#i wanna have as much time to save money and also like. heal

[foxmulderautism]

getting emails about my writing ma offer is soo funny like girl i cannot afford you!

[radiotorn]

having to restrain from saying anything when my dad dares to say that men get paid LESS than women. in what world. are you out of your fucking mind old man.

[clubdionysus]

[DRABBLE] Last Christmas

warnings: alcohol aisle but no consumption lol

wc: 1.2k

bd total wc: 540k (on-going)

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4 MONTHS EARLIER

"No," you say with a stern look in your eye as you clock Danbi's latest suggestion. At the opposite end of the supermarket aisle you've been down for the past ten minutes, she holds up a dark bottle of overpriced port.

"Oh, c'mon-"

"Absolutely not," you laugh as she walks towards you, shaking your head with playful disapproval. "We both know what happened last Christmas. We're not repeating it again this year."

While Danbi knows you're right, she still pouts. Doesn't even like port that much, just knew it would get a laugh from you, which is why she suggested it.

Late December, you're in need of drinks for the festive little gathering that you're hosting that evening. It'll be a small crowd, just a few friends and other halves, but you're looking forward to it.

You hadn't even been planning on drinking that much, but your boyfriend cancelled earlier in the week, so now you're thinking of just getting wasted. Bars are always open, and Danbi's been whining about a mistletoe kiss all week, so you might even hit the town.

Nothing is set in stone, except for Danbi's need to keep a smile on your face, 'cause Lord knows your 'good-for-nothing, sack-of-shit boyfriend' (her words, not yours) doesn't seem to care about it.

"I'm thinking vodka," you muse, looking at the shelves ahead of you. It's a small section compared to the rows upon rows of wine, but you're not after anything classy.

The aisle you're in is crowded; people stocking up last minute for supplies that will last them for the rest of the festive period. You really should have known better than to leave shopping until the last minute, but had also spent the past two days at home together, with the last of your wine supply and the entire Christmas movie collection on Netflix to see you through.

Christmas is the time to indulge in unhealthy habits, and indulge you have, but you think it's okay if it helps to heal your heart a little bit. So does Danbi. In fact, she's the enabler, here.

"I'm thinking you wanna get shitfaced," Danbi assesses as she meets you, and joins your contemplative gaze towards the clear bottles of alcohol.

The labels are all fairly similar - red, primarily. Shiny. Inherently festive, you think.

There's one bottle that's really grabbing your attention, though. Top shelf. Limited Edition Christmas bottle. Covered in glitter. Comes with a complimentary pot of shimmer dust to pair with the liquor. Is practically calling your name.

"And you don't?" You tease, glancing across to her, pleased to see that she's clocked it too. "What do you reckon? Worth the price tag?"

Nearly three times the price of your regular vodka, you only ever go for top-shelf on very special occasions - important birthdays, your graduation. Christmas doesn't qualify.

"I reckon with the money we'd save by getting the usual bottle, we could get edible glitter from the baking section and just make the bottle glittery at home," she reasons, but is also a sucker for a gimmick. "It is a nice bottle, though. And the vodka is better..."

Her thoughts linger in the air and have you contemplating just saying 'fuck it,' and going for the overpriced chaos of the glittery bottle - until you hear the clearing of a throat beside you.

"Word to the wise," the guy perusing the shelves next to you says, leaning slightly closer so you know that it's you he's talking to, then passes you a bottle from the middle of the self.

Though you can see him in your peripherals, you haven't really bothered to look in his direction - was too focused on the alcohol. The movement of his body spreads the silage of his aftershave, and you're reminded of why you like men so much.

He's dressed in all black, that much is certain, and the hand that passed you the bottle was covered in tattoos. Part of you fears looking in his direction, for the knowledge that you probably won't be able to stop.

"It's made in the same distillery as the top-shelf one," He continues. You don't look at him, still, too busy reading over the label. It's not one you've ever tried before, but it's in the same price bracket as your usual one. "It's just filtered one less time, and doesn't have the marketing budget. You can barely taste the difference. Most of the bars downtown swap the bottles, and no one ever notices. I never told you that, though. And Dionysus definitely doesn't do that. Merry Christmas."

Studying the bottle, you take a second before glancing up across to the man beside you - but he's already walking away.

"Nice to meet you, too," Danbi whistles under her breath as you both watch him head towards the next aisle. Didn't really get a good look at him, either. Didn't realise he was talking to you until the last second. "God. He was like a sauve, sexy Santa, delivering presents and dipping like that. Delightful."

"What does that make us then?" You laugh, still holding the bottle. "His little elves?"

"If that's what he wants us to be, sure," she playfully jokes.

"Well then- ho, ho, ho," you hum in agreement, looking to the now-empty end of the aisle. Broad, tall, and dressed for a funeral, you've no idea what your mystery vodka man actually looks like, but it doesn't really matter. You know he's hot. It was laced in the way he walked away. The way he spoke. The way he'd definitely been eavesdropping and waiting for the perfect time to bestow a little wisdom to you.

If there's one thing you like in a man, it's competence. It's why you're with Seokjin. He has it in abundance. And so did this mystery man, it would seem - or at least, he knows far more about obscure vodka brands than you. Maybe he's a bartender, you hypothesise. Or maybe he's just hot. Maybe both.

"Our very own Christmas miracle," you say with a smile, then turn to Danbi. "Baking aisle? We need edible glitter."

"Baking aisle," she nods, grinning just as brightly as you are. "Shame there wasn't any mistletoe there."

"I have a boyfriend," you remind her, shoulders knocking together as you walk.

Danbi holds her tongue. Could say all sorts of things about Seokjin and his less-than-saintly behaviours. It's Christmas after all. No time for discussions of such unpleasantries. One day, his horrible qualities will just be a memory of the past - as will the presence of your mystery supermarket Santa, and the club he mentioned. You'll think nothing of it as the word Dionysus rings in your head when Hoseok and Danbi insist on going to bars in a few months time to nurse your impending breakup.

You're none-the-wiser now, though. Ignorance is bliss.

Danbi just shrugs. Wraps an arm around you and squeezes you tightly. Giggles. "Bah humbug."

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[ohmytyong]

mark me in your heart [teaser]

PAIRING: drug dealer!mark x bartender!reader

GENRE: angst, smut, kinda friends with benefits au, bartender!renjun, best friend!renjun, action au

TEASER WARNINGS: mentions of alcohol, explicit scene of drug use, use of pet names

WC: tba (TEASER WC: 1,2k)

‣[PLAYLIST]: 505 by arctic monkeys, bad omens by 5 seconds of summer, slow down by chase atlantic, why do you only call me when you're high? by arctic monkeys, a little death by the neighborhood, okay by chase atlantic

SUMMARY: when a sensitive and broken heart meets another one of the same nature, their instinctive reaction is to seek comfort in each other, and in order to heal themselves, they both need to be equally strong and willing to put all their broken pieces back together. but sometimes, some hearts aren't strong enough to be saved; the only way to save them is if the stronger heart of the two is willing to take the risk and try for the both of them, whatever it takes.

A/N: i forgot how long i've had this idea sitting in my drafts. i think it's time it saw the light of day and i think it's better if i share this with you

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“Hey Renjun, pass me that glass” you said as you wiped the thick tall glass completely dry before you put it back on the shelf behind you. You were moving mechanically at this point, the exhaustion of the long night at the bar taking over your entire body. It was 5 in the morning and you had just barely managed to kick out some of the remaining drunk nobodies who were so wasted, that their toxic-infused brains couldn’t even give them the signals to move their own bodies.

Working at the bar wasn’t your dream job but it’s not as if you had a better choice. It was either a bartender or a stripper. Both of them sounded equally bad, so you decided to opt for the slightly better one. If you could even say it like that.

It wasn’t a particularly ideal job but it was enough to get you by. It earned you enough money to buy you food and pay the rent at the motel you were staying at, it got you as many free drinks as you needed to help your mind escape from all your worries and you also got to meet some relatively cool people, so that was somewhat good. The working hours weren’t such a big of an issue either, you couldn’t really sleep anyway. So you were fine with it.

Most nights, the bar usually closed at around 3 am. There wasn’t a set rule on this; it usually depended on how many customers there were and how much they were drinking. Your boss had suggested that you shouldn't keep the bar open all night long, so you kinda decided that it was best to close a few hours after midnight. You weren’t complaining about this though; the sooner it closed, the more time you’d have to get high with your co-worker Renjun at the alleyway behind the bar.

Unfortunately, tonight luck wasn’t on your side, as a group of friends kept on drinking more and more as the hours passed by, which meant that you and Renjun had to keep the bar open until later. You weren’t opposed to this idea, it only meant that you would earn a little bit more money. It was Renjun who started complaining, so he decided to take action into his own hands and practically dragged the drunks out of the bar.

This is how you ended up cleaning up the place this late, rather this early in the morning, with your co-worker. The two of you were too tired to speak, so neither of you made any efforts to spark up a conversation. You both just attended to your respective tasks, waiting for a specific somebody to show up.

Luck surely wasn’t on your side tonight. He would usually show up at around 3:30 am, right after the bar closed, and he would have all the stuff ready, just at the exact moment you needed it. Why was he late today?

It didn’t take a genius to understand that Renjun was clearly affected by the lack of the stuff. He moved around the place nervously, tugging at his hair and stomping his foot rhythmically. He was in a desperate need of it, and you would honestly lie to yourself if you said you didn’t need it half as much as Renjun did.

You put the last clean glass on the shelf behind you and went over to the storage room to grab a broom, so that you could clean the floor a bit while Renjun was still wiping the bar counters. As soon as you closed the door of the storage room, the little bell that hung above the bar’s front door rang with a tinkle and soon after it followed the sound of the so familiar footsteps you were waiting for all night.

“Hey kids, Santa’s here,” his voice resonated in the empty room as he waved a small transparent plastic bag that looked white because of its content. Renjun threw the handkerchief he was holding to the other side of the counter and dramatically jumped over it to go and hug the male who just entered. All of that just at the sight of the clear plastic bag with the snowy content.

