#as i said hectic day

[debrogliebitch]

Day 2/100: Jan 18, 2024

Two consecutive all nighters and I'm really tired but at least my syllabus is on track now, so that's something

-> all in all a very hectic day and my teachers refuse to give the test schedule for next week; so I'm flying in all blind without any planning or anything and it sucks but what can you do right

[raineandsky]

#120

When the villains caught wind of a new hero on the team, they’d all taken interest. When someone came back claiming he’s blind, it’d sparked a whole new debate.

Straightforward, they’d all said. He won’t even see us coming. They’d laughed at how easy it’d seemed.

The villain feels like they’ve stumbled on a pile of gold when they come across the hero. He’s running his hand along something on the fence in front of him, something that the villain will later realise is a braille description of the view ahead of him. A white cape drifts around his ankles, an equally white suit flattering against his typical heroic body, the lightest of smiles on his face as his fingers trace the patterns of dots along the railing.

The villain can’t help but grin as they slowly make their way towards the poor hero, so oblivious, so stupid. They’re barely a hair breadth away, their dagger practically unsheathing itself, when the hero spins towards them with a swish of his cape and a flick of a blade.

The villain barely reels back in time. Staying quiet doesn’t occur to them when they’re startled. The hero looks like he’s staring right through them, an arrogant smirk on his face.

“Ah,” he says brightly, “you’re one of those criminals I’m meant to be looking out for?”

The villain sidesteps, careful to keep their footing quiet, but it doesn’t matter. The hero’s head cocks towards them as they try to step out of his blade’s path.

“You’re almost silent,” the hero continues. A smirk adorns his face, intrigued. “Incredible.”

The villain is close enough to strike, the hero looking slightly too far beyond them to be right in his assumptions. The villain shifts in fast, their dagger poised. The hero dodges back and retaliates with a swing of his own.

The villain stumbles out of reach and the hero follows. The villain’s unprepared; they were expecting a hero who’s unsure who they’re looking for, where the villain is. They were expecting an easy plaything that they could stab when they got bored.

But this—the hero is nothing but brazen confidence.

The villain shoves their dagger up to meet his blade, throwing his arm out. They move in for another strike but the hero’s already recovered. His blade easily tucks under their arm and slices into their side.

Something of a strangled gasp escapes the villain before they can stop it. They stagger back, a hand touched timidly to the wound, their eyes flitting back up to the hero. He simply waits, his blade crimson and his eyes blank. How? How?

“Would you do me the honour of telling me who I’ve met?” he asks, as if this is nothing more than a casual meeting between friends of friends. The villain wants to snap him in half for the audacity.

“That’s none of your fuckin’ business.”

“Aha,” the hero says, almost a laugh, “You’re [Villain].”

The villain can only stare at him in horror. The hero seems to feel the tension in the silence, because he continues. “You’ve a bad mouth, favour in the blade, light on your feet.” A teasing smile. “And you’ve a smooth, caramel voice I haven’t heard in many like you.”

“Wh— Excuse me— You—” 

The hero just smirks, the stupid smirk of someone who knows he’s untouchable in every sense of the word. “Flustered by compliments, too,” the hero finishes with a laugh. “Good to remember for next time.”

“I’m not flustered!” the villain finally manages, “and my voice isn’t caramel. That isn’t a thing. You sound stupid.”

“I’m happy to be stupid if it means I can recognise you as the villain who speaks in caramel.”

The villain’s side is beginning to really ache. They need to be somewhere that’s not here when it inevitably gets worse. “Do what you want. I’m going home.”

“May I escort you to a prison cell?”

The villain barks a laugh, their side practically splitting with the forced fakeness of it. “As if you know where the agency is from here.”

“I always know where I am, [Villain].” A smile again, softer this time. Knowing. “You underestimate me for a characteristic I think makes me as interesting to you as you are to me.”

The burn in the villain’s skin is an ode to that. “Sure.” The villain turns on their heel before a thought occurs to them. “I’m going to walk away, loudly. Do me a favour and don’t fucking shank me when I do.”

The hero’s face twists back into a smirk. “As long as I hear you moving away. Until next time, [Villain].”

A blind hero! everyone had cried. It’s almost too easy!

The villain scurries away with a gash to the side and a slam to their ego, and they know now to know better than that.

