry about my absence!! i've been a little busy so i haven't been able to get to requests but i promise i'll start working on them again around this weekend!! instead here's a book i wrote a while ago about the twins to keep you guys fed! i also wrote it on a computer with auto caps so if its a little different from my writing style please forgive me..i also got a bit lazy toward the end i apologize! warning for tcm spoilers kinda choptop coming home

Bobby sighed heavily, finally getting off the plane. He was glad he was able to finally be done with the war. Of course, he only served about three years but missed his family - what can he say? Not only that, but he missed his records. According to the letters his twin sent, he kept them safe in the room they used to share. He was the only one to write.

Drayton, his oldest brother, was supposed to pick him up from the airport. It was a fairly long drive, but he didn’t mind. Apparently, while he was gone, they set themselves up well. Made a name for the family. Drayton won the best chili competition twice! Twice!

The short man scrambled around baggage claim, quickly grabbing his stuff before waiting outside for his brother. He got odd looks, of course. Nothing new. He had gained a metal plate in his head during his time serving - the result of a piece of his head being cut (getting a chunk of your head cut with a machete really freakin’ hurts!)

About 20 minutes passed before a blue Chevrolet c-10 Silverado pulled in front of him, his brother in the driver’s seat.

Bobby tilted his head, pulling the passenger door open and slipping into the seat. “This is new,” he stated, slamming the door shut and setting his bags in the back seat.

Drayton grinned at him “like it?”

He laughs softly, nodding. He looked around the truck. “Where’s bubba? And nubbins?”

The way drayton’s expression fell didn't go unnoticed by the veteran. “Oh.” he started, shifting the truck into drive and moving out of the way of others. “..they’re at home,” he answered simply. “Taking care of Grandpa.”

That made sense. Grandpa needed someone to watch him. He was old.

He gave a soft nod.

The two fell into a comfortable silence (for the younger, at least). It was fairly unusual for the sawyers to be quiet but bobby was tired and drayton had too many thoughts in his head.

How would he react when he found out what happened?

“Now- bobby..uh..you realize some things have..changed..since you left.” Drayton tried to be careful with his words. It wasn’t all the time he was soft with his younger brothers but-..this felt different. He had just been through war. He watched his friends die right in front of him. On top of that - nubbins had-

“I know!” he smiles at him. “I-I’m quite ready to see what you guys have been cookin’!!” 

There it was. That quietness.

“Yknow, i made a friend.” bobby mentions softly. “He always called me chop top. Gave it to me in the hosp-hospital!”

Drayton just nods.

“He was real sweet, gave me one of his records - he did! A-a Beatles one! ‘Sargeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band’.” he leaned back slightly, “that’s the one with the song that people say is related to LSDs!!” he grins, looking over to his brother as he rests his hands behind his head. “Though it actually originated from John Lennon’s son’s drawing.”

Drayton let him ramble on, letting him be happy for the moments before the storm.

He couldn't focus on what Bobby was saying, just staring blankly at the road.

“That’s nice, Bobby.” He mumbled.

The younger frowned, watching him. “You’re being awfully quiet.” He spoke softly, his eyes full of worry as he stared.

Drayton swallowed hard “don’t worry about it, boy.” 10 minutes. Just 10 more minutes.

The truck fell silent again. More of an uncomfortable silence now.

It didn’t take long for the duo to get there. Home.

“What happened?” bobby asked as he set his shaky hand on the door handle.

“It’s a long story.” Drayton grumbled, shutting the truck off before opening his own side’s door and stepping out.

Bobby followed soon after, retrieving his bags from the back seat. He meets his brother at the front door, grinning. He was excited to see the rest of his family. Especially his twin. He doesn’t know how to explain it but they’re..connected. Not just by blood but it feels like they can finish each other’s thoughts without even needing context. 

Twins can read each others mind. His sergeant had said when they were eating lunch. Hell yeah. They could do that.

Drayton sighs heavily as he opened the door. “Welcome home, Bobby.”

The taller quickly ran into the house “bubba!” he shouts “nubbins!!”

There was a loud clatter. Then excited screaming. Then out came bubba, all grown up; wearing a fancy new tie and a yellow rubber apron and..

Bobby was tackled, pulled into a tight hug. Bubba babbled out sobs, squeezing him much too tight. 

“Hi bubba!” he laughs, wrapping his arms around his brother’s large frame. If you ask if he cried, he’d obviously say no..but he’s lying. Tears were shed as he held his younger brother. “You’ve grown!” he pointed out, grinning at him.

Bubba nods quickly, moving off and standing to show his height growth. Choptop chuckled and stood beside him “almost as tall as me, bub!”

Drayton smiled at the two, staying quiet.

“Where’s nubs?” Choptop suddenly asked, looking around “he ain’t surprising me is he?” The tall veteran searched the remains of the home, calling his twin’s name “Nubbins! Nubbins!! Fuck are you?!”

The eldest brother watched as Choptop called for his twin. He knew he had to tell him but how would he? Bobby would lose his mind if he found out. Drayton knew he would eventually find the corpse. He didn’t dare toss it. Not without Bobby saying goodbye first.

His first clue of his twin’s disappearance was the way Bubba looked at Cook. He was scared. Not just scared to be yelled at or hit like normal but scared of something else. Had Drayton done something to him while he was away?

Drayton had been unusually quiet. Was it because he was guilty of something? Did he do something to Nubbins? Bobby started to get worried. Not to mention how frustrated he was. Why couldn’t they just tell him dammit?! Where was his twin?? “He’s gone.” Cook spoke up.

Bobby’s eyes watered. Gone? Like - gone to town? Gone hitchhiking? Dead?

He saw a lot of death in Vietnam. Whether it be his own men or the enemies. This was different. This was his twin. The man who had been there with him since they were born. The boy who slept in the same bed as him; right side, facing the wall, hugging a pillow, hogging the blankets. If Nubbins was dead who the hell was gonna force him to have to get up and sleep with a quilt? Who was gonna kick him awake in his sleep?

“He..he aint dead right?” 

Bobby’s voice cracked. He wasn’t used to speaking with such urgency. He’s not used to losing his spark - his chipper tone he always held when he experienced something terrible. No, he was panicked. His voice shook as he asked his question, hoping - praying -  the answer would be a simple no. There had to be an explanation. Nubbins couldn’t be dead.

The silence told him everything he needed to know. No one would speak to him. Bobby choked on his sobs, instead changing his question to: “Where is he?”

Cook pointed to the stairs. He had left Nubbins on the twins’ bed. Undisturbed. He was peaceful even after what he had gone through. Bubba cowered, moving to the side as Choptop sprinted up the stairs. He took a sharp left. The other two didn’t follow. He needed his moment alone. 

