#lets make boop lore guys

[anonymoosen]

Boop

In the corner of the never ending state of loneliness, there you were. Questioning your worth in this busy life.

The life where everyone, even the closest ones to you, grow more distant as the sand in an hourglass slips away. All far from reach, now more glued to their own worlds. You couldn’t blame them, though— they have their own lives and deserve their precious time, after all.

However, that did not stop you from feeling the dread of eventually being all alone. In your room with a mundane daily routine that barely changes, bracing yourself from the impact of the possible hurricane the following year would bring you.

That was when a someone reached out. They reached out with… a paw?

“Boop!”

The mysterious figure giggled, like it was a game of tag and you were suddenly the one who was ‘It’.

The difference is that unlike in the game, you weren’t feared. In fact, you get drawn to more anonymous yet loving souls online, continuously booping you with affection and silliness.

In the corner of the sunlit room, there you were. Pressing on the boop button multiple times to remind mutuals, idols and even random strangers on the internet that they are loved. No matter what the next year brings, the boops are eternal, leaving a paw print of hope in everyone’s heart.

EDIT: THERES A NEXT PART NOW

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Shitty little unrelated AU doodles <3

Rambles under cut!

MORE FIDDS LORE BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE THIS MAN.

He's known in town as "That Nice Old Man" that lives with his son in the cabin near the lake.

What a regular guy, that man. Yup. Old Man Mcgucket. Totally normal, regular old man, haha. Yeah. Him? A cult leader? Ridiculous!

In my perfect world where this AU is an actual fully animated show, the episode when the mystery twins first officially meet Fidds would be called "Out of Sight, Out of Mind" because fuck yeah baby. It sounds cool as FUCK.

When the twins meet Fidds, they somehow found someone with EVEN STRONGER cultist vibes than their grunkle.

"Come closer, kids! I don't bite."

"Tell me, children: How are you feeling? Anything... bad, happen lately? Anything you would like to forget? No? Well, don't hesitate to tell me if there's anything you would like out of your head, anything at all. I would hate for youngens like you to be forced to deal with such... unsavorable memories. Better to have them gone and out of your head. You know what they say: Out of sight, out of mind." *boop*

I'm making him a manipulative conniving little rat with good intentions but utterly ABYSMAL execution (babygirl, you can't just go around deleting people's memories)

Since Fidds is actually the leader of the Society of The Blind Eye, the cult is a lot more organized and covert, and actually do their job pretty well.

Tate knows. He knows his father is hiding something from him, something dangerous, but he can't remember what. He tries to get the twins to stay as far away from his father as possible because, while he's certain his father won't actually hurt them, there is no telling what the kids might be getting involved with.

During the cult fight "episode", Mcgucket would be chasing the kids, Ford, and Bill around, but mostly just for the latter two rather than the children. He would never actually hurt the twins.

"Please, I'm trying to help you, kids! Don't you understand? KNOWING is what cost me my eyes; KNOWING might be what costs you yours, or worse, your life! You can't remember any of this. And I cannot in good conscience let that- that demon stay inside your Great Uncle's head to rot him from inside out like- like some kind of PARASITE."

And then bada bing, baba boom, the twins defeat Fiddleford and his weird cult and they survive with their memory instact and their Grunkles not dead, yipeee!!

Fidds disbands the cult and chucks himself into jail willingly, and casually just becomes the boss of all the other inmates there with his natural old man charms. He gets the Gideon treatment for his ending <3

It's okay, tho because Mabel and the others visit him sometimes just to chat and keep him company.

[nitrokiraru]

madatowa drama cd notes as someone who has very limited jp knowledge. i am simply using my 4 yrs of high school japanese, google translate, and a dream. just posting this for fun so it’s not like an official translation or anything it’s just basically me describing what’s happening to the best of my ability and also being insane about them

major events that happened that i could make out as like a tldr

-mada reunited with someone he knew when he was little

-towa learns abt mada’s past, mainly around a guy named “kurahashi”

-mayu eiji and kotarou appearance :D being sillies as always

-two yowie moments. first one in an alleyway second one presumably in their home. both are freak nasty as usual madatowa shenanigans

notes:

track 1

-LOTS of fighting noises in this

-towa and mada have a coffee and say it tastes like shinkoumi. some dudes come up to em and try to fight

track 2+3

-somebody notices them and gives them a job. presumably to fight people

-towa fights some people and it riles him up

-this part has already been translated but i just wanna scream abt it here bc!!!!!! towa brings him and mada into like an alleyway or something and he goes “hit me. it has to be you.” and mada says something like “you really are a lost cause/what am i going to do with you, huh?” hits him n his mouth fills with blood and towa kisses mada to make him taste it dnnsjdjd ❤️

-they have a quickie in the third track in said alleyway like the freaks they are

track 4

-a character (acquaintance of mada) called him “kei” which was kinda crazy to me since nobody called him that in the vn

-theyre in south america i believe? it’s funny in drama cds when they go to a country outside of japan and still speak japanese

-this character knew mada when he was little??? omg

-KAGA MENTION

-somebody came up to towa and madarame and said “forget everything you saw/heard today”?!

-there’s a VA in here that lowkey sounds like koujaku dmmd but idk how to check

track 5

-it’s funny how some tracks in here are like 2 minutes and the next one is 20

-dude i forgot how good nitroplus’ like sound effects are these mfs sound like they’re in my ROOM

-towa n mada having a convo abt the previous day. i think they may be arguing slightly? tone feels passive aggressive

-birds chirpin’ and towa’s breathing. he just woke up

-he just said madarame in the softest voice ever… 💔💔

-i think he woke up on their bed and mada left before he did

-towa: where did you go?😕 *track ends*

track 6

-footsteps. towa in a coffee shop once again

-MADA FIGHTING THAT DUDE HE KNEW

-cut back to towa. beep beep boop. towa calling somebody? ITS MAYU KOTAROU AND I THINK EIJI OMGGGGG T__T I MISSED EM

-i missed mayus silly voice

-they keep talking about somebody named “kurahashi” related to mada and kaga

-sasaki and toono mention?

-mayu: did something happen between you and madarame? did you two fight? (in the most teasing lil shit voice ever)

towa: *exhales smoke probably abt to hang up the phone* i’m done. -__-

eiji: HE WAs JUST KIDDIN-

-eiji: mata!! (see you!)

kotarou: mata na.

mayu: mata ne~ ^__^

the difference in tones was cute

-towa walks out of da shop. the dude from before comes up to him and asks if he wants to know what he and mada have been doing

-he like grabs him?? menacing music playing

-ok towa said let me go i think he pushed him up against a wall or something

-this dude is asking towa if he knows abt mada before he joined the takasatogumi. some massive lore bits goin on here (i understand about 20% of it)

-from what i got: madarame and kaga had a promise. lots of talk abt this promise. lots of talk abt madarame’s history with his siblings and takasatogumi. this entire bit is probably really interesting lore wise but i can’t understand most of it…💔 apologies

- enter madarame from the distance to save towa from this dude’s grasp

-he walks away.

-madarame: that guy…what happened?

towa: nothin. we just talked

madarame: really?

towa: yea. (he lyin)

track 7

-they go back home (i think) and enter.

towa sighssss. towa and mada talk time it seems ^__^

-madarame’s voice is so soft when he’s w him…cries

-towa: mentions something abt kurahashi

music: gets Suspenseful

-towa talks abt the stuff that dude told him

-towa ran away into a room?! (once again this would make me more sense if i even understood the weight of that dudes words and the lore of what happened)

track 8 (pretty sure this is the beginning of disc 2? however i’m listening from dlsite so it just shows up as track 8)

-this track is 20 minutes oh god pray for me as i try to even figure out what the hell is happening

-towa goes to see kurahashi and some dude tells him he needs an appt lawl… he lets him in tho

-“you came after all, towa” *suspense music starts*

-there’s a new takasatogumi?¿

-the dude who calls madarame “kei” is here telling him this. actually i think this is kurahashi i’ve just been calling him “the dude” this whole time but maybe it is kurahashi LMFAO i’ll just call him that

-wait the interrogation/euphoria music is playing? they’re still doing this segment in the drama cds omg

-towas voice still remaining the sexiest shit ever god

-IS HE TRYING TO SEDUCE INFORMATION OUT OF HIM or is it just his voice. maybe both

-more lore bits abt mada that i can only get bits n pieces from

-towa provoking da hell out of this mf.

-literally what the HELL is happening some other dude came in i hear clothes rustling and towa said Unhand Me

-HELLO GLASS JUST BROKE THAT SCARED ME WHY ARE NITROPLUS’ SOUND EFFECTS SO REALISTIC

-ITS MADA LMFAKOOK HE BROKE IN AND ASAID “towa. u in here?”

-the guy who sounds like koujaku is back apparently w him. they saved towa :D

-OK WHERE DID EIJI MAYU AND KOTAROU COME FROM I MISSED SOMETHING. i did.

track 9

-more kotarou eiji and mayuuuu. looks like they’re with towa and madarame now

-ok they left lawl

-everything’s all chill now i think that last track was the drama. i can’t wait until somebody translates the whole thing so i can actually understand what da hell happened

-once again their voices when they speak to each other alone are just 💔💔..

-it got a bit intimate at the end there i think i’m abt to hear a secks scene ngl

track 10

-YUP THE JAZZ MUSIC PLAYIN AND THERES KISSIN

-blood and knife(?) mention oh it’s abt to get real crazy in here

-mada: want me to cut you (non-verbatim ish)

towa: yes…..!!

-i’m punching the air.

-*cut sfx* mada: did that hurt?

towa:… feels good

-towa is such a fucking freak (affectionate) my god

-i think mada is licking the blood up oh my goodnes i’m abt to pass out and i’m only 2 min in

-oh he’s . towas whimpering . i’m normal (yes they’re fucking now)

-towa: cut me more. i want it to hurt

-mada keeps cutting him and towa keeps doing that little whimper FAWKKKK I CANR

-after they finished

towa: you’re covered in blood.

mada: whose fault is that?

towa: yours, isn’t it?

-ok that just changed me and i am very glad i bought this CD so i can now listen to it for the rest of time.

track 11 (last one!! ;_;)

-outside ambience. towa talking abt da sky

-at the coffee shop again talking w da waiter

-melancholy music playing.. why am i feeling emotional

-if i heard this correctly mada and kaga had coffee together that tasted like what they’re having rn?¿ madarame talking more abt his past but like. fondly i guess

-madarame said something that kind of gagged towa but IDK WHAT IT WASSSS HE SAID “who knows”

ARKTA song once again for the ending! AND IM DONEEE

ok so. i’m not gonna give a full review since i didn’t understand all of what they were saying but i saw on twt some people are going to start translating it? so perhaps i’ll relisten once a translation is out and give my full thoughts but as of now i loved it regardless. i missed towa and madarame a lot i love their dynamic 💔 just a bunch of freaks fighting mfs occasionally and going anywhere but still sticking beside one other. im rly glad i actually bought it because i get to listen to it whenever AND it’ll probably feel like the first time once i finally listen to it along with an eng translation so i actually know wtf is GOING ON

anyways hi and thank u if u read this whole thing. ’m gonna buy the rest of them soon and also make a review post but probably not as long. the reason is because god i MISSED TOWAS VOICE SO MUCH LOL i must hear it again. that is all

[arcane-vagabond]

Hello, I just wanted to say hi and say I love your work and I’ve been kinda shadow following you under the Jake x reader search page and finally got the courage to officially follow you today because of the boops and seeing all your posts about what really supports you as a writer on here will make me more involved in amplifying your work because it’s always brought me joy seeing your chapters pop up under latest posts.

