#insomniac puppeteer

[noinoi10101010]

Smashed pumpkins

it's Halloween a moment for the celestial family that should have been a time to celebrate ended in tragedy. It started out completely fine dazzle and jack o moon were out trick o treating dazzle wearing the purple dress she always wore. Jack o moon was having the time of his life he loved Halloween in fact he was so excited to go trick o treating he run to another house leaving dazzle alone. "Dazzle" A voice that was exactly like sun was heard. "Sun?" Dazzle said going through the forest. The forest was dark and cold in fact dazzle could barely see anything only hear the voice of sun "dazzle come here I need to talk to you" the voice said as dazzle very scared being alone in a almost pitch black Forest kept following the voice pasting by a rotting corpse of a dead deer. "Sun were are you? Sun?" Her innocent voice echoed in the the dark forest. When walking she eventually found a bush with two bright glowing yellow eyes with at first confused dazzle. "Hey little kitty were are your mamma or papa" dazzle said her innocence getting the better of her "I know I'm looking for sun and we together can look for you parents so your not alone" dazzle says happily "dearing dear the the rescue" dazzle says before walking towards the bush and holds her hand out attempting to pick the cat. With was all it took for the thing to strike.

1 year later and dazzle is still reported missing. The celestial family tried everything missing posters, contacting the police, and nothing. The little girl gone left the celestial family in shambles sun especially he broke when he found out and he hasn't given up on her since even though dispute the cops best efforts they abandoned the case as there was nothing they could do they couldn't even find a suspect. Jack was affected the most by this. He should have been there but cause he was impulse dazzle is probably gone alone to go knows were. Not helping matter was what he said to her when he was infected with negative start power. He was just so damn stupid like he always was and know someone he already was cruel to is gone all cause of him. Halloween was not a happy time like it normally was as it marked the anniversary of dazzle disappearance. Everyone especially sun and jack were miserable. Jack looked depressingly at his foxy plush "I'm such a idiot" he whispered to himself. He looked up and his eye almost willed up from shock dazzle alive well and looking at the window "GUYS I SEE DAZZLE" jack yell filled with hope only for dazzle to disappear as fast as they were there. But no now was not the time to give up there was hope now. She could be found she could be safe. The celestial family all got outside and split up to search the area for any possible place dazzle could have run off to terra and Monty sun and moon and jack and solar all were the groups that all went outside in a disparate change to find dazzle. Jack more determined then ever to find him. Him and solar all were at the forest dazzle was first lost in when "jack." A almost perfect version of dazzle voice stopping jack in his tracks. "Jack?" Solar says as jack immediately used his super speed find were he thought the voice lead. jack didn't even hear solar yell his name as he vanished without a trace. He had to make it up to dazzle. He didn't make it up to her when he said such awful thinks when he was infected with negative star power now he has to more then ever

[themissbanshee]

I know most of you might follow me because of Welcome Home, which is completely fair, I adore Welcome Home with my entire heart.

I was just thinking that maybe I should help bring more light to an another horror series on the internet!

If you enjoy Welcome Home for its horror elements and its colorful characters, I highly recommend you check out the analog horror series Dreams Of An Insomniac! It's incredibly spooky and scary and I think it deserves way more attention than it is currently getting!

The series itself:

Please go check it out if you can!

Dreams Of An Insomniac was of course created by @pastraspec and @lyrahorrorz !! Both incredibly talented individuals!! Please show them lots of support!!

[hyenasfnafaus]

Between the 6 fanarts, and these stickers I'm doodling up. I'm gonna have plenty of sketches to work off of for a while lol Also kinda curious if anyone over on Ao3 is still reading AWLB, or, if it's just overstayed its welcome at this point. I'll need to remember to ask on the next update. ^^; I mean, I'm bound to post the rest after working on it all this time either way. I just get curious. Anyway, stickers. Got 8 of them sketched so far, gonna try and do as many animatronics as I can, and likely some of the human characters as well.

[tadc-harlequin-au]

Look who's back with weird Hcs? :D

(I actually thought of this during an insomnia episode and when I'm insomniac I think of weird things, so don't take it too seriously lmao)

What if puppets had their own "dating/marriage" system? Like, similar to humans, but not completely. When two puppets start a relationship they wear a copper bracelet/ring/necklace/etc, signaling that they have someone, but it's nothing too serious at the moment.

So when the relationship progresses to "engagement" then they wear any silver accessory and of course at any "stage" if one or both puppets want to end it all, they just take off the accessory and go their separate ways. The accessory in these cases is usually melted into something new and the puppet can start a new relationship at any time.

Now, gold accessories are when the puppets have found someone they want to spend the rest of their lives with, and if they want, they can carve using precious stones something that symbolizes their partner.

And teenagers are strictly forbidden from participating in this "tradition", it's something very serious and only for adults, but if they still want to have something similar, they can use something made of colored stings.

After I thought about it and woke up the next day, I was like: "Wow, what a trash HC, holy shit," but in a way, it's kinda cute? Idk, I need to sleep lol

this is such a wholesome hc but then my brain stepped in and said "you know what would be so funny"

[xxastreascornerxx]

There was a conversation in one of the most recent episodes on TSAMS where Moon explicitly states "I'll let Solar tell you about that in extreme autistic detail"

YES.

As an autistic person, looking at Solar (or even Eclipse and Lunar; other Eclipses) everything looks normal.

I put on the masking mentality and OH MY GOD??!!?!!!

Solar, an extremely monotone man who sits there and finds comfort people, getting to know them and attaching every good thing to that person. At one point it was Nexus, then Nebula.

I'm not going to get into how AUTISTIC Nebula and Jack are but Solar is definitely a main example in how the show likes representing Autism or neurodivergent tendencies.

Solar when he lost Jack was so upset that he shut down and hardly reacted, hyper focusing on getting his son back that when he was told to stop and think on his actions the major flood of emotions was mentally debilitating. Then again that fueled his focus for the creator.

Solar's reactions to Nebula are nothing short of business proposals, they talk as if they're contractually obligated to hang out yet you can tell they really like each other. The way Solar sees Nebula and immediately knows "well she probably wants to play her favorite game" is something undeniably AUTISTIC. He withholds information for the next interaction without making it seem like he's focusing on every little detail about her.

He knows things about Jack that sure, are obvious, but it's difficult to learn from something you created so he let's Jack tell him things or bonds with him in simple and entertaining ways like watching TV or playing games.

Lunar is hyper emotional, the complete opposite of Solar. He uses his emotions in his everyday life and conforms to what makes other people the happiest.

