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sp1nnenlilie · 21 days ago
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ich notier mir für die zukunft mich nicht mehr auf diese kleinen spielchen an nem grauen sonntägchen zu freuen 😘🥸 halte das nicht aus
Ich mag es nicht an nem eh schon miesen Sonntag noch so fett verarscht zu werden
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bibleofficial · 2 months ago
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i’m myself at home, me in public, & i runs it all
#stream#my psychiatrist says i may have adhd he also said ‘im not going to lie to u ur not an easy case bc there’s a lot of symptoms’#ALSKALSKLASKALSKLAKSALSLAJSLAKSLA#i was like ‘adhd ? i don’t have that’ & he asked like ‘nobody has every said that ?’ & i was like no ????? im just insane on the inside like#ALSJALSJALSJLAJSLA literally i went ‘i don’t think that ppl w ahdh online say they can’t tie their shoes & i don’t think it’s the disorder i#think they’re just refusing to tie their shoes’ then later on he asked me how do i feel about myself in one word & i went#‘like a sea urchin’ & he had no idea what that meant#like i thought it was quite obvious ????#nice to look at but u don’t want to step on 1 or that sucks also they’re sooo pretty but Need to Stay Way the Hell Over There’#he was reading the notes i sent to him bc i asked for my notes & i was like ‘ive comments’ ALSKALSKALKSALKSALSKLKSLKSLAKSL#he started laughing & it was bc of the way i phrased things & capitalized ? 😭😭😭 he told me that ALSKALSKLAKSLAKSLAKSLA#it’s very fucking funny#like u just need to read it like german#he’s polish so i trust him w my life#POLES DO ANYTHING FOR YALL !!!!!!!#like even w that 1 facist 1 i still think abt him i forget his name is was smthg funny but its like yea u look it#like this psych has a normal name but he fits it#GOOD WAY#NOT A FASC#HES POLITE & FUN idk he’s soft spoken & i find that very calming#i sound like u know the sound they play when a cat fight happens in a cartoon that’s my voice#also unrelated but my accent has finally changed so much that the british assume i’ve been here since childhood …. growth like my parents#immigrated to britain …. the chameleon trait#i think it’s so funny bc like if u Are Like That then it’ll work for any language like if u speak spanish spanish & u go to mexico spanish#ur spanish accent will change to be more mexican i think language is crazy isn’t society cool#this doesn’t work for everyone like some people will retain their accents their entire lives like u know ‘bad accents’ i hate the term ‘bad#accent’ bc an accent can’t be bad it can just be strong or weak#like girl. most ppl have an accent. like some people omg if ur a professional translator u can get SOOOOO GOOD WHERE U LOSE THE ORIGINAL ITS#CRAZY#truly
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simplyvyn · 7 months ago
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"THIS IS MY DEAR LOVER."
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Hii!! I hope ur doing great! I'm that reader who loves ur kaiser fic last week hehe :] it's been over a week, so I wonder if reqs are open rn but I'd love to suggest a Kaiser x (german) fem reader who's really close to her father and wants to bring Kaiser to meet him 🥺 gn reader should be fine too!! Thank u♡ -req !
M. Kaiser x reader | wc: 1.8k
Warnings: ooc kaiser like very, implied fem! reader, fluff, crack or maybe not, german typings w/translation!, german! Reader
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"Mikka!!" You shouted as you went into the living room where your lovely but not lovely boyfriend is there.
"You don't need to shout my name, Mein Liebling." He looks at you from the side and went back to his book that he was reading. He raised his reading glasses to fix it till you sat next to him making his focus on to you. You took the opportunity to speak.
"Meine liebe, look!! Wait no, don't look. I'll be the one to tell you." You cleared your throat and sat up straight while Kaiser closed his book and continued resting his head on his hand.
"My sehr geliebter Eltern, wants to meet you, mein lieber Liebhaber." You squealed as you held your hands as if you were truly excited.
"Well for context, i have been talking about you to my father, and if your gonna ask, its part gute dinge part part schlechte dinge. But they liked you!"
