#and yes he was inspired on him a little! mostly on his attitude

[gunthermunch]

Idk of it's a coincidence but Jojo reminds of the cat from coraline, texture and all. Also I wonder if lilith makes eye contact with Jojo and something in her spirit just says something isn't right (yes I believe that Jojo is a human who panic-transformed into a cat)

lilith thinks he's just ugly. for now

[pasteldaze]

YES PLS!! Yandere sugar daddy bakugou! Do u also have any recommendation for a fic like that??

Yandere! Sugar Daddy! Bakugou

A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait, I had uni and literally 0 inspiration lmao, I hope you like it!!

Being the number two hero means that there is hardly any time to meet someone. Bakugou with his brash nature has always struggled finding connections with people and even though his attitude has changed as he grew older, he still struggles to let people get close to him. Bakugou is often in the media for not having a partner, this is where his HR team come into play. Bakugou never wanted a partner as he viewed them as a waste of time when he should be focusing on hero work, but even the number two can admit that it can get a little lonely.

With the hero gala approaching, Bakugou's HR team thought that it would be a good time for him to get a date. Well. Not an actual date, a fake one. Bakugou's HR team approached Kirishima and asked if he knew anyone who would do the job, Kirishima mentioned you, a struggling student who can pay their bills even working in a coffee shop. They had Kirishima approach you and ask if you would be willing to. At first you were a bit hesitant but after Kirishima told you about the money, you decided to go for it, after all, you've always found the blonde attractive.

Bakugou blew up at his agency when he found out that they reached out to you, one of the only people he can stand talking to in the morning, but after some convincing he agreed that it would take less pressure off of him. He gets in contact with you and sends money for a new outfit, for your hair, makeup and nails and some extra on the side, you might as well have some fun if you're doing him a favour.

He was absolutely stunned when he saw you at the hero gala and that was all it took for the seed of obsession to be planted.

Bakugou is a kind sugar daddy, anything you want, you get, you don't even have to ask.

It started with just a couple of hero galas, then with being seen together in public to spending any free time with him.

After a while you try to break it off with him stating that taking his money didn't feel right to you, however a series of unfortunate events changed this.

He got you to move in with him after a couple of months when you suddenly got evicted (he threatened your landlord).

You felt even more at a loss when you were fired from your job because of a complaint (I wonder who sent that in 👀)

So you ended up relying on Bakugou more and more and he liked this, he liked having this control over you and what you do.

He is a very possessive and obsessive man, he loves seeing you wear the things that he bought for you *cough* his initial necklace *cough*

Overall he is mostly harmless but if you accept his gifts, let him take you out and pamper you, you will have an absolutely luxurious life.

A/N: I hope you like it, I'm so sorry that it took me so long to get through it!!!

[bobbydagen24]

some Head Cannons about Bro zone inspired by the fact literally everyone else has been doing these posts lol.

I think Floyd and Clay would end up trying to live with Branch in the Bunker but would find it too hard for multiple reasons one being Branch actually has loud night terrors often. that no one knows about but its actually one of the reasons why he still chooses to live so far away from everyone else in the village and Floyd and Clay are kept awake at nights just hearing him loudly screaming and shouting.

and one on occasion when they did try to wake him it resulted in Branch springing up and attacking them throwing one of them to the ground and pulling a weapon out of his Hair and nearly hitting them with it until Branch finally snapped out of it and realised where he was.

kinda helping Floyd and Clay realise for the first time how deeply affected Branch is by his past to the point he's still on such High alert even in his own home.

2. whenever Bro zone have any sort of arguments even if their not 100 percent serous and just mostly petty sibling Banter Branch still gets visibly afraid.

and nervous maybe even trying to defuse the situation but his voice and body language making it clear he's genuinely nervous which actually stops the other bros in their tracks.

and they try to reassure him the family isn't breaking up and its just normal sibling banter but regardless Branch isn't able to tell the difference between serous family shattering arguments and just normal day to day sibling banter.

so the bros try and make it more clear in the future that their just mostly joking around as opposed to seriously fighting amongst each other.

3. John Dory used to be a pretty social party animal but after spending over 20 years traveling with just Rhonda for company he's actually a pretty anti social person now.

tho he doesn't like to admit it and he tries to put on the persona of the social party animal in front of his Brothers he actually finds big crowds and meeting new people to be super stressful.

4. Bruce gained most of his extra weight in the immediate aftermath of his and JDs big fight as he stress ate for quite a while afterwards tho in present day he tries to hide this fact to avoid making JD feel bad since he can tell he's genuinely changed since then.

5. Floyd would be the one to try and encourage his Brothers to actually talk about their more negative feelings towards each other meanwhile the others just want to leave it as they are seem to be doing fine in present day.

and they don't want to bring up the uncomfortable stuff from the past again but Floyd would think its healthy that they do so.

6. if/when Branch and Poppy do get engaged each of the Bros will be excitedly waiting in anticipation to see which of them Branch picks to be his best man and Teasing each other over it.

only for Branch to shatter their Dreams when he announces that he's chosen Gary to be his best man ( this HC assumes that Gary gets added to the movie cannon at some point ).

and his bros are all weirded out and confused and some of them even think its just a Joke at first but when it becomes clear he isn't Joking.

some of them even sorta angrily confront Branch on how he could choose a friggin Remote Control over any of them only for Branch to cut the none serous casual attitude he'd had up to this point and tell them.

that yes he knows Gary is an inanimate object but he's been a more consistent comfort in his life than any of them ever have and well its his wedding so if they can't accept that then he doesn't want them there.

7. Branch would be a little bit resentful about the fact that Bruce went off and started a new family forgetting all about him while he waited for all of them to come back over the years.

he wouldn't outright tell him this due to fear of stirring the pot amongst the family when they've only just gotten things back on track.

but it'd end up coming out one way or another and Bruce would show a bit of growth and actually be understanding of why Branch would feel this way Rather than judging him for it.

meanwhile JD would would say he also felt pretty hurt by this only for Bruce to casually brush it off since he really doesn't give a crap if it hurt John's ego 😂😂😂😂

[ghosty-writes-23]

I've been listening to a band called Ghost on repeat and it has inspired me to request this:

a crack treated seriously oneshot with RE4! Leon and an amateur heavy metal musician! Reader who was Ashley's college roommate and they were also kidnapped.

Reader never leaves without their guitar, often looks for the positive in everything, and knows how to put on a show!

They've written songs based on what they've encountered in their experience in Spain lol

(feel free to delete this ask if you're uncomfortable with writing something like this)

RE4!Leon & Musician!Reader One-shot.

!TAGS!: Pure Fluff, You Mental Health Matters, Flashbacks, Gender Neutral, Nightmares, Comfort, Music. 

Word Count: 1k

Ghosty's Notes: Hello, thank you so much for another request I love writing these, sorry if this one is a little short, I tried to but everything in here that you asked for, maybe expect the crack part which I hope you don’t mind and I didn’t know if you wanted romance with Leon or not so I just didn’t add it and tried to make this as Gender neutral as possible.

Thank you for all the support, it means a lot❤️

-Ghosty :] ❤️🦝

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2 Months….

It has been two months since you were kidnapped and taken to Spain by a dangerous cult, where you had gotten infested with a virus they called the las Plagues, watched a man you had started to think of as a friend die before your every eyes.

The only positive to everything was you had your collage roommate with you Ashley Graham, the president’s daughter, but as time went on your started to think you were both doomed, even if you tried to use your humor and positive attitude to distract her from the danger you were both in.

You thought you were never going to get out, that was until you meet Agent Leon Kennedy, he had been sent by Ashley’s father to come and find you both, he was like a guardian angel but you should have known that was only going to be the start of one hellish night of survival, stopping a ritual, killing monsters of all kinds, and a few games at a shooting range that was set up by a merchant that seemed to always follow you around the island, he always welcomed Ashley, Leon and you with a friendly “hello stranger.” Whenever you visited him.

After battling your way through the island with Leon to rescue Ashley from the many times she got kidnapped, to a point it was starting to get on your nerve, you tried to stay positive and when you had a chance to settle you found a little notepad and a pencil and started to drum your fingers on your leg in a soft beat as a song rhythm came to your head as well as some lyrics.

“What you writing there?” Leon asks as he placed the last of the barricade on the door, this should give you some safety for now. “A song?” you say not looking at him as you keep writing, you almost had the whole chorus done.

“You’re a musician?” Leon said with an eyebrow raised, but you could hear the curiosity in his tone. “Amateur one, but a study music theory and instruments at University.” You say before you looked up at him, he nodded his head as he was checking out the area, it was raining heavy and would make it harder to walk in the muddy trails as it would leave footprints.

“Gotta a style you like playing?” Leon asked as he came and sat beside you, glancing at the notepad with your handwriting scribbled onto it. “Heavy mental mostly, but I do sometimes play other gene’s.” you say glancing at him, even with the light conversation you couldn’t help the worrying feeling that had settled into your gut.

“do you think Ashley will be okay.” You asked Leon wanting a serious answer, he took a few seconds as if he was really thinking about his answer before nodding his head. “yes she will be okay, we will save her I promise both of you will get out of here safely.” Leon promised you and it warmed your heart know Leon was going to protect both you and Ashley and get you home safe and sound.

