#and idk how long it'll last either so like-

[marrymepickering]

yall- i have a choir concert at seven.... and idk how long it'll last.

y'know what? just tag me in anything you think I'd like to see so that i do see it <3 (as if yall dont already do this)

[mrfoox]

Having bad anxiety and needing help is the worst im :')

[desertdragon]

I hate raiders, mostly the hardcore's bc they're just cunts, but whenever they are in tune with looking at the game from a gameplay perspective (not just looking at logs), everything they have to report is shit I can feel even as a casual though I can't explain it as in depth as they can; and I have to agree it feels like the devs have forgotten how to make and balance a game in the last 3 years, as much as most players themselves suck at understanding and playing the fucking game (and how poor the game's learning tools and mentors are as well) since it's seen as a vehicle for story cutscenes or mashing buttons

If the gameplay keeps going dumber across the board that would take away the last legitimate reason I have to play it and surprisingly I don't like the thought of that conversation with myself

[tkbrokkoli]

:3

[elanorpam]

it's been way too long since i last did wildly self-indulgent fanart, so of course i did it for an SVSSS AU that doesn't even have any actual fanfiction written of it yet. but what can i say! it's a compelling scenario! Just check the original post for details!

here's a workplace doodle for his mess of an outfit, too:

Xin Mo is floating behind his back, wrapped in talismans. the collars are meant to be vaguely inspired on a flower bud.

Some notes i came up with for this version, copied straight from a month-old discord convo:

he may have protagonist halo now, but he's for sure not a stallion protagonist. he literally exchanged fates with his favorite person in the world in order to spare them a hellish trial-- that's romantic as fuck!! damn!! this is old CLAMP shoujo and no mistake!!

binghe may no longer be the protag, but he's still a half-heavenly demon. power-wise, heavenly demons can't be topped, and all the remaining heavenly demons are accounted for. so, SQQ can't be a heavenly demon, even in part.

HOWEVER, as a protagonist, there's a factor more important than power! it's the CHUUNI FACTOR. what's more CHUUNI™️ than being part demon?

one option is being part demon and part angel.

how would that even fucking work??????? IDK man, you can either pull from chinese folklore for fairies or heavenly beings or spirits, or you can blame Airplane and go "he accidentally implied the existence of christian elements by means of importing unexamined anime tropes"

Shen Jiu conveniently has a big fat blank on his parentage. We as fans can and have put whatever the hell we wanted there.

SQQ would jump into the abyss still under the impression SJ was a shallow villain. If his trip through the abyss involves recovering SJ's memories somehow, that sure would be fun times, huh?

so he awakens a mysterious ancestry and survives the abyss and takes Xin Mo, but he probably takes longer than Binghe did due to being squishier.

but Xin Mo isn't ACTUALLY his! so he papers it over with sealing talismans, and to battle the temptation to wield it he takes to wearing these longass sleeves. they're probably covered in talismans as well.

guessing Xiu Ya stayed behind to be mooned over by the clown trio in Cang Qiong. let's go full sparkle-sue here and say he's now fighting almost entirely via musical cultivation. i like swan-necked konghou harps so let's go with that, it'll look dope.

why is he barefoot? why WOULDN'T he be, is the question. fragile!! suffering!! dainty!! he's a shrinking flower, tormented by the weight of the One Sword To Rule Them All!!

also for extra pathos, his constant mental struggle against Xin Mo means he can't spare energy to front. it takes constant focus! he's still a bit in his delusional shit, but even when he's going "oh no, binghe is only latched throat-deep onto my dick because he's a good boy who's concerned about me and the danger i could pose by losing control" he'd probably… well, he'd probably say that out loud to anyone who asked. he's in a half-trance, mentally battling the crazy-making sword. lying is too much work.

Wouldn’t resisting Xin Mo’s influence be the mental and spiritual equivalent to training under 400x gravity or something? his wife-beam is going to be off the charts when he puts it down.

also also: who the hell dressed him like that? fucking shang qinghua, of course, after SQQ showed up in the northern palace to punish MBJ for hurting binghe in the conference. did the system explain shit to SQH? on the one hand, extremely funny if it updates him on the role change out of nowhere mid-alliance. on the other hand, extremely funny if he only finds out because Binghe is crying safely in Qing Jing while the scum villain apparently jumped into the abyss.

Here's another link to the original AU post! I've had it open on a tab all this time just so i could point to it when I was done, so make sure to check it out!

[andersonfilms]

❝ DO YOU FEEL ASHAMED? ❞ ✶ ELLIE WILLIAMS !

★⠀warning y disclaimers — eighteen+, ex!ellie, heavy angst, cheating, heartbreak, moving on, reader going through it, no happy ending y'all, this one has a little kick, ellie is a bit of a dirtbag in this, next time i write for her it'll be the most fluff.

RAYNE RAMBLES ★ wrote this last year after getting cheated on and it's just been sitting in my docs, forever. enjoy my pain?? idk, possible abby x reader sequel

ex!ellie who avoids you for a very long time after the breakup. she wishes it could be amicable between the two of you too, but it can't be. it never will be. ellie made sure of it. all of her belongings are still littered across your apartment, though her scent is gone, you still see her everywhere. you can't bring yourself to remove the framed photos of the two of you hanging across your home. she was happy, or so you thought, and you were. but today was the day. you were letting all of it go and her with it. your roommate had taken it all down for you, the strength to remove the past three years of your life just couldn't be found. 

ex!ellie who doesn't really want to think about the way you'll look at her. her emerald eyes were always your favorite, you used to go on about how much you love them. how soft they looked at you, the light shining beneath them whenever she said something stupid and ellie just waited for your giggle or a hint of it anyway. they used to be kind to you, careful, even calm but it didn't seam to be the case anymore. ellie knew you wouldn't be either — not after she’s hurt you. carelessly, abusing your kind-hearted spirit, turned you to something resembling unbridled rage with a large dosage of resentment. 

ex!ellie who is met with your roommate instead of you, before the door is slammed in her face. she expects to be met with sharp behavior. there wasn't a shadow of a doubt she did. ellie just wished it wasn't your best friend who she fucking hated. ellie never liked them. they never liked her and now she didn't have to hide it. what ellie couldn't stand was that they were right about her. three years in and instead of doing the decent thing, ellie chose to betray you. those closest to you were going to protect you from the enemy at all costs. the only you trust the most and cut you the deepest. as much as she despised it, it was all true. 

