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Calico Reviews: Sun and Moon Show eps. 1-3

Welcome back to Calico rants about the Sun and Moon show to her tumblr page, because its to cringe to explain to people in real life.

We’re going to try to do at least three episodes a week, and then write down my notes so I can ramble about this to my Tumblr, become like, an actual content creator for the things that I like.

Does it count as spoilers for the show if its episodes 1-3? regardless, spoilers below

9:21 Montgomery Gator is the WORST Daycare ATTENDANT in VRCHAT

They have a Funny little intro right now! It's Cringe, and I would like them to not.

 I am looking forward to when they don’t. .

I had previously watched this episode during my trying to get all those juicy little lore bits by being picky and choosey with what I wanted to consume, and unluckily for me, there isn't a complete season one compilation for me to pick through

Moon, when we the audience are not looking through his perspective, hangs out in Vtuber form in the corner. We don’t see any of Sun's Vtuber model right now, but he does have one, so there's that.

Sun - upon the start of the video, is cleaning the day-care, Moon comes down to check on him. Sun is an upbeat happy guy, who is anxiously cleaning the day-care - this seems to be his only personality trait. Moon is snappy, uptight, and grumpy but overall quiet outside of when he is yelling, or being angry at Sun.

Sun has hired Monty the gator (Yes he’s here, no I don’t know why), for 1000$ dollars a second to look after the daycare for him for whatever reason. Why would they have this much money to afford to give it to Monty the gator?? Don’t ask me, they just do I guess. Moon hates Monty the Gator - this is a reasonable opinion of Monty the gator.

Moon has control of the bank account they have I guess.

Sun has to talk to Roxanne for whatever reason (Yes, Yes I do mean Roxanne wolf, No I don’t know why she’s here)

Monty sucks at his job - hence the title of the video. Monty is also an idiot, and happy music plays when he comes on screen, he also briefly thinks that Sun is a statue- this feels like Flanderization, even though this is an au, I hate that character choice, I wish they would not. 

Sun seems to be slightly intense about cleaning, he has a whole organization schedule. Moon can only be grumpy, I assume this is because Sun didn’t talk to him about anything he was doing that day, but eeeeeeeeeeeeeh - Moon stop being a dick to your brother.

There’s implied to be kids running around while everything happens, which is also concerning.

Monty leaves because Moon hates him for whatever reason, I dunno why. He was sent to get snacks and then doesn’t show up for the rest of the episode. I’m also glad Monty is gone, Fuck I hate this character.

Sun shows up, upset that Monty has messed everything up, Moon is largely apathetic to the whole situation. 

9:06 Sun and Moon MOVE to SPACE in VRCHAT

We are still intro-ing, I would still like us to not be. I have to forcibly remind myself that this channel is meant for kids every time the intro comes on, and that If I watch like five episodes a day I can get through this in 2 months.

I am not going to watch five episodes a day

They (The people) told me to watch this episode, You really don’t have to. Nothing of major importance here, but there is funny nonsense happening. 

Moon is starting a ponzi scheme I guess, or atleast is implied to have business deals with “Someone” or people? Idk between this and insisting how “Animatronic” they are I’m beginning to loose it.

Monty the gator is also here (For SOME reason), and he has a space station apartment building that he is using to actively kill people to get more money, they only reason Moon cares about it is because Sun spent 50,000,000 dollars on an apartment for Moon to live in, because he thinks Moon hates him (Poor baby), and wanted Moon to be able to have his own space.

Moon has to walk Sun through what sarcasm is a couple times. Sun you sweet precious baby. And remind him that No he doesn’t actually hate him, and would prefer to live with Sun

Moon goes to Monty to get the Money back

Monty doesn’t wanna give the money back

Moon threatens to expose him

Monty gives the money back.

Apparently Sun spent even more money on a tv sold to him by Monty

Oh boy howdy, I hope this character trait of Sun being gullible isn’t around long.

Other notes:

It's Directly stated that they have a bank account, and that Moon has enough money to buy himself a house for whatever reason? Why is he buying himself a house? I don’t know. Where did they get the bank account from? I don’t know. WHY DO THEY HAVE-

There's also apparently enough money on this account to afford a funky little space station apartment, and a house.

Moon invent things, why? Idk personality traits.

But they do have a good dynamic going or whatever, and the voice acting for Moon is pretty good

17:51 Sun and Moon Play AMONG US in VRCHAT

THERE IS NO INTRO LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Sun and Moon are playing among us, for some reason. With Some of the Funtime animatronics, Glamrock Chica, and Freddy - just regular old Freddy - he is here

Sun and Moon are canonically, Very Big boys, and have to crawl around the ship

This is just a Funny little episode, Nothing important lore wise happens here, but you do get more of Sun and Moons Dynamic. 

Sun walks around being anxious the entire time, and everything is too short for him to move around properly. Which is a shame that no ones drawn this scene yet because I think that would be hilarious - them just knuckle walking on the ground because they’re both too tall. 

“OMG YOU GUYS ARE CREEPILY WALKING EVERYWHERE!?!?”

“Bro, I am literally just trying to get around.”

Funtime Freddy has a stupid voice

also Funtime foxy what the fuck is up with your voice, I am literally begging you both not to show up again so I don’t have to hear you. I hate it.

Moon is so proud of himself for just doing anything - he could burn coffee and I'd still believe he was proud of himself

Moon has such a smug little voice and I’m 80% sure its all the deadpan tone he has when he’s not yelling. When he’s not being an edgy bastard he’s such a little goober. The dynamic between the two is very interesting, and I am HERE for it. 

Notable: Moon is Willing to Kill Sun, and kill for Sun without a second thought, Sun is willing to lie for his brother. Even to his own detriment. Sun is afraid of Moon to some degree in the episode? I'm not sure how much of a joke this is.

I am most certainly reading into it

Moon stop being an edgy goober for like, five seconds, I swear. The deadpan voice even makes him even better. I love him

Sun stop being Anxious challenge “level impossible”

This episode is just silly little filler, Not much of note happens.

Everyone is rabid, except for Sun who is a very good boy. I cannot wait to see him change that

Final thoughts:

So Overall, In the first three episodes. My favourite character is definitely Moon, mostly because I like his voice better. Sun and Moon definitely have some issues in their relationship, especially since Moon is grumpy, and Sun is constantly going out of his way to try and appease him most of the time.

Anyhow, hopefully this makes my watching of the series easier.

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[succulent-mud]

R, T, X, Y for the fandom ask please! 💖

HELLO TATATATA, I hope you're having a good day, thanks you for the ask! :D R . A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships

UH, you got me a little hard on this one.

The thing is that my mind starts working when I finish X series or game. I do not know why but I just rush it into my brain like a rat would rush the last piece of pizza in the New York streets. Then, as if God had enlightened me with knowledge, start.

I don't think the ships I enjoy are, like, no-popular (?). I do remember having a ship between Jay (Marble Hornets) and another character, but I completely forgot about it.

Could we say something about Madness Combat? Yes, but the fandom lives up to his name; everything has a ship already and, in one way or another, is popular. But thanks to you now I have this little worm in my head catching serotonine when I see things of HouTata. /pos (They're lovely)

I do, however, enjoy (ironically) Springtrap x Belos. Best ship ever.

T . Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything) -THE ASEXUAL HEADCANNON THAT RANDOMLY APPEARS. IT'S LIKE A WAVE OF LITTLE PEOPLE SCREAMING, FAR FAR AWAY BEHIND ME: "Asexual! Asexual! ASEXUAL!" -ANY character with glasses has the dad squints, I will not elaborate but I will fight with swords to anyone who disagree. -Nightmares, heavy, toecurling nightmares.

Many headcanon start like a pop ad, many of them are stupid, there indeed are more AND I FORGET TO WRITE THEM SO I CAN HAVE THEM THERE. X . Top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM PUTTING 5 CHARACTERS BECAUSE FOGGY BRAIN AND DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING ELSE, ONLY INFORMATION OF WHAT A PROTEIN IS, HOW IT FOLDS, AND WHAT A PROTEASE ARE.

1-Kaneki Ken, Eto (Ofc, ma' two babygirls on the list) 2-Vee, The Collector and Lilith (The Owl House) (They need comprehension and care, precious characters truly, I love them so much) 3-Ralsei (Deltarune) 4-Montomery Gator and Roxxane Wolf (Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex) 5-Masky/Timothy Wright and Jay Merrick (Marble Hornets)

Y . What are your secondhand fandoms (fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)

YES YES YES, not so many BUT YES!

-Welcome Home -Chainsawman (I'm kinda more familiar with this one since I see some things here and there pretty often, I like it tho) -Sonic the Hedgehog (We all have individual OC's but I still have no god damn idea of anything from lore nor fandom) -Invader Zim

After that, we share the same braincell and, in one way or another, everyone ends up in the same brainrot the other one is in.

BUT I do remember me showing them Slugterra and Skullgirls, and then me and another friend kinda blasted the other one with a Roblox game.

[valentine-writes]

can i request hcs of monty catching his s/o asleep cuddling a plushy of him 👹 it can either be in his greenroom or in their office idk any other sleepable locations 😭

i just got mine in the mail and its all i think abt when i hold it 😭

s/o reader with monty plush hcs !

