#she is remade as a toddler

[raccoon-smiles]

As one of the few Edel/Uzura fans out there, I feel it is my burden to bear. When I get out of college for the summer, I must draw/write/daydream about her as much as possible. I will make a long post on the importance of Edel being remade as a toddler. I'm crazy for this woman. Screw the main cast! The wooden doll is so compelling!!!

[doberbutts]

Tbh at this point CPS needs to be destroyed and then remade from scratch. They either seem to:

Take kids from good homes for bullshit reasons (esp. if the family is poor and/or POC) instead of giving the family actual help and resources so they can afford food/water/clothes/etc.

Take kids from bad situations and then put them into an even WORSE situation because God forbid you actually pay attention to where the vulnerable human child is going or what they actually want.

Do fuck all when a kid is actually being abused, and then when the kid inevitably dies they go "Oh we made a oopsie, sorry lol :("

Like......... I cannot fucking fathom how it's possible to be that incompetent. It's like if someone started a car company but every car they made explodes when you're driving it. You'd think at that point you would put someone ELSE in charge of making cars.

That car company exists and it's called Tesla and for some reason people still act like it's the best car company ever to buy from and suck the owner's toes about it.

A fairly significant portion of the problem is that CPS is A: a law enforcement program, not a social services program and B: human-made and thus filled with human problems of bias and bigotry. It is not made to help. It is made to enforce the law. Since kids occupy a weird space between "property" and "person", and since laws regarding raising kids are deliberately vague to allow for a broad range of cultural and religious sensitivity, we get a lot of interpretations of the law being wildly different depending on who is enforcing them.

Children playing in their quiet cul-de-sac while the parents work from home inside the house with the windows open so they can hear what's going on... is that an "unattended child" or not? How about the toddler that learns how to let themselves out of the playpen during mom's shower? The teenager that sneaks out while dad is asleep? The ten-year-old that got left home alone with microwave meals and some toys because auntie got called into work and couldn't say no?

You're a teacher. You're a mandated reporter. You notice that one of your students is constantly coming to school hungry in the morning. You put in a call. Is this student being provided breakfast by the parents? Is this student simply refusing breakfast and then showing up hungry as a consequence for not eating before they left (me)? Is this student diabetic or hyperthyroid or taking steroids for a health concern and thus is constantly hungry anyway? Is this student neurodivergent and tends to eat as a coping behavior?

Mom shows up to the hospital with a broken cheek and a black eye and two kids in tow. She swears the dog headbutted her, her husband isn't even home. Both kids verify the dog headbutted her, dad's not home, and he'd never do such a thing anyway. You're a doctor or a nurse, you're a mandated reporter. Do you call? You're the CPS agent who showed up at the house. You looked into the family's record and you see that dad's had the police called on him a couple times within the house with neighbors citing a disturbance, and once the kids called 911 due to a fight between them getting out of hand and actual blood spilt. The kids seem fractious with each other when you arrive. Mom's face is black and blue. What do you do?

[chandra-nalaar]

so i remade the los noches influencer house that i had in sims 3 in like, 2008. back then nel was a toddler and she got taken by the social worker so this time i made her an adult and she got in the pool with harribel and the tres bestias and i just got a notification that she is scared of pools now. waht the fuck

[mirage-05]

Boruto: Happuden (Leaf Chronicles) - Chapter 1

Rumors about rebels start to rise in every corner of the ninja world. Panic, betrayal and uncertainty cause the era of peace to shake right under the feet of its founder: the Seventh Hokage, Naruto Uzumaki. Sides must be taken, decisions must be made. Will this be the end of the Ninja World? (First Sequel to Boruto: Sacrifices)

Well... hello again dear readers XD

Today is the day we start a new story for our Boruto. Some of you guys might (hopefully) remember me from the previous story, Boruto: Sacrifices, which is re-written and resides in the Naruto tag. For my new readers as well as the old (because stuff has changed), I'd advise you guys to emplease/em go and read it first, otherwise you are likely to get confused by the turn of events here.

Me and my friend Daniela would like to wish you a pleasant read x3

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, Boruto: Naruto Next Generations and any of the canon information from these series. The original characters you will encounter are shared by me and my two friends.

Link to our previous story, Boruto: Sacrifices - https://www.tumblr.com/eleanor-devil/646313917094805504/boruto-sacrifices-remade-prologue

...

Suffice it to say that every new day was a challenge in the hideout of the legendary snake sannin.

Anyone who was looking from the outside would find it peculiar that the blue haired boy was crouching behind an armchair and speaking to… well, seemingly nothing but a puddle on the ground. Anyone who, at least, wasn’t aware of this particular kekkei genkai of the Mist’s Hozuki clan, which had manifested itself in this handful little one-and-a-half year old.

“Miu-chan… you know your parents are worried sick by now.” Mitsuki tried to reason while he felt a sweatdrop down his cheek, but honestly found the situation a little amusing. 

He hadn’t stepped foot into the hideout for five minutes before he heard a loud wail and then Suigetsu’s panicked cry. This had been a constant dynamic in the father and daughter’s relationship for as long as Miu turned a year old - they’ve been constantly bickering with each other, over everything. Karin’s affection, the last candy on the table, the Hozuki’s huge sword (which was now put away safely after Karin freaked out one too many times about the idea of her daughter near the blade)... And today it was because the little girl wanted to play with onii-chan when he had only come for a quick check-up and had to head back to Konoha soon thereafter.

“I don’t wanna.” came the stubborn, childish voice as two bright red eyes stared out of the puddle. 

The result? Having successfully inherited the liquefaction technique of the Hozuki clan, Miu had cried herself into this small puddle - quite literally. And she has refused to turn back.

“I’m sorry I’m not able to play with you,” Mitsuki said seriously, knowing full well from experience how to talk to children who are upset. “But that won’t be for too long, okay? I will just see Orochimaru-sama and then come back to you.”

“You promise?”

“Yes, I promise.”

“Okay…” It took the toddler longer than it normally would, but soon enough in the place of the puddle stood a white haired girl. She waddled towards Mitsuki, not quite steady on her chubby legs yet, and the boy held out his arms to hold her, a knowing smile on his face. “You want to escort me?”

In response, Miu only held more firmly on his hand.

…

Indeed, it was mesmerizing for the young boy as they walked down the long corridors just how many changes the hideout went through. And his father by extension.

The redhead in the lab turned at the sound of the door opening, her face lighting up with a beam upon seeing him. “I see that you’re doing good, Mitsuki.”

“Izumi-san,” the boy replied politely.

His father didn’t give any acknowledgement to the small interaction between them. Instead of the cold anger he had always resorted towards her in her presence, he had opted for indifference. Mitsuki didn’t know how he felt about this - because it was partly his fault that Orochimaru had to force himself to adjust to this new situation. It was due to his constant invitations that the Kiri kunoichi got to spend more and more time here lately.

“If you’re ready we should begin.” The sannin said without turning to them, his voice emotionless - just the professional tone of the scientist he is. Mitsuki didn’t make any more comments as he obeyed his father and hopped onto the gurney. 

