#we gotta love a woman with a vengeance

[theobscuredigit]

arcane season 2 screenshots - PART 5

caitlyn kiramman…

[starry-bite]

live episode reaction: "save the children" (cme 17x10)

ooh time for another formative trauma for my girl

i’m not emotional about dave and tara, you are

the wheelchairs would be so funny in another context

i love how their mission totally changes focus when em’s gone like fuck the strat we’ve gotta find emily

voit you’re so annoying i don’t want to fucking see or listen to you anymore

emily being the center of everything. conspiracy girlies just like me for real.

oh honey her list of kidnappings - cyrus 2008, doyle 2011, lewis 2017 (+bailey 2024)

ooh projector time

“you know, the first time i was out in the field i threw up.” “really?” “no. i was just trying to make you feel better.” I LOVE HER one thing about emily is she will extend such care even to this fuckin guy

paget brewster is about to deliver an incredible episode all while sitting down and i can’t wait

“you’re an only child, right? you scream only child.”

YOU HAVE A SISTER???? (i can’t decide if this is ridiculous and fucked up retroactive writer shit or if hiding a sibling from her colleagues for ~20 years is a deeply emily thing to do. or a secret third thing: spycraft lying to bailey about having a sibling so he’d be at ease/trust her/tell her more about his brother.)

oh secret siblings plotline my beloathed (interesting tie-in in this particular case it just Always rubs me the wrong way)

WAIT WAIT it's “i’m floating the idea of an eviler twin.”

“if we lose prentiss because of this, no classification in the world is gonna save you.” / “i’m not threatening your career, ray.” FUCK HIM UP ROSSI i for one would love these old men to fight

i know this is far from revelatory but god i fuckin hate madison he sucks. like. so much.

rebecca. wilson. you. rock.

“i agree, but this is emily.” full argument from ms. jareau, she said emily is a complete sentence

this brother thing is. just. so dumb.

“goddammit, i bit through my tongue.” this woman

“YOUR BOYFRIEND’S DEAD BECAUSE YOU SHOT HIM, BABE, AND YOU KILLED HIM FOR NO REASON.” EMILY PRENTISS THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE

ughh don’t call her jenny

“our special time in the cells” god and the grounding thing with her necklace this sucks so much i’m sorry jj

the way tyler is so quickly ride or die for emily this guys gets it

“and if i say no?” “voit doesn’t go, and emily dies.” oh dave

“not just the spirit but the letter of the law.” “really? you’re telling me this?” “i know. that’s why i’m not going.”

PG ABOUT TO POP OFF SHE GAVE TYLER HER GLASSES KILL HIM GARCIE I GOT YOUR FLOWER

hey baby girl wtf was that?

AWWWW CHOCOLATE THUNDER MORGAN MENTION! AFTER ALL THIS TIME? ALWAYS!

YES JJ GETS HER CONFRONTATION i do wish she had any kind of support ever though. go jj being able to handle things but you shouldn’t have to (alone).

RUINED THIS MAN’S WHOLE CAREER GOOD JOB BABY

“he had a drive that… i used to have it.” tear my entire heart open why don’t you (this is a surprise tool that will help us later, i.e. come up with a vengeance next season)

the way emily sat up straight to die, believing so completely that jade was going to kill her and she was like ‘alright, let’s go. stand and face it bravely.’

catholic guilt emily goes hard as always

the thing that really shakes her is the idea of her team in danger. the way she would die in a heartbeat to save them. you don’t get it.

“do you know that feeling when you’re staring up at the ceiling and you’re thinking, what if it’s all bullshit? maybe it’s after a preacher’s sermon or your dad yelling at you or–” “or some man is done holding you down.” “so you know.” “i do.” “so you know that– that the only way to make it through is to just. buy all the bullshit. because the alternative is way too fucking hard.” / “we need you to tell us your truth.” “will you listen to me this time?” “yes. we will.”

yeah so i’m gonna be thinking about emily saying ‘or some man is done holding you down.’ for the rest of ever 

also about emily buying all the (bureau) bullshit, the grand mission, not a higher power but a higher purpose, a reason for her suffering, holding her faith in the system like religion (you can take the girl out of the catholic church etc)

i hate that we spent so much of the season finale getting cozy with a character we’d never met and weren’t meant to care about further than we could throw him and took the time for a long arrest montage sequence (and the gang standing around looking goofy af) and yet there was no time for a team reunion scene???? DumB

“not when your valor depends on my discretion.” emily prentiss you are INcredIBLE

emily ‘i will do the right thing if it kills me’ prentiss (phrase functions as threat, promise, devotion, degradation, and request all at once btw)

she is just. so catholic.

QUANTEECO CALLBACK KIRSTENNNNNN

“i’m omnipresent” i love her

hooray you’re alive cake nope i’m dead this is the funniest possible choice

“so you were so high you couldn’t get off the couch?” “i thought i was dying. i have never been that high–ever. now, emily on the other hand…” “every time i think i know her, she surprises me with another secret.” LIKE A SECRET SISTER??? (also what an insane way to trivialize their deep connective moments in that episode. and does make me think even more about how jj probably would not have said anything like what she said if she hadn't been high off her ass.)

rebecca’s hair is bad here i’m sorry

“we decided we’re more miserable apart than together.” god they love to have sapphics together AROUND a season, never during one. because they hate us. (i say this in a joking way.) 

(but do i though?)

“she’s schwarzenegger, i’m devito.” i hate this. hate crimes.

“why are you saying his name in my personal lair?” pen calling her home a lair i love you penelope garcia

the long history of emily not fucking being at team things i know she’s gonna swing in at the end but BRUH

also GIVE HER A MOMENT TO EMOTIONALLY REFLECT YOU COWARDS the cock of plot is so far down my throat like bro EASE UP let these bitches have some emotional depth. as a treat. state mandated. the state is me.

writers are you absolutely shitting my dick no addressing emily’s trauma with the team??? like at fucking all??????? wait a minute. this is the bad place! (i know they’re gonna deal with it next season like they did with the rossi shit, it’s classic cross-season rollover biz but also WHAT THE HELL)

[bunisher]

frank castle, grief, corruption, choice, and the mess that is the punisher season 2

been having some thoughts, and in my opinion, the worst part about the punisher season 2 is that season 1 ends with this:

“You know as long as I was at war, I didn’t really think about what when it was over. I think that might the hardest part. The silence. The silence when the gunfire ends. How do you live in that? I guess that’s what you try to figure out, huh? That’s what you guys are doin’. You’re working on it. I respect that. I just… um… But when you’re gonna look at yourself, truly look in the mirror, you gotta—yeah, you gotta admit who you are, but not just to yourself, you gotta admit to everybody else. First time in long as I can remember, I don’t have a war to fight. I guess, if I’m gonna be honest, I just… I’m scared.”

….. and then they do absolutely nothing with it in season 2.

no, seriously, they do absolutely nothing with frank castle and his fear of sitting with the fact that he is alone, a widow, a childless father, with a new name and an entire life ahead of him. and i’m going to rant about it.

we leave S1 in group therapy. we pick up across the country, in michigan, in S2. he hooks up with a woman named beth while wearing his wedding ring on a chain next to his heart and getting ridden, playing house with her kid the next morning, and we as an audience are led to believe that frank castle, a man who daredevil rightly clocked a year ago as being unable to grieve, is able to do this with having no little to no difficult feelings. how much time has passed? not even two years. and then, while he is sitting at the bar, he finds another war to fight. as the season progresses he just decides after saying the above that this is who he is and who he has always been. he kills his ex best friend who could’ve helped him prevent everything and ships off the teenage girl he spent an entire season bonding with. he loses his one remaining friend and in the end, we see him tell madani that he’s already busy with his own stuff, and during none of that besides his talk with maria’s headstone does he reflect, despite them being his motivation for everything in S1.

except… he was thinking about after, and how he didn’t know how to have after. he was looking at himself in the mirror and fully admitting his fear to everyone. so what happened? frank was doing everything except trying to sitting in the grief, sit in the shit, and the silence. even him traveling is him doing something to distract himself, an act of avoidance, but it only serves as a plot device so that something else happens to him and he has to react. he’s just in the wrong place at the right time. the role of the punisher is again thrust upon him.

let me explain why i really feel this is due to the inability to write grief and why TPS2’s bad story and writing is a side effect of it. in every “superhero” movie in the mcu, death is simply a motivator for something, and they do it again in punisher season 2 after leaving us with the uncomfortableness that is the reality that vengeance will not solve grief. but instead of sitting with it, we have another death that desensitizes us as the audience once again and is used as a plot device. that’s literally how his and amy’s dynamic is introduced. he just reacts to everything around him, and yeah he could choose to not help, but he doesn’t. and as much as i love some gratuitous violence with punisher, damn would it have been to good to not just having something happening in his vicinity that causes him to react. to instead see the conscious choice of frank actively choosing to use his grief as something to continue his war until that’s all that he is, until it’s not even about his grief anymore.

his family’s death in the comics is framed as a tragedy even that just happens, and frank’s decision is to ignore the process of grieving, not go to the cops, and take matters into his own hands. by the time we meet frank in his first appearance, he isn’t even named. he is only known as punisher. the nmcu changes his origin into something that he has direct ties to, and similar but completely different to the comics, he ultimately, probably, could not have prevented their deaths because he didn’t have power or knowledge. it was him vs not only his former second family of the marines, but also the cia and elected officials such as reyes. yet, frank is the one who feels guilty and responsible, as if he could’ve prevented it, and we see this though his nightmares that people hate. to him, by just existing and his family choosing to love him, he feels he killed them. this is his own issue. he feels guilty for surviving when they did not, and chooses to stay alive in order to seek his revenge. this is the choice that leads him to cross paths with daredevil.

however, the context of the series in punisher season 1 also tries to go against the fact that it is not his fault and say that it actually is his fault, because frank is an unreliable narrator, and despite him being under the impression that what he was doing was completely legal and approved, he was somehow in the wrong and deserved to be punished for what an entire squad of people participated in. he even asked if it was and was lied to. and since he couldn’t have been behind the video because he was who pulled the trigger, the entire season drives into him taking accountability for what he perceives as his fault for his family’s deaths, and then because it wasn’t actually his fault, the government rewards him out of both fear and apology. and then what? we have no clue other than madani quitting and joining the cia with a chip on her shoulder because the report was changed so they could be protected. however, she still chooses to work for this system and uses her power in order to try and recruit frank, which he rejects because he does not want to do the pointing and shooting for someone else under orders like he did in operation cerberus and in war.

this is part of the problem. they don’t go into that and then proceed to refuse to go into grief or talk about who frank is besides that. the fatal flaw i believe mcu makes is that when they go with the idea of corruption, they also then proceed to place the issue onto individual characters. with DD S2&S3, we see that the ones who need to be put in prison are the ones enforcing it and getting away with crimes. schoonover is the blacksmith, reyes tried to kill frank in order to cover up her mistake, fisk uses the law to his advantage by manipulating people and holding leverage, by using his money as power. in TP S1 it is agent orange, who is revealed to be a part of the cia and comes from old money dating back to the first colonies in the usa, and he was funding cerberus with drugs, slipping right under homesec’s nose and when threatened with exposure, attempting to kill everyone to maintain his power. and while this theme of money and corruption is a good one, they fail to acknowledge that other characters like fisk or rawlins exist, and we as an audience have no idea about them simply because they’re not tied to our protagonists. just like reyes or the fbi agents or rawlins are tied to them, they are also characters that existed prior, and there are characters similar to them that exist after with no ties to them, or very loose ones that are still corrupt.

going back further, we see this with roxxon corp in daredevil S1. the old man with cancer who is fighting against the NDA who was being sued by the company because he shared information with his oncologist, and foggy is the one who suggests, “well he broke the contractual agreement.” matt on the other hand states that it isn’t okay, that maybe what the law says isn’t always right, that maybe they’re not fighting for the right side. but again there is this idea that it’s an individual problem instead of a systemic issue, and while they hold up a glaring light to it, ultimately the writers don’t really go into it. matt and foggy leave their old firm and then later matt and elektra fight the hand, killing the leaders, more individual characters.

and they do the same thing in TP, but worse because of how S2 is written as a follow-up. they ignore the corruption and ignore the grief. it would’ve been interesting to see a punisher who chooses to eliminate corruption like what was done to him in his fashion, aka, with a lot of murder. it would’ve been an interesting story for the first episode to show a frank castle who acknowledges his grief, acknowledges the silence, and basically says without saying that he can’t do that, that he’s making the choice to actively seek things out because he can’t handle the silence, because he is terrified of it. this would allow us as an audience get to see the lack of justification to others, that it’s wrong, that he is unleashing a war, but he justifies it because he nothing else to live for, and believes what he is doing is right since nobody else will and he has nothing else to lose. and it is, above all else, his choice to fight a war for innocent people that the law does not help.

we see in daredevil s2 that there are people who he effects (the boy who cries about his dad in the courtroom) and that not only does frank care about the impact he leaves to innocents, he does care about the lives of them as well. we see this TPS2 when he thinks he’s killed children, when he prioritizes saving the teen couple over killing billy at the carousel. these are morals that define what he does and serve as motivation for who his targets are, and they should be important. frank is a character in the comics that only maintains rapport with heroes because he cares about innocent people. he does not kill without reason. that’s how he maintains his status as an antihero. otherwise he wouldn’t be allowed to do what he does, he would be locked away by shield or the avengers or killed.

we see in certain issues that he goes after corrupt cops, politicians, high up enemies that think they’re safe because of money and power. nmcu tries to do this and then ends the series by killing gang members at the end of s2 after a whole story about corruption that couldn’t be solved any other way besides murder that was hidden by the govt. he started off killing the irish gang members and then ended with killing…? yeah. it only to put him back to where he started in s2 of daredevil. that’s right.

in my opinion, it falls flat because the whole thing ignores not only the source material (did y’all know amy is mentally disabled and her dad is a cop in the comics?) but also ignores what they did prior. all in order to lead to an underwhelming ending that could’ve left him in the same place as he was in season 1 if he had chose to keep going with his war. all of this is only part of the reason why the entirety of s2 doesn’t feel the same as s1. and it might be part of the reason frank sometimes hardly even feels like who we meet in that pawn shop in s2 of daredevil at times (ie: many people have pointed out him leaving That Guy in S2 was ooc and them going there was fairly pointless filler). we don’t have any character development or growth, and instead of him choosing to continue his cycle, he is more of a passive character besides his choice to go after people following the inciting incident. things happen and he reacts. he does not have an impact on the city at large or really outside of the people who are tied directly to him, situationally or by others. he does not become the lone wolf that he is foreshadowed to be after leaving micro and his family, he takes in amy for the entirety of the season, accepts curtis’ help despite it being reluctantly, and the only way his downward spiral is viewed is as someone who he has always been. he’s justified in his hunt for billy because it’s personal and frank’s mistake is seen as him leaving him alive, so again there’s this angle of guilt and the inability to grieve, but nothing is done. he unceremoniously kills billy and then everything is wrapped up. amy leaves, curtis leaves, frank is alone, and then he becomes all of the things we are supposed to think of him as off screen just so he can be brought back in DDBA.

so why even end that way in S1? why even have S2? idk. all i know is, i started S2 and stopped. i read up on it and know pretty much everything that happens, but it didn’t interest me then and doesn’t now. i worry a bit for how these topics are going to be written moving forward, and honestly i won’t even get into daredevil’s writing issues with grief, but i expect to see some form of loss in DDBA that’s brushed off either at the very end (like with elektra and father lantom) or at the beginning of the show so that there can be some action. because to prove my point, mcu was originally going to lead the show with foggy being killed off, pretending that karen doesn’t exist, and—what?

so, yeah. frank’s choice? that’s only a title of a song. corruption using money? it only matters in these instances and is not a problem in any other context. the law? the definition of good and moral and works for everyone. justice? will always prevail because everyone is equal under the law despite the amount of times we have seen otherwise. death? oh, it has to mean something and/or be a plot device for the protagonist. grief? doesn’t exist and can’t be shown on screen because it’s too real. i think mcu’s problem with this stuff is glaringly obvious in the storyline of punisher S2 despite the good set up of S1. i think it’s hinted towards in daredevil, not super bad in the defenders, but is pretty obvious if you look at mcu collectively. if you don’t believe me, here’s a video essay on catharsis and grief in regards to nwh that inspired this post. go give it some love if u can. it only has 3k views plus a couple hundred likes, but it is wonderfully made and helped put into words some things i wasn’t able to before.

