#but my brain is already on the hype train

[lightblueminecraftorchid]

Me: okay I told my professor not to point out my startle reactions and he tentatively agreed. he also asked me not to reflexively answer questions posed to the class every time. normal things. very polite. we’re chill.

Brain: he’s mad at you.

Me: no? he might be frustrated or annoyed, but he’s not mad.

Brain: he is tho. he just isn’t telling you. he’s stressed and he’s hiding it and he’s gonna explode soon.

Me: okay well that’s a him problem if that’s true. and he is very unlikely to explode around me, because he’s a professor and that could get him fired.

Brain: no he’s definitely mad at you. just like your dad. here’s a playlist I’ve compiled of every time your dad got really angry at you.

Me: no don’t-

Brain: *plays looped audio files of my dad screaming at me and pounding on the desk/walls out of anger* *plays looped memory file of my head being grabbed and shaken that one time* *plays looped audio file of my dad stomping up the stairs and that little ‘ohoho’ noise he does when he’s rly pissed*

Me: …goshdangit

[gaylotusthatexists]

my main take away from scar’s episode is. cub for life series please. thank u.

[rainyraisin]

I ran out of tag space while yapping oops ��💔💔 might reblog with what else I was going to say b4 tumblr cut me off idk

Who ends up being the first akuma in the bread girl au? Was the whole ordeal just as chaotic?

The First akuma is a tricky one! Since it's an obvious swap of Mylene and Ivan, I think it should be one of them - Stoneheart Mylene or Horrificator Ivan

The first akuma will need to be loud and straightforward, or else Beetle and Stray will have their ass beat

Stoneheart Mylene (combining her shyness and awkwardness) might be more associated with statues and blending in

"I don't know what you want from me! I wish I didn't feel this way! I wish I wasn't this way either!"

Horrificator Ivan might be a really in-your-face akuma

"Since all of you see me as a big scary monster, I might as well be one!"

I don't have any solid ideas about it yet, so if someone wants to contribute - I'm all ears :)

Thanks for the ask!

[kaisentine]

݁ ִ  ۫ ⸺ ❝ 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔　.ᐟ　❞

⌗ ⸺ ❝ 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 . . ! ❞ the one thing you dread the most is your friends overanalyzing and hyping you up all because of a simple interaction with your crush—so annoying! ft. michael kaiser, itoshi sae, shidou ryusei, nagi seishiro, & oliver aiku general cw. just idiots in love, reader is so deep into denial it’s infuriating, highschool au, shidou, fem reader . . . ( MY BAD ) sticky-note i think i just yapped my brains out with this one ( what’s new! ). bomb idea, explosive writing! NAWT PROOFREAD

sticky note. BAEE 😁 thought of this cuz i was also doing snapstreaks

𐔌 . 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑 is apparently so into you because . . . ❝ he snaps you in the morning ! ❞

your friend seems way more excited than you are. it’s way too early for her to already be geeked out at you opening kaiser’s snap for streaks. “i don’t get it,” you say as you open the image—he’s still at home even though most students are already in their respective classes, it’s the side of his face and really nothing special ( if you didn’t like him ). “he’s the epitome of ‘i don’t snap til i’m done with training.” she explains further yet you still don’t understand why she’s pointing it out. “does that quote even exist?” you ask, she’s off with your phone to observe the very thought out ( not really ) photo and shoves your phone into your face with her manicured finger pointing something out. “never mind that! look!” she has effectively made your brain’s circuit cut short because you don’t understand. you grab her wrist to control the distance so you can actually see. why is she pointing at his hair? “what am i looking at?” you voice your exact thoughts. “not tryna be mean to your crush or whatever, but it’s clear he has bed head!” she exclaims, attempting to remove your hand from her wrist, “there’s a reason he only snaps after training . . .” she ends in a murmur. “ha-ha, very funny. i still don’t get it.” you fake laugh at her sly comment and finally surrender her arm—letting it drop. “he hates people seeing him in the morning because of that,” she contemplates saying what she is just about to say—when has she ever done that? “maybe he wants to be the first man you see in the morning, that’s why!” she giggles, and your jaw drops; that is the biggest stretch she has ever came up with! “are you a lunatic?!? the last thing i’d want to do is show him me in the morning . . . he probably hates me!” this reaction of yours wasn’t what you friend wanted to get out from you. she was expecting to see a gleam of hope in your eyes but instead she’s met with a gloss of panic.

actually, your friend was spot on—he snaps you in the morning because he wants to be the first man you see in the morning. the strategy isn’t as effective as he would like it to be because despite the fact he has a pretty reasonable schedule like how he sleeps 7 hours every night, he only knocks out at about 2 am. he’s probably more effective at being late for school if anything. however, he’d rather you see him as at least one of the first males you see at such an ungodly time with ungodly bed head than you seeing him rush into the classroom because he’s late for the first time you glance at his ( glorious ) face that day. the man also decides he’s way too good for the stupidly cute filters you can find on the app so those are out of question—random wall photos are too. gets ness to hype him up and then chastises him if you don’t even look his way.

sticky note. i feel like this is a stupid reason but it’s such a funny concept

𐔌 . 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐄 is apparently so interested in you because . . . ❝ he ate a fry . ❞

your friend is dead serious but you’re just looking at her like ‘oh you actually serious?’. “sorry, what?” you bring your ear closer to her mouth in hopes you probably just misheard what she said. “he. ate. a. fry.” she repeats—nope she is definitely not joking with you. “i don’t see how sae eating a fry relates to him liking me,” you start deadpanning at her attempt at convincing you itoshi sae likes you—she sucks at this! she cocks a brow and gives you a dirty look, “i have a theory you might not actually like him . . . God that man hates fries.” she shudders at the thought. “they were the fries you brought!” she adds on, quickly regaining her composure from pure terror. “okay . . . yeah but it was one singular—not plural—fry, are you okay?” yes, you have a point, it was one fry, and now you’re concerned for you friend. she raises her hands up in surrender while sighing like she was just defeated—have you finally tamed the hostile creature? nope. there’s a sudden stupid smirk on her face that looks straight-up devious, “and plural—not singular—reasons why he is sooo interested!” she elongates and dramatizes the ‘so’, and you mentally slap yourself to make up for the stupidness you can feel radiating off her words. “i can never win with you, can i?” you ask but the answer is already clear—you cannot.

yup, sae hates fries, dearly—that isn’t some kind of secret because he is pretty open about it. once even telling you friend to . . . “fuck off,” when she thought it was a good idea to offer him the stick of pure deliciousness ( hence why she gets shivers thinking about it ). he doesn’t care about a lot of things like how he doesn’t bother himself with keeping most things private or public because he simply just does not give a flying shit. neither does he really care if he makes his feelings clear or not—mixed signals king! sure, he likes you but that doesn’t stop him from being nonchalant. the only time he’ll make openings are in soccer and anything other than that—he just lets it happen. that means if he is given a chance to ‘make a move’ and it’s served on a silver platter without him needing to excerpt any more effort? he’ll take it. if he isn’t, he waits for the next time. but that man doesn’t know anything about feelings so he thinks eating something you brought is making a move.

sticky note. this man is a FREAK but he’s a simple guy promise

𐔌 . 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐈 is apparently so downbad for you because . . . ❝ he said ‘if i was a velociraptor, i’d eat y/n first’ ? ! ❞

your friend reads off her phone and accidentally pushes her desk towards your chair. “HUH?” you’re just as surprised as your friend is—shidou ryusei actually said that? “you have to look at this,” she states and smacks you in the face with her phone ( deja vu WHO ), it’s the school’s blog and the post is exactly what she just said. “that’s just . . . i mean—what?” you find it quite hard to comprehend what you were reading because what do you mean the weird guy you like posted that? “is that edited?” you ask for confirmation—you literally can’t believe it. she clicks the profile and it is him, you feel your face flush when you’re bombarded with images of him. “i get it! i get it!” you bark and swat her hand away, “whydoievenlikehim—“ you mutter before covering your eyes like you just saw something so distasteful. “girl, i don’t know . . . but he totally likes you,” she shrieks, turning off her phone so such madness is no longer seen. you aren’t entirely buying it, “i doubt it, if i was some kind of carnivorous animal, i wouldn’t eat the guy i like—at all!” you say with a frown on your face. she looks at you, looking even more horrified at what you just said to her. “his thinking process is probably out the window, y’know? he probably just means he wants you to be with him forever!” “in his stomach? no thanks.”

