#I would put them on Art Fight but I sadly do not have the time or energy to finish a big ref in that time

[bubble-jasmine-tea]

Sketch concepts for theoretical X-Naut MDs… always thought it was interesting they have only chemists & bio-engineers(?) but no medical staff! What’re they supposed to do if someone gets stomped on by an Italian plumber while exploring a brand-new planet???

[fanged-fanfics]

ok so can i PLEASE request a sequel to the "baby cookie reader says shadow cookie" thing where pure vanilla finds it sweet that y/n is developing an imaginary friend... until y/n hands him a drawing of this "imaginary" friend and sees shadow milk cookie...

☆ A New Pal, Only in Jest — Pure Vanilla & Child!Reader Fic ☆

Genre: Light Angst, Familial || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

A/N: Part two to this fic!

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"—And you're sure it's normal?" Pure Vanilla asks, tensely holding his cup while Dark Cacao sat across from him. "Yes, Pure Vanilla" Dark Cacao sighed "Children have large imaginations. It's normal for them to see things in the mundane. Dark Choco was once convinced a suit of armor that had never once moved was alive, it's a common occurrence". Pure Vanilla nodded, looking into his glass. His staff watched carefully as he gingerly sipped the liquid to try and calm his nerves. "It's more than that, Dark Cacao. This wasn't some... spirit. It was him. They act like they can see and talk to him"

Dark Cacao looked up, his expression gone from calm to serious "You don't mean-?". "I do" Pure Vanilla confirmed solemnly "They swore they could see him. I- I know he isn't back, but- what if...". Pure Vanilla let out a shuddering sigh, and Dark Cacao tapped his glass as he thought. "I'll contact Elder Faerie. In the meantime, try to keep your mind clear. Your Kingdom needs you". "Yes.. yes, you're right.." Pure Vanilla said softly. "If he does come back, I'll fight with you" Dark Cacao said, leaning forward a bit "Don't face this alone, not when you have those who want to help you"

Pure Vanilla nodded, putting on his usual placating gentle smile "Of course, thank you". Just then, you'd waddled into the room, padding over with a slightly crumbled paper pressed against your side. "Papa! Papa!! C'see!" You called, running up to his side. He glanced to you with a grin "Oh, of course!". He leaned down, tilting his staff as well as he looked over the paper. You held it out proudly, grinning as you looked to him with shiney and hopeful eyes.

Pure Vanilla tried to school his expression, but his smile fell without his control. That same cold chill was back, striking him right in the soul. It was a messily scribbled drawing of you and him, something he'd always treasured. But this time, to your other side, you'd drawn a dark figure. One with mismatched blue eyes, and a wide smile. "Who- who is that..?" Pure Vanilla asked in a shaky voice. "Shadow Cookie!" You proudly declared "My friend!". Dark Cacao leaned over, very gently taking the picture from your hands so he could inspect it.

You began to feel worried as the two shared worried looks. This wasn't anything like the praise and cheers you usually got for your art, and you couldn't understand what was wrong. Dark Cacao suddenly stood "I'll- contact the Faeries. Immediately". "My drawing.." You sadly said, seeing it crumpled in the stoic king's fist. Dark Cacao loosened his hold, beginning to smooth it out as best he could "Ah- forgive me, little one. Here," he said, handing it back to you.

You still had a slight pout, helping to smooth it out as well. Dark Cacao gave hurried goodbyes before he went to leave. Pure Vanilla stood, seeing him out as he placed a hand on your back. "Is... is it bad, papa?" You asked. Pure Vanilla looked down, quickly putting on a smile "Not at all, my darling blue bird. It's wonderful. We were talking about fussy old King business, don't you worry". You felt a little better as he kissed your forehead, moving to walk back to your room "Okay..."

Once inside, you put your drawing down. It still looked pretty good to you, you couldn't piece together why it got the reaction it did. Maybe your new friend would like it! You sat down, grabbing the black and blue crayons as you began working on yet another drawing of them. While you hummed, Pure Vanilla listened on the other side of the door, sighing gently. Worry was practically choking him, but he tried to steady his breathing. This- this was okay. He could- if he just-... he needed that visit as soon as possible.

[reginalusus]

Just a sketch that I was too tired to finish... And since it's Father's Day I'm just gonna dump a bunch of my more silly (mostly) headcanons about their dynamic below, teehee.

General - They argue. A lot. About anything. Jason is the instigator. Harvey is almost always correct. - There has been a karaoke battle at some point. - They smoke far too much and smoke breaks are common occurrences during anti-hero outings. They are no longer mere breaks; they are rituals. - One of the only things they are comfortable openly bonding over is their alleged hatred of Bruce - and weapons. - Actually work very well together in combat. Jason's accurate, hard-hitting martial arts expertise and agility compliment Harvey's more elegant and violent approach. Gotham's scumbags are cooked. - They were both slain by Gotham, and reborn. They are now both living their second life - neither want to admit to each other that they find comfort that they're not alone in this. - They will take any opportunity to bring up each other's past interactions; the two-toned car, the two-story building fiasco, the kidnapping, anything. - Jason's biological father is the root cause of their most explosive, brutal fights. Both of them, however, are exhausted and have other shit to worry about, so they avoid this topic as best as they can.

Jason's POV - Teases Harvey about twos, duality and doubles to distract from the horrors. - When angry, will call Harvey 'Apollo' to piss him off. Sometimes it's 'Ex-District Attorney', with emphasis on the 'Ex'. - He doesn't like it very much when Harvey attempts to get close/connect with him; relationships are transactional. At least that's how Jason views them. - Hates being passenger in Harvey's car because he doesn't get any say over the radio. - He does view Harvey as a parental figure, or something like it, but he's conflicted. - Actually appreciates it when Harvey helps him through PTSD episodes. - Sadly, he isn't very good at helping Harvey through dissociation/depressive episodes yet. He sort of stands there like the man emoji. - Will randomly come out with courtroom related lines when Harvey does something bad, like: "Your honour, my client would like to plead Gemini," or "Your honour, in my client's defence, he didn't know the safety lock was off." - Makes jokes about Harvey's thugs all wanting to have 'a night' with Harvey. - Absolutely refuses to call Harvey "dad", even jokingly. He will have sightseen everything in Hell before that happens. - But at the same time he cries out for a father figure, one that is proud of him, that loves him. He secretly loves it when Harvey pats his shoulder or gives an approving nod.

Harvey's POV - Will make jokes about Jason being alive again to distract from the horrors. - When angry, calls Jason 'Robin' or 'Pup' (name of a baby bat) to piss him off. - Tries to bond with Jason - he *wants* to - but he's a big dumbass about it. - Does not understand Jason's music taste and doesn't have any desire to. - Views Jason as the child he never had the chance to have. In a sense, that makes him quite protective of Jason, but he hides this. He tries desperately not to be like his own father. - Is quite good at understanding Jason's emotions; he knows how to deal with his attacks and does, begrudgingly, use tips he learned from his previous therapists. - Doesn't wish to burden Jason with his own episodes. Unfortunately it's not always possible to hide them. - Just as Jason tortures him with puns, Harvey will do it right back. He'll come out with things like, "We only put up with you because you were the SECOND Robin," or "How would you like to die a second time?" - He will stand and stare awkwardly when Jason brings (sneaks) lovers back to the hideout. But he minds his business. - May have accidentally called Jason his son a few times. Or his "kid". But not to Jason directly, only in his talks between himself and Two-Face. - He likes seeing Jason happy. So many kids and young people are let down by Gotham's corruption and he'll be damned if Jason becomes a victim of it (again).

[sundayeleith]

Ok I need to talk about the origin change and MC's uselessness and not very neutral description in the demo. I'll talk about the rest of the updated demo and the positive stuff in a later post. Here I want to at least reiterate concerns and criticisms others already expressed, and that I haven't shared here yet. It is very important to put this out there since there is sadly no feedback survey and so the devs know that a lot of us are bothered by the change and why.

Edit : I made another post to talk about the positive stuff right here !

For that, I do hope the devs open a feedback survey for the demo V2.

That said. Do not send hate to the devs, nor be hateful or insulting towards them. Criticism should always be respectful to the effort put into the work people have done and the people being it, as well as civil. Nor me nor others in the fandom want to see the patreon backlash hate wave be recreated ever again.

Before I start, I want to say I respect RSS and their work. As a backer, I can attest they are working hard on this game and show proof of it each update (or at least talk about it). I know they are doing their best to give us the best experience possible and put this banger game out there for everyone to enjoy. I do hope the devs will take these feedbacks to heart while understanding it comes from a place of love ✨ 🫶

/!\ Minor spoiler warning for the updated demo /!\

At first the background change was a good surprised. I was hyped. Also the general hype about the update itself had a part to play in it. As I was playing, it bothered me more and more up until I talked about it with others.

Cutting the Hound origin for the Exiled was a bad idea. Let me explain.

First of all, RSS used the Hound in the marketing of the game for the past 2 years minimum, including for the KS. It was also still present in the demo V1 for 2 years. Almost everyone who made fan MCs used the 3 origins as a framework/blueprint/prompt to shape their characters and backstory around, if not simply assigning one of the 3 origins to their OCs. People got not only used to it but after that much time had the time to build intricate lore around their characters. Cutting it like this so abruptly upset and overwhelmed a lot of people who just saw their storytelling of 2 years being discarded. For a lot of people, me included, TS is a mean for escapism and comfort, and also linked to usual fandom creative hobbies (art, writing, rp, cosplay etc...). So I totally understand the emotionnal distress some people felt.

Second of all, no one was warned and I think that it was not the best move. The origins are put in the forefront and made seem important by the dev team (emphasis on "seem", cause it's not so far). For the reasons above, at least communicating on it and asking the community for feedbacks about this change would have been better (and if not asking the whole fandom, asking the KS backers could have been an option).

Third of all, this change is useless in the current state of the game because MC was unchanged. Not only lines for the alchemist backstory are also on the 2 other routes (prob an error/bug), but why present a survivalist origin if MC still cannot fight at all ? In the demo V1 and V2, MC seem to be an after thought in writing, which is not bad in itself if not for the origins being put in the spotlight that much only to be the most useless choice of the game. Aside a handful of lines being changed there's no difference in how MC acts or interract with the world. It's not that big of a deal tbh, but then why present the origins as if it's going to bring major changes to the game when it doesn't (at least for now) ? Maybe it becomes more relevant in the full game, but that is an aspect of the game that should be noticeable from the start with how important they make the origin seem to be. Also I think they should either fuse Exiled and Hound OR bring back the Hound and flesh them out more (that's my opinion tho).

Then I have two other points that bothers me about MC. Their helplessness no matter the origin and the fact they are assumed to be small and dainty. What do you mean alchemist and houd/exiled MC cannot fight and get the whooping of their lives against a Soulless ? In a world that unforgiving I assume for the Alchemist to use spells and at least try to defend themselves and for the Hound/Exiled (esp the Exiled tbh) to know how to keep their ground in a fight with a Soulless. If Mhin can kill a Soulless that easily despite them being average sized and looking not that strong, then MC sure can too. I get that Mhin needs to be introduced but it doesn't need to be because MC is useless as hell. They could jump in not to miss on the bounty. Or cause MC could be in a tight spot and despite being able to win Mhin jumps in. I'm sure there's other examples too. Now on the size markers many people complained about in the past being unchanged is a bit of a shame. It could be easily fixed by removing any mentions of MC's size (esp with Ais, but with Kuras too that would be nice) or akin to the pronoun choice menu let people chose between at least 3 sizes (small, average and tall) and make dialogue changes according to that choice. Now, it's easier said than done which is why the first option is more feasible and the one I would chose (also, less work).

