#oh wow the guy that likes rabbits and rabbit characters likes the rabbit character. what a surprise

[thelooniemoonie]

wabbit

[barleyo]

Don't Run, Rabbit.

Tsukishima Kei X F! Reader (smut)

A/N: Barley wrote something that's not dark content for the first time in forever alert!!! Get excited guys, whoop-whoop! Side-note, I'm literally in love with Tsukishima and I need to have him. That's why this is long as shit. #tsukkiloversunite

Tags: timeskip Tsukki (obv you nasties!!), roleplay, switching dominance (m and f), werewolf x bunny trope, p in v, breeding kink,

Wordcount: 4.4k

You and your boyfriend, Tsukishima, decided to have a movie night at your house. He got a kick out of watching you get scared and cling onto him, so he decided to pop on a horror movie, something spooky with werewolves.

"You scared yet?" He asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes while he peered at you over his glasses.

He let out a 'tch' sound when you shook your head.

The movie reached the halfway mark, and the main villain, a giant half-man, half-wolf monster trapped the female main character against a wall. The camera zoomed into the slow motion bite the werewolf took into the girl's neck.

Your eyes widened slightly at the scene. You couldn't help the blush that appeared on your face the longer the movie dragged out the scene. It seemed more like a porno than a horror movie with each bite the werewolf left in the girl, licking over each bitemark he left.

Your boyfriend, being the observant bastard he was, took notice of your behavior immediately and smirked.

"What, are you into this shit or something?"

"Wha—? No, what are you saying? Of course not," you said, pushing his shoulder, face still warm. "Just mind your own! Watch the movie."

You placed your hands on each side of your face, keeping them straight to try and block his view of your embarrassed face, an obvious tell. 

He raised an eyebrow at your reaction, that smirk still plastered on his face.

"Your face is red as a tomato and you're trying to cover it. Are you sure you aren't into it?" He teased, poking your cheek.

He grabbed your wrists and moved your hands away from your face, his smirk growing wider at the sight of your flushed expression.

"Oh, wow," he snickered, "your face and ears are red. Very suspicious."

"Shut up," you mumbled, internally cringing at how you had been called out. "My face is not red, and I am not 'into' whatever you're trying to imply, thank you very much!" 

Your voice got more high and defensive by the second, trying and failing to cover up the way  his teasing paired with the semi-erotic scene of the movie made you feel.

He chuckled at your defensive reaction, his smirk turning into a full-on grin.

"Ooh, denial," he said, resting his arm around the back of the couch. "It looks good on you." He shifted closer to you on the couch, leaning in to whisper into your ear. "You know, you're very cute when you're flustered," he teased, gently nipping your earlobe in the process.

You flinched as he grazed his teeth over your ear, slipping away from him in embarrassment. 

"Ack—!" You turned away from him, swatting at him with your hand.

He chuckled at your flustered reaction, scooting closer to you once again. 

"Aw, look at you, trying to run away. He gently grabbed your ankle and tugged you toward him. "Are you getting shy off a little nip? How sweet." He moved closer until he was hovering over you, pinning you to the couch with his arms on either side of your head. "Admit it. This movie is getting you turned on," he said, looking down at you with a smug expression. "You're probably into that whole monster-fucking thing, aren't you?"

You turned your head away from him, trying to hide your face in the crook of your shoulder.

"No, I'm not, don't say that," you whined, you legs and feet squirming in an attempt to keep yourself from squealing.

He chuckled at your desperate attempt to hide your face and avoid the topic. He gently lifted your chin, forcing you to look at him.

"You're such a bad liar," he teased, his smirk never leaving his face. "Your face always gives it away."

He leaned closer, his lips grazing your jawline, leaving a trail of feather-light kisses up to your ear.

"It's okay, you know," he whispered, his breath hot against your skin. "I won't judge you for your nasty, little kink."

"Ugh, stop saying that!" You wiggled a little more, but didn't push him off. "It's not a kink, it's just— it's nothing," you mumbled again.

He chuckled once again at your protest, clearly enjoying teasing you. 

"Oh, it's definitely a fetish," he teased, his hand slowly trailing up your side, his touch sending chills down your spine.

"And there's nothing wrong with that," he said, his lips brushing against your neck, nibbling on a sensitive spot. "It's cute how embarrassed you are over it. You act like I don't already know half of the stuff you're into."

You faltered at the way he brushed it off, not weirded out by it. You craned your head to give him better access to your neck.

"So�� so what, then? What are we gonna do about it then?" you asked nervously, trying to stop yourself from stuttering or coming off as ashamed.

He could practically hear the worry in your voice despite the tough attitude you tried to put up.

"Oh-ho, so you finally admit it?" He teased, grinning as he continued to trail kisses down your neck, his hand slowly tracing up your torso. "Well, if my cute girlfriend has a thing for monsters, I suppose it's my duty to satisfy that little kink of hers, don't you think?"

You got brave for a moment and decided to say something way out of character, pushing past your nerves.

"So, are you gonna be my monster tonight?" 

You immediately widened your eyes, surprised by the tone you took and the words that came out of your mouth. 

He froze for a moment, clearly taken aback by your unexpected boldness. A half of a moment later, however, he let out a low chuckle, a approving smile spreading across his face. 

"Look at you, getting all feisty," he said, his hand pausing in its exploration of your body. "You really want me to be a monster, huh?" he teased, his touch resuming as he shifted to hover over you again. "Do you know what happens to naughty girls who tease monsters?"

You shook off the rest of your shyness and got into the zone, sensing that your boyfriend was equally as turned on. Wrapping your legs around him and flipping him over on his back, you sat straddled over him and leaned over his face, inches away from his lips while you answered his question.

"They get devoured, don't they, Kei?"

He snickered as you flipped him over, clearly enjoying the unexpected change of power dynamics. He watched you with a mixture of amusement and desire as you straddled him, leaning over him with that sultry expression.

When you uttered that bold reply, he couldn't repress the grin that tugged at the corners of his lips. He was enjoying this little game a bit too much.

"You're starting to get so spicy, tonight," he murmured, his hands now wrapped around your waist.

"Who, me? Nah," you said, your smirk growing on your face. "Now, are we gonna finish the movie or what?"

You raised yourself on your knees, ready to remove yourself from his lap so you both could get back to the movie.

He chuckled as you teasingly denied his comment, loving the playful banter between the two of you. When you started to move off his lap, he tightened his grip on your waist, keeping you in place.

"Oh no, you don't," he said, still grinning. "You're staying right where you are."

He gently tugged you back down onto his lap, his hands roaming up and down your thighs. 

"And forget about the movie," he added, his gaze fixed on you. "I'm much more interested in playing with you now."

You felt him hike you forward in one swift motion.

"You're such a tease," he murmured, his eyes fixed on yours. "Trying to leave me already? Did you really think I was gonna let you go that easily?" He pulled you closer to him, his legs trapping you in his lap. "Just for that little stunt, I'm gonna keep you right here," he said. "You're not going anywhere until I say so."

"Ah, I'm not? Well then," you said, slowly making circles with your hips over his lap, "I guess I'll just have to let you do whatever you want, hm, Mr. Werewolf-Boyfriend?"

He inhaled sharply as you began moving your hips over his lap, his grip on your thighs tightening. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he watched you with desire and amusement.

"Mr. Werewolf-Boyfriend, huh?" he replied, his voice dripping with mock condescension. "You're really getting into this monster schtick, aren't you?"

He pulled you even closer, effectively trapping you against his body, and leaned in to nibble on your shoulder.

"Mm," you hummed, melting in his arms. You let him continue for a second before you remembered something, snapping to back to attention. "Babe, wait, I have something prepared for a moment like this." You tried to wriggle out of his grasp to go fetch it.

He let out a low growl of protest as you began to struggle against his grip, his hands gripping you even tighter as he tried to keep you in place.

"H-Hey, where are you going?" he asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice. 

But when you mentioned you had something prepared, his curiosity outweighed his possessiveness, and he reluctantly loosened his grip on you.

"Alright, alright," he said, releasing his hold on you. "You can go get whatever you need. Just don't take too long."

You ran into your bedroom and came out with a plastic bag from a local sex-toy shop. 

"I brought this just— just, like, in case, you know? Anyways..."

You pulled out to werewolf ear hair clips and handed them to him. 

"There, put those on, and I'll put these on too," you said. You placed a pair of bunny ears on your head and jokingly twitched your nose at him.

He stared at the contents of the bag with a mixture of amusement and curiosity, his eyebrows raising slightly as you handed him the werewolf ear hair clips.

"You went out and bought this stuff yourself?" he asked, surprise in his voice. He scoffed as he examined the accessories, his finger tracing the outline of the clip. "You're full of surprises, aren't you?"

He slipped the werewolf ear clips into his hair, letting out a mock growl as he did so. He then looked at your bunny ears, palming his hard-on while he watched you adjust them.

You bit your lip at the sound of his growl, giggling softly. You looked through the bag one final time and felt a bit hesitant, unsure of whether or not to pull out the last two items in the bottom of it. 

He snorted as you giggled at the growl, enjoying how bubbly you got about such a small sound. He watched as you rummaged through the bag, his curiosity piqued. He noticed the brief hesitation in your movements, and he couldn't help but wonder what else you had prepared.

"What's that, hm?" he asked, a pout playing on his lips. "What else do you have in there? I'm starting to wonder if you're hiding anything else in that little bag of wonders."

You sighed and pulled out a collar and leash.

"I just didn't know how you would feel about these— I mean, we don't have to use them, I just got them just in case, like— just in case we would need them, or— or if—!" You stumbled over your words roughly, babbling a bit while you tried to explain yourself.

He let out a low whistle as you pulled out the collar and leash, his eyebrows raising in surprise. He watched as you fumbled over your words, trying to explain.

"Oh, now that's something I didn't expect," he said, a hint of amusement in his voice. He chuckled at your flustered state, seeing how worked up you were.

"So, you got those just in case, huh?" he asked, taking the collar from you and admiring it. "And who, exactly, did you intend on having wear this?"

"Well, read the tag and find out."

"Good Boy," he read aloud, his eyes flicking up to meet your gaze. "Well well, you've really gone all out on this, haven't you?" he said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "You're determined to play the role of my little bunny prey, aren't you?"

Kei handed the collar and leash back to you.

"Put it on me, then."

You fidgeting with your hands excitedly before unclipping the collar.

"Lean forward, m'kay?"

He laughed softly, amused by your excitement as you unclipped the collar. He obeyed your command and leaned forward, his eyes fixed on you with curiosity. His head tilted to one side slightly, exposing his neck so that you could put the collar on him.

"Like this, bunny girl?" he teased, his tone playful.

You nodded and put the collar onto him, attaching the leash onto it.

"Comfy?"

You had a loose grasp on the leash, waiting for him to answer.

He ran his fingers over the collar around his neck, adjusting it slightly. It clung snugly to his skin, but not uncomfortably so. 

"Yeah, it's comfortable," he replied, his voice dripping with pure amusement. He leaned back slightly, letting the leash hang loose in your grip. "So, what now?"

"I've got to fix your clips for you, first off, you said. Taking the wolf ears out of his hair, readjusted them and clipped them back in.

"How do I look?"

"You look.." you paused, watching him close his mouth, lick over his teeth, and flash them at you like a true werewolf, "so hot, babe."

"Yeah? You like them, huh?" Kei teased, hair slightly messy from the clips. "You think I look hot as a werewolf monster?"

You tightened your grip on the leash and tugged him forward roughly as you unzipped his pants, freeing his length.

"So hot," you repeated to answer his question, yanking the leash so he would look up at you. You removed your panties and tossed them, grinding your slick folds over his dick.

He let out a low growl as you suddenly rubbed over him and tugged on his leash, pulling him closer to you. He looked up at you obediently as you yanked on the leash, his golden-brown eyes locked on your face.

"Is that so?" he said, his voice lower and a bit gruff from the arousal. He felt his heart start to speed up at the way you suddenly took control. "You like having your little monster on a leash, do you? Is that how you want me? Leashed for you?"

