#oh puppet event i love u

[cerealmonster15]

CAYTOBER DAY 24 CATEGORY 5 SLAY MOMENT!!!!!!

[nanoland]

ofmd s2 incoherent rambling ahoy: about tealoranges

ok so.

i get it.

i get why jim and oluwande didn't leap back into one another's arms upon reuniting.

see. at the end of s1, the show did what i in hindsight think was kind of a stupid thing. it had THREE couples. and it separated ALL of them.

and i suspect the thinking went 'well we can't have all three couples reunite at the same time when the crews meet up again! that'll be repetitive and boring!'

and that's fair. it would be.

(which is why separating all three couples was stupid)

so they decided to have three DIFFERENT reunions:

Ed and Stede, a troubled, stormy, hugely passionate reunion, epic romance, merman etc

Lucius and Peter, a rocky but much less volatile 'oh thank god you're alive! marry me!' reunion

and Jim and Oluwande, a super chill 'oh hey, missed you' type reunion, where the separation ended up undoing the relationship

if you're going to have 3 similar story events occur at the same time (which.... you shouldn't, but if that's the corner you've written yourself into), then you want those 3 events to be as dissimilar as possible.

i get it.

here's what i would have done instead:

swap J+O with L+P

because J+O are the more interesting relationship; the one s1 spent more time getting us invested in. it makes sense that it should continue, or at LEAST get a big, heartbreaking ending, instead of them basically breaking up offscreen. imo THEY should have been the couple that got married in s2! that seems obvious to me!

and L+P..... well, i like em, they're cute, but like, a. the audience is naturally less invested in them because we didn't see them get together, b. 'we don't own each other' but suddenly they're monogamously married eh?? and c. lucius on the whole didn't work in s2.

see

it really

reallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllly

wasn't a good idea to have Lucius be horribly abused in his time separated from the crew and then profoundly traumatised. it wasn't, i'm sorry. it wasn't treated seriously or respectfully, it had no lasting ramifications, and it doesn't fit his character's core comedic role which is to be a chill lazy cute lil bitch who sucks at pirating

s2 lucius is not fun to watch. he's angsty and despondent. which would be fine if his story was going to be treated properly as a story of overcoming trauma, but it's not, at all. so watching him just makes me sad and grumpy.

but JIM?

Jim's core comedic role has, from the start, been The Serious One with the Big Dramatic Quest!

give JIM the rocky, passionate reunion! let Oluwande leap into Jim's arms! let Jim be angsty and recover! let Jim propose marriage!

doesn't that fit much better? and Jim's already gone through the trauma of Blackbeard so, like, we can have J+O be The Overcoming Recent Trauma Couple to E+S's Overcoming Old Trauma Couple, and then we can have L+P just being easygoing once-lovers like 'oh hey it's you! <3 still wanna date? nah? ok, cool, love u <3'

and it'll be fine because Lucius doesn't need a wedding to fix his psychological wounds because - BECAUSE - because because because ACTUALLY this is all actually a sneaky way for me to suggest that we COMPLETELY CUT the shit Lucius went through!

all of it!

completely!

hand puppet joke? hand puppet nope! didn't happen!

he fell overboard, he was picked up by Zheng's ship, he's been chilling with Auntie this entire time! yay!

...... yeah so i guess this has now kinda turned into me rambling about how i'd rewrite the whole season huh :/

(but like, again, the ease with which the story could have just had Lucius go from 'thrown overboard' to 'chilling with Auntie'?? IT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO EASY? why include The Horrors at all? what do they add??? all they amount to in the end is one more reason for Lucius and the crew to hate Ed, which, a. THEY ALREADY HAVE TEN MILLION REASONS TO HATE ED and b. if you want them to be Ed's FAMILY by the end of the season maybe you want to start CUTTING BACK on reasons to hate him!)

[cherubinym]

im curious abt how you interpret eden and the creation sisters, considering we hardly know of those four at all! (by the way i really loved your contributions towards spacea and tiempas redesigns, that art looks really nice :D). what are their personalities like?

First of all thank u qvq

I really like designing,,, and for fun facts the original concept designs were actually just redraws of fanart I did for them like a couple years back. At first anyway jhbsjbhsbjhsj

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Eden first, since they're rather simple.

In the Timebreak rp scene? There's a severe Lack of Kieran and Clear (we've had players of them before but they've disappeared or gone inactive/haven't been involved in the main au.)

How it goes is; they've managed to 'recreate' well- at least an Eden lookalike. Data and such wise, this Eden basically has to start from scratch with collection, save for whatever was still in the system. "Memories" for them are limited. Save for a friend's OC whom is also a MysFigure.

They're very friendly, in an unnerving way. They have such a peppy and happy attitude to the point where some can say it feels unnatural. Pokemon especially with good intiuition; (ex. Delpha), can see through this facade.

Until they can 'recreate' their partners, they're basically forced to solo-handle a lot of the MF main story stuff. Very charismatic, very good at manipulation.

Their disguise is as a Professor at Axis High, in which they use their position to monitor the students and alumni that are league leaders + have secure access to the Axis High Labs and Platinum component.

... The Puppet Master thing in this AU seems very complicated and probably would have its own post if anything jbhsjbhsbhjsbj.

They prefer to get literally any work or situation done with any means But fighting. The more compliant the person they need is, the easier it is. The less risk taken, the better.

(Sylveon, Lucario-Mega, Leavanny*, Blacephalon, Crobat, Silvally-???)

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Now the Creation Sisters--- WELL. A lot of their (Spacea and Tiempa's) stuff is referenced from canon events, of course. But I also took a bite out of the Wispy Ruins Chest Quest + Lost Castle Lore and used THAT in a bunch of stuff.

Griselda is still a worm, just as in canon. That much is fair lol. Unlike her sisters, she can't really turn "human" again yet, but I do have a human design for her (based off her ingame sprites.)

The key difference here is that she is still PRESENT with Geara past Valor-- in her own way anyways. She's still doing whatever the fuck she wants. But this makes things... hm. Fun I suppose. She purposely interferes with stuff Spacea and Tiempa try to do-- mostly out of spite. She does a lot of things out of Spite, actually. Like adopting a new family because her old ones poisoned her. Normal Thursday, you know.

Speaking of that, she has her own Pokemon team... even though she's one herself. Her Mega is a Gengar, which is the evolved form of the Gastly from the Wispy Ruins Chest Quest, whom is her daughter who was turned into a Pokemon as punishment.

( GMega Gengar, Mimikyu, [GIRATINA], Beheeyem-Crest, Dusknoir-Crest, Spiritomb-Crest, Dragapult (LAUNCH THE CHILDREN.))

So yeah. She's still very snappy, even towards those she "seems" more compassionate about. On the Geara part, you're best bet is asking Geara's mun for that side of the story <3

... Now considering this place is called TIMEbreak, Tiempa has her hands full with Many things. The Stormchasers are certainly still a thing, and oh boy is shit going to go down later. We're still in like, late Chapter 9, or early Chapter 10 time wise I think. Their time will come soon.

Yeah, Spacea still exists too. Same vein of stuff. Those two pretty much have the same personalities as ingame, except now they're more pissed off with how much stuff has been going off the rails.

Tiempa is the quiet mean one. Spacea is the loud mean one. What more can I say without spoiling PLANS

(Chat they still don't know Jenner is alive again-)

[ezkezpez]

i don't know if this is a weird ask, but how did you develop your style? it's so beautiful and very well suited to illustration so i'm excited to hear you're designing a copy of dracula. it's a style that inspires me so i was wondering how you arrived at it? thanks for taking the time to answer if u do and have a good day :)

Oh my goodness hi! Thank you so much it means a lot to hear you like my illustrations! Thank you for being so sweet, I dont think its a weird question at all! It will be a long answer though!

So just to preface I want to say that I dont Feel like I have a super distinctive style myself but that might be because I can see behind the curtain to where I pulled my inspiration from, I still feel I have a long way to go development wise.

With that said, a lot of my inspiration comes from books i read growing up, especially the illuatrations from A Series Of Unfortunate Events, and mid century books like The Wind On The Moon. The hatching and pencil lines of ASOUE, especially.

Like most little goth baby bats, I was a big fan of Tim Burton (not so much now but definitely his earlier stuff) and I actually have a copy of his poetry book The Melancholy Tales of Oyster Boy, which is all illustrated by Burton himself. Not to mention his stop motion films. I think the way I draw hands especially is bourne from his thin lines and the kind of hesitant energy I always felt in his work (stupid art student thing to say I know but true none the less). And the amount of time I spent as a teen emulating his style had to have rubbed off somewhere!

Speaking of styles I loved as a teen, la chapeliere folle on deviantart was a MAJOR point of reference, and the hatching I still use in dark areas is directly pulled from their work. I adored it.

Recently the illustrations of Abigail Larson have been a big source of inspiration. And Eliot Baum (both of whom are on tumblr! Go check them out!!)

Other than that I love set design, and Wes Anderson films, art nouveau posters, puppetry (yes the muppets but also stage puppets especially the death puppet from a christmas carol -yell if you want images included) and that usually informs my composition choices. That and my deep love of parallels and symmetry!

Inspiration comes from so many mediums its just a matter of finding how you want to apply it. I'm currently struggling to draw sheer fabric and am looking at black and white photography of plants to help me!

Developing my style to its current look has been constantly drawing from and practicing details and studies from all of these points and more (but I'll cut myself off here so I don't ramble any further lol). Studies especially, particularly from life are very good for finding personal style and flair.

If you want any photo references just let me know, I'm always up for talking about art I find interesting!

Again thank you so much for the ask, and enjoy the rest of the week! :)

[diodellet]

finally found the time to binge book 4 of playful land! is it just me or was this also short like book 3 was? hm,,, neways! (thanks mother for coming home with that 10 pull 🤧)

HELP not the other r-cards getting caught immediately after lilia said all that

"what absolute cruelty" says the guy with the cruelest smirk on his smirking smirk (swooning)

"what if we just turn ourselves in" alas the system is heavily rigged against yall

sidenote: the puppet rattling sounds are so pleasing, gives me the pleasant asmr tingles

LEONA AND VIL TRULY ARENT BEATING THE DVORCED PARENTS ALLEGATIONS

back at the whale and the river of fire is not helping my thalassophobia oooo love that rush of primal fear

NOT THE POP MUSIC CLUB LORE IN THE MIDDLE OF DANGER KALIM PLEASE

"wore myself out after a pitched battle" LEONA U FUCKING LIAR LMAOOOO

more of ernesto being 2-faced 😍😍😍 im in loveeeeeee

"taunting is what they thrive on" secondedt

OH NO BEBE KONG GRIM,,,,

shuda known that all that "school's important" stuff was just an appeal to pathos or sumn lmao

offtopic: being told that there's a "real world" irks me so much, like, as if the experiences gained and emotions felt during school isn't real. it just reeks of an excuse to be callous and i will not stand for it hmph.

OH WAIT GINO,,,, BBY,,,,

there's some kind of systemic issues trauma going on here but i must wait until book 5 aaaa

"hes still a bite risk" POTAINA???

VIL 😭😭😭😭ofc he'd take potshots at the event ssrs while hyping himself up as the last companion standing

how is he both girlfailing and girlbossing at the same time i love him so much

"like a certain someone who's closest to kalim, to name one example" SAY HIS NAME!!!! GIVE ME MY JAMIL CRUMBS 👹👹👹👹

actually this back and forth betw ace and kalim is very compelling. i loike it very much, lots to chew on here muehe

NOT EVERYONE VERBALLY HOUNDING ERNESTO I CANTTTT

"i'd never give up just 'cuz a school rejected me" GRIM MY HARDHEADED BABY 😭😭💕💕💕💕💕

NAWW they can't end it there how dare, just after getting a smidge of kalim's panganay-isms

a little worried for how much theyre hyping up this showdown against ernesto and gino but it's fine!! its cool! (none of my questions about the park's magic were answered BUT ITS FINE /seething)

OH I FORGOR PLAYFUL LAND WAS DROPPIN TODAY,,,, HEEEYYYY PAPI ERNESTO (tucks hair between ears) I'M RIGHT HEEEREEEE

[dootdootwriting]

AHHH CONGRATS ON 600!!! I hope you're doing well heehoo and if its okay can i ask for the whole alphabet with scaramouche?:3 (also pls don't overwork yourself jdjajdkdlfmmeis)

600+ event!!

this is my first time writing for scara so i hope i did okay aha,, under the cut for length!

fluff alphabet with scaramouche, gn reader, warning for inazuma quest/scaramouche backstory spoilers!!

why is his name so long

A-Activities (what do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)

- scaramouche isn't super knowledgeable about relationships, so he'll just sort of tentatively ask what you want to do and go along with it (though he might act like it's a stupid idea the whole time). really he doesn't care what he spends his free time on as long as you're a part of it.

