#well technically he’s still traumatized but yeah he’s ‘fine’

[sandeewithtwoe]

Have you watched that animation where Delta goes against Cross? If so, you should make a comic where Delta actually kills Cross & when he gets back home(omega timeline), Epic(and maybe Color) ask where he has been & Delta talk about how he basically kills Cross( tjdrf possible angst??? Tjz)

I cant write angst I’m sorry

Delta belongs to Animated Zorox

Epic belong to yugogeer012

Epic belongs to Jakei95

Ink belongs to comyet/myebi

Transcript:

Epic: DELTA BRUH!

Epic: YOU KILLED CROSS DIDNT YOU??

Delta: Huh?? Who???

Epic: My friend Cross! White coat with white fur? Scar on right cheek? Has edgy loner vibes?

Delta: Oh right!

Delta: YEAH I KILLED HIM SO WHAT??

Epic: WHY DID YOU DO THAT?! I THOUGHT WE WERE CHUMS!!

Delta: HE WAS LITERALLY ABOUT TO DESTROY AN ENTIRE AU TO STEAL CODES! ALSO HE WAS FUCKING PISSING ME OFF!!!

Epic: HOW DARE YOU!! DONT TALK ABOUT HIM THAT WAY!!!!

Epic and Delta: AAAAAAAAAAA

Ink: And then! They fight for hours, destroying everything! Colour eventually comes back and sees everything basically decimated, bla bla bla…

Cross: ???

[totaleclipse573]

Hey! I would like to know more about Evelyn's amnesia because amnesiac characters fascinate me. :) Was it a traumatic brain injury? Was It related to the gravity gem? Does she ever get flashes of her old memories? What would have to happen for Evelyn to get all her memories back?

Yeah this took long I was overthinking 😅 Anyways

(Slams fist on table) YOU. YOU ASK FOR EVELYN LORE?? (Technically anyway.) I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT. I HAVE BEEN ASKED TO OC RANT. THIS IS SO SO GREAT. I’VE HAD THIS IN MIND SINCE SHE WAS BEING DRAWN. SHE WAS JUST TRYING TO GO AND HAVE FUN.

Bit of a long post warning bc it will basically be an Evelyn lore post, as her amnesia led to a BUNCH of things happening with her lore wise.

So, to set the scene and all that, I want to go to a little bit before THAT happened. Evelyn grew up in a multitude of places, due to both of her parents being archeologists who weren't around often, but still cared deeply for their two kids. It inspires Evelyn, who wants to go off and explore new places in the world that they’ve never been to before. And now that she’s old enough to do so, she’s waving her family goodbye. Kit doesn’t want to see her go!! :(

But she makes a promise to her little brother, that regardless of where she ends up, she’ll always come back to see him. She’d never forget about him! She and Kit were always really close, despite all their petty sibling arguments. Played around and joked a lot…he would miss that.

Her parents are all over the place about this. Does she know where she’s going??? Does she have a set plan?? Where will she stay? Did she pack everything she needed for this kind of thing? We’ve been traveling for a long time, you know, you know what you should be bringing right?? Oh god what if she gets lost??? What if she’s not happy where she ends up?? Of course they support her but it’s kinda risky when you think too much about it-

Evelyn ASSURES them that she’ll be fine XD She has a set first destination place, knows where she’ll be living, has a method of transportation she’ll need to get to, AND KNOWS HOW TO, DON’T WORRY, and she’s sure she’ll be very happy there. And don’t worry, she also has a set date to come back and visit (Kit is already marking his calendar.)

With that and a bit more being said, she’s finally off! Her family was currently in this really weird area…she thinks her parents were involved with some kind of cave exploration? And that’s why they moved near here? (Don’t ask how there is a house near this place. It’s for the plot. I haven’t thought about the logic of that specifically yet XD) Not seeing any caves around here smh…..

Turns out they were underground caves. Everything goes downhill from here :D

Slight misstep, the ground apparently wasn’t very solid at this point of the long journey just to get to transportation from this area, and it caused her to fall through. Upon impact with the ground after the long fall, she passed out, suffering a severe traumatic brain injury. (Not dead! Somehow. Plot.)

Much later, she woke up with no memories. No memory of why she was here, where this was, why she couldn’t think, why she felt so, SO dizzy, nauseous, why everything was blurry and confusing….why was she bleeding? Maybe if she could get up, she could find out why…?

Well that made everything feel so much worse.

Trying to walk was hard. She was all shaky and unbalanced. Something bugged her to keep going, though. She didn’t know what, but it was there. So she did, even if it felt awful. And, after what felt like an eternity…light? Light that hurt her eyes…everything else was dark. Maybe that was where she had to go. 

Soon enough, rocks. Many rocks. Beneath a pile of large ones,  she could see a faint glow. A bluish one? Maybe she should try and get it out…she can’t move the rocks, they’re far too heavy. That was a dumb idea. Obviously better one : there seems to be a crack in between these rocks where the glowy thing is glowing. Put the hand in. 

Confused and very much unable to think clearly, she made an attempt to reach in and grab whatever the source of the glow was. It only resulted in her hand remaining stuck in there. After a little while things seemed hopeless. She had just doomed herself in the stupidest way possible! Great work, Evelyn. (Where did that name come from…?)

Then, she had decided to give up struggling. 

There was soon a searing pain on the back of the hand trapped in the rock pile. She could do nothing but scream, it wouldn't stop, the light was becoming brighter by the second. Unknown to her, the glow had come from a strange gem that had, too, been stuck between the rocks. And it was forcibly attaching itself to her own hand. Burning away at her glove so that it could fuse onto her fur. The pain was eventually over, and the burning feeling stopped, but Evelyn felt far more drained then before. To this day she claims the gem "saved her" from what would have been an eternal prison. It had some kind of special power... like it could manipulate gravity itself. Both she and the rocks had floated, after all. What other explanation was there for that? After she escaped from the cave, she was found by Eggman, who took notice of these odd abilities she seemed to have. Although the cause of this was probably the gem on her hand, she could still be useful. Perhaps there would be some way to remove it and dispose of her later (there was not. There were attempts. She has scars to prove it. But she agreedto everything, so…)

Thus, Evelyn instead ended up joining the Eggman Empire, with no memory of her past other than the cave incident, and this. Its all she knows, and oftentimes she wonders why that is. Even so, she learns to adapt to her new life, gaining a newer, (annoyingly, to some) sassier personality. She once rivaled with Starline, but quit shortly after he was fired, realizing she wanted to do and find things out her own way, do whatever SHE chose to do, rather then just following Eggman around all the time.

As of now, she is on a team with Starline (ironically, although they still do despise one another.) and Doleon, which is called "Team Gem." She isn't around all the time, but even so is the most qualified to be called their "leader" of sorts. She's still very lost on her past, but tries to convince herself that if she hasn't been able to remember it for all this time now, then it probably wasn't worth remembering, and that she should focus more on the now. Whether or not that was for the best...she tries not to think to hard about that one.

Her parents and Kit had no idea what had happened to her. Was she lost? Had something bad happened to her? Had she gotten too caught up in her adventures and forgotten to pick up the phone? Every single time…? Had she lied when she said she would come back…? That doesn’t seem like her. They also notice how it’s affecting Kit, too. Look at him, his ears are droopy all the time now…clearly he wasn’t in a good state. They’d still try and look for Evelyn, but Kit needed a lot of comforting. He thinks he’s been abandoned by his own sister…

…Where did he go??

>:D

Now, as for the other two questions : 

She doesn’t exactly get flashes? More like feelings. Feelings that a certain thing or place or person might be familiar. Extreme deja vu. Never ends up going full circle into a revived memory though

I don’t know if she CAN get her old memories back tbh. Maybe a few, if something really big happened, but never all of them. She’ll never have her whole past back. But that’s okay, the present is pretty great for her, it seems. Why live in the past at all?

[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

In the clouds

Wilbur looked at his communicator for the daily quests. The assignments that decided whether his child would lose a life — or worse, be unhappy. No child of his would ever be sad, if he could help it.

Now, he wasn’t great at the whole ‘existing in a dangerous world’ thing, death was very probable, even if he loathed to admit it.

But he would make sure that his daughter had a good life until then, at least.

The quests were pretty simple… give the baby a food that starts with a ‘b’, spend time with another baby…

Bathe the baby!

Ah, yeah, that one was probably going to be a problem.

Wilbur didn’t have a bath.

It wasn’t that he didn’t bathe, don’t get him wrong, he had a river outside of his house, and he was happy to duck under from time to time to scrub away dirt and grime. He was content to let Tallulah do the same, would even help her dislodge the flower petals and leaves that always seemed to stick themselves in her curly hair…

But he didn’t know whether that would count. The federation, from what he had heard, was very particular.

So, he did what every person who had just had kids does:

WilburSoot: phil

WilburSoot: phil

WilburSoot: phil

WilburSoot: phil

WilburSoot: phil

Ph1LzA: what mate?

WilburSoot: phil

WilburSoot: oh

WilburSoot: help

He could almost hear Phil groan from atop the wall.

Ph1LzA: okay fine

Ph1LzA: warp up

Wilbur grinned widely and turned to look for Tallulah. As usual, his little girl was being an angel. She was at their (admittedly pitifully small) farm, poking at wheat grains as if that would make them grow faster.

They had food. Phil had made sure that they had a plentiful supply of avocado toast, but Tallulah was apparently sick of the taste. Wilbur wasn’t sure how to break it to her that the wheat would be used to make more bread, so he was opting to cross that bridge when he got to it. Which was decidedly not happening anytime soon, much to Tallulah's current chagrin.

