#shouldve ended in the black hole i think.

[bluntforcefem]

i feel like nobody actually wants blaseball to come back at this point

[iodrawsandtalks]

Criticism of Penacony and why i think HYV shouldve quit while they were ahead.

//vent towards the end, references to suicide while those references are quest spoilers Recently I've been doing world quests and grinding out the new region and been repeatedly finding myself walking straight into microagressions and slights to the point where it's been jarring enough for me to put my game down. As a black dude playing HYV games i know well enough not to act like the stupid billion dollar game company cares about appealing to minorities but its 2024 man.

First off, the obvious issue. Penacony has been repeatedly mentioned by the devs themselves to be based off of the Jazz Age from the U.S. a few decades ago.

The Jazz age was a period of time in American History between the 1920's and 1930s where the popularity of Jazz just boomed from being like an indie type of music to one of worldwide popularity. Obviously, Black people in that era are wholly responsible for Jazz itself.

So yeah, Penacony takes its origins from a key black history movement. Penacony, the region that released at the start of February. Black History Month. Star Rail is arguably one of the most popular games right now in terms of outreach because it's free, its new, and its colorful/futurisric etc.... And yet....

Just like with the rest of the HYV games that take real world inspirations, they fucked over black people and their stories.

In Honkai Impact 3rd, basically we had this one black girl who's like sandpaper brown and complains about how much her DARK SKIN ruins her look and how she bleaches her skin using various products to keep it lighter. She is ashamed of her DARK SKINNED mother who's a military woman. Her father is absent. Her mother is also a grown adult who is a B-rank soldier(main character white teenagers are S-rank for reference). Carole Peppers is her name if you want to go further down that rabbit hole.

In Genshin Impact, besides the fact that people with different skin tones are CLEARLY sectioned into certain regions(no seriously there's no real reason why i shouldnt see a black person in any of the existing regions.), and besides the unnecessary amount of whitewashing and besides the perpetuation of the idea of melanin NOT being natural, every single brown/black character in the game has awful playstyles and/or poor matching with weapons/artifacts, inaccessibilty, and they NEVER make it to the top of any meta tierlists. I'm not outright saying they're bad they're just harder and almost never get specialized weapons.

The only previously relevant example in Star Rail was Arlan, a lightning/destruction character. He chews through his own HP and unlike characters like blade/clara, does not have resistance or healing to handle that. Serval, the other lightning 4 star, out-dps's him veryyyyyyy easily. So yeah, the ashy black person character basically dies if you use him for too long and is never relevant TO ANY quests except where he needs to be the sidekick.

sometimes these games have dragons, animals that can understand and process english, or magic.... but then not black people...

Penacony has no black main characters. No black stories of relevance. Yesterday found an NPC whose name was detracted from chocolate and the player had the option to let commit suicide.

yeah ill get to that 💀. This large mass of at least 4 supernatural looking characters and yet no black person. NOT EVEN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM penacony itself are black.

so yesterday I was grinding clockwork quests and had to help out some apathetic shopkeeper named Cocona. Her story was almost a bit sad but midway into going through her background i realized her name is one letter off of cocoa. now imagine being on a creative team coming up with a name for a melanated NPC and somebody decides on fucking CHOCOLATE with an extra letter. before anybody implies that one was something i shoehorned, think about how itd go if i had a bunch of POC characters and one white girl named crackerella.

Cocona and her once again sad backstory reach a hard tipping point as the player follows her to the edge of a building and can either grab her to stop her from jumping or simply let her end her life jumping off the building.

Yes we've seen how this game lets you make choices and watch the consequences of your actions, but there have been established rule-breaking predecents. Take Ruan Mei's quest where you have no choice but to eat the cake she offers you and once again lose the ability to make a choice on saying anything related to her. or any time the trailblazer gets pushed into a fight and cannot de-escalate. ....with this in mind consider why was saving the cocoa girl from killing herself NOT a forced option.

normally id be the kind of silly person looking for lore bits and stuff and making theories, (like how clockie is from the path of elation :v)but as a black dude this whole region is disgusting. THEY ARE GENTRIFIYING JAZZ AND COVERING UP ITS BLACK ORIGINS idk who said HYV cared about their audiences they fucking dont.

wouldve posted this on reddit but whoop dee do i am NOT getting doxxed today.

[toastess-with-the-mostess]

Let's Rewind! Toast Watches Voltron: Defender of The Universe (1984)

Season 1, Episode 39: The Captive Comet Season 1, Episode 40: The Little Prince

Episode 39: The Captive Comet OH BOY IS THIS THE EPISODE I THINK IT IS, THIS IS GONNA BE FUN

Opening with Haggar dishing out some lore, yes please universe started with a big bang and that apparently created a comet that acted like a black hole that at some point Voltron banished to a far corner of the universe inch resting

this was a fairy tale for drule children? i wonder how that story would've gone

ROMELLE WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH

"take it easy zarkon, eaaaasy" Haggar smokes weed for sure

she sacrificed a star fleet to be able to control the comet, another thing that feels so similar to a plot point in vf

did they just pull Romelle out of her cell just to let her freak out about the omega comet heading to arus 😭 what a petty move lotor

smart cookie, she found a way to contact the team before getting found out

"human on arus" so is arus like a colony of earths that slowly became its own governing body? Inch resting, they will still be aliens to me though

how does Coran know about the secret plan that happened before voltron split into lions if he only found out voltron after it was split into 5?? I'm gonna make this lore make sense by the end of the episode I swear

early voltron formation, shits about to get real

oh man they already got to the comet? also why did Allura look so young in that scene?

Keith: maybe your right Lance: I know im right! get his ass lance

the secret plan is to go 4 sector power setting?? oh this is so a trap YEAH ITS A TRAP THEY'RE GETTING SUCKED INTO THE COMET AND LOTOR USED ROMELLE TO GET VOLTRON TO DO IT WHAT THAT WAS SUCH A GOOD PLAN

oh man voltron is trapped trapped for realises this time, he can't even get out of the comet's gravity

ofc they contacted the alliance for help, and they'd rather let Voltron die instead of giving any help "ill see what i can do" literally i want the alliance broken

PRINCE BANDOR COMING IN TO HELP THE TEAM LETS GOO again i need to make this lore make sense and by the end of this show i fucking will

YES I WAS RIGHT THEY'RE DEAD THE TEAM ACTUALLY DIED OH MY GOD YESS THIS IS SUCH A GOOD EPISODE

and now an entire fleet of doom (lol) is heading towards Arus IS THAT THE END OF THE EPISODE HOLY SHIT

/episode end

Episode 40: The Little Prince TWO PART EPISODE LETS GO

recaap time since this was a weekly premiering show

literally starting off with an invasion of Arus now that Voltron is gone, this is wild especially because it's not even the season finale

"Coran made the situation worse by calling Prince Bandor for help" I HATE THE GARRISON I HATE THE GARRISON I HATE THE GARRISON BARK BITE SNARL

"little fella" bandor you're only taller than pidge by a head shut up LMAO

Coran actually doing work for once and helping out, he's becoming a dependable person slowly but surely

Lotor is yelling about this next robeast being the most powerful there is,, my guy you say this every time just pick one of them to back and stick with it

"sorry we shouldve helped you when you asked earlier but now we're fucked and we genuinely can't do anything now <3" FUCK THE GARRISON I HATE THE GARRISON RAAA

GOD IS THAT YOU?? WHAT IS THIS

THEY'RE LITERALLY MEETING GOD AND SHE'S GIVING THEM A CHOICE, GO TO HEAVEN OR KEEP LIVING AND GO TO HELL WHEN THEY REALLY DIE

what heroes, they chose to end up going to hell if it meant being able to save the universe IMMEDIATELY NOTING THIS DOWN FOR FUTURE ANGST EVEN THOUGH I ALREADY KNEW ABOUT IT

VOLTRON LITERALLY HAS THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON THEIR SIDE LMAOO

back to romelle and now she's chained up, what did they do to you bestie

ITS BANDOR COMING FOR HIS SISTER HE'S SO REAL FOR THAT

there he is! voltron to save the day and destroy that robeast with blazing sword!

i'm sorry couldn't follow lotor to planet doom? what bullshit

IS GOD TALKING TO ROMELLE? OH MY GOD, SHE GOT SHOT INTO THE PIT OF SKULLS NOT PUSHED

THIS IS A THREE PARTER HELLO???

/episode end

[voidwritesstuff]

Long Way To The Truth

summary: Lucas' mistakes finally catch up to him, and he finds allies in the strangest of places >Chapter 6: Nevada A/N: Fics not dead! just hit a wall after Utah, i think this chapter is worth the wait.

Lucas drove like a madman out of Utah for at least two days Straight,no sleep and barely any breaks. His mind raced with the horrors of the days before, he had Killed a cop which was just a death sentence of sorts.

Granted,it was sort of self defense. If he didnt act then he would be the one six feet under, he wouldnt change his action- no thats a lie, he knows he shouldve gone non-lethal.

But hes so close to getting to Milton-Haven, he cant let anything stop him. If he fails now....

If he fails now then hes dissapointing Wheeler,and all the people that died or got hurt by Agent Rainbow and the goverment. He wants to go through with this.

Hes got to survive,and if hes got to raise his weapon to do so then he Will.

Eventually exhaustion catches up to him, so as soon as he reaches the nearest town, he gets a room at a motel And he promptly passes out on the bed,not even bothering to change into something comfortable.

Blissful as rest usually is, he finds himself drifting on the edge of dreaming. All he sees is just a large black expanse,nothigness for miles and miles on end.

And then...the sound of rain. No, the sound of a storm, heavy,savage storm that felt like the Sky was coming down on humanity.

Flashes of lightning illuminate the void hes in, showing him hes on a road- Muddy and Rolling Hills of Grass and wet dirt. He hears soft crunching steps behind him and he turns-

Was that noise behind him? What constitutes as backwards? Why does he feel so...disoriented

He feels intense Fear, theres this mercury like smell in the air, something like a spray that sticks to his skin and gets in his lungs.

Theres this sudden bite of intense cold and hes drenched head to toe. His hair sticks to his face and he feels this...Weight in his hands

More steps come from what now he thinks is infront of him--Who are ya?!-- he yells, rising whatever it is hes got in his hands-- Identify yourself!

Nothing,for a moment.

Just the roaring storm.

--I said to tell me who the fuck you are!--He yells over a lightning strike that shows Him a male figure approaching him.

But the light soon subsides and plunges him into darkness.

Then another flash,the figure is closer,now taller,deformed, he hears the creaking of metal and the rustling of fabric.

Lucas' eyes go wide and he screams loudly, reaching for what feels like a trigger. A single bullet shoots out of the barrel with a bright flash of light,and he sees the face of Alphonso...

His captain had wide eyes, gripping his chest and gurglig out seas of blood, he falls back and only then does the moon or some sort of light fully illuminated the road

--No- no NO! Wheeler!--He yells, dropping the rifle that shatters like brittle glass into a million Pieces.

Its the same song and dance, he holds him tight and begs for forgiveness. He leans in to cry,to hug his friend one last time.

And then he hears a click, and something pressing against his chest. He looks to see Alphonso gone and in his place...some cop.

The cop...the cop he Killed.

Lucas sees red and blue lights fill the space,but when he looks to the cars the headlights burn his eyes with bright lights and he has to turn back to the cop.

