#i came here to ship with angie and ship with angie i will

[fanofstuff01]

HERE I AM! Here I am with a little writing of mine!

Before we get started, this AU belongs to @woah-why-i-am-here and they have pretty cool drawings about it. GO CHECK IT OUT!

Considering the show itself is 16+, this is aswell, know it then read this, also it has Valentino.

DEAR TUMBLR! PLEASE DONT TAKE THIS DOWN!

A little summary: Adam fell to hell, needed money, and Valentino was the only one hired him. He owned his soul, and it was too late when Adam realized what he agreed to work on. He is one of Valentino’s top whores now. And of course, Adam and Angel met, in fact, more than ‘met’. Their films sure sell a lot. They slowly become friends and Angel convinces Adam to come to the hotel. This is after these happened. Also not shipping Angel x Adam.

ENJOY! (Also since you love holydust @rius-cave , tagging you!)

“And cut!” Valentino said proudly, ending the scene. “One hour break and we’re here till 8!”

Adam panted as he tried to collect his mind. He slowly backed away from the fish demon gal, wore his robes back and got up to go to his dressing room. This was the third demon he was on top of that day, and sure enough she was not gonna be the last. Today was gonna suck. Val was planning to work on eight fucking movies, not to mention six of them were gay and two of them were with Angel. He was glad the one-hour break came.

“Addie~” He heard someone behind him and felt that certain ‘someone’ gripping his shoulders.

Valentino. Awesome. Just who he needed.

He attempted to not show the fear and hatred he felt to his face and mask. Too bad the fucking thing was programmed to show every emotion on his face, and sometimes they didn’t even needed to be on his face, him feeling them was enough. Angel had a -probably true- theory about it, he thought that it was ‘connected’ to his brain when he wore it. Adam was already regretting that he put the “I will only work with a mask” in his contract. He didn’t like the idea of showing his face on films, but this was much worse. He couldn’t fucking took it off till his shift ended!

“Yes, Val?” He asked, trying to avoid the movements he was doing to his chest. Yes, prick? he corrected himself in his brain.

“You were so, so good in the last one, babe” he chuckled.

“Thank you, Valentino.”

“Go ahead. Rest, baby.” He thought he was gonna leave him, but instead, he leaned in and kissed his cheek, completely disgusting the sinner. He didn’t flinch or resist though, he knew what’d happen if he did. “Oh, I can’t wait to see you and Angie on stage together.” he let out another one of his creepy chuckles and finally let the first man go. Adam almost runned to his dressing room, closed the door behind him and threw himself on the couch.

“Fuuck.” He groaned and tried to grab his wine bottle without getting up.

“Adam?” A familiar voice came from outside.

“Door isn’t locked!” He yelled.

“Hey, dickmaster.” A pink spider demon came inside and sat down beside him, tilted his head back and watched as the demon managed to grab the bottle and drank it without standing up, like his life depended on it.

“Y’know you can choke yourself doin’ that, right?”

“Meh, who the fuck cares.” He get up dazedly and looked inside the bottle with one of his eyes.

“I don’t recommend dying on work hours, Val punishes the ones who do.”

“Unholy shit, that actually happened?!” Adam asked, his pupil-les eyes went wide.

“I saw three accidents.” Angel shrugged. “Any left for me?”

“Sorry, I guess that bitch camera guy sneaked up here again and stole my stash.”

“It’s fine. Wanna eat your food? We’re gonna need energy.” Angel asked and took out two containers out of his bag. “I made lasagna yesterday.”

“Oh, you bet I do then.” He smirked and took his own. Angel knew the best ways to make it.

They chatted together until their break ended.

“Adam! Get your ass here or there will be consequences!” A little window appeared in Adam’s mask, almost like a pop-up ad. It was their costume designer. “And bring Angel with you!”

“Fine, fine! Ugh.” He groaned, swiped the page to make it dissapear and get up. “Who’s idea was putting this shit on this again?” He mumbled to himself. “Let’s go cocksucker, we have another job to do.”

HOW IS IT!?

By the way, Adam’s mask in this is practically based on his original mask, a Voxtech product just for Adam. Like Vox’s screen, it’s like a screen-face.

I’ll continue this

[starsofang]

Hey… hey… how y’all doing?

I’m just going to slowly ignore that fact that this is very late and I totally was asleep all yesterday. That’s my excuse, angie. I SWEAR!!! Pinky swear!

Anyway! SOAP😭 I’ve said it so many times and to be fair you’re probably tired of hearing it but I love the way you write him. I can’t even begin to put the feeling into words. I’m always down for funny, a little dumb, Soap. But the way you write him is so amazing. He’s smart but funny, he’s got good humor but isn’t totally and annoyingly obnoxious. He’s obviously very strong, which wow, is very hot just so you know. Finding someone who writes Soap like you do is so hard and I’m so jealous that you can do it.

I could practically hear his heart break though :((( you can’t give ANY OF THEM happiness can you. SHE SAID ONLY GAZ AND PRICE😭😭😭😭😭😭 I COULD HEAR SOAPS HEART BREAK😭😭😭 I don’t think he’ll tell those two, either out of privacy for her or jealousy for him. But it makes me wonder if she’s even under the impression that she likes Ghost and Soap? Has she even realized it? Have they even interacted enough for her to think that she might have some type of feelings for them.

Soap was so gentle with her too. He assured her that he wouldn’t do anything untoward to her and was attempting to keep her calm when he saw just how bad the bruise was. Which makes me wonder just how bad it really is.

Nurse rant incoming: Broken ribs without treatment can be deadly. Sepsis and other types of infections can seriously hurt her. I don’t know if you’re going that way but seriously, that’s so insane. Not to mention, if he steps in certain places on her ribs, if he breaks one it could puncture whatever it was protecting. By the way you describe where the bruising is, I’d take a wild guess and say, if a kid came into my ER with that bruising, I’d immediately think that some internal bleeding and maybe a punctured pancreas could be going on but that’s also because I read how he was STEPPING on her.

BUT aside from that. John😭😭😭😭😭Price😭😭😭😭😭 He doesn’t even know why she want’s to go back home and the fact that he agreed anyways is absolutely gut wrenching. He cares so much for her and I always had faith that he truly was a good man. Take that John Price Haters😒🫵🏻 Though what does worry me is that they burned down her entire village, yes? She’s going to be heartbroken if they really do take her back to her home. Even if she’s going there to help her figure out her dream (which what the fuck?????) Her entire village and people are dead. I don’t think she’ll pull away from them but she might be heartbroken all over again.

Alsooooo, I didn’t really know how to interpret this part but is Soap now aware that she knows about him and Ghost? Did he take it as a joke? Maybe Is accidentally skipped over a very important part which probably wouldn’t be surprising. Also are all four of them already involved but we just don’t know it yet? If so you probably won’t tell me. Traitor 😒

Have the night you deserve angie, I’m coming for you. 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

hi babes 😜 fancy seeing u here like. four days late. oops.

i’m never tired of hearing it pookie, soap is just probably my favorite (besides gaz 😫) and i feel like it’s evident in the way i write him. it’s peak favoritism at its finest. he’s funny, charming, but also hot when he’s angry LORD he’s the package

love ur lil nurse rants because i genuinely wing the fuck out of injuries, especially dove’s. like. i work as a pharmacist. i deal with drugs. idk shit about injuries except how to make the boo boo feel better and obviously on a pirate ship i can’t even do that because hello, i don’t think oxy was invented yet 😭 who would just carry that around. gotta wing her medicines too that she can’t even use. damn anyway it puts things into perspective for me and i’m coming to you for health advice soon mwah

price the man u are. yeah nah she definitely gonna be hit with reality as soon as she sees that crispy ass village again but yknow what? she asked for it. plus going back is important and you’ll find out why 😚

i like to think soap knows. i kind of put it up for interpretation but let’s be honest they’re not very subtle. who leaves the door open when you’re kissing a homie. hello? not him

as for all of them being involved? four men on a ship together gets lonely. i’ll leave it at that.

love u as always 😙

[sodabranch]

Halo here, still waiting for the next time their irl friends are up to play Lethal Company together... Justice time!

