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wondrous-art · 3 months

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Ouch, that's gotta hurt. Felt like drawing some angsty artwork of Oswald's transformation since I hadn't attempted doing that in a long time.

I also decided to share a snippet of my writing to go along with this piece under the cut, if you'll humor me.

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Oswald tried to let his mind relax while he was out on the open road heading out of Dusk Valley. He should be relaxed. He was finally getting out of that boonie town, away from the crazy locals who were right at home away from civilized society.

He'd been stuck there for nearly a month after his accident, when he hit that creature with his car, and got attacked by it. 'Cause screw him for being worried about hitting someone's dog or something, right? Every second he spent in that town after the fact had been complete and utter misery. He got sick in front of his client and nearly blew the job he'd driven out here to do. It's never a good look for your accountant to faint and throw up in your trashcan. The pay wasn't even that good to be worth all this mess. Then he was sure people were sabotaging his car, probably that weird kid who kept harassing him. He didn't even care if his car still needed repairs, he was going to risk it and deal with the rest once he was back in Portland. After all of that, he was ready to face whatever was waiting for him back home.

And yet, after escaping all of that, he still was tense as he gripped his steering wheel with an intensity that made his knuckles turn white. He couldn't get his last encounter with that kid out of his mind; when he was filling up his gas tank one last time before bailing. He'd stalked him to the gas station to keep spewing on about his bullshit about monsters and cryptids. But one thing repeated over and over in his mind.

"You can't go home. You're going to hurt people." His voice echoed in his mind.

He just couldn't shake it, no matter how hard he tried to rationalize it in his mind.

It was just a crazy kid, he thought.

It's all a practical joke to freak him out.

Still, his stomach turned with anxiety, among other things. As the sky grew darker and his headlights were the only thing illuminating the road ahead of him, he started to feel overwhelmed with nausea. A constant body shudder ran through his torso rhythmically, had been since before he left in fact. But what was once a pulse every 5 minutes or so, now hit back to back, like the seconds on a ticking clock. It wasn't painful, just uncomfortable and it was making it hard for him to focus.

After a while, the shapes and outlines of the trees and the lights started to sway and blur. Rubbing his eyes was useless, and his hands were starting to shake. Even though it was all clear, open road ahead of him, Oswald didn't feel safe continuing to drive in this condition. He pulled off onto the side of the road and let his car idle there for a moment. Now left in the quiet of the dark, empty highway, he took a few breaths to get his bearings.

It's the stress, he told himself. It'd been a long few weeks, it was dark, and he didn't feel well. He'd just take a break until the feeling passed, and if not, he'd call someone. Hell, he'd rather sleep in his car out here than go back into town.

He waited for a few minutes, leading back into his seat and controlling his breathing. He rubbed his stomach, with a moan, as it had started to hurt from the body shudders. The area beyond his headlights was now pitch dark. He was surrounded by nothing but dark forest, alone in this tiny metal box, and he wasn't getting any better.

Oswald let out a shaky huff. His body was trembling, and he felt a sudden hot flash come over him, his body feverishly radiating heat like it was a sauna. He turned on his air conditioner at full blast and picked up his phone, contemplating calling for an ambulance. He was already panting. Something was seriously wrong with him.

As he typed the ems number on his screen he raised his hand to wipe the film of sweat forming on his forehead, but hissed when he was unexpectedly scratched by something sharp. He looked down in confusion to find his nails turning a brownish black color, almost like the skin underneath was rotting, and they were long and mangled, despite being freshly manicured not even the day before.

Before he could investigate, one last convulsion pulsed through him, this time a sharp, painful cramp that shot up his spine and down his limbs like electricity, forcing his back to arch off the seat. He let out a yelp and gasped for air.

He hit the call button on the phone and got the classic "911, what's your emergency?"

"I need an ambulance, I think I'm having a heart attack or something." He explained, despite his symptoms not really matching.

As he was speaking, he immediately felt a terrible ache in his hand, like it had been freshly slammed into a door. When he looked down he could see bruising forming around the knuckles as the bones seemed to be stretching. As his fingers popped out of place on their own volition, Oswald barely recognized the voice on the phone over his own panicked whimpering.

"Sir, I need to know your location," The person on the phone repeated.

“Ah-- uhm, I-I'm on the highway n-north of Dusk Valley." He stammered as he tried to explain, but his eyes were transfixed on his grotesquely mangled hands. He bit down on his lip in an attempt to choke down any cries of pain, but instead he felt something puncture into the flesh, causing him to shout anyway. As blood trickled down from his injury, he felt around his mouth, feeling misshapen teeth pushing their way out of his mouth. He suddenly tasted coppery blood as it filled his mouth. He gagged and opened the door to spit it out onto the ground, but to his horror, with it came a half dozen of his teeth.

Before he could even process what he was seeing, his body was wracked with pain as every muscle in his body seized and cramped like a full body Charlie horse. His veins buldged against his skin as his muscle tensed to hard he could barely move. He managed to still choke out a scream through his closed up through muscles. He dropped the phone as his hands could no longer properly grip the device, and it fell to the floor.

The voice of the responder became muffled in an ocean of noise from his own heartbeat and heavy breathing. Then the first snaps of his ribs and spine breaking rang out above everything else. Oswald let out a visceral scream as his chest contorted and swelled against his seatbelt, which began digging into his skin. He managed to regain just enough control over his limbs to slam his palm down on the buckle release and fall out of the car onto the hard concrete beneath. His glasses fell off his face and cluttered somewhere under the darkness of the car.

He laid on his stomach on the ground, unable to back onto his feet with his muscles burning as they were. Bile rose in his throat as he cried through wheezing breaths. He managed to get his knees under him and lift his face off the ground just long enough for him to vomit.

The only thoughts running through his mind were 'This can't be happening. Why is my body doing this? Make it stop!'

The cracking of bones extended down his spine and into his limbs. His arms grew thin and elongated. His feet were stretching and being forced out of his loafers; claws tearing holes into his socks. His body was engulfed in a fiery assault as his muscles swelled. His nice dress shirt and pants were unable to withstand the strain of his body growing exponentially in size, and ripped at the seams. He had to hold himself back from getting sick again as he felt his organs shifting under his skin, growing, shrinking, and rearranging themselves to fit their new skeletal frame. His spine grew in length, pushing the skin out of the back and forming a crude, half formed tail.

His skin burned and itched as a thick coat of blonde fur spread down his neck and spine and towards the rest of the body. He let out a horrible groan, as his throat was already raw from his vocal cords tearing and reforming. Tears flowed freely from his eyes, while snot and drool dripped down his face. He didn't want to believe he was actually turning into a monster. It had to all be a horrible nightmare, but the pain was real. He should have listened to the warnings.

"H-help me--! Please--!" He screamed into the void, but he was alone. There was no one who could save him from the torment of his transformation. Yet the blinding pain bore desperate cries to someone, anyone. The pain was dizzying. He could no longer recognize the body trailing behind him as being human, and he was starting to feel less and less connected to his body. The world around him felt fuzzy, like he was slipping in and out of a dream. He felt himself dissociating, his soul leaving his mind to escape the pain he was in.

He saw his face growing, his jaw snapping into the shape of a snout, but by then it was as if he was a passenger in his own body, slowly sinking deeper into the void's embrace until he couldn't think, only felt a bubbling anger in his chest, and a growing hunger. So... so hungry.

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one-and-a-half-yikes · 4 days

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Thought that hit me outta nowhere when I was half asleep this afternoon-

What the hell was Fanny doing at the gala???

We never come back to this, and although Cuphead calls it out:

We never find out if this is true or not. Will we later on? I fucking hope so cause I seriously want to know what the point was.

If we go with Cuphead's assumption here, that she was planning to "crash the party to prove a point" I am endlessly curious to know what point was proven and to who? Her parents (or more specifically her father)??? Oswald??? Did she think he was going to be there and wanted to show out (see what you're missing if you hadn't settled?) But that seems silly, she'd probably want to avoid him.

So maybe herself? Prove to herself that she made it to where she wants to be in life.

I think this one makes a little more sense to me. As I've mentioned in my Fanny meta, Fanny's life is stressful, and she's constantly dealing with so much shit on her plate. Between her controlling husband whose presence doesn't allow for the home to be a safe environment for her to escape the troubles of work life. Work life, where she's dealing with entitled and ungrateful patients on one hand, and on another rude colleagues who make her job harder for no reason; not to mention supervisors and managers above her who she has to answer to. Then, dealing with the smell and sight of bodily fluids of all kinds on top of that. Nursing is a thankless job, that part Fanny was right about. So at the end of the day you want to relax, right?

Well it's hard to do that when all your friends are busy, and your husband's idea for a night of fun is completely different from yours.

Fanny doesn't like to be in her own head. Ever. I think going to the gala was a way for her to let go of her worries and reassure herself that she'd made the right choices. Her life was great. Or actually I guess a better way to frame it would be that Fanny was PRETENDING she had made it. The fact that she was insistent on reminding Cup that she could "go alone" was interesting because I'm almost positive she didn't bring her wedding ring with her that night.

I think for her, this was a different form of escapism than what we are used to seeing. One where she envisions a life of luxury amongst the high echleons of society. Where she could pretend for one night that she wasn't going to go home to a loveless, abusive marriage. Where she won't have to wake up at the ass crack of dawn for grueling work as a nurse dealing with ink illness patients. One where she could be Cinderella for just one moment before the clock struck twelve. To pretend for a night that she was a single, young woman without a care in the world.

But we see how that turned out for her, and THIS is the part that left me puzzled by the end.

This girl is DRUNK.

And not even in the fun way where you go out with friends and come back fucking washed. She's pouty, miserable, and moody as hell when Cuphead stumbles upon her while leaving.

To get that bedazzled and feeling yourself. Pulling out all the stops to look good for a fun night out to THE biggest party of the year, only to be midway through the gala and sloshed put of your damn mind bemoaning how much you ended up hating the whole thing. I have a good guess as to why she hated the party, probably along the same reasons that Cuphead despises events like these. In Fanny's case, I think it reminds her a little too much of what she came from.

I suppose I'm more confused as to why she assumed this party would NOT be like that? What exactly did she expect from an event like this? Why go at all? She knew she would be the third wheel of what was very clearly an expensive all-out date between Puphead and Dovil. Why even waste your time on something like this? You wouldn't have any company, and as far as I know, I don't think Red went to that event either and stayed at the house with the patients? Even if she had gone, she's as much of a public figure as Oddswell, being his assistant and all, and wouldn't have had time to properly chat with Fanny through the night.

Betty isn't anyone important enough to go to an event like that. So, with few options and all her friends fairly busy, I ask, what the hell was the point? Of course, any single person could go to the gala alone, but most of those women who would go alone were probably of some importance enough that they could mingle with those in their class, right? Plus, the dance floor. Plenty of seats available to simply observe while eating and drinking. Diné, the black cat woman Bendy danced with at the gala, is a good example of this. Far as I know she didn't come with anyone and yet she was clearly having a grand time.

Anyways, I just find the whole thing strange, but this is my general speculation on why I believe she went. Even then I still think it odd, cause I feel like she could have just as easily gone to a regular club and had that experience.

NOTE: Was going to originally include Cuphead as a possibility, taking into account that the Cupanny Evil Author chapter seemed to hint that Fanny asked Cuphead to be her plus one to the gala. But that part just doesn't make sense to me, there's no way it didn't slip that Cup had a plus one, it would be silly to think she would pull a goofy stunt like that when she knew he was a public figure and all eyes would be on him through the night.

#yikes speaking #the inky mystery #inky mystery #babitim #bendy and boris in the inky mystery #inky mystery fanny #fanny cottontail #inky mystery analysis

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bri-in-ur-attic · 4 months

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Someday, Our Fascinations Will Align

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Do you remember the moment you fell in love? The moment when you were the only two people in the world. That splendid, magical moment when all your sadness was forgotten.