It was a routine check, by now all three of them had gotten used to it. It provided only a little discomfort for him as Mitsuki’s heart problem was still consistent, but it was getting more and more adaptable in the past year.

Part of the discomfort also stemmed from the fact that… the results of today’s test were going to determine a very important milestone in the boy’s life. The Chuunin exams were fast approaching… and while he already had his name jotted down by the approval of both Konohamaru-sensei and Sakura-sensei, his father had expressed that he was not willing to give the clear for Mitsuki unless he did all the necessary controls himself.

So the more Orochimaru kept his silence, ignoring the redhead kunoichi who was gazing over his shoulder at the results, the more uneasy the boy became. Surely… surely if there really was a problem, Sakura-san would’ve noticed it too? He came too far since that incident, now an A-rank mission in his book, for his hopes to get crushed now.

Finally, finally the sannin raised his head to look at him too. “It would seem I have no reason to doubt your sensei’s judgement.”

His father usually wasn’t one to succumb to mind games, but even though the meaning was quite clear, Mitsuki’s mind still went blank for a moment. “So… you mean-”

“You are good to participate in the exams!” Izumi clarified cheerfully. “Way to go Mitsuki, I can’t wait to watch you!”

The boy couldn’t help it. Orochimaru was still highly cautious in tolerating shows of affection, especially in front of strangers. So Mitsuki leapt forward and embraced the young woman in his unstoppable joy.

Still, momentarily as it was… he saw the sannin’s eyes move to the kunoichi, an unfathomable emotion flickering briefly in them. If Mitsuki didn’t know better, he would’ve almost thought… 

The boy shook his head as he broke the hug apart. No, he did know better.

…

He was still thinking about that look as Mitsuki made his way out of the hideout to meet Log, many hours later seeing that Miu had absolutely refused to let him go until she was so exhausted that she herself fell asleep in her onii-chan’s arms.

All until now Mitsuki was rather excited to share the news with his brother… but seeing his face again only served to trigger the feeling of unease and curiosity. It had been a year and things still did not patch up between his father and Log, with neither party budging or trying to contact the other. Mitsuki knew better than to intervene - he had learned that much in the passing time. But they were both important parts of his life and it pained the young boy to see the lengths of which they go to ignore each other.

“Good job, Mitsuki,” Log said with a genuine smile, clasping a hand on his shoulder. Time spent with his best friends (after Boruto and Sarada got over the initial shock) had started to affect the young man - the small changes in his behavior was noticeable. And in spite of himself, the teenager couldn’t help but think that it was for his brother’s better interest. “I knew you could do it.”

“Thanks,” Mitsuki replied with a grin. “Any news from Konoha?”

“Nope.” Log flicked his phone towards the younger boy. Mitsuki had made it a point to leave it with Log whenever they visited the hideout… otherwise there would be no relief from Boruto’s endless calls and messages. “The blondie called once and left a few messages but I didn’t read them.”

The genin rolled his eyes and had just flipped the phone open when it started to ring. He answered the call with a barely suppressed sigh. “Yeah Boruto, I’m still fine, nothing bad happe-”

Boruto’s panicked, high-pitched voice cut into his words then. “Mitsuki… p-please, you need to come quick… It’s mom, w-we’re in the hospital.”  

[grandhotelabyss]

I guess they're about to learn this the hard way on Wikifeet, but the only thing worse than reading philosophy is reading contemporary popular political nonfiction. The past's popular political nonfiction, if it's ripened into a classic, is fine to read—often better than philosophy, in fact, hence my elevation of Emerson and Chesterton over the philosophers. But trying to sift through present-day material for the gems is too much of an opportunity cost. I had the patience for it when I was a kid but not now. I read so many of the Bush-era political books, for example, and what do I have to show for it? When's the last time you heard anybody deploy an insight gleaned from the once painfully au courant Verso volume, Afflicted Powers? Ironically, given how things turned out for all involved, the best of the W. books were probably Mark Crispin Miller's Frankfurt-School-inflected Bush Dyslexicon and Cruel and Unusual.

Anyway, I haven't done an ad on Tumblr in a while, and in another Xeet Anna K advocates "grandiose narcissism," so please let me renew my recommendation to Tumblr's apparently substantial Red Scare contingent of Portraits and Ashes, a novel I wrote in 2013, which foretold the whole Red Scare sensibility. In my later material, though, I have moved on thematically. (A paid subscription to my Substack gets you access to a post containing pdfs of my three prior novels, including Portraits and Ashes, as well as to my serialized novel-in-progress, the occult-themed American epic, Major Arcana.) I wrote my last Red-Scare-ish story, "Sweet Angry God," in 2015, three years before the pod debuted. You can read that story for free here. The opening paragraphs:

Apparently it began with a hate fuck. There was a dirtball café, no doubt collectively owned, a few blocks from the art school. He worked there, and she had been watching him for some months, maybe even her entire sophomore year. The first time she went into the place she noticed him, how hateful and stupid he was. Some kind of percussion-heavy music rumbled over the speakers, hissing with analogue static. She thought she felt the tuba thrum in her throat. Above the music she heard him talk to his co-worker as his face glistened in the espresso machine steam. He didn’t look at her, not even when his dirty fingernails grazed her palm with the change. “No, Romanian. It was a group, yeah, I mean they allied with Hitler. Not saying I’m defending them, but, I mean. They were pissed off that their culture was being violated by the modern west. Yeah, they hacked people’s heads off. Limbs. Like werewolves, man. Okay, it’s fucked up. But today you just push a button. Is that better? This is their marching music.” She kept her eye on him after that. Maybe he was dangerous. She would look over her laptop screen when he came out from behind the counter to wipe down the tables. He stomped around in careless bursts, like a toddler. He had a pervert’s goatee and wore bowling shirts stained at the armpits. When she saw his sneakers, so old they’d become fashionable again, she understood what “down-at-heel” literally meant. His body looked sinewy, a bad cut of meat. Stupid-ass white boy. Sometimes she checked certain books out of the library to read in front of him, anything by or about men ready for violence. Marinetti, Mao, Fanon, whatever. His eyes were always elsewhere. Men ready for violence unmade and remade the world. She just lived in it. She wondered if he didn’t want to just live in it. Her sophomore-year final project she called Men Ready for Violence. Blood-spatter paintings were arrayed around a screen showing various armies on the march. Their choreography contrasted with the chaos of the red paint. She loaded the artist’s statement with jargon, quotations from Klaus Theweleit and Judith Butler, so that her teachers didn’t call a shrink or a cop. Everyone was polite about it, one professor even enthusiastic. Her classmates looked at her strangely. Especially the girls. Then the semester was over. One week left before she had to come home to mamá. She sat in the café reading Ernst Jünger. He wiped down her table while she was still sitting at it, his face vacantly smiling, the dirt-nailed knob-boned fingers sinking in the washcloth’s soft folds. One week. What would a Romanian fascist do? She reached out and grabbed his wrist hard. Her face must have looked like it couldn’t believe what her hand had done. Her nails were red-stained with oil paint. He was looking at her nails and then turned to look into her eyes. He showed smoker’s teeth.

