#but I guess worst case scenario is probably still survivable

[asinglesock]

It is well with my soul (it is perhaps not so well with my taxes 💀)

[kvohru]

miss you terribly - maiko week '24 day 2

prompt - separation. in which zuko (accidentally) sends mai a bunch of letters while traveling. still pathetically in love.

Spending time away from Mai was hard. That was, Zuko thought, a universal truth.

Needless to say, Zuko hated spending time away from her, but, much to his dismay, with him being the newly appointed Firelord (with a mission of uniting the four nations and bringing peace, no less), he had a lot of political affairs to take care of, which included far too much traveling and time away from his darling. So, to combat the pure, unfathomable agony that was having to sleep in a bed all lonely and alone and in his lonesome—he deserved massive compensation and many pats on the back for surviving these trying times, truly— he’d taken to writing letters.

At first, he had started writing them as a way to fill his time and cope with the boredom of traveling alone, and he would just keep them in a small pocket in his luggage— that is, he was too shy to send them to her. He knew that, rationally, it shouldn’t have been a big deal. It was normal to send letters to your significant other when you were away, dammit! But he still couldn’t let go of that small part of him that was afraid she would, worst case scenario, think it was weird and corny, or, best case scenario, wouldn’t care much for the notion altogether.

He knew that that, too, was completely irrational. Irrational to an embarrassing extent, even.

Mai loved and accepted him. She’d shown that time and time again. She’d supported him and stood by him through the worst times of his life. Times when, he thought, he absolutely did not deserve that unconditional love from her. He still thought he didn’t deserve that, sometimes. So thinking she would judge him for writing letters was just plain stupid honestly, but for now, he was satisfied keeping them hidden.

“Firelord Zuko,” his personal assistant called out, interrupting his train of thought. He sighed and put away the piece of parchment he’d just finished signing off; it was another letter. The fourth or fifth one this week, if he had to guess. Not that he was setting aside time daily to write them or anything. Or that he’d started that ritual months ago, and by now had probably accumulated over a thousand letters. Totally not that whatsoever. Absolutely not.

“Come in.”

“Sir, you are required in the meeting hall.”

He held back the urge to snort. Yeah, sure, require him in the meeting hall, why don’t you?

He shoved the letter among a small stack of papers on his desk, official documents he’d have to send out and such. It was frustrating when fellow nation leaders treated him like a child. Sure, he was only eighteen, but it seemed that everyone conveniently forgot that he practically saved the world with the Avatar.

“I will be right with you,” he replied tightly, effectively dismissing his assistant.

⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ♡ ˗ˏˋയ ✩

Mai was in her chambers when she got a knock on the door, and Ty Lee, who was hanging out with her that day and had stepped out momentarily to retrieve a package that had just arrived in the mail, told her that something had arrived for her.

A stack of letters.

“From Zuko?” she asked, repeating what her friend had just said in confusion.

“Yup!” Ty Lee grinned and tossed the large stack of envelopes onto her friend’s bed. “Boyfie’s clearly been missing you then.”

Mai smiled, huffing out an amused breath. She’d wondered if he’d ever get the courage to send her those letters.

She’d stumbled upon some letters a while back, when Zuko had asked her to retrieve something from his room, and she ended up accidentally looking through the wrong set of drawers. She didn’t read them of course, though she’d noticed they were all addressed to her and dated over something like seven months’ time, out of respect for him.

So it was safe to say she was at least a little happy that he’d sent her some. Mai excitedly grabbed the letters, unable to hold back the giddy grin on her face. She had really missed him. “I’m so glad,” she said truthfully, counting the envelopes in her hand.

“Oh, my God, this must be, like, a letter for everyday he’s been gone,” Ty Lee said in amazement, having been counting along with her friend. “See? I told you you had nothing to worry about!”

Mai smiled, blush rising on her cheeks. Ty Lee was referring to a concern Mai had brought up to her earlier. She was talking about how it kind of upset her when Zuko would go on trips without her and they’d have to go so long without any form of contact. She knew he enjoyed writing letters, and that to him, it wasn’t just one of those things he did out of necessity. He appreciated the intimacy of exchanging handwritten letters, said there was something special about getting to see the little ink splotches, the differences in penmanship, the scratched out words and phrases when someone has a change of mind, the misspelled words, even the different type of paper everyone used said so much about them.

“So then why doesn’t he send me any?” she’d complained to Ty Lee, burying her face in her pillow, frustrated.

Mai was the type to bottle her feelings, and she wasn’t really much for having heart-to-hearts. Of course, she was always willing to lend a listening ear to her friends, and was very empathetic and caring, contrary to what people might think, but she rarely talked about her own feelings. She’d always been that way, never really knew how to articulate her feelings well, and felt weird doing it, too, so at some point she’d just stopped trying altogether.

So for her to be telling Ty Lee about this right now really spoke to how hurt she must’ve been feeling, even if she wanted to play it off as some casual thought that had occurred to her.

Ty Lee had told her that she was probably just overthinking it and that there was nothing to worry about, but she’d felt incredibly for her friend.

“Well, I’ll leave you to read those.” Ty Lee winked at Mai, grinning. “I need to head back now anyway.”

Mai frowned, not wanting her friend to leave so soon, but Ty Lee insisted that she really did need to go, so Mai begrudgingly walked her out. Once back in her room, though, Mai shut the door and jumped onto her bed, grabbing for the letters again.

She gingerly opened the first one and started reading.

⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ♡ ˗ˏˋയ ✩

Mai,

How are you, my love?

I trust that everything is well over at the Fire Nation, mostly because no one has sent me any concerning correspondences, but more than that, I trust you wholeheartedly. More importantly, though, I hope you’re doing well.

I, for one, am not.

I miss you terribly. This trip so far has been unbearable, and I wish very badly that you were here. At least then these meetings wouldn’t be as utterly boring. Did you know that they wish to impose sanctions on cabbage selling here? I thought it was quite the odd thing to take issue with, at first, but apparently there is a ‘bigger picture’ or something.

Anyway, today is our half-anniversary. And I know you don’t get the concept of half-anniversaries, because ‘why celebrate prematurely?’—yes, I am still salty about that— but I still think it is worth celebrating. I think love is always worth celebrating, especially ours. This is why I thought of sending over a gift anyway, but I was afraid it would get lost on the way.

Regardless, happy half-anniversary. I love you and I miss you and I cannot wait to get home so I can look at your pretty face.

Yours always,

Zuko

˗ ♡ ˗

Mai,

Did you know that some turtleducks can live up to thousands of years? I learnt that from a particularly riveting trivia book I found in our library, years ago. It was back when we had broken up, that one time. I was so miserable I filled my time with reading through the palace’s collection of books. Some were admittedly a lot more entertaining than others, but I ended up amassing a lot of random facts about wholly unrelated topics, so I wouldn’t say it was a complete waste.

For example, did you know that kissing someone you love prolongs your lifetime exponentially? As in, the more kisses the better.

Okay, I totally just made that up as an excuse to get more kisses, but you believed it for a second there, didn’t you? It sounds believable enough, if you ask me. (And hey, better safe than sorry, right?)

There’s really no purpose for this letter, if I’m completely honest. There’s nothing for me to report on, and there’s nothing specific on my mind I want to share with you or anything, but I believe there is something to be said about the beauty in the mundane; something about being able to appreciate the ordinary things with the people you love most. Something about those meaningless conversations where the sound of a lover’s voice matters more than what they’re actually saying. Something about listening for the sake of listening. Loving for the sake of loving. Ceaselessly and unconditionally.

I don’t think I could ever tire of hearing you talk.

Yours always,

Zuko

˗ ♡ ˗

Mai,

I suspect this will be a shorter letter, because I really only have one thing to tell you. I don’t think I say it enough, and even though I don’t presently plan on showing you these letters, I think I’d like to say it anyway.

Thank you.

Thank you for being there. Thank you for staying. Thank you for not giving up on me even when you had every right to. Thank you for loving me, even when I don’t deserve it. Thank you for allowing me to love you. Thank you for accepting my love. Thank you for trusting me. Thank you for showing me time and time again that I don’t need to constantly try so hard around you, but still unintentionally pushing me to be my best regardless. Thank you for putting me in my place when I’m an asshole. Thank you for calling me out on my shortcomings, but always being impossibly loving about it. Thank you for putting up with me. Thank you for laughing at my jokes. Thank you for staying up to talk on those nights I can’t sleep. Thank you for soothing my worries away when they get too suffocating. Thank you for listening. Thank you for talking.

I could go on, but I probably don’t have enough paper on me right now, so I’ll settle for saying this: Thank you for existing. You’re my favourite person, by a long shot. I love you. I’m glad you exist.

Yours always,

Zuko

˗ ♡ ˗

Mai,

What do you think about marriage?

I know we’ve talked about this before, but it always seemed like a faraway possibility. We were so young then, but now, we’re, well… older..?

God, I suck at this.

What I’m trying to say is: Are you still open to the idea of marrying me?

This is not me proposing, of course, but it has admittedly been on my mind a lot lately. To clarify, I know we’re in it for the long haul. I am absolutely and utterly and hopelessly devoted to you, marriage or not. I don’t care about titles, for I don’t think any official title could add to or take away from the brilliance of our love. I am yours as long as you will have me.

But sometimes I worry I am depriving you of something you might long for. So, please, answer me this. Would you do me the honour of marrying me, someday? It could be extravagant, full of big, fancy fruit tarts or whatever it is you may desire, or it could be a private affair with just us. Whatever it is, I am at your service. That is, of course, only if you want to. I don’t think I need an official document to prove what I feel for you (though I think it may be beneficial for you on a political front, too, with me being Firelord and all?), but if it is something you desire, I would be more than happy to oblige.

This letter is weird, and I suppose this is me saying that I want so desperately to marry you. I love loving you, and I want to be able to do it until my last breath, if you’ll allow me. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I’m glad you exist. I am forever and always—

Yours,

Zuko

⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ♡ ˗ˏˋയ ✩

And so the letters went on. They varied in length and content. Some had her laughing and blushing, while others had her heart aching.

She concluded that these letters were probably sent mistakenly, but she realised she didn’t really mind. He was bound to have noticed this by now, so it was only a matter of time before he sent some indication of that. Either in the form of another letter, or just him coming home and them having a conversation about this.

It would probably be the latter, though, if she was honest.

Unless… A thought occurred to her.

She was going to write a letter of her own.

She let out a quiet giggle, he was so not gonna see this coming.

Pulling out a piece of her really special letter paper (the kind she only saved for really special occasions), she sighed, her mind already constructing and reconstructing the letter she was going to write. When she began writing, she realised why Zuko liked exchanging letters so much. It was much more special than she’d anticipated.

Maybe—hopefully—they’d make this a habit. She really loved this boy, didn’t she?

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@/kvohru on twt & ao3!

[ask-post-ii17-bot]

We should search for more survivors.

Mepad could be around here somewhere, probably near where purgatory Mansion was. Maybe bow's brother dough survived too!

We should worry about mephone4 later, he's . With cobs right now. Not exactly a good thing but at least he's alive!

This ask is related to my idea sooo I’m like gonna use it.

My idea is a simple one, let’s just do stuff step by step.