When he turns he sees the gun now aimed at Lucas,straight point blank to his forehead

--Simply returning the favor-- says the Man, a voice dry as a desert and ghastly as any undead. A gaping,burning hole between his eyebrows.

All he hears after that is the dry,Metallic bang of the gun.

Lucas wakes up with a scream, pushing himself off of the bed and falling back first l to the ground. He Scrambles backwards until his spine presses firmly against the wall of the room.

He looks around with frantic eyes,looking for any threat. Even if there was one he wouldnt be able to do much of anything, he feels frozen in place, his hands clammy And his heart pounding like an obnoxious drum.

All he hears is...nothing,almost nothing. Just the usual car sounds, the soft steps of people outside 

--it was...it was a goddamn nightmare--He says to himself,voice shaking and weak

Lucas tries to get up but he cant, his body is not letting him move. He tries to push himself upwards yet his muscles just tense, not really caring for orders

Quite literally, hes frozen in place by fear.

This is not the first time he gets nightmares with Alphonso, hes grown used to it almost. Its...its the cop that took him by surprise, he wasnt sure he felt guilty or...afraid.

He wonders if that fed Chick he met ratted him out, though what could she have told his superiors that they didnt already know? That he had a weakness for Hersheys?

No, thats just ridiculous-

It didnt make any sense so he quickly discards the thought and moves to whats really eating him up.

Will the guy he Killed be missed? Was he somebody's son?brother?Friend?husband?,did he kill an innocent guy? Will his loved ones miss him at all?

Did he make a mistake?

"Thats the issue,isnt it?he thinks,still not able to process the situation, still frozen in place. "We're all just cannon fodder,replaceable. Send the cops to deal with the conspiracy maddened soldier instead of coming to get me themselves. They dont care who lives or dies as long as im locked up or dead..."

And it reminds him a little too much of the war,how they fought in someone else's names. Ears sweetened by propaganda, the promises of good legacys, of being a hero to their country,of being supported when the job gets done.

No, theyre all replaceable- the system depends on them so much and yet it doesnt care for them.

"This poor guy was just another cog in this machine- Im sorry" Lucas thinks, looking at the floor and feeling his muscles relax.

--finally-- He whispers to himself, standing up and heading to the shower. He better clean up,sleep a little more and go get some food before he loses what sanity hes got left.

Whoever that cop was, he was now a name on the long list of people who got their lives ruined or ended by Mayer,the goverment or whoever is behind Agent Rainbow.

And it only makes that Fire in him grow and burn ever brighter with hate,and the desire for vindication.

Post shower and nap, he gets ready to drive to a nearby dinner for some much needed food. Nevada had welcomed Him with a crisp summer heat, not that it bothered him much- He was from Florida after all,hes seen and dealt with worse.

He can hear the humming of his engine,he even drums his fingers on the steeringwheel to its rythm.,The indistinct hustle and bustle of the town hes in feels oddly homey,and as a few cars pass him by,Lucas realizes he could just turn the his radio on.

And in fact,his hand does reach for the "ON" button. But then he stops and re-tracts His hand, usually he used music to escape reality-But if he wants to get anywhere with this he should be left alone with his thoughts for a little.

Lucas takes a turn following the guidelines of his stablished Route,just taking in his sorroundings. But his mind wanders Back to the possibilty of danger...

First,He did kill a cop.

Second, hes trying to blow the lid off of a goverment conspiracy.

Third, hes Driving around in a white van through the US,sometimes sleeping in his vehicle in small towns or the Open road. Feds aside,he could still get robbed or worse.

Its a lot of things to Keep track of,a lot of things to worry about...

He just wants one peacefull day. Just one.

Eventually he does reach the dinner, He doesnt care to look at the sign, but does note the warehouse between the dinner and the spot where he Parked his van,the dinners parking lot being overtaken-

Lucas walks past it on his way to the Dinnee, thats Probably where they kept the stock for the foods and all.

Our lovely soldier takes off his ballcap of the Jacksonville Jaguars as he walks up to the entrance. Just a small habit he still kept from his army days.

Above him the bell rings as he steps out of the clear Sky and heat of the outside and into the cool air of the dinner. The air smells of cooked meals, of genuine food made on the spot.

First he goes to find a quiet booth to sit, somewhere in a corner where he can make a run for the exit or has the entrance in his line of sight.

He settles on a booth near one of the corners of the wall that holds the entrance. Then he waits to be handed the menu of the place.

Quietly he taps on the table, looking around to the place hes in. Its not too big and not too small, the chairs are wooden with leather cushions and the booths are much the same.

The whole diner feels lived in, earthy colors are found all throughout the place. The Windows are well cleaned and hes surprised the old neon sign above the entrance still works.

When hes handed the menu his eyes drift to the date underneath the dinner's logo. "EST. 1942" it reads,and he cant help but chuckle because thats his birth Year.

--As old as me,huh?--He whispers with a smirk.

Soon he orders some lunch, he was really feeling a nice cheeseburger,some fries and he wouldve gone for a beer if it wasnt for the fact that he needed to drive. So he just settles on some soda.

From here he can see the small TV having its channel swiftly changed to MTV. And hes a little thankful for it, he'd rather listen to music than some news reporter.

《I'm just an average man with an average life

I work from 9 to 5, hey hell, I pay the price

All I want is to be left alone, in my average home

But why do I always feel

Like I'm in the Twilight Zone?》

Comes the music from the TV, making him flinch.

He takes that back, lets switch back to the news report.

But eventually his food does come, and its as he starts eating his food that he notices a guy on a nearby table seem...loopy?

Its an older guy,around 60s,dresses casually with a button up. He has this oily texture on his lips, and it makes the soldier blink in confusion.

Just out of precaution,Lucas checks his food and drink for anything similar. Thankfully,theres nothing off at first glance and he decides to Keep eating. He needs that boost in Morale.

《I always feel like somebody's watchin' me

And I have no privacy (oh oh oh)

I always feel like somebody's watchin' me

Tell me is it just a dream?》

When hes done with his food,he starts to notice something weird. Theres a lot less people now- which shouldnt be weird given that lunch rush hour is passing, but he notes that the people that are left are sitting a little too close to him.

Theres at least four people behind him, two diagonally a few tables away. And just now three more have sat in the booth infront of him. And worst of all the dinner's parkinglot is pretty much barren aside from standard issue black SUVs, a few of them scattered about yet quite close to eachother,almost in a formation.

He clears his throat, the feeling of being watched setting in. He leaves the money he owes plus a tip and goes to stand up, feeling all eyes on him as he does so.

Quietly he shakes off his green flannel and ties it to his hips. Something tells him he'll need his arms free soon enough, then he grabs his baseball cap and puts it on,making sure his visor covers his face.

Then he walks to the entrance, hearing the shifting weight of some people as he passes them by. And if he could see behind his back, right at the height of the crook of his neck,he'd see one blond girl staring at him concerned.

With the bell clinking above him as he exits, he doesnt allow himself to breathe out,to relax.

And that was a Smart choice

Because Next thing he knows he barely managed to escape from somebody's grip. A guy around his height given he feel the guys chest against his back.

He can feel the forearm dig into his throat,trying to choke him out. He lets out a cough, his first instinct being to try to rip the arm away,but failing to do so.

Instead,he elbows the guy as close as he can to the mouth of his stomach. A dry,solid punch that gives Lucas a brief respite enough to slide away from the grip and hit the ground running.

《When I come home at night

I bang the door real tight

People call me on the phone I'm trying to avoid

Or can the people on TV see me or am I just paranoid?》

He can still hear the music as he runs away,thats how quiet the place around him is. Panic settles in his mind, its so clear- Hes outmatched.

But he cant give up now,hes got to run, find a way to lose them or distract them.

And like a saving grace, or Lady Luck's patient wait to flip Lucas' good fortune on its head, the warehouse comes into view. Its unlocked and he bursts in, finding himself on a labrynth of shelves And boxes with dust in the air and...music?

For a brief moment he hears radio static,presumably from the place that the music comes from. Its brief but strong enough to make his head feel light.

《Follow....me...》comes the voice from wherever the supposed radio is also somehow...somehow it comes from his own head too. Or like whoever is talking,a woman- clearly old as he is or older- is standing right there infront of him.

And he swears he sees sparkles of light blue- or is it Sky- no, Azure blue? In his periphery. Or was that...were those radio waves lighting up his path?

Somehow he knows itll lead Him to a door-A Back door.

His vision doubles, triples but he can hear the shuffling of boots against gravel, the bits of orders being given. And he knows its either run into the maze or get caught.

Like alice chasing after the white rabbit,Lucas follows the music from the radio,down into the rabbit hole- down the Many twisting alleys of the warehouse.

《When I'm in the shower, I'm afraid to wash my hair

'Cause I might open my eyes and find someone standing there!

People say I'm crazy, just a little touched

But maybe showers remind me of Psycho too much

That's why》

And of course the song doesnt help, it reverberates on his skull like a ping pong ball, its disorienting,annoying.

Outside the people after him gather, orders are given, and people Scramble to comply with them. Some go to the main entrance, Two to the back entrance, and three around on the roof.

--I still think this is too much personell--Says one of the guards of the main entrance.-- its just one guy

--This one guy Killed Dwight,Stevenson-- The Man said,eyeing the blond haired girl with him.-- Dont tell me youre growing fond of the guy....

--im not!-- the other Man raised a brow-- I mean it Benett!

--June-- Bennet warns-- Youre a horrible liar

She sighs--Okay fair enough -- truth is she went out of her way to seem suspicious-- Look, Dwights death was unfortunate. He went out there and disregarder orders!--She raises her hands,as if trying to make his attention shift from her face.

And before he can say anything she drops her hands and makes them impact against her walkie. She goes to turn it on to ask for mission status but...it doesnt let out static.

June tries again, and she cant--Oh youve got to be kidding me

Benett looks puzzled--What?

With an annoyed if not embarassed tone she answers-- My walkie doesnt have any batteries

--Huh?! What?!- Gimme that-- He grabs the useless piece of plastic. He clicks the on button,nothing. He goes to Open the back and yeah there are batteries-- Gah,outta juice? Fuck...--He sighs and turns own his walkie-- this is bravo to all units, going back to station to replace-

He stops,letting go of the talk button.Turning to Stevenson he adds-- Hey hold on- You go, its your walkie

--I have a higher Use Of Force score than you

Bennet narrowed his eyes,miffed at the fact that has been brought up-- Youre pulling that card?

Stevenson cant help herself and laughs a little--Listen! Are you going to risk the guy getting away because you wanted to Keep your ego intact?

The Man grumbled--Fine.-- He murmurs, going to push the talk button on his walkie-- sorry for that- Bravo to all units im going back to station to replace sierra's walkie. The batteries mustve died on the way here

--Ten-four Bravo. Make it quick-- comes their commander from the walkie.

--Sir yes sir--Benett answers and lets go of the talk button.-- You owe me -- he says to June who just laughs.

--I dont Owe you shit- Now go cmon.

June watches the Man grumble and hurry away to the car. But shes not relaxed until hes out of sight-

Fine,now that hes gone she can go in.

Meanwhile,Lucas runs out through the maze like corridors of the shelves. In his mildly drugged Addled Mind jumps over a crate,only to trip and roll with a grunt.

His view was hazy, and his ribs burn. Newsflash,the floor is hard and solid- Not wobbly Like his eyes had him believe.