[sungbeam]

BIRD HUNT — four

nonidol!choi line x f!reader

gotham city is a gutter running rampant with the ill, corrupt, and the insane. at times, justice and vengeance must be served by one's own hand... no matter the lengths one must go to do so.

▷ genre, au, etc. bat family au, dc comics inspired, dark, vigilantes au, slow burn, ceo/billionaire au, cat woman!reader, murder mystery au, action, suspense, angst, slow burn-ish?, love square??; choi line inspired by dick grayson (csb), jason todd (cyj), and tim drake (cbg), including bruce wayne for choi minho and damian wayne for nishimura riki, inspired by 2022's The Batman

▷ chapter warnings. swearing, mentions of death and murder, mentions of weaponry, depictions of violence, mentions of corruption, a funeral

▷ word count. 4.5k // taglist: open

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FILE_04 : death brings us together

gotham city.

[eight days since your mother was murdered.]

"Looking for this?"

Soobin's eyes took in the woman before him. You were dressed in all black, form-fitting clothing. Over the upper half of your face and head, you wore a black beanie with eye holes cut out and a cat ear silhouette on top. There was a thigh holster wrapped around your right thigh, and your hand was primed with a can of pepper spray. He had to give you props—simple, but effective. All the while, Beomgyu was still trying to hack out the chemicals from his mouth.

"That's why you wear full face coverings," Yeonjun coughed.

Beomgyu growled. "Shut up."

Soobin held up the thick folder in his hand, eyebrow lifted in your direction while pretending his brothers weren't making a fool of themselves as per usual. "So? Why're you snooping around here?"

"Did you shoot our Mr. Yang in the head?" Yeonjun chuckled, cocking his head to the side. "Bad, bad kitty."

Soobin caught the flash of panic in your eyes, but it was gone as quickly as it came. You felt familiar to him—your stature, the way you carried yourself. He couldn’t label why those aspects were familiar to him yet.

"Give me the file and I'll be on my way," you said. "No harm, no foul."

"All foul!" Beomgyu cleared his throat from behind you. He clutched at his throat, his tongue hanging out of his mouth like a dog. "You are so lucky I still have some morals left. That was rude!"

You rolled your eyes and cast a cursory glance over your shoulder. "Maybe you should carry pepper spray on you, too."

"I like her," Yeonjun said, completely unnecessarily.

Soobin shot him a look that said as much, and Yeonjun shrugged his shoulders as if he was helpless to his own running mouth. "Who are you?" He asked you.

"You first," you fired back.

"Ladies first," was Yeonjun's drawled reply.

Soobin massaged the space between his brows. "Okay, look. We really don't have the time to chit chat all night. So why don't we crack this file open right here—"

In the distance—no, that was right here. Right at this building. Car wheels squealed and engines roared, and Soobin looked to Yeonjun who had his body tipped out of the window and peered down at the street below. His hand reached for one of the pistols in his side holster with a groan. "You've gotta be shitting me."

"What? Who is it?"

Yeonjun grumbled an obscenity under his breath as he assessed the situation below on the street. "The Penguin."

Soobin shook his head. "Fuck this."

"Exactly."

"Ah, Bat Boys!" Trilled the obnoxious mockery of the Penguin's voice. Oswald Cobbletpot, better known by his moniker, the Penguin, was a well known mobster in Gotham, widely recognized as the owner of the Iceberg Lounge and in kahoots with some of the most dangerous and most powerful villains in Gotham. And one of the most annoying pests the vigilantes had ever had the displeasure of dealing with. What the hell was he doing here? "Are you finished chasing tail up there?"

"Chasin' tail—?" Both Yeonjun and Soobin's heads whipped around, but the space where you and Beomgyu had been was now empty. Instead, the office door out into the hallway had been busted open. There was only one way the two of you could have disappeared off to.

The two eldest brothers cursed their younger brother out. "Fuck this," they both groaned.

Beomgyu had just left them both high and dry to deal with the Penguin on their own while he could chase your tail… as if he had a chance of catching it in the first place.

Your heartbeat thundered loudly in your ears as you pressed your body up against the wall of the rafters. There was something so satisfying about hearing the Red Robin's noises of frustrations as he failed to find you in the labyrinth of wood scaffolding in the abandoned building. It was the old construction site of a skyscraper, but the project had been abandoned years ago, the project paused, and no one ever returned to finish it or buy it out. Wasted resources for them, but you had spent so much of your adolescence in this self-proclaimed jungle gym, discovering all of its kinks.

And when the Red Robin finally gave up on finding you on the fifth floor, you slipped out of your hiding place, back onto the shadowy streets. You skipped the well-lit places, quickly making your way across what felt like half the city, back to the Iceberg Lounge.

Part of you was grateful that the Penguin had shown up when he did, but the other half… you didn't know, really. Was it just a coincidence or had your father sent the Penguin out as a precaution? Was it worry or a lack of trust?

There was no real way to find out, you decided, as you were granted entry into the lounge. Because it was the ungodly hours of the morning, the nightclub was in full swing, and you squeezed your way past sweaty, crowded bodies. You had removed your mask while walking up to the door and tucked it into the back of your waistband. By the time you had made it to the elevator, your heart rate had slowed to a more regular speed—and then you remembered that you only had half of what your father had asked for.

He can suck it up, you thought to yourself, the elevator doors sliding open to reveal the entryway to your father’s penthouse suite, classical music floating in the air like an expensive perfume. There was a part of you, however, that worried there was actually something important tucked away in those files. Would you be led to your mother’s killer without it?

Well, there was only one way to find out.

Your father was seated in one of the armchairs with a book propped open in his lap. One leg was crossed over the other, and a glass of amber colored liquid sat on the coffee table next to the chair. He glanced up from his literature, eyes flickering up and down your form. “Where is the file?”

Something about that irked you. You dug the burner out of your thigh holster and tossed it to him. He caught it with one hand. “Back with the vigilantes.”

“Vigilantes?” His eyebrow arched.

You collapsed into the armchair across from him. Your bones and joints were already groaning and aching. Maybe you could just curl up here for the night… getting back across town to your apartment was just far too much effort—shit. You had to feed the cats though. “Yeah,” you said, your head resting against your fist, “how come you didn’t tell me Nightwing, Red Hood, and Red Robin were interested in Yang’s death? A warning would have been nice.”

Your father busied himself with the burner phone in his hands, eyebrows bunching up. “I sent the Penguin,” he quipped, his tone dismissive.

“I could have gotten killed. Or worse, found out.”

“But you didn’t.”

You scoffed. “Of course you would say that—”

His eyes sliced up from the phone screen to you, and you hated the part of you that wanted to shrink under his gaze. You supposed there was a reason why he was called the Capo, and why he had the power he did. It was one of the many reasons your mother never wanted you to have anything to do with him after those initial couple of years. “Your mother’s killer can do much worse to you.”

Your jaw snapped shut.

There was a satisfaction that rolled off him, and it made you shift uncomfortably.

You cleared your throat. “By the way.”

“Hm?”

“The funeral—” When he said nothing in reply, you continued, “I wanted to invite one more person.”

He nodded to you. “Of course, my dear. Who else would you like to invite?”

You exhaled. “Choi Beomgyu.”

Beomgyu had been awake for the entirety of the night. His body sat slumped in the desk chair behind the Bat Cave monitors, head buzzing and turning and working. With the assistance of about three cups of coffee, he had managed to distract himself enough from the fact that he had found you breaking and entering into a murdered man’s office tonight. Well, he supposed it was no longer “tonight," but “last night." Alfred had long since gone to bed after Beomgyu’s repeated insistence that he could take care of himself.

(Truthfully, Alfred never believed any of the Chois when they claimed they could “take care of themselves," but he had grown tired of arguing. He would watch after them and take care of them to the best of his own abilities. He never liked fighting with the Chois, even Minho, the boys’ father. The lot of them were more alike than any of them would like to admit. Alfred noticed much about the Choi family.)

Besides the fact that he had just physically brawled you last night, Beomgyu had been actively engaging his brain by finding out any and everything about you. The last time he’d seen you was the night of his sixteenth birthday, when the day afterwards, he was to move back into the Choi Estate. He never told you, and he never reached out to you again. He suspected you hated him for that—leaving without any explanation. He had grown so fond of you, and when you had said so blankly yesterday that you had been grieving your mother’s death…

A wave of grief and guilt washed over him once again, and he found himself reaching for his cup of coffee.

As he set the mug back down onto the desk, the sound of the elevator carriage and his damned brothers’ voices erupted into the quiet. Quiet gone too soon, he thought to himself as he massaged his temples.

“��evil! You are evil, I tell you! I was having such a good dream—”

Soobin audibly rolled his eyes (Beomgyu had learned that yes, this was, in fact, possible). “For the love of all things holy, shut the fuck up.”

When Beomgyu looked over, he sputtered out a laugh as he watched Soobin practically drag Yeonjun over to the desk by his ear. It was clear that Yeonjun had been forced out of bed from the strands of his dark hair sticking up everywhere and the disgruntled wrinkle in his forehead. Soobin looked slightly better, but only slightly. There was that telltale Choi family set of eye bags beneath his eyes, but his hair was slightly damp as if he had actually gotten up and showered.

Beomgyu subtly sniffed himself. He usually showered after coming home from patrol, but his lack of sleep was making him think he forgot to.

Soobin dumped Yeonjun right next to the desk, and the eldest crumpled to the floor like a sack of potatoes. “Hey! I could have hit my head against the corner, you dickwad!”

Soobin rolled his eyes again, coming by to lean over the arm of the desk chair and smack the manila folder from last night onto the desk, right in front of Beomgyu. He even startled slightly at the sound—coffee definitely didn’t do that for him.

Yeonjun muttered a string of obscenities and complaints under his breath as he crawled to his feet, only to perch himself on the table itself to peer at the unopened file folder. “Are we gonna open that thing or is it gonna keep bein’ a—”

“I think Ln Yn’s the cat woman.”

Soobin and Yeonjun turned to their younger brother, eyes suddenly awake. Beomgyu reached for his cup of coffee and took another sip before confirming, “That cat woman from last night? I’m pretty sure that was Ln Yn.”

“Ln Yn…” Soobin’s voice was barely audible, his eyes glazing over as he pondered that revelation.

Yeonjun waved his hands out in front of him. “Waiwaiwait—you think Catwoman is who? Who the fuck’s Ln Yn?”

Beomgyu leaned forward and pulled up a particular window on the main monitor. He had been doing some digging on you… not that that was creepy or anything (he was fully aware how creepy it sounded, but he swore to God he was just trying to catch up on what you had been up to lately). Your profile appeared before them, a small portrait in the top right hand corner. Notably, he had found this in the Choi Enterprises database.

Apparently, you had applied for a position at the company about a year ago. And upon further digging, Beomgyu had discovered that you had been one of many rejected applicants, but you had somehow fallen into the hands of Lee Sungjae. Someone must have recommended you, but he was working on finding that particular tidbit out, as well as who in the world decided to deny you that position—

Yeonjun squinted at the screen, then a lazy grin appeared on his face. Beomgyu did not like that smile on his brother so early in the morning. “Oh, hey! That’s the girl from the bank!”

Now, Yeonjun was at the center of his brothers’ attention.

He elaborated, flinging a hand at the monitor with your soft-smiling portrait. “I was telling you guys about this girl in the Gotham Bank vault the other week—that one badass chick—well, that’s her. She might also know that I’m the Red Hood—”

That woke Beomgyu up faster than any shot of espresso could. Soobin smacked his palm against his forehead. “Fucking christ, hyung.”

“Relax, it was only ‘cause I let her,” Yeonjun protested, then crossed his arms over his chest.

Soobin opened his mouth, most likely to rip Yeonjun a new one for such an arrogantly stupid mistake when a voice cut him off.

“Master Beomgyu.”

All three heads whirled as Alfred made his way from the elevator carriage and toward them. He seemed to be as put-together as always, hair combed back neatly and dress shirt crisp. Beomgyu had always admired Alfred’s ability to stay so sharp. He definitely couldn’t relate. The object in Alfred’s hand, however, was the point of interest for this morning. It looked like an envelope—wait, it was definitely an envelope. It looked expensive, too. Like that type of shit that the company would use for banquet or gala invites. Stupid 110-pound cardstock or something.

The envelope was placed in Beomgyu’s hands, and he examined the outside very carefully. He wasn’t the biggest fan of social functions, but sometimes they were a necessary evil… the thought died in his head and on his tongue when he read the return address on the back. Ln Yn.

His heart leapt, unmistakably. Why? He didn’t have a clue why.

But he was tearing into the flap a second later while everyone around him waited for a report. The Bat Cave had gone quiet as Beomgyu wrestled the expensive accompanying card out of its confines. Where had you gotten the energy to make invitation cards like this? Why were you inviting people to the funeral in such a fancy, unnecessary form? And why, in Hell’s name, were you inviting him?

Dear God, there was something inside him that awakened when his sleep-deprived eyes roamed over the words, however flowery, inviting him to attend the service of your mother’s memorial. You hadn’t forgotten him after all. And maybe this was a sign that you didn’t hate him.

“—Bro, who’s got him smiling like that?” The spell was broken.

Beomgyu cut Yeonjun a look, and the eldest simply replied with a wolfish smile. Beomgyu said, rereading the contents of the invitation for what felt like the thousandth time, “Yn invited me to her mother’s funeral.”

Soobin placed a hand on the back of the chair and leaned over Beomgyu to take a peek at the words. Beomgyu had this odd feeling that this was not what your handwriting looked like. It was far too… detached. Like a computer-made font kind of script. Not like the scrawl he remembered you had those couple of years ago.

“Well,” Soobin breathed out, “if Yn really is the Catwoman, as you said Gyu… then you need to go to that funeral to confront her.”

Beomgyu snapped the invitation closed and slid it back into the envelope sleeve. “I’m going there to honor her mother. Giving my condolences comes first and foremost.” His eyes shuttered. Fuck, he was praying to a god he didn’t believe in that he was mistaken—but he’d recognized your voice, your posture. That was you under that cat mask. “No matter if she’s the Catwoman.”

“Of course,” Soobin agreed, letting up off the back of the chair. “You’re right.”

“What the hell am I missing here?” Yeonjun piped up. His face was contorted in utter confusion. “Why is Yn even inviting you to the funeral, Gyu?”

“I believe Miss Yn is Master Beomgyu’s… friend from so long ago when he lived in the apartment,” Alfred answered, coughing slightly as he side-eyed Beomgyu with a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

As Alfred made his exit from the underground headquarters, Yeonjun laughed. Beomgyu despised the way his eyebrows wagged suggestively at him. “Ooh, so Yn-ie was the Romeo to your Juliet, hm—”

“Don’t call her Yn-ie, old man,” Beomgyu fired back.

Yeonjun bristled at the bite, much to Soobin’s utter delight. “Whatever.” If there was one sure-fire way to get Yeonjun to shut up, it was by over-exaggerating his age. There were far too many times that he hated being the eldest Choi brother.

A smile danced on Soobin’s lips. “Okay, then that’s settled. Beomgyu’s going to the funeral and we’re pretty certain that Ln Yn is the Catwoman.”

Yeonjun reached down to the bottom drawer of the desk and pulled out that half-eaten bag of potato chips. “Now can we open up the file?”

Soobin nodded his agreement, and reached over Beomgyu’s shoulder to grab the file from the desk. Beomgyu and Yeonjun sat quietly while Soobin propped the file onto his forearm so he could open it up like a massive book. He flipped the cover open, and his head tilted to the side. He blinked—flipped to the next thing.

His skin paled.

His brothers questioned him.

Soobin’s lips parted slightly. “Holy shit… this is an exposé on the Capo.” No one had seen who the Capo was, but everyone felt his existence. He had his dirty fingers in every crevice of Gotham, almost every crevice, at least. It was one of the main reasons why he was still out and about, ruling the city like a kingdom. Despite the fact that very few people knew his true identity, the Capo was on everyone's hit list.

Yeonjun pushed, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means,” Soobin replied, “that there might be enough evidence in my fucking hands to put away the Capo for life.”

Once upon a time, you loved your father.

That had been several years back, when your little teeth were still falling out, and you just barely reached your mother’s stomach. It was when your father had only been the accountant to the Iceberg Lounge, counting up bills and counting out expenses and the like. It was a dull job, but your father had been good at it. Maybe even the best at it.

Your mother loved him, too. She loved that he never asked for more, that he always smiled when she brought you into the office for a surprise visit, that he cared so deeply about you. There was this sparkle in his eyes when he looked upon you, your mother had once told you when she had stopped bringing you to the Lounge to see him. She explained in simple terms that he had changed.

