#joseph why you so kitty

[chronofluff]

Joseph Purright…….. boy why you so kitty….

[zombii-ships]

SWWSDJ boys and Bo primal play headcanons, please!

eeeee of course! ✨

Jack

-He’s a little hesitant to get into it, because he doesn’t want to hurt you or be to rough

- When he does though, he loves it. Actively requests it

- Loves when you try to hide, he’s hard as a damn brick when he finally finds you.

- Dude’s damn near biting back a moan, palming his crotch. The idea of finding you and claiming you as his own has his mind melting.

- “There’s my sunshine. Now why would you go and run away from me?”

- He’a GRABBY. With you. If you try to run, he’s all over you.

- Looks at you like the most delicious meal to ever exist, and he’s starving.

Joseph

- World Champion Stealth Hunter. He wants to not only catch you, but catch you off guard.

- You won’t hear him coming, you wont see him coming, but you’ll know once he catches you.

- Heeeavy breathing and loves getting to pin you down. Loves the view of his “pretty little prey” under him.

- “I’m not gonna hurt ya’, rabbit. Just quit running from me.”

- His voice is soft and deep, almost like he’s growling at you.

- One of the rougher guys, loves when you try to scratch him up to get away.

Ian

- Ian’s messyyyy with it

- Dude is so excited. He gets really riled up really fast when he’s in predator mode.

- The idea of catching you…having you under him, your eyes wild beneath him- fuck, he needs it like he needs air.

- Ian gets desperate, he’s messy when he catches you, covering you in bites and kisses, humping you like a needy dog instead of a fierce predator, but the intensity is still there.

- Also likes being prey. He wants you to come get him soooo bad.

- “Oh noooo, what if a big strong person comes and…fucks me! Oh noooo, whatever will I do?!~”

- dude’s got himself laid out on the bed like a christmas ham, smfh shameless.

Nick

- “You want me to hunt you down like prey? Alright. 5…4….3….2….”

- Nick’s gonna catch you off guard. He wants to surprise you. Of course there’s always a safeword, but Nick’s gonna give you a hell of an experience.

- He’s absolutely getting off on the erotic fear of the situation. You being his prey makes him feel so in control.

- Sets up traps for you. Bells, strings, tripwires.

- You know he knows where you are at all times.

- There you are, lil’ bird. Thought you could fly off from me?”

Shaun

-Shaun’s fucking quick. He’s strong. And he loves to physically overwhelm you. Whether you’re smaller or bigger than him, he’s tuned in to know what buttons to press.

- Throws you around a bit, tosses you onto beds or couches like it’s nothing

- Talks shit the WHOLE time. It’s absolute filth in your ear as he’s somehow managed to pin you against the wall with his chest.

- Heavy breathing and grunts while he marks up your neck and collarbone

- Loves using his hands to pin you down or grab your waist to keep you close

- “Squirm all you want, kitty. I’m gonna savor this-“

- could also absolutely see him being a total brat as the prey teehee

Bo

- Excited Pubby becomes Locked In Dog

-Bo’s tracking you down, he’s not taking this predator role lightly

- He’s totally dedicated to showing how good he is at hunting you down. He’s methodical and really focused, it’s actually kind of shocking how he goes from sweetie to merciless

- As soon as he gets you though, those defenses all soften because he just does not wanna hurt you.

- But then he’s immediately hard because you tell him he did a great job. Cycle repeat

[lulu2992]

Deleted answering machine messages from Far Cry 5

I found more unreleased content! Here are three messages that were cut and are not available as sound files, but are still transcribed in the oasisstrings file.

“Cult Follower Female 3” - Holland Valley:

Just need to elaborate on somethin' John Seed said earlier. He said we can't think of these people who're joining us as "prisoners." More like people who've been led astray by the world out there. A world that made them dismiss first and think later. They will say YES to their new lives. We need to give them time. Give them love. Make them feel it.

Adelaide Drubman - Whitetail Mountains:

Alright you limped-dick son of a bitch. What on God's green earth did you say to my Xander? Poor sweetheart's been starin' like a deer in headlights for near an hour, eyeballs big as a kitty-cat's. Said you came by is all. Did you threaten him? I swear on my mother's grave, if you threatened him, I will shove my rifle so far up your ass you won't even hear the gunshot. You have no right to be here. Not you or your damn son. So stay clear, you hear me?!

Tweak - Henbane River:

You destroyed my life. Once I've come down from this high I'm gonna get you somehow

I don’t know why they didn’t make it to the game, especially since they all seem still relevant to me. Maybe they were linked to locations that were eventually cut. I’m just speculating but, for example, it’s possible the inside of Fort Drubman (which is in the Whitetail Mountains) was going to be explorable at some point and Adelaide’s message was on a phone in the house. Also, I really wish I knew who Tweak is talking to...

There’s another recording, still available as an audio file, but that I don’t remember ever hearing in the game.

And there are deleted messages from Joseph (one) and Faith (seven), all in the Henbane River region, but I’ve already talked about them here :)

[thevoidstaredback]

How To Balance as Ride The Cyclone Out Of Context

Danny: It turns out that being told the time and place of your death in front of your family with a mouthful of corn dog at a fairground is the very opposite of fun

Robin: Even in competition against yourself, you can still walk away...a loser

Kid Flash: Where...are we? Robin: The Twilight Zone The Titans: *gasps*

Donna: A game with fabulous prizes! Like a stale pack of menthol cools; a succulent Hello Kitty cupcake; a limited addition Iron Maiden T-shirt, still ripe with the pong of the carnie that wore it!

Jason: Agh! Even in death I can't escape him. He's followed me to the afterlife! Well played, Satan, well played.

Phantom: When a lioness has children, she stops making love to the lion. The lion get jealous. Sometimes so jealous that he eats the children. You'd think this would upset the lioness, far from it. They make love again as though the children never existed. I find that idea terrifying.

Bruce, spoken as a sickly Victorian Era child: My gangster persona is just armor to conceal that I am naked child wandering through the wilderness, holding in my hands my wounded, fragile heart. Everyone: ... Bruce, back to normal: That was wack

Kon: Being the only gay man in a small rural high school is kinda like having a laptop in the stone age. I mean, sure, you can have one, but there's nowhere to plug it in!

Tim: There is no room at this inn, for it is Christmas! Shall we hang ourselves? Danny: I hear it gives you an erect-i-on Tim: Then we must hang ourselves, immediately! Kon: ...Or we could just go to the manger, Joseph

Red Robin: They even played Christina Aguilera's 'Beautiful'- Tutelary: *scandalized gasp* Red Robin: On the bagpipes Tutelary: *even more scandalized gasp*

Nightwing: God damn it! Can you keep it in your pants for one second, you horrible succubus!

Wally: That...was...dope, yo!

Danny: 🎶Fornication under consent of the king!🎶

Alfred, who doesn't get paid enough for this: There's a difference between affection and smut Brucie, who is having way too much fun: Not in my bibe baby. Bonsoir!

Batgirl: You go text your imaginary fiancee Robin: I told you before, there is no Wi-Fi! Little orphan a-hole

Jason: Saw 5 has powerful lesson about fundamental corruption of financially driven medical insurance providers! Saw 5 says it is morally sick to make dollar of dying man Danny: Wow. That's the lesson of Saw 5? Really? Jason: For reals. And you get to see dude forced to cut off his own arm with rusty axe. Has everything

Tim: When Konnor came to Metropolis, his new parents were surprised to find that their toddler had 5 o'clock shadow and a faint trace of alcohol on his breath

Danny: Cut down in our youth... We all died virgins Kon: Timmothy? Tim: What?

Tim: And this is why you both sucked at math!

[babiebom]

Dbd Killers as Nicknames my friends and I use in game

A/N: because i think. I only have like one thing posted for dbd. These are the Male Killers!

Tw:maybe cursing? None? Slight sexualization of certain killers?

Genre:headcanons? Or written like headcanons at least

Wc: maybe 3+ for each killer?

The Trapper/Evan Macmillan

Has no nickname

Is just "the trapper"

Always said in a panic tho

Is usually called a "stupid stupid man"

The Clown/Jeffrey Hawk

"Oh it's *imitation of him coughing*"

His nickname is just us coughing in gross ways

Also "you absolute baboon" by when we're upset

The Ghostface/Danny "Jed Olsen" Johnson

My boyfriend

I exclusively call him this

Everyone else says "oh no your boyfriend is here"

Or we call him Ghost-a Fa-che in really bad italian accents

The Executioner/Pyramid Head

Conehead

Forgot the word pyramid

Also trianglehead

Usually proceeded or followed by "ewwwwww why is he sludging up the place????"