B-Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? what do they think is beautiful about them?)

- well first of all, he admires the courage you've got to have to be with him in the first place. other than that, he also loves your smile (but you won't hear him tell you that out loud, unless you're not really asleep when he thinks you are)

C-Comfort (how would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?)

- another thing he's alien to. at first just starts telling you to calm down and is pretty harsh about it. when he realizes this isn't working, he'll reluctantly take you into his arms and start awkwardly patting your head. it's funny how awkward it is and you end up laughing at him about it, which makes him annoyed, but at least now you feel better.

D-Dreams (how do they picture the future with their s/o?)

- scaramouche... either wants you to be by his side as he conquers everything and shows the world just how strong he is, or he wants to do it alone. though it would be much better if you were with him and it makes him sad to think about you not being there in the end.

E-Equal (are they the dominant one in the relationship or rather passive?)

- surprisingly passive, actually. he doesn't really know what he's doing so he lets you make most of the decisions about dates and spending time together. other than that though, he likes to drag you around to do whatever he wants.

F-Fun (what do they do for fun with their s/o? what’s their idea of a fun day out?)

- what's fun? on a day off, scaramouche will wander around and ponder his own existence. you'll have to take him to a market or a park or something so he can actually experience things first - once you do, you'll find he enjoys being alone with you somewhere quiet, where he doesn't have to listen to other people.

G-Gratitude (how grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?)

- doesn't show it, but is definitely grateful, though he also doesn't know just how much of a hassle he can be. scaramouche just sort of assumed love was supposed to be unconditional... but he can tell when he's crossed a line, and he's grateful for you sticking by him despite everything.

H-Honesty (do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)

- obviously the one big secret is how he came into being in the first place, but once he trusts you enough to tell you about his being a puppet and a test, he's in all the way. he hides little things from you before that but once he's told you, you're in it with him forever whether you like it or not, and that means he doesn't keep anything else from you.

I-Inspiration (did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?)

- he's a lot more tolerable around you! you've been approached by fatui officers asking you "how do you do it?" and saying things like "thank you so much i totally thought i was gonna be yelled at today!" somehow you cool off his temper a bit.

J-Jealousy (do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)

- JEALOUS JEALOUS JEALOUS man. he gets jealous so so easily and WILL confront you about it. after a while and once he knows he can trust you he gets jealous less frequently, because he knows you're with him for the long run.

K-Kisses (are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?).

- bad kisser at first because he's probably never been in love before. he gets the hang of it quickly though! your first kiss was because he had to shut you up and he couldn't figure out another way how so he just kissed you. you yelled at him after that.

L-Love confession (how would they confess to their s/o?)

- scaramouche confesses on purpose but in a really weird way. he plans it and everything - he takes you out to see the sunset and brings food (almost like a picnic) but then once he gets to the actual confession it's just like "how dare you do this to me? i stay awake at night thinking of you and somehow you're the most tolerable person i've ever met. childe had the audacity to call it love and to laugh at me so he got what he deserved. if you don't feel the same way i'll punch you too." but he doesn't end up having to punch you, which you're both very glad about.

M-Mornings (what’s it like waking up with them? do they sleep late or wake up before the sun rises?)

- he didn't have a reason to sleep in late until he started sleeping next to you. now he's stuck in his ridiculous sleep schedule so he always wakes up before you. but hey! bonus! now he gets to look at you while you sleep, which for some reason makes him extremely flustered (which is really cute to wake up to).

N-Nicknames (what do they call their s/o?)

- just calls you your name 🧍

O-On cloud nine (what are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)

- when he discovered he was in love he got angry at you. then he realized it wasn't your fault, and, actually, this wasn't such a bad thing. man were you confused though. for a solid week he just yelled at you for no reason. childe guessed correctly when he realized scaramouche's more-unusual-than-usual behavior, but he had the decency to hold his tongue around you.

P-PDA (how are they with PDA? is it fun to them or are they more reserved with their affection?)

- hates pda. will hold your hand and that's it if you try to kiss him in public his face will scrunch up and his ears will pull back instinctively. then he'll avoid you for the rest of the day.

Q-Quirk (some random thing they do when they’re with you for no reason in particular)

- gently taps you at random moments, almost as if he's trying to remind himself that you're here with him.

R-Romance (how romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?)

- scaramouche tries to be romantic? he's doing his best. he tries all the gooey stuff to make you happy like buying you chocolate and giving you stuffed animals but in reality he has little to no tolerance for this kind of thing and you have to reassure him you love him, not the classic romantic things he forces himself to do. after that he stops, which is a huge relief.

S-Support (are they helping their s/o achieve their goals do they believe in them?)

- he's more focused on his own goals and climbing the fatui ladder, but he's also very invested in anything you're attempting to do. wholeheartedly believes in you, whether he outwardly expresses it or not.

T-Thrill (do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship or do they prefer certain routine?)

- scaramouche likes the security of his routine and the place your relationship is at. he gets embarrassed at pretty much any new milestone and needs some time to get to them, and he gets cranky when things change suddenly, so uh. no, he likes it better the way it is with little to no changes.

U-Understanding (how good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

- not very empathetic, but is very understanding. scaramouche lacks the ability to feel how you're feeling (is it because he isn't quite human?), but he does understand how you work and function, and the best ways to treat you depending on your mood.

V-Value (how important is the relationship to them? What is its worth in comparison to other things in their life?).

- since you're so important to him, you're about number two on his list of priorities, maybe almost tied with his work in the fatui. he can't stand people, but you've wormed your way into his heart, so he's not letting you go anytime soon.

W-Wild card (a random fluff headcanon?)

- any time you give him affection he's a little startled at first, but he comes to love it and eventually will ask you for hugs.

X-XOXO (Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)

- yes but ONLY behind closed doors. he's afraid if he so much as looks at you lovingly his underlings will laugh at him, and he definitely can't have that. when you two are alone, however, he absolutely cannot get enough of your touch.

Y- Yearning (how will they cope when they are missing their partner?)

- angry angry angry and makes it everyone's problem. when you get back from your trip the mood is dark and agents are running up to you like you're their savior "OH GOD YOU'RE BACK THANK EVERYTHING PLEASE SAVE US."

Z-Zeal (are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?)

- he would literally kill for you (please tell him not to)

[oogaboogaspookyman]

(intro thingy again)

Mewtwo: what's something that would scare off a burglar?

Adam: nekkid grandma!

Mewtwo: NAKED HUH???

✨Incorrect Quotes from the fam✨

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Adam got drunk.

Adam: all i asked was for a fair day's pay after a fair day's work, and he- kinda got a little angry so- i admit... I kinda got a little angry.

Mewtwo: did you kill him?

Adam: ... What kinda fuckin' animal do you take me for no i didn't kill him!

Mewtwo: aww fuck... *Reliefed*

Adam: but i did kidnap his wife! :D

Mewtwo: OHHH NO-

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Mewtwo: there's nothing worse than people using big words they don't understand.

Mew: i photosynthethize with this.

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Adam: i'm sorry, please talk to me...

Mewtwo:

Adam: hello? World's most amazing person? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure?

Mewtwo: "sorry" doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.

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Teen Aliza: sometimes, i don't realize an event was traumatic until i tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.

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Adam: i typed "bitch" into my GPS and guess what? I'm in your driveway!

Adam's ex-gf:

Adam: vroom vroom, come out already!

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Mew: the energy in the room was pulpable.

Celeste: ... Was what?

Mew: y'know, like orange juice.

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Mewtwo: MEMORY.

MEMORY: Twoey ^v^

Mewtwo: half of me wants to strangle you.

MEMORY: what does the other half want?

Mewtwo: to hit you with a truck.

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Adam: my life isn't as glamorous as my wanted poster makes it look...

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(@xxtc-96xx )

Mewtwo, with a big ouchie in the gut caused by Newtwo: being smart has never stopped me from being a complete freaking idiot.

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Alex, texting Adam: get bell soon.

Alex: wet*

Alex: wep*

Alex: forget it.

Alex: brother you can just die.

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MEMORY at Adam: can i offer you a knife in these trying times?

MEMORY: to the chest, preferably the heart, sometimes the eye.

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Mew: just so you know, it's very muggy outside.

Adam: i swear if i see all our mugs outside-

Mew is sipping from a bowl.

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Adam is playing My Friendly Neighbourhood and is solving the punch card puzzle. (Source: Eddie, Youtube)

Adam: yes, i found the square pizza! Square pizza achieved-

Random puppet falls off the roof.

Adam: AAAAA!!!

Adam, continously shooting at the fallen puppet: ... N FOR "MY NIPPLES JUST GOT HARD", O FOR "OH SHIT", P FOR "PINCHE MADRE", Q FOR "QUIT FUCKING DOING THAT SHIT", R FOR "RRRREPUTA MADRE"

Adam: that just scared the absolute shhhit outta me.

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Mary: gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss- what's the other one?

Adam: there isn't another one, you're crazy.

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You either buy a room or GET OUT!

I thought this was the Clown Motel but a couple of CLOWNS just walked through my door!

Adam: yo what did you say to me, fool? Imma go full mexican on your bitch-ass!

Adam: más te vale que nos des un pinche cuarto ahorita te- aca te tumbo los pinches ojos wey!

Someone tell me what he's saying!

Mary is cracking up.

What the FUCK is he saying?! I don't speak TACO BELL!

Mewtwo: wHEEZE-

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(@the-hydroxian-artblog )

Mary: okay, now for the next step of the recipe-

Mew drops a whole box of soup.

Mary: Ms. Mew why did-

Mew: s a v e u r.

Mary: ... Impressive technique!

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(same guy that made the "saveur" comic)

Teen Aliza, trying to rap: penis serious, penis delirious, go into the woods, call that penis mysterious.

Teen Aliza: penis various, penis h i l a r i o u s, dawn of the age of the penis aquarius.

Teen Aliza: penis ponticulous, penis meticulous, wearing my clown shoes i'm penis ridiculous.

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(@dewwydarts and @pmseymourva for the original thing)

SketchTwo: finally, Safe For Work Tits...

SmileTwo: isn't that kinda your thing?

SketchTwo: ... LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT.

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Celeste is petting Mewtwo on the head, mon's as relaxed as the common cat, she's cracking up because the big man himself is leaning back 'cause of the scratchies.

Suddenly he gets spookt, snaps out of it and gets back up, Celeste loses it.

Mewtwo: Ò//~//Ó

Celeste: you love it, don't you?

Mewtwo: -//~//-

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Mew: if snails are slow, why do they appear when you're not looking? Like- you look behind you and then boom! There's a snail.

Mewtwo: snails are only slow when you're watching.

Adam:

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(@pmseymourva )

Celeste: i'm currently camping and honestly still confused because idk what the fuck I’m supposed to post here, but idc because Adam will read anything if it’s hot enough garbage.

Adam: guess again.

Mewtwo: you read that with your own eyes in order to make that response, Adam. You may not have recorded that for a video, but you read it in your head, and you acknowledged it for all the world to see. You may think you're pulling a fast one, but you've just done the exact thing you were asked to do. You read the post.

Adam: ... Guess i'm Joe Rye The Clown Guy now.

[hee4won]

snow days w/ en- !

requested: no. (requests are open! see rules)

warnings: SWEET SWEET SUPER CUTE LOVELY BOYS

a/n: long time no see besties, a gift from me to you 😈 (all jokes aside i hope you like this okay i think fluff is needed rn, heart you all)

heeseung

this boy loves snow

i am solely basing hee’s off of that one pic of him in the really nice coat out in the snow

bc i’m madly in love with him

anyway HE is the one to excitedly tell you about the snow first

he seems like the type to facetime at night and hang up in the morning (like a virtual sleepover)

continuation under the cut!

esp if he’s too busy to meet with you

and if he wakes up first and you’re still in the call he’ll be like

“baby 🥺 baby 🥺”

😧 you are SLUMPED

“Y/N WAKE UP THERES SNOW”

and THAT gets you up ofc bc he was yelling super loud 😇

so now that you’re up you have approximately hmm let’s see

oh! heeseung is at your door rn.