“Sweetheart!” he called, and her head jerked up to look at him. “Anything that starts with a ‘b’ in there?”

She shook her head.

Wilbur hummed. “Worth a shot. We’re visiting your abuelito.”

“And tio Chayanne?” she signed.

Wilbur bit back the words ‘I sure hope not’, borne out of a sibling rivalry that was frankly a little embarrassing considering the age gap between Chayanne and himself.

Not because he didn’t want to say it, but because he remembered that one of the tasks was to hang out with another kid, and Wilbur didn’t really know anyone else on the island enough to do a playdate.

(Okay, technically he knew Quackity and Slimecicle rather well, but he didn’t think that going to see their childrens’ memorials would count for the quest, and there was no need to traumatize his young daughter by showing her such depressing things.)

“We’ll see,” he said instead, smiling. “C’mon, I’ll set up the warpstone.”

She rushed to the tiny building they had set up their warpstone in, circling it with bright eyes, practically bouncing in place as Wilbur worked at calibrating it to send them to Phil and Missa’s house.

It didn’t take long, he practically had the coordinates memorized at this point, but apparently it was too long for Tallulah, who had slapped a hand to the pillar the moment Wilbur drew his hands back, his mouth still partially open, his tongue pressed against the top of his mouth in preparation to form the ‘d’ sound in ‘done’.

He snickered to himself, waiting until he saw her disappear in a flurry of purple particles before allowing the warpstone to take him, as well.

His smell was what returned to him first. The smell of flora, bread in the oven, and a million or so barrels of potatoes.

Then it was sound. The quiet trickle of water. One of those annoying flies that plagued the place. A child’s laughter and the rustling of leaves.

His sight was next, and what a welcoming sight it was. His father, standing there, his eyes rimmed with dark circles but crinkled at the edges with a kind of fondness regardless, smiling at his family.

And, you see, when he rediscovered touch, he realized why that smile had held the barest traces of mischief:

A weight went crashing into his back, and Wilbur nearly fell over with the force of it, cursing under his breath, but he managed to right himself before he hit the stone. Which was great, because this meant that he was able to be beaten over the head with the flat side of a wooden sword.

Wilbur bore approximately three hits before he looked up at the child that was now sitting on his shoulders. Chayanne, his little brother.

“Why?” he asked.

Chayanne scowled, his tiny face screwing up in frustration behind the skeleton mask that had been formed out of his old eggshell, and he tucked the sword beneath his arm to sign the word ‘die’ over and over again.

“Rude,” Wilbur said flatly.

His message received, Chayanne took his sword out and started to hit him once again.

Wilbur sighed. He looked at Phil.

“Well?” Phil said, smiling, utterly unhelpful. “Die.”

Wilbur waited a few moments more, just long enough to get across the point that he was not happy about his current predicament, before he fell back. Right onto Chayanne.

The boy screeched at the weight pinning him down and tossed away his sword in favor of signing in front of Wilbur’s face.

“Can’t read that, can’t get up. I’m dead,” he said, closing his eyes.

Chayanne was not pleased by this development. He made another frustrated sound before throwing his hands down onto Wilbur’s face. Wilbur grimaced, which is never a good thing to do with children, you can not show weakness. Because children will immediately double down on whatever upset you. Hands began smacking at all of the skin that the boy, pinned as he was, could reach.

Another set of hands joined in, little fingers tugging at his shirt to try and make him move as well.

Wilbur, however, was dead, so he was not able to grant the childrens’ wishes.

A light flashed behind Wilbur’s eyelids, and he lifted his head slightly, opening his eyes to squint at his father.

His father was utterly remorseless. He shook out the photo a few times, and then turned it around to make sure it had developed properly.

“Awwww,” he cooed, rushing over to show Wilbur. The three of them were on the ground. Chayanne was frantically hitting at his face, trying to free himself. Tallulah was shaking Wilbur’s shoulder, as if he was asleep and she was simply there trying to wake him. Wilbur’s lips were curled into the barest trace of a smile.

It was, admittedly, a cute photo.

“Give me the picture, Phil, I must burn it.”

“No.”

Wilbur made a mad grab for the photo, but it was gone, tucked away in Phil’s inventory before he could even get close.

Even worse, Chayanne used this chance to scramble out from under him and then snatch up his sword. He held it up in the air, victorious.

Wilbur sighed. He looked at Tallulah, who was giggling at her uncle's antics. “Why must you forsake me so?”

Tallulah only smiled.

Wilbur pouted playfully and looked at Phil. “Not even my daughter is on my side.”

“To be fair, how could she take your side when your opposition is so cute?”

Chayanne huffed and set his sword down once again to sign the words "I am not cute, I am menacing!" at Phil.

Wilbur was also displeased by this development. “This is favoritism, Phil, I’m clearly cuter.”

Chayanne paused, now looking unsure about his previous position. Torn as to whether he should be proud that he had beaten Wilbur at something or remain upset about being considered adorable.

Phil didn’t give the boy much time to ponder this conundrum, because he chose that moment to finally ask Wilbur why, exactly, he was there.

“I thought I would do you a favor, Phil,” said Wilbur, smiling in a way that might have charmed someone else, but did little in the face of the guy who had raised him. Still, he, bravely, continued on: “I saw that the quests for the day said that you have to have a playdate with another kid and, lookee here, a child for you to have a playdate with!”

He motioned to Tallulah, showing her off as if Phil hadn’t seen her several times before.

Phil, of course, smiled at her like a sap. And then gave Wilbur a mildly exasperated look. “I thought you needed help?”

“I…” did not think this through, but Wilbur was nothing if not one to commit to the bit. “I was saying that I wanted to help you, of course!”

“Yeah?” said Phil, smiling in that way that suggested he was only humoring Wilbur. Which did not make sense, for there was no humor in this situation at all. “Then I guess this has nothing to do with the ‘Bathe the baby’ quest and the copious amount of dirt and twigs on your daughter?”

Tallulah shoved her particularly dirt-covered hands behind her back, smiling sheepishly.

“None at all,” Wilbur confirmed.

“And if I were to say that I was just about to bathe Chayanne…”

“Then I would say that sounded like a fun playdate idea!”

Phil laughed, his wing coming out to hit Wilbur over the head. He pouted over this terrible child abuse that he was enduring.

Phil, of course, did not care about this. He turned to the kids, clapping his hands together by his ear. “Bath time!”

Chayanne lit up, grabbing Tallulah by the hand and immediately dragging her off in the direction of the bath, and the two adults shared fond smiles as they followed after them.

Before long, they were in a tiny greenhouse-like structure attached to the back of Chayanne’s house, sitting amongst the flowers and preparing the water so the kids couldn’t complain about freezing to death.

Chayanne had taken out a duck-shaped rubber ring and presented it to Wilbur with pride. Wilbur was not sure why the kid was going to be wearing it in the bath, that seemed counterproductive to the act of bathing, but who was he to argue with a child’s strange outfit choices? He wore the same outfit, every day, to everything, with only breaks to wash it in the river, so he wasn’t one to judge.

Tallulah smiled as she sat at the edge of the tub, waving to the two tortoises bobbing in the water. The tortoises did not say anything back, or even really acknowledge her, too concerned with trying to get out over the sides of the unfortunately slick tub.

“The turtles really don’t like it in there,” Wilbur commented.

“Shut,” said Phil.

Wilbur held his hands up in surrender.

Which was great. They were in the perfect position for him to defend himself when Chayanne jumped into the water, splashing it everywhere.

Those poor tortoises.

But enough about them!

Wilbur turned to Tallulah and motioned for her to come in closer so he could start picking the usual branches out of her tangled hair.

“How do you always get plants in your hair anyways?” he sighed, tossing a leaf aside.

“Flowers,” she signed.

“Understandable, understandable,” said Wilbur, nodding sagely.

She nodded back, just as sage.

Once she was deemed clean enough to take a bath (a strange thought to have, but who wants to get their bath water dirty?), she was helped in with far more grace than Chayanne, and the two parents started scrubbing their kids down. As is the purpose of a bath.

Just kidding, that’s the purpose of the first few minutes of a bath. The rest of a bath should be devoted to just enjoying yourself. Which is what the kids did. Splashing each other, making themselves beards with the bubbles, and playing with those eternally suffering tortoises.

It was nice.

Until. Disaster struck.

After some time, Tallulah gasped.

All eyes turned onto her as she pulled her flute from her pocket, and Wilbur grimaced as he realized that it was waterlogged. She looked him in the eyes as she brought it to her lips. It made a pitiful sound, water bubbling out.

She looked at him for a long moment, scandalized.

“Honey…” he said, at a loss.

She faceplanted in the water.

“NO, TALLULAH!”

While Wilbur righted her in the water, scrubbing at her face with the towel around his shoulders to make sure she was okay, Phil frantically searched through his backpack. Eventually, he procured a… piece of bamboo.

Tallulah looked unimpressed. But, to be fair, it was hard to look impressed when your hair was a wet mop in your face.

Phil smiled. “When we’re done here, I'll make you a new flute. How does that sound?"

Tallulah lit up. “We must finish now!” she signed.

Wilbur laughed. “Okay, okay, let me just get the last of the suds off.”

Despite her original excitement, though, getting them out of the bath was not easy. Chayanne hugged his duck floatie, squinting at Phil with contempt when he dared to hold up the towel, waving it in a way that he clearly hoped to be tempting. Tallulah sunk until she was beneath the water, only the top half of her face peeking out, her mouth blowing bubbles when she sighed.

