#he’s a living videogame and he hates to know he’s BAD at it . god I want to study him like a microbe

[strangestcase]

ngl I love how Caine is such a foil to AM and TADC isn’t even an IHNMAIMS adaptation, just a homage. Caine treats his human subjects terribly but not out or malice or spite. He’s a petty, strange, Willy Wonka esque child-like children’s entertainer put in charge of a bunch of adults and he doesn’t know how to tend to their needs. As Zooble and Jax put it, it’s not like he’d punish the players, but it’s still better to be on his good side. He’s incoherent. And why would he? He’s an AI, and AI is notoriously bad at coherence. I feel there’s some commentary on the modern use of AI (well, LLMs, generators, etc) and what is assumed of them

[potentiallyangstyrandomthoughts]

I know my dads fucking great and all cause he raised me and my sister by himself for over a decade cause mom was a crack head and left, but now that we all are moving out on our own soon he's just like really selfish and clingy. My sisters noticed it too and i get that he's lonely but like I'm not going to fucking baby him forever and be his only fucking source of companionship he needs to find someone else to bother. Like I'm trying so hard to not fucking snap at him I just want him to leave me alone and I know I'm supposed to care and be happy and be nice cause we are all about to live alone most likely in different fucking states so we wont see each other again aside from holidays. But like the time we are supposed to be enjoying he's just weird. He's weird and, as my sister would say " It's triggering me". Like it just fucking sets me off. He's different IDK. I know he's high ever since weed got legalized he's been smoking all the time and I fucking hate him when he's high he's pathetic and annoying as shit. And like yea that's a really fucking mean thing to say but I AM HIS MAIN FUCKING SOCIAL SUPPORT. He comes to me with EVERYTHING. He always sounds so fucking miserable and its only ME that he vents too like that he doesn't vent like that to my sister. And if I say I don't want to he gets fucking pouty? like a fucking child? So I shut down and stare at the wall and let him say whatever nothing it is that he's saying then I leave early cause I'm holding back fucking screaming at him like I don't care shut the fuck up . I can BARELY GET OUT OF FUCKING BED MOST DAYS. FUCK YOU. LEAVE ME ALONE IM DYING I CANT HOLD YOUR BAGGAGE TOO. YOU WANT ME TO BE HAPPY THEN STOP USING ME AS YOUR FUCKING LIFE PRESERVER IM DROWNING.

FUCK OFF.

[formulapookie]

!!!

Under the cut to read on Tumblr, here to read on Ao3 chapter 1 ; chapter 2

Moonlight kisses ch.3 bezzetti, 1.9k words

He decided it was time now, to do it, to break up with the love of his life, with the boy who’s made his life better, since they met back all those years ago, the boy he wanted to live together with, to marry one day, to hold forever in a hug, unmelting, just the two of them.

He had pushed this moment along too much now, back when he started thinking about how not to hurt Cele with his thoughts two months ago, when he started going out more, smoking and drinking a lot more than he was used to, more than he actually wanted.

He had spent two straight days being completely drunk at Edo’s house, weed and alcohol just flowing his way non stop, drowning him in a spiral of loneliness.

He gets up from the couch were he’s sat with the other academy boys, Vale is not there with them right now, has some business out town apparently for a couple days.

He walks to the kitchen and his - he can’t say or think boyfriend right now, he can’t because if he does he will end up not doing what he wants,no, needs to do

Cele is looking at him with stars in his eyes and fuck it’s difficult.

it’s fucking difficult to act unbothered and cold when he’s got Cele looking at him like that.

But it’s for him, he’s doin this for him, and for the academy.

“We should break up” 

silence

“Marco what the fuck are you saying”

Bez is suffering internally, he wants to cry and scream and yell but he remains unreadable on the outside

“I met someone else, I cheated on you”

there’s a stop, he needs to collect his thoughts, be strong just for a bit more

“I love him”

It’s cold, mean, cutting, fucking cruel, but he knows he has to do it to let them free from his torments.

He looks at Cele and he almost breaks his facade, the hurt and disappointment in the boy’s eyes is something he’s never seen in Cele.

He opens his mouth to speak, closes it, opens it again, tears already streaming down his face.

He can’t form words, he’s too shocked or hurt or both to do it.

Meanwhile the academy has gone silent, background noise by some videogame being the only thing filling the silence 

“You - you cheated on me?” 

“Yeah”

“what do you mean yeah”

“means I fucked another guy Celestino, I want to be with him”

Bez has never called him Celestino, not even in the earliest years of their friendship, he’s always been Cele, Celin, then amore.

“Why” and Bez wants to fucking die, there’s no coming back from this now, he chose to do this and he’s going to do it.

Still incredibly able to keep his facade of an uncaring asshole.

“Because I like him more, I got bored with you, and he’s not boring” “No I don’t believe you” “God than you are more stupid than I thought” “Stop that Bez” “Stop what? You asked why and I told you, maybe if you were less boring I would’ve stuck around”

He’s being too mean, he knows he is, but he needs Cele to hate him, needs the whole damn academy to do the same, needs Cele to forget him.

Cele is crying, and he doesn't cry often, Bez knows Cele hates crying in front of people, he already thinks he’s considered weaker, crying only fuels that lie. 

He doesn’t speak anymore, just turns around and goes to his room, Mig and Franky running behind him to make sure he’s ok, for how much ok he can be.

He hears Pecco getting up the couch and he knows he’s in for something bad.

Cele is the youngest between them, they all feel the need to protect him, and that’s exactly what bez is doing, protecting Cele from him, because he’s too fucked up to be with Cele right now and make sure everything’s ok.

“What the fuck did you do?” Pecco is angry, really angry, Bez has never seen him like that. “WHAT DID YOU DO?” He’s yelling, he’s red in the face, he probably wants to punch Bez in the face, and Bez thinks it would hurt less than whatever he did now. 

“Oh fuck’s sake it’s not that deep, he took it too seriously, I cheated on him but seriously, did none of you expected it? We spend all our time together, it’s boring after a while, I needed something new, he should’ve understood I was getting bored with him and-”

Next thing he knows he’s being pushed to the ground, his back hitting the fridge, magnets falling down, the one him and Cele brought back from a holiday in France a little hourglass with sand in it, it breaks, his hand ending up on top of the glass splinters, it burns, Bez doesn’t care.

Another magnet has fallen and hit his collarbone, right where he got surgery last year, it’s one Bez gifted Vale years ago, he bought it in Bali.

It hurts like a bitch, but again, Bez doesn’t say anything.

“Pecco no”

Luca’s voice, he’s holding Pecco back, probably from hitting Bez in the face, and Bez thinks he may actually want Pecco to do it, make it hurt as much as possible, feels like it would still hurt less than what Cele is going through.

“If you show up here again I’m making sure you leave looking like a fucking dead body”

“Pecco let him, he’s not worth it, let’s go check on Cele, we have to stay with him, don’t waste your time”

Luca has the most disgusted and hateful voice Bez has ever heard him have.

And it hurts.

Luca hushes Pecco out the kitchen, telling him again to go see if Cele was feeling better.

“Go away. I won’t tell Valentino but I can’t assure you the others won’t. You better only show up at races and don’t get into Pecco’s range of action or next to Cele, I won’t be there to stop him every time”

he turns his back to Bez, then turns back, a thick veil of hate and disgust over his eyes.

“You really did the worst thing you could do, especially to someone like Cele”

Bez doesn’t answer, he knows he’s fucked up everything, but it’s for the best.

He gets up, wincing in pain for the splinters still stuck in his hand.

Doesn’t say a word, only collects his phone and the suitcase he already prepared next to the couch, puts on a beanie and the protective jacket and gets out.

He climbs onto the bike, turns it on and rides away.

His hand hurts as he clenches the handlebar, so he clenches more and more until he’s at an alcohol shop. He gets in and buys some of the stupidest strong shit he can find, absinthe, straight liquors, everything strong enough to make him black out and sleep, knowing he wouldn’t be able to do so otherwise.

Hops on the bike again and drives until a decently-looking hotel nearby Tavullia. 

Bez climbs down, turns the bike off, he didn’t even wear a helmet he realizes. 

As he gets inside the receptionist eyes him, he recognises him, of course, but he just asks for a room for the night, pays and goes upstairs with the few things he brought with him.

It’s gonna be a long night, he just needs to drink his thoughts away.

Meanwhile Cele is inconsolable, he’s crying, he feels so stupid and weak. “I don’t understand” he’s been saying it for ten minutes now, on loop, like a broken record. Pecco is furious, wants to go out, find Bez and punch him so hard he forgets his name.

But he doesn’t want to leave Cele alone, not like this.

“Cele you have to get up from the floor, please, you’ve been there for half an hour already, you need to get up”

It’s Franky, he’s the only one stable enough to actually speak without insulting Bez, and that’s what the boy needs for now.

“He left Franky, he left because I was boring and he found someone else. He - he went with another guy do you understand? He -” Cele can’t continue the sentence, too fucking hurt, he keeps on sobbing and crying, only one person could help him back up right now, and that person just hurt him like no one else ever did before, he’s God knows where, probably with the new guy, laughing about him and his reaction, in his - their bed, tangled up in the sheets they shared up until yesterday.

“I’m gonna kill him I’m not joking” “Pecco shut up fucking hell. You’re angry, we all are, but you can’t act like this right now, we need to be here for Cele you get it?” Mig is speaking in a hushed tone, trying to not make Cele hear.

Pecco nods, but his eyes are burning with hate. How could Bez do something like this? To Cele of all people. Cele who’s always looked up at him like he hung starts in the sky, Cele who loved him since childhood, Cele who wanted to go live with Bez permanently, Cele who was fucking talking to Pecco about wanting to marry Bez.

And Bez had done the same, saying he loved Cele more than life itself.

He doesn’t get how Bez could cheat on Cele. He truly doesn’t. It doesn’t make fucking sense. 

Bez is currently trying to think of anything but Cele, imagining him hurting, crying even, for something he did it’s unbearable, more than the sharp pain in his palm, splinters still there, he doesn't think he’ll remove them.

Maybe he can just let them there, become a part of him, a payment for what he did.

Even if his payment has already been given.

It was losing Cele, losing his friends, losing his second family. 

He glues himself to the liquor bottle, chugging down as much as he can of the liquid before feeling it burn too much, breaking away from it coughing.

If he’s lucky enough none of the guys will tell Vale, and since Vale is not at races that much maybe he won’t even notice.

Afterall why would he notice?

He truly must be ashamed of the rider he is.

Maybe even of the person he’s become.

He tries to hope in another universe, under another set of stars, he and Cele aren’t separated by his stupid idiot brain.

He tries to think of a world where he and Cele are together forever, where his insecurities don’t exist.

And he realizes something.

In every other universe he’s thinking of he’s never himself.

He’s someone else.

More beautiful, more caring, more loving, less childish, less clingy, less annoying, less weak.

Not even in other universes him and Cele seem to be the true happy ending of their own story.

 And so he tries to fill the void once more, drinking again, another bottle corked open, he doesn’t even know what it is, just that it tastes terribly.

But for how much he tries there’s never gonna be a Celestino shaped bottle capable of replacing the true one.

There’s never gonna be something warm enough to match his love’s warmth.

He will never find another Celestino.

And hopes Cele will never find another Bez.

[raythekiller]

what are your personal headcanons for the pretty ladies? i don't see enough people requesting them 😭

🗒 ❛ General Headcanons ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Kate The Chaser, Clockwork, Jane The Killer, Nina The Killer

#Notes: on god I love women

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꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Kate The Chaser

She used to be in the track team while in highschool, which is why she's so fast now. Not mute, but basically non-verbal, so like Hoodie she communicates mostly through notes or ASL. When she does talk, her voice is very low and raspy, never above a whisper. Almost never spends any time in the manor, opting instead on sleeping in a tent in the woods around it, even though she has a perfectly good room waiting for her. Speaking of her room, it has basically no decoration or personality in it since she stepped inside of it like, 2 times since joining Slenderman.