These issues aren't "that big of a deal", but the one about MC's size is actually the worst one. I know not everyone is under 6 foot not skinny. Sure the descriptions matche me and my MC, but wasn't it the goal to be inclusive ? Seeing friend mutuals and fellow fandom members yet again not feel represented and acknowledged in a game they love when they already have so little representation is sad to say the least. I stand in solidarity with you guys, and your concerns about this are valid. I know that RSS didn't do that to be malicious, but it is time in 2025 to truly keep everyone in check in terms of inclusivity (again, no hate while doing so else it's just bullying)

[ghosty-writes-23]

RE2R!Zombie!Leon Headcanons.

!TAGS!: Pure Fluff, tiny bit of angst at the start, No NSFW Content, Leon being blissfully unaware of things.

Ghosty's Notes: These headcanons came from a one-shot I wanted to write a while ago but never got around to actually writing, I feel if Leon was a zombie be would be a mix of Wall-e from the Disney Pixar movie and R from the movie Warm bodies, innocent and caring but determined with a good heart.

Thank you for all the support, it means alot❤️

-Ghosty❤️

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Leon was an undercover police officer investigating the umbrella corporation, but sadly he would find himself being betrayed by the people he thought he could trust, and his team mates as he became part of umbrella’s experiments turning him into a zombie causing an outbreak.

Decomposition had been a lot kinder to Leon, his uniform was slightly soaked in blood, some of it was human but mostly his own, he had some open wounds on his shoulders, chest and back they had stopped bleeding but remained opened as he didn’t heal, cuts and bruises littered his face, he made a makeshift muzzle to put over his mouth to prevent him from biting anybody.

Your first interaction with him is in the RPD underground car park, you had injured your leg and now were stumbling into the car park as you could hear the howl of zombie dogs chasing you. Feeling as if you want to give up a cold hand tugged you down by a car, when you looked at who had pulled you down you were met by a pair of cloudy blues eyes that had a dead but curious look to them.

At first you were terrfied thinking he was going to bite and infect you and before you could think your survivor instincts kicked in and you grabbed the knife from your boot and plunged it into his chest, in that moment you froze, in shock and fear not believing you had just done that.

Once you released the handle the zombie looked at you almost sadly before he reached to his chest and pulled the blade out and wiped the dark blood off onto his gloved hand, you looked at him as you started to feel guilty, was it because he didn’t attack you first?

You felt his gloved hand on your cheek and slowly travel down your jawline and your neck, to the top of your shirt the dark blood on his glove smearing into your skin, then he leaned in with his nose brushing it against your neck, you held your breath for a second, he grunted softy before he grabbed your hand and stood up and gently tugged you along with him, at this point you had no option but to follow him.

He took you to what looked like looked like an art room, it was on the second floor of the RPD, it was a small room with a statue and other art pieces, it was cozy and would have to do for the night.

The zombie that brought you here keep guard all night, he sat by the door as if he was trying to protect you and prevent anything from entering.

After that day the zombie followed you around like a puppy, when he isn’t out exploring on his own, he was your shadow and you were NOT allowed to go anywhere without him.

After staying in the RPD art room for 2 days you decided to take off your now pet zombies muzzle, since he just looked uncomfortable, he didn’t try to fight you as your fingers delicately unbuckled the strap and let the metal fall to the floor.

But when you took the muzzle off you heard something that shocked you to your very core. “Keep-You-Safe.” You heard quietly, almost as if your mind was playing tricks on you, his voice was raspy and strand as if he was forcing the words out, but you were in shock.

!ZOMBIES DON’T TALK!

With this new information you found out your zombie’s name was Leon, and he could only speak 3 words at a time, he spoke very slowly and his voice never got louder than a whisper, but you were just in disbelief that he could actually talk.

With his curious nature you had to tie something around his wrist to prevent him from walking off to explore as you have lost him a few times in the RPD.

He likes to help you anyway possible; he just wants to be useful and helpful.

He likes to bring you gifts that he thinks will be useful, like times he brings you things such as bullets, keys, and medical supplies while another time he brought you a shinny rock that was in the shape of a heart from his outdoor adventures. (Much like a penguin)

Some gifts he will give you: Shinny Rocks, Dead Flowers, and anything else he can find that he thinks you will like.

He broke the glass of the vending machine outside the west office on the first floor so you could have something to eat.

Your always having one sided conversation but you know Leon is listening by the way he looks at you, or tilts his head like a puppy when he doesn't understand something, which you don't mind explaining something to him in more detail.

Lets be real, he is the reason you survive the apocalypses.

Happy Ending: With some makeup and somewhat clean cloths you were able to smuggle Leon out of Raccoon city without being detected, but now you had a new mission to find either the scientist that created the virus that infected him or a scientist that could cure him, as you were determined to try and cure Leon to pay him back for protect you in Raccoon city.

Angst Ending: The US government discover Leon's existence and without hesitation he is executed to prevent another outbreak despite your begging and pleading trying to make them see he is different from any other zombie.

He would be willing to sacrifice what little time he has left (his life) if it meant you got out safely.

Be patient he is a little slow.

Y/n watching Leon trying to open a door:

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!One-shot Coming This Month!:

Let Me Be Your Inspiration. - DI!Husband!Leon + Writer!Fem!Reader. "Let Me Be Your Inspiration Doll."

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©Ghosty-writes-23, 2024. all rights reserved. !I DO NOT! consent to translations or replications or reproduction of my work on any other social media platforms and or make AI Bots without my explict consent and permission.

[awriterinthenight]

"You Know Where to Find Me"-Luke Castellan

words: 1810

warnings: fluff in the beginning, A LOT of angst at the end, lowkey I imagined the 2nd part in the rain but I didn't write it in the rain sadly lol

a/n I'm trying to write more so hopefully this is good, there will be a part two, and also I didn't mention it but reader is most likely a Hades kid (and will be in part 2) just for plot purposes, also I plan to make one for a lot of character I write for cause I love this idea so much hehe

summary: Luke's been distant since Percy came back, but he asks you to met him in the woods, and something you never thought would happen comes true

The word inseparable didn't do enough justice when it came to your relationship. You and Luke wouldn't leave each other's side no matter what. If either of you had a quest the other always went with. When someone looked for Luke at camp it was no surprise when you were there too. Every activity led by one of you was co-led by the other. Nothing could tear the two of you apart, no matter how hard they tried.

Luke being the popular counselor he was, many girls constantly flirted with him, before and during your relationship. Occasionally the ambitious Aphrodite girl would try her best efforts to break the two of you up. One girl even went as far as trying to spread rumors you were cheating on him, but were quickly shut down when you confronted her. It was safe to say Luke didn't want anyone else, only you.

Luke loved you and everything about you. He'd give up the world for you, would fight any monster just for you. But somehow something did seem more important to him.

"How are you my darling?," a familiar voice said, as an arm wrapped around your shoulders. Luke was nothing if not very affectionate, and loved to show you were his.

You couldn't help but smile at his affections, "I'm good," you murmured, still a bit drowsy from waking up.

He gave a small noise of acknowledgement, "Don't forget we have sword fighting lessons today," he teased, since he started to remind you what activities you had to lead.

You rolled your eyes, "I forget one time that I was supposed to lead an activity and you never forget."

"Oh, it was way more than one time," he said, starting to count on his fingers, "You missed swimming from oversleeping, stable duties last week, arts and crafts multiple times-"

"That was on purpose," you remarked, "I hate glitter and the Apollo and Aphrodite kids always use it."

"Still not an excuse, especially since I had to take over and had glitter in my hair for weeks. Now let's see you also skipped out on-" Luke voiced, but was once again cut off by you.

"Alright just tell me you don't love me," you joked, putting your hands up.

Luke pulled you closer, placing a small kiss on the top of your head, "Never," he whispered to you. A chorus of shouts and disgusted noises came from the Hermes table where Luke's siblings sat.

"Get a room.

"Ewwww."

And the ever classic, "Gross," followed by a strawberry being thrown at you. The Stolls were something else in your opinion.

"You're just jealous," Luke defended, sitting down at his table while you followed after. Technically you were supposed to sit at your parent's table, but after so long Chiron and Mr. D stopped caring, and if your parents actually cared so much, then maybe they should be a better parent.

Chris shook his head, "I don't know what's worse, the pining, or the actual relationship," which was followed by a chorus of, "the pining," since everyone collectively agreed they'd rather willing let the Ares kids test out a new weapon on them, then have to deal with Luke's pining again.

"Come on, I wasn't that bad," Luke defended once again, but even he knew he was down bad when it came to his pining over you.

"Not that bad," voiced Connor Stoll, in a rather high pitched voice.

Connor's statement was then followed by a very animated Travis, "You stared for weeks, which was only barely less creepy than finding out every book she read and everything she liked, just so you could talk to her about it."

"Remember when you made me give you $40 just so you could buy those stupid Star Wars comics just to impress her. You don't even like Star Wars," Chris mentioned, practically yelling at this point.

You turned your head around to face Luke so quickly you could've gotten whiplash, "Are they saying you never liked Star Wars?" you asked in astonishment.

Luke put up his hands in mock defense, "In my defense I did not care for it when I first met you, but now I love it I swear."

"Mhmm sure," you said, crossing your arms.

"I swear," he pleaded, "I'll watch all the films with you if you forgive me," he offered, even though he would watch anything you wanted, or do anything for you.

Satisfied you turned back to face him, "Okay," you said, planting a small kiss on his lips. Which consequently enacted another chorus of, "Eww," and, "Get a room."

"Why's everyone yelling this early in the morning?" a disgruntled voice questioned.

You jumped up at the voice, running over to him, "Percy," you shouted. He'd been resting so much from his quest that you hadn't seen him in awhile.

"Hey," was all he could manage, still not fully recovered yet.

You ruffled his hair, "I guess I'll see you around more now that you're back."

He nodded, "I guess so," he murmured before walking towards his table. Percy seemed a bit off, but then again he had just returned from a rather eventful quest.

Luke stood up from the table, grabbing your hand, "We should go before we're late," he said, referring to the lesson you were teaching in a few minutes.

"Alright," you said, waving bye to everyone, "See you later."

Luke had been off the past couple of days. He seemed quieter, even around you which was odd. He snuck out at night more often, leaving you in an empty bunk. He said he would wake up early and go on a walk to clear his head, so you didn't think anything of it. What was weird though was how he came back late at night sometimes, but he just said it was to make sure the camp was safe after the truth was revealed about Zeus' lightning bolt being stolen.

You and Luke hadn't been alone in awhile, but tonight broke that. Luke left you a note saying to meet up with him tonight in the forest a little after the fireworks started, since it was the 4th of July. Luke liked to surprise you on summer nights like this, but to you something felt odd. You did your best to brush it off though.

You dressed normal, but tried to put in some effort, and even wore a little more makeup. Now you were walking through the dark woods in hopes of finding Luke. He was most likely at the little clearing you always met up at, so you went there.

To no surprise he was standing there leaning against a tree. The only difference was that he seemed more sullen than usual and he had his sword with him.

"Luke?" you said, unsure of what was happening.

His head shot up, his eyes a bit glossy in the moonlight, "Hey."

"You said you wanted to see me here, what do you have planned?" you asked, since he usually had something planned for the night, but everything felt different for some reason.

Luke took in a deep breath before speaking, "I just, I need you to trust me. Do you trust me?"

Rightfully you were confused, but he still answered, "Of course, why wouldn't I."

He nodded, "Good," he reassured, "I want you to come with me," he said, not elaborating.

"Come with you? What do you mean? Where do you want to go?" you questioned, getting more and more nervous each second, "Luke what's wrong? What's happening."

Luke finally looked up at you, merely an inch apart from you, "I can't stand it anymore. The gods don't care about us anymore, our own parents could care less about us. We're overlooked and underappreciated, they don't care about us unless they need us. I'm tired of it. I want to make it right, I want justice for all of us demigods. The gods don't deserve to rule when they can't even be bothered to protect their own kids," he said, as the realization fell upon you heavily.

He was the one who betrayed camp. He stole the lightning bolt and blamed Percy. He was the one leaving to lead the revolution.