For better or for worse—you just knew if your mother couldn’t stand to see him as he was then, that you wouldn’t be able to stomach it either.

You remembered how he hadn’t even fought to see you again. So you never did. You grew up just fine under your mother’s wing; struggles were constant and persistent, but you and your mother were even more persistent. No matter what befell the two of you, it would be just that—the two of you.

Sometimes you wondered what you might have turned out to be like if your father had fought to see you, to have an influence in your life. Maybe you would have ended up like him: empty, cold, alone.

The buttons on your dress jacket were large, but stubborn. The jacket was pretty with bell sleeves and a flared hem—definitely one of the garments that you had purchased after coming under Lee Sungjae’s employ. You didn’t have a lot, not now and not then, but after landing that secretary job with the Lees… you had only your secret benefactor to thank for recommending you. Lee Sungjae had never told you who it was, but his eyes had been teasing whenever he said that, and you could only guess that it hadn’t been your father.

Lee Sungjae had been a good man, but even good men wanted to succeed.

Unfortunately, you couldn’t wholly blame him for wanting that either.

A fluffy entity snaked its way around your heels and the cuffs of your slacks, the white fur now clinging to the hems. You lacked the energy to even admonish Kiyo for doing such a thing; you had literally just rolled away all the fur with a lint roller five minutes ago. You bent down with a sigh and picked up the mewling ball of fur into your arms so that your entire upper half was now fluffed.

“Time for the funeral, huh, Kiyo?” You murmured to her softly as you made your way out of your bedroom, and down the narrow stairs to the first floor. The rest of the cats were huddled around the food and water bowls. Many of them were unhappy that they couldn’t accompany you to the memorial service, and you had to admit that you wished they could be there, too. They had known your mother far longer than anyone else who had been invited to the service today. Plus, you figured you were way more comfortable speaking and interacting with cats than real people anyway.

You set Kiyo down and she trotted over to the nearest hoard of cuddling cats, and you looked on with a bittersweet smile. You always had this growing family of seven or so strays, but you yourself weren't a cat. You envied how close they had all gotten sometimes, and it baffled you how you were jealous of your own beloved cats. They weren't just pets, after all, but family.

You checked the time on your phone. It was time to go. So you picked up your purse from the bottom stair, slipped into your flats, and headed out the door for the funeral.

You had been careful with the list of people to invite, really. All of them had to be someone you knew, too, which wasn't too difficult since your mother always introduced you to people she was comfortable and close with.

The service had been brief, but as you watched your mother's casket be lowered into the ground, you realized that you would never see her again after this, except in images and dreams and memories. The longer you stared at the casket, the more you determined you hated how polished and expensive it was. You hated that your father had been the one to pay for it instead of you. Hated that he even had a hand in this, like he did everything.

The distinct feeling of eyes on the back of your head had you turning back to meet them. You almost started in surprise at the person you saw at the back, lingering on the edge of the crowd. You felt hands taking yours, hands clasping your shoulder, words in your ear, kisses to your cheek, sorries in the air—and then you were standing in front of Choi Beomgyu, who had come in a pressed, all-black suit and a bouquet of calla lilies. His eyes were rimmed red and silver, similar to your own, you imagined.

"I didn't know if you were gonna come," you confessed, crossing your arms over your chest. You realized that he had grown up—not just grown taller or handsome, but up. He wasn't the kid in the apartment next door who called you weirdo anymore.

Beomgyu's lips twitched into some sort of smile, but then a tear slipped down his cheek as a genuine one broke out onto his face. It was one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen. "Yn, I'd be stupid not to come. I'd be stupid not to pay my respects." He cleared his throat and shoved the bouquet into your hands, like they caught fire. "Here. These are for her."

"I'm surprised you remembered," you mused, walking over to place the bouquet among many others atop the dirt pile where they had buried the casket. Beomgyu walked beside you as you did.

"I'm surprised you remembered… me," his voice became quiet at the end. His eyes hadn't left you for a second, as if he had taken these few minutes to soak in the years he had missed. "Yn, I'm so sorry—"

You nodded, letting the words fall from his lips. He deserved to grieve, too.

"You're probably sick of hearing that, huh?" He said with a small chuckle. His cheeks glistened with tears, and he reached up to swipe them away. "I wish I was there."

That was when you shook your head. "No, you really did not want to be there." No one should have ever had to see something like that. God, that image of your mother on the floor in a pool of her own blood would be ingrained into your memory as thoroughly as the blood had sunken into the floorboards.

There was a flicker of confusion, before it disappeared. "I mean, I wish I was there—with you—and with your mother. That I never disappeared like that."

Your heart stuttered in your chest, and a different ache appeared. "Beomgyu, let's not talk about that. You're not sorry."

"I am—"

"How about if you buy me ice cream, I'll consider believing you." You just wanted the aching to stop. He had been a friend—a close one. You never had a lot of those, and you didn't exactly want your first reunion to be filled with this many sorries and regrets.

There was that familiar twinkle in his eyes. He licked his lips, smile peeking out like the sun through an overcast sky. "Sure. I owe you for all the hot chocolate anyway."

You grinned. "That's the spirit." It was as convincing as you could make it.

You could walk away from your mother's grave then. You thought you'd be stuck there for a few more hours after everyone had gone, but something told you that Beomgyu's appearance was important, and there was something else he had left to say to you.

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[sugar-and-spite]

finally watched the vengeance saga and i am being so, so normal about this. spoiler rambles below the cut. i watched a bunch of different animatics for most of the songs so there will be comments about both the actual songs & official animatics, plus the other fan animatics i saw

not sorry for loving you

first off. CALYPSO. MY GIRL. i'm so glad jorge did her right with this song. i remember adoring calypso in the odyssey, and while epic definitely put her in a more manipulative and antagonistic role than i remember her having, she has a reason. i felt like love in paradise kind of rushed her entire character and i'm so glad she got fleshed out more here.

while she is being manipulative, i definitely don't agree with the people saying she's doing it on purpose. she's been alone for a hundred years, of course she'd be lonely. also like. she's literally never known any other people to know whether she's being manipulative or not, so

also i watched the most animatics for this one and calypso being skinny feels so weird to me, she's at least chubby imo

also extremely funny that jorge got gigi to animate for this one for the stream. gigi being known for having the best circe saga animatics and jorge is like "hm you know who i want to animate this other woman who's manipulating odysseus?" incredible.

and there's this which i said to my bf:

dangerous

"six hundred men, six hundred dead under my command, 'cause i had one goal in mind... [silence]" OKAY YEAH I DIDN'T NEED MY HEART. FUCK.

HERMES IS BACK, BABY!

ximena natzel has the best hermes animatics, the official hermes is good but ximena's is better, if you haven't seen ximena's animatics for "wouldn't you like" and "dangerous" go watch them NOW

they canonized the fluffy winions, i'm not even sure who first came up with that design for them (mircsy was the first one i saw) but they're wonderful and amazing

hermes is just amazing and all of his songs are amazing and this is amazing (can you tell i have a favorite song from vengeance saga)

i love that they also included actual sirens in the official animatic!! the birds with women's faces, those are what sirens actually look like in the myths and mermaid-sirens are more common to see nowadays but it's not The Og, and i'm so so happy they used og sirens (this made me giddy in the same way all the "ruthlessness" animatics with horses in them made me giddy, little-known myth details my beloved)

the callbacks to "keep your friends close"! both musically and lyrically! and the callback to "wouldn't you like" with hermes going "don't thank me" and "good luck!" jorge is always on point with the callbacks

charybdis

took a couple listens for me to really vibe with this, it's kinda filler but that's fine they can't all be bangers

someone pointed out this is the only song we have so far that's 100% solo odysseus with no background vocals or other characters so that's neat

feels like this could've been longer? or fleshed out more? it feels kinda abrupt. but there's gotta be some losers they can't all be winners

get in the water

i need to hear this sung by a woman right now actually so i can be equally bisexual about the original and a female cover.

honestly i don't think i had a single thought in my head through the entire song besides damn. holy SHIT. holy shit this one is good. this is so fucking good.

i lied i had a singular coherent thought (on the second watch): it's subtle, but i think there's a musical callback to the end of "god games" during odysseus's part. when he's begging poseidon to let him go, the music is really similar to when athena begs zeus to let him go at the end of "god games."

six hundred strike

hoooooooly shit. oh my god. what the fuck. not to be bisexual but -

(hottest odysseus has ever been)

he has the power of (the wind) god and anime on his side

with the power of friendship and this jetpack he found -

the callbacks

"you can't kill me." "exactly." HOTTEST ODYSSEUS HAS EVER BEEN

NEXT TO MY WIFE

oh my god. holy fuck. oh my god

anyway this has been rey's (lack of) thoughts about the vengeance saga thanks for joining me i'm so, so normal about this musical

[fairytale-poll]

LOSER'S BRACKET ROUND 2! MATCH 1 OUT OF 4

Propaganda Under the Cut:

Little Red Riding Hooded Mercenary

General Propaganda:

come on just look at her shes so fucking cool

SHES SOOOOOOOO FUCKING COOOOLL ok so like. Lobotomy Corporation takes place in an SCP type facility where a bunch of abnormalities are living. She is one of them. She is a mostly undying humanoid creature that lives for the sole sake of hunting down the Big And Will Be Bad Wolf. She lives in your facility and will BREAK OUT of her containment if she feels that the wolf is near (or if too many people are dying). You can also hire her to assist you in taking down other abnormalities, and she's actually super good at it. And her outfit is just so sooo sick? She's so cool. Please play Lobotomy Corporation it goes on sale for like $7 every Steam Sale

She's red riding hood if red riding hood had a gun. Also she kisses women

Monster based on human subconscious aka an Abnormality based on the story of Little Red Riding Hood (duh). In this story, she was mauled by the wolf (Big And Might Be Bad Wolf) who is based on all fairy tale wolf villains. Little Red then got to work plotting her revenge and making Bloodborne-esque gear for herself and the two Abnos are locked in eternal combat of hatred for one another

She's literally the coolest, just look at her. For people who might not be so familiar with her: She's one of the abnormalities that remain locked in the Lobotomy Corporation. Her past is somewhat unclear, but she has some horrid scars on her face due to the Big Bad Wolf and she swore vengeance upon him because of that incident. This lead her to become a mercenary and she looks 1000% scarier and more badass than the wolf lol. Also, asides from the fact that she may kill half of your team if she escapes containment, she is quite chill and will even help you take care of your problems if you pay her.

little red riding hood but consumed by vengeance to the point of becoming an anomalous creature hellbent on completing her eternal battle with the wolf. intense desire for revenge. baller as fuck design. will help you kill other escaping abnormalities but you gotta pay her to do it. gets pissed off every time someone escapes containment except for that one annoying bird for absolutely no discernible reason. if you let her kill the wolf she gives you bonuses but if someone else kills the wolf she goes fucking bananas. truly an inspired feral creature of a woman.

Go girl!!! We love your unrestrained violence!

She is literally the absolute coolest!!! I mean, just look at her design! Everything about it screams fucking cool! Not to mention that her story has themes of vengeance, rage, and grief!!! And Lobotomy corporation is just the fucking best and soooooo underrated.

She's starting to fall behind so GO ON AND VOTE MERC WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR! (and buy Lobotomy Corp on steam it's not even that expensive!)

Vote for Riding Hooded Mercenary she's an Abnormality serving as a hired merc that means shes a hunter of her own kind and she WILL chase them to the ends of earth lest she dies herself or knows that damn Wolf is nearby. The cursor for sending hits on something is a wanted poster. She's WAW-classed too, a step below the most dangerous category for her ilk. she shares the class with things such as insane-ass magical girls, an eyeless flower horse turns people into wisteria gardens, fucked up and evil Little Prince, a bird judge that hangs its victims, the now-animate poisoned apple that killed Snow White, and of course the Wolf itself.

Loser's Bracket Propaganda:

little red wouldve gone so so hard if she wasnt against ylfa immediately… victory for our mercenary gal.

Riding Hooded Merc is a bonafide baddie & professional

She;s so fucking cool. almost got murdered by the wolf (also in lobcorp by the way) and she wants revenge so bad. cool as hell mercenary. also just look at her come on

I feel that they all deserve a bit more recognition as just about every Little Red Riding Hood is remembered for their story, but not their character. And I believe that the few I selected are truly well rounded characters, and amazing takes on who the character is.

the Lobotomy Corp one I know nothing about but who has a sick design (I also want the fans of this one to have a win because I liked watching the first round because of them)

Ruby Rose

General Propaganda:

She has a scythe that is also a high-impact sniper rifle.

She is literally just based on Red Riding Hood and she's such an amazing character holy heck

Red Riding Hood but with a gun. (Specifically a combination scythe/high-impact sniper rifle called Crescent Rose). Also she's gone through so much she deserves it. She's trying to save the world and keep going despite all the people she's lost. Grew up dreaming of being a hero who fights monsters. She knows life isn't a fairy tale and wants to make it better. Just went through a mental health arc where she had depression from trying to live up to her (presumed dead) mom and from her friend dying for the second time. Killed the Big Bad Wolf with her magic eye powers. Her sister is Goldilocks and her friends are Beauty and Snow White. also I love her <3

She’s the little red riding hood but also a powerful fighter with a massive fucking scythe that is also a sniper rifle and she’s so skrunkly and so gender. Also RWBY’s whole thing (well one of them) is that their characters are all inspired by pre-existing ones from older stories and Ruby’s the main character so like, poster child of ‘character based off [insert relevant fairytale here]’ so I think she deserves to at least get pretty far

Aesthetics, themes, meta, personality and raw coolness.

She is the main character of her show. The most common monster they fight is a type of wolf (its been a while since ive seen it). Her job is to hunt them down before they can eat her. this story is very much about failed fairy tales, many of the side character's inspired arcs end in failure, but (having not seen the most recent bits) Ruby is still going strong, and i really like her cape, rose petals, and use of a scythe.

She is THE RRH character of all time. She has a scythe that's also a gun and she has to be the hero because she's got super rare main character powers. She is my happy girl. Also her mom was Sleeping Beauty and her sister is Goldilocks, and she fights to stop Rapunzel from destroying everything on the world, the gods, and then herself.

Ruby as a character is literally based on little red riding hood! She has a red cape with a hood

the Red trailer is better propaganda than I could ever write

She is a badass with a scythe, inspired by her uncle and fueled by her mother's death and her sense of righteousness

She has a giant scythe

Loser's Bracket Propaganda:

ruby rose makes me go :D so i picked her here <3 hope this helps

luv them

Ruby Rose is my blorbo in law and I need her in because of that

[kiriekonamistan]

So I mentioned this to @spot-of-tea a little while ago; I have an idea for any Fairy Tail fanfic authors who want some inspiration.

We all remember the Gray and Lyon vs Ur fight in the final season/arc, yeah? The one where Neinheart basically resurrected Ur and made her fight her boys. Well I love a good 'emotionally fraught battle' and 'the students surpass their mentor' moment, but for some reason that fight felt just a touch lackluster to me. Gray by that point has surpassed Ur and then some, he even points this out and admits the battle they're fighting will be more helpful to Lyon's growth than his own.

Personally, I feel like it would've been more intense and fulfilling if Lyon beat Ur by himself. Oh- but Konami stan, who would Gray have to fight? You can't just throw Lyon to the wolves and not do anything with Gray! You are absolutely right! And do you know what would give Gray the same push forward in character/personal growth as Lyon? Killing Deliora in one-on-one combat.

Zeref wrote his Etherios into books, sealing their souls into the tomes and making their bodies out of raw magic power ( also called Ether). I have always seen Lullaby and Deliora as Etherios too (I have some Thoughts™ about Lullaby and the 'seal' that Kageyama broke back in season 1, but that's a rant for another post.), and being Etherios when their bodies are destroyed they return to their books, right? In order for the aforementioned fight to play out Deliora's book would need to be lost, as in not being kept in Tartaros because we all know how that turns out.

If Deliora's book were lost and unsealed that opens the door for that monster to make reoccurring appearances throughout the entire series. So long as the book in intact (I'm not saying it was kept intact in canon, this is just a scenario for anyone to use if they want to) then Deliora and Lullaby both could've come back.

NOW- imagine Neinheart getting his hands on Deliora's book, or maybe Zeref gave it to him knowing Neinheart isn't his strongest pawn but a resourceful one all the same. Neinheart still summons Ur to fight The Boys™, but Neinheart isn't satisfied with just one woman on par with the Ten Wizard Saints- no, he wants to ensure victory by any means necessary. So he opens the book, his trump-card, and unleashed the Demon of Destruction.