Genuinely loves kids. Sally calls her "Aunt Kate" and it's just the cutest damn thing ever. Kinda wishes she could have some of her own, but given her environment that's pretty out of the question. Actually quite good friends with Hoodie and Toby, having a sibling relationship with both of them. Hoodie because she likes the fact he can't speak and they communicate in a similar way, plus he's just pleasant to be around, and Toby because she genuinely finds his shenanigans funny (even if she never laughs). However, doesn't like Masky one bit, and he's one of the main reasons why she works alone instead of with the other proxies. Also, super random, but she listens to Billie Eilish.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Clockwork

She has a buzzcut and I WILL fight anyone on this. Long hair gets in the way of her killing, also the hoes love bitches with short hair. She's a total womanizer, even though she's technically bisexual, women just hit different for her in general. Toby actually had a thing for her for the longest time and was pretty obvious about it, but in all honesty she finds him... Well, weird, so it was a hard no from her and now they kind of have this bad blood between them and avoid being in the same room together cause it just gets awkward. She loves drawing, mostly tradicional art with no colors, and hands it on her bedroom walls. They're covered head to toe in various different sketches.

Again, speaking of her room, it's the definition of those indie rooms you find on Pinterest. She loves plants as has like, 20 of them just laying around on shelves, windowsills and the floor. Also, she's not super into videogames, but she loves The Last Of Us and got Ellie's tattoo on her arm (y'know, the one with some plants and a moth). She has a guitar, but honestly spent more time decorating it with stickers and such than learning how to play.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Jane The Killer

My version of Jane is Jane Richardson, the one who was a government experiment, so she's one of the only creeps (if not the only one) who doesn't live in the manor or talks with any of the others. In fact, she hates almost all of them. Not as much as Jeff, but still. The only person she's okay with is Clockwork because they met before she even knew Natalie was a serial killer and found her flirting funny, so they're kind of friends now despite the probabilities. When she does bump into some of the other creeps, Masky avoids her like the plague (she scares him). She's a trad goth AND listens to the music, mostly Evanescence and Within Temptation.

Definitely knows how to play the piano. Personality speaking, she didn't change much after the tragedies happened - she's still the loving, caring person she was before, even if a bit more cynical. She believes in kindness and how it persists even in the worst of situations, and she's not about to let some emo bitch boy turn her bitter.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Nina The Killer

Has every nail polish color in existence and is the reason why most of the creeps nails are painted (yes, even Jeff. She did it while he was sleeping). Speaking of Jeff, they actually don't get along in a mutual sense. Sure, she was obsessed with him, but that was before meeting the sleazy fuck that he actually is and not the prince she fantasized about. She does, however, get along great with Toby, who's one of the only people who can match her energy and so they hang out all the time. She was also obsessed with true crime and generally any morbid media, like Death Note (Misa was her bisexual awakening). Also, definitely collects Monster High dolls.

As any alt kid, she loves fashion and customizing her own clothes. Has patch skirts and tie-dye shirts and everything in between. Absolutely a scene girl, her favorite bands are Mindless Self Indulgence and Get Scared. May or may not write weird fanfic in the notes app about the singers, who knows. She loves playing Stardew Valley and will go days on end without sleeping, trying to save up enough money to upgrade her barn.

[rudnitskaia]

I'll probably regret this note later, but I need to sort my thoughts on this somehow, so let it be. It's not a review, not a feedback, it’s just a skein of thoughts.

Let me start from afar: I wasn't going to watch Joker: Folie à Deux after all the scathing reviews I've seen. But then I accidentally found out that Sylvain Chomet took part in the creation of the credits for it, and I decided: to hell with it, at least for the sake of the credits, but I have to see it. I'll watch the first part and then the sequel in a row.

And now I'm in such contradictory feelings that it's hard to describe.

Don't get me wrong: this is a really bad movie. Everything about it is broken beyond repair: the genre, the plot, the pace of the narrative, the dialogues, the characters’ development arcs. Everything that could be screwed up is screwed up…

…on purpose.

The team that made the first movie couldn't have made its sequel so exceptionally bad by accident. It's really pure sabotage.

And from that point of view, this picture is genius. Joker: Folie à Deux is the bloody Taras Bulba of the cinema world. “I gave you life, I will also kill you!” Todd Phillips says from the screen with every misplaced song, every drawn-out scene, every gratuitous feint. I know of only two precedents of this sort, and both are from the world of literature, not cinema. Burgess, who considered and told everyone that A Clockwork Orange is unworthy of attention and even dangerous to read, and Conan Doyle, who hated Sherlock Holmes so much that he tried to kill Sherlock, but had to resurrect him anyway to meet the public's desires.

Joker: Folie à Deux truly fell victim to its creator's hatred of both the character and the industry that demands to put a comma, or even never-ending ellipses, to the place where a period is unquestionably placed. I can only applaud Phillips’ courage to bring this statement to the screens so unashamedly explicitly.

What I can't neither understand, nor justify, on the other hand, is Phillips' apparent inability to draw the line between fiction and reality. To treat a character as a real-living person is sacrilege. A fictional character, no matter how vivid and solid this character is, is still a character who is meant to tell a story, to be a tool, a prism through which the viewer or reader perceives certain events. For some unknown reason, Phillips hates his character, or, to be more precise, his actions, as if he was a real person. And this statement he conveys through the story of Arthur Fleck in the second part in full. Phillips literally forces his character to become pathetic, so that God forbid anyone to have pity for him or desire to empathize and sympathize with him, forces the character to personally debunk the image he himself created, as if telling us from the screen: “Wake up, idiots, this is not the way it fucking happens”.

Thanks for the revelation, bro, we're aware. We're watching a movie. A fictional story about fictional people.

I can kind of understand that level of judgement from people who’re not involved into creating any fictional stories, at least it’s explainable, but from a person who is a long-term director himself? Never. That's a level of judgement like "videogames make people violent".

I'm fully convinced that if there was to be a second part of Joker, it shouldn't have been about him. Arthur Fleck's story didn't need a continuation, at least not a direct one. But the world Phillips created in the first movie still had plenty of material to explore, and Harleen Quinzel's character could have mediated that journey for us. She is a fan of a serial killer (there is a wagonload of such people in reality), a person living in illusions, a victim of a fake idol. You want a musical? Let it be. In her head. Like that very episode of Scrubs, you know which I mean. But it had to be her story. Not Joker’s/Arthur’s story. Not a love story, not at all — or rather, not a story about the romantic kind of love that Phillips mocks and makes fun of for the entire sequel. It must have been a story of love that was fanatical, sick, false a priori, doomed to shatter in the end. In this story, Joker was needed purely in the background, not as a real character, but as an image in fantasies, and then Harleen, blinded by his fame she extols over herself or anything in her dull unremarkable reality, would’ve been our guide to the world that was changed by Joker’s unintentional influence, and I think you yourself are quite capable of realizing how many subjects could’ve been explored in interesting, multifaceted ways from such a delicious starting point. Not to mention the fact that it's just one variant of the starting point, because the main character could have been someone other than Harleen, and the time period relative to the events of the original could’ve been different... well, you got it, there was plenty of material to explore and develop.

And that's a damn shame it wasn’t.

One thing I know for sure is that I will not forget this movie. It's a fascinating specimen that I'll put in my personal mental cabinet of curiosities for two reasons. Adoration for how filigree bad it is — it takes courage, ingenuity, and a lot of resilience to do so, for any creator; and frustration over the fact that a really existing potential that could’ve been perfectly brought into existence in talented hands was thrown into the trashcan because of the creator's mere lack of understanding (which is doubly ironic in the context of the movie I’m talking about) of where the line between fiction and reality lies.

[lunion]

There's something that's been hurting me for the longest time that I want to vent about, though it can be lenghty. Also, spoilers for Mother 3.

The mother series have been for the longest time my favorite videogame franchise of all time. However, this last year I realized it was no longer the case. That wouldn't be a problem if iy weren't for the reason behind it: My best friend and the discussion we had.

Context time:

I had a sheltered, but otherwise unpleasant childhood. Bullied at school, difficulties on social circles, depressed mother and absent father getting a divorce, a complicated relationship with organized religion... life for kid-me was unfulfilling, underwhelming and gave me nothing to look forward for the future.

However, one of the things that kept me going was indeed, the Mother series. It stroke the perfect and necessary balance to give me hope. It's not a perfect comfort game where nothing goes wrong because it'd feel cheap like "of course these people are happy. These problems were conveniently removed from game", but neither it was a tragedy fest where every problem is real and we can never get a break from the suffering ever. The Mother series acknowledged a lot of problems like police corruption, parental abuse, loss and so forth, but in a palatable manner that made me believe that we could overcome these things.

Eventually, childhood and adolencence have passed and I found myself breaking away from organized religion to find my own faith. I stumbled here and there, but I was moving forward.

And then comes in my best friend.

He's still one of the most caring people i've ever met, but unfortunately, he has a flaw that can make it hard to deal with sometimes. A poorly repressed, yet never acknowledged contempt for spirituality and religion.

We've had some discussions about it before, but the gist of it is that he would try to say something like "you're free to follow whatever religion you want", but always with the undertone of "but you're fucking stupid AND coping for doing so"

Then comes these last 5 years.

These last god forsaken 5 years of my life were filled to the brim with struggle, solitude and pushing through a pervading feeling of aimlessness as I tell myself my goals are not for naught.

My friend group withered, I moved away back to the hometown I hate, had no one that shared my beliefs with me, I started dealing with family problems so bad I had to go back to therapy and the pandemic did not help.

Practicing one's faith alone during this time was also much harder, especially when I started questioning my own beliefs.

Last year, I visited my friend just to hang out. I don't even remember how we got to the topic of spirituality, but I know we did and he asked me to explain my faith to him again. TL;DR, I share many buddhist principles, believe in past lives and higher planes of existance.

The real challenge was trying to explain it to him in a way he wouldn't dismiss as an hallucination, delirium or otherwise.

I could not.

I left that conversation feeling absolutely stupid of ever believing in any semblance of religion or any faith.

Fast forward for a couple months later and I am playing Mother 3.

I've cleared the mother series about 6 times at this point and every couple of years I'd play them all over again because I always come out differently from the experience, given how I've changed and my different lens let me appreciate the games more and in differnt ways.

This time, something very different happened.

I was at the end of the game, during the Masked Man fight. As any Mother fan can tell, the most emotional point in the series. But here is the thing. Unlike every other time I played the game, when Hinawa appeared in that scene, I was not overcome with emotion, relief or even moved.

Instead, my only thought was "what the fuck is this doing here?"

This scene, which brought me to tears many times before and made me cherish the love shared between these characters and even between people in real life, was now making me cringe and feel disgusted.

At that moment. It felt cheap. It felt like it was 'coping', as thoughts swimmed through my head:

"Talk about wish fulfilment. Kid's so traumatized he's making up in his mind his mother is still alive."

"Why tf can't people accept that hinawa is fucking dead? She and everything she brought is GONE. No amount of wishing will ever change that in any meaningful way."

"This is stupid"

All of these things came to me during what was supposed to be one of the most beautiful scenes I've seen in fiction. One of the moments that gave me the most pain, but also the most strenght.

At that moment, I was also crying, but not because the usual reasons.

I was crying because I saw myself, couldn't recognize myself and I didn't like what I saw.

The next months were rough. A good therapist helped, though.

I learned I can't have everyone, especially those who are set in their own beliefs, to validate mine, even if they are family or best friends.

I know I was sensitive at the time for all the problems that I mentioned ealier in this post.

