#Swansea and Curly did stand by and do nothing

[holyhadesimweird]

the butterfly effect

photo from rorokonaa on twitter

captain curly x reader

trigger warnings : mentions of attempted sa/abuse (not really specified) and jimmy

summary : a butterfly effect in which curly steps up the moment he can after finding out something happened to you, causing the events of the game to never happen.

note : i have not written fanfic in many years, i'm so sorry and this is warning my writing may be dogass still or even worse than it was before. anyways, enjoy!

the moment anya speaks your name when informing him something happened to one of the crew mates, he runs. his heart has never beat so fast in his life, curly thinks he may die if he doesn't reach you.

as he runs to the cockpit, curly's mind races to an image of what anya's face looked like when she told him something happened to you. that bruise on her face scared the shit out of him.

was jimmy a bad man this entire time? after knowing him for so many years curly wants to doubt it, but the image of anya and knowing you were in danger because of jimmy doesn't allow him to even doubt that jimmy is a horrible man.

as he runs, daisuke and sawnsea see him and decide to run after him. neither of them are fast enough to keep up with curly's desperate running and are left behind.

curly can hear jimmy yelling and your sobs as he approaches the cockpit, making him push forward and into the cockpit when the door opens.

"what did you do to her?!" curly yells as he pushes jimmy away from your curled up frame in the corner of the room.

"nothing at all captain, i came to check on her-" jimmy is cut off as curly's fist makes contact with his jaw.

"bull-fucking-shit you liar. anya came directly to me after you hit her and i could hear you yelling at her. if you move, i will kick your teeth in." curly threatened.

it was at this moment daisuke and swansea's footsteps could be heard approaching the cockpit. as they reached the doorway, anya' lighter footsteps could be heard as well.

"what in the fuck is happening?" swansea questions.

"swansea, pick him up and take him to the kitchen. do not let him out of your sight until i come see you. daisuke, stay with him and watch too." curly orders.

"but curly-" jimmy tries.

"no, we're gonna talk about what you did. there will be a punishment." curly states as swansea grabs jimmy, not saying a word as him and daisuke take him to the kitchen.

"thank you for helping. i- i- didn't know what else to do." anya says quietly, kneeling down beside you. your sobs have quieted down but it broke curly's heart seeing you like this.

"thank you so much curly, i owe you so much. he- he kept trying to do things to me but i kept fighting and he hit me again right before you came in. i think he-" you rambled.

"listen to me, you don't owe me anything. i'll kick his teeth in before he goes near you again. i'm so sorry he-." curly kneels. he takes your hand and anya quietly gets up to leave for you two to have a moment alone.

"i was so scared i was going to lose you. i'm so sorry this happened and i wish i could go back in time to protect you. i'm here now and i won't let anything else happen to you. you're the most important thing to me and i can't bear losing you." curly rushes and stands up. "i'm going to make things right."

anya is stood outside of the room and makes her way inside to stay with you as curly marches towards the kitchen.

once he arrives in the kitchen he can see that swansea and daisuke have tied up jimmy who is yelling and trashing against the ropes. making his way to where they all are, curly decided on what to do.

"shut up and listen to me jimmy. you do not deserve to be free after this. you will be locked, barricaded, i don't care, in your room until this job is finished. it does not matter that pony express is kicking the can, because you'll be rotting right along with them in prison when we get back on earth. i'll make sure of it." curly spits out to jimmy.

"you don't deserve to be captain, i was going to be the hero in this story and you ruined it! i had a plan!" jimmy exclaims. "i was going to-" jimmy was cut off as swansea stands up from where he was sitting.

"you're insane. daisuke, come help me." swansea says eerily calmly.

when curly finally finds you after locking jimmy up in his room and leaving daisuke and swansea to guard. you're in your quarters, on your bed sleeping with anya sitting next to you, clearly on edge as she jumps when curly enters your room.

"thank you anya, for everything." curly says, offering her a smile and a hug.

"she's my friend and you both mean the world to me. when i realized i wouldn't be able to fight him off and help her, i knew i had to get help. i wish i could've done more." she says.

"you did your best and did the right thing. without you, who knows what could've happened. i'm just extremely sorry i didn't believe you at first when you tried warning me about him." he thanks and apologizes.

"i'll leave you two alone. goodnight captain."

curly takes a seat where anya was sitting and takes your hand.

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"curly? curly!"

curly swears he hears someone call his name and blinks awake. the sight in front of him is other worldly and he wants to bask in it forever. you look beautiful despite everything that happened recently and he's happy to see you smiling at him.

"hey big man. thank you for protecting me, i don't know how to thank you. anya told me what you did with..... him. thank you." you thank him.

"it's the least i could do. you're important to me and i would do anything for you." he says sincerely. "...listen, i don't want to ruin this, but i have to go check on something in the cockpit. i'll be right back."

"of course, i can join you for the walk. but i might have to stay behind a little bit." you say.

"that is perfectly fine. we can go at your pace. i have to keep an eye on the controls for the next day, autopilot detected a possibility of needing course correction. let's go make sure we don't crash."

grabbing your hand, you and curly slowly but surely make your way to the cockpit to contact the company and to correct the autopilot route.

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it takes time, but by the end of the tulpar's journey, you are able to navigate the entirety of the ship without being scared.

you and curly become closer and he attempts to have a romantic dinner with you to ask you to be his significant other, but it doesn't go according to plan. however, you two love joking and talking about how the night you became an official couple.

having jimmy on the ship is hard for the entire crew for the rest of the journey, but when landing on earth and seeing law enforcement ready to take jimmy away, it feels like a weight has been lifted from the entire crew.

[dadsbongos]

pleaseplease make more daisuke mouthwashing x reader 18+ stories where hes a whiny boy because he got jealous about u hanging out with curly ( sneaks in ur room to talk then ure up with the rest ! ) i hope this gets noticed tho💔 i would absolutely appreciate if u take this request! 🫶🏻

P.S I LOVE YOUR WORK!! i enjoy reading ur stories<33 it makes me feel like im actually in their world lol, i can imagine it pretty clearly😭😭 ure amazing!!

as mentioned earlier i got drunk writing this sorry / +18!!! / probably less than 1k words idk

@maniacpixiedreamboy come get your man he's barking....

Daisuke lets people get away with a bit more than he should. Usually that means allowing assumptions that he's dumber than rocks; life is easier that way. Less responsibility, less arguments, less struggle to be heard. The only person to ever see through that and call him on it is hidden behind a steel door thicker than his captain's head.

...ugh.

Captain. Captain Curly.

Raising a trembling hand, Daisuke knocks -earnestly shocked he's actually gone through with it- and feels his heart leap into his throat as seconds pass. Silently awaiting either brutal rejection or sweet remedy.

Part of him disbelieves his feet are even outside your door. Third eye beaming down on his own lean body poised for embarrassment, after an hour talking himself up just to leave his quarters. Swansea was dead asleep when he stealthily padded out, and Daisuke prays the old man remains that way when he shamefully crawls back inside.

"Daisuke?" your voice startles him.

Jumping, he snaps a wristband against his skin and silently stares at you, wide-eyed, "Uh. Hi."

"'Hi'? What the fuck are you doing out here...?"

Voice rocky with slumber and eyes discolored with exhaustion, Daisuke imagines you're seconds away from ripping the answer out by force.

"Uhm," he clears his throat, shooting this wary look back as if he's doing something illegal and whispers, "Do you have a thing for Captain?"

"The fuck?" that seems to wake you right up. You blink bleariness out and glare at the man, posture straightening out, "What's wrong with you?"

"Well, you two seem close and all..." Daisuke wants the Tulpar to spontaneously split down the middle and for his body to get ripped into the vacuum of space, "For the age gap, anyway."

"Why do you care?" you dig out drowsiness from either eye with your index knuckle, yawning into Daisuke's face which he supposes he deserves, "You can have the dude, I don't like him. He's my boss."

"I don't- !" Daisuke hisses until you giggle quietly, "Oh, you're mean."

"Yeah," you shrug nonchalantly, leaning against the doorway with folded arms, "You're still standing outside my door. So what?"

"I don't like when you're mean to me..."

"Yes you do."

"But you're not supposed to know that!"

"Alright, then," you step back, finger out to press the close button on your doors, "If you've got nothing else to say, then I will: goodnight, Daisuke."

"No!" he wails, immediately burying teeth into his hand and cringing at the outburst. Just to follow it with a muted one, "Nooo...."

"What? What do you want?"

"You already know," he whines, batting those thick lashes at you like you've been anything remotely resembling sympathetic tonight.

"I wanna hear it," you snag him by the collar of his Pony Express sanctioned sleep shirt and drag him inside before closing your door. Shoving him back until his knees buckle against the bed frame.

Daisuke crashes into your thin sheets. Again: Pony Express sanctioned. Meaning they're bright fucking yellow and do shit for keeping out the cold. But they're a welcomed reprise from that stiff hallway. He shakily exhales, eyes darting around the room for a mere glimpse of any deposed laundry he could spot. Underwear, specifically. Which is strange because until he boarded the Tulpar, Daisuke did not think he was a pervert.

He's ran around a couple bases back on Earth, and he's watched porn, and he's been in casual relationships (two, actually, both of which were surprisingly chaste). He'd never known himself to be obsessed over the idea of sullied garments.

"Daisuke," your voice lulls him back into the moment, eyes low and expectant, "Don't ignore me."

"Sorry," he blurts, swallowing hard and refocusing entirely on the sorry excuse of pajamas you've thrown on. Thin short sleeve and boy shorts. Fuzzy socks he can admit are adorable.

Briefly, the image of his hands wrapped around them as he holds your ankles to your ear flashes in his mind and he has to shake it out just to remember the English language.

"I, uh, well, you know? I'm," he clears his throat, pushing up onto both hands and thighs spreading as this insufferable heat begins throbbing all across his lap, "I'm super pent up. Like. Crazy pent up. I didn't think I'd share a room with Swans', I'm dying without jerking off," your rising brow only prompts more pathetic truths from his mouth, "And I can't find any material other than. Well..." again, his eyes crawl over you without subtlety or remorse. Tongue darting out to slicken his lips, "You."

"Me?" you take one step forward and his hips jump up instinctually.

"You," he confirms, sitting up straighter before slumping forward. Crooking his head up as you approach, and telling himself he allows you to take his cheeks in both hands, "You're so hot you make me wanna vomit. I don't even think it's the isolation, I just... want you."

"Yeah, baby?" it's so condescending, the way you smile down at him and coo, "You wanna fuck me?"

"Uh huh," he spreads out even wider, fingers knotting into your sheets to keep from abruptly grabbing your hips. Silently begging to be touched and praised and kissed.

"What a sweet boy I got, how'd I get lucky enough to get stuck on a haul with you?"

Your wondering goes unanswered long enough for Daisuke to feel permissed to strip those flimsy boy shorts from your legs. Shoving them near your knees before begging,

"Can I put it inside? Just for a little -I need you, please?"