Also I once anonymously submitted an ask to your plea for Glen to work with the muppets and it was nice to see 1. The muppets on the timeline outside of Christmas and 2. People suggesting Glen should do some lighthearted stuff where if any cheating rumors were to emerge, it would be breaking up Kermit and Piggy.

Thank you for coming (being forced to read) to my Ted talk.

Hi!!

First and foremost, thank you for following!! It means a lot, and I’m so glad you decided to come say hi!! I’m gonna use this ask to say a few things, so just know that I’m not lecturing or yelling at you, okay?

Writing is work. Like a LOT of work. For a lot of these fics, there’s a shit Tom of research that goes into some of the background of them because we want to make them as accurate as possible. I once spent four hours researching the history of railroads in the United States (specifically during the 1870s and 80s) for Don’t Hang’em Til Noon. Planning a fic takes time even without the added research. Fool’s Fare took a while to plan, and Fortune & Glory is taking even longer because of the amount of lore that’s going to have to go into it as an Indiana Jones knock off.

People have lives outside of here. We have families, jobs, pets, friends, etc. So the fact that we dedicate so much time to this hobby is a testament to how much we love doing it.

However,

It becomes discouraging when we post our hobby for others to see, step away for a little bit and come back to find no meaningful interactions with the works. I said this in a different post, but likes do nothing on Tumblr. They don’t boost it to other people or an algorithm or whatever. Likes are used as bookmarks on here and nothing more. If you like a fic, you NEED to reblog it.

The fact of the matter is that we don’t make works for you all for free. The price you pay to read the fics is genuine interactions. Could be a reblog with a comment, a reply to the post, a DM to the author, or an ask (anonymous or not). I cannot tell you how many authors on here that you all read (myself included) that have thought about leaving in recent months and just giving the fics to our friends because of the lack of interactions within the fandom. We are a small fandom, yes, but that means you should be supporting your artists even more actually. We WANT you guys to interact with us! You aren’t a burden!

Anyway, yes! Petition for Glen to do something with the Muppets. Maybe like a western romance or something? Let the cheating rumors fly with Miss Piggy!!

I’m a SLUT for the Muppets!

[hellsdisneyprincess]

((Sorry I haven't been active guys, boops aside

((I don't know what's wrong with me. I have muse. She's there. But it's like the motivation to write is all gone. It made sense when I was trying to get those Cross-stitch projects done because that genuinely took a lot of time. But that's been over for a few weeks now and I only barely worked on things since. I know I had like... One productive day but haven't really managed anything since then. I'm worried I'm letting everyone down by being flakey as fuck. I know that this is just a hobby and so I shouldn't feel bad, but I know people are relying on me for certain storylines. And I DO want to do them but... Idk. I don't know why I can't. I can't even write lore posts I've had in my drafts for a while. It seems all I'm able to do is like... Come up with ideas for shit and plot, but the moment I sit down to actually make it happen, I just can't.

I'm sorry guys. Idk what to do here. I love you guys and don't want to let you down but it seems that what you're going to get until I figure this out.

[the-glorious-evolution-fanart]

About the narrative of Convergence comic

It’s Ekko’s comic first and foremost. It treats him well, it shows us his inner conflicts about wanting to help his parents but struggling with the feeling that he’s imposing his will on others, then he wonders if he imposes on others due to his advantages due to intellect.

There are problems in that narrative too though. He threw away his Z-drive? Okay let’s say he did want to get rid of it, even though he would know how it literally has an ability to give people a second chance to survive fatal incidents. Why would he not dismantle it? Destroy it? Wouldn’t it cross his mind that someone might find it and misuse it? And how did the other kid find it in the end? Nobody knows, and the authors surely don’t know.

The other Lost Kids are annoying. We care about them just because Ekko cares about them, not due to any quality of theirs as characters. They’re there to serve as emotional fodder. Sorry narrative writers, you gotta do better than this. (Also shouldn’t “Lost Kids” be a title for orphans? Oh well it just has a weird vibe)

Now about Viktor, what everyone has been waiting for, staring at this Viktor-centric blog:

Do you like supervillains who are bombastic, convinced of their superiority of whatever kind, very harmful to others, and physically scarred? Congrats, you win another one. New Universe lore treats Viktor as a morally bankrupt character who for some reason believes “free will” is a flaw. It is intentionally written to make him clearly a villain, and then sprinkles in “but he tried to save lives” as a way to make him sympathetic. Guys he’s a villain here, he treats people like cogs.

Yaay let’s go slavery! Mind-controlling slaves to sacrificing themselves for “greater good” is not greater good. People are called heroes if they decide to risk themselves for others by their own will.

This is written a tiny bit naively, but in principle I fully agree Viktor would be willing to collaborate with someone to help him with public relations. A Piltovian as well. Remember, Viktor approached Jayce originally to ask for a collaboration! So, I like this aspect of the comic ^__^

I’m really not a fan of cheap sci-fi vibe of pulling out brains and putting them into mechanical bodies which then go “Beep-boop! We follow orders!” Like what the fuck. Also this fusion of in-game Viktor and Arcane Viktor is giving me the heebie-geebies. No thanks

Dear Riot writers. Either you don’t understand what Viktor is supposed to be about, or you concluded it’s much more profitable with a wider reach to have him be this type of villain.

This frame though... this frame comes dangerously close to the real valuable core of Viktor’s story. To one aspect of it at least. Can you feel it? Can you sense it like I can? His expression is also good here. Him being silent is also good here. There is something about the Evolution he believes in, but doesn’t know how to explain it appropriately. Partially because the Evolution is in big part a response to his trauma. You can’t explain your coping mechanism to random others who haven’t gone through that trauma.

Wide_Viktor.jpeg

It’s a good idea to have Viktor see others misuse his work (again)

For a moment, was excited, I had hope Riot would handle well the dumb Glorious Evolved which they introduced. A religion forming around his work is something Viktor wouldn’t like at all. I don’t like how Riot wrote the zealots as even rotting while trying to replace their bodyparts... It doesn’t go that way!! They would all have been already dead!! But then Riot goes 180 and has Viktor go “yees you opened my eyes to perfection” again to make sure he stays a villain, and encourages MORE mind-controlled slavery and sacrifice.

Do you want to be used like this? If not, then Viktor is a villain here. (I say this because I’ve seen A LOT of relatively new Viktor fans who like him for some other reasons, and then fall into a trap of trying to logic their way out of this evil characterisation. Trust me guys, you don’t have to do that, because you don’t have to justify all writing of a character. Writing is often done by many people in a company, motives change, etc. etc.)

Wide_Viktor2.jpeg

This is literally a Saturday Morning Cartoon. A prosthetic leg isn’t going to be able to mind-control you. The sensitive ones work by picking up signals from nerve endings and dumping back signals onto them for very specific senses of touch/pressure. An amputee using a prosthetic is not going to be mind-controlled guys, please.

Also it’s fucking absurd how new lore treats augments as “Tee-hee, I got my arm replaced for funsies and now I have a robotic claw”, like NO that’s not how these things go!! Call me a killjoy cause I’m listening to MCR!

Let’s go Viktor, atta boy, I’ll kick your ass that’s how much you go on my nerves. And I’m supposed to be your stan?

Ignoring the anatomy, Viktor floating and the complete mismatch of tech style, does Viktor look like a guy trying to merge with other people’s minds? No. Does he look like someone who’d want to be the ruler of that one giant mass of mind-controlled humans? Arguably yes. Boring villain characterization.

Even a child can identify that this is not “perfect” functioning. Anyway, as I said, Saturday morning cartoon and I’m tired now so I’ll end it here. Every other bit of the comic is just repeating what has already been said.

Enjoy the comic for the qualities it has, and I’d say don’t take it as any reference for characterisation or references or whatever.

[moonionraccoon]

Quick thing, I didn't have much room to explain but I wanted to make her southern boss lady girl of the ghosts. A phantom, which ghosty lore I made up means she has a little more power than ghosts.

Like.. Ability to give herself legs, and changing her form enough to spook people. Nothing too major

Here's the "leg" design doodle, it was 4 in the morning

Her whole thing is not that she owes souls to Devil, it's that he wants the souls from her graveyard but she won't let him have anything unless he gives her the guy that made her into a phantom in the first place

Old ass art and her old design below

I know I know.. I was sOOo creative with names back then!

Anyways yes, the new design was heavily inspired by Jessica Rabbit and like.. Intentionally tried to implant Betty Boop on her but like.. The only thing I thought of was the top

Only now that I realized Jessica Rabbit also has the same top :P

[ghostlycoze]

[BURSTS THROUGH THE DOOR]

It has taken me PAINFULLY long to finally reply to this bc I wanted to write the Best Reply and ended up getting suuuuper distracted for ages, my bad!! No longer shall I let this slip my mind, time to word-dump! Hopefully it's somewhat coherent.

But WAHHH, another load of absolutely amazing headcanons! I love getting to read your ideas, and the drawings along with them are unbearably cute ;w; I'm so happy I could inspire you!

I've actually developed a few sleep (and cuddle) related ideas for these lil guys of my own that I'd love to add~

Biiiig ol ramble under the cut!

So generally, I imagine attached-to-can (atc?? ATC = attached to can, OTS = off the string? Yeah, that might make this easier :P) are far less prone to exhaustion than OTS iterators, though still can become tired and need rest! Much like your sleep-mode idea, they probably do need to sleep now and then otherwise their systems start to slow in efficiency—being semi-organic, their symptoms would be similar to ours. Drowsiness, lack of focus, lack of precision and speed, forgetfulness, etc etc etc... Also the lights in their chamber subconsciously begin to dim, their halos shrink and spin slower, their antigravity is less stable... And that tiredness shows through their internal organisms as well! The neuronflies are less active, the inspectors are far less thorough in their protocols... They're probably far more prone to illness because of this as well (which is a WHOLE other can of beans I am cracking open one day when I delve into the lore of my OC No Rhyme or Reason >:3). So, they need to rest, and their overseers likely project these low-power warnings to them.

That being said, when OTS, their symptoms double for two reasons.

Because I personally don't imagine their overseers remain attached to them beyond severing their connection to their wire—much like how Moon's go rogue post-collapse—their symptoms grow stronger, similar to that of organic beings, since they have no external system to warn them of their exhaustion. My FAVOURITE little idea is that they learn to "yawn"! An iterator yawn is more akin to a stretch and a deep breath, but it has that similar "exhaustion washes over you" feeling; stretches, antennae flutter like how cats' ears do when they stretch, they probably get all slow-blinky, etc... Also, YAWN BEEPS. Sleepy little "boop boop boop..." noises when their energy is low. Oh, it's SO cute.