Even though you knew what was happening you didn't want to accept it, "No, no, please Luke," you pleaded silently, "Why you?"

Luke shook his head, "We deserve better. You deserve better," he argued, holding your face in his hands.

"But is betraying your friends, your family, really the way to go about this?" you said, taking a step back from him.

Something in Luke's expression changed, and he seemed to only look more sullen, "You're not coming with me are you?" he said, more of a statement than a question, as his eyes met the ground.

He wiped a tear rolling down his cheek, looking up at you again, "I could give you anything. We could live free together. I could keep you safe and you'd never have to deal with the gods again."

You shook your head, your eyes welling up with tears, "No, no you can't. No matter what, if I stay here or go with you, I'm still stuck in this war, but at least if I stay I have my friends with me. And my morals," you said, a few tears falling.

"Am I not important to you? Is what I believe not important to you?" he asked, his voice rising a bit, even though he didn't mean for it to.

"You are important to me, but for the first time I can't follow you," the words felt bitter in your mouth, but it was the truth, "I can't leave all my friends and family behind. I know what the gods do is wrong, but I can't follow after you, please understand."

Luke took a step closer, "Then please understand me. Please just follow me, come with me. I don't want to do this without you. Please-"

You cut him off, sticking your hand out to push him back, "You know me better than anyone, you should've known I wouldn't come with you, if you don't want to do this without me, then you shouldn't have done it at all. I can't come with you. I won't come with you," you said, tears overflowing in your eyes, "Goodbye, Luke."

Luke stood there watching as you walked away. You wanted to leave him like that, to have the last word, and not say anything else, but after all these years you couldn't leave him like that. Something in your heart made you take pity.

You turned around, Luke's head shot up, hopeful you changed your mind, but he knew you hadn't, "If you ever change your mind," you said, your voice wavering a bit, "You know where to find me."

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[snail-speed]

I’ve recently become a real fan of your art style and works! Do you think you could draw some more your Dandy and the rest of the mains interactions?

I’d love to see (and if possible read) about them!

HELLO HI DEAR GOD THIS WAS IN MY INBOX FOR TWO WEEKS I APOLOGIZE! AND ALSO THANK YOU SO MUCH!

And I definitely could!!!

Back during the days of Gardenview, Dandy and Vee had a sort of friendly rivalry, courtesy of their show memories. Overtime, sadly, it morphed into a really petty and brutal fight for dominance in the workplace. The two would frequently get other toons and even human coworkers caught in the crossfire, oftentimes by getting them written up for exaggerated or flat out fake infractions.

The reason for their quarrel was really funny, though, they wanted to be the center of attention so, so badly.

After Gardenview closed, Vee netted an easy job in the TV industry, and remained a popular host of various programs, especially game shows.

When the ichor operation happened, Vee had mellowed out significantly, while Dandy very much didn't. That said, despite being a better person, she still hadn't fully acknowledged the hell she and Dandy put the others through, and would have to work on that (while also trying not to fucking die).

I'm not all too sure what Sprout and Dandy's relationship was and what it turned into, but I do have some details about his interactions with other toons! Namely Tisha.

Like most of the other mains, Sprout had a relatively easier time finding footing and success after the closure of Gardenview. Alongside Cosmo, he founded a very successful baking empire.

Tisha, by the time of the ichor operation, was also pretty successful. But unlike Sprout, she had to work her way up the corporate ladder to get to where she was (she went from a housekeeper to the head manager of a resort). Meeting everyone again reminded her of how most every toon had to similarly work their way up to a comfortable life, while most of the mains had it handed to them on a silver platter.

It also reminded her how much she didn't like Sprout. The years of discrimination that she experienced and she saw the other non-mains experience soured her view of most of the mains, and especially that of Sprout, whom she found to be the most open about looking down on all of them.

While Sprout, much like Vee, had mellowed out after the closure of Gardenview, those old attitudes were still there, and having them come back out again strained his friendship with Cosmo.

(Don't mind Rodger, he also thinks the mains were assholes)

Shelly's relationship with Dandy is-

Oh they're busy my bad.

Finally we get to Dandy and Astro's friendship. Astro was always the quiet, shy, kind of ditzy friend that Dandy had. Despite his rather gloomy exterior, he was always an optimist, sometimes a bit TOO optimistic. As the workplace environment further deteriorated in Gardenview, he was basically deep in denial about his closest friends being morphed into callous assholes.

When Gardenview closed, it gave him a lot of time to reflect on all those years, but he still held out hope that all of his friends would eventually improve themselves.

When the ichor operation happened, and meeting everyone again, Astro really thought that all of them had changed for the better, including Dandy, who seemed to be the goofy, friendly face he remembered from the early years.

A bit TOO goofy and friendly, though...

Throughout the operation, Dandy took advantage of Astro's willingness to reconnect and coerced him into keeping quiet about the nature of the operation and what was actually wrong with him.

It didn't last, though, and thankfully Astro came to his senses and helped everyone else in finally defeating Dandy, escaping the lower levels of Gardenview, and contacting the outside world for rescue and to get the flower man thrown in jail.

Oh yeah, Dandy goes to jail in my AU! The whole case is unprecedented and becomes quite the news sensation for a while, though most everyone involved would rather go back to their mundane lives.

Due to the novelty of the case, and due to the fact Dandy didn't have the means to pull off the operation anymore, his stint in prison was reduced to only a couple of months, and a couple of years of community service. Without his status, his money, or ichor to misuse, Dandy was reduced to quite a pathetic state, one which several other toons (and some others) couldn't help but to make fun of, adding to his punishment.

Eventually, some of them did warm up to the guy again, in a "Oh poor sopping wet bastard" kind of way. One of them being Astro. Slowly, as much as he could, anyways, Dandy made amends with several people, and him and Astro finally found themselves being friends.

For real this time.

[orcasoul]

I'll Come Back For You

Summary: Letting go is hard to do for both of you. But as they say, if you love someone, you have to let them go.

Warnings: Death, Grieving, Mention of Injury, Swearing, No Use of Y/N.

Italics indicate inward thinking.

Word Count: 3,966

Joel sat on the porch swing, staring lovingly at how the late evening rays illuminated the varying deep shades of your hair, how it flowed down past your shoulders and blew gently in the summer breeze. God you're a work of art. He'd taken so much for granted before, but now, every time he casts his gaze upon you he savours each and every second.

The slope of your nose, the faint lines at the corners of your eyes, the few strands that have began to turn grey, even the way you hold yourself. If Joel had his way, these moments would never end. These are the moments when his life makes sense. Where he can breathe and just.... be. Where the gnarled roots of wretched sorrow and anger briefly release their strangling grip on his tormented soul.

In these precious moments, in your presence he can once again feel a spark of life ignite inside him, can almost feel the broken shards of his heart piecing themselves back together. He doesn't care how many times Tommy and Ellie have expressed their concern for his mental well being, or how they've begged him to open up to them and not shut them out. He doesn't need their pity or 'support'. You're all he needs.

"You're staring again," you chuckle, while turning to stare at Joel's warm eyes. A fond smile twitches at the corner of his mouth. "I'm sorry, I guess I am," he replies softly, but his tone is anything but apologetic. "I just can't help it. You're so beautiful." You smile sadly, looking down at Joel's hand. You reach over, instinct and love propelling you to take hold and lace your fingers with his.

But at the last moment, you stop and drop your hand to your lap. There was no need to look at Joel to know the anguish and longing written all over his face. Hell, you feel it too. The deep rooted need to feel each other's skin and warmth is overwhelming for you both. But it's no use. It can't happen now.

"So are you," you whisper affectionately. Your smile fades and Joel furrows his brow in confusion. "You've been awful quiet this evening, sweetheart. Something on your mind?" Joel asks, his voice laced with concern. You close your eyes and sigh. You don't want to answer. You don't want to have to do this, but it's for the best.

This cannot be ignored anymore. You refuse to sit by and watch the man you love retreat further and further into himself, downing in a sea of sorrow. As long as you are here, you are a painful reminder. You had hoped your presence would have helped Joel to come to terms with what happened, reassuring him that it was beyond his control.

There was nothing anyone could have done. But for all your efforts, you can see now that your being here means Joel is stuck in limbo. He needs to find a way forward, to find something to keep fighting for, and you fear that can't happen unless you give him the space grieve and heal.

"Joel...," your voice wobbles as you struggle against the lump in your throat. "It's time. You need to let me go. You have to allow yourself to move on." Joel's soulful brown eyes meet yours, glistening with unshed tears and you feel your heart breaking for him. 'I... I can't," his voice almost sounds pleading, "I can't do this without you."

He desperately wants to hold you, to keep you in his arms forever. He's never loved any woman the way he loves you. Love isn't a strong enough word to describe the depth of his devotion and affection for you. You are (were) his life, his joy, the very beat of his heart, a missing piece of his soul.

He can't do this, not again. How can he even put one foot in front of the other if you are not in step with him? Without you he will remain hollow, aimless, just a simple lifeform existing from one day to the next. You take a shuddering breath, hoping your next words can convince him.

"Yes, you can, baby. You're the strongest person I know. I know it will be hard and I'm sorry... "I"m so sorry it has to be like this-," "Don't," Joel cut you off gently, shaking his head, "You have nothing to apologise for," "Neither do you," you reply, matter of factly. Joel looked straight ahead, his jaw ticking as he tries to tamp down the anger festering away inside of him.

The self loathing he deserves for failing another person he loves. "I should have been there to protect you." "Oh Joel," you sigh, sadly, "How many times do I have to say it? We cannot control everything around us. You need to accept that life has it's own plan and what will happen, will happen. It's. Not. Your. Fault." You enunciate the last sentence with conviction, tears threatening to chock you at the obvious ruination haunting Joel's visage.

Even from his side profile the pain is clearly evident. A moment of silence follows, after which, Joel turns to face you, eyes redened, tears now trailing the curve of his cheeks. "I love you so much," his pained words are barely above a whisper, as if his grief is physically crushing his windpipe. "And I love you. I always have," you reply softly as your own tears begin to fall.

You want nothing more than to comfort him, to take him in your arms and shield him from his suffering, to wipe his tears away and kiss his soft salt and pepper curls. But it's impossible and you feel so helpless, so useless.... and you hate that. How cruel its, to be so close and yet, so far away.

"And that's why...," you take a deep breath, your own sorrow weighing heavily on you with what you now have to do. "I have to go." Joel's eyes widen but before he can protest, you continue, "I'm sorry," the regret choking you is stifling, "I wanted to help you find a way through this, but I can see now that I'm doing more harm than good. You need to be able to mourn, Joel. And you need to accept the love and support of those around you. You still have family here and they want so desperately to help you, but you've pushed them away. I can't bare to see you wasting away like this."

Somewhere, deep down Joel knew that this time would come, he knew you couldn't stay here forever, but how the hell can he let you go? It would be like expecting him to live without breath in his lungs. "Please, y... you can't go..." Joel's voice wavered as he continued., "I... I can't lose you again, sweetheart." You try to reassure him with a gentle smile, "You'll never never truly lose me, darling."

A sad sigh escapes you, "But you will lose yourself if you continue down this path, and I won't let that happen. Ellie and Tommy are so worried about you. You need them, even if you don' realise it." "How am I supposed to live every day without you? I just...," Joel lets out a shaky breath, rubbing his hand over his face, "I Cant. I've lost too much. I can't do it again."

The defeat in Joel's voice, his eyes, his posture causes your gut to twist up. You want to stay, it's tearing you apart inside, feeling as though you're abandoning him in his hour of need. But staying would only make things worse in the long run. Sometimes you have to make difficult decisions for the greater good. It will be hard for him, but he still has so much to live for, so much love to give, even if he's blind to it right now.

"Joel," you began, voice gentle but firm, "You can. The Joel Miller I know can do anything he puts his mind too." A barely visible smile appears at one corner of Joel's mouth, but as soon as it appears, it's gone. "I want you to do something for me, darling," " anything!" Joel replies in earnest. If you could physically caress his cheek right now, you would. It feels so wrong to not be able to touch him. All you can do is shuffle closer and lean into his tired face.

