#I'm not including the video game traps

[lauralot89]

Reasons to Be Put in a Saw Trap

From Saw to Saw X:

Taking drugs

Committing insurance fraud

Self-injury

Having no personality

Telling patients they are terminally ill

Being married to an oncologist

Being the child of an oncologist

Investigating the Jigsaw killings

Not fulfilling your dreams of becoming a doctor

Being a police informant

Being a crooked cop

Being the child of a crooked cop

Being put in prison by a crooked cop

Dealing drugs

Doing sex work

Being habitually imprisoned

Being too good at forensic science

Taking antidepressants

Being sad that your child died

Being the surviving child of someone who is sad their other child died

Fleeing the scene of a crime as the only witness

Giving a light sentence for vehicular manslaughter

Vehicular manslaughter

Making inescapable Saw traps

Providing legal defense for criminals

Trying too hard to save people

Pimping

Rape

Being an abuser

Being married to an abuser

Causing a woman to miscarry

Recklessly opening doors

Being a Jigsaw apprentice without actually having your heart in it

Murder

Pretending to be Jigsaw to cover up for committing a murder

Arson

Conspiracy to commit arson

Taking a bribe to say there was no arson

Taking a bribe to not publish investigative journalism about arson

Taking a bribe to issue a building permit

Predatory money lending

Working for an insurance company

Being related to someone who works for an insurance company

Being related to someone who died because they were denied coverage by an insurance company

Being an attorney for an insurance company executive

Smoking

Being in a love triangle

Being a Nazi

Pretending to have been in a Saw trap

Being the publicist for someone who pretended to have been a Saw trap

Being the lawyer for someone who pretended to be in a Saw trap

Being friends with someone who pretended to be in a Saw trap

Being married to someone who, unbeknownst to you, pretended to be in a Saw trap

Working in a morgue

Working in a police station

Putting someone in a Saw trap at Jigsaw's request

Killing the person who put you in a Saw trap at Jigsaw's request

Mislabeling medical records

Letting your mugging victim die of an asthma attack

Knowingly selling faulty motorcycles

Committing infanticide and then blaming it on your spouse

Drunk driving

Shooting an unarmed civilian at a traffic stop

Shooting a witness to prevent them from testifying against crooked cops

Peddling fake cancer cures

[muqingslover]

[ This is different than what I usually post but I had to get this out of my system. The new DMC show brought back so many memories and idc what the haters say it's PEAK.

Anyway, to the DMC lovers out there, please accept this humble offering ]

Being in a relationship with Dante. | some NSFW included.

⊹— He may be the best demon hunter but in a relationship? He's the BIGGEST loser. Dante is always throwing some lame pick-up line your way and believe me when I say he will not give up until one sticks. (Spoiler warning: The fact that it actually works only makes him want to do it again)

—⊹ Dating Dante is not for the faint hearted. You have to be ready for all kinds of beyond ridiculous situations and have a godly amount of adaptability.

⊹— He will ALWAYS answer the phone for you. Literally. It doesn't matter what he's doing or where he is he will pick up the second he sees your name on the screen.

"Babe? Oh yeah! I'm totally still up for dinner! By the way, can you add those pieces of chocolate again to— *Approaching yelling in the background* Just a sec! *Crashing sounds and gunshots* Whew, okay, anyway like I was saying—"

—⊹ Oh yeah, he loooooves using pet names and silly nicknames. His personal favorites are "Babe" and "My little luck charm".

⊹— He likes to give you "traditional" dating gifts because that's what he always saw others do so when he shows up with a big ass teddy bear and a box of chocolates (which by the way he definitely ate some before giving it to you) please tell him you love it.

—⊹ Bro is so competitive. Dante is NOT letting you win in card games or any other board games because he wants to show off his skills to you. Though, if you get genuinely upset he would feel bad and invite you to play video games with him because he fails miserably at them every time.

⊹— His hands grab your ass every time you hug him. Not even in a sexual way he just can't help it and he never fails to throw a "nice ass" right after.

—⊹ Missing jewelry, hat or belt from your closet? He's the culprit. This guy will wear anything as long as he believes he looks good in it. I pray for you if you guys are a similar size because then you will have full clothing pieces missing.

⊹— He is THE hype man. Dante kisses the ground you walk on and he supports your rights and rights (because you could never do any wrong ;)).

—⊹ Dante's favorite thing is to show you off in every opportunity he gets. And if he doesn't have the opportunity then he'll just do it anyway. He is constantly yapping about how incredibly hot his partner is, how good your cooking is, how cute you look when you're focused and the way you smell so damn good all the time like, man! You're a freaking gift from the gods! (someone save poor Lady she can't bear to listen to him any more)

⊹— Please also hype him back in return! He has the worst praise kink case I've ever seen. Each time he's praised he just doesn't know what to do with himself and despite the initial cocky attitude he is easy to overwhelm if you don't stop. The first time you praised him while patting his head or scratching his chin he got a hard-on and had to rush out with a poor excuse before you noticed it.

—⊹ There is nothing romantic about sharing a bed with him. It's an absolute nightmare. First of all, this guy is physically incapable of sleeping with his clothes on. He just can't do it. Dante used to sleep butt ass naked but then you convinced him to at least wear boxers. Next on the list of problems is the snoring— Like, it's so loud you thought there was a truck engine next to you instead of your boyfriend. Not to mention the fact he takes up all space on the bed and moves around SO MUCH while he's asleep.

Please invest in separate beds before you kill him.

⊹— Absolutely hates morning. Getting him out of bed is the hardest thing to do and that's saying a lot with the life you two lead. He will keep you trapped in bed with him by wrapping his strong arms around your waist only to when you get up he sloooowly slides off the mattress and onto floor like a worm hanging to you.

—⊹ Surprisingly, or not, very insecure. This man is not controlling in any way though, he is just very worried that he won't be able to protect you if something was to happen or that you will realize you made a mistake by being with him.

⊹— His favorite thing is to make you smile. I know a lot of people paint him as stupid but I genuinely think he just acts silly as a defense mechanism. It's a mask. With you, though? He will purposely act like a dork because he knows it makes you smile.

—⊹ To add to that, Dante does everything he can to keep your spirits up; Someone hurt your feelings? No need to fret, he’s already planning their downfall. Feeling under the weather? tickle monster time! Migraine? He is closing the curtains and cuddling you until it gets better!

⊹— The filter between his brain and mouth is naturally bad but with you, who he is truly comfortable with, it's just INEXISTENT. This may range from random, useless bullshit to out of pocket comments that should definitely not be said out loud.

—⊹ Physical contact is his thing. I mean, he NEEDS it and can be very high maintenance about it. Having his hands on you is not enough for Dante he has to be as close as physically possible and you need to be giving him some kind of attention in return.

⊹— Hugging you from behind when you're cook, snuggling while on the couch together, keeping a firm arm hooked around your waist while outside, constantly nuzzling his nose on your hair, kissing your neck at every chance he gets, pulling you into his lap as if it's his second nature ECT.

—⊹ Did I mention he adores your hair? In particular long hair because then he can fidget with it by twirling it around his finger or by being a dork and putting it between his lips and nose to make a mustache.

⊹— Your lips are like a drug to him. He will be saying "okay, okay I REALLY gotta bail now" and then stare at you for a solid two seconds then steal another kiss and another and another....oops, he's 30 minutes late already.

—⊹ Dante is a biter. God help you when you give him cuteness aggression (which is basically always) because he will chew on you like candy. Your skin is often red from teeth marks and he doesn't feel sorry about it at all.

⊹— Cannot cook to save his life but absolutely loves your food. Especially if you're good at baking! Man's scarfing down those sweet treats like it's his last meal on earth.

—⊹ He sings while he's showering and holds the bottle of shampoo to you like a microphone so you'll join him. Oh and yes, he is VERY tone-deaf.

⊹— No matter how many times he sees you naked he never gets tired of that blessed sight. He flirts with you like it's the first time he's seeing you and those naughty eyes speak for themselves.

—⊹ He has a high libido, especially in the beginning of the relationship where he's even more excitable than usual. Sex can be very clumsy and messy with him, but that's just what makes it so him.

⊹— If you're a breasty lady, he is reaaaaaally into you using your boobs to get him off. Dante also enjoys having your lips around his cock more than words could describe and a quickie in dark, tight spaces is part of the package with him.

—⊹ Bondage is a guilty pleasure of his. Dante prefers to be the one restrained and left at your mercy instead of the other way around because it's just very hot to him when you take control. You're also the only one he would trust to be this vulnerable with.

⊹— This guy is always late for EVERYTHING, but he shows up without a fail in the end. No matter how battered or tired he might be, not even if he was run over by a truck, he will definitely be there.

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Eddie decided to pull out all the stops to ask Steve out. He borrowed heavily from the Labyrinth, including making himself an outfit and affectionately 'kidnapping' Dustin with a scavenger hunt for Steve to follow. . .

"I'm not doing it, Robin," Steve said, slouching back against his couch and crossing his arms. "I'm not playing his games. If he wants to ask me out, he can come to me."

"Yeah, sure, but what about Dustin?" Robin asked.

"Eddie's not going to hurt him," Steve rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, but he might pump him full of sugar," Robin pointed out.

"Goddamnit. . .okay, show me the first clue," Steve said, and Robin handed it to him.