“Okay, fine, we’ll wait,” said Wilbur.

Bad move. Never challenge children. They are the most stubborn things alive.

Eventually, the water got cold.

However, the kids still refused to get out.

Not because they didn’t want to get out. They would be more than happy with that at this point. But because they didn’t want to get out first.

Phil pulled the tub stopper out. A tiny whirlpool began stealing away the water and bubbles.

“Smaaaart,” said Wilbur, who had never had kids before, and therefore was not expecting them to continue sitting there until they were shivering wet in an empty tub.

He locked eyes with Phil. They nodded once.

And then, with the kind of coordination only seen from those who are comrades on the battlefield called raising dragon children, they wrapped their towels around their kids and dragged them out. The kids screamed bloody murder, but there was no one there to hear. No one other than their exhausted parents who were just trying to make sure they didn’t get sick.

They looked up at their parents, affronted by their care for them.

“You’ll get over it,” Wilbur told Tallulah.

She stuck her tongue out at him.

He smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I love you,” he almost sang.

She melted a little. Hesitantly, she lifted her hands to sign the words, “I love you too, papa.”

They both ignored Phil bargaining with Chayanne in the background, promising to let him wear the floatie for just a little longer. ‘A little longer’ would surely devolve into ‘until mere seconds before bed’.

Until then, though, they changed the kids, and Wilbur tried (and failed) to figure out how to give Tallulah one of those towel hats that women always put their hair into, and Phil whittled the bamboo into the promised flute for Tallulah, and Chayanne started bickering with Wilbur about whether or not he could claim the MCC win when, by his own admission, he was only there to balance out the frankly overpowered team he had had during MCC4…

Before they knew it, the day had faded into night, and it was time for them to start heading home.

Wilbur smiled as he glanced over his tasks.

“Thanks for everything, Phil… I think that’s everything done for to –... oh! I need to give her something that starts with ‘b’. Do you have anything you can spare?”

Before Phil could open his mouth, Chayanne gasped and held up a finger, the (possibly) universal ‘one moment’ gesture, before rushing off. He came back bearing a baked potato, presenting it to Tallulah.

Wilbur plucked it right out of the boy’s hand and then offered it to Tallulah.

Chayanne scowled.

“Tasks say that I have to do it,” Wilbur explained.

Chayanne looked no less displeased.

And strangely, Tallulah mirrored his expression. She took the baked potato into her hands and looked down at it for a moment before staring at Wilbur with wide eyes. She, somehow, looked even more affronted by this meal than she was whenever he gave her avocado toast.

[loveinhawkins]

oh right! okay, here we go! so we get Eddie's pov of Steve's wake-up (obviously, it's in his pov entirely and he was right there), but of course we don't know how Steve experienced it--and there's a pretty big stretch of time between that and the next morning, when Eddie next sees him. I guess this one is kind of a two in one ask? because we also don't know how much Steve was acting better than he felt, or how much effort it was taking, especially that first morning after they ran who-knows-how-many tests on who-knows-what.

ooo! okay yeah Eddie’s POV means he misses quite a bit here.

So Steve deliberately sends Eddie away & while that’s partly motivated by him kinda compartmentalising & thinking ‘wow what a traumatic situation… for Eddie’ rather than processing all that he’s gone through (also just Steve being observant in general,seeing that Eddie’s reached his emotional limit & needs to see Wayne), there’s also, like, a proudness to Steve in that he doesn’t want anyone to see him at his lowest, which Eddie sort of picks up on when he sees him later:

Steve is sitting up as straight as he can, like he’s proving a point. It makes Eddie suspect that, as soon as he’d left, Steve had tried to speedrun recovery while no-one was looking.

plus even though at this point Steve is trying really hard to Not Think About It All, when he’s facing the doctors alone, he gets angry, both for himself and everyone he loves that’s been affected by The Upside Down. there’s a tiny display of Steve not backing down when he later says he told them not to disturb Eddie while he was sleeping: “I kinda demanded that they didn’t wake you up. Thought it was the least they could do.”

also with the speed of the first stage of Steve’s physical recovery, it doesn’t exactly help Steve stop repressing everything because he now has a reminder that ‘well, you’ve been checked out, it’s “ordinary injuries” now technically so you should be fine’. He does still try to advocate for himself—he insists on being treated for his speech & breathing first, because above all he wants to be able to talk to his friends, but well, he’s just a nineteen year old boy & he’s faced with people who’re relieved they don’t have to deal with frantic parents at his bedside, who just want the easy route of getting this over and done with & brush him aside. (Which Joyce & Hopper are later furious about.) Eddie again picks up on this slightly:

And Eddie knows that this version of events is no doubt highly sanitised—yet even with Steve’s nonchalant delivery, he gets the impression that whatever the doctors greeted him with had been less reassuring and more, you’re out the fucking twilight zone, kid, just be grateful and don’t ask too many questions.

& yeah in my head there’s doctors & whatnot who know of The Upside Down observing Hawkins (I’m imagining that not just Sam Owens survived s2, but from Eddie’s POV that knowledge is unknown), who only leap into action when it really can’t be ignored anymore with the “earthquake.”

as for how much effort Steve was putting in to appear fine—oh, a lot. The tests that are run are basically to check that there’s no traces of The Upside Down in him after the injuries Henry’s caused—They don’t want a Will Byers 1984 situation again—and the leftover pain in his chest etc is causing flashbacks to when he was dying & couldn’t breathe. He doesn’t sleep for the whole night after sending Eddie away, stays awake for the rest of the following day until Robin and Dustin leave.

fic director’s commentary ask game

[chatxkilluaxnoir]

Man, I really regretted looking up Undertale Characters and Undertale Sans analyses on this here site:

Like, there is a reason I avoid doing that more often than not on tumblr (and some other sites), because a lot of the time I just across takes/analyses/etc. that I just really (personally) don’t agree with and/or like.

Even by creators that I can, have, do, and/or did like, and seemingly “well-liked”/”well-accepted” and/or “popular” takes.

Disclaimer:  If you like or agree with any these takes or similar ones; that is fine, we all have different opinions.  I just tend to not really like these takes.

The takes in question.  These are just UT/DR takes and ones I have mainly come across today and fairly recently (some of these takes are actually done by fans of these characters; that doesn’t mean I like or agree with them still though (putting the rest under a “read more” cut, because this gets pretty long, and in case people don’t want to read about these takes):

“Toriel is homophobic” (just uggghh, no.  Just no).

“Sans is useless and/or serves no purpose (in the game, battle, narratively, thematically, and/or etc.)” (basically) (this, just isn’t true at all, and I really, really (like, just a lot), hate this take/these takes).

“Sans is weak” (also hate this take).

“Sans is just some guy and/or a nobody now”, because he now can’t be a badass and cool and powerful and smart (which, he is), while also being dorky and edgy and vague and a generally nuanced and a flawed person with layers.  I guess.  Not allowed.  Talk about fandom over-correction (imo).

“Toriel is just a Mom and basically has no other character traits or flaws.” pretty much (Just no and is a huge oversimplification of her character).

“Chara is abusive/Chara abused Asriel” (Chara, who is also, just a iteral child.  And someone who was probably traumatized and hurt in the past.  Chara wasn’t perfect, but to say this, I just can’t agree with it really).

“Papruys is now the strongest character in Undertale” (he is strong and powerful in his own right, but this is just unfair to the other characters, and is kind of over-stretching stuff imo.  Like some Sans take(s); I also mostly blame this on fandom over-correction).

“To make Paps interesting we now have to make him edgy” basically (less a statement, and more a trend I see sometimes).  There are many ways you can make a character interesting for instance.  And 2nd of all; why try to make a non-character edgy, when we got more actual edgy characters like Sans, Chara, Flowey/Asriel, Gaster I guess, Muffet, I guess, heck, maybe even Toriel, and/or etc.?  Not saying Paps isn’t interesting btw; he is.  Just saying some people seem to only think they can make him interesting by making him edgy.  Not even against edgy Paps completely; I’m not.  Just trying to say there are other ways to do things/you could do things.

“That somehow Flowey/Asriel (and in the case of some fan stories; Gaster too), is a better person than Sans is” (don’t get me wrong, Sans is a morally questionable/morally grey character (and I love that about him).  But the amount the shit he gets sometimes, while arguably, characters who are just as bad, worse, and/or (more) ill-intentioned than Sans get more of a pass is just like, “what?”

“Flowey did nothing wrong” basically (this comment kind of goes hand-in-hand with what I say in the previous paragraph.  I do get he is technically a child still, and he is a good character.  But like, he still did many, many things wrong).

Not really a character, just a take I didn’t agree with at all, “Undertale’s meta aspects and time travel isn’t needed and basically make the game worse, and game would have been just as good, if not better without them”, (and I am like just "????”, about those things.  Those things are so important to Undertale man, and they don’t make the game worse, they make it better.  Like, what do you even mean?)

Etc., etc.

So yeah, really didn’t like these takes at all.  And I mean, AT ALL.

Welp, at least the somewhat sour taste these left in my mouth hopefully helps me more careful while searching for and/or looking up analyses, metas, etc. on tumblr and/or etc.

I have hopefully, learned my lessons now.

[otakween]

Digimon Tamers: Battle of Adventurers

Eh...gotta be honest, I found this pretty underwhelming. It had its moments, don't get me wrong, but the plot felt pretty generic and the ending was rushed. Still had fun, but the emotional investment was lacking.