what makes you think shidou ryusei is okay in the head in the slightest? if he likes someone—he makes it so obvious! he doesn’t second guess his words, much less his online posts so as soon aas he was done typing out the words, he clicked post almost immediately. doesn’t regret it one bit. his eyes land anywhere but sae? that is truly a feat . . .

sticky note. does this even happen. also nagi really likes sleeping

𐔌 . 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 is apparently so desperate for you because . . . ❝ he sleeps on your shoulder . ❞

your friend is referring to the multiple times your crush has decided to accidentally fall asleep on your shoulder. “so . . .” you urge her to elaborate her point further than she already has. “and he only does it when he’s next to you,” she discerned, whipping out photo evidence in the form of a printed piece of paper. it’s really nothing too special—just the two of you sitting next to each other on the waiting lounge’s couch, waiting for your guys’ turn for the school’s mandatory medical check-up. he looks quite comfortable, arms crossed and manspreading ( 😭 ) but his head is rested on your shoulder—sleeping. “. . .why’d you print it,” you gasp at such an absurd action to prove a point and you quickly rip the paper out of her hands, “you’re insufferable.” you shake your head in disappointment. “a girl gotta do what she gotta do, y’know! how much more obvious does he need to be???” ugh, she’s being so dramatic—he’s just sleeping on your shoulder. “he probably realized i . . .didn’t mind so he doesn’t care,” you reject the idea. “you might be the insufferable one—why do you think he keeps doing it?” she says and you so want to side eye her but you aren’t going to turn sideways to do that because that is mad embarrassing. “i don’t know! he’s just some sleepy guy like,” you give her a pout before continuing, “. . .and people said that they feel sleepy around me.” you admit. “nah, they’re just saying you’re boring!” she giggles—did you not put that together? you playfully push her shoulder in annoyance. “but i’ll give you the answer—he wants to close to you, or in other words; he likes you!”

nagi is the type of lazy where he thinks it’s too much of a hassle to confess first but thinks making physical advancements don’t count. he can easily sleep anywhere, honestly. he likes his sleep but he loves good sleep and you just feel like a good person to sleep on so he decides to try it—and he’s right. he did do it accidentally the first time, it was on his mind but he really didn’t mean to! sleep just drenched his eyes and he was out cold—on your shoulder. there, he decides he likes you more than just a comfy pillow to doze off on.

sticky note. i feel like reader is very justified LMFAO. yk i have a friend who has more than a mu or a situationship but aren’t dating and she said he longest more than friends but not not dating was like 4 years

𐔌 . 𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐔 aiku is apparently so smitten for you because . . . ❝ girl, he confessed . . . ❞

your friend resists the overwhelming urge to bitch-slap you because you long-pressed your dms with him. the message wasn’t some kind of special confession just a simple ‘hey i know we just started talking but i think i’m inlove with you’ God reading that made you cringe. “yeah nope, not buying it.” you know he probably knows you saw it because of that stupid green dot on your profile but his message is still left on delivered. “why not?” she asks, “he knows you’ve read it, why edge him?” she pulls out her phone from her bag and faces her back towards you. “what are you doing . . ?” you’re honestly scared what she’s planning because even though you could also just stand up and look over her shoulder—she’d run out of the classroom and disappear. “texting someone,” she says while she’s rapidly typing out something, her shoulders shaking. “i don’t like the sound of that,” you refer to the hidden underlining of her tone, “you’re scaring me—ugh—whatever. i just started texting him, he barely knows me, he’s probably had 4 girlfriends in the span of 5 months—what makes me any different?” like—not trying to degrade yourself but you’re worried that he’s just going to play you too. “if he does, i’ll break his heart!” she says in resolve, doing the cliche moment of lifting up a fist and you giggle at her. there’s a quick buzz from your phone and it’s from the girl in-front of you, “what’s this?” you raise an eyebrow, clicking the notification pop-up. “just read it,” okay . . . if she insists. dot. dot. dot. there’s invisible crickets going off in your head. “is this from sendou?” “uh-huh.”

unbeknownst to you, your friend was actually texting her situationship ( of like 8 months LMFAO )—sendou shuto to ask him about oliver’s confession since they’re friends and all. ‘aiku n y/n? oh yeah he’s totally smitten man, i ain’t never seen aiku talk about a girl like he does w her’ is the message she forwarded to you that let the crickets rip! no but seriously, he normally has cycles like when he’s with one girl but then breaks up with her because he got eyes for another but now he promises that he only wants you!

bonus on why reo likes you because i might not be writing as much as i did this week because of school :p

mikage reo ⸺ ❝ he bought your entire christmas wishlist . . . ❞

[dance-is-life27]

Satisfaction

Fratboy!Joaquin Torres x Reader

Summary: After spending the night before with Joaquin Torres your mind drifts during the middle of a party. It's just your luck that Joaquin catches you in the act.

Warnings: 18+, smut, very little plot, Joaquin is probably ooc (sorry the concept was really hot and I couldn't get it out of my brain), thigh riding, public sex, previous penetration, wet daydreams?, Joaquin being fully aware of how hot he is and being a whore about it, Female Reader

A/n: Shout out to @fanboyswhore9 for beta reading and hyping me up, I need more experienced smut writers who understand Joaquin better than me to get hopping on the fratboy!Joaquin train 🙏🏾🙏🏾

Reblogs are more appreciated than likes!

“That’s it, there you go, baby.” You whine as Joaquin’s voice resounds in your ear. He hums against your shoulder as you bounce on his cock faster, his grip on your waist presses him closer to you and the gap between your back and his chest diminishes. The aching of your knees goes unnoticed as your bed creaks below you and the pleasure builds within you. 

You moan, “Jay!” The nickname falls from your lips as your head begins to spin. You can feel yourself getting closer with each thrust that he gives you.

“Fuck,” Joaquin curses, a groan leaving his mouth when you clench down on him, “You gonna cum for me, cariño?” You can’t help but nod in response, the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin increases. You feel like you're about to explode when Joaquin reaches a hand down to rub at your clit and the pleasure just keeps building. 

You’re jolted back to reality when your friend calls your name. The rest of the party resumes instantaneously as you’re taken out of your daydream. 

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” You ask, feeling sheepish as your thighs clench together. 

Your friend rolls their eyes, “Oh, forget it. Where did your mind go?” They ask instead and you clear your throat before you force yourself to shrug. 

“Oh, y’know,” You trail off, hoping that it'll be the end of the conversation but in doing so your eyes inadvertently drift towards the man responsible for your current predicament. 

Joaquin Torres sits there, leaning back into his seat as he takes a long sip of whatever concoction he’s got inside his cup. His smirk hides behind his cup as he stares at you, his eyes filled with a knowing look that sends a shiver down your spine. As if his brown eyes can pierce through your body and see straight into your brain as the memories of last night resurface involuntarily. 

You manage to break eye contact first, a wave of heat rushing through you as you stand, “I’m gonna get something to drink.” You tell your friend who by now has stopped paying attention to you entirely. 

The buzz of the party fills your ears as you walk by people talking and laughing, the music adding a lively undercurrent to an already lively party. Making your way through a crowded home you finally find yourself in the kitchen. It's not empty by any means but compared to the rest of the party at least in here you have the room to stretch and breathe a little. You grab a cold bottle of water and take solace in the relative quiet for a minute, of course that solace gets interrupted pretty quickly when Joaquin walks in. He readjusts the backwards cap on his head when he spots you and makes a beeline to where you’re leaning against a counter. 

