#just cus of all the links in one nice place

[billskeis]

haii >.<

i wanna start off by saying i love your account smsms !!!

oki so if you could do like bill and the femreader being together for like 3-2 months and she never met the rest of his band, but like today she finally did and she got very close with tom and bill got jealous of it and when they went home it was angrryyyy roughh sexxx!!!😝😝

ᡣ𐭩 bill's gf meets the band (GONE WRONG!)

“do you think they’ll like me??” you ask your boyfriend, nervous, twiddling your thumbs together like an idiot as the two of you wait at the front door of one of his bandmate’s apartment complex.

“of course baby, why wouldn’t they?”

he places a kiss on your cheek, reassuring you.

“i dunno.. intrusive thoughts i guess.”

“nothing to worry about schatzi,”

as the door swings open, you’re met with a man who has long brown hair that reaches shoulder length, he greets the two of you with a welcoming smile.

“hey bill, and hello..”

“y/n,”

“well hello y/n! i’m georg, nice to meet you—now come inside please it’s fucking cold.”

you giggle at georg’s demeanour, what a funny guy you thought. stepping into the small space, you are greeted with two other figures in the living room.

“hey bill! took you long enough.. oh! hi y/n! bill’s told me so much about you, tom.”

“hi—oof! h-hi tom!”

you were met with an immediate pair of arms wrapped around your body as bill’s older brother hugged you. you knew what he looked like in pictures yet it was great to finally see your boyfriend’s family in the flesh.

bill felt himself seethe as he burned gazes into tom’s eyes but all tom did was smirk behind your back as you innocently reciprocate tom’s hug.

as he lets go, a shorter blonde headed boy holds his hand out for you to shake, greeting you with a soft smile.

“hey y/n, it’s nice to finally put a face to the name, i’m gustav.”

“nice to meet you!”

you sit beside tom after shaking hands with gustav and bill shortly follows after you. sandwiched in between the kaulitz twins, georg comes back from the kitchen prior to letting you guys in with shot glasses and a bottle of liquor.

“now, shall we?”

“shit!”

“well y/n, looks like you have to take another shot!” georg exclaimed as he begins to pour the alcoholic drink into your designated shot glass.

“schatzi you don’t have to drink it if you don’t want to,”

bill puts a hand on your thigh and squeezes it gently. a concerned look in his eyes as he looks at you and how tipsy you’ve already gotten.

for the past hour you’ve been playing board games and doing mini challenges in-between involving drinking to spice it up a bit.

georg is shirtless, gustav is about to black out from a food coma after eating two whole pizzas to himself, tom is laughing so hard his dreads are about to fall out of his bandana,

bill is completely sober, in case, of course.

“nono! don’t worry billy i can handle it—”

“lemme take a shot with you y/n,” tom cuts in as he slinks his arm around yours that held the full glass ready to take another one down the hatch.

“see! even tom is willing to do it with me! how sweet of you, tom.”

“of course y/n! anything for you ;)”

“3, 2, 1..!”

the two of you count down as your bodies link together to take the vodka shot simultaneously. a burn travelling down your throat as you cough the sharpness of the alcohol away, high-fiving tom as you both put the glasses down.

“we should go out drinking sometime, you really know how to handle your alcohol,” tom winks at you and you can’t help but smile at how easy it is for you to get along with bill’s bandmates after worrying about it for so long.

“i’d love that!!”

you noticed for the rest of the time, bill was quiet. is he upset? was it something you did? he was looking away into the distance of the hallway until you tapped his shoulder, the rest of the bunch already engaged in whatever challenge came next.

“babe? are you okay?”

“i’m fine. just go back to playing the game. ‘kay?”

“oh, okay!”

as you slouch back into the couch being comforted by bill’s smile, you turn to look back at the current shenanigans that has been going on.

bill’s face completely dropped itself as soon as you turned around. he couldn’t show his girlfriend that he was jealous! not even a glimpse or she wouldn’t let him live it down.

that is until, tom stretched to wrap his arm around your shoulder. obviously you thought nothing of it, you were completely innocent, only thinking of it as part of tom’s nice and welcoming personality. it was simply just him being nice!

bill however, saw red.

how could his girlfriend act like nothing tom is doing isn’t flirting and isn’t also to get under bill’s skin?? where does your loyalty with bill lie?? did you secretly get with bill in hopes to get inside his twin brother’s pants.

you needed to learn a lesson.

“bill, it’s your tu—ah!”

“let’s go.” a yank on your wrist as a stern voice commanded the two of you to leave. without even saying a goodbye, you left the room in silence, shuffling to put your shoes on a hurriedly pace as you look at the three with confusion, them looking the same.

the door slam shut as bill made you exit the apartment first, bill glaring at tom before the two of you left the hangout.

“i told you i’d get under his skin, he’s too easy”

“god damnit tom, bill’s such a priss now i owe gustav $5..”

“give me my money, bitch.”

the car ride home was silent, occasionally it was filled with the heaved sigh coming from your boyfriend next to you.

you were ushered into the space of your home, not even making it past the front door bill forces his lips onto yours with no given explanation.

in between gasps, you try your best in asking your boyfriend yet again what’s wrong.

“bill—bill..! pl—hah—please bill, stop!”

he disconnects his lips from yours as a trail of saliva keeps the two of you, somewhat together. pressing his body closer to yours, he leans his head into yours to nibble on the fold of your ear.

“did i do something wrong..? did i upset you? is that why we left so early?”

he grips onto each of your shoulders very tightly, squeezing the muscle to where it might leave a slight mark on you for a night or two.

“y/n, you’ve been very bad. been disloyal, and i don’t appreciate how close you’ve gotten with my brother tonight.”

“but we just—”

“i didn’t say you could talk back, baby. bedroom. now.”

you bite your lip as you anticipate what’s to come for you in the next following minutes.

your heart races and your breath becomes more ragged with each step you take into the hallway now entering your shared bedroom with your boyfriend.

standing at the foot of your bed, bill closes the door and stands in front of you, putting a hand on your shoulder to push you down onto the bed sitting on it, the plush comforter softening the impact of your fall.

“strip.”

you slip the straps of your dress down each shoulder as you begin to drag the fabric from down your torso off your legs. you toss it to god knows where in the room and sit on the bed looking expectingly up at bill.

“completely, y/n, or do i have to do everything for you? hm?”

as you remove the clasps of your bra, you take off the under garment of that with a slight bounce of your breasts.

bill’s breath hitches as he feels his pants becoming extremely more uncomfortable by the passing second.

“god..”

“b-billy..”

“shut up and finish.”

you flinch at the increase of impact in his voice, hands shaking to pick at the lip of your panties, you slide it down your legs.

having to slightly open them for leverage, bill takes a peak in how your cunt glistens from in between. were you turned on by how aggressive he was acting?

you seemed scared, frightened, but your body betrayed you. truly revealing how you felt.

before you even got to discard of your underwear, bill pounces on you, now laying flush to the bed as he groped your chest harshly, pinching each bud within his fingers as he sucked and nipped at your neck.

“h-hey..! ah!”

“nuh uh, no talking. i’ve let you have too much fun tonight. now’s my turn.”

unlatching from your neck, he fiddles with the zipper of his pants to which he seems to struggle with. shortly following he managed to get it undone and relieved himself of the pressure brought onto his extremely tight choice of clothing.

with a spring, his dick hit his abdomen, almost reaching his belly button. you swallow a lump down your throat almost forgetting how big bill was.

as bill lowered himself, he uses his hand to slap his dick onto your cunt, rubbing his tip in circles on your clit causing you to whine.

“so needy..”

a swift motion leads bill to thrust himself into you, unable to comprehend when he even aligned himself to your entrance and without warning.

he pistons his hips inside and out of your pussy without fail. where did he get all this energy from?

propping yourself onto your elbows for leverage, bill loves watching you struggle to take him as he fucks himself into you, cunt soon becoming sloppy as tears well up in your eyes.

“nngh.. fuck..”

“whores don’t get to speak.”

stomach concave as bill presses his hand onto your lower abdomen, as he uses his opposite hand to cover your mouth, bodies now totally connected as he uses your own body to hold himself up as he never stills his thrusts.

you cannot help but moan under his hands, a possible formation of condensation or drool coming from your mouth. either way, the palm of bill’s hand wet from the occasional heated gasps and winces escaping your mouth.

“mmf..hmmmph..”

“that’s right, just take it, take it like a good girl ja? the least you can do f’me right y/n..?”

with every graze and bump bill’s tip hitting your sweet spot so good, walls clenching around him bill cannot help but let out a wanton moan.

“ugh, you tighten around me so well.. takin’ it like a real champ, too bad you’ve done wrong by me y/n,”

“go—ahhh—gonna cum, bill..”

“hold it. fucking hold it in y/n.”

the pressure becomes unbearable as bill doesn’t stop his hips. a hold on you so tight, he uses both his arms to engulf your head to make it easier as he fucks you ruthless and dirty.

eliciting noise out of him, bill cannot help moan like a bitch in heat seeming to feel better than you are. clearly, with having to hold your orgasm in.

you are being used, and it’s all your fault.

“f-fuck! coming, i’m gonna—”

bill doesn’t even get to finish his sentence as cum paints the insides of your walls. fucking his seed into you, bill’s tip hits the entrance of your cervix leaving you to squeal and come all around his cock, a ring of cream left on his length as your bodies bind together.

riding out the high, the two of you breath deeply onto one another as you attempt to catch a breath. bill slides his length out of you, leaving you to whimper at the feeling of emptiness as he plops his body next to you.

looking at your boyfriend, his cheeks are flushed and his mouth agape to take in more air he lost during fucking you.

furrowing your eyebrows, all bill can do is smile sheeply at you as if he didn’t just fuck the shit out of you because he was jealous of his twin brother.

leaning in to place a kiss on your cheek, he still lay beside you as you scoff at how he can change his emotions so easily.

“now, d’ya mind telling me what that was all about bill?”

“i have no idea what you’re talking about.”

a/n : i can’t lie i might stop writing fics, for like, ever LOL.. we will see i have some reqs in my inbox ��

[cyborg-franky]

One Piece Characters In The Rain..