"I want you to promise me that you'll keep going, that you'll allow yourself to feel everything you need to, and that you'll lean on your family. Promise me that you'll live the best life that you can for yourself, for them... and for me, please." Joel is lost for words. He's done a lot of bad things in his life, but he must have done something good at some point for the universe to bring you to him. He doesn't deserve the endless love and concern you continue to bestow upon him, even in death.

Your bright and hopeful eyes bring Joel a sense of clarity. This is the last thing he can do for you, the last thing you'll ever ask of him, and he will do it, for you. No matter how difficult it will be. He suddenly doesn't feel so lost and adrift anymore. You have given him a new purpose. He will honour your last request until his dying breath. After a few seconds of quiet contemplation, Joel whispers, "I promise."

You release a sigh of relief, a heavy weight lifted from your shoulders at Joel's reassurance. He'll be alright. "And I promise you, when the time comes, I'll come back for you. One day, we'll be together again. But I have to go now," you pause, trying to fight the tears that threaten to fall again, "I won't say goodbye, cause this isn't goodbye. It's see you later."

Joel swallows the sob trying to climb up his throat. His heart is screaming at him to beg you to stay, but he knows when your mind is made up, it's made up. And you've decided he needs this. As much as he can't fathom not seeing you again for god knows how long, he takes comfort in knowing this separation is temporary. He will hold you again, laugh with you again and spend eternity by your side.

"I love you," Joel sniffled, knowing this is it, woe burying itself deeper into his soul. "I love you too," you declare, devotedly. "see ya later?" The words leave Joel's lips as a hopeful question. "See ya later," you confirm lovingly, and with that you fade into the soft golden twilight.

6 Years Later...

Joel couldn't focus, his eyelids like lead and his body trembling. The voices around him seemed distant and muffled one second, then loud and sharp the next. Throbbing pain bloomed through his torso, exacerbated by each breath he took. "What do you mean there's nothing more you can do?" Was that Tommy? "You can't just give up on him!" Tommy shouted, his voice a mixture of anger and fear.

"I'm so sorry, but all we can do now is try to make him as comfortable as we can." Darkness encompassed Joel as the voices began to fade once more. When his eyes opened again, he's met with the grave faces of Ellie and Tommy. He tries to sit up but his limbs feel too heavy, even turning his head is a challenge, and the oppressive atmosphere shrouding the room tells Joel the situation is... bad.

"What-" "Shhh...," soothed Ellie with tears in her eyes. "You're in the hospital." Joel swallowed thickly, wincing as his body screamed in protest at the slightest movement. He slowly turned his head to see Tommy standing at the other side of his bed. His blotchy, tear streaked face caused Joel's stomach to twist up in knots. At that moment, it all came rushing back to him.

The ambush while on patrol with Tommy, the broken baseball bat protruding from him (again), Tommy heaving his battered body onto his own horse so he could keep him upright on the journey back. He's been in dire situations more times than he'd like to remember but this time it's... different, both Tommy and Ellie's sombre mien thickening the atmosphere as every second passes.

And that's when it dawned on Joel; This isn't just bad, this is something he won't come back from. "Tell me...," Joel mumbled, weakly. Tommy cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice even, "The uh... the doctor..," Tommy lowered his head, shaking it as if in disbelief. Normally, Joel would snap at Tommy to 'spit it out' whenever he fumbled his words, but not this time. Not when his baby brother is clearly struggling to keep it together.

Tommy sighed, lifting his gaze to meet Joel's. "The doctor said you have internal bleeding and uh... there's nothing more they can do." Nothing more they can do. The words echo loudly in Joel's ears. He's had many close calls over the years. He'd used up his nine lives a long time ago and now his number was up. Our luck had to run out sooner or later. Tess' last words return as a grim reminder of the fragility of life in this world.

A part of Joel always knew he'd meet his end sooner rather than later, but being faced with that reality now.... well, nothing could have ever truly prepared him for this moment, the finality of his tumultuous life. Joel remained still, staring up at the ceiling while it sank in, a barrage of emotions crashing over him, simultaneously; Fear of the unknown, worry for the family he'll leave behind, regret for so many past mistakes, but also... acceptance. After everything he feels unexpectedly ready.

He'd kept his promise to you everyday for the past six years. He'd rebuilt his fragile relationship with Ellie. It took many deep and uncomfortable conversations and he always gave her space when she needed it, but slowly the cracks disappeared and the two became closer than ever, he even became a doting grandpa to JJ and a devoted uncle to Dylan.

The past mistakes with Tommy could never truly be erased, but he and Tommy both came to realise that they couldn't and more importantly, didn't want to dwell on it anymore, even Maria had come to accept Joel and gave him a second chance to start over with no animosity between them. He'd done that for you, just as you'd asked of him. Everyday Joel had kept your memory alive as he'd lived the best life he could, and now he's reached the end.

"Joel...," Ellie's quivering voice broke through Joel's hazy mind. The woefulness behind her tears caused Joel's heart to clench. "Come here, kiddo," comforted Joel as he slowly lifted an arm to embrace his adopted daughter. Her warm tears fell onto his neck as he gently rubbed the back of her head. "It's...okay. It'll be okay," he gulped while trying to be strong for her. "How can it be okay? How will any of us be okay without you?" Ellie wept, voice shaking with each breath.

"You're strong and you h... have people who care about you. Don't make the sa... same mistake I did," Joel told her as he thought about how he spent so long pushing people away. "I love you," she breathed out quietly into his ear, and Joel closed his eyes, sighing in contentment. "I love you too, baby girl. You take good... care of JJ... you hear me?" "I will," Ellie promised. Joel then looked to Tommy, who's head hung low in shame and remorse. "This is my fault," his jaw clenched in anger, the same way Joel's always does, "I'm so fucking sorry. I should have been quicker, should have killed that bastard sooner!"

"Hey...," Joel gently interrupted, "It's not your... fault. We were outnumbered." Tommy shook his head, seemingly unable to accept his failure. "Tommy," Joel began, in a no nonsense tone, causing his brothers' eyes to meet his own, "You got us out... of there and got us home. That's what... matters! So don't you dare b... blame yourself for th... this.

Tommy was speechless for a moment. He grabbed Joel's hand and asksed, "Who's gonna keep my ass in check around here now?" "I'm s...sure Maria has that covered...," it was becoming more difficult for Joel to talk, "and if not this one will do the job," he quipped, pointing to Ellie with a small chuckle but he immediately winced as shooting pains radiated around his lower abdomen. "Easy...," Tommy rested a comforting hand on Joel's shoulder.

As the hours wore on, Joel became weaker, his breathing more laboured. Medication helped to ease the worst of the pain, even though, at first he refused it, insisting that it was pointless to waste it on him. It was only after Ellie had begged him to take it, that he finally relented. Maria and Dina came to say a teary farewell but left the children with a babysitter, as Joel didn't want their last memories of him to be a bruised and bloodied man on his deathbed.

Day bled into night. Ellie and Tommy kept vigil at Joel's bedside while he slipped in and out of consciousness. Joel became even more breathless, his golden hue became pale and clammy. It wouldn't be long now. A sombre silence filled the air, holding more weight than any words could. But even if Joel wanted to speak, he found he suddenly lacked the strength to even open his mouth. An exhaustion he'd never experienced before swept over him like a warm blanket, along with a bone deep, desperate need to sleep. Just for a bit. I'll sleep just for a bit.

"Joel?..." a warm hand on his cheek and a soft voice he'd know anywhere, resounded in his ears like a sweet melody. His eyes shot open and he gasped in shock as he took in the image of you standing beside him and... touching him! Maybe he's dreaming? "Hi, baby," you smiled down at him with tears in your eyes, stroking his patchy jaw, tenderly. "You're here," he sputtered in disbelief.

"I promise I'd come back for you," you replied soothingly. And that's when Joel knew without a doubt he's not dreaming. As if on instinct Joel reached for your hand, clasping it in his own, bringing it to his mouth and pressed his lips to your soft palm. "I missed you," he cried, unable to believe that the moment he's waited years for is finally upon him. How he missed your delicate touch.

He'd dreamed of your embrace every night for the past six years, and now at long last, it's real. Joel swung his legs over the side of the bed, pulling himself up, the absence of pain and the rejuvenation of his 'body', another confirmation of his new reality. Joel wastes no time pulling you into his broad chest and you wrap your arms around his waist, burying your face in the crook of his neck.

You breathe in his woodsy and coffee scent, while at the same time Joel's nose buries itself in your hair, slowly inhaling your scent, one hand splayed across your back and the other cupping the back of your head. Tears stream down both of your faces as years of longing and loneliness come to an end. Now only forever awaits. "I missed you too," you wept, "So much." "I did it, darling. I did it all for you, every day," Joel whispered into your ear. You pull back, enough to look into his eyes, eyes filled with relief and love.

Gently holding his cheek, you reply, "I know. And I'm so proud of you. Now you can rest, my love." As the tears begin to dry and emotions calm somewhat, Joel realises you two weren't the only one's crying. Turning around his heart sinks and chest tightens as he has to witness Tommy holding a sobbing Ellie, while his own tears silently fall. On the bed, Joel's body lies motionless, drained of colour but with a serene peace adorning his relaxed features.

He remains frozen to the spot, wide eyed until you slip your hand into his, giving him a supportive 'I'm here' squeeze. "They'll be okay." You smooth your other hand up and down his arm. "They have each other and their families. They'll take care of them. And when the time comes, we'll all be together again." Joel answers with a silent nod, squeezing your hand in return. You know Joel through and through, and you know that he's always taken it upon himself to care for and protect those he loves.

But now that responsibility is his his no more. It'll be hard for Joel to relinquish said responsibility, which has been the staple in his life, but he has faith in Tommy, knowing he'll look after Ellie. They're family, blood or not. He can rest in that knowledge. "Joel...," he brings his attention back to you, raising a quizzical eyebrow at the smile plastered across your face. "I brought someone with me. Someone who has been waiting a long time to see you again."

Realisation of whom you are referring to flashes across Joel's face, but before the name can pass his lips, he hears the sweetest, most perfect voice say the word he hasn't been called in over twenty years. "Dad...," With bated breath, Joel slowly turned around, his mind struggling to function properly. There she is! His baby girl, standing in front of him, just as beautiful as he'd remembered her.

"Sarah...," Joel whispered in awe, frozen to the spot where he stood. 'Hi, old man," she smiled as she closed the gap between them. Her close proximity snapped Joel out of his statue like stance, quickly pulling her into his arms and holding her tightly to his chest. "I missed you," she cried into his chest, while wrapping her arms around his waist. "I missed you too," Joel choked out, "It's okay baby girl, I'm here, I'm here," he comforted her as his own tears joined hers.

He tenderly drew her head back, cupping her face in his hands, his eyes absorbing every beautiful inch of her features; Her expressive eyes that has passed onto her, that killer smile he'd always thought of so fondly, the blush of pink that always tinted her cheeks. God how he'd missed her. "You're grey," Sarah teased through her tears, running her fingers through his soft curls.

Joel chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners with warmth and admiration. "Your beautiful." He pulls her in for another hug and turns his head to you. You are crying silent, happy tears for them both. Joel reaches out, silently beckoning you over. With his daughter under one arm and the woman he loves under the other, he now feels complete.

His post cordyceps life has led to this very moment, to be with the people he loves the most. Of course his heart aches at the thought of leaving Tommy and Ellie behind, but it won't be forever. You're right. It's his time to rest. Sarah takes his hand in hers, her thumb rubbing over the scars on his knuckles. "Let's go home," she said, softly, "We have much to talk about."

With one last glance over his shoulder and a nod of confirmation, Joel is ready. A bright mist hovers where a wall should be, a calm and quiet ambience emanating from within. Together, with linked hands the three of you slowly disappear as you walk through the veil into forever.

