#but with an oy in the middle XD

[mgarmagedon]

Saberhorn: You two are absolutely INSANE!

Bumblebee who ran away from home:???

Steeljaw who uses his trauma in the bedroom: I agree with the Lieutenant for once.

Sharpie and Optimus in cybertronian heaven: *probably side eyeing eachother*

Oh gosh absolutely!!!! Bee and Steeljaw are in this weird sexual-enemy situation where both of them at this point in their own fucked up lives( Steeljaw in his homosexual furry squad and Bee in his build up by him new family, where he thinks that finally everything will by alright)... but in the end they are yelling at each other every Thursday like it was they habit or hobby like bowling XD

So sametimes it would looks like this:

*Drift, Thunderhoof and Grimlock set in the face cafe while Bee *

Thunderhoof: Oy... So, what is wrong with your mexican Barbie today? He's moves are slower... Is it 'cuz of this Red Tampon or this crazy police gorilla?

Grim: With Bee? AH! His back hurts, because yesterday I sat at him, because he thought, that he is child again! It's nothing for my BB, he's gonna be alright!!! :D

Thunderhoof: . . . And I thought me and my puppy have weird sexual habits... However I still hope that Bee will win, I bet on him a 50 PLN (10$)

Drift: Me too...

And when Saberhorn joins this weird fucked up circle of unhealthy relations, trauma and middle-aged crisis, he was... so shocked. After all, it's unbelievable for him to live like this! And probably before next battle with Bee, he will book him a year of sessions with some psychologist. XD

But this would be a good end for this situation... in real confrontation it would look more like this:

Saberhorn: *saying somthing logical about how fucked up they are and why they can't became new enemies, because it would be unhealthy*

Bee: Woo...

Steeljaw: ... He has said that we are both morons >:((

Bee: Let's beat this french bitch >:((

Saberhorn: Wha-

*jojo beating scean* xD

[slashingdisneypasta]

PLATONIC FAMILIAL!Toon Patrol x Smartass'Daughter!Reader || Oneshot [Part 4]

Title: Her First Friend

Notes:

The next chapter is my favourite!! It'll be in Wheezy's POV ^^

So my headcanon for 'Ritchie Rabbit', Roger and Jessica's kid in this, is that they adopted him ^^ Also, his colour is gonna be yellow but Roger and Jessica wont have colour 😅 Just the Toon Patrol and the kiddies. Sorry!

This chapter was really hard for me, so sorry for the long wait!! Stupid POV is soooo hard.

Plot: A baby girl is left on the Toon Patrol's front door step and now they take her for picnic days at the playground ^^

Warnings: The usual Toon Patrol shenanigans XD ...

Stupid Weasels POV

"Duh, yay! The playground! Hurry now Y/N, we gotta get to the swings before someone else beats us!" I exclaim when we pull into the parking lot, turning and holding out my hands to take her from her favourite spot in the world- Wheezy's lap.

... No seriously. Its definitely her favourite. SHE NEVER LEAVES.

I wake up in the morning, Y/N's having her breakfast in Wheezy's lap. I get up in the middle of the night cuz she's crying, Y/N's in Wheezy's lap and she's not crying anymore. We have a meal together, she's in Wheezy's lap. The sky starts to fall- she will be sitting in Wheezy's lap!!!

And- nooo. No, no. I'm not jealous. That's what Greasy says, but he's wrong!

"Alright, alright, fall out boys. We're here." The boss pulls the truck to a sudden stop, jolting us all, and hops out to swing the back doors open for us. Y/N giggles and clutches my head as I set her up on my shoulders and jump out- rushing for the swings and making her squeal up there. "OY!" The boss yells after us, a liiiiittle bit of terror in his voice. "REMEMBER DUMBO- YOU DROP HER YOU DIE!!"

Yeah, yeah- I know Boss! Duh!

Still, I slow down a bit though- and Psycho immediately zooms past us like the Tasmanian devil, and steals the very last swing. I halt in my tracks, then, and think maybe I could yank him off it??... "Psychooo!"

He gives an evil little laugh, and holds out his arms for Y/N. "You snooze you lose!~ Now c'mon Y/N!!~ Come to Psychoo~ "

... No. I dont wanna give her up. We were gonna go super high and- Oh, Y/N, you want to go to Psycho? Okay then!~ I happily hand her over to Psycho when he pats his lap and she wiggles around in my hold- reaching and grabbing for him. Then I bound around behind them and push them.

I got gentle, at first, as Psycho perks up and looks around like a meerkat for the boss. We spot him, past the slide at a picnic table setting up the food with Greasy - Wheezy's not allowed to help with food. He has to go sit at least 20 feet away, because the Boss thinks he packed 'cancer pie' or something, - and not paying attention to us at all. "... Now!" Psycho exclaims, which is the signal that I can push them harder.

"Okie Dokie!~ " I sing. "Hold on tightly to Y/N, Psycho~ " As he wraps his arms around Y/N and hunkers down over her so his chin rests on her head, I take the swing seat in both my hands and I lift them good and high.

Then I drop them, and when they come back to me I start pushing as hard as I can.

This what we have to do whenever we come to the playground, because if the Boss catches us putting Y/N in danger then he'll shoot us- or put our heads in a toilet- or kick us some place not nice. He would probably hate it if he found out we do this, but Psycho says what Smartass doesn't know wont hurt him~, so I guess its okay!

"- Oh hi, guys!! Can I have a go next??" I hear a familiar voice behind me, and turn my head as Psycho and Y/N slow down on the swing because I'm not pushing anymore- surprised at what I see. A... rabbit? A cute little rabbit, a little older then Y/N, and for some reason he's... kind of... familiar?? He doesn't look like anyone I know, I don't think, but the clothes... There is something about those clothes... little suspenders, and tow tie... hmm... huhh...

Could it be... "Roger?~" Psycho lets out a giggle, spying the rabbit himself behind a tree a next to the playground.

Before Psycho can hop off the swing and go over to Roger, the little rabbit speaks to us again. "My daddy says he knows you guys!" Yes, he does! "Except her," He points to Y/N, and she raises her little paw to waive- a cheerful little smile on her face. "Hi! I'm Ritchie! Who are you?" 'Ritchie' walks over (When- I don't understand- shouldn't he hop??) and gets on his tip toes to peak over Psychos lap, to her. Psycho doesn't seem to notice at all as I 'supervise', his freaky swirly eyes glued to Roger's form trembling behind the tree.

"Duh, her names Lottie." I tell the little, non-hopping rabbit after Y/N makes a strange noise that almost sounds a bit like her name but not quite. She tries again, though.

"Hhh... hi... R-Ri... chi." She grins, proud of herself as she leans over a little to give Ritchie a waive. "H- Hi, Ritchie!" Giving a giggle, she repeats it again- and again- while I look around in a panic for the boss. Where did he go?? He was at the table!- "Hi Ritchie!! Ritchie, hi!"

My eyes are bugging right out of my head and so are Psycho's, tearing his gaze away from Roger to look down at Y/N with a gasp. She spoke!! Where's the Boss!? Boss- BOSS!-

Psycho jumps out of his seat with her, going to dash for the boss if we can find him- when-

We turn around, and he's already there. Standing a few feet away from the swings standing really really still, his own eyes round like dinner plates as well! He looks shocked, the hat on his head causing a shade over his face from the sun and for a few moments neither Psycho or I know what to do at all... did he hear her??... or???

Then, he smiles. The Boss SMILES (Which he's been doing a lot more often since we got Y/N, but is still freaky to look at), and comes over to ruffle his daughters hair, making her laugh. "Good girl, doll."

... her first words were 'Hi Ritchie'. While Smartass and Y/N have their father-daughter moment, Psycho and I look at eachother and groan. Aww, I was hoping it would be 'Stupid', ha! Cuz its my name! Psycho wanted it to be- oh... why's the boss smiling like that? That's kind of creepy... the evil look is in his eyes now too... what-

He whips around and points at Greasy across the playground. "HEY YOU! ASSHOLE! YOU OWE ME FIFTY BUCKS!"

"... SHE SPOKE??" All of a sudden both Greasy, and Wheezy are with us too.

"WITHOUT ME?" Wheezy exclaims, picking her up out of Psycho's arms and holding her up by the armpits in front of him; A disappointed, tired look on his face. "... babygirl, we had a deal."

"And it wasn't SPANISH??" Greasy cuts in, crossing his arms next to Wheezy and looking super betrayed at Y/N... who crosses her arms back, and sticks out her tongue at them both. Psycho giggles at her and we all ignore the little rabbit boy still among us, grinning wide and all excited like he's apart of the family. "Una linda!! After all that work we put in!!- "

"Oy. Stop harassing my kid." The Boss plucks Y/N out of Wheezy's grasp and sets her on her bum, on the ground. Then flashes Greasy another smirk. "And don't be a sore loser- it doesn't suit you, green bean. Cough up the dough."

"Losing doesn't suit me, you cranky old bastardo- but," Greasy sighs, defeated as he reaches into his pocket. "Fine."

"That's right pal," While Smartass continues to rub it in as he counts his new money, Roger finally slips out from behind his tree, sneaks over to us, grabs little Roger by the arm and 'stage sneaks' away. Or tries to. The Boss catches him red-handed. "Ohhh... and look what we got here, boys... a bunny rabbit trynna sneak away undetected... "

Some of us chuckle- even though its not funny. Wheezy told me, though, that when the boss says something kinda spooky like that in that low voice- we gotta chuckle menacingly after. He says it intimidates people.

I don't know about that, but whatever~ Wheezy's smart, so I guess he must be right.

And it sure stops Roger in his tracks!

