#just wanted to post something which hurray i did

[chuuyascumsock]

Here’s to Pegging Morally Grey Fictional Men ‼️|| MINORS DNI

A/N: Ok so I have so many unanswered stuff in my inbox (and I’m sorry to my pookies that I haven’t responded to, I did see them and replied in my brain, but I feel like it’s not a good enough response for me to post— I DID SEE Y’ALL THOUGH POOKIES AND I ACKNOWLEDGE Y’ALL.)

Tags; Nakahara Chuuya/GN! Reader (described to have a strap-on, but doesn’t describe any specific female parts), Like One Mention Of A Belly Bulge, Pegging, He Cums, Hurray For Just Pure Filth!!

Pegging was never something that Chuuya had thought about much, finding the kink just not to be his thing. And then you brought it up one day, eager and excited in wanting to try it out. Chuuya always had a hard time telling you no, which led to him agreeing to partake in letting you peg him for your birthday. He was sure you’d forget about it by then seeing as how your birthday was months away.

But you remembered. Boy, did you remember.

“Fuh-ck!” Chuuya whimpers out at each time your silicone cock plunges back into him, your hips stilling momentarily each time you nearly reach the hilt before pulling back. Each thrust filled him to the point that he swore he could feel the smallest bump in his tummy from how big your strap-on was. His face flushes with a mix of pleasure and humiliation from the position you have him in; his face is shoved against the mattress with his spine arched and ass raised with your hands gripping tightly into his hips to keep him stable.

“And to think you were hesitant at first— just look at you— taking my cock so well, honey,” You praise as your body leans over him to press your chest against his back, your hands moving to each side of his head to hold yourself up above him. You thrust back into him, drawing out another moan from his throat. Your hips slowly force his hips down until he’s basically hovering just a couple inches from the mattress, his throbbing cock dragging along the sheets with each stroke.

Chuuya gives out a gasp, fingers curling into the sheets to clutch a fistful as you press fully into him. “Shhit, M’gonna come, baby. Fuckin’ me so deep—“ He turns to bury his face into the mattress to muffle out as tears collect into his lashes. With the way you’re grinding into him with deep, sensual strokes along with the feeling of his cock rubbing against the silk sheets— he can barely keep himself together.

One of your hands reaches to move his hair away from his neck, lips finding their place against his nape. “Let go, my love. Come for me,” You murmur against his freckled skin, feeling his body tense and muscles contract against you as your hand moves down to wrap around his cock and pump along his length in time with your thrusts.

There’s a choked moan that rips from his throat as his chest stutters with breath and his body shudders against you, ropes of thick cum spurting from his cock down onto your hand and the sheets. His face hides further into the mattress to catch his stray tears and heavy huffs. “Ugh…”

When you slowly pull out of him and roll him over onto his back (away from the soiled part of the mattress of course), you smile down at his wrecked look. “Red looks good on you. We should do this more often.”

“S-Shut up…”

You’d definitely be doing this more often.

[busycloudy]

The Love Potion

 *Sigh* Here we are, once again. This is the 3rd and FINAL part, hurray! 

 ft: The rest of NRC students

Tw: None, but if I need to add any please inform me!

 A fluff and crack fanfic

The reader is MC and goes by they/them pronouns. The reader is already in a relationship with these characters.

 Characters may or may not be ooc 

Hope you enjoy!

Ace Trappola

Bro really asked Crewel "So, do I have to attend my classes still, or...?" He used you as and excuse to skip classes, and somehow it worked. He brought you back to Heartslabyul with a big grin on his face. When Riddle stopped him and asked why he wasn't at class he just said "I gotta take care of my dear MC here" And Riddle just stormed off to ask a teacher about it. Ace brought you back to his room to hangout and chill since he had the joy of not having to go to classes. He was just casually going through his phone when you plopped your head on his lap. He gave you a quick peck on the lips, well was going to, until you cupped his face and smothered him in kisses. He was a bit taken aback but quickly recovers and a small grin grew on his face. He kisses you a few times all over your face, then returning back to his phone. Lovesick you was a teensy bit upset his phone was getting more attention than you, but you let it slide, for now. Jokes on him, he had 10x more homework than he did before. That's what he gets for using you as an excuse to skip class.

Deuce Spade

Why is he even surprised? It's just more trouble caused by Ace and Grim. He brought you back to his room and went to his classes, before doing so he gave you a peck on the forehead. After all his classes were done he went back to his room and started on his homework. You were wanting his attention so you walked over to behind him and put your arms over his shoulders. "Hm? Do you need something MC?" He raised a brow. "No, just wanted to cuddle" You innocently smiled. "Has anyone ever told you how cute you are? Your smile is brighter than the sun!" You said. Deuce blushed "T-thanks..." He mumbled. Once he was finished with his homework he cuddled you for the rest of the day.

(Deuce deserves more writing and love but I do NOT know what to write)

Cater Diamond

Cater was walking around the halls, scrolling on magicam, his finger gliding across the screen as he scrolled down. He saw some cute pictures of a cafe that had recently opened. Maybe he would take you there sometime-"Cater!!!" A familiar voice interrupted Cater's thoughts. It was Ace, and Grim, and Deuce holding you over his shoulder-Wait...Deuce holding you over his shoulder?!"What'd you freshies do this time?" Cater asked as Deuce put you in Cater's arms, trying to not seem so worried. Then Cater saw the hearts in your eyes, and he immediately knew. "How did you get prefect to drink a love potion??" Cater questioned. "It wasn't our fault! They was the one that drank the water!" Ace defended. Cater looked confused. "It's a long ish story" Grim shrugged. Cater felt a sudden warmth to his cheeks as something cupped his face. "Well, we're gonna go" Grim announced, the three then leaving."Aww, your cheeks are so squishy.." You said with a droopy smile. Cater blushed. "W-well..." "I could take so much pictures of you and show em off. You deserve to be seen my everyone" You cut Cater off. Cater felt the heat on his face grow. Ok, you're a bit good at making him flustered...If you continued he was gonna turn out like Riddle when he's mad."Instead of staying in the hallways we should go back to my room.." Cater mentioned. The time you were under the influence of that love potion Cater took many pictures of you, and some videos too. You was just too cammable! How could he not? Don't worry, he won't post anything without your permission! (The pictures were mainly for him to look back at and smile...)

Jack Howl

His ears twitch at the sound of 3 freshmans voices. "JACKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!" they yelled, to which he simply sighed in return. "What is it this time!? Wait, why does prefect have hearts in their eyes???" Jack was puzzled as Ace quickly gave you to him. "Perfect drank a love potion, which was totally NOT my fault, it was all Grim's," Grim groaned in the backround "So yeah anyways goodluck taking care of them the potion doesn't wear off until tomorrow!!!!" Then he ran of with the other freshman. Jack was confused, to say the least, but alas took you to Savanaclaw.When he walked in he got some strange looks while you was being carried over his shoulder, but simply ignored them as it wasn't a big deal."Jack, Why ya carryin' MC over ya shoulder?" Ruggie questioned as he walked oast Jack."Ace, Grim, and Deuce somehow got them to drink a love potion, so now I gotta be with them" Jack shrugged."Oh, well good luck with that" Ruggie chuckled, then going his own way.Jack had finally let you down after you got to his dorm, then he got started on his homework while he let you hug him from behind. Offly enough, he was much more comfortable this way and it kinda helped him focus.

Soon enough it was 9pm, and he was drowsy, so he went to sleep, ans joined him so he wrapped his arm around you, placing a kiss on your neck.

Floyd Leech

He was walking around the hallways, upset because he hasn't seen his shrimpy all day! Where in the world could they be??? People moved out of his way, noticing he wasn't the happiest at this moment. He then felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around with a frown, which faded away when he saw you. "Aw~ Shrimpy where have you been?" He smiled as he took you from the troublemakers. Meanwhile Ace and Grim were fighting over which one should tell him, but Grim got shoved forward "Nya! No fair! You owe me tuna after this!" Grim angrily said to Ace. Ace rolled his eyes in response "What is it Baby Seal?" Floyd raised a brow. "MC drank a love potion..." Grim said. "Myah! Run!" Grim, Ace, and Duece then ran. Floyd huffed "How do you get in this much trouble so often shrimpy? Whatever, this may be a bit fun" Floyd smiled, then taking you to his room. He was supposed to be at monstro lounge, but Azul wouldn't mind. "Floyd, has anyone mentioned how adorable you are?" You brought up. "Eh?~ Thank you shrimpy, but I'd say you more adorable yourself, ehe~" He said in return with a toothy grin. You two had comments like this for practically all day, and cuddled when the day ended.

Epel Felmeir

Epel was in the Botanical Garden. Why? Probably for something in potions. He had a basket of things for his potions assignment and began to walk back on his merry way but heard a familiar voice.Grim entered the garden as you were being carried by Deuce and Ace. "Epel, MC drank a love potion!!!!" Grim squealed out of breath. "H...huh?! How??? Y'all troublemakers always causin' a problem for MC huh..." Epel saw you, hearts in your eyes, and was worried but also noticed how adorable you was. "Take your partner instead of admiring them all day long, would ya?" Epel put down the basket and took you in his arms, well, more like let you lean against his shoulder as he helped you walk back to pomefiore, but you get the point!Epel let you take a seat, then beginning to work on his homework. You and the other freshman were supposed to all study together today, but because of the love potion you obviously won't be able to.You walked up behind Epel, as you was beginning to get bored, and quite lonely at that, wrapping your arms around him and looking at his homework.You could practically feel the heat radiating off of Epel when you did this, which made you have a small grin.You had seen Epel get stuck on some questions, so you had graciously helped him, to which he thanked you for.Epel said it was starting to get dark and that you should get sleep, and you had gone to the bed, hut said "Hurry up and cuddle with me soon though..." in a drowsy tone, so Epel wrote his letter to his meemaw about this whole thing and you quickly, then cuddling up next to you with a small blush.

