#cutie rehabilitation

[diapertrainingab]

Today it was the second day I treated like this 🥺 I want to get out 😭

[seabugsbaby]

little tribute for the cuties from “The Rehabilitation of Death” by @bamsara <3 it was actually the first fanfic I ever read and got me into cotl! They’re an incredible artist and writer, go check out their stuff!!!

rly opened my eyes to how many narratives can be explored using cotl as a framework (and the appeal of narilamb lololol)

Songs used: Mitski - Crack Baby & Esha Tewari - beautiful boy

[captainlunaxmen]

All for the Cameras

Chapter 12

Finnick Odair x Fem!reader

Hello hello hello 👋🏻

Hope you guys are well, we're close to the end here. This chapter is a little shorter, mostly because I wanted to separate the part in 13 and then when they get to the Capitol.

Hope you like it. Once again, let me know what you think, and if you want to be tagged in the next chapters, let me know❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Chapter summary: progress

Chapter wanrings: panic attack, Finnick being an understanding cutie pie, mention of torture and death.

Tag list.

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I'm sorry if I can't tag everyone😔🥺

It's been a few days since I arrived in 13, I've been recovering rather quickly according to the doctors and to Prim, who's been by my side constantly.

I managed to give more information on what I saw and heard in the Capitol, so that made me feel useful. Some of the people in 13 are still suspicious of me, which is understandable, I would too...

I still can't properly look at Finnick, not for more than 3 seconds, which is an improvement from the 2 seconds of the first day, but it's still not enough. I can see how hurt Finnick gets from all of this, I'm afraid he thinks it's his fault, because it's not, I try to remind him as much as I can, but I thinks it's getting to him a little too much.

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"Don't you have better things to do than be present during my examinations?" I ask Boggs, while the nurse gently uses the needle on my skin.

"I don't actually." He states and I smile.

"Is... is he doing okay?" I tentatively ask, he sighs taking a seat on a chair.

"He's doing better, Mason is with him constantly reminding him 'not to take shit personally', as she puts it." He chuckles, "do not beat yourself up, he knows you can't help it, it's not your fault."

"I know, but-"

"No buts, don't blame yourself for what you've been through." He looks me straight in the eyes, "hear me?"

"Yes, sir." I nod, "is there anything more I could try maybe?" I ask the nurse.

"I'm afraid such rehabilitation takes time, my dear." She gently explains, "but you're making great progresses, that I can promise you."

I sigh, defeated.

"Don't rush yourself." Boggs insists.

"But I feel useless." I complain, "I saw people coming and going, doing all they can to help and I am here needing assistance."

"Useless? Don't you realise how helpful you've been, even from the Capitol?" He sounds outraged almost, "your secret messages, your information on Peeta's condition and those treatments. You've been more than helpful."

"Thank you, sir." I smile, grateful for his words.

There's a knock on the door and soon after Plutarch walks in.

"Afternoon, miss L/n. How do you feel?" He asks.

"Physically? I'm fine. Mentally? To be determined." I say, forcing out a small smile.

"That's good enough to hear." He nods his head and sighs deeply, "listen, I wouldn't want to ask this, but we need you today."

"For what?" Boggs asks, sitting straighter, almost protective.

"We heard some of the districts are still uncertain... and... some found out about the rescue mission and don't agree with her saving." Plutarch's reluctant to say it, "we need to prove them-"

"That I'm not with the Capitol... yeah, what do I have to do?" I nod, determined to be of assistance.

"We'll broadcast your images to all districts, you'll have to explain what they did to you." He explains, watching me carefully.

"Is that really necessary?" Boggs sighs.

"I'm afraid so." Plutarch then looks at me, "do you understand it, miss L/n?"

"I... I do, Plutarch, when will I have to... talk?"

"I'm very sorry, but a few minutes." He says, Boggs shakes his head violently, frustrated.

During my time here he became a good, let's say, uncle figure. We bonded almost immediately and he always checked on me. I think he started because this way Finnick would be able to get some proper rest, but now I think he cares about me, like I do him.

"Okay..." I take deep breaths, "can I... can I have a moment?"

"Of course." Plutarch nods and walks out.

"You don't have to." Boggs is quick to assure me.

"I actually do." I stand up, taking deep breaths, my hands on my hips, walking around the room.

Boggs' eyes follow me, ready to be of help if needed.

"He'll need to pass through me, if he thinks he can force you." He reassures me, more to make me laugh than to mean an actual threat.

"Yeah, what about the president?"

"Even her? No one touches my friend." He proud crosses his arms.

"Oh so we're friends?" I ask, joking with him, sensing he's trying to calm me down.

"Of course, the only other smart person in here? I'm not letting you go." He chuckles and I do too.

I notice, I stopped pacing around and my breathing went beck to normal. He notices too, but still watches me carefully.

"Okay... okay." I say nodding.

"Are you sure?" He checks.