And Leon Kept to his word, both you and Ashley had returned home safe and sound, maybe with a few new scars and cuts, but they could be easily treated in the medical centre, her father came and gave Ashley a huge hug, he always had tears in his eyes seeing his daughter was home in one piece, your parents had come to visit as well and gave you heaps of hugs and kisses, they were just happy to see you were alive and well

But even if you now settled in back in your dorm room, it didn’t stop the nightmares have plagued your mind ever since you had returned home, every time you closed your eyes you had visions of the cult drawings there symbol on your face with blood, the pain that ran though your body when the Las Plagus virus was running through your body, you would wake up in a cold sweat, panting as your clothes stuck to your body.

In moments like this you did the only thing that brought you comfort, you started writing what you were feeling and about your experiences in Spain and in your nightmares, and soon a couple minutes of writing turned into a couple hours of writing song music’s and using your guitar and pulling together a song and in the morning you show Ashley and she loved it and thought you should perform it, to which you thought was a good idea in due time.

You had never performed in front of people, but you knew you could put on a good show, but what a lot of your friends or people didn’t know was you had stage fright and would choke up in front of an audience, which was why you would rather just keep your concerts in the privacy of yours and Ashley’s dorm room.

But after much convincing Ashley finally got you to record a demo of a coupe of your songs, she was so proud of you and encouraged you to make more copies and sell them. To which you told her you would think about it, but deep down you were a little nervous about, But you decided to take the leap and made a small batch and handed them out at your guys Uni.

Ashley even gave Leon a copy to which you felt slightly embarrassed about, but she reassured you he would love it. It wasn’t until a couple weeks later, Ashley was handing you a small note and said it was from Leon, you opened the note, and a smile came onto your face.

I loved the demo, keep it up and one day you will be a great musician. – Leon.

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[wrathofrats]

Do you perhaps have any thoughts on the older water ghouls? 👀

I hope you feel as if you’ve just walked into a cage with a hungry lion

Yes I do I am so glad you asked ( <- is being so completely normal and regulated about to share old ghoul lore)

Also tagging this freak @divine-misfortune because most of my lore comes from weird ass convos w it where we just start making shit up.

I’m counting old water ghouls as water lake and river. Deltas lore has its own series!

Water: he’s coral reef inspired. I think he’s like a surfer bro, mostly bc it’s a bit funny but all the water ghouls are sad and angsty. He’s very sweet and laid back, has a thing with earth and air, they’re their own little throuple and they’re very important to me. Absolute himbo, air headed, really funny. Bring some light into the first round of ghouls between alpha and omegas weird possessiveness thing I think they had, air being a grumpy asshole (/aff) and earth just trying to hold everything together. He’s a sweetie.

Lake and River: I think they come as a pair once River comes along. They’re insanely possessive over each other, to the point where they don’t allow the other to be with anyone else unless their partner is there. It … it could be toxic but they’re both extremely into it so it’s fine. They’re rarely without each other.

Lake is much lighter, I think like shaggy blonde hair and dark blue eyes. All smiles. He’s the kind of guy to hum while he’s doing things. Obviously worked under water and I think some of that carefree attitude rubbed off on him.

River however is darker. Long straight pitch black hair. Piercing light blue eyes. Stubble. He’s fucking gorgeous. Lake is so very infatuated with him on first sight. He’s the quiet brooding artsy type. The type to just randomly spit wisdom about life in the middle of doing his chores or something.

Luckily they’re not obnoxious about their love in front of everyone. In public spaces resorting to standing next to each other with a simple hand hold if they’re bold. They keep their love in private, something about it feeling more special and personal that way according to River.

[denkilightning]

i always imagine the ninja to use very different stances regarding their elemental powers... kais is very much more hands on, "get out there" big motions, martial arts to aid with his fire, and jays has a lot of minimal movement, but very precise and sharp hand motions (kind of like lightning bending in atla) like using only two fingers just bc he has to be more in control than everyone else (which i recently found out is a canon thing!!!)

yes yes yes all of them have specific fighting styles with little quirks.

like jays little fighting quirk is throwing people over his shoulder for no reason lmao

but yes i agree!!! kais big fast movements, his focus in the fight relies in how well he can feel the air around him so he can burn it (since yknow fires burning air), cole is more hard specific strong moves, nyas very fluid very wave like in her motions, zane is a mix between cole and nya, and lloyds moves are mostly inspired from kai and jay!!

and jay is a mixed fucking bag. he unconsciously takes so much inspiration from others fighting styles that he can execute practically every signature move of the others. but yeah hes extremely precise, especially with his powers due to anxiety that hell hurt innocent bystanders or his teammates.

thats before skybound though. after he fights like a completely different person. what to others might look like his powers get out of control more often, what actually happens is that jays survival instincts take over the fear of hurting others. he has a much more of a kill or be killed attitude running in his veins. his moves are sharper, faster and you dont wanna get kicked by him. (he forgets he doesnt need to use as much force when moving his legs now that theres no vengestone ball attached to him). its angrier.

and it takes a few years until he gets his calm back.

also oh?? jay needing to be more in control than everyone else is canon?? do tell?? (i might be aware of this but it mightve slipped my mind so pls share with the class!!!)

[hyog-blog]

The Story of Pearl Girl (ep. 35 - ep. 40) [end of series][spoilers]

Out of all the show's tropes, this one did it for me - knowing that you will die soon, for sure, and spending your last days with the person you love the most, cherishing each and every bit of it. This was just heart-wrenching to watch, mostly due to Liu Yuning's and Zhao Lusi's stellar acting. I mean the TORMENT is not just real, it's almost unbearable, but also, somehow, you can feel so much love and appreciation and, actually, light during those last days of Yan Zijin.

Probably because of his attitude. Like, it hurts, more than anything, but there's also one more hour you can spend with the woman you love, and then a whole day, and maybe one day more. Isn't that all that we could really ask for? The most precious moments line up like pearls to form a beautiful necklace. But then, eventually, everything fades away, both good and bad.

Of course, she knew he was poisoned. With her level of intelligence, I'd be surprised if she didn't. The fall of the bad guys was a bit meh, I mean, yes, that's what Yan Zijing was killing himself for, but in the end, that was not what truly mattered. But his family's name did get cleared, so he achieved his life's mission. Alas, he didn't have the time to enjoy the ordinary, simple pleasure of a life surrounded by the people you love and care about. it's kind of a happy ending for Yan Zijing, but with a very dramatic twist, which was obvious from the start, no one even tried to hide it. The poison was there, I just hoped for some ridiculous miraculous last-minute saving. Which didn't happen, but like with most things in life - we get some good stuff, we get some bad stuff, it's a mix.

I can see how ep. 40 could inspire a few depressions out there, but the message is still surprisingly hopeful. Justice prevailed, the bad guys got what they deserved, and the good guys, well, they took whatever happiness came their way, just like we do in real life. Su Muzhe did become the free-spirited trader she always dreamed of being, traveling far and wide just like Yan Zijing did. Cui Shijiu rose from the ashes and finally got her shit together XD Becoming a smart and cool girl we knew she could be, but for some reason, it just wasn't happening.

I have to admit there was a moment between Su Muzhe and Cui Shijiu, when our girl called the other one zhiji and all that wine-drinking was happening. I mean, I could totally see things going more than a little bit queer if the show wanted to go there. With all those powerful female characters, it would have totally worked. It was a lovely hint, though, which I enjoyed immensely :D

I need to go and watch some kittens now XD And remember there's more to life than torturous romance and people in love who can't be with each other. Still, I appreciate this show very, very much. I ended up loving every bit of it, surprisingly. It's very realistic in many aspects, maybe less so in others, but when put together, everything works great. Zhao Lusi's and Liu Yuning's acting is just 5 stars, they are both seriously amazing actors and their chemistry in both happiness and suffering and everything in between is truly top-notch.

I can see how this show might not be everyone's cup of tea, but we're all different, so it's okay. But I'm happy I watched it and that it was made, and I wish ZL and LYN much happiness and more great roles in the future.

Yep, he doesn't know it yet, but she knows already. And you can see it by the way she treats him, just playing along to keep the illusion of happiness going. They're such a bittersweet couple.

And not Kang Ju working as a model for female jewelry))) That moment just made me giggle, he's such a cutie))

Everyone posing for a family portrait. I almost thought they were foreshadowing another one of Li Kui's attacks that would kill half of the cast, but I was wrong. It was just a sweet happy moment shared between friends and co-workers.

And not Kang Ju asking whether he's actually so pretty in real life, too XD

More heartbreaking moments hide behind the seemingly happy surface. You can literally see it in her eyes that she already knows everything.

Some girl-to-girl romance, happily celebrating the fall of the Zheng family. All smiles and cutesy talk. Effortlessly qeer-ish.

Then back to the emotional torment of being unable to say goodbye to each other. YZJ cooking for her continuously to show his love. And Su Muzhe asking Yan Zijing not to leave, finally showing her true feelings. Pure 100% heartbreak.

It's been a nice, although a bit hectic ride 💖

[my-rewrite-academia]

what are class 1-a's (and 1-b's, if you want to include them) childhood favorite heroes and what are their current favorite heroes (if it changed)?