Deliora rampages immediately, ruthelessly killing anything that moves (Neinheart having the book could probably order it not to kill the Alvarez soldiers), which leaves the boys in a predicament. The town is being ruined, good people are dying, and Ur is fighting on the wrong side of this war- someone has to stop her but someone also has to stop Deliora. The only one with Devil Slayer magic knows what he's gotta do. Gray is able to kill Deliora with the magic inherited from his father, he gets his vengeance for himself and everyone Deliora stole from him (his parents, Ur, and by technicality Lyon since he spent/wasted years of his life thawing it out using Moon Drip), Gray has won but Lyon is still fighting.

Lyon beats Ur one-on-one succeeding his master by himself, truly no one can ever dispute his accomplishment now. He didn't need to rely on Gray but now he's exhausted and his magic power are waning (probably), I'd imagine Lyon transferring as much of his magic power as he safely can to Gray in order to finish off Neinheart but I dunno. I don't actually remember how that battle ended. Did Gray and Lyon beat him? Or was it Jellal? I'm pretty sure it was Jellal, but I don't know.

It's out of my hands now! Go, run wild, make your fanfics people- cuz I'm sure as hell not going to! So you get my ideas, I get your fanfics, yeah? Okay, good talk.

[winniethewife]

Eclipsing Love

(Marc Spector x Mafia!OC)

Last chapter ~ Next chapter

Chapter 3: Bloodied hands

Words: 1852

They had decided to go back to her place above the bar to keep planning the infiltration of her father's organization but by the time they had gotten there on the back of Charlotte's motorcycle and has headed up to her apartment they had gotten distracted and undressed each other and made love, multiple times that night. Next thing Marc knew he woke up in the morning naked in Charlotte's bed with her nude form in his arms, covered in marks from the night before.

As Marc slowly opened his eyes, the sunlight filtering in through the windows making him squint slightly. He turned his head to the right and saw Charlotte laying next to him, his mind flashing back to the night before. His skin almost felt like it was on fire but it was worth it. He turned over onto his back, letting out the slightest groan as he pulled Charlotte close to him. He had no problem with waking up like this.

"Hey." He said quietly. She moans slightly and rolls to look at him with that half smile on her face.

“Hey you.” She chuckled slightly and runs her fingers through his hair and across his face. “Um so I gotta ask, where you going to tell me about Steven? He seemed kinda offended you hadn't mentioned him when we… met at like 3am.” She smiles slightly at him. He was kinda surprised at her mentioning of his Alter.

"Oh, well, I'm kinda three people, I’ve got this.. Disorder…Called DID" Marc explained quickly. "Like... three minds in one body. There’s me, Steven and Jake. Steven is a really good guy, Jake is…odd at best." He heard the Spanish man chuckling in his head, Steven seemed relieved that he had explained the situation. His finger brushed across Charlotte's cheek, gently touching it.

"I hope you'll like them, too. I’m sure they’ll like you."

“He seemed really nice. Just very confused about waking up in my bed at 3am.” She chuckled slightly. “Look I'm not judging. It was just a little odd that my new boyfriend woke me up at 3am with a British accent wondering where he was.” She caresses his face, a slight laugh leaving her lips and she leans in kissing him softly. He laughed as his finger ran around Charlotte's lips, tracing them before he kissed her back.

"Listen, Charlotte..." He hesitated before speaking again, but he knew he had to. "There's something I need to tell you. About me." He was ready to talk. To tell Charlotte everything. She had been honest with him about her life it was time to be honest about his.

 “Something other than the DID?” She definitely looks a little confused. This guy was definitely mysterious and had a lot of secrets. “You can tell me anything Marc.” She moves some of his dark curls out of his face. He nodded quickly, as if he had been waiting his whole life to tell someone this.

"I'm... kind of a vigilante” That was the easiest way for Marc to put it. "If you're going to keep working with me and we’re gonna take down your dad... then you're gonna need to know exactly who you're dealing with."

 “How do you become ‘kind of’ a Vigilante? I feel like that's a full commitment...”she laughs slightly. She wasn't sure why she honestly believed him. Maybe it was just because of how weird Marc is but she just trusts he wouldn't make shit up.

 “What's funny is, I've had to keep that a secret from every woman I've ever loved... but something about you feels different.” Marc leaned over and kissed her nose, his finger rubbing along her jawline now. "But you know enough of me now to believe when I say... I'm working with the god Khonshu, ancient Egyptian God of the Moon, and Vengeance." He put his finger over Charlotte's lips. "You know I'm not joking now."

“The moon bird dude?” She blinks a couple times. “Elizabeth was really into mythology, hang on”. Charlotte grabs a robe that was sitting next to the bed and wraps it around herself before leaving the bedroom for a few minutes before returning with a small statue of Khonshu. “This one right?”

Marc was stunned that Charlotte believed him so quickly, but it made sense with everything he knew about her. When he saw her come back and grab the statue, he started laughing he couldn't help it.

"Yeah, that one... the moon bird dude." Marc leaned back on his elbows, staring at Charlotte. Holding the statue in his hand as he let out another chuckle

“Oh crap. Did I...offend him or something? Like don't usually think gods like being called, moon bird dude...”she chuckles slightly and sits next to him. “Just tell him I meant it in the nicest way possible...”

“Its fine, I don't think Khonshu will be offended…or at least, I hope not. I think you calling him the moon bird dude is pretty accurate and funny.” He reaches out and let’s fingers run along Charlotte's hair as they sit on the bed together. "That's the thing about being Khonshu's avatar, it feels like he's got this weird sense of humor that I just understand. You know?"

 “I think I'm just trying to wrap my head around the idea of a god having a sense of humor.” She laughs. “Like does he tell really ancient knock knock jokes?” She laughs again. “Oh my Gods I'm going to get myself in trouble...” He looked at Charlotte for a split second before laughing.

"No knock knock jokes, so far... but that would be pretty damn funny at some point." Marc felt the need to be more serious for a second, and put his hand over Charlotte's. "It's not all good... there's a cost to having his power, you know?" She nods her expression turning serious as well.

“Power always comes at a cost. Growing up in the Mob has taught me that more than anything.” She’s quite for a minute and slides her hands into his. “I guess there's a lot of blood on both our hands.” she says quietly as she touches her forehead to his. They lay back in the bed together in silence for a moment as Charlotte thinks about everything she's done for her father. All the people she killed. All that she’s lost in The name of power. Marc thinking of all those he has killed in Khonshu’s name. Marc gently put his hand over Charlotte's hair, pulling her towards his body so that they could lay there together the way they had the night before. He let out a small sigh, and thought for a moment before he asked something.

"Would you take it back if you could? Everything you've done for your father?"

“Of course I would. When I killed people it wasn't for a greater good or in service of a god of vengeance. It was all in service to a man who wants more power, more wealth, and more loyal followers to worship his power, wealth and status. I killed... innocent people, just because he wanted them dead.” She sits up and holds her head in her hands as she thinks of everyone she's hurt. “It's unforgivable. The worst part is...” she looks at him her head now resting on her knees. “I liked doing it, I loved the thrill. The way they begged for their lives... it was like music to my ears...”

Marc sat up next to Charlotte, his expression softens. He knew Charlotte's pain now and it hurt to see her so broken.

"How many years did you work for him?" Marc asked, his tone soft. "And why'd he want them dead? Did he ask you every time, or... did you not question anything?"

“I was sixteen when I made my first kill.” She said as she opens her eyes again and stares out into the distance. “He was handcuffed and presented to me, on my fuckin birthday. I was handed a gun and I shot him execution style. Then we had cake.” She seems to start to zone out after that. She doesn't even answer his other questions. She just sits there and stares at nothing. Marc felt her pain on a deep level now. He felt her trauma and how hard it was for her at such a young age because of all she'd lost.

"Charlotte, I need you to pay attention to me, okay?" He said, putting his hand under her chin and turning her body towards his and putting his hand on her cheek. “do you remember him? do you remember the man you killed” He thought maybe if she talked about it, it would help bring her out of her dissociative state.

“Johnathan, Johnathan Johnson. We called Him JJ. One of my father's lackeys who had failed him. I knew him, he was only a few years older than me, 19, he was my initiation kill.  I went to his graduation party a year before... I knew his parents...” her voice trails off.

"Can you see him? JJ? Can you picture him?" Marc's voice was gentle— he didn't want to force Charlotte to do something she didn't want, but he felt like helping her process all of this would help her in the long run. And if that meant dredging up some painful memories, then so be it. Marc waited for Charlotte's response, his hand on her shoulder.

“Brown hair, hazel eyes, freckles, a mole on his left cheek. He had a tattoo on his arm, ‘Too much sanity is madness’ from Don Quixote. His favorite novel.” She blinks a couple times before slightly coming back into focus “I remember all the people I've killed. She looks over at him. Don't you?” Marc closed his eyes for a moment as he tried to remember.

"I do..." He whispered, and then he nodded. "I do remember every person... every face. Their eyes. Their last words." A moment later, Marc opened his eyes and looked at Charlotte again. "He sounds like a nice kid... I bet he didn't want to get himself involved in all of this."

“He was a Mafia kid too. His parents were involved. It's a curse, you pass it on to the next generation. That's why I've gotta Get Isabella out of this. I never want her to have to pick up a gun in her life.” She sits up as she says this. “Her hands will be clean.” She mutters. “That's what Elizabeth wanted. Isabella should never have to do this. Ever. I owe them both that much.” He nodded slowly, not wanting to speak right now. Charlotte was right, he had to get Isabella out of this curse that had befallen their family. She deserved to be free of this life that Charlotte herself had become tied to. He knew what he had to do next.

"Are you ready to stop your father?" He asked, his voice soft but there was still an air of strength in his tone. She nodded

“Let’s do this.”

Tag: @ominoose

Master List

[loa-bracket-battle]

Ok wait no there’s gotta be a problem

HOW ARE MARIUS AND LETHICA LOOSING

Like ok, Bitsy I can vaguely understand but even then like. She’s not gay she transcends gender and sexuality with her stupidity, she cannot win against LETHICA NUGHTBORNE

Like hell, I’m only a bit over halfway of EoM ep1 but that woman? My brother in Witchlight (no don’t you lie, we all came from those shorts) she is so gay. By comparison, I’ve watched all of Uprooted (so far), twice. Bitsy is AT MOST some kind of a-spec and/or genderqueer. Lethica? Lethica is so gay she’d turn straight men into lesbians

Also Jean-Claude? Seriously? This man doesn’t have time to be gay, you fools. He’s too busy being a lawyer AND a hater. He’s too busy plotting vengeance on his brother. He’s too busy being a menace and an economical terrorist. Why do you bother him with gayness, he’s got a job to do and a chicken to pluck! If he’s queer I guarantee you he is aro to the bone.

Marius, on the other hand, is very gay. Also he is trans (like all of Andy’s characters). Have you seen him? Look me dead in the eyes and tell me he doesn’t scream gay to you. Ok, now look at Maricho. Do you see it? Do you understand? Oh, Lethica? Darling only a fool would say these two are straight. They are the gayest ship I ever did see and don’t let heteronormativity sell you otherwise

Sorry for putting propaganda in your askbox, I hope that’s okay with you <3

Loving this bracket so far, good work :D

I so understand you and I love the propaganda, you guys really get it <3

I expected Lethica to absolutely demolish Bitsy and I am shocked, same with Marius.

like I said before, it may have to do with the popularity of certain campaigns over others, plus the fact that Jean Claude is a newer character, fresh on everyone's minds (plus UpRooted has been streamed more recently than EoM)

I don't know the numbers, but I'd also be willing to bet more people have watched UpRooted fully through than those have watched EoM fully, so there's that

anyway, justice for the gayest straight passing couple in avantris

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Solar Opposites: Ultra Opposites The Movie Ch. 10 (from @avaveevo)

Korvo and Janiz are coming up with ideas for the design of the Ultra Opposites HQ

Janiz: Wow. This HQ is gonna be amazing.

Korvo: I know. It isn't much but it's perfect.

Janiz: Yep. We just need to put the finish touches and we’re done.

AISHA and EVA appear

AISHA: Hey guys! How’s the HQ going?

Janiz: It's going good. Where's Terry?

EVA: Don’t know.

We then cut to Terry who is reading about Mundanes. Korvo comes in.

Korvo: Hey honey. You doing more research on your bloodline?

Terry: Pretty much.

Korvo: What else did you learn about the Mundanes?

Terry: They have a mega form...

Korvo: Really? A mega Mundane? You must’ve have one too.

Terry: Yeah. Cool.

Korvo: Well, I believe in you Terry. You can control this beast.

Terry smiles tearfully.

Terry: Thanks sweetie.

The husbands were about to kiss but then...

Terry: I love you-

Something shot the husbands that caused them to shrink as they scream.

Korvo: What the fuck was that?!

Terry: I don’t know but someone shrink us! Korvo, we gotta do something!

Suddenly, Terry is tied up

Terry: What the fuck is happening now?!

Two Wallian guards appear

Wallian Guard #1: Holt! We gotta you two now!

Korvo: What?! What are you talking-

Korvo gets tied up as the two husbands get taken by the guards.

Korvo: Let! Me! *eyes turn aquamarine* GO!

Korvo starts growling as his fingertips turn black as the two guards try to restrain him.

Wallian Guard #1: We can't restrain him!

Wallian Guard #2: Then just take the green one!

Terry: Oh no! Korvy! *gets taken by the guards* Don’t worry, I’ll come back for you!

Korvo: TERRY!

Korvo breaks down into tears. Suddenly, a woman named Mia appears and gasps upon seeing Korvo.

Mia: Oh my goodness! Are you okay?!

Korvo: *crying* No. My husband was taken away...

Mia: That's okay. I'll take you to Nova. She can do anything!

Korvo: N-Nova?

Mia: She's the Wall's leader. After the Bowinian Church was taken down, things have been...different but better.

Korvo: She can help me find Terry? Oh thank thank you!

Korvo hugs Mia while crying

Mia: Wow! I’m really good at this. I’m Mia by the way.

Korvo: Korvo. Nice to meet you.

Mia: Come. Let me take you to her.

Mia walks off and Korvo looks determined

Korvo: Hang on, Terry-bear.

Korvo then heads inside the wall as he grows amazed by the Wall village.

Korvo: Woah...

Korvo looks around and sees the Wallians and their amazing culture. He then sees a painting of Yumyulack and gasp.

Korvo: Is that...

Korvo sighs in dismay.

Korvo: For fuck's sake, Yumyulack...

Mia: Wait. You know him? *suddenly looks at the similarities back n forth* Wait. You’re Yumyulack’s father, correct?!

Korvo nods and sighs sadly

Korvo: I am so sorry. I had no idea he would go this far. I mean I am amazed by this culture. But, I’m sorry for what my son did you to you guys.

Mia smiles

Mia: D’aw it’s okay. He really made our lives more peaceful and stuff. Now come on, Nova is not far. She’s having a meeting with the council.

We then cut to the meeting. Inside the Council Room a group of Wallians gather around as a map of the Wall rises.

Wall Council: Council! Your attention! Sister Sisto, now Echo, has joined forces with Ophelia and is headed toward our Wall. Her new power will make her invincible. And now revived and swearing vengeance, we will be destroyed.

(Wallians gasp in horror)

Joan: Nova, what are we gonna do?

Nova: I will not let him hurt you. (walks down) Because, we are going to stop Echo and Ophelia.

Joan: How? Look at us. We're tiny.

Nova: I'm going to find a band of heroes to help us. Together, we'll annihilate those monsters.

Wall Council: There hasn’t been any heroes lately. It might be all for nothing..

Nova: I’ll find them. When I get here, I'll leave in the morning to find our band of warriors

Wall Council: Good Luck, Nova. For all our sakes.

Nova leaves the throne room then hears something. It was Korvo as she gasp.

Korvo: *slow-motion* Nova!

Nova screams and stabs Korvo as he cries out in pain.

Korvo: Fuck! You stabbed me! What the fuck?!

Nova: Oh my God! I am so sorry! I thought you were somebody else! I swear! Is your shoulder okay?!

Korvo: *holding his shoulder* N-no…

Nova: Here let me get that for you…

Nova wraps a bandage around Korvo’s bleeding shoulder.

Nova: Oh my God! You’re an alien.

Korvo: And my husband Terry, we accidentally got shrunk. And now he's lost somewhere in the Wall.

Nova: Then it's only a matter of time until he's captured by the guards. But you're in luck. I’ll go talk to them

Korvo: Great! Then take me to him!

Korvo: Well, now that that's out of the way, take me with you.

Nova: These guys are very tough. They are tough guys. They will eat you for breakfast. They won't even notice it properly. Cause you're an alien.

