#open this random ass portal

[lmk-vibes]

My favourite william wisp moments is when he exasperatedly exclaims how what is currently happening is a very very bad idea and very obviously a very bad situation

[freakassfemme]

streamer!gf! abby head cannons ✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧

this came to me so violently. i couldn't get it out fast enough

✮⋆˙ initially she gets popular with a male audience through first person shooter games and her custom builds of old ass computers from like, random 90s scrap lots she finds on ebay

✮⋆˙ is playing black ops or something for a throwback Thursday and bumps into some random kid on voice chat who tells her to play Roblox (she's never heard of it)

✮⋆˙ lev explains it to her and she finds the concept really weird and kind of funny so she agrees and streams it one day, which SHOVES her through a portal to popularity

✮⋆˙ hot buff nerdy girl w glasses on my computer? yeah her demographics change REAL fast

✮⋆˙ surprisingly she has a lot of fun with it. she thinks the games people recommend her are really hilarious and her chat eats it up

✮⋆˙ never mentions being gay until someone makes a Chappell roan reference in chat one day and just casually she's like "omg my girlfriend loves her"

CROWD GOES WILDDDDDDDDD

✮⋆˙ very quickly they want to meet you. abby refuses at first, but slowly allows you to weasel your way in, whether it's through playing on your switch in the background, blurred out, or you running after bear and alice to try to rush them out of abby's office

✮⋆˙ soon enough you're sitting down live because abby can't place on dress to impress and she's pissed

✮⋆˙ it becomes a joke, but she loves it. she really enjoys making more light-hearted content and connecting with different types of people rather than vaguely-threatening tech bros

✮⋆˙ has a thing where if anything gay happens on screen she salutes the camera or gives the craziest side eye

✮⋆˙ still goes back to her roots and plays the most random old games she's had to pirate off some sketchy websites and download suspicious files to obtain, just laughs nervously when everyone's freaking out about it

"whaaaat? no, the internet is really nice to me. it would never do that -- oh FUCK" (mods are rushing to blurr out her IP address)

✮⋆˙ has the driest, most sarcastic humor that everyone adores.

"I want to rip your bicep off with my teeth... that's really normal of you."

"you think you could do it better? yeah? is that going to be before or after your homework?"

✮⋆˙ very minimalist, black setup with some black ambient lighting that's low-key like hot as fuck

but she's really clumsy and trips a lot, especially because it's dark. her monitor is falling like every other night and she's lucky it hasn't cracked

✮⋆˙ constantly bombarded with edits of her to muse that you'll be running in to show her midstream. she gets the biggest, most shit-eating grin

also didn't really understand what an edit was until you showed and explained it to her lol

✮⋆˙ eventually, as she opens up more and becomes more of a charming personality than a stoic bro-type, she starts making other friends.

yeah she becomes friends with streamer!ellie <3

as the time goes by, she and ellie get really close. there's definitely multiple streams of you, abby, dina and ellie playing mario kart or luigi's mansion on some first generation wii

✮⋆˙ abby teaches you how to jailbreak anything and everything from a 3DS to a switch, even when you're freaking out that she's going to lock it and you'll have to get a new one

✮⋆˙ eventually she sets you up a little corner in her office for when you join her on her streams. it goes from being one camera to you both having separate monitors, and yours is obviously much more colorful than hers

✮⋆˙ on very, VERRRRRY rare occasions she'll say something like "gotta lock in" or "ate", and its usually after like the most gruesome scene in a horror game and like 20 seconds delayed

like imagine her saying "gotta lock in" trying to be funny and finally getting into the bathroom in silent hill and then just sitting over the sink with her jaw on the floor for fifteen seconds

"Jesus Christ, am I going to get banned for showing that?"

✮⋆˙ really gets into analog horror and eventually starts drafting her own concepts, which pushes her into the rabbithole of ARGs

✮⋆˙ loves when people make virtual stickers of her, she thinks its really funny and though she never gets into "merch", she doesn't mind people turning stuff into actual stickers. she thinks its even funnier when she's never seen a screenshot until someone sends her it as a sticker

lets you keep them all and put them on the fridge or your water bottle

✮⋆˙ never does anything risky on stream but is no stranger to leaning back in her chair for a good time if you tiptoe in one night after she's logged off

[that-weird-thing-in-the-woods]

~{ Soooo I was reading a fic about Kitty, Johnny 13 and Danny friendship and this came into my mind so here you gremlins go }~

•The Bikers•

If you told Danny about two years ago that he would join Johnny 13 and Kitty as a full ghost and riding a motorcycle and doing anything they want. He probably would have punched you in the face and souped you before throwing your ass but into the Ghost Zone.

But here he is at a End-motel (A area for ghost ghat move around a lot to stay for a bit and if hit by hunters to recover) that is mostly empty as it always is and for the ghost that were here are in their rooms. Danny was sitting on a bench that is somewhat comfortable while Kitty who was sitting on the same bench does his makeup after she did his somewhat long white hair in a messy bun while Johnny works on the bikes as they had a run it with some wannabe ghost hunters who somehow managed to get some actual ghost hunting gear [“Must have more money then sense” Kitty said after getting off at the motel, Not that Danny disagreed with her]

“Shit!” Johnny yells suddenly as he hits the ground and runs a hand through his dirty blonde hair and that gets Danny and Kitty attention. Kitty turns her head over to him and asked “You good baby?” “Yeah I’m fine, just the assholes got a lucky shot and somehow got a bullet jamed into the engine and it’s pissing me off” Johnny says after a few second and Danny and Kitty look at each other before Danny says “Anything we can do? You seem upset” “Yeah let’s just head to our room, I’ll get back to working on it in the tomorrow” Johnny says as he gets up and walks over to Danny and Kitty they get up and grab there bags and walk up to their room 12 and go inside.

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Around two years after Danny died from the portal he and his rogues have come to a agreement. They get to come and go as much as they want but to watch out for damage and to keep away from the Fentons and G.I.W or any ghost hunters who come to Amity park as to stay safe.

But around this time Danny was pretty lonely as Jazz as gone off to college that is by the coast so it’s about a 6 hour drive out from Amity.

And Sam and Tucker have been drifting away from each other as when Sam and Tucker look at him all he can see in their eyes is guilt and as they age they just grow apart.

But it’s not all bad over this time Danny has become a lot closer with Kitty and Johnny 13 after Danny saved them from the G.I.W when they got to close so they’ve gotten a lot closer then before they’ve even started calling him nicknames like “Sweetheart” and “Babe” and over this time they’ve become very close.

And everything was nice and calm with Danny until

The G.I.W and his parents got him. They found Danny when he was in his phantom form and was getting a few blob ghost into a natural portal a group of G.I.W agents and his parents started going open season on him and one got a lucky shot from Maddies blaster at his core or well shorta core when your a halfa you have a stand in core until they full die and when you hit it to breaks into a new core and you become a full ghost and that’s what happened to Danny as he was shot he was thrown it to the natural portal as he was turned into a full ghost

As he floats in a random area of the ghost zone than he hears a very familiar sound coming. Johnny’s bike and Kittys voice than he was grabbed by them and they sped of somewhere

But anyway was better then there.

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The next time Danny and Kitty woke up (They are nocturnal at this point and their ghost they don’t need to sleep they just do it cause they can) they see Johnny has calm down and looking out the window “What’s with the look?” Kitty asked as she walks over to the window and looks to where Johnny is “A few minutes before you two got up a group come in” Johnny says as he gets up from the chair he was in by the window and walks over to Danny and gives him a kiss on his forehead as pulls him out of bed as Danny whines (Danny is not a… morning person or well wake up person) but gets up anyway and suddenly Kitty says loud enough for Danny and Johnny to hear “Hey Johnny I see what your talking about they just left their room” as she looks like she’s about to laugh

That gets Danny a bit of attention and he walks over and he sees a bunch of humanoid bats?? ok Danny seen a few different beings but humanoid bats that’s new.

“Holy shit, are those humans?!” Johnny says surprise on his face that makes Kitty and Danny to pay a lot more attention and Holy shit they are “How did they get in?!” Kitty says as she looks at them and looks like she’s about to grab the room phone and call The Boss as humans aren’t allowed in without a ghost guide or something from the Zone but than Danny sees two people “Wait! Look over there the small one and the red one!” Danny says as he points to a area that gets overlooked at where they are two people one tall red one and one small traffic light colored child

“Danny what are you talking about the red one is human” Johnny says as he looks at the red one with the group instead of where Danny is pointing

Danny and Kitty look at him like he’s a dumbass

Kitty grabs the back of his head and turn his head to where they are looking

“Oh yeah those two are not human are fully human at least” Johnny at least looks a bit embarrassed but Danny walks over a chair where he put his biker jacket when they went to sleep and says

“Well we should say hello at least”

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!Little things for this AU!

•The Boss thinks of Kitty, Johnny and Danny as his grandkids

•The guest of the End-Motel are told to report if any humans get in

•Danny, Kitty, Johnny are at the End-Motel if they aren’t causing trouble with humans

~{ I’ll add more later on }~

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What Danny is wearing:

Here is a post explaining about The End Motel

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~{Oh that was a long one but I had fun writing it, hope you gremlins like it and if you do I’ll add more if I feel like it. Anyway see you gremlins later byeeeee}~

[aprillikesthings]

The entire plot of She-Ra would be kind of hilarious from the POV of a random Horde soldier the same age/cohort of cadets as Catra and Adora (we know there's more we see on screen whose names we never learn)

Because just imagine

You grow up and sleep in the same bunk room and those two are constantly sharing the same bed, and Adora is at least friendly with everyone but if you're TOO friendly Catra hisses at you and threatens to cut you

Shadow Weaver is obviously obsessed with Adora and using Catra to control her (...and vent her own anger whenever she feels like it), so you just uhhh stay out of that as much as you can

And then one day right after Adora makes Force Captain she disappears and both Shadow Weaver and Catra lose their fucking minds about it, as if there's not dozens of other Horde soldiers, why is it always about Adora

Oh and there's some new tall blonde princess named She-Ra who keeps kicking the Horde's asses?

What do you mean that's also Adora??? THE FUCK???