"I'm not, but if I think too much about it my legs will freeze and nothing will be done." I shake my head, "let's go."

Boggs lets me pass and when I exit the room Plutarch is there waiting for me.

"Are you ready?" He asks.

I look at Boggs, with supportive eyes he nods slightly, I turn to Plutarch again and nod my head. Plutarch smiles and led me to the controll room, Beetee already there waiting for us.

"We're going to broadcast you to all districts, and hopefully they'll listen." Beete tells me, messing around with wires and buttons.

"What if they don't?" I ask, looking at Plutarch.

"They will." He confidently states.

I take a deep, deep breath and nod. All sort of thing run in my mind. All sort of doubts, but I need to shove them all away and stay calm.

"Just stand over there and, just like Finnick did, don't stop talking okay?" Beetee's instructions are clear, but they make me wonder.

"Finnick?" I ask.

"To create a distraction, let's say, we had Finnick talk to the Capitol." Plutarch tries to explain, simply.

"Finnick... what.. what did he..?" The question is cleat but I don't think I need the answer. I'm afraid I already know it. The only confirmation comes from Plutarch's nodding head.

I feel my eyes burning with tears forming, but I try to collect myself. I let out a puff of air and wipe my face immediately.

"Are you ready?" Beetee asks, I nod, not yet trusting my voice, "go stand over there, and when you see the green light, speak."

I nod understanding and I go to stand where Beetee pointed.

I take deep breaths, my eyes fixed on the still red light, deep breaths, everything is okay, I'm okay, deep breaths, I'm safe, we're safe, deep breaths, I look for Boggs and I see his reassuring nod so I nod back, everything is okay, deep breaths, the light turn green... deep... breaths.

"Hi... uh... I'm Y/n L/n, and unfortunately many of you may know me as Capitol's Princess... I say unfortunately because, that was not a life worth of a princess. I wasn't a princess... I was a prisoner. You know how it feels to not be free, so do I, that's why you're free to believe me or not, because we're fighting for that exact thing: freedom. I'll tell my story to whoever is willing to listen, I hope there's many."

I start telling my story, again, Snow taking me and my brother in after our parents' death... my brother. The threats, the blackmails, extortions, the sellings, Cal...and the tortures.

I can't help the fidgeting hands, I can't help my voice breaking everytime I mention my brother, or everytime I had to perform for a customer, I'm surprised if someone would be able to understand what I'm saying.

I let out a puff of air, I don't even bother trying to hold back tears, they just come out and I let them.

"They made me scared of my friends. Everytime I look at them I... I... it's fucked. I'm here telling you my story, so you can believe me... it's crazy," I whisper shaking my head, "you should fight because you believe in the cause... the Games are not the only horrors happening, everything needs to be fixed, everything needs to change." I turn around, hands on my hips, to calm me down, "I... one thing scares me the most though, I'm afraid they fucked me up so much that I'll never... ever be able to love, or to let someone else love me, because I'm fucked. Unfortunately they did a good job on this. Thanks for listening."

I quickly rush out, I didn't even see if they tried to stop me or not...probably not.

I feel my heart pounding violently in my chest and my breathing is getting heavier. I head to the hospital side of the district, but as I see many of the nurses' faces I get overwhelmed.

Too many people.

I... can't.

"Y/n?" A voice calls me, "are you okay?" Johanna's walking towards me. I stop her immediately.

"Not real.... it wasn't real... right?" I ask.

"What are you talking about?" She asks, "the things thw Capitol showed you? No it wasn't."

"I... I ju-... I..." I collapse on the floor, shielding my head with my hands.

I can hear Johanna talking to me, but I can't make out what she's saying. I'm just protecting myself.

Finnick's Pov

Finnick heads to the controll room, he wants to support Y/n, knowing they wanted her to talk to the districts. He wanted to be present, he know he won't be able to show his face, in case it will set her off, but he wants, he needs to be there for her.

When he arrives he notices she isn't there.

"Where's Y/n?" He asks, worry starting to get its way in his brain.

"Uhm..." Beetee is uncertain on how to tell him.

"Well?" Finnick urges him, and anyone present, for that matter.

"She's wasn't feeling well all of a sudden." Plutarch tells him.

"What?" He's fully worried.

"She started to get anxious, I'm afraid." Beetee says, "she ran out."

"And you haven't thought of following her?" Finnick exclaims, but he doesn't wait for an answer and immediately rushed out, wanting to find her.

He immediately goes to the hospital, he thinks that if Y/n felt anxious she'd go there to get something.

That's exactly where he find her, on the floor, Johanna comforting her, talking to her.

"Listen to me, Y/n... can you hear me?" She keeps saying.

"What happened?" Finnick asks, alarmed.

"I saw her coming in, she was like she was having trouble breathing and then she collapsed on the floor. She asked me of what the Capitol showed her was real..." Johanna explains, still caressing Y/n's back.