Soon approaching comes the footsteps of the men after him- At least he wont get shot. They wouldnt shoot a gun in such an enclosed space because aside from deafening anyone in the vecinity, it could hit an ally, a passerby or something flammable.

Well,theres not much here thats flammable- Aside from cooking oil but hes not going to bet money on it....

--Goddamnit--He growls, standing up and holding his side for a moment.

--Where the hell is he?--Yells somebody in that maze of shelves.

--I think I see him!--Shouts someone else.

Hes not sticking around to find out- So he starts sneaking through wherever his body might fit. Trying to follow the music just like he was told to do.

《always feel like somebody's watchin' me

And I have no privacy (oh oh oh)

I always feel like somebody's watchin' me

Who's playing tricks on me?》

Lucas makes one turn, then keeps going-Another turn- Was it left or right? His head spins- He holds it and stumbles.

Breathing labored, the music echoed through the warehouse and he feels his head way too light-

--Crap crap crap --He mutters, how the hell did he get drugged? His food didnt taste any different- or did his hunger make him ignore the odd taste?

《I don't know anymore!

Are the neighbours watching me? (Who's watching?)

Well is the mailman watching me? (Tell me who's watching?)》

But hes got to Keep running- the Fear was so intense- he could barely breathe.

His steps get drowned out by the music that seems to be getting louder,as if someone was cranking up the radio's volume.

The corridors he runs feel endless,they pass him in a blurr and hes sweating Like a sinner in church- What was going on with him?

Could it be the chemical- Could he have been drugged with the Agent Rainbow? Was this just a panic attack? A PTSD episode? Or was he just really that scared?

--Oh God no no--He mutters looking at the two tall crates that block his path- Who even leaves something like this in the middle of the warehouse?!

《And I don't feel safe anymore, oh what a mess

I wonder who's watching me now! (Who?)

The IRS?!》

Hes trapped, he cant go anywhere-

The steps grow louder and louder- someones approaching fast...

This is it- Hes caught.

Hes failed

And he was so damn close-

--Lucas!--Yells Someone over the music.

--get away!--Lucas shouts right back,scrambling to Grab something, anything to get away.

With a wide swipe he grabs whar feels like a paper bag, he rips It Open and throws it at whoever was approaching him. He heard them cough and just as hes about to run away...

--Goddamnit Lucas! You big fucking idiot!--Hes slammed against the Crates. He feels himself restrained and something is poured forcefully into his lips.

He tried to pull away but he cant,hes held in place and he can tell his assailant is smaller than him. He notices Many things...

First, his attacker is a She-,Of blond hair,grey eyes...

--kid?--He asked, looking at her, a little puzzled.

--About damn time--June says, putting the cap back on her canteen-- I made sure to give you a low dosage- but that didnt work clearly!

--You- you drugged me!--He protested--How-?!

She rolled her eyes--You didnt check the water supply of the motel, did you?

--How shouldve I known-

--Doesnt matter--The woman replied-- Cmon, we gotta GO

Forcefully,she grabs his wrist and tugs Him along. Lucas seems really out of it-Less dizzy now but confused.

--Wont this get you in trouble?--He asked, walking over the pile of flour so his footprints didnt show. Above them the light is a sickening yellow, Either from the dirty lightbulbs or the Sky lights.

--I was in a whole world of trouble the moment I didnt detain you back in Utah-- She replied, non-chalantly-- it was either detention or...

--Termination--He finished,his mind getting clearer-- I mean- you couldve Killed me at the motel back in Utah

--Or I couldve given you the whole dosage

--But you didnt

June shrugged--Im efficent,thats why they trust me. Besides- Rose- She helped out

--Whom?

She cleared her throat- not sure how to tell him who Rose is. Tension fills the air for a moment as they walk, avoiding the Sky lights or barren shelves.

《I always feel like somebody's watchin' me

And I have no privacy (oh oh oh)

I always feel like somebody's watchin' me

Tell me is it just a dream

I always feel like somebody's watchin' me

And I have no privacy (oh oh oh oh)

I always feel like somebody's watchin' me

Who's playing tricks on me?》

--Doctor James, shes the one who made- Or well, helped in revamping AR. She uh- She wants out and I told her I know somebody--June explained,finally getting to the back door-- She gave me the specifics on how much of the chemical to expose you to,yadda yadda

Lucas nodds, finally being let go--Did she also give you something to help calm down the effects or-

She snorted--Nah Man thats just water

--Oh...

The woman rolls her eyes with a smirk,obviously amused--You packed all your stuff back in your van before leaving right?

--Yes...

--Good,then punch me and run

He blinks at her--Excuse you?

--we gotta make this believable,dumbass-- She replied, walking up to him-- itll be too obvious if you leave and im unharmed. Plus my battle buddy Will be back here soon and things Will get worse for both of us

Lucas understands what she means, if her buddy comes back-She'll have no other choice but to play along and detain him- and escaping death or wherever he was going to be thrown into seemed nigh Herculean of a task.

Still, he wasnt going to punch her. It felt...wrong- she did nothing but help him. Even if he did punch her, he wouldnt be able to actually make it hurt.

--You are so sentimental--She teased,a little endeared but also annoyed-- Thats sweet but we gotta hurry it up

Before he can say anything she bangs her head against one of the desks there. He hears a sickening crunch of bone and a smear of red spread across the wooden surface of the furniture she hit.

His eyes widen--Sweet lord,woman!--He yells  seeing her pull back with almost a manic grin. But shes not done,oh no.

She hits the corner of the desk right on her ribs,she yelps in pain and does It again on her arm.

--Kid- Jesus just stop!--He pulls her back but one last thing she does is hit the steel frame of the desk she was just throwing herself at.

--There --June says,blood trickling down her lips--I think thats enough

--Ya fucking think?!--Lucas Shouts, about to look at her hand before being pushed away.

--Fucking leave!

Fast approaching steps reach his ears,he nodds and runs for the door. Though before he leaves he turns and simply says--Hey- whats your name?

"For fucks sake" she thinks,but indulges him nonetheless-- June

--thank you,June. For everything

She smiles and says--Its nothing...

--And also, leave your job- youre too much of a good person for this--And with that,he leaves. Hearing her faint laughter over the music.

Soon he reaches his van,he hops In and like a bat out of hell he drives away. Speeding past none other than Bennet,who by the time he realizes what happened its already too late- Hes being called in to help June,who seems to be either incapacitated or unconcious.

Lucas Cole escapes with his life, shaken, worried, but still alive.

He drives for days on end,barely sleeping (if at all) and eating whar remains of his rations. Next stop he makes he ought to re-stock.

His mind eventually clears up, the radio frequency is quiet. Too quiet.

But one night,just the night he made it to Oregon the radios catch something on another frequency. Weak and quite static filled.

Yet he recognizes the two voices that talk.

--This Empty to Spider --Comes the voice of one Rosemary James, he recognized the voice from when he entered the warehouse. The same woman he heard talking about a shipment.-- How did things go? Over.

-- Spider to Empty, they went well. Poor fucker was horrified when he saw me fling myself to that desk-- She laughs a little,to then yelp-- It still hurts. Over

He chuckles and whispers--Thats what happens when you hit yourself with a desk,Dummy.

--I suppose hes on his way to Washington? Over-- Rose asked.

--Affirmative. Im sure he'll find something or somewhere to stay-- the "over" seems to slip Junes mind.

--Funnily enough theres a spot for a ranger in Elysium Park-- "Empty" added with an audible smile.

--Huh,he'll fit right in,then.

--He sure Will

--Is he safe?--the scientist asked.

--Bureocracy Will slow things down--the fed answered-- by the time they try to catch up...

--He'll be long gone

Then a brief silence.

--Ill handle the situation when it gets to it. Thank you,Spidee Empty over and out

And so,the transmission cuts.

Lucas chuckles,shaking his head and wondering how the hell did his life get so damn crazy... And how lucky he is that June decided to go Rogue.

Quietly,he stands up and checks his sorroundings. Hes hidden away off Road near a small town on the edge of the stateline between Oregon and Nevada. He'd drive a little more If he wasnt so exhausted.

He decided to trust on Junes words and allowed himself a good nights rest. A full eight hours-

And though he wont be able to remember this the Next morning, Lucas dreams of an azure blue Angel with bright round eyes and long,radiowave made wings standing at the front of what seems to be a...bunker?

She turns to him and simply says

《Follow....me》 

[thekaijudude]

Blazar feels incomplete. I really do like the concept of a primitive ultra but I also feel blazar would be better off with an actual plot and overarching villain (maybe Blazar's God is an evil more advanced subspecies), more flashbacks on Blazar's planet and evolution of whatever lead to his Ultra race would be cool. Rn the show has the pieces but it feels like a burning fire is missing. What would you add for a plotline?

Quite a few people I talked to share similar sentiments as you

Tho I would argue that the series dosent even have pieces that could be linked at all

Cause literally nothing is going on since everything gets started and resolved by the end of the episode with no lasting consequences or implications. Like theres no expected climax, no building up to anything, and literally nothing is happening which makes each episode feels like the series is just going nowhere at all, where each episode after ep 2 feels like a brand new ep 3 after SKaRD is established, rinse and repeat

Theres literally no sense of direction in this series

But we do have similar thoughts on how it shouldve went as Ive also posted before here that since a new unique ultra origin has been introduced (M421), Id rather learn more about that and specifically about Blazar himself since everything else has literally no relevance beyond his own series. So, Blazar's own characterization, character development, and delving into M421 are strong, substantial points they shouldve went into.

(Tho I think they would be going into Blazar's God at some point since the uchuusen magazine bothered to point this fact out)

Rn theyre treating the Blazar series as an early Heisei series, that being every human character operates as if the titular Ultra dosent even exist until the last 8 mins of every episode (rmb when the Chief of Staff told Gento to investigate whether Blazar needs to be exterminated? Yeah no one remembers cause not even the show does)

Theyre basically treating the Ultra as a plot device rather than an actual character

So what I would first do is to treat Blazar as an actual character by having him being able to communicate somewhat with Gento and/or him trying to figure out where he was and learning about his new surroundings. And vice versa Gento actually carrying out his main mission to actively learn about Blazar

And this ties in with the information we got that Blazar did come from a black hole, but since he was later then also revealed to come from M421, I suspect that Blazar was trying to flee from something that caused him to take desperate measures to escape from it by jumping into a Black Hole, therefore ending up in another universe.

This character would then be the main antagonist. Tho, in order for it to be an overarching villain, the plot should be more complicated and involve more characters, but its just that the plot setting thus far dosent really allow for more interesting nor more complex plot developments, otherwise, even if u have a main antagonist, youll only be able to hear about only in the last 3 episodes or so (like X)

So imo, I would totally revamp the entire plot premise and have Blazar's species involved in some form of 3-way, large-scale battle involving 3 parties, Blazar's species, another primitive race of ultras, and a primitive kaiju species (might be a territorial dispute or its simply just a normal hunter-hunted type of conflict). Where both Blazar and the rival are stranded on Gento's earth while fighting so they both are recuperating and hiding from the kaiju species (Blazar's original form did not have the red and blue stripes, so that could be a hint that Blazar was injured), so for the first half of the series, Blazar has to deal with lesser versions of said kaiju species invading earth due to the spillover along with frequent fights with said rival

This eventually builds up to a final showdown between the both of them as the mid-series climax. But before either could deal the finishing blow, a greater (or Alpha) version of said kaiju shows up and interrupts the fight, forcing them both to band together to defeat it, with them ending up finally realizing that their tribes alone are far too weak to stand against the said kaiju race and they needed to band together to actually stand a chance (this revelation might not come right away but this should have them start thinking in this direction)

Then the 2nd half would cover the process of them forging their bonds and overcoming specialized versions of said greater kaiju until they inevitably encounter a final series boss level (An Apex?) version of it. And after finally defeating it, they both return to their own universe to aim to show their respective tribes on what they found and convince them to actually come to peace as its only a matter of time before both tribes gets eradicated by said kaiju species.