↳ ft. montgomery gator

「 gn! reader, romantic relationship <3 」

author's note: anon ohmy that's adorbz!! awugwhdh of course!!!!! /ᐠ.ᆽ.ᐟ \ <3 also lucky omg luv that sm- i've been trying 2 find one online 2 buy but no luck rn :( anyways!!! grammar mistakes + spelling errors as usual soz </3

▸ so you and monty have been dating for a while. and whether this was before or during the relationship- you've acquired a plushie version of him along the way!

▸ plush monty is a lot smaller than actual monty, much quieter, and much easier to bring around than him. being able to keep a small piece of monty with you (in this case, an entire smaller copy of him) is one of the main reasons you have this plushie

▸ since monty will probably never leave the pizzaplex, now you've got a plush of him to have with you when you're away from him- how sweet :] travel sized monty either waits for you at home or is practically with you 24/7!!!!!

▸ here's the thing- monty didn't know that you had this little plushie of him. not until recently, that is ;] you just so happened to bring the little plushie along to your usual visit to the plex...

▸ you were used to waiting for him in his green room during after hours, no matter how late that was, but today, sleepiness was slowly taking you over. he probably wouldn't mind if you napped on the couch, just for a second-

▸ pulling plush monty into your arms and cuddling him close, you slowly drifted off to sleep in the comfortable silence. you reasoned that it would just be for a few minutes and hoped that you'd be awake before he's even here...

▸ you hoped WRONG. after a few minutes into your nap, monty entered his green room a little too loudly, feeling a little bit of that after show tension that he usually does- and then noticed you curled up on the couch. immediately his agitation dissipates at the sight of you

▸ his first thought was of how adorable you were, asleep on his couch as you waited for him. his second thought? mostly curiosity as to what you were holding in your arms.

▸ the way you wrapped yourself around it obscured the view of the item, so carefully, very carefully he gently moved your arm. just a tiny bit. just so he could see.

▸ he immediately froze. it was him! well- like. a miniature, non metal, marketable version of him. and you were holding onto it in your sleep like it was the most precious thing in the world. he had to admit, he was almost jealous of his plush counterpart

▸ animatronics can't cry. not with actual tears anyways- but damn was he so close to doing exactly that. you just looked so sweet cuddling a plushie- and of him too??? his ego was at an all time high. i stand by the fact monty is a soft guy at heart despite what he tends to act like- and oh my gosh, that was showing right now

▸ a little too loudly he chuckles, lowering himself to meet face to face. monty wakes you up and as your eyes slowly flutter open, he grins.

▸ "wouldn't you prefer the real thing?" he probably remarks as you awaken. monty opens his arms as you slowly stand up to give you a hug.

▸ he notices the soft shake in your legs as you stand, still a little drowsy despite having rested- it wasn't a very long nap, so it makes sense for you to still be sleepy. monty scoops you up into his arms and now you get to nap with him for real!!!

▸ well more like, you nap while he thinks of how heart-clutchingly endearing it was seeing you with the monty plush.

▸ it becomes a regular occurrence for him to let you fall asleep in his arms if you're tired. plush monty can't keep all of your cuddles to himself after all.

▸ oh but after this- he'll NEVER let you live it down. expect a lot of teasing because he's going to bring it up for an eternity. he'll even joke about getting a cute little plushie of you to snuggle up with when he's recharging

▸ he's only like- half joking really, because if he got his hands on a custom made plush of you?? oh, he would literally never let go of it when you're away (not that you'll ever hear that from him, no, his tough guy emotions are totally in check and not a mess because of how much he misses you when you're away)

▸ he'll now frequently ask how "monty jr" is doing when you come over and this confuses the hell out of the other glamrocks. freddy once overheard this conversation and awkwardly but politely as possible asked about it the next day, asking questions as to figure out who "monty jr" was.

▸ monty probably never lets you or freddy live that conversation down either- but oh well. he's honestly flattered you got that little montgomery gator plushie, and it cheers him up to know that you love him sm :( <3

[equizona]

The security breach crew react to the reader making plushies of them

˗ˏˋ MINI-ME ´ˎ˗

— CHARACTER'S?: Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Chica, Montgomery Gator, Roxane Wolf, Sundrop, Moondrop

— A/NOTE?: This is actually one of the cutest requests I've gotten oh and also my Monty favoritism. Also Monty and Roxy are angsty. <3

I MADE THIS ROMANTIC-ISH.

➸ GLAMROCK FREDDY

He is very flustered. You made a plushie? Of him? From hand? He is very impressed, and he will tell you how utterly amazing it is. You are wonderful, superstar! He is honored. And if you decide to give it to him as a gift..? He would be crying of joy if he could. He keeps it safe in his room where nobody else can access it.

➸ GLAMROCK CHICA

Tiny little her! She loves it! Wait– You made this!? She is very giggly about that. She is studying the plushie and looking at in awe. You made it of her. It has her earrings and everything! Oh how she loves it! She tells you so. If you tell her it's for her, she would also be crying if she could. She hugs it tights and then hugs you tight. She is so happy. She thanks you and keeps it safe in her room. SheXll hug it tight whenever she is feeling down.

➸ MONTGOMERY GATOR

He's judging it at first, when you show him. He is second aways from telling you how strange it looks when you tell him you made it. By hand. And suddenly it makes sense why it's so different from all the thousands of identical ones. He's very careful with it when he gets to hold it. He's somewhat in awe. It isn't perfect, but it's beautiful. If you decide to give it to him, he will actually give you a hug. He'll keep it in a safe location in his course, knowing he would break it in his room. Whenever he feels wrong, he'll look at it and remind himself how something different is so much more precious than the thousands of others.

➸ ROXANE WOLF

She is glaring at it the second she gets it. What is this? Usually her plushies are more symmetrical and this looks.. handmade? She looks at you on awe, asking if you made this. She doesn't know how to act when you confirm. You spent your time and effort, making this. Of her. Of course you would! She's your favorite. This.. just proves it. If you give it to her, she keeps it by her mirror. Much like Monty, she uses it as a reminder that she'll love that plushie more than anything else, because it had effort. And she's sure people will keep loving her if she makes the effort. Maybe she can even love herself with enough effort.

➸ SUNDROP

As the master of arts and crafts he can immediately tell that it's handmade. And he is excited. This is a handmade plushie if him! And it's so well made, too! He is praising you on how wonderful it is and how happy and honored he is that it's of him! And gosh, if you tell him it's for him? He is on Cloud 9! He doesn't remember the last time he was this happy. You're the best! He will 100% ask you to teach him how, and then make a plushie of you in return. How he adores you.

➸ MOONDROP

Moon has a soft spot for stuffed animals. He's always watched them help children whenever they are scared. He's seen professional ones and handmade ones. Old and new. Despite knowing how precious they can be, he's never felt it on this level. He doesn't really say anything, he just stares at in awe. If you tell him you made it for him, he'll gently take it from your hands and keep looking at it in awe. He can't help but think about how lovely and precious this is. But even so, looking at you, it can't really compare. He keeps it safe, away from prying arms in his and sun's room where only they have access. Whenever he is scared, sad or just lonely or anything he keeps it close.

[femme-enby]

FNAF garbage

Yeah yeah, ignore me and my rambling.

So- the Daycare Attendant.

1) “it” pronouns are constantly used, but I think that might possibly be more in relation to how… “un-personal” the character is presented as. Like… “The Daycare Attendant” is the official name for this animatronic, who has “Sun” and “Moon” settings, while the others are “Freddy Fazbear” “Montgomery ‘Monty’ Gator” etc. like those are “characters” while TDA is more of a position, ya know? Like… Map Bot, Security Bot, etc.

Soooo… I feel like TDA uses he/they/it pronouns- kids would likely “default” to he/him, maybe they/them when referring to both “settings”, while also of course not generally caring, and being referred to with “it/it’s” pronouns by plenty of others. I don’t think they generally care.

2) I think that TDA was supposed to be more like… an awake computer, then a computer on “rest” mode, but they work with kids so they have to be a little more… relatable? Kids have to be able to feel a connection, so they’re comfortable, so the settings got a bit more “character” and so now we essentially have these two beings in one body.

3) I think that Sun and Moon share a headspace of sorts- they can both think, regardless of who is “driving”, they can hear each other’s thoughts, buuuut… I think I like the idea that they can’t actually experience what is going on. Think of it like… maybe a plane. One is piloting, the other has a headset so they can both communicate, but whoever isn’t flying is chillin in the cabin with all the windows covered.

If Sun is in control and goes “ooh, their hair is so cool!” Moon is back there like “Well WTF does it look like dude??? You can’t just think that and not share what it looks like!”

So! For simplicity’s sake, I’m gonna use “He/Him” when referring to one, “they/them” when referring to both in this post, cause even with me using he/him and they/them pronouns, I’d probably confuse myself.

Sun (Normal)

Think teacher to young children- definitely overly “Hello Friend!” “No no Friend, we wouldn’t like it if someone else put glue in our hair would we? Noooo, so let’s not do that, okay?” Type persona, around the kids at least.

When there aren’t any kids, I think he would still tend to lean more towards an optimist, someone who is nice because it’s the nice thing to do, and being nice can make people happy, and he likes to make people happy, type of personality.

