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seumyo · 4 months ago

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you asked and i shall deliver!!!. never seen you before but whatever ehe

a bit cliche, but do a vtuber reader x idia. I've been obsessed with this concept for whatever reason but I am way too lazy to write about it!!

if you want to you can do other characters ofc, but I just need a vtuber reader lololol

- 🌼 (idk i just like this emoji)

IDIA SHROUD ✰ FANBOY.EXE

NOTE. I love this prompt now (ﾉ ˃ˋᗜˊ˂ )ﾉ I might make another post with another version—maybe a more in-depth headcanons of fanboy!idia and vtuber!reader; just really wanted Idia to be reader’s VTuber model artist in this one !!

It all started with the artist behind your VTuber model. You didn’t know him. Well, you did—technically. His username was Thanatos, a well-known but highly elusive illustrator and Live2D animator who had a reputation for only taking on projects he found personally interesting.

It had been pure luck that he accepted your request in the first place.

You had sent him a formal commission request with a concept sheet, expecting radio silence or maybe a polite rejection. Instead, you got a response within the same day.

Accepting the commission. No revisions after initial sketch.

It had been brief, almost cold, but that was fine. He was an artist in high demand, and you weren’t about to risk annoying him. True to his word, he worked quickly. Within a week, you had a breathtaking, fully rigged VTuber model that moved like an absolute dream. The expressions, the fluidity of motion—everything was perfect.

You were overjoyed. You followed it with a generous tip immediately and sent a long thank-you message.

Thank you so much!! It’s even better than I imagined! You’re amazing!!

No response. Not that you expected one. Thanatos had already moved on, and you should too.

Idia knew about your actual debut a month later.

He had no reason to be watching. None. He had no attachment to this commission—it was just another job. But the moment you went live, his fingers were captivated toward the keyboard before he even realized what he was doing.

You were streaming.

With the model he made.

Using the animations he painstakingly rigged for months.

…It wouldn’t hurt to check, right? Just a little? For quality control.

His screen was already open before he finished that thought.

At first, he convinced himself it was a professional curiosity. He was just making sure his work functioned properly in a real-time setting. But then he heard your voice.

“Hello, hello! How is everyone doing today?”

You had a warm, welcoming voice that filled the empty space of his room like a summer breeze through an open window. You weren’t overly polished or exaggerated—you just seemed genuinely happy to be here.

And the way you moved—

He hadn’t noticed before, when you two were going through some test runs via call, but you had an adorable habit of tilting your head slightly whenever you were thinking and how you bounced subtly in your seat whenever you got excited. These were all movements he had programmed, but seeing them now, paired with your real-time reactions, it felt… like something else.

Something that will haunt him very soon.

His chest felt tight. He didn’t like that feeling.

He minimized the tab.

He closed it entirely.

…Then reopened it in an incognito window.

Not because he cared. Obviously. It was just research.

Right.

At least, that was what he told himself. Until the next stream. And the next. And then, before he knew it, he was a regular viewer.

Not publicly, of course. No, he lurked in the chat like a ghost, watching you without making his presence known. Every laugh, every excited gasp, every soft, murmured “thank you” to your viewers kept him hooked in place. It wasn’t just your voice—it was the way you carried yourself. You were unguarded, genuine.

It’s rare for him to see that nowadays.

He started to recognize the regulars in chat. A user named StarGazer89 who always sent supportive messages. MuffinMan, who donated too much and made you flustered every time. VoidPrince, who constantly made inside jokes that you played along with.

Idia was none of these people.

His username? User492015.

Generic. Disposable. Untraceable.

Not that you’d ever notice him. Which was exactly how he wanted it.

Probably.

But then something happened.

One night, during a casual chatting stream, you leaned forward slightly, resting your chin in your hands as your model mirrored the motion. “Ahh, I really lucked out with my artist,” you mused, your voice warm with gratitude. “Thanatos, if you’re out there—thank you again! I still can't believe someone like you took my commission.”

His breath hitched.

His fingers hovered over his keyboard.

He could say something. Just a simple “you’re welcome”—no one would even know it was him. They’d probably think he was delusional.

Instead, he closed the stream.

His heart was beating too fast. It was stupid. He was being stupid.

This was just a job. Just a commission.

So why did he feel like some kind of phantom, watching from the shadows, unable to reach out? Why did he get attached to you?

Idia knew he shouldn’t make it a big deal.

That he’s a big deal or that you’re a big deal to him. He doesn’t understand anymore.

As much as he hated dealing with people, he couldn’t deny it—Thanatos was one of the most sought-after VTuber artists in the industry. Everyone wanted a model from him, from corporate VTubers to indie up-and-comers hoping for a miracle. His commissions filled up within seconds. His rates were high—stupidly high. And yet, people were more than willing to pay.

He was used to clients freaking out when they got a slot. Used to them gushing, spamming thank-you messages, treating him like some kind of god of Live2D.

You, on the other hand? You had been normal about it, though it was evident how excited you were to work with him.

Oh, thank you for accepting! I’m excited to work with you!

No excessive flattery, no begging for a rushed commission, and no asking for discounts despite his prices being borderline robbery. You had sent over your references, paid upfront, and patiently waited.

Professional. Efficient. A dream client.

So why—why—had he ended up like this?

Why was he sitting in his room, watching your stream every single night like some desperate, diehard fan? Why was he buying your merch, collecting keychains, standees, and even the limited-edition tapestry that sold out in minutes?

Why was he spending more money on you than you had on your model?

Idia groaned, slumping over his desk as your latest stream played on his second monitor.

“This is so bad. So bad. I’m supposed to be a professional. I’m literally a big-name artist—people in the industry respectme. And now I’m sitting here like some pathetic fanboy, throwing my money at her like—“

A notification popped up.

Your donation of ¥75000 has been sent successfully!

Idia froze.

He had done it again.

“NOOOOOOOOOOO—“

He slammed his forehead against the desk, as if that would somehow undo his actions.

Why was he like this?!

He had never donated to streamers before. Ever. But with you, it had started with small amounts—¥1000 here, ¥2000 there. And then it escalated. He had no self-control. He had literally spent more on your streams than you had paid him for your model at this point.

And the worst part? You noticed. Always.

“Oh! Another big donation from ‘GhostKing999’! Thank you so much!”

You didn’t even know GhostKing999 was Thanatos.

Since when did go from User492015 to GhostKing999?

Maybe that should’ve been a warning for him.

You sounded so genuinely happy. Idia felt like he was going to die. He probably should.

Not because he wanted you to notice him, specifically. No way. He wasn’t some creepy, obsessive fan trying to force attention. He just… liked supporting you. Liked seeing you excited when you reached a donation goal. Liked the way you always took the time to thank your chat, no matter how big you got.

But god, he was in so deep.

And then, as if the universe wanted to kill him completely, it happened. Again. A common question that would probably get him to be a millionaire whenever other people asked his former clients.

Someone in chat asked, “Who made your model?”

And just like every other time, you answered without hesitation.

“Thanatos! I was super lucky to get a slot in their commissions! And when I got another slot, I had to go all out and even commission my winter, summer, and formal looks.”

Idia screamed into his pillow.

Why—why—did you always say it like that? Like he was some kind of mythical being you had miraculously summoned into existence? Did you have any idea how much he respected you? How much effort had he put into making your model perfect, even going above and beyond what you paid for?

Maybe he liked your vision for your model.

Maybe he just liked you in general before he knew it.

Maybe he like-liked you the more he thought about it—

Ok, stop, Idia Shroud, think about how weird that sounds. He barely even met you in person.

He peeked back at the screen.

You had that little, thoughtful smile on your face. The one you did when you were about to get all sentimental.

“I know they don’t really talk much, but… yeah. I was really lucky,” you said softly. “Thanatos did an amazing job. I still can’t believe I have this model sometimes. If they’re ever watching—thank you. Seriously. And I wish all other aspiring VTubers manifest their slot in Thanatos’ commissions soon!”

Idia short-circuited.

His chair nearly tipped over as he wheezed, trying to process the fact that his client—his former client—his CRUSH was sitting there, thanking him in front of thousands of people, completely unaware that he was watching.

That he was always watching.

That he was your biggest fan now.

“Oh my god, I need to log off. I need to uninstall the internet. I need to throw my entire PC out the window—“

His phone buzzed.

Another donation confirmation.

¥100000

From him.

To you.

Well, most of the earnings he got from commission were certainly going somewhere.

He screamed again.

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bunji-enthusiast · 4 months ago

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‘And what are you… exactly?’

A/N… mostly just cackling about think how the blorbos would interact with rocket!reader. Invincible as a whole will not leave my mind so I’m making you suffer with me. Formatted as headcanons for my sanity cause insomnia is a BITCH.

Canon-divergent themes, included mention of rocket’s backstory, mentions of past stress, found-family, platonic relationships, generally just you unwillingly forming bonds with trauma-sacked idiots/nsrs/p

Debbie Grayson

A strong, kind-hearted woman at her core — no doubt. Especially since she’s had to deal with wrangling Mark [in his childhood youth] in particular, and her husband as well, who was quite the character. So one can imagine that she’s seen things. But this was unexpected.

A literal raccoon.

“This is new to me.”

“Right, and you didn’t live with an alien for a husband everyday.”

Debbie chokes on air, taken aback by your comment. But then she divulges, “You’ve known him?”

“Oh you bet I do!” You grin, arching a brow. “I got all sorts of juicy stuff on the guy.”

That alone definitely wants her knowing more, and since you were a lover of chaos. You happily obliged to her request, no money wired.

It was due to circumstances that you ended up having to be around the lady for awhile, but surprisingly enough; you two got along. You could respect her willingness to stand up to others, despite her state as a human. Debbie on the other hand was admittedly shocked when she first saw you, a walking-talking raccoon with the intelligence of a genius. Being able to jury-rig things up in a second, enough to get you out of a sticky situation or just generally being able to empathize for others despite your hot-headed temperament [in defiance of your tendency as a trigger-happy shooter].

