#Stinkface stories

[stinkfacestories]

The House Show

The smell of sweat and nylon filled your nose as you walked through the show area back to the locker room.

"Hey" a voice caught your attention. You turned and saw the big bastard sitting in the turn buckle. He was dropping sweat. His eyes were locked on to you as you slowly walked by. He licked his teeth as he sized you up. "This rings gonna be a whole lot more comfortable when I'm sitting on your face"

Your stomach sunk as you watched his big ass devour the ring post. You looked back to his face. He winked, then with a subtle grunt let out short, but devastating fart.

"That's just a preview of what you'll be getting tonight"

[stinkfacestories]

Anyone want to sign up to be his seat cushion?

Fat Thor's Day is the best Thor's Day.

[munchymuchy]

New Money

(It’s the year 2006 it’s been two years since rikishi was released from the wwe. Though he’s still getting money and traction through doing his signings..it started to feel boring to him so he started doing something more fun to pull in money)

Rikishi sat in his car in nothing but a trench coat and a hat in front of the hotel waiting for one of his clients to come. After being released from the wwe rikishi found another way to make money..he was giving out personal stinkfaces to his fans.

Strangely his family had no problem with him doing it but told him to keep it on the low as not to make a media frenzy. Kishi kept looking forward to the motel in his own thought until he seen a car pull up into the lot. He waited to make sure before he got out that it was one of his client and surely enough it was.

It was man that looked like he was in his early 20s and looked like he weighed about 137 pounds with shaggy brown hair. He watched the man go inside and came back out with a room key. He sat for a little longer before he got just to make sure no one was around and made his move to the room door. He knocked a few times and waited for it to open.

Rikishi looked over his shoulder a couple a times to make sure again that no one was around and the door creaked open.

???: H-holy shit it’s really you

Rikishi gives a soft chuckle and softly push the door open and closes it quickly. The young looked as pale as a ghost, like he was a little scared. Kishi looked at the boy with concern and patted his head

Rikishi: Aw come on little dude, not gonna hurt ya.

The man seemed to look more relaxed and gave a nervous laugh. “Now, let’s get started” Rikishi said and started to take off his hat and started to untie his trench coat. The man sat on the bed watching the older Samoan man strip in front of him. He opened his trench coat revealing that he was wearing nothing under there besides a red thong.

???: wait, I thought you wore a black thong

Rikishi: You’re right, had to improvise since I gained all this weight. Booty got too big for the other one.

Rikishi seen the man blush a little when he said that. He gave him a small smile thinking he could have so much fun with this one.

Rikishi: oh yeah, don’t forget ya gotta pay me first before we start

Rikishi said putting out his hand out for money.

That snapped the man back to reality and reached into his pocket pulling out a wad of cash. It took rikishi by surprise that this young dude had this much money. He had atleast 1,000 dollars in a band. Rikishi put it on a desk and dropped his trench coat. He walked in front of the man and grabbed his face a little and then turned around to show off his butt.

Rikishi could feel the him breathing heavily on his butt. He could feel his hands on his butt squeezing one of his cheeks and wiggling the other. Seemed like the boy was having fun back there already. Rikishi hiked up his thong a little more and started to bend over signaling to him to dive his head in. The man wasted no time and put his face in his crack.

The boy started to sniff deeply taking in the scent with such an eager sniff like a dog. Rikishi started to move his hips in a circular motion so he could go deeper in his ass. After a couple of minutes rikishi stomach started to let out a low growl. Causing the man to pull back from his butt.

???: ya’know…if y-you need to fart..you can…you can do it on my face.

Rikishi looked back at the man surprised at what he said. He raised an eyebrow at him causing the man to almost back pedal.

???:O-or you d-don’t have to you can just let I-it out in bathroom or i-in a corner. I-I’m not gay or w-weird or anything ju-

Rikishi: what ya name son?

Finn: F-finn?

Rikishi: we’ll finn I’ll do it, don’t back pedal ain’t no judgement here

Rikishi reached behind himself to grab Finn’s head to place him in back his butt. Rikishi gave a little grunt and let off a 4 second fart into the man’s face. Finn moaned and grabbed the side of his cheeks to get in deeper. Another fart came out a lot stronger and bubblier. Rikishi looked down and saw Finn’s pants have a tint in the front. Rikishi laughed at the man getting a hard on after finn claimed he wasn’t gay.