Modern AU Just some headcanons I wanted to do cus I love OP and I love rain <3 watching it getting stuck in it, hearing it, all perfect.

SFW - GN Reader UNDERCUT - Thatch, Law, Kid, Corazon

Ace

Ace took you out for boba, you're walking down the street sipping your drink and listening to Ace talk about his crazy housemates and his brothers, never a dull moment.

It starts to rain, and you both feel a cold drop on your faces, looking up at the same time and squinting at the darkening sky.

“Aw shit..” Ace sighs and quickly takes off his leather jacket and drapes it on you as you both start to hurry.

You’d ideally find a store or food place to jump into but everything is closing up for the night.

He sees a shut shop doorway with an overhang that would stop the rain, he pulls you into it, against his body as he pulls the jacket around you.

You smile and look up at him, seeing drops running down his bangs, you brush them behind his ears, just to have them fall back again.

“Might be here a minute huh?” Ace said and kept you close to him, your back against his chest as you watched the rain pouring down, splashing on the pavement as his arms snaked around your waist, feeling his chin on your shoulder.

“This is nice though..” You sigh.

Marco

Marco loves the rain, he enjoys sitting at his desk, closing his eyes, and listening to the rain. Even better if he has coffee at his side. 

So when you are walking down the street, he can smell it in the air, feel how dense the air is, and know it’s about to rain. 

“Want to get a coffee?” He asks with a smile and you nodded, happy to sit down in a cute cafe with your boyfriend.

He would get you both a drink and a cake, he’d try and get a table next to the window. 

You blink as it starts to rain, seeing big fat drops hitting the glass and running down. You are glad you are in a nice cozy cafe as it really starts to come down.

Marco comes over with the tray of treats, setting down the cups, and the plates and leaning over to kiss your forehead before he sits across from you.

You and Marco sit there, cups in your hand, warming your palms as the world passes outside the window. You watch people rush past, happy you and Marco are nice and warm.

“Did you bring a book?” He asks and you nod, him grinning and pulling his out. 

If you're not into books, you brought something else to keep yourself busy.

You sit there, conversing with one another, he reads his book, hand holding yours as he did so.

Thatch

Having just come out of a nice restaurant, both laughing at something he said as you step out onto the pavement.

That was when it started to rain, you felt a cold shock as a drop went down the back of your clothes and you let out a squeal, one that made Thatch chuckle as he linked arms with you.

“I don’t know why your laughing, what about all the stuff you put in your hair?” You said with a snort and saw the fear briefly flash across his face as he realises you were right.

He pulls you back into the doorway of the restaurant and brings you closer to him.

“Did you bring an umbrella?” Thatch asks and you check your bag for your small foldable one and sigh, shaking your head.

“There’s a taxi bay around the corner, want to make a run for it and hope for the best?” You peer out the door and watch it chucking down but shrug. “Let’s do it.”

Both of you run down the sidewalk, splashing in the puddles by accident, trying to guard his hair with his jacket as you make the manic dash to a taxi. Getting in and laughing at the sudden rush, and you burst into a fit of giggles when you see his deflated hair.

“Hahaha, very funny.” Thatch brushes back long hair and rolls his eyes, always smiling though.

Kid

Having sat at the bar for a few drinks you tell your boyfriend you want to retire for the night, go home and listen to music together or watch a movie and he seems game, the band he’d come to see live had finished paying anyway.

“Fuckin’ hell.” He hissed when he opens the door and sees the narrow ally way drenched with rain water, little streams running along the lines between the cobblestone street.

“Oh, that’s not fun.” You mumble and think how what you are both wearing isn’t really wet weather ready.

“Relax, I got this babe.” Kid looks around and see’s a coat stand, hung on one of the pegs is a large umbrella which he grabs and you side-eye him.

“Wanna be a drowned rat or not?” He asks and you roll your eyes but sigh, you guess he’s right “Just bring it back next time right?” He nods.

You both step out into the street and he puts the umbrella up, putting an arm around you to keep you close to him as he does so.

You aren’t the biggest fan of Kid’s method but you have to admit feeling his strong arm around you as he leads you down the ally is nice, and hearing the pitter-patter on the umbrella as you do so was soothing.

“Thanks,” You said softly and he just grins.

Law

Sitting in a library together, a fancy one with nice seats and books older than you. Sitting with hot drinks in big chairs and enjoying time together but also being relaxed.

He sighed and closed his book, you looked up at him and saw him adjusting, standing, and stretching out the kinks in his body from sitting for so long.

“We should get going, they close in ten minutes,” He said and watched as you started to pack up too.

Grabbing the books you both want to borrow for the weekend, stuffing them in your bag as you walk to the entrance, feeling a cold rush of air on your face you see the wet weather, how it’s pouring down.

Law grumbles and takes off his coat, setting it on your shoulders, and gripping you when you try to protest, the words never form as he also tries to get under the coat with you. Both bundled up and looking frankly, ridiculous in the process.

“Is this going to work?” You say with a chuckle and he shrugs, keeping you close to his body.

Out into the street, you dash awkwardly, rushing to where Law parked his car, keeping you covered more than himself.

He even leaves the safety of the coat to open your car door, making sure you are safe, warm, and dry, with no regard for himself as he goes around the other side.

Getting soaked in the process.

“I’m fine,” He says when he feels your eyes on him.

“Thank you Law,” You said softly and he shrugs it off, pink-tinged across his cheeks.

Corazon/Rosinante

Sitting on the blanket you frowned at the sky, the picnic you were currently having with your partner seemed like it was about to get ruined.

“Hey, the clouds might pass right?” Rosi said with a beaming smile, bright optimism shining there. You smiled back and leaned against him. “Yeah, your probably right.” You said with a hum but that was when a cold wet drop hit your nose and you went cross-eyed staring at it.

More started to follow and you both let out a shocked cry. You and Rosi are a mess of hands and grabbing, a mad scramble to pack up everything. Lids being haphazardly closed, things wrapped up in a chaotic fashion as the blanket was grabbed, badly folded in Rosi’s desperate attempt to save everything.

He pulled out the umbrella he’d brought just in case and the wind took it, folding it in on itself. You looked around as your hair blew wildly around you, the rain coming down harder.wildly

“Look!” He pointed, and there was an empty bandstand, painted white and green, the roof sturdy.

You both rushed over, almost slipping on the wet grass before making it.

Sighing, a little disappointed he came up behind you, kissing youe neck. “Hey it’s dry here and well, we have one broken umbrella.. Want to just have our picnic here instead?” He offered, another smile and you nodded.

He saved the day, as usual.

[losrtphu]

LUNA SEA B-PASS 1996 21 Q&A [TRANS]

PART 1

link to original scan

Link to part 2

QUESTION & ANSWERS

A QUESTIONNAIRE THAT GETS YOU KNOWLEDGEABLE ABOUT THE CURRENT LUNA SEA MEMBERS IN PUBLIC AND PRIVATE, 21 QUESTIONS TO THE 5 MEMBERS

What is sports do you guys like?

RYUICHI: Surfing,boxing and tennis. I'm the type who has to play the sport themselves or they wont be satisfied.

SUGIZO: Boxing, ah but I'd like to try scuba-diving or sky diving!

INORAN: If it's just watching sports then i like them all

J: Soccer. watching the Olympics (laughs)

SHINYA: i like watching people play sports, because you can feel that person's determination and passion while watching

What is your favorite time of the day?

RYUICHI: Right before falling asleep.

SUGIZO: At night. my body gets a surge of energy, even the rough nights, the lonely quiet nights, everything starts at night.

INORAN: Dusk.

J: It has nothing to do with the time of the day, but whenever I'm in my bed i feel happy

SHINYA: Morning, when I've just woken up. It's rough, but i enjoy thinking about what to do for the day.

what's your favorite brand of alcohol/cigarettes and how much do you drink/smoke?

RYUICHI: I don't smoke. as for wine i drink white Italian wine or white German wine. for whisky i enjoy 12 year old Canadian club whiskey.

SUGIZO: for cigarettes, JPS. my recent favorite is a vodka base cocktail, or like a vodka martini.

INORAN: about 3 boxes of Kent milds. for alcohol as long as it's good Japanese sake I'm fine. how much i drink/smoke depends on the time and place (laughs)

J: 3 boxes of caster milds. for alcohol, lots of beer, vodka, wine, honestly anything (laughs)

SHINYA: i smoke Rothmans. i don't know about alcohol but i drink watered down whiskey a lot.

name a movie that moved you.

RYUICHI: I think I've been moving away from watching movies...

SUGIZO: This year i would say "STRANGE DAYS" but my all time favorite is probably the 007 series or "BLADE RUNNER". and also "GODFATHER"

INORAN: Hmm i haven't watched many recently. but i want to watch "LISBON STORY" and "HEAT".

J: I haven't watched any recently but "RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT" was really heartwarming, i liked it.

SHINYA: I haven't had time to watch movies. i have a sets of laser discs but i haven't watched a single one of them.

What's your ultimate dream woman?

RYUICHI: A girl who seems normal at first but when she talks she seems a bit stand offish, but a they still have a childish part about them.

SUGIZO: Vanessa Paradis or Sophie Marceau. oh! and Carole Bouquet, for some reason they're all french..

INORAN: I don't have an ideal and I don't really care about appearance, I just want someone who can sympathize/empathize(TN: honestly not sure if the difference matters here lol) with me

J: i think that someone who is put together/independent and is actively trying to fulfill their goal is wonderful.

SHINYA: I admire the idea of being a women. because emotionally speaking it's something i could never be, so i want to know more about them.

Do you guys have any pets, and if not what pet would u like to raise?

RYUICHI: I've started raising 2 dogs, one's a Pomeranian and the other one's a miniature sheep dog.

SUGIZO: Turtles. They're a something-something akamimi turtle (red ear slider) or something like that, they're really cute! by the way they're names are Mickey and Malorie ((TN: he named them based off the two main characters in the movie "natural born killers"))

INORAN: 2 cats. there's a lot of animals that id like to have as pets though, like a dog or a fish... oh yeah, a wolf.