Silver

Silver was startled awake from his sleep with a yell. "SILVER!!!!!!!!!" Ace yelled.Silver jumped awake with a questionable look on his face. "Hm? What exactly is it you need, Ace?" Then he saw the look on your face. And your eyes.Silver had heard about a love potion from his father, and from potionoligy, and how anyone who drank one would have hearts in there eyes, and you certainly did."Take your significant other!! I ain't taking care of them all day!" Ace quickly gave you to Silver, then going off with Deuce and Grim.Silver was still a bit drowsy, but he needed to ask Lilia if there was any way to cure this.Silver walked into Diasomnia, you clinging onto his arm."Boo! Oh? Is that your little partner clinging into you?~" Lilia chuckled.Silver didn't have much of a reaction to Lilia's scare, as he was used to it at this point, but nodded his head yes, then saying "They had drank a love potion, considering the look in their eyes. I'm not sure how, but do you know if there's a cure?" "No, there's no cure that I'm aware of, so good luck with your clingy partner" Lilia said, then smiling cheekily.Silver walked off to his room, and you just continued clinging onto him. "Silver, your eyes are so beautiful... I could get lost in them" You smiled. "Being with you doesn't feel real, it feels like a dream" You continued to ramble on.

Silver chuckled, running his fingers through your hair. Your warmth made him get more and more drowsy, causing the two of you to soon fall asleep.

Oh, Lilia will DEFINITELY take a picture of this.

Sebek Zigvolt

Sebek was on his way to Diasomnia since he had finished all his classes and wanted to check if Malleus was fine, and there he happened to see 3 freshmans and his significant other being carried at the end of the hall. "MC!" Sebek ran to the part of the hall you were at and immediately took you in his arms. It was silent for a moment, then Deuce spoke "MC, somehow," Deuce looked at Grim amd Ace, "drank some of a love potion. Crewel said the effects will only be around for about 24 hours" Ace bit his lip, expected loud enough yelling to make him go deaf, but instead it was silent. So silent you could almost hear crickets as Sebek had a look of confusion, anger, and, most of all, worry.The freshman slowly backed up, then ran away.You played with Sebek's hair, booped his nose, and kissed him so much on the way to Diasomnia Sebek couldn't help but blush. He entered the dorm and continued walking to his room until a Lilia appeared. "Ah? Why's MC here?"Sebek looked frozen. "Those idiot humans somehow got them to drink love potion" Sebek answered, a tinge of sadness in his voice.

Malleus's voice came about "They'll be just fine Sebek, there's no need to worry." Lilia interrupted "That's only if they had a tadge bit. Did they have a tadge bit?" Sebek responded, saying Deuce said it would only last 24 hours according to Crewel. "Excellent! Well get on your merry way then" Lilia chuckled as he went to get tomato juice. "Thank you Waka-sama and Lilia-Sama" Sebek did a half bow and left.Sebek couldn't really focus on his work. No matter how much he wanted to. All the complements, kisses, hugs from behind, everything you did just out him in a different thought process."MC, I need silence and complete focus to work on this homework" Sebek stated. "My soldier, you've been working on that foreverrrr, can't I just get a bit of attention? Please?" You had a look on your face Sebek found hard to say no to. "...Fine, but only for a few minutes!" Sebek slightly frowned, but wasnt the slightest bit upset.Unfortunately, Sebek had fallen asleep in your arms as you brushed his hair with your fingers.

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AHHHH IT'S FINALLY DONE!!!!! IT'S BEEN MONTHSSSSSS BUT I FINALLY FINISHED IT!

Anyways, I hope you lovelies enjoyed! I will be writing more every so often, but I got this for now!

[melanieph321]

heyy i love your writing and just wanted to say i appreciate your work💖

my request is something like you are best friends with fermin (or gavi) and he’s madly in love with you but you don’t know about it so when you start seeing someone (possibly another footballer) he gets jealous and does something outrageous like posts a story with a photo of yours which is odd considering he’s never done it before and the person you’re seeing gets mad and you also get mad because it’s obvious he’s doing it for another reason and have an argument with him when he confesses his true feelings in a moment of weakness which causes you to take a step back but you soon realize you’re actually more into him than you knew and go to him late at night and make out

i don’t know if this is something you’d be interested in but i’d love to read it

SEVEN DAYS OF REQUEST (DAY 2)

Ugh, I hate you for making such a good request. Took me all day to finish this. And I had to make it a four part series since I put my own spin on it. Hope that's okay.

Fermin Lopez x Reader - You or Me Part 1/4

Part 2 part 3 part 4

Enjoy!

It was just a silly youth camp for all the Barca Academy's boys and girls. How it turned out so ugly, you had no idea.

It was a Friday morning when all of the players were put on a bus to a Boot Camp four hours outside of Barcelona. You were thankful that the academy boys did not share the same bus as the girls, but trailed in their own vehicle not too far behind. However it was bound to get messy at the camp grounds since the girls and boys were sharing the same hotel.

"Who are you texting?" Camilla asked.

"No one." You muttered, but nudged your phone out of her view.

"Come on, don't be shy, tell me who you're texting."

You perked up, peering over your seat to make sure that none of the other players could hear you. "Okay but promise not to tell anyone." 

"I promise." She grinned, giddy with excitement.

"Alejandro Garnacho."

"What! You little…"

"Shhhhh!" You exclaimed, slapping your hand against Camilla's mouth. However, 

that did not stop her from running her mouth behind the palm of your hand.  

"Huh?" You frowned, her mumbles inaudible. You removed your hand.

"I said, doesn't he have a girlfriend now?"

"And a baby." You nodded.

Camila gasped. "You slut!" 

"Relax." You said, leaning back in your seat. "We're just friends and you know that. We've been friends forever."

"Yes, but before that you had the biggest crush on him, no?"

"Yes, but that's in the past. He's happy in England with his new family. I told you about last summer, didn't I? Garnacho and his girlfriend let me stay with them while I was over there trying out for Manchester United's U21 youth team. Garnacho and I have become really close since then. Close friends." You added, before Camilla could call you a slut again. 

The two of you sat back in silence. The road ahead was bumpy and almost made you car sick. Good thing you and Camilla were seated up front where you could see the road. You dreaded sitting in the back, since some of the girls thought it would be funny to make faces at the boys bus trailing behind you. They were having a laugh, however you found it very annoying.

"Did you hear that Fermin and Gavi are joining us on Saturday?" Camilla said.

"Hurray….." You mumbled and kept scrolling through your phone.

"I know." She snorted. "They've gotten pretty stuck up since they started playing for the first team, but I've heard that they're holding a seminar on mental health. It could be fun?"

"Mental health?" You put down your phone to glance at Camilla. Her lips twitched into a smile seeing your not-so-convinced expression. "I know Fermin Lopez of all people is not holding a seminar on mental health." you laughed. "That boy has caused me nothing but severe anxiety and depression and now he wants to talk about mental health? I guess pigs do fly."

"I dunno." Camilla shrugged. "Don't you think he has matured since he started playing for the first team? I know Gavi has."

"Please, don't get me started on Pablo Gavi." You sighed. "Fermin and Gavi were the worst of the worst when they were playing for the academy. Don't you remember Boot Camp 2019?"

Camilla chuckled. "Whatever you say. I for one am excited."

And she had the right to be. No one enjoyed drama more than Camilla. This year's Boot Camp had nothing but drama.

Part 2

Part 3

part 4

[bloodsplatteredcrown]

I haven’t posted for a while (whoopsies) so here’s some au!Percy fanart and lore!!!

Percy and his mother lived in a small underwater village up until the day that he was 12. Once he reached that age, Poseidon had noticed how dangerous he’d become for the people around him (as he was a nymph siren), after seeing this, he took him away from his mother onto a small island in the middle of the ocean

Percy was obviously not happy about this at all, but there was nothing he could do about it. The island was mostly inhabited by nymphs. It took a while for them to warm up to Percy, but alas, it happened!! Everything was nice and peaceful on the island! Hurray! That was until Jason appeared!!!

Jason, usually known as “Prince Grace” is a runaway prince, searching for ingredients to complete his “project.” (This project is the same thing that made him lose his memories a while after meeting Percy!!!) However, meeting Prince Grace, let alone befriending him, was not something you’d want to do!!

(To continue more of Percy’s backstory when he FIRST met “Prince Grace” I’d have to get into Jason’s backstory. Which is gonna take a REAALLLL long time so timeskip!!)

Percy was either enraged or ecstatic once he heard Jason had landed on his island again after his sudden disappearance. Probably a mix of both.

Jason and Leo stayed there for a few days, as they were told by a witch they met, Hazel, that for a healing spell, specifically having to do with Jason’s memories, she’d need a special ingredient; siren’s tears! Which caused them to go investigating for a place where people had disappeared the most (which just so happened to be Percy’s island! Wuh oh!) They met, they talked, and they befriended him. But Percy always seemed…strange. He knew information that neither Jason nor Leo seemed to recall telling him, and neither of them remembered telling them their names..

(Blah, blah, insert something Leo did that would make Percy mad that I haven’t come up with yet!!!)

Percy hunts Jason and Leo down until they finally came into a clearing, right in front of the large statue built into the mountain of Poseidon. (Epic fight scenes!! Woohoo!) Percy is close to winning, but just before he totally ENDS Jason, wuh oh! Crushed by a rock! (So THATS what Leo was doing!) Jason and Leo finally meet down in front of Percy, and Jason has to decide if he’s going to collect Percy’s tears and leave him there, or, if he’s going to sacrifice their life for his. (Spoiler alert, it’s the former.) They collect Percy’s tears in the jar and sail back to the land where they met Hazel. (They’re both traumatized now! Hurrayyy!)

Percy, eventually escaping from the rock, had to fight as more Sirens came to “claim” his island for their own, since he would be weaker now and therefore it would be harder to get “food” (people.) Percy has to fight to survive for a LONG time (I haven’t gotten the timeline figured completely out but soon..) Maybe about a year or so.