"Y/n..." Finnick tries to call her name. Nothing.

"I don't think she hears you."

Finnick shakes his head and kneels on the floor with the two women.

He tentatively holds out a hand to touch her back too, like Johanna's doing. When his hand touches Y/n, she freezes.

"Y/n... listen to me." He says, softly, "focus on my voice, okay?" There's no answer from Y/n, but he keeps going anyway, "you are safe. No one is here to hurt you. You're sa-: his voice breaks a little, like his heart at the sight of his love hurting so much, "you're safe." He keeps going, taking a deep breath. "You are safe, we all are."

"I'm sorry..." it was so faint it's a miracle Finnick heard it.

Y/n slowly move her hands away from her head, but her eyes are still on the ground.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, Y/n." Finnick assures her, seeking support in Johanna, who nods.

"He's right, you know." She would say.

"I..." Y/n lets out a big puff of air, "I... could you help me stand?"

"Of course." Johanna immediately helps her stand up, weakly but she manages, "want me to help you back to your room?"

"No... It's okay... Finnick can help me..." Y/n says, catching both former tributes off guard, "If he wants.. of course." She quickly adds, uncertain.

"Of course, I do." He immediately agrees.

"Thanks."

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Finnick helps Y/n sit on her bed, careful not to overstep.

"Thank you." She softly says, she still can't seem to want to meet his eyes, but Finnick is okay with that, he knows it will take time for her, exactly like it will take time for him.

"My pleasure, my love." He charmingly says. He tries to use his charm to make her smile, which succeeds, noticing her lips twitching upwards lightly.

"I'm not sure I deserve such title after all." She sadly chuckles.

"What are you talking about? Of course you deserve it." Finnick scoffs.

"I can't even look at you, Finnick.." she says, broken voice and tears in her eyes.

"You're saying it like it's your fault." Finnick says softly, "can I get closer?" He asks and when she nods, he sits next to her, "can I hold your hand?" She nods again, "what you've been through is not your fault, not even a little bit. Hear me? You're being so strong, you've always been so strong, to the point of ignoring your own fears, traumas and wounds to help others. You never blame them for feeling and reacting the way they did... so why are you blaming yourself now?" He speaks softly, catching himself before his voice could break too, he takes a moment before adding, "do you remember the tour after Annie won?" He waits for Y/n to nod, "she wouldn't let anyone touch her, you were the only one to get closer, but she-"

"She throw a glass at me..." Y/n says.

"You were bleeding so much, yet you didn't leave her side until she felt safe and... understood." Finnick reminds her, "Peacekeepers threatened to hold her, but you screamed at them to leave her alone. I think I remember you pushing one out of a room too." He lets out a laugh, "you've stayed with her, ignoring the blood, ignoring your pain. And when someone asked you if she apologised for throwing that at you you said..." he trails off hinting to Y/n to continue.

"That she had nothing to apologise," Y/n finishes the story, "it wasn't her fault."

"Exactly." Finnick nods, "so, what I want to say is... you don't have to be strong all the time, you don't have to heal immediately, you can, you're allowed to take your time."

"There's a war starting, Finnick..." she tries.

"I don't care. You're allowed to." He firmly, yet still softly, tells her, "I'm not going anywhere any time soon." He smiles at her even though she's not looking at him.

"Thank you, Finnick." She says, squeezing his hand, grateful.

"Don't mention it," he nudges her affectionately.

Y/n's Pov

As the days pass I realise I don't get nightmares as much as when I first arrived, which makes me hopeful. I do try to remember Finnick's words about taking my time and not rush my healing process.

Unfortunately I can't seem to look at him still, but being near him helps. Especially when he holds my hands, it's like he can infuse me with his hope and apparently it helps calming me.

Tonight, I've been informed, we will celebrate a wedding. I'm not sure as to who's getting married, but the whole district is invited so I'll test myself tonight. If I can go the whole time without feeling overwhelmed, it'll be a victory.

And, goodness, I need one.

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"You're not dancing?" A voice asks behind me. I turn around to Boggs looking out at the people dancing.

"Never been one for dances, I'm afraid." I bite my lips uncertainty.

"Neither am I." He laughs, standing next to me.

"I heard about what happened in 2..." I casually say.

"Never once a casual conversation about the weather?" He jokes.

"Nope." I say, "plus, I saw Katniss being brought back in that state, I had to ask." I explain, "I'm just glad she's okay. I saw the footage."

"Do you think Snow will think her dead?" He asks me.

"Mh... I can't really say." I say, "no one thought of making a tribute to her or anything like that, so he probably doesn't think so, but maybe he's thinking we're taking our time in announcing her death so that those who don't know can still rely on her, but it's very unlikely." I explain, "but he definitely didn't like the destruction of the weapon supply."

"That's predictable." Boggs agrees.

