#and damn does it look like erika too

[artschoolglasses]

Ghost of Yōtei (2025)

[thesezombiestastelikeashes]

Normally I post about Dimension 20 on my main blog but a thing happened on Adventuring Party and I'm gonna talk about it

So watching through the Episode 2 Adventuring Party, something really amazing happened at 2:15 ish. And now I'm gonna talk about consent and content in Tabletop and how @quiddie and Izzy (and everyone else at the table) absolutely fucking nailed it

Edited because I cannot believe I spelled Aabria wrong so many damn times in a row I'm so sorry

Specifics below the cut for spoilers and content warning: parasites and squick

The notes for DMs (and players) to take away from this:

Look for soft no's, even if you know your players. Make space for a no, even if you are excited. Once the no has been said, move on and no complaining that someone's comfort level isn't the same as yours.

So Brennan asked a question about the parasites, Chipmunks, and bear in Adventuring Party to clarify if Chipmunks and Parasite were one in the same or different entities (it was just the chipmunks being massively fucked up)

Aabria, as DMs who put their entire heart and soul into making a campaign often do, went to start explaining the basis for the parasites (link to ribbon worms, very content warn, dead dove do not eat). The table reacted. Brennan does a very physical ick response, Erika's face was very "I am listening to something gross", while the rest of the table looked interested in that way nerds do when they don't know what they're walking into. And Izzy said "I want you to stop."

Aabria just said ok, told the camera/audience to google it, and they moved on.

And I wanna talk about what a baller move that is on Aabria and Izzy's parts. (And Quiddie if you see this please tell Izzy she's an inspiration and I adore her and all of the compliments)

So first and maybe least controversial: Aabria

-While giving the explanation of the fucked up thing she slows down her talking (I'm not sure if it was intentional but it seemed it so I'm gonna talk about it) Instead of rushing through the explanation the way people excited tend to do she said everything slowly, gave lots of pauses to be interrupted, and really took the time to let the party know what she was describing was icky

-While doing the describing, she looked around the table. Not just at the person with the biggest visual reaction, but you can watch her make the rounds with her eyes to look at everyone and make sure they all know she is still engaging with them and checking in on them

-Her "ok" is so pleasant. It's not just polite, it's not just kind, it's upbeat and pleasant to listen to. There's no judgement in it, there's no "but I wanted to keep talking about this thing" its just "ok"

-And that's the fucking hard part, letting someone know you've heard them without any judgment or disappointment when they want you to stop talking about something

And now Izzy

-Most people aren't going to applaud someone for saying "I want you to stop" to a DM explaining something but I will. A+ Izzy

-She found her boundary and enforced it and felt comfortable with it

-She did it in such a specific way "want" instead of "need"; "I want" instead of "You need", not to mention the full firmness of it where it couldn't be misinterpreted (A+, hardest part)

-The flick of her eyes to the rest of the table, I can't tell if she's checking in with other people's comfort level or just watching Brennan's arm thing, but the way she looks at her fellow players is just such a Thing that I cannot Words about, whether its checking in for their comfort or looking for support for hers its an important look that I might be reading too much into.

Now some other important beats

-No one comments that Izzy made Aabria stop.

-Brennan says he can connect with Aabria later about it, without mentioning any of the content, and Siobhan and Jasper make the note of "maybe don't google it" but no one mentions the content after Izzy says it

-They just move on. Like even if it briefly sounds like they might hit back onto it (we'll never know what Erika was leading to with their "I've always been obsessed with") they just move on immediately

It's a goddamned masterclass of consent at the table. Aabria checking in and looking for soft no's and giving space for hard no's and then once a hard no was thrown immediately shifting the entire direction of the conversation was amazing.

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

Tales of Bar 7 Ranch

Featuring Cody Archie

Cody Archie, a first-generation rancher who raise beef cattle and dorper sheep on Bar 7 Ranch in Gatesville, Texas. They also also own and operate Valet Cleaners and Laundry, do a little duplex renting, dabble in home building create content on TikTok and YouTube of his life on his ranch while his wife Erika Archie films it all. Most of their content centers on educating viewers on things like what is a Dorper sheep and how much it costs to raise the beef. They had a fair sized ranch and hired me as a hand to help him do the work. And for this 21 year old, working at Bar 7 Ranch had begun as something to keep me busy until something better came along. But after taking a liking to Cody, things changed.

Cody was very friendly and he instructed me personally on the details of the ranch and the tasks I had to perform. He seemed to be a really nice guy and he asked me lots of questions about myself and sporting interests.

Maybe it was because I sensed that the 44 year old man had similar feelings toward me, despite the fact that he was married and a father of two. He was a big portly man, with a barrel chest, tall, very strong, dark brown hair, a handle bar mustache and most importantly⁠, a nice cock. I had seen it a couple times after strategically out on the ranch. Really, it was easy to see as he didn’t take a lot of care to hide it. Giving me a sneaking suspicion it was because Cody wanted it to be seen.

On today's agenda, we had to repair a damage fence on the cow pen. When we reached the damaged area, we quickly started the repairs. I found it impossible to concentrate on what I was doing, my eyes constantly going to Cody and his baggy jeans and what was inside of them. I could feel my dick stiffen as I watched the bulges of this hot man.

Luckily, the job was quick and easy as I watched Cody scrutinize our work before calling it an afternoon. Then he turned slightly to the side and unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick before saying, "Damn, I've got to piss like a racehorse.”

“Yea, I got to piss too.” I said as I too unzipped my jeans and pulled my dick out. Then as I pissed I glanced over at Cody's cock. It was long with lots of foreskin hanging over the head of his dick.

He glanced over at me and caught me staring as he finished pissing and started shaking his dick from side to side.

“What are you doing with a hard on?” He asked.

I glanced down at my dick not realizing that it had gotten hard.

“You get a hard on from watching me piss?” Cody asked as he turned to face me.

“Here take a good look at it. Come closer.” He added.

I stepped forward until I was face to face with Cody and found a look filled with sexual excitement. Suddenly realizing that I might just be able to give Cody a blowjob, I grabbed his cock without waiting for permission. He smiled as his cock start swelling up like a balloon. It was big to begin with and just kept growing until I found myself eyeing one the biggest cocks I had ever seen.

"Now what are you going to do about that?"

Quickly, I dropped to my knees and took the big, red head of his dick in my mouth. I thought for a moment he might protest and pull out when I heard him taking in air in a gasp of shock at the pleasure, but he didn’t say a word. He just stood there looking down at me as I started sucking his huge cock. I swallowed about a third of it, but couldn’t take any more of his long thick piece of man meat. The sweat and piss tasted delicious as I slowly run my tongue up and down the shaft. And as married men are inclined to do, he started hunching my mouth as though he was fucking his wife.

“You’re good at sucking cock.” He told me as he watched me working on his dick, forcing myself to deep throat even more of it.

“Hell, this is better than fucking my old lady!” Cody added he started fucking my face harder and faster.

“Hell, take it all like my wife’s pussy does.” He called out as he suddenly grabbed me behind the head, forcing more and more of his thick cock down my throat.

Wanting to please Cody, I fought to keep from chocking as I let him shove his big cock deeper and deeper into my throat. I wanted to give him more pleasure than he got from his wife.

“Yes take my cock. Suck it down your throat.” The big rancher said as I took his thick dick until my mouth was pressed hard against the fly of his jeans. I couldn’t hold his entire dick in my throat for very long, as I couldn’t breath. But the big rancher didn’t seem to mind when I pulled my head back and again started working on just the head of his cock. In fact he let go of my head, placed his hands on his hips and just stared down at me as I sucked him expertly.

“You better get ready!” Cody called out. I wanted his load so I sucked and tongued his massive dick even more. “I'm cumming, I'm cumming!”

And he did! I felt a strong stream of cum jetting form his dick. I swallowed and kept swallowing his load as I continued to suck the last few drops of his cum out. He let me suck on his cock for several more moments before pulling it away. Suddenly I stood up, jerked my boxer shorts down as my dick sprung up and stood straight out from my body. It was so hard it was throbbing. The tall old man's eyes flicked up to his friend's face and then back to my dick. as I closed my eyes and started jacking it.

I was about to explode anytime now when I felt Cody's warm, rough workman hands stopping me from jerking my cock off. Then he surprised me by dropping to his knees in front of me.

"Nice cock." Cody said as started jacking me jacking me with one hand and himself with the other.

I really didn't expect the big guy to put my dick in his mouth, but he did. Suddenly he was sucking me and jacking himself off wildly. He didn't try to see how much of my dick he could get down his throat, he just sucked the big head of my dick like crazy. This was turning me on so much that I was about to explode.

