#mod note: why does she look like a human man

[catfindr]

[phas3d]

Slytherin boys as gamer bfs and what games they would play with their significant other?

Gamers >:) | Slytherin Boys

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: cock fighting, animal cruelty, gambling, threats (these are all for fucking tom bc ofc it is...) - suicide joke (mattheo)

contains :: draco, tom. mattheo, theodore, lorenzo

notes :: im ngl idk half of these games in depth - i just heard and seen the sterotypes of these games - fps = first person shooter, dbh = detroit become human, abg = asian baby girl, bow = breathe of the wild ||

DRACO MALFOY sims 4 / roblox

This man sucks ass at gaming, he literally can't do it

His aim is shit, he screams when he's in a fight, and he rage quits the second he loses

So he has to stick to girly games

He has so many mods and cc for sims that it's insane

His pc runs like it's on life support because of this, pls save that poor computer

And he likes playing roblox too sometimes

But he doesn't even play the normal games

Bro plays Dress To Impress and Maple Hospital...

Like what the fuck are you doing there??? Go on BloxFruits or smth man

What's even worse is he eats EVERYONEEE up in Dress to Impress, he literally always top 3

And when he isn't top 3, he curses and swears but it doesn't go through cause tags

He literally cannot do obbys either oh my fucking god

You know that one meme of Sadness from Inside Out dropping her popcorn and someone quote-tweets it saying, "Damn she can't do anything"

That's exactly who Draco is when it comes to gaming

TOM RIDDLE dark web gambling / elden ring

Oh my fucking God this guy can't have a normal hobby ever

He doesn't game at all,,, literally just gambling bruh

He hosts illegal gambling rings online and even host some in the school basement

One time he even hosted an illegal cock ring fight...

Yes,,, he stole the chickens from Hagrid and made them fight....

He even used magic to give them powers like pokemon....

He made a fucking WATER chicken and FIRE chicken fight

Thank god he didn't actually let them kill each other, he just did it until one was near death

But back to gambling - he also manipulates people in so many ways

He casts a spell that silently chants "go all in, go all in" so it subconsciously makes people bet more

Bro even gets some students in DEBT!?!?! Like how tf did you do that and WHYYY would you do that

If someone doesn't come down to the basement in a while to gamble,,, then Tom will fix that

Besides illegal gamlbing...

He plays Elden Ring, which is pretty normal

Besides the fact that he BEAT THAT SHIT IN LIKE 2 DAYS?!!??!!?

Normally streamers, pro gamers, they all take weeks and sometimes even months just to make progress

But Tom is just,,, just better ig?

So yeah... He sticks to gambling cause every other game is just too easy for him

MATTHEO RIDDLE gta V / fortnite / rocket league / nba 2k24

God this guy is the worst sterotypical middle school boy ever

He even had the ugly ass big blue headset with the shit mic on it

Plays GTA V every now and then, only when he's angry

That's when he goes around town and just beats the shit out of everyone

Likes playing Fortnite for hours on end with his friends, mostly Theo and Lorenzo cause they can actually keep up with him (Draco is ass at FPS and

Plays rocket league and NBA 2k24 because of fucking course he does - look at him....

He's just a boy....

A really toxic one.....

Definitely screams "KILL YOURSELFFFFF!!!!!!" if he loses and honestly he's kinda real for that

THEODORE NOTT god of war / detroit become human

Loves games that have a long story

It's a good mix of story and fighting, he can't really get into pure FPS games

Have done most routes in DBH and even found easter eggs and hacks

Tries to get you into the lore as well but sometimes it goes so deep you get confused

"NO!!! Connor in route 8 is actually a pretty neutral guy and he's-"

Like bro what??? Why do you know everything about this "Connor" guy??? smh

He dabbles in some FPS sometimes, like playing Fortnite with Matt and Enzo

And he actually REALLY good

Has great aim and precision

But he just can't get into it for some reason, it's not his type

LORENZO BERKSHIRE valorant / zelda breath of the wild

I feel like Enzo playing Valorant makes so so sooo much sense

He's not AS toxic as the other guys, but he's still weird and fuck-boy-ish in his own way

Definitely plays with e-girls and tries to bag an ABG

But he gets catfished....

He's pretty good at Valorant, surprisingly

His mic stays on for every single game... Even if no one else is talking

This man will talk to a fucking wall and still be yapping

"Okay guys way I need to pee" ...

There's only bots in his server.........

He also loves RPG games and stuff like that

So BOW is perfect for him to shut off his mind and just roam and do useless tasks

[strykingback]

Jaune Arc. The most HORRENDOUS example of a FUCKING KNIGHT.

Trigger warning for this being a drunk as hell post because I decided to drink after a long day of Valentines BS and wanting to make thi post to make one teensy weensy Jaune Stan mad.

Oh yes Rooster Teeth and CRWBY I'm gonna fuckin' shit all over your useless-ass knight character. Why? Because I fuckin' can. So eat a whole ass fucking dick.

So you know Jaune Arc from RWBY right? Literally the "knight character" of the series right. WELL FUCKIN' WRONG. Cause this knight is the example of "I Wanna Be the Main Character" syndrome and literally betrays everything that a knight is meant to do.

So as we know Jaune is meant to be a reference or referred by his naming convention to the actual JOAN OF ARC

Joan of Arc who is well known as history's most bravest female knight of all time. Who had managed to push back many British soldiers all while she received a vision from God in order to continue her rage against the British invaders during the Hundred Years War. Now if we're talking about the Arthurian Legend then this talk would be hella different.

Now starting things off. What pisses me off the most is why wasnt Jaune a fucking woman to kick things off. Like one of the most influential knights in human history being reduced to a secondary wannabe "I wanna be the MC" head-ass boy. Like not gonna lie it would have been much better if he was one cause it would have made a lot more sense if their semblance was seeing events before they happened which woulda made more sense and would have fit Jaune's historical illusion.

But naw. Make his semblance the generic. "I Need Healing" head-ass.

now this would mean that he would be following the Code of Chivalry which this useless-ass knight has failed in so many levels. Take note that there are two Code's of Chivalry one from the Song of Roland and one from the Arthurian Legend of King Arthur. and the following two state.

Song of Roland’s Code of Chivalry: 

Fear God and His Church Serve the liege lord in valor and faith Protect the weak and defenseless Live by honor and for glory Respect the honor of women

King Arthurs version of the Code of Chivalry: 

Honor Honesty Loyalty Valor

Immediately right off the bat we know for certain that Jaune does not respect the honor of women especially in Vol 9 where Ruby has a whole ass mental break down but Jaune says "Oooh I M THE MAIN CHARACTER! YOUR JUST A FUCKIN' BITCH AND YOU NEED TO LET ME HAVE THE SPOTLIGHT" like tell me that is immediately a massive fail especially when Jaune had respected Pyrrha so much so to the point where this man had multiple different arcs over the course of what. six fucking seasons and still has not gotten over her death. Now yes he did follow through with Penny's Idea.... which was a horrendous idea not gonna lie....

Dude shes fuckin' dead. MOVE ON WITH THE LESSONS SHE HAS TAUGHT YOU. YA FUCKIN' REDDIT MOD LOOKING HEAD-ASS!!!!

Next would have to be Honesty has he literally cheated to get in. Now I count this as a half fail. cause he did prove to have potential in the earlier seasons of RWBY but at the same time. He lied to get into Beacon Academy. which only made me think.... what did Monty cook up for him before Rooster Teeth and CRWBY fucked everything . Another would have to be Loyalty which is a hardcore fail. As he assisted RWBY (aka the four terrorists) into literally destroying an ENTIRE FUCKIING KINGDOM. Actually TWO if you're counting Mantle. Which is just fucking stupid cause this man would warn people and then suddenly everything has to focus around him like once again "Main Character Syndrome." instead of Ruby Rose who IS SUFFERING IN VOLUME NINE!!! Oh Oh Oh. but wait theres more.

but then when Ruby does the Unalive congo and everyone is shocked.. guess what everyone has to hug Jaune cause he is going through shit. When Ruby had it worse!!!

Aka The Four Dumb Fucks who wont realize their Leader just unalived themselves and they just hug the "Main Character Syndrome: Jaune who is going through it instead of mourning Ruby.

What is there in Honor for a man who barely can honor a friends death no less in the "possible afterlife"

Valor- Dude is the example of I'm a fuckin' coward and I need assistance in order to harm the big fuckin' bad.

Loyalty- Jaune " I followed my friends to destroy an entire Kingdom" Arc.

Everybody Jaune Arc. Is Full o' bullshit and he is the worst example of a fuckin' knight who should never get an arc again!

[2nd-drop-me-safely-in-this-hell]

The image of Vergil is taken from this video, showcasing a mod that alters his face. The screenshot has been edited to improve visibility.

"An Imposed Courtship, Part IV"

Characters:

Lucia (Devil May Cry)

Vergil (Devil May Cry)

Dante (Devil May Cry)

Relationships:

Vergil x Lucia

Premise:

Vergil and Lucia's afternoon together has come to an end. What does the future hold for these two? Also, where has Dante been all day?

Content Warnings:

None

Author's Note:

The final chapter! The first three can be found here, here, and here.

This was really fun to write, and I'm proud of how much I wrote, and how quickly I wrote it :3.

It was getting dark outside. Vergil stood outside the Devil May Cry office with Lucia, now in a brand new shirt, having returned Vergil's coat.

Vergil passed Lucia a bag. "Here's your cut. In bills, and in orbs."

Lucia accepted the bag. "Thank you."

Vergil nodded.

"I'm going to have to rent a hotel room, given the hour. Perhaps I'll stay a little longer... If you don't have plans tomorrow, that is."

"I do not. Although, there is one thing I must ask you."

"And that is?"

Vergil took a breath. "Are you still interested in Dante?"

Without hesitation, Lucia shook her head. "No. Frankly, Dante was never perfect for me. He's handsome, certainly, and compassionate when it counts. But he's also flighty. And, not to be shallow, but he's let himself go a little bit."

Vergil shook his head. "As far as I can tell, the extra pounds are a good sign. I'd be more concerned if he was thin."

"Of course, I'm sure he's in good health. I just mean that he isn't my type anymore."

"Then why wait on him for so long?"

"Knowing the truth of what I am, I didn't think I had a chance with a human man." Lucia's gaze fell to the sidewalk. "And I didn't think there were any other men like Dante."

"...I see."

Lucia looked up. "I do like you for you, if that's what you're wondering. Not just because you look like Dante."

"Hm. Go on."

"Well, for one, I like your figure more than his."

"I did notice that." Vergil stifled a grin.

"And there's something charming about your... Lack of charm, I suppose. What I see is what I get with you. I suppose it helps that I already know your worst secret."

Vergil nodded. "I see no point in pretending to be something I'm not."

"And I like that." Lucia smiled bashfully. "I'll admit, that moment when you transformed right here on the street, proudly so... I found that very attractive."

Vergil tried, and failed, to hold back a grin. "Is that so?"

Lucia nodded. "Maybe that pride will rub off on me."

"It should." Vergil looked away. "You're a beautiful creature, Lucia. Disregard anyone who doesn't see that."

"...Thank you, Vergil." She held her head up high. "So, I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

"That you will. Have a good night, Lucia."

"Good night, Vergil." Lucia leaned forward, and kissed Vergil on the lips. A gesture that Vergil reciprocated.

* * *

Not longer after Lucia went on her way, Vergil let himself inside the Devil May Cry office. He noticed a familiar red leather coat, and it's associated outfit, hanging off of the pool table to dry. He chuckled.

Dante entered the room, in only a towel. "Well, look who's back."

Vergil nodded curtly. "Did you enjoy your swim, little brother?"

Dante sighed. "When were you even in the middle of the ocean?"

"Boat." Vergil sat on the couch.

"That doesn't answer- Oh, whatever." Dante sat beside him. "So, how did it go?"

"You're an imbecile. Or a homosexual."

"Don't say 'homosexual', you make it sound derogatory. So, I take that to mean you like her?"

Vergil sighed. "I do. We have plans to meet again tomorrow."

Dante laughed, and punched Vergil on the arm. "Way to go, Vergil!"

"And she's undoubtedly over you. You owe me."

"Like hell I do! You dropped me in the middle of the ocean! Do you have any idea how long it took me just to get to dry land?!"