“good morning baby, it’s time to go to my favorite cafe :]”

“the one you said was perfect for snow days?”

“of course! now get ready” who needs small talk ig

you’re still tired but oh my goodness how could you say no to him

so you wash up and come back out to see hee on the couch looking out the window watching the snow fall

he’s adorable, you’re a simp. simple 😄 (see what i did there)

after the cafe date you guys just do some walking around and take cute pics of and with each other

so lovely <3

jay

jay will use any excuse he can to go shopping

and spoil you ;)

“oh, jay, look it’s snowing!”

he’ll admire the sight with you for a while until a little 💡 goes off in this man’s head

“what material is your coat?” oh boy

“uhhh, idk why?”

“do you think if we take a walk outside you’ll get cold?”

“i mean. . . yeah” AND OFF TO THE MALL U GO!

apparently you need cotton material on the inside and leather on the outside to ensure that your body stays warm

Okay Jay.

so you guys are like, shopping for hours and hours on end

hes making you try things on

after the items have been inspected by the clothing genius ofc

and after 5 hours of shopping you’re like

“jay, i just wanted to make snow ducks but now i think i’m gonna drop dead 🙁”

“okay fine we can check out”

you left with like 10 new additions to your closet and jay left with the pride of feeling like boyfriend of the year

which he is! good for him

oh and you did get to make your snow ducks, okay turn that frown upside down baby

jake

oh my goodness

jake loves snow days for THREE reasons:

cuddle by the fireplace, hot coco, and movies w his baby

you already know that once you see snow falling down you should alr be making your way to jake’s place

he’ll make the boys clear out so he can make a cute little blanket fort

and you bring the marshmallows (or whatever you like in your hot chocolate)

the moment you open the door you’re greeted with a cute jake sitting in front of the fort

he gives you his signature wide smile with a few giggles as he stands up to hug you

a jake sim please and thank you ❤️

you are 100% without a DOUBT watching the wondeful polar express

btw jake is afraid of that one puppet scene (so am i, it’s awful)

so pls hold him super tight

you’ll most likely fall asleep in that position

and of course the boys got pics of it

sunghoon

okay. you guys are finding a skating rink (@hooniee hehe hi bb)

even though it doesn’t have to be cold in order to go to one

he says it just, “feels right”

and if you can’t skate he will most definitely teach you

tries his best to let you go on your own but every time he lets go you go *plop*

he does indeed laugh okay and you can hear him but once you get back up and look at him he’s like

“😐 what” “remember when you said you didn’t need my help”

gosh he’s so annoying but don’t get me wrong

he finds your independence and clumsiness very cute

if you just can’t seem to get the hang of it he’ll take you outside

and you two will just start dancing in the snow

this time both of you end up on your butts

and sunghoon wouldn’t have it any other way

sunoo

he strikes me as the type to go out to eat then go home and cuddle all day

i really don’t think cold weather is his thing so it’ll be a cute date and comfy clothes

so you guys will definitely be going to a bakery to get some sweets

“sunoo, i couldve made us some cookies instead of spending money”

uh. . . whos gonna tell you

“i wanted only the best sweets for my sweet 😊”

very good save, sunoo, very good save

he has matching pajamas for when you get to spend a snow day together

naps naps naps

my goodness someone would think you two haven’t slept in ages the way you’re in that bad

so many cuddles oh wow he’s so warm

best. snow day. ever.

jungwon

you two are jumping like KIDS

which yes once again you kinda are but anyway.

you’re on the way to the store

getting ready to bake some cookies!

playing in the snow on the way

occasionally throwing little snowballs at each other and making snowmen on the sidewalk

“y/n, look! i made a little snow you!”

he even gave it a snow scarf so snow you wouldn’t be cold

HES SO CUTE someone help me

once you guys are back from the store it is time to get your baking on

🧑‍🍳🧑‍🍳 this you?

now i won’t say it was a total disaster

however

for some odd reason you two did not think about going by the recipe 🤔

“just wing it! it can’t be that bad”

it was definitely that bad.

but you two had fun nonetheless and THAT is what matters 🙏

ni-ki

i hope we’re all on the same page when i say

you two are having a snowball fight

any sort of competition thag involves throwing things

it is happening.

snow duel, which the other boys have to call to make sure there is no cheating

snow soccer(?)

the real competition is making sure your snowball is hard enough to withstand being kicked without falling apart

you two are very creative i must say

“RIKI YOU CAN’T THROW IT AT ME IF I’M NOT LOOKING”

“all is fair in love and war.”

“yeah war, NOT snowball fights 😐”

the boys are laughing so hard at the both of you it’s crazy

jake and sunghoon are just sitting and talking like old men saying

“i remember when i was that young”

you guys are barely 20 let’s slow it down okay

overall, super eventful day and you are both passed out in the living room afterwards

how cute

[hanafubukki]

guilty pleasure confession:

This may sound weird but I have this…AU?? Fanfic?? Scenario?? Of twst playing their own game, along w my OC. Like one of the students in Ignihyde created the game and just documents what’s been going on this year. For prosperity, or maybe to get Crowley fired who knows. You can still earn cards and stuff, go through events, etc but yeah. Everyone just relives the mess like a week after each “book” is over. But from different perspectives cuz it’s more like a light novel in this situation? But I like to imagine the chaos that ensues when new cards appear. Like, “oh Leona hates Vil? But why does he have a groovy lvl 80 maxed out bday card??” Or, “quick someone distract Jamil so we can sell some of Kalim’s gold cuz ain’t no way we’re letting Ace’s Groom pass us!!” Everyone wants to be on top of the leaderboard.

I also have this scene where MC has to work at Sam’s on their bday, which is coincidentally when all their primary cards (uniform, gym, lab, robes, and dorm) gets dropped. And it’s just the best worst situation that has ever happened. I’m talking lines that stretch farther than view bc everyone is trying to use all their tokens to get all their cards lol. And MC is all cute and embarrassed like “eh stop flirting, no I won’t give u a bday discount…what do u mean ur only doing this for me…the cards aren’t even special!”

When, in fact, the dorm one Is specially made, 2 strong cosmics (cuz no magic lol) +healing and when they battle, a mini grim appears like a puppet. But everyone is all jealous cuz “how come their paired with Ace/Deuce and not Me?!”

Hello Anonie ☺️🌺🌸

Okay, but that's such a cute idea?? Like, not only will people look at Crowley and also want to hit him with a bat, they will also be so competitive trying to beat each other and get all the cards.

(Honestly, what if MC/your OC made the game? With the help of an Ignihyde student? Maybe split the money? Your OC could give them updates on what's happening in the twist world and the Ignihyde student just adds onto it. while everyone plays the game like a sitcom lololol)

omg leona would never hear the end of it if others learned about that! Vil would be so smug too!

BUT WHY IS THAT KALIM BIT SO TRUE?!?! I can see Kalim himself go "I want to collect them all! I want all my friends but especially Jamil's"

someone help Jamil lolol

Just imagine the NRC joint exams? chaos, I tell you. chaos.

lmfaooooo MC has more attention than they thought they would 😂😂😂 and good for them, at least they dont get threatened as much anymore. and omg, what if idia also tries to collect them too?? next thing MC knows people are pulling around them because maybe they think MC is lucky?

omg, that's such a smart idea! Cosmic MC with heal and a tiny grim is a card no one can beat lolol and Ace and Deuce would be so smug and proud. watch them get bullied now 😂😂

This is such a cute idea anonie 💜🌸🌺☺️ I love it.

[shadyteacup]

could i also pls request for ur 300+ event? i’d like 4 from the angst prompts (make me suffer AHDJDHSKD) with ranpo, thank u <3

Some sweet suffering coming up, now😌 I love torturing y'all so much, that I ignore the pain writing angst causes lmao

Edogawa Ranpo + “Please just pretend to love me.”

Word count: 1429 || Warnings: angst, swearing out of frustration.

You were one of those people that ran behind fame. You loved money, respect and a place among the important individuals of society. Your life’s goal has been to become successful enough to live a luxurious life, and have people look up to you.

During your efforts to do so, you met a certain noiret, whose brilliance and emerald gaze made you week in the knees. You fell for him, hard. At least, that’s what you made him believe. You made him fall for you. You both were living the perfect life. You would make him breakfast, kiss each other when you awoke, gaze into each other’s eyes, bathing in the morning rays. You two would eat out on Thursdays, order in on Fridays, and go shopping on Sundays. It was perfect. It was beautiful. But it was shallow.

Ranpo Edogawa, obviously, knew this. He knew that you were only with him because of his fame as the best detective out there. He knew that you were only into him for the benefits, and that if he was to give up on his career, you wouldn’t bat an eyelid before dumping him. That’s part of the reason that he accepted many cases and didn’t throw a tantrum when asked to actually work at the ada. He didn’t want to lose you. He couldn’t lose you. You were the only individual that has ever tolerated his mood swings and has stayed. Besides, you were gorgeous. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. You were so perfect. You played the part of a loving partner so well, that you almost had him, the smartest person on the bloody planet, fooled. It took him a while to realise your true intentions, and even after that, it took him a while to accept it. He loved you dearly, and he just didn’t have the guts to admit that your relationship was built on greed. He started closing himself off from others, and soon became a shell of the man that he used to be. He left the office early, didn’t talk to his peers, mostly kept to himself, didn’t joke around, and worst of all, lost interest in snacks. Yosano, his dear friend and concerned colleague, decided to confront him about this issue.

“What’s up with you? And don’t tell me that you’re fine, because you obviously aren’t.”

Ranpo had, after months of silence, openly talked to someone that day.

“I don’t think it’s true love, Yosano.”

He had shed many tears that day, knowing that his friend would keep them a secret. He trusted her.

“You think, or you know?”

She had asked. He was left stunned at her question. Was he sure of this? Was he just overanalysing, and hence overreacting? What if Y/N actually loved him?

“I- don’t know.”

He sighed, leaning into Yosano’s shoulder while she pat his back.

“Then find out. Observe. Know for sure.”

He sniffed.

“But what if I’m right?”, he shifted to look at her, his face showing just how scared he truly was.

“For once, I don’t want to be right.”

She had widened her beautiful eyes at his words. Giving him a comforting smile, she had consoled him.

“If you’re right, then its best to free yourself from this mess. Toxic relationships can really hamper one’s mental peace. Besides, you’re the smart one, you’ll figure it out. I’m sure!”

That’s why he was where he is right now. He had seated himself on the couch, waiting for you to come home from work. He had a plan in mind; a plan that would seal his fate.

He heard the keys jingling outside the door, signalling your arrival. He patiently waited for you to open the door and step inside, watching you as you discarded your coat on the rack and tossed the keys in the key holder by the door. You rolled your shoulders to release the pent-up tension and raked your fingers through your hair. You stepped in, oblivious of his gaze or presence.

“Welcome home.”

His voice stunned you for a second, and you jumped slightly.

“Oh my, Ranpo, you really scared me!”

You exclaimed, walking over to him to peck his cheek, and seating yourself opposite to him.

“What are you doing home?”

“Can’t I be at my own house?”, he cross questioned, crossing his arms.

You were taken aback by his aggressive tone and raised a brow.

“Of course, you can. What’s gotten into you?”

He sighed, looking away from your gaze. He had to stay in character.

“I just... I’m a bit worked up, that’s all.”

“What’s wrong, love?”

You shifted in your seat, leaning forward to look more concerned.

“I lost my job. They say that I’m not good enough, anymore. We’ll have to survive with our savings and your salary.”

You were baffled.

“Are you being serious right now?”

“Unfortunately, yes.”

You scoffed, slumping back into the cushion of your seat.

“But you’re the best at what you do, they can’t just fire you like that!”

He sat silently, observing your turmoil.

“That’s impossible. They can’t just do that. What about all the work you’ve done for them? All the cases you’ve solved, all those hours that you’ve put in; they can’t do this to you!”

“They can, and they did.”

You stood up and began pacing in the hall. Your mind was filled with questions. Your main worry was, ‘Was my effort worthless? Will I have to breakup with him? If he isn’t who he was before, then is there any point in being with him? Was all that perfect play, all those stupid nights when I had to run down to the store to get him fucking ice-cream, or when I had to laugh along to his pathetic jokes, do the laundry, the dishes, treat him like a fucking child; was all that for naught?’