Bobby slammed the door to their room open, flinging himself at the bed. He wrapped his skinny arms around his twin’s rotting body. The smell was awful. Nothing he hadn’t experienced before. “Nubbins!” He cried, forcing the covers off of the body. He held his twin close to his body, sob after sob wracking through his chest. He felt awful. He was supposed to be the responsible twin. He was supposed to be the one protecting his brother - even when Drayton was away. He knew Nubbins was harder to care for. He took on the challenge. And he failed.

He had been gone 3 years. He was only 25. Nubbins was only 25. God knows how long he’s just been sitting here. Choptop muttered to himself, begging Nubbins to wake up. It was like those nights again. Back when they were kids and when Bobby would have a bad dream. Nubbins always held him tight and Bobby did the same when Nubbins had a nightmare. He always held Nubbins close, made sure he would stop crying before Drayton or Ma came upstairs.

“I’ve - I’ve got you Nubs.” He whispered, face buried in the rotting hair. “Y-you’re okay. I’m home.”

It wasn’t until a week later that Drayton and Bubba saw Choptop. He had been keeping himself tucked away in his room since he found out. Somewhere he was safe. With someone he felt safe with. A corpse he felt safe with. Choptop trudged down the stairs, his usual cheery and manic tone back in action. He held the corpse close to his side. Drayton was in the kitchen at the time, cooking some poor soul into chili. “M-me n’ Nubbins are gonna go out!” He called. Drayton glanced over his shoulder, eyebrows furrowed.

“What the hell?” Bobby already had the door open before he could say anything more. “Let’s haul butt, bro!”

[shewhopats]

Overwatch characters watching your kid

I've been thinking about writing some silly short stories about OW characters getting stuck watching someone's kid, but I figured I would make this guide for my headcannon for the kind of babysitter each of them would be.

Brigitte and Reinhardt would make you the most nervous with their methods. Lots of rough-housing, throwing them around and into the air, giving your kid sugar, letting them climb things, and overall just encouraging mayhem and rule-breaking. "You mom/dad doesn't let you do this at home? Well, they're not here, are they?" Your kid will come home thoroughly exhausted, but bitter about you not being as fun as they are.

Orisa would make the same mistakes as Brigitte and Reinhardt, but more out of ignorance and inexperience. Like letting your kid stay up too late, because she doesn't understand why going to bed at a decent time is important, or feeding them something that makes them sick because that's what they said they wanted to eat. Unintentionally lets your kid walk all over her, but once you teach her how it's done, she'll be your go-to option when you need a break.

Zenyatta would be so intrigued by the natural imagination and curiosity of children. He'd provide lots of different toys, art supplies, and time for unrestricted and uninstructed play. A one-man enrichment program. Just don't try to tell him there are boy toys and girls toys. Your kid will be allowed to play with whatever they want. He would also unironically have a blast playing pretend with dolls or action figures. I'm talking a 25-part narrative with backstories, lore, worldbuilding, and an Endgame-style final conflict.

Genji, Kiriko, Tracer, and B.O.B would be the kings and queens of "don't tell your parents." Extra screen-time, taking them out for ice cream, staying up a little later then their normal bedtime, etc. What I would call "a healthy amount of rule-breaking." They have everyone else convinced they are Responsible™ but you can't help noticing that your kid is always excited to hangout with them.

Ana and Torbjorn could be depended on the same way you can trust grandma and grandpa. They've had kids, so they know all the tips, tricks, and games to keep your kid clean, fed, safe, and happy. Just don't tell them some dumb shit like "organic, non-gmo fruits only." Your kid will be eating bananas from the supermarket like everyone else. But for more sensible rules, even the ones they don't agree with, they will follow them.

Echo will make you fill out a 200-question survey and write an essay on how you want your kid cared for. She will follow every instruction down to the letter, and send you updates every 30 minutes. If your kid sneezes, she will call you to ask about it. The downside is your kid will probably hate her for being such a rules monger.

Baptiste, Illari, Lucio, and Sojourn would try so hard to be responsible and follow your instructions, but puppy-eyes work on them 80% of the time. Your home will look like a warzone when you get back, but they'll help you clean up.

Lifeweaver, Pharah, Mei, and Zarya would get a whiff of that specific smell babies have that makes your DNA scream at you to make one yourself. They would be the sweetest, most gentle caretakers on this list. They'll spend most of the time snuggling on the couch, watching T.V. and drinking hot coco. Would let your kid give them a makeover, paint their nails, and play with their hair. Would read to and rock them to sleep, tuck them in really snug. They'd probably look forward to seeing your kid again, and every time you happen upon one of them, they'll only ask what's going on with the kiddo.

Sombra, Symmetra, and Widowmaker would rather be water-boarded then spend five minutes with those sticky-fingered cunt goblins you call kids.

Ashe, Hanzo, and Winston would happily agree to babysit for you, thinking they will be serviceable at it. How hard could it be? Then an hour later they call you, on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and beg you to come back, because your kid is crying or throwing a tantrum. They definitely have the potential to be great caretakers, but they would need someone to walk them through it at first.

Bastion and Sigma definitely WANT to give babysitting a try, but they understand why that's probably not a safe idea. They would question your intelligence if you asked them.

Cassidy and D.va would take your kid to McDonalds or somewhere else with else with a play-place, and let them go wild while they sit on a bench nearby. They will do the bare minimum amount of work to keep your kid alive, because they have better things to do. Would only babysit as a favor for you if no one else is available.

Mercy is married to her work, and Ramattra is dedicated to his mission. If you somehow convince them to watch your kid for even a single hour, they'll set-up a playpen with whatever toys they like, toss in a sippy cup and snack every now and then, and ignore their existence while they do their usual business.

Doomfist, Moira, Reaper, and Soldier: 76 would tape your kid to a chair the first time it annoys them. I know there's the fandom joke of S76 being the dad of the team, but he's always come off as grumpy and impatient to me.

Your kid would love the junkers (Junker Queen, Junkrat, Roadhog, Wrecking Ball) for all the wrong reasons. They would teach your kid how to make a grenade launcher out of plastic bottles and rubber bands, 37 new swear words, and how to punch people in the throat. Unless you want to get a call from the school about your kid blowing up the chemistry room, I would choose literally anyone else to babysit.

Mauga would use your kids to get dates. He'll take your daughter to a dance class and talk to any single parents about how much of a family man he is and how difficult being a single dad. He'll take your son to play catch in a park so he has an excuse to take his shirt off and flex his muscles. He'll coach your kid to walk up to someone and say, "my uncle thinks your pretty, so maybe you can play with us."

[galactic-knightmare]

Yet another Au!

So, I had mentioned a slime rancher au in the bowuigi discord, and soon enough me and a couple others were just brainstorming and slapping it together, and this is (one of) the results!