Another growl emanated into the room. A lot deeper and louder..sounded like more gas was brewing and sounded like it was worse. He looked back at the small man deep in his butt sniffing away like a hungry animal. He pulled from the man’s face and started to peel his thong off showing his bare ass to the man.

Rikishi: hope your ready because your in for a treat!

Rikishi started to spread his cheeks wide, allowing finn to see the insides of his cheeks. Discoloration, a lil hair and his pucker. Before finn could react, rikishi backed his ass up onto his face. His ass wrapped around Finn’s head like a glove and let a wet fart fly out onto Finn’s face. His nose was right on his hole so every fart went straight into his lungs.

Finn started to get weak and his eyes started to feel like they were closing. However, his weakened state didn’t last long due to rikishi clamping his cheeks down on Finn’s face. With that, rikishi let off a fart that started off SBD and grew louder. It lasted around 12 seconds and Finn couldn’t handle it anymore blacking out inside the crack of this giant man.

Rikishi reached behind himself again and pulled the man out of his butt. Finn was basically a rag doll with a little brown smudge of his nose that look like a button. It even looked like he came in his pants. Rikishi got his stuff together, his money, and walked out with another satisfied customer.

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Hope you all enjoy the story. I kinda came up with this off the top of my head. I might do two more parts to this not sure yet.

[kenkingjr77]

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[ashuribbon]

Oh Ashur! Do you have a favorite Cookie Run OC?

If you happen to be someone who sneaks into my ToyHouse every once in a blue moon, I happen to own a lot of CR OCs! Some from friends and some I made by myself or have since redesigned! I even made a video at one point showcasing the sea-themed CR OC voices (though I'm kind of bummed out they're not as popular...)

But if I had to choose which Cookie Run OC is my main fave, it's definitely Manila Cookie!

Top fave, and the ruthless one of the bunch! I always happen to have a huge love for pirates, so I felt like making a design that shows my love for them, but also a design that heavily contrasts with Abalone Cookie's palette! Also felt like making a character who did a better job in achieving her goal than did the Stinkface himself!

Think of her backstory as Scourge with a side of Zira. Once was a kind person, fell in love with a brute, lost him after he died by the hands of a mermaid and since then has become cold-hearted, her hatred of Gem Mermaids fueled by grief... Oh, and ends up getting her ass beat all Scourge Vs. Firestar style.

I am still working on the animatic dedicated to him, and he also has a wiki page! I just need to figure out how to add the story tab the same way one of my friends did...

Though while Manila Cookie is the top fave, every single one of my CR OCs are valuable to me!

[spearzreloaded]

SummerSlam 2k24 #CVReview

From Detroit to Cleveland, location wise for the past two years the Hottest Show of The Summer has been on a roll. Still, the error of the Tag Titles not being contested at The Browns Stadium was felt as only the Women's World and Undisputed Titles were up for grabs for the night completing one story and beginning an unprecedented dynasty for one dominant Superstar, who (like it or not) has been deserving of a moment like this for years.

Rhea Ripley and Liv Morgan have been involved in a ridiculous love triangle with Rey Mysterio's legacy.

As a person who's waited over a year for Judgement Day to fall as a faction so Rhea Ripley can get back to pursuing a solo career, I am disappointed that it's taking this romance-angle to finally get Rhea back in the singles division.

Nonetheless eggs must be cracked, and this Summerslam match had a fair amount of Ripley cracking her joints by having to forcibly put her shoulder back into it's socket multiple times.

I cant tell if this was more frequent than Liv running away from Ripley as if she was trying to audition for The Flash, either way these spots were the most memorable for the night in Cleveland between the two.

There was plenty of Liv pushing Ripley into Dominick, Ripley pushing Liv into Dominick and Riptide's that just couldn't keep the champ down.

A quick headbutt from Liv as well as slick shots to set up sending Ripley home from Summerslam on shoulder injury were delivered but the coup de grace came once a steel chair was brought from the time keeper's area (a strange place to grab it from but o.k.) that Dom prevented Ripley from using.

With the chair still on the mat. Dom provided a distraction and Liv planted Ripley on the chair, throwing it out of the ring in time for a three count and a successful retention.