"Green, green envelopes the man and hugs him tight as much as I wish I can. Given to him by the pox ridden sloth who despises him unjustly, this is the place with the boxes full of visions and where the man made of stars is wrongfully imprisoned. . .a prison I fight every day to free him from. . .my next note lies where the sloth never looks. . .," Robin read. "He's certainly theatrical."

"I know," Steve said, smiling and biting his lip. "Family Video!"

"I'm sure that Keith would appreciate being called a pox ridden sloth," Robin said. "Alright, let's go."

"You're coming with?" He asked.

"Vickie's out of town. There's nothing on TV. . .entertain me, peasant!" Robin exclaimed.

"You and Eddie. . .both theatrical," Steve said.

"Says the drama queen himself," Robin replied. "After you, your bitchiness."

Steve and Robin went to Family Video. They went in, brushing by a disgruntled looking Keith arguing with a customer, and went straight for their hidden candy stash in the storage closet. Tucked under the box was another clue. They took the clue and walked out, quickly moving past Keith getting put in a headlock by a small elderly woman. They opened the clue in the car.

"This is the spot where I turned you away. Regretfully, I did, not knowing of the magic you buried deep inside. Sent by the enemy, I thought you were. . .oh, if I could turn back the hands of time and awaken the fool that I was, trapped in the grave of my own making. . .if I had said yes, then. . .awaiting in the stacks is my eternal regret and the very next clue. . .," Robin read. "Okay, what the hell is he talking about?"

"Hawkins' Public Library," Steve muttered, blushing.

"I feel like I'm missing some critical information here, Steven," Robin said.

"Uh, freshman year, I wanted to do something different. . .you know, in addition to basketball and the swim team. I thought Hellfire sounded like fun, but when I approached Eddie in the library. . .," he trailed off.

"He thought you were fucking with him," she realized.

"Yeah, he said that me and my stupid hair have better things to do than to fuck with him, like beg Daddy for money," Steve said.

"Jesus," Robin said and paused. "I'm starting to think that maybe it's not just asshole jocks who are judgemental. I mean, now that I'm thinking about it. . .how could you possibly know everyone in the school. . .how can I call you asshole for that, especially when I made myself unapproachable? I made a snap judgment."

"Everyone does, Robin," Steve said. "You decided not to stick to it. Some people aren't smart enough to do that."

Robin beamed at him and squished his cheeks before placing a kiss on his nose.

"My dingus," she whispered.

"My Robin," he smiled.

"Let's go get your fool of a man," Robin said.

Steve and Robin went to the library and walked in, awkwardly waving at the librarian who had a one night stand with Hopper. They quickly scurried past.

"We don't know for sure that actually happened, Robin," Steve whispered.

"According to Erica, Hopper was a bit of. . .," Robin whispered.

"Making snap judgments again, Robin," Steve teased.

"So, I don't suppose you remember which aisle he rejected you in, do you?" Robin asked.

"I actually do," he blushed. "It's right over here. . ."

"Oh my god! The romance section?!" Robin giggled. "Oh, it was definitely meant to be."

"Look, here it is," Steve said and grabbed it before handing it to Robin.

They quickly moved out of the library and back into Steve’s car.

"Beauty within and beauty without, he makes this games appealing to me. A warrior, glistening and shining like the stars he's made of. . .the cloth he wears hides almost nothing. . .this place he fights and plays to win but also for the love of the people. . .my heart, it's him, the gladiator that he is, and this is his arena, where the next clue awaits. . . Does my dear sweet gladiator fight his fate?" Robin read.

"The basketball court," Steve said, snapping his fingers.

When they showed up to the entrance to the gym, it was blocked by Jeff and Doug. They were sitting in chairs, reading. When they caught sight of Steve, they tossed their books aside and quickly stood up.

"Finally!" Doug exclaimed.

"Well, I wasn't going to play along, but I got curious," Steve said.

"I told you," Doug said to Jeff, who rolled his eyes. "Why isn't Gareth doing this?"

"Because he's hanging out with Will again," Jeff said and nudged him in the side. "Come on, man, play along."

"Fine."

"Oh, sweet Steve, you have arrived, and now you have a choice to make, this door of mine or this door of his?" Jeff asked.

"One door leads to your utter doom," Doug said.

"And the other leads to your destiny," Jeff said.

"Trick question," Steve said before they could finish, his hands on his hips. "Both doors. He's both my destiny and my doom."

Jeff and Doug bowed low before stepping aside. As Steve and Robin went inside, they heard them whisper.

"Dustin wasn't kidding. Steve really is a genius at figuring out Eddie's next move," Doug said.

"Yeah," Jeff said. "It just means it's true love. . .that's also why Steve doesn't play D&D. He tends to call Eddie out on it."

Steve and Robin moved further into the gym. In the middle, there was a long plastic table. On it was a pink dress, much like Sarah's dress from Labyrinth except that it wasn't quite so big. It looked handmade, so whoever made it worked with what they had, and Steve thought they did a wonderful job. Anyone else would look down on it, but Steve could see the love and the care that went into it. To Steve, it was perfect. Pink, Steve thought, one of his favorite colors.

"Ooh, there's a note. . .oh, thank God, I don't have to put it on," Robin said and pressed it into Steve’s hand.

"My dear sweet gladiator, in order to prepare for battle, one must wear armor. You are in your arena. . .meet me in mine," Steve said, and he smiled. "Oh my god, what a fucking dork."

"There's a bag under the table," Robin said.

Steve pulled it out and unzipped it. Inside was a pair of heals, makeup. . . And his bat!

"Hey! I was wondering where that went," Steve said.

"You know you don't have to wear any of this," she said in amusement.

"Please, Robin," Steve scoffed. "You know I'm going to."

He stripped down in the middle of the gym, replacing his clothes with the other garments. He eagerly put on the makeup Eddie provided and then slid on the heals. He didn't need any help walking in them.

"This isn't your first time wearing a dress or heals is it?" Robin asked.

"Of course not," Steve said.

"Like I should automatically know this about you when you haven't told me?" Robin asked.

"I have a couple in my closet," he said.

"I thought those were trophies," she said.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Steve asked. "I just like dressing up sometimes. . .my dad never let me join theater."

"Do you feel like a woman sometimes?" She asked.

"Sometimes. . .but other times, I feel like a man like even when I'm wearing pants or dresses," Steve said, and then his eyes widened. "Hold on. . .are you saying like I'm bisexual. . .I could be bi. . .gender?"

"Yeah, I guess, if that's what feels right to you," Robin grinned.

"Awesome," Steve beamed, and she grabbed the bat from Robin.

"Nothing like a pretty girl who could also kill you. . .and I still mean that platonically," Robin said. "By the way, that's faster than when you realized you're bisexual."

"I'm learning," she replied.

"So, not only was this a road to love, it was also a road to self-discovery while I, Robin Buckley, also continue to learn more about my platonic soulmate - ,"

"Robin, stop narrating, and let's get to the drama room!" Steve yelled.

As they moved down the hallway, they ran into Jonathan and Nancy.

"What are you doing here?" Nancy, Jonathan, Steve, and Robin asked at the same time.

"I asked you first," they said again.

"They found my favorite sweater in the journalism classroom," Nancy said.

"And then we can say we're done with this school for good," Jonathan said. "More importantly, what are you doing?"

"Oh, Eddie kidnapped Dustin. I'm rescuing him," Steve replied.

"I have more questions," Jonathan said. "Why are you wearing a dress?"

"You've never seen him in a dress?" Nancy asked.

"No, have you?" Jonathan asked.

"Yeah, tons of times," Nancy said and then turned to Steve. "Your boobs look fantastic in that dress."

"Don't they?" Steve agreed, scrunching up her nose. "Eddie made the dress. . .Robin!"

Steve gasped as her hands disappeared into the dress.

"What?" Robin asked.

"They have pockets!" Steve squealed and twirled around.

"We'll let you get back to it, I guess. Good luck rescuing Dustin," Jonathan said.

"Thanks," Steve beamed.

Steve ran past them, pulling up the dress of her skirt so she could run better.

"Jesus, you can run in those heels?!" Robin shrieked. "How?!"

Steve ignored her and continued on to the drama room. She burst into the room, her heart pounding with adrenaline. It was completely dark. Steve jumped when music started playing, and a spotlight flickered on. The light was over Eddie's old throne, the throne that now belonged to Dustin. Eddie was sprawled out on it, one leg over the arm of the chair. He was wearing skin-tight leather black pants and a gray vest. His hair was even wilder than usual, and he wore eyeliner that made his eyes pop. Steve bit her lip. God, she wanted to fuck him right there in the chair. If only Robin and Dustin weren't there. Oh, right, Dustin. He was sitting in a plastic chair, reading, and drinking Yoo-hoo. He was also wearing stripped pajamas, almost similar to the ones the baby wore in the movie. Boy, Eddie really was going all out with this.

"My dear sweet gladiator, you made it to the final act," Eddie said, standing. "Are you ready to face your final test?"

"Depends on what the test is, my little hairy butt," Steve said, her hands on her hip.

"It's supposed to be a cute nickname!" Eddie shrieked.

"Wait, does Eddie really have a hairy - "

"You're supposed to be kidnapped, Henderson!"

"Right."

