#I want to read it so bad but it's too expensive

[carlzy-berryz]

Neo 3 ^^

Ref sheet done, lol. This took forever ahhh!! Ik it's not the neatest, but it gets the job done XD.

I'll go into more detail under the cut.. (lore)

Everleigh used to live in Inkpolis Plaza but her family had to move to the Splatlands a couple years back, to take care of her grandma. Her life kinda changed from then XD. The treatment for her grandma was expensive and turf war just wasn't cutting it anymore... so her parents suggested Salmon Run (Everleigh had no idea what this was at the time) but she agreed, nonetheless, after all if it pays well it can't be that bad, right?

Well this is where she developed weird "attachment issues" to the salmonids, she thought they were cute (especially smallfry), and wondered why so many people wanted to take their eggs, they didn't deserve that... So she started slacking off, not getting quota on purpose, giving eggs to snatchers, not reviving teammates ect... nobody ever suspected her though..

How she met Waffle..

One day at the end of a shift, Everleigh noticed an injured Smallfry near the shore, struggling to move, she went to help him but she could hear the helicopter about to leave, so she put him in her bag and scrambled back. She looked after him for weeks and weeks, feeding him, giving him a place to sleep, going on morning runs all to get his strength back! It wasnt easy though, as she had to hide him from everbody, she even took him to work (while bribing him with food as a reward, lol) he just stayed in her bag the whole time!

Eventually he was back to his bubbly self and fully recovered which meant Everleigh had to return him to the sea... She had always intended this, but she had grown far too attached to him, she couldn't stomach the thought of a co-worker killing him.. so she decided to keep him and named him Waffle!

The day she became an agent...

As usual she was on her way to work with Waffle, she was about to walk up the stairs when she heard a voice, it was coming from a manhole, she looked over and a strange old man was signaling her to walk over, he disappeared down the manhole and they follow him...

*I'll spare you the whole story mode Alterna plot you already know what happens XD*

After defeating Mr Grizz she knew for a fact she couldn't work for him anymore. She told her parents that she wanted to quit but they wouldn't let her, they said it was too much money to give up, then they started guilt tripping her saying things like "you really don't want to help your grandma..?" This made her feel terrible and she reluctantly continued working for a few more weeks... until she just couldn't take it anymore, she stomped into grizzco, slammed her things on the desk and shouted "I quit!" and she never set foot in there again. She traded the gold scales she'd earned over the years to a random octoling for money, (she sure wouldn't need those anymore) and managed to pay for her grandma's treatments! She now lives with her grandma and Waffle in a small apartment and works full time as an agent, getting paid now by the captain! She rarely speaks to her parents and will leave the apartment when they visit.

Side effects of becoming an agent..

.She doesn't have much time to do things anymore as she's always busy doing missions

.Her hair now looks a little fluffy, this is due to all the fuzzy ooze she fell in..

.She kinda developed ptsd from fighting her way through the missions.

.Feels like she can't meet Waffle's needs and doesn't want to overwork him.

These are just a few things, but she can't say she regrets anything, after all, it was her release from everything. She made new friends, defeated Grizz, participates in turf and anarchy again (with the other agents) and best of all she's happier now, that's what really matters!

That's about it really, sorry for the long story, 😭 I just wanted to get it out there since she didn't have much character development before, so if you made it here,thank you so much for reading the whole thing, I appreciate you!! ^^ I apologise if it didn't really make sense...

Here's a close up of Waffle as a reward XP

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[innerempire]

“Okay wizard, I don’t recall requesting a party clown.”

The look of disdain Stephen directs at him makes Tony feel like dog shit at the bottom of a pair of very expensive Ferragamo loafers.

He’s very much offended when Stephen turns his attention back to Peter.

“This is so cool, Mr. Strange! Thanks for letting me borrow these books. I’ll read them over the winter break!”