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I dedicate this to @engardeitsme <333 we share an unhealthy amount of love for the B.R.B, she also did an amazing fan casting of these idiots which is how i envisioned the brotherhood and is also writing a fic series of the battle maniac!! 100% recommend it

Heads up: kidnapping but (Name) vibes w it, typical black rabbit brotherhood violence, perspective changes, this is a long fic like over 7k so prepare yourselves

pairing is battle maniac x fem!reader , but there are implications of P x reader

longest fic I’ve ever written and its for a bunch of assholes that were punching bags for P *sigh*

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“Hopping around Elysion Boulevard doing God knows what and in the end, getting yourself hurt! Like seriously you’re running my medic supplies dry!”

“Quit your yammering the black market will provide you more.”

Most people shrivel at just the mention of the Black Rabbit Brotherhood, yet here you were scolding the one who was infamous for putting unfortunate souls in the Liar's Coffin

It was a simple negotiation really, in exchange for your medical knowledge and treating their wounds, considering they live life on the edge, you were sworn with protection from the Brotherhood without paying the dumb fee.

And by negotiation it went more like you were kidnapped against your own will after the brotherhood tried to rob you but deemed you more useful by keeping you by their side

For a bunch of criminals, you could tell they care for each other’s well being and soon enough, they grew accustomed to you. The brotherhood was amused by your gutsy attitude and feistiness as if you weren’t surrounded by dangerous criminals, amusement turned into respect which then turned into kindling a fondness towards you

The Eldest, Cyrus would tease about small you were compared to him and often annoy you by holding things above your head

Buckethead was the one abusing the microphone constantly, for an oddball, he had quite an elegant name, Oswald. You liked to call him Oz for short to which he had taken a liking to, it sounds similar to odd funnily

The baby of the group was Bonnie being merely 16 years old, at first you had no idea that there was a sister in the Black Rabbit Brotherhood as the name speaks for itself let alone one being this young. She was quite touchy by wrapping her arms around you and constantly wanting your attention by whining about the tiniest scratches she gets and wanting immediate medical attention

And finally, the one who was currently at your mercy was the battle maniac of the group, if you were being honest all siblings were battle maniacs but whatever

You would always butt heads with him at any chance you got as he always gave the best responses to your remarks, he was simply fun to argue with

“For God’s sake go easy on tightening those bandages, my arm's ‘bout to bust!”

“Awww is poor bunny about to cry cuz he can’t handle a bit of pressure?”

“Shut up, just do your damn job.”

“Shame that these bandages and medicines are wasted on you.” With a huff, you finish wrapping his arm

“Oh and it’s not a waste to use 'em on Bonnie’s paper cuts?”

“Any injury no matter how miniscule it might seem isn’t worth not treating, one cut can turn into a nasty infection.”

Finishing wrapping the bandages you pat on his shoulder firmly

“Done, Rojo.” he winces

The brother with the red scarf hadn’t revealed his name and identity to you while the others have unconcealed themselves to you, he was a tough nut to crack compared to the others. Heck you found the Eldest to be more approachable than him

And so you nick-named him Rojo (Ro-ho) because of his red scarf

”Stop calling me that.”

”Oh? You don’t like Rojo? Then what would you like me to call you? How does Bun-Bun sound?”

”Call me that and you’ll be fed to those monstrous freaks.”

After washing your hands, you grab a rack with a sigh

”Look, I gotta call you something, Rojo is the best I could think of unless you spare me the trouble and give me your damn name.”

His masked face directs to you, seemingly in deep thought and then looks down on the floor

”Elyas.” he let out begrudgingly

”Elyas ..” you repeated in a soft tone testing how his name rolled off your tongue

”That wasn’t so hard now was it Elyas ?” With a cheeky grin you walk out of the room

Elyas watches your figure get out of his range of sight and takes off his rabbit mask running his hand through his dark waves

“That woman is gonna be the death of me..”

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It had been about a month of being ‘held hostage’ by the Black Rabbit Brotherhood, overtime they let you have more freedom such as wandering through the Malum district as long as one of them was accompanying you, quite restrictive freedom but you have no combat abilities so this didn't bother you all that much as the brothers and sister pretty much acted as bodyguards

Now that the Malum District officially had a doctor, the Brotherhood originally wanted to charge those who seeked you for medical attention but you gave them an earful before they could

Today you were meeting with the Robinson family and the one escorting you was Elyas , who recently trusted you with his name

The walk was quiet and a bit tense, if in different circumstances it would look as if the the two of you were on a awkward first date due to the close proximity and stiffness

Up ahead seeing the Robinson’s small run-down house up ahead, Elyas leaned his back against the neighboring houses

“Hurry up, make it no longer than 10 minutes.”

”Oh what a pity, I was hoping to bake a pie with the Robinsons today.” you say sarcastically and knock on the Robinson’s door

Civilians nearby peeped their heads out, seeing the poor doctor being held captive by the ruthless Black Rabbit Brotherhood, the residents viewed you highly for aiding the District with daily check-ups

“That poor girl, God knows what those ruffians make her go through..” one of the civilians say

Seeing the Battle Maniac glance up in their directions, the neighbors duck their heads away

You knock on the door and call out for the Robinsons

“Mrs. Robinson? It’s me, (Name).”

And it didn’t take long for the aged woman to open the door, her gaunt features welcome you

“Oh Doctor (Name), it is very good to see you, please come in.”

Closing the door after you come in, Mrs. Robinson leads you to her husband, who looked in better condition than the last time you saw him, the Robinson children also greet you while the oldest nods his head with a small smile

“The echinacea tea did wonders to me. I can't thank you enough Miss (Name).”Mr. Robinson says with weak smile

“It was my pleasure, I’m glad you have been making progress to a full recovery. I was going to check on your health but it seems your immune system is doing all the work and my visitation is unnecessary.”

“Oh hush dear you are always welcome in our humble abode, you have always been very kind to us, do please stay for a little longer will you?” Mrs. Robinson directed her hand towards the living room

“Ah I wish I could, but I’m afraid my time here is limited for I have an invisible lengthy chain on my ankle.”

“That hooligan from the brotherhood is it? Honestly I send my condolences to you for dealing with those bad men.”

“I can hold my own against them. They cannot be tamed, but they can be reasoned with.”

“I see, well good luck out there dearie, please take care of yourself too.”

“Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Robinson, best of wishes to you and your family.” With a small bow you make your way to the door

“E-excuse me, Miss (Name)?”

The eldest of the Robinson children was Finlay, though he was barely a child as he was in his young adulthood

Now having your attention, Finlay grasps his hands together

“If you don’t mind, may we talk for a bit?”

“Hm, I suppose I have a few minutes to spare but do make it quick, the rabbit who’s acting as my esquire isn’t known for having patience.”

With a deep breath, the fair-headed boy looks at you with a deep gaze that is laced with worry

“I hate to see you go off with the evil brotherhood, surely there must be something we can do to help you.”

With a sad smile, you shake your head

“I very much appreciate your concern Finn, but I accepted my fate and I swear on my life that I am ok. Besides, who will provide you all with check-ups if I escape this dreaded town?”

Finlay’s expression hardens “Then you don’t have to escape, hide in our home and we can take care of you just like how you’ve taken care of us.”

“Finn..please don’t risk your family’s lives and your own for me.”

“But I would risk my life for you! Because I-”

“Alright, time's up!”

The door violently burst open revealing Elyas

Upon seeing you and Finlay, something in Elyas cracked as he approaches Finlay in a threatening way and grabs him by the collar of his shirt

“So you’ve been extending the doctor’s session eh? I'm afraid you're gonna have a fee for that, blondie.”

“S-sir please I’m sorry! W-we don’t have anything to give you! We're barely getting by after this month's fee!”

You immediately grab Elyas’ arm and attempt to pull him away from Finlay

“Cut it out! I was about to leave anyway!”

“This piss-haired rat got greedy and reached over the time limit, now he has to pay the price.”

You get between the boys and with all your might push Elyas’ chest away from Finlay, while doing so, Elyas’ puppet string accidentally pricks your cheek but the minor injury barely bothered you

“Stop! It was only for a few minutes, let it go!”

Elyas looked at you and you hear the crinkling of his gloves due to his fists clenching

“Fine.”

Letting out a sigh of relief you look back at Finlay who still looked like he had the heavens scared out of him

“You will no longer visit this house.”

You look back at Elyas with wide eyes and before you can protest he grabs your arm and pulls you out of the Robinson's household

“Wait a minute!..Elyas!”

With a panicked look, you look back to the house and see a distraught Finlay reaching his hand out

“Please just stop for a moment!”

Ripping your arm from Elyas’ iron grip you rub the area and glare at him

“What has gotten into you? I know you’re a jackass but you really have crossed the line this time!”

“That beggar boy was the one crossing the line by wasting our time.”

With a sigh, you stay silent briefly

“You know.. you were a hypocrite when you called him greedy when all you and your siblings do is suck up all my time like a bunch of mosquitos.”

Now it was Elyas’ turn to stay silent, he turns to you and looks down at the small gash on your cheek

He approaches you slowly and grabs a hold of his red scarf, ripping it. He then daps the blood off that was on the plump of your cheek

You felt almost every negative emotion under the sun towards Elyas, fear, anger, frustration and even amusement

This was the first he made you flustered, you’ve been in close positions with Elyas before but it was when he needed treatment. Now he was willing to be this close to you to do a quite sensual gesture

“What are you doing?…”

Elyas lets a scoff ”You said it yourself, any injury no matter how miniscule it might seem isn’t worth not treating, one cut can turn into a nasty infection.”

“Oh..”

With a small hum, Elyas continues to treat the cut on your cheek ”Sorry.” His apology was quick and blunt but there was a hint of sincerity in it

”It’s.. whatever I’ll treat it myself when we get back.”

Backing away from you, Elyas’ hand hovers over your cheek and feel his finger brushing over your injury

You look up to meet his eyes that were concealed behind his rabbit mask, sometimes you wonder how these guys could see through those atrocious masks

Desperately wanting to see what he was thinking, you gaze into the eyeholes of Elyas’ mask, to see what the hues of his eyes were and if they even held light

You wanted to see his humanity

Immediately he withdraws his hand away from you and makes a quick turn to continue his way

“Let’s go.”

Recovering from what just occurred, you slowly make your way behind Elyas

”I’m still gonna visit the Robinsons.”

“You won’t be a mile radius near that shithole when I’m around.”

”So what you’re saying is as long as you're not breathing down on my neck I can visit them?”

”What I’m saying is if I see you interact with that scrawny piece of shit, no treatment will ever be able to cure what I’ll do to him.”

It felt like Cyrus slammed his greatsword on him when Elyas realized what he had just said, visibly stiffening but regained composure

Then it hit you, Elyas was jealous

This new found discovery both appalled and terrified you

He was the equivalent of a school boy who was crushing that just happened to have violent tendencies towards his rivals, it seems you won’t be visiting the Robinsons for a while for Finlay’s sake

You couldn’t but help feel bad for the poor boy, his feelings towards you was obvious but you never really saw him that way, sure you thought he was adorable and very kind but he just was never really your type unfortunately

But Elyas?..

The both of you didn’t quite have a pleasant start and to this day you had lingering feelings of resentment towards him and his siblings

Despite that, your fondness for them grew more than your grudge

After all they guaranteed you safety when you weren’t even sure if Hotel Krat could be a place to seek refuge and for better or for worse there was never a dull day with the brotherhood. You weren't just surviving, you were living

And the somewhat intimate moment you just shared with Elyas and how he and his siblings aid each other is enough for you to believe that the brotherhood has a soul that was tainted due to the result of evolving in a harsh environment

Hiding your smile, you follow Elyas towards the Red Lobster

Oswald and Bonnie were present, hanging out and having some downtime

”We’re back, but I’m gonna head back to headquarters real quick, don’t you knuckleheads plan something idiotic when I’m gone.”