(BACK to Leo and Jason (+the newly Acquired rest of the crew!! (Piper, Annabeth, Hazel, and Frank!!)))

The 6 land on a small island, running away from the authorities (they do that a lot) and a kind woman takes them in. The kind woman just so happens to be Sally Jackson!! Sally shelters the 6 for the night and before they leave in the next morning, Sally asks one thing from them.

To find her son, Perseus/Percy Jackson. Leo, of course, recognizes the name almost immediately, however, Jason doesn’t (forgetfulness arc coming back wuh oh!). At this point, Leo believes that they had killed Percy, after all, how many people survive after having a giant rock fall on them?

They go back to Percy’s island (regretfully) and find Percy (who’s EXTREMELY close to death now.) Basically, a summed up version is that they give Percy water to heal him, hoping he won’t kill then immediately once his strength replenishes.

Now for this part, I haven’t decided if they 1. Kidnap him (forcefully) because Percy refuses to go, or 2. They’re able to explain the situation and how his mother wants to see him again, and Percy agrees! (They just keep getting caught up in things and end up never making it back) choices, choices!!

That’s about it for how Percy comes to the Argo II!! He DOES have more lore, however, that comes after that!

[aspd-culture]

I guess this is a vent?

I don't like doing these things on my blog because what if I ruin my perfect little persona that I've built up for so long, lol.

Anyway.. no matter what I do, when I talk to my partner (they are heavily prosocial. Like.. heightened emotions and empathy, very charismatic and sensitive, SUPER aware of his enotions and everyone elses, too.) about symptoms and sometimes even just the way I see people in general the way that they react.. it worries me that he's scared of me.

I guess I can see why? I mean, I can't have my mother constantly telling me how bad of a person I am and how she's worried I'm going to do something horrible because of the way I act and not associate that with the way every other person see me. (Hurray for being conditioned to think every person is going to think I'm a bad person)

I know that my partner loves me, I know that he knows that I have ASPD and doesn't hold it against me, but I can't help being so livid at myself for scaring him.. for making him worry. They're such a sweet person that it's exhausting sometimes, but honestly, that helps me feel like he wouldn't lie to me. Sometimes I just wish he would. I wish he would tell me that he's not scared and that they don't worry about the things that they think I could do. I want him to treat me like any other partner, but deep down, I know I would hate it if he really did that. I know if he changed for me, for my confortability, I would feel like a bastard. Like I changed him because he wasn't good enough for me.

I don't think, in any way, it's unfair for you to expect that your partner - given that you've not done anything to them to cause this fear - treats you like a normal partner and doesn't act afraid of you. If this is based on knowing you have ASPD, not only aren't you in the wrong (which it doesn't sound like you are), but that partner is being ableist. It feels bad bc it's demonization and is a blatant show of ableism, which you shouldn't have to endure with someone as close to you as a partner is.

Without overstepping the bounds of me only knowing this post's worth of information about you, I think you may want to consider if that fear of you is actually your fault in any way, or if what you mentioned about your mother is coloring your view to make you okay with someone being ableist towards you.

So in my opinion this is a really important conversation for you two to have, and in that conversation if you realize that you were correct and he is actually scared of you, maybe try and explain the ways that is hurtful to you.

I know what it's like to simultaneously have spent hours and hours teaching myself not to respond with anger even when the anger is valid *and* still have people saying they're scared of you when you've done nothing to warrant it, and it's shitty. I eventually made a boundary that, if my partner is afraid of me and can't identify any reason why but just *is*, that that means we're incompatible bc I refuse to be treated like a monster for doing nothing wrong. It pushes me enough that it makes me *want* to do scary sh*t bc why work so hard not to when they're going to act this way anyways? That's just me but it's worth considering anyways.

I hope however you have gone about this has been doing okay, I know this ask is old and I'm responding to all of these old ones as if I just got them so that anyone with similar questions can still get advice on it.

Plain text below the cut:

I don't think, in any way, it's unfair for you to expect that your partner - given that you've not done anything to them to cause this fear - treats you like a normal partner and doesn't act afraid of you. If this is based on knowing you have ASPD, not only aren't you in the wrong (which it doesn't sound like you are), but that partner is being ableist. It feels bad bc it's demonization and is a blatant show of ableism, which you shouldn't have to endure with someone as close to you as a partner is.

Without overstepping the bounds of me only knowing this post's worth of information about you, I think you may want to consider if that fear of you is actually your fault in any way, or if what you mentioned about your mother is coloring your view to make you okay with someone being ableist towards you.

So in my opinion this is a really important conversation for you two to have, and in that conversation if you realize that you were correct and he is actually scared of you, maybe try and explain the ways that is hurtful to you.

I know what it's like to simultaneously have spent hours and hours teaching myself not to respond with anger even when the anger is valid *and* still have people saying they're scared of you when you've done nothing to warrant it, and it's shitty. I eventually made a boundary that, if my partner is afraid of me and can't identify any reason why but just *is*, that that means we're incompatible bc I refuse to be treated like a monster for doing nothing wrong. It pushes me enough that it makes me *want* to do scary sh*t bc why work so hard not to when they're going to act this way anyways? That's just me but it's worth considering anyways.

I hope however you have gone about this has been doing okay, I know this ask is old and I'm responding to all of these old ones as if I just got them so that anyone with similar questions can still get advice on it.

[my-toh-theories-2]

Quick lil theory but this has been on my mind for a while. But, why did Belos give SO much leniency for Lilith? She's the only character we see him give that kind of treatment to. She got to keep her Palismen (the only one he didn't steal/eat barring Eda) and let her fail for over a MONTH in capturing Eda. OVER A MONTH. Anyone else they'd be fucking fired or dead. So, why?? Well, I have an idea.

Firstly no, I don't think Belos was born evil. His own mindscape reflects this as his child aura was purple before it turns into a sinister red later in life. He n Evelyn could've actually been friends? mabye? Eh I lean more towards acquaintance/friend-ish kinda but you get my point lol.

Ok so hurray they once were friends, mabye. Well now I gotta describe another theory. My own lil personal theory I wrote up that was apart of one stupid long post like a week before s3 ep1 dropped. It is very long ripp but if you wanna read it go nuts. Bit out of date n got some stuff wrong but yeah

Anyways, my Evelyn was royalty in someway theory before giving up her throne!! Imo a queen cuz well...

"Little prince..."

There's more evidence supporting this there are ruins on the knee that imply a grand structure once lived there. And that Belos destroyed these now ruins (he is the kind of petty bitch to do that too). And Bill in Edge of The World calls the Boiling Isles the "Carcass Kingdom" instead of an Empire which is what it technically is.

Also this thing. It shows up ALL the fucking time on Eda's ceiling and it has a crown...

Also also!! This stupid soap drama parody! It's from the Owl Pellets from s1. It's about an upper class woman having to choose between a vain man who only wants her for the power she'd give him and a poor farmer boy that actually loves her. Also that egg's wearing Caleb's outfit dnsksk minus the shirt being white. Anyways, look at her dress compared to S1 Lilith's dress. Shares the same silhouette, a form fitting, floor length, A line dress with poofy, circular, sleeves. And while the hair isn't exactly the same... it's got the same vibe if you know what I mean...

Anyways... Belos has STRONG main character syndrome n, like his journal shows, needs to have a good story. A good fantasy. He's Luz that never got his Witches Before Wizards lesson (or did but it never stuck) And hey, what's a better story n fantasy then hey your brother n the FUCKING QUEEN lol. But, that's not how it played out. This is TOH. It's a fantasy show that breaks the fantasy genre. Evelyn and Caleb were both just, people. And from looking at the owl house tower they were people that just wanted a simple, quiet life together alone in the woods. Something that would both break the fantasy with us the audience and with Philip...

TL;DR basically coven head Lilith is who Evelyn was when she was still queen. Eda is who she became (more likely who she really was all along) when she finally gave up her throne. Which is why he's so lenient/ok with Lilith and fucking hates Eda lol

[gqteach]

It’s been many minutes, but again, I didn’t forget this blog existed, it’s just that life is full of things that I need to do and a side-hobby blog often gets discarded in favor of more essential to-dos.

But it’s summer! Hurray! I have survived two whole years of teaching.

My Principal did talk to my co-teacher but it was determined that things weren’t gonna work out, so they swapped in a different co-teacher. In addition to gendering me correctly, this man and I were like...significantly more on the same page in terms of education philosophy. I cannot express how much weight was lifted off my shoulders when they made that change. They even made it before the semester ended, which was wild - I was going to agree to tough it out for another month - but I certainly can’t complain, even if it did start some gossip I didn’t want anything to do with.

I say as if there’s any gossip I ever want something to do with.

I ended up taking over the GSA full time in March! The two teachers who led it before me had to step back for personal reasons, so I stepped from third leader to first with the help of another staff member (the only other person in the building who used they/them pronouns too, which was cool). We had a fun time, watched some Queer Eye, hung out, played Happy Little Dinosaurs. It was a good opportunity. Unfortunately, the two of us were not rehired for next year, so it’ll go back to my predecessors.

Brief aside: if you’re unfamiliar with how it works, basically teachers without tenure (in Chicago Public Schools) are employed on year-to-year contracts and at the end of the year they decide whether they want to renew your contract.

They didn’t want me for next year, so I’m on the hunt for a new job. I’m going to miss the community, but hopefully the next school will be a better fit for me in terms of personality/philosophy. I’m bad at politics and I can bend, but only so far, so trying to get me to enforce rules I think are useless and a waste of time is just gonna end badly for all of us. (Especially me, but that’s a power thing.) On the bright side, they hired a nonbinary English teacher, so the kids will still have some

The advising committee has done some amazing stuff gathering students from across the city and building community for Queer students. I’m hoping next year we can work more on policy (and finally get those gender neutral bathroom signs sorted) but there’s not a thing that we do that feels like a waste. I really wish I’d had this when I was a kiddo, but it’s so good to be part of it now.

