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btsgotjams27 · 2 years ago

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the nanny diaries ~ jjk

summary: you're ready to relax with a quiet valentine's night in until your son has different plans for you and jungkook.

✨ title: the nanny diaries (drabble series) | the wish list ✨ pairing: jungkook x single mom!reader ✨ word count: 2.0k |✨ genre: fluff, cute |✨ rating: g ✨ warnings: a sassy 4yo (nothing new here), ha joon gets upset, reader gets caught by jk in an oversized pajama shirt with no bottoms ✨ a/n: idk where this drabble came from but here it is!

[ DRABBLES MASTERLIST ]

You stayed up the night before hand-crafting twenty-five Valentine’s Day cards. Ha Joon’s teacher was adamant about each card being ‘filled with love from the heart.’ You weren’t going to argue because you had been lacking in your volunteer hours, and this was your way of making up for it. The dinner table was covered with glitter, foam rainbows, and googly eyes (Ha Joon’s choice, not yours). Your child really was his own person, and it was fun to see him come into that.

In the morning, Ha Joon shuffled into your room, grabbed a hold of your duvet, and pulled it off you, causing you to groan at the cold air hitting your bare legs.

“Mommy–I can’t find my pink hat.”

“Mm. Pink hat? The Kirby one?” you asked, your opened eyes still half asleep. Ha Joon shook you by the shoulders, trying to get you up. “Okay, okay. I’m up. I’m getting up.”

You propped yourself up, narrowing your eyes at the little man before you. “Ha Joon-ah, did you get dressed by yourself?” He wore a pair of black sweatpants, a white t-shirt, and a green shacket. You had to give to the kid; he had style.

“Mommy!”

“Yes, baby. What?”

“My hat!”

“Oh, right.” You shook your head. Kirby hat, Kirby hat. Where could it be? Where had you seen it last? “Oh! I know where it is!” You quickly stood, running into the living room.

“Morning–”

You yelped, jolting your body back from the familiar voice, then you realized you were only wearing a pajama shirt, undies, and fuzzy socks. “Ah–Jeez,” you cleared your throat. “Morning, Jungkook. I wasn’t expecting you so early.” You flashed a smile, trying to be nonchalant while covering up your chest. February in Seoul was freezing, but you didn’t like going to bed with pants on, so this was your normal getup. Maybe it was time to start thinking of a new set of sleepwear.

“Cute…” he gave you the once-over. “...jammies.” Jungkook snickered at the shirt that said, ‘let me sleep.’ “I texted, saying I was coming over since I had an early day at the gym, but I guess you hadn’t seen the message yet.”

“Sorry, yes. I just woke up because I was up late last night finishing up Ha Joon’s Valentine’s cards.”

Jungkook had become accustomed to you and Ha Joon, making himself at home when he was over. He slurped the last of his cereal before speaking, “They look great, by the way. You have a real knack for glitter and googly eyes.”

You rolled your eyes because he was just being nice. You sucked at anything crafty. While other moms got to stay home and learn new hobbies, you worked to provide for yourself and Ha Joon. Once you tried crocheting, and it was bad all around because you had such a hard time following the patterns, so you gave up, but gluing and glitter—piece of cake, or so you thought.

You beamed a thin smile and blinked at him. “We haven’t known each other for that long, but I think I know when you’re lying.”

Jungkook laughed. “I’m not lying,” he said as he stood, heading over to the kitchen sink and setting down his bowl. “It’s cute, and I’m sure all the kids in his class will love it.”

That Jeon Jungkook was a sweet talker, alright, but you knew what looked good and what didn’t.

“Mommy,” Ha Joon walked in on the conversation, “did you find it?”

Ah, right, that’s what you were doing before Jungkook took you by surprise. You looked around the room, searching for the neon pink hat. “Found it!” you exclaimed, running over to the basket of toys in the corner. You picked it up, waving it in your hand.

Ha Joon squealed in excitement, running toward you. “I have my something pink for Valentine’s Day. What about you, mommy? You’re going to wear pink, right?”

Did you even own anything in the color pink? You were mentally going through your closet. “I have a red dress. Can I wear that?” You looked at Jungkook and realized he was wearing a pink denim overshirt, white tee, and pink cargo pants. You guessed Ha Joon made sure he got the Valentine’s Day dress code memo.

Ha Joon shrugged. “I’ll let you wear red.”

You scoffed. “Let me?”

“Yes, mommy!” he uttered, placing the hat on his head. “Jungkookie and I have to go to school now,” he huffed, grabbing his backpack and Jungkook’s hand.

Jungkook mouthed, ‘I’ll see you later,’ as he was being dragged away by the four-year-old.

It was nearly time for Ha Joon and Jungkook to return from school. You figured you’d order in dinner, have some dessert, give Ha Joon and bath, put him to bed, then you could wind down with some red wine. It was the perfect plan to end Valentine’s Day.

That is until Ha Joon handed you a piece of paper in his cute little handwriting titled, ‘Wish List.’ You figured Jungkook helped him with the spelling unless your child was a genius.

“What’s this, baby?”

“It’s my wish list. It’s what I want to do for Valentine’s Day.” Ha Joon looked at Jungkook, grabbing him by the hand and making him sit at the dinner table.

Jungkook grinned. “Little man knows how to plan a date.”

You glanced over the list: dinner, dessert, painting, and hide and seek. “Oh, baby. This is so sweet. I love this list. What should we get for dinner?”

“No, mommy. I’m going to cook.”

“You are?” You raised an eyebrow and crossed your arms at your peculiar child. “What are you going to cook?”

“It’s a surprise for you and Jungkookie.”

You turned to Jungkook. “Oh, my love. What if Jungkook has plans? What if he’s going out tonight with someone special?”

Ha Joon shook his head. “He’s not doing anything. I already asked, and he said yes. Right, Jungkookie? You’ll stay?”

“Jungkook, if you have things to do, please, by all means, don’t feel obligated to stay. I’m sure you have better things to do than spend Valentine’s Day with us.”

He beamed a grin at Ha Joon, ruffling his hair. “Nah–I promised little man I’d stay.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

You and Jungkook put on the biggest fake smiles as you stared at one another across the table. The two of you watched Ha Joon prepare dinner and of course, he wouldn’t let anyone help him. You cringed when he dropped a piece of chocolate into the milk, swirling it around with a spoon. You didn’t have the heart to tell him you normally use chocolate syrup to make his favorite drink. But Ha Joon was so proud as he set down the bowls of Mac and cheese and chocolate milk.

“Bon appetit,” he announced with the biggest grin you’d seen. He took a bow before grabbing his usual bowl and a plastic cup of chocolate milk.

“Joon-ah.”

“Yes, mommy?”

“Where are you going? Aren’t you going to eat with us?”

“I’m going to eat in my room. This dinner is for you and Jungkook.”

With your mouth agape, you couldn’t believe that you were tricked by your own four-year-old. You tucked your hair behind your ear, looking down at the table before peering up at Jungkook. “Is this—a date?”

Jungkook had a closed-lip smile. “Looks like it.”

You were mortified and weren’t sure what to do at this point. “I’m so sorry about all of this. I have no idea what has gotten into him. Again, please feel free to leave. I’m definitely not paying you enough for doing stuff like this.”

Jungkook laughed. “You know I love spending time with you guys, right? This is better than sitting at home by myself, which is what I would’ve been doing anyway.”

It was hard to believe that someone who looked like Jungkook didn’t have any kind of plans for Valentine’s or maybe he just didn’t like the corporate made holiday. Either way, you felt bad for him hanging out with the two of you while he wasn’t on the clock.

“Well, thanks for um, indulging in Ha Joon’s shenanigans.”

“I’m always a willing participant.”

After dinner, came dessert which was popsicles, then painting. You thoroughly enjoyed painting because the thought was very cute and you just loved how Ha Joon’s mind worked. He made everyone paint each other how they saw the other person.

Ha Joon sneaked a glance at Jungkook’s painting. “Hey—you’re cheating.”

Jungkook moved the painting away from him. “I’m not cheating.”

“Yeah! You drew me and mommy. You were only supposed to paint mommy.”

He sighs. “Okay—I’m sorry I cheated but I wanted to paint both of you.”

“I wanna see.”

Jungkook turned his painting back toward you. It was a simple portrait of you and Ha Joon. He was sitting in your lap as your chin rested on top of his head, the two of you peering off to the side. Was there anything Jungkook wasn’t good at?

“It’s—” You were speechless. “Beautiful, Jungkook. Thank you.”

He handed the painting to you, so you could further explore the details of it.

“Okay, now that we are done with painting. It’s time for hide and seek.”

You set the painting down, turning to Ha Joon. “Baby, it’s getting late. How about we play hide and seek another time, hmm? I still have to give you a bath.”

“But mommy—” he pouted, crossing his arms as he turned away from you.

“Ha Joon-ah, we can play next time I come to watch you, okay? We gotta get you off to bed soon, bud.”

He stood up, stomping his way to his room, slamming the door behind him. Your eyes widened at how upset he was. If there was more time in the day, then of course you’d play but you were sure that Jungkook wanted to get home as well.

“Joon-ah!”

Jungkook reached for your arm. “Hey—I got this.”

You were used to being the bad guy, but you were also thankful Jungkook was around to ease the tension. You watched him head to Ha Joon’s room. There were nothing but mere whispers and then an anguished cry from Ha Joon.

Immediately, you ran into the room. Jungkook stood to give the two of you some space to talk. You kneeled next to Ha Joon’s bed. His head was buried in between his forearms which were resting on his knees.

“Sweetheart, what if I take the day off tomorrow and we can play hide and seek all day?”

Ha Joon’s teary, glazed eyes looked up at you. “Really?”

You hummed and smiled. The innocence this little person carried made your heart melt. It didn’t take much for him to be happy, and you had an inkling feeling about why he had been so upset. You had been working late hours again and didn’t have time to give him. Maybe that’s why he suggested his wish list tonight.

Ha Joon finally came to an agreement with you before you set him off to brush his teeth and get ready for bed. His bath will just wait until tomorrow.

You ruffled his hair when he came running back to his room. He yelled 'good night,' to Jungkook before he turned off the light.

Jungkook was always a great sport with Ha Joon. You weren't sure how you got so lucky with such a great nanny like him. Regardless, you were glad he was in your life.

He stood when he saw you approaching, and pocketed his phone into his pink pants. "Everything okay?" You nodded. "Good," the corners of his mouth curved up. "I should get going." He walked to the entryway, slipping his shoes on.

"Jungkook?" He hummed while looking up. "Thanks for indulging in Ha Joon's little wish list."

He laughed. "I'm happy to make dreams come true for little man," he said, opening the door.

You held the door, watching him leave, but he stopped and returned. "Did you forget something?"

"Happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day," you repeated.

"You look nice in red. You should wear it more often."

You grinned, shaking your head. "Goodnight Jungkook."

#jungkook fanfic #jungkook fic #jungkook fluff #fic: the nanny diaries #jungkook drabble #jungkook scenario #jungkook cute #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts fluff

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renazuku · 2 years ago

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this is me trying

part of the forever and always collection

IN WHICH; bakugou hasn't had the brightest past. in the moonlight, his regrets seem to cut a little deeper than usual. after failing to get his hero license, he can't help but feel lackluster to everyone else. he just wants people to know that he's trying.

PAIRING; bakugou katsuki x gn! reader

CONTAINS; reverse comfort, songfic, one mention of reader having romantic feelings for bakugou - disregard that and it can be read as platonic

WC; 1.6k words

BASED ON; this is me trying - taylor swift

A/N; the very first story in forever and always! yayyyy

They told me all of my cages were mental, so I got wasted like all my potential.

“Oh, c’mon!” Kaminari groaned when he saw the TV, dropping his joycon to the floor. “KIRBY WINS!” was onscreen, with a giggling Mina in front. “Someone get her outta here,” He complained. “I’m tired of fighting Kirby all the time!” Everyone was in the common room, hanging out and playing games before heading to bed. I was currently curled up on one of the couches, watching the matches taking place in the middle of the floorspace. It’s only been a couple of days since we received the results for our hero license exam, and the excited jitters have yet to depart.

I laughed. “Kaminari, just say you suck at Smash. Don’t worry, we won’t make fun of you…too much, at least.” I smile teasingly.

“Whatever. Someone else battle me.” He calls out.

“Kacchan, you should play!” Midoriya volunteers him. "You were really good when we were little.”

“Go against Bakugou?” Kaminari says. “Then get cussed out and have to deal with him yelling at me? No way! Kirishima, get over here!”

“Alright then!” Kirishima accepts with a grin as he stands up from his seat. As I watch him get up, my eyes land on Katsuki. His face was completely devoid of emotion, teeth clenched, blankly staring at the floor in front of him, despite what just happened. We’ve gotten closer as the year progressed, we’re even on a first name basis. Friends - not quite absolute best friends - but we were close either way. And lately…I feel like I’ve been feeling a little more than platonic feelings for him. It’s like he felt my gaze on him - he looked up and noticed my stare.

We made eye contact for a solid amount of time before I looked away, redirecting my focus to the battle between Kirishima’s Meta Knight and Kaminari’s Pikachu. Cheering came from both left and right, my classmates choosing a side. From the corner of my eye, I see Katsuki stand up without a word and exit the common room. He turns a corner, and he’s no longer in sight. I’m not the only one who noticed his exit though; Midoriya did too. His eyes peered over at me, knowing I also saw.

“Do you think he’s okay?” He mouths.

“I’ll check on him.” I mouth back. I stand from my place on the couch.

“Where ya going, Y/N?” Ochaco asks.

I fake a yawn. “Feeling tired.” I responded. “I think I’m gonna wind down in my dorm, maybe watch a few episodes of my show before heading to bed.”

“Oh, okay!” Ochaco smiles in response. “Rest well!”

The rest of the class says their brief goodbyes - except for Kirishima and Kaminari, their minds far too focused on the Nintendo game. How long have they been at that again? I laugh quietly to myself at the fact that they’re so devoted before leaving the common room. The hallways are dimly lit, but it isn’t affecting my vision too much. I climb the stairs to the fourth floor, where his room is located. I see a little bit of light from under his door, which means he’s still awake. It’s not much light, but at least I know I won’t be disturbing his sleep. I knock on his door, softly saying his name. “Katsuki?”

And my words shoot to kill when I’m mad…I have a lot of regrets about that.

I hear a little bit of shuffling before the door opens. “The hell do you want?” He asks, voice slightly smaller than usual, and without the sharp tone.

“You seemed a little…distracted earlier. Are you okay?” I try my hardest to make my voice as soft and gentle as possible.

He rolls his eyes at my question. “Why is that any of your business!?” He spits out.

Okay, wow. There’s the sharp tone. I take a breath to calm myself and remind myself not to take his tone to heart. “I dunno, just thought I’d check up on you. You know, as your friend.”

The word ‘friend’ seemed to catch him off guard with the way his eyes slightly widened before returning to their usual cold stare. “Fucking idiot.” He scowls. “Leave me alone. Go bother someone else with your stupid questions.” My brows furrow at his words, a little hurt that he didn’t even hesitate to cuss at me. I nod, about to walk away before I hear a sigh. “Wait.” He speaks, voice quiet and almost meek. I turn around to face him again. “I didn’t mean to insult you. I’m…sorry.” His eyes are downcast, regret filled.

What the hell?

Katsuki Bakugou, apologizing? What is happening? “Uh…” I seriously don’t know what to say. “It’s fine…” My voice trails off into the quiet hallway. Somehow, I can still hear everyone’s rowdiness from three floors above. The two of us stand there awkwardly for a few moments before Katsuki speaks again. This time, his eyes are looking into mine.

“I’ve been frustrated. The whole hero license shit.” He mutters out. “Sorry for raising my voice.”

I offer a small smile “I understand. You wanna…talk about it?"

He stands there for a moment, seemingly thinking about my offer. He nods wordlessly and moves out of the doorway, silently inviting me in.

I was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere.

Fell behind on my classmates, and I ended up here.

I sat on the foot of his bed as he leaned against a wall. “So, what’s up?” I ask.

“Just been so fuckin’ upset.” He growls out.

“About?”

“About everything!’ His voice raised. “About the stupid hero exam. About Deku, that stupid fucking nerd. I can’t believe he passed but I didn’t!” I knew that he and Midoriya had known each other for a while, but I never knew past the surface level. I asked him about it once, but I laid off after I saw how annoyed he looked.

“You’re mad about Izuku passing the exam?” I raise an eyebrow.

“Yes, for fucks sake!” He stops leaning against the wall and instead ops for angrily pacing around the room. “Between the two of us, I was the one who had potential. I was the one who was ahead of the curve. I was stronger!” His volume grew. “And then he passes!? And I don’t!? And almost all of you stupid extras pass…it pisses me off!”