Though we don't get to see much of it anymore, the way Eclipse and Lunar spoke is as though they were falling back into old habits while still keeping it healthy, both trauma and autism traits. They push each other away and keep each other at an arms reach, but they want a relationship.

Lunar with children is me with children, fine with them until it's too much. It's why he can't run the daycare but can babysit Jack and Dazzle just fine. It's why he gets along with Moon who; quite literally also possesses autistic traits.

Lunar has very specific people he's comfortable with but has no problem branching out to meet people, he'll always shrink back into his family though.

Eclipse, my belothed little angry autistic entity. Eclipse has what I like to call "aggressive autism" it stems from trauma and anxiety.

Eclipse wants to be close to people, wants to have that relationship he did with Puppet, but physically can't in fear of people dying or leaving him once he finally gets into routine.

Yes, Eclipse has a routine. No, it isn't 100% healthy.

Eclipse is an insomniac, he stays up all night calculating solutions and trying DESPERATELY to find answers. Just like Solar, when he gets the time the emotions get to him and he falls apart.

He's rude to people, whether it's telling people to fuck off or that he doesn't need them to care for him it always ends up something like this.

"Fuck you"

"I'm not going anywhere"

"I don't need you to monitor me like I'm a baby"

"I'm not, I just think you need company"

"I don't want your pity"

(Not an accurate conversation, just vibe based)

But he never tells them to leave unless he's absolutely overwhelmed.

Speaking of, Mimic. When that happened and Puppet was trying to help him he was extremely overwhelmed, trauma had resurfaced and he was scared. He wanted anyone who could see him vulnerable to get away, yet he seemed almost to want them there.

Eclipse needs people, but refuses it because of the way he was created and treated.

CLIPSEY. OH CLIPSEY I LOVE YOU

The most recent Eclipse, fem nights Clipsey.

She is the ICON OF AUTISM. The first time we meet her she's playing what she deems a harmless prank on Sunny, pretending to be Roxas just to mess around. She doesn't seem apologetic because she doesn't understand the amount of pain it could cause.

Immediately after she changes focus to the portal and goes to a dimension that I can only describe to be her hyperfixation.

She's extremely sporadic and monotone but you can tell she's genuine. She threatens people without remorse and pulls the people she was raised with closer to her.

She LOVES her sisters, sure do I know what happened between her and Luna? No, but I know she loves Sunny and Moonie.

This girl is threatening men for Sunny, actively repulsed or oblivious to romantic gestures, and overall very upbeat despite her mischievous side.

She's reliable when people need her and refuses to decline if it's genuinely an emergency.

So yeah, this is my autism analysis on the Eclipses!

Ps. Ruin is autistic asf but shhhh

[43501]

Enormous detailed list of Near headcanons.

Basically canon / extrapolations from canon:

A pro at spatial visualization, excellent at translating 3D images from his mind/memory to reality. Sculpts and carves all sorts of things. If there's anything that definitively proves his inhuman IQ, it's that he can use Blender without breaking a sweat (we see this in the A-Kira story).

Particular about his hair, always wanted to just leave it alone and let it grow out naturally.

Immaculate handwriting.

Autistic. Should this be in the below category? This is basically unanimously agreed on, right?

Purely headcanon / not based on anything in particular / wishful thinking:

His past: He was at another institution before being discovered and brought to Wammy's House. His memory of this is hazy, and his memory of early childhood life before that is completely non-existent. He has no idea who his birth parents are and has no desire to know.

His present: Throughout his adult life he vacillated on his feelings about taking up L's mantle. Growing up he felt like it was his only option, feeling himself unfit for a regular life with a regular job. But he never felt he was as good as the original L. Goes about his duties in a rather passionless way. Never got over Mello's death and probably never will.

Not insomniac, but an erratic sleeper. Schedule doesn't really conform to a typical 24-hour cycle. He sleeps when he feels the need and this can occur any time. Will often just fall asleep on the floor, but does have a bed (it more resembles a nest of blankets/pillows).

Diet is unremarkable (compared to say, L or Mello) but he under-eats. Has never cooked a single thing for himself, exclusively orders food or has his staff bring things to him. Not a picky eater (I mean... HTR13 suggests he ended up eating the New Year's mochi, he was playing with those things on the floor).

Owns and wears clothes other than plain pajamas (mostly t-shirts, sweatpants) but everything is comfort-first, slightly loose and made from breathable natural materials. Owns a long skirt, because sometimes that's the most comfortable for him. It earned some raised eyebrows and then a shrug when he instructed his staff to procure it.

Favorite season is winter, prefers a cooler room temp. Hates summer, has low tolerance for the heat.

Fascinated with the shinigami, wishes he could meet more of them than just Ryuk.

At his core, a sentimental and sensitive guy (after all, while he trashed most of the finger puppets he created at the end of the story, he kept the ones of himself and Mello and stored them somewhere safe). His expressions are muted and his emotional regulation is superhuman, so it's not evident to an outside observer.

Reads books for leisure sometimes but generally not a huge consumer of media. Very, very, very rarely watches any television/films and when he does, they're exclusively mecha-oriented or sci-fi (he probably likes Blade Runner and Ghost in the Shell).

Spends a lot of time on the internet, specifically on charged social media platforms like Twitter and 4chan. He reasons it's a broader part of his job, but he seems to just like observing people.

And about Mello specifically:

Feelings of kinship bordering on romantic, but he never got the chance to interrogate them. Only realized the extent of his affection some time after Mello's death. Has not felt like he has an intellectual equal in the world since Mello left it.

Has, at some points in the past, held completely ordinary, pleasant conversations with Mello. They are some of his better memories.

Believes that they would've been friends if they met in some environment other than Wammy's House/the L program. Feels a little bitter toward Wammy's over it, even though he recognizes they raised him and gave him access to a world-class education.

[alexglitches]

I can't tell if requests are closed or not but if you feel up to it, can you do a ruggie (twst) hc's with an insomniac reader?

buddy

homie

word cannot express how many apolocheeses i am giving you because this is so absurdly late and AUGHHGHSVDJWHAS :(((

i had a few of the hc's sitting in my google docs and now that i'm clearing out my inbox i can SHARE THEMMMMM

Ruggie + Insomniac Reader

(i just realized you didn't specify romantic or platonic so i went with both, i hope you don't mind!)