I imagine since they have significantly less power with the lack of a can, they are far more prone to becoming exhausted as well! So instead of just being "a little sleepy" a couple cycles, they're EXHAUSTED after one or two, and fall into the pattern of "hibernating" with their scug-companions at each end of a cycle like you said! :D

Moon in particular I agree gets the beepiest, given her older age; and since I HC Suns came after her and is quite old as well, tends to get quite beepy as well! On the other hand, Sig and Pebbles are less prone to exhaustion and beepiness, given their higher processing power thanks to their younger age (although to make up for the lack of beepiness when tired, I like to think those two are more prone to getting beepy when emotionally overwhelmed! They feel their emotions far stronger than Moon and Suns, and almost go completely nonverbal and beepy when it gets to be too much to handle).

...I have never said the word beepy so much in my life.

The slurred speech and sleepy beeps idea is soooo cute though, and Moon (and Pebbles) curling up like a slugcat is PERFECT. I have a fair few more HCs for Sig and Suns to go with them!

Sig I see as likely the "sloppiest" iterator (a human Sig would rarely make his bed, lmao) thanks to her "carefree" and jokster side of his personality, and probably sleeps in a sprawled manner to reflect that! Sig just sorta... flops onto whoever she cuddles, or acts as a pillow for them. For an extra cute idea, the sprawl may be contagious; Sig and Moon have woken up a few times completely tangled. Moon gets quite embarrassed for sleeping in such an incomposed manner.

Suns on the other hand I could see as more of a stomach sleeper, especially as my personal design (...that I haven't drawn yet) has large spines along their back, which might make back-sleeping a little uncomfortable. When these four sleep-pile in a shelter, Suns is always laying on the bottom face-down, with the others cuddled on top. However if it's a one-on-one (or, as an iterator-polycule shipper, with Suns x Sig x Pebs, a 3-way-snuggle), Suns will sleep on their side and spoon whoever they're with. Being the tallest, they're always the big spoon!

Pebbles I feel like is the most "insecure" about sleeping, much like you portrayed! He's fallen asleep sitting up/slumped against the shelter wall a few times while stubbornly refusing to let himself curl up and get comfy, not wanting to look like "some little animal". Eventually the other 3 pick up on this and start dragging him into cuddles to make sure he sleeps without waking up with a sore neck; Suns pulls Short-Shit Pebbles into their arms and basically wraps around him with ease, Moon curls up hugging him (and you must NOT wake the Moon when she's comfy!), and Sig just... Lays on him. There's no moving that sleepy lump, Sig is one stubborn lil fella.

As for how they wind down... I actually have had some little ideas, mainly focused on Pebbles and Moon!

Pebbles: Since he's so sleep-averse for a while, the other three discover a trick to help him wind down. Absolute infodumping! It's sort of a way to get the last of his energy through getting him excited and rambly about things he likes; whether it be arguing about ancient artists, or later their theories on slugcat-culture, etc etc). Eventually his arguments and well-structured verbal-dump essays turn to mumbly little remarks, and that's when they know they've successfully tuckered him out.

Moon: She requires a more gentle, comforting approach to help her wind down. Much like your idea, I imagine she has a lot of trauma regarding the rain, as well as her collapse. I like to think iterators CAN have nightmares, and she is quite prone to nightmares centering around these traumatic events. As such, Sig and the others often cuddle and comfort her to ease her anxiety before rest, and bring up more lighthearted subjects to take her mind off of it in an attempt to prevent those nightmares from occurring and help her sleep peacefully.

Sig: I imagine Sig is quite an energetic lil thing, and can also be quite prone to being understimulated. As such, I like to think the others all pitch in to try to find ways to help him wind down. Pebbles and Sig probably bicker n wrestle which ends in them both being tuckered out, while Suns and Moon take more gentle approaches. A while back I had the cute idea of Moon doing the kind of exercises you see in sleep-asmr, like "follow the light" and such, by tilting her head back and forth and having Sig watch the lights on her antennae with a "counting sheep" sort of effect, as well as "breathing" (Sig much prefers using the organic term breathing over ventilation, as she's far more attuned to the fact they're BIO-mechanical) exercises to slow his systems and move closer to sleep-mode.

Suns: They're the toughest for me, as I'm still working out the kinks in how I see their personality. Given the only bit of Suns we see in-game is when they're mid-panic-attack, their true personality is very much up to interpretation and headcanon. Though, they've always given me a gentle-giant energy, not the sharpest with emotions but is far from apathetic; they're actually quite a little softie, given how they behave with Spearmaster. I like to think Suns eases their mind by petting Spears like a little therapy-cat, and maybe reading old pearls or drawing with/watching Spearmaster draw on the floor and walls. I feel like the little messenger picked up the artistic habit from Suns themself, so it could be a therapeutic way they wind down!

Ooh, and one final little idea to add: Iterator Game Night!

Now, this is an idea I actually developed with @mewniemoon , where if the iterators CAN still use their overseers after going OTS, they use them to play little board games before hibernating, as they need not hibernate the whole time, there's no hunger they need to avoid by slowing their metabolism and yada yada... So, to pass the time, they play games, sort of like how Moon and Pebbles play something like dominoes after Rivulet restores Moon's strength with the rarefraction cell.

Now, Iterator Game Night is fun because it lets the four show their more playful and competitive sides. Sometimes they play games where they're in teams against one another, and switch up the teams now and then. Suns and Moon are more calm, and willing to let the others win, while Pebbles and Sig are VERY competitive and WILL argue if another plays dirty (which they both do). But what's extra fun is when Suns and Moon get competitive.

They start calm, but as game nights go on, eventually those two start trying more, and on one night when Moon is particularly tired (here is where your "Moon will say something completely out-of-left-field comments when she's tired" idea perfectly aligns with mine!) and throws a "YEAHHHH, TAKE THAT!" after winning against Suns (who is one of, if not the best at these games, having spent a lot of their time teaching and playing these games with Spears). All 3 are stunned, and then get really into it; "oh it's ON now!" Suns and Pebbles play on a team and win, and the two are both acting like they're "godlike in comparison" at monopoly. Sig and Moon win, and when Moon throws some snarky remark at her little brother (which she later apologises for after getting a little too competitive), Sig thinks he's fallen in love with her all over again.

The slugcats will also sometimes try to join, though to varying degrees. Artificer gets frustrated easy and ragequits (much like Pebbles) when she doesn't understand these silly robot game rules, Hunter insists on playing but refuses to follow the rules because she's a cheeky little thing ("learned from the best!" - Sig), Rivulet tries her best but... Isn't great at it, being a little less intelligent than Hunter and Spears as a wild slugcat, meanwhile Spears is surprisingly good for a slugcat! There's been times Spears plays with them, and receives SO much praise from Suns when they make a particularly clever move in chess!

Alright, I have infodumped juuuuust a little, but I hope some of my silly ideas can further inspire you, or just be entertaining to read! I really appreciate the interaction, hopefully it didn't come off like I was ignoring this post at all. Joyous ADHD and time-blindness, I hadn't thought I'd left this as long as I had! Regardless, I always appreciate the mentions and invitations, an excuse to go on about my huuuge hyperfixation on these silly little iterators and slugcats is a blessing :]

RW Headcanon: Goodnight, Moon

AHHH YESSSS, now that that Lilypad essay is done I can FINALLY share these—!

Hey, @ghostlycoze! So you remember a few months ago how I made that drawing acting on the Moon beepsnort headcanon, and how in my last reblog I eluded to the possibility of drawing out some of your headcanons again? Well, it looks like that time has come, and this time I've got not just drawings, but lots of additions to another headcanon of yours!

This time, it's from your tags in these three posts, which I also saw a while ago! Yet for some reason I began thinking about it again recently, and as is my nature with ideas I like, I decided to develop it further, and even draw it this time!

Also, just to preface, you'll see I did a bunch of notes beside the actual drawings as well. I'll share the picture and roughly type out the notes (in case my handwriting is a bit hard to read) as well as whatever info I couldn't fit on the page. Some of the text also just says "robots" rather than "iterators" because some of these ideas are stuff I actually imagine applying to robot characters in general! Maybe I'll make a post on that someday...

With all that out of the way though, the actual headcanon is under the cut! Hope you like it!

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What are iterators like when they’re sleepy? Do they even get “sleepy” the way we humans do? This headcanon answers that question with a focus on the iterators’ puppets. Much of this info is also framed in the context of a hypothetical “worm-off-the-string” scenario, since I believe that’s the main situation where sleep and getting tired would actually matter to the iterators.

Firstly, when iterator puppets are low on power, until they find a place to recharge they usually enter a power-saving state where, to conserve what’s left of it, their energy is temporarily redirected away from some of their less-important processes. The side-effect of this, however, is that iterator puppets show symptoms of drowsiness kinda like humans! Whereas humans may yawn, stretch, or rub their eyes when sleepy, iterators will often make sloppier/less precise movements, close their lenses a little, and may even have a harder time thinking, since they sometimes shut off some processors and other cognitive functions until they can recharge. The most common symptom, however, is slurred speech, coming from less power given to their speech-forming software.

Another very-common sign of iterator sleepiness is frequent beeping, often in place of words. This is because, like slurred speech, beeps take much less energy and processing to make than analyzing data, formulating a complex response, then vocalizing it clearly. Beeps are thus far more efficient for conveying simple emotions and reactions than words. Looks to the Moon in particular gets super beepy when she’s tired because she and other early models relied more on beeps for communication — they were made back when things like vivid emotion weren’t as taboo in Ancient society, and iterators were meant to be more friendly and openly interactive with their citizens — so she’s more used to beeping to easily express her emotions. 

As a side-note and mini-headcanon (wow, real headcanon-layering action here), while even the newest iterator puppets can beep, the older iterator models, as a result of this design influence, also have a much greater “beep-vocabulary” with a wider range of sounds that shrunk with the generations. Their beeps are thus a lot more expressive as well, with some sounds even being similar in nature to animal noises or regular speech! I imagine the entire range of their beeps would closely resemble shorter versions of the “droidspeak” sounds of the astromechs in Star Wars.

But, back to sleepy iterators. 

When it’s hibernation time, iterators enter a “sleep-mode”, where almost all of their systems are shut down and recharging becomes the primary objective. However, compared to how I imagine other robots, iterator puppets have a unique way of recharging. Rather than shutting off completely and absorbing power from an external source, iterator puppets have a few key systems within them that remain on even during sleep-mode. These systems, just like those in their superstructures, are capable of converting nutrients into power directly. They emit a soft, rather comforting whirr while the puppets sleep — the only sound iterators make while sleeping, and comparable in nature to stomach sounds during digestion. Otherwise, though, the only other systems remaining on during sleep-mode are a few basic senses, and a program that decides when to “wake up”. The presence of this program also means, uniquely to iterators again, they can wake up on their own, rather than having to be powered back on by someone else like other robots. Overall, these systems are yet another aspect of iterator designs that make them far more biological than many iterators (*cough* *cough* Pebbles *cough*) would like to admit.  And in my imaginings of a “worm-off-the-string” AU, systems like these are one of the main sources of both physical and internal conflict for these characters.