You grabbed Kei's face in your hands, rubbing softly under his chin and on his cheeks as if you were petting him.

"Mm, no," you said in a low tone, nuzzling your nose against his, "I want you fucking into me, but that will come soon enough, Mr. Werewolf."

He leaned into your touch, his eyes closing slightly as you rubbed under his chin and against his cheeks. However, your words and the feeling of you nuzzling your nose against his piqued his attention, and he opened his eyes again.

He huffed out a breath, the sexual tension  making it more of a growl than a normal exhale. "Is that so? You think a slutty bunny like you deserves to get fucked?" he challenged, his voice still gruff. "I don't think you do."

"I'll just do what bunnies are best at to convince you," you said coolly, wrapping the leash around your palm, ready to tug it whenever necessary. 

Kei felt his heart race a bit faster as you tightened your grip on the leash, his eyes flicking down to watch your movement. 

He raised an eyebrow at your words, "Oh, and what's that? Running and hiding?" he asked, unable to resist the urge to push your buttons a little.

"No."

You yanked the leash roughly, pulling him forward. Your tone became cold and rough, but still flirtatious.

"Bunnies are best at bouncing." 

You blew a puff of air over his face, chuckling at him as he blinked quickly in response.

"They're pretty good at multiplying, too. Maybe you should knot me and we can have ourselves a litter."

He was dazed by the unexpected roughness of your tone, but he was more distracted by the feel of the leash being pulled and the puff of air you blew across his face, making him involuntarily blink. His cheeks flushed a slight shade of red at your words. He tried to maintain his cocky facade, but the way you were talking was making it increasingly difficult.

"Are you really suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" he asked, his voice slightly hoarse.

You could feel his legs start to shake under you in excitement. 

"I'm serious, big, bad wolf." You leaned forward on his lap, whispering into his ear. "No pulling out at the last minute. No rubbers. Nothing. I want to carry your pups. Y'gonna let me have 'em?" 

His breath hitched at your whispered words, your breath tickling his ear. He let out a low, guttural growl. His heart was thumping in his chest, the thought of what you were suggesting stirring something primal within him.

"You really have no idea what you're asking for, do you?" His voice was nothing but a low rumble at this point. "You want me to claim you? Breed you and fill you with my pups?"

"I want your pups," you paused, breaking character for a moment, "and I want your babies, Kei." You threw your hands over his shoulders, leaning face to face with him. "Now, I'll ask you again, one more time. Are you going to give them to me?"

His face softened as he realized you were breaking character and being genuine about it. He met your gaze, his eyes searching yours. He saw the hint of seriousness in your eyes, and he knew you were being sincere.

He brought his hands up to your hips, holding you in place. He leaned in closer, his forehead touching yours.

"Yes," he said, his voice thick with unrestrained desire. "I'll give them to you. I'll give you my pups. I'll give you all of me, bunny girl."

"Then hurry up and fill me up."

You let go of your hold on the leash and let him flip you over, taking control again, finally getting a taste of the dominance he so craved. 

He took the opportunity to take over, pining you down beneath him on the couch cushions. His eyes darkened with desire as he straddled you, the leash tangled in between you. 

He leaned in close, his breath hot against your neck as he spoke. "You really are a naughty girl, aren't you?" he murmured, his voice dripping with possessive need. "Begging for my pups like that."

"I know what I want," you said, wrapping you legs around his waist, pulling him close to you half naked body. "Bunnies need to get bred, you know that. Don't you, smart boy?"

He let out a low growl as you wrapped around him. He could feel the heat radiating from your cunt and it was driving him crazy.

"Oh, I know," he muttered, his hands gripping your thighs, splitting them apart while he slid into you. "I know how needy you bunnies can be. Always in need of a big, strong wolf to satisfy your cravings."

"Yeah, jus' because you wolves are so much better than boy bunnies. S'much bigger 'n stronger," you whined, placing your hand around his arm, gripping onto it tightly while he made shallow thrusts into you. "Just want a strong werewolf like to knock me up. Can't you do that for me?" 

He groaned as you spoke, relishing in the way you were complimenting him. He flexed his arm, enjoying the feeling of your hand against his bicep.

"Wan' me to prove just how much stronger I am than a puny, little bunny boy?" Lowering  his mouth to your neck, he sucked at your skin, his teeth grazing over your pulse point.

Your mouth fell open, feeling his sharp teeth nip at you. 

"Yes, that's all I want! Don't want you to hold back, 'm a greedy girl. I want every load."

Kei loved your eagerness. He nibbled and kissed down your neck, his teeth dragging along your skin just enough to leave faint red marks. You couldn't tell what you enjoyed more: the feeling of his dick inside of you or his mouth around you.

"Is that so?" he muttered, his hips snapping up against yours. He pulled back to look down at you, a glint in his eyes. "You really think you can handle a big, bad wolf like me? I won't hold back, you know." He punctuated his words with a rough thrust, knocking your entire body forward.

You gasped and tried to catch your breath for a second. "Babe," you broke character briefly, trying to catch his attention.

Kei paused his ministrations, sensing the change in your tone. He lifted his head, looking down at you with a slightly concerned expression.

"Everything alright, baby?" he asked, his voice laced with a mix of concern and affection.

"If you don't get cum inside of me in the next ten seconds, I'm going to fist fight you, m'kay?" Your eyes fluttered softly at him, voice soaked in need and impatience.

He chuckled at your impatience, his concern melting away and replaced by a smug grin.

"You really are demanding, aren't you. Far be it from me to keep my bunny waiting."

He gritted his teeth, eyebrows furrowing as he lifted your legs over his shoulder, pounding away. He watched as a ring of white arousal formed at the base of his cock, getting stickier the more he moved.

"Are you ready for this one?"

You nodded, playfully counting down to speed him up before you started 'throwing hands.'

"Ten, nine, eight, seven si— oh!" 

As you began to countdown, he scoffed, a bit annoyed by your playful attempt to speed things along. Once he was almost there, his irritation was replaced by the feeling of your tightness all around him causing him to moan huskily. 

All he felt was you. Every vice-like grip you unleashed around him, every slick drip slipping out.

You felt him force your face down in the pillows, muffling your counting when he approached his peak.

You let out a bunch of rough, jumbled gasps before giggling with your dry mouth. You decided to tease him, since he was obviously more far-gone than you were.

"I feel it twitching, gonna spill soon? Spill your seed and give me the pups I deserve?" You lifted your head off of the pillows, face fucked out beyond comprehension. 

He growled at your words, his hands gripping your hips almost harshly as he tried to hold himself back. He could feel the way you had him completely at your mercy, even as you were pinned beneath him.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me, do you? You're going to push me over the edge if you keep talking like that."

You pushed your hips back, feeling his dick twitch again.

"C'mon, I'll count down again for you. Think you can cum for me by the time I get to one?"

Kei groaned deeply as you pushed back against him. He could feel himself getting close, the way you were teasing him driving him wild.

He tried to maintain his composure, but his breath was ragged and his heart was pounding. "Whatever you want," he whined, "I don't care, just— whatever you want, baby, please. Take it."

You pushed him, once again, all the way onto his back. You remained facing away from him, moving your lower body up and down, bouncing on his cock. He let out a strangled gasp as you pushed him onto his back, pinning him there as you took control.

"Ten, nine, eight," you counted aloud, a giggle permanently stuck in your voice.

You sped up, hearing him pant loudly like a dog, mouth shamelessly open.

"Seven, six, five, four, oh, are you gonna make it to one?" you cooed at him, feeling him lift his hips to buck up into you.

Kei felt his resolve weakening with each number you counted out. He tried to hold back, to maintain some semblance of control, but it was no use. He was weak. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge with each bounce.

"Three," you counted agonizingly slow now, drawing out every syllable. So mean.

"Please," Kei breathed out, the word coming out as a whine. "Please, bunny, I can't hold on much longer."

"Two, oh you're so cute when you beg," you added, tittering to yourself. "One."

Kei was an absolute mess beneath you, his body trembling and his breath coming in spastic gasps. His fingers dug into the cushioning below him, his fingers puncturing the fabric as he tried to hold himself together.

But when you counted down to one, that single, earth shattering number, his control wavered and broke. Guttural moans slipped as he came inside of your needy cunt, his body bucking and shuddering as he spilled inside, softly spewing curses under his breath.

You felt your body practically split itself in half to receive his seed, drinking him up like water. 

As he came down from the high of his release, he lay there panting, feeling completely spent. His mind was fuzzy, his thoughts a muddled mess as he tried to catch his breath.

Kei looked at you with a mixture of awe and disbelief. "You really know how to a guy wild."

"Mhm, I know." 

You turned around to look at him, faux confusion on your face while you peered down at his exhausted form.

"Oh, but, who said we were finished? Bunnies need to get as many rounds in as possible. Are you weaker than a bunny-boy? You can't take anymore?"

He groaned at your comment, his eyes narrowing slightly as he watched you look down at him with a feigned innocence. He knew you were just teasing him, but he couldn't help but feel a flare of competitiveness rile him up.

"Oh, is that so? You think you can handle another round with me, stupid rabbit?" he asked, his voice dripping with a playful challenge. He reached out and grabbed your wrist, pulling you around to face him head on again.

"Eek—! Tsukki, I was joking, I promise!" 

He shushed your squealing and pulled you down. 

"Don't run, we still have pups to make, remember? We need my seed to take for sure."

[ostrichmonkey-games]

OC Incubators: TTRPG Design for Making Cool Little Guys

I've been thinking a lot about why some people like to play Certain Games and how that intersects with action figure style play and the desire to make your own little blorbos.

What is it about Certain Games (which will not be named so I don't go down a rabbit-hole of breaking apart that game's design lmao) that really gets people's sitting down and just making a whole bunch of cool OCs? You know, your zany wizards, sexy demony bards, and all of that.

So, I've talked a lot about this with some people (shoutout to @temporalhiccup), and I'm not the only person to be thinking on similar wavelengths (check out this fun read by @sprintingowl), and in those discussions and in that reading, I've put together a few what I think are Key Ingredients for making ttrpg that is also an OC incubator. At least, in the sense of how I would want to do it.

So first, what is an OC Incubator? My definition is basically any sort of semi-sandbox/open ended game where you make your own cool character and then go do cool things. Along the way of doing those cool things, you come up with cool stories and have your OC evolve in even more cool ways. Cool, yeah?

Here are the key ingredients I've identified for the incubator stew (store bought is fine);

Character Options

Character Potential

An Inviting Sandbox

So let's break these down a bit more below;

Character Options

Character options is the most straightforward of the points. You need interesting and fun options - building blocks - for the players to craft their little guys from. Options that are exciting and easily communicate their core identity quickly.

A lot of this is walking a fine balance of providing enough options that making a choice is exciting, but not too many so as to be overwhelming.

But ultimately, these options are there to hit the dollmaker, picrew, character customization screen, itch. It should be fun to make all those decisions.

Aside: I gotta do more stuff with lifepath systems.

Of all the main ingredients to our incubator, character options are probably the easiest to come up.

Character Potential

This is where things start to get a little more complicated. Potential is all about aspiration. It's less about being able to get to that point, but more about "oh wow, look at all these extra things my cool OC could do".

These options are something to look forward to, something to think about. Neat cool extra doodads for making your cool little oc even cooler and expand on your cool little oc's story like milestones and growth.

In a lot of ways, these sorts of options are just an iteration of the initial character options you use when making your character. These are probably going to expand on core elements of the character options (class or playbook abilities, etc).

Again, the key point is potential and aspiration. To make you think about the future of the character.

I think, ideally, a game is intrinsically rewarding to play. You play it because its fun, not to get some sort of external reward. Play to play. But it also can be fun to put some carrots on the stick.\

As a treat.

Inviting Sandbox

The setting and premise of the game needs to invite players in. It's the big fancy dollhouse for all your cool toys. There needs to be space to play in it, but also there needs to be something to still play in! Some games are operating at an advantage: with well established settings that have been around for years and/or using a setting that utilizes tropes and ideas that also have been established for years. You know. Elves and stuff.

