#To make everyone forget about Kerry ass

[vince-linder]

The new roommate

(aka I have far too much fun with stealing others Vs)

"Calm down shorty"

Vince looked at his new roommate, picked up like a straycat like he did before with randoms, a small smile on his lips as he placed his hand on the others shoulder

"I know Johnny can be an ass sometimes, but either you get used to it, or you cannot live here.", he paused for a second, looking at Vel with a slight frown "Are that my fcking pants?"

"They're mine now. ", the anger on Vels face vanishing and leaving the shorter man with a smug smile.

__/

@wingedhorrors look at them goo :DD

[sweetcocopowder]

Day Fourteen: Face Fucking/Eating Out

Kinktober Masterlist will come after October

Synopsis: With the rare occasion that V and Johnny can touch each other, they make the best of it before it's over.

Word Count: 1.1K

Genre: Cyberpunk 2077

Pairing: Male V/Johnny Silverhand

Warnings: Face fucking/Deep throat/Blow job/Ass eating/Choking

V trembles on the edge of the bed, his arms wrapped around his thighs to keep his legs up high. But that’s all he can focus on right now. The buzz that fogs his mind and body is something he thinks the chip is doing tenfold.

Or maybe it’s just because Johnny is just that damn good with his tongue. The rocker’s hands hold tightly onto his thighs, the feeling of his hands being there seeming so real. V almost forgets he’s just an engram on a chip.

But right now, Johnny’s tongue invading his ass feels too real to not be fake. His hands hold V’s ass open roughly, hard enough to leave two big handprints when he’s done. Whatever that wicked tongue can do, it has V shaking. Physically shaking. All those jokes and fuck arounds the two had, Johnny wasn’t lying. He knows how to use his it that silvered tongued deviled.

V’s dick twitches as Johnny licks up from his ass to his balls. He can’t help the shaky breath that comes from his mouth. And Johnny gives a satisfied hum at that. He lets V’s legs down, but only so he can pin him in place on the bed by his hips. Thumbs dig into the soft part of his waist and it hurts, but it only has V groaning for more.

Johnny glitches suddenly.

The both of them freeze in place, eyes widening as they wait. Wait if this short lived moment of touch is over or if it’s continuing. Johnny squeezes V’s hips, testing to see if they’re still right. And when V hisses in pain as Johnny’s metal arm squeezes a little too hard, the rockstar keeps going.

“Better make the most of this before it’s over,” Johnny cocks a smile.

V grunts as he can feel Johnny’s hot breath over his cock.

“Come on, Johnny,” he almost whines out.

“Don’t be going soft on me now, V. What would they say if someone saw you like this?” Johnny mocks.

At that thought, it should’ve deterred V or even put him off, made him uncomfortable at the thought of someone watching him. Or about to walk in. But it only excites him and Johnny sees the glint in his eyes. He snorts at that, moving up V’s body until they’re face to face, nose to nose, air to air.

“Remind me to try and do this when you’re out on one of your gigs next,” Johnny’s tone is dark.

It’s a promise, not a statement. V swallows thickly at that.

Johnny works his way down V’s body once more, kissing and biting and sucking until he reaches his leaking dick. Warm lips wrap around the head of his cock and V can’t help the small buck of his hips. Johnny bobs his head, flattening his tongue so he can get more of V down his throat.

“You’ve- ah- You’ve obviously had practice,” V groans out.

The rockstar comes off with a wet pop. “I’m just taking note of what everyone else has done to me.”

“What? You’ve never sucked a dick before?”

“Once or twice, was more Kerry’s thing.” Johnny replies deeply.

“You and Kerry?”

“No. But the orgies were fun.”

And somehow, he’s a natural. No, of course he is. He’s Johnny Silverhand. An egotistical prick that will get shit right the first time or not do it again.

V’s hand grip tightly into Johnny’s hair to guide him back down onto his cock. The groan that comes from the rockstar is only encouragement for V to keep going. He uses Johnny’s hair as leverage to push him further down his dick. Slowly at first, testing the waters. But when V doesn’t get a punch to the gut or a bird flipped at him, he continues on.

He moves Johnny slowly, not wanting to hurt him. He can feel his dick hit the back of his throat in which he receives a small choke. Johnny is pulled from V dick’s, but it isn’t the guy receiving the blow job that does it.

“If you’re going to pull my hair and fuck my face,” Johnny snaps roughly, “Don’t treat me like some virgin whore that’s going to go cry to her mummy and question why she got into whoring in the first place.”

That, has V biting in tongue on the many words he wants to counteract Johnny’s insult with.

With a little bit too much anger, V drags Johnny up the bed by his hair. He pushes the rockstar down on his back and proceeds to sit on his chest. How? V doesn’t question it.

His dick touches Johnny’s lips and he can’t help but thrust a little forward to smear his precum over his mouth and cheek. It’s a hot sight V must admit. Having Johnny underneath him, watching him with dark eyes. V pushes his dick into Johnny’s mouth in which he takes it eagerly.

Johnny suddenly grabs V’s ass and pushes him further down his throat, obviously getting testy. The action has V bending over Johnny, holding his hair as the other makes work of his dick. The buzz that rushes through him is paralysing.

He thrusts into Johnny’s mouth, his dick slipping down his throat with ease. The hot wetness is something too real for V’s liking. But in the race to catch his high before all of this ends and another relic attack comes around dwindles the worries.

Johnny squeezes his ass tighter as V abuses his throat, as if urging him on. Using the rocker like his own personal fleshlight. He keeps going at a desperate rate, chasing his own high. His dick slips down Johnny’s throat each time he thrusts him. Johnny’ chokes lightly, the noises coming from him almost disgusting but V can’t get enough. His balls tense up as he grunts with every movement. Until finally, Johnny does something that tips him over the edge.

Johnny pulls V nearly all the way out of his mouth but he sucks at the head. He flicks his tongue under V’s foreskin with a wicked smile. And that, that has him coming in Johnny’s mouth. Even though V cums onto his bed, Johnny’s engram is shown drinking it up nevertheless.

V’s body shakes as he falls onto the bed next to Johnny with a huff. The rockstar breathes heavily as he stares up at the ceiling. He licks his lips and that alone is hot. V reaches out to touch Johnny’s arm.

He can feel his arm for a moment, before it sinks right through, Johnny’s engram flickering blue. Johnny looks to V, a small flicker of disappointment coming to his eyes. He flickers off the bed and over to the window without a word.

“No aftercare or cuddles?” V pokes.

Johnny flicks on his aviators then lights a cigarette from god knows where. He draws slowly and then exhales the smoke. More force of habit at this point that’s followed him into his engram.

“Not my type of thing,” he grumbles back.

V sits up. “You would if you could.”

All he gets back is a little, “Hmph.”

[timaeusterrored]

(Like Father Like Son)

((I feel like I’ve never actually written a father-son moment between Vax and Vik, and what better time than now? Set sometime after he starts healing from the Space Station))

Vax had always loved rooftops, ever since he was a kid. Whenever he sat up there, for once he didn’t feel so small. That maybe being up there could save him from the city trying to swallow him. Even as a kid, V was terrified of the city eating him whole, becoming a no one. Another face in a sea of nobodies.

“Y’know, I’ll never forget the first time I looked up and saw you sitting on a roof. Damn near climbed the building to get you down.”

Vax turned at the sudden voice, not expecting anyone up here. But there stood Vik, arms crossed and leaned again the door way.

“Don’t you have your own roof to go sit on or somethin’? Or did the ol’ Rockerboy finally chase you away?” Vik sat down next to V, their legs dangling over the edge. Vax noted Vik was making an effort to not look down. Not everyone could handle heights.

“Nah, he’s busy with the ‘Saka bullshit still… and his new album.” Vax tried to keep the sad tone out of his voice, but he was struggling to. And he knew Vik heard it.

“Trouble in paradise? He fuck up?”

“He’s been perfect, Vik… it ain’t that.” Vax sighed, rubbing his eyes. “I’m so fuckin’ tired… and lonely. Ker invites me to join him when he goes places… but he doesn’t need me. No one fuckin’ does. No one needs V anymore…”

Vik let that settle in, watching his son for a long moment. Was that what this was? He felt unneeded? Unwanted even?

“You’re right. I don’t need V.” Maybe that was a bad way to start because Vax chuckled like he knew something. “I need Vax. I need that spunky little fifteen year old smart ass I met damn near 15 years ago.” Holy fuck it had been 15 years already.

Vax was staring at him, as if confused by his statement. He never had been a man of words.

“Y’know… when I first brought you in, I was thinking ‘what the fuck am I doing? I can’t raise a kid. Much less a 15 year old.’ And with you glaring at me for like a month straight, I really didn’t think we were getting far. But Vax… you changed my life. When you won your first boxing match, I just yelled ‘That’s my kid! That’s my kid right there!’ I was so fucking proud of you… then that fucker took you when you were 17 and I didn’t know what the fuck to do. All I knew was that my kid was gone and no one had seen him in days… then Rogue comes to my door holding you, you’re shaking and covered in blood and smell like a fucking campfire and I don’t think I’ve ever been more relieved to see you in my life… until Arasaka took you. Losing Jackie felt like losing a son… and I kept just… hoping, praying, I dunno, everything to just get that thing out of you. For you to live.”

When Vik was mostly done because he felt he was talking nonsense, he looked at V… to find him with tears in his eyes. Oh fuck, he hadn’t meant to make him cry.

“And when you brought fucking Kerry Eurodyne home, I was like “oh hell no.” Because I’ve read some shit-“ Vik attempted to joke but Vax let out a sound that he couldn’t tell if the poor man was laughing or crying.

Vik patted his son’s back, letting him get it out. Kerry said Vax had been rather unresponsive to things, and this is probably the first time he’s cried in a while. The ripperdoc couldn’t even begin to understand what this man went through.

“Fuck… I’m sorry.” Vax sniffed, rubbing his eyes. “I’m so… I’m so tired, Vik… I know people are trying to give me space and to let me rest… but I can’t help but feel like everyone has moved on from me… even Ker and Judy don’t feel like they need me anymore… and you and Mama Welles got your own shit goin’ on-“

“Me and Guadalupe have been worried sick about you. So don’t you start pulling that shit onto me… No one has moved on from you. You spend too much time in your own head, you always have.” Vik sighed. Vax had been horrible for getting in his own head, Vik never could get him to stop. “You been talking to your therapist? And taking your meds?”

Vax nodded, and yet Vik didn’t believe him.

“My keeper isn’t letting me forget. Don’t worry.” Vax mumbled, his hands falling into his lap in defeat. Vik had no clue what to do to make this better… he didn’t read any parenting books on how to make your adult kid feel better after dying three times.

The two sat in silence after, sometimes you just needed quiet with a safe person to feel less alone. Until Vax rested his head on Vik’s shoulder.

“Thanks pops…”

Vik wrapped his arm around his son and rubbed his shoulder.

“Anytime kiddo…”

[mrsbsmooth]

I’m trying to forget about the mess that the writers have made, soooo - if you were in charge of writing this season (we all wish it were true, let’s be honest), what kinds of jobs would you let us, the readers/players, pick for MC to have? What kind of customisation would you add to their personality/life? I’m just trying to envision a season where the writers aren’t lazy as fuck 🤡 imagine this season if we got ACTUAL choices? Branching?! Oooof.

Okay, so in and of itself, I think the characters themselves are fine. They need fleshing out, and they need a lot more depth, but Suresh, Alfie, Finn, Eddie, Pete, Johnny, and Nicolas are, at the very least, different from each other.

The girls have zero depth. Kat is the best written out of all of them, as she actually has some depth and character development. Once again, they've done our brown girls dirty, making Arlo a jealous bitch, Dana a two-faced snake, Meera a wallflower (until she comes back and then she has to be bitchy to get her man, wtf?).

Rewriting the season?

NUMBER ONE.

MC needs a fucking personality. We need a backstory. We need a job. We need interests, and hobbies, and we need things to matter. We need to have a wider range of reactions other than "I care, I don't care, I don't know how I feel."

Let me tear up. Let me go scorched earth on a bitch. Let me complain and whine and be selfish. LET ME FUCKING GRAFT.

NUMBER TWO

We need our choices to matter. If I reject Suresh, he should be rubbing Arlo in my face. If I'm hinting that I might want him back, he should be more subtle about it, and at least be a bit more worried about hurting my feelings.

If I tell Eddie I want to climb him like a tree, he should fucking PICK ME AT THE RECOUPLING! If I make out with Finn behind Kat's back, I want her to find out and go PSYCHO on me. CONSEQUENCES, PLEASE!!!!!

NUMBER THREE

The dialogue needs work. Dana saying 'Bonkers-Tonkers' or Suresh saying 'Shut up, you idiot!'. I'm sorry... what is this... primary school? IDC about the Apple Store's crackdown on sexual content. It would have been so easy to just make Dana say 'That was insane!' and Suresh seethe out a "Stop talking, mate." A corporate lawyer is not going to just randomly burst out with a childish insult when he gets upset, I'm sorry, that is not how arguing works. Also in this vein CAN WE HAVE SOME ACTUAL SEX SCENES PLEASE????

NUMBER FOUR

Give me some information about the damn love interests *sobbing*. Alfie's dog is named Benji? Finn has five older brothers? I fucking LOVE that, GIVE ME MORE! I want to know about their hobbies. I want to know about Gary's Nan, and Noah's brother's swim team, and Bobby's mates in the kitchen, and Henrik's book he's reading. I want to know about Priya's insecurities. Tai's broken pottery connection to his Dad. I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT KERRY THE IRISH SETTER!

Give us details about the characters, for god's sake. I NEED MORE.

AND FINALLY

NUMBER FIVE

Everyone needs to stop being so goddamn mean to MC.

Exactly how is it my fault that I hugged Suresh, Kat overexaggerated what happened, and then hooked up with the guy I liked, and everyone's walking around like it's my fault?

Exactly how it it my fault that my ex is so hung up on me that he can't stop talking about me, and Arlo is feeling insecure about it?

Exactly how is it my fault that Gabi is here, and is a bitch to me from the very first words out of her mouth?

If it was me in the villa, I would have burst in to tears weeks ago. This season is straight up bullying MC. She's being gaslit, blamed for everything, tortured, and dragged through the mud, and for what? For some half-assed dedication from Johnny/Nicolas, a confession from Finn that will likely go nowhere, and being kicked into the mud by both Suresh and Alfie?

ALSO I LOVE HOW ALFIE LITERALLY SLEPT WITH MC AND THEN THE NEXT DAY HOOKS UP WITH KAT AND THEN BRINGS MEERA BACK FROM CASA SAYING HE HAD A BETTER CONNECTION WITH HER OH ISN'T THAT FUCKING CONVENIENT Alfie you god damn snake.

[queenshelby]

A New Life

Part Eleven: Wrestling

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Words: 1,486

Warning: Smut

Two weeks had passed since your trip to Kerry and you believed that Laura had finally realised that Cillian was not interested in her.

But, even if she was, this didn’t change anything between you and Cillian as you continued to hide your little affair with each other. One could hardly call it an affair though. You were friends. Friends with some benefits and tonight was one of those nights he visited you after Max had gone to bed.

You only had four weeks left with each other before you would return back home to Australia and you most certainly wanted to make the most of the time you had left.

Unfortunately, Cillian could never stay over which was something that bothered you and you always wondered whether it bothered him too. But if Max knew, everyone else would know too, so, after you had slept with each other, he would normally leave and then pretend the next day that nothing had happened.

Whilst, as an actor, this was easy for him, you struggled with it, wanting to kiss him and touch him when you were amongst friends. But that clearly wasn’t part of the deal and all intimacy was reserved for when you were alone with each other.  

Because of this, you couldn’t keep your hands of each other when he finally did come and visit you and tonight was no different.

Within ten minutes of Cillian’s arrival, you were both completely naked on your bed and Cillian’s hands were on your thighs, spreading your legs further as he went straight to work with his tongue.

You moaned as the heat of his tongue mixed with the cool night breeze and Cillian moaned as he plunged his tongue inside you, tasting you. He made short work of bringing you to an orgasm leaving you breathless and needy for more.

‘Fuck you are so good at this’ you huffed out as you slowly came down from your high but Cillian didn’t give you any time to relax.  

‘Turn over’ Cillian growled and you complied with his request and went onto all fours, wiggling your ass suggestively.

‘Take me Cillian’ you groaned as Cillian ran his hand over your bare back and down over your ass. ‘Cillian, please... I need you inside me’ you demanded.

You had spent all day together and couldn’t touch or kiss, but now you were desperate and needed to have him.

‘As you wish’ he smirked as he pressed the firm head of his cock against your opening.

‘Oh god yes’ you moaned as he held your bare hips and pushed his length inside you from behind.