Notes:

Reddit told me to watch this after episode 18, so I got the timing a little off, but I felt like it'd be good to watch prior to the digiworld episodes. The only timeline wonkiness is that this takes place before Culumon's kidnapping, which I've already seen, but that's fine.

In another moment of ~fate~ the movie begins with Guilmon dying of heat (not literally lol) and it was "feels like 101" where I am today so...can relate.

I was a pretty sheltered kid, so IDK how I would react to my parents making me travel by myself at 10...not that I'm against that, I just know 10 year old me woulda been a big crybaby about it.

Kinda weird that they gave us 2 title screens for this, one of which was just ripped from the TV show. The whole vibe was kind of a mixed bag in this, sometimes the animation felt pretty much the same quality as the show and sometimes it felt like they were stepping it up, not super consistent.

"Battle of Adventurers" is a pretty uninspired title. I feel like they could have either put something about Okinawa or the v-pet virus in the title instead so it would stand out a bit more...

Speaking of the V-Pet, I thought it was super charming with its crappy CGI lol. I totally would have fell for it in 2001. Kinda hard to believe that literally everyone downloaded it though (doctors, pilots, etc.) Or was it more like that one U2 album that was automatically distributed to everyone?

Guilmon begging to get out of the suitcase was stressful! How did he not suffocate? D: (do digimon even need to breathe?)

They really did the movie-only character (Minami) dirty this time. She had to be re-traumatized about her dead dog so many times! Just felt cruel...

All of the Okinawa cultural stuff was fun, especially the Okinawa-inspired digimon. If Digimon Go was a thing, you know they'd be region specific.

When Ruki's mom was like "oh, it's so comfortable flying on the plane!" I was like "okay, rich." That's the only explanation because flying economy is always a bad time.

Although a lot of the character animation was kinda meh, the battle animation is where this movie really shined. It was like little pockets of hype and there was a really good variety of enemy digimon. I was especially excited to see Anomalocarimon cuz it's been a minute and there was a lot of attention to detail with his bit.

Siesamon's design was really pretty, but I don't like his resting angry face. I wish they would have made his face more emotive because it kind of diminished some emotional moments...

There was one scene where it showed some buildings blowing up (because of the virus) and one of them suspiciously looked like a power plant...hopefully I'm wrong cuz oof...

Loved Mephismon's design, but with Gulfmon they did that thing that they did with VenomVamdemon where he has a second face by his crotch area...don't like that (although he is a centaur, so not technically his crotch)

There were some legit scary moments in this! The car crash scene was pretty violent and Minami screaming as she ran from the lasers also felt pretty intense for a kid's movie. (I haven't peeked at the dub yet, wondering if anything was cut)

I thought the final battle was weak as heck. Phase 1 took like 2 seconds and then phase 2 just felt kinda arbitrary like we were going through the motions. We did get a new attack though (trinity something or other). It felt kind of weird for them to just show that without any acknowledgement, but oh well. I'm sure it'll come back at some point. I was a little disappointed tbh because I thought they were doing some sort of 3-way jogress fusion

The shot with 3D MegaloGrowmon and 2D Rapidmon and Taomon was a glorious 2000s moment

IDK why but it gave me Power Rangers vibes

Yeah so this felt pretty disposable, they tried to kind of tie things to Digimon Adventure with Omegamon and Apocalymon, but the connection was pretty vague and forced. I rather Tamers just be separate without the callbacks

While I'm a big fan of short runtimes, I do wonder if this one could have benefitted from being a little longer, just to let things breath more

[skyward-floored]

For the ask game I chose one of my favorite segments from “Pup” (which I had a really hard choosing lol so I might be back with another later on)

The darkness making him up abruptly shifts, settling into something less formless. A broad form with a pelt draped across the shoulders slips into view, a normally kind face twisted into a smirk. Tattoos glowing a faint red as bangs brush across his forehead, and the golden wolf almost takes a step back at the familiar face now looking at him.

But he checks himself, standing his ground with a snarl.

“Perhaps it was forward of me, but I went ahead and introduced myself to your descendant,” the shadow says, smiling down at the young boy he’s still pointing his sword at. The child shrinks away, and he laughs again. “I must admit, I don’t see much of a resemblance.”

He suddenly dips down and snatches the boy up by his tunic’s collar, eliciting a startled cry from the child.

“Take a good look at what you become, Link,” he says in a low voice, ignoring the boy’s struggling. “Because this will soon be a future that doesn’t exist.”

Ohhh I had so much fun writing this part >:) I feel bad for traumatizing baby Twi... but he doesn’t even remember when he’s older so it’s fine he’s fine.

Dark Link knows that taking the form of Twilight will rattle our old Shade here more then he would ever admit— after all, for Time, it’s been ages since the Links all went their separate ways after lu, and seeing such a familiar face after so long... he doesn’t let it stop him from fighting him off to save the boy he stole his image from, but the fight certainly won’t leave his mind any time soon. (Poor Time! This is his worst nightmare).

This fic could be set at two different points in regard to lu, and I honestly like them both: the original spot where I had it set was before lu technically began, so this truly is Dink introducing himself to Twilight. I like that because it shows how committed Dink is to destroying them all, going so far as to head back in time and try to kill them before they’re even a threat (which ties in to brethren in a cradle, I think I’m so clever lol), and have the guts to taunt them while he’s at it.

The other spot where it can be set is after Twikight is injured and Wild destroys the darknut, and it reforms and creates a portal. Dink obviously has a personal vendetta against Twilight now, and he figures destroying him before he’s even a threat will greatly help with... whatever his game is.

So yeah, either works, and I like how they both fit tbh XD

This passage in particular really shows how much of a threat Dink is, which was part of my goal for the fic. There’s no lows he won’t sink to, even going to the lengths to attack an unarmed child who currently poses no threat to him.

Not to mention the taunting, like “Take a good look at what you become, Link. Because this will soon be a future that doesn’t exist.” BRO. That is a 2-3 year old you’re terrifying out of his mind, he has no CLUE what you’re talking about. I mean, Time does, but Dink is honestly more talking to himself at this point. He enjoys the fear though.

Think that’s all I got, thanks for sending it in! This is a favorite segment of mine, I’m glad you like it so much as well :)

[mysteroads]

Chapter 12: After the Exams

Summary: The exam is officially ended! The League regroups and takes a break, even though Kurogiri would rather hurry back to the dorms before the villains find out about their heroic audience.

Excerpt:

Being reassuring wasn’t Shouta’s strongest suit. He’s better one-on-one, where he can give his whole attention to a single victim or student, but luckily, the kids in the shuttle weren’t a bunch of worried citizens that had just gone through a villain attack. They had just been recently traumatized by Tomura Shigaraki, though, so he made an effort to look relaxed and confident. He even kept a straight face when the city was flooded by doubles of Twice. 

Shouta was a UA teacher and pro hero, everything was fine, and the kids would be alright— with some therapy, in a few cases. (He made a mental note to buy Hound Dog extra-strength tylenol and a bag of really good coffee, because the school counselor was going to need it.)

“Mr. Aizawa?” 

He glanced over to the slim girl in the gray jumpsuit sitting in the seat beside him— Haruna Shinkawa, aka SoulSword—then closed his eyes again.  “What is it, Sinkawa?”

“How old is Shigaraki?”

The question is odd enough he sits up straight and actually turns in his seat to get a look at her. She deliberately avoided looking at him, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. Shouta frowned at her, confused, then realized something. “You know, I’m not actually sure. I’ve never asked outright.” It’s actually embarrassing, considering the way Shigaraki had been flirting and that they technically had two children together.

Shouta whistled to get the attention of the Twice doubles. Three bounded over immediately, eager as puppies. Since the shuttle was only going at jogging speed, the doubles could keep up easily, and did so.

“Hi!” “What’s up Eraserman?” “You kids look awful!” 

“How old is Shigaraki?” Shouta asked them. 

“Don’t know!” “Younger than us!” “Hold on a sec and I’ll check!”

One of the clones ran off at top speed, then returned with… Shigaraki? But no, this Shigaraki was still wearing all his hands and was uninjured. A double then. Rather than jog alongside the shuttle, the Shigaraki double hopped up onto the shuttle, balancing easily with one hand on the back of Shouta’s seat. The students all leaned away, eyes widening, and the double snorted softly and looked at Shouta. “He did a number on them, didn’t he? Damn. That’s hilarious. Wish I could watch the footage.”

Fear turned to indignation and the students all sat upright, glaring at the clone. Shigaraki snickered, the eye visible between two gray fingers dancing with wicked amusement. Shouta decided it would be best to distract everyone before another fight broke out. “Shigaraki, how old are you?”

The double tilted his head, obviously curious. “I’m twenty. Why?”

Twenty?

Shouta waited for more. A one, or maybe a two. But nothing else came. “Twenty.” he repeated, voice flat.

“Yeah, twenty.” Shouta could hear the smirk in his voice. “My birthday was just before the USJ, actually.”

Twenty.  

Shouta instinctively lowered his face into his capture scarf, hiding his expression. Tomura Shigaraki was twenty years old.

He’d been barely twenty at the USJ.

Suddenly, so many things made sense about Shigaraki's attitude and behavior, then and now… He’s so much more mature now that I forget that he's still so damn young. Younger than I thought. Too damn young to have been nearly doomed to life being hunted in the shadows.

