#dont worry about it. so i go and do a gun run and my first boon is a hammer of daedalus

[deesseshesca]

PAC: How do y’all feel about each other sexual energy ? (18+)

(SINGLE SINCE BIRTH - ERA ~3 )

Haven't slept since last night...

Hello Chérie d'Amour !

How y'all doing ? Hope those last few days have been treating u better than me. When it comes to me is time for me to take a real break. I'm going to be inactive for a month. I am so sorry for my single babe since birth, it was finally your turn to thrive but don't worry, I try to create some good juicy content before I leave for a moment. All readings will be on sale up until this weekend because of recession. I feel like you guys need to catch a break but keep in mind you will only receive the product in May 2025. In April everything will to back to regular prices. That being said, I hope April brings you nothing but success.

MUCH LOVE,

SHESCA.

PILE 1 

YOU : You feel that he has experiences and you are one on his list of potential lovers. I am not going to lie before I even get further, this does not feel like romantic love. It could be platonic love with sex (FWB or sexual arrangement) at least from your side. I don't know if that's how y’all relationships begin or how it was always supposed to be. Ahhh… now lets go. You can sense the deep desire he has for you. Maybe he has prey eyes when he lays them on you. May have possessive  mannerism  with you. Also may tell you to go around and tell others you are his because he hates the thought that anyone can even think they have a chance with you. I just heard: “ You are too pretty for your own good”. You do applaud the fact that he never cares and always show you off no matter the circumstance. Not the type to be disrespectful. May actually be quite the feminist not the performative kind. You may never think he cares so much for women rights because he dont look like it. May have a darker or alternative aesthetic. If not then has the aesthetic of somebody that dont care for women rights : pick up car, bible verse tatted, country accent and love hunting. Actually very emotionally available yet avoidant. Which mean he can express himself and can be transparent with his feelings. Probably dealt with his childhood trauma, not the type to ghost after fucking you. Actually take care of you and give some aftercare. Asking you if you are "ok", before the act and after. Clean you up and tell you he leaves before doing it so you dont wake up feeling funny. Would hate for you to feel use. Avoidant because he can't see himself being in a relationship because he dont think he deserves it. You can feel all this by the way he treats you right but can't seem to give you the title you desire. Want you to be his, act like you are his and don't mess with other people, yet don't want to ask you out properly. You can feel like his manifesting you. What I mean by that, is that you are going to see him grow. From running from you, to trying, to loving you and appreciating you. He wants you, you can see it in his eyes, his actions and his words. You feel like one of most prize objects in his life, he treats you as such and you know that you are all he wants.  Also he has a big dick. To my virgin babe don't worry, he is no monster. Will probably do a lot of foreplay and y'all may also have many nights that all you do is oral sex prepping for the big gun. If you are a virgin, he is very scared of hurting you. 

HIM : 

Before anything : I hear and see you caressing his cheek while saying: “My baby, my baby…” with a sad tone. 

They fucking love is crazy. At first I was unsure and I would be the first to tell you to run the fuck away from something, y’all know me. I don't play those games. 

HE FUCKING LOVES EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU ! The way you look, the color of your hair, your hairstyle, if is curly or not, the color of your eyes, the way it light up, the shape of your face, the face you make when he fuck you, he loves you body, every inch. Clothes or nah, he is fucking turn on all the time when it comes to you. The style you have, nails or nah, lashes or nah, makeup or nah, shave or nah. He loves the sound of your voice, the moan you make when he's thrusting deep into you, the way you talk dirty and the way you tease him with nudes, the way  you end up play hard to get it just for the fuck of it. The reality is you guys meet when he just came out of the dark night of the soul. He just fought suicidal thought maybe even survive an attempt. He may be clean from self harm tendency or his sober from substances. He’s still in woods but his not dancing with the devil no more. You are going to force your way into his life. He is a loner and he dont like to mingle but you are coming in with your zest for life … LOL ! What you don't know is that you are the sun of his life. Just by existing you bring him all the joy, life never thought worth giving him. Don't get me wrong it aint co-dependent. He doesn't live because of you. Nah he lived so he could found you. Going back to him, he is too fucking tired to start fighting his avoidant issue but without realizing it he will be growing with you. You are going to enter his life when he is in the 8 cup era( me : surprise the card did not come up) , like he let go of something but he is not yet sure of the next path but knows he must leave so he did. Your warmth  ( dang all I wanted was the sex … here I am in love reading) is something he yearns for. He will often hit you  up, so he can spend your work break with you in his car so you guys can cuddle. He will hit up after work so he can see you. He will beg to see you. Not for sex just to sleep. If he has night terror, you make them stop. Don't worry you ain't got no super power, it's just because he feels safe in your embrace. In my visions regarding your couple, he is always sleeping. Damn y’all fav spot is your bedroom. Lol … babe don't take it personally but he see you as a liability. No job asking for princess treatment just eating and using all his money. He would love how wet you get. You are going to make him feel like his dick has super power in the bedroom because he can make you squirt. To my virgin no worries is actually bound to happen since he's big and you go that WAP. You guys may develop a size kink together. 

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PILE 2

YOU : You feel as tho he has a breeding kink. He loves nutting in you or loves seeing his cum on your tits, your butt, stomach or your face. A fan of facial. You may have a very pretty face, a bit childish, don't worry he aint a pedophile. You have a round face, very chubby cheek, and round deer eyes, may have a rather coquette or very feminine aesthetic. I am seeing light makeup, you may like to get doll up before y’all fuck. Don't act all innocent; you enjoy seeing the aftermath of y’all encounter. You get all doll up, so you can see the wig lifting (if you wear one), your makeup mush, you lips red, the hickeys on your body  or even like seeing your clothes tear down on the floor after the act is over (me: you guys are literally the representation of the quote : I love pink, violence and sex). You know he has a good sex reputation. He may have been a player until he decided to settle with you. You knew it and he never tried to hide it. If you guys do end up break up, he is forever going to be the best sex you ever had. The man knows what the fuck he is doing. You are not here for the sex tho. He knows it. You are here because he get you. Maybe people around expected you to act a certain way, you may attend private school, may be the oldest sibling in your family, may hold a job with power, whatever the situation is, you are held to a higher standard than the rest. Some of you may be the daughter of a pastor or religious important figure. With him, you get open up and even do stuff that would not be allowed by people around you. Having sex may be forbidden in your family before marriage. You may also smoke with him and drink 2. You guys talk to each other about hardship and he just gets it. The thing is pile 2, is like you guys are living in a golden cage. You have gone through so much trauma but you can't talk about it because there's almost a policy of : “ you hear nothing, see nothing and speak of nothing” in y’all family. I’m hearing the song of Pretty Little Liars. They have a darker aesthetic and they are more of a loner so you would think they are the one with the destructive habits but is all you. Now that I’m thinking about it, you may be the only one smoking and drinking when y'all are together and he just makes sure you don't go overboard. You may actually be the one asking him to go this hard in the bedroom. What's funny (not really), you don't feel like he loves you for you. You think, I am writing black on white, you think he only loves you for your tight pussy. You know I dont stand for BS so imma be very honest babes. He aint the problem. Y’all seriously hate yourself very deeply. It's really sad. I did not say I pity you but it breaks my heart, sensing the depth in which you hate your own gut. You see him as an enemie. Almost as a war weapon … I aint playing Chérie d’Amour. You make me think of the way Katniss thought of Peeta in the book of Hunger Games (the first ones). In reality, you don't think no one could ever love you. 

PS : You also feel like he is very emotional. Is easy for him to cry and he doesn't hide himself when he does so. He would cry a front of a kid show or while listening to the news. He may actually stay from the news because he easily absorbs emotions around that. A truth empath … LOL ! He is very loving in the way he dirty speak, I am hearing: “ Look at me …”, “ Is ok I’m here …”, “ You are doing amazing love …” 

HIM: 

I ain't going to lie, this is toxic. Not the yelling, verbally or physically abusive type of toxic. No breaking each other's spirit . Is more the type he wants to save you from you  and you are incapable to stop destroying yourself. Don't get him wrong, he ain't got no savior complex but he sees so much potential in you… yet all you see is his flaws and nothing is really changing your mind. If he is the one reading … RUN ! But since is you, there's nothing I can do but watch. Congrats you have manifested your first relationship  ( I swear I mean it with no sarcasm). There's a lot of lessons here. This may be your wake up call because you are the one closest on in this PAC getting in a relationship. May even happening this Aries season. Is not a matter of “if” but a matter of “when”. 

He feel like you have a facade because he can sense all you truly crave is softeness. You don't actually want this hardcore sex, you want something softer. Otherwise you will want to be degrated, the fact that you prefer him talking in a softer tone, caressing you and holding you when the act is done shows your true intention. You hide behind that tough cover. In front of people you play the perfect innocent daughter while in front of him you play this though women that nothing sacred anymore. He can also feel that you are disgusted by the fact that you do desire love and affection. He doesn't want you just for your tight pussy. He love the depth you have and the beauty you hold. You are a very pretty babe in his eyes, the prettiest woman he ever laid his gaze  upon. Also he’s in love with the poetic tone you give to your pain. You could quite literally love writing  poems or being a writer in your free time. You may play an instrument or love singing. He enjoys listening to you talking about philosophy for hours even tho he doesn't always agree with you. For him, you guys together are the embodiment of the song : Dark Paradise - Lana Del Rey. He feels like you are wasting your time with him. You deserve so much more than him. He ain't going nowhere. He feels like you only want him close to you just so you can hurt him. You wish you could destroy people around you but instead you keep hurting his love with fake promises and treating him like he is replaceable. He won't leave because he actually enjoys this arrangement.  If it is the only way for him to have you then that is how it must be. He may have a Mars in Scorpio or in Pisces. 

PS : Now I understand, he aint innocent either. While you destroy yourself with hate, substance and sex. He destroys himself by finding people he knows are going to hurt him. Is more than the victim complex, is the martyr. If he aint in pain then he ain't living. Right now in the spiritual world you are like falling stars colliding into each other and nobody is stopping you because there's life changing lessons that must happen. 

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PILE 3 

YOU: You are extremely grateful for all his exes. You thank them for the way they tame his masculinity and raise him to be an amazing bf. You are grateful for his sisters for showing what is it to actually deal a real women. Most importantly his mom for making him a gentleman. You feel like he loves trying new stuff in the bedroom and dont mind doing it in places that are not traditional. Everytime he grabs you, you don't know in which position you are going to be. He may love going round after rounds with no break ( me : Shit that a whole workout). May be the type to start making out in the car in broad day light with the windows down because he never gave a fuck. Will probably introduce you to sex toys, nothing crazy ladies. He ain't your BDSM type at all but his masculinity never was scared of a pink dildo or a rose toy ( amen to that !). You feel like he has multiple options. You see people flirting with him in front of you like you don't exist. You may keep your relationship private because when you post him, people add him with no shame. Also you applaud the effort he put in the bedroom. He put in the work. Coming in with new techniques  like the pillow or the bear hug. There's something about the way his hip moves, like he is going to hit your g-spot like nobody damn business. Over and over again at that. 

PS : Your first relationship may be an interracial one. For him, you're the first woman of that race he actually dated, not that he found you kind ugly, he just never had a chance to date one of y’all. Also don't worry, no fetishes, purely in love with learning your culture with respect. 