Making out with Dom to further drive home the point, Liv walked out of Summerslam with the title and the boy, leaving Ripley seething.

What was learned from this match other than that WWE is now incorporating dope new POV shots from under the ref's shirt? The Riptide is no longer a strong finisher.

Ripley has now been in the game long enough that she has to reinvent herself complete with a new finisher like Becky Lynch (The Man-Handle Slam) or Nia Jax (The Annihilator).

While she goes back to the drawing board for this, it's best if she considers cutting herself out of The Judgement Day picture too and waging war against a house she helped build.

A program like that can run well into Survivor Series and reinvigorate a new title reign for Ripley just in time for Royal Rumble.

***

The outcome of Jax and Bayley's program for the Undisputed program waa a forgone conclusion way before Roman Reigns made his return.

Height and weight played too much of a factor in this match. Though it was a breath of fresh air to see this iteration of Bayley not play keep away with the title (There was already enough of that in the Ripley/Morgan match earlier that night), Bayley brought the fight to Nia, most notably delivering a Bayley-To-Belly suplex for barely a one count. That was all she had in the tank.

Jax was pouring on stinkfaces, Samoan drops outside the ring that left the champ temporarily paralyzed as well as a mockery of high-flying elbows -

The inteference from Tiffany Stratton was not really needed.

Her cash-in attempt was shut down by Bayley, but she was still lurking around the ring long enough to distract the ref for Jax to deliver two Annihilator's and become the new Undisputed Champion.

Tiffany Stratton hung around to celebrate with Jax and I was waiting on bated breath for her to turn on Jax, but Stratton thought better of it.

Now the Smackdown locker room is going to be treated like jobber's for the next season because ... Bayley.

I am looking forward to a dominant Jax reign though. It will be healthy to see someone other than Mia Yim get crushed every week.

And I can only think that Stratton will be plotting from the sidelines for an eventual and successful cash-in on Jax. I cannot see Stratton holding on to that briefcase for a year. WWE Creative called her up after a year in NXT for a reason.

I mentioned Roman Reigns earlier in this article, because Jax tends to have big fortune-changing moments whenever one of her part-timer cousins are around. With Jax being both Queen of The Ring and Undisputed Champion, now would be a good time for her to become an official Bloodline member.

There are still enough female members in the family to recruit into a female section of the fold.

***

Interference in a pro-wrestling match is a given, but to have this macguffin featured on the only two women's matches on the SummerSlam card was lazy on Creative's part.

The open-air and specialty camera shots from the ref's perspective and the fourth rope, made for a unique experience even from a mobile device -

but these matches still lacked stipulations, color, decisive finishes or big return appearances that would have made this SummerSlam program easy to tell apart from a house show other than the fact that the roof was blown off.

-

C.V.R. The Bard

4th/Aug. 2k24

[rikishistinkface]

Have you ever thought of making more stinkface stories with rikishi? There are so many good ones out there but its so little and rare to find :(

I never make stinkface stories buddy

[gothfoxgirlboy]

Have you ever written a horny wrestling story? Lots of chances for humiliation. Plus stinkfaces 😋🍑

I don't think so but I was thinking about horny wrestling today. What a coincidence

[stinkfacestories]

The day you found out you had won Jason Kelces Beard Challenge was the best day of your life. The challenge was simple: put together a snap or tiktok video of how to get a beard as good as Jason and the top winner would win a day with Jason. Your video was a long shot: you made a tiktok showing how if you mixed essence of dwarf, with a bit of neanderthal, and just a splash of viking inside Abraham Lincoln's hat and applied it to your face, you'd look as good as Jason. It did t get very many views but Jason loved it. The next thing you knew you were in Philadelphia meeting the man himself at the airport.

The tour of Philadelphia through Jason Kelces eyes was a lot of stops at places he loved to eat. Steak sandwich, sausage, pizza, ice cream. The man just loved to eat. As the day dragged on just as Afternoon turned to evening he took you to Lincoln Field, his home turf. There was no game and the place was locked down, but that was nothing a few signed balls couldn't handle.

He took you to the locker room, the place where he told you he feels most free to be himself. You both sat down on the bench in front of his locker. He took out a case of bud light and cracked one open. The man drank so much bud lite you swore he was sponsored by them.