"Cody, I'm about to cum. Oh yeah! Keep sucking my dick!" I screamed to him.

"Oh yeah, shoot your hot load into my mouth." Cody said briefly before putting his mouth back onto my cock.

With his warm mouth sucking on the tip of my cock head, I filled the big rancher's mouth full of cum. And instead of jerking his mouth away from my dick damn if Cody didn't start swallowing my cum even as he shot off for a second time. The pleasure was unbelievable as I looked to see Cody cleaning my cock dry.

“That felt mighty good.” He told me as he stood up, pulled a handkerchief out of the back pocket and began to wipe the cum off his lips.

“Yeah… hope we could do it again.” I said as I watched the old man gathering up his tackle.

“Oh, we will.” He said and winked.

[refrigeratedboombursts]

Pokémon Radical Red and the Lack of a Watsonian Explanation

Alright, so I wanna preface this by saying that I by no means hate this hack, and I'm not trying to diminish its undeniable effect on the community, for better or for worse. This is purely my opinion on the absolutely dogshit story and the fact that there's zero environmental storytelling because every trainer has to pose a challenge.

The very first non-rival boss battle, Falkner, has a Wattrel with Volt Absorb even though it's more in-character for him to have Wind Power due to his flavour text in his Johto battles when he's down to his last Pokémon.

Brock used to have a Vulpix, a nice nod to the anime, only for him to then have a Varoom instead for... what reason??? Why??? Like. It counters Grass, I guess, but it's also got STAB that's resisted by Water and is quadruple weak to Ground, weird ass fucking choice all around.

Misty says her strategy is "all-out offense with Water Pokémon" and they gave her a fucking Clodsire??? A non-water wall???? Like, if they wanted her to have stall so bad, Alomomola was right there, she's shown to be a romantic in both the games and the anime, it would make more sense. But no, Clodsire.

Alolan Raichu is too cute for Surge, and he in particular doesn't seem like the type to use something so ““unmanly””, not to mention it's a regional variant and he just... Seems too patriotic for Alolan Raichu specifically(I hate Surge and love Alolan Raichu, hope this helps).

Erika suffers from this the most imo, as her eepy ass not only gets Rillaboom, the loud drummer, but also Hisuian Electrode, a loud, fast round thing that explodes(which would suit Surge more). Like, just give her Amoongus. For the love of fuck, just give her the damn mushroom.

Why the shit does Chuck have Breloom and Gallade?? He canonically uses angry, bulky looking Fighting types(Poliwrath and Primape), instead of an Elegant knight and a stally mushroom.

Why the FUCK would you give Giovanni Kangaskhan as his ace. Like, in any capacity???? Is it a nod to the theory? Is it debunking the theory? I don't know, fuck you Parental Bond go brr! Like. This decision makes me so irrationally angry because Mega Evolving Garchomp(which he already has) would make much more sense. Giovanni's canon team and calculated actions show that he's clearly More into slower, bulkier builds(Rhydon, Nidoqueen), and so the loss of speed is perfectly In-character for him.

Also, why include May at all, she has no purpose other than to give you a Torchic, which you can get through like all of the city eggs, plus the fire type shard eggs, and that's if you didn't choose it as your starter???

Like. She's never seen again??? And then Brendan gives the player a Destiny Knot??? For reasons????

If that's the culmination of Brendan's """arc""", why wasn't it Lyra/Ethan, whoever they hc as the Daycare Couple's grandchild? It'd make more sense for them to have, and give, the Destiny Knot.

[azumasoroshi]

minidura chapter 11 react

ok i found chapter 11 translated by amnemonie on tumblr (thank you thank you thank you and if you want me to take this down i will!!) but there's no guarantee ill be able to find the rest lmAOo we'll see

HOT MAN!!! HOT MAN

i mean what no pathetic sopping wet man

cat face izaya i thought id never see you again

man after realizing there's a minidura tag i saw a post that was like "i wish minidura got animated like bsd wan" and like. YEAH. PLEASE

it would be the perfect revival of the durarara fandom pleaseeeeeee do it for meeeeeeee we could revive durarara like we revived trigun

and i need shizuo izaya and shinra cooking together being animated. please

anyway izaya looks like he really doesnt wanna be here in that last panel and i mildly spoiled myself on the comments/reblogs saying this one is really mean to izaya which you know i live for. [cracks knuckles] i hope he gets hit by a truck but like an emotional one because that's the only one he'd really react to

oh god he's more pathetic than i thought he'd be

they're really looking at him like "damn bitch you good" which is fair

bro summoned up all his courage to ask 😭rip bozo

??????????? THEY TOLD YOU HE'D BE WITH THEM

izaya simultaneously has the best social skills known to man and the WORST social skills known to man

ill never stop bringing this up but. now presenting orihara "i love humans because they're so unpredictable" izaya getting fucked by humans' predictability everybody

and here we see izaya walking awkwardly in his natural habitat, trying to eat cake with high schoolers /j

kadota casually calling out izaya on his bullshit bkgjdSGKHDSHds

he just wants to eat cakeeeee someone go with him

not me though i wouldnt be caught dead with that man

i swear walker's face gets longer every time i see him and it tickles me so much

aaaand cue shizuo on stage right

god bless erika for suggesting that he invite shizuo cuz id have done it myself

also "just today". are you implying that you want to see shizuo every other day. izaya.

WAIT

WAIT IS TODAY IZAYA'S BIRTHDAY

OH

oh my god thats actually sad okay

id say to ask namie but namie probably rejected him already without even letting him finish the question bkfdgjhgf

shinra keeping up the stupid anniversaries trend from that other chapter we love a consistent malewife

man shiki he wasnt even here for work 😭 at least he got some food although karasumi does not look that good if im being honest

at least compared to cake

shinraaaa you FORGOTTTT

may 4th is the date of my statistics exam but i swear ill celebrate it for you izaya. ill even mark it down on my calendar

oh 💀 namie is as delusional as i am. love that for her

he's even singing to himself ohhhhh poor baby...(i say this as if i'm not grinning wildly to myself in my room rn)

i swear i feel bad for him but he's so fun to bully

man i remember those fics where shizuo was the only one to remember izaya's birthday bgkjhfdgfd i guess those were founded from somewhere (even if his gifts were things like 'not chasing him today' or sending him black roses)

oh my god 😭 he's so desperate at this point i didnt think he'd actually be happy to see shizu-chan

even grabbing him by the arms bkgdssdkahdskjhgsdsd

this is gonna end badly though if the comments/reblogs i read have anything to say about it

😭yep the izaya bullying is real

SHIZUO NOOOOOOOOOOOO THATS BASICALLY THE WHOLE CAKE

izaya's conscious too 💀 MAN

part of me feels like this is narita's personal revenge against the shizaya fans in his fanbase askdbgskjhsdhgsd shizuo needs to be extra cruel to prove he's not gay

he's so happy to just get birthday textssssss this is so sad

[aidenlyons]

D: Hey, thanks for coming over, we finally broke through, I think.

R: Better be, it's damn late.

D: I know, c'mon, Colby's bringing it up now.

Aiden used to have trouble sleeping when he was a kid, too.

“Do you want to hear a bedtime story? Ok.. Once Upon a Time, there was a man. A wealthy, important man and his beautiful wife. But he was very sad because as hard as they tried, they couldn't have children.”

D: Shit, look at all this information.

C: Supernatural research. Into a William Lyons, who was born about 75 years ago. Big landowner, politician in Windenburg.

R: Lyons, you said?

C: Yeah, is that important?

R: Maybe. Go on.

“Because this man was wealthy and important, he had to have a child. Someone to pass everything down to. Carry on his family name. But nothing worked. Until the man remembered an old story his mother told him about a witch in the woods who would grant wishes.”

C: Says here he had a son, and was presumed dead in a military conflict in Selvadorada. He wasn't dead, just cursed.

D: Cursed?

C: Mmhm. A spellcaster gave him a fertility potion. We all know magic like that has a cost.

“The witch agreed, for a price. Anything, he said. Soon after his wife got pregnant and he left to defend his homeland. When he returned, he found the witch took what he felt was most important. His fame, that everyone knew him. Now even his wife didn't know him.”

C: The price was his fame.

R: The hell's that supposed to mean?

C: Apparently he was cursed that no one would ever remember him again. When he walked away from someone, within hours they would forget him.

R: Shit.

D: I second that.