Eddie grinned and moved closer to Steve. He held out his hand.

"A fight. . .to the death," Eddie said.

Steve grinned and took his hand. Eddie pulled him into his arms, his other arm wrapping around her waist. Steve heard the music stop and then someone changing the tapes. As the World Falls Down by David Bowie started playing.

"This feels a lot like dancing," Steve teased, and Eddie shushed her.

"There's such a sad love. . .Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel. . .Open and closed. . .Within your eyes. . .I'll place the sky. . .Within your eyes. . .There's such a fooled heart. . .Beatin' so fast. . .In search of new dreams. . .A love that will last. . .Within your heart. . .I'll place the moon. . .Within your heart," Eddie sang.

"This is nice," Steve whispered and pressed her cheek to his as they slow danced.

"Do you feel properly seduced?" Eddie asked.

"Absolutely taken," Steve giggled. "So why Labyrinth. . .I know how much you love it, but. . .I feel like there's more to it."

"When we went to go see it together, it was just us. . .no kids, no Robin, no exes. . .," Eddie said and paused. "I realized that it felt like a date, and I wanted it to be, I wished so badly that it was."

"So. . .you want things to change?" Steve asked.

"Yeah," he said.

"No more casual sex?"

"No more casual sex. . .I just wanted to prove to you how much you mean to me," Eddie said. ". . .how much I want you."

"Proven," Steve said and paused. "How much would it mean to you if I told you that sometimes I'm a woman?"

"What?" Eddie asked.

"I like wearing dresses and make up, I feel like a woman, but even when I'm wearing what's considered man clothes, I feel like a woman, just like sometimes when I wear skirts or dresses, I feel like a man who likes go wear dresses. . .so it's not the clothes that make me feel this way but it's an added bonus," Steve said. "With Robin's help and yours with the dress, I realized that I might be, I don't know if that's the word, but. . bigender?"

"I never knew you liked dresses," he said softly.

"Skirts, too, I never told Robin either," Steve said.

"Just when I thought you couldn't make me more in awe of you. . .you did it, babe. So fucking metal," Eddie whispered and she laughed.

"So, would you gladly call me your girlfriend right now?" Steve asked.

"Fuck yeah," Eddie sighed.

Eddie spun Steve around in and dipped her before kissing her deeply. Steve sighed against his lips, her fingers curling into his hair. They broke apart when Robin cleared her throat, and they turned around. She was flipping through Dustin's book as she sat next to him while Dustin snoozed on her shoulder.

"The baby's finished his bottle, and now he's down for a nap. . .if you want any more of my services, I charge by the minute," Robin said. "I add on extra if you want me to get him out of here so he doesn't have to hear mummy and daddy fornicate."

"How much sugar did you give him, Eddie?" Steve asked, frowning.

"Not much," Eddie shrugged.

"He's in a sugar coma, Edward," Robin said.

"You love me, right?" Eddie asked Steve as he smiled innocently.

"Yeah. . .as long as you explain this to Claudia," Steve scoffed, and her face softened. "This was amazing, Eddie. I loved it. I love you. . .I fucking love the dress. . .God, I want to blow you so hard for adding the pockets."

"Gah! Take me home!" Robin yelled and then smiled softly at them. "Happy for you two dinguses but I don't want to witness anything."

"We should get the kid to Claudia, anyway," Eddie grinned.

Steve smiled as she walked out of the school with her best friend, the boy she thought of like a brother, and her new boyfriend. This was the best day ever, and she was glad that she had decided to do this. . .she also loved how many people were willing to help out. . .hold on, were Jonathan and Nancy here for her sweater?

"Oh, hey, look! It's Hop!" Dustin exclaimed.

Sure enough, Hopper's police car was in the parking lot. . .curious, they met him halfway.

"Well, we got reports that Dustin was kidnapped," Hopper said, squinting his eyes at them. "I'm guessing that's not the case."

"Nope!" Dustin exclaimed.

"Goddamnit. . ."

Steve shared a grin with Eddie. They were definitely having a better do than he was. Steve gripped the bat in her hand, ready to face whatever came their way.

"Shit," Eddie muttered. "I knew I forgot to tell someone about the plan. . ."

[kirain]

I don't get people who say Gale just whines about Mystra all the time. Like do they not realize WHY? Do they not realize there's a perfectly understandable reason for it!?!

Yeah, I don't get it either. Every character "whines" about someone. Astarion whines about Cazador, especially during the second and third act. Lae'zel whines about pleasing Vlaakith, especially during the Crèche mission. Hell, she'll even betray you if you fail her persuasion checks. Shadowheart whines about Shar and snaps at you if you criticize her goddesses of darkness. Then, if you prove she's being used, she falls into a deep depression and still whines about Shar. Wyll whines about Mizora and she's a constant presence in his life, to the point that she'll park her abusive ass directly in your camp just to torment him. If you romance him, she sees everything. She watches you 👀. He has no privacy. I think Karlach might be the only companion who doesn't constantly whine about someone, but she does complain about her engine a lot.

But these aren't criticisms. They're absolutely, 100% justified. Astarion has every right to whine. Lae'zel has every right to whine. They all have every right to whine. I just want to emphasise the hypocrisy when it comes to how players judge Gale. Every character has a dark past looming over them, our chatty wizard included. If you get mad at him, it's only fair to keep the same energy for all the other companions, because they're in the exact same situation. They're trapped. They're victims. They're suffering. Of course it's going to be a major talking point, especially when there's a person/goddesses/devil responsible for that pain.

Honestly, I think the only people who get annoyed when Gale talks about Mystra are would-be romancers who get turned off when he doesn't immediately throw himself at their Tav's feet. Have you seen the somewhat viral video where a streamer drools over him, but goes full jealous mode when she sees him conjuring the image of Mystra in his palm? It's funny, but she acted like they were already a couple ... but at that point in the game Gale didn't even know she was interested! I'm certainly no expert, but isn't that how relationships work? It's pretty hard to find someone who doesn't have an ex, and he only talks about Mystra in a positive light before you express interest. He's insecure and he feels lost without her, but if you romance him it makes him realise how messed up their "relationship" was in the first place. It's a healing process, not a competition. He never compares you to Mystra in any way other than to say that you're better, and that's only if you ask.

Gale is also arguably the most romantic character out of the bunch, so I don't know why people get so upset. Mystra, much like Shar, Cazador, Mizora, etc., is a constant negative in Gale's life and the reason he's dying. She could remove the orb with ease but she won't, so of course he's going to "whine" about her. He feels guilty at first, then he feels used and angry, and by the end you can either convince him to become her Chosen again (which is entirely on you, though you remain his priority) or you can convince him to reject Mystra and leave the crown in the sea. The orb remains lodged in his chest, because Mystra's too petty to remove it, but it becomes completely inert. Either way, he's happy and he devotes himself entirely to you, not Mystra.

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Gobblick

Debut: Mario & Luigi: Brothership

The embargo on Brothership enemies that-I'm-not-sure-if-we-actually-had-or-not is OVER! Which MOD TWEETER is happy about, because she finally gets to talk about her favorite creature from the whole game: GOBBLICK!

From the success of fictional pitcher plants like Victreebel and...er...Victreebel, it's no secret that they've captured the hearts of millions worldwide! And yet, finding a decent video game pitcher plant in this day and age is hard. And that's sad! Especially since Wet-Dry World has arbitrarily decided my rent should be paid for in articles about video game pitcher plants!

Gobblick is SUCH a good pitcher plant design though, definitely worth the wait!! Look at that gut! Those spots! That big, long licker! The ridges on its leaf and lower jaw, seamlessly combining pitcher plant and bear trap aesthetics!

But, of course, the BIG show-stopper: EYES IN A VOID, BABY!!!! I love it!! It works PERFECT with the pitcher plant design! In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if they added them to REAL pitcher plants in a future update! They even remind me of that one talking pot in Winnie-the-Pooh that stuck onto my mind since I watched it as a child!

Since they're on the INSIDE of what is definitively its mouth, though, that raises the question...are these Gobblick's eyes at all? What if they're the eyes of something else? But...what would that something else be? A spider? A Lickitung? Perhaps it's the eyes of a treeshrew, and it's attacking out of embarrassment of us catching it using the bathroom? I'm sorry, hypothetical treeshrew! But you probably shouldn't stay in there, if that's the case, even if you're shy!

Or, most likely, these ARE the eyes of the noble Gobblick, and it uses them to watch its food go down! When you're a pitcher plant, is there honestly anything better to do?

Yes! And that thing is: attacking plumbers! Gobblick is such a fan of battling Mario & Luigi that he has not one, but TWO battles against them! That may not seem like a lot, but that's more than most Mario bosses in most single mainline games!

"Well, that's fine and all, but I bet none of its attacks include the coveted Root Attack," you might scoff. And you'd be wrong! Although real pitcher plant roots are, frankly, not really something to write home about, the root arms of Gobblick are able to dig through ground as they approach the brothers, in a way similar to Whispy Woods! Kirby's Dream Land 2 fans rejoice!

But, this isn't even Gobblick's only form! In fact, the first time I saw and fell in love with Gobblick was in its SECONDARY form! Warning, however, that this form is built off of integral spoilers for the game, so if you click below, do so wisely...!