[lxdymoon0357]

Hii Can I request A part 2 Of the where the reader Treats rashta like a human being rather than a slave ?

Pls take ur time

-Sincerely,📻😈 anon

(Heyyy 📻😈 anon! How have you been thank you again for requesting this and hopefully you enjoy your time here! Also don't know if you wanted it romantic or platonic, so made it neutral... Part 1 also I'm changing the fact that she didn't have any kids to that she only had Ian and she isn't pregnant Gloryem!)

Rashta, their companion Pt.2

◈ Rashta is always at your beck and call and always helps you in your work, she's waiting for you to call her when you need help while she is either doing something for her wedding clothes shops or dress shop and clothing shops (she sells everything a woman needs).

◈ Or when she is doing some resin art, she is sometimes hoping that you will call her because you missed her...She is very attached to you, emotionally and physically :))

◈ Whenever she is eating foods, you and all the servants together, she thinks of you all like a family and wonders if you all think of her as one too? Hopefully, cause she can now never bear to think about all of you not being with her!

◈ She is always happy to enjoy time with kids, even though her PTSD sometimes causes her to have panic attacks and push kids away, cause she gets scared and it always scares the kids as well, sadly...

◈ But their parents understand her situation and they are always happy to help her calm down, the kids don't mind either, cause their parents explained how Miss. Rashta has a bad past and an illness which causes her to be very scared around kids and so they try their best to not scare her.. :(((((

◈ She will always dedicate many of her works to you, designing them on your favourite colours, patterns you like, things you like, etc. She is always happy to see, how you enjoy her art, cause it means the world to her!

◈ She is so grateful for you, every season of her clothing shops, she will first and foremost release a season for you! and only after your season will she put out the other season! She is a trendsetter and many people like her works!

◈ She loves animals and love to care for them, she also loves spending ties with the kids in the manor, it's honestly makes her inner child heal and makes her feel better and refreshed! She will go to any length, she will be a princess or a dragon or a knight or a witch, she is just happy to be around the kid! And she loves to feed animals, groom them, brush their fur or simply stroke them.

◈ She will always have you take breaks by helping her in designing or doing resin art or something relaxing in general or talking a walk around the manor! She doesn't want you to overwork!

◈ She would always go picnics with you whenever she and you get the time, she always has the best treats and acquires the cheapest yet the healthiest foods! She sometimes even brings everyone in the manor, including the kids and servants and maybe even pets!!

◈ She is friendly and makes friends easily, and she can also easily test people unless they're her friend..then she can never know who is her fake friend and so she trust your judgement and hopefully your judgement is good, cause if not, then well....she doesn't care how many friend she loses, as long as you're with her...

◈ Rashta eagerly misses Ian and is always having nightmares about him, his birth and his killing...She can't ever forget about him, so you got her a HUGE portrait of her with Ian in her arms, and another where she said she wanted you to get one where Ian is all grown and head of your manor and he looks like a mixture of you and her!

◈ She got you to get a trainer for her so she could learn sword-fighting or hand-to-hand combat because she wants to be strong and it is quite of her interest! and she enjoys it and you can't say no to your girlfriend and so she's good at that as well, surprisingly!

[saywhatjessie]

“So you thought you kissed your way into that situation, might as well kiss your way out of it?” “Basically!” Jamie cried. “‘S like that old American sitcom, innit?”* Or the one where Jamie can't stop kissing Roy in front of other people. Written for the @rjbigbang! 10.1k [Ao3] Video by MicheleYourBelle under the cut

The way it started was so fucking stupid that Roy could not be surprised at any of the stupid things that followed.

He was sitting at his desk - the one that had formerly been Ted’s - and Jamie was sitting on the corner, chatting with Nate about Mother’s Day plans. It was still early, Jamie having taken a ride to training with Roy, so it was still mostly just the coaches waiting for the rest of the team to fill out the dressing room.

“It’s always shitty being so far from mummy on mummy’s day,” Jamie said, sadly, his feet gently kicking back against Roy’s desk. “But she always likes the flowers I send her. And Simon lets me pick what he makes her for breakfast, so it’s like I’m there.”

“That’s thoughtful, Jamie,” Nate smiled, his own feet kicking back against the bookshelves he always perched on. “My mum never lets anyone cook for her, not even on mother’s day. But I do get her flowers. My niece and I might make her another special box as well.”

“You’re dead good at those,” Jamie told him. “But what does she need all these boxes for?”

“Oh, nothing. They all end up collecting dust in the attic. But we like making ‘em and she likes getting ‘em, so there’s really no harm.”

“Unless you consider ecological harm,” Trent said, sliding into his place against the doorframe, his mug softly steaming. “I imagine this crafting generates considerable waste.”

“Come on, Trent, you can’t quantify the quality of making art by equating it to the trash it makes,” Beard argued. “I’d rather Nate and baby niece Nate make a ton of garbage doing crafts than the waste major corporations generate doing capitalism.”

“And you could always recycle,” Jamie said. “Use old magazines or summat. That’s what I used to do.”

“Were you crafty, Jamie?” Trent smiled. “Make little posters of your favourite footballers?”

Jamie stiffened, his eyes head making an aborted jerk like he was fighting not to look at Roy. “No.” 

Roy smirked.

“All right,” Roy started, leaning forward in his chair and shoving at Jamie’s back. “That’s enough, Tartt, go put on your kit.”

“Okay so maybe I did!” Jamie said, hopping off the desk and turning to face Roy. “Doesn’t mean they were for you. There are other footballers.”

“Not according to Simon,” Roy grinned, his head tilting back to look up at Jamie as Jamie stepped toward him. “I can call him and get the real story if you like.”

Jamie scoffed, folding his hands into the bottom of his jumper. “Simon doesn’t know everything .” He frowned, leaning forward. “But you better not call mummy.”

Roy rolled his eyes, his face going just a bit too fond for company. “Go change, Tartt.”

“Ay ay, Coach,” Jamie said before leaning in to kiss him goodbye.

Roy and Jamie had kissed before. They kissed all the time: had been since they first kissed after that disastrous fight over Keeley that got both of them kicked out of her home and good graces. They’d worked out their aggression, their mutual attraction and, soon enough, their quads while they were fucking it out back at Roy’s place.

Roy’d had a special clause put in his manager contract that he wouldn’t have to break up with Jamie and Jamie would be totally protected as a player if they did break up. He’d worked it out with Rebecca, with Higgins, and with Sharon during his many therapist appointments about it.

But no one else knew. They’d never done this in front of anyone else.

They both froze.

Jamie pulled away. He and Roy had a half second of eye contact where they had the following silent conversation:

“I fucked up.”

“You fucked up.”

“I can fix it!”

“How the fuck are you gonna fix it?”

“Shut up, I’ve got this.”

Jamie stood up, his back rail straight, and took a deep breath. Roy watched him as he put the ‘Jamie Tartt’ affectation back on, smirk fixed, as he turned back to the rest of the room, everyone still struck speechless.

“Coach!” Jamie said, again, stepping towards Nate. Nate sat there, stunned, as Jamie took his face in his hands and kissed him full on the mouth.

Now it was Roy’s turn to be speechless.

“Big man Trent Crimm!” Jamie said, turning to Trent, and planting a fat one on the writer’s mouth. Tren’t mouth was still puckered when Jamie pulled back.

Jamie turned and pointed at Beard. “And I wouldn’t forget you, Coach!”

Beard tilted his face up to accept the kiss, seeming more prepared for it than the other two had. 

Jamie pulled away with a loud “Muah!” and grinned around to the assembled coaches, slightly manic. “See you on the pitch!” And he turned and fled the office.

They all watched him go for a few beats before the other three all turned their gazes to Roy, demanding explanation.

Roy did his best to pull out a Roy Kent worthy performance. “What the fuck was that!?”

Trent hummed, touching his mouth, consideringly. “Not half bad is what that was.”

Roy swallowed a growl. He couldn’t be obviously jealous and it’s not like Trent was wrong. Jamie was a famously excellent kisser.

“I'm more surprised you let it happen,” Nate said, still staring at Roy. “You didn’t even headbutt him.”

Roy grunted, crossing his arms. “It’s in my contract I’m not allowed to nut players anymore.”

“Still, you think you’d do it on instinct,” Beard said, eyebrow raised. “You didn’t even shove him.”

“I panicked! Froze up or some shit.” Roy said, desperate to get the attention off of him. “None of you did it either.”

Nate shrugged his mouth. “Well I never dreamed he’d kiss me .” he said. “He used to shove sweaty pants at my face.”

“I figured he was trying something.” Beard said, dismissively. “Thought we’d see where it goes.”

They all looked at Trent who held up his rainbow mug in tribute. “Who am I to deny a kiss from a beautiful man?”

Roy very heroically did not possessively bare his teeth.

“Well I’ll tell him to cut that out,” he grunted. “Can’t have players just go around kissing people. We’ll have a whole sexual harassment crisis.”

“That’s only if people don’t want Jamie to kiss them,” Beard said, fairly.

Roy couldn’t quite bite back his growl at that. Beard put up his hands.

“I think it’s nice that we’ve created a culture where our players can be so comfortable with us,” Nate noted, pleased. “Remember when they were throwing me in bins?”

“Those can’t be the only two options,” Trent said. “Kissing or bins?”

“You’re right, we need a third option,” Beard said, leaning back in his chair. “Kiss, bin, go drinking with.”

“The three genders,” Trent confirmed with a smirk. “Of those three options, I’m happy to kiss Jamie. Couldn’t lift him to put him in a bin and I worry how we’d fair in conversation.”

Nate and Beard hummed in agreement and now Roy wanted to defend Jamie’s conversation skills of all things.

He wouldn’t because that would be fucking suspicious but he wanted to. How pathetic.

“I’ll bin the twat,” Roy said instead. “Someone should.”

“He’d probably bin himself if you asked him to,” Beard noted, smirking.

Roy smirked back, not disagreeing.

[Read the rest on Ao3]

[got-a-new-recipe-for-pound-cake]

Yes I made another OC, I have like one more and then I think I'll take a break

Template by @jimothy-hopkins

Art by me

Birthday: June 6

Grade During Main Story: 11th

Hobbies: Wrestling, Video Games, Weight Lifting

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Favorites:

Color: Lilac

Food: Street Tacos

Album: Take Off Your Pants And Jacket

Movie: National Lampoon’s Vacation

Artist: Gorillaz

Song: Josie

Class: Gym

Carnival Activity: High Striker

Outfits:

Background: Grew up in Bullworth Town, with a mother father, and two younger siblings who are twins. Has always been interested in sports. Got into Bullworth on a sports scholarship at age 14. Was treated terribly by Juri until she beat him in a wrestling match. Started dating Ray the year before Jimmy showed up. Was made fun of for her weight by the bullies at first, when she punched the ever living shit out of one of them they shut up real quick.

More About Louis: She is one of the Jocks with a driver's license, thus driving them places quite frequently. She is one of the students who doesn’t smoke, but she does drink alcohol a lot at jock parties. Most of the time she is very chill. Is a big pop punk and punk fan. Got tickets to The Warped Tour 2005 at Three County Fairgrounds. Very much is feared by other students on campus, except the little kids because she will defend them. Though others would disagree due to her looks Louis is actually in great shape, and works out a lot. She isn’t the brightest naturally, but she very much works hard to keep up her grades to keep her scholarship.

Relationships:

Jimmy: She’s pretty chill with him, once asked him to help her get a gift for her and Ray’s anniversary.

Gary: He put a tack on her chair and she put him in the trash.

Russel: Is actually very chill with him, and doesn’t patronise him like others do. The other reason the bullies leave her alone.

Derby: He heard about how tough she was, and refrains from making fun of her for being on a scholarship unless Bif is around, or it's behind her back.

