#and i think? i had some stuff vaguely spoiled? maybe??

[parfaitmew]

Did i even try to mimic Obey Me artstyle?

No.

Did i still cry over this moment?

Yes ; u ;

im feeling big emotions and had to draw

[shaunamilfman]

the ghost you dressed up as [5]

pairing: Jackie Taylor x Shauna Shipman x R summary: "You've decided that, maybe, murder isn't as bad as you thought it was. Especially if your girlfriends say please." note: discussion of violence masterlist

“... and that's when Shauna stabbed her in the shoulder and sent her down a flight of stairs,“ Jackie says excitedly, trailing her fingers absently up your arm as she regales you in the story of Casey's murder. She's so excited to tell you the story that you try not to cringe hearing the brutal death of your friend. You keep having to remind yourself that this is your girlfriend and not some true crime documentary.

“We never saw Jackie coming; she always had a nice thing to say about everyone,” They’d say.

There's an almost childlike eagerness on her face as she sets the scene, eyes bright and animated, like she can't wait to share every gruesome detail with you. “She screamed the first few steps, but then she got sort of quiet. I mean, the thudding was pretty loud, but I think she hit her head or something.” Jackie frowns at the memory, looking put out. How dare Casey pass out and spoil her fun. “God, and when Shauna started going down the stairs after her? She started clawing at the tiles to pull herself away. It was kind of sad, really, but you know…”

Jackie looks over her shoulder at Shauna affectionately. “You should've seen how Shauna just stood there watching. She didn't even flinch, all calm and stuff, as she did her little head tilt. You know the one?”

Jackie mimics the movement sloppily, an almost awkward exaggeration of Shauna's terrifying glare. She smiles widely at you as she lets it fall, like she's waiting for you to laugh. You nod slowly, forcing a smile to your face. 

“Yeah, I know the one,” You agree. 

It's not that the conversation is completely unexpected. Dating them has come with a host of morbid conversations–offers of murder seem to be how they show affection–but this was about someone who used to be your friend. It wasn't some abstract victim you barely liked like Allie or someone who you hated like Steven. Listening to Jackie talk about her last moments of utter agony made you feel sick. 

It hadn’t bothered you listening to how Allie or Steven died, or even Tatum. Jackie had described that one at length, going into every gorey detail like you hadn’t been there to see it yourself. You think you must know every word of that mocking phone call she’d had with Tatum before Tatum had finally dropped the phone in her fear. The shrill ring of the phone, the way her voice started so confident and turned broken and begging by the end, the way she’d cried at Jackie’s giggling taunts, how she broke down into sobs and begged for her life. You hadn’t minded listening, not really. It was sweet in a way, even if it sounds fucked up to admit, but there was always some sort of affection underlying everything they do.

The worst part is how unaware of it she seems, like it's just another cool adventure her and Shauna had without you. She'd even assured you a few days ago that they wouldn't leave you out of it the next time they “went out.” Like it was a date. 

Shauna seems vaguely amused about the whole thing, peering over Jackie at you as she lays behind her. She’s been half-watching you and half-listening to Jackie all night. Drifting in between her clear desire to go to sleep and Jackie’s desire for her to stay up and talk with her. Instead, just settling on listening in with her eyes barely open. Something has finally caught her attention, though, as she pokes at your hip with the arm she's got wrapped around Jackie, looking at you expectantly. 

“What?” You ask suddenly, squirming under their combined stare. 

“I asked if you were okay. You're not like mad or anything, right?” Jackie asks, frowning slightly. Her enthusiasm begins to dim at your lack of reaction, leaning forward to search your face for any sort of clue as to how you’re feeling. Even now she doesn’t seem to believe you’ll actually answer in the affirmative, looking at you with a quiet expectation that you'll reassure her–tell her, of course not. There's a genuine curiosity to the question, but you know what's underlying it. 

You can handle it, handle us, can't you? 

“It's just a lot to process,” You lie, trying to make your voice sound steadier than you feel. “I had no idea that you were doing all this for me.”

Jackie's positively beaming at your words, eating that lie right up. She rests herself head against your shoulder, nuzzling her face into the side of your neck as she peppers your skin in brief kisses. Either unaware or uncaring of how tense you'd been previously, but still managing to turn you into mush as you relax back into the sheets. It’s hard to stay upset for long when she’s so damn affectionate all the time, erasing all of your worries before you even realize you have them. Some part of her, however deep, must be aware. But when it comes down to it, how much do you really care?

Shauna looks unconvinced, like she can see at least somewhat through you, but she just absentmindedly rubs circles on Jackie's skin with her thumb. She’s more than content to let Jackie live in her delusional, wholeheartedly supporting most of it, but she won’t ever let you forget that she sees more than you want her to. There’s always something so horribly knowing about her. Always watching, always waiting. Her eyes linger where Jackie presses up against you, a glint of approval in her eyes. She’s pleased with what she’s seeing–the way Jackie clings to you, the way you allow it.

Jackie’s still oblivious, lips grazing your skin like she’s marking you as hers. You, in the brief moments you’d allowed your mind to drift there before you forced yourself to stop, had always imagined Shauna as the more possessive of the two. It was true, to some extent. She was certainly more outwardly possessive, more likely to start a fight with someone just for standing a little too close to you, as she’d done so many times with Jackie. It was like she was always on edge, just waiting for an excuse to unleash all that rage she had inside her. But Jackie was a different breed altogether.

Her need for your attention was constant, suffocating even at times. If she wasn’t in your direct line of sight, she would endeavor to be there as quickly as she could manage, as if you’d forget about her in the twenty minutes you were taking a shower. Her eyes scanned for you constantly, like a nervous animal looking for predators. As if she wasn’t the thing that goes bump in the night. She wasn’t as outwardly aggressive, but she was no less intense for it. The hunger that was always present, how she always needed more from you–your time, your affection, your focus–was almost more dangerous. 

“So you’ll come then, next time? Like you promised?” Jackie prompts lowly, her lips brushing against your skin with every word. Her fingers still trail lazy patterns up and down your arm, making it difficult to focus on anything that isn't her. Even as you turn your head to look, you find two pairs of eyes looking back at you: Jackie's hopeful eyes and Shauna's expectant gaze. 

“It wouldn't be the same without you,” Shauna adds, her expression neutral as she gauges your reaction. She may try to look uninterested, try to put on some air of indifference, but you know her too well to know that she's not ever capable of that. Beneath that forced calm she's watching intensely, desperate for some sort of reaction. 

You remember the way Shauna had looked at you covered in Tatums blood, smug and exhilarated but still so clearly nervous of your reaction. She expected you to react positively because she needed you to. It was as if she believed she could just will your approval into existence as long as she acted like she already had it. 

Shauna always got so blank in those moments, shutting herself down like she could stop your reaction from hurting her if she just pretended she didn't care. But Shauna always cared, to a fault even. She was so sensitive, so easily hurt, when you got down to it. Always so ready to read in too far over a simple twitch of your face. If you frown, if you hesitate too long, it's like she's already decided for you how you feel about it.

Jackie was the opposite: while Shauna withdrew, Jackie only clung even tighter. It has made your life complete and utter hell any time you've witnessed them get into a serious disagreement, watching as Shauna retreated to lick at her wounds while Jackie hopelessly chased after her. Every step she took only drove Shauna–who was intent on drowning herself in her anger–further away. Jackie never knew when to let go, and the more she pushed, the more Shauna pulled away. Like the world's most irritating game of tug-of-war. 

You can’t remember ever making that promise, not even hinting at it. Yet you find yourself agreeing anyway, nodding your head before you even realize what you're doing. How could you not? They made it so hard to disagree, so hard to deny them anything. You've accepted so much about them, been made complicit in their murder. At this point, you might as well just bite the bullet at join. 

“I'll be there,” You promise weakly. It feels inevitable, like there was never another choice for you to make. Really, haven't you been set on this path from the moment they sat across from you in the cafeteria? Before that, even, if you count the time they'd spent planning to make you theirs from afar. They've made you this way, haven't they? 

Someone who would say yes without thinking. Someone unable to leave even if you wanted to. 

Jackie squeals excitedly, her hands clasping yours and squeezing hard as she presses more losses against your shoulder. Shauna doesn't react right away, but you can't see the way her shoulders carefully start to relax. A pleased upturn of her lips as she snuggles further into Jackie. 

Their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, as they always do, but you don't feel left out anymore. You're a part of it now, even if it took you a while to realize. No longer tiptoeing around their bond like you've spent so much of your time doing. 

Not a spectator, but an integral part of it. 

…

You’re the last one out of the classroom, which is probably the only reason it happened to begin with. Deep in thought about the murder you were now expected to join in with, you hadn’t noticed that the bell had rung to dismiss you from class. Your classmates certainly had, a fact you’re made aware of as the door slams behind the last straggler as he slips out the door. It startles you out of your thoughts, a quick glance around the room telling you what you’ve noticed embarrassingly late.

You stuff your things back into your bag, cursing under your breath and not even bothering to slip your papers into folders–Jackie will probably do it herself whenever she so helpfully goes through your bag for you. It definitely has nothing to do with her wanting to go through your stuff. How generous of her, really. You can already imagine the look she’ll give you: that half-fond and half-exasperated look she gives whenever she thinks you're being careless. 

No, you’d much rather catch up with your girlfriends after class before Jackie calls the national guard. 

The sound of your teacher calling out your name forces you to come to a stop with your hand hovering over the handle. You can just barely catch Shauna’s eyes as she leans against a locker across the hall, looking curiously back at you. It takes everything in you not to react, the interruption raising hell for your already frayed nerves. You pause, considering what would actually happen if you just opened the door and left anyway, before clenching your jaw and reluctantly turning around.

“Mrs. Loomis,” You acknowledge, trying not to let your irritation show. The sooner you get this over with, the sooner you leave. Your hand flexes around the strap of your back, fiddling idly with the end.

Her smile is as strained as you feel, the kind you pull when you should be smiling, but you’re really just uncomfortable and trying not to let the other person know. The pursed lips and the lingering tension around her eyes as she forces a smile does more to project her mood than if she hadn’t bothered to smile at all.