I caught COVID a second time that seems to have decided to have an evil baby with my allergies and I haven’t been able to breathe properly through my nose since I caught it in January, but allergy meds have been coming in handy. I’ve been off Adderall for a couple months because I haven’t found a new psychiatrist, and that’s an adventure. Chronic Pain/Fatigue is at normal, but summer & sleep are helping. My personal life is kind of in shambles but c’est la vie. Just grab a roll of FlexTape and a prayer.

That’s all I can think of at the moment in terms of worthwhile updates, but I’ll try to actually post over the summer about some of the teaching teachers I’ll be doing. Until next time, I hope life treats you gently.

(06/26/2023)

[clownsgobeepbeep]

"That crush is totally gone...”

@grotesquegabby Even though he’s small your sailor is here X3 You’re probably annoyed by this already, so I apologize ^^’ As I’ve said, this will eventually stop heheh

[slashersangel]

•poke• can i request something pwease? :0

Don't call me cringe 🙄 aight? But, y'know those stories where the vampire gets the human chick pregnant and they were like "oh ..well I never I could do that, hurray new addition" n right? :D I beg for poly lost boys (you may include michael this time) and soft fem reader headcanons or maybe this can be a drabble/oneshot maybe? anywayd I wanna know how they will react to their soft fem s/o being pregnant and it's one of theirs owo ♡♡ Like maybe david is like mad bc he's like "we are vampires, we cant reproduce. Who have you been with?" etc

Thank you bye, sorry if its too much or something but thank you ♡♡ :D

ooooh i hate pregnancy tropes (if you saw the bo sinclair posts no you didnt) but for youuu I guessss i can do it, just this once…..

tw!: very brief talk of sa!

Poly!Lost Boys + pregnant s/o!

You had missed your period, at first you thought it was just a fluke and you’ll get it soon, but the whole month was filled with anxiety just waiting for your period to come.

The boys could sense it, and smell the anxiety all over you. They tried asking what was wrong but was immediately shot down with a lame excuse about family or friends. They tried taking your mind off the fact, but nothing seemed to work.

It wasn’t until you had to cancel on them that night for them to he really concerned. In reality, you had to go a get a pregnancy test, a month and a half without getting your period.

You did and it came out positive, to simply put, you were not ready for it to be positive. You had a panic attack to say the least. When the boys pulled up to your house, they could smell your fear and anxiety from a mile away, so they quickly made their way inside and to your bedroom.

Michael, Paul and Marko checked all around the house while David and Dwayne went straight to your room to find you coming down from your attack.

They kept asking you what was wrong but you refused to tell them, it wasn’t until the others came back, Michael holding the pregnancy test in his hand. Now, they’ve all watched their fair share of your favorite movies, which so happened to have a couple of explanations of, or the tests in them, that and you had to explain to Paul when he was utterly confused.

David stormed over to Michael and ripped the test out of his hand, then he went back over to you, he was upset, but not fuming yet. He was asking questions, not accusing you of cheating, but asking if you did or had been with anyone else, how long you have known.

When you didn’t answer how he wanted, that’s when he started to get pissed. If you had cheated, he just wanted you to come clean as simple as that. He’d find the person and they’d have a horrible death, and of course he’d have to teach you a lesson, but as long as you knew that you always belonged to him, he’d understand if you wanted to explore your options. (not really but you get the point)

But when you swore you didn’t cheat, he saw red. He thought you were lying, hell they all did, they were all angry in their own way as well and they all thought none of them could get you pregnant, so it had to be someone else. Someone that wasn’t them.

Maybe, in their mind, you, their sweet precious girlfriend, who could never do any harm, were taken advantage of. You’d easily help anyone, and with your softness, anyone could harm you without any of the boys with you, and the thought of that had them fuming,

Then, Dwayne, the ever so smart on, recalled what Max had told them before he died. A half vampire can get a human pregnant, it was rare but could happen. Then he announced it to the room. David, who couldn’t see past the blinding rage at first, didn’t hear it. But then it sunk in. Michael hadn’t fully turned yet, you were still human, and you and Michael had definitely done the deed many times, last month for example.

You had said you had your suspicions for about a month, so everything adds up. Everyone had their own moment to process everything. The boys didn’t think they wanted a baby, Michael on the other hand, yeah he was still young, but if you wanted one, he’d be such a good dad.

Paul and Marko barely remembered the last time they had took care of one, if he ever did. Dwayne just remembered Laddie, who went with Star once Max died. And David didn’t want a kid running around, especially in the cave, which was no place for a young child.

You were the first one to speak. They heard a soft, “Please don’t hate me.” come out of your mouth and they all broke, immediately coming to your side and telling you words of affirmation to get you to stop the sobs coming past your lips. They kissed all your tears away.

They come to terms with you being pregnant fairly quickly. If you want to keep it them they won’t say anything about it, if you don’t, they’ll accept that too.

And David apologizes for yelling at you once the two of you were alone, which causes you to cry all over again because he was just so mean, and how could he ever assume that you’d cheat! That was so rude! Which he had to promise not to yell at you again (good luck with that) and he had to make it up to with you all the cuddles and kisses you wanted. Even as a vampire; he knew not to piss off a pregnant lady.

dont ask for a part two i will not make one<3 hope you liked it cause i didn’t >:(

[distractedrighter]

I don’t mind the screenshot at all so no worries! And you did a great job explaining your POV :)

First I realize I didn’t put this disclaimer: I hope my tags didn’t come off as me disagreeing with you, I was merely mentioning how I headcanon my lw and her dad. Lots of people portray their james as more religious than my interpretation which is def okay and not something I would try to “correct” by any means

But yes I agree with you, he only ever mentions God in relation to Catherine so I just don’t see him being super religious.

I’m honestly kind of shocked we don’t see MORE religious imagery in the vaults! They were all about patriotism and stuff and you just can’t disconnect the us government from religion (sadly) so i definitely think it would be a standard belief to be christian! Not to mention the vault chaplain job is I think something to can get through the GOAT. One reason I see it not being spoken to widely is because Alphonse is very authoritarian. I don’t think he’d want to encourage people to view a figure as higher in power than him. He may not openly defy God because that would be too far. But I could see him subtly ignoring God as a concept but enforcing some of the conservative christian views (like you can’t be gay because you need to procreate).

The fallout 3 brainrot is so severe. I’ll have a glass of wine to toast to the anniversary of James’ terrible parenting - hurray!

Btw I love seeing your takes on this so no need to apologize for the long post, keep on yapping to me!!!

i like to personally think that the Lone Wanderer, obviously raised religious (christian) to some degree, had their incredulity with religion for good after seeing James die.

or maybe even after James left, and they were forced to be the Wasteland's errand person using their morals and beliefs for the good of humanity, but ultimately just being used.

faith slowly fading, turning into hatred and resentment, or maybe just a lost soul wondering why God abandoned them just like everyone else did.

[goodneighborxfallout]

What are the companions reactions to twin soles (so, technically not soles??) who finish each other's sentences and just do Creepy Twin Shit™.

Thank you for the request! Now that I read it again, however, I didn't do what you asked for... your request made me think of the twins on TLC who constantly try to talk in unison but are terribly bad at it, and I went with that, sorry! Still hope you like it because I had so much fun writing this! (Also sorry for taking literal years to write this)

Cait:

Cait will be instantly annoyed at it and is not afraid to let them know.

“Yeah, quit that already, it’s not cute.”

Codsworth:

If this is a new post-war thing, Codsworth will be very concerned, but he’ll just laugh it off awkwardly whenever it happens.

“Yes… haha… that’s right, sirs/mums.”

Curie:

Plain confused: “Why do you do that? Why not just listen to what the other has to say?”

Danse:

Danse will be creeped out, but he’ll try to hide it by sounding annoyed instead. However, he will most likely not offer the twins a spot on his team in Cambridge.

Deacon:

He’s heard tales of the twins, but only good stuff, so you can imagine the disappointment when they come knocking on the Railroad doors only to discover that they are actually weirdly off-putting.

“Ah man, if only you were actually good at speaking in sync, imagine the things we could pull off. Well anyway, welcome to our little freakshow, and I think you, my friend, might just top Tinker Tom.” And he’d silently add a sarcastic "hurray".

Gage:

“Look, we can’t have two Overbosses, that’s not how it works,” Gage says, already full-on annoyed that even the very start of his new Overboss plan didn’t go according to plan.

“We do a- everything together. We’re bas- basically one person.”

“We do everything together. We’re act- basically one person.”

The twins say in semi-unison, constantly looking at each other to make sure they say the same thing but still failing half the time.

“Oh for the love of- cut that shit out! Why the hell did I help ya’ll out against Colter?”

Hancock:

Hancock completely ignores the weird twin stuff, mostly because he thinks he’s so high on jet he’s hallucinating one of the two. The only thing is… if he’s hallucinating a second person, then why are they so bad at talking in unison?

Longfellow:

Longfellow has about enough of the twins the moment they first open their mouths. He won’t want to talk to them after that, but if he happens to cross paths with them, he won’t hesitate to insult them either.

“You one of them lunatic rad freaks? You’d fit right in.”

MacCready:

“Yeah, whatever you say, boss, as long as I get my share of the money at the end.” He says at first, but after traveling with them for a spell, he won’t be able to handle it anymore and part ways – not even caring if he gets his money or not.

Nick:

Deep, irritated sigh. “We get it, you two are twins. What more do you have to prove to anyone?”

Piper:

Absolutely flabbergasted during the interview. Piper is unsure whether she should say anything about this weird behavior or not, she decides to stay quiet and stares at her notes from the interview in semi-shock and with a heap of regret.

Preston:

“So which one of you is going to be the general?”

The twins look at each other.

“We wou- will only become general if we can do it together.”