Oh and look Catra is still weirdly obsessed with her and the two of them seem to start every battle only to run off and fight each other, for fucks sake they should just bang already, you're tired of getting beat to shit because of those two

Anyway at some point Shadow Weaver is gone and then Catra is too, for a while; but oh nope ha ha there she is again

Also at some point some kinda portal thing opens up and everything is HELLA WEIRD and then suddenly everything is back to normal

Except after that Catra's giving orders ALL THE TIME, and she gets meaner and meaner and if anyone tries to talk to her about it they also get shouted at

And then Catra and Hordak disappear, then Horde Prime shows up, and the world almost ends but it doesn't and the Fright Zone is covered in plants for some reason??? Wow the sky is bright without all that pollution. Weird.

And then you find out that the reason the world didn't end is ....Catra and Adora had a make-out somewhere underground and also, now Catra is glued to She-Ra's side and making goo-goo eyes at her

LIKE. The plot of She-Ra would be absolutely batshit from their POV and I can't stop laughing about it, like what do you MEAN I've been sent to fight in battle over and over because these two dipshits couldn't just tell each other they wanted to bang for MULTIPLE YEARS

[thegaysinmyhead]

DC X DP IDEA(?)

Guys why is literally no one jumping on a VERY OBVIOUS trope for ghosts??

FUSION?? LIKE STEVEN UNIVERSE STYLE??

Just–hear me out hear me out!

Ghost forms are just extensions of their core, so it makes sense they can be changed right?? Gems physical bodies are just extensions and projections of their gem!!

SO, if going by a lot of phanon core logic, it would make sense if ghosts can have conversations to like fuse or something. Probably to use in battle mostly (ghosts are obviously territorial) but can also be used for love or to protect a weaker/damaged core! JUST IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES!!

Danny being able to fuse literally Steven universe style w his friends because he's a halfa, Danny being able to fuse with Jason because he has a connection because of the pits (Halfa or Revenant Jason Todd), Danny fusing with LITERAL BATMAN as he's the ghost king!!

CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW TERRIFYING THAT WOULD BE???

Jason in the middle of getting sacrificed: :|

Danny, the one being summoned and seeing a poor baby ghost/potential boyfriend material and snatching him to protect him: :)

Bruce:

Tim:

Dick:

Barbara:

Steph:

Cass:

Jason: ¯\(°_o)/¯

Danny: Mine now :)

*he says as their body erupts into flames and they become the most bad ass looking ghost that kicks the cultists asses; Before they started lounging around and reading Jane Austen* (floating laying down is apparently more comfortable than just laying down on something solid, so its nice to float and read)

ORRRR

Justice League facing off an impossibly strong enemy that they have no choice but to look into outside sources to help defeat him (Trigon, Darkseid, something else that probably show up like 4 times a week lmao). Eventually, JLD get wind of a new ghost king who's supposedly kind and benevolent, which is races better than his old counterpart.

With the entire League's permission, begrudgingly Batman's, they summon the Ghost King as a last option and are ready to sacrifice anything for his help (within reason). Imagine their surprise when Danny Fenton, aged somewhere between 16 to 21, pops up in the portal looking frazzled and like he was woken up from a nap. Not even in his ghost form, just blinking owlishly at the League members while gaping like a fish.

"Holy shit—the Justice League?! I'm being summoned by the Justice League?! Ohmygod Tucker is gonna freak"

Constantine butts in looking nervous as hell and sweating buckets, "Your Majesty—"

"Just Danny's fine, I can't believe I'm being summoned by THE Justice League!"

"...Danny. We could really use some of your help, mate. See, we got ourselves an issue we can't really fix ourselves–"

"I'll do it. I'm not even joking, you guys don't even have to ask me twice,"

Everyone in the League (besides Batman) was watching with bated breath at the exchange. The confusion as a random teenager showed up was quickly washed away with how formally he was addressed, but it spiked back up when 'Danny' seemed to...hero worship them?

"—But!"

Ah, there it was. Can never do trades in the occult for free.

"I would really do it for free if I could man, honest! Just...I need to make a teensy weensy deal to be let out of the circle? You guys don't even have to let me do it on my own if you're worried I'll go rogue! You can tie me into a deal about one of you 'using my power' in exchange for like, a cup of coffee or something,"

Now everyone (except Batman, though he seemed to have a clenched jaw) was opening gaping as the omnipotent described being. Being offered something to great...in exchange for a mug of bean water? There had to be a catch, some sort of trickery, but Diana and many others could sense no ill intent on the young king. Constantine had even let up on the nerves as the being continued to speak, relief seeming to crash through his entire body when he realized none of them would have to give up their soul or something. Batman was the first to speak up.

"And if you were...to offer your power to one of us, what would that entail for the mortal or semi-mortal user?"

The king hummed and tapped his chin in thought, "Well, they'd probably be fine. Most of my power would be filtered through myself, so whoever is wielding it wouldn't go mad or suddenly overwhelmed with it. It'd be like turning on the tap while the well is underground, or something close,"

Batman nodded before Danny continued to speak.

"—But, obviously, I reserve the right to take away my power at any point if I see it needed. I would not be mind controlled, nor would I be drained, I would be an observer in the back of whoever decides to be at the other end of the contract until it's fulfilled,"

Constantine stepped forward once again, cigarette all but ash between his lips now, "Contract, right, mate. So uh, one of our sorry blokes gets access to your unfathomable power for the time it takes to beat whatever the hell it is out there. And in exchange, you get a cuppa? Maybe some biscuits and other treats with it to sweeten the deal?"

Danny smiled brightly at the ruffled looking blond and nodded, "Sounds good to me!"

All at once, the room dropped in temperature as the summoning circle around Danny became encased in ice. The ice shimmered an otherworldly dark blue, almost black, and stretched until it reached the feet of the young king. A spark lighted ontop of Danny's head before exploding into a flame, a crown taking shape through the smoke of the fire to sit upon the teenagers head. There was a flash of blue as a ring materialized on the teen's finger, as well as a cape seeming to sew itself from nothing to sit upon his shoulders. Danny looked sheepish as much as he looked serious, his eyes now emanating a neon green with hints of red in his pupil.

"This is kind of the awkward part, whoever what's to use my power will have to form the contract. I don't really feel comfortable with a super or meta using it, with how powerful I am it might cause more damage than repair it, so preferably a human or mostly human host?"

Danny looked so incredibly shy all of a sudden as he rubbed the back of his neck in an incredibly human gesture. The word's were out of Batman's mouth before he even realized he was speaking then.

"I'll do it," The Bat walked forward to stand beside Cobstantine. Constantine pinched his eyebrows together before letting out a nervous chuckle. Danny just seemed to light up.

"Ohmygosh I'm going to be core merging with Batman," the young king seemed to be doing another small fan-boy freakout before coughing and collecting himself.

"Right, right. Contract to do now, tell my Fraid about this later," Danny lifted up a flaming hand towards the edge of the summoning circle, motioning gently to the Bat.

"Heads up, this is going to feel really weird. Just keep holding onto me after the contract sets, and then make sure to get everyone away as fast as possible. You will grow, it's not gonna be very nice if other people are around because you'll squish them,"

The other League members around nodded mutely, eyes staring at Batman as they prayed and wished for his safety. Batman just gruffed and slowly placed his own hand into the awaiting palm. It didn't burn as he thought it would. In fact, it felt quite cold. Like the feeling of putting your bare hand into a pike of snow just to know how it felt. Batman forced himself not to shiver as he felt the contract form through the handshake. The young king sent him a reassuring smile before he seemingly vanished.

No, not vanished. There was a bright light in Bruce's gloves hand that shook with power. The light—sphere, orb?—sunk into his palm, and this time Bruce did shiver. It felt like the biting winds of a blizzard as it crept up his arm to settle in between his ribs. There was a ringing in his ears blocking out the noise around him, but he could faintly make out images of the League rushing away from him and giving a very large berth.

There was a building in his chest, and he felt it pulse like a second heartbeat. Bruce pulled his hands to his sternum and clawed uselessly as the hevlar, the freezing cold threatening to consume him whole inside and out. His chest pulsed, and he fell to the ground in a heap. Bruce heard some of the members try to rush to him, but the JLD held them baback. There was a cracking like ice pulling away from itself, like glaciers splitting, and all of a sudden Bruce felt power rush through his veins.

It should have been overwhelming, it should have terrified him into immeditely creating contingencies, it should have drove him mad with power, but it didn't. Bruce didn't realize his form had grew until he opened his eyes (when did he close them) and blinked down at the members of the League. They were so...small compared to him now. Bruce felt more than he saw the flames dance from his collarbone, and they flickered up high around his thankfully still cowled face. Though, it seemed his face was the cowl right now.

Bruce turned to the being they were fighting (and losing to) moments ago, and smirked. He felt the spike of fear, and he suddenly knew that this thing didn't stand a chance.

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GUYS I KNOW BRUCE WOULD NEVER AGREE TO POWERS LMAO LET ME DREAM THO I THINK HE WOULD LOOK COOL ASF AS A GHOST!!

[boredzillenial]

Heyyyyy so. I am really missing Miguel. Any thoughts about him? I'm in angsty or mild whump-ish mood. Something like "What happened to you?" "Who did this to you?" or anything at all, really.

Or if you're not in an angsty mood that's okay I just really miss Miguel and will take even a crumb of that gigantic moody wildcat. xoxo

Ivy I am so sorry it took me this long 😭 I hope this fic makes up for it! Who doesn’t love a “who did this to you”?!

The first thing that put you on edge when joining the spider society was the sheer amount of spiders in one place, the second was how absolutely nosey they all were. The third, was Miguel.

Every time you portaled in you were careful to wear your full suit along with an oversized jacket for comfort. Every mission you made sure you were either solo or found a way to keep clear of others during battles. Hoping and praying no anomalies would be too difficult to handle.

For the first couple months you were successful. Kicking ass and managing to not draw attention to yourself. But on a hard mission with a stray Morbius anomaly you were shit outta luck. Blood slicked down the open gaps in your suit despite your accelerated healing ability. Hiding underneath a stack of fallen pilings your breath came in shallow pants “Shit shit shit-“

In the darkness you could hear the whooshing of something moving around the open space. This Morbius was particularly brutal, his style of death by 1,000 cuts was taking its toll. In a moment of sheer panic you smack the distress signal on your watch.

After a glance down, your panic rose further at the wide tears in your suit. The cuts from this blood sucking prick had healed almost immediately but the heavy scarring from your past remained. Long and twisted, the pink tissue that never healed glared back at you. Suddenly you realize the whooshing had moved further away, but a tingling in your body told you something else was coming.

