#I just wanted to see a silly little mystery box show

[pursuecrazylife]

Woke: Elliot looks so much like Daniel, and only shares Maura’s eyes because the writers wanted to lure us into believing Elliot and Daniel are the same person

Broke: Because Elliot is the splitting image of Daniel, Maura’s brain has blocked all memories of them, not because they’re not real, not because she doesn’t love Daniel, but because it would be too painful to even look at her husband because she’s always going to see their dead son in him

[1onelypoet]

stuck by the glue pt2 || op81 smau

a/n: pt2 omggg thanks for all the love on pt1 🩷

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warnings: some slutshaming and cursing

fc: beabadoobe

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f1gossip Oscar Piastri was spotted kissing a mystery girl last night in Liège, Belgium. Many are wondering who his partner is, but as of right now, there is no information on Mrs. Piastri.

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[universallydestinytaco]

The Little Smiling Mermaid (Chapter 6)

🌊 THANK YOU to all my 150 followers! Sorry, I didn’t get to draw an illustration this week BUT the wonderful @oskidontle had blessed me with this lovely fanart of Mer!Pim (thank you again), Please follow them and check out their own awesome Smiling Mermaids AU!✨

Charlie and Mipnessa got along swimmingly enough for two people who just met each other that day…unless, Charlie pondered, if they just-so happen to have already met! Charlie took note of how Mipnessa vaguely resembled the mystery person of whom he recalled rescuing him that morning…and while he wasn’t quite sure at first, he figured it wouldn’t hurt to try and potentially refresh her memory; He also had a string gut feeling that it wouldn’t be wise to potentially out her as one of the elusive merfolk out of politeness….if not being proven wrong and labeled as a silly-hearted daydream-believer. Charlie ran back to his quarters to swipe the green cloak that was left behind to gently fold it up, then he started rummaging through his closet for a perfectly-sized decorative shoebox to place inside of as a grandiose gesture to Mipnessa before running back to bequeath the gift. “Y’know I have a funny hunch that this is something you’d totally look great in.” The flattered Mipnessa giggled in response: “Showering me with gifts already? You must take a fancy to me.” Feeling overwhelmed with butterflies in his stomach, Charlie blushed with a nervous grin. Mipnessa opened the box and held up the cloak, while she admired the deep emerald green shade, she couldn’t exactly pinpoint what fabric was used for it or could she figure out why it smelled like the brine of clam chowder. “It’s beautiful, and it matches my dress way better than the shawl I’m wearing too.” Charlie replied with a fairly obvious double-meaning: “A match made in heaven.” as he held her hand and proposed: “Perfect for an atmospheric afternoon-to-evening stroll, lemme show you to the outskirts of the palace, the sunset views are amazing out there!”

Meanwhile, Alan had just caught up with the rest of the party as an eagerly-lovestruck Pim alongside a curious Glep followed Graham Nelly to the crisp shore nearby Prince Charlie’s castle. “I can’t wait to see his cute face again!” Pim squealed in delight while fidgeting his hands, Alan sternly reminded him with a business-like tone to mask his anxiety: “We’re here to fetch back your cloak, so that nobody could recognize you and drag you back to that toxic, discourse-infested mess of a palace; We also really shouldn’t stay up here for too long lest we want to be some crazed stowaway’s four-course meal.” Pim’s glee briefly turned into annoyance as he was tempted to roll his eyes at his paranoid friend’s repetitive jargon had it not been for the fact that unlike his family, Alan’s “survival mode”-demeanor was out of genuine concern and love rather than blind bigotry over land folk. When the group made it to their destination, they would come to find that much to their surprise, Charlie was indeed out-and-about, bringing an unexpected guest with him for a neat little walk by the sparkling sapphire waves. While the party of sea critters hid behind the conveniently large rock while observing the scene from a far, they all quickly took notice that the lady accompanying Charlie was wearing an accessory all too familiar to Pim, who shook his head in disbelief before taking another look to find that Charlie was clearly flirting with with her as well. While Alan started discussing a plan to swipe the cloak with Graham, Glep took notice how his buddy Pim was doing. “My cloak…” Pim quietly uttered while overwhelmed with a flurry of mixed emotions, flashing between shock, confusion, hurt feelings and jealously all boiling down into unbridled fury. Glep never saw Pim this angry since that time he was just a teenager and his sister Amy tore the lock on his diary and blurted out all his secrets, including who he was crushing on at the time. Something REALLY must have struck a cord with the usually understanding and compassionate mercritter…

Graham proposed: “We could, like, wrangle a bunch of dolphins together to create a huuuuge wave and splash it right on her so that Prince guy can offer to hang it up for her and when they leave we can snag it from a clothes line, concrete plan!” Alan argued in a snippy-yet-monotone inflection: “Yeah but there’s no clothes line anywhere near water, besides, it would take us all night to achieve that plan anyways.” Graham then got another bright idea: “I know JUST the thing, dude. I have in my collection and it’s this neat tool called a grappling hook! It’s what land folks use to retrieve items from far-away.“ Alan rolled his eyes with an exasperated yawn. “Oh really? Go off I guess.” Graham happily explained: “It’s this long-ass stick with a string attached and at the end of the string it’s a hook! and you toss it far enough and the hook catches-“ he was cut off by a loud, panicked gasp from the horrified Alan, who furiously chided Graham while using his claws as gestures to express his disgust: “You keep a literal weapon used for catching and eating our kind?!! What in Davy Jones’ locker is the matter with you?!” Graham casually shrugged, replying: “I’ve only ever seen something like this being used to catch fish only to throw them back, like they kept catching fish but it’s obvious that she was trying to retrieve something she lost down there.” Alan stood there dumbfounded with his left eye twitching for a few seconds, until he broke silence with a sigh with one claw on his face, “Look, It would just be easier for one of us to sneak up to that lady and quietly snag the cloak away from her.” Graham cheered: “That’s it!” Alan realized exactly what he had in mind and groaned: “Alright, I understand now that I have to put my big-boy shell on.” Glep piped up: “Eskewazebewaboyo!”, Pim’s face perked up at the suggestion. Graham agreed: “Hell yeah! They’ll be too distracted to notice Alan, they’ll be all like: Oh, where is that heavenly sound coming from? Ha! It’ll be a synch!” Alan gulped, “Well, here goes nothing.”

During the conversions Charlie ignited while subtly prying for clues, he had realized that Mipnessa wasn’t the mystery critter. First off, she knew how to swim but preferred to go sailing over swimming. Second she does sing but her voice was rather different from what he had in mind BUT she did play the lute well. Lastly and most glaringly obvious of all was that she had just embarked on Eustace’s ship at the same time the rescue took place and was still miles away from Gremblonia. That being said, Charlie was perfectly content with having Mipnessa as a bride, she may have not been an exotic dream girl but she was a charmingly meek and proper lady whose lute could harmonize well with his ocarina! “You know Mipnessa, I could take you sailing on our ship and go on one of my wild adventures out at sea, maybe we’ll take on a kraken or get into a gang fight with pirates.” Charlie proposed in a suave tone, in response Mipnessa sheepishly loosened up the green cloak ‘round her shoulders, replying: “…y’know, maybe I would like that.” for a brief moment that felt like forever, the two locked eyes and gazed at each other’s presence for what felt like forever. As the sunset started melting into nighttime, the most angelic voice made it’s way to the couple’s eardrums, snapping them out of their trance. Charlie started running around frantically looking for the sound as Mipnessa’s curiosity peaked, joining him as she didn’t pay any mind to Alan’s pincer clinging onto the cloak slipping off of her shoulders. Once the cloak was freed from Mipnessa’s grasp, Alan scurried back fast he could before they’d notice. Meanwhile back behind “home base”, Pim peaking behind as he vocalized his feelings with a warm, sweet a capella with a noticeable tang of seductive amour and just a hint of bitter jealousy; This was Pim’s subtly, classy way of saying out-loud: “That boy is MINE, you got nothing on me you basic bitch!!”. Just as Alan made it to just inches away from water, the lobster tripped on a pebble and got tangled up in the shawl and tried to wriggle his way out. Pim took notice, stopped what he was doing and immediately swam to the scene to finish the job.

Just then Mipnessa realized something was missing. “Oh dear, my cloak!” Charlie blushed upon seeing Mipnessa’s curvy frame accentuated by her sleeveless dress, but quickly snapped out of it. “D-don’t worry, it’s probably back where we left off.” Charlie stumbled back to where he and Mipnessa where viewing the sunset, what he discovered was more than just the cloak itself: it was none other than the mystery critter who rescued him, half-submerged in water while clad in a seashell bra, freeing what looked like a lobster that somehow got trapped inside before taking back what was rightfully theirs. Charlie stood there and froze in shock, asking himself if he was just seeing things or he was trapped in some sort of dream, as he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, the mystery critter already vanished. A tinge of guilt filled Charlie’s heart, as he wished he could have apologized for giving her cloak away, but his thoughts broke as Mipnessa was calling for him to return. Charlie ran back and tried to explain what happened but all that came out was nervous gibberish that Mipnessa initially assumed was Spammish, until he blurted: “Damn lobster made off with the cloak!!” while shaking his fist. Mipnessa giggled: “Duke Eustace was right, you are a washed-up mess of a boy!” Charlie once again froze, embarrassed, until she nudged him a with a smile and reassurance: “At least you’re not some stuck-up old prune.”

~ Damien (and the rest of the search party) spent two days looking for Pim with a nagging conscience, he swore to Neptune if he found his littlest sibling, he’d work hard on being a better brother overall. Ironically, he found a patch of sea flowers to rest upon for the night, just as he was about to lie down he saw a short, cloaked figure picking the flowers, presumably for herbal use. “Pimberly, is that you?!” All he got in response was the laughter belonging to an elderly-sounding sea critter. “Oh deary, I’m afraid I’m not the lost Princess, I’m just an old botanist making medicine.” Damien’s heart sank, his pink skin turning grey at the reveal. “But, I have seen Princess Pimberly ‘round these corners.” Damien’s eyes widened with relief, begging: “Please, tell me where!” The old wisenheimer gave a concerning hint: “I’ve seen the Princess swimming in-and-out of this grotto hauling a satchel full of the most WORTHLESS crap!” Damien pressed for more answers: “So, where is this grotto?”

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Chapter 7 Coming August 9th

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Inspired by that one Heart Hunter interaction with Julian, how would the M6 react to a MC who's way stronger then they look?

Btw i seriously have to thank you for everything you do. Seeing you post puts the biggest gein on my face every time, you're awesome!!