Your mental trauma was too much for you. You were breathing heavily, and your mind was clogged with worries. You were so out of it, that you failed to realise that you’d spoken your worries out loud.

When you heard your own voice echo back in your ears, you gasped, placing a palm on your mouth. Looking over at Ranpo, you widened your eyes at his expression.

“Fuck, Ranpo, I didn’t mean it! I was just worried about how we’re going to manage the expenses, and I-”

“Please just pretend to love me.”

He whispered. His tears threatened to spill. His emerald orbs shone with unshed tears as he clenched his teeth, glaring at you.

“I knew you were in it only for the fame and money. I fucking knew it, yet I stayed. I decided to stay because I had honestly fallen in love with you. I knew that my friends were right about you. Dazai had warned be before we became serious; he had tried to tell me to break it off with you; he had tried to forewarn me, but I didn’t listen to him, because I was so fucking lost in this puppet show, that I had started loving it. I should have listened to him and left you, you shallow hearted bitch!”

You just stood stunned at his words. He had ever even raised his voice at you before. This was so unexpected.

“I haven’t lost my job, Y/N. this was a test to see if you’re actually into this relationship, and guess what, you failed miserably.”

You just stood there, processing his words. So, he hadn’t lost his job? All is not for naught?

Laughing, you shook your head.

“You and your stupid games, Ranpo. I swear I can’t keep up with your pranks!”

“This isn’t a prank, I’m serious- ”

“Gosh, you had me scared for a moment there. This is all your friend’s doing. What’s his name again? Dazai? Yeah, he did this. And you fell right into his little trap! He made you hate me, but you don’t hate me, do you? You love me.”

“Don’t blame my friends. Honestly, how shallow can you get?!”

He chuckled bitterly.

“Get out. Right now.”

You just stared at him, dumbfounded.

“But love- ”

“Out! Now! Get out of my fucking sight!”

You nodded, understanding. He was too smart to be fooled anymore. Picking up your coat, you left the house.

Ranpo watched you leave, and slumped to the floor, on his knees. He had just lost the one person who had managed to make him feel loved. That night, he cried his heart out.

Jsksks I hope u liked it @kovzumee ! lemme know what u think, n if u didn't want this, feel free to req again♡

[many-gay-magpies]

shhhh if she says ur 5’6 ur 5’6 changbin is now short to u congrats

LOVE cartoon physics on the dark moon boys i think shion and jino in particular would like to test the limits of their immortal bodies like i can see jino learning to be a contortionist for fun and to scare people a lil bc why not??? it’s not like he has normal muscles and tendons ! he’s half dead !

YEAH NOA AS SHENANIGANS ACCOMPLICE. I LOVE IT. going back to an Old ask of mine i can see noa using his darkness/shadow power to cause chaos. shion needs some cover to be nosy? noa’s got it he makes shion basically invisible in the shadows. jaan can’t be bothered to go to class? noa causes a power outage (and lies to heli’s face abt it later). the possibilities are Endless bc noa really can do Anything under cover of darkness!

GOD THAT WOULD RLY BE A LIFE-ALTERING CRISIS TO HAVE. ANOTHER REASON AS TO WHY SOOHA ! SHOULD ! BE ! TRAUMATIZED ! GOD ! DAMNIT ! GIVE HER SOME ACTUAL BAGGAGE YEAAAAA

she’d enjoy sabotaging solon Wayyy too much and she would laugh right in his face when he bangs his head on his locker in frustration at yet Another love confession and she wouldn’t even MIND the jealous girls bc she’s very vocal about not actually having feelings for the guys and just being a good friend anyway. but eventually solon would come to her like “pLEASE WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO MAKE IT STOP” and sooha would smile so evilly and tell him he has to treat her to lunch every day for the next month and she’ll stop advertising his kindness

- vrvr anon

i will now mentally hold this superiority over his head forever thank you

JINO CONTORTIONIST thats such a cool idea bro . contortionists in general are cool but jino as one especially is a wonderful concept. it fits him oddly well, i feel like he'd totally be the kind of guy to screw around and test the limits of his newly-immortal body—how many limbs can he twist in unnatural ways now that he is effectively dead? he'd have fun with it, but ALSO have fun freaking people out lmao. someone jokingly asks him where his spine went once and he replies "idk i think i might have lost it some time in the 1920s". also on the topic of cartoon physics, jaan and sooha could both use their super strength to weild comically large hammers and less-comically wreck peoples' shit, bugs bunny style.

hell yeah noa using his shadow/light powers to assist in shenanigans !! that would be such a great tool to use in so many pranks and heists, and also he could make shadow puppets without using his hands. AND NOA LYING TO HELI'S FACE ABOUT CAUSING A POWER OUTTAGE LMAO YES

REALLYYYYYY THATS WHAT IM SAYING !!!! LIKE. THE GIRL HAS GONE THROUGH SOME SHIT LET IT HAVE IMPACT. GIVE HER SOME TRAUMA. SHE DID NOT COME OUT OF SEVERAL MASSIVE SUITCASE-SIZED TRAUMATIC EVENTS WITH ONLY COIN PURSE-SIZED BAGGAGE. PLEASE HYBE

oh my god i LOVE sooha blackmailing/bribing solon into buying her lunch for a month. peak little shit behavior so iconic of her honestly. the thing is, though, what if that only ENFORCES the whole romantic solon image? because students see solon and sooha going out for lunch together every day for a month straight and go omg are you dating?!? solon feels this bolt of pure FEAR at what sooha might say in response but instead she just goes "nah lmao i blackmailed him into buying me lunch for a month and hes being a big old grouch about it" and he might actually slump over in relief.

the concept of solon and sooha as bickering frenemie-bffs is so much fun to me, i love it so much honestly; i just adore dynamics where people bring out the snarky little shit in each other <3

[rulcrs]

UNA BARATHEON (NEE HIGHTOWER). 59. Dowager Lady of the Stormlands. The Puppeteer.

INTERACTIONS | MUSINGS | INTERROGATION 

bc i am absolutely a Hot Mess and have been trying to write una’s bio/intro for ages now yet i am FAR FROM DONE (even tho i’ve already hit like 1.6k words), pls have this mess of a “””bio”””

BACKGROUND

una is an ambitious woman and would stop at literally nothing to get what she KNOWS she deserves

she is the daughter of a minor hightower lord and an essosi from mantarys (more on that later - keep that IN MIND). her mom told her so many stories how their bloodline and ancestors were rulers of mantarys under valyria and ingrained into una that she should have her cake AND eat it too

miss una was a BOMBSHELL (still is lbr). she had so many suitors but she turned all of them down because they lacked smth and she refuses to lower her standards!! 

and then she met jullen - he was cute and strong and romantic, but most of all he was a LORD. so ofc una said yes asap

they had been married for 35 years but unfortunately they were never able to have a child of their own. una suffered many miscarriages and boii did they try and try and try, but when she already approaching late adulthood, she was like “aight enough of this bs, let’s adopt a child”

she adopted zirq her baby boii, gwilym her baby boii pt. 2, and cass the light of her life. she LOVES THEM more than she loves anything else. (( side note: jullen has a bastard child but we don’t talk abt her bc una doesn’t like her lma0)

she is the Game of Thrones Tinder. she’s had ladies brought up under her direct guidance and supervision, and she has had influence in their matchmaking. she loves seeing these girls turn into strong women. her ladies flourishing makes her flourish. but ofc, this is una we are talking abt here, so she most definitely didn’t just do all of that bc she wants to be nice lma0. nuh uh. she did that to have influence over as much of westeros as she can. the ladies she guided into womanhood are often loyal to her and she still keeps in touch with them. 

lady baratheon and lord baratheon - that’s how they were referred to. jullen had the title and birthright to the stormlands, but una held the reigns. under their joint ruling, the stormlands flourished the most out of all of the other southern kingdoms. they supported the targaryen rule - heck, una even arranged for her sister-in-law to marry one. (shoutout to selina and una’s half-targaryen nephews and nieces)

all would have been well, honestly. they could have reached greater highest and amassed greater wealth and power, but jullen fucked up. when the famine induced by the long winter hit the north, the stormlands were one of the first to send them aid. which is ok, ig??? but again - JULLEN FUCKED UP. una uncovered her husband’s plan: he wanted to give the north food and manpower for the great price of FREE. b r u h

anywaaaay, una and jullen had a great fight about that just before the coronation of queen selina (and ig of lucius malfoy targaryen as well rip to him). they were supposed to settle the issue after the coronation, but uh oh what’s this????

jullen died 

CORONATION ARC: It was Una’s cry that rang first. Her husband next to her dropped dead into his soup bowl and turned purple. Immediately, the tragic events during the coronation soon followed. After making sure all of her children are safe, Una started a vigil for her deceased husband and stayed in her apartments -- completely disallowing any visitors aside from her ladies-in-waiting and her children. The only time she has been seen to emerge from her chambers was right as her chambers came under attack during the festival.

WANDERERS ARC: After the attacks, Una busied herself with making sure that her children were safe and were in recovery. It broke her heart so much that her daughter, Cassandra, had been in harm’s way; and so she removed herself from her isolation and made herself available to her children. When interviewed by her sister-in-law, Queen Selina Targaryen, Una made her opinions and thoughts known regarding the North’s heavy involvement in both of the attacks that happened. 

FORRESTER EXECUTION ARC: (she was this meme) Una kept her distance from the actual proceedings, but made sure she was in the loop.  Although she had mentioned that perhaps Erik Forrester would have been a trustworthy person during the interrogations, she had been heard to have supported his execution (especially after he admitted to all of the killings). She expressed her relief at how quickly the situation has been handled and how “justice has been served.”

CURRENT ARC: Since the execution, Una has been seen helping her young son Zirq, now Lord Baratheon, with the matters of state and courtly affairs. She has been keeping a low profile, but her reach extends far and wide. A storm is brewing, this is merely the calm before it makes landfall. For Baddie Plots, please feel free to DM me. I LOOOOOOOOVE DRAMA AND CHAOS

[sapphire-strikes]

Okay first your ending to that story was *mwah* perfect 👌. Second I remember you saying one time you didn't know whether to make Pabit sentient or not. What if he was and FK and Kamal freaked out seeing it for the first time and Boris just was kinda like "I thought you guys knew." I feel Pabit would be a second pair of eyes for Boris such as at "beddy time" if he was fast asleep and say FK/Kamal managed to get by and Pabit pops up yelling whichever one was up.

I've been meaning to write some about Pabit for a while but I was never quite decided on whether or not I considered him to be his own person (much like the Carlas) or just a regular puppet. There's something really endearing about him being a mini mischievous version of Boris though and I think there's a lot of potential for the dynamic between Him, Boris, the FK and Kamal.

• In the event that Pabit really was alive, it was another one of those things Boris just never got around to bringing up. Everyone already knew about the Carlas and much like his shadow form, he just never really questioned the strangeness of it all.

• Honestly, Kamal probably knows or at least suspects something. He was freaked out enough by the Carlas so he just avoided the subject of the puppet all together. Sometimes self care is pretending your roommate isn't keeping a sentient puppet replica of himself in your house.

• That brings us to Pabit himself. The cheeky, attention hungry, smile happy puppet of Boris Habit.

• When Pabit speaks his voice is higher than Boris' and lacks the Russian accent. Pabit is capable of moving and talking on his own but his voice is actually one Boris is capable of doing himself. It's unknown whether Boris is good at mimicking Pabit or Pabit speaks that way because that's the voice Boris gave him. Probably the latter.

• Even if you knew Pabit was alive it would be hard to tell sometimes whether Boris was talking through Pabit or Pabit was talking himself. The difference usually being that Pabit is much more expressive when he's talking on his own.

• Pabit is a little mischief maker but he's desperate for attention and interaction. Most of the time he's happy to let Boris puppet him around when in front of people but he's desperate for the opportunity to talk to them himself.

• He already loves you and Kamal but Boris prefers not to let him alone with either of you and has asked him not to interact with anyone when he's not around. Boris knows what a troublemaker he can be and doesn't want him to do anything to annoy his friends.

• Despite his unhappiness with this rule Pabit does listen to Boris most of the time but still finds little ways to interact with the people he grows attached to.

• Maybe the keys that you'd lost reappeared out of nowhere, setting inconspicuously next to the satisfied looking puppet. Sometimes when you leave papers on the table you come back to see them adorned with little doodles of flowers, pictures of Boris and even Pabit himself. Most of the time you chalked this up to Boris trying to be sneaky.