Thats what you thought. And here your boyfriend was kind of overthinking. Your parents liked him? As if! What if when they actually meet, your father will beat him up? Part schlechte dinge? Did your parents judge him for it? What if your father is like his? All his thoughts were completely opposite of yours.
Unlike his, your thoughts were more.. What should we do first? Where should they meet? Where should they eat? You were quite excited. But that completely changed your mind when you saw Kaiser, he was surprised. You can't tell if its good or bad, he didn't look angry nor happy. More like fear?
"I know what I'm assuming is so out of character for you but.." Your two hands sneaked up to hold his. "He really does like you. I'm 200% sure he won't assume anything negative at all."
"That is, if you're busy or have a match or practice. When are you available." You asked and he snapped out of his thoughts. "I guess tomorrow. Any time is fine."
"Eeeekk! Ich liebe dich so sehr!" You wrap your arms around his neck as you hug him. "Its gonna be very fun, i promise." You said as you sat down and laid your head on his shoulder while you text your parents. He thought he never saw you as much happy as you are now. You seem to be quite fond to your father. He was quite selfish yet even he was shocked. He was happy that your happy with your father.
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That was fast. That tomorrow was already is today. He let you choose his clothes honestly. You just said for him to pick on his own and say that any is fine. Just not too formal. And he understood the assignment by the way.
He drove you guys to your old house or province. Your house wasn't too big. It was just perfect for a family. Kaiser took a notice to that. He parked your car and then went out to rush to your side of the car and opened it.
"Thanks, schatz." As you come out. Only theb you realized he was quite more.. quiet than his usual smug personality is.
Pinch.
"Stop being so nervous. 'Ts just my dad! You'll br fine." You pinched his cheeks."
"I didn't say anything!"
You knocked on the door awaiting for your dad and to your surprise, he's the one to open the door with your mom peeking from the kitchen.
FULL GERMAN TYPINGS START HERE!
"Hallo, Kleiner!" (Hello, little one!) Your dad spoke.
"Hallo, lieber vater! Das ist mein Geliebter, Michael." (Hello, dear father! This is my lover, Michael.) You spoke, introducing your partner to your father.
"Haha! Ich hätte nicht erwartet, dass er schöner aussieht, als Sie sagten. Sie übertreffen meine Erwartungen." (Haha! I didn't expect him to look more handsome than you said, you exceeded my expectations, young man.) You nudge your father with your elbow.
Haha, du brauchst einen gutaussehenden Mann für eine schöne Frau, weißt du? (Haha, you need a handsome man for a beautiful daughter you know?) Kaiser shook hands with your father and then you hit Kaiser with your elbow. He still had his ego.
Eventually, you two sat down at the dining table to talk with your dad while your mom cooks up food.
"Ich habe tatsächlich etwas von Deutschlands Nationalgericht, Sauerbraten, gekauft." (I actually bought some of Germany's national dish, sauerbraten.)
Honestly you were shock when he took out the food. You didn't even know he had brought some. How? Did he already prepare it? Or did he order it? Wait, is he trying to make a first good impression? That's funny.
Your mom squealed from the kitchen. "Sauerbraten? das ist eines meiner Lieblingsgerichte!" (Sauerbraten? this is one of my favorite dishes!)
Your father and your mother thanked him for the food and your dad decided to talk about your lover for a while.
FULL GERMAN TYPINGS ENDS HERE!
You have to admit, even you were slightly nervous. Its the first time in a while that your dad had slight tension.
"So, Michael. Do you have a job currently?" Your dad asked.
"Dad, i already tol-"
"I'm not sure if you're familiar with me but, I'm a famous soccer player in german right now. I have a match coming up next week, you should watch me." Then he brought out two front row seat tickets, one for your mom, one for your dad.
"None tickets for my daughter?" That definitely gave you more tension.
"She already has three front row seat tickets to my next three match. Including to the tickets i gave you, sir." SIR? KAISER WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?
"Wait, may i ask, what's your last name?" My dad asked.
"Oh, Kaiser. Michael Kaiser." He answered politely.
"Oohh! Now i remember you, i remember seeing that tattoo on your neck somewhere. You're from Bastard München. Correct?"