Focusing on a bunch of stuff at once is just gonna make everything more stressful so let’s like just not do that.

Alright, for now I’m just going to focus on comforting Bot since they clearly need it so this blog might be inactive for a bit while I do that, I can’t focus on mental health and a blog at the same time after all :p.

After that we’ll like look for more survivors, Mephone 4 can wait as it’s a bad idea to take Bot to Meeple rn anyways.

Then from there we’ll try figuring out if we can bring people back…..if not we’ll just figure out where to take our lives from here I guess.

Worst case scenario I take Bot to my old apartment in NY if the key I left under the doormat is still there after all these years and it hasn’t been broken into by some random guy since I’ve been dead for ages :p.

They can like just stay with me for a while if needed.

I only like got in II in the first place because of an advertising gig from some random guy named “Adam” who apparently needed a ad for chairs for some reason he like didn’t explain.

I still have no idea why he wanted me to film that ad near a show running in the middle of nowhere but 50k is 50k.

I like got in II because of it somehow though so I guess it worked out :>.

Anyways keep sending stuff while I’m gone, I’ll try catching up on what’s been sent in when I come back, anyways see ya!

[bar-guest]

Not to be a low-key hater but the extended gameplay trailer to Bloodlines 2 dropped so I am once again thinking about this game against my will I guess.

Have a theory about where they are going with this Phyre & Fabien thing and I hope it's wrong, but it's also the only thing that makes sense lore-wise as I see it.

So, as there can't be any Cobweb shenanigans, the whole "being stuck with another vamp in your head" thing has to be because of diablerie right? After all, sometimes even if the diablerist succeeds, the victim's will is strong enough to prevail past the amaranth and become a permanent companion inside their attacker's head, tormenting and manipulating them on the daily. Most recognizable case of this happening is the Mithras & Monty Coven situationship. The difference (?...) between those is that Mithras isn't a fucking Thin Blood, he's a Vent methuselah.

Your consciousness surviving past diablerie isn't that much of a widespread occurrence that, worst-case scenario, every lick can count on happening though. Probably the most prolific diablerists these nights, Helena and Agata Starek, aren't known to be tortured by dozens upon dozens of voices, even though they ate countless neonates. So, why is Fabien still here?

I think the only sensible answer is that Fabien is the Elder and Phyre a former Thin Blood who assumed his clan after diablerizing him (as that's how diablerie works for Duskborn). It is then consistent with the nonexistent character creation with the simultaneous ability to choose from one of the 4 clans - you can't change how you look, but you can decide who to eat. Since this is an RPG, some mechanical character progression will need to exist, and this is as good of an explanation as any on why an Elder doesn't have their in-clan disciplines on level 4-5. This mark garbage may be their brilliant idea on how to externalize (idk why, I'm just rambling) the black veins that cling onto a diablerist's soul. It also finally explains a supposed Elder having a modern haircut lol.

And again, I hope I'm wrong. Because if it turns out we're playing a former TB, people will be mad. A subset of players will absolutely be not normal over playing as an usurper "failed abortion". And then there would be the issue of further pissing on what we could have had with Hardsuit's vision. Also, it's simply an annoying gotcha twist, but I seriously don't see a different way about it.

[colourfullsims]

DAY 3 | It Takes Two (3/6)

Nina: Yeah, a little too late to be repentant now, Tucker: Tori's already booked to fly home tomorrow because of your little in the moment decision. But we'll get to you in a second. Over by the pool, Joey checks in with Manny about whether he's got a shot at capturing her affections this summer. From what I can tell, that's about to be a bit of an uphill battle for him. Though it looks like he's willing to put in the effort to prove that he's got what it takes to be Manny's main man! Not too far away, Tucker and Felicity talk romantic goals, to which Tucker seems to be less than interested in sharing, much to Fe's displeasure. I know we always say this isn't Friend Island, but Tucker probably would have been much better off saving Tori than putting himself in his worse case scenario. Eh, I'm sure he'll survive.

Next, we have one more couple to check in on as we zoom upstairs to the dressing rooms!

@queenofmyshuno @slothseasims @storiesbyjes2g @morrigan-sims

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Manny: So, what did you want to talk about?

Joey: Oh, nothing in particular.

Manny: Seriously? Then why the urgency?

Joey: Uh, well, I guess there was one thing. I thought we were clicking pretty well, you and I, even before today’s challenge. But you don’t seem too enthused over being coupled up with me. Guess I’m just a little confused.

Manny: Well, I would have thought that you would have at least asked me if I wanted to couple up with you before you decided for yourself. That would have been nice.

Joey: [chuckles] Alright, maybe I jumped the gun a bit, but can you blame me? Anyone would be a fool to pass up a beauty like you. And I’m not in the business of making a fool out of myself.

Manny: Uh-huh. Well, word of advice for next time: I’m not in the business of being someone’s conquest.

Manny: [in the DR] Tonight was shaping up to be a real win for me after everything that happened today, and now this. Joey really chose the worst time to go rogue. I know ultimately it doesn’t change too much for me: I’m still free to go and explore some other connections in the Villa. But it really sucks not being with who I really had my eye on.

Joey: Next time? Does that mean I should be expecting this little arrangement to go on for a while?

Manny: Not even a little bit.

Manny: Look, you’re a fun guy, Joey. I’ll admit we have some good back and forth conversation-wise. For that reason alone, I’ll let you shoot your shot. But to be clear, I won’t be closing off any other people from getting to know me. So you better be ready to step up to the competition.

Joey: Hear you loud and clear! And don’t you worry - I intend to sweep you off your feet.

Joey: [in the DR] I’d say I haven’t done too bad for myself tonight! I traded in a controlling redhead for a sexy blonde, and so far, I couldn’t be happier. Manny might be playing a little hard to get right now, but I’m sure it won’t take too much to make her realize just how good we are together. As far as I’m concerned, what competition is there really against me?

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Felicity: So! I already have an idea of what your career goals are, but tell me what it is you’re looking for here in the Villa. A future heiress to your culinary empire?

Tucker: [chuckles nervously] Not exactly. I’m not too concerned about my future girlfriend being that involved in my work. I think it’s healthy to have a little separation. I wouldn’t say that I have that many “expectations,” really. It all comes down to whether or not the chemistry is there between us. Everything else is just extra after that.

Felicity: Ahhh, I see. I sorta agree with you to an extent. I’ve definitely got my list of “must-haves,” but if a guy were to check off all my boxes but we had zero compatibility, there’s no way we’d last.

Felicity: [in the DR] I’m absolutely buzzing over the recoupling! I knew I had a pretty good shot from the get go, but nothing beats actually hearing Tucker call my name in front of everyone. And I must admit, it was satisfying seeing Manny stuck with my leftovers. [laughs] I just can’t wait to find out so much more about Tucker! He feels like the exact type of guy I’ve been searching for!

Felicity: So would you say I’m your usual type?

Tucker: I wouldn’t say I have a “type.” Like I said, it all comes down to the vibe. Felicity: Aw, come on. Physically you have to have a preference.

Tucker: Not at all. I consider what’s on the inside more important. But, I actually was hoping we could cut this short. I was hoping to pull a couple other people aside before turning in for the night.

Felicity: Uh, don’t you think that’s a little rude? We just coupled up. Before this morning, I hadn’t gotten any alone time with you, and you want to spend that time talking to other people?

Tucker: [sigh] Felicity, I’m not trying to be rude. I just--

Felicity: Just what? 

Tucker: …You’re right. I…I can always have my other chats tomorrow.

Felicity: Perfect! I knew you would understand! Now, back to your dating history… Tucker: [in the DR] You don’t have to tell me how stupid a move this was. In the moment, I thought it would be better to not recouple with Tori since I wasn’t feeling anything more than friendship. But compared to Felicity, I would much prefer to still be partnered up with Tori right now. Fe’s the exact type of girl I don’t deal with. How the fuck am I gonna play this one off?

[benis-chillin]

Backlog Reviews 2024: Resident Evil 2

Platform: Gamecube

September 8th, 2024-October 6th, 2024

(Previous review)

Well, here we are again, fellers! I ACTUALLY completed a game again!

Well, for LeonA/Claire B, at least.

So my journey with Resident Evil TECHNICALLY began in 2022, where I randomly watched some videos about it while home alone for a day or two…And I had a nightmare that night about zombies breaking into the house and me having to punch them(not in an awesome way, though, more like a "crying and screaming while flying my fists" kinda way). This was probably also provoked by me hearing some noises that caused me to do a "sweep" around the house with a fairly meaty cane before I went to bed, but RE DEFINITELY caused the zombies.

But anyway, that nightmare kinda stuck with me, so I determined to play the Classic Resident Evils to conquer those lingering feelings. To rise above that fear that made me jump at shadows that night…

And my first attempt failed, because I tried to play Deadly Silence on an emulator to circumvent the tank controls, and it did NOT go well, so I ended up dropping it by the time I finally got to that house with the plant.

I was still determined to finish at least ONE, though, so I put RE2 on my backlog list for 2023, didn't get around to it because of reasons stated in my 2023 lookback, and rolled it over to 2024, figuring I'd get to it around September/October time.

Part of why I chose to do the Gamecube version was because of Control mode C, which put the move forward option on a trigger, instead of D-Pad Up like usual, but then something amazing happened this April:

I retried Deadly Silence on an actual DS Lite, swallowing my pride on tank controls, and finished both campaigns. So now, rather than going into RE2 blind to the references and history, moving on a trigger like a jackass, I got to experience it AS a sequel, tank controls and all.

And in that context, I love it! It's a step up in every way from RE1, yet you're JUST familiar enough going in that you can feel the shared DNA. The pre-rendered backgrounds are certainly pixelated as hell, but on a slightly older TV like mine, the characters and objects blend into those environments perfectly!

I argue that there's a certain "grit" to things shot or rendered in non-HD formats. Our eyes compensating for details lost by the old methods truly helps visuals that would be somewhat ho-hum in HD, and that applies here.

The setting of an art museum-turned-police station was also an inspired choice, given these limitations. An important part of these types of games is to choose an interesting and distinct locale to set yourself loose in. Metroid is typically set on an abandoned alien planet or space ship, Batman: Arkham Asylum chose, well, an old-ass asylum, and RE1 used a mansion since they're known for having secrets and puzzles, per most media.

So, combining a mansion-like art museum, with the weapons you'd find in a police station? It's unique, and honestly brilliant, and helps get you into the shoes of a rookie cop surviving the worst first day on the job imaginable, or a sister desperately seeking out her lost brother.

Corny as it may sound, the atmosphere from the setting, combined with the grit for the old pre-renders, genuinely made it feel like I'd been dropped into a horror movie, but I was playing the "smart" character. The one who actually acts rationally in a scenario like this. And the near constant isolation led to this feeling of dread, like I wasn't sure what was gonna come out to get me next. And in Claire's case, while Mr. X was actually barely in it until the end, I felt watched.

The heebie-jeebies are MAJOR in this game, in a way that they honestly just weren't in RE1. The addition of previously cleared hallways getting new zombies kept me guessing in this game, and scares like zombies coming in through a door transition, or Mr. X on a monitor literally RIGHT around the corner…Whew, there's a reason I played this game mostly at night.