Also, since most of their systems are off during sleep mode, iterators sleep, both figuratively and literally, like statues. Whatever position they fall asleep in is the position they remain in the entire time unless a.) someone moves them or b.) they wake up and move on their own. This also means (unfortunately, if you thought these ideas would be cute) that iterators do not snore, shift around, sleepwalk, sleep-talk, or dream while in sleep mode.

That’s about it for this headcanon as it applies to iterator puppets overall. Now, I’m gonna get into how I imagine Looks to the Moon specifically likes to sleep.

In addition to getting very beepy, Moon also gets very cuddly when sleepy, though some of this comes from her affectionate personality. However, it's also due to a lasting trauma from her collapse. Of course she's learned to tolerate the rain over time, yet after spending so many cycles being rapidly drowned over and over in her can — with endless disorientation and senses so out-of-control from being disconnected from most of her superstructure, no one around to comfort her save for the occasional wandering creature, and the knowledge that her own beloved brother was responsible for this — it’s still left a fair amount of bad memories with her, especially from those cycles most recently after her collapse/revival, and this general unease often resurfaces with the sound of the rain. Therefore, whenever the rain comes, this trauma serves as another, more internal reason Looks to the Moon always wants to fall asleep holding onto/being held by someone, or at the very least while sharing the shelter with someone she loves. 

On a more positive note, since I’m now officially a Lilypad shipper, I imagine that No Significant Harassment is Moon’s default choice of cuddling partner! It can be a little hard to get in position — I imagine Moon always likes to be the little spoon despite her being slightly taller than him — but they manage! Moon pretty much always falls asleep first, because, as the oldest model of the group, and having sustained the most damage post-collapse on top of that, she simply doesn’t use power as efficiently as the others do and therefore gets tired much more easily. In some ways, the poor thing even feels a little guilty about it; she’s supposed to be the leader of this group, and yet here she is, tiring out after less travel and growing drowsy before the rain even starts! Luckily, Sig makes an effort to ensure her she’s more-than worth keeping around, because after every awful thing the world has thrown at her kindness, the least she deserves is some quality guilt-free nap time! And sometimes, if they want a little alone-time (or if Pebbles gets too fed-up with their lovey-dovey gestures), it’ll be just the two of them, and perhaps their slugcats, cuddling together in the shelter. 

And speaking of slugcats, Moon’s second choice of cuddles is Rivulet! Being very soft, warm, and equally cuddly, she makes another good source of cuddles for Moon. And sometimes, if Hunter’s also around and willing, the two join forces with Sig and Hunter for a big, soft, cuddle-filled slumber party!

Still, though, Sig is definitely no. 1 provider of snuggles for Moon. But he loves her dearly, so for the most part he doesn’t mind! Since she falls asleep first, some of his favorite moments each cycle are from just watching her and holding her close as the rainfall echoes from outside; she always looks so beautiful when she’s relaxed, and having her in his arms makes him feel like he can protect her no matter what. So he never really minds when Moon, slurring her words, tiredly asks for him to hold her while she enters sleep mode. 

That is, except when this happens and he’s stuck in that spot for the next several hours…

A few more ideas to this headcanon:

Moon’s third choice of cuddles is Five Pebbles. It’s a bit interesting, because in basically all other scenarios Pebbles insists on sleeping alone in a separate shelter, even though he’s actually rather touch-starved (though it'll be a while before he admits it). Moon is one of the only people he’s actually willing to sleep with, besides occasionally Artificer (in which the feeling is mutual and no one else must be in the room). If I someday decide to ship Pebbles with someone, I imagine he’d also be willing to sleep with them, again, only if no one else is around to see it.

To elaborate on the last point and shift to Five Pebbles’ perspective, the reason why Pebbles always wants to sleep alone is because, as I imagine the worm-off-the-string story so far, Pebbles’ biggest internal conflicts are learning to accept all those “worldly attachments” the Ancients so strongly rejected, and overcoming his god-complex and fear of relying on others. And one of the main ways this manifests is him being so deeply embarrassed to be dealing with these basic survival needs — like yet another one of the savage beasts roaming the world, after having been a vast mechanical god so far above those primitive creatures — that he refuses to let others, even his friends and family, observe him in such a “pitiful” state whenever possible, and resolves to try and overcome it alone. 

To further continue this idea, this is why Moon sometimes insists on sleeping with him. Even though he’ll have to overcome these conflicts on his own, it doesn’t mean he has to be alone while he does it. She makes an effort during these and other moments in this scenario to assure him that it’s okay, no one’s gonna judge or punish him for living this way, and she’ll always be there if he ever decides to accept some help. Pebbles always falls asleep with his head buried in her chest and holding onto her very tightly.

The iterators often like to sleep with their slugcats, who in the AU also stick around a lot to help guide them as they figure out the ins-and-outs of organic survival. 

Both Moon and Pebbles tend to sleep in a curled position. It's actually very similar to how slugcats generally sleep!

Pebbles is quite the workaholic in general, but it also means he has a hard time falling asleep — not because he doesn’t get sleepy, but rather that he often denies it or its significance in an attempt to get more done that cycle (and because, again, he’s “too advanced” for animalistic things like sleeping). The group often has to literally drag him to bed to get him to sleep, and Sig often teases him when his lenses start drooping and his syllables begin to stretch.

In extreme cases, where almost all of their power has been exhausted, iterators won't just slur their words anymore, but their speech will often lose coherency overall, like a spoken case of very drunk typing .

When sleepy, Moon not only slurs her words, but has a tendency to say rather strange and very silly things. It’s another side-effect of less power being used to actually think through her words. There have been many instances where the whole group erupted in laughter after Moon made a really out-of-left-field comment!

Oh, and here's one last quick doodle based off one of the ones above:

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Aaaand that's all for another headcanon! Even though it took me a whole week to do the drawings, it was SO fun getting to develop this idea, especially since sleepy Moonie is such a cute concept! I am so glad that you shared that little idea, Ghost!!

And speaking of which, if you've made it all the way down here, Ghost, may I invite you to add any more ideas to all this, if you want? I'd especially love hearing ideas for the other iterators' sleeping habits (how fast they get tired, what position they like to sleep in, who they usually sleep with, how they wind down before bed, etc.)! I mainly focused on Moon and a bit of Pebbles at the end, since I'm still trying to get a read on Sig and Suns's personalities (especially Suns), so it'd be fun to even further expand on this idea in that regard! Of course, you don't have to, but it's a proposition!

But regardless, I hope you and anyone else who made it to the bottom enjoyed my contributions to the idea! And be sure to keep the adorable headcanon ideas coming!!

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Bonus: Here are the full sketchbook pages, in case anyone was interested in seeing the completed layout! I think I'm gonna be making more of these kinds of drawing/explanation combo artworks!3

[minty-mumbles]

LU Survey Responses Part Three: Favorites and Least Favorties

Part One: Demographics

Part Two: General Questions

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#1:

#2:

#3:

#4:

Other Responses: Legend/Ravio/Marin (4), Wind/Tetra (2), Wild/Ravali, Time/Nabooru, Hyrule/Aurora, Four/Dot/Shadow, Every single WLW Zelda ship, Some variation of "I love them all, fuck you" (4), Who cares about ships I want found family

#5:

#6:

#7: An assortment of answers from the free response, under the cut because there are many:

:p

The Snail From the New Update!!!!!!!!!!!

🌹 for you!

I love the Legend of Zelda and Linked Universe! Also I don't dislike any of the Links, and Legend is pretty much tied for favorite with Time for me. Really just depends on my mood or something (or how recently I've played one of their games).

Consider the following: Golden Sword FI

Froggie

i wanna see shadow in the comic so fucking badly jojo please 😭

One time I was playing the og Loz and I couldn't find the second dungeon to go to but I managed to find the second last dungeon or something by running past a horde of lynels and I managed to bs my way through half of it until I got stuck in a room with an enemy I had to kill to leave but wasn't able to kill with my lack of tools and it couldn't kill me so I had to restart the whole game and I haven't played since. Also if you attack a cucco in Twilight Princess, it doesn't attack you; instead you become the cucco for a few seconds and can flap around and scream

Do u like Mac and cheese

yeah twilight princess is my favourite game and i haven’t played it but in my defence i’m a goth

the Pokémon Mystery Dungeon DX remake of the song "Sky Tower" bangs and you should check it out (if you want)

Four is all but canonically the spirit of the Four Sword, and there's so much evidence for it in his games and even his personality in LU, but I feel like this is underrepresented in people's headcanons because people don't know as much about Four.

i hope youre having a good day <33 -@soul-of-rei

Fun Fact: The “Ballad Of The Windfish” from Link’s Awakening is in the melody of the Hyrule Castle main theme (outdoors) for some reason snd I noticed it like yesterday and I can’t tell if they did this with consideration for lore or if they just used it because the Ballad Of The Windfish only shows up in one game and is therefore a less well known and less likely to be noticed detail so they reused the song to not have to make a new song. On the other hand, TP and SS were two other games remastered for Switch and beyond simple convenience both games have a lot of interesting details that show up in and add to botws lore so maybe Link’s Awakening has significance to botw or botw 2 too and no one noticed hrmmmmm sorry this became an unintended theory ramble

Why does ganon hate the internet? There are too many links hehehehe

Tell your followers they're amazing!!! - Nayra

I really like linked universe. There’s so much room for creativity in the fandom. I love to see all the different interpretations of Link! :)

Vultures throw up when they feel threatened

We got a new kitten, his name is Maui, and he likes head boops. This has nothing to do with LU but I thought it was important.

the ocean is soup. this is an undeniable fact.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ

This section I like to call "gushing over the various Links"

i don't think enough people realize that wind killed a man

I love wind so much he's my little guy I wanna pay for his college tuition

Wind deserves much more attention in the fandom he's my little pirate dude

Shout out to my boy Hyrule for being so cute

#BringSkyBackFromTheGasStation

Wind is best boy

Wolfie is best boy

Wild is my comfort for my mental health. I guess I project?

Grandaddy Wolfie >>>>

The fact I could only choose one favourite hurt, I was here for like 3 minutes deciding who to pick between Sky and Warrior's :'D

spent a solid 10 minutes trying to decide who i could say was my least favourite link because i love them all so much

And I'm not pasting the whole thing in here, but let it be known that the entire bee movie script, the wikipedia page for the chair, and the fitness gram pacer test were submitted

[fluffallamaful]

Healing AU (continued):

Sam and Quackity don’t get it at first: they think it’s a response to something in the short term. Maybe that joke went a bit far and hit something sensitive, or maybe he has a tummy ache, or maybe there’s something else. They poke and they prod in an effort to get to the bottom of things, and eventually they learn that this is way deeper than they realized.