The Arcana HCs: M6 when MC is stronger than they look

~ yes. Just ... yes. yes. thank you. and also, thank you for the compliment! knowing that people enjoy my ideas puts the biggest grin on my face too! cheers to you anon - brainrot ~

Julian

He was already very much in love with you before, but DAMN

He does not have enough room in his body for this level of attraction. The first time you display your surprising amount of strength he just about melts into the floor

For such a tall guy, he doesn't have that much mass on him, so having you around is a whole new version of things he didn't know he needed in his life

Pickle jar? He's asking you to open it. Something fell under the couch? He's asking you to lift one end while he bends over to retrieve it

Malak must have dragged his eyepatch back there, silly raven

Any chance to watch you be strong, really

He also adores the chance to get a good feel for your abilities up close, so you can expect him to be a lot more clumsy when you're around

Suddenly he can't step over anything without tripping and falling. He is not safe around stairs, doorsteps, cobblestones, or even that one kitchen tile apparently

He just likes the way you catch him

Asra

They knew post-recovery that you weren't physically weak, but they had no idea just how strong you had gotten

Until he randomly decided to get an overstuffed neon tie-dye couch to go under the window and you managed to get it up the stairs almost completely by yourself

They were completely caught off guard and are now very curious about exactly how strong you are

If you're willing, he'll ask you to lift heavier and heavier things each day until he gets an idea of how much you can manage

They also love to tease, so this is going to be their cue to baby their strong, capable beloved

You could be restocking a part of the shop and he'll take a crate of feathers from your hands and coo at you while he carries it to the next set of shelves

They love seeing you shine, though, so they won't hesitate to ask you for help with something heavy or invite you to try something physically impressive

He just adores everything about you, what else is there to say?

Nadia

The first time she sees your strength her eyebrows nearly meet her hairline. She is very, very impressed

She's stuck between not wanting to make you self-conscious and asking you to do it again so she can watch more closely this time

She'll end up asking you to do it again and then be uncharacteristically distracted for the next fifteen minutes

Will eventually ask why you're so strong

Is it the diet? The lifestyle? The magic use? A spell? The side effects of having the body of an Arcana? Being a shopkeep? A mysterious exercise regimen?

Now that she knows what you're capable of, she'll invite you to join her for more physically demanding tasks

If you didn't know how to fence before, you're about to learn. If weapons aren't your preference, she'll pick up boxing with you

She's not the type to brag but she does like to show off things that she believes are worth praising

She's going to ask you to carry lots of heavy things whenever her sisters are around

Muriel

You have no idea how relieved he is not to be the only significantly strong person in the room anymore

Do you know how awkward it is for him?

Don't get him wrong, he loves to help, but it's a little intimidating when every eye in the room turns to him as soon as someone pulls out a stubborn jar

And it gets even worse when all the attention makes him sweat and he keeps losing his grip

Now he can turn and look at you instead and his hands can stay dry

If you're up for it, he really appreciates the extra set of muscle around the woods. Sometimes the big, old trees fall across the paths, and while he can manage on his own, it's much easier with you around

He secretly loves it when you show a slight competitive side

It's fun to unnecessarily move a boulder across the clearing just to wait for you to not-so-subtly try to lift it yourself a few hours later

He has to be careful though, because he might choose something too heavy and then feel guilty when you pull your shoulder

Portia

Ilya was feeling petty when he stopped by earlier, which means he put a bunch of things on the top shelf again, and she's on her toes trying to reach them because she doesn't like using the stool, and -

Oh, that's so much easier, how are you able to pick her up like she doesn't weigh anything at all?!?

She's read about this in some of the fairy tale novels in the palace library and now she's even more convinced that you came straight out of a book

Mysterious? Magical? A partner in crime? A partner in crime who can dramatically carry her to safety? Be still her beating heart

She will ask you recreate scenes with her out of curiosity. What's it really like to be princess carried around the house? Can you uproot a small tree with your bare hands?

If a shipment of something heavy comes in she'll drag you to the back entrance to see if you can lift it (and to show off who she's dating to the palace staff)

She's also surprisingly strong, so heaven forbid someone ticks you both off during introductions on an ambassador visit. Those handshakes are going to hurt

Lucio

He likes to think that he's the brawn to your brains in your relationship, so when he sees you with both he's not sure how to react

Does he want to test his strength against yours and prove himself? Yes. Does he also want to receive the princess treatment? Yes

He'll go back and forth on how to proceed

Maybe he'll challenge you to an arm wrestle and let you win so you have to promise to protect him if anything happens

Maybe he'll just use his gauntlet to point out that yeah, you're strong, but he bets you can't do THIS (... oopsie)

A few broken tables later he finds that teaching you to fight is much better. He gets to admire your strength up close and still show off what he's good at

He also gets to give back, in a way. You've contributed so much to his growth as a person, now he has the chance to help you flourish too

He will brag about you in every town you stop by until the stories he tells become rumors that turn into legends

You're tired of disappointing new friends when you can't split a mountain in two with a flick of your wrist

[6okuto]

Headcanons about Ais as a biker?? PLEASE

(Ais being the leader of a biker gang (or not), I need this, please)

I'm not sure if I wrote correctly, so I apologize for my English.

BIKER AIS HCS

gn!reader | always nice to see the ts fandom alive. AIS!! and your english is awesome don't worry friend! ^___^

i have minimal knowledge about the intricacies of Biker Gangs And Their Leaders but i get quite a few biker videos on my explore feed!

he wouldn't have one of the silly helmets that are designed to look like a bunny or cat but enjoys the sight of them! especially if you're wearing one. unless you're like, using the bunny's ears to hit him LOL

revs his engine when asked with little hesitation, especially if it's a kid or group of teens because he enjoys their reaction. sometimes he'll tease the person and pretend like he can't, or he asks what he'll get in return. but he ends up doing it! unless their reaction is annoying.

i'm not saying ais would hide his license plate and have strangers signal to him that cops are coming from the sidewalk but i'm also not saying that isn't a possibility? like if that Did happen, he'd give them some sort of "thank you" signal or nod

if he's riding with a group (not necessarily as a leader, just like, friends in a club) i can see him at a red light, running to turn off someone's engine. not out of malice, but because they were both pranking each other or 'fighting' beforehand LOL

if you're able to ride on the bike, he expects you to ask before he even gets to offer the option LOL. if you can't or you don't want to, he's just as happy to talk about his bike, rev it a little, tell some stories and show off maybe.

the thing is when you ask he doesn't give an easy yes. he's like, you know, i don't really take passengers. you sure you're up for being a backpack? ever ridden before? this is a privilege few have etc etc. but as soon as you're a little nervous, he's reassuring you and promising you'll be fine, just hold on to him and keep the gear on

him coming to pick you up on the motorcycle and making it a whole thing of looking Cool and Mysterious. and you roll your eyes like "Wow You Nerd" as if you aren't also a little flustered

cool jackets...ais in a cool leather jacket... the gloves.... i know his ts outfit works for the summer but biker ais has to put away his heavier gear and it's just a little annoying LOL. autumn fan!

you have to be careful about staring at him when he has his helmet on because he can see you while you can't tell where he's looking. "see something you like?" "how long are you gonna stare?" etc.

ais with his sleeves rolled up, smoking, leaning by his bike. yeah. i mean yeah.

goes on long rides by himself to cool off or get a break. he's found a few hidden away places through it that he takes you to. "are you taking me to the woods to kill me" "? there's a cool cave up ahead, what's up with you"

he ends up at a bar with the rest of his club, and he's swirling his drink around in one hand, the other texting you at home. his friends glance over when he lets out a puff of laughter, or if one notices him smiling at his screen, and he hasn't told them about you, but they can kind of connect the dots that it's somebody that they want to meet.

^ especially if he was a leader. like Oh? who's this keeping him amused and smiling? and you know as soon as they meet you they're making jokes and sizing you up. ais tells them to back off while wrapping an arm around you and moving past them woahhh

you hanging out with him while he fixes or works on his bike. you're so obviously focused on his bare arms and the way he reaches for the tool box that when he finally looks at you incredulously, you're just like. What. and he knowingly smirks before laughing like, can you please stop ogling and pass me the wrench over there?

[manygeese]

I wrote something inspire by @huntingrays post about percy, jason, annabeth, and leo on a quest and I posted in a reblog but here it is separately. under the cut

Shoot, was the first thought Percy had when he came to.

The last thing he remembered was going to sleep in an alleyway with Jason on guard duty. Leo had cracked a few jokes about “being used to it,” Annabeth had laughed and said “same,” and they had all conked out for the night. Wait, had Jason gone to bed too? Had they forgotten to set up a guard?

Evidently so, seeing as he was now in a mysterious arena and chained to the wall by his ankles. A quick glance showed that Mr. Guard Duty was in a similar situation, but Annabeth and Leo were nowhere to be found.

Leaning all the way over to his right, Percy shook Jason awake. “Bro. Bro. Bro. Wake up,” he said.

Jason grumbled and wiped at his eyes. “What, dude?”

Percy gestured wildly at the room around them. Jason seemed to understand.

“Oh,” he drawled. “Sorry.”

“It’s alright, man,” Percy sighed, “we just have to find Annabeth and Leo and get out of here.” He stood up, using the concrete wall to support himself. He started to call out for the two missing members of their group, but Jason slapped a hand over his mouth before he could finish the first syllable.

“Percy, don’t scream like that! Do you want monsters to kill us?”

It was too late. Entering the arena from behind some boxes were a few Cyclopes, two laestrygonian giants, and a hoard of earthborn behind them. The giants had stupid, taunting grins on their faces. The earthborn just looked happy to be there.

Even before he got captured by monsters, Jason was having a bad week.

First, he got assigned to a stupid quest when he just wanted to spend his summer chilling with his boyfriend, Leo. Luckily, he got to bring said boyfriend on said stupid quest, but they could hardly spend quality time together while fighting for their lives.

Then, he got another concussion. Commonplace at this point, but he was getting tired of waking up to Leo laughing at him for being a brick magnet.

And because of this, he was feeling a little sleepy that night when he got assigned to guard duty. He told everyone the ambrosia had healed him, and it had, but Hypnos had other ideas. So he fell asleep and got everybody captured by monsters. Wonderful!

“Hello, demigods,” the lead laestrygonian greeted. “You’re probably wondering what you’re doing here.”

Percy and Jason exchanged a look, as if to say “Can you believe this guy? So dramatic.”

Getting nothing but silence in response, the giant continued. “Me and my brother have had a disturbing lack of entertainment lately, so when you and your friends came along, we figured you were the best we could get.”

“What are we, a game show? As demigods, we’re always in Jeopardy.” Percy winked to the other boy. “This is a regular Tuesday for us.”

Jason had no idea what Percy meant, but he decided to go with it. “Yeah, man. Bring it on.”

The laestrygonians laughed. The cyclopes followed suit and the earthborn just kind of stood there. “If you aim to impress us, demigods, save it for later. You’re going to need the energy… if you aim to win a fight to the death!” The leader said the last part as if it was some huge deal, like it was a WWE wrestling match. Or the Super Bowl.

