#if they dont look like that then that is not a me problem

[ari-ana-bel-la]

hi honey, i absolutely love your fics, they've made me smile, laugh, cry and scream in cuteness. i was wondering if you could do this trend:

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMB7Aupdp/

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMB7D47xE/

but with the drivers and their daughters/sons, like driver says 'im so hungry i could eat a child' and their kids reactions... if you dont want to, there's no problem at all. love 🩷🩷

Only Kidding

It was a slow Friday at the paddock—calm skies, mild temperatures, and everything running on time for once. Lando sat back in the team hospitality lounge, his race suit unzipped down to his waist and tied at his hips, a plain white T-shirt clinging slightly from the heat. But he didn’t care about that.

All his attention was on the small girl curled in his lap, playing with the braided bracelets on his wrist.

“Careful,” he said gently, watching her fingers tangle a little too tight. “That one’s from Monaco. I like that one.”

Yn looked up at him with the same big brown eyes that made people double take whenever they walked by. “I’m being careful, Daddy.”

“I know you are,” he said with a smile, brushing his hand over her curls.

She looked so much like him it was a little ridiculous sometimes. Same nose, same smile, same stubborn little pout. His heart squeezed just looking at her. Five years old and already the most important thing in his world—no contest.

Max walked into the lounge with a cold drink in one hand and a slightly mischievous grin. “Mate, she’s gonna braid those onto your face if you don’t stop her soon.”

“She can do whatever she wants,” Lando replied without hesitation. “She’s the boss.”

Yn beamed proudly and held up his arm. “I’m decorating!”

From the couch beside them, Ria laughed. “You’re doing a great job, love.”

Lando leaned his head back with a soft sigh. “God, I’m starving. I could eat a whole child.”

There was a pause.

A very small, very deliberate pause.

Yn froze. Her tiny fingers stopped playing with his bracelets. Slowly, she looked up at him, wide-eyed.

“You could… what?” she asked, voice quiet and slightly horrified.

Max choked on his drink.

Lando blinked, confused by her sudden stillness. “What?”

Yn carefully slid off his lap, step by step, not breaking eye contact.

“Baby?” he said, raising a brow.

She didn’t answer.

She walked—no, tiptoed—straight to Ria and climbed into her lap without a word, still looking at Lando like he had grown fangs.

Ria burst out laughing the moment Yn clutched her like a safety blanket.

“Oh my god,” Max wheezed. “She thinks you’re gonna eat her!”

“I was kidding!” Lando said, now cracking up too. “Yn, baby, I swear—I was joking!”

Yn blinked slowly at him, her little hands fisted in Ria’s hoodie.

“Why would you say that?” she asked seriously, as if this was a courtroom and he was on trial.

“I was hungry! It’s just a joke people say sometimes!”

“You said you could eat a child,” she repeated, dramatically betrayed.

Ria was shaking with laughter now. “Honestly, I’d go hide too if my dad said that.”

Lando leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Come here, monkey. I promise I’m not gonna eat you. You’re my whole heart, remember?”

She hesitated, still snuggled against Ria.

“You said you were hungry.”

“I was. But I meant I could eat, like, a really big sandwich. Or a mountain of pasta. Not you.”

Max threw in, “Yeah, I don’t think you’d taste very good anyway.”

“Max!” Ria hissed, laughing harder.

Yn’s mouth twitched.

Lando noticed. “Uh oh. Is that a smile?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?”

“No.” She turned her face into Ria’s shoulder, giggling quietly.

“I got you,” Ria said softly, kissing her head. “We’ll protect you from the Big Bad Hungry Dad.”

“I’m not the Big Bad anything!” Lando insisted, dramatically affronted. “I’m your dad! I read you bedtime stories and make dinosaur-shaped pancakes!”

“You do,” Yn admitted shyly.

“And I sing terribly in the car just to make you laugh.”

She nodded again.

“So can I please have my snuggle-bug back?”

She finally looked at him properly, serious again. “You really won’t eat me?”

“Not even a nibble.”

“Not even a toe?”

“Not even a toe.”

Yn wriggled out of Ria’s lap and padded back over. Lando opened his arms wide, and she dove into them like a little rocket. He hugged her tight, lifting her slightly onto his lap again.

“You scared me,” she said into his chest.

“I know, baby. I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful with my jokes, yeah?”

“Okay.”

From behind them, Max mumbled, “You know, if you just packed snacks like I told you—”

“Not the time, Max.”

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Authors Note: Hey loves. I hope you enjoyed reading this story. My requests are always open for you.

-🤍🦢

[wu-does-art]

I fcking loved the sally face au where the gang knew each other since kids, please post more of this au (also, ur art is so cool!!)

:]

ask and you shall receive!

[morecomplicatedthancarbon]

from what i've deduced lando doesn't like the sport for it's "racing" element.

he literally has a problem that max "races"

"max put up a fight and i paid the price" ofc he PUT UP A FIGHT? that's what this sport is about?? and the only price u are paying is about not being as good at racecraft as max. not even close. and then being utterly pissy about it

"i dont go for it people complain i go for it people complain" im sorry i cant hear their complaints over the sound of your never ending complaints when u dont get an easy win

"he's not racing smart" oh why? because he's not letting you through easily? the only person who is not racing smart is the one who bottles his front row position at the start of the race EVERY FUCKING TIME. would like to see if there's one smart bone in your body.

The only time the race was interesting, was when he was racing. And not every fucking one has luck on their sides to always get lucky with the VSC. he didn't get a vsc pit stop like the others, and somehow safety cars always seem to make the race easier for you.

The reason lando doesn't want to admit mclaren is fast because he wants everyone to see that he is the talented one who has been dragging that car up to the ranks. Which is literally what max is doing. He wants to be like Max so bad but doesn't have what it takes so he downplays his car, tries to twist the narrative to make him look more "talented" and at the end just blame it all on max because he's anyway gonna garner the support of the British media.

The reason oscar can admit that the car is fast is because he knows that the car doesn't define his talent and is a tool, and he also recognizes max is literally unbeatable even in a shitty redbull that's why he didn't have hope of winning going into the race today.

It's really funny to me that Max said he doesn't like when media shows lando like an asshole and then lando goes and does the same to Max and expects sympathy.