ex!ellie who eventually gets you, after you hear her voice carelessly arguing with your friend. you place a box at the entry in front of her feet, before you walk away. ellie peaks through one foot in the door, but then you're already back with the second box. ellie can see the tears in your eyes and you see the guilt in hers. almost shining brighter than the shame. she knows how much it hurts you, her being here, being so close but so unimaginably far away it makes you want to hurl. 

ex!ellie who watches you breathe deeply, your hands clenched into fists. before you're rubbing them at drained eyes, dark circles underneath them. she's to blame for everything you're going through. if she had just been honest from the beginning, maybe the two of you could've been friends and just left your love there. you were nothing but good to ellie, pure like white snow, and now the blood from her hands fell over you, staining you a violent red. you would never be pure again. no. not like before. you wouldn't ever blindly trust anyone just because you simply fell in love. putting yourself out like this again? no, you couldn't do it. 

ex!ellie who tries to speak with you, mouth open, but no words are able to come out. she tried her best to put off this moment, the confrontation of the aftermath, facing the fact she had treated you like an afterthought, but you were more than just a thought ellie had tried to push away. you were a person she had left abandoned. she had promised you the world and caved when the time came to give in. she become everything you feared she would be, tearing you in little shreds of yourself as you tried to piece back what she had broke. 

"you look like you haven't slept." ellie states, not really a question, but she almost phrases it as one. she doesn't have a right to ask. the two of you know she's forfeited knowing you, your life, how you're doing — she's the one whose damned it all. 

"i don't really. not right now at least." you look anywhere but her eyes, your eyes concentrating towards the freckles meticulously scattered along her shoulders, her cheeks, and along her button nose. “anyways, should be everything of yours. i’ll contact dina if anything else shows up.” your tone sharp, clearly cutting through. 

there’s no malice when you utter her girlfriend’s name, but ellie senses you’ll reserve the tone of betrayal just for her. she’s the one who abandoned her commitment to you. 

not dina. 

“can we talk? please?” ellie flashes her beautiful puppy eyes at you, once would make you melt, now you feel like throwing up.

“ellie.” there is it is, ellie thinks, betrayal and brutality laced in the voice who promised her a future. there once had been one, house, kids, a ring. it seems so silly now. it’s a warning the way you speak to her. don’t push your luck, williams. 

she’s with dina. why does she even care? 

she’d never seen you so upset, so vengeful, so tired of her. you weren’t lying when you never said you never wanted to see her again. every single beat of your heart meant it, the emotion cut off when you spoke to her, how you looked at her with this cold look in your eyes. arms crossed over your chest as if looking at her is the most taxing task in the world. 

ellie was supposed to not care. she couldn’t, yet it bothered her you clearly didn’t. 

“i have nothing i want to say, especially to you.” you bark, for the first time, ellie fears there might be a bite. 

“i-i know i fucked up, okay? i just can’t stand the thought of you fucking hating me.” ellie pleads, a longing look in her eyes. 

“well, i never thought i would, so i guess we’re all evolving and changing into horrible people.” you roll your eyes at her, watching as she struggles to pick up the boxes laid at her feet. 

you loath how much you want to help her, but don’t. 

you can’t. 

“you’re not horrible.” 

“well, you are.” your insult slapped her right across the face, the burning sensation stung but what hurt more was knowing you meant every word. 

“this isn’t fair, i know what i did was bad, but i told you the truth. i didn’t lie, i confessed. isn’t it worth for at least, i dont know, a little empathy? something?” ellie sighed deeply, shoulders tense from the altercation with you. “

“you didn’t tell me because you’re a honest person. it’s because i would have found out and you were scared.” you scoff. “fuck you. wanting brownie points for admitting you cheated? go to hell.” 

“what else could i have done? it was already too late.” ellie admits, shame laced in her eyes. you hope she feels every bit of shame for all the hell she’s put you through. 

“i wonder why it was too late?” your sarcasm slicing through the air. ellie finally managed to get a grasp on boxes in her shaky hands as she tried to not crumble under your death glare from hell. “i was the last one to show up at the party to your new fucking relationship. huh, guess i would be one not invited? some weird fucking placeholder until you found something better. right under my fucking nose.” 

she deserves every bit of it. 

painfully, you were met with silence. ellie couldn’t do anything, apologize in a way she hadn’t before, beg for forgiveness, grovel for your compassion. 

you were too angry, too heated, too fucking hurt. there’s only a split second of it, ellie almost missed it, but she saw it clearly. the gloomy blues hidden beneath your beautiful eyes, slowly becoming more evident. you’re trying your best to hide it beneath anger, mask it from her, but she sees it. 

tears building the more your voice escalates and ellie would truly hate herself if she made you cry in front of her, again. she’s can’t see you do it again. it’s the last thing she wants. she can’t keep hurting you. 

dina, fuck. she has to protect her. ellie’s unsure if you’ll lash out on here. you haven’t yet, but breakups pull the worst out of you and she’s fearful for the women she does love. 

“just…don’t take it out on dina, alright? if you wanna be mad, fine. as much as i wish i could fix it, i know nothing i can say or do will earn your trust back. okay?” 

your heart breaks at her instinct to protect dina, how she used to do the same for you. it nearly splits you into an abyss, cracking your soul just where she had nicked it. almost seemed intentional at this point. 

“i would never be mean to her. she didn’t promise me a future together, you did. hope you have lovely fucking life with her.” 

ex!ellie who is met with the wooden door being slammed in her face, nearly kissing her chin. she stayed there long enough to hear you cry, sitting on the concrete to hear the consequences of loving someone else who wasn’t her girlfriend, well now ex. she craved to punch something, someone. you whined, a name quietly dropped from your perfect lips, abby, your fucking best friend. she would be the one to comfort you, pick up the pieces of the wreckage ellie had left you with. it scorned her, letting a flame loose on her skin, with the thought of you with her. but she didn’t get to have feelings, she couldn’t be upset with how you chose to reassemble your sanity. not when she’s the one who broke you. even if it’s with the woman she always feared you love more than a friend.

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[b0tster]

As a "not contract bound" dev who works on a project that you are (I assume) completely in control of, how do you choose the release date and why'd you choose one before finishing the project? Asked not in a "why'd you do that to yourself" way but in a "I wanna understand what's the logical process behind it, maybe it is smart to do it and I wanna know why".