How did I know in 2015 that this type of young woman, then still immersed in pop Jezebel-style feminism, would soon be getting into aesthetic fascism? Because I'm not a philosopher. I can't afford to let logical argument block the truth.

[aprillikesthings]

s5 ep2 Launch

ey did you see I posted some cosplay progress

I am v excited :D

anyway time for more She-Ra re-watch

My semi-frequent reminder that these are a re-watch, spoilers ahoy, I make a lot of dumb jokes and talk about other stuff

eugh

man I know I keep saying this but they REALLY lean into the allusions to Christianity, like he straight up says "remade in my image"

"But first, you must prove yourselves worthy. Your leader, your...She-Ra, she would see you suffer in darkness for her sake" okay Satan in the Garden of Eden

"Cast aside this false hero and deliver her to me" like is he talking about She-Ra or is he Pontius Pilate talking about Jesus (...actually a better analogy is probably Pharaoh talking about Moses)

"Prime sees all. Prime knows all. They will not escape my judgement"

OKAY not to get into religion TOO much, but I keep wanting to point out that the version of Christianity they're repeatedly and non-subtle-y alluding to is absolutely one that exists and gives people a shit-ton of religious trauma. The writers etc are clearly doing this in response to that kind of Christianity. We know Nate grew up in that kind of church.

BUT. It's just so foreign to me.

Like, I've talked to a lot of my friends about how I have what feels a lot like survivor's guilt, because I didn't grow up religious at all--much less in a high-control church. (I was baptized in one, but we left before it could do any harm.) My personal experience of Christianity in the churches I've attended has been really good, non-judgey, and full of queer folks.

So I'm fully aware that the lines about "I see everything and I'M JUDGING YOU (and you are going to special space hell)" is referencing the way a lot of churches portray God. And I'm just like...but that's....not the God I know. That's not the God my church teaches.

But also UGGGH there's a ton of churches that DO portray God this way and I don't want to diminish the harm they do by pulling some "Not All Churches" bullshit! D:

I'm not doing a good job explaining myself. Blargh.

relatable.

OH HEY they fixed Mara's ship

Daci and I had a conversation just last night about how, of the few times I have actually yelled at them, it was because I was trying to sleep and they were being noisy, and now if I'm trying to sleep and other people are being noisy Daci will shush them.

The only thing that excites Entrapta more than robots is space, apparently

But yeah everyone has a conversation about how she did betray them to join the Horde and it's reasonable to worry she might do it again.

LOL

don't be a creep, Catra

okay I can't get a representative screenshot, but the bit where Horde Prime takes over a clone's body to in order to tell Catra I'M ALWAYS WATCHING YOU is creepy as SHIT

Anyway he grabs Glimmer and walks off which can't be good

The way Mermista keeps calling Entrapta "geek princess" is kind of cute

ANYWAY Horde Prime is laying it on thick again. "Worlds I brought into my eternal light."

"I take no joy in destruction."

BLEHHHHHHH

Glimmer lemme use your weapon. If everyone is fuckin' dead there will be peace and won't that be nice :D

I'm...horribly reminded of my Dad's opinion of the middle east, which was "just kill them all and let God sort them out." He was only slightly joking. Ugh.

...and this is how she finds out her Dad is still alive D:

Yeah, I'd feel like shit too

Anyway she says she won't help him, but shattering the pretty globe was unnecessary

True story: I was on a leash for a bit as a kid. I'm actually not mad about that at all--I had a tendency to wander off (...I still do) and one of my very earliest memories is realizing I was lost in a mall, and going into a hair salon to tell them I was lost because that's what Sesame Street said to do--tell someone who works there. But my memories are still from a toddler's POV--everything in the salon is HUGE and I could stand under the counter.

Anyway leashing Entrapta was a good idea

LISTEN. I know I've made this joke before. But Entrapta has absolutely made herself robots for sex reasons.

Either that, or she's made Hordak role play. Possibly both.

😬

And Entrapta's response of genuine surprise and "are you all...mad at me??"

I remember it was this scene, the first time through, that made me really realize: oh it's not just my headcanon that she's autistic. This was intentional, from the start.

Honestly this whole scene is just too good:

Mermista: "You’re seriously just realizing that? Yeah, we’re mad!" Perfuma: "You don’t consider how your actions affect other people! Even people who are supposed to be your friends." Frosta: "Like us. The ones getting beat up by your dumb bots. And whose kingdoms you almost destroyed." Entrapta: "I’m not good at people. But I am good at tech. I thought maybe if I could use tech to help you, you’d like me. But I messed that up, too. (she runs off) Mermista: "Entrapta, no! I said we have to leave! Can you listen for once in your life?" Entrapta: "I’m sorry I’m bad at listening! I’m sorry I mess everything up!"

Mermista: "You’re still trying to get the signal?" Entrapta: "Of course. Glimmer needs us."

OH GOD it's so funny Entrapta walks up to a structure made by Horde Prime and does sexy-voice "ooooh what's inside of youuuu" then slaps herself with her own hair LOLOL

Anyway she figures out where Horde Prime's ship is but also finds out they're sending more ships to Etheria

it's like the dream she keeps having but she's awake!!

too many damn portals in this show

something about how leaving high-control religious groups sucks because for a lot of people it feels like losing your sense of purpose (I'm mutuals with a bunch of exvangelicals on twitter okay)

"It wasn’t my destiny to be She-Ra, was it? It was random. Light Hope brought me through the portal because she needed to use the weapon. That’s the only reason I’m here. I don’t know what my destiny is anymore. But I know my friends need my help. I guess I’ll just figure it out from there. Thanks for everything."

OH she was asleep after all.

(I hate it when I have those dreams where I get up and start getting ready for my day and then realize I'm still actually asleep. I've had dreams where I do it over and over, too! Not restful at all!)

LOL

Adora: lol I feel great damn Bow: oh thank god BECAUSE WE HAVE TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW AHHHH ALSO THE SHIP IS WORKING AND WE FOUND GLIMMER BUT YEAH WE GOTTA GO RIGHT THIS SECOND

I love Mermista

Also, show of hands, how many of us were weird fucking kids and would've killed for someone in our peer group to tell us "you being weird is a good thing"

Thank God for adulthood and finding people who like me the way I am

(but also thank God for learning some social skills)

yeah. I know that feeling. ;_;

LOL

but yeah Adora, Bow, and Entrapta take off on the ship :D

aaaahhhh the moment when Glimmer asks Catra to stay. "Just...for a little." And Catra's tiny, quiet, "...okay."

AND END OF EPISODE, ROLL CREDITS

MAN. this is such a turning point for Glimmer and Catra.

Because at the end of s4 we had this:

Glimmer: "Guess you wanted all my attention for yourself. Your troops are gone. You're all alone. You've lost." Catra: "What are you waiting for? Do it. Looks like we're both alone, Sparkles."

But as she'd just said to Scorpia--"We're the good guys, remember?" So she doesn't hurt Catra. And instead they both get raptured onto Horde Prime's ship, and here they are.