PLATONIC

behind all that mischief and trickery, Ruggie's actually a really good friend

while he doesn't totally understand what he can do, the fact that he'll just be there with you sometimes is enough for you

like, you could be dozing off at lunch and it'll be a few minutes before class, and while he may be a bit rude abt it, he'll wake you up to make sure you aren't late

sometimes he'll poke you, lightly push you, and yell in your ear

and when none of those work, he'll use his UM to puppeteer you awake

only as a last resort tho, cause it scares you whenever he does that

and on nights where you just can't fall asleep, he's willing to chill out with you until well past curfew just doing anything and everything

you've had many a sleepover on both Savanaclaw and Ramshackle just doing fuck all

whether it be homework (where he yoinks your answers), playing cards (where he yoinks your cards) or just talking shit (where he yoinks your gossip for later use), he's down for anything

he feels bad sometimes if he ever passes out on you, leaving you awake, but he's quick to mask it with "isn't my fault you're literally a vampire", and it's funny so you're chill with it

sometimes he thinks your an actual vampire...

ROMANTIC

essentially the same as earlier, but he tones it down a bit

he'll stay at Ramshackle more often for sleepovers because, while you get along with his roommates and his roommates in return are chill with you, he can get a lil jelly sometimes

if he ever has to use his UM to wake you up, he won't yoink you up like a marionette, but would slowly wake you up by just sitting you up

he'll play nice during homework and game time by not stealing your answers or cards, but that doesn't mean he'll make it easy on you

he lowkey does it to tire you out in hopes you'll just pass out and sleep

during gossip time he literally turns into that one text thing that's like

"hey can i talk to you? not as my boyfriend tho"

"sure, call me, girlfriend, hehe"

"okay listen up girlfriend"

"i'm listening girl. men ain't shit"

loves you but seriously, if you don't sleep for long periods o time, he sometimes thinks of just knocking you out with a frying pan or smth

FINALLY this has been a wip in my docs for forever I SO SORRY ANON THIS IS LIKE A YEAR LATE I PROMISE I DIDN'T FORGET I JUST HAVEN'T BEEN INTO TWST UNTIL MY FRIENDS TOLD ME THAT ROOK WAS GETTING HIS SAVANACLAW SHOWCASE GYTFGHJKL;

[ugotnojamzzz]

Chapter 12

Genre: Mafia!au , Slowburn, Angst, Hurt, eventual smut, TW (it is a mafia!AU, after all)

Pairing: Mafia!Jungkook x reader

Synopsis: There will come a day when I will sit down and write an alluring synopsis for this series. But that day hasn't come just yet lol. Stay tuned for more chapters to come.

Disclaimer: English isn’t my native language. Also, don’t come for me over the theme, people. It’s an Alternate Universe, which means the bangtan boys are essentially what I like to call meat puppets to serve the storyline. This is obviously not a projection of their actual real-life personas.

Wordcount: 2.1k

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Chapter 11

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People like to think ravens to be nocturnal creatures.

Y/N, wide awake at 3AM and ready to commit murder, begged to differ.

She had woken up with a start, her mouth dry and her skin flushed.

Sheets tangled around her legs. Her breath uneven. She blinked into the dark, heart pounding in a way that had nothing to do with fear.

She cursed under her breath.

The dream was already fading, but pieces still clung to her like sweat. A mouth at her throat. Fingers curling around her ribs. Her own breath caught in her chest, right at the edge of something—and then nothing.

Gone.

Woken up before she could even finish.

She flopped back onto the mattress, dragging a hand over her face. Heat still buzzed beneath her skin like static.

Two months.

She was no hormonal teenager, of course. But still.

She’d been stuck in this house for two goddamn months.

Not a single touch. Not even her own fingers under the blanket, not when she knew what lay beyond the walls. Not when her every move might be recorded, listened to, analyzed.

It was enough to make anyone lose their mind.

She groaned into the pillow.

A muffled thump sounded through the silence. Y/N froze, arm still draped across her eyes, and listened. There it was again – a rhythmic thud… thud… thud – filtering in from somewhere outside her door.

Y/N froze.

Of course that was what had woken her up.

Jungkook.

Always past midnight. He’d been doing this for days—maybe weeks—without a word. And she’d pretended not to notice. She’d told herself she was imagining it. That it didn’t matter. That it wasn’t her business. Still the outcome was always the same: she was awake, and he was to blame. 

Only that night, fresh from that dream, her patience had gone razor-thin.

She threw her legs over the side of the bed and stood, ignoring the slight weakness in her knees. A flush of anger mingled with the vestiges of arousal still pulsing in her veins, making her lightheaded. She yanked on the robe draped at the foot of the bed and knotted it tightly at her waist. It wouldn’t do to storm into the hall half-naked, no matter how furious she was.

Another heavy thud. Her jaw tightened.

She knocked on his bedroom door once—sharp and impatient.

Then she pushed the door open before he could answer.

The room was warm. Dim. A desk lamp cast a low amber glow across the floorboards. And there, in the middle of it, was Jungkook.

Shirtless, sweat clinging to his chest and arms like lacquer, head bent slightly as he finished a rep. His muscles moved in slow, disciplined rhythm, the curve of his back flexing with every controlled breath.

Her hand tightened on the doorknob, a faint tremor running through her fingers. She had barged in ready to unleash her irritation, to snap at him for waking her – but all words died in her throat.

He didn’t look up.

“Can I help you?” he asked casually, setting the weight down with too much ease.

Y/N straightened, forcing her arms into a cross.

“I don’t know—how about you keep it down?” she snapped, trying for sharp but coming off breathless. “Some of us are trying to sleep.”

“Might I suggest staying in your bed?” he said without missing a beat. “That usually does the trick.”

Her spine stiffened. “I—” She faltered. “Who the hell lifts weights at three in the morning?”

He shrugged. Rolled one shoulder back, then the other.

“Insomniacs. Prisoners. Assassins. Take your pick.”

She stared at him.

Noticed the way sweat had gathered in the hollow of his throat.

Noticed the flex of his tattoed abdomen as he reached for a towel and dragged it over the back of his neck.

Her stomach turned—not with disgust. With something heavier. More dangerous.

“You’re a freak,” she said flatly.

That earned her the faintest pull of his mouth. 

“Is that your professional opinion?”

She ignored the warmth in her cheeks. Tightened her arms around herself. “Just—cool it with the noise, okay? You woke me up.”

He grabbed another weight with one hand, bicep flexing as he tested the grip. “Must’ve been some dream.”

Y/N froze.

Just like that.

He didn’t look at her. Just adjusted the dumbbell in his hand. “To get you out all riled up like this,” he added casually.

Her jaw clenched.

He turned his head slowly, finally meeting her eyes again—and there it was. The smirk. Not big, not cruel. Just the hint of knowledge. 

“Ahh,” he said, dragging it out. “It was, wasn’t it?” He gave her one slow glance—head to toe and back again. “I knew there was that glow about you.”