“Okay. Let’s do this, who’re we fighting?” Percy challenged, acting like he was in a fighting game’s idle animation.

“You’re fighting each other, demigods,” the giant snorted.

Jason cocked an eyebrow. “You can’t make us.”

“Oh, but I can!” The monster gloated. “You see, I have your little partners.”

One of the other laestrygonians piped up. “The silly tiny one and the scary one!”

“Thank you, Clyde,” the leader sighed, saying it as though this type of interjection had happened before.

Percy stopped his idle animation and his eyes widened. “Oh. Really? Like, together? In the same room?”

“Yes, really, and yes, in the same room,” the giant answered, the creepy grin returned to his face, if a little confused now. “And if you don’t fight, we’ll kill them both. Whoever loses not only dies, but their partner will be killed as well.”

For a brief moment, a pang of fear stabbed into Jason’s chest. It quickly dissipated when he realized that they were holding Leo and Annabeth together. They were holding two of the smartest demigods alive (possibly ever) in the same room.

“Hey Jason, I still have the deck of cards we stole from that casino,” Percy pointed out. “Do you wanna play blackjack?”

Jason laughed and nodded, knowing that Percy was thinking the same thing he was.

When Annabeth woke up, she was hanging upside down from the rafters of a dungeon. There was a continuous flow of cursing next to her, and when she looked over to the source, she found Leo trying to untie himself.

She laughed quietly, reaching for her dagger. Bending upwards, she cut herself free and landed on her feet.

“Okay, Catwoman,” Leo sassed, his hand on his hips. “Not all of us have funky little daggers and the core strength of a wrestler. Do me a solid and help me out, please.”

Annabeth snorted. “No problem, Batman,”

Leo tried to stay professional, but Annabeth guessed that was hard when your back was making sudden and forceful contact with the cold floor. He let out a winded “oof.”

“Why didn’t you just burn the rope?” Annabeth asked, crouching down next to where Leo was sprawled.

“Oh, shut up. You know I did not think of that and you’re just asking to make fun of me,” Leo observed with a grin.

Annabeth nodded, standing up and looking around the room. There was a wall made of tight knit iron bars on one side, but the rest were solid concrete. Walking towards the rods, she shook them to test their integrity. “How are we gonna get out of here, repair boy?”

“Woah there, buckaroo, aren’t we gonna address the elephant in the room? Or rather, the two human sized elephants not in the room?” Leo sat up and rested his head on his knees.

“We’ll never find them if we don’t get out of here.”

“Fair enough,” Leo relented, walking over to where Annabeth was standing and ruffling through his tool belt. He pulled out a welding mask and handed it to her. After she put it on, he lit up his finger and started melting the iron with the flame.

After a minute or two, in which barely half a foot of the pole was melted, Annabeth started tapping her foot. “Any way we can speed this up?”

“Depends. Are we willing to explode some shit?”

“If ‘some shit’ doesn’t include you, me, Percy, or Jason, I’m all for it.”

Leo got a mischievous look on his face, and Annabeth probably should’ve been concerned for anybody within the immediate vicinity, but she didn’t really care- they were about to have some fun.

Leo and Annabeth were hunkered down at the opposite end of the room from the iron bars. With an activation button in hand, and a makeshift bomb taped to the rods, they were getting ready to blow this popsicle stand.

“Three, two, one,” Leo counted under his breath, pressing the button when he hit the unspoken zero.

The explosion shook the whole room, possibly even the whole floor. Dust rained from new cracks in the ceiling, and when the smoke cleared, the bars were all broken into thirds. Leo pumped his fist in victory.

Running over to the shattered wall and beckoning (an only slightly shaken) Annabeth to follow, Leo tumbled over the gaps in the poles and onto the other side. Eyes darting back and forth, he noticed there was nowhere to go except towards a lone staircase.

“Come on man, this place is gonna collapse, we gotta go!” He hollered. Annabeth chuckled and upped her pace, dashing up the stairs. Leo followed.

“Come on man, this place is gonna collapse, we gotta go!” Annabeth parroted in a stupid impression of him when Leo reached the top of the staircase. Leo mumbled jokingly at her to shut up.

They emerged behind some boxes and a water spout in what seemed to be an arena. At one side, there was a crowd of monsters, fixated on something that Leo and Annabeth couldn’t see. It was a miracle that they hadn’t heard the explosion. “Need another bomb?” Leo asked, already rifling through his tool belt.

“No, no,” Annabeth put an arm around him to keep him from advancing. “Think- we were captured by monsters.”

“Yeah, I remember.”

“And we haven’t been able to find Percy or Jason.”

“Yeah.”

“Those are a bunch of monsters. And they are gathered around something- or some ones.”

“Ohhhh.”

“So how are we gonna get them away from that corner?”

Leo shrugged. “Distraction?”

“That’s what I was thinking. I lure them away, you free them?”

“Aye aye, Captain,” Leo saluted and watched as Annabeth ran to the wall and started climbing up.

When she got to the top, she mounted the rafters and called down to the monsters. “Hey! Help!”

One of the giants- Leo thought they were called lie straight bunions? Whatever, he was just gonna call them giants- turned to the giant next to him and sighed. “Clyde, did you trap one of the earthborn in the dungeon on accident again?”

The other giant, Clyde, apparently, shook his head adamantly.

“Clyde,” the taller giant scolded. “Go let him out.”

“I don’t have the keys,” Clyde lied.

“Oh, fine. You know, if you’re scared of the dungeon, you can just ask us to go with you.” The two giants went towards the dungeons where Annabeth and Leo had emerged, the cyclopes and earthborn following them like ducklings.

Leo jumped when he realized they were headed towards him. Looking for a hiding spot, he grabbed a box missing its top and pulled it over him. Now, he could only hope he blended in enough.

He let out a relieved breath when he heard the hoard disappear down the stairs. Pushing his boxy shell off, he booked it over to where the monsters had been gathered. He sighed again when he saw Jason and Percy, seemingly alright, and… playing cards?

Not wasting any time, he brought out a Bobby pin from his belt and started to unlock his boyfriend’s cuffs. “Guys, glad you’re safe and all, but why the hell are you playing cards while me and Annabeth have to do all the work?” He griped once the chains snapped off. He moved over to Percy as Jason clambered to his feet.

“Because we knew we could let you do all the work and we’d still be okay,” Percy answered, perfectly confident.

“No work ethic in you, man. You hear that, Annabeth?” He called, facing the ceiling as he continued to unlock the chains. “Your boyfriend has no work ethic!” There was an echoed laugh from the ceiling.

The chains clicked off just as he heard the giants climbing the stairs. “Percy, dude, I’m pretty sure I saw a water pump by the dungeons so if you could do your Katara stuff, that’d be great,” Leo suggested. He heard Jason chuckle behind him.

Percy nodded and, from the spout, a thick wall of water covered the entrance of the dungeons. It froze over, effectively trapping the monsters in the collapsing cellar.

At this point, Annabeth called down from the rafters. “There’s a hole in the ceiling we can climb out of,” she informed.

Leo looked up at the wall behind him. He whistled skeptically. “Forget cores, not all of us have the arm strength of a wrestler, Catwoman,” he commented. She scoffed.

“You have a boyfriend that can fly. I think you’ll be okay for now,” she snarked. Jason looked surprised to be mentioned, as if he was just finding out he could fly. Leo hoped he didn’t have amnesia from the concussion he got yesterday.

Jason smirked and scooped Leo up bridal style. “Don’t worry, I won’t drop you,” he said with a goofy smile.

Leo huffed. “You better not. After I did all that work- I blew up a dungeon for you!”

“Thank you,” Jason hummed gratefully and flew up to the rafters. Percy was already three quarters of the way up the wall.

When all four members of the quest party had arrived at the hole in the ceiling, they left the arena with the sound of giants banging on ice in the background. They all sat on the flimsy metal roof and looked out into the stars.

“Hey,” Jason whispered, “anybody remember what this quest was about?”

[nyaagolor]

SV Rivals Headcanons

I did it for team star so this feels only fair. Under the cut bc it's long

Arven:

He baby-talks to his pokemon but especially Mabosstiff. If anyone sees him doing it he will probably melt from embarrassment but it's Fine. He loves cooing at Mabosstiff and squishing its face and kissing its nose while making silly faces. "Who's a good boy" energy

He has dyslexia and is just so so so bad at traditional schoolwork. With all the work he missed he's failing all his classes, but is not really willing to ask for help because everyone knows how smart his parents are. That makes it hard for him because he thinks asking for help means disappointing them. This is especially bad with Clavell, since he's the one who talks about Sada and Turo the most (if Clavell realized this he would freak out tho, he cares about Arven a lot)

(points) inferiority complex. He's so used to being around overachievers that he's overly aware of his "shortcomings" and sees anything less than exceptional as a failure. Being compared to his parents all the time certainly doesn't help. He never gives himself credit for the things he's good at, and beats himself up too much over his mistakes. Boys who have low self-esteem to me

Related to the above points but oh man he NEVER admits when he's struggling. The cocktail of abandonment issues and low self-esteem means he feels the need to "prove himself" by never having visible issues and always working through things alone. He would rather die than cry in front of his friends. Luckily for him, everyone in Team Star is an expert at seeing through emotional facades and catches onto that pretty early so he has a support system that teases out all that buried nonsense and helps him work through it

You know those people who make food and share it with their dog? That's Arven. Mabosstiff is allowed to eat off Arven's plate whenever it wants, Arven spoils that dog rotten. They're rolling out of the Starbucks with a caramel frappe and a pup cup living their best life. Arven also bakes Mabosstiff a birthday cake every year, which is ironic because he doesn't make himself a birthday cake. Anything for Mabosstiff

I know canonically the 'raidon attacked wild pokemon but in my heart it attacked Arven, giving him a scar on his eye that he covers with his bangs. The reason the professor booked it to Area Zero without Arven is less because of the "oh they saw the 'raidon" part and more because 1. It hurt their son and they want to protect him and 2. If the League found out the professor was illegally keeping a mysterious pokemon who permanently scarred a child, they would definitely try and take it away which the professor is terrified of. They didn't explain this to Arven, however, who simply thought the professor abandoned him because they cared about the 'raidon more

Arven is very bulky and very strong. He can bench press more than anyone thinks, and is usually the guy to call if you need help lifting / carrying something. Despite his ability to snap your spine like a toothpick, however, she would much rather use his hands to help and not hurt. Boy who is so so sensitive and sweet

He loves to make cute little shapes with his food and has become absolutely enamored with the idea of bento boxes. Bunny shaped apple slices? Heart sandwiches? Sign him UP. His friends are more than happy to eat all the leftovers and scraps from his culinary experiments, so it's a win win for everyone