“Do you know why you didn’t pass?” I ask him, trying to find a way for me to somewhat comfort him.

“Said it was because I was too harsh.” He spits out. He takes a seat next to me on his bed, head in his hands as he tugged on his hair.“It’s stupid. God, so stupid.”

“Well, I guess sometimes you do need to be more gentle-”

“I’m trying!” He cuts me off with a yell, heading shooting up. “Fuck, I’m trying!” His voice falters, his breaths heavy. “Everyone tells me the same thing! Be more kind, be more empathetic, learn your manners, cool off! And I swear to God, I’m trying!”

I look at him, eyes wide. His own are starting to get glossy. My lips part to try and say something, but no words come out.

“Can’t they see?” He yells, frustrated. He started pacing again. “I know I’ve fucked up. I know I wasn’t the best person, but I swear. I’m trying to change! I’m not the same person I was before, but no one sees me as anything different! All they see me as is the stupid, angry, spiky haired blond guy who can’t be nice for shit.”

He sat down next to me once again. “There’s no way for me to make it clear that I’m trying. To them, I’ll always be the stupid, angry one.” His voice cracked a little, letting the true gravity of his emotions slip through. “There’s no point. Nothing’s ever gonna change.

“Oh, Katsuki..” I say softly. I had no idea that this was how he felt. He felt like his efforts were going unnoticed, like we only see him as an angry boy. “If it makes you feel better, I noticed a difference.”

His eyes looked at me in surprise. “You did?”

“Yeah.” I smile at him. “Earlier, when you swore at me. You apologized almost immediately. It caught me a little off guard, but I appreciated the apology. That says a lot, you know.” I told him.

“It does?” His voice was soft, almost timid. A complete left turn from what most people in our class are used to.

“It does!” I say in a cheerful-ish tone. A part of me wishes that I could take my cheerfulness and transfer it to him. Maybe it’d make him feel better. “If you weren’t trying to change, would you apologize to me? Or would you say nothing at all and go about your day? If you didn’t feel at least a little guilty and realized what you did was wrong, why would you apologize?”

He said nothing, like he was silently urging me to talk more.

“I think that little things like that really mean a lot.” I told him. “It really shows that you’re making the effort. And I think that’s important.”

He cracks a small smile.

“You’re trying, Katsuki.” I place my hand on his arm. “In your own way, you’re trying. Keep trying, and everyone else will catch on too.” I reassure him.

He takes a deep breath. “Yeah, I am trying to make the effort. Don’t wanna be seen as a shitty pro hero. I wanna beat the villains with my actual strength, not my words.”

I giggle at his statement. “You do that, Katsuki. Keep it up.”

“Yeah,” He starts. He seems much more at ease now.

“I am trying.”

I just wanted you to know that this is me trying.

At least I’m trying.

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader

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cauli-flawa · 3 months ago

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2. 🗣️: Does your OC speak more than one language? If they do, what languages do they speak and how did they learn them?

5. 📚: What kinds of books would your OC like to read? Do they have a favorite genre?

9. 🪞: Does your OC have a mirror counterpart? If so, what is their mirror counterpart like?

16. 📺: If the anime got a reboot or if there was another Kirby TV show, do you have any ideas for episodes that your OC could appear in? What would the plot be and what role would your OC play?

19. 💫: What is your OC’s favorite place to visit on Popstar?

For Dotty and Tille (but u can include any other oc u want :3)

(i know this is meant for dotty and tille but ive included pami and lafaye and others too...)

2. Does your OC speak more than one language? If they do, what languages do they speak and how did they learn them?

Neither Dotty nor Tille speak any other language outside of galactic common.

Pami uses galactic common too, but it's not her first language - she doesn't remember anything about her first language.

Lafaye is nonverbal and prefers sign language. She's not good at galactic common. Her first language is considered a dead language.

Venus is essentially 100 souls in a trench coat, so she is theoretically multilingual.

5. What kinds of books would your OC like to read? Do they have a favorite genre?

I'm gonna start with Pami and Lafaye, who like reading more

Pami has found a new purpose as a library volunteer. She has an interest for reading, mainly about history and fantasy.

Lafaye can read too, and she only looks at magazines about artifacts

Dotty is barely literate

As for Tille...

He stays up at night reading fanfiction. He used to save photos of his favorite characters on his phone

Key word: used to.

9. Does your OC have a mirror counterpart? If so, what is their mirror counterpart like?

So I may have changed my headcanons for how the mirrorverse works, as well as Spotty's design

Anyways, this is Spotty now! They are just as edgy, miserable and rabid as they were before. Spotty is a fighting dog owned by an underground criminal group.

Whether there are mirror variants for pami, lafaye and tille depends on whether they looked into the dimensional mirror.

16. If the anime got a reboot or if there was another Kirby TV show, do you have any ideas for episodes that your OC could appear in? What would the plot be and what role would your OC play?

i havent watched the anime lol

But I can imagine an episode where Dotty is sent to King Dedede as a stealthy secret agent who travels through shadows.

It would be similar to the episode with Chilly - Dotty is initially supposed to assassinate Kirby, but doesn't want to, and either dies at the end or gets to live as a resident of Cappy Town

19. What is your OC’s favorite place to visit on Popstar?

Uhhhhh doing a quick search on the kirby wiki

I think Dotty would really love Nature Notch

I mean, look at all of these different places to explore!!

I also think Dotty would like the great cave offensive. They have a natural intuition when it comes to maze-like areas. Plus, there's so much treasure to find there.

wait--

Anyways: Tille, on the other hand, is not a nature-loving kind of guy. His favorite places on Popstar include inside the Lor Starcutter and Susie Haltmann's vacation home/skyscraper/Glorified Ice Cream Machine (which doesnt exist in canon. i made it up lol)

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lavelans · 2 months ago

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i will write up a longer post abt my full thoughts on the game but some messy disjointed and unhinged spoiler thoughts under the cut.

but first a picture of one of my save files to accurately represent how i feel atm

first of all. that varric reveal??? i can’t believe i didn’t see it sjdks i was like why does no one come to visit varric to make conversation. he keeps sleeping he’s still so tired and banged up even after all that time passed (in retrospect the fact that neve/harding’s wounds healed over time and his didn’t should have been a huge clue)

when they said regret is a prominent theme they weren’t lying holy fuck. a really interesting contrast to inquisition (where there were no stakes), esp how i got davrin killed :’) i had so many regrets but i didn’t reload bc if i did harding would probably have died and that would hurt me just as bad, esp with her having romanced taash

the lucanis romance has been unreal. i have been playing through all the different options esp the last few scenes and like. all of them are so fucking lovely. worth the (4 year?) wait my heart is so fucking full

i will dissect them further but like. the confidence this man has. and how it bleeds into his feelings for rook. “if all the gods have to die for you, it’s a small price to pay” “tell me this ends with me asleep in your arms, and i will kill any god you ask” dhdkhsjdkshdjehd how am i supposed to be normal about this. holy fuck. thank you mary kirby for my life

also it’s so insane how some ppl’s theories on what would happen to solas actually came true like!!! it’s real!!!! wtf!!!! and icb i actually get to have my headcanon of solas and lavellan traveling/living a quiet life together (presumably). another thing that was worth the 10 year wait goddd

although i thought they were going to use mythal’s essence to be the substitute for the veil. and for like a split second i thought morrigan was gonna merge with the mythal essence and volunteer i was like skdjsns girl no

but ultimately i was satisfied with the ending i got 🥹 though it did make me curious how it would have ended if trickery or solas boss fight happened. (i will also say solas absolutely obliterating enemies alongside you was so hot of him)

#shut up kat #kat plays dav #dav spoilers #veilguard spoilers

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doctorknightley · 1 year ago

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Who: Knightley, Mo Reyes, Kirby Where: Eagan and Mo's house Summary: When you're so desperate for relationship advice you go to Knightley and Kirby. Also Kirby gets first aid on their foot. Neat.

TW: foot injury

Knightley helped Kirby onto the couch, while Mo put a towel on the coffee table. Bringing Kirby's foot up he set it down on the towel once they'd pushed the table closer. "Alright so our lovely patient here has agreed to volunteer for you to get more training," Knightley began, "We're just doing some cleanup today, and making sure there's no signs of infection. Also working on your bedside manner." Glancing at Kirby he raised a brow, "How's the pain been? That tea Zarina gave you helping to keep it manageable?" As much as he liked Mo he wasn't about to bring attention to what kind of medications they had at the Commune.

Moving in with Eagan had helped Mo out in multiple ways. He got to see his favorite person and he had a more private setting to work with Knightley. The nursing home had him busy all the time and the Commune had them both waiting on approval for him to be allowed in. As he watched Knightley unwrap Kirby's foot he winced, "Shit man it really did go straight through." At the look Knightley shot at him, he cleared his throat, "I mean, it looks red and bruised, but I don't see any infection. So you're healing good?" The last part is more of a question as he glances at Knightley to get a nod of confirmation.

Knightley asked Kirby to do this and of course they agreed, with the agreement being to help them get the hell over there so they didn't have to walk the entire way. that would've been annoying and kind of painful. they chuckled at Mo and the wince, "pain's been fine. long as i'm not on it for a long time then the tea keeps the pain down to a minimum." they said putting their hands behind their head. "and yes, yes it did. can't tell you how weird it felt feeling it go in then immediately go out."

Knightley had to resist the urge to sigh when Mo cursed, he knew he had decent care for the residents, but he had a habit of letting his thoughts slip through on occasion. Setting the first aid kit next to their foot, he pulled out a pair of gloves for himself and Mo, sliding his own on as they did. "We don't always have things to help with pain, keeping people talking is a good distraction," Knightley explained as motioned for Mo to take Kirby's foot so he could guide him through cleaning it. "You tell Teddy yet, or you actually go with the stubbing your toe lie?" he asked, giving them a curious look.

Mo took the gloves pulling them on as he carefully picked up Kirby's foot following Knightley's instructions and taking note of the damage as well as how to treat it. His eyes glanced up at Kirby giving a low whistle, "Yea bet it felt weird, worse thing I've gotten hit with a golf club by my nephew when he was like 6. Was trying to take it from him and he knocked a tooth out." At the mention of Teddy he gets back to work before asking, "You and Teddy are dating right? Or is he like trying to date the cop?"

Kirby was watching the both of them, it was a little weird if they had to admit but it was a feeling they’d get over quickly the more they talked and got comfortable with Mo around. “oh yeah i told him, there was no way i was getting away with lying when my foot looks like that.” they said, gesturing to it. “this isn’t even the worst i’ve had, i used to work at a bar for five years so you can imagine some of the shit that went down there.” At the mention of Teddy trying to date the cop, Kirby chuckled and shook their head some. “Yeah him and i are dating, we have an open relationship though so he knows I don't care if he flirts with other people and he doesn’t care if i do it too.”

Knightley chuckled, "Please tell me you didn't actually show him your foot, isn't he squeamish with blood?" He vaguely recalls either Kirby or Teddy mentioning it to him at some point. While he'd been fairly satisfied with the patch up job he'd done, it still wasn't great to look at while it healed. Some injuries tended to look worse before they finally started looking better again. He's keeping an eye on Mo while also watching Kirby for any signs that the pain has worsened, as much as he can stay neutral it is harder to treat friends he's learned.

Mo was going slower than he liked but he wanted to make sure he did a good job, he didn't want to be the reason Kirby's foot fell off or something. "You work at the post office right? Bar life not for you anymore then?" It's hard to imagine what a bar outside Huntsville was like, he'd been stuck here before he'd been legally old enough to drink. "Never been anywhere but here, use to the daytime drinking," he admitted shrugging. At their explanation he nods in understanding, "Oh ok, so like same shit Knightley and Z got going on," he says, feeling their cheek heat up slightly when he recalls how he'd found out about their situation. "Honestly being open sounds pretty good, mean sex is cool, but I uh…only one person dating feels like it makes sense for me." Ok he needs to shut up, he's being way too personal, "Teddy helped my sister with her kid a couple times, good guy. Y'all known each other long?"

“oh god no, i did offer just to tease him and i swear he went ghostly white at just the thought of seeing it.” the talking was enough of a distraction for Kirby that they couldn’t even really tell that Mo was working on their foot. other than a tiny wince that happened every so often and could only really tell if you were looking at their face. Kirby nodded, “I do but i guess i chose this cause it felt like easy rations.” Kirby admitted then smiled. “yeah actually, a lot like them. Knightley telling me about him and z was actually the reason I brought it up to teddy. I just felt more comfortable with it like this and he was willing to give it a shot, it’s been working so far i think.” they shrugged. it was working out for them this way and Kirby was grateful for that. “since i got here basically so around three years almost. I have no interest in dating anyone else if I'm honest. I just like having the opportunity to have sex whenever since we don’t live together.”

"I should teach you what to check for in case of concussions," Knightley deadpanned, but there was a grin threatening to form on his face. He was trying to keep his composure but he could clearly picture Kirby antagonizing Teddy with his foot. The mental image managed to get a chuckle out of him. "Honestly you keep that up and he will hit his head on something when he faints," he quipped. Glancing at Mo as he worked he raised a brow at his questions, his eyes drifting around the house they were at. While them moving in together wasn't strange, they also hadn't mentioned any other changes which did have him curious.

Mo hummed in thought as he started rewrapping Kirby's foot. He vaguely knows the details with Knightley and Z, coworkers to relationship from what they understand. Kirby's situation seemed closer to his own, "So friends to dating then? The good old romcoms tropes?" He jokes trying to keep it under wraps how much he wants to ask more questions. They also seemed to have been right, or Kirby had a high pain tolerance, either way talking had made the patch up job easier. "Y'all planning on living together eventually? That one dude who fought with Teddy left right?" Maybe he should have told Eagan before moving in together, he thought to himself.

“oh please i tease him but he knows i won’t actually show him no matter how much he asks and if i ever do his ass will be firmly planted on the couch anyway.” Kirby laughed knowing there was no way they could help teddy to his feet in the case he did actually faint so any teasing was done while they were sitting down. “yeah something like that, he was my best friend before we started dating. well, one of them and he still is so.” they shrugged and rolled their eyes at the mention of Toni even though it wasn’t by name it was obvious who Mo was asking about. “his ass left yeah, good riddance in my opinion.” Kirby crossed their arms over their chest and slouched down a bit, biting the inside of their cheek irritated again about how all that went down. “but i don’t know, maybe. I like living at the commune but i also like having the privacy with him over at his place. I'd say later down the road when we’re together for longer I might change my mind on him moving in or me moving out but I like how things are right now.”

"Smart, if he passed out forward probably full on crush you," Knightley quipped. He adjusted the bandages around Kirby's foot, showing Mo how to properly tighten it without causing too much discomfort. At the mention of Toni he let Mo finish up, glancing at Kirby. After the faire his personal opinion of Toni wasn't high, preferring to limit his contact with the man to work only. His brow furrowed at the look on Kirby's face, "He did actually leave you alone like he said he was going to, right?" He asked, wondering if he'd missed something.

Mo glanced between the two as he started repacking up the first aid kit. Taking his gloves off he plopped down on the other end of the couch. He knew Toni and Teddy got into a fight or something, "Toni was trash talking you at the faire right?" He shook his head, the both guys were friends with Celia, he was hoping they were at least civil when around her. "He's friends with my sister, but he hasn't been around much. Figured it was cause Commune kept him busy or whatever."

“nope.” Kirby said quickly. “he tried to apologize but shit was said long story short i told him to shove the apology up his ass. i don’t really want to get into everything he said.” especially because they knew they weren’t innocent in it either and said stuff they shouldn’t, they were more anxious than anything at others starting to think they were a bad person because of it all. “he was yeah, some petty shit he had with teddy I'm pretty sure about your sister i guess. i don’t remember all of it but it was once again Toni trying to act like some big fucking macho man from what i gathered and do remember.”

Knightley stared, feeling his jaw clench, "Well least he said it to your face this time, I'll give him that," he grumbled. Getting off the floor he opted for the arm chair near the couch. "Glad things with Teddy are going well at least, bit of a rough start there for a minute," he said grimacing at how that day at the Ren faire had gone.

Mo felt like he'd stepped into something, but wasn't completely sure whether it was interesting or just awkward. His brow furrowed at the mention of Celia being one of the reasons, "She's got enough shit on her plate, least they've kept her out of it." As long as they both kept it that way he wouldn't have to get involved. "So is it weird now for you guys? Going from just friends to dating?" Figures they should fully change the topic. Reaching into his jacket pocket he pulls out a tin case. "Don't have tea for pain, but got weed. Or could see what we got at the bar if you rather that," Mo offered figuring he owed Kirby for letting him be their practice patient.