And the poeple going on defending lando that he suffers from self doubt and all, yes people do suffer from self doubt, but that doesn't mean he is free to throw blame around. The way to deal with self doubt is to overcome it. The only way u can win is by overcoming it not by becoming an asshole. "These talks about wdc mentality are too much". It's definitely too much for him that's why he doesn't have one and his teammate will probably get one sooner than him.

He was pissed that Oscar has more wins, was pissed that Max is better because when u can't fathom that u lost because of ur own mistakes the best retaliation mechanism is to just throw the blame. Like a teenager.

GROW UP LANDO.

[crxzytogether]

bruh every comment about a gay ship where they say theyre just really good friends and we need more pure strong male friendships like that are so💀 bc firstly wdym pure? does becoming queer make something dirty... bestie your homophobias showing. Secondly, being in love doesnt mean theyre not friends anymore ???? Like 😭Wdym you don't want it to become romantic bc it's a good representation of friendship? like okay and? They'd still be best friends if they got together be serious yall acting like the minute it turns romantic it's bye bye friendship when for most of these ships becoming romantic wouldnt even change a whole lot in their relationship like theyd hug for a little longer and maybe kiss but that's it, the friendship would still be there trust😭 the friendships part of why the ships good to begin with bc friends to lovers is classic

on a related topic the people that say why do we have to make everything gay... listen yall would not survive the crosscover crackships we had back in the day LMAO shipping is silly and fun and doesnt have to be serious, one could ship two characters just bc they think they look good together even they have not interacted even once okay? with that noted for the more serious ships where it's not 100% fanon and actually holds weight why are yall so threatened like relax, and why do you ignore all the platonic same sex friendships we appreciate and respect and dont ship in a serious way like, genuienly just say youre homophobic and leave bc ik damn well if one of the two people was the opposite gender youd have no problems...

nevermind the fact that none of us pull up with the why cant we just let a guy and a girl be friends when yall ship a guy and girl for less reasons than we have, like ok we do pull up with that but we're not tryna get you to stop shipping them or shaming for you shipping them(unless it's weird/illegal/wrong then shame) bc it does not affect us in any way just like whatever we ship does not affect you in any way

lastly this is lowkey unrelated but if you start your sentence with "this isn't me being homophobic" or say "im not homophobic but" or whatever, if you have to clarify that youre not being homophobic maybe rethink what youre saying bc if it truly wasnt homophobic you wouldnt have felt the need to have to explain yourself bc you think someone might interpret it that way, the fact that you can see how your statement could be interpreted that way is the first red flag girl also this goes for like everything like "im not racist" "im not sexist" hell even "this isnt me being mean" LIKE YALL this is you being exactly that pack it up and leave

[cringesilver]

Just A Scratch

Courage (Linked Universe) X GN!Reader

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Summery: Courage has a bad habit of pushing himself too hard, constantly feeling inferior to the others in the chain despite the fact he does indeed pull his weight. Of course, his reckless habits landed him with a bad wound. Not wanting the others to see him fail at something he boasts about he headed back quietly to ask you for help. Despite being the guide for these travelers in this place the dont recall or remember, here you are playing nurse for Courage once again.

Fluff and Angst | Lot of Awkward Tension | Might add more in the future

Notes: This is my first time posting any of my writing online in public. Usually I just share between friends but for linked universe its a smidge harder, this is very short but I wanna share my writing somehow anyways. There's also BARELY ANYTHING FOR COURAGE ON HERE, so I'd like to help add.

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Great, another problem, another reason to get singled out… I doubt even running before I was caught meant anything… Why me…

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You watched as Courage pouted, looking away as you cleaned around the wound on his arm. A very good solid cut that might need more than a band-aid, to say the least. He'd glance over you after a while, humming in thought. Rather loudly, too. 

“What is it…?” She didn't bother fully looking at him, just focusing on the task at hand. 

“Dunno, just curious-” 

“Curious about what?” 

“Mmmmcurious why you haven't kissed it beeeAAAUGH-” he was cut off by the sudden sting of you applying the cleaning solution to his wound directly. His arm clenching and flexing in your hands as he hissed at the end of his shock. 

“Grow a brain, when will you learn your little sly questions won't work on me?” You raised an eyebrow at him. Watching him settle down and shoot a glare at you. 

“Well excuse me for trying- least I don't rub- acid in your wounds when you say no!” 

“Just because you take it like a champ doesn't make it any less annoying…” shed give your words weight with a pause. Watching his expression soften almost reluctantly before you tended to his wound again. 

The silence was deafening, but nice considering Courage was quite the chatterbox. At the same time it felt strange, you peeked up at him, staring at you. His expression was unclear, a hint of confusion or concern maybe. Even if you were looking at him, his next words startled you. 

“Why are you so patient with me?” You blinked in confusion, him interrupting you before you could even speak. “You say I'm annoying all the time… in all honesty, you could've just not helped me. Be it now or any other time you have.” 

“Am I not allowed to just help out??” 

“Theres helping out then theres being oddly trolerable-” he squinted at you, you glared back in confusion.

“Excuse me? We’re scrutinizing how people act now mister ‘flirt every 5 seconds’??” 

“I’m just wondering why you even stay around me!” he interrupted with a bit of a raised voice. The air grew thick as if hard to breath, you both looked away in unison from each other. “I’m not a stranger to people just flat out ignoring me. My own Zelda was very used to doing that. Just coming to me for chores and work… You however go out of your way to help me…”

“You're injured, I can’t just sit to the side and do nothi-”

“I can very easily heal my own wounds, especially on my arms. You know that…” After your words had been cut off, silence filled the room again. Eventually, you’d huff, almost tossing his arm to the side as you came to a stand. Looking down at him with a strange mix of anger and embarrassment.

“Then you do it- the less I have to attend to a meat head like you, the better.” You flicked the rag onto his face, he yelped lightly from the action. As you turned and walked away, you’d hear him call out to you till you slammed the door close.

You don't know why your heart was racing. It felt so stupid, unreasonable. All you were doing was helping, healing him since he stupidly went into the battle and acted like a reckless idiot. So why was it weird when he pointed it out? Why did it feel like an attack on you, your actions, when he mentioned how you stayed despite calling him “annoying”? It made you feel embarrassed, like you were caught doing something you shouldn’t. 