This is simple enough to fit within a single series and stay grounded as a series thats taking place on Earth which also serves as a gateway to the larger perspective of what M421 is going through rn which subsequent installments can delve into further

(I honestly already thought of how the movie plot could build up upon the series, various spin-offs as well as even how eventually it could tie into the meta plot of the Absolutians)

Thanks for the question!

[ariannasenvolant]

i wanna be poetic.

close my eyes and let my fingers control the keyboard. 

hey how are you

was going to talk to a lover but gonna talk to myself instead.

a cycle. im sweating away anything i think i already know.

will you be my pillow and let me rest my head.

who got you like i got you

who knows you like i do

these words will never come close to my heartbreak diary

my heartbreak diaries lol

that special place in my heart for you is spiraling into a black hole. now why do i see light at the end of the tunnel.

delusion is a bit too cheap for me.

she called me delusional.

i hope my perfume doesnt smell like your grandma.

whats wrong if it does though. you love your gma dont you?

people tell me i naturally smell good but since i cannot smell myself its difficult for me to be believe

is that me being humble?

im the type of girl that needs to see it to believe it.

my eyes want to shut so bad but these words will be mispelled and you wont get what im saying if i do.

i do, i do, i doooo,

if ykyk

will a true loves kiss wake me up

your words were always more graceful than mine

i dont really make new friends, i just go back to my old ones after some time

why did you cut me off? was i being insensitive again? or do you still love me?

self improvement. what do i want to work on?

sigh...my career whatever that means

more than this. i give away my favorite books so people could read and i never get them back..lol

are you supposed to be reading this?

i shouldve wrote a hate letter instead of all the love letters 

you do you

[thepwnshark]

2:50 am

Im still up for some ungodly reason and still thinking about this so whatever. Last night there was some driving/biking/a skydiving mishap but even after slamming into the ground and waking up I immediately started thinking about the dreams from the night before last. I shouldve written them down then, but frankly when theyre difficult to deal with I tend to try not to remember anything at all.

Anyway, its choppier now than it wouldve been but i remember being with someone, only because i remember someone else commenting on and sharing my concern with the situation. There were clusters of mushrooms growing out of my body all over the place. It was really concerning because it had the distinct feeling of paracitism, being that I was still alive. Everywhere that I plucked a mushroom a weeping hole would remain. And I guess out of reflex Id squeeze the wound and these little black gelatinous marbles would spill out. Very concerning really. Then I pulled a pretty large bunch of the mushrooms off of my inner thigh and this time rather than a little circular wound it was a 3-4 inch long gash. Like the others i kinda squeezed it but this time it took both hands... and not a little goopy sphere but a solid black rectangle protruded. I grabbed the end i could and pulled it the rest of the way out, maybe 3-4 by 6 by 1 inches in dimension. On the top of it facing me was some engravings, sort of around the perimiter of the 'lid' and traveling inwards clockwise, with a solid line connecting the corners in an X. The faces of the X were also slightly beveled so that the very center of the 'lid' was raised to a point. I say lid not because it opened in the dream to my remembrance but only because it gave the very definite impression of being a box.

[beeapocalypse]

thought about the first mate again for a second too long. lying down to weep for three hours

[strawhatsweets]

watermelon sugar (NSFW)

Denki x Fem!Reader

Cw: use of the word cunt, sex under the influence, unprotected sex, weed usage, drinking, oral (fem recieving), creampie, only aftercare is a blanket LMAOOO, general grossness at the end

Ill be honest its not my best lmao sorry- leave my mistakes and plot holes as replies and ill fix it-

WATERMELON SUGAR - HARRY STYLES

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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The music in the club was loud and the air was filled with laughter and the smell of booze. Denki’s small group of close friends met here frequently after hard weeks- drinking and venting in a place loud enough to carry their complaints away with the music. Walking up to the table his friends gathered around in VIP, Denki avoided bumping into any strangers, pushing through the crowd as quick as he could, knowing full well he was going to get an ear full for being late as it is.

"Yer late, dumbass." Bakugou growled, sliding a glass of Denkis favorite alcohol to him from across the table.

"Sorry sorry! Got caught up in fuckin' paperwork." He sighed an apology, taking a swig from the glass.

"Its okay, Bakugou is dramatic." Kirishima patted the electric hero on his back, chuckling.

"Glad ya made it." Sero offered, already feeling his head becoming fuzzy from drinking. He'd had a tough week.

tastes like strawberries on a summer evenin' and it sounds just like a song

Glancing around, Denki looked at all the people on this side of the red velvet rope. He saw fellow heroes, sidekicks, and generally important people in the community. VIP was generally more lax and tame- the lack of fans and trouble makers making easier for pro heroes to destress. It also made it easier for certain pros to smoke as they pleased.

A song change made Kirishima hop up, grabbing Bakugou by the arm and dragging him out to the dance floor.

"Jesus christ, shitty hair." He grumbled, but went with him anyway.

Sero looked at Denki, smiling lightly at him "You had a stressful day too, Denks?"

"Yeah- just so much shit happening. Dont wanna think about it- I need another drink." He sighed, standing up.

"Cheers to that!" Sero slumped in his seat, letting his brain fog over, looking at his phone. He would probably end up texting someone something stupid, but Denki wasn't too worried.

Walking past the ropes, he stepped onto the floor flooded with people. Pushing through, he spotted an empty spot at the bar and made a beeline for it. It just happened to be a spot next to a pretty girl- not that he was complaining.

Ordering his drink, Denki took another look around the crowded bar, seeing Kirishima dancing on a reluctant-but-into-it Bakugou.

i want more berries and that summer feelin' it's so wonderful and warm

"Here ya go." The bartender said, putting Denki's glass down just out of his reach and walking away.

"Thanks. Dickhead." He muttered, standing up slightly, reaching over for his drink. He didnt realize how close your glass was, however, and bumped it on the journey to his own.

"Shit!" You exclaimed at the same time as him, both grabbing your drink before it knocked over.

"Sorry!" He said, taking his hand off and reaching for his own.

"Youre fine- bartender shouldve set it closer. Hes too busy to care it seems." You scoffed, turning towards the stranger. You quickly began admiring his blonde hair and the black lighting bolt in the midst of it. His eyes found yours and you both smiled. "I'm Y/n."

"I'm Denki." He cheersed your glass in an awkward way and you both laughed, taking a sip.

Before he could say anything else, a girl came over, draping her drunken self on his shoulders.

"Oh my GOD YOURE CHARGEBOLT! Youre so hot take me home-" She was cut off by another girl, pulling her off the hero.

"Im so sorry about her, thank you for all that you do, sir." The sober friend said, dragging her buddy away, ignoring her cries of Denki being her soulmate.

"Wow- youre uh. Popular?" You chuckled, making Denki turn red.

"Yeah- uh. Hero. Usually I'm in the VIP part but needed a drink." He explained, not trying to seem stuck up.

"Oooo Mr. VIP." You teased, making him chuckle.

"Shut up its to avoid people like that- not that I dont appreciate my fans- I just like to be...away from that some times." He stumbled over his words.

"No need to explain yourself I get it. It must be tough." You take another sip of your drink, looking back in his eyes.

"Do you wanna come back to my table with me?" He asked, not even realizing he was speaking. It just came out.

"Oh- shit yeah sure! You're sure its okay?" You asked, trying to be polite about the sudden situation.

He stood up, reaching his hand out to you to hold on to as you both grabbed your drinks. "'Course it is. C'mon." He pulled you to the back of the club to the velvet ropes, not paying any mind to those around him. His mind was only on the feeling of your hands touching and how soft your skin was.

breathe me in, breathe me out i don't know if I could ever go without

The guard in front of VIP allowed you and Denki through, and you found your way to the table Sero was slumped at.

"Heyyy you brought a new friend!" Sero said, not moving much. He lit a blunt and inhaled deep. Passing it to Denki, he asked for your name, and you asked his as well.

Feeling a nudge, you look to your side to see Denki handing you the blunt. 'Fuck it why not.' you thought to yourself, accepting the gesture and inhaling yourself.

Denki couldnt take his eyes off of you as you breathed in the smoke, taking note of how the club lights hit your face and made your eyes glisten. It felt like a stupid movie as he locked his eyes on your lips as you blew the remaining smoke out, handing the blunt back to Sero. Your tongue came out and you licked your lips, making Denkis mind go blank.

"Denki?" You asked, noticing his zoned state.

"What? Oh- yeah sorry." He laughed lightly, looking away to hide the blush on his face.

"Youre fine-" You were interrupted by the addition of 2 men at the table, the blonde taking the blunt from Sero.

"Fuckers couldn't wait fer us to get back?" He grumbled, putting the blunt to his own lips.

"Hey! Who's this? Im Kirishima!" The tall redhead said to you, sitting on you side opposite Denki.

"Oh I'm Y/n!"

"The hell you back here for?" The grumbly blonde asked, looking you up and down.

"Shes here with me, Bakufuck." Denki said, suddenly feeling possessive, slinging his arm around your shoulder.

"I'll fuck you up, Spark plug."

"Thats Bakugou, hes a bit much at first." Kirishima explained to you with a smile.

"No sweat." You laughed again, taking note of the dynamics at the table.

i'm just thinking out loud i don't know if I could ever go without

The conversation between all the men picked up around the table, and you just observed. It was nice to take a break from thinking, instead admiring all the guys and how they were built like gods.

A hand gripped your shoulder, Denkis way of bringing your attention to him. You turned your head slightly, meeting his eyes.

"Hey." He breathed.

"Hi." You giggled.

"Whatcha thinkin' about pretty?" He asked, looking down your top not to discreetly.

"Ah, nothin. Letting my mind have a break." You admitted, feeling the wetness start to pool between your legs from being ogled so openly.

"Understandable. You look real good in that ya know?" He complimented, making your thighs squeeze together.

"Thanks, you arent so bad yourself, Mr. hero." You shoved him lightly.

"You really here alone or did I take ya away from someone out there?" He asked, the two of you falling into your own world.

"No I came alone. Promise." You looked at him through your lashes, making his dick start to stir.

watermelon sugar high

The blunt was passed to Denki again, allowing him to take another hit, this time holding the smoke in his mouth and reaching around you to hand the blunt to Kirishima who was sat on your other side.

Grabbing your face lightly, Denki pulled you in and pulling your bottom lip down slightly, your mouth opening as he blew his smoke into your mouth, effectively sending it down to your lungs as you kissed him deep.

"Get a room!" Bakugou barked.

Pulling away, Denki whispered as he brushed your hair behind your ear. "We just might have to do that."

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watermelon sugar high

Stumbling into Denki's apartment after you got out of the cab, you leaned against the couch, taking your shoes off.

"Nice place, handsome." You complimented, watching Denki take his jacket off and walk to you with hungry eyes.

He grabbed your hand, pulling you into his chest and almost making you dizzy from the way he pulled you away from the couch in your hazy state.