Name: Glohm Gobblick

Debut: Mario & Luigi: Brothership

WOW! If you loved Gobblick already, then I hope Glohm Gobblick was worth the wait–it certainly was, for me!

Wine-red is just a perfect yet underrated color, especially for pitcher plants! I couldn't believe I had never thought about making a reddish pitcher plant prior, myself, but that just goes to show how ingrained plant color stereotypes are! I saw a picture of a pitcher eating a rat once, and it never escaped my mind, and THAT was red!

But Glohm Gobblick isn't just this beautiful shade of red for no reason! It's under the effect of being Glohmed, which makes anyone other than Mario & Luigi more powerful while amplifying their desire to be isolated and lonely! And unlike some other characters, there's nobody around that's worried for our poor friend Gobblick...it exists only as an optional boss you can come across on your own. Don't worry, Gobblick, we love you...!

Gobblick is never truly alone, however. Thankfully, the game specifies that this is not the Gobblick, but a Gobblick! It's one of MANY! Please expect Gobblick to make its way alongside Toads and Piantas as one of the main recurring Mario People, being charming background fodder for decades to come.

Or not, since it's canonically from another world. Too bad.

This should cover my Wet-Dry Rent for the next few weeks! Join me next time when I finally cover the last in the top three most popular video game pitcher plants: Weepinbell. Bye.

[sarosfilms]

gingerbread accident

christopher sturniolo x fab! reader

˚ · . summary based on this video, the aftermath.

˚ · . content fluff, slight gamer!reader, bad writing (i'm actually going insane i don't like this blurb at all)

˚ · . word count 560

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You heard quite a few voices yelling over each other. You had decided to hang out in Chris’ room downstairs while they filmed for their wednesday video. You were sitting, playing some fortnite on Chris’ pc as you heard a couple of things falling and was really curious what they were doing upstairs. You knew they were filming relating to Christmas and gingerbread houses but why were they throwing things? There was a bunch of giggling and laughing echoing throughout the house. 

“What?” You heard. Slam.

“Are you serious?” Chris’ voice echoed. “I’m going to have to take a shower ‘cause of how much-,” slam. Seriously what is going on in this video. A bunch of slapping and hitting echoing included laughing. What the fuck? “Thank you guys so much for watching,” you heard as you waited for Matt’s scream into the camera. You decided that was your cue to stop queuing into a game and hurriedly climbed up the steps. You immediately were greeted with three messy boys, white frosting all over them. Matt had taken off his shirt already, meanwhile Nick and Chris both had it all over their shirts and even on their arms. To say you were having a hard time comprehending the situation unfolded in front of you would be an understatement. The whole kitchen table had frosting on it and you looked to the side and immediately saw the gingerbread house on the floor.

A sigh escaped your lips before you spoke up, their eyes already on you, grinning at you and giggling. “What happened?” you asked, dumbfounded. You glanced over at your boyfriend who somehow had the most frosting on him. “Chris…” He looked at you with a shit-eating grin on his face. He pointed at Nick, childishly blaming his older brother. “Nick-,” 

“Y/n, I need you to watch this,” Nick spoke, grabbing the camera with what you hoped were clean hands, walking over to you. He went to the part where Matt had thrown the gingerbread house at Chris and missed. Then he fast forwarded to the three of them, throwing things at each other with frosting and sprinkles. You giggled at your boyfriend's reactions, already hearing them through the floor earlier. “Chris deserved it,” Nick teasingly smiled over at the younger boy, observing the mess he made.

You heard the younger boy huff as he came over to you, about to wrap his arms around your waist until you stopped him. “Woah, Chris, no,” you shook your head disapprovingly, swiftly walking away from his widening arms. “There is no way you are touching me with your nasty frosting covered arms.”

You glanced behind you, seeing your boyfriend running behind you to grab you. He eventually got a hold of your arm, trapping you. He held you from behind, his arms wrapping around your waist as he began to smother your face with the leftover frosting. Your weak attempt at pushing him away failed miserably. “Chris,” you whined, unhappy with your face now covered in white frosting. “Baby, now I’m gonna have to shower.” 

“Join me,” he smirked, his hold on your waist tightening. You moved your face towards his chest, your body turning around.

“Baby, you did this, you clean it up,” you spoke up. 

“Fine, let’s go, baby,” he said, pulling your arm as he walked towards the stairs. 

© sarosfilms | princekooks

[freckliedan]

omgomg What hornyposting have they done - same anon :3c

check out my fuck energy tag for receipts on varying levels of overtly horny moments to things that ping for me but possibly not universally. but also, an in depth but not exhaustive list:

they have a bondage bar on their bed which dan has flippantly replied to a tweet about

sister daniel video

the april fools nude

dan probably agrees that phil is naturally ginger despite his hair color being an auburny brown at best due to pube color. sorry that i said it out loud rather than keeping it implied.

interactive introverts shock buzzers shown im witl were bought from an online sex store, dan told us on twitter

halloween pumpkin carving video has "so horny they're stupid" energy, dan's in a mesh shirt

this ii era liveshow in australia; the next video on the gaming channel was of the dumber ways to die mobile app.

ii era "getting that d vitamin" shirtless dan selfie ft clothes in the bushes behind him. photo taken on a brief break from touring when dnp + martyn and cornelia were spending a few days on vacation. "lapping up the d vitamin" comments about phil as well in a liveshow afterwards

phil's ii era side to side by ariana grande insta story

phil's mysterious white stain on his costume shirt insta story from the lead up to ii

"please be gentle with the handcuffs, i have sensitive skin" from witl/ii—sensitive skin is usually about like.. being sensitive to scented soaps and stuff. this is not an intuitive connection to make. it leads me to believe that's knowledge they have from experience

when the ii dvd was released, the bbc rated it whatever it rated it (can't remember) because of a couple engaging in erotic roleplay (amongst other reasons) which dan acknowledged on twitter and did not disagree with at all

dan's horny attitude about dentist visits

handcuffs and videogames sims moment

dan's kinky tumblr reblogs from the era when it was normal to rb softcore porn on here, including a fair amount of horny qbout blood posts

in that light: dan wrote and published the urge

phil bringing up mpreg as often as he does pings as horny for me; the hand falls into this category in a deeply bizzare manner imo

phil recognizing a delivery guy from gay emo porn

dan hogtied in christmas garland on their breakfast bar in manchester

dan's 2009 nakedbooths—nudes posted largely to flirt with phil. particularly the nakedbooth dan posted of himself in phil's bedroom where phil's holding lion in frame to censor dan's dick

phil's "milk" dailybooth

dan's "i WANT you to tie me up" dailybooth comment on phil holding up a belt

dan on formspring answering whether he swallows or spits

dan replying to someone in the comments of a phil vid pointing out hickies he had after dan visited him in 2009

uma thurman tweet

formspring answers about cherry & piña colada lube + cherry reference in the vday vid + sleuths online spotting specific lube in one of their suitcases at one point

phil used to post constant thirst traps before dan came into the picture have you SEEN ry @dnphobe's emo boy edit?? have you seen phil's check yes juliet and toxic vids????

thank you for coming to my ted talk, i know i'm missing loads.

[aangussca]

Monkey Wrench Episode 4 Fanart: Caught in Their Game (December 2024)

I absolutely LOVED the new Monkey Wrench episode! :D

HOLY COW, @zeurelart, @neatotito and the rest of the @monkey-wrench-series team did a phenomenal job this time around (please give them some love bc they absolutely deserve it)!

So it only made sense for me to finish this drawing (the idea for which had been mulling in my mind through the months MW episode 4 was being teased), which I enjoyed creating.

(Yes, I was partially inspired by Neoni's song 'Jump Rope' bc both share the theme of games (literally and symbolically). If you have already watched MW Episode 4, feel free to give it a listen - I'm curious to hear your thoughts: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NhDON376rd4)

Below are the close-ups, as well as me rambling about the reasoning behind the symbolism here:

(SPOILER WARNING FOR MW EPISODE 4 FROM THIS POINT ON!)

Since I realised MW Episode 4 centred around the theme of games (literal and metaphorical), I couldn't not include references to games to associate with the following characters.

Shrike, Beebs, Agent K, and Kara = Arcade games

Campion Ajax = Chess

Tyneen = Video/computer games

Jawbone = Darts

Disco Head = Casino card games

Disco Head is the most self-explanatory (because ✨casino✨ - those cards were SO fun to render btw):

Episode 4 confirms that DH took over the Thicc Chicc Casino after Kara assassinated the previous owner, Chester McNevins, in Episode 1. It also implies DH worked with Agent K and Kara to take over the casino by "taking care" of Chester (that's just my theory ofc).

In Episode 4, Shrike is tempted by the pixel DH gave him. In a moment of cockiness, Shrike believes that he can succeed in his gambling spree from luck alone (DH even said "Today's your lucky day!" after giving him that pixel) - to which he was completely unsuccessful.

While not explicitly referenced in this drawing, a popular casino card game is Blackjack. A common misconception regarding Blackjack is that winning the game is purely determined by the luck of the players (i.e. Shrike being overconfident about his luck). In truth, there is a lot of skill and strategy required in order to be successful at the game (i.e. DH's charming persona and ability to play into Shrike's weaknesses to make him gamble all of his and Beeb's money).