But! You absolutely do not need a well established setting or play with well established tropes to make an inviting sandbox! The main criteria is that it is inviting. Whatever that means to you, go for it. For me, an inviting setting, one that would make me want to play around in, needs;

Enough foundation to guide the play. What are the major players and assumptions of the settings? Give me the overview and broad strokes first!

Enough space for the table to add to while they play in. If every thing is set in stone, then what are we playing in this sandbox for? You need some sand to sculpt! Put some sand in your sandbox!

I could spend a lot more time talking about settings, sandboxes, and how it all circles back to anti-canon, but that's a story for another post.

Mixing It All Together

So, with those ingredients identified, how do you go about layering them all together? How should they interact with each other? And the easy answer is "I don't know, figure it out."

But also, I don't entirely know. You gotta figure that out for yourself. That's part of the design process. I don't think there's one singular way to "design" around getting people to have fun whipping together some cool OCs and then playing around with them together. In many senses, you can do that in practically any game. But for some of my current projects, I want to try keeping the three ingredients in mind as I write the games (particularly Furry Crime Game), and see what happens. Maybe it'll end up hitting the notes I want it to - crafting a game that makes the players constantly rotate their cool little guys in their mind - maybe it'll end up being something else. I dunno, real Ms. Frizzle hours: Get messy, make mistakes.

Also, as I'm writing this out now, I think a potential fourth ingredient to try mixing into the stew is Player Investment. Time, creativity, emotional. It all feeds into the character and different games expect different levels of investment. Something to probably keep in mind while you hone your game.

I don't know how else to end this, except to say that I'm excited to experiment in this space. Maybe you are too?

[intheshadowsbehindyou]

Okay, got a weird one for ya~ So I have ASD, meaning I can sometimes react oddly to social things, or actions. One of these is that whenever I see seggs scenes in movies, I start laughing. Like seggs in movies, even if it’s not meant to be funny, is just HILARIOUS to me. Sometimes I even explain between laughter why it’s so hilarious, like “Oh my gods WHAT IS THAT NOISE??? MY GUY, you a tractor or some sh!t??? HA!”. Would you be willing to take a request for mercs having movie night, only for their crush to start wheezing and laughing so hard they can barely speak at the seggs scene in the movie?

The TF2 Mercs with somebody who thinks actors acting sex in movies is understandably hilarious

WARNING: sex!!!! (Funny)

Scout:

- Confused at first. Jeremy’s the type of person to taunt the characters and make clever quips during the whole movie to make you laugh. Nothing comes close to your laughter at this sex scene though. Suddenly he picks up on it and begins laughing too. Your reaction is kind of understandable. It seems to be a very forced and over the top performance.

- “Holyyy shit, I wanted to be an actor as a kid, but i’m not one for those frickin theater kid losers. Kinda glad I didn’t go through with it, now.” Typical scout acting like a highschool bully. You can tell he was the type of sportsy jock to shove nerds into lockers. He takes great pleasure in roasting the people on screen with you.

- Overall a solid 9/10 experience. One point taken away because he’s a massive prick and goes way too over the top with his cruel jokes sometimes. You have to lightly slap the side of his arm at one point because he’s somehow coming up with new slurs for hollywood goers that don’t even exist in the english dictionary to begin with.

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Soldier:

- Ayo?

- Lifts his helmet up and looks at you for a second. “What’s so funny, private?” He asks, and but of course you’re laughing so hard you fall onto his chest and cling to him. Your laughter is very much appreciated nonetheless. Seeing somebody he loves so happy is causing butterflies in his stomach. Even if he doesn’t quite understand it. Laughter is a beautiful and positive thing.

- He’s a very aged man, and surviving WW2 gave him a lot of life experience. Essentially convinced that sex jokes are somehow crude. But let’s be honest, this is soldier we’re talking about here. He never keeps his word and although he tries to keep a straight face, his younger self comes through and he has to let out an unholy burst of laughter in response to hearing the girl’s performance upon getting her titties gripped. Congrats on cracking his US Army General persona.

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Demoman:

- Too drunk to even process why you’re laughing for a spilt second but then it suddenly dawns on him you might be reacting this way because your brain chemistry is different than his. Demoman is more of an explosives chemist guy, but he’s somewhat taught that people act differently due to neurological function. Chemicals, brain shit, and whatever the hell else. He’s too tired to remember. He begins wondering what would happen if brain chemicals were flammable. That would be quite unfortunate. Fortunate for him though.

- You fall onto his lap laughing and that’s what knocks him out of his incoherent descent down the stupid idiot rabbit hole. He puts his hand in your hair and smiles warmly. Dazed, and barely even awake. He even chuckles a little with you despite his exhaustion. Movie nights always seem to get him tired because it’s usually at the end of a hard work day.

- “I can show you a time more embarrassin, tho. In the morning.” He flirts. Knowing full well he’ll have such a bad hang over, he won’t even consider getting his ass up to kiss you. You glare at him, and you wonder just how the hell a sex scene in a movie out of all things can get him horny. The look in his eye doesn’t lie though. Wow, he sets some pretty low standards for porn. Also, you’re really scared what he means by more embarrassing.

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Engineer:

- He looks away during the entire sex scene and that’s essentially what makes you laugh even harder. His southern upbringing is honestly borderline sad. The idea that he can be “impure” for witnessing such “sacred” acts. Even when somebody’s pretending for a movie. You make fun of him and he’s just sitting there grumpily shielding his eyes with his gloved hand. It’s not even an explicit scene.

- Suppressing something doesn’t help, and everybody knows that quite well. He looks between his fingers to see if the scene has ended yet. Maybe just a peak wouldn’t hurt? He’s an adult after all! ARGH! NO! He covers his eyes again… Okay maybe just another peak. He thinks your humor is just juvenile and there’s nothing wrong with that in his opinion. it’s always admirable when somebody decides to maintain their innocence. There is absolutely no judgment from him.

- Over time he gets more used to watching stuff like this with you, but he never laughs. He acts like a deer in headlights the entire time. Overall, if you act like the quote on quote “way you shouldn’t” then I assure you he’ll be understanding and keep an open mind.

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Heavy:

- Laughing at a sex scene? Eh. He doesn’t care what you laugh at or why. He finds plenty of stuff like that funny but ceases to laugh sometimes. He can laugh for certain, but for some reason there are moments where he doesn’t act accordingly and laugh at a joke. Perhaps you two are the same in that regard?

- Stares blankly at the screen the entire time despite finding hilarity in your response to the poor performance. He’s internally laughing on the inside but it just won’t come out of his mouth. As a result he’s kind of offended at his brain for failing him once again. You stop for a second and wonder if he’s annoyed, but then he turns and says “Sometimes Heavy laughs on the inside and he doesn’t know why.” His expression lacks emotion as always. “That’s fine.” You say, shrugging. This finally gets a response out of him and he looks to the ground and frowns.

- He feels frustrated and kind of guilty he can’t emote like he used to as a kid. This type of deadpan behavior moreso comes from his traumatic life. He’s unconsciously taught himself to stay stoic. Even when he’s supposed to be having fun with you. You lean on his arm to rest assure him you struggle with it differently. In verbose, he’s not mad at you. He becomes angry at himself.

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Pyro:

- You’re laughing so hard that they find your behavior adorable. They find you quite stunning in this moment and immediately hug you to fulfill that random need for physical contact. He can’t help it! You’re just so cute when you laugh! You’re like a small kitten to them. Fuck the stupid movie. Both their eyes are on you right now and they don’t want them to be anywhere else.

- They are baby talking you, and calling you petnames. This sudden shift in Pyro’s behavior makes you laugh more due to the absurdity of their cute aggression. Who the hell finds their crush laughing at a sex scene to be attractive? Apparently Pyro. Pyro’s not really one to pay attention during scenes like this anyway so they find it quite easy to do so. It’s always just pointless filler to appease the horny people. Not to mention sort of setting unrealistic expectations. (Yes, Pyro is smart enough to know this. They are smart enough to run a company, therefore smart enough to harshly critique the movie industry.)

- It is absolutely nothing but sunshine and rainbows to them when you’re happy. It’s lighting up the fiery flame in their heart to see you so satisfied. The scenes are absolutely embarrassing as shit and Pyro hates them, but they’d be glad to show you more bad movies and eat candy while basking in their favorite sound: your happiness. Everything is better with someone you love.

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Sniper:

- Um.. Is this guy even alive right now? Hellooooo? Sniper? He isn’t reacting to anything at all and you have no clue what’s happening behind those sunglasses of his. Why’s he wearing them inside, anyway? He claims it’s because the TV hurts his eyes but he’s so timid that, that has to be a lie. You’re laughing your ass off, meanwhile this guy’s brain is in outer space or some shit.

- In fact you get kind of concerned and stop laughing. “Mundy?” You ask. Your concern grows when he doesn’t move. Then his head sloooowly cocks to the side to look at you. There are some big exasperated/disappointed dad vibes coming from this man. “You can’t be serious, you actually find this funny?” He asks. He’s just messing with you of course and it’s obvious his behavior isn’t meant to be taken seriously.

- “Yeah!” You respond, laughing even more as he rubs his own temples and leans his face on his own hand. The way he’s responding like he’s in love with an idiot is kind of funny. Behind that rough exterior of his is somebody whose actually quite relieved you’re enjoying this in the first place. He often thinks his own company is quite boring.

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Medic:

- Actually immediately starts laughing too. He’s had sexual encounters before and knows how procreation works. (Not to mention the behavior of women.) Girls in movies like this are depicted as so two dimensional he knows full well the people who made this movie must’ve never spoken to an actual woman before. Reminder TF2 takes place in the late 60s so these are some very stupid ass corny romance films.

- He laughs so hard he actually starts coughing. Holy shit. How is this man not dying at this point? He’s screaming something you’re certain is insults in german at the TV. But even if you speak the language it’s not like you can understand between his fits of chaotic laughter. He’s so queer that romance movies make him short circuit.

- “Well actually you see; realistically she has a very high chance of getting pregnant now because he didn’t use a condom. Even know they said they don’t want a kid. Not to mention!; He didn’t use any lube which can be quite painful. Surprised there wasn’t a doctor’s visit after this.” He goes on and on about how stupid and corny this shit is and you can’t really blame him. Although now you have to sit there for hours and listen to him ramble.

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Spy:

- Visibly offended you’d laugh at such a beautiful display. Sex to him is like an art piece. Intertwining bodies and becoming one with your other half/halves. Puts his hand to his chest and glares at you with disgust. You don’t care of course, Spy is a drama queen and always has been. His judgmental expression wasn’t because of your strange behavior, in fact. In any other situation he just wouldn’t care if you acted differently than most people. But he draws the line when you laugh at GORGEOUS SEX. How dare you!!!?? For shame! FOR SHAME!

- “Rest assured, Intimacy can be more than this. I can make you feel pleasure that these two on screen could only dream about if you keep an open mind.” Of course Spy turns this into something horny. He looks rather serious about this and points his cigarette to the closet. Unbeknownst to anybody but you, Spy has a museum’s worth of sex toys in that thing. The offer immediately made you stop laughing. “Oh.” You say.

- Spy is satisfied with your red face and timid attitude towards the question. He watches you and takes a huge drag of his cigarette. “Hmm?” He raises both eyebrows and pouts, mockingly. Like a wolf who cornered a lamb.

[butchsophiewalten]

Was waiting until ep 4 to ask but for the character opinion bingo thingymajiggy could you do bon (the spirit/evil murder robot ) if you haven't already

Oh my god, Bon. I love Bon so much. I'm so glad that I love Bon so much.

Bon, the animatronic rabbit, has over the course of the couple last years become one of my favorite characters. At this point, he's right up there with Jenny and Sophie. So when we first got that Findjackwalten "Bon" reveal, I was very... apprehensive? For me it was just really underwhelming. I honestly think my biggest complaint was just that, aesthetically, he was so much more boring than Bon, the animatronic rabbit. I love Bon. What I didn't love was this like, clip art character. He was just a guy? Like a human guy? He didn't even look fun. There was so little there to sell me on the idea of Bon as a character. It's funny, though, since I really think part of what frustrated me was that the part that made Bon an Evil Killer was divorced from him being a rabbit. Which is a really silly thing to say, but I just honestly hadn't expected there to be any 'form' of Bon that came aesthetically separate from the mystique of the rabbit animatronic. And I love rabbits, they're my favorite animals. (Well, hares are, really. But rabbits get to share the love.) So it was a very petty kind of upset.