Bif: She doesn’t ever engage with him in fights because she respects his title as Glassjaw Boxing Champion (until Jimmy came along).

Justin: She finds it very annoying whenever he hangs around the jocks.

Gummy: Gummy is her friend, and roommate. She will give her discounts at the record store, and Louis also encourages her to confess her feelings to Dan.

Lefty: Is pretty chill with him due to his friendship with Luis, gets annoyed by the secondhand smoke.

Earnest: Thinks he’s an annoying little twerp, and tried to sabotage him during the election.

Thad: Is very shocked he’s Dan’s brother, was pretty mad at him about the Mandy posters.

Ted: Got very annoyed by the lesbian jokes he was making at her, and told him to cut it out. He actually listened to her and now they’re chill.

Damon: Respects him a lot, and they are sometimes workout buddies.

Bo: They are pretty friendly with each other and will go to the carnival together.

Casey: Was pretty annoyed at how much he was hitting on her her first week at Bullworth, and still isn’t very fond of him.

Dan: They are pretty close, she hangs out with him a lot after both of their respective practices.

Juri: Very much does not like him due to his misogyny.

Kirby: They work out together a lot and unlike others she actually sees how tough he is.

Luis: She and Luis are on very good terms and she very much enjoys company. They both think it’s funny how similar their names are.

Mandy: Although Mandy made fun of her at first, Louis comforted her once after she made herself sick in the girls locker room and they’ve been friends ever since.

Bob: Probably her favorite jock, both of them hang out a lot.

Zoe: Both of them have immense respect for each other.

Bailey: They are very close, and Louis is always happy to hang with her.

Ray: Everyone is shocked that Ray has a girlfriend. Louis will defend Ray from people bullying him, which sadly causes people to make fun of him even more. Louis talks about him somewhat frequently, and her friends always question what she sees in him

OG Inspiration:

Lauren Zizes

Amerie

[gollywallyy]

what’s Hallie’s story? How did they end up together?

Honestly, I’ve been building on it for years and I think I just got it good for the Arkhamverse and my AU 🫶 bless you for asking because I genuinely wanted to babble about this for a good second!!

(Art credit; @wingedqueenlynx / putrefy on fb and twitter!)

Putting this under a read more since it’s a lot and i don’t wanna clog up the tags lol

Hallie grew up in Gotham, mainly the part of Gotham that’s in poverty and crime is pretty active and high. Her mother, Maggie, got pregnant from her husbands friend, which quickly ended that friendship and strained the marriage they had for so long.

Maggie, not in favor of getting rid of Hallie, carried her until 12 months later. Her husband, Derick, barely ever gave Hallie attention when she was growing up. Never really holding her, feeding her, or just really being there. He was honesty hurt to even look at Hallie when she was a baby/toddler, knowing that she only had her mothers gene that was between the two of them, the other being his best friend since high school.

Maggie noticed this really really quick, trying her hardest to have him be close to her and ignore the elephant in the room to give her a good childhood. It worked, for a few months, until he broke and yelled at her, saying how horrible she is for doing this to him, how he could never love a child that’s not his, and that was conceived from cheating. How he only saw her and his best friends feature on her, and wanted her gone for good.

She tried to fight for Hallie to still stay with them, even saying she would agree to a divorce with him if it meant she could keep her. He declined and stood his ground this time, not even budging from his stance on this.

After all of that, Hallie didn’t know what was happening as she was only 4 years old when they began this discussion. Derick pressing onto Maggie that she’s too young to really remember what’s going on, and someone would happily take her from the orphanage, giving her a better home than what they can give. As they began to help her pack for a ‘trip’, they left shortly, and headed to pinkneys orphanage, barley even a word spoken from Derick as Maggie tried to be strong and not let on what’s going on.

As they arrived, they brought in Hallie’s bag, letting her wander and look about, as they wrote down information and everything they need to do this. A good 15 minutes later, they sighed and left quickly, as to not see her after all of this and make it harder. Hallie, coming back to the officer to find her parents and ask what’s going on, she noticed her bags were left and they’re no where to be seen. The lady at the front desk feels horrible for her, as she consoles her and tried to comfort with what’s going on.

For her stay at the orphanage, she began to decline in her mental health, getting bullied and punched by the boys, and being harassed by the girls on her side of the living arrangements. Soon, she just sorta snaps and begins to fight back, even getting close to breaking someone’s arm for just taking her food. At this point, she was really gone and more like a rabid animal than a teenager through puberty.

After a bad incident with nearly almost killing another kid there, the cops were called and she was sent to the adolescent unit in Arkham until they know what to really do for her. It wasn’t better there for her either, panic attacks and meltdowns, she was strapped to a gurney and forced to calm down either by the doctors letting it happen until she became unconscious, or if by extreme methods, injecting her with medications that will knock her out enough for them to plan the next step.

As she was there for months now, no sign of them moving her somewhere different or even if that was a thing they wanted to do, she began to sorta isolate from the others and not be social at all, nearly becoming reclusive. One of the guards there, Isaac frost, was sadly the person that she latched onto after all of this, even with her being a minor and him an adult. He pretended to be a good guy, someone she would trust and do whatever for, not letting it slip of who he really was.

He managed to get her free from Arkham when she turned 18, as she was a legal adult now, with Isaac pulling strings in the background for it to happen at all. After she began to live with him, things slowly got worse over time; his drinking, his yelling, the way he talks down to her, and even embarrasses her for fun infront of people. He knew what he was doing for sure, breaking her down enough that she’ll let him build her up to something he wants.

With him doing all of that, Hallie only got more reclusive again, barely ever going out or seeing others. Part of it being now social anxiety to the highest, part of it the control Isaac has over her that she has to asl permission to go out, and if he doesn’t want her to? She doesn’t. Fighting against this will only make a fight, which Hallie is just honestly weak to do right now.

Besides all of that, Isaac did allow her to go to college since she was a A+ student in and out of Arkham, making her eligible to go to Gotham university. It was a big struggle at first, given on her record she was at Arkham for aggravated assault, but thanks to Isaac once more, pulling strings, she was allowed in.

Hallie began to study psychology, as she did learn a lot of things in Arkham, soon becoming a huge interest to help others and learn about the human mind and brain more and more. After sometime and her grade being good as ever, the teacher announced that those who have good grades will be able to be side by side with a psychologist at certain locations; black gate prison, Arkham asylum, and the Wayne’s mental health foundation.

Hallie didn’t want to do the foundation as she’s heard horror stories, neither Arkham due to her own issues with them, so she chose black gate. The only two psychologists there were dr. Harleen quinzel, and dr. Jonathan crane. She’s heard about dr. Crane before, even reading his book before she started college, figuring that he was very well known in the field and outside. Hallie filled out a form to sign up for this, the teacher surprised she chose him out of harleen.

Her teacher did warn her about how strict and basically uptight he is with things, Hallie taking mental notes of this. After a month, she got the approval to be his student/apprentice.

The time she began to spend with him, noting what he points out and does, even making sure she learns to read his face, making sure she was doing what she was suppose to do and if it was okay with him. First few days were abit irritating to handle with crane, mainly how he seems very.. mean to the patients, even kinda cruel to them if they don’t give him what he wants to hear and do. Seeing how he bickers and fights with dr. Quinzel, with her pointing out his flaws with group therapy, and him saying how gentle and stupid she is with them.

There were moments she was the middle man, harleen wanting her to tell crane what she says, and by guessing how he reacts to it, she’ll tell harleen what he had to say about it. Weirdly enough, this telephone game she was playing with them only really brought crane close to her in a way. Normally he’d insult and be rude with her, slowly now complimenting her alittle, if you squint your eyes you can tell. He’ll give her less work if she seems too stressed and close to a breakdown, even allowing her MAYBE a day off.

It wasn’t until more months in the program, crane finally sorta allowed her to be by his side with this, not in his shadow anymore. He’d use her information she gave to him about mental health to pick apart peoples brain, even learning more about reading people and their energy. Which he did know greatly about, but got abit more information than he had. Hallie began to feel more relaxed when working with him, not really tired or stressed. Just sorta happy to be around him.

When Jonathan learned about her marriage with Isaac, he was quick to suggest to leave him, after hearing how they met. Commenting that it’d be stupid as hell to stay with someone like that, and that she’s smarter than this. Hallie tries to fight him on it, saying that the good times over weigh the bad times.

That was, until he began to be alittle physical with her, shoving and pushing her out of the way, getting into her face and pretending that he was going to hit her. Which in turn, made her just get closer to Jonathan, seeing him as the light in a dark hole. It was not long until she began to feel more with him, now really doing whatever he says even if it was confusing and concerning. In some messy way he was her savior and someone that she needed in her life.

After sometime of course, things got more sensual with crane, him basically kinda using a power balance with her. She’s just an intern, he’s the leader here. Soon, after Jonathan got invited to a professional party with the head of black gate and Hugo strange. He was told that he’s invited to bring a plus one to it, him thinking it over until he comes to the conclusion that Hallie would be more suitable than harleen, plus.. given how she has nearly the same knowledge of the human mind and psyche, Jonathan could show her off and show people how great of a teacher he was, even with the gun incident.

After the party is nearly over, Jonathan suggests to drive her home, given she couldn’t get ahold of Isaac at all. She agrees and jumps into his car, until he suggests once more that they could go to his place, show her more of his own lab and work he’s been brewing out of sight. Part of it was true, part of it was because he wanted her, in a sexual sense.

With him bringing her to his home, and countless times he has brought her over to show her how is toxin is, and how it works, along with fucking her of course.

With some time passing, before Arkham Shadow, Jonathan begins to make her work on his toxin with him, pressing her to grab inmates that would be suitable for this. Hallie, who now has Jonathan as her Favorite Person, and obsession now, willingly does it, sometimes making sure they were bad people beforehand, sometimes not caring.

After Shadow, with Jonathan having eyes on him now after the court incident, he becomes scarecrow with the help of the psyche break, and she finally leaves Isaac and goes off grid basically, no way he could find her unless he REALLY digs for it.

At this point of the timeline, Hallie is more.. unstable and skittish, happily doing whatever Jonathan wants, and there are times she does fight what he wants, not wanting anything to do with it, but normally fails and puts her head down and does it.

[doctorstrangereview]

0129: Doctor Strange (vol. 2) #5

Cover Date: December 1974 On-Sale Date: September 10, 1974

And we come to the end of the first arc of our new Doc solo series. Sadly this is Frank Brunner's swan song as he leaves Doc, never to return. It's sad. Fortunately Gene Colan returns to art chores next issue. Doc died last issue and returned to life in the last few panels. Let's see what he does with it and what he does to Silver Dagger.

Clea is still a prisoner of Silver Dagger who is still attempting to break and "reform" her from the teachings of her demonic former instructor. Clea calls him mad and he replies he's as sane as anyone, proving it by comparing himself to Cotton Mather and members of the Inquisition. Yeah, that proves your sanity! Because it's what villains do and maybe Steve needed to burn a few pages of real estate, Dagger expounds on his origin!

In a nutshell: Dagger-to-be was a priest in the Catholic Church who worked his way up to cardinal. He expected to become pope but someone else was elected. For reason this makes Dagger-to-be in his own words "comprehend the power of evil." It sounds to me more like he's the ultimate sore loser. Brunner has some odd ideas about clergy vestments. Here's Dagger-to-be as a cardinal.

Here's the pope that's about to die wearing I don't know what.

Dagger-to-be goes wandering around in a fog until he stumbles into the Vatican forbidden library. He reads and reads and believes God has a new mission for him. To stamp out black magic with black magic. To me this is like fighting pornography by making hardcode blue movies, but what do I know? By the way, Brunner's Vatican Library has some cool books.

H. P. Lovecraft would be amused in-between his thoughts about European superiority. Dagger-to-be searches out mystic practitioners, learns all he can from them and murders them. He went to find the Ancient One but the old dude was already dead. For some reason Brunner draws the crypts of Kaa-U instead of the lamasery at Kamer-Taj. Did Dagger-to-be get his addresses mixed up?