"Ohhhhhh h-h-heyyy, guys... long time no see... " He ducks his head low, not looking at any of us as he itches the back of his foot with the other one. We surround him, so he cant hop away.

Smartass talks first, he always does most of the talking. He's good at it! ^^ He does some more intimidation, by acting nice- Wheezy told me about this, too. He said it unnerves people. Is it because the Boss is so mean usually? I tried to ask him that, but he just called me nimrod... "Heh heh heh, well Roger... how's it been?"

"How's the wife, eh- Oof." Greasy tries to talk, but Smartass squeezes his snout causing a sound like deflated balloon to come out of Greasy's nose and it makes me laugh. Ha ha- do that again, boss!

"Oh, uh, f- f- fine... Wonderful, actually! Jessica is just best wife in the whole world- she's so nice, and bakes me carrot cake every single week! And now we have Ritchie!" Roger gives the little rabbit a pat on the head, giving a warm smile after closing his eyes so he cant see us anymore- he tenses up pretty quick though when he opens his eyes, again. What a wierdo. "H- H- howww about you guys?? How's y- y- your babysitting sssss- serivice going??"

Chuckling, the boss tilts his head to the side; All confused. "Baby sitting service?... "

"W-well, the kid, of course! Haha." Roger gestures to Y/N. Smartass looks slowly from his kid, to Roger. "If you're not babysitting her then why would you have he- " All of sudden Roger takes all the air at the playground, sucking it all in when he gasps. "Did you kidnap her?? OH- NO- YOU'RE KIDNA- "

Wheezy gets behind Roger and slaps his hand over the rabbits mouth- holding him down as he wiggles and tries to get away~

A few parents from around the playground look up at the scene, curiosity and concern on their faces, but Psycho just gives them a little waive and Greasy gives a wink- all good here! No need to worry. "Keep that screeching down!! What are- " Smartass whisper-yells. "What are you? You trynna get us all arrested!? We are at a kids park you numbscull! Jesus christ. We didnt kidnap her! She's my kid."

"Mhm, mhm- we did a blood test if you wanna see it!" I pipe up, nodding with a smile at Roger.

... For a moment nobody moves. Roger doesn't move, the Boss doesn't movie, and none of the rest of us do either. Its awkward, and I have an itch now, but I stay as still as a statue watching Roger.

Then suddenly he screams again, louder time even though the sound is still muffled by Wheezy's paw that probably smells gross. Smartass sighs, his eyes rolling up towards the big open sky while Greasy facepalms and Psycho giggles.

I itch my butt.

Nobody notices but me, but Y/N gets up onto her fat little legs, takes Ritchie's hand and toddles - yes, toddles. She learned to walk on her second birthday last week!! it was super exciting, - over to the sandpit with him...

[iamvegorott]

Idea: Murderiplier x Noir Mark

Nothing ever gets done

They just monologue at each other XD

[shesinmy]

I personally feel like watching movies with Gojo would be fun honestly, but he’d annoy a lot of people too. XD just his comment “The woman’s annoying in this one but she dies in the end :)��. He’d totally speak throughout the whole thing.

MOVIE NIGHT

You already knew watching movies with Gojo wasn't the best idea. He was so annoying the entire thing. This man can't shut his month and hours without saying anything it's impossible for him. It would be even worse if he already saw the movie. He always, ALWAYS, spoiled it.

But, sometimes you want to watch a movie with him and risk it. You know, hope is always the last to fade.

So you asked him with he wanted to join you for a movie at home and he was thrilled to do so. You were now choosing which movie to watch and it was already a menace. You couldn't come to agree even about the genre. After half an hour deciding where to go, now you were going to spend another half deciding the movie per say. It's incredibly difficult to do so since Gojo watched most of the movies. You are always impressed with how many he have seen considering all his busy schedule.

Past the hard choices, you finally found something and the movie starts. It's barely at the entry when he begins his movie watcher Gojo version.

- Mochi, don't you think it's too loud?

He takes the control and lows the volume of the TV. At the first dialogue, there he goes again.

- Now is too low. I can't even hear what they're saying.

And he raises the volume. Knowing that this could go on the entire movie, you jump without warning and grabs the control hiding it behind your back.

- WHAT?!!! GIVE ME BACK!!!

- No deal, Satoru. It is what it is. Now watch the movie.

He smiles to himself adoring your bossy self and then rests his arms around your shoulder pulling you closer to him.

Twenty minutes later and you start wondering if he is okay or fell asleep since he was so quiet. Well, you were wrong.

- What a cliche amount of characters.

You give a big annoyed sight but it doesn't stop him from going on.

- I mean it, Mochi. The girl with a bad ass behavior but she is just hiding how much help she needs. Her friend that seems crazy and outgoing but in reality uses it as a mask to her painful life. And the guy that thinks he is incredible but is a complete idiot.

- Yeah, Satoru, I get it. Now, watch the movie, will you?!

- Aagh!! Come on, Y/n. It's always the same. Same story too. They fall in love, the friend helps...

- OY! Have you seen this one two?

He brings his free hand to his heart faking his hurt feelings from your question.

- How could you?! I wouldn't watch such a boring movie again.

You roll your eyes knowing deep down in your heart that something was wrong. You had experience with movie watcher Gojo. But, who knows, maybe he hasn't seen it yet. He was right, by the way. Many movies do have this same plot and characters.

And the movie goes on.

Ten minutes later and Gojo rests his head on your shoulder starting to trail kisses up your neck to your chin.

- Toru, it's in the middle of it. We can continue this later.

He pouts dramatically glancing at you with such a pity pathetic eyes. Those ridiculous beautiful eyes of his. He always uses them as a weapon because he knows is certain victory.

He pretends to focus on the movie again and five minutes later.

- You know, the woman’s annoying in this one but she dies in the end.

He gives you that stupid smile that comes with his posture of someone that had conquered their goal in life. You can feel your blood boiling and you teeth greeting while he starts laughing about how amazing he can be.

- Oh my! I'm sorry, Mochi!! I couldn't resist...

You smack him in the arm and you don't hold yourself back going full strength.

-OUUUUCH MOCHIIII!

You pause the movie and get up ready to storm out to your room when he holds you by the wrist pulling you back on to his lap. You start to toss from his grip but he just holds you tighter.

- Let go of me, you asshole!!

He tries to kiss your lips only to find resistance with you diverting from him.

- I'm sorry, Mochiiiiiiii!

- No, you're not.

He finally manages to kiss you and he does it so deepen and affectionately that you lose your breath. He stops only to whispers in your ears.

- No, I'm not.

HAHAHAHAAHHA I really can see him doing this. He did it with Yuji so naturally, this mf. What a pain!!

[jippy-kandi]

Digimon Adventure: 2020 – Episode 19: Howl, Jyuoken (Review)

Thoughts on the nineteenth episode of the Digimon Adventure reboot series.

This was a decent episode, especially compared to the previous one. The end was worth it!

I appreciated that the narrator (recap) said “Sora and the others” and not “Koushirou and the others”. Yes, Sora, take your third place back please. :P

I liked seeing a lot of digimon (even their silhouettes) that I didn’t recognise. Makes this reboot seem more “new”.

Taichi: “Sora, Mimi-chan, Jou-senpai!” Taichi showing how you should use honourifics. Learn, Koushirou-san. :P

I loved the other kids in the real world. Jou going to the police was so nice! He’s still so over-the-top but I’m used to him now, lol.

I can’t believe Taichi’s mum didn’t ask about him at all, oy vey. “Is my son dead in a ditch somewhere?” COME ON! And just hands off her child to an 11-year-old? (Albeit momentarily . . . though I think she won’t be seeing them again for a while!) She is totally not a responsible mother, and it’s really annoying how unrealistic she is. :P (HOW ON EARTH DID SHE BIRTH TWO SPECIAL CHILDREN?)

Sora is going to start her babysitting services with Hikari! Next up, her future brother-in-law, Takeru. :)

Leomon to the rescue! And he’s . . . OK, but so overrated. :P The only thing I find interesting about him is that he is voiced by Hiroaki Hirata, who also voices Yamato’s father and adult brother in another universe. Yamato was talking to his daddy/bro! :)

I appreciate that Yamato thought about Neamon. This is why he’s my favourite character. :)

The troopmon are totally sand people from Star Wars, especially with how they were fixing Valvemon. And . . . they are extremely bad shots. Every movie/show does this - where bullets miss the protagonists - but it’s a bit too much when they’re missing them 100% of the time, when the heroes are running in a straight line. At least have them dodge for cover or something! Fire these troopmon, Devimon. You can afford a better army.

It’s so silly that the only time the lasers hit is when Leomon shows off with his blade. He had to deliberately move his blade in order to actually connect with the lasers, LMAO.

Leomon: “It’s too easy.” You can say that again. I’m surprised you haven’t already won the war! :P

That was a very nice Taito moment where Yamato “saved” Taichi from Bullmon. Thanks, Toei, I appreciated it. ;)

I generally do like that the kids are more a part of the action with their digimon now. But Yamato riding into battle on Garurumon is a lot more feasible than Taichi somehow being superglued to Greymon’s head, lol. He literally doesn’t move at all when Greymon is moving, and it just looks silly. XD;

The reveal of Takeru at the end in a test tube (a la Ripley in Aliens) was amazing and made up for what was otherwise a pretty ho-hum episode for me. And Angemon is captured as well! Exciting.

I honestly liked the other kids in the real world + the Takeru end the most. I’m super into the Takaishida brothers since tri. (best siblings in Digimon, fight me), so I hope the reboot does their relationship just as well.