“Mark, what took you so long my guy, I’m literally a dead man walking! Give this beauty to me,” Renjun exclaimed and snatched the plastic bag straight out of Mark’s hand. Mark smirked at what Renjun said and immediately started grinning at the sight of the boy’s eagerness.

Renjun went to sit on the bar stool closer to him and placed the bag on top of the counter he had just wiped clean. With slender fingers, he opened the plastic bag and dredged some of the content on the counter. With nervousness in his movements, he set the bag aside and shuffled through his back pocket to find his ID card. He started scattering the white dust all over the counter before he gathered all of it in a straight line with the help of his ID card. When he was satisfied with the result, he put his ID card back into his pocket, lowered his head to the level that his nose touched the cold surface of the counter, took a deep breath and snorted the entire line of crack, the product going straight up into his nostrils.

Renjun blinked several times before he slowly lifted his head. He scrunched his nose and wiped it with the back of his hand, his drowsy eyes looking surprisingly bright considering his state. “Man, whoever hasn’t done crack, never, they haven’t known the beauty of life yet” he chuckled. Mark smirked at Renjun’s comment and you couldn’t help but shake your head amusingly, a small smile creeping up at your face.

Renjun took the plastic bag with the rest of the cocaine and put it in his pocket. “This baby’s for me, thank you,” he amused and turned his heel towards the storage room. “Don’t come look for me, I’ll be right here. If I take too long to come out, then you should be concerned,” he said and closed the storage room door behind him; a scene that was surprisingly quite familiar to you.

You then set the broom down and walked towards Mark. “Hey” you whispered and Mark greeted you back in a low husky voice. “What took you so long? We were expecting you to come earlier” you asked him.

Mark shrugged and leaned his elbow against the counter. “I came by at our usual meeting hour and saw that you guys were still open. I couldn’t risk anyone seeing me so I decided to drop by later,” he said and you nodded in understanding.

“You do have more of those plastic bags on you, don’t you?” you asked him and he chuckled. “Of course I do, pretty. Let’s go outside and treat ourselves a bit, shall we?” he suggested and you nodded again, walking beside him towards the alleyway behind the bar.

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[taintedcigs]

skater!eddie is boggling my mind so bad like just eddie alone is so hot and so cool and so dorky and nerdy but now HE ALSO SKATES???

i just know he would own a black board with the hellfire logo underneath. (he lets you draw cute lil doodles on it and smothers u in kisses when u show him the finished product bc he loves it and u so much🥹)

he!! has!! a!! nose!! ring!!!

and he has a dirty black converse that he NEVER EVER TAKES OFF. that white man is probably wearing those converses in the house and you chide him for it so he blushes and quietly says ‘sorry, hun’ and takes them off quickly !!!!! (he also lets u draw little stars on it and insists u put ur initials <33)

skater!eddie who is hooked the moment he first sees u!!! he tries to impress u by doing flips and once u notice him and can’t take ur eyes off of him he gets nervous and trips >:( then u go to ask him if he’s ok and u give him a worried look and he almost MELTS but tries to act all cool “‘m fine! this shit happens all the time, honey, i’m used to it” but once u leave hes screaming in agony.

skater!eddie who teaches u how to skate and he’s so nervous each time you wobble on the board!! he catches u the second you look like u were gonna fall and u giggle at him and hes SOOO SMITTEN and makes stupid pick up lines each time he catches u like “oh! let me tie your shoes so u don’t fall for anyone else, sweetheart” and he has the biggest smuggest grin on his face and winks at u each time <33

and he encourages u no matter how many times u fail or trip >:( he gives u a warm smile as he kisses the top of your head, “you’re doin’ so well princess, wanna try one more?” his heart aches when u get any scrapes, taking care of them the second u come home!! “don’t worry, sweetheart, i’ll take care of it. hey, you want hello kitty plasters or lil puppy ones?” he says giving u a childish grin as he holds the pink plasters in front of u!! carefully placing them as he gives them a lil kiss to heal <33

and when he breaks his board after years of using it hes all grumpy and upset >:( and u feel so bad bc he loved that lil black board sm so u save some money and the first thing you do is ask max where to find the best boards so she helps u get him another one <33 and u draw the hellfire logo by yourself and draw little hearts on it and when u give it to eddie he almost tears up, looking at u with admiration ‘you–you did this all for me?” you nod with a warm smile on your face and the tears are READY to fall from his pretty honey glazed eyes bc no one has ever gotten him anything before, especially not something as expensive as this :(( and he gives u the biggest hug with the sloppiest kiss as he thanks u over and over again, he’s so glad to have you in his life. his honey, his angel, his girl.

i might just write a whole fic for him bc im down so bad for skater!eddie🫡🫡

[nightmare-foundation]

Act like a dog (get treated like one)

Sooo rubs my hands together. I randomly got some motivation to do some practice writing and I really wanna do some writing for my AK Dick au sooo,, let's hope this is decent lol

For some context: this is my au where Dick becomes the Arkham Knight. It doesn't take place in the Arkhamverse, rather it's in my own comics verse, but the au follows the plot of Arkham Knight. So essentially Dick gets tortured for 1-2 years. This is early in his capture, so he's still a fighter. Also, any time frame mentioned here is 100% unreliable on Dicks part. He has NO idea how long he's been stuck in Arkham. I'd say it's probably closer to a month and a half or two months? Idk, it's up to you lol.

Tw for dehumanization, muzzles, collars, mentions of torture, manipulation- really the Joker is his own warning

Dick tugs lightly on his bonds as the guard rolled him down the dirty, dilapidated hallway, the barbed wire cutting into his uniform and skin. The barbed wire did it's job well; it kept him from moving too much, kept him from trying his luck and attempting another escape. Dick bit back a hiss as the metal caught on a still healing wound, tearing it back open. Quickly, he stopped his movement, not wanting to make his injuries worse.

Dick gritted his teeth as the wheelchair passed over a bump in the tile, feeling his broken ankle twinge painfully at the jostle. He couldn't believe the Joker paid off the Arkham guards, and even the damn inmates. Well, actually, he could obviously see the Joker doing that, but people actually going for the damn money? Ignoring that he's here, even participating in this torment?

He smothered his righteous anger at that. The Joker was volatile and insane, and had a terrifying reputation; of course people would turn the other eye if it kept them and their loved ones safe. But even then, safety wasn't guaranteed, so what was the point?

Dick shoved it all down. He couldn't think like that. That was what Joker wanted; to break him down. Well, he wouldn't let that happen. Couldn't let that happen. With any luck, his family would be here soon, breaking down Arkhams walls to save him, if he couldn't escape. So, hopefully, he wouldn't have to worry about being broken. It's only been a few weeks. Or… was it a month? Longer? No- don't think that. It can't have been that long.

He jerks to a stop suddenly, and Dick looks up to see a familiar room- and a familiar face.

He carefully keeps his face neutral as the Joker grins widely, standing up from his chair and opening his arms wide. “Why, hello there, Bird Boy! How nice of you to finally join us!” The Joker waves them over, and the guard rolls him closer to the middle of the room. Dick can see the chains hanging from the ceiling, a warm yellow light bulb flickering nearby. “Come, come! I have sooo many plans for us today! Aren't you just excited?! I do love a good party!”

Worry and fear curdles in Dicks gut. The excitement, the anticipation in the Jokers body language- none of it spelled anything good. Granted, being in here at all wasn't good, but when the Joker was excited like this… well, Dick was already starting to understand that it was a promise of torment.

“Not particularly, no. Doesn't seem like a super thrilling party; there isn't even any cake.” Dick quipped. Even after all this torture, he still couldn't keep his mouth shut. His voice came out broken and hoarse, throat burning as he tried to sound confident like he used to. It was a fruitless endeavor, though, only succeeding in making him sound like the victim he really was. The constant screaming was really doing a number on his poor throat.

The Joker laughed at him, as if amused by his feeble attempt at fighting back. “That's because you're the cake, silly!” He leaned in close, pinching at Dicks cheek. “And I can't wait to just eat you right up.” The Joker pulled away, grimy hand finally leaving his face. The clown gestured at the guard standing behind Dick–Boles? His name would be important for when he escaped–seemingly impatient with him. “Well, what are you waiting for? Get him out and string ‘em up for me!”

The guard shifted to the front of him, hands reaching towards the barbed wire wrapped around Dicks neck. He tugs at it, the metal barbs cutting a bit into his neck as it's unwrapped and untangled. Fear- no, terror makes Dicks pulse race. If he's freed and strung up- the whip cracking, his back screaming in blinding, white-hot agony, blood pouring down his back and legs and dripping, dripping, dripping down in a puddle as the whip made contact again and again and again-

His blood ran cold. That had been within his first week here. Those injuries, his shredded back, were just barely healed. They still tugged painfully whenever he moved, threatening to tear back open. He- he couldn't- he couldn't let that happen. That couldn't happen again, not the whip, not the fingers digging into his flesh, or the skin being pulled at in such agonizing ways until he passed out from the pain. Dick couldn't go through that again.

The hand from Boles moved, and it was just a bit too close, a bit too fast. Instinct and fear lead Dick as he lashed out with the only part of him that was free.

His teeth dug deep into the flesh of the hand, quicker than he could process what he was doing, hot, metallic blood filling his mouth. A shriek escaped the man's mouth as he wrenched his hand away, Dicks clenched teeth taking a chunk of flesh from it. He spat it out as the guard cradled his bloodied, mutilated hand. “You damn animal!” The man snarled at him, fury and pain written all over his face.

Dick looked up through the strands of his greasy hair, up at the Joker. The clown tutted at him, and it was then that his terror-fueled actions hit him. His heart rabbitted beneath his ribcage as the Joker roughly grabbed his face in a bruising grip, unforgiving as the nails dug into his skin.

“Well, that was just plain rude. Is that any way to treat others? No, no, no, that just won't do.” The Joker let go, walking away to the far side of the room, continuing to talk. “You've just been so naughty lately! All the backtalk, scratching, biting- you're like an untrained, feral dog attacking it's owner!” Dick gritted his teeth at the Jokers words. I'm not a damn dog!

The Joker grabbed something and walked back over. In his hands were- oh, fuck no.

“And, well, when a dog gets too aggressive, you have to muzzle them. Officer Boles, be a dear and hold his head back for me.”