Clea has now fainted. We don't know if she heard Dagger's entire story, but it doesn't really matter. While Dagger is distracted by Clea's current state, something slips out of the nearby All-Purpose Amulet of Agamotto. It's Doc! In through the Orb, out through the Amulet. Hey, maybe Dagger stealing it was a good thing! Doc doesn't have to travel.

Doc's senses have expanded and he's having one gnarly trip and it's without the aid of LSD!

This is definitely one time where eccentric panels work like a charm! Doc tries to find his body, but instead finds the wax figure Dagger decapitated a few of issues ago. He's confused and enters it anyway. He actually manages to get it going, despite like things like muscles.

Kicking the head is a nice touch. Doc-figure creeps up on Dagger and this is a truly marvelous image.

Dagger cuts the wax-figure to pieces, but Clea suspects more is at work here.

Doc "surges" into Clea. I think Englehart was perfectly aware of the double entendre he wrote! Together the two escape Dagger and flee back to the Sanctum Sanctorum. Steve and Frank even give us bystanders gawking at Clea's kooky outfit!

Clea/Stephen arrives back at the Sanctum and they ask Wong if Doc's body is still there. He answers in the affirmative while we look in on Dagger in hot pursuit. Dagger is not exactly thrilled about being mugged along the way.

Back at the Sanctum, Clea/Stephen asks why the body is still here and Wong says he couldn't bring himself to make the journey to Kaa-U. He probably dreads having to dig the place out with he bare hands after the place collapse in Marvel Premiere #10. He also mentions, that Doc doesn't have the usual dead body smell. Doc rejoins his body which, fortunately isn't really dead.

Dagger has arrived and he is so focused on Clea he hasn't put the clues together that Doc might still be alive. Dagger burst into the study with Doc and Clea. Frank gives us some great, cinematic panels.

After his poor aim, Dagger uses the Amulet to attack Doc and Clea. The pair manage to take over the eye. Clea remarks that she's able to to this much easier now. Doc "surging" into her appears to have increased her power. The pair point the Eye at Dagger who is suddenly filled with wisdom (or something) and jumps into the Eye!

The ordeal over, Doc and Clea share a tender moment. Guess where Dagger is?

The caterpillar has an eternal conversation partner!

And those we close the arc! Sadly it's Frank's final turn on Doc except for a one-shot in 2010. He has really been spectacular. Next issue Gene Colan restarts his long association with Doc. He will have a pair of runs that will end with issue #47. He returns for one more issue in the successor series.

This is a charming finale. There's so much at stake, but as in previous stories, these high stakes are told in an intimate tale with a small cast. Steve manages to communicate Dagger's insanity both through his origin and his actions. The man is loony! Doc hangs onto Dagger's dagger and Chris Claremont even remembers it, although it functions a bit differently. I'll get to that one in a couple of months.

Doc shows why he is sorcerer supreme. He approaches Dagger after he invades the Sanctum with a combination of caution and confidence. His absolute faith in Clea is on display here as well. There are some minor glitches I pointed out above but they don't distract from the larger story. A well done finale from one of my favorite creative teams.

[glapplebloom]

Doing my part to help the Kickstarter, even though it smashed its original goal in Five Hours...

Animation VERSUS is a fighting game by the same person behind the Animated Vs Series: Alan Becker. By the time of this writing, they already have six ideas for playable characters and the first Stretch Goal is for Character #7 (and time of upload, they're up to their 12th). But with the promise of new characters in the game you know the one thing many people would love to know: who's gonna be in it. So this list will feature 10 (or more) characters I would like to see in this game. Split into characters seen in the series and Stick Figures from history’s past.

1 - The Chosen One and the Dark Lord

I said more because I am grouping people together because of their relationship with each other. So the Chosen One is the Main Stick Figure of Episode 2 while the Dark Lord was created to fight him. In the end of the episode they decided to work together but the Dark Lord was taking things too far. So epic DBZ Style fighting. These two would definitely be fun characters to see in action.

2 - The Victim and His Crew

Introduced in Episode 9, we see four unique takes on Stick Figures. One that looks like the ones you see on signs. A more pixel art version. One that is traditionally drawn. And a normal looking one but has access to Photoshop. These concepts alone would make seeing them playable sound cool. But of course seeing the Victim playable is also awesome. Imagine he’s the final boss with some super giant robot suit.

3 - The Animator

Thanks to a comment I saw in the trailer, having the Animator represented by a Mouse Icon sounds fun. He could be a Master Hand kind of character. Like having no defensive options to make up for free range movement ability. Seeing what Alan did with them just for the Fight Animations shows there are a lot of fun options available if they went with this direction.

4 - Mitsi 

She was an angel when the Victim needed one. She was an angel when others needed help. When she was taken away, that’s when Victim went to a darker path to hunt the person responsible for this. And sadly that was the Chosen One to his eyes. The fact he was working with the Animator definitely ensured his hatred was set in stone. With her being playable, I would think it would be more like Phoenix Wright or Isabelle where their fighting style is not really fighting but doing their normal everyday thing.

5 - Doki and Nabi

First appearing in Episode 6 as a one image cameo and again in Episode 11 where Mitsi helped Doki save Nabi, essentially being the reason she is currently missing in action, I think that’s more than enough reason to put them in. And SamBakZa himself even created art for that moment, I think he’ll be cool with having them in the game. I can see them being a Banjo/Kazooie kind of character where Dobi does most of the fighting while Nabi blocks for her and is the Special Moves. And when they add Super Moves...

6 - Henry Stickmin and Ellie Rose

Now with the characters from the series already decided, time for Stick Figures of the past. And the first to come to mind is Henry Stickmin. With so many wacky things he can pull from, he would be a fun addition to the roster. Plus, if the stars align we could possibly have a Alan Becker/Death Battle collab where we research and he animates. Or if Innersloth also wants in on this could be the greatest collab on the Internet. Also, Ellie would be cool to see too.

7 - Red and Blue

Not to be confused with Red and Blue already in the game, these two are from Dick Figures: an online web series created by Ed Skudder where Red is the wild and wacky one while Blue is more of a straight man. They too have some amazing fight scenes and with so much wacky stuff that happened to them plenty of stuff that could be pulled for a fun moveset. And if they can bring back the Voice Actors to do the roles one more time it would be awesome.

8 - Fancy Pants Man

Fancy Pants Man is a Stick Figure from a series of Flash Platformer Games called Fancy Pants created by Brad Borne. It was some of the smoothest platforming at the time. He has multiple games and spin-offs and he was in Newgrounds Rumble, which was a Platform Fighter so there is plenty of stuff to pull from to give him a full movelist. And honestly, having everyone in this song would just be cool to have.

9 - White (?)

As far as I can tell, this Stickman does not have a name. So I’m calling him White since he is white. But regardless, this is from a game known as the Stickman Project. Specifically Stickman Project: Rebirth by Neron’s Brother. Between that game and the trailer for the Animated Series, there looks to be a lot of fun stuff you can bring to this that would be unique among the other Stickmen. Plus, you could throw in stuff from his other Game: Supreme Duelist Stickman to add to the fun.

10 - The Stick Slayer

When the internet was young, so too was animation by the people. At the time, no animation style was as smooth as Stick figures. People loved it, but being the internet even at those times people were complaining about it. One person named Ben Spurgin made a character to reflect on those people: the Stick Slayer. A character so bent on slaying Stick Figures, he would be a great addition to this game just to see him be the villain despite claiming to be the hero.

And these are my picks. How about you?

[tansyuduri]

Merlin Loregasm Rewatch S1E7

Hi Everyone! Welcome to my rewatch of Merlin focusing on the lore. I am a giant nerd so pretty excited about this. We’re on THE GATES OF AVALON

Okay so them being atacked in the forest and Arthur not batting an eyelid means that this can happen fairly often and is not that strange. Uther claims he saved Camalot from anarchy and I expect he did in most villages but the roads and wilderness are not always safe. (Good news for fanfiction writers.) This is the first time we see this is the case I believe when it's not a magical attacking issue. HOWEVER Arthur and Merlin still go out alone a great deal.

Tir Mawr legit just means "Large Land" in Welsh.

The wiki assumes that Tirmawr is a land in Avalon. I dunthink so based on Uther seeming to know what it is, and the fact that the name is Welsh while sidhe spells are in old Irish.

Funfact Caerleon was the home of King Arthurs Court in the original Welsh version. Caerleon is now a town and comunity in Newport Wales. In the iron age (pre roman) it was home to a warlike tribe and the center of a wealthy trading network. It later became a Roman Port. In the 5th century (relatively around Merlin times) it became part of the new kingdom of Gwent.

What trouble? Does he mean her visions? It could be because he reminds her not to tell Uther about it. But if she did with previous dreams you would think Uther would have jumped on it one way or another. I think he means somthing else by how Morgana reacts. I bet she was a huge prankster as a child or kept doing non girly things and trying to learn fighting, or pushing limits. and since "Morgana can do no wrong" in Uthers eyes he looked for someone else to blame. (I may be slightly biased here since it fits my headcannons about young Morgana just a headsup.)

EYYYY First sidhe staff blast and first appearance of eyes turning red during sidhe magic! Sadly we don't see the blast on screen and just hear it.

Arthur: Well I'm supposed to be on Patrol with the guard and my father this morning.

Ok! So part of Arthur's duties seem to be going on patrol with the guard and Uther. This is probably a fairly normal thing. But I expect its happening right now more due to the fact some nobles were attacked in the woods recently.

Urged to tell Uther about her vision of Arthur drowning (More on this later) this is how Morgana reacts. Later Gaius tells merlin the Seer's Art is separate from magic but close to it. But I think Morgana just thinks of it as magic because Gaius never tells her anything. I mean she does have other magic, but at this point she doesn't know it.

Merlin confirms these are indeed tomatoes in an earlier line. Which means Camalot has tomatos, I have my wizard theory but my freind @catsconflictscopicsandchamomile And I talked about another theory she has. About Perhaps the Vikings in the Merlin world formed a bit earlier, and reaching more into America and starting a bit of a trade network. That these American crops were indeed grown in Briton BUT were gone by the time of the Norman conquest because the soil was not right for them.

I further propose that perhaps the volcanic winter of 536 and the subsequent late Antique little Ice Age (which lasted from then to 660) could have killed them. The battle of Camlan was supposed to take place in 537. However in this chronicle Arthur is pretty old then, while Arthur dies young in Merlin perhaps setting the battle back a bit in this timeline, Or even if it is not. It would have taken place at just the beginning of the late antique little ice age.

Okay first attempt to enchant Arthur its clearly starting to work but his eyes are not at all red yet. It gets broken off by a bandit atack and when he wants to go home she doesn't try again. It's possible Sophia is not the most powerful of sidhe and needs her victim's guard to be down.

Merlin: (About being put in the stocks) Honestly it wasnt my fault. Arthur wanted to get out of going on a patrol with Uther and the guard. so I covered for him and took the blame.

Gaius: And Arthur was prepared to let you do this?

Merlin: it was his idea!

Gaius: what made him neglact his duties? it must have been somthing terrably important

Merlin: Sophia

Gaius: The girl from the forrest

Merlin: He wanted to take her out for the day. he is besotted!

I find this conversation really interesting partly because it implies Sophia was working to enchant him before the first scene we see in the woods. That Sidhe enchanting the mind and making someone not act like themselves might be a long slow process. Gaius is surprised Arthur let Merlin take the fall because it is very out of character. And it is. We see Arthur take the blame for Merlin at times. And he never asks Merlin to take the fall for him EXECPT In these episodes when enchanted by the sidhe. Hell he doesn't do it when enchanted to fall in love with Lady Vivian, or when really in love with Gwen!

This furthers the idea I mentioned above.

Second eye reddening! This one had so magic he's just angry!