Being pressed against the pile of pillows in front of you made you feel fuller somehow and you pushed back against him with his thrusts, hungrily taking every inch of him. He moved his hands up to hold your shoulders as he pumped his cock into you, causing you to moan loudly.

‘Ssh Love, you have to be quiet’ he reminded you while covering your mouth with his hand despite the fact that the noises you made spurred him on.

‘Fuck me harder’ you demanded, moaning into his hand, and it wasn’t long until he was pounding you roughly from behind.

While Cillian kept one hand on your mouth, he reached under you with the other to pinch your nipples, sending you over the edge again.

‘Oh god yes yes yes’ you groaned into the palm of his hand as your orgasm washed over you and, within moments, Cillian cried out as well as he came and filled you with his warm cum from behind.

‘Fuck Y/N’ he groaned as his cock was pulsating inside you and his cum mixed with your own liquids before running down the inside of your thighs.

But, just because he came, didn’t mean that he was done. He had great stamina and, shortly after he pulled out of you, you found yourself beneath him.

‘Eager are we, Mr Murphy?’ you asked, causing Cillian to smirk.

‘Always Y/N…I just love being inside of you’ he said and, just as he did, you whimpered as he drove into you again as deep as he could. You couldn't think straight enough to say anything by this point, but he didn't seem to be waiting for a response.

‘Fuck Cillian, I'm going to cum...’ you gasped after another fifteen minutes of passionate love making and, just as you did, he adjusted his position which allowed the area above his cock to rub against your clit as he thrusted into you with circular motions.

‘Yes, fuck…yes’ you moaned loudly as you came again, hard and fast, forgetting all about Max sleeping in the room next to yours.

Ignoring how loud you were, Cillian continued to pound into you and you cried out again while running your tongue across his neck and throat.

Cillian growled and increased the speed and force of his thrusting, making you cry out even louder as he dragged out your orgasm.

When you finally came down from your high, but Cillian hadn’t reached his just yet, you thought about something different, something you had read about in a magazine the other day.

You wrapped your legs around Cillian’s waist as he continued to fuck you, indicating to him that you didn’t want him to change positions which was what he would usually do after you came.

Then, you pulled him close for a passionate kiss while you reached between the two of you to collect some of the slick juices from your extremely wet core while feeling his cock thrusting in and out of you with your fingertips before playing with his tight balls.

The sensation of your fingers running over his balls made him groan into your mouth but, little did he know that you hadn’t reached your destination yet.

After teasing him a little, you moved your hand away from in between you and ran your wet finger through the crack of his ass while he continued to make love to you.

Then, slowly and carefully, you slid your finger into his tight hole. Just a little bit at first and, after he groaned again loudly into your mouth in between passionate kisses, you added a bit more.

The sensation overwhelmed Cillian completely and he broke the kiss to let out a loud groan while his chin dropped open.

‘Does that feel good?’ you asked as Cillian’s movements became more erratic and his moans became louder and louder by the second.

‘So good...’ he murmured, closing his eyes and losing himself in the moment. ‘I'm going to cum inside you so hard...’ he then huffed out and you were incredibly turned on simply by the thought of it.

‘Oh god yes…fill me up... Cillian I want you to fill me with your cum’ you moaned, racing closer towards another orgasm yourself.

Cillian grunted, fucking you hard, his cock wrapped in your snug pussy while your index finger was buried in his ass, teasing him.

You could feel the layer of sweat between you, making everything feel dirty as your slick skin rubbed together. You gasped again and shouted out his name as, suddenly, you came again and Cillian grunted several times, as thick bursts of cum filled your tight pussy once more. You could feel his legs trembling as he rode out his orgasm and you kissed him and pulled him close, too exhausted to move.

Eventually, when you both came down from your high, you removed your finger and Cillian pulled out of you which is when, suddenly, you heard a noise coming from near the bedroom door.

Quickly, you pulled the doona over you both which is when you noticed Max opening the door.

‘What are you guys doing?’ he asked, rubbing his eyes before telling you that he had been hearing some weird noises coming from your bedroom.

‘Uhm…Max…uhm’ you stammered, cheeks flushing red, unsure what to say.

‘You guys look funny and all sweaty. Are you sick?’ he then asked and you continued to stammer something of no substance ‘And why is Cillian in your bed? Is he sleeping here tonight? Why didn’t you tell me?’ Max then asked which is when, finally, Cillian responded to his many queries.

‘We were wrestling’ Cillian said with an awkwardly serious facial expression, causing you to swallow your giggle.

‘Why?’ Max then asked.

‘Because it’s a sport I’ve taken up and your mum is helping me train’ Cillian explained, causing Max to nod.

‘Why do you wrestle in mummy’s bed without wearing any clothes though?’ he then asked and Cillian took a minute or two to find an explanation.

‘You guys are weird’ Max finally observed before asking for a glass of water.

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[kob131]

I have reached the conclusion that Floof and the other "critics" are literally incapable of telling the truth about RWBY. Every comment he and everyone else on the sub made in the past day or so during a discussion about Oscar and Ozpin can be answered by saying "they did, you just ignored it". If you have to ignore everything that contradicts your argument for it to work, then it's not an argument.

I have to disagree Anon and I'll demonstrate why.

https://www.reddit.com/r/RWBYcritics/comments/t5adnt/how_can_rwby_have_so_many_episodes_produced_over/

RWBY is a show that conceptually started in 2011 and started in 2012 with the Red Trailer in November. White Trailer would be released on February 14th, 2013, Black Trailer on March 22nd and Yellow Trailer on June 1st of the same year. The series proper would begin releasing episodes on July 18th of 2013.

These trailers are and remain the best part of RWBY to date. The audience got to see each of the four girls kick major ass accompanied by music themed for each of the four protagonists. Little did we know that this would be the first and last time we'd see the characters like this. Instead we see them attend generic anime school. A place where they learn how to fight worse than their trailer incarnations. This happened in the first Volume too!

Oh but Floof-

You yourself said in a different post that 'Volumes 1-3 don't have a plot'. So of course, the out of context Trailers certainly can't have plot in them by that standard. And they certainly don't have character (as everyone misinterpreted their characters post trailers) which you should agree with given how you. So...what do they have? Action. And the fight in Episode 8 is far more complex in movement, scale and scope than anything the Trailers did. And being more complex is a sign of quality in your eyes (my example being this vry post trying to portray the whole show as simplistic). So, by your own standards, the Volumes were better in one episode than all the Trailers!

... Or you're full of it and just mimicking other people to present yourself as correct (I know who too...). Either or.

In the heads of Miles Luna and Kerry Shawcross, these characters aren't as competent as Monty made them in fight scenes (i.e. the infamous "Run and live!" line by Jaune, the entire conflict between Ruby and Weiss in the Emerald Forest where they completely forget how to fight, I could go on about this stuff for eons.) and so you get several contradictory images of who these characters are right off the bat. We also don't really get introduced to the main characters beyond their name. Okay, and maybe the most surface-level display of personality. But that's pretty much all we get for the entire series for the main protagonists of RWBY. They don't actually change. They're stagnant characters with the same traits as how they were introduced. Only in later volumes, they say meaner things or yell more often. (This is not a form of character progression. This is dialogue regression on the part of the writers who can't think of alternative ways to make characters speak. Here's some terrible writing advice: It's much easier to resort to making characters sound and act like whiny children when you need to force contrived scenes one after the other. The "conflict" manufactures itself!)

You know, I could point out how Floof doesn't explain his first example and his second was due to character mismatch. Or that these are very early examples i.e. Before all shows actually DEVELOP their characters. Or that he provides no examples in his second half...

But let's discuss that bit about Miles and Kerry, implying that Monty had NO connection to the writing. See, remember what I said about Floof mimicking other people to look correct? Well, doesn't this argument as well as the last one praising the Volumes sound awfully familiar? They should: It's Hbomberguy's own arguments. Not even repackaged, it's just what he said. This isn't a one off case either, he regularly refers to Salem as 'Mommy Salami' referencing JelloApcolaypse's video on RWBY.

But see, issue about just parroting what other people say with no critical thinking whatsoever? Beyond something we'll discuss at the very end- You inherit their flaws. Like the claim that Monty wasn't involved in the writing of the Volumes falling apart when you know that Jaune, a character written after the Trailers, was referenced by MONTY HIMSELF in the commentary for Volume 1 (referring to Monty choosing his voice actor).

Nice job Floof.

Ruby is void of a distinct personality. Weiss is whiny, Blake is quiet, and Yang is all over the board. She's the most inconsistent, with random traits tacked onto her to make each scene she's in 'function'. Yang and Ruby not having a personality ties into the show's fundamental problems - There's no core. There's nothing holding the show together.

I could bring up other traits too but then Floof can just say that I'm making shit up to whatever I say. So I'll instead point out that he still hasn't brought up an example to prove this so I can just say 'Nuh uh' and my argument would win.

Real great argumentation- beaten by a slight breeze.

RWBY doesn't have intentional theming. As a show, it has failed at having a core message that reverberates throughout the work. Granted there are a few shows and movies that do just fine without, but the most devout and hardcore of RWBY fans often proclaim it's a very deep and well-written masterpiece that, "You just don't understand." Oftentimes, the writers espouse similar claims, unable to gaze past their own narcissism.

Yes, the well hated and notorious narcisstic writer of RWBY M-Monty Oum?

Monty: The biggest motivation for [RWBY] is the need to tell a story much like those I needed when I was growing up. The stories about not giving up that pushed me along, and the people I'd meet along the way. Knowing how much all the shows and games I'd played all my life has influenced me, it is a great honor to be able to bring something of my own to a generation of people who are also looking for something to believe in. That is why the feedback from the fans only further strengthens the need to make this show the best it can possibly be.

Hey look at that, a bullet in the head of this argument AND the last one too! Funny that. You can also thank this interview for me being here in the fandom because even before I was deeply analytic of media, this article cemented my decision to stay with the series because it confirmed to me that feeling of Gurren Lagann I got from RWBY was right. And hey, being a flawed Gurren Lagann is better than most series could even hope to achieve.

Oh and- Vague argument with no examples that other people have said word for word.

It's no wonder then that narcissism ends up being a central theme of RWBY. I really, sincerely hope this was unintentional, but the idea of narcissism seeps into every aspect of the show even way back in Volume 1. The characters are all self-serving assholes. They don't receive any repercussions for actions that cause harm to others. There's no lesson they learn, it's just, "Do thing, complain when someone points out that doing the thing causes problems." Volume 6 made the transformation from this being a background theme to one at the forefront. Team RWBY begin regularly demanding things from everyone else, stealing the credit for the actions of others, and then proudly claim, "We went through so much struggle to get here!" This becomes their justification for all of their horrible actions later.

You know, dontcha love how Floof says there's no theme then directly references the theme with no self awareness (gee I wonder if a person's struggles and their reaction to them is part of a reoccurring element in the writing. I wonder if there's a word for that.)

These protagonists are wholly incapable of introspection. It's frustrating. And that frustration is why so many people dislike these characters. In a normal show, there would be a lesson as to why their behavior is awful and see each character humbled at the end of an episode or two. This would also give the characters an opportunity for character growth.

But nah. Writing hard.

And if that isn't an example of projection, I don't know what is. RWBY 'Critics' have repeatedly shown that for some reason, they're incapable of introspection as they make the same mistakes and never evolve as critics. And in a normal fandom, they would eventually get it that pulling this same bullshit in perpetuity would just result in the opposing fans feeling justified, thus radicalizing them. They could even use this as a means of personal growth, using the lessons they learned from their criticism and apply it to the world around them thus inciting personal growth.

But nah. Criticizing a rather basic-level flawed show is basically the twenty eighth labour of Heracles dontcha know?

I'd like to believe the intended theming of RWBY is around stuff like "friendship", "sisterhood", "camaraderie", "stand up for what you believe is right," etc. RWBY doesn't have any of that.

Characters are regularly reset so that conflict can be cheaply manufactured. Relationships are made and broken on a moment's whim to generate fake conflict. There's no real connection between the characters because they don't interact outside of their predetermined slots and due to the randomness of the writer's whims. (i.e. Nora and Ruby never interact, Blake and Ruby never interact, Jaune and Nora never interact, Blake and Weiss never interact outside of V1, Blake and Jaune never interact, Jaune and Yang never interact, Yang and Ruby don't interact nearly as much as they should, Yang and Ren never interact, Blake and Ren never interact, Yang and Nora never interact, Weiss and Ren never interact, Weiss and Nora never interact, etc.) These are just some of the unexplored dynamics I came up with on the spot for this post.

And Nui and Nonon, Ragyo and Mrs. Manchanchou, Rei and Mako and ect. never interact in Kill La Kill. You don't hear anyone making this argument despite the bonds between characters being a motivating factor in the show. Could it be that this is the result of a show being the limitation of the human mind and that human relationships often sprout from random coincidence which the human mind can't really achieve among so many other reasons? Oh wait, that requires thought and you can't even back this shit up with an explanation.

BTW, Nora and Ruby, Blake and Ruby, Jaun and Nora, Blake and Weiss, Yang and Ruby, Yang and Ren AND Weiss and Nora have interacted. 5/12 (being generous as Yang and Jaune did interac in Volume 1 and they've all interacted as a group before).

I'd like to believe the intended theming of RWBY is around stuff like "friendship", "sisterhood", "camaraderie", "stand up for what you believe is right," etc. RWBY doesn't have any of that.

The writers believe and tell their audience that these characters are such strong friends who have bonded together for years now to the point that they would die for one another. Issue is, we never see them interact in ways that would establish this idea. There really don't exist any moments wherein we'd get any opportunity to explore or see how each character feels about each other from the character's perspective. I don't mean that screentime should be dedicated solely to exposition about how the characters feel towards each other, but that the writers should stop writing from their own outside universe perspective and consider their character's perspective on things. Why does Nora suddenly and randomly push away Ren in V8 after they "get together" in V4? Why don't Blake and Yang confess their love for one another? How do these characters even feel about the prospect of a relationship between one another? How do they view the other members of their team? (And no, I don't want to see another repeat of Nora randomly breaking the fourth wall and suddenly realizing she's a shallow, one-dimensional piece of cardboard who has been flanderized to irrelevancy. Bad. Writing.)

1. Because Nora can't see herself as anything but one half of a duo.

2. Why would they?

3. That's not something someone would think in this situation.

4. Blake sees Ruby as an innocent girl she sees herself in, Weiss sees Ruby as an annoying friend, Ruby sees Yang as a dear sister and vice versa. I can tell from their ACTIONS (from Blake acting more and more like Ruby combined with her talk with Sun and their interaction pre-initation in Beacon to Weiss's exasperated attitude around Ruby while also being shown with her most times and from Ruby's insecurity about disagreeing with Yang and Yang going out of her way to comfort Ruby after they reunite).

Floof's basically saying "TELL DON'T SHOW!" because he refuses to look AND while showcasing he'll ignore everything the shows says.

P.S. Yeah, not only did Nora not break the 4th wall but she had LESS traits in Volumes 1-3 (where she is SOLELY defined as being loud, crazy and in love with Ren). Floof is bashing the show...for doing what he SAYS he wants,

The characters need to feel alive, a part of the world and universe they exist in. Right now there's nothing. We don't know anyone's goals, motivations, or ideals. We don't even know Salem's goal and she's the main antagonist of the series! Why do these characters choose to participate in what's happening? We don't know. Why are they willing to risk their lives fighting monsters? They're the good guys of course! (We don't know.) What's their goal after beating Salem? Their lifelong aspirations? What's compelling them to keep doing what they're doing in the series? nO sPoIlEr QuEsTiOnS! (We don't know.)

0. She wants to die and spite Ozpin. Show tells the first and shows the second.

1. Because none of them want to just give up and let Salem win. Brunswick Farm.

2. Because Ruby wanted to be like the hero in story books, Weiss wanted to redeem her family name, Blake wanted to help the world and Yang wanted to enjoy fighting. Volume 1 dumbass.

3. Actually not said! ... Too bad most series like RWBY don't answer that until it's done (see: KLK and Gurren Lagann).

4. Ruby to become Huntress, Weiss to run her family business, Blake to fight against Fanaus oppression and make the world better, Yang to enjoy life. Again, Volume 1.

5. Because they want to do what's right. Fucking theme.

Gotta love how his big spiel backfires with BASIC critical thinking.

I know some people are going to go, "Well, you just want all the screentime spent on characters talking which is what RWBY currently does anyway! That sounds boring!" and to that I disagree. The things that the characters in the canon show say are almost entirely worthless and build nothing for either the world, the characters themselves, or the scenes they're in. There's so much time spent on unfunny cringe humor that could be better used for building real human bonds between these characters. It's a disgrace how the show mishandles time and why it's bloated with so many redundant, pointless episodes and scenes. If the dialogue wasn't written with the wit of a middle school student, maybe I'd be more forgiving. But RWBY fans deserve a better show with better dialogue than this.