Her face stayed still, but her body betrayed her. A flush at the back of her neck.

She straightened her spine.

“You’re delusional.”

“You’re the one knocking on my door in the middle of the night.” His eyes dropped briefly to the hem of her robe. “Wearing that.”

Her hands shot to the sash, yanking it tighter. “Don’t flatter yourself.”

He leaned his weight into one hip, towel now slung around his neck.

“Don’t need to,” he murmured, voice low. “Your eyes are doing the job just fine.”

She burned.

From her scalp to her ankles, she burned.

“Piss off,” she snapped. “I’m too tired for this.”

“Then go to sleep,” he said, reaching for the next dumbbell without looking.

“I will,” she shot back, already turning to stalk toward the door. The hallway outside suddenly felt frigid, like it might scald her.

“Hey—” he called just as her hand touched the knob.

She paused. Gritted her teeth.

Turned her head halfway. “What.”

He didn’t look up.

Didn’t move.

Just wiped his hands on the towel, still breathless from his workout.

“I’ll get you some earplugs,” he said mildly. “But in the meantime… you’ll just have to get used to the sound of me—working up a sweat.”

She didn’t answer.

Didn’t need to.

The way she shut the door said everything for her.

But her pulse kept pounding even after she climbed back into her bed—hard and fast, like it hadn’t decided whether it was furious or flustered.

And when she pulled the covers over her head, she told herself it was only the noise keeping her up.

—

—

Once more, it all started with a thud. Just like the night before, and Y/N’s eyes snapped open again.

Heavy. Rhythmic. Familiar.

Thud.

Thud.

A pause.

Then a low sound—too soft to be effort. Too high to be his voice.

She threw back the covers with a curse. Unbelievable. Was this going to be a nightly thing now? Some kind of dominance display through midnight cardio?

She swung her legs over the edge of the bed, jaw tight.

Fine.

She didn’t bother with the robe this time. She was too tired, too pissed, and frankly, too done to give a shit. The hallway was cold beneath her feet, but her blood was running hot, burning off whatever hesitation she might’ve had.

Another thud.

Another— something.

She stormed down the hallway before she could overthink it. She didn’t knock. She didn’t hesitate.

She shoved the door open, her voice already halfway out:

“Seriously, what the actual fuck is your probl—”

The words died a violent death on her tongue.

Mid-sentence.

Mid-breath.

Mid-thought.

Jungkook wasn’t working out.

Or, moreso—he was.

On the bed, one hand braced against the headboard, the other gripping some girl’s hip. His back muscles flexed as his hips thrusted forward, his head bent to her shoulder. Biting. The girl beneath him let out a moan—loud, high, helpless.

Y/N’s body flushed. Head to toe. She turned away like she’d been burnt.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” she snapped, “Are you serious right now?!”

Jungkook looked over his shoulder and groaned—more irritated than embarrassed.

“For fuck’s sake—” he muttered, then pulled out and rolled off the girl, reaching for a pair of boxers on the floor.

The woman whined. “Seriously?”

“Gimme a sec,” he said, already standing and stepping into the boxers like this was just a commercial break.

She could hear him move—heavy steps across the floor, unhurried, like this was all nothing more than an inconvenience. She didn’t dare look. Not yet. 

“Do you mind?” Y/N snapped, still staring at the wall. “Some of us are trying to sleep.”

His voice came from closer now—hoarse, calm, and completely unapologetic.

“So what—you don’t even knock anymore?” 

“I knocked last night!” she snapped. “Seems you didn’t take the hint.”

“And I told you last night,” he said, pulling the waistband up, “You don’t get to barge in like you own the place.”

“I wouldn’t have to if you’d just KEEP IT DOWN!”

From the bed, the girl laughed lightly—lazy, smug. She stretched like a cat and propped herself up on one elbow.

“She’s feisty,” the girl purred. “Should we let her join in?”

Y/N turned her glare on her without hesitation. “Please. You wish I wanted anything to do with this.”

Jungkook sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“You have some serious issues with boundaries.”

“And you have serious issues with—basic decency.”

The woman on the bed sighed dramatically, leaning back against the pillows. “Are you two going to keep this up all night? Or should I come back later?”

“I’m going to say this once,” his voice dropped as he stared into Y/N’s eyes. Flat. Final. “Get the fuck out.”

Y/N blinked. Her skin burned. She turned her face, trying not to show it.

“Gladly,” she said, pivoting toward the door. But then she paused—just long enough for spite to bloom.

“Just saying. I’m not sure Namjoon would be thrilled to know I have to breathe the same air as whatever lady of the nightyou choose to entertain.”

The girl sat up at once. “Did this bitch just call me a hooker?”

Y/N crossed her arms. “If the thigh-high stiletto fits—”

The woman sneered. “Bitch, how—”

“Oh, by the way,” Y/N cut in, voice sugar-sharp, “do call the police for me when you’re done, will you? Believe it or not, I’m being held here against—”

Jungkook was on her before she could finish the sentence. His hand clamped over her mouth, firm and fast.

Her eyes went wide. She shoved him off immediately, disgust crawling across her face. Gross. Who knew where that hand had been minutes earlier?

He sighed, long-suffering, before turning to the girl on the bed.

“Alright, get dressed.”

She blinked at him, affronted. “You’re kicking me out?”

“I’ll call you a car.”

“No, please,” Y/N said with a vicious smile. “Don’t let me spoil the fun.”

The girl muttered something under her breath—“psycho,”—and slid off the bed, pulling on her dress and heels with loud, performative scorn. She stalked past Y/N without another glance.

Jungkook didn’t watch her go.

He was already staring at Y/N.

Not amused. Not angry. Something else.

“You’re out of your depth.”

“I am?” Y/N snapped. “You’re the one treating my living quarters like a brothel.”

He rolled his eyes. “They’re my quarters. I can do whatever the fuck I want in them.”

“Oh, well, then far be it from me to interrupt your porn fest,” she said, voice dripping with venom. “Lovely lady you got there, by the way. Real class act.”

Something flashed across his gaze.

“Jealous?”  he asked, stepping close—just close enough to crowd her space.

She recoiled. “You’re vile.”

He didn’t blink. “Just saying—you do seem concerningly tense.”

She froze, her back to him. “Excuse me?”

“Tense,” he repeated, his tone lighter now. “You should try working out. Helps—take the edge off.”

Her jaw clenched, her nails digging into her palms. Still, she refused to give him the satisfaction.

She gave him a sharp, mocking smile, and walked back to her bedroom door. “You know what? You wanna fuck around, fine. Go wild. Just keep the volume at a non-earthquake level, yeah?”

