#but for your sake op I'll leave it out

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Sugar, Spice and a Tempting Vice (1)

VA! MC x OM! Characters

TW: Eh it's more fluffy than smutty I'd say, but minors DNI. Loads of random lore for the sake of immersion. Now to brainstorm the rest of the characters.

INTRO

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"After a freak accident, you and a group of 5 people get teleported into a fantastical world together. Who will you team up with to try and leave this place? Or will they convince you to stay and have a new life with them here instead? Or will you stumble across the biggest secret that this new world holds...?"

You read out the summary for them at a group dinner at Diavolo's castle. Apparently, it was to celebrate your debut as a VA. They all clapped and bombarded you with questions. You tried to answer as many as you could without any spoilers.

They were supposed to have already started playing the game but the game servers got a little overwhelmed and had to go under maintenance with so many people downloading and making accounts at the same time. So Diavolo hosted this party instead.

"So how many endings can you get with a single character?" Simeon inquired.

"Well on an average there's around 12 endings per character, but there's a varying number of endings depending on the character you choose. I'm not sure I remember for all of them-"

"We just want to know yours." Belphie smirked.

"Oi come on, it makes it sound like you're all just going to play my character, don't do that! The other characters are also incredibly well written!"

The sheepish grins and side glances told you that they were clearly going ignore your last advice.

"Honestly you guys, one of the characters here has a teleportation ability, one can read minds, and another one has insane fighting skills - the only thing you know about my character is that I don't have a name!"

"Omg this means they are definitely building you upto to have the most OP ability of them all!" Levi exclaimed excitedly.

"Oh yes that's usually how it goes in these tropes. The most unassuming character ends up giving you the secret ending." Solomon nodded in agreement.

"Both of you, shush! Just play the game normally okay?! You will get to interact with all the characters anyway until the second phase." You reprimanded, sighing, knowing no one would listen anyway.

Lucifer - Saved by the Belle

"Before Tyla takes us home tomorrow, would you like to spend your last day here with me, Lucifer?"

Lucifer and you worked with loyalty and rigor under Tyla, an old world Sorceror. It was because of you two specifically that Tyla's magic was powerful enough to create a portal back home. Your character was so much like you - it felt like he completed this whole journey of freedom with you, and not just an image on screen.

> "Of course, MC. In fact...I would like to spend the night with you too."

MC blushed on screen, looking away and nodding. "Oh? Well then... I'll look forward to it."

He enjoys this way more than he thought he would. He visits for the last time, all the places you both had been together. The first tavern, the first forest path, the first temporary abode - the HumbleBee Inn.

> "It's late. Should we go back here again, for old times sake?"

"Why not? Maybe they'll accidentally put us in the same room again and get overbooked so we have no other choice. Maybe this time it'll be a bit more...eventful." You said with a sly and knowing smile as you skipped ahead.

Lucifer's knee jerked upwards, hitting the table. Just what kind of lines are these? And what are those expressions? Who else was in there listening to you when you recorded this? The way your voice sounded, Lucifer was convinced you were thinking about someone special. If only you saw the effect you were having on him.

> "I've been holding back all day. Forgive me if I'm too rough."

Lucifer pushes you against the wall, caging your body. You blush in the dark, your arms wrapping around his shoulders. It was driving him insane. He could feel his pants getting tighter at the crotch.

Last time he endured the sexual tension of sharing the bed with you, constantly trying avoid your body even though he was desperate to feel it's warmth. This time there wasn't any reason to deprive himself.

"It's okay...I can take it. Please don't hold back..."

Oh hell, you were about to be the death of him. These...are these really the sounds you'd make in bed? Godamnit you are ruining his mind. He can't relax until he's jerked off now. And it's all your fault.

The next couple days, you notice Lucifer hesitates to keep eye contact with you. In fact, he has a rather visceral reaction every time you simply call his name, standing at his door. Only he knows how badly he wants to pull you into his bed to ravage you - practice your lines with him, why don't you?

Mammon - Stranded Together

"Guess they didn't want either of us huh, Mammon?"

Nah Mammon was mad at this ending. He gets why the group left him behind - he made too many questionable choices like stealing the last reserves of food or money (so you never went hungry), running away from the monsters instead of staying and fighting with the group(with you ofc so you wouldn't be in any danger), finding new shelter and not telling anyone (except you).

> "I'm so sorry...it's because of me that they left you too. You did nothing wrong yet...no this will not stand! I'll go threaten them into taking you too!"

"Mammon wait- no don't! Alright fine I was lying! They didn't leave me...I chose not to go!"

Mammon was stunned. He stared at your character blushing and looking elsewhere while holding onto his arm. His heart beat just a little bit faster.

> "Wait...what? But you wanted to...don't you want to go back and keep looking for your family?!"

"Who knows if the family I was looking for even exists?! But you...you are real. And you are so kind to me, and so great. So..."

Your character moved in closer and closer to him. Mammon leaned back too far from the screen, falling backwards on the floor. He was not ready for what was about to come.

"If I really want a family that bad...I can just make one here...with you. But only if you wanted that too ..."

> "I do! Of course I do! We can both find work and home in the kingdom now that big monsters are all dead! I'll be yours and you'll be mine!"

Mammon pressed it on instinct, not knowing his character was gonna grab yours and pin them to the ground. His face burnt up in excitement seeing you all cornered like this. You blushed and whispered as you leaned in to kiss him.

"Hehe...Mammon...I'm all yours already. But there's others ways you can claim me if you like..."

Your sleeves fell loose, and off your shoulders and his hands began to wander. Mammon almost screamed the house down, grabbing at his sheets, humping his pillows, struggling to look away from the screen. But he couldn't stop.

How the fuck was he supposed to face you tomorrow at the breakfast table?! Yet, Mammon re-played that part at least 30 times. And now every time you whispered to him in class, Mammon had to grip his knees and stop himself from imagining the unholiest things.

Leviathan - Power of Friend-ship??

"We did it! We actually did it, Levi! Can you believe it?! Look even the people are cheering for us!"

Levi punched the air in glee, he definitely must have gotten the best ending right?! That was such an intense combat scene - he almost cried when he thought you got swallowed by the Giant of The Depths, then he watched you burst out of its stomach with all the other victims while he slashed through its neck. You and him - the two underdogs dealt the final blow. At this point, every other character was shipping you two together.

> "Let's go Army of the Third Lord!"

MC cheered and high fived him from the screen, while the rest of the group danced in celebration! Ah MC had already become one of his favourite characters of all time. He had already preordered the action figures, posters and a body pillow (yes the ecchi one).

"Come on Levi, won't you join the celebration feast!? Everyone is calling for you!"

Oh no this was Levi's nightmare. Loud and crowded parties - but it was you asking him to go, what if he missed out on an important secret ending. Just to be safe he chose a neutral option to see what you would prefer.

> ... I'm not too sure.

"Then...would you like to celebrate in private with me? I know a quiet place with a good view."

Levi almost fell out of his seat. It's happening. This is where he unlocks the hidden erotic ending. The blush on your face, the way you held out your hand for him to take - biting down on his knuckles in excitement.

> I'd really prefer that! Thank you!

You smile and nod, leading him by the hand to a nearby pond. The moonlight shimmered on the water, the reflections dancing on your skin as you both lay down next to each other. Levi could feel himself falling for you all over again.

"Look Levi, in the pond! The Gloriees are back! Aren't they beautiful?"

Levi looked at the pond in awe, glowing orange fishes swam around in the waters, jumping in and out. He watched the fishes swim around the hand you put in the water. It was like you and hundred Henries in the water.

> "So beautiful..."

"They are my absolute favorite....they have the same color as your eyes..."

Your hands reach up to touch his face, pulling him closer and Levi feels all his self restraint jump out the window. He tried to grab and kiss you but ended falling in the water with you instead.

"Oh? I didn't know I excite you so much... don't worry, it makes me really happy..."

You rose from the water, laughing and coughing slightly, your entire body now laid bare through the transparent white cloth. And if that wasn't already bad enough, he heard your moans as his character started going at it with you in the lake. You were so professional, so skilled at it...he thought he was prepared for it but he clearly wasn't.

Levi couldn't resist jerking himself off there and then, soiling his computer screen with light ropes of his cum. Now every time you announced you were going to shower, this image just popped into his mind, giving him instant boners at the most unfortunate times. And god forbid he sees you walk out of the shower with your hair wet - he'll have to rush to his room to hide that he's creamed his pants.