“How are you doing?” She asks, trying to seem kind. Maybe it would’ve been, if not for how cautious it sounded. Careful, even, like she was talking to something about to bite her. You catch the way her eyes flick nervously up and down your figure, darting back to the door just as quickly. She seems just as eager as you are to leave, and it makes you wonder why she had bothered to stop you at all.

How are you doing? Like she has some kind of right to ask that of you? A bitter feeling wells up in your chest, as much as you try to push it down. She, of all people, should know. You haven’t forgotten the way she looked at you when the cops had first shown up to interview you–the way she’d turned you over to them without a shred of hesitation on her part. None of the concern she seems to possess in droves now. Mrs. Loomis hadn’t even had the decency to tell your classmates off for their whispering, pretending not to see whenever you’d given her a desperate look on a particularly brutal day.

All she ever offered you was silence. It wasn’t her problem, was it?

No, you’ve seen that look before. A concern that’s really just poorly veiled suspicion, when they’re too afraid to confront you about whatever they think they know about you. Far too cowardly to come out and ask you directly.

“I’m fine,” You say stiffly, almost cutting her off. It wouldn’t matter what she had to say to you anyway. You were passed the days of wanting her to help you.

“How are those girls you hang out with?” She asks, leaning back against her desk with a move that she clearly thinks looks casual. You can almost see the gears turning in her head as she picks her angle.

“Fine.” Your eyes drift unbidden back to the door, knowing the two of them must still be waiting for you in the hall. The thought fills you with an equal mix of comfort in dread, burdened by the weight of their secret–your secret, soon enough. Mrs. Loomis doesn’t miss the shift in your attention, suddenly standing up straighter as she refocuses.

“It's just…” She trails off, clasping her hands in front of her. It’s like she knows she’s going somewhere she shouldn’t, but she’s too curious–or worried–to stop herself. “How well do you think you know them?”

Your eyes narrow, suspicion flaring hot in your chest. The question lands with all the subtlety of a punch in the face, immediately putting you on edge as you start to size her up. You hadn’t expected this line of questioning in the slightest, and you don’t at all appreciate the insinuation in her voice. How dare she sit here and point fingers at things she doesn’t understand when she’s spent so long turning her back on you.

“What's that supposed to mean?”

She doesn’t flinch, which surprises you, but there’s a flicker of something in her eyes. Fear or surprise–you’re not sure, but you know you don’t like it. Whatever it is, she quickly tries to mask it with another fake smile, the same tight-lipped smile she gave you as your life fell apart.

“I just wonder if you’ve considered what sort of influence they’ve been having on you. You’ve been different since you started hanging off of them.” You don’t like the way she says that, not one bit. The almost condescending way she says it, hanging off of them, like you were some sort of leach. Like your presence was somehow unwanted. Or maybe she meant it a different way. Maybe she was just insinuating that it was a phase, that you were somehow falling into the wrong crowd.

Each word is chosen carefully, each designed to seem as unthreatening as possible, but the warning is clear in her voice. The insinuation cuts deep, sending a wave of panic through your body even as you try to remain unaffected.

What does she know? Or, rather, what does she think she knows? Half truths and suspicions can be deadly in the wrong hands. You of all people were aware of how deep they could cut if wielded correctly. Mrs. Loomis was playing with fire, but you don’t think she realized.

It takes a concentrated effort to keep the nerves out of your voice as you say, “They’re my friends.” It’s not quite as certain as you’d like it to be, but that could work in your favor if only you could play it correctly. Trying to dance around accusations wasn’t your strong suit, not by far. She doesn’t buy it, you can tell.

Maybe it’s because it’s not entirely true, not anymore. Mrs. Loomis has picked up on something in your voice, but you doubt that it’s the truth. She hears your hesitation on the word friends and draws the wrong conclusion from it. She thinks that you have reasons to doubt their affection, that you could doubt their loyalty over something as simple as her words. It isn’t doubt that makes you falter–it’s the memory of hands on your skin, of kisses, and so much more shared in the dark. 

Jackie and Shauna–they’re so much more than your friends. They’ve pulled you into their mess, into their darkness, and you’ve let them. You’ve had so many times to dig your feet in, even if it wouldn’t have ultimately made a difference, but again and again you’ve let yourself be moved with the current. Maybe you’ve always wanted it. Needed it, even.

“Sometimes people we think are friends aren’t looking out for our best interests,” Mrs. Loomis says slowly, a pitying smile crossing her face. It makes you feel so small and insignificant. “You’ll learn that when you’re older.”

Falling in with the wrong crowd, then. What had she noticed? A small part of you wants to scream, to ask her why now. Why not when you needed someone, anyone, to believe you? It’s too late now–for you and for her. 

You knew Shauna would want to do something about her, that this insult couldn’t go unanswered. Especially when she was already on the prowl for someone else. It was so pathetic that she had even dared to try, meddling in what she would never understand. Whatever she thinks she knows–whatever scraps of truth she’s managed to put together from idle gossip she upholds as truth–couldn’t be close to the reality of it.

“It’s awful, what’s been happening to you. I believe you’re innocent, but those girls are no good. You should see the way they look at you. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think...” There’s a finality to her words, like she’s already decided the ending and has written it for you. Even now she doesn’t even bother to offer you help, offering a few half-hearted words of wisdom and expecting you to do all the work of fixing it. She’s judging you again. That’s all this is in the end.

Your hands clench tightly into fists by your side, almost shaking with the effort not to start yelling. You can feel your fingernails digging into your skin hard enough that you start to worry you’ll draw blood. Wouldn’t that be embarrassing, you think bitterly. Letting her know that she could ever get to you. You hate this: the way she talks to you like you’re some child.

More than anything, you hate how small it makes you feel. Weak. Helpless. And maybe that’s why you keep wondering what Shauna would do about it. What Jackie would want to do, what she would help you do. You run through the scenarios in your mind, each one more gory than the last. The thoughts of bloodshed are the only things that manage to calm you, finally allowing you to give Mrs. Loomis a stiff nod. 

Wouldn’t it just be so easy to handle it their way for once? Your way, ignoring it and hoping things changed, hadn’t been all that effective lately. You’ve taken the high road for months on end and have nothing left to show for it.

Jackie greets you the second you step out of the door, hands pressing against your shoulders in a way that would have you anxiously glancing around the hall if you didn’t already know it was empty. She pulls you forward by the straps of your bag, pressing a kiss against your cheek in full view of that tiny door window. You wonder if Mrs. Loomis saw, but decided that she must’ve. You’d easily seen Shauna from where you were standing, and you knew your teacher was probably going out of her way to look. You couldn’t find it in yourself to care, not this time.

Even Shauna notices that fact.

“Forget to do your homework?” Shauna asks, lips pursed tight. She, of course, already knew that wasn’t true. It was obvious she didn’t have the skill of subtlety that Jackie so often used to dance around the question, but you appreciated the bluntness of it all. She doesn’t say it in so many words, but you feel it in your bones nonetheless. What did she want with you? 

“It seems you’re quite the topic of discussion lately,” you say dryly.

Shauna hums. “Is that right?”

It’s easier this way, to get ahead of it.

Jackie doesn’t pull away, her thumbs rubbing thoughtful circles against your shoulders as her grip tightens around the strap of your bag. “What did she say?”

“Asked me how well I knew you. Insinuated that she thought I was falling into the wrong crowd. That I was just hanging off you.” You don’t bother to hide the bitterness in your voice. Why should you? Not when they would understand, when they would spark your ire into a burning fire. You want them to.

Shauna goes absolutely rigid, her mind racing as she looks between the two of you. “She doesn’t know anything.” It’s both a statement and a question, like she isn’t quite sure herself.

“No,” you agree. “But she thinks she does.”

“She’ll be watching,” Jackie adds thoughtfully. The word lingers long after it leaves her lips, heavy with implication.

[robilover]

silver wolf who loves fem reader so so so much? silver wolf brain rot era has not left me since 26/04/2023 😭😭 basically hcs of her love for reader? and she’s basically willing to do everything in the universe for her (maybe some nsfw of silver wolf being a bit possessive bcos she’s jealous [i personally think she’s a possessive lover 👀😵‍💫]) how do you personally think silver wolf wld be (nsfw headcanons)? HELP my request is so vague 😭 but i hope you’ll do it either way 😭😵‍💫

did you know that silver wolf is my very first limited 5-star? I also got her light cone because I was so in love with her😭 had to skip seele just for her hshaja

Lovestruck!Silver Wolf SFW and NSFW Headcanons !

pairing(s): silver wolf x fem!reader

cw: silver wolf is a streamer, smitten and possessive silver wolf, strap-on use, implied fingering, marking, dom!silver wolf, men and homophobes dni.

SFW

silver wolf strikes me as someone who just loves to spoil her girlfriend with game credits. she definitely did not hack someone’s bank accounts—

to me, her main love language is gift giving. she always shows her love to you by giving you little trinkets that are either from games, or anything that makes her think of you.. especially when it comes to games.

if she hears you saying that you want this character, or that weapon of theirs, battle pass, or anything at all, you suddenly get them.

she’s a very skilled hacker, so why not put them to good use? even if you’re against them, she wouldn’t care at all.

aside from giving you stuff you like, she doesn’t mind holding you close in her arms. she loves your warmth.

whenever she plays, she always calls for you to sit beside her.. or even her lap. why, you ask? well, she thinks that you bring her luck to her games and gacha pulls. she thinks of you as her lucky charm!

she occasionally gives you kisses whenever she feels like it. when she somehow gets her hands off of her keyboard or phone, she puts one of her hands (or both) on your body. may it be your cheeks, your waist, your hips, your thighs — anywhere. she just can’t help but want to touch you as a way to take a break from her games.

there are times that she just cups your face and tells you how cute you look, even poking your cheek with a chuckle. that little gesture would make your face heat up.

most of the time, you would catch her staring at you. what you don’t know was that she’s already gushing about you (she does that 24/7). you’d already see her faintly blushing and you would ask her why her face is red. she brushes it off by saying that it was hot in the room before turning away to get snacks from her food stash.

nsfw under the cut, read at your own risk!