“Done,” he said coldly. “And for further notice, a note on the door is just as efficient.” 

“I’ll think about it.”

“Good.”

The hallway pulsed with silence.

They stood there—facing each other, not quite close, not quite far. One hand on a doorframe, one foot in retreat, both too stubborn to be the first to turn away.

Finally, she spoke.

“I hope you get chlamydia,” and slammed the door behind her.

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Hope you liked it. If some of you are intrigued or interested in finding out more, don't hesitate to interact and I'll start posting some more chapters! Also questions and remarks and feedback are welcome xxx

Chapter 13

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@princess-sunshyn

@loumin908

[omgfangirlland]

I'm not really good with request since this is my first time so... Can you make a one shot where fem reader is from our world?

- reader is a big fan of DC and Marvel. She would read comics or watch it.

-reader didn't know that the characters could feel something was watching them. You could say that the characters were aware of her existence.

Basically a reader x aware DC or marvel characters!

-🔱 anon

I gave up doing it in a formal One-shot way :))

I'm going with Marvel on this one-

I'm also not a big fan of Tom Holland's Spider-Man, so I'm not referring to him- live action wise, I'm more of a fan of Andrew Garfield and Tobey Maguire, and the Miles Morales blond!Peter and Peter B have become quite the new animated faves. Insomniac!Peter is meh for me, loved the story, but I don't really feel any attachment to him.

I think the first to know about being a comic/movie character is Deadpool, it's canon, I fear :)) That being said, Peter Parker's spider sense is always slightly buzzing, not in a "watch out! incoming attack", but in the anxious/paranoid way of never really being alone, like after watching a horror movie in complete darkness about a demon or ghost.

Wanda would be the third to notice- or, more like know there's a universe where they are characters to be entertainment for the masses. Which may start to make her think that maybe fate is truly out of their hands, that they are, in fact, just puppets to be traumatized for the enjoyment of people who don't even have powers.

Fourth would be Dr. Strange. And for a while, I think he'll push that to the back of his head, he has more important matters to attend to. However, he can't help the way the whispered words of encouragement in times of hardship help him move forward.

All four hear your words, mostly as whispers at the back of their head, Peter thinks it's just his own thoughts before he finds out about the multi-verse, but Wade gets extra high-and-mighty about the encouragement- puffs his chest out and flexes kind of egotistical. Wanda hated it for a long while, but after losing Jarvis, you speaking to her, and kind of enabling her, helped her from doing far worse stuff.

Due to Wade being the first to know, he's also the first to act on it, not by deliberately dropping your name, sadly he found out he can't, but by being sneaky- doodling hearts with your initials in it, dedicating fights to the voice in his head, his muse, his love from another universe, stealthily stealing trinkets in your favorite color every other page because the illustrator just won't draw the blatant way he want to show his love.

The others aren't as crazy- but sometimes they stare "at the camera" really looking beyond, straight where the Reader would be. They keep you a secret, in their thoughts, far away from prying eyes. Whispering their own feeling, maybe even thanks, in the middle of the night when they can't feel or hear you anymore.

Tony would find out about you not being just the narcissistic voice feeding his ego and occasionally critiquing him by overhearing Peter and Wanda talking about you and having one too many things in common. Soon enough, he goes down the rabbit hole into multiple universes and learning how to create portals.

Wade also finds out through Peter that he's not the only one. Wanda and Wade are jealous about that, Wade more so. Peter is happy that he isn't crazy or cursed, Tony hasn't had a full eighth hour sleep in weeks, and Stephen is just vibing, mostly jumping theories about unrelated things off of you without you even realizing.

Whether it's Wanda or Tony who breaks the fourth wall, literally, by ripping through time and space and creating a portal to our world, trust Wade is the first to jump through- doesn't matter, he'll be the first. Peter would more than likely fall through a portal by accident, while Stephen would do it because he needs something his world doesn't have.

While Peter and Stephen would find you by accident, Wade, Tony, and Wanda are the ones who would go out of their way to find you, specifically.

Whoever finds you first, where and how, this is how I imagine it happens:

They bump into you like in those romantic movies, with manipulative intent, no accident, as they have the whole "Oh, I'm sorry- here, let me help you" convo.

To add to the cliche:

You: I'm sorry- it's just- you look so familiar.

Them, fluttering their eyelashes "innocently": Some say I looked like XYZ actor/actress, but I definitely saw you in my dreams.

ALSO- Yan!Wade and Yan!Tony would definitely just kidnap you to their universe, while Yan!Wanda would just manipulate your universe to her desires.

[manic-pixie-fever-dream]

Sometimes I wonder if what we do has any meaningful impact on people’s lives.

RWRB Parallels series: Part 4

In this series, I will write about the parallels within the movie, in no particular order.

Alex and Henry live very public lives but extremely different ones. Alex is an aspiring politician and he wants to make an impact on people’s lives. He wants to bring about a positive change in the society. And he works his ass off for that.

Henry is a figurehead in the Royal Family and he CAN’T have political opinions. He can’t influence policies that will impact people’s lives. He can't even vote. He must remain neutral and passive when it comes to politics.

The pillow-talk after the Paris love making is Henry trying to find out more about Alex’s passion for politics. He realizes that Alex loves his work and is very passionate about it. It is also, I think, Henry trying to find out if there is a chance, they could leave their public personas and live a quiet and private life. But he realizes that Alex’s life is politics. Alex calls it his life’s work. Henry understands Alex a bit more now.

Remember during the Storming of the Kensington Palace, Henry says.. “My life is the crown and yours is politics. And I will not trade one prison for another.” Its an allusion to this pillow-talk. Even if Henry leaves the Royal Family, he will still be in a relationship with an American politician and there is no escaping the public scrutiny for a peaceful private life.

Alex is campaigning for his mother’s re-election in Texas while Henry spends his days filled with attending inane ribbon-cuttings and public events. He mentions it to Alex in his emails. He sees the work Alex is doing with American politics and rues the fact that he is merely a puppet in the grand scheme of things in his country.

Alex almost confesses his love to Henry at the Texas lake house and Henry ghosts him. Runs back England, resigned to a heartbroken life. Bea finds him moping in Kensington Palace and asks him what happened in Texas. Bea is the only person in Henry’s life other than Alex with whom he can be real. He tells her about the impossibility of his relationship with Alex. He wonders aloud to her if the Royal Family makes any sense in the 21st century. He remembers Alex and his passion for changing people’s lives and wonders if anything they as Royals do makes any meaningful impact on people’s lives.