But oh my god, seeing "Bon" in this episode has totally turned me around. Like wow, he is fun! He is aesthetically interesting! Which is why I've written that 'so relieved' point on top of the one that usually says 'wasted potential'. I'd had an idea in my mind of what "Bon" would be since we saw that "Bon" text on Findjackwalten in fucking January of 2022. That's a lot of time to stew in your thoughts. If "Bon" ended up being something I wasn't happy with, I was gonna be really disappointed. But I wasn't!

It's been really fun learning to attribute some of my favorite aspects of Bon, the killer animatronic, to "Bon", the white ghost, because they are effectively the same. I can't help but find him really cute, honestly? I love his girlish mannerisms. I love his penchant for.. Fashion? I say this remembering one of the old entries on the Martin's Secret Lair findjackwalten page. His love of music? Y'know, obviously he kills people and is evil and manipulative. But he does it cutely. Definitely the rabbit aspect is doing something to endear me.

Beyond that purely emotional endearment, I'm genuinely very interested in him as a character as well... It's a little hard to talk about, though, since my feelings are so new and so poorly thought-out, honestly. But something I've been thinking about for a while is his relationship with Rosemary... From how I see it, he seems to have a strange sort of infatuation with her. He calls her Rosie... he puts her in Sha... Less objectively, his little shrine to her in Souvenir seems very elaborate to me, at least relatively. And assuming the "Rose broken. Will fix you" dialogue is diegetic and we're meant to think that Bon spoke to Rose before killing her... Well, it's just very interesting to me that he seemed to try to explain to her what was going on. It's really fucked, honestly, and it's something I'd really like to know more about. His conversation with Susan in 4 makes me think his criteria for killing people has at least something to do with, like, whether or not he likes someone. Really really fucked and really, really interesting.

God there's really so much to say about Bon... But I'm nervous too, since I don't really know how well I can articulate what I feel. It feels a little like there's warring factions in me, between the Me that thinks the animatronic serial killer is so Silly Cutesy and Me that's really horrified by and invested in the Lore and Context behind everything that Bon, as a character and narrative force, is actually doing. Not that those feelings necessarily can't coexist. The way he talks to Susan is so unsettling to me... it's strangely tender, honestly. Like a genuine attempt for comfort, despite the context. I feel like I have a million little half-observations to make, but none of them amount to a full thought. Bon is really fucked! I'm so happy that I find him actually really cool and interesting! I want to take him clothes shopping and feed him Tchaikovsky records. Martin said he liked Classical music but I think that's. well not Wrong but inarticulate. I think he's a Romantic girl. He loves some Beethoven. Some Liszt. whjat am i even saying anymore

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

s1 episode 17 thoughts

i enjoyed this episode and was deeply excited for my nightly scully and mulder time. these two factors led to me taking a lot of notes tonight, even by my standards!

the first thing i wrote was "okay i read the synopsis... are they going to get CANCELLED" (thankfully this did not happen!)

the title screen reading "present day" did not predict me watching this in 2024 but i love to prove ppl wrong!!

the trucker pulled his shotgun out and fired at a spaceship which was a bold move. we need to praise him for his courage if nothing else.

then our intrepid heroes jump to tennessee!! and mulder unpacks all his little gadgets to check for aliens... aww it's endearing to me

in the interrogation room they were talking to the trucker and this man really WAS lounging about in a whorish manner like that famous post said!!!!! i was shocked!!! no decorum, not even at an interrogation!!

okay they're talking about "gulf war syndrome". i need to look something up real quick -> good lord i thought they made that up for the show but it's real and that is horrific. wow. that will be the next research rabbit hole i dive down.

(she opens her mouth to say something) (he holds his finger up) "not-not here" argument SUCCESSFULLY POSTPONED!

some background character asked scully for a pen and she gave it to her and i KNEW it was a sneaky trick... my guess was that she was going to use her fingerprints for something but in actuality it had a tracking device in there!!!!

THEY TOOK A BUS!!! new mode of transportation unlocked for our duo!!!!!!! you can tell this is fiction because it involves the US having functional public transport!!!!

mulder takes scully to his latest collection of freaks and conspirators. he says that barney is the world's most evil agent which once again raises the question: what did barney do to deserve all this?

one of the ufo nerds says "she's hot" right in front of scully which she graciously ignores. but then she says the us government is incompetent and the guy says "she IS hot" louder this time and mulder tells him to SETTLE DOWN!!!! he said that is my FRIEND and you will be RESPECTFUL!!!

(scully gives her $20 bill to a strange man) (he rips it up) she says, in the most indignant scully voice you have ever heard, heyyyy >:(

she says those guys were the weirdest people with the most outlandish theories she had ever met and mulder responds with "you think it's remotely plausible that someone might think you're hot?"

(A STUNNED SILENCE FILLS THE ROOM. MANY WANT TO KNOW WHY HE SAID THIS AND NO ANSWERS HAVE BEEN ACHIEVED. HELLO???? WHAT WAS THE LOGIC HERE???? is he flirting. is this is twisted humor. scully, once again, GRACIOUSLY says nothing)

she's all mad at how self important those guys were being- "they probably think they're being tracked wherever they go!" (cut to tracking device in pen reveal) oh these silly geese!!!!!!!

mulder at home reveal!!! we haven't gotten much of this before. he promptly fell asleep on his couch lmao what a guy.

a deep throat return!!! he hands mulder a package from under his coat like they do in all the good spy media!!! shoutout to that weird old man!!

scully thinks it's weird that mulder is trusting some guy and says a line that will certainly haunt me forever: "mulder, you're the only one i trust" "then you're gonna have to trust me" (immediately proceeds to get betrayed by trusting that guy. lol. lmao, even)

he says they'll meet up at her place and reassures her with a shoulder grab and lean in that was entirely unnecessary but it brought me great pleasure

scully uses her sleuthing skills (eyeballs) to realize the alien photo deep throat gave them is very fake. she is a detective!!! but he is very angry that she won't go with him to chase this new lead!

(wait i wrote all of this next part down i loved it so much)

"i have never met anyone so passionate and dedicated to a belief as you. it's so intense, sometimes it's blinding. but there are others who are watching you, who know what i know, and whereas i can respect and admire your passion, they will use it against you. mulder, the truth is out there, but so are lies." <- banger monologue that really pissed off the man it was directed towards (even though she said she admires him!!!!!!)

when he realizes the photo is indeed a fake, he menacingly leans in towards scully and says "we're alone on this one. there's no one we can trust" and yeah it was scary but i was looking at scully's freckles. sorry (it WILL happen again)

mulder meets deep throat in an aquarium!!!! need to see him in an aquarium for recreational purposes. get him a little shark keychain in the gift shop.

but now he's MAD at deep throat for lying to him and denying the world the truth: that aliens exist! shh keep your voice down you might scare the sharks!!

deep throat says "a lie is most convincingly hidden between two truths" to which i wrote, "ooo good line"

deep throat knows mulder is being listened to electronically which made me think that if i knew i was being wiretapped, i would blast the most insufferable hyperpop i know over and over again. hello welcome to the 10 hour 100 gecs livestream in my living room, feds. i give you 20 minutes tops before you give up.

(cutscene to mulder ripping apart all of his furniture in his apartment) <- me when i get that Cleaning Urge at 3 am

ohhh the little finger hand signal means someone is listening to us !!! the intimacy of being able to communicate with someone with just a motion!

scully hails a cab which is so nostalgic for me, because i have never hailed a cab in my life and only see it happen in tv shows or movies. now we just call an uber which is like kinda the same thing but taxis popped off with the bright yellow design. sad i've never experienced that.

sometimes while i'm watching the show it will randomly go to like vhs level quality and it did that here while scully was buying a plane ticket lol

next thing i wrote was "there are only 15 minutes left they are NOT gonna solve this one boys"

mulder fell asleep in the car with his mouth wide open... that is my cringefail loser princess

the alien got away! (jk it was a trap... but i was momentarily happy for the alien)

scully was scared by this turn of events! "god mulder, i can't stop shaking"... oh, an episode 1 parallel?? (she still gets scared by these things!!! just not often!!! which makes it more impactful when it happens!!)

then they crashed a random party in the woods which i can only imagine is very good for your health, especially if its a ufo welcoming party

they very briefly got aliases to break into the government facility and i LOVE a good alias but it didn't really go anywhere. sad!

a guard is stalking them breaking into a place they Should Not Be and scully gives up and turns herself in, but mulder makes a break for it!!! "oh this isn't gonna end well," i wrote, "why does he keep doing this?"

but we meet DEEP THROAT at the scene!!! who reveals that post ww2 there was an ULTRA SECRET WORLD POWER conference during which they agreed to kill any aliens that landed on earth and that HE was one of the 3 people on earth to kill an alien!! which he did when one crashed in vietnam...

and that the innocence on the alien's face still haunts him, which is why he helps mulder out, to give him a chance to atone for his sins... a LOT to unpack there

mulder says he is trying to figure out which of these things he said is a lie and my money is on the super-secret conference. you think people had nukes but drew the lines at aliens being a safety threat to bring them all together? bffr.

but there is no resolution as to if mulder is mad at scully for throwing them under the bus as the episode ends! they just watch deep throat fade into the distance together which hopefully means it's water under the bridge.

overall i really liked this episode! it was fast-paced, involved a roadtrip, had the leads both fighting and comforting each other, confessions of admiration, secret hand signals, an aquarium, a peek into mulder's living space, him calling up some weird guys he knows... what more could you really want?

[miimo96]

Thoughts on Re:Zero S3 episode 2

So far season 2 has probably some the most Gruesomest Deaths I've ever seen, Sure it doesn't beat the HORDE of a thousand rabbits but in my opinion, they look like the most Painful to experince, which is good, I need more deaths like this PLEASE (That sounds so effed up to say ^^; )

This Bitch probably has to be the most TWISTED and SICK Villain we've ever seen so far, like this entire scene genuinely made me feel uncomfortable due to how GNARLY it is and I kid you not, I Almost legit threw up, Oh White fox is understood the Assignment this season huh

buddy I don't think you understand he didn't JUST go after Emilia, he went after EVERYONE YOU CARE ABOUT just to Hurt you. Do I NEED to bring up the scene where he used Rem"s body to play Twister!?

Oh So THAT'S What people ment when they were saying wait till they adapt the "KILL HER " scene, *chuckles nervously * I didn't think It would be THIS Scuffed 🤯 also Wow 3 in 1 day, they must Really be trying to break his record for how many times he dies since last season didn't have that much ^^;

Bruh she Literally just said he is the definition of "Built Different" and ya know what, she ain't wrong 😅

IT'S SHAMACING TIME! Wait I thought he lost Shamac last season, so all of a sudden he has it now? Explain yourself! (Shamac IS the Smoke cloud he makes right?)

Hold up Emilia, you might actually give Rem a run for her money for Best girl, in all seriousnes though, I am SO happy that emilia is finally getting the attention she deserves, like she is More than just a damsel in distress and I am GLAD they're showing that to us considering all the Hate she gets not just from the characters in the show, but from the FANS as well. I'd Love to see someone try to make an argument that Emilia is a "BAD" character Now ^^

There's a few certain jokes here I wanna say SO BAD but I can't decide on which one, so I'm just gonna say them All ^^; *ahem*

• This the Definition of "On sight"

• huh, always wondered why people never used their Strongest attack 1st, And of course

• DRAMATIC FINISH!