“said it to my face where everyone else at the commune could hear if they wanted to.” Kirby mumbled mostly to themselves and ran a hand through their hair before sitting up again. they only nodded at the mention of keeping Celia out of it, as far as they knew it was going to stay that way anyway. “not really, we act the same as we did when we were just friends now we’ve just got a label on it instead.” Kirby shrugged and looked at their foot then back at mo. “honestly pains manageable right now but I'm not gonna say no to free weed.” they said with a grin.

"Should have left his nose stay broken," Knightley grumbled to himself. He was good at keeping his emotions under control, but Toni had managed to annoy him enough with his interactions with Kirby. Glancing at Mo he raised a brow at how interested they were in Kirby and Teddy's relationship. "So how's living with Eagan? Didn't even tell me you were planning on that."

Mo took out his lighter after popping open the tin. Alcohol was still his main choice, but hanging with Val had him stocking up. Taking a slow drag, he leaned over to hand the joint and lighter to Kirby. He held the smoke before blowing it out, "What label do you have?" Glancing at Knightley he felt his cheeks flush as they shrugged, "It's fine and it just kind of happened. I was bitching about them stealing the sheets and then she's asking me if I want my own room here. So I have one now."

Kirby took the lighter and joint from Mo to take their own hit now, taking a long and what they felt like a much needed drag from it. they handed it back over to him and slouched back on the couch again, stretching a bit as they exhaled the smoke and shrugged. “boyfriends, i told him i don’t care if he refers to me as his boyfriend or partner but that’s essentially it. he’s my boyfriend and I'm his.” they hadn’t talked a whole lot about their relationship with anyone yet so it was taking some getting used to. “so you bitched about some sheets and now you live here huh? iiiiinteresting.” Kirby teased with a grin and glanced at Knightley.

When Mo held the joint and lighter to him, Knightley shook his head receiving a shrug back as the younger man took another hit. One of them should probably stay sober he mused, before glancing at Kirby, feeling a genuine smile on his face at how happy they seemed with Teddy. There was a small part of him that still felt guilty for how things had played out, but seeing them doing well was making it fade over time. Catching the look, his smile slid into a smirk as he glanced at Mo, "And here I thought you falling asleep on them at the faire was a one time thing," he quipped, "Complaining about sheet stealing, the two of you sound so domestic."

Mo had been in the middle of inhaling when he saw the grin on Kirby's face, pulling it away from his mouth he coughed awkwardly, hitting his chest with his first. Practically shoving the joint and lighter back at Kirby, "And here I was actually starting to like you," he grumbled feeling his face heat up even more. Glancing at Knightley they glared at him, "Shut the fuck up, we're not domestic. We're…" trailing off they shrugged mildly frustrated, "Fuck if I know, but it ain't domestic, you're domestic. Both of you are, with your romcom ass relationships."

Kirby grabbed the joint with a laugh and shrugged a bit, taking another big puff from it themselves. “don’t lie, you still like me. who else is gonna give you experience on bandaging someone up?” they looked over at Knightley as if to confirm that this does in fact happen a lot. “hey at least we can admit that we’re domestic. that why you kept asking me all those questions? cause you wanna be domestic with them hmmm?”

Knightley gave a serious nod, "Exactly Kirby is the perfect patient," he said before the grin broke through as he chuckled. Glancing at Kirby he shook his head, "We're going to give Teddy a heart attack." Turning back to Mo he raised a brow at the romcom comment, part of him wanted to argue but then again after the faire incident it had felt like some dramatic romance novel.

Mo was glaring at his lap, his cheeks felt like they were on fire as he shot Kirby another look. "If you weren't my patient and my guest I'd tackle you off this couch," he grumbled though there wasn't any heat behind his words. Squirming on his end of the couch he pressed his hands against his eyes, "Man I don't fucking know, they've been my best friend for like 8 years. They don't do relationships at least I don't think she does. And all my shits just been casual for like ever now, so how the fuck do I even bring it up."

"thank you." Kirby grinned back at Knightley and shook their head. "probably but he knows i don't get hurt on purpose, he signed up to be with my accident prone ass it's fine." they chuckled and was going to hand the joint back to Mo but was trying not to laugh at how red his face had gotten. "damn, you could cook an egg off your cheeks right now. oh you are so down bad for this person huh?" they laughed finally and threw a pillow towards him. "do it you won't, I still got three more working limbs." though they both knew if Mo even tried, Knightley would only have to shoot either of them a look and they'd stop. "I can tell you what not to do, aka, don't try and use your best friend to make her jealous cause it will back fire in your face. probably."

"He did sign up for that, well least you're still under warranty for me to patch you up," Knightley quipped, "Or could go with our local tomato over here." He probably should cut the younger man some slack, but he was also having too much watching him get increasingly flustered over all this. At the mention of what not to do, he held back a groan leaning his head back against the chair. While he'd been thinking about those events he'd been avoiding voicing them. "Agreed, do not do that. It will end awkwardly for all involved. As well as cause anxiety all around." Did he and Zarina decide to go public partly based on those events? Yes. Would he have rather had them come to that conclusion from literally anything else? Also yes.

Mo grunted when the pillow hit the side of his head, grabbing it he'd been tempted to say fuck it to proper bedside manner and whack Kirby anyway when he actually listened to what the two were saying. Glancing between them he set the pillow in his lap as his brow furrowed, "Wait aren't you two best friends or whatever?" Turning to look at Kirby he stared before a smirk formed on his face, "Dude did you seriously try and use Knightley to make him jealous? The romcom thing was suppose to be a joke, but holy shit." Glancing between them again he laughed and shook his head, "Using a doctor to make the small town guy jealous, damn dude that really is right out of a shitty romance novel."

“if i went with the local tomato then you’d be the one upset, don’t lie. i made that promise for a reason remember?” Kirby raised their eyebrow at Knightley only to start laughing again and shook their head. Mo's jokes mixed with Knightley's comment made their own cheeks go red but this time more from embarrassment of the entire situation, it wasn’t their proudest moment of ideas. they slumped into the couch more and crossed their arms again, pouting slightly. “shut up. it worked didn’t it?” not in the way any of them were hoping. “plus I said don’t do that, as in it backfired on me massively because I love teddy but he ended up thinking i was dating Knightley and not interested in him when it was the other way around and it was just one big awkward mess when we could’ve just talked and been honest with each other instead.” then again Kirby was the last person to willingly talk about their feelings with anyone.

"He's practically my protégé now, it be like going to the smaller version of me," Knightley quipped, "Though he's still on probation so I'm overseeing." If he was honest he'd still prefer to treat Kirby himself, but it was practical to know someone else could do it if needed. It was his turn for his face to flush, running a hand through his hair, having to explain things to Teddy had been an odd experience but least he had taken the hint. "You know talking about how it worked out might be sending mix signals, even if you two are in love now," he said giving them an amused smile.

Mo reached over to snatch the joint and lighter back, "I'm not that much shorter than you asshole," he grumbled. Taking a slow drag he managed one wobbly smoke circle. "So don't make them jealous, but if I did it could work out," they said shaking their head, "He's right I'm getting mixed signals." Grinning at Kirby they tossed the pillow back at them, "What are you pouting about, you're in loooove," he said stretching the word out obnoxiously, "Who knew you were such a marshmallow?"

Kirby hadn’t realized what they said and used the pillow to hide their face instead. “shut uuuuuuup,” they groaned out but it was muffled. they looked up now only to give Knightley a glare before moving it to Mo, deciding to throw the pillow back at him since he was the closest. except this time they aimed for his head and got up from the couch. “you know what? screw you guys I'm going back to the commune.” Kirby became to hobble their way towards the door since they still couldn’t put pressure on that foot yet and resorted to hopping.

Knightley felt a grin form, chuckling to himself as he watched the two go back and forth at each other. Getting up when Kirby did, it barely took a few steps to scoop them up in his arms. Opting instead to set them in the arm chair before taking their spot on the couch. "If you really wanna head back we can, but the hopping is just gonna ruin all the clean up we did," he still had an amused grin on his face as he looked at them. Glancing at Mo he raised a brow, "As funny as this is, Kirby isn't wrong about communicating. Eagan isn't unreasonable, unhinged maybe but you've been friends this long."

Mo grunted when the pillow hit him in the face, having been in the middle of another drag. Coughing he cleared his throat as he laughed, "Dude was that a South Park reference?" At Knightley's comment, he fiddled with the joint setting it back into the tin, stuffing both items in his pocket. "Yea we've been friends a while, which is why I don't wanna fuck things up. I just started living here, don't wanna make it weird, you know?"

“why must you be so fucking tall, this is unfair.” Kirby complained as Knightley scooped them and moved them to the chair instead. “I'm calling height disadvantage, if you were closer to my height I would’ve made it so much farther.” still they decided to get comfortable in the chair, sitting sideways on it and throwing their feet over the side to look at the both of them. “what? I've never actually seen south park before so I'm gonna go with no.” Kirby chuckled. they didn’t know Eagan or at least we’ll enough to have a judgement on how they were as a person but he figured if Knightley got along with her then they were probably cool. “you two sleep in the same bed sometimes despite you having your own room yeah? dude i doubt you’d be able to make it weird while that’s happening and worst case if it does get weird you can always just move out again.”

"Genetics, maybe I just stretched growing up a lot more than you or drank enough milk," Knightley deadpanned. Cocking his head to the side, he shrugged, a grin slipping back on his face, "Maybe you would have won at archery if I was closer to your height."

Mo felt his face flush at the reminder of how his nights went now. "I mean Yea I guess, we switch between rooms. Or I'll still crash at my sister's." Considering his social circle was less than a handful of people, talking about feelings was new and he's wasn't sure how he liked it. He flinched at the moving out comment which probably should have been a sign. "Feelings suck dude, I'm signing up to be a duck. Just toss myself into a pond."

“well whoever the fuck my parents are must’ve drew the short end of the stick, literally, cause if i was taller i’d be unstoppable.” Kirby glared at Knightley once again, remembering how they’d lost at archery by a single stupid point. “smothering you with a pillow is looking real good right now.” then they flipped him the bird before looking back at mo. “why would you wanna be the game warden?” Kirby teased knowing that they might be the only one who actually got that joke. “but yeah, they do suck. you just gotta deal with them sometimes or you can bottle them up for the rest of your life until you eventually explode. your choice.” they said casually with a grin.

Knightley chuckled, "Well least you can reach my face when I'm sitting." He raised a brow at Kirby's joke and shook his head, "That was terrible even for you." Cocking his head to the side he glanced between the two, "Huh, that was genuine advice, I'm impressed," turning back to Mo he shrugged, "They're not wrong it's your call. But considering how miserable you look might want to do something about it."

Mo was snickering watching the two, enjoying them bickering instead of talking. Least until Kirby's focus was back on him. Leaning his head back it was their turn to shrug. "Yea I'll think about it," he grumbled, "I'm getting way less sober, I'm making popcorn and putting a movie so y'all quit nagging me."

#//not me realizing two of these people only go by one name #//dead #thread: kirby #thread: mo

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mydewottwantstofightme · 2 years ago

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Ok, so a Ranger is helping us prepare for dealing with this Hydreigon and is debriefing us.

First of all, yes, it is Ghetsis’ Hydreigon (called it), but it didn’t “get released” as much as it moreso “violently escaped” (when tracking them shattered Pokeball remains were found, and the leftover chip recorded the trainer ID as Ghetsis, so yeah). So we’re dealing with a very violent, very abused, and very powerful Hydreigon currently. Not a good combo if I’m being honest.

As for the team helping take care of this, well, I’ll do a play by play:

The Ranger who will be helping lead us in this whole expedition, Flint, is bringing along his Cryogonal partner to help act as support, bringing up Reflect and Acid Armor to take hits as well as sending Confuse Rays and Ice Beams to hinder the Heidreigon (I feel weird calling him “the Heidreigon” all the time, so I’m just gonna call him “Kirby” from now on). Flint will also see if he can styler any local Pokémon to help pacify Kirby, but unfortunately not a lot of strong Pokémon are in the region so he doesn’t have a lot to work with.

Next we have Marty, the Fighting Type Breeder (guy I’ve known for a while, his Riolu and Torrent spar every now and then). He’s bringing along his Heracross, Lucario, and Mienshao. He plans on hitting Kirby hard and quick, and dipping out before he can become a target. His Pokémon will be great for this, especially considering this is his original team he trained with Marshal for a bit before Marshal became an elite four member.

Then we have Natasha, my Paldean neighbor (Torrent and her Tinkaton Athena traded weapons once, didn’t end as badly as expected). Along with Athena, she also has a Kingambit and Orthworm (new Pokémon to me, all of which are fairly intimidating). Apparently she was on her way to becoming a Champion Rank trainer in Paldea but never got fully certified, and she gave away her original competitive team except her steel types. Her plan is to take as many hits from Kirby as possible, and try to wear him down. She’s gonna have Athena bring in Thunder Wave to help further pacify Kirby as well.

And then there’s me. The guy who kinda just has a Volcarona with Dazzling Gleam (Nova), a Dewott who knows all the moves (Torrent), and a Cinccino with Skill Link, triple axel, and a King’s Rock (Queen). If someone more qualified had volunteered, they would be here right now, and not me. Anyway, game plan is to have Torrent prep Copycat, Ice Beam, Sacred Sword, and Aqua Jet. We don’t know what kind of power Kirby might be working with so Copycat may be helpful, Aqua Jet will allow Torrent to zip in and out of danger easy, and Ice Beam + Sacred Sword are just good moves. Meanwhile while everyone’s preoccupying Kirby, Nova is gonna set up Quiver Dance to try and take out Kirby with one good Dazzling Gleam. Queen will also be using her multi hit attacks + ability to halt opponents thanks to her King’s rock to help guard Nova. She should only know Multi Hit Moves currently, but she did stop by the house to use a TM. I don’t know what TM so I’m hoping it’s a damn good contingency.

But if all goes wrong, I bought everyone a Smoke Bomb so that if they need to, they can escape quickly.

I’m terrified. But someone has to deal with Kirby. If I don’t post tomorrow, assume I’m either hospitalized or dead, and give all my belongings to Queen. I’d give them to Torrent but I think Queen has better financial knowledge.

#pkmn irl #pokemedia #pkmn rp #pokemon #pokeblogging #pokemon irl #pokeblr #unreality #unreality cw #ghetsis’s hydreigon storyline

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askbrothgoldie · 1 month ago

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Broth: Forgive this poor puffball for asking, Kirby Community. But... Um... I'm not an OC because I'm not my author. And I'm not an FC because that light has been killed... by you guys more-or-less, that or a lack of interest. So... What am I? Just... a character? If that's the case, then maybe I should go into frozen asset storage for a while. Unless someone wants to volunteer for it to be okay for it to not be the case. But that clearly isn't happening. I know how 'passionate' you guys are and how 'stubborn' my author is, and yes, I have to use a positive word for you guys and a negative word for my own author or else you won't even attempt to hear me out. Shoot, you're drowning me out with a TikTok video right now, aren't you? .. Community... don't sell me a papercut and tell me you were drinking from your mug the entire time! I'm not 2 1/2 anymore. I'm 3 1/2. I don't swing that way. As much. So, if it would be okay, I'm on vacation. You probably noticed that my logo is absent in the YouTube dashboard. Anyway, yeah... um... you'd pretty much have to force me to not take a vacation in order to get to my author through me... that's not happening. Why don't you try Edge? Or even Kirbonado? ... Still not responding huh? Typical... I'm going to be polite. I don't know what you guys did to deserve an apology, but I'm sorry. Just take these two cents of thought and be on your way. Thank you. As for not making sprites, what we have here is a clear case of 'how much land do you have?'; no matter how hard my author tries, you guys will make it a goal to require your services in order to get anything done. No wonder he isn't a fan anymore. So, please, just take the apology, your victory, and move on. - "He's done. He's done zapping, now move along" - Dee-Dee as a Game Master.

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daydreamerdrew · 4 months ago

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Comics read this past week:

Marvel Comics:

the Nick Fury story in Strange Tales (1951) #145

This 12-page story was published in March 1966. It credits Stan Lee as the writer, though the Grand Comics Database lists Jack Kirby as an uncredited co-plotted. The layouts were drawn by Jack Kirby, which were penciled by Don Heck, and then inked by Micky Demeo.

It’s a common joke in Sgt. Fury and his Howling Commandoes (1963) for Dum Dum Dugan to reference a negative quality of his wife or mother-in-law. In this story he pretends to be interested in what young Jasper Sitwell can teach him, and when Jasper takes him seriously, Dum Dum thinks, “He’s dumber’n my mother-in-law! He thinks I meant it!” This is the first instance of that joke in the non-WWII comics, and, I suppose, the first indication that Dum Dum is still married in the 60s despite not liking his wife or her mother.

Jasper says about Nick, “I think the Colonel is great, Agent Dugan! He’s so forceful! So dynamic! He’s been my idol since I was a stripling!” Dum Dum says, “Personally, I useta go for Betty Grable!”

One of the villain’s henchmen says, “The hand of SHIELD has many fingers.”