I thought that it'd be logical to first have a finished thing and then say that it'll be released at "date_name_wgenever", instead of setting a certain date and then crunching yourself to fit it. But maybe it helps you somehow to not overwork yourself on the project thinking that if you have all the time in the world, why not add a thing or two, which results in project taking forever to be marked complete, or maybe you just have a pet birthday at that date and wanna make it symbolical lol, idk.

let me be clear here

i am not crunching on bbkart, or any of my projects for that matter

---

now, with that out of the way, time to talk about time frames and productivity. our labor doesnt operate on a linear scale. spending a decade on a game compared to a year will not mean that that game will be 10 times bigger. humans just dont work like that.

something ive picked up over the years is that productivity is like a gas: it will expand to fit the box its put in.

if u give urself infinite time, the gas will just dissipate. but of course if u squeeze it into a release thats too tight, u get an explosion (crunch).

now, im more of a 'find the fun' kinda developer. i make my tools and mechanics based on a loose concept and then decide what the game will be after once i have everything in front of me. in that initial period i do not set a release date, its impossible to predict how a games dev cycle will play out, so i dont bother and just focus on finding whats fun.

once the final game actually starts to take shape, i am capable of making an informed decision on how much labor is needed to finish, and i set an internal date that i do not make public. once im a few months out from that date, i will make an adjustment if neccesary (both bbpsx and kart had their internal date pushed back by a month) and then announce it. that sets it in stone and I have a runway to release.

mark darrah (bioware) talks about something he calls the 'hockey stick', which is the idea that once u get to a certain point, completion urgency kicks in and u get the drive to make the decisions neccesary to finish the game. cut this, reroute focus to that, crunch on this (dont do that last one, ever, but its important to bring up where crunch manifests. some advice: you either cut or you crunch. choose cut).

darrah talks about how to trigger completion urgency (one example is making a demo, be it publically released or exclusive to an event) and the fact of the matter is that a deadline will do it. of course, if completion urgency kicks in too close to the deadline, you get crunch, but if it kicks in earlier u will get things done in a way that doesnt leave permanent damage on your body and mind.

i know this is a very long winded answer, but i hope i was thorough enough to explain the benefits of setting a deadline and how that doesnt always have to end in crunch, like the question implied.

[ronance4everbrainrot]

MMMMore incorrect quotes from Merlin Academy! (with ships) Long post

Maleficent: Listen, we’re done, we’re over! Okay?

Hades: Whatever bitch, you ain’t never gonna find no one like me.

Maleficent: Yeah, that's the point shithead!

(gasp the IT-couple has broken up. I have a feeling it could be like Jade and Beck but they are both Jade)

---

Fay: Fight me!

Hades: Ha, look at your size! What are you gonna do, kick my ankle?

*Later*

Morgie: Why is Hades crying?

Maleficent: Fay kicked them really hard on the ankle.

(Maleficent was impressed)

---

Fay: Why are we friends?

Maleficent: Poor decisions on your part.

(like either of you don't like each other. Ha ha)

---

Fay: So, I heard you like bad girls… I time travel in Animal Crossing.

(I don't even know what that means but okay)

---

Fay: Maleficent.. I'm gonna cry!

Maleficent: Please don't.

Fay, crying: Request denied.

---

Maleficent: I never understood why people cared so much about their dumb friends until I got a dumb friend myself.

Maleficent: *Picks up Fay*

Maleficent: I’ve only befriended Fay for a day and a half, but if anything happened to them I would kill everyone in this room and then my self.

(Only she is allowed to bully Fay)

---

Uliana: I'm bored.

Maleficent: Wanna commit first degree murder?

Uliana: Sure!

Ella, hearing them: No- Stop, don't do that! Put that knife down! Put Bridget down!!

(She is the mom of the group for some reason)

---

Ella: Don’t say a word.

Bridget: Fergalicious.

Ella: Bridget, I said no words.

Bridget: Oh, I see how it works. Two weeks ago, we’re playing Scrabble, it’s not a word, now suddenly it is a word because it’s convenient for you.

(Canon)

---

Bridget: Can you cut me some slack, Ella? I’m sort of in love.

Ella: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem.

Bridget: I’m in love with you.

Ella: *blushes* Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

(duh)

---

Charming: The moon looks beautiful, doesn’t it?

Bridget, looking at Charming: Yeah… but do you know what’s more beautiful?

Bridget and Charming in unison: *sighs* Ella

(🎶I'm sorry that you 🤭 seem to be confused 🤔 she belongs to me 🧐 that girl is mine 😑 🎶 honestly that song has been playing in my head for a while for no reason) (it's now making me realize how Bridgella is kinda giving "it's over isn't it" idk why)

---

Ella: A mouse!

Maleficent, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll stab you.

Hades, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal!

Bridget, giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy.

Morgie gasping: It's Ratatouille!

Hook: His name is Remi, dummy.

Ella: ...I was going to say to just trap it and throw it out the window... what is wrong with you people.

(I just had to. Also she is excluding Bridget from that statement)

---

Hook, to Morgie: I'll be under the mistletoe when you start feeling desperate!

(yeah)

---

Uliana: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, its “intelligent” and “really cool”.

Uliana: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.

(I mean that thing with the flamingo feathers was your fault 🤷)

---

Bridget: Hey, Ella, have you thought about having children?

Ella: ...

Ella: Does looking over you and the others not seem like I already do? Because I promise you, it sure feels like it.

Hook: But we're not childr-

Ella, already distracted: HADES, PUT THE FIRE DOWN!

(again. She is the mom of the group for some reason. Give her a rest)

---

Morgie: Hello friends!

The Squad:

Morgie: You might be wondering why I’m taped to the ceiling

(you'd think it was Hades and Hook. But they are just as amused and surprised. Idk how Morgie made that happen)

---

Uliana: I should've left you on that street corner where you were standing.

Morgie: But ya' didn't!

(canon? It is now)

---

Hook: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles.

Ella: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one?

Hook: Seize the dick.

(Slay King Slay)

---

Bridget: *Gets down on one knee*

Uliana: Oh my god! It’s finally happening!

Bridget: *Collapses*

Uliana: The poison’s kicking in!

(Yeah. Honestly. It's got something. But idk)

---

Fay: Where have you been all day?

Bridget: Oh, just dealing with things way beyond my maturity level.

(like having broken up without actually dating because it was just a one sided homoerotic friendship)

---

Ella: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this...

Bridget: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card?