Daisuke spent a countless sum of nights deliriously spiraling into dreamland to thoughts of you riding his cock, but now the reality is sweeter than every built imagination.

His head is practically molten against his shoulder blades and his lungs are expelling air faster than they can recover. Hot thighs slap and stick and peel and you're mewling over him with honeyed lips just wavering above his,

"Is this good, honey? Is it everything you dreamed of?"

He sounds like one of those pin-up blonde girls in porn, fucking wailing for you. Your name muddied and drug through a series of babbled, "Uhhhhh, fuck, yeah, yes yes yes fuck so good. Never had it like this, fuck fuck, I think I love you."

You staunchly ignore that last bit. Mouth hovering over his and teeth snagging Daisuke's with the prayer to draw blood.

Cock fat enough to stretch you out while his head thump thump thumps deep inside you. Velvet walls hardly accommodating with how tightly they squish around his shaft.

Far thrown out his mind is Captain Curly, now all Daisuke hopes for is to be the sole person on board you've made your sex toy.

"fuck me," he wails, even as you follow that exact command, "Fuck me, baby, God!"

Swollen with pleasure, you grind against every down-thrust as you ride his cock and moan his name just like he wants. One hand buried in his bleach-strained hair and one carving into his thigh for purchase.

"Daisuke, harder, babe- give it to me harder!"

He does his best to compky, as Daisuke always does: eager to prove, eager to be useful. Punches his feet onto your mattress to thrust up into you and slam fully inside your snatch, his balls bruising against your ass.

Again he claims to love you and again you choose to ignore it.

You might love him, you might not.

Daisuke is forever willing, flicking nipples and tongue-kissing and drooling and begging.

Daisuke is the perfect fucking sex toy, you think.

[stxrryskys]

His way of apologizing

n/a: In which, he made you upset and feels really bad:( so he tries to make it up to you! By eating your pussy like a starved man!

a/n: I feel like he would be a MUNCH he is definitely a MUNCH. Thank you, your honor. ENJOY! |

REQUESTS ARE OPEN BTW..... SO REQUEST PLEASe

C/w: oral (f receiving), dirty talk, soft Dom Daisuke, kinda mean reader in beginning, fingering, AFAB reader, use of the word panties.. Ik I'm sorry. lmk if I forgot anything!

Not proofread

"C'mon dude! Why won't you just forgive me!" Your desperate bf pleaded, he was practically on his knees, you both were sitting in the lounge on the couch, the screen with the bright ass sun in your face wasn't helping with your frustration, neither was your boyfriend.

"First of all, I'm not your "dude" and second of all, quit apologizing becuz you don't even know what you did! " you couldn't help but raise your voice, you were angry, I mean, how could he? You were embarrassed, ashamed, and overall pissed!

So what did Daisuke do exactly. Well, poor baby got so excited when you guys first had sex he had to tell someone, he wanted to tell curly but he was always busy, Jimmy? No.... What about Anya! Hmm.. No.. That'd be awkward since she wasn't a guy- Swansea! Sooo.. He told Swansea, he told him about how amazing you felt and he even showed off the scratches you left on his back, he was so proud of himself and Swansea gave him a big pat on the back.. But jimmy overheard... Then he told curly.... Then curly blurted it out to Anya during a conversation sooo everyone knows.. What if they think you're a whore...Anyways! You were all in the mess hall, eating dinner when jimmy brought it up.

"You guys sure are two active bunnies, huh? " he said as he he took a bite of his soup

"Huh? What does that mean? " you asked so innocently, I mean, you really didn't have any idea what he was talking about

"I think he means the fact that you guys fuck alot. " Swansea then said.

what.

Oh my god oh my god- his fucking quarter walls were made out of steel so no fucking way someone could've heard them- daisuke had to have told them!

"Oh. And why are we bringing up our... Private habits? "

"Well Daisuke told everyone.. " Anya said quietly

What.

How could he? He knew that you wanted to keep your bedroom life private and he went against that and you were furious.

"Oh." Was all you said, everyone went on about their day like they hadn't just humiliated you, Daisuke didn't see anything wrong with it, goddamn ray of sunshine doesn't even see what he did wrong

Which brings us back to here. You sitting on the couch and him right next to you, his hands clasped together as he pleaded with you

"Look! I'm sorry for whatever I did! I just don't want you to be mad at me, love! "

"Well I'm mad! "

"But why? "

"You told everyone about our sex life! They fucking humiliated me at dinner tonight! And you didn't even do anything! You know I hate being put on blast and being put in the spot yet you said nothing! So pardon me if I'm upset! "

You crossed your arms as you raised your voice. Oh. That's why you were upset, god did he feel dumb. He just wanted to die, he didn't even realize how much he hurt you...

"Ah.. I-im sorry.. I uh.. I really didn't think you would mind! I should've talked to you about it.. And I'm sorry for not standing up and saying something I rea-

"Forget it, Daisuke! Honestly just fucking forget it! " you got up and speed walked to your quarters, you were so pissed you didn't even wanna hear about it.

Daisuke decided to just leave you alone for now. He felt dumb, he felt so awful, he never meant to make you feel that way, he sat on the couch thinking about ways to make it up to you and.. Bingo! This was perfect! He hopped up off the couch and went to your quarters, he gently knocked on the door, it's not like it was locked but he didn't wanna barge in.

"What do you want? " you said softly, you felt kinda bad for yelling at him

He opened the door and shut it behind him as he walked in. He walked to your bed, and toppled over you, his lips crashing into yours. Your eyes widened

"What the fuck- what the hell are you- " he interrupted you by kissing you again, it's not like you didn't want it you were just caught off guard

"Im *peck* sorry *peck* "

He kissed down your neck and stopped at the collar of your shirt

"Let me make it up to you, please? "

"Make it up to me how- AH! "

You gasped loudly as he basically ripped your pajama pants down and lifted up your legs to get them off of you, he threw them on the floor

"Jesus! What the-

"Hush.. Let me apologize to you.. " he opened your legs and positioned himself, like his whole body between them, his torso hunched over your lower belly as he placed small kisses over your neck

"Okay okay.. Fine.. "

He smiled against your neck, sucking softly on your supple skin, leaving a light pink mark, lifting up his head slightly and smiling at the mark he had left. He then tugged at your shirt and made you lift up your arms so he could take it off.

"You're so beautiful.. I.. God you're so perfect" he said as he stares lovingly into your eyes before dipping his head down to devour your breasts. He nipped at your sensitive nipples which were already hard from the cold air

It felt like an eternity passed while he was leaving light pink marks on your chest, he ran his tongue along your stomach and he moves his body down, his face just above the waistband of your panties, hooking his finger under.

"C-can I? " he looked up at you and you nodded.. "I wanna hear you say it.. Use your words please..? "

"Yeah.. G-go ahead.. " you nodded and be didn't have to be told twice, he tore your favorite panties off but, poor baby was just excited :((

He spread your legs further as he dipped his face between your legs, kitten licking your folds before turning his head to the side to kiss your inner thighs, leaving some marks before diving back into your pussy, immediately going in with his tongue. He flicked his tongue out and lemme tell you.. His tongue is sooooo long like.. Genocider Jill long..

As his tongue flicked out to go inside of you his teeth grazed your clit and you arched your back a little

"A-ah! Teeth- teeth Daisuke! " he didn't listen, more like he didnt hear you but can you blame him? He felt bad and was focused on making you feel better. It was only when he lifted his head up when you tugged on his hair. "Are you okay, love? " he looked up at you.. Your slick dripping down his chin, jeez.. Were you that wet?

"Y-your teeth.. "

"Oh shoot! I'm sorry! " thats all he said before he dipped his head back down, continuing to eat you, he brought his fingers up and pulled his head away for a couple of seconds and almost immediately inserted 2 fingers in you, thumb circling your clit as he pulled his head back in and continued.

The combination of his fingers and his tongue had you close, you grabbed his hair and that was his breaking point, he added a THIRD finger and curled them inside the part of you that needed him most.

"D-dai.. I'm close.. I-im gonna cum.. "

He nodded his head as if telling you to let go, you pulled his hair as you came undone all over his face, you know the walls are soundproof but if they weren't the whole ship would be awake

He pulled away after he lapped up all of your cum and slick, he pulled his fingers out, leaving you feeling empty. He put them up to his mouth and licked them clean before wiping them on his shirt. Then he wrapped his arms around you, his head resting on your lower belly.

.....

"Do you forgive m-

"Shut up, I forgive you.. "

"Yay! Awesome!! "

.....

"I love you"

"I love you too, Daisuke.. "

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS.

. The ending whas kinda rushed..

REQUESTS OPEN 👿

[ghiblinsm]

Objective 1: Make Anya's lock

Mouthwashing x Jimmy's Daughter! Reader

part 1-ish?

word count: 2,526 words and 13,690 characters

"Reality, such a strange thing to me,"

warning: jingle bob, reader is morally grey but not in a pussy curly way, you may end up hating her depending who your favorite character is.

You jerk awake look over to see Curly heaving and groaning in agony, thrashing as much as he can with...well with his situation. His pained sounds are like nails on chalkboard as you walk over to the small pile of pain killers on the table grabbing one and stepping towards Curly.

"Ok Grant, open wide..." The grossest part is having to touch his nasty jaw to open it wide enough for him to take the pills. Popping one in and closing it back up as shiver crawl up your spine from the sound of his swallowing. "eugh.."

You sit down on a spinning chair near Curly and rest your head on your hand, needing to wait for him to stop heaving and thrashing to know if the pain killer worked, again. God... He smells like shit, guess that's what would happen though if one were practically skinned and lost four limbs and couldn't shower.

He finally stops thrashing and his heart rate returns to normal, his staring problem hasn't been fixed though, his singular eye staring intensely at you and your permanent scowl which deepens as he continues to stare. You stand up and kick the chair away while maintaining eye contact with Curly's eye.

"...What? What'd you want?" His staring continues as his mouth breathing seems to be getting louder and more unbearable. "well?! Speak up!"

"The voices in my head,"

You look at him then to the table and back at him, sighing in frustration as your fist clench. It would be dumb to get mad at him for doing the only thing he can do, stare.

"Whatever," you finally turn to leave as his eye follows your movement, "Anya will come by later, have fun till then I guess."

The door closes behind your retreating figure with Curly still looking in your direction.

You walk past Anya and Swansea talking about Curly and Repairs or something, and head to the main area, where Daisuke is sitting down by the big screen that's displaying a sunset into water and playing on the small console you made a while back with only a singular pixelated game that crashes if the smallest thing goes wrong.

You could care less where he is so that doesn't matter right now.

Despite clearly seeing what Daisuke is doing you still ask, "Hey, Daisuke. What-um whatchu up to?.."

"My friends from my dreams,"

"Hey! Yeah, I'm just trying to get passed this level but it keeps crashing..." He looks a bit slump but hopeful as the game crashes again from one of his choices. "But I swear I'm gonna get it this time!-"

"uhuh, thats nice. Hey, when you were with Swansea earlier, did you guys find any extra parts that weren't needed for the ship to function?..." you lean against the wall to try and seem as if you don't care what the answer is but truthfully...you really need a few parts, to create at least one lock.