But I’m pretty sure I’m in the minority where I didn’t like their relationship that much in Adventure, lol. I’m a middle child with both an older and younger sibling, and I 100% thought Takeru was so ungrateful of Yamato, who was just being a typical protective older sibling (IN A WORLD FULL OF MONSTERS!). :P So I hope the reboot doesn’t play out their relationship in exactly the same way as the OG, although I think they will go down that route . . .

Anyway, still super excited for next week! :)

[second-chance-stray]

Rp Log: Cravs introduces “Windy” to Lin.

(Cravendy Hound) Cravs has sent a letter to “Windy,” asking him to meet at the Heartwood estate in order to meet a friend of hers. Of course, lacking an address, Cravs had simply handed a moogle the letter with “Windy” written on it, and had hoped that it’d somehow find its way. She waits outside, searching for that telltale tuff of blond hair.

(Cravendy Hound) And moments prior, she had told Lin that she’d be bringing over a friend of hers tonight. A mailman who delivers on foot, who can outrun a chocobo, who’s really good at fighting bugs. What Lin would think of that description...well, it was up to her.

(Bertram Windshadow) It is by the miracle that is the Moogle Mail System that a letter found its way into Bertram's hands. How convenient to couriers that 'knew what she meant'. Though when Bertram saw the address in the letter he was certainly a bit surprised. It certainly wasn't a place unfamiliar to him. At least ... he thought that was the correct address? Any doubt was quickly dispelled as he approached the ground proper, looking travel worn as ever.

(Bertram Windshadow) He hadn't set recovered from his mild confusion when he bumped into Cravendy. "... Oh! Uh ... hey there. It's good to see ya again." He pauses. "Is ... this where you work?"

(Bertram Windshadow) (( We're re-enacting the Tyler1 meme right now. )) (Cravendy Hound) PFffFFahaha ))

(Aislinn North) Cravendy had breezed through the front library like a gust of wind moments before, explaining to Lin there was a friend she wanted her to meet and potentially sign a contract with Heartwood. Aislinn had only had time to look up from her notes and blink owlishly, a disoriented 'Alright' coming from her before Cravendy had disappeared out the front door. Aislinn shook her head. While Cravendy had all the power to had her friend a contract herself, ...

(Aislinn North) Aislinn understood that the Seawolf was still uncomfortable with her position in Heartwood. She frowned down at the report from Heartwood's informants and tried to reach a good stopping point before the company arrived.

(Cravendy Hound) Cravs waves at Bertram as he approaches. “Oy there! That’s right. Welcome to ‘eartwood.” She proudly points to the company’s gates. “I said I worked as a mercenary, didn’t I? Anyway, let me show ye around. This ‘ere is the...” She steps into the garden and begins to list off her opinions about the décor.

(Cravendy Hound) Stuff along the lines of “This tree is a nice tree. This tree is not a nice tree.”

(Aislinn North) ((I kinda want to know what quantifies a 'not nice tree' in Cravs' mind xD)) (Cravendy Hound) LOL probably if she holds a personal grudge against it...like a branch falling on her xD )) (Aislinn North) ((That's exactly what I was thinking! It all comes down to a grudge she must hold against it!))

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram rather understands that such distinctions are important when one lives in the Shroud. You wouldn't want to wake up and have your breakfast in the shade of a *grumpy* tree. Of course, as Cravendy rather enthusiastically leads him through the gardens he isn't exactly able to find the opportunity to mention that he's been here before ... instead he just listens polite and occasionally nods ... smiling!

(Cravendy Hound) After giving Bertram a thorough tour of the garden, she finally shows him to the door. “Alright, ‘nough about the good and evil of plants and rocks. My friend should be waitin’ inside for us.” She pauses, and gives a wide grin to her guest. “I think ye’ll like ‘er. She’s...serious, but dependable.”

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram couldn't truly keep himself from starting to connect dots the longer he thought about it. Of course Bertram couldn't claim to have met all the members of Heartwood, so maybe he was mistaken, but ... things seemed to be pointing in a certain direction. "Anything that can keep up with you must be, I think." He let out a quiet chuckle, bobbing his head to the side.

(Cravendy Hound) “Heh, it’s the other way ‘round. Ask ‘er about the time we fought a giant dodo.” Cravs smirks, and then barges in.

(Aislinn North) So the mage she sought had quit Ul'dah and returned to Ishgard after the Calamity. She hung her head and let go a heavy sigh. Bloody Coerthas. Again. Just then, she heard Cravendy and her friend approaching and set the report face down on the table. Certain to clear any lingering annoyance from her face in regards to the report, she turned with a polite smile at the ready and makes her way over to them, smoothing down her skirt. ...

(Aislinn North) "Welcome to Heart-- *Bertram*" she blinked in surprise, quickly shifting her gaze between him and Cravendy. "-This- is your friend?" laughter bubbling up. "Cravendy, this is Bertram." she paused. Perhaps Cravendy didn't recall that part. Wyda would have. She shook her head. "He's an old childhood friend." she turned her attention to Bertram with a warm smile. "Alright, there?"

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram couldn't really keep a straight face as Aislinn walked up, his lips twisting into something decidedly goofy looking. The sight of Aislinn immediately put to bed any doubts regarding who Cravendy's friend was. His laughter was quick to join Aislinn's as his smile grew, dipping his head toward Aislinn in confirmation, "Got my head on my shoulders." He tilts his head to the side, still smiling, "What about you, Linn? Seems we've got a mutual friend."

(Bertram Windshadow) He glances over to Cravendy with an amused expression.

(Cravendy Hound) Looks between the two of them repeatedly, confusion growing with every iteration. “What? Ye know each other already? Wait, what?”

(Cravendy Hound) “Bugger, I can’t go round assumin’ every golden ‘aired man is Bertram. An ye didn’t tell me ‘e was wanderin’ round the Shroud!” Cravs grumbles at Lin. She then turns her ire to the man himself. “And get that smile off yer face. I thought yer name was Windy!”

(Aislinn North) "It does seem that way, doesn't it?" she nodded to Bertram, a thread of good humor still in her voice. "Windy?" laughter threatened to overtake her again but she could see Cravendy was flustered more than anything and did her best to hold it in. "Ahh...wait. So he's the one that saved you when the Shroud attacked?"

(Bertram Windshadow) He blinks several times as his mind processes that. Maybe he should have corrected her when she kept calling him Windy? It had seemed ... y'know ... 'close enough' for him. Then he's chuckling quietly at the absolutely delightful ridiculousness of the situation. "I mean ... it is. Sort of. Windshadow; it's an epithet of sorts."

(Aislinn North) "Like Ren and Armsbreaker." she added. "They're Highlander battle names." she glanced back to Bertram. "Cravendy said you were looking for work? You could have told me that."

(Cravendy Hound) “Ye should’ve! Corrected me!” Cravs grabs Bertram by the shoulder and shakes him like a maraca. “ARgh! Don’t tell me ye’ve been ‘ere afore too! Why didn’t ye stop me in the middle! Of! The garden tour!”

(Bertram Windshadow) (( Oh my *gosh*. )) (Bertram Windshadow) (( Betram's going to be a few marbles short after a rattling like that! ))

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram starts to bob his head in Aislinn's direction in solidarity to her clarification before Aislinn turns the focus onto the matter of his looking for work. Of course, before he manages to say anything, Cravendy is upon him and shaking out any cobwebs that might be building up in his skull. "I'm sorry!" He calls out, though there's a certain joviality to it, "I have, I'm sorry. You got started before I could say anything and then, I don't know! it seemed like you were having a good time."

(Aislinn North) Blinked and hurriedly stepped between them in an effort to keep Bertram's senses from being rattled into oblivion. "Cravendy!" she wasn't loud by nature, but her voice held a urgent edge. "It was a simple misunderstanding, is all."

(Cravendy Hound) Lin’s intervention thankfully brings an end to the shake-egeddon. Cravs huffs, half overwhelmed with embarrassment and half winded from the effort of nearly shaking Bertram’s head loose. “Aargh, bloody bastard...And ‘ere I was, thinkin’ I was gonna bring two friends together, and it turns out they know each other better than they know me!”

(Cravendy Hound) “Anyone else wanna say somethin’ I don’t know afore I make a fool out of myself?” She groans, red faced.

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram stumbles his way back just a touch as he is released, a hand rising to his head to gives himself a steadying before looking back up to Cravendy. He sobers just a touch and offers the woman a light smile. "You did bring two friends together though. And not to mention given me all the confirmation that I'd ever need to know that you're a good sort yourself."

(Aislinn North) Let go a soft breath of relief as Cravendy mercifully releases Bertram. She glanced over at him to be sure he was alright before turning back to Cravendy with a wave of her hand. "That's only because we've had the benefit of time, nothing more. And aye, it's been awhile since we've seen each other, so you did what you set out to do." she eyed him over her shoulder with a teasing glint in her eye. "He has a tendency to disappear for Twelve knows how long. So we were due for a bit of catching up."

(Aislinn North) "Now I know he's been off racing chocobos and saving people from the Shroud, though." she looked back at him again with a deadpan look as if to say 'Racing chocobos. Really?'

(Cravendy Hound) Cravs sighs, slowly but surely recovering from the near lethal dose of embarrassment she had received seconds earlier. She grumpily rubs the space between her brows, as if kneading her head could will it to better process what was going on. “Windy, don’t tell me yer not even a mailman...”

(Aislinn North) Cleared her throat at that. "Maybe we should all go have a drink."

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram lifts a hand up, rubbing the back of his neck a bit bashfully at the teasing before collecting himself enough to give a slightly bemused shrug. It ... seemed like a good idea at the time? He didn't have a good explanation. He looks back to Cravendy as she poses the question. He looks like he's about to answer but hears Aislinn clear her throat and follows her lead. "That's sounds nice, yeah."