Satan - Bridge to Televithyia

"Satan, I will be waiting for you always. I know if fate wills it, I'll definitely get to see you again."

Satan cursed himself for this ending, almost chucking his phone at the wall. His magical powers no longer worked since the portal now connected him to his own world. And while you could use all your magic here, it would lose all power in his world. With both worlds needing help after a long and destructive battle, you both knew it was selfish to abandon your either of them - especially since you two were the only Great Guardians left.

> "I will find a permanent path between our worlds. I swear upon my life, MC."

Damnit this game had better not cut his story short. He was willing to keep going, trying to fix the playthrough so he could make a good ending out of this. Just you wait MC, he's not letting you go. A part of him wanted to go into your room and hug you, just to make sure you're there atleast in real life.

Satan rubbed furiously at his eyes as you waved him goodbye. His total playtime could rival Levi's. After gathering enough resources and magical knowledge - he could finally get started on creating the bridge. But to his pleasant surprise, he only needed to build half of the bridge, because there you were standing on the other - building your own path towards him too.

"Satan...is this a dream? Are you really back? Or is this another magical illusion again...?"

Satan blushed as you rushed to hug him peppering kisses all over his face. He had to physically get away from the game, walk around, and silently scream into his hands before he could calm himself down. Because he knew even better things were yet to come.

> "It's really me, MC. I'm sorry did I make you wait too long? I missed you so terribly...I have so many things to tell you about..."

"Come with me, we've been rebuilding our town. I know a place we can catch up...it's a special place I helped build with you in mind."

Satan follows you, your arms intertwined. You point out places to him - old renovations and newer projects. You tell him about everything that's been happening since he left.

How some endangered species came back to life, how the remaining smaller beasts were tamed and how the cursed were given peace. You stopped suddenly in front of a quaint little cottage.

"Welcome to my humble abode. I'm sorry I didn't prepare a separate room for you...because I thought you wouldn't mind sharing a bed with me..."

He blushes and grips your hand as you open the door to your room. He sees pictures of both of you on the wall and next to the bed.

> "You already built a home...with me in mind. *Smiles* Yet...the bed looks in it hasn't been slept in for a while? Did you get no sleep for the past few days?"

"Actually I haven't slept in the bed yet. I sleep on the sofa - I know it's silly but I really don't like sleeping alone in a place of two..."

Satan grips the phone tighter, as he makes his character push you on the bed. How sweet - you both get to enjoy it together for the first time. He climbs after you, trapping you underneath him.

> "Good thing I'm here now, MC."

He cups your face and trails his hands downwards, undoing some buttons on your clothes. You kiss his palms and tug down his collar.

"It's a pity though...I don't think we'll be using the bed for sleeping tonight afterall..."

He watched the screen, slack-jawed as I heard your sultry voice echoing through his room. He fell back on his pillow, hurriedly attaching his earphones. It proved to be more lethal. He could almost imagine you in his bed right now, kissing your way down his chest, while he fondles your bottom.

When you approached him later asking if he liked your work in the game, he had to cover half his face to hide the redness. He couldn't possibly tell you that he had downloaded snippets of all your moans and saved them to a secret folder. Or that he listened to them quite frequently.

[frostfro]

Filthy Pirates

If the straw hats were actual "pirates"

Luffy x fem!reader

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Yandere luffy? I think…

Ooc luffy to some degree

Contains very dark and mature themes so please read with caution

If you want a link to my op list it's here

!Happy Halloween!

It seems you had the wrong misconceptions about these pirates… Everyone says they're good people! But they don't know that it's all a lie. Further from the truth.

These people were pirates for damn sakes. Mean cunning and cruel, if they got into a situation killing is the only way.

Your body was hot and sticky from sweating. The clothes you wore now torn barely clinging as you had been previously beaten in battle you refused to get beaten for the sake of your pride.

They had almost beaten you into submission….almost.

They took your home. And now it seems he owns you to…

Your hands tied behind your back and your ankles tied together. Tape tied onto your mouth to shut you up. As your screams and cries are all deaf in their ears as they hide you away on their ship beneath the deck.

Suddenly the door burst open. Your eyes squinted from the sudden shining rays from the sun, slowly your eyes adjusted to that of a man. The same man you manhandled you down here and tied you up.

His heavy footsteps were loud in your ears,as he approached. His endless frown along with that piercing scar had you backing away with fear.

“Don't make this harder than it needs to be brat.”

His booming deep voice was loud making you flinch as you mumbled out apologies, sounding like whines and whimpers to the man no doubt. How humiliating.

Your submissiveness seemed to please him, he let out a short chuckle smirking before approaching you.

He bent down tearing your ropes freeing your limbs. He looked at you as his hands were on the tape of your mouth.

“Scream and I'll break that little neck of yours.”

Your brows furrowed in fear as tears damn near flowed down your face.

“She needs to be unharmed for the captain, Mosshead, remember.”

You look up to see a blonde man. He scared you terribly but not as much as the green headed man in front of you right now.

He rolled his eyes and scoffed.

“You don't think I know that.”

He grumbled out ripping the tape roughly from your mouth making you gasp out in pain from the ripping sensation.

He grabbed you by the waist before slinging your body over his thick shoulders making you lose the breath from your stomach.

The yellow haired man yelled at him, something along the lines of you shouldn't be rough housing a lady in such a way.

They both begane bickering back and forth.

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.

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You were roughly thrown on the floor in an entirely different room you were in before.

You hung your head low, your heart pounding in fear.

The man that tied you up now you know his name as zoro spoke up with a frown.

“You better be lucky the captain sees you in high regards.”

He looked down at you, his scowl deepend before his gaze lessened up once he made eye contact with his captain.

Your eyes remained on the grown before you saw two sandled feet stepping in front of you.

Your heart sped up as you looked up slowly, and saw the man you saw on all the posters in the tavern of your island and both the grandline.

He looked down at you. He didn't have any facial expression, he just looked at your face blankly, almost like he was curiously checking you out.

He looked up at zoro.

“You said she was on that island?”

His voice had a slight tint of gravel to it. You found it appealing to listen to despite your hostility and fear towards these pirates.

“Yeah, she was bold enough to attack us.” He scoffed looking at you. “What an idiot.”

You lowered your head and deflated at his harsh tone as you sat down there embarrassed and humiliated.

“Alright then! I'll take everything from here. Thanks Zoro.”

He nodded with a grunt, looking down at you before leaving the room.

The silence was very loud. Too loud. You could feel him boring his eyes into your head. You refused to raise your head and look at him once more.

“Stand up, I wanna look at you.”

He took a step back for you to have some room.

You stood up, slowly looking away from him.

Thoughts began to swirl in your head. Was he going to kill you?!

His head tilted as he remained to look at you. He sighed before speaking again, as a smirk begane to form on his face.

“Ya know you caused a lot of trouble for us.”

You panicked.

“I'm sorry! I didn't know it was your crew!”

He let out a breath through his nose. As he smiled at your little reaction you gave him.

“Nah I don't buy it my flag is huge no way you didn't know.” He pointed up. Referring to the flag that hangs proudly on the Sunny.

“I- uh.”

Shoot you didn't know this guy was smart? What the hell was all those rumors you were hearing then!

It's like those bastards purposely set you up for failure, bunch of sellouts.

“Listen, don't kill me! I'm useful!”

You protested.

Luffy smirked, as he raised a brow curiously.

“Really how so?”

There was no guts way in hell he actually planned to kill you. You looked too cute not to steal. Well you wouldn't know that after all your friends and family were pathetic. It didn't take long for some piss poor threats to make them submit and hand you over to them with zero backlash.

He almost felt sorry for you. Well almost.

Well it didn't matter now. He has you and now he has to plan the act out smoothly. Because no way in hell he'd let you go.

He looked at the way your eyes darted around trying to find an answer. They slowly start to drift down to your body. Clothes tattered with holes leaving for supple skin open for his eyes. He'd have to thank Zoro for that later.

“I know of a way.”

You snapped out of your thinking and looked at him with relief washing over your features.

His eyes were half lidded briefly before returning to a smile.

He walked closer to you and lifted the hole with his index finger that was hanging below your left breast. Teasingly lifting and lowering the cloth.