"You never told me where to send you. Just to open a portal. Which I did."

"Malicious compliance. I don't owe you anything. Besides, I think you'll agree that you got something out of this too."

"You're not wrong." Vergil sighed. "You can repay me now by ordering some dinner."

"Is pizza alright?"

"Pizza is alright."

"You've got yourself a deal!" Dante turned to pick up the phone.

"With olives."

Dante turned back. "Absolutely not."

"You can pick off the olives, Dante."

"Hell no! You don't order food to do stuff yourself!"

"Too bad. I want olives."

Dante groaned. "Fine. But after this, I don't owe you."

"Agreed."

"In fact, you owe me-"

"No."

"Eh, it was worth a try."

[membermentmania]

August 2nd, 6:29- 7:33pm

 Clyde quietly cheered in victory because his card went through and Kenny laughed at him while pulling him inside. When they were actually in, Kenny didn’t let go of his hand. 

Clyde felt like the world felt different as he was guided through the aquarium that was softly illuminated by different shades of blue. It was nearly empty. Kenny looked like he was glowing as they observed the sharks. This first date was actually everything to Clyde. They walked around the aquarium for a few hours, small bursts of conversation about anything but their current situation. And for those few hours, there was nothing wrong with the world. There were no mods. There was no angels. There was no magic or powers or evil brimming everywhere. The biggest danger was getting mugged or hit by a car, which were both impossible in the walls of the aquarium. It was just Kenny, Clyde, and the beautiful place Clyde would never forget no matter how much time passed. 

-

“Are you good, man? You’ve been like catatonic since you got here,” Craig noted. 

Clyde’s eyes came back into focus as he looked between Tweek and Craig. He’d practically barged in after he left Kenny and hadn’t said a word in the ten minutes he’d been there. “Guys,” he whispered. Tweek was looking at him like he was waiting for the secrets of the universe. “I think I’m in love with him.” 

I think about this day all the time. The first time this happened. I loved you so much, Clyde. I didn’t think it was possible to love you any more than I did that day. I was so wrong. I love you and it kills me. 

LINE PHONE THAT SHIT IN AFTER. 

“Guys, it just doesn’t sit right with me,” Bebe complained. 

“No, seriously! Like it’s fucking weird. They’re just out there doing the same shit we do and it’s bothering me.” The entire concept of the boys being out there fighting angels would not settle as a fact in Wendy’s mind. 

“It’s not that big of a deal,” Tammy cut in. We just have to hold out for seven months and change left and our contracts are up.” 

Wendy stopped walking. “Wait, what?” 

“What?” 

Bebe, Marjorine, and Heidi also stopped walking. “Tammy, say that last part again?” Bebe responded.

“Seven months and change left on our contracts?” Tammy asked with a head tilt. 

“What are you talking about?” Marjorine asked. 

Tammy made a face. “Do you guys not have seven months and whatever days on your contracts?” 

Bebe made a face. “We have just under three years left…” 

“I have two years and just under four months left,” Heidi chimed in anxiously. 

Wendy’s stomach dropped completely. She felt a wave of genuine horror wash over her. Why are their contracts so short? Is it because they���re better than me? They don’t have to fight as long because they do more. Fuck. Oh fuck. Reality started to sink in in the worst way possible. 

“Wendy?” 

Her head snapped up towards Bebe. “Yeah?” she responded, voice wavering. 

“How long do you have left in your contract?” Bebe asked hesitantly. 

Wendy swallowed hard. “Bit over seven years,” she answered, throat tight. Her eyes stung. It wasn’t fair. It was like a bomb went off in the group. 

Tammy shook her head. “Why would he do that?” 

“I don’t,” Wendy’s words failed her. “How does that even happen?”

“Fuck this, I’m messaging him right now,” Marjoine huffed. 

“No!” 

She whipped her head up, looking at Wendy like she’d lost it. “What? Why?” 

Wendy pulled her phone out of her pocket and exaggerated the movements of turning off her phone. The others followed suit. She took a deep breath. “What if the mods are evil. And this is just them dividing us?” 

“I don’t want-” Bebe started. 

“We get it, Bebe. You don’t want to believe Dovakien would do that to us. And that’s fair. But you have to look at the bigger picture here! People can be nice to you and still be absolute fucking dogshit! I’m sure the same applies to non-human phone wizards!” Tammy responded. 

“We need to talk to the boys,” Heidi cut in. 

“No!” Bebe protested. 

“She’s right, babe.” Bebe looked at Marjorine defiantly. Her face fell when Marjorine put a gentle hand on her shoulder. “I know,” she said quietly. “I don’t want it to be like this either, but we need to be safe. Us being safe is more important than our feelings right now, okay?” 

Bebe took a deep breath. “You’re right,” she murmured. She dropped her head on top of Marj’s. “I’m sorry.” 

“You’re processing your emotions the best you can,” Tammy interjected flippantly. “That’s the most any of us can ask from each other.” Bebe offered her a sad smile in response. “I’m gonna kick your ass in the nearest Denny’s lot when this is all figured out though.” 

Bebe barked out a laugh. “Name a time and place.” 

Tammy brightened up and Wendy grabbed her by the arm. “Nope! We’re not doing this! C’mon.” 

“It’s late though! You think they’ll be around?” 

“All things considered, yes,” Wendy responded flatly. “I’m turning my phone back on. Everyone shut up.” There was a small round of agreement and Wendy turned on her phone as they walked down the desolate block. It was almost midnight. The only company they had was the gentle breeze and the glow of the street lights. She looked through her contacts before pressing the call button for Kenny. She was under the impression that he was the leader, despite Tweek hosting nearly the entire conversation they had previously. She probably would’ve called Tweek, had she had his number. If he was telling the truth, he could probably explain more than any of them combined. Gentle trills rang against her ear. 

“Hello?” She put her phone on speaker. 

“We need to talk.” 

There was a small sigh on the end. “I’m busy lamenting about my inability to deal with my emotions properly. Can we do this later?” 

“BRO, WHAT?!” Tammy yelled. 

There was a long pause. “Hi, Tam.” 

“Okay, as much as I’d love to sit here and gossip and press you for information, we do need to talk to you guys.” 

“Urgently,” Wendy chimed in. 

“Fuck,” he breathed out. “Okay. Give us a few, yeah?” 

“Alright.” 

“You know where to meet us. Be safe.” 

“You too.” She hung up and turned her phone back off. “Alright. We’re going to their base. They’re gonna meet us there.” 

[apompkwrites]

reader impact || first meeting: archon edition

series masterlist characters: venti, zhongli genre: fluff summary: a game has been released entitled genshin impact, consisting of otherworldly abilities relying on the basic elements of nature. the game follows the story of an interdimensional traveling twin in search of their other half. along this journey, they meet different characters that live in this world. including you. notes: i still don't know if this will be a series but last post would've been too long if i had all four in one

venti's playthrough -

hoo boy, venti's streams would be VERY chaotic.

this boy has nothing to tie him down except for his own mortality, but will that stop him? no.

lots of late night or early morning streams because his sleep schedule is practically nonexistent.

he does a lot of singing or storytelling streams, which is why the time is perfect.

he'll sing lullabies and read bedtime stories at night. in the morning, he'll sing soft songs to wake up his viewers and talk about the rare dreams he'd have once he passes out.

he'll also have drinking streams where he just drinks as much as he can. he's a drunkard, what can i say?

anyway, gaming is something he isn't opposed to, but mainly ones with music or just pure crackhead energy.

when his viewers suggest genshin impact, he'd be somewhat hesitant?

he needs games that are chaotic and filled with energy to keep his attention.

his mods and viewers, however, are able to convince him because of a certain drunken character.

as soon as he sees the non-spoiled description of your character, he's off to download.

he actually enjoys a lot of the adventure aspects of the game, even if he's known as a lazy streamer.

anyway, his viewers definitely should have warned him about your appearance.

they never told him you were such a cute character!

"don't be afraid. it's alright now, i'm back."

"HASGDGSJFK"

he shrieked when you started talking.

"HOW ARE THEY SO CUTE?!?!"

he gets sad when his character sets off dvalin...

you disappear and your dragon friend flies off... now venti's just sad he might've made you upset.

he's pouting the whole way through mondstadt, thinking of ways to make it up to you.

he doesn't care if you're a video game character, he loves you nonetheless.

and once dvalin shows up in mondstadt, he's genuinely excited. he knows your bound to appear again because your friend is here.

when you help venti fly behind dvalin, his chat is teasing him because of the grin on his face.

he's so soft for you, man...

he will spend hours just ranting about you when he's going through the domains with the standard characters.

when he finds the other statues in mondstadt, he likes to climb up it to admire your archon design.

even though he's known you for a few minutes, he will automatically recognize your face in the game.

he knows it's annoying but he can't help but ask his chat if he'll get to see you again soon. he really doesn't want to spend hours without hearing you and seeing you in game.

he likes to yell at paimon whenever she makes fun of you

he shrieks again when he sees you running past the fountain.

he almost cries when he sees you playing your lyre for the first time.

you're perfect in his eyes and all he wants is to spend every minute of this game with you.

although, he did have to take a break the first time he saw your archon form illustrated.

you just... look like an angel and his body can't handle that.

he loves listening to your tales. like the battle pass story that occurs every time it renews, he never skips it. soon, he'll memorize it and recite it with you once it appears.

"oh! i remember you two. you both scared dvalin away!"

"I'M SORRY"

please forgive him. he knows you won't because the game doesn't require it, but he decides to always call stormterror dvalin to make up for it.

"ah, right! i haven't introduced myself... i'm (name) the bard!"

please this boy is so smitten for a video game character.

when you're revealed to be the archon, he's not too surprised? i mean, he already recognized you from the statue.

he is so excited to steal the lyre for you.

it takes him a bit, though, just because he has a bad attention span and ends up revealing his location.

he's even more excited to learn you're a regular at diluc's tavern.

he would do anything to drink with you.

he'll reluctantly end the game there just because it's time for his bedtime songs/stories.

"i'll be back tomorrow, (name), my love! i promise!"

zhongli's playthrough -

zhongli's a really good streamer even when he doesn't try to be.

he is basically the king of just chatting streams.

daily tea times and storytime streams are a go!

his voice is what lures them in and his charm is what traps them there.

he's still poor, though...

he relies on the donations from his viewers but he always expresses his gratitude.

man's respectful, what can i say?

anyway, he does play games every now and then. he doesn't tend to enjoy fighting games though.

although, he's rather good at them... for some reason.

his gaming streams tend to be a lot longer because he picks games with an overarching story.

i'm talking long games like night in the woods, detroit: become human, really any long game with deep meanings and stories.

his viewers will pay for him to just sit there and read to them.

anyway, someone donates to him and recommends he play genshin impact because of the long story and hidden lore.

he definitely enjoyed the beginning of the story, but got even more attached once he reached liyue.

he seems very intrigued when he begins the quest by watching liyue's archon fall dead on the ground.

he would definitely go on a long rant about gods and goddesses that have fallen.

when he meets childe, he does take a liking to him.

now, this man is known for being stoic and serious, so it comes as a surprise when he almost loses his composure when you appear.

keyword being almost.

he manages to stay composed but his chat knows for a fact he's freaking out over you.

your fancy suit/dress reminds him of the anthropological tales of gods/goddesses and kings/queens.

let this man drink tea with you please--

"it is an honor to meet you. i have heard tell of you from mondstadt."

"... they have quite the pleasant voice."

his chat is going wild at this point.

they get to listen to two heavenly voices talk to each other at the same time?! it's a dream come true!

another man that will let your long lines of dialogue play, listening intently to the stories you tell his character.

he actually really likes the image of his character talking to you.

he's so short compared to you--

he also really likes your animation when you're standing still.

not your idle animations, even though those are really nice as well. i'm talking about the movement of your clothes when your character is standing there. it's just so... soothing to him.

the gradient of your hair color to your elemental gnosis is also a nice detail to him. he likes how there are subtle ways archons look compared to normal citizens in teyvat.

when he finds out you are also a person who struggles with money... oh boy, this man cannot relate more.

you both can be broke together.

he will look to his chat for help every time a bargaining option occurs.

similar to venti, he'd be able to tell you were an archon automatically, mainly because of the way you carry yourself and your design.

when you give away your gnosis, he was really interested in the fact that you were so dedicated to your title of the archon of contracts that you would just willingly give your gnosis away.

when he meets the adepti, his chat jokingly says that the yaksha is yours and his adopted child.