(Cravendy Hound) “Bah. Best idea I ‘eard all night.” Cravs goes up the stairs to where the company bar is located.

(Aislinn North) Gave another sigh and glanced at Bertram. "Well, it's good to see you again."

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram looks to Aislinn with an expression that reads as 'is she going to be alright?' before offering a light smile and following up the stairs. "It's good to see you too, Linn."

(Aislinn North) Leaned down under the bar and pulled out a pint glass before looking at Cravendy and Bertram. "Right then. What're you two having?" she asked as she poured cider from the tap.

(Bertram Windshadow) The Windshadow Riker's his way over the stool and settles himself down upon it before glancing around the bartop. "Ah ... " he skewed his lips to the side slightly before retreating to an easy answer, " ... whatever you're having there. That looks good!"

(Cravendy Hound) “I think ye should regale me with embarrassing stories from Windy’s youth. Only fair for what ‘e put me through,” Cravs says to Lin while shooting Bertram a smirk. “...As for drinks, do we ‘ave any mead left?”

(Aislinn North) ((Lol! Riker's his way. Such an apt and efficient description)) (Bertram Windshadow) (( *laughs and grins* It saves time!! ))

(Aislinn North) Nodded and pulled up another pint. Her hand settled on a wine glass but hesitated and thought of the face Cravendy would make if mead showed up in something like that. She went for a short whiskey tumbler instead. As she pours the drinks she gives Bertram a wry sidelong glance. "Embarrassing stories. I'm sure I can recall one or two. If I think hard enough." She sets the bottle of mead on the counter and then pushes all three glasses to the front of the bar before disappearing to make...

(Aislinn North) her way around front. "But tell me why you thought he was a mailman in the first place?"

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram blinks a couple times, holding up his right hand with index finger extended, before speaking. "In my defense, I didn't even know you worked here until you sent the letter." He glances down slightly, a small smile touching his lips, "But I figure it's only fair in recompense for my not correcting you about my name." He pauses again and glances to Aislinn as she asks her own question ... and then back to Cravendy. He takes a sip of cider.

(Cravendy Hound) Cravs gladly takes the drink in hand and leans against the railing. She traces the brim of glass in thought. Why -did- she think he was a mailman? She was so confident about it earlier, but now...Cravs looks at Bertram with a great deal of suspicion. What IF.

(Cravendy Hound) “Didn’t ye tell me that was yer occupation over drinks? And I could’ve sworn I brought it up a second time when ye were racin’ against my chocobo. Something about ‘ow ye run really fast to deliver mail.” There's a hint of doubt in her voice, mind racing as she questions everything she knows about the man.

(Aislinn North) Glanced between the two, entertained as she took a swallow of the crisp cider. She raised a brow in his direction. Lying wasn't something he was any good at so she knew that couldn't be it.

(Bertram Windshadow) The man furrows his brow slightly as focus turns upon him and he beings to file through his memory in search for the day that he met Cravendy, "... uh ... I think you said that I run really fast? And that I had escape tools. And suggested I was a some kind of courier?" He pauses for a moment, "But ... I think we might have miscommunicated. I ... don't really have a *job* so to speak. Even if I'm running around a lot." He clears his throat and glances away. "Sorry about that."

(Bertram Windshadow) It's his turn to look flushed now.

(Cravendy Hound) Cravs is ilms away from grabbing hold of Bertram’s shoulder and shaking more sense into him, AGAIN. But she doesn’t want to put down her drink, so instead she just facepalms with her one free hand in utter disappointment. “WINDY NO...”

(Cravendy Hound) “Is ‘e always like this? Vague and friendly?!” Cravs gives Lin a pleading look. "Well, at least the jobless part I got right."

(Aislinn North) Turned her attention to Cravendy, a hint of a smile tugging at one corner of her lips. "Sounds like an easy mix-up." she shrugged. She glanced back to Bertram and considered Cravendy's description of him. "Friendly, aye. Vague...well, I think we're both just the quiet sort to let assumptions hang in the air." she shook her head. "Though, honestly Bertram. I wouldn't put it past Cravendy here to keep hounding you until she's found you suitable employ. She's the determined sort."

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram concealed himself -- and his blush -- within the opening of his cider. He was probably taking a longer drink than he actually wanted so that he could keep himself hidden away for a moment. It would seem he and Cravendy had swapped hotseats. He glances over to Aislinn as she offers her ... warning? A slight smile pulls at his lips before he bobs his head to the side, "I'm starting to get that impression ..."

(Bertram Windshadow) He looks back at Cravendy. "All the same. I'm sorry. I can be ... a bit cagey around new people. I'm working on it."

(Aislinn North) ((*hugs the cinnamon roll*))

(Cravendy Hound) “Only if ye want it. But with ‘ow fast ye run, ye would make a fine mailman’, and there are plenty of parcels that I need sent, no questions asked.” A smug grin crosses over her face as she senses the heat switch from her to Bertram.

(Bertram Windshadow) (( Cravendy engaged her trap card! ))

(Cravendy Hound) She leans in close to Bertram and whispers something in his ear. “Some of these could be, ah, unverbal messages. If ye catch my drift.”

(Aislinn North) Pauses, her drink halfway to her lips. "Wait...what do you mean parcels, no questions asked." she narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked over at Cravendy. Her suspicion only grows as Cravendy whispers something to him. "Cravendy, he's not going to be your runner." she stated, emphatic.

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram blinks several times at the whisper. No; he did not catch the drift. At least he didn't think he did. He passes Cravendy a somewhat bewildered look before his gaze flickers back toward Aislinn and she makes her point *very* clear. Oh. Now he was caught up in the drift alright. He remained looking a bit shell-shocked for a moment letting out a quiet laugh, his head shaking in gently bewilderment.

(Bertram Windshadow) "I ... don't know about being a *runner* ... but ... maybe some real work wouldn't be bad for me. I know Aislinn's been suggesting that I apply myself a bit more healthily for a while now and ... well ..." He glances back to Cravendy, "With a force like Cravendy out there trying to help too ... I probably should take a hint."

(Cravendy Hound) “Aw, ye ‘eard the man. He’s good at runnin’, and there’s a few people I’d like to see knocked down a peg or two.” Cravs protests, a toothy grin revealing her canines. “Pff, I wouldn’t start ye with such jobs anyway. Just some stuff to deliver to a village we’ve been helpin’ rebuild, and to ‘elp me look into some business in the east.”

(Aislinn North) Put off glaring at Cravendy to look back to Bertram with a sharp exhale. "Me saying it wasn't enough? Should have gotten Cravendy involved a lot sooner, apparently." she noted with a helpless shake of her head.

(Cravendy Hound) “Oy, e’s a grown man and can make ‘is own decisions. And if that’s runnin’ mad in the wilds, aimless and jobless and all other kinds of ‘less’, then power to ‘im.” Cravs is making assumptions. Again. She takes a sip with a smug smile.

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram offers Aislinn an apologetic expression and soft smile as he bows his head toward the woman. "We'll add it to the long list of things that you were right about ..." He murmured quietly, taking a sip of his cider again. A regular one this time. "Cravendy was just ... the tipping point." He offers in gentle tease.

(Bertram Windshadow) "But ... " He looks back to Cravendy, "If I can help with rebuilding a village I can certainly say I'd be happy to do so." There he goes. Not even asking for job details or compensation.

(Aislinn North) Makes a noise of displeasure in the back of her throat. Maybe she was sick and tired of being right after the fact. She quietly takes another swallow of cider. Or two. She'd let Cravendy give him the details of Dirtpatch.

(Cravendy Hound) Cravs snorts. “It’s called volunteerin’ if ye don’t get paid!”

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram winces as he witnesses the level of embarrassment that whatever childhood story Aislinn has in store for Cravendy skyrockets in realtime in the wake of his response. He blinks and looks back to Cravendy, "Oh, ah ... heh ... right. What's the usual price for something like that?"

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram needs an agent.

(Cravendy Hound) “And volunteerin’ won’t pay the bills. Anyway, it’s just a couple of boxes to deliver to a village called Dirtpatch. A small seatown off the coast of Vylbrand. Tools and medicine, stuff like that.” She pauses. “...I’ve ‘eard recent rumors of pirates attacks though. Those don’t follow the accord. So keep an eye out for them.”

(Cravendy Hound) (me w/ no idea of what the proper payment for this would be* ))

(Aislinn North) "And you're afraid you wouldn't make a good officer." she noted to Cravendy as she propped an elbow on the bar and rested her head against her fingertips. 'Get Paid' was rule number 1 of the mercenary company.

(Aislinn North) "Seems like you got it all sorted out to me."

(Cravendy Hound) Cravs blushes. “I-I’m pretty sure ye keep me around to make the others look better. Why ye all ‘aven’t cut me loose is a mystery I grapple with everyday.”

(Aislinn North) Tipped her head in Cravendy's direction, staring at her over the rim of her glasses with a 'Come on, now.' look. It didn't need to be said.

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram glances between the two women and their exchange with a slightly slanted smile. There was something about it the evoked a feeling of happiness before he let out a quiet laugh and took a drink from his cider once again. "She's got a point, Cravs. You *do* seem like you've got this all sorted."

(Cravendy Hound) Cravs presses her lips together in an attempt to hold back a shy smile. “Seven ‘ells...why we talkin’ bout this anyway? So, Bert, ye want the job or not? Can pay ye this much.” Some reasonable number is presented to the man.