He told you to be quiet. To just listen to the sound of the room. To drink it in and become one with the soul of real American football.

The only thing you heard was the bench breaking as Kelce leaned forward and let out a fart with a satisfied grunt.

"Oh, sorry," he said, not sounding very sorry.

"Really? " you said. You looked at him, almost appalled that he would do that with you right next to him.

Jason turned and gave you a wink. "Dont tell me you don't find farts funny. Your a guy. All guys love farts." 

You rolled your eyes. "Not really."

"What about this one," he said and let loose a loud bassy fart.

"God stop it, it's so gross," you said as you slid away, but suddenly found yourself pressed against the wall of the locker room. "Seriously dude. What the fuck?"

"C'mon," Jason said as he moved over towards you. “I warned you. Remember when I ate that large sausage with pickled garlic ave said ‘were in trouble later’? What do you think I meant.” and placed a hand on your chest, giving you a bit of a push. "Don't be a prude."

You were caught between a wall, and a wall of beef holding you in place. "Seriously, stop it".

"Can't stop. Won't stop," he said still pressing you in the wall. His eyes were the kind of dull that only cheap low quality beer can make the."You know I bet you never had an older brother. Between me, my dad and Travis we learned to appreciate farts. My dad told me that the best cure is exposure. So to get you up to speed I think I need to gas you more"

He  pressed into you and lifted up his keg and let loose with a fart so powerful it echied through the empty locker room.. You struggled to get away from the horrible stench, but couldn't escape.

"No, don't do this," you said as it overwhelmed you.

He turned around and pressed his huge soft center lineman ass in your face, the soft fabric of his shorts spreading across your face like warm dough. It was too much, and you were powerless to stop it. His asshole flexed and relaxed as it sent out a long drawn out series of wet sounding farts. You gagged as the air around you filled with the horrid odor.

"Fuck that was a good one," he said, not budging an inch. “Three point stance just rips these farts out of me.”

"I think I'm going to puke," you said, trying not to vomit.

"If your gonna puke, aim that way, I like these shorts." he said pointing. "Do you think it's funny yet?"

"No!" You coughed.

"Alright you asked for it" he presses his ass harder, wedging your nose on his cheeks. He let loose with a rapid fire volley of farts that left you breathless and coughing. He backed away, chuckling at you.

"God, fuck, that's rank!" You coughed. You tried to breathe fresh air but the locker room had been total polluted by Kelces ass.

"Come on. You don't have to love them, but you gotta at least admit they are funny and manly now. How can you like football and not think farts are funny." he let you stew and come up with an answer.

"Fuck...no," you say.

He shrugged. "Ok. Your loss," he said and pressed his ass in your face again.

"No! Please. God. No. Fuck!"

"What's it going to take? Do I need to pull my shorts down and give you a bare ass stinkface?" He said, pressing even harder.

"No! No more. Fine. They're fucking funny," you cried.

"What?" He said. "I couldn't hear you"

"They're funny!"

"Now are you just saying that to make me stop?"

"No, I mean it. They are funny and they are manly."

"Well, if it's funny you won't have a problem asking me to do it a few more times so you can properly laugh. Right?"

"Uh...fine. Sure. Just, please, no more, I can't take it."

He turned and farted once. "Laugh. Laugh hard and long and deep." He was getting frustrated that you weren't laughing. "Seriously come on guy. This is just as bad for me as it is for you. It's hard to hold this position and if I keep farting I'm going to have to take a dump soon"

"Oh god no!"

"Laugh dammit!" He yelled.

"No, no, I can't."

"Fine then," he said. He pulled you down and set you face up on the bench. He loomed over you. "Ok big fucking guns time" he pulled down his shorts and hovered his raw hairy bear ass over your face.

"Oh shit, dude please don't!" His as was a beast. This close you could make out the rough skin. His ass had taken a pounding over the years and looked like a hefty bag overfilled with cottage cheese. The hair on his crack was dense and black. 

"Do you think this is funny?"

"Yes, yes, fuck, yes!" You were sobbing, your body convulsing.

“Good. Then you'll find this hilarious.” he sat down. He sat down hard. He rocked back and forth, the wiry hair of his ass crack scouring your face. He dug deep like he has an itch he was trying to scratch.