Another important, but less somber implication struck him.  Wait, does this make me a cougar? What’s the male version of a cougar? Oh damn, this could get complicated-- even more complicated, especially with the hiccups involved. A ten year difference. Shit. The media is going to have a field day.

Well, Shouta had never cared about the media's perception of him before, but it was something to consider. 

“Really?” Soulsword sounded… weirdly pleased.

Shaken from his thoughts, Shouta raised his head and glanced at her, and was taken aback to see her cheeks were bright pink. Freeze Frame and Delirium also seemed a little too interested in Shigaraki’s answer for Shouta’s comfort.

“You mean we lost to a guy only two years older than us?” Ronin complained from the back of the shuttle, Tarantella chittering a bitter agreement. The disgruntled expressions on most of the other students said they felt the same way.

“To be fair, I probably couldn’t have beaten you all before the USJ, or before the Overhaul incident. I could’ve killed you all, sure, but not beaten you,” the Shigaraki double pointed out. “I leveled up between then and now.”

“Still,” grumbled the Eleventh Metal, who had spent the whole attack unconscious and had been verbally pissed about it.

Shigaraki shrugged. “Spend fifteen years training almost exclusively to kill people, then survive three months of being homeless while also trying not to be brutally murdered or arrested. That shit levels you up fast.”

There was an awkward silence, then SoulSword broke it, asking, “Are you dating anyone?”

Shouta froze. This was not happening. The gods were not this cruel— oh, who was he kidding? Yes they were. They absolutely were. This was his life. Teenage heroes hitting on a villain who was flirting with a full hero. Somewhere, there was a god having a good laugh at his expense.

[cagedcats]

An old Warriors OC I had that I suddenly decided “Yes let’s bring back. For a hypothetical that could’ve happened in The Broken Code.”

Poolfrost (her name was Pool- before but I can not longer remember what her suffix was). The youngest daughter of Squirrelflight and Bramblestar.

Now originally when I made her it was right after Bramblestar’s Storm I believe. With it being revealed Squilf is pregnant. I made them hypothetical kits, four of them since there were four stars (which turned out to be accurate).

I can only remember Poolfrost here, and one brother Redpaw who died as an apprentice in a freak accident. There was two others but they were apparently not important enough to remember X

Now onto the new Poolfrost-

Now in Squirrelflight’s Hope, I recall people mentioning that she wanted more kits. And was even thinking of names to give this hypothetical litter. However Bramblestar didn’t want kits. Which is perfectly fine as well.

Eventually the plot does happen and Squirrelflight decides to drop the topic I guess. I can’t remember how it planned out and I didn’t read the boom so sue me.

Now with The Broken Code, a major plot point is that Ashfur is possessing Bramblestar after he lost a life. This is so he could get close to Squirrelflight and become her mate. I guess? Or torture her as well, but I saw where he said apparently she’d beg to be his mate or some shit.

But in StarClan Ashfur was able to see more that occurred in the Clans. So he would know about this event between Squirrelflight and Bramblestar. And in a way to trying to get close to Squirrelflight- he’d ask her not long after possessing Bramblestar if she still wanted kits.

Cause at first the situation if I recall is that Squirrelflight believed the Imposter was Bramblestar, but traumatized by the whole event. And once the idea of kits were brought up maybe they discussed it for a little bit.

But Squirrelflight had wanted more kits, and she wanted a big family. She enjoyed being a mother and eventually agreed.

Eventually she does realize that this is an Imposter just like the books and the events play out as it went in the books. Except this time, she eventually discovers their efforts were successful.

Since I do remember Redpaw I’ll say he exists too. But let’s call him Gladekit for right now (which that was also one of the names that Squilf thought of) and she of course has Poolkit who she named after her sister.

So Squirrelflight has to work between being a mother to two young kits and as an Acting Leader. But plot eventually plots and Bramblestar has returned to his body hoorah.

Now growing up, Poolkit/paw and Gladekit/paw are… well they’re not well received by many. Since classic Warrior cats behavior of being mean to anyone that is connected to someone bad. Even Bramblestar is distant with the two, and he doesn’t even know if he should consider himself their father.

He does love them, it’s just… yeah weird in his mind.

Which the two also aren’t well received by their adopted siblings or sister, Sparkpelt either. Who view them as children of Ashfur. Since by technically, despite them genetically being Bramblestar’s… they kind of are.

Gladepaw ends up dying as an apprentice like prior. His death is a freak accident like before, perhaps a branch breaking and landing on him just right, or something else who knows. But this eventually just leaves Poolpaw who isn’t close to much of anybody. She’s close with Squirrelflight, but even that gets to be tense sometimes since she feels as though she is a mistake. She shouldn’t exist, and wouldn’t of existed if Bramblestar hadn’t been possessed.

So she feels like a burden. And in the fear of letting anyone too close to hurt her, or eventually abandon her, she pushes everyone away. Using an icy attitude to scare anyone that tries. Which eventually develops to being her actual personality of being bitter and self-deprecating.

She is named Poolfrost due to this attitude, but also to honor Bristlefrost who sacrificed herself to kill Ashfur. Which Poolfrost felt was just another way to point out that she is his kid.

Eventually after a while she has a bad spat with her parents, resolving mostly about everything. And she figures out she (and her family) would be better off if she just left. Which she mulls over a couple days before acting. She tells her mother goodbye and they have a tearful goodbye with Squirrelflight making her promise to be safe.

Which her running away was also originally planned with OG Poolfrost. But it was because she was a Ravenpaw type who felt more comfortable Y’know. Out of the Clan.

Now how she goes about joining WindClan… idk. I don’t know who she gets close to or how, but she ends up joining eventually. Which maybe she went to WindClan formally to request to live there specifically. Cause each of the other Clans were involved in the case more directly then WindClan if I remember correctly.

That or they have kin of Bramblestar in it, and she wants to get away from her kin. And WindClan has a good lack of kin in it, and no one was too horribly involved in it like ShadowClan and SkyClan.

-

So I guess in this hypothetical she replaces Nightheart. A bitter protagonist who leaves to join another Clan. But this time it’s WindClan. Which helps give them spotlight that they’ve been missing.

But honestly I’d probably just… either give RiverClan three Med Cats or make Whistlepaw the Med Cat focus for this arc, or just scrap Nightheart to focus on some WindClan rando- just give me somebody. Or- or even have Nightheart join WindClan cause he really liked Nightcloud and her name (she’s going to he’s the shit outta him and make him change his name again).

Either way we’ve done a couple ShadowClan POVs for the last couple arcs and two SkyClan, and countless ThunderClan. This is the first arc for RiverClan, give me WindClan you cowards

[void-botanist]

Okay I wanna ask you Blorbo wrapped questions back lmao. I'm also curious about who you thought was coolest, who you rotated in your head the most and who was most fun to write. But also, did you have anyone that was kinda driving you up a wall but then something clicked and you really figured out how to write them? If not, who's still driving you up a wall?

Kendrick! I think you saw that I got too excited and answered my own questions over here but who has been driving me up a wall is an excellent question, lol. There are a few who aren't actively driving me up a wall (what's up with Aza huh) but the people who I still haven't got a hold on are Declan, Horatio, and Sid.

I'm almost hesitant to say Declan because I don't think I have a hard time writing him but I also feel like I haven't fully keyed into the fact that he's an autism creature of a man (and also making it clear that the way the rest of the crew does things behind his back is not them infantilizing him because of it but more complicated than that. They do think he's fragile but that's because of how he's handled his grief). Also like. He literally trusts his crew with his life. But he is so so bad at talking to them and I haven't totally figured out how that all works out.

Oops this got long so here's a cut

Horatio got a character lift in this version. He's always been a sweetheart but that evolved out of him having A Sense Of Justice while also being generally pathetic and wet and soft. Now he has the Standing family deviousness that goes along with it and I don't know how to write that. Because also he looks completely different to Sid, who knows him very well and who he's open with, than he does to Avis, who hates him somewhat for the circumstances of his birth (she tries not to because it's not his fault) but extremely much for being sun-coded in the "cheerful" and "unavoidable and intense" ways. So like, what is he plotting (especially about getting Sorian and Avis back together) and how is he plotting it and how does this dovetail with the happy-go-lucky florist which is equally as much who he is?

Sid on the other hand is challenging in the sense that writing him feels fine. He's a real everyman if you will. Except I don't get his character and I think that's a major stumbling block for AOM as a whole. Yeah, on some level he has to be the sad traumatized guy but like. How does he handle his parents trying to run his life once he takes a massive step outside of their frame of reference? How does this work with Avis's story? (Can I successfully shove these two stories into one thing that is a whole? They have so many themes in common help) In his earliest iterations he was the devil-may-care I'm-doing-my-best guy who mildly tormented Horatio Sense Of Justice and I guess they've sort of flipped? Except Sid is always the Doing My Best guy.

Also when it comes to Anni and Zel, Anni is so easy to write with all the technical stuff and much more challenging with the romance stuff and I don't want it to be that way aaaaaaa

As for who did click, I think I'm getting there with Patience (even though I haven't worked on TFA in a while), Rodney worked better when I just let him be soft, working out Fay's whole divorce history helped make her easier to write (she's not pretending to be the good suburban mom. she just is sometimes and other times she sucks), the fact that Wylie hates himself cracked his whole character wide open, and lately I've realized that a critical part of post-divorce Sorian is that he's tired. He's tired of Avis needling him, always being there but never being there for him. He's not even sure he deserves for her to be. But he kinda wishes she would just leave and move on so he can too.

