#might retcon later

[itz-pandora]

To Tails: How do you feel about Shadow and his relationship with Sonic?

"Well... Ever since Sonic and Shadow got close after everything that happened with Infinite, it's felt awkward...?"

"I mean, back then, it kinda hurt seeing them be all friendly with each other. I mean, I thought Sonic was dead, and when he finally comes back, he gravitated to Shadow."

"..."

"I don't blame him though. I was busy with the Restoration. If I was in Sonic's position, I'd do the same thing."

"They were close in a way I don't really understand, but it wasn't like how Sonic treats anyone else. It drove me and Sonic apart for a while because it just made me feel... Icky? After things calmed down Sonic and I went back to as normal as we could, all things considering."

"But with Spirit and Spitfire coming into their lives, jeez, Sonic and Shadow are closer than ever. I get it, co-parenting, but they're just so... romantic? I don't know why it bothers me."

"I don't dislike Shadow by any means, it's just that, it feels weird watching Sonic and him interact."

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📺.📺.📺

[sticks-and-stonesmc]

This meme might have more lore than i intended but i cant not post this

[foxx-queen]

an attempt at a different history (that doesn't imply the elves are to blame for their own suffering, or that the elves and the dwarves aren't 'real' people, unlike humans)

the titans were the first of the dwarves. their children were many, and smaller by necessity. the titans created great caverns in the earth for their children, and the dwarves built their cities on top of them, so that they would always be close to their ancestors. there wasn't room in the growing world for the titans to roam, but they were content to feel their children thrive, and to share their experiences through the song that connected them. the evanuris were what the dalish believed them to be; their creators. whether they were powerful spirits or gods, they gained power through their peoples' belief in them.

both the dwarves and the elves thrived for a long time, distinct from each other but coexisting together.

then came the forgotten ones. the forbidden ones. they lived in the void, and their followers were the first practitioners of blood magic. they killed dragons to use their blood to augment themselves, until it twisted them into something unrecognisable. they became the scaled ones. while the forgotten ones waged war against the evanuris on the surface, the scaled ones began attacking the dwarves. andruil, who'd spent a lot of time among the dwarves (which is why there was a dalish belief she might've been a child of the stone) began to hunt them, ignoring calls for caution from her fellow evanuris, until she tracked them into the void. her armor, crafted from lyrium (a gift from the dwarves), became infected with the blight, and it drove her mad. she returned from the void and brought the blight with her, corrupting her lands and her people, until mythal fought her and removed her armor, but andruil remained infected, though the madness left her.

ghilan'nain began experimenting with the blight to search for a cure. those experiments eventually led to the creation of the griffons, but she was unable to find a cure. it became a desperate obsession, and through her experiments she became infected with the blight herself, but found that she was able to control it to some extent. she began to believe that if there was no stopping it, no curing it, perhaps controlling it was the next best option. her experiments became more focused on controlling it rather than curing it the more it corrupted her.

with the blight and the forgotten ones to contend with, elgar'nan called for harsher measures to be taken, and many of the evanuris sided with him. meanwhile, solas had been slowly working to gain the trust of the forgotten ones, in an attempt to learn of their weaknesses, and was able to move freely between them, with mythal covering for him with the other evanuris. she continued to push for restraint instead of all out war, fearing what the destruction would do to their people. the other evanuris eventually became suspicious of both this and solas' actions, and believed she'd been corrupted by the forgotten ones. in the ensuing confrontation, she was killed. the other evanuris, who had genuinely loved her as she loved them, and who had never experienced death before, lost themselves to grief and despair, and without her hand to temper elgar'nan's desire for vengeance, all out war seemed inevitable.

and so solas created the veil, separating the evanuris and the forgotten ones from the world and containing the blight in the process. his hope was that with time and patience, he'd be able to talk the evanuris down from a path that led to more death and bloodshed, by communicating with them while they slept, unaware that the energy it would take would send him into centuries of slumber. the fade severed the titans' connection to the dwarves (but did not render them tranquil), and the elven civilisation crumbled.

centuries later, the forgotten ones reached the tevinter magisters in their dreams, established themselves as the old gods, and led them to break into their fade prison, releasing them and the blight upon the world.

when the dwarves of kal-sharok were cut off from the deep roads in an attempt to save the dwarven civilisation, they discovered one of ghilan'nains labs. using her research into blight and her creation of the griffons, they became 'like the darkspawn'. these were the first wardens.