Oswald only waves his hand dismissively and Bonnie sticks her tongue out at Elyas

“How was your trip (Name)?” Bonnie asks in a cheerful tone

”Phew it was quite something, I’ll tell you that.” You place your hands on your hips and bounce on your feet making eye contact with Bonnie with a nervous smile

“Speaking of trips, I call the shots on taking our doc through Malum next week! I haven’t done errands with her in a long while!”

”Hey! It’s my turn to hang out with (Name)! I thought we were following the pattern!” Bonnie complains and lightly shoves Oswald

“Since when did we ever agree to that? It’s whoever gets to her first the one going little sis!”

With an audible pout, Bonnie sits back down on her seat

”Not fair! (Name) please tell him off!” Bonnie drags out your name

”No can do Bon, first come first serve.” You say with a cheesy grin

”I’ll beat you to her Oswald! You’ll see!”

”Oh really? Well that’s a shame ‘cause I already got to her!”

Oswald dashes from his seat and grabs you by the waist hoisting you over his shoulder

“Oz! This is very unnecessary!” trying to hide your grin but fail as you grab onto his shoulders

“Hold on tight doc!~”

Bonnie jumps from her seat and dashes towards Oswald who was now carrying you

The two siblings laugh hysterically chasing each other while you cling on to dear life to Oswald’s shirt and join in on the laughter

“What did I say about planning something idiotic while I’m gone?”

Elyas voice suddenly echoed throughout the room causing the siblings to stop

“Ahh lighten up brother, we were just having a little fun!”

”Not much fun anymore when you’re dizzy! Now put me down Oz!”

“Alright alright down you go doc.”

Setting you down with ease, Oswald then wipes off invisible dust off of you

“There you go all in one piece.”

“Quit touching her. Now scram, Cyrus asked for you and Bonnie back in headquarters.”

”Huh? What for?”

Elyas simply shrugs

Oswald let out a loud groan ”It better be good, c’mon Bonnie.”

”Watch my cheesecake for me (Name)!” Bonnie then scurries out of the room right behind Oswald

“Hey, what did Cyrus ask them for?”

“Nothin’ I was jesting.”

You shoot Elyas a blank stare

“Don't give me that look, I don't want to deal with their annoying asses when I play this.”

Elyas held up a record and walks over to the gramophone

Once he plays the record, an elegant sound of a violin plays along with an accordion that harmonizes with each other

The gramophone changes the setting of the rundown tavern of the Red Lobster into a more elegant atmosphere, both you and Elyas lean against the bar table. The sound of the singer’s rich voice singing in a language you somewhat understood

“Say Elyas, do you comprehend French?”

He only shakes his head “I never knew what the hell the guy was saying, I just like how it sounds.”

“From my limited French knowledge, what I’m getting at is that the singer is longing to meet his departed lover..”

Concentrating on the singer’s words you close your eyes

“You will come back

Someday

Someday…”

Halfway through the song there was a solo

“And..listen to my heart,

I will wait for you

Even if my heart hurts..

So that you can hear my words

I will wait for you..

I will wait for you..”

The record meets its end as the accordion slows down fading away bringing you back to the dreary tavern

“Since when did you understand French? "

"I'm not quite fully fluent in it, the Monad Charity House taught some classes."

"You went to that Charity House?"

With a nod of your head you continue, then grabbing the chain of your necklace, you show Elyas your graduation necklace that was hidden under your blouse

"Yup, I grew up in the Charity house and wanted to become an Alchemist at first but I couldn’t read alchemical equations for the life of me. However I liked science enough to pursue the medical field."

“I see, glad you didn't join those egotistical smartasses.”

”Heh, I suppose so, I didn’t even like them all that much if I’m being honest.” You look at Elyas “Seeing how you and your siblings ar-were Stalkers, were you all in the Charity House as well?”

Elyas notices your slip up and crosses his arms “Nope, the four of us grew up in the alleys, the Sweepers in our area taught us since we were young.”

“Oh, it must’ve been rough growing up in such a place.”

“But it’s what made us strong and outlived the other weak fools. We survived this far, and we will continue to do so together as a family.”

Turning your head away from Elyas you chuckle softly

“What’s so funny?” Elyas asked in a condescending tone

All this time, you believed the Puppet Frenzy and the Petrification disease brought the worst out of humanity, from those who exploited Krat’s vulnerable position and ransacking homes, to survivors who were now in a dog eat world where the strong live and are victorious while the weak can only hope for a quick death

There were countless times when the Brotherhood made it clear they couldn’t give a rat’s ass about fighting with honor, as former Sweeper Stalkers it was in their psyche to survive and win, simply that. But there were cracks to their rough exterior, their love of family for one another.

The reason the Black Rabbit Brotherhood lived this long was their camaraderie and sticking together as a family.

And most recently there was another Achilles heel to their bruteness, you.

The feeble yet firm doctor who doesn’t carry a sword but a stethoscope and briefcase full of instruments to life. Unlike the brotherhood, gentle and merciful

“It’s just, you four are a group of delinquents with disregard for others, but I find it quite endearing that you all got each others’ backs. You all understood you were stronger together.”

“Oh? Getting all sappy on us now, are we?”

“Quiet you, I still don’t like how you treat the poor civilians here and would find an escape route at any given chance.” you didn’t quite mean that last part, but you wanted to get a reaction from Elyas to get back at him

And it seems to have worked too well as Elyas stayed silent and motionless with his teasing disappearing in an instant

“Would you.. actually?..”The tone of his voice almost makes you feel bad, the desperation and worrying riddled in his words

Caught off guard by Elyas’ question you stutter out “Uh-Uhm yeah..I would.”

You side eye Elyas to get a glimpse of him, he faces the floor, silent

“Hey.. I was jesting.” a callback to when Elyas repeated your words

His head suddenly turns to you, you expected him to implode on you but instead your ears were met with a light chuckle

“God…you really are a pain in the ass.”

Looking towards Elyas you also let out a soft chuckle, then you glance down on his hand that was draped on the table, there was this urge to get close to him, to feel a connection

You already suspected he has some type of attraction towards you, and may you be damned for reciprocating them

Slowly, your hand itches closer to Elyas’ hand. Once the tips of your fingers meet, you feel his fingers flinching, taking this as a sign he didn’t want to be touched, you pull your hand back slowly

There was a sudden pressure on your hand and the feeling of leather'

You look down to see Elyas’ hand on yours but he refuses to meet your eyes

Instead you feel him squeezing lightly

“Hey Elyas you lying asshole! Cyrus said he didn’t fucking ask for us!” Oswald's eccentric accent breaks the peace

Immediately the both of you retract your hands

“You just lied to steal (Name) away from us didn’t you?” Bonnie jumps down from the level rail and tugs on your arm “C’mon let’s get away from these dumb dumbs!”

As Bonnie drags you away, Oswald and Cyrus walk up to Elyas

“Ha! If you wanted some alone time with doc, you ‘coulda just said something!” Oswald teases

“Shut up.”

Cyrus laughs and slams his large hand on Elyas’ back making him let out a groan

——

“Ah good evening Miss (Name)! What can I get for you?” The black market merchant greets you

“Say you wouldn’t happen to have some records on you would you?”

“Is that even a question worth asking? Of course!” He then pulls out a crate full of records

“Feel free to look through this mess and pick the one you want.”

Kneeling down, you browse through the records looking for a certain one

“Nope..nope..not this one…found it!”

Pulling out your desired record, you pull it towards your face, admiring the beautiful artwork that decorated it

“Oh? Fascination? Now that’s a classic!”

“An oldie but a goldie. Here’s the ergo.”

“Thank you very much, oh and you’re aware that it’s the instrumental version right?”

“Quite aware, I weirdly prefer this version.”

“To each their own I guess. Well I hope you enjoy it and have a pleasant night.” The merchant tips his hat

“Thank you, good night to you too.”

You walk back where the gramophone that Elyas played earlier was. Taking out Elyas’ record gently placing it away and slipping in yours

Resting your head on the table, you close your eyes and let the music immerse you in a different reality

It sounded as if the violin was singing, synchronizing with the backing instruments, perfectly capturing the beautiful feeling of falling in love

“You’re up late.”

Your eyes stay shut briefly and let out a deep exhale

Pushing yourself off the table, you look up to where Elyas was, you could make out his figure but couldn’t see his face where his mask usually was

On closer inspection, you noticed that his shadow lacked the silhouette of the rabbit ears his mask had

“Come now, don't be shy, I won’t run if your face is ugly.”

This might just be the first time you’ll see Elyas without his mask, the anticipation was killing you

Realizing Elyas hasn’t yet moved from his spot, you had an idea

You turned around with your back now facing him

“Come down when you’re ready, I’ll wait all night, I certainly won’t mind listening to this for hours.”

Then you hear Elyas’ footsteps descending down the stairs, with each step he takes it makes your heart beat faster

Just what could he look like? Masculine, feminine or a mix of both? But you have a hard time imagining a feminine face for Elyas

A gloveless hand rests your waist, while another grabs your hand, twirling you around and you meet face to face with the face you longed to see

Messy raven hair was the first sight in your field of vision

Elyas perhaps has the most beautiful blue eyes you’ve ever seen, it wasn’t the type of blue that pierced into your soul, rather it was a calming blue, his eyes reminded you of the romantic evening nights that was once common in Krat’s skies. Elyas had quite a pale complexion, making the dark circles under his eyes more prominent. The bridge of his nose had a scar kissed on it, his appearance was almost exactly how you expected him to be, rugged but quite pleasing on the eyes, dare you say it, handsome.

What somewhat surprised you was how young Elyas looked, he looked like a man barely in his early 20’s. At the prime of young adulthood, around the same age as you.

You’ve seen how the other members of the black rabbit brotherhood looked like, they all possessed unruly jet black hair and a birthmark somewhere etched on their faces. Elyas had a few beauty marks patched on his face, from under his cheek, chin, even one near his nose. You’re enticed to caress the moles and the scars on his face

“With the way you’re eyeing me, I can’t tell if you’re eating me up or about to run off with your tail between your legs.”

Ignoring his teasing, you continue to gaze at him

“It’s just, you’re so beautiful…”

Elyas’ eyes widen, his face reddening and he lets out a small chortle

“You’re quite the beauty yourself, doctor.”

Bashfully, you lower your head, and lightly smack Elyas’ chest

“Hey, don’t you get shy on me now.” gripping your chin to lift your face up

Wordlessly, Elyas then guides you to the center of the floor, hand firmly on your waist still

You stare at the decomposing wooden floor of the Red Lobster, in this moment, you momentarily forget about the dire situation around you, the disease, the frenzy, none of it mattered in this one moment. You look up to the source of your escape from reality, he looks down at you with the same amount of longing

Everytime Elyas’ foot moves forward, yours moves back, when he leads you toward the left you follow his footing, coordinating with his movements causing the both of you to form a slow dance

Your hand rests on his shoulder while the other is held by Elyas’, now lacking the gloves

His hands were rough, almost having a sandpaper-like feeling, years of brawling in the rigorous culture of the alleys left him with textured palms

Elyas’ gaze turns into an ambivalent expression, him two months ago would laugh at his current self for being vulnerable and soft towards the flimsy doctor. For years Elyas’ heart conditioned itself to lock itself away from tender emotions such as love, it only had room for his family, but somehow you happened to make your way into his heart and heal what the world had done to him. What one hell of a doctor you were.

Elyas never was bothered by the fact he’s put a few people six feet underground in the past, leaving his hands stained with blood. Guilt now had a hold on him. Not for the ones slain by him, but for now tainting you, a doctor who dedicated her life to saving lives now associating herself with death himself.