“We will- will only be… become general if we can do it together.”

Preston will be speechless for a moment. His first instinct is to explain why that isn’t possible, but he quickly realizes any such attempt will be futile anyway and gives up.

Strong:

It can either go one or two ways here. Either he's focused on them being twins which he'll perceive as something positive: "Humans look alike! Like Strong and brothers look alike! Good!

Or he's focused on the talking, which (as we all know) is bad: “Humans talk too much! Humans should fight!”

X6-88:

“So which one of you is Father’s parent?”

“We are both his mother.”

“We are both his mother.”

The twins say with much difficulty in syncing their lines. X6-88’s disappointment was immeasurable, but he sure was glad Father had been taken away from his mother(s?) and was raised inside the Institute instead. If Father insisted on keeping the twins around, X6-88 would question Father's objectivity, but he would follow orders as always and keep his opinion to himself.

[acewithapaintbrush]

Something a little bit personal. It got longer than I thought so the rest under the cut.

So, even before Corona hit, I had done the (for me) unthinkable:

I had finished a novel.

I have started many ever since I was a snot nosed little brat, but had never actually finished one because I lost the drive or hated what I had written. This time I had an idea that I really wanted to see completed and I told myself that no matter how much I hated my own writing, I would finish it. So I plotted the whole story out and I powered through to get the first draft done. And I did. The first draft was, as expected, horrible (in my eyes) but after lots of rewriting and revising it got better and better and after many months it was finally at a point where I felt it was complete and tried to send it to publishers.

And no one wanted it.

And that was kinda a bummer, but also not surprising because publishers get thousands of stories daily. Why would they want my weird mix of modern fantasy + found family + crime story out of all of them?

I told myself that I would self publish, but I never got around to it because even though I liked the story that I had written (and friends and family told me they liked what they had read) I was never a 100 % happy with the wording. The sentences felt clunky to me. The emotions didn't feel nearly as powerful put into words as they were supposed to.

During the writing process I often felt like I couldn't articulate what I wanted to say in an impactful way. I knew exactly what I wanted to say, but put into German sentences they just lacked the bite, the punch.

I liked what I had written, but I wasn't really happy with it and the rejection letters didn't help any.

And so it collected dust on my shelf. My first finished novel and nothing to show for it because I didn't feel like it was worth getting it out there when I myself had so many grievances with it.

I sometimes look at it and think about the characters I created and that are so dear to me and hate myself for being so insecure about it all. For letting my dream of my own book become buried under a pile of self-doubt and apathy. I felt like a failure. It felt like I had given up an inch before the finish line but unable to pull myself up again.

Starting with fanfiction again and getting so many amazing comments about how I have a way with words, how I manage to convey emotions with my writing and lots other wonderful encouragements, I often found myself wishing I had written my novel in English.

It does sound crazy, but I've always been better with English than with my native tongue when it comes to writing. Not necessarily when it comes to grammar or spelling (as you'll probably have guessed by now) but when it comes to putting emotions and a story on paper, English has always been so much easier for me. I kid you not, while writing my novel I often pictured how I would write the sentence in English and then translated that into German. Totally bonkers, but true.

So yeah, me sitting here, wishing I could have written my book in English.

And then having a "Duh" moment because I can! No one is stopping me!

English is not a barrier in the german book market, it's actually a way to reach even more people.

And if you self publish, the language matters even less.

So, I just wanna give this a try.

A last hurray, a last rebellion in the wake of defeat. A last time breathing life into a beloved project that never left my mind.

I just wanna try again.

So why am I making a big ass post which actually can be summarized as: "I will translate my own book into another language."?

In part to keep myself accountable, to maybe help you keep me accountable ("Yo Ace, working on that novel? Don't slack now!")

But also in part because after "A place for Crows" is done, I won't start another big project like that until the novel thing is done. I WILL STILL WRITE FANFICTION, I WILL NEVER STOP WRITING FANFICTION! But don't expect another over 100k monster out of me too soon. Since my novel is actually done I think translating and revising won't take too long but I wanna do this right and concentrate on that.

As I said, I won't stop writing fanfiction, making art and diy projects and interacting here and with my beloved fandoms, so I really hope you'll stick around for my dazzling personality and stories.

Thank you for your attention.

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Podoboo

Debut: Super Mario Bros.

Before I start this post, I’d like to clear something up. Podoboo? Yes, Podoboo! I’m well aware these enemies are often called Lava Bubbles and that’s the name Nintendo has been trying to make standardised these days, but you know what? You can’t make me! Podoboo is a lot cuter, plus its the name I grew up with and changes in society scare me and cause me to lash out! Maybe Lava Bubble is closer to the Japanese name of just “Bubble”, but since when has that been a factor in any of the localised names? Do you really want to refer as Lakitu as “Jugemu”, huh? I’ll have you know one of my civil rights as a citizen of Wet Dry World is to refer to Mario enemies with whichever official name I please. Like it or leave it!

So this is a post about Podoboo. Do you like Podoboo? I certainly Podo-do! They are perhaps the most generic design you could give to a Mario enemy, a visibly Dangerous Thing with two eyes, but they have always charmed me! It’s the little things, like their distinct shape and the fact their pupils are somewhat wider than most obstacles like this. They bring me comfort in dire times. No matter what happens, I know Podoboo will be there, jumping at a set height in a particular spot of lava! Without them I would be nothing! 

So simple is their design, isn’t it weird to think they started off as even simpler? The Podoboos in the first SMB game are completely blind, and with no eyes they may as well not be creatures at all! Of course, I’m very glad they are creatures, and their iconic behaviour was there from the start! They love to jump, of course! There is nothing they would rather be doing!

Awaken! As of Super Mario World, they have been gifted sight and are no longer blind to the sins of this world! Hurray! What do you think they see as they jump up and down? I’m surprised it doesn’t make them dizzy!

You’ll be glad to hear Podoboos have had an expansive career ever since, now with their new trademark eyes! After all, they are THE lava enemy! Anywhere you’ve got that tasty hot fire juice, these guys are soon to follow! Here they are in Super Mario RPG, called Sparkies here because they couldn’t make up their minds on a localized name and probably because they confused them with Li’l Sparkies. In Yoshi’s Story they even called them Spark Spooks! Geez, I’ll even take the name Lava Bubble over this! But doesn’t this render look nice and juicy?

Though any great career has its flops, and I have to say... I am usually the first to campaign for the unique designs from the first three Paper Marios, but I do not really like this Lava Bubble! This takes away from their distinct Mario-y charm and makes them look like a Fire Enemy you could find in any other game! Though in the RPGs they are able to float around without needing any lava, the ones in Super Paper Mario act just like the platformer ones, jumping around despite not looking like they should be doing that! Ok!

The Podoboo from New Super Mario Bros. DS just wasn’t trying very hard at all. Come on! They could’ve it a bit more justice than this! 

Ah, there we go! The Podoboos in New Super Mario Bros. Wii decided to finally stop messing about and go back to what everyone loved from them in Super Mario World. I encourage experimenting with your identity, of course, but it’s good to be back, and now they are more mortal than ever! A single shot from an Ice Flower is enough to instantly vaporize a Podoboo in a puff of smoke, which is a bit scary! Are they really just pure fireballs that can be put out just like that? What a frightening life to live!

And in Super Mario Galaxy 2, they... hey, wait!! You took away their eyes again! Now you are just being inconsiderate. This outraged me as a kid! One of my most vivid memories of playing this game with my brother involved chanting “Podoboo rights! They deserve eyes!” because this upset me so much. Maybe my past as an activist is why I am so passionate about Mario enemies these days... I think I was 100 percent correct in hindsight, and now you know some of my backstory, too!

What relief it gave me to find out they were back to their usual selves in 3D Land! And they have been ever since, of course getting redesigned for the modern Paper Mario games and everything. 

What’s this? Blue Podoboos! Podo-blues, even...! They show up in 3D World, in its incredibly cool-looking blue lava levels! It’s a well known fact that blue fire is objectively cooler than red fire, and it seems even the Podoboos wanted in on the action! Blue Lava is an actual phenomenon I’ve just learnt, though it’s a sulfuric fire rather than lava. Could it be that Podoboos, being made entirely of lava, adapt to their environment? I’m not sure...

As an aside, the blue Lava Bubbles aren’t to be confused with Lava Bubble (Blue), which are from Mario Galaxy and show up during King Kaliente’s fight! They hop around on the ground and have square-ish eyes, which is enough to make them different I guess!

The Podoboo’s next big appearance, in Super Mario Odyssey, was in Soup! Yes you heard me- Soup! Some delightfully pepto-bismol pink coloured soup, no less. This is why I wasn’t too sure about Podoboo’s being able to adapt to their environment earlier- the Luncheon Kingdom is a big soup volcano after all, but the fact these Lava Bubbles are able to live in it is very interesting!

There is simply no way I would talk about Odyssey here without talking about possibly its greatest achievement, the best game design decision ever made! After decades of begging from fans, they finally did the impossible- they made Podoboo playable! Now it is Podo-you! It is quite unlike the other captures in the game, since it keeps the Podoboo’s simple-looking eyes and simply adds onto it a nose and a mustache! You may very well be the world’s first Podoboo with a sense of smell! I wonder if that is a benefit or not. The constant smell of soup might be a bit overpowering. 

Not only is this delightful, but it gives us more insight into the life of the humble Podoboo. First of all is the fact that they can swim around in lava, not just jump in one spot! Do you think they do this when we aren’t looking? I really hope so! Imagine a school of Podoboos swimming through molten lava in a castle’s moat. How delightful! 

The Luncheon Kingdom is also home to a number of Lava cannons, marked with a Podoboo’s lovely face. These are cannons for only for Podoboos to launch themselves across the kingdom, from one body of lava to another! My question is whether this was technology made by Podoboos themselves or whether it was made by some generous Podoboo lovers as some lava equivalent to the Fish Tube. I think I would take either explanation! 