Daisuke looks at you for a moment, as if contemplating whether to tell you or not. On one hand, Swansea had told him not to give you any extra parts anymore because quote, 'who knows what she's doing with those parts', but on the other hand you haven't done anything weird with scraps yet...

"Nah, we didn't find anything, are you trying to make something?" Maybe if he knows what you're trying to make, then Swansea will let him give stuff to you!

"Nothing, nothing...was just wondering, don't worry about it i'll- i'll figure something out," you head to the door to leave the main area barely muttering a goodbye.

"Bye?..huh" Daisuke watches as you leave then focuses back on the botched console.

"They whisper to me,"

You mindlessly roam through the empty halls, deep in thought but not thinking of anything in particular. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, you hear this agitating, grating voice from this greasy haired, internalized homo bitch.

"And what are you doing?" you sigh out in annoyance at the slight accusatory tone in his voice.

"The devil's on my shoulder.."

You look up at his face, his brows furrowed but his eye's show irritation. "Nothing, Captain." you learned pretty quickly, after he appointed himself Captain, that for him to leave you alone most of the time, just fuel his ego to be better than Grant.

"Have you made what I asked for yet?" Right...his 'need' for a master key to the rooms that can lock.

"No, I haven't gotten to it." And even if you had the materials, his key wouldn't exactly be a priority.

"And why haven't you gotten to it?" Ugh, the piss baby's getting upset.

"I haven't gotten to it because there hasn't been as many free materials for me to use." Before he speaks you continue, "And even if I had the materials, Anya was the first to start bitching to me about something she needs."

That grabs his attention, what would Anya need? Before you can leave, he grabs your shoulder and turns you back around to face him. "What exactly did Anya say she needed?" his eyes with a sort of craze look.

"How the hell should I know? I told her not to bother me until i've got materials, which seem to be nonexistent anymore on this barren ship." Thats a lie, you know exactly what she wants and why, but you hate Jimmy more then you dislike Anya so why would you tell him?

He stares intently into your eyes, like he's trying to detect if you're lying or not. "You better not be lying."

"I'm not, she's only priority because I had her save her spot by trading me a few pills..." God, when is he going to leave you alone.

He finally backs up and walks away, purposefully knocking into your shoulder to make you stumble.

"But I like the way he sings,"

With a small, irritated smirk, you try to find Swansea. Considering the state of the ship, it's hard to believe that they truly haven't found any scraps you can use.

You find Daisuke and Swansea in a storage room, Daisuke halfway inside a vent and Swansea watching from below, holding the ladder and instructing Daisuke on what to do.

"Hey, Swansea?" He barely jerks in surprise but turns his head to look in your direction, still keeping a grip on the ladder Daisuke's on.

"What do you need?" His gruff, slight accented voice sounds tired...whatever anyway.

"Have y'all found any scraps? Anya has a request for me and I don't have any materials." You know Swansea knows that something happened to Anya, just not exactly what happened, so hopefully he'll give you something.

He contemplates for a bit, likely debating the pros and cons if you're lying. There's silence apart from Daisuke yelping from almost shocking himself which snaps Swansea back.

He's sighs and nods to his left, a pile of scraps that they did indeed find. "it's over there."

"Great, thanks.." Daisuke almost slips off the ladder from the tone of your voice, knowing his lost aura points with you and most definitely fumbled from lying earlier.

"Love me endlessly,"

You grab all the scraps, using your uniform jacket as a bag of sorts to carry the metal and frayed wires.

Once you leave the room Daisuke peek down the vent to look down at Swansea and whines. "You made me fumble the huzzzz."

Swansea looks at him with a confused look, "I made you fumbled the, what the fuck?"

Anya was in the medical room watching over Curly when you come walking in with the scrap, a few tools, and the pills she traded you for the lock.

Anya looks up at you from beside Curly with her half lidded, very much tired, eyes. They widen with some kind of hope at the sight of your splayed-out scrap and tools on the only table in the room.

"What kind of lock do you want?" You get some water from the sink to take one of the pills which will hopefully kick in before you start working so you focus better.

"Um, I guess any that can lock from inside the room." Anya's obviously apprehensive, not to blame her, it's not exactly reassuring to have someone on drugs, making a safety lock that supposed to be a secret from the captain whom she is also related to.

She receives a hum from you then turns back to Curly, surprised at the slight rise in his heart beats per minutes. She stands and walks over to the pile of pain killers. "How long has it been since you gave him his medicine?"

You look up from your botched looking layout to Anya, "what time is it now?"

"And when I wake, have my soul to keep,"

She groans and grabs about 2-3 pills and walks back to Curly but hesitates to touch his jaw, quietly gagging. Annoyed at her for taking so long and acting like a baby you get up from where you were sitting and walk over, "I got it, just don't throw up in here."

She rushes out the room with a trashcan, leaving you to once again touch Curly's buck nasty bloody, burnt, bandaged jaw.

After giving him his medicine, and Anya has yet to return, probably yakking her guts out. The drugs start kicking in and well, the thin filter you had sorta slips as you get to making Anya's lock.

"This was your fault, know," Curly's one eye looks over at you as you talk to him, "you were the one to enable him," you turn in the spinning chair to face his direction but not looking up from a stubborn sheet of metal that won't bend correctly.

"I may have known what he did, but Anya didn't tell me, she told you, and you barely believed her until you saw him having a pussy breakdown in the halls." You look up from finally getting the metal into the right shape and see Curly staring at you with a shaky chest.

"You're worse than me." He sees your dilated pupils before you turn your back to him again as Anya enters.

"Desperately, they beg me not to leave,"

"Hey, Anya?" She turns to see you holding a few weird mashed pieces.

"Hm?"

"Where do you this to be placed?" Oh! oh... that- that does not look like it'll keep her sleeping quarters locked...

"Uh, yeah, just over here." She walks you over to her sleeping quarters and opens the door. Turning once you got inside and points to a spot on the door frame. "Can it be placed here?"

"Yeah, I guess," you grab a soldering gun to attach it to the frame, "here's the key," your hand pulls out a small key from your pocket with your other holding the soldering gun. "DON'T LOSE IT, I don't have enough materials to create another one."

"Okay, thank you." There's a hint of gratitude in her tone as she grabs the key and leaves her sleeping quarters.

"The fire in my eyes,"

You easily attach the new lock onto the door and frame and make sure it's not loose or anything, otherwise some people may be able to break in. It's still weird that the sleeping quarters don't have locks but at least you can actually add them now without getting credits docked, considering pony express, dumb name btw, went bankrupt.

You leave her room and see Daisuke trying to act nonchalant and leaning on a wall nearby...he's not subtle in his motives with the way his eyes rapidly glance at you to see if you're looking. looking at the look then back at him you get an idea.

"Hey, Daisuke?" you're surprised at how fast his head turns to you with the most...irritating small smile rather than his usual, goofy, big one. "Can you help me test out this lock?"

He tries to cooly stride over but stumbles over a few dead wires and then just walks over. "Yeah! totally, what do I need to do?"

"Go into Anya's room, lock the new lock on her door, there should be a latch option.., and tell me when so I'll try to barge in. Tell me if the lock loosens or twitches or something." you make sure to explain in the simplest way possible, so Daisuke understands.

"Got it!" He enters the Anya's room and you hear a fumble of a switch, another sound of a switch, the jingle of the lock, and then the latch.

"is burning at my feet,"

A heavy sigh leaves from you as he probably thought something else was the lock, something turned on, so he turned it off, looked at the keyhole of the lock then finally saw the latch. "Ready!"

You back up a bit then throw yourself into the door, repeating a few times till getting an answer from Daisuke, a very scared Daisuke who genuinely felt a tad afraid from the aggressiveness of the shoves into the door, like you actually were trying to break it down instead of checking the lock.

He comes out a bit shaken but acts really tough, "Didn't even move an inch," he seems a bit proud until...

"You or the lock?" you snicker at his faux offended look on his face.

"For your information, the lock did infact stay put and so did I." He crosses his arms proudly but melts when he hears your words.

"Mhm, you were a very brave baby." you said it jokingly, obviously, so he quickly regains his composure once he realized.

"miles away from his life,"

You bend down to grab your tools as Daisuke seems to want to ask you something but is hesitant to. "He-Hey? do you want to come to my-"

Here comes the father-in-law, the fun crusher, the erratic homo, Jimmy. "What's going on here?"

Daisuke stifles a snicker at the sight of you rolling your eyes as you turn towards Jimmy's direction. "Nothing, I was talking with Daisuke about dumb stuff."

Seems like he grew something down there since he starts demanding shit you definitely ain't gonna follow. "Listen, I am the captain now and my key should be made first, it should be top priority!-"

Shaking your head you cut him off, "Yeah, yeah, you're right, once I get the materials, I'll get started on your key right away." a big fat lie since you definitely won't be working on it anytime soon, it'd be a waste of time and a waste of material. It's better to just put it off and say stuff to make him happy.

"without his love i'm not alright,"

"You better.." wow. . . so ominous and scary better get to work on that key card right away!

"Don't worry your pretty lil head, okay Jimmy? I've got it, you just go do your important little captain things, okay?" you gently start pushing him back towards the cockpit till he eventually grumbles and walks away.

You turn towards Daisuke, "Get a load of this guy." pointing your thumb back at Jimmy's retreating figure. Daisuke bursts into laughter(calm down it ain't that funny) and you two head to the main area.

Objective completed:

Anya will remember your generosity.

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Curly's relationship with you:❤️❤️

Becoming strained as your rambles become more personal and targeted.

Anya's relationship with you:💜💜💜

She trusts you enough and doesnt hate you but can't help but feel uneasy around because of yimpy.

Swansea's relationship with you:🧡🧡🧡

Doesn't hate you but because of your relationship to Jimmy he doesn't always trust you to give you scraps.

Daisukes relationship with you:💛💛💛💛

He's glad to have someone near his age to talk to and hang with that knows what references he makes, his heart beat raises when you two talk.

Jimmy's relationship with you:💙

Very strained from y'all's relationship, he didn't exactly raise you, was only obligated to give you shelter when your mom died, but when you were 18 you moved away and y'all only met again 2 years ago when his was 'introduced' to you from Curly before a shipment trip.

A/N: i feel like daisuke is the most out of character, oof.. but yay! first mouthwashing fic!

[oneslimybastard]

mouthwashing spoilers ig bewaaare it's so fascinating just How Much people hate Jimmy Mouthwashing, despite that when it comes to Evil Deeds he actually lags behind a lot of other horror characters.

He's not a serial killer. He's not even really a killer (the only person he hands-on murders is Swansea in implied self defense). He's bitter, entitled, emotionally immature, impulsive, misogynistic, a rapist and enabled by Terminal Nice Guy Curly. Aka, a guy you've worked with, or a pissy uncle that keeps getting invited to christmas out of enforced politeness, your boyfriend's friend who keeps making you uncomfortable and you keep being told that he's a "good guy" deep down. A scumbag of which there are a dime a dozen of.