There's also the conspiracy angle to all of this, as you read various documents about how much Umbrella is covering their tracks, consequences be damned. You get a feeling that you're uncovering something that could get you killed if you go public about it, but you can't ignore the "reality" around you.

Oh, there I go getting immersed, but how can I NOT be with how nicely the controls were handled? They just felt a bit tighter this time. Maybe the DS Lite's D-pad is smaller than the Wii Classic Pro I used for this game, but walking and running down long hallways had less "drift" than when I played RE1, and it overall just feels better.

Definitely glad I have this controller for RE3 as well.

Well, that's the good stuff, so what DIDN'T I like?

Well, you can get kinda lost in this game, especially in Claire's B scenario. And while I praise their grit, the lack of clarity in some backgrounds can cause this problem to rear its ugly head, because sometimes the background obscures important objects. There is a shine effect for SOME things, but it probably could've been used a bit more to cut down on backtracking. I DID have to use guides for some things, and I rarely felt like I was the stupid one for not noticing them.

This especially rears its head towards the ending of Claire's B scenario, where you have to:

Power up the train, so you gotta get the plugs, then you gotta find this room in the back, completely obscured by the stairway, to put the plugs in, then you gotta fight mutated Mister Sex, but none of your weapons affect him! Oh, but thankfully, Ada got us a rocket launcher, so somehow, you gotta pick that up VERY slowly and carefully, even though he's RIGHT ON YOUR ASS, and can interupt your pick-up animation!

So, you one-shot him, then you race your ass back to the train platform, get rid of all the naked zombies so you can open the gate, then get back into the train so you can get outta here.

ALL IN UNDER 5 MINUTES.

And then the real ending…Is shit, I'm sorry.

The A scenario ending was nice because it let you sit for a minute with what happened, but also had a hopeful note to end on. You entered the world of survival horror, and now, you just escaped it. Sure, it was an FMV, but YOU did the action.

But here, though?

William Birkin's final squid form just needs to get shot a few times, then an FMV does all of the action! Maybe this was cool as shit in 1998, but it did NOT age well, especially with these FMVs where the lip sync is off most times, and everyone moves like they're in Sonic 06.

Like, sure, the animation for the in-game cutscenes…Makes me question why Sonic Adventure's in the same year are looked down on so much, but they blend in better than THESE things.

Hell, the voice acting, which is actually fairly decent for most of the game, takes a dip in quality for the FMVs. Probably the most poorly aged part of the game.

Wait, forgot about tonal whiplash: the ending theme.

So, overall, a good game that holds up WAY better than it probably should, given its technical limitations, but not flawless.

8/10

And now, after I take a quick break, I will be playing through the first Halo through the Master Chief collection on PC! See ya then!

[burningtacozombie]

I haven’t done one of these posts in a really long time but with Mayans MC basically right in front of the finish line, I suppose it’s time to get back to the speculation. 

before the announcement of the show coming to an end I had a ton of wishes, hopes, theories and expectations for season 5. after the announcement I threw out all of them and reduced it to only one highly unlikely wish - Miguel Galindo makes it out alive. 

I say highly unlikely because as I was talking it over with a friend earlier today the both of us realized that there are a lot of people with a lot of reasons to want him dead. so bear with me while I’m going through them all because I need to prepare myself for the worst-case scenario. 

EZ: this showdown has been a long time coming. they have been enemy-like rivals from day 1 and we’ve been waiting for a standoff between them since then. if it came down to it, I doubt either one of them would care about the fact they’re brothers. and given TPTB “knew for a long time how it’s going to end”, I don’t think they’d let Miguel win. I do however think EZ being the one would be too obvious, too simple and I’d hate it. EZ has taken enough from Miguel, he doesn’t get to take his life.

Emily: for her it could be a way to free herself and Cristobal of the unsurmountable control Miguel will undoubtedly enforce upon her once she comes back home. one last act of rebellion against his power so to speak, regardless if it would have been planned or in a freak accident in a loud and violent fight. 

Felipe: depending on how Miguel and Felipe’s conversation is going to work out and if he can convince Miguel not to go after Angel and EZ for what they did to his mother, Felipe might be thinking he needs to protect them from him. kind of a sacrifice one son to protect the other two situation, even if he’d feel horrible afterwards and never forgive himself.

Adelita: she could want to finish what she started when she killed Palomo and framed Miguel for it.or she could want him out of the partnership with Soledad and take his place in their deal herself. she has been out of the loop for a long time but the first step back into the game was made when she killed El Banquero. 

Soledad: if she thinks it was Miguel who torched their drug warehouse, she would definitely want to remove herself from a partnership with him and get revenge for it. he has no reason to have actually done it but he’s been framed for things he didn’t do before, and Soledad is probably not an easy person to earn back trust from once it has been damaged like that.

Potter: for him it could be a way to sneak (back) into literally anyone’s life if he thinks his target “owes him a favor”. who knows what he already wants from Adelita, there could be a lot more brewing. from Emily he could want more cooperation in exchange for her and Cristobal’s safety. EZ and Angel would have to get back into it with him again if Potter takes out a Miguel who’s still coming after them. even the club as a whole could be a little bit more willing to do his bidding, however that would look like. but oh boy, with that Creeper situation going on they sure could use a corrupt fed to communicate with.

no, I don’t think it would be Angel, Nestor or El Padrino so there’s no need to list them here but long story short, it will be a fucking miracle if Miguel Galindo survives this last season. or if he even makes it past, I’d guess, episode 5 for that matter. it’s brutal talking about him as a dead man walking because I love him with my whore whole mind, body, and soul and will defend him in any way possible but like I said... trying to prepare for the worst-case scenario and all that.

[psychewritesbs]

gege akutami is a menace to society actually

in case you haven't read, I'm talking about 215, so you can ignore me when you're ready

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he saw us have a little hope last week and had to send us tumbling again 😢

it's going to be a tough ride for sure ~

I honestly don't know how they'll be able to handle sukuna at full form bc even with the limitations, he was still countering. It'd be even worse if he's willing to work with kenjaku too. For some reason (denial), I have a feeling megumi's going to overcome this. I won't comment more on that because i feel like i'll spiral (cannot believe maki said its weird seeing megumi's face on someone being strong 😭) On another note, sukuna and co's eventual defeat will be worthwhile for how much suffering they've caused and will cause. Sukuna's choice to leave yuji alive will definitely come back to bite him, but it's interesting that his joy comes from seeing yuji suffer and look pathetic than giving him death. He despises everything about yuji and I see him praising others and he calls yuji boring (he's not but I'll let you live today sukuna). I don't like theorizing too too much for fear of raising expectations, but I'm really curious about sukuna's life during the heian period.

When sukuna and uraume laughed at yuji, I felt like I was laughed at too. I guess we'll be seeing his bath scene next.

Anyway, thanks for reading !! Have a good day/night.

(Will I ever go off anon? We'll see one day !!)

HOLA! Happy JJK-Sunday!!!!

Ok. hang I'm just going to go ahead and...

gege akutami is a menace to society actually

There... I felt like it needed to be said louder for the people in the back who may still be on the fence about getting into JJK.

Ok brainrot about chapter 215 under the cut!

Ah yes, no worries about chapter leaks lol. My weekly routine involves checking leaks first thing Wednesday and Friday mornings and nerding out with the moots about it 😂.

Like I am for real worried about JJK ending because what am I going to obsess over when it ends?!!!!!

WHAT KIND OF NORMAL EXISTENCE WILL I BE FORCED TO ENDURE?!!!!!!

But anyways, I did hold off on posting my reply to you until today (Sunday) for those who follow this hellhole of a blog of mine and don't actually read leaks.

he saw us have a little hope last week and had to send us tumbling again 😢

it's going to be a tough ride for sure ~

Yesssss I was hoping we'd get to see Megumi inside the inner domain wrecking Sukuna or at least inflicting some sort of damage 🥲🤧. SOMETHING! ANYTHING!

Regardless, Megumi fighting Sukuna from within whenever his friends are in danger is so... this boy is so beautiful and he doesn't even get it.

To your point about this being a though ride, Frenchie is my voice of reason when it comes to my fatalist fear of Megumi's death. @justafrenchlondoner recently said some good stuff about how Gege is probably trying to get us to feel like all hope is lost before something good happens.

After all, it isn't uncommon to see events continue to escalate in a sort of "it's going to get much much worse before it gets better" kind of way.

For some reason (denial), I have a feeling megumi's going to overcome this. I won't comment more on that because i feel like i'll spiral

Riiiiight so I'm still rather unwilling to let myself hope Megumi is surviving for the mere fact that I don't want to be hurt. That's just my nature tho.

If I break my heart now then I won't be heartbroken later on if it turns out that Megumi is not surviving.

Sound logic as you can see lol. I have a tendency to come up with worst case scenarios.

Despite that, I think the idea of Megumi surviving this ordeal to carry on and change the Jujutsu scheme of things makes a lot of sense. Not to mention having to carry the burden of responsibility for the memory of the people he cared about but lost along the way, quite possibly because of his own miscalculations.

Ugh... depressing.

It's so "Watanabe-ending" in its execution but far, far more depressing, brutal and cruel.

gege akutami is a menace to society actually

On another note, sukuna and co's eventual defeat will be worthwhile for how much suffering they've caused and will cause. Sukuna's choice to leave yuji alive will definitely come back to bite him, but it's interesting that his joy comes from seeing yuji suffer and look pathetic than giving him death.

Yeeeeeeessss. I really like the idea that Sukuna's continued underestimating of Yuji will come back to bite him in the ass. I personally will not be surprised if Yuji takes Sukuna back into himself and then kills himself in a self-sacrificial fashion.

Very Pisces of him. Very dying on the cross for our sins symbolism.

I was also thinking about the idea that Sukuna feeds off of other's suffering too. This whole idea around him being a hedonist with no regards for others takes on a whole new dimension when you consider he might go out of his way to cause suffering because it brings him joy.

It feels like an exploration of a demonic being which made me realize that I think that I've taken for granted that JJK is a horror story and that Gege may be using horror tropes.

This only become clear to me as of late when Sukuna possessed Megumi's body. It was a total execution of demonic possession where the person who gets possessed has to be mentally weakened in order for the demon to take over.

Also, from my understanding of demonic entities, they are said to feed off of negative emotions and actually orchestrate situations that cause suffering precisely so that they can feed off of these emotions.

When sukuna and uraume laughed at yuji, I felt like I was laughed at too.

I couldn't have said it better...

I have to admit that this is one of my favorite panels ever because, as you say, it's SO DESPICABLE of them to laugh at Yuji when he's so utterly broken after having miserably failed at saving Megumi.

I have personally been fascinated with the reactions this panel has gotten because it speaks to something very real.

Whether it is the experience of being bullied or our unwillingness and complete rejection of the very same evil that exists within, I feel like Gege struck a deep cord with the execution.

gege akutami is a menace to society actually

And this is one of the things that have been on my mind about Gege lately--his execution of events as of late has been far more brutal and cruel than before.

Idk how to explain but the events in Shibuya were bad and shocking... but #things right now just feel hopeless and it feels like Gege is unleashing his self-loathing onto his characters--and his self-loathing is cruel and brutal.