“I think you know.” He smiled.

Your eyes widened.

You nearly debated if you ran would you even have a chance.

“Don't bother running from me.”

You flinched, you looked up at him.

His eyes dulled over as his smile went away completely.

Okay okay! I'll do what you ask!”

Your voice streaked out. Panicked, you didn't want to get killed now when he's giving you an opportunity like this one!

His aura shifted, now beamin with that smile you'd always seen on those wanted posters and newspaper covers.

He didn't hesitate, as he grabbed that loose hole in your clothes and tore everything off in one fluid motion. He mentally scoffed those idiots really didn't like you to give you cheap clothes? He'd be sure to eliminate them all personally.

Your jaw was slackend, it took a moment for you to register that your top half was loose and the coolness of the air hitting your now exposed tits.

He was quick before you could even react to cover yourself, he pounced on you.

You landed on your back with a harsh thud as he pushed you down on top of you.

Two hands full of your tits happily squeezing away, eyes glued to the way the fat spilled from his toned hands.

You were frozen, you didn't know how to react. He then squeezed a bit more and he started to trace a thumb over your nipples. Making you snap back into your senses as you grabbed both of his wrists.

He stopped to look at you. But he had a playful glint in his eyes. That look made your stomach drop as he pulled your hands off his wrists to replace them with his own hands and pinned them harshly above your head.

You let out a small pained sound at the fact that you couldn't manage to get your hands free.

“Heh, you better get used to this if you wanna live.”

He lowered his head to whisper in your ear slowly. He couldn't help but to tease you.

He bit your lobe and licked a long stripe up and down your neck making your body shiver uncomfortably.

You sighed and you just gave in.

“Fine, just be gentle.”

You said softly, embarrassment covered your facial features as you looked away from him.

He gave a half chuckle mostly because well he was planning on doing the opposite of just going soft and easy on you.

He felt his pants tighten at the thought of doing you nice and hard.

He smiled and gave into his temptation.

Roughly parting your legs making his way between you as he lifted your hips to rut himself on your clothed cunt.

Moving his hips back and forth as if we was actually fucking you.

Your legs twitched from the new sensation the friction he was creating, on your clit made you warm up with arousal.

You couldn't help but to give in and grind your hips back in time with his own movements.

He lowered himself down against you chest to chest as he started to move with more fever, hooking his hand firm against your thigh making sure you remained open for him.

You let out little gasps and deep breaths as the pleasure started to become more intense. Your brows furrowed as you took your arm to hold onto his back to leverage yourself.

His breaths and grunts filled your ears making your pussy gush with even more arousal encouraging you to let out some more noises of your own.

He then stopped to lift himself up and undid his pants, not caring to ask you to take off yours as he tore them all off anyways.

He stared at the wet patch between your folds taking a finger to stroke up and down. Your hips twitched everytime he took a finger up to the good if your clit and down again.

His mouth watered he wanted to taste you so bad, but he held himself together he wanted to take you first.

He easily tore off the remaining clothing keeping him away from your pussy. He slotted himself between your legs as he easily slid inside of your slippery walls. It was messy. The feeling had him shivering with pleasure as his brows furrowed.

You watched his face start to change with pleasure. His little button nose had the faintest of pink on them along with his cheeks.

You stared at him, he is pretty cute to look at. You didn't want to give in but, the more you look at the situation you don't think that this guy was actually planning on killing you from the beginning.

You were too lost in thought to busy staring at the man, he grunted as he softly grinded himself in your walls not yet thrusting.

“You're so cute, can't hold back anymore.”

You blinked and the next thing you know he's emptied himself from you then thrusted into you the sudden fullness of him made you gasp as a moan slipped from your lips.

His thrusts were uneven and fast but it still felt so good. He got too caught up in the feeling of your walls clamping on him. He bit your ear lifting both of your legs up higher making his cock head hit that spot over and over.

He couldn't stop his own noises after wearing your cute voice. His grunts now turned into moans as he started marking up your neck.

He was nasty with it licking and sucking on your skin everywhere, while his lower half pounded into your pussy squelching and contracting around his shaft.

Your eyes filled to the brim with tears dripping down your face from pleasure as you clawed his back. He let out a low grunt gripping on your thigh. The grip became tight then he trailed down to grip the fat of your ass.

“F-feels good! Gonna cum-”

He laughed, as he slammed hard into your g spot making you scream, throwing your head back, eyes and toes curling.

“Do it c'mon!”

And it didn't take long with two more deep thrusts. You came shaking like a leaf gripping his shoulder blades no doubt leaving nail marks.

He didn't stop, he kept hitting that delicious spot now chasing his own release, as you started to cry out pleas but he laughed. Slapping your ass and pulling you up on his lap and lifting you up by your ass to thrust you on his cock.

“Oh! My gosh! Wait!- angh! Can't!.”

He kissed you messily nibbling on your bottom lip.

“Yes you can, m not stopping.”

He said in your ear he sped up his thrusts while despite your words your body arched as you moved your hips slightly to meet his thrusts to hit that spot that made your eyes roll.

“Gonna cum!”

He let out a low grunt grabbing a fist full of your hair pulling your head back. Making you yelp as he thrusted deep and slow milking out his own orgasim he sighed brows furrowed as he bit into your collar bone.

Your pussy clenched, and you squirted all over his torso making him groan out. His eyes were glued on your cunt for a minute making sure to remember that for when he plans to eat you out.

He trailed kisses and licked all on your chest. He looked up at you through his eye lashes as he continued to kiss all over you marking you all up. He let go of your hair and grabbed your throat but didn't squeeze it to an extent.

“Mine, you're not leaving.”

You nodded your mind still fuzzy as he still remained inside of you.

He smiled, kissing you all messily. He slapped your thigh, you yelped, moving your thigh slightly away from his hand, not that you could even try to move.

He sighed as he emptied himself from you, his essence spilling from your pussy in globs as your pussy started clenching. Almost as if it wanted to keep it inside.

He scooped you up with ease, and headed towards another spare room, plopping you down.

He quickly climbed on top of you and started kissing you, making you wake up.

“Wait too tired”

“But I'm not tired. Oh well.”

He started touching your pussy again, mouth covering over.

“W-wait I'm too-!”

He licked a long stride making your legs shut around his head.

His hands remained firmly on your thighs. His eyes rolled back as he inhaled and slurped you all up.

…..

So then now you're now a straw hat member and an exclusive member for the captain of the ship. Not a completely bad way to go.

[lluu50]

Okay, so this isn't very serious just me bugging over the naruto timeline, 100% inspired by this post. There, OP (among other things) argues that Tobirama became Second Hokage and died before Madara left the village. Based on a few different things, but I wanna focus on this panel from chapter 627:

ID: Three Naruto panels where Edo Tensei Tobirama is speaking to Sasuke and Hashirama is pouting in reaction. He says: "Elder brother thought of the village as something that could eliminate the framework of clans... well... not that it ever goes that easily, of course. Elder brother's naiveté... and Uchiha Madara's dangerousness... it was my role as second Hokage to mediate between the two, protect the village and fortify it." End ID.

While it could mean that Tobirama was mediating between Hashirama and Madara during his time as Second Hokage, I think he's referring to their characteristics rather than the people themselves. So, Tobirama had to find a middle ground between "naivety and dangerousness."

A few chapters before this (ch. 619), Tobirama speaks of giving the Uchiha positions within the village that would help prevent a "second" Madara. For me, this is about a second Uchiha rebelling against the village and maybe attacking it like Madara did after he left.

ID: Edo Tensei Hashirama and Tobirama arguing. Hashirama says: "Tobirama! Did I not emphasize to you over and over again not to slight the Uchiha?!" Tobirama answers: "But I gave them positions that they were eminently qualified for! And I believed that even if another Madara were to emerge, he could be dealt with right away! As you well know, Elder brother... the Uchiha are..." End ID.

Now, for the part that made me go looking for all these panels to see if I was making things up in my head or not. From chapter 626 (the one before the first example in this post), here we have Hashirama's flashback of Madara leaving the village. Hashirama wants Madara to stay in the village as his right hand, and Madara counters it by telling him that he suspects "Tobirama will become Hokage" after Hashirama.