As you peaked around from your hiding spot the tell tale flashes of light from a portal filled up the space. For a moment you hoped it was some random lesser spider responded to your call but in an instant the huge blue and red suit that stepped into the room send you scurrying into the darkness.

A wide scanner emitted from Miguel’s watch and an ungoldly alert sounded when it landed on you. “Hey! Come on out it’s clear.” He called.

“Ah, thanks I’ll just portal from here. The Morbius anomaly went north - HEY“ your voice cracked as in one swift moment he’d moved the heavy concrete and looked down at you.

“Don’t be-“ his sentence halted and in an instant he’d dropped down to kneel infront of you. He phased his mask away to look at the skin across your side and outer thigh crisscrossed with scars more closely “Are you alright?” His voice was low, and the strength behind it made you hesitate. The lump in your throat had you responding only with a nod.

Heat rose in your chest as his gaze lingered “Who - did this…” his heated gaze flickered up to meet yours “did that - thing-“ the final word curled into a growl as he stalked after the anomaly.

“No it didn’t-“ you called out in a whisper as his broad tense frame stalked off into the darkness. After a few grunts and hisses the anomaly slammed into the nearest concrete wall, fear flashing in its unnatural gaze as it tried to scramble away. When it neared you could see the bruising under its pale skin before a light trap stopped it in its tracks.

Miguel came around the large cage, claws scraping across the lit surface as he came to stand beside you. “You… wanna talk about it?” When you glanced up his reddish brown gaze was waiting.

That lump returned, all it took was a shake of your head, and a grunt and a nod from him, and the subject was dropped. But from that mission on, things changed. Whether it was a silent presence at occasional meals, back up on routine missions, or even talks of leadership options to rank up in the Spider Society. From that mission on - you had a new, rather large, blue and red shadow.

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #136 part 2

Danny couldn’t take all of the excitement, who knew all he had to do to get to space was get thrown through a portal and get turned into a dog! He began to wonder if Damian would be willing to bring him back up here sometime. He wasn’t quite sure how he’d ask but he’d figure something out. He could feel himself heal a little faster as he soaked up the energy of the cosmos. Being able to heal by interacting with his obsessions, one of the perks of being half dead he guessed. His tail wagged excitedly as he began to forget about the things going on around him, Sam would definitely yell at him later if she found out. 

Sam and Tucker were probably looking for him right now. He of course would tell them if something happened to him or the zone but the current form he was in made finding a natural portal back home difficult. He also wasn’t sure if he’d be able to get back here if he did. Getting back to his royal duties was important but he also felt he deserved a little break from it, since he graduated college the Observants have been on his ass about getting all of the paperwork from years of neglect caught up. He was honestly really tired of it all and if he could just get some time to relax as a dog in a parallel world who could stop him?

With no clocks around and nothing to tell him how much time had passed, Danny began to forget why he was there. He honestly didn’t care though as it wasn’t as important as SPACE. He’d probably forget about being turned into a dog if Jon didn’t pet him on the head and bring him out of his thoughts when he began speaking.

“You really like space don’t you buddy? I’ll have to tell Damian about this, you're so cute!” He cooed, “He’d have to ask his dad if he could take you up here, he’d probably say it’s OK so long as you're on your best behavior.” 

Danny could be a good boy, he could be the best boy if going to space was on the line and apparently it was. He gave Jon a little woof of determination and turned to look back out again.

A little while later a door slid open and a few people walked into the room. He recognized Jon’s dad but the other two were unfamiliar. There was a man and a kid around Jon’s age, the man was tall and broad. They must have been Damian and his dad if Danny had to guess.

Danny ran over to Damian and sat down in front of him and gave a small woof.

“Haha, looks like he knows who his master is already.” Jon’s dad joked. So Danny was right to assume this was Damian and good thing because if he had just sat down in front of a random kid he’d feel a little weird. 

The kid had black hair that was slicked back and he wondered what his eye color was since he had a domino mask on. He wore a black suit that looked like a hero costume with red accents. He looked kind of cool or at least Danny thought he would be if both him and Jon weren’t children. Although Danny supposed he couldn’t say much on the matter considering when he started. 

Damian seemed to pause, it looked like he was trying to make sure no one else knew he was nervous. He knelt down and slowly reached out his hand, and it was then that Danny knew what he had to do. He was going to make this kids day. He slowly sniffed Damian’s hand and before anyone could say anything he quickly moved so that his head was under Damian’s hand and nuzzled into it. He could tell Damian was trying and somehow succeeded in masking his emotions… well on the outside. This kid was super excited to be petting a puppy, almost as excited as Danny was to be in space. 

The raw emotions Danny could feel from him honestly made Damian an adorable kid but something about his demeanor made Danny think it was probably a terrible idea to say that to his face. Danny had a lot of work ahead of him if he was going to get this kid to open up to him and the people around him. Soon though he found himself getting carried away by Damian, as he and his dad said their goodbyes to Jon and his dad. He found himself in a different location after they entered the weird tubes and while he was sad to leave space he felt renewed with a new sense of purpose. 

They exited and Danny found that they were in a cave, a dark cave and while Danny wanted to explore, he was instead greeted by several others, they were wearing normal clothes but Danny thought they might also be heroes considering the layer they were currently in. Damian scowled at them as they cooed over Danny. He was handed over to the bubbliest brother or Danny assumed they were siblings considering how close they were all acting. They also had similar black hair and Danny thought he would have fit too if he was human. Most of them had blue eyes almost as striking as his own. 

Damian had walked away but he was receiving a lot of pets on his head as well as telling him how much of a good boy he was. A few minutes later and they had gone up an elevator, they took a quick trip outside and then Danny found himself on Damian’s lap on a couch. It was then Damian’s siblings asked the one question he was kind of dreading, “So what are you naming him?”

 In the next part Jason steals Danny because why does this random pet Damian got calm the pits?

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[tobiasdrake]

So I finished Oxenfree 2 recently. Very good and forms a complete story with Oxenfree 1. It's like what Alan Wake 2 was trying to be for its predecessor except that it does a better job of it.

(Probably because it doesn't have to deal with trying to integrate a whole bunch of lore changes that a mostly unrelated side game by the same developer bolted onto the original story. But I digress.)

That choice at the ending was brutal, and really got me thinking about one of my personal wonks: the flexibility and complexity of circumstantial morality.

I will die on the hill that right and wrong are often highly contextual, and not easily hammered into ironclad rules. The Talos Principle 2 is probably the game that landed most closely to my moral beliefs. Specifically when it said the one true moral principle is that you must always follow your reason and your compassion to wherever they will take you.

And it was that very thing, following reason and compassion, that left me momentarily paralyzed by the endgame choice of Oxenfree 2.

So. Like.

Setting the stage for a moment.

The "villains" of Oxenfree 2 are a trio of teenagers named Charlie, Violet, and Olivia. The main plot-moving force is an MCU Sky Portal made of radio waves that they've opened up which is shattering the fabric of reality and threatening to take over people's bodies and fill them with ghosts.

Right.

But Charlie, Violet, and Olivia are the antagonistic characters you actually spend most of the game getting to know. They're the ones you interact with, while the Sky Portal is really just the stakes of the thing.

But also they're just dumbass kids fooling around with forces they don't really understand because Olivia's grieving her dead parents. She is nasty and mean throughout the game, at one point even trying to convince Charlie to stab protagonist Riley with a knife, but it's clear this is coming from a place of traumatized desperation.

Olivia's been promised that she can see her mom and dad again if she goes into the sky portal. Which is true. If she goes into the sky portal, it will imprison her in her happiest temporal memory in exchange for letting someone currently trapped inside out.

Olivia wants to make that trade. She wants to spend eternity locked in a time when her parents were alive. To never grow up, never move on from them, never recover from her grief. To simply languish in the memory forever.

And the main reason we can't let her is because there's a bunch of angry spookers on the other side who see the opening and are all trying to forcibly come through the portal and take over random bodies and shit, potentially ripping apart the fabric of reality in the process. So the portal needs to be closed.

Also there's Alex, the protagonist from Oxenfree 1. A teenage girl who went to a spooky island with her friends that she wasn't supposed to go to, who became imprisoned in the Sky Portal and locked in an eternal temporal prison of repeating memories right alongside all of her friends because she had to sacrifice herself to save the world.

Alex just fucking wants out. She is a teenage girl who had to die and go to Time Hell because she did some misdemeanor trespassing.

She made a deal with Olivia to trade Olivia for Alex. Olivia wants in, Alex wants out, fair exchange. And also all of Alex's friends will be released alongside Alex if she gets out because of... something something. That's not important.

(That Olivia is metaphorically trying to commit suicide is pretty blatant.)

So we arrive at the endgame.

Someone needs to close the Time Portal from the inside. And the player has to choose who stays in Time Hell. The one option is Protagonist Riley, a grown-ass woman we've spent the game getting to know, who's lived a complicated but mediocre life. The other option is Olivia, a traumatized teen girl trying to kill herself out of grief but who technically caused all this.

Like. Starting at the fact that "Do you (correctly) sacrifice yourself or this other person (you coward)?" is a pretty common moral choice in video games. The way Oxenfree 2 handles it is... interesting.

See. I think most people, facing this choice, aren't going to have a very hard time with it. Olivia seems tailor-made to produce one of two kneejerk reactions.

1 - Olivia is the villain who did all this. Fuck her. She should die and go to Time Hell.

2 - Olivia is a child lashing out over her trauma. She deserves a chance to recover and get better, and my protagonist's life is a small price to pay for that.

Depending on how much sympathy you have for troubled children whose emotional hardships manifest in ways that aren't convenient to handle and easily brushed aside in a five-minute pep talk. Personally, my kneejerk is the second.

But this is where things get complicated.

Because. Like.

The thing about Riley is?

A lot of this game is subtextually about the complicated relationship between parents and their children. There's a reason you're cast in the role of a grown-ass adult who's still figuring her shit out and isn't ready for the burdens of parenthood in a conflict whose central antagonists are troubled children. Children who need an adult, and can't wait for you to get ready.

Riley is two months pregnant. This is happening. Rex's birth and all the struggles that entails are bearing down on her. She doesn't have time to figure things out anymore. She needs to be ready now. And this manifests in the plot in the form of these children who need someone to guide them now. Charlie, Violet... and Olivia... and Alex.

And it manifests in Rex. Through the temporal flashes and undoing of reality that strikes throughout the game, Riley sees visions of her life with Rex. And it's. Not great?

Like, it's not terrible.