Korvo: You know what? Make fun of me all you want. But you're gonna help me find my husband. Please?

Nova: (realizes) Okay. I’ll help you.

Korvo: Is that a yea?

Nova: Mm-hmm. Come.

Korvo follows Nova to the Wall's murel

Korvo: Whoa. Your Wall has a huge history.

Nova sighs

Nova: Yeah… a history actually based on lies and deception and corruption ever since we came here.

Korvo: What happened?

Nova: Long ago, we ruled by the Duke, who thought was evil. But he wasn’t. He was a good man in the end. We were deceived by a false hero named Tim, who wanted power. The real hero was Cherie. A true warrior who was thought dead.

Korvo: Cherie?

Nova shows Korvo the painting of Cherie. Then, Korvo recognize her

Korvo: *gasps* Wait! That's the chef from Benihana!

Nova: Wait, you know her?

Korvo: I do...but how did she...

Nova: She got shrunk because Yumyulack didn’t want shrimp after Cherie gave it to her.

Korvo sighs

Korvo: Well to be honest that is true. He inherited that allergy from my late mother.

Nova: *gasps* Oh my God. I am so sorry. I'll have to explain that to Cherie...if I can find her...

Korvo: What do you mean? Where is she?

Nova: She's probably somewhere outside the Wall. But first, we must find her and your husband.

Korvo: Okay. Well, don’t worry, I’m sure will-

Korvo throws up

Nova: Oh my goodness! Are you okay?

Korvo: No...I've been throwing up a lot lately...

Nova: Don’t worry! Let’s find your husband and then-

Terry: *offscreen* GET OFF ME!

Korvo: *gasp in tears of joy* TERRY!

Nova: Terry? Who's Terry?

Korvo: My husband! The one I was telling you about! Come on!

Nova runs after Korvo. We then cut to Terry who is being restrained by the guards

Terry: *grunting while his eyes starts glowing orange*

Wallian Guard #1: Hold him down!

Terry: *crying in rage as his skin turns black and he starts growing bigger and muscular*

Wallian Guard #2: What the hell?!

Terry roars as he fully transforms so to his Mundane form while his clothes and shoes rip apart as he roars loudly. The guards kept trying to restrain by wrapping ropes around his hands. Korvo and Nova arrive and gasp.

Nova: Holy shit! That’s your husband?!

Korvo: Yep! *runs up to Mundane Terry* TERRY!

Mundane Terry roars as he throws the guards down rips apart his restraints. Korvo gasps and runs up to his husband and soothes his face.

Korvo: Shh… it’s okay… I’m here…

Mundane Terry snarls but stops upon recognizing Korvo

Mundane Terry: *whining*

A tear falls down Nova's cheek

Nova: *smiling in tears at Korvo’s devoted love for Terry* Oh my God…

Korvo: I’m here *rubs Mundane Terry’s back softly* It’s okay my love…

Mundane Terry purrs

Korvo: There’s my Terry-bear…

Mundane Terry turns back into his Shlorpian form

Terry: Korvy… *kisses Korvo on the lips as they moan lovingly*

Nova smiles and hugs Terry

Nova: Thank goodness you’re okay.

Terry: Whoa. Who's this?

Korvo: This is Nova. She helped me find you.

Terry: Huh. Nice to meet you.

Nova: Nice to meet you too.

Terry: Thank you Nova. For reuniting me and my husband

Korvo smiles and kisses Terry on the forehead. We then cut to Ophelia's fortress where she is looking through her crystal ball.

Ophelia: Hmm… so Nova has found them?

???: Let me handle her. I have a score to settle with that bitch.

Ophelia: Very well…

We then cut to where Cherie and Montez are

Cherie: *senses something* Wh-what’s happening?

Montez: I don't know but we must head back to the wall for safety.

Cherie: On it! *picks up Pezlie* Come on Pezlie.

Pezlie: *coos*

Cherie and Montez head inside the Wall and his from the mysterious figure. The mysterious figure laughs evilly as she reveals herself to be...Sister Sisto?!

Sister Sisto: I’m back bitches!

Cherie gasps

Cherie: Sisto?!

Montez: *whispering* That’s impossible! Jesse killed her!

Korvo, Terry, and Nova arrive to see what's going on. Nova sees Sisto and gasps.

Nova: Sisto?!

Sister Sisto sees Nova and smirks evilly

Sister Sisto: Hello Nova.

Nova backs away in fear as Korvo stands protectively in front of her.

Korvo: Stay away from her whoever you are!

Sister Sisto: So you're the Legendary Super Shlorpian. Ophelia has wanted your power for days!

Nova: Huh? Wait. You’re a superhero?!

Korvo: That's right! *transforms into Legendary Super Shlorpian as Terry transforms into Solar Flare*

Terry/Solar Flare: Fuck off bitch!

Sister Sisto laughs evilly

Sister Sisto: Prepare to meet the wrath of Echo!

Sister Sisto transforms into Echo as she laughs evilly and traps Legendary Super Shlorpian and Nova.

Nova: Hey! No! Let us go, Sisto!

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Why are you doing this?!

Sister Sisto/Echo: Oh. You want a lullaby? Well... I don't see why not.

When I walk past a mirror, I scare myself

I'm the queen of mean

Don't care about anybody other than meIsn't that lovely?

Don't ask me to be nice, I don't want toI don't play fair

I'm giving you the heat you can't handle

And I don't care

I'm a villain (glamorous and mean)

I'm a villain (evil as can be)

Darling, I'm a villain (make you shiver through your teeth)

Don't you cry now, it will all be fine

I'm a villain

I'm a villain

Hush, little Wallian, don't say a word

Or you'll get cursed

Can you feel the flames getting closer?

Ain't that the worst?

Don't ask me to be nice, I don't want toI don't play fair

I'm giving you the heat you can't handle

And I don't care

I'm a villain (glamorous and mean)

I'm a villain (evil as can be)

I'm a villain (make you shiver through your teeth)

Don't you cry now, it will all be fine

I'm a villain

Ooh, I'm a villain

I'm a villain

[laughs evilly]

Oh, I'm so scary.

Terry/Solar Flare: Let my hubby and new friend go!

Echo laughs evilly as Solar Flare growls as his eyes glow orange then his skin turns black and he grows bigger and muscular as he rips apart his suit and roars. Echo gasps but then grows impressed.

Sister Sisto/Echo: Nice form… for a monster. *chuckles evilly*

Mundane Solar Flare snarls at that response as he roars and punches Echo. This causes her traps to fall apart and Legendary Super Shlorpian and Nova are free. Mundane Solar Flare manages to keep his anger under control as he runs up to his husband.

Mundane Terry/Solar Flare: Sweetie! Are you hurt?!

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: No. I'm fine.

Mundane Solar Flare notices the bandages on Legendary Super Shlorpian's shoulder

Mundane Terry/Solar Flare: Oh dear. What happened to your shoulder?

Nova: That was my fault. I accidently stabbed him.

Mundane Terry/Solar Flare: You did? Oh I’m sure you didn’t mean it. But why did you stab my husband accidentally?

Nova: I thought he was someone else and

Sister Sisto/Echo: *getting back up* FUCKING SAVAGE ANIMAL!

Nova gasps

Nova: Look out!

Echo is about to attack but Cherie punches her, knocking her out

Nova: *gasp* Cherie?

Cherie: Nova?

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Cherie?!

Cherie: How do you know who I-

Legendary Super Shlorpian grabs Cherie, as they, Solar Flare and Nova head to the backyard.

Cherie: What's going on?!

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Your people are in danger! Ophelia and Echo are coming after us!

Cherie: I know who Echo is but who's Ophelia?

Mundane Terry/Solar Flare: An evil empress! She wants our powers!

Cherie gasps

Cherie: Let me help you.

Nova: R-really?

Suddenly, a giant crow appears

Cherie: Oh shit! Crow! Quick! Head for shelter!

Solar Flare, Legendary Super Shlorpian, Cherie and Nova hides from the crow. Cherie and Nova grow thankful.

Nova: Wow. You saved us. Thank you.

Cherie: You guys really are heroes.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Why thank you-

Suddenly, Legendary Super Shlorpian starts barfing to the ground.

Terry/Solar Flare: Oh my God! Honey, you don’t look so good.

Nova: Don’t worry, I have something for you.

Nova does the pregnancy test the Wallians do on Korvo and then it makes a success.

Nova: Oh my goodness. You’re pregnant.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: I-I am? Oh my God! I had no idea!

Nova: Congratulations. I think you might have a new-

Suddenly, L.S.S.’s water breaks.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Oh my God. How long was I pregnant for?

Cherie: About… nine months?

Terry/Solar Flare: And we didn’t know? Oh my God! Korvo, does that mean-

Legendary Super Shlorpian goes into labor as he moans in pain.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: No! Not now!

Legendary Super Shlorpian cries out as Cherie gets out a blanket.

Cherie: Stay calm! Just breath in and out! Push! Push!

Legendary Super Shlorpian bites his arms as Solar Flare hold his hand.

Terry/Solar Flare: Okay honey, keep breathing.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: FUUUUUUUCK! OH GOD!

Legendary Super Shlorpian keeps pushing as blood spews out. Legendary Super Shlorpian cries out as the baby is finally coming out and Cherie manages to catch it with the blanket. The baby Shlorpian starts crying as Solar Flare and Legendaty Super Shlorpian burst into tears of joy and Legendary Super Shlorpian holds it.

Cherie: It’s a girl!

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Shh… it’s okay. It’s okay.

The baby calms down as Legendary Super Shlorpian holds her close.

Terry/Solar Flare: She’s perfect. She’s like a flower of hope. I think we should name her… Lili. Little Lili.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Oh look she has the same skin color as you Terry.

Terry/Solar Flare: Yes. Yes she does.

Lili coos.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Wait a second. How do we explain this to the replicants?

Terry: Oh yeah and to Pupa and Sonya too?

Cherie: Huh? What are you talking about?

Cherie then gasp upon recognizing Korvo and Terry’s faces

Cherie: You're Yumyulack and Jesse's parents, aren't you?

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: *sigh* Yes. And don’t worry we didn’t know about this. We had no idea Yumyulack would go this far.

Cherie scowls but then her face softens as she looks at Lili who is cooing

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Plus I am sorry that our son shrunk you for giving him shrimp. But to be honest, he is allergic to shrimp. He inherited from my dead mother.

Cherie: *smiles* It's all good. We should head back before-

Suddenly, the sound of Pupa killing the crow is heard as the quartet peek from outside.

Nova: Whoa. That Pupa is a tough cookie...

Cherie: *sighs in relief* Thank you strange creature. Again.

Pupa: I like Lightning McQueen.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: We should probably head back and find a way to make us big again.

Meanwhile with Echo...

Sister Sisto/Echo: These fools are greeting more stronger! But don’t worry, we’ll have them at our grasp soon enough!

Ophelia: I hope so. I need that power!

Back with the quartet, they have just reached the Wall but are met with Wallians with toothpick spears

Terry/Solar Flare: Oh right. They still don’t trust us.

Jean: Stand down now.

Cherie: No it’s okay. We were wrong about these guys. They’re good people.

Terry/Solar Flare: Yeah! Drop your toothpicks! Now! *gets poked with a toothpick* OW! Hey!

Bucky: Silence! How could you two trust them after what their kids do to us?!

The Wallians shout in agreement. This causes Legendary Super Shlorpian to snap.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: ENOUGH! Let us tell you!

The Wallians go silent

Lou: Ha! You think your authority scares us?! Bucky and I know everything.

Nova: No it’s okay they are good aliens. Not bad ones.

Jean: Nova, please. That's enough.

Nova: But, they were was right, Jean They showed us a soul can improve They saw the light, Jean Checked all the boxes that you said would Prove a person deserves a second chance Now, we turn our backs, no second glance?

Jean: It's not as simple as you think Not everything is spelled in ink

Terry/Solar Flare: It's not fair, Jean! Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Careful, Terry, keep a cool head

Terry/Solar Flare: No! Don't you care, Jean? That just because someone is dead, it doesn't Mean they can't resolve to change their ways Turn the page, escape infernal blaze

Jean: I'm sure you wish it could be so But, there's a lot that you don't know

Bucky: What are we even talkin' about? Some crack-whore who fucked up already? He blew his shot, like the cocks in his mouth This discussion is senseless and petty

Bucky and Lou: There's no question to be posed He's unholy, case closed Did you forget that "The Wall is forever"?

Bucky: A man only lives once We'll see you in one month Gotta say, I can't wait to—

Jean: Bucky...

Bucky: Come down and exterminate you!

Nova: Wait!

Bucky: Shit!

Nova: What are you saying? Let me get this straight You go down there and kill those poor souls?

Terry/Solar Flare: You didn't know?

Bucky: Whoops! Lou: Guess the cat's out of the bag Bucky: What's the big deal?

Nova: Jean, tell me that you didn't know

Jean: I thought, since I'm older It's my load to shoulder

Nova: No.

Jean: You have to listen, it was such a hard decision I wanted to save you the anguish it takes to Do what was required

Nova: To think that I admired you Well, I don't need your condescension I'm not a child to protect Was talk of virtue just pretension? Was I too naïve to expect you To heed the morals you're purveying?

Terry/Solar Flare: That's what the fuck I've been saying!

Terry/Solar Flare and Nova: If Earth is forever, then the Wall must be a lie

Jean: Nova!

Terry/Solar Flare and Nova: If Wallians can do whatever, and remain in the Wall The rules are shades of gray when you don't do as you say When you make the wretched suffer just to kill them again

Terry/Solar Flare: I was told not to trust in Bowinians

Bucky: By her? Lou: Ha! She should know Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: We should go

Terry/Solar Flare: No! Don't you see? We've come so close Look at them fighting They're at each other's throats

Bucky: Don't you act all high and mighty Did you ever think your little husband might be a monster?

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Don't, Bucky, please!

Bucky: What's the fuss? Why hide the fact that you're a Super Shlorpian?

Nova looks at Legendary Super Shlorpian in shock

Nova: Wh-What?

Nova then realizes those black fingertips but doesn’t look scared. Nova hugs Korvo who smiles and hugs back. Montez comes by while holding Pezlie and is surprised by what is happening right now.

Montez: Is that...

Montez then suddenly see through the two alien husbands’ true colors and decided to give them a chance as he walks up to them. Bucky however isn’t allowing it.

Bucky: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!

Montez: Hey hey whoa whoa! What’s going on here?!

Terry/Solar Flare: Your friends here want us dead! Listen, we can help you become big again! All you have to do is-

Bucky: These two here are Yumyulack and Jesse’s parents! Do something!

Montez: I do plan to do something. I say we help them.

Bucky and Lou: WHAT?!

Pezlie: Mama! Mama!

Lili: *cries*

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Shh.. *soothes Lili* It’s okay Lili… daddy’s here…

Legendary Super Shlorpian then decided to sing a lullaby to his baby. Cherie smiles as Korvo soothes his new baby daughter.

[LEGENDARY SUPER SHLORPIAN]

Little sproutling, you are safe.

There is no to be afraid.

I am here right here in the night.

Don’t fear because I am here.

Little sproutling, it’s okay.

I will never go sailing away from you…

Lili falls asleep.

The Wallians: Aww...

Pezlie: *reaching to Cherie in joy* Mama!

Cherie: Pezlie! *shed tears of joy and kisses Pezlie on the forehead*

Montez smiles and kisses Cherie on the cheek

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Wait? You had a baby?

Cherie: Yes. It's Tim's baby but...you probably know what happened...

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Yes. Nova told us everyone. I am so sorry you had to go through all that.

The Wallians drop their toothpick spears. Then, a teenage Wall Girl named Sherbet peaks through the crowd while Bucky grows furious.

Bucky: I will not allow this!

Lou: Bucky, calm down.

Luckily, Cherie, Montez, Pezlie and Nova gets in a defense position in front of Legendary Super Shlorpian and Solar Flare.

Cherie: Back! The fuck! OFF!

Bucky growls and storms off.

Montez: *sighs* Don’t worry, they won’t bother you guys anymore.

Legendary Super Shlorpian and Solar Flare then prepares to leave, until Nova realized she has something to say to them.

Nova: Hey! Wait! I am so sorry about how they treated you back there. They're just not used to newcomers.

Cherie: Yeah. We'd like to help you return to your normal size and maybe you can help us become big again too, right?

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Of course.

Meanwhile, the Replicants and Sonya are looking for Korvo and Terry

Sonya: Korvo?! Terry?! Where are you guys?!

Yumyulack: Auntie Janiz, I'm scared...