(Aislinn North) ((hehe)) (Cravendy Hound) what even is gil. it's like 3 for an egg, 100 million for a house xD )) (Bertram Windshadow) (( So ... you're telling me if we get 300 million eggs ... )) (Aislinn North) ((Profit)) (Cravendy Hound) xD ))

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram quietly chuckles and passes Cravendy a thought expression before glancing over the presented payout. He -- honestly -- doesn't seem like he has a healthy bearing on *normal* expenses but he nods his head all the same. "Count me in, Cravs. And, in good faith, I submit to whatever embarrassing story Linn has in store for you." He pauses and looks back to Aislinn with a subtle smile.

(Aislinn North) had been minding her own business, drinking her cider when Bertram voiced his offer. She shot him a look of surprise. Honestly, she thought she had well and truly helped him dodge that bullet by turning the conversation but here he was, putting himself back in the hotseat. "Why would you..." she stopped and just ruefully shook her head. She glanced over at Cravendy.

(Cravendy Hound) oh Bertram....I feel like I could pay him in eggs and he'd be like. Looks good? Looks good! )) (Aislinn North) ((He would have loved the Hatchingtide shenanigans in that case xD)) (Bertram Windshadow) (( Oh dear ... *laughs* Hatchingtide shenanigans you say? )) (Aislinn North) ((Cravendy paid us in eggs)) (Cravendy Hound) two words. egg mafia )) (Bertram Windshadow) (( Oh. My. *Gosh*. )) (Bertram Windshadow) (( I am slayed. ))

(Cravendy Hound) “Oh, I -so- look forward to it.” Cravs puts her empty glass onto the bar table and then puts her hands on her hips. Leaning over, she gives Lin and Bertram a devious smile. “And of course, anythin’ ye ‘ave on Lin would be appreciated. No secrets between friends, aye?”

(Aislinn North) turned several shades of red in the span of mere moments. She stared hard at Bertram. This is the mess he got them into. After she had neatly changed the subject. No good deed goes unpunished. She gave a heavy sigh. "I swear to the Twelve, Bertram..." she muttered as she touched her fingers to her brow.

(Bertram Windshadow) Bertram lifts his brow in surprise as Cravendy goes fishing and Aislinn invokes the Twelve. "Oh ... ah ... " Oops. He's definitely made a mess of it now. If you give an inch they'll take a mile, as they say. He clears his throat. "Right, ah ... we'll start with just the one, yeah?" He was just trying to be nice!!

(Cravendy Hound) lmao windy....when niceness leads to the opposite effect ))

(Aislinn North) "Alright..." she takes a swallow of cider and then begins in on the misadventures of Bertram, the would-be rescuer of a cat that belonged to a girl he was sweet on. It inevitably ends with Bertram crashing through the awning of a market stall, into a stack of pristine melons with nothing to show for it but a mess of scratches along his face and arms, an angry crush and a cat that simply saunters further down the ledgetop, not in need of rescuing at all.

(Aislinn North) What followed was a pell-mell escape from one burly, enraged melon merchant.

(Aislinn North) "Ren and I could barely catch our breath for laughing. Once we were in the clear. Of course."

(Aislinn North) The three of them continued to drink and trade stories long into the evening. Between them, there was certainly some catching up to do.

(Bertram Windshadow) (( *dies* )) (Cravendy Hound) AWw NICE )) (Bertram Windshadow) (( A long-standing aversion to melons may have been planted that day. )) (Cravendy Hound) noo not melons )) (Aislinn North) ((And to this day, Bertram shudders at the sight of a Gyr Abania melon)) (Cravendy Hound) hehehehe )) (Bertram Windshadow) (( Indeed. Forever shall he associate the sweet, crispness of a melon with the shearing of a cat's claws! ))

[lilolilyr]

WIP tag

@banashee tagged me to post another work in progress, so I will post, un-edited, whatever bullshit I came up with last night when I was already half asleep after watching an ep of Suits and then reading an old Hanni&Nanni (St. Clare's) book. I think what my brain came up with is a crossover between those and also my ever growing fanfic multiverse so there's timetravel and dimensions and shit... oh, and naturally it's gay.

Wip lverse

Central arrives at Lindenhof

R/T (teaches) just been outed or sth, girls behind them but school threatened with being closed- dance, with boys from other school, H idea: dance ww mm, boys? Jenny's brother -> have an in, & if not all boys join doesn't matter as long as no Lindenhof girls dance with them. T/R gerührt but also hope won't nach draussen dringen)

Light off

Ugh wheretf are we, middle ages? Fuckinf castle and it isn't even hogwarts. Light...

Edits lumos maxima to fit kronleuchter

War nich lang dunkel also gleich wieder ans helle gewöhbt

Year? Oh lemme guess... Uniforms, awkward dance, electronic light but no smart tech in sight,... Must be xx... Hate that. Already bad capitalism of after & still shitty institurionalised homophobia & racism & misogyny of before.

Eyeroll

Well source isn't here, all muggles

???

Explanation:

Muggle= nonmagical

^or>: sacrilege!

Why?? Why does religion fit better or worse to nonmagical world? If anything magic is sth u can't explain fitting to religion, and as I have magic and you don't, if God exists likes me better than u

Pls no existential discussions before 3am after I had 3 vodka

Gross

Anyways

Looking for source: different universes, if timetravel splits, no-good bc vicious cycle, looking for source

Not here

U sure?

Knocks on Wall

Opens

Body in wall

O.o

Dude dead

Windstoss, zeefällt fast

Shield

Ugh now can't check for..

Well otherwise body!

...

Call the cops- poliicee! Just tell them sb hit a spec spot of the wall & it opened to a body. S the truth. & don't worry bout everyone being shocked, s a body in the wall, u gotta be shocked.

Girls notice T R stressed & not as close as want - H N Hilda J B C go 'need to talk to both' -> form wall so they can hold hands. Before leave turn around, T quickly presses kiss to Rs hand

Central thanks for assistance, & as thanks help against homophobia: a little confoundus maybe? Yeah, everyone in Castle who is homophobic & wants to act on it in some way is gonna forget homophobia exists. Forever? Hm naaah just until goes to sleep, but if next day same, same. Maybe enough to realise world doesn't end...

Isnt confoundus illegal?

Not if administered in a way xxxx by xxxx intentions and duration blah

???

Yeah lawyertalk u wouldn't understand

Oh shut up Harvard

Harvard? Yeah-

Already exists?

Founded in xxxx! Bitch. Bet already prestigious

...

Marianne near freak-out

Never allowed herself to think about it

Not since kissed Carla that day

Knows Carla just thinks about it and doesn't act on it, but she needed pretend wasn't a thing

Punches stuff in sportraum

H:??

Explains

So?? Not a problem for T R

Well they're not students!

?? Difference

Changing rooms! Schlafsaal!

So? I mean if makes u feel better guess can just turn around? But like eh. Hey actually... Ur into girls... So u know what looks good...

???

Would u be willing to check me out & tell me..... Bc want to impress some guy... U get to look without having to feel bad & I get info!

Not sure same (wlw mlw attraction)

Eh whatever best I've got. So?

Shrug sure whatever

In underwear when rest comes

???

Look

M shrugs like go for it

H explains happily

Rest also wants opinion

Petra eg afraid doesnt look good because Figur- M says pretty face way more important. Hilda says plus character more important anyway! M kinda almost laughs which makes Hanni laugh out loud.

Mamsell? Or sb comes around corner, Hanni (still in underwear) tries to hide, falls over tangled in skirt.

Who didn't ask M? Carla... What's with her anyway?

///before mamsell//Who's the prettiest?

Flickers to C. C blushes

Aww

Another pair of birdies?

Shut up!

Not since...

Omg so there is a since!

M heftig Yes but never again bc knew couldbt be!

Well now could...

C still won't tell mom- not cause she wouldn't approve but she'd worry about me and can't put her under strain bc health

M course

Just kiss already!

Oy!

Well?

Laugh and then they do bc wtf might as well happen this day already is so goddamn weird

Meanwhile J/B like when are they finally gonna figure it out lol

& Elli slowly realising that maybe those obsessions with Sadie and MrsQ etc were actually crushes xD

Hanni- heteroflexible

Nanni- ace

Jenny- bi/pan

Bobby- genderfluid, pan

Marianne- butch lesbian

Carla- femme lesbian

Elli- bicurious/bi

Doris- nonbinary/transmasc and still figuring out his sexuality

Hilda- lesbian

Carlotta- bi

Petra- straight

Jürgen straight

Peter x Wolfgang

Claudine trans girl

Sadie??

Yeah ok imma not explain but I might post a proper (ish) version on ao3 or my draft blog @thelucyverse some time :)

Tagging whoever sees this and wants to share!

[sunnydaestudios]

Saw @forlornmelody do the tag, wanted a go at it myself.

Rules: Tag the person who tagged you, then bold the things in the list which you have written.

tagging: @starsandskies, if you want to play~!

I have written so much over the years, everything is free game, oh boy!!!