HIM :He feels like you have no idea of your sexual needs. Don't get him wrong,  he knows you are a virgin so you don't know how to move but the problem is that you don't seem to even know what you want. It's almost like you have literally no idea what sex is. Like a new concept falling from the sky. You are acting like you are a pre-teen who just now learned about sex. On the other hand he enjoys the way you are spontaneous many claim to be but they are not. There's a difference between being spontaneous and adventurous and people don't seem to know it. He loves the way you are down for anything at any moment. Which he always craved and missed in his last relationship. Going back to what I wrote, he feels like you are like a doll with no opinion. You just go with whatever he says with no real back bone. You don't tell him if you like what he just did. You don't show different emotions depending on different position or touch. You are just here looking at him nodding. He enjoys your moans but would prefer if you could appreciate him more in the bedroom. Don't get me wrong, he doesn't expect you to have the vocabulary of a porn star but tell him he's doing a good job. Telling him is hitting the right spot, telling him he's handsome and telling him you have been craving him. At the end of the day he aint stress because he is sure y’all are going to figure it out. It's just the beginning of your sexual journey and he knows with time and patience you are going to open up to him. 

PS: He knows you are nervous. The first time y’all are going to do it, you may actually be anxious. I see you looking around nervous and having jabbing movements. You will open up about the fact that you are not sure you can satisfy him. What you don't realize is just the thought of you, turning him on sooooo bad. He can't sleep without taking a cold shower because he is always sexually frustrated when it comes to you. You are literally his dream girl. Trust me babe, no need to worry, you are his female fantasy. 

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PILE 4 

YOU : You love the fact that he makes you feel wanted. You feel like you are the object of his desire. He makes you feel like he can't make a move without you in his life. Without you his life ain't complete. He makes you feel super sexy, always begging you for a pic of you. Not caring if it is a selfie, a nude or even just an OOTD. I see you taking a bunch of pictures that you keep in a folder for when he is needy of your presence but can't be near. Also you can sense how he gets no pleasure being in the dominant role of the relationship. For some of y’all, he will take the lead in public. For the other in this pile, he will be walking around unafraid to show how much of a simp he is.For the first type, he may be very tall and loves going to the gym. He cares for the finer things in life, I see luxurious cars and watches. He may work a white collar job and hold a title of power ranging from manager to CEO. Not the time to talk a lot, have a rather deep voice and have a mug face normally. While for the other he’s a student, shorter, may be older than you but have a baby  face. The first one would be the type to text you that he is waiting at your door, giving you unexpected surprise and making sure everyone knows you are taken because he is possessive. While the other may be the type to follow you around, be down with all your sidequest, take your picture like one of your fans and always have this fool expression on his face when it comes to you. You may tell him what to do but he will always pay for everything and give you the princess treatment. They both have something in common, they love to be dominated. Love it when you play with them. Edge theme, tell them “no” just to hear them whine, don't worry it won't be on your first time but will love it when you use toys on them 2. Will love it even more if you bound them in beautiful pink ribbons. Loves when you challenge them not to make a single noise or they wont get to fuck you tonight. They make you feel love. There's not a single doubt in your mind and others that he loves you. By the way he acts, speaks about you when you ain't there or even takes care of you like  you are the most delicate being on this planet. Whether it be with letters, text you poem, buy flowers or when he travels and always comes back with something that reminds them of you. The way they refuse to end FaceTime because they want to sleep and wake up to you. Scream to any women approaching  them that their fucking taken may wear a fake marriage ring to seal the deal because the mere fact that other women may flirt with them piss them off. 

PS : The biggest munch alive. Will literally cry if you don't let them taste your delicious pussy. 

HIM:He knows you are very strict, you don't play mind games. Your standard are high and you don't mind cutting a man off mid date, mid convo or even relationship if you don't feel respected. At the same time he knows your love can never go bad. You are not really the type to talk about the feelings, you are more the type to show it in your actions. The fact that you bake  for him, your eyes light up when you look at him, your voice softens when you speak to him or even the way your body relaxes when you touch him. On the other hand, he still can sense a blockage in you. It's like you are always waiting for him to fail. You never allow yourself to enjoy the bliss of this relationship. Waiting for him to become abusive, waiting for him to start yelling, waiting for him to start breaking shit around or even start cheating. Just so you can say : “ I knew it ! You can't trust this man, frl, frl.” The issue with this way of thinking is undervaluing the efforts put in by your partner and he also makes him feel like he is constantly passing a test. That may be a big red flag for him that he will consider the worthiness in longevity in your relationship. I see him entering the relationship knowing he found the one. I also sense he can let go, if he ever feels like he can't give you what you truly desire.

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[flowerfreya]

No Knock Raid

I kinda have an obsession with mafia!141 and it's my fave dark romance trope

Pairing: John Price / Reader

No mention of name or description of reader

About this: SWAT performs a no knock raid on the readers and Johns room.

This whole day tasted like it was off , it was way too hot , the air was  stagnant and you knew that tonight it was going to storm . John had been away on business since yesterday.  He’s texted on telegram multiple times just updating you on what's he’s doing and you the same 

The kids started summer about two weeks ago and you have officially run out of stuff to do. 

You know you have wonderful children but they have so much energy , sadly and with “daddy” gone they have gone a little crazy. Youve been to the pool , water balloons and a pillow fort that is still up. 

It's bath time and you can see the storm clouds rolling in and hoping you can get the kids to bed so they won't beg to sleep with you. 

You hear a crack of thunder as you fall asleep.

You wake up to the sound of more thunder or so  you think until men in SWAT gear are yelling at you with flashlights and guns to “GET , UP” and your first thought it that you need to get your kids and call John. You push the button on the backside of the night stand as you get led out of the bedroom and into the living room where your two children on their knees with the hands behind their head and one of the swat members holding your youngest.

“Mommy” the little cries reaching his little arms out for you.

“Can I grab him?”, you ask the agent.

“No”, he says.

“Please”, you beg. You think about what will happen once you tell him about the agent that refused to let you hold your children. Hearing your children cry and you not being able to do anything is hurting you in ways that you can’t even fathom.

“No”, he says again with a little more authority 

You think you start to disassociate seeing them take your kids away in a separate car with tears rolling down everyone's cheeks. At the precinct you are immediately taken to the integration room and you wait… and…. wait and ….wait some more. When the agent finally comes in, he looks tired but you see the smirk in his eye thinking he finally got John Price.

“Do you want some water or coffee?”, he ask.

“I want my phone call you”, say quietly.

“You sure you want to call your husband” he ask 

“I want my phone call”

He sighs ,“okay” and comes back with a flip phone 

You call your sister , she answers on the third ring 

“Hello”

“Can you come to the 18th precinct and pick up the kids”

“What” 

“Can you please come the 18th precinct and pick up the kids” 

“Yes , I will be there in thirty minutes” she hangs up after. You are worried about your children , they had guns pointed at them, woken up in the middle of the night with big men yelling at them, and you can't comfort them and it's making you go crazy. 

The lights in the integration room are starting to give you a headache , your stomach is rolling around, and you have picked off all your nails and started doing cuticle work with your teeth. You know the agent is asking you questions 

“Do you know what your husband does for a living “ 

“How often is he gone ? “

“What does 141 mean to you” 

You answered none of them , didn't even acknowledge the questions being asked. You just wanted to go home and hug your children. 

Agent number 2 walks in says something to Agent number 1 ears  he purses his lips rises out of his chair and says “Well Ms.Price your good to go” 

You relax your shoulders in relief and stand to your feet and follow them out the door. 

“-IF YOU DONT GET MY WIFE RIGHT KNOW ,HEADS WILL FUCKING ROLL” you hear him before you see him and the voice brings you so much joy you quicken your steps and round the corner and you see him. You walk towards him bumping into almost every desk and banging your head into his chest , grabbing his hand and squeezing as hard as you can. 

“My love , I’m so sorry” he whispers against your forehead.

“The children?” you ask just as quietly.

“Safe at home , with your sister” 

“Is home really safe?”

He is quiet and doesn’t answer but his eyes narrow and looks around and zones in at the Chief and stalks over 

“You got a lot of nerve doing a fucking no knock raid on my home” he’s standing toe to toe with him looking him directly in eyes. The Chief face pales and tries to back up and when sees that he runs into a wall , he sputters “I-I didn’t kno-” 

John somehow gets closer and rears his fist back “You didn’t know that your agents were going to raid my house”, he ask almost rhetorically. He says underneath his breath to him , “You will regret this and will be dealt with later” 

He then looks at you and walks toward you, puts his hand on the same of your back and leads you out the building and into the car.

[elise-the-blind]

So I’ve seen some artists show their idea of the next generation of Jak and Daxter aka the future kids Jak and his friends might have. Have you ever had thought about or drawn Jak and Keira kid and Tess x Dax kid?

ok, imma gonna have to admit something since this isn't the first times I've been asked this, but I actually have never made or had much interest in making fankids. I honestly dont know why I lack this brain chemical, with the amount of headcannons I come up with this should be right up my alley, but no.

But whatever, I'll think up as much as I can for this, just know that for my AU, its very unlikely these characters will be a part of any of it.

Damascus (son of Jak and Keira)

Named after Damas (because I think its funny). Grew up copying his dads constant scowl, but has never had an angry thought in his life. Took up his mums love of gadgets, focusing on precursor tech and will sneak around the monk temple for info (the monks are aware of this but dont mind, alittle confused on why he insists on sneaking in). Even though not mute he's still the least likely to speak out of all four. Was told a story about lurker sharks (probably told by Daxter) and now has a fear of the ocean.

Jak is very, VERY careful with what stories he tells his son and what lessons he might take from them and gives evil eyes to anyone who tries suggesting Damascus does the same hero stuff Jak did as a kid. Bro knows how badly all of that can go and does not want any of that for his son. A result of that is Damascus doesn't have a lot of experience with eco, only what he knows from Keira's family (green eco for first aid). He's only heard about light eco from the monks and he DEFINITELY doesn't know nadda about using dark eco. Damascus has only rarely seen the dark Jak, and always when he's in danger, so thinks of it just as "man my dad is so cool he can kick the butt of anyone that messes with me".

Has any of Jak's dark eco been passed on to Damascus? Something to ponder, I'm sure it wont affect him too badly.

The Triplets (Tess and Daxter's kids)

Cally (bow), Cash (piercings), Cade (gloves): They're the offspring of a sarcastic ego-filled furball and a gun manic bossbitch, you think any of them would be normal? no. All three are all different levels of shitshow, and are determined to make that everyone else's problem.

Cade is the honorary 'nerd' of the family, fixated on studying precursors and the worlds inner workings. Had an existential crisis at age 6 after thinking about whether or not they had any sort of human DNA from both their parents not being born an ottsel. He always follows Damascus around when he's snooping, making their own sworn oath of secrecy. Cade will sometimes ask his dad about dark eco which all of the time loops to "shit stings, stay out of it son." Once asked uncle Jak, got shut down real fast (bro you're giving your uncle Gol and Maia flashbacks pls stop he's too old for this).

Cash took the love of demolition from Tess and spends alot of time hanging around uncle Torn and aunt Ashelin learning about military mechanics and tactics used by the guard. She gets super hyped when hearing battle stories and sometimes pesters Damascus about anything his pa might have told him about metalheads. Because of the closeness Cash has with the leaders of Haven, she's one of the only kids that know in more detail about Jak's dark side and see's her uncle as a much more intimidating figure. She doesn't plan on telling Cade any of that despite his studies, she's alittle worried he'll get himself into trouble.

Cally got all the showboat center stage child energy from her dad, serving as the distraction for when the trio are doing crimes. Cally acts alot like 'Precursor Legacy' Daxter, always talking, always going for everyone's attention. Alot of that's an act of course, and Cally is often stuck running around making sure her siblings aren't caught in any mess or that the blame of any damage is shifted from them to someone else/her. Cally makes sure to involve Damascus in the chaos the three get into occasionally, even if he doesn't act interested. She once tired racing with Keira for the sake of fame, and while racing was dropped because of a fear of crashing, Cally is very skilled with vehicles and can speed across the city if she ever needs to get anywhere. She knows all secret paths in Haven and Spargus, if you're a target you will never get away, she will catch you.

Everyone takes part in keeping an eye on all of them (especially the triplets) but Sig makes sure that Damascus gets home safe each night, wouldn't want the past to repeat itself would we.