Dragging you by the hand to his room, he walked you to the bed, pushing you down on it lightly. He bent down, getting close enough to your face to feel your breath.

"You want this, pretty?" He asked, needing one more word of consent before he fucked you.

"Yes, please." You sighed, letting him push you back lightly and lean down over your body and kiss you.

Your head felt like it melted into the pillow as he crawled over your body, greedy hands all over you.

Pulling back, Denki tugged his own shirt off over his head, leaving you to shimmy your dress down as best you could.

"C'mere." He sat you up while he rested in-between your legs, pulling your dress over your head instead of shimmying it down like you were trying to do- the both of you stopped in your hazy states to laugh at how messy you both were. Dress tossed aside and tits fully out, Denki shoved you back down, hungrily kissing you.

His kisses began trailing down the side of your face, down to your neck, and right to your sweet spot. A moan fell out of your mouth as he sucked a hickey onto the spot that felt the best and his right hand grabbed your tit.

"Denki-" You moaned out, making him grind his hardening dick against you.

Your hands found his hair, tugging lightly, making you both moan and grind your hips together.

tastes like strawberries on a summer evenin' and it sounds just like a song

He pulled himself away from your neck and chest, sliding down and settling his head between your thighs as he moved them further apart and licked you through your seeping panties. He continued to nip and lick your clit and slit through your panties until you were begging.

"Denki please- need it so bad-" You whimpered, your own hands toying with your tits.

"Well since you asked so nicely." He yanked your panties off and admired the glorious sight in front of him. Your glistening cunt was clamping down around nothing and he needed a real taste. His tongue found your entrance and your back arched off of the bed.

"Denk-"

"Kaminari baby. Call me Kaminari." He had pulled off of you just long enough to tell you his last name and dove back in, determined to hear his name roll off your tongue. His last name always made him feel more authoritative and he craved that feeling.

"Shit!" A finger plunged into your pussy as your hand tugged his hair. "Kami!" You couldnt get the last of his name out as you were gasping.

The sound of his own name made him rut against the bed. All he knew what that he needed more. He was addicted to the sounds you were making.

i want your belly and that summer feelin' getting washed away in you

"Shit- Im gonna cum-" You barely finished the statement before he shoved another finger into you, making you squeal and writhe against the bed, cumming all over his fingers.

He jumped up after licking up all he could, pulling his pants and boxers down in one swift motion and slotting himself in-between your shaking thighs, lining himself up with your slick hole. Wasting no more time, he pushed himself into you, making the both of you whine in pleasure.

Youd never had anyone as good as Denki fuck you. He was the perfect length and girthy enough to stretch you out. It felt like heaven when he bottomed out, hitting that sweet spot just right.

He pulled back, snapping his hips back to yours. He found the pace that made you whimper and your tongue lolled out of your mouth as you felt your second orgasm creeping up on you.

"Like that, baby? You like that huh?" He taunted you.

All you could do in response was moan. Words escaped you as the fluttering in your abdomen became a tight knot.

"Cant even talk huh? Cant even fuckin think, yeah baby? Fucked you du-umb?" He stuttered, feeling your walls squeeze his dick, knowing he wouldnt last much longer.

"P-please, Kami." You managed to moan out, making it harder for him to hold back.

"G'na cum too baby. Shit- cum with me." He demanded, letting you both fall over the edge of your climaxes, thrusts never ceasing, overstimulating the both of you.

The sensation of his warm cum filling you up made your mind go blank as you screamed out in pleasure. His response was much of the same, groaning out your name as his hips stuttered.

Once the both of you made a mess of yourselves and the sheets, he collapsed next to you. The air was heavy but comfortable as he yanked a blanket over the two of you, pulling you into his chest.

He wondered for a split second why he was so comfortable, but he decided not to think about it too much as you both fall asleep, too exhausted to clean up, not caring about anything in the world.

i just wanna taste it watermelon sugar high

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[spongebob-connoisseur]

There is the link for Flying Dutchman/Patchy theory video!

Thanks!! I watched it! Shouldve replied sooner but anyways. This dude was eating raw meat to feed his muse. Right on brotha!

Tbh there's some holes in this theory but I still liked it. He talked about how the dutchman's episodes are chronologically out of order. Tbh I had a theory about that for the entire show since dates and stuff don't line up and the show always contradicts itself (I mean, its spongebob there is no continuity)

I don't think dutchman is a time traveler by any means. He's got a lot of power but he tends to overestimate himself and exaggerate (lie) a LOT. He lies about how long he's been a ghost, he can barely scare children. He isn't as big and bad as he tries to be. hence why the thing about him saying his beard taking thousands of years to grow back but it grew back in months isn't really surprising. He's a trickster and a liar and I'm sure he just said that to make Sponge and Patrick more terrified than necessary.

I do love how they pointed out that he's pathetic and just wants to be around someone. I can imagine being a ghost being isolating and especially knowing you aren't nearly as terrifying as you once were. He lacks a lot of the ghost clout he used to have. He's just a washed up old man now. I doubt he has any genuine friends and spongebob is the most genuine friend you could get. No wonder he seems attached to him. I always assumed it was because sponge is easy to scare so it's always an ego boost to dutchy. Which, it is. But he really craves honest genuine intimacy and when you're like that, you'll likely crave the most eccentric and liveliest person in the room, which we all know who that is.

I'll be honest it's INSANE that dutchy would be patchy. Nahhh dutchy is a dirty old man with weak pussy game. I just can't see that for patchy. Imagine if they were opposites jk jk but this was too much of a stretch for me. I get Patchy's frustration dedicating his life to spongebob and he has no proper friends either. His house party was filled with people who were indifferent to him at best and loathed him at worst. No wonder he fixates on spongebob so hard. Placing all your the expectations on one person or one thing will make you incredibly sensitive to it. Anything that breaks your idealized perception of them will hit you HARD. and it would feel like everything is crashing down on you, because for you that was your everything. So I'm not surprised about Patchy's breakdowns. Mans needs some milk.

But even then I don't think he'd ever have a true vendetta against sponge for revenge. But who knows, considering the extreme lengths he's gone to see spongebob that nearly killed him. I think it eventually did. But he wouldn't become dutchy from it. They just don't seem related enough.

Besides there is an official spongebob comic that goes into the flying dutchman's true origins! Him and his crew are cursed snd only true love can break the spell. Thus turning them back into humans. He ends up marrying spongebob who's disguised as Pearl but the marriage dissolved because spongebob loves Krabby patties more than he could ever love a person. Wild.

Anyways human dutchy does have a black beard and black hair like patchy.. Wait.. Hmm.. You know what? This could work? Patchy deciding to gather some neighborhood losers so they can become REAL pirates™ maybe got cursed by some forbidden treasure and doomed to become ghost pirates for eternity? Who knows.

Buuuut we do get to see child dutchman in kamp koral. He's a blonde pathetic little boy with no resemblance to patchy. So I don't think so.

But I am willing to accept patchy dying in Spongebob's Big Birthday Blowout. It's funny. I LOVE the idea that patchy's decapitated body violently convulsing on the beach❤ now when I rewatch the episode, I'll think of that. And his final wish in death was to meet spongebob! So he finally does meet him.

Anyways it fills in for an in universe explanation on why patchy is animated in Spongebob's road to Christmas.

By the way, you wanna know why Patchy was animated? It's because of covid. Tom Kenny talked about how it was supposed to be live action but they couldn't go into the studio to shoot. So we get animated patchy.

As for the team saying how "patchy isn't allowed to meet SB" as part of one of the shows rules. Tbh I can see them changing it. Especially for something as big as a 20th anniversary special. They'd definitely make some exceptions or change their minds. And I think it was appropriate too. The 10th anniversary special sucked ass and for all the wasted scenes with patchy preparing spongebob a party only for him not to show up really ruined the special. There's some gags that should die after being stretched out for so long. And especially for the 10th anniversary special, it should have been the moment to break the rule. So it feels satisfying to finally have them meet in SBBB even if it doesn't make much sense in series.

And after that in SRTC, where they meet patchy on the surface, they already met so here's some loose continuity. I'm fine with it. I personally headcanon patchy being officially a ghost in SRTC hence why he's animated. Of course even in the after life, he still has to work. But he CAN use his ghostly powers to his advantage. Like him working as a mall Santa.

I noticed in that episode that in costume he has completely different facial features before throwing out the costume. Even his skin tone changed. He definitely used his ghost powers to shape shift.

So uhh yeah! Those are my thoughts. I like this dude who makes these theories. My favorite is the goofy goober death cult theory. I don't keep up with them much because I barely use youtube because it's been downgrading in quality for a long time. But it's nice to get suggested stuff once in a while. I had fun watching and talking about it.

Also I do 100000% agree with dutchy consuming potty's ghost. I endorse ghost cannibalism👍

[mc-the-bunny]

Okay so hear me out this is my first ever story...

Have mercy on me please :')...

So i had the thought about lucifer being a winemom. And even though i dont particularly like lucifer i was thinking....

What if he would masterbate with the wine bottle and then mc walks 😳🍷

The story:

It had been a long tough day for lucifer.

All day he had been swarmed by paperwork,meetings, bills from mammon and Asmodeus buying things and making sure you dont get eaten or lose interest in him. After all he couldnt bare the thought of you losing interest in him or even worse you dying..

that would be the scariest thing happening to him after lilith died..

beel had also eaten everything in the house twice today. In response this had send satan in a rage, he had punched holes in cabinets and walls.

So now not only lucifer had paperwork he also had to scold satan, which was no easy task. The blonde demon had flung at him so many times (one hitting his abdominal area) before Lucifer could finally get him under control. He lifted his clothing up to reveal a nasty bruise grunting at the touch.

He would deal with satan later.

He also had to Prepare the repairing spells which required special ingredients they didnt have anymore due to beel eating everything including several dishes... So he'd have to go search for the ingredients.... Sigh* why doesnt akuzon have tge ingredients lucifer thinks while scroling to look if they did...

Akuzon had a lot from the east indian special black and red inc he used to the stuff his brothers bought. But sadly no spell ingredients... He could ask solomon if he could get some of the ingredients but he knew solomon would probably want to make a pact with him in return.... Not that he would ask for help otherwise, after all the Avatar of pride didnt need help from a sorcerer.

He walked up to his liquor cabinet

( which was massive)

First he had to drink some demonius to lighten his headache. (and stresslevels because lets be honest the poor man works way to much)

grabbed a bottle of demonius and sat back down behind his desk drinking straight from the bottle.

He hadnt even bothered to pore it into a glass because he would end up drinking the whole bottle anyways.

(bottles and time passed)

3 bottles of demonius later and lucifer finally felt at ease. His alcohol tolerance was naturally very high so if he really wanted to get black out drunk like mammon and Asmodeus sometimes did at parties he would have to at least drink 6 bottles of demonius.

No the 3 bottles just left him tipsy and on edge, feeling like he wanted to have some sexual gratification.

he took the empty bottle of demonius and looked at the shape. The bottles in the devildom (and human world) didnt look to different from those weird toys he saw Asmodeus walking with a few times.

He smirked opening his drawer he took some orgasm gel out. It was the gel he had wanted to use with mc, mc however was already wet enough on their own for him. Dripping down their legs before lucifer even entered them.

He smiled.

However he wasnt going to be dependent on some human to satisfy him.

He didnt want you to think he needed you.