Dick jerked backwards as the man stalked forward, grabbing a hold of his hair and yanking his head back. His hair became slick with blood from the man's injury, and his neck strained painfully.

The Joker moved quickly, and Dick thrashed as the muzzle was forced over his face. The bit was shoved into his mouth as the muzzle forced his jaw shut, teeth grinding against the rubber painfully. The straps were pulled tightly and securely, the muzzle firm and unmoving. Then something clicked around his throat; a thick collar.

Before Dick could comprehend what was happening, his bonds were torn off unceremoniously and the collar on his throat was yanked hard. Dick fell to the dirty, tiled floor, slamming face first into it as the wheelchair he was just in was pushed away. Blinding pain shot through his ankle, briefly making his vision white out before the leash was pulled at again.

“On your knees, boytoy, like a good dog.” Jokers taunting voice sounded, and disgust and humiliation crawled up Dicks spine. But he could do nothing but obey, pain making his whole body shake as he sat on his knees, leaning forward on his hands. He could feel blood seeping down his back, down his front, and he knew his wounds had opened back up.

Joker tugged on the leash as he crouched down, pasty white face far too close to Dick for his comfort. “You do realize i have to punish you now?” Dick froze at that, terror striking through him once again. It must've shown on his face, because the Joker cooed at him, stroking his face. “Aww, don't look so glum, dear. You brought this upon yourself.”

Punishments- punishments were… god, if this was Hell, then the punishments were far, far worse than Hell. The last one he got had been after his last escape attempt. That- that had been the whipping. The electrocution, the burning, being slowly, painfully skinned little by little, layer by agonizing layer. It had lasted days- maybe a little longer.

No, no nononono- stupid stupid stupid- horrifyingly, a sob involuntarily pulled itself from his throat. Nonono don't cry, stop crying, that's what he wants, you're not breaking you're not you won't- he tried to swallow down another sob, but the next made him break. Dick shook his head, weak and terrified and- God he was so tired, so so tired and hungry and thirsty and he was beyond fucking exhausted. He hardly got two hours of sleep the previous night before being woken by yet another night terror, he hasn't eaten in at least a couple days- when was the last time he had water?

The Joker cooed sadly at him. “Aww, c'mere. Papa Jokers got you.” The psychopathic clown tugged him forward into his arms. Dick flopped forward, tears streaming out of his eyes as he cried uncontrollably. He felt equal parts disgust, humiliation and utter relief at the kind contact. How long has it been since he's gotten any amount of kindness, manipulative or not?

God. God, he was terrified. He was exhausted and scared.

And worst of all- he was starting to break.

[noobettes-little-box]

yay very long block tales review time yippee

this will only cover the prologue since i don't feel like doing more right now im recovering from surgery

anyways

adding the cut thing so i don't take over the whole dashboard thing

so let's start off with

THE FILE SELECT!!!!

now to most sane people you wouldn't really think much of this considering that most games have save files, however, they're still relatively new to roblox games, most of them only really have one save, some don't even save any progress at all, though those are pretty rare now. the fact this game has 4 files though is pretty cool i'd say

intro!!

summary

upon starting a save file you are woken up by tutorial terry and given three options

choosing the funny option you get taken to the first "battle" of the game

i say battle in quotes because

yea.....

it is funny to see it the first time though

answering "Yeah!" or "No" gets you the same response of him yelling at you to get out of his bed

you talk to him about the plot kinda and he reveals the game takes place in 2010 and that the hotel reception person was looking for you

going down the hall you get these three doors that teach you how the dash works

dashing is your main form of movement if you wanna go fast

this is only really useful for places you've already been to because there's lots of places you can find hidden around and going too fast is a good way to miss them

you go to the receptionist and he reveals that john shedletsky needs you for something at roblox HQ (john shedletsky is the very first roblox employee and made the famous sword fight on the heights)

and upon exiting the hotel the prologue starts!!!

overall a decent intro, it is a little short and a bit confusing on your first play through but it's still fine i think it's only like all of 5 minutes long and it sets up the game fairly well so i think it's fine

now

the prologue!!!!

summary

they're gonna update it in the next few months probably but like

i'll review that when it comes out

upon exiting you are in a place called bizville

this is like the main hub where all of the game will be connected to

the guy to your left tells you to head right to get to roblox hq, so you better go do that!

heading off to the right will take you to east bizville

there's a cafe, job center, arcade, and dog park here!

..but those don't matter right now...

once you get to hq you'll see that the way forward is blocked saying you need a sword to break through

but you only have a ball do the only way to go is inside the building

then you see them

the little shit

the first child you get to beat up

i'll talk about the battle system later

there are more little shits to beat up throughout HQ but that's about all i can talk about right now i think

if you keep going you might find some bux!!! this is always hidden around places. there's a certain shop in bizville where you can use it but i'll get to it later. if you've been exploring you would have more but this is in plain sight, and obviously meant to be the tutorial of "Hey look there's money hidden places!!"

as you ascend you will probably notice that HQ is falling apart but the workers are still working, this is a reference to

uh

something probably!

at the top you find the Red and Blue noobs!!!

they are the first boss in this game, so i'm gonna talk more about the battle system now

BATTLE SYSTEM:

the battle system is somewhat a mix between paper mario and earthbound! woaw!!

you have 3 options here, atleast currently. you can use the ball, items, or a strategy. your strategies currently are just run or defend. defending skips your turn but gives you 1 extra defense point and gives you one SP back

items vary on use but it's either damage enemies or heal yourself or damage yourself

ball is ball

you can do two hits if you press a button at just the right time!

now you don't just have to stand there and take the hit!!

you can also block, dodge or counter depending on the attack!

just like in paper mario you do this by pressing a button right before the enemy hits!

sometimes enemies can give themselves special buffs! like red does here after you defeat blue! it's very cool to know you aren't the only one with these abilities. it's even implied that the enemies use cards like the player can!

cards are just badges from paper mario, have enough build points you can have the card, but there is a max of 30 BP here. idk if there is in paper mario but there is here.

your health also does the slow tick down thing like in earthbound, which gives you time to heal. however in multiplayer this doesn't stop going down until everyone has picked an action so you better hope they pick quickly!

anyways after beating red and blue they say they're going to go tell their boss, and you get to talk to shedletsky

shedletsky says that builders (the guy who made roblox) was kidnapped and that the person who did i'd is going after the Sword Fight On The Heights Swords, a bunch of magic swords with special abilities.

he gives you a wooden sword that you can use to progress yay

upon going through the boards blocking your path before you will see the sharp little shit

most people will just try to ball them but this teaches you that the ball can't kill some enemies (atleast not without the cannon ball card but you don't get that until half way through chapter 2)

the same also goes for the sword (without sword toss)

so the ball is like mario's jump, and the sword is like his hammer, if that helps you remember

after going through the meadows a little you'll encounter the second boss of the game

noobador

this guy is red and blue's boss, and can make you dizzy, giving you a chance to lose an attack

how rude >:(

after beating them up red and blue run away saying "this isn't over" and stuff

after beating noobador you probably leveled up!

i'd show what the level up screen looks like but i'm out of images almost

heading further to the right takes you to a cave and upon entering:

Chapter 1 begins

Review:

overall a pretty good way to start the game, teaches you how to play without actually telling you anything, you're just plopped down and expected to learn stuff yourself! no tutorial guys telling you how to fight for 5 minutes, you're just thrown right in (outside of the introduction to cards.) teaches new players what they need while letting returning players go as fast as they want, good for challenge runs and things like that. it is a little short, but it is just the intro to get you into the game so i think i can let it slide. they did say it would be updated to get longer so i might have to give that its own post

good start to a good game yay

[yakuzabrainrotlive]

I have started Like A Dragon! I've actually already made it to chapter 5.

Why hadn't I made a post already, then?

Well, there's no sugar-coated way to put this so... let's just rip off the bandaid now.

I haven't really enjoyed myself playing this game this far. Yet. Maybe I will at some point. But for now I honestly just haven't had much to say in terms of what's happened in the plot besides the beginning. I don't hate the game, it's just that it hasn't been able to really hook me in yet.

I'll keep going since I've heard this game is one of the generally more loved ones in the franchise. And I know RGG loves its slow burn.

I hate to be a Negative Nancy, but I wanna be totally honest. I doubt y'all would want me to lie about how I feel about the game.

More about all that right at the end of the post. I will list my positives and negatives when it comes to this game (and talk about the battle system) down there.

I know this type of thing is common in RPGs, but I like it all the same. Neat little game mechanic. There's quite a few different ones here, but it's cool.

An interesting background for a main character. Yeah, being an orphan is more than common. But being raised by the employess in a soapland and the townsfolk around him? That's really out there - in a good way.

This was very sad. Ichi lost 15 years of his life to the joint and got nothing in return. The shock and disappointment on his face when he was released and there was just. No one waiting for him.

And after that, all that awaited him was just... betrayal. That's just brutal. I fully understand why Ichiban went into Total Denial Mode for a while; it must have been a totally incomprehensible and shocking situation.

-He got out of prison after 15 years and where he expected to find his family waiting for him, he found nobody. AND he suddenly had the freedom of choosing what to do, when to do it and where to go after 15 years. That can be scary.

-He witnessed how much the world and general society had changed in his absence and probably felt very confused.

-He saw his home totally wrecked and abandoned.

And now his mentor and beloved patriarch, the one who saved his life. The man he would have happily been ready to die for at any moment. That man had changed completely and acted like he didn't know Ichiban.

Yeah... the denial, frustration and desperation are totally valid.

Oh dear. Well, Kiryu wasn't there anymore, the Tojo upper brass kept changing and there was constant conflict within the clan itself. It was just a matter of time before Omi would take advantage of the situation.

I hope Majima and Daigo are okay. Or at least alive ;-;

*Faint sounds of Majima cackling in the distance*

Oops. Majima better hope Ichi doesn't find out who the driver was lmao. I feel bad for Ichiban, but I also love how this single random idea of Majima's still has these consequences that are brought up, even after all this time.

God bless Nanba. He's a sweetheart. That's all I can say about him. I also kinda like Adachi. I'm not attached to these side characters yet, but they're neat. I think they'll grow on me eventually, it's just that I tend to be slow when it comes to becoming attached to new characters.