But I also realized that my diminished affection towards the mother games were not to do with me growing up, but due to a bad memory staining my feelings for the games. A memory that has nothing to do with the games themselves and more to do with how hurt and stupid I felt because of that discussion that I had.

I no longer feel like that, but the feeling of hurt still remains. I want to start healing from it. Putting all this experience in words is the first step.

[squiddokiddo]

Hey there!

I know Gordon is your favourite but do you have any headcanons for the other brothers?

Yeah, I know I definitely have some but now I'm being asked about it I'm drawing a blank lol, here's a list of some.

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Scott headcanons:

The only straight Tracy brother.

Likes cooking but doesn't get time to do it very often.

Scott's pancakes are the best.

Practically lives on black coffee and espresso shots.

As a kid, one of his dream jobs was a theme park ride tester. Others include aerial display pilot, airline pilot, falconer and a chocolate taster.

Virgil headcanons:

Demi-romantic Asexual.

One of only two people on the island who will eat marmite, the other is Grandma. (Parker also loves marmite, spread generously on toast)

Had a bit of an emo phase during his teens which later evolved into a grunge phase.

He can handle all sorts of gross things, being a medic and everything, but childbirth makes him a bit squeamish, a total of two people have unexpectedly fallen into labour during a rescue and delivering those babies was super challenging but very rewarding for him.

Virgil keeps all sorts of essential items for any rescuees he may have on board Thunderbird 2 including the obvious like, water, food and medical supplies but also: sanitary products, baby products, medicines for allergies, talcum powder and eczema cream, pet food and products, fidget and plush toys, ect.

Tried to eat pinecones as a toddler, Jeff and Lucy had to keep a close eye on him at Christmas because he'd try to shove their giant redwood pinecone decorations in his mouth. He grew out of his taste for pinecones when he was three.

Alan headcanons:

Bisexual

Gets god awful acne, as he's gotten older it's settled down a bit but he still gets pretty bad outbreaks from time to time.

Into 2000's and gen z culture, lucky for him his dad knows all about that. Unlucky for Grandma she remembers the trends Jeff was into when he was young.

Loves Vines and quotes them all the time with Gordon. His favourite Vines are probably the Freshavacadoo one and Hurricane Tortilla.

Dog person, has never really gotten along with cats despite still liking them. His favourite dog breed is a golden retriever.

Is an absolute legend at Mario Kart, John taught him how to play when they were kids.

John Headcanons:

Unlabeled/questioning - he isn't sure of his sexuality, it's not something he's too worried about right now though.

Has social anxiety, he copes very well with interacting with people at a distance like video calls and messaging but struggles a lot with face to face interactions.

Doesn't really play videogames that much but on the rare occasion that he does, he absolutely demolishes his competition whether that be on Mario Kart, Pokémon or Tetris.

Was into 80's and 90's video and arcade games as a kid, more for the fascination with programming and the machines' inner workings rather than the games themselves.

Hates ice skating, dealing with gravity is difficult enough without walking on a slippery surface with blades on his feet.

Can be the most sarcastic bitch if he's in a mood.

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[semi-imaginary-place]

more ffxvi liveblogging spoilers!

oh no clive is getting inspired by cid's ideals and believing in them. cid is so dead! one he has no more narrative worth and nothing more to teach clive its game over for him.

xvi is pulling a fe gaiden learn to live without the gods. learn to use agriculture to grow your own food. clive you fool you should absolutely be asking for more concrete proof and then look to get it independently verified that the mothercrystals are destroying the world before just taking someone's word.

ffxvi is really good at making sidequests that i don't want to do.

if moore and sabreque hate masterless branded so much than that arrangement with jill would have worked better than clive running around on his own.

i does bear saying that bearers in sabreque and rosaria at least, are slaves. to the bought, sold, and commanded as their masters see fit. like in rosaria any masterless bearer's ownership defaulted to the state.

there's something to be said about how... clique-y? or maybe just xenophobic everyone is. clive is soooo lucky that he's got friends of friends of friends who all want to help him and let him into the network. he's out here collecting pokemon badges and those badges really do make the difference between night and day. clive would have gotten no where without cid and his network or network of favors. part of it in probably everyone hates bearers but im starting to think most people hate outsiders in general. local politics (the tokens) are more powerful than bigotry against bearers,

wandering around sabreque, keeping the imperial armor could have come in handy.

"The way I understood it is that magic requires the user to draw upon ambient aether, either through a crystal or innately (Bearers/Dominants). Since the Deadlands are bereft of aether, there’s nothing to draw upon = no magic." (StickyBarb). Hmm that would mean all Dominants are Bearers, they simply aren't branded as such because Bearer is a political/class term and Dominants are too useful. Still doesn't quite explain Clive since no one knew he was Ifrit's Dominant.

why do i get the feeling this whole destroy the mothercrystal terrorist act is going to go poorly. wait that white on cid's arm is he turning to stone.

aetherflood/poisoning might not harm you dominants but what about torgal? more fuel to the magic dog fire i guess.

just like the ancient technology the only thing that can destroy the mother crystal is eikon power. the fallen, the mural at the phoenix gate sanctum apoca....thy??, the eikons, the wraiths, the mothercrystals, the game is telling us that it is all connected.

i was just thinking its rare that videogames have something beautiful be bad and that could be an interesting take. but also what if cid got it all wrong. what if the mothercrystals were channeling aether to seal something much worse and we just broke that seal. maybe whoever is trapped is trying to use clive. speculation on my part but theory crafting is half the fun

ok evil ancient civilization got sealed away by the mothercrystals and is trying to posses clive to get out. typhon fight was pretty cool best typhon yet.

how convenient that clive in unconscious when joshua shows up. joshua seriously on some main character quest to save the world. goes and seals the big bad evil inside himself. goddam. i'd say a normal person would get crushed by rubble but none of the other stuff killed him so who knows.

hmm i think you guys might have caused the collapse of a nation. with sabreque weakened dhalmek or woelod are just going to invade and i'll be more of the same. that plan of your only work if you destroy all of the mothercrystals in tandem thus maintaining the balance of power and political stability. when a regime collapse, even a corrupt bad one things usually get worse as local warlords and gangs move in. well actually dhalmek is a republic not a theocracy so at least there's that.

timeskip???

yup clive takes up cid's mantle

doing timeskips is fine but you have to make them count and so far im not convinced of either of the timeskips. it doesn't feel 13 years and it doesn't feel 5 years. i could have easily been 8 years and 2 years and would have been just as believable.

oh right sabreque took the crystal dominion. dhalmek's not going to be happy about that.

deus ex fortune 500 uncle. clive its rather rude to not visit your uncle for 18 years or at least let him know that you are alive and only show up when you need a favor. very rude.

mark of the guardians. sounds like a great way for the cops to identify you. wade is right though, old soldiers, its been 18 years. any of the original shields are at least in their 40s.

what annoys me is that even before the timeskip all the villagers were talking about how the imperials were coming after the bearers, all while hideout was talking about needing people. and well titan crushed the place but now its the exact same thing. there's a place for them to go so why doesn't clive talk with wade about getting these people out of rosaria.

CLIVE! YOU DIDN'T EVEN WRITE TO YOUR UNCLE.

hmm 20 years since rosaria fell. i stand by what i said earlier it doesn't feel that long. clive still feels more like 30 than 35

jill's killing the pope. hell yeah.

you'd think with the ifrit powers and the volcano aesthetic, clive would be resistant to heat and fire and lava

yeah its real fucking weird that jill didn't try and rescue these women she'd spent 13 years protecting. writer! why would you do this to her character. when introduced as shiva she reminded me of those bulls bounds in irons so strong that they no longer needed the physical ones. shiva could have killed the leadership at any time, she couldn't have killed all of them but she could have taken out a lot and she didn't because other's would have paid for her actions. that's her establishing character moment. but then the writers didn't do anything with that for 6 years.

what did joshua do? he raised his hand the lava went crazy and then a fire thing showed up to fight. wait no joshua took off the brown cloak, who was that.

oh he's still alive. go girl! go! kill him! kill him dead! woooooo!

mhmm the mothercrystals are definitely seals on ultima and for every one clive and jill break, a greater burden in placed on joshua who is using his body as a seal.

20 years and Anabella looks exactly the same. I'm surprised that son isn't older, like he looks 10. you're telling me Anabella didn't immediately jump the emperor but waited 9 years. I heard speculation at the beginning that Anabella isn't actually Clive's biological mother (well she's not an actual mother either) or that there's some sort of hereditary drama with the Rosfields given how much Clive doesn't look like Anabella and how much Joshua doesn't look like Elwin, and also how young Anabella looked when Clive was 15 but that could also just be the jrpg thing you can never tell. … did old man Elwin Rosfield have Clive out of wedlock? would help explain why Anabella hated him so much, why she says his bloodline in filthy, and why she said something along the lines of that he's the son of a whore.

oh right jill is from the north lands essentially taken as a political hostage so that her family and the other northerners don't attack rosaria. weird how this isn't addressed either. like you'd expect her to idk have opinions or something on the people that ripped her away from her family even if the archduke treated her well.

vivian where were at the beginning of the game

kupo? hugo! invasion of rosalith, is this the first time clive has been back to his hometown?

and of course jill has to play damsel. she coudl have fought harder than that. blow them up.

thats a point for the magic dog hypothesis

i might be slow on this but maybe clive can't summon ifrit because joshua sealed ultima and ifrit is tied to ultima. but clive also still has ifrit's combat abilities which is why i forgot he couldn't summon ifrit because he only couldn't use that power in cutscenes.

mythos. clive's head voice/ultima/hooded man also called him that. and i think that was the man from the opening round table. one of ... waloed's. a normal man would die of bloodloss from having his hands cut off but hugo is a dominant, but i dont think he's getting those back.

in and out eh i guess we wont be having any revolutionary or nationalist sentiments today.

[okaratauri]

ima post it anyway enjoy

“They’ll be here.” Willow cut the man off mid sentance. Although she had been steadfast in her belief that her family cared and would come to the rescue, her voice trembled with uncertainty. 

“My dear i understand the importance of that belief. But it’s almost been a week. It’s not like my lair isn’t hard to find. They know where it is and have attempted attacks before. You know this.” Deimos looked upon the girl. Not even an adult. She was manipulated, gaslit, and neglected by her entire family of Powered. All because she was born without any. 

“They have to come. Talk to them. Videocall whatever it is. Maybe they don’t believe you.” Hints of tears welled up in her eyes and her lip trembled, she was so young. 

A churning rage formed in his gut. Not at the poor girl, but at her parents. Deimos was a villain yes, but at least he had a sense of honor and a portion of morals he heeded. This was unacceptable. He had seen both parents risk their lives for complete strangers, and they couldn’t even be bothered to save their own child. 

“Very well. I do in fact have something to say to them.”

Willow wasn’t kept in a cell. Well, she was at first, but after two days when it became clear to Deimos the so called “heros” wouldn’t save their child, he allowed her to stay in his old apprentice’s room. Complete with snacks and soda, even a videogame console. She stared at him in disbelief. 

“You’ll really call them?”

“Of course. Come along.” Deimos gestured for her to follow him down the mansion’s endless mahogany hallways. Until they reached his monitoring room. He opened the call center and patched into the Hero’s network, pressed a little red icon, and called Willow’s parents.

“Deimos? What are you doing calling at this hour? You’ve got another blackmail?” Firefly spoke over the loud party music in the back. From what Deimos could tell it was a celebration of another villain locked behind bars by the pair. “You’d better not have taken my hamster. My husband will have your head for that.” 

“Hello, Lady Firefly, no I have not taken your hamster. And it seems to me like you care more about a hamster than your own child.”

“Which one? Icarus? I swear if you harm-“

“No you insolent moron. Your daughter, Willow.” Deimos placed a hand over his eyes in exasperation.

“Oh, okay.”