—

NSFW

silver wolf may not show it much, but she is possessive towards you. she absolutely hates it when people hit on you, may it be in games, in her streams, or in real life.

if she sees someone hitting on you in game while you’re both playing, you could see her gripping her mouse/game console/phone so tightly, almost like she could break it if she continued to apply force on them. she would mutter under her breath on how she’d hack their accounts if they don’t stop.

if she’s on stream and you could be seen by the camera, her chat goes crazy over you—basically thirsting over you. it would make her grit her teeth as she tries oh-so politely to tell her chat to calm down, it’s just her beautiful girlfriend and you’re all hers.

if she couldn’t handle it anymore, she abruptly ends her stream and turns to you, as you were just laying on her bed. she would look at you with hunger and immediately removes her headphones and pounces on you, which resulted in you squealing.

when she’s possessive and jealous, she tends to be rough.

you would have bite marks all over your body—your neck, collarbones, shoulders, stomach, thighs—basically anywhere that she has access to. after all, she loves to show everyone who you belong to.

silver wolf loves it when you moan her name. it encourages her to fuck you so hard until you could barely even form a single word other than her name. for her, it’s an ego booster.

she would make you cum countless of times using her fingers. and if you’re overstimulated enough, she decides to use a strap-on. a big one.

she’d pound into your cunt so harshly that the room would be filled with your loud, whiny moans and skin slapping against skin. she’d grunt and groan at your moans, her face buried into your neck as she places kisses on your skin to make you whine under her.

she would grumble how you’re hers and no one else’s between thrusts and grunts, her hands grasping tightly onto your hips.

silver wolf surprisingly has quite the stamina, that the both of you would last for hours on her bed.

once she’s satisfied, she becomes awfully and surprisingly? gentle.

her aftercare would be gentle kisses on the marks she left on your skin, whispering praises into your ear at how well you took her and that she loves you so much. she also loves how fucked out you look that she sensed that you could barely register anything that she says.

in the end, she cuddles you close to her heart while whispering sweet nothings into your ear until you fall asleep in her arms (probably passed out) <33

[greatwyrmgold]

Parahumans Powergen Reference

So, Wildbow's written a lot about parahuman abilities and trigger events over the years. If you know where to look, you can find it, but there's no centralized place to reference it. So I decided to make one.

If you know of sources I didn't include which you think would be helpful, please let me know! I'd like this to be a reasonably complete index for parahuman power stuff, and on my own, I can only include the stuff that I know how to find.

Movers

Document, listing several types of subcategory a Mover power might fall into.

Shakers

No documents at this time

Brutes

Document, with a detailed breakdown of subcategories associated with different kinds of physical harm, specific examples of powers in those subcategories, and some stuff about secondary Brutes which looks most applicable when you're running an actual Weaver Dice game.

Breakers

Document. It first clarifies what makes a trigger Breaker-ey and explains how they work. Also lists several categories of Breaker power, but only Death Breakers got fully written up. No indication of which triggers go with which categories, so maybe it's best to treat this as a set of example perks and drawbacks.

Masters

No document. The Stranger document mentions Stranger/Master powers. This is helpful for finding the line between "mess with people" Master powers and "make minions" ones.

Tinkers

Document, with a detailed list of "methodologies" and the trigger event types associated with them; you are expected to pick two, for extra flexibility, though they can be the same. Provides lots of detail, plenty of examples, a smidge of inspiration for secondary tinkers, and also Weaver-Dice-specific stuff. The gold standard I wish other power types had.

Document 2.0, much as above but with a somewhat different set of examples and more information on specialties. Can be handy if you need a "second opinion".

(Man, tinkers are spoiled. I get the sense that Wildbow was seeing a lot of bland or nonsensical tinkers in Weaver Dice games.)

Blasters

Document, with a list of different blaster types, the triggers associated with each, and some examples. Also has stuff about blaster element, secondary blasters, and dozens of pages of specific examples, complete with trigger.

Thinkers

Document, with several categories of triggers (and associated power types); plus some very vague stuff about "Thinker Types," incomplete Weaver Dice data, and a few specific examples.

Strikers

No documents at this time

Changers

Document, listing several different types and potential combinations, albeit without explaining what trigger events are associated with each. It still has a decent overview of what Changer powers and triggers look like.

Document 2.0, with a whole step-by-step process for generating Changers, alongside some other bits. At time of writing, those bits (and some small bits of the process) are visibly WIP. (More so than most of the Weaver Dice docs, I mean.)

The Stranger document mentions Stranger/Changer powers, explaining why it's a common crossover and giving examples.

Trumps

Document, eleven vague numbered Trump categories with trigger guidelines. Includes an introduction reminding you of important points. No insurrection.

Strangers

Document, with two pages of "WIP thoughts" on subcategories, about half of which have trigger event guidelines. Also has several pages of guidelines for crossing Stranger powers with literally every other power category. For some reason. Well, it's helpful, especially for power categories without their own documents.

[shoezuki]

No no no

I want a beauty and the beast story with canniblism and Sampard

I want more of your Sampard

GOD DAMNIT. i saw this ask n then got some stuff done but now i been thinking about this. its the cannibalism aspect that got me.

vague ideas i been thinking of. but where sampo is Technically the 'beauty'. but he's cursed too. sampo being a once well known thief who was cursed with obscurity, where as soon as he leaves peoples view everyone forgets about him entirely, he is only ever perceived if he has peoples' full attention on him.

initially thinking maybe jade cursed him with this, but then i got the funnier thought of sparkle doing it. where sparkle was his previous questionably human 'partner' and fellow thief, and when he dipped on her with the spoils after she tried to marry him she cursed him until someone would love him 'even though they see you for the piece of shit snake you are'.

but sampo? hes chilling. like ya ok losing his fame as a world renowned thief sucked and also that his home as brughel in epsilon was sold to someone else cuz everyone forgot she lived there and ya if he puts his things down too long and leaves people will take it from him, or also that he always has to mend his own wounds and cooks for himself and not to mention that one time he bought a room in a tavern only to be woken up by the grossly drunk and flirty couple that just bought his room. but its FINE. he uses it to his advantage, robbing people blind, swiping wares from stores when the shopkeepers back is turned, keeping to the peripherals of peoples vision until he wants to sell them on something and vanishing as soon as he scammed someone.

at some point he ends up travelling to Belobog. Im unsure what way id want this but one thing im thinking is that belobog has or had a mining town in the mountains overlooking it, with a massive fortress built by the founders of the town. It Had been abandoned, until years ago when a monstrous creature started attacking anyone that approached the mining town. Or at least just attacking and consuming anyone who approached the fortress, maybe leaving the mining town idk.

a 'curse' was placed on the mining town, creating a barrier that keeps any humans from entering or leaving. (but really, cocolia placed it) the two towns are kind of at a standstill, with cocolia offering a huge reward to anyone who can break the 'curse'. im thinking either a) belobog knows the mining town is still alive, as they trade minerals for food with the town through the barrier which is Heavily controlled by cocolia, or b) they assume the entire town has been eaten by the monster.

either way sampo doesnt give a shit about the cash reward, but the idea of an abandoned fortress is tantalizing monster be damned. he discovers that hes not just cursed to not be seen by people, but the 'curse' doesnt see him either. hes able to get into the mining town and the fortress, but trips up and somehow the monster is able to See him fully. Somehow this hulking thing is able to chase him down even when hes out of view, is hyperaware of him and starts to learn sampo's tricks every time he breaks into the fortress.

basically just. gepard, cursed by cocolia or something after she thought he was asking too many questions or something and she tried to use witchcraft to corrupt him into an thrall and under her complete control, but gepard's willpower causing it to fail and his protective nature becoming toxic and having him unthinkingly trying to protect the mining town and everyone from the dark magic cocolia was performing in the fortress. And sampo just.... being technically cursed but chill with it when he shouldnt be and constantly getting chased away by the beast.

and gepard eats people. very important

[callahanisms]

lovin' me

part 01

a continuation of my previous set of headcanons. i wanted to write something more romantic. less pining. maybe a bit more...steamy. i got inspired after showing my friend the movie.

yes i am continuing the fifty fifty vincent renzi interpretation. he's sooooo fifty fifty coded. he's just like me fr

character: vincent renzi

for vibes: "lovin' me" by fifty fifty

"you have not changed. not a bit."

"stop." you can't help but laugh. you know it's...predictable of you. to get the same order you got every time you guys came to this cafe. but familiarity called to you.

habits were hard to break.

vincent leans back, placing a cigarette between his lips. he pulls his lighter out and tries to light it. it fails after a minute of trying. he must be out of fuel.

"you got a lighter?"

"always." you pull it out and place it in his hand.

his hand is soft and slightly cool. your fingers linger, trying to warm his hand with your own. he pulls away too quickly. you wanted your fingers to linger against each other just a bit longer.

he looks at the lighter. it was decorated. he recognizes the little line of pearls, going up and down with roses at the points the arches meet. he did it himself. and then he had given you the lighter as a gift. you laughed, brushing off the blush dusting his cheeks. you thought it was the wine.

the lighter you decorated at the time was a little more crude. less pattern like. it was chaotic, with a variety of charms that you thought represented him. he remembers how you cursed when the cross charm moved. it was crooked and you were too frustrated to try to fix it.

all while your friends' laughter filled the room and more wine was being poured into your glasses.

"you still kept this?" vincent lights his cigarette with the lighter. he takes a drag and blows the smoke away from you. it comes out as a steady stream.

his jawline. the way his hair framed his face. his turtleneck. his laxed posture. he was charming, your vincent.

charming and attractive.

"why wouldn't i?" you take your lighter back to light your own cigarette.

"i just...i would have expected all the pearls and roses to have fallen off by now."

"you were...generous with the modge podge."

he laughs. "i was, yes."

"what about you? just decided to throw the one i made for you away or...?"

vincent shakes his head. "no. i've...in truth, i've never used it. it's locked up in my desk drawer."

part of you felt a little offended. you place a hand over your heart, feigning offense. "vincent! how could you!"

"it's not like that! i swear! you put so much stuff on it that it...is kind of unusable!"

"it is not!"