It’s stated that Nick has a “specially-built Porche 904.”

Jasper questions Nick being “in the open… exposed to attack like this!” Nick says, “Why not? I gotta earn my salary some way!”

When Jasper pulls an “infra-red blaster” out quickly, Nick thinks, “Gotta hand it to the kid! He’s fast… ‘n he’s sure!”

Nick thinks, while fighting, “Gotta get up… I gotta..! Even if I’m licked… SHIELD will go on fightin’… and we’ll beat ‘im in the end, but… if I can finish ‘im now.. I’ll save a lotta innocent lives! I can’t… let ‘em.. down..!”

S.H.I.E.L.D. is said by one agent to be “the fastest-moving, most heavily-armed law-enforcement task force there is!”

And Nick says, of S.H.I.E.L.D., “we ain’t been beat yet… and we ain’t gonna be, so long as I’m ramroddin’ this outfit!

The Grand Comics Database notes for the Nick Fury story in the previous issue, which was Jasper Sitwell’s first appearance, says that Jasper “was reportedly based on Roy Thomas.” I didn’t like that and thought it was mean because all that was set up for Jasper’s relationship with Nick in that story was Nick finding him overbearing and annoying. So I appreciated seeing in this story that Nick actually likes Jasper even though he’s over-confident and socially-naive.

Captain America: Dead Men Running (2002) #1-3

These issues were published across January 2002 to March 2002. All were written by Darko Macan. Issues #1-2 were drawn by Danijel Zezelj, issue #3 was drawn by Derek Hess, and all were colored by Matt Madden. All were 22 pages.

I was overall not interested in the story of this miniseries, but the ending was genuinely surprising in a way that wasn’t cheap, which made it interesting.

One of the soldiers explains his backstory in issue #12, that his great-grandfather is “eighty-two, he will never die, and he met [Captain America] ages ago. He was in France or China. Someplace overseas… Wherever it was, he’s never forgotten it, never shut up about the damned Captain. Probably had wet dreams about him. So he made his son volunteer for Vietnam. Probably still blames him for getting killed there. That’s why my father ran away. Left behind a letter saying he’d preferred dying a civilian. Left me, too. Great-granddad swore he’d make a super-soldier out of me. He beat me every time I failed to live up to Captain America’s example. He beat me every day.” Then this soldier angrily asks Steve, “D’you see what you do to people? D’you see what you did to me?!”

Also, the disgruntled soldier is skeptical that “you just wake up one day and decide to be a hero,” saying, “Let me tell you… it doesn’t work!” Steve says, “No. But you can wake up… and decide… that, no matter what- you will… not… be scum.”

In issue #3 another soldier, who had been trying to flee danger, questions Steve’s humanity. He asks, “What do you know about being a man? What do you know about fear?” This is because he realizes it never occurred to Steve to run away, and because “You are a blue-eyed super-soldier hero! You are picture perfect! You get up after a house falls on your head! You save a man who’s tried to kill you without thinking twice!”

Steve says, “I know fear,” and that “it’s one thing to know fear. Something else to let it control you.” Then he says what he fears most is “Doing wrong. But I don’t let it stop me from doing anything!”

This skeptical soldier tells Steve, “We don’t live in a black-and-white movie anymore!” I think it makes sense for regular people in the Marvel universe to think of Captain America as like a fictional character if they have no connection to Steve and so their experience with him has been limited to propaganda media, and also for Steve to come across as unrealistic.

When Steve is explaining how “The world has always been hard,” he gives the examples of a few American soldiers he knew in WWII: “I found a dead soldier, his pockets full of gold teeth. I arrested another for raping old women. An officer used to shoot prisoners in the stomach and enjoyed watching them die for hours.” This really shocked me. This is the first time I’ve ever seen a negative portrayal of individual American soldiers from WWII in a Captain America comic book. I’ve only before seen criticism of politicians’ actions from that era, like Japanese internment and dropping the Atomic bombs on Japan in Captain America (2002).

And Steve explains his philosophy, “The worse the world gets, the harder I’ll work to even the scales. What others do… is no excuse.”

Ghost Rider/Captain America: Fear (1992) #1

This one-shot was published in October 1992. It was written by Howard Mackie, penciled by Lee Weeks, inked by Al Williamson, and colored by Gregory Wright. It was 48 pages.

All of the artists did a wonderful job on this issue. This is my favorite visually of all the Lee Weeks-drawn comics I’ve read, and that has a lot to do with Gregory Wright’s coloring job.

Looking up Howard Mackie’s credits, I learned that he co-created this version of Ghost Rider and wrote a lot of his comics. To me that makes it more impressive that, despite this story being more about Ghost Rider than Captain America, I found the writing engaging and compelling, because I think it would be easy in that situation to assume and defer to readers’ prior knowledge of and interest in the character.

The villain of the book is Scarecrow, who is from a point in the main Captain America (1968) series I haven’t reached yet. Steve explains to Ghost Rider that Scarecrow’s mother abused him as a child, and then his parents divorced and he never saw his mother again. Steve says, “Laughton could not live with the memory of his beloved mother being abusive so he transferred all his blame to his father,” and then later “he transferred the intense hatred he felt towards his father to me.”

A villainous organization that wants to use Scarecrow gives him the power to make people terrified when he’s physically near them, which he uses on innocent victims he then kills. This is in contrast to Ghost Rider’s “penance stare,” which would make someone “feel the pain of those who’ve suffered at his hands.” Ghost Rider only uses this on criminals, and doesn’t ever kill.

In the opening scene of the book Scarecrow is being operated on by people in green scrubs. He thinks, “Pretty green packages. All lined up and ready to be opened. Like the presents Mother used to give me when I was a good boy. Time to open up the pretty green ones, Ebenezer! Time to open them and let out the fearful thing inside them.” After he kills them, he thinks, “Thank you, Mommy. Nice presents. Now can I have my birds back, Mommy? Can I open up Captain America? I’ll be a good little scarecrow, Mommy.” The birds are referring to that he also controls a swarm of crows.

Scarecrow tells a pair of his would-be victims, “No, no, no! Don’t run from your fear… You can’t run from what’s inside of you! Feel your heart race… your lungs fight for air… your muscles rebelling against all your commands! That is the fearful thing trying to escape. Not to worry. I’ll help it come out.” Then he mistakes a police woman, who happens to be Ghost Rider’s human host’s friend, for his mother and kidnaps her. He intends to take care of her so that she never has to leave him again, which ultimately means to kill her so she doesn’t “have to drink anymore” to “let the fearful thing out,” and also “won’t ever have to hurt me again!”

When Ghost Rider tries to use his penance stare on him, Scarecrow declares, “Fear? I live on fear! It’s my friend, my pet. After I’m done with you and the Captain… I will open more and more packages. The fears will be released. They’ll swim around me. Do my bidding. Never touching me.”

Ghost Rider wonders, “So much innocent blood. Here lies my personal fear… and Dan’s. Will I be able to prevent myself from killing the Scarecrow for causing all this pain? Will I too take a human life… and become that which I fear the most?” In the end he doesn’t kill Scarecrow.

Captain America/Citizen V ‘98 (1998) #1

This issue was published in November 1998. It was plotted by Kurt Busiek and Karl Kesel, and scripted by Kurt Busiek and Barbara Kesel. It was penciled by Mark Bagley, inked by Greg Adams and Scott Hanna, and colored by Joe Rosas. It was 39 pages.

In the WWII flashback Bucky asked Steve, when they found a way into Zemo’s castle, “But Cap, what if Zemo’s men are waiting inside?” Steve told him, “We’ll survive. We always do.”

Bucky yelled, about Zemo, “Get him, Cap!” Steve had to say, “Love to, Buck- but it’s not going to happen! The way those flames are heading for the spilled rocket fuel- we’re going to be cut off!” This reminded me of those scenes in Golden Age Captain America comics where Bucky stood on the sidelines and cheered on Steve while he fought.

And Heinrich Zemo said, “This is a mere setback for me- but the darkest day of your lives! For I will remember- I will remember all of you!” This is, of course, not just referencing that Zemo would go on to kill the original Citizen V, but that he would famously kill Bucky near the end of the war, too.

The modern Citizen V explains his backstory to Steve, ending with, “And as you can guess, her son had a son- the grandson of Citizen V- who has dedicated his life to redressing the dishonor done to his grandfather’s name, by Zemo and all who stood with him!” Steve responds, “Don’t say grandson- say grandchild- that way you’ll be telling the truth… or at least less of a lie.” And, “I’ve fought many people in my career, men and women. You’d fight better if you weren’t having to manipulate that bulky padding.” Citizen V seemed to be doing just fine with the padding, and I was surprised that Steve took the deception so seriously, otherwise. Helmut Zemo was surprised to learn that the modern Citizen V was a woman later in the story, but if it was intended that Citizen V initially hid her gender because she thought she couldn’t as effectively defend her grandfather’s reputation if it was known, then that wasn’t very clearly conveyed to me.

That Citizen V is fighting in her grandfather’s name parallels how Helmut Zemo fights in his father’s, wearing a similar outfit to him and reusing parts of his old plans, but then differs in how Helmut Zemo also fights because he thinks his family line makes him superior to everyone else and therefore feels entitled to ruling the world.

Steve is really bothered by Citizen V saying, “We have a job to do.” He says, “This isn’t a job. This is war.” And Steve lectures that “once you start down that path, it never ends. Take down one madmen, and there’ll be another- another battle to be fought- another injustice to be repressed. Pick up that burden, and it’ll never let you go. You have three choices, Citizen. You can fight for vengeance and let it twist you into something as harsh as what you fight against. You can walk away while you still can. Or you can recognize that it’s war- and it’ll never end.”

This all really surprised me. I thought of Steve as fighting to make a better world, not merely to prevent it from getting any worse. I also thought the idea that the battle never ends was specific to how Steve thought of himself- that he specifically struggled to built a civilian life outside of being a superhero, and ultimately the American Dream was for him to protect and not to have because of his unique responsibility as Captain America- not that he thought it was inherent to all superheroes. And the phrasing of that ‘war never ends’ is surprising because it’s something I associate with the more disillusioned and pessimistic modern Bucky; whereas, again, I think Steve does have love for humanity and believes in a better world. And I think it’s strange to have the sentiment that you shouldn’t ever fight for vengeance in a story about the Zemo family legacy, in which Bucky’s death is referenced, without acknowledging that Steve fought the original Zemo to get vengeance for Bucky’s death.

There’s a part of the story where Helmut Zemo had Citizen V strapped to a rocket, which he points out to Steve is similar to how Bucky died. I really dislike these forced scenes with rockets that refer to Bucky’s death. Captain America: The Medusa Effect (1994) had one where Bucky got strapped to a rocket by Heinrich Zemo in an earlier mission before his and Steve’s final one. And I don’t like how stories involving the Zemos often have rocket-based villainous plots.

There’s also a moment where Citizen V has Helmut Zemo held at sword-point, and acknowledges that the original Citizen V would have killed Zemo in that situation, but says, “But this is a different time… A different war.” It’s awkward to have Citizen V decide that she’s motivated primarily to save people from supervillains and not for personal vengeance, and particularly that the ongoing battle isn’t a job and is a war, and therefore she won’t kill her enemies. I think that Captain America (2013) did a good job of depicting Steve struggling with whether or not to kill a supervillain without over-emphasizing the idea that he’s never killed before, which is difficult to believe for a soldier-superhero. Ordinarily I find that concept for Steve awkward, like in Avengers: Earth’s Mightiest Heroes (2005).

I liked that on the bottom of the final page it said, “For Ben Thompson, creator of the original Citizen V. Because true heroes never die..!” The original Citizen V first appeared in Daring Mystery Comics (1940) #8, cover dated January 1942.

Captain America (1998) #32

This issue was published in June 2000. It was written by Dan Jurgens, drawn by Jerry Ordway, and colored by Gregory Wright. It was 22 pages.

This story contained a flashback to the Battle of the Bulge from the perspective of a regular soldier who was about to be killed when Captain America, Bucky, and the Howling Commandoes miraculously appeared.

Nick told Bucky, “One side, kid! This is Howler bizness!” And Steve interjected, “Bucky knows what he’s doing, Fury. He deserves a shot at these guys every bit as much as your own squad does!”

The regular soldier narrates, “See, we’d heard about Captain America and Bucky, about how they’d been fighting right alongside G.I.’s everywhere! But I never thought I’d see them! I thought they handled more important jobs! Like secret missions! But Cap was there! Fighting on the battlefield with me! And before I knew it… it was over!”

the Captain America story in Marvel Holiday Special (1991) #1

This 7-page story was published in November 1991. It was written by Len Kaminski. The breakdowns were drawn by Ron Lim, which were finished by James Sanders. And it was colored by Marie Javins.

This story was Steve’s first meeting of Bucky’s sister Rebecca.

It was said in a note back in the Captain America story in Tales of Suspense (1959) #63 that “When Bucky Barnes’ G.I. father died in training, Fort Lehigh adopted the orphaned as camp mascot.

In Captain America (2005) #31 it was said about Bucky, regarding the aftermath of his father’s death, “How you talked them into letting you stay on the base while your little sister was sent away to boarding school is a mystery even to you.”

In Captain America and Bucky (2011) #620 we see that Bucky and Rebecca’s mother had died a few years before. And Bucky actually said that he was “explained some deal where my kid sister would get sent off to boarding school… but I would stay on the base, with my dad’s old pals looking out for me.” We see young Bucky saying about this, “Sure, Major Samson… whatever you say,” and then a scene of him putting on a brave face while waving goodbye to his sad sister being driven away.

Then in Captain America and Bucky (2011) #621 there’s a scene, from a little while after they had become partners, where Steve goes through their mail and says, “Looks like your sister wrote again.” Bucky read the letter, and Steve asked him how she was doing in school then encouraged him to write her back.

In this story Rebecca is portrayed as Bucky’s older sister. She explains, “After Mother died, I went to live with my Aunt Ida in Albany. Jim felt I was abandoning him. He swore that if I left, he’d forget me, pretend I never existed for as long as he lived…” And, “I tried to keep track of him afterwards, but there’s not much to tell. He went off to war in 1942… lied about his age. Lots of young men did back then. He didn’t come back.”

The circumstances of this confuse me a bit. Maybe Bucky could also have gone to live with their aunt but chose to stay on the army base, and was resentful Rebecca didn’t make the same choice. I’m not sure what the Barnes’ siblings relationship to the army base would have been if their mother was their only living parent before this. And Rebecca did not know until this story that her brother was Captain America’s sidekick, so I’m not sure how she would know, then, that Bucky fought in WWII. Her assuming that Bucky had to have lied about his age to get into the army does make sense, though that’s not actually what happened.

And in this portrayal Steve never knew Bucky had a sister until he met Rebecca by chance. He tells her, “I’d have come years ago, if I had known.”

After interacting with the young children in Rebecca’s family, Steve thinks, “This is everything I had to give up to be Captain America… And while I wouldn’t trade back who and what I am for anything in the world- sometimes, it’s… not easy.”

At the end of the story, Steve tells Rebecca she has a “fine family.” She says, “I’m glad you think so because from now on, you’re part of it.” This simplicity makes sense, though another direction for this story to have been taken is for Rebecca to have been resentful that her brother was brought along to fight in the wat despite that he was too young to legally. Also, I don’t think that minors pretending to be older so they could be soldiers happened as often successfully as these comics would make it seem.

The Avengers (1963) #69-71

These issue were published across August 1969 to September 1969. All were written by Roy Thomas, penciled by Sal Buscema, inked by Sam Grainger. All were 20 pages.

In issue #96, after getting knocked down, Clint says, “Sorry… to let you down… Hank! Guess I got too big for my britches… but still too small to fill your old boots!” Hank tells him, “It was a valiant effort, Clint! I’ve never been prouder of the man who succeeded me as Giant-Man!”

At one point Clint addresses Vision as “Red.”

And the last panel of this issue is the first appearance of Kyle Richmond, Nighthawk, who I know from him being a part of The Defenders (1972).

In issue #70 it’s explained to the Avengers that the Squadron Sinister “were all created for the sole purpose of defeating you.. thereby winning the cosmic game for our master!” As “the Grand-Master has complete control over time and space! It was a simple matter for him to go back in time… to alter the lives of four of your fellow Earthmen.. and turn them into super-villains whose powers at least equal your own!”

In The Defenders (1972) #13 Kyle betrayed the Squadron Sinister to the Defenders. He explained to them that Hyperion sold the Earth to the Celestial Man and “promised to deliver it precisely the way he wants it- and he wants it- underwater!” Kyle said it was “the most cold-blooded plan I’d ever heard” and, “I listened intently as Hyperion explained, but even then- I knew I could not go thru with it!” He explained the others’ motivations as that, “Hyperion hates this world for destroying his own. Maybe he thinks revenge is worth his life. Doc Spectrum would probably prefer killing the Earth if he can’t rule it. And Whizzer- I think he’s just flat-out crazy!”