1. One thing that would suck about the Company is that I doubt it you get time off for illness/injuries. So imagine the dilemma of Justice having to leave to look after the employees heading to the bunker, but also being worried about the one needing to be left to rest on the ship.

Other than the issue of the employee being unable to react timely to an enemy lurking near the ship, I see Justice's past experiences worsening their mental conflict. They were always there, when the master or someone in the household got sick, so leaving them feels unnatural.

And what if it's something they can't simply recover from? Earning a disability is bound to be as easy as death itself, on the job.

2. Okay, this one isn't a Justice specific one. I was thinking, man, even the freakiest and erratic of nutcracker OCs will find a human out there who thinks they're really cool! Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

Because the nutcrackers have parasites, making them semi living, what if one could apply a freaking soulmate AU to it?!

3. Justice, in the past, waiting for the master to come home from work, but they're coming home late. How would Justice react? I could imagine it thinking about how it can't just make a phone call.

Sure, you could easily turn the idea into angst, but I see it that the master simply had overtime, and eventually came home just fine. But Justice is a bit angy they never warned it, because it was worried...

4. The employees and Justice were gathering scrap from a mansion. Everyone is back inside the ship, confident that Justice will soon return safely. In the midst in the snowstorm, they see its approaching silhouette, but something about it is different? Oh, that's right, it's carrying scrap, too. But what?

As Justice steps inside, they see it's a—

Oh no, it's a somehow decently preserved and clean puffy dress?! Justice is irradiating excitement; isn't this fitting for a partner to wear for a waltz? The employees, on the other hand, are thinking 'Oh crap, it's gonna make one of US wear it!' They then push the one who they know Justice sees as the master to the front of the group, like a sort of sacrificial offering to wear the dress.

~ Halo

Oh, I'm also waiting for my friends to have a free night so we can play Lethal together and totally suffer the consequences of our own actions...

I just arrived home a moment ago so brace yourself:

Aaaand no, I also doubt the Company would be so kind to offer you some time off or even compensation lol. Once you're away from Gordion you're on your own, buddy;; better read the fine print.

Justice would be torn between staying with them or helping the team. On one side, it would be able to provide care for the injuried person, aiding them on their needs and staying guard in case any entity was to take advantage of their state; on the other side, there's no way it is going to abandon the team!!! four people is still better than three. Yes, of course it believes that the team can totally fend for themselves!! but maybe just maybe,,, what if some monster sneaks up on them and it can't do anything, then what!

In the amidst of this mental dilemma, Justice settles on giving the crewmate a walkie and gestures for them to use it if something were to happen, then helps tucking them in the uncomfortable bunk bed (to much of Justice's dismay. It really has ought to look for a way for them to rest more comfortably...), and there's no way it is going to forget the "healing kiss" to the forehead before heading out with the rest of the crew. Then maybe it would keep checking on them from time to time, excusing itself to "bring some scrap back to the ship".

Oof I let myself get invested in that one,,,

AND UMGMMGGMMGMG, SOULMATE AU???? ON MY BLOG?? MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK- I REALLY need to think of a way to make this real???? I never thought of it as a possibiity, but you're kinda so right? Preach.

Asdhsdhd also choking up from thinking of Justice waiting by the door to see if their master makes it home safely...

At the start, it would be a bit confused, they were supposed to arrive some time ago! Well, could have been a slight delay, but that doesn't erase the nagging thought telling it something might have happened. What if they got injured on their way back? What if someone did something? What if this? What if- Enough for now, it should think more rationally than that. So naturally, Justice decides to busy itself with some cleaning while it waits... Only for more minutes to pass and for it to start growing more and more worried. Now without any tasks to do while it waits it just sits motionless on the entryway, expecting to see them any second now...

And it's not until the sound of keys turning and the door creaking open that it can rest, seeing the face of their master and mentally restraining itself from running up and hugging them. For now, it is glad it got to see their face for another day.

AAAAAAA THE LAST ONE THE LAST ONE

Just just imagine,, while exploring this mansion, Justice finds itself in some sort of bedroom. Rummaging through it, it wasn't long before something caught it's attention: a perfectly preserved dress stored inside some sort of garment bag... The sight alone brought back so many memories of packed ballrooms and the many dances that took place, most of which Justice had to spectate. As a guard, it was supposed to watch over the people, never let in the fun.

So it guesses the crew won't have much trouble when it brings the beautiful garment back to the ship!! One of them even stepping forward, how sweet!

and im cutting it here because it may be getting too long :9 but I have so many new ideas giggles*

[baenyth]

Bizarre V3 AU Explanations and More!

I wanted to explain a bit more about the ongoings of my Bizarre V3 AU a bit more and explain some behind-the-scenes stuff, so let's-a-go!

All of the main 16 characters have or will have superpowers! This was foreshadowed in Miu's, Maki's, Ryoma's, Kokichi's, Gonta's, Kirumi's, and Tenko's character descriptions. I don't know what everyone's will be, but a basic description of the power system is that they have the rareness and luck factor of Stands from Jojo but resemble the Devil Fruit users in One Piece more in that the abilities are physical and can be seen by anyone. Unlike Devil Fruits, abilities can be stacked and there can be multiples of the same ability, so two people could be elastic, but one can drain stamina and convert it into light while another can generate electricity and make metal and plastic float around.

There's also a second power system that's essentially Haki from One Piece. Willpower shaped into three different forms.

The Seven Holy Essences are one of the main things Bizarre V3 will be about aside from the characters themselves. Their inspirations are the infinity stones, the chaos emeralds, antiquated western and Japanese astronomy/mythology, and the general concept that plot coupons could be anything, really.

The "smaller, lesser essences" are based on the fixed stars and are a pretty important part in the overall backstory.

I don't have too much of a plot laid out so far, but I want it to be five "seasons" of sort. All I have is season 1 (basically what the character introductions set up,) season 2 (Idabashi lore, maybe take inspiration from Sonic Adventure 2? Add in the Purple People Eater somewhere, first final boss fight, etc.) and season 3 (version 3 of Star-Hunter Squadron: Elite Rangers!)

Characters do wear alternate outfits, including day-by-day clothes (well, most of them have day-by-day clothes.) Shuichi has clothes on and off the job, Kaede has a variety of sweater vest-related combos, Miu wears various outfits that are not lab-safe, etc.

Ships I'll feature are as follows: Saimatsu, Harukaito, Tenmiko and maybe even polyamory with Angie, Irumatsu (in the form of awkward and bitter exes,) ambiguous and possibly one-sided Saioma, Omota, and Omeno, Kokichi x some original character that appears in season 2 and is supposed to have a ludicrous amount of chemistry with him, and Kirumiu (is that the name for Kirumi x Miu? Miurumi?), mostly because I like it and my idea for it is that two women trying to get information out of eachother end up bonding over a lot of similarities between the two.

Writing-wise, the hardest part for me is trying to fit the Himiko plots into everything else. Himiko's busy with her overprotective girlfriend, joining what may be a cult, and serial killers while the other three-fourths of the cast is trying to figure out what the hell is going on with displacements and blue glows. Maybe Gonta gets depressed and exhausted from finding no results and goes to see one of Himiko's shows or even invites Himiko and her lovely assistant over, but Tenko gets involved in said displacements and blue glows.

To explain what I mean by "disappearances, reappearances, and displacements," here's some of the mysteries described: "Help! I can't find my husband" solved as "Oh! There's my husband! At a restaurant we went to once and hated? And he doesn't know how he got there?", "I couldn't find my keys, but they were in the attic. I wasn't in the attic since five years ago.", and "What the heck is the TV remote doing in my neighbor's front lawn?"

Danganronpa will appear as an in-universe franchise, but non-V3 characters will appear. It'll make sense when it comes up. Also fake memories implanted into vessels may show up.

There will be a fight scene between Maki and Kirumi in season 1 where they both use their powers because 1. They are on opposing sides and 2. Cool strong women fighting.