"... i would not be opposed to that idea."

all of the artists and writers in his chat are dying at this point.

he'd look up all of the lore, especially ones involving you, and use them for his storytime streams.

[canary3d-obsessed]

Restless Rewatch: The Untamed Episode 13, second part

(Masterpost) (Other Canary Distractions) 

Warning: Spoilers for All 50 Episodes!

This Fucking Turtle

The rock that Wei Wuxian and Wen Chao are standing on starts to move, because of course it does. It’s a tortoise shell, sort of. There are some problems with this ostensible tortoise. 

First, Murder Turtle a tortoise is technically a turtle don't @ me doesn't look anything like a turtle. I try really hard not to project my western mythologies onto Chinese works, but god dang this thing looks like the Loch Ness monster.

Second, its shell wobbles a bit, but there's no indication that the creature can move around the cave until much later. During an extended fight with several tasty cultivators, it stays put and just moves its head around.  

The immobility problem aside, it's not a terrible monster. After the hell dog, I'm relieved to have a normal CGI beastie where some things are done really pretty well. Its eyes and skin are particularly good.

What's not good are the teeth. When Murder Turtle closes its mouth, its long pointy upper teeth have nowhere to go, so they pierce its lower jaw and just sink in there. No wonder it's pissed off.

Its relationship with its shell is...well, let's save that for the next episode.

Irons in the Fire

Meanwhile,  Wang Lingjiao (Wen Chao's girlfriend) decides she's in the mood for barbequed MianMian, so she grabs a hot iron to burn her face.

Wei Wuxian to the rescue! He shoots three arrows at once and hits all three of his targets, in a move that he'll repeat with even more arrows at a later date.

Wang Lingjiao decides to throw the iron at MianMian, who decides not to duck, while Wei Wuxian leaps into the path of the iron and gets deeply burned on the chest through his clothing. This is absolutely definitely how time, things flying through the air, and branding irons work.

(more after the cut)

Jiang Cheng and Wen Zhuliu start fighting again. These two can't quit each other, almost like they have a date with destiny in their future.  Jiang Cheng shows off his purple bloomers while he and Wen Zhuliu try to outspin each other.

Camera operator: Why you gotta take it out on me?

Wen It’s Time To Say Goodbye

The Wens decide to dip, heading up the rock face and cutting the ropes behind them, which would be super inconvenient if several of the cultivators didn't know how to literally fly.

But they also put a bunch of rocks in the hole, while Wen Qing begs them not to do it.

Down at the bottom of the cave, everyone sits and chats, while Murder Turtle wishes it had legs so it could chase them. Oh wait, it does have legs, it just isn't ready to get out of the bath yet

Call the Waaambulance

MianMian is crying over all the nonsense the writers have put her through in this episode, and Wei Wuxian tries to cheer her up by talking to her like she's a toddler. On the plus side, he'll be a great dad for a toddler one day.

Jin Zixuan: I'm used to women crying around me, is that not typical?

Lan Wangji has got no time for cheering up crying girls, and starts heading back to the turtle bath, because he has figured out how they can escape. 

He and Wei Wuxian show off their mind reading abilities, where Lan Wangji explains absolutely nothing and Wei Wuxian perfectly understands him. See also: “Fortunately.” 

Rather than try to swim for it, the other cultivators want to hang around and wait to be rescued, or just generally feel like staying put and whining. 

Wei Wuxian takes charge through sheer force of personality, and makes Jiang Cheng go find the way out while he himself distracts Murder Turtle with fire.

Wei Wuxian can make talismans without 1. ink 2. a brush or 3. paper. He just needs his flesh and his unusually sharp incisors. He's so far ahead of everyone around him; how is a dude this talented ever going to be anyone's right hand man? He’s already on track to creating a new talisman-based school of cultivation, even if he never gets around to the whole necromancy thing.  

Swimming in the Pool, Swimming is Cool

The main group of cultivators go swimming while Wei Wuxian lights fires to keep the tortoise's attention. For some reason he just stands there when it's about to eat him...maybe he's mesmerized? Lan Wangji flings him out of harm’s way and gets his already-busted leg chomped on. 

Wei Wuxian pulls Lan Wangji to safety and tells the other cultivators to get going. Jiang Cheng doesn't want to, but Jin Zixuan convinces him.

For fans of homoerotic screen caps, this episode is a gold mine.

Murder turtle suddenly remembers he has legs, but Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji instantly find a room he can’t fit into, so they’re okay for the night.

Owie Owie Owie

Now we have an extended hurt/comfort session with our wounded heroes. Lan Wangji is bleeding, so Wei Wuxian...puts a splint made of sticks directly onto his unbandaged lacerations, and ties it with his pristine headband, which will remain pristine. Then he puts medicine on the lacerations.

This seems like a situation where the script said "broken leg" and the makeup department said "MOAR BLOOD" and nobody changed the direction to the actors. In any case, the sticks seem to help and bandages are not mentioned.

What is mentioned, of course, is the dreaded stale blood, which plagues many a c-drama hero, and has to be driven out through strong emotion. This is totally how the human circulatory system works. To be fair, there is probably a perfectly reasonable underlying concept in Chinese medicine that has been exaggerated for dramatic effect, so that every possible ailment or injury results in vomiting blood, sometimes sexily.

Wei Wuxian clears up the blood problem super quickly by offering to show Lan Wangji his dick, not to put too fine a point on it. Alas, he retracts the offer once the crisis has passed.

Once they settle down, Lan Wangji takes the opportunity to put some medicine on Wei Wuxian's burned tit, and to chide him for letting himself get injured. It's like he doesn't even know him. 

Wei Wuxian: I had no choice, because I am psychologically driven to sacrifice myself for other people at every opportunity. Get used to it, cupcake.

Wei Wuxian points out that MianMian is pretty and that it would be bad for her to have a mark on her face. Lan Wangji points out, not quite in so many words, that Wei Wuxian is pretty and now HE has a permanent mark. Before Lan Wangji ever got to see his bare chest, too.

Wei Wuxian says it's cool for men to have marks on their bodies. Preferably hickeys and rope burns, but scars are okay too. 

Lan Wangji: you're going to love my future body mods, then.

Then Wei Wuxian waxes poetic about having a pretty girl remember your heroism, and Lan Wangji gets jealous and cranky. Wei Wuxian misinterprets this, but not unreasonably, considering that Lan Wangji was putting his own body between MianMian and harm not all that long ago.

After some extended eye fucking followed by laughing and saying "no homo" for the censors, the conversation moves to a more serious place. 

Wei Wuxian engages in a little WangXian meta analysis, noting that Lan Wangji can tease him now, and is talking to him slightly more. Falling for a high-spirited, popular extrovert has been hard on Lan Wangji, but Wei Wuxian is also struggling with falling for a nearly-silent, crushingly-shy introvert. Wei Wuxian really does find Lan Wangji boring on one level, at the same time as finding him utterly compelling on other levels. 

Wei Wuxian starts to say something about the Lans and stops himself with this charming gesture. I've seen it here and there in c-dramas and I assume it's a thing in China. It's a perfect way for a hyperactive talker to say "I'm shutting up now" without using even more words to say it.

Lan Wangji finally, FINALLY tells Wei Wuxian - briefly - what happened to his home. Wei Wuxian, in one of those moments of empathy that they have more and more often as time goes on, asks about his loved ones, and forgoes any other questions.

Lan Wangji tells him that Lan Qiren is seriously injured and Lan Xichen is missing. Wei Wuxian is extremely concerned about one of these people.

When Lan Wangji falls asleep at 9pm on the button, Wei Wuxian tenderly covers him in his own robe, offering physical comfort in place of the emotional comfort Lan Wangji won’t let anybody give him. 

Then Wei Wuxian gazes at him like a lovestruck dope, before settling down beside him for the night. 

Soundtrack: Peter Gabriel, I Go Swimming

[ukiyo-vibes]

general request - share some of your yttd hcs!

I FORGOT TO POST THESE BUT HERE THEY ARE: Now that I’ve played yttd I’mma do this one! I got a bit carried away and divided it up by character. I didn’t include the dummies or the floormasters, but if you’d like, feel free to request headcanons for them!

- Mod Mercie

Sara

Back before the death game, Sara already didn’t have a good sleep schedule

Sometimes she goes horseback riding, which sounds all fun and games until her horse starts running through trees and she’s too focused on staying on the horse to duck and avoid branches and gets whacked in the neck with them. Yes I’m projecting. I have scars because of this. Thanks Cody.

Her hair may be straight but she certainly isn’t

Joe

He doodles a lot in his notes at school! Usually just dogs or other animals 

Once accidently mistook a wax fruit figurine for a real fruit and took a bite of it. 

He doesn’t know how to tie a tie, despite that being part of his school uniform. He’s too scared to ask at this point.

Keiji

Drinks primarily Gatorade

 Speaking of Gatorade, he fought an alligator once

He lost.

And was escorted out of the zoo after that.

Kai

Has a hard time emoting / making facial expressions. He can, it’s just a bit tiring so he usually doesn’t.

So if he’s pissed and *smiling* you better fuckin’ run before you get the butt end of a frying pan to your head

Oh look at that, humans bleed blood

God of scramble. Will pull out words no one even knows like ‘ Xertz ‘ and ‘ Erinaceous ‘

Mishima

He used to be a theater kid

Back when Fortnite started getting popular, some of his students dared him and taught him to do the floss. Said students have not recovered from the fact he actually did it.

He... actually has a really good singing voice

Nao once tried to convince him to wear an Elsa dress. 

Alice

Probably read Shakespeare for fun in the 6th grade after getting a minor role as a narrator in the school play

Knows how to play the kalimba!

Actually gave himself that undercut (I think that’s what it is? Idk)

Reko

I feel like in her fannypack / napsack, she carries around some first aid supplies like bandages and antiseptic wipes, and the such!

Trans. Ain’t no cis Yabusame /hj

The first instrument she learned was piano!

Ex gifted kid burnout probably

‘Sou’

*Points* Twink. Seriously though in the island mode he’s weaker than Gin. Imagine being a full grown man and losing a fistfight to a grade schooler

Got this one from a friend: Sou keeps random stuff in his scarf/beanie/jacket and keeps forgetting he has them there

“Oh? Why does my beanie feel so... heavy?” *pulls it off* “Huh... pair of crocs.”

This dude has the courage to wear neon slippers out in public but not tell you his name //shot

Kanna

smh probably has to peer pressure Sou into a sleep routine

She stims sometimes by tapping the top of her bucket hat, since it taps her head indirectly, and it’s a bit soothing to her

Q-taro

I’m so sorry I literally can’t think of any rn... I miss him though I liked his character arc a lot /gen

Gin

If given coffee, it’s a 50/50 chance. Either he’ll be vibrating in place, or he’ll be falling asleep. No in between

Mew-Chan feels exactly like one of those squishmellows (If you know what those are) and is very fun to squish. 

He’s really good at noticing patterns in things, and also noticing slight differences in images (Example: those spot the difference puzzles? He’s great at them.) 

Nao

She has a bit of a country accent. I can’t explain it, but I can’t hear her voice without a country accent. Help.

Prefers overalls over skirts for sure. Easy to move around in, still, but also cute.

Small enclosed spaces actually make her feel secure and safe (ofc not if they’re like. Tiny where she’s literally being crushed... too soon? but yeah)

[thirdbasedumpsterfire]

Tbh I don’t know what to call this. It’s some Doby and Masky mansion au bonding. I hope you enjoy.

Tw smoking

An early morning breeze chilled the air raising goosebumps on the boys skin. Or was he a man? He supposed he was. Staring at the moon he though to himself. He had just turned 18 so that must mean he’s a man now. Still he was unsure. He never fully understood what a man was supposed to be. She had a very specific definition of men and women, but she also thought selling Tupperware was going to maker her a millionaire. His dad didn’t talk much about being a man just basic stuff, respecting others, standing up for what you believe in, and listening to others needs. But those were things everyone should do not just men. Men respect women and basic human rights but at that point the bar is on the floor! There has to be more to it than that. His thoughts were interrupted by the flick of a lighter.