The Twins/Victor Deshayes

Ugly little baby

We forgot that he is not really a baby

We also call him Viktor Vector

Usually followed by "kill her little baby"

Or "stomp on himmmmm"

Then "yeah that's what you get you ugly baby"

The Mastermind/Albert Wesker

Lil Kitty Meow Meow

Bc I accidentally called him whisker

And that reminded me of the Lil kitty meow meow meme

Is usually followed by his "urgh" when he does the dashy thing

The Nemesis/Nemesis

Nemesussy

It was a slip of the tongue that stuck

I also call him Thanos half the time

I forget his name and panic

Then call him Thanos because big purple man

Usually proceeded by "oh god it's Thanos I can see his stupid little zombies"

The Doctor/Herman Carter

Has no nickname but is usually called out by saying "sorry I can't talk right now he's ELECTROCUTING ME"

followed by imitations of his laugh

The Legion/Frank&Joey

I do not know how to write this

It's literally just The Legion but pronounced with a very bad French accent

Also Franklin or Frankie-boy

And Josepher and "which one is this one again"

The Trickster/Jiwoon Hak

We either call him Trickster

Or Jungkook from Bts(yes this whole thing)

Is usually followed by "bob and weave and bob and weave"

Or is followed by "please dont kamsahamnida me"

The Wraith/ Phillip Ojomo

Bing Bong

Because when he hits his little thing it goes Bing Bong

Usually proceeded by "oh god" and "please don't be bingbong"

Usually followed by "oh god where did he go"

The Hillbilly/ Max Thompson Jr

We just call him by Max

I usually call him Maxie-poo

Cute

The Cannibal/ Bubba Sawyer

Like Max we just call Bubba by Bubba

Bubba is a cute nickname in of itself

The Oni/Kazan Yamaoka

Onigiri

Because I said "Oni? Like onigiri?"

Followed by screaming or "someone stop him he's eating my blood"

The Deathslinger/Caleb Quinn

Rootie tootie mcshooty shooty

Because it's funny

Also sometimes call him the hashslinger

Or hashslinging slashed

From spongebob because we again forgot his name

The Shape/Michael Myers

Miku Miku

Because I panicked when I saw him and could not speak or remember his name for the life of me

Usually followed by "oh god this is gonna be a bad match"

Also followed by singing the song but only by saying Bing and bong.

The Nightmare/Freddy Kreuger

"Ew its stupid what's his face....sleepytime....nightnight"

Has no real nickname because we're not happy to see him

"Why is there blood coming out of this...oh."

"Haha your neck is bent weird"

The Blight/Talbot Grimes

Incoherent screaming

Literally it's "uhhhh HA HUHHHH WHA HELP"

Followed by "why is he so fast?"

Or is called speedy Gonzales or Sonic

The Knight/Tarhos Kovács

I have accidentally called him the borgo

We also just call him the knight or just scream

The Cenobite/Elliot Spencer

Pinhead

I find it funny that that is an actual name for him

Because we usually call him that

The Demogorgon(?)

Or "stupid pinhead" but you get the gist

Also BabyBox

Bad doggie

He is a dog that is bad because he keeps biting me with his weird little face

The Dredge(?)

Is this thing a male? Idk but it counts

Again we are bad at remembering names

Half the time he is called the sludge

Usually followed by "why is it nighttime"

[melancholicheart]

All This Time- Chapter 5

cw: trans male pregnancy (past, mentioned), angst, miscommunication, fluff and happy ending

The supermarket was as uneventful as a shopping trip with a four year old gets. Elizabeth was determined to show her Dad all her favourite things, like the cat food that has the ‘pretty kitty’ on the box and the dog toys that cause arguments between her and Johnny since he won’t get them a pet.

She asks politely for a chocolate bar, which she receives, and she shares it with Simon after he tells her that Snickers are his favourite too.

Like clockwork, when they near the checkouts, Johnny grabs four different flowers without a word. He picks a tulip, a rose, a chrysanthemum and a gerbera daisy.

Simon tried to ask what they’re for but got distracted by Elizabeth pulling on his hand when the crowd around them grew. It was busy in the store, lots of people getting last minute back to school supplies as well as their weekly shops.

Before long, they wandered across from Tesco towards a church. Simon knows it well, it’s the reason he and Johnny had the flat so close to it, he buried his family there many years ago. Simon is surprised to see Johnny pick Elizabeth up, swinging her onto his hip as she holds the four different flowers gently, as he then waltzes into the graveyard.

Simon is a few steps behind but quickly catches up as they wander through the cemetery. It’s more crowded since he was last there, newer gravestones deep in the ground with gold etching on the marble.

Just as Simon goes to speak, Elizabeth is placed on the floor and she rushes off, quiet mumbles of ‘Nanny!’ escaping her mouth. Simon stands to Johnny’s side, “Johnny, why are we here?”

“To see her Nan,” Johnny says, matter-of-factly. He turns to Simon and his face pales dramatically fast. His hand comes to his mouth as he gasps, “Shit! Fuckin’ shite! Simon, I’m sorry, I didn’t think and I- I- Christ Almighty, I’m such a fuckin’ moron! I- we can go back, I’m sorry!”

Simon shakes his head, “No, Johnny, it’s okay. Probably about time I paid my respects.”

“Simon, I mean it, if you want to leave, we can go. It’s your call.” Johnny says firmly.

Simon looks up in time to see Elizabeth plop herself down in front of a grave with a smile on her face. He knows the plot well. Two companion plots, at a hefty sum too, but the lifting weight from his pocket did nothing to ease the weight on his mind. Far on the other end of the yard, an abandoned plot at this point, probably still stands. Withered with age and damaged from the weather. He hopes it rots eternally.

“Johnny, it’s fine.”

And with that, they catch up to their daughter.

For a four year old, her knowledge of graveyard respect is exceptional. She sits by the graves, but the heavy load sitting on Simon’s shoulders as he approaches dissipates when he sees Elizabeth there. She is plucking at the weeds in the ground, muttering ‘yuck!’ to Johnny as he sits beside her. She grabs dying flowers from out of the pots and places one of the flowers in each one.

Elizabeth Riley gets the Rose, Beth Riley the Tulip. Tommy gets the Daisy and Joseph. Joseph, whose age doesn’t even reach ten, he gets the Chrysanthemum.

The graves are perfectly maintained. No damage, no disturbed soil, no birds leaving their mess on the stones. They’re meticulously cleaned and Simon sees immediately that this has been Johnny and Elizabeth’s ‘project’ over the years.

“JoJo, I brought the- Papa I forgot how to say it! Ah, bronty- bron-to-saurus,” She spells out with a grin, “This week.”

She places the little toy dinosaur in front of the grave marker and lets it walk over the ground before saying, “Your turn!”

Joseph lays in the plot between his mother, and his grandmother. Tommy is on the end but there’s one grave missing. There’s a chunk of marble still forced into the ground and Johnny sees where Simon is looking.

He clears his throat, “A documentary came out a few years ago. About what happened. Kids came here and vandalised your stone. I- I was about eight months pregnant when it happened but I came and removed the stone. Broke it into pieces and took it out from here in the middle of the night. Police came knocking the day after, thought they might’ve caught me somehow, but they came to inform me of the incident. They had caught the vandals and assumed it was them. Think they took pity on me.” Johnny turns to Elizabeth and combs a hand through her wild hair.

Simon nods weakly and huffs, “Why'd you do that?”

“Regardless of what you think of yourself, Simon, I wasn’t going to let a group of kids ruin your name. I couldn’t stand it. You saved my life multiple times, you gave me my daughter, you’ve done everything and more for me and all I wanted to do was pay you back. Do something for you, for a change.” Johnny mumbles. He reaches over to Elizabeth Riley’s grave and plucks a dandelion out the ground.

“Talk to your Nana, sweetheart.” Johnny tells Lizzie, letting her clamber in front of the stone. She natters away about how she’s starting school and how the little girl next door is going to be in the same class.

She then mumbles, “Mah Daddy came home, Nana! He’s funny and big!” She giggles and Johnny turns to Simon to see him walking towards his Father’s grave.

“Ah shite,” Johnny sighs. He gives Simon his space for a minute, watching him out the corner of his eye as he stops at the grave in the far distance. He lets Elizabeth say everything she wants to, plays with ‘Joseph’ again and tells Beth how her hair is growing long and pretty like hers, before he bundles her into his arms and goes after Simon.

Just before they get there, Johnny places Elizabeth down and tells her he’ll just be a moment. He asks her to stay close by and she nods, going sitting at some other graves and taking weeds out the ground there instead.

Johnny walks over to Simon and places a hand on the small of his back, feeling Simon flinch. He looks at the grave before him. The sides are chipped and damaged, the words are weathering away and there is moss growing on the surface of the rock. The name ‘Damien Riley’ is slightly visible on the grave and Johnny notes how Simon’s hand is in a fist.

“I never brought her to this one,” Johnny mumbles, “I knew what he did to you all, couldn’t even think about paying respect to him, never mind force Elizabeth to.”

“You- How long have you been coming?” Simon asks.

“Since you left. It sounds silly, because I knew, deep down, you were alive. I was scared you may have been KIA or something though and I- I wanted to feel close to you. I would sit at your grave a-and talk to you. I would bring pictures from my scans and I played you a recording of her heartbeat once. I thought that if you knew you would’ve been here.” Johnny mumbles, “Since then, I’ve been caring for all the graves. Brought Elizabeth for the first time once she had all her jabs. I’ve talked to the graves a lot, these past five years almost, Simon, but I’ve never been to this one.”