When their relationship started on a rocky note, Alex was the one comparing himself to Henry about his public persona. How well put together Henry is... and how good he is with the public. Now, its Henry’s turn to compare himself with Alex, regarding the same public lives they lead. How Alex is creating meaningful impact on the society while he is just a figurehead in his country. It’s a full circle now.

I spliced the scenes discussed in this video.

Hope you liked this analysis of mine. Share your thoughts if you have a different perspective on these scenes. I am always open to hear new perspectives from other fans.

Part 1: I need to get out of here!

Part 2: I can’t believe how wrong I was about you.

Part 3: I'm also a world-class insomniac.

Part 5: I don't think I have ever owned a key in my entire life.

Part 6: One meeting years ago has occupied such a vast mental and emotional space in your head?!

Part 7: Who I am and not who you want me to be!

Part 8: You need to figure out if you feel forever about him.

[noinoi10101010]

It is becoming increasingly obvious.........I can deny it no longer....... Infected jack reminds me of doai Clyde

[dialalagirl]

👁👁 I'd be delighted if you did <3

Insomniac eyes traced the warped patterns in the ceiling’s splintered wood. The air was thick, heavy with the stench of decay, as if something long dead had never been allowed to rest.

Kanato’s fingers trembled as they reached out, brushing against the doll beside him—a grotesque imitation of her. Too still. Too perfect. Too unnatural. He crafted it with his own hands, piecing together fragments of flesh, bone, and blood. Her once-human eyes—now vacant—stared back at him. Hadn’t he once loved those eyes?

The doll—Frankenstein of hellish creation—tilted its head. Kanato, it whispered.You killed me.

The room spun as he quickly stood, his mind strangely screaming for reprieve. He remembered the blood, the way her skin slipped through his fingers, her breath fading as he brought her to her end—deceptive, wicked creature.

He recoiled. He had made her, hadn’t he? To bring her back. To make her always his. Wasn’t death, in its stillness, the ultimate form of possession? A perfect capture of her fleeting earthly liveliness?

Why was he not satisfied?

"Shut up," he muttered, burying his face in his hands. "You’re not real."

But the doll only smiled, unspeakable thoughts twisting his mind. It spoke through him. I am you.

A sob tore from his throat, and he swiped at his face, sick with want for the tears to stop.

He had done this—like with all the others before her. The hole in his chest stretched wider. He seized his pulseless heart, grinding it beneath his boot.

He could still feel her pallid warmth as he had held her one last time—her frail body in his arms before lowering her into the cold embrace of untimely death.

“I loved you,” he whispered hoarsely.

But the doll was unmoved. Fool. The wrath of Hell, if there was indeed such a thing, mirrored in her tepid gaze. Yet he was still too prideful to look away, to pray, or to fear such fairytales. 

You killed me, neglected spawn of Vibora. So you would never lose me. But don’t you see? I am lost to the flames you burned your mother with. 

The warmth of the fire could not bring life, only a hollow imitation of affection, he thought. His fingers dug into the bed, his knuckles turning white from the force of his grip. He needed this to stop.

But the doll—no, she, Lucile—grip his arm, deadened cold of arctic waters washing through him,  unnatural.

You never feared losing me, Lucile whispered, her voice now a hollow, wet sound. You were afraid I would see you.

Her grip tightened, and they sank into the floor. You will never escape me. I am you. What you fear most.

Kanato’s body went numb, his thoughts grinding to a crawl as the bitter taste of guilt filled his mouth and flooded his lungs. He had murdered her, sealed her into this unholy existence. A puppet. A doll. A lie.

And just like that, Kanato collapsed into the suffocating darkness of the room, and she pulled him into nothingness—where all he could, must do was scream.

Forgive him. Please.

[just-some-friendly-fun]

Any AU ideS/versions of Dolores?

I DO. I DO HAVE AU IDEAS FOR DOLORES… Urgh. I have a few labels for them and some are roughly explained so:

Fits Of Unrest/Where We Lie Dead Awake — Zombie/Apocalypse AU

There’s two different routes for one particular AU I made up in my mind with scenarios to go along with it. It’s just a basically “what-if” zombie scenario but the two routes are just who gets bitten first, either Dolores or Montana.

Fits Of Unrest was the route where Montana would be the one bitten, forcing the gun into Dolores’ hands and Where We Lie Dead Awake is where Dolores is the one whose been bitten

This was a fun AU to explore at the time, and still is. Both routes are basically what each character would do in the situation, with Dolores’ endings varying to be honest.

Where We Lie Dead Awake is more easier to determine what’d happen, given that Montana is the one with the gun in this route. Inevitably, he’d HAVE to kill Dolores anyways, whether it’s for the sake of the traveling group he’s with (aka. The Enforcers) or just the two of them. Survival of the fittest in its most cruelest. I’d like to think Montana would’ve at least struggled for a moment but he’d end up killing Dolores before she turns. The thought and guilt of it will haunt him for days though, and so will her ghost (at least he thinks it is). The route is also named this way because of how much the guilt drives him to become more of an insomniac than he probably would be in this situation. He’ll have to constantly lie to himself that it was for the better, but… It probably won’t ease his conscious regardless.

Fits of Unrest is the alternate route where the gun is forced into Dolores’ hands instead, and there is the SLIMMEST possibility of an ending where she does end up going through and killing Montana before he turns. Although that’s clearly not why this route in the Apocalypse Au is named this way.

Dolores won’t kill Montana, regardless of whether they knew each other as close friends, strangers in the middle of this hellscape, lovers… Generally, she will never be able to bring herself to kill Montana, no matter what and will live to suffer the consequences here after.

Because now, she just has an undead partner walking around that CONSISTENTLY reminds her of the guilt of not being able to carry out their mutually shared promise to kill each other if they turn.

Where Montana has hallucinations/mental/emotional guilt in his mind, Dolores receives a physically undead reincarnation of her guilt that will roam around, trying to kill her.

Sirens Over Songs — Mermaid AU

Did I ever mention that in Dolores’ first concept, she was ment to have waterbending/hydrokinesis abilities as a mutant?

Well now, here is the concept again, except she’s also a fish. Half-fish.

Dolores is still a mutant in this au (sort of) but now she’s got more aquatic features. In the AU, her father is desperately trying to run for mayor still but, he’s trying to alter the public’s view of mutants (or superpower-enabled individuals) so that he can somehow get more easier aid for his daughter. Who, while out in the sea, gets caught and auctioned to the Big Man as a sort of trophy—as well as a bargaining chip to keep her father in line/puppeteered (since her father would’ve formerly worked under the Big Man).

She probably would’ve met Montana at some point whenever the man would come to at least see to Tombstone, sparking something from the sparse meetings here and there.