Any readings that he was a machivallian evil mastermind to me feels like huffing cope. Because the entire game is just Jimmy fuckign, floudering, as his actions suddenly have a lot of consequences that he wasn't emotionally equipped for. He thinks he can fix things, and that it's not really his fault, sure he assaulted Anya but she wasn't supposed to get pregnant from it, sure he crashed the ship in a temper tantrum but he didn't think Curly would get meatified from it. He sends Daisuke into the hutch because he's too much of a coward to do it himself, but he wasn't supposed to get injured from it. Yeah he's treated Anya like shit but she wasn't supposed to kill herself. Swansea comes after him with an axe — that wasn't supposed to happen either. And at the very end, Jimmy martyrs himself to "save" Curly (how saved he gets from being turned into a cryofrozen treat is debatable but I like to think it does ensure his survival, for the themes), so he can have some fucking solace that he managed to set things right before he kills himself — when in actuality all he did was ensure that he will run from taking responsibility for the rest of time.

After all, no one can hold you accountable if you're dead.

Jimmy isn't evil, you the player would be much more comfortable with his character if he WAS evil. He's just pathetic, making excuses, and emotionally lashing out, lashing out over the trauma he inflicted on someone else having consequences for him he sees no obvious escape from for once. Curly can't nepo him outa this one, lads. And all it takes is a few button presses to doom the entire ship.

Then he doesn't even have the guts to own it. He doesn't have the guts to own what a shitty person he is, called out directly in-text by Swansea who like we stan Swansea but I would not be surprised if his list of crimes (minus ship-crashing) looked exactly like Jimmy's, sexual assault included.

And that's the whole point of Mouthwashing innit. The worst guys you know will be some dick who refuses to own up to his own scumbaggery because he can't stand to look himself in the mirror if he does, and the people who cover for him. Evil doesn't exist (the contexts for where I think it does is a different and politically loaded conversation), usually it's just Some Fucking Guy who thought he was too good for therapy and magikarp splashed his path of carnage through other people's lives because of it.

Jimmy could have set things right, but that meant grappling with what a shitbag he is and the damage he caused Anya, and for certain people embittered by their own mediocrity, Armageddon is just the much more glamorous option.

And when he's forced to pick up the pieces and take responsibility, he breaks. Despite how much we hate it, it's very easy in this world to become a Jimmy, to fuck up and hurt people and then just go nuh-uh-nuh-uh until we've convinced ourselves we really did nothing wrong; to brainwash ourselves into thinking running away from accountability is the noble action. Even easier to become a Curly, with a pet Jimmy scrambling around that you can't be fucked to hold accountable because that's like, so messy, and a bother, it's fine, he's just a little grouchy you guys. Yes yes Anya I hear your concerns but like... I dunno, this puts me in a really complicated situation, you understand?

People know this instinctively, and that's why they feel like they have to parade Jimmy around like the Worst Guy Ever, to wash their hands of him, since that's more soothing than thinking about how much of a Boring Regular Guy he actually is. A Boring Regular Guy you've got in your life right now who kind of puts you off but nobody is actively dealing with. You included.

That's probably a large part of why this game haunts people, and why Jimmy just gets under their skin so bad to call him like the most irredeemable guy ever. In a genre he shares with like the Mad Father himself and Sachiko the torture ghost from Corpse Party, or the lady from the Amnesia DLC, etc. etc. (Astarion BG3 is also Objectively a shittier guy than Jimmy Mouthwashing, which isn't a fair comparison because different genres with different stakes, but it is a funny one.)

also he's in yaoi with curly soooooorry it's in the text as he cradles that meated up bod and stares straight into curly's bulging eyeball and forcefeeds him pills. and then his own leg. his love language is just complicated ok dont judge.

[sunflower1experiment]

Sad Mouthwashing thing but I just want folks to understand

I like Swansea and Curly but I also dislike them

One is for not supporting Anya, she really was alone.

Physically, emotionally and spiritually

I say those because Curly never helped her out when she needed him in terms of emotions and physical health. He says he’d do anything, and complicity stands by.

Swansea, also did nothing, for all three. While he couldn’t really in terms of physical but he could’ve helped Anya out.

Anya had to face her abuser twice and it causes her to get her patient harmed. Swansea literally talks crap about her and once she tells him he just doesn’t do much besides mention her after she dies.

Then when his speech came in, he never mentions her. He only cares for Daisuke, because his main focus was and is Daisuke.

It really shows how this game calls out Patriarchy behavior, Capitalism and how taking responsibility goes in many different ways. While Swansea probably does blame himself for failing Anya and Daisuke, we gotta understand that Curly also blames himself too.

They blame themselves

Jimmy doesn’t and tries to remain blameless.

Every character has their flaws but the only flaws Anya and Daisuke have is one, Daisuke keeps trying to impress everyone and be of use. A flaw that isn’t even bad it just benefits Jimmy, Anya’s only flaw was letting Jimmy make contact with Curly while he was incapacitated….which is understandable when you realize she is five months pregnant. And going through a lot. And it reminds her of what Jimmy did, which crazy enough makes Jimmy mad because he knows it reminds her of what he did.

He just tries to twist it into her being sentimental. Which makes no sense, you know she’s pregnant but deluded yourself into never seeing the bump. That or she miscarried and was slowly dying and decided to finish the job from depression and not wanting to die in such ways.

We don’t know, but we know somethings.

All three, Swansea, Jimmy and Curly: they held a higher ranking than Daisuke and Anya and practically failed to use their rankings properly/respectively.

I get it though, one was drinking himself to death, doesn’t justify it, one was friends with an abuser, doesn’t justify it. And the abuser literally is given many chances multiple times to change, Curly giving him the job, he ruined that chance, Anya telling him she got pregnant cuz of him. He had a chance to do better and turn himself in, he failed. And wanted to kill Anya, but instead decides to kill everyone after Curly gave him yet another chance!

Swansea doesn’t even give him a chance. Instead he calls him out, during his speech. And Jimmy once again with yet another chance even if it wasn’t given to him, fails.

He had so many chances while Curly and Swansea only had two chances to do better. Just a crazy thought I had

[valentinaitsuki]

Stuck in Eternity Curly x Fem!Reader Smut.

Note: This was a shit post/satire idea my friends and I came up with randomly while playing VR Chat together. <3

TW: Smut, mentions of genitalia, mentions of fluids, brain-rot phrases, dumb nicknames, readers name is PenisMaster420.

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Curly, the strong standing captain of the Tulpar. His blonde hair slightly resting over his face with any task he did, his strong hands flexing as he worked around the ship. Lucky for you he is your boyfriend, and he cherishes you greatly. He was so gentle, so loving, and he loved you unconditionally. However, because of being on the Tulpar, you had no time to ever be intimate with each other. Daisuke and Jimmy slept next to the lounge, and there was the risk of being heard in the sleeping quarters. Medbay was also not an option because Anya was active there, so there really was no way to be intimate with your beautiful boyfriend.

Until.. Curly had an idea. The only place he could fuck your brains out. the Cryopod. Surely nothing bad would happen.. Right? You were helping out Anya in the kitchen, making some food. That's when Captain Curly came in. "PenisMaster420.. Can I talk to you, alone?" He whispered in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "S-Sure.." you were able to stutter out. Anya looked a bit concerned, were you in trouble? What could you have possibly done to be requested by the captain?

Curly wrapped his arm around your waist as he walked into the hall, starting to head down with you. "What did you want to talk about?" You ask Curly. "..Well, I've been taking into account that we don't really have anywhere we could be intimate, and you're driving me absolutely crazy. So I had the idea of where we could do it without getting caught." He said softly to you as you walked. "And where would that be?' you asked sweetly as you looked up at him. Admiring his handsome face, his structured jaw, his blonde stubble, his beautiful blue eyes.. "I'm glad you asked PenisMaster420.. I decided where we can have intercourse.." he whispered softly "The Cryopod.." He whispered right into your inner ear, his warm breath sending another shiver down your body. 

Your cheeks flushed with a pinkish red. You bit your bottom lip as you nodded. He chuckled as you made it to the room with the Cryopods. Only one available. "Are you sure this is safe?" You asked, needing reassurance. "Yes.. It'll be just fine love. It won't turn on. It's just us." He said reassuringly and lovingly as he kissed your forehead. You nodded, Curly opened the door and let you in first. He followed after, closing the pod door behind him. The closeness of you both was making you flustered. His arm resting on the back of the pod, his other hand going to grab your chin. "I'm going to have a lot of fun with you." He said with a smirk and sultry chuckle.

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Curly's arms were wrapped under your thighs, your legs up and wrapped around his waist as he pounded his long cock inside of you. Your back pressed to the back of the cryopod. "Fuck PenisMaster420.. Feel good around me.. Takin' me so good.." He groaned into your ear as he pounded into you. The Cryopod window fogging up with your combined breaths and pants. "K-Keep going daddy..! Faster--! Please..!" You moaned out to him, your lips falling open in desperation. He chuckled. "As you wish baby cakes.." He said into your neck as he smiled into your warm skin. He started to bite down and suck on your skin. His hips snapping faster against yours in an unrelenting pace, your body moving up and down the wall with each thrust from Curly. "Shit PenisMaster420.. Tightening so much around me.. So fuckin' good.." He growled into your neck. Your lips fell open again.. “I'm gonna cummm.." You whined and cried. "Not yet baby cakes, I wan' a come at the same time.." He said in a sultry and raspy tone.

As you and Curly were still in the Cryopod, about to reach both of your climaxes.. Swansea was heading down to check on the Cryopods, and the status of the only available Cryopod he was saving for Daisuke. Making sure nobody saw him, he headed down. There it was, the same Cryopod standing "Vacant," in the same place. The door still closed. He noticed the window was slightly fogged up, but he didn't pay much mind to it as he was still slightly drunk off Mouthwash. Just then, he tripped on a metal plate on the floor, falling onto the Cryopod, the pod starting to activate. "Whoopsie Daisies!" He said out loud.

You and Curly heard the sound of activation, and the slight change in temperature. "Shit-" Curly said quickly. "Curly-!?" You asked quickly. The Cryopod started to freeze over you both, you wet juices freezing around your genitalia. Unable to pull out, Curly's orgasm came. Which triggered yours, both of your cum freezing as you both now couldn't move your centers. "At least I got to hit it before freezing." He chuckled softly, you frowned. "But I didn't even get to Hawk Tuah on it.." 

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[sagesbard]

Mouthwashing marching band AU cuz I miss marching season from hs 😞😞

This is entirely self indulgent. But I felt like posting something to hold y'all over while I work on my next one shot. I left links for the stand tunes under their head canons :) I highly recommend listening to them <3

Daisuke 🌺

Either tenor saxophone or alto saxophone.

Doubled on trombone.

Can't march for the life of him but he likes the stand tunes so he stays :)

He cries every year at band camp.