“And Elizabeth,” Simon mumbles, “You’ve told her all about them? She calls my Mum, Nana.”

Johnny nods, “Well she is, isn’t she? I told her that they were in an accident.”

“Johnny I-” There’s a crack in Simon’s voice and when Johnny looks up, he sees tears on his face, “I don’t know how you could say you want to pay me back when that’s all you’ve been doing always.”

“It doesn’t feel like enough.” Johnny says.

“Well it is! You have cared for my family, thought about them even in death. You protected my honour. You did it all whilst having and raising our daughter when I wasn’t even here. I walked out on you when you needed me the most, and I'll never forgive myself for forcing you to do this all on your own.” Simon sighs. He glares deeply at the grave before him before turning his back to it and looking into Johnny’s eyes instead.

“And I’d do it all again in a heartbeat,” Johnny confirms, “Whether you believe it or not, I was indebted to you Simon. I always repay my debts.”

Simon wraps his arms around Johnny and buries his face into his neck. He breathes shakily as Johnny holds him close and mumbles, “Thankyou.” under his breath.

Elizabeth comes over, tugging on both of their jeans in an attempt to get their attention. Simon breaks the hug and lifts her up, sitting her on his hip, before leaning back into Johnny’s embrace.

A hand rubs his back, distinctly Johnny’s, but he feels a smaller hand gently patting between his shoulders when a voice speaks up, “Sad Daddy be happy now.”

Simon chuckles a little and rests his head against Elizabeth’s, “I am happy, darling, I promise.”

Johnny leans over and plants a kiss on Lizzie’s cheek, mumbling to her about how proud he is that she’s been good and that she’s such a sweet girl and Simon feels the large weight on his chest lift, like a dam opening up, and love comes flowing through the gaps and encompasses his heart entirely.

[snalz-artt]

forgot to post this doodle SAY HELLO to the shittiest bbc ghosts/mcyt au ever conceived, thankyou @/luigra for helping hehe

i have A LOT to say so its going under the cut this is soso silly

basic bbc ghosts plot: A young woman inherits a huge mansion estate in england from a dubious familial connection and moves in with her husband. They plan to renovate the manor and guesthouses to make into a hotel/venue, but when she falls out a window and almost dies, she comes back to life with the ability to See Ghosts. With the house being very historic, there are quite a few interesting characters (the falling out the window thing might be their fault, actually). Hijinks ensue.

———

CLEO: Cleo is the Allison of the story, she inherits the house and falls out the window, now.. undead(?) they can see and interact with the cast of Ghosts they’re now stuck with. Making ZombieCleo one of the Alive characters was too funny, sorry.

SCOTT: Scott is Mike!! Cleo’s best friend/partner/chosen soulmate (like in double life), he Cannot see the ghosts but completely trusts they exist.

They get up to various antics as they try to renovate and market the place, usually while being hindered or helped by the ghosts. I haven’t thought of a good pun on the name Button House yet though..

The ghosts are not all from any specific series, but a selection of ghosts/dead characters from multiple mcyt sources ^^

JOE: Joseph Hills takes the role of Thomas Thorne. He is a dramatic regency era poet who mostly follows Cleo around, trying to impress her with his… unique poetry, that was considered before his time. Their ghost theming comes from Beetlejhost of course.

RANBOO: Ronald Booth is Pat, a 1980’s Scout Leader. To be honest, this is just because Ranboo is very associated with the 80’s aesthetic and can fit the silly yes-man subordinate role, and of course was a ghost on the dsmp (Boo).

BDUBS: Bdubs is Robin!! A caveman who lived on the land well before the house was built. He’s seen it all, which fits Bdubs’ storyteller theme!! This is also just a fun visual choice because instead of wearing animal furs he gets to wear a big mossy coat. He also talks in a quite a unique and funny way which could replace how Robin talks like. Yknow, a Caveman. There was also a tiny bit in.. last life? Where bdubs was a ghost? (We were running out of ghosts at this point.)

SLIME: Charles Slime is Humphrey Bone, a headless tudor nobleman!!! Slime has a pretty constant track record of dying dramatically in mcyt (dsmp, epic smp, slimecicle cinematic universe) hence getting to be a ghost here. He has a lot of comedy that i think fits pretty well with being a ghost and with the visual humour of having your body separate to your head <3

FLIPPA: Juanaflippa as Jemima!!! I had to get one of the Eggs in here, even if i dont know much about qsmp at this point its just too perfect for one of them to be Jemima, since we have Charlie why not have Juanaflippa ^^ This can fit the common bbc ghosts fanon of Humphrey being found family for Jemima, with Charlie and Flippa’s father-daughter relationship. Creepy little singing ghost girl!!!

QUACKITY/MEXICAN DREAM: Yeah ok we were really running out of mcyt ghosts at this point, if you dont know anything about the dsmp you would probably think im making this up- uh, quackity plays him, he died and became a very prominent dsmp ghost. He takes the role of Julian as a 90’s politician character (like quackity/md in el rapids etc) here. I GUESS.

GHOSTBUR: Im pretty sure that while alive Kitty didnt blow up a country or whatever but the innocent and kind character of ghostbur fits the role of Kitty pretty well, with both having poor/inaccurate memories of their lives and being very sweet. A georgian noblewoman! Instead of Kitty he’d be called Willy or something. That way one of the ghosts can still have an innuendo name. Thats important.

JIMMY: Jimmy (James) as Mary. A stuart era peasant who got burned in the witch trials. He could still have the power to make people smell smoke, i think it fits the canary thing a bit. AND SPOILERS FOR BBC GHOSTS, Mary being the First Ghost of the main group to get.. sucked away is just too perfect. While never explicitly being a Ghost, Jimmy has such a connection to death that i think im justified.

PIX: Pixie as Fanny!!! He used to own the house many years ago and is now a ghost that really wants it to be perfectly historically preserved. Pix was a ghost in empires s2 and an archeologist who wanted to preserve history of course, so this fits the really proper and old fashioned personality of Fanny pretty well. Also her love of animals fits pix having the ghost cat and the dodos…

SCHLATT: Schlatt as The Captain, a repressed gay ww2 Captain who never actually saw any combat. He can fit the leader role that the Captain does, especially the fact that he just assumes himself the leader, and the others kind of don't take him seriously. Schlatt was a ghost, Glatt, on the dsmp! He will be a bit less.. nice? Than the bbc ghosts captain, but could still have a good bit of development.

bonus convex as the plague ghosts, vex are kind of ghosty, right?

[pourrrrthetea]

Why are you making me defend her.

////

No one is…? You decided that on your own. Again, for someone who says ain’t a fan of hers you really go the lengths only a stan of hers would go by writing essays praising her.

But if true, first, let’s see a video of you anon calling her out publicly for all the damage she’s done if you really aren’t her fan. Don’t worry, I already know you won’t cuz you really are her stan.

Also, i don’t know how to say this so here it goes: not everyone wants to fuck or date Joseph. Some of us ain’t even his fans. But we are a part of the communities your “super talented” Kitty Litter has damaged and we’re not letting her forget what she’s done.

THIS 👆🏻👆🏻

[katzkinder]

Chapter 129 spoilers

Short chapter this time, but I noticed a couple interesting things I wanted to talk about! Huuuge thank you to @hello-vampire-kitty for doing and sharing the translation for us, please go give her a ko-fi if you can afford it!

First up is this little sequence.

these panels appear while misono is pondering lily's betrayal, mikuni's allegiance with tsubaki, and why mikuni might have burned down the east wing.

the flowers depicted here are chrysanthemums, which in addition to being associated with both the emperor (yellow) and truth (white), also have a festival dedicated to them which takes place during the ninth day of the ninth month, since nine is considered to be a lucky number. Which is also the number for the last sin left, the sin of Vainglory. Considering the association with the emperor, the ruler of japan, the butterfly flitting away can also be taken to symbolize Misono perceiving Lily as abandoning him, the King.

Personally my favorite part of this here is that there are two flowers and that either color could work for the situation at hand, but more than that, white and yellow happen to be colors associated with both our betrayers, along with death (white, Lily's favorite color) and jealousy (yellow, Mikuni's favorite color [more specifically he likes the color daffodil yellow but that's because he's a little priss and i love him so much])

However, they also have a more positive connotation of purity and friendship

i also want to point out here that Lily is probably referencing the way the ritual seems to have been accelerated, but also Turandot itself, which has had criticisms leveled at it for the abrupt ending as well as the extremely forceful way the protagonist shows his love to Turandot, assaulting the princess with a kiss (which was fairly common for works of the time but didn't fit the mood of the story nor was it incorporated well according to critics). Also relevant to Turandot being used as the name of the spell is that initially the opera was left unfinished, which, well, suffice to say this plays nicely with the fact the space they're in can't be left until the game is also finished.

Anyway take this excerpt from the wiki to finish up because it fucking sent me

"Joseph Kerman states that "Nobody would deny that dramatic potential can be found in this tale. Puccini, however, did not find it; his music does nothing to rationalize the legend or illuminate the characters." Kerman also wrote that while Turandot is more "suave" musically than Puccini's earlier opera, Tosca, "dramatically it is a good deal more depraved." However, Sir Thomas Beecham once remarked that anything that Joseph Kerman said about Puccini "can safely be ignored""

Humans have never changed a single iota.