As soon as the music reached its’ climax, Elyas grabs your waist and lifts you up in the air, spinning you around and gently setting you back down leaving you in a brief daze

As the music reaches the end, Elyas dips you down

Slowly bring you back up, his hands still hold you, as if he wished for this moment to never end

Meeting Elyas’ eyes, your hand that was on his shoulder moves up to to cup his face and he closes his eyes, indulging in your warmth

Soft and docile, you felt exactly how Elyas imagined

Would…your lips feel the same?

Opening his eyes, Elyas keeps them lidded as he glances down at your lips

Understanding what he was asking of you, you give him the most love-struck grin and close your eyes, leaning forward

Like magnets, your lips pull in towards Elyas’

Bliss would be an blatant understatement, nothing could ever comprehend the overabundance of emotions you were feeling, both negative and positive

Each movement of your lips with Elyas’ sent adrenaline of excitement and a sense of freedom, sharing saliva with a parlous man like Elyas would be considered unorthodox, but who is left in Krat to judge you?

—-

As time went on, more and more residents succumbed to the Petrification disease and more mutated monsters infested the district, ever since the Alchemists promised a so-called cure to the disease, Krat’s problems seemed to have worsened, those damned Alchemists had done something horrific to those refugees in the Cathedral.

You knew those Alchemists were suspicious from the start, this only worsens your disdain towards them

Much to your dismay the brotherhood refused to let you out in the district anymore, leaving whatever surviving residents to tend to themselves

You couldn’t help but feel hopeless couped up in headquarters, surely there were those who have yet to succumbed to the Petrification disease that is need of medical care

Cleaning and organizing your medical tools, you hear Elyas approaching near you, he takes off his mask

Your relationship with Elyas reached a new degree, it has no label yet but the feelings are there and real. And so you just let it happen and see how it goes from there

“That frown has been common on your face these days.” Elyas says as he grabs and raises your chin,

With a tight smile, you grab his hand on your chin and intertwine them with yours

“You know why I’ve been getting frown wrinkles.”

His eyebrows furrow “And you know why we don’t want you going out there, the world is going to hell, it’s too dangerous.”

You sigh and break eye contact, but keep your hands connected

Stroking your cheek, Elyas leans closer to your face “You worry too much, let’s just look after each other now eh?”

Calloused hands grab your cheek to direct your face towards him, Elyas leans forward to capture your lips in a soft kiss to which you return

The newfound connection you’ve made with Elyas is yet to be revealed to his siblings, but you assume at this point they’ve connected the dots by now with how insistent Elyas is to be close in your presence and they bite their tongues to avoid his retribution

Pulling away, Elyas hovers over your face

“There’s an intruder in the District, stay in headquarters until we deal with this pest.”

Your eyebrows downturn “Intruder? Is it another Stalker?”

”Not sure, but he does wield a weapon and has competent skills with it.” Elyas stares off in space deep in thought “So stay put, will you?” Looking at you with a hardened but pleading look

With a sigh you nod

“Thank you.” With one more quick kiss, Elyas slowly parts from you and heads out the door, “We won’t take long.”

As you watch him leave, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread, no one outside Malum has ever made it far into the District due to the immense number of carcass monsters increasing

But it gave you a sense of hope?

Who would be bold enough to infiltrate the den of the notorious Black Rabbit Brotherhood unless they had a motive to put them in their place. For the longest time, you thought humanity lost its willpower and strength, God knows what’s happening to the world outside of Krat. Despite your affections for the Brotherhood, you can’t help but respect the one who has the guts to face them. And it’ll be a shame if Krat’s last spark of hope gets snuffed out.

With a determined look, you go against Elyas’ wish. Grabbing a cloak and a small messenger bag, you make your way up to the roof

—-

The Malum District was the embodiment of misery and despair, P never thought that he'd ever miss the Puppets that he once loathed and wished to eradicate

Any sight of puppets would be a welcoming sight compared to these monstrous sights

As he makes his way through the streets, P notices writing on the walls

‘The Angel of Malum, Doctor (Name) where are you? Please we need you!’

‘Damn the Brotherhood for taking away our Angel!’

‘Prayers for the Angel of Malum, our beacon of hope’

This (Name) person must’ve be an important figure in the Malum with how many memorials he’s seen for this doctor

While observing the walls, there was a sudden groan heard from one of the houses

Raising his weapon, P stalks closer to the source of the sound

Heading inside, a gold-haired man was the first thing he sees, tainted with the blue of the disease

“W-who are you?.. (Name)..?”

The slouching human lifts his head up looking up at P, his deathly pale blue face had a look of hope that fell immediately

“Oh… you’re not her…they’re still holding her captive... If she’s even alive...”

”Who?” P asks

”She was our angel (Name)…she gave comfort and aided to those in need of care…until the brotherhood took her away…” The blonde man lets out a violent cough ”Mister…you must save her if she's still alive and well…those awful Black Rabbit Brotherhood caged her up in their hideout…my final wish is for her to be liberated…”

Contemplating, P then nods

“Haha…thank you…oh and if you see (Name) tell her that I, Finlay… love…”

Before the man could finish his sentence, death came for him first, his confession forever lost

—-

Stepping outside the house, P continues his way

*chirp* “Geez..poor guy, looks like he was the only survivor in his family judging from the other corpses inside the house..”

There was a sudden clamping on his leg

”Ha! It’s funny seeing ‘em all flustered!”

He looks up to see a girl with a rabbit mask

”Hey…the idiot’s actually a looker…” she then jumps back and retreats

P struggled to get the trap off his leg, each time he squirms it bites harder into his leg

“Oh my goodness, I’ll come down and help you!”

His head suddenly swings up, a woman in a hooded cloak gets down from the roof and rushes towards him

“How in the..how are you not bleeding?” The woman looks at P with confusion and curiosity “Are you… a puppet?”

Staring into the woman’s eyes, P nods his head, the hooded woman then had a look of reluctance before sighing

“Well alright then…let’s get you out of this bear trap.” She then presses on the springs, making the jaws of the trap lower. Feeling the pressure going away from his leg, P closes his eyes and lets out a sigh of relief. Opening his eyes, he looked at the lady who helped him. Up close she was quite pretty

She then offers her hand to him with a gentle smile, “Can you stand? That is quite a nasty trap you fell in.”

He grabs her smaller palms and with her help gets back up

*chirp* “Excuse me Miss if you don’t mind me asking, but just why are you helping my pal here? Considering people don’t treat puppets too well these days.”

“What the- did your bottom just talk??” The lady looks around P, looking for where the voice came from

*chirp* “Down here! I’m his guide, Gemini!” P grabs the lamp from his belt and raises Gemini towards the woman

“Oh.. interesting..” She looks at the lamp with intrigue, looking from the lamp and now to P “Well the reason I came to your aid, I get this feeling that you’re special.”

She continues, “The moment I heard you made it into Malum pass those awful creatures, something inside me just ruptured, like fireworks.” The lady then looks up at the dreary sky with a bittersweet smile “It was a feeling I hadn’t had in such a long time, hope.”

She looks back at P, her hopeful smile doesn’t falter. “I have no idea why, but I just have this gut feeling that you’re important, so please beware, the Brotherhood is wanting to put you under the ground.” Despite finishing her sentence, the kind lady had her lips in a tight line, almost as if she still had something to say

“If you do fight the Brotherhood…please refrain from killing them.”

*chirp* “I hate to be that guy but they're the ones who came after us first! If push comes to shove, we just might have to!”

A sigh of disappointment escapes from her lips. “Then please spare them for my sake, like some sort of favor.” She then gives a friendly smile “I'm (Name) by the way.”

“Doctor (Name)?” Hearing the beautiful boy talk for the first time surprises (Name)

“Yes... But not so much anymore, my patients have been limited to the Brotherhood these days.”

*chirp* “Well maybe that’s another darn good reason we need to get rid of them! They’re practically holding you captive!”

“I-it’s not necessarily like that!” (Name)’s hands rest on her forehead “maybe at first it sorta was but not so much anymore!”

P’s face gave away that he still wasn’t too satisfied with her response

“Come with me.” P says as he raises his hand towards (Name) and she stares at his mechanical arm

“Such a straightforward boy aren't you?” (Name) giggles but then shakes her head “I care too much for the Brotherhood now, but I believe they need to be humbled from time to time.”

Reaching inside her bag, (Name) pulls out three pulse cells

“Here, a fight is inevitable and you best be prepared, but I once again beg of you to not kill them, maybe a good whooping will do.”

Graciously accepting the pulse cells, P looks at (Name) and nods

Holding her hands to her chest (Name) smile gratefully at P “Thank you strong one. Once you liberate this city, I'll deal with the Black Rabbit Brotherhood.”

(Name) slowly steps away from P and makes her way back up climbing back up to the roof

As P watches her disappear, he looks at the pulse cells given to him by the first person who’s ever shown him kindness outside the Hotel,

He firmly grasps the items, humanity is still worth fighting for

—-

Managing to make it back in headquarters with no one noticing the doctor’s absence, in the nick of time the Black Rabbit Brotherhood were anticipating the intruder as the Eldest hauls the Liar’s coffin on his broad shoulders

The Rabbits were on the hunt

(Name) peeks out the window upon hearing the loud eruption on the front gate, humanity’s last hope crashes into the Black Rabbit Brotherhood’s lair

The four criminal siblings march toward, the one leading the group looks back at headquarters one last time, inside someone precious to him resides in it

—-

“Bring it on, you ain’t seen nothing like my brother.”

—-

“The toy is mine! Mine! Root for me brothers!”

—-

“Argh no! Knock him out bro!”

—-

”C’mon, you played nice with the others! Don’t you wanna play with me, mister puppet?”

—-

“So this is Geppetto’s puppet huh? Gotta admit: he knows what he’s doing.”

—-

One by one, you watch as each of the brotherhood get overpowered by the puppet you met earlier, it seems he was keeping up with his promise of not maiming them

Cyrus was holding his ground for longer

Finally, Elyas jumps down, facing the puppet

—-

“We don’t get extra points for fighting fair. Survive and win, that simple.”

—-

Elyas lasted longer than his other siblings, but you started to see cracks in his battle stance, he too was no match for Geppetto’s puppet

—-

“You’re no Bastard, nor Sweeper. Those moves of yours…”

—-

As you watch Elyas retreat away from the battle after a nasty hit, you notice him limping a bit. That set off all the alarms in your head. Grabbing your medical bag, you dash outside to his aid

Pushing the door with all your might, your outburst grabs Elyas’ attention who was on his knee, grabbing on the left of his side

“(Name)? What are you doing out here?! Get back inside!” You ignore his demands and rush next to him

”Quiet Elyas, you’re injured! Where does it most hurt?”

Reluctantly, Elyas looks down to his side, letting out a groan

You take off his mask and hood, revealing his pained expression “Breathing..hurts..”

Looking at his face that was induced with anguish increased your worry tenfold. Both of your hands grab his face in a gentle cradle and slowly Elyas succumbed to your touch, closing his eyes and breathing slowly

You now had a prang of remorse and regret, was it a good idea to help Geppetto’s puppet? You hadn’t meant for the brotherhood to get seriously hurt, at worst you expected bruises and maybe minor cuts but Elyas was showing symptoms of broken ribs

You turn around and see Oswald and Bonnie who are kneeling with fatigue. Geppetto’s puppet and Cyrus were still battling, you had to stop this madness before it gets worse

“Rest here.” As you get up, Elyas looks at you like you’ve grown 10 heads, he yells for you to stop, but you ignore them

—-

Right as P parried the Eldest brother’s blow, he staggers, giving him an open to attack

With a look with intent to kill, he raises his weapon for a deathly blow

“STOP!” The doctor P met earlier gets between him and the Eldest with arms wide open, immediately he halts

”Please, don’t kill them.. you’ve won, fair and square..” P notices on how much the girl was shaking

On que, the Eldest falls on the ground passing out due to exhaustion

”Brother!” The other siblings run to the Eldest’s collapsed body

—-

As Oswald and Bonnie ran over to Cyrus, they look to you for confirmation

Immediately you get beside Cyrus and put your ear on his chest, desperate to hear any signs of life

Thump thump

You let out an exhale that you held in for too long, “He’s gonna be alright..”