Legends say that if you pull this bat out, Shinada will appear in front of you and ask for some money....

I did play through the whole soapland thing and then some. I don't have much to say 😭. We do have a woman fighting with us, finally after all this time! #Girlboss

I would honestly happily die for Nancy. No questions asked.

OKAY UHH POSITIVES AND NEGATIVES.

Positives:

-Ichiban

-Interesting premise

-The different jobs satisfy my hyper-optimizing, excel-sheet-making, micromanaging self

-Funny enemy titles like "Piss Wizard"

-Free full heal spots my beloveds❤️

-Voice acting (in the Japanese dub at least) is excellent

-Substories have been fun!

Negatives:

-EXP yield is... not optimal; grinding takes FOREVER unless you go fight higher-level people than yourself, but then the battles can take ages. Job exp grinding especially feels about as pleasant as pulling teeth.

Am I supposed to grind in this game?? I've started to wonder about that since it's such a slow process. I have absolutely no idea. Have I missed a thing that helps exp gain??

-Unless you get lucky with the ability to find treasure, money yield can be tight at times, too. Which is rough, considering the cost of gear with 4 team members (and probably backup members later).

-The premise is cool, but the stuff I've played through in terms of the plot after leaving Kamurocho hasn't been very interesting to me this far (early-to-mid chapter 5) :/

-Substories don't give you EXP 😭

How about the elephant in the room - the battle system?

Well. I'll come out with it straight away; I'm very, VERY picky when it comes to turn-based combat. Shin Megami Tensei and Persona have unfortunately spoiled me too much, so this game had some unfairly MASSIVE boots to fill. And it didn't quite fill them. My bar is way too high and I acknowledge that 100%.

I get that they didn't want to make the system completely "passive" by just having to select moves and it all going smoothly from here. But I dislike the timing-based quick time stuff in the middle of attacks and perfect guard. I can pull off the attack dmg boost thing most of the time, but perfect guard is just... it feels way more difficult to pull off than Tiger Drop in any previous game. It's very frustrating. I frankly feel stupid, having this difficult a time with it.

Grinding is further hindered by spread moves being kind of unreliable - if the enemies are spread out, you're only hitting a single foe. For now. Maybe there will be better moves later on.

Idk if it's just me, but characters' MP pools feel very limited compared to the cost of the moves combined with how little damage you do at times? Maybe it's just the fact that I'm in the earlier parts of the game, but I feel like I have to be replenishing MP constantly.

I like how all the different types of gear can have additional special effects. It's neat.

All in all the battle system feels... very laborius. I can work with it! Absolutely. I'm just not the biggest fan.

God, I wish I could just gush about this game and sing its praises, but that's not happening yet by a long shot. This far? Maybe a 6-6.5/10. I hope my opinion changes for the better as I progress; I really wanna love it as much as other fans seem to.

[eliteseven]

So I finally gathered the courage to read the latest chapter and now that ive calmed down i would like to give a comment that isnt just incoherent screaming lol (obvious spoilers)

Holy shit that chapter was intense.

I know we talked about the idea of Shadowheart being controlled but I never considered it the other way around and it fucking broke me.😭 I would like to file a lawsuit for infliction of emotional distress (or i would if i had money lol) The way it turned the tables on Serena in the worst way to going from being abused to in an instant becoming the thing she never wanted to be and being powerless to stop it… fuck man. This poor woman 🥺 i just wanna hug her so bad! The pure horror all over her face and Shadowheart refusing to try and defend herself, just being so loving and supportive till the end just *gross sobbing

Ok can we talk about Nocturne for a minute. First of all the absolute relief that Nocturne was herself and not just a mindwiped thrall was a true blessing. I may or may not have internally screamed when i found out she kept the ring. Just the fact she still cared enough to notice and gave it back. The fact shes still such a good person after everything is so important to me cause it would be really easy for her to turn bitter and jealous but shes not and i love her so much even though she also makes me sad. Their relationship is so complicated and I’ll never not love it. Also love the idea of her transitioning to the harpers tbh. It suits her. Hopefully she can find much better company in that work and some much needed healing. It’s what she deserves.

The fact that we dont know what was lost, and even Serena doesnt know, is absolutely KILLING me. Like was it childhood memories? Was it sandcastles? Was it the moment she first fell for her? Or was it some random thing none of us even thought of as being important until now? That would be an interesting butterfly effect to think about cause some things we think are inconsequential and dumb can sometimes save the world. It would be spicy if we lost stuff from the nobleheart au where they met before the tadpole business, cause that was formative and a turning point for Serena, and if thats gone then neither of them will really know cause it was lost to Shadowheart years ago. At the very least I’m happy she remembers who she loves :)

Looking forward to seeing the aftermath and recovery from these two ❤️❤️❤️😊

Omg 😭🥰 getting to open this made me feel like a kid on Christmas lol so firstly, thank you for reading and making the effort to come on over and share your thoughts!!! ❤️ it’s always appreciated!!!

Onto the subject at hand 👀

Firstly!! I’m so glad you liked it! I’ve said it a billion times but writing action is like my least favorite thing ever so I’m glad you could like…understand it 😅

Yeah…Shar sucks 💀 I think she understood Serena’s deepest fears and utilized them well. Poor Shadowheart didn’t know what to do in that moment except…be there for her. even though her life was on the line. (Wyll is the MVP for taking that shot in the dark- literally!!!). Serena is going to have a very hard time coming to terms with that. She almost hurt her baby 🥺She’s livid that she was compromised and in a position to harm Shadowheart, Shadowheart is livid that Serena was dragged into this mess bc of her… they have some coping/healing to do. They both sorta just lived out part of their worst nightmares. But…give it time. They’ll grow from this.

Nocturne is a good bean 🥹💕 no way in hell I was gonna let her rot in the side-cloister lmao. I think she’d fit in well with the Harpers. I do think she loves Shadowheart- to an extent. Maybe not like full blown romance but she definitely had feelings for her growing up and I think she’s still kinda weak about her. She was super gentle with Serena because she recognized her, too. So this was nice because Nocturne got to repay Shads, and she’s free to pursue her own life now, outside the cloister. That love for Shadowheart will always be there 🥰 now Shadowheart can check in on her and make sure she’ll thrive!

Yeah…tricky thing, memories 😅 you’ll find out what she’s lost in the next chapter, and probably over the course of several more. I had to take away enough to be meaningful, but also refrain from leaving her with no memories- because she’s still clearly in love with Shadowheart, remembers her mother, etc. you take too much away, and that changes. So I had to balance it out a bit lmao.

Certain things, potentially even people who were important to Serena, are really gone, though. Just luck of the draw with whatever memories were at the forefront of her mind when she was getting wiped, I suppose. You have to admire the way she fought to cling to every last memory of Shadowheart, though 🥺💕

But they’re safe and sound now 🥰 and the healing can begin! I hope you enjoy what’s to come!!! (I heard there’s a wedding around the corner lmao) thank you so much for reading and sharing these incredibly kind words!!!

[madamrynodm]

Batman (2022) Sequel thoughts/ideas/wishes

Ok I've thought about this way too much to keep it to myself. So, I cast my thoughts to the void and maybe the void will give me a gold star for my efforts

I've got 2 big hopes/what-ifs for the sequel to The Batman. Easily became one of my favorite superhero films ever, and I cannot wait to see more! Anyway

2 big hopes: Dick Grayson and the Court of Owls. I wanna see them. I wanna see them so bad. I think there's potential for a SICK story if they go that route

1. Dick Grayson. PLEASE GIVE US ROBIN I BEG OF YOU! I think BatPat is a great candidate for a Robin story. Him being fresh on his journey to understand who he is as Bruce and Batman would be great to see contrasted with a young Robin on the trail of vengeance. We could watch him struggle with the desire to help Dick get justice for his parents' deaths (something BatPat hadn't gotten), but also want to protect him from the dark pit Bruce found himself in in the last movie. I'd like for Dick to actually be a kid in this rendition, maybe a teen. Either way, let him be young. I wanna see Bruce lose his mind trying to be a parent while Alfred watches smugly

2. Court of Owls 🦉 They'd be perfect here! Now, I don't want them to be the Big Bads yet. Let's just uncover them. The death of the Graysons can lead the film, and we can discover a deeper conspiracy linked to them later on (set up a 3rd movie?). If I remember correctly, in the Court of Owls run (2011?), they orchestrated the Grayson murders to try and nab Dick. Bring him into their fold as a new assassin. The Court could also play into Bruce's continued struggles with the Wayne family legacy and the "sins of the father" theme (what with the Court manipulating the Waynes for generations)

Ok ok ok now for the meat and potatoes of my rant. Here's how I'd run the Batman sequel if I had any power or even vague experience in filmmaking:

We open the movie loud. The opposite of the first. I'm talking bright lights and loud music. It's a carnival, a public event. Something to raise money for Gotham. Bruce is there, and he hates it. But, hey, if he wants to help the city, he's gotta step up his public game. We follow him through this loud, oppressive environment to the big top. Time for the main event. Circus begins, all eyes on the center ring. Introduce the Graysons! We got Mom, Dad, and Dick all performing their hearts out. The movie gets louder, everyone loves their performance!

Then, it goes dead silent. The Graysons fall. They die in front of everyone, right there. Bruce and Dick both have front row seats to the tragedy. The circus goes nuts, but we don't hear a thing. Cut to later, Dick is alone, maybe with the police, an EMT, idk. Anyway, in a scene that mirrors the mayor's kid in the 1st movie, Bruce sees Dick suffering alone and takes him in. (I don't know if that is when a formal adoption happens or if that's saved for the end of the film)

Moving on, Bruce takes to the streets as the Bat, investigating the Grayson deaths. Something's wrong. This is shaping up to be a murder. He later investigates another murder. Pull this scene from the comics, Owl motifs, warnings, all that. Movie follows that line of tying the seemingly unrelated deaths together and finding the Court beneath it all.