J: I'd want to have a dog as a pet but having an owl as a pet also sounds nice cus they're awake at the same time i am (laughs) letting them sit on my shoulder and then going for walks (laughs)

SHINYA: i have a hamster. if i were to have a pet in the future probably a big fluffy dog, like a golden retriever.

name some items that are near the entrance of your house.

RYUICHI: The first thing you see when you walk in my house is probably the lights, but i do have a stone statue placed there as well.

SUGIZO: I have an art piece that my friend made.

INORAN: i have a lot of stuff, like pictures, framed art, lamps etc

J: I don't have a lot of decorations in my house. ah! but i do have a bass that was made the year i was born laying around.

SHINYA: Mine's filled with car goods, like the emblems of mini-cars or jaguars etc

at 9pm, yesterday, what were you doing?

RYUICHI: I was driving, on my way to go eat.

SUGIZO: starting to check the photos we'd took in the studio (this is after the shooting had ended, this interview was done in a Denny's at 7 in the morning)

INORAN: met with friends and drank

J: I think i was holding a phone?while napping

SHINYA: I was sleeping at home. i was tired after recording something for TV and got home and just finished watching downtown "GOTTSU "A" KANJI" (laughs)

[mud-muffin]

Im sorry but NOTHING beats reading tags under your art on Tumblr😤😤😤

There is simply ISN'T a more furfilling way to enjoy your own art and the interactions it creates, between you as an artist and the viewers. Than reading the weird comments, stories and theories people leave under art and fanart on this website. It is simply *cheffs kiss* an outstanding experience!💗

I feel like i actually get to interact so much more with my audience through looking through the tags than replying to a few comments saying they love my art, don't get me wrong, I LOVE getting praise and patted on my back for my hard work. but replying "Thanks" 30 ways can get so tiring. In the tags no one EXPECTS the artist to reply which is so freeing, cus i read EVERY comment TRUST ME, but its nice that you dont HAVE to reply to all of them💗

I'm guessing its because it's so unformal? writing stuff in the tags rather than leaving actually public comments(Like on other art spaces such as Twitter and Insta) can be slightly more intimidating while writing in the tags are more casual?

But seriously! People either leave their messages for the artist themselves or for their own followers, which creates something new, engaging and Fun! The tags are never just: "great art" or "well done" its more like: "#THIS IS ME AND MY BEST FRIEND WHEN WE GOT HIGH ON PAINKILLERS IN 9TH GRADE AND ROLLARSKATED INTO THE FOUNTAIN IN THE PARK AND GOT CHASED BY A HOMELESS MANS RAPID DOG, #THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME REMEMBER" or "#THIS MADE ME CRY ON MY KITCHEN FLOOR FOR 10 MINUTES STRAIGHT" and then they leave 😅

OR(x2) they write out half a fanfic of the fanart in the tags bringing all the weirdest or cutest headcanons to life and maybe later they will reblog with a link to their AO3 with the full novel. 😂

This place is insane for artist interaction and validation

Thanks Tumblr keep it up!

[muninnhuginn]

Season Two Link Click Thoughts

I've put this below a cut because it gets long, but these are just my assorted thoughts on s2 in general. It's going to be waaaay more opinions than my usual speculationy kinda deal and contains spoilers for all of season two.

I hit character limit on my bullet points so I think that's my cue to leave it at that even though I have more thoughts honestly. I didn't even know that was a thing.

Pacing. I think pretty much everyone can agree that the pacing was... dubious. This series could have easily been shorter or had different meaningful content rather than repeated footage reuse for flashing back and overly extended fight scenes (episode 7? I think it was, was particularly egregious about this). I get there's presumably a fanbase for fight scenes and I won't contest that they were really nicely choreographed, but sometimes it felt like you'd take a break from actual events to spend ten minutes on a fight scene that didn't really... further anything else? I do enjoy recontextualisation and I recognise that that does require reusing some aspects of footage rather than entirely reanimating scenes when there's no need to, but at the same time, this is a series that is lowkey set up for binging. Flashing back so frequently when it's a series specifically engineered to make you binge it (hi constant cliffhangers) seems an odd recipe. I almost wonder how much of this was for production reasons, though maybe I'm overreaching here.

Linked to this is the overuse of cliffhangers. Season 1 had some cliffhangers, yeah, but it at least had breaks between arcs and more importantly, didn't repeatedly move the chronology of scenes purely to service an artificial cliffhanger.

Art and animation was mostly very nice. There were two episodes that did suffer art-wise (episodes three and eleven) with various off-model faces, but for the most part it was all pretty solid and I don't have any complaints about the animation. My favourite part of the art is still the almost rainbow outlines you get around objects. It made scenes like the Lu Guang speedboat one look gorgeous with the lights and colour on the water.

Mystery. Okay, so for all my qualms I genuinely think the mystery aspects were almost perfect. There were a couple of places I feel they somewhat 'cheated' but otherwise (the twin with the photo in the hospital doorway looking like tianxi in a close up shot. and then cxs/wj acting possessed in ep 6 but having their eyes appear normal at first and only having them changed the next episode. I'm fine with false negatives on the eyes when the audience isn't yet cued in on a possession, but in this case it looked like they were possessed up until the eyes showed otherwise)? Everything made total sense and tied together by the end. Even going into episode 12 we had a couple of gaps in scenes in Chen Bin and Liu Lan's death that I think it would be incredibly easy to overlook considering we "knew" what happened in them, but the hints were there in both cases that there was more to it and those hints paid off. Even Liu Xiao's identity worked just fine without the hat guy visual. All the hints were there about a younger favoured brother of the Liu family, Li Tianchen's new friend being a rich "Master Liu", him being abroad studying but stated as "soon to return" (which he then did). There are so many threads and they all tied together by the end such that even if I didn't always agree with the delivery, I do think this season is worthy of being called an excellent mystery.

Characters. So, okay, we introduced a whole host of new characters this time which was a choice. This sorta worked sorta didn't. The arcs of Qian Jin and the twins all tied together thematically and episode 9 was pretty explicit drawing the parallels together. However, we had characters like Qiao Ling not getting much new material at all despite a hopeful start with her scene about "wanting to be trusted".

Unfortunate implications (my head automatically goes to TV Tropes with this :V). Mainly surrounding the use of female characters as devices to propel the male characters. LTX is the most obvious instance (I shouldn't have to explain why), but Wang Juan was also treated as though she would be important and then largely shunted off to apply more pressure to XL; Liu Min's mum taking the hysterical role. On their own they may not be too bad, but I guess it's that it's combined with the stuff around Emma from s1 where the big 'twist' in the finale is killing her once there's a hope spot, and also added to how the mother in the Doudou episode is the one who's reverted to a younger age, whilst the dad is exhausted. Just a whole load of stuff that individually on their own don't necessarily mean anything but when put together forms a pattern I'm not super comfortable with? I do get the impression that show is well-meaning in terms of this stuff (QJ and LF especially point that way) but feel like it still fell down in a few places and could have done better with these aspects.

Lu Guang going back to save CXS confirmed. Admittedly I am incredibly biased to this type of plot, but I'm so glad they confirmed it. We haven't been given many specifics around when he went back from/to and I imagine we'll get more next season so I'm holding off judgement on all that for now (the paradox implications have me a bit worried but until we know more about the mechanics I can't judge). That said, I really liked the scene where it was comfirmed (the darkened shot of Lu Guang covered in blood my beloved) and am thinking that Qiao Ling having knowledge of Lu Guang's memories will mean she has to play a bigger role next season. There's no point in giving her that knowledge if it won't go somewhere. Relatedly, it seems like dying does pass on the powers and that's how we got LTX->QL and CXS->LG. It doesn't seem like Qiao Ling fully realises though if she has got Tianxi's powers (and it's been two months), but I suppose it's not exactly something you *would* realise if you didn't know what you were looking for or had previous experience with these powers.

I do genuinely think that this season was a case where the new characters were written around the existing ideas of the story and the themes which means they're interesting to analyse but I didn't feel like moments hit anywhere near as emotionally as season one? I think the parts where season two was able to approach season one's level of emotion were mainly around the twin's backstories. Meanwhile Qian Jin and Xiao Li's whole deal is interesting in theory but in practice I didn't have much reason to care for Xiao Li. Suffering to make the audience empathise only really "works" if there's more beyond that.

Lu Guang-Li Tianchen parallels make me sad. There are plenty of similarities in how they treat CXS and LTX respectively but I keep thinking of how their final choice in s2 is to either commit to preserving the past (Lu Guang with CXS) or to let go of the past (Li Tianchen with LTX and his mum). And how typically, clinging to the past is seen as a bad thing and letting it go a good thing. But in this case it's almost the opposite? I'm not saying it's healthy for Lu Guang to deny Cheng Xiaoshi's death, but I do think the story will eventually align behind him on this choice. And I think that Li Tianchen leaving the past behind in this case is more about trying to forget his trauma and in the process just digging himself deeper, deliberately choosing to forget the very person he fought to protect.

General s3 spec (keeping it brief). Li Tianchen confirmed that he obtained Liu Min's phone for Liu Xiao and it has info on it Liu Xiao needs but we still don't know what's on it beyond Qian Jin's comment about "family secrets". In terms of Liu Xiao himself, he didn't get much airtime but what he did have he made count. He mentioned about wanting to make "uncertainties into certainties" and the idea that there are "parallel lines". This pretty much sets him up against Lu Guang in terms of aim and seems to suggest our understanding of time travel mechanics is about to get a serious update next season. Also, the new "paranormal section of the police force" seems incredibly pointed. I don't really want it to get a huge focus honestly but with the way the scope has widened each season I don't think I'll get my wish.