“But the witch's curse didn't end with him. It was passed down to their son by mistake. You see, one day the boy's mother left him with the nanny, who had been there for years, in order to visit her friend. When she returned home, she didn't know her own son.

Rather than upset her, the nanny claimed he was hers. She had been there a long time and was smart. She figured out the boy was cursed. So she never left his side, made sure he knew the danger.”

D: Am I reading this right?

C: His son was cursed, too, but not as bad.

R: Ghost.

C: Mhm. Says here he has 24 hours before a person forgets him completely. Sometimes leaving gaps that the mind tries to cover for.

R: That explains a few gaps in my memory.

“Could that be what happened to dad?”

“No. And we're not talking about him. Time for bed.”

Erika doesn't talk about him because the truth is, she can't remember. And if she thinks about it, it terrifies her.

R: Does it have a name for Ghost?

C: Uhhh.. yeah. Thomas. Thomas Lyons.

R: Shit.

C: Mean somethin'?

R: Yeah. An' I'm not sure how I feel about it.

[toxickehlani]

𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗔𝗻𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝗿𝘆

║ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛ･* – 𝖲𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌

║ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ･* – 𝖫𝖾𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖤𝗋𝗂𝗄𝖺 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽.

║ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ･* – 𝟤,𝟫𝟢𝟩

║ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ･* – 𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗂𝖾𝗌.

║ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ/ᴘᴀʀᴛ･* – 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖷𝖷𝖨𝖵💔: 𝖥𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ .༺ ♥︎ ༻ ࣭ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ

ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

Leo’s POV

𝗧𝗢𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗜 𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗗 to see my mother since she complains I don't visit her anymore. After getting ready, I walked downstairs, finding Erika bent over with the door open in front of the refrigerator. I couldn't resist as I walked behind her and smacked her juicy ass. She jumps, stands up, and glares at me around the refrigerator door.

"Don't smack my ass if you're not fucking it." Erika mocked, looking me up and down.

She closed the fridge and walked around the island, and I met her halfway. "Well, I would, but since you talked to my mom, she's forcing me to visit her."

"You say that like you don't want to visit your only mother," Erika comments as she leans against the chair on the island.

"Don't twist my words." I rolled my eyes, shaking my head.

"I'm just sayin'." Erika shrugs.

"Let's go because I know my mom will hit me as soon as I step foot in that house." I sighed, walking towards the front door.

As Erika walked past me to walk out the front door, I smacked her on the ass, making her jump and glare at me.

"Stop it." She said, pointing her finger at me.

"It looks voluptuous," I smirked as I unlocked the car and got inside.

On the drive to my parent's house, I played the scenarios of what would happen the second I stepped foot in that house. One thing I know for sure is that my mother will give me an earful. My little sister Isabel will probably beg me for money like she always does when she sees me. She doesn't even say hi to me the second she sees me. All she does is sweet-talk me, and I know she wants money.

It's not that I don't mind because she's my little sister, but damn she can at least not look at me like I'm a human bank account.

After an eternity, I finally pulled up to my parent's house and parked next to my dad's crimson 1964 Cadillac Coupe. That car is his prized possession after my mom, of course, and he invested thousands of dollars into the vehicle. Erika and I got out and walked to the front door, where I rang the doorbell. I can hear my parent's dogs, Xina and Raven, barking from behind the door. Soon the door opens to reveal my lovely mother.

"Well, look who decides to come and visit me." She sarcastically said, leaning against the doorframe.

"You know I love you, ma," I replied, opening my arms for a hug.

"Mhmm." She mumbled, doing the same. I wrapped my arms around my mother, hugging her tight. "Okay, let go!"

Pulling away, she allows Erika and me inside, and immediately I'm attacked by the dogs. Xina, the one-year-old American Bully, jumped up on me, wagging her tail excitedly, while Raven, Cane Corso's one-year-old, jumped on Erika.

"Okay, Raven, I miss you too." Erika laughed, trying to keep her head away from Raven's mouth.

"Alright, down." My mom said, and the dogs immediately jumped down.

Erika and I followed my mother into the living room, where my father sat on the couch watching a football game. When he looked up and saw my fiancé, he instantly got an excited look.

I'm starting to think he has a thing for her. I mean, who wouldn't? She's beautiful, has a great personality, and is overall a good person.

"Well, if it isn't my gorgeous daughter-in-law. Hug me." My dad beamed excitedly, holding his arms open.

My fiancé smiles and wraps her arms around him, swaying back and forth. It's funny seeing them laugh at each other. When I first introduced Erika to my parents, my dad was skeptical because she was black, but he warmed up to her. As for my mother and little sister, they saw another family member. Isabel saw Erika as another sister, while my mother saw her as another daughter.

Overall I was glad that they loved her. Next to hug Erika was my overdramatic mother. She squealed like a banshee as she threw her arms around my fiancé.

"Finally, you two come and visit us." My mother smiled, squeezing the life out of Erika.

"Mister stick in the mud over here didn't want to come to see you." Erika lied, nodding her head towards me.

"Now that's a lie," I replied, shocked, smacking my lips.

"Oh really now?" My mother stalked closer to me as I backed away.

Suddenly my mother's flip-flop came off, and as I ran, it hit the back of my skull. "Ow. I didn't mean it." I rubbed the back of my head, laughing.

"You're lucky you're my son." She replied, opening her arms.

"You love me," I said, wrapping my arms around my mother. "Where's Isabel?"

"Isabel went with a friend to the movies. She should be back by now." My mother replied, walking into the kitchen.

"Who did she go with?" I curiously asked because if it were some boy I didn't know about, all hell would break loose.

Right when my mother went to respond to me, the sound of a car pulling up to the house caught my attention. Racing over to the door, I opened it to see a red 2017 Ford Mustang convertible pull-up. I stood with my arms crossed, trying to look as intimidating as possible to the person driving. What I saw next made the protective brother in me come out. My sixteen-year-old little sister Isabel leaned over and kissed the boy before she got out of the car, and the vehicle drove away.

Isabel didn't even see me standing in the doorway until she looked up from her phone and looked like she saw a ghost.

"H-Hey, big brother." My little sister smiled at me.

"Who was that?" I questioned, referring to who dropped her off.

"O-Oh, just a friend." She nodded, and I knew she was lying.

"Aight, so you kiss all your friends?" I asked, not moving from my position.

"W-Well, no, but-You know I want to meet him, right?" I interrupted my sister, and she nodded

"Fine." She rolled her eyes.

"Have mom and dad met him yet?" I asked, following my sister inside the house.

"Yes, they know." She replied, walking into the living room where she screamed in happiness upon seeing my soon-to-be wife.

"Isabel, how are you?" Erika asked as she swayed with my little sister in her arms.

"I'm good, but I missed you. This big brute is always hogging you." Isabel said, pointing at me, making me roll my eyes.

Shaking my head, I went outside to the side of the house where the basketball court was and sat on the bench. I pulled out an already rolled-up blunt and lighter from my pocket and lit it. As I brought it to my lips to take a puff, my father's silhouette made me turn to him.

"¿Qué tienes en mente, hijo mío?" My father asked, sitting next to me. ( "What's on your mind, my son?" )

"Did you guys know Isabel was dating somebody?" I questioned, blowing smoke out of my mouth.

My father grabbed the joint from my fingers and took a puff himself, blowing out the smoke before responding, "Yea, we know. They've been seeing each other for a month now."

"Why didn't anyone tell me?" I questioned, nodding my head.

"We know how protective you are over Isabel." My father chuckled, shrugging his shoulders.

"Still, I would've liked a phone call," I replied, taking the blunt back from him. "I told Isabel I wanted to meet him."

"Yea, I know you did." He smiled, nodding his head.

   My father and I are the same in many ways, and my mother hates that about me. So he knows I will kill anyone for them and take a bullet when it comes to the people I hold dear in my heart.

   After having a deep conversation with my father, we walked inside. I planned on sitting with Erika on the sofa, but my dad had other plans.

"Come on. I'll play you in a game of eight ball." My dad replied, tapping me on the shoulder.

"Be prepared to lose, old man." I laughed, walking ahead of him up the stairs.

"¡Pequeña mierda! No soy viejo." My dad cussed at me, racing behind me, causing me to laugh. ( "You little shit! I'm not old." )

   Entering the loft, I grabbed a pool stick from the wall and rubbed the blue chalk on the tip of it. My dad followed my actions after picking up the tool. I stood as my father placed the triangle rack on the table and placed the different colored solid and stripe balls inside. He moved it around before taking it off.

"I call stripes," I smirked, walking around the table.