Maybe give Dick a bit of Tim Drake and let him catch on that something is up with Bruce. Dick wants in, he wants to find his parents' killer. Bruce lets him, recognizing his desire for justice and thinking that it'll help this kid. Shenanigans ensue. Like I said before (I think), a central arc we could see is Bruce now watching the path of vengeance from the outside, trying to help this scared and hurt kid heal while giving him and his parents the justice they deserve. Further examination of what it means to be a hero, what it means to truly heal, etc.

We can wrap up with Dick bringing the killer to justice and finding some peace. But it ain't over yet, as Bruce realizes that there's something deeper going on. Gotham's boogeyman, the Court of Owls, is real! And they're up to something! BA BA BA!!

I think Dick should become Robin in act 1 or the start of act 2. Either way, if we are gonna get a live action Robin, I wanna see him in action! Also I wanna see people like Gordon and Martinez react to Bats just... suddenly having a child around. Let Dick make bad jokes please 🙏

Whew! That's is for me! I finally wrote this all down, maybe I can clear out some brain space now

[tiefighter]

hey for my rounder/biggerbodied/overweight babes who're gonna go get chest surgery, let me give u some advice (I got ftm masculisation surgery, but aside from the shit about binders and removal this is also applicable to bbw trans women/nb people who are getting breast implants, afaik.)

1: don't go completely flat, it'll look so unnatural you'll wanna like, stab urself in the neck. Pectoral muscles have a natural curve, and I know the urge to go like NAH SON TOO MUCH is real high, but once you're healed you'll be grateful for the more natural look to your chest. I'm not saying get like, moobification surgery, just stress to your surgeon that you'd like a natural look. If you have a good surgeon, they'll be able to do it anyway/are way ahead of you. for mtf, you'll want something manageable/not too big! I know the urge when you're a bigger person is to go bigger to fill out tops/dresses, but trust me too much weight up there will DESTROY your back, please be kind to your spines. 2: recovery binders. Get one with fuckin shoulders, or if you can't find one with shoulders, get someone you know (or yourself) to sew shoulders into the thing. A really uncomfortable fact of having a belly/fat shoulders/back is that it /will/ fold your binder and it fucking hurts, and most of the time you need someone else to help you adjust over those first couple of weeks. and when I say it hurts, i mean it /hurts/, it'll compress tighter on your incision site and press the scar and it hurts like all fuck. (transwomen! your bras are supposed to fit flush against your body, if the middle of the cups is sitting away from your body or your band is too tight you're not in your size! get professionally fitted, I promise it sounds like bullshit but it'll save you so much money/pain in the long run.)

3: If your surgeon gives you the willies, and you have another option, dump them immediately. I did just that, and we only have two options on my side of the country (Australia!) Turns out, the surgeon I ended up with is the one that does all the corrections on the other person, and i would've met him anyway to get my chest fixed. 4: breast tissue does go all the way under your armpit. If a surgeon tells you it doesn't, and you just need to lose weight to get rid of it, they're fucking lying and also shit at their job.

5: I know the urge is to hide yourself away during healing and then, towards the end when you're like IM FINE you wanna go out and do things but let me tell you something if you've never had surgery before. You are gonna want that recovery time. you essentially got into a knife fight and fuckin lost. You're gonna be EXHAUSTED. you'll need someone to check up on you, and if you live alone and don't have anyone, look into medical assistance/nurses in your area who can come and help you with your binder if it's causing trouble.

6: My darlings. My sweethearts. My absolute fuckin superstars. Don't go fucking swimming/to the beach/soak in a bath until your surgeon says it's okay. If you get too much moisture in there, your skin will literally rot and fall off. Don't do it. Just don't. Behave, please. I know it's like, it won't happen to me but I SHOWERED too much and now I have a frankennipple. Don't be me. Don't franken your nipple.

7: be kind to yourself. Yeah, you're not skinny. yeah, a lot of androgynous/male oriented fashion relies on you being a skinny bitch. Let me be the first to tell you: boobas make hormones. You are losing those hormones, and your body is adjusting. you do NOT look as bad as you think you do. I swear to whatever nondenominational deity you want me to, you do NOT look as bad as you think you do. Let your hormones readjust, let yourself feel the relief. Wear a fucking dress if you want, top surgery won't take that away from you. for the ladies, wear whatever the fuck you want, we don't give a fuck, just make sure your new tatas are properly supported! You don't want them to drop or warp wrong, make sure to wear something that helps you with support. boobs over a certain size will naturally have weight to them, and that's totally fine! It's just if you're stretching your scars too much you're gonna give yourself some damage, find a trans woman who has had surgery similar to you, or talk to anyone who has had breast enlargement surgery. 8: if you have to work/go to school/etc after your surgery, set yourself time limits if it's a thing you're able to do. I know a lot of employers are grade a cockdolphins, and they're not gonna listen, so go and bleed on them if you have to. Do it. I don't give a fuck and neither should you. Being alive is better than being dead.

9: use the healing excuse to tell people who are bad for you/not good about your surgery/being cunts to fuck the fuck off. hey no can't see you, I'm healing. I don't care about your fuckin church study or your desire to look at the shiny new replaced nipples, get fucked. Cut them off like they're the tits you abandoned. They're excised skin. Biohazardous waste.

10: you're gonna be bored as fuck, please get something to do. lego/reading/watching tv/gaming/whatever you can do within your physical and mental power, and don't let anyone make you feel bad for taking the time to do things like this, and enjoying yourself. you just lost a knife fight you paid for. Be nice.

[newtiepat00tie]

Concepts

THEM>> Thinking about making a drabbles fic to get all my ideas out, probably not gonna add in much plot. I just wanna play around with dynamics. This is my baby, Hiccup(Johnny) and his adopted son Florence.

Little drabbles, facts and plots

-Hiccup has severe anxiety, mostly triggered when he feels he has no control. He has prescribed medication for this.

-Undiagnosed neurodivergent(TWINS) ADHD, though he exhibits some autistic traits he is not autistic.(TWINS)

-Hes basically made up of many personal traits of mine, sprinkle world crushing trauma and a cute nickname all in a trench coat.

-Suffers PTSD after the loss of his brother, he lacks the coping mechanism to heal in a healthy manner and is stricken with grief if he's reminded of that loss.

-Didn't have a good childhood either, dead parents at five and passed around in the foster care system all his life.

-his only constant was his brother and lifeline, who's now gone and leaving him scrambling with no way to cope and no real support system.

-Shit ton of therapy.

-Funny enough, he's trying to pursue counseling as a career. With unresolved trauma he's gonna ignore, he's gonna go a help everyone else.

-Hiccup was 17 when he first met Florence, who was only about a year.

-Florence was a foster child, originally with Hiccups foster dad.

-Their foster dad wasn't a good person, he mostly fostered for the money.

-Hiccup was forced to parent Florence while their "dad" did whatever.

-Their foster dad was very neglectful if you couldn't tell. Held no interest in the kids but played a very caring front to everyone outside.

-There was a few other foster kids that came and went, but they were never around long enough to form a significant bond.

-They were also around Hiccups age(15-17), but he couldn't bring himself to bond with them. Reminded him too much of someone he'd lost.

-He grew very attached to this child, and grew fearful of the day when he would hit 18 he would be kicked out of the system.

-gotta love it😒

-He was in fact kicked out at 18, expecting this, he had saved up money from several customer service and retail jobs.

-Hiccup was forced to leave Florence behind for a good few months. Balancing his life thrown out into the world he couldn't exactly start the adoption process for Florence.

-Hiccup was 18 at this time, Florence was about a month away from being 2. With no contact he spent a lot of that time stressed out and worrying over him.

-It was actually a long and difficult process to work on adoption, one I really don't feel like going into detail. But he finally won custody over Florence when he was about 20.

-Within that time he was visiting whenever he could.

-The process was finalized when Florence was about 3, turning 4 soon. Officially Hiccups adopted son.

-Once Florence was in his care he'd do everything in his power to make sure his kid has the childhood he never had.

-Though Florence got basically everything he asked for, he was very emotionally intelligent and very appreciating of his stressed out dad.

-Hiccup worked very tirelessly to support the both of them, working two jobs at a time while still trying to spend time with his kid.

-After a few years of retail and night schooling, running off of little sleep he was able to score a job at the Fazbear pizzaplex.

-It was just general staff, doing whatever was needed at the time. Manning the registers when the staff bots were down, cleaning bathrooms, taking out trash, unpacking inventory, general stuff.

-Easy work, and for 30/hr? Sure the shifts were brutal sometimes, but he needed that money.

-Was he nervous around the giant animatronics at first? Hell yeah he was. A giant gator that lost his temper and destroyed everything in sight, a very seemingly egotistical wolf who barely gave him the time of day, a friendly but overwhelming chicken, the only one he actively enjoyed the presence of was Freddy Fazbear himself.

-He gave off a very fatherly vibe, so much so Hiccup sought out his presence often. Not having any good parental figures in his life.

-It felt nice to be cared for. Even if it was from a sentient animatronic.

-I'd imagine he grows pretty close to the others eventually. He's affection starved.

-hed probably connect to Monty first, he's seen a lot and experienced a lot. He sees through Montys act, fierce and snappy, pushing everyone away and making himself seem more in control. Hiccup knew that defence mechanism well, hell he still pushes others away sometimes.

-He found several mechanics trying to get Monty go down one day from gator golf, who had scraped his claws pretty badly in one of his rampages. Though none of them dared to get close, trying to lure him back from a distance in their intimidating manner.

-Hiccup, seeing the small signs in Montys body language, for animatronics they were strangely expressive. To him at least. He saw well hidden nervousness, hidden behind twitching that could easily be mistaken for repressed anger. Call him crazy, hell his nerves were burning his skin alive and making his knees feel wobbly. But he'd asked the mechanics if he could give it a go.

-Incredulous, they reluctantly agreed out of curiosity, but still readied their on-site medics.(You'd be surprised how many people get hurt, honestly.)

-Regretting every decision he's ever made, he approached the twitching gator. Who took quick notice of his presence and quickly scowled, rows of teeth bared in displeasure. But Hiccup couldn't miss the way he'd tensed. What could have caused this kind of reaction?

-Monty was standoffish, but he wasn't jumping to the attack. He'd probably recognized Hiccup wasn't exactly a mechanic, he had seen him around the 'plex, carrying one thing or another.