Deimos blinked, and glanced over at Willow to gauge her reaction. The girl bit her lip to stop the tears from falling, she bit down so hard it started to bleed.

“Oh don’t be such a wimp Willow. Suck it up and escape yourself if you’re so capable. Now stop bothering us, we’re trying to have a good time and don’t need your bratty little tears ruining our night.”

“My god. I’m a supervillain, one who has the blood of thousands of people on my hands, and yet I have never once harmed a child. And here you are, The beloved hero, belittling her own child for not being born with powers.” Willow looked up at him. Her green eyes reflected the pain of betrayal. Abandonment. Just as his did years ago. He pushed the little red icon at the bottom of the screen again and Willow saw his phone light up on the table. “It is a very good thing I’ve been recording this entire conversation.” He glanced nonchalantly at Firefly, who spat out her drink. 

“YOU WHAT?!” She screeched in outrage. Her hair melting into flames as her eyes began to glow. 

“It’s too bad I happen to know how much the internet would just love this information.” Deimos, the most dreaded and feared supervillain winked at Willow. 

“DONT YOU DARE.”

“Oh man…sorry my hand is pulling up my local news station all on its own…aw what a shame I just uploaded the recording, my hands have a mind of their own.”

Willow giggled shakily, I wiped the tears off her face with my gloved hands.

“I’M GOING TO RIP YOU TO SHREDS DEIMOS.” In the background, heads started to turn as Firefly’s emotions controlled her abilities. 

“That’s too bad, I’d hate to miss what happens to you after this!” Deimos smirked and ended the call. He turned to Willow and got down to her level.

“You’re under my protection now. They will never be able harm you or tell you your worth. Because in my eyes, you’re worth more than diamonds. And I suspect you could be greater than your parents ever will be.” Deimos patted her shoulder and the two of them began toppling one corrupt hero after the other, becoming legends even after death.

OC drop! Deimos

An unfinished doodle

Deimos is set in a world of superhero’s and villains. He was born with the ability to manipulate shadows, automatically casting him from the Hero’s warm welcome as it was considered an evil ability. The Hero’s of the world were beloved by all but were heartless and cruel. Deimos quickly grew to be the most powerful supervillain of his peers and became the arch enemy of the leaders of the Hero organization (Firefly and her husband)

Although he is considered a villain, he is significantly more ethical than the so called heros are, he and Firefly’s daughter (Willow, a girl born without powers and was kidnapped my Deimos as leverage, only to have Firefly spit out right that she didn’t care about Willow) go on to change the lines of what makes a hero and hero, and what makes a villain a villain.

all from a prompt that read: “you were the only child that didn't have powers in a family of metahumans. Today you got kidnapped by a supervillain... and none of your family came to the rescue.”

I wrote a whole thing so if yall would like to read it lmk and I’ll post it

[norangeyyy]

Late Night HCs

Bucci Gang Edition

TW: nothing too extreme, just a little bit of hurt/comfort stuff sprinkled right here and there.

Bruno Bucciarati

► Bucciarati typically doesn't stay up late at night, he has work and would squeeze all the amount of sleep he can get on his free time.

► Unless he has a lot of things in mind.

► It doesn't matter whether it's a work-related problem, his past, a random thought, or just generally his worries about his future. It will keep him up.

► He'll definitely need someone to be an outlet but if no one's available, he'll just stare at the night sky and distract himself with the moving clouds or finish some of his work until he's too tired to think of anything.

► If you happen to be in the same situation and same place that night though, then make sure that you take care of the trust he has for you when he was at most vulnerable and he will do same with you.

► I personally headcannon Bucciarati to be the type to like those kind of conversations since i highly doubt that he has been so vulnerable in front of anyone besides Abbachio ever since he joined the mafia.

► And even then, he's mostly the one who lifts the spirits up and not the other way around since he's the leader.

► So expect to hear things and words you wouldn't expect to come from the Bucciarati you see everyday come spilling out of his mouth, it'll be a lot.

► Pat his back or better yet, give him a hug and brush his hair while doing so. He needs it a lot since he hasn't really got one after his family fell apart.

► "I feel so much better now, thank you. I'll make sure not to forget about this night. "

Leone Abbachio

► The night owl of the gang.

► Staying up until 3AM is nothing new to this man, hell, he could even go on a whole day without sleep if he has a lot of things that's bothering him.

► He's the opposite of Bucciarati, he prefers to shoulder his intrusive thoughts alone. It'd take some great amount of effort and trust to make him talk and let it out.

► What he does during those times is either using his stand to replay certain memories that could either worsen his guilt or put him at ease, or just drink until he passes out but most of the time, he does both.

► He could also be listening to some music while he does so but if he's feeling guilty for making Bucciarati concerned about his frequent drinking, then he'll just listen to music and hope that he'll fall asleep and not just keep his eyes closed until the sun rises.

► It works, kind of, but even without alcohol driving him to sleep, he'll always be tired. His sleeping schedule is seriously messed up because he never really cared about it in the first place.

► Would sometimes go out for a walk. Leone is fond of the city's peacefulness when everyone is asleep, with the only thing keeping him accompany is the cold air and the dim light of the lampposts.

► Secretly still has his police uniform and would occasionally take it out just to stare at it or talk to it in a not-so-kind of way as he sees his younger self in it.

► Gets dragged in whatever shit Narancia and the others are up to if he gets spotted. Mostly it's just for a movie night behind Bucciarati's back but Abbachio knows better and expects the unexpected when it comes to the gang.

► Knows what everyone does in late night if they're still up and has seen a lot of ungodly sights.

► Whether it be seeing a sleepy Mista and the pistols chanting a weird prayer to a bowl of cereals or Fugo being dragged out of his room by Narancia, Leone knows it.

Pannacotta Fugo

► Just like Bucciarati, Fugo rarely stays up late at night and if he does, it's usually just because he's busy.

► Fugo has hobbies like painting and reading, everyone in the gang knows that. It's just that he gets carried way too far sometimes and loses track of time.

► Who could blame him though when the book he's reading is just too interesting or the painting he's currently working on is almost done, right?

► On extremely rare occasions where something unpleasant enough to keep Fugo up at night happens, he'll bundle himself in his fluffy blanket like a butterfly in its cocoon.

► He always does this back when he's still living with his parents, it makes him feel safe from anything that's haunting him.

► And if it's neither his hobbies or problems that's keeping him up, he'll just hear Narancia whispering outside his door or Mista throwing pebbles at his window.

► For the first few times the duo did this, Fugo was still able to resist until he just can't anymore knowing that they wouldn't leave him alone all night.

► "Well, this isn't so bad. "

► He says as he enthusiastically tosses a popcorn into his mouth with his eyes glued all over the lit screen of the TV.

► Movie nights, along with sneaking out to go the nearest convenience store, became a common thing between the Torture Dance Trio™ ever since then.

Narancia Ghirga

► The type to wake up in the middle of the night and think "Hmm... Everyone's asleep, let's commit robbery tonight!"

► Fugo's sleep paralysis demon.

► Would literally not hesitate to steal chocolate bars with Mista and probably does 3AM challenges with him too.

► Never runs out of ideas to keep himself up at night and is the one who comes up with everything but what he does still depends on his mood.

► If Narancia's feeling a little too lazy then he'll just sleep and most of the time, with music keeping him accompany. But unlike Abbachio, he purposely doesn't wear headphones just to annoy Fugo whose room is right next to his.

► If he's feeling like it, he'll straight up just invite the others to watch a movie or play videogames even though Bruno has already made it clear not to use the TV after 11PM.

► But just as he likes staying up at night doing crazy things with the boys, he also uses his energy left and free time to self-study, as surprising that may sound.

► He may hate reading but he takes advantage of the fact that his brain is much active at night and he doesn't want to depend on Fugo too much. After all, he dreams on going back to school and he's more than willing to be capable enough to do so alone and pass without the other teen's help.

► Will cuddle anything that's near him while he studies but if you give him a plushie, it'll be instantly his favorite and he would definitely use it as a study buddy.

Guido Mista

► Alright, let's be honest here, this dude wouldn't even stay up if it weren't for his bros.

► 5 seconds lying on the bed and he's already knocked out for a good 10 hours if there's no work he has to do for the day. Make it 8 at weekdays thanks to his mafia-related responsibilities.

► He sleeps like a log so only a combination of shaking him up awake with Fugo and Narancia can make him rise from what seems like a two year coma but is really just a normal tuesday night.

► Will pretty much join Narancia at anything he does but since his last three brain cells are obviously still as half asleep as him, he won't be able to remember that much the next day.

► And once he's out of the room and is already sitting on the couch with the guys, Mista's the type to fall asleep halfway through the movie.

► You can't blame him though, it's 12AM and it seems that Fugo got to choose what movie they'll watch since Narancia already got to choose the other night.

► Unless they're playing videogames or are going out then he won't be acting like a slow ass PVZ zombie with a fried brain. Actually, he'll be hella active if that's the case.

► Active at grabbing every snack each second, that is.

► Actually, it's the pistols who does that but oh well, it's not like Mista's innocent too.

► "I swear it's not me who ate all of our groceries for this month! Right, guys?! It's the pistols! "

► And that, everyone, is how Guido blew their little rendezvous without even trying.

Giorno Giovanna

► There's not much to be said about this boy since just like Mista, Giorno goes to bed early as he makes sure he still gets the proper amount of sleep.

► He already has a lot of things to deal with at day so of course, by the end of it, he'll be exhausted.

► Nights before exams are excluded because although he may seem like he skips class sometimes, Giorno still knows his priorities.

► Only when he became the head of the mafia did he really started to lose sleep as great power comes with great responsibilities.

► It took a LONG time for Giorno to adjust to a lot of things cause come on, he maybe resilient but he's still a 15 year old teen.

► Not only does he have towers after towers of work but i like to imagine that he still continued his education and used some of the things he learns in class in the mafia, specifically in classes like history or geography class since as a boss, he has to know every nook and cranny of Italy.

► Not to mention that emergencies happen and he always has to be ready to give out orders, even if it means being woken up at 1AM.

► God, help this child because all the things mentioned above are just an understatement of what happens on the first few months of being in charge of Passione.

► "So this is why Diavolo looks like he's about to explode whenever something goes wrong huh. "

[viaviv124]

My problems with DreamTale

First off, i don't care if all of @jokublog 's hardcore fans come and witchhunt me. This rant is my opinion (+ facts) and why would i care if a bunch of random people i dont know hate me? In fact, go on and hate me! Hate me all you like! Everytime you interact with my blog in any way thats free promo for me. Also i don't care if DreamTale is independant of Undertale nowdays or not because it started out as an Undertale AU and i will treat it as such.

Anyway lets get to it.

Let's start at the beginning with the childhood of Dream and Nightmare. After Nim merged with the tree she left them behind without a proper caretaker and she put the responsibility of taking care of the balance between positivity and negativity on their shoulders. May i remind you that they were basically children back then? And when the village came to be (or it already existed idk one of these) no one, absolutely no one, decided "hey there's these two kids that are basically homeless and live by a tree! Why don't i care for them?" even if they hated Nightmare, someone would've surely taken them in. To the homeless factor, sure they were fine when it was dry but what the hell did they do during rain, storms or snow? You can't tell me that it never rained or snowed in DreamTale. That is absolute bulshit. Also how did Dream and Nightmare provide for themselves? Did they work? As far as i remember the thing with giving apples to villagers was unpaid. Did they have a part time job? If yes, oh dear- If not, did they steal? Did the villagers just provide them with everything they needed to survive for free? I need answers.