But it's just. Moments of drama and the struggles of raising a child as a single parent. Riley isn't a Hollywood Parent armed with all the right answers, and she struggles to connect with her son as a single mom raising a boy who's just as much a troublemaker as she was for her father, who she no longer has a good relationship with.

She's just. A mediocre person leading a mediocre life. Raising a son who isn't going to be easy to raise, but who - by his own admission in the final conversation with him - will grow up to be a mediocre person with a mediocre life, but one who's satisfied with the mediocrity his mother instilled in him.

Riley is nobody special. And Rex will grow up to be nobody special. And it's going to be difficult and painful getting there.

And now Riley has to decide the fate of two three people.

And. Also. Uh.

Alex is lying to you.

Specifically, in the endgame choice.

Alex wants to get out. She wants Riley or Olivia to stay behind. She doesn't really care which. She is on the cusp of her freedom and she needs one of them to go into the portal and shut it down, in the process trading themselves for her.

Alex says that it's okay for Olivia to go in because Olivia's doomed. Olivia will never recover from her grief. Never come back from her trauma. Letting her metaphorically kill herself is the best possible outcome for her.

This is a bald-faced lie. In the same conversation, she admits that Olivia's future is cloudy and uncertain. She has no fucking idea if Olivia can recover or not. But she says it with certainty anyway because she doesn't want there to be any complications with letting Olivia trade herself.

Olivia's fate is, indeed, uncertain. If you sacrifice Riley, then Olivia goes one of two ways. She may wallow in despair and resentment and bitterness for the rest of her life. But if treated with kindness, if shown the patience and understanding of an adult to a child, Olivia goes into therapy. She comes back from the edge and moves on with her life.

Alex was wrong to say there was no hope for her. Or, more specifically, Alex was lying. Because she wants Olivia to go into the portal.

Alex also says that Riley's relationship with Rex is doomed. Rex is going to grow distant from Riley and ultimately separate from her. There's going to be a breaking point that they never come back from. But if Riley goes into the portal, then she can live eternally in a temporal snapshot from the best days of Rex's childhood.

She can be happy with her son and never face the doomed future of her inadequacy as a mother.

Alex lied to your face about Olivia's hope of recovery. There is no reason to believe that she's being honest about this. Alex tells Olivia and Riley what they need to hear in order to be willing to condemn themselves to a fate one of them must suffer.

Alex is lying, or at least spinning coercive interpretations out of a foundation that may or may not be true. She wants someone to sacrifice themselves to the portal. Nothing she says here is unbiased, and thus, nothing she says should be counted as part of this consideration. There is hope. For Olivia and Riley both.

(Technically you can also sacrifice Jacob. But only if you've gone out of your way to make him feel miserable and unloved by the world. And let's be real, if you bullied a man whose only crime is being lonely so that he'd be willing to commit suicide for you, you're the bad guy.)

So. The choice.

This is where things get hard.

If you were to ask me, "Does Olivia deserve a chance at recovery?" I would say yes. In a heartbeat. And, in fact, I love that she can actually get that chance if treated with kindness and understanding in the face of her lashing out.

It means the world to me that this outcome exists. The game makes a firm statement that even a child as troubled as Olivia is not a monster. She is just grieving and wounded, and she can get better. But only with the help of adults willing to suffer through the trials and tribulations of trying, of not giving up on her even when her pain pushes her to strike out.

It's not easy to change a life. This is why foster children have a hard time finding permanent homes. People think "Yeah, I can handle a troubled kid," but then give up and write the kids off as unsalvageable when their problems can't be solved overnight.

Olivia isn't going to get better because you said the right thing to her at the right time and made her anguish go away.

But Olivia can get better. With time. And work.

...

But.

The problem is Rex.

Because, as much as what Alex is saying is a lie, the choice itself is just as much of a lie. It's not a choice between Riley and Olivia.

Rex is not a hypothetical future that Riley might have one day. Nor is he a child waiting for her at home, who can be taken in by Jacob or someone.

Riley is two months pregnant with Rex. The gun to Riley's head is a gun to Rex's too. If you sacrifice Riley, Alex's endgame letter to Rex changes to a letter to Riley's father. This is because Rex went into the portal with her. He will never be born, existing only as a temporal shadow in Riley's memory of a future Rex will never be allowed to live.

This isn't a choice between Olivia and Riley.

This is a choice between Olivia and Rex.

Fuck, is this complicated.

For me, the presence of Rex in this equation, the fact that there is no way to sacrifice Riley without also sacrificing Rex, changes the math considerably.

At this point, it is no longer a question of, "Do you, as an adult, sacrifice yourself for a troubled teenager?"

Now it's become the Trolley Problem.

Down one track, there is a teenage girl waving at the trolley and shouting "COME ON, HIT ME!!! I WANT IT TO HIT ME!!! GO AHEAD AND HIT ME!!!"

Down the other track is my goddamn son.

...

And I know what my answer to that question is.

[get-rammed]

The idea for this AU comes from the games, but mostly follows after Shadow Generations with some modifications, hence the AU part. It's mostly self indulgent since he's always been my favorite, and I saw an excuse to draw body horror :}

Will contain spoilers for Shadow/Sonic Generations. But whomp whomp, more information for my version of Shadow/the basis of this AU below.

So the main idea for this AU is that Shadow didn't lose his Doom Powers after he defeated Black Doom. He overcame his violent angry nature to remain a morally grey good guy. Who just happens to have sick ass extra powers now. I am unfortunately a sucker for "I was born to be bad, and I do the wrong thing sometimes, but I want to be good and I'm trying my best."

Another large change for this AU is designs and heights. They're super powered aliens. Let em be a lil bit bigger. Plus that's just kind of what I specialize in :')

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When Black Doom and the Time Eater were defeated, it caused various rifts to be left open with nobody to close them. Which in turn allows anomalies into Shadow and Co.'s world. They can range from simple items (pens, cups, occasionally buildings, things of that nature), to lost and confused people/animals/what have you, to large dangerous beings from other worlds and timelines.

Sometimes the things that comes through the portal, don't want to go back through it, so that's where Shadow found his purpose. He gets to fight and devour the anomalies that won't go home :)

Shadow uses his Doom Morph to consume dangerous anomalies, absorbing their energy in the process. When he's in this form, he's far more reactive and hostile. So they have to clear the area before deploying him. There a handful of people he won't outright attack even in this form, but Rouge is one of the few who can calm him down if he starts to slip too far into the darkness. Because I am a sucker for their friendship :')

There are a number of agencies and world governments who call upon Shadow now for help. Basically if they send Shadow after you, you're not surviving. In a way he does absolutely hate becoming an attack dog for all these agencies, but he also knows he's the only one (sometimes with help) who can stop some of these anomalies.

That being said, if he doesn't agree an anomaly is dangerous, he will not fight as strongly or destroy them. He still maintains his idea of what's right and wrong. It's Shadow, he's not going to blindly follow orders.

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Shadow has become a little more open after finally getting to properly grieve the loss of his family. Finally got to process everything. He's still standoffish and slow to trust, but he's at least willing to try to trust more people.

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With his Doom Powers remaining, he has to constantly fight the urges to commit to the chaos and violence he was born for. Most times it just gives him a headache to fight back mentally. But when the urges are very strong, he has to fight the internal war much harder. Which is where he ends up with bloody noses.

The bloody noses can happen suddenly, and be rather aggressive. In the cases of bloody noses, he'll chaos snap out of the room and try to find somewhere quiet and dark until his internals heal themsleves.

It's basically a case of his blood pressure spiking insanely fast and bursting a bunch of delicate vessels in his nose. Also the idea of the darkness inside of him just kinda. Chewing away at him metaphorically and physically.

He's had enough time to figure out what sets him off, but occasionally random things trigger a nose bleed. This has forced him to be more delicate with how he responds to things, but also has forced him to be a bit more open about what's wrong with him.

The bloody noses also help act as a power balance thing so Shadow isn't just all powerful all the time. If he's not careful, he can go too far and hurt innocent people. Which he'd rather not do. It's an indicator of sorts that he's leaning too far in the wrong direction and he needs to check himself.

Lack of inhibitor rings. With the retention of the Doom Powers, Shadow has more going on internally to help balance his chaos energy. More in tune with himself, but not fully connected if that makes sense. Not wearing some of his inhibitor rings allows him greater access to the Doom Powers at all times.

It also happens that if he wears his wrist rings, they limit too much energy and he becomes sluggish and tired. He now requires more energy to function, and all 4 inhibitor rings limit too much.

He keeps the ones on his ankles on as he does still need some kind of a blocker so he doesn't burn himself out. Only having 2 on is a good balance so he can function and fight.

[raileurta]

I don't know how much you know about Rescue Bots but if I can ask/request 🥹

Headcanons for friendship between Cody and Miko? Their my boi and girl blorbos 😭 I love them and I think that they would make the most chaotic duo in all Transformers

I like to see them as the cool older sister protector of her little sunshine baby brother

It can be for an AU, canon diverge, or a simple crossover

But if you can't don't worry

hi

I don't know much about rescue bots outside of the basic stuff, random tibits, and the situationship between that old guy and chase I think his name was? The police transformer.

From what I've seen Cody is a sweet boy that attracts chaos wherever he goes and could turn Megatron good if given enough time. So that's what I'm going to go with.

As for how they meet? I'll go with the classic random portal appearing out of nowhere. Miko is being Miko kicking after in the apex armor when a "ground bridge" opens up. Thinking it's for her she goes through it ending up on Griffin island and the rest is history.

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I think at first the bots would try keeping Miko from the humans/Cody especially when they learn she's a wrecker. I mean can't really blame them. She is extremely intense and basically a war veteran at 15. Who also just appeared out of a random ass portal wearing an artifact.

She would eventually gain their trust when Cody is hurt and she goes ultra protective sister mode then beats some villain of the week into the ground.

Miko ruffles Cody's hair a lot. He complains about it the entire time but doesn't make a move to stop her.

Both of them enable the hell out of the natural chaos they attract.

Cody would also probably be scared of Miko sometimes because once again a desensitized war veteran who canonically has killed someone. (She would kill again if given the opportunity to.)

Miko would feel very guilty about this. She tries to watch her actions/words around him so she isn't accidentally traumatizing him.

She gets cuteness aggression around Cody and likes to hug him tightly or squeeze his cheeks.

Miko tries to get him to bite people.

Cody tells her all about the future slang so she can use it.

For some reason I can see him being able to play the drums so Cody and Miko can have a jam out session together.