You don't care for his flirts, never have. You made sure to take the chances to stay far away from the possible battle fields to avoid the typical “Kiss me as my reward”, “Saved you again, kiss me”, so many others, you lost the other variations under a few hundred more. Sure they were annoying, but at the same time he was oddly charming over it. In a stupid way. Stubbornly, your heart fluttered, remembering the countless times. You couldn't help but let out a groan of frustration as you went into your shared room with Wind at the inn. Flopping onto the bed and muffledly screaming into the mattress. 

Courage was sitting there awkwardly, his mind swirling with so much that it was almost overwhelming. He let out a sad huff. He took the rag and did the cleaning himself. Slow with his emotions, like a pouty dog almost. He’d move to get the wrapping, starting to wrap the wound once it was cleaned. Almost glaring at it as if it was the one that opened its dumb mouth to ask questions, not him. He couldn't help but lecture himself in his head, he should've kept his mouth shut. Once he was done he haphazardly put everything away, shoving the sleeve of his shirt down to cover the bandages. Walking around the inn to possibly look for you. He felt a sorry was needed after his blind impulsive actions. 

Yes, he wanted to know why you bothered with his presence, but he shouldn't have asked that way. At least he doesn't think he should have? He just doesn't know. There was all those times he messed with Zelda in the past, being stubborn on purpose. But it started to feel weird the more you rejected him. He had already slowed down on his pestering because of it, and part of him wondered if you had noticed. But the more genuine he got with his words, the more it somehow stung when you said no. This was new, even for him. No, he didn't like it one bit. He wasn't used to his heart aching so much, sure he’d think about a few ladies here and there. But you? You lingered in his brain so much that it was like your own form of annoying. While he pesters you in real life you pester him in his head. It was getting to the point of being concerning for the hero, considering this was all new for him.

He had paused once he stepped in front of your inn room door. He didn’t wanna go as far as to check in there, if you were in there, you'd probably wanna be left alone for all he knows. At the same time though, his need to apologize to calm whatever he was feeling in his chest felt more important. After one last sneer at himself, not liking how that thought sounded so selfish of him. He knocked on the door. 

You jumped slightly from the sudden knock. Just as you were going to get up from the bed to answer, you paused, glaring at the wood barrier.

“Who is it?” you sat up as you spoke. Meanwhile on the other side Courage felt at a loss. Like he regretted even disturbing you.

“It’s me- listen- please im-”

“I don't want to hear it Courage. If you still need help maybe don't say you can just do it yourself.”

“Wait, please! Please, I just wanted to say sorry!” was that desperation in his voice. That was new for you, it caused you to almost instinctively get up. Gently cracking the door open to see him. He looked down at you, the embarrassment very clear on his face. Even if a hand was clapped over his mouth, the tips of his ears practically glowed. It caused you to avert your own gaze from being flustered. Your heart fluttering stupidly again. 

“Sorry for what exactly. You just spoke your mind..”

“For insulting your abilities- I guess.. And questioning you like that it was wrong of me.” wrong of him? That was strange to hear from him too. When you looked up your eyes locked with his. It was strangle unsettling. Like this was the first time you had ever held eye contact with him at all. You were scared your own ears were glowing. 

“Apology accepted- seeing as it's the first time you’ve ever apologized..”

“You say that like it was bad…”

“Something like that can be debated… but… I appreciate it…” the silence between you two as your gazes stayed locked, was everything under the sun, awkward. He let out a huff as you took his arm, lifting the sleeve slightly to check his work. “How does it feel- is it ok?..”

“It- its fine.. Really… I managed.” he grew startled from your sudden movement. Watching your hands as your fingers grazed over the wrapping carefully. “Does it meet your standards nurse?”

You let out a huff, unable to resist the slight smile creeping on your face. Looking up at him you could see him flash a cheeky, innocent grin. You rolled his eye, letting go his arm as if to drop it.

“Yes, it does weirdo… I forgot you've had to bandage yourself before.” you let out a sigh, relaxing, trying to ignore you fast paced heart in your chest. Just as you were going to say something Courage cut you off almost awkwardly.

“I- have to ask.. Should I stop?” you paused, giving him a confused look. “I.. should I stop being i dunno… stupid? Flirting like a jerk basically. Because if it bugs you I don’t- wanna do that.. Despite my actions, I do genuinely care about you- your feelings I mean.. So…” your heart was pounding so hard in your chest, it was like it was all you could hear minus his words. Why was he even asking this? Why now of all times, here of all places? The moment it hadn’t felt awkward his stupid mouth made it awkward again. He grew more and more concerned from your silence as it went on. “Uh… if I uhm, asked a stupid question you can… make fun of me now… hello?...”

You shook your head, a hand holding it slightly as you looked down at the floor.

“Courage- can I ask what caused you to ask that?”

“W.. well I said why I- well you see uncomfortable when I ask, I guess? You get annoyed, for good reason. If it's genuinely something you want me to stop I'll doing it I swear-”

“But- it's… have…” it was getting worse and worse, his heart was sinking into his stomach. Now he was getting confused by his own words. “I… don't know courage?? I just don't-”

“F-forget I asked then. I retract my question.”

“Well I never said that-” you shot your gaze back at him, you could see him huff in almost panic as he rolled his eyes.

“What do you want me to do then!? You're getting more and more confusing, this sorta thing is… important.. To me…” what is he even saying!? You could feel your heart almost stop for a solid second, his own face faltered in concern as if he could see you stumble slightly. 

“What are you insinuating here Courage??”

“I-I’m not insinuating anything!” he waved his hands defensively. “Please- I just want to make sure I'm not somehow hurting you.. I-I realized how stupid I keep being, I mean, I made you stomp off. Even if- I… dunno, am a meat head, I still care about you-”

“Do you not hear yourself!?” you stepped back from the door, this was almost scary. He grew even more confused at your action. He tried being upfront for once and you seemed to be acting as if he was saying unspeakable evil. He let out a groan as his hands came up to rub his face in frustration. 

“I DO AND I'M STARTING TO THINK I SHOULD CUT OUT MY OWN TONGUE-”

“Guardian!?” Both of you jumped, looking down the hall. That was Time’s voice. Courage himself felt his heart sink now past the floor. He swallowed his nerves as he started to walk off down the hall.

“C-courage come back-”

“No- just… think about my question. I dunno- give an answer later or something.. I.. need to make sure it doesn’t look like I ran from battle…” 

He walked out of view, you standing there awkwardly. Nervously. You didn't know what to think or do. His words felt like a strange half confession. Why was he asking about his stupid, nonsensical flirts? It's not like he ever meant them, but did you ever act truly hurt or annoyed by them? You never were, so you almost hoped you didn’t. At the same time, why were you even hoping if that was the case, if he just stopped, everything would be better, right? You wouldn't have to deal with it anymore, at least. So why..