Pretty sure that's all I got. Maybe I'll do more with these guys if there's enough interest. Otherwise I'm back to comic stuff.

[onskepa]

Left Behind: Moments

Here is another chapter of the left behind series! Hope you all enjoy!

Left behind series

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Jake’s pov 

“So ummm…..I was told to vlog my day to day stuff. Guess to keep record of things I do and not lose my shit on this planet” Jake tells himself on camera. It has been a few hours since he woke up from his cryo sleep. His body ached, felt like a statue from not moving for 5 years. 

“This is year is 2154….those fuckers lied. It's been 7 years since I left Earth for this jungle gym crap. 7 years felt like nothing. My baby girl, probably in her preteen years right now. I wonder how she is doing. I wouldn't blame her if she hates me, no scratch that. She is incapable of hate. Maybe mad, yeah. But not hate. I want this mission to be done and over with.” 

Jake’s pov

“First day in my avatar…gotta say, it felt fucking amazing. I was able to breathe the native air! Best part, I can run! WOOHOOO! YES! Oh man, never in my life have I felt this amazing. Though I did get carried away. When I woke up in my new body, the excitement got to me. I ran almost all over the fields, the basketball court, the botanical gardens, it felt great. Almost got in trouble but grace was there to save my ass” 

“Still have to adjust to this body, grace is giving me a week to get used to it. I am not the only one though, there is a weird guy named Normal Spellman. Nerdy but otherwise cool. He is the one who studies alongside with tommy. Good pals I can only imagine. He just got his avatar too”

“I bet if my baby girl was here, she would be surprised. With everything really. Maybe a bit scared. Would enjoy it no doubt. Learn how this planet works. I cant help it. I wonder what she is doing. Is she making friends? Doing good in school? So many things. But I know the sooner I get this mission done, the sooner I get home to her” 

“Gotta rest now, got a big day tomorrow, this is Jake Sully, singing out” 

Jake’s pov 

“Colonel Quaritch, tough and kinda scary guy but he keeps people safe here. As safe as it can get on this planet. Met him in the brief meeting as a welcome home type of talk. But, weirdly enough, I admire him. He seems to know what he is doing and how to do it. Said he has a special mission for me, didn't say what yet but to expect a visit from him soon” 

“I can worry about that later. Tomorrow starts a new mission. Get samples from more remote areas of the forest. Norm was given a special task. Try to make a peaceful contact with the aliens here. Na’vi is what they are called. Grace gave me a brief on them. Some important figures too. Guess they have a system of rulers here. Like the old native tribes back on Earth. My missions is to guard and make sure grace and norm get what they need” 

“I will be honest, does not seem too bad. Was given the ok to shoot any possible threats. Practice with the guns, proud to say I have not lost my aim. It is getting late but I still have to do this. Does keep my mind busy, recalling the day’s events. I am starting to get into a routine” 

“After shutting off the camera, I look at the picture of me and my daughter. I would stare at it for a while until my eyes drop. See this? It was the day I won a little toy for her at an arcade. She was so happy. Not often was I able to give her something new. Hopefully the paychecks are getting funded for her needs. I bet she is getting nice, brand new things” 

“So many birthdays I missed. Im so sorry baby girl, but I promise, the second I go back, I will give you the biggest hug ever. Buy you all the gifts you could ever want, hell, if the pay is that good, get a better place. Maybe close to your favorite park that you like to play in. Better yet, go to the zoo like you always wanted. I know you will be much older but I dont care. You are my baby girl for life. Nothing is going to change that” 

“Guess now I better log off. Big day tomorrow, this is Jake Sully, signing off”

Jake’s pov 

“Things didn't go right during the mission and I was split up from grace and norm. A giant weird animal, thana-something called by grace, deadly, found us. Had his eyes on me, grace told me to run so I went the opposite direction of where those to were, to not get them in the crossfire. Seriously, that animal was huge, but I guess by some miracle, a bigger animal came into view. Like in those old nature documentaries, the two giants began to fight. Either way, I made a run for cause I know it was not going to end pretty” 

“I got lost along the way, had no idea where I was or how far I was from the crew. Took me sweet time though. Admiring the pretty sights that Pandora had to offer. Felt like a kid again. Everything was bright, colorful, alive. I can see why the RDA wants to use the resources here. Crazy to think that Earth was one like this. Green, healthy, breathing” 

“Of course somewhere along the way I lost myself even more, lost my gun. Had to make a spear then turn it into  a torch because night came. Now night time felt like a whole different world. Everything glowed, pretty almost neon colors illuminated the plats. Some small creatures also glowed. Sad that I couldn't appreciate it enough. Got attacked” 

“Freaking hyena looking animals, running in a pack. The fire helped create a distance as I ran but they were too many, though I was done for. My ass got saved by an unlikely person” 

Jake’s pov 

“Neytiri, princess of the Omatikaya clan. Scary lady but she saved me. Called me a baby, and told me that I have a strong heart. Stuff happened and next thing you know, I am in their home base. Word passed and neytiri was tasked to train me. Teach me their ways. I am where the RDA needs me to be. It is now only a matter of time. Give the Colonel what he wants, give grace what she wants. It is a win-win situation” 

“Still holding out on that little meeting Quaritch wants to have with me. Maybe it won't be that far, since now I am within the premise of the indigenous, I guess I need to collect more info” 

“A lot happened so to say. I gotta rest soon. If allowed, I can bring something from here, take it with me when I get back home. Pictures seem the best answer. Or something na’vi related. My little girl knows so little of what is being told about pandora. Or knew I should say. How old is she now….? Probably a preteen. Guess I dodged a bullet. I know pre-teen years are hell. No, I shouldn't say that” 

“Soon baby girl. The wait will be worth it. Like I promised. Training day begins tomorrow, so, with that, this is jake sully, signing out” 

Jake’s pov 

“I am part of the people. I am the son of the people and child of Eywa. Passing my iknimaya, taming my ikran, everything. I am na’vi. It feels unreal, hard to accept. Tsu’tey and I are brothers, wasn't that long ago he wanted to kill me, calling me ugly, but now we are at the same level” 

“They celebrated my rebirth. It was fantastic, neytiri made me dance even though I was terrible at it. The whole thing felt magical. Truly, I felt like I really belonged somewhere, being accepted. It felt nice. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, it did get better” 

“Surprise surprise, I am now mated to neytiri. She took me to the tree of voices, telling me of how sacred and precious it is, being able to connect to their ancestors. It was beautiful. Neytiri was beautiful, still is. Taking my breath away, and my availability” 

“I wouldn't change it for anything, she is someone I have come to love with all my heart. As cheesy as it sounds, it's true. Neytiri changed me, made me better, and I have no regrets”

Jake’s pov 

“They are starting to pressure us, more like me. The RDA really want the omatikaya gone, away from their home tree. Just because it houses the materials they want. It is not easy, none of it is easy. To tell them to leave, when it's been their home for thousands of years. According to Grace, I don't doubt her. This is their home, it is us who are the aliens” 

“They are not going to leave, nothing is going to change their minds. Worst yet, I know quaritch will do drastic things to get what he wants. I was an idiot to follow him, to believe him. What he will do, knowing his tactics, he will shed blood and bullets. I need to warn neytiri, mo’at, tsu’tey. Can't believe this is coming out of my mouth, but I pray to Eywa, that she guides me. What can I do to make sure things don't go downhill” 

“I came to make good money, to finish the mission given to me and be done with. Now, I am in a moral dilemma. I am stuck” 

Jake’s pov

“I am sorry. No amount of sorry’s that I say will ever be enough for anyone. Not to neytiri, not to eytukan, not to mo’at, tsu’tey grace, norm, anyone. It will never be enough. I brought this to them, it is only right that I help. War is coming, and soon. So many na’vi died when they destroyed their home tree. Many wounded, kids, infants, innocent lives” 

“Grace and I did our best to warn them, tell them to leave. Tsu’tey was adamant to fight, their weapons useless against the valkyries. In an instant, all was gone. I wanted to apologize to neytiri, she was furious, telling me I am not one of those people. She is right. Before anything more could be done, those damn bastards forced me to pull out. Pushed me in a tight closure” 

“Quaritch, a beast he is, heartless. Keeping me locked up yet outside of my cage he dangles the picture of my little girl. Telling me it's not too late to take his side if I ever want to go back to earth and see her again. Going on about how she will react to all of this. Her father rebelling against humanity. As much as I hate to admit…”

“He is right….I dont know if I will see her again. I hate to say….sacrifices have got to be made. I'm sorry, but I have to atone my sins. Like I said, no amount of sorry’s will be enough. Not even for my little girl, I am sorry baby girl, but daddy is not coming home”

Jake’s pov 

“We won. Quaritch is dead, and unfortunately, so is Grace and tsu’tey. Both sides lost many lives. Yet that is war, but we won. Humans are no more, many left, only few remained. Sworn their loyalty to the na’vi. Only they can stay. We made many sacrifices, I made many.  Many I dont regret, or will look back to. This is the beginning of a new chapter for me. There is nothing left to hold me back, not my past, not my memories.  I am at peace with what I did” 

“Neytiri is with a child, I am excited, I am going to be a father. I cant wait when they arrive, I will be there, welcoming my son or daughter into a new world of peace. First born, neytiri likes to say it over and over.  She is not wrong, our first child together in a new era of peace” 

“However there is still one thing left to do. A grand celebration is going to be held” 

“This I look forward to, many are coming together for it. It is my birthday after all, can't miss my own party. So, one last time. This is Jake Sully, the human, signing out. For good” 

Third pov

A young girl looks at the last vlog of her father, Jake Sully, eyes wide as she takes in what she just saw. This was a side she never knew, nor did she think it would be hidden.  

She clenches her hands into a fist tightly, gritting her teeth, her body shaking in fury. Hot tears streaming down her face, not knowing whether to cry in sadness or scream in anger. So many emotions mixed, creating a tornado in her mind. 

Hearing a door open behind her, she turns to glare at the man. 

“Why….” was all she could say before breaking down.

Aaaaaaaaaaand that is it for this chapter of the ongoing series! This one I chose to have only jake be the main point, his vlogs. See how his mind changes, perspective and what lead to the final choice. Trust me, this will come back for future chapters. So until next time! See ya!

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[soulidarity]

focused on your senses

after the bond between the two gets stronger, rafayel senses the blurred line between them

hurt? maybe???? | mentions of rafayels condition | check my notes at the end!

rafayel felt an agonizing amount of pain on his left knee, waking him up from his slumber. it wasn't unusual for him to feel discomfort there when walking, but he never had experienced this, it felt foreign.

as if the pain wasn't his

his brain was spiraling with a million thoughts as he tried to make sense of this, fearing that the cause of this was her.

as quickly as he could, and in a very clumsy matter, he reached for his phone on the nightstand. 12:08, she should be at work. he didn't know if that relieved him or made him worry more.

a ring...

then another...

the pain became stronger, as if needles were constantly stabbing it. moving it didnt seem to make any difference to the amount of pain, not what he usually experienced when he had bad knee days.

another ring...

a grunt could be heard on the other line

"kinda busy yel!" the familiar sound of her gun shooting was heard in the background

"did you hurt your left knee?!" he said frantically

"thats totally not an oddly specific and not a creepy thing to say out of nowhere" another gunshot "yeah i did- how do you... nevermind, can i call you back?"

"yeah, yeah for sure. just, please, stay safe"

the call disconnected, a deafening silence. rafayel took of his shirt and went to the bathroom mirror, the pain once again didnt seem to react to his movement, just a constant. the image of his reflection confirmed his theory, his bond mark glowing.

"ugh... fuck."

hours later, the sound of his number pad lock being unlocked drew him away from his thoughts, as a very agitated mc entered his home, throwing her bag onto the kitchen counter halfhazardly. he would coo at the domesticity of the action if it wasn't for the situation they were in.