He probably bought flavored reeds for shits and giggles but he ran out of regular reeds one time so he was stuck playing with a Baja blast flavored reed.

His favorite stand tune is either pretty fly for a white guy or SOS

100% is one of the loudest screamers for stand tunes.

By the time break rolls around for band he inhales his food so he doesn't have to share it.

Always pre orders because he forgot once and wasn't able to eat at all until he got home from the game.

Laughed every time someone said dinkles.

Probably learned megalovania or careless whisper for shits and giggles.

SOS

Pretty fly for a white guy:

Curly 🎉

Drumline more specifically snare, I can't explain it but I just get percussion vibes from him.

Section leader but was probably one of the fun ones.

He broke his drums one time and had to sit out while the director tried to fix it.

His favorite stand tune is either do watcha wanna or cold hearted.

Probably learned the ⬛🟧 thing and managed to sneak it into a performance or two.

Did jazz band because he had an extra elective spot.

He absolutely HATED the marching uniforms.

One of the kids that screamed "get sweaty" and "get swole" during band camp exercising.

Do watcha wanna:

Cold hearted:

Anya 🌟

Flute and clarinet.

She chose them because she thought they were pretty.

She also wanted a bigger locker.

She prefers concert season to marching just because the songs are slower and more calm.

Second loudest screamer in the stands.

Her favorite stand tune is Mortal Kombat or land of 1000 dances.

One of the better marchers in the band.

Likes the design of the marching uniforms.

Mortal Kombat:

Land of 1000 dances:

Swansea 🪓

He was probably the director.

Overworked and underpaid.

He would probably yell a lot but in a loving way.

"its doo DAH not doo DIT"

Absolutely HATED when people were out of tune and did nothing about it.

Favorite stand tune was either hey baby or sweet Caroline.

Hey baby :

Sweet Caroline:

Jimthew 😒

Played trumpet or baritone.

One of the assholes that took it up the octave but cracked every time.

He stole everyone's fruit during fruit break.

Actually one of the best backwards marchers, only beat out by Anya.

Absolutely DESPISES the metronome during practice. He thinks he's above it.

Did jazz along with Curly.

His gloves kept getting holes in them because he'd use his mouth to take them off.

Favorite stand tune is either talking out the side of your neck or all of the lights.

Talking out the side of your neck:

All of the lights:

[mimi-fy]

Why j*mmy did it

18+ (tw r*pe)

There is many reasons why jimmy r*ped Anya and ill be going over some missed or overlooked information in the story so here are the most plausible causes that led up to jimmy snapping and doing such a horrible thing (an im not justifying what he does im just trying to look into jimmys mind and see what caused this as the game didn’t give us a clear reason)

He was jealous of her, this is the most common and logical cause of why jimmy did such a thing. The crew sees jimmy as a black sheep, he just stands out, you have curly the captain, anya the nurse, daisuke the young joyful intern, and you have the mature swansea the parental figure. And jimmy is the odd one, just a replacement and half of what curly is. Jimmy doesn’t have any deep conversations with anyone that stand out, and doesn’t like to interact with others hes seen as antisocial. The interaction that stuck with me was when daisuke is blackout drunk, jimmy is worried. He sees this young boy who was so loud sweet and childish, made into a drunkard. This means jimmy could’ve seen himself, so when daisuke rants his ear off about his life, jimmy doesn’t say anything and takes away the alcohol from him. This means daisuke and jimmy could have something in common. That they were slackers when they were younger, didn’t know what to do in life, and weren’t good at anything, they screw ups. Jimmy felt bad for him and related to him, explaining why daisuke got much more guilt out of jimmy, more than others. Daisuke drank alcohol, because he saw his parental figure at the time swansea do it. In jimmy analysis it’s most likely that jimmy was in an abusive and non-loving home he most probably saw his parents having addiction problems and took alcohol too. So how does this relate to Anya? Anya is a young optimistic woman, she’s overly kind and she knows what she wants too be, her parents dont support her but she is still an honest woman. She isn’t a coward like jimmy and she wants to be a nurse, even if she failed eight times to get into medical school, she still tries, be cause she knows what she wants and isn’t confused. Unlike jimmy who is a coward and gives up easily. She’s close with everyone, while jimmy isn’t, hes only close to curly who is like a puppet to him. Jimmy always saw Anya as his mistake, where Anya fixed it where he fucked up. She always fixed it (ex curly). He saw in Anya what he could’ve been, but he fucked it all up too the point where he couldn’t fix it. He continued to see Anya as a mistake even after he r*ped her, he saw Anya as her tarnishing his role, then saw the baby in her and then overlooked her, he always saw his mistakes in Anya. And he hated it, so he wanted to take her purity away and make her cruel, just like him. So he wasnt the coward, so he couldn’t be jealous of nothing. So that she cant stand against him as she’s inferior, and hes on the podium.

He wanted to sabotage curlys position, this is also another jealous thought, but it’s more targeted to curly and not as logical. He is jealous of curly and how that he gets put on this podium instead of jimmy, as jimmy has worked equally as hard as curly has. But hes still mid-way through the ladder while curly is at the top, everyone loves curly too, and hes the weird one. Jimmy is the one weighing him down, curly stays with jimmy only because hes forced too. But now that the person he is freeloading off is going to better places and he no longer has an escape. Jimmy has to take responsibility. Something he never does or has done before. It’s curly who is always taking responsibility, even jimmys responsibilities. Jimmy doesnt see curly, he finds it hard to differentiate between curly and the ship (explaining the valve scene) so if jimmy causes something on the ship, the ship will go down with its captain. If jimmy causes something horrible on that ship, itll cause curlys reputation to become ruined along with the ship. If jimmy r*pes Anya, curly will be assumed to have to have something with it. Tarnishing his reputation and making curly unable to clean the dirt off his boots, that hell always be stuck with them, haunting curly for life. So even if jimmy was held accountable to his crimes of r*pe, it would’ve been under curlys eyes, under curlys watch. So that curly could never be a captain again, exactly what jimmy wanted. If Jimmy couldn’t be captain, curly cant either. So curly and jimmy not wanting to take responsibility, curly leaves jimmy incharge to take care of it, not knowing what jimmy had in store. Jimmy crashed the ship blamed it on curly, became captain. Exactly what jimmy wanted. Where curly couldn’t stop him, and curly was unable to be captain, and where jimmy was control of everyone and everything, and that he wasnt the odd one, curly is, he crashed the ship not jimmy.

[verdantwyrm]

What do you think about this take who pops up on my dashboard https://www.tumblr.com/thinkingofausername/769292723644661760/i-seriously-need-the-mouthwashing-fandom-to-get?source=share

Honestly, they're right!

There was truly, absolutely nothing that Curly could have done that wouldn't have resulted in either direct consequences or collective punishment. All of Curly's thoughts, behaviour and his actions were as carefully thought out as he possibly could in the short 24 hours or so that he was made aware of Anya's pregnancy and Jimmy's involvement.

You need to remember that he had a whole crew to think of, Curly is not judgement, nor is he the executioner. His hands were absolutely tied and for one reason only: Because Pony Express does, did, and will not care.

They do not give a fuck. Plain and simple, and for all we know, Anya could have attempted to report Jimmy multiple different times now but because of how Pony Express generally treats its employees, what with the lack of medical equipment, such a short supply of food, the lack of locks, absolutely no back up for Daisuke or anything in place for him, a complete and utter total disregard for health snd safety, disciplinary action if you sleep in for too long and only allowing them barely 5 hours of rest, personal credits being docked for medical expenses, collective punishment for reporting to HR and to top it off, late fees taken directly out of their pay.

Pony Express has it explicitly like this so you cannot do anything. So people like Jimmy that manipulate the vulnerable can prey upon his co-workers and get away with it.

The ship needs two pilots, and Curly can barely bring himself to stand up against Jimmy do you really think he's going to beat him up or kill him? Half of the shit that Curly gets for his "inaction" should be directed towards Swansea, because even after admitting that its the end of the line, that theres nothing to be done, he does Nothing.

And when he eventually does something, he even fails to kill Jimmy. Somehow... ┐(´ー｀)┌

The situation on the Tulpar is not as straightforward as people would like, I understand its extremely cathartic to think of a situation where Jimmy gets what he deserves but it isn't realistic, and thats what this game is trying to say. Abusive corporations, exhausting capitalism, this environment breeds Abusers like Jimmy, and victims like Anya and Curly. There was nothing that could be done. Pony Express is what doomed them all, they're the catalyst.

Just like op said.

At some point you have to understand and accept the fact that certain scenarios are simply just cathartic fantasies which simply couldn't have happened. They were all doomed, right from the start. It wasn't just Jimmy's actions (Although it significantly influenced the outcome), and it sure as hell wasn't Curly's inaction. It was Pony Express.

[average-hyperfixator]

I've been having a goddamn conniption over this post (user cropped out bc I do not like starting discourse or inadvertently getting people harassed. if you find the og post do NOT harass them. This post is just my response to this take on this fictional character. I'm likely going to get heated because this game is a hyperfixation of mine, so I feel some stronger emotions about it. Any anger I have is pointed at the opinion and not the person. okay moving on.)

This take somehow manages to miss almost every major story beat of Curly's character and SOMEHOW takes his depression and turns it into a belief system. Like. I don't even know how this conclusion was reached???

Curly is not fatalist he's literally depressed and feels trapped in his life. yk. like. like how depressed people often feel. He's reached the top rung of the ladder in the corporation he's in and realizes he may have picked the wrong career altogether, and feels trapped because of it; that's not believing in fate. Nowhere in the game does it even IMPLY that Curly is fatalist.

here I have compiled screenshots that in fact prove the opposite

you see, if he thought the future was predetermined; why on earth would he talk about changing it? About doing something different, taking a leap? Why would he ponder trying to make a better life for himself if he thought there was no other way things could be?

like I hope we're looking at the same fatalism definition

Honestly, the only argument I even need to refute the point "Curly uses fatalism to avoid responsibility" is the fact he went into the cockpit before the crash. If he truly was resigned to fate, he would've continued to stand frozen outside, and wouldn't have done ANYthing. But he tries to change the outcome. He runs in there, and tries to save his crew. He (at least tries to) takes RESPONSIBILITY for JIMMY'S actions and his OWN INACTION in that moment.

Also. "Curly knows he's doing wrong" What? His worst crime is being too nice. His fatal error is trusting in Jimmy too much, NOT thinking he does no wrong. I don't even know how to disprove that because it's so fucking off character that there is nothing I could even show. yk I'm abt 90% this rant would make more sense if you just. Talked about Jimmy being a fatalist. Because he's literally the guy who thinks he does no wrong, and thinks he fixed everything, and that all the harm that happened was "out of his control, and had to happen, there was no other way!!" I still feel like it's a stretch even for his character but it makes more sense than using CURLY?? Curly is fucking depressed, not fatalist, and certainly not the main antagonist??? That's something I'm not even gonna touch on in-depth because that opinion is beyond the realm of saving. The antagonists of the game are explicitly the company Pony Express and Jimmy. The morally grey characters who could have acted more but didn't (mostly) are Curly and Swansea.