Janiz: It’s okay Yumyulack. I’m sure your dads will be okay.

4 days later...

The kids were asleep until suddenly come shadows appear before them.

Terry: Hey kids.

Yumyulack and Jesse wake up and gasp. Sonya wakes up and gasp as well. It's Korvo and Terry with the Wallians.

Korvo: Hey kids.

Yumyulack, Jesse and Sonya: KORVO! TERRY! *hugs their dads in tears of joy*

Nova smiles

Yumyulack: Are you guys okay?

Korvo: Yeah, we're fine.

Jesse then notices Lili.

Jesse: Aw, is that a cute sproutling?

Korvo and Terry look at each other nervously.

Korvo: Um kids it turns out for the past 9 months, I was pregnant which would explain why I was throwing up. So this is your new baby sister Lili.

Yumyulack looks at his dads in shock.

Terry: Also, we got shrunk and Lili was born in the Wall.

Yumyulack: Wait, so you guys had a baby while you were in the Wall and we didn’t know?!

Cherie: Pretty much.

Terry: Yeah, your dad and I didn’t know either until we got shrunk.

Sonya: *smiling at Lili* Hello baby sister.

Lili: *coos*

The three siblings then falls in love with their new baby sister as she coos. Then, Pupa comes in and falls in love with his baby sister as well.

Pupa: Sister?

Lili: *giggles as she touches Pupa’s face, as he smiles at his new baby sister*

Janiz comes in and gasps

Janiz: Oh my God! A new baby?! I’m an aunt again. *picks up Lili who touches her face* Hi there sweetie. I’m your aunt Janiz.

Lili: *giggles*

Janiz: So, what do we do now?

Yumyulack, feeling bad for what he did, decides to apologize

Yumyulack: I’m sorry for shrinking all of you. And for shrinking one of you for giving me shrimp even though it turns out I am allergic. I’m really sorry.

Cherie gasps.

Cherie: Oh honey. It’s okay. I’m sorry I didn’t know you were allergic either.

Yumyulack and Cherie hug.

Cherie: Korvo, can you please show us around?

Nova: We would love for you to do it.

Korvo: I don't see why not.

The family then heads out with the Wallians to show them around. Later, Korvo and Terry are having sex.

Terry: *moaning* Baby you were so heroic! *moans*

Korvo: *moaning lovingly* Come on baby! Let me sex you so hard! Ooooh!

Terry: Yes! Yes! I'm gonna-

The two husbands the cum in ecstatic which caused turn into their monster forms as they roar and moan. Super Shlorpian Korvo giggles as he flaps his wings.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: You bad dirty Mundane… *gets his ass slapped seductively by Mundane Terry, which made him giggle*

The two monster aliens kiss and moan. Lili is then heard cooing. The two monster husbands then looks at Lili in her crib who is sleeping peacefully while sucking her thumb as they smile.

Mundane Terry: She's our little sprout.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: So are all five… Nighty night my love…

Mundane Terry: Good night...

The two monster alien husbands then snuggle with each other as they fall fast asleep.

[3xm-draconic]

The Jester and The Courier: a wild wasteland love

Chapter 12: Devil in Disguise.

(TRIGGER WARNING: TORCHER & GORE)

Cicero felt so giddy, so jubilant and so elated. He had gotten away with murder and they were none the wiser!

He giggled and laughed all the way back to the 38, he couldn’t help it, it just felt so good!

“Ok…he’s creeping me out” Gannon mumbled as he nodded over to Cicero, “I know…I don’t like that Myrt is letting him stay in her room” Boon grumbled, “we should talk to her about him…I really and truly think he might be clinically insane” Gannon huffed.

Cicero’s ears perked up, if they convinced Myrtle to get rid of him then…oh…no, no Cicero can’t have that.

Cicero had 2 options…Kill her friends…or…

Cicero grew flustered…he could do the second option…

Cicero slipped away from them and up the elevator to her room, once he saw Josua leave he snuck inside…

“Sweet temptations, like sweet fruits from the vine, partake of your wickedest desires and bite the apple of forbidden pleasures. Release the rage that dwells within and enact divine retribution~” cood the voice in her head, “No!” she mumbled as she was washing her hair “No,no, no Joshua said not to do that anymore!” she snapped as she stumbled around in the shower.

“Deep down…you know what you will do~” it hummed…

She thought about it…

Cicero could hear her…talking…to herself?...hu…and here he thought he was the only one. But he snuck into her bedroom, he didn’t know if this would work…but he had to try. He didn’t really want to kill her friends…and..well…

He did like her…in a small way…

He sprawled out on her bed and waited, he knew he would only get ONE shot at this so he hyped himself up, he ate one of those weird candies she had in a metal box labeled “Party Time Mentats”, a chalky red candy that tasted like a sweetroll to help freshen his breath.

Myrtle stepped out of the shower and saw him there…

“Hey bud…what's…going on?” she eyed him, “Cicero came up here because he was feeling rather…lonely…”, “...ok…” she shrugged “you wanna head down and hang out with Raul, Lily and me?”, Cicero rolled his eyes “Cicero ment he wants to be…with you…here” he patted the bed.

Myrtle’s face flushed a deep pink, “s-sorry bud I gotta-”, he leapt from the bed with the grace of a panther and pinned her to the wall “Cicero saw the way you looked at him…in his jester’s motley…do you like the fool of hearts?” he got closer “shall I entertain you?...queen of spades?”

Myrtle’s face then changed…

She grinned and looked Cicero up and down… 

She loomed over Cicero “well…now that you mention it~” she pushed him back onto the bed “I do find you…attractive~...that red hair…that grin~” she got closer “so funny man?...Will you be my court jester?”, “ooh~ with pleasure~” Cicero cood.

Then the door opened…

Jane rolled in with Boone and the others and Myrtle had to scramble away from Cicero, “Myrt we got a problem…” Boone grumbled, “what’s up?” she turned to him trying to hide her fluster, “Legion have kidnapped woman and children from a refugee camp, we're going to go, you-”, “I AM going” she snapped, “Myrt remember what-” Joshua began but Myrtle pushed past him, “ Isaiah 35:4”, Joshua sighed “and you still believe to be a deliverer of divine vengeance, after everything we’ve talked about?”.

Myrtle looked at him “the Legion deserve my wrath, what they did to my mother and to the woman in her squad…Ephesians 5:11-13, My wrath unlike yours can never be tempered Joshua…Romans 1:18, They BROKE something in me…”, “Myrt…”, “NO” she turned away from them “I. AM. GOING…Alone”

Joshua sighed “alright…”, “JOSH?!” Boone looked at him “She-!” he looked at her “MYRT!”, “Boone…This is one of those times where I gotta go alone…”, Boone sighed.

Cicero looked at her intrigued…he HAD to see where this went…

(Outside the Legion camp)

Cicero watched from the shadows of a rocky shelf, Myrtle snuck inside the camp and beset to work…

Myrtle saw there were only a few of them, but her real target was their captain, the guards would get a reasonably quick death, she snuck up to them with syringes full of concentrated cazador venom, one prick and it was goodby in a matter of seconds. 

The captives were freed, they weren't too far from the refugee camp so they were given Bighorners to ride on and left, now, to the captain who was still asleep in his tent, none the wiser…

Cicero moved closer, he snuck into the tent to see what she would do…

Myrtle snuck in, quiet as a church rat, she approached the captain and knocked him out using a mix of chems, she then trussed him up like a pre-war turkey. After securing him to a chair she set up her tools she had taken with her…

A doctor’s bag, a set of surgical tools, a hammer, nails and several others…

She then woke the captain up using adrenaline…

“GHA! HA! AH!...pah…woman…no…it’s you…THE woman” the captain shuttered “Woman of the West”, “Good morning sunshine!” she cood to him “you ready to get started?”, “st-started on what?” he snapped.

Myrtle giggled “Judgment.��

“Tell me captain and be honest, I don’t wanna make up numbers, how many women?”, “what are you talking about?”, “how many? How many have you forced to be with you? To be in your bed? HOW MANY?” she snarled.

“Why do you care Bitch!”, she tisked “because..” she suddenly stabbed him in the shoulder with a syringe “that’s how many times I'm gonna break your bones…”

She got out her hammer…“so…let’s begin!”

Cicero watched in delight, he grew hot in his gut and short of breath as he watched in anticipation…Oh the thrill of it all…who knew she had such a dark side to her?

Myrtle raised the hammer high

“NO!” the captain screamed… 

“Oh…yes~” Cicero murmured under his breath.

SLAM! 

CRUNCH!

SLAM!

CRUNCH!,  his legs were now mangled into a mess of bone shards and meat.

Cicero had to hold back a giddy smile with every hit…

Cicero then saw Myrtle do something strange, she took out her doctor’s bag and surgical kit along with strange syringes she called “stimpacks”…and heal the man’s legs.

“N-no” the man whimpered again, “tell me honestly how many” she murmured, the man only began to cry…

SLAM! 

CRUNCH!

SLAM!

CRUNCH!

All through the night it whent…

SLAM! 

CRUNCH!

SLAM!

CRUNCH!

Cicero lost count after 50 or so…oh how hot and flustered and…he felt so…

“Well captain it’s your lucky night…I’am out of stimpacks for you~” she cood “so I’am going to finish up now…” She got out a glass flask and a funnel…

 Followed by a box of abraxo cleaner, cherry bombs and wonderglue…

“Nitrous acid, Perchloric acid, Sulfuric acid…do you know what this mixture makes?” she turned to the broken whimpering captain “hydrofluoric acid, but of course you wouldn’t know that because you backwards dipshits reject science and medicine” she crushed his foot under her heavy metal boots “you wanna know what it does captain?”

He sobbed…

Myrtle giggled “better I just show you~”...

She jammed the funnel down his throat…

Cicero watched, holding back an elated gasp as she poured the caustic down the funnel into the man’s guts…which shortly processed to be dissolved from the inside out and splattered all over the ground…

The poor captain died gurgling a bloody chokey death rattle…

Never had Cicero seen such…art…such creativity, such malice…Oh Sithis…she would do well in the brotherhood…

“Enjoyed the show did you?” she turned to him in the darkness, Cicero jumped. How did she see him?, “I could sense you there, my o.s.p.e, Ocular-Scanner Perception Enhancement, implant lets me see things even in the back of my head, kinda like this one guy from a book about wizards…” she approached him “I can also tell by the smell of you that you really…enjoyed it” she grinned…

“Guess I ain’t the only one who is a devil in disguise…”

[mysteriouslybluepirate]

Watching Con O'Neill Content Day 8- 3 Steps to Heaven

Warnings for: Full Body Nudity, drug use, murder, torture, BDSM Imagery, forced kiss

Online this is classified as a Comedy by Rotten Tomatoes, which feels fair. When you google it says Suspense/Dark Comedy.

Initially, based on the premise, I thought this movie was just Vengeance Is Mine but Con plays one of the fuckers semi-responsible. I was not entirely wrong.

Full Spoilers Below! If you don't want my reactions, skip to the dotted separations at the end for the rating!

I've separated out parts where Con is on screen, and identified if a part of the movie takes place in a flash back.

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PRESNET

Why did she pull the gun out in elevator the first place. Like. Idk man, seems like you could have waited.

Love the step-by-step instructions for gun assembly

Why is she just spinning in circles with a gun in her hand? How does that help train for anything?

PRESENT- CON'S SECTION

CON! I hate the facial hair, oh how I hate it. Just in combination with the short hair. Makes him look way older. Like, it probably fits the character- But like, if he fluffed it, or did anything besides letting it stay so flat-

Is he on something? The character Angel, not con. Clearly, he's going for paranoid criminal, and I love it.

You know what, I can enjoy this. 'Worried?' "Now that you mention it, yeah!' Sweet. That was a nice car they took.

If Con's look is interesting the man with a knife and a beaver on his head is something extra.

Con in a wife beater getting pinned and interrogated is surely something.

Hey look, he's allowed to laugh! Crazy how that works.

Angel just letting himself get driven around by her is very funny

She makes him close his eyes, and gives him a bullet. Babe. What the fuck does that even mean. You can't use a gun properly.

"I've met someone" Babe, you don't know her name. This is just Con in most of his roles, but Jesus. Never really noticed it was a trope of his until now.

Wife Beater+ Tighty Whitie's+ Cig is also surely a thing

Cocaine + waving a gun around. A winning combo

Angel- this makes 3 Con characters doing stupid shit with guns...Please lower the accidental kill count

"Oh," Carefully raises one finger, schusses the air "Gotta be quicker" Why am I loving this so much? This man has clearly never killed another person.

WHY THE MOUTH AND FINGER SUCKING CLOSE UP. He's licking up the trace of drugs on the table, but why was this the choice.

Wife beater+ Tighty Whittie's+ Cig+ white ROBE is amazing

Don't get too close to the balcony now babe, I know you're excited, you'll be thrown if in no time.

Did he give her his address? Why is she here? He's trying to lay low? Does he just think he needs to get laid and surely this woman won't murder his ass?

Angel stealing my actual fit. Jean button-up + blue Jeans in 90s fashion. Bastard.

Angel, sadly you aren't one of the Con characters our lead will run away with.

AHHHHHH hahahhaha that pistol whip. His dramatic fall. This fall vs ep9 OFMD is honestly a tie. Dramatic and extra as fuck.

They're both just anxious little purse dogs shaking so hard. Why? Calm down babe, you are literally holding a gun, and he's tied down in a chair.

Babe, it's been two weeks since your guy died and he's being hunted down for money. He probably doesn't remember what he had for breakfast the previous day, let alone your man.

(In the flashback for this one point)THOSE EARRINGS ARE OBNOXIOUS

Oh, good. The Beaver hair guy is back.

This is where our guy dies!

To be fair if I walked in and my target was already tied up, I'd also be very happy.

I didn't think there would be this much panting and grunting, especially from Angel.

"He's very gentle" Carefully pinches and lifts his chin. Oh, my stars. I'm clutching at my pearls. *pulls out notepad for my WIP*

I think we all deserve to be hoisted up into a bridal carry, and lovingly twirled around.

"Yeah he's lovely-" Exactly, Angel. Stop ruining the mood and get with the groove!

This is too good. Just throwing him around like a ragdoll! The dancing is a bit much, but they're having fun with it.

The two evil guys definitely explored each other's bodies. That's a proud boyfriend look if I've ever seen one.

She could be a real bud and just shoot one of them. They don't know where she is, and then Angel has an opening to attack...or not.

"you-puff" Shame on you Con, those aren't usually your lines in these kinds of movies.

And HE FLIES OVER THE RAILING-

Did they not want to kill him? Why do they look so shocked he went over the edge?

Whelp, RIP Angel, I genuinely enjoyed that. don't be surprised if this next section is shorter. (Editor Me here, oh I thought the rest of this movie would be boring...how I was wrong)

Vaguely depressed and murderous is also how I look in semi-cheap wigs.

They really did cast a good guy for a politician/'sex pest'. Looks like a few of my state's representatives.

Remember, every character in a British piece of media needs to have a name in the form of Eddie, John, Sam, or Harry.

"Well respected in 'women's' things" Why does Angel get to die and these fuckers roam rampantly.

(Helps adjust his tie) "You've hurt me Harry" Is every villain in this having a thing with their side character besides Con? Or am I just watching too many Queer movies?

OHH IT IS A GAY THING!

YEY!

I don't think slapping the head like it's a basketball is the done thing with blow jobs, but I don't have a penis. So who knows?

'Angel Farnam.' Wow. That is a name choice.

Love that he has a beard. Like, an actual beard to hide a queer relationship from the public.

TOES. EWWWWWW.

OH MY GOD. BELLY BUTTON? WHY? Fucking why? I'm more surprised seeing him finger his belly button than seeing his entire dick, which, is almost impressive for a movie to do!

How funny would it be if he died by falling down the stairs. '2/3 down, 1 to go!'

If he's not dead just fucking shoot him. I know you want info...but

ACTUALLY IF SHE JUST SHOWS UP TO PLACES AND EVERYONE DIES THAT WOULD BE AMAZING

If you look at this like you would a comedy, this movie becomes much better and more entertaining.

That isn't how putting peroxide on a wound should feel, why the fuck is he flinching over every tap?

Cold compress? It's a scrape! I'd be worried more about a concussion with a fall.

THE FUCKING TALKING WHILE THEY SET THE BED AND CLEAN IS SO FUNNY. That's the only editing in this movie that felt like it actually added something.

Why did she join in to the cleaning.

Love that he just wants to eat food when she clearly thinks they're going to fuck.

That was a gentle remote throw, don't know how it broke, 3/10.