"okay, what kinda lemurian bullshit did you pull?"

taken aback, rafayels eyes widened as he guided mc to the couch, raising her left leg onto the foot rest nearby, "i didnt do anything!"

"then how did you know? the wanderer had literally just attacked me when you called. which by the way, new rule. no more calling during work hours unless you're dying. just text me"

"it sure felt like i was dying" rafayel muttered, pouting.

"...huh"

"okay so remember how I told you that when lemurians bond our senses are focused on our partners?"

"yeah... your point?"

"i now feel the pain youre in, it woke me up"

"you were sleeping?"

"i dont think thats the point cutie!"

"right, you're right. sorry just... deflecting, I guess? this is a lot. like, im in pain most of the time so this isn't good"

"that isnt good by itself" rafayel argued "we can focus on that later, first this. why did it show up now? havent we've been... 'bonded' for a while now?"

he thought for a while, trying to come up with a recent significant event of their relationship "could this be the first big injury you have since our trip to the dessert?"

"actually, yes. but ive been in pain before these days" rafayel looked at her sternly "we'll revesit that later, but i think i could've confused it with pain from my own stuff, like, my bad posture and other stuff"

"so what do we do? i can't just not get injured, it's part of the job, but i don't want to hurt you"

"clearly it only bothers me if its a very significant injury, which I really hope you don't get. I wont stop you from doing your job, we'll figure it out as we go, okay?" he geabbed her hands, a reassuring smile on his face. she looked back at him warmly "alright, get me some ice"

hiiii i have some word vomit to do about this so bear with me or stop reading

1- if you dont know what condition raf has, its been said to a lot of time in canon that he has a hard time running, walking, standing, his resting posture even shows that he puts more weight on his right leg. he is also going blind 🤓☝️. i want to explore him losing his senses and abilities due to this undiagnosed issue and starting to feel more from mc from the bond. it is said that his senses are now focused on her, this is probably not what infold meant.

2- lately ive been dealing with my own health issue, to get better i have to do stuff that cause me the same pain that my illness does so i dont take care of my self much which i know is bad in the long run. so yes i am projecting onto yel leave me alone 😔

3- i think this might be a series! i want to explore other senses, not necessarily angsty though!!!!! i love fluff. life is way too dreadful to not have a bit of wimsy writing about two fictional characters

[drdemonprince]

ive seen you talk about FIRE/mr money moustache and i am interested in how you balance that with your politics. i ask because i am also interested in FIRE but struggle with the idea of saving 2mil+ to retire early when people need money NOW to survive. not just broadly but even loved ones and community members in my immediate vicinity. i dont mean this in an EXPLAIN YOURSELF sort of way, just so many of the FIRE etc people i find writing about it dont really address this aspect and its something i struggle with internally myself.

Sure, I don't mind speaking about this at all. I wish I more frequently had the occasion to because it's a major special interest of mine.

First, I'm not interested in the saving 2 million dollars (if that were even feasible) school of financial independence/ retire early. I'm more of an adherent to the r/LeanFire, r/BaristaFire type approach of maintaining a consistently very frugal standard of living that is sustainable for me, on a relatively smaller savings, and pursuing a life of relatively little consumption.

I also think that MMM, despite his many flaws, is broadly accurate in stating that when people continuing working all their lives, they also create more ecological devastation by consuming a whole of a hell lot more resources on convenience and burning more fuel, while chasing after a steadily rising living standard set by the norms of their profession. By taking myself out of the workforce sooner rather than later, I will be contributing less to climate change and waste because I'll need fewer convenience meals, fewer car rides, fewer flights, fewer hotel rooms, fewer fancy professional clothes, and so on and so on.

I also spend a lot of time on the Socially Conscious Mustachians group on Facebook, which focuses on investing one's savings in ways that are less ethically problematic. The easy mode version of this is simply putting one's money into index funds that exclude oil companies, gun manufacturers, etc. But honestly, today, with interest rates being as high as they are? It's pretty easy to just sock one's money into a CD or a bond, collect the cool 5.4% interest, and avoid having to contribute to the stock market directly at all. There are even high-yield savings accounts at credit unions that pay out about that much interest these days, and those entities typically do not invest in oil pipelines, BDS targets, or anything all that objectionable.

As for the hoading money while others are in need piece: Well. yeah. that's a difficult ethical challenge that we all must consider. how much can i hold onto for my own wellbeing in the spirit of "putting on one's oxygen mask first" without it being wealth hoarding? how much should i give to other people when i see that they are in need --someone could easily make the case that I have the moral obligation to give away what i have to my very last cent, and I couldn't really argue with them on that. maybe a person should do that. but i'm not going to do it. and of course the effective altruism freakos would counter that if i invest my money and grow it now, i will have more to give to others in the long run than if i cash out now.

realistically, i won't be able to continue working for much longer without having another health episode or worse. i will not qualify for disability benefits because high maskers who have had careers usually do not. and social security's coffers will be entirely drained long before i reach the age to qualify for it. if i enter my non-working years without any resources, someone else will have to worry about me staying housed and medicated and fed.

i tend to think of my retire early stash as my own little private disability benefits fund that will allow me to live safely and will hopefully allow me to take care of other people that i love as we age, and that will give me the freedom from having to do any morally compromising capitalist labor ever again, and only put my energies towards causes that either fulfill me or benefit others.

but it's still rooted in a highly individualistic capitalist system, this holding onto money under my own name and investing it thing. im sure a lot of people would choose instead to sock all of their money into some kind of cooperatively owned communist farm or something, and you know, some day down the line i would love to put money toward a big multi unit building that lots of people i am in community with could live in, with no financial obligations for them. but i dont have anywhere near that kind of scratch. as hannibal buress (that landlord piece of shit) said, "i don't have fuck you money, i have strongly worded email money." and you know, being able to write a strongly worded email to people who would otherwise be exploiting me into another huge burnout does feel good.

thinking that one day i might not work anymore is one of the only things that keeps me going. i am always on the razor's edge of not functioning, i dont think people really realize that, how could they, the mask is there to prevent them seeing it. im beyond privileged to even get to CONSIDER the dream of getting by on my savings for however long human society continues to exist. and it sure would be better if i could extend that kind of freedom and peace of mind to others. my life still feels very precarious and it always has and ive had to be stable for the sake of others for a long time, ive had to be financially responsible for others for a long time. i cling to the idea of FI/RE because it offers me a way to finally break down and be weak. but something more community oriented and interdependent would sure as fuck be better. in the meantime i guess im saving for something like that i could trust enough to give myself over to.

i also have a really strong fetishistic desire to be someone's completely brainwashed sex pet for the entire rest of my life, and having an early retirement account would really help me facilitate that

[mythical-bookworm]

Transformers: Back to the Future Issue #3 Ramblings

Issue #1 / Issue #2

Hi guys! We're back after a few days of me doing things so I didn't get to this. It's time for the Autobots (+our time traveling duo) to fight back!

Plot

So, the Decepticons find their fellow Decepticonian dead thanks to Doc. They blame Commander Tannen and have had enough of him so they try and kill him. its about time Unfortunately Fortunately Doc saves him with his Alpha-Wave Ionic Nullifier and George and Lorraine get him to a hiding spot. Doc then explains that he's been picking up Autobot transmissions and wants to use a nearby transmissions tower to send them a message. We then get this:

Ouch? We can often forget how from outside the time traveler's perspective they've been legitimately gone. George and Lorraine have been slaves for the Decepitons for thirty years, and their youngest son disappeared. And who knows what happened to David and Linda but they aren't around so I doubt it was anything good... I can not imagine what these two have been through jeez

Biff reluctantly helps the small group of now rebels. The Decepitons are on their tail though until Einstein runs out and distracts them! Seriously, Einie continues to be the absolute best boy in this. Doc then manages to start a signal until the communication tower gets busted by none other than Biff using Doc's Alpha-Wave whatchamacallit. Because Biff is still Biff and now is turning them in to the Decepticons. Everyone punch Biff now

We cut back to the Autobots and Marty on their way, the signal did go through! The moment the get near Marty impatiently runs out (despite being told a minute earlier to be patient, but when is he?) and gets as close as he can to the scene. He sees Doc and his parents being surrounded by Decepticons, and Biff a robot suit, about the kill them. Of course Marty is panicking, but the Autobots are cautious. They begin discussing a strategy.

That's our Marty.

This "strategy" works for a total of five seconds before he's captured.

He's trying

Now the Autobots attack and it breaks out into a full on battle! Marty's parents of course are overjoyed to see him while Doc is completely lost on how his time machine is now an Autobot.

Just look at them :) (MARTY NO DONT GET ZAPPED-)

Marty gets ahold of Doc's Decepticon death gun and takes out Biff. The Skillz turns into a hoverboard! Our boy still gets his hoverboard! Together they begin taking out more Decepticons. Marty mentions that it's better then Wild Gunnman. Marty. You could die. I would not call this better. To prove my point he gets knocked off and almost dies, but gets saved by another autobot.

And so the Autobots are victorious! Now of course George and Lorraine begin to ask Marty questions, which Rodimus says he can explain back at base. Marty isn't worried, since they just defeated them.

oops.

Actually this does make a lot of sense, as all of Hill Valley is destroyed, except for the courthouse, which has been in seemingly perfect condition. Doesn't make sense does it? Well now it does. Isn't that just fun.

Seriously. This comic really wants to drive home that you should fear and never trust any inanimate object every again

Characterization

This issue once again really shows off Marty's impatience and impulsiveness again, but also how deeply he cares about his loved ones. He dives head first into a small army of Decepticons by himself with just a metal pole in the small hopes of being able to save Doc and his parents. We already know from the movies Marty is willing to die for Doc, and this only continues that trend. Skillz does make sure to remind Marty once they win that they won from teamwork, not just rushing in. Also, Marty finds a lot of excitement in Doc's gun. Now, to be fair, it is really awesome and perfect for taking down Deceptions, but its always fun to see Marty get excited over his friend's work.

You can feel Doc's energy in this issue. Despite the absolute worst conditions he's upbeat and excited, especially when explaining his plan to the McFlys and Biff. He honestly kind of looks like he's in his element with all of the technology. You can just hear his voice in the same way to the movie. Just reading the issue all I could think was 'It's Doc!'.

I'm not surprised Biff betrayed Doc and the McFlys, and I'm glad he did. Don't get me wrong I hated him for it, but it was so Biff. He's been under the thumb of the Decepticons for so long, of course he would do anything to get their favor back, while also saving his own hide. He shouldn't have any alliance to his own kind.

George and Lorraine are also great. I feel for them argh. I just want to give them a hug. And they definitely act like themselves still

Art

I absolutely adore the art in this issue.

First off, lets have another Einstein compilation!

Every time I see him I just hubububuhjdkfdjurh.

The artist did a fantastic job with Doc! I think it just took a bit of time. His expressions are so movie like and definitely helped showcase Doc's energy!

Marty minus the brown eyes honestly looks really nice in this issue too. I feel like the issue with many of the IDW bttf comics is his likeness isn't done correctly, often times not even looking like a teenager. This art definitely does not have that problem. Here's a compilation of some of my favorite drawings of him

Biff sometimes...I'll be honest looks like a monkey. Sometimes his expressions just...XD

The lighting in this is so pretty too! They really went all out on this issue.

And that's it for Issue #3: Fight Fight Fight! Stay tuned for the final issue, Issue #4: Welp so they're dead and they're- nope yeah dead and-

[angellurgy2]

hi this is a story i dont think i ever posted here where i was fucking around with writing a relatable dissociated victim. its currently unnamed and its about someone having their place in their own head fucked with really bad by some kind of hypnotist esque person.