[animezinglife]

Sorry I'm not just reblogging you like a proper person but yeah I totally agree with you. Personally I did think Tamlin was a little nicer in book 1 - but he was also less traumatized then. He really craves normalcy in book 2, so he does high lord stuff like he knows it from other high lords.

In the end, they just are incompatible, yes. They both absolutely suck at communication. Tamlin always was awkward with social interactions but they both get worse after UTM. I also always felt like Tamlin got anxiety - or yes even paranoia, which makes sense, considering. And Feyre is all over the place lol. I generally feel the word 'abuse' is used extremely inflationary in online discussions, but I honestly don't think it super applies to Tamlin and Feyre. Like everyone calls him an abuser and even with the shit he did, I really don't quite see that. But I also kinda like him as a character so I'm biased. Considering how the narrative paints it, I totally get why people project their domestic violence trauma onto him. It is all kind of framed that way for sure.

You're fine! Any format of conversation that works well with you works for me, too. There's also nothing wrong with a bias towards a character. I don't have one towards him, but I do towards Rhys and Lucien. I'll inevitably have to face that at some point I'm sure.

I definitely lean a bit more towards your end on the "abuse" thing. I'd nearly put it in quotations in my post, but I do think it's more the manipulation and control--whether fully intentional or not--that made me feel comfortable using the word. It's an inflammatory word for sure and yeah, I definitely see a projection with the fanbase. That said, those behaviors genuinely can escalate and worsen in real life. I don't blame them for it--it's just a different take that I think leaves people with different expectations going in.

Maybe he was a bit nicer--truthfully, I just don't remember that much of him in the first book. It doesn't surprise me that his desire for normalcy goes a little overboard though to the point of over-exercising control in the places he shouldn't. I can't say I'm all that mad at the reason he locked Feyre in the house. I just don't agree with the locking her in the house part.

Feyre's a funny one. Right now, the way she's acting with Rhys almost gives me a little bit of an emotional affair vibe. Personally, I've liked him better than Tam from the get-go, but for someone she supposedly wants to think is her enemy and absolutely sees him as Tamlin's, she really has a habit of spilling her gut to him and finding a lot of comfort with him.

Which, don't get me wrong, is something that can absolutely happen on an unspoken, biological level in real life, but I did smirk a bit when they were having the little three truths conversation when he was taking her to the House of Wind and she just word-vomits everything she's been feeling about her relationship with Tamlin.

Like...girl, that's a lot to tell your not-enemy who at this point in time still technically is your current lover's enemy.

I hate to bring another series into it, but a lot of the reactions to things remind me A LOT of the Twilight era.

I have to be honest: my opinion of Tamlin has somehow not changed at all between the first book and this one. Or at least, it hasn't changed enough for me to even acknowledge. I didn't hate him and didn't love him in the first, and I'm still pretty much in the same spot now.

I'm also not at all new to the fantasy genre and not even new to the fae subgenre. Tamlin's honestly pretty mild in comparison to a lot of what you get in those (especially older books).

Again, a comparison doesn't right a wrong or lessen it, but he's definitely not the worst fictional guy out there, and definitely isn't the worst fae love interest.

[eggs-can-draw]

Nanami anon: You know, if we want to indulge Tsumugi a little, there’s technically canonically been 53 killing games in total, across various organizers. There are probably still some people alive from some of those games. I wonder what are they up to? you: Therapy hopefully Yin: first two is dr1 and dr2 obvi, what if Rantaro was present in the other 51 Nanami anon: Like most of them were FF experiments leading into V3? … you know, if we take Rantaro at his word, he’s got at least a few siblings, too… Maybe they weren’t always his siblings though. Maybe they were people he met in the games, and became close with. Maybe they’re, you know… Mega traumatized or NWP comatose or smth you: Victims of the FF slowly fine tuning the simulation

me: dr3 is counted in this, so 50 and I said it when Izurufied Rantaro was mentioned in the general, but they'd put him through that many in the testing phase to accommodate the back-up plan of making him the Ultimate Hope if it fails with Shuichi in the killing game, then they have him mentally prepared to be more easily convinced to participate in the next Kamukura project Yin: and y'know how I asked about Rantaro going through so many that he doesn't have any memory left? well going through 50 killing games is gonna make him loopy to put it lightly lol me: 50 is a nice sized test sample to play out many scenarios they thought of as well you: Ff agents like “hehe what it this one was on mt Everest” Meanwhile Rantaro suddenly on mt Everest with nothing but a shitty school uniform me: just entirely over-written and when he comes out they don't even have any early childhood things to show him since they don't know where he came from either you: They’d still have SOMETHING to show him he’s lived on Jabberwock since like age 6 me: it's all just gone forever up to the point when he meets Komaeda at 6 years old you: I don’t think it’s gone forever but it’s definitely significantly harder to wake up Yin: oh when the parents learn about the other 50 games they are gonna RIOT lol

Nanami anon: Komaeda: we haven’t seen Rantaro around for a bit, have we? Koizumi: yeah I wonder what rascally things he’s getting up to Rantaro: [is trapped in a hell dimension] Still, there’s gotta be some other people who went through at least some of those rounds with him. I wonder where they are me: As for other participants, they were probably other lower ranking/intern FF members who signed a NDA and in the final run, it's FF employees that comment in Kiibo's twitch chat. Actually, what if, she was picked to play the mastermind out of all of them based on performance in the previous ones so she's also been to loops

Rantaro really goin through it

[oatmealdaydreams]

Euphrosyne | Chapter 3: Letter III

Warning: Alcohol, Drinking, Hangover, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied Traumatic Incident, Implied Psychological Damage, Implied Brain Damage, Grief, Implied Past Neglect, Implied Past Child Neglect, Self-Isolation, Loss

Description: E. has a roommate.

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Dearest Dear Spero, 

Mother called me yesterday. She… she wants to apologize for what she did. For ignoring me the way she did. She said how it began with the loss of Azenor’s mental capacity, but it just escalated. She wants to make it up to me? I’m not sure I believe her, after all she’s put me through. 

You know what’s funny? She didn’t push away Galen like she did to me. She didn’t treat him like she treated me. He’s the baby, the youngest. He got special treatment. I got thrown aside because I reminded Mother too much of Azie before the accident. That’s not fair. It was never fair! Why does she get to do all that, and then try to apologize? I… I don’t know how to feel about it. I wish I still had your advice. 

I can imagine you saying it’s a good thing, her wanting to apologize. 

…I told my roommate about Mother. I was drunk again, and they lent a willing ear. It was nice, to be honest. It was nice to have someone physically there. You were there through letters; my roommate is here by sitting on the couch with an intoxicated me. It’s different. 

My roommate’s name is Ori, if you ever wonder. They’re technically called Oren, but they prefer Ori. No room to judge. I changed my name to my chosen name, remember? Before I was… well, you know. I used to be Drystan. How wack of a name was that? So yeah, I can’t judge without being hypocritical, now can I? I wouldn’t want to, anyway. Ori was kind enough to deal with me drunk. I was sober enough to remember bits here and there, but they talked to me earlier this morning about the previous night. They said they’d been worried about me for a while. How can they do that? How can you care and worry about someone who just pushes you away? We’re roommates, yes, but I never interacted much with them. I didn’t think there was a point to it. Another person who might hurt me. Another person that I might end up hurting. I hadn’t wanted to risk it.

I still don’t. Not entirely. Becoming closer with Ori is appealing, and it’d be nice to have a friend again… I don’t know. Maybe. 

A murder of eight crows passed by our- my window today.  A lot more than just the pair. It was like a giant herd of friends. I want that. I can’t have it, not now, but I want it. Ori said they liked crows, but their favourite bird is actually a wood thrush. I have no idea which one that is, given I’m not that well-versed in different bird names. Ori seems to be, though. They mentioned how they used to bird-watch before moving to the city. They grew up on a farm, I think. Explains the southern accent, at least. 

I haven’t told them much besides basic things like favourite colors and comfort movies. Also, everything I spilled while I was drunk. Which apparently doesn’t count? To them? Because I was drunk. Under the influence. Upset. They didn’t think it was fair to take advantage of the things I told them while intoxicated. And I… I appreciate that. Maybe I’ll keep them at arm’s length. Maybe it’ll be fine? Maybe. Maybe. 

Maybe.

They asked if I was interested in therapy, and I immediately cringed at their question. They kind of snickered, in good nature (I assume), and basically told me I was ‘predictable”. Rude. I am not ‘predictable’. They’re just nerds. Goddamn psychology majors. 

They recommended a therapist to me. Their therapist. I was surprised when they told me they were in therapy.  Every other week, they said. 

“Really? I didn’t think you’d need it. You seem so… bright. Happy,” I admitted. 

“I can still be happy and need therapy at the same time. Not every day is a good day,” they responded. 

“Yeah, but… how did you become so bright?”

“Ya know how people say ‘time heals’?”

“Yeah?”

“Not that.”

That brought a laugh out of me. They didn’t seem so bad so far. I mean, I already split bits of my family issues to them. They didn’t judge. 

“Okay, then what?” I got curious.

“No matter how cheesy this sounds… love, actually. And frogs.”

They baffle me.

“Love, really? Wait- frogs? What?”

“I know, I know. And yes, frogs. I learned that if you can find one positive, cool thing a day, it helps see the good things more often. I chose to count the frogs I saw in the pond near my house. I’d pass it most days on my way to town, so it was right there. I started with frogs, then patches of daisies, then heart-shaped things, and it all went from there.”

“That sounds weird, though. How does that even work, anyway?”