My idea of "Ryoma heavily interacting with DICE" partly came due to my desire to do something unique with Ryoma. I'm honestly getting tired of him being paired up with Kirumi and Gonta. I think there'll be a scene between Ryoma and Kirumi in season 2 and possibly onward, but in general I want Kokichi and Kirumi to interact, maybe a few Kokichi-Gonta interactions too, but little-to-no Ryoma-Gonta interactions. Also it makes sense to pair up the criminals and the gentleman and maid together.

The Gokuhara manor's description of vegetation growing in and around it is supposed to be similar to how there was vegetation growing in the Ultimate Academy for Gifted Juveniles.

Rantaro has to be the green ranger because his western VA played The green ranger. I had a power rangers hyperfixation when I was 10.

[thelastspeecher]

@elishevart and I were discussing my Accidental Abduction AU and came up with the idea of Stan getting a transplant of an alien organ in that AU. I made a couple references to some ideas I had for the scenario that I was going to keep close to my chest to be used in a write of some sort. Well, here is that write!

(Timeline-wise, this ficlet takes place after this one.)

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              Ford stared at the breakfast his alien sister-in-law, Angie, had laid out for him.  It consisted of three slices of what appeared to be a small loaf of dark red bread with blue spots, a jar of a bright teal jelly, and a glass of milk.  Deciding to start with the most familiar item, Ford took a long drink of the glass of milk.  Immediately, he gagged.  It wasn’t milk.  It had the consistency of a high-pulp orange juice and the flavor of salted butterscotch.

              “Oh, dear,” Angie said.  She was helping her twin daughters, Danny and Daisy, get ready for school in the adjacent living room, and had heard Ford’s negative reaction.  “Do you not like it?”

              “No, it’s not that,” Ford said quickly, trying to avoid offending her.  He took a tentative sip of the drink.  Now that he knew what to expect, it was actually quite pleasant.  “It just looked like something on Earth that is quite different in both taste and texture.  I was merely shocked by the inconsistency.”

              “Oh, okay.  Good.  Let me know if you dislike any of your food.”

              “I will.”

              I will not.

              “What is it, if you don’t mind me asking?”

              “Juice.”

              “From what sort of plant?” Ford asked.

              “I could tell you, but you wouldn’t be able to pronounce it,” Angie said idly.

              “Ah.  I see.”  Ford tentatively picked up a slice of bread, spread it with the teal jelly, and took a bite.  To his surprise and relief, it tasted like a toasted cinnamon raisin bagel with a generic berry spread.  Stan wandered into the kitchen, shirtless.

              “Daddy, put clothes on!” Danny said fiercely.  Stan raised an eyebrow at his daughter.

              “Or what?”

              “They won’t let you go to work!”

              “Nah, I’ll just tell ‘em it’s a human holiday or something,” Stan said dismissively.  Danny and Daisy giggled.  Stan looked over at Ford.  “Do you want some coffee, Poindexter?”

              “Is it actual coffee or just this planet’s equivalent?” Ford asked warily.

              “Actual coffee.”

              “…How?”

              “Turns out, it’s not just humans that like coffee.  Aliens do, too.”  Stan grabbed a bag from a cupboard, poured the contents into an object that looked like a kettle, and pressed a button on the kettle.  “The crashed ship you were exploring that got you sent here?  It was probably part of a mission a while back to collect valuable resources from uncontacted planets, like coffee from Earth.” 

              “I’ll take a cup, then.”

              “Good, because I already set it up to make two servings, and Angie doesn’t drink it.”  Stan paused.  “Uh, a quick warning, though.  They got coffee plants to grow here, but they aren’t exactly like on Earth.  The coffee here tastes a bit different.”

              “Different how?” Ford asked.  Stan turned to face him.

              “Well, it’s kinda-”

              “Where did that scar come from?” Ford blurted out, staring at Stan’s abdomen.  Stan looked down, as though wondering what scar Ford was referring to.  He looked back up.

              “Oh, that thing?”  Stan chuckled.  “It’s a funny story, actually.”

              Judging by the appearance, I highly doubt that.  The jagged scar was clearly old and healed, but large, stretching across the right side of Stan’s upper abdomen.

              “It most certainly is not!” Angie snapped, confirming Ford’s suspicions.  She looked at her daughters.  “Girls, go get your shoes on.”  Danny and Daisy obediently ran off to get their shoes from their room.  Angie walked into the kitchen and leaned against the wall, scowling.  “Stan, we were terrified for you!  You can’t just act like what happened was a joke!”

              “I was being a stupid kid when it happened.  In my book, that makes it funny.”

              “Ugh.”  Angie rolled her eyes.

              “What happened, exactly?” Ford asked warily.

              “A year or two after I moved in for good, I was goofing off on this motorcycle thing a friend was souping up,” Stan said.  “Since I was a stupid kid, I crashed it.  Passed out right away.  Next thing I knew, I woke up in the hospital, with Angie’s family there, completely freaking out.”

              “Can you blame us?” Angie asked.  “Your spleen ruptured!”  Ford’s eyes widened.

              “Stanley, that’s a serious injury,” he said.

              “That’s what I’m saying!” Angie said, the New Jersey accent she had picked up from Stan coming out particularly strong.  Stan rolled his eyes, making Angie huff.

              “You don’t have a spleen anymore?” Ford asked.

              “Nope, still got one.”

              “But if your spleen ruptured…”

              “They grew me a new one,” Stan said with a shrug.  Ford’s jaw dropped.  “Angie, do you wanna explain it?  You’ve got the science background.”

              “Hmph.  Fine.”  Angie looked at Ford.  “The medical field on this planet has advanced enough that we are able to grow new organs for people who may need them.”  Her voice had become stilted and robotic, indicating that what she was saying was being translated from her native tongue by the translator brooch pinned to Ford’s shirt.  “We use their genetic information to grow that organ in a medical facility.  Without any defects that may have resulted in their need for a new organ, of course.”  Angie looked at Stan.  “With Stan, though, the doctors were a bit nervous, as the technology has not been tested on humans.  We found Stan a doctor who had training in human physiology, but even he was uncertain of how to proceed.  Ultimately, they decided to grow Stan a new spleen, with half of the genetic material coming from Stan and the other half coming from a suitable donor.  This would allow for the technology to work but also keep Stan’s body from rejecting the organ.”

              “By suitable donor, you mean…”

              “A member of my species,” Angie said.               “And it worked?” Ford asked.  Angie nodded.  “But…how?”

              “Our species are close enough to produce offspring capable of having their own offspring,” Angie said.  “I think it makes sense that a donor could be found for Stan.”

              “Fair enough,” Ford mumbled.  Danny and Daisy returned.  Angie walked over to Stan and kissed the top of his head.  Some part of Ford wished that he had been there when Stan first came to the planet.

              He’s always been so sensitive about the fact he’s shorter than average.  I’d imagine he’d have quite the reaction to effectively being a dwarf in this society.

              “I’ll drop the girls off with my parents on my way to work.  Please make sure you pack lunch for yourself and Stanford.”

              “Why am I getting a packed lunch?” Ford asked.  Stan frowned at him.

              “You’re coming with me to work, genius.  Did you think I was gonna leave you here all day?  Alone in my house?  With weird alien stuff that you don’t understand but definitely want to mess around with?”  Ford winced.

              When he phrases it like that…

              “Don’t worry, Ang, I’ll take care of him,” Stan said to his wife.  He kissed her on the cheek.  “Have a good day at work.”

              “You too, starlight,” Angie crooned.  She walked away.  Stan watched her leave, a goofy grin on his face.

              “Bye, kids!” he called.

              “Bye, Daddy!” Danny and Daisy shouted as Angie ushered them out the door.  The door had just closed behind Angie and the children when the kettle made a piercing whistle.  Stan grabbed two mugs from the same cupboard the coffee beans had been stored in and poured a hefty serving of liquid from the kettle into each mug.  He handed Ford a mug.  Ford stared at the drink, which was an off-white color.

              “I thought you said it was coffee,” Ford said.