A void swirls around me. my eyes are blanketed in a deep, ephemeral grayscale sky. stars of red and green and blue scatter around me, mixing together, granting a small beauty through the null. its like space, if it was imagined by a kid with aphantasia who’s never looked into the sky before. i used to love space when i was younger. this wondrous, beautiful extremity of the world, with so much potential. so much to learn, to explore. its awe-inspiring. there is nothing like that to take from this soulful space,  though, for it is not a space in the sense of celestia, but a blank space. an empty fragment, visualized. is this supposed to be my ‘happy place’? i always wanted one of those.

i hear a piercing scream, echoing from the outside i cannot see. i recognize the voice, but i don’t know it. a shaking, grabbing at my form. who are you?  it shouts at me. no one. im sorry. why am i sorry? is that an emotion, if so it might be the first semblance of one ive felt. i think it was more instinctual. sorry, im rambling. rambling to myself? stop apologizing, body. i have a body, huh. i begin to feel, it takes me a while to figure out what, while the shaking continues. oh, those are my legs, i guess? i remember having those. not the tactile sensation, but the existence. i dont think i use them much, they’re worn with cuts and bruises and the whole body aches as it steps onto its feet. i can feel my eyelashes flutter as i peer into the behind of my lids. they well with tears. why am i feeling, stop it. stop it. i don’t want this. i can move my arms again. i don’t like this, put me back. please. please stop touching me. 

WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE.

not my voice. why does it sound like that. why do i sound like that. that’s not me. please stop? grabbing at me more, feverish touch, groping fingers, rotten. outside of existence.

the police are here. 

nononononono not again. who- why. why. maybe i can run. fuck. the screaming’s inside now. i left it, please dont bring me back. my feet move of their own volition, dragging my desecrated corpse through the halls, out of the depths it hibernates. creaky steps up the wooden stairs, a door unlatching, her faint instructive whispering in my ear, the sound of heavy boots on the porch, i see nothing but noises. 

words slip from my chapped lips, a routine carved into my instincts. “hello officer” i choke out.  “hi sir.” i twitch. take his gun take his gun take his gun take his gun. sigh. its the shame shpeal as always. blah blah we’ve gotten some reports worried for your safety blah blah blah. traitors. they always do this when i disappear. let me die. the lies slip from my tongue so easily. im fine. they’re worried for nothing. i totally ate today yes. the blood stains aren’t fresh. the scars are old. no i dont know who that woman i- wait what woman? some thoughts finally rush to my head, i dont remember having a porch. wasn’t i in a studio? it would’ve been easier to die there what’s going on- a hand reaches into my hair. makes it feel better. yes of course i know “her”. yes i’m happy, can’t you see my smile? :)

I dont know if any of the pigs believe it but they leave without a second thought. fucking cops. pathetic. the lady yells out something nice at them. makes me squirm for a second. something angry bubbles up in the body’s head. i close the eyes and shut it down quick. no use for emotions in a carcass. 

a hand tugs into the hem of my neck. my shirt. forgot i had one of those. forgot those were a thing, honestly. i hope its cute at least. my limp form is pulled backwards through the front door. i almost fall but something else picks us up. i start to lose myself in the greyscale again before the sanctity of my eyelids are forced open, gazing directly into the asynchronatic blue and hazel eyes of an unrecognizable being. i’d say her beauty startled me awake if i wasnt so unsure this is even real.

apparently she was talking the whole time, because now we’re in the living room. i think? i forgot what that’s supposed to look like. her voice now tuned to the ears, i jolt at the sudden audio input. she sees and tilts her head with a mock smile. i think. her eyes glare into me like she’s staring into my absent soul. “Mutt.” 

dizzy. body moving away from me, again. so far. i watch it fall to its knees. fading. i can’t look at myself. she’s just smiling. bark! i feel familiar body spasms but don't see any physical representation. i never thought id miss the bodily prison. bark. bark. tilting its head to the side. my nonexistent hands clench tight. the woman brings her left leg to rest on her right, twirls her finger and we- it rolls over, instantaneously. like its ingrained into its programming. short-circuiting mental wires twist and fray in the head i unassuredly inhabit. pulling, twisting at cords between me and the form, voices berating myself for wanting back in as i thoughtlessly climb. 

her eyes suddenly glare upwards, past my head, almost as if directly into the ‘me’ i can feel. another twisting grin, teethy and sharp. “are you alright, dear?” her voice is malevolence. staring into the sky, she lifts up her hand, causing the body to jump on its hind legs, twirling stupidly. another chuckle slips from her lips, reverberating all around me. “want back in?”  teasing. who does she think she is- who even is she? i growl. not as a dog. she smiles again, and with a snap of her fingers i am slingshotted back into physicality, gasping for air, breathing new air into new lungs. i come out twitching uncontrollably, trying to forget, need to forget, get out of place again. i shut my eyes tight and pretend nothing is real. nothing is real, it cant be. 

tsk tsk. “you’re not getting back out so easily, girl.” she growls, clicking her tongue. she does a quick pulling motion with her hand, and my body is suddenly flung forward with it. leashed. thrown into the armchair beneath her. i throw my hand at her face, without thinking, imprinting a bright red into her skin. i flinch. // add more here //

“who do you think you are, DOG.” she yells, my body wants to curl up into a ball. “i FIXED you, and you don’t even recognize who i am!” she presses and grinds the toe of her leather boot into my legs. into cuts i dont remember existing. i collapse the second pain courses through me. “you need me, girl.”

the air is choked out of me. ripped out exorbitantly. i trudge through the pain, look her in her perverse face and spit. bitch. she digs her boot harder into my leg. i squeal in a pitch i’ve never reached before.

“seems like someone needs some more time alone in her room-” she grins. the body shudders what does she even get from this? pleasure? what has she done to us? me. why is this so different. how can she make me be here? her hand pulling at the collar of my shirt jolts me out of thought. pinprick goosebumps run up my arm. body tics from the disembodied draft in the air. i am forced despite myself, dragged across dirty ceramic floors. i scream. i cry. i hit. i thrash. everything i can muster at once, leads to nothing. i remember the feeling of weight, yet she throws me from the floor into the back of the empty room with no effort. spine stings with anger. careless fucking-

“you’re gonna wish i had kept you disembodied. doll.” she leans against the doorway so non-chalantly. like im not quaking with pain. “i’ll make sure you dont forget this next time, at least.” and she pushes the door. 

i scramble on the floor fighting the pain surging through my joints, clawing at the floorboards to get to the door as it slowly closes. no use. closing, closing, closing, my ragged dirty fingernails almost reach it but fall just short. the last thing i see before the door closes and the darkness takes hold is her twisted, eldritch smile mocking me through the gap.

[saberlight1]

i know you are probably swamped with requests but i just wanna talk about nat x reader x lottie…. like the attention you’d get from both of them. being sandwiched in between them at night. lottie telling nat to take extra care of you when you both go hunting because she’s scared something might happen

OHHHHHH. YESYEYSYEYSYSYSYSYS LOTTIENAT OHRJSIJFMEHGS

my apologies i love them both sm i cannot DESCRIBE IT

anyways yesyesyes i love this request lottienat would be the perfect poly and i stand by this. lottie who is very optimistic with natalie who tends to rationalize would be the perfect balance. both girls love you very very much and are your sole protectors.

when natalie takes you hunting, lottie is extremely worried, making you both do many ritualistic things before you go, even making you wear van’s bone necklace paired with the others she had already made you. she cannot stand the thought of you getting hurt, and while she knows natalie can protect you, it doesn’t stop her mind wondering to the worst possible scenario.

natalie will only laugh at her, telling her that shes overthinking and that you both will be perfectly fine. (she doesn’t care though, you will most definitely catch her murmuring to the wilderness to watch over you both). and you’ll also catch her subtly pulling nat aside and whispering in her ear (shes telling her that if you get hurt in any way that she’ll summon jackie’s ghost to haunt her)

hunting with nat… KEHSOEHDJXUSJ

good lord i love this woman. anyways if you dont know how to shoot, you bet she will be pulling you aside, teaching you until she deems you are ready to come with her. oh i can just imagine her being much more touchy than needed, her hands all over you, claiming that you aren’t holding the gun right after she’s repeatedly moved you into different spots, just using it as a excuse to touch you.

and when she finally does take you out there, you both have the time of your lifeeeeeee. she makes it so fun, you don’t know how but she had always managed to lift your mood if needed. shes just a lil gay who wants to make you smile and hold you and protect you and she will do just that especially while hunting. she’ll be so proud of you when you kill you first animal, a smile on her face as she throws her arms around you, telling you over and over how proud she is.

and when you two come home with food, lottie is already waiting on the front porch, her foot nervously tapping against the ground as her fingers fidget with nat’s ring that was on her index finger. when she sees the pair of you, she is immediately running to you, bringing both of you into her arms as she leaves kisses on both of your faces. she is so cute omg i cannot.

and when you all go to sleep you can 1000% bet that you all permanently have dibs on the attic (sorry shauna we kicked you out) lottie sleeps on your left, spooning you from behind while she rests her cheek on your shoulder. nat sleeps on your right, the pair of you face to face with her head nestled in the crook of your neck. or some nights lottie will just hold you, nat as well. sleeping with them would deadass be paradise omg

anyways i know i got carried away with this but idc i love lottienat they are my babies!!!!! thank you for this i will take any excuse to talk about them i swear. send me more lottienat things!!! i love writing about them

much love to you all!

[hellonerf]

suicide is discouraged in the workplace

im not even gonna try to be coherent here. this is not an analysis post i am braindead. if i was a better artist makima wouldve been my muse when i was deep into chainsawman. actuallt she kind of was but i pussyed out

OK everyone here can subconsciously understand this connection. dont get too hung up on makima's strong motherhood theme and i just thought about what if ame was motherly and i couldn't kill myself right aftee thinking that as i have no means to it. that was a joke its late and im just me. i decided i wasnt a fan of motherly ame though so all suicidal thoughts erased. i am really chill now

old makima fanart i drew that im trying not to rip my hairs out over thinking about it with ame. also dont worry if this makes tou find my mainblog or main accounts whatever

actually theyre really different in many ways now that im looking at these. ame is so much of a son and makima is so much of a mother its like oppsoite spectrums. but thay makes the commonalities fun actuallt. i keep thinking about the movies and makima hating bad movies. ame is not an art kid by any means does he even care of the beauty of the world? i doubt it. but he likes bad movies and he likes cheap entertainment so who knows... they'd disagree on that. well i think makima's opinion on that was pretty extreme so i think most would disagree with her really

i could imagine ame going "Chainsawman. Doesn't spit." and smoking for the first time to look cool like in movies only to pathetically cough. thats their common trait... artifice... humans... but in a way that loops back to being Really Human i guess. holds a kind of arrogance and hubris that is so associated with humanity. it cant be anything else. ame should kill himself i think he should get moments of clarity and awareness and want to kill himself rqlly bad

both concepts of control. awesome. SUICIDE IS NOT ENDORSED IN THE WRKPLACE. ame goes to protestant church once or twice and sleeps because hes useless. makima is baptised and goes to local catholic churches not the cathedrals she supports the local christians.FUCK i just remembered the country mouse city mouse thing. ame is a liar and hates everything and loves everything and never feels content. i like to imagine him as a country mouse so fucking bad i want him to chill out one day and go to those middle of nowheres i know exist in america(can i shove cana in here and get away with it). why are they in the city if they are country mice? because..... you know..... you understand..... another w for eternal unhappiness (refer to title of this post)(suicide is discouraged in the workplace)

they are evil bosses i am the employee and when i ask for a break they gaze at me with a vacant stare and smile and i know in my heart they are viewing me like i am beneath them. i get scared and run away but truth is they didnt hear my request. they do not register individual people

if they met they would know immediately and viceversa. because everyone knows subconsciously because lying is futile and everything melts away. ame:i know a toxic boymom when i see one... okay im kidding makima is a toxic boymom if u push the chainsawman in ur head 🙂 ame as a kind of control devil works inmy head. i really believe ame was a polite child but demanding in many ways. sincerely wanting.

ame:gun devil i'll give you one year of the lifespans of the american people. in exchange i want you to kill makima—that is... the control devil (i never got around to drawing this)(ame and gun devil can you imagine)

or:gun devil i'll give you one year of the lifespans of the american people. in exchange i want you to kill alfred f jones—that is... the united states of america (paradox)

throughout all this i wanted to cite the best makima artist in the world ever but i'd feel bad if they wouldn't want to be associated with evil hetalia america blog. also i want to be normal and not cringe at being cringe just becayse i think makima was a thunderstrike of genius that i shouldn't taint. ame is a more flexible character to me for obvious reasons. this is how i'd shove ame into makima's role. but u couldn't put makima as ame. only one way. im okay with that. concept idea consensus words fear control blablabla u get the point i hate using words dont care sleepy now

[biscutlovingbitch]

Fic ab my baby Dea ho 🌠

God I'm in love with this man it's actualy sickening...