[lets-try-some-writing]

In the Pretender AU, the "issues" that Pretender!Ratchet has for Bumblebee is maybe this jealousy between him and his relationship with Optimus?

Despite his apathetic attitude it's clear in familiarity Bumblebee has more of a bond with the Pretender Patriarch given their early time together and him being the first generation. Which makes Pretender!Ratchet jealous.

With maybe his jealousy eventually morphing into brief anger after Bumblebee had his voice modulator torn out by Megatron and Ratchet was unable to fix it.

Once again, making him look like a "failure" in the eyes of his Patriarch.

You got it spot on! Pretender Ratchet is SO jealous of Bumblebee and Optimus's connection and it drives him up the wall. Bumblebee is one of Optimus's direct offspring which he molded with purpose. Ratchet is a host born, a being intended to serve as an advisor. He must fulfill his design and that means that he is not granted nearly as much room for error as his fellow Pretender. Optimus needs useful advisors, and if Ratchet fails to be useful, there are other Doctors for the Pretender Patriarch to take instead.

Pretender Ratchet is VERY aware of how precarious his situation is. Optimus does care for all his creations, but he is above all else, logical when it comes to the usefulness of those around him. If one of his advisors becomes more trouble than they are worth, he is not opposed to taking the biological data of the advisor in question and creating natural born Pretenders from them instead. Would they have the memory and skill? No. But Optimus abhors waste.

Bumblebee losing his voice evened out the playing field a degree for Ratchet. But it also left Ratchet in incredibly hot water for a while. Failure to repair Optimus's eldest creation had the Prime prowling around threateningly for a while. Ratchet took that as his sign to self exile for a time to claw his way back into Optimus's good graces.

This is how he gained his combat prowess.

If he could not be as great a Doctor as his host, Pretender Ratchet was determined to prove his worth in other ways. There is a reason that Decepticons are now incredibly paranoid around rafters and high ceilings. The good doctor of the Autobots may be lurking nearby.

Megatron is both terrified of and holds a unique hated for Pretender Ratchet. He holds a certain degree of pity for all of Optimus's creations since they did not ask to be formed the way they were. Ratchet is no different for him in this regard. But the hatred and fear stems from the simple fact that Ratchet, in his exile, managed to slaughter his way to one of the largest Decepticon encampments in Tarn. It was his slaughter that led to Damus being infected alongside dozens of other far less fortunate sparks.

Megatron only met Pretender Ratchet once on the field, and he received one of many facial scars from the Pretender before he managed to tear off several of the Doctor's additional limbs. Ratchet dragged himself away unable to serve as a solider any longer. But he got what he wanted. Optimus allowed him to return in light of his offerings and Ratchet has since become incredibly cunning to the point of sabotaging other host born if they threaten his position.

Brutal and desperate to remain useful, Pretender Ratchet is a force to be reckoned with.

[magnusbae]

"What I should be looking at is inside of me. Like staring down into a deep well. Can I see kindness there? No, all I see is my own nature." -H.Murakam

[coconut530]

LET THE DIVORCE ENSUE

[napping-sapphic]

😴🛌💤

[coquelicoq]

one important thing about work emails is that whoever you send them to can forward them to anyone else, or reply to you and copy other people. so if you're going to talk about a third party in your email, only say things you would be okay with the third party reading. because people can and will just suddenly CC brand new people on a long email chain, who will then be able to backread anything you've ever said in any of your previous responses that you were sending to only one person. word to the wise.

[justxaxstrayxkid]

Small and low quality Mizuchi ft smol baby Yato

It's been a while. I miss these posts :(

[chronicillnesscaneffoffplease]

I’ve had a few “whoops this thing I stopped doing is actually helping me” moments recently.

I’ve felt wretched and like I was coming down with the flu recently. It felt more than my normal PEM symptoms, and I was really concerned. And then I realise it’s spring, a bunch of stuff is blooming, and it’s been sooooo windy. And I stopped taking antihistamines and my nasonex sometime last year (antihistamines bc we thought it might have been causing some side effects, nasonex bc I hate the sensation of nasal sprays and need motivation to use it). Pesky hayfever. Needless to say I’m feeling much better having restarted my regimen. I felt a bit silly that I could have avoided feeing miserable though.