Kaiser chuckled and answered, "Yes, sir. Its my pleasure to meet you." Then Kaiser shook hands with him again. You hope your dad don't see that as provoking him.
Your dad laughed.
"I like you, young man! You better marry my daughter soon, okay?"
"Dad!"
Then your mom asked from the kitchen, "Speaking of, how long have you two been together?"
Cough, cough
"A year.. and a half." You both answered at the same time.
"WHAT! and you didnt plan to tell us?!" Your mom answered. Then your father spoke.
"Only you, dear. Half of the year, your daughter has been chatting me about her boyfriend."
"Dad !" You called your dad, while Kaiser just laughed from it.
Wait. Laugh? Thats not much in Kaisers vocabulary. Wow, and he seemed much cuter when he has a genuine one. What a pretty boy. Maybe you are lucky.
"I'm expecting more from you, soccer prodigy of germany! I'm glad you have chosen my daughter." Your dad chuckled and even Kaiser laughed.
"Is that supposes to be an insult, dad?.." you answered with a sigh.
"I am glad too. Very glad."
Little did you know, his hand was sneaking up to yours under the table, holding it firmly but with gentleness.
"Food's done! Lass uns essen!" (Let's eat!) Your mom spoke from the kitchen as she walked to the dining room, putting down the food as she sat down next to you father.
"Now, i'll be the one asking questions to Michael." Your mom said with a grin to your father.
"Say, Michael, i expect that you and my daughter didn't do anything wrong, right? I don't want a police coming to my house.."
"Mom! I would never even!"
"Mrs. L/N, I assure you, those are not in my vocabulary. Other than being the best in soccer, and winning, taking care of and protecting your daughter might already be my top priority."
Your mom squealed. "Such words! I expect good from you Sir Michael, i'm also telling this to you, Y/N." Your mom then glared at you glare back.
"Oh please, wanna know my vocabulary? Its having patience with him." And your parents just laugh it of, while your looking at a blushing mess Kaiser.
He didn't expect he'd even be in a table like this with parents. And you. This is quite relaxing. Maybe he should have more of these. Kaiser thought.
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Mein liebling - My darling
Der Schatz - dear
Mein liebe - my love
sehr geliebter Eltern - my beloved parents
mein lieber Liebhaber - my dear lover
Ich liebe dich so sehr - i love you so much!
A/N: chat im sorry if this is short☹️☹️ reqs r always open! Sorry if this took long too, requester..😓 I ALSOXWANT TO APOLOGIZE IF MY GRAMMAR IS SUPER BAD HERE... german, nor english is my first language😥
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ramons-elevator · 9 months ago
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After all everything that happened yesterday, my heart aches. I watched Bads VOD because i couldnt at the time and bawled my eyes out when he read Pommes letter
And if you are in the same boat, i need you to remember something.
Even though this year so far was really rough for the QSMP, please please please remember that this server was built on love and survived because of all the love that was put into it
Quackity wanted to bring his english speaking friends and spanish speaking friends together because he loves them both
He wanted to add as many languages as he could because he wanted as many people as possible to see how amazing different people cultures are
The eggs were only supposed to be a short event but lasted for over a fucking year because the community and the CCs loved them so much
So many defense and safety things came into play, like TTT or the Ninho, because the Ccs loved their kids so much
Pac e Mike/the brazilians started the trend of making cultural events because they wanted everyone to experience what they do in their culture and show how amazing it is
People logged on everyday to take care of their egg and just to hang out with their friends
CCs met up IRL and flew to places they had never been before because they love each other and wanted to spend time with each other
People like Foolish, Bad, Cellbit, Roier, Philza, Fit, Bagi and more started to learn Spanish, Portuguese, French, and German because of their eggs and wanted to communicate with each other more. Hell, I started learning Portuguese because i wanted to understand Cellbit and Tazercraft more
This server was built on love and survived because of the months and months of love that got put into it
Please never forget that love. Keep creating fanart, fanfics, cosplays, etc.
Ill never forget what this server and eggies did to my life. I never wanna stop learning different languages because of this server.