Most of this post is about Shadow Weaver, but I think he's right:

I think it's less "mental gymnastics" and more that she'd literally just been asked by Scorpia not to hurt her and did the "nah, we're the good guys" line. I do wonder if she regretted not doing it at any point, but I think she's too eaten up by the fact that she set off the Heart of Etheria to worry about whether or not she should've murdered or imprisoned Catra.

But at this point (in s5) they're both terrified: Horde Prime could just kill both of them any time he wanted. He doesn't actually need either of them after all. They're just bait at this point, hoping to get She-Ra, and he's pretty sure either of them will work. (Though does Adora even know Catra is on the ship? I don't think so???) But if it hadn't been for Mara's ship he would have eventually found Adora, at least.

But yeah Glimmer and Catra are both just scared and lonely and and even an enemy is better than no one if they're someone familiar (and not trying to hurt you).

UGH THIS SHOW IS SO GOOD

[karkallicious]

Homestuck as random bullshit I've said EB: someone's gotta tell betty crocker to lay off the cocaine.

EB: i’ve seen michael cera more times than i’d like to today.

EB: i'm sure ben stiller is a decent guy irl but if given the choice between being shot or watching all of his movies i'd ask about the bullet caliber.

TT: Women only want me for my skills in the occult and not my great personality or awesome ass...

TT: That sounds like an issue you should take up with Freud.

TT: But when someone add's apostrophe's to any word that end's with s? You went out of your way to add those. Ignoring your spell check screaming and crying. A tear rolling down the cheek of your elementary school teachers.

TT: Sometimes I'll see an incredibly minor typo and have to resist the urge to be the most pedantic person known to humanity.

TT: This is eldritch horror fucker discrimination.

TG: you dont just take someones obama prism away man

TG: i draw the line at rapping muppets dude

(when questioned as to why $100 was spent on a sword) TG: uh. well. it's a sword.

TG: well it doesnt sound as hilarious to review dildos and say "this one is sans" when you guys are this unenthusiastic

TG: if i ever die play caramelldansen at my funeral TG: theres no sentimental reason or anything TG: i just want to completely throw off the vibes

GG: i’m on board with men in maid dresses regardless of furry status coward

GG: home alone so things are getting pretty wild (talking to a cactus)

GG: local bitch takes "worst nap ever" wakes up several hours later sweaty and somehow more tired

(extreme cold warning in effect, active blizzard outside, sent at 7:18 pm) GG: my grandpa and i are going to dairy queen just for the hell of it

GG: I was gonna get shit done today, so I made a pie.

GG: The only explanation I had for my impromptu dessert making was “This is how I deal with stress...”

GG: Getting genuinely invested in the Cookie Clicker stock market.

TT: (watches toddler trip and fall) skill issue

TT: I frankly think it's a tragedy disney hasn't remade more movies but with muppets.

TT: They're just like "yeah okay dark lord with a robot army we all know you have a ponysona"

TT: I don't make a habit of looking at US political figure anime boy mpreg.

(while holding a katana and talking to a poster) TT: Do you think I make too many impulse purchases, Hatsune Miku?

TG: if not meant to claw grip kitty head why kitty head so holdable

TG: "it's a bad omen when a black cat crosses your path" incorrect, my day has just been significantly improved by seeing a kitty

(on fruitcake) TG: listen you have to pour alcohol into that shit until too many pieces could have you stumbling. great grandma knew how to party

GT: My amusing mugs have had the side effect that today my grandma asked me if she should go full goblin mode or if I wanted to.

GT: You don’t ask questions when a game makes the bold decision to sexualize a t-rex.

GT: Thinking about the time we played a murder mystery game as a family and I got way too into character as a victorian era author.

GT: I'm still disappointed about the time my zoo camp didn't get to watch the tigers being fed because like 15 tornadoes were headed towards us.

GT: Hey lads I just almost accidentally blinded myself.

AA: i love ritualpastas. i like to figure out at what point i would fail and probably get my skin turned into a throw rug or smth

AA: (skelet0n v0ice) hey bitches

AA: oh i have demons in me now thats fun

AA: d0 gh0sts c0unt as pe0ple?

AA: there would be teeth scattering like a fucked up sprinkler

AT: tHIS ISN'T ABOUT PORN ANYMORE IT'S ABOUT MAKING MORE POKEMON COMPETITIVELY VIABLE

AT: i’D LIKE TO THINK I’M NOT OVERLY EMOTIONAL BUT JUST NOW I ALMOST CRIED BECAUSE I REMEMBERED THE SOUND PORCUPINES MAKE AND I REALLY WANT TO HUG ONE BUT DUE TO THE NATURE OF PORCUPINES I CANNOT

AT: i CAN FAINTLY HEAR A CHICKEN IN MY NEIGHBORS’S YARD,,, wHAT

AT: i JUST SPILLED HOT COFFEE ON MYSELF AND APOLOGIZED TO THE BARISTA PROFUSELY

TA: my neme2ii2, biilly bob rockafiire. iit wa2 dark iin there.

TA: (dub2tep play2 a2 ii collap2e on the floor)

TA: ii don't thiink ii've giiven a fuck iin 2everal year2

TA: at thii2 poiint ii’m a2kiing the computer iif iit want2 a blood 2acriifiice

CG: *PEOPLE ARE IDIOTS AND IM NOT ALLOWED TO SAY THAT IN NINTENDO GAMES WHICH I PLAY DUE TO THEIR MORE CALM NATURE*

CG: IMAGINE THE MOST LOUD, DISAPPOINTED, DEFEATED SIGH YOU CAN. ON MY BEHALF.

CG: I WILL FUCK MYSELF OUT OF SPITE. IT WILL BE AN ENDLESS FEEDBACK LOOP, AN INFINITE ENERGY SOURCE, OF SPITE AND SELF FUCKING

CG: "THAT'S A PROBLEM FOR FUTURE ME," I SAY, FORGETTING THAT NOW FUTURE ME HAS TO DEAL WITH THE PROBLEM

CG: UGH THIS PLACE IS FULL OF PEOPLE AND THEYRE ALL STUPID AND I HAVE NO ONE TO VOICE MY GRIEVANCES TO OUTSIDE OF THE INTERNET.

AC: :33 < you meow in theory catgirls would probably eat anything smaller than them based on actual cat behaviours

AC: :33 < i at one point went out in public with homemade cat ears and a tail and tbh it wasn’t that bad. like sure people might judge but it turns out being cringe is being fr33

AC: :33 < *bap bap bap bap bap*

AC: :33 < i just wanted to try something but discovered the owo extension was twagically wemowoved. a woss fur evewybody

AC: :33 < today i said "you will be exiled for your baby crimes" because my cat was messing with my sketchbook

GA: If You Wouldnt Fuck A Vampire Minimum Youre A Coward

GA: I Use Amazon The Least I Can Out Of Spite That They Took Away My Favorite Fabric Store

GA: My Aesthetic Is Vampire Aligned Not Ghost Aligned I Dont Wear White

GA: I Am Going To Forcefeed You An Entire Fucking Dictionary

GC: 1 DON'T CONDON3 CR1M3S GUYS. UNL3SS TH3Y'R3 FUNNY

GC: TH3 ONLY V4L1D CH4NG1NG LOGO TO R41NBOW FL4G TH1NG 1S WH3N TH3 SCP FOUND4T1ON DO3S 1T

GC: 1T’S TH31R F4ULT TH3Y COULDN’T H4NDL3 B31NG D3C4P1T4T3D OFF1C3R >:]

GC: DON'T D13 DUD3 TH4T WOULD B3 D3C1D3DLY UNG4M3RL1K3 OF YOU

AG: remem8er kids: no matter how 8ad things get, at least you’re not the middle dude in a human centipede. pro8a8ly.