"well...it isn't. i've used it. once." he puts up his index finger. "one of the moon charms came off. and i didn't want to spoil the art piece you had made for me. so it sits in my drawer. because i don't want it to be destroyed."

you watch him take another drag and blow away from you. your heart beats faster and you feel your cheeks warm.

he was sure he had the right address.

was this too much?

bringing flowers to you? properly prepared, put in a vase already. a balance between the vibrant colors of the flowers and the greens.

you seem to sense that he's there, because he raises his hand to knock and the door opens.

you're holding a wine glass and dressed casually in some loungewear.

"you're early! and with flowers!"

he looks down at them. "think of them as...a homecoming gift?"

you smile widely. "just come in!"

you had made dinner. a simple steak and frites. nothing special. vincent reminisces about how often you made this for him while you guys were in university. while on a budget, of course.

the meal is delicious. and then you introduce the big thing you invited him over for: baking and cake decorating.

"we always joked that we could do better than the people on cooking shows."

"can we?" he rolls his sleeves up. "do we even know how to...start?" he had a vague idea. baking wasn't exactly his specialty. he preferred to cook.

the last time he baked was in university. and you were there to help him clean his oven, which took over three hours to do.

"if we follow a recipe, we should be fine."

except it wasn't that simple.

there was flour and cocoa powder everywhere. you were pretty sure you had gotten some in vincent's hair, making it look whiter than it was.

he looks so cute though with flour on his nose.

the wine kept coming as you guys pushed the cake pans into the oven. in your drunken stupor, you both forget a timer. he's paying more attention to you, following you into the living room. he sets his wine glass down, half full with red.

you pull a record out of its sleeve and set it down on the player. it rotates as you drop the needle and music begins to play.

he raises his eyebrows. "you still listen to this song?"

"hey. it's great. and totally american." you giggle, taking another sip of your red.

you move towards him. drunken but effortless. there was a purpose in your movements as you walk towards him. you put your hand out.

vincent smiles and takes your invitation. he puts his hand in yours, feeling its warmth. your warmth. you pull him over and dance.

i think we're alone now. there doesn't seem to be anyone around. i think we're alone now. the beating of our hearts is the only sound.

somehow, you don't spill your wine. you finish it and set the glass down. you spin in his arms. they wrap around you, like a warm blanket.

he smells good too. coffee, pear, and white florals.

his sweater is soft. his touch is gentle. he looks at you with those big, puppy dog eyes of his.

and then you fall.

you bring him down with you.

the plush carpet holds your head. you look up at him. he looks into your eyes and you see your face reflected in his pupils. your cheeks are flushed red.

there's something unspoken between you two and you pick your head up, trying to meet him.

vincent meets you halfway, his lips soft. he tastes sweet, like honey.

his hands cup your face as you move in sync. he's in tune with your rhythm, letting you take the lead and guide him on what to do.

your fingers play with the ends of his hair, wrapping it around one of them. you press your hand against the middle of his back, pulling his body closer.

a small moan escapes you when he moves his hips. he grinds softly, your crotches rubbing against each other through your clothes.

you kiss him harder, deeper, sliding your tongue past his lips to caress his own. vincent moans into your mouth, one of his hands resting on the carpet and digging his fingers into it. he could feel himself beginning to slip and lose control.

and then, the smell of something burning reaches your nose.

you pull away, face flushed. his face was completely red. and not from the wine either.

"fuck the cake!"

vincent's brief feeling of happiness dissipates as he smells the cake burning. his lips curl upwards into a smirk. "leave it." he goes back in, pressing a small kiss against your lips. "we'll try again."

you kiss him back, giving into the bliss. "i think we fucked up the measurements anyways."

he laughs.

it feels like home.

[b4mpyre-k1zz3s]

Cat and Mouse (Pt. 2)

The temptation. The seduction. The rapture. Male rivalries are stronger than one would imagine, especially if it’s between a man and his friends who hooked him up with a lady he’s had his eye on for a while.

Steve-O X Fem!Reader, Bam Margera X Fem!Reader

2.2k Words

Warnings: Highly suggestive content, makeouts, flighting, possessiveness, blood, accidental vouyerism

An: Thank you so much for the request! I thought that I’d continue develop the dynamic that not only Y/N has with Steve, but with the other guys as well! My favorite part of this fic is definitely the ending, but I won’t spoil too much ;) I also slipped in an reference to one of my favorite movies besides jackass in here, and I’d be surprised if anyone picked up on it! Anyways, thank you for requesting and please keep them coming!

Everything happened so fast. One minute, you’ve got your first real job doing makeup on a movie set, and the next you’re making out with a big name star you’ve had a crush on for years. Brushes tumbling to the floor of the trailer, Steve hoisted you up on the table with his tattooed hands gripping the backs of your thighs right below your ass as you mentally ran through the likelihood of you losing your job from this. How do you stay professional when the talent you’re supposed to be disattachedly tending to is such a good kisser? Despite what most people would think of him, Steve was real sweet and passionate when he kissed- there was purpose, but he knew to take his time with a cute thing like you. Sneaking off this way was horribly reckless, but it’s not like he cared or you would complain, your buzzing nerves getting smothered by the way you were still unable to believe this was really, actually happening. The lingering smell of hairspray that never left the makeup trailer mingled with the scent of his sweat, and while his mouth was busy with yours, you knew that if Steve could find a way to peel his lips away from yours and get a word in edgewise, he’d probably tease you for being nervous about losing your job for this. And you would eat that shit up.

Maybe this was spurred on by the morning Knoxville caught you stumbling out of the trailer fixing your hair and Steve, void of discretion, trailed behind you not five seconds later while zipping up his pants. Even though he usually loved making you squirm, Steve-O and the word ‘subtlety’ have never appeared in the same sentence even when he really wanted to be slick about something. It could have also been the twenty ‘touch ups’ one of their main stars kept running back to you for and the very not sound proofed trailers. It never got past some kissing and over the clothes stuff, like you were a pair of teenagers. I mean, you weren't complaining, but still. Point is, everybody knew something was up. Well, they knew he had the hots for you, but nobody was addressing the damn thing, especially not your new boyfriend, who they thought might be a little more grateful for their stellar work as wingmen. Life went on without any acknowledgement of their work as if they were chopped liver!

So, the guys decided to question things a little. However, this isn’t to say that Ryan was intentionally sleuthing around when he stumbled in on that scene. He was just following Knoxville’s vague orders that you needed him; for what, he didn’t question. On reflex, as soon as Dunn opened the door, it slammed shut before he could really think through what was happening. You, on the other hand, we’re mortified- no, mortified didn’t even begin to cover it, and it surely showed on your face. Steve, on the other hand, simply muttered a few curses under his breath, irritated at the intrusion but unable to suppress a grin at your flustered reaction as you hastily straightened your clothes before rushing out after Dunn with this deer in the headlights look on your face. This is what he liked to see. The professional boundaries you were oh so strategically dancing along previously had been blown to utter smithereens in less than a second.

Dunn gave you the most halfhearted cover-up in history, “Before you ask- I saw nothing.” Even though you had begun getting more comfortable approaching the guys after a few weeks on set, you still clamored over your words for a few minutes until you were cut off, “Y/N, listen. I’m not saying I saw anything I didn’t see, but I didn’t see anything” It was enough to make you stop for a second to try and understand what he was saying, but you quickly gave up on deciphering Dunn’s twisting verbiage. Flushing a bright shade of pink, you barely managed to stammer out, “I don’t…! I-I just- wha…You- you saw nothing? Like, nothing nothing?” Ryan nodded his head, contradicting himself with his words, “No, I saw nothing...”

You didn’t have it in you to come out and ask if he saw you three seconds from screwing, but there was a bubbling embarrassment that stewed deep in you from realizing that you and Steve weren't being nearly as sneaky as you thought you were. In fact, despite how much you idolized the guy and your longstanding schoolgirl crush that had miraculously come to fruition, you’d spent the better part of a week wondering if maybe you just weren't cut out for this job. But the thing you couldn’t let go of was that he liked you. It wasn’t simply you pining and mildly stalking him like a deranged fan girl anymore, and that’s probably what made you stay.

And Steve? There was something about the contrast between the two of you that really got him going. Take this woman, who was so sweet she’d rot the fillings right out of your skull- this round heeled little pushover, and of all the guys she could fall for on set, her eyes were set on him. Steve’s ego had never been more swollen, and he was drunk on you. Fucking blackout. You could look at what the two of you had from some romantic perspective, but it was something more raw than that. He’d indulged in every niche under the sun and a few the light doesn’t dare touch, and Steve was hooked on you.

After that incident with Ryan, there was an odd tension around the set and the behavior of the men around you got stranger and stranger, but that could only be said if you considered that there ever was such a thing as ‘normal’ on a Jackass set. Out of nowhere, you were bombarded with attention, and it seemed like you were all of a sudden everybody’s new favorite person. Oddly enough, Bam was practically attached at the hip with you, which struck you because he wouldn’t otherwise give you the time of day. Some days, he’d swing by the makeup trailer under the guise of you helping him fix his eyeliner for the next take even though he was more than capable of doing it himself, only to show up with treats from the craft service table; today, it was a decaf mocha with a sprinkle of cinnamon and a poppyseed muffin which he covertly slipped on the table you were hunched over to try and steal your attention away from your diligent work. Distracted, you didn’t notice him leaning in the doorway until he cleared his throat, “Hey, Y/N.”

Ears perking up, you whipped your head around from the products you were organizing, “Oh, Bam! What’s, uh- what’s up?” If only to show off his conspicuous tattoos, he was shirtless with that smarmy, self confident grin plastered on his face as he strolled in like he owned the place. There was this way he carried himself that demanded attention, not dissuaded by the way he plopped down in the foldy seat in front of the mirror right in front of where you were working, “Nothin’ much- Just wanted t’stop by, say hi…Maybe offer you a little pick me up?” Tilting his head back to make eye contact with you in time with the obvious euphemism, Bam dropped his voice to a seductive purr, “Hey, how about you and I go skatin’ sometime? I’d be happy t’teach you…” This glint hit his eye- not out of fear, but wicked excitement: terrible, horrible excitement that was palpable in the still air of the trailer. Your heart skipped a beat at the sudden proximity and, unsure his intentions or how to respond, you hesitated before letting out a nervous chuckle, “Y’know, I’m- uh…I’m kinda busy, but it’s really nice of you to ask!”