Doby jumped twitching as he turned to see Masky beside him lighting a cigarette. His mask was pulled up just enough for him to smoke but still concealing his eyes. In fact in the 8 months Doby had been a proxy he didn’t think he’d ever seen masks eyes.

“What are you doing out so late?” Doby ask.

“Early.” Masky corrected. “It’s 4am”

“Oh,” Doby stammered “right.” There was silence for a while as Doby continued to stare into the night sky. He was glad it was a clear night. He turned back to masky.

“You never answered my question.” Doby remembered and Masky sighed. He gestured to the cigarette in his mouth. ���Oh, duh.” Doby shook his head. He’d been up way too late. He needed sleep. Sighing to himself he pulled an energy drink out of the jacket pocket around his waist and took a swig.

“What about you?” Masky asked Doby just shrugged and kept staring at the moon. “Come on kid, your chugging a monster. Have you even slept?”

“No.” Doby said absentmindedly.

“Why?” Doby was unsure what to say.

“I don’t know, just had a hard time sleeping I guess.”

“Why?”

“I just said I don’t know!” Doby huffed

“And I know when you’re lying Thirdbase.” That’s what everyone called him. Nobody knew his real name here. “So tell me the truth. Don’t make me pull rank!” Masky threatened and Doby rolled his eyes.

“What are you going to do? Tell Slender that in not sharing my feelings.”

“No, but I can tell Hoodie.” Doby glared at the masked man who was currently disregaurding his cigarette.

“Ugh fine! I’m just thinking.”

“About?”

“Why do you care?” Doby snapped.

“Because its my job to make sure everyone does their job without distractions. And if you’re staying up till 4am staring at the sky you’re clearly distracted.”

Doby sighed. “I’m thinking about my birthday.”

Masky seemed confused. “Why?”

“Because it’s today.”

“Oh! Happy birthday.”

“Yeah yeah...”

“Why didn’t you tell anyone? How old are you turning?”

“You know for this being all business you sure seem to care.”

“Well I don’t see how this would keep you up all night?”

“I’m turning 18, I’m finally a man, and I’ve been scammed it working for demon for the rest of my life.” Doby stated flatly. Masky look around them instinctually. Doby rolled his eyes and crossed his arms turning his attention back to the moon. “John would have known what to do.” he says more to himself than masky. “He would tell me to leave. He would help me. But I can’t leave, not even if I want to...” Doby glared at the moon as though it were to blame as masky took in his words.

They stood that way for a while Masky was as always unreadable. Doby didn’t expect him to even care but here they were. For some reason Masky wanted to know and even after an answer like that he stuck around... weird. It took a long while but eventually Masky walked inside. Finally.

Doby took a breath and then another sip of monster as his glare softened. John would know what to do. His heart felt engaged and strangled. His eyes were heavy. He needed sleep.

He headed back inside and up the stairs, the doors moved in random patterns and he constantly found himself getting lost but eventually he found his way to his room. Finally, he took a breath, undressed, and laid down. He was about to fall asleep when he heard a crinkle sound. Confused he reached under his pillow. He found something and grabbed it. Pulling out his hand he found it was a note. There was no signature, only a single line of text. It read, “ YouTube.com/MarbleHornets.”

~ Mod Vilet

[askredmedic]

IMPORTANT, read this please! [OOC]

 Heya, mod Lucky here. I’ve seen loads of new accounts popping up and interacting now, and I’m super excited to see that a sort of group has been kickstarted inspired by each other’s blogs! (I’m looking at you, BLU scout and RED Sniper, haha.)

 However, while I love doing interactions with everyone, I’d like to address the fact that this blog was never meant to be part of anything big, just a small ask blog with it’s own lore. Because of which, I may be choosy with who or what I interact with just to keep things within the personal blog lore.

 If you’d like to be an enemy or a teammate, that’s fine! You’re perfectly canon! But some aspects of this world may differ from others, such as Spy bot being the only sentient bot (that they know of) due to certain factors that will be mentioned below.

 I’d like to clarify that I absolutely love interacting with anons, you guys, the other blogs, etc! But it should be kept in mind that not everything posted here will be canon to the blog lore. 

 If possible, I’ll try and tag anything that’s not necessarily canon under Not canon tag, that way you can filter accordingly before sending asks!

Why am I saying all this?

Here’s a bit more background into what this blog is, and everything else that I see fit to note.

Askredmedic is made by a system and run by their host and Medic. It’s a semi-rp, semi-Medic run blog and some asks have changed our history from his own, such as the bots, etc. I’m fine with that! I tried developing some lore for this blog, and I’d like to keep expanding on it via. asks and responses. That’s what this is all about, after all!

However, I’d like to mention that some things may vary from canon, and things such as BLU Spy bot aren’t meant to be a common thing in the universe these dudes are in. Basically, he was created due to being unable to recover entirely intact robots on the field, and so they tried to make a bot that could regenerate just as a human would with a medigun, hence how the resurrection thing was discovered.

If I choose not to interact with some other blogs, keep in mind that some interactions aren’t necessarily canon and are instead for fun! Others I may choose to integrate into lore with explanations, etc.

I just don’t want people to be disappointed if they want to interact and I never respond!!! It’s not that I’m ignoring you in particular, it’s more that sometimes we can be a bit choosy with what to acknowledge based on the account’s lore, or just don’t necessarily feel up for interacting at that moment.

I’ll let Medic type a letter to ya’ll here under the cut, in case he has anything he’d like to add.

I don’t believe I have anything else I’d like to add, but do have some things I’d like to say!

I’ve had a lot of fun over the last week responding to everybody, terrorizing poor scouts, such and so forth. I’d like to say that if I ever make anybody uncomfortable it’s never my intention, and I can take down posts accordingly if I ever go to far with my enthusiasm over medical sciences! 

 I as a person was created entirely to be a coping mechanism, and I still stand by my purpose to be a place of warmth and comfort for those who may still need it. While it is in my character to be an excitable maniac with little regard for safety or personal space, keep in mind that I am not only that.

I am a man with (some) morals, but I am steadfast with my goals, I am one who can guide others. I can hold my own on the battlefield, I am also essentially a living heater, hahah. I am loyal to my team and I care deeply for my close coworkers, comrades, dare I say it friends.

Good gracious, this is sounding awfully self indulgent, isn’t it?

What I am trying to say is that I am multi-faceted, and I do hope that my cold exterior does not prevent you from wanting to visit sometimes. BLU, RED, or otherwise, so long as I lack reason to experiment, I’m perfectly fine with you hanging around!

The Administrator knows she cannot do anything to harm me. And I will not harm you.

Usually!

- Medic

[castlevania-afterdark-imagines]

Gotta go a tiny bit dark for a moment, how would trevor, godbrand, sypha, drac, and the forgemasters handle an s/o who's libido fluctuates wildly and struggles a lot with her body image? I'm sorry if that's too many characters, I just really really love them..

Gonna lean more into the body image part of this ask. Bonus Alucard cause I mean, we got the rest of the crew, might as well.

Trevor

General attitude about it is - Why though? (Trevor, please)

Is very much the sort of person who stands by if your body works then there's nothing wrong with it, so it's a bit hard for him to understand.

Okay, maybe he's a little self conscious about the sheer number of scars he has, but that's just because they bring up a lot of questions.

But he likes your body, and what you do to him with said body. So when you have moments where you pull away and look at yourself with disappointment he just can't quite wrap his head around it.

He'll try to be more careful with his comments towards the parts you don't like, cause god knows he'll fuck up trying to compliment them in a way that doesn't sound overbaked.

But when he's making love to you he makes sure to touch everywhere.

Words are hard, but he knows how to work with his hands.

He tries to utter soft praises, but most of it comes out as single word grunts like “perfect” and “ god-yes”

Oh, he'll also remove the eyes of anyone who makes a jab at what you're sensitive about.

Alucard

A bit of genuine confusion about it.

He just genuinely thinks you're the most sublime creature on the Earth so how could you not see that in yourself?

He certainly won't stop you from working on things you want to change, he will train with you if you want to change your body composition or he'll offer to research skin treatments if you have complexion concerns.

But only if you ask, he's never the one to suggest it. As far as he sees it he's just helping you achieve something you want to accomplish, not "improving" you.

However he does know that change doesn't happen overnight, so he gets sad when you express frustration over not being there yet because he can't really fix time.

So he stays close, lets you vent while he gently traces your face with his fingers.

He gets a bit drapey with his affection when you're down. Never pressing sexually, he just sort of stimulates a cocoon of limbs wanting to hold all of you close.

You might also notice more little gifts showing up where you can find them. Flowers by your bedside, pastries by your favorite chair, tokens of affection to assure you he is just as enamored with you when you aren't feeling your best.

Sypha

Is visibly upset when she sees you mentally tearing into yourself,  but that's just because she couldn't hide an expression if she tried.

Wants to talk with you about it, to find out if it was something somebody said or a result of something someone did.

If it's something that is changeable, she'll offer to help you with your goals, keep you motivated while also insisting you do NOT have to do any of this for her.

If it's not something that can be changed she'll try her best to listen, let you vent when you feel frustrated.

She gets conflicted between either wanting to give the parts of yourself that you don’t like *more* attention or trying to make sure to compliment the other parts of your body she loves (aka, the rest)

She might admit to you some of the spots she doesn’t like much either, like the scars on her shoulder, or the stretch marks around her knees.

Regardless she’ll always match your mood, throwing herself at you with gusto when the lust strikes, or being very gentle and soothing when you aren’t feeling up for it.

Gets up in the face of anybody who might make a rude remark, even if it might risk escalating the argument to melting the offender’s face off.

Dracula

Has seen many many many bodies in his lifetime (won't tell you how many of those were no longer living), he sees the variety as a staple of humanity.

So yeah, it distresses him to see you dislike anything about yourself.

But he also knows that’s not something he can just tell you you’re incorrect over and be done with. It’s not something he can actually control.

So he simply makes himself available, however you need him.

You in the mood to get dicked down? Yup, he can do that and mend the bedframe afterwards.

You need a few slow days with minimal touching? Okay, he’s got all the time in the world. He’ll stay within earshot until you call him, then he’ll cater to whatever you need.

He’s not super keen on trying to use any sort of magic to alter your body, even if you ask. Unless it’s life threatening of course.

He also makes it a mental note to be exceedingly clear that each time he has you bare before him he regards you like a devout cardinal would his holy texts.

Divine.

Godbrand

(Why, why ya’ll gotta pick the hard one for sensitive topics)

He thinks you’re hot, all the time, any time of day. So when he notices you going from a sexual high to a sexual dry, he honestly thinks it’s his fault.

Starts apologizing about whatever the fuck pops into his head (though this is a Godbrand apology so it’s stuff like “I’m sorry I dropped your favorite mug three months ago but I told you not to leave it on the edge of the counter like that”)

When you first explained to him what was actually up he’s...confused.

To behonest probably first went to his favored huntsmen and asked them what the fuck to do

Which was met with equally confused shrugs and panicked “Why the fuck would we know better?”

In the end he sort of resorts to brute forcing through it.

He sees you take a little too long in the mirror looking at yourself. Nope, no, nu uh, he hauls you up and finds something to distract you with.

He’ll try to offer ideas of how to help if it’s something you can change, if not he’ll just be six times as loud when he’s boasting about how perfect his partner is to the village.

Hector

Oh nooooooooo this gentle man, he’s so concern

He can pick up on your mood shifts as if he could hear them announce their presence.

He’s just as good at silently reading into what you want him to do next.

Sometimes it’s just to lie with you, touching your hair and face, murmuring sweet nothings into the space between you two. How lovely he finds you, how happy you make him.

He knows how cruel the world can be, especially over something as fickle as appearance. He hates that anyone could ever have instilled in you a disliking of your own body.

He’s never pushy about his more carnal wants, and never makes it about your attraction towards him. He trusts that you’re still interested, you just need time here and there.

Sometimes he will get a little flare of adoration when he sees you, when he remembers the areas you told him you aren’t fond of, and will absent mindedly want to touch them. Gentle brushes of fingertips, a soft smile resting on his lips until you bring him back to reality.

He might not be verbose in his support, but you’ll never shake him from it.