"Someone's gonna pay in Snow's circle... I wouldn't want to be him..." I say, casually.

"Him?"

"He probably would blame his defense minister... can't recall his name now." I tell him.

"I don't want you to take it the wrong way, miss L/n... but I'm glad you've lived in the Capitol your whole life."He tells me, almost in awe.

"I'm just... I just learned to observe as much as I could." I shrug.

"Well you're clearly the only one here who knows Snow to the bone. You're one of the best asset." He assures me.

"I'm glad I can be of any help." I bitterly say.

"We've talked about this, miss L/n." He subtly scolds me.

"I know, I know." I nods, waving him off.

"So, how are you feeling now?"He asks.

"I'm surprisingly good." I nod, surprised.

"Good enough to dance?" He hints, "with someone who's been checking on you everyday since you got here?"

I laugh, slightly, knowing who he is hinting to.

"You know Finnick is not the only one checking on me everyday, right?" I ask, Haymitch too, oh and you as well."

"Try and ask Abernathy to dance and I'm afraid you'll lose your feet." He jokes, "c'mon, you've been testing yourself tonight, right? Might as well try everything."

He softly pushes me towards Finnick on the other side of the room.

"Hey.." I catch his attention.

"Hey!" He's surprised, but doesn't mention it, "are you having fun?"

"Yeah... surprisingly so." I nod, "you?"

"Same." He chuckles, I know he's looking at me, "are you feeling okay?"

"Yes, yes, definitely, don't worry about me." I tell him and before he can say it, "you'll always worry about me, yes, yes, I know." I chuckle and he does too, "do you want to dance?"

"Uh?"

"Come dance..?" I ask, feeling self-conscious.

"I'd love to." He gently takes my hand and lead me to the dance floor.

As we follow the others dancing, I manage to takes glimpses of his face, of his hopeful face. I divert my eyes immediately, but I can't help the smile on my face. I know if I look at him more my brain will start to wonder and bring me back to the Capitol, but this small, quick moment is enough to bring hope back in my heart.

And the evening goes on, celebrating and for a few moments forgetting the impelling war.

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I'm summoned to the controll room urgently, I can't tell what might be going on.

As I near the room I can hear voices coming from inside.

"Are you sure you want to send her too?" Haymitch.

"She knows their ways better then anyone on that team," Boggs, "I wouldn't dream of asking this of her, but we need her."

"Send who where?" I ask, entering the room, finally.

"Miss L/n." Plutarch smiles at me, "hope you slept well, you're needed on a mission."

"What..?" I ask.

"We are to go join Katniss to the outskirts of the Capitol." Boggs informes me.

"What?" I ask again.

"Welcome to Squad 451, the Star Squad."

[bird--egg]

A little mlpfim AU I made awhile ago that I decided I liked enough to show here. This is the first half of the main six, I'll post the others in a bit. The concept is that their cutie mark concepts are switched around, but I wanted to make them fulfilled with their destinies/jobs, unlike that one episode in the show.

More info about them below the cut:

Twilight Horizon/Twilight Sparkle: Princess Luna's sole student, Twilight Horizon is as secluded and reserved as her mentor. Her interest in the constellations extends to her magic--she is best at spells that use forces of nature, particularly moon/star/night components. Luna has unofficially adopted her, making her an alicorn not because of her skill but because she loves her and wishes for her to be as long-lived as she is.

Twilight has not yet moved to Ponyville.

Rainbow Macaw/ Rainbow Dash: Ponyville's resident bird expert, Rainbow Macaw spends her time training and rehabilitating birds. She is very passionate about her work, often berating those who do not care for their pets, and has an extensive collection of books on avians. Her skills in flight are well known, but Rainbow Macaw prefers to fly a bit slower these days--always mindful about crashing into flying fauna.

Orchard Bloom/ Rarity: Striking out perhaps somewhat foolishly, Orchard Bloom has moved from her home in Canterlot to buy a small orchard in the outskirts of Ponyville. She has been in love with caring for and breeding plants since she visited the royal gardens as a child, and now wishes to peruse her hobby and dream on a larger scale. She may not always be used to dirt, or how long it takes to get from her farm to the village, but she's determined to learn!

[xhoneywheatx]

Nap Time

Warnings: None Category: Tooth rotting fluff 💜 Summary: A little more DILF Levi content. Slightly proofread.

The gentle breeze let in from opened windows made Levi tighten his grip around your sleeping form to try and give you as much of his body heat to you as possible. You subconsciously snuggled deeper into his chest upon feeling him pull you closer eliciting a rare smile from him. In his other arm was his adorable toddler clutching to her teddy bear, "Mr. Stuffykins," as if her little life depended on it as she slept. And, on his lap rested the black and white tabby you adopted shortly after your daughter's birth. The kitty purred lightly as she slept sending barely there vibrations through Levi's lower abdomen, he found rather comforting. You four were currently resting in your living room with the TV switched off from being idle for too long. 