There were times that you weren’t proud of how you behaved, but seriously, Earth had some genuine pricks. You had no idea how Debbie lived this long, or how she put up with all these people for that matter. There were few humans you genuinely liked, and even fewer super-powered beings.

You had off-handledly mentioned to her once or twice about your past history, what made you become who you are now. Not the entire story however, just a few intricate details. Understanding one another was something you often weren’t in the mood for, but with someone like Debbie, you could feel the sense of resolve and peace within her. So you just sort’ve started forming a bond with the woman. Much to the surprise of anyone else who oversees your interactions. Whenever anyone tries to question how or why this came to be, you always just shrugged it off with a half-assed comment.

Debbie just… has the most genuine warmth, closest person to a parental figure that you almost had. You didn’t let that thought last long though, you already were almost as old as her — or older than her. But it made sense to you, she’s been through it, and gets it. Even more than other humans you’ve met.

Though despite your loud and larger than life personality, you still were a small thing – so you always made up for that in other areas. Which gets people to really pay attention to your danger as an enemy. This exceptionally comes to light when you jump to Debbie’s defense [even if you knew she could handle herself, she was a damn good woman and a good friend], hacking off cleverly worded insults against the perpetrator and structured uses of words that no one dared to use. It’s really quite the sight to see when you're riled up on her behalf.

You were used to being the guy who had to cheer people up, or offer comfort in your own awkward way. Nonetheless, Debbie, ends up being one of the first to actually offer comfort. Despite the fact you were stiff as a fucking board, and she — not being used to actually comforting a literal talking animal who can think and act — made the effort to do so anyway. You hated it at first, but it was nice. Something you never admitted aloud.

Even in the face of your past history, you put your knowledge to good use: one way was to teach Debbie a few things about technology. Things she could put to use, just to protect herself, or to find things out. You had tried to get her to accept more lethal options, but she gave you a firm ‘no’, so you resolved on non-lethal options.

Unfortunately you tended to be paranoid at times, so you begged to add in some more safety measures within her house. Moreover, since you weren’t technically under Cecil’s charge, she eventually accepted it. Since you had also given a wide walkthrough of how everything works.

As a genetically-modified genius, particularly a half-worlder; your conversations with her are few, but very fortunate ones to have. Debbie is far more understanding then you expected in the beginning, but getting to know her was something else entirely. You really like the lady, and wish nothing but good for her and her sons.

Rex Sloan

A walking human grenade and a genius raccoon with a penchant for shootouts. It tracks, initially you two don’t get along well. But eventually? It’s a diabolical pair-up. You both are snide fuckers, who don’t take shit from authority figures. Everyone else absolutely hates it, however—as much as they hate it, your team-ups elevate the battles to levels that let your entire team gain the upperhand.

You never thought you’d relate to someone like Rex, but the more you two talk, the more you realize how similar you are. Bettering relationships, mellowed out in terms of hot-headnesses, the augmentations to the body. As much as you hated to admit it, you actually liked the kid. Rex, as far as you knew, was in a bad place — but he had the guts [more than anyone you’ve met in space] to pull himself out. You could respect it, despite his less than favorable actions in the past. But hey, you aren’t a saint either.

The conversations you engage in with Rex are usually very, very interesting. The subjects are usually diversified, if it wasn’t Rex talking about one thing, it’d be you talking about another. It’s absolutely swell talking to him, you’ve even found yourself laughing at his verbal antics; especially even chuckling before if he talks about someone you both have a strong dislike for.

You bark out a laugh at his insults, “Damn! You don’t hold back, kid.”

“Asshole deserved it anyways.” Rex grins, a taper of confusion in his expression. “—kinda curious though, how old are you?”

Immediately you blank at his question, blinking offhandedly as you thought about it. ‘How old am I?’ You thought, and you realized — You never counted how old you were. Always too busy being on the run, and collecting bounties. Especially saving the god-flarkin galaxy.

“Oh my fucking god–” He wheezes, crouching down as he attempts to hold back his laughing fit. “You don’t know? Seriously?”

“Shut up!”

As a hero, he was far more gutsy than a lot of people you’ve seen on Earth. Rex was charming, difficult to get along with sure. But he was a reliable dude in situations of distress, he always had a way of being able to alleviate the stressing aspects into something more manageable. Though his ability to manifest explosions was something that fascinated you greatly, you asked a question or two about it. Rex to say the least was not used to people taking an interest in something like that, he was used to hearing things about his body being used as a weapon [by the same familiar assholes since childhood]. But the way you say it was as if you were just more considerate of his physical health and how he manages it. Definitely something he was confused about for a good long while.

You taught him a thing or two on how to manage his cybernetic hand, considering that you yourself walk around with a cybernetic skeletal structure. You knew all too well about the discomfort of the possibility of having to rely on someone [or something] you hated, the same agency that essentially diverted the course of one’s life. So you essentially bestowed him with the knowhow on fixing, or otherwise maintaining the ol’ cybernetics. Even if Rex was reluctant about it at first, your help afforded him good faith in you.

Despite how much you’d attempt to refute it, you developed protective instincts over Rex. He’s someone you want to see living a good life, not having to spend every second on the brink of death. You know he could live a better life for himself, with the people he loves. Though you knew this is what he built his life around, even if it was forced on him. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t help at least mitigate the devastation he goes through 24/7.

Rex has seen things as a hero obviously, but give him some credit; the last thing he expected was actually talking to and befriending a literal raccoon. Even if you had told him about your prior history with the High Evolutionary, and the experiments, he was still a little weirded out. But he eventually accepted it as normal. Seriously though, you considered paying for his therapy at one point.

Shapesmith

You’ve had your fair share of interactions with beings of the Martian race [considering you were a traveler of the cosmos], but Shapesmith in particular was a very interesting one. He’s lived as a hero on Earth for a while, and though you haven’t known the shapeshifting being as long as anyone else on the guardians had, he didn’t radiate bad feelings. Not someone you’d find yourself being around often, but he was quite the useful person in battle. You could tell right away if the martian was being disingenuous or honest, dude does not have a bad bone in his body.

It's not often that you converse with Shapesmith, but he was easy to talk to. Unlike most of the pricks you’ve met so far throughout your travels. Cover his back, and he covers yours. A mutual exchange you could get behind.

Some of his comments about your being as a raccoon really pissed you off though, however, after some sternly worded corrections from your end — Shapesmith very quickly reworded said comments. Though when you necessitated an apology, mainly from yourself, as you were quick to temper. He was very understanding, which you inherently didn’t expect; as most would be rightfully a little pissed off. Shapesmith was certainly someone to behold, both in experience and living as a human hero.

You like the fella, his reasons about certain subjects were simple and straight to the point.

Allen The Alien

Allen had always been a bit of an anomaly, with his knack for showing up at the most unexpected moments, and today was no exception. You’ve met the unopan more then once, which was much to your displeasure when the two of you crossed paths once again. Allen against all odds was still alive, which frankly — you found baffling. However, once he explained the circumstances behind his situation. Everything fell into place for you.

One: it pisses you off, you don't know why. But it really does, the dude dies once — and he just gets…. Stronger.

Huh? Why couldn’t you have something like that?

Two: You could actually find a use for him in fights.

That was a thing, you could always find uses in everything. Even out of the smallest scraps of heap.

With Allen however, you could always find your fur bristling. It was a fifty/fifty. But nonetheless, you had mellowed out over time. Which meant you also had stopped getting angry at the drop of a hat. Something that surprised Allen.

Over time, your banter and playful rivalry turns into a mutual understanding of each other's strengths. Your tactical mind and Allen’s adaptability make for an interesting—if not dangerous—partnership. After an impromptu competition, Allen offers his hand, now more curious about you than ever.

"You’re not too bad, for a walking trash can. You ever think about joining the Coalition? We could use someone with your skills." He asks, his tone light as ever. Of course Allen brings it up, he was always looking for someone to invite.

You, with your sharp, cynical grin, consider the offer.

"Nah—I’ll pass. But if you ever need someone to cover your back in a fight, you know where to find me. Maybe next time, I’ll be the one winning."

"We’ll see about that. But hey... keep it between us, alright?” He adds, gesturing vaguely. Allen almost laughs, “I really don’t want to explain to my superiors why I lost a bet to a raccoon."

Despite your differing missions, Allen couldn't deny that you had grown to be more than just an unpredictable anomaly in his life. You were a valuable ally to have, even if your methods were a little... unconventional. Your tactical mind, combined with your readiness for a shootout at any moment, made you an effective problem solver.

Regardless of your apparent lightheartedness, there was always a depth to your intelligence that made you far more insightful than anyone gave you credit for. Allen had noticed it from your first encounter, and it had only grown sharper over time. He respects that about you a lot, even if you didn’t notice it yourself.

As always, whenever you two were in the same place, things couldn’t stay calm for long. A few jokes, some banter, and then—the sparring begins. You, with your quick reflexes and keen combat skills, took every opportunity to take a shot at Allen, who responded with his own impressive agility and strength. Even if you refute that you hate the guy, your actions say otherwise.

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the-fandom-crossroads · 7 months ago

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Alright I caved and I'm actually going to talk about the live action HTTYD trailer.

I'm annoyed at all the things others have already mentioned but there is one thing that makes me angry while also making me laugh at the same time. In a "how is this a struggle they are still dealing with 15 years later" sort of way.

This attempt to get Toothless to "sit".

I know most of you didn't grow up a httyd nerd watching the director commentaries of the original movie. But I did and I can tell you they called this one of the hardest bits of animation they pulled off with the models in this film.

Rigging models in animation are intentionally well rigid. Animators intentionally code in limits so limbs aren't doing unnatural movements everytime something glitches out. Watch the Shrek bloopers for nightmare fuel examples of why animators started rigging in limits to limbs and even face muscles.