ID: Manga page with 6 panels of Madara and Hashirama arguing. Madara starts by saying: "However... it could all be interpreted differently." To Hashirama's confusion, he continues: "Hashirama... do you really think that I don't know anything...?" Hashirama tells him: " You leave Tobirama to me... I can't do this without you... keep working with me as the Hokage's right hand, and as a brother! The villagers will eventually recognize your merits... and then, I'll name you Second Hokage..." Madara says: " I suspect Tobirama will become Hokage after you. And if that happens, the Uchiha will slowly be expunged... knowing this, I reached out to other Uchiha, called upon them to leave and abandon the village... but it seems not one person is willing to come with me." End ID.

So I do think that Tobirama was still alive when Madara left and that he hadn't become Second Hokage yet.

(Just for clarity's sake, I'm only making this post bc this bit stuck with me and I wanted to write down why I thought differently than the og post I mentioned. I do like/agree with other points op made like tobirama dying before hashirama, I just don't think it happened before Madara left.)

Bonus point (more Uchiha centric), it's pretty neat to consider (read maybe headcanon) that the Founding period began with Izuna's death and ended with Madara's.

[late4the-party]

So, the dragon prince season 7...

I'm sorry I didn't like it.

Spoilers ahead!

The ending felt rushed. And it was like the writers had many ideas, but at the same time nothing concrete. They wanted it to be super epic, but in my opinion it wasn't. Partly because of the speed and partly because of things that seemed random or that were left unanswered. The background music was perfect. The animation,... there were parts that were really good, but there were others where they lacked detail. (The inversion of the moon nexus for example. All that energy flowing and it didn't even more the leaves on the trees, or the clouds, etc.) So many characters, and it feels like they were too much and they didn't know what to do with them. The archdragons for example. That could had been a truly epic battle, but they were there 5 minutes and that was it. By the way, the sweet tooth dragon,... who turns their back on the enemy?? That felt super forced. And Callum. You just attack, you don't start talking about your plans. You don't give information to your enemy to help them bring down your plans. You don't give them time to do it. And that look in Aaravos face when Ezran arrived with the sword. What was that about? That sword. Again, 5 minutes and for nothing. Are they trying to force Netflix to authorize more seasons??

Opeli! That was a big loose end. I think it was in season 2. Aaravos was using a little caterpillar in Viren's ear to talk to him and they saw Opeli. It was like Aaravos recognized her and even maybe fear her a bit. But it wasn't mentioned again. I don't know if they had a story written and Netflix said "nope, we don't like this. write something else".

When the first season of the mystery of Aaravos came out many people complained about it having slowed down. I thought it made sense. The first arc had closed. This was the beginning of a new one. They needed time to settle things. But then the next season came and it wasn't as exciting as I had hoped. And now with this 7th season I feel like it all was a running around just for the sake of running around.

When Callum started learning the arcanums I thought he was going to learn all of them. And that somehow that was going to be key to defeating or imprisoning Aaravos, but that just stopped. I don¡t know if they thought that was going to be too Avatar and decided to change that part midways. Which reminds me of the cube and that book it opened. So, they show us that and that's it. No more meaning or use for that?? Didn't King Harrow left some not mentioning the cube was important?

Oh! And that creature, I forgot his name. Viren and Aaravos son. I had thought he was going to go after Claudia. She killed him. Or at least that he was going to have a super important part that was going to last more than a minute.

Part of me wants to rewatch the whole series to try to find answers (or maybe more questions), but I'm really not happy with this ending. I also particularly didn't like how it didn't really end. Aaravos was going to come again in a few years. It makes this events feel pointless. Like not a real end. Idk,... maybe Aaron has already announced there do is going to be a season 8 and here I am bleating non stop. I think this series deserved a better planned ending and maybe even end it with a movie.

I know I shouldn't do it but it's difficult not to compare this series to Avatar. After all, Aaron was head writer of ATLA. The ending of ATLA, that do was super epic. What they learned along the story served a purpose for the end. They took the time to deal with everything.

Anyway, I guess I'll stop here. I'll post it in the morning after reading it one more time. Maybe I'll be writing more about this later.

Thanks for reading 🙏

[ocwars]

I come bearing my two most powerful brainchildren!! It's too much for an ask, so I'll also link their character descriptions. The powers/abilities are listed. I think Ashlyn might be a bit OP, so feel free to leave her out if you need to.

:D (both art is by me)

Vidette Melody (Hazbin Hotel OC)

Normally sinners in Hazbin Hotel can only be killed with angelic weapons, but we'll just remove that law for the sake of fairness.

and

Ashlyn Chance (Dwampyverse OC)

She CAN be defeated if she's cornered or trapped. "Timestream roulette" doesn't apply to the contest.

:DDD

Thank you for your submission!

[maleficore]

Daydreaming bg3 scenarios is my full time job at this point and I've had this phenomenal idea on my walk the other day. It's not really a headcanon since it has little basis in canon and directly contradicts some game events and plays with the lore like it's play-doh so more of a AU/fanfic idea, but...

It always struck me as inaccurate for Durge to be referred to as a "Bhaalspawn" since they're literally a PART of Bhaal made into a separate person in an act of (very confusing) divine creation and it really downplays just how powerful and dangerous they are. Especially since I fully subscribe to the idea that Durge is NOT a mortal, but that's simply not in the game due to just how OP it would be to play an unkillable Dame Aylin-esque character and the definition of a Bhaalspawn is "mortal offspring of the dead god Bhaal". So what the hell are they?

The Slayer. Or at least they're a direct vessel for it, more like.

No, really. Hear me out. Have you noticed how Gortash refers to Orin as "The Slayer" in that bit of dialogue when she puts a dagger to Ketheric throat? Except she's not? Not yet at least because the dialogue does not change depending on if you're still the one who has Bhaal's favour or not and she doesn't get it until you piss of Dad enough for him to go "fine have it your way, ungrateful brat". Plus I don't think The Slayer has been used as a shorthand for "Chosen of Bhaal" anywhere else sooo... Does he assume it's a feature of the position since he knew Durge had command over the form before their disappearance?

That's what birthed the first worm in my brain leading to this unhinged infestation, but it's not all -- there's THE URGE itself.

The game fucks it up SO bad on the whole front because it's reluctant to take choice away from the player, which is maybe understandable, but absolutely WRECKS the narrative that it's something to be afraid of. There's what? Alfira and the squirrel? Those are the only unavoidable consequences of having these supposedly violent and divine compulsions baked into every cell of your damn body. Saving your partner from a gruesome death by your hand needs a dice roll of 15, for fuck's sake! It was harder to convince a bunch of goblins to not turn me into an arrow pin cushion. Durge themself has been scared shitless of it their entire life and you're telling me the thing mostly boils down to dialogue choices? That just won't do for me, sorry. In the game The Urge's source is also never really explained beyond "of course you have unstoppable violent compulsions, you're 100% Bhaal's flesh and blood" which is fucking BORING and doesn't make sense to me because as far as I know Bhaal loves murder because that's his domain as a god, he was not a compulsive killer as a mortal so why would it be something that's passed down? No, The Urge is a fucking Slayer thing!

"It also had the ability to incite attraction in others, and remove any negative feelings they felt, or compel an urge to slay in any intentionally malevolent being, whenever it chose."

To be fair this is from a 2e sourcebook, but COME ON. Didn't it strike anyone else as weird that young Durge is mentioned to have slain an entire PALADIN ORDER before making their way to the temple if you're playing as an oathbreaker? Like, HOW? Slayer form bay-be, that's how.

(Can you tell by now I'm not normal about the idea? Yeah.)

All living creatures learn the best from their own mistakes and I think that letting The Slayer take over would be Bhaal's version of letting your incessant kid touch the clothes iron because they just refuse to leave it alone. Bad parenting, but it's Bhaal we're talking about lmao. "Oh you don't want to kill? No biggie, fuck around and see what happens then. I'll wait." is way fucking scarier to me than him just forcing Durge's hand with the butler basically being like "Heads up, master. Your father is pretty mad and your Urge is hungry so you might commit a murder tonight!" right beforehand.