I do like the idea of Sun going from :D to -_- once all the kids are for sure gone, not in a “ugh, kids” type of way, but in a “wooo, those kids wear me out everyday, love that about them tho” type of way.

(Honestly, I kinda look at him like… it’s so easy for people to do him like people did Papyrus- incredibly innocent, oblivious, “precious lil cinnamon roll” personality with no depth, but like… no.)

Sun probably doesn’t swear- not necessarily from programming, but just because he generally feels little to no need to do so, but like… in some situations, he might would. Not in front of the kids though.

Sun (Security Breach)

So- when you work with/have small children, you tend to need a “sixth sense”. The “it’s quiet… too quiet…” type feeling. The “I heard one child go ‘oooh’ and now I gotta sprint over there to make sure some other kid isn’t doing something wrong” type vibes. I think, even if he doesn’t know for SURE what is up with some of the other animatronics, I definitely think he felt the “bad vibes” when whatever happened, happened, hence his anxiety and obsession with keeping Gregory safe and within his sight.

(I think maybe he had a better idea because of Moon, who was directly affected, but I also think that maybe due to whatever happened, their connection weakened, or maybe Moon was able to keep his thoughts private, at least at a certain point.)

I think he has been running the show on his own as much as possible, maybe even making the kids have nap time with the lights on, which likely didn’t help him relax, when he has to do everything and feels like if he doesn’t then someone might get hurt.

Moon (General)

Not a “sleeper” but instead a night owl who loves the night because it’s supposed to be calm, quiet, peaceful… and he appreciates those who keep it that way, whether it be by sleeping, reading, or listening quietly to some soothing music.

He oversaw nap time because of this, and because his personality tends to be more calm and relaxed, at least with the kids, and if a kid couldn’t sleep, then he would help them find a quiet activity if they didn’t already have one they wanted to do- something that was still relaxing and allowed for “rest”

Away from the kids I imagine he was more of a loner type- while Sun wants to socialize, Moon is perfectly content with relaxing and busying himself, although he doesn’t mind some time with the other animatronics.

(Essentially, extrovert and an introvert, although I do find those TikTok’s where Moon joins in with some after hours entertainment with the other bots hilarious, so let’s say he has his moments.)

Moon (Security Breach)

Was affected directly, became more “I will get my peace, either voluntarily or by force.”

Had moments of “clarity” or before he became “severely” feral where he would hear from Sun about what he had done during his turn, and maybe he didn’t remember how he scared that kid so bad, so he withdrew even more.

Sun (absolute nonsense thoughts)

I think he’s somehow both an amazing casual flirt, in a way that’s got you like “why is he so smooth??” He can also tell when people are flirting. I definitely think his flirting is much more “clean” with maybe one or two bits that have you wondering if those were accidents or if he meant for those to be innuendos.

But…

I ALSO think he is sometimes oblivious as to how some of the things he says/does can come across as flirting, and can also get flustered by more casual flirting/genuine compliments.

He’s protective, sort of… not in a “I doubt your abilities” type of way, but in a “I can tell this person has an attitude, let me casually make my way over there before Human can, just cause I don’t want them to have to deal with this rudeness.”

Definitely the type to pick up a belligerent guest and escort them out with a “Sorry, I don’t think I will set you down just yet!” “I will aaaabsolutely NOT let you keep talking to Human like that! Come along!” When he notices them, particularly if they’re in your space though. Not because you can’t handle it, but because he just wants to help you out, because that’s nice!

Moon (Absolute nonsense thoughts)

Much more likely to be the “I bully you because I love you” type of person. After security breach though, it’s a bit more asshole-ish. He’s a bit skittish and slow to trust, and certainly much more of a pessimist.

He fully expects for you to not like him, and he’s one of those “I’m gonna be cold and rude, cause *tragic backstory*” type personalities essentially.

If he flirts, it’s probably much more “that was definitely an innuendo, weirdo” type of flirting, finds “wouldn’t you like to know?” “Bet you wish you could?” Retorts to be entertaining.

As he readjusts emotionally, genuine comments are more and more effective, much more so than with Sun. Even before, he was nap time police! Kids weren’t exactly flocking to him, so a genuine compliment is sure to get him all sorts of flustered.

Honestly, I could see some…

“Moon! You can’t say things like that! You’re going to scare them off!”

“Then clearly they shouldn’t have gotten a job here.”

“Damn Sun, what’s got you all giggly?”

“Oh, they’re just flirting, it’s pretty cute… bet I can do better though!”

“Ugh… they sound annoying.”

“Uhhhhhhhhhhh”

“What’s going on?”

“Uhhhhhhhh…”

“Are you malfunctioning?”

“They said… they think I’m pretty”

“Awwww!”

(Idfk let me be stupid)

[uzumakiusagi26]

Hi @macrauchenia! Here is your gift for @tog-secret-santa! Hope you like it!

A day from a leader's life!

Summary: Rak is a great leader and has many responsibilities. It's not always easy to take care of them, but is nothing he can't he handle.

Warning: This story take place in the Season 3 of the webtoon so it contains some spoilers.

Rak Wraithraiser is the great leader of the most known team from the Tower. Rak knows that, as a big and fantastic leader like him, he has a lot of important things to do every day. It's hard, but he is strong and he wants to get stronger.

And because he has so many things to do he made a list:

1.Go to sleep early so you can get stronger

2.Wake up early so you can get stronger

3.Drink water so you can get stronger

4.Eat so you can get stronger

5.Train so you can get stronger

6.Get stronger so you can be stronger and so you can punch blue turtle when he makes fun of you

These are his normal duties every day. Simple, but helpful.

But as a great leader, he has more duties than the normal ones. Because a leader has to make sure his teammates are in a good condition.

Sounds easy? Well..most of it is easy.

He has good teammates. The warrior turtle and tracksuit turtle are the most responsible turtles from his team. They know the importance of a good schedule and they take care of their health as everyone should do. The red turtle and useless turtle don't disturb Rak, because even if they don't do much, they eat and drink as much as not to make Rak worry for their health. The lizard and the ghost eyeball turtle are making his life hard sometimes but is nothing he can't deal with. Even the new turtles that joined their team, like the big-eyed turtle, are having normal schedules so Rak doesn't have to worry about them.

But in every team exist the black sheep. In Rak's team, these black sheep are a certain blue turtle and black turtle. Rak is 100% sure that two turtles never heard about a good schedule before or about taking care of their health. Oh, no! Because these two are the most self-sacrificing,  STUPID turtles Rak ever seen.

Every day, he has to take care of them to not push themself too much and every day Rak feels he lose his sanity a little bit more.

But as a responsible person, he made a list of how to take care of the two idiots too.

First, he has to wake both of them up. This is the easiest part because the three of them go to sleep together, so he knows his turtles slept enough to have the energy for the day. But sometimes, they like to fuck his brain cells and that morning was one of these special times in which Rak knew his sanity will deteriorate.

When Rak woke up, no one was in the room. He sighed knowing what is going to happen and went down to the kitchen.

Exactly as he expected, the blue turtle was typing on his light-sparkling cube with a mug in his hand and the black turtle was arranging on the table the plates with food.

"Black turtle, you made the breakfast for everyone...again?"

"...yes"

"From when are you awake?"

"Uhm...5 minutes?"

"YOU CAN'T MAKE BREAKFAST FOR EVERYONE IN 5 MINUTES!"

Rak felt a vein was going to explode. He approached by Khun and looked straight in his eyes.

"And you, blue turtle? When did you wake up?"

"10 minutes ago and I made myself some coffee! Now leave me alone, stupid gator.

Rak looked around and spotted on table three other empty mugs in which he was sure there was coffee. Rak felt his blood boiling.

"That's your fourth coffee, blue turtle!" Rak said and Khun twitched. Rak knew he caught Khun with the lie. He wanted to punch both of them, but he refrained.

"....I can drink 4 coffees in 10 minutes!"

"THAT'S WORSE!"

Rak grabbed with his claws the two boys and threw them back in the bedroom, ignoring their complaints.

"Each turtle needs to sleep for 8 hours! Go back to sleep! I'll wake you in an hour!" He heard the two groan, but Rak knew they were going to do what Rak told them. Even if they do stupid things like this, Rak can trust his turtles.

"Stupid turtles, ruining my schedule!" Rak murmured, going back in the kitchen to make sure his other teammates turtles are taking care of themself.

The second thing he has to do is to make sure the two turtles eat properly. And this is where the chaos starts.

Black turtle doesn't have a big problem with eating adequately. He learned in FUG the importance of three meals in a day and 2-3 snacks. The black turtle's biggest problem is that he forgets to drink water. But this problem is always quickly resolved by Rak throwing a bottle of water in the black turtles' head and says: "Drink it!".

Instead, the blue turtle is eating his days! If Rak can make that idiot have three meals a day he can consider it a big victory.

"BLUE TURTLE THAT'S YOUR FIFTH COFFEE AND YOU HAVEN'T EATEN ANYTHING YET!"

"I am not hungry! I'll eat later."

"THEN STOP DRINK COFFE!"

"I need coffee to function!"

"EAT SOMETHING AND DRINK WATER!"

"NO!"

Rak feels his blood boiling. If this is how he wants to play, then let's have fun.