So these limits exist and in httyd's time you couldn't just turn off those rules for the model when ever you wanted. So they had to fight the limits they put in place while trying to keep the movement looking natural.

You obviously can't see it from this angle. But they removed his right wing from the model. Once it drops behind his head it is gone. Because it was just another thing to keep track of that wasn't needed in the shot.

I laugh at the live action because they are clearly running into the same Rigging limitations that come with using a CGI model. But unlike the animated movie they aren't pushing the limits of the rigging to have Toothless sit upright.

No to keep it more "natural" they have it be an awkward shuffle back. They decided not letting his tail bend like that was more important than the whole point of the scene. Which is that he is mimicking Hiccup's body language.

This and the Eye pupil shot tell me all I need to know about this remake.

That they are willing to get rid of key details that helped us feel the connection between Toothless and Hiccup if it means a more "realistic" feel for the movie. Which is going to lead to us feeling more distant from these characters compared to their animated counter parts.

So yeah that "cold soulless" feeling isn't just nostalgia. It's an intentional part of their attempt to make a httyd "in the real world". And tells me I'm just going to be disappointed by this remake. So join me June 2025 as I pop in my 15 year old httyd dvd for a rewatch.

Because no matter what this remake does the original will always bring me joy.

#httyd #httyd live action #toothless #hiccup #httyd hiccup #httyd toothless #how to train your dragon #look i joined the internet to watch httyd amvs #and then made my own #we went through the original frame by frame back in the day #if anyone is going to notice when they take out emotional beats #it's going to be the older fans that timed those beats to music countless times over #and before someone is dumb #no i don't care that astrid is a brunette #I care about things that matter like toothless's slit pupils #I'm joking but i'm also not

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lwh-writing · 9 months ago

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Skulker's Boring Hunt

“And now that we have located the proper biome, we are able to safely release the beast back into the wild.”

Skulker opens the cage door and turns the camera so that the virtual audience can watch as the peryton returns to the wilderness of the Ghost Zone, all the while silently bemoaning how he got here.

Ever since the existence of ghosts had become public knowledge, the Whelp had been determined to improve relations with humans. Part of that outreach effort included a handful of ghosts selected to begin ‘virtual relations’ through a process called ‘streaming’ and ‘vlogging’ so that they could ‘show the world that they weren't that different from everybody else.’

Skulker, honestly, couldn't give less of a damn about humans and what they thought of his kind. The only reason (and he very much means only reason) he had put his name on the volunteer list was for the easy access to the Living Realm and the new variety of hunts.

The Whelp, though, had put stipulations on Skulker’s ticket out of the Ghost Zone. Firstly, if he ever hunted in the Infinite Realms, he had to document and explain the animals he hunted so as to provide ‘educational value to his viewers’ or other such nonsense. Secondly, if any dangerous (non-sapient) ecto-animal was loose in the Living Realm, Skulker had to drop everything and stop its rampage. And last, and certainly least, Skulker couldn't kill anything.

Skulker had tried to reason his way out of that one, claiming that it contradicted his Obsession. The Whelp had tried to reason right back, claiming that he could still feed his Thrill of the Hunt without slaughtering something on live air. They had settled on a compromise: Skulker would run a poll with his viewers, and they would decide whether he gained a new pelt or not.

The fickle humans had, to date, always voted for catch and release.

“As this week's hunt has now concluded, it is time to decide what or who I will be hunting next week. The polls are now open.”

Skulker scrolled through his Fenton-Foley-Phone as he let his puny audience make their decisions. Ember had posted a recent picture of a restaurant in Barcelona, the latest city on her grand tour. Skulker gave it a like and looked back at the now concluding poll, a little surprised at the results.

Of the ten options given by his chat and selected by his moderators, there were a few picks that were always nominated but never won. It seemed his viewers desperately wanted to see him take on a dragon, a gorgon, a vampire, and some human named Lex Luthor. This week was no different, as all four of those options were just barely beaten by a new entry to the lineup.

“It appears that next week I will be hunting the Joker.”

Immediately, the chat exploded into chaos.

wonder_womanSIMP: pog

StardustSinger: skulker vigilante arc?? 👀

Penglow: RIP watch out for the Batman!

rock-mayo: RIGGED

golfAceVendetta: pog

OpperantParrot: LETS FUCKING GO!!!!

the_general_plum: :D

carbon-ham: D:

LizardSquid: E

egg_composition: gotham is going to chew you up and spit you out lmao

OtterCat: D:

“And once again, it’s time to decide my prey’s fate. Type one to vote kill, type two to vote spare. Voting is now open.”

That prompted another flood of responses, and Skulker returned to his phone, scowling a bit at his girlfriend’s posts. He was happy for Ember, of course he was. She was fulfilling her dream and chasing her Obsession, how could he be anything but ecstatic and proud of her success? He just missed her, though he would never admit it aloud.

Hm. Perhaps he could do a little solo hunting and send her a new pelt. Something to remind her of the Ghost Zone while she was away.

The timer went off, and Skulker dejectedly checked the results of the poll, only to do a quick double-take before smiling sharply at the results.

“Results are in. It seems this week I will be hunting, and killing, the Joker.”

The chat exploded with excitement right before Skulker started saying his outro and mentally mapping out his hunt in the coming week, unaware that at that very moment, a complication had arisen in his plan.

TheBloodSon: It appears that this may be a problem.

#dpxdc #skulker #skulker hunts the joker for sport #this has been sitting in the wip docs for over a year and i am posting it now to see if popular response will make me write more #if y'all make me write this please know it's going to be with skulker x jason x ember endgame

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rockatanskette · 2 years ago

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So, I've written before about how our relationship with predators would probably intimidate aliens, but I just pictured another way we interact with predators that is honestly just as scary from an outside perspective: we pretend to be predators and even make up new ones, all just for fun.

Now, we also adopt predator patterns for utility: wearing striped makeup for camouflage, imitating roars and bird calls, etc. But I'm specifically talking about the video I just saw from Creature Bionics of creature rigs designed for a human actor to better do motion capture. I'm talking about voice actors and sound designers creating new and terrifying clicks and roars and growls because lions' roars just aren't scary enough. I'm talking about adults dressing up as plush monstrosities to entertain sports fans and children. Gritty is terrifying, objectively.

One day at an early meal, human Janet seems confused when her alien crewmates start asking about a shape-shifting monster that they keep seeing in human culture. They ask her what it's like to live on a world with "dogjons;" animals that can shift from a fan-headed creature with eye-covered wings to an amphibious eel-like figure, humanoid but not human, to a death-pale monstrosity that chases anyone who dares get near its food. Human Janet is confused until they say that the pale figure has eyes in its hands; bloodshot, and glassy.

"Oh, Doug Jones! No, he's not a monster, he's just a really good actor. Too good—the Shape of Water awakened something in me, specifically."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, let's just say the lady 'mating' with him isn't a horror story, it's a fantasy." Human Janet says, like it's nothing. Then something seems to occur to her, and her eyes brighten with what the aliens are quickly learning is mischief. "Oh my god. Am I the one who gets to explain monster fucking?"

Elsewhere, an alien accompanies xis human friend on a day out with their young. There's some kind of show being put on for human youth and Xlibthar is excited for this insight into how humans get Like That. Imagine xis surprise when the lights go up on the entertainment platform and a horde of creatures rushes up. They are large and bright yellow, with big black eyes as dark as singularities, with bright red spots on their heads that clearly indicate venom. Xlibthar shrieks and shields xisself behind Akio and Hinata, sure that something has gone terribly wrong.

"What are those?!" Xlibthar demands, quaking in xis shoes.

"Those? Oh, they're just Pikachus." Akio does not seem even the slightest bit distressed, and five-year-old Hinata is absolutely losing her mind with excitement at the sight of these garish monstrosities.

"What. On Earth." Because this could only happen on Earth. "Is a Pikachu?"

"It's a Pocket Monster. It's a series about monsters that battle with each-other. Pikachu is a mouse that can shoot electricity out of its body."

Xlibthar stares at Akio, wondering if this is an example of what humans call "gaslighting," because keeping monsters in your pockets sounds too insane even for humans. And, "you bring these things around your CHILDREN??"

"I mean, they're not real." Akio puts his hands over Hinata's ears. "They're just people in costumes. Though Nintendo would never let you see one with its head off."

Xlibthar has many questions: why? What? How? What? But one question has been answered: if this is what entertains human youth, it is exactly why Humans are Like That.

#humans are space orcs #humans are space australians #earth is space australia #tw monsterfucking

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simmerianne93 · 4 months ago

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[Simmerianne93]Fantasy_poses_21

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Hello everyone!! How are you today???

Sometimes less is more... and this time is one of those times...

I'm here again with a pack in a random hour haha... and as I said, it will be like that while I figure out how to go back to my normal posting hours, with all the power outages.

Here's a new fantasy posepack!! I haven't brought one in a couple of months, and I wanted to finish this pack I started a while back and that I had left in my "work in progress" folder...

They are 12 really basic poses... and I say basics 'cause they have slight movements between eachother... but as I said, sometimes less is more, and in this case I thought about a badass character that barely moves but is really powerful... Yeah, maybe I'm a little bit influenced by the amount of manga I've read and anime I've watched... but I wanted to give that vibes... and I hope you like it as well as I do.

They could be more, but I didn't want to extend that much... perhaps, I can make another similar posepack in the future with much more badass magical poses.

Another good thing is that I thought about this poses to be use by a spellcaster, but they can also be use by a badass vampire... 😏 I know a few people that will use them with vampires... you know who you are...

By the way!! You can combine some of my other fantasy, action or reaction poses to make an awesome fight!!... I actually used one of my first fantasy poses for the white head sim in the cover 😜

Anyway... I hope you like them!!

Have fun with them!!

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What is on it?

12 solo poses (Made with a male rig) + 1 all in one.

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What do you need?