[blackbutlerfandomnerddomain]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN YALL

It's Halloween and I wanted to share with @crazyyanderefangirlfan but also others my Disney Villain Recruiters AU Cast's Halloween Costumes!

Why? Cause I wanna while I work on my final touches for the night >:3

Jac was basically pulling a Dan Howell

He got a lot of candies at parties along with some numbers and was having a blast dancing with plenty of cuties.

At some point of the night; Joe: sees Jac come into the room "Are you okay?" Jac: grinning "Yeah just did some prayers in the broom closet~"

Sia was having a blast as a Ghostface killer

She always loved Scream and you know she took the chance of the year to be her favorite slasher. But sadly she got a lot of flirting comments related to her costume

Maria wanted to be different and was a cop,

She was going as a judge but after some talking with Janice she decided to be a cop instead. She was heavily judging Jac's Instagram posts of his costume

Joseph was having a fun time dressed like Jason,

Go big or go home am I right?

Since Jac was gonna freeze his buns off as a nun, Ivan and Aya decided to be good friends and dress up as a Priest (Aya) and a demon (Ivan),

Lots of what the fuck looks as the three walk around, especially with Ivan rocking some red heels and walking so good

Janice had a hard time picking her costume but settled on Freddy Krueger

So she wasn't too fond doing it since it was showing some skin but she enjoyed it in the end

Sha was having a blast as a little kitty cat

It was easy, she had the dress already, and Sia did her nails

Wilhelm wasn't going to dress up but then they all were whining at him for being a weirdo about it so he settled as a vampire

Thought afterwards Jac teased him for going extra in the end lmao

And finally Charles was gonna do a classic and did the Invisible Man

This was the best costume for him! He didn't need to use too much makeup, he had the robe, and he was already in love with The Invisible Man! He watched it a lot after getting out of the hospital and even mimicked Jack Griffin's laugh perfectly

[hottestswagking]

January 7th, 1939

 

My name is Joseph Campbell, and I’m 15 years old. I live on Pine Street in San Francisco, California. I’m writing this journal because my uncle says that we’re at the brink of war and I would like to keep notes of everything. My uncle works for the WCCA and my father is in the Navy. My older brother, David, is thinking about joining the military once he’s of age. I don’t think he should go, not with how things are sounding.

My uncle says that people are still recovering from the Great Depression since the Great War and that if Hitler isn’t bothering us, then we shouldn’t get involved. I asked him why Hitler is so angry in the first place, he says it’s because he’s a raging capitalist. Something about a Treaty of Versailles that he broke and how he has started up a military even though the treaty told him not to. 

I asked David why we couldn’t just print ourselves more money and get out of the depression, he laughed at me.

I asked my dad, and he told me that Germany did that. I asked what happened, and he said that they went into a Great Depression, too. My whole thing is why the hell would that Hitler guy try and start a war if his people don’t have money? Whatever, this whole thing is stupid. I hope David doesn’t go into the military.

 

March 2nd, 1939

 

I found out from my Uncle that Japan isn’t a part of the League of Nations anymore. They invaded China and left after the other countries told them to stop. Pretty wild if I’m being honest. This is the same league that tried signing a policy of appeasement with Hitler! How stupid, honestly. All that does is enable behavior, not stop it.

I heard that Stalin isn’t any better. He runs a totalitarian country (Russia) and made a pact with Hitler. Call it the nonaggression pact, made so they won’t attack each other.

 

September 15th, 1939

 

Hitler invaded Poland on the 1st. My dad told me that it was a poor move on their part. Hitler is going through all of Europe and attacking countries left and right. Part of that nonaggression pact was that Hitler would stay out of Poland. I don’t know what Russia is planning to do about this. I got all scared, asked my uncle what this means for us. He said that Hitler is only going after the European theater, and that we’re too strong to be attacked.

 

February 14th, 1940

 

It’s Valentine's Day. Me and Konan (my friend) don’t have girls, so we’re spending it together. I live near him, on Pine st; Konan lives in an apartment in Japan town. We got each other chocolate and a shitty, hand-made card that you would give to your parents in elementary school. The two of us were walking around on some of the rooftops in his area; Konan suggested that we get some subs to eat while we were up there. We were sitting down on a blanket and eating our subs. Konan was telling me about his mom and how she adopted a kitty named Kitty. I said that it was a stupid name, and he agreed. I asked him how school was going, he asked me about sports, and talked about everything and anything after that. I noticed that it was getting darker and suggested that we give each other our cards. Konan gave me his and I gave him mine. We already ate the chocolate. My card was decorated with blue crayon and stickers. On the inside it said: “Happy Valintins Day Josef!” There was a cool drawing of a flower. I didn’t tell Konan that he spelled Valentines wrong, or my name, for the matter. 

The sun was setting, and we decided to spend our last moments watching it. I wrapped the blanket around the both of us and huddled close to Konan, it was cold after all. The night was silent and peaceful. 

Once it was dark and the streetlights were turned on, Konan offered to walk me home. We jokingly held hands since it was still Valentine's Day and continued to do so until we were at my house.

 

April 7th, 1940

 

I heard that Hitler is planning to attack France. My dad and David think that he’s too stupid to do that. Every single place over there is guarded with French soldiers. I think it’s scary still. Hitler has those U-boat things, ships that go underwater. How is France supposed to fight against that? David told me to shut up when I expressed this concern to him. 

Later that day, I went over to Konan’s house. He was listening to the radio, nothing interesting was on there, though. I told him about France and Germany and the U-boats. He told me that it’s very scary indeed, and that David just doesn’t want to think about Hitler having an advantage. I was glad that he agreed with me.

 

May 25th, 1940

 

Konan and I were laying in my bed when David ran into my room. He looked scared. He kept saying my name but nothing else. Konan got up and managed to calm him down enough to say actual words. 

Hitler’s attack against France was successful. 

I didn’t know what to say at first. The room was filled with tension and fear. I looked at my older brother, nervous and unsteady, and felt a hand on my shoulder. Konan squeezed it, a silent reassurance. I finally got words to form and asked David how they did it. Was it the U-boats?

David said it was something called Blitzkrieg. A use of warfare that administers swift, focused blows at the enemy.

David said that the one unguarded part of France was the Ardennes Forest, so thick and heavy that none of them thought the Germans could get through.“They used tanks”, David said, and went through the Forest easily. I asked why he was so scared. He said that if they can get through France, they can probably stand a chance against Britain. “That could me war for us, right?” Konan asked. David went quiet again. War is exactly what he’s so scared of. David left after that. Konan and I just sat on my bed for a while before turning on his radio that he brought over.  I don’t want war.

 

April 3rd, 1940

David’s joining the Navy. Dad’s all proud of him for it, saying that the Navy has been a tradition for the men in our family. David was bragging about how he was going to beat Hitler’s ass if we ever go to war. My uncle told him that it was a noble choice, given how bad things are looking for our allied countries right now. “All for our country, you know?” David told him, and they all laughed and called him brave. I tried my best to laugh along, but I was worried. I don’t want David out in the sea, he can’t even swim. In fact, he’s terrified of the pcean. I know that David is going to call me stupid for it. I think he’s stupid for this.

 

July 16th, 1940

 

Britain was attacked by Hitler. Another Blitzkrieg, Konan says. They used airstrikes and was bombing the whole place. They won, of course, but all of their weapons and money and food are running low. My uncle is saying that the US has created something now called the Land-Lease, which allows us to lend or lease weapons and such to other countries. Although the US is supposed to be neutral on the war, it would be beneficiary to help out Britain and any other country against Hitler.

 

August 12th, 1940

 

Konan tells me that he wants to take me somewhere, a lake that he knows of. It was hot, so I followed him without any questions. The lake wasn’t much. It was medium-sized and had a bit of trash in it. 

“Is this the lake?”

“Sure is.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. Do you not like it? Were you expecting a pristine lake of the Bahamas?”

“No, no, not at all. It’s just not as big.”

“If it was big, then it wouldn’t be just us.”

“That’s true, I suppose.”

And so I stripped my clothes and got into the lake. Konan is a competitive swimmer. He has a lean body with some nice muscle. He always won the “hold your breath underwater” competitions that other kids would challenge him to. He immediately began splashing around the lake. I tried catching up to him at first, but he was too fast. I decided that I was going to do tricks and stuff in the water. I attempted some flips and a handstand, which was unsuccessful. I was so focused on my tricks that I didn’t notice the violent splashing approaching me. I felt fingers poking into both of my sides, which made me inhale some water out of surprise. I stuck my head out of the water and began to cough up the water. Konan held me in place since we were in the middle of the lake and I couldn’t touch the bottom without my nose hitting the surface of the water. He laughed and told me he was sorry while patting my back. Once I was done dying, I went to the grass and basked in the sun. I watched Konan swimming around. He went from playful, to graceful, and then to aggressive depending on what he was doing in there. I was content with this, just Konan and me outside where no one else is around. I closed my eyes and took a nap, blissfully unaware of Konan getting out of the lake and laying beside me.