You could have shot him almost at any time, now that a ton of people are waiting outside, you decide to care.

"Whore" "-Lying little whore" Hahahahaha. Its lame, but I love when movies do that.

(Seeing him fully bound in BDSM restraints) Look, Like What You Like, but this isn't safe with a stranger? Also, this room looks hard as shit to clean if fluids get anywhere.

If speech is a 'No No' in the dungeon there are toys for that.

"-I never panic". Angel would disagree, you panic all the fucking time. Speaking of Angel-

THE PAST

Izzy the spewer transfers across universes.

THAT ISN'T SAFE, don't reach around and try to swap drivers while driving.

Yes! Take all the drugs before you get pulled over, smart.

Their arguing is very just fucking funny. A lived weird friendship where things just keep going wrong. They're all tied into so many different criminal rings, but they found each other. This could be a prompt for a found family story.

(She took a ton of drugs because the cops are on their asses tryign to pull them over) "Do I look like I'm off my face!" "You're always off your face."

Everyone being high as shit panicking is so good. I've believed their weird friendship here more than anything else in this movie.

Love that they just kind of kidnapped this guy and now they need to deal with his corpse.

PRESENT

"Something I've always been bound up in!" Raises his hands, bound. That got a laugh out of me.

There are gags/toys for that babe, zipping up the mouth hole won't do shit.

Now that she knows all this stuff why doesn't she just shoot him

"Good Luck! God Bless!" He's fun.

At least she kept the key ring in eye sight for him.

This does play on the 'politicians are into kinky shit' thing, but eh.

She keeps on accidentally killing people. Fun.

(Weird shower scene) What the fuck? Who touches their body like that, is she getting off on this? It looks forceful and rough? What man directed this?

"I think he liked me." Sure? He liked you? Why does it matter that these people whose death you witness like you? It's not middle school, they're fucking dead.

"It was me, I was killing them. Sort of." Yes! I don't know why she only cares about them after they die.

What man directed this porn? I respect them not covering anything up I guess? I hope there's no creepy shit online where in interviews she felt like she was forced into these scenes.

The whole 'Multiple photos, that get snuffed out as they die' thing has grown on me, not going to lie.

Her removing her hat and seeing her hair fall down then lighting up a cig, to me, was more erotic than seeing her naked.

Are the 'criminal crew' all Queers? I know Angel was kind of homophobic and jerked off to lesbian porn but-

THERE'S QUEER WOMEN IN THIS? YESSSS!!!

"Lust came to the rescue?" What does that even mean? Are you planning on fucking her?

She's 40 which is still young, she's entering/in middle age. Just own any wrinkles you have, it's hot! So fucking weird that for feminine presenting people aging is seen as something awful, it shows experience! And you own a cat, and clearly have money! Live your life babe!

Her earrings are all choices in this. Those things could knock me out.

They don't film this shit for live TV, I don't know why they're so stressed about her being a few minutes late.

(Pulls bra on backward, snapping the clasp, twisting it right way round, pulling up straps and adjusting over chest) Most realistic scene of a woman putting on a bra in a movie.

Oh, to fondly be called Sweetie.

I want to be her: both of them.

Cocaine + Cigarettes + Alcohol. Uppers and Downers aren't great ideas. But she's having them.

They replaced her cause she's too old I'm guessing? Shitty.

"It wouldn't take much(to kill her)" So go do that! Why do you need a stroll to do the thing you were planning to do.

Strangulation feels like a choice you made when you have a gun.

(protagonist gets knocked out by a bottle when a criminal sees her gun) NICEE! She's been so dumb about pulling out the gun

Why is this such a Tom and Jerry routine

"Fuck you!" "All in good time" AHHHHHH. I've read this story before. We'll see how this one ends.

The PAST

Oh, my favorite crew of idiots. How did they evade the cops? They were just on their asses now they have time to pull over?

Con/Angel fireman carried that guy? Good for him!

"That's not very dignified!" "Well what do you suggest?!!""Stand him up!" They slum him over the railing. Idiots. I admire this crew of fuck ups.

Did they not check for a pulse? Like, even high most people could figure that out. If you can still drive, you can hold your finger up to someone's throat.

(Sees him slowly tip over the railing into the water) Okay, so it's kinda on them, yeah.

The PRESENT

Okay, so gun safety is to always assume a gun is loaded and safety is off. STOP WAVING IT UNDER YOUR NOSE

20? He looked mid 20s at least.

THE PAST (One of the earliest scene we see of them)

Doing drugs in a random Men's room is a choice.

Also, don't lick a public bathroom stall's TP Holder Angel, you fucking maniac.

I'm saying she wasn't invited cause they were planning to all fuck in the bathroom/do as many drugs as possible without her nose taking it all. Any other guesses?

I love Con in this so much. He's so unlike all his other characters it's just fun. Like a pissed-off high toddler that can only put a few thoughts together that arnt him being mad or horny.

"You're hair, it's so black!" "It's natural!" "Oh, Pa-lease" Angel said that last line, oh my sweet summer child, you confuse me so.

(the dead boyfriend and politician start getting handsy) No shit they had a thing going on there. They've been eye fucking every scene he's not passed out sick.

(She angles a mirror to see under a stall to watch a blowjob?) Mam, I wouldn't want to watch my friends fuck. Why are you so weird.

ANGEL 'COCK BLOCK' TO THE RESCUE. Look at that grin, he knew.

"I need some more(cocaine)." "Love? Affection? Punishment?" Sir, I have a whole discord full of Izzy Hands fans you can suggest ideas to. "I'll take the whole fucking lot." SIR!

Ohhh her boyfriend would entrap 'famous' queer people, take photos, and then blackmail/extort them. He deserved to die then, no sweat off their backs. (Also, how does evil lady know all this to tell our protagonist? Is she extorting Patrick now?)

Present

Okay, this is my 4th time seeing this woman naked. Why?

(Protag is tied down and evil lady whispered in her ear)This is...a scene.

Gross forced kiss. I had more fun when this was semi-playful banter but now its just sexual assault. Gross, director.

Mam, you didn't bring that many bullets. Why are you just shooting random shit.

She just leaves her alive?

Aww, I wanted her to kill him(the other extorting friend). If anything he also kind of deserves some of the blame.

Well, this whole plot was kind of for nothing. She got closer to the real plot and was able to realize how shitty her boyfriend was. If he was 20 then she's got to be close to that age. She has plenty of life to move on from this.

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Story: 5/10 Shit. No character in this movie had agency/impacted the plot. Everything was accidental. All the ways they were doomed weren't purposefully set up by the main protagonists.

She didn't actively plan for these deaths so they feel hollow. Angel sure, he was tied down by her, but he lives on the nth story, so in the 30-ish minutes he could have left he likely wouldn't have. He assumed it was safe. The politician was an accident, and the media lady still would have gotten replaced.

In OFMD it's fun when Stede Bonnet accidentally kills because we care about him. We know he doesn't mean to do this and it plays on the murderous pirate trope. In this movie, we only know she's hunting down her boyfriend's murders. That's all we know about her! One hour, and thirty minutes, she had no development.

This would be such a fun premise. A woman accidentally interrupts a crime 'friend' group and watches them fall apart. Yet they make it gross and weirdly give no one agency in this whole story.

I want to write this movie better. This premise could be rewritten for a fanfic...hmm....

Editing/Cinematography: 5/10 Keeping it out of chronological order ruined the movie. Some shit really bothered me. A director is a man who has only done other projects to this level. He also wrote this shit, so every gratuitously extra scene of our main actress naked was all on him. He wanted to see her fondle herself and oh boy did he get it.

Every scene of this nature just felt uncomfortable, and putting that forced kiss in at the end just adds to that. He's a perv who thought it was hot. The main actress's dead fish eyes during just added to the awful feeling I got. Sure, we got a 'blowjob' scene, but nothing was super explicit other than it happening. Sexual 'deviancy' felt like something to be ogled at in this movie. The straight/pure 'good' main character had to do away with these sinful yatta yatta, you've heard it all before. I can make this 1:30 minute movie into an hour movie if I cut it.

I wish we cared more about Angel getting caught by the men he owed money too. About Harry getting publicly outed and dumped. About Andrea getting replaced in her tv show. But we just don't. It just kind of happens.

Imagine if we told the backstory of her boyfriend's murder first. Then our main character shows up 20 minutes in, without knowing what the audience knew, to hunt them down! That would be so much more fun! And gives us a reason to care! I enjoyed the flashbacks in this movie and not much else.

There's a good movie in here, it just needs to be re-edited.

Every character besides Con: 6-7/10 I liked how fucked up everyone was, and most of my issues are with the writing. They acted with what they had, and they had shit. Somehow our 3 criminals come off as a weird trio accidentally, just through chemistry. I wanted a movie about them. The spare characters just seemed to try to have fun beside our protagonist. She did the whole dead eyes, getting justice thing. In the end, it didn't even fulfill her. Finding the truth did, not assisting in their downfalls.

Con! 6-7/10 Loved it: Once I accepted he was playing a goofy junkie, I was having a good time. The scene where she saves him after the interrogation was weird. It put me off his character for a few scenes. He was into her and tried to make a move, she told him he needed protection, and that whole story line was just dropped. WHY!

FLASHBACK ANGEL WAS FUN. I don't know the order they shot this, but currently, Angel felt like an always high junkie. Flashback Angel felt like the shitty friend who bullies the friend group and doesn't contribute to anything. When they fall apart he's panicking and loses all bravado. He's fun. I don't think I've seen a bad performance from him. The plot and writing just dragged it all down.

OVERALL: 5-6/10 Writing can kill a movie, and it murdered this one. Definitely the worst of the bunch so far. I enjoyed it, but in a 'cant look away sort of way', it was very fun to watch and just see the action unfold. So do with that what you will.

I'd recommend this movie if you're here for Con. If I wanted to watch this plot again, I'd just watch Vengeance Is Mine. Low B tier overall for movie+Con. Just above the projects where he has almost no time.

Looking at IMDB he did this after Dancing Thru the Dark and the same year as Scarborough Ahoy. How the ever loving fuck?

I would love to hear everyone's thoughts down below, including the usual suspects!

@mossiestpiglet @ivegotnonameidea @treesofgreen

Have an amazing day y'all!

[dungeonsandblorbos]

Campaign Intros: Curse of Strahd

so we're calling this campaign Curse of Strahd, which is an actual dnd 5e adventure book, but what we're actually playing is probably at least 80% homebrew. my husband, the DM, wasn't satisfied with the real book, as its worldbuilding wasn't deep or horrifying or dangerous enough for his gothic horror purposes. so he significantly expanded the lore, made Strahd a whole lot more powerful (as he should be), and even made his own maps and other Dark Lords! he's done an absolutely incredible job and i cannot heap enough praise on him. like, we're only 13 sessions in and this is his first time DMing, but he really makes this campaign something special <3

~anyway~

the setting

if you're familiar with Curse of Strahd as written, you've probably got a decent understanding of the basic setting already. i'm sure there's some major differences, but you'd have to ask my husband what they are lol

for those unfamiliar with Curse of Strahd, it takes place in the country of Barovia, a gloomy gothic nation banished from the material plane about four hundred years ago. now, it exists as its own little demi-plane in the Shadowfell, surrounded by deadly mists. somewhere in those mists are a few paths out to Faerun, but only a select few can walk them. everyone else, even those who wander in by mistake, are trapped. the sun does not shine here. there are no songbirds, only crows and ravens and owls. the dead do not like to stay dead. and it's all ruled over by the undying dread king Strahd von Zarovich, who is charming and cunning and ruthless and bored

the party

Cerris Tempescu: my PC! you know him, you met him here. a human tempest cleric who's basically what would happen if Clark Kent were a classic gothic hero (and also the most bottom to ever bottom). he's depressed. he's a himbo. he has something of a hero complex. he's my sweet baby boy and i love him and want him to eventually get a happily ever after, but first he's gotta suffer a whole bunch

Shalden Broadfist: a (purple) half-orc paladin devoted to the Smiling God, a big desert worm with a very neutral morality. Shalden is charming in a mostly awkward sort of way, and also something of a himbo. waaaaay more chill about the atrocities they've witnessed (and accidentally contributed to) than Cerris. looks good in an apron. can breathe fire. also very good at getting possessed

Valessha: an androgynous (purple) moon elf knowlege cleric. was naturally the smart one of the party . . . until they got yanked into a bag of holding by the Bag Man, where they've since been stuck.

Important NPCs

Ireena Kolyana: the one, the only, Ireena Kolyana. a beautiful and fiery young noblewoman who's handy with a sword and crossbow and throwing knives. headstrong, confident, and intelligent. she likes purple wildflowers, somewhat masculine clothing, and teasing Cerris, among other things

Ismark the Lesser: Ireena's older brother, and the current mayor of Barovia Village. when we first meet him, he's tired. like, only in his 30s and he's already gone silver tired. when we meet him again, he's got a shotgun and he's out for blood and vengeance against the people he feels were responsible for what happened to his sister (read: us!)

Arrigal: one of Strahd's . . . what's the word? henchmen? servants? lackeys? whatever else he is, Arrigal is a smarmy prick. blessed by Strahd with the ability to traverse the mists, he has personally lured many heroes (including our party) from Faerun to their deaths in Barovia, all for his master's entertainment

Luvash: Arrigal's younger but larger brother. big and strong and kind, but not stupid, although i'm sure his brother thinks he is. big dad energy

Madame Eva: a wise old woman cursed with nigh eternal unlife by her half-brother, Strahd. using her deck of tarokka cards, she can read your future—for a price. not money, no, she has no use for that, but a particularly interesting artifact or trinket will do

[redacted]: a horrifying eldritch family who lives in a cute little blue farmhouse surrounded by impossibly vast fields of "corn" and "scarecrows." there's a father who's very tall, a mother who's an excellent baker, and a child who likes to draw. their faces are obscured by a whirling static of color, and their voices have a lovely southern (US) drawl. their diet seems to consist exclusively of baked goods, candy, and other sweets. sometimes their movement sounds odd, like a bug's chitinous carapace rubbing against itself as it moves. sometimes their disembodied voices hover around you speaking in unison. sometimes they paralyze you and prop you up at their dinner table like a doll

Strahd: the man, the myth, the legend. Strahd is tall, dark, and handsome, with a rich voice and surprisingly warm hands. he is elegant, suave, charismatic, bold, intelligent, and many other nice sounding things; but he has been around for a long time, and he has seen many things, and he is bored of it all. despite the incredible power he already possesses, he hungers for more. has a self-professed fondness for religious men, having flirted with both Cerris and Shalden on numerous occasions

the plot . . . so far

after being lured into Barovia by Arrigal, our party finds themselves doing what they can to help the folks of Barovia village. they clear out a haunted and cursed old manor, putting the ghosts there to rest. they help bury Ireena and Ismark's father so Strahd's minions will stop messing with it. they promise a pastor to help him return his vampire spawn son to genuine life

and when they learn that Ireena is believed to be the reincarnation of Strahd's one true love Tatyana, that as a result, he has been trying to capture her and make her his bride for years, they agree to escort her to the temple in Valaki, the last stronghold against Strahd's power

upon arriving in Valaki, they are tasked with finding a missing holy relic as payment for sheltering Ireena. after losing Valessha to the Bag Man, going on a side quest to help Luvash recover his daughter from a family of hags, and playing out the beginning of a sweet little romantic comedy between Cerris and Ireena, they do find it and return it. but it quickly becomes apparent that something is deeply wrong here in Valaki

indeed, it turns out that the whole ordeal was something of a setup. more than a handful of NPCs thought to be good people—or, at least, neutral ones—are revealed to be working with Strahd to bring down Valaki and help him free himself from the confines of Barovia

you see, the curse that ties Strahd to this land and prevents him from leaving is not really a curse on him, but upon his bloodline. as the only surviving member of the von Zaroviches, unable to have children as a side effect of being undead, it remains effective. but if, say, he were to have a little niece or nephew running around, he just might be able to place them on the throne and pass along the curse, leaving himself free to return to Faerun and his conquest

but how could Strahd aquire a niece or nephew when his only sibling, Sergei, has been dead for four hundred years?

well, it should be noted Tatyana was not really Strahd's lover. he did ask her to be his, once, but she refused—and shortly thereafter, fell in love with and married his brother. when the pair died tragically, Tatyana was pregnant; and so the unfinished soul of her unborn child lingered, attached to her own soul as she reincarnated again and again and again over four hundred years. a particularly powerful fertility spell—say, one fueled by the very holy relic our party retrieved—could feasibly impregnate a reincarnation of Tatyana with the ghost of Sergei's child

so, of course, that's what Strahd's minions do. they put Ireena in a deep trance, kidnap her, and, armed with the very holy relic our party unwittingly retrieved for them, perform a ritual for a powerful fertility spell that presumably sticks a ghost baby in her womb without her knowledge or consent. and then she's whisked away to Strahd's castle, the city of Valaki is conquered, and our heroes are publicly blamed for it all

with nothing else to do, they turn to the cryptic reading Madame Eva gave them, hoping it holds the secret to defeating Strahd—and that they can decipher it before it's too late

[giggly-squiggily]

i'm done. i finished it. or rather it finished me. 💀

I LOVE IT SO MUCH- sorry haikyuu, you've been officially replaced, demon slayer is my nr 1 now 😭❤️❤️

just. idk i'm screaming- THAT WAS SO HYPE. HOW WAS THAT SO FUCKING HYPE. AND SO GODDAMN BEAUTIFUL BUT ALSO LIKE DEVASTATING AT THE SAME TIME-

there was sososo much i loved but one thing: i had been spoilered about most deaths (except for one that you uh. might be able to deduct from the other ask i sent you.) and that sucked ofc but i didn't know any details so i was still surprised by some of the circumstances. and i didn't expect those circumstances to be so calm in some cases, i'm sure you know who i'm talking about, and that really. idk that really made my day somehow

i'm sorry i still need to cope rn, gotta go write fanfiction and make this my entire personality for the next few weeks 😭

JLERJEJRJEJ LETS GOOOO!!! It was truly incredible, wasn't it? :D

More spoilery talks beneath the cut for Demon Slayer Manga

NO FOR REALLL!!! I had been more or less spoiled for a few deaths- I knew about Obanai and Mitsuri (Don't even get me started on their ending, I will wail-) And that's true! Like- it's one thing to know the deaths, but to see the actual way they go + the freaking post death reunions with family and friends alongside the way characters like Kanao and Sanemi react to the loss of their loved ones-

I just- OW.