(also tried a different artstyle. its kinda a mix of my usual style and canon lmao)

So Essentially, the bros move in to their own ranch, and their neighboring ranches being home to Bowser, Peach, and Daisy. Daisy and Peach share a ranch, with Peach usually handling the basic care of the slimes and plants (hence why I gave her a more gardener-kinda outfit) while Daisy usually goes exploring for new slimes. their Neighbor, Bowser, mostly specializes in Boom, Fire, Crystal, and Rock slimes, preferring the more volatile ones since they can’t really do much to him. (he’s still a koopa here, mostly cause I just didn’t want to make him human lmao) He’s also best friends with Peach- no romance there or anything.

He ends up meeting the bros when Mario ends up disturbing his boom slimes somehow (either with extremely loud music or something else). The two end up in an argument and there is Immediate dislike between them. Luigi, knowing how intense and... dense, his brother can be sometimes, decides to come over to Bowser’s ranch and apologize for it, and Bowser ends up thinking “alright, his brother’s not bad, so I guess I can tolerate them being my neighbors” and they just slowly befriend each other over time.

As for the slimes, there’s bits of ideas on those too!

Mario seems to attract literally every cat-like slime in existence. He goes for a nap under a tree and then wakes up under a pile of tabby slimes. You turn your back on him and when you look over again he’s got Hunter slimes all over him. He has a single Saber slime that is his baby and definitely spoiled named Pawline. (I headcanon Mario with a Calico cat named Pawline, so this is her in the au I guess XD) Luigi tends to be swarmed by batty and phosphor slimes, mostly as a reference to the Luigi’s Mansion games, but also because Batty Slimes are cute. They don’t swarm him as much as the cat slimes swarm Mario though. He also has a Yolky Slime named Sunny. When the two first saw Sunny Mario wanted to try and cook them because they looked like a giant egg. thankfully, Luigi said no and took Sunny in (and away from the stove). Sunny usually just sits around in the chicken coops, though every now and then you’ll find them Hiding in Luigi’s hat.

Peach has a bunch of Pink Flutter Largos... I don’t think I need to explain my reasoning there LMAO And Daisy has a bunch of tangle slimes, mostly because she thinks their cool, but also their one of the few plant slimes, and well, plants, flowers, daisies... you get the idea... XD

Bowser, since he’s a koopa and essentially heatproof, just isn’t affected by boom slimes and fire slimes. he’s also too big for a vacpack, so he just. picks up a handfull of slimes whenever he needs to move them around. At one Point Luigi is just. watching, as Bowser moves a bunch of boom largos, completely unaffected by the largos exploding in his arms. We were a bit(?) torn on what to do with the Koopalings and junior? Someone suggested that their a bunch of boom slimes that Bowser babies, though Personally I prefer them still being his kids. Maybe at the start of the au their all on a trip with their grandpa kamek? I just find the idea funny that during their talks, Bowser mentions he has kids to Luigi, but doesn’t mention that he has eight. So when they do get back from their trip, Luigi is just stunned at the sheer amount of kids he has lmao

Anyway yeah, that’s.. essentially it I think. I have other ideas so we’ll see if I make more lmao. I won’t write anything for it though, aside from maybe a oneshot here or there. (though I do think there’s at least one person from the server who is writing a fic for the au. Memory ain’t that great...)

[ninas-gf]

For the character meme: Amber?

first impression: i honestly don't think i had many strong opinions about her when i *first* met her in the game, however she quickly became one of my favorite characters as i read the webtoon a few years ago!

my impression now: i'm going to be honest, i don't really care about 95% of the characters anymore, so my passion for her character died down a lot... :(

favorite thing about that character: the near unconditional amount of faith and loyalty she places in her friends :D

least favorite thing: i personally don't have anything to dislike about her character, i just sometimes wish that she were in a different game, with writers who were more willing to give her the proper attention and development that she deserves, yk?

favorite line/scene: definitely that scene from the webtoon between her and collei after collei told kaeya to kill her... i just thought it was a very powerful and strong moment for both characters, and it made me tear up a little.

favorite interaction that character has with another: again, her interactions with collei are amazing! i also think she has a sweet dynamic with eula, but i'll admit i've grown apart from their dynamic recently :(

a character that I wish that character would interact with more: literally anyone but eula... and i say that as someone who loves eula tremendously more than any other character, i just think it's a bit sad how amber hasn't really had much plot relevance of her own ever since eula's release.

another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character: ruby rose from rwby is the first one that comes to mind for some reason.

a headcanon about that character: that she has major abandonment issues ever since her grandpa left her. it seems obvious, but i don't think it was ever explicitly stated in the lore.

a song that reminds of that character: wishing you were somehow here again... it's not a *perfect* fit, but i do believe you could apply it to the situation with her grandpa.

an unpopular opinion about that character: she's stronger and cleverer than people tend to give her credit for, i think.

favorite picture: any picture of her from the webtoon... i just think that art style really does her justice!!

[sailorspica]

I'm curious to know what you think would happen in a "Kenny raises Mikasa" scenario because in hindsight I feel like it's a missed opportunity to not have them interact

this sent me down several lines of thought. it seems like a missed opportunity because of the ackerman lore, sure, but also because kenny bizarrely interacts with two other 104th girls: annie and historia. kenny and historia's parallels are near and dear to me as—chapter 65 is one of my favorites and so poorly adapted by WIT—so he's actually kind of an incredible scene partner for teenage girls a la arya stark and sandor clegane

on mikasa's side, her concept of "family" is conspicuous as hell from beginning to end. i'm not the most familiar with EMA, but i'm pretty sure she refers to both eren and armin as "family" while levi stays firmly her superior, even one she's fond of and admires apart from others, because that's how they met. any bonding between them feels post-canonical

logistically: frieda eats uri in 843 and mikasa's parents are killed in 844. i puzzle through kenny's resume here, but in 844 he would have most likely been part of the first interior squad. speaking to his grandfather in snk 65, he's aware of the southern cadet branch. in 850 trost, MPs have records of mikasa and eren killing the human traffickers, so the "ackerman" name is floating around the military for sure besides ""captain ackerman"" (SO crazy to me, fake job)

many questions

when kenuri meet and "the persecution of the ackerman family" stops, that only means the MPs leave them alone and obviously doesn't reverse their fortunes. he went underground most likely intending to bring kuchel back up to the surface(?), but that care didn't extend to these distant relations. seeing how he ditched levi, why in the world would he be invested in mikasa?