Fucking poppyseed muffins? As if Bam 'Homewrecker’ Margera would even know what a poppyseed is…Well within earshot, Steve was boring holes into Bam with his glare as he sat next to Knoxville by the blue beer cooler. Have you ever seen one of those Discovery Channel shows with the lions on the Savannah, fighting over territory? Yeah, that’s what it looked like. Johnny played dumb, as if he and the other guys hadn’t orchestrated this whole thing, “What’s the matter, O? Ain’t that the lady you swore was in love with you?” There he goes, using his words against him…It wasn't a secret on set that he had his eye on you, but there was something about Steve-O, the life of every party, getting quiet and angry that just ticked Knoxville pink.

He wasn’t an especially possessive man, but this whole scene was particularly pissing him off. Jaw tightening, Steve tried to be cool about everything, “Nah, man- it’s not like that. We’re friends.” Someone was going to lose an eye over a muffin. Why on earth would he care so much if you were really ‘just friends’? God, this was too fun…“Oh, well that’s good t’hear, man,” Johnny played it off, only encouraged by his friend’s very apparent discomfort, “cause if I’m not mistaken, I’d think Bam’s got the hots for your makeup girl.”

It had become more normal for you to be seen around the set given how much everyone was so enamored by you, and eventually someone had to make mention of this. That someone was Chris. “So…” slipping up next to where you were quietly watching whatever stunt was going down with your eyes locked on you know who, Pontius poorly feigned innocence, “what’s goin’ on between you and Bam?” Caught a little off guard by his bluntness and unprepared to answer, you deflected faster than you’d ever deflected before, “Nothing.” But the stiffness in your response must have given you away because Chris only responded with a chuckle and a suggestive eyebrow raise, “Oh, nothing!”

You mentally wrote this off as Pontius being Pontius, all flirty in that funny way that never meant anything, until you found yourself back in that trailer, doing what you found yourself doing more frequently than the job you were getting paid for. Steve was never on time for anything, but every afternoon he’d find his way back to that trailer- back to you. Ink covered knuckles slipping up under the hem of your shirt and your breath hitched a little. What you were doing was addictive- this wild and untamed allure. It made you feel like a kid stealing from the cookie jar, not only fulfilling the kinds of fantasies most fangirls can only dream of, but doing it in such an egregious, public way. Steve’s touch was like a drug that you just couldn’t get enough of.

But just like that previous incident, it seemed that you couldn’t steal away for a moment alone without getting interrupted. You felt him grin crookedly against your lips, buy just as Steve had those calloused fingers of his hooked into your bra strap, you caught a glimpse of a curious looking blur out of the corner of your vision. Eyes shooting wide, you realized that you were getting to second base while making full on eye contact with one of your boyfriend’s coworkers. Sinking out of view from where he was peeping in the window, Chris mimicked the same words you told him, “Nothing…”

He didn’t really see anything that the guys hadn’t seen before from you two, but that isn’t to say your heart didn’t leap into your mouth. Hurrying to cover himself up, Steve’s rough hands froze on you. To him, this felt like a ‘straw that broke the camel’s back’ moment. They wanted him to say something about you? Yeah, he was gonna say something…Grasping your hand, he pulled you to your feet and spun you around with a single, deft movement, leading you to stumble along to where he practically kicked the door open. Standing in the door way with you- still in your bra, mind you- Steve called out to where the guys were eagerly clustered arround, “Alright, fuckers…”

It was a scene straight out of a movie. One hand on the back of your waist, the other intertwining with yours as he dipped you to plant a kiss right on your lips! All the chaos and laughter was replaced by this collective silence, and it was so quiet that you could hear the startled little squeak you let out at the suddenness of this dramatic gesture. This wan’t the way you thought he’d go about making your relationship public, but what else could you expect from Steve-O? Righting you, it seemed that every ounce of tension that had been building up the past few weeks were broken with a wave of wolf whistles and cheering. Flashing that charming, boyish grin, he raised one eyebrow as he turned to the cast, “…you satisfied?” The only one who could summon any words was Knoxville. Lips curling into a smile, he nodded, “Well, can’t say I’m disappointed in you two lovebirds.”

[rottenbrainstuff]

A whole lotta thoughts here! We've been spoiled with so many big updates! And I'm going to be blunt about some stuff that is going to make everyone mad, so. Cue the angry anon hate maybe I guess.

I started playing this game in the fall and you know... I've been having a lot of fun, actually. I like the stories, I like the events, I like the characters, I like the marketing. It feels exciting to be involved. I have my one friend who recommended the game to me and we talk about it together and it's been fun. Compared to other otome games I've played, this is amazing, like, my gosh. They took the standard, overdone, cookiecutter character tropes and really expanded on it in a way that surprises me, even for the characters that are not my personal favs.

So......... because I'm enjoying the game so much, and I'm able to recognize where it stands compared to other otome games and other gacha games, it's irritating to me to see the fans start this entitled and absolute nonsense complaining about Sylus needing more content. Friendos, he was added six months after everyone else. Since I have started playing, it has been a balanced and equal release of content between everyone. Infold never told you (I mean, if they did, I missed it) that they were going to retroactively release extra content for him so that he would catch up volume-wise with the other characters. That doesn't even make any SENSE to me. Yes, it means he has less cards in the pool and statistically you have a lower chance of pulling his stuff. Yes, I wish they would hurry up and add more anecdotes and deepspace trial levels and whatnot. But I actually saw with my own two eyes people want to file a CONSUMER FRAUD COMPLAINT? Fraud??? What exactly was the promise Infold made that they are failing to keep? Having a rarer character that is harder to level up does not constitute fraud. You know what? Even if he was a special character that was never included in the group banners ever and only got special content released like once every two months and you always had to pay cash money for it, that would not be fraud. It would suck but it would still not be fraud. Sorry to be blunt, but you are entitled and insane. This is absolutely deplorable fan behaviour. I really do hope this is just a small pocket of vocal fans, because if Infold starts getting harassed en masse they will just pull the fucking game. Why would they not?

I totally understand not liking the way gacha games work, I totally understand not having the money to spend on gacha games, I totally understand wishing you could enjoy an experience that other fans get but you don't, I totally understand being frustrated because your favourite character is the one with the least content, I totally understand disliking it enough to refuse giving the game any money or to stop playing it entirely, but this entitled "I need to speak to the manager" Karen bullshit is absolutely embarassing. This is no different to me than toxic gamerbros complaining about things in their FPSs. Knock it off.

This makes me so annoyed that I'm also going to bluntly tell you something I've only said vaguely before: the english audio is AI. It's AI. This is apparently a very controversial thing to say, because when I went googling to try and find definitive answers, I saw everyone who brings this up get shouted down. I don't care if you don't like it, it's the truth.

You guys seem to think that AI all sounds like Siri or something, and you would be able to easily recognize that it's AI. You hear video clips that other fans have made using free-to-use AI apps that sound very obvious, and it doesn't occur to you that the big devs have access to much better professional-quality resources. You haven't heard, I guess, that even big North American devs are starting to replace humans with AI, and the AI is getting very sophisticated, truly next-level. (I recently watched a video talking about Activision and Call of Duty, for example.)

The AI in this game is very good. I did not actually notice it myself until I had played for a couple hours. And I think the only reason I started to suspect it at all in the first place is that the company that I work for has all these training modules that I take, that include sample characters speaking with AI voices, and after a couple years of this, I am really used to how it sounds. (and even then, it took me two hours of playtime to catch on!) It's hard to tell with just a casual listen, it honestly is, but there are some tells.

First of all, after you listen for a while, you notice an odd consistency. Surprised lines are always said with the same rise in pitch. Whispered lines are always said with the same drop in pitch. It's the same every time. There's an odd clarity to the words as well. English naturally has a lot of slurring inbetween words, but AI always sounds like it's being pronounced by a VA enunciating carefully like they're reading the evening news. That is a red flag.

But, you say, maybe the VAs were just given this direction, or maybe they're just such good VAs that their delivery is so consistent and the words are so clear.

Well, second of all: AI will make mistakes sometimes and emphasize the wrong word in a sentence. I have noticed this happening in the game, it sticks out like a waving red flag. It's been so long since I played the english audio that I can't think of an example actually straight from the game, but this is made up just so I can explain what I mean: let's take the sentence, "I hate wasting my time on busy work." Busy work is a phrase that specifically means tasks that keep you busy but are pointless, tasks that were assigned to you just to give you something to do. It is pronounced with an emphasis on BUSY and the "work" is dropped in pitch. (or, sometimes "busy" and "work" have equal emphasis) A human being saying that sentence would most probably put the emphasis on these syllables: "I HATE wasting my TIME on BUSY work." An AI might not understand that "busy work" is not just the words "busy" and "work", but a specific figure of speech, and might pronounce it like this: I HATE wasting my TIME on busy WORK." (and I think I did hear the phrase busy work in the game actually, which was why I chose it for this example) Any time you hear a weird sylable emphasis that doesn't make logical sense, that is a red flag.

But, you say, maybe these are just an honest mistake by the VAs that wasn't caught by chinese devs, or maybe once again maybe it was weird direction.

OK look. Then let's talk about the most important thing of all: an uncredited actor means it's AI. Period. Period. You guys are driving me insane talking about maybe the VAs want to remain anonymous, maybe they're embarassed doing a romance game, maybe Infold doesn't want to release their info because of political issues they had in the past with english VAs:

No! That's not how acting works. That's not how actor unions work. That's not how credits work. That's not how any of this works.

Actors do not get embarassed doing roles like this. I know you guys titter with every single update, but you do realize there's steamier stuff aired on regular tv, right? This game is not embarassing. Actors want to be credited for their roles so that they can have a resume of projects. Union rules REQUIRE them to get a credit. Do you know how many rules there are about even a simple thing like movie credits, and where and when and how large a font an actor's name can appear in the credits? A company like Infold can not just choose to not credit their actors. An actor does not want to not receive a credit for work they did. One uncredited main actor would be weird enough, but when they will not release the info for a single main character: that is a huge, enormous, and unignorable red flag. This rule is very important: No human credit, no human actor. Period. And you need to learn this rule, because like I said, even large NA companies like Activision are adding AI to their games now and are not apologetic about it.