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Hello :3

[fanaroff]

Blast Off- Above the Nasty Burger Companion

Ao3 Link Here

<< Original Fic. << Companion Ch.

Ember knew what it was like to have stress and be stressed out. More-so when she was alive, but those sorts of things leave a lasting presence on the soul. She knew stress. And Danny? Danny was stressed. It was incredibly easy to see. 

From his rapidly strengthening (and getting uncontrollable as of now) powers to him still having to hide things from his friends and family; Baby-pop was certainly having a time of it. In human-form, bags hung heavy under his eyes, his hair limp, shoulders slumped. At least in ghost-form he didn't have the added weight of gravity on his shoulders. He was already carrying too much on them as it is. Ember tried to her best to help when she could. Who was once just a nuisance had very quickly became someone she saw as a younger brother (of sorts). She cared for him and wanted to see him happy. 

But she knew that from here on, things would only get harder for him.

In the beginning, Ember and the other ghosts had been wary of the portal that had all but blasted it's power across every end of the Ghost Zone. No other portal was like it, but it was obvious that was what it was. Across the Infinite Realms, portals were not unheard of. They were always opening and closing in mere seconds, giving way to different points in history or different universes and were reason enough to be wary of random glowing spaces that open up out of nowhere. This one, though? This one was permanent and stayed in one set time zone. It was unheard of to most ghosts that liked to hop portals into the human realms. 

It wasn't until Skulker went through and came back with tales of an aggressive ghost on the other side that had formed there (instead of in the Ghost Zone) and was exceedingly rare that Ember decided to brave the portal. 

She wasn't interested in the new ghost, far from it. What she was interested in, was grabbing her dream. The one she left behind but still clung to in the form of an Obsession. 

She wanted the world to know her name, as simple as that. 

That "aggressive ghost" came into her after-life anyways and made himself quite the nuisance. The most surprising part? He was half-human!!! A halfa!

There was only one halfa known to the Ghost Zone. One by the name of Vlad Plasmius. He'd made a name for himself quite quickly and was only contacted by the ghosts that sought someone to give them direction. He didn't give them direction, though, and instead commanded them. There were few that stood against him and said 'no.'

Now, there were two of them. Then two became three.

And by the sounds of it, three was once again about to become two. 

It was a bitter-sweet day in Ember's memory when she came across Danny alone in the Ghost Zone. He'd been floating in place, looking lost and sad, and so much like a kicked puppy who'd been left by itself as the side of the road that Ember couldn't help but fly over to see what was up. She would never come to regret that decision. 

Danny had been defensive, of course, but she'd quickly needled her way onto his good side. Still, even with the couple of laughs she'd been able to pull out of him, it was obvious that there was something enormous bothering him. Somehow, she'd gotten him to open up to her. It hadn't been at that first friendly meeting, of course. No-no. It'd been because of an offer of food. 

Ghosts don't need it, but she knew Danny did and she remembered that eating while sad was a comfort when she was alive. So, she snuck some money from the wallet of an asshole rich man (it was Vlad) and cajoled Danny into meeting her above the Nasty Burger. There, she'd plopped the bills into his hand and ordered him to grab a burger from inside and eat it up there with her as the sun set. He'd been surprised and tried to give the money back with protests that she absolutely was not having. It took her threatening to throw his ass into the burger joint herself and then just stealing the food for Danny to give her a long-suffering look and finally get some food into him. 

To her surprise, he'd come back up with a burger for Ember too. 

There, they'd sat on the roof above the Nasty Burger, idly chatting as they watched the sun go down and the lights across the city start to pop up. It was then that Danny had expressed interest in seeing the night sky in person. Ember had told him that all he had to do was look up. This seemed to be the big ice-breaker somehow and he started on a rant about how the light pollution from the city blocked out the stars. 

"Even without the light pollution, it's always cloudy here to the point we hardly ever even get to see the moon!" He'd all but shouted, pacing across the Nasty Burger roof, waving a burger in one hand and sticking a fry in his mouth with the other. Ember had watched on in amusement, glad to see that he had lit up with the topic rather than fall back into the slump he had been in before. 

So, Ember told him about her experiences. How she'd seen the stars absolutely blanket the sky only once when she was alive. 

Danny was surprised that she brought up her past so easily and painlessly. This was after Clockwork and Frostbite had started to coach the halfa in the culture of the Ghost Zone, though he had yet to pick up the nuances. 

"If we open up about the topic and talk about it ourselves, willingly, it's not so bad." Ember told him. She didn't meet his eyes as she said it. It still hurt to talk about. But it wasn't so bad. Instead, she looked across the expanse of the city. "It can be good for us to open up about things like that. What bothers us and what sticks with us." 

Ember had not meant for that to be a prompt for Danny to open up to her, but he met her offer of friendship half way. 

He told her everything. Well, mostly everything. She knew there were still things he was holding back, it was obvious in the way he held himself (protective, curled up), but obviously wasn't going to press. 

A few weeks before, Clockwork had reached out to him. (And wasn't that just astonishing!? THE Clockwork!? Someone she had thought was only legend within the Ghost Zone!? Of course Baby-pop would get mixed up with legends. It's just his luck after all.) There was something important the ghost had to speak with him about. When Danny met with him, Frostbite had been there as well, and Clockwork had informed him that Danny needed to start learning about the culture of ghosts and the Infinite Realms; things that came ingrained, instinct, to the full ghosts that formed in the Zone. There was no precursor, just boom-bam time to learn. 

At this point, Danny started to clam up. He'd curled in more on himself and frowned deeply. 

The topic of ghost royalty had come up, he explained. That Clockwork, Frostbite, Pandora, and a few others that didn't interest Ember as much as those first three, were currently the only "royalty" presiding over any parts of the Zone. But they weren't true royalty, apparently. 

Danny was. 

And wasn't that astonishing to find out?

"Clockwork said I was a Prince of the Infinite Realms." Danny looked close to tears when he told Ember. "I don't want to be! He-... He said that I was set in line to take the throne, the one that Pariah Dark was on. The one that I apparently won when I beat Pariah by the skin of my teeth." Then he told her how, if he were to become King, he would have to die. And he was going to. Eventually his ghost half will take over. 

And Danny didn't have a choice. 

Wasn't that just so damn sad?

He couldn't tell his friends or his family, yet. So, Ember decided right then and there that she was going to take the halfa under her wing and teach him what she knew as well. Like the best places in the Zone to have some fun. The kid really needed some plain old fun in his life. 

They met frequently over the course of two months. Always above the Nasty Burger and always after Ember managed to get him to eat.

She thinks it was a slip of the tongue, really, that got them to where the two were now. He'd mentioned he hadn't found his Obsession yet and had such an 'oops' look on his face after that Ember couldn't help but laugh.

"It's not such a taboo topic that we can't talk about 'em at all! You're fine Baby-pop!" And then the full implications of what he'd said hit her. She smacked him on the arm, stood up and screeched, "YOU DON'T KNOW YOUR OBSESSION YET?"

It was a miracle no one heard her. Or saw her. She may have lost control of her hair flames a moment. May have.

Danny had immediately gone to shush her, but Ember had started pacing, going into a rant about 'how the fuck are you so powerful?' and 'what the fuck Baby-pop?' and 'ooooh my fucking god, what the fuuuuuck?' and about how that 'wasn't fair' and that 'oh Ancients, you're a baby Baby-pop!' Very eloquent. She truly was a poet.

After Ember had calmed down, they sat again and had a small talk about it. That was the start. 

With Danny's agreement, it was decided that Ember would help Amity's resident halfa find his Obsession. Over time, in between his lessons with Clockwork or Frostbite and his free time between school, they talked about what his Obsession could be and they tried several different things. Then Danny started getting stuck in Ghost Speak. It wasn't a problem for Ember, being a ghost and could obviously understand him, but his other friends and family could not. They quickly became more worried about the way he was acting and it became harder and harder for him to get away to meet Ember. 

It was also, obviously, incredibly frustrating for him being unable to communicate with them. He was understandably terrified of never being able to talk to them again. There was a moment, there, that Ember knew he was holding something important back, and again did not press him. He would tell her when he felt comfortable doing so. 

Which brings her to her current situation. 

Danny was stressed, Ember knew stress, and the perfect remedy for some stress relief was a bit of fun. So she made plans. And scrapped them. And made more. And scrapped those. So, she decided on the simplest plan with the simplest fun. 

"Tag! You're it!"

Ember zipped off into the sky, turning on a dime the second her finger met Danny's shoulder, grinning madly. 

"No fair! You didn't give any warning!" She heard him shout behind her. Ember only cackled in response and shot forward. 

It was fun. Fun that Ember hadn't realized she herself needed as well. As the sun started to set, they swooped and spun in the air. Danny would get Ember with a brush of his fingers and Ember would screech in mock anger as he shouted "Tag!" and took off. They chased each other for hours. Both had more than enough energy to expend on the task. 

Enjoying the wind and the chase, Ember would still check in on Danny, watching him as they flew when she could. He had a grin on his face, as wide as hers, and had a life to his eyes she realized she hadn't seen in a while. It was good to see it back. Ember patted herself on the back for this. He needed it.

The game took them higher and higher into the sky. The longer it went, the more sure Ember was that she was going to protect this little halfa for the rest of her after-life if she could. And that was without the perk of him being future king. He needed someone in his circle and she would do her best to be a support. 

Ember cackled again and took a random sharp turn that surprised Danny and led them farther away from the city. It was then that she remembered his rant about the light pollution that blocked the stars and thought, "Why not?"

She led the game more purposefully to where she knew there were less lights. It took some doubling back to snag Danny when he managed to tag her and took off in the wrong direction, but she eventually led him up above the clouds and far enough away from the light pollution. Stars were already starting to dot the sky and she had to do quick dodges away from Danny to watch the moon gain height in the sky. Now, she only had to wait until he noticed. 

In her excitement at the thought, Ember shot straight up into the air. She went up, up, up. She could almost feel Danny gaining on her. She went up some more until they broke through the last ring of clouds.

Seeing the sky in its full glory struck her just the same as it did when she was alive. If she could breathe, the air would have been knocked out of her. Ember's eyes grew wide and she slowed her flying. Oh, how she remembered wishing she could reach her hand up and touch the sky. And now, she could do it. And Danny could too. With a smile, Ember realized there was no way Danny hadn't noticed the sky now. Wanting to drink in the sight of his face seeing the sky in full for the first time, Ember turned. 