Ella: Holy moly-

(See what I mean. Also canon)

---

Hook, Hades and Morgie in the back of Ella's car: MCDONALDS! MCDONALDS! MCDONALDS!

Bridget/Fay: We have food at home.

Ella/Uliana/Maleficent: *pulls into the McDonald's drivethrough*

Hades/Hook/Morgie: YAYYYYYY!

Ella/Uliana/Maleficent: *orders one black coffee and leaves*

(Ha Ha. Sad)

---

Hades: Legend says that when you can’t sleep, it means you’re awake in someone else’s dreams.

Hades: When I find out who you are, I’m going to punch you in the face.

(um. It's not me....I swear)

---

Uliana: I love sarcasm! It’s like punching people in the face, but with words!

(not like you can easily punch others with your eight arms)

---

Uliana: Stop failing.

Hades: Don’t tell me what to do! I'll fail right now!

Hades: *Succeeds*

Hades: Dang it!

(he finally realized he's a god. But still failed not to listen)

---

Bridget: Morgie told me that brown is just navy orange, and I have never been more disappointed with something I agree with.

(omg I'm a navy ginger)

---

Ella: *sneaking in through their window*

Bridget: *turning in their chair and flicking the light one* You want to tell me where you've been all night?

Ella: I was with Charming?

Charming: *turning in their chair* Wanna try again?

(Gasp. What was Ella doing 👀)

---

Ella: I can’t believe we have to be stuck in this room together!

Uliana, swallowing the key: Truly (poor) unfortunate (soul).

(oh. She was stuck with Uliana...ALSO WHAT- ULIANA?! THE KEY? 😭 Nah)

---

Uliana: I thought you were going to give me a book recommendation or something.

Ella: *laughs* Book recommendation? I can’t read!

(new HC: Ella can't read. Or more like, has a hard time with it. Idk lol.)

---

Ella: I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck.

(absolutely)

---

Morgie: Don’t mansplain this to me!

Uliana: Wh- I’m a woman! I can't mansplain anything to you!

Morgie: …Well, I’m a feminist, and I believe a woman can do anything a man does!

(he's got the spirit)

---

Hook: I made lightly fried fish fillets for dinner.

Morgie: Dude, It’s 1:15 am, what the fuck.

Hook: Do you want the lightly fried fish fillets or not.

Morgie: Well, I mean yeah.

Hook: So come downstairs while they’re still hot.

Morgie: Wait, you just made them?

Hook: Yeah, I wasn’t tired so I decided to make lightly fried fish fillets.

Morgie: Say lightly fried fish fillets one more time James.

(Morgie uses Dude romantically. And when he's annoyed at Hook he calls him by his first name)

---

Bridget: My level of gay has reached “sighing deeply whenever anything extremely heterosexual happens near me”.

(that's me with movies/series. She's definitely not talking about Ella and Charming)

---

*The Squad when asked about their earlier confession of love*

Ella: Yeah, you're lucky. I like you.

Bridget: I'd understand if you didn't feel the same way...

Fay: *has a panic attack* What confession?

Hook: *winks* I know, babe. You like me too.

Hades: So what? Are you going to date me or not?

Uliana: It was a dare.

Maleficent: Your smile is like a magic spell, and it's annoying me daily

Charming: Let's flip a coin. Heads I'm yours. Tail you're mine.

Morgie: Relationships are like a walk in the park. Jurassic park.

(I added the last three myself because I wanted them all to have one. What do you think? Accurate?)

---

Ella: Here's two facts about me.

Ella: 1. I hate hot people/royalty

Ella: 2. I'm a hypocrite.

(canon)

---

Fay: You saved me! Why?

Hades: People would think I murdered you if I didn't.

(people being Maleficent, also Ella and Bridget)

---

Hope you liked it!

Does Uliana have a crush on Ella? Maybe. Does Ella like her back? Absolutely not.

Ok byeee

[kaq3yma]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑 ft yamato endo

syn: could he a be a good judge of character after all?

⸻ contains: slight yandere tendencies, reader is mentioned to be a cashier, and languages.

qeena's brief note: yippieeeee finally wrapped up my endo fic AND slightly yandere endo (๑-﹏-๑) wowzwowzzz but honestly idk how i feel about this um whether i like it or not BUT i dont hate it rofl anyway no long note this time, im keeping it "brief" (๑>؂•̀๑) so lemme know what you guys think of this, thank you, i love you, reblogs and comments are very much appreciated and happy reading xoxo 🩷💚

It's that one time, that one time he walk around amidst of the night trying to find an open store to buy fireworks for Takiishi. He stop in his trance, gaze swept away by a solitary store stood out among the dimly light streets. His feet brought him almost leisurely to the front door and that's when he saw you, working through the racks to fill up stocks.

When he pushes the door open, the automatic bell chime and you turn around "Welcome..." The corner of his eyes crease as he smile at you "Hey, do you guys have any fireworks in 'ere?" Yeah, it's not everyday a weird looking guy with weird tattoos litter across his body come in the middle of the night asking for fireworks "Yeah, sure..." He follows you to the farthest corner of the store where you kept them "Is there anything else?" The man turn to you, shaking his head "That'll be all,"

You rushes back to the counter, patiently waiting for him to come back and pay "Y/n..." Your eyes widen, and as you look up, you're surprised to see him leaning down to your face very closely. His eyes concentrated on your tag. You ring every bit of his items as quickly as you could "That'll be 507¥." He huff, taking the bag from you and leave.

You really thought it'll be the last time you see him...

But no, the weird man keep coming back, not to buy fireworks or anything, just to loiter around and pester you with your works and because it's in the middle of the night, there's barely any customers in the store which leave you not to only listen to his constant yapping but to reluctantly accompany him as well "Don't you have anything else to do?" He point at the cup of noodle he site on the table "Besides eating?" You groaned, shaking your head "No. Besides bothering me." He snickers, taking a noisy slurp of his noodle "I do. Following Takiishi around."

You look at him, confused but you dismissed the thought straight away "Whatever, I'm going back to work, if you're finish eating, leave." He pout, putting down the utensils he's using "You're mean. I'm a customer, y'know?" You sway your head at him "You make me pay for you everytime, you fool." He breaks into a fit of laughter, watching you mad is so hilarious.

The next night, he strides to the familiar route of your shop, face bruised and nose trickled with stained blood. The prior incident flashes in his mind once again.