[aromatixx]

little shitpost i did for my fic

[marinsawakening]

Unpopular opinion but I actually really like LOZ's approach to its lore and continuity. LOZ games take whatever elements from previous games they like, transform them to suit the needs of the current game, and discard the rest. I think this approach is perfect for a long-running series, because it makes the games to feel connected without being beholden to previously established lore and plot. Playing earlier games enriches the experience of playing later ones, but most entries are perfectly standalone and very much do not require you to have played earlier games, making the series easily accessible to newcomers yet rewarding for veterans.

This approach also allows the series to evolve without being held back by previously established canon, yet allows room for appreciation of earlier games. Ocarina of Time is clearly based on the backstory established in A Link to the Past, but it would not have been a better game if it'd faithfully adhered to it. Its willingness to contradict ALTTP canon by establishing the Kokiri, Zora (or rather changing them), Sheikah, Gorons and Gerudo enriches the world and story, and not killing off Link at the end to 'preserve continuity' was obviously far better than the alternative. Yet using the backstory of ALTTP as its base enriches OOT's story and gives added depth to both stories by allowing you to have more context for the ending of OOT and the story of ALTTP.

Whenever I see people talk about LOZ's continuity, it's near-exclusively to complain about how nonsensical it is. To each their own of course, but I strongly prefer a series that prioritizes the quality of its individual games over canon consistency. I think LOZ's approach to its canon, of allowing previous canon to affect and inspire new games while being perfectly willing to contradict it, has much more staying power than perfect canon consistency could ever allow. This doesn't mean I agree which what exactly each individual game decided to use, change or discard, but I believe overall that this approach makes the series better. The fact that LOZ games are next to impossible to place into a coherent timeline as a result is unimportant compared to the benefits.

[h-a-unted]

Jack and Joe don't really speak about their father much, despite loving him a lot, close to as much as their mother. They do have anecdotes and teachings they follow from their father, here and there, but usually, it was their mother who took on that nurturing, educating role. The thing is, he was much more strict, when it came to lecturing his children. William, or Stan as the world knows him, was a rollercoaster of an individual, able to portray both gentleness and ruthlessness at seemingly random intervals.

Out of work, he was sweet and loving, but when it came to work, he turned into a stone-cold killer, hurting and eliminating targets with ease since very young. These two sides of him were evident during his daily life, as Reacher states that, one day his father could be preparing a gruesome contraption in fine, obsessive detail, for his enemies, and the next he could spend it bird-watching.

When it came to his kids, his teachings were somewhat just like that: he could be very strict and demanding at some points, and incredibly sweet and lenient at others. There was never any true way of knowing just when his cold-hearted side would take hold, so you could never truly pinpoint just when you'd get on his bad side. And what a constant gamble it was, as Jack and Joe would oftentimes get in trouble or even spend time wrestling each other – regardless of if they were on good terms at the moment or not.

Generally, William contrasted the normalcy that Josephine showed towards her children. With them, Josephine would always have the perfect balance of sweetness and strength to keep them on the straight and narrow, without going overboard. Despite that, Josephine's presence commanded just as much respect as William's.

[windfighter]

Schools and bees

Or: I had no idea how to title this story

Hello Frontier-tag, did you miss me? :P

I dunno, I've been rotating Takuya and Kouji as parents in my head a bit lately and I got this idea but then it didn't want to work out exactly as I wanted it (not that my stories ever do anyway) but I'm still kind of happy with it

Kouji sounds like a headdoctor and that's because he is and Ryousuke is a little too mature for his age probably, but whatever *head in hands* Anyway, enjoy :3

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Kouji was putting dishes away. Takuya had left, taken Kitty to school and was probably going to take his time coming back home. Bumblebee was in the living room, playing a game on the television. Kouji wasn’t sure which one, but he could hear shooting. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Put the last of the dishes away before heading to the living room.

Kouji’s eyes fell onto the television. Some kind of fighting-game, Takuya’s favorites. Bumblebee was sitting on the floor infront of the television, still in his pyjamas. Kouji sat down on the couch.

”Hey”, he said.

Bumblebee’s shoulders got tense. Kouji could understand it.

”It’s the third day in a row you stay home from school”, he continued.

”You told us it’s fine”, Bumblebee answered.

Short, voice tense. As if he expected Kouji to be angry. Kouji wasn’t.

”It is”, Kouji said. ”And I understand if you don’t trust me enough to say what’s wrong.”

Being a parent was still new to him. Weird. He and Takuya still argued about how to handle it. It was hard for the kids too, he could tell. Bumblebee had three families prior to ending up in their care. He didn’t talk much about it, didn't remember the first two at all, but Kouji could tell it hadn’t been great. Still, Bumblebee was adapting well to their family and Kouji just hoped nothing would happen, that Bumblebee would be able to stay with them.

Missing too much of school, however, could make the social workers take him away from them. Kouji didn’t want to stress Bumblebee out with it though. Bumblebee finished the fight, stared at the character selection for the next one.