None of his pokemon are actually in pokeballs except for Mabosstiff, they're just free roaming. He'll call them when he needs them and they might stay in their balls for a short time, but overall they're more like work partners than pets like Penny's veevees. He managed to win all of them over with food, they just showed up at his picnics and followed him around. It's a good partnership, since Arven doesn't consider himself a traditional pokemon trainer anyway

He doesn't own any social media and is convinced all of Penny's terminally online speak is her trying to hex him. He's very content with this lifestyle and has no desire to learn anything about the web anytime soon. The benefit of this is that he hasn't seen most memes and subsequently finds them to be absolute goddamn riots. The "quieres" meme with a Maschiff was all he would talk about for days because he found it that funny

Nemona:

She is on the edge of her seat waiting for someone to send the "would you still love me if I were an Orthworm" meme to her. She figured out what her friends' natures would be based on their personalities and has a dozen page document detailing their new wormy battle strategy that she cannot wait to share

According to her, the reason she can't hit anything she's aiming for with a pokeball is because her family is descended from the King of Paldea. Because of that, they're subject to a multi-generational wizard curse where their arrows (and subsequently pokeballs) are destined to never hit their targets. No one can figure out if she's joking or not

I'm far from the first person to think this but this girl is autistic. Battling special interest, can't read the room, no volume control, relates everything to her special interest to understand it better, extremely bad at interpreting body language, fixates on tasks really easily, very often goes past her and others' limits without realizing, trouble relating to others, etc etc. Because of her obliviousness in social situations she often ends up being over-friendly to strangers and coming off far too strong, which scares people off

Genuinely, unironically does not realize her parents dropping her off with house staff and never seeing her is supposed to be a bad thing. Her friends are mortified to find out that her parents didn't show up to the League Ceremony when she became the youngest ever champion ranked trainer, but she's unbothered by it. Overall she's less sensitive to being ignored or forgotten or left by herself than any of her friends; she can vibe with solitude

She has a chronic illness. I have not thought too hard about which one but one of them, prolly related to nerve damage of some kind hence the arm brace. It leads to easy fatigue and some dull pain in her arm and shoulder, but the school doesn't know about it because she keeps conveniently forgetting to bring in the paperwork to Miriam. Dendra has her suspicions though

Ngl she gives school mascot energy. She's super energetic, genuinely loves the academy, and is hella tall which is basically a requirement for being the mascot. If she doesn't have the stamina for competitive sports she sure as hell is gonna cheer them on. Cue her rolling up to the bleachers in the most terrifying Pawmi fursuit you've ever seen in your life

Nemona is very very bad at having frank and straightforward emotional conversations but is absolutely SUPREME at cheering people up. Distraction queen. She isn't going to be able to address and solve your problems, but she can turn any bad day into a good one with some ice cream, a smile, and a positive attitude

Nemona doesn't know this but Arven doesn't like her (dw they get better). They used to be neighbors and would hang out as kids. At the time, Nemona wanted to be a pokemon professor-- she was chronically ill / fatigued so her parents encouraged her to talk to the Professor who lived in the lighthouse and maybe become a professor herself. Loving pokemon and being naturally curious, Nemona would talk their ear off for hours, but Arven just saw that as encroaching on the professor's super limited off-work time. He was pretty bitter that this other girl was getting more attention from his own parent than he was, not that Nemona ever realized that. But when the professor got the 'raidon, they became more reclusive, and Arven simply starting ignoring Nemona when she would knock on the door. It took a while, but she eventually got the hint, assuming they had moved or something and simply forgot to say goodbye. Arven is still mad about it all and finds Nemona obnoxious and overbearing, but she still thinks of him as a fond childhood friend, being none the wiser to his distaste for her. Eventually they get better

Her Pawmi / Pawmot was originally a therapy pokemon, intended to loosen any muscle spasms and help with the nerve-related pain in her arm. He's the pokemon she had the longest, but she didn't bother to train him for battle until recently

She's really bad at remembering people's faces, so she acts really friendly to everyone she sees to save herself the awkwardness of treating an acquaintance like a stranger. She also genuinely loves meeting new people and pokemon, so it's not really an act

Penny:

Penny doesn't really have a strong Galarian accent until she's yelling. She sounds like a native Paldean and then gets pissed and hits you with an "OI MATE" with enough psychic damage to kill a man

Her favorite ice cream flavor is "eeveelution sorbet" which is this giant rainbow mashup of flavor. It's lemon for jolteon, lime for leafeon, peach for sylveon, blue raspberry for vaporeon, orange for flareon, vanilla for glaceon, blackberry for umbreon and grape for espeon. Arven feels personally offended by its existence because "it's an insult to good cooking" and tastes like preservatives

In Paldea, "jelly" refers to the fruit spead, but in Galar, "jam" is the fruit spread and "jelly" is gelatin. Penny has been hearing Arven talk about "peanut butter and jelly" for ages now and is dead convinced that Paldeans just have shit taste. No one is aware of this miscommunication and just thinks that Penny hates fruit

Penny hacked the future paradox pokemon. She jailbroke Miraidon and can play compressed midi files on it and change the color of its lights. Future pokemon use super compressed files because things are better in the future and they don't need as much space, so Penny is currently working on getting past that limitation so she can play Doom on the thing

Good luck getting her to show up for class. She'll come and take tests, but god forbid it's a class that cold calls? She will literally never show up. Girl whose participation grades are Zero. Clavell does talk to her and authorize her to have Sylveon out of its ball in class because it's certified as a therapy pokemon, so its usually napping under her desk to help her cope with the anxiety of Being In A Classroom

Penny managed to convince Arven that blue raspberry is a real, albeit rare, Galarian fruit. He actually fell for it before Saguaro explained that she was lying to him. He still hasn't forgiven her for this

This woman vapes u cannot convince me otherwise. She has an eevee-shaped pen and always smells like watermelon. Luckily for her, miss student council president actually paid attention to those D.A.R.E lectures and read her the riot act when she realized what was going on, so she's being forced to quit and is a little bit grumpy about it. Giacomo is likewise disappointed in Penny's choices and has suggested she just switch to weed instead. Penny thinks this is a much more suitable compromise

Her eevee backpack is endless. Penny has pulled out snacks, flashdrives, a first-aid kit, a CD player, a toothbrush, Veevee treats, a cat-ear headband, and a taser from that thing within an hour. Anything you might need is probably inside whether or not it should reasonably fit. Hammerspace type beat

Geeta somewhat regrets hiring her. She does good work and the rest of the staff loves her, but she's also far less willing to put up with office bureaucracy things than any of the other staff and it's gonna give Geeta a migraine. One time Geeta asked Penny to work on a Saturday and she threatened to unionize. Larry thought it was so funny he bought Penny dinner. They're homies now

She can pick locks. Clavell is genuinely and rightfully terrified of her because they both know she can pick the lock to his office and completely wreck the school's security and financial system if you gave her a motive and a half hour

[tapwater118]

pinned post jumpscare blauughh

pronouns.cc

hiya i’m flower!

i also go golf ball, GB, needle, tap water, tap, captain coinpin (<- silly). queer person on the internet with too many names, check

she/her, they/them, che/chem. 21 yo

fictkin with flower, golf ball, needle bfdi (if you couldn’t tell from the first sentence)

i like various things and then will proceed to draw them. big fat bfdi/osc special interest mostly (i am a huge multishipper (based) btw so erm yeah)

feel free to use my art and such as pfps/banners/whatever, just give credit pls

let the record show that i am bad at using social media so uh i am probably a terrible mutual sorry in advance

also if i like over explain something to you please do not take it as a slight against you, i am just autistic (as if it wasn’t obvious)

if ya wanna know more, feel free to shoot up the ask box or dms, i love answering questions. i also like taking requests over asks! just note that it may be some time before i get around to your request

(regarding dms, please come in with something more than ‘hi’. i’m not comfortable initiating conversation with someone im not familiar with.)

(also don’t flirt with me. you don’t have a rat’s chance)

things you’ll probably see me blabber about/draw at some point:

object shows (particularly bfdi, but i also fw inanimate insanity, hfjone, boto, animatic battle, team room 125, orb, burner, object kerfuffle, love of the s*n, ppt2, itft, and others im probably forgetting) (oh and idfb fear garden tee hee)

mario

kirby

pikmin

undertale/deltarune

pizza tower

fnf

homestuck

fnaf

petscop

horror stuff in general

regretevator

to be expanded once i remember more stuff

(art may be suggestively crude in humor but never nsfw)

(also if you ask i can always add tags to stuff if you have something in particular you want to mute, i dont mind)

i am working on some cool projects i think you should check them out because they are cool:

Occasionally Coinpin: hosted over at @occasionallycoinpin. posting coinpin, occasionally (the main reason you don’t see coinpin content here all that often)

Book Askblog: hosted at @twotonedhardcover, where i pretend to be a gay little novel for shits and giggles

Battle for Hopes and Dreams: a bfdi x undertale au that puts the characters of bfdi in the world of undertale. tagged as “#battle for hopes and dreams”

Competition for Fantasy Retreat: a bfdi swap au that swaps characters’ compositions and parts of their personalities. tagged as “#competition for fantasy retreat”

BfDI 1990: an unfiction reimagining of bfdi as an NES game from 1990. tagged as “#BfDI1990” (unreality content warning for this). please note that this is NOT an ARG, there is no game or puzzle to be solved, it is simply unfiction

Tap’s BFDI D-Side: a bfdi d-side take, where characters’ designs and personalities are remixed for something new and refreshing! (based on fnf d-sides obviously) tagged as “#tap’s bfdi d side”

BFDI Redux: a hypothetical bfdi season 6, featuring many of the tpot rejects as well as underutilized veterans. tagged as “#bfdi redux”

OSC horror content: i like turning the silly blorbos into fucked up evil creatures. general tag is “#FLApasta” but each story has its own separate tag (general content warning for these)

other tags i’ll use frequently i think:

“#asks” all the crud that ends up in my inbox and also some very nice things. it is a mystery

“#yap fest” for general inane ramblings. i say some very stupid things

“#ultra yap fest” for long posts, including rants and character analyses

“#slop tier post” art and other things that are generally below a certain threshold of quality i hold for myself. i’m probably too harsh on myself but oh well

“#word salad yummy yummy” fanfic stuff. im on ao3 and wattpad if ya didnt know

“#top tier post” “#all the day every day” “#one for the ages” posts that i really really like. usually from moots

“#literally me” fictkin id posts. you get it. no you don’t. i don't get it either

“#oiny” wife

[honeymochibubbletea]

Hello my lovelies! Everything’s good? I hoooope so!

So basically i just wanted to make a silly post about ☆~Tumblr sexymen~☆ and about Phantasmo: please, mighty readers that might see this post, let’s make a page dedicated to Dr. phantasmo on the Tumblr sexymen official wiki!

And why do i want to see Phantasmo as an official tumblr sexyman?