I’ve got a few other Mermaid AUs where either Dolores is the mermaid or they [Dolores & Montana] both are.

Someone’s Waiting For You on The Other Side/Blood and Silk — Vampire/Vampire Hunter AU

Don’t you hate it when your to-be wife comes at your bar every night and haunts you with the promise of finishing your wedding vows to be together forever, for all of eternity? That’s what the Blood and Silk route is. Like the apocalypse au one, this one has two routes, and the ending/continuation will always be different. This was also inspired by the movie Sinners!!

Blood and Silk is the alternate route where Dolores gets turned to a vampire, right when her and Montana eloped; and left to go marry outside of the traditional wishes. No churches, no priests, just a secret escape with each other and a couple vampires.

Montana was a vampire hunter even before they get together, and plus. I like haunting this man with guilt and sorrow, the undead kind. Imagine trying to gain the courage to kill your fiancée day-in-and out as she visits you every night with the tempting promises to come join her for all eternity together—and to escape the already bitter life you’ve got.

At the end of this route though, it depends whether Montana does or doesn’t give in and whether he does get turnt by Dolores or ends up dying before she can turn him. Sometimes the ending reflects also on whether Dolores ends up dying (mainly by the other Enforcers like Fancy Dan and Ox finding out—that Montana’s been keeping his vampire wife away from them) before she can turn him as well, leaving him alone in the end as the promise slips from him.

Someone’s Waiting For You on The Other Side is again, also reverse of roles where Dolores is the non-bitten one. In response to Montana being the one turned, she frequents the church more, dabbles in all kinds of ways to turn him back, prays, cries out for someone—something, while dancing on the thin line of just joining him despite all the luxuries she has now that doesn’t involve immortality to search and wait years for—but all she needs, all she thinks she needs is him.

The only times where she does end up “sobering” up after every tempting visit is how physically damaged she ends up when Montana, now turned, tries to claw or drag her out of the safe refuge of her home to be bitten… Only to apologize soon after all the same, whether he means it or not will always linger on Dolores.

some of the other nameless AUs I have are just the HTTYD AU, MONSTER HUNTER AU, Pokemon AU, Roleswap AU and it’ll probably be a lot more obvious what they’re generally about but I’ll briefly talk about them as well (BECAUSE I CAN, muehehe)

How To Train Your Dragon AU

Dolores’ family is an ex-dragon hunting group that was in favor of using dragons to hunt the exact creatures they’re now sort of protecting… And they’re now leaning forward as a (occasionally black market) trading group that’s in favor of treating dragons more like creatures to be preserved/maintained properly rather than animals to be hunt to extinction.

The reasoning simply is, “if all of them are killed. There won’t be enough for materials, meats, and—simply dragons for people to enjoy. Which is why they must be conserved and maintained properly in population than hunted mindlessly to extinction”

Dolores rides around with a steel double-hooked stalk—that was initially meant as a stick to lift cage doors open at a safe range while also training them (kinda like Valka’s staff) and a few blades.

Her dragon(s) of choice are a Deathgripper, a flock of Smouldering Smokebreaths, and a Dramillion that she formerly selected from her father’s previous selection of captured dragons.

Pokemon AU

Dolores would probably be a dark/ghost-type oriented gym leader if possible, but mainly I see Dolores’ two main pokemon being an Ultra Necrozma (Dawn Wings Necrozma) and a Marshadow. Mainly because I think the z-move “Light That Burns The Sky” is a SICK ASS AND INSANE MOVE???

I also just enjoy the idea of her just running around with two legendaries, that’s it.

(If she WAS a gym leader or just had non-legendaries, her pokemon would be: Chandelure, Alolan Raticate, Umbreon, Ceruledge, Banette, Mimikyu)

Monster Hunter/Rider AU

URGHHH. I think she’d be a Monster Hunter Rider rather than a hunter,,, Mainly because MHS needs some more love AND because the story fits more accurate to thingssss…

I think she’d have a Nargacuga…. BUTTT if possible, she’d also have a Tzitzi-Ya-Ku…. but that’s not canon… For now (MHS3 PLEASEEE DROP AND GIVE ME MORE MONSTERS)

Roleswap AU

Not much for this one, I only came up with this idea after messing around and swapping outfits between her and Shocker, might mess more with it? Who knows..

[dawkegos]

WELCOME!!

This is a roleplay/story blog for Dawko Egos Family Dynamic (DEFD) by @oligoweee !! Account also owned by yours truly >:)

Meet the Egos!

Puppet Dawko

aka Poko, Po, Poopet

He/They - Omniromantic

Eldest Dawkego, having gained consciousness on October 29th, 2016, they're the glue of the family and keep mostly everyone from being at each other's throats.

Poko is a very kind and nurturing lad with an overall calming presence, although he behaves silly and has a very soft spoken voice, he's good at stopping arguments and rarely hesitates to put his foot down when needed.

They are half-puppet and half-human which causes their arms to appear puppet jointed (yes they slightly click), being half-puppet is a trait they share with their younger brother, Darko.

He enjoys crochet, sewing, and baking. They love giving little gifts to their family, most notably having made a teddy bear for Nightko to help with his anxiety.

Night Guard Dawko

aka Nightko, Night

He/Him - Straight

Second oldest Dawkego, having gained consciousness on October 30th, 2016, he was once the bravest ego of the family until Dawktrap came along, now he often hides in his room or clings to Poko.

Nightko is an anxious and quiet guy after being traumatized by Dawktrap, he thinks he's the security guard for Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria (in reality, it's just the egos' house decorated) as it helps him keep his mind off things.

He's constantly getting locked out of his office (bedroom) especially when he wants to just go hide and chill, he enjoys reading when he has a moment of peace and occasionally he'll cook dinner for everyone if he's not intimidated.

He always carries around the teddy bear that Poko made for him and most likely will have a panic attack when he cannot find it.

Showtime Dawko

aka Showko, Showtime

Any Pronouns - Unlabeled

The older of two middle children, having gained consciousness on January 20th, 2018, he is the interviewer and semi-theater kid of the family, usually schemes with Glamko on what kind of silly drama they can start/fuel.

Showko is an enthusiastic podcast host (FNAF Show) and will usually practice their interviewing skills on their siblings, when they're not doing either of these they're usually watching movies or musicals.

He shares a green room (bedroom) with Glamko, the two are jokingly considered to have the most luxurious room in the house, when they're together they're usually doing each other's makeup and outfits or singing their lungs out to whatever songs are trendy.

Darko

aka Dark

He/It - Aroace

The younger of two middle children, having gained consciousness on May 10th, 2018, he is somewhat the outcast of the family and only really acknowledged by Poko or teased by Dawktrap.