Big issue with the amount of time wasted in RWBY is that each scene serves exactly one purpose for one surface-level event. Each scene exists, does the one thing, and then ceases to exist when it's convenient for the next shallow, one-event scene. Retcons, plot holes, inconsistencies, stupid contrived bullshit, it all serves to make for one of the biggest blunders in animation storytelling I have seen.

Translation: "Here's a tiny wall of text filled with common criticism cliches to make me sound smart and respectful but is just me puking what others have said."

No really. How many times, geniune or manipulative, have you heard a RWBY 'critic' mention the humor, basic character relationship, 'bloated', 'shallow' and 'you deserve better!'? And judging from Floof's comments in the past and the lack of examples: do you actually think he's sincere in the slightest?

It is 2022, almost 10 years since the Red Trailer first dropped. We should not be 106 episodes into a series and know as little as we presently do about the entire series. Better shows can fit more into far fewer episodes without insulting your intelligence and wasting your time.

You know what I would consider the biggest insult and waste of time?

Someone just vomiting others' opinions without even using their own words.

That is why people hate critics like the Irate Gamer and Lily Peet so much. Because everything they are and everything they say is empty, devoid of meaning because it's not their voice but anothers. That is why we hate ripoffs so much- Because we can already get it elsewhere without implying we're dumb enough to not see the resemblance.

And that includes you Floof. There's a difference between someone saying a common opinion in earnest and someone parrortting what's commonly accepted. Those slight differences in the expression carry with them a world of personality and belief. And I don't get that from you. I've seen ALL of this before except through their expression and examples- I could tell they honestly believed in what they said. You? It's blatant you're just a parrot squawking back what you think will get you a reward.

Aside from Hero Hei, I have never believed this more than I have with you: I could reduce everything you say down to 'RWBY bad' and lose nothing of value.

And that is why I disagree Anon. I don't think Floof is wrong about what he says. That implies he said anything and not that he's just the echo of other people. I don't give credit where it's not due.

[trashcatsnark]

johnny sitting by v's bedside after they've both returned from mikoshi because she hasn't recovered as fast as him. just watching her chest rise and fall with every breath she takes, tracing the tattoo he had gotten her and feeling her pulse just underneath his fingertips, seeing her facial expressions twitch the slightest bit every now and then and getting his hope up that she might finally wake up and open her eyes to return to him.

because everyone knows these two would have some sort of "separation anxiety" after literally sharing a brain, and now when johnny can't even talk to her or anything makes it so much harder. and it's not like he has a lot of people to turn to either. the closest one would probably be kerry but our boy is emotionally constipated and the only one who even knows some of his feelings is currently in some sort of medical coma that no one is sure she even will make it out of.

so he sits there by her side for however long it will take for her to wake up, sometimes forgetting to eat and shower for days because he gets caught up in thoughts about "what if's".

he knows there's a possibility that she won't wake up, no matter how hard he tries to suppress the thought, and he still feels obligated to at least be there for her when she takes her last breath if it comes to that.

but ultimately he wants to be there when she returns to the land of the living to show her that they both manage to do the impossible: saving both of them.

AHHHHHH, YOU ANONS COME INTO MY HOUSE AND MAKE ME CRY LIKE THIS?????? THE NERVE !!!!! IM SO THANKFUL 

He would though, he’d cling so desperately to V’s side, and just not wanna leave them at all. I imagine, hopefully, Kerry would try to coax him out, try to tell him someone else will watch over V, just cause he’s fucking worried man. But Johnny refuses, so Kerry is like okay, I’ll sit with you then, helps talk to Johnny, play a tune, keep him company, tease him for being smelly, maybe coaxes Johnny to shower because hey he’s here, he’ll yell if anything changes, and you really want V to wake up and smell you before they see you, man?

And Kerry is totally emotional over V too, like dont tell me not everyone is emotional about V, and might use Johnny showering as an excuse to talk to a sleeping V about how worried he is that they wont wake up, and how thankful he is for all they did for him, he’s not crying you’re crying. 

I also plan on this in my fic and just feel it it could happen in general, V waking up and seeing Johnny there, clinging to him immediately and no matter what just them immediately falling into each other. And maybe V tries to tease him just a bit like “oh, figured the second you were back in your body you’d be living it up, doing blow off some strippers ass or something.” and he knows they’re joking, trying to cover up just how much they need him, how happy they are that he’s here, he can feel that truth in just how tightly they’re holding onto him and burrowing into him desperately. And he just tells them, “C’mon now, really think I’d abandon my girl/boy like that?” which just makes v melt all the more. 

Also sorry this response was kinda late and may have gone off track, halfway through i had to go check on one of our horses and lost my entire train of thought by the time i got back in. 

[korra-the-red-lion]

Unnatural Affairs. Chapter 5: Killer Moves, Dude.

(Lyn)

I sighed deeply through my nose as I handed in my test. I legit have no idea how I did on it. Religion in Pop Culture was a fun class, but some of the material was challenging. I mumbled my thanks to the prof and hefted my bag over my shoulder as I headed out.

It’s been nearly 3 weeks since the shower incident. No other freaky shit had happened, so I guess it was just a hideously stupid prank. Our guess was it was one of the other teams just playing a prank on us, or the women’s soccer team. We were the only ones who would have been in the locker room at that time.

Still, the whispers and the strange looks were starting to get on my nerves. I normally would argue that I was an easy-going kind of person, but this kind of attention had made my mood sour as of late.

“Why the scowl, Lyn-Lyn?”

I glanced over when Loryn bumped hips, finding a little smile on her face.

“Just finished writing a test and heard yet another ‘bet they’re gonna lose the banner again’ whispers,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I swear, these people are making me want to commit bloody murder.”

“Aw, don’t let them get to you,” said Loryn, wrapping her arms around mine, “they ain’t worth it.”

“I know, I know. It’s just hard, you know?”

Loryn nodded. “Yup, totes. But seriously, Lyn, I have a good feeling about this year. I feel like barring any extreme accidents, we’re gonna kick Turner’s ass this year and win that banner.”

I finally cracked a real smile. “Loryn, you know you’re awesome, right?”

“I mean, obviously. That’s why everyone loves me,” she said with a cheeky grin.

I snorted, the tension finally leaving my body. I said goodbye to Loryn, who was heading to her next class as I headed to the pool to teach swim lessons.

Loryn was one of those people who just knew how to get under my skin, in a good way. We were frosh together, and ended up in the same res. When we both showed up for the rookie week, we had a good laugh about the coincidence and because fast friends. Loryn came from a family of four girls, which according to her meant she was ‘a-mazing at dealing with conflict’ and it was hard to bring her mood down. She was planning on going to school after this to become a middle school teacher, which I thought was awesome. I was lucky to have a good friend in her, because my first year here was… well, let’s just say I was going through some stuff.

I pulled off my shirt as I walked into the AC, waving to Hassan, who was working at the desk today. He was a really sweet guy on the Badminton team, and admittedly I used to have a huge crush on, so every now and then I liked to tease him when I went by.

He grinned as he waved back, and I snickered as I bounded down the stairs to head into the locker room. I could hear all the kids chatting and messing around in there as I punched in the password to the swim team’s locker room. Those sounds always brightened my mood, and by the time I was done changing, my mood was pretty much back to the usual Lyn Hart standard.

I stepped onto the pool, laughing as a couple of the kids immediately ran to my side. Hunter, Joy, Kevin and Morgan loved me and always raced over to tell me about their days or whatever else crossed their minds. I sat down on the pool edge as they all spoke over each other to be heard, and eventually I had to settle them down so I could start the lesson.

I hopped into the pool and demonstrated the skills they needed to learn for this week’s lesson. I always loved getting in with them and showing them how to do it right. Too often do I see the other instructors standing on the pool deck, not really engaging in teaching. I get it, it’s not for everyone, but sometimes it’s not about you, it’s about the kids. Some of these kids…swim practice is their escape, they need this. If you aren’t there to be supportive, then why are you here in the first place?

The lesson went by so fast, and it was time for our practice. I said goodbye to the little guys and quickly threw on my cap and goggles. Time to get this underway.

XXX

“Lyn?”

I looked up from my laptop bleary eyed. Kerry pulled out a chair and sat down next to me. “Yeah? Wassup?”

She sighed as she leaned back, pulling her leg up on the seat. “I know this is going to sound so utterly stupid, but I’m nervous about the meet this weekend. I just haven’t been in a great head space recently, and with all the drama surrounding us and Gunner, I guess I’m just feeling overwhelmed.”

“Hey,” I said, reaching over and taking her hand in mine, “that is not stupid at all. Don’t ever think how you feel is stupid, got it?”

Kerry gave a lopsided smile. “Thanks, Lyn.”

I smiled in return. “Always. Now, did you tell Emma about how you felt? Or Andrew?”

“No,” she shook her head. “I will, yeah. Just…I wanted to talk to someone else about it first. It’s one of those things where you know that once you talk to someone is like ‘oh, why’d you take so long to say something?’ but still take your time.”

“I totally get that. I tend to keep things all bottled up until it just explodes out, you know? Loryn is the only one who knows how to get it out of me. Remember at the Halloween Bash last year when I finally lost my shit and decked Frankie across the chin?” I shook my head in shame.

Kerry chuckled. “I have to admit though, Frankie deserved it. He was being such a dick.”

I smirked, thinking back to that night. Frankie probably did deserve it but resorting to physical violence was something I should avoid in the future.

All of a sudden, Matt popped out of nowhere. It was like he was using his twin sense to find Kerry. Honestly, it was cute. Kerry seemed to be the more sensitive of the two on the surface, but in reality, it was Matt. He was constantly checking in on Kerry and would seriously drop anything to make sure she was okay. Kerry and Gunner were in an on again off again relationship for the past 6 months, and clearly his drug incident was bothering her a lot more than she was letting on. Matt walked over and plopped down on the table.

“Did I miss anything important?”

“I was admitting to my undying love to your sister, and we’re running away together after the swim meet tomorrow to move to Calgary,” I said seriously. Kerry nodded solemnly beside me.

Matt rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out. “How are y’all feeling about it, anyhow?”

I shrugged. “I mean, the first meet of the season. Feeling a little nervous, but otherwise same as always.”

“Ah, the Stonewall Lyn is coming back out to play, huh?”

“I hate it when you call me that,” I said with a whine, slumping onto the table. “It’s not like I’m impenetrable.”

“No, that much is obvious,” said Kerry with a smirk. Matt burst into laughter as my ears got hot. I reached over and squeezed Kerry’s arm, causing her to jokingly squeal in pain.

Someone yelled at us to shut up, and we all quieted down guiltily. Sometimes I forget that you still had to be quiet in the library. Matt slipped off the table and pulled out his own laptop, and the three of us decided to do our homework together.

XXX

My head burst through the water as I took a breath. I could barely hear them all shouting at me to go faster, that I was only close behind Sophie LeBlanc from Turner University. We both hit the wall and I pushed off, kicking hard. I could see in the corner of my eye that we were neck and neck for the final 25 meters. Sophie was faster than me, but I had more endurance. The 200 Fly was where I shined. My hands smacked against the wall and I immediately looked up to check the clock. A huge grin broke out on my face when I saw the number 1 next to my name. Sophie smiled at me and I reached over the lane rope to give her a hug.

“Good swim,” I huffed out.

“You too,” she breathed heavily.

I pulled myself out and shakily walked over to where the team was waiting, clapping me on the back. Maddie handed me my towel and I listened to Coach Jacob point out some things I did well and things I could work on, nodded when I needed to. He clapped me on the shoulder and sent me to the warm down pool.

I hopped in and swam a couple of laps lazily, to get that lactic acid moving out of my system. I stopped at the wall and watched Kerry swim her 50 Breast, cheering as she hit the wall for a turn. Despite her initial nerves, she was on fire this meet.

I swam back to the other end of the warm down pool and jumped out. I quickly threw on my swim parka and sweatpants, not wanting to get cold. The relay was the last event, and I needed to be ready to swim the Fly sprint. I walked over to where Emma, Maddie, and Tammy were, getting each other pumped up.

Emma huddled us together and closed her eyes. “Alright, you psycho bitches, we’re going to kill this relay. We’re not going to let Turner or Francois step all over us this year. You girls are seriously some of the best people I’ve ever had the joy of swimming with. Wolves on 3. 1, 2, 3!”

We all shouted “WOLVES” and hurried over to the starting block. Maddie chucked all her stuff into the box behind the timer’s chairs and waited for the whistle blow before hopping into the water. A jolt of nervous energy shot through my system as the buzzer went off, and so did the swimmers. I tossed all my stuff off too and slapped my arms and legs as part of my good luck ritual. I spared a glance over at Sophie, who gave me a cheeky smile before getting settled herself.

Maddie was fast approaching the wall, and Tammy was raring to go. She dove in the second Maddie’s fingertip brushed the wall, her form as beautiful as always. I shouted with the others as loudly as I could, before getting onto the block myself. Tammy was slicing through the water, looking as awesome as she did. I know she was exhausted from her 50 Breast swim from earlier, but it didn’t show at all as she kept pace with the others. Tammy’s hands slammed into the wall and I dove in, kicking as hard as I possibly could and fell into a mad rhythm, trying to keep pace with Sophie and Megan from Francois University. My lungs were screaming for air by the time I hit the wall for my turn, and I took a quick breath. My body was already in agony from my earlier swims, but I had to push through that for them. I hit the wall hard and Emma dove in. Maddie helped me out as I struggled to catch my breath. Emma was already halfway down the pool when I got out, trying my best to cheer for her despite my lack of oxygen. Kim Hawks from Turner was one of the best freestyle sprinters in the province, and while Emma was good, she wasn’t as good as Kim. I just hoped that we did enough to stay in the race.

Emma slammed her hand against the wall, and we all looked at the timer on the wall, holding our breaths. Turner popped up in the number 1 spot, unfortunately. But Mount Seamus showed up in the number 2 spot right after and we cheered. Maybe it wasn’t first, but yeah, beating Francois felt pretty damn good. We helped Emma out of the pool and held each other for a minute. I could feel the pride oozing off of us, and that was amazing. The points all mattered in the end, but right now, we did good.

XXX

Mondays after a swim meet were always the hardest. You were exhausted and spent the whole Sunday evening catching up on any work you were behind on. The only thing nice about them was morning practice was cancelled.

I yawned my whole way through my Asia World History course, even though it was one of my favourite classes. It was just hard when you were as tired as I was. I was just lucky since I did the readings ahead of time, because I know my notes were total garbage today.

Professor Gorgens told me I did an awesome job this weekend as I left class, and I gave him a warm smile. The guy was a bit of an egotistical jerk sometimes, but he did care about his students and made an effort to keep up with how the athletes were doing.

The food hall was a little quieter today, as students were frantically studied for their first batch of tests or they were just getting sick of the food already, which does happen. I yawned as I grabbed a couple of the premade sandwiches and some of the less questionable fruits. I didn’t really feel like eating inside right now, so I lumbered outside.

I sat down under the big tree, taking small bites out of my sandwich as I read through my textbook for my next class. It was just about October, and while it was starting to cool down, it was still nice enough out to enjoy the weather.

It felt like I was starting to doze off when I heard someone say my name. I looked up groggily and saw Ally waving to me.

“Oh, hey, Ally,” I said. “How have you been?”

Her eyes flickered to the tree uneasily before looking back at me. “Oh, good! I just finished writing my first midterm and have another one tomorrow. So, just been a little busy. How about you?”

I shrugged. “Good. Busy with swimming and school, so the usual.”

I’m not sure what was going on with Ally, but she kept looking up at the branches with some obvious discomfort. I looked up as well, wondering if there was an animal or something, but I didn’t see anything out of the norm. I looked back to her, and when we made eye contact, she gave me a tight smile.

“Is there…is there something wrong?” I asked hesitantly.

Her smile tightened even more, and she shook her head. “Nope, nothing is wrong. Why would you think there’s something wrong?”

Uh, okay. That was weird. I frowned and said, “Well, because you’re all wound up about something.”

“Am I?”

“You seem to be.”

She made a popping sound with her mouth. “I see. Well…this is going to sound so strange, so don’t judge me please, but I don’t like the vibes from the tree.”

I stared at her blankly before nodding. “Yeah, okay. That makes sense.”

“It does?” She sounded genuinely surprised.

“Yeah, totally.” I stood up, brushing my butt off and walking away from the tree. “According to the history of the school, this tree was planted on an old mass grave. It freaks a lot of people out because of that, but I always found it a nice spot to sit.”

Ally’s face paled as she took in the tree entirely. I don’t think I totally understood what was bothering her, but I gently pushed her away until the colour returned to her face. Whatever it was about the tree bothered her, and I was going to respect that.

“Does that bother you?” I asked as I continued to lead her away.

