#i think i hate posing toddlers lol | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

adhdnojutsu · 22 days ago

Note

Your opinion? https://www.tumblr.com/dranosh-haran-of-paleoworld/766237407554273280/why-do-you-hate-itachi-so-much?source=share

Had to use a different browser because this pleasant person has me blocked lol anyway.

TL;DR: Itachi had no right to do the things he did, but he also had no choice. Even if adult onlookers could come up with choices, he was a child trapped in a mindset his authority figures hammered into him in his formative years, and then he was put under additional duress. Come the fuck on.

"This guy willingly betrayed his own people and family, selling them out to the government who wanted to destroy them all."

"Willingly" when talking about a 11-12-year-old brainwashed, groomed, traumatized child under duress is kinda wild. Yes, Naruto is all about normalizing child soldiers, but there's a line and that's Itachi having his horrible "milestones" at an age where others are still in school.

And it's not treason to report a conspiracy to commit, well, treason.

More after the break. Enjoy this screencap of a literal child and one of the many adults who chose to fail him.

Itachi was 11 when he joined the ANBU, 12 when he killed the clan. His incompetent piece of shit father dragged him into a "kill or be killed" situation at 4, and he already had the muscle memory of slitting throats ON REFLEX?? What the everloving fuck did Fugaku do to his toddler? He was encouraged to leave school and enter the field for more death and horror at 8. All for the alleged greater good that was peddled to children and adults more aggressively than America's magical sky cloth. Fugaku and Danzo played a grooming tug-o-war with a literal prepub child and actively, deliberately, had him believe the weight of the world rested on his 3 inch shoulders. The fuck did anyone think was gonna happen when Itachi joined the ANBU everyone encouraged him to join, and did the work he was taught to admire - BY Fugaku, by the way. Fugaku wanted a peacemaker, then tried to start a war. Hm.

Also, Itachi didn't "sell out" his clan. If I know a family member is about to start something with predictably catastrophic ramifications, like, you know, a glorified terrorist invasion ("coup"), I have a moral obligation to report that. "Family" does not matter. Blood, water, starting a war is something you deserve to have sabotaged. And if you're willing to kill, you better be ready to be killed. Everyone who cheered for the coup willingly risked death and willingly doomed their families. "Bloodless revolution" my ass, that is delusional. As if Konoha is just gonna accept Fugaku after a COUP!? Fucking TREASON!? Oppressed or not, you sow violence, you reap violence, and public perception matters. The public's perception of the Uchiha coup would probably be *checks notes* treason :)

"His own people"? They all treated him like a trophy and an attack dog when they didn't outright abuse him for speaking his mind, when he was clearly old enough to let them exploit him. All they had for him was demands to make them proud and bring them glory, at the cost of his well-being. Chapter by chapter in Itachi Shinden, you can watch him wither and crumble. When Itachi's comrade was killed when he was 8, Fugaku literally said "He'll get over it" while his boy was falling apart in the next room. Those are not "his own people", they're one big, bubbling cunt stew with very few exceptions, judging by the novel.

Whether the government wanted to destroy the Uchiha clan or whether it was racist or oppressive ultimately doesn't matter when the active threat to world peace and countless lives is coming from the other side. Two things can be true at the same time, so yeah Konoha sucked, but also yeah, the Uchiha posed a threat. The clan's lives weren't in danger when they decided to endanger everyone over discrimination that isn't even as egregious as what fat people on airplanes have to deal with. Defunding the police (LMAO), not letting a latent traitor run for president, surveillance, and a dedicated, OPEN compound none of the other clans who got one bitched about. Wow, what a compelling reason to set the world on fire!

Yes, Konoha failed the clan, yes, Konoha is scum for that. But two wrongs don't make a right. I'm tired of this whole nonsense of "they're oppressed so they're allowed to act like total barbarians and be the next oppressor". I'm tired on a personal level which you can probably guess.

This is not a responsible adult:

"He knew about Obito and that he was behind the 9-Tails attack but said nothing to anyone. He discriminated against his own people and slaughtered them all to the last child."

He should definitely have reported Obito. But calling his actions against the clan discrimination is like saying the German police discriminates against that Berlin-based crime family because it happens to be a BIPOC minority. THEY ALSO HAPPEN TO BE THE FUCKING MOB. Of course, most Uchihas probably weren't active combatants and didn't deserve to die, but as horrible as it is, strategically, Danzo had a point when he said there could be no potential avengers.

Plus, outsiders like to focus on numbers as if more dead people means more suffering, but this isn't true. Just because 99 people suffer and die with me, doesn't mean each of us suffers and dies 100-fold. Sasuke was based when he said Itachi should have killed him, too. Outsiders don't want to accept this because it IS horrible, but sparing a young child after killing his whole family, is not kind. What would've awaited any children Itachi spared? The village that ordered their parents' slaughter? A world that clearly doesn't want them and will come after them at the first chance? Yeah sounds ever so fucking merciful. Just because unaffected gawkers think preserving a unique cultural or genetic group is the most important thing, doesn't mean the people actually affected have such priorities when literally staring death or a life of pain in the face.

"He cast Tsukuyomi on his own parents and brutally murdered them, tortured his own little brother beyond imagine with one torture session putting Sasuke in a fucking coma, one he would've never gotten out of if it wasn't for that bitch Tsunade and that's the only good Tsunade did in the series."

When did he cast Tsukuyomi on his parents? And "brutally", well, they surrendered and he cut them down rather quickly. All murders are brutal. Should he have raided the local vet and injected them with anaesthetics first? He was a 12-year-old child, crying, shaking, probably exhausted and barely coherent after having killed all the others, and looking at his final victims, his parents, comforting him. Striking them down quickly was the best for everyone involved at that point, anything more elaborate, "more gentle", would have prolonged this horror. Also what did Tsunade do wrong, and if Itachi hadn't knocked Sasuke out for a while, he would have gotten himself killed. The Tsukuyomi was overkill, 100%.

"Itachi thought he was wiser and more noble than his own people, which was pure and utter arrogance. When brought back as an edo, he said that a 7-year-old Sasuke could've changed the clan. He called himself Itachi Uchiha of Konoha and that he specifically had no regrets he was a massive piece of shit in life and death."

This is called interpretation. Yes, he was an arrogant child, he admitted this, Shisui told him, adults told him. But being an ass at the dawn of puberty doesn't invalidate the fact that he WAS smarter than most and the Uchiha uprising WAS a problem, and the clan was infinitely more arrogant than him for thinking they could just take power and that's the end of it. They were delusional. Being 11 when pointing this out doesn't mean he's wrong.

Vilifying him for calling himself "Itachi Uchiha of Konoha" is silly. Many nations will do horrible things behind the scenes to keep the peace, and just because Sasuke and Itachi were the tragic and ever so pretty victims of this, doesn't make Konoha worse than others. It is a place people actually live in. A place people call home and have a right to call home and feel safe and thrive in. Itachi did what he was forced to do by both sides, to protect people's home and peace, not to get headpats from Danzo and Hiruzen.

He also never said he didn't regret the massacre. The fact that he said he wished he would have confided in Sasuke, the fact of him telling Naruto, Sasuke, and Kabuto that he was wrong to try and solve everything on his own, all suggest he wishes it had been different. His words when he dissolves are "Mou miren ha nai", which can be interpreted as regretting nothing, but this is usually meant in a sense of unfinished business. Itachi could not un-kill the clan. Danzo was dead. What more could he do that he could still have "miren" about? Personally, I think he shouldn't have undone the whole Edo Tensei because he kinda owed Sasuke to stick around and fight the other Edo Tenseis manually, but that's not the point.

Actual footage of Itachi alone with his thoughts, probably:

"None of his plans make any kind of fucking sense. He wanted to save Konoha from war even though the other villages wouldn't have attacked for their own reasons."

Kindly look at Syria, Sudan, or Yemen, because the civil war the Uchiha were sure to start, would have been bad enough, you absolute pinecone. But I agree, Itachi's plans were mostly shit, but who taught him any kind of life skills or coping mechanisms? He wasn't parented, he wasn't guided, he was a trained attack dog. He never grew up mentally because when you're not allowed to feel like a child, know what being a child is, how are you gonna know when you're supposed to be all grown up and smart? He treated his suicide by Sasuke like a playdate. He toyed with him. He was a typical old soul, trauma and paralysis masquerading as maturity and composure. It's very apparent in the novels how helpless and small he felt. When the FUCK did he get a chance to unlearn his helplessness on one hand, and the world resting on his shoulders on the other? Itachi was deranged, but not by his own doing. A 4 to 12-year-old child is not responsible for their poor life "choices".

"So Itachi saved Konoha from zero potential wars, especially when none of the other villages attacked after Obito's, Orochimaru's, and Pain's assaults in the series."

I wasn't aware Itachi's Sharingan could accurately predict the future. He stopped the civil war that was certain to happen and that he could stop. Not a single ninja has ever been expected to fix the whole world and the few who expected it of themselves were even more deranged than Itachi. Why hold a 12-year-old to a higher standard just because he's foolish enough to do so himself? Right until Shisui died, Itachi clung to his naive dream of becoming the greatest ninja to stop all wars. And then, both Fugaku and Danzo demanded he be that, when Shisui's death just had him realize how helpless he is. And then, there was a war looming on the horizon that he COULD prevent.

"He practically sent Sasuke gift wrapped to Orochimaru or Danzo. He knew about Obito and Pain's plans and yet did nothing about them, which just screwed over Konoha immensely."

Yeah he fucked up with Orochimaru, and this was one of the things he could have predicted after Orochimaru tried it with him. Not killing Orochimaru when he had both cause and opportunity, was bafflingly stupid and I'll chalk it up to plot armour since Itachi will kill his own mother to protect Sasuke.

He was also a useless spy in Akatsuki, yes. He aided and abetted in several Kage and Jinchuuriki assassinations, all to keep a cover of questionable use.

We do have to grant him that he needed to stay alive to give Sasuke deserved closure. He didn't even know Obito wasn't Madara, so I don't expect him to have known much about Pain's abilities. Given he allegedly ties with Jiraiya and we all know what Pain did to him, Sasuke would not have gotten his revenge. As for Danzo, can we not underestimate him please? He had to be worn down into self-destruction by Sasuke, and when Itachi attacked him in the novel after getting the MS, he was immediately stopped.

"He was never a prodigy or anything, unlike Sasuke. His fights are just him using genjutsu on his opponents and overpowering them with it, which just childish and stupid. He pulled Susanoo, Mirror Yata, and the Tsoka Blade out of his ass."

I agree Susano'o and its rigs were asspull done to compete with DBZ ratings, but how was he not a prodigy when he was recommended for graduation at 8? Poor writing or not, the canon fact is that Itachi was way ahead of his peers and many adults. We can't blame a character's personality in one moment, then bad writing the next. All writing boils down to creating the character's reality and all facts written by the author are equally valid.

Calling genjutsu childish and stupid is silly as you can apply this to all jutsu. Naruto's army of clones is arguably more ridiculous than mastering an otherwise underdiscussed technique at a level that has people like Kakashi scared. Personally, I think the big noisy techniques like Kisame's water jutsus and Hashirama's Slaparama are a lot more childish and geared towards hollering little boys. Itachi's fighting style is elegant and super duper gay.

"This fucker is all over the place and doesn't make sense. Dushman-e-jaan has posts that go into greater detail about how this guy doesn't make sense, and I recommend you read them as she does an infinitely better job at explaining my dislike for Itachi than I have."

Dushman explicitly supports this:

But thinks Konoha is worse for allegedly being this:

In other words, Doucheman is fine with making 0 sense whatsoever as long as they can virtue-signal for fascists if they know how to sell the underdog act.

#anti itachi #pro uchiha #anti konoha #itachi #pro itachi #itachi was a child man #y'all infantilize 24yos when it comes to dating but a 12yo is solely responsible for insane things he was groomed to do by the government #sasuke #fugaku uchiha #fugaku is a c*nt #Danzo and Fugaku deserved each other I will die on this hill

33 notes · View notes

objuct · 1 year ago

Text

my patreon suggestion thread

Since I'm gonna closeout my patreon, I wanted to take my suggestions thread and make it public for other CC creators to look over and consider for stuff to make! Some of this stuff has already been made by now but it would definitely be cool to see the rest. (i'm copy pasting each of these comments, thus weird wording possibly and repetition)

there's a lot of good ideas here and i'd hate for them to just be thanos snapped out of existence

I would be happy about proper gaiters or different types of bridles. the same about ultra long manes.

Dressage poses would be lovely!

Idk if that's possible, but maybe try to override the barrels with orange cones to make it a little less western?

Riding boots and spurs! Bridles, boots/bandages for horses, breastplates

Saddle-shaped numnahs (and just more numnahs in general)

Bridle racks with/without bridles

Halters (hung up, as acessories, different colours, with/without wool covers etc etc)

Saddle wall racks

Equine first aid box?

Feed and water buckets (large and small - the flexible tub ones that are mostly used nowadays)

Black feed bins

Wall salt licks

Filled hay nets (floor and wall option)

Turnout rugs and stable rugs, but hung up (I've currently just upsized the dressing gowns lol)

High-vis accessories

Hung-up high vis sim jackets?

Sim ankle riding boots

Feed supplement tubs (turmeric, garlic, etc) as decor and in simlish

I think barn clutter would be great, we got like three barn clutter items in the pack haha. I'm hoping to see other mane and tail styles and more CAS items showing up soon too!