Why did your heart hurt at the thought of him stopping..

[fictionfixations]

i dont know how but ive gotten hella fixated on forsaken 😭

5 hours two days ago, 3-4 yesterday, rest is today

i mean people have probably played in longer bursts than me but dude like the rounds are so short it barely feels like times passing at all man

...so. hi. new player. kinda. i question if 10 hours still counts as 'new' and then i stare at other peoples stats that are just full on DAYS and im just sat here like wtf 😭

i mainly use elliot cause im better playing him but i really want to get good at two time their skins look so COOL but i have an aiming problem. its not that big a deal on elliot (except for when my dumbass throws a pizza and it lands in a hard to reach spot so im just sat here watching as the injured survivor proceeds to die like man..)

but im having a harder time getting an actual stab at the killer

id like to think im getting better at having an idea of when to strike (as in when bruhs stunned, LMAO i once was in a lobby with a bunch of two times and i just watched as one two time stuns and then the rest come out of the woodwork to get their stab in, or when theyre doing an attack [on someone else preferably])

i dont know how in the hell people do the one where killers chasing you and you shift lock and walk backwards and stab like DAMN WTH

but like i more often than not miss, sometimes i think im close enough but im not, also i once did the stab with the crouch and i did not realize how far that would take me so i completely missed that one whoops...

but i do really want to get better at two time 💀 a good majority of the few servers ive seen though are in GREAT need of healers

like i mean sometimes ill see a server of like three other elliots but a good chunk of the time its people who are in need of a healer in the team

.but i really want the two time milestone skins

..........but at the same time when im really not bringing anything to the team i just end up biting the bullet and being elliot because otherwise we're fucked

ALSO some killers deal with two time and elliots so differently

like people try to avoid two times more or be more cautious (i had this fun round where i kept moving like i was going in for a stab so the killer backed off even though i was on cooldown, bruh shouldve known because i JUST missed a stab too LMAO)

but i find im targeted more as elliot like PLEASE 😭 and bruh just ignores everyone else to go after me so im just sat here desperately trying to run like HELPP (< also i hate last man standing as elliot so bad man ill be lucky if i havent already used up rush hour earlier and never got to recharge it)

also i actually have such bad timing as elliot

ill take part of the blame because i like running to the generators cause the puzzles are genuinely so fun for me to do so ill just be like if the killer is nearby im just sat here like let me finish this first (...i saw a killer ignore a two time doing the generator and go after someone else. ??? why no apply to me D: well probably because generators make me heal more. i cant remember if its if i do the generators or if people do the generators in general)

i actually cant see the health percentages that well on like side so i have it as like icons so i dont see users but the numbers are bigger for me to spot so i try to keep an eye on that and run around or nearby the killer waiting for my cooldown

but sometimes my timing is so bad i throw a pizza and then the player dies so its like well FUCK

i remember once throwing it at someone and their hp hit 0% but it still counted as me healing someone but they were already dead so like oop

also i never realized sometimes people just dont realize my pizzas are pizzas??? like i have the friend skin so theyre blue triangles so at this point im just like aggressively motioning towards it with my character and being like 'HEY' 'PIZZA'

sometimes two times will like ask me for a pizza at 100% so im not sure if its like a so they know where to run when theyre low on hp but i try to save it for injured ppl (any experienced players reading this feel free to tell me if i should give pizzas then? i like saving cause otherwise im on cooldown and a lot can happen in 30 seconds)

but this one time bruh asked for a pizza, i threw a pizza in a corner and bruh.. didnt notice... so im just staring at this pizza as it disappears like dude PLEASE 😭 (why i wish in game you could see full chat cause i typed HEY and maybe they couldve seen it if i wasnt behind them)

anyways....

is it just me or when you spend a really long time in the lobby you can just watch as the player counts drop until its just you and one other person??

anyway also. ngl feel embarrassed at my not so great two time plays so when i already switched to elliot but i want to switch to two time i just like.. leave the server..... and be two time there so no one is aware that im better at elliot and is like ?? ?why are you two time 💀💀💀

my bullshit reason is if i join a server with a bunch of healers i can be two time and vice versa

....i just really like two time, man theyre so pretty. theyre like everything ive ever wanted in a character. i just dont usually play ones that go right to the killer, like pretttty close to STAB

also i havent gotten hang of the crouching and when to crouch i kinda just run around like a maniac looking for the killer

this also applies to elliot cause im just running around trying to find where the killer is so i can find the injured person like ??? WHERE ARE YOUU?????

also i keep panicking and using a boatload of stamina at once. im trying to like manage it so like i walk when they walk, i run when they run and walk when theyre far away enough but sometimes they just catch up so its like AGHH

also been trying to save rush hour for when i get hit so i can get the boost but its annoying when i get hit with helpless(?) so i cant rush hour 😭

...i have watched many videos on forsaken giving tips and advice on how to survive because ive had this game stuck in my head its crazy

also actually my other issue is i sometimes lag a lot and is the main reason why im killed by the killers.

very memorable reason for frustration during something like THIS (lets be real i panicked at the last ten seconds and used a bunch of stamina so i probably wouldve died anyway but we'll never truly know. because now i kind of throw whenever i get last man standing i hate it that much man. musics a banger but nahhh its not worth it and killers get used to how i try to avoid them anyways lmao)

anyway i did everything i could to minimize lag so cant really help it and best case scenario anyway is to just... not get chased by the killer

probably a tough ask considering im kinda noticeable in the dark but sometimes i also just dont get chased (it might also be because im really not that much of a threat in last man standing idk)

anyway it also helps that a bunch of times people try to save me as elliot so survivability goes up by if my teammates are good or not. like to be fair i might play ass so thats my bad, but sometimes theyre... actually so bad its not even salvageable 😭

also holy shit this is a long post

Something I forgot to mention: once I mistook a clone for the actual dude so I was trying to heal him as Elliot and then it dropped dead 💀

Only realized cause bruh was still alive in the icons

[everything-transmasculine]

Apologies if this is far too venty for this blog, but I just gotta rant.

I try to frequent both transandrophobia tags and transmysoginy.