Very simple, i shall list my reasons here:

His first origin/design was here on Tumblr by Fluffpillow

I want Fluffpillow’s character to be even more popular and that more people love him as much as i do

He checks all (okay, not all but, you all get what i mean) of the boxes as a Tumblr sexyman, i mean come on people! Y’all are sleeping on him!:

He would probably fit into the status of “safe”/“thaumiel” of the tumblr sexymen (correct if i am wrong)

The tropes he would fit into:

Angsty past

Artsy

Bait (come on Fluff, if you see this post you cannot deny that you purposely made Phantasmo sexy. And honestly? That’s perfectly fine! We all love a hot villain!)

British/European…? (This one i’m still not ENTIRELY sure, but he’s very likely to be either British or French… or so i believe…)

Brick shithouse (yeah i know: the name is weird as hell for those who are not familiar with the tumblr sexyman tropes. BUT trust me, Phantasmo fits into this category perfectly, here’s a link explaining better this trope: https://sexypedia.fandom.com/wiki/Category:Brick_Shithouse

Criminal

Deadpan snarker

WARNING FOR THE MINORS: DO NOT SEARCH FOR THIS TROPE, OKAY? Okay… (seriously, don’t search it.) Dilf/Gilf energy

Distinctive laugh

Dominating

Duality

Egotistical

Gay (or bisexual in his case. The “gay” is the name of the trope)

Hot-headed

Intelligence

Johnlocked

Mad scientist (the most obvious one, duh 🙄)

Magnificent bastard

Fangs

Tongue imagery (believe me, this one makes sense because fluff has drawn a lot of tongue imagery of Phantasmo to be just a “coincidence”. I’ll show some older examples):

Mysterious

Nonhuman…? (I’m not so sure about this one because of Victor: Phantasmo’s human past form)

Undead

Neurodivergent coded (because i said so >:3) (ps: it’s just a headcanon of mine, don’t pay too much attention to it)

Perpetual smiler

Tall

Villain

Refined villain

Uniform

And that’s it! Also if someone actually make my dream come true, here’s a little reminder: don’t forget to ask Fluffpillow first if you can make a Tumblr sexyman wiki about Phantasmo, okay? (It’s always important to ask for consent to the original creator for things like this! ;D)

Bu-byeeee~♪

[yuri-is-online]

Just finished Sinostra's chapter myself.... I gotta say though, was a little underwhelming compared to other chapters.... Honestly the entire thing felt like a one-man show by Ritsu + some sexual tension between Taiga and Romeo whenever they interact lol. MC has never felt more like a spectator than she did in this chapter, I was waiting for her to do absolutely *anything* but she really was just... there lmao. Not even hand-holding this time!

Even the Like Dove showed up AFTER mc left, when it was just Taiga and Romeo in the room, and then later again when Romeo barges into Taiga's room - this time mc was there but, just barely lol, the whole focus was on Taiga and Romeo's almost shoot-off, and Taiga's line saying "You really could shoot through my heart"?? And the fact that he sensed Romeo approaching before he even saw him, and so far is the only person who he clearly remembers and freely gives compliments to lol, Lulu is a cute nickname tho.

Regardless, Taiga's strange response to the Like Dove could possibly mean Kaito's explanation about it might not be true after all, since anomalies are still a mystery, wouldn't be strange for false rumors to make the rounds.

And I while I don't hate Ritsu - I appreciate he's a hard worker and tries to make the best of any situation he's put in - I dislike how he really just one-sidedly handled everything in this chapter and only ever explains after they're done lol. The case didn't feel like an investigation at all, Ritsu just pulls some numbers out of the air and acts on them (where is he getting all that data??) and in the end they won against it because it had to prevent a paradox from happening...? lmao idk overall just felt so underwhelming.

Also we never find out what the deal was about the girl in the tower?? Why even mention that detail if they're not gonna do anything with it... An anomaly that was born from the negative emotions gathering in a casino replaces people's memories with a girl in a tower.... My guess is it wanted enough people to "remember" her so she could come into existence? Like Takeru's ghost. I wonder what for though... Will they revisit this or not.....

You could pluck out MC from this chapter and absolutely nothing would change imo because Ritsu was doing everything anyways, only name-dropped mc when mentioning it was an investigation, that's it. While I don't necessarily need her to be the star or a hero, having 0 influence on the chapter is not great writing imo.

Kaito and his silly antics were the highlight for me. And I found it hilarious how him being stripped down and locked up in Romeo's "private office" feels like the setting of any self-indulgent "dark romance" fiction between a rich CEO and helpless debtor who has to cater to the captor's whims lol.

Finally Hotarubi is next, I've been curious about it since I got sorted into it, and want to see more of Haku. I agree he's sus, his dialogue in the prologue if you choose him only highlights the fact. But something about him really compels me

Sorry for the long ask, I have a thousand thoughts twirling around in my mind about TD, it should probably cool down between the entire month that's left before next story update.... but also there's new games coming out next month so hopefully I don't forget about TD completely either lol....

There is no shame in long asks. I'm always impressed at the amount of thoughts my dear anons manage to fit inside the ask box ♡

I also felt like the content was a bit lacking to the point I went and checked Jabberwock's chapter count and was surprised to find it's actually a tad shorter than Sinostra's. I think the main reason it felt so short to me was because I wasn't locked out of progressing this time around, but the case progression also felt much much quicker. If I'm sitting back and evaluating it as a writer, I think that's probably because of the setting being confined to the school and dorm. Sure, a lot happens, but you don't actually go anywhere, unlike in the previous three books.

Our MC has a very laid-back personality, which I don't mind. BUT the game really should allow for the chance for her to work things out on her own, even if she's too afraid of the other characters to verbalize it and keeps them to herself. There are several times in the book when she tries to point out inconsistencies in Ritsu's logic or other evidence she notices, but she's talked over pretty much every single time. It's what made me really hate Ritsu since you did not see that with Ren, Haru, or Towa, but i get that it's sort of tricky when writing more domineering characters to balance not making them overshadow the more laid back ones but still keeping them true to their personalities. I don't think Ritsu would have paid attention to Kaito if MC wasn't there, nor do I think Taiga would have paid attention to Ritsu, but that's just me speculating because the story doesn't clearly communicate it. This book was poorly written, a lot of the problems people have with MC could be fixed with a few additional lines where she's shown wanting to do something but reminding herself she has to play nice with the ghouls otherwise they won't break her curse. Her personality makes sense to me, but her writing does not.

Now. I disagree about the no real moments this chapter but ah. Well. You see. There is something deeply wrong with me so I completely get if this did nothing but disturb you but when Taiga has MC strapped to the torture chair 👉👈

Look I know potentially getting a hicky from a guy that strapped you to a torture chair and just shot you (for the second time) isn't everyone's thing but it is mine I was so well fed this chapter from that alone ( ; ω ; ) AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON HOW HE CALLS HER KITTEN AND EATS THE FUCKING LIKE DOVE??? RAW??? ROMEO ROMEO WHY FOR ART THOU INTERRUPING ROMEO I WANTED TO SEE WHAT HE WAS GONNA DO- forgive me anon I'm afraid I'm most unwell.

Speaking of the Like dove and the memories of the tower. The Tower thing reminds me of rapunzel, especially because she's out alone in the woods, but it feels super out of left field, no? If the anomaly is born from the Casino, which Taiga states "is him," then I wonder if the girl in the tower is representative of something he's forgotten? The chapter places an emphasis on how anomalies can affect memory, so it's not too big of an assumption to make that something must have happened to Taiga to make his memory this bad. As for the like dove... Romeo seems very surprised to see it, almost suggesting he never has before, which can you imagine how funny it would be if it showed up for him and Taiga. They've been friends and business partners for at least two years, I refuse to believe the dove would only just show up now. The image of him just never seeing it because everyone is too polite/afraid of him to point it out is too funny. The dove shows up twice this chapter, both times it sort of read to me like it had been there for a bit before it was noticed and in both cases Taiga reacts to it negatively. Given how paranoid he seems to be, I think it's probably because the idea of him caring/having someone care about him scares him due to the unpredictability of it and the potential for betrayal. He seems to think people only want to use him, so that's probably part of it too. I'm constantly doing way too many lines of copium, so to me the dove seemed triggered by Taiga's interactions with MC but I also see where you're coming with Romeo. Their friendship is much less adversarial than it was implied to be in their little blurbs, and I quite like that a lot. You know even if Taiga seems to think Romeo is always taking away his fun. And what's up with his constant want to eat anomalies, is Romeo not feeding him enough?

Slight correction, Taiga does seem to remember who Haru is, Harry and Lulu are both derivative of their names, so maybe he can only remember people in his year clearly? Or does it also include second years? He sounds very surprised at the concept of a "first year ghoul" in his house so maybe his memories are cutting off everything other than the previous two years...

I also have a bunch more thoughts but I'll cut myself off here ×-× gotta let some of them simmer before I make too much of a fool of myself (I already have)

[ekwallace]

Still working on the self-indulgent Mononoke fic! I had three editing projects due this week, so I haven't had as much time for it as I'd like. But here's the next scene after the part I posted previously.

“We need a room for the night. Me and--”

“Her husband.”

Kayo managed to keep from looking surprised.

“It is easier that way, yes?” Kusuriuri asked once the innkeeper had shown them to a room and gone away again.

“Yeah. That was a good idea. And quick thinking, too.” She managed a smile for him, and he smiled back.

She wasn’t sure she’d ever seen him smile with no irony in it at all. She wanted to see it again. But she probably wouldn’t, at least not for a little while, not with everything she needed to tell him.

He’d been trying to hide it, but the edge of one of his sleeves was red with blood.

“You’re hurt, let me see.”

“You were injured, too.”

“Yes, but you’re bleeding, and I’m just bruised. Sit down.”

He obeyed, but quirked an eyebrow. “Do you always order me around?”

“Only when you’re being stubborn!”

“And do I do that often?”

“Yes!” she said, hands on her hips.

He was trying, not very hard, to hide his amusement. “I am curious to learn what I’m like through your eyes.”

“Stubborn,” she countered at once, and he laughed.

She went to the medicine box, and one of the drawers opened of its own accord. “Oh!”

Kusuriuri craned his neck to look. “Does it often do that?”

“It’s been known to. It’s a good sign! At least this is acting normal.”

“The strange is normal for us?”

“Um. A little bit.”

The drawer that had opened held ointment and bandages. “Thank you,” Kayo told the chest, feeling only a little silly.

“What are you like? You’re brave.” She held out a hand, and he didn’t protest any further, but gave her his injured arm. “You’re a mystery. You’re sarcastic.”

She could tell he repressed a comment that would’ve proved he was most definitely still the latter. “A mystery?”

When she’d blotted the blood away, his wounds didn’t look too bad, though there were a few cuts deep enough to worry Kayo. They looked like they were from shards of the mirror. She spread a generous dollop of ointment on them.