Dream is terrified of them. Dream was isolated, starved, physically assaulted on the daily, gaslit, and all sorts of other things. For a year. And of course he couldn’t take it — who could? This damage, it wasn’t the result of a nuke. He’d already been falling apart at the seams for months.

Dream is a person. And the weight of what they did sinks in.

Dream’s eyes are squeezed shut, he’s waiting for the explosion. But then he feels Sam boop his nose.

The shift from rough-and-tumble to extremely gentle is pretty much instant.

babbyyy :(((((((( part 1 from this here

i actually kinda love the idea that it’s tommy that swoops in to comfort dream. like the outburst occurs and tommy just pushes past sam and quackity and takes dream’s hand. he still flinches when dream swings a punch at him, his hands are still shaking from hearing dream yell. but he holds onto dreams hands and just lowers his voice and talks to him until his outburst subsides (like the soft tone in the lore stream :(( )

(discussion below. i fix the angst i promise 😂)

🦙🦙🦙…

i love the idea of sam and quackity just watching and feeling kinda guilty. like they hate the guy but jeez they also didn’t realise just how much they had affected him. who could have guessed that dream had been so panicked over memories with them as opposed to the nuke

there’s something sweet/heartbreaking about making it so that during tommys reassurance, both him and dream are just shaking :(( dreams voice has managed to lower to match tommys but he’s still hissing and spitting through his words. there are wells of angry/frightened tears in his eyes. tommy reminds him to shush and that he’s not gonna let anything happen to him. he pulls him into a hug and dream gets to feel just how terrified tommy is of him as well (stuttered breath, beating heart and shaky arms). they get that moment of understanding again. dream realises just how much of an olive branch tommy has extended to him. he gets a wave of gratitude that provides him with the energy to make a light hearted joke about how broken they both are. tommy scoffs and laughs with him, relief washing through him and giving him the confidence to joke back at him. tommy is absolutely in better shape than dream is.

they pull out of the hug and manage to smile. tommy points out that he’s never seen dream so soft, he can’t believe that he used to be scared of dream. dream denies it and makes fun of tommy’s hands that are still shaking. tommy says fuck you, and pokes him in the stomach.

this time, dreams reaction to the jab is much more accepting. he even giggles. and so tommy starts adding pokes into his teasing. he marvels at the fact that dream is just as ticklish as the rest of his friends. dream tells him to fuck off and wait for him to recover for a fair fight. tommy claims that this is pretty fair, and that the nuke was merely a strategy to help him in this exact moment. dream tells him to fuck off again, but he’s smiling and giggly at the lighthearted banter

it’s kinda cool to imagine that this is the moment that sam and quackity find the redeemable qualities in dream. they start adding on to the banter, gently teasing dream about finally losing to tommy in a ‘fair fight’. they joke about how this would have been useful for prison. dream tells them to fuck off too.

at one point dream makes a joke that sounds a little bit too much like he still believes that quackity sam and tommy are all going to revert back to hating him once he’s better. that it’s just kind of act that they’re putting on. which prompts the teasing to be replaced by absolute reassurance and affirmation,, ensuring dream that they genuinely want to help him get better. tommy seems so insistent on being friends with him that or looks like he’s about to cry. dream would probably join him too if he wasn’t smiling like an idiot from the hand and arm tracing that the younger was simultaneously performing.

by the end of it all they all have a new understanding and respect for each other. and dream can finally appreciate just how soft and safe he feels in his pillow ridden bed :)

🦙🦙🦙…

[ruvviks]

MORE CASSIDY LORE 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

HEHEHHEHE CASSIDY LORE BE UPON YE

he let himself get recruited by militech age 16 because in his own eyes he had nothing left to live for :/ training period cut short because one of his superiors saw his ~potential~ and then he began working for her

interesting track record at militech! worked as secretary/personal assistant for above mentioned superior and was essentially used by her to get into a more powerful position and then she put him on bodyguard duty. got taken off bodyguard duty when his superiors realized his clients were dying because cassidy was killing them himself. got a weaponry sales desk job. lost the job and got put on netrunner duty instead because he kept getting into arguments with colleagues. got sent back into the field as cleanup crew member because he continuously hacked into militech's own systems and then wrote extensive reports about the failures and weaknesses of their cybersecurity. and then he got "recommended" to maxtac and moved corporations and militech threw a facking party when he was gone

important to mention he was 20 years old when he started at maxtac. he was a facking nuisance and i love him so much for it

his time at maxtac was also. weird. to say the least. started with a boot camp internship period where they put him through hell and let's just say his cunty militech swag was mostly gone by the time they were done with him :/

introducing: autopilot cassidy! got all the emotion sucked out of him because of his introduction to maxtac and was from then on suitable for field work <3 he did cyberpsycho elimination work for a while until he got severely injured and was moved back to a desk job at the cyberpsycho reprogramming division

not much interesting happened there other than the fact cassidy met officer reid bennett. and they started dating :/ i have much to say about that. many thoughts. but for now let's keep it at cassidy poured his heart out for reid and it was too much for reid. but also they were together for about three-ish years and reid just never said anything. he's a cunt and i want him dead (maybe)

important to mention that cassidy's autopilot mode briefly switched off when he was with reid. but then reid broke up with him and he snapped back into it harder than before. which is important information for later just wait

then he went back to field work. was put in a death squad. maxtac's best of the best <3 ended up killing his entire squad because they were making fun of him and then he got fired and a five hour head start before they would start hunting him for sports

i don't have much yet for his time with kang tao but he basically found shelter there and it was a "join us or die" kinda situation after that. so. he was kang tao suddenly. worked with them for some months then fucked them over fantastically. he got humiliated at work which prompted him to just release a whole bunch of scandals to the public <3 somehow made it out in one piece and well. maxtac is no longer hunting him these days but kang tao 100% is <3 SGHJFDHGFJD

cassidy was 27 when that happened and he still just. needed a job of some sort so he decided to become an assassin >:^) gets hired by people to kill other people, very straightforward and simple, it passes the time, easy money because of all his skills so all in all. pretty good! except for the autopilot

and all of that brings us to the present <3 cassidy has just been given a new job by a very mysterious client who barely gave him anything to work with but long story short, cassidy has to kill a guy who is leader of a gang. plain and simple. very straightforward. one would think >:) you can read chapter 1 here if you're inch rested >:)

here's some more facts about him that i like to spin in my brain

he makes little noises :) beep boop when he's hacking, pew pew when he's shooting, tee hee when he did something smart. likes to mimic noises he hears around him

talks to himself a lot also <3 he was very lonely when he was young and he would often pretend his plushies were his friends and he would talk to them and himself to keep himself company and he still does that nowadays

his nervous system is insanely fucked up because of an incident he's been in when he was a kid which means he can very easily get overwhelmed and register touch as something hurtful :( it helps if he's the one initiating physical contact with someone and wearing gloves helps too, but when others touch him without warning and not gentle it can very easily physically hurt him </3 not great at all because he is touch starved and really just wants to be held but. yeas. it's just pain most of the time ;-;

he's a bit of a freak when it comes to monologuing 😔 likes to put people in their place or mock their poorly executed evil plans (if they deserve it in his eyes) or attempts at escaping. uses big words sometimes but also he makes very little sense. just in general actually. he likes to talk a LOT

that being said he struggles a lot with verbalizing his needs which is also very frustrating. there's always many things going on in his brain and his mouth sometimes has trouble keeping up. or the other way round

he is TALL. 2.01m so he is easy to spot. also because of the pink hair. he's very special to me

started graying age 23-24 and he's pretty self-conscious about most of his body, but not his hair :) if anything he likes the fact its by now mostly gray!! but he still dyes it pink because he also just loves pink

in combat he is very much Deadly because. well. militech. maxtac. kang tao. but also he's always holding back a little for some reason. it's pretty difficult to get him to unleash his full potential and that's mainly because he doesn't really like the person he was back at the corps :/ but he still got it in him and if circumstances force his hand. well. you're Fucked LMFAO

sniper boy >:^) throwing knives also. monowire. he is trained in every other type of combat as well those are his favorites. tech weapons and precision rifles also

[variantia]

BELLUM.   anyway I think in a lil while I’m gonna boop some excerpts from my adult Chara x reader into a post here

some of them to show what Chara’s past was like (at least, what Reader has seen of it anyway)

some as references to the cult because LORE

and some to show what Chara, Frisk, Azzy, and Flowey are like as adults (spoiler alert, Flowey doe not get any better, imagine this little ankle-biting shit who is now not limited to ankles cuz he can make himself taller)

why ??  ... well, for one, I’m super proud of this thing IT’S ALMOST 250,00 WORDS AND MAYBE LIKE HALF DONE I MEAN GODDAMN GIMME MY PROPS

second, even though it’s Chara as an adult ... I spend a lot of time showing  how childhood trauma can affect a person, especially when they don’t address it, which means needing to delve into that trauma  and how it shaped them, which means I explore a lot of backstory for them, so it’s relevant to the way I play Chara here in their main child verse

just like

for anyone who hasn’t read it (which is probably most of y’all, which is totally ok !!   I don’t think I’ve ever posted a link to it on this blog ahahah), I’d just looooove to show off some bits that feed into how I portray Chara as a child vs as an adult

they’re definitely similar as an adult to how they were as a kid (Asriel is probably the one who’s changed most out of him, Chara, and Frisk) but there are for sure some differences ; as we kinda see with the way they interact with Lo, they’re actually a lot more open to new people and particularly trusting new people as a child than they will be as an adult

kiddo Chara doesn’t open up as quickly as their siblings but they open up LEAGUES sooner and easier than they do as an adult, by the time they’re an adult they’re incredibly set in their ways of not letting the walls down too much

and also like SERIOUSLY GUYS I’M REALLY PROUD OF THIS FIC I WANNA SHOW Y’ALL HOW I CHARACTERIZE THE DREEMURR SIBS AS ADULTS AND HOW THINGS HAVE AFFECTED THEM BUT I ALSO KNOW NOT EVERYONE IS UP FOR A 250,000 WORD FIC THAT ISN’T EVEN FINISHED SO I WANNA PICK MY FAVORITE BITS TO SHOW YOU-

I’ll probably do that later tonight

for now I gotta get up to some .......... Frisk-y business

[bumble-bee-anon]

*the man backs away in fear, grabbing a rock and throwing out at Glass in a panic* "w- what do you want from me?!?"

*The rock makes a clink and bounces off her uselessly*

*She sets the bag down, detected arm releases his leg leaving a bruise and skitters across him to guard the bag*

*She pushes him down with her foot before kneeling on his chest* Well I can't just let you slip through the cracks can I~?

*She boops his nose before making a fist

*She knocks her fist back and punchs*

After all *she voice soft and in tune still* You lied to me and stole from my friend

*She grabs him by the jaw squeezing before she releases it and drops his head*

So. Talk. Why'd you do that? *She sounds like she's lightly scolding a child* - Glass

// Question. How important is this guy to Bee's plot/story/lore ie is he needed later?