-"They sent a runt after me?" He snarled, though confused as he scanned Hiccup.

-"Hey- uh- big guy. My name's Hiccup." Hiccup nervously greeted, suddenly shrinking in on himself. Hell he was never a people person, let alone to a towering animatronic, who was already tall compared to the average person. But next to his 5'6 self? Kill him already.

-Unimpressed, Monty glowered at him, clearly not in the mood for whatever bullshit that would spout from his mouth.

-"Heard you got your hands all scraped up." He helpfully inquired, very good observation skills there, John.. "Mind if I take a look?" Hiccup added softly,

-Like a cornered animal, Monty snapped with a glare. "Like hell, so you can drag me down to parts and service? With those other assholes." His voice leaked anger, but there was a flash of fear in his eyes, noticeably even through the sunglasses.

-Hiccup backed up, giving more space between the two of them. Though more for Montys comfort than his own. "That's fine, I'm not going to force you if you don't want to, bud." He paused in thought, Monty reminded him so much of someone and he was afraid to admit to himself who. "Want to talk about it?"

-Monty paused at that for a moment, hesitating, what? "About what? The shitty excuse of mechanics, too wimpy to face me themselves or parts and service?" He scoffed.

-"If you want, whatever comes to mind." Hiccup eased, leaning on the railing to discretely ease some tension. "What made you so angry, big guy?" He quietly suggested, tapping his fingers on the cool metal rails absentmindedly.

-Stunned, Monty momentarily forgot his earlier resentment. No staff member has done that before, in the face of something new it left Monty a bit uncomfortable. He knew how to handle and react to staff when they tried to get him in parts and service, forceful, going as far as to control him via his system. But this was unfamiliar and he wasn't sure how to feel about it.

-"Why do you care? Bet you're getting some hefty money just talking to me by those idiots." He snapped, trying to gain back some familiarity in the situation.

-"No, I'm not getting paid to be here." Hiccup almost grinned at that. "Here on my own free will. Just checking on a coworker who's having a bad day."

-Monty stared, disbelief clear in his body language.

-"You don't even have to talk about it." Hiccup quickly added, "we can just sit in silence if you like. Or I can leave and tell the mechanics to come back another time?"

-Monty shifted at that. Silence fell over the two of you, the only sounds that were heard were the noises around gator gold.

-Just as Hiccup was about to give the gator space and leave, Monty spoke up. "Some pushy parents can't take a hint." He hissed. "Crowded me at my greenhouse door."

-Hiccup didn't answer, keeping silent and attentively listening to him.

-"Snapped and pushed past them, then some other random staff member had the nerve to tell me off about it. ME! After watching those ADULTS harass me because they were late to the meet and greets." Monty continued, frustration practically creeping through his joints as he waved about his damaged claws. "Took everything in me not to rip into him, not in front of the kids."

-"Wow, sounds like a bitch." Hiccup commented, disgusted. "I mean you have a right to your own privacy, every waking second shouldn't be spent pleasing entitled people."

-"Right?!" Monty barked "Why does no one get that?! Now I have to go down into parts and service, AGAIN, just for this bullshit." He didn't realize how freely he was ranting, probably felt nice to have someone listen for once.

-"Y'know, glad you didn't rip into that guy though, you have more self control than they give you credit for. Everyone has their breaking point, it's unfair how they don't hold you to that same standard." Hiccup criticized. Growing more comfortable in the gators presence, a familiarity he couldn't quite place.

-Despite himself, Monty let out a chuckle that he quickly covered with a scoff. "Glad someone around here realizes it."

-They two stood in easy silence, Monty cooled down enough to hesitantly lean against the railings as well. There was a beat and Monty hesitated, feeling his damaged claws and rubbing along the dents and scraps. Then offered it up for Hiccup to view.

-Surprised, but unwilling to make Monty uncomfortable, he tentatively brought up his hands, holding them just under Montys damaged claws but not touching to give him the option to back out. A few seconds pass with no change and Hiccup cups the gators hands within his smaller ones, assessing the damage.

-Hiccup didn't know what he did, but one of the joints had gone missing and his lands were littered with dents and scrapped paint. With care, he ran his hand over the injury. He couldn't fix it himself, he frankly, had no fucking experience in fixing animatronics and he wasn't down to make it worse.

-Monty, surprisingly stayed silent through the ordeal, though anyone could tell he was uncomfortable with how tense he was. Having evaluated his options, Hiccup gently let go of his hands in thought.

-"Is there a way to fix it without going into parts and service?" Hiccup inquired. Monty snorted a scoff, but his shoulders were sagged in defeat. He clearly didn't want to go but he knew there wasn't much of an option. "No, these poor excuses of mechanics need to use the repair cylinder down there. Something about being dangerous to do manually." He scoffed, but he knew very well he would hurt them if they did manually, a bit accidentally out of reflex.

-He hated it down there though, being strapped down in that chair and watching the mechanical hands above was uncanny, not to mention the lack of control he would have had over his own body. Sometimes, it didn't even feel like his.

-"Well what would make it more comfortable then? I could try and do it myself and have the mechanics guide me?" He knew that sounded stupid, with his little experience but he could understand being afraid of the room. He'd cleaned down there once and it didn't feel nice.

-Monty barked a laugh at that "You could try, runt. But I think you will make it worse."

-"Worth a try, what if I come with you then? Emotional support." Hiccup suggested, though mostly as a joke. Though by Montys silence he was considering it. Hiccup had been more comfortable to be around, at least compared to the uncaring mechanics who didn't give a rats ass about his comfort.

-"Why not? It'll piss them off so much, let's do it." He responded with a grin, but his shoulders loosened with relief.

-They look on the mechanics face when the duo walked out, Hiccup in one piece and a cooperative gator. Who still snarled at the group with a dirty look before continuing on with this interesting general staff member.

-(yeah I know it's rough, didn't exactly plan that out tbh💀 ROUGH DRAFT LETS GOOO. I have a particular fondness for Monty, Hiccup will too now. Also I'm not trying to baby him, he's not gonna be "oh sad baby who becomes golden retriever with comfort" ew. It's a defense mechanism for him to be more aggressive, but I still see him as this confident in himself guy who is just tired of mistreatment from staff.)

-Who also happens to attach himself to the one adult staff member that treats him with respect, and is also willing to listen to his rants, even something as small as being bothered by bright lights when his glasses fall off.(Hiccup assures him his feelings are always valid, and he won't judge. Monty loves him even more lmao./p)

-Hiccup would probably befriend Roxy next, everyone and their mother has the mc wash out her hair from something gross, but I'm not sure how else they'll connect?

-I'd like to think it happens more over time, rather than instant like Monty or Freddy.

-Call it his people pleaser habits, but Hiccup gives out compliments like candy. Roxanne, bless her heart, soaks all of that attention up like a sponge. I think it would be a cute lil friendship eventually. They would definitely do each other's hair btw.

-Hiccup isn't a stranger to make up and fix ups, he doesn't have a fragile masculinity, thank you. They can have a girl's night.

-Chica would probably join in occasionally, and that's how her and Hiccup would become better friends. A friend of a friend situation.

-They become their own little trio of mischief. Hyping each other up and shit omg.

-When one needs time to compose themselves they just kind of flock together for comfort

-Its a very common sight to see him hanging in one of the glamrocks green rooms(with permission, of course)

-Group bonding<3

-Occasionally Hiccup tries to hang with the Music man, it's tight.

-Hes not as close with the DJ as he is with the glam rocks, but he does retreat to the arcade sometimes to chill and listen to music while he makes himself look busy in checking all the arcade games.

-He adores the little music man though, they're so cute and little. It's rare to come by them though, they usually camp out in the vents.

-He does not get along with the daycare attendant at all at first💀

-He has little reason to go to the daycare, but when he does it's to take out the trash. When he entered past the wooden doors he was greeted with a very tall and unhappy sun themed jester.

-Hiccup has no idea why the attendant didn't like him, he thought it might be a territorial thing?? Or he just didn't like adults. Which, hey, fair, but also he didn't appreciate the passive aggressiveness.

-Sun wasn't outright rude, he still has that cheerful voice, with a condescending edge to it. Think of that one, sickly sweet coworker who jabs at everything you do because they don't like you.

-Sometimes he'd sabotage Hiccups work, just to annoy him

-Other times he'll straight up ignore him, or talk to him as if he were stupid. Pronouncing words slowly and pointedly in that condescending way.

-He's kind of an ass

-Hiccup, knowing when he wasn't wanted, was not about to pursue a friendship with someone who obviously didn't want him in his space. He could respect that so he tried to only go there when needed.

-I like to think eventually Sun realizes that this guy isn't going to quit anytime soon as the months go by, and with how highly he hears the glamrocks talk about this Hiccup guy he lightens up a bit.

-Plus, he's never heard Monty or Roxanne talk positively about staff, ever.

-Though, ever the avoidant Hiccup doesn't take notice of the change and continues to avoid the attendant like the plague.

-Or he just does it out of pettiness, because hey, yeah he's human and doesn't appreciate being treated like shit for no reason for months lol. He's forgiving but he's not a pushover anymore. Learned that the hard way.

-Sun probably apologizes eventually and they become polite aquantances.

-Hiccup still holds a grudge, because you can't terrorize someone for months and expect a warm welcome without a bit of work.

-Though when one of the glamrocks stopped by at the daycare for a birthday party pickup, Hiccup happened to be there getting the garbage bags in his sad little cart. Monty had been the one to arrive, grinning as he picked up the kids. In passing, he greeted Hiccup with a pat on the head, too busy to stop for a chit chat. But anyone would notice the way his tail wagged at him.(His emotional support human)

-And Hiccup would laugh at his retreating figure, a fond glint in his eye that was only reserved for Monty.(Platonically)

-And sun couldn't help but reflect how close this random general staff actually was to these guys. And maybe possibly a little envious of the way Hiccup had lit up Everytime he spotted a glamrock, but with him it was a curt but polite nod. Call it childish but he wanted that kind of friendship(and affection). All the human staff assigned to the daycare were awfully rude and ignored him relatively(not commenting how rude Sun is to the adult staff💀 let's be honest he's only really nice to the kids lmao)

-Cant decide if this would take a romantic or platonic route, idc either way tho

-So he brightens up more, adjusting to Hiccups presence more the few times he gets to see him. Which probably eventually grows into genuine excitement when Hiccup treats them as a coworker, as if they were another human! Very strange indeed.