Could you make an Australian Stock Saddle

maybe more saddle textures, and hitching posts

rugs/turnout blankets

helmet that doesn't remove hair

different style jumps

decor objects for goats like the platforms they would play on irl and low watering troughs. They gave us nothing for them :/

English riding clothes for show and practice

better polo wraps and sport boots

salt lick in a feed tub on the ground for out in the pasture

different functional horse ball toys

saddle and pad racks for the wall of a few different saddle styles

more standing saddle racks of different saddle styles

bridle rack

functional hay and water troughs in more modern styles

stacks of buckets

manure pile

items you'd find in a wash stall

more styles for mane and tail (a proper running braid for show would be nice)

more horse-obsessed BB and CAS for toddlers and children

Hairstyles, new English saddles (nice dressage and jumping saddles), saddle pads, track points, a slider to adjust the size of the horse would be cool too

random coat colors for foals and not looking exactly like their parents. I have no idea how you would fix this but it is my biggest annoyance in this game!

dressage saddles! new saddle pads!

realistic manes or turnout stuff

I love everything Western! I would love a few free-hanging western saddles/ bridles and also a saddle pad rack with only western pads! Maybe a few sponges/flyspray/shampoo bottles.

Perhaps leg wraps and english saddle pads that are matching? Like Lemieux and the sorts. Hanging horse blankets / horse racks that hold blankets. Vet objects, like syringes, creams, vetwraps and little objects for a first aid kit :)

please make a stable rug/ turn out rug/ riding rug :D

I though of something while i was sitting here building a jumping course. A little pile with poles neatly put together to place outside the arena on the ground for some esthetic purposes

I would love another short tail! :)

Ah and maybe those silly little horse mustaches lolol? :,D

Girth holders on walls, hanging rugs, bridle holders. Saddle soap / spray, conditioner :)

Maybe a halter for foals?

i know ive said this before but bridle hangers and saddle holders & maybe maxis match hay stacks so we don't have to pile it up ourselves with the debug hay bale and maybe more different swatches for the hay rug from the ranch pack? bc thats only 2 in 2 different colors

Stall doors please!

Western / Red Dead Redemption inspired tack and saddles

bell boots would be amazing!, and barn clutter, like helmets, gloves, english tall riding boots.

I'd love to see some foal accseries if you could figure that out, other then that rop halters are sorely lacking

I'd love to see a breastplate for the saddle and a double reined bridle

25 notes · View notes

jollyyoshi · 5 months ago

Text

Space Girl Sketch OC + BACKSTORY

This is a sketch of Lina from my original space story I will eventually color this in and ink it though I don’t have the time to do that currently. I previously did the same pose and character though the head was horribly out of proportion.

This shouldn’t be the last time you see this character though. The character was inspired by Aoi Kunieda from Beezlebub. I have not watched that anime, I just looked up character designs. Lina’s bangs also were influenced by Serena from Pokémon X&Y. I also see a little bit of Green (Female) from Pokémon Adventures. One of the tags was going to be Pink Hair however I then realized that I didn’t color this in yet lol.

Lina’s character however is not based on anybody. It may have subconsciously based her off of SOMEONE though I can’t say who because it was not a conscious decision.

WARNING: Long backstory and mention of semi-brutal deaths. (Deaths are only mentioned as “character dies” rather than describing how they die and how the blood goes everywhere)

Lina was originally the daughter of a 3rd Galactic Government Aristocrat. During her toddler and very young child days, she grew up in a very well and rich environment. Everyone was overconfident and felt rich. That was until a group of pirates invaded this planet to steal the riches from these aristocrats.

Lina’s mother and father were both killed in this invasion. The pirate captain however discovered Lina and found she had quite a fighting sense. (She kicked him in the leg pretty hard) He handed her a gun, and she killed a pirate instantly. The captain then told Lina that he would give her a home, food, and riches if she would kill her sister. The captain didn’t think Lina would do it, but she willingly did.

The captain took Lina under his wing after that. At that moment, the captain realized how horrible all this killing was. It all led to this moment where he made a young girl kill at such a young age. The captain was still a pirate though he saw another dimension to his actions.

The captain along with his first mate were basically Lina’s parents. The pirates had many feasts to celebrate their plundering so Lina was well-fed. She also got to sleep in some of the most comfortable cabins.

The captain and his first mate trained Lina how to fight at how to use weapons. Since she was so young, this fighting was embedded and etched into her mind. Lina was also trained on how to pilot a Starfighter of which she was very talented. It was all very natural.

The pirates kept her off the battlefield for quite some time due to her being small as a young child. By the time she was 11, she had grown quite a bit and was ready to fight and steal riches. The captain mainly kept Lina piloting a starfighter so she wouldn’t be caught in the fire down on the ground. Plus, he wanted her to hone her skills and practice more.

Lina became very attached to these pirates and was very close to [insert lady pirate]. Many pirates saw her as her equal except for one pirate. That one pirate was the friend of the pirate who got killed back when they discovered Lina. He always hated how Lina was able to kill one of their crew mates and get away with it. He was also jealous of her strength at such a young age.

So, he called upon the 3rd Galactic Government to destroy these pirates. He gave them the coordinates, and the pirates were ambushed. They were unprepared for combat so the pirates had to fend them off with their lives. Many of the pirates died though Lina let herself be captured so the captain, first mate, and her lady pirate friend could get away. The evil crew mate ended up getting away and joining the 3rd Galactic Government.

Lina was captured for a few days, not even realizing how much time had passed. She was able, however, to sneak around the 3rd Galactic Government ship and find a Starfighter. She was able to get away completely unnoticed. Her goal now was to find her pirate friends. Unfortunately, she had no idea where she was.

So, she spent her life on a planet not too far away for about a month, barely hanging on to life. She then decided to steal some fuel and take off with her Starfighter to continue searching the galaxy. She then encountered the Giustizia Separatist Organization. She at first fought them off because she thought they were enemies.

They then revealed their intentions, being to fight off the 3rd Galactic Government. They then stated that they noticed Lina’s skill and wanted her to join the fight. Lina agreed and decided to join as the 3rd Galactic Government was the one who took her pirate friends away. Though, now she is more coldhearted and becomes less attached to others due to her trauma from losing her friends.

Even though she encountered much violence, Lina never really experienced loss. Her parents and sister never really mattered to her as she was so young at the time. And every person the pirate stole from were “evil”.

In this drawing, she is around 17 or 18. She’s gained a lot of experience and is still more coldhearted. The battle against the 3rd Galactic Government seems hopeless right now. The Giustizia Separatist Organization is really only a grassroots organization. That is until a boy enamored with her and a good squad come along which change her life forever.

And THAT is Lina’s backstory! There’s so much more to be expanded upon with her! The pirates really need to be fleshed out more. And this isn’t even what I’d consider the “real” part of my space story. The “real” part is what comes after. Very exciting stuff, and I can’t wait to write more!

3 notes · View notes

urfaveaqua · 2 years ago

Note

What is the fostering situation with Brittany Dawn? Also I hate her weird videos with audio from a sermon and she just nods along and points. Also hate when she posts videos or pics of her crying. Like we get it, you want attention but we just don't care.

For the past six months, Brittany has been talking about how she is called to foster and that she and her husband were pursuing specifically a foster-to-adopt (red flag). She hasn’t really mentioned this since the very beginning, though, and has recently turned around and started talking extensively about how reunification is the goal. Initially she claimed that they were going to become foster parents in September, but the date kept getting pushed back and they didn’t actually complete the training and get a placement until November I think. Brittany also coincidentally got pregnant at some point in August, but she ended up miscarrying. In a video of her finding out she was pregnant posted on her YouTube, Brittany stares down at the positive pregnancy test and says “we were supposed to be foster parents” (at least a yellow flag, this has been interpreted in multiple ways by the internet but no matter the interpretation, it rubs me the wrong way).

She also regularly emphasized that she and Jordan (her husband) specified they wanted to foster babies (red flag). I haven’t seen other people discuss this but she also regularly lists ages as babies/infants/toddlers/children/teens and the inclusion of both babies and infants has always confused me lol. There’s been a lot of speculation regarding how it is they are fostering, with theories ranging from her stealing a baby to them going through a private christian agency (which I personally think is most likely but is also a red flag). Everyone generally agrees it is debatable if they would be able to foster through the state given that Jordan was fired from a police force for unnecessary force against a person of color and Brittany is currently being sued by the State of Texas for scamming women on the internet. However, given that it is Texas I’m not convinced it would’ve been impossible for them to go through the state.

Once they did get a placement, it was clearly a newborn baby. Brittany almost immediately shared a piece of private medical information about the baby that should not have been shared with the internet under any circumstances (yet another red flag). She shifted her content to a more mommy-blogger type tone. She was constantly defending being a foster mom and making posts about how she was just as much of a mom as bio- and adoptive moms. She paraded that baby around, posed for pictures, and made it her whole personality. It was ultimately just a little disingenuous and seemed like she cared more about using this child to make her appealing to her audience rather than loving and caring for a newborn.

She really is one of the most attention-seeking influencers I keep up with and she’s kind of exhausting. But she’s also like a car crash I can’t stop looking at.

#brittanydawn

7 notes · View notes

pixelddump · 2 years ago

Note

Hello! ^^ Just wanted to ask if you have any tips on starting a fun gameplay? Ive tried so many times cause I just wanna play the game for once (which I haven’t in years) but fails and lose the motivation completely, probably because I like to build my own houses and decorate and it can take days or weeks, so when i’m done with the house I don’t wanna play anymore.. I know i could just download a house that already has everything, but i’m having a hard time letting go of all my favorite decor cc and that I want things to look as pretty as it can.. perfect you know. Its hard to just be satisfied with EA things and having it basic when i wanna clutter everything and use cc in the whole house lol.. I also HATE indoor pictures, they never look good to me so I wanna always take my gameplay pictures outside but it only goes so far you know until you run out of things to do outside. Sorry for this long message! Thank you so much!!!

Heyyy, ahh no worries at all about the long message. I definitely feel this, it's something I've struggled with time and again with gameplay saves and the game by itself can be so lackluster in terms of content compared to what the previous games have been like so it's harder but here's some tips I have so far:

Just start. When you first start the game off, it can feel quite boring cause there's just one sim and you're constantly monitoring everything they do, I feel like you just need to persevere, even if you feel like quitting, just push through. Turn autonomy on and just let them do as they please.

Make your sims do any and every activity possible if they're just sat around. When you're feeling bored with just the mundane day to day stuff - if there's a festival, go to it, if there's a talent show, go to it, if there's a fair, go to it. It takes your sims out of the house and into the world which adds another dimension to it.

This one might be controversial, idk? but don’t be afraid to cheat (in moderation). If your household needs more money, motherlode. If they got up too late and can’t eat breakfast before going to school/work, drag their needs back to green (I use the UI cheats mod to do this). This is especially useful when you have bigger families.

Again, take your sim out of the house, go to the beach, go camping, go to selvadora or mt komorebi, go shopping, walk the dog, go fishing. I feel like it's easy to get stuck in the house when you're not motivated to play.

I feel like giving my sims home-based careers also works better for me. When sims are in work like 5/7 days, I feel like I don't get the chance to really connect with them (it sounds weird lol) so I prefer them to have home-based jobs.

Create a house with an outdoor area your sims can hang out in, this helps a lot especially if you hate how indoor pictures look. For indoors as well, I use a lot of lights and windows cause pictures inside the house can look soooo dull.

Mix in pose-player every now and again just to again give the save another level of depth.

Use gameplay enhancement mods like more social interactions, better babies and toddlers, mc command center, true happiness, have some personality please, meaningful stories and slice of life

Just have fun - I try not to think too much about simblr or taking pictures when I’m playing and that takes the pressure off immensely cause I feel like I can apply myself fully to the game. Of course when picture worthy things happen, I’ll take pictures but in those inbetween moments, just don’t put too much pressure on yourself.

I really hope this helps :-)

#wow this is so much longer than i thought it would be #i hope it helps someone at least #also sorry for any typos #english and i are constantly beefing

17 notes · View notes

ubemango · 4 years ago

Note

pups oc trying lingerie for the first time and she’s shy and joon is like ;&:$:?M AL);!:!FU(2?/?/NC):)TIOn bc she looks so hawt :3

>//////<

Also no actual sex in this but like very uh. Horny lol. As is wont to happen

You hate lace. It chafes and doesn’t offer your cooch good ventilation most of the time. But you get an automated email about holiday specials at La Senza, and what’s a little self-care in the form of retail therapy? You’ll sacrifice comfort for the sake of good discount deals, you decide, and before you know it you’ve got an 8-pack of cute pairs of underwear and three colour-complimenting bras shipped to you.

It was Sunny who texted you to sign up for the newsletter. Gets the best deals and the best head, your neighbour/girlfriend since you were toddlers so eloquently explained. It’s actually kind of amazing seeing you go from high school hermit to self-proclaimed cum lover.

(Safe to say you withheld from replying to her for a good seven hours before sending back a very venomous FUUUUUUCCCCCJJJKKKKK YYYOOOOYUUUU!!!!!)

At least she’s nice enough to receive the package discreetly for you because your mom is nosey like that. You spend the day with her in her room, picking which underwear pairs nicely with which bra. And when you ask her which combination would best impress Namjoon, Sunny sits you down on her bed. She stares at you like something very serious has happened, and says:

“You might actually die from dick if you show him this.”

You squirm under her gaze. “What?”

“Oh don’t act so surprised. You tell me so much about how your boyfriend who happens to be massive also likes to make you cry from his pumping and that’s when you’re wearing granny panties,” she explains.

“I do not wear granny panties!”

Sunny pats your shoulder empathetically. “Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

“Sunny.” You fall over onto her blankets. “Pick for me, this is too overwhelming.”

“Fine. Seriously if your uterus isn’t absolutely broken after this then I don’t wanna hear it.”

“Sunny!”

This is how you find yourself at Namjoon’s on a Thursday night trying to fight the urge to rip your fancy underwear out your butt crack while making out.

You both reserve Thursday after work-hours for each other because it’s the only viable schedule option you could agree on. There’s also something really hot about knowing you’ve got one night of the week strictly scheduled for Namjoon and only Namjoon, brain unwrinkling from anything that isn’t the touch or smell of your boyfriend. Putting the world on do not disturb as you indulge in whatever activities you have planned.