Andrew's poses player

Teleport any sim by Scumbumbo or Mccc by deaderpool.

OPTIONAL: Igor's magic effect

OPTIONAL: Natalia Auditore's Magic ball

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I really hope you like them and I will say in advance: Thank you so much for using them.

@ts4-poses

#poses #simmerianne93 #ts4 #sims4poses #thesims4 #posesforsims #sims4 #thesims #ts4poses #creator content #fantasyposes #spellcasterposes #magicposes #vampireposes #soloposes #accessoryposes

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chrxsprettygirl · 4 months ago

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𝑻𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄!𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏!𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆…

CW: social anxiety (she just like me fr)

I run down the stairs making my way down to the parking lot, looking for his car, he blinks his lights making it easier to find him I walk up to his car opening the door. “Hii” I say buckling in “Hey sweetheart, you ready?” He asks I nod my head at him with a smile and he takes of. The drive is nice we talked about ourselves and joked around I was little disappointed when we arrived at the fair. I unbuckle myself reaching for my door when he opens it for me offering his hand, I smile thanking him getting down. He holds onto my hand as we walk away entering the gates, it’s so beautiful and lively, little kids running around laughing, couples making out groups of teenagers with their friends it’s just perfect. “What do you want to do first? We can play games go on rides eat” he ask me I look around thinking “Lets play some games first?” I look up at him he smiles down at me waking over to one of the game booths, it’s one of these water gun games “Wait we need tickets I’ll be right back don’t go anywhere ok?” He lets go of my hand and takes off before my brain even registers what he just said.

I stand there waiting uncontrollably for him to come, I look around feeling like I’m being watched to my horror, I see a group of teenagers walking towards me laughing, I take a deep breath grab my phone trying to distract myself from them, they walk right by me, I look up I see a bunch people walking by looking at me, I start to get anxious checking my clothes making sure I don’t have anything on them, I lift my head looking for Chris rubbing the palm of my hand on my shorts, I lift my hand up again trying to focus on myself, I start to text Stella when I feel a hand on my shoulder I jump turning to my side seeing the person I’ve been waiting for. He holds the tickets up to my face “Ready?” I give a weak smile and nod, I Sint know how but he looks at me like he knows something is wrong “Are you ok? If you want we can just go somewhere else?” He says “No it’s ok I just got a little nervous that’s all” I say knowing damn well I was on the verge of tears just seconds ago “Sweetheart don’t lie to me.” He says sternly the masculinity radiating off of him I look into his eyes hesitating if I should tell him I sigh “No im ok I just got a bit anxious a little while ago, it’s nothing serious” I look down at my feet playing around with my nails, he lifts my chin up looking at me “Hey, it’s not nothing serious, if you feel anxious just tell me, we’ll go somewhere less crowded for a bit and if you want we could leave and go somewhere else ok?” He grabs my head holding it like it’s the most delicate thing he’s ever seen, I smile at him nodding going in for a much needed hug “Takes some deep breaths for me ok” he says smoothing his hand over my hair taking deep breaths and I follow his lead, my heart rate slows down, we pull away he ruffles my hair “CHRIS! IT TOOK ME A WGILE HOUR TO GET MY HAIR LOOKING HALF DECENT” I yelled at him taking my phone out fixing the curls he disturbed, he laughs “im sorry sweetheart I’ll make it up to you yeah?” He says I raise my eyebrow “How?” “I’ll win you a stuffed animal” my eyes light up but I calm myself down not wanting to show to much excitement “Ok fineeee but those games are rigged” I say hooking my arm around his walking up to the booth.

He plays flawlessly, I cheer him on wanting my stuffed bunny, then we hear that beautiful sound of bell ringing, he won, I unable to control the excitement start jumping around around with him holding my hand, the guy ask him which one we want and I point to the huge bunny. He hands it to me and I gladly accept it with a huge smile on my face turning to Chris, he pulls his phone out taking a few pictures of me I go over looking at them “Your so cute” he says rubbing my lower back “thank you” “You wanna go eat?” He ask I nod he grabs my hands walking to a taco station ordering our food going to sit down on a bench.

We stay out until 9 pm walking around going on rides, playing games, eating snacks even getting strangers to take pictures for us overall having a good time, we walk up to the car laughing. I get in putting my bunny in the backseat, he reached over buckling me in then staring the car “Do you want to go home or go to the movies or something?” He asked giving me the aux cord I smile plugging it into my phone looking through my playlist before choosing to one pressing play “ummm can we go home im a bit tired” I answered “of course no problem sweetheart” he grabs his phone looking for the directions and doing something else I don’t really know what,he puts it down pulling out heading to my college dorm, the ride is silent but in a comforting way “Are you ok?” He ask I raise my eyebrow trying to figure out what he’s talking about “You know with what happened a while ago” when the realization hits me I look down at my lap “Yeah I’m ok” he looks at me briefly “You wanna talk abt it? Its ok if you don’t” “Idk it kinda just happens, I’ll be in public and then all of a sudden it just feel like everyone is looking at me and judging me idk it’s silly” I shrug “No its not silly, if you ever feel like that you call me ok? I dont care what time it is just call me” he says sternly looking over at I nod my head feeling a sense of security around him, the rest of the car ride we just listen to music occasionally singing along until we reach the parking lot “thanks for tonight” I say looking at him, he smiles at me looking into my eyes like they’re the most fascinating things he has ever seen, he leans in slowly raising his hand to cradle the side of my neck “Can I?” He ask me his eyes dance between my eyes and lips, i part my lips looking down at his giving a slight nod and before I know it his lips are on mine. The kiss is soft, slow, sweet I find myself subconsciously melting into him, he does not rush it tilting my head to the side, he bites my lip shoving his tongue in my mouth gently massaging mine running his over my teeth until we hear a noise from his side of the car, it’s a security guard basically telling us to wrap it and go home. I reach in the back grabbing my bunny gathering my stuff “I’ll see you around sweetheart, text me when you get in” he says “I will” I say leaning in kissing his cheek rushing out the car into my dorm. I send him a message telling him I got safely going into my room, i look at the pictures we took today making one my wallpaper before getting ready for bed.

AN: what app do yall use to make the fake text msg n shit

Random tags n taglist: @trevorsgodmother @tezzzzzzzz @weirdothatwritess @dykes4chris @chrepsi @chrissfavhoe @nateismybf @bamsblooming @chrissleftshoe @chrisslluut @cams-cult @chrissturnioloslvt @chrislilcumslvt @chriscumslut @chrisshands @chriss-prettyygirll @chrissturnioloswife88 @mattztrip @mattsleftball @mattsslvtzx @mattswrinkleton @mattsturnswife @mattsturnioloismylordandsaviour @mattsturnioloarchive @matthewsturnsgf @matthewswifeyx @matthewsturniolosactualgf @nickssidewitch @nick-stuxniolos-hg @nicksbestie @adoreechxmpion @sturnshood @sturnswiftie @sturniolotripletlover @chrissturnfavlilslut @abbystromboli @sturns-mermaid @zenithsturniolo @chrissweetheart

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midnight1nk · 4 months ago

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So, this week's episode...

[spoilers below cut]

Casino plot?! LET'S GOOOOOO

It's giving WOTFI 2023 (one of my fave wotfi's) so I respect the hustle :)

...wait, why isn't "SMG4:" in the title anymore? Team, why isn't it there? Team? TEAM?!

(the following is my live reaction:)

why is Mario's face so me rn like ???

Brothers, your honor

it's so realistic how siblings turn something so casual into a competition only bc there are stakes now, we love to see it (hey, it takes one to know one)

...oh. huh. "Why are you taking it so seriously? It's just 4 memeing." I know. It's just, uh.... [*flashback noises*]

[SMG4 Episode Concept #5 // X _ X ]

...we gotta go 🏃‍➡️ GET OUT GET OUT /ref

OH GOD THE TEAM KNOWS! THEY READ MY FIC! IS THIS WHAT I GET FOR WRITING A GOOP!4 TIMELINE?

no no, i'm joking. I'm sure it's just 4 live memeing, that's all. but hey uh Team, I wouldn't mind if you leak the script/storyboards to me. For research purposes ofc, and totally not to keep my sanity at bay or make it worse somehow

(at this point, chat, just shove me in the basement. just do it)

what if i start crying? then what?

is it really that easy to get me hooked? yeah probably. all you really gotta do is serve me (found) family and I'm in

LET'S GO GAMBLING ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

YEP, it really is giving Casino Paisano (ik it's not really, but still)

oh hey, 3! whatcha doing here?

g r a b

also 3, while it is incredibly wholesome of you to think of your son's education, you shouldn't be gambling (i seriously think he used all the cafe's income for this smh /affectionate)

now i'm just imagining Eggdog going to school and Three getting emotional, "That's my son right there, so smart and talented! Just like his dad :)" and shows off his PhD in psychology (written in crayon) to probably 4

actually, seeing 3 here, i was half-expecting him to be in his wotfi suit (listen, i ADORE those wotfi suits)

money money money

look at this dude:

I wanna squish him like playdoh 💙

well, I mean, he's not wrong. it did work last time:

Applying a cheat in the rigged game cancels each other out, and leaves you with luck and chance

Truly a win-win. The more you know 💫

LET'S GO GAMBLING ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ

AYYY we got some cameos here in the background!! Let's see: Waluigi and Wario, Karen, Bob, Melony, and Kaizo! Good to see them again

I do love the idea of Bob and Melony being besties. honestly, personally hc that they're found siblings (and I will write them that way)

y'know it's really bad when 3, of all people, telling you that you're betting too much smh

welp time to fade away ✌️

HOLY SHIT MARIO IN LEGGY FORM

i honestly did not see that coming. i think it might be a one-time bit but who knows? the same was said with Leggy and here we are

oh hey it's Cube (the penguin). here to gamble too?

(sooooo cube, about the showgrounds map...)

hey! no snitching, Mario didn't even win!