Isaac

Is honestly the one mostly likely to get frustrated over what in his mind is a baseless insecurity. Never shows it, but internally has trouble understanding it.

He gets the social troubles, humans being vain and cruel creatures, but to him a body is like a well-worn tool. What you don’t like you work to either change or adapt to.

But he also knows that mindset does not arrive overnight, and though internally he might feel a tug of irritation when he can feel you pull away he is very careful to not show it.

He’s never going to convince you of his adoration for the temple that is your body if he gives in to his temper and tries to force the change for you.

So he will be patient, offer you guidance when you ask for it, remain silent when you don’t and you simply need to speak your insecurities.

Though you might see a flash of bewilderment in his eyes when you mention something new that upsets you about your body he is quick to bury it and return to attending you.

He’s always delighted when your mood lifts again and he can resume touching you as he likes, fingertips digging into your skin and humming softly with satisfaction.

Carnal pleasure might be a more primal vice, but he doesn’t mind giving in to it when he can use it to show you exactly how much he likes the “tools” you were given.

-Mod Soviet

[just-my-fandom]

Press (Spencer Reid x Wife! Reader)

Request; Reader talks to William Reid about the death of Riley Jenkins twenty years ago. William finds out the reader is his daughter in law and that he has a granddaughter and an upcoming grandchild that no one told him about

I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you all enjoy reading :)

“Hello Mr. Reid,” You open the door to the small gray room, dropping a file onto the table in the middle of the room and sinking down in one of the two chairs, “I’m agent (Maiden/Last/Name) with the BAU, and I have some questions for you,”

“I feel like this is completely unfair,” William crosses his arms, leaning back in his seat, “Showing I did nothing,”

“I’ll make you a deal, William,” You brush hair from your face, opening the file to show Williams information, “You can ask me any five questions you want, with a full response by me, but, I get to ask you five questions back with truthful answers,”

Williams eyes scan your face when you look up at him, huffing a breath and rolling his shoulders, “Fine,” He sits up, propping it arms on the table in front of him, “You married?”

You lick your lips, eyes drifting to the window feet away, “Yes, I am. Almost a year,”

“Any children?” William watches you glance down at the file and cross your arms over top of each other, eyes moving to stare at the bump on your stomach,

“Yes, a daughter, and an unborn child. Her name is (Daughter/Name). (D/N) Reid,”

“Reid?” Williams back straightens, eyeing you with narrowed lids, “Are you married to my son?”

“Yes sir, I am,” You sigh, “You have two more questions,”

“All this time I had a daughter in law and a grandchild. Why didn’t Spencer tell me?” William frowns, your lips pressing together as you glance at the two way mirror behind you,

“Well you haven’t been in Spencer’s life for almost twenty years. Spencer thought you didn’t care,” You face your father in law, drumming your fingers on your arms, “Would you like to make this last question count?”

“When can I meet my granddaughter?” William leans forward, Spencer ducking his head down and looking through the mirror. Even with the genuine look upon his face, Spencer felt as if William didn’t actually care.

“You’ll have to ask your son that question,” You click your tongue, and flick your eyes between his, “Mr. Reid, why did you leave twenty years ago?”

“It was my choice,” William shrugs once, and you frown, sighing deeply through your nose,

“Was it because of Diana?” You ask softly, noting Williams shoulders locking,

“No. Diana has nothing to do about it. We just didn’t know how to talk to one another,”

You nod, sitting back and running a hand down your six month bumped stomach, “What about Spencer? Could he have been the reason?”

“No. God, no,” William shakes his head briefly, “If anything he’s what almost kept us together,”

“Thank you for your time Mr. Reid,” You stand up, lifting the file and straightening the papers, “Agent Rossi will speak with you momentarily,”

“You still have two more questions,” William raises an eyebrow, and you copy his expression,

“I got what I need,” You step back, turning and exiting the small room to the other side of the mirror, “Rossi,”

“What do you mean you got everything you need?” Rossi steps towards you, eyeing you handing him the file and cupping your hands at your stomach,

“I need to talk to your mom, Spence,” You look at your husband, “If that’s okay with you both,”

“Of course,” Spencer exhales, “She loves your company,”

You smile, allowing Spencer to take your hand and pull you from the large office,

“What is that girl up to?” Rossi looks over to Hotch, whose eyes follow you out of the room swiftly,

“I don’t know. But she might be the answer to the case,”

. . .

The home is quiet. Most elders are in the main room playing chess or chatting among themselves, but Diana Reid sat in her room, staring at the low sounded television,

Spencer knocks gently on the cracked door, pushing it open all the way so Diana looked up, spotting Spencer with you next to him,

“Spencer,” Diana smiles brightly at her son, Spencer’s grip at your fingers tightening as he smiles back, sliding his hand to your lower back,

“Hi mom. Y/N came here to talk to you if that’s okay,”

“Oh of course,” Diana reaches out her hand, allowing you to take it and sit next to her at the end of her bed, “How is my grand baby number two doing?”

You laugh softly, watching her release your hand to place hers at your stomach, humming at a rough kick to your child’s grandmothers hand,

“He’s doing great,” You reply, grin widening when Diana looks up sharply, gasping,

“It’s a boy?” You nod quickly, Diana exhaling an excited laugh as she grabs Spencer’s hand and squeezes, “Oh my goodness, we got another Spencer on the way,”

Spencer smiles warmly at his mother’s excitement, your smile slowly fading as you put your hand over Diana’s, drawing her attention to you, “Diana, can I ask you about a man named Gary Michaels?”

“Gary Michaels?” Diana meets your eyes, looking away in a thinking motion, “Most of my memory is fuzzy,”

“Please, Diana,” You lift her hand to cup it between yours, “It is really important, it’s regarding William,”

“William? Oh God, what did he do now?” Diana shakes her head, and you swiftly glance at Spencer,

“Nothing, as long as we know about Gary. Can you try to think back? What was he like?” You shift, rubbing your stomach at a cramp, “Was he good with kids?”

“Oh, no,” Diana shakes her head, and you lower her hand and blink,

“What did he do, Diana? Who’s clothes were William burning twenty years ago?”

“This is what this is about?” Diana pulls her hand away, eyes narrowing, “I don’t know what’s going on with William but that was over twenty years ago. I can barely remember what I had for breakfast,”

You exhale through your nose, Spencer taking your arm to help you stand,

“I thought you came to just visit your mother in law,” Diana stands up, crossing her arms, “But I’m just being used for a case,”

“No, Diana,” You protest, stopping when she throws a hand up,

“Please leave,” Diana steps back, disappearing into her bathroom. You swallow, looking up at Spencer and putting a hand to your stomach, “Did I make her upset? I-,”

“Hey,” Spencer cups the side of your head, directing your eyes to his, “You didn’t upset her, I promise,”

You frown, Spencer murmuring quick words against your lips before leading you to the door, shouting a quick goodbye to his mother before shutting the door gently

. . .

“You alright? You seem tense,”

You look away from where you bit at your thumb nail, eyes staring at Derek next to you of the two way mirror,

“Yeah,” You sigh, drifting your eyes to William on the other side of the mirror, “But Diana knows something about Gary Michaels. I mentioned him and William to her and she told us to leave,”

“This kind of stress isn’t good for baby Spence,” Derek turns, hand at the side of your stomach,

“This job isn’t good for baby Spence,” You choke out a laugh, shaking your head, “William wants to meet (D/N),”

“And what does Spencer have to say about it?” Derek raises an eyebrow, eyes flicking between yours,

“He wants William to have nothing to do with the kids,” You look down at your painfully large stomach, “But hes their grandpa. They deserve to at least know who he is as a human being,”

“So you’re going to go against Spencer’s wishes?” Derek leans back, watching you lift a hand to continue biting,

“Is it bad I already sent Emily back for (D/N) on the jet?” You smile nervously, Derek frowning,

“You need to at least let Spencer know, let him be in the room with you,”

“Let me know what?”

You turn around at your husbands voice, eyes landing on Spencer at the door of the office.

“Spence,” You move forward, sliding your arms at his torso so his own hands could place themselves at your stomach, “Emily’s on her way back from home with (D/N),”

“Why is she bringing her up here?” Spencer looks at Derek, then down at you,

You bite your lip, “I’m allowing William to meet her,” You exhale, watching Spencer’s face fall at your words,

“I thought we agreed he wouldn’t have anything to do with her or the baby,” Spencer murmurs, your frown visible as you curl your fingers into his business suit,

“I know, but,” You shrug, “It will only be a brief visit. My parents weren’t here to meet (D/N), William And Diana are the only grandparents the kids will have,”

“Bad timing?” You look around Spencer to see Emily at the doorway, your four month old daughter in her arm,

“No, no,” You pull away from Spencer, peeling the girl from Emily and kissing her cheek, “Hi sweetheart,”

“At least put them in a bigger area,” Spencer pleas, kissing the top of (D/N)s head and glancing at his father through the two way mirror, “I don’t want them in such a small room,”

“Of course, we have a bigger office,” The sheriff of the town you stayed in mods, crossing his arms, “You all go ahead, I’ll get William,”

. . .

“Spence, calm down,” You slide your hand to Spencer’s arm, squeezing to stop the drum of his fingers against the table,

“Sorry,” Spencer sighs, smiling at the girl in his lap chewing on her pacifier, “I just don’t know about this,”

“He’ll be handcuffed,” You whisper, “What’s the worse he could do?”

“You’re right,” Spencer grasps your hand, squeezing and looking up when the door creaks open,

Your eyes find Diana, her arm linked with Williams,

“Mom,” Spencer stands up, eyes flicking between his parents, “What are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to tell the truth, of course,” Diana grunts, leading William to the other side of the table from you,

William inhales, eyes landing on (D/N) yawning from Spencer’s lap, “Is this her? My granddaughter?”

“Um, yeah,” Spencer looks down at the toddler, who blinks her brown eyes at the two people in front of her, quickly looking over at you to make sure you were still there, “Dad, this is (D/N),”

At the mention of her name, (D/N) faces forward, William smiling and lifting a hand to wave at her,

“God, she looks just like you Spencer,” William exhales, Spencer cracking a smile and watching his daughter pat the table, squealing,

“Five minutes William,” The sheriff grunts from the door, William glancing at him and frowning,

“What’s this one going to be?” He points at your bump, where Spencer’s hand subconsciously rested at the lower area,

“A boy,” You breathe, smiling at Spencer, “We have a mini Spencer coming soon,”

“He’ll probably look like you,” William grunts, “But have his fathers brain I’m sure,”

“Oh, no, that’s definitely (D/N),” You laugh softly, “Four months old and already crawling,”

William chuckles, frowning when the Sheriff begins you crossed his arms and jerks his head to the side,

“You’ll bring him to visit me, won’t you?” William asks hopefully, looking over when a guard jerks him up from his chair,

“We’ll try,” Spencer watches his father leave the room, turning (D/N) to press against his chest when her head lulls to the side in exhaustion, hand resting at her back to soothe her,

“Diana,” You sit forward, “Can you tell me everything you know about Gary Michaels?”

. . .

“We don’t have to,”

You lean against the doorway of your toddlers nursery, Spencer looking up from where he leaned over the crib to place your daughter down,

“Do what?” He whispers, placing the small blanket over her body and moving towards you,

“Introduce him to William,” You put a hand on your stomach, looking up at your husband, “We can wait a couple months- Years,”

Spencer scans your eyes, hands cupping your stomach, “I want him to meet the baby soon. He seemed genuinely excited about seeing the kids,”

“He was,” You smile, sliding your hands to Spencer’s face as his wrap at your lower back, “He loves them,”

“I just wish he was there for me in the beginning. Our marriage, your pregnancy with (D/N),” Spencer sighs, closing his eyes when he leans down to meet your forehead,

“I know Spence,” You murmur against his lips, leaning against the doorframe behind you, “Come on, let’s try not to wake her up,”

“What do you have in mind, Mrs. Reid?” Spencer takes your hand, allowing you to lead him to your bedroom a couple doors down,

You grin at your husband, humming when he closes your bedroom door, your back pressing up against it

[rabidfirefoxfan]

Thor (1966) - Vol 193 - Loki Comic Read Through

aClassic Loki Masterpost:    Rating: Mod (Great)

Plot: Balder Summons the Silver Surfer to help Thor fight the Demolisher.