Tonight’s plan: getting your uterus destroyed as per the wishes of your dear friend.

Namjoon pins you up against the inside of his door, leaves wet kisses in hurried lines across your throat. Before he can get a sneaky hand up your shirt, you breathe, “Um.”

“Mm?” He sucks on the spot behind your ear.

“I—um. I kind of? Have something to show you first. Uh. If that’s okay.”

Namjoon moves back, eyebrows shooting up. “Oh. Oh—please don’t tell me you got that buttplug with a tail, I was just joking—“

“No!” You heat thinking about that very interesting conversation you had last pillow talk. “Just—ew. No. You wanna give me a second?”

So you make him wait patiently, sitting at the edge of his bed while you scamper off to the bathroom to get undressed for some pep talk in the mirror, because you promised yourself you wouldn’t be like Bella from Breaking Dawn when she tries to pose for Edward on their honeymoon night in her nightgown and it was awkward and you didn’t want Namjoon to laugh at you even though he wouldn’t do that because he’s a nice boyfriend and fucks you in your granny panties and—

You take a big breath in. Look at your boobs sitting nicely in a shiny bra, the fabric of your cheeky underwear stretched over your hips. You can practically hear Sunny now. You’re a weirdo if you think you’re not sexy. Look at you! So scrumptious! Like a sexy little cupcake. (She earned a slap on her arm for that.)

You walk back to Namjoon’s door, and steel yourself.

“I’m coming in now,” you say. You open the door and slot yourself inside against it, trying to fight the urge to make yourself as small as possible so that he doesn’t see, but. He sees, alright.

He doesn’t say anything though. Just keeps his eyes staring a little too long at your cleavage. You swear you see his knuckles twitching.

After another ten seconds of silent ogling, Namjoon starts with: “Please—” his voice cracks— “please come sit. On me. Or my face. Or whatever you want. Oh my god. Come here fast.”

“You like it?” Your feet patter against the floor quickly to make a home out of his lap. “I feel weird.”

“Good weird?”

“Like. Do you think I’m hot?” You whisper.

“I know you feel my boner right now,” Namjoon whines. “Of course I do.”

“Because Sunny thinks I’m obsessed with your cum and that made me feel weird.”

He snorts, tracing the patterns of the lace on top your ass. “I mean—is that such a bad thing?”

“Of course you’d say that, it’s your jizz,” you justify.

“Yeah but I jizz for you, it’s different. Anyway you’re distracting me,” Namjoon says, burying his face in your tits. “One second from busting. Let me eat you out first.”

You don’t refuse.

When you text Sunny after fucking for two hours, it’s a picture of an ice pack resting on your crotch.

#d: pups series #bts scenarios #namjoon scenarios #ubemango fic

294 notes · View notes

purplesurveys · 4 years ago

Text

1198

Have you ever bought a YouTuber’s merch? No. Most of the merch that had been put out when I was still into YouTubers were always underwhelming and overpriced, anyway.

Do you think oatmeal tastes better when made with water or milk? Eugh, I don’t like oatmeal. Ate it everyday for breakfast as a kid and I just want nothing to do with anymore.

Have you ever left a note in a library book? No. I’m pretty sure that counted as vandalism or at least under some kind of violation, so I never did anything to my borrowed books beyond reading them.

What time of day do you prefer to wash your hair? There’s no time of day for me; I just wash it whenever I feel like showering.

Has anyone ever spread lies about you? Just a couple times when I was in like middle school but it was all very superficial stuff that I never think about.

Have you ever taken a photograph with a celebrity? If so, did it turn out the way you wanted, or do you wish you could retake it? Nah. I freak out about the idea of meeting celebrities and always turn down or pass up any opportunity I get lmao. I don’t handle nervousness well so I don’t trust myself to be able to behave or speak properly.

If you could move out of your home country permanently, would you? If so, where would you go? Yeah, anything to get out of this shithole. I’d love to move to Canada.

Is there a celebrity that everyone else seems to love, but you find totally overrated? Why is it that you don’t like them? Taylor Swift. Her music’s just never fallen under my personal preferences, but I don’t actively hate on her or bash her when there’s been no reason to.

If you could volunteer for any charity, which one would you choose? Do you think it’s more important to help humans, or are animal and environmental charities equally important? I don’t think acts of charity should be compared. Personally though, I tend to lean towards causes for animals.

Do you prefer holidays where you relax, or actually do things? My family alwaysssssss makes sure our itineraries are absolutely packed when we go on vacations. Seems like a waste of money to travel to a new place just to stay holed up in our hotel room.

Do you think that after we die our spirit is still alive? No, I don’t believe in those to begin with.

Has anybody ever told you that you could be a model? Yeah, usually because of my build. I hate posing and being in front of a camera, though.

Do you use different kinds of moisturizer for different body parts? ie. hand lotion for your hands, face cream for your face. Or do you just use one moisturizer for all body parts? I don’t use skincare products, though I should probably start because my skin is finally biting me in the ass and giving me breakouts 23 years later lol.

Have you ever felt like you were someone’s rebound? Nope.

Has anybody ever broken up with you over something really pathetic? What was it? Have you ever been dumped in a disrespectful way? (eg. through text, through a friend..) I wouldn’t say it was over something pathetic. She had her reasons and I respect that. Doesn’t mean I can’t resent her.

Did you have a lot of role models as a kid? Not really.

Do you feel like anyone looks up to you? Why or why not? I don’t know, but this isn’t a compliment I get a lot either. I don’t actively try to be a role model, so I don’t care about maintaining such an image.

What was the last thing you found offensive? My mom often throws around subtle homophobic remarks in passing. She knows I hate them because I shoot her a glare every time she does it, but for some reason she never learns...

Who is the nicest person you know? Angela.

Do you feel safe in your country? In a country where the president is a blatant liar, misogynist, has anger and cursing issues, and enables extrajudicial killings? Safety is a dream here.

Do you feel safe where you live? Very technically speaking, yeah I do since it’s a gated village so nothing ever happens here.

Have you been falsely diagnosed with something by a bad doctor? Not necessarily misdiagnosed, but I’m pretty sure I was prescribed the wrong set of medicines for my UTI last year...nothing came out of taking those pills and I felt just as sick (and dead) as I was after a couple of days. The only reason I got better was Angels’s mom is a doctor and gave me the right meds to take, which worked on me within a couple of hours.

Have you ever had a doctor refuse to treat you? No.

Name the strangest game you’ve ever played (video game or real game): WarioWare is suuuuuuuch a weird game haha. Doesn’t stop me from enjoying it, though.

Do you know anyone who has been struck by lightning before? Not that I know of.

Which cartoon character would you want to keep as a pet? Gary from Spongebob.

Do you like marshmallows? Haaaaaaaate them. I never got used to its weird, sticky texture so I always take them out when they’re included in like drinks and desserts.

What is your favorite flavor of candy cane? I don’t consume candy canes much. Too sweet.

Have you ever fostered an animal? Nope.

Do you still take hot showers when it’s hot out? No, I want the water to be as cold as possible.

When writing $ sign, do you draw one line through the S or two? I do two, though I rarely have any reason to write down the dollar sign in general.

What animal have you always wanted as a pet but couldn’t have? We weren’t allowed to have dogs as kids because we “wouldn’t be able to take care of them” – which they were right about, anyway. But we have two now, so it all worked out in the end.

List three people you’ve had crushes on: Gabie, Andi...and that’s it, really.

Have you ever thrown up from cramps? No. Fortunately my period cramps have never been that bad, and the only time they can be a headache is if they’re the leg crampjp that sends me waking up in the middle of the night.

List three people you had a hard time forgiving. I don’t really forgive. If someone fucks up badly enough that I feel the need to cut them off, that’s pretty much it for me.

Who is the most spiritual person you know? I don’t know.

Would you ever start a vlog? Sure. I’ve always wanted to try it, but I don’t have a decent vlogging camera and am not invested enough in the venture to spend on one. In general I’m also not comfortable being in front of the camera, as I’ve already shared several times here. Vlogging does look fun though, and I definitely would’ve already given it a shot if only I felt more comfortable.

Are your dreams coming true yet? Some of the short-term ones, sure.

Do you struggle with depression? I go through phases of it, but I’ve never been formally diagnosed just because I’ve never booked a trip to the psychiatrist.

Are you haunted by your past? No

What medical conditions do you have? Do scoliosis and lactose intolerance count? Those are the main issues I have.

Do you use a Magic Bullet? Why did I think this was a vibrator...? Anyway, I looked it up and no, I’ve never used one.

What does your apron look like? I’ve never had to use one regularly.

What are your favorite spicy foods? Curry, tteokbokki, ramen, samgyeopsal with ssamjang, spicy fried chicken.

Which do you like better: being an adult or being a kid? Being an adult has a lot more freedom to it even though I have to go through heavier and deeper shit, so it’s still more worth it to me.

Were you excited to be a teenager on your thirteenth birthday? I was heavily depressed back then, and was for a while, so I didn’t have any feelings about turning 13. I don’t even remember my birthdays up until the 15th.

Did you feel insecure in high school? In the first half, yeah. But I started opening up more and gaining friends by junior year, so at that point I wasn’t feeling too shy anymore.

Would you ever be friends with someone who was suicidal? I hate this question that I am simply ignoring it.

Who was the biggest bully in high school? My school didn’t tolerate bullies so no one ever dared to be one, in the grand scheme of things. But back in kindergarten Kaira used to love targeting me - she was my big bully before she became my friend, lol.

What was your favorite class in high school? History, of course. I personally didn’t like literature but I enjoyed English classes, just because it was easy and was a guaranteed A+ in my report card.

Would you rather have a daughter or a son? Daughter.

Have you ever written to an advice columnist? Nope.

Have you ever had a doctor not believe what you told him? Not really, but I’ve had a doctor be a total asshole towards me before.

If you’re female, would you feel uncomfortable having a male gynecologist? No.

Do you like Lisa Frank? No.

What gives you nightmares? I don’t really get nightmares.

Were you ever hospitalized as a child? Nope. I was hospitalized one time, and I had been 11 then.

Did you get senior pictures taken? Yeah, for both high school and college.

What color is your bicycle? The family bike is blue and silver. Not that I could ride it, lol.

Did you ever have to take home a fake baby in health class? No...is that a practice in other schools? That’s so weird if it was.

Would you rather wear ivory or white on your wedding day? What color will your bridesmaids wear? White. Ivory can be for the bridesmaids, actually.

Would you rather have a swimming pool or trampoline? Swimming pool. Trampolines are neat, but I would get bored of them so quickly.

Do you think babies are cute? For the most part yes, the only exception being if I have to be exposed with a baby/toddler that is prone to screech-crying. My patience is an extremely thin line when it comes to children like that lol and I FEEL BAD for feeling like so... but I just can’t deal with harsh sounds like that one.

Do you dream about the future a lot? I guess I daydream sometimes but it’s nothing obsessive.

Do you think about your past a lot? I’ll daydream or feel resentful sometimes, depending on what or who I’m thinking about lol. But I don’t stay in the past for too long.

How good are you at living in the moment? I’m a lot better at it. It’s nice to be in the now.

Have you ever questioned God’s existence? I did starting when I was 10, and I also disowned my religion by that time.

Vanilla frosting or chocolate? Chocolate foreverrrrr.

What’s your favorite foreign cuisine? It’s always a three-way tie among Indian, Malaysian, and Thai.

Have you ever moved to another state? No. We don’t even live in states.

Did you do anything productive today? Well I had work today, so yeah I’d say I was. I had two meetings and worked on a bunch of spreadsheets and decks, so it was a pretty productive day.

Can you say the alphabet backwards? Nope.

Do you like flowers? Sure, but I’m not obsessed. It always feels nice to receive them, though.

Have you ever thought you were gonna die? Every single time I get catcalled by men I always have the fear that they’d go all the way and drag me away to my death. That’s why I’m usually in shock whenever it happens and I’m never able to retort.

What kind of mood are you in today? Super relieved because it’s Friday. A bit guilty because I had Starbucks delivered when I had already spent a lot this week, but I keep telling myself I deserve it after working all week haha. I just wanna enjoy my coffee and salmon dill sandwich in peace lmaooooo

What are you craving right now? This salmon sandwich I ordered, so I’m hella glad I got it.

Is there anyone you would seriously punch right now if you had the chance? Maybe shove, but not punch.

What is worse, physical or emotional pain? Physical. My pain tolerance is extremely low, lol.

Have you ever walked in on somebody doing something… questionable? I don’t think I have.

If you were to make videos on YouTube, what would they be of? I think just doing the trendy games like the Lie Detector game would be fun haha. I wouldn’t take it too seriously.

Posting pictures of yourself in a bathing suit on the internet - ok or not? ...It’s 2021.

Do you typically laugh when somebody falls down? If it’s a close friend or a relative I’m close with, yeah. Anyone else I would immediately try to help.

What is the most disturbing movie you’ve ever watched? Eraserhead or Under the Skin, which I didn’t even bother finishing.

Your opinion of Katy Perry, please? I like her older songs.

If you could say anything to your Mom right now… what would it be? Stop acting like a brat when you don’t get your way. You’re literally reaching 50.

#survey #surveys

2 notes · View notes

thefinalexperiment · 5 years ago

Text

Black Satin (4/10)

Pairing: Billy Russo x Reader

Warnings: suggestive content, fairly unhealthy relationship lol they’re both kind of sociopathic, villain reader, implied cheating, consented cheating kind of? it’ll make sense if you choose to read it

Previous parts can be found in my masterlist thanks to dumblr and the link censoring.

Every time he came home, on that rare occasion he managed to make it back, he smelled like her perfume. He hated it, hated the way it clung to him like a cloud. Now, he didn’t feel guilty, mind you. (Y/N) didn’t care one bit that he was sleeping with another woman. Billy rather thought she liked it, in some twisted way. Not that she liked the fact that he was sleeping with someone else, but the thought that he was pretending to fall for someone else seemed to thrill her.