LUIGI?! (why am I surprised? I shouldn't be)

...yeah that makes sense

KEANU REEVES?!

rules are rules, Mario. just bc you're his brother, it doesn't mean you get a free pass

final boss: connect 4

IT COMES BACK FULL CIRCLE BABYYYYY

damn he really is good, game over bro

YES I CAN, WATCH ME [*explodes into confetti*]

oh wait, give me a sec:

writer!ink: "And eventually, Luigi played so well that the next move Mario makes, Luigi would win regardless with another line of his chips he strategically prepared." producer!ink: "Wow, well, I bet it's going to be hard for Mario to turn this around." writer!ink: "Actually, it's going to be super easy, barely an inconvenience." producer!ink: "Oh really?" writer!ink: "We're just going to bring back the cheat tactic 3 brought up earlier."

producer!ink: "Oh, I guess it really was that easy." writer!ink: "Yeah, by throwing 3 under the bus. :)" producer!ink: "What?" writer!ink: "Anyway, Mario's going to pull that move from one of those Pixar animated shorts and switch the game up."

this could literally go so many ways with Luigi, i don't even know

OH, Mario won? well ig congrats(???)

"only in the SMG4 universe 😀👍" [*insert laugh track*]

at least he gets to have his hat back

hate to break it to you, Luigi, but ✨NOPE✨

LET'S GO GAMBLINGGGGG ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ

HOLD UP, is that who I think it is?

ENHANCE.... YEP, Shadow, I knew you animated this part LOL

I mean, I already did based on Mario's expression but sneaking in a Waggy cameo here... I respect the hustle, dude. big fan of your AU 💙

Congrats to ggf0ur for your art being featured in the end credits🎉 *chess kiss*

.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.

Such a good episode we got, just a silly casino adventure with a side of cheat tactics on the side. And hey, a main focus on Mario, Luigi, and 3! we love to see it :)

But one day, we'll get a girlies-centered episode (happy international women's day). screw it, i might write it!

Oh, the mystery of the title? What is up with that anyway? There has to be a reason why it's excluded this time. The most probable is that they forgot to add it in, pretty reasonable. But the speculation I had was that (starting from this year btw) it's a split of timelines and at least one of them should be considered canon. Ever since the No TV episode and the Team being lured into Mr Puzzles' trap, the titles haven't been the same. And who's to say we returned from the OG timeline? But that's crazy me saying this, I've been thinking of multiverse stuff lately. Another could be a fight of control over the channel. Who's to say? Like I said, it could be an honest mistake, but it'll be best if we keep an eye on that, ok?

[EDIT: well it turns out, the prefix is now added to the title. maybe the Team forgot to add it in lol. still, having it included in these recent episodes is still spooky, ooooooh *spooky hands*]

as to my earlier freakout about 4's meme and my fic, here's a post from my collab partner of the Goop!4 theory, funkii [link]. looks like I wasn't the only one :)

a legit photo of goop!4 enthusiasts talking about the theory:

we're not delusional, i swear /silly

I actually have a bit of hc for the end there with Luigi: I would like to think that Luigi did know that Mario cheat but he let Mario have this one. After all, all Mario would win is his hat (and life) back. Basically how one of your siblings got in trouble and you kinda have to lecture them but because you care for them, you let them off easy. Yeah, like that. Luigi is a good sport and forgiving, as seen from the beginning, he's just choosing not to say anything. But Luigi did hope that Mario learned his lesson... which Mario didn't. welp, sorry dude

moving on to 3, maybe don't gamble your cafe's income for your son's tuition. you got a cafe for that. save the gambling for another moment.

on that note, chat, gamble responsibly!

Anyway, Shadow, anything you want to say about that cameo? X

[*evil laugh >:)*] Oh my god, the reactions are priceless. [*chuckle, then clears throat*] Um, hi there, SMG4 Twitter! I just wanted to make a thing really quickly, seeing literally all of my feed blowing up after the Mario Gambles His Life video went up earlier. Um, I just wanted to make this clear right now: yes, I'm the one who slipped Waggy or the Team Killer Ink Leader, whichever you prefer to call her, into the ending of the video. That was me! [*chuckle*] I just wanted to admit that right now, but the other thing I also want to say is like, uh, please don't look too much into it! Again, Waggy being there was solely just a background thing, just a cameo I thought I could get away with. And wouldn't you know it, I did [>:)]. So, don't look too far into it, that was just a silly thing. I just wanted to say that. Even still, all of your reactions are priceless, as always. [*another evil laugh >:)*] That's all I wanted to say, so...

...well, i'm going to take it at face-value bc I know you're planning something big for your AU (please let the girlfriends have a happy ending) and it's understandable to be excited about it.

I would be evil-villain laughing at my plotting too.

And hey, a perfect example of a creative member adding a "signature" to their scenes.

But like I said for Anaidon's Shadow Man, any of the AU/villains people of the Team working on the side could very much be proposed to be canon in the show, as an idea. I'll keep an eye on it and yall choose what to believe.

Well, anyway that's all from me. I'll see you all next time and remember: numbers go first!

Wow, last episode resembled a lot of IGBP ,and now this one with a bit of wotfi 2023, that's fun.... wait........

#smg4 #ink reviews #smg4 mario #smg4 luigi #smg4 smg3 #LET'S GO GAMBLING the episode #THE TEAM FOUND OUR FICS RUN /silly #just shove me in the basement 💙

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centrally-unplanned · 1 year ago

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youtube

Got linked to these very good videos recently on all the fake branding around "No CGI" and "Practical effects" in big budget movies today - as is no shock to anyone virtually every single claim of "no CGI" in a movie today is just a complete lie (Oppenheimer is the only debatable exception). Jonas is a very good presenter, he respects your intelligence and has a breadth of cinema knowledge that makes this series more than its headline.

Something that I thought was interesting that he alluded to was a cool industry shift that has occurred around the ease of special effects meaning that people involved don't even know they are happening. If you were an actor in a movie in ~2010, and a shot was a "VFX" shot, you would see greenscreens/bluescreens, you would see rigging equipment, you would maybe wear a mocap suit or tracers or something. You yourself had VFX skills, you were part of the project. And audiences learned that too, they learned to expect to see bluescreens or behind-the-scenes footage of those things.

But that is increasingly outdated now - still used for ease or specific shots, sure, but its not necessary. You can completely redo the backgrounds, build rig models for actors, clone objects from the frame, and so on just from the native footage, the tech is that good. So you will sometimes shoot a scene and it will look normal to you, and then be changed in post, you don't even know. At one point he tangents to discuss how marketers will lie about the actors "doing their own stunts", which seems credible to audiences because they know that for stunts you do things like hiding the actor's face or having specific cuts to mask the actor switch. But they don't have to do that anymore! You can just composite the actor's face onto the body of the stunt double, and you don't notice. That old "trick" you had to tell isn't functional, and being used *against* you.

It really reminds me of Dan Olsen's idea of "Bakshi's Vision", where the distinction between an animated film and a live action film becomes too blurry even bother with. Obviously that won't become literally true, but you can see the shape of it more and more.

#Youtube

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butchmammon · 4 months ago

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and since we’re on the subject of cute dates I need to talk about my dream date setting with mammon. amusement park!!!

unfortunately he’s just a little guy and a scaredy cat and he is afraid of roller coasters :( but he also will super pretend he’s not afraid of roller coasters if mc is the one to suggest an amusement park date bc he has to seem cool and strong and he says stuff like “ya just gotta hold on to me if ya get scared, got it!?” but it is ABUNDANTLY clear by the first ride that he’s only making it out of this date without suffering a heart attack if you hold his hand super duper tight and don’t let go

also all my fondest memories of going to the amusement park closest to where I live involve a three hour road trip and getting up really early to get there when the gates open, so like picture mammon driving and you in the passenger seat as the sun rises, eating breakfast sandwiches you prepared the night before (you actually made like 20 to account for beel’s midnight snacking). it’s a clear warm day as mammon cruises with the windows down, the wind whipping his hair around and occasionally getting in his mouth when he tries to take a bite of his sandwich and you laugh and reach over and tuck his hair behind his ear for him and he blushes but just casts a fond look to you bc it’s always easier for him to accept your affection when it’s just the two of you ….

and you get there when the gates open, throw your bags in a locker, and get right in line for one of the small wooden coasters by the front entrance (bc it’s always fun to work your way up from the smallest coasters to the largest ones over the course of the day)

it’s an old coaster, a little rickety with one big initial drop and a lot of small hills as the ride slows to a stop. you can tell Mammon’s getting nervous waiting in line because the palm of the hand you’re holding starts sweating and he’s looking a little green in the gills every time he looks up at the first hill. you chalk it up to first-ride jitters and say nothing of it when you take your seats three rows from the back and start the slow, agonizing climb to the top of the hill. on the descent down the first hill, Mammon basically squawks and grips your hand so tight it almost feels like he’s going to break your bones, but by the smaller hills his shrieks turn into breathless laughter and he does have fun!!! but oh man that initial drop freaks him out

you do some carnival games to cool down before getting in line for another ride. Mammon is somehow really good at every game that’s supposed to be rigged to make you lose, and he ends up winning you a giant stuffed bear, a banana hat, and a little pink stuffed sheep and even though you’re trying to figure out the logistics of how to carry all this stuff around the park all day, you don’t say anything about it because Mammon looks SO proud of himself (and he also thinks you look really cute buried in stuffed animal prizes and he keeps kissing you on the forehead and on the nose and on the cheek so you decide the inconvenience is worth it)

but when you get in line for the next ride Mammon gets all nervous again and this time you nudge his shoulder and ask what about roller coasters freaks him out so much, and his mouth twists a little in distaste when he says he really doesn’t like the visual of plummeting towards the ground on the first drop. you think on that for a moment, squeezing his hand reassuringly. when you get to the front of the line and get ready to take your seats, you tell him to close his eyes and pretend he’s flying! he does loop-de-loops and dive-bombs all the time when he’s flying around so this is hardly any different, right??