“Well, then I look forward to gathering your thoughts on them. You’re always welcome at the sanctum. I believe there’s more that will pique your interest, but unfortunately, those scriptures shouldn’t be brought out.”

“Really? I can just pop by?”

Tony listens to the back-and-forth interaction from his spot behind the island counter, purposely closing and opening cabinets and pulling drawers.

(the snap did happen, no one dies, non-canon compliant, peter’s of age and this is very self-indulgent)

Stephen and Peter had understandably grown closer after going through the Snap together, something Tony hadn’t been part of obviously. It only made sense that they’d bond over the experience. And have dinner, what, once a week? Sure, it also made sense that Peter would be drawn to someone with higher intellect (like Tony). Kid’s always blended great with the smart ones - like Banner, for example. And yeah, it was only polite that Strange ask Peter about college and to come to him if he needed anything because he was well-acquainted with the dean at Columbia University.

Well, fuck, Tony’s jealous because he doesn’t think Strange’s intentions are all that pure. He sees it in the way Strange, usually curt, has quite the soft spot for the boy. It’s visible in how affectionate his tone is. He’s patient too, answering Peter’s endless questions about magic portals and whatnot.

It’s juvenile. Tony thinks he’s acting juvenile. Himself. Maybe it’s because he’s not had to vy for Peter’s attention before. It was always accessible to him, beautifully wrapped in adoration with a splash of hero worship.

“-the rest of your plans for winter break?”

Right. That’s it.

Tony casually saunters to where they are, “Are you done hogging my protégé? Aren’t you a very busy man?” He drapes an arm around Peter’s shoulders, signifying their closeness. “You know, pulling rabbits out of hats and making coins disappear behind your ear? Or maybe, you can portal yourself a protégé of your own?” He does that swirly motion with his fingers which he knows infuriates Stephen. “Because I’ve got dibs on this one.”

He regrets it the moment the words leave his mouth because fuck, Stephen’s smirking at him in that infuriating know-it-all way of his. Pepper had always rubbed it in Tony’s face that his favoritism for Peter was obvious, even if Tony wants to deny it.

“Seems like I’ve overstayed my welcome.” Stephen remarks coolly. “But, Peter, as I’ve said, you’re welcome anytime.”

“Thanks, Mr.Strange.”

“Stephen.”

Tony resists the (childish) urge to gag.

Peter tucks books into his bag once Stephen leaves, “…he’s really not that bad, you know. Once you get to know him.”

Tony picks up the two mugs from the island counter, handing one to Peter.

“I don’t know, kid. Don’t you think one old man with a humongous emo is enough for you? Do you really need another one? It’s gonna be a tight fit.”

“I’m a big boy I can take it.”

Tony does not need to be supplied with the high-definition images of Peter taking it like the sweet perfect boy that he is.

Peter hides his amused smile behins the rim of his cup, “Also, I wouldn’t say you’re old, Mr.Stark. On a whole other note, when are you going to admit you’re jealous?”

Peter’s no longer the kid who hides behind his words.

“Denying it would be an insult to my intelligence, I’m just saying.”

The silence hangs heavy in the air and Tony leans back against the stool, “Of course.” Is all that he manages.

“And if you’re going to go on a whole spiel about how old you are, and the skeletons in your closet and how the age gap is going to be so taboo-“ Peter crosses one leg over the other, leveling his gaze with Tony’s. “…I suggest you tell me something else.”

“Hell, I’m pushing 50, Peter.”

“Okay, maybe you are getting old because obviously you did not hear what I just said.”

Tony laughs at the kid’s sass.

“Fuck. What do you want me to say, Peter?”

“Something along the lines of I’ve always liked you, kid. Fuck the societal norms, I’ll wine and dine you, and then I’ll fuck you until you’re remember as to who the hell you’re talking to.” Peter grins cheekily at Tony, pushing himself up from the sofa and closing the distance between them.

Tony automatically accomodates the boy between his legs, very much resigned.

“You’re jealous of Stephen.”