First Person Second Person Third Person Omniscient POV Past Tense Present Tense (i’m getting better at this, it is my preferred tense but TRICKY) Future Tense  A complete story (erm...) A story longer than 1K A story longer than 5K A story longer than 10K A story longer than 50K A story longer than 100K A story longer than 150K A story shorter than 1K A story shorter than 500 words. Fanfiction Original Fiction Fantasy Science Fiction Historical Fiction Dystopian (isn’t that just slice of life, now?) A story in the Romance Genre (a recent development) A Story With No Speculative Elements At All Non-fiction A children’s book (i have helped with ideas but never written one myself) A story about vampires A story about werewolves A story about robots A story with a non-human protagonist A story with a main character based on yourself A story with a character based on somebody you know Male POV Female POV A POV character a different gender from yourself Animal’s POV Multiple Viewpoints POV character under age 15 POV character over age 30 A story told in non-chronological order Story with a happy ending Story with a sad ending Death of a minor character Death of a major character  Death (offscreen) Death (onscreen) Antagonist death (I have never gotten to this part in the story, sadly) Protagonist death Villain gets redemption arc Kissing scene (getting there, one day there will be smooches) Sex scene (offscreen)  Sex scene (onscreen) Swears (Mild) (very rare, I don’t use them and forget they exist XD) Swears (Heavy) Violence (PG or under)  Violence (PG-13 or over) Fight scene Torture scene (do mentions count) A flashback A dream sequence A scene that made you cry actual tears A scene that made you laugh at your own joke A prologue An epilogue A story with more than 30 chapters A chapter with fewer than 100 words A poem A prophecy (I was OBSESSED in middle school, oy vey) Story that takes place in the future Story that takes place in the past Story that takes place in a world that is not Earth An anti-hero  An anti-villain  A parody (not a fan of parodies actually, not my cup of tea at all) Description of male character’s scent (people can smell nice, and when a boy does not smell like a gym locker it should be celebrated!) Description of female character’s boobs Character with eyes of a non-natural color (I like my fantasy colors for hair and eyes and bio-luminescence, what? >.>)

[maryellenjunior]

A visitor

Yoooo, it was meant to happen XD....na I just had this idea, and it wouldn’t leave me, so yeah, I hope it’s alright...I think there’ll be more chapters coming, until then, a happy day, a good week and a funny Halloween ;)

Oh and please! Tell me of all the mistakes I made, my English isn’t that good....soooo, besides that, I have no Idea how to write cockney English, so this is my very poor try to imitate Tom Hardy’s brilliant talking XD.

Now two words, that aren’t Enlish, more yiddish.

Mistvieh: word for animal, which is implying, that this animal is ....like difficult to keep???? There’s no fucking translation in the dictionary, it means bloody animal.

Schlamassel: Disaster

Have fun :)

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He hadn’t expected Tommy. Not right now. Not...here.

"Im going to Margain field. Maybe I see you."

This tired face of a done man had looked up.

"Maybe....maybe I will come."

 And there he was. He looked like a dead horse, Alfie once saw in France. Its eyes pitchblack, staring into absolutely nothing. It had lay on the side, its feet stuck in the barbwire.  There had been blood fucking everywhere. Though there was no blood now, Tommy didn't look better than the fucking horse.

It somehow worried Alfie.

His hands wandered through his beard.

"What the actual fucking fuck are you doing here, mate?"

Tommy took out a cigarette, his eyes looking left, right, then his eyes came back to Alfie and well, allright, Alfie hat to admit, this man truly was a sight. Damn these cheekbones and those blue eyes.

"Well, you said you were here, so I came to visit."

Alfie rolled with his eyes.

"Tommy, sweetie, if you wanna kill me, just fucking do it, but not here, in my house, it’s too nice, you know the floor just been made and my brain would completely fucking destroy the whole picture and-"

"They've killed Arthur."

"What?"

Tommy took another deep, lungdestroying drag of these awful cigarettes. Seriously this man was addictive to all the things, that killed sooner than later. Alfie always suspected Tommy somewhat suicidal, he thought it’s the business with all this death, pain and shit that comes with it.

Tommy threw the rest of this fucking smelling smogshitter into the mud. Blue eyes pierced him down.

"Can I come in?"

What was Alfie supposed to say?

So he mumbled something into his beard and by God the Almighty this was not gonna end well, he felt it in his blood.

It’s strange to have Thomas fucking Shelby in ones owned home. Alfie had the feeling that this man, these cheekbones, this coat, everything, that this man belonged somewhere absolutely beautiful. He reminded Alfie of a prince, from the fairytales, who got lost and found himself suddenly in a very dirty, fucking shithole, where he couldnt get out of. Yeah, alright, Tommy had the face of a fucking prince, all this royal blood and so on. He didn't belong here. The house was nice but it was small, it wasn’t made for these eyes, this coat, these cheekbones.

"Alfie stop thinking, it scares actually the living shit out of me."

Alfie blinked. They were already in the kitchen and Tommy was, Jesus, his mother and all his siblings too, Tommy had a cigarette again between his lips. Alfie would never admit it, but he would like to be these cigarettes sometimes, like now, yeah would be a good time to be a cigarette and-

"I'm sorry about A-"

Tommy just made a quick little shake with his hand and it was surprisingly enough for Alfie to get the message. Shut up, Alfie, please, for the love of God just stop talking. He had to smile. His sister had been the same, when he was younger he had rambled over the stupidest things. Back then her piercing look had been enough to shut him up for good.

She had died of Tuberculosis.

He was going to die of cancer in his lung. He probably was going to die like his sister. Great thing that, innit?

When Tommy spoke again, his voice was small, low, barely a whisper. Yet, Alfie had this sudden feeling of canonballs raining down on him.

"Why did you make a deal with Changretta?"

And when Tommy looked at him, it somehow moved something inside Alfie, which he thought had died during the war, at least when his mama had died.

Regret.

Alfie sat down, next to this smoking pimp. His right hand took Tommys, held it tight. His thumb made small circles all on Tommys scarred rough hand.

He could say something. But why the fuck should he do that now? He didn't say shit when his mama had died, besides the Kaddish. The same with his sister. When he had watched Schmuel, Moshe, Aaron...when they had died of this fucking gas attack and he as the youngest got the mask, he had watched. Just watching them die.

Sometimes you shouldn't say something. It won't bring someone back from the dead, or help them. Actually talking hurt much, much more than saying absolutely fucking nothing.

On Tommy’s tenth cigarette, Alfie felt his eyes slowly shut down. He hadn't let go of Tommy’s hand. He didn't know why. Did it matter?

A shuddering breath on Tommy's side woke him up a little.

"Is there a dog somewhere?"

"What?"

Blue eyes glistened softly in the dark.

"Is there a dog Alfie Salomon. In.This.House. A. Dog. An animal that does fucking everything you ask it for?"

"Yeah, yeah...there is. He's called Cyril and he's a fucking nice Mistvieh, so I would suggest, you play nice with him."

"I hope you don't snore as loud as this animal does."

"You gonna stay?"

There was this sound of a tongue twitching making a high pitch noise and yeah, again it reminded him of his sister.

So he fell to sleep.

He didn't dream. Dreaming wasn't his thing, it's more of a remembering thing. This night he remembered his family and it was a good thing, it was nice to see them all. He told them about his upcoming death and they nodded, smiled and waved at him. Death probably ain't that bad, ey?

"Alfie? Jesus fucking Christ, Alfie, are you there?"

His lungs shuddered, his whole body trembled.

Blue eyes, like the fucking sea, like the south France sea, you know the one, the one with this blue you couldn't forget, damnit, this man shouldn't exist, Alfie wanted to shatter it, this beauty, but he was too weak for that. Fucking cancer.

"Oy mate, I'm fine, I'm fine, all good and bravo. No schlamassel here, now fuck off, I know that having a Shelby nearby ain't never no good."

"You didn't breath anymore."

"That so?"

"Alfie?" Tommy's voice was soft. Gentle. God, he hated it.

"What?"

Their eyes fixed on each other.

"Stay low, I'm gonna walk the dog. You stay in that bed."

And for the first time in his life, Alfie did what he was said to. He didn't say anything, just stayed low and tried to breath.

It wasn't that he was religious. God had left him in the war. But...there was something in him, that didn't know exactly, if God existed or not, so killing himself hadn't been an option, it was just...no, you don't do that. No one speaks the Kaddish for you, if you kill yourself and Ollie would have a Trauma for the rest of his Jewish life. So the deal with Changretta wasn't out of spite, or something, it was more this idea, that Tommy would finally fucking do it. Fucking kill him.

But now he walked the dog and told Alfie to stay in bed. He...oh God...not again, he turned to the side and there it was. It was a difficult thing to describe. Suddenly everything swirled, around you, but worse, in you and you had this urge to throw up everything, everything in your whole body, organs, bones, fucking everything on the floor. And he was weak, fucking weak, his hand lying there, because he was too weak to move it. Come on, come on, he can't just throw up on his own bed?

How the flying fuck had he managed to get to bed?

And then a slap, it's a growing slap, it started in the middle and then grew, grew into a piercing sharp knife that crawled through his chest. And it hurt, by God, it hurt so goddamn much. And he couldn't help it, but he panicked, because he couldn't breathe and he wanted to throw up, wanted to die, wanted to die, wanted to die...

His sister had fought against this sickness in her for good 6 fucking months. 6 months of spasms, of pain, of coughing blood, of tumbling, falling down the steps and her babies had to watch and it had been a fucking disaster.

If he hadn't been a fucking coward back then, he would have shot her. He knew God would have forgiven him for that. He had to.

She had died during Hannukah, the only good thing of being Jewish, you could eat and just have a good time. But now, he hated it. He hated Hannukah, the candles, the food, everything. He-

"Alfie-"

The voice of a man can be frightening. He knew that from his father. But his father hadn't smoked that much, as this Godforsaken goj, so never his voice had never been this raspy. It reminded him of the war.

"You sound like my brothers smothering in gas. You should quit smoking."

He was blind, too weak to open his eyes. A deep sigh rang in his ears. He had to grin.

"It's nice here, Alfie, really..."

"God damn it, boy, you could fucking carry me in me own bed, stop pretending you can't carry me behind this house, shoot in me head and then let me rot there, or call Ollie."

Again tongue against teeth.

"I don't know if your dog would allow such a thing Alfie. And I would bury you."

"Nah, man, you would call your fucking family to do this shitwork for you. You're beyond that already, you don't bury the people you murder, we both don't, takes up too much time, we would bury for the rest of our lives, my sweet, sweet Tommy, we wouldn't be what we are if we gave a piece of shit about what we're doing."