• On the other hand, Kamal's things tend to go missing when Pabit is bored, resulting in Kamal marching right into Boris' room and fishing them out of the puppets arm hole where they had been stashed. Gives Pabit the "I'm watching you" hand motion as he walks backwards out into the hall.

• One day you stumbled upon the puppet sitting innocently on the living room coffee table unsupervised. Giving into your base instincts you slipped it onto your hand.

Maybe that was an overstatement. It was a pretty big puppet so you just placed it over your forearm. The inside was clearly made for much bigger hands but you were still able to slip your fingers into the right spots and make it do a little chomping motion. You giggled then gazed down at the little replica of Boris, "You're a cute little guy aren't ya? Boris really did a good job on you." If you didn't know any better you could have sworn it was smiling wider than it was before.

When Boris walked in on your little playtime you lifted one of Pabit's little arms to make him wave, "Boris, we were just talking about you!" You remark jokingly.

Boris looked shocked at first but his expression soon softened when he looked down at the puppet on your arm, "Oh really? I'm sure he had a lot to say."

"Nah, I don't think he's much for conversation"

"You have no idea how wrong you are" There was a clear trace of exasperation in his voice that caught your attention.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Oh? Ah, never mind" He waved you off "It's about time for him go back to 'bed' anyways. I just finished cleaning his stand so I can put him back in my room now". You nodded and Boris reached for the puppet on your arm, gently attempting to pull it off. As soon as he did however you swear you felt something resist and the puppet stayed put on your arm despite his attempt to remove it.

Boris retracted his grip in surprise to stare at the puppet. It all happened so fast you weren't sure what really just happened but Boris looked like someone had just walked into his flower shop and smashed his prized tooth lilies. His expression shifted to annoyance and he crossed his arms, "So you're going to be like that? You know if you can't behave, I won't bring you out to play with Y/n and Kamal anymore."

Now you were the one that looked shocked. Was he talking to the puppet? I mean, he always talked to the puppet or through the puppet, usually both at the same time, but this was different. "Boris, what are you talking about?"

It seemed like Boris had finally remembered you were there as he sighed and looked disappointedly down at his felt doppelganger. "Oh it's nothing, Pabit is just being stubborn." His expression finally settle back into a smile, "Though I am a bit surprised. He usually never even lets other people put him on but I guess he always has been pretty 'attached' to you." He covered his mouth to laughed at a joke that only he seemed to understand.

You were still confused but Boris seemed to be acting normal again so you decided to brush it under the rug. You moved to pull the puppet off your arm yourself and it came off with no trouble. When you handed it to Boris he stared at it for a second before letting out a relenting, "Oh, very well" and slipping it on himself.

He turned to you with Pabit and smiled, closing the distance between you by holding the puppet out closely to your face, "Goodnight, Y/n!" It spoke cheerily. It then reached out, held onto your face and pressed it's mouth to the bridge of your nose. Letting out a drawn out, "Mmwwah!", sound before being pulled back to smile at you proudly. After saying your goodbyes both Boris and Pabit headed off to bed.

• You had to smile, Boris could be so silly sometimes. You'd have to ask him later how he got the arms to move without the wires.

• Not long after that you found more of those silly little doodles decorating the pages of the notebook that you'd left on the table. The scribbles depicted you and Pabit together with the puppet happily hugging the side of your face from his place on your arm.

• I can absolutely see Pabit being Boris' little tattletale. Kamal has caught on enough to move the puppet out of the room before doing something he doesn't want Boris to know about but you on the other hand don't catch on for a while.

• You cut your hand pretty bad one day and Boris asked you how it was later that evening. Even though you were home alone when it happened and you hadn't mentioned it to anyone.

• How did Boris know that you didn't eat breakfast this morning or that you snuck out of bed last night to watch tv? Boris's only explanation is that he "has his ways" but he's too busy lecturing you for you to press him further.

• One night you successfully snuck out of bed again and thought you were in the clear. What you didn't notice however was the puppet that seemed to get closer and closer to you each time it was out of your line of sight.

By the time you finally noticed it it was sitting on the coffee table in front of the couch. It actually caused you to jump when you turned around to see it almost directly behind you but quickly regained your composure and laughed it off.

Picking it up you turned it around a few times before placing it over your hand like you'd done once before. Feeling confident in yourself for your successful escape so far you decided to play around a bit. "You really spooked me, little guy! How'd you get out here huh? Did Boris forget to take you to bed?" You asked jokingly.

The puppets felt eyes stared up at you lifelessly and you let out a small laugh. "Hey now, don't look at me like that. You'll keep this between the two of us right?"

"...."

"Good boy, knew I could count on you!" Maybe you were just tired but you could see how Boris had so much fun with this. It was childish sure but you were certainly entertaining yourself.

Once you were satisfied with the puppet’s "agreement" to keep quite you moved to take it off your arm. "Okay, I've had my fun. So, you want to watch TLC or Cartoon Network?" You asked, not expecting an answer as you set the puppet back on the coffee table.

What you were expecting even less however was for the puppet's expression to shift to a scowl as its little arms wrapped around your hand when you went to pull it away.

"YoU shyOuld bEe in Bed!"

• Boris jumped up in alarm and Kamal fell out of bed at the scream that sounded from outside their rooms.

• You had literally thrown Pabit across the living room in surprise and were currently frozen in shock as it picked itself up, brushed itself off and hopped its way back over to climb back up on top of the coffee table.

"W-what did you just say?!"

It crossed it's arms and cocked an eyebrow at you as if sarcastically asking 'did you really not hear me? '. "I saYeD; u shYould bee in bEd! StAying up lAyte is bad 4 yor smile!"

"I.."

There was a long moment of silence between the two of you as the puppet looked at you expectantly. After a second you finally found the strength to speak, taking a step closer once you decided that it didn't really seem dangerous. "...You can talk?"

Your question seems to surprise it a bit and its angry expression shifted to one of pride. "I cAn do a lott moore than thyat!" It pointed at the sides of it's cheeks as it gave you a big smile. You went silent again and the puppet seemed to be inspecting your face, it's smile fading when it focused on your own worried expression.

"Sea? U stAyed up 2 layte and now you R all frowny :-(" It made it's way across the coffee table to where you were standing and hugged your knee. "It's okee! I'm hear 2 mayke u happie so tUrn thyat frowny upside downy!"

This wasn't exactly comforting considering that the puppet itself was the cause of your fear and you were quick to jump away when it touched you. This action was quickly followed up by guilt however when it looked genuinely surprised and then hurt by your rejection of its affection. It seemed as if it was about to speak again when Boris and Kamal both came clamoring out into the hallway.

"Kid, what happened?! We heard a scream is everything okay?"

They were both quick to approach you and check you over but your eyes were still locked on the puppet who was now looking at you sadly. Their worried questions were soon answered when they followed your gaze to the puppet sitting on the coffee table.

Boris was quick to gasp and lift the puppet up by the back of its coat like you would with the scruff of a kitten, "Pabit, did you wake them up?!"

"No, I folloWed thyem out here! " The puppet waved it hands in front of itself in defense but it seemed to forget about Boris quickly when it's eyes fixed of Kamal. "Oooh, hi, Karmal!" it yelled as it waved excitedly at him. Kamal responded by running a hand down his face.

"Oh, boy... Hi, puppet--Pabit, I mean..." The puppet seemed pleased by his acknowledgement but its attention was pulled back to Boris who seemed to be telling it off about something. You'd moved to almost hide behind Kamal who placed a comforting hand on your shoulder, "You okay?"

"I'm fine, I just...It can talk?" You looked at him for answers and he gave you a sympathetic smile.

"Yeah, tell me about it."

You were both pulled from your little moment of understanding by the voices that were being raised beside you.

"You shouldn't have scared them, Pabit" Boris's tone sounded disappointed.

"Eet wAsn't on porous, I swears it! I just wanTed 2 makE sure they waz gEtting enough syleep!" The puppets eyes moved back to you and it shook both it fists, "Y/n, yous been stayiNg up every nyight and knot geTting up 2 smile!"

"It said my name.. " Was your only response as you continued to shield youself behind Kamal. Your fear once again caused the puppet to deflate, it now hanging limply in Boris's grip with it's arms crossed as it looked at the ground.

"I'm sorry if he scared you, Y/n" Boris finally spoke to you.

"It's...it's okay, it just surprised me that's all..." You finally stepped out from behind Kamal. "How long has it been...alive?"

"Oh, since I made him." Boris answered as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "He doesn't usually talk to people unless I'm around though."

"I see..." Boris seemed to finally be taking note of your discomfort and said he was going to take Pabit aside for a moment, leaving you standing in the living room with Kamal.

"Yeah, the little guy used to cling to my leg when I’d work around the office back at the Habitat."

"So it really has been alive this whole time?"

"Yep, been dead silent since my fight with Boris though. First time I've seen him up and about since then. Been totally inanimate around anyone but Boris I guess. Until, now at least. Guess you have a knack for bringing things out of people and puppets!"

You both laughed and you turned to him quizzically, "Okay, but...how?"

Kamal raised a hand to stop you, "You think I got the know-how to answer that?" He smiled at you again "That's just more of Boris and I don't think even he could answer you to be honest."

"Heh, I guess you're right." You relented and Kamal wrapped and arm around your shoulder, offering you a comforting pat.

"Ahem"

You both looked in the direction of the cough and there stood Boris, holding something behind his back. "I had a talk with Pabit and I believe the two of you got off on the wrong foot. So..." He was looking at you hopefully and when you didn't look hesitant he took a few steps closer to you, "There is someone I'd like you to meet!"

You already knew what was about to happen next when he pulled the puppet out from behind him. The puppet fit perfectly over his forearm as he held it out to you. It was a very familiar sight but with much different implications since you now knew his little secret. Pabit himself looked to be a mixture of annoyed, nervous and sad and it refused to look directly at you despite your close proximity.

There were a few second of silence before Boris gave his arm a small shake, "Go ahead and introduce yourself, Pabit!", he whispered. Pabit remained silent, crossing his little arms once again and keeping his gaze fixated on the floor. "Pabit?"

The puppet muttered something under it's breath that none of you could make out. "What was that?" Boris asked

"I sayed; we already knows each other..." The puppet spoke out again more clearly. Clear enough that you could make out the hurt in its voice.

Oh, so that's what this was about. Thinking back now, you guess he was kind of right. The amount of times Boris brought out that puppet to cheer you up or just mess around were immeasurable. It was weird to think about; during a lot of the special moments you shared with Boris, Pabit was technically there too. He knew you at least, probably almost as well as Boris and Kamal did.

Before Boris could respond you spoke up, "I guess he's kind of right." This seemed to catch Pabit's attention and he finally looked at you again. "I'm sorry for throwing you, Pabit. I hope you can forgive me and hope we can...talk more in the future?" You gave a nervous smile and Pabit squinted at you suspiciously for a moment.

"Off course!" Boris let out an 'oof' when Pabit pulled his arm forward so he could hug your face, making the extra effort to rub his cheek against yours. "I still Luv u, Y/n!"

The shock must have finally been beginning to wear off because you were able to stop yourself from jumping away this time. You even reached up to to pat his head, “I uh, love you too, I guess?” Your words were spoken with uncertainty but they seemed to make Pabit happy as he let out an excited squeal and continued to cuddle your face. 

It was definitely a strange sight to behold; three people standing in a dimly lit living room with one of them holding out a puppet that was hugging one of the others faces. Boris was using his free hand cover his mouth as he smiled widely and Kamal was standing behind you with a tired but content look on his face.

• Now that you knew about Pabit, Boris loses him as a spy but gains him as a guard dog. Now there are two of them lecturing you about staying up late.

• Unlike Boris though you can actually bribe Pabit to stay quiet with cartoons, candy or just bringing him along if you're going somewhere. Now Boris is disappointed in both of you. 

• Pabit doesn't need to sleep but he can if he wants to. It's a little creepy because if he doesn't close his eyes beforehand they'll stay open. When sleeping he basically becomes a regular inanimate puppet until he wakes up.

• If you put him on he can actually prevent you from taking him back off. Tends to do it just to play around but lets go if the person whos arm he's on gets angry at him.

•Loves being used as a teddy bear. You feel something crawling up through your covers in the middle of the night and almost have a heart attack? It's just Pabit coming for snuggles.

Thanks so much for the request! Sorry, everyone, for the lack of content I appreciate all the requests I’ve been getting I’ve just been super busy lately so I appreciate your patience!