“She’ll never know you like I do,” (Y/N) had said with a smirk. “I almost feel sorry for her… She thinks she’s special to you… but only I am.”

“Only you, sweetheart,” he’d replied before promptly taking her to bed.

But he did hate the way Madani acted. She wasn’t (Y/N), and that was no fault of hers - no one could ever measure up. Still, when she treated him like they were equals, or, heaven forbid, that she was somehow higher and mightier than him because she was in charge of Homeland… now that really pissed him off. Dinah Madani could never hope to equal him. Billy knew he was cleverer, stronger, and one step further ahead than she could ever hope to be. As for (Y/N)… lovely, sweet (Y/N)… Now there was his equal. Strong, clever as a fox, and sexy to boot, what more could he ask for? The way Madani strutted around and tried to treat him like a blindfolded toddler was laughable compared to the level of trust, honesty, and - dare he even think it - love he shared with (Y/N).

Now, as he walked inside, finally home again, all he could think about was the way the other woman’s scent lingered, a pungent reminder that someone else consumed his time - time that would be better spent with his woman. His wonderful, beautiful, no-nonsense, no-power games woman… He desperately needed a shower before he crawled into bed with her, something to scrub away the noise of Dinah Madani.

It was later than normal, so he didn’t expect (Y/N) to still be awake now. As quietly as possible, Billy put his keys in the dish by the doorway and tossed his wallet on the kitchen island. He slung his coat off and over his arm, heading towards their bedroom. As he passed by the living room, what he saw there made him pause.

Billy never liked to get her hopes up, but after so long without her, he’d texted her saying he’d try to make it home that night. Evidently, (Y/N) had taken his message to heart and attempted to stay up to welcome him back. She lay on the couch, fast asleep, a glass of wine on the coffee table in front of her. Beside it, the bottle and a second, empty glass waited, presumably for Billy. A black silk robe draped over her - not the bedroom kind of robe, just what she liked to wear over her pjs before bed when she got a little cold.

The problem Billy found himself facing now posed quite a difficult dilemma. He could wake her, and see that adorably sleepy version of her, vulnerable and soft, that he rarely saw, or he could let her be. No, she wouldn’t want that… Maybe he should carry her to bed and roll with whatever happened from there.

It soon became clear that his deliberations were in vain, however, as (Y/N) began to stir, as if she could sense his very presence. Her bleary eyes fixed on him, and suddenly, she was wide awake.

“Billy…”

He moved to sit in the space beside her, and she sat up, lunging forward to wrap her arms around his neck. She was somewhere between vulnerable and possessive, and not quite fully conscious yet.

“I’m here, sweetheart,” he murmured to her, letting his fingers caress her hair.

Her embrace tightened around him at that, and she nuzzled into the crook of his neck. Billy tensed at that, remembering everything that he brought home with him.

“You smell like her again…” she whispered, fiddling with the soft hair at the junction of his head and neck.

“Well that just won’t do,” Billy teased, still speaking softly as if to preserve some bubble of tenderness enclosing them. “You’ll have to help me wash it all away… replace it with something better.”

(Y/N) sat up to look at him, with that little, knowing smirk of hers, letting her fingertips trail from the back of his neck, over his shoulders, and down his chest.

“As long as you promise to tell me all about everything you’re doing to her while we do…”

Billy nearly purred at her touch.

“I think you’ll like this story, sweetheart… I killed her best friend… and I was the first person she called for help about it.”

She made a low noise, then chuckled.

“I think I’ll like this story very much…” she said, untangling herself from him to get to her feet. Her hand trailed down his arm, and when she reached his hand, he couldn’t resist entwining his fingers with hers.

“Tell me all about pitiful little Dinah,” (Y/N) said, leading him through the bedroom and into the bathroom, already beginning to tug at his clothes - especially the tie, she loved messing with his ties. “I want to know everything…”

#billy russo #billy russo imagine #billy russo fic #billy russo x reader #jigsaw #jigsaw imagine #jigsaw x reader #jigsaw fic #the punisher #the punisher netflix #netflix the punisher #netflix punisher #the punisher fic

56 notes · View notes

des-dabbles · 5 years ago

Text

Simmer, Get to know

Tagged by the amazing @doreas and @wesunnysimmer, Thanks sweeties!!🧡🧡

Under the cut since it’s so long.

Your name: My birth name is Lorene. But online, I’ve been going by Des for a while. All spawned from Desira, which originally was my WoW main’s name.

Languages you speak: Fluently? None. lol. I speak English. Took French for 4 years in school, but remember VERY little.

Are you a mermaid: Whose been telling my secrets? 😂 But really? I wish.

Your playstyle: I guess at this point, story-based. I do love challenges and that’s what I started this simblr with.

Your selfsim picture:

Stories or gameplay, builds, lookbooks, edits or cc: Ummm... All? I like dabbling in everything. Doing what is fun at the moment.

Your favourite age state: Oh man. They’re so precious when they’re in the toddler stage. Just want to pinch their cheeks. But I’m such a huge romantic, so my fave fave is YA. I like playing them when they’re older and ready to take on the world. Find their love. Etc.

Your favourite season: So... my favorite worlds don’t tend to change with the season... But... Summer and Winter, I think. At least I find these seasons the prettiest to take screenies in.

Your favourite holiday: Ummm... Winterfest? I haven’t played a true holiday in a while.

How was your day: My day has been really good. Putting things in motion for my BC. Getting ready for my anniversary tomorrow. So, been very nice.

Your favourite career: I like the active and stay at home careers (though I haven’t played them all yet.) I do tend to gravitate towards the more creative ones like writing or painting.

Your favourite aspiration: Hmmm... I don’t know. Tend to do the knowledge and creative ones.

Your favourite ep, sp or gp: Favorite Expansion: Dang... toss up between Seasons and Island Living (Look, I love the mermaid. I love the world. There are things lacking but it’ll always be a fave for me). Favorite Stuff: Laundry. Favorite Game: Parenthood

How old is your simblr: Funny enough, it just passed up it’s year anniversary on Feb. 4th.

Have you woohooed: I’m a stay at home mom of two. I’ll let you decide.

Your favourite skill: These questions are tough. Not really but... Gameplay wise, cooking is always fun to watch. And dancing, as terrible as it is.

The size of your mods folder: too big. lol 21GB. 🙈

Your 3 favourite mods: So.. I couldn’t live without MCCC, Pose player and UI Cheats.

Your interests (other than sims): I love to read. Been playing a lot of Stardew. I’ve played World of Warcraft in the past, but it’s been a while since I’ve logged in.

Your favourite sim (picture if possible): There are sooo many. But, if I had to pick one...

It’s simple and early in my learning editing tricks, but I still really love this picture.

which sims games you have played (including mobile games): I started way back in Sims 1. Played 2 and 3. Played the offshoots like Castaway and Medieval. I know I played it on a console but can’t remember which one.

Propose a crazy scheme: Uuuuuhhhhhh... I don’t deal well with pressure.... I can’t think. Brain shutting down...

Best part of simblr: The people I have met, hands down. I admit to being a bit of a hermit, and I have met some amazing people through simblr, some that I consider my very dear friends and can’t imagine not talking to them daily now.

Worst part of simblr: I think it’s something we all agree on: the hateful message. Be it on anon or not.

What other games you play: I mentioned it up there, but mostly Stardew Valley. Occasionally Diablo 3. And maybe one day I’ll play WoW again.

other websites or accounts (origin, twitter etc..): So I really don’t do much social media anymore. I did recently start a Pintrest that I want to dabble with for more sim mood boards. Username: Desira Sims.

I’m tagging the usual suspects: @fataleromeo, @simmingkatie, @doodlesimss, @apollon-sims, @simmeronnie, @katsimsdreamer, @thealienships, @lotusplum @volcano-pasta, @neluun, @desysimmer and @thesimsters-stories. Ignore this is you want or if you’ve done it. And always feel free to say I tagged you if you wanna do it

#tag game #simblr get to know #wesunnysimmer #doreas

21 notes · View notes

lilith-swbf · 5 years ago

Note

How do you think the other skaters like Minami, Phichit, Yurio, and Chris etc pamper Haru-chan once he's a toddler?

*plops down and opens storybook with flourish* I’m GLAD YOU ASKED! pfff this got long af forgive me

Imma go into more than just when he’s a toddler if that’s alright lol as well as random tidbits that crossed my mind 😄

Phichit:

• At first, Phichit is kinda wary that Chiharu doesn’t like him, cause he’s pretty quiet when Phichit holds him, but as it turns out, Chiharu is just super comfortable around him. When Yuuri goes to skate and Viktor has to coach, for example, they hand Chiharu off to Phichit most of the time, if he’s there, cause Chiharu is just so calm with him and rarely gets fussy. He snuggles his lil plump cheek on Phichit’s shoulder and watches mama skate on the screen in the warmup area, and will often refuse to let anyone else hold him once Phichit has him.

• All. The. Selfies. With Viktor and Yuuri’s permission, Chiharu becomes a co-star on Phichit’s instagram when he babysits. Gahh, imagining Chiharu with those cute instagram filters makes me melt, omg… 😍

• Can you say newborn photography??? Spoiler alert for the next chapter, but while Haru-chan is still tiny, Phichit books a flight and comes to visit with photography equipment in tow. Under Viktor and Yuuri’s watchful eyes, he poses bby nugget in several different ways and captures some truly precious photos. He convinces grumbling, reluctant mom and enthusiastic dad to be in a few of them, too. (Extra spoiler alert: one photo in particular gets chosen in a photography contest)

• Because Yuuri calls Phichit “Phichit-kun”, Haru-chan copies his mama and calls Phichit “Cheeto-kuu” while he’s learning to talk and it makes everyone in the vicinity die of cuteness every time. (੭ु ›ω‹ )੭ु (many thanks to @croaissant for sharing that invaluable headcanon with me literally over a year ago. I remembered ♡)

Minami:

• Kenji-nii (or Kenni-nii in babyspeak) is the designated wrestler, for sure. Toddler Chiharu wins every time, naturally, and Minami delights in his triumphant giggles when he pretends to fall over from tiny baby punches and head butts. ♡♡

• Catching bugs!! Especially butterflies, which are Chiharu’s absolute favorite. Minami teaches him to hold extra still so they’ll light on his finger, and he’s just spellbound by the lil bugs. For several weeks, Viktor’s lock screen is a picture of Haru-chan with his brow creased and his lip poked out in concentration, shining eyes fixed on the bright yellow butterfly perched on his chubby finger.

• If Minami is holding Chiharu, he’s most likely on his shoulders. Nevermind the fact that Haru-chan holds onto his hair and probably pulls it sometimes; Haru-chan likes to be tall and that’s the way it will be. (Bonus: imagine Yakov solemnly shaking hands with bby bean at eye level)

• Minami knows better than just about anyone how to make Chiharu laugh. Even during the stage of babyhood when Chiharu is pretty solemn, Minami is always able to coax a few gummy baby giggles out of him, and it’s the sweetest sight. Viktor and Yuuri have about a thousand videos of him doing it. ♡

Chris:

• During the stage when Chiharu isn’t great at ‘r’ sounds just yet, “Chris” becomes “Kiss”, lol. Chris tries and tries to get him to pronounce the ‘r’, but Haru-chan stubbornly insists he’s “Kiss”, at least until he learns to pronounce ‘r’ correctly. It turns out to be apropos, though; toddler Chiharu mimics Chris’ European way of greeting (kisses on both cheeks) and gives Chris two sweet, clumsy cheek kisses every time he sees him. He won’t give anyone else two successive kisses exactly like that, so it makes Chris feel so loved. 😢

• DESIGNER BABY CLOTHES. Yuuri is horrified at the thought of Chris spending that kind of money on their baby, but eventually realizes Chris is going to do it anyway and relents. Catch Chris on instagram with a Gucci diaper bag over his shoulder, holding baby bean and sporting matching Balenciaga hoodies #fashionablebaby #coolestuncle😎

• You wouldn’t think Chris would be the type to be good with kids, but he IS. If Haru-chan is fussy while they’re all out and about and mom and dad are looking tired, Chris is usually the one who ends up with him, especially when bean is fairly small. Chris just holds lil man and rocks him and rubs his back, quietly humming to him, and 9 times out of 10, Chiharu is asleep within a few minutes, drooling on his shoulder. Yuri is very jealous and thinks it’s witchcraft.

• Haru-chan is fascinated by Chris’ stubbly chin and jawline. He sleepily reaches up to touch it sometimes when Chris is bottle feeding him. ♡

Yuri:

• Let’s face it, Yuri is the favorite uncle, mostly because he comes to visit the most often. Any time he knocks on the door of either Viktor and Yuuri’s house or the onsen, wherever they happen to be, Yuuri (who of course would know Yuri was coming) will stop what he’s doing and turn to Chiharu and raise his eyebrows in a gasp.

“Who’s at the door, Haru-chan?” He whispers, hushed with excitement. “Is it uncle Yura?”

And Chiharu’s eyes get all big and starry and he hastily scrambles up from his seat with all the grace of a 2 year old and toddle-runs his way to the door at top speed with Makkachin trailing protectively behind him. He yells Yuri’s name over and over in his sweet little voice, but of course, it comes out more like “Yoo-ah” than Yura.

(Outside the door, Yuri’s struggling not to melt from the inside out cause he loves bean so much lolol)

Yuri finally opens the door, kneels down, and catches his happy nephew into his arms for a tight hug and a ruffle of his messy black hair.

(Viktor was recording the whole time shhh don’t tell Yuri)

• Despite being frigid and competitive out on the ice, Yuri is soft to a fault with Chiharu. Any game Chiharu wants to play, any kid’s movie he wants to watch, Yuri’s there for it. Even if it’s something he normally hates. Haru-chan wants to play save the princess? Yuri looks damn good in a crown anyway. Haru-chan wants to watch Yuuri’s old Moomin VHS tapes for the hundredth time? Pop that shit in, buddy, I’m sure there’s something in there we missed the first 99 times we watched.