Notes:

1. Loki Looks like Frolo throughout this entire Issue.

2. Sif

So, in these early Comics Sif is either an Awesome Warrior who is Epic enough to keep up with Balder and the Warriors’ Three or .... She’s a Damsel in Distress that Thor needs to save who just mostly pretty and sits there. This issue is the later option. Her design also reflects this. In early Thor issues she was dressed like a warrior and now, like how much more skin could she show. She could literally be replaced with a Body Pillow or a Lamp and nothing would change. My head-cannon in this Issue is that she is Thor’s Teddy bear, because it’s about how useful she is to the plot. Besides, it’s funnier to think Loki is talking to Thor’s stuffed bear and trying to play keep away with Thor. 

Favorite Moments:

Balder tries to convince the Silver Surfer to help Thor but because of the Silver Surfer’s history with Loki he’s really reluctant. Balder says he’d give his life for Thor, which pisses Karnilla off and Karnilla attacks Balder.

(Karnilla is a really Toxic Girlfriend huh). The Silver Surfer makes Karnilla stop and saves Balder while Karnilla reflects that maybe that wasn’t a great thing to do to “The Love of her Life.” (Bitch, you toxic as eff. Balder deserves better). Somehow this Domestic Violence convinces the Silver Surfer to help Thor out.

what a great and inspiring lesson everyone. just get attack by your toxic girlfriend and a space man will help you friend. what a classic.

So I think that Karnilla tried to talk to Balder about their “fight” but Balder seems more worried about Thor. Well, at least almost dying didn’t phase Balder. Must happen pretty regularly for him.

Thor and the Demolisher continue to fight but Thor can’t seem to get any hits onto him. Eventually they move into the sewers where the Demolisher stuns Thor using high voltage cables (Thor is the God of Thunder, why does Electricity stun him?). The Silver Surfer shows up and uses his Board to keep Demolisher busy but is worried that Thor is dead.

Thor’s hair is no longer Fabulous, the outrage. Oh, and he might be dead, how will he have 200 more issues.

Back at Loki’s Palace, Loki is bragging to Sif about how awesome he is and trying to convince Sif to Marry him. (Why? He doesn’t even like Sif. Must be another way to get at Thor.) Still I love Loki posing here.

Loki continues to brag until he realizes the “Crap, Balder and Karnilla could stop his evil plans” then blames Sif for knowing their Plans. Loki, just use Space Skype to figure out what Balder and Karnilla are doing.

Good Boy.

Then Loki complains that Karnilla betrayed him and that’s unforgivable. Loki, They are Your friends. You both betrayed each other at the drop of a hat. Your friends have the trustworthiness of “Among Us” or “TTT” friends. Don’t worry, I’m sure she’s want to hang out next week to help you out with your Next Evil Scheme. (Dammit Loki’s eyes are now yellow, what happened to the Green/ Blue)

Loki confronts Balder and Karnilla but they deny that they Summoned the Silver Surfer.

Loki gets pissed and turns Balder into a ... Globin?

And into order for Loki to really cement that he is a badass, Loki uses the Odin Ring to make a Statue of Himself made entirely of Gold. Wouldn’t except anything less out of Loki. And just because Loki is really nice he lifts the curse off of Balder. What a Nice Villain.

Back on Earth, the Silver Surfer uses Comic Rays to bring Thor back to life. The Silver Surfer tells Thor to return to Asgard and deal with Loki while the Silver Surfer fights with Demolisher.

Thor returns to Asgard, but Heimdal tells him that because Loki is now the ruler of Asgard, Loki as order Thor not to return. In order for Thor to enter Asgard, he has to fight through Heimdal. You know, this happens enough that Heimdel should just find a convent way to begin “defeated” so he doesn’t have to get punched in the face again. Like “Oh No I stepped on the Pebble, I am defeated. Sure Thor go ahead.” However, Thor is too strong and pushes Heimdal off of the bridge and is worried that he may let his rage take control of him just like how Rage takes control of Loki.

Maybe it’s just me, but fighting someone on a bridge and throwing them off because of the heat of battle feels different than begin pissed off for 10 years and planing to take over Asgard. But at least Thor gets some character development so yay.

Then Thor remembers that he can FLY and goes to save Heimdal. Thor continues to Asgard where Loki’s Troll Minions block his path.

The Silver Surfer continues to fight the Demonlisher when the Demonlisher grabs hold of the board allowing the Silver Surfer to fly away.

The Silver Surfer plans to take the Demonlisher to space, the the Demonlisher grabs hold of the Washington Monument. (Good Job Silver Surfer. When trying to take someone to space, make sure to drive by all the tall building first)

This allows the Demonlisher to continue to fight, overcome the Surfer and break his board.

However, due to the Silver Surfer’s powers, he’s able to reassemble his board and continue to fight the Demonlisher

(who is now in the middle of a battle field. Where are they?)

To defeat the Demonlisher, the Silver Surfer spins really, really fast around the planet, traveling to the Future where Humanity is long since dead. A place where the Silver Surfer can leave Demonlisher that the Demonlisher can’t hurt anyone.

Back on Asgard, Thor fights Loki’s Giants. (I love this shot of his hammer returning to him) Thor goes and finds Sif.

I think this dress speaks for itself. Loki has interesting tastes. (The design is a little on the nose their guys. Maybe redesign Thor’s outfit with nipples too, I’m sure that go over well.)

oh no, poor me, save me thor. Loki is sooo horrible.  (sigh)

Thor tries to attack Loki for trying to marry Sif but the Giants defeat him and knock him unconscious. Loki then sentences him to death with the Giants coming in. Will be able to defeat them, find out next issue.

Thoughts on Comic:

I just have to say the fights with the Demonlisher are just great fun. They just find great ways for building up the tension and how they defeat him, while dumb, at least seams reasonable. Thor fighting Heimdal and the Storm Giants is also great. Overall, this Comic is pretty awesome.

However, I absolutely hate Sif in this. When I said she could be replaced with a body pillow, I meant it. In Early Issues and the Movies Sif was a capable warrior. Maybe not Thor levels, but she could at least keep up with Balder. Here, she has no personality, no agency, no drive. She is only an object for Loki to covet and for Thor to fight over and that’s it. Just replace her with a Teddy Bear or a Puppy, that way it makes Loki and Thor fight look more cute and ridiculous.

Karnilla is a Evil, Soft Women Villain but at least she can drive the plot, however slightly ,which is leagues better than Sif.

Loki is an alright Evil Villain in this issue. Again, I preferred when he is a scheming mastermind or trying to intentionally piss Thor off, but he does get a couple of great moments in this where his prancing and showing off.

[goliath-de-senfina-sango]

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Danny Phantom
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Danny Fenton & Wesley Weston
Characters: Danny Fenton, Wesley Weston, Jazz Fenton, Maddie Fenton
Additional Tags: Walker is mentioned repeatedly, Phantom Family AU, Revelations, being a lil shit is genetic apparently, Danny swears in stars and constellations and space stuff, Wes swears with cuss words
Summary: Prompt from Tumblr: I wish you would write a fic about Danny being a little shit to Vlad by revealing him to Wes.
Wes comes over and nearly gets Danny’s half life ended, which leads to further family revelations that leave Danny’s head spinning.