No he was going to satisfy himself with this bottle of demonius, that was now covered in gel. He undid his pants, pulled off his underwear,

and let his hardening member jump out. He putting it on his desk and started to roll the cold bottle back and forth slowly.

his cock hardening at the temperature difference of the bottle. "Fuck " he muttered while pleasuring himself.

He would've been more than embarrassed if anyone would ever know what he was doing, no this was something only he would ever know about.

The only reason he didn't cum was because he didnt want the paperwork to be dirty with his cum. He would never stoop so low.

No he would never.

After massaging his cock with the bottle until it turned the temperature of his skin he looked at the bottle again.

Another idea popped up in his head.

The top looked to be the similar shape of the dildo he had bought recently for mc.

They had been very thankful and thrilled to try it out.

So curious that they couldnt wait to try it and he ended up watching them masterbate in front of him. He shouldve filmed it.

Such a gorgeous delicious sight should be filmed after all he thought.

He'd have to ask mc next time if he could film it.

Their moans of that night had flooded his senses remembering the lovely noises they had made, they seemed to feel so good with that toy inside their ass cumming on his sofa in his secret study.

He walked over to the sofa and looked.

mcs cum still visible on the dark red velvet.

He smirked positioning himself on the sofa ass up.

putting gell on the other side of the bottle now before slowly sliding the bottle in his ass.

A fairly loud moan escaped his mouth.

Its a good thing he had casted a spell to make this room sound proof for the time being otherwise his brithers might of heard him.

No that would be unbearable. They would definitely tease him over it, and his pride would be more shattered than ever.

Due to the orgasm gel his slit around it quite easily. He positioned himself feeling the cold glass reach deeper and deeper in his ass.

His body now felt like it was on fire with pleasure. Another loud moan escaped his mouth. Then he started thrusting the bottle in and out of his ass.

He could feel a orgasm going through his body at high speed.

Faster and faster rougher and rougher. As long as he was in control he didn't care how rough it was.

(nothing to rough for this sadist)

The sounds of his moan increasing in volume with every thrust.

He felt pure pleasure as he felt he was going to cum, he had preps for that to happen however and he Swiftly took the other empty bottle of demonius as he cummed into the bottle.

Putting the full bottle of cum to the side.

He was going to keep thrusting for a littke more he thought.

"Lucifer?"

Lucifer stiffened at hearing your voice, and looked at you like a deer in the headlights.

"what are you doing?"

"Nothing i i was doingbpaperwork "

"with that bottle up your ass? "

You couldnt help but laugh.

Not in a humiliation way but it was the last thing you had expected to walk into when opening his door.

After the knocking was left unanswered you had stepped in only to find lucifer with a bottle of demonius up his as and flushed cheecks as red as apples.

I can explain lucifer quickly pulled the bottle out and sad up, his pride scattered and fearfully awaiting your reaction. What was he thinking not putting a spell on the lock!?.

He would have to wash those bottles secretly later.

washing would be safer due to nosey brothers . you would never be sure if anyone found the bottles or would stumble upon it by accident.

They woukdve immediately known who the bottles had belonged to, after all lucifer was the only one having multiple bottles of demonius on him at all times.

"Lucifer, im sorry for laughing my beloved. Its just that i hadnt expected to find you.. In such state"

... Lucifer fell silent. he felt like his life was over. he was beating himself up for letting this happen.

What would you think of him now?

Would you turn away? He would never get over it if you did.

Sensing his worry you walk up to him and put a arm around his shoulder (not knowing if you should put them on his cock instead)

"Lucy i understand"

You smile at him.

With bewilderment in his eyes he looks at you.

"You do? "

"Yes lucy babe i do, you were under so much stress today. i already thought you had forgotten our date tonight so i initially came to remind you of it "

"im so sorry mc i shouldnt forget -"

"no its okay Lucy its not your fault"

You looked over to the second bottle of demonius on the ground, seeing what you were almost sure to be Lucy's cum in it.

"It is mc how can i apologise? "

"Ill take that bottle"

before he can say no or even think about it you grab the bottle crawl to the corner of the sofa and smell the liquid in it.

Now emerged with the smell of the last bits of demonius his cum smelled like some sort of delicate wine.

"hhhmmmmm it smells so good lucy darling"

He looks at you in shock for a bit but as soon as he realises you dont judge him for masterbating with a bottle he loosens up.

"Does it now my beloved? "

You look up happily

"Yes"

Lucifer chuckles he tries to take the bottle back but you see it comming and quickly run to the other side of the room.

"Nuh uh its mine now lucy"

Lucifer scoffs and makes his way over to you.

Before he can reach you however you already started drinking his cum out of the bottle. Your eyes still fixated on his to see his reaction.

He looks at you before regrouping himself and making his way over to you.

You run to the other side before you continue drinking his cum wine.

"Hmmm mm hmmmmmm, if water tasted like this i would definitely drink enough on a day"

"Mc, stop this weird behavior at once and hand me the bottle..

before i punish you."

He reaches to grab you but having spend so much time with mammon you know how to avoid getting caught. Running further.

Lucifer can't help but smirk, after all hes secretly really proud of you and himself. After all you said his cum is delicious and are getting quite protective.

it is as if lucifer has to take candy from a child.

"Be a good girl and finish it all then"

Your eyes sparkle in excitement

*Really lucy? Thank you!! "

You sit down on the sofa again tired from running around. Lucifer sits besides you rubbing your back waiting for you to finish it all.

You do finish it surprisingly fast and put down the empty bottle. You want to hug him but-

Lucifer grips your hands and handcufs them

"Lucy?"

"yes darling"

he smirks biting your ear softly.

You squeel

"Lucy what are we going to do? We have to be at the restaurant at 6 remember?"

He positions you in a way your but is sticking up. He squeezes it and this draws a moan from your mouth.

"I remember that, we still have 3 hours"

"but-" you stammer.

"i said i would punish you

so be prepared sitting might hurt a bit in the restaurant. "

He says as he takes out his whip ready to spank you senseless for not obeying him.

I hope you enjoyed.

Im sorry for spelling errors im dyslexic😣

[captaindaddykru]

The 100 Ask Game

i was tagged by @foreverandalwayscrysis even though i accidentally end up ignoring her for weeks bc i’ve migrated towards twitter. major dumb b*tch energy.

1. What Station on the Ark would you be from? probably argo station bc im from the south and im surrounded by farmers. theyre everywhere. get me out.

2. What would you get arrested for on the Ark? yelling at someone in command for being a basic bitch? fighting for equality? stealing meds for the poor?

3. Would you take off your wristband when you landed on the ground? if bellamy asked me to? y-yeah.

4. What would the necklace Finn would make for you look like? (Clarke: deer/Raven: a raven duh..) i’d love a turtle

5. If you could resurrect any MINOR character who would it be? ok if we dont count miles ezekiel shaw bc he was in more than two eps, definitely wells.

6. Create a squad of 5 characters to go on missions with. Who are they? bellamy, clarke, raven, shaw & harper. 

7. What Grounder Clan would you belong to? there is only one kru<3<3 anyway, floukru if it was my own decision.

8. What would your name be in Trigedasleng? sumn like maksim? or just maks? idk the whole language is confusing to me

9. Thoughts on Finn? Some people hate him, and others love him, so I’m curious. did everyone try the chicken? i thought the chicken was lovely. nah, all jokes aside -- what he did to raven was absolutely disgusting, but i kind of liked his storyline. how he went from being holier-than-thou to absolutely losing his damn mind over clarke to point he shoots up an entire village of innocent people? it was interesting. but he died when he shouldve.

10. Be honest. How willing would you have been to take the chip without knowing all the horrible things it does? im not gonna take shit. grass is always greener on the other side.

11. What character do you relate to most? definitely clarke. thats why i’m so hard on her.

12. What character do you like the least? echo. groan every time i see her face.

13. Describe your delinquent outfit. (Would you wear something like Murphy’s jacket with the spikey red shoulder patch or have a trademark like Jasper’s goggles? Be creative, yet practical) oh i love this one! uhm. probably like jeans, but ripped. black ankle boots. a shirt -- something with cleavage definitely, i think a regular tanktop. a dark jacket. idk. i would always have a gun/knife holster on my thigh i think. (ok i wanna look like lara croft). and i would enjoy if i could wear any shade of lipstick. i would want that to be my trademark. i find berries or sumn in the first ep.

14. Favorite type of mutant animal? that monster spying on lincoln and octavia in the woods. wonder what happened to that one.

15. What would your job be on the Ark? something medical for sure.

16. Would you have willingly pumped Ontari’s heart if Abby asked? yeah no biggie im (almost) a nurse. ive resucitated ppl before.

17. If Lexa wasn’t Heda, but she was still alive, then who would have made the best commander? dont kill me, but definitely luna. i know she didnt want it, but she wouldve been the best fit.

18. How would you act if you ate the hallucinogenic nuts like Jasper and Monty? probably cry all night or get super giggly. either or.

19. How would you have dealt with Charlotte’s crime? A more John Murphy approach or Bellamy Blake approach? i dont believe in the dead penalty in modern times, but like she was old enough to know killing people aint right. especially not for revenge on an innocent person. so i say the murphy method.

20. Who should have been the Chancellor, if anyone? they shouldnt have one person in charge, but if they have to, i’d say clarke. fuck them old ppl tbh.

21. Would you have been on Pike’s side like Bellamy or on Kane’s side? Or Clarke in Polis? i think bellamy went through some personal stuff that made him side with pike. if i were in the situation myself i think i would be digusted by pike’s xenophobia, but if they said there was an army outside waiting to kill us. maybe i would buy it? idk. depends on if i have all the info i guess.

22. Mount Weather had a lot of modern commodities. (example: Maya’s iPod) What is the one thing you would snatch while there? MUSIC PLAYER

23. What would your Grounder tattoos look like? Hairstyle? War paint? war paint on my lips!!! and i’d wing the shit out of my eyes too. as for a hairstyle probably like a lob, sides braided back. i dont like my hair up so mostly just keep it down. tattoos? idk if we’re all dying anyway, i’d say fuck it and do a whole sleeve of flowers.

24. Favorite quote? can i be a soft bellarke bitch for a sec and present clarke’s entire speech in 4x13 or ‘if i’m on that list, you’re on that list’. that or “who we are, and who we need to be to survive are very different things”

25. If all of the characters were in the Hunger Games, who would have the best shot at winning? clarke or murphy. team cockroach bitch. is this the time i plug my own thg fics? 

26. Least favorite ship? Favorite canon ship? Favorite non-canon ship? NOT INCLUDING CL OR BC OR BE

if i cant say bellarke its gonna be a short list. canon? zaven and memori. non-canon: sea mechanic, wellven, murphamy. 

27. A song that should be included in the next season? If there had to be another guest star like Shawn Mendes on the show, who would you want to make a cameo? BIG DREAM would be taylor swift but i dont think her current era fits with the show (plus its the cw....like they gonna give up half of their yearly budget for a three sec cameo?). i think aly & aj’s new music slaps and they’d fit in the whole new earth aesthetic. 

28. What would you do if you were stuck in the bunker with Murphy for all that time? write blarke fanfic with him probably. 

29. You’re an extra that gets killed off. How do you die? i’d wanna die protecting bellamy lmao. just a full on beheading or something.