Hello! I do actually have them in my notes, though I don't have it for 1-B. Sorry, but I can do 1-A!

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Aoyama Yuuga: All Might. No question, he loves the way All Might presents himself, and how he smiles in the face of despair. All Might is the pinnacle of heroism, in his eyes

Ashido Mina: Ryukyu. She thinks of her as an absolute icon, adoring her humble attitude, yet her ferocity in battle. Plus, all those clips of her being soft with children helped fuel her adoration

Asui Tsuyu: Gang Orca. Along with his aquatic-based quirk, she indentifies with his past, which he's open about, admitting how people would mock and bully him for being mutant, but strived towards heroics to help others accept their traits

Bakugou Katsuki: All Might. Mostly due to his strength and how he never loses. Alas, his ultimate dream is to surpass All Might and become the strongest, though this conflicts how he percieves All Might as unbeatable

Hagakure Tooru: Gunhead. It's less due to his strength or achievements, and more due to how threatening and strong he looks, only to be absolutely adorable in all the interviews. She loves that dichotomy

Iida Tenya: Ingenium, as if there is another option. In his eyes, Ingenium is the ideal hero. While he may not be as strong as All Might, or taken down as many villains as Endeavour, he will always see his brother as the best there could be

Jirou Kyouka: Present Mic. His tenacity, his never-ending joy, his pure enthusiasm, everything. She adores it all, and when he speaks up about how music can save people just as much as heroes do, it solidifies her choice of favourite hero

Kaminari Denki: Endeavour, (subject to change), due to how strong he is, and how many villains he's taken down. As someone with a dangerous quirk, Denki sees Endeavour's Hellfire and admires how he's able to control it so easily, especially with his flaming beard

Kirishima Eijirou: Crimson Riot, all the way through. His manliness, his view on courage, his inspirational speeches towards the newer generation. Maybe Crimson Riot isn't as well known as modern-day heroes, but he will forever be Eijirou's number one

Kouda Kouji: Hound Dog. While he may appear threatening, Hound Dog genuinely cares about others, and takes pride in his counselling job, (unlike canon). Plus, he has an animal-based quirk and Kouji adores all animals. Apart from bugs

Midoriya Izuku: Of course, All Might. Not just his strength, or his no-lose win streak, (apart from AfO), but his actions. The way he inspires everyone, his yearn for peace, his unwavering smile. His message of: anyone can become a hero. Even after All Might says no, Izuku still greatly admires him

Mineta Minoru: Midnight. Yes, groan all you want. He admires how, rather than just using her looks for popularity, she weaponises it, using it to distract men, (and women), getting their guards down. For once, he admires something other than physique

Ojirou Mashirao: Swinger. He's an original hero, who has a monkey mutation. He's very crafty in the way he uses his mutation. He inspired a lot of Mashirao's moves, and helped him look past his bullies

Satou Rikidou: Lunch Rush. His stance on cooking helped Rikidou find pride in his baking, and his upbeat attitude. The fact that he cooked a full-course French meal for up to ten-thousand people says a lot, and Rikidou admires it

Sero Hanta: Spiderguy. He would have called himself Spiderman, but it'd been copyrighted long before. His use of webbings to capture criminals and to swing across the city inspires Hanta to use his own quirk in similar ways

Shouji Mezou: Godzillo. Ever since he was little, he liked watching his interviews about how he was bullied for his appearance when he was young and strove to be a hero to help others accept themselves. It helped him strive to become a hero

Todoroki Shouto: At first, he doesn't really have one. He doesn't really admire heroes, when the only one he's had a close look at is Endeavour and, well... This is subject to change

Tokoyami Fumikage: Hawks, (subject to change). He admires his strive, how he became such a high-ranking hero at such a young age. His creativity with his quirk is also an inspiration

Uraraka Ochako: A la canon, Thirteen. They're the staple of resuce-based heroics, and both of their quirks affect force. Plus, Thirteen isn't ashamed to admit to being brought up poor, which Ochako identifies with

Yaoyorozu Momo: Miruko, no question. She loved her ferocity in battle, and while she dislikes her lack of cooperation, she still admires her strength in battle, and how her status inspires a generation of women and women in heroics

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Thanks for the ask!

[umseb]

"And at some point I thought: Stop, something is wrong here" – Sebastian Vettel in his first conversation since hisdrawal from Formula 1

He is a four-time Formula 1 world champion and lives in Switzerland. Vettel explains how racing and ecological responsibility go together. And: Will he even return to the premier class?

Mr. Vettel, have you already done something good for the environment today? I was on the bike. Theoretically, I have produced electricity with it, but it is not being fed into the grid yet. However, I made more CO2 in that hour than if I had stayed in bed. But what I find exciting is what resonates with this question: always having to do something good and talk about it. That's not the central point for me. It is important that everyone has a healthy attitude towards the fact that our world is in trouble and what can do to prevent it from getting even worse. It's about attitude, not about one good deed every day.

Would you rather do good and not talk about it? In fact, you become a little more cautious when you talk with enthusiasm and conviction about how you have changed your behavior or what else is going through your head, then you often immediately get the finger wagged. I'm not even interested in the obvious things like solar systems or electric cars. What is much more important is the fact that you take a closer look at many things, become aware of something, and then question your own behavior patterns or decisions.

But you actually do good, as we know. I have trouble walking past something that others have dropped, be it a piece of trash or even just plastic. I wonder what must be going on with people who just throw things out the car window and why people don't even think a step further. It's not correct to expect that anyone will abolish it at some point.

Is this how you raise your children too? Of course that carries over. When we walk through the forest together and they see a candy wrapper lying there, they shout: Is that necessary? But I don't want the walk together to be colored negatively by only remembering this one thing that wasn't nice - and not the good air or the funny cloud. Behavioral patterns can be inspiring when I see that the little one are already dealing with packaging waste differently.

The racing drivers used to move to beautiful Thurgau because it is so close to the airport. How are you traveling? Many people have this classic image in their heads: He's a racing driver, so he always drives a car, and always always. But to be honest: I don't have that need. It was certainly different when I had just gotten my driver's license. By the way, today I prefer driving a car again than when I was active in Formula 1; I can enjoy it more. Before I get on a plane today, I tend to take the car.

Do cars even have a future in private transport? Of course, in Switzerland we are very spoiled when it comes to public transport - because it works. I really enjoy taking public transport, especially when I want to go to Zurich. You can get anywhere in Thurgau, but it just takes a little longer. Where I live there is nothing except a mailbox and a bus stop.

A four-time Formula 1 world champion can do that so easily? Of course, I have no problem with it at all. I also don't understand when other well-known people develop a paranoia that they could be recognized or harasssed. I always tell them: Yes, you too can take the bus or train. Of course I'm not Roger Federer, it's probably a little different for him. But I think people mostly travel because they want to go somewhere, not because they want to recognize anyone.

Lewis Hamilton once told the NZZ that what he appreciated about his time in Zurich was that he was able to move around in peace most of the time. For me it's the Swiss mentality, which requires more discretion. At the beginning no one knew me anyway because I was way too young. And the country is not necessarily a Formula 1 hotspot since. But even when I was traveling in Scandinavia with my VW bus and family last year, I didn't have any unpleasant encounters.

Bus, VW bus – is that your new pace of life? Yes, my pace has slowed extremely. There are already things that I miss. But that doesn't mean I miss the adrenaline rush from speed. I lived for the moment, the competition. That's what I miss most. As intense and as fast-paced as my old life was, I am sometimes surprised that I can cope with the slowness so well now. Everything adapts to the family’s pace. With children you need and learn patience. I'm more surprised that some people think: once a racing driver, always a racing driver. I never fit into many of the clichés anyway; I rather enjoyed things that were considered boring.

Are you looking for freedom on your camping trips? I not only want to gain freedom, but I also want to pass on the freedom that I had and have to my children. It's different to read about sea creatures in a book than to stand in the North Sea and see the lugworm in real life.

But the extreme tension in motorsport, this total focus, is it so easy to get away from it? It's a process, and it's probably still ongoing for me. Sometimes I miss the tension from the old world. But my days are still full. I still haven't found the time for a lot of the things I wanted to do. The result in sport is everything, and because I come from this very extrinsic world, I can say: I don't have that much to show for it after I left Formula 1.

Can you explain that in a little more detail? This constant evaluation from outside that I had since I was a child has completely disappeared; there are no longer any results lists lists. I have a lot of ideas and I'm doing a lot more things than in all the years before. I wanted exactly this idle time in which I didn't immediately dive into the next full-time job. I thought about quitting for several years. And at some point you can no longer push away the thought of ending your career. I'm busy translation this passion that I lived out in motorsport into another language and finding something new. Neverthertheless, knowing that the new thing may never trigger the same feeling as before.

There are skiers who stop and then start racing cars. When I go skiing, I so almost go. But I don't just shoot to be the fastest, I have more fun with the swings. There are many things I try my hand at. For example, I really enjoy working with wood. I would like to be more perfect at this, and of course I get annoyed when something doesn't work right away. But how can it be, the first time? But your own personality is somehow part of everything.

What is your yardstick for a happy day today? It starts with asking yourself questions: What does happiness mean? What is satisfaction? What do I want to do with my life? That is a very great good.