   I lined the tip of my stick up with the white ball and hit the pile of cubes. As if I had luck on my side, the red one went into the corner left pocket, and the yellow one rolled into the middle right one.

"Eso es solo suerte." My father grumbled, shaking his head. ( "That's only lucky." )

"It's not luck. It's all skill." I bragged, hitting the white ball against the blue stripe one. It rolled but stopped at the edge of the right top corner pocket.

"See, if you stop talking shit, you'll get things done." My dad smiled at me, hitting the white ball against the solid green one.

   This time he made it into the top left pocket, giving him a point. He looked at me, grinning from ear to ear, making me roll my eyes at him.

"You feel like a big shot, eh?" I questioned, laughing at him.

"I am a big shot." He replied, hitting the solid green ball into the middle right pocket. "Bigger than you."

"Oh, you wish." I laughed, shaking my head.

After playing a couple of more games, the sound of my mother's voice yelling from downstairs alerted us.

"Lunch is ready!" She shouted, making me chuckle.

   Before walking down the stairs, I hit the ball into the left bottom pocket, making me win the final game. "That's game, old man. I win."

"Call me an old man again!" My dad said, chasing me downstairs.

Making it to the kitchen, I saw that my mom had made a pot of beef stroganoff. Thank god because I was starving.

   I grabbed myself a hefty plate and walked to the living room sitting next to my fiancé.

"Gracias, mamá." I smiled, munching on the delicious food. ( "Thank you, Mom." )

"De nada, hijo." My mother said, smacking me in the back of the head. It was her love language for me. ( "You're welcome, son." )

"You don't have to hit me all the time." I playfully whined, eating my food.

"Oh shut up, you big ass baby." My delightful mother replied, walking into the kitchen.

"Dad! Mom's being mean to me." I complained,

"Stop acting like a baby." My dad said from the other side of the living room.

"I hate it here!" I playfully expressed, finishing my plate.

   I leaned my head on Erika's shoulder because I thought she loved me, but I guess she didn't, as she shrugged me off.

"Get off of me." She replied, standing up and walking to the kitchen.

"Wow, I thought you loved me!" I called out from the couch.

"I do, just not right now!" I hear Erika shout at me from her spot next to my mother.

"You know what," I announced, jumping to my feet.

"What?" Erika asked, looking at me and rolling her eyes.

"I'm emancipated from this family. Ya'll gon' miss me when I'm gone." I replied, setting my plate in the kitchen sink.

"Cállate." My mother remarked, looking through a Fingerhut magazine. ( "Shut up." )

"I feel so loved." I sarcastically said, leaning against the counter.

"Stop acting like a baby god." My lovely mother groaned, looking at me.

"I'm not." I protested, shaking my head.

"You kind of are acting like a child." My fiancé nodded, taking my mother's side.

"You're supposed to be on my side. I'm your soon-to-be husband." I pointed out, swinging my arms.

"Says who?" She questioned, cocking an eyebrow at me.

"Says the physics," I remarked, shrugging my shoulders.

   I stood there staring at the floor, counting the patterns on the tile. Although I know my mom and fiancé are joking, sometimes it does get to me.

"Aww, do you want a kiss?" Erika cooed, standing up and facing me with her arms open.

   I playfully glared at her but couldn't help but laugh at her facial expression. "You're annoying sometimes."

"You love me, though." She replied, kissing my cheek repeatedly. "I love you, sweetness."

"Yea, yea, I love you too." I nodded, pulling her into a hug.

"You're such a sourpuss." My fiancé teased, biting back her smile.

"I am not," I grumbled, rolling my eyes.

"You are, but it's okay. I love you no less." Erika smiled, poking my side playfully.

"Mhmm." I sarcastically mumbled, glancing at my soon-to-be wife.

"I'll be nicer if you take me to your room." She whispered, hinting at wanting to do adult activities.

   I stared at Erika, contemplating if I wanted to take her upstairs to my room and have her suck me off while my parents and little sister were home. How can I say no to head? Sighing, I pushed off the counter and walked toward my bedroom with Erika behind me.

"¡No vayas a hacer nietos en mi casa!" My mother yelled, making Erika and I laugh. ( "Don't go making any grandchildren in my house!" )

"Sí mamá," I replied, walking up the stairs. ( "Yes, Mother," )

Erika giggled as she practically pushed me inside my room. I stumbled inside and landed on my bed, bouncing on the mattress. She glanced around my chamber and stared at the picture above the desk.

"Is that you?" She asked, pointing at the photo.

"Mhmm." I nodded, resting my head on a pillow.

"Holy shit, you look different." Erika gasped, raising her eyebrows in shock.

"Yea, I didn't have the sleeve tattoos yet. I think that picture was a week before I started getting them." I explained, pulling out my phone and scrolling through it.

"It's crazy how much time blew from our first year in high school to now." My fiancé replied, looking around the room.

"I know, huh? Who knew I'd propose to you out of all people." I laughed, reminiscing about my younger days.

"I did. You wouldn't stop talking about it." Erika said, rolling her eyes.

"True." I nodded, hearing her speak facts.

"Let's hope our daughter doesn't have your forehead." She laughed, climbing on the bed.

"Shut the fuck up. My forehead is not big." I replied, smacking my lips as I tossed a pillow at her.

"It is a little bit." She snickered, pinching her fingers together.

"What made you bring that up?" I curiously asked, arching an eyebrow.

"I wouldn't mind having a baby. It's all about timing, I guess." Erika answered, shrugging her shoulders.

"So you want a girl as your first?" I questioned, staring at her.

"Yup. I've already been planning shit in my head. I have names picked out too." Erika boasted, clapping her hands together.

"Tell me," I responded, loving the expression on her face.

"For a girl, I settled with Elora Brielle, and for a boy, I'm thinking Isaiah Matthew, but I might change it because it's too common." My fiancé beamed, smiling at me.

"Damn, you do have this planned out," I mumbled, nibbling my cheek.

"Mhmm." She nodded, lying on the pillow I tossed at her.

"Why not make him a junior?" I inquired, shrugging my shoulders.

"I could, but one of you is enough," Erika responded, shaking her head.

"Whatever." I chuckled, softly smacking her with another pillow.

   We stayed like that, talking about what we wanted once we were officially married for about an hour before heading home. As I walked out of the bathroom after a nice hot shower, I saw Erika lying under the blankets scrolling on her phone. What we discussed earlier made me wonder if I would be a good father to my kids. Can I protect them from the dangerous things in this fucked up world? Who knows.

"What's on your mind?" Erika asked, looking at me.

"Nothing," I mumbled, climbing into bed next to her.

"Tell me what's on your mind, Leo. I can always tell when something's bothering you." My fiancé replied, tossing her phone down and sitting up to look me in the eyes.

"Do you think I'll be a good father to our kids?" I asked, glancing at my woman.

"Of course, you will." She replied, giving me a reassuring nod.

"How would you know?" I questioned, arching an eyebrow in curiosity.

"Well, because you have a good heart and head on your shoulders," Erika responded, wrapping her arms around my neck.

   I was glad I always had Erika to reassure me that things would be okay. Sometimes I didn't know if my actions were the right decision, but that's what makes us human, right? She smiled before pressing her lips to mine.

[colorfuldreamsmkg]

Going To Hell | Erika Singer | Trial 1-3 | ATTN: Hitome, Suzie, Inazuma

This whole trial is a mess. First people think the killer is injured, and then they think they aren’t, and then the glitter might be important or it might not be. Half of these alibis are just people on their own, so how can they be trusted? 

“First of all, I’m pretty sure she couldn’t have been falling all that much,” Erika says, rubbing one of their temples gently. “If she’d been falling somewhere really high, there’d be all sorts of marks on her face and front, right?“

“Checking for injuries is still probably a good idea, but I also want to remind y’all–Me and Ozzy got hurt just yesterday by the fear zone, and Takuma came after us with the first aid kit–are we sure that the first aid supplies in the store weren’t the remains from that? And I mean, not to be too grim, but… There wasn’t a blood trail from the store to the bathroom. It’s definitely possible that the killer just patched themselves up enough in the store to not drip everywhere, but the blood in the store looked pretty…. Splattered. It didn’t look like it was in a puddle like it would be if someone was standing there wounded, right? So I think it’s just as possible that it could have been Dahlia’s blood that was in the process of being sprayed around them when the killer bopped back into the store. Especially if there was a whole ‘halo of blood’ around her body, like Lau Fei said. That sounds like it grabbed the area around her, right? 

More importantly, if the washing machine got rid of any blood on the pajamas, there were no tears or anything in them that would suggest a stab or anything, you know?”