"L-listen. Have you ever seen how much those low quality love pots go for? Hundreds! But a single drop of that stuff is worth thousands, no, millions! And who cares if it causes some bitch to feel a little pain! They can make more. They can recover."*smiles sickeningly* "Besides, the stuff is in such low quantity because of the Hunts."

//ehhhhhh... 20% important? He's meant to be a goon for a big black market mafia who collects stuff like Bee yokai blood

[amintyworld]

Child of The Dome (SBI Rust Server)

Platonic Wilbur Soot x Reader and Tommyinnit x Reader. We got Dadbur and Big Broinnit... It’s all about the found family, folks!

A/N: *Gets a SBI Rust fic idea* *Looks up to see its not written and no one is interested in writing it* *Realizing YOU’RE the one who can write it into existence* As a reminder, this is all RP - THE RUST SERVER HAS LORE, GUYS GALS AND NONBINARY PALS! Also, reader is gender neutral. Enjoy! - Minty

TW: Murder, Major Character Death (Kind of, they can respawn?), Religious Themes, Cult-like behavior, Kidnapping, Cannibalism, Cursing, child abuse (?), shooting/gun violence, sickness. (Let me know if I need to tag anything else!)

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Thunder and lightning roared outside of the Dome Church as Wilbur and Tommy sat inside, continuing their sermon to a few others despite the weather conditions. Just a few hours earlier, Sofa had objected when the rain began to leak through the roof, and was promptly locked outside as punishment, which seemed to quickly quiet a few complaints from the others. “Now, my people, you shall not live in fear of the storm for the Dome will protect all who preach and live its word!” Wilbur said, standing at the podium. “Persevere and the Dome will reward you!”

Murmurs of agreement seemed to sweep through the crowd as their feet shivered - bare, wet and cold. They rose to their feet slowly as Iamty began to play the piano and they hummed along with the tune, their spirits beginning to be lifted. Water seeped into their clothes and chills ran down their spine but nonetheless they stood as Seepeekay, the known Minister, began his prepared speech over the music. Tommy walked through the aisle, holding out a basket for donations as the churchgoers threw whatever they could think to offer inside. 

Suddenly a loud knock came from the door - panicked and urgent.

Wilbur grumbled at the interruption, weaving his way through the crowd and opening the door. “Sofa, you have to relearn the Dome’s ways before you can-'' Words died on his lips as Sophie looked to Wilbur worried, a small bundle in her arms. The baby’s cries blended with the thunder and lightning from above, and Wilbur’s eyes scanned the child’s in curiosity.

“Wilbur, I found them outside near the Dome, they’re freezing cold I dunno what to-!” Wilbur’s mind whirred as it began to put the pieces together, frozen in place and not knowing exactly what to do next. Tommy rushed up next to Wilbur, asking what was going on until his gaze landed on the baby as well. “...Wilbur?”

At this, Wilbur’s body quickly snapped to attention, taking the child from Sophie and turning, closing the door shut behind him and keeping Sophie outside. The baby’s eyes glimmered in the light of the torches, their hair a matted and muddy mess padded flat in a circular shape - a dome like shape, if you will. Slowly, he raised his hand to caress the child’s cheek, a fondness beginning to grow in his heart as their cries slowed to a stop, looking up to him in wonder. A loving smile stretched across his face as he booped their nose, sending them into a fit of laughter. Wilbur’s heart couldn’t help but begin to melt at the baby’s smile. He held them close, his own body warmth beginning to warm their small freezing body.

“The storm! It’s stopping!” Pebble shouted as he looked outside, noticing the sun begin to poke through the clouds as the raindrops began to slow.

“Messiah, I believe I have witnessed a miracle today.” Wilbur called as everyone turned to look at him. “This child… this child has stopped the storm, they have stopped the storm for they are a child of the Dome itself. The Dome has spared us for helping one of its own.” Wilbur held up the baby for the congregation to see. “This baby is a miracle and a blessing, a gift of the Dome to us, a gift we must not take lightly.”

“What are we going to do with it?” Scott asked. “Can we- should we just... take them back to the Dome?”

Wilbur couldn’t help the pang of selfishness that came over him at the suggestion. “Take the child back? Slop, the great Dome does not make a mistake. It has given us great gifts and now it’s given us this baby, and you want to rid yourself of them? Shameful! We shall embrace this opportunity, this gift. We’ll make them part of our great family.” Wilbur said, going back to the podium and cradling the child close in his arms. “Since I found them, I’ll look after them.” He moved to press his forehead against the baby’s as the rest of the church looked on in interest. “I dub thee… Dirt.” Wilbur smiled as the congregation erupted in applause.

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Tommy at first objected to adding another person in their already cramped house, but eventually, though he wouldn’t admit it, he became attached to the kid as the months passed. On a particular cold winter day, your crib was stationed by the fireplace, Wilbur out gathering food and supplies. Tommy had one mission and one mission only - to teach you your first swear.

“Come on, it’s not hard. Just say ‘fuck’. You can do it.” Tommy encouraged as you sat in your crib and looked at him, head tilted slightly in confusion. Your small hands reached out toward him.

“Twoh-towh!” You babbled with a smile, and Tommy’s heart melted at the nickname as he sighed fondly.

“Yeah, Tom-Tom.” He agreed, as you reached toward him, wanting to be let out as he carefully picked you up and held you in his arms. Your hands found their way into his hair as they pulled and played with it, squealing happily. “You really like my hair, don’t you?” He asked, amused until you pulled a bit too hard, making the teenager wince in pain, quickly bringing you back down to sit in his lap. “Okay, you played with my hair for a little while, can you say ‘fuck’ now?” You looked confused, moving to pick up a small pebble on the ground instead. “Dirt, I know you can do it, okay?” He moved you so you sat facing him again, and you huffed slightly at the loss of your pebble. “Say ‘fuck’. Like this: ‘ffff-uck’.” He said slower, as if that could possibly do anything to help. Your head tilted again, confused at why Tommy looked so disgruntled at his wasted efforts. He sighed in defeat, moving to put you back in your crib again.

Anger bubbled inside your chest - you didn’t want to be put back in the crib, you wanted to play. “F...FWOA!” You shouted, making Tommy’s eyes glimmer with hope.

“That’s closer, come on, you can do it, Dirt-!” He said, pausing and holding you in mid-air.

Beginning to put the pieces together, you realized that saying the word will keep you from being put back in the crib. Determined, your mind whirred as it looked to Tommy in curiosity. “Fwok…?”

“Almost there, you almost got it…” Tommy encouraged. “Say ‘fuck’.”

“Fffwok, Fuok… fuck!” You managed after a few tries, and Tommy’s eyes brightened with glee.

“Yes, Dirt. Fuck.”

“Fuck!” You repeated, smiling as Tommy once again smiled, bringing you back to the floor. “Fuck.”

The excitement of the exchange slowly made you grow tired as Tommy shifted, leaning against the wall as you began to drift off against his chest, a tiny fistful of his shirt in your hand. Snow began to fall outside, quickly turning into a snowstorm. Feeling tired and not wanting to disturb the sleeping being on his stomach, Tommy slowly began to drift off, leaning against the wall. Only an hour later Wilbur burst into the scene, firmly closing the door behind himself and carrying three large bundles of wood. He looked around, pulling off the scarf around his face and internally awwing at the sight - Big Brother Tommy, who would have thought? Tommy’s hands never moved from supporting you against his chest, worried about you falling over. Not wanting to disturb the siblings, he quietly shed his snow-covered gear, grabbing a blanket and pulling it up around Tommy’s sleeping form, ruffling his hair slightly and carefully talking you from Tommy’s grasp. Your Dad quickly settled you back in your crib, giving your forehead a soft kiss.

“Goodnight, you two.”

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You slowly awoke in the warm arms of someone, outside in the snow, and your three-year-old body shivered. Where was Dad? Dad always was there, if not Tommy, so where was he? You looked up to see a hooded figure with jet black hair and blue eyes. Whoever it was, that was not Dad or Tom-Tom, and you began to cry, getting scared and wanting to see them again. Tears ran down your cheeks as the hooded teenager looked panicked. “Shh, shh… please, you’ve gotta be quiet-”

“WA-BA!” You cried, failing your body as you wailed, crying more. 

“Uh, I…” He said, not exactly knowing how to handle the situation. “It’s okay, it’s okay! I know Wilbur, I know your Dad, okay? I’m… I’m taking you right to him, just please stop crying…” He begged. Your body shivered as you sniffled, and let out a sneeze. “Dammit, I told you to stop crying…” He cursed, pulling you closer to his cloak to keep you warm. “Just hold tight, we’re almost there.”

“Wa-ba... “ You sniffed, and the teen’s face shifted into one of… guilt?

“Fucking christ Wilbur what are you doing with a kid-?!” He mumbled to himself, frustrated. “All I wanted to do was check inside and leave, but no.. of fucking course you have a kid-!” You quickly approached a large house of sorts as your captor took a deep breath in front of the door, looking down at you. “Hey, it’s okay. If it goes well, you won’t feel any pain.” He nervously smiled, before looking into your eyes as the smile quickly fell. “Don’t look at me like that, okay? It’s not exactly like I have much of a choice here. If I didn’t return with you, they’d…” He trailed off, before slightly shaking his head of thoughts, pushing the door open and stepping inside. After a few tries, he firmly pulled the door shut, carrying you closer inside and next to a small fireplace that dimly lit the room. “Guys, I’m back. I got the kid.”

Your eyes filled with fear as two figures seemingly appeared from the shadows, smiling and wide-eyed. You quickly drove your face to hide in your captor’s cloak. One with blonde hair and brown eyes reached out toward you slowly, making you retreat further into your captor’s cloaked embrace. “I can’t believe the rumors are true.” The other spoke - much shorter than the other two members, with brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, sporting a green poncho. “The famous ‘Child of the Dome’.” He turned to your cloaked captor. “Much trouble with the wall, Krinios?”

“No, that special ax you gave me worked like a charm,” Krinios replied. Your eyes were fixated on the shorter man’s, noticing how similar to Tommy he looked - they were probably the same age - but something wasn’t right with his eyes. They looked cold and inviting, the light went from where it once had brought warmth and life to the teen - different from the curious scheming brightness of Tommy’s, or how your Dad’s eyes seemed to fill with laughter and love all the time. You didn’t like any of this one bit, you wanted to be back home in Wilbur’s embrace as he’d hum a lullaby, rocking you back and forth to get you to sleep. Not in this room filled with hungry stares and eyes locked onto your body like a wolf’s.

“Come on, little one… I just want to play a game.” The blond one ushered, and you shook your head ‘no’ violently, clinging onto Krinios’s arm tightly, not daring to let go.

“What’s… what’s going on here?” The shorter one asked, gesturing to the scene. “Did they imprint on you or something?”

“Look - I dunno Tubbo,” Krinios admitted, holding up his hands in a sort of surrender. “Maybe they got sick in the cold, they were crying a lot.”