She didn't even have a chance to catch even a glimpse of him before he was rocketing past her fast enough to almost leave her spinning. She gaped after him in surprise, wondering what in the world that was for, when she saw it. 

Danny was alight. 

His normal ghostly glow had been amped up to eleven and sparkling dots freckled his exposed skin. Ember had but a mere millisecond to realize that Danny was still speeding upwards, towards the moon, and that his skin was rapidly paling to a soft shade of blue. 

Shit. She knew those signs. 

"Danny!" Ember took off after him with a shout. 

What set him off? They were just playing tag! She didn't know what it could have been! How long had the Obsession Trance been setting in? How long it took for her to notice was entirely too quick. 

"Danny!" She called after him again. Danny made no notice of having heard her. Ember grit her teeth and increased her speed. If Danny was any stronger, she never would have been able to catch up. She was struggling as it was to keep on his tail. She pushed herself, yelling as she shot hot flames from her hands to give herself every bit of boost she needed to catch him. 

It took just a moment, but she managed to wrap a hand around one of the wrists at his side. He was fast and Ember almost lost her grip, but somehow was able to hang on. In a quick tug, Ember basically put on the air brakes and pulled backwards as hard as she could. "Danny!" She shouted, hoping it would grab his attention long enough for her to get a better hold on him. 

By the Ancients he was cold. It wasn't just that his ghostly glow was brighter, there was literal ice vapor drifting off of him and reflecting the natural glow he already had. The pale blue-green was starting to darken to a shade of green a little lighter and less saturated than ectoplasm and Ember prayed to the Ancients that it is not the color the skin of his ghost-form would settle into because Danny would absolutely hate it. 

Danny tugged harshly against her, still not seeming to have noticed she was there and only strained upwards. 

Shit, he was strong. It was a struggle just to drag him close enough to hold him to her. 

"Phantom!"

Ember had but a moment to let go as Danny whipped around and snapped bared teeth (holy shit, fangs) just a millimeter from her nose. The sharp clack of his teeth startled a gasp out of her. His eyes were glowing dangerously. Two bright pools of ectoplasm with the tiniest pin prick of a white pupil. He looked scary. Scarily strong. Scarily sharp. And scarily deep into an Obsession Trance. 

With her grip on him gone, Danny shot upwards again. Ember yelped and latched on again as quickly as she could, holding on and trying to wrap her arms around the chest of the struggling halfa. Her core throbbed in sympathy as Danny let out a heart-wrenching whine that was so incredibly in-human and so un-like him. She hated this. She didn't know what the cause of his Obsession Trance was yet and she knew it was agony to him to keep Danny in place. She felt it so strongly herself once before. The pain in her core had settled to an ever-lasting feeling that she knew she would never be able to complete. Her dream was a lost one. 

Danny snarled, wiggling against her arms as Ember pressed her cheek to his back, eyes tightly shut in the effort that it was to try and hold him still. A litany of angry, hurt, desperate noises escaped him and Ember couldn't help the sympathetic whine that bubbled from her throat. Danny lashed against her particularly hard and Ember almost lost her grip.  "Fuck! Phantom! Danny, listen to me!" Ember readjusted and tried to get a stronger grip. "Shit! What set you off? Fuck!" 

Desperately, she glanced around. She tried to see if there was anything that she had missed, something that escaped her notice. Anything that could be the cause of Danny's sudden Trance. Anything to help because she could feel him slipping from her. He was too strong. She would not be able to hold him forever and he needed someone to be able to pull him back to reality.

Ember yelped as Danny managed to pull an arm free. She caught him again in time to keep him from getting away, but she was unable to recapture his arm. He let out a particularly long whine as he reached that arm upwards, hand out almost as if he were trying to reach for the sky above them. 

"The- the sky?" She tried to grasp what it was he wanted. Her mind was focused too much on what she could do to keep Danny still, she couldn't think. "But you see the sky every day!"

No, that couldn't be it. Think, think, Ember McLain. 

"Fuck, not the sky." By the Ancients, she was so stupid! "The stars? The moon?"

"Stars!" shouted Danny. It was all the confirmation Ember needed. "Stars, moon, stars!" It was as if Danny suddenly remembered that speech was a thing he could do, as once he started, he didn't seem to want to stop. 

"Asteroids! Asterism! Luna! Constellations! Meteors! Black holes! Satellites!" He all but chirped the words in stumbling, stilted Ghost Speak with an almost childlike jubilancy and desperation. All the while, Danny kept his escaped arm reaching, straining, upwards and his eyes firmly pointed towards the Milky Way that poured its stars across the sky the darker it got. 

With a sigh of relief that she knew what was going on now, she gave Danny an aborted pat on the chest. "Okay! Okay, baby-pop. Space ghost, gotcha." 

Of course it would be Danny. She should have known. 

"Space!"

Oh, he was really stuck in a Trance.

"Yep, uh-huh. Space." Ember mumbled in agreement. "Fuck. what do I do?"

She wracked her mind for what she could do in this situation. She knew what to do for ghosts with lesser Trances or ones where they could immediately have some sort of fulfillment or satisfaction enough to calm down enough to return to reality. But Danny's Obsession seemed to be space and it wasn't like Ember could let him just shoot off into the sky! If she let him and wasn't able to keep up with him, he could forever be stuck in an Obsession Trance. He would be lost to the literal stars until he burned any ectoplasm stored in his body. He needed access to the Ghost Zone and he had a human half he needed to feed! (On top of that, she wasn't even sure ghosts could go into space. None have tried to her knowledge and she certainly wasn't going to leave Earth willingly.)

Trying to calm Danny down and think, Ember forced a vibrating buzz through her core until it ramped up to a comforting purr. She wrapped her legs around his waist, hanging like a backpack for a moment, hoping he wouldn't notice that she'd actively stopped pulling against him and reached a hand up to start carding through his hair.  "Um... uh..." She struggled to form a coherent sentence that may get through to Danny. She thought back to the terms he had chirped out moments ago, trying to figure out how to turn the familiar terms into something she could use to keep Danny grounded. "Rockets? Do you like rockets?" 

Danny froze. 

Ember glanced at him as quickly as she could. Fuck, his ears were starting to point. 

"NASA? Or just space?" Danny started to struggle again. Desperately, Ember shouted, "Danny, tell me when NASA was founded!"

The struggled stopped for just a moment, long enough for Danny to trill loudly and his core buzz strong enough that she could hear it. Holy shit. 

"1958! July 29th!" He all but sang. 

"Good! That's good!" Ember latched onto this topic. Distract him. She had to distract him. "That's so cool! Why- uh- why was NASA founded?"

"In response to Sputnik l! It's a satellite!" Danny started to babble facts about why Nasa was founded (ones that Ember later would admit she had not known herself). His ramblings then devolved rapidly. "Launch! Satellite! I can launch! Me! I want to go! I want! To! Go!"

His struggles renewed harshly and Ember had to almost hold onto Danny's hair to keep a grip. She winced internally, hoping he didn't feel that. Ember yelped as Danny twisted and his legs warped to a single ghostly tail with a growl, making her loose her hold with her own legs. 

"Danny! Danny, Danny listen! Sh, sh, it's okay! Uh-I... uh... shit." Ember reached desperately for any idea in her mind that may help. She remembered feeling similar with trying to find something to help Danny destress and have fun. She'd settled on a game before, maybe she could do it again. "Uuuuuh… oh! Uh, Danny, do you want to play game? Do you want to play a space game? It’s very, very important. There’s a star without any planets to circle around it.” 

She hoped that would get his attention and she waited as he paused. 

"Oh, that is very sad! But it will get a planet of it's own!" Danny stopped his struggles and started to mumble seemingly to himself. But he heard her. That was a start. "Oh! I can help it not be lonely! I could go visit!" 

He started to move again. Fuck! She didn't need him to try and fly off. "The star is right here!" Ember yelped. 

Danny stopped and he listened to her! Thank the Ancients!

Ember tentatively let go as Danny turned in her grip, eyes wide and searching in a child-like way. As if she were holding a rare piece of candy that he would get to enjoy. She then focused inwards, on her core and the power flowing through the ectoplasm in her veins. She coaxed the flames that served as her hair to cover her entire body, turned her in a person-shaped ball of flame. 

"See?" Ember encouraged his attention. "A bright and shiny, planet-less star! And the game is that you get to be the planet! But you have to orbit around it or you loose and don’t get to be a planet anymore!”

(She was basically pulling the idea out of her ass. If this works, she is going home and sleeping for weeks.)

Danny fidgeted in place. He whined and looked very indecisive. Slowly, almost testing, he flew forward and did a slow, lazy lap around Ember. 

With a grin, Ember turned in place to watch him. After the first lap, Danny seemed to decide that this was what he wanted to do. His face softened from the agony of Trance to a more contented look, Ember let herself slump in relief.

Holy shit. That was so much. She never wanted to do this again. She eyed Danny a moment. Knowing his luck he'd be one of those twice-tranced ghosts. She hoped not. She would be tired enough holding this position with him for however long it would take for him to snap out of the Obsession Trance without having to do it a second time.

As Danny circled and rotated around her, Ember finally allowed herself a chance to take a closer look at him. 

When ghosts first formed in the Zone, fresh after death, they tended to look more human. More like how they were when they were alive. Over time, they would loose those human qualities, but that is usually if they only stay in the Ghost Zone without pursuing their Obsessions and it can take years. Sometimes more than a human's lifetime. But those seeking their Obsessions or have found them are different. Finding one's Obsession would throw them into what is called an 'Obsession Trance' where the core of a ghost becomes so stuck and well, obsessed, with their dreams from life that it quickens the natural change ghosts go through. Ghosts that leave the Zone often, or stay outside of it, are encouraged to find their Obsession so they do not go into a Trance and cause issues in the human realm. Too many bad things have happened for ghosts and humans alike when that happens, which is why Ember knew she needed to be there for Danny. He was so strong already. If he went into a Trance around humans and they tried to keep him from leaving like Ember did? She shudders to think of the damage that could have been done.

The main point is: Obsession Trances basically cause Ghost Puberty Speed Edition. But rather than take years, it's supposed to take a couple of days! And it looks like Danny almost did a full change in minutes! His core is going to be so sore afterwards, Ember knows it. 

(And in the back of her mind, she wonders how much more dangerous this makes him.)