Do you like being a family person? It was a very conscious decision to start a family back then. At 26, I was very young by today's standards. I remember when our first daughter was born, I read in a brochure at the hospital that babies can sleep up to 20 hours a day. Great, I said to my wife, it's working. Well, we didn't have a brochure child. It took three years for her to sleep through the night.

Did you give up a lot because of motorsport? When you're in the machinery of sport, it just keeps going. I was amazed at how much I was traveling, even though I always spent as much time at home as possible and gave up a lot of things to do so. Now that I actually have more time, other relationships with the children are developing. I can tell a bedtime story every night instead of just twice a week. When we go to museums, I can see how children see the world. I find that really exciting, so because there is a lot of identity in it. On the one hand, your own influence, on the other hand, the influence from outside. It also makes me question myself.

Your identity is that of a champion. Part of the exciting part is the question of what that did to me, how my world was shaped by it. I think I lived it very intensively. And I can well understand if someone wants more and more joy and success and even becomes addicted to it. But I always had a healthy distance from it; my identity didn't depend too much on it.

What caused you to become more interested in the environment than in motorsport? There wasn't a moment when it clicked for me. As you get older, you perceive things differently and more strongly. When we talk about the future in Formula 1, we mean the next season or the season after that. Everything else was very abstract, the future was just a dictionary definition. But hey presto you have children, you want to be there for them and if possible protect them for the rest of their lives. Life happens, this is how a real future is created, the word becomes plastic. And at some point I thought: Stop, something is wrong here. What is actually going on with our world? Isn't there much more important than what has been been important to me so far? I am a very curious person and am quick to ask questions of myself and others. And suddenly a huge world opened up in front of me - with huge problems. Bigger than just the problem of making a racing car faster. I started to become really interested in politics for the first time.

That sounds like a radical change. Starting with the question: What is my life anyway? What is this footprint everyone is talking about? How do you measure it? I did some research and started writing down how I get around. And as soon as I collected data and information, I started to change my life. I stopped flying on a private jet, which used to be common practice due to time constraints and comfort. Lo and behold, it wasn't a problem to stand in line with everyone else at the airport. Twelve hours in the car to Barcelona didn't hurt my race preparation; we actually enjoyed stopping along the way and discovering Avignon, for example. The things I gave up were not freedoms, but habits.

But for many drivers, owning a car means freedom. Most cars are parked 98 percent of the time, so they are more like stationary vehicles than vehicles. But what would would our cities look like if intelligent mobility, e.g. no longer needed parking garages? There wants be radical changes in the cityscape, like when cars replaced horses. I understand that many people are afraid when something changes. But they miss the opportunity to see how much better things could be for them if cities become more livable, safer and cleaner. Don't get me wrong: I'm not one of those people who groans when a car drives past me and immediately feels sick.

Back to our problems: Is e-mobility the solution? I believe it is a solution. It makes sense, especially the efficiency of the drive speaks for it. There is still a lot of movement on the topic, including when it comes to questions about raw materials, disposal and the energy required during production. But the materials for the combustion engine also come from somewhere. The electric car makes perfect sense in cities, and it will play a central role elsewhere too. The range can be planned; very few people get up in the morning and say: Today I want to spontaneously go to Paris and back again. As far as the supposed lack of emotions when driving, I can tell you: Yes, you feel something. I actually don't want to drive anything else, it's so pleasant to drive. There are still challenges, but they can be solved. The question is: what would be the alternative?

They are working on synthetic fuels and are even demonstrating them in Formula 1 racing cars. All of us, individually and as a society, must have found a solution to all the emissions we create because of the way we move, the way we live or what we eat. There are already a lot of options, and it would just be lazy to say: That doesn't work. Synthetic fuels are a bridging technology; hydrogen, with or without combustion engines, or fuel cells can be the solution for heavy transport. We just need to redouble our efforts to move away from the old. There is no silver bullet to solving problems, which we always dreamed of in Formula 1.

You have also invested yourself in a Swiss company that stores carbon dioxide in stone. There are always many exciting approaches. I looked at what the Climeworks company is doing in Iceland; it works very well there due to the geological conditions. If you are interested in something like that, you automatically slide into other subject areas.

Have you ever thought about visiting ETH? It is represented in practically all future fields. I'm still deciding whether and if so, what I should study. After graduating from high school it would have been mechanical engineering, but that would be too dry for me today. Maybe I would rather do something creative, with my hands.

Maybe an apprenticeship instead of studying? I have already taken a few courses in agriculture. I came to the topic through nutrition, which is extremely important for professional athletes. Of course I had heard that organic is better. But what exactly is organic, why is it better, what do they do differently? During Corona I did a small internship on a farm. There is something grounding about it in the best sense of the word. Being a farmer is a great job. And I think it's a shame that he isn't sufficiently appreciated in our society.

How do you feel about Formula 1? Are you even watching anymore? Yes I do. I wanted to try withdrawal at the first Grand Prix after my last race. I actually didn't watch the training, but shortly before qualifying I had to give in and tuned in. I also watched the race. It wasn't as strange a feeling as I had previously thought, watching and no longer sitting in the car. I then saw a few races throughout the year, or at least watched the highlights. Because of course I'm still interested in the sport, even if I'm no longer that close to it. I watch with my wife and usually comment unconsciously. She says it's the first time she's really understood the sport. And if I'm right with a pit strategy, then it'll go down like oil.

Is it still appropriate to watch men driving around in circles for an hour and a half? I'm far too close to say it isn't. I love this sport, it is so multifaceted and full of depth. But I also understand that many things are too complex to be understood in an hour and a half. For me the fascination is still there. But of course I'm not neutral since.

Do you have a favorite that you're keeping your fingers crossed for? Last year belonged to Max Verstappen. Of course some people find it boring, but I think it doesn't give enough respect and recognition to his achievements. I, for one, at the full of admiration. Even for someone like the ski racer Marco Odermatt. It's not that the others are doing something wrong, they really try everything. But Max and Marco do it so much better. They give the sport its shine. That excites me. So because I still know what success feels like.

So no boredom at all? Everyone has their own view of tension. Someone from England recently asked me: “Say, skiing, can you watch it on TV?” I said: “Sure, it’s a great thing here, in Austria and Switzerland it’s the national sport.” He replied: "That's really boring, you're just racing against the clock." I said: 'Yes, but you see in which position someone is driving and this and that. . .» To which he said: “Okay, but they don’t race against each other.”

Are your children actually allowed to watch the Netflix series “Drive to Survive”? You haven't asked for it yet. But I only watched one episode when the series came out. I found it a bit strange because it was so unrealistic. But of course I understand that it has brought a lot of attention and a new audience to motorsport. This is not possible with hours of explanations about how to adjust a damper. On Netflix, viewers feel like they're learning more, partly because there's more drama. But when I feel the need to find out more about the current Formula 1, I don't reach for the remote control, I reach for the telephone.

Formula 1 cannot ignore climate change. I have very strong opinions about what Formula 1 was, what it is and what it can be. Big sports are also big platforms; they can achieve a lot of positive things because they reach so many people. That's why I believe that this brings with it a great responsibility. Formula 1 can no longer avoid the big issues of our time. I still remember what was drilled into us during the media training in the young talent series: don't take a position on the topics of sex, money and politics, don't have an opinion, and ideally don't say anything. Nobody can afford that anymore, especially not an entire sport. There are already issues that Formula 1 has to address.

That would be? The type of vehicle drive is crucial, even if cars only make up a small part of the emissions. But the engine shapes the image. I see this as a huge opportunity for Formula 1 to set a good example instead of just harping on about something old. Otherwise I see a great danger that motorsport will be threatened with extinction in the long term if it continues to involve things that are no longer accepted by society. In Germany this can already be felt to a certain extent; the hype no longer exists. Is that just because no German is winning at the moment, or is the country a little further along in this respect and is dealing with other issues?

Would you be interested in becoming the environmental ambassador for the series? Change has to come from within, skiers are the best example. When I talk to people from the ski circuit, they see how climate change is affecting the racing calendar. In Formula 1, the race in Imola had to be canceled because the soil could no longer absorb the rain and the entire region was flooded. And in Canada only the wind would have had to change and the smoke from the nearby forest fires would have made a race impossible. A lot of money is involved in motorsport. Taking care of certain things costs money, but it has to be included. Last year I carefully started raising awareness myself with a small project to protect insects. The loss of biodiversity is a very serious issue. I also have some ideas for the new season. That's why I'm talking to Formula 1 boss Stefano Domenicali about what can be done.

One last question about career orientation: With Lewis Hamilton's move to Ferrari in 2025, a lot will shift in Formula 1. How close are you to a comeback? I was surprised by this change. Mercedes team boss Toto Wolff didn't call me, but we briefly exchanged text messages. But so far it's not an issue for me, because at 36 I still have all the time in the world. So this doesn't go away. But my signs haven't changed. I think that I have learned and understood a lot in this one year without racing, including about myself. Being on the other side had a big impact on me; a lot of questions came up. So far there is no active project.