-At some point Hiccup might lighten up a bit more and respond to his advances with friendliness of his own. Though probably not as strongly and more out of politeness.

-Sun sees this, and he pretends it doesn't hurt a little.

-At some point, Hiccup takes pity and allows himself to visit the daycare in his free time to get to know the attendant more, much to Suns delight.

-He still apologizes for his horrid treatment because wow this guy is actually nice and he treated him as an unwanted presence, and the guy still gave him a second chance(after time passes, grudges are fun)

-I think they'd grow closer after awhile, moving to new friend terms. But hey Hiccup actually smiled when he greeted the attendant so that was a plus!

-Hed still get all jealous that Hiccup was closer to the others still

-Im making this another trauma thing YIPPEE

-Suns only real human interactions is with the kids, the glamrocks don't have much time to visit so he and moon only really have each other as company. Isolation 🤯 and sun doesn't like the adult staff and the few seconds of parent interaction doesn't count. Plus Sun can't leave the fucking daycare and moon can only leave to do night patrols.

-I'd like to have a little build up maybe, where Suns just do overwhelmed and lonely that he just kinda has an anxiety attack right in front of Hiccup(who can relate on a very personal level) and he calms the Sun down enough to talk to him.

-Communication is key, chat, idk Sun probably blurts out all their worries and stuff because he's a bit of a chatter and nerves makes that worse.

-Hiccup finally gets a better understanding of Sun and helps him out of his own mind more a bit.

-Dont worry, Hiccup won't be his only support system, it's not healthy to rely on a singular person.

-They become quite close after that, enough to notice that Hiccup now lights up when Sun comes into view and it just makes his rays do that spinny thing. It was nice to feel wanted.

-Its so cute, whoever invented that ily

-Platonic besties

-Still probably not to Montys level because at this point Hiccup probably made the connection of who Monty reminded him of and promptly latched on to that comfort.

-I imagine moon on a similar boat as Sun at first, he's just more obvious with his dislike lmao.

-He doesn't see Hiccup nearly as much as Sun, but enough to annoy the shit out of Hiccup LMAO

-Hiccup won't admit it, but Moon was also a big reason he didn't try to be all buddy buddy with Sun after he lightened up.

-Moon scared the shit out of him bro

-Moon probably still held onto his dislike longer than Sun, but eventually the guy grew on him and he couldn't help but start looking forward to seeing Hiccup.

-Eventually, when he knows Hiccup has a late shift he likes to go and seek him out for company

-Emotional Support human

-all in all the relationships feel so fun to play around with I might get to writing it sooner than I thought.

-Lets help everyone but himself😃

-I'd like to think this is pre-virus. At least for now.

Thank you Solar Lunacy by Bamsara and every other fic I read for inspo ily

[cutekittenlady]

Tumblr Plays Pokemon White 2 - Part 8

((So i actually had to go back and fight a bunch of trainers to get money for more pokeballs to try and catch pokemon with.))

Well hanging out in the lot was a lot of fun but now I think I'll head back down into the sewers and get to the pokemon center. I need to prepare.

Yeah I think he's feeling a little... frustrated. Look its this whole revenge thing, I don't really wanna get into it.

Iris then asks what I'm going to do now, and honestly? While I'm aiming to fight in the gym I think I need to train some first. Get a gas mask, complete a bit more of the pokdedex. Yada yada.

Also I'm actually nearly out of the pokeballs. I've only got, like, four. And three of those I dont wanna use yet.

Guess that means one thing. I gotta fight some trainers for cash.

I start in the sewers. I opt to not use healing items like potions. I'd rather not spend money trying to buy more so instead my team and I are just going to have the train the difficult way by healing at the pokemon center for free. Once we have enough money and balls saved up we can try to fill out more of the pokedex.

Besides I wanna make sure I'm strong enough to beat Burgh and this as good of an excuse as any to train up.

I actually try to avoid most of the wild pokemon, saving up our energy for the trianers.

Turns out one of the trainers I beat is a doctor so i was able to get my pokemon healed up! And immediately after that I found a scientist who gave me a super potion! Dang things are looking up! I found a few items in the sewer I might be able use or sell as well.

Place still reeks though.

Getting curious I choose to check out that gaping hole in the sewers and find myself in a cave system (relic passage) rather than explore further I opt to leave it alone for now and return later.

((I actually completely forgot about Relic passage when making the poll. XD I think I'll include it amongst the potential places to catch mons after we get our eevee encounter once we get enough money for more pokeballs.))

AAAnd that rare bone I found in the sewer sold for fifty bucks

NICE

And I spend ALL my money on great balls. I decide it'll be a good idea to head to that little hidden park to start some training.

I wonder around in the grass a bit and run into an Eevee. A friggin EEVEE! A wild one! I can't believe this! Those are insanely rare in Unova!

EVERY trainer wants an eevee!

Bentley! Aries! Do NOT screw this up!

I swap Bentley out for Molly both to take down Petilil sooner, and to avoid Bentleys old habits from kicking in.

Don't look at me like that Bentley you know what you did!

After that it was a matter of being insanely cautious with the damage.

Once I got eevee down to a reasonable health level I decided that now, now was the time to use that Ultra ball I was given back in Aspertia.

Ultra ball dont fail me now!

I select.

I throw.

aaaaaand

Eevee on the team!!!

Ohhhhh he is just so CUTE!

What shall I name him? I mean he was the first pokemon in this whole thing to win, more or less, by a massive landslide. So I feel like I should incorporate that in the name.

I asked my sister what I should name this Eevee and she suggest Pollemachus in reference to him winning the poll. That sounded werid so I was considering Champ but while we were discussing it and even seeing if Pollemachus would fit into the pokemon nickname section (it did not) we wound up coming across the name Pollux. Which apparently means "very sweet" some sources claimed it also meant "crown"? I'm not sure but given this pokemon by a Poll that was absolutely no contest I think it only seems right to give him a name in reference to it.

So after a LOT of debate the little Eevees name became Polux.

And now for the moment of truth.

The nature check.

I spent so much time looking for this Eevee. I can only hope the pokmeon challenge gods look favorably upon me.

Okay

Bentley. Quiet Nature.

Aries. Hasty Nature.

Molly. Hardy Nature.

Polux.

...

DOCILE NATURE

YES.

Now of course Polux is gonna need training but I think I may be okay to challenge the bug type gym!

There will be a set of new polls soon!

[cathalbravecog]

Do you have cathal hcs you'd like to share i am starving for anything cathal related help me

he's like an addiction to my brain, it always wants MORE

MUEUEHAHAHAHA I YOUR LOCAL CATHAL CREAUTRE 'ČISLO JEDNA' (NUMBER ONE). SHALL PROVIDE. NOW, THE THING IS, I THINK I'VE SHARED MOST OF THE THINGS I THINK HERE ALREADY....I PREFER OBSERVING AND LETTING THINGS DEVELOP AS THEY GO. THAT'S MY WEIRD THING WITH CERTAIN BLORBOS I DON'T ALWAYS ACTIVELY MAKE STUFF FOR THEM EVEN IF IM SO SOSOOSOSOS MENTALLY ILL FOR THEM. NOW. SILLY GOOGFY OVER FOR NOW. THIS IS VERY LONG. UNDER DA CUT.....................

However. That one comic writing thing I wanna make... I guess it's a mix of some HCs and observations? I'll talk about it here, without spoiling everything, but giving out he basics!! i can write properly i swear but since im infodumping im gonna be going from writing styles in and out wackily to get my thoughts out LOL It takes place when Cathal first got hired at Cogs INC - (All narrated by himself, by the way ) and what his expectations and thoughts were. What he knew and what he didn't - since Allan would share some things with him, obviously. Even way before Cathal got hired... And eventually it got to Cathal seeing Allan fall off the tower for the first time.

He doesn't think much of it now, just shrugging it off. Perhaps mild annoyance... It's just not worth the time. It's pointless... As he says himself, he finds the Toons VS Cogs thing pointless. And... he isn't too worried, since Allan always gets repaired in the end. Sometimes it's more severe repairs than other days, but, the point stands... No matter what he always gets repaired, and Allan himself also sounds more annoyed about this than anything as well

But this wasn't always the case!

Despite being, well... Really lazy - Cathal is very caring and kind. He cares about the people around him - he politely asks if everyone's had a good lunch, and he heals them. Hell, he can even be slightly scary with this with his "You should've hit someone else that time" line. Like - he does not exactly want to pack a punch, he just sorta has to since the Toons are there... But he's capable!! Even if he doesn't see them as friends, just co-workers, he's very willing to stand up for them if they get hurt...

It's the one thing that does give him the motivation which he usually lacks... He usually just doesn't want to care because it takes too much effort, y'know? But it doesn't make him incapable of things...

So, with him established as caring for other's (that he cares about) wellbeings... Imagine the shock seeing your own dad fall off a tower, with a loud earth-quake like crash... he hasn't been joking or lying after all with all his tales of Toons pushing him off the tower. Cathal never cared for this story... Just ignored it or blocked it out of his mind as Allan's constant stories (Because come on this guy definitely loves talking about things that happened while at work or what he did with The Boys :tm: when he's with Cathal. And wise-versa. He was sooo excited to show Cathal off to the other bosses in A Meeting Of Two Minds)

But like... Those weren't like. Just some stories. Allan was always annoyed about them, but in a "Gah, those darn Toons!" kind of way. (Maybe with an occasional ramble about how that day repairs were more expensive, perhaps, as more damage was caused. Looking at you High Roller ARG. Also makes me wonder just how much money from Cogs INC does go into his repairs... But I suppose insurances for Cogs are canon, and also Sellbots are known to cut corners to save cash, so that extra stuff maybe goes to him....) But, back on track now - It's been happening for YEARS. If we go with how long Toontown has been around - it's been happening for DECADES. You start sounding a bit less serious about it...