I found transandrophobia while trying to find other people who related to my specific experiences, so I could find a support system and know that I'm not alone. Know that I'm not crazy, that the way people treat me really is related to my trans masculinity.

Then, I frequent transmysoginy, because I want to learn and be aware of the struggles trans women & transfemmes face.

But at this point, I can't view the transmysoginy tag without getting slapped with "fuck men" and "tme's should be shot" and "trans men don't have any problems"

I know it's only a very small vocal minority, I know the vast majority of people who post on that tag are alright. They don't hate us. They support us. They know we're struggling.

But it hurts. It hurts terribly as trans men & transmascs already do not have a support system. We don't have anybody but each other. We're expected to just "man up and deal with it".

It feels like I'm looking at these tags as a form of unintentional self harm at this point.

It's weird, because, from my perspective, most folk constantly remind that, the shitty transphobic posts on the transmisoginy tag, are obviously just a vocal minority and shouldn't be the mascot for the entire tag.

But it feels as though nobody gives that same thought for the transandrophobia tag.

theres no such thing as too venty anon - im here to support you, no matter how complicated or difficult the topic is. :)

ive noticed a definite uptick in “fuck transmascs” as a sentiment from across the site, whether that be in transmisogyny tags, or otherwise - and while this is a very vocal minority who are co-opting the terminology for their own personal gain (reactionary groups LOVE stealing legitimate terminology to prop themselves up as “more logical”) it still is very disheartening to see. when i trawl the usual tags for antitransmasculinity, i really dont see this same sentiment echoed - yes, there are some people who use it for personal gain, as is with any popular tag on tumblr, but the majority of the posts in the tags “transandrophobia” and its derivatives… its mostly just transmasculine people speaking about the horrific abuse theyve had to endure, or its transmasculine people calling for trans unity. those who do try to instigate trans separatism and calls for lateral aggression should be drowned out, laughed at and ignored.

i think this vocal minority is definitely doing more harm than good to the trans community as a whole, and these bad actors are counting on that to destabilize and delegitamize any attempts at trans unity. these people - in both tags - are not dealing with the repercussions of their transphobia offline, they are stirring the pot and then dipping. its easier to stir up a group of people against eachother than it is to unify them - especially when we are already so diverse. its important to recognize and remember that these people calling for violence against trans people (of any kind) are not our allies. these are not people we should be giving ANY attention - because, ultimately, what they want is attention. what they want is a platform. rule #1 of the internet - dont feed the trolls.

as an aside - no, i dont think some transfems and trans women being snappy or insulting online is a systemic issue. i am speaking about real world repercussions and consequences transmasculine people are facing (myself included in that - i have some stories) due to the pervasiveness and reparroting of anti trans rhetoric under the guise of it being “punching up” here… because at the end of the day, youre still just punching. (what i mean is, we are seeing a lot of watered down versions of transphobia, but that doesnt mean it doesnt still hurt.)

[reminiscentreader]

*internal sigh* rant post on lyra hate (again) i guess

first of all i have NO idea what shes done to accumulate all this hate except for ruin a bunch of random peoples parasocial relationships with grayson, these guys are seriously getting worse that the Aaron Warner stans, AND WE DO NOT EXCEPT THAT KIND OF HATE HERE 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️ i think the only way im going to be able to do this is address all the arguments for hating lyra individually. (also i want to say i have no problem with people having there own opinions but when it gets THIS far i feel like i have a duty to say something as a lyra stan)

first i want to talk about her being self absorbed/whiny brat, THIS THING MAKES NO SENSE TO ME, the only people in the series she wwas rude to were people who were rude first. if anything we should have taken that she was kind away from her character, Literally like the first person she meets is odette, WHO SHE TREATS WITH KINDNESS, and then she has a run in with gigi, WHO SHE TREATS WITH KIDNESS, and then she has the avery situation WHERE SHE LITERALLY BECOMES THE #1 AVERY GRAMBS GLAZER, THIS GIRL WAS IN AWE OF HER 😭🙏🙏 and then she dances with xander WHO SHE TREATS WITH KINDNESS, this whole “lyras such a bitch” makes no sense at ALL, especially those people who say “grayson deserved someone like gigi, 🥺🥺.” A- I DONT KNOW IF YOU NOTICED BUT GRAYSON DOES HAVE GIGI, HIS SISTER WHO HE LOVES VERY MUCH. ITS ALMOST AS IF THERE WAS A WHOLE BOOK ABOUT GRAYSON AND GIGI AND B- LYRA WAS GIGI what these people dont understand is that lyra was a COMPLETELY different person back then, she says something about her being the happiest teenage girl. (also people who sooo desperately want grayson to end up with someone “just like gigi” are weirdddd)

next (AND THIS ONE PISSES ME OFF SOOOO MUCH 😓😓😓) “lyra is just an avery copy” GENUINELY STFU, the only thing similar about them is that they were introduced taking a test 😐😐😐, THE GIRLS DONT EVEN LOOK ALIKE?? the way they make desicions and just function in general is so different avery is a very logical person but lyra tends to be more emotional, if you want to compare jlb mfc compare cassie and avery and them sawyer and lyra. Averys main trait is her smartness and intelligence, whereas lyras is her braveness and caringness?? (i have no idea what the plural for caring is) im also gonna branch “grayson could never love anyone as much as avery blah blah 😒.” into this one and let me make this sooo clear. GRAYSON IS NOT ROMANTICALLY IN LOVE WITH AVERY ANYMORE. in fact in the brothers hawthorne, there is a whole chapter where he comes to this realisation. In case any of you missed it heres a direct quote “suddenly since the first time he’d met avery grambs, there was nothing tense or painful about standing this close to her, shed told him once they were family, maybe a part of him had been running from that to.”

anway sorry for the rant guys 🙏🙏

[xoxodropletsneedsmorefanfics]

Imagine Jeremy Braiding Your Hair…

I really wanted to write a long Jeremy fic and have it posted today, but I had a final to take and then I spent most of the day studying for tomorrow’s final. College sucks 😔. DONT THEY KNOW ITS ONE OF MY HUSBANDS BIRTHDAY?!

Enjoy this short thing instead

Sigh.

What was he doing?

How did he let you convince him to do this?