He was with Takiishi like usual, tailing behind the poker-faced male wherever he go without question. The duo browse a town with its street swarming with delinquents and thugs. Endo didn't mind and he's sure as hell Takiishi didn't mind it either but when one of the men purposefully pick a fight with Takiishi, Endo decided to step up for him instead and he got a harsh blow from Takiishi "Don't intervene." Another blow, his face spotted with sheepish smile and blood smearing out every cuts as Takiishi continue to beat the tattooed male.

"Why am I going to her, anyway?" He didn't understand why his feet brought him to you. He knew what you're like, indiffirent and without a doubt, he can guarantee you couldn't care less about the bruises on his face, so why is he here? In front of your work place, damaged face grinning without a thought. He opens the door, greeting you with that same crazed smile.

"Welcome...!" Your eyes widen upon seeing the state he's in "What the fuck happened to you?" He chortle, bringing one hand to touch a singular cut on his face which causes him to wince terribly "... That hurts." He couldn't properly registered what was happening until you pull him to a nearby table and sat him down "Of course, it hurts, you prick. You leave the wounds untended!" He watch you move around the store, going to the back room and came back with a first aid kit "You're so careless..." You sighed, lift the lid of the box and start tending him.

A deep gash across his cheek, several cuts and scratches covering his forehead and temple, nose trickled in crimson and eyes almost swollen "Just what the hell did you get yourself into..." You graze alcoholic pad across the wound to clean it, damping ointment gently over the cuts and scratches and finally, you put one last bandaid below his eye, on the apple of his cheek "All done."

Your eyes flutter forward to him, only then did you realized just how close you both are. Your eyes expanded and you almost fall back in shock but he caught you, rolling into laughter "Why are you red?" There's that, that hint of mockery lacing in his undertone "Shut up, asshole. You didn't even thank me for stitching you up." You look away from him, well, he wanted to tease you some more by how red and incredibly cute you look at this moment but uncharacteristically, he stayed quiet.

"Thanks," You look up, awkwardly coughed out fake coughs "D-Don't mention it, just buy me something next time." You pick up the first aid kit and leave back to the cashier.

He leave the store, heart pounding within its cage, he can feel himself shuddering to the bone at the slightest remembrance of you. Yes, he likes you, he think he wants to make you his, he think you are so perfect... Don't tell Takiishi but, now, you're his number one.

And yes, he indeed still is a bad judge of character.

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 is open. all rights reserved goes to @kaq3yma on tumblr.

[toruro]

idk what the game is called but you know that game where you put your hands behind your back and kiss your partner and see who can go longer without touching the other person. i can't stop of doing this with mingyu. because you just wanna tease and see how long he can last since he's always so touchy and usually over you with zero self control

too hot

pairing. k. mingyu x reader tags. suggestive, fluff

"what exactly am i getting out of this again?" mingyu asks, quirking an eyebrow as you settle down on his lap on the couch. you roll your eyes, pinching his cheek.

"my happiness," you tell him, but his huff tells you he'd like a better answer. "okay fine, you can cum inside me."

"babe," he whines, "i always cum inside you."

"touché," you reply cheekily.

"i'm serious! this is stupid," mingyu groans, placing his hands on your hips.

"hey," you frown, holding his wrists and lifting his hands off of you. "please...for me?"

"i wanna touch you," he states shamelessly, and you blush at his honesty.

"trust me, it'll be...cute. and fun," you tell him with a shrug. mingyu pouts, and you roll your eyes once again. "fine. i'll suck you off if you win," you cave in, although deep down you know that you'd end up doing that no matter the result, heat pooling at the base of your tummy just thinking about your mouth stuffed with his cock. fuck, you're making this harder for yourself.

mingyu grins at your proposition, nodding his head happily, putting his hands down on the cushions by your side. "ready?" he asks, and somehow it feels like the tables have turned as you shyly nod.

and now that mingyu has a goal in mind, he'll do anything to get what he wants. diving in to capture your lips, mingyu is hungry as he kisses you. it's so hot and desperate right off the bat that you're finding it difficult to keep up.

usually, you'd knot your fingers into his hair, let him use his own hands to guide you, control you—but now there isn't any of that as his tongue licks against yours. your hands by your side are growing ever so restless, and having them play with the hem of your shirt just isn't enough to keep them occupied.

now mingyu is pretty much in the same boat—he's driven by the idea of getting to possibly fuck your throat after this but now...now that's all he can think about. and all he want's to do is to shove a hand up your shirt, play with your tits, make you gasp 'n' moan 'n' have you on your knees for him but he realizes that until you give in, he can't.

his cock is throbbing at the thought of running his hands all up over you, yet that's the only thing that he can't do, and it's driving him fucking crazy.

but then mingyu feels you shift in his lap and he smiles against your lips. you aren't having an easy time either, and mingyu knows that neither of you will be able to hold out much longer.

you're growing wet, and mingyu's cock is growing harder and harder and—fuck—if he wouldn't already have your lips wrapped around his dick if you both weren't so stubborn—

you're both going crazy, but it's safe to say no matter who's winning, you'll both get what you want by the end of it.

[bellyasks]

feedees with a belly so achy they've got tears in their eyes and their feeder can either be more sympathetic and gentle or more taunting and rough

[idk how rough u wanted so warning for some mean feeder/belly torture-type stuff]

Things for a feeder to do:

NICE:

Give their belly a gentle massage, taking care not to press too hard or move too fast

Put together a cozy nest for them to snuggle up in while they let their belly settle

Get them a soothing cup of tea or another favorite remedy, perhaps even gently feeding them sips

Hold them gently, stroking their back and rubbing their hair, their tummy too tender to touch

Run them a warm bath to soothe their sore belly and take some of the heaviness from it

NOT-SO-NICE:

Pat their belly repeatedly like a drum, perhaps exploring the different sounds different areas make

Hug them with mock gentleness, deliberately squeezing a little too long and a little too hard

Sweetly plead for them to eat a little more, even though their tummy clearly can't take it

Use their belly as a pillow, laying the full weight of their head and maybe even some of their body on it

Squeeze whichever area of their belly is less swollen, forcing all the outward pressure into the fuller part

Things for a feeder to say:

NICE:

"Aw, sweetheart, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let you push yourself so far."

"Come here, just come snuggle up with me and we'll have you feeling better in no time."

"Why don't you lay down and I'll get something to settle your belly a little, alright?"

"Don't worry, it'll pass. I'm here, I'll wait it out with you."