Danny Fenton was having a weird and not particularly pleasant week. His Dad had finally encountered the Box Ghost, who took one look at him and glitched out like a Bethesda character before apparently regaining his memories. Apparently, the Box Ghost was Jason Fenton, older brother of Jack Fenton. The Box Ghost was Danny’s Uncle. That was weird as fuck to discover, especially when he implied that Box Lunch would be a person he’d have to deal with soonish. He was going to have a cousin. His already living cousin, Wes, had decided later that week to ruin Danny’s life by asking him right in front of Jazz and Mom if he still had that giant green dog thing he’d crashed a game with. Danny dragged him up to the third floor of Fentonworks, shoved him into his room, and learned very quickly that Wes had figured out that he was Phantom the moment he focused on him. “Orion, man, you can’t just imply I’m a ghost in front of Mom or Dad!” “Why not?” Wes stared at him like he’d grown a second head - he hadn’t, he knew the sensation - and Danny took a moment to redirect the energy surging to his eyes over his skin and outward. It blanketed the room in a wave and left what Tucker had described as the feeling of touching an old tv and feeling static on your fingers all over the place. Wes rubbed his arm and raised a brow at him. “Wes, tell me what Jack Fenton is going to think if you tell him ‘hey that ghost kid you shoot at all the time is your kid’? Actually, no, how the fuck did you even figure it out?” “You look like you put on your suit and then someone turned on the color inversion filter on their camera. Blue skin, white hair, black and white suit.” Wes paused and poked Danny’s cheek, looking him in the eye. “Your eyes should be orange instead of green though if that were the whole case. How’d this happen? Last time I talked to you, you n Tucker were talking about building a motorcycle that could fly.” “The hoverbike has sorta been put on hold, I’ll admit,” Danny grumbled, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes. He pulled his hands away from his face and Wes was still there, tall and stupid and overly observant. “If I tell you what happened, do you promise not to out me to my parents?” “I-should I treat this like you’re in the closet?” Wes snorted at the idea. “Closeted dead guy. Alright, I can get that. But uh, if you’re dead, why are you still…” he wiggled his hand and then gestured at Danny’s room. “In a house with ghost hunters?” “Well, to start with, I’m not actually dead. Not entirely, anyway.” Danny sat down on his bed and Wes followed, and after taking a moment to triple check that Vlad’s bugs weren’t in his room with another wave of energy, Danny told Wes the story of the Accident. It was a short story, but he was slow about it. He’d never really discussed it with anyone, Sam and Tucker just sort of knew better than to bring it up and Jazz probably thought he’d tell her himself in his own time. By the time he finished, Wes looked almost as uncomfortable with the situation as Danny felt. “You know, not to sound like a cheesy 90’s cartoon character but this is why you shouldn’t give in to peer pressure.” Danny snorted and laughed at that, and Wes grinned even when Danny elbowed him. “Ok, so I’m putting together that you did a bunch of dumb shit and found yourself decided to be a superhero. What the fuck was up with the dog, or the mayor getting kidnapped? Your eyes were fuckin red when you stole a bunch of shit that one time too.” “Ok in order of what all happened: Axiom labs euthanized their guard dogs and one of them came looking for his squeaky toy but forgot where it was and no matter how many times I shoved Cujo back into the portal-” “ Cujo ?” Wes snorted and ruffled Danny’s hair. “Have you been reading the stuff Sam gives you or did your emo phase just never really end? You have the emo bangs.” “I do not!” Danny huffed, running a hand through his curly hair that, well, Wes couldn’t really ruin a mess, could he? “You’re the one with actual bangs, sasquatch hunter.” “Acknowledging that Big Foot is real doesn’t mean I’m gonna go and shoot it.” Wes crossed his arms and rested them on Danny’s head. “By the way, any idea when that growth spurt is due?” “Bold words for someone with his shins within targeting range.” “I can and will put you in a headlock Astroboy.” “I can slam dunk you through a hoop like your precious balls.” Wes said nothing to this and simply leaned more onto Danny’s head. “If I snap my neck because of you I’m suing. Anyway no matter how often I yeeted Cujo back into the Ghost Zone-” “I beg of you to call it something cooler. Call it the afterlife even, just. Please.” “He just kept digging his way out. So, I looked at his tag, saw that he came from Axiom, and we ended up in there, while getting shot at by the Red Huntress-” “Valerie, right?” “H-” “She appeared as the Huntress literally the same time the dog shit was happening, and I am getting increasingly worried that no one has noticed that she sounds the same in her Red Huntress suit as she does in the Nasty Burger mascot suit.” Wes dropped his arms to Danny’s shoulder, but still rested his chin in his hair, humming loudly. Danny slid into that spot between and snorted when Wes fell onto the bed. “I can’t tell you how pissed she was that I outed her to her dad about being the Huntress so that she wouldn’t get herself killed fighting Pariah Dark. Pretty sure if you tell her or anyone else about that, she’ll shoot you.” “I mean, it’d probably get her swarmed by so much hostility she stops shooting at you, so that’d be a plus. I’d just come back and bug you anyway.” “You’re a jerk, but I guess you’re alright.” Danny flopped back. “The mayor thing was a ghost, this douche bag prison warden named Walker in the GZ who decided that since I broke out of his prison I owe him over a thousand years and he’d make my home a prison instead.” Wes stared at him, clasped his hands flat against each other, and took a deep breath. “There are so many things wrong in that sentence. Why were you in ghost prison?” “I did ghost crimes.” Wes looked and sounded like he was in some deal of pain, and Danny couldn’t help but grin. “Dad’s anniversary present for Mom fell through the portal while I was cleaning up by shooting things into their proper place,” he covered Wes’ mouth as he opened it, “and so I flew in after it, but it was a ‘real world item’ as though the Ghost Zone is fake somehow, and that was ‘Against The Rules’ according to Walker.” Danny rolled his eyes. “I got the present out and back to Dad but I had to like, get to him at your mom’s place.” “Did you fly all the way from Minnesota to Arkansas for a present?” “Arcturus, no, not with my powers.” Danny laughed, laying back on his bed. “That’d take me like, 8 hours at top speed. No, I used the Speeder.” “Have you modified it to get into space?” “Not yet.” “Do you have permission to mod it for space travel?” “Do I have permission to be dead?” “Touche.” “Anyway, Walker is stronger than me, even when possessing a human, so when all eyes and cameras were on me he possessed the mayor and dragged me back inside to make it look like I was dragging him in. Whole invasion was his idea.” “Danny?” “And then with the robberies when my eyes were red, did you know about Circus Gothica? Cause me and some other ghosts were under the control of the ring master of the circus, Freakshow, who had this freakin crystal ball thing that could control ghosts attached to his staff. It shattered after a very long fall, thank Astrea.” “That’s really fucked up. You’ve had a fucked up life.” “Yeah.” Danny shrugged. “I guess I have.” “Know what’s more fucked up about this?” Wes had a too big grin on his face and Danny narrowed his eyes. “Do you remember my mom’s last name?” “Wal..ker… no. ” The two of them were thundering down the stairs in seconds, Danny half shouting in the livingroom. “ Mom was your dad, by chance, a law enforcement officer, or jail warden or something?” Mom looked up at him from the staff she was tinkering with on the table - note to self, sterilize the table before dinner - and blinked at him a couple of times before smiling and nodding. “Why yes, he did. Warden James Lamont Walker ran the Spittoon prison when he was alive. He was a good man, if a bit strict.  To my and Alicia’s fury and grief he was murdered during a prison break.” Mom stared off in the distance, the air around her curling with a dark cold that Danny was sure only he could see. Then she softened up a bit and smiled softly at them. “Why?” “No reason, auntie, I was just curious about something and Danny thought we should ask you.” Wes played with the hem of his shirt while maintaining eye contact and Danny wondered if he had a tell for awkwardness like that. Then he realized he was rubbing the back of his neck. “Do you have any pictures of him?” “Oh, yes! They’re in the shed! My boxes are actually labelled.” “Uh oh, careful, Dad might hear of organization and come to tear it up,” Danny said with a laugh, half dragging Wes out the back door. When they were out of his mom’s considerable ear shot, Danny said softly, but with feeling, “Fuck.” “Got locked up by grandpa, huh? That’s like, the worst way to get grounded ever .” Wes snickered and watched Danny run-walk up to the shed, hand glowing so softly you could only see it by staring directly at it as he turned the knob. “There are odds, slim ones, that this is a whole different Walker. It might even be his first name.” “Who the hell names their kid Walker?” “Walter, Wayne and Wesley Weston.” “Alright then.” For a few minutes the two of them searched through the mess known as the Fenton Family Shed for a box with a label neither had thought to ask for. Eventually, they found one labeled Scrapbooks and carefully eased it out of the mess of it all. “Y’knonw, Danny,” Wes said as they opened the box and started flipping through scrapbooks with just enough care not to damage them. “I’m feelin kinda good about investigating a ghost with you. Is this how it is with you n your boyfriend and best friend?” Danny almost tore a page out, turning to stare at Wes. He must’ve felt the temperature drop for a second because he looked up with a raised brow. “What?” “Boyfriend?” “Tucker. Tucker Foley.” Danny’s jaw dropped and Wes’ confusion morphed into a shit eating grin. “You know, Tucker spends most of his time with you Foley? The one you build shit with all the time? The nerd that you get sick in sync with? I’ve seen you lose a pencil and then he puts one behind your ear while you look for the one you lost. You made him a custom gaming computer disguised as a console.” Danny’s face burned red as a tomato at this point and he shoved Wes. “Shut up I’m not dating Tucker!” “I have to ask Jazz about this now, you’re killing me.” Wes snorted and flipped a page. He blinked down at the scrapbook and pointed at a picture. “James Walker. This look anything like him?” Danny took the book and looked at the picture. Looked at the several pictures of the man with his daughters, wearing a black pinstriped suit in a handful of them. And he let out a long, loud groan. “I hate this week, I hate it so much.” Wes started cackling and Danny scowled. “That reminds me.” He kicked Wes in the shins and grinned. “Much better. Also, Wes, I gotta tell you. I’m not one of a kind, as far as my living status goes.” “Oh what, there’s another Schrodinger’s little shit flying around out there?” Wes rubbed his ankle and hissed. “Well, you didn’t hear it from me, but that fruitloop we call a mayor may have been elected because he possessed literally everyone that was voting.” Wes went silent and stared at him, and Danny nodded. “Think you can pester him instead of me? He wants to kill Dad and thinks that he can get Mom if he does that.” “Danny. My Dad works for Masters.” “This puts you in the perfect position to mess with him, I say. Just act like you’re there to see your dad.” “You oblivious asshole. I fuckin love you, cous.” “Same here, skyscraper.”

[macgyvertape]

50 or so hours into Cyberpunk 2077

This should be roughly the correct amount of time, ive been leaving the game running as I get up to get food or do stretches. Quests are roughly in order I did them

non spoilers above cut:

 i haven't found a single hat/helmet i like, and since you can't hide them I just am not wearing any. It matters that much.

I posted the other day about bugs, every few hours I play I find new bugs. some require me to go back and reload a save others I honestly can’t tell if it’s a bug or just really poor development

there are several perks that don’t quite do what the description says, like the Anamesis perk. Based on reddit and trying it out it seems to just not do anything.

sometimes in car chase segments the passenger will say “look out” as cars spawn in my path and hit me. Can’t tell if that was deliberate or a pop in issue

Yeah I’ve just totally given up on doing pacifist things unless required by a mission. Given up on doing stealth too unless a mission objective, except for sneaking around to set up a fight.

:readmore:

the delemain car quest is fun. From the shock of the one going "beep beep motherfucker" and doing a hit and run to start it off, to the GLADOS car i see a lot of people talking about. It was fun to explore the city when i might have missed places like the landfill apparently there is follow up on T-bug's death if you go back to the quick hack shop in Kabuki. It's not much but better than nothing I made the pass with Panam of "what if the room just had one bed". I know she won't do a wlw romance, which is fine since I wouldn’t have chosen her.  I enjoy her as a character, don’t get me wrong, my V considers her as a friend, but it seems like theres always drama going on which would be tiring. I would have gone for a fling, i like her leotard-pants combo with all the straps

but also her questline was buggy as hell. Multiple cases of having to reload due to clipping into objects, including her in a driving section, or just insta-dying when collision physics with some rocks broke "your neural network can no longer function independantly of the chip" me slapping my desk: s y m b i o te!!! come on lets have some s y m b i o s i s

in the scene with hellman i really liked how Johnny moved around the room. It made him feel like he was really there. it was hard to follow the convo as I left the room, i would not have understood it without subtitles. But i guess Takemura fucking waterboarded hellman. :|

lol I hope the dialogue is different b/c i refuse to smoke for Johnny

i am level 18 and still can't beat the first opponents in the fist fighting quest. ffs

I looked up the romances options so I went to do the I fought the law quest as soon as i got it. ACAB, but like I literally just met River Ward 2 minutes ago, and I really like him. His earring and cyborg eye, his big fluffy coat. I'm definitely gonna sleep with him Ok i like how when River Ward is dealing with the tiger claws if you interject it leads to a fight. It goes better if you follow his instructions and let him deal with it. Seriously I enjoy that sometimes its good to not pick a dialogue choice.

during the red queen club part, there was no dialogue over the phone. So i reloaded a save and got myself spotted and attacked. Then River showed up to help me <3 and it was more enjoyable having him there. I honestly am not sure if him not going to the club level is bug or not.

then uuuuuugh the worst of irl police "cops are my family" from Detective Han. Again ACAB "FRATERNITY OF CITY COPS RESEMBLES A [Nomad] CLAN NOT AT ALL" ok a few minutes ago i was complaining about bugs, but the character modeling in this game is good (when they're there). You can see body posture, characters jiggle their legs when they are nervous. Like I though character A was just throwing a cigarette on the ground, but then character B flinches back; I realize Char A threw it at B as a fuck you

I'm honestly curious if "I fought the Law" quest will have any impact later on. My choices were that I thought there was more going on than Holt being the only person behind this (based on how complicated the main questline heist is, and keeping an eye on some of the in game news), and told him not to take it to internal affairs, and I loved his response of how he doesn't give a shit what we think, he's doing it anyway.

In the elevator to report in, Johnny said "this muck is deeper than you think, tell them nothing", so i just said that the case was complicated. anyway i love how much of a sarcastic asshole V is

I thought i was being nonlethal with the monk quest, but it seems i accidently killed someone. RIP, but thats kind of the problem with this game. Like when i do the non lethal cyberpychosis quests I equip my non lethal modded gun and hope for the est. I like how a go here kill things quest led to Charles the ripperdoc. He's getting all his parts from scav gang members so I felt obligated to take him out. I got a police bounty for it but w/e.

I merged the Delemain fragments with the whole. Guess he's the meta now. (Side note: some of my favorite rvb fanfic plots are Ai consiousness/memory merging with the humans, so I’m having fun with this game and look foward to introspective fanfic)

Honestly Jonny made some good points, the fragments didn't deserve to die; but also destroying the core and freeing the fragments, they couldn't really function alone.

I was able to rescue Saul fine with stealth. Using cameras and the synapse overload really made it easy.  Can't use the sniper rifle reward b/c I don't have the stats for it, and while it has a silencer the fact that it's a ricochette weapon and not a shoot through walls weapons, makes it not as good imo; and theres a legendary one that is stats free for only 100k.

Lol made a pass again at Panam, and she immediately shut me down. I then did Mitch's quest and I love every time someone tells V they area  good person.

I hacked the operation carpe noctem shard, and wow the corporations are using ai to make people have cyberpsychosis, or something like that. What a shocker /s, I've played Deus Ex HR before

lol driving through the unifinished interstate, past the fight from Panam's first quest I found a "batcave" with a very nice car, and a manifesto written by "muckman'. But here's my complaint about the loot, there is a legendary top, but it had 16 armor. My current top has 84 armor, like why would i switch?? then later i found a bunker with soviet spies in it. Wild

Doing River's second quest, love the timing of as soon as you ask, why are we breaking in, someone shows up to tell you he got kicked off the force. It's funny how Johnny comments how maybe River's into you, and V just doubts Johnny's words. Love how the first kid asks River if I'm his girlfriend. also wow like oof both the second parts of Judy and River's quest are SUPER fucked UP!! oof like i stopped doing first person mode on the braindances for those quests as soon as i could, just made me too uncomfortable seeing that in first person.