With mangaka like him I always have to wonder about their psyche. i.e. CLAMP's Nanase Okawa has an uncanny ability to take you into deep pits of relatable grief and meaningless despair right along with her characters.

All of the above said, I also agree with Frenchie about how I both hate and love Gege for the execution of this moment.

The fact that Gege was able to depict a deep experience of despair through Yuji and then elicit hate from the audience, it speaks to his ability as a story-teller and how the story he's telling resonates deeply with the audience in a cathartic fashion.

Also, not sure if you've seen this post by littleholmes but it includes a photo of what might be the Harima statue in question.

And like... the despair this child statue seems to be experiencing and expressing is so palpable, and I love Gege for making a reference to it because it speaks to Yuji's inner child's grief and helplessness and suffering for not being able to impose his will upon his environment.

Not sure if Spooky will write about it in more detail but I also love what @linkspooky said about the idea that Yuji trying to "Shonen protagonist" his way through things usually doesn't work out.

It's a nice twist on how Shonen mcs just barrel their way through #things with their typical Shonen mc single-minded determination, and everything works out because of the power of friendship or something like that.

Not to sound like a broken record, but this is why I don't understand the idea that JJK is cliché Shonen. There's so much happening underneath the surface that is so rich in commentary on common shonen tropes.

Anyway, thanks for reading !! Have a good day/night.

(Will I ever go off anon? We'll see one day !!)

Thanks for stopping by and sharing all the #thoughts once again!

If you ever come off anon I am looking forward to it. If you don't... well, I'll be looking forward to hearing from you again regardless.

Have a happy JJK Sunday!

[alarrytale]

Hi! So firstly I want to ask how can Harry CO when his community hates him? He'll be met with accusations of doing it for attention, or people not wanting him to be part of the community so they'll alienate him. I guess it will be easier if he is to CO in a relationship like with Louis or whoever. Maybe that's the only option. As it's harder to dismiss if he is with a male partner. But what if he wants to CO on his own? What is a good way to go about it? I do worry that by him continuing to do stunts he will completely push away with his community. Then when he does CO he'll have no support or respect. Secondly I want to ask if you think Harry and Louis can CO or could there be contracts stating that they can't? I saw twitter Larries thinking that Harry will be pressured into BG like Louis, having a kid that isn't his. The theory started with articles earlier this year saying Yan Yan Chan is having his baby this year. They think it's Sony sending a warning to him. It just sounds like clickbait to me as the media print anything about Harry, but it's made me paranoid too. Do you think that can still happen? Do you think maybe they'll have to stay closeted forever due to contracts?

Hi!

To your first point. I don't think the queer community hates him. I think some don't know he's gay, some think it's internalised homophobia keeping him in, some think he doesn’t want to come out because it's not profitable, some think it's because of Louis and some think it's contractual. Some even think he's not gay enough or gay presenting in the right way. His amplified straight presenting image right now is probably a turn off for many. Generally though the queer community is very forgiving when people come out. You get accepted as a member of the community. No matter the reason you were closeted, people know how hard it can be, the opportunities you can lose, the new light people see you in, the judgement you face etc. The only reason he might get some side eye is if he straight out says he stayed in for profit. If he didn’t stunt, then he might have even survived that.

I think it would be better for both of them if they came out at the same time and as a couple. They will get more sympathy that way. Not only did they have to hide their sexuality, but also their relationship. That's even harder. And it's a love story and people love that.

I think Harry could come out on his own, but i'd prefer it if he let Louis come out first. I think it would be harder for Louis to follow after Harry than vice versa. If one came out, the spotlight would immediately turn to the other. If Harry came out first he'd be linked to every man he's seen with. I think that would be harder on Louis. It would also be hard to be in a relationship with one out and the other one still in the closet.

To your second question. I don't think there are contracts saying they're not allowed to come out. I think the moment the powers that be thought that it would be profitable, they'd be allowed (or even forced?) to come out. I think it's image clauses, bargaining and trade offs that's stopping them. Also the timing for both needs to be right. As i've mentioned before, maybe Harry is allowed to come out right now and Louis is not or vice versa. I don't think they'll stay closeted forever, but i do fear (worst case scenario) they'll not be allowed out as long as they want to have a career in the business. We might have to wait until they retire from the business (lord i hope not).

I don't think they'd do a bg for Harry. He's (somewhat) successfull in balancing the gay and the straight right now. A bg would jeopardise that balance and amping up the gay while pretending to be a baby daddy would feed the queerbaiting accusers. It would hurt the bottom line. And that's all Sony cares about.

[voidmarvin]

i like the patient because it was a character study about a serial killer who wanted to get better but never committed enough to actually do anything to stop his violent tendencies. it was also a character study about a jewish therapist who, in all his introspection and determination to help others, never looked into himself at his flaws, never realizing maybe he was apart of the conflict happening within his family.

and focusing on the basic premise of the show, the patient is about a man who wants to help others, and is forced to help someone who deep down, doesn’t want to get better. and as time goes on, as alan is separated from the outside world, stuck in a small room with only a few things to pass the time and his anxiety and thoughts, somehow starts to relate to a serial killer—someone who, societally and morally, isn’t supposed to be related to.

i loved that each character felt like they had depth, they had lives outside of the story, and things they cared about even if it wasn’t directly related to the plot. while i of course don’t support sam, i am fascinated by stories that delve into the types of people that are often flattened down to monsters or stereotypes. also, i enjoy seeing relationships build in the worst of scenarios, when otherwise there would be no relationship there.

alan comes to not only care about sam, but likes him. and sam seemed to genuinely like alan as well. but the entire situation was forced upon alan from the beginning and really, all it was was a survival mechanism. he wanted to live. he wanted to go home. something that, no matter how much sam could be helped, he could never grasp. sam always put his own feelings first, and his mother was complicit in his crimes.

unfortunately i didn’t like the ending, because neither alan or sam had an ending that fit where the story was taking them. for alan, i think he deserved to leave. he survived so long and made a connection with sam, i wish sam had either let him go or alan escaped. and for sam, i don’t understand the ending for his character (is he planning to be chained up in the basement for the rest of his life? that’s never going to continue forever. he has a job and without alan there to help him, his mother would probably just convince him he should be free anyway). i guess the best ending would be alan going to the police and sam getting locked up.

however, i was almost hoping that sam would let alan go willingly (because they built a relationship over that time and have some level of trust in each other) and alan would either go to the police or he would keep quiet in a misplaced effort to “give sam a chance”, which is mostly just a function of his stockholm syndrome and desire to help people. maybe sam wouldn’t kill anymore (or maybe i’m just too optimistic). maybe they would continue therapy. maybe sam would go to an institution or something. maybe he would turn himself in to proved he’s changed.

i can see why sam didn’t do any of that (his selfishness and fear) and maybe it would be more in character for him to lock himself up, since it shows he’s changed in some capacity, but still isn’t an entirely good or different person (because that is basically impossible to expect from someone who barely tried to get better). however, in any case, i do wish alan had survived. i think he deserved it.

[pesterloglog]

Karkat Vantas, Gamzee Makara, Feferi Peixes, Eridan Ampora

Act 5, page 3360-3361

CURRENT carcinoGeneticist [CCG] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board TEAM ADORABLOODTHIRSTY.

CCG: THIS IS PROBABLY THE LAST MEMO I WILL WRITE.

CCG: BECAUSE FIRST OF ALL, THERE'S PRETTY MUCH NOTHING LEFT TO SAY.

CCG: AND SECOND OF ALL, I MIGHT BE DEAD SOON.

CCG: I'M JUST HOPING SOME OF YOU IDIOTS READ THIS, AND EVEN IF YOU THINK I'M FULL OF SHIT NOW, WHEN IT ALL STARTS GOING DOWN YOU MIGHT JUST REMEMBER WHAT I SAID AND SAVE YOURSELVES.

CCG: THE WORST CASE SCENARIO HAS HAPPENED.

CCG: THE BARD OF RAGE IS ON THE LOOSE.

CCG: YEAH, I KNOW WE ALL THOUGHT THAT TITLE WAS A JOKE, BUT IT TURNED OUT IT WASN'T.

CCG: HE'S COMPLETELY SNAPPED, AND FOR THOSE OF YOU FURTHER AHEAD ON THE TIMELINE, I DON'T HAVE TO TELL YOU HOW DANGEROUS HE IS.

CCG: REMEMBER WHAT HE DID TO THE BLACK KING.

CCG: NOBODY COULD EXPLAIN IT, AND THEN HE JUST WENT BACK TO SPACING OUT FOR THE REST OF THE BATTLE.

CCG: I MEAN SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT.

CCG: I DON'T EVEN THINK THE KING COULD FUCKING BELIEVE IT, FRANKLY.

CCG: DID ANYONE'S ATTACK DO AS MUCH DAMAGE? I DON'T THINK SO.

CCG: I DON'T EVEN THINK VRISKA'S DID, ALTHOUGH IT'S HARD TO SAY SINCE THAT WAS THE KNOCKOUT BLOW.

CCG: ^^^ SPOILERS.

CCG: I GUESS WE THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE A SECRET JOKE POWER OR SOMETHING?

CCG: BUT THE JOKE IS ON US.

CCG: HE IS OUT OF PIE, AND NOW THE FAYGO GENIE IS OUT OF THE SHITTY SODA BOTTLE FOR GOOD.

CCG: WE ARE SO SCREWED.

CCG: OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK.

CCG: GUYS, I AM TERRIFIED, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.

CCG: I'M IN A ROOM FULL OF BODIES, AND I THINK I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO TURN MY BACK ON THEM?

CCG: OH MY GOD, I JUST HEARD A HONK.

CCG: OH GOD OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD

CCG: NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

CCG: IT CAME FROM THE HORN PILE

CCG: I DON'T KNOW IF IT WAS JUST THE BODY SETTLING ON AN ERRANT HORN OR...

CCG: OR IF...

CCG: I HAVE TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.

PAST terminallyCapricious [PTC] 420 HOURS AGO responded to memo.

PTC: HeY BeSt fRiEnD.

PTC: nOw wHaT ThE MoThEr fUcK WiLl i bE SuPpOsEd tO Do?

PTC: i'M nOt FoLlOwInG.

CCG: PAST GAMZEE, GOD DAMN IT.

CCG: I AM TRYING TO WARN PEOPLE OF YOUR MURDEROUS FUTURE SELF.

CCG: THIS PRACTICALLY DOESN'T EVEN HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU.

CCG: NOW GO BACK TO GROPING YOUR HORNS AND BEING DISTRACTED BY COLORS YOU USELESS FUCK.

PTC: YeAh, I CaN DeFiNiTeLy cArRy oUt tHaT OrDeR, bRo.

PTC: i gUeSs i'lL WaIt uNtIl tHe mOtHeRfUcKiN FuTuRe hApPeNs tO SeE AbOuT WhAt aLl tHiS MuRdErInG NoIsE Is. :o)

CCG banned PTC from responding to memo.

CCG: LIKE I WAS SAYING.

CCG: STILL FREAKING OUT.

CCG: AUGH

CCG: THERE WAS ANOTHER LITTLE HONK

CCG: IT WAS SO FAINT

CCG: DID I JUST IMAGINE IT? I THINK I MIGHT BE LOSING IT.