AG: spider furries: “88w88 what’s this?”

AG: may god have mercy on your 8ones because I won’t

(about a ripped cat plushie) CT: D --> we can rebuild him. we have the technology.

CT: D --> why must being cool come at the cost of being really sweaty

CT: D --> that's a horse... with an ass on both ends...

TC: WhY wOuLd YoU bUy *ShRoOmS* oN *eTsY*

TC: SoRrY wRoNg PoSt I wAs TrYiNg To ShArE cLoWn MiLkInG

TC: “AnY lAsT wOrDs, PuNk?” “HoNk”

TC: I hAvE aCtUaLlY eAtEn LeMoN sLiCeS aT rEsTaUrAnTs As ThE wAiTeR wAtChEs In HoRrOr

CA: i wwas nevver invvited to any high school parties. they might havve happened. i just wwas not invvited

(about invasive fish coming onto land) CA: i knoww this is an envvironmental hazard and all but let’s face it it’s a little funny

CA: i havve an spqr hat and i lovve it but also don't wwant people coming up to me like "you knoww wwhat the romans did right" like if i did not knoww a god damn thing about roman history i wwould not be wwearing the hat

CA: i'm a slut in theory. in practice i am not vvery good at it.

CA: anyone wwho thinks i'm insufferable for acknowwledging that i'm not unattractivve is ignoring all the other perfectly vvalid reasons i'm insufferable.

CC: one time I managed to make ocean puns back and fort)( wit)( a friend for like an )(our and I t)(ink our friend w)(o was also in t)(e car actually contemplated krilling us

CC: starfis)(... are mermaid nipple clamps

(Sends picture of a horde of goldfish) CC: my entourage

[adreamingofguns]

i think there's something inherently really fucking funny of me cannibalising an older fic of mine by stealing scenes and shoving them into a totally tonally different fic.

its especially hilarious when you compare the two scenes where its like one of them is a boomercore 43 year old fbi agent (who is infact strahm) and his much much younger doctor date at a diner where the boomer chastises his date for not eating meat and then i recycled it as a not boomercore 41 year old ex FBI agent (who is not strahm) who doesn't eat meat and his middle aged (and unexpectedly hip) cop spouse who does (begrudgingly) sharing a cheese omelette and strawberry milkshake at 6 am while the teenaged waitress harasses them because the cop is her old man friend<3 love wins

and then later another scene where the younger doctor is caught dancing to rock music when nobody is around and then i stole it and remade it into the 41 year old fbi agent (who at the time was mid to late 30s) dancing with his and his cop spouse's toddler son on his hip

ALSO NO SORRY NEITHER OF THESE ARE H/OFFSTRAH/M LMAO in fact Noel (41 year old ex fbi) is very perez core. his work partner became sexually obsessed with a serial killer and then went missing (she became her weirdo murder game SK husband's partner in murder) and he was taken off the case and resigned out of grief, going on to become a crime novelist in a small town where he met and fell in love with his small town hallmark movie romance cop husband who is not a jigsaw killer at all sorry <3

[chocobothis]

The thing about writing the Kingsglaive/my Glaive OCs, Noctis, and Ignis is really just how much of varying types of disabilities I get to write.

Noctis canonically has depression, PTSD, and chronic fatigue syndrome; his knee and back never fully recovered from the daemon attack of his childhood. Ignis is heavily scarred and blind in Verse 1 (and just heavily scarred in Verse 2). All of the Glaives have PTSD because how could they not. Nyx is so visibly depressed it hurts. Libertus dealt with an addiction to painkillers in the movie. There's so much going on.

Vren broke the same leg three times in a battle and had it medically broke a fourth to reset it properly; it pains her from then on out. She's had part of her ribs sliced into by a daemon's katana along with a solid line down her torso. Those will never go away. At 18, she gets kneecapped so hard in Altissia she's more or less in a wheel chair for months after. So much magic moved through her she compared it to being unmade then remade again; she put on such a lightning storm in grief and pain and angry it looked like Ramuh himself was there. Then she does it again at the end of the World of Ruin; and it takes her out just the same. Not to mention she's on the spectrum, is full of PTSD from even before being a Glaive, and is clinically depressed and anxious.

Fe's nonverbal a lot of the times (she's verbal for work) and tends to sign or use texts/written words. It's unsure if it was something present from birth or from drowning when she washed up on the shores or Galahd as a toddler. The traumatic brain injury that follows leaves her no memory of the first three years of her life. She has no idea who she was before Galahd or even who was traveling with her. That drowning leaves her with such crippling aquaphobia the one time she has to take a boat she has a panic attack while crying and throwing up the duration they're on water. Her back is mottled with scars from shrapnel in the field where when all else fails she throws herself over her patients as a shield. One leg has intermittent burn scars from ankle to thigh from fighting a wraith; it's bone clubs crushed some of her bones too. There's so much PTSD from being a medic in some capacity since she was 12 and a full resistance soldier since 16. Becoming a Glaive just gave her magic to heal with instead of potions and sutures; the horrors weren't much different.

And all of them keep going no matter what because they can't give up, no matter how hard it is. Because they've not come this far to only come this far.

[miginghamm]

Time for a new Super Sim challenge. This time I'm starting from the toddler skills!

Meet my Super Sim, Tiffany Rouge. Her adult self is actually based on a sim I made in The Sims 1: Superstar back when I was 12. Since then, I have remade her in every Sims title.

Currently, she is living in a small flat in San Myshuno with her mother, Terri.

[zorobignaturals]

This stupid cunt tried arguing with me but I wasn't having it and just kept asking her if she wanted her drink remade because she kept going on and on about how she's had this mocha drink for 10 years and i kept asking her what specifically was wrong with it like maybe she wanted more shots maybe she wants less pumps but anyways my god all starbucks customers are the biggest fucking toddlers on the planet I hope everyone kills themselves

[eulaliasims]

[itsrainingsimmies]

Sim Dump 3 - Downtown Residents - Spouses and Children

Goodies below the cut!

Hello all! Welcome to the next sim dump in my Downtown Residents series! This dump is mostly made up of the spouses and children of sims I've released in the previous dumps - 1 - 2 - 3

Between all of the sim dumps I’ve released so far and this one, there are now 37 sims!