Just the mental image of Durge thinking "I've done it! I've saved Isobel!" and then having the starved Slayer rip itself out of them like it does out of Orin when Bhaal forces her to transform... You see my vision right? RIGHT? And then the beast gets slain because what else is there to do and since Durge is immortal they just come back to themself instead of becoming goo (which is a game mechanic already since their sis is not so lucky, rip). The drama and angst potential is INFINITE. The sheer raw power of THAT being the "Bhaalspawn" reveal because if Isobel is alive that means Jaheira must be there like "what the FUCK are you exactly??" and no one can pretend that Durge is just Bhaalspawn+ like they do in the game. Do they kill anyone? People are bound to be at least heavily injured, especially since they've JUST fought Ketheric's bossfight and are not rested and at full potential.

GOD, I am rotating this thing in my head so fast the friction is bound to make my brain melt.

[never-forget-viva-la-pluto]

just so you know, you can be sued for stealing a cat, especially if its collared and microchipped. dont be a vile human being. have some compassion. maybe that persons cat is just an escape artist.

maybe if someone stole your pet, youd be fine with it, idk if you just let your pets go when youre tired of them. idk you.

but not having compassion is actually disgusting. do better.

Ok let's break this down since I'm going to, probably incorrectly, assume that your intentions are good and you are just woefully misinformed. For the sake of clarity, when I say indoor cat, I mean 100% indoor, and when I say outdoor cat, I mean a cat that is regularly let outside without a leash and isn't a feral or working barn cat.

1) "You can be sued for stealing a cat, especially if it's collared or microchipped".

Okay, so if you microchip an outdoor cat, you have wasted your money. Microchips are for finding your cat should it go missing. If an outdoor cat goes missing, you better hope someone picked it up and took it in bc 9/10 if your outdoor cat goes missing it's dead. Full stop. Hawks, coyotes, dogs, other cats, cars, eagles, wolves, cougars, etc all see that cat as food and cats may be OP for their size but a pack of coyotes whose territory is being shrunk by the day will find that cat very tasty. And in case you are confused, coyotes don't care if you sue them, they will eat the microchip and leave the bloodied collar with the bones.

But let's say you are worried about me getting sued, my response is: ok????? You seem to be under the impression that I am taking cats for a selfish reason and i am definitely not. I would do this for the cat's benefit, with no worries for my own. I'll get sued, I'll gladly take the court case if it means they keep their pets inside. But how would they know I took their cat? They wouldn't because I don't let my cats outside ever. They won't see the cat again and it won't be because a coyote ripped it to peices while it was taking a shit. And it would be a lot harder for them to sue a coyote, so I've done them a favor once again.

2) "Don't be a vile human being. Have some compassion. Maybe their cat is just an escape artist."

Ok, that's on me for not making myself clear. If a cat is missing, and there are posters, online posts, text psa, etc I will see them. I actually follow a local missing pet group that alerts me to every pet in my area that's gone missing, and each includes the info about the pet and if they are indoor or not. When I have time I go and look for them around my town. But again, not far from the feral cat colonies is where the coyotes run so I have yet to be successful. If a cat owner has stated that their cat has escaped and are indoor cats, then I am on the streets, in forests, marshes, behind malls, etc, to return that missing family member. But cats are the equivalent of a toddler in terms of ability to navigate life, and it is definitely neglect to leave your toddler outside unattended.

Moreover, there is a bitch who lives near me who buys kittens, doesn't get them fixed, and when they get out she doesn't even bother to look for them and I have rescued several of those and their subsequent kittens(many of which did not survive even after given professional care bc the mothers were still kittens themselves and can't care for their babies). That bitch has been reported many times and guess what the cops do??? That's right, what cops do best, which is jack shit. I have spent months doing tnr just cleaning up her messes so you have no right to tell me I am without compassion or that I'm vile. I had a cat who was an escape artist, but I at least made sure she was fixed in case she ever got out(she only ever got out once and after I reinforced the screens on our porch).

But again, if your outdoor cat goes missing, what good would returning them do? The cat will just go outside again and face the same shit that caused them to dissappear in the first place. It's actual insanity and those people shouldn't be cat owners(personally I think they should be charged with neglect but whose counting?).

3) "Maybe if someone stole your pet you'd be fine with it. Idk if you just let your pets go when you're tired of them. Idk you. But not having compassion is actually disgusting. Do better."

Okay here is where you lost me.

No one would be able to steal my pet unless they literally broke into my place, because again my cats NEVER go outside. And advocating for pet owners to keep their cats indoors only is something that is vital to the cat's health and the environment, so that is literally the opposite of letting your cat go when tired of them. I don't know where you got that from and honestly I don't care because, no, you don't know me and if your reading comprehension wasn't piss poor you would have seen in the tags you are referencing that I HAVE LITERALLY NEVER DONE WHAT YOU ARE DESCRIBING BC I LIVE IN AN APARTMENT WITH A PET LIMIT. ✨️ I've never taken a cat off the street and kept it!✨️ I can't, or I'll get evicted! Ive fostered for a short period but ive never taken in a cat from the street. But make no mistake I would if I could.

My compassion is why I try to remain educated and informed about why it matters to keep your cat inside. I am compassionate toward the 3 month old cat that it's owner let out in the dead of winter, unfixed, that gave birth to 4 kittens under our car, all premature and 1 was a stillbirth. She was too young to be a mother and her instincts never kicked in. She didn't know to lick away the umbilical cord, she didn't know how to feed them, she didn't know what to do and even with my sister, my mother, my coworker, a volunteer foster, and 3 vet techs and a veterinarian doctor, none of the kittens lived more than 2 days.

I am compassionate towards them. I am compassionate toward the owner of a cat I trapped, fostered, and took to the vet, who after adopting this cat, fell on hard times and when her card declined at the register, she put all of her human food back and just bought cat food(I offered to pay for it but she refused).

So maybe read what you have written and before you hit send, maybe do some research. Maybe think about how you would feel if some stranger just barely read what you put in a tag and decided to tell them they are vile and without compassion while in the same message saying that you don't know them or how they treat others.

Good on you for not turning on anon and saying what you believe with your whole ignorant chest, but still

Do better.

[struggling-to-find-home]

Here's a little secret about me: despite recieving a medical education, I hate being a patient. There are a lot of reasons: medical trauma, the general assholery of the medical system, the fact that noone explains you shit, the fact that doctors mean time, and effort, and sometimes money, and every single time I feel like I shouldn't be taking their attention from patients that are more "worth it".

When I was seventeen, it took me throwing up 14 times, nearly blacking out and falling into an almost-crisis state before I agreed to be hospitalised. And, as I was lying in bed, a litre of saline solution being deposited into me asap because the dehydration was that bad and two ambulance personnel holding me down, I still tried to get up to pack my things to get to the hospital.

I spent five days there.

I don't remember much of the first two ones, constantly blacking in and out of consciousness.

This year, I had to face something even more uncomfortable than being the asap hospitalisation person - and it was... Planned medical care. A planned surgery, to be exact.

I wasn't nervous about the procedure itself - when you spent like, a year constantly talking about pre-op and post-op and assist in surgery during practicals and see people cut open and cut open some stuff by yourself, the idea of someone rummaging around inside of you with tiny knives looses the typical "oomph" it has. I mean, I was being put in a special facility that's specifically for situations like mine, with a team of surgeons who spent years honing their craft. I knew what was going to happen. There would be anaesthesia, for god's sake.

But everything around the whole thing was just... Ugh. Doctors, nurses, tests, more tests, even more tests, the lack of communication leading to a nervous breakdown happening due to me not knowing when to come in... And, to top it all off, the damn tumour, like it knew it's days were numbered, was causing more and more pain by the day. Life lost it's colours. I spent day after day stopping, freezing up when another pain wave hit, coming home exhausted after having to mask it, slowly slipping away from socialising.

I have to leave, I've got an appointment.

Sorry I skipped your class, I had to get some tests done.

I'd love to go with you, but I need to clean my apartment; I doubt it's gonna be on my mind when I get back with a cast.

The only thing that kept me going was a deep, grim understanding: this is miserable, but continuing to live with that... thing growing inside me is worse.

... It's all over now, of course: nearly a week of school missed, a hazy experience, - god, they really overdid it with the drugs, - stitches, and a cast on my hand.

And it doesn't hurt anymore.

...No, I mean, it does, but compared to before? Piece of cake.

Nearly a year of constant worry and pain, gone.

Soon, all I'll have to show for it is a neat little scar on my hand that'll show that one day in the past, little old me was scared enough - and brave enough - to take the first step.