"Oh, poor thing, your tummy sounds so upset. Come here, let me feel."

NOT-SO-NICE:

"Sounds like you really need to burp. I bet a nice big squeeze would help get some of that pressure out."

"Oh, please, you're fine. It's not like you're gonna explode. Probably not, anyway."

"Aw, come on, I bet you can fit a little more. All that rumbling means it's digesting, right?"

"What, it hurts when I do that? What about when I do this?"

"Come on, just finish this last plate, then I'll rub your belly, alright?"

[emperor-palpaminty]

Tender

look there is a stunning lack of Price content and i am here for that and I am trying to procrastinate. so have some price snacks. not NSFW but also, kinda suggestive? some kissy? smoochie?? implying??? idk?

Price x female lawyer reader, because for some reason Price and a lawyer would go well together in my head. leave me alone. Also my inbox is open. Enjoy the trainwreck

also @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world-come and get ya juice

"Go on." Price held out the long, velvety box. "Open it."

She blinked. Her expression shifted from one of surprise into suspicion, lips pursing. "Why?"

A chuckle left his lips. "You gotta ask questions for everything?" Price shook the box slightly, raising his eyebrows in a tantalizing manner. "You could just open it, find out what's inside."

"But," A cheeky grin flickered to that smart and witty mouth. "I like asking you questions."

"You're a lawyer, not a detective." Price annunciated with the box. "One of two options here, oh, esteemed prosecutor of the court: Either I open it, or you do." She hummed in response as Price ran a thumb over the soft and plush surface of the lid, his voice softening in the way that only this woman could bring out. "What'll it be?"

Her eyes flickered from the box to his face. The dark glint of intrigue laid dormant in her eyes, stirring at the mystery. Slowly, her fingers reached out and took the box from him. "It's heavy."

"Nothing you don't deserve." Price leaned on the cool marble countertop, watching her face as she opened the lid. His lips quirked sightly into a smile.

Her mouth opened in disbelief, and she sucked in a breath. "Oh! John." She glanced up at him and ran her fingers over the white pearls of the necklace. "John. You shouldn't have." Her fingers twitched, and a nervous laugh left her throat. "Oh, my god. You really shouldn't have- It'll break if I touch it."

"No, no." Price grinned and stood up fully, walking behind her. "Let's get it on you."

A soft giggle left the woman in front of him as she took her hair and pulled it off her shoulders, away from her neck. "You really didn't have to." Her cheeks were curved into a wide smile, and her hands held her hair away.

Price reached down around her and picked up the necklace, eyes skimming her neck. She was a beautiful, classy, bold woman, and she deserved all he could buy her and more. "I did have to, love." Price pulled the string of pearls gently around her neck- they sat like they belonged there. The clasp held tight, and his fingers smoothed over the side of her neck, admiring the gentle slope of it. She tilted her head to the side with an inviting hum. Price leaned down, his hands trailing down her arms, fingers running over the silky fabric of her blouse. "Because," He started, even though she hadn't asked. "Every time someone looks at you, or someone thinks that you're a hot lawyer, or wants to ask you out-" He tugged on the necklace as he kissed the smooth skin of her neck. She sighed, hands pressing on the counter. "You have something that shows everyone that you have someone at home waiting for ya."

His kisses were sweet, slow, and gentle. "My girl." Price hummed against her jaw. He was a military captain- tough, coarse, had been covered in blood and valor. And yet here he was, any sense of his self unraveling at her- damn lawyers, probably, doing what they did best, getting at his last nerve. Only she did it in a much better way.

She laughed, turning and reaching up to hold his face. The necklace looked good on her- the creamy luster from each pearl shone in how she turned her head. Her lips were parted, breathless, as she pulled him in, kissing him.

Price was never one to argue with her. His hands ran up her back, fingers tangling in the material. She still tasted like the glass of white wine, the perfume from her day at work still wafting off her. Price broke the kiss, only briefly, to turn his head and cover her mouth once again with his own. She sighed into him, fingers grasping his shirt.

Price bent down and picked her up by her knees, promptly lowering her on the counter. "My girl," He repeated again, the words reverberating against her laugh as his fingers worked at the buttons on her shirt.

She laughed, reaching up and grasping his jaw, pulling him back in for more. "Your girl."

[featherdusterbelphie]

drew WHB Belphie pre-debut because yes?!

Very long discussion under the cut vvv

HE IS HERE YESS (even though he is very late)

I'm very excited for when he drops even though it'll definitely take me a while before I actually get him because I'm f2p only and I have shitty gacha luck hahaha...

Anyway, here are my theories: for some reason, I have a feeling that he's very mean? Or like, he's one of those who will bully MC LOL

(though I can't tell if it's bully because he likes mc, or bully because that's just how he is)

Idk, I just think he'll be prickly because of the piercings. He has so many! Four helix piercings on both ears?! Also, it looks like he's wearing a windbreaker? Or some sporty jacket which makes me think jock...which is also not very sloth-like lmao. It reminds me of typical gangster characters like Draken from Tokrev.

(Though that will be a very interesting character but it's risky since we already have Levi and not everyone likes him <3 the reason why I didn't draw him very gangster-like is that someone said that he kinda looks inspired by Vkei and I wanted to incorporate that somehow)

I also think he'll have a very... interesting personality. I've drawn him all crazy in the second pic, but very relaxed and a little tired? in the first. That's because I really like drowsy/sleepy eyes and also because he's the representative of the sin sloth so it makes sense. As for the crazy one..I also think that aside from the mean attitude, he'll have a very energetic/eccentric personality based on the art. Like he'll be all up in your face talking about the weirdest shit because he wants to get a reaction. Or he's just one very informed and knowledgeable king who has many, many secrets.

Speaking of secrets, there is his hands. I know the other kings also have hands in their teasers, but with Belphie, I think the hands have more significance. Because like, why is it covering up most of his face??? The other kings at least have an eye, nose and/or mouth showing through the fingers, but Belphie only has his left eye with two pupils. I'm starting to think he's very secretive or mysterious. Maybe he's a reclusive king and that's why not a lot of demons know about him or his country? Or maybe he's as strict and 'militaristic' as Nifleheim's description says of their country? Or maybe he has a scar that he's covering up? Idk but I am gonna be disappointed if it turns out to be a red herring >:(

Oh, and another thing about the hands— I might be grasping at straws here but the fingers look like teeth. The way they're intertwined in front of his face makes it look like teeth, making me think either he has very sharp teeth or his idiosyncrasy is related to teeth (i know, this is beyond grasping at straws now).