Ugh, there’s just so much that they don’t know, they’re trying to guess at. The worst part is, they can’t even defend themselves from Lau Fei. She’d been working along the same thought process as Lau Fei, narrowing it down just as much–Well, almost.

"I don’t personally think Witch or Suzie did it, but technically Suzie and Witch’s alibi hinges on Suzie telling the truth, since Witch didn’t know what time it is. I don’t think Witch did it, given how uncomfortable she was around the body and the blood. I’m also pretty sure Sonny’s too big for a medium? Could be wrong.

Other than that, I agree–It’s gotta be Inazuma, Suzie, or… Hitome. I mean, I guess I can’t prove anything either, but I didn’t do it. I think the fact that I knew where Ozzy and Jed were later in the night from Bar Miku should clear me, personally? Hard to do that if I wasn’t actually in the SEKAI.”

They let out a frustrated sigh. There is a killer here. There has to be, that’s fact. So how do they get anyone narrowed down, when no one is going to willingly confess? 

Avoiding accusations and just trying to work out evidence has gotten them a narrowed list, but it can only go so far. She’d rather keep her head down, keep all eyes off of her. If she speaks up now it could burn bridges and put her in danger. But… She’s no stranger to the vitriol of people angry at her. If someone has to bear that weight, they can. Besides, hadn’t her unit mates said something to that effect the other day? Does playing nice matter if it they might die from it anyway?

…..If it breaks bad enough for her, maybe she can just say it’s the concussion, anyway.

There is a shift in their body language, subtle enough that at first it might be missed. She stands a bit straighter, and while she still looks exhausted, there’s more energy to her eyes than normal. She also looks, frankly, pissed. When she speaks, her voice comes out much sharper than normal, acidic and spiky.

“My group had it the worst with this, that’s objective fact. I wound up in the goddamn fear bubble twice, the others did too. All four of us are fucked up to some degree, from me and Ozzy being in a fucking car crash to whatever happened to Jed and Takuma. And you know what? What’s really just so fucking, funny about that?

Even with all of that, not a single damn one of us killed anyone. Even when faced with our worst fears multiple times, even as we got fucked up, we managed to keep it together.

So with that said, the rest of you in my little list–Inazuma, Hitome, Suzie. I want the two of you who haven’t already done it already to show us if you’re hurt, and I want to know for sure what size clothing you normally wear.

More importantly, though, I want to know which of you is such a goddamn fucking coward that it made you worse than Me, Takuma, Ozzy, and Jed.”

[asoulofatlantis]

Now we might as well also do part 1 one Titas little story.

That is a good question.

You know... back in the first two Sky games it felt like Titas parents basically abandoned her for their work and left her to (mostly) her own devices. I... almost miss those times now ^^'

I can not say I do not understand Erika somewhat. I think she does this the wrong way, but I can see were she is coming from. Tita was in some big danger back during the war and shortly before it, that can not be denied.

I might or might not have been very distracted by a sudden Agate and Tita cuteness and forgot to post about it... ^^' So lets instead wonder how he got her out of that falling Orbal gear thingy or whatever its called without touching her XD

Okay, time to get back to the plot. Chapter 4 needs to be finished.

Its still so weird that this is part of Reans main story plot XD

If you really think I am going to play this stupid shooting minigame until I hit the target score just for some RP than you are very wrong.

How the freaking hell am I supposed to take any of this seriously`^^'

Seriously, this place is just ridicioulus. Every time you come here it looks different. I wouldn't be surprised if we go on a Mishelam Vacation-Mission-Thingy with Elaine and Van someday and end up in yet another different layout for that damn Mirror-Castle.

First you give me this ridiculous Michy-Story and now you put actual pain in my heart? What are we even going for here? A rollercoaster of emotions? I don't need to suffer through this again!

Go Rean! Show him that I didn't suffer through that ending in order to get the true one, just to be told the bad one should have been the canon-one. The true ending, is the one were you live!

There is something really wrong about Rean sitting on the sidelines like this, not even able to sit straight. All my maternal instincts are on full alert when I see him like this ^^'

Somehow I feel drained after finishing Reans chapter 4...

Which is why I clearly need a break again.

Urg... I am a bit in a hurry as you know and it seems like I am just moving far too slowly.

[eristic-kaleidoscope]

Gripper Check | AIRika/Adrik | Trial 3.6 | Re: Arakiel, Kenshin, Eureka, Erisu | ATTN: Erik A, Eureka

Adrik wants to slam their head into a wall with the amount of time they've been accused by now, and they're visibly annoyed. However, they still don't snap, or yell, or doing anything that AIRika might've done previously.

"If I killed everyone important, I'd be killing the loved ones of people I actually care about here. You think I'd be able to forgive myself if I killed, say, Erik's mom? Or Erik A's sister? Hell, even Eureka's younger clone. I'm not a good person, but even I'm not that horribly fucked up.

Besides... yeah, my situation with my ex is bad. True. Erik A told me he was going to handle it, though. I don't know how, you'd have to ask him. I have a few ideas, though, considering what we had access to before all of this.

Also, I asked for a favor ticket for the sake of taking care of Ani just in case. Not in a deadly way, God no. I just was going to see if there was a way I could make it so she couldn't share what she learned. I still have it. I never used it. I was waiting to see what Erik A was going to do.

And besides... I've given up. I can't just go back to being AIRika after all this, can I? Not even if I was exposed or not. I just can't. It feels wrong. I know that's not a good defense, but it's true. I want to be real. I just wish it was on my own terms.

They sigh, shaking their head.

"I'm pretty sure I'm the only person who burned something today, and it was pretty bad. The room was smoky for a reason. I just can't cook, and I probably never will after today.

Either way, Eureka had a bowl that Kenshin spotted, and that's a bit too damn good of a coincidence."

They look at Erisu, and shake their head.

"Eureka doesn't know plants, yeah. But she also just contradicted herself. She just said everyone knows hemlock, and everyone knows it's poisonous. Is that not a confession she knew what the plant was? She even identified it for my group during the investigation. Sure, she might not be good at plants, but she absolutely knows this one.

You know what she does have, though? Just like Erisu said? Mechanical knowledge and medical knowledge. The device that was created was honestly creative, and used electrical tape from the workshop that were purchased before today. I know this because my group asked AION about it. That's totally an item she would have on her person, considering her past contraptions made here. The electrical tape and amount of needles also could prevent breaking the needles, right? If they're all bunched together, it'd be difficult to break. Either way, that point is void, since the trap still worked and the needles killed even if they're brittle.

Her medical knowledge also means she'd know how to administer the poison effectively, and how to even do hemlock poisoning. I didn't know what hemlock was until literally today, but I feel like most people would've probably defaulted to trying to get the other party to consume it. Injection? Especially only at the surface level? That's sure a lot of specialization.

And again, she had multiple chances to find the letter and create a plan to attack. The earliest I learned of any of this was when I was in the eatery with Erik, where Erika Chen told us she was going to play mermaids in the pool. That's all the knowledge I had, and seeing that I left at 5:10PM, just like Arakiel said, that would give me only, I don't know, maybe thirty minutes to create my plan and execute it. I also had no electrical tape, so I would've had to go to the store, which we know didn't happen, or get it elsewhere."

A feet check? They can agree to that. Their flexibility means they're able to easily lift their foot in the air, revealing white flats. Their feet are medium in size. They then take the shoe off and hold it out, showing the size marker inside: size 38 EU.

"I wore different shoes when I got caught in the rain and changed since they were soaked, but the size is obviously the same. My group also matched my feet to the footprints in the dorm hallway, which at least proves that.

Now, we just need to see Eureka's."

[theheadlessgroom]

"Judging from everything I've heard, I have no doubt he'll deliver!" Josephine smiled warmly as she forked herself another bite of pancake, as Randall vouched, "Dorian never does anything halfway, believe me, and since he's the children's godfather, that gives him even more of an excuse to cut loose and go the whole hog!"

Truth be told, the only reason the house hadn't collapsed in on itself from all the revelry was due to the diligence of Elizabeth and Beau, who kept Dorian on a short chain (something Dorian himself would freely admit to, appreciating their efforts in keeping the house from having its roof blown off). He noted his best friend sitting several seats down, him and Elizabeth waving to them as they dug into their own breakfast-if there was anything going on between them, they certainly didn't let on to the other spirits in the house.

Randall watched them quietly for a moment, only tuning back in when he heard the others enthusing about the prospect of a masquerade ball, with Josephine in particular looking forward to further putting on her dancing shoes, with June commenting, "My mother was a dancer in her youth."