"Laugh. C'mon. Laugh, laugh like a big boy." He said, simultaneously belching and farting.

"Ahahaha!" You started crying and laughing.

"Oh fuck. What a fucking cry baby. Laughing at farts is supposed to be funny. Not sad."

"I'm sorry," you sobbed.

"Just...fucking stop," he said, standing and pulling up his shorts as he got off you. "Baby can't handle a grown man's ass. Jesus fuck"

He sat down next to you. You were still shaking a little, tears coming from your eyes. "I'm sorry," you said.

"It's fine, it's not the first time I've gassed someone like that," he said. "your not the only one who cried either "

You sniffed, still wiping tears away. "It was just so...overwhelming. The smell, and the sound, and the pressure..."

"It was a lot. It was," he said.

He drained his bud light and crushed the can. "Ok second chance to get it right." He leaves forward and farted, then looked to you to see your reaction.

You laughed. A genuine laugh. "Fuck, dude."

He smiled and farted again. You kept laughing. "It's funny, isn't it?"

"Yeah. It is," you said, laughing some more.

"Now you" he said 

You panicked. You didn't have to fart. You were to nervous.

"What the hell. Do it"

"I don't know if I can," you said.

"Come on. Do it. Do it" he chanted.

"I can't."

"You trying to make me mad? You're a guy. You should always be ready to let rip"

"But I'm not drunk like you are. And I'm not a fucking monster with an ass like yours."

"Fine, then, let's fix that." He reached down and ripped a huge one. He reached for his phone and placed a call "Trav. Yeah we got an emergency. Yeah get that chili defrosted and get some real cheap beer. Ooooh and some gas station food. Yeah he's a wimp. Didn't laugh. No he did. Fuck no she can't come to.  Alright. Love you. No homo" he hung up the phone.

"Your brother's coming over?"

"Yup. And he's gonna be pissed if you don't laugh when he cuts one. He loves farts. And he's got an ass that could kill a guy."

"Wait..."

"We're going to our man cave. It's a cabin in the woods. Just guys. Strict no pants policy. You better hope Trav remembered his boxers. You are gonna learn to love being a man like us and become the third Kelce brother, or you ain't leaving that shack."

"What's it going to be like," you said, afraid, but also excited.

"Oh, you're gonna hate every minute, and you're gonna love every minute."

"Fuck. I'm going to get wrecked, aren't I?"

"Oh definitely. We will probably fuck up your head so much. You're going to end up with a fetish for this."

You laughed.

All you could do was laugh.

[cavenewstimes]

Booker T On Working With Rikishi In WWE & Taking The Stinkface

By /June 14, 2023 12:30 pm EST If there’s one thing Booker T doesn’t want to be remembered for throughout his decorated career, it’s being on the receiving end of one of the most infamous Stinkfaces ever delivered by WWE Hall of Famer Rikishi. Booker T, a two-time Hall of Famer himself, recounted the story behind the night he took the move from the 425-pound Samoan superstar on “WWE SmackDown”…

[ashuribbon]

devsis, hire us. you can trust us, i swear it, we're bringing the captains home NOW! /silly

also yea! captain caviar is genuinely my all-time favorite cookie run character, mostly because of his personality (his design is also amazing!) and the fact that i love characters that stick up for those who need it most.

sorry for rambling so much about him to ya, i just agree with you on what ya said overall. i yap on occasions, oops. but i'm SUPER excited for the refs when those eventually drop, that's gonna be fun. - ⚓

I HAD BEEN WAITING FOR YEARS FOR PIRATE AND ICE TO COME... AND NOW ABALONE THE STINKFACE... I just want to see my two Ovenbreak babies and my terrible villainous trash man in the game so I have an excuse to put all four of them in funny sailor antics... ;m;

Funny story but me and a friend of mine were talking about CR and the CR Captains and our hopes they add another sailor character besides Caviar they said, and I quote, "There's no way Devsis would make Abalone's design go hard and not make him playable."

If anything, I think you'll like what I have for SeaBeast!Caviar, or Salty Caviar Cookie! If anything, he's at least one of the Beasts who knows he's becoming corrupt, but often ends up too blind to see the repercussions of his own actions until he comes to find out of the new holder of Mystic Flour's Soul Jam!!!