Bruh what is her problem, like what did Emilia DO to you!? Also who is your Husband Lady!? Her name is  Romanee-Conti, so maybe Betelgeuse? 🤔

Hold up! Emilia actually doing some shit, instead of just sitting around and relying on Subaru and puck!?, Now that's what I call ✨CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT ✨

Hell yeah! That's my boy Subaru, like put some respect on his name, the guy has been absolutely KILLING it this season, and he'll keep on Killing it, like that's the homie Don't you ever forget it >_<

Oh you Dirty little Cheater, I Effing HATE you!! ^^;

NO NOT YOU, ANYBODY BUT YOU! Damn it I Hate him!

Bruh what is their obsession with her, like I can't understand it, IS She Satella, Do they know she's Satella, Do they WANT to kill her, Do they want to make her as part of the cult, sacrifice her, or even turn her into The Witch of Envy, like What is it? Can SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN IT TO ME!?

Oh this Season's about to SCUFFED as hell, and I'm all here for it ^^ (also did he just say 79th wife!? Bro really IS Greedy)

[yeahiwasintheshit]

i watched 'Gummo" last tonight and as i was watching it i vaguely remember why i hadnt seen it before, cause a friend back in college said that its "art school garbage", and as someone who helped a lot of film majors on their films and sat thru A LOT of art school garbage while in school, i didnt need to see that lol. all these years later, watching it now, its certainly more than just art school garbage, but ehhhhh not THAT much more. its very of its time, in that it felt very 90s... and not even in terms of what people are wearing... styles of clothes or whatever, but in the look of the film, like the shaky camera, fast editing, cameras it was shot with... like one scene is in 35mm, another its 8mm, another is video or theyre shooting a tv playing a scene... it felt very mtv music video in that way. but it was of its time, so i dont really fault it that much for that.

i do think there is something there, tho, that elevates it to something more interesting than typical crappy art school garbage. before i started watching it, i tried to think of what i did know about it, and all i could think of was the poster, the kid eating spaghetti, the kid with rabbit ears, chloe, and the girl creepily shaving her eyebrows. and even only knowing that, that pretty much kinda sums up the whole movie. gummo is experimental and non-linear with no real plot. its just kind of a bunch of scenes of these mostly young people in this town... not even sure id say its a character study either, cause there are no arcs to any of them really. it really is just scenes of all these very poor people. id say the dialogue is effective and rings true to these people. like it all felt very naturalistic. but just one scene after another. they could have jumbled up the scenes in almost any order and it wouldnt have mattered.

so at the beginning, the narrator comes on and says that this town, xenia, ohio was hit by a tornado where alot of people died many years earlier, and now these people have been surviving in this desolate town. then we meet the 2 protagonists, and theyre almost immediately about to kill a cat. what doesnt work for me is the director, harmony korine, trying to be shocking. like i get trying to establish how fucked up these kids lives are now, and that them killing small animals for money, and sport, is not a big deal to them, that they dont have morals or conscience, but its sort of the way it was shot and constantly going back to a dead cat, like close-ups of it hanging with its tongue out, it just said to me, "oh look at me, im a shocking young director, look at me, look how punk and shocking i can make this movie". its kinda juvenile and.. yes well... kinda art school-ish.

also its kinda exploitative, just to be shocking. like the 2 main kids go to this guys house to pay for sex with, idk if its his sister or who, but they pay him and one by one they go in, and then you discover the girl who is being prostituted out is a girl with down syndrome, and its almost kinda played as a joke, cause they put some homer simpsons shotgun whore make up on this poor girl. idk... it just feltl like a joke and not real to the scene... not that these horrible people in this town wouldnt take advantage of vulnerable people for their own gain, but idk, its the way it was shot, and almost the reveal of the fact that she was someone with disabilities, was a joke or exploitative or something. like i dont think id be opposed to using someone with downs in a scene like this JUST BECAUSE they have downs, but just the way THEY filmed THIS scene or edited or presented did not work for me. all it said was "wow look its downs syndrome girl" and nothing more than that.

what did work is that most of movie felt very real, almost documentary in how it captured these people, and also just how viscerally gross looking everything looked. like really truly disgusting. all these people are wearing rags, and have greasy hair and sweaty faces and the houses are in shambles, some like clearly hoarder houses. the one scene that was prob the grossest for me, (and it wasnt the scene of the kid eating spaghetti in the bathtub, cause eventho i think that scene is synonymous with the movie, the bathtub water was like fake dirty looking or something. it looked like it was colored greenish brown, and it just really didnt feel as real as the rest of the sets in the movie. like as im watching i was thinking did they dye the water with a green brown dye? it was sort of jarring and kinda took me out of the scene a bit.) but actually the one scene that really felt like it was an encapsulation of the whole movie, was (in the gif above) of this little boy, maybe 5-6-7 yrs old and hes barefoot in this disgusting, clearly hoarder house standing on this pile of garbage, and hes next to a wall and jiggles like a painting or framed art on the wall and you just see this one cockroach just scurry out along the wall, but then right next to it is a framed photo of this family all sitting together in like a sears portrait, but the kid grabs the photo off the wall and you just see dozens of cockroaches just all scurrying off into all different directions, and i felt a little queasy. it was kind of the most real scene in the whole movie. the kid then climbs down off the pile and you see the 2 young protagonists on the couch sitting next to a girl and all 3 are huffing glue out of a paper bag, and this young child just crawls into the arms of the girl, and you kinda get the impression shes maybe his mom? all of it is so depressing and gross. then the camera zooms in as the young boy is laying on this girl huffing from the bag, and you see an extreme close up of the boys legs and they are bitten up by bugs. like i dont know if that was makeup or if that was real real, but damn if it didnt really look real, and you felt sad for this kid, kinda sick to your stomach. it was truly maybe the most real and disgusting scene in the whole movie.

for me, that scene of the kid and cockroaches really WAS the whole point of the movie. the mess this house was in was like the aftermath of the tornado, just a complete disaster. the happy photo on the wall was all the families before the tornado, and the roaches scurrying are what was left of these poor people in this town, scared of the light and running around in all directions. idk if harmony korine planned this, but this scene in particular, out of everything seemed to sum up everything the movie was trying to say. it was gross and heartbreaking and you feel bad these people are still living this way so many years after the destruction the tornado left.

the one other kinda complimentary thought i had about how the movie was presented, was i thought the parallel of movie being just a bunch of jumbled scenes of this town that hasnt recovered from the tornado, and the tornado itself being this destructive force that jumbled up the whole town, idk maybe some kind of parallel between those 2 thing kinda worked some. not really a fully put together thought, but something i thought of.

overall it was a compelling watch, i didnt really get bored of these weird people, some scenes may have gone on a little longer than necessary, but for the most part i was always interested in seeing where it was going next. theres some highly uncomfortable scenes, some worked and some didnt. the actors were fine, you can tell some were professional and some the director prob just found, but for the most part no one stuck out as inauthentic to where the movie was set. there was also a lot of shaky cam which a couple times i had to look away cause it was making me feel dizzy. but the movie looked pretty good, naturalistic for the most part, that felt appropriate for the scenes. i never picked up my phone, so i was never bored. not sure if id watch again, but maybe. i didnt love it, i didnt hate it. its kinda hard to say i didnt feel anything for it, cause it was shocking and gross and disgusting in many parts, but it kinda felt like it was shocking for shocking sake, with no real reason other than "look at me i made a shocking movie". worth watching i suppose if something like this sounds like something youd maybe appreciate.

[patrice-bergerons]

Let me be sappy (and long winded) for a moment in praise of the terror fandom, because my God are you guys a breath of fresh air.

An unfortunate habit I have is that when I watch media that truly compels me, I in turn feel compelled to write fic for it because that is how I make at least partial sense of my thoughts and feelings on a show's themes, characters, and plots. And once the brain worms are satisfied I can move on.

The downside here is that when you post fic without having first established a community, and if the said fic is for a small, old fandom, chances are you will get crickets when it comes to meaningful engagement. A few kudos, maybe a couple short comments and that's it. So I've learned to expect that going in. I operate with: write the one story, satisfy the brain worms, get no engagement, move on.

But the terror fandom has been an absolute surprise and delight. I made one post talking about the above conundrum and mentioned in the tags that it was a terror fic I was working on — immediately two people showed up to say omg are you kidding, we would be so interested in that fic and in talking about this show.

When I had absolutely no prior intention to, that in turn led me to make a wip wednesday post the next week — once again telling myself this will get two kudos but oh well. But once again I was wrong. People liked it and reblogged it and dropped by to offer encouragement and ask questions. Come the weekend, I saw a beautiful comic strip which made me start and frantically chase and finish another fitzier fic. An alleged one shot but before i knew it, I was invested. And so were others, who once again wanted to talk about the story, which in turn led me down even more rabbit holes.

In the meanwhile, so much art for the show crosses my dash which I lovingly reblog. There is so much good fic in this fandom, which I love reading. And they inspire me even more in turn. Who knows how many of my own stories I will finish in the end but while I wanted to write the one story (and maybe not even that, maybe just a third of a story until my brain left me alone) and call it a day, now I think huh wow I actually love being here. And I want to create not just because I am compelled but because it's so much fun playing in this sandbox with kind strangers.

This is your power. And this is testament to what a difference a community that takes the time to engage and cheer one another on can make.

[frightenedcricket]

Be mine.

Nicholas Ruffilo x OC. Fluff.

Summary: after a long friendship, Louise has started touring with BO. What will it lead to?

Warnings: things get heated, but not smutty. Alcohol consumption.

It was a sight to be seen. The scenario looked so chaotic. The visuals, lights, fire,... It was awesome. It was overwhelming, but in a good way. It was hypnotic and she hated every second she had to look down at the pc. And between all that mess, there he was.

Nicholas had that something that kept calling her name. Maybe it was his slow movements on the stage or quiet presence backstage. He was calm in the storm. He was the steady hand ready to support you. And how when he actually showed some character. She liked the contrast between his peaceful sway and brutal stomps and head banging. She like how much he lost himself in the songs and how she could faintly hear him only the little times he got close to the microphone.

"Wow" Louise muttered. Davis, who was really close, could hear her and chuckle.

It was a mix of everything, but she felt on cloud nine and her stomach flipped when the lights went off - she was in charge of that actually - and the fans erupted in cheers. That was Dethrone and the end of the set.

She turned the lights back on and the band said their goodbyes.

"Well done, good job" Matt patted her on the back.

"Yeah, same. Good show"

It had truly been an amazing show. An awesome first show back. And an awesome first show for her. She was buzzing with energy, too stimulated from everything.

"Let's go" Someone called once they finished everything.

Once they arrived with the guys, they were all resting in their room, with some drinks, some friends,...

At this moments, she felt a bit out of place. She had just arrived and she knew everyone by name, but there was so much people she hadn't spoke to. She used to stick next to Matt. He kind of was her boss, but they also knew each other for ages.

"Beer?"

"Uh no."

Matt shrugged. "For me then"

She chuckled and grabbed a bottle of water.

"How was it? You felt good, right?"

"Everything was good" She nodded at Matt's words. Even when she had been working as a sound engineer for so long already, it was her first time in a festival with a band.

"I'm proud" He side hug her.

"Oh are you turning into a softie now?" She teased before looking around the room.

Louise felt her cheeks burn when her eyes found a pair of blue ones.

"Oops" Matt chuckled. "I got goosebumps. Creepy eyes. Good luck with that"

"Matt, no! Where are you going?"

Louise found herself alone, but Nicholas wasn't looking at her anymore. He was listening to something Folio was saying. His eyes were on the floor and he had a little smile on his lips. She looked around and found Matt, he pointed at Nicholas and gave her the eyes.

She took a deep breath. You can do this. He is nice. He has only been nice to you. He even considers you a friend, right?

Nicholas and Lou actually knew each other for a while. They had met at Noah's birthday a few years ago. Dressed in green with a big pink rabbit hat, Nicholas laughed as soon as he opened the door for her. "Oh wow, Louise. Good choice. Bob's burgers. It's Nicholas" He was a bit tipsy. "Louise" "And your real name?" "Louise" She giggled. They had become friends quickly and actually had a lot of fun that night. And from then, she got closer to the group and then started working on production with with the band. They adored her, but it was Nicholas who had the soft spot for Louise. Always nice, always keeping an eye on her, always with an extra coffee - double sugar, cream and vanilla, she didn't like the coffee's sourness. Matt said she didn't like coffee-, always laying a guitar on her lap when he found her bored in a corner.