And in that, Tommy gave a silent agreement.

[sonatanotwo]

Home on the Range Thoughts... A LOT of them. XD

Oh my word. We learned a lot this episode... and yet still learned so little or had so many more questions thrown into the table. XD Oy vey. Also MOM REFERENCES OH WOW. Was even more than kinda had hoped for even, since was a double reference no less.

SO. Let's break this down. XD

- Where is the ranch? NO IDEA. Nothing to give a hint was given, except for mention of coyotes ...so... mid-west. ...Aka what we already figured. lol

- The ranch came from their Mother's side of the family. \o\ (And as bro pointed out... past tense. ;A; BelongED. No shock though... really as expected there. XD)

(Also...

(PRACTICALLY CALLED IT. \o/)

- They visit every year.

- I couldn’t pick up any indication if they actually had actually fully lived there at any point.

- Side note... WHERE IS THE REST OF THE GROUND FLOOR? No really, unless there's a door hiding behind the double front doors.... there's only that room, then stairs. There was no other doorway in that room. looooooooool Someone kinda missed that detail. XD

- Clearly have memories of it though going back... as they speak about their Mom (!!!!) having taken them horseback riding. (Also SQUEE that it was Virgil who brought it up. ;A;)

- However, Alan has nothing to add, presumably because he can't remember/was too young? That's what feels implied.

Which leads into something that confused me a titch with it's wording...

- Kayo understands and Alan says... the confusing thing. "Oh yeah, right, you were away at school most of that time too, weren'tcha?"

(This... sorta implies "you were at school like I was" ...but why...would they all be having memories of that place but Alan was left out? Whu? But that REALLY doesn't make sense to me... they wouldn't all go on a trip with their family without him. lol So I'm guessing it's more meant to read "oh, right, you weren't around then too" and the school bit is in there for our information and they kinda missed how it made it come across. lol)

Other things!

- VIRGIL AND SCOTT THERE AT THE START. Oh gosh. HE LET GO, so Scott could grab on. a;soijdasda Oh gosh Virg a;soidjas

- a;sjdsaoidads VIRGIL IS DRAWING. Pretty darn sure he was drawing from the movements you can see in the end scene in particular... it's very circular and goes from lower page to upper, in pretty smooth motions, using his whole arm, which is very a artist thing. It's not writing movement at all.

- ...Virgil is drawing with his left hand?! TOS Virgil painted with his left hand in Atlantic Inferno, but was right in Move and You're Dead... prolly was just a error but. lol Even Wikis notes this, saying it suggests he's ambidextrous... at least somewhat. XD

WELL...

SEEMS LEGIT. Cause that's a lot of right hand use there. Nosing a bit more... Breakdown you see like... he takes the bagel with his left, but goes to shake hands with his right. And Volcano he rings the bell with left... Recharge takes the grapple gun and fires it with his right... Yeah... looking ambi alright. XD ANYHOO.

Also a;soijda Alan seemed to be watching him for a moment at the end there? Hee ^__^

- MEANWHILE... I noticed Scott used his left to steer his hover bike and hold the Kat's hand. XDa Man, gonna have to go back through eps now and watch more for this hahaha.

- Speaking of, him holding Kat's hand was really sweet, gosh. ;A;

- Also speaking of Kat Cavanaugh ...I was sorta, man why did they use THAT model again... then I realized. Go watch the start of Falling Skies again. The reporter in that? KAT CAVANOUGH. SHE RETURNED. Another clever return of a old semi-background character like in Man from TB5 with what Bernard Bottomsley. XD

- Lol Parker is really good at accidentally stumbling onto things, isn't he? XD

- I'm kinda sad didn't get to see the boys all sitting in TB2... What's the copilot pecking order??? John? Gordo? or Alan? WHO? Well, prolly would be Gordon, but... It shall remain a mystery for now.

- What is certain is... the height pecking order we thought things appeared to be is correct... John is a bit taller than Virg, but a bit shorter than Scott. XD

- No one. NO ONE, facepalms like Scott does. XD (I really want a Virg one without a helmet gosh XD)

- MAX <3 <3 <3 <3 I love him. SO MUCH. Gosh, him going for that mecha. HAhahaa XD 

- Only problem with checking the radio times info is seeing who's VAing who, so oops, Mechanic was no surprise. XD

- GO EOS!!1!!! Gosh, she was awesome in this. =D I believe she disconnected the Mechanic's connection there to his mechanical beast. You see him throw his arm out like did earlier to make the scorpian do something and.. it didn't. And you see Max look down, as if watching to see if it'll move.. then nothing. (So he rips it's head off. :D GOOD STUFF, MAX. :Db)

- And OH GOSH. How about that for character development... Kayo asks if should follow and then LISTENS to common sense. :D

- OH MY GOSH, Alan and Gordon actually squabbling a bit. XD Troublesome Two indeed. XD lol YEAAAAAAAAH... I think that just definitively just confirmed they're the youngest alright. And I sense adlibbing at the end there. XD

- OR MAYBE NOT quite so adlibbed. Oh gosh! CAUSE LIKE. Kayo and Alan's convo earlier triggered John talking about where a photo was of Gordon on a horse backwards? Then Virgil was sitting there while Kayo and Alan had their convo so prolly overheard it to some extent. And Kayo was saying we'll make our own memories here.

SO then we have Kayo asking someone to take a photo (of Gordo and Alan I assume XD) and Virgil obliging all "Camera's rolling... We're making memories, Alan! Hold still." Hahahaa What dorks. XD

LASTLY...

TRACY LOUNGE PIANO MUSIC!!!!!!!!!!!!! a;soidjsaoa  asjdaso a;osjda If you don’t know this, go youtube that title. Right there. It was in Trapped in the Sky! At the end. Virgil played it. :D I was SO hoping to hear this sometime in the series... I'm just sad it wasn't Virgil playing it. XDDD If it was actually meant to be playing in the house and not just background soundtrack, I bet he was one who chose it though. hahahaa X3a Although it's not got the middle bit, but prolly couldn't have fit the whole piece in that scene so.

I THINK THAT’S IT.

Until I think of something and edit this post. lol This is also why I use cuts a lot. lol

WAIT. OKAY. THOUGHT ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE.

Heights confirmed for sure now... and about what I thought... John might not be older than Virg, but he’s definitely taller.

GOSH a;osijda ALL STANDING WITH EACH OTHER (....Brains... were... you always taller than Gordo? Something seems... ... weird?? o.Oa ANYHOO.)

ALSO did I mention John teasing Gordon over the horse thing was adorbs and awesome? IT WAS. I liked that exchange so much.

[thegoldenyears-memories]

    I’LL ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE, DON’T YOU WORRY

                                              a bendarcy mix

                                                                           { listen }

01. ONE CALL AWAY de CHARLIE PUTH { i’m only one call away i’ll be there to save the day superman got nothing on me i’m only one call away call me, baby, if you need a friend i just wanna give you love come on, come on, come on reaching out to you, so take a chance. }

02. SUPERHEROES de THE SCRIPT { all her life she has seen all the meanest side me they took away the prophet’s dream for a profit on the street now she’s stronger than you know a heart of steel starts to grow all his life he’s been told he’ll be nothing when he’s old all the kicks and all the blows he won’t ever let it show ‘cause he’s stronger than you know a heart of steel starts to grow when you’ve been fighting for it all your life you’ve been struggling to make things right that’s how a superhero learns to fly (every day, every hour, turn that pain into power.) }

03. THE A TEAM de ED SHEERAN { it’s too cold outside for angels to fly angels to fly ripped gloves, raincoat tried to swim and stay afloat dry house, wet clothes loose change, bank notes weary-eyed, dry throat call girl, no phone. }

04. LEAN ON ME de GLEE CAST { lean on me, when you’re not strong  and i’ll be your friend  i’ll help you carry on  for it won’t be long  'til i’m gonna need  somebody to lean on. }

05. KEEP HOLDING ON de AVRIL LAVIGNE { you’re not alone together we stand i’ll be by your side you know i’ll take your hand when it gets cold and it feels like the end there’s no place to go you know i won’t give in no, i won’t give in. }

06. LOSING MY RELIGION de R.E.M. { i thought that i heard you laughing i thought that i heard you sing i think i thought i saw you try. }

07. YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND de QUEEN { you’re the best friend that i ever had i’ve been with you such a long time you’re my sunshine. }

08. WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS de THE BEATLES { (would you believe in a love at first sight?) yes i’m certain that it happens all the time (what do you see when you turn out the light?) i can’t tell you, but i know it’s mine oh i get by with a little help from my friends mm i get high with a little help from my friends oh i’m gonna try with a little help from my friends. }

09. OATH de CHER LLOYD { wherever you go, just always remember that you got a home for now and forever and if you get low, just call me whenever this is my oath to you wherever you go, just always remember you’re never alone, we’re birds of a feather and we’ll never change, no matter the weather this is my oath to you. }

10. COUNT ON ME de BRUNO MARS { if you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea, i’ll sail the world to find you if you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can’t see, i’ll be the light to guide you find out what we’re made of when we are called to help our friends in need you can count on me like one two three i’ll be there and i know when i need it i can count on you like four three two you’ll be there 'cause that’s what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah. }

11. A THOUSAND MILES de VANESSA CARLTON { and i need you and i miss you and now i wonder if i could fall into the sky do you think time would pass me by 'cause you know i’d walk a thousand miles if i could just see you, tonight. }