answering my own question in the style of a scholastic summa: i generously think his guilt toward kuchel is one of kenny's softest qualities. the fates of kuchel and mikasa's mother stand out as this universe's most horrifying misogynistic violence, and that they're both ackermans even if only by marriage is significant. so MAYBE, maybe, kenny could be moved by mikasa's circumstances like he wasn't by levi's, certainly due to chauvinism! don't get me wrong! children of any gender should be protected, and this is the man who was ready to slit historia's throat! since his narration pities kuchel as different from him and levi: "long as ya got [power]… ya won't meet an end like my little sister's," he might not be compelled to look after mikasa since she's been awakened to ~the ackerpower~, which unfortunately seems to be kenny's measure of majority/adulthood

mikasa's adoption is like story crucial. whatever. but i AM intrigued by the thought of kenny's arms-length mentorship instead of the jaegers' warmth. would she be comforted by the shared name? despite the lighter hair, her father's face shape is similar to kenny's. she already knows who the fuck she is, she has/had parents; maybe much like kenny knows he's not cut out to be some kid's dad, mikasa doesn't want that at ALL, versus levi's much worse position of suspecting kenny might have been his father. child levi's painful conclusion that he disappointed kenny somehow would be so much worse if he saw someone else was worth kenny's attention

but! this would only be because uri is fucking dead. would dealing with a traumatized middle schooler be a satisfactory "hobby" for kenny before the anti-personnel control squad? i doubt it!! though maybe the funniest panel of all time where grandpa ackerman describes the azumabito as "'asians,' a people vastly different from us" would make mikasa a Little little more interesting to him, like a lab rat more than anything. but this is why historia and kenny's interactions are so fun to me, as well as kenny's ambivalence toward frieda: i really think he'd feel more obligated to the reiss girls than any ackerman. see levi

anyway, i could see mikasa joining the cadets still and succeeding, perhaps even angling to make it to the first interior squad. bereft of eren, i imagine her treating kenny as a doddering old man who should retire even though i'm pretty sure he's like. 45-50 at most in 850. and this right here is a setup for an MP mikasa canon AU, I Think. mikannie. mikahitchannie. mikahisu. jeankasa or eremika i fucking guess

[fishyishy]

A3! Event Translation - memory of toys (4/11)

From a young age, I had appeared in various productions as a child actor.

My father gave me movie discs. All kinds of discs, from anime productions to old classics. It was like being able to watch an unknown world -- I was hooked.

I want to act like this. I want to be this kind of actor. One day, I want to appear in a production like this.

I think that moment was the birth of a childhood dream. Everytime my dad would give me a disc, I would get so excited inside.

I wasn't given many of what people would consider "real toys," but the films my dad gave me are a part of my life, and a precious childhood memory.

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Tenma: To this day, I still watch movies and use anything I can as references.

Tenma: It's something different...but it's something I have a lot of sentimental attachment towards.

Yuki: So in short its a case of nostalgic bias.

Tenma: Gu... well...wellllll..... maybe that's what it is.

Tenma: Even now, I occasionally re-watch films I watched back then. They're all masterpieces that can never lose their appeal no matter how many years have passed.

Yuki: Actually, what were you even watching? It couldn't have been an anime movie or anything like that.

Tenma: The 10th Samurai*.....or something.

Yuki: Grandpa taste.

Tenma: It's a masterpiece!

Tenma: In any case, the things we receive as kids stay in our memories. For better or worse.

Tenma: They can link to the environment and events at the time, and eventually become a memory.

Tenma: Toys are exactly what come up when you think of "this will easily become a memory"

Yuki: Definitely.

Tenma: If I had been born into a normal family, I might have played with those kinds of toys too.

Yuki: Even if you grew up in a normal household, you'd probably still want things suited for senior citizens. You're like a grandpa.

Tenma: What!?

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Yuki: .......Memories, huh.

Yuki: (It may be a common theme, but there are probably as many memories as there are toys out there.)

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Citron: Since then I have thought of many ideas!

Citron: A theme song is a must! I will make a song that you will not be able to get out of your head!

Yuki: Well then, how does the song flow?

Citron: Hm~mmm....I suppose... there is no plan.

Yuki: Siigh... it seems like none of our plans are coming together.

Citron: Then, how about a mail order shopping style delivery!?

Yuki: Well, it might attract attention, and be easy to do, but I don't think we want something like that right now.

Citron: This is difficult~......

Citron: ......Aha! That's it! I will go search for someone with the special powers!

Yuki: What?

Citron: When we create a theme song, the instrumentalists and vocalists and me will work together!

Yuki: Ah- so you want to collaborate?

Citron: That is it!

Yuki: You have a point. Just because we started planning this doesn't mean it only has to be just the two of us.

Citron: Yes! I will borrow every~one's strength ♪

Yuki: Yeah, well, let's give it a try.

previous I next

*i think its a parody on the old movie "Seven Samurai"

please let me know if anything is incorrect !

[cerealboxlore]

WIP #4: Captain Marvel The Animated Series (written)

Episode One: Welcome To Fawcett I

Freddy sat down in the booth across from Billy Batson, surprised by the softness of the seats as he practically sank into them. He took in the decoration of the diner with awe, recognizing the old interior design from pages of history books and old television shows. Looking around, a lot of the photos on the walls were in color, but most of them were in the classic black-and-white style that hadn't aged a day, along with the people in them. The radio on the counter of the kitchen window was playing an old tune, one that Freddy recognized as his grandfather's favorite! He was so enchanted by the vintage nature of the place that he hadn't noticed Billy ordering milkshakes for the both of them. If Freddy hadn't snapped back to reality when their drinks were brought to the table, he was sure he would have been there for hours.

"Wow! You know, I heard that Fawcett was frozen in time for like, decades, but it doesn't really hit you until you get here. The architecture, the people, the whole vibes of everything you all have around here just scream old-timey. No wonder my grandpa wanted to move here, haha-oh, wait! I didn't mean that as an insult, trust me! Fawcett has a good thing going for them. I just need some getting used to it, that's all." Freddy's nervous laughter eased down, as he wiped away the sweat rolling down his face. He was naturally popular in school and around the other kids, as Billy saw firsthand, but actually making friendships and connections with people took more effort than just being a pretty face. Freddy knew that. He just hoped he wouldn't bite his tongue or say the wrong thing as the new kid in town. A kid from the modern day around kids from the past? Yeah, that was for sure going to go great. "I just need to get used to being in this town...it's all new to me." His voice waivered above a whisper at the end, an unsure look in his eyes telling Billy that there was more going on than on the surface.

Billy took in the nervous expression and behavior Freddy was showing, trying to think of a way to calm him down. During school, he could tell that Freddy needed some fresh air and time to think about his move to Fawcett without being bombarded by all the other kids who kept asking him questions. Billy also knew that Freddy moved to Fawcett because of rather...unfortunate reasons, after hearing the rumors that spread around the school, like wildfire, during lunch. He didn't want Freddy to associate Fawcett with negative emotions, thus, the reason for inviting him to Philip's Diner.

"No, it's alright, you don't have to worry about anything, Freddy. Fawcett folk here understand the odd looks we get from the rest of the world." Billy chuckled, taking another sip of his milkshake with a smile. He didn't get the chance to drink these very often, so the moment he saw the chance to have one again with his new friend, Freddy Freeman, Billy seized the opportunity. Honestly, he never treated himself to anything nice unless someone else was tagging along or if the main reason was in consideration of another. Always the money saver, that kid. "You know, being the new kid in town, being the new town in the world, it's not so different once you think about it. The Fawcett Freeze may have set us back, but we're more than eager to catch up with the rest of the world and stand tall! I promise you, you'll do just fine around here, you just need some time to adjust and breathe the air, and you're free to take all the time you need, we've got plenty of that here. So, even if you stumble or fumble some steps, I've got your back!" Billy shined a bright smile on Freddy, who seemed at a loss for a brief moment.