Louise found herself walking to them.

"Hey guys" She stood there, quite awkward, but smiley. "Good show. It was awesome"

"You are just saying that because we pay you" Folio teased.

"Shut up" She giggled. "I'm not allowed to talk about that"

Nicholas took a sip of his beer and nodded at her. "Thank you. You guys did awesome too"

"It's nothing. All for you" She then realized how it could sound and sook her head. "For your performance, I mean. You worked a lot on this set, you know? We can only make it happen. It's a pleasure, though. The fire was such a good idea. And the-"

"Breathe" Folio giggled. "We get it"

"Do you?" Oh god, she was a mess.

"Yeah. Don't worry" Nicholas leaned against the wall. "I think it was a good start. You felt good back there, right?"

Did she feel good? Oh yeah, she felt awesome.

"So good"

Nicholas features twitched for a second. But it was so quick that she thought she had imagined it.

"Okay" Folio cleared his throat. "I'm itchy. And I want to celebrate tonight, so I'm gonna shower."

"Be quick. I wanna wash myself too" Nicholas warned him.

When the drummer left, Louise felt trapped. You are friends. It's just a crush. Friendship came first. You can do this.

"You are coming tonight, right?" Nicholas asked.

"Of course, yes. I just need to change too and... Yeah"

"You look good" The bassist said knowing well how she would react. Lou hated him for that. He was so calm and she was such a mess.

"I don't-"

"I designed this" When his hand move do her direction, she gasped. But then he pulled her t-shirt a bit and she looked down. "Looks good on you"

Maybe he was more on the quiet side, but he could definitely flirt.

"OKAY! LET'S GO. LET'S GET READY AND CELEBRATE THIS"

An hour later, she was already waiting. Matt had called her saying they were almost there. Which meant someone was still naked and another one in the shower. But at least Louise had time to think and prepare herself.

"Lou"

She looked up at the sound of boots in the pavement getting closer. She was sitting in the curb with her phone on her hands, checking over and over again for a new message from Matt.

"Nicholas" She was actually out of breath. In contrast with his usual black clothes, he wore a light pink shirt. His hair was up in a bun and he had a black denim jacket on his hand. "Where are the others?"

"Remember when Folio said he wanted a shower? He got distracted and had just came out of the shower when I left. They should be here soon."

He sat next to her, checking her out in the most discreet way. Black stockings, black boots, skirt, dark jacket,... Oh lord, it's gonna be difficult...

"And you..." There was some curiosity blooming on her chest. Why would he come alone?

"Matt said you were here already. I thought of keeping you in company"

Oh was the only thing she could mutter.

"Bryan was also ready, shouldn't take long"

She nodded slowly. He had come to see her.

"Are you tired?" She asked in a nervous attempt to avoid silence.

"Uh... A bit. The adrenile came down a while ago and that shower..." He chuckled. "If I sit in a sofa I will fall asleep"

Louise smiled softly. One day while producing the album, after a long day fixing stuff over and over again, she was sitting with her laptop on the sofa. Nicholas had been quietly watching her work and answering doubts. But after a few minutes of silence, his head fell on her shoulder. He was out, so tightly asleep that she couldn't make him lay. So she simply sat there working with him sleeping on her shoulder. Matt had teased her for days after that.

"But I feel good, feels good to be back. I didn't miss this, though"

He showed her his middle fingertip and she gasped. "Nicky! What had you done?"

"I wish I knew" He chuckled.

There was a gnash on his finger from one of the strings. She grabbed his hand to examine it. "Have you cleaned it?"

"Mhm"

"It's like if you hadn't been playing in years"

"Yeah... I think I maybe got a bit carried away"

She giggled. "Yeah, Dethrone hits hard."

"C'mon, it's you favourite. I... We have to do it good"

She heard him. He prayed she didn't, but she did and her cheeks were burning. She lowered her eyes to his finger. His hand was bigger than hers and really calloused from the strings. She brought it to her lips and pressed a little kiss on the wounded finger. "Healing kiss"

Nicholas felt a warm feeling on his body.

"For..." He pushed her to continue.

"For playing Dethrone for me" She whispered out of breath. Why had she done that? Good question. Did she regret it? Not when Nicholas was looking at her with those eyes.

"Hey! I though you would have found a table" Noah's big figure appeared almost put of nowhere, followed by Jolly and Bryan.

"I just arrived" Nicholas said. He got up, but almost didn't let go of Louise's hand. He helped her to stand. Clumsily, she stumbled and for a second their chests touched, but Nicholas grabbed her waist with his free hand.

"These boots..." She tried to excuse herself. But it only led Nicholas to look down her stockings cladded legs. And then he licked his lips and she almost fainted.

Noah cleared his throat and the two of them put some distance between them.

"Ready to get inside or..." There was a smirk on his lips and Nicholas had to give him a warning look, but he didn't care.

Luckily, the others arrived and Matt rescued Lou, who took a deep breath and hugged her best friend. She wouldn't admit it, but she was shaking.

Noah waited until they were far enough to punch Nicholas arm.

"You have to do something"

Nicholas put his hands on his pockets. "I know"

"C'mon... It's tonight. I know it's tonight" Noah begged.

Nicholas rolled his eyes, but he smiled.

"I will try my best"

"You have her, Nicky. You were all cosy in there... Hand holding... All cute"

Nicholas laughed and elbowed him. "Let's go inside"

"Yeah"

The bar was cool, it wasn't too pack and had good music. It was colorful and had some retro aura. His eyes scanned the place and there she was. Right next to Matt.

"Matt won't kill you for this, right?"

Nicholas shrugged. "It depends on how the day has gone"

"Okay... Go for it then."

Nicholas nodded and walked in their direction.

"What do you have?" His eyes roamed over her once more, her jacket was now on her arm and there it was. The t-shirt he designed was now tucked in her skirt and hugged her so nice. She had kept it and it felt like a victory on his side.

"A beer" She said as if was the most obvious thing in the world. But it was actually only her trying to breathe properly with Nicholas hand on her lower back.

"Two" The bassist told the bartender.

"Three, I'm also here" Matt teased.

Lou rolled her eyes at him.

"Wanna sit? Folio and Bryan are already playing pool"

She turned to look at them, part of the crew was around that table.

"Uh... I'm not the best."

"We can sit in that corner. Noah is already there."

"Yeah"

Twenty minutes, they were sitting in the leather sofa, their drink were on the table, and Noah, Jolly and other people was also there. But they hadn't paid a second of attention.

"So... If you stay with us you will have to sleep in the bus"

She fake gagged and Nicholas laughed loudly.

"It's not that bad"

"Oh sure it's not. A bunch of adult men living together in a reduced space. For weeks. Going to bed late, traveling all day... Sounds like a dream"

"You are just dramatic. I'm really tidy"

She giggled. "I never said you weren't..."

"Oh but you totally meant it."

"C'mon... I have seen how you guys keep the studio"

Nicholas laughed and brought the beer to his lips, not missing the way Lou's eyes followed his actions.

"That's Folio" He muttered still with wet lips. Her mouth watered. How could someone be so damn handsome? "But really, I'll make them behave if that means you stay"

Her heart beated like mad.

"I'm gonna stay, Nicky. I already work for you"

Nicholas let his hand fall on her tight and she froze. For a moment, he stood still. Maybe he got it all wrong, maybe he was going too fast for her.

Lou on the other side felt exposed. She wanted him. She was aching for him. But the bar was full and noisy, there was people interrupting them every few minutes. So she crossed her legs, and grabbed his hand. She didn't push it away, she only placed it comfortably over her thighs with her eyes on his. She wanted him, just not here.

Nicholas didn't want to be that kind of man. He didn't want to think of her like that because it would only scare her away. But the way his arm was now laying across her legs, how his fingers now were splayed over the side of her thigh,... Oh shit, if this is nod some kind of declaration... He didn't want to be possessive over her, if she wanted to leave she could. But he liked the idea of her showing everyone else who she was interested in.

"Lou..."

"Mhm"

"If you stay with us... I think there are a couple of things that need to be fixed"

"Like..." She was feeling bold. Her hands were now around his biceps.

"Like this" He pointed between them. "Us"

"Does it need to be fixed?"

Nicholas laughed and finished his beer.

"Yeah, well. I hope we are on the same page but... I belive there is a couple of things that should change. And another few I should control, yeah"

Lou was burning. She was probably even sweating too. The bar started to feel too warm and charged. But it wasn't just that obviously. It was also his hand on her thigh, with his fingers gripping her hard.

They hadn't noticed, but the others had left them alone a while ago.

"You don't have to worry about Matt." She muttered.

Nicholas stared at her for long seconds. It was her turn to drink. But as soon as she beer was back on the table and the liquid still lingering on her lips, Nicholas used his free hand to grab her jaw and turned her face to him. He didn't say anything, but with his blue eyes on her lips he gave her time to pull away.

Lou didn't want to moan like that when he finally kissed her. But he was so hungry. There was no tentative kisses, no. Open lips collided and tongues instantly met each other.

For a second, anxiety filled her chest. It was as if she could see them from outside. For a moment she thought about what people would think. Her body turned to him and his hands on hers, his torso tilted in her direction. Then she thought about it for a bit more and felt full conscious of his fingers on her jaw and how hot it actually was. Because well, Nicholas may be quiet and more on the shy side - not different than her - but he wasn't ashamed of moving his fingers to the back of her head to kiss her deeper.

They had to pull back and when they did they looked at each other. Lou caressed his cheek softly. "Nicky..."

"I also have to make sure you don't loose your job because I fucking need you here"

Lou felt out of breath.

"I won't. I won't, Nicky. My boss is my best friend"

Nicholas leaned to kiss her again. Same passion, same intensity. This time, she was the one pulling his hair.

"Is this why you want me in the bus?"

Nicholas laughed over her lips.

"Oh sweetheart, I can't do all things I want to do to you in that bus" He said with a smile. Little tease.

Lou was actually speechless.

"Don't look at me like that..." He giggled. He moved his thumb to her cheek bone. "You really got me since you appeared with those bunny ears"

"Oh, c'mon... That was years ago..." She groaned.

"Mhm. A little crush"

"No, you didn't..." If she could, she would hide. She was so embarrassed.

"It was quite platonical at first. Dierkes fault"

She gasped. "What?"

"He will kill me for telling you this... You know, don't even dare to look at her..."

"He did not"

"Oh he did. But we were kids. And quite stupid. So... Yeah. He did good"

Louise's eyes softened. They were quite a wreck in those years. She had seen them get wasted to the point of sleeping on the floor. She had gone out with them many times, partied at home with them, have innocent movie nights with them...

"I rather have you know"

"Nicky..."

"I know what I want"

She let a shaky breath out.

"And what is that?"

He smiled and kissed her again, but it was all sweet now.

"You"

Louise smiled over his lips and gave him another soft kiss.

"Well... The solution is easy..."

"Oh yeah?"

"Mhm"

"And what's the solution?"

They heard a click on their side. Noah was there and so were the van keys.

"Listen. We are in for a long night here. Take the keys. Go and have fun, take care and love each other a lot. But do it in another place because..." He fake gagged.

That was it for Louise. She covered her face in embarrassment and completely missed the eyes Noah gave Nicholas.

"We were having a serious conversation in here"

"There is a dinner down the road, go and have it here. Some romance, Nicholas, please"

Lou looked between her fingers and giggled, sound that made Nicky smile.

"Okay, you win" Nicholas grabbed the keys and Lou's hand, who smiled at Noah when he gave her thumbs up.

"Uh... Do you wanna go? Maybe you can explain me that solution somewhere else"

Lou bit her lip. "I definitely need to explain that somewhere else" She whispered.

"Oh really? I thought it was gonna be an ask me to be yours kind of thing"

"Well, more like a make me yours kind of thing"

How he loved when she showed this side of her...