Curly still does shit wrong, yeah, but not because he believes his actions don't matter. Most of his inaction comes from his complex friendship with Jimmy and the looming threat of the company, not a belief system.

I don't even know how to TLDR this. Just. Curly is not the bad guy for being depressed and feeling trapped.

if anyone wants to reblog/comment to add onto this with stuff I might've missed go ahead I definitely left out stuff. This was made in a kind of angry headspace, I am so sorry for the swearing I'm not usually an angry person. Again my anger is towards the opinions not the creator of them. Again again, if you find op (doubtful) do NOTTTTT harass them for the love of everything. Debate and discussion are always open ofc, and if I get into a debate with someone I will not be as upset as I am here because that will not be productive at all lmao. Sorry if I seem super angry or bitchy here augh I just really like Mouthwashing and Curly and felt like this did him SUCH a disservice. Okay rant officially over.

[coconutcows]

“Anya told Swansea and he did NOTHING!!1!1!!!”

Has it occured to you that Anya and Swansea had a conversation of which we did not see 99% of??? That the only bit we actually heard is Anya saying “No, I understand that’s how it has to be…” which could refer to any number of things??? And that it’s implied she’s feeling some relief after this conversation as Jimmy points out she’s been crying and she barely seems to have noticed, coupled with the fact she says quite easily that she’s fine to give Curly his meds, it just slipped her mind.

Swansea may have offered to do something and Anya said no, or he may have told her to let him know if she’s uncomfortable or changes her mind or Jimmy tries something again or whatever but We. Don’t. Know.

I just get tired of seeing people act like Swansea didn’t care about Anya at all. No, he isn’t the sweet cuddly father figure he’s sometimes made out to be, but being a grumpy ass old man doesn’t keep him from being caring. He bitches about his kids but the devs say he goes to their apartments to fix things and check on them. Different people care in different ways.

There’s plenty of moments that imply her and Swansea have a half decent relationship. He’s the one she talked to post crash. Her and Swansea stand and sit together at the birthday and I believe if you talk to them she teases about how he likes the terrible cake. When he argues against opening the cargo hold she has no problem speaking back to him. Personally I think she freaks out so bad when he starts drinking the mouthwash because of his sobriety history, which she probably cares about.

“He didn’t help open the medical door” they never mentioned Anya or any risk. What Jimmy and Daisuke said 100% came across as just trying to get into Utility.

“He didn’t try to help Anya when they got in!” There was one person who was clearly unresponsive and one person who was in a critical condition. Basic first aid is to help the person who has a better chance at survival.

“He never mentioned Anya in his speech to Jimmy, only saving Daisuke!” In his speech to Daisuke he says ‘stick the kid with a bunch of sadsack adults’ clearly referring to all the Tulpar Crew. Yeah maybe he just meant surviving the crash, but maybe Swansea also meant saving him from wasting his potential in a dead end job had everything not gone to shit. It was too late for him to do anything for Anya in every way. Jimmy had attacked her months before, doing something after the fact wouldn’t help with what’d been done. They got into medical too late when she’d overdosed. And potential wise he probably did see her as a smart kid who applied and failed to get into medical school year after year, haul after haul, and watched her fall into her dead end job as a nurse on a long haul space freighter.

I think he did care about Anya. But we’ll never know because he wasn’t a direct enough part of her story.

[actorindisguise]

Our worst moments don’t make us monsters

A mouthwashing reborn fic

Summary: The world felt numb after months of suffering. She couldn’t tell if it was from the anxiety she was feeling or from the concerning amount of painkillers that she took, but either way, it was better than feeling that project of a monster kicking inside her womb, making her weep inside her room every night.

CW: NSFW, MDNI!!!! SOOOOO MUCH ANGST; 4K words

TW: SA; noncon, suicidal thoughts; suicide attempt; alcohol abuse; alcoholism; p in v sex; hurt/no comfort.

AN: I think this is all, guys. Please tell me in the comments if I’ve forgotten anything!

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE!!

YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE CONTENT YOU CONSUME.

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The world felt numb after months of suffering. She couldn’t tell if it was from the anxiety she was feeling or from the concerning amount of painkillers that she took, but either way, it was better than feeling that project of a monster kicking inside her womb, making her weep inside her room every night.

Anya would finally get the peace she has always wanted. Nothing could bother her now.

The need to sleep was everything she could focus on, and just like that, Anya drifted off to a world where only the dead knew.

“You want me to give him the painkillers again?” Jimmy’s voice echoed, anger tinted in every word.

What? No. This can’t be. This isn’t possible.

When Anya finally opens her eyes, there he is, standing in front of her while pinching the bridge of his nose.

“You’re the fucking nurse of the ship. Why can’t you do anything right?” It was like a punch in the gut. She couldn’t think, the only thing on her mind being how the hell am I alive.

“Sorry, I-” she stops herself before finishing, saying something completely different from what she was going to say in the first place. “You know I hate the sound of him swallowing, Jimmy. It makes me sick to my stomach, but I can give it to him, don’t worry-” the sound of an annoyed groan stops her.

He’s mad. She needs to leave.

“I’ll give him the fucking pills, but just so you know, you have grown useless since… Since that,” he points aggressively at Curly on the medical bed, making Anya flinch more of instinct than fear, “happened to Curly.”

The tears welling in her eyes weren’t from just fear, no. They were more from confusion than anything else, as to why she was back in this situation with Jimmy and not rotting by the side of Curly’s bed.

This has happened before. She knows it has.

She reluctantly handed the bottle of painkillers to Jimmy and left the room, not knowing what to do next. Everything felt familiar. Strange, even, like a deja vu but with much more details and accuracy.

She can hear Swansea talking to Daisuke. He doesn’t seem drunk. No, he seems… Sober. Annoyed at something Daisuke did. Anya follows the source of the noise and finds Daisuke with a… pack of sweetener?

No. This is too confusing.

Somehow, a smile makes its way to her lips. Simpler times. Swansea spots her standing on the doorway and waves at her, nodding curtly in her direction. Daisuke turns around and beams at Anya, waving both of his hands at her while saying something she can’t quite understand. Something about Swansea being too much of an old man, probably.

The deep breath she takes comes out a bit shaky, but neither man seems to notice.

It’s better to keep it this way.

She walks towards them with new-found vigour, ignoring the strange feeling inside her and sitting by Swansea, offering him a small, tired smile before listening to the conversation they were having.

As the hypothetical night falls, Anya finds herself unable to ignore the weird feeling for much longer. She wanted to think about it, but somewhere private.

Her room was not a place she could be since the incident, but mostly because she couldn’t lock her door. All she could think was I would do anything for a lock, and that’s when she remembers: there’s a lock in the medbay. She could even talk to Curly, if she’d like.

He wouldn’t tell anyone about what’s happening.

Anya excuses herself and stands up quickly, feeling dizzy for a few seconds. The feeling is ignored as she keeps walking, her only thought being I need to talk to Curly.

The walk is short, but it feels long with the rapid thrumming of Anya’s heart in her chest, her once calm breathing now ragged, almost reduced to a pant as she finally reaches the medbay.

The door opens for her, making it easier for her to enter the room and finally lock herself inside, sitting on the floor by Curly’s bed and pulling her knees to her chest, searching for comfort in the position she has spent many nights in.

Anya couldn’t tell what was going on. Everything was so confusing, nothing was making any sense at all. She got lost in her own thoughts for a while, before getting pulled out of them by a familiar, pained grunt.

Curly.

She could feel his eyes lingering on her face, but she couldn’t understand why.

Does he even care? He cared more about Jimmy than her all those months ago.

“Why are you staring at me…?” Curly’s eyes held some weight to them, maybe guilt, worry, even. But she couldn’t stop the tears rolling down her cheeks when she heard a very harsh cough. Curly was in pain, and it was all her fault.

“This all has happened before, Curly. I’m confused,” she sobs and sniffles the words as if they pain her, and if Curly could, he would frown at her and ask her what’s wrong. But he can’t, because he has grown useless inside this ship. The well known captain, now a vegetable on a medical bed, unable to talk, eat, sleep or drink on his own. All because of her.

“I thought I would finally have what I wanted, but I’m back here!” Anya all but cries at Curly, trying to hug her knees as her eyes grow puffy and sore, when a confused hum makes her look to her side. Curly is staring at her, as if waiting for her to elaborate.

Even like this, he does what he can for his crew.

The rest of Anya’s night is spent crying by Curly’s side, muffling every single noise she makes because she’s afraid Jimmy will do it again. Afraid that he’ll come inside at any moment, threatening to hurt her even more if she dares to tell a soul about what happened. About all the sick things he has done to her, the uncomfortable positions he has put her just so he could pull at her hair and take everything he wanted, not letting anything go to waste.

The way she’s sitting brought her comfort once, but now, with her belly slightly bigger, she finds herself unable to fully hug her knees, remembering there’s a human being growing inside of her against her own will, resulting in even more tears and sobs coming out of her mouth.

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When she wakes up, it’s because of the loud banging on the door, startling her out of her sleepy state.

“Anya, are you okay in there? Do you need help?” She hears Swansea’s voice and takes a deep breath in, not even realizing that she had stopped breathing. “I’m alright!” The answer is meek, shy, even.

She rubs her eyes and stands up, washing her face on the sink by the medicine cabinet and unlocks the door, greeting a very worried looking Swansea.

“Captain Jimmy told me to get you. He said we’re discussing something important.” He says as he shrugs his shoulders, “I hope it’s about the payment.” He chuckles and crosses his arms, walking towards the lounge, where she could already hear two voices.

“Maybe there’s something huge down there,” just by the excitement she could tell it was Daisuke who was talking, “better! Maybe it’s spare parts, so me and Swasea can repair the ship! We’ll be out of here in no time!”

Swansea huffs and rolls his eyes, “I can repair the ship, you’ll only get on my way, boy.” Daisuke’s boyish giggles warm Anya’s heart and she remembers that he’s just a kid, he doesn’t deserve to be here with them. “But I don’t want to open the cargo. If we do, it’ll only get us even more underpaid.” And Swansea finally sits down by Daisuke’s side, leaving Anya to stand or sit besides Jimmy. She doesn’t make a move to sit.

“If it’s food, we’ll be able to survive for a few more months. Just enough time for the rescue team to find us.” This time, it’s Jimmy who talks and Swansea rolls his eyes again.

“It’d be good if it’s more medicine, you know… Curly’s painkillers are almost over, but-” She’s interrupted by Jimmy giving Anya a once over, wetting his lips as he looks back at both men sitting in front of him and he stands up, clapping his hands together with a loud smack.

“Alright, who’s coming to the cargo hold?”

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They were all apprehensive, to say the least. The four of them stood in front of the cargo hold, Jimmy with the scanner in hands finally revealing the room code to unlock it. He enters it on the security device by the door and it works, opening the door.