How did he get here you wonder?

A few hours earlier, you decided to have a bit of family time and dragged Levi out of his office to watch a Disney movie with your daughter. There was so much work piled up on his desk he almost rain-checked until he saw the cute little pout his daughter gave him. He could never say no to her cutie patootie face. That, and he's never hear the end of it from you knowing your child would be upset for a few days after until she forgot all about it. 

About an hour into the movie about a princess with absurdly long blonde hair, Mittens decided to join in the family huddle and share the warmth. Levi noticed your daughter starting to nod off and was about to turn off the TV for nap time before she interjected. "I no sleep daddy. Ma- my eyes open. See!" She spoke with wide hazel eyes and a determined look on her face. You and Levi shared a laugh before telling her you both believed her. Not even five minutes later, she was out like a light holding Mr. Stuffykins cuddled into Levi's left side. 

He let her sleep for about 15 minutes before he decided that he was going to pick her up and take her to her room for a nap. "Sweetheart," he called out before looking down at you on his right side. His eyes softened upon seeing you sleeping soundly snuggled into his chest, and that's also when he noticed the gentle purr of Mittens on his lap. 

So, that's how he ended up in this situation.

His little family. 

The swell of his heart was too much to bare when he realized that he was the safe space. For you, Kuchel, and Mittens. All three of his girls decided to come to him for comfort. This happens all the time, but never all at once. He might get you and Kuchel to cuddle with him 15 minutes max before she's chasing Mittens around the house with Mr. Stuffykins in tow. He knew that he had a bunch of daddy's girls in the house, but not once has he ever complained! 

After the war ended some time ago, Levi was left with a significant injury to his leg. He tried his best to rehabilitate himself with you, a nurse, to get himself back to normal. The closest he got to normal was using his wheelchair on bad days and a cane on his better days. He's still making progress, but more now since your energetic caramel gum drop was now three and very much full of energy. She hadn't quite grasped that Levi was permanently injured, but she was very perceptive, noticing the little winces he made when he overused his knee. 

"Da sit wif me!" Was her way of telling him that she knows he's hurting without saying it out loud. Levi was very grateful for his little girl. Having her cuddled up against him for so long made him realize how big she's actually grown. It gives him a bittersweet feeling in his chest. 

Maybe he should give you another one?

Making another little light-skinned baby was a conversation he'd bring up to you later. Right now, he decided to join the family nap time. Levi carefully moved his arm from around baby K and gently dug his fingers in Mittens' fur to get her to move for a bit. The cat opened her big green eyes and immediately jumped down into a big stretch. 

While she did that, Levi moved Kuchel onto his chest and pulled you both with him to where he went from sitting straight up to laying down on the couch. There was plenty of space for the both of you to be comfortable with your baby girl on his chest. You stirred a bit from being suddenly moved, but you didn't break consciousness. You slightly readjusted yourself and threw your leg over his hips while simultaneously draping your arm over your baby girl. 

MIttens jumped back on top of your family huddle after Levi carefully draped the throw blanket over everyone. He brushed your kinky curls from your forehead and planted a kiss there before whispering, "I love you sweetheart." He'd do the same to baby K and then gently petted Mittens earning a quiet meow! from her. 

As he closed his eyes and drifted off, Levi knew that he was in the right place. Right here in this beautiful suburban house in Marley with his three girls enjoying a midafternoon nap. 

Yep. 

This was it. 

True love and peace. 

Happiness. 

[danganronpadedication]

DAY 3: DANGANTOBER

Day 3: Favorite THH Character Makoto Naegi is a cutie patootie. End post.

No, but in all seriousness, I love Makoto. I know I spent the majority of last post ranting about how much I love Hajime, but that doesn't mean I love Makoto any less.

I'll be real, I love the THH cast, so it was very difficult to pick a favorite from that group. I was between Celestia, Junko, Byakuya, and Makoto, but Makoto's who I went with. Like with Hajime, I was worried that Makoto would just be an self-insert character, and in-game, he kind of is? But people also misremember him in game. People characterize him all the time as non-confrontational, and just a hopeful, positive person, but he's a lot more nuanced than that.

Let's not forget that Makoto tried to throw hands with Monokuma more than once, that's pretty confrontational to me. While he puts up a front of a positive, hopeful person, he also has his moments of being affected by everything that's happened to him. Seriously, replay the game, he's got a lot more bite to him.

He's the kind of person I'd want to be friends with, he's a very sweet person, who's not afraid to throw down for the people he cares about.

I also really like his sibling relationship with Komaru. If you skipped UDG, I don't blame you, but aside from the obviously weird things happening in that game, there's also a lot of world building and substance. Maybe watch a playthrough, cringe with whoever's playing it, and get that good lore.