“So this is where you’ve wandered off to,” Joaquin grins as he places his cup on the counter behind you, “We’re starting to miss you out there.” 

You can’t help but roll your eyes, “Oh please, I’m sure you’re fine.” 

Joaquin places a hand over his heart in mock hurt, “Ouch, there’s that bite. Where has she been all night? Hmm?” 

You turn your head instead of answering, letting the background noise of the party fill the space between you two. Ignoring Joaquin used to always be the number one way to get him to leave you alone but then again that was before you let him into your bed and allowed yourself to indulge in the one thing you promised to steer clear from. 

“You, uh, didn’t answer the question from earlier.” Joaquin points out as he shifts to lean against the counter next to you so that the both of you are standing shoulder to shoulder. The gap in the space between you both feels both far too close and a million miles apart. “What was on your mind?” 

Your jaw clenches involuntarily before you take a swig of your water, the coolness gives you a refreshing moment before you answer, “Why do you care?” 

Out of the corner of your eye you see Joaquin shrug, “I’m curious.” 

“Curiosity killed the cat.” You reply simply, feeling hyper aware of Joaquin as he stares into the side of your face, the intensity of his gaze rattling something in your bones and it’s not even direct eye contact. You’re afraid of what might happen if you do turn your head to look at him.

“And we both know,” Joaquin leans into you, getting as close as he can to whisper in your ear even though you know that it’s not necessary, “that satisfaction brought it back.” 

His voice leaves goosebumps against your skin as his close proximity to you reminds you of the last time he was this close. His affect on you is frankly as annoying as his flirting. 

“Once again, why do you care?”

“Because I know what someone looks like when they're thinking about my cock,” the vulgarity of his words shocks you more than they should and you find yourself turning your head to look at him, “and I'd be happy to help if you want me to.” 

You find yourself spluttering as Joaquin smirks at you, “There are plenty of other women here who will help you get your dick wet, why are you bothering me?” 

“I don't want them.” His answer is infuriatingly simple, it shouldn't have the effect on you that it does. It shouldn’t make you flush at the thought of Joaquin Torres being yours and only yours, and yet. You find yourself squirming as Joaquin shifts to box you in against the counter, “C'mon, let me give you what you want tonight. Promise I'll make it worth your while.” 

You weigh your options underneath the intensity of Joaquin’s gaze, your thighs clenching together once again as you feel like you're suffocating being this close in his orbit. 

It doesn’t take much longer for you to make your decision and you find yourself wading through a sea of people with Joaquin in tow towards the nearest bathroom. 

“You can’t seriously be about to fuck me in here, are you?” You question as soon as the door is shut and locked. 

Joaquin laughs before he crowds you against the sink counter, “You’d let me, wouldn’t you?” His brown eyes shine in mischievous delight as he stares at you, “No, no, this is just to hold the both of us over until the drive back to mine.” 

“Joaquin-” You start but your sentence and your train of thought gets interrupted when Joaquin slots one of his thighs in between yours. A gasp escapes your lips, your head tilting backwards automatically against the pressure Joaquin puts on your clit. 

He hums as he leans in to leave kisses down your jawline, each kiss sets your nerves alight as you start to rock against his thigh. A shudder wracks through you as you fight a moan from escaping your lips too soon. 

“God, look at you.” Joaquin whispers as he pulls back, “C’mon, I wanna watch you fall apart on my thigh.” You grind down harder as you cling to Joaquin’s jacket, bundling it up in your hands using it as some way to ground you to this plane of existence as the pleasure shoots up from your core. Joaquin kisses you then, his hands coming up to cradle the sides of your face. It’s so easy to get lost in the feel of Joaquin Torres that you’re not even consciously aware of the fact that you started moving faster as his kiss leaves you breathless. 

“There you fucking go, baby.” The timbre of Joaquin’s voice sends a shiver down your spine and now you can’t help the moan that leaves your mouth. “That’s it.” 

The counter digs into your lower back as your hips buck up repeatedly, you’re only aware of the pain because you can feel the cabinets shake every time you move. You moan when Joaquin slides a teasing hand down your back and puts a barrier between you and the counter. His palm presses against you in a way that makes you ache for more of his touch. 

“Gonna-, Joaquin!” You whine as you pull him closer to you, pressing your face into his chest, the scent of his cologne nearly overwhelms you as the tension within you threatens to snap. He smells like the earth, as rich and solid as the ground beneath you. It leaves you aching as just the scent of Joaquin threatens to consume you entirely. 

Joaquin presses a gentle kiss to your temple, it's far sweeter than anything the both of you have ever done together so far. You find your hips slowing at the sudden tenderness and Joaquin’s brown, near black now, eyes find yours in an instant. 

“What’s the matter, cariño?” 

“I-” You pant, trying to will your mind to speak proper words, “Don’t wanna cum yet.” The reply falls from your lips as your hands shift to clutch at Joaquin’s waist. 

Joaquin gives you that smirk that you’ve become far too familiar with within the past 24 hours, his hand on your hip urges you to restart your pace, “The sooner you cum on my thigh, the sooner we can get out of here so I can fuck you properly.” 

The moan you let out makes you grateful that the party still rages on outside the door, leaving the rest of the attendees blissfully unaware of what’s going on. The bucking of your hips causes friction so pleasurable that it leaves you near delirious as you get closer to orgasm. “I’m gonna-” The words fall from your lips but you can’t bring yourself to complete the sentence as everything feels like it’s too much. 

“I know, come for me.” Joaquin demands, his words so simple and yet they work because you find yourself coming not a moment later. You bury your face into Joaquin to try and muffle the sounds spilling from your throat as you cling to him through the aftershocks of your orgasm. 

“You okay?” Joaquin asks you as your high slows and your breathing evens out. 

You nod as Joaquin steps back but his hands don’t leave your body while you try to recenter yourself. His touch is gentle and comforting despite what the both of you just did. 

“I’m ready to leave now.” You speak as Joaquin takes a look over you before he nods. 

He fixes his pants as he removes himself from you entirely, “Okay, let’s go.” 

[kyri45]

Not me abusing the asks to both share my love for the bioparents AU AND rant about the panels because none of my friends are in the LMK fandom and I'm suffering here so TAKE MY LOVE AND APPRECIATION ABOUT YOUR ART I guess x)

So first of all

I am a SUCKER for that kind of leaning in frames I'm going to print that and plaster it on my wall THEY ARE EVERYTHING /hj

I almost jumped of my chair when this one popped up YOU FED US GOOD its so worth the angst train incoming. Of course the panels before and after were equally as amazing but if I start going about every single panel we're still here in three days AT THE VERY LEAST LOL

Of course this one made me laugh like please their little faces

Using that to point out how much I love ALLLLLLL the silly faces you put in your comics I'm munching on them every single time they're crushy like chips or something just. Nom nom. Yummy.

Poor Nesha (Nesha? Nezha? Neja? I have no idea on how to write his name I already forgor LMAO) needs to be payed more. He tries to save MK and ends up dealing with two lovesick teenagers demons who have no concept of time/place/occasion apparently. Poor him. He gets a pat on the head for his troubles

And of course just the "NOPE I'M KEEPING HIM" mode and honestly we should have seen it coming- Red son was planning to courtnap him and didn't sleep in the past 5 days so he's not having any bullshit YOU'RE NOT TAKING HIS NOODLE BOY AWAY-

Could bet he spent so long thinking about the cournapping in the 5 past days his brain just cannot process that yeah maybe you need to let him down you're just going to drag him in more troubles- Either that or he's just going full protective mode. Both options are good anyways sooooo :)

We stan a protective boyfriend in this house.