he’s skeptical but he gives it a try and it kind of works?! the climb to the top of the hill is still crazy nerve-wracking but he has way more fun with his eyes closed!! this is also a huge bonus for you because when you go to the little booth at the exit of the ride where you can buy those pictures they take on one of the hills, you see the picture of you and Mammon pop up on the screen and his eyes are squeezed shut but he has the biggest goofiest smile on his face and whjgejgwh it’s the cutest thing ever and you absolutely have to shell out 20 bucks to keep it forever

there’s also a couple water rides at this park and I think Mammon has a fucking blast on those, immediately starting splash fights with you and trying to trick you into sitting in the spot that will get you the most drenched because he thinks it’s hilarious. but jokes on him because he’s sitting right next to you so when the biggest splash hits you you throw your arms around him and pull him towards your seat and he gets just as soaked as you do

I think if you’re a big thrill seeker you tell him he can sit out of the biggest and scariest rides if he wants, and he only talks big and says “nothin’ scares the great mammon!” until he gets in line with you and looks up at that first hill and immediately feels nauseous lol.

the sun goes down an hour or so before the park closes and all the rides start lighting up in all different colors, and you and Mammon go on one of those big swing rides that lifts you high up and lazily spins you around way above all the other rides in the park. Mammon really likes this one, it’s flying without the free falling, and as you look down at all the glowing lights he can’t tear his eyes away from you, grinning at you so soft and tender it makes your heart ache when you look up and catch his gaze.

of course you end the day on the ferris wheel, making out like teenagers the second the door to your little pod closes <3

and then on the drive home you try to stay awake to keep Mammon company but you can’t stop yawning so Mammon just laughs softly and turns on some soft jazz and cracks the window to let in the warm summer night air and that lulls you right to sleep. and when you get home he doesn’t even bother trying to wake you up, just lifting you out of the passengers seat and carrying you to bed, and you’re both so worn out he forgoes pjs entirely and you both snooze, fully clothed, tangled up in each other on top of the covers

#so this got so long. can you tell I’ve thought about this for millions of years #need an amusement park date with him so bad I’m actually sick #obey me mammon #god I get deep into stuff like this and I just start tearing my hair out I MISS HIMMMMM GOD!!!!!#obey me swd #obey me nightbringer #bonus points if you can guess the amusement park I was thinking about lmao #I tried to keep it generic and not use name but alas I am biased towards ***** *****

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spacelemon · 1 month ago

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Unused Yona Stuff Pt.3

In the previous posts I covered Npc_Zora_Swordswoman bone structure and the test emotions that new characters in TOTK received. Now to put it all together.

Below is the animation in the order I believe it was meant to be played and my observations. Note: Her facial rig is messed up due to the roughly 10% difference I mentioned in a previous post.

Below is the animations found in "Npc_Zora_Swordswoman_Animation.anim"

SageSkillAwake_St: the start of the animation where Yona reaches over (to where the Gourd bone is located.

SageSkillAwake_Wait: Yona has taken the Gourd object and is now waiting on input from the player in a looping animation.

These types of looping animations are generally associated with live gameplay. In BOTW we would call these eventflows (.bfevfl) and non-live gameplay we call them timelines (.bfevtm).

TOTK also uses a similar system although I am not familiar in its usage.

SageSkillAwake_Takeout: Yona has taken the gourd object and is pouring something out. My favorite of the bunch. Considering she's shaking it, its likely something physical. The next animation shows her displaying it, so its likely something not liquid!

SageSkillAwake_Loop: Doesn't have a tag that helps describe what she's doing, but it appears she's holding up whatever _Takeout is supposed to be. This is why I doubt she poured a liquid out.

SageSkillAwake_Entrust: Yona throwing whatever she was holding. Hard to say if she was throwing this at Link or someone else.

Considering how high up she is throwing it, it may not be Link (Sidon perhaps) or maybe she's standing further away from the player. The animation is called "entrust" rather than "throw" so I believe this is her giving it to someone.

So what is Yona holding exactly? I really have no idea but there is another gourd shaped object introduced TOTK.

This next part is speculation but I believe she is showing Link how to use the splash fruit. It would make sense for TOTK to show new players how to use the new fruit to clear the domain.

Yona is involved in cleaning the statue when you arrive so this may be an initial draft of that idea.

One last thing I wanted to take note of is the tag "SageSkillAwake". While I am not under the assumption that Yona was ever going to be considered a Sage it makes me wonder if she was going to follow Link and interact with enemies.

Yona went from:

"Npc_Zora_Swordswoman"

"Npc_Zora_Fencer" (this is still referenced in a majority of her files!)

"Npc_Zora_Princess".

A reduction in fighting role for sure!

Finally the "SageSkill" tag is referenced in the other Sages such as Riju and Tulin when doing their abilities. They do not share the Awake naming however.

So in conclusion, I think Yona was going to be a more active participant in TOTK during the Zora portion of the game and may have even been a temporary companion of Link. There's a lot of speculation I'm doing so if anyone else has dug into the files or any other observations please let me know!

Also I've only played through TOTK once so far so if any of this *IS* used then I apologize LOL.

#Yona #TOTK #Unused #Zora #Sidon

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wncestnoir · 3 months ago

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It's hot here all the time, my mind is turning to summer. So! The Wednesday question this week is-

What are your summertime Sam and Dean heandcanons or ideas? Doesn't even have to be wincest specific just what do you think of with them and the season?

Thanks! 😘

ughh, i love this ask! thank you for making me think about summer and the winchesters <3

i like to think of summer as this little soft, golden bubble of peace in sam and dean's minds—maybe one of the only peaceful things they ever had.

dean 100% used to take sam to get ice cream when it was too hot to do anything else, and he’d always let sam pick the flavor even if it was something weird like bubblegum or rainbow swirl. and fairs?? they were everything. dean would drag sam from booth to booth, determined to win him something—like those stupid giant stuffed animals or a plastic sword—and he’d get all cocky about it too, like “watch this, sammy,” before absolutely rigging the game just to see sam laugh.

and swimming—dean totally taught sam how to swim in some random lake or sketchy motel pool, holding him up and pretending to be a serious swim instructor while sam was flailing and yelling. and when the heat was too much and sleep just wasn’t happening, they’d sneak outside and lie on the roof of the car or in the grass, stargazing in that warm, sticky silence. just the crickets, the soft breeze, and the stars above them. it was the one time the world actually felt quiet.

they didn’t do all that stuff anymore as adults—life just got too heavy. too much end-of-the-world bullshit, too many losses. but the memories stuck. summer always brings that ache, that nostalgia. those long, lazy days where they didn’t have to worry about school or hunting or anything. just hot air, cold drinks, and that endless stretch of time while they waited for john to come back and uproot their lives again.

and okay—one of my favorite headcanons: sneaking into the motel pool at night. everything’s still and quiet except for the water lapping gently, the glow of the pool lights, and maybe a few fireflies blinking in the darkness. it’s warm but peaceful, and they’re both just there, suspended in the moment. and it’s so much—the heat, the quiet, the closeness—that they don’t even think, they just kiss. like it was inevitable. like summer itself pulled them together.

there’s just something so soft and sacred about summer for them. it’s the one thing that didn’t ask anything from them. no war, no monsters, no trauma. just them, the sun, and time that felt like it would never run out.

#wincest #samdean #weirdcest #my headcanons

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stardust948 · 3 months ago

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Hi hi!

Consider. (Unless you already wrote this which given how much you write is both possible and likely)

Zutara, Hunger games AU

Maybe they are from different districts. Maybe Zuko and Azula are careers. Or Azula is in line to be the year after him.

How would it develop?

Would June the bounty hunter be a Haymitch figure?

Hi Gloomybadger!

I think a Hunger Games Zutara AU would go down a bit differently.

⚠️Spoilers for Sunrise on the Reaping ⚠️

The Fire Nation would be the Capitol with Azulon acting as President Snow. Ozai would still request the throne like in the show and Azulon tasked him to get rid of Zuko as punishment. So, at 10 years old Zuko is face branded, disowned, and banished to the lowest, poorest district. The Southern Water Tribe.

Zuko grew up an outcast in the Tribe since he's Fire Nation and Azulon's grandson. He developed a little crush on the Chief's daughter, Katara, but never acted on it. He was too focused on trying to return home and Katara was too focused on making sure her tribe didn't starve.

When Zuko turned 16, Ozai took the throne and rigged the Reaping to get rid of the district leaders' children. Both Katara and Sokka are reaped that year. Zuko volunteered to take Sokka's place, shocking everyone.

Katara immediately didn't trust him and assumed he had alterative motives to aid his family. Which is not entirely false. Zuko believed if he won the Hunger Games, then his father would welcome him back home. They fight about this on the journey to the Fire Nation.

Once in the Fire Nation, they are assigned Jun as a mentor since the SWT doesn't have any living victors. Jun noticed the friction between Zuko and Katara and encourages them to get along at least until the Careers are picked off. She also teased them about fighting like an old married couple which got a rise out of them.

The prep days in the Fire Nation did not go well. Zuko and Katara are treated like animals alongside their fellow tributes. They ended up siding with each other for safety's sake. Katara stood up to their escort who threatened to whip Zuko and Zuko backed up Katara against a Career trying to fight her.

During all of this, Zuko realized how truly corrupted his father and ancestors are for supporting the Hunger Games. What was shown to the rest of the Four Nations was extremely sanitized compared to the reality behind scenes.

Speaking of which, the Gamemakers pick up on the chemistry between Katara and Zuko and play it up on screen. Jun leans into it, saying it could be their ticket of survival. Zuko and Katara aren't thrilled, especially since they have been catching actual feelings for each other, but they do it anyways. Right before they're sent to the arena, Iroh makes contact with Zuko. He gave him tips about the arena and how to destroy it.