“Well, you seem aloof, but I don’t think you really are.”

She hadn’t forgotten seeing him bloody and shaken the first time they met, nor how she’d wanted to help and comfort him. It was deeply satisfying to tend to his hurts now.

“What am I instead?”

She hesitated, there on the verge of becoming more personal. But she was going to have to, eventually. “I think you feel things deeply. You just don’t show it.”

She wrapped a bandage around his hand, but she was watching his face, not her task.

“Why would I not?”

“Partly you’re a lot older than you look, and you’ve learned to stay calm on the surface. And maybe... maybe it’s to protect yourself, too.”

He gave a nod she might’ve missed if she hadn’t been paying attention, more a dip of his lashes than a bow of his head, looking not quite troubled, but not completely unruffled, either.

This wasn’t the closest they’d ever been, but it was the first time she’d felt as if she were allowed to watch him so closely. The lavender coloring his upper lip must’ve been tattooed--Kayo had wondered about it more than once--for even with all the other markings gone, it was still there.

It still irresistibly drew her eyes, too.

“And you’re beautiful,” she said, and was delighted and shocked to see his cheeks go pink.

“Don’t tease, Kayo-san.”

“I’m not! Don’t you know what you look like?”

“I am nothing special.”

She snorted inelegantly. “I’ve heard you say that before.”

She finished wrapping the bandage and secured it, and he flexed his fingers, testing the motion, then nodded. “Thank you. Now let me see your ribs... and do not make me call you stubborn.”

“Oh, fine.”

His touch wasn’t impersonal; she knew from how he wouldn’t meet her eyes, and the idea of him being shy of her was so odd and strangely charming that she forgot to be embarrassed. He was brisk and competent as he pressed carefully along her sides and noted when she winced.

“It’s likely your ribs are bruised. Not broken, because that would hurt much more. You should--” He stopped himself, blinking, as if he’d been speaking on pure instinct and only just heard exactly what he was saying. “You should move around, but gently.”

“You’re a healer.”

“Yes. In a small village. I can almost see it.” His expression softened with affection. “I’m sure it would seem quaint to you.”

“Maybe. Or maybe you just lived there a long time ago.”

“That seems right. Something happened...” He broke off again, and suddenly she knew that he wasn't in the room with her anymore, not in spirit. He stared not at her but through her, at something that made his eyes go wide and haunted.

“What is it?”

“I don’t... I don’t know.” He closed his eyes and gave his head a sharp shake. “It was just a flash of something. Fire, I think.”

“I’m sorry! Here, sit down.” She took his hand and led him to the kotatsu in the corner, dropping down next to him. “You don’t have to talk about it.”

“Don’t I?”

“Well. Not now.”

The innkeeper knocked then, bringing tea and a simple supper. Kayo was glad of the time it gave her to think--she had no idea where to start telling Kusuriuri everything.

[cuddletime-blog]

LBC Valentine's Day Poems (2024)

Valentine’s Day Poem for Alkaid

Love is like breezy, spring bike rides by the ocean.

You make me feel like peaceful days with you

could stretch on and on for the rest of our lives.

Now, I won’t think of spring days

in the same way I once used to.

I just want to fill up my youth

with lovely spring days with you.

I just want to smell the roses

like I never have before

and lie there on the grass daydreaming

or I could gaze up and study the stars in the night sky,

wondering how lucky I am to have met you.

It’s no mystery how I feel about you.

I only know that I love you.

The truth isn’t all that hard to find

when I know that I want to be with you.

Valentine’s Day Poem for Clarence

How do I write the perfect Valentine’s poem

for a serious scholar?

Goodness only knows.

All I know is that you are reliable when it counts.

You are like autumn days,

everchanging and mild.

Warm and cold,

the in-between of changing seasons

You are like winter days,

cold but calm like the pure snow

gently falling.

Even the river leads to somewhere calmer.

I hope you find your waterfall

and can let yourself go where your heart belongs.

I know you’ll reach for your dreams,

but I hope you’ll get everything your heart wishes for.

I hope you can be true to yourself.

It’s fine to have flaws too.

Even a mountain has its rugged edges,

but the view from the top may the most beautiful scenery.

I hope you remember that I’ll be there for you when you need me

and I’ll still be by your side on any journey.

Valentine’s Day Poem for Ayn

You are like a box of chocolates,

a surprise each time.

You are like all the songs on a CD.

No song is the same,

but each one is a treasure.

I hope you’ll enjoy the little things

and just live the way you want to

regardless of what anyone else thinks.

Life can be any adventure you choose

and our story is just the beginning.

No chapter is the same.

So I’ll take your hand and you can take the lead.

Lead the way and I’m confident we’ll still

someday reach our destination.

We’ll encourage each other

and bring out the best in one another.

Valentine’s Day Poem for Lars

No words might be enough to

describe exactly what you are to me,

but I like imperfect things just as much too.

You are honest with me.

I like how you really know

how to seize life and how you take the time

to show me the good things in life

so I don’t miss out on anything even though

I’m taking my time catching up to you.

You’re matching your pace with mine

and gradually, before I even notice,

we’re just walking side by side.

I have confidence in you being able to

do anything your heart sets on to do.

I like both the confident business leader Lars

and the silly, jokester child-at-heart Lars.

Whoever and whatever you are,

I can’t thank you enough for just being yourself. 

You make ordinary days seem amazing

no matter what we’re doing.

You’re like the sun of my universe

and I hope you’ll have all the best in the world and more.

I hope we can see more of the world,

seize the best in each day,

and find the best of what life has to offer together.

Valentine’s Day Poem for Cael

No masterpiece is simply a masterpiece

Just because it was one in the first place.

Each piece has its merits and its admirer.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

I want to see past your walls,

to see the whole picture and not just the pieces.

I’ll climb the walls if you just let me.

I want to show you that the world

is much bigger, wider, and better than we ever knew.

You are only seeing things from a certain perspective.

Perhaps you are missing some of the details.

You are not alone

because I hope you remember that you have me too.

I’ll still be here when you’re ready to talk again.

I’ll listen to your whole story

so all you need to do is to be ready to show me

what we really mean to one another.

[janitorsbroomcloset]

COVER INSPO: I LOVE AMY

Hey guysss :D I'm making a little comic/story (can only be accessed on Wattpad [ik it's a cursed place..]) and wanted to show you a little preview of it :3

Chapter One. 💌

"To Michii..."

"So why do you think Octopi have 8 hearts?" 

"I don't know...maybe because that's how they're made?"

A petite, cotton-candy haired girl shoves a mysterious girl away teasingly with a gentle arm. Startled, the girl responds by jumping slightly but her expression softens with the sight of her friend's smile aimed at her.

The girl who resembles cotton candy fixes a strand of hair that falls onto her face swiftly. Michii, a 16 year old girl who works at her folk's book shop, loves to have her usual walks at the park with her beloved best friend, Octavia, a girl relatively the same age as her who plays in a band as a gig. Each of them depend on one another as well as care for another, despite the lack of common interests, Michii treasures their friendship as unique and unforgettable.

"No, silly! It's just in case if their heart breaks, they have an extra 7!" Amused by this, Octavia rolls her eyes and laughs at the adorable response. "We should get going, you're gonna open up the shop soon, right?" Octavia mentions as she sits up from the bench they had been sitting on for 30 minutes, she groans from the pain of her back as she stood up. The bench was uncomfortable and wet from the rain the other night, but anything to have a break from all the walking, right?

Michii follows alongside her and clings onto Octavia's arm, knowing that she usually does this, it doesn't bother her in the slightest. Michii yawns, making her form a tear in her eye to which she gently removes the tear which fell from her cheek. "Someone's tired." Octavia noticed and Michii and laughs, "Yeah, I guess I am a bit. They said there would be a delivery of books last night so I stayed up late waiting, but they never came!"

Feeling concern, Octavia lifts an eyebrow and her expression forms into a worried one, she asks, "You gonna be okay? I can help you out at the shop if that makes you feel any better..I don't have anything better to do anyways, it's a Sunday and you know I-" Before Octavia could finish her sentence Michii laughs and continues, "You hate Sundays, I know, I know. Fine, then, I'd like the company anyway." Michii's signature smile returns accompanied by a glow in her eyes which mesmerises Octavia, making her look the other way to avoid Michii from seeing her go red. 

💌

The entrance door of the bookshop opens, welcoming the two with the ring of the tiny bell on top. The library stood there motionless yet meaningful and full of life, containing countless of stories in the form of books, each one with different colours and sizes. The homely library was small but it doesn't hide the fact that it was a sanctuary for both Michii and Octavia.

Octavia captures a stack of boxes at the corner of her eye and inspects it. "Hey, aren't these the books you were talking about?" Michii turns around without no hesitation as if she were a child hearing the ice cream truck come crossing around the corner. In a similar way, her eyes widen and she squeals with joy, opening her arms and tossing herself on the pile of plain boxes. Before even trying to warn Michii about getting hurt she's already body-flat against the cube cardboard objects. She struggles to get a sentence out due to the pain she put herself into, "I'm okaaaaay..." She manages to say. Octavia rushes to help her out and eventually her tiny companion is standing on her two feet once again. "You are so stupid, sometimes, you know that?" She flicks Michii's forehead gently, leaving Michii with an offended look glaring back at her. "I'm not stupid! I'm just...um-" She attempts to find the words to defend herself but it seems to not be working. Octavia can see this. It's a sorry sight, she thinks to herself while smirking at her little gremlin. "I am educated!" She finally says, but turns red as she realises what she said does not correlate to the situation in the slightest.

Michii looks down at the floor, metaphorically hanging her head in shame until she spots a note on the floor. It reads, 'To Michii.' 

"To Michii..." She reads quietly to herself, picking up the fraying note and glossing her fingertips over the dry ink. The handwriting is legible but she has no clue who's handwriting it belongs to - she tries to trace back her memory, hoping she would find an answer. But nothing. An atmosphere of silence entered the room. Octavia has now busied herself with plucking off specks of dust from some of the boxes and rummaging through the contents.

Octavia trails her friend's steps, immersed by the sudden change of emotion to down-right confusion; breaking the silence Octavia questions what that note is from. Still trying to figure out where it may have come from, Michii faces to Octavia still keeping her eyes on the note and shrugs. To solve her ambiguity, Octavia suggests, "Maybe it was stuck on those boxes to show that they belong to you. Nonetheless, you should probably keep it."

Thinking on the reasonable response, like the blink of an eye does Michii snap back to reality and looks up at the being above her. "Yeah, you're probably right." She puts the note inside her pocket in case of future use.

"Let's go get sushi on my break, I have a strong craving for it."

"What's with you and fish?"

"Octopi aren't fish!"