[tortilla-of-courage]

I'm curious about your first impression of eow! I'm still wondering whether I should get the game cus of the price

im having a LOT of fun with it ngl!! more than I expected

like. okay gonna try to be as spoilerless as possible here. for context im up to just after the first temple/first heart container (in hindsight this got too long so im putting it under a read more oopsie)

the story and lore we've got going on so far is REALLY interesting and im actually fascinated by all the Implications™ they've dropped on how things work in this iteration of Hyrule. im dying to go talking to every npc i can get my very itty bitty tiny zelda hands on

gameplay wise im having a lot of fun too! i was a bit worried when the game was announced that id get bored of relying mostly on echoes to attack enemies, or that things would be too easy, but the way the game limits how many echoes you can use at a time makes it so you can't spam powerful echoes, and so you need to strategize a bit before running off placing echoes across a chasm (learned this the hard way. oopsie)

zelda (series) is usually very high in puzzle-ness already, but i feel like this game truly makes it feel like everything you use becomes a puzzle. you want that chest in a cliff? there's a bunch of boxes you cant move on their own down an optional but very tantalizing path? you ran into an enemy that may be a bit too much for your current echoes but you REALLY want that thing? if you can use your echoes accordingly with the environment you can usually get it without much issue

so far i haven't ran into anything that was inaccessible to my current level/abilities. as long as you place your things accordingly.....

i think if puzzles aren't much your thing you Could get frustrated with it at points, but i find most of the main path ones arent too hard to solve but. again. im only past the first dungeon so who knows how things may change

also the characters I've met so far are very charming and have made me laugh a lot; even the NPCs have unique designs from what ive noticed. and i think getting to see the way Link interacted with the world before we got there from the other npcs is SO cool and gives him a lot of personality. also id die for this iteration of Impa. lovely woman

OH AND TRI oh god i love tri. i was sooo worried tri would come off as Just Another Fairy Thing but so far i adore tri. they (i have no clue if they've got pronouns spanish has Not been clear with it lmao) feel like a nice mix fi and navi, kind of in a middle ground. closer to Ciela from ph's personality maybe? but they have that calmness and matter-of-fact attitude like Fi sometimes. i wish they let you talk to them outside story bits to know them more

i bought it right before it was released last night for $1200 mexican pesos which was about $60 USD, which isnt too bad considering most games go for $1500 MXN/$75ish USD nowadays. but if you wanna wait til it's a bit cheaper that could be a good idea, though i do think this game is worth every penny so far.

like i saw some people say before, this feels like they're taking some of the new things they added in BOTW/TOTK (i.e. general menu formats (but nicer), open world-ish, some abilities, etc) and adapting them to Classic Zelda games, giving the good old 2D zelda style a breath (lol) of fresh air

tldr: so far im really happy with it!!! i played until 3 am last night and i just woke up and plan to play more! Very puzzle oriented but we all knew it coming into it, boss encounter i had was interesting to fight in this new style, and the map is actually very sizable for a 2d zelda from what ive noticed. 100% recommended will report more once i get further in

[omies-odd-writing-spot]

BFDG 01

Big Fu**ing Demi God

[Ao3] [FFnet] full chapter in links.

It was the fresh air of everything that drew his attention from the heavy fog his mind had been stuck in. It smelled… clear.

Faintly of the stone and metal of his all too familiar sarcophagus. Yet oddly not as strong? He could smell his own blood, and… water.

He missed water, clean water was such a rare thing outside of… inside of the realm he was in. He tried to stir, catching a different scent, but the sigils carved into his palms and on the heels of his feet burned. Trying to send his partly awakening mind back to sleep.

…nothing happened though.

Sure, the sigils still burned and he could catch the scent of his own blood, but he was slowly becoming more aware. He could… move.

Not a lot but he could flex his fingers tiny bits at a time, and could actually feel the bands of hell forged metal. Not nearly as much as he expected there to be, mostly at his joints. Wrists, neck, ankles and hips, wider solid bands on his knees, elbows… where was the cage over his ribs? He remembered waking up a few times on the sarcophagus. Remembered the times waking up to new layers of physical bonds each time his will burned through the hell magic ones.

Something snapped and he grunted before the pressure on his neck vanished. It was so suddenly quiet, and that was what cued him into there was actually sound. Not the background humming of memories trying to fill the void from inside the sarcophagus. It was a machinery sound that was very different from what he was used to. A quiet humming instead of heavy clunking and grinding.

Or party living living souls mixed in-

Something that was soft touched his right shoulder and he did not move. Just listening to the background sounds as one of the sigils on his left foot 'broke' as his natural healing abilities were finally allowed to kick in some more. He was aware of hazy images of souls… living souls?

Not ghosts being offered by the demons?

The soft hand nudged at his shoulder, as if testing but he did not move. He had finally realized that someone was removing the blindings on his body. They were not demons or hell native either.

Was it a splinter Argenta group? The hand felt… small, almost tiny to him.

It did not smell like he was on an Argenta controlled world.

He faintly caught a new scent. Just barely there and it stirred an oddly… nice half memory. Before his rule on Sentinel Prime, before waking up on Argent D'nur…

Before hell.

He finally placed the nearby scent that was alive as those soft hands hesitantly touched his neck. He was not sure why someone so young, judging by how small the fingers were. Why send a child? This little one was able to pull at the broken chunk of metal off his neck.

He was well able to control the speed of his pulse to stay steady as the small hands felt around his neck. Yet he risked taking a slow, deep breath to take in the scents around him.

He caught the fear scent, alike but not the same to Argenta strangely. He could smell…the lack of rotting blood. It was clean here. There were only two…three others in the room beside himself. He could smell their unspilled blood, sweat and skin. A lot of information that he could not readily sort out as well thanks to the fog in his head from the bonds still attached.

Letting out his breath in a slow sigh, before any concerning time could pass, he even had his heartbeat slow just a little more.

If the hell forged and magic enhanced bonds were being slowly removed, he was not going to discourage who was doing it.

Surprisingly it was a bit harder to not smile at feeling the human trying to wedge off the rest of the bond on his neck.

Human.

He could smell humans again, could sense their souls.

[frogandbird]

turbol writing prompties???

-fears 😟😖😣 -turrl tots 🐢🐢🐢🐢 -birthdayys!!!!! 🎂🎁🥳🎉🎈 -practice ⚔️🤺🥷 -rat dad 🐀🧀

have fun!!!!! (≧▽≦)

ok hi! you are one of my favorite people now please know this! i am working on doing all five of these, but i can only answer this once so your getting the one im already done. ill link things as they finish + a03 posts.

Tumbler: [Fears], [Turtle Tots], [Birthdays!], [You are here!], [Rat Dad]

A03: [Fears], [Turtle Tots], [Birthdays!], [Practice], [Rat Dad]

Practice - Rise/2018 - 1K

Leo sat entirely amused by his older brother's antics. The stepping turtle was walking around the dojo, switching weapons from normal racks to the other brothers' spots.

Raph roamed around as Leo spoke “Is this another one of your training ideas?” He asked

Raph snorted, “It’s not dumb.”

Leo raised an eyeridge. “What the hell are we doing then?”

“Language. And we are swapping weapons today.” Raph pulled Donnies bō from the rack, putting his own tonfā in its place.

Leo leaned back on the beanbag, still watching.

“So a disaster, got it.”

“We gotta be ready in case something happens Leon.” Raph turned, face all serious. “Shredder is still out there-“

Leo waved one hand. “Not really bro, he's done and dealt with.”

Raph raised an eyeridge, but sighed. “If you think so. Still, it's better to be ready then not.”

Leo groaned, missing the grin that came over Raphs face.

“So ya don't want to see what happens when I give donnie two blunt weapons instead of one?”

Leo bolted up, his own grin spreading on his face. “Oh that I want to see.”

Raph laughed as Donnie and Mikey came into the dojo, both giving him confused looks.

Leo waved them off, pushing himself out of the beanbag. He grinned as he grabbed Mikey's kusari-fundo, spinning it around.

Mikey squacked, but Raph put an arm out before the box could lunge at him.

“We're doing a thing today big man.” Raph snorted as Mikey glared at him. “Will you cheer up if I give you something sharp?”

“Wait, that’s mine!” Leo yelped as Mikey scrambled over Raphs arm, grabbing Leo's sword off the wall.

"There mine now fucko!” Mikey grinned, leaning on the sword the same as Leo often did.

“Language.” Raph and Donnie spoke at the same time, though neither had any heat to it. Both Mikey and Leo rolled their eyes.

Donnie took the tonfā, then looked back at Raph. “You just switched our weapons.”

Raph shrugged. “yep.”

“Why.”

“‘Cus.”

“Groan.”

— — —

Leo stood opposite Mikey, kusari-fundo in hand. He grinned, moving to mimicking one of Mikey's lower stances. He held the longer part in one hand, chain wrapped around his other wrist.

Mikey stood, ohidi in hand. He had a wider stance, sword held up in the same pose Leo often took. Mikey was grinning, head tilted down, spots glowing slightly.

“Alright you two,” Raph called out, pausing to make sure he had their attention. “No nimpo, normal training rules apply. play nice now.”

Mikey giggled as Leo nodded. Leo was only slightly nervous about putting a blade in Mikey’s hands, but oh well. It was too late now.

Raph held up one hand. “Three.”

Raph folded down his thumb as the pair turned to face each other. “Two.”

Raph folded another finger down. “One.”

Raph dropped his hand. “Go!”

Leo jumped back as Mikey lunged forward, a mad cackle escaping them.

Leo laughed as he held up the chain to block the sword as it came down the first time. the little shit had gone straight for his head.

Leo de-tangled his hand, flinging it forward to wrap around his sword as Mikey tried to jump back.

Mikey, of course, got away faster than Leo could act. Mikey grinned, still giggling like the little demon he was.

Leo rolled his eyes, flinging the chain forward. It stopped short of mikey.

They both paused. Leo could feel one eye twitch. Mikey snorted after a moment.

“Dude, that was so bad.” Mikey looked ready to explode with laughter.

“Shut up.” Leo groaned, grabbing the chain and coiling it back up.

“Wanna try again?” Mikey teased, still giggling.

Leo rolled his eyes, attempting Mikey's move once again.

This time he caught the blade. He grinned. Mikey groaned.

Leo laughed as he yanked Mikey forward.

Mikey smiled, letting go of the blade.

Leo yelped. He dropped Mikey’s kusari-fundo as he jumped back, not wanting to get cut by his own blade <i>again</i>.