Bonnie gasps in relief as Oswald embraces his sister

Rising from Cyrus’ chest, you feel a hand on your shoulder, Elyas who’s hand was still on his side looks at you with gratitude and enamorment, he then looks at the puppet, face immediately souring

You grab his arm and shake your head, “Please, just let him go. It’s not worth it.” Elyas looks at you with a strife look before sighing and glancing back at the puppet.

“There’s a passage to the Krat Hotel inside, we better not see your face again, now fuck off.”

The beautiful puppet gives you one last look before heading inside the headquarters, you give him an assuring smile and watch him leave, perhaps you’ll see him again one day

“What’s the deal with you and Geppetto’s puppet eh?” Elyas asks in a skeptical tone and a raised eyebrow, clearly irritated

Your eyes roll

—-

It had been about over a week since the Black Brotherhood’s defeat against the puppet, a humiliating defeat, but they all survived in the end

Cyrus had made a full recovery, Bonnie and Oswald had very minor injuries but Elyas was still healing from his broken ribs

The skies of Krat started to heal as well as the gloomy gray clouds started to dissipate, the majestic blue skies was returning along with heaven’s beacon

Sitting on the roof of headquarters, a bittersweet smile creeps on the doctor’s face, it had been so long since she felt the sun kiss her skin

“Never thought you could ever be more beautiful until now, that sun does you justice, love” Elyas joins his beloved on her leisure on the roof

“Elyas you need to be resting!” she scolds him but he brushes her off

“Oh shut up, can I not gaze at the sun with my lady?” Elyas sits down next to (Name) and she gives in to his wishes. His arm wraps around her waist and pulls her close as she rests her hand on his chest

The pair admire the skies in comfortable silence until (Name) speaks up

“To think I met you in grim circumstances and I embrace you as if I knew you for years, have I gone crazy?”

Elyas snickers “You know you love me, as do I with ardent.” His windows to the world gaze into hers, they were each other’s worlds

“I’ll admit that I can’t help it, I really do love you.”

Elyas leans his forehead on (Name)’s and makes a vow

“(Name), one day, we all will get outta this shithole. And when we do, we can start over, maybe we can live like a real couple. I promise to get you out of here and give you a life you deserve.” Elyas’ words touch deeply in (Name)'s heart, somehow falling for him even more

“And Elyas, I pledge to stay by your side no matter what the world throws at us.”

They lean in for a kiss, it was as tender and passionate as any other they shared

The world around them was in chaos, but they knew they would be ok as long as they were together.

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A/N: *SCREAMS IN AGONY* that was the longest fic ive ever written phew you deserve the world for reading all that cuz it was like over 7k words , but tbh i have mixed feelings over how i wrote the ending, its kinda shit imo

but once again thank you so much for reading, it actually means sm <3333

my friend who knows French helped with translations on the lyrics to Someday so shout out to him lmao

#lies of p x reader #lies of p #black rabbit brotherhood #black rabbit brotherhood x reader #lies of p fanfic

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pastanest · 1 year

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A/N: just some fun headcannons I thought of for different regenerations of the Doctor with each other’s companions :)

Doctors With Each Other’s Companions

Ten x Clara Oswald

there is only one reason that these two could not spend more than the 50th anniversary special together: the bisexuals would’ve spontaneously combusted

no but fr

if they had one full conversation they’d flirt themselves into an outerspace hotel room in approximately 4 seconds

the tension is palpable

the HEIGHT DIFFERENCE? I have been found deceased in a sewer pipe

no but seriously a show with these two couldnt be PG

Eleven was all flustered and bumbling when Clara flirted with him but Ten?? OH, he is SMOOTH AS BUTTER WITH IT once he’s gotten a bit more accustomed to it

The Oncoming Rizz, if you will

Nine x Donna Noble

these two would probably never get anything done bc they’d be arguing all the time in an epic war to out-sass each other

and Donna would win every time

and Nine would never admit it

if there is ANYONE that could put any Doctor in their place, it’s Donna Girlboss Noble

imagine Nine yelling for Donna like Ten did too, iconic

I’m not sure Nine could cope with Donna for a whole series just in terms of keeping up with her but I think for however long they were travelling together, it would be the funniest pairing in Doctor Who history

Twelve x Martha Jones

first of all, the racism that Ten allowed Martha to experience when he made himself human and chose the time period they’d hide in?? Twelve would NEVER, we saw how he protected Bill!!

second, she would’ve been saved from heartache with this version of the Doctor

Twelve would actually appreciate Martha, in ways that the heartbroken Ten couldnt

the fact Martha is so smart and has such a vast medical knowledge? Twelve is ALL about it

he’d meet Einstein just to say “Martha Jones is smartest person in this room, after me.”

he has no regard for whether that’s technically accurate or not

Twelve has every faith that no matter the scenario, Martha Jones is smart enough to figure out a solution

very biased and does not care

Nine x Amelia Pond

now hear me out, this is an odd combo, but ENVISION IT

Amelia Pond would soften Nine like sun on snow, especially if they had the canon meeting of her and Eleven

he’s more inclined to be blunt, but I think Amy would become his exception in a similar way to Twelve x Clara

like Nine will go on a rant about how stupid the human race is, but then ends it with “-except for Amelia, obviously.”

he roasts Rory to no end, the two of them are the ears and the nose

River Song slaps Nine more than any other regeneration of the Doctor and that’s canon

and if it had been Nine in a Good Man Goes To War, let’s just say his name would no longer be…

Eleven x Rose Tyler

listen listen listen, I KNOW Rose already got two regenerations of the Doctor but it will never be enough for me Im such a whore for Rose’s dynamic with the Doctor I wont take any criticism goodnight

if her relationship with Ten continued with Eleven?? UMM

Rose would be jealous of River to begin with but they’d become besties in no time bc River has obviously heard all about her and is like “You stared into the heart of the Tardis? Slay x”

Eleven and his boyish antics, his bubbling excitement and ridiculous dress sense would have had Rose Tyler GIGGLING

also Eleven could charm anyone, including Jackie Tyler, it’s canon she thinks he’s utterly adorable and actually keeps a supply of jammy dodgers in the cupboard just in case they pop round

Twelve x Rose Tyler

SO CUTE

Rose and her daddy issues, fixed by the lovingly-grouchy grandad that is Twelve? HAND IT OVER RN

also the Scottish accent saying “Rose” would scratch the brain

similar to Twelve x Clara, except with the canon additions of Captain Jack and Mickey Smith

obviously, Captain Jack still tries to flirt with the Doctor and calls him a “silver fox” and Twelve is like >:( but internally he’s twirling his hair and kicking his feet

and he forgets Mickey’s name entirely

forgets he’s there, actually

“When was the last time he said something that showed a shred of intelligence? As far as I’m concerned, he’s a vaguely familiar pudding brain.”

#doctor who #10th doctor #tenth doctor #11th doctor #eleventh doctor #9th doctor #ninth doctor #12th doctor #twelfth doctor #imagine #imagines #headcannon #headcannons #rose tyler #clara oswald #donna noble #martha jones #amelia pond

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riddle-me-ri · 1 year

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Ok so I got this idea from your squishing face post for the pengys like just the idea of embarrassing him :3 how about an s/o who would just pop in during a meeting and call ozzie some embarrassingly cute nicknames

You: hello my dearest cutest little pengy wengy what do you want for dinner? 😘🥰💋💖

Him: 🐧

His men: 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

A/N: hehehe…if this isn’t some shit I’d try to pull asdfgh. Not always, but like a time or two. Just to hear him sigh in embarrassing disappointment lmao. Once again, sorry that some of these kinda follow a different scenario but the essential headcanon of them being embarrassed is there lmao

Reader Embarrassing The Penguins:

Arkhamverse Penguin:

- Oswald was bending his men’s ears so far back, they might as well have fallen off.

- Nightwing apparently ruined their trip to the docks to retrieve a shipment of weapons.

- Veins along Oswald’s neck and hands were popping.

- "Hey Ozzie wozzie! I was just wanting– oh! So sorry I didn't know you were having a meeting!

- Oz's face instantly went white as a sheet as all the blood and heat from his anger was drained.

- He looked over his shoulder, a slight shaky smile on his face. "Uhh yeah..its all right, love. I'll be with you in a minute, yeah?"

- You nodded beaming happily as you closed the door.

- Some hushed snickers could be heard from his men

- Only for them to be silenced by a slamming fist to the table.

- "I better not hear a peep out of any of you about that…or else you're all gonna be lunch to the Croc! Now…back to business."

Reevesverse/Farrell Penguin:

- I am not entirely sure why, but I can imagine this Oz likes beating you to the punch?

- He knows how you normally greet him, especially when you usually assume he’s alone.

- So as a countermeasure if he’s in a meeting or is talking to security, he beats you to the pet names.

- “Yes, sweetheart?” “What’s going on, sugar?”

- However, that doesn’t always stop you from throwing in a “pengy baby”, “my handsome penguin”, and of course a personal favorite; “daddy”.

- Oz may scratch the back of his neck nervously, but chuckle all the same.

- It can be somewhat embarrassing but he adores you too much for it to get to him.

- Nobody better ridicule you or himself when you do it, or there will be hell to pay.

- He also doesn’t care if his men get annoyed, they just better keep it to themselves.

Gotham Penguin:

- Okay, but no seriously…could you not?

- It’s hard enough as it is to appear intimidating and go by “The Penguin”.

- He knows you mean well, you don't really think twice about his reputation…

- You just see your sweet, endearing, and loving Oswald.

- Oswald would be having a meeting with his people at the long dining table. With Butch standing at his side.

- You come in cheerfully to see Oz, without even noticing he's in company.

- "Hey Ozzie!"

- Silence fills the room, a pin could be heard.

- Oswald tried to remedy it by patting your hand and telling you he won't be long…

- You nod and lean in to kiss his cheek before running off.

- He shoots daggers to Butch who continues to chortle under his breath.

BTAS Penguin:

- He’s stuck between lovestruckness and slight embarrassment.

- Oswald doesn’t want you to stop, but knows he probably needs you too.

- He does have somewhat of a reputation to uphold in the criminal underworld.

- Oswald adores that you are so comfortable and adore him enough to bless him with a pet name.

- He won't be harsh or short with you, even if he's griping to his henchmen.

- It will literally be night and day the way he interacts with you and his henchmen.

- "You fools! If your absolute incompetence continues to hinder my schemes, I will-!"

- "Oswald? Where are you my handsome pengy?"

- The slightest snicker comes from one of his men and Oswald is quick to silence them with a terrifying stare.

- If they mention this incident to anyone, they will be bird food.

TNBA Penguin:

- Not that he doesn’t appreciate the sentiments…

- He just can’t exactly reciprocate them at the moment when he’s trying to take charge.

- There are moments he won't mind, like if he's entertaining guests at the Lounge.

- Oz would lavish in the adoration you're giving him, and it shows a different side to him.

- He's likely to tell you beforehand if he's discussing things with more…dangerous individuals.

- It's more or less to protect you, but also to ensure you don't let any pet names slip up.

- Whenever it does happen, he still keeps his cool meanwhile he's trying to hide his blush and not stammer his words.

Telltale Penguin:

- Why? You know how embarrassing this is for him!

- “Hey Ozzie wozzie, I was just wondering-”

- “No..no..don’t say another word.”

- You honestly revel in his exasperated head shakes and exhausted sighs.

- He won't ever admit it, but he does actually like it deep down.

- He likes the fact you're comfortable enough around him to tease and mess with him.

- The fact that you love him so much and in such a way that warrants you to give him stupid cute nicknames.

- Sometimes he's agitated whenever you do it in front of his crew.

- But his crew knows better not to mention it ever again after an incident.