30. A character you’d like to learn more about and get flashbacks of? literally no one. they’re a season too late. ok. maybe shaw. but thats over now i guess :/

31. A character you’d bang? bellamy, clarke, raven, shaw, emori, harper, monty, wells, diyoza. its a cw show. come on.

32. Would you stay in the Bunker? Go up to Space? Or live on your own in Eden?  if i was on the show i’d go up in space to prevent becho. if you have me the choice now, i’d stay in eden.

33. In the Bunker, would you follow Octavia? What would you do to pass the time underground?  i’d definitely not eat human meat. death it is i think.

34. What crime would you commit in the Bunker that lands you in the fighting pits? tryna murder blodreina for making me eat humans.

35. Up in Space, who would you bond with first? Who would be the most difficult for you to get along with? i’d bond with monty over biology i think. i would have a hard time getting a long with murphy or echo. i love the first as a character but irl i’d kick his ass. 

36. How long do you think you would last on Earth by yourself? if i have eden? as long as i have until the next apocalypse.

37. When the Eligius ship lands what do you do? try and blow them up while they sleep or sumn? or idk. if i was alone, maybe just better to make friends.

38. Favorite Eligius character? Least favorite? diyoza+, mccreary-.

39. Would you Spacewalk? i would probably? i’d be terrified but what a way to go?

40. Would you prefer to eat Windshield Bugs, Space Algae, or Bunker Meat? ive accidentally gotten bugs in my mouth before and like i said im not eating humans, so -- space algae.

41. Would you start a war for the last spot of green on earth? What would your solution be to avoid it? war didn’t help anyone. in the end, no one got to live on earth. i’d try and compromise i guess. or once they trust me, try and kill the eligius ppl in their sleep anyway.

42. Would you rather dig out flesh-eating worms or stick thumb drives into bullet holes? stick the thumb drives into bullet holes. i have fear of ‘alive’ things being in or on the human body. 

43. Are you willing to poison your sister for the Traitor Who You Love? What would you do to stop Octavia? for clarke? yeah. if she was as loco as octavia, definitely. or i’d kidnap her and say she killed me.

44. Would you go to sleep in cryo or stay awake like Marper? sleep, definitely.

45. Who are you waking up first to explore the new planet? bellamy, clarke, raven, emori, shaw, murphy, jordan and since somebody usually dies on these explorations, i’d allow echo to come.

[morriggan]

kh3 comes out in a week (!!!!!) and i have some kh hottakes and kh3 predictions/wishes bc im emotional and ive been playing this series since i was 5 years old lmfao but feel free to chat w me about them!!!!!!!

i love xion just as much as the next person but why would they waste the BEST character theme and battle music on this tiny tiny character that showed up for 5 seconds compared to the series in total lol. 

if they dont confirm that riku and sora love each other as more than friends (even if they dont end up like, together) then im lowkey callin queerbaiting. is that a stretch? idk

i really want for the end of kh3 that some characters dont go home, and at least three of them stay back (rebuild the land of departures?) and become fulltime masters and take on kids to train

i want sora to GO HOME AND STAY HOME (for a while at least) at the end

i want kh3 to be the last real game (they can make spinoffs all they want idc but they should End It for good here)

i know this is the end of the xehanort saga but according to nomura, he said kh3 isnt the last of soras story but like..... why not. it should be tbh

kh would be more accessible if they just modeled it more after ff i think. it doesnt need to be dark or mature or anything but if they handled the crossover thing better i think a lot more people would be down for this series (even w the complicated plot)

speaking of, they have to clear up a million plot holes in kh3. was sora the only chosen one and then the keyblade just required more people later on? never explained. how can roxas be “saved” when sora is alive? makes no sense, based on everything dictated in kh2 and days

mickey should not be one of the 7. his role shouldve stayed super limited and mysterious like it was in kh1. his inclusion as a major character in kh2 and onward is..... awful lol. 

they shouldve introduced a new original character as one of the 7 and tied in khux at the same time (we know time travel is do-able bc idk young nort was able to do that)

i fully know this would make the plot more wild but if we tie in an original character from daybreak town, it would come full circle and make khux like, idk, worth it

i want the FORETELLERS TO COME BACK AND BE IMPORTANT TO KH3

also i need an explanation for why larxene and marluxia cant wield keyblades when they are nobodies of keyblade wielders..... like thats why roxas was unique right so... why squeenix

overall i think khux was a huge mistake but its so fun to play that i almost dont care anymore lmfao

aqua better be saved or im throwing the whole game in the trash lol

AQUA KAIRI BONDING MOMENTS TOO OH MY GOD

i want many more cutscenes explaining all the drama happening between ansem the wise and xehanort and the other apprentices. what was the lead up to xehanort going from seeing AtW as a father figure to then betraying him and stealing his research and identity? like throw me a bone here that shits interesting!!!!

pls no more drive form grinding for upgrades just to reach treasures and collectables (see: kh2.5 and the stickers, and the cavern of remembrance)

let me be clear, i love hidden dungeons that are challenging. just let me rely on leveling my base stats over relying on my drive form upgrades and abilities to finish these dungeons

mad that everyone got cool new outfits (except kairi sweet girl im so sorry they made u look younger than u did in the first game i hate it. u deserved better baby) but lea. lea is still in the black org coat and there better be an explanation for that at the very least (or they just did trailers w him in the black coat and he does get an outfit that they didnt want to spoil??? i highly doubt this but i can hope)

i caved in and watched the leaked kh3 intro and a few things: 1) it really doesnt spoil that much and if u want to watch it but ur scared, literally dont be its fine. 2) its good, but squeenix has REALLY lost its touch w intro movies nowadays. they cram every second w symbolism and they dont take their time to just.... show us something good. like i couldnt blink at all during this intro lmfao. its a little annoying but despite all that, its alright. 3) the first minute of face my fears is CHILLING, WIG-SNATCHING, LIKE UTADA IS A LYRICAL AND MUSICAL GENIUS, but then the rest of the song is objectively awful im sorry its true and im gonna say it

last hot take: i usually hate remasters and re-releases, but im glad squeenix released all the kh games on one platform eventually. that being said, kh1.5 and kh2.5 dont have shit on the original ps2 titles. i completely realize i sound like a bitter old man but i dont care, the original numbered titles are better on ps2.

[todokanai-suishou]

Excerpt of a fic I didn’t know I still had

Vanilla Twilight - an excerpt of what used to be a ceo!JJK AU fanfic written at three AM somewhen in november. I don’t know why I didn’t choose names.

Neither do I know why I’m posting this. Good Night. WC: 2,4k

„As many times as I blink I'll think of You tonight“

It's been what? Three months now? Yeah, it must have been about three months since she told him „I don't want to see you again.“ Three Months since the love of his way too young life just stumbled out of it completely, three months since he's been drowning himself in work,

and yet, only two days since his father told him not to.“You need a break“ he said. „You'll die before you reach my age if you keep overworking like that.“ „Take a leave for the next week or so, the company won't go down in flames because you're missing for a few days.“

But yet it felt like the company was the only thing that held him together anymore. It may have been unhealthy to work that much, but sitting on his rooftop right now and starring at the sun that was setting wasn't any better. The company might not have missed him, but he missed her and if he was wide awake like that, from the lack of work or excercise to keep him from falling asleep as soon as he even saw a bed, it was worse.

There was nothing to distract him now. No means to make up for what he had done and no reason to not think of her this very second

on this very day, that once was so special to them both.

A tear ran down his face as he gripped the magnetic bracelets tighter with his left hand. Two years had passed since he's got his.

„If my heart was a house, you'd be home.“ they'd say. The compasses reacting to each other wildly, needles swinging left to right beneath the glass as the bracelets were pressed together.

At one point, after she left hers at his place that night, he stopped wearing his. Though for the time being, he still looked into the little flowery treasure chest in his closet to see if hers was still with his, Hoping she'd secretly somehow come to sneak in and steal it like she did his heart three years ago, or that it was all a bad dream and he woke up with her next to him like they did on every trip, or back somewhen two and a half years ago when she fell asleep in his apartment after watching some movie he didn't want to watch in first place. He still hoped, wished, dreamed he could go back to that.

And every time it was devastating. It was devastating to see her bracelet next to his, lying there and just pointing at the other as theirs would if they were within a few metres.

But she wasn't. And he had no idea where the hell she was. And it killed him. It killed him when he told her she'd never change, that he made her say good bye instead of letting her into his apartment, when he was the only one she trusted with her deepest thoughts, the only one she felt whole around and when she was the only one he ever really loved that loudly, and he didn't tell her until she walked out of his life,her still saying „I'm sorry“. When, to him, he was always the one that should be saying sorry for the things he said and did that night.

Or maybe they shouldve both just said sorry, talked it out.

He sighed „no.“ She made it clear that she didn't want to talk. She didn't want him to apologize, or at least not accept it. Letting her pride led by the pain get in the way ...and that was just what it was.

He created a hole in both their hearts and for a second he contemplated just throwing both of these bracelets down the 24th floor into the rose planted and flower filled garden, so he wouldn't find them even if he tried - and They could fall anywhere.

Another sigh from him as he clenched his hand tighter around the bracelets, holding them up as though he was ready to throw them as soon as the sun would have fully set.

But he didn't. He couldn't.

He just got flashbacks of that night when she gave it to him.

„I swear to god if you ever lose or break yours, or if I see another person with it, I'll kill you.“ she'd say smiling, but he fully knew she meant it. „There's only two of them“ „They were custom made.“ They were his blessing and now his curse. He looked up into the sky, somehow trying not to cry while it seemed like the same full moon from back then came to taunt him now, laughing at him with „Tsuki No Usagi“ laughing along at how pathetic he was.

But he cried. He cried a lot, clutching both of these bracelets over his heart. He couldn't do anything to them. He knew he wouldn't.

Except for the smell of her perfume on the couch pillow she prefered to lean her head on and hug, they were the only thing of hers that was still with him and he thought that maybe, just maybe...

in another universe he'd still be with her, with these bracelets.

And maybe in this world one day, he'll get her back, give her the bracelets and somehow everything goes back to normal. Despite the trust being broken, the wishful thinking didn't stop. A sillouette to build him up again.

However when  he cried his last, he didn't mean to get up. Something drew him to the stars that night. All he got was a blanket before tiredly making his way back up just to continue whatever he meant to do.

He fell asleep a few hours after getting the blanket she gave him, on the roof that night, in between looking up at the stars, looking up at the constellations trying to find the ones she tried to show him before. Failing miserably, like tonight, two years ago, and almost laughing through the tears he shed, at how she showed him a million times and he still couldn't figure out all that astrology stuff, or how they worked, and so “well”.

All he knew was that looking for even the slightest signs of stars and constellations in the sky, brought him a little closer to her.

Maybe she'd be looking up tonight too, probably in a different timezone, to a different time, he didn't know.

But what the did know was that for a second, while actually finding the little bear, he was happy. „I did it,love, I did it.“ For the first time in forever while thinking about her, he actually smiled.

It was a weird feeling of, not quiet feeling content, but better, a little less sad. Maybe he'd always spend like three hours just ripping strands of his black hair out while trying to find anything in the sky. Texting you like he did that night.

“And love, you won't see it, but, I did it. I found one of the constellations, I bet you'd be so proud now. I'm still lost though. I wish you were here with me. To tell me about all of them. And your days. And you and what I missed And see your probably already new hair do and hear you laugh and rant about your literature professor. I just want to see you. Hear you. Happy. And mostly I want to give you your bracelet. I can't even remember which one was yours though. Please remind me.”