Before Billy could be concerned about the silence, however, Freddy reached a hand out to the boy. Freddy had his doubts and worries about Fawcett, and his place in this town, but after hearing Billy speak so easily to him without any problem, he felt a little stronger.

Freddy felt...calmer.

"Well, if you say so, Billy," Freddy sighed out, grinning. "I'll take your word that Fawcett rocks and I'll take a chance on being here. I can tell already that you're gonna be a great friend!" The two kids shook hands, feeling a strong bond forming between them. Maybe they'd be good friends for a long time. "But, I doubt I'm ever going to stumble or fumble like you said. I've got the best pair of running legs a baseball field has ever seen!"

"Let's put that to the test then, Freeman! Finish your shake in a quick second and I'll take you over to the local baseball field here. The one over by Sherman Street is great for games!"

"Don't gotta tell me twice, Batson!" Freddy shouted excitedly in response. The change in mood seemed to do him some good.

The two boys then chugged their milkshakes like a couple of starving raccoons, sprinting out the door as soon as Billy paid their bill.

Had the boys left a few seconds later, they would have heard the breaking news alert on the radio, alerting the public to Dr. Sivana's recent escape.

@wolfsbanesparks (Merry Christmas! Hope you like this WIP!)

[chaoscheebs]

It's Midnight, Cinderella, chapter 2

(Chapter 1) - (Chapter 2) - (Chapter 3) - (Chapter 4) - (Chapter 5) - (Fic Tag)

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How did such a good night go so wrong?

Sure, it had been a little awkward at first; Otogi had promptly ditched him to flirt with (admittedly pretty hot) girls, leaving him stranded in a sea of stuffy people in suits he didn’t have the first clue how to approach on his own. But then Seto Kaiba—and boy, was it painfully obvious it was Seto Kaiba, even with the mask—approached him first! Without prompting! Because Kaiba’s apparently into the Ouji look? Regardless of why, it had been… nice. Very nice, to just leave all the drama and troubles and bad blood at the door and talk to him (flirt with him oh god why did he do that) like a normal person. Then it had led to card games in a private room and… Honestly, why should he have been surprised that it was like foreplay to Kaiba?

Leave the masks on, they silently agreed, let’s put aside real life for a while and enjoy the moment.

He could have revealed who he was at any time, but he didn’t. His thoughts were only how good it felt to be in Kaiba’s arms, how good it felt to have Kaiba’s attention on him and solely him for once in his life, how good it would feel to have those long, elegant legs wrapped around him, and thought absolutely nothing about the potential fallout afterward.

In short, Yugi Muto got carried away, thought with his dick, and that’s why he fled home as soon as Kaiba was asleep to go dye his hair back to normal at four in the morning, quietly thanking whatever deities existed that he hadn’t styled his hair like normal and left it in its natural state. No amount of trying out a different hair color would have hid that hairstyle, that’s for sure. Jounouchi’s gonna be upset that the perfect bleaching he helped Yugi with was already being covered up, but better covered up than the alternative.

Shit. The alternative. What was he going to do now, Yugi asked himself, slumping on the couch while he waited for the 20 minutes for the dye to set to be up. What if Kaiba figures out it was him? How is he going to react? Is he going to get fired? Or worse, barred from being involved with the major players in the gaming industry? Is he going to have to focus on the indie scene, or worse, have to take over the game store?! Is it too late to follow Anzu to New York and start over there?

“Yugi? What are you doing up at this hour?”

Yugi snapped out of his anxiety spiral-induced reverie at the sound of his grandpa’s voice behind him. “Wh-what are you doing up at this hour?!”

“I asked you first, m’boy,” Grandpa asked. He gingerly poked at Yugi’s dye-saturated hair, realized what he just touched, then wiped his dye-stained finger off on the towel around Yugi’s neck. “Didn’t you just change this the other day?”

“Oh, I, uh…” Yugi wracked his brain for a quick but plausible answer and mercifully found one. “I forgot I had a piercing appointment tomorrow and want to get this done now so I won’t forget about it being there and get dye in an open wound!”

Grandpa frowned, clearly still suspicious but unable to think of a good rebuttal at this hour. “More piercings? You’re certain your workplace is all right with that?”

Yugi smirked. “I have a company-wide e-mail from Seto Kaiba himself from the last time someone complained about someone getting piercings, telling all management that he, quote, ‘doesn’t care how much metal someone has in their face if it’s not impacting their ability to work, stop wasting his and everyone else’s time with this.’ Saved it to my computer and printed it out too~”

Grandpa laughed and patted Yugi’s shoulder. “Ho, ho! That’s my boy!” He paused for a moment, then let out a bit of a sigh. “Anyway, don’t forget to get some rest when you’re done with this, all right? Staying up all night isn’t good for you.”

“I will, Grandpa,” Yugi lied. Like hell he was getting any sleep when he was in panic mode like this. Thankfully, his grandfather took him at his word, but not without one more worried glance before leaving.

Once Grandpa was out of sight, Yugi started to flop down on one side on the couch, but suddenly remembered the hair dye and caught himself before the wet hair touched anything. His life was difficult enough at the moment; he doesn’t need Mom complaining about dye stains on the furniture on top of it. Again. He settled instead for slouching forward, staring at the floor, until it occurred to him to pull out his phone from his pocket and stare at that instead.

He really should talk to someone about this, but who? Anzu would commiserate with him, but it would be early afternoon for her off in New York; she’d probably be at a rehearsal or something. There’s also Jounouchi, but hearing him talk shit about Kaiba was not what Yugi needed right now. Honda, maybe? Yugi shook his head; they’re close enough, but not close enough to wake him up over this disaster. Bakura’s right out; he’s the god-king of wandering into trouble and making it everyone else’s problem himself. There’s always Hanasaki, he supposed, but he was prepping for midterms or something and did not need this added to his load either…

Finally, he asked himself, Otogi, maybe? It’s his damn fault he was even at the damn party anyway. But no, Yugi decided, remembering the circle of women surrounding the man before he went off with Kaiba. There’s no way Otogi was alone and he wasn’t interrupting that. At best, he’d get an invitation to join, and any other day that’d be tempting, but again, this was not what Yugi needed right now.

Yugi heaved a sigh and flopped backwards, leaning heavily against the back of the couch, head reclined back as far as it would comfortably go. He thought for a split second about what to do, but then he remembered. The hair dye.

FUCK.

He leapt to his feet and spun around to see a great big splotch of purplish pink, then bolted to the bathroom to get a wet washcloth to hopefully clean it up before it set. Dye job first, he told himself, then worry about what to do next. It’s not like he didn’t have all day to figure something out, after all.