Kyle explains that his motivation in this issue, despite the outcome if his side wins, is that “Even if Earth dies, the Grand-Master will provide for me… because I have won for him!”

Kyle’s backstory was revealed in The Defenders (1972) #32. He grew up wealthy. When he was a child, his mother was injured in an accident and he was at her bedside when she died, then Kyle’s father left him at a boarding school. He fought a lot while at that school, but his father was still able to buy Kyle his spot at a nice college. While there he drove drunk and got his girlfriend killed, for which he didn’t get in legal trouble, but Kyle told his dad not to buy him his way out of getting expelled. Kyle was quickly drafted, and he figured he would get “in the way of a bullet, and that would be that,” but instead he was diagnosed with a heart murmur and rejected. And then, “on the very same day the army told me they didn’t need my body for target practice,” his father was killed in a plane accident, meaning “my last obligation to any other human being was wiped out.” Kyle went on to explain that, “I abdicated the throne of my financial empire- and divided my time between jet-setting and finding a cure for my heart murmur. The first was a bore. The second, with the help of the Grandmaster, led to my discovery of the serum that doubled my strength after sundown.”

Kyle’s emotions towards him don’t reflect that the Grand-Master is responsible for things going wrong in his personal life, but it makes sense to me that these events were because of the Grand-Master using his “complete control over time and space” to create supervillains. And, Kyle also said in his telling of his life story that “through it all… my life continued to fall apart,” and ended with, “I’m back at the crossroads. The same crossroads I’ve stood paralyzed at all my life. And I still can’t remember how I got here”.

As Tony flew away in issue #70, he thought, “For once, it’s almost a relief to leave the other Avengers! I could almost feel their piercing eyes… the questions they left unspoken!” Tony’s recent health scare made him unable to don the Iron Man identity, and while the Avengers were helping and protecting Tony Stark, it was wondered where his bodyguard Iron Man was.

And Kyle says, during his fight with Steve, “Maybe that kind of blow makes left-over Nazis collapse into black little heaps, Avenger… but, my own night-born powers are made of sterner stuff!” This is the first time I’ve seen someone poke fun at Steve for having older villains.

Issue #71 is the first appearance of the WWII team the Invaders, with the members being Captain America, Namor the Sub-Mariner, and the original Human Torch. However, the name Invaders isn’t used in the story, and the Human Torch later references that they were also brought there by the Grand-Master, saying, “I still don’t know how we got here… or why!!” Which means it’s not even very strongly implied that they were a team that worked together before this.

At this point in time of this scene, 1941, Steve’s shield isn’t circular, but a rounded triangle with points at the top. He later references in his dialogue that his career as Captain America is new.

Dane Whitman, the Black Knight, referencing a comic strip that began in the late 1930s, says of Kang’s goons’ weapons, “And, while that ray-spear might lay low Prince Valiant… it has distinctly less value against a blade forged by mighty Merlin himself!” And then he says, “What a pair! Not exactly the Conan and John Carter of the far-set future!” Referencing two different pulp characters that began publication in the 1930s and the 1910s, respectively.

I liked the phrasing of this bit, also from Dane Whitman, that “a fighting chance is all we’ve got… and, if three Avengers don’t win a certain battle that took place over twenty centuries ago… we don’t even have that..!!” It goes well with backstory of fate beyond their control with the Squadron Sinister.

Vision tells the original Human Torch, while fighting him, “I am as much an android as you.”

Kang originally entered the deal with the Game-Master for “the power of life and death,” but at the end of the game had only earned one. He initially claimed he “only fought to save the Princess Ravonna,” and so was going to chose the power of life, but then was enraged by the appearance of the Avengers, despite them not wanting to fight. He decides, “Even more than I love the fair Ravonna… I despise the very name ‘Avenger’!” And so, wanting to kill the Avengers, “Ravonna must wait… wait until my own genius can resurrect her!” Kang was explained that he needed to use his new power “quickly… or it will cause your death, as well,” but he still delays, saying, “You shall not escape so easily into oblivion! Lie there on the very edge of death… until I let you perish!” This allowed that Black Knight to attack Kang and run out his time with his power over death.

And Steve says, “Even the Cosmic Cube never bestowed power like the Grand-Master possesses!”

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legofanguy · 5 months ago

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Wereolw Zelda as Strix

A Legend of Zelda werewolf AU featuring Skyward Sword Zelda as the wereowl Strix, and I also feature Ganondorf, Inuyasha's father, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles characters, and my Inkling and Octoling characters.

Strix said to Zelda as she begins her story, "My name was actually Zelda, but the man whose made this way called me Strix, so I take it." and Zelda ask the wereowl, "Made you?" Strix said with sadness, "Well, my life has not been easy since I was a test subjects years ago." and Zelda said in shock, "Wait, what?" and Midna said to her, "Yeah. Beside Styla, do you seen any werebirds?" Strix said, "I remember having a happy life with friends when I was a little girl until I lost my mother to cancer before I enter high school. I wanted to make sure no one would lose their loved ones to cancer like I did, so after I graduated, I volunteer to this lab known as Vita Nova Genetics."

Zelda, a young woman with long blond hair and wearing a pink and blue dress, arrived at Vita Nova Genetics where her works will begins and walk up to the front desk, where a woman is working. Zelda ask the woman, "Hello, I'm Zelda, and I'm here for the volunteer job."

The head of Vita Nova Genetics is a tall dark skin man with red hair and a beard and wearing a dark business suit and he said to Zelda as he shake her hand, "You must be Ms. Zelda. My name is Ganondorf, the head of Vita Nova Genetics. Me and my late partner Mr. Toga Yasha formed this company to help improved the lives of human beings, even find a way to immortal. It is great of you to joined us, Ms. Zelda." and Zelda said, "I'm happy to be here as well, Mr. Ganondorf."

Mr. Ganondorf introduced Zelda to a African American woman with red hair, "Zelda, this is April O'Neil, father of scientist Kirby O'Neil. She joined our team a few weeks ago. I'm such that the both of you will get along well." and April said to Ganondorf, "Thank you, Mr. Ganondorf."

April whisper to Zelda, "I noticed that some important equipment was being moved to the basement, and Mr. Ganondorf seems to dodge any questions about it. We need to find out what is he hiding."

Zelda and April sneak inside the secret door and head to the basement of the labs and the two girls were shocked to see people in glass cages, and it look like some kind of twisted zoo. Looking around, Zelda and April see these people are a blond hair man wearing a yellow shirt, brown jacket, beige cargo pants, and boots, a african american man with a purple mowhak wearing black pants, a japanese man in a brown kimono, a shirtless blond hair man, a teenage girl with orange hair color wearing old clothes, and a teenage dark skin girl with purple hair color. The girl with purple hair see Zelda and April and begs them, "Can you help me? My name is Oliva, and I was volunteer to worked here, and I end up here. One of the people here.... they are saying they turn volunteers here into a new speices!" and this give horror to Zelda's heart as she remember Ganondorf's words, "We formed this company to help improved the lives of human beings, even find a way to immortal."

Just then, April let out a cry and Zelda turn around to see her missing and Zelda look around as Oliva said in fear, "Oh no, the head scientist... he is here." and Zelda quickly make a run for it before a pale skin man whose look like a mix of a human and a bat stop her and said, "Hold it right there. Do you not think I hear you coming in?" and the voice of Ganondorf said from behind her, "Well, well, Ms. Zelda." and she turn to see Ganondorf with six guards as the black skin man give a evil smile, "I see you found my hidden work here. I was hoping that you would find it late once you agree to be a full time here at Vita Nova Genetics. I guess you and Mrs. O'Neil was too curious." and then said, "By the way, Jurgen, where is April O'Neil?" and Jurgen, the human bat, answer, "I'm sure Dr. Stockman is seeing her now." April land right in front of Zelda and Ganondorf before a humanoid fly in a lab coat put on needle on Zelda's neck and she cry out after he injected something in Zelda and then fly to Ganondorf, "What did you just put in me?" and the fly said to Zelda, "I put the DNA of a Strix, a genus of the owl family, in you, Ms. Zelda, since you seems to be too smart." Zelda ask Ganondorf, "What are you doing here? What are you doing to these people?" and Ganondorf reply to Zelda as two of the guards take April away, "It is like I said, Ms. Zelda, as I'm improved lives of humans by awaking their animal nature. Me and Toga are werebeasts of ancient legends, our kind hunted by humans and wolves whose lived among men. We formed this company, Vita Nova Genetics, to help restore dying werebeast species and recover the natural order, but I see us more as alphas of this new pack of ours. Too bad that Toga doesn't see it that way and he would never accepted to this type of work I oversee at Vita Nova Genetics after recruiting Mr. Stockman here, so I have him help me remove Toga and I see to it that his finances are given to me to keep our work going under my watch." Zelda said in shock after hearing this, "Y-You killed your own business partner." and Ganondorf said, "No. Toga is alive, but the man he was is no more as I see to that and his death by car crash has to staged so no one would ask questions." and order Zelda, "Follow me if you want proof." which Zelda did due to the guards.

Ganondorf lead the group to a room where there was a white fur humanoid dog with red eyes growling inside a glass cage and moonight shining from lightbulbs as Ganondorf greet the dogman, "Hello, Toga. I wanted to introduced you to Ms. Zelda, or should I call her Ms. Strix now. Starting tonight, she is a new member of our team and my pack." Zelda was shocked about this before she begins to changed and Ganondorf said as he toon started to changed, "Ah yes, I forgot about the full moon lightbulbs would affect werebeasts like you and me. I guess it slips my mind."

Under the artifical full moon in the room, Zelda changed to her horror to a purple feather humanoid owl and collapse as Ganondorf, now a dark wereboar with a flame like mane, said to the guards whose become wolves, "Take her to her cage."

Weeks has passed and Zelda has accepted her new name of Strix as the scientists did tests on her and April, whose is now a werecat.

As Strix try to close her eyes, she hear alarms and saw a werewolf fighting the guards and freeing the others. He then walk to Strix's cage and the wereowl ask him, "Are you letting us out of here?" and the werewolf nod before he destroyed the glass, freeing Strix.

Outside, a wererat in a brown kimono said to the other werebeasts, "I help Boba keep his human mind and we work out a plan to escape that place. Now, we must part ways so Ganon would not catch us all." and April said to Strix, "I'm going with him. I don't have a home to go back to now." and Strix said to her friend, "Very well, April. I'm going with Boba then. I will mess you, my friend." and April said, "I will too, Zelda." The two friends give a farewell hug before Strix carry her new werewolf friend out into the night sky.

Strix continue her story, "After me and Boba escape the lab, we soon find Malon and Morhoam's farm and we basically begs them for a job and a home at the farm. Later on, after we discover each other wereeast form, we open up about what happened to us by Ganon and the rest of Vita Nova Genetics, and Morhoam formed the pack to formed a protection against Vita Nova Genetics." Zelda said to Strix, "How horrible of yours story, Strix." and then ask, "How did Ganon keep in control of himself?" Malon said to Zelda, "I'm afraid we are having a theory on that, which is the same on how you help your mate." Zelda realized in shock, "You are thinking that a weredragon help him?!?"

#julycanthropy #julycanthropy 2024 #werewolf #the legend of zelda #the legend of zelda fanfiction #werewolf au #skyward sword #princess zelda #ganondorf #splatoon oc #octoling #inkling #splatoon #oc character #ocs #wereowl #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #april o'neil

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I’m re-reading a crappy Super Smash Brothers fanfic I wrote way back when I was 11 and I thought I’d share some of my favorite out-of-context lines from it, but I’ll say that it’s basically about Mario angsting over Luigi’s death from a battle with a bunch of Nintendo villains, except - spoiler alert - Luigi didn’t die but instead got some darkness-based superpowers and may or may not have become evil. It was basically a horrible mashup of SSB, Super Paper Mario, and Kingdom Hearts.

Below are the lines as originally written, spelling/grammar/paragraph structure mistakes and all:

I turned around and saw the balls dissapeared and a mysterious figure wearing a black coat stood not far from me. I think he was excactly the same size as Luigi. "Who-who are you?!" I asked. He-or she, I'll call it ?- didn't answer. (I thought I was being so subtle with that foreshadowing...)

Dreamland... I knew I could find King DeDe here unless he knew I was coming and ran off. I saw Kirby nearby, I wondered if he knew where King WeWe is. Kirby groaned when he saw me. "Whatever Kirby, is King WeWe still around?" I asked. "Ha! Ha! WeWe! I know you mean King DeDe. I was going to interagatte him now. I'll take you there." Kirby volunteered. (I consistently spelled King Dedede’s name as DeDe the entire time)

To our suprise, ? slowly rose from the ground! "Looks like you've figured me out, but can you figure out who I am?" ? asked.

He (Layton) placed me into it, strapped my arms onto the armrests and strapped by feet to the ground. I was stuck! "Mama Mia! I don't like it already! Get me outta here!" I whined. "Quiet!" Layton instructed. Then he slapped me real hard saying, "Pull yourself together man!" He slapped me constantly. I think he was trying to teach me to get a grip on reality. But it hurt so much I thought I died and went to you know where. (My friend in school at the time was a big Professor Layton fan, so I put him in my fic as a tribute, but I didn’t bother doing much research, so Professor Layton in this story is kind of a maniac)

"I know who you are too! You're none other then... Robert DeNiro!" Layton gasped, dramatically pointing at him. "Wait, What?" ? asked even more shocked. "I'm such a huge fan of your movies!" I scueeled. "If I'm Robert DeNiro then how can I create a black hole and vanish in thin air?" DeNiro asked. "I know! You've been taking magic classes for you're next role!" Layton suggested. "I thought you are a proffesor with a masters degree." DeNiro insulted. "So you're not Robert DeNiro?" I asked blushing. "No I'm not you ding dong! Now if I were you I'd run like a bunch of cowards. I have buisness, Ciao!" He called out while vanishing.

"I am your enemy!" Luigi announced to Crazy. "Fine! You're nothing but a weakling. I'll have you kissing my thumb in less then a minute!" Crazy taunted.

Not far from us there was a humongous castle that nearly blended in with the scenery. "I can tell this is Crazy's castle." Sonic said. "Really? How can you tell? I asked. "Because he wrote his name on that tower over there." Sonic explained.

We couldn't hear Crazy Hand breathing, and he wasn't moving either. "Come on Crazy, get uq so we can finish this." Link coaxed. No answer. I was starting to worry. "You taking a nap?" Mr. Game and Watch asked. Still nothing. "Crazy?" Snake asked. "Do you think?" Peach asked. Then Crazy slowly disintergrated untill he was just a pile of ashes. He killed himself from laughter. (Some parts of this fic were meant to be humorous, but this one was meant to be taken seriously)

"Alright, now for Puzzle 002: What is my niece's name?" Crazy asked. Neice? Crazy and Master don't have any relitaves. "Hey! You're just pretending!" Peach pointed out. "Oh, really? You've got 1 minute." Crazy cackled. "The Sparkly Mittin!" R.O.B. spat out. "Correct!" Crazy gasped. Sucker. As we were walking I asked R.O.B, "How did you know Crazy had a neice?" "She and I were classmates in my freshman year." R.O.B. explained.

By no means do I claim that I managed to write an amazingly so-bad-it’s-good fanfiction on par with My Immortal and My Inner Life, especially since I rushed through writing it so much back then that it isn’t very long at all, but it does give a glimpse into the mind of an eleven-year-old with a strange sense of humor.

If you’d like to read it in full, though, you can find it here.

#super smash bros #fanfiction #bad fanfiction #super smash bros brawl #nintendo

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00just-a-pancake00 · 3 years ago

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Triple Threat (Kirishima, Iida, Midoriya, and Eri)

Summary: Eri manages to have a camera and records a fluffy moments of three heroes in training. Litle did she know she would get it. ----- Eri was walking down one of the hallways of the 1-A dorms, looking over the new camera she had gotten for a birthday present last week.

"This is neat. Dad sure knows how to get a good camera." she grinned, looking over the camera's design and detail. It was a hand-held camera that was able to film in high definition and was also able to upload videos onto the internet.

"Now, what should I record first?" Eri asked himself. There wasn't that much activity in the castle, so there wasn't anything worthy of being recorded.

Just then, a grunt and loud thud were heard in the next room. Eri rushed over to see what was going on. She went into the training facility where the noises were coming from and saw none other than his savior Izuku Midoriya in the middle of a fighting session with his friends, Eijiro Kirishima and Tenya Iida. The redhead watching by the sidebench as he cheered for the both.

"You need to pick up the pace when you're around stronger opponents, Midoriya. And I am no exception." Iida chuckled warmly but being serious at the same time. Since Ojiro and Kendou were out on patrol that morning, he had volunteered to help Izuku with his combat skills.