And as time slowly marches on, the colours that bled from my life, taken over by increasing pain, slowly turn bright again.

I'm just.

I feel like the joy came back into my life.

Like things have purpose again.

Like I can live.

I can live.

I don't have to feel pain anymore.

[grimtoucher]

"op yta" for suggesting that kids should be treated like people?? are you okay??

OP YTA for violently insisting that people have nasty issues they need to work on if they can't handle children. Particularly the part where they bulldozed over someone specifying longer periods of time, called them out, and insulted them because they're "also queer and disabled".

If you weren't aware, being disabled means you're disabled. If your disability affects your social battery or mental energy then you, automatically, are going to run out of energy around younger age groups a lot faster, because you cannot treat children like you would your peers or someone older than you. You cannot engage in intense or crass discussion, you cannot expect them to appreciate adult media, you cannot expect them to inherently shrug off the violence in movies and sex on TV. You cannot expose them to those things at all, depending on the age group we're discussing here, but OP seems to be including teenagers in their definition of "child" so I'll bunch them in too.

You will leave a lasting negative impact if you treat kids incorrectly, and you will expend more energy trying to make sure that doesn't happen than if you were interacting with a peer.

If you have a fucking disability affecting that, then yes, you are literally incapable of handling children for prolonged periods of time without it beginning to severely wear on you.

Not everybody can be a babysitter or a parent. And that's ok. I find it really fucking nasty to make a post vehemently villainizing anyone and everyone who has ever said the words "I want kids to be treated like humans, I just can't be around them for that long myself."

It's a problem that they did not specify an age group in their post but they strawmanned someone stating they can't be around the age group notable for messiness, volume, and lack of personal space.

But, as stated, your disability is going to disable you if your particular disability leads you to become particularly overstimulated around things like excessive noise or messiness. That is... How a disability works.

So in this case "I can't handle children" is not ageism. It is a boundary. It is a boundary someone is setting up because they know the limits of their patience and energy.

OP is severely misunderstanding what the fuck people are talking about. You can support kids and be unable to raise kids. Fucks sake, do you think you have to choose? We're not talking about a race of people, it's developmental stages.

[lilmissfanfic]

King of Gotham

(Please don’t take my story, readers +18)

Oswald’s stuck in a pickle but his and fish favorite person arrives. Takes over and so does Oswald?

(Oswald’s POV)

Miss Mooney if I have a brief word. I know my life is fourth it.. I speak not for my sake but yours.. after all because I still love and respect you.. kill me if you must but keep Clone alive.. as soon as he dead Looney has no use for you. Your simple a threat he will kill you-"

"Whoa" he said

"You think" she said 

"Why would he need another boss in town, another rivial"

"That's where your wrong smart guy. A shes not our rivial because shes not a boss. Shes an under boss" he said

"An under boss takes orders. I dont take orders" she said

"I know that. Were cool. Relax" he said

"Im relax"

"I dont think you are babes"

"Please dont call me babes"

"You see, not relaxed. Babes? Really? It's a term of endearment. It means I like you" he said touching her arm. She raised her arm and looked at it then at him daringly

"Fine. I've spoke. You not an underboss and your not a babe. You tell me what you are"

"What we are Val are partners"

"Whatever you want. Partners. I'm partner number 1 and your partner number 2. That's the deal right? I'm number one and you are?" 

"Number 2" 

"They're you go. Simple math. 1 2 babes- opsh.. sorry.. it's the last time. I swear" he winked the walked over near us and turned toward his crew

"Guys can you feel the buzz in the air. Its victory, redemption, power.. this old man dies our new day begins. We rule Gotham and Build a dynasty. We will whip this town like a rented mule. Right babes? " she looked at him and he began laughing "Ops. Relax I'm kidding you. Guys no seriously.. dont call her babes or tutes or what have ya.. It's a women's netfate-" s

A shot fired in the middle of his head. He fell to the ground. Everyone looked over to see who fired. Seeing Roseile with a gun raised in hand. You could put two and two together. She fired the gun

"What an asshole" she said lowering the gun. 

"My my. I am impress. Well done"

"Thank you" she said walking over towards Fish. She wore black leather leggings and a tight leather jacket. She  high-heeled boots giving her a few inches but many were still taller then her.

Rose stood next to Fish then they looked over at the crew getting into a fighting stance "you sure you wanna try that?" Fish asked. They back away accept for two. Roseile pulled out her gun and shot both of them quickly

"Now.. if you dont want your brains blown to the back of your skull.." Rosile walk towards them "I suggest you make the right decision" 

She walks over towards us hanging from the rope. She pulls out a blade and flicks it open. Everyone silent to what will happen next. She the beginning to cut everyone's rope one by one till she gets to me.

"Leave him, hes no good" Fish said and Roseile turned around

"Rosile.." I tried to say but my voice cracked. She smirked then turned back to the crew

"Now I'm need of a crew and your need of a boss. Let's make this fair shall we. Be my crew, I'll be your boss. Well do great things together" she smirked looking innocent. They others shrugged

"I ain't listing to no little girl-" Rosielie smiled then turned around before she quickly turned back and kicked the guy in the face, knocking him out before you could finish his complaint 

"Anyone else" they quickly shook theirs heads "good... now bow to me"  they looked at eachother and got down on one knee around her

"Well well looks like I have a new partner" Fish smirked

"Yeah number 1 and 2." Rosile joked causing Fish to laugh

"Funny.. now I guess I owe you a favor.. you did kill someone for me"

"Well you do have something I want.." 

"And what would that be.."

"I think we both know what it is" Rose said. Fish looked at her then noded her head. Rose snapped her hands and her one of the crew members pulled out a blade. He walked towards me when gun shots fired.

I tried to hide but hard when your hands are tied together. I saw Rose to her men grabbing the knife and throwing it towards me. My eyes widen then I shut them quickly, looking away in fear. Then I was shoved to the ground. I looked up seeing Rose. She smiled then quickly got up. She the cut the rope for me

I sat up noticing Fish run upstairs. I grabbed a gun and shot a few people that were running after Rosie as she defened off some people. Then I ran over towards the stairs

"Fish where are you!" I yelled then I got hit by a pipe then shoved agaist a wall by Fish. I pushed her back  then shoved her to the wall meanwhile I grabbed the pipe from her and hit her with it a couple times. Till she grabbed the pipe and hit me in the face, She grabbed me by the sholders and shoved me back to the raling on the roof. 

I looked down seeing the beautiful ocean blue. Almost as beautiful as Rosie which is why I am not giving up. I pushed Fish back holding onto her neck like she did me. Then we turned to see Butch with a gun

"Butch.. bout time" Fish said

"shoot her Butch!" I yelled

"oh really"

"do as I say Butch. Shoot her!"

"what are you doing drop him. I'm your girl! remember I'm your girl!" Fish yelled

"Kill her now" I yelled his face cringe and he shot us both. I fell to the ground as Butch ran to Fish. I wasen't gonna lose this. This fight is for Rosie. I grabbed a wood plank and hit Butch with it. We stood facing eachother

"goodbye Fish" I yelled

"its all good" she smirked

I screamed as I then shoved her off the roof. Looking down in shock.

I acually did it. She is gone. Fish Mooney is gone. I killed Fish. I killed the Queen of Gotham. I'm free. Not only that. I'm the king of Gotham. I laughed with joy then stood on the railing 

"I'm the King of Gotham! I'm the king of Gotham" I yelled 

"Oswald.." I turned and saw Rosielie. I took a shaky breath and stepped down then slowly took a few steps toward her cautiously. Tears brimmed her eyes which pained me. 

I didnt know what to exept. I wouldn't blame her if she yelled, hit, kicked, or even tried to kill me. I killed her only mother figure.

I held out my arms ready for her frustration then closed my eyes. I felt little arms wrap around me causing my to gasp.

I looked down to Rose with her face buried in my sholder. I wrapped my hands tighter around her and held her close.

"Im sorry Rose" I cried. she looked up and held my face

"don't be I understand. Your still my special Ozzy" I smiled and hugged her once more

[unluckyxse7en]

Ok so. Long unnecessary rant incoming, just for the sake of ranting and to no one's interest but - I'm gonna be honest. I'm legitimately making plans to leave Tumblr long term, like I'm unfollowing more tags and blogs with each update, and already planning out How or Why I will or won't use tumblr once some of these updates take place.