"Really?" Randall asked curiously, asked, "What kind?"

"Well, we didn't quite have the term for it back in my day, but I believe you youngsters would call it burlesque or cabaret," she giggled playfully, not heeding the genuinely-surprised expressions of her son-in-law and grandson, neither of them having expected this answer as she elaborated, "I was something of a wild child in my youth, so I danced and sang with a troupe of girls at a bar in New Orleans, and made some damn good money when I was doing it too!"

"What's burlesque?" Lon asked innocently, unfamiliar with the word. Erika, equally confused, asked, "And what's cabaret?" Sounded like one of those fancy wines Uncle Beau talked about...

@beatingheart-bride

"No, I...I wanna try," she replied with a little nod, puffing out her chest in an attempt to look a bit braver as she crawled up into her seat beside her father, who leaned down and lowered his voice, saying, "If you ever wanna leave, if you ever get uncomfortable and want to take a breather, you just let me know and we'll go, okay?"

"Okay, Papa," she nodded appreciatively, smiling sweetly as he kissed the top of her curls, the pair linking pinkies beneath the table just as the Pace brothers came bouncing downstairs, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as they hopped into their seats, Colin cheering, "Good morning! Boy, these spirits here know how to throw a party!"

"Did you stay up with the revelers?" June asked, Callahan reaching for the pitcher of orange juice as he answered, "Oh, yeah; when in Rome, as they say! Col and I stayed up, we danced, we sang, we chatted with some of the other spooks here, knocked back a few drinks, we had a good time! Rowan's gonna love this place-the only woman on this Earth that can drink me under the table."

He said this with great adoration, smiling goofily from ear to ear at the mere mention of her, as Colin dropped his voice, whispering to the rest of the table with a little grin, "Her sister, my wife, Morwen? She can drink him under the table too. Faster, too."

As the brothers continued to bicker playfully over their wives' skill in holding their liquor, Wilhelm leaned over to his son and daughter-in-law, saying, "The talk went pretty well, I think. She's still nervous, sure, but...she knows she's loved. You love her, Junie and I love her, Lon loves her, Dorian and Elizabeth loves her...my brothers and Junie's folks, they're no different, and we told her so. She's a gem of a girl, and we told her so."

"Thank you, Pa," Randall smiled appreciatively, Wilhelm smiling back to the couple as he replied, "Don't mention it," just as the Burke's arrived for breakfast: While Josephine was looking as bright-eyed as the Pace brothers, very chipper and ready to seize the day, August looked rather tired, much less put-together than he did the day before.

"Good morning!" Josephine smiled as they took their seats, August immediately reaching for the coffeepot. Concerned, June asked, "Did you not sleep well, Father?"

"I'm used to the usual hustle and bustle of New Orleans, dearest," he yawned, filling his mug nearly to the brim, with only just enough room for cream and sugar. "The hustle and bustle of Gracey Manor? That I may need some time to adjust to."

The Pace brothers smiled bashfully at this, but otherwise said nothing as they all began to help themselves to breakfast-pancakes this morning, strawberry puffed being one of the varieties: Randall immediately helped himself to some, and was pleasantly surprised that August did the same.

[eveofwriting]

Howdy! I would love to request some Yandere pokemon content if possible. Erika and her gym always looked like a mini prison, as you need HM Cut for the tree blocking the way there. In the gym are four female trainers on the outside. With another area in the middle that you need to use Cut yet again to get it. What I'm trying to say is that her gym looks like it's designed to keep her darling/you there. I would like some Yandere Erika headcanons please and thank you. Fem darling if not too much.

[Honestly I’d be damned if I said you were wrong, 😆🤚 I can’t imagine getting out of that maze of a gym easily, in my original copy of yellow, with the graphics it was near impossible for me to find my way through that gym. Nearly a twitch plays pokemon team rocket base situation- oh wait I’m talking too much.]

Yandere Erika Headcanons

★ Well, after she’s determined she wants YOU as her lover, your fate is sealed and you should probably say goodbye to any hopes of seeing anyone except the gym trainers, and of course, Erika.

★ Erika will stop at nothing to make sure you can’t leave her, she loves you too much to let you go.

★ Despite her unhealthy obsession, she is pretty casual about the relationship.

★ Oh, did I mention she’s the type to put restraints on you?

★ She’ll make it comfortable for you, maybe some fuzzy handcuffs that really won’t make your wrists too sore but will do the job of keeping you in place.

★ All of your pokemon are safely kept in a storage closet that only the people who work at the gym can access, so good luck.

★ In short, you have no way of escaping.

★ She does often fall asleep, which I suppose might give you a bit of hope!

★ But then you have at least 9 other girls there ready to hold you down and get Erika if you ever somehow get out of your cuffs and the hedge maze type thing grown around you.

★ She must’ve been planning this for a while, seen how elaborate all of the things that prevented you from escaping are.

★ Did someone say punishments? No? Well I’m telling you anyway.

★ She is very gentle on punishments, considering she hates to see her darling Y/N get hurt in any way, shape, or form

★ Expect a gentle scolding and a slap on the wrist.

★ If you really don’t learn that you need to play her little charade of lovers to survive, the punishments might get a bit more brutal.

★ After three failed attempts at escaping, you’ll see that she’s infuriated, at you, and at herself for not making you comfortable enough that you want to constantly leave.

★ She does do sweet things for you, honestly.

★ She absolutely adores cuddling with you, even if you fight back, she’ll just have one of her pokemon sedate you so she can enjoy it.

★ She imagines you enjoy it just as much.

★ She makes sure you have everything, including food, water, and will let you use the gym changing room to take a bath. (Most of these rooms don’t actually exist but shhhhhh use your imagination >:[ )

★ She doesn’t want to hurt you herself, so she’ll have one of her pokemon do it for her.

★ Usually just stuff that is slightly painful, but if she needs to, she’ll have one of her partners use a more damaging move.

★ Maybe poison powder to make you nauseous and give you a headache, or she’ll paralyze you and repeatedly have one use vine whip as if it was an actual whip.

★ Unsurprisingly, the name suits it well, and you’re left with some nasty cuts.

★ “..I didn’t want to have to hurt you.. Just return my affections, that’s all I want..”

[benevadeca]

PART 2 REWATCH LB BABY HERE WE GOOO

like this wasn't the part that fucked me up the first time :) it'll be fine

1st shot of the dumpster has the sewing machine but it also already has one of that green container of the insecticide he used to try and get rid of the bugs/poisoned himself with. the unending nature of suffering

the very first scene we have him trying to pick up a weight but it being vastly too heavy for him (12 lbs) and then going for the lighter one (4 lbs) but still struggling but unwilling to yield on it. like wow congrats i already know this guy

his 2 tabs open on his fucking mac being lighting for the house and an expensive speedboat. rly mixing work and play there huh bud. also the very Out There over the top everything of his decisions....like bro i KNOW this guy

also what is this i googled it but it's apparently something injected for some kind of Serious Medical Condition(TM) and also not for heartburn like the packaging says?? sir....

the technology giving the illusion of human interaction but without any substance....all his calls being buisness calls (the namedrop of "derrick" kitchen and "erika" bank) and economists having a dialogue on the radio and

the initial bugs being just 2 of them....hhhhhh

OH MY GODD the place the oven is is where the fireplace used to be. you're KILLING me

his many many piling up coffee cups, the cluttered workspace (both in the basement and during construction) compared w/ the barren fishtank w/ the fish he isn't feeding (the fish ofc being the metaphor for his self care)

going to bed w/ the light on and dropping the phone, all his excersize gear everything he does being so so performative in an attempt to mold himself to a lifestyle. anyway he's basically the protagonist of shark tale

the way the chandelier makes the rat portrait look like it has a crown. ugh imagery.

the bugs first major appearance being when he's on the phone with "sweetheart" for the first time/him eating. sick behavior twisted behavior.

OK WAIT also the convo going "i told derek i just saved myself 3000 pounds. (pause) yeah PISS OFF is what i said to him" GOD with the flow of the convo it's quite possible his dentist on the other side literally told him to piss off but he's so in his own world about everything he just takes it in stride. killing me.