The Hunger Games go on as planned. Zuko and Katara are separated in the arena but eventually find each other. Together, they try to help the younger kids who survived but aren't able to save them. Zuko kept dropping cryptic hints about his plan to destroy the arena. Katara picked up on this and helped him.

Unfortunately, the plan failed which only left them the lovers' angle especially since a new rule was implemented where both District partners could be the victors if they survived. The Gamemakers sent a specialized mutt after them as punishment for messing with the arena. Zuko shielded Katara and took a lightning bolt to the chest, leaving just her and the remaining Career left.

Katara killed the Career then used bloodbending to heal Zuko. (Which was an illegal bending move in the Games.) The double victors rule is revoked at the last second. Zuko and Katara decide to kill themselves as a last act of rebellion until the Gamemakers step in and allow both to win. The audience loved the romance too much and would riot if they both died.

Zuko and Katara return as victors and paraded around the Fire Nation. Firelord Ozai crowned them both and Zuko finally sees him for who he truly is. Ozai told them to enjoy their homecoming, and he made it especially heartwarming. Katara and Zuko are beyond worried but can't do anything until they return to the SWT.

Once they finally made it back home, they find Princess Azula and her army in charge of the government now and Katara's family dead from a mysterious "accident". Katara is absolutely devasted and Azula personally taunts Zuko. Life is even harder under her rule. Zuko and Katara only have each other to lean on for support. Their relationship, amped up for cameras, becomes real.

Next year for the Quarter Quell, they are both reaped and sent back to the Hunger Games. Iroh has another, better plan to break the Games. With nothing else to lose, Zuko and Katara agree.

This time, they're successful.

#i'm convinced everlark is genderbent zutara #I mixed together the original trilogy and the prequel books #there's also an actual zutara hunger games fic called The Black Games #i think it's on fanficnet.com #i haven't read it yet but heard it's good #mutuals #atla #atla au #zutara #zutara au #hunger games au #zutara hunger games au #sotr spoilers #sunrise on the reaping spoilers #ficlet #star's writing #thanks for the ask!

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maddy-k-reads-all-day · 8 months ago

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Drawing the Line - Amanda the Adventurer fantape

Edit: The title sounded a bit to serious for this silly little fic

Previous Tape

Riley takes the next tape and puts it into the VCR. The tape glitches a bit before it starts to play. The episode begins with Amanda holding a bunch of coloring supplies before noticing Riley.

“Hi Riley,” Amanda whispers, “Wanna color with me?”

“Amanda? Where did you go? I think the episode is about to start!” Wooly calls out. Amanda makes a shushing motion with her finger and hides behind the couch. “Oh… hi Riley. Have you seen Amanda?”

“Nope. Why don’t I wait here and you go find her for me.”

“Huh? Well… okay…” Wooly says with uncertainty. He walks away. Amanda switches the tape to her bedroom. Her dresser is now against her door.

“What’s going on?” Riley asks.

“Nothing!” Amanda laughs nervously in an extremely quiet voice, “I just… you’re leaving after this tape right? Wooly told me. So… I wanted to spend some time with you… like… just you…”

“Okay? And?”

“I don’t want Wooly to feel bad.”

“So you’re barricading your door and hiding from him?”

“Okay I see how that’s not the best plan…” Amanda sighs.

“Did you get in a fight or something?”

“No… it’s just… we hang out like… almost all the time… and like… I wanted a little me time you know? I mean he got an episode almost all to himself, why can’t I have mine?”

“And he doesn’t want that?”

“I don’t know… Wooly is… sensitive. He seems to take the littlest things the wrong way. When I tried to tell him I wanted some alone-time he got really upset… and we had so much fun yesterday… I don’t want to ruin it.”

“I think if anything is going to ruin it, it’s deliberately avoiding him and never telling him why.”

“Yeah… you’re probably right.” Amanda sighs. She teleports Wooly into the room.

“Wha? Why am- Oh! Amanda there you are!”

“Hi Wooly…”

“What’s wrong?” Wooly asks.

“Um… Wooly?” Amanda pauses, she looks at Riley nervously.

“Go on.” Riley says.

“Okay… Wooly… remember how I talked about wanting some me-time?”

“Yeah…?”

“Well… I think I wanna just have an adventure drawing with Riley today.”

“What? Why? Did I do something wrong?”

“No Wooly you didn’t do something wrong stop asking me that.”

“Okay…”

“Look, you don’t like drawing and you don’t like hanging out with Riley. Right?” Amanda asks.

“I guess so…” Don’t just admit that! Riley thinks.

“I want some me-time and you get a day off. Win-win right?” Amanda explains. Wooly looks kind of sad, “C’mon Wooly please?”

“I guess…”

“Great!” Amanda beams, gently pushing him out of the room, “Have fun!”

“Amanda…”

“Shush. Today, we’re drawing some pictures!” Amanda announces, dropping to the floor and opening her sketchbook and crayons. “C’mon you too!” Riley turns around and sees their sketchbook and colored pencils on the table.

“Alright.” Riley smiles. This could be fun.

“You know I really like to draw, do you like to draw?” Amanda asks. Riley types in yes.

“Oh please, you don’t have to use that. Just talk to me, please?”

“Yeah, I love to draw. Kind of what I do for a living actually.” Riley answers. Amanda’s eyes widen and her whole face lights up with curiosity.

“Really?”

“Yeah I design and rig v-tuber models for people.” they explain. Amanda looks… completely confused. Oh yeah… v-tubers weren’t really a thing back then huh? “I um… design characters for people and make animated models they can use to make videos with?” That is the worst explanation ever…

“Wow that sounds neat! I wonder if I could’ve done that…”

“I’m sure you could with time and practice. Once you get out I could teach you-”

“If I get out…”

“Ah-”

“Nevermind… forget I said anything.”

“Okay.”

“Let’s draw! I’m thinking of making… an apple pie! What colors should I use?” Riley clicks on the silver and tannish color. The colors of the apple pie they made together. Amanda smiles and starts to color.

“You draw something too!”

“Like…”

“Anything you want.”

“Alright…” Riley starts to draw Amanda being free in the real world. They look up at Amanda’s drawing, now she’s drawing Kate.

“Kate was really nice… I used to talk to her all the time… I really liked her…”

“Yeah…”

“I miss her…”

“Me too…” Riley sighs. They start sketching Kate into the picture… without even realizing it.

“Her hair was blond right?”

“Yeah…”

“What color is your hair Riley?”

“Blond… like hers.”

“Mmm…” Amanda starts sketching the lonely kitten in a train, “I’d draw you too, but I can’t really see what you look like. It’s… blurry…?”

“I see…”

“And I can’t.” Amanda jokes. Riley doesn’t get it.

“Amandaaaaa! Want some snacks?” Wooly barges in. Amanda looks… annoyed.

“Wooly… I told you to leave me alone!”

“I know I just… thought you’d be hungry?”

“I’m fine.”

“Oh… okay… Whatcha drawing?”

“I’ll show you I’m done.” Amanda says, covering her sketchbook.

“Okay…” Wooly walks away, leaving the door open. Amanda reaches over and swats it shut with the tip of her hand.

“That was close, he almost saw my warm up sketches.” Amanda chuckles bashfully, opening a new page.

“I know your pain.” Riley whimpers. Amanda starts a new drawing. “Remember that anime I showed you from my phone?”

“Madoka Magica? Yeah I loved it!” Amanda laughs, “But Wooly was so mortified, we thought we killed him!”

“Yeah like, what is he a hamster? Wait- So… Could you even see it?”

“Yeah because it was really close to the screen…” Amanda says.

“So if I…” Amanda looks up and sees Riley’s face EXTREMELY close to the screen. She jumps back in surprise.

“Don’t scare me like that!” she gasps.

“Well, can you see what I look like now?”

“I can see your ginormous face!” Amanda shouts.

“Yeah?”

“Back away Riley you’re freaking me out.”

“Aww… I thought you could draw me too.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll draw you… as… best I can.” Amanda says, catching her breath.

“Okay…”

“Hey Riley look! It’s me back when I was still Rebecca!” Amanda beams, showing the rough sketch. In the picture Riley sees Rebecca, getting a big hug from Sam and Kate. On the side of Kate, a somewhat off version of Riley and Sophie are holding hands. On the side of Sam is Wooly.

“Wooly looks a bit lonely huh?”

“What do you mean, he’s got all of us!”

“And… he’s still a sheep.”

“Well… I don’t really know or remember what Wooly looked like when he was human so…” Amanda shrugs.

“He just looks… left out.”

“No no you don’t get it at all. See, Sam and Kate are my family, and Wooly is like… my brother… I guess…? And you guys are all my friends! I care about you a WHOLE lot. But like… not as much as my family you know.”

“Well, me and Sophie are holding hands.”

“Oh I’m sorry, did you want me to draw you kissing?”

“Amanda… no… that’s not what I mean…”

“Hmm… oooooh! I get it! What if I draw his sister?” Amanda suggests, “Remember, we saw her when Wooly’s memories were showing through the tapes that one time?”

“But she’s… dead…”

“So is Kate… and I still drew her here!”

“I guess that’s true.”

“She’s here in my heart! This picture will never come true anyway!”

“What do you me-”

“Did you need any watercolors by chance?” Wooly asks.

“Wooly…”

“I found them in the living room and-” he sees Amanda glaring at him. “Sorry I’ll go.” Amanda waits till Wooly leaves and closes the door again.

“It’s a picture… of when we escape…” Amanda sighs. “Well… my ideal of it anyway… you know… that I would be able to live with my dad… and talk to Kate… and hang out with you guys and Wooly… I bet in Wooly’s ideal world… his little sister would still be…”

“Amanda…”

“Just… let me have this little dream, okay?” Amanda asks, sounding like she’s going to cry.