Love is the reason this server exists and its the reason it will never die <3
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budbuddnbuddy · 1 year ago
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Little obey me headcanons (pt3)
(Pt4)
A/n: uhhh not really sure what to say here, but I’m glad my posts are getting the attention similar to what I had when I first picked up writing fanfics and headcaons. Thank all of you so much hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas.
As MC spends more time in the Devildom and makes more pacts with the brothers, they’ll start to have a slightly more evil look to them. Get what I mean? Like how Megan Fox has “evil beauty.” However its not as visible, they’ll still look like your normal boring human first glance.
“The celestials know every language in the human wor-“ *LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER* Sorry but I respectfully hate this headcaon with all my heart, it doesn’t make sense. Sure these guys are immortal powerful beings that have lived for millions and billions of years, but they don’t even keep up with the human world like that and that’s CANON. Also if we’re looking at it through their perspective where as a hundred years is literally just a couple of blinks, humans would be making new languages every second.
They probably know 2-6 MAX, and that’s not me underestimating them that’s me saying that they either don’t have the time or will to care about 7,139 OFFICIAL languages there are in the human world. But enough of that let’s dive into the languages that they can speak.
Lucifer: English, French, Italian. and a little bit of Japanese due to Levi but not enough to be fluent. Mammon: English, Spanish. Levi: English, Korean, Japanese, and sign language. (idk if that counts) Satan: English, Mandarin Chinese, Japanese, French, Spanish, Arabic. Asmodeus: English, French (mainly because he thinks it sounds hot 💀) Beelzebub: English and German. Belphie: English, Spanish, German (because of Beel), Japanese. Diavolo: English,Italian, a bit of Spanish but not enough to be fluent. Barbatos: Mandarin Chinese, Japanese, English, French. Simeon+Luke: English right now but Luke wants to learn Spanish.
Solomon is probably the type of person to wake up at 12:30 in the afternoon whenever possible. Mf probably has an alarm set for that exact time too, and when you ask where he’s been for like half of the day he’ll tilt his head to the side and be like “I was sleeping????”
I feel like we can all come to a sort of mutual understanding of this, but the brothers fan clubs and MC do not mix well together like at all.
“Asmo, get your crazy ass fans under control! They’re fucking insane!”
“Oh they can’t possibly be that bad dear! They’re MY fans after all!”
“I let it slip that we had a date planned for this Saturday and one of them threatened to cut me before calling me a warm toilet seat!”
“Oh.”
Asmodeus, Barbatos, and Simeon call you Hon/Honey sometimes.
For all of your RAD classes, every brother except Lucifer shares at least ONE class with you. Also all of the exchange students are in the same Main classes.
Everyone is a tad bit insane about you, just a little bit, a sprinkle if you will. No I am not explaining this.
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evilfrogcereal29 · 3 months ago
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Cw/Tw: light nsfw, ass slapping, body worship, chubby & fem!reader, cursing, negative body image
I'm sorry but idgaf what König's VA fckin says König would fucking ADORE big/chubby girls. If u don't agree jus block me now /hj
The contrast between his solid, toned muscles and your soft, squishy flesh is like art to him. When he slaps your bare ass and your skin ripples and jiggles for a few seconds longer than normal. Fuck. He loves that so much. Loves the weighted blanket effect you give when you sprawl yourself over him, putting all you have onto him, he will assure you he can take it. If you can cook/bake thats even better!! König is definitely a messy & fast eater, so theres no judgement in sitting on the couch gorging yourselves on chinese takeout while watching terrible german romcoms, his head nestles on your chest. He lets out an adorable sound for a man his size everytime you run your hands through his hair, similar to a purr.
If anyone makes a remark about the large amount of food you've made/ordered, König will make his presence known.
"she's feeding the both of us." He says firmly, and the offender runs off with their metaphorical tail tucked between their legs.
Body worship champion. He can be really bad with words in the heated moment, but his hands mostly speak for him, praising you wordlessly with each affectionate touch.
"oh schatz... you're built like a goddess.." he gasps, double fisting a handful of your love handles, pulling you close to his chest. He's all red in the face, like a shy little boy. You drive him insane. He doesn't feel good enough for you. He's too awkward, too big, too tall, too everything.
But when you tell him you're too fat?