There are more Downtown residents to come after these guys, plenty more, trust me... (my Downtown currently has 17 households...) But let’s get started with this dump. 

As always I tried to package every sim in this dump with only in game content, but I may have missed a wayward piece of CC so please use Clean Installer to install these sims. 

Sim 1: Ava Neengia

Ava here is the younger daughter of Antoine and Odelia Neengia and the younger sister of Rainelle. 

She is packaged as a child, but I included a picture of her as an adult in case you were curious as to what she’ll look like. 

The first version of Ava I made turned out to be the exact same combination of facial features and coloring as my GC Rainelle, so I remade her, and this is what I got. A preview picture of her as a child without CC aside from my defaults is in the Zip. 

Sim 2: Jude Dahleh

Jude is the husband of Anna Marinos (Orion Teens’ mother). 

He is of course packaged as an adult, and a preview picture of him without CC aside from my defaults is included in the Zip. 

Sim 3: Felix McKenna

Felix is the husband of Mae Ayers (Swan and Patrick Teens’ Mother), and is of course packaged as an Adult. A preview picture of him without CC aside from my defaults is included in the Zip. 

Sim 4: Iris Adams

Iris is the wife of Lorraine Adams (Loren Teens’ mother). She is also packaged as an adult. A preview of her without CC aside from my defaults is included in the Zip. 

Sim 5: Lilly-Rose Kingston

Next up is Lilly-Rose Kingston, the oldest daughter of Kane and Elysium Kingston. She is packaged as a toddler so I included a picture of her as an adult as well, a preview of her as a toddler without CC is included in the Zip. 

Sim 6: Nathaniel Quinlan

I needed 8 sims for this dump, so from that need arose the Quinlans. Included in the download is Nathaniel here and his two daughters (and deceased wife as a bonus sim). He is packaged as an Adult and a preview of him without CC is included in the zip. 

Sim 7: Jasmine Quinlan

Jasmine is the oldest daughter of Nathaniel Quinlan. She is packaged as a child so I included a picture of her as an adult as well. A preview of her as a child without CC is included in the Zip. 

Sim 8: Audrey Quinlan

Audrey is Nathaniel’s younger daughter. She is packaged as a toddler so I included a picture of her as an adult as well. A picture of her as a toddler without CC is included in the Zip. 

BONUS Sim: Katelyn Quinlan

As an additional bonus I have also included Audrey and Jasmine’s mother, and Nathaniel’s deceased wife, in the download. As you can see Audrey is a carbon copy of Katelyn here (and Jasmine takes after Nathaniel). 

Katelyn is packaged as an Adult and a preview of her without CC is included in the Zip. 

So now for the downloads! As usual, everything is packed into a Zip file, so if you don’t want all of the sims, just delete their files. 

Additionally, I have included suggested recessive genes for these sims as I like giving sims I make recessives just like premades. CAS sims are Homozygous for all of their genes, but I like having the variety recessive genes provide. Obviously you don’t have to give them those specific recessive genes or any recessive genes at all even, but I included them just in case. 

Mediafire: .Zip

Dropbox: .Zip

Anyway! That’s all for this dump. I have at least 2 more sim dumps of Downtown Residents planned, so stay tuned for those in the near future as well! 

But before I go, I have another slight announcement to make... I also have another series of sim dumps in the making (I have another subhood in my Uberhood to populate), and potentially a few townie dumps as well! I have no estimated time frame for the other series of Sim Dumps, but I hope to upload the first dump in that series after the next Downtown Residents dump, so that is also something to look forward to if you like my sims!

[winchesters-favorite-girl]

Flatline-Part Eleven

A/N: Jensen and his sixteen year old daughter get into an argument before she goes out for a night with some friends. A few hours later, Jensen gets a call that is going to change his family’s life forever.

Word Count: 1,727

Warnings: Hospital setting, tiny bit of angst

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Two Months Later

Small beads of sweat were dripping down your face as you gripped onto the two bars on either side of you. With shaking arms you tried to get a better hold on them before attempting to slowly trudge your right foot forward. Your right foot had moved a few inches before it became too much and you started to fall forward but your physical therapist, Robert, grabbed onto you.

“I got ya, don’t worry.” He spoke calmly to you, “You can relax.” Your body melted into him but you felt your anger begin to build.

“You did great kiddo.” Your dad said from his spot next to you and you had to take a deep breath in an attempt to calm yourself down so you didn’t go off on him.

“If I was doing so great I’d be able to stand for more than 15 seconds without falling or I don’t know, be able to take a few steps. Even Zep and Arrow can walk and they’re toddlers.” You gritted out.

“God I love how positive you are.” Robert replied as he helped you regain your composure holding onto the bars, “Your siblings are toddlers but they weren’t in a major accident where parts of their bone structure had to be remade and now have to regain the strength to walk again. Oh did I mention that your siblings weren’t told by doctors that they likely wouldn’t be able to walk again?”

You turned your head and glared at Robert, “Someone is sassy today.”

“Looks like someone brought a whole lotta attitude into my gym today.” He spoke back, never breaking eye contact with you.

This was something you loved and hated about Robert, he called you out on your crap and didn’t let you get away with it. He didn’t let you throw yourself a pity party and expected a lot out of you. He pushed you and pissed you off, but his methods were effective and you were already further in your recovery then expected. 

“Try again sweetheart.” Jensen told you from his spot.

“I don’t-I don’t think I can.” You responded with a shaky tone, your body was screaming at you to stop but your mind wanted to keep trying.

“Yes you can, you got this babe.” Your dad spoke but you shook your head.

“You okay kid? Need a break?” Robert asked, recognizing your shift in attitude.

“I’m okay, just-I think I need a minute.” You told him.

“Nothing wrong with that, okay? You’ve pushed it a lot today and already made huge improvements.” Robert said, helping you move backwards and safely into a chair.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” Jensen asked, coming to squat down next to you.

Robert handed you your water bottle which you took with a grateful smile, “Nothing,” You replied honestly before taking a sip of your water, “My body was telling me I needed to stop so I listened to it. That’s what I’m supposed to do, right?” You asked, thinking back to when you first started PT and pushed too hard one day which resulted in you passing out, which effectively terrified your father. 

“Right.” Jensen replied with a tight smile.

“What’s that look for?” Robert asked, calling out your father for his odd behavior.

Jensen shook his head, “Nothing. Just happy seeing my girl getting better.” 

You took another sip of your water bottle but continued to look at your dad with a confused look.

“Oookay then,” Robert replied, “Well Y/N is doing great, she’s kicking ass, ahead of my schedule for her and I honestly think in the next month or so we’ll see her slowly and carefully on her feet. Keep working hard kid and with Dad here cheering you on I think in the next six months you won’t need me anymore.” 

“Really?” You questioned excitedly.

“Really.” Robert said with a smile, “You keep working hard and with the support that you have, you got this. We’re done for the day so get into your chair and get outta here.” 

“Yes sir.” You replied, giving a mock salute.

“Thanks Robert.” Jensen spoke, moving your chair next to you so that you could safely get into it.