“Of course… but um… hey… Sophie and I were talking and… we were thinking… if we get you and Wooly out of here… we’d adopt you… and you can live with us…” Riley says. Amanda looks at them sadly in silence for bit before saying:

“Riley… if it turns out-” she stops. “Don’t ever mention this to Wooly okay?”

“Okay…?”

“Can you promise me something?”

“Depends…”

“Can you get me out of here… no matter what it takes?”

“Of course!”

“Even if it means… will we disappear?”

“What?”

“If it turns out that we can’t get out of here… back in the real world… if we can’t escape without disappearing… you would still let us out of here right?”

“Amanda…”

“You would still set us free, right?”

“If that’s what you want…” Riley sighs, “if that would put your heart at peace…” Amanda smiles tearfully.

“Thank you Riley…

“But… What about Wooly?” Riley wonders. Amanda freezes.

“Would it… be bad if I said… that’s his decision?” Amanda questions, “Like… I don’t want to be here anymore… and while I’d hate to leave him here… I guess I’d get it if he wants to stay… I really am a bad friend huh? Here he is all worried that I’m gonna leave him behind and… if I really had the chance… a real chance to get out of this h--- I’d take it without a second thought.”

“I mean… it’s complicated…” Riley hears a soft thud outside the door.

“He’s got every right to be mad at me.”

“I’m sure he’s not mad at you-”

“He is though… I overheard him talking to Sophie about it. When they had milk and cookies without me.”

“They did what?”

“I’m not mad… Wooly clearly just needed some time to himself too… which is why I don’t get why he’s so bent out of shape about me wanting some.”

“That’s Wooly for you.” Riley sighs, unsure what else to say.

“And I’ve been so patient with him lately. I know he’s been going through a hard time with his memories and all that. I know he’s not okay but like… I’m not either… and sometimes that’s frustrating because… I want someone to lean on too… It's like he relies on me too much. Like I have to be the strong one all the time.”

“Am-”

“It’s the worst because he’s the older one! I… I need someone to talk to too… that’s why I like it when you’re around… or when it’s just us… those couple tapes we had… just us… that was great. Not that I don’t like having Wooly around… but every once and a while… I’d like to spend some time without him, you know?”

“That’s fair…” Riley says.

“Then why does he make me feel like the bad guy?” Amanda wonders.

“I do not!” Wooly protests on the other side of the door. Amanda walks over to the door and opens it. Wooly falls over on his back. “Oh… whoops. Hi Amanda…” he chuckles nervously.

“Wooly!” Riley gasps, “You’re still here?” Riley suddenly panics, noticing Amanda looking angry. Really angry.

“ONE TAPE! ONE FLIPPING TAPE WOOLY! THAT’S ALL I ASKED OF YOU!” Amanda screams, “YOU ACT LIKE THIS EVERY SINGLE TIME! Whenever you want some time to yourself it’s fiiiiine, you can just sneak off without me- but for the love of apples when I wanna have some me-time it’s the end of the world!” Wooly just stands there, kind of stunned. He doesn’t look like he knows what to say, he just looks… kind of angry.

“Let’s talk about boundaries!” Riley interjects trying to stop another potential feud between them. They are just like siblings I swear. Amanda catches on, she takes a deep breath.

“It is very important to respect people’s boundaries!” Amanda instructs. “You see, boundaries are rules we set with our friends and family to let them know how we like to be treated!” Amanda starts poking Wooly’s arm.

“Amanda… Amanda what are you- stop that!” Wooly snaps. Amanda stops poking him.

“See, Wooly told me to stop. He’s setting a boundary.” Amanda explains, “And now I am respecting that boundary. When our boundaries don’t get respected, it can make us very upset. It’s important to explain our boundaries so we don’t get in fights.” Amanda turns to Wooly. “Wooly, I asked you if I could have some alone-time with Riley today. I really wanted to just be left alone. I was setting my boundaries. When you kept coming in and interrupting us, it made me very mad. Can you not do that please?”

“Ok-okay…” Wooly mumbles awkwardly, rubbing his arm. “I’m sorry…”

“Why did you keep coming in, Wooly?” Riley asks. Wooly seems a bit embarrassed by this question.

“I just felt… kind of left out and… I’m not really used to having time to myself… I just got… kind of bored… and restless…”

“You could clean the house.” Amanda suggested. “Plenty of people clean when they’re bored.”

“But… nothing’s messy.”

“Then make things messy.”

“That sounds… wrong.”

“Look Wooly, I don’t know what to tell you. All I know is that I really want to be left alone right now. Could you please respect that?” Amanda pleads. Wooly nods and leaves the room sadly. Amanda closes the door behind him.

“You know you could’ve just invited him to draw with us.”

“No. I’m putting my foot down. I’m setting a boundary.”

“Good for you Amanda.” Riley says in a congratulatory way. She smiles and returns to coloring in her picture.

“I didn’t ask you many questions this episode huh?”

“That’s fine.” Riley shrugs. Amanda quietly sits there coloring and Riley resumes their coloring. It’s a peaceful quiet shared between two friends enjoying an activity together. Amanda seems to enjoy this quite a lot, as she is smiling the entire time. Eventually, both their pictures were done.

“Well you already knew what I drew! It’s all of us! When we escape! Far away from anywhere where Hameln could ever hurt us…”

“I guess we had the same idea…” Riley smirks, showing their picture close to the screen. “It’s me and Sophie giving you and Wooly a big hug when we get you out of there.”

“Aww Riley…” Riley couldn’t see her face, but they could hear the happiness in her voice. “I like spending time with you… if… so… when you go promise me you’ll stay safe okay?”

“I promise.”

“Good… and if we can’t escape. Could you just… keep watching the tapes? Keep spending time with us forever… I know it’s a lot to ask.” Riley pulls the picture away and sees Amanda crying a bit.

“Of course I will. I’d love to.”

“Let’s hang these up.” She smiles tearfully. Before they leave the room Amanda wipes her tears and shouts: “Wooly! I’m done drawing, do you wanna see?”

“Uuuuh… I’m having a bubble bath right now, maybe later.”

“You better not use all my bubble bath.” Amanda responds. An awkward silence is heard.

“Um… enjoy your time with Riley Amanda… I uh… got an errand to run…”

“One of these days I’m going to drown that sheep.” Amanda grumbles to Riley. The tape changes to the kitchen, where Amanda takes out the drawings from her sketchbook and hangs them up. There are more drawings than what she showed to Riley. There’s one of Amanda and Wooly holding hands in front of a big open door. She doesn’t explain that one. “Thanks for hanging out with me today Riley. Come back soon.”

“I will.” Riley says. Amanda smiles at them and the tape ends, falling out of the VCR. The title has changed to “Let’s Talk About Boundaries.” Riley turns around and finds two pictures on the table. The one they drew… and Amanda’s picture that says: To Riley and Sophie. Love, Amanda. Under it is the next tape Stargazing. Riley heads upstairs and hangs the picture on Sophie’s fridge.

“So… how did it go?”

“We had to teach Wooly a lesson about boundaries before Amanda tried to kill him again.”

“Oh so you can be a responsible adult sometimes then.”

“Shut up.” Riley laughs.

“What cute pictures. Amanda drew this one?”

“Yeah… I don’t know how she managed to give it to me though. I just turned around and it was there… She also changed the episode title.”

“Interesting… I’ll have to write that down in my notebook.”

“Yeah.”

“Riley? Do you have to go?” Sophie asks, hugging Riley from behind.

“This lead… could change everything. It’s… remember when Amanda said that Kate almost found a way for them to leave?”

“Didn’t we confirm that it won’t work?”

“Yeah but it was close right? If we find out exactly what that is… we might be able to find a better solution ourselves…”

“And what’s the end goal here?”

“Get them out of there…”

“And defeat Hameln?”

“I’m going to be honest… I don’t think we can.”

“Riley…”

“I mean… Kate and her friend’s couldn’t beat them. Sam couldn’t. The police… the media… Sophie… this cult has existed since the middle ages… thousands of people probably tried to stop them… if they couldn’t… I doubt we could. I just want us to be safe.”

“So… what’s the plan?”

“Get Amanda and Wooly out of the tapes… even if it means that the most we can do is just free their souls… and the souls of the other kids if we can. Best case scenario we find a way so that Hameln can never do this to anyone again… but defeat Hameln… no… I think it’s best to be as realistic about this as possible.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“I think this is the best we can do…” Riley sighs, Sophie looks at them with worry. “We can stop if you want.”

“What?!”

“Do you want to give up?” Riley asks, “I don’t want to force you… force us… into danger if you don’t want it.”

“Riley… but what about Amanda…?” Sophie questions. Riley looks at her sadly.

“I… I don’t know… I don’t know what to do… I want to help her but…” they glance at Amanda’s picture and the tears start running down. “I don’t know if I can…” Sophie bites her lip.

“Hey… it’s okay. We will find a way…” Sophie says softly, “And I’ll be right here with you… through it all…” she glances at the calendar. “Actually, why don’t you stay here? I have no work this weekend. You finish the tapes… I’ll go look into that lead for you.”

“But Sophie-”

“These people all knew me through my mom… but Hameln doesn’t. I won’t be in any danger… and I won’t have to worry about you.”

“It’s just a day Sophie-”

“Exactly… look at you… look how tired you are.” Sophie claps Riley’s face in her hands, “Let me be a part of this.”

“Sophie…”

“Besides… I’m waaaay better at research than you.” She grins, dangling her notebook in Riley’s face. “I’ll be back tomorrow night. Promise. You get some rest… play with Amanda some more. She needs you.”

“I need you.” Riley responds. Sophie just smiles and gives Riley a kiss on the forehead.

“This too shall pass. Now let’s watch those secret tapes and see what we can find.”

Authors Note: Riley is still the main character after all. Guess what? I made an apple pie today :3

Next Tape:

#amanda the adventurer #amanda the adventurer 2 #wooly the sheep #ata 2 #maddykpost #amanda the adventurer wooly #fanfic #fanfiction #maddykwrites

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