"Then we definitely need to go somewhere else"

Only ten minutes later, Nicholas had her perched against the van with a leg between hers and his lips over her mouth.

"Okay... Say it"

"Make me yours, Nicky. And be mine"

"My pleasure" He said before a kiss.

I really got carried away with this one, it was supposed to be a short blurb :)

[charmwasjess]

18 and 21 please!!

21. Have you ever deleted an entire scene after spending hours laboring over it? If so, why? I delete finished scenes quite a lot actually! Milk Run was supposed to start with a scene where Dooku ambushes Sifo-Dyas to ask him The Big Favor. They have that whole argument of Sifo going "no?? no I'm not doing that, why are you asking me this, what's wrong with you, hey weren't you supposed to go therapy??" But it was Sifo's POV and I decided I wanted to write the fic in switching Dooku and Qui-Gon POV sections like Sitting in the Dark. It's part of the reason I gave Sifo-Dyas a POV for the epilogue, because the whole fic actually started with him.

….honestly, the thing I cut the most is sex scenes. I tend to write them lot more extensively - usually out of pure horniness reasons, god bless - and then whittle them down to what goes in. The Dooku/Jocasta scene in Milk Run actually goes on for another two pages. A lot of times I remove them entirely. I think I wrote a good chunk in Jedi Nights before I decided there was no way Sifo would fuck him just then. I've written most of a sex scene for Rabbit Heart that isn't going in: Sifo-Dyas, GO TO BED. I WISH I'd written out the interrupted sex in Making It Up because Dooku was about to get wrecckkked.

18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic? Some lines I love… Milk Run, chapter 8.

Arnet choked out a laugh. “Sifo-Dyas. Open your eyes. You’re already fucking mad. Everyone knows it.”

Sifo-Dyas seemed to lose all his words. He looked at Dooku.

Arnet shrugged coldly. “Your friends just don’t want to admit it to you.”

For all the sting of personal betrayal, the threat to his life’s work, Sifo-Dyas had been amazingly calm and composed, even pleasant, up until that point. So it came as a real shock when he hauled back and punched Arnet in the face.

I'm really fond of that whole section, beginning with Arnet making a hilariously bad attempted robbery and ending with Dooku and Sifo-Dyas slamming their Makashi and Soresu lightsaber forms together into just the most idiotic insane fighting style. Makaresu??

I think that's honestly the best character work I've done with Sifo-Dyas in my stuff. And I love that it's in Qui-Gon's perspective, because he doesn't really know Sifo that well, and his mounting bafflement with everyone in that scene is just so precious to me. You know: "...wow, this is going bad, oh, shit, did that guy just tackle someone???"

Thanks so much, Ant!!! Fun choices. :D And anyone else, I'm still answering fic asks!

[queen-dahlia]

𝐆𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐯𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧

𝗠𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟯 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

Note: Translation is not 100% accurate. Expect grammatical errors.

// : alternate translation

If one were to ask which is more difficult: dominating people through violence or making compromises through communication,

It would definitely be the latter—trying to resolve everything through communication would be more difficult.

The little rabbit knows this, but she has not given up on communication.

And I've made up my mind that I'm not going to get involved in anything but violence,

On the contrary, she is willing to endure violence.

It may be a perfect score for the woman with the most beautiful heart in Rhodolite.

But I feel sick looking at her.

(… I made it happen, but I thought you would break sooner.)

Succumbing to people's violence and giving up on communication because it is impossible, the little rabbit herself becomes tainted with malice.

The pure white heart is now dyed black, and the "Final Judgment" is over.

But it was not easy to do so. The little rabbit is brazen.

(But…)

I stood in front of the little rabbit's room and gently opened the door.

As expected, there was a little rabbit lying on the bed and crying.

No matter how beautiful your heart is and how noble your beliefs are...

A heart stabbed with malice can't be okay.

(… A villain never misses a vulnerable prey, right?)

I hide my presence and sneak up on Little Bunny to look into her face.

Gilbert: "Wow, you're crying. Poor thing."

Emma: "!?"

The little rabbit, seemingly unaware of my presence, froze like ice.

Gilbert: "You must have let your guard down. But too bad, I wouldn't leave such a fun situation unattended."

The little rabbit raised her upper body and covered her face with her hands.

Perhaps she didn't want to be seen so much, but she was red all the way to the tips of her ears.

(… So cute.)

Gilbert: "I was waiting in front of your room, making sure my presence went unnoticed."

Gilbert: "Oh, and I am here to remind you about the cookies. You promised me 1,000 cookies, right?"

Emma: "… Please wait five minutes."

Gilbert: "As much as you want. In the meantime, I'll look around your room."

Emma: "No, please don't!"

Gilbert: "Didn't I let you look around my room before?"

Gilbert: "I wonder if you have something to be so flustered about."

Gilbert: "But don't worry. Even if you have embarrassing proclivities, I will still accept you…"

Gilbert: "I'll keep quiet about it to the people around us. …Maybe."

Emma: "I have no such proclivities!"

Gilbert: "Then there's no problem if I look around, right?"

The purpose of visiting the little rabbit's room was not just to make fun of her crying face.

(… Yeah, I knew it.)

Feeling a sense of discomfort, I open the book lightly on the desk.

A dangerous needle was attached to the bookmark, and I retrieved it without being noticed.

(The violence is getting worse. …I should probably nail them down soon.)

(Anyway, this guy... yep, I'll kill him.)

All the malice directed towards the little rabbit is managed behind the scenes.

What kind of action is likely to occur, and what real harm is done to the little rabbit?

They don't even know they're dancing in the palm of a trampling beast.

Gilbert: "Have you read this?"

Withdrawing my evil schemes, I pointed to the black book so as not to seem unnatural.

It was a book I had given to the little rabbit on a whim earlier.

Emma: "Yes… I read halfway through."

Emma: "I thought about it again, but the main character of that book is amazing."

Emma: "Confronting the insidious crimes in the court many times…"

Emma: "No matter what obstacles stand in her way, she keeps looking forward and never cries or looks down."

Emma: "She had a dazzlingly pure and beautiful heart, and even the people around her were inspired by her…"

Emma: "… I don't think I can do it."

Gilbert: ". . . . . ."

(I see... so that's what the little rabbit thought.)

(Certainly, I may have been too virtuous and lacked a sense of humanity.)

Gilbert: "The girl in the book might have cried, too, just not written down, you know?"   //   "The girl in the book might have been crying just because it wasn't written, right?"

Gilbert: "Even a girl with a beautiful heart has troubles and pains. It's natural because she’s human."

Gilbert: "… It's just that the author missed it."

Gilbert: "I've been imagining a girl who smiles happily every day, but I just haven't gotten to the deepest parts of her life." **

Emma: "I... see."

Gilbert: "That's right."

(After all, you must see the real thing in person.)

(This haul alone was worth the trip to Rhodolite.)

I turn my back to the book and once again wrap my hands around the crying face of the little rabbit.

She looked awful.

But somehow, I didn't think it was ugly.

Gilbert: "Honestly, I thought you were a young woman who never cried."

Emma: "… I do cry too."

Gilbert: "Yeah, it seems so. But you care about others and hide it."

Gilbert: "You keep killing your heart by saying "I'm fine"…"

Gilbert: "In the end, you will become a beast like me."

Emma: ". . . . . ."

(Saying "I'm fine" isn't okay.)

(… Just like I used to say, "It's okay" every time I killed someone.)   //   (Same as me, who used to say, "I'm fine" every time I killed someone.)

If you fake the pain of the wound, you will soon feel nothing, and even "okay" will become unnecessary.

If you don't feel pain, you won't cry.

Gilbert: "Crying means you are still human."

Gilbert: "You should take such good care of yourself."

Gilbert: "If you keep lying that you're fine, then I'll see... okay?" ***

(You shouldn't become a beast.)

(—No, wait... It's contradictory.)

(Why am I comforting you?)

(I'm the one who cornered the little rabbit, and I'm looking forward to seeing if she turns into a beast.)

(I would have rather thought about catching up or something…)

Something is preventing the evil schemes of the trampling beast.

I can't figure out what that "something" is, and it makes me feel uncomfortable.

(It's like I'm resisting myself. …It's weird.)

Gilbert: "Hey, do you want me to comfort you?"

Emma: "N-No…"

Gilbert: "Where do you want to be bitten?"

Emma: "What kind of comfort is that!?"

I tease the little rabbit in order to get rid of the discomfort that has built up.

The tears seemed to stop as we exchanged light banter.

I unconsciously breathe a sigh of relief when the little rabbit bites me as usual.

Gilbert: ". . . . . ." 

Emma: "Prince Gilbert?"

(… I should have made you cry more.)

(Ah, but it's unpleasant to see you cry for other people's malice instead of mine.)   //   (Ah, but it's unpleasant to see you crying from the malice of others and not of me.)

(I'm sure that's what this is.)

I pinch the soft cheeks of the little rabbit.

Although the tears had stopped, they were still wet.

Gilbert: "It's boring. You've already stopped crying."

Gilbert: "I thought it was funny to see you cry."

Emma: "Forget about it!"

Gilbert: "Ahaha, who are you talking to?"

Gilbert: "Come on, let's go, Little Bunny."

(… Let's distract ourselves by eating.)

I open the door and prompt the little rabbit to make cookies.

In doing so, I thought I heard a small, inaudible murmur.

Gilbert: "…? Did you say something?"

Emma: "No, nothing."

Emma: "Just… thank you."

Gilbert: "My kindness has bad intentions, okay?"

Emma: "Still, I feel a little better. I feel like I can do my best again tomorrow."

Gilbert: "… You do that a lot."

Emma: "I cried, but I don't want to give up."

Emma: "And besides, it's a good thing that Prince Gilbert came to Rhodolite…"

Emma: "As I thought, I want you to fall in love with me."   //   "After all, I want you to like me."

Gilbert: ". . . . . ."

For a moment, I forget to fix my expression.

(What... is one of the reasons you endure that malice so silly?)   //   (Why... is one of the reasons why you endure such malice so desperately such a silly thing?)

(To a beast that has lost its love, it's all nonsense.)

Gilbert: "Is that what you were thinking?"

Emma: "… I was thinking. I wanted you to like me so much that you wouldn't want to trample Rhodolite."

(I see... the little rabbit was secretly harboring such a purpose…)

(… Maybe I'm getting so uncomfortable and inexplicable right now.)

(I just don't want that to happen.)   //   (But that's a problem.)

(… That's the only thing I can't accept.)   //   (… I just can't take that.)

Gilbert: "It's up to you, Little Bunny. Good luck?"

(If I'm really starting to like you...)

A new malice is rapidly growing.

It was an unexpected move that had never been planned before.

(I have to control you so that I can "like" you… right?)

[torahoes]

(IDOLiSH7) Torao Mido - VD Winter Date Rabbit Chat: Part 4 - Winter Special Date

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Tsumugi Takanashi: Good work today. I watched the 'NEXT Re:vale' broadcast!

Torao Mido: Oh, what did you think of it?

Tsumugi Takanashi: So it was an amusement park date...! It certainly did have an element of surprise. It was refreshing to see a different side of Mido-san than usual!

Tsumugi Takanashi: I watched it along with the members of IDOLiSH7, and we all really enjoyed the contrast from your usual self!

Torao Mido: Is that right? Can you specify what part?

Takanashi Tsumugi:

1) The part where you lean down and ask your date to feed you churros!

Torao Mido: I heard that it's common to casually share when you're walking around sampling different foods. It's nice for the guy to show that side of him that enjoys being pampered once in a while, wouldn't you agree?

2) The part where you enjoy the parade together was good!

Torao Mido: Normally, I'd be having a meal while overlooking the park from my hotel, but finding a spot together and watching the parade up close wasn't bad at all.

3) The character-themed outfit coordination was cute!

Torao Mido: They were seeking a more conventional date experience, after all. I figured doing something daring and out of the ordinary would likely please the viewers more. So you liked it too, huh.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Also, when you put the matching Roppu-chan hairband on, I really felt Mido-san's kindness and my heart skipped a beat!