”It’s the other kids”, he whispered.

Kouji just barely heard it. He didn’t move from the couch, just put his arm against the armrest.

”They say you and dad can’t be my parents.”

”Hmm…”

Kouji wasn’t sure what to answer, or if he even should. Bumblebee made a choice, then paused the game.

”That… that dad’s only using me to get into their parents.”

Kouji almost snorted. Takuya didn’t need anything or anyone for that.

”Papa… why didn’t mom love me?”

Oh… Kouji’s heart broke a little and he got up from the couch, sat down on the floor next to Bumblebee.

”I think she did”, Kouji said.

”But she gave me away!”

”Yeah…”

Kouji didn’t know the story. They had just been told that there had been previous families, that Bumblebee was a hard child to care for and that they had been searching for a fosterhome where he would be the only child. The only reason they let Takuya and Kouji take him despite Kitty was because Kouji’s profession. And that everyone else had pulled out when they explained all the trouble Bumblebee had given previous families.

”I’m sorry”, Kouji said. ”We aren’t allowed to know anything about your mother. I wouldn’t even know how to begin searching for her if you wanted to meet her.”

”It’s not that”, Bumblebee said.

But Kouji could tell it was. That he was desperate to meet his mother, ask her why, maybe even yell at her for leaving him.

”If it ever is that”, Kouji just said, ”once you get old enough so they let you have access to that information, we’ll do everything we can to help you find her. And your dad, if you want to.”

”You and dad are my dads.”

Kouji still felt weird being called ’dad’. Kitty just called him by his name.

”I’m glad”, he said. ”Just letting you know we’ll be here for you if you want to find your biological family.”

Bumblebee started the game again. More shooting. Kouji tried not to flinch at it, put a hand against his chest.

”Maybe we can go to the park when Takuya comes home”, he said.

To distract himself more than Bumblebee, if he was honest. Bumblebee didn’t answer and Kouji watched as the match was fought out and lost. Not every battle is a winning one.

”...why do you think she loved me?” Bumblebee asked.

Once again quietly, barely audible. Kouji leaned back, looked at the ceiling. How could he formulate himself?

”A lot of the kids who end up in foster care do so because the government take them from their families. Because their parents are starving them or hitting them or in other ways posing a danger to the kids”, he started. ”Some because both their parents died and they have no other relative who could care for them.”

Bumblebee knew all of this already. They had held long conversations with both him and Kitty about foster homes and adoption and the reality of it all. Takuya had wanted younger kids at first, to raise as their own, keep anything about the adoption quiet until the child was at least a teenager. Kouji had refused. A baby would have been too much for him, and there was always a line with people wanting babies. They could help better if they accepted an older kid.

Kouji shook his head. He didn’t need to get lost down memory lane right now.

”But she left you there”, Kouji continued. ”I’m not a mindreader, so I can’t tell her intentions, or why, I can only speculate based on experience and people I’ve met. And giving up your own kid to someone else is the most heartbreaking thing for most people, often only done out of desperation, a knowledge that they can’t care for the child at all, no matter how hard they try.”

Kouji grabbed the other controller, joined the game. He had never enjoyed fighting games, got enough fighting from the real world, but it was a good bonding experience.

”I think she loved you, and she wanted you to live and grow, because otherwise she’d have left you unattended in a corner, or out in the woods.”

He choose a character that didn’t use guns, and noticed Bumblebee do the same. They started the fight in silence, played in silence. The sounds of the game echoed throughout the apartment. Kouji lost, but he hadn’t expected anything else.

”You and dad are so weird”, Bumblebee said.

Kouji snorted. Yeah, they were. He put a hand on Bumblebee’s shoulder and Bumblebee leaned against him.

”They say no one can love me, since mom didn’t”, Bumblebee whispered.

”They’re wrong”, Kouji said and wrapped his arm around Bumblebee, ”but you probably won’t be able to convince them about that.”

He sighed. Kids could be cruel, and adults were often more hindrance than help.

”Do you want us to do anything?” he asked. ”Talk to the teachers or the principal? Look for another school?”

”Can’t I just stay home with you and dad?”

”You know what we think about that. It’s fine that you need to stay at home sometimes, but school is important.”

”I know…”

Bumblebee shuffled through the characters. Kouji gave him a sideways hug.

”I want you to spend some time today thinking about it”, he said. ”What we can do to make school better for you. We’ll talk it over later tonight, or tomorrow. Okay?”

The door opened, Takuya was back home. Bumblebee nodded, decided on a character.

”Tadaima!” Takuya called into the apartment. ”How’s my favorite guys?”