Raph just sighed as Donnie let out a small laugh.

Leo turned to raph. "Hey, I got Dee to laugh.” He grinned.

Raph had an amused look on his face, no matter the shake of the head and the flick of the tail Leo got.

“Yeah sure.” Raph waved them forward, not able to hide his laugh.

Leo and Mikey shared a grin, grabbing their respective weapons and running over to stand next to Donnie and Raph.

Raph gave Leo a pat on the shoulder as they traded spots, bō in his other hand. Donnie's wooden bō was in the lab, the snapper not daring to train with the metal one lest he face Donnies wrath.

Donnie and Raph stood opposite, both standing straight. Donnie moved to bow, Raph following suit not half a second later.

Leo rolled his eyes, raising one hand to mimic what Raph had done just a few minutes before.

The older pair didn’t seem to need it, Raph lunging forward with bō ready to strike.

Donnie brought his hands up after a second hesitation, absorbing what little of the blow they hadn't been able to avoid.

Raph stepped back, raising the bō. He shook his head, dropping it back into a more neutral stance.

Donnie took this chance to lunge forward, fist raised to try and pounce Raph in the chest.

Raph stepped to the side, grabbing Donnies hand and pushing him aside.

Donnie spun as he landed, the other fist managing to make contact into Raph’s shoulder.

Raph grunted, bringing the bō down to bonk Donnie on the head.

Donnie stepped back, hissing.

Raph snorted, moving back to prepare for another strike.

Donnie leapt forward, managing to land another blow on raph.

Raph related by tripping the soft shell, bō coming down, stopping just at Donnie's throat.

Raph grinned, Donnie sighing.

Raph offered a hand, pulling Donnie up in one movement.

Mikey leaned over to Leo, mumbling. “Now I feel bad for messing around.”

Leo shrugged. “Yeah, but they train more.”

Mikey nodded as Raph congratulated donnie. “That’s true.”

Leo shrugged. “wanna go again?”

Mikey giggled. “Sure!”

[bluewings55]

So everyone in the Winx fandom, doesn't matter where you are most active knows the drama about.... yeah basically everything.

So I kinda wanna throw my opinion out there cus I don't want to let you wait for me to post the Mythix designs

I'm not going to cover every problem there is (cus there's a lot) and just straight talk about the main things:

The characters and how Nick changed them

Everyone probably knows about the things going on (especially TikTok) when it comes to hating specific characters, especially Bloom.

Now, I'm going to be as neutral as possible here. No hate towards everyone or the characters.

I understand that people dislike a specific character.

And I agree.

Partially

Let's take Bloom:

I really like Bloom, especially her younger self. But in the newer seasons, she gets even more attention, she takes the unnecessary spotlight, makes things about her and things are about her even if she's not/barely related to it.

Yes, I understand: she's the main character.

But what about, for example, season 5?

In my opinion, it should have been about Aisha. It was her home planet, her family and her people in danger.

But the creators HAD to drag in Daphne so that Bloom was in focus. And let Bloom defeat Tritannus since she is the main character.

She has no ties with him, so why let her get the final punch and not Aisha?

And Bloom. Really? Crying cus your shit Boyfriend didn't LOOK at you? Aisha's Boyfriend went into a coma/died and you are complaining about attention?!

This is not the Bloom I know!

In earlier seasons it made sense that Bloom was the main focus. But the creators didn't only focus on her, they equally devided the attention on all the Winx:

Musa's struggle with Riven, Musa's passion for Music and the loss of her mother, Flora and Mirta, Flora's building up confidence for Helia, Stella, her Father and the chaos in Solaria, Aisha's Trauma and trying to save Andros, Tecna and her feelings for Timmy, Tecna in the omega dimensions etc etc.

It was so much better and more interesting in earlier seasons since you get to know other characters more, and it felt like all of them were important, with a bigger focus on Bloom.

And that was completely fine!

But it's not just Bloom that changed: everyone was being downgraded by Nickelodeon so that she gets the Spotlight, and that just made the show loose it's unique style.

In the dubs (even in earlier seasons) everyone only talks about Bloom, not 'The Winx'.

In season 1 or 2 (I can't remember), some place got attacked and what did the people yell?

"where is Bloom?!"

In Season 4 where the pets get transformed by the Wizards, what did Stella say?

"Hit it bloom!"

In the second movie when the fairies fought the Trix, what did Tecna say?

"we would have defeated them faster if Bloom was here!"

....

That's not necessary.

Nick made them all look fucking incompetent if Bloom wasn't around.

And that's not true.

Sure they aren't as strong as her, obviously, but that doesn't mean they are weak.

But nope, Nick didn't like that and changed it, giving characters maybe 1 episode where they seem important and the rest is about Bloom.

Well not on my watch.

Now, something I want to do for my Sona au is quite related to this:

Since it's my Sona au (and I'm probably going to sound a little as a hypocrite here), I want my Sona to be in the Spotlight here.

But i'm not going to get rid of characters or make them incompetent and seem weak.

Unrelated to their powers or history: they all deserve attention, love, power AND A BACKSTORY nudge nudge wink wink to Flora and Tecna

I want them all to be back to their younger self, the ones we all fell in love with. The strong powerful inspiring girls and in edition my Sona.

I'm going into detail what exactly is going to change, but rest assured: your characters will be loved and cherished equally.

Imma try and organize everything a little as well, making links to the separate Winx Sona AU chapters, Transformations and changes.

Have a nice day!

[formulatrash]

hi hazel! i hope you’re well. i totally understand if you don’t want to answer this since i’m sure you get a lot of Working In Motorsports questions. but basically i read your post about breaking into the industry and how you should never work for free…unfortunately i’m not that smart and do, in fact, Work For Free. i’m at the point now where getting paid would be quite nice actually, so i was wondering what your advice would be on taking the next step? tl;dr experience under my belt but seeking a paid role. where do you think are the best places to look? thank you! <33

hello,

honestly, understandable, it happens to a lot of people. god knows I have done a fair amount of work for free in the past year and I should surely know better.

anyway, where to look depends really on what you're looking for. if it's specifically motorsport journalism work then it's worth reaching out to people at publications* and saying "this is my experience, I appreciate you probably have a full roster at the minute but if you ever need someone to help out, I'm really looking to take the next step. include some links to your work, say what you're really interested in covering and what you can cover in a broader way and if you're available for travel.

be polite and keen and show that you understand the publication you are writing to, reference stories they already have that are the sort of thing you would like to write. if you don't hear back, email them again in a few months, persistence has weirdly paid off for a bunch of people I know; make sure you're bringing new ideas and talking about new things, saying "I know it wasn't last time but just wanted to say I'm still interested."

there are then broader industry publications where you might get commissions or where you can pitch motorsport stories. JournoResources does a newsletter every week which includes freelance pitching opportunities, all of which are paid.

if it's not journalism then start chatting to and getting in touch with people in the area you want to work. if it's social media then follow agency accounts, look out for chances where people are asking for people. speculatively getting in touch with individuals on their personal accounts isn't ccol but look out for the agencies and places like Pace Six Four, which is a huge agency, have a page to submit a speculative application in case you don't fit their roles at the moment but they might have something in future.

don't shoot over the sun by emailing Ferrari to ask if they've got any social jobs going - clearly, if they did, they'd advertise them - but it's worth asking eg: junior teams if they need any extra coverage during what's about to be a very frantic part of the season with every series racing simultaneously in Europe for weeks on end. showing you understand motorsport doesn't begin and end with F1 goes a long way.

LinkedIn is a hole and I have absolute no idea how Gen Z use it with a straight face (you guys, what the hell is this 'weekly update on my goals' business come on, millennials might be cringe but not that way) but it can be useful to follow team PRs and be able to pick up on opportunities. it's also worth following companies you want to work at, to get job alerts - check the parent companies of magazines or agencies and keep an eye out.

overall: good luck. it is incredibly rough out here at the moment and there is little to no work. I don't say that to discourage you, I say that cus if it's a struggle for you it's not because you're useless it's because everyone is struggling.

*By this I mean paying ones. of which there are astoundingly few. Autosport, Motorsport.com, Top Gear, CAR, Motor Sport Magazine and RaceFans are the only ones I can verify/vouch for are paying legal wages that are motorsport-specific in the UK - do not accept ultra-low-paid work, I've heard one publication pays £50 for a weekend of coverage which is about an eighth of minimum wage. £100 per day is still below minimum wage a lot of the time but a semi-depressing benchmark of where things are broadly at, unless you happen to have hit the big bucks (this is what I get paid). do not participate in having your labour abused, anyone doing that is not going to help you in your career.

in Europe, AutoHebdo and AmuS pay but I'm not sure much beyond that, in the US then Jalopnik, The Drive, ESPN, Road & Track, ARSTechnica etc all pay but have relatively few, if any, motorsport commissions because they tend to go to staff writers - if you can come with a unique or grassroots story though, they will pay attention. Motor1 has also just been sold so may start commissioning again soon but there's some flux going on there. I don't know if The Athletic accept motorsport pitches.

[moriihana]

we can’t fix each other but we sure as hell can enable each other instead || fifteen: why is there only one elevator

pairing: dabi x disabled!gn!reader

overview: you meet dabi pre-canon because your cat, nugget, literally won’t leave the guy alone. friendship, fluff and (eventual) angst ensue.

chapter summary: the meta liberation army becomes the paranormal liberation front, dabi is possessive over you, and you miss shigaraki.

content: little bit of fluff, little bit of angst

word count: 1931

a/n: the new editor doesnt support blockquotes apparently but the legacy editor doesn’t let me keep a blank line break im gonna fucking kms sorry the formatting isnt the way i wanted it

taglist: @iincandescenttt

AO3 link

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You gave Boo pets on her head as she laid it on your thigh with a huff. Nugget was curled up against her side, face tucked into her fur. “These little guys are loving it here.” You smiled softly at the animals. “I don’t think they’ve ever had it this nice.”

“Well… ‘no pain, no gain,’ as people like to say.” Compress put a piece of sushi in his mouth, his mask propped up on his head.