Is that a clear no now? No. I already said back then that there wouldn't be clear no in that sense, because I already said back then that there wouldn't't be clear no in that sense, because I believe that everything is a process. And maybe there will come a point at which I say: Yes, I would like to go back. When I sort it out mentally so that it suddenly makes sense again. But at the moment I'm doing very well without driving in Formula 1. There is no firm no, but also no firm yes.

Are you doing something good for yourself today? I'm going for a medical check-up now. This is mandatory if you want to keep your racing license.

[chekovssomethingorother]

Scanlan: Campaign vs TLOVM

Character Arc: TLOVM seems to be almost running Scanlan’s character arc in reverse? Scanlan in TLOVM isn’t really interested in doing anything above his pay grade, is willing to abandon Vox Machina in a pinch and is very interested in his own self preservation. He’s moving in the direction of fighting for the greater good, specifically as part of making things right with his daughter, and remaining more steadfast and with the group.

By contrast Scanlan in the campaign was glory seeking. He could be counted on to chime in with doubts about a particular plan, or timing, but when push came to shove he was always there in the thick of it styling himself a king slayer. In that same vein Scanlan was extremely loyal to the group. He forgot fairly important attributes of the other’s characters more than once and most of the time kept a flippant attitude, but in fights he could always be counted on to support the rest of the party, even and especially to his own detriment. Which brings us to my final point; Scanlan spent most of the campaign being at least passively suicidal. Scanlan’s arc in the campaign is a long downward spiral, mostly of his own making, that he only bails out of at the last moment in the most explosive and terrible way possible. Scanlan doesn’t actively try and stay alive until Kaylie makes him promise to live. Healing his relationship with his daughter has nothing to do with saving the world, it has to do with living, no matter what the cost, so that he’s there to do with work with her after.

I can’t say I hate the direction they’ve taken Scanlan in TLOVM, but between a story about a selfish man becoming a hero, and the story of a selfish man realizing he actually doesn’t want to go out in a blaze of glory, but live and make things right even if it’s hard, I know which I prefer.

Powers: This is way more petty, but it must be said. Scanlan in TLOVM is way under powered and more shallow than he was in the campaign. They’ve cut down on his spell list massively and inspiration and the like don’t really work in the medium (Was is cool for Sam to sing for thirty seconds at a time? Fuck yes. Can you actually do that in a fight? Fuck no.).

Scanlan had a lot of really cool moments in the campaign because Sam used his spells in clever ways or took advantage of the mechanics of D&D. Scanlan in the show is a lot more bumbling and less capable. For example when he raided the Duke’s manor in Whitestone in the campaign it was still an absolute train wreck, but one he got out of through skill and cleverness rather than fumbling and pure luck as in the show. Scanlan in TLOVM doesn’t have the serious clever core under all the sex jokes that Scanlan in the campaign does. (Also Scanlan was definitely horny in the campaign but not nearly as much as in the show. He knew when to be serious. Also also the rest of the cast thought it was funny, they did not disdain the sex jokes as their characters often do in the show).

TLDR: Scanlan’s character in TLOVM is not all that similar to the Scanlan of the campaign except on a surface level. His arc has been deconstructed and simplified to a degree that it’s pretty much unrecognizable. (No hate to anyone who likes show Scanlan, I also like that little guy!)

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

Been having some chats with friends and fellow roleplay partners lately about how I portray CLH Rayman/Ramon. Seeing a post from a fellow Captain Laserhawk fan earlier inspired me to make a post about how I portray the guy.

The way I write Ramon is that yes, he's got a bit of a gruff attitude and mostly wants to be left alone but if you put him around those he trusts, he tends to show a softer side. He's not afraid to be silly around his friend circles. He's even willing to let those he trusts call him by his name and won't correct him when they don't call him Ramon. Behind closed doors he is a colossal goofball and you can see some traits he shares with canonical Rayman. He allows his friends to tease him. He will take it in stride. (Unless you are Murfy, then he gets the newspaper and starts beating him with it after a certain point.)

Ramon adores kids still. If you put that man next to a little kid that shows they want to be friends with the guy, he melts! He'll spend so much time entertaining the kid before he has to head out. Always breaks his heart when they have to leave.

Put him with a romantic partner and he still goes head over heels for them like his canon counterpart and even when he was still a show host. He still keeps a lot of those goofy traits when you put him in a relationship. Giggle fits? Constantly getting heart or star eyes? Will literally go to pieces? Yes. He can be protective of his partner, but when you put him in a position where they are in trouble, he does a lot of crying and worrying over them. He also knows how to use puppy dog eyes against them and WILL use them.

Ramon is a lot weaker than his canonical counterpart due to losing most of his power after he fled Dimension X. The only power he's got left is his helicopter hair which he used frequently to escape dangerous situations. He cannot use his helicopter hair as effectively when his hair is slicked back, so he will flip it back into the tuft position to use it. His punch is as weak as when the Robot Pirates destroyed the heart of the world back in Rayman 2. He had to rely on the guns because he cannot throw a punch like he used to. He has to train to get that back. He can still lift quite a bit, but that does not compare to his weak punch.

He still has a few of the bad habits, but after a certain point, he tries to get them under control. He's smoking a lot less thanks to friends buying him either gum or hard candies to curb the cravings. He's not drinking as much and it takes a LOT for the guy to have a relapse. He doesn't drink anything stronger than wine, cans/bottles of beer, or champagne on special occasions. He's completely off the hard drugs.

Ramon loves music. Sometimes you'll hear him sing when he's doing household chores. When you put a guitar in his hand he will play for hours, especially when he's got a lot on his mind. He does have a tendency to get so lost in the playing that he won't realize his fingers are raw until you get him to stop playing. He'll then go hunt down an ice pack from the freezer.

He still loves food and sweets. He still eats quite a bit. Good way to snap him out of a slump is to get him some food. Going out of your way to either cook for him or get him some take out would mean the world for the guy. Getting him some sweets also brings a huge smile to his face.

The Ramon I wrote actually got away with killing the board of directors and rescuing Bullfrog. A lot of his work for the resistance is covered up by Eden because they don't want word getting out that an imposter/copy Rayman is running around. So they are trying to catch him quietly. Anyone coming forward to report his crimes are usually silenced or told "There is no imposter Rayman." If that news got out, it would not look good for Eden or the current replacement voice. Evidence is altered to remove any presence of Ramon or kept as vague as possible.

Despite his current record, there are some places within Eden that will allow him in and will even protect him while he's there. He's earned a number of favors from certain establishments or people within the city for helping them out.

[quinloki]

TikTok Top

Inspired by @swampstew's Killer Cook - which you should seriously go read, it's a fantastic set up. It's a completely different vibe from this one-shot, but it's Damn Good Writing and World Building and I think you'll love it as much as I do.

Fem Reader x Eustass Kid

Word count: 3,682

CW: BDSM, hook-up, rope, safe sane and consensual, does NOT result in a relationship, language, degradation (name calling),

[This picks up from the end of the first chapter of Killer Cook (go read it!) ]

PunkNeverDied69: You can’t afford my tastes. UnderstatedGrin: They might not be able to, but I know I can. PunkNeverDied69: What makes you so sure, doll? UnderstatedGrin: If you’re brave enough to find out, I can prove it.

KillerCook: Take this to DMs or something, but get out of my comments *both* of you.

The parameters you laid out were simple. Lunch at a local popular cafe. Your treat, all he has to do is arrive first. After all you know what he looks like, but he doesn’t know what you look like. No strings, no expectations - if it was a bust before the food was cold, so be it, and if it turned into a one night stand, then that's fine too.

You were both adults, so long as he wasn’t already seeing someone you weren’t concerned about how things unfolded. He was hot, yes, but oddly you were drawn more to his personality and the sound of his voice. Everything else was just some delightful bonuses.

He looked a little out of place in the cafe, but only because the cafe didn’t suit him. For how you imagined he preferred to dress when he went out he had kept things fairly low-key. The black t-shirt didn’t have any extra print on it, and the jeans fit him well, all the way down to black spike studded combat boots.

That fiery hair of his was a well-placed mess, and he seemed to be ignoring the looks his scar and prosthetic caused. Considering the different ones you had seen in the videos, he was going pretty low key across the board.

You sat down across from him and watched his face go through a series of emotions. He looked around after a moment and then looked back at you.

“Fuckin’ with me already, doll?” He asks, a little irritation in his voice despite his grin.

“Hardly,” you reply with a small smile. “I warned you my appearance was going to clash with what you expected.”

You had light makeup up on giving you that natural look, and your hair was pulled into a mostly tight bun at the curve of your head, instead of down by your nape. You wore a white blouse with a sweater vest over it, and a knee-length pencil skirt with a pair of Mary Jane’s. The added effect of your rimless glasses made you look  like the least dangerous thing for a hundred miles at least.

A waitress came over to take your order and you prompted Eustass to order whatever he pleased. By the time he was done he had ordered almost half the menu, but it was okay - this was the game anyway. The push and pull. Your desire to lure him in, his desire to piss you off.

Gods you loved that attitude of his.

You spoke about Killer and the cooking channel while you waited for the order to arrive, and you’re surprised to find him talking more about his friends than himself. He talks gruffly, but fondly, about Heat and Killer both, and even admits that there’s another guy named Wire who hasn’t yet accidentally wandered into the kitchen, but helps with editing.