Jeremy’s hands are slow and unsure as he gently parts through your hair. It was still moist from the shower you just took just a few minutes ago. “Jerebear, what are you so scared of? If you do something wrong, it’ll hurt me, not you.” You chuckle, “Um, that’s what I’m worried about. Believe or not I’d actually prefer not to cause you any pain.” Jeremy sighs. “Aw, you do care~” You coo, he lifts his hands away from your hair when you tilt your head back to look at him.

“Still, you’re stressing yourself out for nothing. I’ve seen you braid your own hair and as doofy as you look doing it, the finished product is always amazing.” You tell him, Jeremy starts to feel sticky under your honey sweet gaze. He adjust your head to face forward again, his pale cheeks becoming a soft pink. Jeremy sighs and gets back to work, despite your support, Jeremy’s movement remain awkward and stiff.

You hum slightly, immediately growing bored of the short silence, “Have you ever braided anyone else’s hair?” You asks “No.” Jeremy answers the second the question left your lips. It was like he knew you were going to ask at some point. Then again, you also already knew what his response would be. Jeremy continues, “No one else has ever asked me to braid their hair. And even if they did, I would’ve said no. Do you know how many germs are in a person’s scalp? Do you know how common lice is? How much flaking a scalp can do?” Jeremy asks, shuddering with each reminder of how truly disgusting a person’s scalp can be.

“What about Pran’s hair? It’s long and majestic. You’ve never wanted to braid your best friend’s hair?” You ask, Jeremy scoffs, “Yeah, he’s my best friend, so I know better than anyone how poorly kept his hair is.” He states, “Wait, seriously? Lynn told me that all the way back in high school. I can get angsty teen Pran not wanting to take care of his hair, but not adult Pran. How is his hair so long and pretty if he doesn’t even take care of it?” You chuckle with a bewildered smile.

Jeremy shrugs, “He has good genes. That’s the one thing his parents ever did for him.” He says, he finally guides his hands through your hair. And after 30 minutes of prep, it was completely painless. “Well, I’m glad this is another first of yours that I get the honor of claiming.” You snicker, Jeremy lets out a groan, but a smile worms its way into his face.

The two of you…talk.

About your day, about plans the two of you made for tomorrow…

All while Jeremy is braiding your—admittedly soft, clean hair.

Jeremy mind trails away from whatever nonsense you’re rambling about. This is…nice.

Soon, 20 minutes turned into an hour, and your words were starting to make less and less sense before coming to a stop.

“There. Done.” Jeremy announces quietly. You eagerly stand up, heading to a mirror to see the finish product, he takes a moment to look at your braid. It was in two simple braids, but he felt…happy. When he was younger, he never thought it’d be possible, but he is happy. Jeremy lets out a sigh, “Never asked me to do this again.” He says, leaning against the door frame. You let out a loud scoff, “No promises! I might just ask you to do this every time I wash my hair! Man, I always look amazing—but I look even better than before!” You laugh happily.

Jeremy’s smile is small and affectionate, silently accepting that braiding your hair was just going to be a part of his life now.

Not that he really had a problem with it.

[uki01]

hey!! may i please request a dbbq froggy x reader romantic/fluff fic/hc piece? ive seen two others but love seeing everyones take on him.

we NEED more froggy fiction my guy is LACKING i am starved!!

no rush, and if you dont feel up to writing him for any reason, thats fine! i hope youre having a good day/night

”Get back to work!”

Froggy x Reader

Author’s Note: Froggy is a funny fella ain’t he? One of my favourites, I wish I had bros frog outfit, also he might be a bit OOC i apologise for that

Pairing: Romantic

Type: Headcanons and Fanfic

Warnings: None!

Froggy is proud to have you by your side

You first met Froggy through Ena when she convinced you to take this job since you were unemployed

It was a rough start but was worth at the end

You and Froggy work alongside together, so you two can grow an even stronger bond together

”These people can be very restless it’s frustrating! But their lucky enough to even have me and you by their side right Y/N?”

”Yeah sure”

Whenever the days over you two would go on dates, somewhere nice, or somehow in this wacky world

Whenever cuddling hours is in the works, he’s usually the bigger spoon with you guys either having you between his legs and arms or just in the couch hugging against each other and dozing off

Ena is you’re guys number one supporter

”My my! Why isn’t this such a lovely scenery, never thought that something like this would happen between you two?”

”Eh!? Stop poking around and get back to work Ena!”

I don’t see Froggy being into PDA, especially at work, so the closest thing you’ll get is holding hands with him

But inside in your guys house, hands everywhere, with consent!

He usually makes dinner and breakfast if you aren’t up early, I think he wakes up early just to get ready for work

Best cook ever

You guys switch topics really fast at home about anything really

”But seriously, I don’t think that should’ve happened anyways it could’ve gotten them in serious trouble and bad image” You said

”Yeah unlucky for them, I remember this one time I saw an pentagon helicopter” Froggy mentioned

Whenever you and Froggy have to work separately, Froggy would call you every hour just to make sure your okay

”Y/N! Are you okay? Do you need any help?”

”Froggy you said the exact same question one hour ago”

You two drink together whenever you guys are feeling down

Overall, Froggy is a funny lad and he loves to share his experiences with you because he loves you

it was you, and Froggy’s day off today, you two were just lounging about in your guys house, with Froggy bringing in some drinks

“Want some?” Froggy asked as he handed some to you

“Awh, thanks Froggy” You thanked him

“No problem” He said

You two clinked your cup of glass together and drink your drinks, you had an idea pop in your head as you settles the cup of glass on the coffee table and decided to put some music on, Michael Jackson

“Eh? What are you doing?” Froggy asked

“Putting on some music, wanna dance?” You asked as you started to walk up to him to pull him up

“Uh… I’m not much of a dancer that’s more of Ena’s style” Froggy shrugged, nervously

“Oh don’t worry! I won’t judge” You reassured hum

You two then started dancing to Michael Jackson, as the song kept progressing you can see Froggy have genuine fun and decided to take your hand and start dancing with each other, twirling and spinning around, laughter all around by your guys voices

“Froggy you’re a natural!” You laughed

“Heh! Guess that’s just my specialty huh?” Froggy grinned

With another few twirls you and Froggy laughed and kept dancing along the way, keep putting on more music and dancing along to rhythm, you didn’t care but just happy that it’s just you and Froggy

After all that, you two decide to read a book together cuddling each other with you between his grasp and him holding you and having his head on the top of your head

“This is nice… we should do this more often, wouldn’t you agree?” Froggy said looking down at you

“Of course, you didn’t even have to ask” You smiles as you looked up at him

You gave him a kiss to which it caught him off guard but just laughed and kissed you back and continued reading the book, this was heaven

Author’s Note: Hope this is good! Thanks for the request!