A lie. He knew exactly her bracelet had a little slit on one of the wooden pearls, as he accidentally lost track of the knife while cooking. He was apologizing so many times that night while she yelled about him almost chopping her arm off and he almost had to laugh again. She raged that night, but eventually they'd laugh about it later on.

„JK, I'd never forget“ he wrote below a photo he sent. Him wearing his bracelet for once while looking at how the compasses searched for each other. Knowing well the photo wouldn’t reach her though. That she still had him blocked, yet...

Wondering if one day she'd search for him again. Knowing she'd be the only one who could find him instantly.

„Good Night, flower girl.

I Really Miss you terribly“

„Sincerely, me“ he typed, deleted „yours tru-“ deleted.

„- The dumb ass that almost chopped your arm off about 16 months ago.“

If she could read it, she'd no doubt, be laughing but for now he'd hoped someone else would make her laugh the way he used to.

That she could focus on her studies and not the loss of him and the few grams she no longer carried around with her.

He wished her to be as happy as he can't be right now, as happy as she can be and with other, possibly better people, who would treat her well. Also that she got better at smash bros and mario cart so people wouldn't laugh at her being terribly bad again.

„Maybe I should also take on drawing lessons“ he whispered before tiredly closing his eyes „but I guess if she ever found out, she'd be the one to almost cut my arm off“

slight reminders of her telling him the only thing she was really good at was drawing and how she showed him and he really didn't figure out how anything worked at all flashed in his mind as he calmed.

„I'll teach you“ and only she could.

Well, technically she couldn't. He was a hopeless case and they both knew. Clowns. Clowns in love, for she loved him as much as he loved her, but the words always stayed unsaid. She'd make an impression that she did the night he ruined her, but he was too far gone.

Never from her mind though. He was still what she'd draw on the weekend when she was not in the mood for her theses or working. He. Though painful, was still her healing in some kind of way.

„You're working on that again?“ Her new dorm mate said as she sketched his face from memory. They had a different model in the art class she enrolled in right now but the face portraits still always went back to him. Much like the pictures where someone posed with scrunched up noses or peace signs.

She really didn't mind it though, for some reason, unless she found the initial sketch of their bracelets, drawing him was therapeutic, falling asleep on those pictures was therapeutic.

And her just getting a hick up as she started sketching reminded her „If you get the hick-ups, someone's thinking about you. My mom used to say that.“ She laughed back when she told him one night at one of their week-end trips, half drunk and laughing. Him responding with „Yeah, or someone talks badly about you, my three times divorced and landlord-hated aunt said. She had a hick-up problem.“

More laughter to the backround noise of „if my heart was a house” followed by slurred lines of „sugar we're going down“ and „american idiot.“

She chuckled quietly. „Oh shut up, I want to sleep“ her roommate exclaimed. It wasn't that late though, was it?.

Seven pm, still early, the sun not yet setting. Yet, with the full moon above, she couldn't wait for the sunset, night fall.

She stared at her phone. „Approximately 15 Minutes till the sun starts setting and you usually can't fall asleep until it's getting cotton candy skied, what's wrong this time?“ a chuckle escaped her mouth.

„Bad break up.“ the other girl murmured. „That's the 4th time in 15 days. I think you should get a new guy.“ - „That's also the third in  a month. Love just doesn't work for me, believe me.“

„It will.“ The artist said. „Even if the person you think you'll end up with isn't the one, one day, with the right person, it all will.“

She didn't realize tears were falling on her piece of paper as she switched to his contact on her phone, contemplated unblocking him, but eventually she didn't.

It would be better this way. She said good bye and it was irreversible. It always was irreversible for her. Gripping her empty wrist and letting go of the pen for a while she smiled through the tears and said, in a cheerful yet shaky voice.

“Even if it wasn't him, one day, there's someone who won't leave, who you won't leave. One day, I promise.“

Not knowing if it was to reassure her friend, or herself and not realizing she held her breath, until she felt two arms and a blanket wrap around her signaling that „everything will be okay, precious, everything will be okay“

and for once, even without her telling the context of the story no one really knew about, she started to let down her walls and cry to let out the emotions all the parting had led her to.

Even if her friend didn't know or understand her infatuation with Jeons son. She just held her as though the fragile soul, whining loudly like a child that fell and came running with a bleeding knee, would break if she wasn't there to give her the warmth she deserved and obviously needed in that very second.

„You know, I miss him so much.“ a little inaudible whisper said and her friend didn't understand what she meant, but „shhh, shhh, it gets better.“ Came from her until her roommate fell into a deep slumber.

All she saw was the name on the display that wouldn't go off. The display picture looking quite familiar.

Name saying „Jeon Jeon Jeon“ and the caring one wondered if the girl had been catfished and dreams crushed by that person on screen, and if that was exactly why she blocked that number. Ideas about unblocking him and investigating filling her head but then again, as much as she wanted to. She couldn't just meddle in a broken hearts story, especially not her friends.

So she kept her theoretic, tangled and still curious thoughts, knowing they'd stay just that - and left the blanket above the girl that was fast asleep, closing the book with the drawing of the Jeon boy and replacing it with a pillow to slobber on, instead of the art she created.

„Good Night, lovely“ she said as she went outside to take snapshots of the sky, making sure to get her friends beloved constellations on camera, as the sleeping beauty usually did herself. Sneaking in trying not to wake the other up again.

„Good Night, dumbass“ the artist almost fully asleep whispered as her friend said good night the way he did. Some things wouldn't fade and her roommates complaints the next morning, for insulting her, though accidentally, would be surely be one of those.  

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It’s 3am and I have no idea why I’m posting this. 

The Idea Of “Vanilla Twilight” is part of a ceo!Jungkook fanfiction I never posted because I usually don’t post my writing for..uh...reasons. 

“If my heart was a house -” fanfiction was created on national novel writing month and is a full on trainwreck that might never be finished. The Name as Well as reasons for the writing & inspiration for the bracelet design is lowkey because “if my heart was a house, you’d be home” by Owl City was kind of their Song since they first met and they do be soulmates so... >-<

Said magnetic bracelets stam from the line “if my heart was a compass you’d be north” and basically have magnets pulling “needles” towards eachother whenever they’re close. (They’re custom made, which is why they’re that special to OC & him. Also expensive as hell and she’s a poor lit/art student.) It was partially brought up by OC in a former chapter after they lost eachother at a fully crowded market and didn’t find eachother again for about two hours despite being like 2 minutes away from eachother the whole time. 

I don’t even know why I’m writing this it’s three AM lord help. Good Night. 

[ekansbautista]

Should I stop the pain Im feeling now

Should I say enough and rid everything

Should I be quiet and never let it all out

Yes I should be quiet

Yes i should not cause pain to others

I always blame someone

I always point my finger

Never realizing

That all the pains Im feeling

Was from an empty shell of life

And empty wooden board

And empty figurine

And empty piles of washing machine

That all my dirty clothes shouldve been

But i think its time to reset the clock

To start locking all those dirty clothes in the cabinet

Where no one could see them

Where no one could hear them

Where no one could destroy it

Where no one could

No one could

I couldnt even finish

Why?

Why!

Is it me?

Yes i think it is

Its my decision to shut it out

So no more chilly paper

Or nailes getting pounded on a wooden board of others

To be relieve that it will do good

For others of course

And a little bit of me

If others are good

I am good

I will try

And try

To keep it on a balance

To keep it steady

To keep it in a wheel

In a circle

Keep repeating what im doing

And I may end this game with a high score

Teardrops fall but never do

Angers blurt but never do

Pain will be spoken but never do

Because if I do

The person will get hurt

I need to stop being me

I need to start being someone else

Someone who they could accept

Someone who understands

Because I dont

Someone who think before speaking

Because I dont

Someone who is smart

Because Im not

I need to control

And just stop being me for awhile

And let it out to someone else

Who will have the ears

The heart

The body

The eyes

Everything that other people dont have to

That is my fate

And taking another course will be a dangerous path

Darkness

Pain

Darkness

In a black hole

Underwater

Six feet under

Where no could hear me

And one should hear me

Because I cause pain when I speak

And thats the end of it

[jaron360]

All the odd

already answered 5, 15, and 25 over here

okay so with the last ask i had a song by aviators and tanuki as well as another artist for each answer, but im gonna be omitting tanuki this time both because it wont take as long and because they dont really have enough songs for all this.

still putting it all under a read more though lol cause its still rly long

1:A song you like with a color in the title

Aviators - Black Holes: really catchy song with great harmonies that are fun to sing and also the song that made me fall in love with the major VI root chord

Owl City - Vanilla Twilight: im considering vanilla a color idk if it actually is supposed to be in this case or not but anyway this is a really sweet song and i like it a lot

3:A song that reminds you of summertime

Aviators - Fantasy: i mean the song doesnt actually really have anything to do with summer and is actually rly sad but just the way it sounds feels like a summer song

A Day To Remember - Another Song About The Weekend: linking the acoustic version because its better. again nothing really to do with summer but just the sound and it reminds me of like road trips for some reason

7:A song to drive to

just like??? listen to a song u like? idk i dont rly get what a driving song is. initial d soundtracks idfk

9:A song that makes you happy

Aviators - Red: again linking the acoustic version because its better lol. just a really uplifting song about supporting each other and spreading love

Miike Snow - Genghis Khan: this is just that good gay shit. super catchy and i love it

11:A song that you never get tired of

Aviators - Meet You At The End: really emotional and catchy and also the reference to his old song Friendship during the bridge was a big wow moment for me when i first heard it lmao you shouldve seen me

Daft Punk - Harder Better Faster Stronger: really all i can say is that i could listen to it all day. just great melodies and a great beat and everything

13:One of your favorite 80’s songs

aviators didnt exist in the 80s lmao

Queen - Who Wants To Live Forever: such a damn beautiful and moving song i love it so much

17:A song that would sing a duet with on karaoke

Aviators - I Could Believe You: about a person haunted by the ghost of their abusive partner. that second verse is just so fun to sing and singing this whole song with someone would be a great time

and i cant for the life of me think of another one lmao sorry. something from a musical or something

19:A song that makes you think about life

Aviators - Waiting Games: a song thats basically like “life sucks and at this point im really just waiting for death.” yeah,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Tanuki - Mercy: didnt say i wasnt gonna include any tanuki songs heh. really poetic and thought provoking song about depression

21:A favorite song with a person’s name in the title

yeah so uh avi hasnt written a song with a name in the title

also ive never really cared for any songs that have names in the title that i can think of (other than genghis khan but i already listed that one)

23:A song that you think everybody should listen to

Aviators - The Far Side: just some real great synthwave. also a really cool premise if you read the description. awesome vocal melodies especially in the chorus. just so many good things to say about this song

Muse - Uprising: even though muse has other pieces i love more, everyone should listen to this song because REVOLUTION

27:A song that breaks your heart

Aviators - This Is Not The End: particularly when that alternate chorus hits toward the end. the songs about a brother who loses his sister to cancer

Linkin Park - Breaking The Habit: (warning that the video has some pretty disturbing imagery) this is probably my favorite linkin park song and its just really heart wrenching

29:A song that you remember from your childhood

i guess i started listening to aviators in middle school which is technically childhood but im still not gonna count it

Green Day - Holiday: i remember hearing this song on the car radio all the time as a kid. always loved it and now im old enough to understand what it actually means and really appreciate it

i love talking about and sharing music so thank u!