 

August 23rd, 1940

 

My uncle told me that the entire pacific theater might have to go into total war if Hitler keeps going at his rate. Winston Churchill, prime minister of Britain, had accepted the Land-Lease with the US. All sorts of weapons were being sent to the UK. I asked what this has to do with us, David answered instead.

“So you know how Dad’s in the Navy, right?”

“You are too.”

“Not yet, Next year I will. I’ll be 18 by then.”

“Okay, Well, what about him being in the Navy?”

“Dad told me that Hitler’s U-boats are attacking our cargo and supplies ships! Sending holes through them and such. That means that Germany is coming for the US now, too.”

My uncle nodded. He was all solemn. He said that things are getting fiery with Japan as well. They seem to have formed an alliance with Germany and Italy. So, between Japan and their advances across the world, and Germany’s advances against us, total war seems likely. 

Then, he left and said he had work to do, leaving David and I together. I think he could sense that I was scared. 

“Once I join the Navy, I’m going to make sure that nothing happens over here, okay? So is dad and Uncle Roger.”

I could only nod and felt David ruffle my hair. That was the night the nightmares began.

 

March 2nd, 1941

 

IT’S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY! I’m officially 17 years old. David woke me up with a pillow to my face. He tackled me to the floor, and we wrestled until I surrendered. He said happy birthday and told me that we’re going out to breakfast. Dad isn’t here, he’s off somewhere in the south. Our aunt comes and checks in on us periodically. 

Dad had given me a letter with money inside, a good $20 bill. I was also given a stack of comics from him. David took me to a diner that I’ve never been to before. I got myself pancakes and eggs. David said I could, even though it was a bit pricey. After breakfast, we went and got me a new baseball cap, and David a pack of ciggs. 

It was around 1:35 pm by the time we go home, doing some little errands on the way. In my room was Konan with his bag on my floor and a book in his hands. I slowly crept up to him, praying that my footsteps didn’t give anything away. When I was close to enough, I grabbed onto his shoulders and yelled into his ear. He screamed, his book leaving his hands. 

“You’re an asshole!”

“Yes, and you’re an intruder.”

I smiled at him. He gave me a hug and wished me a happy birthday. Konan apologized to me about not having a present, but it was fine. We looked through the comics that my dad gave me and took turns reading the dialogue out loud. 

The park nearby was closed due to construction or something, so we decided to stay inside. It had started raining 15 minutes after the decision was made.

Konan and I went to the dining room where David was, reading newspapers and such. 

“Anything new?”

“Yeah, the Japanese.”

I looked at Konan, and he looked at me. He smiled before speaking. 

“What did I do to you, huh?”

David looked up to see my friend who, might I add, is very Japanese. David smiled back and laughed.

“Not you. I mean the government. They’re island hopping.”

“What’s island hopping?”

“Avoiding bigger countries and taking over smaller, more defenseless ones. The US has been trying to tell them to stop for quite some time now, but they won’t listen.”

“Have we tried threatening them?”

“Yeah, me and Joseph’s dad says that we might withhold oil from them. I don’t know if we’ll actually do it.”

“You should.”

“Jeez, kid. Those are your people,”

“Not my country, though. I’m an American first.”

“Hell yeah, nice to hear it.”

And so that was the conversation between Konan and David. To be honest, I never really thought of Japan being Konan’s country. I mean, he’s Japanese, sure, but he’s been in America this whole time. He seems to agree.

 

Later that night, Konan and I were chilling in my bed again. We listened to some music as we each did our own thing. Konan was sitting up and reading his book, and I was laying on him, focusing on the record that was playing. With the beat of the music and the sound of Konan’s breathing, I was lulled to sleep faster than I expected.

 

July 1st, 1941

 

My dad had been discharged from the Navy due to a pretty gnarly cut on his leg. He has a limp that the doctors say will be permanent. By the time he got out, David had been accepted in and is now gone. He’s in Pearl Harbor for now, all the way in Hawaii. Just before he left the two of us got into a big fight, I’ll apologize when he comes home.

Dad said that things keep getting worse. Hitler had attacked the USSR on June 22nd, so not too long ago. Hitler failed, dad told me. And now Russia is our ally.

“They’ve been on Hitler’s side this whole time, why would we accept them as our ally?”

“They were neutral with Hitler. Italy is the one that’s been on Germany’s side. Russia was attacked, and they’re joining the war officially. This helps us.”

“Why does it help?”

“Because we now have one more country fighting with us, in a sense.”

It’s been stressful on my uncle, I heard, because of the threat of going to war with both Germany and Japan. He and his coworkers don’t know what to do. I worry about David the most. He’s all the way in Hawaii and dealing with the water. Ships are constantly being attacked by the Nazis. It’s very possible that Germany will move on to the Navy base.

 

September 14th, 1941

 

Konan is currently very pissed. 

I was walking with him in the park by the school when a group of guys were throwing paper and food at him. The boys were around our age, but I didn’t recognize them. They were calling him names like “Dirty Jap” and making their eyes take the shape of thin slits, meant to mock Konan’s own eyes. It looked like they were going to come closer to us, so I grabbed Konan and dragged him away. He kept yelling back at the boys, calling them degenerates that aspire to disappoint their own mothers.

By the time we got away to a safe enough distance, Konan was so red that I thought he had popped multiple blood vessels. I tried my best to calm him down at first, but I realized that I should just let him blow off some steam. 

Apparently, this is a very common occurrence as of late. Not just those boys, but the overall harassment of his people. Japan town has become dangerous to roam at night, certain neighborhoods in general just too dangerous to show up in even during the day. Posters depicting Japanese people as cartoon villains and exaggerated caricatures all around California. I hadn’t even noticed it.

 “I hate them all. My people didn’t do jack shit and here we are, being treated like the villains!” 

Konan was kicking the rocks in his way with such force that they were just as deadly as a bullet.

 “I mean, what good does it do the government to make fun of us? You saw how those boys were back there, right, Joseph?”

 “Yeah, I saw them.”

 “And you agree, that this whole thing is stupid?”

 “Kinda.”

Looking back, I heavily regret my word choice. I wish I never said that at all. I wish that I could’ve just agreed. I knew that saying “kinda” was a mistake as soon as Konan stopped walking. He just stared at me, a silent anger that only my mother could pull off.

 “What do you mean by that?”

 “Well, like,”

I gulped, unsure if I should continue

 “Like what, Joseph? Tell me.”

 “Well, the Japanese are threatening to go to war with us. It’s just like Hitler and the Germans, and Stalin and the Soviets before joining. You’re making it sound like propaganda.”

 “Because it is Joseph!”

 “No, it’s not, your people are threatening war with our people.”

 “My people are just as American as you!”

 “No, you’re Japanese.”

 “What the fuck do you mean by that?”

I could hear the strain in his voice, which caused me to look at him. He had tears in his eyes, and no longer looked angry. Instead, he had a face of hurt. At that moment, I felt ashamed. Shame for even considering him the same as the Japanese that were fighting against America. Just him asking that question had given me a moment of clarity. Konan is Japanese American, and that is all the difference.

 “I’m sorry… I don’t know what I mean by that, either.”

 Konan began to walk the other way, back to where those boys were. He said nothing.

 “Please, Konan, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I don’t know what I’m talking about, I know I don't know, Konan please.”

I caught his shoulder, but he just shrugged me off of him. I continued to follow him, done with my pleading apologies. He knew that I was following him. At first, I thought that he didn’t mind until we got halfway past our usual path.

 “You should go home, Joseph.”

 “Are you mad at me?”

 “I’ll talk to you later.”

I felt a great sense of defeat. We have not spoken since. The only part of that conversation that I’m clinging onto is the fact that, at some point in time, Konan will talk to me again.

 

September 24th, 1941

 

Konan and I are talking again. 

During school, Leon and his friends were whispering about something. They kept looking at me and then back at some poster that the school had hanging up. The poster area was all about the war that is happening, so naturally I assumed that Leon was talking about my family. I went up to the line of posters. All of them were talking about the Nazis and Hitler, except for two. One was an older poster about the USSR, and the other was about the Japanese. I felt sick. Suddenly I remembered the argument that Konan and I had last Sunday. After the sickness came anger. What could those guys possibly be talking about? It took everything in me not to tear the poster down. If I did, I would never hear the end of it from my family.

I looked across the hallway and spotted Konan and some of his friends from his neighborhood. The area got quiet. All the white kids stared at the small group, a clear tension between White America vs Japanese America. Someone from behind me cut the silence in half with some name-calling and a well calculated throw of a pencil. At first there were snickers, then some whispering, and eventually more school supplies being thrown at the group. The main perpetrator was that idiot behind me. I turned around and made eye contact with him. I said no words aloud, but I knew exactly what I was going to do. I was gonna kick his ass.