Dabi looked at him with a bored expression. “But you didn’t do shit.”

Compress laughed, “Nonsense! I was amazing at running away.”

You grinned at him, laughter shaking your shoulders. “You were very good at running away!”

Spinner looked over at you and Dabi. “You guys not gonna eat this?”

“Go ahead. I hate fish.” Dabi waved his hand.

“Not a huge fan of sushi.” You leaned back against Dabi’s side, soaking up his warmth. “Nugget might like a piece, if he weren’t asleep.” You tuned Twice’s incoherent rambling out for the most part, only zoning back into the conversation when his voice got louder, raising your eyebrows at him.

“I thought he overcame… whatever his issue is…” Dabi grumbled. “Seems like it’s become more severe...”

“Looks like that forced remedy only made things worse.” Spinner looked over at Twice with an inclination of his head.

You looked up when Skeptic walked into the room with Hanabata behind him. “It’s time. Come on.”

“Shaddup! We’re dining on sushi over here!” Twice shouted over his shoulder—though, despite his outburst, everyone still got up and followed the two out of the room.

“It was our money that paid for that fish, yeah? As well as your medical treatments, the video doctoring and Toga’s new coat,” Skeptic nagged, veins jumping out on his face. You snorted at his annoyance.

Twice narrowed his eyes. “Yeah? So what? You’ve got us to thank for your Big Boss Baldy being here in this hideout and not zonked out in a hospital bed!”

“Just let it go, Skeptic. The Grand Comman— ahem—Re-Destro chose these people. And an order from Re-Destro is as good as any from Destro himself.”

“You guys are corny as hell,” you mumbled, wincing as you went down the stairs of the hidden passageway. “This place has too many damn stairs.”

Dabi pat you on the shoulder, a smug smirk on his face. “Want me to carry you, mouse?”

“I will literally bite you,” you deadpanned, earning a chuckle from him. You narrowed your eyes at the elevator you were approaching. “...okay, you fuckers have like fourteen-thousand sets of staircases and only one elevator? You should hire a better architect.”

“We’ll pass your advice on,” Skeptic said dryly.

You all walked down a hallway towards a stage that Re-Destro, Geten and Shigaraki were on, with the surviving members of the Meta Liberation Army gathered below. Hanabata and Skeptic went ahead of them, signalling for the rest of you to stay.

“I thought all of Tomura-kun’s handy-hands got busted up?” Toga asked when she noticed Shigaraki still had Father on his face.

“One of them survived. It’s a miracle it stayed intact in all that chaos.” Spinner frowned.

“Yeah, cus it’s like… his defining gimmick.”

You hummed. “I’m just glad everyone got out alright at the end. I was really concerned about you and Shiggy, Toga.”

“—I now see that Shigaraki Tomura is a true liberator! It is out of reverence and necessity that I abdicate my position!”

“This guy is a real ass-kisser, huh?” You shook your head with a scoff.

“It’s kinda impressive how fuckin’ good at suckin’ up he is,” Dabi drawled, hands in his pockets. “Hey, mouse. You could take a page out of his book.”

A laugh bubbled up out of your mouth. “In your dreams, pretty boy.”

“—The League’s Spinner and I devised this name together—”

“Oh, psst. That’s our cue.” Toga gestured to everyone, walking towards the stage.

“—now, tell them what it is, Shigaraki Tomura!”

You stuck next to Dabi’s side, though it was more like you were hiding behind him instead. “I don’t like crowds…” you mumbled, gripping the back of his trenchcoat. He just chuckled quietly.

“Uh…” Shigaraki lifted up a small piece of paper and read off of it—Spinner and a few of the others made a face at that. “‘We removed the ‘villain’ part and expanded on the concept of liberation. I give you… the Paranormal Liberation Front! Furthermore, I appoint the ten individuals you see here as my lieutenants, who will each be forming teams suited to their separate needs.’” He then scoffed, taking Father off his face. “Hmph… that name’s just a decoration. Kinda like this thing here… we’re gonna do whatever we want!”

As everybody cheered, the members on the stage began to disperse. While everyone else went backstage, you followed Dabi down off of the stage, keeping your tight grip on his trenchcoat. “I really don’t like crowds…” You tugged on the fabric nervously.

“Y’know, you don’t have to come with me to see Hawks, mouse.” Dabi frowned, looking at you.

You immediately shook your head. “Nuh-uh, no way am I going off anywhere without you. Too many people.” Definitely not gonna admit it’s also partially because there are people obviously checking him out and I don’t like it.

Unfortunately, judging by his expression, Dabi caught onto your train of thought. “Uh-huh…” He smirked. You glared halfheartedly at him.

“Shut up,” you grumbled.

Dabi just snorted, stopping when you reached Hawks. “Well, how d’you do, Mr. Number Two? You’re looking pleased as punch.”

“Sure am! Now how about some intros?” Hawks smiled at you both, his eyes lingering on you.

Dabi narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, placing his hand on your waist and pulling you against him. “Sure thing. Follow me.”

— TWO MONTHS AFTER THE DEIKA CITY INCIDENT…

In the two months following the Deika city incident, you were convinced Hawks never learned the concept of personal space. You were currently hanging out in the sitting room, with him right next to you, his thigh pressing up against yours. He was talking animatedly about something that you were absolutely not interested in. Boo was on the nice dog bed you had ordered for her, asleep. Her body wrapped was protectively around Nugget, who was nestled up against her stomach. (Nugget was also ignoring the fact he also had a nice new bed, instead choosing to cuddle with his sister.)

Boo’s tail thumped against the bed a few times as Dabi walked into the room—you immediately gave him a desperate look. Judging by the way his jaw clenched and nostrils flared, seeing Hawks so close to you pissed him off to no end. “Oi, chicken. Don’t you know not to touch what doesn’t belong to you?”

Hawks just laughed, leaning back and putting his arm behind you. “Last I checked, I don’t think you can own a person.”

You made a face. “I think what pretty boy means is that you should really practise the concept of ‘personal space,’” you laughed awkwardly.

“What can I say? I’m a friendly guy.”

“A little too friendly,” Dabi growled. “I’d appreciate it if you moved away from my partner.”

“Oh, don’t be like that, Dabi. We’re all friends here.” Hawks grinned.

Dabi scowled. “Are we?”

“Alright, the testosterone in this room has skyrocketed to dangerous levels,” you groaned, scooting away from Hawks. “Any more and a brawl might break out and I ain’t takin’ responsibility for that shit.” You then looked at Dabi with a mischievous grin. “And I thought how you got with Shiggy was bad,” you teased.

“At least dear ol’ Dusty knew what personal space was and didn’t blatantly flirt with you.”

“To be fair, I don’t think he knows how to flirt.”

“Speaking of your boss, when’ll I get to meet him?” Hawks interjected. You side-eyed him suspiciously.

Dabi gave a dismissive wave of the hand. “In due time. He’s busy right now.”

Ah, yeah… goddamn, I miss Tomura, you thought, frowning a little as your mood dipped, I wish he’d just listened to me and decided to forgo that damn operation. I don’t trust it. At all.

“Tomura, I really don’t think you should go through with this. If All For One had the ability to give his Quirk to you, why would he wait until checkmate? Why wouldn’t he pass it on when he’d be able to help you control it?” You shook your head, pacing back and forth in front of Shigaraki, who was sitting on his bed as he played something on his GameBoy. “And why would he be so willing to put you in such an extreme amount of pain? I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“You’re doing it again,” Shigaraki grunted, annoyance lacing his voice.

“Doing what?”

“Worrying about something inconsequential—nothing’s going to happen.”

“What if something does happen?!” You threw your arms into the air in frustration. “You’re my best friend, Tomu. I don’t… I don’t want to see something go wrong.” You practically collapsed next to him on his bed, running a hand down your face.

Shigaraki paused his game. “What do you even think’s gonna happen?”

“I don’t know! What if you die?! What if the Quirk wrecks your body, like Dabi’s does to his?!” You flopped onto your back, putting your arm over your eyes. “It just… doesn’t seem safe. Something’s off.”

“Ujiko is gonna modify my body to be able to withstand multiple Quirks.” Shigaraki sighed, “I get that you’re worried, Y/N, but I’ll be fine. Trust me.”

You immediately shot back upright, staring at him. “He’s going to what?!”

“He’s going to make it where the Quirks won’t wreck my body. I’ll be fine.”

“Tomura—” You took a deep breath, trying to calm down. “I know Ujiko has made the Nomus to where they can have multiple Quirks, but those were corpses. There is a giant fucking difference between a corpse and a living, breathing person! Playing around inside of someone is no joke, Tomu. The possibility of you not even coming back as yourself is higher than you’d think. Please, please rethink this.” “This is the only way to destroy hero society. I’m going through with this operation.”

“Oi, earth to mouse.”

You snapped back to attention when Dabi’s voice cut through your thoughts, looking at him with a tilt of your head. You could see the thinly-veiled concern in his eyes.

“You alright? Ya spaced out for a moment there.” Hawks nudged you with a wing.

“Ah, yeah. Just thinkin’.” You stood with a strained smile. “I’m gonna head back to our room, Dabi. The little guys need to eat soon, and I gotta take a shower.” Boo’s head perked up at ‘eat,’ her tail wagging harder. Nugget woke up at her excitement, getting up and stretching.

Dabi gave you a long look and sighed, “I’ll come with. Keep ya company.”

“Have fun.” Hawks winked, earning a hard glare from you.

“Don’t even start. I have enough of that with pretty boy there,” you grumbled, whistling for Boo and Nugget to follow you back to your room as you walked out.

Before he walked out after you, Dabi narrowed his eyes at Hawks. “Watch yourself, birdbrain. You’re gettin’ a little too comfortable with Y/N.”

He only held his hands up in front of him with a smile, laid-back demeanour never fading. “I’m just bein’ friendly. No need to get all defensive.”

Dabi just sneered, then turned on his heel to follow you to your room.