• (Viktor and Yuuri have a plethora of pictures of Yuri sprawled on the couch asleep with Chiharu conked out on his chest after a long day of play.)

• It’s hard, but Yuri really does do his best to temper his language around Chiharu. You can bet that Chiharu’s probably heard a few things he shouldn’t, but at least Yuri’s trying. (Cue Haru-chan toddling up to Viktor while he’s washing dishes and asking what a “fuck” is. A plate is probably dropped.)

LOL I got carried away but that’s fine 😂 thank youuuuu for inspiring me to ramble about these babes cause I love them so much 💖💙

#anonymous #yuri on ice #swbf #bby bean is so so loved #😭🙏❤❤

36 notes · View notes

whetstonefires · 5 years ago

Note

I have wandered into your tumblr and I want to know absolutely everything about your ideas for Earth 3 Impetus and Motion. EVERYTHING. Possibly the least relevant part of that is the family line, as Earth 3 often has really skewed versions of the characters. Would the first Johnny Quick even have a speedster grandson when he was killed and his blood used to power his successors?

Oh, cool ask! Thank you!

😄 I’m very happy to talk about this but I’m afraid you may be disappointed, because I’m Doing It Wrong. I’ve been working off and on on a bespoke Earth-3 for the past…several years. Production has slowed but not stopped. It’s up to over 300,000 words on AO3 at this point.

The issue that set me off was that tendency to skew; I didn’t like it. I found that, most of the times DC had built into Earth-3 before rebooting again, there were two countervailing currents leading writing decisions. On the one hand to make things As Wrong As Possible compared to the main timeline, and on the other to just make them…arbitrarily different.

Lois Lane is Superwoman, evil counterpart of Wonder Woman, for some reason, woop-de-do; this fits under both categories.

This process worked neither according to the ‘timeline that diverged into a Bad Timeline at some point in the distant past but somehow contains versions of the same people in the same place’ premise of the original Star Trek ‘Mirror, Mirror’ episode, nor does it work according to any direct cosmic principle of inversion, although some of the early versions claimed to.

(See: Mirror Christopher Columbus discovered Europe and then later Evil George Washington conquered England for the American Empire, what even guys. 😩)

Also Earth-3 so transparently existed almost every time it was reinvented as a place to get villains from, and to look bad in comparison to the main timeline, without any attention to making it work internally, which I thought was a damn waste of a cool concept. ‘A damn waste of a cool concept’ drives a lot of fanwork lol.

So for my world, I had the slightly conflicting goals of working as close to that amorphous thing ‘canon’ as possible, and of making the setting stand on its own, as a superhero setting, with internal causality and more or less the usual sort of hero-versus-villain logic. So I inverted the alignments of only superheroes and supervillains, and kept as much as possible of their backstories intact.

This means my stuff doesn’t map onto any canon Earth-3, especially not the one from Forever Evil because that came out after I’d already gotten all the big things pinned down. 😅 Some people get upset about this and come yell at me about how i.e. Owlman is Thomas Wayne Junior. But since I always saw that particular concept as a huge cop-out from looking at how few alterations it takes to turn Bruce Wayne into a spectacular villain, I was like ‘nuts to that’ from the start.

If you’re cool with my relationship with canon, on we go.

-&-

So, Impetus and Motion! I don’t remember what I said on that one post where I remember blathering about it, so forgive me if I repeat myself. ^^

Lineage is the same as canon, technically. I’ll go over it; if you don’t care just skip ahead to the next subsection. 😄

Mirror Barry Allen, the Dash, got his villain name for his signature kill technique of grabbing someone, hyperaccelerating them, and then letting go at the right moment that they get dashed against something immovable and go splat. He dashes people against things.

(His eventual sidekick, Blaze, got his for liking to make things combust by accelerating their molecules. The combination makes them sound like a pair of racehorses, which they did not intend and are very annoyed by when it’s pointed out.)

The Dash is pretty scary, especially because most of the ways he abuses his speed for profit are so low-key nobody even notices (i.e. screwing with the stock market) and he doesn’t need to be a supervillain. He just likes it.

His public villain profile is relatively low for the level of danger he poses, tho, because his town is infested with really dumb superheroes who beat him embarrassingly often, when he actually turns up to fight or is successfully ambushed. And with the occasional exception the scale of his crimes is fairly small compared to i.e. Ultraman.

Keeping him imprisoned is ridiculously difficult, tho. He can’t be completely depowered (because the Speed Force is external to him and all the power dampeners that are used assume they’re trying to shut off something generated internally) and he’s really smart, so it took years of battles to keep him long enough to transfer into a proper cell even, and longer to get an unblurred look at his face.

His secret identity survived so long that Barry Allen was there to comfort Iris West after she was targeted by the Dash on several occasions, and they were married by the time he got ultimately unmasked.

She left him after that and moved back to the future, which she was still from because that’s hilarious, but he eventually tracked her down and promised to reform if she’d take him back. This obviously fell apart eventually, but not until after the twins were born.

I haven’t mapped out the mirror Thawne line. I assume the Thawnes with healing powers who inadvertently adopted Barry’s twin were much nicer in this timeline but idk if he ever became Cobalt Blue or what. I hope he lived to old age. Apparently there have been multiple Cobalts Blue? Idk idc, Flash continuity what even are you.

Everyone thought Eobard Thawne was nuts, but he actually did go back in time and stop the Dash from destroying the world with nukes in a fit of rage, his historical analysis, method of giving himself speed powers, and time machine were all successful. He may additionally suffer from some degree of psychosis, but he wasn’t wrong. (His little brother still exists in this universe because good!Eobard wasn’t the type to manipulate time to erase inconvenient family members. He also doesn’t have the title Professor because he never got tenure, so he just goes by Zoom.)

-&-

Bart is still Don and Meloni’s kid. Frankly I don’t understand those two in the normal timeline, so it’s hard to construct their mirror versions in any depth or even decide whether they should get mirrored. (Probably not tbh.) But I don’t exactly need to, because the resulting Bart is very much the same and thus doesn’t really know them. He was still born with his weird speed glitch that caused him to be raised in a simulation, and eventually time-traveled to un-glitch him.

The difference is that he’s not a nice kid. He’s a two year old who looks twelve and has received all his socialization from reasonably good AI in a world that was not real. Where nothing had consequences. Where nobody was real.

He’s very frightening, is Impetus. Impetuous, wildly powerful, selfish–oddly sweet, occasionally, in the ‘gay and innocent and heartless’ way of Peter Pan, but probably even more likely than Peter to knife someone. He’s so delighted the first time he eats actual ice cream, as opposed to a simulated version, but the ice cream stand is now on fire.

Mirror Bart isn’t so much cruel or even un-empathetic as solipsistic. He’s arrested in the state of an intellectually advanced toddler playing, what’s that game called, the one where the objective seems to be getting in car chases a lot? When was the last time they made a new one, I feel like I haven’t heard it mentioned in ages, it’s a dead franchise isn’t it I’m old. Grand Theft Auto! That’s it. He doesn’t just not understand that danger is real, the way Impulse started out. People aren’t.

Impetus is easily bored and surrounded by NPCs. It gets ugly, sometimes.

He also time-travels a lot more frequently than normal Bart, because he doesn’t really get attached so he doesn’t try to maintain a normal life of any kind, so he pops up all over the timestream.

Jason Blood hated him personally long before Bart had any idea who he was; they have a villain rivalry plagued by causality issues and closed time loops that is alternately epic and stupid as fuck.

And then there’s Thad. Thad’s had a less awful time than he did in canon, I think–President Thawne is not technically a supervillain so he’s probably about the same as in the original timeline, but even assuming Meloni and Don are still out of the picture (probably it’s Barry’s fault in this dimension?) raising a kid as a ‘defense mechanism against a supervillain’ calls for less extreme brainwashing fuckery than raising one to hunt down a superhero.

So he probably behaved a bit more like a reasonable grandparent, simply because the context incentivized him to emphasize concepts like duty and loyalty more, and hatred less. He might even have been able to go public with Thad’s existence, depending on the spin he came up with. Among other factors.

But it was still a depressing, isolated, dehumanizing way to grow up, and it went on a long time, because as per canon Thad has the opposite problem from Bart in terms of how he passes through time. Motion is a 40-year-old man with a 12 year old’s body and approximate life experience.

Thad was already So Tired when he finally got out into the world on his own, and once he encountered Impetus he learned pretty quickly to both pity and fear him.

Even when Thad tries to avoid Bart and just have a life, Bart always crashes back into his existence again, and in the meantime he feels guilty. Because even if he could completely shake off having been raised to see countering Impetus as his whole reason for existence, he’d still feel a lot of personal responsibility to try, because he has the ability to stand up to him in a way almost no one else does, and he knows Bart’s out there resulting in casualties.

Due to all the time travel involved, even having just defeated Impetus doesn’t mean he’s not still out there at an accessible point in the timestream, needing to be stopped.

Impetus results in Motion the way Inertia resists Impulse. They’re very much locked into an action-and-reaction framework that does not even a little bit help with Thad’s clone identity issues.

Except for how the amount of time Thad spends saving people from Bart has slowly created a fairly large body of people over the course of history who know them as distinct entities, and like Thad a lot better.

Good feels good. ^^ It’s not necessarily the case that this happens, obviously, but with their alignment swap they also ultimately exchanged who’s defined by isolation. It takes Bart a long, long time to even understand that he’s lonely.

#flash family #thaddeus thawne #earth-3 #my take #bart allen #impetus and motion #the opposite of an evil twin #i hope this was the desired amount of everything #barry allen #BARRENCE #good and evil #mirror universe #ask #hoc est meum #wyldcard4

50 notes · View notes

firethatgrewsolow · 6 years ago

Text

Swiss Time - Chapter Sixteen

**The adventure continues (and this time it didn’t take ten years between chapters lol). Side note - it’s come to my attention that the little separator lines don’t work on mobile, so if the transitions in the chapter seem abrupt, that’s why. Apologies! Thanks for reading, and I hope you like it! <3**

Natalie jumped at the sharp crunch behind her, dropping the phone into its cradle. She spun around to find her aunt gnawing on a piece of celery, a devilish grin firmly planted on her face.

“How’s David? Enjoying the land of the rising sun?”

Nat’s mouth fell open. “Were you … eavesdropping on my conversation?”

“Of course.” Another crunch rang the room. “Would you expect anything less?”

Natalie snatched the stalk away, tossing it onto the bar. “Has anyone told you how obnoxious you are?”

“I do my best.” Sue gingerly reclined onto the sofa, nursing her bloody mary. “So, what did you talk about?”

“Why don’t you tell me? Since you were listening to the whole damn thing.”

“I just caught the last part. Unfortunately,” Susan added with a wink. “I suppose you didn’t mention where you spent last night, huh? And that you barely made it here in time for the call?”

Natalie sank into the chaise next to the window. “No. I didn’t.”

“Speaking of last night, care to fill me in on the details?”

“Not really.”

Susan cocked her head. “You are on the pill, right?”

“Aunt Sue!”

“Just making sure you’re safe. After all, you’re quite the juggler. Last night with Robert and then our trip down under next week?” Sue’s lips curved approvingly. “My, my, I didn’t think you had it in you.”

Maybe I don’t. Natalie’s eyes glided to the sheet of glass beside her. The sun was beginning its descent, casting shimmering shapes across the expanse of Lake Geneva. She watched the elegant crafts threading through them, her mind wandering. She hadn’t meant for things to escalate so quickly with either of them. Truth be told, the connection with David had been somewhat of a surprise. As was how precious he’d been to her. Promising to call and actually doing it. He always keeps his promises. Unlike someone else she knew. There was another truth, though, a painfully obvious one. And that was that it just didn’t matter. Robert could do or not do whatever he pleased, and she’d still be lost. The draw she had to him trumped everything. What am I getting into? What am I already in?

“Out of your head, Nattie. You’re not answering the question.”

Natalie met her aunt’s vexed gaze. “I’m sorry. What was it?”

“Do they know about each other?”

Nat hesitated, rolling her lips. “Kind of.”

Sue’s brow lifted. “That’s a no if I’ve ever heard one.”

“Not true. Robert knows that I … spend time with David.”

“Darling, you may spend time with David, but you spent the night with Robert.”

Nat shook her head. “But we didn’t do anything … much. Just watched a movie and hung out.”

“Hung out,” Susan repeated, barking a laugh. “I like it. Nice euphemism. I wonder exactly what was hanging out.” She grinned as her niece cut her eyes at her. “You do realize what you’re doing here, right? A game of cat and mouse with some pretty big egos.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Sighing, Sue propped her feet up on the coffee table. “You know these aren’t boys from school, Nat. They’re grown men, and they’re not typically fond of sharing.”

Natalie shrugged. “There’s nothing to share.”

“You spent the night in Robert Plant’s hotel suite, honey. If that’s nothing then it’s a whole lotta nothing.”

“Bullshit is what it is. They have girls in every city. Probably more than one.” Nat crossed her arms. “Hypocrites, the lot of them.”

“Hypocrisy is the principle they live by. And you’re well aware of it. Look, all I’m trying to say is that you’re getting in a little deep. And that’s something, coming from me.” Susan rose, padding toward the bar. “You’re playing with fire, love. And somebody’s going to get burned.”

Nat’s attention returned to the glittering lake. Maybe Sue was right. It was a lot to handle. And she’d promised herself she’d not get involved. It was a load of trouble, but more importantly, a potential career killer, and she was just starting to gain real traction. The rattle of glass against crystal filled the air, and Natalie glanced at her aunt. “Isn’t it a bit late in the day for bloody marys?”