I was given detention for a week straight. I thought that I was going to be in more trouble than I actually was, fortunately. Dad was angry that I caused a scene and beat the kid up, but he understood that I was standing up for a friend. I didn’t tell him that Konan and I weren’t talking at the moment, and I’m glad. I went to the dining room in order to get to the stairs, only to see Konan sitting down at the table, doing his homework. He didn’t notice me at first. I slowly walked over to him, pulling out a chair and sitting down. He sat down his pencil and turned to face me. We stared each other in the eyes, not speaking a single word. There he was, studying my face and me studying his. It was one of those moments that you try to savor, but can never remember once it’s done.

“You don’t have to fight for me.”

Was the first thing Konan said. I was taken aback.

“What?”

“I said you don’t have to fight for me. I don’t want to be honored or defended with violence. It’ll only make things worse.”

“Oh.”

I played with Konan’s hand, moving his fingers around and tracing the lines of his palms.

“I’m sorry.”

“I am too.”

“Why? You didn’t do anything.”

“You got yourself hurt. You wouldn’t have done that if I tried to resolve that argument we had. I know you.”

“That’s still not your fault. Just because I’m still upset doesn’t mean that you have to apologize.”

“I know. How’s your head? There’s a pretty ugly knot rising on it, and I saw how that guy slammed you into the door handle.”

“It’s fine. Just a little sore.”

“Do you need some ice?”

“Not right now. I want to know how you’ve been.”

Konan smiled. He took his hand back and put away his homework. As he was doing so, Konan began to ramble about the stuff he’s been up to. A new book that he just finished, a math test that he aced, his dog Theo learning how to shake hands, a date with a girl, learning how to fix a car engine with his dad, his mom making him his favorite dish. There was only one part that I focused on, the rest was a blur.

“You were on a date? With who?”

Konan’s smile faded, and instead he became a little embarrassed.

“Just some girl. Donna something. My mom set us up.”

“But did you actually enjoy it?”

Konan gave me a quizzical look, and realized right then and there just how jealous I sounded. To be honest, my voice didn’t even give away a fraction of how jealous I really was. I don’t why, but the thought of Konan with someone doesn’t sit right with me. Same as when other people play with his hair, or sleep over at his house (even though only I’m allowed to sleep with him in bed), or have private outings with him just hanging out. I’m not gay for him or anything, but I’d rather keep more intimate stuff between us.

“Well, no, she was too much. Donna just talked and talked and talked about anything. It was like a collection of small talk being thrown at you all in one go.”

We laughed at that and I immediately felt much better. I told him about what I’ve been up to and how I was so tired and just wanted to get in my bed. He offered to stay the night at the mention of that. So, Konan and I ate dinner with my dad before hurrying off to go to sleep. Things were officially back to normal when he and I were a tangle of limbs in my bed, differences now past us.

 

December 10th, 1941

 

The Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor on Sunday. 

Their method was air strike. The Japanese had bombed our ships and land, no one was prepared. America had withdrawn oil resources from them due to them being a part of the axis (along with Germany and Italy) and island hopping all around. There seems to be a huge amount of deaths that the attack caused. We are trying our best to get ahold of David. I hope he can tell us what happened and where he was when it happened. Our uncle wants to get as many first hand accounts as possible.

 

Konan and I were at his house for dinner since my dad and uncle were trying to find out where David was. Konan said that his cousins had left Pearl Harbor just an hour before the attack and how the military is suspicious of them. His oldest cousin, Masaru, was pulled into questioning that night and the others have been in and out of their homes. His mom was making food when she overheard us talking about Konan’s cousins. She asked us if we knew any information on what they’ll be doing with them. I told her that my uncle is in the WCCA and that it’s not exactly something that they’re focused on, just questions about those guys since they were Japanese and fled the scene just in time. This made her feel at ease, to know that other Japanese people weren’t being targeted. I’ll ask David about that too when he comes home

 

December 13th, 1941

 

David is Dead. He was on a boat that got hit directly. His body was found in the water. Nothing about him was injured. He drowned. Some say that the waves were too powerful, others say that he was in shock, but I know one thing for certain. Even if that boat was just sinking, David would’ve died. My brother can’t swim, he was always too scared of the sea. I don’t know why he would join the Navy. Tradition, maybe. All that matters is that my brother is dead and is never coming back. I’m sorry David. I’m so, so sorry. I wanted to apologize when you came home. I love you, and you were the best brother that I could ever have. 

 

December 27th, 1941

 

Christmas wasn’t the same for anyone in the US. The attack on Pearl Harbor turned the holiday into a day of grief. Mom died around Christmastime as well. My uncle is working, he barely had time to stop by. It was just dad and I. He had lost now both a wife and son, while I had lost a mom and brother. I don’t think we ever left each other's sides.

 

January 23rd, 1942

 

It’s the new year. My dad woke me up today with the news that the US is now officially allies with other countries like France, Britain, and more. This means for certain that we’re going to war. I remember my uncle saying something about protecting American citizens and how we can’t just supply and observe anymore. I can’t blame him after what had just happened. 

Konan came over today. He shook hands with my dad and asked how he’s been. Normally, my uncle would’ve been thrilled to see him. Today, he didn’t even look at him. Konan seemed unfazed. My uncle said that he would like to have a word with my father and for us to run off somewhere inside since it was snowing out.

Konan and I went to my room. We haven’t seen each other since David’s funeral. He told me that he was worried about something and that he’d tell me the next time he’s come over.

            “So, what was it that you have been so worried about?”

            “Hitler is getting rid of all the Jews.”

I blinked. Then blinked again.

            “I’m sorry what?”

            “Just 3 days ago. He and other Nazi and government officials all banded together. Called it the Wannsee conference. The came up with a final solution to kill off all the Jewish people.”

“What’s the solution? Do you know?”

“They’re going to send them all away to camps where they’ll be killed.”

“You’re lying.”

“I wouldn’t lie about something like this.”

“It’s just…why? What the hell would he need to do that for?”

“They’re all sick in the head, the Germans.”                        

The two of us talked some more about the Wannsee conference until my dad called down for Konan. I was told to stay up in my room. I wonder what they were talking about.

 

February 19th, 1942

 

I hate my uncle. I hate the WCCA. I hate the government. And I’m scared. It’s just been announced that all Japanese citizens that reside along the west coast will be moved to internment camps due to the distrust that the bombing of Pearl Harbor has caused. These camps will be put in the middle of nowhere and letters and gifts will not be allowed between the camps and the outside world. It’s not fair. They didn’t do anything. They’re all Americans, aren’t they? They pledge to the flag and enlist in the military, just like most. It’s cruel.

 

March 31st, 1942

 

I turned 18 this month, but that hardly matters. It’s Konan’s last day in San Francisco before his family will have to leave at 10pm. Due to his cousins being prime suspects, his family will be one of the first to be moved into the internment camps. I had been helping them pack their things, much against my uncle’s wishes, and took Kitty into my home. Konan's parents said that we should run off somewhere one last time, but to avoid the public. We went back to the lake.

 

The lake was too cold to swim in, and the ground was icy and hard. We didn’t mind. It was silent between us, just our bodies up against each other for warmth. It wasn’t until I heard a choking sound come from Konan that I realized he was crying. I put my arm around him and held him close. He just cried and cried, at some point he let out a what sounded like the guttural scream of a wounded animal. I tried my best to comfort him, but we both knew that there was a vast uncertainty that neither one of us could smooth over nor distract the other from. We sat like that until my fingers stung from the cold and my cheeks lost all feeling. We had went back to his house hand in hand.

 

Night came. I went along with my friend’s family to say goodbye. His mother hugged me tight and kissed me on the cheek, his dad gave me a firm shoulder squeeze and a hand shake, and Konan pulled me aside with just seconds to spare.

            “Dude what are you doing? You need to leave.”

            “I need to tell you something.”

            “What is it?”

           “Remember this Joseph, please.”

 

“I love you”

 

And with those words he left to get on the train with his family, and I was left with a million thoughts and then some.

 

February 7th, 1943

 

Konan is still in those internment camps, David is still dead, and the war is getting worse. 

There are some good things though.

The Stalingrad ended recently. What happened was that Hitler decided that he wanted to try and take over Russia. Stupid move in my opinion. This war started last year in August and has finally ceased with Soviet success. Due to Hitler turning on Russia, the country has decided to join the allies, which is amazing for us. One more country fighting on our side.

My dad has been getting better with walking, he’s able to hobble around without his cane.

Kitty has learned how to so a half-assed backflip for treats, which is cute.

I’m going to enlist in the air force at some point, I believe. I feel as if it’s safer. The water could drown me, and the majority of the enemy is on the ground anyway. 

 

March 14th, 1944

 

I’m old enough to join the air force, and so for my birthday that’s what I did. It’s a dangerous thing, I know, but I want change. I want to fight for this country like David had wanted to. I know that he dreamed of being some big time hero. I’m not going to end up dead like he is, I know I won’t. 

There’s also some cool new computer that was invented. It’s called the colossus. It’s super cool, man. I don’t think I could ever buy it, it’s only for professional use. Politics and war for now.

 

May 6th, 1944

 

I’ve been thinking about Konan a lot, lately. I miss him. I wonder how those camps are treating the guy. I hope he’s still alive. My dad says that once the war’s over, the Japanese should be released from the camps and allowed to go back home. Even more inspiration to join the air force.