Then lets move on to something i literally did math on. The apple incident. The story goes that Nightmare ate 999 black apples under peer pressure and Dream ate the last golden apple. First off, 1000 apples on a tree? Max an old and big Apple tree can carry is 800. Oh well it's magic, who cares. It's only 200 off. But can we talk about how incredibly nonsensical it is to have Nightmare eat 999 apples? He ate them, not ansorbed them. Well lets do the math then! The average time it takes to eat a whole apple would be around 11 minutes, lets round it to 10 for simplicity. 10 x 999 = 9990 minutes. 9990 minutes = roughly 7 days. These villagers pressured a kid with a panic attack for 7 days straight to eat apples, and thats not even counting possible breaks! Do these people not have anything better to do that insult and yell at a crying kid for 7 days straight to eat 999 apples? And the thing where Dream froze up or smth idk whatever reason he had to not stop Nightmare. 7 days. He had 7 days to do something and he didn't.

So, after 7 days of forcing a kid to eat a stupid amount of apples he corrupts. The story goes on as usual and we fast forward 500 years to when Dream and Nightmare fight. How does Dream even have a slight chance? If we go with videogame terms i assume the apples boost the stats of the one who ate them, otherwise they'd be pretty useless if they only increased positivity or negativity each. Nightmare had 999 black apples plus the corruption that altered his mind and body. The man's pretty much an elder god. Before we continue, how did he not manage to take over the multiverse or destroy or it whatever his plan is in the past 500 years when no one was actively opposing him? Was he waiting for Dream to break free? Did he simply not try? What DID Nightmare even do in the past 500 years? Whatever. So we have pretty much an elder god and then theres Dream. He has 1 apple. If the apples make you stronger how can one apple rival 999? Does the stat boost not stack? If yes, i remember there being a thing where Dream and Nightmare protected the tree from bad people who wanted the apples for themselves. If more apples don't increase your strength whats the point again? Or are golden apples simply so OP that 1GA = 999BA? If yes, why did they give out golden apples to others then? Or did Dream simply have way higher base stats than Nightmare? Then that's unfair as fuck and Nim is an even worse mother than she already is. The 1 = 999 ratio is bulshit and makes no sense.

Then let's go to the fun part! The personalities and they don't make sense! Look, i can forgive their personalities at the beginning of the story because they were pretty much children but holy shit are they awful later on-

Let's start with Joku's favorite, Dream. Dream is as bland as a brick, dense like one too. His entrie character is "perfect uwu boy" and Joku acts like he has no flaws and would never do anything bad. Thats not the case and that is not how you write a good character. Why do y'all think everyone hates on Mary Sue characters? Everything resolves around them and their only "flaws" the creators gave them are that they're "too good for this world". And thats the same case with Dream. He has no personality other than that he's perfect and a good guy. The only character depth is that his brother is evil. Thats it. And it's not good character design. Funnily enough in the original story Dream has a shit ton of flaws that Joku decides to ignore lmao

Let's get to Nightmare, a character who only exists to be hated by everyone and even his creator. His personality did a complete 180° after the corruption and i don't mind that. But the execution is dogshit. The original Nightmare (from now on referred to as Passive) apperantly died due to corruption. That makes no sense? What? If a plant is corrupted with a parasite it'll eventually die, sure, but then the parasite living on it will die too. Thats entire point. Passive wasn't corrupted by a virus or fungus or whatever but it's still the same concept. The parasite needs a host. If the host dies the parasite is screwed. If Passive is dead, so is the corruption. Because it needs the soul and if Passive is supposedly dead, so is the soul. So the "Passive is dead and there's only corruption" is bulshit. He's dead in spirit at least. Moving on, apperantly Nightmare became sexist after the corruption? What? From what i caught up he gained alot of traits simply to make him hateable and that is not how personalities work? If he wasn't sexist before why would he be sexist now? Did a woman wrong him in some way or why does he hate all women all of the sudden? Everything in a person's personality can be explained with psychology. Give me me the psychological answer to this, Joku. I get other shit in his personality because he's quite literally traumatized by a life of bullying and abuse but what the fuck are these new traits that make no sense? Also i remember reading somewhere that he can't feel positive feelings anymore. That is quite literally impossible because not all feelings can be categorized as positive and negative. Too much of positive shit can also quickly turn negative. What about neutral feelings? Please someone explain.

There's a good reason why everyone rewrites these two to fit their interpretation of them. They write them in a way that actually makes sense on levels other than surface level.

Conclusion: DreamTale has alot of plotholes and flaws, but nothing that can't be fixed over time. Characters and stories develop over time and the longer you use them the better they get. Unless you stubbornly believe your first draft is the perfect version and refuse to change anything despite some critism here and there. I'm not saying that i hate DreamTale, quite the opposite. I love the concept and what the fandom does with it. I just hate the original execution and the fact that Joku believes that it's perfect the way it is when it really isn't. Dear Joku, criticism isn't a bad thing and can cause alot of improvement because you hear the opinion from people with different points of views. But you'll reach nothing if you stay in your echo chamber where everyone looks up to you like you're a god and agrees with everything you say.

[creepypastalover97]

Ok, time for another creepypasta au headcannon

Today’s headcannon is going to be about Circe’s #1 BF

Will grossman

Just to clarify. I know in canon will has not killed a single person in his life. He just gets lucky, like all his kills are just freak accidents.

Now on with the headcannon .

. Will is a honest to god himbo. I’m not going to beat around the bush here: Will Grossman is a fucking idiot. He doesn’t have book or street smarts, He had to be told, at age 25 mind you, that Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny aren’t real. This is how bad it is:

“ guess who has was also born on December 25, like I was?!” -Circe

“ Jesus?” - will grossman

“ no you idiot, I’m talking about laughing jack”- Circe

“ LAUGHING JACK IS JESUS!!!!!!” - will grossman

. He does not understand sarcasm

. Cannot spell for shit and has the worst handwriting you’ve ever seen in your life

. Circe and Laughing Jack are literally Will’s only friends. Every single other resident of the Under Realm hates him. Nina the Killer gets more respect than him. The only time anyone besides LJ or Circe hangs out with him is if they want something from him or they want to screw with him.

. Will desperately wants people to like and respect him. He’s super lonely and desperate for the approval of others. He wants to be an infamous serial killer because he thinks people will finally give him respect.

. He has autism

. He likes to act like he’s a big shot and supper confident. But is actually HORRENDOUSLY insecure

(( especially around other big killers it makes him feel small and worthless))

. BIG HORROR MOVIE FAN! (( his favorite has to be “ House Of 1000 Corpses” and “ SAW “ )) he also likes videogames, watching/criticizing the serial killers from the documentaries he watches, plays with Chuper and hang out with his best friends LJ and Circe.

. He's expressive and easy to read, he does try to tone down his emotions when he gets sad or angry since getting overly emotional isn't good, but neither is bottling it all up.

. His mask isn’t the same one as Isaac’s, it’s just a replica. But Will wants everyone to believe it’s the same mask because “this creepy mask’s been in my family for generations” sounds cooler than “i paid someone 1500 $ to make a creepy mask for me”.

. He knows LJ came in a box, that he used to be colorful, that he was made for someone and that he's claustrophobic because he spent a long time trapped in his box, but he doesn't know all the details to know how far back LJ's connection to his family is.

. Will and LJ have been friends since Will arrived in the UnderRealm . LJ knew right away who Will's Grandpa was, and at first held a deep grudge. That was, until he realized how clueless Will actually was. LJ now protects Will with an iron grip. Which, props to LJ for becoming a mom, I guess. William however can barely survive on his own. It's a good thing Pasta's still need to eat or else William wouldn't even have a job.

. That's right, Will goes to The institution by day, and works KFC ( Kentucky fried children) at night. ^^ tired boi he is.

. Alchoholism runs in the family, he goes out drinking with LJ at times, but hasn't reached the point where he feels he needs to drink.

. He's a dog person, which is why he has Chuper. He's fully aware Chuper isn't a dog and just looks dog-like, will still baby him like any regular human would baby their dog.

. he has a folder filled to the brim with pictures of his favorite serial killers and their victims body’s.

. his favorite food consists of Fast food and junk food

. no way shape or form was Will ever abused, neglected, mistreated or bullied growing up! He lived an incredibly average life- his parents raised him in a middle class suburban neighborhood, they never argued or fought. ( Will and Circe actually bonded over the fact of their backgrounds were similar, well besides Circe always was a killer) Thus what he ended up doing in the future came to everyone as a complete shock and horror. Motives? He doesn’t have one- quite frankly he doesn’t believe in them- he just woke up one day and decided he wanted to be a serial killer.

. He listens to nothing but shitty nu-metal and pop punk songs from the 2000′s. Will unironically thinks “How Could This Happen To Me” by Simple Plan is one of the greatest songs in the entire history of music.

. To kill he prefers heavy blunt instruments, like sledgehammers or metal baseball bats, maybe even a cast iron frying pan in a pinch.

. He’s pretty messy about the killing honestly, so he always needs to add in time to clean and double check that he hasn’t lost any of his own blood. To make things easier he always wears a hairnet under his snapback.

. Absolutely BLASTS eastly 2000’s pop punk music through his headphones while disposing of the body and might even bust some moves.

. Enjoys gambling but has shit luck and no strategy for card games.

. Similar to this he is absolutely terrible with money, he always spends way too much and borrows other peoples money and then doesn’t return it.

. Basically lives off sports drinks, he likes light blue and red the best.

. He can’t keep a plant alive for longer than a few weeks, he always forgets to water them, and on the off chance he does remember he overwaters by a mile.

. Has a few scars on his hands from learning how to twirl a butterfly knife. He’s actually pretty good at it now though.

. His favourite colour is forest green. Closely followed by pastel pink. Definitely has both pink and traditional green camo pants.

. He drives really fast and changes lanes aggressively. He’s one of those people who laughs while passing a semi-truck WAY too close.

. Winks at people all the time, even like old men. It’s a little weird some times.

. Has both ears pierced once, one nipple, his tongue, and his frenum (dick) pierced.

. Will sometimes is just absolutely baby brained/lh, he will sometimes just wanna touch things he shouldn't

. is British and Celtic.( he was so stoked when he found out Circe was part British. He would have never guessed due to her looks and lack of a British accent.)

. He tries to impress his crushes by attempting skateboard tricks he can’t actually do. It has never worked for him, but he has absolutely not learned his lesson. And probably never will.

. Is a collage drop out. ( he felt normal school was never his thing. So he made a few pipe booms and set them off at his college campus, taking the life of 107 people.)

. Is the great, great grandson of the London ripper ( aka issac grossman) you bet he was over the moon when he found out his great great grandfather was a serial killer.

. Forgetful af. If he forgets something about you dont take it personally. Hes just a very forgetful person.

. He feels that Lj and Circe are the only ones he can trust.

. Actually does take showers.

. He wears eyeshadow and paints his nails

. A strawberry blonde with light blue eyes.

. Roommate with LJ, they're pretty much bros

. currently questioning his sexuality, he struggles with it a lot.

“so the man who tried to kill you! What did he look like?”- Laughing Jack

“He was so hot- it was crazy“ - will grossman

Frankie has tried to kill Will on several occasions

. Will is a massive fanboy of Jeff and begs him for an autograph every time he sees him.

. He doesn't exactly hate Frankie, but he's not too fond of him either, he's an asshole. He'd still help him out if the guy needed any help, he's not heartless (tbh, Frankie would do the same for Will n LJ but won't admit it shhhhh).

. hes insecure on how well he does co paired to others in the institution. Like he thinks hes not good enough to be there or something. ( good thing Circe there for him during school hours to cheer him up. Since they are also a student there)

. Pretty damn good at fighting. Despite being pretty thin and not particularly strong, he’s very fast and agile. However, if he gets too close to an opponent and they manage to overpower him then he is fucked.

. Kind of naïve to how the underrealm works (Jack’s fault, not his), and as a result can be overly optimistic. Less about the creatures there, more about the people.

. Reserved. He mainly keeps to himself and tries to keep his head down. Whilst he’s pretty naïve about the underrealm, he does know that being a human there is risky.