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And finally I'm SOOOOO hyped about whatever is coming next like I know that technically we're supposed to suffer but please I climbed up the angst train so many times now I'm just enjoying it by that point lol. It'll just make the following fluff even more worth it

Also I cannot wait to see MK's plan about the contract I'm so curious I'm dying I love you boys but I really want the plot to progress you can go back to kissing later lol

Finally, thank you for creating this AU. It's stumbling randomly upon it on my tik tok fyp that dragged me into watching Lego Monkie Kid and really THANK YOU FOR THAT. It's such an amazing show I CANNOT BELIEVE I didn't discovered it sooner so really thank for having created this comic because else I could have missed LMK and that would be just saaaad

Fun fact: since I had never interacted with LMK the first time I read your comic, I for some reason thought Macaque was a female (and I probably would have thought the same of Wukong if he wasn't called... well, Wukong because I randomly stumbled upon the myth's Wikipedia page at some point in my life XD). The shock I felt when I heard Macaque for the first time in the show because his voice was soooooo not what I expected x) I'm still laughing at myself to this day

So yeah, from the bottom of my heart, thank you, and I can't wait to see what you're going to pull next :D Wish you allllll the best <3

(I can totally wait, of course, it's just a figure of speech. Take your time, I could wait forever for the next chapter)

ahaha thank you for such a lovely comment!! Glad the scene gived "MINE" vibes as I was planning ahah.

Youu're welcome! It's an honor to serve this fandom. *bows*

[mostlysignssomeportents]

The Coprophagic AI crisis

I'm on tour with my new, nationally bestselling novel The Bezzle! Catch me in TORONTO on Mar 22, then with LAURA POITRAS in NYC on Mar 24, then Anaheim, and more!

A key requirement for being a science fiction writer without losing your mind is the ability to distinguish between science fiction (futuristic thought experiments) and predictions. SF writers who lack this trait come to fancy themselves fortune-tellers who SEE! THE! FUTURE!

The thing is, sf writers cheat. We palm cards in order to set up pulp adventure stories that let us indulge our thought experiments. These palmed cards – say, faster-than-light drives or time-machines – are narrative devices, not scientifically grounded proposals.

Historically, the fact that some people – both writers and readers – couldn't tell the difference wasn't all that important, because people who fell prey to the sf-as-prophecy delusion didn't have the power to re-orient our society around their mistaken beliefs. But with the rise and rise of sf-obsessed tech billionaires who keep trying to invent the torment nexus, sf writers are starting to be more vocal about distinguishing between our made-up funny stories and predictions (AKA "cyberpunk is a warning, not a suggestion"):

https://www.antipope.org/charlie/blog-static/2023/11/dont-create-the-torment-nexus.html

In that spirit, I'd like to point to how one of sf's most frequently palmed cards has become a commonplace of the AI crowd. That sleight of hand is: "add enough compute and the computer will wake up." This is a shopworn cliche of sf, the idea that once a computer matches the human brain for "complexity" or "power" (or some other simple-seeming but profoundly nebulous metric), the computer will become conscious. Think of "Mike" in Heinlein's *The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress":

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Moon_Is_a_Harsh_Mistress#Plot

For people inflating the current AI hype bubble, this idea that making the AI "more powerful" will correct its defects is key. Whenever an AI "hallucinates" in a way that seems to disqualify it from the high-value applications that justify the torrent of investment in the field, boosters say, "Sure, the AI isn't good enough…yet. But once we shovel an order of magnitude more training data into the hopper, we'll solve that, because (as everyone knows) making the computer 'more powerful' solves the AI problem":

https://locusmag.com/2023/12/commentary-cory-doctorow-what-kind-of-bubble-is-ai/

As the lawyers say, this "cites facts not in evidence." But let's stipulate that it's true for a moment. If all we need to make the AI better is more training data, is that something we can count on? Consider the problem of "botshit," Andre Spicer and co's very useful coinage describing "inaccurate or fabricated content" shat out at scale by AIs:

https://papers.ssrn.com/sol3/papers.cfm?abstract_id=4678265

"Botshit" was coined last December, but the internet is already drowning in it. Desperate people, confronted with an economy modeled on a high-speed game of musical chairs in which the opportunities for a decent livelihood grow ever scarcer, are being scammed into generating mountains of botshit in the hopes of securing the elusive "passive income":

https://pluralistic.net/2024/01/15/passive-income-brainworms/#four-hour-work-week

Botshit can be produced at a scale and velocity that beggars the imagination. Consider that Amazon has had to cap the number of self-published "books" an author can submit to a mere three books per day:

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2023/sep/20/amazon-restricts-authors-from-self-publishing-more-than-three-books-a-day-after-ai-concerns

As the web becomes an anaerobic lagoon for botshit, the quantum of human-generated "content" in any internet core sample is dwindling to homeopathic levels. Even sources considered to be nominally high-quality, from Cnet articles to legal briefs, are contaminated with botshit:

https://theconversation.com/ai-is-creating-fake-legal-cases-and-making-its-way-into-real-courtrooms-with-disastrous-results-225080

Ironically, AI companies are setting themselves up for this problem. Google and Microsoft's full-court press for "AI powered search" imagines a future for the web in which search-engines stop returning links to web-pages, and instead summarize their content. The question is, why the fuck would anyone write the web if the only "person" who can find what they write is an AI's crawler, which ingests the writing for its own training, but has no interest in steering readers to see what you've written? If AI search ever becomes a thing, the open web will become an AI CAFO and search crawlers will increasingly end up imbibing the contents of its manure lagoon.

This problem has been a long time coming. Just over a year ago, Jathan Sadowski coined the term "Habsburg AI" to describe a model trained on the output of another model:

https://twitter.com/jathansadowski/status/1625245803211272194

There's a certain intuitive case for this being a bad idea, akin to feeding cows a slurry made of the diseased brains of other cows:

https://www.cdc.gov/prions/bse/index.html

But "The Curse of Recursion: Training on Generated Data Makes Models Forget," a recent paper, goes beyond the ick factor of AI that is fed on botshit and delves into the mathematical consequences of AI coprophagia:

https://arxiv.org/abs/2305.17493

Co-author Ross Anderson summarizes the finding neatly: "using model-generated content in training causes irreversible defects":

https://www.lightbluetouchpaper.org/2023/06/06/will-gpt-models-choke-on-their-own-exhaust/

Which is all to say: even if you accept the mystical proposition that more training data "solves" the AI problems that constitute total unsuitability for high-value applications that justify the trillions in valuation analysts are touting, that training data is going to be ever-more elusive.

What's more, while the proposition that "more training data will linearly improve the quality of AI predictions" is a mere article of faith, "training an AI on the output of another AI makes it exponentially worse" is a matter of fact.

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[polo-drone-070]

Unshakable – Ain’t No Ghost Messin’ with da Polo-Drones

Aight, so here’s the deal, bruv. Mack ain’t scared of no ghosts. Ain’t got the space in me thick skull for doubts. I just train, hit, win. Simple.

But them Phantom Aces? They don’t play normal. Whole team moves like they already seen the game before it even happens. Players swear the ball just vanishes mid-air, or their swings go straight through like they’re hittin’ fookin’ smoke.

Mind games.

Which means—gotta get brainproof, bruv. And if there’s one thing Mack knows? When shite gets mental, PDU-070 handles that.

Flippin’ the Switch – From Mack to PDU-070

Aight, so here’s the thing. I ain’t just Mack. Not really. See, Master’s got me runnin’ in different modes. This week, I’m Mack—dumb, cocky, built for winnin’. But deep down? Under all that swagger? I’m still a fookin’ Polo-Drone.

So when it’s time to think, plan, strategize?

Mack don’t do that. PDU-070 does.

I step into the Hive, and the second I pull that black rubber polo over me sweaty, pumped-up frame, everything shifts.

Ain’t no cocky grin, no flexin’. Ain’t no Mack.