Additionally, Blackjack is a game where players compete against the dealer, not each other. In my opinion, this idea makes sense (in a roundabout way, at least) for DH, given his dealings with three of the five antagonists in this episode: Agent K, Kara and Jawbone. All three have different motives to DH's, yet they work together and are connected through him.

2. Speaking of Jawbone, I wanted to reference two kinds of darts:

The game darts (which he plays in the scene at the bar)

Poison darts (which in my mind made sense given his hatred of Shrike, as seen in the green "cataclysm-poisoned saliva" and the sticker on the dart)

3. Initially, I wanted to reference a joke about "gamer rage" with Tyneen and her competitiveness.

But when watching the episode, I did not expect video games to actually be mentioned in relation to her (with Jawbone owing her a copy of the video game 'Marrow Inheritance').

4. Ah, yes: Campion Ajax (I always disliked him from the moment he was teased and, by the end of this episode, I wanted to replace all his steaks with rocks and send him on a one-way trip to the Marina Trench for trying to hurt Beebs >:[ ).

The reason why I gave Ajax a blue chess pawn was because that's how I felt he saw Beebs:

A feeble, inferior* pawn to potentially use to fulfil his selfish goals.

(*Ajax even called Beebs "inferior" when talking about his prosthetics, which... I felt so bad for poor Beebs having to endure the torment of this guy, and I'm SO glad he stood his ground and saw through his manipulation.)

5. For some reason, the idea of an arcade game fascinated me (our protagonists feeling trapped in both their insecurities and in a much bigger game, perhaps?), especially as a way to connect the antagonists to our protagonists' stories through colours (in the cabinet designs and the arcade buttons):

Yellow = Disco Head

Green = Jawbone

Red = Tyneen

Purple = Ajax

Dark blue = Kara

Black and white = Agent K

Another colour motif I included, which you can also see in the lighting and the background, is the pairing of turquoise blue (cyan) and magenta pink - which you can see in the lighting of the final battle scene.

Yes, I did intend to give Shrike and Beebs backgrounds that are different to their usual colour motifs.

Shrike (usually associated with red) = turquoise/blue

Beebs (usually associated with blue) = magenta/purple

(I'm sure you can guess why I also drew the glass screen cracked between Shrike and Beebs... given the ending.)

On top of that, you could argue that the antagonists in Episode 4 would be great as "arcade/video game bosses" who can have their own "boss fights" or merge into one big "final boss fight" (with different stages).

Also I think Agent K is cool (and would definitely make an awesome "final boss" alongside Kara) with his design and his vibes, enough said. :]

Bonus Agent K appreciation in the form of screencaps bc I can:

[1tsteatime]

WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT DOMA?

OH MY GOD???

My singing monsters has an official antagonist, and they are the GODDAMN SCP ORGANISATION.

I have a lot of thoughts and a very exciting theory I want to share, so buckle up folks, for this bumpy ride.

From what I've gathered off the Wiki page and the trailers, the Department of Monster Anomalies (interesting word choice by the way) seems like it wants to trap any monsters found in our dimension before the monster handlers get to them, and either seal off the access between worlds completely or use it for nefarious purposes.

There are several things I am very curious about here:

-Is DOMA aware of Big Blue Bubble? Is BBB aware of them?

-How far up does DOMA go? It definitely seems governmental, is this some stranger things/off the grid type of secret government conspiracy?

-Why have they only come up now through the paironormals? The organisation has been around for a long time (more on THAT in the theory below)

-What monsters have they captured? They brag about having top notch containment facilities on their LinkedIn page (it is so fucking funny that they have a LinkedIn page), so what monsters do they have trapped? How many?

-What are they keeping the monsters there for? Are they being held hostage? Are they being experimented on? I realise this is, actually, a kids game, so nothing too dark will be going on. Death is literally not even a thing in the monster world so... Realistically, it'll probably cut to whatever monsters are in there just chilling, a bit bored. But what are the INTENTIONS?

-Speaking of intentions, what does DOMA want with the monster world? Do they REALLY want to just 'protect' our world from it? Are they trying to seal all portals? Are they trying to break into the monster world?

THEORY TIME:

I never get theories this early in the development of something, but I am calling this RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW.

Checking the Wiki, we can see what year DOMA was founded. What year was that?

1908.

Who else do we know that had a connection to the monster world in the early 20th century? Spurrit!!

What if he had an academic rival or a partner who knew he was working on the interdimensional stuff and thought it was evil/dangerous and wanted to stop him?

or... what if they saw what the possibilities were for a whole multiverse, and wanted to exploit it?

One way or another, I'm calling it now. DOMA was founded by Spurrit's rival.

The other major thing I am dying to know about is how they will relate to the game and feature in the future. So far it has been relegated to social media (including job sites LMAO), but what if this turns into an ARG of sorts? After all, the game itself is canon within MSM lore, so I'm not sure we'd actually see them featured in the game, but we could get a video or two about them.

-Will we get a rescue mission for the captured monsters? -Will they escape on their own?

Only time will tell.

In the meantime, I am SO EXCITED to see what comes next.

[anti-dazai-blog]

back by popular demand (3 people are interested :D)

classic lit authors and what abilities I think they should have

(I have a very clear preference for psychological abilities)

-abilities can be based on the plot, themes, or just the title itself. not gonna clarify which it is, but it should be self explanatory enough

Jane Austin -- Pride and Prejudice -- cupid-esque, makes people fall in love.

John Knowles -- A Separate Peace -- reads people's emotions. cannot do anything useful with the info he gets from this.

Charles Dickens -- Great Expectations -- midas-esque, turns what he touches into gold. (I think it would be cool if he could also turn things into liquid gold, which can harden to trap a target. however iirc gold is not very strong so... but also it's magic so anything can happen)

Miguel de Cervantes -- Don Quixote -- tells one lie a day that one listener (intended target) will believe. It wears off the following day. Third parties are not predisposed to believe the lie.

Edith Wharton -- The Age of Innocence -- temporarily removes all ill-intent from a target. ALL includes both intent towards her and towards anyone else.

Ray Bradbury -- Fahrenheit 451 -- literally just fire. classic elemental fire ability.

Willa Cather -- My Antonia -- one way telepathy: can talk directly into people's minds but cannot receive mental messages back. this is entirely because I hated this book so much that I wished it could just be zapped into my brain so I wouldn't have to torture myself by reading it.

George Bernard Shaw -- Pygmalion -- medusa-esque, turns people to stone through eye contact

Homer -- The Odyssey -- basically geoguesser. teleports people into a random location anywhere in the world. cannot choose where he's sending them. (all I'm imagining is him trying to use it in a fight and the person teleports like 2 inches to the left. then punches him.)

Sophocles -- Oedipus Rex -- gives people random personalized prophecies. never makes sense until after it's fulfilled.

Eugene O'Neil -- Long Day's Journey into Night -- I'd like to imagine this guy's got that 'illness personified' aesthetic. the ability should be something to do with disease and decay. but I care more about the visual portrayal of the character as something physically rotting. (visually distinct character design my beloved <3)

Baroness Emma Orczy -- The Scarlet Pimpernel -- shapeshifter. I've posted about her on my main too,, I really think bsd could use a shapeshifter. That's a much more grounded sort of chaos that could lead to higher stakes situations without this whole "world ending vampires whatever fyodor's got going on."

-in all seriousness I think if Asagiri would make use of more psychological abilities or psychological threats he could have as many high stakes stories as he wants without power scaling/power creep. but that would involve writing actual mysteries in the detective story. so.-

-I'm so sorry asagiri :( -

Franz Kafka -- The Metamorphosis -- turns into a bug. same way Natsume turns into a cat.

Alexandre Dumas -- The Count of Monte Cristo -- deflects attacks. Any attack that hits him inflicts that damage onto the attacker instead.

Lewis Carroll -- Alice in Wonderland -- shrinks and grows things (including himself).

William Golding -- Lord of the Flies -- causes conflict among groups. I'd like to think the mechanics of it could be interesting-- like it shows him different dialogue options [video game style!], indicating which line would cause the most conflict.

There would often be no context for why that line would cause conflict, and he has no way of knowing if the conflict will be directed at him, or just within the group as a whole. He can choose a more harmless option, or he could risk it on the big conflict option in an attempt to eliminate enemies.

George Orwell -- 1984 -- spies on set target, like a camera trained on one person. can only spy on one person at a time.

Harper Lee -- To Kill a Mockingbird -- frames a target for a crime. the reverse of Mushitaro's-- generates fake evidence for a crimes instead of removing real evidence.

Oscar Wild -- The Picture of Dorian Gray -- essentially immortality so long as one designated item doesn't get destroyed.

Niccolò Machiavelli -- The Prince -- influences targets. not strong enough to truly be considered mind control, but fairly strong persuasion. see my The Prince post where I explain so much in the tags.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry -- The Little Prince -- allows him to understand people. thoroughly. please please go see my the prince/the little prince post, I explain so much in the tags. I have so many thoughts about these two.

Robert Louis Stevenson -- Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde -- compels people to act on their temptations and impulses. cannot convince people to do things they would have no desire to do otherwise.

Victor Hugo -- Les Miserables -- I think it would be very funny if it just made them unrecognizable to law enforcement. not shapeshifting, just all cops cannot recognize this guy's face. (they could recognize his muscles though, as per lore accurate les mis.)