After the food arrives you prompt Kid to enjoy it, sipping the tea that you had gotten for yourself. It wasn’t that you couldn’t sit here and pack away food with him, but you didn’t want your nerves to do anything embarrassing with a heavy meal.

He’s a few bites in when you shift in your chair and he looks over at you. You must look a little uncomfortable despite your efforts, and there’s a flash of concern on his face before he swallows and looks away.

“If you really can’t swing the bill, you’re allowed to speak up or something.” He grumbles.

“Oh no, the bill is not an issue. Neither is anything you’ve done.” You say evenly, unbuttoning the collar of your blouse slowly as he turns toward you. You pull the collar aside just enough to show lines of rope and a knot sitting over your collarbone. “I simply tied things up a little snug, is all.”

Kid nearly drops the sandwich he’s working on. You can see a brief tinge of pink cross his cheeks before it’s replaced by a beautifully wolffish grin.

“Think you got my number, girlie?” He asks, going back to the sandwich.

Your smile is slight and you keep your eyes downcast as you speak. “Perhaps. Should I shoot my shot and you can tell me if I’ve hit or kissed?”

Eustass grunts a laugh before swallowing. “Fire away.”

“I think you’re fiercely loyal and supportive of your friends. You push the boundaries of what can be posted to TikTok because you want Killer to shine as much as you know he can. You’d probably never forgive yourself if you accidentally got him banned though. You’re also more of a classical music and pop kind of guy, but you know people already judge your appearance as is, so you lean into the whole rock and heavy metal - which isn’t a complete loss, cause you like that music too.” You take a sip of tea, noticing that he’s stopped eating and is looking at you. You look at him over the edge of your glasses. “I also bet you’re quite the dom, but that might be my own personal hope winning out over anything else.”

There’s a tense quiet moment between you and you simply hold his gaze with a soft smile.

“What makes you think I like classical music?” He asks after a moment, leaning back and regarding you with some amusement.

“You got in trouble with TikTok because you attributed a song to the classical score it used, and not the song itself.” You answer evenly. “I’m going to assume it was because they didn’t even change anything from the original score and then didn’t give any credit. Which, I mean, good show and all, but that’s how I sorted it out.”

“That’s some pretty creepy levels of paying attention.”

You shrug. “I set this up with the intention of inviting you over, if I wasn’t going to be sure what kind of person you are, then why bother at all?”

“Planning on inviting me over? Mouse I could snap you in half effortlessly, why would you invite me to your home?” His voice is grumpy but there’s an amused smirk on his face. “You could’ve opted for a hotel or something.”

“It’s cause of Killer, actually.”

“Huh? The fuck does he have to do with inviting me to your home?”

“Killer’s on screen a lot. Live. Candidly. Not just popping in to do taste tests and flex all those lovely muscles you’re fond of.” Your soft smile is a little more mischievous. “Anyway, I can’t imagine someone like him would put up with trash. You might be a real bastard, but I don’t believe you’re someone who would do unforgivable things to me unless I gave you reason to.”

Kid’s quiet for a moment, regarding you so intently you’re almost uncomfortable. He shrugs, finishes what he was eating, and flags down a waiter to get some to go containers. Chugging the rest of his drink he gets your address and tells you to head home.

He’ll be there, and you should be ready for him.

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Kid arrives at your house twenty minutes after you, and after you let him in he takes his boots off in the entryway, giving you a sideways glance for a second.

“That your idea of getting ready for me?” He questions, his head tilting toward a box of condoms on the counter.

“Yes,” you admit, taking a few steps back to give him room. “I don’t know what else I could’ve done. The clothes are disposable, and, well, I don’t know that you won’t still leave after you see my room.”

Your confidence is faltering a little at this point. Every prior relationship had turned tail and ran away from you when you had been candid about your particular appetite. If Eustass was the same as everyone before him, he was going to put his boots back on and leave as soon as he saw your collection.

Kid starts to say something but sees the look on your face and pauses. “Fine, show me this terrifying room of yours.”

You lead him over and open the door, letting him walk in without you. The four poster bed already has cuffs set up on it, and your closet was open to show off the toys and accessories you had inside, everything from gags to whips to paddles to more rope and cuffs. There were noise canceling headphones and blindfolds as well, and a small assortment of body stockings.

There was an extensive collection of plugs, dildos, vibrators and clamps, and safety equipment to cut binds or pre-weaken items so you could break free on your own if needed to.

Kid walks all around and takes everything in before looking back at you. “Kinda went all in, didn’tcha?”

“Yeah.” You hate how small your voice sounds, but people leaving at this point happens so often you can’t bring yourself to hope.

“Well, what’re your safe words?” He asks, and the sinking feeling in your stomach does a 180 so fast you almost aren’t sure what to do with it.

“Ah.. um… j-just colors.”

“Red, green, yellow?”

You nod.

He steps toward you and reaches out, grabbing your chin and tilting your gaze up to his. “First time?”

You look away. “Yeah, no one, uh, ever stayed after this point.”

“Their loss,” he says, turning your head to pull your gaze back to his. “When I ask for a color, you tell me where you’re at - if it’s all new to you, you can use yellow to mean you’re exhausted. Red is to make it stop - I don’t care what the reason is, or when. If I gotta jerk off in your bathroom because you couldn’t make it, then that’s how it goes. We clear?”

You nod. “We’re, uh, green.”

Eustass grins, and while it’s a positive look, there’s something in it that makes you nervous. “Take that sweater off and we’ll get started.”

You pull the sweater vest off, and catch the pleased look on his face as it becomes glaringly obvious there’s a rope harness under the blouse. He pulls you against his body, feeling the ropes between the two of you, and grabs your hair roughly, tilting your head back and causing you to gasp.

“Any hard no’s before we start?”

Those golden brown eyes had you captive more than his hand in your hair. “I mean, no blood no foul is the best I have right now.”

Kid licks his lips and leans down, barely a breath away from your lips. Before he can say anything you grin.

“I bet I’d look good in that lipstick.”  You manage with a light nervous chuckle.

Eustass captures your lips and the jolt of pleasure that strikes you makes your whole body squirm. You steady yourself against his chest and moan softly as his tongue steals air and sense from you, deep in your mouth before you had even realized your lips had given entry.

He pulls you into the room, standing you by the bed. Breaking the kiss enough to change where his hands are he resumes kissing you as he pulls the blouse open roughly, sending buttons scattering in all directions. You squeak as he pulls it off unceremoniously and starts to toss it aside.

He regards it for a moment, giving you a chance to catch your breath, face already hot and red. Using the blouse he ties your arms behind your back, kissing your neck and trailing his tongue along your shoulder, letting your shaky gasps out into the air.

You feel him put a part of the blouse in your hand and close your fingers around it. You could pull it and free yourself, and the consideration for your safety only made you hornier.

His arms shift as he continues to tease your neck, pulling sweet little mewling sounds out of you before he moves to the other side, sucking your skin hard and pinching your nipples between his fingers at the same time. The pleasure and pain short circuit your reactions, and your pleasurable moan turns into a swear as you take a step back.

You’re gasping and your legs are already shaking and Kid’s looking at you with an amused grin.

“Not like just using toys, is it?”

“N-no, it’s not.” You admit, body shivering with anticipation.

“Too much?”

You shake your head. “G-green, I’m green. Haa, in more ways than one.” You admit softly.

“Then get your little whore ass back over here.” Eustass says, a commanding tone in his voice that sends a chill down your back. You step back toward him, face flushed red, and stick your chest out toward him without further prompt.

“Green maybe,” he says, clearly referencing your experience. “But well educated. Does the little newbie whore wanna cum for me?”

You nod, “I want to - haa-nngh!” Your words are cut short as Eustass pulls on the rope between your thighs, digging it into your clit.

“Look at me when you beg bitch.” He demands and the shiver that runs you through - more from his tone than his words - forces a shaky sound out of you. You can see the delight on his face before you can speak up.

“I-I want to cum a-against your cock.” You beg, your face painfully red as you manage to look at him through the whole thing before looking away.

“Mmm, let’s see if you can earn that privilege.” He muses, pulling the pencil skirt off and letting it pool at your feet. He helps you step clear of it before turning you around and shoving you onto your bed, chest down, ass in the air as you barely manage to keep your feet under you. “I want to hear a color from you after each one of these, doll.”

“O-okay,” you answer a little shakily, fairly certain you know what’s coming.

“That should be a ‘yes sir’ at the least.” He says, his right hand cracking sharply against your ass.

The sweet sting turns pleasurable quickly and you gasp at the sensation - knowing it was coming did you no good.

“G-green, sir, and ah, h-harder, please.”

“Mm, listen to you.” His left hand comes down harder, the exacting control he has over the prosthetic leaves a delicious, and heavier, sting against your skin.

After every smack you say green, even if a couple times you need to catch your breath or struggle against a moan to speak.  After nearly a dozen solid smacks you let the first yellow pass your lips.

Eustass’s hands grab your bright red ass cheeks and squeeze them, eliciting a nearly orgasmic sound from you as the strange mix of pleasure and pain push into your body.

“You’re legit turned on by this,” he says practically purring the words. “Your cunt’s just drooling down your thighs. I’ll give you credit, you are a delightful little toy. Fuck I want to shove my cock down your throat and see how much you’ve practiced with those monster dildos, but we’ll see how fast you recover from this first.”