“Pretty sure we’ve had this conversation about making assumptions-“ Peter raises his eyebrow wordlessly, definitely not impressed. “Okay. One point to you Peter for the astute observation.”

(TBC)

Tony coming to a realization that Peter is really well-liked amongst older men. Take Stephen Strange, for example. He’s surprisingly nice to Peter. Steve is extra protective of the boy. Or how about that time when he had walked in on Bucky flirting with the boy.

And there was that one time where Tony was out with Peter to celebrate him getting into the college of his choice, and someone who looked about Tony’s age had the audacity to come flirt with Peter right.in.front.of.Tony.

Yep, it definitely doesn’t sit well with Tony that he’s not the only one vying for Peter’s attention 😜

[princessasmosprincess]

Looking longingly at a manga title that's only available to purchase per chapter on Mangaplaza...

[sadgirlautumn]

I hate that books are so expensive because books are also a risk. Back in the day I usually watched a movie before I bought it on dvd. No one really does that with books (unless you read it as an ebook/audiobook and loved it I guess). Like I could spend $30 on something just to hate it. 😩

[lee-blogs]

Still packing stuff and now i'm looking for a box for this.

My dad and i made it a few years ago for halloween, probably 2015/16 if i'm remembering right. It's made from a lays can, a wipes container from his work, and paper maché. I don't remember what the wires and front metal bits are from, but the middle actually lights up! It has one of those long battery-powered emergancy lights in it and some colored tissue paper

[haemosexuality]

i am so haunted by the fact i cant read house of leaves

[pears-trinkets]

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[fingertipsmp3]

Ughhhhhhh I hate writing and I hate not writing and I hate myself

[roaringheat]

I wanna read the Bullet Train novel SO BAD but rent is due next paycheck and everything Costs

[shimp-heaven]

[orcelito]

Dropped my gorgeous girl (my bike) off at the shop to get her basket installed & fix the pedals. Apparently it just needs a part replacement, so I should have her back in a few days hopefully

Stopped by the shop I wanted to go to yesterday since it wasn't far out of my way & picked up a new deck of tarot cards. As much as I love my first deck, it's a very average starter deck, & I wanted smth more personalized. So now I have one. Gonna have to break out those puppies sometime soon

[jeezypetes]

Ahhhh the job I thought i didn’t get bc they never got back to me after my interview (which I thought went really well) just reached out to me bc apparently the person they tried to hire backed out.,.. and now its gonna be like another month of wondering if I’m gonna have to decide if I want to move to another state where I don’t know anyone. And i was kind of relieved when i never heard back bc I’m really happy here with my family and gf and friends but the fact is my job here is a contract with very slim hopes of developing into a real job with benefits and i live with my parents bc i love them and our house and our town but i know i have to seriously consider this opportunity bc it would be a good career move and i want to live a rich and interesting life. But I don’t want to talk about it with anyone irl because my dad has covid which has been my number 1 fear since the start of the pandemic (he’s 71 and immunocompromised but he’s doing well and not needed the hospital) and I just want to be able to only worry about that I can’t even talk about the job thing which i drove myself and everyone around me crazy with already back in October. Which is why I’m just posting it vjfdhk I’m being tormented by forces beyond my control i feel like this is the sort of thing it would be really helpful to believe in God about

[girlthativealwaysbeen]

dni.

[phagodyke]

ughhhh

[neganium]

The urge to create smth more elaborate/decorative from the original base design vs both the desire to keep it simple enough to draw repeatedly and the need to have it read clearly, all while keeping it distinct and recognizable 🙃

[weaselle]

i want to talk about real life villains

Not someone who mugs you, or kills someone while driving drunk, those are just criminals. I mean VILLAINS.

Not like trump or musk, who are... cartoonishly evil. And not sexy villains, not grandiose villains, not even satisfyingly two dimensional villains it is easy to hate unconditionally. The real villains.