And last I have a Podoboo appearance that even I, the world’s biggest Podoboo fan, didn’t know about! Paper Mario Color Splash has a Big Lava Bubble boss which speaks with you through a Shy Guy translator! It is quite upset that you barged into its volcano and decided to change the temperature. Mario, of course, kills it anyway, and also the Shy Guy translator without a second thought.

Still, just take a look at this sprite sheet! How cute! A little disappointing that they thinned out the eyes, but wow! They more than make up for it with this range of expressions! An angry Podoboo! A sad Podoboo! And my personal favorite is of course the shocked Podoboo with its assymetrical dot eyes, which might be one of the best things I’ve ever seen. 

To be honest, I could talk about Podoboo forever! If you didn’t stop me, I would go on all day about their every appearance, but I kind of had to limit myself to some of the most relevant ones. I just think they’re neat! And cute! And silly! Besides, I’m Mod F Boy, so I’m basically obliged to talk about fireballs with eyes! But for now I must bid you Pod-adieu! 

...Not! What, did you really believe me? Well you clicked the Keep Reading button, so you only have yourself to blame for this. Here I am talking about more Lava Bubbles from all over, because Lava Bubble’s career has taken it BEYOND the Mario series! Wow!

Podoboo’s had quite a few appearance in the Zelda series, appearing in Link’s Awakening, both the Oracle games, and even Cadence of Hyrule! Their Zelda wiki page is still called Podoboo instead of Lava Bubble, which means those Zelda fans have it better than we do. But wow, this is a pretty angry looking Podoboo! I wouldn’t mess with them! 

Both the Oracle games even had a Podoboo Tower! Amazing! They look quite a lot like a Fire Snake, but they are simply a tower of Podoboos! Why don’t they do this more often?

Hm... The Cadence of Hyrule one doesn’t have any eyes. Come on guys! It’s 2019! Podoboos having eyes should be standard! Though they still made the conscious decision to call them “Podoboos” in 2019, so I can’t be too mad. 

And they have even spread to Minecraft! In the Mario Mash-up Pack, they replace the Magma Cube enemies, and really there was no better choice for this. And now we have a Podoboo Cube! What more could possibly be left for Podoboo?

The answer is obvious- Podoboo in real life! Thanks to a certain Lego Mario set, Podoboo is now real and can be in your home for the small price of 19,99 US dollars. Please give a Podoboo a home today! Just make sure you don’t own anything flammable. 

[bokunosimpfiction]

Yandere!Heisenberg x Reader Pt 3

A/N: Since y’all demanded a plot that’s what you’ll get. Will it be good? No. I’ve never written anything with a plot in my entire life. Ever. Not even when I did Nanowrimo or whatever. I just bullshitted the whole thing. Like I’ll do with this fic. Y’all are going to have to remind me to update because I have the attention span of a goat. I’ll try to update this on Saturdays??? IDK at this point. ALSO, WHY THE FUCK IS THIS SO POPULAR?????????? DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY NOTES THIS HAS ON AO3???? 69????SIXITY FUCKING NINE??? I HATE EVERYTHING MY LEGACY WILL BE READER CALLING HEISENBERG DOOFSCHMIRTZ I HATE EVRYTHING DSHFUGSADFJ

Synopsis: You have totally, %100, given up on escaping. Totally. You haven't been gathering supplies for one, final last hurray. Nope. Totally not. All you have to do is persuade Heisenberg of that so you can change your mind at the last minute. Y’all know the trigger warning for this series but if you don’t tw:kidnapping (implied)

Taglist: it’s exclusivly @localdepressedvampire​  so if you want to be on it for just this story or for all my pieces fill out the google doc in my pinned post or dm me and I’ll put you on it. :)

             You’ve made a breakthrough in your long-term plan of escapism. Even with the mini escape attempts that were really about exploring the factory and less about actually trying to get out, you hadn’t made a lot of progress: until now.

             Well, two, really… Okay, maybe 1 ½. Firstly, you found a sawed-off two-barrel shotgun. With ammo. In fact, there was a various amount of ammo around the factory, but no actual gun. Until now. The second discovery, which is nowhere near as useful, was a window. Which was probably 50 or more feet up from the ground. You didn’t get a chance to inspect it that much, considering as soon as you saw it and got a glimpse at the far-off ground, you had to run again from Lycans.

             Which gives you a basic idea of a way to escape. You knew where the ammo was, you knew where the gun was and had a route to the edge of the building, and hopefully could find stairs at the end of the hallway. Now all you had to do was find a time where you could be gone long enough to get a decent head start before, he notices you’re even gone. Even when he was in the workshop, he kept a close eye on you, keeping you in arms-length to the point where it taxed on both of your mental health.

             And even then, in that chair in the small room, you watch him work in the finer details on something the size of your head and torso. You try not to look at the phone in your lap, he doesn’t even know you have it, much less how great the reception is in the building. How did he not know about his old phone that was still working fine? Oh well, he doesn’t need to know you’re looking at memes and reading feel-good wolf-star fanfic on ao3.

             The best idea you had was to leave him while he was asleep, but there were two some issues with that: he clung to you like his life depended on it, your back to his chest and arms around you almost tight enough to keep you awake; it was dark as hell in the hallways of the factory as is, but it would be impossible to navigate safely with the lights; and the Lycans were most active outside at night, which was where you were trying to go. They’ve tried to eat you before as they show no discrimination on food.

             The only way to get a good enough head start would be to leave while he didn’t notice you were gone, and wouldn’t notice for a long, long time. And that when it hit you. The only time he ever left you by yourself was when he had to deal with the other three lords. And while he left you in that basement that you originally woke up in, you had memorized your way out and found that going up five flights of stairs took you to that faithful widow.

             Would you have enough time to explore and look for an actual exit/entrance, or should you play it safe and find a way to go out that window. You wanted to laugh to yourself, you’d never think that going down a 50ft plus drop would be considered safe, but here you were, kidnapped and held hostage by one of the people your late grandmother warned you not to associate with, or even go near. The letter you received directly quoted “the four lords and their mother, Mother Miranda, are not to be approached or associated with at any costs. You’ll know them when you see them, they smell like death and money. See them and run.”

             You can’t help but find that ironic, considering that you did try to run, heeded her warning, and still faced the consequences that were far worse than she had warned you about. You regretted coming here, to this small village, when you first arrived: no friends, and even those you tried to approach held you to her standard and expected them to be just like her. You were far from her kind and optimistic nature (at least that’s what you heard of her; you hadn’t even known of her whereabouts until she was dead).

             Even the duke, who had helped smuggle you into the village, didn’t seem fond of you. It was a shame, you tried so hard to impress him. But he saw you to a point where you could easily reach her old cottage without having too many issues, turned his cart around, and left without a good-bye. It bothered you to no end that your only companion for about a year or so was an elderly outside cat and the creaking noises the walls made at night.

             And then the cat died and not even a week later you got kidnapped. You never considered yourself lucky, but damn if that wasn’t the worst streak of luck you’ve had in a long time.

             You pretend to turn a page in your book and scroll through your Instagram feed, seeing friends having fun at the beach, or studying at the library, or your old best friend taking selfies in provocative clothing to your ex-boyfriend. Did she forget he cheated on you? She wasn’t always the smartest, but she brought that heartbreak upon herself. You see a photo of your mom, she had posted a picture of a black and white photo of her with her mom, you’re guessing, you have no idea who that old woman is.

             This is the last photo I had with my mom before she died. We lost contact after I moved out. I wish we parted on better terms, Nana.

             She’s in a prairie dress, holding an ancient-looking key in one hand, and the other wrapped around her mom, a middle-aged woman with long hair in two braids and a face that had too many stress wrinkles. You guess your mom was as bad as you were in college. The background looks dreary. You would have guessed it to be the quality of the photo if you hadn’t recognized the house behind them as the house you lived in used to live in.

             The loops on the handle of the key look familiar. You spread your fingers apart to zoom in and see the blurry engravings on the side. It was the payment you gave to sneak into the village. You thought it was a worthless family heirloom at most and found it strange that he had even found interest in the key, or even valued it deeper than money in general. Maybe this photo or other photos of you and your family would help out.

             Why is that key suddenly piquing your interest? Were you that bored, as to sit there and think about a key that was at least twice your age? A key that you didn’t even have. You needed a hobby besides escapism and rejecting your captor’s sexual advances. You look up at him again, only to find him leaning against the desk, hat off and sunglass placed on his forehead, his gaze on you. It wasn’t his normal piercing one, that studied you and calculated your every move, but soft and lazy. His current gaze was dreamy; he was daydreaming about you. You found that equally undaring s it was unnerving.

             “Karl.”

             “Yes, Sweetiepea?” Honestly, what the fuck.

             “Firstly, why are you staring at me like that? Secondly, that is the most disgusting way to use that pet name. I need to take a shower after you called me that.”

             He chuckles light-heartedly. Even his softer more genuine, happy chuckles are booming and loud. “Okay… Sugarplum!” And he busts out laughing.

             Clearly dodging the first question and focusing on the second. You can’t believe you gave him ammo for his annoying-you-gun. And you thought you’d grown immune to most of his… less-savory traits. Were you growing used to him? Next thing you know you’re going to like him and develop Stockholm syndrome!

             “You’re a shit head, hobo magneto…” You turn your head away and let your hair cover half your face so he can’t see you smile. You’ll miss him when you escape and get the duke to smuggle you back to your home in Bucharest. But only a little. Just because calling Heisenberg these names are funny.

             “Why don’t you call me by my name, I know you know it.”

             “You sure about that?” You quip back.

             “You’ve lived with me for at least two months now!”

             “Hm…. I think I know your name! It’s uh…” You are totally faking not knowing his name. “It’s… Heidi Carlson? Yeah, that sounds about right!”

             “It’s Karl Heisenberg!”

             “Quit being so silly, Heidi! Maybe it’s nap-time!” This was a little too fun.