I'm sorry if that upsets you to hear, but it is driving me absolutely batty to see you guys talk about these mysterious english VAs and you hope they're getting paid well and you don't understand why Infold won't release their info and you say things like "haha it's probably because they're all 50 year old men" as if that somehow makes it this embarassing secret that cannot ever be revealed (the japanese VA for Sylus is 51 and no one gives a shit) sigh. Look. Enjoy the english audio if that's what you like. I get some people prefer english, I get some people prefer no subtitles, I get that it makes it so you can listen to the audios with your eyes closed, like, I don't actually care if you want to stick to the english. But be honest about it, and don't repeat this nonsense about mysterious anonymous VAs that are all too embarassed to be credited. (my god, the japanese Zayne VA has hentai credits, you guys.)

I dunno. Maybe it's because back in the day I used to be a part of actor circles, I guess I find it a bit insulting to see everyone making up these weird excuses that don't make any sense with how the industry actually works. I've seen people asking about AI get shouted down that they're being offensive to the mysterious anon VAs: Well, you guys are being offensive to actual, real, professional actors by suggesting that a professional would be too embarassed for a credit, or suggesting that Infold has somehow gone around union rules and you're ok with that. I'm sorry, but this has to stop.

Well. There we go. If there's anyone left still reading who hasn't gone away clutching their pearls to send me a nasty message, I will say some nice things now: all these end of year updates have been really fun, and now we have Caleb's big trailer. There's been some fans who seem to be surprised he is positioned as an antagonist, or even just surprised in general that it was Caleb and not someone else... ??? Whatevs. Some people are comparing Caleb to Zayne, but to me the only thing they have in common is the fact they were both childhood friends of the MC. To me he's more comparable to Sylus. Sylus was introduced like he was going to be the bad guy love interest who acts way too familiar with the MC and is always pushing her boundaries, a standard otome game trope that I don't like very much, but surprisingly that's not what he ended up being at all - it seems like Caleb might get that role in the end. I'm kind of interested to see what they do with him (cyborg parts is a fun start) but the truth is I kind of only have enough money to invest in things for one character and I don't know if he can win me away, lol. I do love me a good evil dude in a sexy uniform though. We'll see.

Hey wait.... important PSA... I know you are all excited (???) about a period tracker........... look... if you think that's cute and want to see the content that comes with that... can you at the very very least not enter in your actual period dates? I dunno, it's hardwired into my brain to NOT use ANY app-based period tracking. You do not want anyone having that data. No playing around, guys. If you want the content, enter in fake dates. DO NOT enter in your actual accurate info. Stay safe.

Perhaps an unpopular opinion: 3.0 update is cute but I prefered the 2D mini games to the 3D stuff and I find the chibi characters a bit weird and unappealing. However, what I DO like is that two nights ago the game said hey we notice you have some duplicate files, can we run a clean up? And it did, and somehow freed up 6 goddamned gigs on my phone. Very happy about that.

I recently got a brand new phone, and now my old phone is a dedicated Love and Deepspace device, so I'm not so stressed anymore about it getting literally too large for me to play anymore. Super enjoying my fake digital boyfriend. This is just a silly otome game, but I continue to be legit impressed by the quality of it, the amount of content they put into it, and the way the characters are much more interesting and in-depth than other otome games I've played. I'm sorry to be cranky about some things today, but some of you really are behaving quite badly and this online echochamber amplifies the nonsense, and I don't like to see that.

Who cares what I think anyways, I am ridiculously outside of the target age range here.

[rbtlvr]

nvm im Not done but this is less me being Salty And Vague and more just. my thoughts on spoilers in general so its fine thumbsup

comes back after writing the whole thing. oops this got Really Long. woe read more be upon ye

anyway. i saw someone in the tags of that post saying its abt choice, that you have the option to CHOOSE whether or not to be spoiled on something, and like! yeah! exactly! like personally there is not much that Genuinely Triggers me but if i mentioned to a friend that i was thinking about getting into a particular piece of media, and they knew that piece of media had smth in it that would really really upset me, i would want to know

but otherwise i want to experience it for myself and it feels really... rude? i guess? when people spoil stuff for others just because they can. like. not talking abt reblogging stuff for media ages after it came out untagged, or reblogging stuff just after a thing came out and tagging it as spoilers and then someone sees it because they didnt blacklist anything. im talking about walking up to someone and going 'oh. youre interested in this piece of media? well did you know that [massive spoiler]?' its just rude!

and like. i can still enjoy media if i know what happens. its not a case of 'ohhh well i guess you never reread books or replay games or whatever' liek? yeah? i do??? theres SO many things ive gone through again but i still prefer to go into it the first time blind!

like ghost trick is a REALLY good example, if i had gone in knowing [redacted spoiler] i still would have enjoyed the game. but it would have SO MUCH taken away from that First Time Experience where i got to figure it out for myself. where i got to go into the discord and say oh my god this sounds absolutely batshit but heres my theory and im gonna lose it if im right

and then getting to go in a few hours later and go HOLY SHIT I WAS RIGHT? HOLY SHTI? HOLY SHIT?

like. i said i wasnt gonna be vague but literally just one (1) thing i prommy. it feels so... idk. condescending maybe. for op of that post to act like people who dont want spoilers are dumber, or dont enjoy media in the 'right way', or dont analyze media ever, or dont enjoy going through media a second time, or only like stupid bad media for idiots, or or or etc

thats such a huge generalization and sure maybe some of it is true for some people! theres definitely people out there who only like watching a movie once and lose interest once they know what happens! but does that? make them dumb??? or lesser??? like???

and if anything. not being spoiled ENHANCES a second go through for me. like ghost trick example again. i havent played it a second time myself (i want to eventually, but im at college and for spoiler related reasons i can only play it when im at home for my own emotional health), but i have gone and watched other people play it because i love seeing other people get that first time experience too. and the amount of foreshadowing for that one spoiler is WILD. ITS EVERYWHERE. AND IT RULED TO GO BACK THROUGH IT A SECOND TIME AND SEE ALL OF THAT AND GO HOLY SHIT IT WAS RIGHT THERE THE WHOLE TIME

and for the isat spoiler i got spoiled going in for, i still got to do that, just the first time i played. i still got that 'holy shit its so obvious all the pieces are there' experience, but without the joy of getting to figure it out for myself.

i like figuring out shit for myself! i LOVE a good mystery, i love putting together puzzle pieces and seeing the picture come together, i love being proven right and hell i even love being proven wrong (though. not quite as much LMAO). and im good at it, i think! i genuinely do like that about myself, and i like getting to use that skill! a lot!

so like. i dont... understand people acting like someone not wanting to be spoiled is just not engaging with media fully. i think i am? like i said in my tags of the last post i make a sweeping gesture to the 7934058903 posts on my blog where i overanalyze LITERALLY every single line and moment loop has, ever, lmaofjdsklfjldks

taz balance is another REALLY big one i point to as a 'the first and the second go through are SO VERY different and its SO great to get to have both' like. again, the foreshadowing is woven in SO well, in many cases completely unintentionally (there are so many times when the players accidentally foreshadowed something and i KNOWWWWW griffin was sitting there trying so very very hard not to say anything or laugh. or times in the first few arcs when griffin foreshadowed something that hadnt even been planned out yet!)

and ive listened to the whole thing like. three times, i think? at least three times. and its LONG. AND I HAVE ADHD. SO THAT SHOULD SAY SOMETHING ALKFJDLKSJFLKD

like. idk. getting spoiled on a big twist wont ruin the experience if the piece of media is good, thats true. getting spoiled on that one thing in isat very much didnt ruin it for me! i loved the game so much even going in with that spoiler! but theres a difference between ruining the experience and lessening it. and it doesnt make anyone lesser or wrong or dumb to not want that. shrugs

[milliemuus]

So, I’ve watched Mario and Luigi: Brothership, and it got me thinking: What if the characters in PV got similar stuff to the bros? Like they have their own attacks and counters. I’ll do Millie, Kieran and Pecharunt for this, and only the base attacks and counters.

Millie: In my opinion, she would be the slower character and does not hit that hard but with more hp and defenses, her base attacks are:

Kick: Basically, she does a spin kick, you know those right? I honestly could only do this since I don’t know what to do tbh.

Punch: She punches the opponent.

Avoiding attacks:

Jump: She just jumps to avoid attacks

Block: If an unavoidable attack, she blocks decreasing the damage taken

(I’m sorry, but I can’t think of anything for Millie)

Kieran: For him, he’s Millie’s opposite. Being fast and hits hard but much frailer since, he probably didn’t eat or sleep much after the trip from Kitakami.

Base attacks:

Jump: He does the same thing as the Mario Brothers in base games, he jumps in the air before stomping on the opponent and jumping again to hit them.

Bat: Now, this is a personal funny headcanon of mine, Kieran probably has green wooden baseball bat that is meant to mimicking Ogerpon’s cudgel. And he basically uses this to just swing and hit opponents with, I think’s funny.

Counters:

Jump: the same thing as the Mario brothers

Bat: Same thing except there’s a chance he may hit Millie.

Now for Pecharunt: he’s easily an all rounder with decent stats in everything except defense which is phenomenal.

Base attacks:

Shell Bash: He retreats into his shell before rushing towards the opponent before slamming into them, however, he would also jump in the air and slam back down.

Malignant Chain: it’s in the name, he throws two chains from his shells and hits the opponent (single target) dealing small damage before wrapping themselves and exploding dealing more damage.

Counters:

Shell Bunker: He retreats into his shell to block attacks to decrease the damage taken and absorb their impact so his next attacks become stronger for that turn.

Chain Punch: He uses 2 toxic chains from his shell halves as use them as arms and hands, he uses it to punch attacks to block them.

So, what do you think?

I WAS SO SCARED COZ I THOUGHT U WERE GONNA SPOIL ME BUT THIS WOULD BE AWESOME

SInce Pecharunt and PV work together, they're kinda a one-package deal so i'll shorten it, but I've thought of smth similar before, but thry use their pokemon instead of themselves, if that makes sense?