You can see it in the anime too, he just lights up when he sees Komaru's transmission go through, because it's confirmation that he still has her around. Up until that point, he wasn't sure if his family was still around, and now he knows he still has his sister. It's very sweet, and the way he has so much faith in her, and knows she's capable to do whatever it is she needs to do.

But it's The End of Hope's Peak anime that really does it in for me, and cements him as one of my favorite characters. I get it, I'm basic. But one of the bigger points I see get brought up about Makoto, is that they don't really explore the trauma that would go along with being in a game like that. Which is false, but it's definitely something the game doesn't really focus on for the sake of plot.

But in the anime, you can really see how much that affects him. Makoto Naegi suffers from survivor's guilt, and it's so incredibly potent. That moment made me so sad, I had to close my computer and actually GO TO SLEEP? That can't be right. Granted, I watched that episode at like, 2AM, but rewatching it in the morning hit just as hard.

Like with Nagito, Bryce Papenbrook really gives his all for Makoto, including in the anime. You hear it all the time, whether he's just giving someone a pep talk, or reacting to the newest death in the game. He's smarter than people give him credit for, like in the fight with Munakata, he figures out his forbidden action and traps him in a situation where he needs to sit down and talk with him, all on his own. I'd say he's more emotionally intelligent, but he's definitely got brains in his little noggin.

Please, I want his Nendoroid so badly. I own a plushie of him in Future Arc, I bought it at a local fair, and he's my prized possession.

On the topic of emotional intelligence, he's very forgiving and compassionate too. One thing you should know about me, is that I love the SDR2 cast, including when they're the Remnants of Despair. They're cool, their designs are cool, and they're CRIMINALLY underused. Makoto is the one who was able to see past the people they had become, and see the hurt people underneath. Most of the world had written them off as despair-laden monsters, but Makoto actually went against the wants of the Future Foundation in order to rehabilitate them.

Even if it causes him issues, Makoto is very caring and will do what's right. His sense of morality is one that is evidently difficult to skew.

And finally, he's a cutie patootie. The rest of this post will be GIFs of him looking adorable.

Lord, let me pinch his cheeks.

-Mod Tsumugi

[lu-lus-dicks]

*sigh* I am at my cousin's rn and my cousin asked me about hazbin hotel. I as a normal individual (lie) explained that it's about charlie who wants to rehabilitate demons. And my cousin went

"oh no the devil"

And my dumbass just went

"noooo he's adorable! The devil is a cutie patootie!"

This is a straight heterosexual cis white man and I can't believe I said that to him. And I can't believe He immediately left the room when I started searching for lucifer clips on youtube. Smh

[etherealbiocide]

VYVYAN WAPITI 🌿🌳🍄📘🕯✨️

I looove drawing my trollsona :) he's such a cutie pie.

Vyvyan is a Jade blood (towards Teal) and he's an AMAB woman who uses he/him and is a lesbian. He failed crazy style at looking after a mother grub and was a substance abuser at a young age until a large mythical creature (the Hiershgiest) found and adopted him after the death of his original mother grub Lusus. Then he recovered and wanted to play Sburb so that he could create a universe where mental health is taken seriously because back on Alternia, if you were struggling, you were culled. So uh yeah also he's a Sylph of Mind so he is the ULTIMATE therapist/counseller/mental health advisor. He beat Sburb but their session was too easy so instead of getting their own universe his group was thrown into Earth-C and now he owns a Rehabilitation centre and Nature Reserve there :)

If you keep up with Stuck...Stuck?, you might see this lil guy again. ;)

[Reblogs are appreciated!] [PLEASE DO NOT USE MY ART AS YOUR PFP WITHOUT PERMISSION.]

[5and3nevermind]

🐥 to/about 🐱:

I went to his house. He loves Min Holly.

Be careful of his left side.

You cried too, right next to me.

I was more relaxed sitting next to Suga hyung.

I named Yoongi hyung’s live title.

You too (look handsome), hyung.

I love Tony Montana the most. I’m very attached to it.

I love/really like/am very fond of him.

Yoongi hyung is my cutie.

Be by my side for a long long time.

I was just talking about you. Your stamina is the best.

He worked really hard rehabilitating.

🐱 to/about 🐥:

Why is his expression so cute?

I think Park Jimin’s birthday is really important.

I like your voice; it’s really nice.

I like Jimin’s voice best; it’s my type.

I tease Jimin because I love him.

If you’re going on the music shows, I should be there.

Your bare face is pretty too.

Jimin came to cheer for me; I was really grateful.

Jimin saw me diligently doing my physical therapy.

Jimin called saying he hopes it (surgery) goes well.

Jimin is working on a song; he asked me to feature.

I came because I thought you’d be nervous.

Jimin really worked hard for it. He’s a genius in a different way.

You can do that too. As expected you can do that because you’re flexible.