I already have a ref ready for Beast!Pirate Cookie, so there's that. c:

[auravulpes]

Am I coming out a bit too strong making this the first new piece of art I upload to tumblr? ... Eh, fuck it. Wanna see the wrestling outfit I designed for Venti?!

I've had a sketch of this lying around in one of my sketchbooks for over a year and I decided today was the day I'd do something with it! I'd say I have no clue what sort of brain rot led me to draw this, but I know exactly what sort of brain rot led me to draw this. Let's just leave it at the person whose eyes you're looking through happens to be a 'sona of mine...

Anywho, I think this otherwise mostly speaks for itself. Not sure why I gave him elbowpads but not kneepads, the shoes could have been more, eh, boot-esque, and I'm not 100% sure what that weird thing on his chest is, but I kinda like it.

As fun further tidbits, I imagine Venti a very flirty kinda wrestler. He just comes off that way to me (hence, the look on his face here). Movewise, I imagine it'd be a mix of "flirty" stuff and flying. So, expect plenty of moves from the top rope, but also for him to be shoving either his ass or his crotch in your face a lot. You know, lots of stinkface and bronco buster type stuffs. He's probably more submission oriented, but more technical than power submissions. Put it this way, he can absolutely put you in positions hard to power out of, but if you end up trapped between his thighs, you could probably pry them open unless you're losing that badly. (Incidentally, I could totally see him, having absolutely dominated an opponent, finishing them with a headscissor, but, like, one of the ones where their face is, once again, pressed into either his ass or his crotch.) As for the rest of his damage output, it's probably very Judo-y. He's small, so I can't see him hitting hard without jumping from the ropes, but that smallness could probably be pretty good in using an opponent's momentum against them. Basically, he'll use your moves against you, toy with you a fuckton, drive his ass through your chest from the top rope, then force you to beg for mercy in either some tricky submission or just between his thighs if you lost that badly. But, if you're reasonably strong, you can basically just overpower him and snap him in two, so there is that.

Anyways, long story short, wrestler Venti. Enjoy! Maybe one of these days, I'll treat y'all to some combination of art of the 'sona I referenced and wrestler Venti fanfic...

[miqojak]

You think it’s safe to close yourself in with the Beast?

If you think I’m afraid of you, you’re wrong.

You should be afraid.

Maybe you should be afraid of me. Go ahead, piss me off, Barrons. See what happens.

Little girl thinks she’s all grown up now.

His mouth moved into a smile that I’ve grown familiar with over the past few months, shaped of competing tensions: part mockery, part pissed off, and part turned on. Men are so complicated.

- Jericho Barrons & Mackayla lane, The Fever series

(ft. @ketsuchikotetsu! ...and an excerpt from a favorite book series whose main characters have a lot in common with these two.)

[about-faces]

BATMAN: THE LONG HALLOWEEN MOVIE LIVEBLOG (1/?)

Opening scene! I see they got rid of the Godfather pastiche of “On this, the day of my daughter’s wedding!” shit entirely, moving the location of Bruce and the Roman’s meeting to the latter’s penthouse. Is the screenwriter trying to make this movie stand on its own, or is it a tacit admission that all of Loeb’s Godfather references were cheap and lazy? Let’s see! 

Oh hey, they gave Bruce an actual reason to say “I believe in Gotham City.” In the comic, he just says it because Loeb wants people to go “Yes, I’ve seen The Godfather too!” There’s no reason for Bruce to say it, given that he immediately moves onto talking about something else entirely. At least here it’s backed up by the context of his conversation with the Roman. Already, this movie is bending over backwards to make Loeb’s plot make sense.

Between this and all the screenshots I’ve already seen, Harvey Dent always looks angry and/or evil with constant downturned eyebrows. Before he was Two-Face, he was Resting-Bitch-Face.

The opening credits showing Tim Sale’s art feels like a half-assed way to deal with the fact that the animation style, though stylized in its own way, in no way resembles Sale’s art which really made TLH a hit. It’s like they’re saying “We can’t do it justice, but we can at least pay tribute to it with the opening credits,” but all it’s doing is highlighting how this isn’t Sale’s art. With its heavy cel shading, it’s more like Batman The Brave and the Bold on low battery.