DRIVING IN THE GAME IS BAD! nowhere is it more apparent than the sinnerman quest, which took me 3 times to get the driving section done, as cars spawned out of nowhere to hit me. Then when you restart, there is a bunch of dialogue it doesn't let you fast forward through. The rest of the Sinnerman questline is interesting. My V took every option to tell the dude that he was messed up, and what he was doing was wrong. idk, I was surprised how much dialogue there was that let you buy into his whole "forgiveness thing" and how there wasn't any real dialogue to call him the fuck out, that in seeking forgiveness he continues to do harm both emotional to the mother of the man he killed, but also that he got the husband killed via cop. The later follow up quest, I told him that what he is doing is crazy, studio is just going to profit off this vid. Then I refused to join him prayer, and told him fuck no i wasn't going to hammer him to the cross, or even watch. Yes, the man is scared of dying, and the corporation is exploiting him, but he keeps creating burdens for others.  I think the discussion on this quest will be interesting to read, it's definitely my own personal experience with religion coloring my view. Anyway back to a main quest, yeah i don't trust Placide, especially in that scene where he grabs my hand, then jacks in. I ran off to do most of the sidequests here and got some criticism from him. I do love how in the cinema the western movie switches to a mission brief as the netwatch agent talks. its a fun enviromental detail.  I took the netwatch offer, i don't think he's being fully honest with me, but he didn't put a virus in my head. As I told Placide later, I didn't pick a side. I like how you can then talk with the agent, who is a fan of Western movies, b/c they show "a simpler time where all good guys carry badges" :eyeroll:, and then V recommends Unforgiven, which from the wiki summary goes against that theme.

Looks like the Voodoo boys all got killed by Netwatch, but I as revenge for them trying to set me up I'm fine with it. Honestly after speaking with ai!Alt I don’t believe their plan of trying to be on good relations with AI would work. 

doing the johnny flashback 2, and wow Johnny really is an asshole. Like I had gotten so used to him in side missions I forgot how self centered and unlikable he was.You constantly get prompts to drink or do drugs, which I ignored. But i do love the goth/punk love Rogue and others have.

lol i called it, when Hellman said that the engram would seek to override the host, put V on the engram. I really like how as the relic malfunctions, you wind up in the chair with a cigarette, which you can either smoke and say you are turning into Johnny or throw away. My dialogue "your problem is the ends justify the means", which is true!!! He and Rogue detonated a nuke downtown, does anyone know that, and like ask Rogue about it????

(Funny you can ask Rouge about Johnny silverhand, over the phone, then the game bugs out and spawns her npc where you are. She doens't say much about the nuke, but she does say no one trusts you for jobs). The line of no one trusting you for jobs is pretty funny at level 46 street cred where im at “respected” status. really loving the family atmosphere at River's 3rd quest. Also his big strong arms, and the fact he is no longer a cop. I totally let the kids win, and wow the family dinner where they GRILL YOU over the relationship and try to set the two of you up, then the water tower scene!!!!! I don't love the first person sex cutscenes but they do have personality. I'm glad afterwards you got to tell River about the biochip and that you might die. Because he's so far removed from your personal plot. So I took that option to back out of a relationship.

I do love that you wake up with "river's tanktop" that says "fuck the police" It actually has extremely good armor stats, so thats what I'll wear now.

panam 3rd quest, when shes like why did you help me, I'm like "because it's important to you". Basically the closest you can get to "when a friend asks for help you help them", which as an ex-nomad backstory I really choose the nomad options when ever i can Paralezes quest part 2! I love the piano song but I always think of it as ocean's 11 music. It's also fun to see the computer and see Judy recommended you for the first quest. The emails talk about "forgetting" to hire a staffer, on the balocony a strange antennia was scannable, the color of the roses was remembered wrong...  lol guess i was right with those giant wall screens. Its fun environmental details that spell things out before you can notice, and it ties into some other quests where people's behavior is being altered. Actually, this quest "Dream On" I love it! For a while I've been like "wheres the illuminati conspiracy! Here it IS! I chose to follow Elisabeth's wishes and not tell her husband he was being brainwashed. In best case they program him to forget again, in worst case he ends up dead. The gaslighting Elisabeth described is CHILLING, her husband describes a vacation she can't remember and she doesn't know whose memories have been messed with. On your way to the plaza you get a call from someone/something that says the know exactly WHAT you are, any you black out!!! It's such a great feeling of helplessness that you're just one person in a world so big that you can't fight every power. As Johnny said, could be a corporation, could be a rogue ai, either way Jefferson is fucked (and so are you).

[totaldramafan-lauri]

So.....I wasn’t originally gonna share this, but eh.......

On top of Eurovision, I’ve also been really into Friday Night Funkin’ recently thanks to a friend of mine introducing me to it.....and its plethora of popular mods. In particular, there was one mod that caught my attention....a-and....well.....h-hasn’t let it go yet......Mainly there’s this one really cool character that’s been on my mind a lot, so.....

S-so, I uh.....made an OC. A-and....I wrote a profile for her yesterday....

I-I guess I’ll share this, cuz I feel like there.....might be a possibility that I’ll do something with her in the future? Cuz I do have some story ideas.....I-it’s just a matter of finding the confidence to get back into writing.....I-I dunno if it’ll happen, but it might.

I-it’s kinda....embarrassing, tho....I-it’s been a while since I’ve made an OC purely to be a....well, simp, but here we are.....>//////>

(Also, the picture below is NOT drawn by me. I’m not an artist. It was drawn by the same friend.)

Name: Lina (she doesn't remember her last name...or her original first name for that matter) Height: 5'2" Quotes: "I-I'm sorry!" "Ms. Sarvente would know what to do...." "I hope I don't forget what happened today..." "D-don't look, please..." "W-were you listening? O-oh gosh- uh-" Age: In the 20s range Eye Color: White (in another art style, her eyes would be purple) Hair: Black, waist-length, pretty thick, and usually pretty messy due to her not having the energy to brush it all (she usually makes some kind of effort before going to the church, but it's not a lot) Build(Body Type/Shape/Any Scars Or Markings): Pretty thin. Not stick thin, though, as she does have curves and a pretty decent chest size (that she hides under her sweatshirt most of the time), but she's still pretty thin. She doesn't eat as much as she should. Normal Outfit(The clothes they most commonly wear): A baggy baby blue sweatshirt with a simple sleeveless pink dress underneath, and a matching pink scarf. Knee-high white socks and baby blue slip-on shoes. When it's really warm out, or when she's lounging at home, she'll take off the sweatshirt and scarf and just wear her dress, but most of the time she likes being covered. It makes her feel safe. General Personality: Lina is a very timid, shy woman who is scared of opening up and spilling her feelings out to people, not wanting to be a burden. She has really bad social anxiety, but attempts to be kind and polite to people, even with her lack of experience in social situations. She's always carrying a notebook with her, writing in it frequently. Most of the time, she's very quiet, but when she gets riled up or excited about something, she can talk more than you think. However, she has a tendency to stutter and stumble over her words a lot, especially when anxious or flustered. Her anxiety is bad enough that she hates asking people for things and is scared to draw too much attention to herself (due to awkward experiences with her roommate). She looks up to Sarvente and wishes she could be like her, and loves helping her whenever she can, liking the feeling of being useful (and, although she'll never admit it, to catch glimpses of Ruv). In her writing, she shows a more poetic, hopeless romantic side to her that she's too embarrassed to share, spilling it out into the lyrics she writes. She also uses her writing to vent the feelings she's too terrified to share with the world - her infatuation with Ruv, her feelings of jealousy towards Sarvente, her want and desire to become someone she can never be. She hates her feelings, and she's scared of her feelings.... Other random facts: -Lina is so bothered by her unknown past that she's absolutely terrified of forgetting things. This is the reason why she kept carrying around notebooks. She's been doing this for so long that if she's ever separated from her current notebook, she'll have an anxiety attack. -She's currently unemployed, but is able to continue living with her roommate as long as she takes care of the house. She's flat broke most of the time, only being leant money for her writing, so she doesn't have a phone. She only eats when her roommate does, but on the rare occasion she has extra money, she'll treat herself. -Like all FNF characters, Lina is musically talented - she writes songs (although she hasn't shared them), and she can sing decently well. She's scared of singing in front of others, but does it to herself all the time. However, she has very little experience with RAPPING specifically, making her a pretty easy opponent. -Her favorite colors are pastels, especially blues and pinks. -Besides going to the church on Sunday, she doesn't have much of a schedule, mainly just being alone in the house on most days. -She has a MAJOR weakness for cats. If she sees a cat, she'll immediately go to watch or pet it. Cats are the easiest way to make her smile. -She's normally pretty clumsy, and not physically strong at ALL. She can handle housework just fine, but not heavy lifting. She also can't cook at ALL. Please help her, the woman's a mess -Despite attending church, she's mostly agnostic. She mainly goes just to hang in the back of a side isle and watch Sarvente and Ruv. -Lina doesn't know that Sarvente is a demon, seeing her as a normal nun like the rest of the public. She's also unaware that Ruv is a criminal. -While she's talked with Sarv, she's never spoken directly to Ruv, being too nervous to. He's looked at her a few times, and that's been enough to send her into a frenzy. Likes: Music, writing, feeling useful, inspiration, being at the church, seeing Ruv, when people are nice to her, cats, pastel colors, sunny days, the rare times she's proud of something she wrote, pizza (she associates it with her roommate being nice to her, so it's her favorite food) Dislikes: Forgetting things, being put on the spot, loud noises (like thunder), large crowds, asking for things, being seen crying, when people ask to see her writing, whenever she feels jealous of Sarvente, embarrassing herself in front of Ruv, her body Powers/Skills: No powers. She's a normal human. Skills, however....she can write poetry and music, she can sing, and she's a pretty smart thinker when she's not stressed. Weapons: None Backstory: Lina was found at the site of a horrible accident by the person who would become her roommate, who felt sorry for her and took her in. She had no memory of her life before the accident, being left a scared woman with no past...a blank slate.

At first, she was a wreck, understandably. She tried desperately to remember her past, but nothing worked. Even as she settled into her new life, the fact that she couldn't remember who she was ate away at her day in and day out. Feeling sorry for her, her roommate gave her a notebook to make notes in. Lina found that that helped a lot, and discovered how much she loved writing.

Over time, her roommate started becoming apathetic toward the little "freeloader", and a deal was made so that she could continue living with them until she could somehow get a job: she was to clean and watch the tiny house while they were away at work. She didn't mind this deal since it made her feel less guilty. During her free time, Lina also discovered her love of music, and began singing to herself while alone.

She eventually accepted the fact that she may never remember her past, but at least she can try her hardest to make sure she never forgets again. She began carrying a notebook with her wherever she went, and continues to store all her old notebooks in her room. She never throws any page away.

She records everything: her thoughts, her plans, everything noteworthy that happens to her, and every lyric she thinks of. She finds it relaxing to spill her heart onto the pages, so no one will ever hear her say them....this is especially true after she meets THEM. After meeting Sarvente one day, Lina is invited to join a church. She's unsure at first, but decides to go. And that's where it all began....she met Ruv (well...more like she saw him talking to Sarv), and immediately took to him. Tall, stoic, intimidating...and yet, Lina could see a softness in him whenever he was with Sarvente. She wished she could meet someone like that....someone strong, who could protect her and keep her safe...

And over time, she realized that she couldn't get him off her mind. As if...she was fixated on him. She found herself writing about him a lot. And then she realized that she was very rapidly developing a crush on the man. Being unable to remember what a crush feels like, it was a lot to adjust to at once, but she found herself really liking the feeling....that is, until she realized that she could never hope to achieve the same closeness to him that Sarvente has. She wished she was like Sarvente....

...She realized that she had become jealous of someone who had only ever been kind to her. And she hated it. So, Lina hid her feelings away once again.

Currently, Lina visits the church every week. She's always the first to arrive, and the last to leave. Even when people come and go, she always sits in the back of one of the side isles, writing away in her notebook. She simply likes the feeling of being in the church. The safe atmosphere, Sarvente's kindness, and the possibility of seeing HIM. Sarvente has noticed how long Lina stays for, and sometimes asks her for volunteer work, which she's happy to provide. However, although Sarvente is happy to have a regular visitor, she also doesn't take Lina very seriously, talking to her as if she was a child due to her appearance (if she HAS caught on to Lina's crush on Ruv, she hasn't said anything because of this). "Oh, little Lina, you're so cute!" Lina doesn't mind the headpats and squeals, but has a hard time believing that she's "cute" in any way. Lina looks up to Sarvente, treating her with a lot of respect, calling her "Ms. Sarvente". Sarvente calls Lina "little Lina". Lina likes helping out, but...she also often feels insecure and inadequate due to constantly comparing herself to Sarvente.

One day, after the church closes and Lina is on her way out the door, she runs into someone who Sarvente had a recent tussle with...a guy with blue hair.

(There she is, the tiny pastel nerd.....seriouslyIlovethispiceeeeeeeeebigthankstomyfriendfordesigningheroutfit)