Anya stares blankly. There was so much cargo, but she already knew that. So many shelves full of boxes, all of them with the same size, shape and color. A maze of the product they were taking somewhere and were being underpaid for it.

“This is… a lot.” The shock on Daisuke’s voice is clear as they finally enter the room, eyes wide, looking at every box on the shelves.

Swansea rolls his eyes and sighs, crossing his arms when he says “If you hadn’t said that, I wouldn’t have noticed,” irony tinged in every word. Daisuke’s eyes shine and he chuckles, “You’re welcome, Swansea! I already knew your old man’s eyes didn’t work well, heh.”

Swansea huffs and glares at Daisuke, who pretends to not notice the death stare he’s receiving and continues to walk towards the shelves, grabbing a box and trying to make it seem that he doesn’t struggle with it’s weight, even though it’s obvious that he’s not strong enough to hold it for more than 5 seconds.

Anya stills at the doorway, a storm of everything that has happened before she woke up flooding her mind as she stares at the boxes, all of them filled to the brim with the same thing, that was gonna be – hopefully – helpful. Which she knew was not. “Wait! Maybe we should open it outside of the cargo hold…?”

The quietness in her voice results in nobody answering her and she looks down, finally entering the room as she rubs her arms, self conscious about everything.

“How are we gonna open this beauty?” Now it’s Daisuke that goes unanswered, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He all but beams at the grimace on Swansea’s face as he puts an arm over Jimmy’s shoulder, raising his brows in a funny way. Anya quietly chuckles and Jimmy looks over at her.

Swansea stands by her side with an annoyed but slightly fond look, shaking his head as he goes to take the box from Daisuke’s hands, earning a yelp from the boy and a giggle from Anya.

“Give me this thing,” he brings it to the platform near the door and places the box carefully on the floor, cracking his back right after standing up straight. “Ugh, my back is killing me.”

Anya follows Swansea and rubs his back, seemingly worried by his words. “If you’d like, there’re still some painkillers in the medbay-”

She’s immediately cut off by Jimmy’s annoyed voice, “That’s why the painkillers are ending, Anya!”

Swansea offers Anya a small smile and glares at Jimmy, not saying anything to either of them as Daisuke finally arrives beside them all, a screwdriver in hands as he jogs happily towards the box and crouches.

“Let’s see what we have here!” Is what he says as he cuts the tape that was closing the box with the tool he has in hands.

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Swansea’s laugh echoes through the whole ship. It’s loud, raspy and disbelieving at the product they have been carrying this long.

It was Dragonbreath X Mouthwash.

“Mouthwash? Seriously?” Jimmy’s incredulous voice is what makes Swansea’s laugh crack, looking at him in disbelief as Daisuke has a curious look on his face.

“Let me see this,” he takes the bottle from Jimmy’s hands and reads the ingredients for the product, reaching the bottom of the list and laughing even harder.

“This thing has 14% ethanol!” His disbelieving laugh still rings in Anya’s ears as she inspects the bottle as well, raising her brows in confusion when she reads the sugar percentage once more.

It never fails to amaze her.

“The amount of sugar in this eliminates all its disinfecting properties, too…” She puts it back inside the box and looks over at Daisuke, who’s even more confused when Swansea opens the bottle.

“13 years of sobriety, down the drain.” And he takes a big drink from the bottle. Anya already knew this would happen, but she still doesn’t know how to react when he does that.

“Daisuke, I’m gonna teach you how to drink like a man!” And the boy's eyes all but shine with excitement. “Hell yeah!” Is all he manages out as he grabs a bottle from inside the box, opens it and takes a swig.

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Anya was turning left towards the medbay when she sees Jimmy walking past a fallen – and obviously drunk – Daisuke, not paying him any mind as he clearly tries to stand up.

When Jimmy is finally out of sight, she walks towards Daisuke and crouches by his head, placing a hand on his hair and stroking it gently, as if not to startle him as he looks up at her and grins goofily.

“Anya! It’s so good to see you here! Have you seen Swansea? I wanted to go grab more mouthwashes with him!” His words slur together and the smile on his face never falters, even when Anya frowns at him and shakes her head.

“No, Daisuke. Maybe you should rest before finding him, hm?” Her tone is firm, but with unending kindness. When he nods, she helps him up and takes him to his made up bed on the lounge, since his bedroom was consumed by the safety foam.

Anya only leaves Daisuke’s side when he’s fallen asleep, softly snoring and hugging a pack of sweetener, making her smile fondly at the image in front of her.

If the… thing inside her was born, she’d want it to be like Daisuke.

She makes her way into the medbay, closes the door and sits on the floor by Curly’s bed once more. The only place she has found comfort in was the place that she had decided to take her own life in.

How ironic.

She looks over at Curly and sighs audibly, her head being supported by her hand as she stares at the man in front of her.

Anya doesn’t seem to notice when Curly turns his head and looks back at her, groaning to pull her attention towards his voice and out of her head, resulting in an startled Anya looking up at him, wide eyes filled with worry as she stands up.

“Are you in pain, Curly?” She knows he won’t answer her question. She knows he can’t answer her, but she asks anyway, feeling the need to at least try to engage him in small conversations.

He only squirms in response, shifting the bed sheets under him and she smiles sadly, walking towards the medicine cabinet and grabbing a bottle of painkillers, opening it with a quiet ‘pop’ and shaking a pill onto her hand.

She puts the bottle away, takes a deep breath and walks back to Curly’s bed, looking at him with fondness and pity. “This’ll only take a second, okay?” And she opens his mouth, taking a deep breath and helps him swallow the pill.

The sound of him choking makes her want to vomit and cry at the same time, but she holds it all in for Curly’s sake.

He’s already suffering enough.

When he finally swallows, the relief Anya feels is so big that she lets out a big, deep breath that she didn’t even know she was holding in. Curly does the same, but his breath is followed by a rough cough and a deep inhale.

She sits back by his side and tries to hug her knees, being able to hug them until her hands almost meet.

She used to be able to hug her knees entirely before Jimmy.

She sighs again, but this time, it’s pained. A sound that anyone who’s able to hear identifies it as a request for help. And then, it kicks, eliciting a sob out of her.

“It… kicked, Curly.” Her single sob turns into two, three, endless cries of desperation when she realizes once more that the baby she’s carrying is real, not a dream or hallucination. It’s real.

Her night is spent just like the others: sobbing quietly until she falls asleep, still worried that Jimmy might do it again, and again, and again.

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When Anya wakes up, it’s still dark. She’s not wearing her uniform, no – she’s wearing her favorite pajamas. A green, loose shirt stamped with tiny dinosaurs and some pants to match that were ripped to shreds on the night that Jimmy raped her.

She looks around and realizes that she’s not in the medbay, she’s in her room. And she can hear footsteps – slow and heavy, as if not trying to wake anyone up.

Then, she hears it: her door opening slowly. A familiar shadow appears by the side of her bed and she tries to move, but she can’t. She’s frozen in place, breathing rapidly and gripping her shirt tightly.

There he stands, a serious expression on his face as he enters her bedroom and closes the door as quietly as possible. Jimmy.

When his eyes finally land on her small, desperate form, he smirks. He knows she won’t try to do anything to stop him because she’s weaker than him. He can tear her apart with his own hands if he’d like, but why hurt something so precious like this when you can just… Take what you want from it?

Anya tries to scream, to no avail. No sound comes out, only a pant that she identifies as the beginning of a panic attack that would only worsen as time passes by.

He walks towards her slowly, sitting on the edge of her bed and placing his hand on her covered, trembling thigh. Jimmy looks at her like she’s a piece of meat, all ready for him to eat it all up and not let any single part go to waste.

Anya moves her hands to grab at his wrist, but Jimmy is faster and uses a single hand to hold both of her hands together, making it impossible for her to free herself from his punishing grip.

He looked at her thighs and licked his lips, tightening his grip on her pants before ripping them to small pieces, inch by inch. By now, Anya was sobbing, hard, begging Jimmy to stop what he was doing.

When he finished his work, he just stared at the big hole he had made on the crotch of her pajamas and smirked, because now only her panties and his pants separated them.

Jimmy swiftly takes his cock out, pumping it a few times before he goes to lay down on top of her, who tries to resist and manages to pull her hands free for a second before having them restrained together once more.

“If you don’t stop with this shit, it’ll be way worse for you, doll. Understand?” Jimmy’s tone is harsh, scaring Anya even further as she gulps and nods, tears still streaming down her face as he smirks and teases her panty-clad cunt with the wet tip of his hard dick.

He chuckles darkly when Anya lets out a strangled gasp and he moves to sit on his haunches, using his free hand to push her panties to the side, exposing her most intimate parts to him, who only spits on his own hand and strokes his cock for a few seconds before lining up with her entrance, bottoming out with a single, hard, painful thrust.

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Anya wakes up gasping for air, her hands clutching tightly at her uniform and tears strolling down her cheeks.

This time, it was just a nightmare, but a few months ago, this was what caused her to have a human being growing inside her womb.

She can’t stop shaking as she stands up, sobbing quietly as she walks to the door of the medbay and locks it, having decided that this was enough for her, she couldn’t take it anymore.

When she grabs a new bottle of painkillers, she hears a knock on the door and a young voice calls her out.

Daisuke.

“Anya, are you okay in there? Why can’t I open the door?” He seems worried, and Anya doesn’t want to worry him even more, but her words betray her.

“The door is stuck. I can’t get out.” She mentally slaps herself at that, knowing that it would only worry the poor boy even more, when she hears him talking to someone outside of the room.

“Anya, Jimmy’s here! We’ve come to rescue you!” Daisuke’s voice trembles as he yells at her through the door, trying to show confidence in this situation and failing.

She takes a deep breath and when she’s about to answer, she’s interrupted by a familiar voice, Jimmy’s voice. “Hey , I heard the door’s stuck.” Anya refuses herself to answer, putting her hand over her mouth to muffle a sob.

“Hey, Anya! Can you hear me?” She can hear the stress in his voice and she gulps. “Yes, Jimmy. I can hear you.”

Jimmy’s sigh is audible enough for Anya to hear when he speaks again, “The rest of the medicine stock is in there with you, too.”

Of course he’s worried about the medicine, and not her.

“Fuck, this can’t be good. Did you really try hard to open it?” It’s as if he’s trying to make her guilty of the situation that only started because of him, really. For the first time, Anya quietly laughs incredulously.

“Are there any tools around? Is the med kit heavy?” This time it’s Daisuke who talks, trying to actually help, unlike Jimmy.

When they go unanswered, Jimmy sighs once more. “Anya, is the door stuck?” There’s a beat of uncomfortable silence before she reluctantly answers, her voice shaky. “No.”

Daisuke’s confused voice is the first thing she hears after her answer. “What? What do you mean?” She sighs and walks towards Curly’s bed, sitting on the floor by his side.

“Anya, look, we’re all stressed here, but you can’t just throw a fit at anything. Open the fucking door.” Her tears haven’t stopped since she has woken up, and this time, she can’t hide her sob.