Like Gooby with her moves, PV can be an exception since he's TECHNICALLY half a pokémon if you think about it..

I do think Millie would be more tanky, and some attacks hit her, esp if PV were to target her...hypothetically. Gooby is more of the attacker, or Moof

Or whomever she sends out

I also did think of a cudgel-like thing, but instead it was like toxic chains wrapped up? I'd have to doodle it out at some point bc it's a vague image in my head...but this came from a Mario Supersluggers AU LMAO

Something PV can do is mix the moves from Pecharunt into his own, esp the closer he gets to power. He has a move where he gets two chains ti descend into the ground (Think of Phantom Force) and appear near hid opponent's feat, wrapping around or hitting them.

I also like to think he uses them for extra jump-boost or extra punch (Think of how the Snaptors use their necks to extend toward the bros)

Stuff like that! You also know how in BIS Bowser had a shell-defense move? I wanna say Kieran has smth like that, but he doesn't obtain that until say...maybe later. Ive genuinely thought of a mario-rpg style au for project venus, because I think it'd be silly.

Also yeah, I haven't decided movesets for Millie.

OH! OME MORE THING! The giants, in BIS! I like to think Milloe and Gooby have a super-move where Millie gets on Gooby, or Kieran gets on Treeplin, stuff like that. (I feel like even in-canon they'd do that) and perform an attack!

Lmk whatcha think!

[ardate]

Hello! I hope things have been alright on your side! Do you have plans regarding your OCs (or other art related works) that you're excited to work on? c:

Hi hi!!

HEHEHE I sure do, I sure do... Tragically I don't have anything much that I want to spoil cuz I'm a mf who loves to keep things a surprise (even though, what 'surprise'? it's just my OC who cares /lh (i know you do :] ♥))

BUT I can vaguely say I've got another Big Post in the works based on an ask I got a while back, that I'm excited to keep working on! I also have some smaller WIPs I'll probably finish and post before then, including small scenes with Snake.

I still wanna do a post about Ann's introductory episode but I have to kick my ass into doing it hbGHB I keep postponing for some reason.

I've also been thinking about making a post with various outfits for her, I already got the winter one (that you saw <3) but maybe I could have fun designing some stuff for fancy parties and vacations and all that jazz. It's a good exercize!

As for non-Ann related stuff, I do have some fanarts I have yet to post, and requests I wanna tend to (albeit slowly)... Wish I had twelve hands and zero need for sleep so I could make EVERYTHING that's nestled in my brain.

[afniel]

Hi there's really vague (but kinda heavy?) Third Novel stuff under the cut, so don't spoil yourself if you don't want to know anything. Because there's a liiiiittle something something in there plus some art.

Man I'm like. Writing on chapter 2(?) of I Can't Believe It's Not A Trilogy (ICBINAT...world's worst working title) and this story is gonna need such a ridiculously huge content warning for suicidal ideation, way more than the first two, and the second has more than the first, so you know this one has got it bad.

And yet this is just kinda Where X Is At Right Now at the start of it, for Reasons (that I can't say further shit about until Outcome Unpredictable is all online, lol). I have a chapter and a half of, I dunno where or when it fits, just kinda disconnected noodling, and they were hard to write in the kind of way that's warning me that I don't really know what I'm doing with a character, just kinda slapping events together without much emotional weight to any of them or any real direction.

Then I kinda had a few revelations in a row, realized I was trying to lean way too hard on X to Just Be Better Already Dammit, and he was just coming out flat because he's not better already, dammit. Reploid Grandpa is 100% a fucked-up old veteran who's barely out of the hell he came from so yeah, he makes huge strides in his mental health, but he started at the bottom of a really deep hole. That's not a quick climb! It takes real life people decades to escape that hole, and they usually didn't go through it for 80+ years without a break. He's just gonna be down there, even if he's a lot higher than he started. (IRL veteran suicide rates are absolutely dismal too, and yeah, X's mental state very much reflects this at the point that I'm writing.)

Once again all I can actually do is write down the words as they happen and trying too hard to steer it myself only makes it stop working. Am I ever going to stop writing about this old man's mental health struggles? Uhh. Well, I've tried to stop twice, if that tells you anything. I swear he does get a happy ending and keep recovering. Well, maybe not that much physically, because Protagonist Who Stays Disabled And Isn't Magically Fixed is still a primary goal, here, and the story agrees with me on that, but even given that he could stand to be more comfortable even if he's not magically fixed. I dunno why this is where it's going but I think it's just my extreme commitment to What If This Stupid Video Game Plot Was Realistic Though. It's definitely realistic now! Maybe sometimes a little too much, but honestly, that's what makes it work, I think. It would never stick the landing if I stopped short of 100% painful sincerity, even if it's hard to look at sometimes. Feeling a bit like you're being invited to see and feel vulnerabilities that maybe aren't entirely your business when you're reading fiction is the secret sauce, if you ask me.

(At this rate I'm gonna have to update the author's notes at the end of Outcome Unpredictable because I'm making myself a goddamn liar. I straight up say I have no intent of writing a third one, but here I am, evidently doing that before the author's notes even hit the internet.)

I'm not gonna explain shit past that at the moment, so just feel free to conjecture amongst yourselves at the one thing I've kinda drawn in the ICBINAT era. This is about a year and a half from OU and 2 years from FtC, for the record. It is a truth universally acknowledged that if you leave an AU running unattended for long enough, even the canon characters will eventually turn into OCs.

(Also that if my coloring style gets any more rim light I'm going to be in Sonic Adventure style coloring territory...which would fuck severely, actually.)

[wifiwuxians]

20 questions writer meme.

tagged by @heyholmesletsgo THANK YOUUU

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

not counting things i'd rather remained anonymous, 21!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

513,621 lol

3. What fandoms do you write for?

mdzs, vaguely tgcf, hotline miami (though mostly past tense) and we'll see about the future

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Wei Wuxian's Super Special Super Secret Book Club still reigns supreme with 1229 kudos, and will most likely be my legacy despite it being the second fic i ever wrote for the fandom (i think?)

If You're Reading This, It's Too Late with 513, one would think i'd still be messing around with this AU but i'm happy to leave it where it is and just keep messing around with the crackship

Dawn Chorus, my most precious baby, at 251 by some miracle despite being oc/canon. you guys spoiled me with the love for this one tbh. none of my other xue yang centric works got anywhere near this close and i'm at peace with that because he's bonking my oc in this one and they have a kid.

The Book Club Extras at 232, which is hilarious when compared to the original but at least new readers will see there's more and maybe in the year 2055 i will publish them for fun

Frozen Pond with 156 at the end of the list, written for my friend @petitjams and taking place in a silly AU we made together (wen chao stays winning on here which is very funny)

i'm attributing the popularity of the first two to mostly being centered around super popular characters, because my later stuff is naturally better yet struggling haha

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

always unless they're like just emoji, because i like conversation! though i may also reply with a little heart hehe

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i wouldn't call it angstiest ending, it's bittersweet, but the threads that bind us is my top pick. and it also needs more readers so go read it. your hands and mine has a bit of an 'angsty' ending but only for song lan. xue yang had it coming :p 💖

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

excluding the two above, so far they all have a happy ending, or at least neutral??? i'd say Book Club, though, because that's the massive 'everybody lives!!' silly fixit fic

8. Do you get hate on fics?

nope. i hope i didn't just jinx it. i get hate on art and through anon though! woo! (not anymore on here tho thank god)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i do and i feel like it sucks so i almost always end up fading to black LMAO my actual explicit stuff remains private... it's like too embarrassing for me. i got judged for it as an 18 year old and 10 years later haven't gotten over it. i like bondage and bdsm though and that seems to crop up in private 😏

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i do on occasion! i love roleplaying them, but the only one i have out there is The Way To His Heart Is Through His Stomach (Oh God Please Don't Eat Me), which mixes mdzs and tgcf characters in a unique setting :3

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not to my knowledge, but i've had art stolen plenty so i wouldn't even be surprised

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes, a few have been translated into russian!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

NOT YET BUT IT'S IN THE CARDS

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

all time? jeez. somebody tell me why i always freeze up and go blank when asked these simple questions? it's like i forget who the fuck i am. i feel like i should also say songxiao? but they're relatively new so it doesn't seem correct. fuck it. my all time favorite ship is [DATA MISSING OR CORRUPTED-- PLEASE PROCEED TO NEXT QUESTION]

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

haha... (looks at my abandoned hlm fic with the seventh chapter halfway written) haha...

16. What are your writing strengths?

i'd definitely say dialog. it makes sense, since the stuff i'm most used to doing is drawing silly comics. i also like to ping-pong emotions around and feel like i'm pretty good at that too

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

using the same words over and over and feeling like i never write Enough, like everything is always light and never in depth. i don't like making scenes too heavy with padding but i also feel like i need to find a balance

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

i'll do it only if it's a language i speak!!! this doesn't apply to peppering words like gege and stuff just for funsies. i think the best way to go about it is to just tell the audience what language they're speaking in that moment

19. First fandom you wrote for?

we're gonna have to go back to when i was 10 years old here lol... i think it was tokyo mew mew in terms of stuff i put online (oh god)

20. Favorite fic you've written?

it's hard to pick favorites, but i once again must say the threads that bind us in terms of work i'm most proud of.

i tag whoever sees it, plus @sugarapplebaby because ily

[fictionfixations]

if i had a nickels for every brown-haired fem-presenting protagonist in a mobile game, id have two nickels. also i cant think of any other rn so there might be more (that ive played). also can i just say the visuals are very unique (the surroundings i mean)? like like its. i dont know how to explain it idk this stuff

(this is other protag im referring to. this is mystic messenger. i dont have a better img unlocked so uh. also hi if youve seen my recent mysme posts, i got the good ending :D)

clearly it wants you to explore so i was like 'haha what if ii dont want to'

but like oh

'gosh its just a branch' why did that actually make me jump im crying i just saw something while we were walking and was like 'huh?' and then it cracked when we stepped on it and it startled me i

voiced jumpscare (they(bc idk who tf this is) say 'do not worry' but i pressed past it so ermm oops)

are these guys dateable i know literally nothing about this game im going in blind (which is a first for hoyo games lOl. with the exception of honkai impact since that was my first hoyo game actually.)