“And you didn’t stuff a sock in their mouth?” The blonde one’s eyes stared down at Krinios’s intently. “I told you we needed the little shit quiet, what if someone heard you?!”

“It’s a baby, Hycei!” Krinios snapped, and Hycei’s mouth turned into a thin line.

“Good god, you feel sympathetic for it…��� The blonde groaned before snatching you up forcefully as you let out a wail, grabbing for Krinios desperately. “This is the only way to send a clear message to that freak of a cult that calls itself a church, not to mention Wilbur. We show them what happens when they decide to fuck with us. If we don’t get even now they’ll just keep thinking they can get away with doing whatever they want to us because we won’t fight back.”

“It’s an eye for an eye, Krinios - for all the times they’ve killed us, taken our stuff… they’re bullies, Krinios. Bullies that won’t stop unless we fight back, and Fort Kickass isn’t cowards. Sometimes when you’re the bad guy, Krinios, the only way to fight fire is with fire. Besides,” Tubbo asked, his lips curling in a smile as he unsheathed his knife. “You wanted to try flesh right off the bone, right?” As Tubbo came toward you, you squirmed and tried to wail before Hycei clapped a hand over your mouth to muffle your sound.

“Wait… wait wait wait!” Krinios snapped to action as he thickly swallowed, getting between you and the knife. “What if the kid’s so sick, it affects the flesh? What if we get sick from it?” Tubbo’s cold eyes shifted from his friend’s to the knife in his hand. “I think we should just give it a day or two, you know… maybe this one isn’t the one to try out the new style of flesh thing. Maybe we shouldn’t change perfection, you know what I’m saying?”

“We’ve eaten rotten flesh, I think we’ll be immune to whatever they might have.” Tubbo responded, rolling his eyes. “Don’t forget that those Dome People killed you in cold blood.”

“Aren’t we doing the same thing?” He asked, as the other two’s faces filled with irritation, getting annoyed.

“We’re surviving, Krinios. If you haven’t noticed because of our ‘reputation’ on this server I haven’t eaten in days. I’m hungry.” Hycei said coldly. “Now isn’t the time to be taking the moral high road - do you want to not starve to death?!”

As Krinios hesitated, Tubbo shoved him aside as he approached. “We don’t have time for this.” He huffed, pulling your arm roughly and looking to Hycei. “Hold ‘em still.” You became hysterical, tears flowing freely down your face in panic and wanting to be as far away from that sharp object as possible. As it pressed down and began to cut you let out a shriek in agony as blood and pain overwhelmed your senses, and you bit down on Hycei’s hand, making them retract it and nearly drop you in the process.

He looked pissed. “Why you little-!” Within seconds, pain once again blossomed in your head, your vision swimming with tears. You wanted Dad, you wanted Tom-Tom, you wanted the pain to go away… Whimpering in pain, you curled in on yourself. Your prayers seemed to be quickly answered as the door burst open with two very ticked-off family members you recognized instantly. Wilbur pointed his gun directly at Tubbo’s head as the room began to build with tension, the two leaders just staring at each other. 

“Wilbur.” Tubbo said cooly, putting his bloodied knife back in its sheath.

“Tubbo.” Wilbur growled through his teeth. “Where are they? Where’s Dirt?!”

“Oh, is that what you decided to call them?” Tubbo asked, crossing his arms. “Or did your Dome God decide on it?”

“You’ve crossed the fucking line, Tubbo.” Tommy growled, his ax at the ready. “Dirt didn’t do jack shit to you.”

“Oh, I disagree.” Tubbo spat. “Being a part of your sick cult is enough for me. Even so, you can’t blame a leader trying to feed his people, can you? That’s all this is - survival of the fittest. Getting revenge on both of you, well… that’s just a bonus.”

“You’re a sick freak.” 

“You’re a scamming cultist.” Tubbo retorted, moving to take you from Hycei’s arms. “Question is, who’s worse?”

“Wa-Ba…” You sniffled as Wilbur moved closer, before Tubbo quickly pressed his knife up against your throat.

“Not another step.” Seeing this, Tubbo pointed his gun at Tubbo’s head, though the cannibal leader seemed unphased. “Kill me and I’ll kill them as soon as the bullet leaves the muzzle.”

“Bulllshit.” Tommy angrily shouted, moving forward next to Wil.

“Do you really want to take that risk?”

Wilbur breathed as his mind whirred to try to think of some kind of solution, his gun trained on Tubbo. “Tommy, get ready.”

“What’s it gonna be, Wilbur Soot?”

Quickly, he shot Tubbo in the leg, making him fall and lose his grip on you as Tommy rushed forward, snatching you up and kicking Tubbo in the face as he tried to grab you back. Hycei, on the other hand, rushed toward Wilbur, as the two fought and eventually Wilbur shot him in the arm, then quickly turned to train his gun at Krinios who held up his hands in surrender. When Tommy saw your injuries it broke his heart as he ripped off a bit of cloth and wrapped it around your arm wound temporarily, wrapping your body in warm blankets. He dried your tears as he rushed back towards Wilbur. “It’s okay, it’s okay…”

“You got what you wanted, just leave.” Krinios begged as Wilbur’s gun stayed trained on him. Wilbur, keeping his eyes on the man in front of him, handed the gun to Tommy as Tommy handed you off to your Dad, who carefully ran his hand through your hair, bringing you close and not planning on letting you out of his arms any time soon. 

“You scared me, oh god I thought I lost you…” Wilbur whispered. “It’s okay, it’s all okay now, I’m right here, I’m right here. Shh…” Your hands gripped his shirt and you buried your face in it, feeling comforted by his familiar scent of pine and burnt oak. Your body shook with fear as Wilbur ran his hand along your back in comfort as he turned toward the door. His gentle voice turned cold as he looked toward Tommy, his gun still trained on Krinios. Anger and sadness overwhelmed his heart as he looked upon the one who took you away from him, who tried to take you to your death. Vengeance never tasted so sweet. “Kill him.”

Krinios’s eyes widened. “Wait, wait wait let’s talk about this-!”

Tommy didn’t hesitate as Krinios’s body slumped to the floor as the two made their way back toward the entrance of Fort Kickass. Tubbo sat against the wall, breathing heavily from the pain, glaring at both of them. “This isn’t over.”

“You said you wanted to feed your people, I believe I just provided you with food.” Wilbur shot behind him as he walked toward the entrance. “As for Dirt, if you so much as lay a finger on them I won’t hesitate to take all of you out for good. I wonder who will revive you then.” His eyes glanced over the cannibal leader, making sure Tubbo knew he wasn’t bluffing. “Goodbye, Tubbo.”

[burntuakrisp]

Friday Night Funkin: Vs Your Boyfriend/YB week mod dialogue (Fan made)

I know I already posted a link to this story, but I wanted to keep sharing it so I decided to share it again on here. Minors stay away.

Okay so first I want to explain some things. Over the past few days, I have decided to look at other fandoms that have had mods connected to FNF. Like the Happy Tree Friends fandom, thanks to the Flippy Mod. But recently I have discovered another fandom of a game that has my interest. It’s a visual novel called “Your Boyfriend” and it has got me hooked. It has a male Yandere who's cute as he is deadly.

Warning: This game is an erotic horror game, so minors should stay away, please respect the creator's wish and do not interfere with it. No minors allowed.

That being said, I want a mod of this guy, like really want it. Just so I can have an excuse to add him to the ever-growing mod lore that fnf has. The creator even made some sprites for a possible mod involving him. https://y0urb0yfriend.tumblr.com/post/652837913968672768/whats-up-nerds-im-making-the-animation-assets-for

But I have no time nor patience to make one. So I thought I could make dialogue for possible cutscenes for the nonexistent mod.

Sorry if I get this guy out of character, the game is not complete yet. sadly

Plus its literally Boyfriend vs Boyfriend.

So I hope you enjoy it.

Cutscene 1:

(Background cuts to Park, with a white bench.)

YB/Peter: Oh, Y/N, there you are. I was wondering where you went, darling-

???: Bep

YB/Peter turns to see Boyfriend with his trademark blue hair and microphone. Next to him is Girlfriend, sitting on top of the speakers as she always does.

YB/Peter: What the- Who are you?

Boyfriend: Bep Boop Ska boop beep.

YB/Peter: a rap battle? Well if you insist. Maybe I can impress my darling Y/N that way.

Song 1: (the song is a typical romantic sounding, with some minor off beats to give a slightly off feeling. YB/Peter is holding a microphone in one of his hands. In the other, he has a red rose. He is looking directly at the player as he sings. Boyfriend and Girlfriend are the same as they always been in these rap battles, with Boyfriend singing while Girlfriend bobs her head to the music. The song ends.

Cutscene 2: YB/Peter’s face looks a lot angrier as he looks at Boyfriend. YB grits his teeth as it now reveals his teeth are razor sharp and there are many of them.

YB/Peter: Why you little! How? How did I lose!? That was uncalled for, you little brat!

Boyfriend: Skee bop bo bep.

YB/Peter: My head does not look like a Golfball! And I don’t know what a Whitty is!!

YB/Peter: Okay, round 2, and this time I will not let you shame me in front of my darling Y/N!

Boyfriend: Ske boop bo po. (Boyfriend is confused as he does not know who “Y/N” is)

Song 2: the song is faster and tenser, with the off beats being much more frequent. YB/Peter grits his sharp teeth as he looks at Boyfriend and back to the player with a slightly more calm expression, before looking back at Boyfriend with anger. The hand that holds the red rose is being held so tight that it starts to bleed. But YB/Peter is too mad at Boyfriend as he sings. Boyfriend and Girlfriend do not care about YB/Peter’s anger. The song ends.

Cutscene 3: YB/Peter is beyond furious as he grips the rose so tight that the rose is completely wilted.

YB/Peter: Why you little pest!! How dare you mock me!!! Just who do you think you are!!!

Boyfriend: Skee dop bop...

YB/Peter: Your name...is Boyfriend....?

YB/Peter: .....

YB/Peter: hahaha.

YB/Peter: Hahaha!

YB/Peter: (face becomes crazed with teeth flaring like crazy.) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YB/Peter: I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE!!! YOU ARE COMPETITION!!!

Boyfriend: (scared face) Boop.

YB/Peter: YOU ARE TRYING TO TAKE Y/N FROM ME!!! THAT'S WHY YOU CHALLENGED ME TO A STUPID RAP BATTLE!!! SO YOU COULD SHAME ME IN FRONT OF THE ONE I LOVE!!!

Boyfriend: (Aggressively beeps to tell him that is not true.)

YB/Peter: DON'T PLAY ME FOR A FOOL, YOU SON OF A B-! I'll have no choice but to teach you a lesson in knowing your place!!

YB/Peter: You and your little whore!!!

YB/Peter pulls out his knife and the screen cuts to red as the sound of the knife cutting something is heard, as well as the scream of a female. When the red fades out, what happened can be seen. Girlfriend is still sitting on the speakers but the lower half of her leg that usually crossed over has now been cut off, leaving a stump that is bleeding over the speakers. YB/Peter is holding the bloody knife in the hand that the microphone used to be. In his other hand where the rose used to be, he is holding Girlfriend's severed leg, bleeding drop after drop on the ground. YB/Peter's face and body are splattered with blood, but YB/Peter doesn't care as he has a psychotic blood lustful look on his face as he stares at Boyfriend.