"Gator what are doing? PUT ME DOWN!"

"Blue turtle refuses to eat, then I have to make him do it."

"I already have told you I am not hungry...mhmp!" Khun couldn't finish his sentence, because Rak shoved a spoon with food. (because the others can't cook, all the food was prepared by Bam, so no one was poisoned!)

"If the blue turtle doesn't want to eat alone, I have to force him! You can try to escape, but nor you nor I will leave this place until the plate is empty. Oh, I almost forgot about the water."

"Gator..."

"More you complain more we will stay here!"

Khun shut up and ate.

The third thing Rak has to do is to make sure his turtles are training in a proper way. And by a proper way, he means he has to make sure these stupid turtles don't overwork themself.

At this part, the blue turtle is more reasonable, because even with his firefish, his stamina is not the best. Khun's problem is when he is working on his lighthouse too much, but Rak knows how to handle this. All he has to do is throw himself on the lighthouse and Khun will stop, because he knows Rak will do that again if he continues his work. On the other place, the black turtle... likes to eat Rak's brain cells.

"Black turtle, the training finished! Why are you still here?"

"Huh? Oh, uhm...I wanted to practice a bit more, so I remained after you all left."

"Wait...you were here all this time?"

"...maybe."

"THE TRAINING FINISHED 4 HOURS AGO!"

"Uhm...yeah, but I really need to practice this attack more so I can b able to use it in the next battle..."

"I DO NOT CARE! IF I CAN FORCE BLUE TURTLE TO EAT, I CAN FORCE BLACK TURTLE TO STOP TRAINING TOO!"

Rak took Bam and put him over his own shoulder and left the training room. Bam said nothing, knowing the fact that even the smallest sound will make Rak even angrier.

The fourth thing Rak has to do is to make sure his turtles go to sleep at a decent hour. This is both the duty Rak detest the most and the one that makes Rak's life a living hell. Why? Because those two can go 3 days without sleeping if Rak wouldn't be there. But even if it is hard, Rak has a perfect plan.

The first step is to find the two turtles. This is the easiest part because he knows exactly where they can be. If they are not in the kitchen or their room then...

Bam is, again, in the training room.

"Black turtle?"

Bam looked at his friend a little scared, knowing Rak is going to scream at him.

"Time to sleep."

"It's just 11 pm! I am not tired so I'll stay..."

"I DIDN'T ASK IF YOU ARE TIRED OR NOT! I SAID IT'S TIME TO SLEEP, I DIDN'T ASK IF 'YOU WANT TO GO TO SLEEP'!" Rak grabbed Bam by his waist with his claw and took him up going to get the blue turtle. Bam said nothing more.

Khun could be in just one place...his office.

"Blue turtle, time to sleep!"

"You don't know to knock at the door? And what are doing with Bam?"

"The same thing I am going to do with you too...put you to sleep."

"What? You are not my mother. I can go to sleep when I want!"

"You understood wrong, just like the black, turtle so I will explain again: I DIDN'T ASK IF YOU WANT OR NOT TO GO TO SLEEP!"

Rak took Khun in the same way he took Bam and went to their room, throwing the two boys in their beds.

"Ugh...gator! I have plans and strategies for the war to do! I don't have time to play with you!"

"Khun..calm down a bit, please. I don't Rak is playing."

"Black turtle is right, blue turtle! Now go to sleep!"

Here comes the second step begins: Make these two sleep.

"I said sleep!"

"We can't fall asleep in 5 minutes, gator!"

"IT PASSED AN HOUR ALREADY!"

"Sorry, Rak...me and Khun aren't used to go to sleep this early!"

"Yeah...I mostly go to sleep at 4 am."

"Same or an hour earlier."

"THIS IS NOT A PROPERLY, GOOD AND RESPONSIBLE BEHAVIOR! You two sleep or I will apply force and I am sure none of us want this scenario to happen, but if I have to I will."

Another hour passed and finally, to Rak's happiness, his turtles fell asleep. Rak sighed and took two blankets and covered Khun and Bam. He sat down on the floor, looking at them, his eyes softened at the sight of the two sleeping boys.

Rak finished all his duties so, he can finally relax. He kissed the two boy's foreheads and stayed in the silence of the night, the only noise that could be heard was their heartbeats.

As he always does, Rak stays and looks at Khun and Bam, and remembered everything they went through. He remembered how many times he almost lost them, how they thought Bam was dead for 7 years, how Khun became cold and closed his feelings in him. How Bam was hurt by Rachel again. How he almost lost Khun because of Rachel and how for two years he was in a coma. He almost lost the blue turtle again after they woke him up. His turtles are always in danger and Rak...and Rak is afraid that he will lose them.

Tears were falling from Rak's red eyes because just when he is alone with the night he can give free rein to the emotions he hid in his big heart because behind his mask of a strong leader, Rak was a good friend who cares about his two precious turtles.

And...as in every night, he put his claws on the two sleeping boys' hearts, wanting to make sure these two are still there with him. He was watching at them and said:

"God Turtle...if you really exist, please listen to my prayer. I will make sure these two will eat and drink water. I will make sure they won't overwork themself and I will make sure they will sleep 8 hours. I will make sure they are not hurt. I will take care of their health. I will even make these two idiots realize they are in love with each other. I will get stronger so I can protect them. I will fight for their safety.  I will do all of these things so please God Turtle...please...if you really are there...if you really exist...please...I'll do everything I need to do to take care of them so please...don't take blue turtle and black turtle away from me again."

[askintothevoids]

“AAAAAHHHHH!!! OH SHIT!”

“Shut up! You’re being too loud!” Buddy whisper-yelled.

“Eat my foot old man!” Harper barked back.

“I’m younger than you!”

Jane lazily glanced over at her younger siblings, occupied with the broken chains of a swingset. To be fair, it was pitch dark out and it was 3 am. Daniel held the bolts as Jane snapped them together.

“Would you shut your yappers? You’re gonna wake them up.” Daniel mumbled, as he kept a steady grip.

“Yeah, Buddy.” Harper sneered, huffing in their brother’s face.

“He means you too, forb-eater.”

“Lizard breath.”

“Don’t make me come over there.” Jane hissed at the two.

A sisterly threat was always welcome.

“Ok, Mom.” Harper teased.

“You would wish I was as forgiving as Mom,” Jane retaliated, baring her fist.

Harper seemed to back down a little as Jane’s usual laidback tone spun into annoyance.

“Hold the flashlight a little higher.”

Daniel poked the flashlight in Buddy’s hands with his elbow.

“Oh, shit, yeah, sorry.”

The older pair finally got the swings fixed in place, before ushering into their old spots. It had been awhile since they’d all been in the same place. Daniel and Harper sat on the swings, while Jane and Buddy climbed their way up so they could lay on the monkey bars.

“It’s crazy, isn’t it?” Jane thought aloud.

“What’s crazy?”

Jane’s gaze was fixed on the stars, the ease of night led her mind to a trail of memories.

“We’re all almost adults.”

“Ugh, gross.” Daniel, Harper, and Buddy responded in unison.

Jane laughed, there was a somber feeling to this reunion.

“It’s not that bad. It’s not like any of us can go anywhere.”

“But we are going somewhere.” Daniel chimed in.

“Yeah. Somewhere.”

Buddy spoke next, his voice calm and monotone.

“Remember when Mom would take us stargazing..?”

“Hehe, yeah, none of us could ever remember the constellations.” Harper fondly offered.

“Yeah.”

Daniel glanced upward.

“How fucked up do you think we are?” Daniel, always speaking with artistic insight.

“Oh, bad.”

“Worse than homemade soap wine.”

“Like if God ripped the rib from Adam just for fun.”

The four of them gave a light hearted chuckle.

“It’s not like its Mom and Papa’s fault though.”

“No, it isn’t. The world is too dangerous, to live comfortably that is.”

Jane turned toward her little brother.

“What about you and Édouard?” Jane asked, pointing a claw toward the woods.

“I..I don’t know. I mean, everything has to end sometime.” Buddy spoke, “It’s just one of those things.”

“Sad.”

“I know.”

Life is a long start. In the gaze of adolescence, such a fate seems crueling. There is danger wherever we look, and we try to blame it on others. But often, it is a matter of a fact of the hand at play, and often in what lies in the void. (Abigail Jacobs, 2023)

“Do you think they’ll go mad..?” Harper asked.

There was silence.

“I don’t know. Some things are often left unanswered.” Buddy said.

I have watched my friends grow used. Their minds left with infected mush, I have killed those who suffered such fate. I watch Virgilius with worry, but I now see there is someone else who could need my protection. (Camila Mejia-Cortes, 1526)

“Everything happened before us.”

Everyday, I watch upon my grandson in my dreams. He is young and small. He reeks of rotten blood, copper running through his veins. I usually do not write in such a way, but something needs to be said. I worry for him. I find his father distasteful, and my daughter bends to his will, I beg my beloved to save him. But, I believe he will be stuck. Perhaps I will speak to him, like my own has done to me. (Verrill Johnson, 2065)

“You guys wanna grab some breakfast tomorrow?”

“Yeah.”

“Sure.”

“Sounds good.”