“My day just started, sweet. This is breakfast.” Susan tipped the vodka, pouring liberally. “Would you like one? I hate to drink alone, and seeing as how Christian’s stuck at the casino with your boyfriend-”

“My boyfriend? Really?”

“Well, one of them,” Sue drawled, capping the bottle.

“What’s he doing down there?”

Susan rifled through the swizzle sticks, finally opting for her discarded stalk of celery. “Why, it’s the soundcheck, darling. Don’t you remember?”

Oh, shit. Natalie stole a peek at the clock on the bookcase. “Sue, will you call a car? I’m late.”

* * *

“So, you shag her yet?”

Robert rolled his eyes. “It’s none of your business, Bon-”

“That’s a no.” Bonzo cackled, his gaze for an instant darting lower. “You must be in a bloody bad way then, yeah?”

The singer expelled a tense breath, partly in frustration at the lack of filter on his friend but mostly because he was spot on. The night had been magical … sweet, loving, and far from chaste, but not quite the scenario that he’d hoped for. Robert clenched his jaw as Bonzo droned on.

“Well, never mind that. We’ll be in the States before long. Plenty of birds there.”

The drummer spoke the truth, but somehow the words were far from consoling. Robert needed Natalie, not some random girl from the third row. He’d resigned himself to the fact that it was probably going to take time, and he wasn’t going to pressure her or speed things along. He wanted her to want him so badly she couldn’t wait another minute. He knew it would be worth it in the end, but, fuck, he wished the clock would tick just a tiny bit faster. Still, it had been a joy simply being with her, their playful kisses and quiet whispers as they explored each other. Christ, he’d never seen somebody get so wet. It drove him completely mad. She knew it, too, flashing him the wicked little smile usually reserved for when she got her way, which was most of the time. And how she would secretly study him when she didn’t think he could tell what she was doing. Absolutely adorable. Ahh, and her eyes, so big and dark, one second wide and nervous, the next sly, devious. And sexy. Fucking hell, so sexy. He’d watched them close as she’d fallen asleep in his arms, the moonlight finally melding into morning. She’d woken up in them, too, a tangly-haired, sleepy-eyed mess. His tangly-haired, sleepy-eyed mess. He clenched his jaw again, tamping his body’s response.

“Bloody fuckin’ hell, mate. You’re a fuckin’ lost cause.”

Robert blinked, finding Bonzo through the film of the reverie. “What?”

“Get out of your head. And I’m not talkin’ about the one on your shoulders.” The drummer lit a cigarette, blowing out a thin stream of smoke. “I was saying you’re a lost cause. And that your girl’s even later that you thought she’d be.”

Robert canvassed the clock hanging haphazardly above the catering table. Bonzo was right. She was going to miss the soundcheck. Damn it. For a moment, he considered ringing her, as he’d done earlier. Meh, it’ll probably still be busy. They must have it off the hook. He snagged a Chimay from the small aluminum tub they’d set up as a makeshift cooler. What was she doing? She’d been gone for over three hours. It didn’t take that long to shower and fetch fresh clothes. Odd, very odd. His stomach rumbled as the aroma of newly delivered short ribs wafted through the room, and with a sigh, he pushed the thought away.

Nat sprang out of the taxi, hustling across the street before the light changed. She rounded the corner, bound for the casino, stopping in her tracks at what awaited her. A throng of people encompassed it, packed shoulder to shoulder along the sidewalks. She scanned the smoky crowd, lingering on a trio of girls that were casing those around them apprehensively. They know they aren’t getting in. In truth, most weren’t. There were simply too many of them. Some were seemingly stoned enough not to care, but that wouldn’t be the case with everyone. Summoning her reserve, she dove into the thick of it, worming her way through with resolute determination. Weathering a few scowls and cross words, she finally reached the tall double doors that marked the entrance to the concert hall. She rapped on the glass, waving to Tom, who was in conversation with a security guard she didn’t recognize. She slipped through the crack he made for her, leaning back against the doors as they shut.

“You should have come around the other way.”

Her eyes flickered to his. “Appreciate the advice, Captain Hindsight. I thought this way would be quicker. I had no idea there would be so many people.”

“You missed the soundcheck.”

Nat waved her hand dismissively. “Couldn’t be helped.”

“Robert didn’t look too happy.”

She ignored the ribbing and the goofy smile on his face. “Are you going to get to film? I did my best.”

“Looks like it. But that Grant guy ... he’s, um-”

“Formidable. I know. Just don’t fuck it up, and you’ll be fine.” She smirked, brushing past him as he turned a shade paler.

She located the boys in the private anteroom adjacent to the hall. Robert and Bonzo were in the corner, hovering over one of the catering tables while Peter and Christian reclined on the sofa, discussing McCartney’s new band, Wings. John Paul and Jimmy were in opposite folding chairs, quietly tuning their guitars and sipping Heineken. Such a contrast to the wild sea of fans just meters away.

“You’re late. You missed the sound check.”

Natalie glanced toward the source of the grumpy proclamation, squelching her amusement. Robert was posing, hands on hips, pouting like an overgrown toddler. “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me for having a life. I had to go back home at some point.”

The singer grumbled. “There was a song I wanted to do for you.”

“Sneak it into Whole Lotta Love. You put everything else in there.” She blew him a kiss, falling into the sofa next to Peter, who patted the top of her leg with a beefy hand.

“What’s it like out there, love?”

“It’s a madhouse. I mean, everyone’s being cool, but I bet there are four or five thousand people. And this place only holds two.” She caught Jimmy appraising her out of the corner of her eye. “Have you thought of maybe piping the sound outside?”

“Bloody hell, no!” Peter scoffed, crushing his cigarette. “We do that and there’ll be twenty fuckin’ boots on the shelves before it’s even bloody over.”

Natalie dropped her bag on the end table. “So what? Christian’s filming the damn thing.”

“Yeah, but he’s not trying to sell it.”

“Well, I think you’re making a mistake. These people came from miles away, and some of them are going to be pretty pissed off when they realize they can’t get in. You should give them something.”

“Peter, I agree with Natalie. They deserve it for travelling from so far away.”

She pursed her lips to quell her smile. The band leader had spoken, and that sealed the deal. With a grunt, Peter stood, gesturing to Christian, and the two men disappeared into the hall. Nat kicked off her sandals, curling her legs underneath her. “If it’s any consolation, I believe you’re doing the right thing.”

“T’was a good idea.” Jimmy angled his guitar against the sofa. “Peter’s a bit too protective at times.”

“It means quite a lot that you’re allowing Christian to film the concert.”

Jimmy rose, taking the manager’s former seat. “He’s promised us discretion and full authority to destroy it if we deem that necessary.”

“I see.” The cagey nature of the group was no secret. They ran a tight ship and a closed shop, the collaboration with Sandy Denny being one of the rare exceptions. If something didn’t show Zeppelin in the best possible light, it didn’t get shown. Or it disappeared. Nat had heard rumblings about an episode in Bath the previous year. The boys meant business. “Do you ever think you might regret being so heavy-handed about things like bootlegs? Maybe one day you might wish there were more.”

Jimmy met her gaze. “Regret isn’t in my nature. It’s wasteful. And I tend to believe that events transpire as they’re meant to.”

Nat had forgotten what a curious color his eyes were. Not quite green, but not quite hazel. There wasn’t really a name for it. “Like destiny, you mean?” She watched them narrow for a fraction of a second, his response lost to the raucous shouts behind her.

“Bonzo, you fucking git! You’ve ruined it!”

“I told you not to touch my food, mate.”

Nat twisted around to find an extremely furious Robert holding up his black bolero, which was slathered in a reddish-brown sauce. As Bonzo dissolved into a fit of boisterous laughter, she did the same, her hand sailing to her mouth.

“Fuck you, mate.” The singer shoved him mightily, stumbling backwards as his friend returned the favor.

Nat jumped up as they repeated the action, warily circling each other. “Cut it out, you guys.” She yanked the blouse from Robert’s grasp, surveying the damage. “Don’t be such a baby. This will come out with a wash. It’ll be as good as new by tomorrow.”

“Well, what am I going to wear tonight, then?”

“Who gives a fuck, Percy. Just prance around like you always do.”

Robert flew at him, but Bonzo was ready. With surprising agility, he skipped to the side, sending the singer straight into Natalie. She hit the ground with a resounding thud. “Goddamnit! What are you doing?”

“Christ, I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

Robert held out his hand, but Nat smacked it, grabbing Bonzo’s instead. “You’re like a bull in a china shop. Too rowdy.” She dusted the dirt from the back of her dress, freezing as she spied a newly formed rip in the sleeve of her cardigan. “Damn it! Look what you did.”

Robert picked up the discarded bolero, draping it on the arm of the sofa as he peered over her shoulder. “Did I do that? It’s not so bad.” He grinned as she glared at him.

“I just bought it.” Sliding off the sweater, Natalie inspected the tear. “And now I’ll have to get it mended.”

Robert tugged the cardigan away, his mouth curving as he admired the white and yellow daisies along the placket and collar. “This is rather nice. Blue, too, my favorite color.” He nibbled his lip. “I don’t suppose you’d consider letting me-”

“I want it back. Fixed.”

“You’re on, lads!” Peter’s voice rumbled through the room. It was time.

#robert plant fanfiction #robert plant fan fiction #robert plant fanfic #led zeppelin fanfiction #led zeppelin fan fiction #led zeppelin fanfic #swiss time

48 notes · View notes

asexualzoro · 7 years ago

Text

list of reasons I find zoro ridiculous

after my similarly titled mihawk post took off I decided to make a zoro post, since he’s my second favorite character and also arguably the most ridiculous character in all of One Piece. here we go

- I know what you’re all thinking. i’m gonna open this list with how he wields three swords, right? no. no, Zoro has done so much ridiculous bullshit, this doesn’t even seem weird anymore. i don’t even bat my eye at this. this is nothing. now that i’ve got that out of the way, let’s begin

- this dude has like, an obsession with cutting off his own limbs? and MAYBE i can understand trying to cut his feet off when they were stuck in wax—you’re trying to save your friends, i get it—but what about when he was sword shopping in loguetown? who’s first response when buying a cursed sword and testing if it’s really cursed is “i’ll toss it in the air n see if I get amputated lol.” plus there’s that old filler where luffy gets his finger stuck in a bottle and, when he asks zoro for help getting it out, zoro tries to CUT IT OFF. im convinced he lost that left eye of his bc he got dust or something in it and then tried to stab it out

- there’s like, several occasions where Zoro has been directed to head up a staircase and gone some other direction. it happened in enies lobby and in dressrosa? like, what’s the dude got against stai—... oh, wait

- his reintroduction post timeskip. get on the wrong boat? just cut it in half! who even cares! how’d you even end up on the wrong boat? you had to walk towards that boat, which means looking at the boat. that boat looked nothing like the sunny, wouldn’t zoro have noticed that? he also has to make an effort to climb on, which means, you guessed it, looking at the boat! he probably sees the crew members, maybe even gets helped up by one or a few. how did he not at any point in time notice that wasn’t his boat?

- also when they landed on sabaody the first time and zoro was like “i’m gonna go take a walk!” and both Sanji and Usopp tried to stop him, talking to him like concerned parents of a troublemaking toddler, like “Zoro you can’t go out there you’ll get lost!” to which Zoro replies “yeah but the grottos are numbered, I can find my way back if I just remember the number!” and Sanji and Usopp are like “okay, solid logic, even YOURE not dumb enough to mess that up” and what does Zoro do? what does he fucking do?

- I want to emphasize he messes it up because a bubble covers the 4 in “Grotto 41” so he thinks it’s grotto 1. BUBBLES. ARE. TRANSPARENT

- “sorry, I don’t pray to god” fuckin edgelord

- Zoro’s epithet is “Pirate Hunter” and it’s super lame. he could’ve been “Demon of the East Blue” but they went with pirate hunter, even though he became a pirate. even Chopper’s is better than his lbr

- THERES A SCENE WHERE SANJI THREATENS TO PUT RAZOR BLADES IN ZOROS FOOD N ZOROS LIKE “do it u won’t” SO SANJI DOES AND ZORO JUST EATS THEM? ODA EVEN GOT ASKED ABOUT IT IN AN SBS AND CONFIRMED YES, ZORO DID IN FACT EAT RAZOR BLADES. THIS 2EDGY4U BITCH JUST. STRAIGHT UP. ATE RAZOR BLADES

- in film gold he wears that black jacket under the white one. mind you he had no way of knowing he would be trapped in gold by tesoro or that they’d all have a dramatic coordinated outfit change once he was free so what the fuck was he doing? why did he wear that? who wears two jackets for no reason?

- “if i’m gonna be a statue I want it to be in this pose” “i’m glad I struck a pose”

- remember when zoro fought mr. 1 in alabasta and mr. 1 dropped a stone building on him and he was just like “this is a rocky day” or smth equally awful? i hate him

- the tarzan yell in skypiea

- actually, the goggles too.

- didn’t he try to convince someone he was fighting they were sunglasses bc they had some blinding light-based attack? I feel like he did but I don’t remember skypiea well enough to be sure

- Zoro vs the bird in skypiea. spent a fair amount of the damn arc running around skypiea getting messed w by a bird (which, according to Luffy, was more evolved than Zoro bc it had developed a sense of direction. burned by ur own captain)

- when asked why Zoro was able to speak with a sword in his mouth, oda said “IT’S HIS HEART SPEAKING”

- that colorspread Zoro where he reads a book about weightlifting while balancing a weight on top

- when Zoro fights that masochist guy in film gold (I think his name was dice?) and said some cocky ass one liner after the guy fell unconscious that went something like “What's wrong? Didn't it feel good? Aren't you gonna scream in pleasure?" awful

- Zoro almost gets murdered by Mihawk and then, later that day, tries to take on fishmen underwater. others r like “you cannot handle this, you will literally die” and Zoro doesn’t even care bc Luffy is in trouble

- he was sailing bc he left home to find mihawk and then couldn’t figure out how to get back

- remember that filler where Zoro taught Luffy how to skate but then forgot to teach him how to turn. I love both that this happened and the implication that Zoro is a person who knows how to roller skate and therefore has spent time roller skating. Zoro roller skating backstory when?