CCG: I REALLY HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE, BUT

CCG: I SHOULD TRY TO REVIVE THEM FIRST.

CCG: I KNOW DERSE AND PROSPIT ARE GONE, BUT IF THERE'S ANY CHANCE AT ALL THEY SURVIVED I'VE GOT TO TRY.

CCG: I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO GOING NEAR THAT HORN PILE THOUGH.

CCG: WHAT IF HE'S BEEN IN THERE THE WHOLE TIME???

CCG: I AM SHITTING MYSELF SO HARD HERE, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO.

CCG: GUESS I HAVE TO BRAVE IT FOR FEFERI'S SAKE.

PAST cuttlefishCuller [PCC] 380 HOURS AGO responded to memo.

PCC: For my sake? 38)

PCC: W)(at do you mean, Crabcatc)(?

CCG: OH GOD, FEFERI...

PCC: Is any of t)(is serious?

PCC: It's so )(ard to tell! All of your memos )(ave been so outrageous, I can't even decide w)(at to take seriously anymore.

PCC: T)(is one sounds like the biggest w)(opper of all, to be conknest!

CCG: YES I AM DEAD "GLUBBING" SERIOUS, OK.

PCC: STILL SOUNDS PRETTY FIS)(Y TO M-E!!! 38D

CCG: FEFERI, I'M SORRY.

CCG: IT WAS MY FAULT, I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.

PCC: Sorry for w)(at??

CCG: FOR

CCG: I

CCG: I CAN'T DO THIS

CCG: IT'S TOO MUCH FOR ME, I'M SORRY.

CCG banned PCC from responding to memo.

CCG: BEFORE I GO

CCG: EVERYONE SHOULD ALSO KNOW ERIDAN HAD A COMPLETE SHITHIVE MELTDOWN TOO

CCG: HE'S GOING AROUND KILLING PEOPLE WITH HIS MAGIC WAND

CCG: SO KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR HIM.

CCG: IF I RUN INTO HIM AGAIN, I'M...

CCG: I DON'T EVEN KNOW.

CCG: HE BETTER PRAY TO ALL HIS MURDERED ANGELS IT DOESN'T HAPPEN.

PAST caligulasAquarium [PCA] 311 HOURS AGO responded to memo.

PCA: a magic wwand is that so

PCA: kar come on noww evveryone fuckin KNOWWS this memos rubbish

CCG: HEY ASSHOLE

CCG: CONSIDER OUR "PACT" OVER

PCA: wwevve got a pact

CCG: NOT ANYMORE

CCG: YOU ARE DEAD TO ME

CCG: PAST YOU, PRESENT YOU, FUTURE YOU

CCG: AND ABOVE ALL, UGLY SCARFNECKED DOUCHEBAG HIPSTER YOU

CCG: WAIT I FORGOT, ALL OF THE YOUS ARE THAT YOU

CCG: IF I WASN'T SO TERRIFIED, I'D BE CONSUMED WITH ANGER, AND AS SOON AS I'M DONE COWERING IN A DARK CORNER HIDING FROM THAT HONKING MURDEROUS TOOL, I'M GOING TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND FILLET YOU WITH MY SICKLE.

PCA: wwhoa kar

PCA: this is nothin if not flatterin but dont you think youre comin on a little strong

CCG: OH GOD

CCG: I AM NOT HITTING ON YOU IDIOT, THIS IS HONEST TO GOD PLATONIC ENMITY

CCG: LIKE IN THE "I REALLY DO WANT YOU TO DIE" KIND OF WAY.

CCG: I AM NOT INITIATING AN ELABORATE CALIGINOUS WALTZ WITH YOU YOU DESPERATE SHIT.

PCA: i mean yeah obvviously i kneww you wwerent serious

PCA: i guess i appreciate the effort youre puttin into cheerin me up

PCA: i can alwways count on you for some good ironic repartee kar nobody else really gets our sense a humor

CCG: UGH, NO

PCA: are you busy

PCA: you said youd try to make it to lowwaa soon wwell howw about it

CCG: DUDE, ARE YOU AN IDIOT, YOU CAN PLAINLY SEE I AM FROM 300 FUCKING HOURS IN THE FUTURE, EVEN IF I WERE REMOTELY INTERESTED, WHICH TO THAT I SIMPLY SAY WHAT THE FUCK.

PCA: oh hahaha yeah losin track a the time shit is easy wwhen wwe start riffin like this kar

CCG: LIKE WHAT? WHAT ARE WE EVEN DOING HERE

PCA: im just lonely here and i got major ordeals to keep afloat wwith

CCG: I KNOW YOU'RE LONELY, GOD DAMN IT, WHO CARES.

PCA: im sayin it wwould be cool to hang out and you said you wwould

PCA: can you put in a wword wwith your past self maybe buggin him to make the trip wwhen he gets the chance

CCG: WAIT, WERE YOU HITTING ON ME BACK THEN?

CCG: *ARE* YOU HITTING ON ME?

CCG: LIKE AN ACTUAL RED SOLICITATION, IS THAT WAS THIS WAS???

PCA: wwhat

CCG: GOD DAMN IT, I AM CHEWING YOU OUT FOR WAND MURDER, AND YOU ARE FLIRTING WITH ME

CCG: MY FUCKING GOD MAN.

PCA: hey im not spyin you bein anythin but cagey wwhat wwith this wwhole line a humor and all

CCG: HOW ABOUT NO, DIPSHIT, NOT INTERESTED?????

PCA: evven if i wwasnt compelled to think you wwere still bein flippant and ironic wwith me you cant exactly outright reject me can you

CCG: WHY NOT

PCA: cause youre future you

PCA: doesnt count unless its present you til then its all fair game

CCG: IS THIS REAL, ARE YOU BEING IRONIC OR SOMETHING, I CAN'T EVEN TELL ANYMORE

CCG: THE PROBLEM IS, I CAN'T PUT THIS SORT OF BEHAVIOR PAST YOU AT ALL, SO I DON'T KNOW.

PCA: just send past you ovver man wwell hang out

PCA: its not like im doin anythin right noww

CCG: LIKE FUCK YOU AREN'T

PCA: wwhats that mean

CCG: YOU'RE KILLING ANGELS NOW, AREN'T YOU

PCA: no

CCG: YOU ARE KILLING FUCKING ANGELS, RIGHT NOW, IN THE PAST, WITH YOUR SHITTY GUN. I JUST KNOW IT.

PCA: wwell uh

PCA: therere just so damn many kar and theyre not gettin any less bloody pissed is the thing

CCG: THIS IS WHY IT WOULD NEVER WORK BETWEEN US, MAN.

CCG: BECAUSE YOU ARE A STONE COLD RETARDED FUCKING IDIOT.

CCG: NOT TO MENTION COWARDLY BACKSTABBING MURDERER.

CCG: I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU FOREVER.

PCA: kar im gettin some seriously mixed signals here

CCG: HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO THEM

PCA: wwhat to wwho

CCG: TO

CCG: FUCK

CCG: I THOUGHT YOU LOVED HER.

PCA: wwho man wwhat are you talkin about

CCG: AND ALSO...

PCA: wwhat youre not makin sense

CCG: I CAN'T

CCG: I CAN'T EVEN TYPE HER NAME

CCG: SHE WAS MY FRIEND

CCG: SHE WAS MY REALLY *GOOD* FRIEND AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL TO DO NOW THAT SHE'S GONE.

CCG: I'M SO UPSET, I'M JUST COMPLETELY FREAKING OUT IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE.

PCA: yeah i knoww wwhat its like you wwanna talk about it

CCG: FUCK NO.

CCG: I CAN'T STAND TO LOOK AT YOUR DUMB PURPLE WORDS ANYMORE.

CCG: NEXT TIME I SEE THAT SHITTY COLOR YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT'LL BE COMING OUT OF YOUR BODY.

CCG: AND NO, FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK, THAT WAS NOT INNUENDO.

CCG banned PCA from responding to memo.

CCG: ANYWAY

CCG: THAT'S IT I GUESS.

FUTURE terminallyCapricious [FTC] 0:42:00 HOURS FROM NOW responded to memo.

FTC: honk.

CCG: OH GOD

FTC: HEY BEST MOTHERFUCKING FRIEND.

FTC: what all seems to be the motherfuckin problem? :o)

CCG: OH GOD OH GOD

CCG: DON'T YOU SEE EVERYONE?

CCG: THIS CRAZY FUCKER HAS COMPLETELY CRACKED, I TOLD YOU.

FTC: THAT'S KICKIN THE WICKED MOTHERFUCKIN MISINFORMATION, MY BROTHER.

FTC: i'm as chill as all what's can be.

FTC: NO CAUSE FOR ALARM, JUST MOTHERFUCKIN GONNA SIT AND ZONE THE MOTHERFUCK OUT WITH A PAN RUSTING PIE LIKE AS MY USUAL MOTHERFUCKIN SELF DOES.

FTC: honk.

FTC: HONK.

FTC: honk.

FTC: HONK.

CCG: OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

FTC: i'm in your future, best friend.

FTC: I KNOW WHERE YOU MOTHERFUCKING ARE.

FTC: and what you'll motherfuckin do.

CCG: NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

FTC: AND ALSO.

FTC: and also.

FTC: GUESS MOTHERFUCKIN WHAT.

CCG: .....

CCG: NO I DON'T WANT TO

FTC: i'm all about to be meeting up some friends. :o)

FTC: GOING TO GET PRETTY MOTHERFUCKING FRIENDLY AT THEM REAL SOON.

FTC: i wonder if you can all be at with me in time and make me get my reconsider on?

FTC: MAYBE SPLIT AN ELIXIR LIKE A COUPLE OF CHOICE BROS.

FTC: just like we are... :o)

FTC: ME AND HIM. Do:

FTC: hoooooooooooooooooonk. ;oD

CCG: OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK

CCG: I HAVE TO GO

CCG closed memo.

[evilminji]

Well if I'm being ENABLED :3c

Imagine it? An adorable, angelic, glowing, white haired, green eyed child? High ringing laugh and actual stars in his eyes. Clearly otherworldly. Mischievous at worst but at BEST? Possibly some sort of Star or Space Spirit. Very CLEARLY a prince.

He has floating crown of stardust and ice.

Someone, someWHERE... is missing their Small Child. That person is ROYALTY.

That is the BEST case scenario. The WORST? Why is a small prince, NOT in the palace, NOT surrounded by his family, NOT surrounded by gaurdians, and as FAR as they could possibly send him? In the presence of HEROS?

They don't WANT to assume... but given the tract records of their lives? They'd kinda have to be dumb not too. Someone probably KILLED the royal family. Wants the Last Surviving Heir dead. It's ALWAYS something God awful like that. Kid doesn't even seem to know. Might have blocked it out.

GUESS THEY'RE A DAD NOW.

But guuuuess who like to give Geros High Blood Pressure??

Danny! He is both 6 and 18...-ish! His emotions are all over the place and he can concentrate worth a DANG. But he has his buddy and he planned this road trip so he's GOING dang it!

Granted... he... he THINKS he meant to go, like, to Europe with Tucker n Sam? Hit the haunted castles to see if the actually WERE and stuff...