"nein." He hisses, arms slinking around you from your spot in front of the mirror. "Du bist perfekt für mich. The right size, the right weight. You are just right dear. Perfect." He kisses you up and down, starting at your shoulders, working his way down to your back, moving around you so he could kiss your stomach. You try to intercept, with tears in your eyes, but he pushes your hands away. This is his purpose, his real job.
"let me see whats mine schatz... Let me show you how much I love what I see... Let me show you how perfect...." he can barely hold back, can barely finish his thoughts. As he finishes peppering kisses down your thighs to your knees, he moves up and abruptly pulls you into a kiss. And boy. He showed you that night ;)c
Lastly he never presures you into anything, if you decide its time for a weight loss journey, no matter how big or small, whether its for health concerns, emotional wellbeing, or something else, he supports you going at your own pace. And if you pull out of it? Give in and have a cheat day and feel like shit? He is right there to comfort.
I just... I could go on.. he just... Is made for a short chubby gf I SWEAR THIS ISN'T MY BIAS AS A SHORT CHUBBY PERSON😭 nikto, Krueger, all my other top favs, i imagine they would probably date girls of any size.. but König just... HE JUST SPEAKS TO ME OK?? HIS VA IS WRONG.
Thank u for reading and listening to my ramble :3 have a good day
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moonlight-tmd · 6 months ago
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Blitzbee
Pre-relationship, but crushing hard.
During a battle, they get stuck in a cave together.
i aM SO SORRY- i went on hiatus with tumblr post and completely forgot about the inbox! i will alnswer every single ask i have in there, dw-
For this one, I actually had a similar idea, perhaps even better than the original prompt.
So, imagine this; some mission involving a cave system happens and Lugnut does his thing and causes a cave in. Bee and Blitz were too busy taunt-teasing one another to pay attention to the evacuation screams. They got locked in and had to cease fighting for the time being.
The entrance wasn't very far but there was a lot of rubble in the way and scattered in the cavern, dust was still floating in the air and the two were talking. It was a moment that Bee noticed he was feeling odd, Blitzwing wasn't doing any better. Somethign was up with the air here....
They tried to shut their ventilation systems but it didn't work for long, the cavern itself was pretty warm and the fighting earlier left them running hot. Everything was starting to get blurry, speaking was beginning to be sloppy... but their worry quickly faded and they just sat there looking at one another- ever since Bee saw Blitzwing he developed a tiny bit of a crush on him. Blitz was big and strong, his frame proved to be quite attractive as odd as it was. Bee was accustomed to the human culture and its quirks, so hearing Blitzwing adapt the german accent to his speech was a cherry on top.
But it wasn't only Bee who felt like that; Blitzwing had more than needed fights with Bee and never one of them was the same as teh last one. Bee was fast and agile, his fast reaction and critical thinking alongside the sharp glossa have proven to give a challange to Blitz. The minibot himself wasn't bad-looking, he was quite cute actually and had that mischevious charm to him. Blitzwing found himself looking forward to encountering Bee whenever he was out.
Bee didn't know he slipped and started speaking, only after Blitzwing replied with a similar compliment he realized they were having a conversation. Nonetheless he continues saying how he likes Blitzwing, his manners and frame. Only for Blitzwing to return the adoration with the same if not bigger affection.
They were starting to feel more dizzy and the feeling inside bloomed the longer they heard one another speak their love. Blitz picked Bee up and place him on his lap for cuddles and they went on with their confessions...
Meanwhile Team Prime has been busy desperately clearing up the entrance. Turns out the gas condensed within few of he chambers near the cave system have chemichal composition similar to cybertronian drugs- the chambers have opened when Lugnut caused the cave in and began to spill outside thru the cracks. They only found that out when Bulkhead who worked in the front started swaying and collapsed halfway into the clearing, Optimus and Prowl had to wear masks and shut their vents to work while Ratchet took care of Bulk some distance away.
Eventually they dug thru to the large cave chamber, the dust was thick but htey could still hear things shuffling around. They feared Bee might have gotten seriously injured or even killed as they looked around and saw a giant figure somewhere in the back. They heard a voice- no, two voices as they neared...