And absolutely! It's probably the whole "We're Hashria so we expect to die." Kinda energy like Gyomei told Koku when they fought- no fear, only acceptance and- in Shinobu's case- satisfying vengeance.

God, I just love the woman of Demon Slayer. I love the characters, period. I'm gonna go reread it now- brb!

jljelarejrjarjajkjr NAH SAME!!! That was me after Mugan Train just: "Oh ouch, ouchie- I'm gonna go write him and Tengen causing mayhem akerjkakerjarej"

KERKJEJLRJEJR HELP THAT'S A MOOD RJLJKERJEJRJE Oh god, I love you so much, Rey! 🤣 Write that fanfiction and THRIVE!

[hawthornsword]

help i want to hear about like... all your wips. but if i have to choose a couple to ask about, tell me a little about loyalty as a love language, the last daughters of house mereel, boba/ahsoka variations, cody reconditioned during rako hardeen, and/or stewjoni knitting au??

Hoo boy, I am happy to share about all of these, so this is gonna be long.

The Last Daughters of House Mereel.

This is an alternate universe where Kal Skirata, Walon Vau, and Mij Gilamar were with Jango's Haat Mando'ade before Galidraan. (Please note I have not finished reading the Republic Commando books and these fellas will likely not be written even remotely in character.) Galidraan happened the same, but these three didn't die because they weren't there. Where were they?

Well, Kal's daughter Ruusan ran away from her mom's home because she wants to be a Mando warrior like dad, so he had to take her and go talk to her mom about custody stuff.

Walon meanwhile was in love with that princess on his home planet who had beem imprisoned in some fanatical religious cult's monastery. I decided they had a kid too, and when Walon discovered this, he goes home to try again to rescue his princess and their kid. Sadly he does not rescue his love, but he does get his little girl Mitzli.

And finally we have Mij. Mij married a Mandalorian woman named Tani and then she was murdered at some point. He vowed vengeance. And he absolutely hates Priest and Reau and Death Watch. So I'm saying they had two daughters, Peyton and Jonah, before Tani was murdered by Death Watch. I've decided she was a Viszla, but a True Mandalorian that hated Death Watch. And Peyton is born Force Sensitive. Tani thought this was a sign that they could return to the glory days of Tarre Viszla, the Mandalorian Jedi, healing the rift between their peoples, and wanted to send Peyton to the Jedi temple to be trained. The Death Watch Viszlas hated Tani since she left them for the Haat Mando'ade. Mij promised Tani as she died that he'd send Peyton to the Jedi, however, he didn't actually want to so when he takes her, he explains that it was her mother's wish not his, and he wants yearly visits to check on her and to call her. He also doesn't mention the fact they're Mandalorian. So Peyton does get raised as both Mando and Jedi, but she and her dad and sister are the only ones who know it. When Galidraan happens, Mij is gone on one of his yearly visits.

So when Jango gets around to recruiting the the three men to Kamino, they bring their daughters. They're contractually obligated to keep their work secret, and the girls live in a different area so theoretically they shouldn't ever find out what's going on. Even when Kal adopts the nulls, according to the Kaminoans they're supposed to stay with the other clones and simply be trained by Kal.

So when the girls get to Kamino their ages range from 17 to 11. Boba is 2, and they babysit.

Now Peyton was supposed to be with the Jedi, right? Well, Mij asked her what she wanted to do and the Force guided her to go to Kamino too, so she hasn't quit but she's essentially told the Jedi she needed extended leave of absence. (Remember Jango and the others still don't know she's a Jedi padawan.)

It doesn't take the girls long to sneak around Kamino and discover what shady business uncle Jango has been up to, and they do not like it. So they decide they're going to try to fix it all.

Ruusaan grows up to be a scary badass warrior, Mitzli is an electrical engineer, Jonah is a doctor, and Peyton does digital forensics (she's a hacker but she gotta have a day job.) These will all be conveniently plot relevant jobs.

There's going to be a very comedic reveal at some point when Jango realizes Peyton is a Jedi, when the Jedi realize Peyton is a Mandalorian, and when all the dads realize they had terrible opsec for that decade on Kamino because their kids have been undermining the war since they were teenagers.

And finally, where this story all initially started, and where it will probably eventually end, was the Corrie Guard Commanders trying to convince Fox to take a night off and get him laid. Which leads to him meeting this charming and mysterious girl Peyton at 79s.

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Boba/Ahsoka variations Essentially I keep having a ton of different ideas of Boba and Ahsoka time traveling back from during the imperial/rebellion era to when they were kids/teens to try to fix things. Sometimes it's on accident, sometimes it's on purpose. Usually they go back to during the development of the clones, but once it's all the way back to Galidraan. Sometimes they're friends, sometimes they were still enemies, in the middle of a fight, Boba trying to collect the bounty on Ahsoka. Sometimes, they say that's why they're fighting but it's actually more complicated than that - in that officially speaking that's still the case, but at some point they hooked up and Boba is still pissed because he thought it was more but turns out she's still hung up on Rex.

Sometimes the whole thing takes place from Jango's perspective and he's awkwardly watching his ten year old have a lover's quarrel with this 14 year old togruta who just appeared from nowhere, which makes it more believable but no kess awful when your kid tells you he's a time traveler.

I haven't decided which version I like best yet.

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Cody reconditioned during the Rako Hardeen arc

This one was actually @eclipsesilverwolf's idea but she said it was too sad for her to write so I promised to do it for her.

Essentially Cody and Obi-Wan were already deeply in love when the Rako Hardeen arc happened, and Cody is absolutely fucked up with grief. Like he's non-functional. (Which, probably would never happen honestly, because it's Cody, who does his duty just like Obi-Wan, but just go with it for the sake of the drama.) Whatever natborn or Jedi is in charge of the 212th while Obi-Wan is gone (dare I change the timeline and say Krell?) finds this unacceptable and sends Cody to be reconditioned.

So when Obi-Wan comes home, it's to a Cody who doesn't remember him at all. Obi-Wan is furious, of course. Poor Cody is just confused as to why the new guy is so friendly and sad and sometimes reaches out to touch him like they're close. Hebhas to go on his brothers telling him about hiw things used to be, but even theu didn't know the extent of the relationship, and now they've beek under Krell's leadership, so Cody is so unsure of this Kenobi guy. So they're having to learn each other all over again and navigate this newly unbalanced relationship. Obi-Wan offers to use the Force to help Cody remember, but he doesn't trust Obi-Wan anymore, so he says no.

There are several more severely angsty plot things I may have happen before it all resolves, but it will have an eventual happy; I'm incapable of doing otherwise.

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Stewjoni Knitting au

This was inspired by a discord conversation about Waxer/Boil Month prompts, but this ended up being more Codywan than Waxer/Boil. We'll see if I can get enough of it done in time to give W/B their own separate part.

The Separatists shoot down the 212th and the venator crashes on Stewjon. Stewjon is independent, not Republic, and isolationist. They refuse to contact the Republic, but as soon as they realize Obi-Wan is one of them they're super friendly otherwise. They say they'll repair the venator if the 212th helps them throw the Separatists off their planet first.

Obi-Wan's family is actually contacted and immediately comes to meet him. (They proudly gave him to the Jedi knowing he'd be happy and well cared for with them, and also gave the Jedi their contact info. If Obi-Wan ever needed it or wanted to come home he was welcome.

Now, Obi-Wan knew something of his birth culture but it was mostly secondhand knowledge through reading in the temple archives. It isn't a complete cultural education. One thing he's picked up though is knitting. It's meditative and provides something to always do with his hands, much like Anakin's tinkering. He pretty much always has his knitting with him. And he knows his clan colors and patterns. Actually that's why the 212th is that color - its Obi-Wan's color. Obi-Wan gifts pretty much everything he makes to people. There are near-strangers and acquaintances and dearest friends throughout the galaxy with Obi-Wan's knitting. He lets the Force guide him on what yarns and patterns to use and what to gift to who when, but he almost always uses yarn he imports directly from Stewjon. It's rare and highly prized for it's beautiful metallic sheen, and only a small amount is exported. Stewjoni citizens away from home get first dibs on the exports.

This yarn not only looks metallic but actually is. The sheep on stewjon developed armored wool to protect against a certain predator. Once spun up and knit or felted, it works as a pretty decent armored garment too. Cody keeps trying to get Obi-Wan into armor. Obi-Wan insists he doesn't need it, but never bothers to explain why. He and Cody get into a situation where Cody's armor gets badly damaged and Obi-Wan gives him a piece of his clothing and finally explains its armored nature. He never takes it back, and Cody continues to wear it under his armor. Obi-Wan likes knowing he's helping keep Cody safe, even when he's not beside him.

Many members of the 212th have been gifted knit items by the time they crash on Stewjon.

When Obi-Wan's family meets the 212th, they are delighted by all the new members of their family. Obi-Wan is confused. The family asks why he's confused. He asks what they mean by family. They explain that the 212th wearing Kenobi colors/patterns means they're family by Stewjoni standards, and they thought Obi-Wan had been marrying/adopting all these troopers. Obi-Wan explains he didn't know that's what the cultural significance was, and they say that's fine, they're still happy to have them anyway. They say it still counts as legal on Stewjon whether Obi-Wan knew it or not.

Now, since they've accepted the clones into the Kenobi clan, and they find out their whole situation, they immediately are against the Republic for illegally enslaving citizens of Stewjon.

Meanwhile, Cody and Obi-Wan are a little bit freaking out about the fact that giving Stewjoni knitting is basically equivalent of Mandalorian armor exchanges of betrothal. They found out separately from one another, so Obi-Wan determines that this is fine, Cody has his heart it's true, but Obi-Wan will never say anything because he's committed to the Jedi. It's just a private love he'll carry in his heart. It's fine. Cody however, assuming that Obi-Wan knew exactly what he was doing when he gave him the armorweave, decides he must give Obi-Wan something in return which leads to a whole subplot about getting beskar armor.

Meanwhile, Boil is learning to knit in the background so he can give something to Waxer, and Waxer is communing with the beasts and has probably decided he wants to he a sheep farmer.

[fairytale-poll]

LOSER'S BRACKET SEMI FINALS! MATCH 1 OUT OF 2

Propaganda Under the Cut:

Little Red Riding Hooded Mercenary

General Propaganda:

come on just look at her shes so fucking cool

SHES SOOOOOOOO FUCKING COOOOLL ok so like. Lobotomy Corporation takes place in an SCP type facility where a bunch of abnormalities are living. She is one of them. She is a mostly undying humanoid creature that lives for the sole sake of hunting down the Big And Will Be Bad Wolf. She lives in your facility and will BREAK OUT of her containment if she feels that the wolf is near (or if too many people are dying). You can also hire her to assist you in taking down other abnormalities, and she's actually super good at it. And her outfit is just so sooo sick? She's so cool. Please play Lobotomy Corporation it goes on sale for like $7 every Steam Sale

She's red riding hood if red riding hood had a gun. Also she kisses women

Monster based on human subconscious aka an Abnormality based on the story of Little Red Riding Hood (duh). In this story, she was mauled by the wolf (Big And Might Be Bad Wolf) who is based on all fairy tale wolf villains. Little Red then got to work plotting her revenge and making Bloodborne-esque gear for herself and the two Abnos are locked in eternal combat of hatred for one another

She's literally the coolest, just look at her. For people who might not be so familiar with her: She's one of the abnormalities that remain locked in the Lobotomy Corporation. Her past is somewhat unclear, but she has some horrid scars on her face due to the Big Bad Wolf and she swore vengeance upon him because of that incident. This lead her to become a mercenary and she looks 1000% scarier and more badass than the wolf lol. Also, asides from the fact that she may kill half of your team if she escapes containment, she is quite chill and will even help you take care of your problems if you pay her.

little red riding hood but consumed by vengeance to the point of becoming an anomalous creature hellbent on completing her eternal battle with the wolf. intense desire for revenge. baller as fuck design. will help you kill other escaping abnormalities but you gotta pay her to do it. gets pissed off every time someone escapes containment except for that one annoying bird for absolutely no discernible reason. if you let her kill the wolf she gives you bonuses but if someone else kills the wolf she goes fucking bananas. truly an inspired feral creature of a woman.

Go girl!!! We love your unrestrained violence!

She is literally the absolute coolest!!! I mean, just look at her design! Everything about it screams fucking cool! Not to mention that her story has themes of vengeance, rage, and grief!!! And Lobotomy corporation is just the fucking best and soooooo underrated.

She's starting to fall behind so GO ON AND VOTE MERC WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR! (and buy Lobotomy Corp on steam it's not even that expensive!)

Vote for Riding Hooded Mercenary she's an Abnormality serving as a hired merc that means shes a hunter of her own kind and she WILL chase them to the ends of earth lest she dies herself or knows that damn Wolf is nearby. The cursor for sending hits on something is a wanted poster. She's WAW-classed too, a step below the most dangerous category for her ilk. she shares the class with things such as insane-ass magical girls, an eyeless flower horse turns people into wisteria gardens, fucked up and evil Little Prince, a bird judge that hangs its victims, the now-animate poisoned apple that killed Snow White, and of course the Wolf itself.

Loser's Bracket Propaganda:

little red wouldve gone so so hard if she wasnt against ylfa immediately… victory for our mercenary gal.

Riding Hooded Merc is a bonafide baddie & professional

She;s so fucking cool. almost got murdered by the wolf (also in lobcorp by the way) and she wants revenge so bad. cool as hell mercenary. also just look at her come on

I feel that they all deserve a bit more recognition as just about every Little Red Riding Hood is remembered for their story, but not their character. And I believe that the few I selected are truly well rounded characters, and amazing takes on who the character is.

the Lobotomy Corp one I know nothing about but who has a sick design (I also want the fans of this one to have a win because I liked watching the first round because of them)

Bugs Bunny

General Propaganda:

So the story is that the Three Little Pigs sell Bugs their straw and wood houses, the Big Bad Wolf blows them down, and Bugs decides to get revenge - by dressing himself up as Little Red Riding Hood, getting the Wolf to play his part in that story, and then messing with him as only Bugs can. Here's the video if you've never seen it: https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x6vk41x

Bugs Bunny is an icon and he was so good for his role in this short. When he and the wolf realized they could work together against the pigs... oh my God. Come on Tumblr, you have to admit they had a little gay tension between them. Besides, at the end, when the brick house comes down and the wolf, so surprised and proud of himself exclaims "I did it!" and then it pans over to Bugs with the bomb and he slyly adds "We did it!" communist Bugs canon.

I love Bugs but badass little girls with the personality of a gruff action heroes are everything to 12 year old girls.

Loser's Bracket Propaganda:

Bugs Bunny winning would just be really funny