You hear and feel the safety scissors as Kid cuts the rope that is soaking in your slit, and moves it away.

“Color?”

“Green, green! Just p-please don’t stop!” You gasp into the mattress, the words collapsing into a cry of pleasure as hot fingers find your clit. His fingers slip and slide against your soaking pussy for a couple seconds before his prosthetic steadies you.

“Don’t squirm so much,” he says with a chuckle. “I can’t keep my fingers on your clit when you move so much. Keep your hips up.”

“T-trying… legs are… I’m gonna c-cum!” You can feel the rush of pleasure threatening to overtake you when there’s a sharp snap against your ass.

“You wanted to cum around my cock, don’t go creaming on your own, doll.” He says, pulling his fingers from your clit. You could hear the wrapper break and then a moment later you could feel him.

You hadn’t seen the size of him since things started, but he felt impossibly large. Maybe it was because you weren’t in control like you were with your toys, but you shift your hips against the tip, trying to help lubricate the beast before it tears you open.

“Used to taking this on your own terms, aren’tcha, ya little size princess? Well, not this time. You keep those hips up and still.” He commands, and you comply despite your concerns. “There we go, don’t worry, I’m not going to break you.”

He leans down over you and can feel the warmth of him against your back, and the heat of his words tickle your ear.

“You're entirely too fun to break in the first round, girlie.” He promises you as he begins to push into you. His face stays near yours as he pushes deeper. Slowly and without pause.

Most of the toys you had, had some give to them, but Eustass was more like metal than flesh, as he stretched you wider than you had ever done to yourself. It took all you had to stay still as he pushed in so achingly slow, relishing in the twitches and gasps coming from you.

“Don’t you dare cum from just this,” he demands, and you can feel your body responding, regardless of your own will. “I’m about to make all your little toys useless. Or at least useless in your hands.” He muses, leaning back as his hips push flush against your thighs.

“Holy fuck, look at you taking all of me like a godsdamned champ.” He grabs your hips and pushes himself deeper by pulling you against him and the sensation forces a broken moan from you as one of your leg curls. “Oh I am going to fuck you mindless, little mouse.”

You gasp at the name and hide your face in the mattress, arms flexing against the ropes, legs already shivering before he’s even started.

“Like that, huh?” He pulls back and little and thrusts heavily into you. “Keep being a good girl, and maybe I’ll call you mouse more often.”

Your legs aren’t holding you up as Eustass grips your hips and snaps into you over and over. Pleasurable sounds leak from both sets of your lips, some of them soaking into the mattress, some dribbling down your thighs. Once he finds a spot that makes you practically growl in pleasure he hits that spot over and over and you couldn’t hardly make any sounds as the powerful orgasm crashes into you.

You couldn’t even beg for permission.

You hadn’t ever brought yourself to such a hard orgasm, and you hear Eustass hiss as you clench and spasm against him. He mutters a curse under his breath, pushing you further onto the bed and lifting you up enough to get your knees on the mattress.

Your body crumpled under you, but Eustass leans into you and the bed. He gives you enough of a reprieve, pushing into you slowly, to let your senses return a little.

“Where’re you at, little mouse?”

“G-green, for the love of fuck, d-don’t stop!” You gasp, pushing back into him. “I’ve n-never - that was am-ma-mazing - hnnngh!!”

“Flattery will get you pretty far, at least when it’s like that.” He grins, pounding into you again from the new angle. The bed is taking most of the punishment, as his hips smack into your thighs and push you into the mattress.

You can’t care about the bed, or much of anything else. You squirm and wiggle under him and the inability to escape fuels your pleasure, pushing you toward a second orgasm quickly.

“Haa-ngh, fuck, K-Kid, I’m gonna… can’t -.”

“Scream for me.” He demands, reaching around and pushing his fingers into your clit.

You gasp and let loose a short string of swears before your entire body curls and the orgasm nearly breaks you. You cry out something, and you're vaguely aware of Eustass cumming with you as he growls your new favorite nickname before slamming into your needy body roughly.

You’re a little disappointed he needed to wear the condom, the idea of his pleasure leaking out of you was turning you on, even if you weren’t sure why. It probably had a little bit to do with the gaping empty feeling as he pulled out of you, you’re shivering at the sensation of it and the odd hollowed out feeling that lingered.

“Let me get you out of those ropes and get you cleaned up.” He says after taking a second to catch his breath. “How ya feeling?”

“Exhausted,” you admit with a chuckle as the ropes are loosened. “All my muscles are mush. Exhaustion aside, that was fucking amazing.”

Eustass rolls you onto your back to undo the knots on the front. “Good. Nothing feels bad?”

“Mm, in what way?”

“No weird pain, no pang of regret?” He asks. “Whatever it is, it’s best to talk it out now instead of later.”

“Hm.” You consider things for a moment. “Aside from a bit of rope burn, nothing feels off physically. Mentally, er, no. No regrets. I’m glad to have done this, but er, how do I find people like us?” You ask with a sheepish grin as he helps you sit up.

Eustass snorts. “Let me help you get set up on a kink-friendly dating website after a shower.” He says, helping you stand. “Friends?” He questions, raising a brow.

“Friends.” You admit with a smile.

“Good, so rule #1, if anyone you hook up with ignores your safe words, you tell me.” Kid says, ruffling your hair before he practically carries you into the bathroom.

[lavenoon]

Lave-san i need help i desperately need fics where the DCA does not like you initially/straight up dislikes you and avoids you. Bonus ppints for mechanic y/n

So I'll lead with the disclaimer that I crowdfunded this reply because I am a pitifully slow reader, which translates to me actually reading only very few fanfics. However, I trust my sources (from the Sleepy Cove Server <3), so I'll wholeheartedly recommend these!

First the two I have actually read:

Our Orbit is Elliptical by @sycopomp and @madame-mongoose

The Daycare Attendant is very protective of his role in the Superstar Daycare; he was made for this job, after all, and he finds it insulting that management seems to think he needs help. They insist on saddling him with human assistants, over and over, no matter how many quit. Not that he does it intentionally, of course... but if they can't handle the stress, then perhaps they aren't fit to be working with children. Hmph.

You are the new Daycare Assistant at the Superstar Daycare! Despite some reservations, you're determined to do your best and prove-- mostly to yourself-- that you deserve to be here. You're inspired by Sun and the ease with which he gets along with the children, and you hope to impress him with your go-getter attitude and unflappable confidence! (Even if both of those things are about as flimsy as construction paper...)

aka: Sun is passive-aggressive to his new assistant, whom is so determined to do a good job that they're too oblivious to notice.

Almost Human by @vilz

“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.” ― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

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You get a new job. It's a struggle.

And now the ones that make me wish I could read faster or simply have more time in the day:

Two Choices by @thelonereni

You chose this.

There was regret of course, but turning back wasn't an option anymore. You couldn't lose this new game you found yourself in, and somehow you managed to feel more and more alive the longer you played...

You have worked in sanitation since the pizzaplex opened, but that all changed when you had a bit of a mishap in the kitchen. With the only real option left being an assistant in the daycare, you decided it couldn't be worse that your previous position.

Between the surly daycare attendant, bosses breathing down your neck and the corporate overlords coming for a visit, your starting to think you make really shitty life choices.

What's The Moral Here? by @/siquieres on ao3

Your little brother is invited to a birthday party at Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex, hosted inside the Superstar Daycare. The Daycare Attendant takes a disliking towards you, or at least, that's what you think it is. Despite this and the violent nightmares of a sun god that plague you, you keep letting your brother bring you back. You keep coming back.

A sort of mean-spirited take on the Sun/Reader dynamic. Reader is often injured, intentionally or not.

What's It Called When Light Hits A Prism? by @/TooManyPsuedonyms on ao3

The PizzaPlex has been running--and the Management needs a new operator for one of their salvaged animatronics.

You are just trying to live independently, so of course, you'll take the job.

You have no idea what you're in for. Granted, you never really know what you're in for, but this can't be much different than working with regular human people… right?

And perhaps one where the DCA doesn't outright dislike Y/N, but the premise still causes tension in their dynamic (and you get mechanic Y/N!):

It's Curtains For You! by @muzzlemouths

|| “You will be befriending, then dismantling the animatronic,” he gets right to the point, “and you’ll have about a month to do it.”

You're not here to make friends. You're here to earn what you can, smile and nod with simple Yes Sirs, and keep your head down low. An open position as the Daycare Attendant's newest 'mechanic' doesn't change any of that. You're on a tight schedule with the disassembly and you can't afford to be getting attached.

But what happens when you do?