William Shakespeare -- To Be or Not To Be (I am not naming this Hamlet. strictly for vibes.) -- gives people existential crises. If they have existential crises regularly already, it doesn't do anything.

I'd like to imagine he'd use it on a character who usually comes across as relatively well adjusted and. nothing happens. Like if atsushi/kunikida/chuuya were to be targeted they'd just be like "yeah idk nothing happened... sorry man. better luck next time."

Issac Asimov -- The Feeling of Power -- ability allows him to do any math- no matter how difficult or complex- without a calculator. I'd like to think he's insist that he doesn't have an ability, he's just really good at math. basically the opposite of ranpo.

Reginald Rose -- Twelve Angry Men -- the antithesis to Harper Lee, finds evidence proving anyone innocent. or at least can prove plausible deniability.

Arthur Conan Doyle -- Sherlock Holmes -- understand in full what anyone's ability is, and what its limits, strengths and weaknesses are.

we don't have enough ability-related abilities in bsd. too much offense and defense, not enough middle ground stuff.

Tennessee Williams -- The Glass Menagerie -- turns people into 'glass', or drastically decreases their durability. doesn't harm the target in and of itself, but the target needs to leave any combat because now they can be killed in one hit.

Arthur Miller -- Death of a Salesman -- communicates with the dead. We're gonna need something like this if Asagiri keeps killing off characters at the rate he's currently going.

[thegeminisage]

THE OSSUARY [MASTERPOST]

this is a fic i wrote novelizing lucanis's year in the ossuary. now that it is 100% complete, i wanted to make a masterpost of relevant links that i can add to if i ever make anything else for it. scroll all the way to the bottom for the dvd special features!

SUMMARY:

ossuary (ˈäSHəˌwerē) noun 1. a container or room in which the bones of dead people are placed. 2. the final resting place of skeletal remains. Thought dead by his family, Lucanis Dellamorte, the infamous Demon of Vyrantium, spends over three hundred days languishing in an impenetrable Tevene prison at the bottom of the sea. But he doesn't do it alone—and like it or not, his new demonic cellmate may be his only hope of escape. Sometimes the only way to fight your demons is to make a deal instead.

TAGS + WARNINGS:

Action Scenes, Blood and Gore, Blood Magic, Kidnapping, Captivity, Imprisonment, Demisexual Lucanis Dellamorte, Angst, Starvation, Force-Feeding, Trauma, Possession, Body Horror, Torture, Nightmares, Psychological Torture, Mind Games, Rape (fades to black), Suicide, Trauma Bonding, and a TEENSY bit of vore. don't judge me.

CHAPTER LISTING:

ACT I

CHAPTER I: THE TRAP [ao3 link] [tumblr post]

Lucanis catches one final glimpse of the starry sky overhead. Sorry, Illario, he thinks. Then everything goes black.

CHAPTER II: THE EXPERIMENT [ao3 link] [tumblr post]

"My staff tells me you're hungry," says Zara. "Would you like something to eat?"

CHAPTER III: THE POSSESSION [ao3 link] [tumblr post]

"Hold him!" Zara snarls. "Shove it down his throat yourself if you have to! He's one half-starved prisoner! How hard can it be?"

ACT II

CHAPTER IV: THE DEMON [ao3 link] [tumblr post]

The demon's favorite thing to do is demand that Lucanis kill people or leave his cell. Its second favorite thing to do is piss Lucanis off.

CHAPTER V: THE TABLE [ao3 link] [tumblr post]

Calivan is wearing gauntlets. "Open wide," he says, and brings the pliers down towards Lucanis's face.

CHAPTER VI: THE LOVER [ao3 link] [tumblr post]

"Can I tell you a secret?" Lucanis asks Nyrys one night. "You must promise not to tell a soul."

ACT III

CHAPTER VII: THE DEAL [ao3 link] [tumblr post]

He is no longer Lucanis looking at Spite. He is Spite, looking at Lucanis.

CHAPTER VIII: THE PLAN [ao3 link] [tumblr post]

"Hey," says Lucanis to Spite. "You can fly, right?"

CHAPTER IX: THE ESCAPE [ao3 link] [tumblr post]

Blood begins to trickle from the corner of Calivan's mouth. "Walk out if you like, Lucanis. You'll never be free."

EXTRAS:

"soundtrack" post - a list of all the songs i listened to during the writing/editing process

zara & lucanis meta - a mini-analysis of the assault scene end of chapter 6, most of it being about zara's character (tw for in-depth discussion of rape)

where is the ossuary? - meta about the conflicting information we get on the ossuary's location

blood magic meta - just thinking aloud, trying to work out the mechanics of how lucanis and spite are bound

lucanis's scars - he's got quite a lot of them near his mouth, hiding under the facial hair...in my mind palace, this is definitely from the gauntlets they used to force his mouth open when feeding him the thing that bound him to spite.

lucanis's prison clothes - a video of the "sea of blood" mission with lucanis in prison clothes, instead of looking clean and well-dressed. also includes a look at the real nyrys's cell and at the artifact he's gonna break later.

the desperation demon - video of lucanis meeting and recognizing the desperation demon in dock town.

#the ossuary fic - story tag on tumblr for rough drafts, liveblogging, inspo posts, etc

#SHORNCANIS - a tag for images and videos of what lucanis looked like pre-ossuary, as the ossuary is where he grew out the beard

#rook tag - just a tag for posts and images of my rook, who is introduced in the final chapter of this fic

🎉 I AM WORKING ON A SEQUEL! 🎉

it will be a long time before i'm finished, but in the meantime, you can see excerpts in the #untitled rookanis fic tag.

thank you to my editors, @viagothots and @slaygentford, thank you to everyone who read, commented, and reblogged this fic, and thank you to everyone patiently waiting on and getting excited with me about the sequel. i am more grateful than words can say <3

[panther-os]

@amikoroyaiart did this awesome commission of my OC Lennie and my version of Ghost! I've wanted to commission her since I first came across her art over a year ago but it took me a while to save and just ahhhhhhh so worth it

Fun fact! The pants are uniform accurate. 141 is an international task force, and while Ghost and many of the rest of the team are SAS and wear black or navy fatigues, Lennie is an tArm (Irish Army) and wears that specific camo pattern! Their neon pink hair is definitely out of regulation, but no one dares call them on it.

Lennie is nonbinary and their full name and rank is Lieutenant Lennie Lynch. They're from Carrick-on-Shannon in Leitrim County of Ireland, and they're the 141's Chief Logistics & Supply Officer. Anything from toilet paper to ammo to fresh fruit to video games, it all goes through them. They have a ton of smuggler contacts in order to get supplies out to remote areas, and they use this network for information as well.

Basically Laswell's job, but more focused on keeping people alive via food and bandages and etc than keeping people alive via intel on the enemy.

Price met Lennie at the same time he met Nikolai. It was a joint an tArm and SAS operation where the two squads wound up trapped in a snowstorm with dwindling supplies, including much-needed medical supplies. Lennie asked for an hour with the sat phone, spent that time making threats and promises and calling in favors, and then Nikolai (the only pilot good enough and crazy enough) dropped off the supplies not too much later, which is how he and Price met. Then, a few years later, Price pulled Lennie for the Taskforce knowing their skills would be needed.

Lennie drinks far too many cups of coffee a day, barely sleeps, and spends the majority of their time in their dark office staring at computer screens. Their first date with Ghost was a joint nap on their office couch. Their best frenemy is @atohii 's OC Niko, the Chief Medical Officer, friend because they've made him weep tears of gratitude over the supplies he needs to keep everyone healthy, enemy because they've cut him off from energy drinks (the hypocrite) and gotten the entire rest of the base involved in it.

It's best assumed that Lennie knows everything and could be anywhere. They walk very quietly and often surprise people by slurping their coffee from right behind them. If they were an animal, they'd be a wild hare - the kind that surely speaks a thousand tongues and knows exactly how you die.

Ghost is still with Soap, and Soap is also with Niko, and sometimes Ghost and Niko are together as well, but romantically, Lennie's just with Ghost. We love a poly141.

This Ghost is based on TikTok cosplayer Kuromi (his account is tagged MDNI, please respect that) and Irish actor Fra Fee (because Les Mis is an old SpIn and my Ghost is Irish, his ggparents immigrated to Manchester during the Great Hunger). I don't have any specific scar or tattoo headcanons for Ghost, but I like Amiko's usual spread so I asked her to just use those, and I'm thrilled with how it came out!

And just ahhhhhhh I'm still screaming over Lennie 😍

[mi-dori]

☆Strange Magic☆

●Prompt: In which your girlfriend has never seen a phone before so it was up to you to teach her about earthrealm's technology.

●Warnings: Clueless Kitana...Mentions of porn

■MK1■

Outworld was no stranger to magic; the civilians that reside in outworld know all too well about magic and its capabilities, so when Earthrealm's very own, Johnny Cage brought a phone in Outworld, it sparked the interest of many; including a certain blue princess.

Of course you owned a phone too, but you never thought it would be useful in outworld, not when Kitana found it and began inspecting it, holding it with great care and great interest. "So this strange device.... has magic?"

Kitana and you were currently seated on the bed, the phone in your hand. You finally decided to break down every detail of a phone to her, in hopes she'd understand, but poor Kitana had so many thoughts and questions and you were gonna answer every single one of them.