I still think about what he said to me last. That he loved me. Maybe it was the heat of the moment, or maybe he actually felt that way. Maybe he just meant it in a purely friendly way. I don’t know which I would’ve preferred. I know my dad would never let me see him again if I told him what he had said. When he comes back I’ll have to ask for clarity, but even still, I’m not very sure how I would’ve taken it if he actually means it.

 

June 15th, 1944

 

The US has gone into full on war now. I’ve finally flown a plane. It was terrifying.

I was dodging Hitler’s planes and making sure that I shoot them down without going down myself. I always thought that it would be as simple as pushing a button and watching as an enemy plane explodes, but no. It’s much worse. We’re currently hiding out in some base, hopefully it’s hidden enough. Although, I do hear bombs that are awfully close.

 

May 8th, 1944

 

We did it. Germany surrendered once again. America is safe. My family is safe. Konan is safe. Kitty is safe. I thought I would feel more victorious, more animated. I don’t even know what it is that I’m feeling. Although, I still have one more job to do. We aren’t finished with Japan. We will make sure that they never forget which country’s in charge. Scientists like Oppenheimer have been working on the world's first nuclear bomb. We call it the Manhattan Project. Our plan is to use it against Japan, they’ll never be able to top this.

 

Aug 6th, 1944

 

The bombing was a success. Little Boy, the bomb, was dropped on Hiroshima, a major city in Japan. The damage was horrendous. One of the largest deaths in that country, most likely. I was a part of the crew that flew in and did our duties.

The people treated me like a hero, someone who could do no wrong. They were incorrect. I can still feel the blood on my hands of all the lives I took across seas. I can hear the screams of German soldiers, both in pain and watching their fellow soldiers get killed and mutilated.  I can only imagine the devastation that Little Boy caused. I’m a sinful man that deserves no praise.

 

December 17th, 1944

 

Maybe it’s cruel that this will be done near Christmas. I think of it as tradition. Mom passes away from cancer, David dies from an attack, and I die by my own hands.

But really, I’m sorry. I’m sorry dad, for leaving you by yourself, but I just can’t live with this guilt. You were amazing to us, even though you lost two of the people that you loved most.

I’m sorry David. I know you wouldn’t want me to end things this way, but I can’t keep going. I fulfilled your dream of becoming an American hero, but it wasn’t worth it. I will not be joining you and mama, I will be with the Devil himself.

I’m sorry mama. You always told me that I was strong-willed and spirited. You gave me more chances than I ever deserved. You told me on your deathbed that you know that I’ll do something great one day. Is this really that great, mama?

 

And Konan. Oh, I am so, so sorry Konan. I can’t go on without you. I fear that you will never get out of those camps. I fear that you might also be dead. You were my best friend, and I wish you the best if you ever do make it back to California. And I’ve decided that after all these years I have loved you. I love you, I love you, I love you. And if you are to make it back home, I leave you my journals. This one especially.

Goodbye.

 

-Joseph

Hello, Konan here. I’ve decided to finish this journal since Joseph could not. I never expected to hear the news of his death, and looking at the date of his last entry, I wish he could’ve waited one more day. Just the day afterward, December 18th, I was released from my internment camps. His father had hugged me at the funeral and couldn’t let go. It was a closed casket, and you really don’t want to know why.

But, nonetheless, I will finish the story of the war,

 

So, after the bombing of Japan, the war was officially over. Many Asian and European countries lye in ruins due to how costly and violent this war had become. Japan alone couldn’t even produce enough good for its own people. 

The thing is, the allies had found it very difficult to continue with peace. Currently, we are in somewhat of a war with the USSR due to tension and different goals. I was thinking about joining the military like Masaru, but I’ve decided against it. And that’s the story of World War 2

P.S

I miss you, Joseph. I’ll miss you and love you forever. You will never leave my mind until the day that I die, and then we can be sinners together.

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Okay okay so here are questions for your bastard children au.

1. How does Ghost find out that Cam is a half brother? How did that conversation go? What did Cam react to realizing Simon Riley isn't dead and actually a scary mf in the 141? And how did Simon react to learning that his basterd father was more of a basterd than he thought?

2. Will the other siblings learn about Giles = Simon? Or is it a secret between Cam and Simon? I cant imagine it would be safe to tell all these people he barely knows. But also, they are family...

Probably more questions to come, but these are the main ones for now 💕💕

So there are several ways I'm playing with the reveal going! But basically it boils down to Cam is not ashamed of Simon, he is proudly open about who his older brother is and what he means to him. He doesn't go around announcing it, but when talking about why they wanted to join the military, he just very clearly goes "My older brother, Simon Riley, was in the service, and I want to be like him and make him proud of me. Yes, that Simon Riley, no, I don't think he's guilty. I never met him, but everyone said he was sweet, if grim, and he was very protective of his family, even and especially after he came back on leave. I don't believe he could've done it - killed the American? yes. killed his brother and mother and baby nephew? absolutely not."

Cam also talks to "Simon" out loud sometimes. Like a mission will go well, and he'll sigh and look up at the sky or into thin air and go "We did it, Simon. We made it through." (And Ghost will nearly break his own neck doing a double take if they were paired together for it.)

Cam is just glad Simon's alive and glad that he and all the other siblings were right and he was innocent. Though, he is a little sad he can't tell the others, especially Jambo. I forgot to say in the last ask, but Jambo is a computer nerd obsessed with proving Simon's innocence. He has maybe gotten in trouble for hacking government records (mostly because he's bad at it). Not even he thinks Simon's still alive, though.

Ghost is scared as fuck for Cam and the others. He's lost all his family before, he's almost certain it'll happen again. Cam gets in his face about it when the avoidance gets extreme though and is like "I chose this life, too. You only get to dictate the risks I take in my professional life, as my mentor and superior officer, not in my personal life as my brother. We are both adults." After that, things get smoother, and he agrees to be added to the groupchat with the best cyber security Laswell can set up on his end.

As far as learning about his half-siblings' existence... he's disappointed in his dad but not surprised. Or surprised that his dad is a disappointment. 🤷‍♀️

Keegan for sure finds out eventually, when the Ghosts and 141 finally team up. I think the others will start to suspect after a while, but they're not saying nothing. If Giles is Simon, they don't want to get him in trouble with the authorities, and if he's not, they don't want to upset him by treating him like someone he's not. So they all know but they're not talking and they don't Know. Not even Jambo. And this is 100% to keep them safe, Cam and Keegan and Simon all chose to enlist, the others did not. And Kitty is roughly the same age Joseph was when he died, which makes the feelings More Complicated for Simon. He got PTSD up the wazoo.

One thing that is related to it being family, though, is that Ghost's maternal grandmother - his Mamó Caoimhe (pronounced sort of like Mamaw Keeva), who he was super close to - is still alive. The Bastard Children in Manchester all take turns checking in on her and bringing her food and giving her company. They've never said they're her son-in-law's offspring, but she definitely suspects. But Ghost cut off all contact with her for the same safety reasons and supposed to be dead reasons after the massacre, and it gives him peace to know she has people looking after her. Specifically, being able to get regular updates on how she's doing without putting her in danger by showing up himself or straight up hiring a stalker - or begging Laswell - does his mental health a world of good.

I think that answered all your questions? 😅 Let me know if I missed any!

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The gender standards in Mobland are rather unfair, are they not? Alphas can fuck around all they want with betas and omegas before being mated, and that’s fine. (Since most tend to be very faithful, I won’t get into after marriage.) Omegas being with another omega before marriage is one thing (and seen as hot by some Alphas as you have said in a other ask), but an omega being with an Alpha before marriage (if they’re from a “good” family) seems to be looked down upon. But what about a beta? Is there a purity culture in this society, mainly towards omegas? Being (or at least Daniel and Terry’s part of it) so very Catholic, I would think there would be emphasis on remaining a virgin before marriage (again, mainly on the omegas side) for religious reasons. Yet Terry didn’t seem displeased to know Daniel wasn’t a virgin (well, in one sense—I think he would have definitely minded had Daniel slept with an Alpha). He had to be the first an only Alpha—at least that’s how it comes across. Did Daniel mind that Terry wasn’t a virgin, or was that just to be expected as he is an Alpha?

We shouldn't confuse their bias with our own, Nonnie. In my eyes they're markedly different.

Our obsession with virginity stems from the fact that men demand to be sure who their offspring is, and that their specific genes survive, with no regard for anybody else's. But my omegaverse isn't like that. Omegas and Alphas developed because of the threat of extinction in beta only early humans. Omegas to make childbirth less deadly and reproduction easier. Alphas to go further against outside threats, with little regard for their own safety. Betas still exist because you need functioning societies and Alphas are hotheaded where omegas show - on the whole - maybe too little iniative when it comes to confronting danger. They're homebodies, mostly. In that society, a focus on virginity makes absolutely no sense. It's the group's mission to have as many people, especially pups, as possible survive, and whose they are is secondary.