Johnny Viti is a snitch for Harvey! Already the story is strengthening the idea from the comics that (name redacted) is the killer, by establishing an actual connection between Harvey and Viti! 

Seriously, is Harvey going to make this stinkface this whole movie? And how much is this movie going to abuse obvious foreshadowing the way the comic did?

Johnny Viti has been shot and killed. So they’ve cut the comic plot point of Viti murdering the banker Richard Daniel in front of his wife. Again, this creates a direct correlation between Harvey’s dealings with Viti and Viti’s murder, making it tighter and more sensical than the comic. Although I’m not sure where Viti was even shot. His head was exposed, but no blood is appearing behind it, just dripping down his hand and filling the tub. Whatever, compared to the comic, this is already a masterpiece of plotting.

GOD HELP ME I’M DOING THIS

Alfred is sad that no children are showing up at Wayne Manor on Halloween, despite the fact that he’s not even standing by the terrifying front gates and somehow expecting children to walk, like, a fucking mile up to their front door. Jesus, Alfred, at least make an effort before you give up! You’re giving out full-sized candy bars, they WILL at least show up to the creepy gates for that!

So they’re also adapting Bruce’s Scrooge-like arc from Loeb and Sale’s Legends of the Dark Knight Special: Ghosts, eh? Not a bad idea.

Alfred ghosts on Bruce mid-sentence! Cute implication that Bruce learned it from years of Alfred dealing with his batcrap and “nope”-ing out.

Tiny Babs and James Jr! Aw, look at JJ, being a happy normal kid and instead of the creepy “psychopath” he was retconned into being by Scott Snyder.

Aw, Gordon’s an adorable dad. He’s even playful and joking! Wow, I feel like I’ve never seen him be a sweet, loving dad to his kids, at least not when they actually were kids. It’s always conflict, angst, and/or neglect.

Ahhh okay there’s the “sorry family, my horrible job calls” moment. Well, it works better after showing him and his family actually being happy for once. The way it plays out in the comics, it’s a wonder that Barbara hasn’t just divorced him already, especially after his affair and JJ almost getting killed in Batman: Year One. 

Harvey returns home, still sporting that horrible face and looming like a sinister fridge. This is not a Harvey that instills tragedy so far.

HI, I’M BOB EVIL. 

Oh, he switched on the light and now his features have softened? Is this how they’re establishing his duality, that he spends his nights out and about like Mr. Hyde (even when he’s winning elections and looking his best for the press) and turns back into Jekyll at home or with friends? Interesting. Interesting. I hate it. 

Gilda lives outside, apparently, enjoying a nice dinner of cigarettes and wine, wrapped in her Depression Blankie.

She seems to be in a depressive haze, almost a dissociative state where she barely acknowledges Harvey at first even when he speaks to her. Then she realizes he’s there and her mood brightens because OH BOY OH BOY HARVEY’S HOME HARVEY’S HOME! Given how Gilda of the comics had absolutely no life, hobbies, nor interests outside of Harvey, this doesn’t bode well. But I’ve already been spoiled that this Gilda does have more of a backstory, which gets some big foreshadowing in the next moment.

Gilda, internally: “Oh shit.”

“Shit shit shit.”

“Shit fuck fuck fuck shit.”

“THINK, GILDA, THINK! PLAY IT COOL! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FU”

“SMOOTH.”

“Oh thank fuck.”

So okay, in keeping with the DC Universe in general, therapy just doesn’t exist here. Only snuggles and black and white movies with your spouse when he finally gets home from work and--

Harvey sees the Bat Signal and his jerkass scowl returns, while Gilda’s brief happiness vanishes. Time for Harvey to ditch.

If I squint my eyes and pretend that no greater story exists, I love this screenshot. 

“Oh cigarettes and booze, you’d never leave me.”

Okay, let’s see how they play out the famous rooftop meeting of the trio, which is usually credited to Loeb but was in fact created by two separate stories in 1990 by Bill Messner-Loebs (in the comic strips) and “Eye of the Beholder” by Andrew Helfer. Yes, I am still salty that even Christopher Nolan and David Goyer give Loeb credit for that, why do you ask? 