One Bad Day Penguin:

- Oh boy…

- God it’s a good thing you’re cute, it makes you get away with…well everything.

- He’s wiping his face and pinching the bridge of his nose.

- It’s not like he can stop you.

- Oz does find it incredibly adorable.

- He can't help that his face may flush just slightly.

- Kinda like Farrell Penguin, he's also likely to dish it back to you with cutesy pet names.

- The only people allowed to tease him or mess with him about it are Lili and Freida.

The Batman (2004) Penguin:

- Ozzie groans as a cringey chill went down his spine.

- Really? "Ozzie wozzy??"

- And in front of his criminal peers in jail?

- You do realize he's got a reputation to protect, right?

- He's gone toe to toe with Batman, Joker, Riddler, and even had a rag-tag team of villains of his own!

- Oh but that…that doesn't stop you from doing it…

- It gets to a point that he doesn't even debate you or show his disdain for nicknames at least in public.

- He just becomes defensive whenever people tease him about your nicknames for him.

- "What're you laughing at? You're just jealous!"

Batman Unlimited Penguin:

- This Oswald takes a minute to respond.

- He’s still getting used to the foundations of a relationship…

- He completely disregarded the usage of pet names and when and where they’re appropriate to use.

- It takes awhile for Oswald to get used to your nicknames…but they make him feel absolutely elated.

- He may be embarrassed if you do it in front of others...

- But only for a moment...because embarrassment is quickly replaced with adoration.

- If anyone mocks him or you for your endearments he's swift to silence them.

- He's gone far too long with affection, far too long he's yearned to be addressed lovingly.

- Oswald would be damned if he let some random henchperson or passerby get in the way of that.

#ri writes #arkhamverse penguin x reader #reevesverse penguin x reader #farrell penguin x reader #gotham penguin x reader #btas penguin x reader #tnba penguin x reader #telltale penguin x reader #one bad day penguin x reader #the batman (2004) penguin x reader #batman unlimited penguin x reader #the penguin x reader #oswald cobblepot x reader #the penguin headcanons #oswald cobblepot headcanons

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coffbeanie · 7 days

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Thoughts on The Penguin Series before watching it

I see some reviews coming out for the penguin series already, and from what i can tell they’re fairly positive and make me very excited!! but there’s still something a bit off to me and idk i just need to yell it into the void

For context i really liked The Batman! it was a great film, it def brought some hope back to DC films, i enjoyed the interpretations of the characters, and i’m super excited for the next film!! Also for the Penguin, I haven’t seen much promo since the trailer when it first came out. I know DC on instagram has been pushing a few other teasers and sneak peaks but i haven’t watched any of them.

I’m saying all that because ik the Penguin is in capable hands and that there is a very slim chance i’m going to finish the penguin and be disappointed-i’m sure its going to turn out great but rn the premise for it seems kinda…boring??

Like The Penguin starring in a mob drama à-la The Sopranos or The Godfather-great things to take inspiration from! but also seems very basic to me?? like it seems like the safest most basic option for a penguin centric show, which has me feeling kinda disappointed

And my issue is that a mob drama Penguin show could be really cool and interesting!! if the show was willing to include more fantastical elements!! A lot of other mob dramas are grounded and based in the real world but how cool would it be to see someone try to do that surrounded by other villains? a (For the most part) regular guy like Oswald trying to build his empire when people around him have powers and out of this world gadgets? Trying to act somewhat civil with gangs who follow a costumed villain with weird looking goons! Treating all of that with the same seriousness as a typical mob drama cause that’s just the city Oswald lives in but he’s gonna do whatever it takes to make it his and get the respect he deserves!!

But Reeves has already discussed the possibility of fantastical stuff within his version of the batman, and from my understanding, it’s meant to be very “grounded” which…like i said i trust the people behind this version of the batman i know they can make great things!! i just wish we got more “Fantastical” batman stories, and just from what we’ve seen, the penguin series has me feeling a bit meh cause it seems kinda bland on paper, and i fear it’ll be kinda basic, so it’s definitely a case of i’m gonna have to see it to see if it’s any good (and i’m pretty sure it’s gonna be great)

Also side tangent on Oswald’s appearance below

hey so when i said i liked the interpretations in The Batman I lied. Oswald character wise is fine!! His attitude, Colin Farrell’s performance, all great!! what i take issue though is with his appearance, and this falls back into the issue of doing “grounded” batman stories

Oswald, at least physically, shouldn’t really look realistic. Yeah short, fat people with pointy noses exist, but for Penguin it has to be hella exaggerated and you need to take into consideration other bird or penguin-like features, and that’s why Farrell’s prosthetics don’t really do it for me (also i saw that thing where he complained about his prosthetics)

Again, I really enjoyed his performance in The Batman, and I’m sure he’s gonna do great in The Penguin, but they used all of the prosthetics to just make Farrell look like another person who probably already exists out there. They didn’t really do anything interesting with it, nothing to make him particularly “ugly” which to me, is important to his character, when you consider how Oswald wants to be accepted by “high society” a group that especially cares about appearance, especially in Gotham.

That’s just in the face, and when it comes to his body I do not like it. The way they made his body Farrell doesn’t even look fat?? Especially with his height he looks more built than anything (google says he’s 5’10”? far from short) It leads to him looking intimidating, which he shouldn’t be, at least physically. The Penguin isn’t scary because of how he looks, he’s scary cause he’s The Penguin. Without his title, his power, his reputation, he should look like someone even a pretty regular person could take in a fight (ik there are interpretations where Oswald is a trained fighter!! but i’m meh on them i don’t mind if they make him a fighter i just prefer it when he isn’t). Farrell’s Penguin just doesn’t really have that “pathetic-ness” i feel most Oswald’s should have, at least with his appearance

TLDR- my hopes for the Penguin are both extremely high and extremely low at the same time-also if ur gonna do prosthetics do something interesting, and bring back short, fat, and “ugly” Oswalds

#coffbeanie thinks!!#dc comics #batman #oswald cobblepot #the penguin #the batman

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sarnai4 · 3 months

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Prison Again

I am a major fan of Dragons, but I'll admit it's rife with plot points that don't get fully used in my eyes. Another one of those was in "Something Rotten on Berserker Island." Dagur's turned on by his Berserkers and imprisoned. This all happens pretty quickly. There's the revolt, he's put in prison, Snotlout breaks him out, and they become the dynamic duo, powering my love of their friendship (that I STILL don't think was shown enough, but okay. That's what fanfics are for, I guess). Still, there's so much that could have happened.

First off, Savage shouldn't have done the coup that day. Of all the days, he literally picked the time when the Berkians were going to show up. Seriously? That's the equivalent of trying to usurp the throne the same day when some of the king's best allies are coming for a special feast. The level of arrogance/stupidity is hilarious.

The next factor is how Dagur's fear was proven true. He admitted that the reason he let people think he killed Oswald was so that they'd think he was tough enough to lead them. That's another way of saying he didn't think they'd believe he was tough enough if he simply took over. He couldn't just be himself. That wouldn't work. They wouldn't respect him. He had to be Dagur the Deranged, the feared chief. So, he goes against his own beliefs when he turns good. He tries out the alternative he could have the first time...and he was right. They didn't respect him. As soon as he stops being evil and threatening to his people, they turn on him. Sure, not everyone does, but I also wish we got a better idea of how many were part of this coup. It's even the first time since turning good that we see him interact with the other Berserkers again. This would be devastating. You finally turn over a new leaf to become a good person and the people you've been trying to lead just throw you in a cell. What makes this hurt even more is how much Berserkers value loyalty. This is what Dagur was teaching Heather. It's why he was shocked that the Hunters deserted. Loyalty is important in that culture, but they blatantly disregarded this to betray him. Lastly, the icing on the pain cake is that he really does care about his Vikings. Even back when he was a mean kid, there were signs that he cared. I often think back to the Skrill ordeal. Alvin referred to the dragon as his. When Dagur corrected him, he said it was theirs (referring to his Berserkers too). Easily, Dagur could've just been thinking about himself, but he was still thinking about his group as a whole. So, even bad Dagur did care about them. Imagine how much of a blow that would be to get betrayed after he tried to openly treat them with kindness.

A bigger part of this to me is the fact that Dagur didn't just get put into a cell. With context, he'd spent 3 years locked up, broke his people out, then some or all of them might have just put him right back in. We really don't know the type of mental toll that took on him. Sure, it's pretty obvious that it messed him up, but that's why this scene to me matters so much. There's the emotional betrayal combined with the fact that he probably promised himself he'd never become a prisoner again. Unlike others who have tried, the Berserkers even use the smartest way to apprehend him. The Outcasts had him in the cell, relatively free, and the Hunters and Riders tied him up. Neither option worked, but the Berserkers use chains because they know him and are more aware of what he's capable of. Sadly, if anyone could have probably kept him in prison for the rest of his life, I think it's the Vikings who have been around him his entire life.

The last thing from the episode that I wanted to see was what happened to the traitors. We never find out what Savage's fate was. Did he get executed? Imprisoned? Could have been either, but it's never mentioned. I just feel like there's a lot of potential where Dagur's made a prisoner again, but it's by his own Vikings. So, one of these days, I'll make it into a fanfic.

#httyd #rtte #dagur the deranged #dagur #rtte dagur #Berserkers #Wasted potential to me #Savage is still low-key one of the most evil characters #Just want to know the mindset of the Berserkers who decided they were sick of Dagur being nice to them and wanted to make him pay

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flowersofstarlight · 7 months

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Okay so, @themisfitmouse explained what McBasilRocks said and finding out about the Original storyline of Epic Mickey 2, and reposting what the original plot was, I was shocked by the fact that Prescott was supposed to die in the second game, which sounded dark and insane. The Mad Doctor was supposed to be possessed by the Shadow Blot as they transformed into some kind of a monstrous, abomination creature would be interesting. And the fact that Oswald was supposed to gain a heart of his own after he and Mickey defeated the Mad Doctor and the Blot sounds a lot better than the second game’s ending.

While I still love and enjoy Epic Mickey 2 as much as the first game, there are many things that I hated about and wish we could’ve gotten the original plot that @themisfitmouse said. Epic Mickey 2 would have been greater and I think it should’ve been a little darker, not too dark at least from the concept art for both games. It also made me question why they made The Mad Doctor sing the whole cutscene when he’s on screen.

The story in the second game is poorly put together, lacks consistency, and very predictable on who the villain is. It seems like there was no thought put into it and they only did it to get a younger audience, even though most people who played Epic Mickey weren’t little kids. I also feel like the Mad Doctor is kinda pathetic. I feel like him gone for good would be a better ending than in the game. I honestly didn’t care much about the Doctor, so I think the original plot would’ve been better.

I really hate what Disney did to Oswald in the second game. He went from a well developed character to one of Mickey’s dorky sidekicks. They really didn’t take him seriously and made him idiotic. Throughout the game he’s praising the Mad Doctor, saying that he trusts him and instantly believes he’s changed.

But they really made him not learn his lessons or forgot that the Mad Doctor BETRAY him and choose to side with the Blot in the first game. In the cutscene, when he and Mickey find out what The Mad Doctor was really planning, Oswald acted shocked and said “I can’t believe the Doc lie to me.” And I was like, “Dude! He literally betrayed you in the first game and destroyed the Mean Street while singing!” It really disappointed me and I’m sure the Oswald Fans would agree.

I really think they could’ve made Oswald a bit serious, smart, and not trusting the Mad Doctor easily even though he’s giving him a chance. They could’ve made Oswald not trusting him fully, and is suspicious what the Doctor’s up to, to keep in eye on him a little bit and trying to find secrets while Ortensia and Gus create a machine that can transport Mickey back to Wasteland to find out if the Mad Doctor is still a threat. But again, they really made it so predictable in the game, it was really obvious that the Mad Doctor is still evil and lied that he changed. And then Oswald’s only concern is that people aren’t paying any attention to him. Like what exactly did you think this was going to happen when you and Mickey are on an adventure to find clues?