End of Chapter One. 💌

[selinascatnip]

Bubble dk? Pretty please

Bubble - They try to have sex when one of them are sick/injured 

For anon

Post-canon

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Everybody had a go teasing him, and in Dick’s defence he had take the roasting like a pro. It isn’t like his family didn’t already found any reason to poke fun at him, it came with the job title, title that had been more freely used lately. He had teared a little bit when Rachel’s college contract arrived listing him as her legal father, and nobody believed that he had just sneezed a little too hard when he heard referring to him as ‘dad’ in a passing conversation with his new friends from The Red. 

But when you are a former circus boy, current acrobat super-hero and the way you get your wrist broken has nothing to do with fighting crime, but tripping on a mysterious piece (of the concerning numerous mysterious pieces) of the crib you had been trying to put together – despite you pregnant wife’s insistence that you could simply pay a professional – in preparation to the literal baby of his dreams... Public humiliation is justified.  

The immobilised wrist was a bother, but since Bruce had trained him to be ambidextrous it could be worse, and the pain didn’t even made to this top 50. 

It was nothing, really. 

Nothing. 

Until... 

“What?” a dazzled Kory asked as he suddenly pulled off and huffed in frustration. 

“My damn wrist.” 

She blinked away the fog of arousal and arched forward reaching for him with concerning eyes. A drop of sweat sliding from the valley of her breasts to pool on top of her barely showing baby bump. 

“Is it hurting? Do you need to stop?” 

“No, not it’s not hurting, I just... I want to touch you and I keep forgetting I can’t, it’s stupid.” 

Kory let out a breathy laugh and pushed him off her completely, Dick’s back hitting the bed, and she hoisted herself up, straddling him and losing no time by taking him back in. 

“Impatient,” he mumbled when she started to ride him in a slow cadence. 

Kory giggled making her walls flutter around his deliciously and Dick moaned softy which made her glow with pride and ride him with more purpose. He pushed himself up with his good arm, and kissed her. He would never get over how wonderful she tasted, how satisfying was to suck her full lips until they became more juicy and plumpy. How everything about her was too much, so more than he deserved and yet he was never done, he wanted her for so long, and so much it drove him a little crazy to think about, and now he had her... 

“Kory,” he whined, and she stopped when they where just about to reach the edge, a moment in which he usually tried, with large success, pull her with him by massaging her clit, but to do that now he’d have to lie down... 

Seeing his frustration, Kory gently picked his injured hand and kissed the tip of his exposed fingers, than the plaster glove over the silly “if lost return to Kory” text surrounded by doodles. 

His chest felt tight with something that was greater than the lust, something more powerful than destiny. 

Dick opened his mouth to say something, but there were no need to say anything. Kory was the wisest person he had ever met, she had him all figured out. 

She put his arm around her waist, resting it safely around her hip, and grabbed his face with both hands, resting their foreheads together and started moving again, now, she wouldn’t stop. 

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[popculturebuffet]

Thomas And Friends Retrospective: Thomas and the Magic Railroad Theatrical Cut (Commission for Lachie V)

Hello all you happy people and i'ts back on the train gang for more Thomas the Tank Engine

For those of you just joining us, a recap: For the past year and a half or so, i've been covering the first five seasons of thomas the tank engine on and off for @lachievpoststhings, who comissioned these as a fan of the franchise to get an outsider's perspective and hopefully get less jokes about Henry being walled up for always and always. Your free to jump in here and i'll have a post of the restrospective so far soon after this review's finished.

The basics are one day the good Reverend Bawldry, a longtime railway enthusist, made a bedtime story for his son about trains with human faces, kept making more as the kid loved them, and eventually turned these stories into a series of succesful books. Decades later in the 80's, up and coming exec Brit Alcroft seeked to adapt these books to screen and using amazing modelwork, velvety narration from Ringo Starr, George Carlin, Micheal Angelis and more across both ponds, Thomas became a massive success. While his US airings needed a wraparound, it got one in the superb shinging time station, your standard "kids learn lessons in a place" show, except this one has a magical tiny george carlin named Mr Conductor who shows up to give advice and schemer

This glorious large ham cooks up halfbaked schemes, is distrusted by children, and makes every episode better just by existing.

So with this success Brit Alcroftt decided to take her big IP to where all big properties go: the big screen. Luckily for her Barry London, head of Paramount at the time, had a daughter who loved Thomas and greenlight the picture in 1995 with a deal inked by 1996 and a script on the way. Unluckily, sometime after London left the studio and the project was canned because new studio heads are vindictive bastards. See how Final Space was canned after a studio change and goofy movie was given NO advertising after the exec pushing for it left. Thankfully after a false start elsewhere for Alcroftt, she decided to self fiance, finding that the Isle of Mann offered tax breaks. Helping was that London landed at another studio, destination films, so with their major backing and the isle of man cut the film was good to go.

So with that the film got underway and as far as I can tell it was MOSTLY smooth apart from a mishap with a James model.Post.. was a diffrent beast. The film had drastic changes done to it after a test screening caused Execs to panic: they changed most of the voice cast since the voices for most of the main cast were seen as "too old" and the one for one of the big bads, Disel 10 "too scary". That'd be bad enough.. but then they decided to ax an ENTIRE CHARACTER, PT Boomer, who served as a human antagonist.

Shockingly the excutives doing a power meddle did nothing to actually salvage the film: it bombed at the box office, closed the door on any future thomas films and ended Britt Alcroft's time at her own company.

So that leaves us with some questions: Was the film THAT bad? Was the original cut, which we now have thanks to a blu ray specail edition in workprint form, any better? Was their any salvaging this mess or was it always a silly engine? and why was schemer left out?

While i'll never be able to figure out that last question, the rest I hope to answer by tackling both cuts in their own reviews. I'm tackinlg the theatrical first as while it's the second cut, ti's the one most people have seen and i'm not watching the work print till the review of the theatrical cut is finished as i'm judging it as most people watching it would: this is the version that's most complete, wildly avaliable and that most people have seen, so I want to view it on that merit, albeit with the understanding it was cut up quite a bit, so I am giving it a little leeway.

So join me under the cut for the maddening mysteries of the theatrical cut of thomas the tank engine. I warn you the film your about to hear about is nigh incomprehinsible, quite mad, and has alec baldwin acting like h'es taken all the drugs in the world. You've been warned. Let's begin.

So since i've already covered behind the scene's let's jump into the mishmash of scenes hastily cut together then horrifyingcally stitched back together by the studio. Because "Plot" is being more generous than this cut deserves.

So the film follows the fate of two worlds: the world of Shining Time Station and the world of Sodor where thomas and friends live, the two ends of Mr. Conductor's universe. What does that mean?

I think it's supposed to be metaphorical like saying my world.. but having a magical being say that and say that about two parallel worlds is just confusing. Did he create Sodor? Did whatever race the mr conductors are did? This is more confusing than a film about stupid train children should be.

This is also the film's approach to it's world building as a whole: just throw something in that's confusing and hard to parse, never fully explalin it and walk on to the next bit of insanity. I'm not asking for through, complex world building from a Thomas the Tank Engine film, i'm just asking for a world where any of the magic you set up makes any sense.

The two shows this comes from don't have this problem. There is weird shit in both universes.. but both universes are consitent. Sodor is a british island, exists in the 1920's, and has a massive railway ran by Sir Topham "The Fat Controller" hat. The trains all have faces and are wholly sentient and are still treated entirely as trains. That's.. it. It's just the 30's but with sentient trains. It takes getting used to, they cause tons of accidents and weird shit happens.. but it's simple.

Shining time has more magic and what not but it's still consistent: Mr C is a magical entity of some kind with a vast family, he lives in shining time but can travel the multiverse and visits sodor frequently, bringing back it's stories for the kids he mentors. There's also magical puppets in the jukebox. Neither thing is explained, but we really don't need one and how both Mr. C and the PUppets operate is consitent.

The film.. is as consistent as a Warner BRos Discovery exec. The film just sloppily stiches a bunch of magical concepts and cliches together , expects you to just accept it and move on. The problem is unlike thomas and shinging time, it piles so shit on that you have no choice but to ask questions. And yes im aware i'm not the film's target demo.. but the film's target demo, younger children.. still deserve some respect. Shining Time and Thomas never fell like they think the audience is morons and you should never treat children like idiots just to justify your sloppy plotting. And chidlren aside..adults still had to take their kids to this. 5 year olds can't buy movie tickets.. well they can but the theater has to be pretty fucking neglegent. The adults who were kind enough to take their kids to see this didn't deserve to have a confusing mess shoved on them.

Speaking of a confusing mess let's get back to the film. The Film has two major storylines across the two worlds which quickly overlap:

ON earth curious city kid Lily Stone, played by Maura Wilson, is sent to vist her grampy burnett, played by Peter Fonda who to his credit takes the roll seriously. Burnett has an assitant/sidekick/local orphan boy named Mutt who, given the two minutes i've seen of the workprint, marries her in that cut but here is just kinda.. there so Peter Fonda can explain his train backstory: he was once the conductor of Lady, a magical train that could cross betwen worlds and i'm just going to go ahead and get this started

Things the Film Just Wants you To Accept: 2

Lady was injured by Disel 10 , played by Neil crone. I'll point out the original actors when I do the workprint if you were curious. He's an evil Diesel who has a grappling claw and a confusing world domination plan. Burnett's spent his life trying to fix Lady with no luck.

Meanwhile on Sodor, Sir Hatt is going on vacay so he asked Mr. Conductor to go watch his stupid train children for him while he's away. We have a new Mr. C in this film I assume, as while the film never explains it the series did expalin it's swapping mr c's with Ringo Starr's versoin being the cousin of his succesor, the george carlin one. So I assume this is also a cousin as Mr. C also has one he also hands his hat off to. More on that towards the end and more on the ocusin in a bit. Point is new mr. c is played by Alec Baldwin.. and baldwin spends the whole film acting like he's tripping balls. Baldwin is hamming it up so hard trying to be a chldren's character he comes off like Mr. C took enoguh coke before comming to sodor that he dosen't come down for TWO DAYS. Baldwin mostly acts hammily, hyderactively and goofily. It dosen't work on it's own as it's way too over the top even for this film and trying way to hard. It is however a nice jolt of hilaroius nonsense in a film that's mostly confusing nonsense.

Anyways Mr C soon has a problem :his sparkle, his magic dust, is running out. And apparently if it runs out , the magic of sodor and shining time both dies with him. Or something.

Things the Film Just Wants you To Accept: 3

He dosen't notice at first, being late while Thomas and Friends deal with normal business: Thomas is just a tad late, and Gordon, the biggest engine, is being a pompus asshole about it. Gordon is also played by Crone, who adlibbed msot of his lines for both Diesel 10 and Gordon, to the point one line later in the film is just gordon lapsing into a rant about how clever he is, how smaller engines can neve rbe useful, and how he's the best. He did it, he broke Gordon down to his bare essentials.