Ally gave a slow nod. “I…it just makes me uncomfortable, that’s all. I didn’t realize that there were so many buried skeletons at this school.” She tried to look over at it one last time, but I placed my hand on her face and directed her attention to me instead.

When our eyes connected, Ally made a strange face as her cheeks turned red. I know sometimes my stare can be pretty intense, according to the several people on the team who told me, so I dropped my hand and looked away slightly.

“Sorry, I just didn’t think you should be looking at the tree if it was freaking you out that much, you know?” I said with a grin.

“Oh, uh, yes!” Ally composed herself and nodded firmly. “Thank you for that. Sometimes I just get into my own head and it’s hard to get out of there.”

“Anxiety can be a bitch,” I said with sympathy.

“You don’t even know the half of it,” she said with a small chuckle.

I walked with Ally to her next class, just wanting to make sure everything was all good before I headed to mine. Some nice-looking guy with a small scar on his eyebrow was waiting for her when we got there, and I waved goodbye to her as I walked down the steps. Ally seemed more adjusted to the student life than last time I spoke to her, which was good. I was glad that she was making friends and finding herself a nice routine to fall into.

I was just about to dash to my class when I realized I left all my things under the tree when I made Ally leave. I ran over and gathered all my things quickly, sparing one last glace at the branches before leaving.

Maybe it was the trick of my eye, but it did kind of look like there was a shadow. I blinked and looked again, only to see the clear sky through the branches. Huh.

XXX

Practice was an easy affair today. Coach Jacob liked to give us one easy day after a meet, something we all appreciated. Plus, he started the day off with great news.

“Gunner is allowed to compete again!” he announced before any of us got into the water.

Several people cheered and Kerry gave him a small peck on the cheek. Gunner looked embarrassed but determined. He apologized to all of us for his behaviour this summer and that he was going to make it up to us.

Jackie reached over and patted his shoulder. “Hey, it happens to the best of us, Gunner. My sister fell in with the wrong crowd and ended up needing rehab. The important thing is that you got clean.”

Gunner brushed away tears and gave her a hug, which caused a huge group hug. I was happy for him, really. Sure, he made a mistake. But you’re supposed to be allowed to learn from those mistakes and grow from them. He was lucky to have such a good support system, because not everyone did. Coach Jacob rubbed his head and told everyone to get into the water and to stop being so sappy. A few of us laughed as we broke up the hug and did as we were told.

It was about halfway through practice when Jackie hopped out of the pool to run to the bathroom. Normally Coach Jacob hated when we did that, but I think he was in a good mood today, so he let it slide. He read through the next set and we got to work.

It wasn’t until we were finished with the set that I noticed Jackie hadn’t returned. That was really strange. I think other people noticed too, because I saw some heads swiveling as they looked for her. Jackie’s lane partner Tammy said under her breath, “What’s taking her so long? Did her tampon get stuck or something?”

I said I’d go see what was going on and pushed myself out of the pool. I padded lightly into the locker room and called out her name, only to get no response. I felt my heart speed up a little, as I felt a pit of concern growing in my stomach.

I walked into where the bathrooms were and knocked on all the doors. Still nothing. Maybe she just had to race home for something? I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling, however. That wasn’t like Jackie at all. She always made sure to let people know where she was going, even if it was a sudden situation change.

My heart was pounding loudly in my ears now as I called out again and still got nothing in return. I shuddered as I walked towards the locker room, feeling a sudden chill. I shakily punched in the combination and opened the door to where our lockers were located.

I couldn’t help but shriek when I saw Jackie lying on the floor in a puddle of blood. She groaned as I grabbed a towel and shoved it against her stomach, where it looked like someone had cut her with something. She opened her eyes and tried to say something, but I shushed her.

“Jackie, sweetie, don’t say anything right now,” I said, trying to keep the panic from my voice. “You need to lie very still, okay?”

She gave the teeniest of nods as her eyes lost focus again. I heard someone running into the change room, most likely responding to the sound of my scream.

I move the door with my foot so the worst of the scene is hidden from view. “Don’t come in!” I shouted.

“Lyn, what’s going on?” That was Loryn.

“Jackie’s been hurt, she needs medical attention ASAP.”

I heard Loryn swear loudly. “Lyn, my phone is in there!”

“Use the phone on the deck or upstairs!” My voice cracked with fear as the blood seeped through the towel. I grabbed another one and applied pressure on the wound, praying that it would slow down or stop. Jackie was looking very pale, and her breathing was shallow.

I forced myself to look away for a second, knowing I was getting tunnel vision. The lockers were all open and the light overhead was out. There were huge gouges in the wall that looked like they were trying to spell something, but I was not in the right head space to even try and read it right now.

The door opened and Coach Jacob stood in the doorway, taking the scene in. He went very pale and had to lean against the wall to keep himself upright.

“I-is she…?”

I shook my head. “Breathing, alive for now. She needs to get to the hospital, now.”

He nodded shakily. “They’re on the way. Loryn…she called.”

Thank God for Loryn. She was good a keeping calm under pressure. I looked down at Jackie and breathed a little easier when I saw that this towel hadn’t soaked through. I have no idea who did this to her, but they couldn’t have gotten too far. I felt like crying so bad right now, but the tears just wouldn’t come out. It was like my body knew what it needed to do right now, and crying was not it.

I refused to leave Jackie’s side until the paramedic gently removed me from the scene to ask some questions. I answered them the best I could, but I honestly had no idea what happened. I thought it was a stab mark at first, but as I thought about it a little bit more, I couldn’t get the visual of claw marks out of my head.

XXX

I sat on the hospital bed, my guts tied up into a nervous knot. I had to be brought in because I went into shock after I- well, after it. I checked my phone and paused when I saw that I missed a call from home. That was something unusual. Honestly? I didn’t feel like dealing with that right now, so I just swiped the notification off. If they couldn’t be bothered to leave a voice mail, then I can’t be bothered to call them back.

There was a knock at the door. I looked over as Loryn, Kerry, and Matt poked their heads in. I smiled weakly as they shuffled into the room. I took Loryn’s hand into my own as she sat down on my bed. Matt pulled over another chair and him and Kerry sat down next to the bed.

“Is…Jackie…?” I croaked, unable to get the words out.

Loryn nodded slightly. “Jackie is okay. She needed some serious stiches and won’t be able to compete for the rest of the season. Jacob and Robin are with her while they wait for her parents to arrive.”

I sighed in minor relief. “At least she’s okay. Um…did they find anyone?”

“They claim that they found a guy wielding a knife,” said Matt. “But Lyn, I’m not too sure about that. Why would some random guy attack a student in the locker room?”

That was my thought too. Also, I swear it was claw marks. They were straight across, not stabbed in. The thought of Jackie lying on the floor flashed in my mind and I had to squeeze my eyes shut as I waited out the wave of nausea. Loryn squeezed my hand as I struggled to control myself.

“Did they give you anything?” she asked quietly.

I shook my head slowly. “No, I refused.”

“Why’d you refuse?”

“I didn’t want to be drugged up if something happened to Jackie…”

There was a tense silence in the room. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything else, so I directed my attention to the window. The ticking of the clock sounded incredibly loud as time passed by. The IV pump I was connected to chugged along as it pumped some fluids into my body. I could hear Kerry sniffling in her chair, unable to say the words she needed to hear. It was like my brain was shutting down, unable to process what had happened.

Poor Jackie didn’t deserve this. Not that anyone did, but Jackie was such a sweet person. She would give you the shirt off her back if you asked and would then give you even more. This was a random attack, but why? The why was bouncing around, giving me a headache.

I felt Loryn reach over and brush her thumb against my cheek. I looked at her confused as to why she did that, then I realized I was actually crying. I don’t cry often; it just wasn’t something I did. I began to tremble and completely lost it when the three of them gave me a tight hug.

I cried and cried until I couldn’t anymore.

[twistedsinews]

Cyberpunk 2077: V

V [Background: Nomad] [Skillset: Infiltration, Sharpshooting, Explosives] [Fandom: Cyberpunk 2077]

V grew up in the badlands, and managed a pretty happy childhood under the stars.  Her mother was cityfolk, left the nomad life when V was still quite a young kid to return to it, and V never heard from her again.  She was subsequently raised by her father and grandmother, among the rest of the family.

She landed in Night City almost completely by chance.  It was survival.  It could have been any city; it happened to be this one.

She and Jackie hit it off almost immediately.  Almost, because she had her doubts after he came clean about how he planned to fuck her over on the smuggling deal, but he also came through by saving her ass when she wandered off to have an eventful up close and personal in her first couple of days of city life.

After that, they were fairly inseparable, socially and professionally, as they climbed their way up through the merc world.  Along the way, V gained a reputation for honesty, integrity, and speaking her mind.  Most people think she can't lie, but really that just makes it easier on her when she does.  She also tends to ask a lot of questions, which sometimes puts clients off, but she's not known for gossip - she just wants to know what she's getting into.  She can read people pretty well.

She doesn’t have a whole lot of chrome.  Never had the money for it, and most of what she’s managed in the early days was second rate.  But she makes good use of what she has.

She has a habit of scavenging.  Sometimes directly off marks, sometimes just what she finds in the field or after a firefight.  She has quite the collection of junk she's acquired, and she doesn't see thieving as dishonorable.  I’m pretty sure there have been times when she and Jackie were shaking someone down for a job and she was just leaving it to him while flitting around taking whatever struck her fancy.

Even after years, she still finds life in the city beyond strange at times, and she's always happy to connect with other nomads.  She misses the stars the most.  But she was mostly content with what she built.  She has a love of stimulation - adventures, vistas, music, dancing, experiences - and there's always something new to try in Night City.  She also has her city family: She, Jackie, and Misty eventually landed themselves in a sorta stable relationship between the three of them - even if V tends to wander at times - and she gets on well with Jackie's mother, Vik, and T-Bug - the latter being hard won, but they developed their own rapport and they connected well enough V still considers her a friend.

Jackie and T-Bug's deaths changed everything, including her attitude.  She lost the happiness spark.  She drifted apart from Vik and even further from Misty and Jackie's mom.  In a lot of ways, she shut down.

And that's not even taking into account having her mind partially overwritten by a virtual ghost half-insane she only half understands, half the time.  Though eventually she did bond with Silverhand.  It was surreal - in that he isn't and yet he is very real - but she managed.  He lost everything, and so did she.

Although she did make new friends after, she also held herself apart from everyone else emotionally.  Difficult, as she has a particular weakness towards being alone.  She feels like she gets Takemura, would even like him... except he's still the enemy.  She's a little unnerved by Panam, not because they don't get along but because they share so much in common yet Panam still has her everything.  Judy... comes across as oddly young to her, although they're unlikely that far apart in age, and V is a little protective of her as a result.  She's not sure if she's friends with Kerry or if that's just Johnny's influence, but she does like him even if he's a bit strange and it's kinda neat hanging out with a rockstar.  She finds River sweet despite the badge and kinda likes him back, but she feels like that way lies misery and doesn't want to put him through that; plus she's not sure she could offer the kind of stability he seems to be looking for even if her life wasn't in a weeks past dead boyfriend/estranged girlfriend snarl.

All things told, I'm pretty sure she's made a pass at: Jackie, Misty, Vik, T-Bug, Johnny Silverhand, Takemura, Rogue, River, Panam, Saul, Claire, Placide, Kerry, and... others... I'm sure I'm forgetting.  Though I imagine she was mostly only teasing with Johnny.

I don't know which ending is canon for her.  They all make sense in different ways.

Sadly I have yet to take screengrabs, but blurry CC photo shall do well enough:

I half suspect her name is in fact simply Vee.

[sephiwhore]

Ok but literally all the cyberpunk oc questions? LETS GO CHOOM!!! -thosetwistedtales

Bet you didn’t think I’d actually do it >:3 Okay well I technically didn’t, I did skip some of them cause I couldn’t think of anything, I’d already answered it, or the answer was just “no”.

Without further ado I present, All The Questions about Tess, answered under the cut!

— BASICS

full name: Tess Valere

birthday: She has no idea, and for most of her life she didn’t even know birthdays were a thing

gender and pronouns: Female, she/her

nicknames or aliases: V (obviously), her surrogate brother called her Tessa

sexuality: a big ol bisexual

ethnicity: a big ol white girl

affiliations [corporation/gang/themselves/etc]: she grew up on the streets of Heywood, so certain Valentinos would help her out now and again. She’s nowhere near loyal to them, but she’ll try to avoid killing them during jobs

what languages do they speak?: English, conversational Spanish, and she knows a handful of Japanese words

— PERSONALITY

alignment: Chaotic Good, but she dabbles in Chaotic Neutral

color(s) you associate with them: cyan and black and after Johnny comes into her life, red

theme song: Unbreakable by Fireflight

what heavenly virtue would you assign them? Humility

what deadly sin would you assign them? Wrath

what is their biggest strength? Sheer fucking perseverence, mostly fueled by spite

what is their biggest fear? Losing the people she loves, because throughout her life those have been few and far between and she’s lost a good number of them

what is their biggest weakness? Again, the people she loves

are they confident in their abilities? Oh you bet your ass she is, so confident that she stormed Arasaka Tower with nothing but her revolver and her cyberdeck

what is their opinion on cybernetics? They’re a necessary evil. Her brother dealt with cyberpsychosis so in a way she resents cybernetics, but she also knows that you won’t get far as a merc in Night City without a few implants

do they have a good sense of humor? Yes, very dry and sarcastic

how do they cry? When she cries it’s either from rage or panic, very little in between

how do they laugh? Quite subdued, usually the most you’ll get out of her is a hearty chuckle. Very rarely does she go into a full laughing fit

do they smoke? She started smoking after Johnny popped up in her head cause she felt bad for his situation (after she stopped hating him anyway) and figured she could give him this one thing. And now she smokes like a chimney.

do they drink? She’s been dealing with alcohol dependence and borderline alcoholism for half of her life

what kind of drunk are they? As she drinks more it progresses from pretty chill, then VERY affectionate, and then Fightey

do they take any drugs? She knows how she is with alcohol so she avoids drugs like the plague

— COMBAT

preferred weapon: For close/mid-range, a nice beefy revolver (Overture) or Johnny’s Malorian. Long range, a sniper rifle.

combat style [stealth/melee/brute force/etc] Depending on the environment, it’s either stealth with a silenced pistol and lots of quickhacks, a John Wick style headshots-galore shootout, or sniping from a distance

primary stats [ex: intellect] Intelligence and Reflexes

biggest weakness in combat: She sometimes forgets to watch her back, and tends to ignore injuries and see the fight through when retreating would probably be the best course of action

threaten or charm? Depends on the target, she’s great at both

lethal or non-lethal? For corpos, the more malicious gangs (Tygers, Animals, 6th Street), or anyone who has hurt innocents, full lethal. If she’s just infiltrating a warehouse full of workers, non-lethal

leave quietly or send a message? She sends a message WHILE leaving quietly

strategy or improvise? Improvise

— APPEARANCE

hair style and color [is it natural? do they change it a lot?] She has synthhair so she can change the style and color at will (I have no idea if that’s how it actually works but I say it is) but she usually sticks to come kind of short sideshave/undercut in some shade of blue.

eye color: Natural eye color is green, but she usually has black scleras with a red circle

height: I had her at 5’8 until yesterday when I realized ya know what, I want a tall girl. So she’s 6 feet.

describe their body type: Skinny, small tiddies, but still fairly curvy

describe their style: Dark colors, leather jackets, lots of boots (also Johnny’s tank top and aviators)

do they wear makeup? Very smudgey eyeliner. Her upper lip is tattooed black and she usually leaves the bottom one bare

tattoos? any significant ones? Lots of tattoos that I haven’t figured out yet, except fir a modified version of the Valentinos neck tattoo, the V being to honor her brother Ven (she took on the name V to honor him too)

scars? Random ones here and there from random gunshots, stabbings, and other work-related injuries

piercings? A bunch that I can’t remember off the top of my head

cybernetics? Gorilla arms, the charge jump ankle ones, eventually she gets synth lungs as a preventative measure cause of the whole smoking thing

— FAVORITES

favorite place in night city: The streets of Heywood because they’re home to her, despite all the awful memories growing up. After Johnny comes along, she starts to like high places, and she loves to hang out on the patio outside Kerry’s house

favorite tv show and/or movie: She loves horror movies, except ghost one cause she doesn’t believe in ghosts so she just finds them dumb

favorite vehicle. do they prefer cars or motorcycles? Vastly prefers motorcycles, she hasn’t really driven a car much since she was a teenager. Her favorite is Jackie’s Arch.

favorite food: She sees food solely as a source of fuel, she will eat whatever is easiest

favorite drink: Tequila

favorite song: Black Dog :3

favorite type of weather: She LOVES the rain (but the water kind, not the acid kind)

favorite radio station: Vexelstrom, and then Morro Rock cause Samurai :3

favorite pastime: Working out, shooting ranges, Jackie and Vik got her into occasional boxing

— RELATIONSHIPS

what are their parents like? what kind of relationship do they have with your character? She had no memory of her parents and assumes they’re both dead

do they have any other family members? what kind of relationship do they have? She has a “brother”, who she knew only as Vendetta (or V). He found her on the streets and took her in when she was 10, and raised her from then on until he “died” 12 years later. Their relationship was great, despite the fact that he was not a very nice person to everyone else but her. 

who is their closest friend? Of course Jackie, and then Kerry (and Johnny ofc)

who are their other friends if they have them? Nope! :D

what are their exes like? any significant ones? She’s never really had a serious relationship, mostly just flings and acquaintances-with-benefits

are they in a relationship? with who and how is it going? Johnny! And it’s uh. Well, ya know.

who are their enemies? She has a passionate hatred for whichever corpo makes cyberpsychosis medication, and for Max Tac cause she sees them as responsible for the loss of her brother. And of course Arasaka.

have they ever lost anyone important to them? Her brother, Jackie, Johnny

would they betray their own morals for their loved ones? Abso-fucking-lutely

have they ever sacrificed something for someone they care about? if so, what? In one of my two canons for her, she gives Johnny her body

— BACKGROUND

where did they grow up in night city? if not from night city, where are they from? The streets of Heywood, then in a shitty apartment in Heywood

how would you describe their childhood? Miserable

were they well-off, poor or somewhere in between when growing up? After Ven took her in, they did have an apartment but because he needed monthly baloperidol (cyberpsycho meds) injections, they were quite poor

what kind of education did they receive? The only real education she ever got was “how to shoot a gun”

what is the biggest lesson they learned growing up? Everything and everyone in the world is going to try its best to destroy you. Destroy it first.

what is their happiest memory? A few weeks after Ven took her in and and it finally hit her, this was real, she had a home, someone that cared for her, and she never had to go hungry again,

what is their most painful memory? Watching her brother, in the middle of a psychotic break, being gunned down. After that it would be saying goodbye to Johnny (in the canon where that happens)

have they kept any meaningful mementos from their past? One of the revolvers she owns was given to her by her brother, and all of her piercings and a couple of her tattoos were done by him so they’re mementos, in a way

is there anything they would change about their past? She would do anything to save her brother.