his voice is hot. also im playing in jp. idk if theres like some voiced language that is a league above the others, or if youre meant to listen to it in like idk the og language, im just more familiar with hearing jp cause im an anime person

why do i feel like the white doctor person is a villain it honestly reminded me a lot of kafka in hsr's intro (just vibes though..? also vague stuff that probably refers to the future)

also maybe because its the latest actual like 2d sort of visual novel i saw was ddlc, but our protag reminds me a lot of monika. visually i mean. even the facial expressions

oh fuck it kicked me out of the game nOO PLEASE I WANT TO GET INTO IT SEEMS INTERESTING AND I LIKE DETECTIVE LAW SHIT

the pulling animation is pretty but uh. the going through the cards are very bright like the entire screen goes white oh my god this is a bad game to play at 4 am o w oh 💀

i mean like. i dont mind. i play way too many games that arent english voiced to be mad about actually reading

Oh shit it quit me out again WHYYY PLEASEEE

happy that the investigating the surroundings part has like a hint button that highlights what it wants you to find

i dont think anything like that is in danganronpa. or at least v3? i played through it and remember getting stuck on i think it was the 5th trial? dont wanna spoil so ill keep it vague. i got stuck in the investigation portion because i missed that you could click on the sleeve of the jacket (i had to google because my dumbass didnt even think about looking at it 😭)

anyway uhhhhhh

i might make more posts on this? idk. i dont know anything about the story except what ive gone through so far and im starting to get a headache cause words so er im gonna stop here

[aho-dapa]

acotar sailor moon au

So, so far, who's who?

*I decided to end up switching Cresseida and Nesta because of the vibes

The only rule here is that when the Transformation happens, they gender swap (for shenanigans) + plus Japanese terms and vague setting

Also y'all, I'm not a zodiac person, I just did this for fun, don't take it too seriously okay?? Okay???

Sailor Moon (Purple) Cancer = Rhysand

Cancer: emotional, intuitive, sometimes insecure, associated with water and the moon (misting and stuff)

bocchan, spoiled, flirtatious

Thinking of having the sailor uniform be a mix of yellow, dark blue, and switch out the red for purple. Princess Serenity transformation is similar: white hair, white clothes, but violet eyes.

Was thinking maybe (as a hc) when Princess Serenity went to the human world, she used a different identity maybe?? Maybe a name like Rhiannon??? (aka similar to how Rhys looks now with black hair)

A spoiled rich kid, went to private school until he weaseled his way into public school (with his cousin Mor) and met Cassian. Az tagged along.

Sailor Mercury (Blue) Virgo = Azriel

Virgo: humble, practical, sympathetic, water sign (blue siphon + also associated with mist)

secret bodyguard to bocchan Rhys, a smart kid, straight A student, pushes up glasses with a glint, has those thin sleek glasses, tsundere chuuni otaku, has a knife somewhere, used to clash with Cassian, very protective of Rhys, learns to open up as a friend, always takes the mission serious

fights a lot against Zoisite-Eris (as Sailor Mercury) and also has lessons with Teacher Eris (as a regular college student)

Sailor Mars (Red) Aries = Cassian

Aries: wants to prove himself, values strength, competitive, impatient, active, fire sign (red siphon)

a high school delinquent, once had a pompadour, in a biker gang for sure, made fast friends with Rhys, Azriel saw Cassian as a safety risk, now they just bicker, fought in a gang war with Mor once and they came out bros, sees Rhys as his brother (Rhys definitely calls him Aniki just because it's hilarious how quickly it goes to his head), likes attention, a bit arrogant

was thinking to originally be Mor cause red, but idk vibes??? tbh you could switch around Rei, Mako, and Minako and they would all work in some way (but I'm adding a bit of OOC since I'm character building them)

I personally think Cassian should have had a goofy prince like personality in the book (for compensating for being a 'bastard') and actually accepts that he's people's hero while also being deeply insecure about it (and that's why Eris's barbs about him would hit harder)

Sailor Jupiter (Green) Sagittarius = Mor

Sagittarius: faithful, intelligent, forceful, sympathetic, values freedom, fire sign

a ex-sukeban, got into a lot of fights with Cassian's gang, used to smoke until a pretty girl said they hated the smell, eats pocky instead, has gotten expelled a few times, bubbly, used to carry a bat around, first girlfriend was in elementary school (except she didn't know they were Dating until the Incident), also has a bike, likes partying, has the highest alcohol tolerance but is confused how she's beaten by a talking cat, teases everyone (no one is safe)

the only one to gender swap into a guy, flirts with all the women she saves, ends up coming off as a playboy, saves Nesta once and fell in love, Nesta hates her flirty attitude as Sailor Jupiter but slowly becomes friends with Mor because Clare suddenly starts hanging out with Mor

Clare ends up finding out her identity and it causes Problems

Sailor Venus (Orange) Libra = Lucien

Libra: extroverted, friendly, has always wanted peace (with family, with life choices), honest, blunt, persuasive, charming, charismatic

grew up in a strict home with Eris, the problem child, seemingly very open with people but can close up if he's insecure, had a close relationship with Eris until Beron strained their relationship, was a solo Sailor Senshi with Varian (cat form) until joining everyone, has angst with fighting against Zoisite Eris

Tuxedo Mask (Leo) = Tamlin

Leo: compassionate, big-hearted, natural leadership, self-assured, fire sign

This guy has three outfit ideas: Civilian Mamoru - wears a dark green suit like in the anime, thinks he's cool but is not, is cool when he's not trying to be, has chin length hair with those round spiral glasses, goes from Clark Kent to Superman basically, instantly clashes with Rhys / Tuxedo Mask - the traditional black tuxedo, roses, roses everywhere, has a mask too, this time his hair is tied back and grows out to his shoulders (because anime logic), Sailor Moon Rhys and Tuxedo Mask Tam have a very obvious Thing going on / Endymion - the completely white outfit, this time his hair gets extra long because it's his Final Form but it's not tied, flows in the wind very majestically (Pantene commercial esque, very angst)

Zoisite = Eris

the vibes mostly (the hair)

but fun stuff is that Zoisite was with Kunzite in the 90s anime but was hinted in the manga to be with Sailor Mercury (not really but)

Kunzite was originally Nesta but now it's Cresseida, so ship vibes?? But the only ship that's set is tamsand rn (and tarlain)

Started working with Queen Beryl (Amarantha) because she promised to punish his father (something Eris didn't have the power to do without causing a lot of trouble)

Also works as a teacher sometimes now that his father is out of commission

Jadeite = Feyre

pretty boy, grey eyes

but was recruited by Amarantha to save their father's life (who's human), contrasted with Cassian, once Feyre 'dies' and was forced to give up the power Amarantha gave her, she meshes really well with the gang

Nephrite = Nesta

the first picture gives me Nesta vibes

has a romance arc with Naru Clare because I'm personally sweet on Nesta/Clare, but angst because Clare doesn't know Nephrite is Nesta, is trying her best to save their father (currently held hostage by Amarantha)

Was originally Cresseida to opposite Mor but I changed my mind (my intuition said so)

Kunzite = Cresseida

I was convinced by the white hair and cresseris possibility but

she's forcibly recruited by Amarantha unlike the others that 'willingly' work for her, but eventually defects with the help of Tarquin after she finds out about his other identity

Sailor Pluto (Scorpio) = Jurian

for laughs mostly

but also because I needed a milf/dilf in here fr

and Jurian in canon also finds himself out of time from being an eye

Sailor Uranus (Aquarius) = Elain

trans Elain agenda always

watches over her father while her sisters are being evil, ends up getting recruited by Varian to save them

Sailor Neptune (Pisces) = Tarquin

sea vibes (my sign, so best)

uhhh has cute moments with Elain

Sailor Saturn (Capricorn) = Emerie

literally the last one, and we need more Emerie content

(based off their hair color)

Luna (Black Hair) = Amren

Artemis (White Hair) = Varian

Naru = Clare

Queen Beryl = Amarantha

[goldensmilingbird]

felix for ♦ (quirks/hobbies), ▼ (childhood), and/or ൠ (random)?

♦️ (quirks/hobbies): I always thought he would be into history and mythology (and the fact that in canon he named himself Argos made me happy because of that). But also I love that the bible states that "the only hobby he allows himself" is art. It would give him and Bri something to bond over, and it's just nice seeing a character who chooses to go into STEM but is also artistic. I don't want him to be perfect at everything though. Maybe his drawings are anatomically correct, but not very expressive. Maybe he writes mediocre poetry sometimes and doesn't show it to anyone. Stuff like that. I feel like Bri gets not only infatuated with him, but also inspired by him? Like he's kind of a muse for her. There is a line about how she wants to create beautiful things that bring happiness to people. And I want him to get inspired by her too. I think also, as he starts opening up to people more, it would be easy to get him infodumping. He would be that kind of person in the group that knows a lot of random stuff, from historical facts to how to get out blood and coffee out of clothes. He would probably read Wikipedia for fun, tbh

▼ (childhood): Okay, I have, like, a vague backstory for him in my head, but it's not defined yet. The backstory the bible gives him is "hothead/daredevil, kinda spoiled, got into an accident and now wants to regain his old abilities". I kinda want to take some stuff from that and mix with my old interpretation. I had an idea that instead of the accident, it was a genetic chronic illness that made him disabled and also led to his mom dying. And I'm also attached to the headcanon of him being in ballet class with Allegra before all of that went down. So due to his illness, his father insists that he is homeschooled and Allegra is the only kid he is still in contact with. They try different treatments and such, and finally his father decides to move to Paris so he can get better education and treatment there. Him and Allegra get separated and the next time they meet is when he's allowed to go to public school - and lo and behold, there is a familiar face.

ൠ (random) - This is really random, but I like to headcanon him as face blind. He still can't recognise Ladybug because of magic, but he also struggles with recognising people when they just change clothes or hairstyles. And people attribute that to him being rude or not paying attention, meanwhile he is just internally going "am I supposed to know this person??" Needless to say, it doesn't help to make connections with people.

Thank you for your ask! I like rambling about him. If anyone wants to, you can still ask me