My brother is next up. But, I can’t have that happen, otherwise it will be Annette, or Edith. Neither do I want Virgilius to bear the loss of his wife and children, such things shouldn't be wished on others. Even if I am disgraced, I still want my girls to sit on the steps of my line, near me or my brother. They are the last of us. Or that you are just listening to the words of a dead woman? I wish prosperity upon you, whoever you are, whoever is reading this. Keep the children safe. Long live Queen Annelous. Quisusaih shares her light. (Agnes Drummond-Emsworth, 1328)

“Goodnight.”

“Night, guys.”

I say this while still in sound mind. I play the fool at times, but I know that forgetfulness runs in the family. I feel guilt for my actions, and I do deserve Virgil’s scorn. Yet, Ms. Mary has behavior I have not seen before. Gray in areas where preachers would scowl. I would like to know them better, as Mary has a face I can’t seem to look away from. They are elegant, like a stocky horse. But the lack of color intrigues me, not to mention their son is precious. (Remus O’Malley-Gator, 1854)

“Night.”

“Aren’t you going to bed?” Jane asked.

“No, I think I’ll stay out here a little longer.”

“Well, go to bed soon.”

“Kay.”

--g. I’m fine with it though. I see no use to push further. But, I fear what will happen to Patton. Perhaps his brother will find goodwill in his heart, which he will, my son is predictable in his golden heart. The fresh air would be a good idea. I know there is a house in the woods, that would house all of them. But I find Nick’s actions hard to navigate. If not, I don’t think I would. (Janus Van Den Bosch-Brzozowski, 2063)

“Shit.”

[notenoughlesbiancontent]

Got tagged by @alexharrier and I’m supposed to pick my top ten favorite women characters. The list was originally at 22, but I narrowed it down considerably to a round dozen and I can’t get rid of any more without extreme sadness. In no particular order, they are as follows:

12. Angel Evangelista- POSE

The cutest one and I just lose it a little bit every time I watch she and Papi in season 2. Also I love Indya Moore so much.

11. Frankie Bergstein- Grace and Frankie

She says all the weird stuff that I wish I was funny enough to say out loud. I recently scandalized my family by telling them that I would absolutely get with Lily Tomlin at any age and they for sure hated that so hard.

10. Stevie Budd- Schitt’s Creek

The sarcasm, the musical performance in Cabaret, the flannels. Just an icon all around.

9. Matilda- Everything’s Going to be Ok

Autistic character played by autistic actor: what’s not to love?? My heart melts every time I see her get a girlfriend for the first time.

8. Cameron Howe- Halt and Catch Fire

Genius computer programmer that’s a hot mess but also kind of amazing. I love her character the most because of her flaws and single-minded intensity.

7. Mia Warren- Little Fires Everywhere

Kerry Washington is so good in this role and I, like Izzie, wish I had her for a mom instead of the self-hating toxic PTA white bread that I do have for a mom.

6. Misty Day- American Horror Story: Coven/Apocalypse

The feelings that she had when Stevie Nicks appeared on screen are exactly the feelings I had when Stevie Nicks appeared on screen and stole my heart. A sapphic fashion icon. Also the part where she cries forever in her own personal hell when she has to dissect a live frog but then has no qualms slicing up some random dudes that killed her precious gators.

5. Petra Solano- Jane the Virgin

I loved her the most when she was being the show’s villain; I didn’t even need the gay redemption arc because she already existed that way in my head.

4. Nomi Marks- Sense8

I heard once that Keanu Reeves went out on a date with Jamie Clayton and for some reason that fact won’t leave my mind. She is such a cute actress and I love this role. She gets to do so many things throughout the course of this show and she is for sure the best part of Sense8.

3. Dani Clayton- The Haunting of Bly Manor

This woman has so much hair and anxious energy and I’m here for all of it. Even though this show is kind of short, I really liked it and she’s the part I can’t stop thinking about.

2. Good Janet (ok who am I kidding- all the Janets can come too)- The Good Place, even though she is decidedly Not A Girl (neither am I so who cares she can take over this list if she wants to)

Janet is the shit. She has some of the best jokes in all of television. The episode where they all have to escape into Janet’s void and thus all become Janets is one of the weirdest greatest bits that I’ve seen in television in recent years. 10/10 comedy.

and finally, the one that started it all, my OG gay root:

1. Miss Honey- Matilda

There are no words. I just have had a crush on this woman since my childhood and that’s pretty much it.

[lucidityisabsent]

hang up the phone

------- Jason: tasked ron with a certain mission

ron: certainly partakes. not so reliable -------

Jason: hey hey hey hey do not hang up..ok ok ok hello…ron hello??

ron:…just so you know  jason, your camel kicked me up side the head and rifled through my pockets taking everything i had left. i could barely raise myself to hear it laughing its hump off as i possibly saw it galloping in your direction singing ‘happy days are here again’. just as i got myself to my feet that unicorn jabbed me in the back. ran over me hollering ‘don’t mess with my camel honey’!! oh, and they took the cash. now i got nothing, except memories about those two cherries and a face full of dirt… what am i suppose to do now for rum? duuuuuuuuude, what is up with your freaking camel, man? it is outta control and so is its little hussy.

Jason: ron?…ado ronron, look look? wait what??! where the hell are you?  my camel did what? no no, my camel would never… a unicorn??? wait, where the hell are…

 ron: well that camel will do almost anything if you just sling some turkish gummy black in its direction. have to be careful to include its little hussy unicorn or she will light up your backside quite rightly and unforgiving. she is partial to black tar opium and starts to chant “In Xanadu did Kubla Khan…”

Jason: i do not have one iota of an idea of what you are talking about. did you catch up  to my favorite neighbors? you were suppose to be…

ron: ooooh, yes yes, well, i am out on that part. although it has been a hell of a trip. best beware what amount you allot to this revenge idea. why don’t you just give your motley camel-unicorn duo the neighbor’s address. tell them it’s an opium den with free goods for sample. just sit back and listen to the consequence of a jerked addict camel with a fire breathing drooling hussy as an escape dream trigger-loaded with a full magazine, and fresh blood dripping from her horn tip when your neighbor offers up a distorted face puzzle of an expression seeing that through a busted down door and soiled linen. anyway, good luck with that. i was out as soon as i found out they were sitting on a cache of missile launchers.

Jason: look, you are in dire need of sleep i am venturing, just enough to get all that shit out of your system. did you go see the doctor about your …

ron: oh, it was nothing. i was given the wrong diagnosis, besides trees are asking questions. gotta go. do me a favor and make sure you water the plant. see ya…

8th day

 Jason: hello yeah yeah…say man, where the hell have you been? you need to start leaving your phone on so…

 ron:  that’s so sweet�� ok i been gone since feb 4th or 8th or shit who cares. let me tell you jason your camel took me for a hell of a ride there captain. and its little hussy if you remember this at all. well she turned out to be, well hmmm she, ok not so bad through all the stitches and bruises. she is a very loving unicorn if there is such… oh by the way, you been keeping an eye on that delicate plant have you, that most precious flower? making sure her thirst was well quenched?

Jason: ron hey ron…

ron: bravo my good man! you know your camel informed me of many a tall tale throughout our travels and trippings amongst the sheets and galleries between the blowing winds up high in the trees. i tell you out on the dotted line alligator alley at 3 in the morning with empty bellied gators croaking on either side was more than your well versed camel friend had bargained for, and it freaking left me to fend off that 4-way orange barrel sunshine state by my lonesome. anyway, it is all too much for me dammit…i just wanted to…

Jason: look look …let me get a word in here will ya… we have not heard… i mean where have you…

ron: oh shit, was i suppose to tip that camel? anyway i was driving like 65-75 and had blur machines whizzing by my face but i was as happy as a, as a… well i was sticking to 65 mainly because of the warrant and i did not want to end up in any ole jail in the deep south with that great big huge battle flag outside the cell and i do not know why after all the resistance well why they do not just fly the ‘Bonnie Blue’ and save a lot of feelings hurt, but i am sticking to 65 mph (and digging the palms you see) because as i mentioned, the warrant you know.

Jason:  could you slow down for a second and answer me…

ron: ooooh shit man…guess who just woke up and is none too happy that your camel isn’t around!! i gotta tell ya i forgot all about her! sorry man, but i have got to pull over and get a different car. this one has a bloodthirsty hussy unicorn in it i have to leave way behind…

Jason: wait, what?!! hey hey hey...

ron: i will call i will call don’t worry i will… hey hey buddy, buddy, what kind of car is this?

Jason: ron ron you there? ron damn it...

ron: geez man, you have a nice car! say, what does that engine sound like, buddy? uh oh…nice. would you mind i slide behind the steering wheel for a couple seconds check this bad girl out... -------

[missweber]

Here’s the final part of this story for Day 7 (Free Day) of @lardo-week! Please excuse any typos, but I am falling asleep as I type. AO3 version goes up tomorrow. I had good intentions, but Benadryl.

(Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6)

Read the entire thing on AO3

Chapter 7 - to arrive where we started

"We shall not cease from exploration

And the end of all our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started

And know the place for the first time"

–T.S. Eliot

A year after Lardo graduated, her bà ngoại moved into a retirement community. It wasn't quite assisted living, but assistance was available. 