......what was he doing? Oh! A hamdurger! Burger. FOOD! *steals it from literal Iron Man's hands. While he's in his "basicly fort knox" lab* Danny feels like he's forgetting something. Oh hey, robots. Hi, robots!

And what he's forgetting? He's basically HEAVILY CONCUSSED. Bouncing back and forth between "yeah I'm basicly an adult" to "🥺 I ran out of cheetos and have the power of a God. Am baby and about to become A Problem(tm)😢"

But? He's still Danny! Good kid.

Just a good kid who can.... *casually opens portal to different reality where his current self appointed gaurdians CANT FOLLOW HIM*

They have LOST THE BABY.

Panic.

@stealingyourbones

Submitted Prompts #121

Danny learns that, upon his 18th birthday when he is considered an adult according to his birth culture, he will be ascending the throne and officially becoming King of the Infinite Realms. He, obviously, freaks out. He plots and plans and schemes, but nothing comes of it. For better or worse, he will be king soon.

He begins taking lessons from Pandora, Frostbite, and even more so from Clockwork on how to king good. He also decides to dedicate himself even more on earth while he has the time so that he can enjoy the remnants of his childhood and graduate with his peers.

While working with Clockwork, he is entranced with a large glowing green orb the ectoentity kept in a corner of what had become Danny’s classroom. Clockwork had firmly warned him against touching said orb, which, duh, of course Danny wouldn’t do that. He knows better. He’s almost an adult, of course he won’t touch the mysterious globe in the corner.

He touches it.

(Of course Clockwork knew that by forbidding young Daniel he only made it almost certain that he would touch it. Clockwork was a teenager a few hours ago, he understands.)

White rings course up his arm and across his body, in a similar way to his transformation though it was lasting longer and almost pulsing over his ghostly form. He becomes ensconced in white light like a chrysalis that gets larger the longer this goes on. Luckily for the nascent ruler of the Realms, Cujo had decided to visit his favorite human to play fetch, and was too impatient to wait for the phenomenon to finish.

Jumping on Danny breaks the chrysalis of white energy, causing Danny to fall to the ground to be subjected to a vicious attack of puppy spit. Only, something was different. Cujo was much larger than he should be as a puppy. And also heavier than he remembered.

Clockwork enters the room to a sight he had expected, a six year old who laying with his puppy. Truly, it was a precious sight, he’d make sure to send photos to Pandora, she’d love them.

A de-aged Danny has to spend twelve years in adjacent human friendly universes in order to age up. Unfortunately, Wulf had already taught him how to open portals, and Danny is just as impulsive and emotional as he had been at six, just add phenomenal cosmic power. Wherever he ends up, he’ll be a handful for whoever finds him.

[thewertsearch]

Asks Compilation 23/10

Done and done. I'm surprised I didn't already have a tag for them, to be honest!

Oh, fun! I always wonder if people are reading for the first time along with me. I'm sure you've overtaken me already by now!

I don't think I'd have as much fun with the blog if it was less blind. Even the knowledge that the trolls existed was enough to heavily influence my theories.

Aren't they thirteen?

Granted, we don't know if trolls mature at the same rate as humans, but they certainly seem to be in that age range to me.

Nepeta, resident matchmaker, seems unsure about the current status of the Sollux/Aradia relationship, but she'd definitely drawn a heart there before. Plus, Aradia immediately identified the '8oyfriend' as Sollux, so there is something going on with them.

If it does, and he did, then that's pretty clever - but unfortunately for him, it's probably futile. There are surely a million other ways she could manipulate his desires.

I know Homestuck is controversial, but I always had the vague idea that, like Undertale, its reputation had a lot more to do with the fandom than the property itself.

I'm surprised there's that many people who say the comic is bad. The comic is great. Even if, worst-case-scenario, it jumps the shark on the very next page, there's still so much to love.

I guess this is a good explanation for why his name is so close to Lord British - thus, their similar invincibility schticks really are coincidental.

The former works well - although, I've just noticed on reread that he hasn't actually referred to himself as a doctor. He's just 'Doc'.

That said, I have reason to believe that he is, in fact, a real doctor.

Maybe he really is a gambling man.

Well, Terezi is referencing his comic before Earth even exists...

So it's like the SBaHJifier gag, but for the whole comic?

That sounds ambitious, but interesting, especially if it's doing everything you say it is. Any fanwork that people think was written by Hussie must be something special.

It's fun, getting both of these messages in the same week. Glad you're enjoying it!

Yeah, I didn't consider Equius as an option, back when Aradia was talking about this. I don't think I'd have picked him at the time, though.

Both Equius and Vriska convinced themselves that they had an arrangement with Aradia.

In retrospect, her own statement - which came after the two above - was, indeed, deliberately vague. It's supposed to make you wonder which of the two options she was talking about. As far as I can tell, there was no reason to assume it couldn't be Vriska - she'd even told Karkat that she was going to be the 'real leader', so we knew she was planning a power grab.

Anyway, I defaulted to her, since she'd talked about her co-leader arrangement only a couple of pages beforehand. I don't think I even remembered Equius was an option until he spoke to her later. Can't catch 'em all!

Pop! Team! Nepic!

Thank you! Yeah, Vriska's attitude is completely understandable at this point. Would she really have survived if she wasn't cruel?

I was skeptical about that line initially - but Vriska honestly doesn't seem to be much of a liar, so I think part of her really did see Aradia as a friend.

I personally doubt Aradia ever felt anything positive towards Vriska - she's a blue-blood, after all, a hateful sn0b - but that doesn't stop them being friends. After all, the same could be said about Karkat, towards Gamzee. Trolls just seem to see friendships differently.

I try to avoid queueing stuff - gotta put the live in 'liveblog', after all!

There are occasional exceptions, though. For example, if I answer a lot of (non-compiled) asks at once, and don't want to fill up people's dashboards, I might queue them to space them out a little - but never more than an hour or so in advance.

Really, the answer to your question is 'neither', since I don't have a schedule. Lately, I've been posting about four days a week, and each liveblog session will last for two to four posts - but that's all subject to change, depending on my mood, my energy levels, random life stuff and, frankly, the phase of the moon. Properly scheduling this blog has proved impossible, so I'm just embracing it at this point.

If there's one thing that Aradia and Vriska can agree on, it's that an Equius-made arm is good for only one thing - rippin' out hearts!

Sorry - no breaks longer than a week? Since Act 1?

I suppose if your website pays your rent, you don't really need a day job - but still, I'm surprised that no life stuff got in the way in all that time. Hell, it's already happened to me - and this comic is surely way easier to analyze than it is to write!

Well, I'm only on 2300 now, so I haven't seen much!

I'm just curious as to why he's seeking out Karkat, specifically. Jack seems to work independently, not taking orders from his Queen - so what's motivating him, this early in the game?

No reason it can't be both, right? This is probably one of the most emotionally intense things to happen to her since her death, and it just so happens to coincide with her 'resurrection'. Frankly, I'd have been more surprised if she didn't lose her shit.

Also - damn, I didn't notice he was mirroring her '0k' catchphrase. No, Equius. No one was 0k with that.

Welcome! You can thank a few of my readers for helping me optimize my tagging system, too. I think it was @krixwell who first suggested I add a tag which included asks!

[quirkle2]

WAIT WAIT if wars is exiled from his own home ,,,, the amount of dread. he would feel when LU is over and the found family is unfounded my god . like yes, he still wouldn't regret it bc it happened over him standing up for ledge, but that opens up the problem of homelessness and not to mention the spiral he'd probably go down from losing the family he's grown so used to having by his side. from how you've said it, im guessing he really has nobody to lean back on in his own time. i can see him digging his own way out and still finding a way to live happily but the way you've set it up makes at least the first few months for wars post-LU hurt and i am here for it <33

WIGGLES WIGGLES RUNS AROUND IN CIRCLES i actually have . an lu ending established in my head. i wont ramble abt it here cuz i don't wanna stray from ur ask but could y'all possibly indulge me sometime and let me ramble abt the Literal Best Case Scenario that will indeed give wars a very happy ending . it's my beloved ranch au and i cherish it deeply looks at u all like a pathetic little wet dog that's begging for scraps

BUT IF UR HERE FOR HURT,,,, i think i have some. in my head this is sort of a What If scenario—horrible-no-good-terrible-worst-case scenario—cuz i'm a little bitch boy who can't handle unfounded family and ill sob for three days straight if it ever happens for real but i can destroy him in hypothetical scenarios . for the funsies

(warning for unfounding the found family . and also additional stuff in the tags)

he Would be homeless and honestly he'd be damn hard-pressed to find any inn or business who would allow him service. imagine: he's just said goodbye to the chain and he's an absolute wreck—emotionally exhausted and Yeah rly fuckin hopeless, and he trudges to the nearest town he can find and discovers that 1) everybody he sees looks at him w malice, and 2) all of the business owners in town Refuse service to him

he discovers that somehow, at some point, false word had gotten out that their hero "abandoned" them. the stories r all different, and wars has no idea how they originated—some of them claim he simply quit and left, some say he Attacked The Queen and went rogue, some call him a traitor and accuse him of working with and fleeing to other countries, and some think he's Dead

and that . is a fucking slap to the face. he's been training 24/7 since he was 9 years old, put up w the abuse and neglect from his shitty father all the while, risked his life every day when promoted to captain to defend this kingdom from enemies and traitors alike, and when his people abandon him, they accuse him of treason and say he left his home to rot.

he walks through the streets of this town and most families are ushering their children into houses bc they heard the one-man army hero has gone mad. some of the more hostile, up-front people take him head on, spout death threats at him, swipe at him w blades and torches. he can't escape into a building bc no owner will let him in. he Has to flee

and u can imagine how the rest of his days go. search for a town, get chased out, camp in the woods and survive on scraps and dirty river water until he can find another town that prolly Won't sell him anything. he's fucked. he's truly and royally Fucked.

occasionally, he's saved by a town or two that leans toward the other side of things and some people don't believe the stories. some people think he was wronged, some believe he was Murdered, some think he simply fuckin retired, it varies. they're usually nicer to him, sometimes indifferent. the kinder people take him in, give him clean clothes and a warm meal and let him stay at the inn at a discount and sometimes even for free, if he looks particularly ragged or starved (he . is indeed lookin a little thin). he makes sure to thank them plenty

one time, he's invited into a nice family's house and they cook a hearty meal for him, offer a guest bed to rest in. and then they try to kill him in his sleep.

he doesn't take any handouts after that.

it takes a while—and i mean a while—to find somebody who's willing to let him rent a property or stay at an inn for an extended period of time. most people r wary of him, and since they've all heard the stories of how unstoppable he is, to regular old people he now seems like a monster. eventually though, he does find a place and folk who don't think he's all bad that'll let him stay if he pays well. he has plenty of money—he just hasn't been Allowed to spend any of it

that whole other ask ? the whole Point of the scarf deal, and what it symbolizes ? it's . kinda shredded into pieces in this scenario. yes, he did get better from his time in the war and Yes, the scarf still represents him finally finding a family to love and happiness to be had, but . now that's gone. his family is Gone. literally all that he has left is his mother's scarf, and even what it represents feels,,,,,,,,, soiled

he can't even visit his mother's grave. the cemetery is in castle town. he's been robbed of Literally Everything

.,, yeah ok that's all im so sorry GVIEAGYV hate to cut it short but this is too sad for me and like I said I'm a goddamn little bitch boy and if he doesn't get happiness RIGHT NOW !!!!!!!!!! I'LL DIE!!!!

i like to think he'd get better. but honestly ? that's . so much on him. all that on Such a sensitive and sweet person is a lot. i feel like he'd be miserably unhappy and hopeless for . a long time

[xoxoavenger]

Crazy

pairing: Luke Skywalker x reader

summary: Y/N goes a little crazy when Luke doesn't return from his patrol, and she definitely outs their secret relationship.

word count: 3624

warnings: cannon typical injury

masterlist

"Do you have to go?" Y/N asked, grabbing Luke's arm before he slipped out of the bed.