[bittersweet-adagio]

i finally did my oc pinterest boards… also i have tiny info on them to go along with it!!!

khoi’s board

gothic vampire-y style????

half because he enjoys the style half because guardian lycos prefers he wears this style

he actually has pierced ears as well i’ve just never drawn it or mentioned it LMAO

ivan and marshall lee mostly inspired his character. like if ivan and marshall lee had a baby???? marshall lee because of his like nonchalant cool whatever whatever silliness (+ parental issues) and ivan because. love idk how to explain

sai’s board

visual kei. i know it might be a little hard to differentiate from khoi but i PROMISE they are so different. think of a lot of accessories for sai but less for khoi.

this board has more pins than the rest. this is because sai is canonically a demiboy and doesn’t mind dressing femininely. there are sections for masculine and feminine outfits. (i still kept his ID number as 01 since i felt like ??? ehh idk about putting them as a diff number…)

they kind of like dressing up but sometimes the accessories start messing with him and they stop liking it so much. guardian lavan treats him like a doll.

all the makeup in the costume concepts yes they would wear that

vincent (dead plate) and yuri (ddlc) inspired his character. take that as you will honestly i’m not elaborating

ellie’s board

princess cutesy fairy i love life silly whimsical fun

guardian shui and ellie spent a while discussing what ellie would want to dress up as for shoots and such and they decided this would be what they both agreed on and wanted.

loves jewelry and bows!!! she has pierced ears plus she wears crowns

tsukasa tenma and ocean o’connell rosenberg inspired her character. her judginess and “I AM ALWAYS NUMBER ONE” attitude comes from ocean and her whimsical teehee silly confidence comes from tsukasa

vera’s board

very vintage but very cute at the same time

SHE HATES DRESSING THIS WAY but at least she looks cute and she doesn’t really complain about it because guardian kora would flip out

she finds the accessories really uncomfortable and would much rather wear clothes she makes herself

sara chidouin and mari (omori) inspired her character because of leadership potential, sisterly/motherly behavior, perfectionism, and um… other things…

the inspiration characters are also pretty light inspo i think??? not really??? i have no idea

this is for like photoshoots and such and MAYBE costumes they’d wear on stage but uh yeah you guys can uhhh tell me how you feel about these yayyy enjoy

[mikunology]

Any specific character inspiration for how you characterize the CV gang?? :0 like, from animes or other media, is that how you picked out their personalities because their really great 🙏🏾

OvO!! excellent question!! ooh boy...where do I start with that...

admittedly, some of my inspirations are a bit difficult for me to remember since I've had my characterizations for the CVs for a really long time, almost if not as long as I've been a fan (so...over a decade lmao). let's see, though... (this became an essay accidentally so putting it under a cut lmao)

My Miku's personality comes from a mix of things: the basics of it I think I can trace back to her portrayals in unofficial comics like Hatsune Mix and Chibi Miku-san, and of course, portrayals of her from various early songs and videos (mainly cosMo's works). Outside of Vocaloid-based works, though, I don't think it'd surprise anyone to know that yes, I did base my portrayal of Miku on Jenny from My Life as a Teenage Robot (just a little XD) but it would probably surprise people to know that I got a surprising amount of inspiration for how I write Miku from Mickey Mouse of all characters, mostly the version of him from the modern Paul Rudish shorts. I feel like the wackier and more short-sighted aspects of her definitely came from him, lolol - it ended up making her feel more like a Western cartoon protag than say, a stock shoujo anime heroine. Oh, and I can't forget - a good chunk of Miku's personality also is a reflection of myself in a few ways, such as her anxious streak.

For Rin...Rin is actually kinda easy in this regard, a majority of Rin (and also Len's) characterizations were definitely based off the aforementioned early Vocacomics/mangas and early songs, mostly Wonderful Opportunity's discography, but for Rin I also got a lot of my idea for her from OSTER Project's early songs (like Princess Cowgirl Show). Rin tended to get portrayed a lot with a very energetic, in-your-face and slightly bratty attitude and I always loved it. XD Both my Rin and Len were inspired by a few of the Kagamine ask blogs floating around Tumblr in the early 2010s too. Also, while this was more of like...a subconscious inspiration? I recently had rewatched a bit of the Powerpuff Girls and I was kinda struck by how much Buttercup had snuck into how I write Rin XD It was really funny.

Now Len...I'm gonna come out and say that yeah, I owe a lot of my inspiration for how I write Len to hikusa and their Len askblog - I think my Len ended up deviating quite a bit from theirs? But I think the influence is there. XD Let's see...I also got my Len's personality from a lot of earlier Vocaloid content? Although admittedly moreso from other media like the comics and Project DIVA games than music in his regard other than WanOpo. Like Rin and Buttercup, I also noticed he takes quite a bit after Blossom, which I thought was entertaining. Len is also another character besides Miku that I think takes after myself a lot, I'd say he's probably the closest in personality to me in the cast. XD

And Luka is also pretty easy! A majority of my idea for Luka is pulled straight from one of her centric chapters in Hatsune Mix (couldn't tell you the chapter name/number off the top of my head) that discusses her having trouble putting "feeling" into her singing. I thought that chapter was really interesting in giving Luka that conflict so I ended up giving her a sort of robotic personality to delve further into that concept a bit. I think I also got some of my Luka's characterization from some of Owata-P's old Talkloids (Vocaloid Petit Theater, I think?) where while she was more tsundere than kuudere her kinda deadpan attitude felt fitting to the character.

But yeah! I know, kinda weird places to find characterization inspiration...but yknow lmao.

[miniscrew-anon]

Favorite vampire duo ficlet featuring the line “he’s your daddy”

—-

“Do you ever think about Bram Stoker?”

Dark leaned right, furiously mashing buttons on his controller. His avatar stepped back to avoid Shadows' next attack but was caught in the combo. His avatar was thrown into the air and had his head ripped off. Match over. “Fucking fucker fuck-! What are you talking about? Who the hell is Bram Stoker?”

Shadow sighed disappointedly. “C’mon man. Aren’t you old guys supposed to be all cultured and shit? What have you been doing for the last few centuries? Other than not setting up a stock portfolio.”

“Can you get off my back about that already?”

“You’re a million years old and you work for minimum wage, dude. There’s living in your parents basement until you're forty, and then there's whatever you’re doing.”

The character select menu opened up and Dark quickly switched to someone else. That other one was useless. He’d pick someone with a shit ton of fire power this time. He needs to take Shadows head off. The little shit has been getting a bit too smug recently. “I’ve been busy. Mostly trying to survive. Drinking myself to undeath. A few crusades. You know, the usual.”

Shadow clicked his tongue. “And yet you don’t know the father of all erotic vampire lore.”

Dark pried his eyes off the screen to stare at the younger vampire. “What?”

“Bram Stoker wrote Dracula, you uncultured heathen.” Shadow rolled his eyes at Dark’s confusion. “How did you not know that? This is like a Hylian not knowing about Hylia. Or a basic bitch not knowing about pumpkin spice lattes-”

“What the hell are you talking about? Erotic vampire lore? What?”

“Think about it,” Shadow started, eyes glowing in the darkness of his apartment. “Stoker wrote the original broody, sexy vampire, right? Rich guy in a castle with hot vampire babes and a ‘take you passionately’ attitude? All the forebringers of modern cliches. His work inspired future film adaptations that have dark, alluring men pulling unsuspecting victims into their thrall. He took vampires from some ugly monsters in dark alleys into gracious counts with depth and sex appeal.”

“And your point is…?” Dark turned his head back to the game. While he listened to Shadows horrible reasoning his on-screen counterpart met his bloody demise.

Shadow grinned mischievously. “I’m saying that you owe him big time. You do know that the only reason you’re getting laid these days is because of him, right?”

“I’d ask you to elaborate but I really don’t want you to.”

“Well you know how Twi is into the whole vampire thing, right?”

“Yes I do. And I regret telling you about that every single day,” Dark sighed.

Shadow stuck his tongue out. “Right, well. Why do you think he’s into it?”

Dark side eyed his friend. He's not happy about the way Shadow smiles like a shark smelling blood. “Don’t-”

“Because of decades of sexy vampire lore - because of Bram Stoker! He’s the daddy of sexy vampires. He’s your daddy.”

“Stop talking to me.” Dark groans. “Stop talking in general holy shit. I’m going to kill you-”

Shadow giggles like the insane demon he is. He sits up fully, barely paying attention to the TV but still managing to kill Dark’s avatar with ease. “Don't get upset now. I’m just pointing out a fact.”

Dark cursed as his character was ripped in half brutally. Fatality. “Fuck this game! Piece of shit-! And I’m not the only vampire here, asshole. Whatever messed up logic you’re applying to me can be said for your bleeder, too.”

Shadow rolls his eyes. “Oh, please. Rain doesn’t care about that stuff. He does it because despite whatever he might say, I’m his favorite person. He’d feed me no matter what. But you, unlike me, have no redeeming qualities. So your only chance at getting some is to be someone's personal spank bank fantasy.”

Dark cracked his knuckles. Fuck doing this virtually. “You know what? I’m going to rip your head off.”

Shadow smirked. “If you think that’ll shut me up then you’re in for a surprise.”

———

-and after that Shadows dismembered head offers to get tickets to a showing of the original Dracula at a local theatre for twark because he’s an asshole who takes the bit all the way to the bank

So I was googling because I was wondering when vampires turned sexy and it was around the time of Dracula in the late 1800s. There were a few foreign novels too. Before that they were depicted as purely demonic and evil. So I figured that would be a fun lil factoid to write about. Especially when I thought about how old Dark might be and how if he predates Dracula then he’d have been around when vampires were only seen as monsters. No wonder he was so surprised Twilight didn’t outright reject him.