At first, Lardo's mom looked at it as a failure on her own part. As a dutiful daughter, she should be the one to look after her mother in her old age just as her mother had looked after her during infancy.

Lardo knew all too well what it was like to struggle with the idea that what you thought you should do wasn't always the right thing to do. 

Bà ngoại had laughed aside the idea as she patted mom's hand. "We would murder each other, my precious girl. Besides, I'm going because I want go and before I have to go. And all of my friends are there. I'll be able to play cards every day, if I like."

Oh, yes. Cards. Lardo had seen bà ngoại at the card table. Bà ngoại at the card table was like Lardo at the pong table. 

It didn't take much imagination to see a younger bà ngoại kicking everyone's asses at flip cup. 

Scratch that. It didn't take much imagination to see bà ngoại kicking everyone asses now.

"What are you smiling at, child?" Bà ngoại asked with an innocence that fooled absolutely no one.

"The way you're going to totally dominate the canasta table. So, do you need any help moving? I know some big strong guys who owe me a favor or five."

And so it was that all four foot ten of bà ngoại led a procession of current and former hockey players down the halls of the Fern Hill Retirement Community. Lardo wasn't sure what grapevine had been called into play, but all of her bà ngoại's friends had found some reason to pass through that part of the building. 

Later, Lardo would swear she saw one woman fan herself like she was Blanche from the Golden Girls.

If the smugness radiating off of bà ngoại could be converted into energy, all of Boston would be shining like the sun.

Bà ngoại had few enough things that none of the guys had to make more than two trips. Ransom and Holster took their leave as soon as they were done, as did Snowy, but from the look of things, Tater had gotten himself adopted by a couple of elderly Russian widows, while Bitty had locked in on the community's most avid bakers as if he were a butter-seeking missile. She wasn't sure where Jack and Shitty had gone off to, but they could look after themselves.

The larger pieces of furniture had been set where they needed to be with little fuss (except for one carved wooden table which had to be set just so), and all the boxes were placed in the appropriate spots as decreed by Lardo's clipboard.

"Do you need any help unpacking, bà ngoại?"

Bà ngoại waved her off even as she dug into the one box that she had carried herself. "No... actually yes. I would love it if you got my bed made up. I have a few things I need to do before I can call this place home, and then I think I will take a nap."

It didn't take long to find the sheets and make the bad, thanks the clearly labeled boxes. When she returned to the living room, she smiled to see the old photo of her ông ngoại already set up on the carved wood table, right where it belonged, surrounded by the familiar vases, bowls, and incense burner. 

But bà ngoại wasn't done with whatever it was she needed to make this place a home. She held a large framed picture to her chest and was clearly deciding between two possible walls. 

"There, I think," bà ngoại said, pointing to the wall next to the kitchenette. "Can you help me hang this?"

This was a framed picture of a blobby, spiky animal—supposedly a triceratops—in faded pinks, yellows and oranges. It was an unskilled drawing, but Lardo could see the beginnings of a sense of color, of form, of light.

"Yeah," she said, voice thick. "Let's do this."

There was measuring, and marking, and squabbling, and a couple of bent nails, but eventually the picture was up.

"There. Now this is home," bà ngoại declared. Her late husband's photo and her granddaughter's drawing were both where they should be, and apparently that was all it took.

Lardo hugged her gently, remembering when bà ngoại had been the taller one and she was the smaller one. 

Lardo had been Larissa back then, a little girl who had loved dinosaurs almost as much as she loved her bà ngoại.

"Do you remember how you always said you wanted to be a paleontologist when you grew up?"

Lardo sort of remembered that, but what she actually remembered was—

"You always used to get so mad when your parents told people how you used to pronounce it!" bà ngoại said gleefully.

"Arrrgh!" Lardo cringed in embarrassment and tugged at her hair. "They said it was cute! I hate being called cute!" 

The way bà ngoại smiled said that she knew damned well just how much Lardo hated it—and found it cute.

"I remember how much you loved making up stories with your toy dinosaurs. Do you still have that big plush one?"

"Mr. Steggy?" She scoffed. "Heck yeah I still have him!"

"Good. I thought it was a little sad when you stopped being so interested in dinosaurs."

"Mr. Steggy is forever. And now I'm into ducks, which are, like, stealth dinosaurs."

She still remembered the little thrill when she learned that dinosaurs were still around in the form of birds. 

They hadn't gone extinct.

They just weren't what you expected them to turn out to be. But they were still there.

She hugged her bà ngoại goodbye and went to collect her boys.

The others assumed that her thoughtful mood on the way home was due to the idea of moving her grandmother into a retirement community, but that was only part of it.

She thought about all the times her family asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up. 

At first, she had wanted to be a paleontologist the way other kids wanted to be astronauts, back when it wasn't the reality of the job you wanted but the cool factor of ACTUAL MONSTERS or SPACESHIPS.

Then, there was the dream of being an artist.

And fuck it, she was an artist. She just also happened to be an equipment manager for a professional hockey team, a job that wasn't in any way, shape, or form on her list of dream jobs at any point ever.

But, via a 'happy accident,' George had mentioned something to Thirdy about needing to train up a replacement for Stu, and Thirdy had said something to Marty, and...

And because a previous 'happy accident' had led her to Jack and a job that got her away from that miserable deep-fryer, here she was.

She had taken to the job like a duck-billed dinosaur to water. It hadn't taken long for the team to take to her. Of course it helped that Jack already loved her, Tater already adored her, Snowy already admired her, and Poots already (rightfully) feared her.

She was jolted out of her musings when Jack pulled up in front of Haus 2.0.

"Later, gator?" Shitty asked. Lardo didn't say anything, but gave him a lingering kiss. 

With training camp starting up soon, it made more sense to crash with Jack and Bitty during the week. In another year, she and Shitty would probably be ready to find a place of their own, so it didn't make sense to move into our out of either place completely.

Jack and Bitty had to go on a grocery run, which Lardo suspected was an excuse to give her some alone time.

Jack was a good bro, really he was.

Lardo let herself into the condo. The picture hanging next to the kitchen pass-through was familiar enough that she didn't usually notice it anymore, but now she stopped to look at it.

Bitty had declared that Still Life With a Fuckton of Jam was one of his favorite graduation presents, and the fact that he hung it by his beloved kitchen said more than a 'thank you' ever could.

She passed by her Junior Show sky-scape as she cut through the living room. She loved that it was owned by someone who saw it being made and who wanted to hang on to the memory of the making of it.

No, this wasn't what she pictured when she thought about being an artist when she grew up, but that dream was still very much alive. Just not in the way she had expected it to be.

It was better. She would never say this out loud, because it would completely nuke her cred, but it was all tangled up in love. 

Even when she was doing work for hire, it was still about the people. She still went to the Macey's used bookstore where the steps she had painted enticed young readers up to a nook furnished with cushions and hidey-holes. And every time, Macey still gushed about how she had wanted a staircase like that in her bookstore ever since she saw one as a child, and now she had the store of her dreams, and wasn't it wonderful?

She was halfway through another commission, this one for a friend of Snowy's who needed a re-do on his mask after getting traded to the Aeros. Jukes was super-psyched about the retro-futurist space-themed design she was doing in the Aeros' silver and red, so psyched Lardo half-suspected that kid-Jukes would have said he wanted to be an astronaut when he grew up (possibly a hockey-playing astronaut—he was Canadian, after all).

Snowy had taken one look at the design and had declared that by the end of the season, Lardo would have a three year waiting list, and that if he weren't so superstitious about his current mask, he'd be next in line after Jukes.

Having another job (one that she loved) gave her the freedom to pick and choose the art she wanted to do the way she wanted to do it and for the people she wanted to do it for. One day, she might be able to do it full time and she really hoped she would get there.

The important thing was, she was an artist. It was an essential part of who she was and who she would be, just like Bitty didn't need to own a bakery to be a baker.

She flopped down on the bed in Jack's guest room (which was already halfway to being 'her' room). She was exhausted enough to want to nap, but too keyed up to do so.

So, she picked up her bedside sketch pad, flipped to a mostly empty page, and began doodling.

She started with a triceratops.

[bucket-girl]

Chapter 2-1 Personal Info logs

In chapter 2, it’s possible to buy the personal info of Nao, Reko, Gin and Q-Taro with tokens, but it’s easy to miss. Reloading saves and redoing minigames is a hassle so I wrote them down for convenience. Most of them are in the form of conversing with AIs, I’ve put Sara’s lines in italics. Text under cut.

Gin > History ...History? What should I talk about, woof? "Hm... Just an introduction would make me happy." Gin Ibushi from Heiwa Elementary Class 6-3! I'm 12 years old, meow! I take care of the animals, meow!! "Is school fun for you?" Hmm... It's not that fun 'cause of some guys I don't like, meow. But it's fun to meet friends, woof! We play games together, meooow! "Do you wear that outfit to school, too?" Nah, because people get mad. It's only when I'm at home, woof! ...It's kinda easier to talk when I wear this, meow. But I can't wear it to school, so I get uneasy, woof. So people at school tell me I'm obedient, woof! But that's wrong... meow... My aspirations are to live with animals all the time, meow! "Heehee... What kinds of animals?" I'm way into gators right now, meow! They're cute, wooooof!