"Oh, I can be quick." Midoriya joked as he rushed over to his trainer, but Iida moved over to the side and grabbed one of Midoriya's arms and held it behind the cadet, bringing him down on one knee. "Hey, let go." Kirby struggled. "Go Midoribrooo!" cheered Kirishima.

"You can't rush in like that either. You have to focus on one particular area of your opponent, as well as his behavior. That's what I did with you." Iida pointed out, as he released Midoriya. "Now, focus." He reminded the scout as he punched out, but Midoriya ducked down just in time and jabbed his fist into Iida's chest area.

"Oof, Ha-ha. Good, that was perfect. You caught me while I was focused on your face..." Iida commented but then caught Midoriya in a headlock. "...But you should never let your guard down."

"Hey, you cheated!" Midoriya grunted playfully as he freed himself. While the two were busy with their practice, Eri saw this as a perfect opportunity to get out his camera and film the action. "This is so cool," she whispered since he did not want his presence to be known. After seeing a series of punches, kicks, tackles, head butts, and other moves, Iida had Midoriya on his stomach, while he held onto his leg high over the cadet's back, making him groan as well as reach over to make the human sonic let him go. "Okay, okay! You win. Let me go!"

"Very well." Iida said as he released Midoriya and the other student was left to stretch his leg. "You have done well. Let's take a break, and you look like you may need it."

But Midoriya had some other plans, he was not going down that easily. As his trainer started to walk to the exit, Midoriya got up and ran up to Iida, tackling him from behind, and the two fell to the floor. He tried to get up, but he was in a headlock and Midoriya was grinning at him.

"Midribro, I said we could take a break." Kirishima joined them as he giggled.

"You should never let your guard down. Now, Tenya, who does that sound like?" Midoriya joked but then Iida twisted himself around and Midoriya lost his grip and fell on to his back. Taking advantage of the situation, Kirishima joined as he helped, him trapping Izuku's elbows under his knees, and Midoriya could not move away. He was trapped.

As Eri continued filming he could never picture what would happen next. The two chuckled evilly as they looked down and stared into Izuku's fear-tainted eyes, Kirishima and Iida looking at each other before nodding as their eyes are glowing with playfulness.

"Using my own words against me, are you?" Iida grinned, "Well, let's see how you deal with...THIS!"

Soon Midoriya bursted with the loudest and happiest laughter Eri had ever heard. She was even more surprised to see what Iida was doing to Midoriya. Ingenium was tickling Deku at what appeared to be his armpits, and the brocoli boy was screaming with happy laughter, squirming hard with Kirishima holding him hard.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Midoriya laughed as Iida's hands tickled him harder.

"Think you can deal with that? Hmmm? No, I guess you can't. Cootchie cootchie coo! Cootchie cootchie cootchie coo! I'm going to tickle you until you explode~" Kirishima teased playfully, his hands moving to Izuku's ribs and tickled him there to aid the human sonic.

Midoriya could not do a thing to save himself due to his baby side taking over every time he is tickled. He was left completely at his friends' mercy, and it seemed like both Kirishima and Iida was not going to give him any mercy. Eri's eyes almost doubled in size over what was happening. It seemed to be very strange for the two to tickle him, but it was somehow very cute at the same time. He had almost always seen the three as brothers, even though the were not related. The much training, this seemed to be an always rare occasion for students who would be soon facing the harsh realities of the world.

As he watched the tickle torture, Eri couldn't help but let out a tiny giggle. That giggle made both Kirishima and Iida stop ticklish torture and turned his head to the sound.

"Hey! Why did you stop?" Mdioriya gasped, wishing Iida didn't stop but then looked to what Iida and Kirishima were looking at. "Oh, Eri! Uhh, what are you doing here?" He asked sheepishly.

"I was just walking around when I heard you guys and went to check on you," Eri exclaimed while hiding the camera behind her back. "For a moment I thought there was trouble."

The trio got up and chuckled. "Well, there was no trouble, Eri. I was in the middle of a training session with Midoriya since Ojiro isn't here." Iida said, keeping a hand on Midoriya's shoulder. "And, uhh. Ehem.... About what happened earlier, we were just, uh, oh boy." Kirihisma joined in as he sighed, feeling lost for words.

"It's okay, guys. There's no need embarrassed because you were tickling Deku. I thought it was kind of cute, and you both looked like you were having fun." Eri smiled, showing her three friends that she didn't find the tickling weird.

"That's good to know, buddy. Just promise you won't tell, okay?" Midoriya asked, smiling as well.

"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me." Eri nodded, but she used both hands to gesture what she said, and had revealed her camera without her knowing. This made the three do a double take.

"Hey, is that a camera? Were you...filming us?" Kirishima asked.

"What, I...Oh, Uhh well you see...I ... I... Uhh-" Eri sputtered, now afraid of what was going to happen, and her fears were correct when Ingenium, Deku, and Red Riot looked at each other and then looked back at her, devious smiles on their faces. "Gotta go!" She spoke quickly before she made a mad dash to the doors with how fast her little legs can carry her but was suddenly tackled and pinned by Kirishima, earning a squeal.

"Well, what are we going to do with him, fuys? She taped our little moment, and I have a feeling he was going to show this around the dorms." Kirishima snickered. Eri soon began to whimper that she wasn't and that she wouldn't break his promise.

"I know you would never break a promise, Eri. But since you have footage of our moment together, I am afraid you will have to be punished for eavesdropping." Midoriya shook his head, chuckling as the trio sat on the ground. Eri struggled to break loose but was held down with his arms held above his head by Midoriya as well as his feet.

"Come on! Please don't! Let me go! I'll delete the film!" Eri pleaded, but that gave Iida an idea.

"Since you have film our tender moment, we shall film your tender moment with us." And with that, Kirishima pressed the record button on the camera and set it where it would observe everything. "All right, let us begin." Iida said in a playful tone as he used both of his hands and began tickling Eri around her tummy.

"Ahahahahahahahahahahaha! Hey! Nohohohohohohoho! Stop it! You're tickling me!" Eri giggled as he felt Izuku and Tenya's hands wiggle and poke around her stomach and sides. To make things worse, Iida's hands began to focus on tickling her sensitive stomach, and Eri flipped out, screaming like banshee.

"Aww, look how ticklish he is, Midoriya-kun. Cootchie cootchie coo!" Iida teased.

"Hey, let me have a try on his feet." Izuku said and Kirishima, who saw, acknowledged as he went to wrapped the little girl gently in his hands, only his feet were in the open as the brocoli hero removed the shoes and socks Eri wore and started to tickle them. "Cootchie cootchie coo! Who's got ticklish feet~?" joked.

"AHHHHHH! Nohohohohohoho! Not my feet! Stohohohohohohohohop!" Eri screamed as her feet suffered.

After about a few minutes of his feet being tickled, Eri was then placed back on the ground and Midoriya took hold of his arms and held them up. "Okay, guys. She's all yours." he nodded.

"Now for the last part." Iida and Kirishima both laughed as his hands attacked Eri's exposed underarms and tickled here and there, good and long.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Eri screamed his head off as his armpits were tortured by Meta's gloved hands.

"Looks like you found his ticklish spot. Just like mine." Midoriya giggled as Kirishima and Iida kept tickling his side mate.

"Yes, it seems I have. Gitchy goo~." Kirishima continued to tease the horned reset girl as his hands jabbed a little harder, but not too hard to harm the girl.

Finally, Eri was released and was left breathless on the floor, but was then hugged by Iida, feeling his hand stroking her back. "Easy, easy, Eri. You are all right now. Take your time to recover. Forgive me, Midoriya-kun, and Kirishima-kun for going a little overboard." He cooed.

"It's alright. I deserved it. That was fun, I have to admit. Maybe we should have tickle fights more often. It's probably a little better than combat training anyway." Eri smiled as he then fell asleep, mostly from the tickling. The trio just chuckled sweetly and carried the girl out of the training room and into the common room where the three of them would rest. As they walked down to the quarters even they had to admit that Eri was right, for tender moments like that were meant to be shared with everyone you loved and cared for, even if it was tickles.

#bnha #bnha tickles #Ficz #lee!midoriya #lee!eri #ler!kirishima #ler!iida

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silvokrent · 3 years ago

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Long Live the King - 1

In their defense, it was an accident.

Or: The kids are convinced that they killed Dedede and Escargoon. From there, everything goes downhill fast.

All things considered, it was a perfectly lovely day for murder.

Long tendrils of amber light had begun to crest the horizon, gilding the canopy of Whispy Woods. Everything below the foliage was still half-shadowed, strewn with leaflitter and all manner of debris that had made its way onto the path.

For the would-be recreational hiker, it was a rather pretty sunrise. For those not used to the low visibility, it meant lots of tripping hazards.

To which neither Escargoon nor Dedede were immune.

“Your Majesty, please slow down!” The effort it took to speak might have left Escargoon breathless, had he not already lost his breath some three miles ago. He paused to adjust the weight of the backpack, awkwardly slung between his shoulders and shell. “Can we stop to rest? My feet are killing me!”

He’d lost sight of Dedede over the crest of the trail, though fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately) the woods had amazing acoustics. “You don’t have any feet!” came the shout. “Now pick up the pace!”

“Figure of speech,” Escargoon muttered, but he didn’t have the energy to get into another verbal tennis match. Hitching the bag more securely, he put on a burst of speed. It didn’t take long for another branch to snap underfoot, followed by a string of curses.

Gradually, the trail leveled out. Where the trees had begun to thin, Escargoon could hear the unmistakable roar of water. Amidst the gloom and morning fog, he could pick out Dedede’s silhouette, standing over the edge of what Escargoon now realized was a ravine. As he neared, the sight before him unfolded into sheer-sided cliffs, eroded by the relentless surge of the fall. After a certain point, it became impossible to see where the cataract emptied out into the bottom.

The swearing-laced diatribe that had been steadily gathering in the back of his head for the last half mile sputtered out. He wasn’t about to admit it out loud, but the view was rather impressive. Certainly not the reason why Dedede had picked this spot, of course, but Escargoon could appreciate it for its aesthetic qualities.

He pulled himself from his thoughts, and cast his boss a sidelong look. “This is the place?”

“Yep.” Dedede planted the barrel-head of his hammer into the ground, and leaned against the handle. “What did I tell you? It’s perfect. Now all we’ve gotta do is lure Kirby out here, get him right up to the edge, and wham.”

He gave his hammer a vicious swing.

“All this time we’ve been throwing money at the problem, when we should’ve been throwing the problem off a cliff. Why didn’t I think of this sooner?”

“Because it would have required you to think.”

Nothing had physically changed about the grin on Dedede’s face, but it now held a certain undercurrent of menace. “Y’know, it’s a little hard to hear, standing right next to the falls, but I could’ve sworn you were volunteering to test ’em.”

“You misheard,” he said (and for good measure, took a step back). “Not that I’m questioning your brilliance”—he was—“but how do you propose we separate Kirby from those brats? They’re never apart.”

“There’s an awfully big distinction between never and almost never.” The king dismissively waved his hand. “We wait until nightfall, when they’re back at the castle and Kirby’s back at his place. They won’t be able to interfere if they’re asleep.”

“And in the meantime?”

“We prepare.”

“Sire, forgive me, but”—Escargoon weighed the pros and cons, before steeling himself—“you never actually specified how you intend to lure Kirby out here. He’s not going to just get up and take a leisurely midnight stroll out into the woods, miles away from his home.”

At the very least, he expected to be rebuked for “insubordination” (though with how often Dedede threw that word around, Escargoon wasn’t entirely sure the king actually knew what it meant).

Understandably, he was taken aback when Dedede laughed. “Oh, he will,” he said. “With the right motivation.” And then, from within the folds of his jacket, he withdrew an apple.

While Escargoon accepted the apple to study Dedede went on: “No one’s going to question a bunch of fruit lying on the ground. With how often they drop around here, it might as well count as littering. All we need to do is set up the bait for him to follow, and distract him with a large enough offering that he doesn’t notice us.”

“But apples falling in a perfectly straight line?”

Dedede thrust his face forward and leered unpleasantly. “When was the last time you saw someone crazy enough to go into the woods, and come back out again?”

With an ominous laugh, he swiped the apple from his hand and bit into it.

“How’s that old saying go? ‘The simplest solution is usually the right one’?”

“The law of parsimony,” Escargoon said, but without the usual snobbish bite. His pensive expression faltered, overtaken a moment later by a grin. “It really is perfect. No witnesses, no expenses, no paper trail.”

“Well, perhaps an apple trail or two,” Dedede added slyly.

“With how fast the current is, his body will be downriver long before anyone starts to organize a search.” Escargoon steepled his hands. “And by the time someone notices—”

“—it’ll be too late.” Dedede turned the apple over in his hand, before he held it out over the water and watched it fall.

“Can you hear what they’re saying?”

The bushes rustled.

“Negative.”

“Can you at least see what they’re doing?”

“Why do you think I would have a better view when you’re standing right next to me?”

“Because I have leaves and bangs in my way.”

“Then get a haircut.”

Thorns dug into her arms as Tiff pushed aside a branch.

“Well?”

She squinted, and leaned a little closer. “If I didn’t know any better,” she muttered, “I’d say they were hiking.”

In hindsight, it was rather fortunate that Tuff had decided he wanted a snack at three in the morning. While there wasn’t, strictly speaking, a curfew, getting caught wandering the corridors late at night wasn’t worth the hassle. It was with that reasoning Tuff had memorized the guards’ patrol schedule, and knew where to go to avoid getting caught.

It was also how he’d spotted Dedede and Escargoon on his way back from the kitchens.

It could be argued that he’d developed something of a sixth sense where they were concerned. His half-eaten sandwich forgotten, Tuff had made his way back to his quarters and woken his sister.

But now, as she brushed nettle leaves out of her hair, Tiff couldn’t help but wonder if they’d been wrong.

“There’s no way they came out here just to sightsee.” Tuff snorted. “Besides, Dedede hates that ‘nature crap.’ Why would he willingly drag himself out here?”

Tiff didn’t answer.

“You’re not seriously giving them the benefit of the doubt.”

“I’m not,” she said. “But I’m not about to assume anything until we know more.”

“‘Assume anything’? Tiff, they were sneaking around the castle. What more do you need?”

“Right now? For you to stop talking.” She shifted back the branch that had caught on her sleeve. “We’re too far away for me to see or hear anything useful.”

“So let’s get closer.”

“I’d love to, but I left my ghillie suit back home,” she snapped, only to then wince. She lowered her voice. “There’s not a lot of cover out there. They might see us if we move.”

“Well, it’s either that,” he huffed, “or we sit here getting ticks while they maybe plot something.”

Tiff chewed on her bottom lip.

“Look, worst case scenario”—Tuff squared his shoulders—“they actually are up to something, and if they see us, we make a break for it. We can outrun them. Once we’ve put enough distance between us, we can figure it out from there.”

He held out a hand. “Deal?”

“Deal.” They shook on it.

With as little disturbance as possible, they slipped out of the undergrowth, and began to approach.

The rapids were getting louder.

“—several hundred, depending on how far apart we space them out.” Escargoon was jotting something down on the notepad he’d retrieved from his bag. “We might have to deplete the larder just to have enough.”

“Well, I’m not about to go harvesting from the woods. You know how territorial that uppity fencepost gets.” Dedede crossed his arms. “We can replenish later. Have the Waddle Dees empty out the stores.”

They were nearly at the next bit of cover. Tiff carefully pushed forward on a branch as she crept past, and—expecting Tuff to catch it as he followed—released it.

He ducked. With a crack like a gunshot, the branch snapped back into place.

It occurred to her, somewhat belatedly, they’d been so worried about what would happen if they were caught, that she hadn’t considered how Dedede and Escargoon would react to being followed.

As Dedede jumped back with a yelp, and stumbled into Escargoon, she realized they had their answer. For a moment the two teetered on the edge, pinwheeling their arms, before they lost their balance.

“No!”

Tiff wasn’t sure which one of them yelled.

She lunged forward, her shoes sliding over the damp grass, and peered over the drop.

They were gone.

“They fell.” Her fingers dug into the loose soil, as she stared without seeing into the white froth below. Her lungs hitched on a breath that wasn’t there. “We let them fall.”

Tuff swallowed. “I’m sure they’re fine," he said. "They just—they probably got washed downstream.”

Over the side of a waterfall.

Neither of them bothered to voice that particular thought.

Not willing to contradict him (and validate her own panic), Tiff drew back and beckoned him to follow. “Come on. I think there’s a way down to the bottom of the cliffs—a way that doesn't involve us getting wet.”

“Any sign of them?” Tuff called.

The glare of the sun made it hard to look at the pool for any length of time. Tiff turned from the water as her brother trudged along its bank, leaving long, vertical skids in the sand.