[takadanobaba]

Jin Norizuki’s Birthday PriZoom 7/18/2021

Oh the things I do for Jin Norizuki

That was SUCH an experience. I had a lot of fun!! 

Main takeaway is that I am now acutely aware of when to YO in a song

(Okay so this is my first time attending a prizoom (or even any kinpri screening outside of Luna’s sss rabbit sessions!) so this is all entirely new to me and I can’t really compare it to much, but I figured that it’d be good to write up a report of sorts to fill in for Luna in a way!)

The prizooms are also accessible to everyone and don’t require any Japanese info confirmation!! If you’re interested in attending please go and support kinpri!!!

(Note: I think about Jin wayyyy too much and interpret them as nonbinary, so I use they/them pronouns for Jin. It’s just automatic for me at this point and feels weird otherwise haha so I’ll be doing that in this)

Jin is my all time favorite character and love of my life who I’m extremely delusional about so when a prizoom was announced for their birthday I went INSANE because I didn’t expect Jin’s birthday to be acknowledged AT ALL given how they’re usually excluded/treated like a side character (+ kinpri’s been putting out little to no content lately anyways....haha....). I was waiting in anticipation ever since it was announced (around June 6th) and even put in a time-off request for my work the day of its announcement just so I could attend!!!! ........ You can imagine my frustration at kinpri waiting until the very last minute to put out details about Jin’s prizoom ^^;

💙 💙 💙 💙 💙 💙 

Also!! I’m a complete ~ foreigner ~ and managed to get tickets perfectly fine with my American credit card (and putting in some very obviously Not-An-Actual-Resident-Of-Japan address info...)! So if anyone’s curious about attending a prizoom but worried about region-locking, it’s possible! Very possible! If you’re interested in it, please go! You don’t need to have a Japanese phone number/credit card/address/etc. to purchase PriZoom tickets on RakutenTicket! It’s such an experience! If you need any help buying tickets then I’d be more than happy to assist!! Please support the PriZoom screenings and help increase the demand for more kinpri content!!!!!!!!!!!! I will personally become a living prizoom advertisement

(Also if any kinpri staff find this: I’m sorry for not respecting rules this time but I just wanted to provide a detailed account of the prizoom event and encourage participation for other foreign fans! I won’t do this again!!!)

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I only attended the first and third showings (consisting of the first movie and Over the Sunshine!) because I wanted to see the new/not currently archived content (the second/pride the hero showing’s bonus was just Jin’s birthday video by Joji which I already revisit little too much ahaha). I also went to the chat-only rooms because I wasn’t very confident that I wouldn’t be awkward with my nonexistent cheering experience and intent to just observe what its like (despite knowing that the cheering rooms are more fun based on what Luna said haha). That, and I was planning on using the EXTREMELY OBNOXIOUS soundboard of ABSOLUTE CHAOS for everything since I have issues with voice dysphoria and figured it’d be good to stick to the room with that normalized as the one and only cheering method so participating would be a little less annoying to others, since we’d all have the same idea ^^;

I’m more active on twitter and follow/am mutuals with pretty much anybody who likes Jin enough to post about them, so it was cool seeing almost everyone there! At least half of them tweeted about this being their first prizoom haha. Jin’s birthday was also promoted as a good introduction to prizooms since the first showing was set at a price point of 718 yen instead of the usual 1,760 yen? So, lots of first timers attending! I guess most people had the same thought process as me about the whole insecure-about-not-being-used-to-proper-cheering/using-their-mic thing? Because most of my twitter following ended up in the chat-only rooms with me! Fun!

Also interesting how most people chose the male voice option for the cheering soundboard feature since there’s actually only 2 men who love Jin like that (I’m included in that number!!) in the Jin-obsessed twitter circle. I guess it was because it sounds kinda Joji-ish? and therefore fitting for an event dedicated to Jin! What with them being meant for each other and all.... Plus being Joji is just a fun way to play off having issues about using your own voice (I... project onto Joji a lot.)

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Okay I actually typed up all of the above during the second showing (since I wasn’t occupied attending that one) and everyone had the same train of thought and was definitely being Joji. You know that one “song” in Over the Sunshine- Glorious Schwarz- consisting of Joji just going wild infodumping for 3.5 minutes? Yeah EVERYONE who selected the male voice option was spamming 「おれもー！」/ “ME TOO!!!” during that (including me!). So it was like:

“I weighed 4646 grams at birth! ☆” 

“MMMMEMEEMEMMT MEE ME MEEE EMME ME   ME TOO M M ME TOO”

SO OBNOXIOUS. I LOVE IT. EVERYONE SHARING THE SAME BRAINCELL. THE JOJI BRAINCELL.

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The highlight of the prizoom  (in my opinion) was when some guy repeatedly hit よっ！/ YO! to the music in the first movie, which then led to everyone having a collective ~ Realization ~ 

After that happened, everybody joined in and started YO!-ing along in the other lives. Beautiful.

(Blurred recording of Dramatic Love and Showcase Night just so YO!u can see what I mean.)

(I only did those two to test screen recording after failing to archive the first Jin bonus while using the soundboard feature in the first showing, initially I didn’t intend to record anything but the bonuses and will not be doing that anymore. If you attend, don’t be like me or worse!!!! Please!! I’ll delete these if needed/after a few weeks. Also just wanted to mention that Koi no Royal Straight Flush is up there in Kinpri’s Most YO!-able songs)

I love this soundboard feature. Sounds like hell. Prizooms are truely a new form of art because of it. Amazing how cheering screenings have evolved over a pandemic. Music feels empty to me without the YO!s now. After this I ended up listening to the entire kinpri discography so I could determine the YO!ability of each song. Not sure if every prizoom is like that? But I really want to go to more showings just for the community experience! I’m morbidly curious as to how many people would try to YO! to Platonic Sword. I considered going to Rei’s because they’re showing Shiny Rose Stars, but I probably won’t though since money and sleep are things (They really should make tickets no more than 1,000 yen.... they’re zoom meetings with audio problems....THE AUDIO ISSUES ARE FUN THOUGH! YOU CAN SPAM “GANBATTE” WITH EVERYONE!!) Plus while I do like every kinpri character, none of the street boys are really my favorites and going to every showing regardless of character would be a lot. I assumed that I was only going to try attending Joji’s until they announced that they were gonna do something for Jin!! So if you want to see what it’s like PLEASE get tickets and experience it for yourself!! It’s so much more fun participating !!!! Relying on 1-2 people to post event summaries isn’t exactly consistent coverage of every prizoom either!

\ よっ！/      \ よっ！/      \ よっ！/

So much of this is a community experience that you just have to see for yourself! It’s really cool seeing people go all out for their favorites and just going wild. Notable participants include:

- Two separate people just working out the entire time (one of them doing “Prism Exercise” meaning very high effort full-body cheering and dancing? It was really impressive seeing them go all-out for such a long time!)

- Two (2!) Ai cosplayers!!! One attending the prizoom with a Jin cosplayer!!

- The lady who cosplayed Jin in their cute green pre-retirement prism star outfit WITH A HUGE JIN PUPPET IN THE SAME STYLE AS THE SHUFFLE PUPPETS IN THE STAGEPLAY!!!

- That one person who just had a Minato fish head on the entire time (?!)

- A Victoria cosplayer who showed off a really nice!! drawing of Jin they did during the participant showcase at the end of the screenings

- The person with a REALLY CUTE!!!!! homemade Jin plushie!!

- Two people who attended with 3D/vtuber style models of the Go Go Glorious! (YMT29 subunit) members: Noel Tokyo and Mikado Shibuya (who also had a model of Ai!)

- A really cute Joji vtuber model!

💙 💙 💙 💙 💙 💙

The bonuses were Jin’s birthday video from 2016 and a birthday message of sorts from Jin!

I actually didn’t manage to properly archive the first one as intended because things went horribly wrong so I ended up with nothing but just a terrible (said affectionately) little recording of the soundboard I linked earlier. But whatever I shouldn’t be doing that anyways. Hopefully kinpri includes that and the other prizoom bonuses in something later.... the thought of any content being stuck as lost media terrifies me. I don’t have a good enough memory or a high enough Japanese proficiency level to type it out but it wasn’t particularly analyzable or anything (telling that to myself to make me feel better about losing it). Just the usual Jin being dramatic and going on an evil monologue. Jin being evil ASMR. I lovingly burned another one of Jin’s evil laughs into my mind too so there’s that.

For the 3rd showing bonus however I did not fail though it’s arguably the less interesting bonus of the two since it’s unvoiced. I really love Jin’s voice. Big sexy. Actual dialogue is pretty similar to each other from what I’ve gathered (ending with one of Jin’s cute little アーーーッハッハッハッ！！！！！’s (the text effect for the unvoiced bonus was an appreciated detail!). 

(I’m not very confident in my ability to provide a good translation so I’ll just not embarrass myself)

“ AAAaAAaHAHAAHAAa ~ ! ! ! ! ! ! ! “

💙

Yes Jin I’ll support you in the future-!!! ヾ(>▽ <、 )

I’ll never not be obsessed but it’d still be nice to have more substantial content to gush about and do that with.... Kinpri come back and release an anime continuation.... give me the Jin plot development....kinpri come back my happiness is a little too reliant on you

After the showings you get an email asking for feedback which is cool! I’ve been waiting to complain about how 法月 is written as Noriduki instead of Norizuki for the longest time but I never had a chance until now haha. Makes it so painful for me to buy Jin merch. Also begged for an anime continuation. I wonder how much they take into account feedback? I guess I’ll see when/if they start writing Jin’s name how it’s supposed to be.

ANYWAYS

IF YOU WANT TO GO TO A PRIZOOM, DO IT!

Prism shows really are best experienced with a community!!! If you like kinpri it’s a GREAT OPPORTUNITY to experience what a cheering screening is like with the Japanese fanbase from the comfort of your very own home which is most likely nowhere near Japan!! Everyone should experience prism shows!!!! I have no regrets and I’m still so hyped from the prism sparkle!!!

ANYBODY CAN ATTEND AND BUY TICKETS EVEN WITHOUT JAPANESE INFORMATION!!!

 \\   GLORIOUS SCHWARZ!   //

[anika-ann]

Challenge Accepted...?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader                Word count: 4468

Summary: Steve’s never been good at quick decision-making when it came to his own safety. After one particularly horrible experience, you find a way to remind him every day to think twice the next time he’s faced with a tough choice. He is not amused. 

A/N: For @mermaidxatxheart​ 500 writing challenge; congratulations! I’m happy to be part of what could be 750 in building ;)

Prompt: “I thought you were dead.” “You’re never gonna let that go, are you?” (bold in text)

Warnings: angst, fluff, attempt at humour and action; swearing, vomiting, sort-of a panic attack, mentions of death (which you probably figured from the prompt, but hey, I didn’t have to take that literally… I did)

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“Good morning, sweetheart.”

You had been awake for about half an hour, sneaking from your bed – and how painful it had been, leaving the other occupant there – in search for caffeine; and more importantly to pick up the package that arrived for you that day. A package you had been waiting for to arrive for three days now despite requesting your order to be express.

You had been gracing your boyfriend with silent treatment the whole time and it was getting old, so you couldn’t wait for it to end your misery. Naturally, it wasn’t as simple as that, a package magically resolving your problems, it was nothing but an object, but you had been left with three days to deal with your feelings and dark thoughts until it was delivered and you appreciated it.

Symbols were important; and the package was a symbol for you, a symbol of acceptance.  

Raising your gaze from the floor at the voice, you couldn’t but smile over your cup of coffee at how reluctant Steve sounded, the great Captain America himself afraid and hesitantly wavering at the door to the communal kitchen of the Avengers’ compound.

You loved him to bits, which was why you hadn’t enjoyed torturing him (and yourself) by keeping him at arm’s length, but fuck it, he deserved every single second of it and more.

Jerk.

“Morning, honey,” you replied warmly, barely holding your laughter at bay when an utterly baffled expression settled on his face at your sudden inviting tone. It was a complete U-turn from how you had been treating him the past days. “Slept well?”

It was a tricky question and you knew that he knew. Your time in bed – reduced to very chaste displays of affection, not lovers’ ones at all – was the only time he had been allowed to touch you, because the very first time you had spent night together after the event, your body had followed its instincts and gravitated towards Steve no matter how pissed you had been. So, cuddling in your sleep was the most contact you had.