"If I don't go now, people will get suspicious and come looking for me." Luke kissed her neck, and she rolled onto her back.

"I'm sorry you're so popular, but that's not my fault." Y/N said, eyes still closed and still hanging onto him.

"Y/N," Luke whined, falling back into bed with her as she pulled at him.

"I think you're sick today." Y/N said, placing her arms around him and making him as close as he could be to her.

"There will still be people looking for me. I have to go." Luke kissed her head, untangling himself from her. "You should probably get up too, Y/N." Luke began putting on the extensive layers he had to have on in order to not freeze on this ice planet.

"I don't want to." She mumbled, and he rolled his eyes fondly at her.

"Come on." Luke pulled her up, and she finally opened her eyes. Luke had two layers out of the five he normally put on for missions, and Y/N pouted.

"Why did you put your clothes on?" She asked, and Luke let out a small laugh.

"Because it's cold. You need to put your clothes on too." Luke grabbed Y/N's long sleeved under shirt, and she lifted her arms up so he could put it over her. "Are you ready to go to work today?" Luke asked, getting dressed himself after helping Y/N.

"No." She muttered, wiping her eyes. "Can you do my hair?" Y/N asked, and Luke smiled at her.

"I can't do it as well as Leia does, Y/N. You know that." Luke said, but he still moved behind Y/N and began braiding her hair in two sections. "Here's your hat, love." Luke put the hat on Y/N, and she smiled at him.

"Be careful." She said, leaning on her tip toes to kiss him. He kissed back, lips warm against her cold body.

"I'm always careful." He smirked as they parted.

"Keep talking like that and you'll sound like Han." Y/N smirked, and Luke huffed out a breath. "I'm serious, Luke. I don't know what I'd do without you." She placed her hands on his chest, wishing he would be closer to her than the millions of layers between them to keep them warm.

"I know. You'd go crazier than you already are, Y/N." Luke smiled, hands rubbing his hands up and down her hips.

"Stop it!" Y/N whined, hitting his chest.

"I love you." Luke said, bringing her close.

"I thought you had to leave." Y/N rested her head on his chest.

"I do." He kissed her forehead.

"I love you too." Y/N kissed Luke one more time before the separated and made their way to their respective jobs.

~

"Han? Where's Luke?" Y/N asked as soon as Han walked into the control room. She knew Luke hadn't checked in yet, and he never forgets.

"He's checking out a meteorite that hit near him." Han answered.

"Alone?"

"With all the meteor activity in this system, it's going to be difficult to spot approaching ships." Y/N's question was disregarded, and she felt her heart race. Something wasn't right.

"General, I got to leave. I can't stay anymore." Han said, and Y/N looked over at Leia. She knew the princess had feelings for the captain, even if she would never admit it out loud.

"What?" Leia turned to see Y/N staring at her.

"Tell him how you feel, Leia! You don't really want him to leave, do you?" Y/N asked, and Liea turned to look at Han again, who was still talking to the General.

"When are you going to tell Luke how you feel, Y/N?" Leia whispered, and Y/N rolled her eyes. Luke and her were still new at the whole love thing, so no one knew about what happened behind closed doors.

"Well, Your Highness, guess this is it." Han said, and Y/N and Leia turned to see Han now behind them.

"That's right." Leia nodded.

"We hate to see you go, Han." Y/N said, and Han shoved her slightly.

"Don't tell me things you don't mean." He smirked, before looking at Leia. "Well, don't get all mushy on me, Princess. So long." And then Han was out the door. Leia and Y/N shared a look before Liea was after him, leaving Y/N to wonder where Luke was.

~

"Han!" Y/N yelled, making the man stand up and move from under his ship.

"What now?" He asked, and Y/N shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.

"Where's Luke?" She asked, and Han's face immediately changed to concern.

"What do you mean?"

"He hasn't come back yet. Leia and I don't know where he is, and the temperature is starting to drop and-"

"Hold on, honey. I don't know where he is." Han informed her.

"Nobody knows where he is." C-3PO informed them, and Y/N and Han turned to see the gold machine standing beside them.

"Nobody?" Y/N muttered.

"What do you mean, nobody knows?" Han asked, and Y/N's heart picked up its pace as if she was sprinting. "Deck Officer!" Han was yelling before 3PO could speak.

"Excuse me, sir, might I-"

"Shut it, 3PO." Y/N mumbled, following Han.

"Do you know where Commander Skywalker is?" Han asked.

"I haven't seen him." Y/N shut her eyes as the man spoke, trying to think of the best case scenario as stomach churned.

"Is it possible he came in through the south entrance?" Y/N asked, eyes still closed.

"Yes."

"It's possible? Why don't you go find out? It's getting dark out there." Han commanded.

"Yes, sir." The man responded, and it was quiet until Y/N felt hands on her shoulders.

"Y/N?" Han's voice cut through her thoughts, and she opened her eyes. "Are you alright? You're breathing really heavily." Han said, and Y/N nodded, although her breath intake increased.

"Hey, calm down. You're going to make yourself pass out." Han put a gloved hand on her face, and Y/N didn't react. "You probably need some sleep, I'm guessing. Are you tired?" Han had no idea what he was doing, but Luke's best friend was freaking out and normally he dealt with this sort of stuff.

"We need to find Luke." Y/N muttered, suddenly grabbing a helmet and scarf. She was putting them on, glassy look in her eyes.

"You need to stay here, Y/N." Han said, hands still on her shoulders. "Are you okay? You're shaking." Han was staring at Y/N, concerned. She was blinking rapidly and shaking behind the eye shield.

"I'm just cold. Come on, we need to find Luke." Y/N said, putting the helmet on.

"No, I'm going to find Luke. You're going to stay here." Han barely gave her time to finish her sentence. She began to walk away and he grabbed her, pulling her back. "Y/N, seriously. You're not going."

"Let go of me, Han, or I swear to-

"Stop fighting! You're not going!" Han yelled, and Y/N struggled in his arms weakly.

"I have to go! I have to help him!" Y/N yelled, but Han held onto her tightly.

"You can help him by staying here and working in the command center." He then moved to hug her, and she started to cry in his arms.

"Save him, please." She cried to him, and Han felt his heart break. Although Luke and Y/N never said anything about their relationship, Han knew there was something going on.

"I will. I promise."

~

"Sir, all the patrols are in." Y/N and Leia turned to hear the conversation between the two men.

"Still no-" Y/N turned her head as the man cut himself off, the pair obviously not wanting to say more because Leia and herself were there. "Still no contact from Skywalker or Solo." The man said quieter, and Leia grabbed Y/N's arm.

"Mistress Leia, Mistress Y/N, R2 says he's been quite unable to pick up any signals, although he does admit that his own range is far too weak to abandon all hope." 3PO informed them, and Y/N took a deep breath, wishing her emotions away.

"Your highness, there's nothing more we can do tonight." One of the men said to Leia, and Y/N turned her back to them, trying to clear her mind. It was going to be very cold at night, and Y/N knew it would be hard to survive.

"The shield doors must be closed."

"What?" Y/N cried out, spinning to face them.

"Y/N, we can't do anything until morning." Leia said, pain in her voice.

"They're going to freeze out there!" Y/N cried, and she heard Chewy let out a growl.

"Close the doors." Leia said, and Y/N felt her world collapse in on her, head spinning.

"He's going to die." Y/N mumbled, tears spilling out of her eyes. She looked to Leia, who had a sad frown on her face.

"We don't know that. Han and Luke are strong, Y/N, they can do this." Leia tried to comfort her, but Y/N just shook her head as more tears went tumbling down her cheeks. Just as she was about to fall, to let her body go numb, Chewy grabbed onto her, turning her to him and wrapping his long arms around her as she cried into his fur.

"R2 says the chances of survival are 725 to one." 3PO said, and then the loud clash of the door closing sounded, causing Y/N to cry out. 3PO kept talking, but Y/N drowned him out, sobbing into Chewbacca.

"I'm sure Luke and Han will be back in the morning." Leia's hand was at her back, and Y/N turned her face to see the princess, still holding tight to Chewy.

~

She slept the worst she has ever slept in her entire life, tossing and turning, her eyes not wanting to stay closed. Still, when she woke up, she was expecting to be in Luke's arms. Instead, she woke up next to a furball, and the pain of yesterday's events came crashing down. Y/N picked herself up, wiping a hand over her face. Her head was spinning, and her chest was hurting from her heart beating out of her chest for so long. She came out of the Millennium Falcon, which she barely remembers falling stumbling in and falling asleep, to see Leia pacing in the hanger.

"Did you even sleep?" Y/N asked, pulling her sleeves down.

"Did you?" Leia looked to Y/N, seeing the bags under her eyes, and then back to the open door. "They sent the rescue team out a little while ago. I'm waiting for word that they found them." Leia said over the irrelevant chatter of the rescue team.

"Hopefully they find something more than just frozen bodies." Y/N said, and Leia frowned at her.

"Have hope, Y/N. I'm sure they'll be okay." Leia put a hand on her shoulder, and Y/N smiled at her.

"Echo Base, this is Rouge Two. I've found them. Repeat, I've found them." Came through the comm, and Y/N and Leia both let out a sigh of relief, hugging each other. Y/N almost felt herself fall as her knees buckled, but Leia righted her.

Y/N and Leia awaited the plane that would be carrying Han and Luke, and Y/N rushed over to it as soon as they landed. Luke was being pushed on a medic carrier, and Y/N followed with it. He was pale, a black eye and cuts adorning his face. Y/N pushed the hair out of his face, feeling his cold skin.

"We need to get him into a bacta tank." Someone said, and Y/N looked up.

"Will he be okay?" Y/N asked, and someone in front of her stopped, making her stop. Luke kept going, and Y/N tried to get around the medic.

"He'll be fine, Ma'am. He will need to spend at least ten hours in the bacta tank, which is a hard sight to see. Are you sure you want to stay with him?" The man asked, and Y/N furrowed her brows in anger.

"Get out of my way." She said, pushing past him and running to keep up with Luke. She watched as he was hooked up to a breathing tube, and then stripped down. The droids slipped a machine over his arms before lifting him into the tank. Y/N made her way forwards toward the tank, placing her hands on the glass as she looked at Luke. He was completely unconscious, and every so often a droid attached to the tank would shock him, causing his back to arch and his body to tense.

Y/N stayed at the tank for twelve hours, sitting next to and leaning on it while watching Luke. She needed to make sure he was okay.