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Meanwhile, back at the hotel room, Seto Kaiba was sitting on the edge of the bed, pondering his next move.

He had been sleeping more peacefully than he had in years, but when he turned over in his sleep, his arm fell onto… nothing. The other man’s lithe form was no longer next to him, nor any trace of his warmth left in his place. A quick check of the room and adjoining bathroom proved he was no longer there, period, and a brief check of his belongings showed nothing was missing, save for his mask—he presumed the man grabbed the wrong one in his haste—and, infuriatingly enough, the business card the man had given him.

At least corporate espionage seemed to be off the table as a motive for the man’s quick retreat, Seto thought; with everything that’s happened in his life, a honeypot operation targeting him wasn’t out of the question. Not that he thought anyone would be bold enough to try, with how utterly apathetic he was about… well, being with anyone that way, to be frank.

Which, honestly, was what made this hurt, and what he was blaming for the urge to fight his cynical first impulse to let this matter drop and chalk it up to a passing whim and people being shitty yet again.

He growled quietly, running a hand through his hair. What was wrong with him; why couldn’t he just let this go as an obvious mistake, a momentary lapse of judgment? The man clearly wasn’t taking this as seriously as he was, if the bastard could just run away like this. Still, something nagged at him, something he couldn’t quite put a finger on, but he was very clearly missing something in all of this and it was absolutely infuriating.

He picked up his pants from the floor, fished out his phone, and opened a notes app. He needed a guest list, he typed into it, and started typing out a description of what the man looked like and what he could remember the man saying to him. Also, a description of the man his target was the plus one for, not that he got a terribly long or clear look at him. Still, combined with the guest list, what he did notice could be illuminating. If he could find the “date” that ditched the target, maybe he could get the target’s damned name.

For better or worse, Seto Kaiba was a man who, when his personal curiosity took over, could not be stopped until it was satisfied, and this was going to be no exception to that.

[ohwell-itsme-but-danganronpa]

Kokichi being related to Ishimaru

Apolllo: All the killing games were simulations (though Junko did die. She had it set up that once she was executed, life support would be switched off and a poison would be administrated meaning she didn't have to face them for she knew it would cause despair for them not to get that sort of closure. She made sure her pod was hidden as well). Kokichi got some of his leadership skills from his cousin, one Kiyotaka Ishimaru. They have different styles sure but he still learnt most of his things from Taka. He also learnt some from both Byakuya and the Imposter (who's impressed that Kokichi somehow managed to pick up that they weren't all they seemed). It hurt all three of them though Byakuya is hesitant to admit it to see him in V3 and the way he acted during it. It hit Imposter hard because they were one of the causes behind the tragedy which ended up with Kokichi being captured.

Ves: making kokichi an ishimaru is FASCINATING was he shielded from the grandpa blowback? Apollo: He's shielded dw! Kokichi doesn't tell anyone about their connection until he gets into Hope's Peak and one of them (probably Taka) slip up and mention that they're cousins or something

Ves: being in that family's gotta give him some WILD baggage around leadership, still how's he feel about having a cop uncle Apollo: Oh it really does. Especially when he gets his acceptance letter. He's tried to be his own person but he now officially has a (somewhat) similar talent to his cousin. As for the cop uncle, it's sorta awkward because DICE aren't the most…Law abiding citizens out there Ves: the ishimarus are canonically poor as dirt bc of what happened, but there seems to be a lot of pride in not turning to ~less scrupulous~ ways of earning money. the friction DICE'd cause,,,ouch

Apollo: It's something that annoys the hell out of Kokichi. So what if he's pulling stupid pranks and occasionally petty theft? If the world finds out he's connected to them, they're gonna expect it so may as well have fun. Taka's tried to stop him but it hasn't worked. Kokichi's got it in his mind that because Japan basically hates his family, he may as well give them a reason to hate him for more than any connections he has He almost turns down Hope's Peak but DICE encourage him to go…They regret it when everything happens though He forgives them dw

Ves: 'forgives' implies previous anger apollo don't do it don't break up the clown fambly- Apollo: At first he may or may not be slightly annoyed when he first goes to Hope's Peak because who needs some stupid school? He wants to go back to the clowns damn it! Ves: ohhh i thought u meant blaming them for him getting kidnapped Apollo: No he'd never do that he blames the man who ruined his family's life lmao When he gets out and remembers everything, he's pissed off. In the game he wanted to be someone and he gets out and finds that he basically had been but it turned out horribly The others find out and expect him to flaunt it only to discover how disgusted he is with the whole thing. He prefers his poor clown family thank you very much! He is slowly improving his relationship with his cousin and uncle but it's slow

Me: what if the reason Kokichi is shielded from the association with Ishimarus because he's from Taka's mother's side of the family, and his mom (or it could be dad ig, but I imagined mom) was like "I can't believe my sister married a cop" and kept him away for the most part, not fully cutting them off, but they're distant, usually making sure to meet up without the old man there Apollo: OH HELL YES Kokichi purposely fucks with the law because A) It's fun B) He sees how much the whole distance thing is actually hurting the family C) He just wants attention from them and what better way than to end up at the station his uncle works at? Taka tries to reconnect when he realises Kokichi is at Hope's Peak but Ko keeps brushing him off despite knowing he's not to blame for everything Me: yes, cause, when I said they meet up without the old man, I definitely had them still meeting and playing together as kids, but as they got older they started to sense something is off, and their mothers don't get along as well as they tried to make it seem and instead just tried to still support each other despite their disagreements Kokichi probably had a lot of hand-me-downs from Taka when they were kids

Apollo: Imagine if that ends up making Kokichi feel worse because yet again, he's connected to the part of the family his mother is lowkey trying to make him hate or something Me: I just wanted to be silly and have Kokichi's mom say acab and be the one that gave Kokichi his values when this started Apollo: Kokichi: acab…Got it, time to break the law whenever I can Me: She just disapproves, but still loves her sister and they supported each other through rising kids Apollo: The poor kids [pensive emoji]

[elvenbeard]

Long rambly headcanon post about Kerry's sexuality incoming (because I have been thinking about this ever since I first met him in game and I wanna write it down somehwere).

Disclaimer: this is my personal headcanon. You don't have to agree with any of this, this is for fun and games. If you do happen to agree with this though hmu bc I need someone to talk Kerry with desperately xDD

So, first of all: I think Kerry himself doesn't give a fuck about labels. Too old for this shit, confident in his own sexuality, what difference does it make? Labels are great for those who need them, he's not against them at all, but I don't think it's something that's he's thinking about a lot. Is he gonna put on a rainbow shirt for Pride? Yeah why not, especially if his partner would like to go protest and celebrate togther. But I think it's not a top priority of his (at least not anymore, in 2077, at the ripe old age of 89. A young Kerry living in our times was probably louder and a lot more outspoken, but in this post I'm gonna talk about my thoughts on grandpa Kerry).