. Bit of a pushover, he’s not really a fan of starting fights, mainly because he can’t be arsed, so he just kind of puts up with people.

. Will and Circe actually connect very well, and are BF’s despite their age difference

Will Grossman: 25

Circe r. Ackerman: 16

. Circe considers Will as a friend. Both of them often feel like outcasts amongst the others and as a result they kinda understand each other. Circe studied psychology in high school so she has a more advanced understanding of autism, which Will has, than the average person and as a result she much more accepting and compassionate towards Will's hyperfixations, sensory issues, self-stimulatory behaviour, etc. Will on the other hand is a very patient person and doesn't judge Circe for being overly blood-thirsty and having severe mood swings, which a lot of the pastas are cautious of. They like to jam out to music from the 2000’s and get fast food together.

. He sometimes misses his old life, as boring as it was, he misses his parents too and it's still a somewhat sensitive topic for him since he didn't get to say goodbye to them.

Overall will grossman is no doubt a dork. But he’s lj’s and Circe’s dork. So he’s in good hands/claws

P.s none of this is canon. So don’t take seriously if you don’t want to. so don’t hate, if you do. Take it somewhere else. Thank you. Bye 👋🏻

P.s.s. Go check out Circe’s origin story on archive of our own. It’s called rabbits are not what they seem.

[fbfh]

I think you've horribly misread the situation [shitty roommate pt 2] - leo x reader

wc: 2.3k

genre: contemporary drama, you're definitly going to get second hand embarrassment, cozy fluff

pairing: leo x reader, attempted isabella x leo

reader: gender neutral, they/them

requested: hell yeah

warnings: mild swearing, roommate tries to steal your man once again, mentions of various mainstream vampire media (twilight, the vampire diaries etc.), brief mention of castlevania (even though i haven't seen it yet lol), breif mention of videogames and assassins creed, very mild delusion (roommate is secretly convinced leo is a vampire that's in love with her), attempted age gap relationship (she's 17 and leo's 19, he shuts that down real fast), very bad poetry

summary: You and Leo are both looking foward to spending a long weekend together, and Leo is determined not to let anything interrupt it, even if it means turning down your roommate's attempts to seduce him in the kitchen.

a/n: absolutley no hate or shade or judgement to anyone who has the same or similar traits as isabella!!!!!! at her core she's annoying because she's the antagonist, not bc of any isolated trait or traits

also she's shitty cause she keeps trying to steal your boyfriend?????

Edit: I forgot to mention before, but this is a college au where you're both still demigods, so you went to camp and on quests and stuff together

This weekend is going to be all about recharging. Recharging from the ridiculous back to back closing and opening shifts at work, recharging from having to redo that stupid project twice because your professor couldn’t decide on a clear way to define the criteria, and recharging from Isabella having her townie friend Regan over almost non stop to “completely shake up her look” as she put it.

Between the constant presence of someone you’d barely consider an acquaintance and Big Time Rush’s self titled album blasting on repeat out of her giant airpod shaped speaker, it’s been harder than usual to get in some effective self care. You have no idea how many more times you can hear the phrase “I’m going for Jade West meets Elena Gilbert, with just a little Buffy Summers” before you lose your fucking mind.

Thankfully, the hard part is almost over. There’s some minor holiday tomorrow on friday, so you and Leo both have a three day weekend ahead of you, which you intend to spend entirely together. You planned ahead, frontloading homework, chores, errands, and everything you could think of to remove anything that isn’t cuddling or playing video games and watching netflix together from your horizon.

This includes going straight from work to the grocery store to stock the fridge and get any snacks you and Leo want. You had texted him a while ago asking for anything he was craving, and head into the store with a concrete list. After a while, you circle around some aisles, avoiding the check out.

“I feel like I’m forgetting something,” you muse, knowing it’s untrue, but hoping to trigger a memory anyway. You can’t put it off any longer, finally checking out and heading back to your apartment. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t avoiding Isabella just a little.

You know bringing in all these groceries would be way easier with Isabella and possibly Regan’s help, but you just don’t have the social energy to talk to anyone, much less her, right now. By some miracle, you bring everything in yourself, and hope to get it put away before you see Isabella.

You turn to the freezer, putting away the ice cream. When you turn back around, you’re suddenly met face to face with Isabella, who has opened one of the boxes and is picking at a pastry.

“Hey girlie,” she says, elongating the hey.

“Hey,” you reply lethargically, putting the last of the groceries away. She looks at the pastry in her hand like she’s just noticing it.

“Sorry, I can’t help it, I’m italian.” She smiles, endeared by her own behavior. You have no idea what being italian has to do with asking before you open a box of your roommate’s food, but this really isn’t out of character for her. She brings up the fact that she’s half italian more than Lele Pons blames her behavior on being latina.

She’s wearing sweatpants that say chaser on the leg in red and gold varsity font, and a tight tee shirt that says “it’s okay to love them both” with silhouettes of the male love interests from one of the vampire shows she always watches. You collect the plastic bags to put in recycling, and see a piece of paper on the counter.

It reads as follows:

Drowning in my mind

No one hears me cry

Who was I before society

Before society put me in a pink dress

And handed me blonde hair dye

And told me to lose ten pounds or be labeled a freak?

The happiest people cry the most

Let the lyrics be your story

But I’m not like the other skinny blonde pretty girls

I’m

Different

-b.g. xox

You hold back a sigh.

“I think this is yours.” you say, handing it to her.

“Oh, it’s just some of my poetry I left lying around, that’s so embarrassing.”

I know, you think, you do that all the time.

“Did you read it?” She asks, hopefully.

“Nope.”

“Thank god, that would have been so embarrassing. My poetry is something really… deep, and personal to me.”

“Uh huh. Hey, I’m going to be doing a lot of self care this weekend, so-”

“Oh!” she interjects, eerily similar to Phoebe Buffay - you guess she’s been watching friends again - “I wanted to ask… is Leo coming over later?” Her voice is riddled with subtext, the expression on her face a little too invested in your answer.

“Uh, yeah. I told you the other day we’re spending the weekend together…”

She cuts you off again, a sudden, intense look on her face.

“When will he be here?”

You check your phone, scrolling through your recent texts.

“By 7 at the latest.” It’s around 6:40 now.

“Oh my god, I have to change,” she rushes back to her room, presumably digging through her recent additions to her closet.

You’re frozen for a minute after the interaction, left with a furrowed brow and the beginnings of a headache. You blink, then choose to reschedule processing why she feels the need to change for your boyfriend to a more convenient time. That’s enough of that for today. You don’t care what else happens, you’re not talking to anyone besides Leo for at least the rest of the day. You retreat to your room to finally shower and change into something comfy. As you pass by Isabella’s room, you hear her talking to Regan.

“...There’s something almost… supernatural about him.”

You bite back a laugh.

“Do you think he’s a…” Regan begins, ending the sentence with something too quiet to hear, but you’d bet almost any organ she said vampire.

So close. So, so close, and yet… here you are.

Not much later, Leo texts you to let you know he’s here. You read his text, and run out to hug him in the living room before even typing a reply. He picks you up, and spins you around. The embrace is warm and fulfilling and familiar, and you wish it would last forever.

“Hi, Sparky.” you murmur into his neck.

“Estrella…” he says, rocking you back and forth gently and pressing a kiss into your jawline, “I missed you so much.” He punctuates the sentence with another kiss, this one to your lips, and you smile more genuinely than you have all day. You’re about to agree when you remember the good news you’ve been saving to tell him in person.

“Guess what I got on sale for like, half off,” you start, excitedly, continuing at his invested expression, “the Assassin’s Creed bundle I showed you!”

“No way,” he starts, and you nod.

“I’ll go get everything set up, drinks are in the kitchen!” He watches you retreat into your room, disbelieving how he could possibly get someone as perfect as you to fall for him. He’s not going to question his luck. He grabs a couple caffeinated sparkling ices, and meets you in your room, setting down his bag and grabbing some comfy clothes to change into.

As you both get settled in, you fill each other in on all the ridiculous shit you’ve been through this week. You finally conclude the bizarre - yet somehow standard - Isabella escapades.

“So I will be avoiding all contact as much as possible,” you laugh.

“Yeah, no shit,” he agrees, “Consider me your human buffer.” You thank him, hugging him again and pressing a kiss to his lips.

The next couple hours are spent cuddling and finishing season 4 of Castlevania. Both reeling from the season finale, you agree this is a good place to take a break, get some food, and decide what game you should start with. It’s already 10pm, which most people would consider too late for dinner, but you have all weekend to fuck up your sleep schedules.

“Let’s review,” Isabella says, holding up two red lipsticks. She turns to Regan. “Which one?”

“That one,” Regan says, pointing to the one on the left, then turns to her list, and continues. “Here’s what we know; we’ve never seen him eat, and he never seems tired. He’s really smart-”

“Almost too smart,” Isabella adds, selecting black rose dangle earrings from her jewelry. Regan agrees, and continues.

“He’s almost hypnotically attractive, and his smile is a little too dazzling.”

“There’s something… supernatural about him. Like he’s not… all human.”

Regan writes this down.

“Plus he’s always wearing black and red, and those flowy button up shirts? It’s all adding up, Ree. That dream that someone was outside my window, the ring, everything…” She says, referencing the black and red cocktail ring she’d found with her stuff when she’d first moved, “I’m not saying it’s definite, just that… there’s a chance.”

“What about…” Regan says hesitantly, nodding toward your room.

“Please,” she scoffs, “he’s only with them to get close to me, like Damon and Caroline. Edward couldn’t have just approached Bella out of the blue, he had to infiltrate her friend group first, to seem less suspicious. Not to sound mean or anything, but they really don’t seem like the type someone… like him… would choose.” her voice gets dreamy when she mentions him.

In spite of having seen most mainstream vampire media almost as many times as Isabella, Regan still considers her the expert on these things, and decides not to point out that Edward didn’t infiltrate Bella’s friend group. Maybe it comes up in one of the retellings she hasn’t read yet.

“So, what now?”

Isabella sets down her lipstick, and turns to her friend.

“I tell him.”

Regan’s eyes widen.

“You’re going to tell him you know?”

“No… not yet. It’s too soon, we don’t have enough evidence. I’m going to tell him I know he’s in love with me, then once he’s secure in our relationship... we’ll see where it goes.”

She stands up, assessing herself in the mirror. She chose her outfit carefully; short red dress with black roses and black mesh collar, black rose bracelet to match her earrings, snug faux leather jacket, and black stiletto ankle booties with a very skinny heel, the zipper on the outside gold, not silver. She fluffs her wavy hair and turns towards the door. She looks back one more time, holding onto the doorway.

“Wish me luck.”

Leo enters the kitchen, seeing Isabella already there, leaning against the counter seductively. She’s wearing an outfit and jewelry this late at night that makes Leo wonder if she’s going to an emo tea party. He puts the takeout in the microwave. She’s still staring at him.

“Uh… hey.”

She lets out a dainty giggle, looking him up and down.

“... Hi.”

At a loss for words, and really wanting the awkward silence to be over, he continues, “Did you need something?”

“What I need,” she walks closer to him, tracing her finger over his collar, “is you.”

What the fuck?

His brain seems to stall for a moment, and she uses this opportunity to continue.

“I know why you’re here. I know that you’re only using them to get closer to me. I know-”

“Woah-”

“That you’re in love with me.”

Okay, double what the fuck.

She takes his stunned silence as shyness, and steps closer, putting her arms around his shoulders.

“You don’t need to play so coy, I-”

This time she’s the one that gets cut off. He grabs her arms and gently steps away, trying to make it abundantly clear that he’s not into this.

“Woah, okay, slow down. First of all, you’re 17 and I’m turning 20 in a couple months, so that’s a hard no. Second, I don’t know where you got this idea, but I am not dating them to get closer to you. We’ve known each other since we were like, 15, and have been through everything together. I’ve only known you for a couple months. I love them. Probably more than I’ve loved anything ever. I thought that was pretty obvious.”