Also, I didn't draw his horns because I have no idea how to draw his horns. I can't see it at all in the teaser art unless it's this thing beside one of his hands which is....?? I'm not sure. Because if that's so then he's similar to Valefor with a horn in his eye (correct me if I'm wrong huhu) and if that's the case, then he has a very cool design that's very unique from all the current kings (including Asmo if they're going to reuse the design they had of him from Love Unholyc)

Unless his horn is the black halo above his head? In which case, how the fuck is that connected to his head?? Or is it floating with magic?? I don't understand. Why the halo? Is he connected to the angels in some way? A traitor, perhaps? Is he somehow related to the angelification stuff that I barely know anything about?

ALSO ALSO what's with the Roman numeral six on his forehead??? Is that just a random tattoo or will that mean something lore-wise? If so, does that mean he's the sixth king to be before Lucifer? (this is assuming Luci is the last king and Asmo is the first king) Or is this a hint that he's the sixth king MC visits/breaks the contract with? If it's the latter...then I don't know if I have enough patience to play through however many chapters it will take until we get to Niflheim...and also...my phone storage can't handle it eheu

It could also just not be a Roman numeral six and it could be a Latin word/quote that I have no idea about because it's hidden by his hands. Salvi is the only Latin word I could think of with 'vi' but that means 'saved' and I don't know how that works with Belphie. Because then he got saved?? By who?? And why would he need saving?

So many questions and so many ideas, I wonder when they'll officially introduce him (hopefully not next year...).

Also, does anyone know when Lucifer's selfie card goes into the normal banners? Because I don't see him there and the only thing I'm sure will go into the normal banners is Levi's school card which will be three months from now iirc.

NEXT >>

[reactionimagesdaily]

REACTION IMAGES BLOG PATCH NOTES (aka the 10k follower celebrations got out of hand)

Hey everyone!

So it's been a hot minute since I announced that we passed 10,000 followers on here! I'm sure... well, I'm actually sure that most people won't be TOO fussed either way, but I did say I was gonna do some stuff, and I wanna stick to my word if nothing else xD

So! Let the celebrations begin! Firstly, I'm announcing a new QnA (I love those things) that'll last,,,, I'll say 2 weeks and go from there. Feel free to ask me about whatever you want!! If you want to cater to me specifically, my current big interests are Baldur's Gate 3, Cyberpunk 2077, Mass Effect, and uuuuh Halo. (Also Bionicle remains a constant.) (Lots of scifi videogame stuff at the moment...)

[IK there's still some stuff in the inbox I need to answer/respond to you - I promise I'll get to those as well <3 thank you so much for your patience, if you've been waiting]

Secondly, here's a new song cover! IDK how many of you have played the game Divinity: Original Sin 2, but here's me singing Lohse's song; Sing For Me.

Thirdly: here's a new gimmick blog! I Was Not Joking. (Though, for my sanity, it's gonna be weekly instead of daily.) I'll be posting the images I have saved in my folder called 'feral screenshots' - it'll basically be a collection of cursed images/images with strange auras. I wanna say y'all know the ones, but if you don't, then here's an example of what we're dealing with:

[Image ID: a person floating in a rubber ring in a swimming pool. On their head is what looks like a life-size Lego head.]

Introduciiiiing the Weekly Weird Images blog!

And Fourthly! It is my great pleasure to announce that we're adding alt text to all the images on this blog! Sorry it took so long to get round to T_T

And yes - I do mean we! To write out all the alt text for these images, I've on-boarded minion-in-chief/court jester aplomb @tizzytinkertilly! I (the reaction images guy) will still be handling every other part of the blog - she'll just be doing that bit. For the sake of my sanity xD

This is kind of a big change - both the addition of alt text, and the fact that this blog is no longer a single-person operation - so for the foreseeable future, the queue's been tweaked so that we only post 2 images a day instead of 4. (Fun fact! 2 images a day was the original MO of this blog, and then covid happened and I was like "I'll make it 4 a day because it'll be a nice thing to do for everyone while they're miserable in this pandemic :)" and then I never stopped (although you could argue that the pandemic never stopped either).) Maybe if/when we fall into a good routine and feel like we can do more, we can bump the rate of images back up, but right now this is a teething phase and I'm keen to slow things down for a little bit. :P (Tumblr has made some WEIRD mechanical choices for group blogs, I'll be honest.)

And, uh, yeah, that's all! Let the QnA begin- Hope y'all enjoy the song cover- Hope y'all enjoy the additional blog- A big welcome to Tinks and to alt text! Happy 10k followers, everybody!

[epiclamer]

I've never asked if anyone could write something before so sorry if...idk how I could mess this up but if anyone could it'll be me. 😌

You may have done this already but...What about a villian that is forced to commit crimes because of their parents, they have been told they have to hurt hero, they don't do it and get punished, hero finds them later?

Also I love your writting, you seem like a pretty cool person to be around 😎

Damnnnnn alright anon. This is good. And thank you!

Part 2 Part 3

Parental Pressure

The last thing Hero had expected on their late night walk to clear their cluttered mind was to run into Villain who seemed to be doing the same. It was too late for either of them to be out, but that hadn’t stopped the pair.

Villain stood, wide eyes and blinking at their nemesis, a large duffel bag slung over their shoulder and an oversized sweatshirt practically swallowed them whole. The criminal was young, younger than the other ones Hero had fought and it made them pathetically sympathetic.

Hero remembered being that kid. That kid who would do anything for a bit of praise. Thankfully, in order to get that praise Hero became a saviour, while Villain headed down the darker path.

“Villain. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Subconsciously, Hero’s hands drifted to where their handcuffs usually sat—a movement that did not go unnoticed on the other’s behalf.

The criminal took a step back, both hands bracing the bag that tilted themselves slightly to the left as if they were going to make a run for it. They looked fearful, nervous, bouncing on the balls of their feet as their jaw hung slack.

“Hm?”

Villain spluttered, taking another step away as they tried to come up with an explanation for their midnight stroll. “I-I… u-uh… well—”

Hero was patient with the younger one, the corners of their mouth tugging into a small smile. They couldn’t help but recognize themselves in the reflection of their eyes and demeanor.

It was all too familiar.

“I-I can’t be here.” The villain announced, turning on their heel and shuffling quickly down the sleeping street and away from Hero.