“I’ll tell ya later.”

The conversation ended there, and we went on with our day. Still don’t understand why frogs. And that doesn’t really explain the cringe-worthy ‘love’ thing they mentioned. People are weird, Spero. 

…now that I’ve had time to think, I might look into Ori’s therapist. They seem to be alright, so maybe their therapist isn’t so bad? I’ll see. 

Miss you, old friend.

I don’t think I’ll send these letters, after all. I won’t burn them, either. 

Maybe… maybe they just belong in my paint drawer. For now.

Yeah. 

Genuinely Confused,

E.

[hard-core-super-star]

no because literally, in a single ask there are many different topics and the answers just get longer. I imagine you opening your inbox and seeing some aks that look more like the digital bible itself😶

I'm telling you! I'm behaving now. I changed.

I'll wait, and I already have my doubts about something but I don't know if it's a reference. the 119% thing.

totally, just like they did when they guarded at all costs that Kate would be played by hailee. It would be really funny if the Nightwing phase hadn't just been a phase.... unless...👀 I also don't know how well-known this mafia game is, but I've literally never heard of it until now. you're good at FIFA? for further scientific research. i- i never played GTA, my mom was ok with me playing mortal kombat and seeing the most graphic and merciless deaths, but not with me stealing cars and running away from the police 😔

okay, if I go watch it for the gay shit and I come out of it sad I'll blame you and you'll pay for my therapy. If she's supposed to be an irredeemable villain then she did something really fucked up, right? because I'm kind of more of a fan of villains..... to a certain point... um yeahh..of course

I'm literally eating myself up because I want to know what this cliffhanger is, I mean, the show was cancelled... knowing this isn't going to ruin my experience, is it?

queerbait, queerbait is everywhere- oh, the denial, it's okay, thinking like this can keep you sane, but it's between ava and sara? wait, I got lost hwjakksskskk you defend flash until you possibly can't anymore, but only watch for caitlin? how does it work? RIGHT? It took me a while to like caitlin exactly for that reason. and don't judge me, but it got tired to a point where I wasn't even rooting for barry and iris to get together anymore. they almost made my hair gray for a while, but I recovered.

now I understand why there's SO MUCH supercorp fics, these people are drooling and surviving on crumbs- think with care <3 hdjskjsk

– 🌟

i’m happily surprised and impressed that we've managed to talk about so many things at the same time and, despite the slight confusion sometimes, we still have MORE to say. it's not often i find someone so willing to read my paragraph-long responses and then RESPOND with their own paragraphs. [and needless to say, i absolutely love reading your responses, even if they're long]

mhmm, we’ll see about that.

it technically is a reference but i don't know if you're thinking what i’m thinking. and if you're not one of us is going to end up looking like an an idiot 😶 [it’s me, btw]

i mean, he's technically still my favorite superhero so i guess the phase still isn't over. i’m just too gay to obsess over a man the way i obsess over kate. i don't think it's that well known but i love it. idk what kind of research you're doing that requires this knowledge but yeah, i’m pretty good at FIFA. not like super amazing or anything but i’ve played it all my life so i think i’ve developed some skills. funnily enough, my mom was the opposite way. mortal kombat was too violent but planning heists and stealing cars was fine. [but not until i was like…10 or something]

babe, i hate to break it to you, but i can't even pay for my own therapy so you're on your own. stop asking questions because i WILL write an essay on her. basically, she does do fucked up shit BUT she's also heavily, HEAVILY, traumatized. i can't get into it without giving out too many spoilers but as the show goes on, we learn she's genuinely just a heavily messed up person and NOT a Joker type of villain who causes pain for the sake of it. [she's also not a sociopath, no matter how many times the characters say she is smh. she's also queer-coded af so there's that]

it's probably my fault for bringing it up everyday lmao. it doesn't ruin anything at all, it's just frustrating. they do finish the plot of season 7 nicely so that's why i just ignore the cliffhanger. it was supposed to tease season 8 but then season 8 never happened. the thing that pisses me off is that the CW didn't bother to tell the writers or the producers or the ACTORS that they wouldn't be getting another season.

sorry, i phrased that weird because it's technically a spoiler. the queer-bait is between zari and a new character hence why i didn't give many details in case you decide to watch the show again. sara and ava aren’t queer-bait at all, they're just queer 👍 it doesn't work very well but like the flash still has some really good things in between all the shitty writing. [that's another reason to watch batwoman, btw, their writers are out of this world] plus, like i said, caitlin snow was part of my gay awakening so it's not like i could just ditch the show even while it was going downhill. i don't judge you at all, i hated their relationship in the last few seasons. idk how they did it but they made me dislike barry at some point which is a crime because he's my boy!!!

akdkkdkskk that's a perfect way to put it, no further comment is necessary. i’m definitely not thinking about it 😶

[aluria-sevhex]

REVISITING THESE NOW THAT I'VE BEATEN THE GAME

featuring: i know everybody's pronouns now! although... everybody's pronouns are just further down on the Steam page... i may be stupid

obviously, spoilers below the read more

Siffrin: ---YEAH MY MENTALLY ILL ASEXUAL NON-BINARY FAVE

blorbo

little floofy wizard guy

---wizards aren't real :P

could commit war crimes and i would probably still love them

traumatized

idk wtf he did but they fucked up somehow. you do not end up in a time loop unless things have gone wrong.

---yeah a lot went wrong. also he LOVES HIS FAMILY SO MUCH IT NEARLY DESTROYED THE UNIVERSE TwT

needs a hug

depressed? depressed

crushed by existential dread

ok based on some of these moments in the trailers they did something horribly unspeakable

---eh yeah i guess. i mean. that Sadness got fucked up lmao. and. Act 5. but the moment in the trailer i was thinking of was in response to Sif being too good at fucking up Sadnesses

Basil energy AND THAT MAKES ME WORRIED FOR HIM "everything's fine :')" NO IT FUCKING ISN'T

---it was, in fact, not fucking fine

---congratulations to Siffrin In Stars and Time to being a concerningly relatable protagonist

Isabeau:

gay for Siffrin

---IT TOOK HIM THE ENTIRE GAME DJHSGEHFHDNS

seems chill

likes Bonnie's cooking AS THEY *he SHOULD

Mirabelle: ---YEAHHHH MY AROACE QUEEN

really sweet! will fuck you up

yeah sorry i don't have much

<redacted spitballing to fill up space but uh. there *was* a reason for a kid to be on the adventure. and :(>

Bonnie:

cooking gremlin

has sister issues or obtains them during the course of the story

---:( Nille...

would not want to be around in the kitchen because they're a terrifying force of nature i don't trust myself to not fuck up the food XD

Odile:

suffered for a phd

actually knows what they're *she's doing

also gay

---i mean. nothing contradicts it? but no actual evidence. however the exchange about multiple names and the one about the legality of Body Craft in Ka Bue are evidence for her possibly being trans

-----COMMENT ON THE COMMENT: I LOOKED IT UP AND INSERTDISC HAS CONFIRMED THAT IN CANON SHE IS SIMPLY 'queer' AND IS TOO OLD TO CARE ABOUT LABELS. HONESTLY MOOD TBH

babysitting everybody

---well her reason for joining the group was that leaving the task of saving the country to a bunch of young'ins would give her an ulcer so i guess?

---Odile's friendquest managed to somehow hit me in the relatability feels even tho my last connection to <redacted part of ancestry> is several generations ago. <redacted elaboration>

star head guy *Loop:

bitch

are they the reason Siffrin's in a loop?

---WELL. UH. WELL NO. BUT ACTUALLY TECHNICALLY YES KINDA DEPENDING ON HOW YOU LOOK AT IT.

they know about the loop

will probably be like "oh i'll help you :)" and end up being a late-game boss

---hey if anybody who saw the initial post sees this reblog, quick question: did you find this guess funny

"have you tried not dying?" have you tried shutting the fuck up

---i can't believe i've gotten attached enough to this wonderful bitch to wanna get "Behind the scenes"

coping with the fact that i don't have ISAT by looking at the stuff on the Steam page and compiling my impressions of the characters

perhaps i should've used visuals but fuck it we ball

uhhhh using 'they' by default because i only know Siffrin's pronouns. also i'm not sure about Bonnie and Odile's names but like there's trailer footage of them attacking while the narration calls them that so. uh yeah.

Siffrin:

blorbo

little floofy wizard guy

could commit war crimes and i would probably still love them

traumatized

idk wtf he did but they fucked up somehow. you do not end up in a time loop unless things have gone wrong

needs a hug

depressed? depressed

crushed by existential dread

ok based on some of these moments in some of the trailers they did something horribly unspeakable

Basil energy AND THAT MAKES ME WORRIED FOR HIM "everything's fine :')" NO IT FUCKING ISN'T

Isabeau:

gay for Siffrin

seems chill

likes Bonnie's cooking AS THEY SHOULD

Mirabelle:

really sweet! will fuck you up!

yeah sorry i don't have much

possibly Bonnie's sister but i may just be grasping at straws, my only evidence is they both have darker skin than the other group members and the fact that there has to be a reason this kid is going on dangerous adventures

Bonnie:

cooking gremlin

has sister issues or obtains them during the course of the story

would not want to be around in the kitchen because they're a terrifying force of nature

literal child???