“You sure you’re okay dad?” You asked before taking a bite of your protein bar, “You’ve been acting all weird since the gym.”

Jensen gave you another tight smile, “Yeah I’m fine sweetheart, just thinking about some stuff.”

“Wanna share with the class?” You questioned, taking another bite of your bar. Your dad let out a long breath and you could tell he was trying to think about what to say, “What is it? Dad, you’re kinda freaking me out, the last time you acted this weird was when you wanted my opinion on asking mom to marry you and you thought I’d say no.”

“It’s just something Robert said is all.” He told you.

“What did he say? I thought he had nothing but awesome news today.” You replied, not understanding where your father was going with this.

“It is, it’s amazing news babygirl and I’m so proud of all the hard work you’ve done.” Your dad told you.

“Okay...then what is it?” You pushed.

“He said the support you’ve gotten has been a lot of help.” He stated.

“Yeah, and? Isn’t that a good thing? You and mom are always worried you aren’t doing enough but obviously you are. You guys don’t push me too hard, you let me try to be independent at home, you come to all my doctor and physical therapy appointments, you’ve been amazing.” You spoke with a smile, “I might suck at saying it but I really appreciate you having my back with all of this dad, being there with me through it all has made this easier.”

Jensen grabbed your free hand, brought it to his lips and placed a kiss on it, “I’m so glad I’ve been able to be here for you and I’m so proud of you sweetheart.” 

Later that night you were settling into bed when a knock at your door grabbed your attention.

“Come in.” You shouted as you attempted to pull your covers up.

“Hey sweetheart, mind if we talk about something?” Your dad asked as he stepped into your room.

“Sure.” You nodded your head as you successfully pulled your quilt up to your chest, “What’s up?”

“Just uh, something I gotta tell you. It’s what I was thinking about during the car ride back from PT today.” He told you as he sat at the foot of your bed.

“Told you there was something buggin’ ya.” You replied, “Why didn’t you tell me then?”

Jensen scratched the back of his neck, “Just wasn’t the right setting.” He replied, “Babygirl you know how glad I’ve been to be able to be with you throughout all of this, right?” You nodded your head, not sure where he was going with this. “Watching you through all of this, it’s been hell as a parent but I can’t imagine not being there with you through all of this.” Again you nodded your head, confused with what he was trying to tell you. “Well sweetheart, it’s been four months since the accident, which means I’ve been away from work for four months…”

“So?” You asked in a harsh tone.

“So, I have to go back to Vancouver next week.” Your dad said in a sad voice, “Jared and I have been able to buy time so that I can be here but I gotta go back so that we can finish this season and so they can start prepping for the next one.”

You didn’t say anything, you just started at your dad.

It made sense, he’d been gone from work for a long time. No filming, no conventions, he hadn’t done anything with the brewery or with music. The last few months he’d been dedicated to taking care of you and trying to spend time with your siblings. 

That didn’t mean it hurt any less to hear he was going back to work which meant rarely seeing him and having to face everything alone. Yeah you had Danneel but she had your three siblings to take care of.

Which meant you were going to be alone.

“You’re gonna leave me?” You questioned, your voice sounding like you were a small child which broke your dad’s heart.

“No honey, I could never just leave you.” Jensen replied, grabbing onto your hand.

“But you’re gonna go back to Vancouver to film.” You stated.

“Yeah.” Jensen grimaced, “But I’ll be back every other weekend and I promise to FaceTime you every chance I get.”

“But you won’t be here.” You told him as tears began to form in your eyes, “Dad, I need you. You can’t leave me.” Jensen looked at you but didn’t know what to say, he knew you wouldn’t like that he was leaving but he couldn’t avoid it. Filming had been put off for as long as possible and you weren’t able to go to Vancouver with him.

“You know I’d stay if I could sweetheart.” Jensen said, wiping the tears that were falling from your eyes.

“But I need you here.” You stated again, “You can’t leave me, I can’t do this without you.” 

Jensen moved so that he was sitting at the head of the bed with you and carefully scooped you up so you were in his lap.

“I’m so sorry honey,” He tried to sooth you as you sobbed into his neck. He held the back of your head while rubbing your back with his other hand, “You can do this sweetheart, I’ll call you all the time and be home whenever I can be.”

“Please don’t leave me.” You cried into his neck, “Don’t leave me alone, I can’t do this alone, I need my dad, please don’t leave me.” 

Jensen continued to hold onto you, his own tears falling down his cheeks. He tried his hardest to keep it together but he hadn’t seen you fall apart like this in months, only this time he was the cause of it.

“Please don’t leave me daddy.” You repeated, holding on tighter to your father.

Jensen closed his eyes as he felt his heart break at your request knowing that he couldn’t do anything about it.

[rueririn]

If the Merry ate a Zoan fruit...

An idea for of Pop Greens and Tangerines that I’m scrapping before I get there! I played with the idea of Merry eating the Hito-Hito no mi: Model Dwarf, but I’m scrapping it because it would undermine Chopper’s identity in the crew. It’s back to the drawing board I go, but I have this much in my drafts and I’m sad to let it go.

Concept: Merry eats the fruit. In her hybrid form, they seal the crack in her keel with gold (Kintsugi). This allows Franky to break down her ship form without essentially ‘dying’. She is then remade into the Mini Merry.

Full original form: A smaller-sized Merry (Mini-merry). Her pieces were broken down and reassembled after eating the fruit. She cannot float (not just because Devil Fruit but also because of the extra gold in her keel) but she can do stuff like be a car/tank. 

She can still get upgrades from Franky, including cannons and propellers. Yes, they translate into new upgrades in her hybrid form, such as a knee-embedded cannon or the hand jets. 

p.s nonbinary she/they? 

Hybrid form: The size of a human toddler (twice the height of Chopper). Her skin is made of brown wood (not very nice to hug, but is that going to stop Luffy?) her hair is a tree that occasionally grows mini tangerines, and her horns are gold. There are screws in her figure, and raised planks here and there when waterlogged or damaged. 

She can form arms, but otherwise her hands are large squares of timber. 

Her eyes are like Chopper’s but her mouth is usually in a :3

Her back is cracked immensely to represent the crack in her keel, but it is sealed and fixed with gold. 

She has a steel band on her right arm to represent the reattached mast. 

She always wears loose clothing (raincoat? to emulate Klabautermann fashion haha) because her body is fitted like a kigurumi, with thick wooden arms like paws.

When her hood is down, Kinoko sleeps in it. 

Full dwarf form: She turns abnormally tiny, and her wooden skin turns into dark-skinned flesh. She still has her horns, but she is soft and cute. Fluffy white hair, she looks much more like a sheep in this form. Eyes are usually hidden by a hood, but let’s just say Merry’s :3 face lives on. 

If she would have a job on the ship, I’m thinking Beast Tamer/Pet caretaker. Not Chopper, but Kinoko, or maybe the aquarium marine life. (Or let’s grab a Bananawani...) imagine chibi Merry just yelling “go go go!” and every animal in the vicinity just charges into the opponent. 

Weapon? She still has her cannons and she loves them. 