Like... Cathal was just shocked. What was he supposed to do?! That's his dad for fuck's sake!!! He may appear unenthusiastic and bored but... It's clear these two care for each other, even if Cathal does not let it be known (With Allan being the exact opposite and he's maybe Too Vocal About It. Me too buddy, me too)

Cathal has lived a life in comfort, basically spoiled by Allan. With love, material things, him letting things be easier for Cathal... He didn't have to worry about a thing. If anything, he probably only ever struggles with his own mind - considering I do headcanon him to have some struggles with motivation and doing things and that he has Cog ADHD. Yes it's projecting. I also sit around lazily for hours but because I can't start anything no matter how much I want. Even if it's a fun activity like... Turning on a video to watch. Drawing. Hopping onto a game. Or literally just getting UP.

He's learned to just... Work with those issues. And, unlike me, he doesn't have things like school and such to worry about, so the big stress factor is gone... So even if he does struggle sometimes and does need motivators, most of the time it's impossible to tell from him just.. Struggling and him being cozy and genuinely lazy... But since he struggles less more often than not it is just laziness and "that's just hard to do" and not a mental block...

Only ever living a life in comfort-like this - Makes you worry ten times as hard when the stressful times do come. He's not equipped to handle this...

In the comic he in panic flew over to check on Allan - who in fact has fallen over and had a bunch of Cogs helping him get back up, and beginning preparations to get him fixed ASAP. It was so organized, everyone knew each other there... This basically happens all the time. They've got to be.

Allan is... Shocked, but very happy to see Cathal there. He is so very proud of his boy being there... That he cares so much about his father to go see him. Cathal does not show affection a lot - but this is the way he did. Allan knows he doesn't show it a lot, which made it ten times more special. Others who knew about Cathal through Allan were shocked, too... Cathal. The Multislacker. Stays in his video room all day, watching the cameras... He... Should be working, but that's aside the point. Despite what Allan says we all know he's a lazy slacker... He doesn't care about others. Does he?

Well... he's here, alright. Worried for his dad, who is hushing him nonchalantly, saying how this happens often. "The boys are gonna get me right back up again soon as always, son!" And how he can get right back to work soon... (And of course, some curses against the Toons.)

Cathal is just... Baffled meanwhile. He's saying the same things he always does!! Isn't he one bit worried...? Well... Like everything else, he has to let it go... And just not worry about it. Allan doesn't, so why should he...? It doesn't stop him being worried a bit longer at the time AND the next few times this happens... At that point he just knows what happens like it's rinse and repeat, like any other day

But the first time was just... Scary. Even if he most likely was caring before (again, mostly outta just... understanding. yknow? man. just wanna chill... he gets it.) - he just... Never showed it much. But after? He began appreciating others around him more. He knows Cogs always get repaired despite... Uh. (Looks at Atticus) THAT ONE TIME, so there isn't really a feel of "time is limited" feeling there... But you still don't want to see people hurt. You want to appreciate their presence. Even if they aren't friends, y'know?

He doesn't see the reason for violence, really. Okay sure, he definitely likes playful banter and messing around - but I mean like... Genuine things, y'know? I mean, as a Cog he's on the side of the Cogs, he doesn't see the motivation the Toons have, or the goal (to have to fight Allan REPEATEDLY. I mean, as an in-game thing it's for unites, but it's canon he gets fought repeatedly regardless, yknow?)

He doesn't get the scope of why Toons fight back exactly, that it's pointless. Because he doesn't have the perspective they have... He is annoyed with them, yes, they burst into his room uninvited and then demand to fight him... And they hurt his co-workers and his dad. But getting too mad is just... Man! Not worth it. Too energy consuming. Not worth getting worked up over...

But even with that he wishes that this didn't have to happen, y'know? he doesn't see the point. And if nobody fights anyone - nobody is gonna bother him and his shows either...

i think i juiced out all my thoughts bc i guess the other stuff would be more cogs only or like personal interactions i imagine between frost and him and perhaps the others... i already established the gamer thing and that he messes around with pace in that regard. one of his motivations is to just be playful like that. maybe pace and him are NOT friends and they demotivate each other in work ways. but i just love the dynamic of not friends. not enemies. just tom and jerry online gaming mischief stuff. and like. gamer graham is really funny to me since hes the sport guy. but also hes jerma to me. you get me . righht. right. i love going from serious headcanon stuff to HEE HEE SILLY. but thats just who i am. thats what you get. (cannot even get too serious about graham hes just too goofy to me) (also has written gut wrenching angst about a guy named spamton g spamton) (is really normal)

anyways. thank you villain w.hos actually a really loving dad trope for being there for me. i have issues. allan plearse adopt m.e

I LAOVEE CARTHAL RA TOBRE BRAVECOOGGGGGGG. i hope any of this makes sense. its not even a headcanon its just a mess of things. but you asked for tism so you get it. this is the best i got after this i have nothing to talk about other than gushing about cathal's design and "oeoutht h the he oh he" and repeat the same points about why hes so nice and swag and cool. but. you get me right. You Get Me

[chidoroki]

Tokyo Revengers S3EP7

aka: "let's get ready to rumble"

Damn, Izana beating up every big name gang leader, even that one Ikebukuro dude who oversaw the Valhalla vs Toman fight.. up until Kazutora knocked him out anyway.

So Shion’s responsible for sending Mitsuya and Smiley to the hospital.. how rude of you sir. Also kinda bummed that happened of-fscreen, I was sorta looking forward to see Shion fight a little bit finally.

Oh I just noticed Koko standing around nearby too in his new Tenjiku coat.

Aw the poor boy, look at him all hurt still. At least he didn’t look too thrilled to be there.

Sanzu! Another one I wanna see fight so badly! Show me why the fandom adores you!

Oh I bet all the Ran fans went nuts over that close up zoom of him.

For a brief moment, I thought Toman was pulling up wearing some huge sunglasses til I realized that’s just some serious looking shadows over there eyes.

Now I understand the gang driving up to the pier was evident at the start of the OP, but was including Mikey and Draken towards the end just there for theatrics or are they really gonna show up later on after losing Emma?

Pfftt wait a damn minute, Koko has cuts and bruises on his faces a little while ago, but now when we’re taking a look at everyone lining up, his face is all healed? What witchcraft is that.

For real, Kisaski sitting back all the way high up on the containers.. c’mon down and fight ya coward!

Yo yo hold the fuck up.. there’s that many Tenjiku members?? They’re like ten times the size of Toman here. Good lord..

Oh if they’re starting one vs one with Shion, then Angry has gotta take revenge for his bro. I’d say Hakkai but he got enough attention last season.

I’ll be damned, it’s Peh who stepped up!

Ain’t no way he took out Shion with a single punch?? I mean I’m thrilled if that’s the case but the dude was talking such big smack and got knocked out so quickly?? Hilarious!

Pfftt leave it to Takemichi to headbutt a guy first before even thinking of using his fists.

Peh is basically using Tenjiku’s men as weapons the way he’s flinging them about!

Hakkai punching ‘em down head first all the way to the ground as always. Ya love to see it.

Chifuyu being best boy and coming in with a swift kick to save others.

Even Izana is acknowledging how weak Shion is. That must hurt.

Holy hell.. I should’ve expected Izana to also have fearsome kicks like Mikey. He sent Peh flying.

Damn straight Chifuyu!! I was waiting for him to come kick the shit outta Mochi!!

Oh boy, Ran vs Hakkai and Rindo vs Angry. Let’s go y’all!

Of course that leads Takemichi to face Kakucho. We saw this coming. Though I haven’t a clue on who Sanzu and Mucho will spare with. Inui and Koko are probably gonna throw hits at each other too.

Okay, yup, there he goes getting a surprise hit on Inui. And Koko’s face is shown to be all beat up again like that one scene from a while ago didn’t exist.

Wait, Akane? Who might that be? And why are they important to Koko to need so much money?

Koko has to accept that Inui isn’t Akane..? Surely we’ll get more of this backstory next ep.

[chrismerle]

Hello hello! Just stopping by to hear a little about whichever WIP(s) you want to share about! What do you hope readers pick up on from your WIP? What do you hope is their favorite aspect of it?

hmmm ...

I think I wanna talk about Oleander and Jackdaw. they're from a still unnamed WIP that was originally going to be a NaNo project last year, but then I barely did anything with it because life imploded.

I suppose I hope their relationship is generally readers' favorite aspect of that WIP, if only because that's my favorite aspect. they're very lovey dovey. very in-sync. can mutually read each other like books. honestly, their marriage is about as stable as it gets.

at the same time, Oleander is a mercenary and frequently an assassin; he has done very many bad things for money, and while he doesn't enjoy doing bad things, he also very easily shrugs off any guilt that should rightfully be assigned to him. Jackdaw is ... kind of a healing mage, but mostly a necromancer. he's brought Oleander back from the dead enough times that I refer to their relationship as 'ride, die, or reanimate.' he's brought HIMSELF back from the dead, albeit not without some side effects.

and of the two of them, Oleander is the softer one. his work aside, he does opt to do the right (or at least better) thing when the option is presented to him, while Jackdaw is far more likely to do whatever is best in a 'me and mine' way and then say fuck the rest. a lot of the story is Oleander working to help save the world while Jackdaw is sort of goaded along in his wake in a very 'I don't need luck, I have you' sort of way, until Jackdaw gets it through his head that the world has value beyond just him, his spouse, and the things he cares about.

that makes Jackdaw sound very callous, and I suppose in a way he can be, but he's not some cold, almost heartless yandere. Jackdaw has just had much more of his optimism beaten out of him than Oleander has. while Oleander is more willing to assume that the situation might go right if they do something about it, Jackdaw is generally going to assume that the situation will go south and he would rather himself and his loved ones be far away from it when it does, rather than giving the world the chance to take even more from him.

(there's also a character named Stranger. that's not their actual name, because they didn't really have a name; they had a title. they introduced themself by that title, and Oleander and Jackdaw mutually decided 'we're not fucking calling you that' and started conversationally calling them Stranger until it stuck. Stranger is an entirely different sort of sack of issues, largely because their introduction involved me going 'how can I take this common fantasy trope [immortality] and make it horrifying?')