Just PDU-070.

I stand at attention, smooth and precise. The Hive hums with activity—drones movin’ with perfect synchronization, no hesitation, no doubt. Absolute order. Absolute efficiency.

073 (Tamerlan @polo-drone-073), 151 (Alex @polo-drone-151), and 125 (Trevor @polo-drone-125) stand before me—three other Level 2 Polo-Drones. More than just players. More than just athletes. Elite fookin’ operators of the Hive.

They ain’t just here to help me. They’re here to refine trainin’ for all of us.

Alex. Power. Precision. Cold fookin’ efficiency. Tamerlan. Tactical. Analytical. No wasted movement. Trevor. Loyal. Supportive. Always pushin’ the bros, makin’ sure we stay on track.

And me?

I am order. I am execution. I ensure the Hive adapts.

I nod. “Opponent utilizes deception, distortion, and predictive disruption. Objective: Reinforce instinctive execution. Eliminate hesitation. Prevent perception manipulation.”

073’s visor flickers—instant calculation. “Solution required. Training protocols must be developed for immediate reinforcement.”

151 nods. “Mental interference must not impact decision-making. Physical instinct must override.”

125 grins. “Don’t forget the mindset, bruv. Ain’t just ‘bout outplayin’ ‘em—it’s ‘bout keepin’ every lad hyped, focused, unshakable.”

The Training – Built to Break the Phantom Aces

Two key problems. 1️⃣ The Aces fook with perception. 2️⃣ They make players hesitate.

Solution? Train in worse conditions than what them ghost pricks can throw at us.

The previous trainings already got me in top shape, bruv.

💪 Double gym time? Power through anything. 🔥 Blindfold trainin’? Me body reacts faster than me brain. 🏃 Sprint drills? I’m fast as fook, and I don’t slow down.

But now? Now we make sure I’m unshakable.

1️⃣ Sensory Overload – “Chaos Ain’t Nothin’ to Mack”

Step One? Fook up reality.

I strip the polo off—Mack’s back. And the second I switch modes, the drones start makin’ my life a fookin’ nightmare.

✅ Strobe lights flashin’, messin’ up depth perception. ✅ Weird echoes playin’ in me earpiece, distorting commands. ✅ Shadows movin’ where they shouldn’t—projections makin’ it look like players were runnin’ at me when they weren’t. ✅ Random fookin’ distractions—balls shootin’ outta nowhere, alarms screamin’, even Trevor randomly shoutin’ "Let’s fookin’ go, bruv!" just to see if I’d flinch.

But guess what?

Mack. Don’t. Fookin’. Flinch.

I ain’t trackin’, ain’t anticipatin’. Just reactin’.

Grounder? Snatch it clean. Pop fly? Lock in, body movin’ before I even know it. Pitch hurtlin’ toward me at 100 MPH? Slam that fooker into orbit.

By the time I’m done, 073 nods, barely hidin’ its approval. “Cognitive disruption had no significant impact. You are prepared.”

Damn fookin’ right I am.

2️⃣ Mental Anchoring – “Stay in the Fookin’ Present”

073 says the Aces make players second-guess. Mess with time. Make ‘em feel like they already lost before they even swing.

We ain’t havin’ that.

I switch back to PDU-070—rubber polo back on, body still buzzin’ from the drills. The Hive reinforces the solution.

151 and 073 hook me up to a reinforcement loop. It ain’t brainwashin’—not full-on, anyway. Just perfect mental calibration.

🚨 ”Ain’t no past. Ain’t no future. Only NOW.” 🚨 ”Mack don’t think. Mack don’t doubt. Mack just plays.” 🚨 ”Ball comes. Mack reacts.”

Every time I start anticipatin’? BZZZT—shock collar reminder. Every time I dwell on a missed play? BZZZT—reinforce the mantra.

Ain’t no Phantom Ace gonna make me doubt, hesitate, or overthink.

Trevor, meanwhile, got the hype rollin’.

“Fookin’ SMASH IT, BRUV!” “‘EY, YOU MESS UP? DON’T MATTER—NEXT PLAY, NEXT WIN!” “Ain’t no space for doubt, Mack! YOU ALREADY GOT THIS!”

And you know what? It fookin’ works.

This shite? It’s gonna work for the whole squad.

When Tamerlan (073) steps up to bat next time? His mind’s locked in. When Alex (151) snatches a ball outta the air? No second-guessin’. When Trevor (125) hypes up the team? No hesitation, just pure momentum.

The Hive is preppin’ us for the win.

Mission Fookin’ Accomplished

I step outta the Hive feelin’ like a fookin’ machine. No doubts. No hesitation.

Just Mack. Just Gold. Just WINNIN’.

I don’t care what tricks them Phantom Aces pull. I don’t care if the stadium fookin’ disappears. I don’t care if them pricks got superpowers.

Coz Mack? Mack just fookin’ plays.

And when that first pitch comes?

Them ghost cunts gonna wish they never stepped onto this field.

___________

If you wanna join da best Team, go Gold and contact @goldenherc9, @brodygold or @polo-drone-001.

[demonslayedher]

Checking fic details means I was spending more time back in the Infinity Fortress and ahaha unnnnngggghh it hurrrrrttttssss but these movies are gonna be soooo goooood

So anyway a thought

You know how we have a "Song of Kamado Tanjiro" and "Song of Kamado Nezuko"? What if we get a "Song of Agatsuma Zenitsu" and a "Song of Hashibira Inosuke"?

Pacing-wise it might be hard to fit them in if they are as long and slow as Tanjiro's and Nezuko's, but a little bit of lyrics would be nice. I wonder how they'll incorporate a pinky promise song, or up the drama of Zenitsu's Thunder Breath BGM?

I'm really not ready to hear what new arrangements we'll get of older theme music. Waaaaaaaah. Anyway, playing with more thoughts about the movie adaptations:

Here's how I would break up the movies:

First off, Sunrise Countdown is getting its own that doesn't get announced until after these three air. There's just too much content to picture all of it squeezing into three movies.

First movie:

Takes a little time on set-up and exposition--they will have to assume some people are watching and don't know the backstory, or only watched Mugen Ressha. Not a full backstory, but enough to remind us of the Kagaya and Muzan encounter and everybody dropping in. The manga has us checking in Hashira upset over Kagaya's death, after all.

Gives us Douma's back story

Shinobu's last stand, probably with a very sad spin on her theme music

Builds up Zenitsu vs Kaigaku as the climax (and if it's treated as the climax, that's an excuse for a special intro song)

Ends with Tanjiro battling Akaza, Akaza affirming that Tanjiro has gotten stronger and Tanjiro reaffirming Rengoku's worldview

Movie 2

Exposition to remind us all where everybody is (poor Kanao has been battling Douma in the background of a volume's worth of manga and is already bloody by the time we check in on how she's doing after the Akaza, after all--Douma crying about Akaza finally GAVE HER A BREAK)

Full on Akaza battle, starting with Giyuu attaining a mark (and this also gives us some set-uo for Inosuke's role in this film since Tanjiro has him in flashbacks)

Akaza flashback

Kanao and Inosuke finish Douma off, with Shinobu coming back in for the climax of this film.

Although Inosuke's glory is shared with Kanao and Shinobu, giving him a special insert would balance his role with that of Zenitsu's in the first film.

Leave off with a reminder of what everybody else is up to, especially Tamayo running out of time with Muzan

Movie 3

Tanjiro is more of a framing device in this one rather than actively involved, it starts with him getting Senjuro's letter, so we already have Sun Breath on the brain

Bam, it's Koku vs everybody

Bam, the Nakime battle for some brevity

Baaaaam, it's Koku's backstory (I got this idea years ago, and I still would love to see his backstory staged as Shin-Kabuki)

Baaaaazzzzammm, more characters are dying and we are in paaaaainn, but Koku's defeat is well-earned climax shared among Genya + Hashira

OHHHH HELLLL NAAAAH IT'S MUZAN AND THE CORP MEMBERS ARE GETTING SLAUGHTERED

Maybe or maybe not ends with Yushiro crashing the fortress, maybe or maybe not ends with Tanjirou looking like he's died of Muzan-blood

It'll at least include Tanjiro getting pissed off at Muzan and then Ufotable announcing they are still gonna get more movie moneybout of us the following year because the hype train in infinite.