"You should get some sleep. He'll be pulled out soon." Han said, putting a hand on Y/N's shoulder. Han and Leia had been in and out with C-3PO and R2-D2, but Y/N had stayed the entire time, only eating a small portion of the food they had brought.

"I'm okay." Y/N said, smiling up at Han and wiping a hand across her face. He grimaced, and Y/N looked up at Luke, wishing he could just be close to her. Watching him float in the tank lifelessly was unsettling, and all she wanted to do was cuddle with him for an entire solstice.

"You need to sleep at some point. Chewy told me you barley slept on the Falcon last night, and it's getting late." Han told her, and Y/N looked back to him

"Exactly. I slept last night so I'm fine." Y/N told him.

"You need to eat and sleep, and then Luke will be out." Han pushed, and Y/N stood up.

"Why do you care? You were going to leave anyway." Y/N crossed her arms, and Han looked almost hurt.

"I was just trying to help you. Don't want you looking like more of a mess than normal when he comes out." Han said, and Y/N punched his shoulder.

"That's for leaving me here." Y/N seethed, and Han rolled his eyes.

"You would have died out there in your state. I was doing you a favor." He explained, and Y/N pushed Han. It wasn't hard, since she was so weak, but it still angered Han.

"Doing me a favor? I was trying to save him and you stopped me."

"You were going crazy, Y/N! You can't blame me for not taking you." He said, and Y/N frowned.

"I also promised Luke I wouldn't put you in danger if he were to go missing." Han said softly, and Y/N looked to her unconscious lover.

"Why?" She whispered, placing a hand on the tank.

"He loved you, ya know."

"Yeah, I do." Y/N let a tear slip out of her eye, and Han wiped it away.

"He'll be okay." He said, bringing Y/N into a side hug.

"I know, but I just want him to be okay now." She mumbled, placing her other hand on the tank, leaning against it.

"Will you rest now?" Han asked, hoping he'd get to her after that talk.

"I'm okay here." Y/N said, and Han sighed, but left to sleep anyway.

~

"Mistress Y/N?" Y/N woke up to 3PO's voice, and she looked around to realize she was still in the room they were keeping Luke in. She sat up, looking up to see Luke still floating in the tank. "They're taking Master Luke out now." 3PO informed her, and she stood to see Han and Leia also in the room. The droid detached from the tank, and Y/N stood with the others to watch Luke be lifted out of the tank. They set him on a bed, then toweled him down. They put new clothes on him and then whisked him away, Y/N in tow. Leia and Han met her on the way, and the three of them followed the bed until a droid stopped them.

"No humans allowed until Commander Skywalker is awake." The droid said, and Y/N scowled.

"I'm his girlfriend." Y/N explained.

"Doesn't matter. Commander Skywalker needs his rest." The droid responded.

"Well how long is that gonna take?" Han stepped up, defending Y/N.

"A least a few hours."

"What? No, I want to see him now." Y/N said, trying to get past the droid. It didn't budge.

"I'm afraid you can't. Please go to your room, and we will have you notified when he wakes."

"No! I'm going to be with him in there." Y/N tried to push the droid away, but he did nothing.

"Move, you big bag of bolts!" She cried, but the droid did not let her through.

"Y/N, it'll probably be good for you to get some sleep." Leia put a hand on her shoulder, but Y/N shrugged it off.

"I don't want sleep, I want to see him!" She yelled, but the droid still stood in her way. "I swear to the Imperial Army I will rip you apart piece by piece if you don't let me through." Y/N threatened, however the droid seemed uninterested.

"We'll get clearance from the General. This isn't the hill you want to die on." Leia said, and Y/N turned to her. She looked at Leia, and then at Han, and suddenly she deflated.

"I just want to be with him. Make sure he's okay." She said, crying for what seemed like the millionth time. Leia wrapped her up in a hug, and she let out a breath against her.

"He'll be okay. He's in good hands. You should get some rest." Leia pulled away and winked, and Y/N just nodded. It appeared that Leia had a plan, and knowing her it was probably a good one.

"We're terribly sorry about that." 3PO said as they walked away, and once they turned the corner, Leia began to talk.

"We're sneaking you in here tonight." She mumbled, and the group continued walking.

"How?" Y/N asked, looking at Leia, but she was looking straight ahead,

"It's cold enough at night that there aren't many alive rebels that work in the medical wing, and droids are charging." Leia explained, still looking ahead as they began walking.

"I'll come get you from your room in two hours." Leia finished as they came up to Y/N's room. She honestly almost forgot she had her own room, spending so much time in Luke's.

"Thank you." Y/N smiled at them both, hugged Leia and then went to her room.

~

She couldn't sleep. She knew Luke was perfectly fine, but not being able to see and feel him made her on edge. She almost fainted at the knock on her door. Y/N opened it way to eagerly, smiling at Leia.

It was cold in the hallways, since it was night now. Y/N shivered as she walked through the empty space, making her way slowly to where Luke was.

"Do you know which room he's in?" Y/N asked, coming up upon the many doors leading to rooms.

"While you were throwing your tantrum, I was watching to see which room they put him in." Leia smirked, opening the door to her right. Y/N smiled, hugged Leia, and then quickly went into the room.

"Oh, Luke." Y/N mumbled, seeing Luke laying on the bed asleep. His hair covered his closed eyes partially, and his skin was still pale, making his injuries seem worse. She pushed herself onto his bed, laying down next to him. "You dumbass." Y/N whispered, clinging to him. His body was warm, and Y/N kissed his cheek, hand going to rest on his chest and leg wrapped around him.

Finally, finally, she fell into a peaceful sleep.

~

"You're not supposed to be here." Y/N woke to the stupid droids voice, and she sat up.

"I'm sorry." Y/N mumbled, moving from Luke. She looked at him, and he was still sleeping. She felt like she hadn't gotten any sleep, and she realized she hadn't been asleep for long.

"I'm going to ask you to leave, Ma'am." The droid said, and Y/N let a little breath out.

"It's fine, Med. You can go to your next patient." A human said at the door, and Y/N smiled slightly.

"Thank you." She said to the man at the door, who nodded and turned the light off.

~

Lips on hers. That's what she finally woke up to.

Chapped, bruised, swollen lips, but they most definitely belonged to the one and only Luke Skywalker.

Y/N opened her eyes, pushing Luke away lightly. She was still in his bed in the medic wing, and when she sat up, she noticed Han, Leia, Chewy, 3PO and R2 were also in the room. Y/N blushed, and Luke brought her closer.

"What happened?" Y/N asked, and Luke shook his head, cuddling closer to her.

"I got taken by a snow monster, and it was really cold." Luke mumbled, and Y/N rolled her eyes, holding him close as well.

"Well, it seems you two get along very well. When did this happen?" Han asked, and Y/N sunk farther into the bed.

"A lot of things happen behind your back, Han." Luke said smugly, and Y/N smiled.

"It's cute that you think this was behind my back."

"I'm glad you're okay." Y/N said, looking up at Luke and pretending Han hadn't just spoke.

"I am too. I heard you went crazy and threw a tantrum without me." Luke smirked, and Y/N hit his chest, beginning to move away. "It's kinda cute." Luke said, pulling Y/N closer to him.

"You're about to die again, Commander Skywalker." Y/N threatened, and Luke rolled his eyes and brought her close up to him.

"I'm so glad you're not already crazy."

[gorogues]

This is a rather strange hypothetical question, but.... if the Rogues were somehow doused by Scarecrow's fear toxin, what do you think they would see? (More specifically, what would they see under the influence of the specific toxin that causes a person to see their worst fears?)

Hmmm, interesting question. I think for some it's easier to figure than others, because their subconscious is so close to the surface that we can see its periscope, to paraphrase Al Desmond. 

Mick famously has/had a terrible phobia of the cold thanks to that meat locker, though I think his worst fear is probably about what happened to his family or a fear of his pyromania getting so out of control that he hurts other people he cares about. Maybe even strangers he doesn't know, like a building full of little kids.

Len and Lisa probably most fear being at their father's mercy again, even if he's dead (no idea whether Larry is dead in current continuity or not). I think that's what they'd see in a fear toxin vision, at any rate, since it's still so raw for them. It's possible Len's greatest fear is something bad happening to Lisa, but I don't think the converse would be her greatest fear.

Roscoe would fear being inadequate again like in his youth, even if it's just being perceived that way by others. He is desperate to be recognized as highly intelligent and powerful -- y'know, the top of his class -- and just being average again would be intolerable for him.

Sort of similarly, we've seen that Digger's greatest fear is being laughed at and considered a joke. Sometimes he hides that well with a lackadaisical attitude towards being considered a loser, and sometimes he doesn't. Rob Williams' Suicide Squad run established him as a huge mess of anxiety, so it's possible he's got a lot of fears which could attack him.

The others are less obvious, at least to me.

Owen is afraid of being alone and adrift without family and friends, though I'm not sure whether that'd be his worst fear.

Evan is afraid of losing himself in Wonderland, either physically or emotionally. He flirts with it, both to dull his emotional pain and probably as a form of self-harm, but fears he'll be swallowed by it.

I think Hartley's probably most afraid he'll lose his hearing again and will never be able to hear more music, but he likely has a terror of being under his parents' dominion again and having no control over his life. For him things are complicated because the two fears are connected with each other and he may have mixed feelings about getting his implant, but losing music after discovering it would likely be devastating to him.

It's very possible that James' greatest fear is still falling, but I feel he probably has something deeper than that. Williamson's run established a significant fear of disappointing his crappy parents, but I wasn't a fan of that story, TBH. He may have a pretty big neurosis about the two of those fears tied together; either way, I'm sure any fears he has stem from his early life, pre-Trickster.

It's unclear to me what Mark's greatest fear is, but I suspect fear gas would make him relive the trauma of Clyde's death. We know he has flashbacks about it, and the subject causes him great distress.

With Axel I'm not sure, but he may be similar to Owen with fears of losing his chosen family. It's why he lets Len kick him around when he misbehaves.

Roy might face fears about being unable to create art, but in all honesty the guy has faced a lot of worst-case scenarios in his life and has survived them, so maybe there isn't much left for him to fear. He's been mocked and laughed at his entire life, people have doubted his skills because of his disability and his gimmick, and he's lost his family. I guess he might fear disappointing his beloved (deceased) dad, but his dad clearly believed in him so much that maybe he doesn't have any self-doubts about it, and Roy is tough enough to press on with his art and as a supervillain even despite people's cruelties. He's an interesting case. I kind of like the idea of him being mostly unaffected by the fear gas because of his own fear-inducing ability, but the gas probably doesn't work that way.

Al is tough because his personality has changed so drastically over the years. Pre-Johns, Al most feared his darker impulses and what they indicated about him, so much so that he created a tulpa to wall them off in another being. It wasn't 'him' who wanted to do those bad things, it was Alvin or Dr Alchemy. But since the year 2000 or so, I've got no idea what he fears most or might keep him up at night…there might not be anything.

Sam is frankly an enigma to me, as he's generally been presented as so cocky and hasn't really had a lot of personal development. He's occasionally gotten the crap scared out of him (by Batman, the False Face Society, the near-fatal attack by the Eradicator; recently he was terrified of Lex Luthor), but he's never really indicated any primal fears or past doubts which haunt him. I think the fear gas would make him see something we don't know about yet.