So, let's dive into the game. When the topic of Louise came up during my first playthrough (the first and only time sadly, I'd love to know more about her as a character - more headcanons incoming in a minute), internally I went like... what? Where does this come from? Not in a judgemental way, just honest surprise, because up until this point, Kerry had only been depicted as attracted to guys (making the saddest puppy eyes at Johnny, making out with a fan backstage, Johnny's various comments on him, their sexual-tension-filled relationship with each other). Beyond that, what we know from Kerry himself, he seemed to have tried to get something going with Ariel (who I think is a man - correct me if I'm wrong, it's been a while since I played the actual conversation between him and Johnny at the villa and I'm not sure if he mentions Ariel's gender there). In the Temperance ending, if V was in a relationship with Kerry, Kerry will recount his other shitty exes of which at least one was also a man, and in the Sun ending, when his (male) manager calls, V can ask if that is "an ex of [his]".

That being said... yeah, Kerry flirts with V regardless of gender. Why? Maybe he doesn't know that himself, maybe he thinks V is cute, maybe it's a power play, maybe he just wants to annoy Johnny who cannot escape the situation, who knows, anything goes. His whole rockstar persona is this carefree, laidback sexgod thing, of course he's gonna be flirty. He is flirty with the Us Cracks girls, too (at least I'm getting the impression - they definitely are flirty with him and he doesn't mind, but it could also all be part of the show). So me personally, yeah, I think Kerry is bisexual, but with a strong preference for guys (sincerely, me, a bisexual who also has a preference for guys). Maybe Louise was his bisexual awakening, or a once-in-a-lifetime thing that never happened again with any other woman, or a mix of both. See also: Kerry turns a female-presenting V down when things get serious. Flirting is fun, she is nice and kind and into it, so why the hell not? But he's not gonna lead her on when he notices she wants more than what he's willing to give. Friends can flirt with each other without it turning romantic or sexual. And yeah, I think Kerry is generally attracted to people regardless of what's in their pants, but as soon as things get serious he is infinitely more likely to go for a guy than for a woman.

That being said (and now we're back at Louise), I think it's absolutely fair to headcanon him as gay, too. There is so little we know about the nature of his only (canonically depicted, spelled-out "that's my ex-wife" style) long-term relationship with a woman. This is the dark future, where you can genetically engineer your child to look however you want it to look. Maybe Kerry and Louise were just two sad and lonely individuals that were like "let's raise kids together to fill the void in our hearts!" - and, using Kerry's words, that went as well as you'd expect it. Could be that Louise is a lesbian who wanted a family and kids, and Kerry, being a close friend of hers, said yeah let's do it (and maybe I won't be so fucking lonely anymore and find a new purpose in being a father)! And for reason xyz it was easier to raise the kids if they were also married (something something about getting married to be allowed to have kids - I etiher heard or read something in game once about a 1-child-license or something, again, dark future fuckery could be involved here). Also, historically, there are certainly countless examples of queer men marrying queer women to get their conservative families off their backs. With how little we know about Louise, not even how old she was when they got together, it could also be something like that. And (turning back now to Kerry's flirty behaviour around women when someone else is watching) everything else could have been part of the show - for families, for the media, for the public, for the fans, everything goes.

What I'm trying to say, there's hundreds of ways to headcanon a fictional character's sexuality. Maybe Louise and Kerry were friends with benefits, maybe they fell madly in love, maybe there's more women in Kerry's past than what the game depicts (there's countless women's clothing items across his villa - that could be anything from leftovers of wild parties in which he wasn't involved to him taking home groupies and everything beyond that and inbetween).

You could also just say "Kerry is gay cause I say so, that's as deep as it gets" and that is just as valid. Don't be like me and spend your sleepless nights thinking about this because my brain works in mysterious ways. If you wanna headcanon him as gay because it brings you comfort, wholeheartedly, go for it. If you wanna heacanon him as not turning down your female V because it brings you comfort, go for it, by all means! If you wanna headcanon him as cis, trans, everything inbetween, hell yes, be my guest!!

Kerry is a fictional character, he's not gonna be offended or hurt. And every real person who gets upset about how someone else likes to play with their favourite pixel ken doll then, well... touch some grass @ that person. Headcanons do not take away representation from marginalized groups. Block and blacklist what you don't wanna see and move on, it's so easy (and on that note, anyone who wants to be weird or hateful on this post is gonna get blocked, too xD).

As I said, this is all my thoughts and opinions, if you don't agree, that's fair, I get it, I don't agree with 80% of headcanons I come across (not even just regarding a characters sexuality, but in general). But yeh I'd also love to talk if you have similar views on him!

On that note... happy pride xD🏳️‍🌈 be kind to each other!

[compassionatereminders]

one of my friends started talking badly about my other friend because they say they are nonbinary (i'm talking about 1 person but i use they since they don't want to be called a she)

i love both of them a lot and this friend never had nasty opinions before but now she says she never had nasty opinions because she said she was hiding her true opinions because she was afraid she will lose her close friends.

3 days ago she said she is no longer afraid to lose friends if they are not radfems. she said she had radfem accounts (like twitter and on discord i think?) for 3 years (so since she was 15)

i don't get the whole nonbinary thing - by this i mean i don't understand how they feel exactly - their thoughts and their experiences (since i never felt that way) but at least i will always listen and not judge them. not knowing or understanding how someone feels doesn't mean you need to hate them.

of course i will always stand up for my friend and not let my other friend to insult them... but am i a bad person for still loving my other friend? i really want to talk to her, help her to understand that people are different i have known her since i was 14 years old. i hate the things she said but i don't hate her as a person because i think she just thinks this is a "cool way" to stand out. she was always more of an outcast, she is quiet and i kind of think this is her way of "notice me!"

ofc if this friend will act this way in the future i will remove her from my friend circle. i don't support this kind of behaviour.

but am i a shit person for still hoping she will change? because on of my other friends (not the nonbinary friend) said i was a bitch for not just telling her to fuck off and to never talk to me again. the thing i did was - i wanted to talk to her privately and explain that the nonbinary friend still has the same personality - good personality even if they don't want to be called a she and even if they don't want to dress girly (they got rid of old clothes last october and has a new style). and that this is no reason to start hating your friend. but i also told her i believe in second chances and if she will be respectful i'm still here for her. because of this conversation my other friend accused me of being the same trash as her.

why i said i believe in second chances was because my family is extremely homophobic, my grandma, grandpa and my mom are very religious and homophobic. my dad is not religious but still goes to church and stuff like this so mom is happy but he is homophobic as well (and his mom and dad -my grandparents on his side are homophobic too). i was raised up to think being gay/bi/lesbian/trans etc. is wrong while i never insulted anyone over this (it's not in my personality to verbally attack people) as a kid i used to think that you are a weirdo if you're gay/bi etc. Then I realized at 12 or 13 that they are just normal people who just want to live their lives. and i actually even enjoyed watching girls love or boys love movies or series, despite being straight (ofc in secret my mom would kill me if she knew what i was watching)... because to me it was just a love story about normal couples.

now i really think the while day am i really the same trash as her? i usually want to talk to people and solve things. it's not really that easy to turn off my emotions and say from this moment on i hate her forever. we were almost like best friends. i am willing to remove her (as i already said) from my friend circle if she will be like this. but i feel like i don't hate her, i'm mad and disappointed, even sad but i still don't hate her... and now i'm being called a bitch and a trash by my other friend... which makes me feel so bad that i even don't want to see my friends because this friend talks badly about me to others too.

also sorry english is not my 1st language.