A sharp pain in Hero’s heart resonated throughout them, it was dumb, it was so insatiably dumb to feel this way for a kid, for a villain. But the hero just couldn’t help it.

“Hey, Villain!”

Rushing after the criminal, Hero stumbled slightly, mumbling something under their breath about the city needing to rework their sidewalks as they finally caught up. Placing one hand on the villains shoulder to halt them in their escape, Villain froze immediately.

“Hey, relax. I’m not going to arrest you, I just want to talk.” When the villain said nothing in return, still stuck like a statue, Hero further explained themselves. “Look, we haven’t gotten to know each other yet and honestly I’m not very fond of using strangers as punching bags. Walk with me?”

Villain still didn’t move, Hero’s hand sat comfortably on their shoulder as they tousled them slightly. The villain couldn’t help but flinch at that, whimpering just the tiniest bit under their breath that Hero was sure it was simply the sound of passing wind.

“S-So what? You prefer beating on t-the people you know and l-love?”

Hero chuckled, giving the other another soft pat on the shoulder, forcing the villain to pull away entirely as they winced. That seemed... wrong.

“Hah, that’s not what I meant. I’d just like to be something more along the lines of... frenemies? If that’s the right term, it’ll save you some jail time and beatings in the long run, promise.” Hero’s words were playful, but there was an edge this time, they were scanning. Watching the villain’s every move and looking for the inconsistencies in their behavior.

The hero counted one for the way Villains breath hitched when the hero mentioned a beating. The bag slung over their shoulder and the fear in their eyes was starting to solve a puzzle in Hero’s mind, but they were still missing a piece. So they pressed on.

“Thanks, b-but no thanks. I have to go. I-If you’ll excuse me--”

Hero reached out again, “Hold on.” but Villain was slippery. Maneuvering out of the crime-stoppers grasp and bolting down the street.

The hero looked down at the palm of their hand under the dim street lamp, it was softly tainted red, a colour that hadn’t been present before and suddenly Hero was racing after the villain. Chest heaving as they watched the small dark figure ahead of them dart in and between parked vehicles, if Villain decided to take a short-cut Hero would lose them in a second.

They needed to catch up and fast.

Villain continued through the city, searching for an opening, somewhere they could hide or escape their pursuer. But no opportunity presented itself. And with the slow bleeding and re-opening of the wounds across their body and the heavy bag weighing them down, Villain was starting to worry.

Fortunately, their worries were cut short. Unfortunately, it was because Hero had caught up as they slammed into the villain, knocking the air out of their lungs and their feet from the ground. Sending the pair flying as they rolled in a pile to the ground.

The villain screamed as their body crumpled to the floor, it was loud for a second and then silent as they bit into their fist. They couldn’t show weakness, not around Hero.

On the other hand, hero recovered quickly, bouncing up off the ground as they rushed to the villains side. Pinning their arms down as they both struggled to catch their breath, Villain shook like a leaf under their nemesis but that didn’t loosen Hero’s grip.

“Let me g-go!”

Hero glared at their enemy, consequently shutting them up and causing the beginning of tears to brim their eyes.

“You’re coming with me.” Villain opened their mouth to interject, but Hero continued. “And you better not try and bullshit your way out of this. You’re going to explain everything to me on the way back, and that includes why the fuck you are bleeding through your sweatshirt.”

Hero grappled the struggling Villain until they were comfortably stuck in their arms. Holding them tight until the villain yelped and pleaded for mercy.

“Understood?”

The villain had never nodded so fast in their entire life.

[bonzos-number-1-fan]

TMAGP 20 Thoughts: Imagine Joke Here

Another act over and another long few weeks to wait for more. Although I don't really have a lot to say on this one. It's very explicit and I didn't really love it. Also I'm writing this 10 mins before I get into bed so I don't really want to spend a lot of time on it.

Spoilers for episode 20 below the cut.

Everyone is finally being open about the whole obviously fucked up stuff going on. So that's nice to see. Alice being scared for her friends obviously means she's evil. Celia flat out stating the Magnus Institute is probably evil and up to world ending things so needs to be destroyed, and then swiftly brushing off any follow ups, was very fun too. It does all seem a little bit too obvious to me though and does clash somewhat with Lena's idea that the OIAR is about balance. So hopefully it's not a case of "the protags all work for a big evil thing".

I don't have much of anything to say about the incident though. I don't think it gave us much new to go on and I didn't really enjoy it. Most of that is because I think Ink5oul came off as pretty weird and stilted. However, unlike a lot of what I've been seeing said about the performance I don't think it was bad acting. I think it was pretty good acting but without the necessary context to sell that well. I'm fairly sure the reason why they come off that was is because Ink5oul is fronting to try and intimidate Gwen. There is a fairly noticeable change is how they annunciate and stress words as the "statement" goes on. They've very aggressive to start with and it starts to drop as they get more sincere, and then it comes back at the end. It's just that when you don't have that sincere baseline to reference when they're doing a fairly bad attempt at sounding harder than they are, it sort of just comes across as bad acting. Because, well, it is. It's just bad acting from the character not bad acting from the actor. Doesn't mean I thought it was all that great to listen but y'know.

As for that cliff hanger. I'm pretty sure nothing is going to come of it. I think it'll be another fun trauma for Gwen but not anything with lasting damage. The only other thing to really touch on is why Ink5oul spilled their guts like that. It could be a Fr3-d1 thing, or a .JMJ thing, or a combo thing. Or something else entirely. It's not like we've not seen compelled answers before. Hell, it was literally in the trailer for the show. It does seem sort of out of nowhere though and the least organic delivery thus far. So something's going on.

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Incident/CAT#R#DPHW Master Sheet and Terminology Sheet

DPHW Theory: 2534 seems about right. IDK, not much to say on that really.

CAT# Theory: 1 is kind of interesting but I don't know that I want to harp on that any more. I'm convinced it's not Person/Place/Object and think I've done a good job of explaining that. At least not if you take the information at face value and don't assume big portions are wrong. Things like this only further convince me but I'm not sure there is much merit is getting into those things.

R# Theory: AB isn't any crazy for this one really. Seems about on the level of the other AB.

Header talk: Transformation (tattoo) -/- Social Media (influencer). These things are such bullshit. Although there is now no denying that this is either a very modern categorisation system or one that updates. Social media has none of the wiggle room "influencer" had a few episodes back.