- when Zoro was fighting oz, a 500 year old corpse, he licked his sword. now, on top of licking his sword being ridiculous as hell because, listen, there’s NOTHING cool about licking your sword. you just look like a loser. but a sword that just came out of a 500 year old corpse? really? i know it was preserved by the cold and all but there’s no way it didn’t rot at all. that’s a rotted, frozen corpse. Zoro what in the HELL were you thinking. I hope you get sick

- i’m sure it probably wasn’t even the first time he licked his sword in a fight but I will say with absolute confidence he looked like a loser every single time

- I feel like he licked his sword while facing mr 1 but I can’t remember. if he did, that’s honestly iconic. stare down a dude that’s made of swords while licking yours? power move. only decent time to kick your sword

- Zoro, joining Luffy: “if you stand in the way of my dream i’ll kill you!” Zoro, a day later: “of course i’ll carry my captain in this heavy cage on my back to safety. oh this gaping wound in my side? nothing. who cares about bleeding to death, my captain needs me!”

- all those big weights he’s got. all of them.

- especially that time he was lifting weights post thriller bark after barely surviving kuma, still heavily injuries, complaining about how weak he is. buddy...

- that time in drum island where he decided to train by going swimming in the freezing ice-country water, then when he got out he got lost in the snowy mountains until he wandered into a random battle and took out some guy just to steal his coat

- this isn’t the only time he steals some random dude’s coat

- the chimney.

- that filler in smiles lobby where he gets, like, abducted by a bunch of children for a day and integrated into their family?

- Roronoa Zoro went fursuiting in dressrosa and that’s a canon fact you all must acknowledge

- speaking of being a furry anyone remember mugiwara theater?

- THE FUCKING MUGIWARA THEATER NAMES. mugiwara theater is a gift, alright? here’s some: nakamura hanzorou. zobear. ZOROMILK

- I FORGOT TO MENTION. THAT TIME ZORO N USOPP WERE HANDCUFFED TOGETHER AND ZORO TRIED TO CONVINCE USOPP TO PLAY ROCK PAPER SCISSORS WITH HIM TO SEE WHICH ONE OF THEM WOULD HAVE TO CUT THEIR HAND OFF

- also the fact that his logic was “it’ll be fine cuz chopper can just sew it back on”

- can we also talk abt how later that fight he uses Usopp as a sword because holy shit Zoro

- this isn’t technically zoro’s fault but the guy who sold him his sword to him in loguetown has a giant version of bounty image up above his bath, which........

- barto asked for zoro’s autograph and Zoro just wrote “sword”

- the grave of the rumbar pirates was finished right around when Zoro woke up from his coma post thriller bark and Zoro decided to walk over while Brook is sitting there mourning almost everyone he ever loved and just. plops his sword—an inanimate object—in the dirt by the grave of BROOKS ENTIRE CREW like “hey i’m gonna bury this here u don’t mind tho right? cool”

- he’s lucky Brook is such a cool dude cuz if I was mourning the death of MY crew and some fuck decided to plant a rusty sword there i’d just fuckin kill em

- in Zou they were talking abt whatever and Luffy mentioned how Sanji was as strong as one thousand men and Zoro, clearly jealous that Sanji got praised by Luffy, butt in with a stuttery objection on how HE was stronger than Sanji and worth TWO THOUSAND men, which luffy ignored, and Nami had to reassure him that yes, Zoro, we know you’re strong. toddler

- this is also not technically zoro’s fault but one time someone asked oda in an sbs which strawhats would eat ice in their drink and oda answered who would n wouldn’t (Luffy, Chopper, Brook, Usopp, and Robin would, if ur wondering). Zoro was on the wouldn’t list, and some fan sent oda a letter informing him of a panel where Zoro was shown eating ice to disprove this. someone pulled zoro ice eating receipts on oda and that’s a fact we all have to live with

- the first time Zoro meets mihawk—the strongest man in the world, the man he wants to defeat someday, and incredibly powerful and impressive dude—he cries like a baby

- zoro’s been crucified like 4 times now. once in his introduction than in three movies (6, gold, nebulandia). idk why this keeps happening but honestly? keep it up

- when Brook joined the crew, Zoro said he was sorry for Brooks bad luck as if one of the first things Brook ever saw Zoro do wasn’t to try and die for the crew via Giant Paw Ball of Pain

- speaking of, i’m pretty sure half the reason zoro DIDNT die in thriller bark is because if he died via smth as silly as a giant paw ball his injured pride would kill him again

- I was going to make fun of Zoro for wearing only a suit and a fake mustache in dressrosa as a disguise but then I realized, like, given how absolutely shredded Zoro was in Punk Hazard and how that suit somehow managed to squish it all down without zoro ripping the sleeves off? solid disguise

- when merry was burning and everyone’s bawling and remembering great memories on the ship and Zoro was standing there, 100% stoic, remembering a nap

- Zoro saw marines (Garp) coming to Water 7 while Luffy was still unconscious and ran off to warn the others but couldn’t find his way back to the hotel

- that G8 filler where he falls off a cliff in pursuit of his swords

- speaking of fillers, remember that amnesia one? (ha). highlights include Zoro trying to physically fight a small sea horse (plus Usopp doing a bad lip-syncing) and Zoro swimming through the Grand Line with his swords tied to his head by his bandana

- meets a dragon, eats the dragon

- it got mentioned once that Sanji and Nami canonly help Zoro and the other guys get dressed. so every time Zoro wears something absolutely ridiculous (which is often), it’s probably Sanjis doing

- “I can’t believe I cut a freaking booger!!”

- speaking of, remember that time Luffy flicked a booger into Zoro’s drink at the Baratie and Zoro tried to force him to drink it?? remember that?? I hate them both

- that time Zoro was trying to find the Right Eye in Skypiea, said that (though the path to get there was STRAIGHT AHEAD) all he had to do to find the right eye was just keep going right (even though that would just lead him in circles!). and then after that do you know what direction he went?? do you know?? he fucking went left

- the time Zoro got lost walking on a straight path in a filler.

- Zoro lost to a guy in a fight and just fucking let the dude cut him in half. like, yes, the baratie scene was all cool as all hell and I love it but Zoro did in fact basically invite a dude to cut him in half

- when they were hit by negative hollows and everyone else said stuff that was kinda funny but Zoro went straight up “I don’t deserve to exist” please honey talk to someone

- he was fighting Kaku and kept engaging in Kaku’s devil fruit bs and then berating himself for being uncool as if he wasn’t already fighting a giant giraffe

- to end this list, I want to get to Zoro’s absolute worst offense. remember when Zoro fought Kaku and he did that asura form thing? where he straight up grew four extra arms and two extra heads, all wielding swords? what the FUCK was that? and don’t tell me “fighting spirit” alright. that’s bull. people don’t just GROW EXTRA SWORD-WIELDING BODY PARTS because they’re just REALLY INTO a FIGHT. like I know this is One Piece and shit’s ridiculous all this time but this? this is too much. even for One Piece this is too much. this is so ridiculous. there has to be a line, even in One Piece, with what these guys are allowed to get away with. I can accept haki so good you can see the future. I can accept spinning so fast you set your leg on fire. I can accept being made of springs. I can accept booger bombs. I can accept all that and more, but this? this is where i take my stand. Roronoa Zoro cannot keep getting away with this! fighting spirit is just not an explanation. and the worst part? the absolute worst part?

- Zoro makes four extra limbs and two extra heads, all armed with swords, MATERIALIZE out of THIN AIR with absolutely NO REAL EXPLANATION and then pretty much NEVER DOES IT AGAIN! he did it once in sabaody (and once in strong world) and then hasn’t done it since! everyone else uses the power ups they got in enies lobby all the time but Zoro, somewhere out there, knows how fuckin sick this attack is (bc yeah it’s ridiculous as hell but like I still enjoy it) and he just won’t do it again. not once post timeskip has he used it at all. Roronoa Zoro knows what he’s doing and he is out there, right now, laughing

- roronoa zoro is one of my top three favorite one piece characters and I make this list entirely out of love. (feel free to add on more moments I may have missed and i’ll add them)

#One Piece #roronoa zoro #Zoro #im making a tag for these lists and it is:#ridiculous lists #I love this man. hes awful and I love him #I also want you all to know ive had this list in my notes for like a month and ive been adding to it this whole time #roronoa Zoro is a piece of work #my posts

2K notes · View notes

texanpeanut · 7 years ago

Text

Snapshots: Part 1

Some Peace Corps volunteers are excellent photographers. Their Instagram and Facebook profiles are filled with the perfect pictures - cute kids posing with crafts they’ve made, motivated farmers standing proudly with their tree nurseries, strong mothers whipping up some fire peanut sauce, or their charming village silhouetted against the sunset. I, however, am not one of those volunteers. I never think about taking pictures and when I do they never turn out well, always out of focus or with weird coloring. It might have something to do with the fact that my phone is from 2012, and while it still functions excellently and I am glad to have it, the camera pales in comparison to what’s available on newer models. Also, I tend to think that some of the most memorable or iconic moments are ones I can’t capture with a photo. So, over the past few weeks I’ve been trying to capture these moments with words. Here are some of the feelings, events, or short stories I thought worthy of taking note. I’ve titled this post “Part 1″ with hopes of making more like this in the future!

Observations While Traveling

the sept plas driver using a wooden block to keep the tires from moving because he can’t put the car in park

sharing the front passenger seat with a grown man so nine people can fit in a car made for seven

the feeling of awe seeing a massive stone cliff face loom above the trees as the car turns corner after dusty corner

mild agony as the car slows, lurches, slows, lurches over and over; jostling as the car dips through washouts; the urge to pee continuing to grow

Moments in Village

excitement after checking on a tree nursery that’s actually sprouted a good amount. little babies!

the satisfaction of walking home from the garden at sunset, looking at the mountainous horizon thinking that things are gonna be alright

the silliness I feel when I try to be helpful and pound rice with my mom and sisters

the closeness I feel to them when we exchange a few simple smiles

helping the women in my village cut an entire laundry bucket full of onions for lunch at a baptism and not crying a single tear

responding “yes, i’m trying” every time the women ask me “Binta, you can cut onions?!” as if they’re surprised i have even one culinary ability

the moment before i ride my bike down the big hill toward my road town, listening for an oncoming car in the distance, knowing I’m making quite the risky decision

doing it anyway and feeling the wind in my hair through my helmet and my eyes watering and the howling in my ears but coasting to a stop at the bottom feeling like everything is right

the joy on my mom’s face when I give her and my sisters a loaf of homemade challah bread I made while in Kedougou. “binta, your dad’s going to be so happy that he will dance today!”

and my sister confused about the six-strand braid asking if it’s really just one loaf of bread

holding a two week old baby having no clue what to do except not let the head drop

telling the grandma the baby is beautiful only for her to respond “no, he’s so ugly”

watching a toddler shove handfuls of dirt into her mouth as if it were candy

sitting at a women’s group meeting, appearing to be in deep conversation with another volunteer while the women count dues, when in fact we are actually just discussing our favorite kinds of cereal

helping the same women’s group build a tree nursery, casually reflecting on how many hours I have spent up close and personal with poop (in the form of manure) since arriving in this country

sitting with my friend under a mango tree at the end of the day, watching the setting sun, learning about upcoming Ramadan and talking about the pilgrimage to Mecca

Storytime - The Dog

As I’ve mentioned before, I have a dog and her name is Lyra. She is about five months old at the time I write this. She is a great companion and normally follows me everywhere I go. One afternoon, we’re walking together to the well to pump water, like we do every day, and she abandons me somewhere along the walk. I go to the well, fill my bucket, walk home, and still don’t see her. However, I’m not worried. I figure she is playing in the bush and will come back to the house eventually like she always does.

I go into my hut, put the water bucket in the backyard, change into my running clothes, and sure enough by the time I’m done and heading out for a run, Lyra comes jogging up to my door. Two things are off. First, her stomach has swollen up like a balloon. My first thought is “what the fuck did you eat.” Second, she looks up at me with the most satisfied look on her face and there’s the clue - the fur around her mouth is all completely stained red with blood. Fuck, lol.

So I go around the corner of my hut and find my answer. I look down at what she’s been tearing apart, the reason why she abandoned me on our walk, and find the rear half of a dead lamb, completely disemboweled. I just stand there for a few seconds with my mouth in the shape of an O, realize my host-mom is staring at the whole thing, then quickly assure her it wasn’t Lyra!!! She didn’t kill it!!! She just found it!!! Then throw Lyra in my backyard and awkwardly leave to go for my run.

I come back from my run, ready to take a nice refreshing bucket bath, but because my dog’s face is covered in blood and she smells like a dead animal, figure I should try to bathe her first. Figure I should try to bathe her even though I know she absolutely hates water. As you probably guessed my attempt was a failure. I tried to hold her in my arms as I lathered the shampoo and water but she got all slippery like a boiled hotdog and fled from my arms when I was only maybe 2/3 finished, making sure to claw desperately at my scalp on her way out. Ouch.

I walk outside to see where she went and of course she found a nice big pile of dirt to seek comfort in. I grab a towel to dry her off and tell my family “you see, this is why I don’t bathe her. Y’all always ask me why I don’t bathe my dog, I tell you she hates water, and this is what will happen.” Lyra’s last say on the matter was to bite my hand and run away again as I tried to rub her down. Okay.

And finally to top it off, as I’m walking dejectedly back to my hut, soaking wet and covered in dog hair, my dad calls out to me “Binta! Don’t bathe your dog! She hates water, you hear? She refuses to be bathed, you hear?” Like as if I hadn’t already told them that a million times! Okay.