The two are soon confronted by Disel 10 who someone passed the background check and unveils his plan: he's going to find and kill lady, which will destroy all the magic in sodor and some how make him god emperor of all trains.

Things the Film Just Wants you To Accept: 4

First he plans to kill all the trains and ambushes them at night. Mr C finds his magic isn't working which isn't good. His escape plan is as diabolical as it is horrifying: he's going to poor sugar in disel's gas tank.. by waving a bag of sugar at him

Things the Film just Wants You To Accept: 5

So Mr. C heads off on an epic quest to find his magic, facing off with goblins, a wall of hands, a bog of eternal stentch, chily down with the fire gang and the most dangerous foe of all, David Bowie's Crotch. And I just described Labyrinth because Mr. C's quest amounts to "Dick around looking for clues and get kidnapped by a train" and i'd rather be talking about Labyrinth again... so let's do. Having relistned to it thanks to my nephew putting it on a playlist while I was in the car, i"ve come to realize I was WAY too hard on chilli down. While the actual musical number hasn't aged great the actual music is a fucking banger, having a nice surreal feel, the best drug trip song that's ever drug trip songed. Good stuff.

So back to my neverending torment Mr. C has a nap/is barely concious after Disel nearly threw him off a bridge this time so he has a prophetic dream

Things the Film Just Wants You To Accept: 6

Yes apparently in this time Alec Baldwin is the Kwisatz Haderach

He sees a future where due to him being absent shining time has closed down. The kid are gone, Billy was replaced by a terrible actor, and Schemer is seemingly dead. Wait.. that all happened in the main timeline. How is he sure the interstellar jihad the end of shining time is something he can stop?

Well he isn't so he calls his cousin Mr C Junior for help. Sadly this dosen't mean we get Ringo Starr or George Carlin but instead Micheal E Rogers. While his agressive scottishness is charming, he can't save this character as Junior is just kinda annoying at best. He ALLGEDLY has an arc where he learns his lesson and becomes better.. but he's really just a dumbass who wastes all his uncle's dust and his own remaining dust. He's only here because SOMEONE has to bring lily to Sodor

So before we get to that, let's catch up on everyone else. Burnett's dog is apparently also injesting spike and thus makes sure LIly ends up at shining time and sees Junior briefly. She then gets settled in with grandpa bonds with Dodger, just kinda putters around and...

FATHER THE SLEEPER HAS AWAKENED okay so stupid train children next. For a Thomas the Tank Engine movie the engines.. really don't actually do much in the plot. It's something I didn't notice in the film itself as the cut tricks you into THINKING their doing more than they are, cutting to the engines every few scenes as thomas tries to find Mr Conductor and stop Disesel 10 and his two comedic minions I haven't mentiond till now , who Disel sends to find the magic railroad. They do. That's it.. that's all they've done all film.

So we instead get a bunch of scenes of Thomas saying he's going to do something then just.. I guess doing something. We get bits of James and Percy who were originally voiced by Micheal Angelis, but instead replaced to get younger voices.. and instead got voice actresses who didn't really try to make thems ound masculine, resulting in Gender Flip James and Percy. James in paticular sounds like a dikensian orphan. I will say Eddie Glenn does a really good job at thomas but he and Neil Crone are the only ones who really get their rolls right out of the voice cast. I don't doubt these va's are good nor judge them for this: they werne't given much to work with, with Crone given nothing to work with and simply improvising, and were likely given little time to prepare given the rushed production schedule for the recut.

The most Thom=as contributes is loosing a truck, that will be important later, and figuring out that Disel's after the buffers which somehow allow people to travel on the magic railroad.

Things This Film Just Wants you To Accept: I"m So Tired

He finds out too late but thanks to Junior who brought a child with him because fuck it, they find thomas' missing truck and thomas and Mara Wilson go back to reality. A bad model of Thomas the film expects us to think is anywhere near acceptable

Things This Film Just Wants You To Accept: Stupid Train Models are for Cattle and Loveplay.

We do get a clever solution to the lady thing.. even if we never really get Burnett's backstory as that was cut because reasons. Since they have Sodor coal Lily suggests using it and I like it: it's a symbol of lady being both of this world and sodor. It's kind of cool in af ilm tha'ts mostly just confusing.

So lady returns to sodor, though Mr. C still thinks he and other Mr C who was busy telling Sir Topham Hat to go fuck himself and nearly getting murdered, using the last of his magic to save james, are dying as they still need that sweet sweet smack. I mean sparkle.. which is magical smack so it's better.

Before they can fix the crisis though Disel 10 shows up and we get a hilaroiusly green screneed ifnal chase as Burnet taunts his nemisis the sentient train. The chase scene.. is hilarously, horribly modleed and fun to watch. lady naturally wins, Disel 10 is left in the sludge but apparently comes back, and it's a happy end as Mara Wilson mixes well atter and railroad shavings to somehow create magic dust.

Things This Film Just Wants You To Accept: LONG LIVE THE STUPID TRAIN CHILDREN

So Mr C pases the cap on to his nephew who decides after his near death experince to man up finishing his nonexistant character arc. Mara wilson and co return home, the day is saved and the film just sorta ends.

That's.. the theatrical cut of Thomas and the Magic Railroad and as you can tell I was not a fan. It's entertaining for the most part and delightfully insane but i't sincoherence makes it REALLY hard to enjoy a lot of the time. As a Thomas film Thomas is barely a facotr in the plot, and as a shining time station film only two characters returned

Only. Two. Characters. Returned. The new characters are all bland cyphers, likely due to the cut changing. They TRY, Mara Wilson may of done this for the vacation but like Sir Micheal Caine before her she'll still work hard for the paycheck, but ther'es just nothing to hold onto. This film is a mess and I only recommend it if you have some friends to riff with, as I did with @jess-the-vampire or are good and baked. I was not but I hope to get some weed for my anxiety some day, and on that day I might watch this film. Oh who am I kidding i'm watching David Lynch's Dune and we all know it. Possibly with that episode of Sex and the City where Kyle Mclaclhan plays tennis shirtless at night as a prequel. His two best performances together at last.

So yeah not a big fan of this one. Not the worst thing i've covered but a hell of a film to unpack.. so you can imagine i'm just... PLEASED. AS. PUNCH. to be covering the other cut. Will be it be better? Worse? at least comprehnsible? Will I keep doing Dune refrences because I really fucking loved Part 2? All this and more will be answered next time but for now

[madaboutmunson]

Nancy can't go to the party tonight.

She has a deadline for an article tomorrow.

An article she'd finalised last week.

Nancy can't even pop in for pre-drinks.

There is a talk from a journalist she admires just out of town, and she can't miss it.

Even though she's been to this talk twice already, honestly, it wasn't as inspiring or informative as she'd hoped.

Nancy definitely can't come around after she's done.

She needs to get her beauty sleep, according to her Mom.

Though she knows one night of lack of sleep wouldn't ruin the whole routine, she religiously carries out morning and night.

But Nancy will drop off her mystery present because Steve asks her to. He knows that not everyone has bags of cash, so if all the presents are mixed up, they won't know who any of the gifts are from.

So Nancy sits and waits at the back, for the present opening to begin.

Nancy really wants to go to the party tonight.

But she knows she'll drink.

She'll drink because it takes the edge off of being the responsible one.

And then drinking will mean she can't drive, so she'll need to stay, and sure Steve's house has enough room, but it always ends up the same, and she's wondering if this time will be the time she slips up.

If this time they'll make her favourite drink, exactly the way she likes it because they listen, that Nancy will drink so many of and say something she shouldn't.

If this time, when they lock eyes with her to check she's ok when someone brings up Jonathan because they care, that Nancy won't get lost in their eyes.

If this time, when they snuggle up next to her all sleepy, that Nancy won't throw her arms around them and pull them in so tight, they can't breathe because that's how they make her feel.

So Nancy waits, as present after present is unwrapped. They have no idea who most of them are from, though some are a little on the nose.

But then they get to her gift. As they pull on the end of the bow, the packaging falls open just as Nancy had envisioned when she crafted it.

She represses a small smile of pride and excitement, but to the eagle eyed they might have noticed the split second twitch.

Then they flip open the jewellery box, and their eyes and smile widen.

"It's so beautiful!! Thank you!" Robin exclaims as she throws her arms around Steve's neck, "Help me put it on!!"

Nancy's heart leaps at the excitement in Robin's voice.

"I mean, sure, Rob…but…er" Steve starts and receives a thump in the arm from Eddie, "Ow!"

"Just help the girl put it on!" Eddie says as he goes to grab a drink.

Steve obliges, though it takes a while because the clasp is so dainty.

The silver robin, with the tiny diamond embedded on the tip of its wing, swings down and glints in the light.

Instinctively Nancy secretly reaches for her ballerina pointe shoe pendant as Robin proudly shows off her new necklace.

Nancy feels something bump her arm. She turns and finds herself a centimetre from Eddie's face, "If I were you, I'd stay", he quietly rasps, handing her an overly foamy, obviously rush-poured beer, "You can't run forever, Wheeler. She'll notice and think you hate her." He narrows his eyes, "Do you want that?"

Nancy shakes her head.

"Then stay. Look, I've known for weeks, well suspected at least. Which means it's been going on for much longer because, let's face it, I'm a dumbass." Eddie smiles and shakes his head as he glances at Steve and Robin for a second and back to Nancy, "and you know Harrington can't keep a secret, especially not from Buckley, and as you can see, he's just working it out. This means it's maybe an hour, two tops before he blurts it out."

Nancy looks over at them. Steve does indeed look like he's calculating something, but every time Robin looks back at him, he quickly puts on his big smile and waves his hands around in a silly way as the kids all gather around them, trying to get a glimpse of all the different gifts, trying to guess who got what.

Nancy sighs, "Eddie, I can't. It's not…."

"Right? Acceptable? What you want? Straight?" Eddie tries to finish urgently, still whispering.

"Real," Nancy says quietly.

Eddie laughs, "Are you kidding me? I thought, other than Henderson, you were the smartest of us. It looks pretty fucking real to me."

"It does?" Nancy says, looking back at Eddie's earnest eyes.

"Shit Wheeler, yeah! But you know, I'm not trying to push you. I'm just saying, at some point tonight, she's gonna find out who got her that gift, and it's up to you whether you are here for that revelation or not." Eddie shrugs and takes a sip of his beer.

Nancy swirls the beer around in her cup and looks into it for a second.

"You know, for a guy who spends most of his time chucking his brain into the sides of his cranium, you're pretty wise." She says, smirking into her cup.

"Ah, that is because wisdom and intelligence are totally different stats, my dear", Eddie smiles.

"So I could still be super smart and not wise?" She looks up at Eddie and smiles.

Eddie grins back knowingly, "Oh yeah, absolutely!"

"Good to know," Nancy says as she takes a sip of her beer.