His hair so far has stayed white, but his skin had developed a green-blue pallor that still seemed to be decided which shade it wanted to be, darkening and lightening with each rotation around the 'sun.' Lights dotted his across his nose and cheeks like star-lit freckles. Ember was not sure what color his eyes may settle on, they were still stuck in the ectoplasm green color that all those in a Trance gain. She'd seen his teeth earlier and hoped that they, and the pointed ears, do not bother Danny too bad. She didn't know why, but the mention of him developing fangs once before sent him into a downward spiral that lasted a week. Ember hated to think what would happen if he actually kept them. 

All she could do was hope at this point. 

And be there for him when he needs it. 

Ember lost sense of time as she rotated in place with Danny, keeping him in her sights. He circled and rotated and circled, over and over again. Never ending, always moving, never stopping. Clouds parting for them when the wind blew them gently across the sky, wisps breaking and decondensing further away. After a while, each loop and circle seemed to draw Danny closer and closer towards her until, finally, Danny seemed to tire. 

A last rotation brought him almost flush against Ember and she allowed him to drape himself how he wanted on her. His core buzzing loudly was a comfort to her, the sound almost like a cat, as he settled, contented, around her waist with his ghostly tail twisted over her legs and cheek pressed to her hip. Ember stayed still and waited. Her mind whirled. 

He'd been stuck in a Trance for longer than she'd ever heard of. It had just become night when Danny's Trance had started, hadn't it? She's never really heard of them lasting for more than a couple of hours at most. But here Danny is, going through the night. It's such a him situation to be in.

It was a relief when Ember noticed the sky starting to lighten and Danny's slow blinks turning more normal and frequent (well, for him). He stared out dreamily and finally seemed to be coming out of it. 

Ember smiled tiredly down at him. She'd kept up her flames all night and was looking forward to being able to recharge later. "You with me, Space-cadet?"

Danny made no noise for a moment before giving a very slow hum. 

"Words, Danny. C'mon you can do it." She coaxed. 

"Mm..."

Ember sighed and patted his head. "Please don't make me drag you to FentonWorks and have Jazz put you in a thermos." As she said it, she knew she wouldn't actually do that but that didn't mean she didn't consider it. She stopped patting Danny's hair when he growled and continued when he made no other move except to give give his head a small shake. He blinked rapidly, frowned, then stared blearily up at Ember. 

She was so happy to see the bright green fading from his sclera. Ember grinned at him. 

"Well, Space-cadet. You found your Obsession." << Original Fic. << Companion Ch.

>> I really wanted to make a companion piece to chapter 3 of Above the Nasty Burger. It can be read on it's own, of course, but I feel I wanted to make this just to add a bit of extra-ness, you know? Little bit of POV switch drama. Ember is a doll and I love her. She deserves her own POV, especially after the Big BrainTM move she made.

[crazylittlejester]

Hey Jes could you pretty please give me a thorough rundown of the cannon Hyrules Warriors events

ie the actual stuff that happens in game.

Bc I really want to write stuff for HW and Lu as well as make theory posts for it but idk much of anything abt HW

Jes this is a free invitation to fucking yap to an extreme about hyrule warriors

Cause all I know is the first 10 minutes of it, Zelda has bad dream, we see link fighting, battle happens , link fight and got brunt by Volga he is now the hero and that’s it

So pretty please tell me abt HW

so the thing about hw is you can understand like 80% of the plot from JUST the cutscenes, and someone put it together like a movie on youtube and this is only like an hour long:

admittedly i have not played this game in a while and i forgot some of the smaller things about it, so my apologies if any of this is wrong but in summary:

the game starts with the war coming to the castle and then Link, some random ass soldier, runs into Volga on the field and Volga is genuinely kinda like “can you get your unimportant ass out of the fucking way good lord” and he tries to kill Link (and Impa too i think) and this awakens the triforce or something and then boom: Link is revealed to be the hero and everyone’s kinda like “oh good we found him!!” while Link, mid battle, is like “oh what the fuck…” and at the end of this first battle Zelda goes missing (they find her next battle, but she’s Sheik and they don’t know that)

Ganon was split into like four different pieces and he was Not too happy about this so he decided to corrupt this sorceress and she got split into two people, Lana and Cia, and Ganon basically promised Cia Link as like a war prize if she helped him basically put himself back in one piece and the pieces of Ganon were stuck in different timelines so that’s why all these portals get opened, because the bad guys need to get all of Ganon in one spot but this ALSO allowed Link to get allies from said times, like Midna and Fi

basically the first half of the game is them trying to close these gates to other times IN said other times so shit can go back to normal and for all of five seconds yay the war was over, but then what ends up happening is the Ganon Pieces get unstuck and he forms a whole dude again and he’s a little pissed (and i think this happened because the master sword was pulled and that’s what was holding back the fourth piece of Ganon? i don’t remember its been a hot minute) anyways Ganon takes Zant and Ghirahim and steals the ENTIRE triforce, and Link finds a way to kick his ass anyway, which is CRAZY and not enough people talk about the fact that Wars beat a fully triforced Ganon

Edit: JUST AN ADDITION, but im pretty sure he is canonically just a commander, not a captain (my dear mutual @hyruledwarriorr probably knows more than i do about that one, and also he might have things to add to this he loves hw alskkdkd)

[arolock]

Is Prime's arc really over?

I mean, he's dead alright, no doubt in that, and tbh I sort of hope that he will not be brought back to life. But. BUT.

This is a long ass rant. If you open it, it's on you.

Even in the last confrontation between Prime and C-137 we didn't really get any solid confirmations of Prime and C-137 origin story. We know they've met, we know Prime showed C-137 "infinity" (in his own words) and killed C-137's family, which resulted into C-137 trying to hunt him down, but except those facts confirmed and explained in s6ep1, s7ep3, s7ep5, nothing else was. Not the real meaning of their conversation in the garage, not even the fact of this garage meet-up being the first time they've met, and also not the meaning of Prime's words that he misses it when there were only two of them.

Both Mortys seem to buy everything Evil Morty extracted from C-137's memories (Evil Morty is confident in his tech and Prime Morty is just like that lol), but can we really trust that those memories are intact? What if, just like with Federation, Rick kept main points of events, but changed the details or timeline, that can potentially flip the meaning or change the tone of said events?

The most confusing part in relation to the timeline for me is Prime's slips during his rants: "I do miss when it was just us. The only two Rick's who actually invented portal travel", especially combined with "I showed you infinity".

It makes sense in two possible situations: if Prime showed C-137 the portal tech ("showed you infinity"), offered it, was rejected, left, killed his family and then was actively fucking with C-137 during the first hunt (which can explain the "miss when it was just us" line) OR if Prime showed him the portal tech, C-137, being inspired, also invented the portal travel, and then he and Prime were on friendly terms for some time after that, travelling together or each on their own with random meet-ups, until Prime offered him something else, which C-137 declined. Then everything else followed.

And honestly? IMO, first option doesn't line up. We never saw clones or decoys of Prime during C-137's first hunt in the crybaby backstory, no mocking images of Diane, nothing that could possibly indicate that Prime was actively playing with him. We also see other Ricks owning portal technology during young C-137's run, so there already weren't "just two of us", only in the very beginning maybe. Prime obviously watched C-137 to keep track on him and his whereabouts and shenanigans, but we don't see him making any moves himself, interacting with C-137 in any way. So what's there to miss at all?

Let's look at the second option. What's really interesting about it is how Prime's words "I showed you infinity" can be interpreted in two ways that are not mutually exclusive - as in showing interdimensional travel or showing something entirely else, possibly even bigger. Like something that was supposed to create "Infinite Rick, a GOD", which was mentioned in the 'falce' memory in 03x01 together with another interesting line: "Once we give you this technology, you become the smartest man in the universe". Since we know that Rick uses his own memories to fool people, it's entirely possible that these lines are real, they sound real, like something Prime could say. But.

But how simply owning a technology makes you the smartest man in the universe? The answer is - it doesn't. You just own it. You don't become smarter because you get your hands on a sci-fi tech, unless it alters your own mind/brain to make you smarter, and portal travel doesn't work like that.

This is just a theory based on the altered memory of Rick C-137, but what if Rick Prime wasn't just giving out portal tech, but was actively doing almost the same thing Evil Morty have done - absorbing every possible knowledge of every Rick he encountered, maybe connecting them in some kind of a web instead of killing them, so he could cover his presence not using a Morty, but creating virtual clones of himself everywhere in all those Ricks? Maybe that's what he was tempting C-137 with - infinite knowledge of infinite Rick. Unite every single one of them, make them bigger than the universe, make them THE GOD in every sense possible.

Only that it can cost you everything. Cost you your humanity. Change you ultimately, make you so much above any other being, that it will eventually sound lonely. So Rick C-137 declined.

It's just a random ass theory. But how does it sound?

[that-weird-thing-in-the-woods]

Heyyy so I was thinking of how cool masquerade masks looks- and oh would you look at that a post

The Lady Of The Mask 

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In a black and gold bedroom with a victorian style room was a boy in front of a black vanity putting on blush with a black and gold mask that is on a stand on the vanity the boy has long black hair with ice blue eyes

As he finished putting on blush and picked up the mask he started to think about how he got here and got the title of

•The Lady Of The Mask•

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His parents turned him into the G.I.W hands after they found out they wanted them to “Fix” him and what good that did all he has from that place is scars and the memories after one of them was trying transport him to a different room when they thought he was out for the count, news flash he wasn’t he broke free of his restraints with a wail he had left and fled and kept flying until he found a natural portal and as he went through he closed it from the other side

As he looks around he noticed that instead of the random floating islands and green sky he was expecting he saw a large room with large mirrors that took up the wall and when he looked up he saw a picture of a part of space no living thing has ever been [and probably never will be]

That’s when he realized that wasn’t a natural portal when he comes to the realization he hears foot steps behind him as he turns he comes face to face with a tall woman wearing a long black rob over her body but the parts that were visible were a sickly green where her vines should be

She explains that she is The Lady of the mask and someone needs to take her place so when she saw him she chose him to take her place and take care of everything and gives him a black box with gold accents on it

And than she just leaves.

As Danny opens the box he sees a Gold mask with black accents with a note explaining what his new role is and what he has to do, he has to

Make sure deals are up held

Take care of the Manner

He can do that but at the end of the note he sees a single sentence

“Keep the Mask safe if you do it will keep you safe”

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Now onto the DC part of this thing!