> Physical Info I'm 138 centimeters and 35.5 kilograms, meow! That's 4 foot 6 inches and 78 pounds, woof! And I grew 2 centimeters at my last checkup, meow! "Your growth spurt and voice change must be coming up soon." Obviously, meow! I'm gonna be bigger than you, big sis Sara! "Ahaha, I'm sure you'll look really cool. I've got high hopes for you." Yeah! I'll sweep you off your feet, meow! Be grateful, woof! "Okay, let's make it a promise." Got it, meow! A promise for when I outgrow you, woof!

> Relatives My family's a double-income household, meow! I don't have siblings, so... It's lonely when I'm there by myself, meow... My mom's super nice even when she's exhausted, woof. No matter how late she gets home, she always makes dinner... And no matter how much I tell her not to overwork herself... "Do you like your mom?" I love her, meow! I'm worried how she's even busier lately, woof... "What about your dad?" I don't like some things... but I like him, meow. But I super hate when he's a drunkard who causes trouble, meow! It's embarrassing, woof! And he's always getting yelled at by mom and apologizing, so it's like he's got no dignity, woof. I don't wanna be that kind of pathetic grown-up, meooow! ...But I'm sure I won't, meow. 'Cause I'm not blood-related to dad, woof. "Huh...?" I heard he married mom when I was 2, meow! So that genetics stuff won't make me turn out like him, woof! "Is that so...?" Well, it's not like I hate dad, woof. It's true, meow!

> Death Game info I dunno, meow... It's scary, woof... What's dying feel like, meow...? "I... don't know either." I don't wanna never meet mom and dad again, meow... Big sis Sara... are you scared too, meow? "...Yeah, I am." "...Really scared..." .......... I'll definitely protect you, meow! Come see me anytime, woof! "Heehee... Thanks..."

> What he holds dear What I hold dear...? That's hard, meowww. Hm... It's gotta be mom and dad, meow! I'd be sad if they went away, woof! Ah! And the Mew-chan cushion I'm always with! They're super precious to me, meow! We're always together, so I forgot, meow! Sorry, Mew-chaaan! Woof... "Mew-chan is family to you too, huh?" That's right, meow! I got seriously mad when dad was gonna throw them away, meow! Unforgivable, woof! Get me a new one?! No way, meow!! You're a dummy, woof! I'm getting furious just remembering, woof! Mom should yell at him again, meowww!

Q-Taro > History I was raised up in an orphanage that's just a mite bit weird. Had people from all sortsa countries. I got a lotta dialects and stuff mixed in me... 'Course, they sent me to compulsory education up 'til high school. Can't thank the place enough. An' now, I'm a pro baseball player. ...Kiddos at the orphanage root for me, too. I wanna hurry up and show 'em... That even guys in situations like ours can get on a mound and have the stadium roarin'... Well, point is, I got no history yet. I'm about to be makin' some radiant records! Better get yer autographs early, Sara!

> Physical Info 6 foot 4 inches! 230 pounds! And lemme tell ya, it's all muscle, not fat! My position's pitcher, but I got confidence in my batting, base-running, and fielding! But my greatest weapon's my head. Gotta be smart to be a first-class athlete. "Is that how it is?" 'Course, I'm reflecting on the time I tore apart those puzzle rings by force, but...

> Relatives .......... "Is it hard to discuss?" Nah... there's just nothing to discuss. 'Cause I've never seen my birth parents' faces. Only place I knew was the orphanage. That's why... the people there were my moms and dads. Doesn't matter our blood relation. But, well... I do get thinkin' sometimes. What kinda people was I born to, and what kinda genetics do I got...? I started baseball jus' for fun, but... I've thought how if I pitch as a first-string pro... maybe my birth parents'll be watchin'. "...Do you want to meet them?" If we could talk and laugh it up, that'd be the best. All at ease, like "I'm havin' a great life"...

> Death Game info Huh, you're doin' this Death Game, right...? Knowin' me, I doubt I got even the slightest notion of dyin'. Hell, to a second-stringer, baseball's a Death Game with my life as a player on the line! But to do some self-analysis... I wonder if maybe I'll try an' win within the rules of the game... In the saga of a sports player, ya tend to forget about breakin' the rules. Maybe somebody like you, young and not knowin' fear, is more suited to findin' a path to survival. "...Is that so..." ...Sorry to make it sound like it ain't my business. I mean look, I'm an AI, y'know?

> What he holds dear Hold dear, huh... The caretakers at the orphanage, the kiddos... Of course, baseball, and... Myself... probably. I ain't gonna sugarcoat it. I don't wanna die, and I don't want the people I like to die. So I don't like to kick people... But if I gotta, I got the resolve. But I hate the kinda asshole who's got that as their first thought! ...Sorry for gettin' all fired up. Shouldn't have said that all cocky-like when you're involved in it... Don't you mind me.

Reko > History Err... I'mma super cool, 23-year-old singer-songwriter... Something like that? I've liked music since I was a kid. Classical, folk, heavy metal... I listened to all of it. Think around grade school, I found myself starting to compose and write lyrics. My instincts moved my body. That was a fun time... People praised me, and my parents were just plain happy... Once they started calling me a gifted kid... Then there started being more noise. Old bastards in the music industry wanting money... My pops craving the limelight... Before I knew it, I was making music that my heart wasn't in. In middle school, I rebelled. I was a rocker! I made tons of songs nobody even wanted! But even then, noise swarmed around me. Man, even my spirit had to give in. From high school on, all the spice was gone... Didn't even have anger... My activity dried up. I had tons of chances to be famous. But I smashed 'em all. I was totally just the industry's problem child. Everybody kept their distance from me. Once I couldn't even gather members, I borrowed Alice to make a band... Hahaha. Then two and a half years ago... He caused that incident... ... Well, at any rate, I am who I am now 'cause of that shitty past. Learn something from that, Sara?

> Physical Info 5 foot 7, 121 pounds. Pretty proud of my reflexes! And I can remember choreography in a snap, so... My memory's bangin'! Well... I'm not great at baseball and stuff... Hell, maybe I'm not great at anything that's got nothing to do with music. "By the way, what are your measurements?" N-No reason to tell you that, right?

> Relatives Family... Well, uh... ...I like my mom. Though she's a little weird. She's affectionate... and I cause her lots of trouble. Yeah, I gotta show my appreciation more. My old man... Well, he's a good guy... But let's say he gives in to temptation. He's not the most true to his convictions. I hated him for the longest time... But he's woken up now, and gone back to his plain and simple personality. After them is... Alice, huh. He's... what should I say? Why'd he do something like that...? A while after he got arrested... I left music Ahh... I just remembered. At the time, I wrote in my diary, which is rare... I wrote that music, the thing I'd poured my soul into all this time... suddenly felt like a cold series of notes... this inorganic thing. I wondered, was this how music sounded to people who didn't care about it...? ......... I always thought I didn't care about my brother, and never listened to him, but... Truth is... Maybe I was a little jealous of my normal brother. And acted that way out of spite. ... ...You shouldn't ever murder somebody...

> Death Game info Why do I gotta go through this shit...? Do we have anything in common...? I haven't got a clue...

> What she holds dear Believe it or not... I think family's important, right? I wanna show appreciation to my parents. But like, right now... The original me is being put through this Death Game, yeah? If she dies, she can't do... anything. So when you think of it like that, what's important's my own life, ain't it? "...What about your instruments?" Instruments...? "When I first met Reko... I heard she treasured her bongos." Bongos...? Well, sure. I'm playing bongos in my new band, but...

Nao Unlike the others, Nao's personal info comes as documents you can read wherever. > History Egasaki Elementary School ... Graduated Egasaki Middle School ... Graduated Third Kurotsuki Private High School ... Graduated Takesasa Private College of Art ... Currently 1st year Middle-class, born and raised by a very ordinary family. School grades below average. Focused on art starting in high school, and now seems interested in pursuing only that. Looks up to an art club advisor she met in high school, staying deeply intimate with him even post-graduation. Often seen going to the man's atelier. Doesn't appear to have many friends, but has a long association with most she does have, so it's suspected she values relationships. Also, refrains from going out at night, generally staying at home even on days off. No information known on what men she associates with.

> Physical info Nao Egokoro Age: 19 Gender: Female Height: 162cm (5'4") Weight: 55kg (121lb) Has little experience in sports and the like, limited to P.E. classes in compulsory education. Even so, her reflexes are poor. Perhaps due to her inclination toward art, she has very good eyesight. Her ability to remember a scene for a long time or recognize the individual flaps of a bird's wings is within reason, yet superb. Since much of this comes from practice, about the only thing that can be called a born talent, it is thought, is her passionate love for art. No other notable characteristics, although she has a large bust. (Sara will remark that the last line is harassment and tear it out)

> Relatives Born to a middle-class, extremely average family. Both parents are in good health. Having good relations with them, her situation is common yet happy. The father has been an office worker for 20 years. The mother has carried various jobs. No siblings. The father is under his wife's thumb. When they fight, it appears Nao Egokoro often defends her father to resolve the conflict.

> Death Game info Safely cleared the First Trial. Survived the first Main Game. Greatly affected mentally by death of her teacher. Took off with teacher's head and ran amok. This could be taken as mental weakness, but endurance of great shock could make her that much more mentally sturdy going forward.