Smut 18+ pleaseee mdni 🙅‍♀️

Warnings!!!

Talk of death, being somewhat naked, some y/n, and that's all for pt.1

A little different from the show, when they vote, they all go home instead of staying.

It all started when you woke up, classical music blaring in your ears. You opened your eyes and looked around, and you were shocked. This wasn't your bedroom, nor was it anywhere you recognized. You were terrified. As you looked around a little bit more, you saw other people. You saw some people getting out of their beds and going to the main floor where it was open. You didn't know what to do, so you just stayed in your bed and sat there with your knees up to your chest, holding back tears.

A group of masked people resembling soldiers came into the room. They stood on a platform, and the front and the one with the square started to speak. "Welcome, players, we are preparing for the first game." he kept talking, but you found yourself spacing out and looking at people around the room. You first saw a tall man with bright purple hair, easy to spot in a crowd. Other than him, everyone seemed relatively normal.

As we were told to follow the guards, you started to worry. "What is this place..." You said to yourself that after walking into a large colored stairwell. This had been like nothing you had ever seen before. Bright colors and patterns with bright lights. The tracksuit that you had woken up is also a bright color of green. Everyone had one on, but everyone had a number. You forgot to look at your number, 199... "Wow," you said. You couldn't believe that you were that close to the first group of people.

You walked through a green gate looking door into a large sandy area. The walls had painted on trees, and the sun was blaring down at you. You continued to look around, but your thoughts soon stopped when a man started yelling. You tried to tune him out, but he just kept yelling and getting louder. "There's guns in the walls!" He said, screaming and pointing at the walls. Jesus, this guy was a total nut case.

As the game started, he yelled, "DONT MOVE!". As we were all lined up in a single file line one behind another, I couldn't stop but think what would really happen if someone had moved. Right as I thought that, I heard someone screaming. As I looked over, she was shot in the head. "Where did that come from..." you said under your breath. Oh god, this was serious... this guy wasn't just crazy no he was onto something. He knew something that we didn't, and he was trying to save us?

You were so lost in thought that you had forgotten to move during the green light and were now behind everyone. Shit you thought to yourself, the timer is almost up, and you are still so far away. The next time the doll said green light, you put in your all, running across the field like your life depended on it because, we'll it did. As everyone crossed the line, you were still on the field. The clock was ticking down, and you panicked. Just as the doll said green light, you felt a person grab onto you and pull you to the finish line.

As you looked up, you saw a man. He had dark eyes and longish black hair that was halfway pulled up. He was looking at you concerned. "a-are you okay?" He said with wide eyes. You couldn't speak, you where still so shaken up about the whole situation that you had been a part of that you almost forgot how to speak. He looked worried, so you nodded your head at him. His gaze softened, and he went to pull you up. For the rest of the time, he was right in front of you. As you walked back to the sleeping area, you had seen that there were a few beds missing.

"Congradulations, you've completed your first game," said a woman like voice over the speakers. You sat on a bed because you had forgotten where yours was. An older man had approached you. "You could have gotten yourself killed out there. Why didn't you listen to me?" He said, almost yelling it at you. "I-im, sorry," you said, shaking and looking down at your hands. Of course you were scared you had just seen about a dozen people killed right in front of you.

456... he was an older man with short hair, taller than you. He and his friend you assumed had sat down in the bed right next to you. "What is this place?" You asked him "hell" he responded coldly as if it was the real thing. You had gotten your food and sat back down on the bed you had been sitting at when the guy from earlier had caught your attention. He was sitting on the bed that was right above yours and eating his food while talking to the other two guys from earlier.

"Thank you for saving me," you said, looking at him and bowing your head. "It's okay. I just didn't want to see you die. " Fair enough, you thought to yourself, "what's your name?" You said, looking at him and tilting your head a little to the side. That gesture seemed to make him almost choke on his food. "D-dea ho," he said, clearing his throat. "I like that name," you said, smiling at him, locking your eyes together.

He couldn't look away, stunned by your beauty he tried to turn, but it was so hard to. "We need to get out if here," said Gi-hun "well how do you soupose we do that?" Said his friend. You were scared thinking about the games, so you got up and asked dea-ho if you could sit next to him. He said yes, and you watched as Gi-hun yelled about some clause or something. You shouldn't think straight being this close to Dea ho was like a dream come true. You had never met this man before nor had you ever seen him anywhere else but here. You wished that you had met before the games so that you could have a life with him, but with the crippling debt and your living situation it was hard to imagine something that good would come so easily.

"If you wish to leave press the red X if you wish to continue partisapating press the blue O" the masked man said, you didn't even think before you pressed the X you just knew you didn't want to be here anymore. After the last mad pressed O, you were scared, but the blue outweighed the red by one point. You were so excited to go home that you practicly jumped into Dea ho's arms and hugged him. He was stunned but also happened, so he hugged you back. After a minute, you went back to your beds, and then it was lights out.

You were rudely awoken by being pushed onto the pavement. You had no clothes other than your undergarments, and your hands and feet were bound behind you. You tried to get up, but it was no use, you where stuck. You thought all hope was lost until you heard a familiar voice behind you. "Who's that?" IT was Dea ho. "It's me, player 199" you said, moving a little against the cold pavement. "If I unite you, will you promise not to leave and help me?" He said, moving his hands to yours and slowly tugging on the rope. "Yes," you said breathless, not meaning to sound so desperate, but you couldn't stop thinking that you were in your underwear, and so was he.

After you got untied, you stood up and started to get dressed. You could feel his eyes lingering on your body. "Where are we?" You said rubbing your wrists. "I don't know, maybe the countryside, I think my mom lives around here somewhere," you thought to yourself. What are you going to do? He has someone close by, and you don't recognize anything. He started to walk mumbling something as he got further away, he turned to look at you. "Are you coming?". What he wanted you to come with him? "Are you sure, You don't know me..." you said, looking down at your shoes, your clothes where the same ones you wore to get into the van. "I dont want you to stay out somewhere you don't know in the middle of the night, so yeah I'm sure" he said smiling a little at the end of the sentence.

You walked with him until you came across a tiny house in the middle of nowhere. It was cute and had traditional architecture. You loved it. As he knocked on the door, he said some things to you. He told you that his mom lived alone and that she didn't have anyone else but him. You felt sorry but as soon as you turned to him and opened your mouth the door opened. There was a tiny old lady, frail, and she seemed like she had just gotten up. "Mom," he said, leaning forward and hugging her. She was looking at you the whole time. "Who's this?" She said,'You finally get a girlfriend?" She said, being serious. "Mom!" He seemed embarrassed, but was he embarrassed by the fact that you were being called his girlfriend? "I was wondering if we could stay here tonight"

The house was warm and smelt like good food. She had photos up on her walls, and the decor was very warming. You looked at the clock. "It's 1Am?" You said puzzled. You weren't even tired yet, but it was past midnight already? Those games must have messed you up pretty badly. "So Mom, is my bedroom still open?" Dea-ho said, smiling at her and pointing up stairs. "Yes, and I even kept all of your little dolls too," she said, smiling and pinching his cheak. "There not dolls..." he said, looking at you. The house might have seemed small on the outside, but it had 4 rooms.

As you followed him up to his room, there were more photos on the wall. "Are these your sisters?" You said pointing to a picture with 5 little kids in it. "Yeah, it was hard growing up with 4 sisters, but I learned how to play a lot of games," he said, smiling at you and opening up his door "after you" the second you walked in you felt different, you havent been in a real room in so long. It was cozy and neat, but there was only one problem, one bed. You looked at him as he shut the door and sat on his bed, reminiscing about his childhood. "Um... where am I going to sleep?"

He went around and checked all the other doors, but his sisters were locked, and his mom was already asleep. Not wanting to disturb her, he suggested, "No worries, I can just sleep on the couch" you did think about it for a second but the couch was more of a love seat with inly space for two people and he was defiantly taller than two people, plus it was his house and you couldn't do that. "No, it's okay. I will, I can fit on the couch better. " As you started to walk away, smiling to yourself a little, you felt a hand on your wrist.

"I grew up to respect women, I will not have you sleep on my mom's couch."Well, I'm not going to have you sleep on your mom's couch either," you said, looking at him almost as if you were arguing. "Oh yeah?" He said his face closer to yours. "Yeah," you said, pushing your face closer to his. Your lips were centimeters apart, but he pulled away. " All right then, I guess I'll just have to sleep on the floor then." You tried to protest, but he had already started walking back to his room. You fallowed him in there but it was too late he had already had a blanket and pillow on the floor.

"I can't let you do that." You sat down on his bed, looking at him. "Well, too bad, I am," he said as he started to walk out of his room with some extra clothes. "Did you want some different clothes, the closet has some of my sisters stuff in it I can get you some?" You were going to say no, but since the guards had practicly thrown them onto the ground, you agreed. He came back and changed into some plaid pants and a grey t-shirt. He was holding some clothes for you and said what way the bathroom was. You almost didn't want to leave, just so you could strip right in front of him. But you decided it was probably best to go and change somewhere else.

The shirt he brought you was a little white shirt with a character on it, but it was a tad bit see, though. Along with the shirt, you had some little pink shorts. As you finished up fixing your hair and whining off the rest of your ruined makeup, you went back to his room. You thought he was already asleep but when you opened the door he was looking at you with those dark eyes of his. "Is that okay, I can find different clothes if you need -" " it's okay, they're comfy," you said, smiling at him. "Okay," he smiled back, you shut the door and got into his bed. You hadn't really smelt him before, but his bed felt so nice, like he was hugging you.

Throughout the night, you could hear him tossing and turning. You weren't able to sleep because every time you'd close your eyes, you'd see people die again. After a few more moments, you got tired and finally asked "dea-ho Are you asleep?". "No, can't sleep." he sighed and sat up a little, resting himself on his knees. It was night, but the moonlight was lighting up the room. He looked tired. "Would you mind coming up here with me?" You choked out. He just looked at you, his wide-eyed expression said no, but his body said yes. "A-Are you sure?" He was slowly getting up as you nodded.

He got behind you with his face, looking at yours and his back against the wall. The bed was a twin, so there was definitely no room. You stained at his lips for so long that you thought you had fallen asleep. "Whats your name?" When you finally stepped out of it, you saw him looking at you with his head proped up on his hand. "Y/n," you said, looking up at him with doe eyes. "I like that name," he smiled at you, thinking about when you said that about his name earlier. "Thank you." You were getting nervous he was looking at you like you were an angel. Your body started to get hot. After a little while, you turned around to your other side, now facing his room, when you got an idea. He felt so far away from you, and you felt so close to the edge. It wouldn't hurt if you just scooted back a little right. You were wrong. As soon as you scooted back, you were right up against him. You felt his breath hitch and his heartbeat pick up.

You couldn't stop thinking then you felt it...