The familiarity between Batman and Harvey is played a lot colder than it did in the comic, which built off Batman: Year One’s clandestine partnership between the two. Don’t tell me this Harvey is going to be a bitter asshole to Batman as well as Bruce Wayne in this version. Hopefully it’s just a bad line delivery and Harvey’s stinkface making this seem worse than it will be.

Ah, I see they’re bringing in some of Nolan’s The Dark Knight into this Harvey, having him rage at Gordon for the failures of the police. Also, having him furious at his stoolie’s murder is an interesting change, given how callous he was about Viti’s death in the comics. 

Viti was about to turn state’s evidence against the Roman, and his testimony would have been damning enough to “put the whole family away,” so Harvey assumes the murder was a mob hit. I’m not sure what the killer’s motivation is going to be in this movie, but if it was to give Harvey less work so he’d go home (as in the comics), they sure as fuck screwed that up! Now he’s going to have to be in the office 24/7, starting again from square one! This will either be a major plot hole or indicative of a greater tragedy to come, depending on how the screenwriter has changed things. 

Batman wants to see the jack-o-lantern left behind at the crime scene, and Jim Gordon goes, “You think it’s important?” It’s literally evidence left behind by the killer, Jim! Of course it’s important! How the fuck did you make Captain?! Was it because every other cop was already out of work because they were corrupt?! 

Here, it’s Gordon who proposes the three of them work together, with an emphasis on Harvey and Batman being two sides of the same coin in a way that’s every bit as on-the-nose as what I just said there. I do like anything that emphasizes how Batman gets to be Harvey’s dark side before he goes off and gets one of his own, with blackjack and hookers. 

UGH. I guess even this script can’t resist Loeb’s penchant for dredging out obvious cliche idioms that heavy-handedly reference Two-Face. On top of that, the way this plays is like Harvey and Batman are rivals who are being forced to play nice by Jim Gordon, like they’re dolls he’s shoving together and saying “NOW KISS.” 

This time, both Batman and Harvey ditch Gordon mid-speech. I like that. 

I see they got rid of Falcone’s penchant for wearing a rose lapel, an addition by Loeb/Sale which was an obvious Vito Corleone reference. Interesting how this keeps distancing itself from The Godfather. It’s like it wants to both celebrate the comic while also trying to make it more original and coherent. If so, it’s a tacit admission that the comic was derivative and poorly-plotted?

Falcone puts the blame for Johnny Viti’s death squarely on Dent, whose legal shit-stirring had made the Roman’s rivals--like Maroni--suddenly bolder. In another bit of foreshadowing, I note that Alberto perks up at Dent’s name. Also, the Roman next has his bodyguard throw a mouthy goon down a stairwell because he comes from the Wilson Fisk school of wasteful human resources.

Okay, I’m burned out here, and I’m barely a third of the way through the first part. So I’m 1/6th of the way through the whole thing. FML let’s continue this tomorrow.

EDIT: Part 2 is up!

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Sweat and Secrets| An Interactive Twine Stinkface Adventure

Recently I have been happily coaxed into looking at and learning Twine. I have been having a blast, and I am putting together a choose your own adventure game. I am proud to announce that I am working on "Sweat and Secrets" In Sweat and Secrets you take on the role of a new member of a gym filled with guys who all have the potential to end up stinkfacing you. Some of them are much harder to convince than others-- but that's the fun! 12 guys, each with their own particular kinks for you to choose from. Will you succeed? Will you find romance? Or are you hear just to get some face to ass action? You have 2 questions I bet: When will this be done? Answer: I have no idea. I have a tendency to have eyes bigger than my attention span. As long as I can keep my attention focused I am sure I can finish at least 2 or 4 of the twelve guys. I have to write everything and code everything. Its not the hardest code I've ever written, but it will take time and testing. Will this cost me anything? I don't know. A 1$ maybe? While it would be great to make any kind of money on this, I don't think it will ever get to a point where I feel ok with selling it. I may throw it up on itch.io for a pay what you want, but I don't think I'm gonna retire with this. Let me know if you have any questions, or you want to know more about the guys! Send me an ASK and Ill answer it

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I think in stories siblings should only ever call each other brother or sister if they’re purposely being sarcastic... otherwise it’s the baby sibling pointing at the trash and saying “Look it’s your home, stinkface”