> What she holds dear Most likely, Nao Egokoro treasures the artworks she has created, and brushes et al. received from her high school teacher. Due to minimal desire for money, she does not seem the type to want expensive things.

[demethinkstoomuch]

Deme Rates Villagers, Part 1: Alligators

While I build my hype for New Horizons, I thought I’d do something a little dumb. I thought I’d give my rating on all the villagers based primarily on their designs, though if I have a personal feeling, I’ll put it down as well. Please note that, with one (joking) exception, I love Animal Crossing’s villagers. They’re all good dogs, Bront, event the ones who are not dogs. So this is on a curve, and done in nit-picking good humor, so let’s just have fun! images are from the wiki, and so are going to be somewhat large or irregularly-sized. My scale is made up, and the points aren’t real.

To begin with, the Alligators!

Alfonse

Well, this is sure an alligator. The ringed spots are kind of cute! I’m not sure what the point of the eyelids being blue, but the contrast isn’t bad. Like the vast majority of Animal Crossing villagers, I have a vaguely pleasant feeling about him.

Let’s call this... 5.556/10.

Alli

Sometimes, villagers with random cartoony pink lips will be charming because they’re a little bit funny. Alli is not one of those. She’s not terrible, but she doesn’t press the comedy element of big lipstick lips on a creature without lips hard enough, so she falls kind of short. Her eyes probably would make a good, different gator.

It’s Not A Good Look When For Better Or Worse Characters Do It, It’s Not a Good Look When She Does It / 10

Boots

This is just a cute little alligator. Look at him. Precious! He is perfectly alligator-ish, precisely alligator-y. I do like natural-looking villagers from time to time, though I like them more when I can say they’re something specific. He has just enough detail to seem fun, but it still coalesces nicely. 

Alligator/Alligator.

Del

He’s a croc! He’s a croc who’s a croc! How dumb! How precious! Lookit him! No, but seriously, this is a great and punny concept, executed very subtly and simply, and I appreciate it. 

Croc/Alligator

Drago

How cool! How cute! A dragon! He’s got an absolutely solid design, with cute little frilly bits and a specific conception that meshes nicely, and it’s a fantasy villager, at that! A good, good dragon boy. He also kind of has the vibe of that big-lipped alligator from All Dogs Go To Heaven, and I don’t know if that’s a plus or a minus, but I wanted to make a note of it. Also, look at the scaly patterns on his legs and tail and snoot! How cute!

12 Also A DRAGON! / 10

Gayle

Also cute. Also good. Look at her cute little pink limbs and her cute little hearts. Very on-theme, in an aesthetically adorable way.

<3/10

Liz

A villager that hasn’t been around since the Gamecube days. And...I...have no opinions on her. She’s just sort of...There. Pink. Not bad.

-/10

Pironkon

A villager who I’ve never had the chance to witness, an animal from the Japanese Animal Forest E+. Which is a shame, because he’s quite nice. There’s something aesthetically cute about the creamy-white rings on the darker background. Very island-ish, very satisfying. Feels like an island paint Neopet, in a good way.

 2002 / My On-and-off Neopets Addiction

Sly

He’s a camo alligator, with sort of a desert camo vibe... That’s it. He’s fine, and I do like concepts that I can say “this has a concept,” but I can’t work up too much more than that.

551 / 10, because he makes me think about Sandile

On the whole, I seem to like alligators more than I thought I did. How nice! What good little critters.

[vincent-frankenstein]

some questions, some are silly 1. Whats your favorite toothbrush? 2. Favorite flower? 3. Any pets? 4. Favorite colour? 5. Do you ever wear sunglasses inside or is it just me? 6. Do you have a perfered type of shoe? 7. If you could be some sort or mythical/magical creature or something what would you be? I would like to be the Dark One from Once Upon A Time. Magic dude, its cool 8. What peice to you like to be from monopoly? 9. Favorite animal overall and different biomes, so fav sea animal too

ooooh omg i love these thank u :’))))

favorite toothbrush hmmmm i had… one of those musical toothbrushes when i was really little and i dont even remember what song it played, something disney but just. good memories i loved it

favorite flower is the canna lilly !! there’s this lil park down the street w canna lillies growing around the lake and it’s just so pretty i love them and also lilacs because fond memories

no pets :( but ive been wearing my parents down over getting me a leopard gecko so !! we’ll see !! if i get one im naming it toothless

favorite color hmm right now either a nice calming pastel green or the shade of purple that the discord purple heart emoji is

sometimes !! when i get overstimulated i put a pair on to dim the lights a bit and calm down

hmm probably gym shoes?? i like going for walks or on runs so i gotta have Good Shoes™

shapeshifter bc then i could be All The Things or if that’s not allowed then dragon bc dragons are Cool also thats So Valid ouat is amazing 

ooh uhhh ive only ever had the disney themed monopoly so i dont know the typical pieces but i always play as alice from alice in wonderland but i think theres a top hat in regular monopoly?? so top hat 

fave animal is the boelens python bc theyre absolutely precious oH or puffins precious babs

im not gonna go thru all the biomes buttttttt

sea is dolphins or jellyfish bc theyre Cool and i love them

snow biome is polar bears bc theyre so cool?? and cute???

and ofc in wetland biome aliigators bc. who doesnt love gators?? sweet lil logs i love themmm

[ohwhereartthou]

DRABBLE DAY TASK 3

It was like any other Sunday for Kinsley. Or so she thought. She woke up early as usual, about six am. The smell of Peppermint mocha coffee filled the female's nose. A smile formed upon her lips as she threw the comforter off of her and got out of bed. She stretched out her muscles and walked in the master bathroom. Letting out a small yawn, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes looked tired yet she felt energized. Shutting off the bathroom light she proceeded to walk out of the bedroom and down the winding staircase. The house seemed too quiet, "Alex? Girls?" she called out. Nothing. She raised an eyebrow and reached the bottom stair. Where was everyone? she thought. Walking over to the sofa, she saw that everything seemed to be nice and neat. Her husband, Alexander must have cleaned up after the crafting shenanigans from last night. Smiling to herself Kinsley walked into the kitchen and noticed a little note next to the keurig. 'Brought the girls to my mom's. Spending the day with the fellas. I'll see you later. Love you'. Kinsley grinned, as she grabbed a cup of coffee and took a sip. The warm liquid instantly warmed her up. Since she had the house to herself she pondered what she should do. 

A FEW HOURS LATER

Kinsley was busy all afternoon, she went Christmas shopping for her family, friends and co-workers. She had already planned ahead what she was getting everyone this year. Christmas time was Kinsley's favorite part of the end of the year. When it snowed she loved to take the girls outside and build a snowman family. Alexander always made the male snowman. However this year it wasn't as cold in Hartsville. It was particularly warm which made the female slightly sad. However, nothing would ruin her Christmas spirit. She gripped her bags tightly, as if they were precious cargo and stopped at her favorite coffee spot in town. Crema Coffee Bar was the best place to get any kind of coffee. She always loved stopping by trying something new each time. Walking in, Kinsley took a seat at one of the empty tables. Her favorite Barista Sheryl was there and always knew what Kinsley liked. "Hi Kins! Do you want something new or your usual?" asked Sheryl, smiling as she came to the table. Smiling, Kinsley replied, "Both please. It has been a long afternoon". Sheryl grinned and walked off. Meanwhile Kinsley decided to check her social media while waiting. She scrolled through Facebook first. There were lots of posts about Christmas tree decorating and silly random posts. There were even some posts about the infamous Tom Selleck. He was a gator who frequently roamed around wherever he wanted. Luckily Kinsley had never run into him before. Soon, Sheryl was back with two mugs of coffee.  One smelled like cinnamon and pumpkin. The other was her usual, hazelnut. Along with the drinks Sheryl added a Blueberry scone and cinnamon Danish. "Thank you Sheryl". With a nod, Sheryl left to attend to other customers. Kinsley couldn't wait to go home and relax after her busy day. 

BACK AT HOME

Kinsley sipped on her iced tea in the backyard. She had invited one of her best friends over. The two of them were just gabbing away and letting the sun give them a little tan. "I can't believe my birthday is coming up," complained Kinsley. She was kidding of course. She loved celebrating her birthday every year. "You're only going to be 27 babe. Don't worry. You look young still" teased Ariel Kensington. Kinsley shoved her friend playfully, almost knocking Ariel over. Ariel grinned while taking a sip of her drink. She peered into the yard noticing something moving in the shadows. "Kins, did your fence break?" she asked the blonde. Kinsley had no clue what Ariel was talking about. Then suddenly she saw him. She slowly turned to face Ariel looking nervous. "We should go inside," she suggested.  However Tom Selleck had already moved from his spot in the shadows. This made Kinsley very fearful. She wasn't a fan of alligators. "Don't move or we'll be gator food!" she exclaimed frantically. 

[freebooter4ever]

wally knows both eugene and snafu would die for him <3 he’s very happy and safe with his little family! ^_^ (also yes the tenderest of holds because wally is a precious baby! as all gators are!)

Eugene rocking Wally to sleep with “one little piggy, two little piggy, three little piggy” (because of course, like Snafu, Wally’s favorite food is pork) - for anon

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