[umbralundertaker]

...So. My first run through of the tribunal entailed letting Klassje escape and not having a gun. Six people died. It wasnt great.

I had to pass through 3 checks to get through the tribunal with the least casualties i could manage. Could be worse, but its definitely bad. The part where he shoots Elizabeth was only 40% sure so i had to retry that one a bunch of times. I am willing to brute force 3 checks though.

I think im going to reload a past save before Ruby, get the gun via Evrarts quest, let Klassje escape, and then try the tribunal again. (It requires me doing the whole Ruby scene again, which i dont like, but I'll do it. Im mostly worried about Kim not liking that im doing work for Evrart, but it says he Really Trusts Me so i hope that wont affect it too much.)

Would doing this net me a lower casualty count, or do i need to arrest Klassje as well for that to affect anything?

Disco elysium mutuals please... anything helps

[he-is-kinda-spacey]

Arcane hot takes (mainly caitvi), rants and ideas.

Vi would not care all that much about Maddie. +the maddie hate is overdone. It would not surprise me if Vi also slept with someone else during that time, we know she had a gf in jail and slept around, i think she might be a bit upset but in the long run i think she would 1, understand and 2, know that there is more important shit happening. I also wonder if Ambessa had anything to do with Maddie and Cait but im not sure about that. I think Cait just likes short women. Cait is a top, "i think their switches" sure but even when they switch i still think Cait is the dominant one. Vi has barely any dominant bones in her body. I love her but she cannot defeat the lover girl allegations. Vi likes being hit. Now obviously she has alot of trauma with being hit but if you look at the scenes and compare them... i fear its clear. In the scene where she argues with Cait and Cait hits her in the stomach, she falls to the ground and cries, so you would think "ok that hurt her." BUT in episode 6 when Vi follows that guy through the cliffs Cait jumps down and hits her in the exact same way she did after her argument, Vi falls to the ground cuz she was tackled but she doesnt look like it hurt that bad, sure she groans but she rolls it off and doesnt seem to care. And then later when Vi tells her to hit her, Cait hits her so hard that she blacks out for a second, the light from her eyes disapears and she looks shocked and dizzy, but as she turns around, shes smirking. So my take is Vi likes being hit but only when its consensual obviously and only when shes in the right mindset.

Not rly a hot take more just a want but vi and jinx should take silco and vanders jackets. The sizes are like perfect for them, one is shorter but stockier and the other is taller but smaller and lankier. they would be so cute. In the scene where they first find Jinx and they have the big fight and Isha jumps infront of Jinx and points the gun at Vi, I think Jinx wasnt just saying no cuz she wanted to die, i think she just didnt wait Vi to die until she was dead. She wanted Vi to see her dead, she wanted Vi to feel guilt and mourn, she wanted Vi to recognise her sister as she lay on that table. Until ofc the building would have blown up, killing Vi as well. They would have had the perfect poetic end, with Vi forgiving jinx in her last few moments. But Isha ruined it, If isha shot Vi, Jinx would have had to go, she wouldnt be able to just let herself get killed by Cait, she knew she was too quick for her anyway. The only way she would have died is if Vi killed her, and cuz of Isha, that wasnt happening. Continuing on from the last scene, when Vi jumps off the table to stand infront of Jinx and Isha so Cait couldnt shoot them, Jinx saw her sister for the first time in like 8 years. She recognised the girl standing infront of her, doing everything she could to protect an innocent. Jinx knew she wasnt doing it for her obvi, Jinx knows she is not innocent. I really do beleive that is the scene where Jinx made a switch, where she decided to forgive Vi, as much as she could ofc, which in turn led to her supporting her at fights, and bringing her to vander. I think without that scene, if Jinx had survived without Isha, the story would have been so different. she would have continued to envy and hate Vi, she wouldnt have invited her to see vander, they never would have worked together. Basically what im saying is Isha is the glue. With isha being the glue ofc brings worry for the next act, in the trailer Jinx acts a wreck. shes slow, dissociated, depressed and empty. and while i dont entirely beleive isha is dead i beleive she is hurt or gone for the first bit. So that begs the question, how will jinx react? on one hand, she could go mental again, return to the way she was before Isha, hearing things, seeing things, being childish, loud and erratic to distract herself from her trauma. on the other hand, she is to far ahead to go back. This is the more likely outcome to me. She will begin to fall back on Vi, in the trailer we can hear/see her talking to Vi in a civil way, and Caitlin has lost alot of hate for her, they know have one common enemy. They dont like eachother but as we saw in episode 6 they are able to work together and tolerate eachother. i beleive Jinx will lean on Vi as a way to stay up, she might not be helpful but i think she will hang around Vi and Cait like a cat. Mainly wanting to be with Vi, especially after "hes your father too" but Cait is ussually with Vi so its kind of a package deal.

Maddie is working with ambessa or maybe ambessa just told her to hookup with Cait. She’s too pure. Somethings wrong.

none of this has any real reason i just felt like yapping. ill probably add more, i also want to see if any of my stuff is correct.

[spareham]

now that i don't have to worry abt art im worryin about excerpt like.. i like this 1, it's the one i have on the actual ao3 post itself:

Ruby’s eyes searched the floor as she tried to cohere her singular thought (How dare you? How dare you? How dare you?) into a different, more specific question.

“Why did you- what did you tell them?” She had to hear it herself. Do we ‘have’ to?

Klaasje’s reply was immediate — tense and quiet, “'Them', who? I-I don’t know what you’re-”

Ruby shouted, almost laughing, “YES YOU DO! You do, Klaasje,” and Klaasje winced — not at Ruby’s rising tone… but at the use of that word. That soft, long, guttural sound which meant herself – Klaasje. Ruby squinted. That’s right… that wasn’t even her real name.

BUT!!!! IDK im like maybe one of these??? this one feels too long and dialogue heavy but also it's really not my fav passage.. like i dont rly like the 'prose' in this part at all:

"You didn't try to find me. No, what you did was send them after me.” Klaasje didn’t respond, frustrated to be continually interrupted. Her jaw was clenched as she let Ruby continue, “RCM. Pigs – worse, Madre’s favorite pig-” 

“He wasn’t. He didn't even have a gun, he could barely remember his own name-”

“He was clearly capable enough to arrest you!”

“They didn’t though… they let us both go-”

“You couldn’t have known that he would… They could have arrested me for my work alone, but they sought me out for a murder I didn’t commit, based on the false information you gave them.”

Klaasje finally addressed Ruby’s assertion, stumbling over her words, “Wh-what did they tell you?”

Ruby held Klaasje’s gaze. “Why don’t you tell me?”

or this one which will explain why klaasje 'looks like that' on the fic cover but i ALSO DONT RLY LIKE THE PROSE HERE EITHER.. SO ....:

Klaasje pulled on the vest and zipped it up, then pulled Ruby’s headphones off of her neck, onto her head. Ruby looked her up and down. This wasn’t Klaasje… it was 'Jean' – a tall, young man with poor eyesight and poorer posture from his short but intense driving career. Privileged, devout, and shaken from his first taste of the real world. His short yet overgrown hair stuck out, boyish and sloppy beneath the bulky headphones. Believable. Ruby’s hand throbbed. Fuck.

“You can drive?”

Klaasje nodded. 

“Yes.” Klaasje had always had some drawling length to her vowels that was especially pronounced when she’d had something to drink… but she seemed to draw them out on purpose now. Or, maybe, she had only stopped restraining her instinct to do so. It was subtle, and Ruby wasn’t even sure the change had been made.

Ruby turned, looking back at the lorry, at the flour bags growing soggy in the ditch. She turned again and looked out across the wasteland behind them.

"Fuck ."

idk all my fav bits of writing in the fic are way too spoilery or just nothing without the context... idk idk idk im leaning toward just keeping the first one and including a version of this old old description i wrote last year:

what would u do if u just found out yr failed talking stage framed u for her boyfriend's murder, and as u r bitterly fleeing your narrowly avoided death and/or imprisonment for this accusation, you coincidentally run into said failed talking stage in a bathroom just outside of town? context: she is also fleeing, but she's not leaving behind the wreckage of a life she worked extremely hard to build (like you are), she's fleeing the responsibility of the lives she destroyed, including yours.. would u see it as a chance to 'hold her accountable' for the wrongs she's done unto u ? some justice, some answer to all this needless death ? now that your life has ostensibly already ended, would you, for once, bring yourself to try out the one high-risk high-reward activity that never interested you before ? would u seek revenge ?

OR should i just use these actual disco quotes???

KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "I think I know who did it. Who shot Lely... I can tell you. I can help you." KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - She's silent for a second -- as if looking into herself for certainty. Then, in a hushed voice, she says… KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "Ruby.”

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RUBY, THE INSTIGATOR - "I never did understand why, when someone dies, a hothouse's worth of flowers has to die too."

[buffa-z]

geats x revice battle royale movie rewatch

this is actually my first time watching the movie after watching revice, and also ive watched some ryuki, so i finally have the context necessary to know wtf is going on

wait fuck i forgot about this part. ikki what happened (squid games!!)

aw this is actually a really nice epilogue for revice. wait its the start of the movie. uh oh

you guys really had another kid?!?!??!!?

oh yeah lets recap all this for new audience members

using my demon to cheat at table tennis

oh right he doesnt remember vice

a bug! bugtech activate

george is trying to de-age hiromi? using insulated tubes and rgb lights???

man look at all the dirt and sand on lovekov that sucks

i did miss this cast tho everyone here is awesome

nobody protected the baby omg

dont worry everyone hiromi is here and he has a gun and the main rider can still transform

lets everyone do our huge endgame transformations on this beach

i actually adore these cosmic monsters, baridelo and ???

using my bug attack on coughing baby and adult man

coughing baby is winning rn

oh my god theyre all about to die what the fuck

his new denim jacket all ripped up!

nooo not the foam cliffface

ikki's actor is really good at playing dead

there are so many people here in the icu you guys should probably clear out a little so the doctors can work

well at least george can compartmentalize and state facts for everyone

the fire flashback lobby is still really cool

interesting that the aliens want gifu's dna to get really strong despite that he was apparently the one who destroyed their civilization??? are we gonna learn more about that??? (LOL NO)

oh fuck everyone line up for a walk-out

you really get the full range of driver variation in revice with this shot. everyone in this shot has a completely different driver.

tamaki hardcore fourth-wheeling this scene

more huge loud transformations oh my god this is insanity

send these bugs on a baby quest

"this is the entrance to death" yeah but i also think it's the quarry

this flame staff i am definitely stealing thank youuu

i love sakura so much shes the best

dude heaven or hell make your choice

sorry but live really looks like brave knight

oh thank god he switched

kind of a gay style double finisher

they stamped that baby!

how does a baby already have a demon OHHHH the orginal sin is CANON IN REVICE

woahh hes bisexual did anybody know

this really is a touching reunion now that i know what happened to them

yikes. you have run out of room to run! hope nothing happens badassly to stop your imminent doom

he has a new jacket from coming back from the dead. black on the outside red on the inside bc of his devil power

YAYYYY VICE IS BACKK

you know what it makes sense that ikki and ace are back to back bc in the end theyre both obsessed with solving every problem on their own. the difference is, ikki learns his lesson

YAY THE HANDSHAKE ugh its such a good suit

you guys should probably take the baby somewhere else and stop all standing there waiting to get hit with a rogue fireball

time to jump up really high in the air and do a badass magnet finisher

vice can see the cameras (framed as evidence for my theory that these riders both take place in the same universe)

?????? what the hell baby in the backpack is a dgp endeavor??

dgp clues!

girori: someone else is also filming in this spatial network....

ok if i may theorize, i figure the case is such that the dgp came back to this time to film bc ace is there (child of their godedss) but during the time theyre there the revice plot also takes place. the thing is, ace didn't really notice between his dgp involvment and the fact that he just never really checked the news during that time. plus i think the dgp probably got in on shooting that show as well (bonus content) and vice can see the cameras for whatever reason thus his whole charade during revice.

well anyways. an attractive man in a smoky underground training room being manipulated by an old man. classic.