“Not yet.” She waited until he was close enough to slide to the ground, his back pressed against the surface of a boulder. “What about you? Any luck following the river?”

“There’s only so far I could follow it.” He combed a hand through his hair, grimacing when he pulled away with beads of sweat. “After a certain point it gets really wide and shallow. It’s not deep enough for anything big to float through.”

“So that means they didn’t make it far.” Tiff jerked her gaze back toward the pool. Dense clouds of cool vapor billowed up from the waterfall where it slammed into the rocks. “If they didn’t lose consciousness, then maybe they managed to pull themselves out.”

Or maybe they drowned and sank to the bottom.

She shook her head to dislodge the thought. It remained.

With a weary sigh, Tuff hauled himself to his feet. “We can probably cover more ground if we search from opposite sides. You take this shore, and I’ll backtrack and find somewhere I can…”

The words died in his throat.

A chill that had nothing to do with the mist ran down her back. "What is it?”

“I don’t think they ever made it out.” Slowly, he lifted his arm, and pointed toward the water. “Look.”

She willed herself to look.

Caught on the jagged edge of a rock, nearly obscured by the mist, was Dedede’s toque.

The only thing louder than the falls was the heavy, percussive beating against her ribs. Tiff opened her mouth to—what could she even possibly say?—and was spared the agony of having to figure out what by the sound of Tuff gagging.

His shoulders tensed as he hunched over, one hand braced against the boulder, the other cupping his mouth.

“Tuff?” She took a step toward him. “Are you—?”

“I shouldn’t have had that sandwich.” He sucked in a sharp gasp. “Just. Just give me a sec. It’ll pass.”

He inhaled. Let it out through his nose. Repeat.

Slowly, his breathing evened, and he resurfaced from between his arms. “What are we gonna do?” he croaked.

Tiff pressed the heel of her hand against her brow. “I don’t know.”

“What do you mean, you don’t know?” She could feel the heat of his glare through his bangs, as he whipped his head to face her. “You’re the one we always go to when something bad like this happens!”

“Well, I’m sorry that I didn’t have any backup plans in case we murdered someone!”

Tuff’s jaw snapped shut with an audible click of teeth. “Don’t say that.”

“Why? Because you don’t like that it’s true?” The sand crunched beneath her shoes as she paced. “They fell because of us, Tuff. We’re responsible.”

“It was an accident.” Though by the way he said it, Tiff wondered if he wasn’t trying to convince himself.

“The intention doesn’t matter. If we hadn’t startled them, they’d still be here.” Her eyes stung. She paused to rub at them, hoping it would stop. “We have to tell someone.”

“Are you nuts?” he asked. “Do you want to go to jail? Because that’s what’ll happen if you talk.”

“That’s what will happen if we don’t talk,” she snapped. “There are laws for refusing to report a homicide. And in case you forgot, one of the people we killed was a king.”

“A really bad king,” muttered Tuff.

“Do you really think Chief Bookem is going to care whether or not Dedede was a bad king?” Tiff asked. “He doesn’t like him any more than the rest of Cappy Town. Doesn’t mean he won’t put aside his feelings in order to do his job.”

They lapsed into tense, unhappy silence.

“Well—” Tuff considered. “It’s like you said: they’re dead, right?”

She gave a sharp, affirmative jerk of her head.

“Okay. Well, no one besides us actually saw what happened. It could be days before someone finds their bodies. Or weeks. Or maybe they never will.” He cuffed the sand with his shoe. “Whispy Woods can be dangerous for travelers, especially in the dark. If someone wasn’t paying attention to where they were going…”

He shrugged, with a very careful, very deliberate nonchalance.

“I mean, what are the odds they just…fell in?”

He let the words hang between them.

“So we just—say nothing?” she asked, at last. “Let people think their deaths were an accident?”

He frowned. “They were an accident, Tiff.”

“You know what I mean.” She scrubbed at her cheek, and watched as a flake of dried dirt came loose. “But suppose we’re wrong? Suppose by some miracle they did survive. What if they show up in town and start telling people that we knew? Or worse, what if they start telling people we pushed them in? They could change the story, and because of how suspicious it would look, people might actually believe them.”

“Unless someone tries to make contact with them using a ouija board,” Tuff scoffed, “then I think our secret’s safe.”

“...I suppose you’re right,” she said, when she trusted herself to speak again. “In which case, we should probably head back to the castle, and figure out what to do once things…settle down.”

“Guess so.”

They met each other’s eyes. A second later and they rushed to pull the other into a hug.

“I’m sorry I yelled at you.” Tiff tried, and partially succeeded, to suppress the hiccup that badly wanted to claw its way out of her throat.

Tuff's grip tightened around her torso. “Me too.”

On unspoken signal they stepped apart, and glanced at the waterfall behind them.

“Do you think we should say a few words?” Tuff asked, with a distinct air of discomfort. “You know, in case they’re still around.”

Tiff cleared her throat. “Sure. I’ll go first?”

He nodded.

She turned to face the water, and it occurred to her that she didn’t know what to say. It took her two false starts before she was able to gather her thoughts.

“King Dedede? Escargoon?” It would’ve been easier if Tiff at least had something to look at besides the thick plumes of vapor. (She very pointedly avoided the hat still clinging to the rocks.) “We’re sorry that you—that we let you die.” Truthfully, she wasn’t entirely convinced that paranormal activity was actually a thing, let alone the idea of them lingering. But just in case… “And for all those times you hurt Kirby, or tried to destroy Cappy Town—we forgive you. I hope you’re both at peace.”

Tuff straightened. “Ditto to what my sister said. Most of it, anyway. Look, I’m still mad at you guys, but you didn’t deserve to go out like that.” He paused. “Please don’t haunt us.”

Tiff glared.

“What? I’m covering our bases.”

“Fine.” She didn’t really feel like pressing the matter, anyway. “I guess it’s over, then.” Admittedly, Tiff wasn’t sure what emotions she was supposed to be processing. She had always wondered whether or not she’d find relief in a future where they no longer had to look over their shoulders, waiting for each new scheme.

She wondered if guilt and closure cancelled each other out.

Ruthlessly, Tiff shoved the thought aside. That was a problem for another day. “Want to start making our way back?”

“Yeah.” Tuff hesitated. “Just—do you mind if I do something first?”

“Sure?”

“Great.”

And he proceeded to puke on the sand.

#kirby #kirby: right back at ya #hoshi no kaabii #tiff #tuff #king dedede #escargoon #i recently decided to get back into the anime #and wanted to try my hands at re-writing an old fic of mine from 2009 #here goes nothing #kirby thought dump #my posts #i speak #kirby fic

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coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe · 3 years ago

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Major Updates to My Weird Idea (that includes my Nightside OCs)

Go check my previous post on this - HERE

This is mainly an update for @schizoauthoress , @the--blackdahlia , @spacelizardtrashboys , @enigmaticandunstable and @piratewithvigor and I personally think @nattinngrst might like this.

I went on a trip to the beach yesterday with my parents and my older brother (who I bored and annoyed with this idea and you'll see some of his influence in this here post)

Anything written in italics is meant to be taken as a joke as you read through this wall of text, sending good vibes as always, hope y'all are doing well.

The show is set in Canadian, Texas (real place: Wikipedia). I'm thinking of this show starting in the mid-to-late 90s (1996/1997).

I've managed to do several things with that weird sitcom idea, so, where to start, how about with the three potential titles:

1 - Neighbourhood Watch

2 - First Call

3 - First Round (Which my brother likes)

Here are some options for bar names, starting with the Cop bar:

1 - The Donut Hole

2 - The Roasted Hog (which my big bro suggested)

3 - The Sherriff's Outpost

And the Biker Bar:

1 - The Handlebar Inn

2 - The Steel Horse Saloon

3 - The Rebel Room

Next on the list of updates: Cast additions, character roles and (Finally after 2 days) Names for Everyone!!

I'll start with the Cop Bar's owner & staff:

Rosalina Asturias 'Rosa' (Played by Billie Martinez) an employee of the local cop bar. Didn't grow up in the town, moved here for work.

Violet Croft (Played by Eli Herne) an employee. Grew up in town, never left, has the hots for one of the guys in the local police.

Sunshine Crawford 'Sunny' (Played by Holly Di Antonio) an employee. Grew up in town, left for college and came back.

Roscoe Power 'Ross' (Played by Jimmy Hart) the loudmouth who owns the bar, grew up in town, used to be a car salesman.

Olesya Pavlovsky 'Olivia' (Played by Penelope Voronin) an employee who grew up in town and has immigrant parents, goes by 'Olivia' because she would rather you don't f*** up her actual name.

Winona Vance (Played by Sam Griffin Silver) an employee who moved here from New York, for unknown reasons, and doesn't really understand the small town, everyone knows everyone lifestyle.

Lavender Whittemore (Played by Victoria Lucifarian) an employee who grew up in England but moved to live in America, settled in Canadian, Texas due to her love of westerns.

Next: The Local Police Squad:

Sergeant Valentine Gautier 'Val' (Played by Bret Hart) recently promoted before the series begins but still on patrol duty, watches over his younger brother.

Corporal Buck Morris 'Buckshot' (Played by Davey Boy Smith) the gun loving corporal of the squad and the only one to have both 'work' and 'home' guns.

Captain Napoleon Cooper 'Crazy Cooper' / 'Captain Crazy' (Played by Jim Neidhart) the police captain, recently reassigned to Canadian, Texas as there were rumours abut him which interfered with his work in his previous location.

Officer Duke Gautier (Played by Owen Hart) the young, recently recruited brother of Sgt Gautier, often put on patrol alone to ensure less arguments, but always checked on by his brother.

Next: The Biker Bar's Staff:

Ozzy Rains (Played by Charles Wright) A biker and member of the staff who grew up just outside of town but loves his fellow staff members like family.

Brock Martel (Played by Henry Godwin) a biker and member of the staff who grew up on a local ranch and loves beer, football and the current Mayor's down-to-Earth style.

Vincent Gore 'Vinnie' (Played by Kane) the owner's son and a known fire loving 'freak' often protected by his surrogate family, the bar staff, Vinnie knows no better than 'ooh, cool looking fire' and must be restrained or have his hands swatted away to stop him burning himself trying to touch campfires.

Raven Knight (Played by Kirby Roussimoff) the only female staff member, but also the girl who does all the tough jobs when needed, has a side business of making and selling artwork, such as portraits to locals, has designed some of the bar staff's tattoos.

Harlow Gore (Played by Paul Bearer) the owner of the bar and a loving father to his son, took Murphy (Undertaker) under his wing when they first met and also treats him, and the rest of staff, like family.

Hunter King (Played by Phineas Godwin) Brock's cousin and a member of staff, taught Raven how to shoot a shotgun and his father owns a local tattoo parlour.

Sequoia Reed (Played by Rikishi) an employee and Frankie's (Yokozuna) cousin, also a surrogate cousin to Raven, having been best friends since childhood. Reed loves his job and his staff family and will defend both at any cost.

Lupe Zapatero (Played by Savio Vega) an employee at the bar and possibly the shortest member of staff, towered over by the tallest staff members but is not any less of a fighter because of his size, a former mechanic who loves nothing more than taking things apart and putting them back together while listening to metal / rock.

Murphy Graves (Played By The Undertaker) Manager of the biker bar and an excellent member of staff, has an outlaw rules vibe, as in he would say to the police "Your jurisdiction ends when you walk in my bar." Very protective of the staff, and the owner.

Frankie Wolf (Played by Yokozuna) the most relaxed and laid-back of the staff, Frankie would prefer to be in the kitchen making potential 'Culinary Masterpieces' as he would call them. Sequoia and Raven's (surrogate) cousin, views his staff mates as family.

Next: The Local Band (Named: Exoskeleton Samurai)/College Students

Quinn Thorn (Played by Jeff Hardy) the bassist to Ros' (Lita) vocals / lead Guitar and older brother Garth's (Matt) Drums, a face paint enthusiast and an English major in college who never seems to find time to study, but always has time to date somehow.

Roz Jerome (Played by Lita) the vocals and lead guitar for the band and an art major who actually studies, dating Garth (Matt) and met Quinn through him. Roz also studies Spanish and French.

Garth Thorn (Played by Matt Hardy) Quinn's older brother and the band's drummer, a major in psychology and a horror movie lover, Roz' boyfriend and almost totally devoted to her, even at the cost of his college work.

Next: The Local Townsfolk of Note:

Mayor Robert Sweet (Played by Jim Duggan) rarely seen, but apparently a good man with good ideas, helps out in volunteer projects and absolutely loves the town. Trying his hardest and people know this, and they love him. (did I meme correctly?)

Rusty Jarvis (Played by Mick Foley) the local hippie who has never left town, somehow managing to know both everything and nothing at the same town. (Very Dude Love with hints of Cactus Jack and Mankind) Does know how to fight when he needs to.

Redd Wayne (Played by 'Sycho' Sid Vicious/Justice) the local baseball/softball star, helps out at the local school/college teaching sports and likes Raven's artwork, he watches her draw when he can, runs the local little league & minor league baseball/softball games.

Earl Black (Played by Steve Austin) the most often seen regular at the biker bar, absolutely loves both the bar and the town, a hardworking guy who has befriended the entire staff (including Harlow and Vinnie) of the biker bar.

Lex Aston (Played by The Rock) a local struggling actor, teaching an acting class to pay the bills and an absolute ladies man, and for that reason he goes to the cop bar, to try and pick up one of the bartenders who works there, often favouring Rosa as she will jokingly flirt back.

Finally (for this section): The Degenerates and Their Benefactors:

Reign Yates (Played by Billy Gunn) Leon's (Road Dogg) best friend, often the getaway driver for the group and a scout for locations, often getting all the info on a place before telling Matty (H.H.H) and Dell (HBK). Often leaves town with Leon to get the heat off them. (and make out in secret)

Zelda Hooper (Played by Chyna) the only female degenerate but possibly the toughest, has a rap sheet as big as her arms, not to be trusted when around the other degenerates as she is usually the actual brains of the operation.

Matty Battle (Played by Hunter Hearst Helmsley) the co-leader of the degenerates, often protected by Zelda or Mark (Kevin Nash). does most of the talking but has the piss taken of him for his looks often by either other degenerates or locals who don't care for the degenerates.

Romeo Colombera (Played by Mike Rotundo/I.R.S) the right hand man of the mysterious benefactor, and often the lawyer for the degenerates as well as a taskmaster for them, telling them what the boss wants done and by what date.

Mark Rake (Played by Kevin Nash/Diesel) the tallest degenerate with a rap sheet as long as his leg, a former bouncer at a now closed nightclub, alongside best friend (and possibly boyfriend) Galo (Scott Hall) and now a bodyguard (when needed) for Matty and Dell (HBK, also boyfriends).

Leon Rose (Played by Road Dogg) best friend of Reign and a scout for the group alongside him. Has found every possible way to piss off other townsfolk and often in the most fights because of it, always on the police's radar for one thing or another and constantly leaving town because of it.

Galo Villalobos (Played by Scott Hall/Razor Ramon) the only (supposedly) Latino degenerate, raised in Canadian, Texas but his parents are from Cuba, Galo is a former nightclub bouncer (alongside Mark) Galo is known (for his ability to give minus fucks) as the most relaxed member of the group.

Dell Pain (Played by Shawn Michaels/HBK) the co-leader alongside Matty, a known flirt with people regardless of gender or sexuality, just to piss them off on some occasions. Dell grew up in town, knowing it like the back of his hand.

Giles Rennell (Played by Ted DiBiase) the mysterious benefactor of the group, bailing them out if needed, he stumbled across the group after seeing a police bulletin and decided to use them to cause enough chaos to guarantee a chance in the next mayoral election.

Zac Noel (Played by X-Pac) the shortest and youngest degenerate, Zac is often treated as the child of the group, being taught how to get away with crimes and trick the police into just letting him go by clerical error and tomfoolery.

Next on my list of updates: Season 1's episode list, episode titles, episode synopses, some spoilers, and the revolving door idea a bit further explained.

Series running order:

Biker bar episode

Cops on Patrol episode

Band/College Students episode

Cop bar episode (yes these are different)

Degenerates episode

(last episode of each season/series only) town meeting/town get-together (E.X: town hall meetings, the town getting together for a sports game or barbeque or restaurant opening)

1x01: Insert Coin to Start: The pilot episode of the series sees the local biker bar of Canadian, Texas installing two, brand new, arcade machines. After leaving for the night, the team finds the bar broken into and both machines missing with no evidence or possible suspects to the robbery. The team finds the machines relatively undamaged in an alleyway nearby. By the end of the episode there's still no suspects. B plot includes an argument between father and son, Harlow and Vincent which ends when Murphy gets involved.