Constantine needed to make a deal with the one person he really didn’t want too, the JL idiots messed with something they shouldn’t have had messed with now all of them have to fix this and for the person he doesn’t want to make a deal with is

The Lady of The Mask

The Lady as many call them is known to make sure that all deals made with them are up held and if not while no one really knows as no one has come back from whatever they did to them

Yet here he was making the summing circle for them all he can do to try to up hold his end of the deal

But at what cost?

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Now onto my fav part the details!

For Danny I’m thinking something like this

With this as a second outfit if he’s not wearing this or fighting ( because he’s a badass bitch like that )

And for hair ( most of the time hidin under his hat) is this

And just cause here is what the manner looks like and the ballroom

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And that’s about it for this one, I had a hard time with this one I had to redo the plot like three times lol and if anyone wants to use this or add on feel free to I kinda half-assed it at the end due to being tired

But I hope you all like it see you gremlins later byeeee

[datapacks]

Would you say the Pale Garden still seems lackluster following the updates after it was announced at Live?

Yes & no, honestly. My feelings are a lot more complicated, to say the least. It feels now like the Pale Garden biome is kinda... complete? But only by the standards mojang themselves has set.

It feels like mojang is falling into their age-old trap of insisting that Every Single Feature needs to be wholly and entirely unique, where its just like... it would be genuinely easy for them to add 2, 4, 8, 16 new flowers to the pale garden. Now, mind you, I don't think it needs that many! but the last time we got just a normal-ass flower was 2018. Since then, we've gotten... 4, arguably 5. Two of these flowers were from the sniffer- the only things that the sniffer does. Then we have the pink petals, which I'll get to. The last of these are from the pale garden.

With the Pink Petals, it kinda highlights this entire thing. They just... added a new biome with 1 tree, 1 flower, called it good. That's the standard. Technically, they went above and beyond here by adding a new mob and a new moss type.

While I love the amount of uniqueness in the creaking not having a drop, instead having its "drop" be obtained by breaking the blocks around the heart, in the pale eyeblossom opening & closing, it's just like... it feels a bit unnecessary at this scale, yeah? like. If the entire biome is just "yeah theres a wood, a moss, a flower, and oranger bricks" and that's the entire plan, then it feels like... a lot of work for just that. like, go with me on a mind journey for a second:

Mojang announces Minecraft 1.28.46, the Squibeldy Squop Bop Drop. In this update, they're adding the Squibeldy Squop Bop Biome, which has massive implications for the lore with the inclusion of the Squob Mob. They're also adding a new wood type and new tree type. And a flower. You can kill the Squob Mob to get Squibeldy Squop Bop Blocks, which have brick variants. And get this: to get any of this working, we spent 8 months programming new mechanics for the mob so that it'll Call your Real Life House and Call You a Nerd.

Like, the pale garden is cool! The vibes of it have inspired me really heavily to do some cool things! but ultimately it's like... why are we adding this at all? Where's the focus? It kinda feels like they just chose "oh hey Jim had a cool idea for a new thing completely unrelated to anything else, lets add it". With nothing in it, it feels lackluster. With too much in it, it feels out of place. Ultimately the issue is that it's just like... why this?

I'm not a huge "we need an end update RIGHT NOW" person, but consider that it has been 8 years. Consider that it may not be until 2030 that we ever have even an idea of what the deep dark portal does. Consider that, for anything that feels incomplete with this completely random thing they're adding, you will sit with that feeling for a decade.

[hobiebrownismygod]

Hiiii! So I don’t usually put in requests but I read your fic where Hobie is trying to get to know secretive Y/N- and since Y/N was said to have never took off their mask, I was wondering if you could write about that same secretive Y/N finally showing their face?

Writing requests even when anon is spooky 😭

This is a great addition to the original fic, thank you for requesting!! <3

Hobie Brown x GN!Reader Mysterious Part 2

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A/N: Sorry it's taking me so long to get to requests, midterms are kicking my ass 😭. I swear I'll try to get the rest of the requests in my inbox out as soon as I can <3

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"Earth-138, right?"

"Tha's the place"

You typed in the coordinates onto your dimensional watch, before snapping your wrist towards the area in front of you, opening up the portal that would take you into Hobie's dimension.

You'd been trying to convince him to take you to his dimension since you'd met him, curious about where he came from. After spending the past week constantly hearing about the 'corrupted government' and the 'wanking pigs' that ruled there, you were even more interested in seeing the place with your own eyes.

You stepped through the portal, falling into what must've been Hobie's house- well, not necessarily a house. Were they on a boat?

"What the-" you looked out the window to see that his house was situated on a body of water, probably some sort of lake or canal. "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell ya-" he said as he jumped through his own portal, landing in front of you and taking in your surprised expression. "-I stay on this houseboat here."

He gave the wall a pat, smiling before he looked back at you. "Her name's Stella."

"Why Stella?"

He shrugged, shoving his hands into the pockets of his vest before approaching you sheepishly. "I liked the name."

You snorted under your breath, rolling your eyes at him before taking another glance around. "So...you gonna show me around? Or am I just gonna stand here awkwardly?"

"Right, right-" he said quickly, beginning to walk towards what you guessed was his bedroom. His eyes widened for a moment before he looked back at you. "...wait out here for a moment. Jus' needa tidy some things up" he disappeared behind the door, leaving you standing in the hallway, arms folded across your chest.

You couldn't help but smile slightly under your mask. As you leaned back against the wall, you realized that you were feeling a little stuffy. It would've been much more comfortable to take off your mask, but you decided against it.

Why let him see your face? It wasn't important. It's not like seeing your face would matter...or did it? What if he thought you looked weird? What if there was something about your face he didn't like? Why take off the mask when there was so much that could go wrong?

"Overthinking at its finest" you scoffed to yourself, embarrassed by the thoughts running through your mind. "Pathetic."

The door swung open and you jumped, turning your attention to a slightly sweaty Hobie, who'd obviously just spent the last few minutes hurriedly tossing his mess to the side. "Come in." he said with a lopsided grin, gesturing for you to walk in.

His room was...amazing. It was like walking into a different world. There wasn't an bit of blank on the wall, every square inch being covered by some sort of poster, most of them being of various bands and artists, one of them being who you assumed was his universe's Gwen Stacy, with blonde spikes and a drumstick in her hand.

In the corner was his spectacular electric guitar, adorned in all the random stickers he'd found over the years, and next to it were various other instruments, a bass guitar, an acoustic guitar, even a ukulele next to his own set of drumsticks.

He looked over your shoulder, leaning in slightly. "So? What d'ya think?" he asked quietly, enjoying your surprise. "It's...awesome." you said softly, glancing over at him.

"It's a little messy-" he kicked a magazine under his bed, hiding it from your view, "-but it's...well, it's me."

"inconsistent?" You asked sarcastically, shooting him a sly grin.

"You could say that." he laughed, bouncing down onto his bed, that you were surprised he could even sleep in considering his size compared to its. Probably an old bed.

"You ready to see the outside world now?" he asked with an eyebrow raise, waiting for you to finish staring at all his magazines. "Uh, yeah. Sure." you replied, making your way back towards the door.

Suddenly, his arm pulled you back, preventing your from leaving. "Woah, woah, you're not going out like that!" He had a cocky look on his face, tilting his head. "Excuse me?" You asked him confusedly, staring up at his mischievous grin.

"I'm telling you, if you go out dressed like a superhero, you'll be shot on sight." he tapped his chin in a mocking way before glancing back at you. "I wonder what we can do to prevent that..."

Realizing what he was getting at, you took a step back, tone turning annoyed. "I won't let myself get shot." you said harshly. "I'm Spider-man."

"Yeah, but you won't exactly be able to enjoy anything either, eh?" he replied, ignoring your hesitation. "Come on, let's just be normal civilians for a little while hmm? Whad'ya say?"

"This is all just a ploy to get me to take off my mask, isn't it?" you groaned, looking away from him and shaking your head. "Depends. Is it working?"

"I'm not gonna do it."

"Come on!"

"Not happening."

"Just for a little while. It's not like you're horribly disfigured or somet'ing, right? It'll be fine!" He was pleading at this point, too curious to let go of his chance to see your face. After all, he'd been planning this out for a while. Since he'd met you just a week or two ago, he'd decided that he'd make it his goal to see your face one day, and now...he was so close.

He didn't know why he wanted to know what you looked like so badly. It's not like it would really matter. His curiosity however, outweighed the impulse control, and he found himself completely obsessed with what you might look like under there.

You were probably gorgeous.

"Please? I promise, it'll be fun!"

"I don't want to." you replied softly, biting the inside of your cheek and folding your arms over your chest. "Why not?" He matched your tone, leaning down slightly to see you eye to eye.

"I just...I don't know..." you hesitated, looking back at him. He looked so welcoming, reassuring smile on his face, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes...he wouldn't judge. You knew he wouldn't.

So you decided, for the first time since you'd joined the Spider Society, to show him your face.

He stared, eyes wide.

You flinched slightly, barely able to make eye contact, mask in your hand as you cowered under his gaze. It was so...awkward, for lack of a better word. You didn't know how to react to his scanning.

He continued to stare.

"Hello?" You waved your hand in his face, a slight smile appearing on yours. "You there?"

"hi." he replied, his voice breathy and his gaze unwavering. "You're....you're-" he stuttered.

"not what you expected?" you asked quietly, face falling.

"Perfect."

You looked back up at him, eyebrows furrowing in disbelief. "You're joking. Stop playing with me-"

"Wow" he interrupted, standing up straight, a wide grin on his face. "Just...bloody hell, you're gorgeous."

"Can you shut up?" you laughed, shoving his arm. He caught your arm, pulling you towards him slightly. "You know, I think the wait was worth it." he said quietly, unable to suppress the bashful smile spreading across his face. "You're even more perfect than I'd have expected, love."

"You're funny." you replied, shaking your head. "Now can we go-?"

"Yeah, yeah, we'll go. After I stare at you for just a few more minutes."

"Are you being serious?" You asked with a raised eyebrow, holding back a laugh.

"I'm being dead serious. You better never put that bloody mask on in front of me again, you hear?" he said, chuckling under his breath. "I wanna see this face every day from now on."

"Whatever you say" you replied sarcastically, rubbing the back of your neck in an attempt to stop the heat from spreading across your face.

"Actually, you know what'd be even better? If I'm the only one in the entirety of HQ to know what you look like." his eyes widened slightly. "That's right...yeah! I'm the only one that gets to see this pretty face from now on, a'right?"

You laughed softly. "You're the only one I'd trust to see it anyways."