"No my love-well you could say it's kind of a magic but it's called technology."

"I have heard about that term before. Its sort of like scientific knowledge, correct?"

"That's correct. Over the past centuries, technology became advance and with each passing year, people created many useful tools using technology and they even brought about a phone. Technology these days became so advanced that people created robots and machines capable of completing tasks just as a human would."

To say Kitana was astonished was an understatement. Her eyes were wide open with shock... interest, so many different emotions. "So what exactly is the purpose of this phone?"

"A phone is used to communicate with others. Let's say if I'm right in this Palace and you're somewhere in Sun Do, using a phone, I can call you. It will only work if you have a phone as well."

"So it's like a technological pigeon?" She titled her head, making you break into a fit of giggles. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing... it's just the way you phrased it. Yes you could say a phone is like a technological pigeon, my love." She made an 'O' shape before urging you to continue.

"Phones are also used to take pictures, much like a regular camera. There's also features like games, video watching apps and so many more." With each feature you listed, you gave a brief explanation on every one, showing her demonstration on how to use it. Eventually, she caught ahang of it and by the time you were done, you were left tired.

"Y/n look! I killed the man!" Kitana shook you excitedly, a bright smile on her face. She was playing a game you had on your phone and you fought yourself to keep awake, however, she noticed. "Oh my love... I'm sorry I wore you out..." she sighed softly, placing the phone down as she positioned herself to hug you.

Unintentionally, she sat on the phone and turned on Siri who then spoke, "What can I assist you with today?" Hearing the voice, Kitana squeaked and jumped into your arms.

"By the gods! There's a woman trapped! Is this one of Shang Tsung's magic?!"

Laughing loudly, you shook your head at her comments. Well, you did forgot to explain to her like Siri so you took another few minutes to explain and demonstrate to about the strange woman trapped in the technological pigeon. Kitana was busy asking Siri the most out of pocket questions, and you were busy fighting sleep once more.

A few moments of silence passed and Kitana then asked, "what is porn?"

"Kitana what?!"

"You have it here on something called, Search History."

"Give me that. No more phone! Good night!"

With a pout, she laid ontop of you, sighing like a little child as you turned away with a red and embarrassed face. Well maybe you did have a few regrets about teaching her but there's nothing you can do, except clear your search history every day...

[elyachkins]

a short compilation of thoughts on xlov's 'i'mma be' from conservations we've had with @snchkns

i think that the main idea of the mv is that all strict hierarchical roles (including gender roles): 1) are artificial, 2) cause prejudice and conflict, 3) can be escaped.

there are three main location sets in the video, first we have individual "rooms", where all the members seem to be trapped:

sometimes we see these locations in 4:3 ratio, which adds to the sense of being stuck in a box, limited:

there's also the fact that we can see that these rooms aren't "real". the windows aren't windows, they are just hanging screens, so there are no actual walls. the prison is just an idea, a concept, but the sense of entrapment and frustration that comes with it is real.

the second set is a chessboard classroom:

everyone here is again confined to a grey box, forced to wear a school uniform, conform to a certain identity.

everyone here is just a figure on a chessboard, wearing an identity that they didn't choose, limited by their role and restricted in their movements, controlled by the hands of someone(s) we can't even see.

the third location is this white room with red lines on the floor that lead to exit doors:

if we don't count the individual "rooms", red is the only colour other than black and white in the whole music video. the colour that is outside the chessboard, outside the rules, and the colour of passion and energy, that shows the way outside.

when we see the exit for the first time, it's tilted sideways. we can't go through it, until we change our perspective, think outside the rulebook and the box.

the four members in this game of chess are represented by four white queens (who could've thought), the strongest chess piece on the board, while all the others kids are black:

the key moment of this game is when the black knight captures one of the white queens, wumuti:

throughout the video we can see xlov trying to almost impress, or prove themselves, or just showing who they truly are to all the other kids. but they're unimpressed, put off even. in one of the scenes we can see them with censored faces, which i interpret in two ways: loss of identity, and bullying.

i think it's important to note, that although no one physically controls the kids and pushes them to push out xlov out of the board, they're still just chess pieces in the hands of unknown beings. they're playing their roles, which are dictated by the rules of the game. everyone here is stuck.

except wumuti, who has been captured and moved out of the board. he is the one who shows the other three the direction of the exit door:

so that they can all open it and step through (i'm too lazy to go through all the members individually, and i don't know them that well, but all of them went through some kind of personal growth in their "rooms"):

i'm so fascinated by these scenes, that i believe are from the outside world perspective. we see the school book, the strict and limited identities burning, finally being destroyed. and we see the four white doves, the four members, being stuck in a black and white frame.

but since the members choose to go through the exit door, the school is burnt (and eaten), the rectangular box is gone, replaced the xlov's logo in black with a streak of red running through it:

they're free.

(or are they, i don't know if they're going to develop this story in the future comebacks, who knows)

there's also a second part to this post now :3

[inthedayswhenlandswerefew]

Cuz I'm reading the ballad of songbirds and snakes, I have a question for you maggie boo:

All the hotd characters in the arena.

What district would they be from? And what would be the summary of how the game plays out?

Oh this is a great question! 😂😂 I just got Sunrise on the Reaping on my Kindle and am super excited to read it, so I am in my Hunger Games feels at the moment 🤩

Aemond: District 2 (masonry/weapons), he volunteers as a Career and is so excited to prove he's the best!!! (He immediately dies of a snakebite.)

Aegon: District 3 (electronics), he is super bummed about being a tribute because he has no skills except playing video games. He uses equipment he finds in the arena to try to build a Nintendo 64 so he can spend his final hours doing what he loves most.

Helaena: District 7 (lumber), girlie is always up in the trees talking to bugs or whatever. She dies when Aegon sets the forest on fire with his faulty wiring. This same fire also kills Aegon, Jace, and Rhaena.

Daeron: District 4 (fishing), he's a lil Finnick! He hides in a lake to avoid the fire. He ends up winning because everyone forgets he exists so no one tries to kill him.

Jace: District 1 (luxury goods), lil homie loves wearing lots of bling to distract from his dubious parentage! He is a Career and volunteers but sadly he is over-confident and doomed by the narrative.

Baela: District 6 (transportation), back home she raced motorcycles and built custom sports cars. To spice things up the Gamemakers send her a Ferrari and she speeds around the arena running over tributes.

Luke: District 10 (livestock), he is a friend to the farm animals! In the arena he is very scared and alone until he finds a huge wild pig and they become besties. He rides his pig around until Baela rounds a blind curve in her Ferrari and collides with them. Everyone involved perishes, including the pig.

Rhaena: District 8 (textiles), she is actually very clever and capable but sadly the only hobby/skill/job she's allowed to have is knitting. Nonetheless she tries her best in the arena and devises a Quilt of Destruction which she uses to trap and kill several tributes before she dies in the Great Nintendo Fire of 2025.

[beaddie]

AMARANTHINE - Dr. STONE

sum☆: "ᵉˡᵉᵍᵃⁿᵗ! "𝙰𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙴 (adj.) undying, immortal, eternally beautifulIn which Stanley Snyder, Xeno Houston Wingfield, and (Y/N) Ambrose were trapped in an unexpected stone world that had been petrified 3,700 years before. However, they were 'infiltrated' by some foreign brats all of a sudden.Of course, they don't give up without a fight, do they?

warnings: all characters are 18+!!! violence. language. FICTION!! don't like it? scroll away!! first ever post on this app. english is not my first language, so ugh.(Dr. Stone x Reader)(Dr. STONE : New America City Arc) MANGA SPOILER

(CHAPTER 8)Z=156: Two Scientists

FLASHBACK

The sun beat down on the dusty ground near the lake, shimmering off the water's surface. Ten-year-old Senku, his brow furrowed in concentration, meticulously adjusted a small rocket propped up on a makeshift launchpad of stacked rocks. Beside him, Taiju, equally earnest but with a hint of nervousness in his eyes, held a battered notebook filled with complex equations.

A few feet away, a small group of children played, their laughter echoing across the water, but Senku and Taiju were oblivious, completely absorbed in their project. Whispers followed them – "Why aren't they playing like normal kids?" "What are they even doing?" – but the two boys remained focused. Taiju, though he longed to join the other children in their games, was fiercely loyal to Senku and his scientific shenanigans. He knew how much this meant to his friend. He just wished, sometimes, that Senku's experiments didn't involve quite so many explosions.

A thin wisp of smoke curled upwards from the base of the rocket. Taiju held his breath. He'd seen this before.

KABWOOM

The rocket ignited with a deafening roar, shooting a plume of fire and smoke into the air before sputtering and falling back to earth in a shower of sparks. The two boys coughed, their faces blackened with soot. This was, unfortunately, not an uncommon occurrence.

Senku and Taiju trudged back to the Ishigami residence, a small, cluttered house filled with the paraphernalia of Senku's experiments. Taiju sighed, tossing the book of rocket engineering onto a dusty table.

"Ohh, you can look up the secrets to making rockets on the computer!" he exclaimed, clearly relieved to be done with the confusing text. He'd had enough of trying to decipher the arcane language of rocket science.