[nebula-plays-cyberpunk]

Unburden

pairing: Kerry Eurodyne x Male!V , Johnny Silverhand x Female!V word count: 5864 summary: V and Valley have a discussion and Valley and Johnny drink coffee sorta notes: Hello it’s me again. Back at it with another chapter. I love everyone who even glances at this fic tbh and I love you all. Also self reblog of chapter 1 too before this so :p

Play with Fire — 01 | . . |

AOO Link!

With some coaxing, Valley and V were ushered inside. The wind had picked up and it was getting far colder than V was prepared for. V’s face hurt but not as much as the ache in his heart at what he did to Valley. Valley walked and sat on the couch near the front door, her arms crossed tightly and motioning for V to sit. Kerry brought over a washcloth and cleaned his face off as he sat on the coffee table across from Valley. “Valley, by the way.” Valley muttered up at Kerry. Kerry raised an eyebrow back at her, glancing over at V. Johnny’s chuckle was the only thing that was heard. “Kerry.” Kerry replied back, looking V’s face over once more before walking away to grab an ice bag. “All right.” Valley stated, looking at V. “Spill.” Valley muttered lowly. V let out a small sigh, leaning his elbows on his knees.

“The big heist...the one that was supposed to make me rich and legendary, remember?” V asked, looking back at Valley who nodded. “Went to shit.” V started. “Got this ‘Relic’ that was so expensive, but things got fucked when Saburo Arasaka was killed by Yorinobu Arasaka and me and -” V stopped himself, the feeling nearly overwhelming him as he remembered even just the smallest thing about Jackie. Kerry walked back over with an ice pack and sat beside V. V sighed at the cool package against his face. Kerry made V hold the ice pack, giving his hand a gentle squeeze, staying for a moment longer, looking at V to tell him what to do. V shook his head and nodded. Kerry only nodded back, standing up and kissing his head and going upstairs. An unspoken understanding...Kerry had a long flight to get back a day early to surprise V. “Listen, the heist went to shit and Jackie died, okay?” V snapped, feeling the anger boil in his blood. Valley’s face quickly changed from the stoic look to a much softer one. V hated it. Didn’t want to feel sympathy. Spent nearly 8 months not letting it get to him...not letting himself really...V shook his head. “V.” Valley stated softly, making the knot in Valley’s chest tighten. V quickly grabbed hold of the bottle of Centzon and opened it, taking a long drink. When he opened his eyes, Valley had her own eyes shut. She hated it when he drank...but V needed it. Needed it anytime he talked about Jackie… “Shoved a biochip in my head that was considered the Relic, then was betrayed by my fixer and shot in the head.” V continued his explanation, taking another long drink from the bottle before Johnny grabbed the thing from him. “Hey!” V snapped, as Johnny walked around him and sat on the opposite end of the couch Valley sat at. “Woke up in a landfill.” Johnny began, closing the lid on the bottle. “With me in his head.” Johnny continued, placing the bottle down beside him. “Had to have some serious stuff done to get ‘im back to functioning...well, sort of functioning.” Johnny said, leaning back and spreading his legs out. “See, that Relic in his head saved his sorry ass from becoming worm food.” Johnny continued, obviously living off the attention he was getting. V rolled his eyes. “It saved me and then started killin’ me.” V grumbled back, pulling Valley’s attention back to him. “Biochip in my head had a personality construct on it. Which was Johnny Silverhand’s.” V stated, gesturing back at Johnny. Valley looked between the two, obviously confused. “So...you’re telling me that...that he’s like, legit, Johnny Silverhand.” Valley asked, pointing over at Johnny as he sat on the couch end opposite of her own. “Out of all the questions…” V muttered lowly, pulling the ice pack from his face before hissing from the cool air that hit it afterwards and putting it back on. “Technically, I’m a clone with my own construct put into it.” Johnny said helpfully from the sidelines. V sent a glare back at him while Valley chuckled. “See, the reason the biochip in V’s head was killin’ him was because when he got shot, he died, so the biochip thought V was just a corpse. So when V woke up, the biochip started killin’ all the good parts of him, brain neurons, functioning organs later on and so on.” Johnny shrugged casually. “Relic was gonna override his personality with mine...Started to slowly become one another until my construct had taken over fully.” Johnny continued far too casually for V’s liking. V glared back at him once more. Johnny rolled his eyes. “Hey, you’re obviously alive and well, so the story has a good ending.” Johnny snarked back when he caught sight of V’s face. V rolled his eyes, turning back towards Valley. “Johnny and I…” V began and stopped, thinking for a moment. “It was like our minds were touching.” V began to try and explain what had happened with Johnny. “He could see my memories and I could see his. He was like this little ear worm in my head; only thing was that I was the only one who could hear the fucker. Only I could see him. And the more time that went on, the more in control he seemed.” V explained uneasily, still feeling an urge for a cigarette, even now. “Took some pills to keep him from fully takin’ over, gave him the reins sometimes. He knew me and I knew him.” V shrugged, not even wanting to look over at Johnny. “Take a bullet for him.” V said, now glancing back at the man in question. It was soft and almost invisible, but V could see Johnny’s smile. Valley remained silent, simply watching the exchange. “Had to go through a bunch of fuckin’ hoops to get to anyone who could even remotely help me. Ended up getting in contact with Hanako Arasaka for some help.” V muttered. Valley let out a scoff, folding her arms and leaning back into the couch. V raised an eyebrow at her. “Got out of Arasaka’s lair only to be lured back in?” Valley asked with venom in her words. V rolled his eyes back at her. “What’d you have to do, V, sell your soul?” Valley snapped back, sitting up a bit to make sure he knew she was pissed. Always was good at making him feel guilty. “Almost.” V joked but quickly shut his mouth with the glare that Valley sent back. “All I had to do was not kill Yorinobu Arasaka when I got into Arasaka Towers to get into their mainframe which held a totally different construct that wasn’t even really a construct, that helped split Johnny and I up since the biochip was slowly taking over my body and I was slowly becoming him.” V explained thoroughly, yet quickly. It was nearly 5 am. He wanted to get some rest… “So, got that figured out, and Johnny gave me my body back-” “Not without you trying to beat my cyberdata ass to a pulp.” Johnny muttered from the side. V sent a stern glare back at him, indicating for him to shut up. Johnny rolled his eyes, putting up his hands defensively. “I was put back into my body, but I just couldn’t accept that this stupid fuckin’ rockerboy that had been in my head for nearly 2 months was gone.” V explained, glancing back at Johnny. “So, I spent the next 5 months finding out a way to save the both of us, since I was still dying at the time before we even got to the idea of cloning.” V continued explaining himself. Valley sat deadly quiet as she listened. “Came to me when I got in a street fight in Kabuki, tryin’ to just forget that I was still dyin’... Fought these two twins that had split their personalities into two bodies. Didn’t really have a twin, but the idea of clones came to mind...So I thought, why couldn’t I just create a clone? So I did...with a lot of people’s help.” V explained, feeling a little giddy at all that had happened. He saved himself, but most importantly, he saved Johnny Silverhand. “Created clones of me and Silverhand, switched out our engrams into the clones, bimbamboom, we’re both alive and, well, in bodies that won’t rot away. One’s that we both have our own control over.” V said with a small smile that quickly faded as he looked over at Valley. Valley was looking down at her hands. Her jaw tight, her mouth clenched shut, one of her legs was bouncing anxiously. “Why didn’t you call?” Valley asked, the question knocking the wind out of V’s high that he had from just thinking about his brilliant plan. Valley didn’t look up. V felt the knot in his chest move to his throat. “I didn’t want to worry you.” V muttered, rubbing the back of his neck hesitantly. Valley quickly looked up at him and glared. “Bullshit.” Valley snapped freezing V in his spot. “If you didn’t want to worry me, you’d have picked up your stupid fuckin’ holo...given me a fuckin’ lie.” Valley continued, suddenly standing up from her anger. “Hey Val, it’s been hella busy here, how’s it goin’, how’s life? I’m doin’ okay, just busy.” Valley snapped aloud, mimicking his own voice as she started pacing in front of the couch she had once been sat on. V looked down for a moment. “Val I-” “He was a fucking mess.” Johnny said aloud, stopping Valley from pacing and made both V and Valley look his way. “After Jackie died, all V did for a month was gig after gig after gig.” Johnny explained and V felt his skin crawl. “Didn’t take care of himself, ignored everyone’s calls, besides fixers givin’ him jobs. Only reason he knew about Jackie’s funeral was because his mom messaged V and told him that the funeral was on a certain day and then on that day, V finally picked up the holo.” Johnny explained, sitting up a bit, looking over at V. V could tell he felt a little bad about telling Valley all of this for V’s sake, but not as much as V would have liked him to feel. “Went to his funeral and started gettin’ his shit together. Started focusin’ on getting the chip out of his head and started figuring out how to do that.” Johnny shrugged, leaning back once more. Valley didn’t seem as pleased with the explanation...and why would she be. “How did…” Valley began, looking down for a moment before looking back over at Johnny. “Your minds touched and you both saw memories of the other…” Valley muttered aloud. “How...why didn’t you know who I was?” Valley asked, sounding pathetically sad. V felt the sharp intake of breath enter his nostrils. Johnny looked at Valley for a moment before glancing over at V. “There’s certain memories we both didn’t let the other see.” Johnny shrugged. “I didn’t show him certain memories of my past and he kept most of his childhood locked up pretty tightly.” Johnny explained truthfully. V looked back over at Valley hesitantly. Valley looked at Johnny before sitting back down on the couch. “I’m pretty sure I’d remember a pretty face like yours.” Johnny stated seriously, making V snap his head back towards him and glare as Johnny smirked and winked back at Valley. Luckily, V didn’t turn his head back to Valley before seeing Johnny get hit in the face with a pillow. V chuckled softly, looking back at Valley. Valley had the usual pink across her cheeks now, the one that always spread across her cheeks and nose from any kind of comment like Johnny’s, bringing out the dark colors of her freckles only seemed to grow in numbers from years in the sun. “I mean, you said that you both liked Samurai growing up, I just assumed that, you know, with the assumption I’ve been with V I could get with his sist-” Now V threw a pillow at Johnny. Light laughter filled the air as Johnny caught the other pillow. “Val, you’re welcome to the couch, Johnny, you’re welcome to fuck off.” V said, shaking his head, feeling the knots throughout him subside, even just for a moment. V stood up and walked towards the stairs. “I got a compromise.” Johnny said and V could already feel the comment coming as he stopped on the first step, looking back at Johnny. “Valley girl and I both get the couch and fuck off on-” Johnny said aloud before Valley quickly got up and grabbed a pillow, shoving the thing over his face. V shook his head as he watched V slowly suffocate Johnny with a pillow as he continued to laugh under it. V shook his head as he walked up the stairs. A thud made him look down at the scene. Johnny had grabbed the pillow and was now trying to suffocate Valley on the floor. “You got this Val?” V asked as he leaned against the railings. A moment of mumbling passed before Johnny let out a sharp hiss of pain, reaching for his junk and falling backwards. Valley rolled backwards and stood up, jumping just a little as she did. “Yup!” Valley called back up, giving him a thumbs up. As V turned, he could see that Johnny had gotten back up and went to tackle Valley, but V didn’t hear another thud when Kerry walked out of the bathroom and leaned over the railing. “It is now getting close to 5 am.” Kerry snapped, pulling everyone’s attention up to him as he leaned against the railing. “Listen, I’m an aging rockstar who needs his beauty rest, so please, would everyone, shut. The. Fuck. Up!” Kerry snapped. V only got a glimpse of Johnny flipping Kerry off and V doing the same, with Johnny holding onto the collar of Valley’s trenchcoat before Kerry grabbed onto V’s shirt collar. “And you-” Kerry snapped, pulling V into the bathroom. “I don’t think I said I was done with you.” Kerry purred as he closed the bathroom door behind him. 