             He looks back at his project for a moment and genuinely considers it. “I know you’re being antagonistic but you’re probably right.” And with that, he walks towards you and goes to scoop you up. You have to shut your book quickly in order for him not to notice the phone in between its pages before you let him pick you up.

             He immediately notices that. “Are… Are you sick?”

             “No! Of course not!” Because you genuinely aren’t sick, and he’s already up in your business as-is, you don’t need him dotting on you because he thinks you’re sick or something. You’ll go fucking crazy.

             “You’ve put in zero effort into anything remotely physical since your last little failed escape attempt.” He gave it a little bit of thought. “You’ve given up, haven’t you, and you’re just depressed about it aren’t you?”

             You want to say no, you really do, but if Heisenberg thinks you’ve given up on escaping, perhaps it’ll give you enough space to plan the big one. The reverse heist so to speak. “No- I… okay maybe I have but I still don’t like you.

             He leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead. “Good girl. Now let’s get us that well-deserved nap.”

             You plug your nose and turn away as a joke. “You’ve gotta take a bath first, you smell like oil and sweat.” You don’t fight it, because you have to play the part, but you still have to act a little bit like yourself.

             “Okay, fine doll, but don’t think you’ve escaped my barrage of affection, because as soon as I get out of the shower-“

             You bonk him. And he looks at you so confused before he smiles and leans down to nuzzle his nose against yours. You try to hold the bile back in your mouth and lean forward and peck his lips before leaning back. You failed at trying to not visibly gag.

             “Ew… I can’t believe I just kissed you.”

             “Well, I guess someone caught feelings… Didn’t they?”

[1358456]

The Checklist

I checked my own Tumblr, and I see that the Last Post post from 2020 is on page 11. As in, I have filled the last 10 pages with posts that don’t have the deep embedded frustration. Which means, I have now completed that particular objective.

So, does that mean I’m going to go away now, and bury the zombie Mew? ... Well... not yet.

I wound up giving myself four more objectives relatively recently. And those were: 1) reach xx50 posts (round up to nearest 10 upon completing the 10 pages of no frustration), 2) short story in which Diamond and Pearl take on White and Y, 3) a Diamond & Platinum short story depicting their first date, and 4) write one more banter post.

I’m not going anywhere until I post the Last Post 2.0 post. And I can only do that upon completing all four objectives I gave myself. So it’s a checklist that I’m working towards completing. The current checklist goes as...

What does all this mean for me? Well, it means that I can now post whatever the hell I want without worrying about the post count, as long as those posts don’t have any deep embedded frustrations (aka, rants). If I end up venting, I’ll just delete those posts as I have been doing to keep that first checkmark in place. So, while the checklist specifies two short stories, I can very well write another one if I feel like it. ... Will I feel like it though? I don’t know. Though I do have this sudden urge to write a situation where Red bribes/extorts Platinum for something.

Platinum: “Absolutely not.” Red: “Aww. But you already ate that specially ordered strawberry cake slice I was supposed to be saving for Blue. She’s going to be real mad at me if she finds out that I lost that slice for no reason!” Platinum: “... That was your decision. You decided to let me have it.” Red: “But it wasn’t like I could say no to you, you know?” Platinum: “... I did not expect such a dishonorable tactic from you, senior...”

And now what does all this mean for you? It means you can ask whatever random thing you want without worrying about post counts! Hurray! So, by all means, ask whatever you may have wanted to ask.

... Will I regret this sleepiness-induced lapse in judgment? Well, what’s the worst thing that could happen? Either nothing happens anyways, and I fill up the rest of the checklist and then go away. Or, I end up posting a couple of dozen more posts before I finish the checklist and go away!

I have a feeling I might regret this decision, though there really is nothing to regret. But hey. The die has been cast. It’s tomorrow-me’s problem now.

[heinzpilsnergonewild]

Vegeta’s Character Analysis Looooooooooong Read

Oh my, what can I say? I just really love to write long essays in a language that isn’t even native to me, lol.

Well, nobody’s perfect, I guess. ... Were you expecting a Cell joke here? I may not be perfect, but that doesn't mean I have to be that predictable.

Ahem, anyway.

This isn't exactly a psychological analysis of the character - more like, hmm, a storytelling analysis. Or something in between, really.

You may not find anything fundamentally new in this text, but I definitely had fun writing it, haha.

It's mostly amateur. I have a useless psychology degree, but not a literature one.

My classic rant about vegebul fics is included, of course.

Summary: proper psychological analysis requires a single continuous personality, which Vegeta simply doesn’t have.

The more I think about Vegeta, the more I come to the conclusion that he is only pretending to be a consistently evolving character.

In fact, he's a bit like 10 different characters in one, which abruptly replace each other (and that's without considering the difference caused by the voice actors’ approach and the changes in his looks). Essentially, Vegeta's a collection of disparate images, arbitrarily lined up by Toriyama and hastily glued together. And the beginning of this line is so far from the end of it that these two extreme images cannot be perceived as belonging to the same person. Well, because human psychology just doesn't work that way.

(Not that Vegeta is unique in this respect – it’s a common feature of characters in long stories that authors compose as they write. Still, his case is quite extreme and interesting as example.)

I mean, take Vegeta in the Saiyan or the Namek arc. He's a complete psychopath. He clearly doesn’t suffer at heart from the unnecessary violence (as, for example, Guts from Berserk). His behavior looks like something natural for him, not an unhealthy defensive reaction. He enjoys it, he smiles happily, killing and torturing weak innocent people. And such a degree of psychopathy is not something that can be healed by a couple of deep personality crises or years of peaceful family life. Vegeta's redemption arc works through strong emotional impact and forgetfulness of the audience, but makes very little sense when viewed in retrospect.

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Perhaps the biggest, hmm, splitting of the personality occurred with Vegeta right after the Namek arc. Toriyama had already made a small retcon of the character’s motives before (to include Vegeta in the context of the Freeza army after the Saiyan arc), but it didn't feel that drastic.

You see, until Vegeta was invited to Bulma’s house…..

(Gosh, Toriyama, you could’ve done it more subtly, really. Vegeta killed Yamcha, threatened to kill Bulma, gutted Zarbon in front of her eyes, slaughtered an entire Namekian village... Oh well.)

…Ahem, anyway, right up to Bulma's invitation, Vegeta looked to me like a character who, hmm, has a life of his own? I mean, you have always felt that his motives and behavior were generated by the bizarre social system, not related to the little world of Goku and his friends. Simply put, Vegeta was a natural product of the big space civilization, an organic part of it. His whole personality was formed by it, all his plans, motivation and ambitions were associated with it. And although in the Saiyan arc, he gave the impression of an independent entrepreneurial chief at the head of a small hierarchy, in the Namek arc it was revealed that Vegeta is actually far from independent. He lost his throne and his people, he was in slavery to the tyrant all his life, and wants to take power for himself. So, his social background and the motives caused by it post factum get much more complex. But in short, Vegeta wanted a highest possible position in the hierarchy he knew. In this way, he was… social? His belonging to the Saiyan race was only a small (although important) part of the overall picture. Because the Saiyans were dead, but the Freeza Empire was alive.

But when Toriyama realized Vegeta's popularity and decided to keep him in the story after Namek, it came as a blow to the character's personality. Apparently, the author simply couldn't come up with an elegant way that could keep the character in all its complexity around, and therefore did a very clumsy thing. He roughly cut Vegeta out of his social context and almost forcibly glued him to the main character group like a poorly done appliqué. But although you see rough edges and glue drips, the story moves on rapidly, distracting you with Freeza and Future Trunks, and you don't stop to think about what happened. This is how, almost imperceptibly, Toriyama changed Vegeta's motives (and, consequently, the basis of his personality). Yes, Vegeta's saiyan pride was also significant part of his character previously, but when it became his sole and central motivation after Namek, you feel like a very big and important piece of him has been arbitrarily cut off. This wouldn't have happened if Toriyama had followed the logic of previously established social motives, rather than his desire to make Vegeta a convenient figure. Now, bound hand and foot by the author, the character is forced to behave as the plot requires.

Still, all this can be justified by the fact that Vegeta experienced a deep emotional shock as a result of death, which forced him to rethink his life priorities and wait for Goku (especially in the manga, where he just lived with Bulma for a whole year after Namek, without even trying to use dragonballs) ... And then he waited for the androids (despite the final death of Freeza and his father, which was an excellent chance to try to take over the decapitated empire). Anyway, this rationalization doesn't negate the fact that the character, as a result, has lost a significant part of the fire that he demonstrated in the Namek arc. His new energy, the energy of obsession with surpassing Goku, turns him into a new character – bitter, marginalized and focused on training.

(Ironically, the very splitting that made him a less attractive character in my eyes allowed vegebul to take place. After all, imagining the romantic relationship of the nice Bulma and Vegeta at the height of his villainous ambition is really difficult. That just would be a psychologically implausible story.)

In the Android and Cell arcs, after brief glimpses of the SSJ superiority, Toriyama turned Vegeta into a plot tool, whose personality flaws he could use to spoil the situation favorable for the heroes. As a result, Vegeta continued to be an angry and unhappy character who has lost most of his charisma, but on top of that, he also started to be really annoying. ... Still, also kinda amusing thanks to his truly impressive inability to draw obvious conclusions from the ego bruises he gets.

(If you ask me, the character's biggest contribution to the Cell arc was to ignore the existence of condoms, lol. Although strictly speaking even it was an achievement of Future Vegeta (RIP). But seriously, Vegeta's relationship with Trunks turned out to be one of the few things that I was really interested in about this part of the story.)