[Describe Jimin] Small and cute

[fistfuloflightning]

So what Pokémon/type do you imagine for YQY and GXY? I’ve got a few ideas if you’d be willing to hear them.

fyi I am not as well-versed in pokemon types as I used to be (I actually did run a rather lucrative racket in Pokémon cards back in middle school lol) so I might be a little off. But.

YQY would have Flying Types as I heavily associate him with birds/air—Moltres or Articuno maybe—powerful flight-based pokemon, with a weakness to Rock (…Lingxi Caves anyone? …Too soon?). Possibly Scyther—something fast and deadly to match YQY’s fight style.

GYX I think would have Light or Electric Types—Dedenne immediately springs to mind as I see him having the smaller cute types—maybe Chinchou 🤔. And because he works as a part-time medic, he probably picks up the lower level types and rehabilitates them himself (my excuse for why he has a Zubat because I am completely biased towards those cuties lol)

I’m curious what types you have in mind!

[the-owl-tree]

I wish starlight had a better redemption arc. lowkey that’s the only reason I hate her outside of her dumbass backstory (I could fix it) and the lack of explanation for her being almost alicorn level gifted. like lemme tweak her backstory a bit:

she was considered exceptionally talented and everyone had high hopes for her to go far in life or could even get into celestia’s school (kinda like twilight) but she was suuuuper attached to sunburst in an unhealthy way (bpd gang rise up) leading to her revolving her entire world and life around him and when he left she completely spiraled and used her powers to keep others around her from leaving. her specialty are memory and mind altering spells since she canonically even after her “redemption” can’t seem to stop revoking other pony’s rights to free will.

she operates on pure natural talent and raw might due to lack of proper training so it was actually really easy to defeat her and send her packing out of her village. her second appearance she came back with the alicorn amulet (the one trixie had in that episode, but it was gone so fast I am ignoring it. that’s such a cool item wasted on one episode?? no) which is how she fucked with alternate the realities.

in a world where friendships and bonds are pretty much building blocks for their society I can see it being probable that pony’s without friends could suffer health wise too. not just mentally but physically. maybe she never got her cutie mark and blames friendship in general for stunting her. she doesn’t hate just twilight, she hates ALL of equestria. every other pony has someone and she has nothing and no one. no friends, no cutie mark, no purpose. just rage.

when she is defeated again, she should have faced actual consequences. send that horse to prison. idk. why did cozy glow get sent to hell. this isn’t about her.

I think a probation period or similar where she has to earn back the right to use her magic while attending the friendship school and amending her crimes would have been good to see. she her earning forgiveness. show her earning her cutie mark! show her apologizing to every pony she hurt and then accepting they won’t like her anyway! I know it’s a kids show and really they can’t do too many heavy topics, but also I hate this horse

Starlight's insane magical power without any amulets or anything bothered me, I like the idea of her getting her hands on it instead of her just being super mega OP. I get it's for the sake of the plot but it's also sort of like...does magic need to be trained? What's the point of magic schools if the average unicorn can learn a teleportation spell rather easily? do you guys ever think about how OP magic gets in the later seasons, regardless-

It felt weird that the way they chose to write her being won over by Twilight is literally forcing her between a rock and a hard place. Either start being nicies or apocalypse time forever, isn't that fun! It makes it even more disingenuous with how little time they spend redeeming her or even having her recognize the impact she's had on those around her (it bothers me the show seems more invested in how Starlight has been hurt by the Our Town debacle than the Our Town ponies). It also doesn't help her backstory is embarrassing...like girl write a letter you can levitate quills some kids have to use their damn mouths!

I disagree with her being locked up, mainly because I think MLP's weird tonal dissonance around incarceration is uh really weird for the neon pony story (seriously. why did they lock the child in tartarus, why did they turn the child to STONE). Rehabilitative justice is a GREAT thing for kids to learn, showing that anyone can change with work, kindness, and friendship (in the show at least lol)! But by not centering who Starlight hurt and just rushing through her actually working to be better, it makes her story lacklustre and half-hearted. At least in my opinion!

[alexbrushes]

I want to highlight if you buy this calico cutie from my shop all the profits made with this sticker will be donated to "Associação Missão Animal", it's an association that treats and rehabilitates stray cats from Amarante, Portugal!

You can shop here and I'll upload them tonight on my etsy as well!

[build-a-bear-altershop]

Mod alterpack #3! Mod 🪿

if this cutie weren’t already in our system i’d introject him in a heartbeat 🩷

Name: Angel

Age: 22

Gender: cutenic, sweetylic, genderflux

Pronouns: he/him, squish/squishself, si/silk, dice/dices, jel/jelly, <3/<3

Orientation: aromantic pansexual

Species: zombie

Role: charge, emotionalist, optimist, vernalian, audeomate, rehabilitator, archivist

Cis-Ids: rolehoarder, zombie, neon pink blood, british, ADHD

Trans-Ids: transAgedreamer, transHarmed, transLoved, transCute, transHuman, transAutistic

Likes: all silk system members, musicals, playing DND, loud music, bright colors

Dislikes: people ignoring him, dry texters

Typing quirk: replacing h with }{ and a with ^

Typing quirk example: t}{e quick brown fox jumps over t}{e l^zy dog

Pos. Triggers: exciting things, getting to explain the system, talks of persecutors

Sign off: 🪿

picrew

- mod 💞

[ask-cinnavanillamelody]

Twilight Sparkle Has Equestria seen any major conflicts since your (second) coronation? Disgruntled neighbors? Old evils coming back to take revenge?