And the other thing that annoys me is the Mad Doctor is the only one singing the whole cutscene while on screen. I really don’t understand why they made him sing instead of just talking like Mickey and the others. I don’t see the point of why singing is necessary. It would’ve been better if he didn’t sing.

While I never played the second game, I did hear that people complain about the gameplay, sidequests and puzzles. I heard that it was tedious, confusing, and too difficult to figure out. The bosses were easy but also tedious.

The only few things I like about Epic Mickey 2 is the animation, the voice acting, Oswald and Mickey’s friendship, and Gremlin Prescott. What I like about Prescott is his personality, his voice fits his character, he has a unique design compared to the other gremlins, and I found his motivation and becoming an enemy is well written and thought out well. In fact, I think he could’ve had redemption after helping Mickey and Oswald defeat The Mad Doctor by dismantling his machines in the final battle while Gus frees Ortensia and the others.

I feel like they could’ve wrote Prescott to be a sad, prideful and bitter character to redeeming himself by helping the duo by distracting the Mad Doctor in the final battle to give them the opportunity to defeat the Doctor. I imagined at first Prescott thinks he doesn’t deserve forgiveness and is accepting whatever punishment they’ll give him, but Mickey sees the good in him and gives him a second chance. Oswald and Gus agreed, and while both of them forgive him, he still needs to atone what he has done and fix the projectors, help rebuild the town, and other things that got damaged by the earthquake that the Mad Doctor caused to bring the Shadow Blot back to life. Prescott would be surprised and may never understand why or how Mickey and the others would forgive him and have faith in him after everything he has done working with the Mad Doctor.

But I also think he would have been a great surprise villain and that would have made him an even better villain than the Mad Doctor. He has the perfect motivation and was tired of feeling under appreciated by Gus and the other Gremlins and wants to prove that he’s better and more intelligent then them, which I think makes him a better villain.

So yeah. That’s all I want to talk about Epic Mickey 2. I’m really excited to see Epic Mickey: Rebrushed! The gameplay and animation looks great, they’re fixing the camera that people complain about in the original first game and I heard they’re adding new skills for the remake that might be for combat and puzzles, which sounds cool.

I’m also wondering if the cutscenes will still have 2D animation like in the original and have actual voice acting in the remake instead of just dialogue. If that’s not the case, then I guess it’s fine. Anyway, to those who are Epic Mickey fans or enjoyed the games, let me know what you think in the comments or reblog it, because I am curious what you’re excited about the Epic Mickey remake and my thoughts about Epic Mickey 2.

#epic mickey: rebrushed #epic mickey rebrushed #epic mickey 2 #epic mickey

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malachiexists13 · 2 years

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Gay Or Nay?: Ikemen Series Edition

86% voted yes, 14% voted no, so here’s the post. Reminder that these are MY impressions of the characters, and this is entirely a joke. No need to take me too seriously. If you disagree with me, that’s fine. No need to argue, just make your own post.

Also small spoilers for my ikemen ocs series.

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Ikemen Sengoku

Nobunaga Oda

Have you SEEN his right and left hand men? He’s either an ally or bi-curious. Can’t decide.

Masamune Date

He flirts with Mai to hide his homosexuality /j

Nah, I’ve seen how he admitted that he’d kiss Nobunaga. He’s gay. Bisexual if you please, but gay.

Mitsuhide Akechi

Is that even a question? Have you somehow not seen the way he flirts with Hideyoshi? Let’s be honest, he’s bisexual.

Keiji Maeda

Idk him well enough to judge that.

Hideyoshi Toyotomi

I know a lot of people are going to want me to say Hideyoshi is gay because of Mitsuhide... But honestly, Hideyoshi gives me the vibes of someone who says gay shit without realizing its gay. He seems more like a very supportive ally to me.

Ieyasu Tokugawa

Idk but I can see him as like, panromantic or something. He also screams femboy to me but we dont talk about that

Mitsunari Ishida

Confused ally <3

Ranmaru Mori

Confused ally pt.2 + closeted ace

Yoshimoto Imagawa

Gay (they try to push so hard that he’s pretty, and no straight man is supposed to be that pretty /j)

Sasuke Sarutobi

Nerdy gay

Kanetsugu Naoe

Either indifferent so like, some kind of mspec or somewhere on the ace spectrum, maybe both, not too sure

Yukimura Sanada

Awkward gay (secretly dating nerdy gay)

Kenshin Uesugi

That one token straight guy who no one is completely sure that he’s straight or not.

Shingen Takeda

In my brain, major flirt = major bisexual so-

Kicho

I’ve seen other people write him as like, indifferent or pansexual so I’m leaning towards that

Kennyo

Wdym? He’s homophobic- (THIS IS A JOKE. NO HATE TOWARDS KENNYO)

Motonari Mouri

Kinda gives me either disaster bisexual or ace/aro vibes.

Ikemen Revolution

Lancelot Kingsley

Gay but in the closet about it

Jonah Clemence

Confession time: I thought he was a woman at first LMAO-

Gay

Edgar Bright

He’s straight and an ally, but enjoys teasing the others

Zero

I dont think he’d care tbh

Kyle Ash

Didnt realize he was gay until after he started dating his boyfriend

Ray Blackwell

His whole thing about freedom and living how you want to or whatever makes me think he’s bi

Sirius Oswald

He’s an ally <3

Luka Clemence

Shy gay

Fenrir Godspeed

Overly supportive ally (especially since his gf is MTF)

Seth Hyde

Everyone thinks he’s gay, but correction he’s pan

Harr Silver

He’s pansexual

Loki Genetta

I dont know him well enough??

Blanc Lapin

He’s straight, maybe a little curious tho

Oliver Knight

He’s another ally, gives me the vibes of someone who would punch a homophobe in the face for insulting his friend

Mousse Atlas

I chronically forget he exists, so idk

Dean Tweedle

The gay twin

Dalim Tweedle

The straight twin that gets confused for the gay one

Ikemen Vampire

Napoleon Bonaparte

As far as I’m aware, in history he had two different wives and he kissed the tsar (even apparently said if the tsar was a woman, he’d make him his mistress soo--) Napoleon definitely isn’t straight

Mozart

He’s straight and hates everyone equally (/j)

Leonardo da Vinci

Gay

Arthur Conan Doyle

WHORE- this is a disaster bisexual

Vincent van Gogh

the supportive straight brother

Theodorus van Gogh

the angry gay brother

Isaac Newton

Too anxious to question his sexuality

Jean d’Arc

I like to joke that he’s bi but denies it because he hates men

William Shakespeare

not too sure tbh

Osamu Dazai

another disaster bisexual

Comte de Saint-Germain

I feel like he’d be omni. Like he doesn’t care, but still has a slight preference. Also supportive father figure <3

Sebastian

Serious gay

Vlad

I pondered on this one for a long time.. and I still have no answer

Johann Georg Faust

Closeted gay who suffers with internal homophobia (i literally wrote a oneshot for him where this was the main premise-)

Charles-Henri Sanson

another bi guy

Ikemen Prince

Leon Dompteur

straight but supportive

Chevalier Michel

Bro, it’s CANON that he’s pansexual (I think- idk. I played his route when it first came out in english so its been awhile)

Yves Kloss

I feel like he’s bi but doesnt really talk about it

Nokto Klein

He’s too slutty to be ONLY into women

Licht Klein

Straight but an ally

Clavis Lelouch

gay ass clown

Jin Grandet

Straight

Luke Randolph

I HAVE NO IDEA????

Sariel Noir

I feel like he’s straight but also an ally, like he doesn’t care but absolutely will NOT tolerate homophobia

Rio Ortiz

unsure.

Gilbert von Obsidian

Silly little gay man <3 I can see him as like, pan or something.

Keith Howell

Excluding his “other” side.. I can see Keith as straight, but a supportive ally

Silvio Ricci

He’s homophobic (secretly not straight but in denial)

#ikemen series #cybird ikemen #ikemen sengoku #ikesen #ikemen prince #ikemen revolution #ikemen vampire #ikepri #ikevamp #ikerev #ikemen headcanons #ikesen headcanons #ikerev headcanons #ikevamp headcanons #ikepri headcanons

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cartoon-buffoon · 5 months

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We got the first casting announcement for the new Oswald horror movie and I'd like to share it on here as well as other news relating to this film that we have so far + my take on this entire thing.

I know Ernie Hudson from Ghostbusters... That's about it? I'm not a big film guy as I struggle to watch movies unless I'm with friends and I haven't seen any of the Ghostbuster films since I was super young so I have no opinion on him as an actor.

Next up we have a plot summary of what the film is gonna be about, this screencap is taken from this horror film reporting website: https://bloody-disgusting.com/movie/3798317/oswald-down-the-rabbit-hole-announce-trailer-new-horror-movie-features-the-original-mickey-mouse/ this description of what the film is about is from their IMD as well so ya know, not much spread here other than notes from the director.

The website they list is also worth noting as so far all that's there is this screen that replays Oswald's Trolley Troubles on loop on the TV screen yet maybe we should keep an eye on it for teasers in the future.

Now this is also just word of mouth and I have no source for this other than some Twitter posts I saw awhile back which I did NOT save yet I heard this movie is supposed to incorporate live action with animation similar to Who Framed Roger Rabbit. Take this info with a grain of salt and this is a "dude trust me" moment.

Now I know people will dislike this film for well, obvious reasons ya know public domain kids property turned edgy and scary horror movie character, yet I'm fairly optimistic about this film? Do I believe it's going to be good? Oh abso-fucking-lutley not! However I still thinks it's cool Oswald is getting back to the big screen even if it means he's going to be a part of a horror film where he's the villain. The film is set to release in 2025 and I have no idea when it started production yet it's interesting to know they are holding it off until next year and it makes it seem like they actually care about this product. I don't think we should set any expectations for this film yet I think it's good to be hopeful at least for it being fun. From the descriptions we got it's gonna be a Alice in Wonderland inspired story where we—well—go down the rabbit hole into a world that Oswald (or at least this demonic version of Ozzie) comes from and he likewise is going to hunt down the cast of characters. It's stated to not be pure horror and it'll have fantasy elements which I'm excited for, I can hope this isn't like the Winnie the Pooh horror movie and this film will be more light hearted and take itself less seriously. At the end of the day I'm just excited this could get more people into Oswald, even if they only know of him from this movie they could take interest in his character and do research on Oswald himself and end up liking his old cartoons or his newer stuff like EM. I think we should just see what comes of the film while being respectful to the creators and all those involved, even if this movie does come out bad we can also hope it's going to be the good type of bad. I want a movie I can sit down, watch, get some laughs at, and not expect much from, I feel like that'll truly capture the feel of classic cartoons where the entire goal was to have fun and enjoy some goofy on screen characters.

#oswald the lucky rabbit #horror #oswald down the rabbit hole #movies #movie opinions #I'm actually excited for this!

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Here are some old sketches of my interpretations of the Bone Cousins' parents!

(Bios under cut)

Phonicible P. Bone Sr. and Lunette (née Bonebright)

Full of a slick wit and an irresistible charisma, by the end of the day you WILL want what Phonicible's selling. It's gotten him into many a shady deal and sticky situation, much to his older brother's chagrin, but most of the time he's been able to talk his way out of it, somehow. You'd think he'd have girls all over him, but surprisingly not so; Phonicible plans to use his charms to win over one girl in particular, but he has his work cut out for him so far...

Meanwhile, as Heiress to one of the richest families in town, Lunette is used to the finest of delicacies and goods; no imitations. The same goes for her choice of men; she often plays hard to get and abrasive just to get most of her suitors to back off.(Most of them are pompous losers that think women shouldn't vote anyway.) She's slightly intrigued by Phonicible's endeavors to win her over, even more so by his family's old money and illustrious status. If only he didn't dress like a carnival barker out for a quick buck. But he is respectfully persistent, she'll give him that.