              “It is.  I also said that the plants grow different on this planet.”  Stan took a sip from his own mug.  “Guess it’s just what happens when you stay somewhere long enough.  The place you’re in changes you.”

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              Ford managed to last a few hours before his curiosity and fascination could no longer be contained.

              “Stanley?” he said.  Stan tore his gaze away from the report he was going over.  Stan’s office at the Intergalactic and Interplanetary Communications Council was humble, consisting of a desk, a few chairs, and two bookcases.  His office had a window that looked out over the alien city, a view that Ford couldn’t help but admire.  Stan kept only two things on his desk: his keyboard, which was paired to a hologram screen, and a framed picture of Stan, his wife, and his children at a younger age.

              “What?” Stan asked.  He sighed.  “Look, I get that you’re probably bored, but that’s the only Earth book we’ve got, and I don’t have anything translated for you to read.”

              “I understand,” Ford said.  He set aside the book he had been given, an autobiography by someone apparently famous for fishing.  “But that isn’t what I wanted to talk to you about.”

              “If you want me to apologize for the science fair thing, I’m not gonna,” Stan said shortly, turning back to the hologram screen he had been reading from.

              …Oh.  Right.  We have some unresolved issues.

              “That isn’t what I wanted to talk about,” Ford said quickly.  Some of the tension in Stan’s shoulders eased.  “I- I wanted to discuss the, ah, spleen situation.”  Stan glanced at him.  “I have some more questions about it.”  Stan paused, visibly thinking.  After a moment, he shrugged.

              “I need a break anyways,” he said.  He pressed a button on his keyboard, turning off the hologram screen.  He leaned back in his chair.  “What did you wanna ask me?”

              “You said that you woke up in the hospital after the accident,” Ford said.  Stan nodded.  “Was that before or after you were given the new spleen?”

              “Before.  The Roswells wanted to make sure I gave permission to get a new spleen, so while I was knocked out, the doctors got rid of my ruined spleen and stitched me up enough to stop me from bleeding out.  When I woke up, they explained what the doctors wanted to do.  I agreed to it, ‘cause why wouldn’t I?  From what they said, living without my spleen would stink.”

              An understatement.  Though maybe not on this planet, with more advanced medicine.

              “I spent a few days in the hospital while the docs whipped up my new spleen.  After they gave me the transplant, I spent another week there to recover and be ‘under observation’ or whatever.”  Stan etched air quotes around the words “under observation”.  “I had a buncha follow-ups for a while to keep an eye on me, but everything worked out.”

              “Luckily for you.”

              “Yeah.”  Stan smirked.  “I’m starting to think Lady Luck’s got a crush on me.  Or she hates me so much she lets me pull through every time just to see what I’m gonna do next.”

              “Who are the Roswells?” Ford asked.

              “That’s Angie’s family.  I had to come up with something to call ‘em.”

              “Ah.  An appropriate name.”  Ford fell silent.  Stan rolled his eyes.

              “You’ve got something else to ask, I can tell.  Spit it out.”

              “The spleen is involved with blood production,” Ford said hesitantly.  A grin slowly began to spread across Stan’s face.  “Has a partially alien spleen had any impact on your blood?”  Stan opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out a pocketknife.

              “Check this shit out,” he said gleefully.  He pricked the tip of his thumb with the knife blade.  Promptly, a large drop of blood appeared.  Ford goggled.  Instead of dark red, the blood was a deep, reddish purple.  “Pretty cool party trick, ain’t it?”

              “I- I wasn’t expecting such a visible change,” Ford managed.

              “My blood is still mostly human.  But the alien blood cells are bigger than the human ones, so it makes my blood a different color.”

              “What color of blood do the aliens have?”

              “Purple.  My blood is more red than the aliens got, since, like I said, it’s mostly human.”  Stan’s grin broadened even more.  “The doc says I’m the only person with blood like this, probably in the entire universe.”

              “That’s- that’s quite-” Ford stammered as Stan pulled a bandage out of his desk and wrapped it around his thumb.  Ford frowned.  “What about your children?”

              “Danny and Daisy have Angie’s blood type.  Their pediatrician says hybrids of their kind don’t have hybrid blood.”  Stan waved a hand.  “I dunno exactly how it works.  You’d have to ask Angie.  She understands that stuff better than me.  All I care about is that my kids are healthy.”

              “As a father myself, I concur.”

              “Yeah, you said you’ve got kids,” Stan muttered.  Ford nodded.  “Are they nerds like you?”

              “Well…”

              “Don’t bother answering, actually.  There’s no way you’d have a kid that isn’t a complete geek,” Stan said dismissively.  Ford rolled his eyes.  Stan glanced at the watch-like band he wore around his wrist.  “I’ve got time for one more question before I gotta hop on a work call.”  Stan scowled.  “If I wasn’t babysitting you today, I’d be going in person.  But I don’t wanna risk you causing some sort of interplanetary incident.”

              Ignoring the passive aggression.  Or, rather, outright aggression.

              “Well?” Stan prompted.  Ford took a deep breath.

              “Yesterday, before we went to your home, you made a comment that implied you don’t really think of yourself as human anymore,” Ford said slowly.  Stan raised an eyebrow at him.  “And you- you aren’t, are you?”  Stan took a while to answer.

              “I’m not as human as I was before I left Earth, that’s for sure,” Stan said.  He drummed his fingers on his desk thoughtfully.  “I mean, the only way I could get a blood transfusion now is if the doctors here grow me some custom blood.”  Stan glanced at Ford.  “They can grow blood like they grow organs.”

              “That sounds like another thing I’ll need to ask Angie about.”

              “Oh, yeah.  You’ll love hearing how that stuff works.”  Stan chewed on his bottom lip.  “There’s the whole spleen thing, that’s a pretty big reason I’m not completely human anymore.  But even if all my parts were still human, I dunno if I could really consider myself that anymore.”

              “What do you mean?” Ford asked.  There was a loud chime from somewhere.

              “Shit, the call’s about to start,” Stan muttered.  He quickly pulled up his hologram screen and turned to face it.

              “Stanley, what do you mean?” Ford pressed.  Stan looked back at him.

              “It’s like I said this morning.  When you’ve lived somewhere long enough, it changes you.  Now, shut your yap and let me do my job, okay?”  Stan turned his attention back to the screen.  Ford opened his book again, but couldn’t focus enough to read.

              Instead, he looked out the window, staring at the bustling alien city below.

[gay-jewish-bucky]

Genuine question: when/how did H*yley Atw*ll queerbait with her show? I came into the fandom after the show had already ended and then never watched it so I missed all of that

that's a really good question, it's sort of hard to get across just how blatant it was to people who werent there but i'll try 😭😭😭

during the convention circuit between the first and second season of here show (the second season had already been filmed, i feel like this is important to know bc she knew full well what was actually going to happen in the season) h*yley (and lyndsay to a lesser extent) spent every single interview and panel hyping up/encouraging/supporting p-ggy/angie (to a degree you do not see from actors of a non-canon ship) as well as bi!peggy and either implying or outright stating it would be explored in the new season

and then when it came around and people asked why it wasnt in the show she complained about people wanting to 'make peggy a lesbian' and said the thing about queer fans and fans of colour who were let down needing to "wait their turn" for representation as if cishet wasp women like her haven't been the absolute centre of film (and later television) since first wave feminism

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Kokichi ??? Protag + Kaito Supreme Leader Talentswap

So we have a pretty clear lead going on in the poll right now. I'd be surprised if another choice manages to surpass this one, but if one does I'll get to that one next!

I'll start by covering my notes for the overall explanation, Ch. 1, and Ch. 2 of this concept; I thought I'd be able to do it all in one go but it's getting really long (both in word length, and in the amount of time I've spent putting this together!)

Let's get into it!

Preamble:

So Kaito has pretty insane influence over the whole DRV3 group (except Kokichi). I mean, after viewing the Chapter 3 Flashback Light, all it takes is for Kaito to say he doubts it for everyone else in the group to disbelieve it as well (...except Kokichi, because of course he doesn't care what Kaito thinks). Same with Kaito swaying everyone to use the first Flashback Light in Chapter 2. All in all... he's honestly pretty terrifying to me. And that's when he's supposed to be your ally! So with this in mind, I started thinking of a talentswap where Kaito takes on an antagonistic role as the Ultimate Supreme Leader!