And then there was Goku’s death and the 7-year-gap. ... At the end of which Vegeta still didn't look like a happy man who has found his place in the world. Even though he had seven whole years (and a spaceship) to change something. I mean, this is the case when it'd be logical to expect changes in the character, but for some reason they didn't really happen (or they did, but veeery quietly and unstable). I mean, Vegeta trains with Trunks, yes. And he's married to Bulma now, apparently (which we learn only at the end of the arc though). And he hasn’t killed himself yet, which means that he sees some meaning in his existence. Hurray, I guess?.. The problem is that when we first see Vegeta after the timeskip, he keeps walking around with such a sullen expression, as if Goku had died just yesterday. (Remember Vegeta in the Saiyan arc? He smiled quite often. For the wrong reasons, but hey.) Basically, Toriyama tried to sit on two chairs at the same time here - 1) keep Vegeta as recognizable as possible (because he hasn't decided what to do with him yet) and 2) keep him around (which doesn't make sense for the character if he hasn't undergone significant changes during the timeskip). And the result of this hesitant approach is an undesirable effect - it feels as if Vegeta hasn't built a new life for himself all these years, but only waited for Goku to return.

As if the man is unable to evolve without Goku's influence. Until Kakarot does or says something, or is just around, everyone else in Vegeta's life and his own reflection has little or no meaning. Old social ambitions? His wife and child? New insights gained from life on Earth? Pffft. Goku is able to destroy the seven years’ worth progress (no matter how small it may seem) in one day, and at the same time, one fight with him is enough for Vegeta's character development to jump forward explosively. It sounds like a solid ground for shipping, but In fact it’s just a direct consequence of the author's poorly chosen narrative structure.

The thing is, Toriyama tend to avoid romance and slices of life, and shows Vegeta's personality mainly through fights and their consequences. And at the time Goku just turned out to be the only significant character for Vegeta, the fight against whom could be used as an excuse to develop the character in front of the audience. Well, Toriyama couldn't get Vegeta to fight Bulma or himself, you know.

I believe that the plot structure chosen by the author (rapidly changing action events immediately after a long timeskip) is not a very good basis for a redemption arc. For a good redemption, a character had to have screen time during which small changes accumulate gradually, between the big points. And Vegeta simply didn't have it. Besides, the scheme by which Vegeta develops is really messy. Because at first, Toriyama kinda froze his development at the neutral point (thereby partially devaluing the influence of Vegeta's family on him). Then in one moment, the author abruptly reversed even this the-end-of-the-Cell-arc development with Majin Vegeta (this time completely devaluing the family factor, because the betrayal was Vegeta’s conscious decision). God, how I hated the Majin Vegeta idea. And in the next scene, the author made a quick retcon, which gave the family’s influence the status of a ground for Vegeta’s personal growth again for no apparent reason. It's as if a huge bundle of family values was post factum squeezed into the character in defiance of everything that we just saw with our own eyes. This is a complete narrative mess.

But... oddly enough, Vegeta's redemption still manages to work, and work spectacularly. My guess is that it's because by that time the audience is already SO sick of Vegeta, frozen in his bitter anti-heroism, that it desperately wants the author to finally do something new with the miserable guy. Well, at least get him out of his misery. So people are willing to accept it in any possible form.

... And the author chose the form of a powerful emotional catharsis. The explosion was legendary, haha.

I don't even know if this is a good reason to call Toriyama a genius (after all, he found a very clever way out of a difficult situation, in which he found himself thanks to his own bad decisions.)

The only thing I'm sure of is that despite everything I was very sad because of Vegeta's death. I didn't even realize that I had become emotionally attached to this asshole until he made such a spectacular exit, lol. As if something had broken inside of me, and all the analyticity of my mind couldn’t prevent it. I was surprised when I found myself crying really hard - usually my emotions don't reach this level due to fictional stories. (Well, maybe it was due to the fact that my own father was dying of cancer at that time, and the moment just triggered my emotions. ... Oops, it seems a little too personal, doesn't it? Well, at the end of the day, this fact is an integral part of my unique dbz experience. Come to think of it, in dbz, fathers die regularly).

But while this scene greatly affects emotions and forces a new viewer (or reader) to truly reconsider their attitude towards the character for the first time, the absence of a neat gradual movement towards this moment weakens its influence somewhat.

At this point, Vegeta’s character splits once again (perhaps the last time within DBZ). You simply cease to understand who this man really is and who he was before.

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Now, when I look at all the images of Vegeta in general, I come to the conclusion that I like this character the most in the first two arcs and in the end of the last arc. Two directly opposite moral poles.

(Funny enough, because my initial reaction to Vegeta and Nappa was annoyance: "Well hello, the next stereotypical villains who like to chat and laugh maliciously instead of simply killing their victims." (Still, against the background of Freeza, Vegeta turned out to be a much lesser evil in every sense, haha). You see, usually I'm not a person who likes villains. Basically, I only distinguish such characters from others as a result of romance or redemption. It’s only after that I begin to see aesthetics in their villainous charisma as well.)

And now, in retrospective, I believe that at the beginning of the story Vegeta is at the maximum of his vitality and charisma. Especially compared to his ever-crisis moody version (who supposedly lives happily with a loving family). In the Saiyan arc, he's objectively the most powerful character (Freeza didn’t even exist in Toriyama's head at the time). Vegeta is domineering, playful and unpredictable, but most importantly - his self-confidence is fully justified. Oh well, it was good while it lasted. He's really in control. These are, if I may say so, quite exciting qualities in a man, haha. Even if he looks like an evil dwarf in stupid armor and bullies some weaklings. I'd even say his demeanor in the Saiyan arc (especially with the voice of early Horikawa) is suspiciously easy to translate into a sexual context (well, until he loses control and gets hysterical, lol).

The Namek arc, placing Vegeta in a broader context, somewhat spoiled his original image (after all the big words, it turned out that he was running errands for Freeza all this time), but gave him a more interesting background and a strong drive. He had ambitions and a socially significant goal, and he actively and passionately fought for them against a clearly superior enemy. In addition, his inability to defeat Freeza by brute force forced him to use his brains from time to time, and not just pull another power up out of his ass, as is now traditionally done in DragonBall. (Needless to say, I consider high intelligence to be one of the most attractive traits). All this made his position in the plot as interesting as possible. He literally sparkled with energy.

Well, we know what happened next. Brain Death, an eternal chase after Goku, and an off-screen family life on a backwater planet that Vegeta is supposedly happy with. Until he suddenly became a really beautiful character without a proper justification for this (well, at least the explosion was spectacular). Really, I like the general concept of redemption, and yet... the way Toriyama portrays it in the story just doesn't work convincingly enough for me.

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Another point I’d like to cover in this already too long essay ahhh I'm a monster is Vegeta’s personality in fanfiction.

Reproducing (?) Vegeta is a bit like playing with a lego set - his personality and behavior is always the result of a conscious reconstruction, which is based around a specific point on the long contradictory line. Depending on which end of the spectrum the chosen point is, the author is forced to shade facts related to the opposite end, or to give new context to Vegeta's past (or future) actions. It's always noticeable when the author extends the later, sympathetic Vegeta's image to an earlier segment of the story. Apparently, it's possible to kill the person who raised you (with an evil smile on your face) just because the situation was too stressful lol. Likewise, when the authors allow Vegeta to remain a charismatic psychopath, the story wouldn't work without ignoring some parts of the later canon.

(And, of course, there is always a "medium" type of Vegeta - Vegeta from the 3-year-gap, whose personality is almost entirely based on anime fillers. Yay, here comes the promised vegebul rant

Honestly, I'm pretty tired of this "gravity room exploded again woman grrr" type of Vegeta.

Because if you take the manga, we have no idea how Vegeta actually behaved with Bulma and her parents, what his training regimen was, and what he did in his free time besides unprotected sex. People elevate his rudeness and irrational self-torturing to the absolute because of all these filler patterns, but this is just one of the possible versions of the events and the character's behavior during this time (albeit partly canonical). But... there are also alternatives. There are smart Vegeta, curious Vegeta, civilized Vegeta. Honestly - I don't think Bulma would've married him later if there was nothing in his personality that’d make communication with him enjoyable. I mean, she's a rich modern woman, she doesn't need a husband just for convenience and Vegeta is a marginal freeloader anyway. And if we subtract good looks (which people often attribute to Vegeta) from the equation, then the idea that he has no interest in anything other than training and cannot maintain an interesting conversation becomes completely unconvincing. Toriyama clearly didn't attach much importance to the fact of their marriage, and generally avoided romantic scenes as if they were on fire (and, perhaps, did the right thing), but these two just had to be capable of adequate and mutually pleasant personal interaction in order to take this step.

In general, Toriyama's lack of attention to most aspects of the characters' lives other than fighting and training, on the one hand, can be considered a drawback of DBZ, but on the other, it creates a lot of room for fans' imagination. But not everyone uses it. Most authors generally repeat the same tropes over and over again and don't try to look at the three-year-gap from a new angle, although the canon provides all the possibilities for this. Because of this, fics in this genre often seem boring. But in fact, it's not the setting itself that is boring, but only dusty formulas in the heads of the authors.)

Ahem, so where were we?.. Oh yes.

Actually, Vegeta's inconsistency is a very handy character trait for the authors, as it minimizes the chance of accidental OOC. Indeed, it's quite difficult to make someone to behave out of character if he has many different canon versions of himself, lol. On the other hand, this leads to the fact that the character seems to... kinda disintegrate. You never see his whole face, because he simply doesn't have it. As a result, Vegeta turns into a mosaic that must be reassembled each time. And I keep staring at this crazy kaleidoscope like an idiot.

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Well, that's... quite a lot of contradictions in my relationship to Vegeta, haha. Still, life without contradictions would be somewhat boring, I guess.

Thanks for your attention I suppose?..... lol, as if someone really got to this point

The End.

P.S. 1: The antisocial version of Vegeta who doesn't understand stupid human rituals and hates crowds, but puts up with it for the sake of his family is my spirit animal, haha. This is just so damn relatable to my autistic personality. Maybe I'm an alien myself.

P.S. 2: Actually, my favorite dbz character is Piccolo. Yep.