”Welcome home”, Kouji answered. ”Can you give me a hand?”

Takuya entered the livingroom, laughed when he saw Kouji on the floor.

”Sometimes you’re like 80 years old, man.”

”I know, dear. Help please.”

”Yeah, yeah, I’m coming.”

He stepped up to them, held a hand out for Kouji. Kouji grabbed it, let go of Bumblebee, and Takuya pulled him to his feet before ruffling Bumblebee’s hair.

”And how’s my little man doing? Enjoying the game?”

”Papa told me to figure out my life”, Bumblebee said.

Kouji snorted.

”I did not tell you that. Just how you want everything with the other kids to work out.”

Kouji pressed the heel of his hand into his tigh and Takuya glanced at him. It wasn’t painful, just annoying, and Kouji shook his head.

”I’m fine. We talked about going to the park or something as well. Whatever Bumblebee wants to.”

”I want to go to the football museum!”

”Football museum it is”, Takuya agreed. ”They open at ten so we have time for a couple rounds in the game first.”

Takuya sat down on the floor, grabbed the controller Kouji had left there. Kouji patted Bumblebee’s shoulder again.

”I’m not going to tell you it’ll get better”, he said, because he couldn’t promise that, ”but we’ll do anything we can to try. We care about you a lot.”

”Papa’s been emotionally stunted since he was a kid”, Takuya joked. ”What he means is that we love you and we want you to be happy no matter what.”

Kouji’s cheeks got hot. Bumblebee didn’t answer, just waited for Takuya to choose a character. Kouji ruffled Takuya’s hair.

”If you need help up later I will laugh”, he said.

”Me too”, Takuya agreed and laughed. ”Probably Ryousuke as well. We’ll have a laughing party.”

He leaned back, looked at Kouji.

”You’ll be okay if we play this game?”

”I’ll be fine”, Kouji said. ”But I am going to hide in the study and do some work. Racoon sent me a mail yesterday that I need to answer.”

”Tell him I love his name”, Takuya said with another laugh. ”He should come over for dinner sometime.”

”Daaaad”, Bumblebee interrupted. ”Choose someone already!”

”Alright, alright. Anyone of these play football?”

Kouji started leaving, heard Takuya choose someone, turn around.

”We leave in an hour”, he said.

”Just knock on the door”, Kouji said, ”I’ll be ready.”

”Hai, have fun working.”

”Have fun gaming.”

He left, entered the study and closed the door behind himself. Sank down in the chair, leaned back and closed his eyes, focused on taking deep breaths. He couldn’t hear the game in there, they had made sure to soundproof the room and either way the television hadn’t been that loud. He opened the laptop, started it. He’d answer Racoon’s mail and then look up school’s in their area, just so he knew some of their options if Bumblebee wanted to find a new one.

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Racoon's name is actually Richard Allan Coon. He studies Racoons. Yes, I did that on purpose because it was fun. Kouji also thought it was hilarious

[theonlyadawong]

i am on my hands and knees praying, hoping, begging capcom not to retcon the night leon and ada spent together between re4 and damnation. the idea that either of them would have sought the other out outside of their line of work is so good, and it adds so much to both of them

[penrose-quinn]

. . . hi Shin🚶🏻‍♂️

[catman-draws]

really taking hs as a serious work (i know i know) the dancestors would be a really horribly written concept, since like you said they were mostly intended more as a one-off joke than any kind of meaningful plot point. (weren't they also supposed to be a subtle/blatant insult towards the fandom? because we all know hussie loves flat out insulting his fans)

Oh the dancestors were HORRIBLY written, I don't think there's any contention about that.

[reverseflashes]

siobhan smythe doesn't exist to me. only siobhan mcdougal

[loveletterworm]

Sometimes people bring up how in splatoon according to the first artbook the reason humanity is extinct is because they nuked the south pole however I never knew before that Judd participated in an arms deal that appears like it might have directly lead to the south pole being nuked

Also someone brought a psychic cat to a nuclear arms deal

[purpleponder]

Oh uh- Human is somehow roped into an adventure with her personalities and steals things because ✨crimes✨

EVERYONE QUICK describe your oc story in the worst way possible

[yourlocalguidinglight]

what happens if i press this big red button labeled 'SUPER HARD MODE!!!!'

...why do we feel, such a heavy sense of Dread? We.. we don't know what we'll do, what will happen, if you do that. Your... "Modifiers," has always made us, Strange. For the lack of a better word. With memories that's so far out of reach.

We.. we don't like it.

The words that came out from our mouths don't feel like our own! Hate it! Stop it!

[amiaaa-official]

did your vision get better after the body swap?

No, cuz my vision is just fine! And it always was!