In other words, the core concept behind this talentswap is: Kaito as Supreme Leader. Spoiler alert: he's terrifying

Now at the start of brainstorming this story concept, I actually did mention how "we can't ever have Kokichi as a protagonist. That just doesn't work, he's not protagonist material. It's the kinda lame thing Kokichi fans who like him too much do" and well guess what I am now

Jokes aside, this is probably the one concept where I could see a Kokichi protag working, since we'd need someone capable of standing up against Kaito to be our protagonist. The next best candidate is Kaede, I'd say, but she's had her chances (I came up with the Kaede Assassin protag talentswap before this one, too). Plus, Kokichi's talent (or rather, lack of known talent) makes him particularly vulnerable and forces him to rely more on others than he'd do otherwise, allowing him to be more protagonist-like, so to speak.

And before we get into things... I, completely on accident, set up this talentswap to be very self-indulgent. By that I mean I came up with this talentswap with my sibling Sebec and I started assigning talents and roles excitedly until Sebec pointed out "hey. Doesn't this basically set up your favourite ship?" and the realization led me to scream in agony for 30 minutes

So, without further ado...

Concept: Prologue + Ch. 1

Obviously we have the usual: wake up in a locker, meet everyone, oh my god killing game

Where things really begin to diverge is when Kaede starts trying to take charge.

In canon, during his free time events with Kaede, Kaito actually mentions that he would've started leading the group himself if Kaede hadn't beaten him to it. While she's alive, he's nice enough to not obstruct Kaede's efforts at least (although his peers bash him the whole time for seeming lazy for it)

In this talentswap, Kaito is not nearly as nice. Evidently, an Ultimate Supreme Leader with his personality wouldn't want to be shown up by any of his peers. So from here, we have a split in the group as they become divided into two; like a more extreme, exciting, and prolonged version of canon's Chapter 3.

Our two teams are as follows:

Kaito Momota, the Ultimate Supreme Leader

Maki Harukawa, the Ultimate Detective

Shuichi Saihara, the Ultimate Cosplayer?

Himiko Yumeno, the Ultimate Tennis Pro

Tsumugi Shirogane, the Ultimate (Makeup) Artist

Miu Iruma, the Ultimate Magician

Ryoma Hoshi, the Ultimate Anthropologist

Korekiyo Shinguji, the Ultimate Entomologist

Kirumi Tojo, the Ultimate Aikido Master

Gonta Gokuhara, the Ultimate Prisoner

and...

Kaede Akamatsu, the Ultimate Adventurer

Kokichi Oma, the Ultimate ???

Keebo, the Ultimate Inventor (still a robot, as I tend to do with my talentswaps)

Tenko Chabashira, the Ultimate Survivor

Rantaro Amami, the Ultimate Child Caregiver

Angie Yonaga, the Ultimate Maid

Turf wars!! Woohoo!!! So obviously, with Chapter 1 comes the First Blood Perk. And Kaito Momota does not like the First Blood Perk. Kaito Momota wants an exciting killing game, with an exciting class trial. Thus, he decided to cause problems on purpose.

That's right! Kaito Momota engineered the first case by targeting the Ultimate Prisoner, Gonta Gokuhara. But he can't just kill Gonta because then he'd miss the rest of the killing game! Here's where the content warning comes in; do be careful reading the next two passages (please).

Unfortunately, Mister Gokuhara is very unaware of his own strength. As in, he is prone to manslaughter level unaware. He was raised by prison family! Sometimes they went away, but they always came back... (kill me)

Kaito, being a benevolent Supreme Leader who spreads the truth, took it upon himself to inform Gonta that he was a danger to society. And with this knowledge, Gonta took his life into his own hands; thus bypassing the First Blood Perk.

(I think??? this is dark humour??? god I feel like a sadist right now)

In the first class trial, Kaito insinuates that the culprit must be someone who wants the whole group dead, hence they didn't take the First Blood Perk. This leads Maki to point the direction of doubt towards Tenko, the Ultimate Survivor. Unlike canon's Rantaro, Survivor Tenko had full knowledge of what being the Ultimate Survivor meant. Alongside that, she shared that knowledge with the group. Maki reasons that the Ultimate Survivor doesn't just want to escape the killing game; rather, they play the game to win.

So from there Kokichi and co. have to fight back and reveal the truth, etc. Though I don't have details brainstormed for this segment, I would like to throw in that Kokichi's class trial gameplay would feature a lie detection mechanic; ironically, this would replace V3's gameplay element of lying, meaning Kokichi doesn't end up lying in class trials. Fun, huh?

I envisioned that you'd be prompted to pick out a statement as a lie out of a section of the trial's transcript, so to speak, but could pick many of the statements with only one being correct. Other statements would send you down winding branching paths, with some leading back to the correct path after detecting enough lies, and some being dead ends which might give a clue to the right answer. Kind of like extreme versions of the back routes.

On to Chapter 2!

After the first class trial, Kokichi heads out for a walk in the courtyard at night, as he is wont to do. For some reason he's really restless at night. Never really feels like sleeping.

Now, what Kokichi doesn't know is that someone's watching him!! That someone is on the second floor of the academy, and they are an excellent sniper. This would be the Ultimate Assassin, Shuichi Saihara, who used his skill in disguise to claim the title of Ultimate Cosplayer. Mister Saihara has been put up to eliminating Kokichi by none other than Kaito Momota. Our assassin friend figures he can just put a few bullets through Kokichi and call it a day.

So he shoots him once.

Kokichi seems rather resilient, though, and isn't knocked down.

So Shuichi shoots him again. And again. He shoots Kokichi through the head. He has to be dead now, he's even fallen onto the ground.

So Shuichi stops shooting and leaves to retrieve Kokichi's body, hoping he can hide it to avoid a class trial.

...Kokichi is not dead.

Mostly because he was never alive to begin with.

When Shuichi stops shooting him, Kokichi drags himself to the dorms and knocks on the Ultimate Inventor, Keebo's, door.

And y'know what Keebo says to him?

"... Y-you... are not human."

"Yeah, I kinda noticed."

Kokichi Oma is actually the Ultimate Robot, so realistic that he could pass for human. And Keebo finds that not only has he sustained heavy damage from being shot a couple dozen times, he is also low on battery. It's a good thing he figured out he was a robot before he ran out of power.

Apparently that's the most notable event of Chapter 2. I wrote in my notes that Rantaro was killed, but I didn't specify by whom; just know that it's someone on Kaito's side.

[vonlipvig]

I write this from my panic room, hiding from the worm that kicks my ass every time it sees me…

Dearest Jules

This game is amazing and I love it. Also this game is a bastard and I hate it. I had to operate on FIVE people IN ONE GO who all had evil fish in their lungs. This went about as well as you could expect, and it took me eight attempts to get past patient No.2, fortunately here my glorious incompetence finally paid off, and in a rare moment of empathy, the game decided that I could stop at three actually, and help arrived to bail me out.

Then, as I sat, wrapped in a shock blanket and sipping a hot drink, THE FUCKING TRIANGLES CAME BACK WITH NEW GASEOUS THORNS!

Needless to say this drove me to my limit. The patented Eleanor Smith Method (TM) of nocking them out quickly with the grace and care of a back alley dentist was no longer cutting it for me. Brought to my lowest point I was driven to do the impossible and understand how Triti actually works. It took a lot of swearing, dead patients, and at least three separate YouTube videos, but Jules, I have done it! I finally understand these damn triangles now! All of gods secrets now are mine to know! (Then I lost two more patient because I went over the time limit)

Afterwards, Angie asked me (the surgeon who had to pause surgery to pull up YouTube) if things were getting easier for me. And surprisingly it turned out they were, because now the triangles were gone, and I could focus on the easier task of killing squid. I only lost two patients!