“…yes. Always do with you,” he whispered, his steps towards the kitchen slow but firm, apparently encouraged by your inviting tone.

“I’m glad. Any residual pain?”

He gulped, but his face brightened a bit at your care; you, of course, had cared the whole time, but you wouldn’t let him know too explicitly, your conversations rather clipped. When he had confronted you about it, about the way you kept treating him – with flames in your eyes –, your glare discouraged him from pressing further, his mouth opening only to fall shut again as you had stridden away.

“No. No pain at all anymore.”

You nodded thoughtfully, finishing your cup. “Good. That’s good. Coffee?”

Not needing his answer, because it was always bound to be the same, you poured him a cup.

The moment you returned the pot to its place, Steve’s large hand covered yours, the radiating heat of his body warming your back even with the slight distance between you remaining.

Turning your head to side, glancing up to his face, you saw his eyes searching in your expression, looking for an answer; did you decide to grant him a pardon?

You charmed a tight smile for him, ignoring the tug at your stomach when you remembered you had every reason not to forgive him and tell him you were done with his bullshit – and with him.

With your face still under scrutiny, his other hand landed on your shoulder, squeezing with a tinniest strength. When your gaze involuntarily flickered to his lips in response to his proximity, he knew; manoeuvring your body as if it was nothing but a puppet, he pulled you into his embrace, his cheek resting on the top of your head, his chest expanding with deep inhale.

Your shoulders fell and you felt yourself melt into his frame, your rapidly beating heart in sync with his. His own raced because he was afraid you’d push him away, just like you had been doing it for the past few days; yours did, because it recalled with paralysing precision every single painful second in which you believed you would never feel his arms around you again.

He swayed your bodies a bit from side to side, cradling you in his arms, nuzzling your hair, tightening his hold on you.

Tears stung in your eyes at the display of his guttural need to keep you close. God knew you felt the same way, craving the reassurance of his embrace.

“I love you,” he whispered to your hair and you squeezed your eyes shut so the tears wouldn’t escape. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

“You’re an idiot. The biggest idiot I know, but I guess I never liked them particularly bright,” you muttered into his sleepshirt and his chest shook with hushed laughter as he took no offence. You even received a kiss to the top of your head, firm and lingering, filling every cell of your body with content and feeling of security.

Standing in the kitchen, the walls, which you had built up to be able to punish him for his crimes and to let him realize what he could lose, crumbled to dust.

It had taken a lot of strength to get to this point, leaving you drained both mentally and physically, but the package arrived today to seal the deal, as if confirming the victory of tolerance over emotions. You felt much better now, mostly because you couldn’t wait for Steve to see what you ordered for him – and for you.

“Oh. Good, you two made up. We can stop walking on eggshells around you now,” Sam’s voice interrupted your blissful bubble and you nearly jumped out of your skin at his voice. You never heard him coming.

And then he burst out laughing and you just knew he noticed the change in the kitchen decorations. It caused your lips to curl up in a smirk before you kissed Steve’s clavicle over the fabric of his shirt and withdrew.

“What’s so funny?” Steve mumbled, slightly dazed, apparently still overwhelmed with the sudden drop of cold-shoulder attitude of yours.

Sam simply grinned, pointing at the sign sitting on the top of one the fridges as he opened it in search for breakfast.

“What the-“ Steve questioned incredulously, his eyes wide as he spun to you when you snorted at his reaction. “Was this you?!”

“Uh-huh.”

“You’re not being serious,” he stated, his glare flickering between you and the small black table with caption and large number written with a chalk.

You frowned at him, crossing your arms over your chest defensively. “But I am. Very.”

Steve eyed the small blackboard-styled sign in a wooden frame with an obvious distaste and a pout to his lips, but he remained silent; either he couldn’t find the words or didn’t dare to speak them.

Served him right.

Stupid risk-taking dumbass.

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“Surveillance room secure. No sign of activity,” Natasha’s voice informed you through the comm in your ear.

You peeked from behind the door opened for a crack, scanning the level of the stairwell before moving from your hideout, arms stretched with your gun raised, ready to shoot. Soundlessly approaching the middle where the handrails of opposite stairwells nearly met, only leaving a slit in between to glance through, you did a quick once-over above and below you, ears pricked up to catch the tinniest of sounds that would alert you on having any hostiles present.

Still ready to fire any second if needed, you raised your hand covered in fingerless glove to your left ear. The ampullas of tranquillizers covered in black metal reflected subtly in the flickering light of the fluorescent lamp. It was no coincidence your codename was Robin; you could easily put your enemies to sleep, bringing them the night much like the bird, Tony’s invention making your job easier.

“Looks like east stairwell is clear,” you announced lowly to the rest of the team.

Similar message arrived from Sam on the roof and surprisingly, it sent a chill down your spine rather than a relief to the tension in your battle-ready body.

This was not okay. A S.H.I.E.L.D. undercover operative had reported activity only few hours ago; admittedly, it had taken you some time to get here, the distance New York – middle-of-nowhere Latvia posing a tiny problem to your time management, but the team consisting of you, Sam, Steve, Nat, Tony and Clint had been on the way with minimal delay after receiving the report.

You didn’t like this base empty. It tickled your spy-sense and not in a good way.

“West stairwell clear, heading to lower levels.”

“Starting the extraction of files. Last log-in was 6 hours ego. It’s hard to tell how much of their actual intel has been left for us,” Steve announced from the server room and if your gut wasn’t screaming at you that this was messed up, you would have smirked proudly at Steve’s skills with technology and rubbed it in face of anyone who had ever called him a grandpa.

“Feels sloppy to leave anything behind at all. The only heat signatures I’m reading are yours. Am I the only one who find this sketchy as fuck?” Tony’s voice rang from your ear and you muttered a silent ‘not at all’ under your breath.

“Heading to upper levels, since Clint is on his way down.”

“Roger that, future Mrs. Rogers,” Sam hummed over the comms and you rolled your eyes.

Poor Steve. You had been together for only few months; you were most definitely not engaged, but the rest of the Avengers kept giving Steve shit about your relationship, because a) he apparently spent months working up the courage to actually ask you out and b) you were the first girl whom he in fact was interested in to begin with after refusing like thirty different candidates from Nat (and occasionally Sam); to be fair, you couldn’t but feel incredibly flattered, learning these things, but Christ, your team was full of little shits.

Must have got it from their captain then.

“Har, har. You’re hilarious, Wilson,” you hissed quietly and mentally slapped yourself to return your full attention to the mission. Hundred percent concentration was the key to survival.

“Cut it, Sam. Focus. Twenty percent downloaded.”

“And we’re hundred percent in deep shit,” Clint announced, his words coming out strangled.

Your heart pounding due to adrenalin stopped as you awaited an explanation in dreadful silence. What?

“Get your asses out of the building! RIGHT NOW!” the archer yelled over the comms, paradoxically freezing you on spot for a moment, leaving you with thousands of question marks in your head.

“Explosives. Shit ton of them and the timer shows two minutes and change, counting down as I speak,” he added and that got you moving.

“My route’s shorter to the roof. Sam?” you demanded, index finger pressed to you ear, already heading up, hoping he would respond in affirmative.

“I got ya’, Robin.”

Speeding up despite every single muscle in your legs burning, you focused on your breathing, your heartbeat pounding in your ears.

Suddenly, you were very grateful for all the cardio you had been forced to do. For every single morning run-

“Steve?” your hand shot up to your comms once more.

“I’m nearly at the exit,” Clint announced instead.

“Me too,” came Nat’s voice.

You growled in frustration; Steve’s voice probably couldn’t come through as the legendary spy duo spoke practically at the same time.

As far as you knew, the servers were at the basement and the fact Steve didn’t report made your spine tingle in horrible premonition.

“Cap? Need a lift from anywhere?” Tony’s voice broke through this time and you faltered in your step. “One minute, thirty seconds.”

You finally saw the last two sets of stairs. You were sure you must have left your lungs about five floors below, but that was not why you felt your chest constricting.

“Nearly at ninety percent,” Steve hissed and this time your feet tangled enough to send you flying headfirst, only years of practice in falling saving your skull from cracking as you curled up, landing on your side.

The edges of the stairs dug into your arm and ribs, but you couldn’t care less for that, air knocked out of you altogether at the exclaim.

What the FUCK-

“Rogers, get your ass out of there!” Natasha yelled at him, out of breath herself and honestly you loved her at that moment.

You couldn’t make yourself to get up from the floor, paralyzed, panic squeezing your heart. He was not going to make it!

“Ninety-three-“

“And only a minute left, you idiot!” Tony spitted out. “Get out!”

“Robin, still on your way?”

“Ninety-six.”

“For fuck’s sake, Rogers!” Clint panted to the comms.

You only managed to blindly stare ahead, forcing your brain to imagine the blueprints of the building, calculating the route Steve might use to get out, your mind sinking into dark waters of horror as you realized there was no fucking way he would-

A crash sounded from above on your left, your head snapping that way on instinct just in time to see Sam burst in and the door hit the wall.

“Robin! Can you get up? We really need to-“

Strong hands pulled you to your feet as Steve’s voice, impatient, rang in your ears.

“Done. Heading out.”

Unfreezing, you pushed yourself and ran alongside Sam, but a bitchy sneer in your head informed you that Steve didn’t have enough time to escape the explosion at that point.

You shushed the prophet-of-doom voice with all you had and sped up.

“Don’t get seasick on me,” Sam warned you, buckling you to him via the straps on your suit and the snap-links on his, his palms sliding to your armpits. “3, 2-“

The sudden jerk and void opening beneath your feet made you dizzy and you stupidly closed your eyes in hope to make it better.

It didn’t work, your stomach somersaulting.

And then… then you were flying, speeding away from the building, two figures running tens of feet under you; Clint and Nat.

Your pair approached the ground quickly, not landing exactly gracefully, but your first instinct was to snap your head back to the enemy base, eyes hypnotizing the exit.

You found it just in time to see it swallowed up in flames, the ground shaking beneath your feet with the force of the explosion. Glass blew to shards, smoke poured through the suddenly free space of the windows.

Despite the deafening noise shaking you to your core, the world seemed to fall silent, just like your heart.

A second later, your instincts kicked in and you sprung towards the building.

“Hey!” someone shouted from a seemingly endless distance, just a dull scream in your ears; out of nowhere, you were falling, tackled to the ground. “Not happening. You’re staying right here.”

Jerking your body to get rid of the weight on you, you achieved nothing, tears of despair welling up in your eyes as you repeated the motion in vain. The void that had opened under you when Sam had carried you away seemed like nothing in comparison to the sudden rip that cracked opened in your ribcage at the image of- of Steve-- he-

You sobbed and trashed around once more, a Kevlar-clad silhouette shielding you from the view of terror. Your eyes travelled up, your gaze swimming in tears, meeting worried yet piercing green eyes of your fellow spy.

“Steve? Report! Rogers?”

Your body turned limp at the sound of his name, your eyelids sliding shut, ice crystalizing in your veins. Your whole world swayed, vertigo overtaking all of your senses so intensely you tasted gastric juices.

No one responded.

The moment the weight shifted from you, you doubled over and spitted the contents of your stomach, nearly choking on the vomit, a pit growing in your stomach.

A hand landed on your shoulder, possibly with an attempt to soothe you; with zero effect as you couldn’t breathe in properly.

“I’m scanning the building, but the heat everywhere is making it a bit difficult,” Tony informed you mechanically, no emotion in his statement.  

You had barely realized in your haze that you hadn’t seen his figure either, but you assumed the suit would protect him, more so since he had been mostly flying around the building rather than bursting in.

A violent tremble took a hold of your body, blackness edging your vision even with your eyes closed. Ashes danced behind your eyelids, fire and dust, white roses, black wood covered in fabric, red and white stripes, stars scattered over the blue, hiding the ugly truth of a fallen soldier.

A fallen soldier.

An irreplaceable leader.

A loyal friend.

Your partner.

Your lover.

Your love.

All gone.

Your hand was pressed against something solid, moving periodically and your breath instinctively attempted to match the tempo. It was really fucking hard, because your ribcage ached, your mouth felt disgusting, your heart pounded in both your chest and temples and pictures of Steve’s smile haunted you.

‘There must be some hope left for him, come on-‘

‘It blew up, you nitwit-‘

“Any-- -py? L-- help? West-- under-“ fractions of words reached your ear and you laughed hysterically, your palms instantly covering your mouth in disbelief, tears rolling down your face.