“You were right… You were right this whole time. I should’ve done this since the beginning.” She can hear Daisuke’s breath get quicker, lighter.

“I have always believed that our worst moments don’t define us, Jimmy. These moments don’t turn us into villains.” Anya manages to open the bottle of painkillers with shaky hands, and outside of the room, they can hear a small ‘pop’.

“Do you think I wanted this, too?” She sobs once more and stares at the pills inside its container. “Don’t get mistaken. This isn’t my worst moment. Far from it, this is my best moment.”

“Anya, what’s happening?” Daisuke’s trembling voice reaches her ears and she lets out a shaky sigh.

“Open the door.” Anya can hear the panic in Jimmy’s voice as she looks at the door and then at the pills once more.

“I’ll take care of this.” Before she swallows the whole bottle, she can hear Daisuke yelling. “Anya? What does this mean?”

She looks over at Curly, who was watching everything from the beginning and breathing raggedly. Anya offers him a soft smile as more tears run down her face.

“Goodbye, Captain Curly.” And she chugs the whole bottle down, sighing and just waiting for the medicine to work on her body.

After a few moments, the world felt numb after months of suffering. She couldn’t tell if it was from the anxiety she was feeling or from the concerning amount of painkillers that she took, but either way, it was better than feeling that project of a monster kicking inside her womb, making her weep inside her room every night.

Anya would finally get the peace she has always wanted. Nothing could bother her now.

The need to sleep was everything she could focus on, and just like that, Anya drifted off to a world where only the dead knew.

“You want me to give him the painkillers again?” Jimmy’s voice echoed, anger tinted in every word.

What? No. This can’t be. This isn’t possible.

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AN: Maybe I’ll make this a series? Idk. We’ll see what fate has for me :)

[teffiyx]

let's talk about mouthwashing!

spoilers for the game. duh.

trigger warning for abuse, SA, death.

i feel like we all know how complex the story telling for the game is yet theres still people that don't seem to get it entirely. i decided to ramble about that. im sure others have done it before me but let me ramble about my hyperfixation god damn it.

this is the first out of 3 posts so strap in. the 3rd one is a LONG one. second post | third post

before i start a few disclaimers: i am rather new to mouthwashing so i do not know EVERYTHING. im just talking about my own interpretation, if there's any missing details pls inform me!

Anya is a shy and timid character!

this of course is not true but i've noticed a few people that still cling onto this interpretation of her. even though its not a vocal group that has this idea, i'd like to talk more about this.

Jimmy is an unreliable narrator, we were given that knowledge with a scene where we see multiple working cryo pods post-crash, despite us knowing there is only one functioning cryo pod.

so of course, knowing that information, most people would start to realise everything we went through as Jimmy post-crash, it was all biased, we were in the eyes of an abuser, and we trusted the words he used to describe Anya as part of her character. that's also part of the horror for this game in my opinion. the horror that i agreed the views of an abuser horrifies me.

"He - It just hurts him so much. I can't stand the noise."

"...You did make it through nursing school, right?"

"Pony Express sure does know how to cut corners, if nothing else."

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"I was hoping you could help me with Captain-"

"Curly."

"Right, sorry ...w-with Curly's medication?"

"People have to be worth their titles."

"Don't you think, nurse Anya?"

"...Y-yeah. Forget I asked."

these two different conversations happened in the same scene at the start of the game. after going through the game we can see now how Jimmy talks to Anya is downright insulting. maybe some people have picked up on it during their first playthrough that the way he talks to her is not normal, but we didn't think much of it. but now, now things are different.

"Anya never got into medical school because she's... well, let's be real."

"And how many employment years Swansea got left in him?"

"Daisuke will be fine, mommy and daddy have him covered. So there's that at least."

"But you."

"Headed for bigger and better, right?"

this string of dialogue came 6 days before the crash, when everyone is gathered for Curly's surprise party and Curly decided to drop the news that Pony Express is letting them all go. (this dialogue will be brought up again for something else.)

he was almost insulting everyone sitting at the table, yet in this string of dialogue, he completely disregards Anya. summing his point about her as "well, let's be real.". it shows how much he views her, which was practically nothing. but first-time playing, you didn't think much of it. because he also insulted everyone else.

to summarise this whole thing, Anya as a character is not shy or timid, it is simply how Jimmy views her. but even so, we probably will never know how Anya is truly like. because even when she mentions this won't be her worst moment, she is only remembered as a poor crew member that god abused and assaulted by another member, which is, her worst moment alive.

[emo-trash101]

I love this series so much and it makes me so so happy UHM yeah.

Home is Where the Heart is

Pt 5

Daisuke x Male! Reader

Pronouns: second person, implied male

Word count: 1k+

TW: People going insane, Jimmy, murder/death, general mouthwashing stuff, internalized homophobia (this is just generally for the whole series)

Day 71

You hadn't spoken to Daisuke all day, and it was starting to honestly really worry you.

After last night, and after you came to your senses, you planned on going back to the lounge, talking to him and trying to figure it out. You owed him that much at least. But after you got back there, he was gone, and so were the sugar packets.

And even today, he wasn't seeking you out like he did every day before, and even when you looked at him, he just looked away. Normally, you would've tried to convince yourself that you didn't care, but you did.

You really cared about him.

So now you were here, ranting to Anya about everything that happened. "And I don't even know what to do, he won't even look at me!" You say exasperated, throwing your hands up in the air "You do know you can just talk to him, right?" She asks, silently going through all of the supplies.

"Well yeah but like...what if it's awkward?" You shift uncomfortably in your seat. "It can't be any more awkward than running away from someone who kissed you."

That's what clicked it for you, for some reason. You immediately stand up, saying a quick thank you before rushing to the utility room. You almost sprint there, Curly glancing at you oddly as you pass him.

By the time you reach there and get into the room, you're out of breath. Swansea looks at you first "Kid, what are ya doing here?" He asks, partially annoyed. You can hear it in his voice.

"I uhm...Anya wanted to speak to Daisuke." You mumble out, trying to think of a good excuse. "Why would she?...you know what, just take him." He says, ushering Daisuke and you out of the room.

Before he can say much of anything, you start talking. "I'm sorry for running away last night." You spew out, trying to avoid looking at him, "I didn't mean to, honest, I just...I didn't know what to do and everything-" he interrupts you "It's fine. I should've made sure you actually liked me before kissing you" He says, a sad look in his eyes. He tries to play it off as a joke, but you can tell he's hurt.

You sigh almost angrily, wanting nothing more than to rip out your hair and scream and yell at him that you like him but you were just stupid and dense. Instead, you just stare at him. "I...I do like you." You mumble out, almost like a faint whisper.

He almost immediately looks back at you, a faint blush on his cheeks, "You do?" He asks softly. You can't bring yourself to speak, in fear that instead you would vomit from anxiety. So you opt for just nodding.

Its the first time he's looked you in the eyes the whole day. And it feels so fucking good. Before you know it, you're embraced in his arms, his chin resting on the top of your head.

It takes a minute, but eventually your body relaxes, and you reciprocate, wrapping your arms around him as well. You can't help but smile.

Of course you've had relationships before, and you've definitely hugged people before, but they were all girls, and they weren't Daisuke. With him, this felt right, this felt like where you were supposed to be right in this very moment.

He pulls away, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly "So uh...does this mean we're like, together?" He asks. You wish you had a good answer. Saying yes sounds so insanely good, but it feels like an insult to your family, to who you were raised to be. But saying no, well that would be rejecting who you are now, or maybe it's who you've always been.

"...Let's just take it one step at a time." You say, trying your best to not sound nervous or unsure. He smiles, and god it's the prettiest smile you think you've ever seen.

He says one more thing before you can tell him he should head back "Is it okay if I kiss you again?"

You have to stop yourself from begging him to.

Day 78

It's been a whole week since that conversation with Daisuke, and since you both started dating-ish.

Neither of you knew what to really call it. You told him you weren't ready for that, not after just coming to partial terms with being queer, and he respected it. But then again, here both of you were, you sitting in between his legs playing his Gameboy while he watched over your shoulder, quietly fiddling with your hair.

You sigh angrily, the death screen coming up again "Shit, this game is annoying as hell." You can hear (and feel) his chuckle, "well yeah, that's why I brought it."

You turn the Gameboy off, setting it on his bed before turning around to face him. "You know, sometimes I think you brought that game just to make everyone suffer." You say, watching as he carefully takes strands of your hair and twirls them around his fingers "Maybe I just saw the future and knew it would piss you off to try and play it." He says, but he looks like he definitely isn't paying attention.

Instead, he seems much more intent on staring at your face, like he's memorizing every single blemish and bump and detail that it has to offer. "What were you like back on earth?" He asks softly, and you tilt your head, looking at him confused "Uh, like I am now?" You watch him sigh, sitting up straighter. "No I mean like, what did you used to do for fun or who did you hang around."

This time, he seems much more intent on hearing your answer. "Well uh...I played guitar." You start off. It was always your 'icebreaker' response, since it always felt like the most interesting thing you did. "Woah! That's so awesome dude!" He says, grabbing you by the shoulders "You should definitely play me something when we get back on Earth!" You chuckle, moving one of his hands off of your shoulder

"I might." You say, looking at one of his hands. They were kinda thicker, but he had semi-long fingers adorned with silver rings. You don't know why, but ever since you two began to spend time together like this, you just became almost obsessed with messing around with his rings.

"What about you, I bet you had an interesting life back home." You say, still looking down at his hand, letting your index finger trace the wrinkles in his palm. "Well, not really." He starts, looking moreso off into the void of his room, "I never really had any hobbies or interests. I always just kinda liked a bunch of things, and I never knew where I was going to end up."

You look up at him, letting his hand just fall onto his leg "Huh, I mean I get that, it was hard for me to figure out I wanted to go to medical school."

"You went to medical school?!" He asks, almost astounded at you just now revealing this information "Well yeah, I wouldn't be here otherwise." You lean back on your arms, staring at him. "Wow, I was just told to apply here by my mom." He says, and you can't help but laugh.

It was moments like these everything kinda felt complete and good with him. Sometimes it's easier for you to sit there and get absorbed into the fact that you're disobeying the life you were supposed to have, the life you were pushed towards by everyone you encountered.

But when you look into his eyes, or talk about random things like this with him, you don't have to think about any of that. Not anymore. It's just you and him against the world.

You sit up properly, placing your hands on his shoulders. "Well, maybe you'll find a purpose here." You say, trying to maybe make the mood feel a bit lighter. He smiles at you, his brown eyes staring at you with a longing you never would have been able to identify if you hadn't met him.

"I think I already have."

I think this is just becoming a projection of me, MB guys 🫶

Make sure you drink water and eat food!

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[athene-owl]

There is 0 guarantee that Daisuke would EVER stand up for Anya if he heard about what Jimmy did to her by the way. Just like Curly and Swansea, it is entirely possible that he would hear about it and just accept it. Him being young and nice means nothing. If you can't accept that then you did not understand the game and you do not understand the reality of misogyny and rape culture.