I had a client who was a retired executive for one of the big oil companies, i think it was Shell or Chevron. Had a home just outside of San Francisco that was wall to wall floor to ceiling full of expensive art. Literally. I once accidentally knocked a painting off the wall because it was hanging at knee height at the corner of the stairs, and it had a little brass plaque on it, and i looked up the name of the artist and it was Monet's apprentice and son-in-law, who was apparently also a famous painter. He had an original Andy Warhol, which should have been a prize piece for anyone to showcase -- it was hanging in the bathroom. I swear to god this guy was using a Chihuly (famous glass sculptor) as a fruit bowl. And he was like, "idk my wife was the one who liked art"

I was intrigued by this guy, because in the circles i run this dude is The Enemy. right? Wealthy oil executive? But as my client, he was... like a sweet grandpa. A poor widower, a nice old man, anyone who knew him would have called him a sweetheart. He had a slightly bewildered air, a sort of gentle bumbling nature.

And the fact that he was both of these things, a Sweet Little Old Man and The Enemy, at the same time, seemed important and fascinating to me.

He reminded me of some antagonist from fiction, but i couldn't put my finger on who. And when i did it all made sense.

John Hammond.

probably one of the most realistic bad guys ever written.

If you've only ever seen the movie, this will need some explaining.

Michael Crichton wrote Jurassic Park in 1990, and i read it shortly thereafter. In the movie, the dinosaurs are the antagonists, which imo erases 50% of the point of the story.

book spoilers below.

In the book, John Hammond is the villain but it takes the reader like half the book to figure that out. Just like my client, John is a sweet old man who wants lovely things for people. He's a very sympathetic character. But as the book progresses, you start to see something about him.

He has an idea, and he's sure it's a good one. When someone else dies in pursuit of his dream, he doesn't think anything of it. When other people turn out to care about that, he brings in experts to evaluate the safety of his idea, and when they quickly tell him his idea is dangerous and needs to be put on hold, he ignores his own experts that he himself hired, because they are telling him that he is wrong, and he is sure he is right.

In his mind, he's a visionary, and nobody understands his vision. He is surrounded by naysayers. Several things have proven too difficult to do the best and safest way, so he has cut corners and taken shortcuts so he can keep moving forward with his plans, but he's sure it's fine. He refuses to hear any word of caution, because he believes he is being cautious enough, and he knows best, even though he has no background in any of the sciences or professions involved. He sends his own grandchildren out into a life-threatening situation because he is willfully ignorant of the danger he is creating.

THIS is like the real villains of the world. He doesn't want anyone to die. Far from it, he only wants good things for people! He's a sweet old man who loves his grandchildren. But he has money and power and refuses to hear that what he is doing is dangerous for everyone, even his own family.

I think he's possibly one of the most important villains ever written in popular fiction.

In the book, he is killed by a pack of the smallest, cutest, "least dangerous" dinosaurs, because a big part of why we read fiction is to see the villains face thematic justice. But like a cigarette CEO dying of lung cancer, his death does not stop his creation from spreading out into the world to continue to endanger everyone else.

I think it is really important to see and understand this kind of villainy in fiction, so you can recognize it in real life.

Sweetheart of a grandfather. Wanted the best for everyone. Right up until what was best for everyone inconvenienced the pursuit of his own interests.

And my client was like that too. His wife had died, and his dog was now the love of his life, and she was this little old dog with silky hair in a hair cut that left long wispy bits on her lower legs. Certain plant materials were easily entangled in this hair and impossible to get out without pulling her hair which clearly hurt her. When i suggested he ask his groomer to trim her lower leg hair short to avoid this, he refused, saying he really liked her usual hair cut.

I emphasized that she was in pain after every walk due to the plant debris getting caught in her leg hair, and a simple trim could put an end to her daily painful removal of it, and he just frowned like i'd recommended he take a bath in pig shit and said "But she'll be ugly" and refused to talk about it anymore.

Sweet old man though. Everyone loved him.