But physical strength is very good at getting people power, and omegas can give Alphas a special kind of sex betas can't, so Alphas - dominant genes - took power and have had their cult about the Alpha/omega pairing being best. That's why omega/omega is so taboo. That is the purity culture that hurt Daniel: he was not allowed to marry another omega. They "belong" to an Alpha, maybe a beta (Alphas need to kinda sorta sponsor beta/omega unions - there needs to be an Alpha protector close. In Apollonia's case, Terry took that role unwittingly, but some may think the Don will serve that function on a day to day basis). The Church is heavily about adhering to Alpha/omega pairings and for betas to serve as a safety net, like Joseph did for Mary. Mary only has the one pup, which also has significance. Not too many, that is not their role. So virginity isn't an issue. Having many pups or indeed keeping many pups alive is an issue!

Also protecting omegas is an issue. One dead omega is like six pups less, they find that whole idea incomprehensibly horrific. Beta/omega as a first marriage is also not looked upon too kindly. It was allowed in Michael's case because of who he was. Second marriages are different: betas often marry widowed omegas. Alpha/Alpha is as taboo, they can't reproduce! As is Alpha/beta man - but that, I'm sad to say, makes young beta boys vulnerable to sexual harassment. You can't play around with beta girls because they might die in childbirth and that horrifies everyone. But taking a beta boy won't hurt any Alpha's pride. That also partly explains Michael's intensity. He's not letting that happen! Still, any Alpha would first snatch any young omega. The kitties Terry knew were not mated, no, but definitely some Alpha overlord's traffic victims. It was very noble for John Kreese to take in "Johnny Lawrence", the little Czech runaway, and teach him how to mask himself and protect himself. John was mated at the time and he is 100% comitted to his girl, but Alphas love hanging around omegas even if they can't mate them. A blessing on any household.

If this theory isn't 100% watertight, guys, I'm sorry but I'm working on vibes here. Rule of thumb: importance of survival of my specific genes < importance of survival of the species as a whole. So virginity is less important than fertility or the survival of pups. Two Alphas, or two beta men or women together not raising pups,that's an issue, then. If a beta gay couple shacks up, it needs to be with the express intention of adopting and raising a puppy. Two Alphas are most taboo. They wouldn't be seen fit to nurture a pup. Alpha/beta man... that's also deeply frowned upon for anything but a bit of fun.

[spongebobafettywap]

i had this headcanon that Mystique always had a big problem with Rogue dating Remy specifically (and none of her other love interests) because she saw way too much of Azazel in Remy and since she projects a lot of herself on Rogue, it kinda ties everything neatly together : in her twisted mind, Mystique fears Rogue will end up going through the same kind of heartache Azazel put her through only to be abandoned with more problems than they are worth once he got what he wanted. don't get me wrong, i like her just being petty about any of the romantic relationships Rogue has out of sheer possessiveness but it's not the case : she had no problem with Magneto or Joseph, who both carried their fair share of problems and ethical issues for Rogue to even date them.

but then Marvel went on to have Mystique be fine with Remy during Krakoa for no reason and have Destiny, who never met Remy and is the sole reason why Mystique knew of Rogue and his' sudden wedding (they stole Kitty and Piotr's last minute) yet never gave directions for Mystique on how to ruin it for them (as if she approved of it), hate him for some reason to the point of being surprised he and Rogue even got married so Mystique has to now be the one defending him and taking his side.

Marvel, can you please stop taking more of Mystique's traits and slapping them onto Destiny without any rhyme or reason as to what you take and what you leave behind that don't make sense for the character or contradict her past actions ???

Holy Smokes Anon I never realised how similar Azazel and Remy are personality wise (not totally morality wise though) but this headcanon makes a lot of sense as to why Mystique disliked him.

Lol honestly why does Marvel write Mystique so wildly inconsistently? Most other characters had some inconsistencies but with Mystique...

It's like she's had them throughout her entire existence and they seem to view it as a cool way to make her ambiguous, but I just view it as a way to take an amazing and interesting character and then shoe horn her into whatever villainous plot is going on as some extra villain instead of a main.

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THE GORILLA (1939) – Episode 182 – Decades Of Horror: The Classic Era

“Gorilla? Gorilla. G-O-R– G, G, Gee! oh! oh! G-Oh!  Gorilla? Did you, did you-oo-oo-oo…did you say gorilla?” So, you’re saying, crazy or not? Join this episode’s Grue-Crew – Daphne Monary-Ernsdorff, Chad Hunt, Doc Rotten, and Jeff Mohr – as they discuss The Gorilla (1939), a comedy-horror vehicle for the Ritz Brothers, Bela Lugosi, Patsy Kelly, and Lionel Atwill.

Decades of Horror: The Classic Era Episode 182 – The Gorilla (1939)

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After a wealthy man is threatened by a killer known as The Gorilla, he hires the Ritz Brothers to investigate. A real escaped gorilla shows up at the mansion just as the investigators arrive.

  Directed by: Allan Dwan

Writing Credits: Rian James & Sid Silvers; (from a play by) Ralph Spence

Selected Cast:

The Ritz Brothers as Defective Detectives

Jimmy Ritz as Garrity

Harry Ritz as Harrigan

Al Ritz as Mulligan

Anita Louise as Norma Denby

Patsy Kelly as Kitty

Lionel Atwill as Walter Stevens

Bela Lugosi as Peters

Joseph Calleia as Stranger

Edward Norris as Jack Marsden

Wally Vernon as Seaman

Paul Harvey as A.P. Conway

Art Miles as Poe the Gorilla

The gorilla did it! But was it the murderer nicknamed The Gorilla or the real gorilla named Poe? Those who watched the movie probably still don’t know. Featuring the Ritz Brothers and Bela Lugosi, The Gorilla (1939) is a fun, old dark house flick that puts Lugosi’s fame and the Ritz Brothers’ slapstick to good use. The energetic & hilarious Patsy Kelly and the always-effective Lionel Atwill round out the cast. If you don’t know who the Ritz Brothers are, you owe it to yourself to check out The Gorilla. Not because it’s a great movie, but because the Ritz Brothers had a sizable influence on modern comedy. Besides, it is a lot of fun. If there are any Ritz Brothers fans out there, please chime in!

At the time of this writing, The Gorilla is available to stream from Amazon Prime, Tubi, Plex, and PPV on Flix Fling.

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Fanfic request :3

Eli finding a random cat on the side of the road and asking lawrence and fipsy if they can keep it (the can being lancekitty)

*throws stuffies at you so you can relax*

No trigger warnings, just fluff!

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It was raining. Eli was walking home from the playground he was at for the last few hours. It wasn't late, but Lawrence told Eli to come home if it rained so the young boy wouldn't get sick. As Eli walked along the wet road, he saw something in the near distance. It was brown, and soaked...Eli squinted his eyes, and soon realized it was a cat.

He quickly made his way over to it and crouched down, gently picking it up. The cat seemed to be scared, but seeing as Eli appeared nice, it nuzzled him. Eli slipped the cat into his fluff-coated jacket, keeping it warm. He then picked up his pace, now running home so he could get the kitty to safety and dry it off. Once he arrived home, he didn't bother to take off his shoes or jacket. He grabbed a towel from the kitchen, sat down on a random chair and started drying the kitty off.

"Eli, what the fuck..?" ,Malachai muttered as he walked into the kitchen, staring at Eli, who was focused on drying the cat. Once the feline was dry, Eli looked up at Malachai, and said: "I found it on the side of the road" "Oh gosh, it could have some sort of disease!" ,Isaac exclaimed from the living room, to which Eli heard Joshua mutter: "We can bring it to the vet..." "Why would we bring something to the vet that doesn't belong to us!?"

"Can you two please shut up?" ,Malachai asked them in frustration, before turning back to Eli. Eli hugged the cat close, to which it softly started to purr. "I wanna keep it" ,Eli murmured, meowing a little due to happiness of having the cat like him. "Ask Mom and Dad if you can" ,Malachai just told him as he went back to the living room to continue watching TV with Isaac and Joshua. Eli stood up, still hugging the feline, and walked upstairs. He knocked on Lawrence's bedroom door, but got no answer. He then knocked on Fips', but again, no answer. Eli narrowed his eyes, until he then saw Joseph walking out his room.

"Joseph! Where are mom and dad?" "Garden... Playing with Abel" ,Joseph replied as Eli quickly rushed downstairs again, and into the garden. There, Abel, Fips and Lawrence were playing around. When Lawrence saw Eli, she smiled and quickly asked: "Hey Baby, what's up?"

Eli showed Lawrence the kitty, to which she gasped and took it into her arms. "Can I keep it?" "Aw, of course!" ,Lawrence replied immediately, kissing the kitty on the head. "We should call it Lancekitty" ,Fips suddenly piped in, their eyes gazing at the cat as Abel sat by his side.

"Why?"

"because he said so" ,Abel replied, to which Fips chuckled and patted his head, whispering: "Good boy" Lawrence rolled her eyes, but smiled, and muttered; "Alright, Lancekitty it is" Eli cheered, but they all stopped then they heard a voice by the doorframe:

"can we take it to the vet now?"