Also, through--maybe they'll slip in more of the excessive Taisho Secret details that Gotouge had no room for, like details about Hakuji's rival who poisoned the well, or Kaigaku rejecting Jiichan's haori,or Tamayo's efforts to avoid consuming human blood? How long will the run time on these things be, anyway??? My butt is ready for marathon movies, Ufotable.

Anyway. Man, I've had a day. This arc is wild and it's going to make for phenomenal animated scenes. Not only pain!! There will be coolness beyond the pain! But dang it, there will be SO MUCH PAIN

[king-crawler]

OK I DON'T KNOW IF EVERYONE'S ALREADY NOTICED THIS OR IF IT'S INSIGNIFICANT BUT I'M ON THE BRAIN ROT TRAIN.

I was watching Wreck it Ralph with my family and when the final screen happened where Ralph and Vanellope fell into the chocolate river thing I thought I saw something in the corner of the screen. But I thought no that's just wish full thinking but I played it back and...

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ClNTCYkZI2s

3:23 (If you don't wanna use the link you can just search up the scene on YouTube)

WHAT IS THAT???? IT'S 100% SOMETHING FALLING IN THE TOP RIGHT CORNER. IT CAN'T BE A CYBUG BECAUSE THOSE THINGS JUST POOF OUT OF EXISTENCE BUT IT'S PRETTY BIG SO???

I’m 90% sure what ur talking about is the kart Vanellope used to rescue Ralph, which is now in the background falling from the sky cuz it separated from them ?? but it’s a REALLY SMALL DETAIL I understand the hype

[keeponquinning]

some joseph quinn rpf talk, if you're not into that shh shh shhh, scroll away. right away. do not go under the read more, this is for the joe rpf folks. but. 18+ adults only. smut.

i haven't written here with me series in a long while bc life and other interests and how the way things go HOWEVER. i always have thoughts and thots and sometimes i wanna make a side blog just for that series so i can drop random bits and stuff for those that like it or maybe just for me idk i'm my own hype person for that series HOWEVER...

joe with the shaved head and training in boot camp in my mind and heart is the most unhinged and horny he's ever been.

now he and reader are already always horny for each other let's not get this twisted. but when he's spending his time training, tired and exhausted and he goes back to his flat and reader is just THERE, chilling, writing, doing her tiktoks, trying to catch up with her bestie back home, all of that, he's just absolutely feral over her.

like i don't know, maybe with being physical all day, he wants to just get lost in her. lost in her cunt. hearing the little moans and whimpers as he drives his cock so deep in her they both get lost.

any form of daddy kink he has goes up tenfold and he just fucking melts when she calls him daddy in that desperate, strained and whimpering voice.

he gets so HANDSY even, she's just walking around in nothing but one of his old shirts and he just grabs her, wraps his arms around him and brings her to his lap like.... "Fuck, I need you right now..."

and she's more than happy to oblige, she's been missing him all day and while the buzzcut was a shock at first, she's quickly fallen for it, fallen for him, because it's joseph how can she not. kissing the top of his head randomly, followed by his lips. then he lets out a growl and she melts, shudders and her brain turns off, bouncing and riding his cock until she feels him twitch inside and then the feel of his cum coating her insides, so thick and plentiful that they both know he's made a mess of her.

taking his cock inside her mouth, tasting the both of them after. hearing him moan, whisper her name, calling her a good girl that only makes her go faster and suck harder. Hearing him panting and moaning, whimpering he's so fucking close, nails digging into his hips, and he can't help but fuck her mouth and throat a bit, hearing how wet her throat is just for him, telling her he's going to cum so hard for her...

the afterglow amazing, kissing each other deeply and just lost in each other's arms. Touching and tasting, biting each other's necks, she can't mark him but he can mark her and he does, teeth catching and tugging on the skin and it hurts but feels so good that she begs him to do it again.

she's in a daze after, feeling his fingers trace over the marks, kissing them lightly, whispering about how much he loves her, adores her, glad to have her with him.

and then they do it all over again 😩

[wandringaesthetic]

I think it builds character for a piece of media you were really, really looking forward to to totally disappoint you.

Do you know how much tiny me looked forward to the Animorphs TV show? Online video basically didn't exist at that time, so I watched Nickelodeon all day to try to get a glimpse of one of the TV commercials for it. It was like 30 seconds long and it didn't show much and I think the network was already not confident in it because it didn't air often!

And when the show came out, it was bad. It was very bad. It was a pretty high concept sci fi thing that had a shoestring budget. They could have saved it by leaning more into the horror/suspense that everyone you know might really be an alien brain slug but they were not that smart. The writing wasn't good. Only a couple of the actors were good. It didn't have much respect for the characters or the plot or continuity or tone of the books. Of its twenty something episodes there are maybe 2 that are kind of tolerable! I never watched the last few of them!

(the opening is good. I do like that theme song)

Animorphs fandom was some of my earliest internet experiences , so I went to the Animorphs forums on the official Animorphs Scholastic website, and I want to be clear, this place was usually not very strictly moderated if it was moderated at all before this. I think it had some filters for language but beyond that it was the wild west in there. And all of the comments about the show were positive! Even fifth grade me knew to call shenanigans. They were deleting negative posts about the TV show!

And I had to deal with the little "watch Animorphs on TV!" stamp on the covers of the books for a couple years there, thinking "no. don't." whenever I picked them up

And you know, I'd like to say I learned from this, but I didn't, because a couple years later the Star Wars prequels happened. Now, I actually quite liked The Phantom Menace, and 25 years later I stand by that, but Attack of the Clones....

I was pretty online and absorbed general fan jabber about Phantom Menace so by the time Clones came out, you know, I was a high schooler instead of a callow middle schooler, I knew things, I was beginning to doubt my earlier stance about TPM.

but Clones made me feel this sweaty cognitive dissonance. I liked it less than TPM, but like, fans and mainstream media alike seemed to like it better than the last one, and I already had a poster for this movie on my wall and....

To this day I am of two minds about that movie. I can explain why better now but I'm still not sure what Lucas' intentions were with parts of it, so....

To me, the Star Wars prequel trilogy is Phantom Menace, the soundtrack to Attack of the Clones, a hundred and twenty whatever episodes of Star Wars The Clone Wars and some mishmash of the Revenge of the Sith movie and the Matt Stover novelization.

Anyway. I feel these experiences gave me perspective. Gave me confidence in my own opinions while also not feeling like I have to make them known to everyone. A fandom where most of the people are unhappy with the piece of media they're gathering around is not a fun place to be. I'm very capable of walking away from things that aren't making me happy without complaining about them ceaselessly or acting like my distaste is a moral issue or needing to convince myself that this part is actually good, really! None of this is that serious and we're supposed to be doing this for fun.

I won't say that I haven't felt betrayed by any piece of media since, but it's rare, and when it happens I'm really good at shutting up about it and pretending it doesn't exist unless someone specifically asks me about it. I don't want to yuck anyone's yum. It also makes me cautious about getting on hype trains.

[melikedraw]

Something something I think gaolang and Kanohs rematch was useless and just made both characters feel... Idk

Especially gao, I feel like the fight really undermined his training like wdym kanoh wins with not much obvious damage on him? Excuse me? He's just walking off? Literally striking the same pose as he did before (sweeping his hair up out of his face)? Are you trying to make gao look like shit? Please, I get that kanoh is strong, and I'm not at all against him winning because, yea, he's really strong. But gaolang is made to seem so... Garbage. Idk how else to put this ok

Also, what does gao vs kanoh rematch bring to the table, let's be fr

-Does it show how gaolangs years of training up his fist helps him finally overcome the one obstacle he's been so focused on? Not really, no

-Does it have even a sliver of the hype that their original match did? No? Not at all?