After I finish my own bucket bath I put on some clean clothes and go outside to sit with my family as we wait for dinner to finish cooking. Lyra comes up to me seeking a pat on the head, I reject her, and she promptly throws up a nice steaming pile of sheep guts next to my feet. Then falls asleep right in the middle of the compound at 8 pm. She spent the entire following day sleeping under my bed and farting little clouds of the most foul stench I have ever encountered. Okay.

Anyway, she’s fine now. The end.

More to come later!

- Maggie

#peace corps #peace corps senegal #peace corps africa #senegal #bush dog #dog #stories #volunteer #africa

1 note · View note

romanssippycup · 7 years ago

Text

Undeniably Important Chapter 8: Logan’s Notepad

Hey everyone! Got some exams out of the way. I’m doing alright, but glad to be done with the brunt of it all. SUPER stoked for new Sander’s Sides video, but Thought I might write while I’m waiting. Part 3 of Surgery should be coming out within two days. And then After all the prewritten chapters of UI (Name curteous of @remmythepegasis) have been posted on tumblr, I’ll start continuing on this fanfic. Love you guys and I hope you enjoy! Btw, this is a HUGE chapter and might take a little over 10 minutes to read. Lol.

Hint: Time is important in this story...

Chapter 1 – Chapter 2 – Chapter 3 – Chapter 4 – Chapter 5 – Chapter 6 -- Chapter 7

"Well, theres not much to tell." Princey looked down at the ground with all the eyes on him. "We were, acting civilized for the first three minutes. We both had different ideas so we didn't really fight over clothing. That is, until we grabbed a hold of that grey shirt." Roman motioned upstairs. "It was an accident on Anxiety's part, *cough* I beg to differ *cough* but it was unintentionally tossed on top of your tall dresser Thomas."

Thomas nodded letting him know he was still listening.

"I climbed up the dresser to grab it, but the dresser couldn't stand upright with me holding onto the side of it. Thus, I fell backwards. If Anxiety hadn't...saved me. I might have been squashed."

Gasps were heard in the room, mainly from Patton.

"Anxiety you saved Roman!? I'm so proud of you kiddo!" Patton had finished his potatoes and there were literal stars in his eyes from pride.

"Ugh." Anxiety rolled his eyes. "Look, I only pulled him out of harms way."

"Another reason deduced that you are more than just Anxiety." Logan looked Anxiety's way who only avoided eye contact with the Logical trait.

"Well. I'm so glad that the Outfit War went mostly okay. It's alright Roman. I'm sure Anxiety won't make you wear anything too embarassing. Right Anxiety?" Thomas gritted the last question through his teeth.

"Psh. We'll see. He shouldn't be concerned, remember? I do have fashion." Anxiety smiled victoriously.

"That's still worrying." Roman growled.

"Now Anxiety, don't go choosing an outfit thats inappropriate." Patton advised. "Make sure all privates are CLOTHESed off."

"Oh my god Patton! Pffff!!"

"Patton your not helping my nervousness!"

All Logan did was sigh.

"Hahaha!! Alright you guys. Always a pleasure to talk with myself. Joan and the others are coming to pick me up at 4:30 pm. What time is it now?"

Logan checked the stopwatch. "11:16 am."

"Great! We all got some time to kill. I guess-"

"Oh wait!" Logan interjected. "This is yours." Logic held up the stopwatch so Princey could see it.

"Hm? What? Oh yes!" Logan's interjection startled Princey from his humbling daydream and he caught the stopwatch in mid air as the Logical trait passed it to him. Roman snapped and the stopwatch dematerialized in his hands.

"Oh and don't forget the coat rack, tape, and sharpie I brought up." Logan reminded him.

Roman irritatedly glared at Logan and snapped. A small light illuminated from Thomas's room, confirming the leave of the items used for the Outfit war. "Your welcome." Prince slightly sneered at Logic.

Thomas looked at the other traits. "Ca-can I talk now? Because I'm really tired of people cutting me off." He glanced at Logan who looked at the ground guiltily. The other traits looked at each other and didn't interject. "I can? Great! Again thank you and I really have nothing else for you guys. So, I guess be ready by 5:00 or however you guys come with me to dinner. I'm still trying to wrap my head around this."

"Do not fret over it too much, Thomas." Roman assumed a fanciful pose. "It's nothing for you to be concerned about, but I must go, because I need to remove all my clothes from my living quarters and dump them in Anxiety's room. So...toodles." He wasn't very enthusiastic about this at all and began to sink down.

"Wait Princey, I'm coming too. To make sure you don't hide anything." Anxiety began to sink down with Roman.

"Hide anything?! Are you suggesting that I would cheat?"

"No, but I am going to help carry your clothes so you don't 'accidently' cheat."

"Excuse me count dracula! But I am a knight and and a noble and I always play fair!"

"Sure you do. Thats what you said when you snuck $10,000 behind my back the last time we played Monopoly."

"Okay! Okay. You're right. Ugh, can I at least keep my underwear in my room?

"What would happen if I said no?"

"Oh come on!!"

"I'm just kidding...Sorta."

Their banter faded as they sunk out of Thomas's apartment.

"Well, this was fun! I just hope Anxiety doesn't do anything too horrible to Roman. Anyways I'll see you all later. Oh, Logan you might want to check your desk. Bye kiddos!"

"Bye Patton!" Thomas waved to him.

"Desk?" Logan was confused for a second. Then it hit him. "Oh no..." His gaze shifted to the right at the bottom of the banister. His notepad was no longer there. He reached his hand over and felt around the area where it was. No luck. Then he checked his pockets. No luck there either. His first deduction was that Patton had took it. At this thought, the shade of white Logan's face went was almost equal to that of Anxiety's foundation.

"You alright Logan?" Thomas worriedly asked.

"Ahem. Yes Thomas I am quite alright. Well its time for me to go. I will see you tonight. Byeeeee!" Logan tried to regain his composure as he left in a hurry.

"Goodbye?" Thomas was genuinely confused.

As soon as Logan materialized in the mind palace he ran to his room and closed the door behind him. He was going to scower his desk for his missing item when he noticed it was cleaner than he had left it this morning. Someone had definitely been in his room.

On top of his now clean desk was a card with Patton's hand writing on it and series of small giftboxes. To the right of these was his notepad he was missing. Logan sighed in relief seeing that he was now in possession of it again. But, it still troubled him to think that Patton might have looked through it. He pushed the thought aside and returned his attention to Patton's series of gifts.

Logan couldn't help but give a small smile at the elder aspect's generosity. Even when Patton knew Logan could never actually understand or give something back in return, he was still willing to give. It was one of the few times that Logan wondered what it would be like to have emotions. If he did have feelings, would he be able to give something heartfelt back that meant something to Patton? These series of thoughts were troubling his mind, so he began to open Morality's presents to further avoid more absurd assumptions from entering his brain.

3 minutes earlier...

"...Oh come on!!"

"I'm just kidding...sorta."

Roman and Anxiety teleported inside of the mind palace. Princey faced his room with a reluctant look on his face. "Well. If you can believe it I'm actually glad you came to help me, because we have a lot of loads to carry."

"How much clothes do you have?"

"All the clothes. I have all the clothes."

"Obviously."

"Alright well you better help me. I'll just place it outside your room and then you can figure out what to do with it from there." Roman half strutted half sulked to his room from the hallway leaving Anxiety only a small amount of time to put his plan into action.

If there was another thing besides his name that Anxiety had been keeping from his fellow sides for a long time, it would be his area of control over the mindscape. One of these areas is duplication, where he takes one item and duplicates it making two of that same item. Anxiety had not had enough practice with this power to tell if there was a difference between the real and the fake, but he figured it wouldnt matter much because no one would be suspicious. Or that Logan wouldn't be supicious, to be exact.

Anxiety quickly took out Logan's notepad, made sure no one was looking, and duplicated it by using both hands to pull the copy out of the original. Both notepads were still the same size, had the same marks, and were wrinkled in the same places.

"Perfect..." Anxiety muttered under his breath as he put the real notepad back into his pocket. He turned around to go put the copy in Logan's room when he was met face to face with Patton who had his hands full of presents and a card. Both traits were equally surprised to see each other and the states that they were in.

"Jason Toddler! Are you coming?" Roman called out from his room.

"Yeah. I'll be right there. Patton wanted to say something."

Roman audibly sighed. "Okay."

Both Morality and Anxiety broke eye contact and ran into Logan's unlocked room. Their next conversation was full of whisper shouts.

"Patton what are you doing here!?"

"I could ask you the same thing kiddo."

"I'm returning Logan's notepad. He dropped it."

"Thats funny considering the fact, that you were just holding two notepads in your hand. Did you steal it from Logan? Thats not very nice."

"Patton! I-er-ugh fine! I did, but don't tell anyone else about this, especially Logan."

"But, Anxiety its not right. How would you like it if somebody took something of yours?"

"Look. Here it is!" Anxiety winced slightly as he held up the fake notepad. He hated that he was lying to Patton, but he had already gone great lengths to take it out of Logan's possession. He couldn't stop now. "I'm just putting it back." Anxiety set the notepad on the far right of Logan's desk confirming his words.

"But what about the-" Whoosh. Logan had just materialized in the mind palace cutting Morality short. The increasing thumps of footsteps confirmed Logan's approach. The two intruding aspects shot each other panicked looks as Anxiety teleported out of Logan's room and back into the hallway, leaving Morality to arrange his presents on his own and escape in the nick of time.

Anxiety and Morality stood out in the hallway as naturally as possible as Logan ran into his room and shut the door.

Anxiety sighed and looked Morality. "Don't tell anyone about this." He glared sternly and walked off towards Roman's room, but stopped suddenly. "Please. Please don't tell anyone."

Morality sighed sadly. "Okay."

Anxiety kept walking. "Coming Princey."

"Finally! Here's my clothes since you were so keen on making sure I didn't cheat." All of Roman's clothes began flying from outside of his room and bouncing off Anxiety's room door. Had Morality been in a better mood, he might have laughed. He tried to focus on what Logan's reactions to his presents might be as he tried to get his mind off of his edgy son. His thoughts weren't enough.

2:15 pm.

Anxiety had been in the comfort of his room for a whole hour without getting interrupted. He was changing and making himself and his makeup look more presentable especially after everything he had been through today. This included the Outfit War and moving all of Princey's clothing to his room. Speaking of clothes, the pile stacked almost as tall as the ceiling itself. And all the colors just seemed out of place in the dimly lit, dark room. They almost hurt Anxiety's eyes just to look at them.

After he was finished with getting ready, he plopped on his bed and scrolled through tumblr for the umpteenth time. He put his free hand in his pocket lazily when he felt something rectangular. Logan's notepad! He had completely forgotten about it. With his curiosity rekindling again, Anxiety put his phone down and pulled out the real version of Logan's notebook and began to flip through it.

Most of the pages had been taken up, and it seemed as if there were different sections of the notepad set aside for different purposes. The first section held a ton of random facts and trivia. Typical of Logan. The second section was filled with questions that when answered they were scratched out. Anxiety spent some extra time in this section looking for questions pertaining to him. He spotted one.

What is Anxiety's real name?

It wasn't crossed out, thankfully. But no where else in that section could he find a question that pertained to his role in the mind palace so, he moved on.

The third section was full of Tic-Tac-Toe, connect the dots, and other strategic pen games. These were apparently all of Logan's attempts to defeat himself. Anxiety was more freaked out by this than impressed, so, he moved on again.

The fourth section were doodles. Doodles of mostly dogs. Just page after page of dog doodles. So many dog doodles that Anxiety had began to wonder if Patton had stolen it from Logan himself. Anxiety checked Logan's handwriting to clarify and sure enough, Logan was the owner of all these dog doodles, not Patton. He flipped through each page carefully until he got to something that stunned him. It was a doodle of Patton playing with a dog. It wasn't a bad drawing either. It looked just like him.

Anxiety turned the second page. Another doodle of Patton playing with a dog. And a third. And a fourth. Each one better than the last. Until he got to the 17th page. There was a picture of just Patton and it looked so realistic. Anxiety had no idea Logan could draw that good. He was speechless.

He carefully turned the next page to see another page full of doodles, but these doodles were hearts. Anxiety could tell it took Logan a very long time before he was able to draw a heart right, but once he did, he drew them everywhere. The last page of the section was another doodle of Patton, sitting inside a heart with a big smile on his face. This slightly melted Anxiety's dark heart, as it made him think of the Fatherly aspect and how good he had been to all of them.

He turned the page and found himself in the next section...except...it was very repetitive. And humorous.

"The prince is stupid."

"El principe es estupido."

"Prinsen er dum."

"Princeps stultus."

Just the same phrase in a multitude of languages for about six sheets of paper front of back. Anxiety laughed and took a picture of each page on his phone. Maybe he'd use one or two.

The next section was vocab words. They were devised into categories of Learned and Needs Learning. Most of the words on Logan's lists made Anxiety laugh so hard that he was having trouble keeping himself quiet. Just imagining Logan trying to pronounce and use all these slang words drove him into a fit of giggles. He finally decided to move onto the final section of the notepad: THEORIES.

This is what Anxiety was initially aiming for. He began to flip through the pages looking for what exactly Logic thought about him. Let's just say...Anxiety got more than he bargained for.

Taglist: @mewsicalmiss @here-to-vent @anonymous-snake @cup-of-blue @storytellerofuntoldlegends @cookieartcannon @thagrinbery @ts-sideblog @protecterofalltheaus @pasteries-and-portugal @justanotherpurplebutterfly @remmythepegasis @leesacrakon @kitsuneprideleader @fancifulfox @dolphin-squirrel @evilmuffin @petunia9402 @greymane902 @we-get-it-youre-adorable @withoutfandomsiamnothing @irrelevantbutfabulous @allmycopshowsarecancelled @virgils-jacket @just-fic-me-up @evanisonfire @fandomsandnonsense7 (Let me know if you want to be tagged. :) )

83 notes · View notes