Oswald "Ozzie" Bone and Garland (née Bonewort)

Strong as an ox. Gentle as a lamb. Fills a room with laughter wherever he goes. Despite being the baby of the three brothers, Ozzie is larger than life in more ways than one, being one of the few inheritors of what his family calls "The Freak Tall Gene" (Nobody knows where it comes from.) A jack of all trades, Ozzie prefers to help out where he's needed rather than stay stuck in one job forever. He'd even do it for free if it weren't for Phonicible and Silas insisting he get paid for his labor. Ozzie doesn't have many cares in life, but there's something about the girl who lives in that miserable looking run-down shack at the edge of town that he can't get out of his head. If only she saw herself the way he does…

Nowadays, Garland is pretty good at a lot of things. Cooking, sewing, gardening, you name it; you'd be hard pressed to find anyone better at it than her in Boneville. She's never one to brag, though. But once, she hardly had the self worth to think she could do anything right. She used to be a skinny, nervous girl who lived in a dump of a house with even lousier parents, before Oswald met her. She ran away to live with him and never looked back. Afterwards, she blossomed into a beautiful, bubbly person inside and out, with a smile to match.

Silas Bone and Harper (née Brookbone)

As the eldest of the Bone Brothers, Silas takes his job as head of the family very seriously, but it doesn't mean he doesn't like his fair share of fun. An avid writer, he loves documenting the history of his extraordinary family and the interesting town they call home. His books aren't the most popular, but he doesn't mind; he'd love to talk to you about them anyway, especially so with the young library assistant that's his biggest fan...

Quiet, shy, and her face always in a book, Harper isn't really the type of girl that turns any heads. To escape her mundane life as a library assistant, she absorbs herself into the hundreds of books at her disposal and loves to imagine herself as an active member of the adventure. Her favorite of which being the adventures of Big Johnson Bone and his descendants; the most interesting of them being Silas, the author. Chatting with him about his books is the most exciting part of her day...the days he visits the library, at least. Maybe if she pulled herself together and opened herself up to Silas more, he'd finally see her in a different light and make her a part of his story...

#bone comic #bone jeff smith #jeff smith bone #bone #bone ocs #Silas #Harper #Phonicible Sr.#Lunette #Oswald #Garland #parent ocs #parent headcanons

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k lore time for sandy, macky and pete!! k so here's what's gonna happen. gonna give a synopsis of everyone's backstories and then gonna say how they all met. and then events that happen. well. leading up to title defense and after title defense.

oh and also while im at it, you have been warned from now abt upsetting themes so please read at your own discretion. (illness/terminal illness mention, neglect, and substance abuse to name a few.)

Mr. Sandman: Lived in a rather troubling home situation, but not for the reasons you'd think. Born Oswald Jones, he had a loving father and mother. Oswald's father was a boxer while his mother was a stay-at-home momma. However, Oswald's birth brought both joy and stress to the family. Despite seeming healthy for a while after being born, Oswald's health soon plummeted: he was born with a rare (and possibly deteriorative) respiratory condition called Dreamdust Syndrome. (As previously explained, DDS causes the afflicted lungs to rapidly produce a grainy material similar to sand. This substance is an irritant to the lungs but can sometimes be produced in such large quantities that it makes breathing difficult and can sometimes stop the person from breathing all together. It can also cause dream-like hallucinations.) Despite having stable income, and readily seeking out doctors for their little boy, it just seemed like no one could treat Oswald. And that's when things took a turn for the worst. Oswald fell seriously ill after his most severe attack where he coughed up blood and went unconscious, unable to breath. After rushing their boy to the hospital, Oswald had to be put under sedation to prevent any more coughing, and his parents received devastating news: the damage to Oswald's lungs and throat was getting serious. And with the way the disease seemed untreatable, Oswald would likely die eventually due to lung damage. Without anyone else to turn to, Oswald's dad turned to Dreamland for one last hope of helping his son, after a chat with Mr. Dream. The corporation took Oswald into their care, and managed to create a medication that suppressed the disease to a manageable level long enough for Oswald to adequately heal. And at long last, he was on the path to being able to begin his dream of becoming a boxer like his dad. Medicated and taking proper care of his body, of course. (I suppose the minor inclusion of the Arm Wrestling cast is that they work for Dreamland. So Sandy probably knows them.)

Little Mac: Sad boi with bad home life. Born as MacKenzie Reyes, he grew up in a poor family who hopped from low income housing to homelessness, and was often neglected by his own family. In light of these events, Mac turned into quite the little delinquent who'd often use aggression to vent his feelings about how he was being treated. This caused him to have some rather bad anger/temperamental issues later on down the road as he didn't have a healthy way to deal with them. On top of that, the feeling of being isolated from the people that were supposed to love him gave him fear of being abandoned. (Still sticks with him today.) It all built up to a fever pitch eventually, as Mac took a stash of supplies with him (things he had both managed to afford, and things he had stolen) and ran away from home. He hardly managed to take care of himself while on the run after a while, and by the time he reached New York City (where the WVBA is), he was pretty malnourished and exhausted. That's when he was discovered later by WVBA security near unconscious by the building's back exit. After receiving a visit from Mr. Dream himself regarding the reason he was here, Mr. Dream welcomed Mac to stay with the corporation, since he obviously had nowhere else to go. This was where Mac and Sandman got to know each other. Despite being offput by Mac's demeanor, and Mac being somewhat frightened by Sandman's intimidating personality (what he thought at the time), the two eventually became alright with the other's presence and became friends. Mac also became a boxer to begin earning income, or well, have money he could use. This is also how Mac met Doc Louis, as Doc was assigned to be Mac's coach and technically caretaker. (Doc managed the money Mac earned.)

Peter Punch: Was happy for a while but then the reality of his life hit him. Born Piera Rodriguez, he lived a life of complete luxury and comfort when he was a kid. (My Peter is transmasc and later changed his name to Pietro, so this past part will refer to his old identity.) As a kid, she traveled a lot with other relatives to see the world while her dad and mom (Peter Perfect, a boxer who was a champion of the WVBA's Branch B, and Paulina Perfect, his personal ring girl and of course doting wife) did their thing in the WVBA. However, even with all the fun times with his family, Piera struggled to feel comfortable with herself as it was hard to make friends and how she wanted to be a boxer like her father, yet always had to spend time away from him. Later on in life, Piera transitioned into being transmasculine with support from her family. Now Pietro, he found himself being much more comfortable in his own skin and feeling optimistic about following in her father's footsteps. That was until something horrid happened. Pietro and his mother watched his father get killed on national television as Nick Bruiser punched him in the chest with his own special move that was a straight shot punch to the abdomen. Perfect fell to the ground and ceased movement. And then they realized he wasn't breathing. He was rushed to the hospital but was pronounced dead on arrival. The cause was later found to be cardiac arrest caused by blunt force trauma to the chest. It was later revealed privately to his family members that Perfect was suspected to have a substance abuse problem (steroids) that caused his internal health to deteriorate, hence why they could not revive him. Paulina retired right after her husband's death, unable to go on in the ring without him, and equally trying to process how she never knew or found out that her husband needed help. Pietro finally realized why his father sent him away often to spend time with other relatives. But, after the mourning passed, he used this as even more motivation to become a boxer. To preserve his father's legacy even if he knew the truth. And to be an honest, strong boxer, and hide his pain behind a smile. (hypocritical, yes, we know.) Young Peter joined the Dreamland Program to train. And of course, that was when he met Mac and Sandman who were also training to become qualified. Peter did make them both weirded out at first with his friendly demeanor (those two rlly did not know what it meant to be an extrovert and genuinely nice lmao), eventually the three became a sort of trio of best friends. Peter felt a sort of protectiveness towards both of them, but especially Mac. Despite having a kind of extensive family before, Peter had never had a sibling and saw Mac as a little brother once they became closer. They're all bros. Basically. Sandy's the eldest, Pete's the middle child and Mac's le baby. And then when they all became boxers, MAN did things get tough.

When Mac was gearing up to fight Sandman for the first time, Sandman outwardly told him that he wasn't going to go easy on him just because they were friends. (Not in a belittling way, just honesty.) Sandy is overwhelmingly loyal to his title as he holds it as a memoir of his dad and as a thank you to Dreamland for saving his life. Thanks to all that “nearly died” stuff he went through, it left him with an issue with feeling weak. His disease was still with him, after all, the thing that nearly killed him. And whenever he went under those hallucinations, it made it all the worse. But Mac couldn’t really understand that, so he just responded in a “I knew that, I want to fight the real you, not a you that has to go easy on me” way.

Then when Mac actually took the belt from him, oooh Sandy was PISSED. Not at Mac (only like a little bit), at himself. It just sent him into a spiral of feeling imperfect, like he failed, all those issues just surfaced. And that anger motivated him. Which lowkey made Mac hesitant to talk to him, let alone approach him. Peter tried to help him during that time, having a different outlook on it and trying to reassure his friend that Sandman wasn’t angry at him.

“I need ya to understand somethin’, Mac. Sandman’s not mad at you. I dunno who he’s mad at, but it ain’t you. Sandman could never hate you or anything for taking the title. Trust me… I’m sure somewhere in his heart he’s proud of ya like I am.”

Title Defense made this all the more messy as Sandman gave Mac the BUSINESS in the ring. He was seriously giving it his all to try and get his title back which did not help Mac’s fear of Sandman being mad at him. Eventually, Mac did win the fight returning the aggression, but hoo smth scary happened. Thanks to all the hits to the torso, DDS came out once again and Sandman went down hard, coughing and wheezing overpowered by the cheering of the crowds. And well, Mac was the only one that noticed that Sandy was going unconscious cause of an attack.

After the fight, Sandman had to take a long break from boxing while being reevaluated. This made Mac feel awful for making it happen, but when Sandman was able to see him again, they hugged and talked it out.

“…I’m…. I’m really, really sorry…. I never m.. meant to…”

“Shh, Shh… It’s alright… It’s alright, Mac. I… I understand. I always knew you never meant to. And I forgive you. …I’m real proud of you.”

Then we have the title bout between Peter and Nick! Which did not end well! Cause leading up to it, Peter became withdrawn from his friends for the purpose of heavy training. (Well uh, of course he may feel some kind of way bc the guy killed his dad even if he didn’t mean it.) He was super miserable, and the fight’s aftermath just got plain ugly. Peter kept his cool during the fight even if Mac, who was retired at the time by the way (and going to school since he had the funds for it), could sense some serious seething behind his charismatic smile while watching with Doc and Sandman.

But afterwards, Peter just full on started avoiding everyone. And it got poor Doc stressed out cause both the boys did live with him! Late one night, Mac took it upon himself to go find him behind Doc’s back, going all the way to the studio on Doc’s bike. He found Peter alone in the back alleyway.

Boy did it go poorly. The title bout and all the shit he had taken from Branch B as a whole from both fans and boxers cause he’d been lying to himself just BROKE HIM. He full on threw away his title of Peter Punch and took on Canary Carnage to try and combat his feelings again. (He wanted to feel worth something. The whole thing about knowing Perfect wasn’t “perfect” and everyone was thinking the same thing for him was just fuckin’ stressful. Also just Branch B are just not v nice in general. Eh.)

Mac and Peter broke out into a vicious verbal fight where they debated about who was right for feeling what way, and it eventually nearly got physical as Peter nearly punched him while just spewing the truth of what his father did. But he stopped himself. It finally got Peter to give it up, and Mac took him home.

Peter’s still working on making the new persona something he can be proud of. He had to trash the old one for the sake of his sanity.

And well! That’s about it. A whole buncha problems they solved together. This has been my TED talk

#punch out!!#punch out wii #punch out headcanons #super punch out #birdie mac #canary carnage #little mac #mr sandman punch out #mr sandman #doc louis

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