THE AI VOICE LIKE. the framing of the fur beetle screen w/ the < Overview button pointing to him, and the camera unfocusing from the computer screen to him at the line "What do fur beetles look like? What types are there?"

him taking care of the bugs on his own and at first you think it's his "i need to save money" thing from when he laid off the construction workers and his tendency to take on too much alone without reaching out for others. but 2nd rewatch like damn this guy sure is in MASSIVE debt and probably is both unable to get the assistance he needs/rationalizes not reaching out so his existing tendencies for taking on too much get exacerbated thru circumstance. (same w/ the groceries, like at first ur like damn sucks dude! but his sense of reality is so off he probably is full lying/in denial about ordering junk food)

also one of the informational lines was "the larva do the most damage" is...the implication that he'll become one? maybe?

him lying curled on the floor w/ the dead bugs with just ONE still slightly alive and moving // him going to town w/ that granola? bar/a single larva stuck waist deep into a candy bar.

there sure are shots of his left eye specifically. wish i knew what that meant

fire! more light imagery. the way he's very careless / leaves a giant fucking fire unattended to the house he JUST 'fixed up'

ugh even the grocery delivery as a sign of modern technology and convenience that just highlights how easy it is to be so utterly alone

entry way of the house having both an orchid (by a mirror...hm mirror imagery thoughts) and a big painting of an orchid right across the real thing. HMM the larger than life bravado / reality vs depictions of it and how it's very easy to fail to distinguish between the two, especially when you're alone and lack perspective.

OMG the convo w/ the 1st two potential buyers in front of the filled in bug crack. he rly did pass off the fucking monster energy drink as wine huh. mr liar...

he rly made his target demographic be super bougie and filled the house w/ super bougie tech but failed to consider the actual reality of the situation (the plumbing, location, any actual infrastructure, etc etc etc)

"the dining room is the beating heart of the house" UGH conflation of desire/hunger....killing me

OK THE RAT PORTRAITS ARE JUST ALL HIM? i wasn't sure at first but i do think it's intentional/realistic enough that he would put portraits of himself in all the rooms lmao. also him deciding to come lecture when there's actively a baby crying (with the audio just muted for the audience but still actively crying) also that baby named Isobel and the reflected eye hovering over her parents. girl get out of there. and also completely not reading the room and continue while the parents deal w/ the baby.

i DO think the way all of them ignore him is done to a like, uncanny degree and i can't tell if it's supposed to be like. almost metaphorical to visualize his disconnect with others or what, but they dont even react to one another rly either. like the kid just slopping ice cream everywhere....no reaction? none of them seem very interested in one another either so maybe it's supposed to be idk larger commentary on how excessive wealth completely disengages people from one another

OK but hhh the kid drawing loops w/ ice cream and the fish following the spiral from above until it overlays w/ the reflected eye....i see i am seeing.

OK but we see this guy trying to get a chair out and he's pulling and the chair doesn't budge......another point on the "performative image that is unlivable untenable and completely fake" same scene has someone trying to turn on the tv w/ the remote and no reaction

him starting his kitchen monologue with all this talk about the materials it's made from, the quality, but not the actual use.

his emotional thread unravelling and the phone breaking at the same time.

OK hearing the bugs speaking again i remember seeing a post where someone said this part had anti immigration undertones bc it's WEIRD how literally no other characters had non-british accents and yeah i see it. idk if it was intention per say but i do see it.

also yeah DEF implied the bugs were like. noticable to others during the showing but they only appear to him as a show of decline

him wearing shoe covers and the "you should take them off, no need for them now" OOF the way they manipulate him to "support him" while giving these digs (being interested in the random bits and bobs of the house he gets stuck on and engaging him in convo w/ that, leading him on w/ their Interest in the house, turning his question from moving the sale forward back against him w/ the "we should invite our solicitors over for food. if YOU have some that is")

bugs appearing in droves after he's invited them in / the fish eating ice cream. has fallen for the bait if you will

OHH him coughing/panting in the kitchen there. probably leftover from when he first poisoned himself hhhh and that it's in the kitchen. i wonder how noticable it all was to the guests.

ohhh w/ the lights on the crown is gone from the portrait head. OHH also it goes from "we're very interest in your house" to "the house" to "our house"

the face shape and the NO SIGNAL connection lost, to himself to the outside etc (also he says "our television")

OOF part of his decline instincts being eating at the papers he's tearing off the walls.

"van schoonbeek lane" is the name of the lane the house is on. hhhh

i do wonder what the "they lived here before, you know" bit means

again the gradual decline from asking to ordering him, becoming a slave to the circumstances the hole he dug himself into. cringe!

hospital the bugs coming in from the left and the hospital hallway sign showing exit -> right....cringe and fail!

mentioned this before i think but his last little gadget earpiece thing, him scratching it off himself to illustrate the loss of his last possible lifeline to the outside. also i think every time he had some kind of break down it involved it coming off in some way as well. so yeah!

[pandasized-crevice]

MY FRESH JUST WATCHED KINNPORSCHE EP 14 THOUGHTS

are y’all freaking ready cus I’m not😭

back at the house okok

Ig after he remembers he’ll go get Korns headass?

Vegas looks so innocent and sweet just then

As you should protect pete!!!!

OH PORSCHE IS REMEMBERING

Baby chay!! 🥺so cute

PHOENIX TATTOO ORGINS

Bitch im gonna cry DEADASS

OH WE THERE THE WHOLE TIME🕴🏻

I’m scared Porsche is gonna shoot Korn on accident and kinns gonna come in at that moment

OH KINN IS HERE

Tell them the ACTUAL TRUTH KORN

Say sike we can’t be c o u s i n s 🕴🏻

SIDEBAR:Everyone was so quick to be like omg they’re cousins as if Korn would let them be together/bring them together if they were actually blood related

There it is:foster sister

GUN YOU FUCKER

W H A T NO😦

OH SHIT KORN HAVING A STROKE

Kinn don’t look at him like that🤨

ALL THE BROTHERS FINALLY

it would be their dad nearly dying that brings them together

wait…😶

WAIT😬

KORN DIED?!?OH SHIT I THOUGHT HE’D PULL THROUGH

oh kinn THAT DAMNED RING BRO

YOU SHOULDVE DIED GUN (he better die on god)

wait poisoned?i thought the stress of the truth got him…..🤨

His dad dead and he can’t even mourn DAMNED MAFIA LIFE

Porsche my boy☹️

Hey girlies💃🕺

All these whores underestimating my boy 😤

YUHHH MAFIA LEADER KINN THINGS

oh lord there goes the minor families boys

Vegas in the tan suit🥵

pause:are vegas pants like flared? thats giving

Wait if Chan dies……😶

OH TELL HIM CHAN

Chan you are so cool sir🗣🧎‍♀️

ITS STARTING WHORES ITS STARTING

🚨THE MAFIA SHOW IS MAFIAING🚨🔫

NO CHAN I WAS JUST KIDDING NOOOO

DAMNIT SOMEONE BETTER END GUN DEADASS

one last smoke i salute you chan🫡

GOOD LORD MY BOYS

POL NO YALL CAN'T TAKE POL TOO

FUCK THEM UP KINNPETE

PORSCHE PLEASE PULL UP SOON

YESSSS OUR BOY IS HERE

FUCK YES DUDE OMG

kinns "porsche" AYAHAHAH

THIS QUEEN GO GIRL YESS

it time hoes

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

IM ON YOUR SIDE AHAHAHhAHAHFHBDRJ.FJKRHFNJERHNER ER

🗣YESSSSSSSS THE GUN SPINNING🗣

KINN PLEASE🫣😳😏

FINALLY FREEFALL WITH KINNPORSCHE

*the woman was too in awe & stunned to speak*

CRAP KINN GET UP

NO PORSCHE FUCK YOU VEGAS

pete NOWS YOUR TIME WHERE ARE YOU

NOT PORSCHE NOT THE HEART

um.....🤨🕴🏻

TANKHUN?!?!