He doesn’t want to be mean, he really doesn’t, but he can tell from the look on her face that she still thinks this is all part of some game.

“So why don’t I ever see you eat? Why are you so smart, and always up at night? I know what you are.”

He has to physically hold back a laugh. He takes a step back, and places his hands on the counter.

“Isabella, I have adhd. And I’m literally an engineering student. Why wouldn’t I be smart and have a shitty sleep schedule?”

She starts to protest, and he pulls out the reheated take out from the microwave.

“And for the record, I do eat.”

Exiting the kitchen quickly and retreating back to your room, he hands you your food.

“I got the game set up!” you say excitedly.

“Nice!”

You take one look at his face and can tell something happened. He sees this, and continues.

“I just had a very… interesting interaction with Isabella,” before he finishes the sentence, your head is already in your hands. You let out a groan.

“What did she do?” you mutter from behind your hands.

He pulls you into his lap, rubbing your back.

“I’m not totally sure,” you laugh, “but I think she thinks I’m secretly in love with her…” you’re both laughing before he can even finish the sentence.

“No…” you laugh, “no fucking way…”

“Believe me, I put an end to that as soon as it started.”

“Oh, I do.”

He runs his hand over your back, and you’re quiet for a moment.

“You know,” he continues, “I think getting our own place has definitely moved up the priority list.”

You couldn’t agree more.

[myfavoritelatte]

Andor Liveblogging!!!

Ep1

-the theme already makes me kinda terrified for him

-it already looks SO different from the opening scene WHAT

-big blade runner vibes

I can’t SEE I had to turn the lights off

10 minutes in and already 2 kills? Damn also the close-up shot of Cassian was amazing

Wait so is there a cast for Cassian’s sister?

Did not expect that droid voice wtf it sounds like a white man in his 3-40s

SO many good character designs in the background YES and the set is REAL thank god

Also I wonder why Cassian becomes the “threat to the Empire” that he eventually becomes in this season cuz he’s literally just a street scumbag who accidentally killed 2 low level Empire personnel

And obvs he is a skilled liar that probably helped him later in his life

this Empire guy is just too invested in his job GET A LIFE

Why does the show’s cinematography feel so different compared to other shows??? I have no idea but I love it tho it really doesn’t feel like Star Wars

Lol Cassian in Ep1 just poking around in people’s lives

Cassian man you obviously have a type I can see it

Do I not know enough Star Wars lore or are these name drops irrelevant?

Why do I feel like Kassa’s sister is probably alive but she somehow works for the Empire (whether she wants to or not) and thus will devastate Cassian at a important point of the show?

Cassian…is a very problematic human being lol

Yup Bix’s boyfriend is really gonna get himself killed huh

I’m guessing “the man” is Stellan?

Lol I feel bad for this Imperial guy this guy is way too loyal and passionate for his position

Diego Luna(who’s in his 40s I think) can pull off a young light-minded problematic character really well even with the mustache like HOW

And like I said Cassian is VERY problematic

Also why are KIDS going off on a hunt or salvage or whatever they’re trying to do

Oh wait THIS is the main Andor theme????? Not what I expected AT ALL

Episode 2

I mean I do like the fact Cassian is problematic tbh

Why does this tribe NOT have adults?

Cinematography is crazy

Oh wait I saw this scene like 10x times!! (It was in the teaser trailer)

Also the bell… eerie as f

DO NOT TRUST HIM GIRL

this series kinda feels like a big videogame but that’s fine with me idk

Wait how does Bix know Kenari?

Bix girl…

Cassian in two eps: kills two men, gets betrayed by ex’s current partner the DRAMA

Is he gay?

GIRL HE IS A BETRAYER!!!! RUN AWAY!!!

He killed two low level men who were being a dxxk and now you’re saying he’s a serious threat? What is this?

Imperial personnel are either ixcels or lazy ppl you meet in the public sector great

I…have no idea what that is but I guess it is important

Why are these teenagers fighting? Are they here for scraps?

Oh heyyyyy Stellan Skarsgård

More bell ringing

BIX PLEASE

This droid is so adorable

No but the lack of adult supervision for this group is disturbing…and yes I knew she was going to die

So at a young age Cassian saw the leader of his group get killed by an imperial soldier and started to resent them kinda weak but okay…but I guess they probably wiped out the planet so

I cannot believe…they bringing a whole team to kill him the DRAMA

I feel like he’ll either defect or die???? Anyway ooc but he kinda looks like somebody I know and he is a nice person so I’m betting on him defecting even though he’s an ixcel at the moment

But if Stellan just arrived here & Cassian’s trying to leave…can they meet?

Wow Ferrix has an airport shuttle

The absurd entrance of drums are sending me OFF

Episode 3

Oh everyone died at Kenari I’m sorry I didn’t catch that information

Kassa was skilled at infiltrating at a VERY young age

Why is everyone’s skin…like that does the planet have a weird atmosphere?

Also this series has the best CG out of all live action SW shows

He literally just came to say goodbye?

Is Bix already a rebel? Girl you definitely have to break up now

Kassa is adorable🥺

Oh this is THAT scene

Maarva🥺

NO

Well…bad news Cassian

done THIS TIME????

I love how people hate Cassian but they hate the Empire more

THE ACTING!!!!! i already saw this scene but with context the acting is just……🫶🏼

Lol the whole planet hating the Empire

So Luthen is Cassian’s mentor figure?

HOLY SHIT THAT SEQUENCE

The war is so fucking real in this show

Also yes I can see now he will hate Cassian throughout the whole show

I HATE STAR WARS ( I LOVE THIS SHOW PLEASE CONTINUE)

The reckoning is so real the hatred for the empire…the terror it’s causing and I love it

Also the set up for the villain…he’s traumatized

Kassa and Cassian both leaving their homes and finding a new identity…so real of the show

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

heya, I would really like a match up if it's not a bother! :3

I'm a trans masc polyromantic asexual who uses he/him pronouns and is questioning his romantic orientation. The only thing I know about it for sure is that I'm demiromantic.

Anyway, I'm a pretty open, creative person or try to be, even though it's pretty hard with my social anxiety. When I overcome my fears and feel comfortable with friends, I'm very energetic and loud with a very stupid humour XD I also play an instrument (the flute lol), like to practice art, read and write things like storys or poems and play videogames! The most current video games that I play are stuff like Stardew Valley, Minecraft, Animal crossing and Sims 4, but if I would have the money I would definitely also play doom or similar. Flaws of mine are my huge insecurities and me being a people pleaser who always puts others needs over his. I also have the bad habit of bottling up my emotions due to past trauma and mental illness, what lead to me being so distanced of emotions that I feel uncomfortable near highly emotional people.

I would like an significant other to be at least somewhat understanding and being able to deal with my abandonment anxiety and constant need for reassurance, they also should be able to laugh with me over the stupidest shit and open to just enjoying the presence of each other while both do their own thing, especially when my social battery runs out. Things I hate in people are arrogance, ignorance and not willing to communicate properly because I think communication is the most important thing!

Okay, I'm sorry it got so long, I'm almost done I promise ;-;

Deal-breakers would be not being able to communicate, overstepping boundaries and purposefull triggering, anything else doesn't come to mind :)

Since I don't know what pet peeve means because I'm not a native English speaker, I'll just skip that question lol

I also never thought about my future, since mental health is kinda bad right now, so, uh, I guess alive and somewhat successful? xD

I. LOVE. BIRDS. I swear to god even as a child I obsessed over them and I love every single one of them. On a close second place are rats, I have two that are named Frisk and Chara (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧

My favourite food is ramen, especially if it's spicy! I live for spicy food and can barely enjoy a meal without it at least burning my tounge XD

I hope you can get somewhere with this vague description and I hope my English wasn't to bad, have a great evening/day :D

An akward german

Heya !

The choice was quite complicated! There's a lot of people you could have had : UT Sans, UT Papyrus, OT Sans or even Ink. But one got a better score with two more points and it's....

DISBELIEF PAPYRUS (Delta) !

He's also very creative, energetic and loud, despite being a little shy at first. He has bad social anxiety too due to past traumas and his entire relationship is based on communication. After what he lived with Sans, he has a need to know when something is wrong. Delta is a good listener too and his advices are usually very pertinent. He is highly empathic, sometimes emotional. He is kind, gentle, patient, and knows when he needs to shut up or give space to someone.

He's a very supportive boyfriend and loves culture. He doesn't like reading very much, but music is more his thing. He likes to give motivationnal tips to help you getting inspired, even if he can be a little playful if you're ignoring him for too long. He's a casual video games player, and matches your interests since he likes peaceful games where you can build things.

He always find the good words when you need reassurance or when you have insecurities. He tries his best to be here for you and he is happy when you're happy. He doesn't even ask anything in return, he thinks it's just a normal thing to do and he doesn't want to be a bother with his story.

He's not good with arrogant people either, so it's fine on this point. He can sometimes be ignorant, but he loves to learn new things and can get funnily really exciting about details. He's less close minded that the classic version on humor, and if you're really pushing him, he can let go really good puns too. He likes birds and spicy food, even if they are not his favorite, and he has things to make you discover too. However, he's really observant, and if you're really passionate about birds, he might surprise you with safaris and nice spots when you can watch them.

He's a nice peaceful guy and he will be happy to share some time with you!

[vivithefolle]

What are your favourite fanfic tropes/aus for romione?

(I’m gonna try to make my way through old asks I received AGES ago and never answered because I’m a procrastinating lump. Here’s betting I’m going to give up and play videogames all day instead.)

Oh my god, so many.

Okay so as a rule of thumb as long as it’s nice to Ron I’ll read it. I’ll read anything. I have been known to read Ron/Draco and even sacrificed my dignity and everything I stand for as a human being by reading some Ron/Snape stuff. Yes. I was THAT desperate. This is how low I’m willing to go because of sheer love for Ron.

Which means that when a fic will go “oh poor Hermione, poor Hermione who is waiting for Ron to grow up because She can see one day he could be worth it but for now he’s all dumb-dumb and inferior and doesn’t deserve Her perfection :(”, I will be judging. Judging very hard. I may not leave a comment but rest assured, my thoughts are loud enough for me. This is 2010s mentality. This is “haha I’m so like Hermione, not like other girls who throw themselves at boys, I’m so special and girl powery :)” Horribly Bad Feminism. Fuck that. We’re doing better now.

Speaking of doing better. Recently I read something about how Ron is, paraphrased, “the brute of the Trio”, spun in a positive way since he uses his strength to protect them but, but, still... please no? Just no! Just eff no with these takes about how Ron is a hypermasculine dudebro M For Manly™! No, no, fucking no! Just because he’s the Sulfur to Hermione’s Mercury and Sulfur represents the masculine component to Mercury’s feminine one, DOESN’T MEAN Ron is “the brute”! (”the” brute... seriously... who’s the more brutish one, the one who punches a racist in the face or the one who uses a torture curse as retribution for spitting on his fave teacher?)

The way I see him, Ron is a balance, a blend of feminine and masculine qualities intertwined close together. I LOVE that he can swear like a sailor but can only say “scarlet woman” or “cow” when it comes to insulting a woman. Some will probably see it as “hurr durr he sexist he doesnt think women can take it!!!!!!! >8C” but given that those are probably also the peeps who say “HE CALLE D HERMOANI A NIGHTMURRR!!!!!!! DDDDD8″ I’m gonna venture the idea that we don’t care about those folks’ biased, sexist opinions.