[gallavich-headcanon]

helloo!

just wanted to pop in really quickly cus i need to go to bed really soon and say that to be completely honest i only found out about medieval times from a podcast. they didnt go into much detail other than the fact that theres knights and a lot of food but i guess that was enough for my brain to sound the alarm jdbdj

ive read up about the place quite a bit but im not too good at explaining so i thought id share a link i found that portrayed the experience quite well! its a blog entry and isnt too long, it is from 5 years ago but as far as ive read it hasnt changed all that much.

if you dont have the time or just dont feel like reading it tho ill do my best to lay out the basics:

theres a 4 course meal (you eat like medieval people - with your hands, dont think mickey would mind tbh)

theres a show where 6 knights duel, each knight has a specific colour scheme assigned to them (green, red and yellow, red, blue, yellow and black and white)

the audience is divided into 6 parts, each is meant to cheer on a specific knight

the knights give/throw some carnations (not roses, thats my bad im sorry!) to the audience (i like to think ian would specifically come up to mickey and hand him the flower while looking him in the eyes before going back to just throwing the flowers into the crowd)

thats the basics i was thinking about in context of the au but theres a lot more information out there that i might need getting accustomed to~

oh and btw! i checked and there is a medieval times dinner & tournament (thats the full name i believe) in chicago! on the north side to be exact, i even checked and itd be about an hour by car from both the gallagher and milkovich houses (not a surprise since theyre like 150m away from eachother jdncjd)

thats it for right now, ill do my best to tell you more about the au tomorrow! hope youll have a nice day/night until then!

Mars there's no link! ):

I like to think Ian would specifically come up to mickey and hand him the flower while looking him in the eyes before going back to just throwing the flowers into the crowd -> YES. I LOVE THIS. I NEED THIS.

There's one in Chicago?? no way! Okay I need to hear more about this. Please tell me more! I know nothing about this but I'm really into this AU

Also, I'd love any and all visual inspiration

[astarionsknife]

With the election results , I ended up having some more interesting and scary discussions today with my 12 yo students. One girl was very proud that her parents voted far right. A known racist party (tho everyone claims they're not racist. They just want to keep immigrants out ...). Now mind you, this is in religion class. So linking it all back to Jesus, he wouldn't have wanted entire countries to cast out people in need. Fuck half his teachings are about helping others.

And more often than not, the main argument the kids give me is that "but they cost us too much money and they don't even work" which ... Shouldn't matter honestly. They came here for a reason. But also, is just a wild thing to complain about. Because they don't care about all the Belgians born and raised here that don't do shit. I got a whole family of those. A mom that wasted her life away and now can't work. An aunt that never worked in her life and now never will cus she did something dumb and is now incapable. My cousins that openly state how the abuse the system to get as much money as they can. And well maybe it's cus I see them vs the immigrants I've met during my years going to the food bank and being in social places. They have always been nice to me, and even those that weren't, I don't blame them. They don't owe me anything (plus tbf , Flemish people are notorious for being rude ).

Another so-called issue they bring up is "erasure of culture" and well... I'm not complaining about zwarte piet being erased from our so called culture. It's literally black face. No really, look it up. So this isn't even an immigrant thing. It's just people learning that hey... Maybe we shouldn't still use a black caricature to scare our kids into being good...

I also just really don't care why people come here. Country sucked ass? Bad education? Romance? Financial issues? On the run cus you stabbed someone in your own country? Idc. Everyone deserves a fresh start. And yeah, that means that a lot of them will miss parts of their own culture still! Even when your country is doing you dirty, there will be parts that you loved and that you'll miss??? So if some of them complain about how shit this country is, honestly they're right. Doesn't mean they have no right to stay. We should listen and evaluate this shithole. We could all use some feedback from an outside source at times.

Anyways, sorry for my sorta ramble. These kids just really make me think a lot and scare me as to where this country is headed...

[rowanthestrange]

Honestly? I know supportive mothers of transgirls and women, and they all started making more in-quotes “gender essentialist” statements like this. All of them. Now they’re Girls Together. A splash of Supportive Sexism. It seems like it’s just a natural by-product of affirming their kids’ gender and downplaying the one they wish to distance from. Same for those with transmale ones, their child usually has a gap there and they either instinctively or deliberately fill it. To me it was very in-character to how real life parents of trans children* (or the good ones anyway) are in my anecdotal experience. [Which is a bit more than average cus of me writing those apparently meaningless trans protections that got passed at labour party conference].

And we know he knows because he lampshades it at the very start of the episode:

Sylvia: I never know. When I say she looks gorgeous, is that right? I mean, is it sexist? Never said it to him when he was... Oh. Oh, sorry.  Donna: Does she look gorgeous? Yes. Well, stop worrying.  Sylvia: I just get so clumsy.  Donna: I know. So do I. That's what happens. You have a kid, you think, "Good. I've got it. That's mine." And then she grows up into this extraordinary, beautiful thing, and you think, "Where the hell did she come from? How lucky am I?" Don't you, Mum?

Donna is clunky. She is infamous for her foot-in-mouth disorder, it defines her. She’s ‘but homie got the spirit’. She is sincere and earnest and accidentally offends or backhands someone or is cringe because of that sincerity in basically every episode she was in. It’s such a fundamental part of her character. “No, no, don’t do that.” She says what she thinks and sometimes those thoughts are bangers and sometimes they are not. It’s like that line that pearl clutchers clutched their pearls at, and Fifteen just laughs at, about not knowing “you came in other colours”. That’s just who she is. The people who want characters to be avatars to be emulated don’t see value in those lines, and I get it, I actually do, I understand the fear there. But as a writer, yes, oh yes, they’re valuable. Those bits are where Donna Noble resides and not just some cut out that says the right words and could’ve been filled by anyone.

And also for purely in-universe it confirms the Not-thing was definitely lying, and Donna not downplaying, but that she really wasn’t aware of anything that’s been happening to the Doctor recently. Rusty’s got so many links to 13’s era that it sticks out, it’s a thing you frown at. It causes a hiccup and pause and go ‘hang on’. Which notably also happens in one other place - the Meep pronouns scene. Whether Russell plans on writing Fourteen on screen or not again he’s clearly written an underlying gender story (and we do know that, we do, 15 in a skirt immediately) for people to work with be that him or Big Finish or fandom or novels or whatever.

(And it’s only been 6 months, and David Tennant busy with Good Omens etc. we don’t know what any of Rusty’s actual plans are. Fourteen could turn up as the key part of the finale for all we know, way too early to call that ‘there isn’t any more’. And given the BBC even if there are plans, if it’s known to be trans they could just refuse to let him do that in ‘a show watched by young people’. It’s bad over here right now. Disney+ is actually our safety net at this stage to guarantee at least airing what’s already been filmed, that’s where we are.)

Rusty’s work is best understood as an oil slick on the ocean. A nice pretty shiny surface layer for simple understanding which can also then be problematic in implication due to the compression. But if you do want to look beneath, there’s a real thing down there, all big and deep and complicated. Used to be a bit more shallow, but seems to have filled up considerably in 15 years of downtime and growth. There’s no evidentiary reason to think otherwise at this point besides the voices in our head that want to tell us other people are stupid and we’re smarter. RTD2 is skilled. Doesn’t mean any agreement with his choices is necessary, but does mean respecting him enough to say they were choices.

do you guys think the line about uhh,,, "It’s a shame you’re not a woman any more. Cos she’d have understood." actually provides something valuable in terms of a point to be made or donna's characterisation or can it be cut/replaced without losing anything?

im thinking of rose's "youre so gay" to 9 and how that actually was about smth abt her character which like she grew out of

similarly this line could be saying smth abt donna's view on gender. i think it's a weird line especially for a mother of a trans girl but it's not necessarily unrealistic. theres lots of essentialism in how transness gets explained - born in the wrong body etc. but we dont get any more donna. theres no way for this to resolve like with rose

[furryanarchist-blog]

this is gonna b long, but im mad and got issues with the inclusionist side. if u got somethin 2 add (cus lets b honest this gonna b biased as fuck bc i only interact with the worst of the inclusionists so i probs wont see the worst of the exclusionists) feel free to add it, id appreciate it and would b relieved 2 b proved wrong if u actually can prove it. (tldr; is at the end of the post)

tw: uncensored q slur, swearing, bold, brief nazi & concentration camp mentions

when talking about ace discourse, it is a intracommunity issue. its all lgbt+ people arguing with each other because of how they see things differently. so when addressing the discourse as a whole you have to acknowledge all the sides of it, because there isnt just one. that being said you can still discuss the issues that inclusionists have and the issues exclusionists have just talking about in those groups seperately. i see a lot of posts that discuss the “entirety of the discourse” but just talk about the opposing views they have. thats created a whole bunch of different standards each side has been held accountable for.

this post by @dogsanddiscourse is a great example of how each side is held to different standards. those who participate in the discourse on the inclusionist side do tend to ignore the issues on their side. even when shown how it can be problematic, a majority will still not acknowledge it. a good example of this is the CAH discourse. both sides made a cardcast discourse pack (exclusionists, and the 2 inclusionist ones x  x ) and there was plenty of talk about them. for instance the deck made by @x-q-u-e-e-r-x which featured many slurs (none of which have been used in ace discourse) had many people reblog and support it, where as the exclusionist deck got flack for including ace and aro identities. i have pointed out to people that some cards in the inclusionist pack were iffy at best, and no one has yet to acknowledge that. if you have a issue with something (cah discourse packs) you should acknowledge both sides who are doing it, not just the opposite side. (another example if u wanna look at smthing real bad is everything to do with discourseshit)

what i really hate the most is that you cant ask inclusionists to take a look at what someone is doing without 1) “attacking all aces and aros” 2) “accusing a entire side for one persons actions” 3) “being a bigot”.