I went out for an appointment yesterday in my “knock about the house” shoes that are podiatrist loathed (nil ankle support, nil arch support, worn down), rather than my lace up shoes with my orthotics. After that appointment, I thought I’d check out a new store that’s opened at the shops nearby. I ended up doing a LOT of walking at the shops and today my ankles are sooooo painful and my hips been acting up. I guess it’s good to know that my shoes and orthotics are doing good things in terms of symptom prevention (as well as better longer-term outcomes) but damn do I feel ouchie.

I’m framing it as “yay negative data also tells us important things” because I gotta remember it’s not my fault when these things happen but it is good to try learn from them. And frankly, when there’s so many things going on with your health and condition management as a disabled person, it’s okay when things fall through the cracks. It’s gonna happen. Especially when there’s lots of non-disability stuff going on too. It’s okay.

[crying-in-converse]

i have GOT to sort out my room

[the-casbah-way]

saw a tiktok comment thread of people talking about down then left updating and someone said “it usually updates on wednesdays” does it ???????? i was not informed. what

[lucalicatteart]

Poll adventure (paventure? lol) Day 15: read the small story tidbit below the poll for more details, OR just vote based on initial impression

(✦ see past poll results + further information HERE (link) ✦)

Yesterday's poll decided that The Adventurer should purchase some new shoes for himself while he's in the city...

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It costs quite a bit of coin, but in the end he decides that having a new sturdy pair of boots will serve him well on his travels. After he's done in the shop, he rushes back to the local inn before nightfall, eventually settling into a somewhat restless sleep..

The next morning, he orders some cheap vegetable stew from a food stall, then lounges in a park as he has his breakfast, watching the squirrels weave through flowering trees and birds pecking about in the dewy grass.. When finished with his meal (and sufficiently recovered from the emotional turmoil of burning his tongue on the soup), he quickly sells his old pair of shoes to a sketchy pawn shop before finally getting back to his journey...

By his calculations, if he he walks all day, it should only be two more sleeps before he gets to his destination, so he sets out to travel as efficiently as possible. He doesn't have the money to rent a cart, or the skill to ride a borrowed horse, but, he does have some fancy new walking shoes and a renewed sense of purpose. No more meandering through fields looking for flowers, napping in the shade, or scanning the ground for cool rocks.. He's going to focus this time!

......After a few hours, he comes across a broken down carriage in the middle of the road, with few people surrounding it, seemingly stuck trying to repair a wheel or something. It's hard to discern from afar..

Maybe if he helps them, he could get a free ride.. or some coins.. or make a new lifelong friend! Who knows? Possibilities flood his mind, this is what adventuring is all about! Wandering into interesting situations and making the most out of them!! .. But, then he recalls his previous oath.. he's supposed to focus today and not allow himself to sidetracked.. And who says he has the skills to help anyway? It could always just be a waste of time... Hmm...

What should he do?

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Additional Information

the adventurer's current main quest: follow his map to reach the abandoned castle ruins and see the rare animal specialist about the mysterious egg he has

[miabrown007]

omg im late but happy bday!!! <3 hope u had a good one 🤍

omg *I* am (like a month) late but thank you so much, I totally did!!

[orangetintedglasses]

( Gonna head to bed soon after another reply, BUT.

STARTER CALL. If I've missed a reply or nudge from you because Tumblr ate it, or you just want to start a thread with Vash and have been nervous to, or just... y'know, want one, like this post and I will work on something tomorrow!

If you're a multi-muse, please specify which muse! If we already have multiple threads....... j-just nudge me and tell me which one you want me to priortize I get so lost I am so sorry OTL )

[np5enkidu]

i was going to ask samurai remnants release date as a day off from work but then remembered that i have a nurses appointment that day🙄

[kingspuppet]

Also I had meant to say this yesterday, but thank you to those who read my 6 am extremely personal ramble post from the other day (or I guess it was yesterday but still). I honestly wasn't really expecting anyone to do that or interact with it in any way, and to be honest I was more than fine with that because I just wanted to clear my head before I tried to sleep. But the fact that ya'll did that even though you really didn't have to actually meant a lot to me. Just the silent support of the likes alone felt really encouraging and supportive, and I honestly can't thank you guys enough for that. Especially since cutting off a parent is never easy and probably one of the hardest things I'll ever do. I was already proud of myself for setting my boundaries, but it really did feel like solidifying that I did the right thing to protect my peace and that others were supportive of my decision. So seriously, thank you. 💙