***

Valley sat in a lawn chair looking out at the city. Her trenchcoat was wrapped tightly around her as her knees went up to her chest, trying to keep the warmth in. It was getting colder and V could see her breath as she sat in silence. The city never really ‘slept’, but at 6:30 in the morning, there was a lull about the neon city. Valley didn’t sleep. She rarely did whenever she had to come to Night City and despite V’s nice and safe and fancy penthouse, it didn’t help. Her mind was buzzing far too much. Her skin crawled, or maybe it was a shiver, Valley didn’t know the difference at this point. She never really felt at home in her own skin after all the shit that went down. Could only blow up and torch so many shitty places before feelin’ like the shitpile never ended. “Does it get any colder?” Valley flinched as a voice broke the semi-quiet atmosphere. Valley turned and looked at who was talking. Johnny Silverhand. Not just some impersonator, no, the real one. It was still a little baffling. The only good thing about V not mentioning / keeping Valley locked away in his memories from Silverhand was that he would 100% use most of her childhood teenage rebellion to tease her. Could honestly use most of her childhood to tease her. “Been dead for a good 50 years.” Johnny muttered aloud, now wearing what looked like an old Samurai jacket. Valley didn’t say a word regarding that. Didn’t need him knowing how obsessed she had become at one point with the band. “Still have that little piece of ice in Antarctica?” Johnny asked, plopping himself down in the lawn chair besides her. Valley raised an eyebrow at him, noticing the steaming mug in his hand. “Not the real thing.” Valley said, shaking her head, putting her feet down as he spread himself out. Seemed to be a trademark of his... “Have some artificial ice blocks up there they watch. Put new ones in recently, may be why it’s gettin’ so fuckin’ cold.” Valley shrugged, making sure her trenchcoat stayed tightly around her to keep the cold out. “This how you used to get girls back in the day, Silverhand? Talkin’ about the weather?” Valley teased back at him. “No,” Johnny said with a shake of his head. “But is it workin’?” Johnny asked playfully back, making Valley snort and shake her head. “Nope. Have to do a little better than askin’ about the weather.” Valley sassed back. “Plus, negative points for walking out here with only one cup of coffee and not two.” Valley pouted playfully back, keeping the fluttering in her stomach from spreading across her face at the look he gave back. Valley had seen some old footage of Samurai on stage and off stage and interviews and far too many other clips that she scoured the net for, but none had actually prepared her for seeing the real Johnny Silverhand in person and none would prepare her for how he looked at her like he could devour her in a minute. “V doesn’t drink coffee, and I’m not about to waste coffee with Kerry around. He’ll lose his fuckin’ head.” Johnny snarked back, taking an obnoxious sip of coffee after staring at Valley for a moment longer than she knew was appropriate. “Ahh, the expensive shit.” Johnny exclaimed aloud, making Valley glare back at him with a huff. “You know, princess, there is more on the pot inside.” Johnny said, kicking his feet up against the railing that was close to the lawn chairs. “Stay out of the armoury though.” Johnny warned playfully. Valley let out a groan as she stood up and stretched. She had been sitting in the shitty little lawn chair since V went to bed...or at least said he was. Valley got a little tired of hearing soft moans and went outside. Johnny had decided to take the couch anyway and despite sort of wanting to take him up on the offer to share the couch, she went outside instead. “Jesus, how much fuckin’ jizz do they have?” Valley grumbled, leaning back against the rail and popping her back. Valley shut her eyes at the sensation. Johnny snorted. “You want the honest answer? ‘Cause I can tell you how much both-” Johnny got out as Valley’s eyes snapped back open. “No!” Valley snapped, already walking towards the house. Johnny’s laugh was a lot louder than she would have liked. She knew he wasn’t kidding and she wasn’t about to hear the statistics of her brother and his lover’s cum to jizz ratio. Valley shivered at the thought as she got back into the house. Another little shiver ran up her spine from the warmth as she walked into the kitchen, making sure to avoid the armoury door like the plague and keeping her ears closed, deciding to hum quietly to keep her mind occupied. Valley went over and began opening cabinets before finding a mug she could use. Valley poured the near black liquid into the mug, smelling the roasted bean juice aroma and nearly laughing at her own stupid description of it. Valley took a sip and nodded, before turning to walk back outside. It was expensive. Well, Valley was used to cheap shit from vending machines, so this tasted like pure caffeine which was obviously a lot more expensive than anything Valley was used to. She’d be jumping off the walls in an hour. Maybe with it being expensive, that would keep her from needing to shit her guts out as well. Valley walked to her seat, slowing down as the sun was beginning to peek through the buildings. Something so eerily calm about seeing the sun blocked out by buildings compared to being woken up by how bright it was while on the road. It depended on where she was, but she remembered the Midwest with its open and deserted planes being extra bright. Usually stayed around there. That’s where it was most calm. Valley took a breath in as she continued walking. “Future reference, Silverhand.” Valley muttered, walking and shoving Johnny’s feet from the railing and walking to sit on the chair she had claimed earlier. Johnny sent a sharp look her way. “No matter what kind, just a plain black coffee for me.” Valley stated snobbishly as she sat down in her chair as eloquently as one could in a trenchcoat and tight jeans. “Good to know.” Johnny muttered aloud as Valley took a sip of the coffee once more, trying not to burn her tongue. “That mean we’ll be spendin’ more early mornings or late nights together?” Valley nearly choked. Johnny only chuckled lowly. “Hey, that’s not a yes or no. Didn’t you say that you and V liked Samurai? I’m just sayin’, princess, V has Kerry and you can easily have m-” Valley forced the coffee down as she tried not to choke on the hot coffee before reaching over and shoving him as hard as she could. To her delight, the lawn chair tipped over and down went Johnny Silverhand...and his coffee. Valley didn’t even try to hide the cackling that left her throat as she watched the expensive coffee spill onto the terrace. “Bein’ dead really has slowed down your reflexes, huh, Silverhand?” Valley snarked, watching as he glared back at her. Valley felt herself moving automatically as she stood up, already feeling some type of retaliation coming. “Need I remind you of Kerry’s expensive coffee?” Valley sassed as she began walking backwards as Johnny practically hopped up, staring back at her. “Would have if mine weren’t all over the fuckin’ ground.” Johnny muttered aloud, already walking towards her. Fuck it felt more like stalking. Valley kept one hand out in front of her as she continued walking backwards, taking another long drink of the coffee, hoping it would give her a jolt of energy. Valley turned and quickly walked around through the front door of the house. “I’m just tryin’ to teach you a valuable lesson, Johnny dear.” Valley snarked as she felt her heart flutter seeing how quickly he had caught up to her. “Mhm, and what’s that?” Johnny asked in a near growl. Valley bit her tongue as she stopped in her tracks, letting Johnny walk fully up to her as they stood just inside the house, the front door shutting behind Johnny. Valley kept the gulp from being visible as she looked at him. He was a lot taller than she was. Her optics said he was about 186 centimeters tall, while she knew she was 161 on a good day. Even with her combat boots, that only gave her an extra 5cm to her height, so it wasn’t that helpful. The way he looked at her was once again a factor of why she bit her tongue. Valley took in a deep breath. She wasn’t about to let any of that distract her from being an absolute shithead. Valley grabbed his jacket lightly and pulled him down, making sure to keep from being drawn in by how dark his eyes looked at the action...or in general. “Never let your guard down.” Valley nearly whispered before sweeping his feet from under him and stepping around him as he fell. “Oh, you are such a fuckin’ cunt.” Johnny snapped loudly as Valley turned, walking backwards towards the kitchen. “‘Course I am!” Valley chirped happily as he slowly got up, rubbing his back. “I have one so may as well be one!” Valley snarked, sticking out her tongue and winking at him. Valley could hear his chuckle and felt herself smile as she turned back around and walked into the kitchen area, drinking the rest of her coffee before putting the mug into the sink. “Val, do you ever sleep?” Valley turned, looking up the stairs and saw V slowly coming down them with an awful bedhead...and a large black eye. Luckily, his nose wasn’t broken...or at least too broke to fix that Valley could see. Valley felt a little bad...but only a little. Valley shook her head. “Nope! Not in this shithole of a city.” Valley chirped back up at him with a smile. V let out a sharp groan. “You look like shit.” Valley smiled cheerfully as Johnny walked into the kitchen, empty mug in hand, sending a sharp glare towards Valley. V rolled his eyes. At the comment, at Johnny, at all of it. “Yeah, well, someone decided that I needed the shit kicked out of me.” V muttered, walking over and grabbing a mug before filling it with coffee. “Hey, there’s a dishwasher for a reason.” V grumbled as Johnny tried to put his mug into the sink. “Both of you, there’s a dishwasher.” V grumbled, grabbing Johnny’s mug from his hand and grabbing Valley’s mug from the sink, waving the mugs at the both of them before putting them in the dishwasher. “Fuckin’ kids.” V muttered, pouring 2 creams and 3 sugar packets into the coffee. Valley nearly gagged at the concoction. “Hey dickhead, I’m older than you are.” Johnny snarked, leaning against the kitchen’s island. Valley could see the small cut on his cheek from where she had punched him. Plus she had elbowed Kerry Eurodyne in the face too. Man, she was just beating the shit out of everyone huh. V rolled his eyes back at Johnny. “Technically, you’re only a week old.” V snarked, sipping his coffee before grimacing and going back for more sugar. “Or a prehistoric creature, if you want to go by your birthday.” Valley said with a shrug, going over and swatting V from taking 5 more sugar packets from the little container of them. V huffed back at her, going for more sugar anyways. “Cybernetics can do so much, but - don’t drink that much sugar, it’s bad for you - but you look a lot better than most people who are nearly - V stop - 90.” Valley said, speaking to both V and Johnny as she practically climbed on top of V to stop his onslaught of sugar into his already too fucking light brown color it had disolved into. In spite, V simply opened the packets and dumped them onto his tongue. Valley let out an annoyed huff, crossing her arms at the action while V simply smiled. “Oh, so you know when my birthday is?” Johnny asked, bringing Valley’s and V’s attention over to him as he smirked back at Valley. Valley’s brows furrowed for a moment before she realized her mistake. So much for keeping it a secret how much she liked Samurai. She wasn’t good at keeping secrets. Wasn’t good at keeping a poker face either. Valley could already feel her cheeks warming up in embarrassment. “Come on now, leave the baby alone.” V sassed, gently pulling Valley into a side hug. “It’s hard meeting an idol and acting normal.” V said in a baby voice, making Valley quickly get out from his apparent loving side and punch him in his gut, making him bend over and grumble. “Y-you’re not-” Valley got out, feeling the heat in her face grow warmer as she sputtered out, looking back up at Johnny who looked far too fuckin’ smug. Valley let out a sharp huff as she smacked V upside the head. “Asswipe.” Valley muttered as V rubbed the back of his head, standing up and sharing the same stupid fuckin’ smug look that Johnny had as well. Maybe the two hadn’t gotten fully separated when they got their own personalities back. The idea made Valley want to fucking die if she had to deal with either of them in doubles. “Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping with an aging rockstar?” Valley snarked back at V. V looked over at Johnny and already she knew what was coming. “I already-” “Did, yeah fuckin’ yeah.” Valley muttered back, finishing V’s sentence for him. “Really spent far too fuckin’ long in each other’s mindspace, huh?” Valley grumbled, looking between Johnny and V. Two fuckin’ pals. “Wouldn’t wish that fate on anyone else, ‘specially you.” V said back sullenly with a shake of his head, looking down before looking back up at Valley and winking. Valley hit V’s arm as he laughed. “Plus, this dickhead gets hella annoying.” V said, looking back over at Johnny. Johnny rolled his eyes ever so dramatically. “Didn’t think I was annoyin’ enough to leave in Cyberspace though.” Johnny snarked back, folding his arms. V swatted towards him, his attention on the ringing of a holo. V suddenly stood up straight and gave both Valley and Johnny the ‘give me a second’ finger wag before walking over and into his armoury. “Still has the fuckin’ Corpo trainin’ in him.” Johnny muttered disgustingly as he watched V. Valley snorted. “You ever see his Arasaka memories?” Valley asked. “Fuck, I remember callin’ him when he was at work once and nearly showed up in Night City to torch the fuckin’ Arasaka tower to get my brother back.” Valley said with a laugh. “And you say I’m not your idol.” Johnny said with his own laugh making Valley blink back at him and roll her eyes. “Come on princess, torchin’ the fuckin’ place is so 2023.” Johnny said with a slow smirk. Valley let her snort turn into a genuine laugh. The way he said it. How accurate it was. Fuck, Johnny Silverhand should have nicknamed himself Johnny Silvertongue with how stupidly witty the fucker was. Then again, seeing how he interacted with her, Valley knew it wasn’t a good idea to bring up that name change to him. V emerged from his armoury, looking stressed as he came and leaned against the island. “How’s the time off soundin’ now?” Johnny asked, looking at V with a sort of concern. V simply rubbed his temples, just between where his cybernetic implants were. Valley didn’t understand why he would get them once he got a new cloned body...Valley only then noticed the blue flower on his neck. A reminder...that’s why he had them do his cybernetic implants in the clone… “Johnny…” V muttered, shutting his eyes, exasperated by whatever he was exasperated about. “How hard-” “Don’t.” V didn’t even let Johnny finish his sentence before looking back up at him sharply. “Honestly, the hardest fuckin’ thing is to get mercs and solos and netrunners who actually want to do the work.” V muttered, rubbing his head quickly, messing up his hair before attempting to slide it back. Valley raised an eyebrow at him, hoping her non-verbal question was brought up. V looked at Valley and sighed. “Right…” V said, looking a little guilty. “Forgot to mention that I’m a fixer now.” V said, rubbing the back of his neck. Valley’s brows raised at that before she laughed with a smile. “Well fuck, finally.” Valley said with a smile. Valley could see V slowly untense. “I mean, I was kinda worried with ya having this huge idolization of, ya know, dying to become a legend, so like, this is so much better.” Valley said, reaching and touching his hand that lay on the island. “And from what I’ve heard just getting into the city, you seem to be a living legend anyway, so like, you becoming a fixer with a status of living legend? You’re probably hella busy.” Valley said with a smile that quickly spread to V. “I mean, don’t get me fuckin’ wrong, not calling me for 8 fuckin’ months is still hella shitty of you, but hey, at least you’re not dead!” Valley chirped, genuinely happy for V. All his life, V was a sort of lost puppy. When the two were growing up, V wanted to be a cyber-cowboy and run around catching bad guys, obviously. Valley wanted to be a horse. Luckily, as the two grew up, they grew out of those phases. Unfortunately, that meant actually wanting to do and be things in life. V never really knew but Valley did. Valley wanted to become a BD editor. She loved all of the BD’s she got her hands on, which wasn’t a lot since the clan moved around a lot to really find anything worthwhile. She tried a lot of different ways to get the rawest forms of BD’s she could to better understand how they all worked, to understand what could be done with them and what would be the best content. She found a lot of porn related ones, which was what everyone really liked. She thought more calming experiences were something that could actually help people relax, without the whole jacking off aspect. And one day she got the chance to see how a BD was made…Valley shoved the memories back as far as her mind would let her. V had wanted to be important in the Corpo life since the clan was slowly falling apart. Valley wanted to watch the world burn. Now V was a living legend and Valley had burned and torched a good part of the country. “Anything I can do to make it up to you?” V asked genuinely before he snapped his fingers and pointed towards her. “Actually, I have someone I want you ta meet.” V said excitedly. “Doubt she’s awake right now, but who knows…” V said, turning and walking back into the armoury. Valley raised an eyebrow, looking over at Johnny and gesturing towards the door. “Got a pretty good idea who he’s referrin’ to.” Johnny stated, looking amused. Valley stared back at him, watching as V walked out of the armoury with a smile. “You bring that shitty car of yours?” V asked, making Valley glare back at him, folding her arms before nodding hesitantly. “Great!” V said with a bright smile, turning and leaving the kitchen, walking over to the stairs. “Wait-who-what’s happening?” Valley asked, walking around the island and stopping at the bottom of the stairs as V seemed to leap up them. “We’re goin’ to the Badlands.” V said cheerfully as he left her sight. Valley stared up the stairs for a moment longer before looking back at Johnny, trying to get any explanation of things. “Only one person out there that I think V’d want you to meet.” Johnny said with a little chuckle. Valley stared back at him, waiting for an explanation she knew wasn’t going to be that explained. “Nomad with an ass almost as exquisite as yours.” Johnny said with a smirk, making Valley roll her eyes so hard she swore she could see the inside of her skull. “Her name’s Panam...and she’s…” Johnny said with a shake of his head. “She’s a Nomad.” And that was all that was explained to Valley. 

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Beetlejuice 12/18/2019

This will be long but this is a compilation of everything that stuck out to me about the show! Spoilers Obviously 

Who was in the cast:

Sophia Anne Caruso- Lydia

Alex Brightman- Beetlejuice

Kerry Butler- Barbara

Leslie Kritzer- Delia

Adam Dannheisser - Charles

David Josefsberg - Adam 

Act I:

The theater was GORGEOUS, the stage was beautiful, the music before the show was so good. The crowd was so excited, the ushers were so nice. It was just a wonderful experience before the show even started

Invisible started and I almost cried. Sophia is such an amazing singer, and hearing her sing live? She has so much power in her voice it gave me chills

I also liked looking through the ensemble and recognizing the cast members

The costumes were so stunning

The minute Beetlejuice arrived on stage everyone started clapping for a solid minute and he just waited there with a big grin on his face

OH MY GOD HIS SINGING was amazing

The sandworm was HUGE like I knew it would be big but it was literally huge

I was surprised that a lot of Beetlejuice’s jokes fell flat, they were hilarious

He said something along the lines of “I feel so out of place...like a gay republican”

I died

The MAITLANDS seeing them for the first time was so good!!! David plays an amazing Adam. Adam needs ot be protected at all costs, he is such a good husband

Barbara would do this low and growly voice during “Not Yet” and it was so funny. 

Beetlejuice just hanging around them before they died was very funny. He would have one liners that were just hilarious

When the Maitlands fell through the fucking floor boards, I knew it was gonna happen but like it still shocked me

THE SAD PUPPET SHOW

Literally five minutes after he found out there was a kid in the audience Barbara says “You give me the creeps” and he goes “Well you give me a boner!”

The whole being dead thing reprise was SO GOOD. It was so amazing to watch live

Charles is so much more RAUNCHY than I expected, very sex oriented lol but so blunt about it

LYDIA 

Can I just say that Sophia Anne Caruso plays teenage angst SO WELL. Like I 100% felt the sadness Lydia was feeling, it was so palpable

Just once more what the fuck did Lydia think was happening??? How dare she be surprised that they were moving. Like I love her but come on...

There’s a point during the scene where Lydia straight up gets this evil look on her face, starts giggling and goes up to Delia all innocently, trying to make it seem like this is hard for her to do and she’s breaking through. She does the whole “knock know” and when Delia said you don’t open the doors Lydia straight up started crying and said “I guess you’ll never know”

Dead Mom made me sob, Sophia has so much power when she is singing. There were points where Lydia would be near tears and it was so sad but so incredible. 

Fright of their lives was very funny. BUT THEY CHANGED THE KATHRINE HEPBURN joke. 