“Son of a bitch,” Clint commented behind you and you chuckled, the sound hurting you and yet relieving your tension that had been crushing you for god knew how long.

You found yourself gasping for air again, this time because you couldn’t stop laughing– and crying-- and cursing in every language you had ever tried to learn.

“Yes, we copy,” Tony announced wryly, but clearly flied to lend a helping hand to the dumbass of a captain.

Scrambling to your feet with difficulty as your legs felt strangely wobbly, Sam’s arms appeared on your sides to support your stance. You head spun with adrenalin and residual terror, endless relief slowly creeping in; you needed to see him. You needed to see him and hear his voice clearly, touching him, tasting him, soothing all of your senses with the reality of him not being blown to hell.

And then, you might kill him yourself.

But god, first you needed him to prove any way imaginable that he was still breathing.

Rationally, you knew it couldn’t take that long, but the moments of no report from Tony was tugging at your stomach, impatience filling every cell in your body as the time stretched to eternity. When Sam hesitantly let go of you, you started making your way, one shaky step after another, towards the still burning building; in hope to shorten the torturous period of not being quite sure Steve would be alright.

Eventually, the heat and smoke became too much, the danger too imminent for you to come any closer; you, unlike some other people on your team, one in particular, had some self-preservation left.

“Well and I thought you were born in the first half of the past century, not in the stone age… Gee, Rogers, that’s a lot of rubble…” Tony complained over the channel and you instinctively winced.

Perhaps Steve wasn’t burn to a crisp, but… trapped under the stones and concrete? That did not sound any better.

Minutes were ticking by and as the adrenalin gradually left your body, you started shivering despite the heat which the flames provided.

The sudden flash of red and gold was your salvation. Like an angel of mercy, Tony flew up with a man supported only by his iron palms, carried much like you had been from the roof, and descended to your level, Steve’s feet touching the ground with barely visible stumble. The dried paths of salt on your cheeks were watered again, fresh tears rolling down in endless waterfalls, your mouth once more covered with the back of your hand; your teeth sunk into the leather of your gloves on instinct.

Steve simply stood there, ribcage expanding widely, favouring his left leg, his arm curled around his ribs as if he had been in a fight with a hostile agent who landed a few lucky hits and not with a building that had fallen on him, apparently.

Your feet acted on their own account as they brought you to him, your body crashing into his chest with ferocity, arms thrown around his middle, face buried in his shoulder. He grunted at the brutal impact of your weight, but his hand reluctantly let go of the shield and had it hit the ground, his arms sneaking around your body instead.

‘Don’t squeeze too tight,’ you scolded yourself. ‘He might be bleeding internally. Don’t squeeze him too tight, he’s hurt, because-‘

‘-because he’s a fucking idiot!’

Just as he buried his face in your hair, you jerked away, staring him down with a murderous glare.

‘He’s injured,’ you reminded yourself, but that didn’t stop you.

Balling your hand in a weak fist, you punched his chest with vigour, flaring rage replacing the dread in your veins, searingly hot and destructive.

“I thought you were dead, you—you stupid piece of-- jerk!” you spitted out venomously, your impression of a harpy ruined by your voice breaking as you choked on a sob.

His blue eyes shone bright yet tired through the smudges of dirt on his face, dust and trickle of blood on the side of his neck, seeping into the high collar of his uniform. He was a picture of misery and exhaustion, but you were torn between pity, relief and anger as he reached out for you, offering you something small in his palm.

“I’m sorry for scaring you,” he rasped, voice rough from the smoke he doubtlessly inhaled. “But I got the drive-“

Snatching the stupid device from his hand, you threw it away – peripherally checking where it landed – and stretched your arm to hit him again.

Weary hand caught your blow before it could collide with its target and with a strength that surprised you he could still possess after nearly getting buried alive, he pulled you into his embrace again, wrapping you in his arms and breathing you in as if he needed to assure himself you were still in the land of living. Or perhaps he felt the urge to confirm that he was still breathing?

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” he creaked lowly, his fingers flexing on the flash of your sides. “I’m okay…”

You shook your head wildly, but didn’t try to escape the cage of his arms, melting into his frame instead.

The truth was though, you fundamentally disagreed with him.

He was not okay. And you most definitely weren’t either.

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You, in contrary, adored the board. Not because it reminded you of the faults your beloved boyfriend had, but because you were hopeful that the whole team giving him shit about it would cause him to be less impulsive and more considerate of the consequences of his actions.

The sign read: ‘______ without Steve doing stupid life-threatening shit’

You had proudly written down number 3 and the word days. You prayed the number would climb (and that you might possibly write down ‘months’ instead of just days), even after Steve healed completely and returned to active duty; which was apparently about to happen very soon.

“Sweetheart?”

“Uh-huh? Nope. It’s staying right here and you better be getting to higher numbers than that.”

“But-“

“When did you ever back away from a challenge, Cap?” Sam entered your discussion subtly and you sent him a grateful wink, while Steve shot him a glare that would have had him lying in a pool of blood if a glare could kill.

“That is awfully accurate,” you noted with a tired sigh, torn between enjoying Steve’s discomfort and fighting with the anxiety caused by the fact that what Sam said was uncomfortably on point. “I can’t believe it took me so long to see the extends of your lacking self-preservation. I didn’t believe them when I first joined, you know? When they told me you were reckless…? God, I should have known better…”

“He did crash a plane before-“ “I’m not that bad-“ Sam and Steve spoke at the same time and you rolled your eyes at the former, locking your gaze with the latter.

“1 minute and 19 seconds,” you protested, not offering any context.

Both Sam and Steve seemed flabbergasted at your statement.

“Huh?”

“I asked Tony about the time,” you elaborated, voice dangerously low. “For 1 minute and 19 seconds after the explosion, there was nothing but silence from you. I thought you were dead,” you repeated your words from that day to remind him.

A flare of fury ignited in your chest again and Steve must have recognized the expression on your face, because he instantly took a step back, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender.

You huffed, running your hand down your face, forcing your breathing to return to normal as your glances met and you exchanged a wordless conversation.

His ‘I’m sorry,’ followed by a perfect set of kicked-puppy eyes he excelled at performing.

Your raised eyebrow in return and ‘I’m sure you are. And?’

“You’re never gonna let that go, are you?” Steve resigned and it brought a victorious smirk back to your face. The victory tasted bittersweet, the fact you were still discussing his near-death experience kinda taking the satisfaction of overpowering him away.

“No.”

“And you’re gonna remind me at every occasion, aren’t you?”

“Yep,” you chipped and crossed the distance that had somehow managed to grow between the two of you. You raised your hand and repeatedly poked at his chest with your index finger; cheekily, yet deadly serious. “Until it gets through your thick skull that your life matters too much to me, to all of us, you idiotic. Piece. Of dumb-”

You never got the chance to finish your outraged clipped sentence. Steve shut you up the most effective way known to lovers of humankind.

His fingers sunk into your hair in one swift movement, pulling you in for a dramatic kiss.

And after the days of torturous distance, you gave in, convincing yourself that you’d get plenty of opportunities to give him shit about his recklessness later.

After all, you had the sign to help you with that.

Judging by the burst of laughter as the rest of the team entered the kitchen, you bet they would have your back as well.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered in conciliatory manner once more, his words brushing your lips. “I love you.”

“Hpmf. I love you too. But the sign stays.”

“…dammit.”

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Sooo, I possibly made it too long? *sigh* I also hope I didn’t like… broke some rule or something, my first prompt fic and all. If I did, I’m really sorry.

Anyway, I wanted to thank @mermaidxatxheart​ for letting me be a part of this challenge. I enjoyed participating and hopefully, you people, enjoyed reading :))

[lunartonehana]

Pokemon Rejuvenation V13 Live Reaction Thread 10/10+Final Thoughts

Spoilers for V13 under cut

Geara >:(

Did I ever tell yall that i despise the haunted field

Geara’s team(Krook,Para,Grimm,Geng,Chan,Clef)

Hmmm

This fight isn’t particularly hard my problem is that Gengar can hit very hard and the clefairy is annoying ugh

what the fuck????

what the fuck is up with the parasect???

Maybe he is hard

I soft resetted so many times for the fight

Also ig u can’t overwrite and destroy fields anymore???i tried to use misty terrain because the hypnosis was driving me insane but it was just added onto the field

i really don’t like that

Its morning now

I beat him because I got a crit on the clefable :)

Still hated that battle

Okie saki time

wtf is up with this field 🗿

Remember when I said the hardest fight so far in v13 was the Cella battle

Yea

Not anymore

Saki’s field is busted and since we can’t really remove fields temporarily w/ type terrains…i’m stuck in it…

Was Terra in reborn fought on this field…?I forgot how I beat her it’s been years

So the Glitch Field

Yes i’m taking notes

Removes the physical/special split

Meaning physical and special moves are based off of typing now

Special attack is based off of either spatk or spdef,depending on the larger one

Wonder room can kinda make things easier

Dragon types are useless

New day

Saki’s pissing me off and this is kinda an unfair fight since changing the fields doesn’t work anymore

I don’t care if this is cowardly but i am gonna cheese saki through destiny bond+quick claw+wonder room mismagius

First try with cheesing i made it to her last mon(corviknight) but i accidentally ran out of potions…somehow

Took 3 tries with cheesing but I beat her

Not proud of it but i wanna finish the main story

GROUP HUG

Rhodea :(

Oh shit crescent

Crescent deserves better

Ooo Xenpurgis is an ub

Rune mvp

Oh damn we’re just attacking team xen in v14 cool cool

Cool done with the main story

Okay I am going to a little review for this version. Overall I think I would give this chapter a B+ or a B.

My favorite path without a doubt was Erin+Kanon’s route. I loved exploring Angie’s mansion and I adored the atmosphere of the place itself. The map and tilesets were just really well done. I used Erin’s team without the Interceptor…well intervening with our pkmn and I felt like the difficulty was just right. I stuggled but all I needed to do was change my strategy. The atmosphere with the maids and the ost complemented the environment so well. Erin was great and she’s probably a contender for one of my favorites in the game…ignoring Aelita of course. The path also added a lot onto the Vitus situation and what interactions might happen in the endgame since we still don’t know his whereabouts.

Next would have to be either Aelita or the Player’s path. Personally, the path’s were kinda along the same in terms of ranking but I feel like their was more that happened in the player’s path that personally felt more relevant. It was nice seeing the player’s past self and their history with Crescent back in Miera…which begs the question, how old is Crescent??? Geniunely what is the timeline between the events at Miera with the player and the player heading to Gearen…Also thank you developers for not making Crescent have a past romantic relationship with the player…I have seen this happen too many times in other games and shows. Let them just be besties. Looking back at it, this part was kinda dialogue heavy but that problem is alleviated from the puzzles and good interactions in both routes.

The only problem I felt is that…imo Rune left as soon as she came. Ig since we found out she’s the puppet master she was always there but…i felt like we should’ve seen her as Rune just a bit longer…Also the twist regarding her and Huey’s background also kinda felt like it should’ve been alluded to earlier(unless they did hint to it earlier and i just forgot) because it didn’t feel like much. Still a good route tho, a solid B.

My least favorite was Melia+Venam+Ren’s route. I kinda felt like this route was shorter than the other one’s looking back at it. Gameplay wise there wasn’t much happening there save for the battle with Cassandra. The underground area also wasn’t really special overall. There was some interesting tidbits regarding the Archetype and the Garufans but it hasn’t really payed off yet in the story. The trio’s interactions were just okay, I liked their interactions in Goldenwood but their dialogue in the underground place was meh. Though I loved Nim and I am happy to know she has changed sides, I can’t wait to see more of her.

The developers knocked it out of the park with this version! I only talked about the additions to the main story but I went back to earlier places that got upgraded and woa Sheridan and Goldenrood look phenomenal! Route 3 and Phasial cave got changed and they look superb. I’ll miss Route 4 but the reservoir looks amazing so far and I am impressed with how they are handling the rift dens! Also making gigantamax mons function like mega evolutions is genius. Also the aevium forms are really nice and my favorite is the alolan mareep that I can’t get :)))))))))))

Also I started over to see changes made with the beginning cutscene and man the ship looks better and the additions with the full artwork of characters is great. I want to play this game again in the future(probably during winter break since I am going to be busy for awhile) on normal mode with a monotype team but I haven’t decided which one yet :o

That’s it with main story additions, I am going to have to go back and catch any new pokemon added in the game.