YESSS MY KING ARM DOES IT AGAIN🫶

ERIKA YOU ARE A QUEEN

YESSSSS GO GIRL🫶

HEY CHAY

hair dye product placement nice nice

AHAHA KIM IS THERE TO PROTECT CHAY

FUCK THEM UP KIM YESSS

his face dude 😂

chay just chilling while kim fighting for their lives💀

kim the badass you are🧎‍♀️

NO NOT ERIKA😦😩

no fuck you,you killed my parents

OOOOOOH WHAT😯

NO FUCKING WAY 😦

DUDE WHAT THE FUCK😧

these fools i stg

PETE!!!!!!!!!GET HIM PETE FR

shiiiiiit🫢

OHHH MY GOD

SAY FUCKING SIKE RN

HE'S ALIVE?!??????!!!!!dude what the fuck

NO FUCKING WAY

YALL ARE SHITTING ME

SHE'S A L I V E?!?!

dude once again WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

W O W

DUDE WHATS THE ACTUAL FUCKING TRUTH

man i'd shoot korn anyway,just a little🤏

oh hey vegas

your dad was trash vegas highkey better this way

AND IF VEGAS SHOOTS KORN WHAT THEN🧍🏻

pete don't leave NOO PETE STAY WITH US

bro im crying

damn that was an all day fight huh

bitch im sobbing

*THE WOMAN WAS TOO FUCKING STUNNED TO SPEAK WTF*

WHAT?! PORSCHE MAFIA LEADER ERA?!😮

oh so chay didn't know kim was there?typical

OOOOOH YEAH PORSCHE HEAD OF MINOR FUCKING FAMILY LOOK HIM ASHHEK.FIWRN🫡👏

NOT THE TRASITION TO WHEN HE FIRST GOT TO THE HOUSE😭

HE. IS.SO.FUCKING.F I N E😳

yall see their fucking rings bitch im levitating

THESE BITCHES ARE SO HOT POWER FUCKING COUPLE BITCH

TANKHUN AND TAY YES!!!!!!!

yes and pol is okay thank god

hey chay what goes on

THIS IS THE LOOKING AT HIS PHONE AND CRYING SCENE

ITS KIM SINGING WHY DONT YOU FUCKING STAY!?HIS CONFESSION TO CHAY😭

jeff fucking it up rn AS HE SHOULD YUH

OH WE ON DA BOAT

tankhun getting emotional i love him you honor

porsche not that type of surprise girl💀😏

dude just....apo is so fucking gorgeous who allowed this

AND DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MILE

porsche smacking kinns ass is something i never knew i needed

kinn bartender era!

kinn is so fucking cheesy

BOTH OF THEM ARE THE HAND KISS PLS

I KNEW VEGAS HOE ASS WAS ALIVE

you can't kill the devil that easily😈

become one? sounds like a marriage proposal

dude i fucking love them so.much

tankhun just like me fr

their mom deserved so much better☹️

this is heartbreaking 😭

PETE MY BOY

the last glimpse we see of macau and he's asleep

WHY YOU THINK GIRL

bro stop look at them 😭just a little family fr☹️🫶

WHAT A FUCKING ROLLARCOASTER MAN. but it was an honor to ride it with yall my fellow kinnporschers🫡

[thewhitefluffyhat]

Alikari Halloween Part 2 Ramble

Have you ever wanted to lock two fictional characters in a room and not let them leave until they talked out their problems? This event is literally just that, and not even trying to hide it!

...Naturally, since Alina is involved, it still manages to go terribly!

I mentioned in my post on Part 1 of the event that the situation could have gone very wrong and very deadly, and what do you know, that's exactly what happens.

And I don't hate it? Arc 1 Main Story Alina goes all-in on the evil, but what makes villain Alina interesting to me is the ways in which she still does have a consistent set of values she follows, they're just very divorced from normal morality.

("Only the artist is allowed to destroy their own art," "Alina doesn't lie" - stuff like that.)

But yeah, even with memory loss, if you trap Alina in a room and suggest that killing someone will allow her to escape, she has no reservations about doing so. If anything, I'm kind of surprised that it wasn't her first thought.

Hotaru being so lazy she barely gives a damn when Alina tries (and is stopped by Karin) is pretty funny too. I was initially unsure why Hotaru was here, but her apathy isn't a bad addition to the comedy dynamic.

Moeka and Akari, I'm not as sold on. Though Moeka gets some decent mileage out of being the only person around besides Karin with functional social skills who can stand Alina long enough to attempt to *teach* her those skills.

Yes, in case there was any doubt, Alina's lack of social skills is entirely genuine. Which presents a bit of a problem when the girls realize that to undo one of Karin’s commands, they have to convince Karin that Alina has changed for the better.

Moeka has to tell Alina to try things like "smiling" and "maybe call Karin by her real name for once." But Karin sees through the act immediately of course.

Anyway, once again, I'm looking forward to the full translation. Even just on my own, I noticed quite a few callbacks to bits of Alina's non-Main Story characterization. The "Alina doesn't care if Alina is kind or not. I just do what I want," pictured above, for example.

There's also some interesting stuff in here about Alina not wanting or understanding what Karin wants to change about her.

And there's even a very dark callback to that "Only the artist is allowed to destroy their own art," when Alina finally runs out of patience and gets the idea to kill Karin. Because as of Arc 2, Alina considers Karin one of her artworks, for some reason.

So yeah, Alina's now considered murdering Karin.

Before Alina can actually do anything, though, Karin winds up feeling so bad she preemptively deletes herself via another command. I guess that's one way to turn the situation around! Goodness these two are a mess.

(One day I will find an OTP that doesn't involve the characters trying to kill each other occasionally but evidently that will not be AliKari!! XD)

Anyway this is a comedy event, so of course everyone finds a way to rules lawyer Karin's command and bring her back.

In the meantime we get more silly shenanigans, including a flip of the first half of the event. While Part 1 involved Karin turning the dream familiars into Alina copies so she could role play Alina saving everyone from a witch, in Part 2, there's a segment where the girls all try to tempt Karin back out by pretending to be having fun doing Halloween things alongside some Karin copies.

It doesn't work, though. The actual solution is to have Alina say she forgives Karin for annoying her.

Then Karin accidentally summons the event boss by sleeptalking another command, at which point everyone gets fed up and Hotaru suggests Alina duct tape Karin's mouth shut.

...I've seen Alina compared to Erika Furudo from Umineko before, so that little detail really made me laugh. I, Alina Gray, finally have duct tape!

Anyway, as cruel as that is, it actually allows everyone to escape, so uh. Useful stuff, duct tape.

Overall Thoughts?

The event really does keep up the "this is funny until you think about it more and then it's pretty dark" tone up until the very end.

I remember being quite down on the RikaRen Christmas event, since even though it did involve them solving a minor relationship problem between them, it felt like treading water rather than progressing character arcs. But Alina and Karin genuinely do have a lot of problems in their relationship that would need to be resolved for AliKari to even slightly work. So this kind of story feels a lot more justified and necessary.

Except that it actually ends with their relationship even more messed up than before?

Like, you know how in Alina and Karin's Magical Girl Stories, they both struggle on their own but when they're together, they manage to bring out the best in each other? Alina forcing Karin to be honest with herself and Karin reminding Alina that she's human?

This event is the opposite of that. It's a story about how Alina and Karin can also bring the absolute worst out of each other instead. Alina's stubbornness and disinterest in even the bare minimum of kindness drives Karin to increasingly wild measures and despair over changing her, and Karin's pushiness and inability to stop making things worse eventually backs Alina into a corner to the point that she starts trying to delete people again.

And by the end of the event, they still haven't learned anything.

Karin's conclusion has her getting inspired to write a "The Redemption of Alina Gray" manga, looking to Magical Kirin for inspiration. She just keeps digging her delusional hole deeper.

Meanwhile Alina hasn't actually changed for the better. One of the central questions the event explores is "Can you redeem a villain who doesn't want to be redeemed?" And the answer it ends on is... no, but you sure can break her will enough that she'll learn to lie convincingly to please you!

Hey, uh, you know how Alina could be pretty terrible, but at least she didn't really have the capacity to lie or fake her intentions? Great, now we've taught her to do that! What could possibly go wrong?

[the-crazymedicinelady]

If someone did not ask for your advice on their health and this literally goes for any person. I don't care if they are fat, skinny, you perceive them to be unhealthy, they actually are unhealthy, they eat too much, too little in your opinion. Don't exercise, overexercise, or don't fit into the broken societal parameters of what health should look like. Shut the fuck up and keep your unsolicited advice to yourself. Yes, I know that you think your unintelligent advice gathered from the information that you analyzed and processed with your pea sized brain is really going to be the fuel that changes someone's life. But you're wrong, there's no justification as to why you're giving unasked for advice even if it makes sense to you. Or even if you read it in a poorly conducted study, it really does not matter. If you feel useless and want to be seen just say so, just stop getting on people's damn nerves with your advice though.

And for anyone that has ever been given unsolicited health advice, I hope you told these people to fuck off and meant it with every fiber of your being. No matter what your perceived health status is or whether you actually are healthy or unhealthy is none of their business. And if you are struggling in your health I wish you the very best healthcare imaginable because you deserve it. And please remember to give zero fucks about advice you didn't ask for Love.

Note: If you leave any unsolicited advice or rude comments on this post, you will be blocked & deleted. 😊

Good Health, Peace, & Love,

Erika, The Crazy Medicine Lady💚