And here's the thing. I've been parked on this site for Years. I've been a Committed user for nearly a decade, unshaken by Plenty of bad updates. If anything I probably look like that "I can excuse x but draw the line at y (you can excuse x???)" Meme to some.

But this is a final straw because Tumblr's stripping everything that made it stand out and unique, which means I'll leave because I can't excuse x AND y. Y took away the Only thing keeping me going in this case.

And here's why I feel like this is significant - I'm a very archive-oriented person.

I don't just delete things. I don't just ditch things once I'm committed to them. I love to be able to preserve moments in time with trinkets and files and Tumblr has been perfect for that for so long. For archiving art and posts I love even when the blog they came from was deleted or deactivated. Time capsules I could catalogue and fondly look back on. I expanded my tagging systems at my own detriment just so that others could find similar solace in my blog, if they so chose. It was little, but important to me. It felt like a meaningful thing.

But I've hit the point where I'm about ready to just. give up on archiving here.

I'm going to slowly unfollow more people - mostly to avoid new things put on my dash. No more 'doomscrolling', no more new things to add to my long list of stuff to properly 'archive'.

I'm going to start clearing out my likes - by reblogging in honor of the OP in some cases, unliking bc I won't be coming back in others.

I'm probably even going to delete several of my side blogs which. If you knew how many I have and how hard it's been to justify deleting any of them to myself, you'd understand the gravity of this statement.

And - I'm gonna be blunt.

I don't even have anywhere in mind to go.

This isn't me ditching for a better site. I don't think there even is one, for me.

I'm literally leaving just to leave. I have no other options. I am not gonna let that stop me. If I'm going to end up with zero online presence other than Maybe on Discord servers, so be it.

That's essentially where I'm at right now.

So mutuals, if I unfollow, this is just part of the process. It's gradual, I still have posts to reblog or queue up so you'll see me in your notes for a while I'm sure. But basically I'll be pulling away from this site bit by bit going forward I think, unless Tumblr does some hard turnarounds they won't.

[astronautiac]

overview

hello! this blog is an archive for essay posts related to homestuck, primarily coming from @applestorms but also reblogged from other people. if you intend to follow here, please therefore be aware that basically every post is going to be stupidly long and will likely only get longer depending on how far the replies go.

a directory will be created here in this pinned post once more essays have been written/reblogged here, but for now i leave you to fuck with the tumblr search function. i will typically tag all applestorms-related essays and/or responses w/ #astronaut rambles, but on this blog specifically characters, ideas, and philosophers focused on may also be mentioned. other people's essays may also be found under the #OPE tag, and non-homestuck related essays may be found under, crazy, #not homestuck.

hopefully this blog may grow into more of a formal archive of homestuck lore related posts as time goes on but we will have to wait and see! i know a lot of homestuck stuff is dead and/or deleted by this point, but i'll see what i can find (note: if you're looking for homestuck-related art archives, check out the @bottlehawk blog since they reblog a ton of classic stuff there). if you personally have essays you want stored on here for the sake of archival purposes, either from your own blog or someone else's, please feel free to send a link my way.

[nebulousfishgills]

WIP Asks!

2, 6, 8, 9, 16, and 18 please!

they're such fun questions, it's hard to choose :)

2 - What part of your OCs creation and writing are you most proud of?

The fact that Emily is effectively one OC for two fandoms and, despite the reasons for that being absolutely hogwild, she works effectively in both worlds.

6 - Have any of your OCs had name changes? If so, why?

As far as I know, no. I've considered changing one or two names, but they're much older OCs and I'm in too deep for that to happen just now.

8 - Which of your OCs is the most fun to write?

Emily, 100%. Again, for the aforementioned flexibility between two universes that allows for double the story opportunities. Also I wrote her so she's just unapologetically, frankly, the worst and there's a sense of catharsis that comes out of that. Her character leaves me with so much to mess around with.

9 - Which of your OCs need a break from all you've put them through?

...to be honest, all of them. Olivia's had to deal with those she loves being ripped away from her time and time again, Emily has almost 40 years of pure, unfiltered trauma and has barely known a healthy state of being, and Keira's life was a straight downward spiral. For the sake of argument, though, I'll say Keira. I never ended up finishing her story, but I know how it ends and her need for vengeance ends up getting her killed after five years of demons and hauntings. At least Olivia gets happy endings and Emily's so-called Second Life (to use SMeyer's terminology) gives her everything she lacked in life prior. Keira gets no happy ending, in the way I left her story off or in how I know it ends.

16 - Do you have a favorite OC?

Again, it's gotta be Emily. She's my newest OC, but I think she's the most well-rounded character. Olivia was my first big one and at times I understand she seems the part, a bit too OP and her character flaws seem clunky. Keira was a self insert of the life I idealized for myself that even a year later I've changed my mind on (and I kinda regret making her seem so close to me, appearance-wise especially). Emily, as I said, is just unapologetically awful, yet her character feels the most believeable. She's a product of circumstance, she's selfish, she's damaged, she's someone who needs love and can only get so much of it. Her Second Life, as I said, gives her some of those things and she does grow as a person as a result (or, will. I can't get into spoilers for Diplopia's sequel, but she does get her fair share of development). Plus she's objectively got the coolest design.

18 - Do your OCs have any scars?

Well, Emily obviously, it's one of her most defining physical characteristics. Just this raw web of scars on her face and arm after Upside Down damages (and the fact that she's not worse off is also a silent physical testiment to Henry's protectiveness of her since he took most of the hits when they were banished). Other than that, Olivia probably has various small battle scars (if you read that in Jasper's voice, me too) and Keira likely has a few on her hands from shattered beakers or chemical spills.

[doctorguilty]

#this is why you mustn't eat or drink hand sanitizers #methanol is for cleaning hands for fucks sake #and if your skin is fucking sensitive just use baby wipes you dumb cunts #if you can ask your primary care doctor for consultation fucking do it #and wash your hands regardless what hand sanitizer you use #im already tired of creating warning labels everyday for industrial crap #seeing this is like someone told people not to eat tide pods #sigh

Since I got your shitty tags directly in my notifications, I'll respond to your condescending and pompous delivery of misinformation.

Methanol's primary uses do not even come close to "cleaning hands". The screenshot in the OP post lists some of it's various primary uses, such as varnishes, antifreeze, and paints. Some other common uses are in formaldehyde, resin, and various forms of fuel.

Methanol as a skin irritant has nothing to do with being "sensitive". It not meant for contact with skin not only due to irritation but potential for absorption. "Repeated exposure by inhalation or absorption may cause systemic poisoning, brain disorders, impaired vision, and blindness. Inhalation may worsen conditions such as emphysema or bronchitis. Repeated skin contact may cause dermal irritation, dryness, and cracking."

"During the pandemic in 2020, there was a proliferation of alcohol-based hand sanitizers which contained methanol. Exposure to these products, which failed to meet regulatory standards, led to increased harm and death." Methanol is NOT an FDA approved additive to hand sanitizers, hence the recall. Further reading on how this contamination occurred (leaving the thumbnail big and clear so you can't miss it):

And maybe, if you'd pull your head out of your ass for a brief moment of clarity, you could thoughtfully consider which specific demographic of people would be at most serious risk for the accidental ingestion of hand sanitizer or other toxic products. (Children, is who I'm getting at).

Next time instead of being a dickhead try doing this easy life hack

Check your hand sanitizer y'all

[officialcreepypastareheated]

I saw the post twice so I'm taking it as a sign to put in my own two cents. I will like to make it clear here and now that 1. If I say anything wrong I apologize, I literally woke up only 10 minutes ago and am still in bed. 2. If you disagree on my stances with things please just move along, not everything has to be an arguement or a fight. [TLDR at the bottom.]

Now today's long post and peek into CRPR, which is why it's on this blog and not my other one, is the thought of havung more realistic and horrific takes on the Creepypastas who are actual monsters and serial killers! Of course this means I'll be going over dark themes and topics that could be triggering and unfit for younger folk so please move along if that is the case and have a nice day!

So what do I mean exactly? I won't include the post in case my half awake self misread it and in the case anyone feels like witch hunting as they mentioned. The post is actually a question to the community, specifically towards the people who have been rewriting the characters and making them more goofy silly or redesigning them into something I suppose counts as conventially attractive (I don't know where that line lies.) They wanted to know overall why people don't make them the brutal and realistic depections they should be and it made me think.