Thankfully, no, not that I'm aware of.

Lord Tirek and Queen Chrysalis are still imprisoned in stone, but Cozy Glow has been in a Rehabilitation Program my late friend Fluttershy started. She's made excellent progress, but she's still currently not allowed to roam freely without supervision.

I must admit, I am worried that Equestria's defenses are weaker than ever since cutting our alliances to the other nations...and the Elements of Harmony my friends and I replanted have yet to react to the descendants. It's as if some pony is...missing. The element of magic for instance does not respond to me, but it has glowed faintly when a group of my students is present. They don't look like cutie marks anymore, of course, so it's impossible to know who the elements will respond to. I'm not sure which student it responds to, and no one outside of the descendants is allowed near the new tree of harmony. So, I will not be able to find out. ✨

[weirdlet]

Help me figure out a character hypothetical. Next week’s homework is ‘if your character went evil what is their goal… are they evil already’

Which I am interpreting as ‘if your character as they are now turned or were turned evil (either by player choice or undisclosed in-game events/magic/break the cutie trauma conga line in the future) what would their goals be as villains. Not just what kind of bad they’re being, but what they’re trying to accomplish.’

Glory is relatively simple- if he suddenly didn’t give a shit about anyone else, he’d be a savage pirate, an absolute reaver of the seas. Gotta live up to that bad reputation, even if he has no truck with the Sons of Asmodeus.

Carver, though… right now he’s supposed to be a relatively gentle and chill healer with a great deal of physical discipline, having started off as a gang member and then rehabilitating himself in prison with the help of a mentor, then being a cloistered, ascetic acolyte of the god of mercy and martyrs. So where does he go from here?

I usually use Winnowill from ElfQuest as my go-to for a healer turned wrong. I’m not sure that’s fully applicable here. Carver indulging in sadism could work, but he’s not an elf trying to preserve and ‘purify’ his people- he’s a human who lived a harsh life, then found God and decided to work towards easing suffering and fighting injustice, rather than taking his own pain out on anyone else.

Him restarting a gang and taking over towns seems petty and small. Becoming a conquering necromancer is kinda eh, and they’re literally fighting one of those. So does he become what he fights, or just find a line to cross in doing so?

All that said, both for his past and hypothetical ‘evil’ future, Royal Deluxe’s “Bad” super fits.

‘I made the devil run

I gave him poison, just for fun

I had one friend, now there’s none

I made the devil run’

‘I broke so many bones; but none of them were ever my own

They were an army, I was alone, I broke so many bones’

‘I watched an empire fall- I stormed the gate and scaled the wall

They wouldn’t share, so I took it all

I watched an empire fall’

I suppose a lot of it depends on what made them ‘turn evil’- if it’s an ontological button switch or if something specific was done to or taken from them. Like- Carver’s whole bag from my designing him is that if Glory dies, he can, or will shortly be able to, resurrect him. If that’s taken from him- well, if I had anything to say, his faith would buoy him, and he’d live a melancholy but productive life assured that his lover awaits him on that farther shore.

But what if that WAS taken from him? If Glory was somehow completely destroyed down to his essence, if the gods refused them?

something something “FUCK Ebondeath, I’ll ride him into battle against the gods and tear down the borders between life and death with my bare hands, hunt down the scattered motes of my beloved and knit him back together, then place him at the helm of a ship of bones to terrorize the astral sea’

[annaccident]

ponysona 5

here's the list + names

ren: masquerade - normal pegasus turns into changeling after awakening, feeds off confidants. ( igor's "rehabilitation" -> changeling's can reform?? )

morgana - just a cat lmao

ryuji: bronze bolt - earth pony

ann: candlelight - unicorn (kinda weak name ik)

yusuke: featherstroke - gryffon

makoto: siege stratagem - earth

futaba: system bypass - unicorn

haru: synthesis - earth

akechi: morning raven - bat pony disguised as a pegasus

sumi "flower leap"/flower loop - pegasus

other notes:

- ren has actually been a changeling the whole time bro just did not know. and yet his name is masquerade. also ik changelings dont Have cutie marks but we both agreed itd be fun if after the first palace he shifts one onto his flank regardless

- i attempted erina and toshiro on this page, but i really have no idea for them Or the strikers guys... zenkichi is prolly an earth pony? phones dont exist so i imagine sophie is prolly stuck in a mirror somewhere