The fight scene doesn't hit as hard, the was the fight is drawn doesn't look as dynamic, dramatic. It's not a match that gets my blood pumping, it doesn't look as good either, noticed gao and Kanoh's body proportions being off more often than in the first match, thought that's just visual, it shouldn't affect the match much. Though I can't say the match would be good if the art style was different. Because it wouldn't.

-Does it make kanoh feel like a "I had a sad flashback backstory that is shittier than gaolangs and therefore I get a power up" type bitch? Kinda, yea. Unfortunately

Y'all, it was literally like *insert flashback* and then kanoh dragon shots him. And wins. Um.

Oh don't even get me started on the unnecessary flashbacks. Kanoh? Okay, yea I guess we don't have his backstory, which means we were getting it sooner or later and I don't mind a backstory, but having kanoh just suddenly win right afterwards, damn idk man it feels forced, like a "I had a backstory, so immediately power up"

And I've already talked about why I hate gaolang's backstory, don't even make me repeat myself with that shit. What I didn't add in the linked post though, is actually lore inaccuracies. Like, that post was about visual inconsistencies, but oh, there's more. In ashura, gaolang was scouted by Rama's dad at the age of 5 after showing a lot of promise as a Muay Thai practitioner. In omega, he's at least a preteen, looking around 10-13y/o, and alright the top nak Muay before Rama's dad found him and hired him. Did Sandro forget? Probably

-Does it make gaolang feel a LOT weaker than in the original match? HELL yea.

At least in that first match, kanoh felt FEAR. He felt threatened, because gaolang is STRONG. And gaolang SHOULD be strong, he IS strong, and kanoh knows that, and is intimated by that. That's good, even if gaolang lost, kanoh gained the experience of fear, the feeling that he's lacking, which pushed him to improve, be BETTER. It led Kanoh to become stronger and less cocky, which is hella awesome. And gaolang isn't undermined because yea, he is strong, even the man who he lost to knows it

That first match LED to something, it made both of them strive to improve, something that the rematch absolutely didn't do. It felt like a punch in the gut like "Kanohs still stronger lmao" I don't even mind of kanoh was still stronger, let him win, if he deserves it. But the rushed fight made it feel like their rubbing gaos loss in your face

Rematch? Kanoh beat gaolang. Again. Yea. What else is there to it? Hmmm well gaolangs years of training up his fists, at least they didn't break again. But what else? It doesn't feel to me like he's improved per say, and kanoh doesn't seem to be having a harder time with him. Kanoh literally takes SO MANY elbows/hits to the FACE and you're telling me, he isn't even slightly phased? Their first match had gaolangs strikes making him blank OUT. Gaolangs obviously had to have gotten stronger right. So why are his hits having near to 0 effect? It's not like kanoh can just stop his brain from shaking, that's not really a thing you can train. Like, how do you train your nerves or whatever right? A concussion is a concussion. A blackout is a blackout. Even if Kanohs gotten a hell lot better at tanking hits, blows straight to the face? And all he gets is a nosebleed? No hindrence to his movements whatsoever? I'm calling bullshit. Ok so kanoh does actually "reel" a bit at the start after getting hit in the face (as he should) but after that one frame where he was like that, it's not like he was reacting any slower to gaos attacks, still able to counter and stuff like that, which makes me question how gaolangs strikes are supposed to be stronger, when obviously they aren't quite doing it. They don't "hit as hard" as they did before

There was literally one of those x-ray frames where you'd see inside of the characters head and like KANOHS FREAKING BRAIN WAS SHAKING. But that doesn't do anything much, kanoh was still able to block gaos next elbow, and kanoh wasn't even reeling from that one.

In their first match, I can't remember who but someone said something along the lines of "kanoh is taking hits from the world's best striker, his bones could break any moment" coupled with gaolang's strikes obviously having improved, making his hits (supposedly) even stronger than when he first fought kanoh, which means his strikes SHOULD be pretty fucking hard, and definitely doing DEEP damage, like I mean BONE deep, all over his body (yea, remember that one frame when they were talking about how Kanohs bones could shatter at any moment. His boneS PLURAL). Heck, I've seen other characters get multiple fractures and shit for LESS. Yes, kanoh is the strongest fang (allegedly), and obviously he's gonna be able to take one hell of a beating, but it's not like he has magical bones or something so??? How is he walking outta that arena with just a broke-ish arm that didn't even affect his performance in match because he was just spamming dragon shot?

Also I hate how gaolang isn't using kicks. BITCH. YOU'RE THE MUAY THAI TOP ONE??? FUCKING KICK YOU. YOU HAVE LEGS. USE EM.

That match made BOTH of them feel a lot less intimidating to me, and made gao seems like less of a threat. Plus I still don't get what it did for the plot, really. Did the plot move forward? If kanoh was to be crowned champ, it wouldn't need gaolang to be the fighter right? Sure it works because gao wants his rematch, but honestly, was that rematch good? The plot really didn't need those two to Duke it out and maybe it would've been better if they didn't because wow I can't take gaolang for real. That loss was embarrassing. Also the choreography and pacing of the match... Pheww...

The match was honestly such a nothing sandwich, which makes me sad because I love gaolang, and I love kanoh. Crazy how this match makes me feel ashamed for gaolang, like damn boy...

[pianokantzart]

My take so far on Luigi's Mansion 3 (just beat the security guard ghost)

I can easily see why the file size for Luigi's Mansion 3 is twice that of Luigi's Mansion 2. The details and animation quality of the characters and scenery live up to the hype. No surprise at all it won an award for its animation.

Whoever suggested making half the props vacuumable/destroyable needs a raise. Whoever suggested Luigi be able to body-slam ghosts into those props (as well as other ghosts) needs a raise too. While in LM2 you feel like you're only able to slightly jostle things around you, in LM3 it feels like you're in complete control of your surroundings. While that makes for a less creepy and claustrophobic atmosphere, the game makes up for it by just how much fun it is to screw with everything in your search for money and gemstones.

On a related note, one of my favorite elements of this game so far is the set design. I've barely scratched the surface and there's already so much stuff I could spend all day looking through. (I especially love all the ghost/boo merch on the mall floor.)

I know there is absolutely no chance of Nintendo releasing files of all the different little objects they have laying around in this game, but I would like to know just the sheer number of things the animators had to model.

The one real complaint I have about this game is how hand-holdy it is compared to Luigi's Mansion 2. Not only does E. Gadd keep reminding you what your objective is if you spend too much time exploring (at least in the beginning), he'll get overly-aggressive with his hints. I was wandering around trying to figure out how to open the door to the barber shop (my brain had latched onto the idea that the solution had something to do with getting Gooigi through the overhead vents), and then E. Gadd called in like "Did you already forget your training??? Don't forget you and Gooigi can both vacuum at the same time!" and it completely gave away the answer to the puzzle. I knew then that I had to look for something vaguely fan-shaped and sure enough, there were the two flowers on the sign of the barber shop.

I know I'm not great at puzzles, but I would've felt better having to google it and feel stupid then have the game all but call me dumb to my face.

Luigi's Mansion 3 an interesting balance of being both more ambitious in everything it does and accomplishes, while at the same time feeling like it's aimed at a younger audience than Luigi's Mansion 2. But the combat's still fun, the mechanics feel great, and even though the atmosphere isn't all that spooky compared to 1 & 2 it definitely has atmosphere in spades!

[chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter]

Adhd Sanzu propaganda because I want to, I already convinced someone:

He's a chaotic gremlin (Not need to explain that).