1x02: Hot Pursuit: Newly instated chief of police Chief Cooper [Neidhart] makes changes to the patrol teams before tasking them with looking for any persons involved with (1x01)'s robbery and break-in, leading to a high speed chase later in the episode. B plot includes the squad coming to grips with the new, and much crazier, police chief.

1x03: Making Noise: Local band Exoskeleton Samurai [Team Extreme] are writing new music late at night while Roz [Lita] tries to study for a class the following day but, during a moment of quiet, they hear a break in a couple of doors down and attempt to see who it is. The group get a glimpse of Zac Noel [X-Pac] and Mark Rake [Nash] but not a full glimpse. Now aware of the local degenerates, the band try and forget about it and focus on their own lives until their apartment gets broken into when they're not there.

1x04: Donuts & Beer: The new cop bar opens on the other side of town, serving mainly (both savoury and sweet) bagels and donuts as well as beer (on tap and bottled), the fact it's slightly more risqué gets (both good and bad) attention on the place. Winona Vance [Sam] gets in a fight with Zac Noel [X-Pac] as she's locking up. Winona [Sam] being put in the hospital with a broken arm makes the rest of [Cop Bar]'s staff double down on getting justice for the near break-in.

1x05: Dirty Work: The first episode from the degenerates perspective. The degenerates are just causing general problems for the town without reason because it's fun' but it's quickly losing their interest as the heat on them rises. The end of the episode has Matty Battle [Triple H] receiving a call from 'Mister R' [DiBiase] offering him a deal.

1x06: Blue & Black: A brawl breaks out at [Biker Bar] following whispers that the people who broke in are in the building. The bikers who work at the bar threaten to hurt anyone who works for the rival bar if they try and mess with business while in the biker bar.

1x07: Captain Crazy: A rumour that the current captain was moved location and promoted to smooth over allegations that he may not be fully sane, Officer Duke Gautier [Owen] is determined to find the truth while Sergeant Valentine Gautier [Bret] and Corporal Buck Morris [Davey Boy] are determined to keep the peace and catch the local degenerates.

1x08: Broken Strings: following an argument with an ex girlfriend Quinn Thorn [Jeff] finds his guitar smashed and has to work odd jobs to buy another one (starting a potential series c plot). Garth Thorn [Matt] ends up in a fight with Galo Villalobos [Hall] which ends when Roz Jerome [Lita] smashes a table leg over the back of Galo's [Scott's] head, knocking him out and giving him over to the police.

1x09: Badges & Bottle Tops: Captain Cooper [Neidhart] stops by [cop bar] to talk with owner Roscoe Power [Jimmy Hart]. Meanwhile the Gautier boys [Owen & Bret] interrogate Galo Villalobos [Scott Hall] about what the degenerates are doing and why, getting no information about the mysterious benefactor over than he pays them a lot of money depending on what they do.

1x10: Paid off: The mysterious benefactor 'Mister R' [DiBiase] pays Galo's [Scott's] bail, getting him free for a while but side-lining him too. The benefactor remains hidden in shadow but Matty & Dell [Triple H & HBK] have a meeting with him to discuss money and the next job.

1x11: Written in Ink: the tattooed bikers on the staff encourage regular customer Earl Black [Austin] to get a skull tattoo on his back and even take him with them to the tattoo parlour they frequent, finding it to be burned to the ground with a 'freaks get lost' sign planted in the wreckage. Murphy Graves [Undertaker] dismisses the rumours that the arsonist is the fire fascinated Vincent Gore [Kane] and even gives him an alibi when the cops come looking for answers, putting blame on someone in town who knows about Vinnie's [Kane's] love of fire, which is nearly every person in town.

1x12: Sergeant Heartbreaker: Sergeant Gautier [Bret] is accused of flirting with the staff at [Cop bar] leading to a paid two day leave to get heat off of him while he's ordered to remain at home. Officer Gautier [Owen] and Corporal Morris [Davey Boy] are put on patrol together, leading to a high speed chase of Reign Yates, Leon Rose & Zelda Hooper [Gunn, Road Dogg & Chyna] after witnessing a mugging, assault and graffiti from the trio, the cops eventually lose them down a back road on private Giles Rennell's [DiBiase's] land they would need a warrant for.

1x13: Failing Grade: Quinn's [Jeff's] lack of sleep leads to him getting a fail on an test forcing him to do the semester again. Enraged by this Quinn [Jeff] considers leaving the school but is encouraged to continue following Garth [Matt] ending up in hospital following [1x12]'s assault and mugging on Garth & Roz [Matt & Lita].

1x14: Microphones & Megaphones: [cop bar]'s owner Roscoe Power [Jimmy Hart] installs a stage for local acts in the bar, leading to Violet Croft [Eli] performing later that episode (the closing of the episode into the credits) and the night before the first performance the bar is covered in graffiti, leading to a massive clean up effort from the staff and local volunteers (like Mick Foley & The Rock).

1x15: Trench Warfare: Romeo Colombera [IRS] the benefactor's [DiBiase's] right hand man and go-to lawyer gives the degenerates an list of jobs, run the police chief out of town by the end of the year, run the bikers out of town, and ensure that 'Mister R' [DiBiase] the benefactor wins the next mayoral election.

1x16: Fuelling Up: after closing up [biker bar] Raven Knight [Kirby] narrowly avoids being burned by her motorbike exploding in a ball of fire. Her boss, Harlow Gore [Bearer] tells her to take the week off, leading to her coming into the bar and sitting at the back of the bar, sketching the regular customers and having a long conversation with local sports star Redd Wayne [Sid].

1x17: Brothers in Arms: Together: the Gautier brothers [Bret & Owen] are put on patrol together leading to the arrest of Zelda, Matty & Dell [Chyna, Triple H & HBK] before the trio are bailed out, the brothers interrogate Dell Pain [HBK] (leading to a very 'basic instinct'-esque scene with Shawn in assless chaps and boxer briefs) who gives them no information on their behaviour and why they are doing the things they've done.

1x18: Night Time Fun: the band attends a college party, unknowingly with Zac Noel [X-Pac] also in attendance, leading to the trio being high and drunk and the Thorn brothers [Matt & Jeff] end up in a fight, almost being thrown out of college entirely for their actions the next morning.

1x19: Head or Hart: Violet Croft [Eli] and (officer) Duke Gautier [Owen] meet properly for the first time on a blind date, leading to them walking through the streets of Canadian, Texas at night. The date is quickly ended after Duke [Owen] spots Leon Rose [Road Dogg] spray painting [cop bar] and gives chase after handing Violet [Eli] his number.

1x20: Grunt Work: The degenerates have a group meeting about how to sabotage the town meeting, leading to Rennell [DiBiase] coming out of the shadows to lead the degenerates in a coordinated attack on the town hall. Leading to the degenerates waiting until the town meeting to begin the next day.

1x21: Town Meeting: Mayor Robert Sweet [Duggan] conducts a town meeting, leading to everyone airing their grievances with the degenerates recent spree of activity. At the end of the meeting, paint bombs hidden above the townsfolk go off all at once, covering everyone in bright, almost neon, green paint.

#Kayleigh's weird idea #any thoughts?

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wtfgaylittlezooid · 4 years ago

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I’ve lost to temptation so here it is

My interpretation of magolor lets fucking go

So first section: How this bitch works

So Magolor is from Halcandria, a planet who’s core is essentially magic. There’s so much magic on this single planet that it leaked into the life and even some objects that could contain it. Magolor is no exception. Magic energy is essentially stored in a second heart (tho it’s more of a container than a heart), and runs through the body very similar to blood. It’s created and flows through his body, and allows for things like his eye glow, floating, and obviously powers. When he’s asleep, it regenerates. If there’s already enough magic energy while he’s asleep, it disposes of the old magic mostly by floating in sleep or by more severe means like insomnia aka magical overdose (which I’ve gone over before).

Next, is the glowing eyes!! Why he have that, I’ll tell ya. It makes it easier to detect other halcandrians as well as make it easier to detect light such as fire. Which is very useful when you need to look through ashy clouds and make sure a giant rock isn’t about to slam into you from above. It’s also a way to show the health of a halcandrian. Though the eyes glow yellow, they have a brown color very similar to their fur. If they’re sick or very unhealthy, they lose their glow and it slowly reverts to the brown color.

As a side effect of the master crown though, Magolor’s magic energy got boosted by the crown so he didn’t just die instantly by overwhelming power. It sounds like a good thing on paper, having so much energy to the point where he can fight non stop without getting tired magically, but magic overdose due to him not being able to deplete enough of it fast enough is a bitch. He gets sick a lot easier, bad insomnia, as well as occasionally using magic without realizing. So this clears out how he works and shit!! Now onto...

Before RTDL

So before RTDL Magolor had little social skills or experience with interacting with other people that wasnt lying to them to get them to do stuff. It was just how Halcandria worked. People kept to themselves and if you needed help you’d have to twist the truth in order to convince them. Relationships of any kind are very rare in Halcandria as well.

So when he met Marx, it was weird. He originally planned to let him stay until he got better and told him about why he was found in a Nova’s wreckage, so he could hopefully get Marx to lead him to something else he could use to defeat Landia. It didn’t go as planned. Marx was an unpredictable dude who immeadiatly fell for Magolor (but mags didn’t notice cause he’s never experienced someone else crushing or a crush) and due to that Marx spent a lot of time with Magolor during recovery and grew on him. He also ended up showing Magolor what friendship was, and honestly: magolor liked it. He liked having someone around. It was a nice change, and it was nice to have someone around to help (and rarely give him affection). So, Magolor wanted Marx to rule the universe with him once he killed Landia. He didn’t want Marx to leave. Though things started going downhill when an accident happened one time while exploring and Magolor was distracted, leaving to Marx having to use Nova’s power to make sure Magolor was safe.

And Magolor was fascinated, and god he was excited. He pried Marx for questions about his wings, constantly stared at them when they were out, and started talking about if he and Marx used their combined powers they could finally kill Landia and get what they want. But Marx didn’t want to. His want for power by then left, and he knew the consequences. He was happy just hanging out with Mags, and didn’t want to risk his life fighting a dragon with a crown of infinite power. But Magolor, despite liking the change of company, was used to being a loner and believed he could do it again since he’s halcandrian. He said Marx could leave if he didn’t want to, and that was when Marx started to see just how desperate Magolor was for the Master Crown. It was all too similar to his own desperation with Nova, and all words were useless and failed to change Magolor’s mind. So Marx left, and Magolor continued. He felt a little bad (and lonely) but pushed it down and decided no turning back and opted to modifying the Starcutter more like a weapon and attacking Landia that way, but failing.

Though he had a backup plan, thanks to Marx. Which brings me to..

The Betrayal

So this is RTDL time, before the betrayal. His back up plan was going to the pink hero Marx ranted about and using them to get the crown. After all, if they could defeat someone with the gift of Nova’s power, they could defeat a wyvern with a crown. They landed, and Magolor met everyone, but he couldn’t stop thinking about a certain someone. Chilly, who volunteered to stay with him while the others collected the spheres and parts (tho it was because he was suspicious). Mags didn’t know this, and assumed he was being nice. So the second person who (he thought) was being friendly with him enough to stay with him, and fill that hole Marx accdientally left by leaving him. He couldn’t not get attatched. He became REALLY REALLY clingy, and did as much as he could to keep himself focused as well as make sure they were friends. It backfired, making Chilly agitated most of the time, but it also semi worked later on. Most of his time between the betrayal and his crash landing was spent monitoring everyone’s progress, and trying to get Chilly to like him so he could do what he had to do during the betrayal.

Now during the betrayal! The closer he got to achieving the crown again, the more desperate and ooc he got. By the time he was at Halcandria, there’d be no way to talk him out of it, since he was THIS close. But there was still one thing wrong that he assumed the crown would fix: he couldn’t go back to being alone. He assumed he would adjust, since that’s how it’s been for his whole life. But now, that he’s actually had two people really close to him (and one leave) that showed him affection and didn’t only use him like in Halcandria, he didn’t want to go back to being alone. He couldn’t. But he came too far to turn back, and continued anyway (not like he ever changed his mind, but he did have moments of doubt). He told Chilly to stay in the Starcutter, wanting to keep him safe, which obviously didn’t go well for him when Chilly responded with freezing the ship from the inside to stop Magolor from using it in its attacks.

And of course, when Magolor sees this, he has a moment of “oh shit I can’t let him do this. I can’t lose someone else.” And tries to convince Chilly to join him. He talks about the two of them ruling and even giving Chilly Popstar to rule. He means it. He wants someone with him, somebody that he genuinely loves and treats him like a friend. He assumed that if he didn’t force Chilly into working with him like Marx, he would join in the end. And like any person with common sense, Chilly denies, loyal to Kirby and Popstar. THIS was the moment Magolor became truly desperate, he tries to convince Chilly to join him but he can barely get any words other than “but you were only friend” out while crying (in the middle of battle lol). Kirby and everyone take this chance to attack, while Magolor is just kind of broken. He fucked up again.

And he’ll be alone.

He has one thing left now, and that’s the power to rule the universe.

And he’s desperate to have this one thing go right for him, and he uses the remaining power of the Master Crown... which brings me to the next topic!

The Master Crown

Full section for the master crown let’s go. It gets its dark power from a leader/creator of dark matter (think 0), and is sentient. It only knows to shroud the world in darkness, and will do whatever it takes to get it. It’s powers are held at bay by Landia, who is Halcandria’s guardian and can resist its powers due to being a magic guardian. Magolor however, isn’t a magic guardian, and can’t resist. To him, it’s a shiny piece of jewelry that’ll make him strong so things can finally go his way.

The way it works is by drawing people in, like a venus fly trap. It just amplify people’s interest in it, as well as bring out the more negative traits about them that makes them easier to control. The most common traits is desperation, impulsiveness, frustration, and determination. And once the crown is on their head, it locks on and is irremovable and works like a parasite, basically completely erasing whoever put it on and molding them to the perfect puppet. Magolor essentially just sped up the process completely by using the last of its power in a desperate attempt to get what he wanted.

After the Betrayal

Magolor, after the betrayal, is left just floating around Another Dimension. He’s exhausted, in a lot of pain, and completely magically drained. He couldn’t even float if he tried, and that uses the bare minimum of magic. He’s stuck here for a long time, and at first, he’s extremely frustrated and upset. He spends a lot of time replaying the events in his head (not magolor soul, he has no memories of that aside from snippets that come into his dreams that are partially due to the master crown’s lasting effect) and just getting more and more angry at everything. He was so close to having control over EVERYTHING, and he lost it over himself the second he used the rest of the power. He was infuriated that he manged to let that stupid puffball beat him, along with their friends.

He cries, screams, shouts, but it doesn’t matter. Rage can only last so long, and it’s not much before he’s just exhausted and tired. He’s given up on escaping, knowing he can’t. He cant form a dimensional portal strong enough to pull him out of a dimension. He only has the skill to use it for teleportation. After a few days, he’s accepted what happened, that this is his fate. He hates being alone, floating in space with no silly jester to crack a joke or scratch his head, and no snowman who’s bell jingled with an adorable tune whenever he laughed and even gave him hugs. He ends up getting habits of scratching his head (despite the pain because of master crown injuries) and hugging himself as a way to fill that hole the two left when leaving. He misses them, and starts to regret going after the crown in the first place. He comes up with scenarios in his head to pass the time as he basically waits for himself to rot. He imagines apologizing and having his friends back. He imagines Marx somehow finding him similar to how Magolor found him. He imagines not being alone, and being happy. Not plagued by agonizing exhaustion and self fury. He even comes to miss Kirby and their friend one he actually realizes the kindness they showed him, since he was too focused before to realize.

He spends a few days in the hell dimension before he finds something. He ends up finding an energy sphere that floats past that was lost during the battle. He grabs and clings to it, now having only one thing from before. It doesn’t make the loneliness any better, but it does make things a little less bareable. But of course, energy spheres are a sphere doomer’s favorite snack, and it doesn’t take long before one comes along really wanting it.

Magolor at first, pushes it away desperate to keep this one thing he had before, and the sphere doomer keeps coming back desperately wanting its food. Eventually, Magolor and the sphere doomer form a slight bond since this was when Magolor started slowly regaining magic again and tries attacking it with his revolution orbs, but it’s just a treat for the sphere doomer. The sphere doomer keeps coming back for more treats and another attempt at a snack, and Magolor feels a little less lonely. Over time, he actually gains enough of its trust to pet it and even talks to it. He names her Lor II.

Lor II is the reason he gets out of Another Dimension and back to Halcandria, via opening a rift. Lor II basically gives Magolor a second chance to make things right, and he immeadiatly takes it. Of course, he has to steal the Starcutter to do it, but he makes his way to Popstar to apologize, because he REALLY regrets his major fuck up and at the very least, he can make things better (and maybe get a chance at being less lonely).

So that’s all I got lmao hope you enjoyed

#kirby series #my hc #magolor #marxochilly #hope this is coherent

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