[guns-blazing]

im gonna throw up ummmm uyhh

nuance/other

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everyone in thge tags talking about how she needs to see axis as a person first ✅✅✅THANK YOU at the time the game ends she does not respect him even remotely and she needs to cut that out if she wants to have amny kind of relationship that isnt hostile.but since everyone seems to grasp that i'll instead just say that in a hypothetical post-canon they can work through their issues and like each other. and now i'll go on to how axis feels. which is:

UAAAH UHHRHG ghgh RRRHGGHHHGHHHnjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjsyukd

First let's looka t that Other Thing too! (im imagining this in the canon space that kanako and axis were friends pre-integrity. if you dont subscribe to that idea just imagine this post without kanako mentioned it might work with just chujin ok? ok) does axis call chujin his father and kanako his sister?

uh holy shit? probably not? which is not probably an entirely ok thing?

the ketsukanes are a very traditional nuclear family

axis is not supposed to be ALIVE. the robots are not meant to be SAPIENT.

if axis had even thought to bring up being family to chujin once he would have been shot down. and if axis had asked kanako. well. lets jusr say chujin's the guy that raised kanako. but axis has very strong feelings towards both of them, and chujin created him and they care about each other, axis should at least have the space to explore that maybe chujin is like his dad, maybe kanako is like his sister! he doesn't have to feel like they are because why would he??? he isn't a monster! he can do things his own way, he doesn't need to subscribe to monster things like having a family. they can just be "creator" and "creator's daughter." but i think he should at least be allowed to consider that they're family and i do not think he would and i question, even after the game ends and he's "free", if he would allow himself to consider that, or even be able to question that? because how would he learn about family if he can't leave the steamworks and none of the other robots have family? how would he think about kanako being his sister if he doesn't remember she exists? (canon, btw, if you arent privy to my me it's canon that axis can't remember people after a recharge unless he scans them in and he cannot scan kanako in since she's truelabbed.) how would he feel about chujin being his dad if he hasn't seen him for a long time and how would knowing he's dead affect that?

and now this loops back to CEROBA again but we've already ESTABLISHED they need to get to the point where she sees him as a person. i feel like most of this would come after the barrier is broken, and kanako is now open about the fact that she knows axis and used to be very close to him. and kanako and axis would unpack how they feel about each other and if they're "siblings" or want to stick with "close buddies" or "the man who made me also made this guy." i dont think neither ceroba nor axis would even consider the possibility of labelling each other as family unless that happened, axis because theres nobody who better fits the definition telling him so, ceroba because... i mean, chujin never brought axis up and when axis brings chujin up he never callls him his dad so why would she even consider her being a mom? and in the case that kanako and axis are actually Not close and Never met and Don't meet after the barrier breaks. well good luck ceroba+axis they're never exploring anything

and now actually taking a step back to look at ceroba and axis in isolation. what would being a mother to axis entail? what would axis being her son entail? they've never lived together (i mean i've seen a couple post-barrier interps where they live together on the surface but not a lot and i've never seen one i liked but that's besides the point), age isn't a meaningful descriptor you can apply to the robots but he's certainly not a child who needs taken care of, and a lot of the problems he has she probably can't take care of simply because she's not an engineer. the only thing she has to offer him is advice–he's not particularly clever, and somehow i doubt emotional intelligence was installed in him. ceroba has to process, like, everything wrong with her life herself, but whether that takes a year or five years or ten years, axis will have been sapient for about a year or five years or ten years, which is not a lot of time to have spent self-aware and he'd still need someone to help him understand how he feels. i think ceroba'd be good for that! i think they have a lot in common. they'd be skipping over the raising-an-child part, but i'm sure ceroba could still hassle him over leaving his room i mean charging station a mess, or help him file his robot-taxes, or comfort him after a messy breakup with guardener. likewise, he could insist on making breakfast in bed for her on her birthday... okay actually i was gonna list more examples but i'm too captivated by the idea of axis making ceroba breakfast-in-bed. however bad i'm imagining it going it would undoubtably be worse. i need to see that can someone make that please

which brings up the question, like the one i stated earlier with chujin and kanako: in that case, would axis and ceroba be familial? everything they can do for each other are also thigns a friend could do. does their relationship have to be mother-son? and

IDK. nuance/other

Ok I called axis (beta)ceroba’s “son she hates” on my beta uty talksprite post as a joke but that does remind me of smth im curious abt

Timeframe for when they would start doing it if u answer the first two can be as long as u want it to be. Just as long as u believe at some point in time post uty canon they would likely do it

[stealingpotatoes]

since you mentioned Young Justice like once; who’s your favorite character + what’s your favorite ship

yes!! this is a VERY easy question, my favourite character was robin/nightwing and my favourite ship was spitfire, which makes a perfect third wheel combination

[mightaswelljxmp]

hm ok so interestingly, bdubs’s courthouse is built on an odd number of blocks. note the roof of the facade coming to a point, but more importantly, the nine pillars….

you don’t use an odd number of pillars. like ever.

let me get this out of the way first: i get why you’d build with odd numbers in minecraft. i usually do it myself, to not run into problems like double doors or two-wide pointed roofs or frustrating spacing/symmetry between decorative elements. however. to not even out the design of something so unequivocally done in every other example of columns and pillars…. fascinating implications…

every other example guys. every other building with columns like this has an even number of them.

doing so sets the line of symmetry at an invisible point between two pillars, an even number on each side. but an odd total number of pillars makes the central pillar itself the line of symmetry. this does a couple things.

one, it upends the sense of community and equality. which i know sounds crazy, but really, a group of columns are all put there to hold up a structure. there’s no focus on one because they are all are working as supports.

symbolically, at least when first used in ancient greece, pillars represented people. and it makes sense for courthouses, especially, to want to show an even, fair, equal number of people on each side. no focus on any one, no inherent bias right off the bat just looking at it.

with an odd number of pillars, though, one will always be placed front and center.

and THEN. and then you walk in the courtroom itself (also odd-numbered blocks) and you are immediately opposite the judge, bdubs, located exactly centrally. and true, courtrooms are often set up like this anyway. but bdubs ups the ante and reaffirms that no, focus is on him by staging it all as a daytime court show, boom mic just over his head, cameras pointed in, spotlights on him.