Senku, already hunched over his computer, didn't look up. "You understand English? That's crazy, Taiju!" he said, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

Taiju looked at the screen in awe. "<Dis iz> a what now?" he attempted, struggling with the unfamiliar phrase.

"Nahh not quite, I'm at the <This is a pen> level," Senku corrected, pointing at the screen. "See, most of the academic papers are in English, so I gotta attack this with a dictionary in hand." He gestured to a thick, well-worn English-Japanese dictionary lying open on his desk.

As he continued to type, Senku explained his strategy. "But researching these papers will only get me so far. It'll be quicker to pool intel...from like-minded people out there. That's what science is all about!"

With a decisive click, Senku sent his email to multiple space-related organizations across the globe, including, specifically, NASA.

"You're sending a message out to the world?!" Taiju's eyes widened.

"Yeah," Senku replied with a smirk. "Just call me 'spam-mail Senku.'"

★

NASA, Joshson Space Center

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, in a brightly lit office, a video call was in progress.(Y/n), seated comfortably in her chair, had her hair meticulously styled into a sleek up-do by her hairstylist. The stylist worked with ease, ensuring every strand was perfectly placed for the upcoming photoshoot. While the stylist worked her magic, (Y/n) is in lighthearted conversation with Xeno and Stanley, the atmosphere buzzing with pre-shoot excitement. Passing time catchng up with friends is definitely less boring.

"<Really? A kid sent a research paper to NASA about rockets? Now that's shocking,>" (y/n) said, adjusting her head position for the make-up artist.

"<That's correct, but isn't it elegant and intriguing, (n/n)? Stanley? Children of this generation are very interested in toys and other nonsense things! This particular one is interested in science, and he even built his own rocket! How very marvelous this child is.>" Xeno's voice was filled with genuine admiration planning to take the japanese kid his mentee.

"<'Sounds like you exactly.>" Stanley chuckled, taking a drag from his cigarette.

"<Right? Do you have a secret child or what?>" (y/n) teased, eliciting a snicker from Stanley in response.

"<Or maybe you hooked up with some random woman and—>" Stanley began, but Xeno cut him off sharply.

"<You two know that I don't engage in that kind of nonsense you two are talking about,>" he said, his eyes still fixed on the computer screen where he was composing a reply to Senku but briefly glance at the woman in screen as he grumbled.

"<Yeah, whatever you say, doc,>" Stanley muttered.

"<Wanna tell us about that kid?>" (y/n) asked, changing the subject.

"<Well, as far as I know...he mentioned in his email that he is from Japan, a young boy, about 10 years old, and that his father is a professor—he used a supercomputer on the university's campus to perform some calculations for his rocket, how rebellious.>" Xeno explained.

"<Well, I suppose If its for solely for science, I have no say in his matter at all...>" Xeno humms as he type more on his laptop.

"<Really a rebel,>" Stanley murmured, getting nostalgic.

"<Y'know what, Xe? Might as well take the kid as your student while you're at it,>" (y/n) suggested.

Xeno's eyes lit up. "<You read my mind, dear! And perhaps I should teach him more, not just about rocket... Now that his rocket needs some additional supplies, I need to make a list of those things. I'm not sure whether he is able to purchase them, but if he's eager, then...>"

"<If that's the case, I don't definitely mind giving him some funding.>" (y/n) perked up as she nodded at her make-up stylist after finishing her look.

"<Really? I thought ya' don't like brats?>" Stanley shoot up the question as (y/n) rolled her eyes at the soldier making Xeno smile at (y/n)'s generous offer.

"<Oh shut up, Stan>" (y/n) retort as she huffs.

"<Really, dear? I suppose that can do because...>" Xeno said

He finished his email, along with the offer that (y/n) made to help senku, and clicked send, adding the phrase, "Science is elegant."

★

Ding

"Nice, Senku!" Taiju yelled, pumping his fist in the air. "A response from a pro-scientist from NASA!" Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Pipe down," Senku said, though a small smile played on his lips. He carefully read the email and arch a brow.

"Huh? an offer? I can't refuse the financial help that's offering me. It's definitely a 10 billion percent help with my project." Senku smirked as Taiju is in awe again and congratulating again his best friend. But what really caught his eyes is the last words of Dr. X's letter;

"Science is elegant."

Senku stared at the screen. 'Elegant, huh...'

★

"Sooo, you just gotta buy the thermometer on this picture? Think they sell it at the 100-yen shop?" Taiju asked, slurping his cup of noodles. He wondered if any dollar stores in Japan sold a resistance thermometer with a rhodium-platinum alloy heat sensor.

"Let's see how much it is..." Senku muttered.

The two boys' eyes widened as they read the price: half a million yen. They both promptly spat out their noodles.

Senku made a decision. He would accept Dr X's friend's help and travel to America to meet his father, Byakuya, and use his credit card for extra allowance for his rocket project. It's better to have much than not enough, right?

★

A few weeks later, (y/n) was getting her makeup retouched when she called Xeno. "<So, it's been a few weeks. How's that mentee of yours, huh?>"

"<Now that you mention it, yes,>" Xeno replied. "<Teaching Dr. Senku about science is incredibly thrilling, as he is so eager to learn more. The boy continues to amaze me. Also, he extends his gratitude for helping him.>"

"<He also took pictures as proof that your funds were not wasted. I applaud your kindness towards this child, dear>" Xeno smiled as he forwards the pictures to (y/n).

The picture shows the purchased equipments with an adorable thumbs up. It made her softly smiled, she suppose this child is a camera shy one. But one thing for sure, this one is truly a kid, an incredible kid. Now, it really made her want to learn japanese. Maybe Xeno can teach her. (He sure can't deny teaching (y/n))

"<As much as Dr. Senku wants to learn about science, he doesn't know how to use it to rule over the ignorant masses on Earth,>" Xeno continued, taking a sip of coffee. "<Oh well, I understand that he is still a child, so in my position as his mentor, I will teach him everything there is to know about it.>"

★

"<You two would be there, right? If I ever dominate humanity with science in my grasp. (n/n)? Stanley?>" Xeno asked, a strange mix of seriousness and humor in his voice.

Stanley, who had been half-listening, opened his eyes and looked at the phone screen. (Y/n) did the same.

"<Mhm. Whatever you say, doc. Whatever happens, we'll be your by yer' side,>" Stanley said, puffing on his cigarette.

"<Whatever, yeah, sounds fun,>" (y/n) replied casually, closing her eyes as the makeup artist applied eyeshadow.

"<As expected of you two,>" Xeno said. "<The three of us shall take over humanity if anything happens, using the power of science. All three of us will be above them as I use science to reproduce every piece of weaponry.>" He gazed out the window, a dark expression on his face.

★

At NASA's Johnson Space Center, Xeno's coworkers were chatting in the cafeteria.

"<Well, what if you were sent back in time to the Stone Age?>" one of them asked.

Xeno, holding a cup of coffee, replied, "<I would re-create weapons of science from scratch, and rule as a dictator.>"

"<That'd be your move? Turning into a despot?>" Byakuya asked, raising an eyebrow.

"<What if there were other scientists there?>" the colleague persisted.

"<Whatever crazy situation humanity finds itself in...scientists are ten billion percent sure to pop up,>" Xeno said. Byakuya stood up from his seat.

"There will always be people greedy enough to wanna know every last detail about how the world works. Just like my son!" Byakuya added proudly.

"<In that case, I would confront these others, and in that primitive Stone World...we would learn whose science is superior!>" Xeno retorted, his eyes meeting Byakuya's.

Sometime later, Byakuya bustled around his office at NASA, straightening his tie and adjusting a framed photo of himself and a much younger Senku. He hummed a cheerful tune, a wide grin plastered on his face.

"<My son Senku is on his way!!>" Byakuya exclaimed to his colleagues, barely containing his excitement. He couldn't wait to see his son, though a small, nagging voice in the back of his head reminded him of the real reason for Senku's visit. Only because he maxed out that credit card. Not for a wholesome reason or anything, he thought, the grin faltering slightly before returning full force. He waved off the thought, chalking it up to parental anxieties. He continued chatting animatedly with his coworkers, describing Senku's brilliance and his passion for science.

"<I'm gonna meet him out front,>" Byakuya announced, grabbing his jacket.

Unbeknownst to Byakuya, Xeno, who was working nearby, overheard the conversation. The name "Senku" sparked a flicker of recognition in his mind. He vaguely remembered the name from the email exchanges, the young boy who had sent a research paper to NASA about rockets. Intrigued, he paused his work and listened more intently.

"<Sen.....ku?>" Xeno murmured to himself, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Outside the NASA building, Senku—now a teenager, stood before a large, gleaming statue of a space shuttle, his gaze fixed on its intricate details. His eyes ran a hand lightly over the smooth metal, a sense of awe and wonder filling him. He was so engrossed in his observation that he didn't notice a stranger approach and stand silently beside him. There was an unspoken understanding between them and peacefully stayed quite.

"HEYYY! SENKU!!" Byakuya's booming voice shattered the quiet moment. He rushed towards his son, a wide, beaming smile on his face. Xeno, sensing the familial reunion, discreetly stepped back and began to walk away, allowing father and son some privacy.

"Hm? What's up?" Byakuya asked Senku, noticing the slight look of distraction on his son's face, his eyes following the black-coated stranger.

"Nothing," Senku replied, turning to greet his father.