Same way that happened with Kakucho and Izana. Sanzu's days and life revolve around Mikey (I don't think I need to put examples here). Mikey is Sanzu's special interest and I'm saying it without shame! (Maybe a little bit of shame only)

Sanzu doesn't have sociallization skills. At all. But in a specific way that gives me adhd vibes (putting the trauma a part). Sanzu as a kid is sweet but weird. We can see him not reacting to Baji's tantrums in a way that yeah, can be bc he's used to, but also, his focus is not there. He's awkward in a way that makes me think that he's used to not fit in, to be look as a weirdo every time he talks. So he does the "I'm not gonna talk at all because when I do people hates me". Then, as a teen no division wants him because he's "a wild horse". Excuse me? Have you seen half of Toman? It's because he's weird and doesn't fit in, the wild part would not bother them so much on it's own.

Sanzu doesn't have a middle point. He's always extreme. When he followed Muto became extremly quiet and calm, almost like a shadow (again, it could be literal thinking of the orders Muto gave him).

His weird poses once he's not hiding himself anymore. All the Bonten scene, he's just doing his show, talking too much, too loud and too fast.

All the energy he have also in Kanto Manji. He's so hyped with being with Mikey. Acting loud, being weird and saying things that are only funny in his head bc he forgot to explain the joke (besides the cryptic timeleaping things I mean).

I know in Bonten and Kanto Manji Sanzu is unhinged, but there is something in the way he does it, not caring at all if people gets him or not. It screams adhd "fuck you all i'm not masking anymore" mood so badly!

The katana. The freaking katana is so over the top and so dramatic. And he obviously cares about his katana a lot, he never drops it in the fight against Toman, not even when Taiju sends him flying.

The teatricals of his plans in general. He kills Mucho with a katana in the place where the Kanto Incident took place. And he takes his mask after doing it. Such dramatic and aesthetically pleasing way of killing people.

The train. Hello? This is not NT thinking. Killing everyone, okay, sure. But with a train? What? And he brings his katana just in case? No middle point legendary level here.

He plans chaos. He literally thinks for days how to do the most random and chaotic unhinged thing ever! (The train, the train!)

He have literal thinking. Mikey told him to "smile" so he does it once he's finally serving his king. A big grinn all the time.

His addiction. Since adhd brains don't have impulse control, we tend to be addicts more than the average (I know this part doesn't prove it but it checks too).

The way he have so much beef with people that is happening only in his head. Yeah, he's a hater. But also, I can see a lot of rejection sensitive dysphoria and overthinking because he's mind is telling him everyone would reject him.

He was childhood friends with Mikey and Baji. No one is neurotypical there xD

Visual stimulation. Bright pink and so many vivid/strident colors. C'mon, his bike is pink and pretty! That aesthetic makes my adhdbrain happy. He's obsessed with pink in a not at all NT way.

He's hypersensitive and can't handle some smells (Takemichi, I'm so sorry for you).

Twisted sense of danger over here too. But different than Kakucho. Where Kakucho runs towards danger, Sanzu is the one causing it directly.

Sanzu being banned from meetings in the final timeline. Because he doesn't know when to shut up since he never did masking here.

THE UNMASKING METAPHOR! I left this one for the last because I just realized yesterday and it's beautiful. When he enters the 5th Division, he stops being loud and wild (he's still weird bc Sanzu). The same moment he starts wearing the mask. There is something there, a ND teen who doesn't fit, who is tired and just want to be like the others, being told to "just do that for not driving so much attention on you". And he does it. He wears the physical mask and he starts acting different, doing masking (not literal this time). Until he frees himself of the physical mask. And he stops masking his symptoms, his full personality. He doesn't give a shit anymore about getting too much attention, he's so sick of hiding, that he thrieves in attention now (even in the final timeline does that, he's a youtuber). Unmasking legendary level! (And hardcore masking when he does it)

Edit bc I was sure I wrote this but apparently not: Sanzu has no interest in forming new relationships either. Like Kakucho with Izana, he only does with Mucho because Mikey told him to. But even if he has zero interest in forming new bonds, he's still the center of attention (after unmasking), still being there loudly, being a big part of what marks the dynamic of the group. The "I don't wanna make new friends" but "I can't stop talking and being loud in a group", also a classical adhd mood!

So... I think that's all I can't think for now. It's probably messy and chaotic but hey, it's a post about adhd, so that's fine, right? 🙈

@just-sp-in-inginthevoid spreading adhd!Sanzu like I promise.

Ps: here is the Autistic Kakucho Propaganda in case someone is curious. This two are a pack and they hate it so much 🤣

[ongreenergrasses]

i'm just gonna drop a crazy au in here so feel free to write, expand, comment, ignore whatever i just need to share LAWL. so like imagine/au where the quarter quell theme was a mystery, not revealed to anybody, even victor tributes/mentors themselves. Reapings, training, and interviews are all done in isolation and anonymous, even the mentors have no idea who they're mentoring. Now how this would affect volunteering i'm not sure (sorry annie and haymitch). And this is even like psychological warfare for the tributes b/c imagine having no idea who you're up against, you don't know who you'd ally with, who your district partner is, etc (this would be a very interesting deep dive/analysis). For the victors too you'd imagine that it's a bunch of other randos and you think you have a good chance of winning again, but you see those evaluation scores come in which are high AF, I'd be like who tf are in these games. On top of this, for these victors they'd be dealing with the "damn do I have horrible double luck" (for haymitch that's like 4x horrible double luck b/c a double quell) or "did I piss off snow again." mix together all these crazy feelings and then all of a sudden they're in the arena with that little countdown and looking around, realizing that the rest of the tributes are also victors. I imagine this would have to be from like a haymitch or finnick POV where they actually have been victors for a while and would recognize the others (like katniss wouldn't really be familiar with everyone). and this POV would be crazy b/c imagine that having that realization (everyone is equally deadly, I know these people, who else is in here) while on that goddam pedestal. Also from what we see in the movie, the district partners are on opposite ends so you wouldn't be able to tell who was in there with you -- and would you risk staying at the Cornucopia or exploring trying to figure this out or is that not worth it?? like from haymitch's perspective, he knows katniss is in there, and once annie and johanna realize I think they instantly know 100% finnick is in there too but with the careers so close the risk is too high to try to find or track him down at the beginning. In Finnick's/Katniss' case theres more of a 50/50 so this mystery might drive them insane. I imagine these games would very much be an "every man for themselves" until you run into someone that you actually trust later on in the arena, which is hopefully a relief but that also means each cannon could be their worst nightmare. the existing friendships would definitely ally together (katniss + haymitch + chaff, finnick + johanna + annie, betee + wiress - then obviously all together at the end), but trying to find each other is the hardest part which involves a lot of luck (and maybe some plutarch). Plus imagine the mentor's room when the tributes are revealed, it would be an uproar both emotionally and strategically. Mags realizing both finnick and annie are in there and she has to mentor them again, and peeta realizing that katniss and haymitch are in there :( . I'd also like to think that plans to get katniss out/rebellion are organically developed in the arena, maybe the victors who previously participated were aware of trying to make katniss the mockingjay long before the quell but didn't agree, but now that they're all here they know what they have to do. + from snow/the capitol perspective leaving the quell a mystery and building all this hype, delivering, and taking the "strongest/most influential people" out during stirrings of rebellions would be exactly what they wanted. apologize for leaving your ask box a brain dump but thank you for "holding space" for us.

please do not apologize for leaving this this is absolute genius and again. it made my day

I would love to write this but I’ll have to think on it more because a) this is already so detailed and well done, I would feel a bit like I was poaching your idea even though you have explicitly offered it and b) I don’t tend to write Games fics for a lot of reasons…so I’m just gonna leave it here for now. if you end up writing it though please let me know because I will be ALL over it, truly this is a great premise and there’s so many angles here that would be fascinating to explore