It was at this point, I realised how much I’m invested in this story, and how much I like these characters. I think the read hot crucible of back to back surgeries meant I’d spent a few days away from proper character interactions and narrative chapter parts, so when it returned I was like: oh I’ve missed this, this is great!

I love watching these guys interact, I kind of wish I could watch them just on a regular day. What do you think the office party is like? I bet the dialogue there would be great.

Anyway our New Dad (Sidney), seems to have fucks that he gives, and entered a new and exciting rebellious phase, effectively telling the political bastards to go fuck themselves because people are dying, and then calling Victor to ship out the new drugs regardless of what those assholes say. Victor was, of course, fully prepared for this exact scenario, and had the files all ready to go…. along with his own secret weapon, an anonymous tip to the press. Victor comes through for us so much, and I’m not just saying that because he’s kinda hot and let me take a break from surgery to play Professor Layton (a game I’m good at).

We also had a very serious discussion about our combat capabilities, and I love the looseness with which Tyler ‘I’m a healer but…’ Chase holds on to his Hippocratic Oath. Even having witness his final fuck disappear freely over the horizon, I was still a little surprised that Sydney agreed to his plan of catching these terrorists ourselves, with the only addition being to make sure every group had a combatant in it. I was also a little surprised that Victor doesn’t have a taser squirrelled away somewhere for just this eventuality, because honestly he seems the type.

Anyway the plan went like shit and Cybil got infect by an evil, worm who I hate and fear in equal measure, but I must press on for Cybil, who is cool, and who might tell me what’s going on between her and Original Dad (Greg) if I save her. The time has come to stop shaking and crying in terror, and step from my panic room a grown w- (the worm tunnels into my heart, killing me instantly)

we gather here to mourn the passing of our dear friend and mutual, eleanor bagadew, whose untimely passing at the hands of Evil Worm signifies a true loss, not only to ourselves, but to the entire field of medicine 🙏🏼.

OH MY GOD YES I REMEMBER THE 5X OPERATION. like, this game truly had no mercy at times. i'm surprised i didn't scratch up my ds screen with how furiously i was tapping and slashing at it with this, tbh.

oh, i'm really getting a kick out of derek, in the middle of the operation, going "ok angie, please hold the phone like this, yes, thank you, ok...triti tutorial, triti tutorial...here it is, let's go, quick! AH GEEZ THE ADS", miss thompson you have to deal with so much, thank you for everything, queen ♡.

YES YES i love these characters so much, sidney my MAN ♡ (love love loveeee his relationship with victor, ngl iiiii kinda ship them lmao, same with victor and tyler). they're all written so well, and sure, the story can get Wild and Crazy at times, but the characters really do ground it so much. and YES, what i would give to just have scrubs the tv show but with the caduceus gang lmao.

go forth now, save queen cybil, do it for all of us (and greg, of course ;3).

[jerzwriter]

List of Your Ten Childhood Ships

Thanks @thefirstcourtesan for tagging me. I'm so showing my age here, lol I'm going to count "childhood" right up through the end of high school for these purposes. God, I'm straining my brain. lol What's sad is, outside of Jodie Dallas on Soap, I cannot even recall a queer character, much less pairing, from my childhood. How sad is that? So this list is def hetero as it comes.

This is in no order - not really...

Princess Leia and Han Solo - Star Wars: OK, this was THE couple of my childhood. I was OBSESSED and still am. There was NO better movie than The Empire Strikes Back. The "I love you." "I know." sequence. Goddamn, I've always had a type; it goes back to childhood. I'm ashamed (not really).

Lando Calrissian & Princess Leia - Star Wars: OK - this is bringing back memories - and this is fucking crazy - I did write fanfic as a kid, and it was a Han/Leia/Lando triangle (as good as a 5th grader can write...). God, I'd kill to have that notebook now, and OMG, what a predictor for DTI. ��😂😂 Even as a tween, I knew that would have been some juicy triangle that never came to be. lol

Sandy & Danny - Grease: Some asides. I was WAY too young to be watching this when it was out (my Mom was insane). Most of it went over my head, and in retrospect, I am so anti-most messages in Grease - but that doesn't mean I don't still love it. I do. And OMG How I loved Sandy & Danny and danced around my living room pretending I was them. lol

Jessie & Angie - All My Children: I was a soap junkie, so I have a lot of soap ships - but this is one of my all-time favorites. A modern-day Romeo & Juliet, and the soap world's first true black super-couple. Angie's well-to-do family forbade a relationship with her obvious soulmate, Jesse. They eventually got together, but in true soap fashion, that didn't last. A death that wasn't really a death, among other things, impeded. But how I remember watching those summers and rushing home from school to check the VCR and pray it recorded. lol OLD SCHOOL!

Kevin & Winnie - The Wonder Years: This was the sweetest show and first love story. The ending was so poignant and probably led to my penchant for beautiful but heart-wrenching endings. I need to rewatch this sometime.

Maddie & David - Moonlighting: This one makes me sad, thinking of Bruce Willis's current condition. 😢 These two drove each other crazy, but the sexual tension radiated from the TV screen. They were the ultimate "will they???" couple, and even when they did, they still never really got it together, but that didn't mean I stopped rooting for them. Sadly, this show is just about completely not available on streaming/reruns due to musical copyright issues.

Nina Cortland & Cliff Warner - All My Children: Told you. I was a soap addict, and AMC will forever be my favorite show. I don't remember how old I was, but I remember that their wedding took place THE DAY that we went back to school, and my prepubescent little girlfriends and I LOST OUR SHIT. This wasn't the days of reruns, this wasn't the days of DVR, this wasn't even the days of Soap Central (y'all don't even know what that is). These were the days of "You missed it, bitch - so sad." And I was...I was...

Maria & Georg - The Sound of Music: OK - I loved musicals from a very young age, and I am forever obsessed with The Sound of Music. I had a mad crush on Georg as a young girl, proof that assholes with a heart underneath it all have ALWAYS been my thing. lol

Dwayne & Whitley - A Different World: It was not a pairing I liked the idea of - initially. Whitley was such a spoiled, obnoxious, rich princess at the start, and Dwayne didn't seem like he'd ever have a chance, but as time moved on, they made it work, and I tuned in each week, dying for them to finally get together.

John & Claire: The Breakfast Club - What can I say - I have a type? lol This was the iconic couple of my teen years, and if had been writing fanfic at that time, I would have had a treasure trove for them.

Tagging @jamespotterthefirst @liaromancewriter @lucy-268 @genevievemd @angelasscribbles @icecoffee90 @cariantha @doriopenheart @peonierose @potionsprefect @coffeeheartaddict2 @lilyoffandoms @storyofmychoices @annoyingmillenialnewbie @utterlyinevitable and anyone who wishes to jump in and play!

[m4ruk4ts]

I love your fanart of Angie and Yao, it really surprised me （i mean i haven't thought of this ship before lol） what a pity that Hima didn't create a character for Argentina ! and I want to know more about your character settings for Angie, like which nation is her best friend and how she get along with her boss

LKSDFJLSDJFLKSDG?LSGJLDFG?DDFGDFH????DFGDFG????DFGDFGDFGDF????? ANON.............OMG.............THANK YOU SO MUCH............

i'm glad you're interested in my silly little hetalia oc that means a lot dlkfgjdflgkdjl and yeah, we can all agree that shipping an argentina oc with china can be a bit confusing, but hey, they look cute, who cares xd while i am planning on making a proper reference sheet for her (but i keep procrastinating like a boss) i can spare a few things about her :33333, so here's a little doodle of her and let's being!

main characteristics:

even though i call her angie, she doesn't have a human name yet, i'm still torn between many names where her nickname comes from, like; ángela, angélica, angelina, but i can't decide, she doesn't have a last name either, so it's just angie for now :c (boring, i know) (update: her human name is angélica russo gonzález, i finally made up my mind lol).

she's 19 human years old

her birthday is the 9th of july

she's 1.60 cm (5'2 ft)

her two curls represent the italian influence (she wasn't born with those, they kinda grew with time lmao)

her long and wavy hair represents the paraná river (south america's 2nd largest river)

she's blind as shit, but refuses to wear glasses or contacts (idiot)

^^^ that's one of the reasons why she has daily headaches

she's chatty and extroverted, always brings her thermos and mate anywhere she goes and is willing to share with others, along with snacks or food

^^^ she adores watching other countries reactions when they try her mate for the first time, it's hilarious xd

she can be egocentric at times, specially with sports, like any other argentinian (mainly football, of course)

it's unknown what football team she's into (not boca, river, but a secret third thing)

Gossip Enjoyer

her best friend is perú, and her all time rival is chile, but they get along :3

she's on good terms with everyone in latinoamerica, or at least, that's what she thinks (they all hate her /hj)

outside of america, she easily gets along with almost everyone as well. it mostly has to do with the big amount of immigrants that came to her land, which most of them were europeans, that's why she considers italy, germany, and spain (the majority of said immigrants) like part of her family, but a distant family at most

she. Does not care about her bosses, specially nowadays, they ruined her ://////

hopefully that's enough for you to understand her character a little more! if you have any doubts about her or anything in general feel free to ask! i love answering stuff like this dlfkdlg it's so much fun :3

[danggirlronpa]

Merch Monday comes 'round once again!