YB/Peter: Now do you get it, Runt?

Boyfriend: (looks at Girlfriend)

Boyfriend: GIRLFRIEND!!!!!

YB/Peter: Not so tough now!!!! Looking for this!!!

Boyfriend: (Face is seething with Rage)

YB/Peter: Oh you want it back, then come on and face me!!! Y/N WILL be mine and there is nothing you can do to stop it!!!

Boyfriend: You...BASTARD!!!!!!

Song 3: Time for the bullet hell song that hurts your fingers. Boyfriend's face is filled with tears and hatred as he sings. Girlfriend, despite her leg being cut off and bleeding, is still bopping her head to the music. YB/Peter has a maniac look on his blood-splattered face as he sings. In one of the poses, YB/Peter seems to be biting or licking Girlfriend's leg, as to mock Boyfriend.

The song ends and the mod is over. I couldn't think of an ending.

[cherry-interlude]

Lana Del Rey Unreleased Ranking (3)

This is a re-ranking of Lana's unreleased songs, after making a first a few years ago. This is all my opinion, which I don't mind anyone disagreeing with but don't come for me for it - honestly, I like every song, despite any criticism, and this ranking is very vague. It's based on objective and subjective opinion.

This is the third of five posts, with the middle songs.

Dreamgirl

Purely wholesome and dreamy, Lana adds some very fifties “shoo-wops” to play a fifties starlet whispering, her vocals soothing and soft along with the looping piano that guides the song.

Jimmy Gnecco

Breathless over the brisk guitar, Lana gushes over Jimmy – mixing her adoration of her lovers with wannabe-starlet fangirling. It’s one of her best acoustic tracks as she smirks and requests a trip to the park.

Elvis

Lana’s acoustic dedication to her icon Elvis Presley is memorable despite how stripped back it is. It could have been cleaner but Lana’s sorrowful desperation to be close to this man who she is such a fan of works well in being decent output from her.

Boarding School

It’s a difficult listen, considering Lana’s nostalgia is for a “pro-ana nation” and a school where “makig love with your teachers” is revered, but it may just be a satirical look at her time in boarding school when she was younger. I don’t enjoy listening to such worrying topics being handled in an upbeat song but the song itself has well-written lyrics and a great instrumental.

Television Heaven

This song is incredibly sweet, with lovely lyrics, dreamy verses and a distinctive pop feel, but it is definitely a strange mash of instrumentals. It’s not too jarring but it does make the song fall lower in ranking. It feels indecisive as it goes from sugary pop to a slightly darker feel in the choruses, and the lyrics aren’t the most imaginative in Lana’s library of tracks.

Be My Daddy

Lana’s full on sex-kitten in this song that opens with twangy guitars and her hushed “what’s up?” as she greets her potential “daddy”. With dirtier lyrics that she’s “open like a Christmas present” and how she’ll “fuck you”, Lana avoids keeping the sex in just the vibe of the song.

Break My Fall

Another song made for another artist, Lana this time sounds like she’s doing her own track. The pop sound is still ideal for actual music charts but Lana pulls the song off well, playing a strong woman far removed from the tragic women of many of her songs. It’s strong in quality and doesn’t stray into more experimental territory where many of Lana’s unreleased songs reside.

Hit and Run

With three versions to pick from (the poppy original, the Born To Die style slower version and the demo Criminals Run The World that’s a little more overt about Lana’s violent intentions), all three of these songs have something special about them. The pop version is bouncy and chaotic, perfect for a wild spree of gun fights and car chases. The slower version is much more seductive and measured, but a little too reflective compared to the manic power of the upbeat version. Criminals Run The World ranks much lower, not as smooth compared to Hit and Run but still with that insanity that makes Hit and Run a wild ride.

Heavy Hitter

With a jazzy introduction, Lana gives us a glamorous tale of a star having an overdose (somehow she makes it glitzy). However, following the suggestive chorus in which Lana asks her man to open his butterfly doors of his car (to drive her to get help, somehow delivered with seduction rather than horror), the lyrics get lost in Lana’s generic praising of herself and her wicked ways. However, it’s a staple of Lana’s unreleased music, even if I do skip after the (if you think about it) harrowing first verse and chorus.

Behind Closed Doors

The instrumental is a little bit all over the place, but it does work when Lana details her ill-received romance to her lover, then jumps right in the chorus to eagerly tell him how much she enjoys sleeping with him.

Gangsta Boy

Lana is inspired by Betty Boop as she croons and gasps her way through the track. The vibe is great, though the music falls a bit, but Gangsta Boy is playful, light-hearted fun.

You’re Gonna Love Me

Lana may be raw in her vocals and basic in her instrumentals (only a guitar) but Lana takes control, self-assured she will make the listener adore her. Her confessional whisper that she might just want to be loved gives this song a knowing edge despite the pondering questions and realism-on-the-edge-of-pessimism feel tone.

Living Legend

Lana’s Living Legend was intended for Ultraviolence, and whilst the song fits in it is definitely one of her more slumbering songs. Yet her sentiment is strong, her lyrics thoughtful and thoroughly enjoyable. All of the versions bring something a bit different but it is underlined by great song-writing.

Hey You

Lana has fun greeting a potential lover with this track and I have as much fun listening to it. The chorus is sparse and repetitive but Hey You is all about grabbing your attention rather than going to deep.

Is It Wrong?

Claustrophobic and guided by a smart riff and technological glitches, Lana pulls off the perfect unhinged groupie as she questions whether or not she is wrong for wanting the star of her dreams so much. The glitching is great for really seeing how Lana teeters on the edge of sanity for this guy she can’t resist, going from being the starlet to the foaming-at-the-mouth fangirl.

Playground

Lana becomes a rapper apparently in Playground and hits back at anyone who doubts her and her music. With a cloying chorus that compares the music industry to a playground of bitchy comments and school yard, Lana’s verses are smooth and her references overall decent. It can be a little bit clunky in places but it doesn’t take itself too seriously.

Motel 6

A cute little dance track which namedrops Jim and her sister, Chuck, Lana brings the party to her favourite motel, downplaying her glamour to throwback her ‘lore’ and her old life pre-fame. Though it’s very much just describing one night rather than anything complex, it’s harmless fun.

Dynamite

Like the explosive dynamite itself, this song is punchy, restless and powerful. Lana layers this dominating track with innocent references to ice cream and pillow fights whilst also not holding back from the sexual references.

Afraid

Neat and mournful, Lana finally breaks off from her toxic partner. Lana is either sick of being worried for the future or terrified of her partner, and its reflective sadness as she plans to go back home still leaves hope that she will be able to be happy.

Wayamaya

Rolling calmly like a beach wave, Lana takes us straight to Hawaii and paints us an image of handsome surfers and Mercurys. Wayamaya is simply a soothing, short, cute little track that keeps very much surface level.

Hawaiian Tropic

Plinky music paired with non-stressful verses and imagery of Hawaiian shirts, this is the (in my opinion) better version of Every Man Gets His Wish (which shares the same chorus). The subtlety of this track compared to Every Man Gets His Wish helps to convey the hurt feelings a lot better, with the nostalgic feel and mournful longing in the vocals.

Dum Dum

Lana plays the alcoholic star who name drops Scarlett O’Hara and Bugsy Malone as part of her identity. These lyrics are pretty witty and the song snappy but, like some of her unreleased music, is a bit too overproduced and not cohesive. The verses and choruses don’t quite gel which doesn’t make for a song that flows well but with tweaking it could be even better.

Hollywood’s Dead

Lana fits perfectly into the era of fifties with this mid-20th century driven track. It sounds perfectly in place for the decade she frequently romanticises (with a modern twist) and Lana’s crooning, tearful references to her icons drips with glamour.

Fake Diamond

For an anti-romance song, Fake Diamond is quite upbeat. Lana complains of her ‘lover’ who is one way with her, a different way with others, whilst comparing their relationship to all manner of Lana-themed aesthetics (diamonds, movie projectors, etc.). Comparing herself to a child, she practically has a tantrum in the chorus, stamping her feet lovingly as she demands he loves her. I do think this song is joyful, making fun of her inattentive lover whilst keeping one step ahead of his games.

I Must Be Stupid

Lana’s live unreleased track lets Lana enjoy her life despite the hurt that surrounds it, showing strength in the face of heartbreak and other such topics in her music. It was performed post-Lust For Life, an era in which Lana embraced the light side rather than simply the dark.

Live Or Die

The version that is a little bit more lowkey and, in some ways, mature in that it matches a lot of her early albums sound is good but it’s not my favourite. There’s the heady, ultra-pop second version that has plenty more sexy references, a little meow (iconic) and an overall vibe of just having fun on the run. The former version is a bit more serious, but the second is – though less good in terms of production – full of soul.

Velvet Crowbar

Velvet Crowbar is a song that shows the dark side of fame and bad boys, namely the way they self-destruct to the point that their adoring lovers (already addicted to these gangstas of course) are falling with them. This song is a warning to these destructive souls that they aren’t invincible, and an equal warning to the people that love them that they might just fall apart and lose them. Lana puts her emotion across so well, with her stark lyrics, anxious guitars and growling third chorus. Even her more flowery imagery doesn’t cover up the overt fear that runs through this song.

Your Band Is All The Rage

Probably one of Lana’s saddest songs (which could be a great deal many since she knows how to tug heartstrings), Lana lets go of her rock star lover despite still loving him in this acoustic track. She makes soulful promises to be there when he needs him, her love lingering until he wants her back, and utilises the country music theme to her advantage.

1949

The studio version is my favourite but the charm of the original, acoustic demo is unmatched. Despite the controversial inspiration for this track, Lana puts us straight in the world of the 1950s, with American motels and Kmart. It has a note of sadness – perhaps because of the unfortunate tale of Lolita that much of this song seems based on – but it works as one of Lana’s aesthetically pleasing and classic tracks.

Because of You

The spoken intro is a little bit cringe but the song is lovely. Lana plays an immature brat who fell in love with a good man who essentially tamed her (a little bit questionable for some in 2021). It’s got some of her most flowery imagery and it details how her relationship bought out the best of her. The casual comments she throws in throughout the song give this a real bedtime story feel, though this song is anything but sleepy.

Resistance

Frustrated but fun, Lana’s catchy and upbeat Resistance brings to mind surfers and sunny days set in the noughties. Even though she’s furious with the guy who’s causing her so much trouble it still, for a change, stays perky and pleasant. A song that needs more attention, it’s the type of song that gets people singing and dancing along to it.

Dangerous Girl

With a rock-feeling patriotic opening, Lana launches into a track about her prowess as a dangerous girl, like a deranged beauty queen with a gangsta on her arm. It’s simply fun, complete with wolf-whistles and an impression of a siren.