I get that it's hard to cut someone off, but you might have to face that this is the kind of situation where your nonbinary friend might need you to choose their side to feel safe around you, and where refusing to do that might have consequences.

[atamascolily]

Lily liveblogs: Thunderbolt Fantasy 4x08, "Reunion"

THE LAND IS CLOAKED IN DEEPEST BLUE.

Shang descends into The Abyss(TM) and going, "what the hell am I doing with my life, why is it always something"

another meeting of the Demon Court with everybody awkwardly noticing their numbers are dwindling.

Azi proposes that instead of waiting for someone else to summon a demon god, they do it themselves and make it humanity's problem.

just then Xing Hai's message talisman shows up with info on the Divine Swarm and chaos ensues

after everyone else leaves, the Demon King's like, sooooo, what makes you think you can win the War of Fading Dusk 2: The Demons Strike Back, and Azi says, "well, I know a guy...."

smash cut to that guy (Locust) learning that his daughter is missing. A lot of angry hairflips ensue.

Locust: "why.... can I not get... these stupid bangs... OUT OF MY FACE??!!!"

just then "Piaomiao" reports in that Chao Feng is in the demon realm, and Locust is all, THAT GOSHDARN KID AND HER STUPID OBSESSION WITH THAT STUPID IDOL SINGER, GAHHH.

In the Shadow Realm, Wasp is attacked by Parasol Lady and we get the epic butch vs. femme showdown I wanted.

the parasol makes sparkling noises by the way!!!

Wasp's arm gets broken and she panics because this is the first time she's ever encountered a situation her strength can't get her out of

but spider saves her!! and gives her a pep talk saying, "look, it sucks, but you gotta stay alive, I gave up being a thief when our boss saw through my tricks" and it's heartwarming character development for everyone

they then team up to beat Parasol Lady which involves breaking all of Spider's bones, ouch.

RIP Parasol Lady, you had a killer fashion sense, and I lament your undeveloped potential, but at least you went out with style

the two of them, limping and wounded, are still trapped in the shadow realm, but at least they have each other! awww.

[Note: having completed their narrative arcs and reconciled their philosophical differences, I don't hold out much hope for their continued survival, but we'll see!!]

I've seen people read this scene as shippy, and I personally don't, but whatever, I guess

the mech is charging in an energy shield (!!!) and Chao Feng wanders off and gets a letter from Lin luring her to a secondary location with promises of being reunited with Lang, but instead she gets trapped, hahaha.

Tian Ming and Mech Grandpa go look for her, only to get attacked by demons again.... but shang turns up just in time!

DRAMATIC POEM ENTRANCE DRAMATIC POEM ENTRANCE YEAAAAHHHH

this time, the mech turns into an amp and Tian Ming hooks up her guzheng and sings "THE LAND IS CLOAKED IN DEEPEST BLUE" while Shang fights and it's FUCKING AWESOME

Lin shows up briefly, just to tease Shang, and then vanishes, lolololol

after it's over, Tian Ming grabs Shang's shoulder and is like, you're not getting away from me again!!!! which is good because these two desperately need to talk

Ansarto is gloating over Lang's cocoon and the demon cop overhears and takes it all out of context and fucking murders him without any warning.

RIP Ant-boy, you had the sickest possible design and I will miss your skittering little legs and scheming

Ling Ya starts screaming for Lang to wake up as the cop prepares to murder him in the cocoon, but I saw the preview and he totally wakes up in the next episode, even if that's one hell of a cliffhanger to end on

speaking of cliffhangers, the preview also has Dan Fei FaceTiming Bo Yang Hou and the mech climbing out of the abyss, so hahaha, yeah

it sucks that the two coolest new demon characters got killed off so quickly in this episode, DAMN YOU TRUNCATED STORY AND RUSHED PACING

if Tian Ming's song isn't on the OST, I'll be so mad

I'm also happy we got a character poem, even if it's a repeat, I missed them!!! they are so epic!

asldgasdlkgjslfakjglsfkjglksfjglkfjglfkg frothing screaming crying even when it hurts me with all the lost potential, this show is still so good y'all

[newkideternity]

The New Adventures of Kid Eternity: Pinned Post

...or, @earlgraytay tries his hand at webcomicking.

When I have pages, there will be links here.

Who is Kid Eternity?

Kid Eternity is a public domain comics character who's sort of the 1940s' answer to Danny Phantom and Fate: Stay/Night. The Kid is a young boy who was killed when the Nazis sunk his grandpa's ship and got sent to a Suspiciously Non-Denominational Cloudy Afterlife. But because he died years and years before his time, Kid Eternity was given the ability to go back to earth and right wrongs. When he says the word "eternity", he can summon the spirit of a historical/literary character and command them to help him.

Because Kid Eternity's in the public domain, he's had a couple different incarnations. From the DC Comics wiki:

Kid Eternity was created by Otto Binder and Sheldon Moldoff, first appearing in Hit Comics #25. However, the New Earth version of Kid Eternity first appeared in Kid Eternity (Volume 2) #1 by Grant Morrison and Duncan Fegredo.

What is this project?

I've wanted to work on a webcomic for a while, because that's the best way to improve one's art. However, any story I've concepted for one is either best told as Not A Comic or is beyond my grasp as an artist. So I figured I'd add a middleman, and redraw a story told by someone else.

The goal here is to copy a few old Kid Eternity stories -- picking ones that aren't flagrantly racist (ah, 40s comics), and redoing the art and the character designs in a style that I can consistently draw.

In the long term, my goal is to turn this into an episodic webcomic series with an ongoing metaplot-- inspired by shows like Teen Titans (2003) and Gargoyles.

Is this legal?

Kid Eternity is in the public domain. Right now, DC Comics is writing stories featuring the character. But there's a bit of a legal snafu: Kid Eternity and all of his Golden Age appearances are in the public domain, but anything DC added is off limits. So I won't be calling the Kid "Kit Freeman", he won't be wearing sunglasses, he won't be associated with the Teen Titans, etc. etc. etc.

Will you ever finish this project?

This is explicitly a hobby project. So the answer is, I don't know. I like to start hobby projects and never finish them- I started this one years ago and never did anything much more than that one (1) illustration up top- but I'd like to get through at least one Hit Comics issue before I throw in the towel.

Thanks for reading, have a nice day.