THE BOARD GAME CAFEEEEE HELPPPPP the fact that ace wearing a regular white tshirt is a costume on him bc of his nature is so funny. he looks like fucking papyrus

also pope keiwa and witch neon

AND MICHINAGA IS ALIVE AGAIN YUPEE

HES WEARING A COSTUME TOOO

TSUMURIS OUTFIT

when you place this on the geats timeline is actually crazy. girori should be dead. michinaga should also be dead.

YOU NEED TO DELIVER A BABY. IN 42 KM

neon: this baby is gonna steal my clout...

michinaga has his cdl guys dont worry

I FORGOT REN IS THERE JUST HANGING OUT ON A BIKE WITH A BAD HAIRCUT

no one is good at protecting this baby be glad its just the devil aspect and it can survive

the geats buckles are actually weaker overall than revice bc theyre only at the midway point of their series

kagerou and keiwa interaction

kagerou: HEY wait a second theres an interesting devil around here lemme touch your forehead

kagerou: oh my god youre a girl. thats not wahat i was expecting. you should look into that.

you guys are gonna wanna run

evil ryuki?? but different???

yikes!

goth tsumuri is axctually so awesome

AND GOTH GEORGE hired by the game master to do commentary. hes literally a foppish dandy

these guys are not good with babies

fever trio yippee

the geats cast is overall weaker but they /are/ smarter bc they spend all their time deciphering clues and tricks instead of living a happy life

boing? boing?

this is really awkward bc ace and ikki know each other

the chase scene in the alley is so awesome, i love nago knocking shit over and jeanne trying to fix it

"bulls cant run" ??? what are you talking about

pulling his tail is low tho

oh hey i just got revived too LOL

OUJA IS HERE

oh george wants ouja baddddddly

vice is a great hypeman

buffa v ouja is badass

"im not like you" god i hope so. i hope buffa has what it takes to not be ouja

buffa semi-defeating ouja first try is crazy

fuck the cobra is way way scarier in hd. put that thing back in salvaged 2002 graphics or so help me

damn. retired.

oh this isnt greenscreened at all nuh nuh

honestly i agree. geats needs to chill

revice might be strong but geats has bugs bunny powers and in this world that trumps devils

geats: if youre a human, show me your face

ikki: ok (shows his face)

geats: (ohhhhh my god this is that guy i hooked up with a couple times like eight months ago and then ghosted fuckkkkkkkk) uhhhh fancy seeing you here

fuck i love nago so much shes the best. that mannequin hiding spot is so good.

neon and sakura compete for who can make the most women like them

its very yuri manga "this demon chasing me... was actually a cute strong girl?"

ace: i wondered why were delivering a baby that is clearly in someone else's art style

aww neon is a happy spa fan

AH knight jumpscare. i actually love that thats the matchup

woah right into a finisher! unfortunately its not enough

this is honestly a fucked situation all around

ace: i know this is your brother's devil but i HAVE to deliver this baby. you can have him back later

why did you guys go in the sushi shop? AND DONT THROW THE BABY

the magnum shield is cool how come we never see that again

come on not the stupid tilt scooters

who are these women at the finish line? who employs them?? whats their stories????

im really curious to see how many GMs the dgp actually went through before girori

not the top hat for the blood and gore extravaganza

the laser knife?????

can we stop mind controlling women

"a world without the DGP" come on man we all wish for that youre making that seem like a bad thing to wish for. literally marvel movie optics

the Desire Royale logo is badass

this guy is hot too bad we have to kill him

this is the debut of powered builder!!!!

kamen rider seeker

"an undefeated desashin from my DGP" - ok now lets unpack that. was it a different era? and this seeker guy got time-traveled to the current day to beat geats' dgp?? but he's from this era???? so girori must have just started before geats showed up

the powered builder buckle is objectively the best one its just the best ever its so fucking awesome i love it so much lets have it forever yayyyy

DUDE HE ABSORBED THAT BABY

this buckle really should become a nago form if anyone had any sense at all. ugh its so fucking cool

nice ticket throw. cool portal too

they blew the entire geats budget on menswear

kaima: im just a guy from the future or the past

ace's little phone case with the ring handle. awesome

oh kaima was an mma fighter from before ace joined the game. so the gm change to girori was recent

my spiderphone key

this is a revice location! inside the dgp facility! how odd

hes not gonna fucking tell you anything. you fucking saved him before he told you. idiot.

no violence in this lounge! says the guy responsible for violence within that lounge

ace's jaw twitch when girori said "im on your side"

oh no vice is fading away :(

ace stop staring and fucking blink

oh good thing that works i guess. i guess they can just use desire drivers i guess. but wait HOW DOES GIRORI KNOW THAT????

why does ace have those spare buckles too

hiiii everyoneeeee

they made ouja put a tank top on... (cover them up slut...)(no im sure the real reason is that they filmed this in the cold)

holy shit evil!shinji and ren are barely recognizable with different haircuts. and why are they all evil

"wish youd stay dead for once" is really good

hey thats not your line!!! thats buffas line!

ace and ikki are there too like ummm guys what the fuck is wrong with you all

im glad we get to do this in a sports stadium so its contained

seeker has to have his own side to the transformation bc of how big it is. and the ryuki folks get magic popup mirrors

they picked three insane people and three crazy people and one guy whose both to build megastructures

hes not your son anymore?????? wtf???

if youre the gm you have to have a little capelet

put that display katana down

dude just throw your hat on the floor. lets destroy this guys office

and were back in the fucking warehouse again

"i guess there are people that are just like devils" is certainly something you can say about ouja

lets all win really quick

dude lets fight in the gardennn

THE TINY GUNNNNN

we're inviting one million aliens to your house for a survival horror game

dude girori you have no room to say anything about that

cut in half but there was no blood so its ok

girori Can fight thats why the producer snapped him out of existence instead of challenging him or letting him fight anymore

yuppp editing game parameters with my awesome beam

george: my outfit... :(

hey is anyone worried about the impending megastructure

well at least everyone is back in the game

tsumuri: hey listen. desashin prize to whoever stops seeker from killing all of us

propeller buckle for revi

why did they transform and then turn around?

dude thats so not where that was. awesome

"the more i win, the more others suffer" is a clue!

ACE HISTORY FACT COUNTER; 8! the great shakespeare once said, "when we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools."

no one is impressed. everyone is confused

just me and my bigass stairs

tycoon and buffa both give BAD morals to be fighting for

why did me and george both say "that's kamen rider ryuki!"

now knight and ouja get to fight, big day for gay people

nice ryuki finisher

yup lets get this finale music in here. medleyed with the orchestral march to show villainy. fuck yes

fuck that finisher is sooo fucking cool too bad this guy is mega evil

the claw arms with tools just hitting him over and over is awesome

geats: my mom doesnt like you so you cant win

revice buckle exists now

lets get a clean stamping finish to the geats soundtrack

YES MAGNUM BOOST GRAND VICTORY

you just cant get a kick like this anywhere else folks. and with those glowing eyes? how could the death gate even exist?

recognizing the ryuki time's-up clue is good

welp bye everyone

tycoon knows damn well theyre not powerscaled properly relative to other riders.

their suits are inconsistent as fuck compared to the far more structured revice and ryuki. which is interesting

ace: youre not allowed to fight without morals in this world, ok? i gotta be honest. im hallucinating a lot right now.

damn devils are excluded from the dgp thats fucked.

ikki: well my first wish would be to fix everything but you guys have that taken care of

ace: ill handle it. since youre so fucking complicated

bring in the clock bell babeyyy

very "i would love you FIVE ever" response from ikki

daiji: hey awesome that you finally remember vice, but i promised george i would bring him a desire driver sooo

ikki: no those arent ours we arent supposed to have them

^offscreen convo that i imagine took place before the sushi restaurant scene where ikki gives them back

ace: dont ever think that im attached to anything ever (literally wished for ikki's happiness)

i love that they get along honestly its good to see

oh hey now shinji needs to deliver keiwa a moral. having watched the first half of ryuki that actually makes a lot of sense

ren coming up to bully shinji, "i wouldnt have had to play that weird game if you hadnt gotten yourself stuck in the mirror world" lmao

oh this part is ryuki spoilers i must forget this. theyre gay as fuck tho

neon and sakura hanging out!

ace and co back at the game cafe wearing the same outfits??? his stupid papyrus outfit? and theyre all clowning on him for acting like a lone wolf??

michinaga hovering in the back in a random outfit and disappearing????? they literally made an ai projection of him this is what people were striking against.

the source of ace's overwhelming strength is that he's not from this era???? what does that mean?? i still dont get it. i still dont know how that makes him stronger. old clues but how

the producer just has a desk FULL of antique stim toys

[p4ndoras-vault]

havent even made an intro post yet, but here are some source memories

techno and i met at school, i sort of annoyed him into letting me stick around. i had nothing better to do since i was new there. i remember dream being a dick to tommy, and tommy was techs little brother so i stood up for him. that was when techno started to respect me and we became actually friends, and we were inseparable. i didnt really care about school, but he was super super smart. like in every ap class imaginable, shits wild. he took school very seriously but somehow i always managed to convince him to skip school with me. we were so close that it genuinely made other people at school feel unsettled. people knew vaguely who techno was, he and dream were sort tied for the top students in the school, but dream was more social. and peoples only impressions of me were that i wore emo ass freak clothing, was tall, always was covered in bruises (from my dad, but they didnt know that), and that i beat the shit out of dream. so, they didnt want to mess with us. techno and i were always touching, grabbing each others sleeves or gripping each other so hard it hurt. i wouldnt say we were dating, but we were WAY more than just friends. hes my soulmate.

my. dad really really sucked so i ended up staying with techno and tommy and phil at their house like 99% of the time. techno and i shared a bed most of the time. i remember he would always tell me to bring my guitar whenever i came over, because he liked hearing me play for him. i wrote… a LOT of songs about techno.

i dont think phil liked me, distracting his super genius son from academics and getting him to start skipping class and stealing shit lol. techno had already had a rebellious streak in the past where he got into fights constantly and like went to fight clubs and shit, and he practically ruined his metal and physical health because of it. i think phil was worried i would make him start that up again, but tech did NOT care. also, phil was so so fucking nice to me. i mean, really i guess it was mostly politeness. he didnt like he staying there at all, but he loves techno and techno loves me so he kinda had to lmfao. tommy at first thought i was cool, since his first impression was me helping him out with dream and tommy saw how much techno liked me and he thought that anyone techno liked would be cool. tommy started ignoring me pretty quickly once he realized i only gave a shit about techno and no one else, and tommy definitely got pretty jealous because techno would only pay attention to me. but there wasnt really anything he could do about it

also, schlatt and i were friends at whatever school i was at before this one. for some reason the only clear memory i have of that school is passing him in the hall and dapping him up lmfao. we were definitely around each other a lot. also i remember fundy but i cant remember from where…? he was like. thirteen maybe. and i remember. taking care of him? but we werent related and he wasnt around by the time i moved to the new school. shrug

im also partially sourced from heathers, the movie and the musical, so uh. techno and i killed a few people, i was gonna blow up the school, stuff fell through and the bombs didnt go off but the police were still gonna get me, parents got told what had happened and everyone was rushing to the school to get their kids, phil was there, techno was fully prepared to go on the run with me and leave everything behind, i told him to kill me, he refused, i told phil to kill me, he was slightly hesitating, i forced the gun into his hands and made him shoot me . 😝 yeah yadda yadda

if any technoblade introjects want to interact i would literally do anything for you. BARAMNARKABRALRNARLWOEOFWOOWFOOWOOFWOODWOOD COME BACK TECHNO THE KIDS MISS YOU WOOFWOOF. clears throat