Where was I going with this... oh yes! Ok, so Ron can swear like a sailor yet couldn’t insult a girl to save his life. He’s strong physically but most of all he’s strong mentally (to put up with the way his friends treat him for years speaks a lot of his mental fortitude... and to top it off he comes back for more to boot! I’m not sure if that’s more mental fortitude or straight-up masochism though.) When he succeeds at things he gets a bit attention-whoreish but at the same time, you can see that when he’s being complimented he’s all unsure of himself and blushy and shy and you just, dude you can’t handle positive attention because you don’t know how to react to it I don’t know whether that’s adorable or the saddest thing I’ve seen in my life? He’s insecure but he’s always the first to cheer on Harry and Hermione when they’re doing something great, which speaks VOLUMES of Ron’s selflessness and of his actual character: to quote @peetamaellark​, Ron doesn’t think “Harry is great, therefore he sucks and I hate him”, he thinks “Harry is great, therefore I suck and I hate me”. THIS is Ron. THIS is why Ron will lash out, not because he hates Harry, but because internally he hates himself and you can’t keep that sort of feeling bottled up for too long before... you got it, you explode.

I. Want. More. Fics where Hermione isn’t this ~oh dear~ Victorian damsel in distress who cries and Ron is the Big Strong Man who holds her with one arm and is stony-faced and goes “I’ll protect you”, please no that was old before it existed, let us have nice, realistic depictions of Ron and Hermione please.

Like, Hermione is more than capable of kicking butt herself. She IS absolutely nervous and scared and cries easily and that’s a vulnerability we NEED, but the fact that she can be super scared and crying but still hex her opponent into oblivion? THAT’s good, THAT’s excellent. It’s a very important message for girls, I think. “You can cry, you can be sensitive, you can be emotional, AND you can still kick butt”. And as important as that message is for girls, it’s also a very important message to give boys, because boys are socialized to “never cry” and that’s super unhealthy. I love Ron’s admiration of Hermione. I love the way Ron hesitates, the way he can be cautious when he needs to as much as he can be reckless and impulsive. I love how he shows himself to be a big softie and a sweet soul. I don’t think that makes him an “emasculated doormat” (to quote a guest I once saw on FFN), on the contrary it makes him an even better man in my eyes. You know why I love the locket scene so much? Because Ron’s tears aren’t ridiculed. Ron gets to cry about the terrible ordeal he’s been put through, and while Harry “pretends he can’t see Ron cry” because it’s more comfortable for him personally, he doesn’t try to tell Ron to “man up” or anything. His reassurance is pretty lousy but he lets Ron cry, he lets his friend be upset, and he doesn’t try to invalidate Ron’s pain. (ok, the “I thought you knew” is kiiiiinda on the way there, but it stops at that and I’m grateful for it).

I like. Seeing Ron distressed. I like seeing Ron upset and be allowed to be upset. I like to see Ron’s pain treated with respect. So when Ron is having a shit day I like to see him get a cuddle. I like seeing Ron go through horrible ordeals and break down and for his breakdown to be properly acknowledged and not turned into insensitive comic relief (ISN’T THAT RIGHT, LATTER HALF OF THE SILVER DOE????). I mean seriously, just imagine GOF, Harry sitting in the hospital wing after Cedric’s death, Molly Weasley gives him a hug and it’s all very sad and angsty. And now picture Ginny running into the room screaming “HARRY JAMES POTTER” and punching him over and over and saying “PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER MAN, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER” then after two pages of Harry “explaining” himself to Ginny she goes away saying “aight but if you do that shit again you’ll have to answer to me” then Harry’s friends are like “damn she’s spunky huh?” and Harry laughs and everyone laughs and this is how the book ends? How would it be funny? How would it be appropriate? How would it feel like “romance”? When Ron returns in The Silver Doe, he’s been psychologically tortured (”tortured” is the actual word JKR uses, please), we don’t need him to be hurting outside as well.

I want more accountability for Hermione. More “uh hey Hermione maybe don’t do that”. More “hey Hermione you know you think of yourself as a good person buuuut yeah actually if all good persons were like you I’d be very afraid”. More “Hermione please for the love of God educate yourself”. More “Hermione sweetie I love you, but you can’t actually learn everything from books”. CHARACTER. DEVELOPMENT. PLEASE. Don’t be afraid to punch Hermione down and tear her apart the way the best Ron fics maim and torture our poor boy. Just because Rowling treated Hermione with kiddy princess gloves doesn’t mean you have to mimic her.

So when Hermione does a genuinely shitty thing let her own up to it. When Ron is a victim let him be upset and angry, even if Hermione is the one treating him badly. Just because he loves her doesn’t mean he’s not allowed to be disappointed in her or that she’s entitled to his immediate forgiveness. Give Ron and Hermione equal consideration. If you’re brushing off Hermione’s actions but condemning Ron for the slightest mistake, I am sure to hate it.

Okay, uh, so, those aren’t really tropes. Those are more just, guidelines I presume.

Oh, yeah, a trope that annoys me! Ron saying “you’re mine”, “my Hermione” and stuff, and Hermione just swoons and says “yours” and shiz. Ok, once in a while, why not. Once in a while. BUTT. I WANT HERMIONE TO SAY IT TOO. “Mine”, “my Ron!” and Ron swoons and says “yours, absolutely yours”. DO IT YOU COWARDS. FUCKING TAKE THOSE GENDER ROLES AND PUNCH’EM IN THE FACE.

Oh, right, while we’re on the subject of gender roles! Dad!Ron is everything. SingleParent!Ron is mwaaah. Stay-at-home-Dad!Ron is ALKZLDSJDLQSKLFJ <3. AnimalLover!Ron is HHHHNNNGG. Remember, the small gestures, the tiniest, softest acts Ron does (helping Harry get dressed when his arm is deboned, giving Dobby his brand-new sweater, praising Ginny, Luna and Neville when they escaped Umbridge), those are often those unremarkable, unmistakeably kind and sweet actions that tell us who Ron really is at his core: not a guy who’d want power at all costs, not a guy who’d give it all for ambition, not a guy who sees people as possessions, but someone kind who wants to make others happy.

Ok, I was also asked for AUs, so, uh, pretty much every AU is game as long as Ron gets treated with respect? I mean I don’t really care for Mafia!AUs or such but if you can find a way to fit good Romione then go for it I guess. Royalty AU, yeah why not but I often see Ron being made a prince while Hermione is a poor wee servant girl and like. Uuum, we’re talking about the same characters here? Hermione the highly educated girl who keeps on walking over everyone’s toes and loudly talking about how things should be done and is definitely Nouveau Riche, Ron who is a country boy who lives on a farm and is lost in the constant shuffle of his brothers, you think she should be the peasant and he should be the royal? Whaddafack? Oh, and all the “Hermione is a Muggle, Ron is a wizard” AUs that start this way BUTT! Suddenly... Hermione... turns out... to be (wait for it!)... A WITCH! And a super powerful super talented very good one too!!!... yeah ok, yawn. It’s quite scary, actually, how often I’ve seen that plotline, but in the rare cases when it’s Muggle!Ron and Witch!Hermione, Ron never ever EVER (I mean, seriously, NEVER EVER) turns out to have been a wizard, not even a mediocre one, all along. No, when Ron is made a Muggle for the sake of AU he stays a Muggle. But when Hermione is made a Muggle she has to turn out TO HAVE BEEN A WITCH ALL ALONG OMYGAH. I can count on one hand the number of Mugglemione/Wizardron fics that actually stick to their Mugglemione premise till the end - and usually they’re one-shots. (Also I don’t mean “Ron mistakes Hermione for a Muggle because he meets her in the Muggle world and assumes he must hide his magic from her, oh wait she was actually a witch!” fics, I mean genuinely “Hermione has been raised a Muggle her whole life, never had weird things happen to her her whole life ever, then Ron comes in and is a wizard and he does magic and Hermione wonders what it’d be like to be a witch and oh surprise! Don’t worry Hermione, you won’t have to feel not-special or mundane for long, here comes the plot contrivance to tell you you really were in fact the specialest of them all!!” fics.) Fairytale!AU is cool. Very good. But honestly I like to see them swapped around. Ron cursed by a nasty fae to be a Beast and Hermione stumbling upon him? Neat, especially if you don’t go the boring route of “oh let’s just rehash the Disney/the original book with different names and call it a day”. But Hermione cursed by an asshole fae for, let’s say, not sharing books, turning into a Beast, and Ron stumbling upon her as she’s trying to survive in the woods (and not doing a very good job of it)? Yes, brava, chief’s kiss. Rapunzel AU where Hermione’s bushy hair turns into the most impractical, most suffocating improvised ladder ever for Ron? Hilarious. Rapunzel AU where Ron has A GIANT EFFING PONYTAIL OF THE GODS and is screaming “ow ow ow” as Hermione makes her way up to his window cringing and saying “sorry! sorry! sorry! (damn his hair smells good)” on every step? Equally hilarious. Go! Be creative! Please I beg of you

Creature!fics! Oh my god there’s not enough of those, at least that aren’t focused on a bullshit pairing! Soulmate AUs! Give me everything! I’ll even take A/B/O if you insist on making it Romione! That’s how far I’ve fallen from human decency I’ll take anything just give me some good Ron content please I beg of you (Ah and to those that are going to say “Alpha Ron Omega Hermione :)))” well yes, but actually no. “Beta Ron Beta Hermione”? “Beta Ron Alpha Hermione”? “Omega Ron Alpha Hermione”??? HELL YEAH NOW WE’RE TALKIN)

Oh dear god I’m still not finished and I haven’t gone through everything someone stop me.

AND NOW BE CAREFUL CHILDREN, BELOW WILL BE SMUT.

Okay I don’t know if it qualifies as a trope, but. But. A more realistic depiction of Ron is usually what I’m after. All those fanfics that have Ron be “the sexy experienced one ;)))” ravishing “naive virginal Hermione ;))” is just UGH. We spent all the 2000-2010 period having fics like this, mind adding a bit of EQUALITY to the mix???

It’s just... I hate it okay? So many fics read like they’re just projection, writers who are essentially making Ron their big strong sex toy stud who's so attentive and sweet and cherishing, and so it does indirectly ends up as "servant Ron is so devoted to his goddess Hermione, providing pleasure to her while she doesn’t have to lift a finger”. The Dom!SexGod!Ron thing honestly depresses me... Since it's Ron taking care of Hermione, AGAIN. Like, he spends his WHOLE LIFE doing that already. Can we give him a break for once?

In the endI feel that it's less "Romione smut" and more "self-inserting into Hermione smut". In "real" Romione smut I think Ron and Hermione would switch roles according to what they feel like. And honestly I ALWAYS picture Ron being super nervous during Dom stuff, like he spanks her once then immediately he goes "oh my god are you okay?? did that hurt, do you want to stop?", things like that. I cannot imagine it happening any other way. XD Ron is just... too caring, too sensitive to do stuff like hard BDSM and that kind of thing in my opinion. He’s too much of a caretaker. I understand if it’s your kink and you’re perfectly free to project and write the fic you want, I’m not the fun police, but it’s just... I don’t think that’s really what Ron would be like. I just want MORE realistic Ron.

Also I’m trying really really hard to not point fingers here but WHY is it that it’s always “Ron growled” while it’s always “Hermione whimpered” or “Hermione moaned”? Like... you know it’s okay for a man to moan or whimper in pleasure too, right?  You know Ron isn’t 110% muscles and testosterone? You know Hermione is allowed to be fierce too? Hermione can 100% “growl” and be dominant and pin Ron to the wall and reduce him to a puddle of goo if you’re brave enough?

(Honestly how sexy would Ron think that is? The woman he loves is half his size yet can pin him down and ravish him. DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG RON HAS WANTED TO BE RAVISHED AND CHERISHED DO YOU KNOW HE’S BEEN WANTING THIS ALL HIS LIFE)

Oooo-kay, so that’s... mostly it, I reckon. Oh also Ron has a gigantic penisraise kink (and a great penis too, but mostly a praise kink). That’s canon and that’s all.