[Obligatory Ko-fi Link Because This Is A Post Where I Spent Real Person Money]

As always I forgot to do this several times, so there's plenty of backlog from this last month to get through. The Seasons of Despair zine came in today, and I've only got enough time to do one of these. So we'll hit the zine today, and everything else tomorrow!

So: Seasons of Despair!

TLDR; Aesthetically excellent! No major issues except the exclusion of some characters in the art, some more notable than others.

This is a "zine" only insomuch as it's creation project - actually, it's a calendar for 2024! It's more general than ship, so normally I wouldn't really cover it on this blog. But some of the merch is really cute, and I just think the whole project is a really cool idea!

I got the paper bundle, because I simply cannot justify to myself spending more than $50 on a zine except for, like, the DR WLW Zine, which I am legally and morally obligated to gather all of like a dragon with its hoard. That means none of the pins or charms.

EDIT: They've asked people not post the inside of the calendar, so the image that was here has been removed! If the stance changes it will be reinserted.

The actual calendar itself is just fine! Nothing special about the make. The art is all gorgeous. The birthday listings and the art around the bottom half are really nice touches - I lost most of those polls on Twitter, but I'm glad my girl Komaru made it. They managed to get almost every character with a canon birthday on the monthly art too (sorry Miaya)!

I have a total of two (2) issues with the calendar.

1. Jack isn't anywhere in this, even though Toko shows up multiple times, and their birthday is only listed under Toko. Which. Bummer. (Izuru is also just listed under Hajime, but he shows up in other art throughout the zine.)

2. There's a full THH spread, a major char UDG spread, and two full SDR2 spreads, but no V3 spread. The closest is ten characters, which isn't 16, and which has several characters mostly blocked behind others or barely visible. They all still get their faces on their birthday in the calendar itself, of course! But it's a bummer that the only sight of Angie, Ryoma, and Korekiyo is the back of their heads.

Other than that, I'm very happy with this! I'll be using it throughout the year, so we'll see very quickly if it holds up.

The little cherry stickers and this stretch goal print are the main reason I bought the paper merch instead of just the calendar! These both feature art by @axolotllotl, who is a blog favorite. The stickers are actually the shinier of the two, and are notably higher quality than the other sticker pages that came with the zine. We won't be going over the other stickers, but they're just more paper-y - you can tell a lot of care was put into these! (Not that I won't be using the other stickers. You KNOW I'm putting that heart eyes Monokuma in a strategic location.)

& I LOOOVE the print. It's actually on lower quality material than the stickers and the calendar, but that's not a bad thing! Every piece of this zine has slightly different quality, I assume for manufacturing reasons. There are no defects and the art is gorgeous - I love the way she draws Kyoko, it's so cute.

Generally, I'm pretty happy with this! It'll definitely see the most active use of any zines I own, especially since this blog celebrates the girls' birthdays. We'll see how it holds up long term!

[captainmartinisblog]

Captain Martini in the Mediterranean

Thursday 31st August 2023 – Sorrento, Italy - It just takes a little Chutzpah!

It was our last day today aboard the beautiful Silver Nova and our port of call was another tender port. With something of a swell this morning, it meant that the tenders took longer to load with passengers and we ended up waiting around 45 minutes to go ashore, landing in the tiny harbour at the foot of Sorrento’s iconic cliffs.

They can’t get large coaches down to the harbour, so there was a very efficient shuttle arrangement to take people up to the coach park and the tour buses.

Our excursion today was entitled ‘Sorrento Coast and Tasting at Casale Villarena’ and we had just one photo-stop on the way, with a splendid view of the Isle of Capri.

Then it was on to the district of Nerena, our ‘tastings’. To be honest, it was more of a full scale lunch, with a large plate of antipasti, two wines and cake drizzled in lemon honey for dessert.

Needless to say, there was the opportunity to taste some Limonchello, as well as to buy the wines. If I’m honest, some of the flavours offered were not my taste and I enjoyed those in Malta rather more.

On the other hand, any restaurant, bar or ‘casale’ that plays composer John Barry’s music in the background (as this one did) can’t be bad in my books!

Returning to Sorrento, Andrew headed for the shuttle back to the tender, while Angie went off to investigate the shopping. I went in search of a photo-opportunity and, following my nose and instinct, I found myself outside the entrance to the Grand Hotel Excelsior Vittoria.

From the entrance I could see all the way through to what looked like a balcony beyond, so I casually but confidently just walked all the way through and took my picture of Silver Nova at anchor, with Vesuvius in the background….

I still had to get back to the harbour of course but quite by chance, I spotted an elevator from the balcony; so I got in and went down, to discover that it came out at the tiny harbour just a few yards from the ship’s tender pontoon. Indeed, Andrew was still in the queue waiting to get on the next tender!

Maybe it was because it was the last day of our rather wonderful cruise or because I was thinking about the fact that my Dad was here (aged only 22 years old) just after the War and brought my Mum here more than once for holidays in the 1960s, but I confess that I was feeling a little melancholic for much of the morning. However, my discovery of the hotel balcony and its ‘secret’ elevator right down to the harbour cheered me up no end! You see, it only takes a little ‘chutzpah’!

[allthefujoshiunite]

Hi, can I ask for BL recs based on my fav ships? Sorry I just get started on BL manga/manhwa since this year, so I'm still a newbie....

My fav ships are bakugou/midoriya (from BNHA), eren/levi (from AOT), kageyama/hinata (from HQ), naruto/sasuke (naruto), merlin/arthur (from merlin bbc), and wei wuxian/lan wangji (from mdzs)....

Sorry for this long ask. I understand if it's a bit too much, feel free if you want to pick either one, some, or all of the above.

Thanks so much if you want to answer.

Hello, of course you can! Always happy to be of help (❁´◡`❁)

I watched a couple of episodes of The Untamed, but I'm not so into the franchise that I can make a recommendation based off of the pairing you mentioned. Not super into NaruSasu either. I can, however, write a bit about the rest ~

He didn't go through all that character development just for me to not care about him and his "bestest bro in the world"

KageHina and BakuDeku is the good old susnshine x emo/angy pairing. I was asked a similar question before so here's a short rec list for the soul! Here's another list that contains some of the delinquent x honor student BLs I liked.

I barely remember the dynamic Merlin and Arthur had, but if you're into royalty and devotion with a dash of bitterness, I can recommend two titles: Define the Relationship (on Lezhin, has Omegaverse as a trope) and Eternal Covenant (on Tappytoon, contains fantasy elements). You might also want to at least check Stigmata out by Gwak Jong-pil (on Manta).

Eren and Levi's dynamic, for me, means mind games, past regrets, and melodrama xD That's why, Shinou Ryo's Cry of Despair came to mind.

I don't know if any of these recommendations are helpful, I hope they are and you can meet your next favorite! Have a nice day.