Torao Mido: Are you one of those people that enjoys wearing them?

Tsumugi Takanashi: Yes, I think it would be nice to fully immerse myself in the amusement park's atmosphere, since it's a special occasion.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Which is why if my date wore matching hairbands with me like Mido-san did, I'd be over the moon!

Torao Mido: When I went to an amusement park with my members before, Haruka mentioned that it's common for everyone to wear such hairbands.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Did ŹOOĻ wear the hairbands?

Torao Mido: No. Haruka was reluctant, saying it's embarrassing for four dudes to wear matching Panda Nameko hairbands, so we decided to get something else.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Oh, I see! By the way, what kind of merch did you all end up buying?

Torao Mido: I got a scarf, Touma got a hat, Minami got gloves, and Haruka got ear cuffs.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Wow! That still somehow gives off a sense of unity; it sounds cute!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Panda Nameko merch comes in a wide variety, so it's fun to enjoy them with each season!

Torao Mido: No one would ever expect us of all people to be wearing matching Panda Nameko merch though, right?

Torao Mido: Touma and Haruka seemed especially accustomed to it, and there were actually fewer people not wearing anything, so we managed to avoid standing out.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Lately, there's been a surge of people enjoying wearing cute hair accessories and character-themed outfits regardless of age or gender!

Torao Mido: Thanks to that, we got to enjoy a different kind of amusement park experience.

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Tsumugi Takanashi: So it was because of Isumi-san's suggestion that you incorporated the hairband into this date plan. I see!

Torao Mido: I hadn't really been on a date like this before.

Torao Mido: I was mindful of choosing something I believed my date would enjoy.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Truly, watching Mido-san patiently wait in line during the long waits and help secure a spot for the parade was lovely. You had a really kind demeanor; it was wonderful!

Torao Mido: Occasionally, these kinds of dates aren't so bad either.

Tsumugi Takanashi: I thought it was really kind how you fulfilled the little self-indulgent requests from your date, whether it was wanting to meet the characters or trying the churros...!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Not only did you accompany your date the entire time, but you also straightforwardly complimented them when they wore a hairband, saying it suits them. It was so sweet. Our hearts raced the entire time as we watched it together... > <

Torao Mido: Yeah, although I didn't particularly intend to do so during those moments.

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Torao Mido: Well, the fact that you enjoyed it means I can pull off normal dates too, right?

Tsumugi Takanashi: Even beyond that, there was a tremendous response on social media with everyone labeling it as the ideal date!

Torao Mido: In that case, I've also prepared something fitting for the after-talk as the perfect conclusion to the date, so enjoy it till the end.

Tsumugi Takanashi: It's a phone call project, isn't it!

Torao Mido: When you dial the number at the end of the broadcast, you'll be able to hear our voices on the call talking to you after the date.

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'm curious to know what kind of conversation Mido-san, who treated us to such a wonderful date, will have with us afterward!

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'll be sure to call you...!

Tsumugi Takanashi:

End of Part 4.

[zephtheduck]

Stuff I've heard at school: Part 15

He didn't lose a braincell he lost the entire brain

So throughout the game he kept going 'you don't want my chunky dick?'

I do not care about your bowl movements

No one cares about your asshole

Strawberry twink

He would taste like strawberry mochi

It would look like someone exploded

P1: Those tasted like my gandmas house

P2: why are you eating your grandmas house

P1: "My grandpas not dead. The other one is, but this one isn't"

P2: "Give him time"

Teacher: yeah that's right! lower your head in shame! lower! lower!

Student, doing a walk of shame for overdue work: any lower than this and I'll be crawling!

Quebec French just, SOUNDS like they're cursing you out

This guy's hiding the fact that he, like, ties a kite to his phone

I was just going to say he has really child bearing hips

P1: "Debrah (a rifle gun) would be happy"

P2: "What's debrahs beef with me"

P1: "She doesn't like you because you've used her one too many times lol"

P2: "…is that a terrorist joke?"

P1: "yeah"

P2: "haha okay cool just checking hahaha"

Please lets refrain from calling teachers twinks

P1: "Guatamala"

P2: "That says Gujrat"

P1: "Guatamalaaa"

P2: "I guess I'm guatamalan now? lol"

P1: "Yeah you're guava"

P1, to P3: Yeah, well, I'm not Indian P2, distracted by his phone: You mean Indigenous P1, gesturing to P3, who is Indian: No I mean Indian P2, not looking up: Yeah, the proper term is Indigenous P1, aggressively gesturing to P3, who is waving awkwardly: No, I mean INDIAN P2, finally looking up: OHH! I thought you were talking about Indigenous 'Indian'! My bad, my bad.

what the hap just fuckened

P1: "Drank perfumes?"

P2: "What?"

P1: "All I heard was you went to bath and body works to drink perfume"

Do you know how balls deep I need to be in a story to be effectively begging my screen to kill off a character?

That is the sauciest look I've ever seen someone give me

Because when they're going out to no-mans land that what they're thinking, 'I want a really nice tank, very visually pleasing tank, I don't want that Mark One'

"Yo, FUCK him I'd smash his mom"

+ "Yeah and after we're done I'm going to look him dead in the eye and say 'I fucked your mom'"

P1: "Thank you for violating my (oc) characters"

P2, in an uncomfortably eager voice: "I can violate them even more if you want"

"It's the cummie water from school" sips "oh yeah, that is cum"

"Where did you get these genes from"

*looks down at his jeans* "Old Navy?"

"and he goes 'My body is my resume!' and takes his shirt off, and I showed it to my manager because I had no idea what to say"

They literally pickled a baby! (in reference to Ares mythology)

You can either be gay or funny, choose one

I identify as out of this-world

The G in LGBT stands for God

OoOoh, I don't know what I did, but I am learning SO MUCH.

Dionysus is his tumor then!

This is my tumor, he's a drunken little shit who we decided to banish to earth for a while

Blowjobs, for anyone who isn't a sex worker, should be called blowhobbies

What do you call two Jewish stoner in a car? A gas chamber

It's not because you're a rabbit, it's bc you're black!

I inhaled a piece of cheese and it won't get UNINHAILED *coughing*

Who needs their liver anyway

We're the testicles

Why did you give me that look? You look like a child seeing their father for the first time after getting the milk

UM NO. I think that's YOU little miss toe-socks

Even your writing looks dyslexic

Lycan we're both failing math, I don't need this right now.

Reverse racism, but not like, in a racist way

Wow, you even SOUND dyslexic

[beebobeebo]

"Rabbit"

Fandom: Justified

Category: Crack Fic is Crackin'

Characters: Raylan 'Sleight of Hand' Givens and Tim 'If the theme was magic I could have been a wizard, asshole' Gutterson

This is the single worst thing I have ever written.

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"Women are attracted to magicians, right? Mystery. Intrigue,” Raylan says with a roll of his wrist as he watches Tim pull on the black jacket.

"I do not have the time or energy to explain to you how wrong you are about so many things.”

“I need you to put on the hat.”

Tim attempts to put on the hat as passive-aggressively as possible.

“Ta fuckin' Da.”

“You just have to get in there and distract her for fifteen minutes.”

“Problem.”

“Yes?”

“I have not attempted to ‘distract’ a woman in a good fifteen years. Would you like all my soul-searching and questionable Internet history to be for not?”

“Just smile at her and be friendly.”

Tim smiles.

Raylan immediately shakes his head, “Jesus Christ. Not like that, Dahmer. I have seen you be charming in a disgruntled airline passenger sorta way. Do that.”

“Starting to take offense here. Why don't you play the charming asshole? I can look around a room. Got eyes and everything.”

“Do you think anyone is gonna believe that I can pull a rabbit out of a goddamn hat?”

“But I scream pulling flowers out of my ass? I think this,” he gestures at himself, “is technically a hate crime.”

“More of a human rights violation, but here we are.”

Tim narrows his eyes.

“The suit wouldn't fit you.”

“The suit wouldn't fit me.”

“Goddammit.”

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After what an evening news reporter would later dub “an ecological and social disaster of the worst magnitude", the men find themselves sitting in silence in the Lincoln Town Car.

“That went well.” Raylan shakes a handful of cards out of his sleeve.

“No. Gonna go with ‘no’ on this one,” Tim says as he empties a hatful of glitter out the window.

“Wow. No sarcasm.”

“I want to go home. I want to get home and never see another dove again.”

“What about the rabbit?” Raylan asks, looking toward the creature in the backseat.

“Oh, you're keeping the rabbit. With what you did to,” Tim pauses to gently lift the rabbit’s leg, “to him. You owe the little guy one.”

“By that logic, I owe you a house and a yard.”

“Goddamn right.”

[cptn-m]

One Piece chapter 1129 review

The mini mystery of the last couple of chapters will be a footnote in One Piece's run - likely to be resolved in a matter of minutes by all future readers as the answer isn't even going to be broken up between volumes - but it's a great show of Oda's willingness to keep arcs starting in fun and novel ways. It almost would have been too comfortable for the crew to land normally on Elbaf, flanked by powerful warriors, Luffy maybe even welcomed as a messiah. I can see that kind of event tempting a storyteller. Yes, it's low stakes, but you'd get to tour the island, dump exposition and ease into conflict at whatever pace you want. While the justification is ultimately contrived, the choice to do this at all unbalances the characters and the audience from the sense of security the last arc's ending might have left them with.

Shinobu is unexepectedly fat again on the cover. I was critical at the end of Wano of the way Aramaki's draining revitalised her while only shriveling Raizo, but you know what, I can roll with her having a yo-yo diet body type as a gag. That said, the fact that she was still skinny and in the capital listening to Vegapunk's broadcast in chapter 1115 raises some questions about the cover story's timeline.

One thing I'm not as hot on is the Strawhats killing Rodo's pets. I know, they aren't heroes and there's a strong case to be made for self-defence, but wow, you would think Oda would find a way to write around that uncomfortable idea. That poor rabbit must have had no idea what hit it.

And in contrast to the above, Luffy shows a whole lot more remorse about breaking the block town than he does about eating the guy's bunny, but I enjoyed the joke of the cat not caring one bit about smashing straight through.

This is a great chapter for Nami. Actually, this whole mystery mini arc has been good for her, with hilarious new expressions and good moments to showcase her skills, from memorising the blueprint to dropping massive lightning bombs on Rodo. Usopp gives a hint of the power he'll be able to show in the future after he builds up his confidence with the sheer size of that bomb grass explosion, but with Luffy still being needed to knock down the wall behind him it's clear we'll have to wait for the character development to happen before he's allowed to notch real wins.

As for Rodo himself, an otaku role-playing a god is a unique villain angle, especially for One Piece. But it works well for making the reader hope for his downfall - the laughter over the death of his pet for the sake of "character development," the dehumanisation of his captives, and the skeevy attitude toward Nami make that thunderbolt at the end richly deserved. I wonder if he's a sacrifice to make the opening mini-arc work, or if there's more to come. I can't imagine him as the ultimate villain of Elbaf. Certainly we'll have to turn back and see him again at some point to recover the Sunny and Luffy's hat that was presumably taken when their clothes were changed.

I said above that the means of setting up this conflict were contrived, and I mean it. Muginn's goes crazily out of scale to be able to steal the ship, and this Sleeping Mists are something that comes fully out of nowhere to advance the plot. It does cover the bases of how and why and the reason not even the non-drinkers are talking about what happened, but come on. This is a small enough part of the story that I don't think anyone will remember this as a major flaw, but it stands as a minor missed opportunity that it couldn't come together better. Oh well.

And what a tease to end on, Luffy's reaction instead of the reveal. One more week of wondering. At least there's no break. I think there's slim odds it won't be Elbaf after this chapter's reveals. While Road is surprised to see the Strawhats, the way he talks about their journey doesn't imply a different destination to where he is. And the fact that the cell was designed to hold giants means that they're commonly found in the place we're at. Could all still be a misdirect for a small, offshore facility or closely neighbouring island I guess, but I like the idea of the next chapter opening onto a lavish spread of the Elbaf environment. Well, wherever it goes, I'll be here.