people (not everyone!! but there are people who rb from these blogs) are continuously reblogging from people who have said straight up homophobic things like acerecourse, uninueclus, wetwareproblem, golbatgender / periegesisvoid, myidentityisnotaslur / memestealingasexuals, featherinmycapandcheese, and ppl like tenichyfingers, theangrybi / robotbisexual, kuroba101, drg-aido, vaspider, strategicgoat, juunkrat (who i havent seen in the discourse tag for a while, but this is why i dont like them) i could go on. there are many popular inclusionist blogs that people will continuously reblog from and support no matter how many times they will be called out. but, on the other side. as soon as a exclusionist has done something problematic they are immediately exiled and cut off (which is toxic and a whole nother discussion for a dif post)

even when not talking about specific people but ideas and symbols inclusionists will never directly address it but instead ignore it. i havent once (pls correct me if im wrong im beggin to b wrong) seen inclusionists speak out about: the ace triangle (a direct parallel to the triangles gay people had to wear in nazi concentration camps), not calling people things they dont want to be called (queer, allosexual), using “we’re here, we’re queer, get used to it” to co-opt cishets into the lgbt+ community. where as the exclusionist side will no-platform ad ignore anyone whos been called out, (example, example (u just gotta tell me who and ill look into it), example)

tldr; i just got a huge problem with the inclusionist side cus none of nyall will take accountablity for shit u say like this. everyone just sweeps it under the rug and ignores it. its frustrating especially when people turn around and say “well ur side did this” to completely ignore the problems uve been shown. and its not even u so y r u defending them. like seriously, its not impossible for u to acknowledge that uve made mistakes, everyone does. like all i want,, if for everyone to just step up and be responsible. like, if u say shit, u gotta take shit, u cant just keep hiding and blocking. square up and take responsibility for your actions

[biolizardboils]

Crumpled Up Pages: Old Captain Underpants WIPs #1-4

The First Epic Movie turned 5 earlier this month, and I dug through some old folders to write this post about it. In the process, I found some fanfic ideas I’d written down, fleshed out a little, and then forgot about for years. So while hyperfixation still has its grip on me (and while there’s still some extra activity in the tag), I figured I’d finally set these dust bunnies free!

A few ground rules before this deep dive descends:

When I say “fleshed out a little,” I’m putting major emphasis on the “little.” Some of these docs contain detailed notes and snippets of dialogue, but others are just a title and a vague one-sentence summary. I’ll be transparent about what each one contains, and try to fill in the bigger gaps by memory.

If you were around for the CU Fandom Renaissance of 2017, some of the ideas here might sound familiar, ‘cus I refitted them into fanart and headcanon dumps that actually got posted. I’ll link to those where they’re relevant.

These were all written and abandoned months before a CU show was even announced, so there’s no Epic Tales content or characters in here. Sorry if you were expecting any!

I’m splitting this into two posts cus it was getting and taking too long. This first part will cover the 4 simplest, fluffiest WIPs; the second one will tackle the 6 sadder, more character-heavy ones. And with character-heavy stuff comes spoilers for the movie and books — especially the books. If you haven’t read all 12, you’re probably wondering why anyone would care about Captain Underpants spoilers. First off, your loss; second off, BEWARE!

And finally: if you write fanfiction and feel inspired to use any of these ideas? You have my permission to do so! Seriously, steal anything here and put your own spin on them! I don’t care much for credit, but if these old things help fuel someone else’s creativity, I’d love to know!

That’s enough prep, probably. Plug your nose!

WIP #1: Inspiration

It can come from even the worst of places. ...And people, in this case. [Book!Verse, pre-Book 1.]

This document contains a long script, but no context; I can remember the gist though, so I’ll insert that in-between dialogue. Basically it’s third grade, and George and Harold are in detention again. They cheat to fill up the blackboards like usual, but they’re too bummed out to start a comic afterwards. George sits around stewing in his frustration while Harold angry-scribbles Mr. Krupp yelling.

“...Why does he hate us so much, George?”

“I dunno. Maybe ‘cause he can’t handle our coolness? …Nice drawing, by the way.”

“Thanks. …It’s making me sad just lookin’ at it, though.”

“Yeah, me too. …I wonder what he’d look like if he smiled.”

“...?”

“...I mean, like, a real smile, not an I’ve-got-you-now smile.”

“Oh. Hmmm…”

Harold erases Krupp’s wide yelling mouth and draws a goofy smile in its place.

“Aw, man, now it’s just creepy.”

“Darn.”

The boys keep editing the drawing until it stops being creepy and starts being funny. George erases Krupp’s toupee, remembering the time they stole it and the teachers couldn’t take him seriously without it. Harold draws one of his office curtains around his neck, adding more color and kinetic energy. Soon they’re struggling not to laugh out loud, but they manage to calm down… until George gets an idea that takes the sketch from great to legendary.

“Waitwaitwaitwaitwait. Remember what my pop said about Superman yesterday?”

“That he looks like… DUDE. Duuuuuude.”

Harold redraws Krupp’s entire lower body so he’s only wearing underwear. Then with a flourish, he adds the finishing touch – two dots on his chest – and they both lose it. All their laughter finally prompts the real Krupp to check on them, and predictably, he rips up the drawing. It upsets the boys in the moment, but they’re still in much higher spirits than before, and brainstorm a new comic about their new creation as they skateboard home.

“You think we should make his origin issue first?”

“Naw, let’s get right to the action! His outfit’s already the perfect hook – finally, a superhero who actually does fly around in his underwear!”

“Yeah, and he could fight with Wedgie Power!”

God, rediscovering this gave me the most uncontrollable grin. From the date it was last opened, I think this fic was meant for September 1st, 2017 (Book 1’s 20th anniversary), and I gave up after missing it. For shame, 2017!me. For shame.

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WIP #2: Untitled Boomer One-shot

Harold won’t admit it, but he’d slay a dragon for his little sister. [Book!Verse but only cus this scene was deleted and is thus dubiously canon]

This doc’s nothing but notes, so I’ll paraphrase the plot: Ms. Hutchins takes Heidi and Harold to Boomer the Purple Dragon: Live! Harold was gonna stay with the Beards but they cancelled last minute, and he’s grumpy about it the whole time. When the show ends, kids gather in front of the stage to meet Boomer; Ms. Hutchins suddenly gets an important call, and makes Harold walk Heidi up there. 

But the dragon’s mascot suit is big up close for a 6-year-old, and Heidi gets so scared she starts crying. She’s rooted to the spot and waves her arms in panic, but “Boomer” thinks she wants a hug and waddles closer and closer... until Harold kicks him in the groin. Their mom understandably grounds him for it, but Heidi is grateful and calls him her hero :)

This one was based on the classic “kid hits mascot in the weak spot” genre of AFV, but also on an early memory of mine! My sister and I loved Arthur as babies, so our mom took us to see this thing. The characters suddenly being real (and huge) was so upsetting that we scream-cried until she took us home early. (Speaking of Arthur, it’s a shame Heidi’s never really done anything in canon, I can see her having big DW energy.)

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WIP #3: When Worlds Collide

It was less “love at first sight” and more “love at first squawk.” [Book!Verse, Book 7.]

A quick refresher: George told Harold to take Crackers back to dinosaur times, but he left her in the treehouse with Sulu instead. Later in the book, they’re shown snuggling in their sleep 🥺🥺 Anyway, this fic was about what they got up to in between! It’s actually the most complete of the lot, but only because it’s so short and simple.

It opens with Harold introducing them to each other, leaving out some treats for them (hamster food for Sulu, crackers for Crackers), then telling them to play nice until he comes back. They do not. Crackers pulls a Thunderclap the moment Harold leaves, Sulu karate-chops her throat until she spits him out, and they wreck half the treehouse in the ensuing chase.

Eventually they settle for standing in opposite corners and hissing at each other. Then Sulu… *squints* …records Crackers’ hisses with his bionic ears and plays them back so they can communicate? …Yeah, okay, why not. The outline ends after this sudden development; I’m guessing they talk things out and start to catch feels, before settling in to sleep. Anyway here’s the few sentences I actually wrote out:

Harold opened the door, Sulu got on the floor, and in walked the curious dinosaur.

[…] As predator and prey faced off, a little boy and his mother happened to be walking down Vine Street. “Mommy,” said the little boy, “I can hear a bionic hamster and a pterodactyl fighting in that treehouse!”

“Oh, please,” his mother scoffed. “How do you even know what that would sound like?”

The boy considered pointing out the CHOMPs, SQUEAKs, and SQUAAAWKs emanating from the tree in big blocky letters, but decided it wasn’t quite worth the trouble.

The doc ends with a reminder to not refer to Crackers with any pronouns until the two pets can understand each other. Also I was gonna title this after a Tony Orlando and Dawn song as foreshadowing, but I couldn’t choose one, so instead I went with this Spongebob song lol.

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WIP #4: Untitled Tommy One-shot

The school’s been near bully-free ever since Treehouse Comix Inc. was formed. Tommy reflects on this from the safety of his locker. [Movie!Verse with a hint of Book 9. CW: discussion of bullying.]

A Kid I Never Named knocks on Tommy’s locker and offers to trade Pilkeymon. They have to be sneaky, because it’s the 90′s and they have to slip a Link Cable through the locker vents without being spotted.

As they trade, the other kid asks Tommy why he hides all the time. He explains that it’s a habit from when Kipper Krupp terrorized the halls. But Kipper left four years ago, and the legend of Wedgie Magee has kept other bullies at bay ever since; the other kid points this out and asks why he still hides. This led into “a somber discussion on adverse school experiences and the long-lasting coping mechanisms they cause” (exact words from the doc). Unfortunately 2017!me never wrote any dialogue, and I’m mad at her for that.

Trivia drop! I used the Pilkeymon joke a few times at @treehouseblogsinc, but it’s way older than that, and also not mine: Pilkey.com used to have a coloring game named Pilkeymon’s Paintbox. It even had art of Dav’s old spiky-haired avatar with Pikachu ears! There’s no trace of it on the Internet anymore, but I swear I’m not making this up.

I left a note here to add that Tommy has glow-in-the-dark stickers in his locker, which ended up in this headcanon dump. There’s also a list of last names I came up with for him but never chose between: Chambers, Lakatos (which I shared once here), and Lockenspiel. Right now I’m leaning towards the last one, it rolls nicely off the tongue.

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That’s it for now! Not gonna lie, I’m still nervous about posting the other 6 WIPs. Most of them deal with Book 12, and all the tough subjects that that entails. But hey, I made this bed, and by God am I gonna lie in it. Thanks for reading so far!