Adam is such a supportive husband

I also loved: “What are things that make you scared” and Adam goes “THE ELECTROAL COLLEGE! WHY DOES OHIO HAVE SO MUCH POWER” and Barbara deadass goes “Can I change my answer”

“WEll that was a soliloquy so you’re the rude one”

LETS HAUNT THIS BITCH

“No Reason” was also very funny, Delia tries so hard. This woman dabbed, did Fortnight dances, and just is a ray of sunshine. It’s just not what Lydia needs. Lydia was so savage during that song she took zero shits

Delia looked so upset when Lydia said “and good people die” It was very obvious she knew Lydia was talking about her mom, she went over to hug her but Lydia went under her arm

LYDIA MEETING THE MAITLANDS so adorable

Lydia telling the story about her mom. She looked so happy to have someone to talk to about it. 

“Every year me and my mom would build these haunted houses but it was during the summer so nobody was expecting it. One time she dressed up as the ghost of edgar allen poe! I thought she was so scary, but nobody knew who she was...because people don’t read.”

Also Adam is adorable, his dad joke made the whole audience groan

Lydia just needs to affection. She was like “I don’t have many friends...it’s nice to know I have you guys in the attic.”

Delia: “That was the most impressive rogering you’ve ever given me” Charles: “I’m very good at sex”

ICONIC

Charles proposing and Delia being so happy, so cute. But then Lydia runs in and Delia has to hide

LYDIA IS SO DRAMATIC. I’m talking she's fake fainting about the scary ghosts, collapsing to the floor. A+ performace, it was so funny

WHEN LYDIA FIND DELIA heart breaking. She was crying I just wanted someone to hug her. The Maitlands looked so concerned, Charles didn’t make any attempts to comfort her which kinda made me pissed at him because he was being very selfish. Also when Lydia cried, “I wish I was dead.” he didn’t even bother to follower her. Do better Charles

Beetle juice's multiple limbs very funny gag

Also he started scatting

Poor Lydia :(

Lydia started like having a mental break down when BJ started singing “I’m gonna have a new best friend!” like someone please give this girl a break. She so smol

Beetlejuice stopping her from killing herself 

“Say my name” was SO INCREDIBLE

the line “and kill him” was said so quietly that he was like trying to have Lydia not hear him

FAKE CARTWHEEL

Any time Lydia said Beetlejuice a light would shine on BJ but then go out when she would go beeeeeee- “cuz/” “being” “be a doll”

Nice lighting touch

The lighting, in general, was amazing

Lydia was so intrested in the possesion of Adam and Barbara it was so cool to see the little glimmer of a plan forming in her head

SHE PUSHED BJ off the roof and when she goes “what he was already dead” the Maitlands just kinda shrug like “she right” 

Charles and Delia trying to High-five but missing? Cute ass couple, they are actually really cute together

Maxie Dean is a creep and has ZERO RIGHTS

Lydia’s yellow dress and how excited Delia was and how relieved Charles was

Day-O was fantastic Lydia looked so happy but then it started failing and instantly she got very angry but a sad kind of angry. She had such a look of hesitation on her face when she summoned BJ but she went through with it when she looked over at her dad and he was giving Delia a kiss.

You could see in her eyes that Lydia almost instantly regretted it when she saw just how chaotic he was being, but she just kept going because she thought she had no other alternative. 

Charles reaching out for Lydia before he got pushed out of the house and Lydia looking at him as if she just wanted him to come and get her? HEART BREAKING

“It’s our house now kid!”

Intermission:

I got a cool cup and bought some merch. Very cool

Act II:

When Skye came on stage someone behind me said “Who is she??” like bitch just WATCH

Dana was amazing as Skye, Skye deserves the world she is so pure

LYDIA so chaotic as Skye definitely has a bby crush on Lydia

“Boo. Hope I didn’t scare you!”- Skye

Then Lydia scares her, Skye starts hyperventilating and Lydia goes “you’re fun!” and Skye says “I like you too!”

Poor Skye :(

Poor everyone in “That Beautiful sound”

Lydia SMILING. Any time she smiled it felt like a blessing. She seemed so happy

The clones do acrobatics in the aisles I did not expect that, it was so intense

NPR where tote bags come from

“And a book you’re never going to read” “the hand book for the recently decease?” “yep but you’re not recently deceased so...do you wanna see a sad puppet show??”

Beetlejuice looking so betrayed when Lydia left....

Lydia upstairs with the Maitlands. Omg Lydia looked so cute when she was holding the book and just kinda swaying in her spot when she was talking about it

“and we? We are old book smell people”

Lydia loving the smell of old books? Cute, adorable, 10/10

Adam being a dad

ADAM BOOPING her nose with the chalk. I would DIE for them

Lydia yelling at the maitlands when they won’t help her find her mom. WOW she had so much anger behind her voice but it was so sad because you can tell she was trying not to cry

Barbara 2.0 was amazing

Lydia walking across the stage trying to open the book :(

Charles and Delia coming back for Lydia and both of them flirting with each other...like bruh you’ve come to rescue your daughter please help her....

Beetlejuice tricking Lydia :(

Delia falling off the couch and just seeing her crawl off stage to do her Ms. Argentina quick change. ICONIC

Lydia accidentally exorcising Barbara was SO MUCH SADDER THAN I HAD EXPECTED like Lydia was having a mental breakdown she was os upset and lost and confused

When Beetlejuice showed up her face went so pale and she looked so scared.

“Well you wanted your mommy so this is what you get!” I CRIED that was so uncalled for

When the whole family was trapped Lydia really looked like a scared little kid because she is...like you forget how young Lydia is but there are several moments in the show where you are reminded that she is a scared, and lonely little girl who misses her mom

Charles trying to reach out to her but being chained to a wall, heart breaking. This scene made me so sad in general

Lydia agreeing to Marry him but her voice cracking and sounding so scared :(

THE HUG SHE GIVES BARBARA before she runs off

Charles pushing Adam and Barbara down so he could follow her

The whole Netherworld scene was so good

Poor Lydia was being pushed around, and pulled, and dragged, she looked so scared. Like she would try to run away from people but they would just grab her and pull her back. She looked like she was hyperventilating and just needed a hug but any time Charles got close to her 

Lydia calling for her mom in the Netherworld and crying

HOME WAS CHILLING

Charles and Lydia making uP sobbing, I legit sobbed 

OTHO’s real name being Kevin...very funny 

Delia had NO MERCY when she found out his name was Kevin

Adam’s name plack being “Sexy”

BJ fliritng with Adam in general was pretty funny

When BJ didn’t buy the wedding thing and went to go kill Charles Lydia did no freaking hesitate and went to go grab the art peice to kill him with

ADAM FOR THE WIN

Creepy Old guy was very funny

When BJ came back to life and everything was shaking on stage Sophia straight up yeeted her hat off stage, I laughed so loud even though nothing else funny was happening on stage

Lydia looked so mortified when she killed BJ

Juno coming back for Lydia and Lydia actaully looking scared, but then the threat paused and Juno tricked BJ with love, and then went right back to Lydia. The whole family trying to protect her...veyr soft

BJ AND THE SAND WORM

Bj giving Lydia the cowboy hat

Jump in the line made me CRY 

Lydia flying :D

End of Show

Instant standing ovation 

I got to stage door and got autographs from Presley, Dana, Kerry, and David

[dearyallfrommatt]

Just something to think about.

We’re at a Boiling Frog Moment. Y’all understand that, right? You remember the old saw that if you put a frog in boiling water, he’ll hope right out. However, if you put him in cold water and gradually increase the heat, he’ll sit there and get boiled as sure as the day’s long.

 Now, there’s been some question if this is so and, frankly, people need to leave the poor frogs alone. Nevertheless, there is power and wisdom in the metaphor. We’re at a Boiling Frog Moment, or “BFM” if you will, because what we let Trump get away with and what he’s gotten away with already we’ll be considered just standard practice for presidents from now on, regardless of party or, indeed, political ideology. This - everything he’s done, everything he’s going to do and what he’s allowed to get away with - will become the new normal.

 Jimmy Carter closed the Pearly Gates on himself due to continued if unnecessary meddling in the Middle East. Reagan and Bush Senior got mostly a slap on the wrist for Iran-Contra, and Bill Clinton carried on the bombing that had been hitting Iraq since the early ‘90s. From there, it was just a hop, skip and an illegal war for Bush Junior to erode rights, continue never-ending war and basically remind everyone that we, as a nation, are like an 800-pound gorilla with diarrhea that shits all over the place and savages you if you try to give it health care. That’s not mine, but I don’t remember where I got it. Anyway.

 When my fellow left-wing lunatics want to get snooty about the awful shit that went on under Obama’s foreign policy - the drones, the beginnings of horrors at the border, etc. - or even letting the banks skate, they all forget how badly we fumbled the ball in 2004. And sure, Kerry was... well, Kerry and no great shakes at that, but the idea that there isn’t a thin dime’s worth of difference between the Democrats and a party that campaigned on making gay marriage unconstitutional during an illegal war obviously don’t have to worry about their right to choose.

 Don’t get it twisted. I’m not trying to judge, I’m just laying out reality. I voted for Nader in 2000, thinking that even though I wasn’t sold on the guy - since I never am - we at least needed another party in national elections that deserved attention, even if I wasn’t sold on the Greens. And, no, I’m never sold on parties. Anyhow, I lived in Georgia so it didn’t matter and Bush Junior won through some obvious shenanigans that we knew were a mess, just like we knew the voting machines for 2004 were hinky. And now we wonder why the Iowa Caucus went tits up or why an outright thief is the governor of that very state.

 That’s where we find ourselves now. We’ve got a president who was caught balls deep in the cookie jar, and not only did the GOP-run Senate let him skate, they told the world they were fixing the trial to benefit him. He’s gone on a purging rampage when those senators assured us he wouldn’t, but they’re all either lying party hacks or goddamn idiots. He’s making the horrors at the border worse and our bullying in the Middle East more insane and senseless. Plus, he’s letting absolute kooks set policy that foul the water and spoil the land so some already rich bastards can get richer.

 “But Matt,” I hear you say, “you claim to be sympathetic to anarchism. Isn’t this the destruction of state that’s desired? I mean it might be messy, but the long-term goal might happen, right?” No, dumbass, and if that’s your view of anarchism, we ain’t got nothing to discuss. Reducing or eliminating the power and control of unearned hierarchical authority is one thing. Letting a goddamn moron play king while poor people starve, frightened people hide and sick people die is quite another. It is absolutely not worth the “sacrifice” and I will brook no argument.

 See, what people don’t get, I think, about anarchism is that isn’t an abandonment of politics so much as a different way to approach those political problems. You read your Goodman and Kropotkin, and they’ll tell you that voting is indeed an part of making the world a better place. Furthermore, it’s the one thing we still can do to nudge things, even if nudging is all we can do. We’ve already seen that any sort disruption of the Status Quo will be met with violence. And if voting really didn’t do no good, conservatives wouldn’t be trying so hard to keep you from doing it.

 One has to understand that despite who gets nominated and manages to toss Trump out on his ass, things won’t be fixed overnight. And one has to realize that even our furthermost Left choice would be, in a reasonable world, a solid centrist, maybe even a bit conservative. Billionaires and their lickspittles wail and cry, but if Bernie Sanders or Elizabeth Warren were an actual danger to the Powers That Be, they’d be dead in a ditch somewhere.

 Regardless of all that, what Trump has done since his election has become the New Normal. That’s a fact and as constant as the North Star. That’s how American politics works, and if you can survive ignoring that little bit of wisdom, well good for you. A lot of folks can’t. However, if anyone - anyone - thinks he’ll be restrained after Congress basically told him, next time, try a bit more subtlety, is far too naive for me to do anything with. The next four years will turn your shit white if you think this is bad. And we will let it happen because we couldn’t see past our own noses and let go of our own bullshit.

 Let’s eject this clown before he’s allowed to do more damage. We’ll deal with what we have to deal with after the Oval Office has been fumigated. This is a Boiling Frog Moment. Y’all understand that, right?

 Right?

[littlemisssquiggles]

How does rooster teeth get the message of criticisms... cause I just really want them to know I was thoroughly disappointed with Oscar’s character this volume... he was on the front of the poster for God’s sakes. Sorry I just needed to rant 😅😇 and hopefully they act on it in volume 7 and make him one of the focal characters next volume.

To be honest I’m not sure anon-chan. The closest thing Icould think of is that the RT CRWBY staffs probably watch all the critique contentfrom RWBY Youtubers on YouTube and browse through fancomments on Twitter and Reddit. I also heard that Miles and Kerry sometimes frequent the RWBY Official Reddit page and then there is the RWBY fan base on the RoosterTeeth website.

I’m not sure about much the CRWBY check out Tumblrthough. I know there is a RoosterTeeth Tumblr page but that hasn’t been updatedin a while, I believe. Regarding Oscar,well I’ve already voiced my piece on that several times over. I will say thisanon. Don’t think of V6 as being a let-down in terms of Oscar’s promiseddevelopment but rather the first legit chapter in his arc. 

Despite this volume’s shortcomings, one positive Oscar-worthy thing that I liked about this season is that the CRWBY actually used Oscar a lotmore during V6. We didn’t learn moreabout him as a character or his past at all this season but at least we got tosee Oscarcontribute more to the team.

There wasn’t a single episode of V6 where Oscar didn’t have screen timeor at least one moment where he contributed to the plot in some shape or form. Bruh,that was a welcomed changed compared to his underutilization in V5 where hispresence was constantly interrupted by Ozpin; short of the infamous dojo scenewith Ruby.

While I am disappointed that Oscar is still prettymuch a blankcanvas as he was between V4 and V5with V6 providing nothing new to his character than what was already introducedabout him in previous seasons, nevertheless, I’m hopeful for the Atlas Arc.

I have a feeling that come V7 going more into the full arc trilogy, theCRWBY Writers will start to bring Oscar more to the forefront again.I know Atlas is supposed to focus on Weiss’ side of story. I have no doubtthat Weiss is going to be the frontrunner for the Atlas Arc, particularly V7which I believe will focus on her family affairs and the crimes of the SDC withthe Faunus Abuse.

However I also have a feeling that Atlas will beOscar’s time in the spotlight aswell. I do feel wemay learn more about Oscar going forward in Atlas. At least that’swhat I’m hoping for; fingers crossed. I understand your pain. As a Pinehead,I too have grown a bit weary of the Writers lack of fleshing Oscar out more. 

It took them, what…five seasons for us to finally learn more about Ozpin and hispast—well kind of since Jinn’s story didn’t touch on the lifetimes Ozma spentas the Hermit,the King of Vale and lastly Headmaster of Beacon. I’d like to thinkthere was valid reason for omitting these three lives particularly because Ifeel the Hermitand the King of Vale especially helped shape Ozpin into the man hewas.

I feel like we’ll see more of Ozpin’s story andmemories for the Atlas Arc as well which in turn is wrapped up in Oscar’sstory. I’m hopeful for Oscar getting more focus in Atlas since he’s on his own.While Ozpin and Oscar are on good terms since Oz did return to help Oscarmomentarily, Oz is still gone.

Since Oz has locked himself deep inside Oscar’smind, I’m praying this is a sign that at some point Oscar is going to jump into his mind to findOzpin. I’ve always wanted to see a visual representation of Oscar’s mind—howit looks from within since he shares it with Ozpin.

And since it’s Oscar’s mind—this is a way for us asthe audience to live through Oscar’s memories and learn more about him and his pastfrom the cherished childhood memories within his mind. Since we will never goback to Oscar’s home on the farm, physically in the show, the best way now is throughhis memories.

I hope the Writers have something good and concreteplanned for Oscar’s arc down the line. I kind of lost faith in them a bit in V6 C9but…I’m giving them a chance again since they are the ones who made Oscar.

They are the ones who created Oscar and are writinghis story. So I want to believe they have something good planned for him thatthey are slowly taking their good ass time to build up to. That’s the mind-setI’m approaching this with. If the Ozpinheads had towait for their boy to get some development and depth, we Pineheads gotta be patienttoo. Our boy’s time iscoming. We just have to wait out the storm and look out for the bright rainbow onthe other side.

To close off my answer post, I’m going to concludewith a small squigglescript. It’s a small rewrite of theairship scene from the V6 finale from the point where Ruby Rose becamea Pinehead a la five minutes to make the others appreciateOscar.

As much as my Rosegardening Pinehead heart loved thatmoment to bits the first time I saw it…if the Writers really wanted to sell uson the group showing appreciation for Oscar, they shouldn’t have let Ruby pointit out.

I mean I love thatRuby was sweet enough to direct everyone’s attention to Oscar but…when I lookback on that scene, it feels kind of…cheap, for lack of a better word. In the sensethat, before that, everyone genuinely acknowledged Ruby’s greatness (becauseof course, she’s our protagonist who did some recklessly badass shit for thefinale) but needed Ruby to spell out Oscar’s appreciation like “LOOK! LOOK ATHIM! APPRECIATE THE GOOD FARM BOY FOR HE IS GOOD!”