[princessmuffinart]

Orcaverse Masterpost

I haven’t shared my MHA Nextgen updates here in a while! Here we go! ✨

EDIT: THESE BIOS ARE OUTDATED. Updated info on them here!

Orca Bakugou

Don't put yourself down! As Papa says, you're all sorts of BeautyCool!" Orca is The daughter of Bakugou and Kirishima and her quirk is Combustion. When shes nervous, she can explode herself and the area around her. Basically, shes a ticking time bomb of anxiety. Unlike her Dad (Baku) and Papa (Kiri) , Orca isn't loud or brash. Shes shy and content. She also scares easily and does NOT do well under pressure.  Yet, she is  quick to motivate anyone. She loves the feeling of seeing others happy. Kirishima dubs her "Baby Shark". (Kacchan, holding her as a newborn: "Oi! Shitty hair! Orcas aren't sharks!" Kiri: "She is still my baby shark, Katsuki! She can be our little whale shark!")

Orca was born blonde like Katsuki! (He really said copy and paste). Later, she begged for it to be pink, so she can match both her parents. 

Orca’s hero name is The Explosion Hero: Cherry Bomb.  Her dad’s are her biggest inspirations.  Orca hero name was a combination of both her dad’s. Red Riot + Dynamight = Cherry Bomb! She, of course, interns at the Dynamight Hero Agency.  —

Apollo Midoriya "Listen. Hero work is important. We must stay vigilant and- ...you aren't even listening, are you?" Apollo is the son of Uraraka and Deku and his quirk is levitation. As he does so, a pink aura similar to Ochaco’s forms around his target. He learned later, that he could float himself as a supermove.  Apollo is focused a LOT on the status quo and believes to follow the rules to a T. Hes practical, and may have a tad of OCD. He collects Hero figurines and when Apollo was a toddler, Deku gave his old All Might onesie to Mars. The pictures are hanging on the wall with pride. Young Mars got along well with "Big sis" Eri, who interned at the Deku Hero Agency! Apollo’s first friend was Orca. Izuku finds that ironic.  Apollo, when not hero training, hangs out with friends, eats too many toaster pastries and plays Puzzle games until dawn. His hair is mostly in a ponytail. (With the exceptions of his hero costume and sleep of course.)

His hero name: The Space Hero: Gemini

His costume looks like an 80s synthwave superhero and he didn’t care. He made sure it was as space themed as possible.  Apollo first chose the Uravity Agency as his internship, but moved to the Tailman Agency when Ochaco told him he wasn’t obligated to pick a family agency.

—

Felicity Sero

“You wanna dance? Well, I wanna tango!”

The beautiful daughter of Mina and Sero. She met Orca at a dance class (ran by none other than her mother, Pro Hero: Pinky) and the two became fast friends!   Her quirk is NonStick Tape Rhythmic Ribbon, in which she can form non sticky tape ribbons from her hands and use them as a weapon. ...Or just her graceful dancing!  (As you can tell, Felicity renamed her quirk. She remade it into something she felt proud of. She took her father’s quirk, but it’s NON stick tape? She felt upset and it felt unfair. But her mother told her to not be ashamed, but find the beauty in your quirk.)

She and Mars have unsubtle crushes on one another. Her friends call her out on it a lot. 

Felicity’s hero name, the Dancing Hero: Rhythm Girl

Taking her love of dance, she uses it innher fighting technique. Her hero outfit is based on a ballet leotard. Felicity interns at NejireChan’s Hero Agency.

Felicity is outgoing, passionate and reads one too many romance novels. 💕

—

“It’s pretty shocking to see me! Ha! Get it? GET IT!?” DJ Kaminari (Denki Jr.) DJ. is the entergetic son of Denki and Kyoka Jiro. His quirk is dubbed Outlet. He can absorb all electricity like a sponge and when he’s full he can shoot it all back. Too much makes him short circuit though. He lets out a small “whee” when short circuited. He’s a huge fan of music and memes. He will literally quote thousands of vines daily. He’s all about the fun! 

DJ had jam sessions with his mother and father as a kid. Kyoka taught him Hero too and he sings it to himself a lot. He owned a little toy guitar and “wrote songs” a lot. Jiro once sang one of his little “masterpieces” to him. The lyrics were all over the place, going from “fast race cars” to “the dinosaur goes rawr”. Little Junior was so proud and hoped it’d be on the radio! DJ was a late bloomer and was afraid he’d be quirkless for a long while. He didn’t get signs of his quirk until about 8 years old.

DJ’s hero name is The Electric Hero: Lightning Rod. His hero costume has two plugs that help him store more electricity. He interns at Lemillion’s Hero Agency.

—

Nightengale Takami (Gale)

“You say ‘stop screeching’ like it’s a bad thing.”

Nightengale is the daughter of Hawks and Mirko. She’s a bit older than the rest. Hawks took a long while to settle down with Rumi. 

Her quirk is similar to her father’s but a tad weaker. She is capable of flight and fighting with her feathers. Her quirk was dubbed “sparkle wings” due to the shimmer her wings give off. This also went into her hero name.

Her wings are highly senestive and she has a tendency to screech and flare her wings upout in defence. 

Gale spends her times singing (she can’t), dancing (this she can), baking cookies, and watching her mother fight. She bonded a lot with Fumikage and though he, second to her parents, was so cool. She may have had a little celebrity crush on him as a young kid. 

Wing details. 

Gale’s hero name is The Sparkling Hero: SparkleWings

Her hero outfit is pink, pink, pink! She sports pink eyeshadow as she gets older and learned a supermove that causes her eyes to glow and her wing span grows. She quickly selected the Tsukuyomi Agency to intern in!

Gale has only one fear. Seperation.  She had a hard time making friends and as usual, was watched closely by her parents. (Hawks is NOT letting his “mini feathers” have the same childhood that he had.) Gale was prone to putting herself out there too fast and not knowing the meaning of personal space. 

And thats how she go herself in her first romantic relationship, that didn’t go so well. Both she and Arroyo (son of Gang Orca) were both troubled and needed a place to distract from thier own insecurities and, in Arroyos case, daddy issues.  Arroyo was put under a lot of pressure by his father. With that, he learned to hide that with manipulation. He let Gale feel like she belonged, even though he was only dating her to boost his own self pride. It was a really rough breakup. 

Arroyo’s quirk, by the way, is Waves. Can create water and basically ride it.  His hero name is The Long Fin Hero: Whirlpool. 

There are more, but let’s focus on heroes.  Lastly, the Todoroki Twins.

Ignitus (left) and Blanche (right). Both share a creation quirk like their mother (Momo). Iggy’s is Fire Creation and Blanche’s is Ice Creation. 

Iggy is more laid back and stoic. while Blanche is more serious, and takes things too far sometimes. Iggy has his moments of anger when things get to competitive. Of course, Grampa Endeavor took favoritism to Ignitus than Blanche, causing her to hate him. Shoto saw this coming a mile away.

These two are works in progress! ✨

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Now everyone is all caught up on the Orcaverse! (Changed from galeverse since Orca is more of the focus now)