Odile:

suffered for a phd

actually knows what they're doing

also gay

babysitting everybody

star head guy:

bitch

are they the reason Siffrin's in a loop?

they know about the loop

will probably be like "oh i'll help you :)" and end up being a late-game boss

"have you tried not dying?" have you tried shutting the fuck up

[rikiblues]

behind the scenes: it's a mess

featuring. the main cast of attack on titan contents. movie stars!au, fluff, comedy, insanity???

track. none word count. 1607

note. in short, if the entire thing was a movie and the actors were messing around behind the scenes! #traumatized #ineedcomfort don't ask. this is for  who now relies on me for fanfics in this fandom. imagining that this didn't happen makes me feel better about myself too. if it makes it better I feel highly embarrassed about this too :D

This PC > USB (D:) > SHINGEKI BEHIND THE SCENES :")

_____________________

[ruining badass captain imagery.mp4]

"What a lovely bunch," Levi mutters, locking in on the two huge Titans in his way. The manic laughs of Hange echoes off the streets, but he pays no attention to that, landing swiftly, walking towards the monsters with all the grace of a man walking into a party.

"You sure have interesting faces, don't—oh my god!" he loses his footing just then and nearly falls the full ten meters down. "Jeez, why is it so damn hard walking on these?!" he yelps, having caught himself by grabbing onto the surface below him.

"Maybe 'cuz they're shingles!" Hange yells from somewhere below.

"Cut!" the director shouts. "Are you okay? Your hand isn't scraped up?"

"Just a little bit," Levi slowly regains his footing. Technically, he wouldn't have been a whole lot injured if he did fall, but it's not a nice feeling, anyway. Somewhere across the studio, he hears one of the kids laughing hysterically at his fall. Really, sometimes it's a good question to ask why he joined this set; besides the money benefits and the awesome role he gets to play. "I'm fine to keep going."

"Okay, if you insist..."

***

"Stay still," Levi sniffs distastefully, perched with extreme agility atop the Titan's head, like it's nothing for a seasoned veteran like him. "Otherwise, I'll never get a clean cut of your flesh."

Slicing blades through Titan flesh feels so good.

[discussing war and hate crimes: the queen and the rogue.mp4]

"Wait, wait, gimme a minute," Armin fumbles with the camera for a minute. "Okay, I'd rather not play with all these settings—"

"You play a brainiac," Eren points out. "You should be confident about this."

"You're on camera now," Armin says. "Better keep the snark to a minimum."

"Yeah, be professional!" Historia makes a point of elbowing Eren very pointedly. "Let's begin, shall we?"

"I'm editing this out later, but..." Armin clears his throat, and puts on a presenter-style tone of voice. "Now here we are with the stars of episode ten of Attack on Titan's fourth season, Eren and Historia! Thank you so much for fitting this interview into your busy schedule!"

"Thank you for having us!" Historia beams, a natural at this, while Eren flounders for a good minute as Historia goes through with the usual pleasantries one would normally see in an interview with superstars.

Then, "so, Eren!" Armin smirks at him from behind the camera. They really aren't being too serious about this impromptu interview, but true to the character he plays, Eren is a truly competitive person, so it doesn't take much to push the right buttons. "Tell us! What does this episode entail?"

"Well..." he visibly blinks confusedly. Historia nudges him, which seems to get him to wake up and take it more like the way they want him to. "Well, in this episode, we'll see more about what happened in the four years since the end of the third season. We'll be meeting with...uh...Kiyomi Azumabito, who interestingly hails from the same land as Mikasa is supposed to be from! And—uh—she has something to reveal, doesn't she?"

"Yes, she does," Historia winks at the camera, "as viewers will come to know!"

"And we'll be seeing a diplomatic meeting of sorts between the Paradisians, and Kiyomi Azumabito as well as the Volunteers," Eren continues, seeming to get a hang of it. "Of course, the subject being aid, and, well, war. As well as...plans regarding Historia which Eren is very vehemently opposed to."

"But!" Historia grins. "You'll see more of that when the episode airs! Make sure to catch the episode on time when it airs~"

"And...cut!" Armin lowers the phone, grinning. "Honestly, Eren, you were more than just taken off-guard just now."

"Yeah, that was worse than actual interviews with actual TV stations," Historia giggles.

"I usually have more time to prepare—" the video cuts in the middle of Eren's whining.

[pre-exercise to a genocide warning by 2 idiots.mp4]

"What is this?" Eren blinks at the speaker set being hauled in by a stagehand.

"It's for your scene where you tell everyone that they're gonna die," the director says in a perfectly cheery tone, as if he isn't talking about one of the darkest scenes in the entire show. "It adds to the effect."

"Effect? I thought we were just editing my voice later, though."

"Like I said, effect," the director nods. "We will be adding some minor effects here and there, but this'll most likely boost the creepiness effect."

"Huh." Eren picks up one of microphones attached to it. "Hear me, Subjects of Ymir," he tries, brightening. "Hey, I like it! My name is Eren Yeager. I'm using the Founding Titan's power to address all Subjects of Ymir. I've undone the hardening of Paradis Island's walls—"

"Okay, enough," Mikasa cuts in, wrapping her arms around herself. "I'd rather not hear that monologue unless I absolutely have to. Jesus, that's so creepy."

"It's not that bad," Jean insists. "If we think about the dork behind the creepy genocidal voice issuing a deadline of life to people."

"Oh, haha, so funny," Eren deadpans. Somehow, the dynamic between him and Jean's actual personalities as opposed to the characters they portray...isn't that different, but it's lighter, in a way. Probably because they don't have death hanging over their heads. "Anyway, this is a good addition to the set! I like it!"

Ymir, who'd been standing off to the side, seeing as she isn't part of this scene, comes closer and picks up the mic. "Wonder what it'll sound like if I just..." she takes a deep breath. "Is this the day? Are you the way I finally find out why~"

"Really?" Armin pinches the bridge of his nose, already foreseeing the result of this. "A Frozen parody. Okay, sure."

Ymir pays no mind. "Show yourself! I'm no longer trembling! Here I am, I have come so far!"

Which, of course, prompts Eren to start belting out lyrics, too, because ever since Ymir Fritz was introduced onto the set the two of them have done nothing aside from causing mischief (which isn't to say they don't contribute greatly to the show). "You are the answer I've waited for all my li-i-i-fe! Oh, show yourself, let me see who you are!"

"Show yourself!" Ymir is grinning so widely that Armin can't bring himself to stop them.

"Step into your power! Grow yourself into something new!" Eren somehow keeps a tune while essentially hollering the lyrics.

"I don't know why neither of them have matured," Connie hands Armin back his phone (evidently having recorded the whole exchange), "but hey, at least it's free comedy."

"Free comedy, indeed," Armin echoes, watching Eren's voice crack and break on one of the higher notes, making Ymir dissolve into hysterical giggles.

[consequences of hiring trained dancers.mp4]

"What are you guys doing." Mikasa deadpans, watching Reiner and Eren twirl around.

"Practicing our fight sequence, duh!" Eren yells over his shoulder, dipping Reiner down as if they're ballerinas. Which, technically, they are. They just never pursued a career for that, even though they totally could have.

"All I see is ballet routines," Mikasa sighs. "Please, be serious. As much as the fans seem to love crack edits, right now we very much need to get ready for the epic showdown between you both. Okay?"

"C'mon, relax!" Reiner laughs, coming to a halt. "We've got it down pretty good."

"Yeah?" Mikasa fixes him with the cold stare that her character is known for. "Show it to me, then. Let's see it."

"Sure!" Eren grins, tugging Reiner into the formation. "We've got this choreo down to the T, you'll see."

***

"That's—good enough—for you?" Eren gasps, down on the floor. Pieck hurries over to them with bottles of water. "Mikasa?"

"...fine," she grumps. "But no more doing dumb things!"

"Yeah, yeah."

[a #real confession.mp4]

"Oh my god this is so romantic," Sasha whisper-yells, angling the phone camera just right.

"They're just like us," Eren says, and in that voice, there is so much hatred and anger—so much resentment and pain. "One day, their regular lives just ended, and everything was taken away from them. They were deprived of all their freedoms."

Mikasa stares at him. The weight of his words is tremendous, but this is so different in a fundamental way from the Eren she has come to know and love. The distant, detached boy she adapted to these past four years has become this, and she hates it.

"Mikasa." He looks at her, eyes full of emotion. "Why do you care so much about me?"

...

...

...what?

"Huh?"

"Is it because I saved you when we were little?" Eren asks. He's direct and to-the-point in a way he has never been before. It's Eren, but he's begging for an answer right now...it seems surreal, the way his viridian eyes latch onto Mikasa's onyx and holds fast. "Or is it because I'm your family?"

"Huh?" a fiery blush takes ahold of Mikasa's cheeks. Is he—is he asking—

"What—what am—" Eren pauses, breaking character with a frown. "Uh, what was my line again...?"

"Are you serious?" Mikasa bursts into laughter, which makes Eren and everyone around them start laughing, too. "This is like, a monumental scene!"

"I'm sorry!" Eren snorts. "It was just too much! I'm not emotionally built for this!"

"Sorry, but you're in for the long ride," Mikasa giggles. "Let's try that again. And don't forget—your line is 'what am I to you?'"

"I know," Eren shakes his head. "I won't forget again."

yes this was kind of unhinged. I meant to include more but I lost inspo halfway through, so here's a few takeaways from this:

- armin won an oscar for best actor. there was a lot of sobbing to go around.

- aot itself won best original score because sawano hiroyuki is a #genius

- some of them livestreamed their first-time reaction to the last ep of the entire thing and NO it ENDED ON THE SCARF.

the inspo for this was a bunch of videos I watched on youtube :") lol bye