12. MAD HATTER de MELANIE MARTINEZ { i’m nuts, baby, i’m mad, the craziest friend that you’ve ever had you think i’m psycho, you think i’m gone tell the psychiatrist something is wrong over the bend, entirely bonkers you like me best when i’m off my rocker tell you a secret, i’m not alarmed so what if i’m crazy? the best people are all the best people are crazy, all the best people are where is my prescription? doctor, doctor please listen my brain is scattered you can be alice, i’ll be the mad hatter. }

13. LIFE OF THE PARTY de SHAWN MENDES { we don’t have to be ordinary make your best mistakes ‘cause we don’t have the time to be sorry so baby be the life of the party i’m telling you to take your shot it might be scary hearts are gonna break ‘cause we don’t have the time to be sorry so baby be the life of the party. }

14. JUST HOLD ON de STEVE AOKI & LOUIS TOMLINSON { what do you do when a chapter ends? do you close the book and never read it again? where do you go when your story’s done? you can be who you were or who you’ll become oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh, if it all goes wrong oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh, darling just hold on the sun goes down and it comes back up the world it turns no matter what oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh, if it all goes wrong darling, just hold on. }

15. WHO SAYS de SELENA GOMEZ { who says, who says you’re not perfect? who says you’re not worth it? who says you’re the only one that’s hurtin’? trust me, that’s the price of beauty who says you’re not pretty? who says you’re not beautiful? who says? }

16. CAROLYN de BLACK VEIL BRIDES { you’re not alone we’ll brave this storm let’s face today you’re not alone. }

17. UMBRELLA de RIHANNA { when the sun shines, we’ll shine together told you i’d be here forever said i’ll always be a friend took an oath i'ma stick it out 'til the end now that it’s raining more than ever know that we’ll still have each other you can stand under my umbrella. }

18. THAT’S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR by DIONNE WARWICK { and if i should ever go away well, then close your eyes and try to feel the way we do today and then if you can remember keep smiling, keep shining knowing you can always count on me, for sure that’s what friends are for for good times and bad times i’ll be on your side forever more that’s what friends are for. }

19. ALWAYS BE TOGETHER de LITTLE MIX { we are, friends for life. hold that, deep inside let this, be a drive to survive and just stand, high and tall make sure you give your all and if you ever fall know that i’m right here we’ll always be together, don’t you worry i’ll always be by your side, don’t you worry the circle will never end, just know that we’ll meet again and we’ll always be together, forever, always. }

20. SEE YOU AGAIN de WIZ KHALIFA { it’s been a long day without you, my friend and i’ll tell you all about it when i see you again we’ve come a long way from where we began oh, i’ll tell you all about it when i see you again when i see you again. }

21. NOT WHILE I’M AROUND de BARBRA STREISAND { nothing’s gonna harm you not while i’m around nothing’s gonna harm you no sir, not while i’m around demons are prowling everywhere nowadays i’ll send them howling, i don’t care, i’ve got ways no one’s gonna hurt you no one’s gonna dare others can desert you not to worry, whistle i’ll be there. }

22. WE ARE GONNA BE FRIENDS de THE WHITE STRIPES { fall is here, hear the yell back to school, ring the bell brand new shoes, walking blues climb the fence, books and pens i can tell that we are gonna be friends i can tell that we are gonna be friends. }

                     ¡¡ FELIZ NAVIDAD Y AÑO NUEVO, JAVI !!

DE: dannie

PARA: javi

Javi:

Antes que nada, Feliz Navidad y próspero año, todo lo lindo que se dice en estas fechas. Espero la hayas pasado muy bien en compañía de tu familia y tus seres queridos.

¿Sabes que te quiero mucho no? Eres una hermana perdida para mí y cuando Andy me notifico que me habías tocado en el Santa Secreto prácticamente me puse a cantar y bailar y más cuando vi que me había tocado bebe Darcy. ¿Sabes lo difícil que fue no preguntarte ¿Oye esta canción te parece Bendarcy? Mientras hacía tu regalo? Creo que casi me quedo sin lengua de tanto mordérmela XD. Pero espero te guste el mix lo hice con amor

Con amors

                                                                                                      Dannie

[blaperile]

Homestuck^2 - Reactions Chapter 10 “1 WOND3R WH4T TH3Y T4ST3 L1K3 ” (Pages 263 - 276)

CHAPTER 10. 1 WOND3R WH4T TH3Y T4ST3 L1K3

Back to the Meat timeline we go!

Was to be expected, seeing as we spent A LOT of time in the Candy timeline with the past few chapters.

Terezi wonders what they taste like, while I wonder what "they" is in this context. xD

The new creatures Rose and Dirk are creating? I wonder how far they've progressed with that by now...

Page 263:

Woah, that's trippy. Is that Terezi's smell-o-vision of what the planet looks like?

I didn't expect we'd still be having the black background. Does that mean this chapter, or at least this part of the chapter, will be taking place at night as well?

Page 264:

...For a second I thought that was the exact same panel as the last one until abundantChewtoys pointed out it was a bit brighter, haha.

But... the images are so sharp. It can't be Terezi's eyesight is somehow coming back... right?

Or is it Rose or Dirk instead?

Page 265:

Even brighter still! And confirmation that we're indeed dealing with Terezi... huh. What's going on?

Page 266:

Terezi's... holding her hand in front of her eyes???? There's absolutely no need for that, unless she's got her eyesight back.... So what is going on here???

Can... can she see again? How is that even possible? The other Terezi's eyes were healed by Aranea, but Terezi has got no such healing method at her disposal... right?

Unless those healing powers were not specific for a Sylph of Light, but rather for Heroes of Light in general?

Again, if that's true, why would Terezi do that though. Her other self regretted it, and she'd remember it.

Maybe I'm just entirely overthinking this though and that's not at all what's going on here. :P

And what exactly was "pretty fucking stupid"? Her thing with Rose?

Page 267:

Ah, alright, she's talking about the fact that she fell asleep somewhere in the middle of fucking nowhere on the planet.

You'd THINK it wouldn't be an issue considering the lack of life on this planet, right? Assuming they were right about that, at least.

Page 268:

Oh man! That's an interesting fact.

For a second when she was describing them, I thought it meant these trees were actually alive, haha. It's funny, because I can even kind of see "legs" and "arms" in them.

But no, it's just the wind going through them that makes them move.

Oh man, it's gonna make her think of John, won't it?

And is Terezi really just talking to herself? It kind of seems like she's talking to another person. Is Dirk subconsciously talking/narrating to her?

...

Holy shit, I like abundantChewtoys's theory that Terezi might have a Brain Ghost John now. How amazing would that be???

Page 269:

Oh jegus GOD. Those seem like creations by Rose or Dirk. Those heads... that seems to be based on Liv Tyler, the bunny. D:

With grub bodies and spider-like eyes, holy shit.

Aha, here's where the "I wonder what they taste like" comes from, hahaha.

...Wouldn't that be sort of cannabalistic though, seeing as they're partly grub? xD

Page 270:

OH HELL NO

THE FUCKING DUTTLE.

That was the EXACT thing I'd been thinking of when Dirk and Rose started this experiment that should not ever be brought to life, and yet here we are. D:

Like abundantChewtoys suggested, it seems to be mixed with a Scalemate and Fiduspawn, eeeeeeeesh

I'm also getting vague Gengar (the Pokémon) vibes. 0_0

Heh, those mushrooms remind me of those on LOWAS.

Page 271:

Oh jegus. Some sort of unicorn, with insect-like legs, and frog or goat eyes?

They've truly created some monstrosities here.

Page 272:

Is that... the unholy baby of a Scalemate and a Salamander? 0_0

Page 273:

This is getting more and more preposterous every page, and harder to distinguish actually.

At first I thought of a worm, dragon and some puppet of Dirk's, but no it's probably the fucking Manthro Chaps. Holy shit.

Page 274:

Some kind of octopus with a crab mixed in... and also Manthro Chap again?

Page 275:

Oh jeez, that looks like fucking Horsaroni mixed with a couple of other creatures.

Ha, I love how Terezi's apparently read the Grimoire.

How's she going to get out of her mess? Is she going to do it herself? Or is this going to be a reprise of when Jake was chased by Goatdad and Brobot came to cut its head off, except now with Dirk cutting of this monster's head to save Terezi?

Page 276:

Oy, what a cliffhanger to end this update on, with Terezi trapped in the mud.

Eh, let's assume it won't be too difficult for Rose to get her out then?

At first I thought with how tired Terezi was getting that it was an effect of either the mud or the creature.

Also, I totally hadn't realized yet how everyone's now basically 13 sweeps old, after having started out as 13 years old. That's pretty funny.

And well, that (sort of) confirms that Terezi's roughly the age of the rest of them, so we have an idea how much time she spent in the Furthest Ring. Eeeesh, that's pretty rough.

I'm surprised Rose actually found the command terminal, I thought that was going to remain a secret between Dirk and Terezi.

I'm not sure exactly which commands Rose means from Terezi's tenure as Dave's patron troll? The only somewhat related things I can think of are AR's exile commands for him while Terezi was talking to him, or Sollux trying to give him a name while Terezi was standing next to him?

Did she mean that stuff?

Anyway, I love how they're discussing the concept of patron trolls here.

I'm pretty surprised that Terezi still remembers so well how Sollux, Tavros and Equius did in their efforts to troll the Kids, haha.

The "debatably benevolent force" Rose is talking about, I assume she means the narrative?

Pff, Dirk's "administrative privileges" to Terezi's palmhusk are probably just his narrative powers forcing him a way in there or something.

So these creatures were all Rose's doing. I'm impressed, I was convinced the horse-like creatures would have been Dirk's doing, haha.

It's remarkable how much Dirk avoids answering Terezi's questions. He's probably not really lying, but avoiding saying certain things. Kind of like Doc Scratch...