First look at what Sidhe think of humans. Also Arthur is neither weak or feeble so it implies Sidhe might have increased strength. Or she's just referring to him being mortal.

Okay so either Morgana has been jealous of other women Arthur has fallen for. OR Arthur has chalked up previous incidents to Morgana being jealous. I wonder how many times they might have crushed on the same woman growing up, or what else happened. Did she like see Arthur breaking an arm and be like "HEY bro! Don't try to impress the new girl that way!" Arthur all "hahaha you are jealous Morgana! *Falls and breaks arm* or was she actually jealous!?

Reasons why I think Arthur needed Gaius to dress him in season 5 is a practical joke.

Also Arthur asks merlin to cover for him again despite him being in the stocks. However he tells merlin to make sure he doesnt end up in the stocks. This is another sign of the enchanting being gradual. Weird music plays when he talks about Sofia as well. DID I MENTION GRADUAL? ALSO Merlin mentions potatoes thrown at him MORE AMERCIAN CROPS

She starts incanting and Arthur asks what are you doing. I think it's interesting. I mean he could chalk it up to her speaking in another language but when she continued without telling him he just stares. Either this is due to the GRADUAL enchantment or Arthur doesn't know enough about magic to clock it's what she is doing

When the enchantment finishes Her eyes glow red and then so do Arthurs. They don't stay red all the time but we now know he is udner the enchantment. So let's pay attention to WHEN his eyes glow red from now on.

Gaius: What do you know about seers?

Merlin: Not much, They're supposed to be able to see the future like Prophets

Gaius: it's said to be an innate ability. Those who have it are born that way. Some aren't even aware what they see is the future. It comes to them in their dreams Merlin: what's that got to do with Sophia Gaius: The night before she and Aulfric came to camalot, Morgana had a dream. Sophia was in it

Merlin: Before she arived in camalot?

Gaius: I've been watching Morgana since she was very young. And though I've tried to Persuade myself otherwise, I realized some of the things she said she dreamt came to pass. I kept it secret from uther of course, The gift of prophecy is to close to the work of magic

Merlin: you think Morgana is a seer?"

Gaius: I don't think it I fear it.

Okay so! Apparently a prophet and a seer are two diferant things. Prophets are never mentioned again but I think there are two possibilities both of which kinda mix Since seers are inate and born with the gift. It's possible that Prophets are people who gain the ability later in life. OR perhaps they are magic users who gain the ability to see with tools (Like Merlin does)

I think Gaius mentioning being afraid of it and trying to persuade himself otherwise is intersting. I think IF the theory that gaius actually kinda agreed with Uthers viewpoint about magic because he saw so many bad things happen is true, this might have been his turning point. He saw Morgana who he took care of being a seer and decided not to tell Uther. It also fits a lot with what we know about Gaius even if that theory is not the case. If he cares about someone with magic he will keep their secret. (or perhaps if he knows them as good).

Sophia: Our love is strong you feel the same way too

Arthur: I'd never let that happen

Sophia: you may not have the choice. There are some here who don't want us to be together. I'd never let them come between us

Arthur: I'd never let them come between us

Sophia: Because we are in love

Arthur: because we are in lvoe

Sophia: You must seek promission for us to marry so we can be together

Arthur: till death do us part

Sophia: till death do us part

Okay I think its intersting arthurs eyes are not glowing here, we know that when he wakes from the spell that he is appalled "WHAT WAS I THINKING" But they are also alone here. If Sophia was keeping his eyes from being red in the later marriage asking scene to not raise suspicion, he does not have to here? So when do eyes glow red. I think its when what is being done is VERY against what the person would normally do and when the spell is being placed. Which means Arthur here is not going fully against his normal behavior. If he loved someone he would be willing to throw away other people's objections in the end. He might try to marry someone inapropriate if he loved them. (Cough GWEN COUGH)

His eyes however DO glow red again when she leaves. NOT when she is encanting the spell again. Not when she kisses him Only when she says the last "till death do us part" and leaves I think this is because with her saying that then leaving part of his brain goes "WHOA HOLD ON" and then the sidhe magic is like NOPE you are doing what was asked!

There is more than one sidhe Elder. Later Merlin will kill one of them.

Sidhe being so fast Merlin has to slow time to see them is interesting. I think it is a nod to the fact that in celtic stories of the otherworld a lot of times someone can only stay there three days or three years, If they set foot on the real world again they die or find hundreds of years have passed otherwise because time passes differently in the sidhe world. (Can You tell I did a lot of research on this for a fic?)

I also love the gold clothing they wear and the fact Sophia has a lot of gold in her outfit. I think this is a reference to the Irish version of the Celtic otherworld which is said to have a lot in the way of precious metals in their architecture (CAN YOU TELL I DID A LOT OF RESEARCH ON THIS FOR A FIC?)

Those lights in the water do not move as they sidhe do, they are a reflection of what is in Avalon not what is in our world. Avalon is lit with pretty blue crystals I'm calling it!

Aufric: I promise you the soul of the greatest prince of all, Arthur Pendragon. Even the Sidhe are like you know this Arthur guy? Pretty rad not gonna lie. Either that or they are measuring greatest by fighting skill.. or care for their people or something. WHAT IS THE MEASUREMENT HERE.

Gaius: Avalon-what you saw at the lake, It's Avalon, it must be

Merlin: Whats-

Gaius: the Land of Eternal Youth. Mortals are only supposed to glimse it in the moment before death.

Merlin: I've seen it and I'm still ehre

Gaius: extradenary what did it look like

Merlin: Does it matter they are going to sacrifice Arthur! This fits best with the Irish version of the Celtic otherword in which it is not actually the place where dead people go but a paradise, with yes Eternal youth

(CAN YOU TELL I DID A LOT OF RESEARCH ON THIS FOR A FIC?)

Gaius: I found writing like this at the top of Alfrics's staff Its Ogham an anciant script "to hold life and death in your hands" From the writing on his staff and what you saw at the lake. I'm afraid I'm not certain. We're dealing with the sidhe

Merlin: that does not sound like a good thing

Gaius: They're masters of enchantment Merlin: you think Arthur's been enchanted? Gaius: Almost Certainly

Ok Ogham is an anciant script. It was used in Irland and parts of the UK beween the 5th and 9th centuries. So we have YET ANOTHER possible Irish conection. Also to hold life and death in your hands sounds a lot like the magic over life and death we see later!

This happens when Arthur tells the king hes gonna marry Sophia no matter what Uther says. Uther threatens and his and mentions executing them Arthur backtracks and he lets them go.

BUT SERIOUSLY WHOA Either Tirmawr, is REALLY not an important land. Or Uther does something really stupid here, Or he has absolute power on an insane level

See arresting nobles that are not from your land usually leads to war if you are not doing it while at war. If it's your own nobles you better have a good reason or the other nobles are NOT going to be happy. This kind of thing did happen with excuses in places where power was nearly absolute. But almost always with excuses about them being traitors or breaking laws ETC. The entire court can see Uther arresting them just to make a point. HE EVEN THREATENED TO EXECUTE THEM WTF UTHER!

Arthur: (packing) Get out

Merlin: I thought the king was a bit harsh

Arthur: I don't need sympathy Merlin, Especially not from you

Merlin: But I did think he had a point

Arthur: I ordered you to get out now leave me

Merlin: I know what you think youa re doing, and I know you think you are in lvoe with Sophia Arthur: Who Are you to tell me what I'm thinking!"

Merlin: I'm your freind

Arthur: No merlin you're my servant

Merlin: you don't know what you're doing. Shes cast a spell on you you're enchanted

This conversation is interesting because his eyes are not red, Some of these things are things he might say but NOT in the tone he uses and some of them seem OOC But his eyes are not red, so either the fact that they are close to things he might say in a diferant tone, Or they might be things he might have said to a typical servant at this stage in his development, might be causing this. I'm inclined to thing its the first one. Or perhaps my way of judging when eyes turn red is wrong.

Sophia: I told you people would try to keep us appart

Arthur: I won't let that happen

Merlin: Don't listen to her shes controling you

Sophia: we can elope together get away from this place these people Merlin: I saw you. I followed him they're planing to sacrifice you

Alfric: you let your servants speak to your guests this way

Merlin: I know what you're going to do because I followed you to the lake and I heard everything

Merlin: (turning to arthur) You have to belive me!

Sophia: Don;'t listen to him Arthur. Let's go, LEts leave tonight

Merlin: Shes going to kill you, Sophia plants to sacrifice you to buy a life of importality. if you go with her You'll die

Arthur: (Confused) "It doesnt make sence we're in love

Merlin: they're magical being look at the writing on the staff *tries to grab alfrics staff)

Alfric: (Tries to pull it away eyes growing red )

Merlin (speaking as Arthur is turned away from us) Look at his eyes look at them, Do you belive me now, I love this bit. It seems to support my theory. Arthur almost breaks out of it because he trusts Merlin and then the red eye comes back because it's against Arthur's nature not to trust Merlin. Also Merlin gets sidhe blasted making our Merlin death count reach two!

Arthur was underwater for 1 minite 36 seconds If Arthur was unconscious when he hit the water (And I think he should be considered such) he was likely fine, did not get water in his lungs much at all, and started breathing on his own after getting out of the water If he was awake he would likely NOT have fallen unconscious in that amount of time.

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Hello, im new to your page and really love your art and characters 😊

I dont know if the ask game is still on but i would like to ask the questions number 23 and 25 for the Serial Killer Trio.

P.s English is not my first language. Sorry for any typos or grammar mistakes 😅

haaa thank you (*´◡`*) this answer is extra long so I hope you enjoy the read !

23. Do they prefer romance or affection? What is the quickest way to your character’s heart?

I guess the first part is in term of romance or friendship ? I'll go with that meaning (◎ ◎)ゞ

Elov doesn't really conceptualize feelings and relationships in the traditional way: what he prefers is kinship, a sense of understanding each other deeply. Usually it leads to sex because his concept of showing affection has been twisted but it's not the /core/ of it either. Quickest way to his heart is showing similar lack of remorse/empathy/care for consequences or a different but relatable otherness (or trying to kill him when he had exactly the same idea).

Wallace def is a romance person, dangerously so. Affection is fine and dandy but he yearns too hard to possess someone exclusively and be loved/accepted unconditionally. Good thing he has worked on his jealousy and obsession issues ( ￣ω￣ ;ゞ Quickest way to his heart is, a bit sadly so, having feelings for him...

Lesley is more of an affection person, he isn't even really sure he is able to feel romantic feelings at all. Relationships in general are a little fuzzy, he has trouble seeing them as anything but temporary, though it doesn't mean he doesn't feel them deeply while they last. Quickest way to his heart... Who knows ? Perhaps a similar melancholic disposition.

25. Do they have any weird bedroom habits? Any unusual kinks?

Elov finds getting overpowered and putting on a struggle extremely hot, guess you could say he's got a CNC kink but huuuh most of the time the other party is literally fighting him for their life so it's not really consented. I guess his weird bedroom habit is stabbing his partners out of nowhere. He's also massively into older dudes (if you had not realized by now lol) but that's less a kink and more daddy issues. He does have a knack for inappropriate places and mirrors though.

Wallace's doesn't really have a weird bedroom habit, if you don't count that he used to choke his partners to death. He's actually still into choking but he doesn't indulge in it anymore, he's too scared the pull will be too strong and he'll entirely relapse into killing. Being choked himself is free game though, and he's also into knife and blood play (on him)(I don't think I ever mentioned that he's a bottom leaning switch ?)

Lesley's weird bedroom habit is stripping the very minimum no matter how warm it is. He has issues with his body (more just it existing than like, anything related to looks) and being nude makes him uncomfortable. It's to the point where even just removing his pants completely is already too much. He doesn't really have any kinks, actually he wasn't sexually active at all before Elov (and then Wallace) barged into his life and came unto him. He goes along with whatever the other two drag him in as long as he can keep his clothes and most of it feels good for sure but it hasn't really awakened anything in him.