[vanira-01]

Opinions on The L Word Generation Q Season 3 finale

I'm here an hour and a bit after having finished the last episode of The L Word Gen Q's latest season.

And as negatively critical as I am of Gen Q, I have to say that S03E10 was for the most part, not a bad episode. It was overall better-written than many of the other Gen Q episodes. Although I think the gorgeous wedding setting and the atmosphere it created most definitely helped with that as well.

That being said, it was a great wrap-up that didn't feel messy. The Bette and Tina thing definitely felt rushed and quite honestly cringe though. But strangely enough, I didn't hate it. I say strangely enough because I'm not one to care about Tibette and I've always been so indifferent towards the ship. But I have to say, while I still don't ship them at all, their love in this episode filled me with warmth and joy. So I couldn't help but feel absolutely happy for them. And it made me cry a little to watch them walk away from the camera in the very last scene, knowing that we'll never see them again. At least not as main characters. They've been such a primary part of the story that it just wouldn't feel the same without them.

But well, as long as there is Shane, there is everything, lol. And speaking of Shane, I hope they're not trying to brand her as a polyamorous. I think that'd be a lazy way to explain her cheating complex. And it doesn't even seem like she is one to me, she is very clearly only able to be in love with one person at a time, and therefore is at the very least romantically monogamous. I believe that her not being able to resist and refuse any woman sexually, has more to do with her upbringing than the fact that she might be polyamorous. She has confessed to it at a church before.

As for Alice and Tasha, I feel like I like them together more now that they're older than in the original The L Word. Again, like Bette and Tina, their reunion feels rushed and that Tasha dialogue "I feel like I know Dana... in a way" was just out of place, it doesn't really make sense for Tasha to add "in a way" to what she said in that context. But other than that, I honestly loved seeing them together.

Now, I never cared about the new and young characters, and still don't, but there is something really sexy about Dani and Roxy. Their dynamic is just so good, and they're so chaotic when they're together, chaotic in a very good way. I don't know where they're going to take the storyline with Dani and Dre but I see no chemistry between them so hopefully we won't have to see more of that. Although we probably will, based on what happened in today's episode.

I don't have much to say about Angie other than she's mishandled and that I'm disappointed in what the writers are doing with her character because she has a lot of potential, as Bette and Tina's daughter. But I'm glad she came to her senses and ended it with her professor.

I don't know if there'll be a season four or not. I'm aware that the story is obviously not concluded by any means, but shows that the stories of weren't finished yet have been cancelled before, and I just hope the same thing won't happen to The L Word, and that we'll get a proper ending for it.

[thelastspeecher]

The Pirate Prince

I mentioned a little bit ago that in my Pirate AU, Angie and Stan's son Emmett eventually becomes the next Pirate King. Here's a sort of origin story for that.

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              There were some benefits to have a nervous nature, Emmett considered as he snuck into his parents’ bedroom.  His parents and siblings were all at a festival in the Gravity Falls town square.  Being anxious and uncomfortable in large crowds, Emmett had been allowed to stay home.

              I mean, it ain’t like I’m lyin’.  I really don’t think I’d enjoy the big kerfuffle goin’ on today.  But I did play it up just a tad to make sure they’d let me stay home.  With everyone out of the house, he could finally snoop in his parents’ room.  From the outside, they were straitlaced pillars of the community.  Angie cooked for the poor and sick, while Stan mentored young people who lacked parental figures.  But Emmett knew it was all an act.

              Behind closed doors, his parents taught all their children how to pickpocket, swore like sailors, had mysterious scars, and walked like they were ready for danger at any moment.  The last one, Emmett recognized because he himself behaved in that way.  He had a feeling, however, that his parents weren’t on edge because of severe anxiety.

              After all, Stan taught Emmett how to see through lies from anyone.  Even Stan himself.  And some of the lies Stan told were remarkably thin.  It was almost insulting, the expectation Emmett would believe his father changed his name to avoid sharing it with a pirate.  Or that Danny and Daisy’s early memories of time with pirates were just confusion over spending their first few years of life on a merchant ship.

              Emmett opened the door to his parents’ room and strode confidently over to the closet.  Inside were his ma’s many lovely dresses, though a few surprisingly masculine articles of clothing were hidden at the back.  Emmett nodded thoughtfully.  The trousers helped his theory, but they were far from conclusive.  His older sister Daisy preferred trousers, for one thing.  He knelt and began to stick his fingers in between the floorboards, looking for a loose one that could be pried up.  Underneath a box of bonnets, he found it.  It only took a small amount of effort to lift the board, revealing a chest below.  Emmett huffed.  His parents definitely weren’t making it easy.  But he had plenty of time before his family returned.

              He lifted the chest up and carried it into the bedroom proper, where he had better lighting to look at the contents.  Naturally, it had a large lock on it.  A lock that was swiftly picked by Stan’s best student.  Emmett set aside the lock and paused.  Now was the moment of truth.  He lifted the lid of the chest.  His breath caught in his throat.

              The lessons he’d learned in class came flooding back to him.  His twin was always fascinated by pirates, and asked question after question from their teacher when they discussed the ongoing piracy scourge.  The voice of his teacher echoed in his head.

              “The most famous pirate in recent memory was Sally McGowan, previously known as Sully McGowan, the last Pirate King.  Her blade, a gift from her first mate and rumored lover, Stan Pines, was named Wasp’s Stinger, a reference to the ferocity hidden under her small stature.  When she and her first mate disappeared, so did the blade that killed hundreds.”  Emmett cautiously picked up the cutlass that rested on top of the chest’s contents.  His fingers traced the letters that were etched into its blade.  He didn’t have the ear for languages that his younger sister Cadenza did; he’d never become properly fluent in the Irish his ma tried to teach her children.  But he knew enough to translate what was written on the sword.

              “The stinger of the wasp.”

              Emmett’s heart began to race.  The distinguishing features of Sally McGowan his teacher had told them about resounded in his ears, aligning with his ma’s physical appearance perfectly.  Blonde hair.  A large nose.  Eyes the color of the sea.  Shorter than average and very sensitive about that fact.

              He set aside the sword and continued to dig through the chest.  A few other weapons were there, including brass knuckles.  Brass knuckles were the reported favorite of Stan Pines, a former cabin boy who never properly learned swordplay and who, supposedly, looked eerily similar to Emmett’s dad, Stan McGucket.  The weapons were wrapped in more clothing, these bloodstained and torn, but apparently still full of sentimental value.  Hidden at the bottom of the chest was a pendant, made of an opal surrounded by gold.  Emmett frowned.

              Don’t recognize that.  And it don’t seem like Ma or Dad’s style.  Probably somethin’ they plundered and decided to keep as a souvenir.  He set it aside as well.  Finally, wrapped in a fine white fabric that seemed like part of a wedding dress, he found a piece of wood.  His fingers brushed against it.  It smelled of the sea and had a mark where a limpet had been pried off.  Again, he wasn’t sure what it was.  Nothing about it seemed remarkable or worth saving.  But Emmett’s suspicions had been proven long before this point.  He glanced at the clock on the wall.  He let out a swear that would make most people gasp, but his parents would barely register as a bad word.  His family would be home soon.

              Emmett quickly put everything back in the chest, aside from a small dagger that he slid into his boot.

              It’s their own fault for teachin’ their kids how to steal.  They should expect us to “borrow” things here and there.  He lingered on the cutlass of the last Pirate King, but knew that theft would be discovered far faster than lifting a simple dagger.  With everything other than the dagger placed in the chest again, he locked it, put it back under the floorboard, and shoved the box of bonnets over it.  He quickly glanced around the room as he left.  It was like he had never been in there.

              When his family returned, Emmett was reading a book on the couch.  Caleb and Cadenza eagerly began to tell him all of what he missed.  Emmett smiled and nodded, but couldn’t stop thinking about his parents.  The unassuming woman and man who raised him had once been the scourge of the high seas.

              If they could do it…maybe I could, too.

[danganfixationronpa]

I was just sitting here thinking: for some reason I would totally dig a Yasuhiro/Angie friendship, or even ship. Not sure where the idea came from, but I'm honestly all for it