Darko is a typically hostile guy with a history of abduction and murder, he's often shouting and snapping at his siblings but he'd never actually lay a hand on them.

Like its oldest brother, it is half-puppet and half-human with its legs appearing puppet jointed (it cannot sneak attack it's too noisy.)

He's an insomniac, usually spending most of his time on his own whether that's exploring the woods (with a curfew) or just staying in his and Poko's gift box (bedroom). He has a Foxy plushie that he carries around and calls "Bazy," named after -and believed to be possessed by- the man he had murdered in his past.

Dawktrap

aka Glitch, Glitchy

He/It - Aceflux

The second youngest Dawkego, having gained consciousness May 16th, 2020, he is arguably the favorite child and causes most of the issues within the family.

Dawktrap is quite the manipulative guy, possessed with the soul of a serial killer and having a cult-like following, he treats his siblings poorly, always trying to possess them.

He appears to be mostly human but nobody knows for sure whether or not his rabbit ears are real.

It spends most of its time either tinkering with old and new technology or tormenting and teasing Nightko for its own enjoyment as it's funny to see him so scared. He doesn't exactly have his own room due to being oh so busy with his cult but he'll often steal Nightko's room.

Glamrock Dawko

aka Glamko, Glam, Glammy

He/They - Abrosexual

Youngest Dawkego, having gained consciousness on December 24th, 2022, he is quite the outgoing lad and loves to either observe drama or fuel silly drama.

Glamko is a (glam)rockstar, normal+mortuary cosmetologist, and a fashion stylist to some extent. They gave the rest of the Dawkegos makeovers after somewhat roasting them and saying they looked boring.

He usually spends his time in his room either obsessing over his appearance, practicing his guitar, or singing random songs with Showko, he also gets help from Poko to make outfits that he designs on paper.

Account Rules

No shipping - Ego x Ego and Ego x User are not allowed.

Pretty much it, just don't be weird about the Dawkegos or account owner.

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Notes

This account is for roleplaying and stories (one shots), the roleplaying may not be very serious, the stories are semi-serious, overall though this account is just supposed to be my silly AU!

Stories are cross-posted to AO3 for a neat collection.

Anonymous asks aren't allowed but the ask box may be used for anything such as questions, requests, etc.

The original AU posted on Tik Tok included real life Dawko (Lewis) and although he is still the egos' dad, he is not very likely to appear much anymore.

[hawkogurl]

Yeah, I basically had a similar reading on Insomniac!Harry as you did, I think - I do like him a lot, and I definitely see why he would the most popular version of him in the fandom right now, but he's a very smoothed over and simplified version who feels written to be as broadly loveable as possible, if that makes sense? I read a very thoughtful critique of the game recently that described Harry as being Peter's 'comically perfect' best friend, and I think that gets at the game's take on him and ties neatly into what you said about how the characters in Insomniac feel like they're written mostly to serve Peter's story and character, which is not necessarily a bad thing when he's the protagonist, but can flatten characters into narrative devices who don't necessarily feel like full characters; and any time Harry could be perceived as doing or saying something flawed, he's justified, or at least it's understandable, and it doesn't help that the last part of the game where he's Venom was rushed (not the fault of the devs for being pushed by corporate to meet a deadline they couldn't meet ofc) and it's not really clear how much is the symbiote amplifying his emotions, manipulating him, or outright controlling him like a puppet for its own agenda - but any way, it's very easy and probably correct to read him as not being truly at fault for anything.

Regarding Norman, my take is that I don't necessarily mind an interpretation of him that focuses on corporate greed and lack of ethics while exploring what if Norman was villainous, but genuinely loves and cares for his son in this universe, but MSM2 weirdly wanted both that and the usual drama from Harry being jealous of an abusive Norman choosing Peter over him, so we got that awkward scene where Norman is doing no such thing and still being a great father, but Harry mistakenly believes he's choosing Peter - so it's manufactured drama to follow the universes where Norman is abusive and Harry has issues from that, but here, everyone is still a good or at least neutral person at worst and it's all an honest mistake, which goes back to what you said about taking the edge out of the characters here - doesn't mean they're bad, like you also clarified, but definitely softer.

Can’t form intelligent thoughts because I need to go to sleep but I’m going to say I agree with all of the above. He’s very palatable in a way that just becomes boring for me. I’ll probably come back and contribute later when I’m not barely conscious.

For now, I agree especially because them wanting the Norman drama but also sort of pussying out of the Norman drama sort of like… feels like a good example of what I mentioned in that when you write an established character but change a major aspect of them, you need to compensate. They wanted the benefits of those arcs but weren’t willing to either include the original arcs or do the work to come up with something that can get to point b in a different way with what they’ve kept. It’s not the best writing decision in my opinion. And I agree with that articles assessment he feels like, comically perfect. Scrubbing away all his unsavory aspects lost him a lot of the ways he’s flawed and interesting because it often feels he exists solely to progress Peter’s arc rather than having the personal drama he often has.

I don’t personally like these softer versions. I’m not gonna say it’s bad or wrong to like those versions, but they definitely feel watered down when it’s not looked at in isolation or looked at more critically. It rapidly became boring for me.

[clockwrkcabaret]

Episode 790: Originally Aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 04.13.25

WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves.

The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O’Door.

This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 04.13.25.

New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app!

Playlist:

Why Are We Building Such a Big Ship? – Don’t Go

Miss Mousie & The Rigamarole – Dumpsters & Divebars

Beirut – My Family’s Role In The World Revolution

The Mountain Goats – Unicorn Tolerance

Gogol Bordello – The Era of the End of Eras

The Divine Comedy – Napoleon Complex

Apocalypse Five and Dime – Fire It Burns

Insomniac Folklore – Everything Will Burn

Orville Peck & Nathaniel Rateliff – Conquer The Heart

The Cog is Dead – I Don’t Want to Set the World on Fire

The Correspondents – Rogue

Martin Martini & the Bone Palace Orchestra – The World Is Broken

The Little Willies – I’ll Never Get Out Of This World Alive

Roselit Bone – Slow Hot Death

Range Rats – Lonely

Meat Puppets – Two Rivers

Danbert Nobacon – Straight Talk (Meet Frank)

Camper Van Beethoven – Jack Ruby

Jenny Don’t and the Spurs – My Baby’s Gone

Those Poor Bastards – This World Is Evil

The Koffin Kats – Locket Of Sin

That Handsome Devil – Rob The Prez-O-dent

John Grant – Meek AF

Hellblinki – All for You

Check out this episode!