There are some people who do make more spooky and brutal or realistic takes, The Art Ghost's and Green Pumpkin's Jeffs for example, but they also still fall under the line of coming off as simpable and also put into what OP calls an "anime romance plot" (no disrespect meant).

Then it hit me, what OP meant, after reading on and seeing a line that reads "They're serial killers so they'd target primarily women or the impoverished, who would be lucky if they died before anything worse happened."

I believe OP was wondering why we don't write "brutally honest" depictions of serial killers. Someone responded but, in my honest opinion, something was missing.

From here on I'll be discussing dark and triggering topics, anything under the sun, so please leave now if this isn't your cup of tea or you're a minor.

Tackling darker topics and making characters meant to be bad people is a fragile ground that I think we need more discussion on with a resurgence of people coming out and not handling these things with care. There is a base set of rules that should be followed, put in place way back in the day that of course is allowed to and has been changed but with some core values set in stone. Those base rules are such.

1. Don't make the horrible character a redeemable or likeable person.

2. Don't show their most horrendous action nor justify them, especially against children or pets.

3. Try not to get children too involved.

Now of course many people come up and are like "THIS IS POLICING! WE CAN'T WRITE ANYTHING ANYMORE! THIS IS JUST HOW SERIAL KILLERS ARE IN THE REAL WORLD!!!" and I want to go get breakfast so I'm gonna brush away the obvious and answer all that with one thing.

Media is a form of entertainment and escape from struggles in the real world. When you want to escape you look for media to entertain you and lets you forget what's bothering you. When it comes to horror media it's for the sake of a good little scare, perhaps on Halloween, or to watch some goofy and cheap jumpscare fest of a film for you and your buds to laugh at! And of course making more realistic depictions in your media is fine and all but it's how you handle it is key. If you're gonna include every gruesome aftermath of each kill or have people literally die on set for the sake of realism then of course nobody wants to watch it. Overdoing it is what takes it out of horror and into a downright snuff film for only actual serial killers to enjoy.

Another issue with this being done with Creepypasta is the first rule; 1. Don't make the horrible character likeable. This is impossible not to do since the characters that pre-exist are beloved icons and we all saw what happened with Blood Honey, right? There's also a new wave of impressionable youth coming into the fandom that we don't want to traumatize like we were so we try to stray away for their sake or at least teach them why we mind the warnings. Now of course you can make your ultra hyperrealistic blood covered hard pilled oc be a realistic depiction all you want, just try to keep in mind what all topics you're handling with them and the rules that come with it. Remember that less is more, and in this case more respectable to those just wanting a fun edgy time and to those actually impacted by what you're using for shock value horror.

And to anyone who still thinks kids should have unspeakable acts done to them on screen or described in detail, coughcoughurbanspookcough, I hope you go on that mental health recovery journey soon my fruend because trust me you will be way happier and more likeable on the other side. We can cringe at our edgy pasts together and enjoy good horror media.

TLDR; There's a ruleset in writing and media that's summarized as leave kids and pets out of it and leave the worst stuff off screen because media is meant for escapism and entertainment, plus you'd technically have a snuff film at that point and that's why your friends left you not because they're snowflakes. Not to mention the base characters are beloved at this point which also goes against the rules so it's only really best to keep these things to original characters instead especially with more younger folk coming into the fandom. Also get help if you think kids getting gutted like fish is okay you freak that is actually a red flag that psychologists do recognize as the starting point of an actual serial killer.

[rowanwolf]

I grew up in the '90s. I just posted in the wee hours of this morning about learning to use a computer that ran DOS because Windows didn't exist yet. YouTube didn't even exist until I was already in high school and Facebook didn't go public until I was nearly to the point of having a .edu email anyway. Broad(ish) access to the internet was new when I first got on it. By 4th grade, only a little under 25% of my class had internet access at home. About half didn't even have a computer to have internet access on. That was normal then.

I remember having drilled into my head how to be safe online. When my elementary school got internet (on the whole 4 computers the school had available only to the oldest grade), we had a whole seminar-type thing before we were allowed to use it. If I remember correctly, there were several videos shown that featured McGruff the crime dog talking about the dangers of the internet. Point is, that is the sort of safety concious attitude around internet usage that was pushed when I was a kid. I was online fairly young, but you bet your ass I didn't tell anybody shit about where I lived or my name or anything. I couldn't have posted pictures of myself online even if I had wanted to because in those days that required a scanner and we didn't have one. But I wouldn't have done that anyway. Not after listening to McGruff and virtually every adult I ever spoke to about the internet telling me all the ways people could use stuff like that to find me and kidnap me. That was always in the back of my head.

So it does terrify me how blasé kids these days are about the internet. How blasé they're taught to be about it. The internet is ubiquitous. It's just accepted as part of life. But the internet is dangerous. Hell, I'm in my 30s and I still don't ever tell anyone online my real name or my birthday or where I live. I don't post pictures of me anywhere but Facebook (which I rarely use anymore) unless I'm in full-face horror makeup that obscures my features. I've gotten a little more lax about saying which state I'm in, or even which city once I've gotten to know someone, I'll admit. But it's also a city with a bigger population than some states, so I feel less easy to find.

I'm also an adult at this point. I have already gone through all the growing up I needed to do to understand things like consequences and not believing everything you're told. I have learned behavioral red flags that can help me spot dangerous people. I am old enough to have learned to be skeptical and to reason things out before taking any action. Children do not have these skills yet. And to any minor reading this, I don't care if you're "mature for your age" or whatever, you don't. You have not yet learned in its entirety how the world works and, more importantly, how adults work. And adults are usually the ones you need to be wary of.

So I agree wholeheartedly with OP. I don't want minors to feel safe on the internet. Because when they feel safe, they leave themselves open to grevious harm. I want them to feel like the internet is a dangerous place - just as I was taught to - because it is. And this facade of sanitization and "child-friendliness" put on by those pushing for laws and measures to restrict the internet "for the sake of the children" is really only helping the adults who want to do those children harm.

My thoughts on the whole “make the internet child friendly” thing is that no one under the age of 18 should feel comfortable on the internet

If you are not a legal adult there are so many ways for you to be harmed through the internet, and the more comfortable minors feel the more at risk they are of being taken advantage of

When I was growing up at the beginning of the internet age I was constantly shown informational videos on how people could get my name and address from just a screen name, To Catch A Predator was on and showing all the ways adults posed as minors to trick them into being abducted, and even shows like Catfish on MTV were always there to remind you that if you did not already know someone in person you couldn’t be sure who they were online

For years I only went into sites geared towards kids and even then with strict rules on how to keep any identifying information out of my screen name and to never answer personal questions online. While YouTube existed, a large chunk of the videos didn’t involve peoples faces like almost all do now

When I got a tumblr at 16 I knew porn could come up at any time and I was cautious of how I used it because of that. People regularly scoffed at the idea of clicking a link you were sent in a message and who could be so dumb as to click one

I don’t want kids to feel safe on the internet because they aren’t, and people looking to take advantage of kids want them to feel comfortable. They want minors using their legal name, posting videos of their school, showing their face as they wear school sweatshirts. I’ve seen so many recent stalking cases that happened because the person used the Snapchat map feature that allowed people to see where they went and for how long every day

I think that it’s good to accept that kids exist on the internet and getting rid of some of the more horrific Wild West aspects is good (Chatroulette type situations, easy to stumble on beheading videos) but the amount that social media sites are telling people they’re safe for minors and said minors can let their guard down makes me very nervous. It is not difficult to film your 13 year old nephew for a TikTok, post it like it’s your own, then ask the other 13 year olds who like it where they go to school

And this is not me blaming Gen Z or calling them stupid, as I said the only reason I knew how to be safe was because the culture around me so heavily pushed all the tactics on how to be safe and what the consequences of not being safe were. Gen Z grew up with shows about how great is to be a successful teen vlogger, with child influencers, with teenagers who put their face and identifying information in Vines being tracked down and given prizes by Ellen DeGeneres. The entire culture they’re being brought up in is designed to tell them that being open online as a child isn’t just cool it’s a way to be successful and validated

So yeah I don’t want any site telling parents or their kids that it is a safe place for minors, that their information is being protected, or that none of the content can harm them