literally by design, it was not built for justice. it’s built for show, for entertainment. and just look at the credits to know exactly what sort of message you’re supposed to be getting from this show.

the biblical story he used, with king solomon. it’s about king solomon. isn’t really about the trial itself, or the babies, or the women. it’s about showing (off) how wise and just he is. that’s the point. hm. interesting.

now, getting to the second point that etho also picked up on: it feels like a prison.

it’s not just the color palette. when your eyes naturally draw to the center point, you aren’t seeing an open space. instead of feeling like an arch or gateway or otherwise some kind of opening, the pillar there makes it feel closed off. the overall effect is that of prison bars. not pillars lining the entrance to a place of order or a temple. bars of a cage, a cell.

imagine the lincoln memorial were set up with 11 or 13 pillars. he’d look so much more trapped in there.

having a central pillar blocks the entrance. it’s not welcoming. you have to go around it; it’s immediately inconveniencing you. and when you go to leave, it’s there blocking you again.

this courthouse was not designed and built to be fair, nor accomodating, nor equitable, on any terms. even if unintentional, i wouldn’t call it so much coincidental as i would… subconscious.

after all, y’know. form follows function.

[camembri]

you wanted zoro to be on whole cake island to fulfil your weird desire to see zoro punish sanji. I wanted zoro on whole cake island because I think he's stupid enough to right place wrong time the plan and accidentally marry Sanji in full view of the whole wedding party in what becomes the most elaborately constructed comedy of errors ever written. we are NOT the same.

[sansculottides]

pisses me off to no end when people on reddit or whatever complain that the show wouldve been better off without the tuunbaq.....did we watch the same show? the tuunbaq is everything, it held everything together. the tuunbaq is the main transformative element of the terror. the tuunbaq elevates the text beyond mere historical fact and lets it say something about the expedition's broader context of imperialism. it hunted the british men who were trampling on its home as a mere stopover, a side casualty, to finding the northwest passage (for, you know, "trade with china" after britain beat china into submission after the imperialist opium war). silna couldnt complete a proper ritual with it because of the british men - just as british colonizers have historically intruded and disrupted the practice of indigenous culture. and in the end the tuunbaq dies, after all the injuries it's taken from the british over the course of 10 episodes and finally chokes to death on the worst of them. because there's no escaping the reality of colonial history, and there is especially no fantastical escape for the colonizer. there's no proper way for us to move forward otherwise.

good historical fiction doesnt have to limit itself to accuracy - it needs empathy to draw out meanings in history using literary craft. thats what the tuunbaq means to me.... if you wanted a straight depiction of historical record, just go watch a documentary.. TUUNBAQ DENIERS DNI

[u3pxx]

KIM KITSURAGI - “Is that. My kineema.”

COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - Something in him is about to break, *big time*.

EMPATHY - And it’s not going to be pretty, do something!

- DRAMA [Formidable] - Everything is fine!

- “Sure is.”

DRAMA [Formidable: Failure] - Surely he’s aware that he’s not the *only* person in the world who owns a Kineema?

YOU - “Is it really *yours*? I mean, plenty of people have their own Kineemas, right? Like working men, government offices, uh, firefighters I guess, maybe even animal control people? Exactly! A million different people who could’ve driven it into the uh…”

DRAMA - Pause, my liege! Ixnay on the Ineemakay!

YOU - “It could even be our *mysterious* joyrider!”

KIM KITSURAGI - Your frenzied babbling falls deaf to the lieutenant's ears. Instead, he approaches the broken vehicle, sunken in the ice. He moves with a caution and gentleness you haven’t seen him display before.

INLAND EMPIRE - It must be cold and lonely down there, in the icy water. Maybe he could sense its sorrow, calling to him…

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Easy: Success] - His hands, which are always stiffly placed behind his back, are trembling.

ENDURANCE - This is the shuffle of a tired, tired man.

HALF LIGHT - He’s going to do something drastic because of you. Oh god, terrible! You’re a terrible liar! You can’t look at this, you just can’t!

VOLITION [Formidable: Success] - It's not *you* who drove his kineema into the sea. You have plenty of faults, but this one is decidedly not yours.

KIM KITSURAGI - He kneels down with his head bowed, casting his face in shadow. He plants a hand on the ice to stabilize himself, squinting to get a better view of the motor carriage. “Detective, it says ‘57’ on it.”

YOU - Sweat drips down your brow, and you feel a terrible headache coming. “Maybe our joyrider has an affinity for that number?”

LOGIC - He's not stupid, he knows that it's not that.

KIM KITSURAGI - “57.”

YOU - “What about 57?”, you brace yourself.

KIM KITSURAGI - “Precinct 57.”

YOU - You wince. “Kim, look-”

KIM KITSURAGI - “When I woke up in the Whirling-in-Rags with no memory of what happened during the days before, I've taken note that something of mine has gone missing.” He grits his teeth. "A very. Important. Something."

He runs his hands over his face, messing his already unkempt hair in the process. Regret creeps up on his features. “God. Fuck. They’re going to fire me over this, they’re not going to hear me out.”

EMPATHY - Desperation settles in the lieutenant's tone. Sadly, you find yourself in agreement, even if you don’t want it to be the truth.

YOU - “People are more valuable than machines, Kim.”

KIM KITSURAGI - “Not people like me.” He rasps.

YOU - “…”

KIM KITSURAGI - Before you can say anything more, you fail to notice the lieutenant carefully walking onto the edge of the ice. He looks over the frigid water, a dizzying blue that mirrors and distorts his exhausted face back to him.

YOU - “Kim?”

KIM KITSURAGI - Seconds pass as he looks to be contemplating something. Out of nowhere, he casually takes another step where the ice ends and the sea begins. It happens all too quick for the lieutenant to even voice a call for help— if he even wanted to — his body plunging into the cold water before your eyes.

YOU - “KIM!!!!”

uhhh bonus stuff? sorry i have swap au brainworms pfttt

(im not sure what skills kim has at the moment so rn he only has narration as his inner monologue ok whoops, i would like to keep harry as the guy who thinks in dialogue trees so im still figuring it out pfttt)

also, this was done bc i wanted to expand on these old scribbles of mine, just like an idea, i just think that he'd be having an even worse time wheezes