Don’t get me wrong. I still adore that sceneespecially for Oscar’s reaction to Ruby’s over exaggerated attempt to make theothers appreciate him. I mean it works as the perfect relatable meme it is becausethat is literally the epitome of me as a Pinehead havingto explain to other fans why I love Oscar so much, why he’s my favourite RWBYCharacter and why he’s so good as a character in general. However, if the CRWBY’sintention was to make the others appreciate Oscar, it could have been done alittle better.

That being said, I took a crack at rewriting thisscene. Again, this is just my interpretation. This is also NOT me trying to harpon the CRWBY Writers. Just a little what if scene that I wanted to take a shot at depicting. So let’s go:

RWBY SquiggleScript #013: Oscar-worthy Appreciation

Picture it: What if … the airship scenefrom the V6 finale episode was extendedto highlight the whole team acknowledging Oscar and showering him with moreappreciation and love before he spills the beans about Ozpin.

Ruby: *awkwardly*… Hey stop it!

Ren: You petrified aLeviathan after diving down the barrel of a canon!

Ruby: *awkwardly*…Uhh…ha…don’t act like you all haven’t done crazy stuff before. I—Imean… *points atJaune* Jaune! Jaune jumped in front of a giant mechahand to save Nora!

Alleyes fall on Jaune now.

Weiss: *frankly* Thatis true.

Nora: That was pretty crazy.

Ruby: *smirking cockily* Ha!

Jaune: What! Hey! W–Well…thatwas only because…*pointsat Nora* Nora startedfiring missiles at Cordo like a mad woman!

Nora: Well that’s onlybecause Ren…*points in Ren’sdirection* jumped onto Cordo’s backto take out her shields!

Ren: *flatly* Yeah,I did do that. You got me. Well…Blake finallytook down her abusive ex.

Blake: Yeah with Yang’s help and only after she hit him with her motorcycle!

Yang: Rest in pieces my beautifulbike. But…didn’t you guys say that Weiss summoned agiant Wasp?

Weiss: *incredulously* To save your crazy sister who jumped on the face of a giant robot!

Ruby: Heeey!

Alleyes returned to Ruby again and she’s sulks. Qrow chuckles from the passengerseat.

Qrow: *amusedly*Back to you it  seems kiddo.

Ruby: Oh don’t you start withme Mr. Disappeared for several hours and ends up passed out in front of Jaune’ssister’s house.

Qrow: Hey I thought we wereswapping crazy things we’ve done stories.

Ruby: That was crazy!

Maria: She’s right. You were amess.

Qrow: Well at least I’m notthe one who annoyed Cordovin by eating cashews and then flew the airshipstraight into her canon.

Mariaopened her mouth to retort but quickly shut it afterwards; resorting toshrugging instead with an amused smirk.

Maria: *admittedly* Well… you got me there!

Mariathen playfully punches Qrow’s arm, chuckling lightly. Her laughter is soonjoined in by everyone else on the ship. Through her giggles, Ruby spots Oscar,whose laughing face locks eyes with her. Her flashes her a small smile and Rubyreturns it with a sudden cheeky grin. 

Ruby: Heyyy…aren’t weforgetting someone? *unsubtly nodding in Oscar’s direction*

Fortunately,the others had the same idea.

Jaune: You are right aboutthat.

Noweveryone’s attention was on Oscar and the former farm boy shrinks a bit as he noticedall eyes suddenly on him.

Oscar: *awkwardly*…Wh—Why is everyonelooking at me? *handsflaying* I don’t have any crazy stories?

Ruby: Nope but you do havesome good farmboy stories.

Nora: You forgave Jaune afterhe acted like a total butt which to me shows maturity.

Ren: Way more maturity thanJaune.

Jaune: Hey! Aren’t you supposedto be my friends? *coughs* But…um…they areright. You’ve done great for us, Oscar.

Oscar: *scratches the back of his head awkwardly* … I…didn’t really do much, really.

Ruby: *perkily* Sure you did!

Weiss: You stood up to Dudleyfrom the Argus and warned us about the tunnel.

Yang: You stood up to Ozpinand told us about Jinn.

Blake: We wouldn’t have beenable to make it out of Brunswick Farms alive if you hadn’t fixed the tire forus to get away.

Jaune: And Ruby wouldn’t haveknown to go for the canon if it wasn’t for your brilliant observation about themissile launcher. You got good eyes, kid.

Ruby: *smiling at Oscar* You’ve come a long way, farm boy.

Oscar: *cheeks turning red* Uh…thanks, I think?

Nora: *cooing* Aww are you blushing?

Oscar: *embarrassedly; trying to cover his flushedcheeks with the collar of his jacket*N—NoI’m not!  

Yang: He is! *grinningmischievously; pointing a metal finger at Oscar’s reddened face*  

Oscar: *defiantly*No I’m not!  *looks up at Ruby* Ruby…help .

Ruby: Alright guys, quitteasing him. *clapshand smiling broadly* Besides you’reforgetting the best part.

Ruby: *animatedly* Oscar, made a successful crash landing! He’s a fourteen year oldfarmhand.

Ruby makes the same exaggerated gestures to draw more attention to Oscar as shedid in the episode.

Oscar: *groaning* I said help me.

Ruby: *smirking at Oscar with a small wink* Shut up and let us love you.

Jaune: That was…seriouslyimpressive

Blake: We’d have been strandedwithout you.

Oscar: I…thanks but…I’ve beenmeaning to tell you guys. I didn’t land the ship on my own.

Andthe rest of the scene plays out as it did the canon episode.

~LittleMissSquiggles (2019)

[ijustwanttowritefanfic]

I’m in Love with a Bandit? WIP

Started on the next part of the Bandit AU, sharing it with you all.

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“Boss, I got a bad feeling about all this,” Vernal said.

Yang looked over her shoulder, balancing the palette of food stuff.  “Nah, we should be fine.”

Vernal frowned, pointedly looking at the two armed White Fang gang members with them.  One cradled a shotgun in his arms, his fox furred feet too quiet on the forest floor.  The other one wore a sleeveless robe, showing off fish scaled arms, a column of stone balanced over one shoulder.  Yang wanted to say the fish Fanus was female, but their mask covered most of their face and the robes erased any signs of gender from their body.  The Grimm mask might have been scary to those who lived in the cities and villages.  To Yang, they just seemed a way to dehumanize the Fanus.

She knew the fox Fanus was a man cause he kept hitting on Scarlett and had a deep baritone voice.  The other two White Fang gang members carrying crates had not spoken, and again their robes robbed them of being anything but Fanus.

One had a monkey’s tail swishing through the air, while the other had shorter sleeves showing off clawed hands, like a puma.  They carried the food stuff with the same ease as Yang and Nora, although their masked faces scanned the woods alongside their comrades and Scarlett and Vernal.  Yang focused on the ground in front of her, knowing that her people had her back.

“Those were SDC trucks, both caravans,” Vernal pointed out.  “Raven is also not going to be happy you didn’t get the ammo.”

“Leave my mom to me,” Yang snapped back.  “I didn’t waste any ammo, and we didn’t suffer loses.  Plus nothing hurts from making friends.”

Vernal rolled her eyes.  “Kerry Shawcross, Yang, are you really going to endanger the tribe for a bit of Fanus tail?”

“Pssh, what, free food is endangering the tribe?”  Yang started walking faster.  “And I saw you checking out that Fanus tail too.”

The monkey Fanus turned as Yang said that, receiving a wink from her and a nod towards Vernal.  The bandit glared at them both from the back of the group.

“I’m just asking if you know any good places to take a nap around here,” the fox Fanus said to Scarlett.  “Or maybe a nice massage, from carrying those heavy boxes before.”

Scarlett twisted in her armor in such a way that it clunked together, heavy plate against chain.  “I could give you one around your neck, since you use it so much.”  She squeezed her gauntleted fist a few times, metal scraping on metal.

“Ah, huh, hah,” he said.  “I’m going to check on my friend, make sure they don’t need any help.”  He slung his bladed shotgun over his shoulder and put the monkey Fanus between him and Scarlett.

“I see you’re working on your people skills, Scarlett,” Yang said, keeping pace with the tall woman.

“He did not take the hint I was not interested,” Scarlett replied.  “I only threatened him when that did not work.”

“Not everyone understands what it means when you say you’re ace, hun.”

Scarlett shrugged.  “They should learn, at least he did not take as a challenge.  I understood what he meant when he said he was omni, and if I had not, I would have asked.  He never did.”

Shaking her head, Yang giggled.  “Okay, true.  Did you try mentioning Neo?  Maybe mentioning that you have a… person might have slowed him down?”

“Me and Neo are not dating.”

“Wait, really?  But you guys have been sharing a tent for like six months now, did you break up?”  Yang dropped her voice so not to spread gossip.

“We still share, it is cold out here, and we both have needs.  We just aren’t dating,” Scarlett said.

Yang stopped walking.  Vernal poked her when she caught up to her.  “You okay, boss?”

“Yeah, I just keep forgetting how odd Scarlett can be.”

A single, metal clad finger let Yang know that Scarlett heard her and how she felt about it.

“So, I heard the fox guy talking to the monkey dude,” Vernal whispered, leaning close to Yang.  “The White Fang have a large camp about fifty klicks south of Dragonstail.  It seems to be the main camp they are based out of.  Take them a few days to get back from here.”

“Are you suggesting we hit them as they travel back?”

“Well, I mean, we get both the food, and the ammo.  They also seemed to be pretty well equipped.  Most of their guns are Atlas tech if they aren’t carrying their own weapons.”

Yang frowned.  “Back burner this, and we’ll talk when we get back to the camp.”

Vernal nodded.  The rest of the trip back to the staging point of the bandit’s attack went quietly.

The four White Fang gang members sat away from the bandits, although the rabbit eared one kept taking photos of Coco, one of Raven’s other lieutenants.  From her smiles and winks back at the camera, she seemed to be enjoying the attention.  Yang snorted.  Coco wore a fitted black corset, a sweater as red as dark blood, and a black beret.  She slid her dark sunglasses down to make sure her winks were visible.  Her leather pants matched the beret and corset and, from the focus of the rabbit Fanus, it made her ass look great.

“Coco, get her number and grab your bag, we’re headed out.”  Coco jumped, grinning as she slid her sunglasses back up.  The rest of the bandits stood, some grabbing crates, some grabbing weapons.  Yang handed her palette off to another bandit and directed her own people to start marching.

Perry started the same with their own people.  They were all soon in a loose circle, those with more melee oriented weapons on the outer edge, those with more gun styled weapons in the middle.  Perry stood in the middle of them all, still unarmed.

The rabbit Fanus ran out of the circle towards Coco, pressing a paper into her hands.  The bandit said something that caused the Fanus to roll her eyes and grab Coco’s collar.  The kiss she planted on her raised a few cheer from those who saw it, although it drew a few eye rolls from both sides.  Well, Yang assumed the head tilt was an eye roll from the masked White Fang members.

Soon both groups moved away, the rear guards tossing glances over their shoulders at each other.  Yang stood watching till the White Fang members disappeared into the trees, even their white robes not visible.

Once they were all gone, Yang sprang into the air, the power of her tribe granting her wings to follow the White Fang.

Chapter One

[akane171]

Uff, yeah, S2 Kara was MUCH better and stronger than her later versions and that despite still having a lot of growing up to do (e.g. “I’m the Girl of Steel, I don’t bend/break/run” was definitely sth she should have grown out of, it doesn’t make sense to NOT retreat in certain situations and being reckless and running into a situation without a good game plan literally doesn’t help anyone…) And the whole boss girl trope is kinda ridiculous since all it ever ends up doing is make the “boss girl” look like an annoying child playing wannabe😫 

And yuup… At this point I kinda want sth messed up to happen in the future just so Kara will get a grip, go to the future, save her man like the badass she always was supposed to be and both stop taking being a hero as an excuse to ignore their feelings for each other…😫

Oh, right😅 The crows were still teenagers, right? I always deliberately forget that in favour of imagining them as adults🙈🤣

And ohhh, yes, love triangle with all of them ending up together would be fine, too🤔 I actually even stumbled upon a Shadow&Bone fanfic that not only kinda retrospectively fixes the mess the books made while being mostly canon-compliant, but also really does build up to three of them ending up together🤔 The Crows aren’t in it tho apart from a mention or two since it’s based on the Shadow&Bones books, not show😔

Ohh, right, there was DESTINY, too😅 Totally forgot about that one🙈 

Yeah…TW is weird nowadays… Maybe it should habe just ended with Season 3… But Melissa and Chris was awesome, I didn’t really expect that since everyone has always been going on about the Sheriff and Melissa (which I still think would have been a “meh” choice)… Seems like Chris’ and Melissa’s are always a good couple to have around😉😂 

Oh, haha, I suppose that does make it easier 😅 Tho weren’t there rumors about that being his name all the way back in S1/S2?🤔 (Mieciu? Is that pronounced like Mi-shi? Sounds kinda cute🤣 Tho I still don’t get why he has a polish first name when the “Stilinski” is from his father’s side and his Dad’s name is freaking Noah… Even his Mom was just normal Claudia…😅🙈) 

I think I might just have accidently spoiler-ed myself😅 Googling the Lightbringer series and esp. Gavin and Kerris and reading up on them was definitely a very stupid idea😅🤦🏻‍♀️ But whatever, I still wanna read all of it😍 Ohh, it has other universes?😍😍😱 

Yeah, be glad… Between the SQ and SC fandom drama, I really sometimes wish I had just stuck with Charmed, Digimon and Tony Stark fanfics😅 The world seemed like a much better place back in those days (even after Captain America Civil War…😅) 

Haha, yess, put them on the list 😈 (Riordan’s got books only re-telling the greek myths too if you feel like reading sth funny but don’t want to go through all 5 PJO books, 5 Heroes of Olympus books and the new Apollo series) 

Hey, if you like it, why not?😁😊 It’s definitely fun to scroll through them from an outsider perspective😉 

Aww thanks 🙈☺😊 (I’d offer the Same,but I’m literally not on more platforms than absolutely necessary😂🙈 I’m still amazed I actually managed zo suck it up and create an AO3 account😅) 

…“making LW happy with your sweet anons” 😂 More like obsessing over her story and annoying her with (random) questions etc🤣🤣🙈 

Thanks for having me😁😉

xxxxxxxxxxxxx

I mean, we have to add to it Kara s3 to, I think, because she was kicking asses. But after that. I know Mel said she wanted to be a team player, not stand alone hero, but the writers didn’t handle it well. Because we didn’t get Kara and friends, but Kara made dumb and weak, while screaming strong, because her friends (and her torturers) needed to shine. I mean, naming the final ep KARA and then giving her nothing was a perfect conclusion of her story.

Do you know The Devil wears Prada movie? I feel like the writers saw it, decided to make Cat like the boss, Kara like the main character and then totally lost interest with developing her. And in the end, i feel Kara strolling in the CatCo and screaming chop! chop! on everyone.

Also, seriously, she started to have problem with her identity and wanting to be boss in the last 3 eps? SWEET JESUS

Ahahah… I have that super angsty idea for her kid coming from the future and being super angry at her for a good reason :)

Yeah, teens, acting like 30 years old bitter experienced master levels in everything. But well, one of the better YA, I think.

Seriously… no love triangles… it should be a rule. Do you strive for books with NO ROMANCES as much as I do? I would sell my kidney for them TT

…even the fans forget Destiny exists… like… no….

Same, Melissa and Chris were unexpected but… damn, made sense xD Always prefered that idea over her and sheriff, because they were exactly - meh and all people wanted it to happen and I really didn’t get it.

Maybe? i was not really in the fandom back then. But I think peopel started to wondered after Bobby saw his real name and made a comment about it?

Maybe his father took his wife last name? XD Or two people with Polish heritage met and fell in love. Well, Claudia is close to Polish Klaudia, so.

Erm, Mieciu… M-yeah-choo? Oh wait, you are anime fan, so read it as a true Japanese Mie-chu xD

I mean… at least you know you are not going to get screwed in the end? But noooo, don’t do it in the future!!!! Yeah, the other universes are mentioned but not really explored, sorry!

Well, if you are into fantasy then try The Stormlight Archive. You have Adolin there who is … seriously a real puppy and Shallan who has… identity crisis? Rings a bell? XD but the series is not finished yet, so thing may go to shit. But even if, the story and chaarcters are brilliant. And there is even one asexual badass queen TT

Aww, Digimon? Which series? :D i remember how i was watching 1, 2 and Tamers on German TV…. without knowing German….

Sometimes i think th ebest thing you can do is enjoying series and fnfics without digging into the fandoms… like… fandoms are…. shit. Especially when the ship fandoms become most vocal.

Ok, ok! i will put them on my list. And we are happy you managed to come here xD Life is better with sane people, right? ;)

Well, she loves that, so keep doing your amazing job :D

Love ya!