But they didn't find what they were expecting to find. If fact, it was quite the opposite.
Blitzwing was sitting on the ground, holding Bee close while the scout snuggled in and murmured sweet nothings to him. At some point the two must have noticed the other two's presence and Blitz growled at them.
Bee said something nearly incoherent and instead showered Blitz with affection. They just stood there watching as Bee blabbered words of love and showered his inky face with kisses. Blitz only purred and made little trilling noises, eventually moving his face so the glossa that's been hanging out of his intake for primus knows how long dragged itself across Bee's face in a form of a big lick-kiss. It was then the Bee grabbed his helm and started making out with him.
Optimus and Prowl stepped in just in time to pull the two away from one another. It wasn't much trouble cuffing Blitz and both were dragged out of the cave. Thankfully Bulkhead was almost good to drive when the 4 came out.
Blitzwing had been completely disarmed by the gas and his ability to speak was reduced to whines, growls and other animalistic sounds. Bee one the other hand- he was still somewhat comprehensible and would not shut up about adoring Blitzwing. While Blitz was left nearby the cave cuffed for hte other cons to find him, Bee was blabbering about how much he loves Blitz and how sweet, gentle and attractive he is and so on. He was completely drunk on love even after returning to base. His drugged love blabbering were turning into lust blabbering- Optimus had to hold him down while Ratchet plugged the cables to initiate the forced stasis protocol... Let's just say, the comment Bee made thinking it was Blitzwing holding him down made Op a little more than awkward.
When Bee finally came back to his senses he was having a hard time staying online- it was all so dizzy and he couldn't get anything down his throat, the head ache that literally spilled to the rest of his frame was not helping. Once he was mostly back to normal he asked what has happened. All of them seemed to not wanna tell him... well, all of them except Ratchet, who for all he knew told him how insufferable he's been with his drug-induced love for Blitzwing... and if that wasn't bad enough apparently they were kissing in that cave, from that Op told him... Yup, it was time to die.
Jokes aside, he felt so incredibly embarrased. Him- kissing Blitzwing?? The Enemy?!? Part of him refused to believe it was real, there was just no way. He didn't even remember what happened after they entered the cave!
But then the same night it all- well, most of it, returned to him. He saw the flashbacks and heard the words of love coming out of Blitzwing's derma. Him caressing Bee so gently and lovingly... When Bee woke up he couldn't have been more of a blushing mess.
And so was Blitzwing apparently, Lugnut found him a little more over 24h cuffed at the cave, he was somewhat conscious but still incomprehensible in speech, only mumbling something about a "hummel" while ocassionally giggling a little. Lugnut took him back to base, reported the situation to Megatron and left Blitz uncuffed in his own room. Blitzwing woke up with a headache and some nausea but was still forced to work, even if it meant data and monitor duty. His other personalities were arguing over his frame status until the flashes of the previous day slowly flooded back to him. He was just sitting there frozen and flustered as frag as he recalled what he did- what Bumblebee did. What they both did!
...Megatron decided to send him off to get better in his room seeing how slow and unefficient he was being at the work station. That certainly added to the sheer embarrasment and intrusive thoughts when he was left all alone in his nook in the mine. What stuck to him in particular were the love confessions that the minibot whispered to him when they were back there... did Bee really mean that? How long has he been hiding his feeelings? Did he know Blitzwing liked him back? All the questions were buzzing in his mind and not a single answer arose... at least until he bumped into said minibot on one of his patrols.
ever since the cave accident they both seemed to avoid one another, that however didn't last long as they quite literally walked into one another while hanging around one of the parks further away from the city at twilight.
It was so fragging awkward- both of them didn't know what to say- IF they should say anything but none of them wanted the other to leave without getting answers... For once, Bee took the logical approach to the situation. He managed to explain what happened in that cave and that the actions that ensued were effect of the drug-gas.
For a moment it seemed like Blitzwing was disappointed for the answer... Bee thought they would leave it at that, but then Blitz brought up what Bee said in that cave and that he liked him. It... wow.
Bee system literaly froze when Blitz said that, it took an awful bit of time to unfreeze it but when he did he was a stuttering blushy mess. It was hard to form a proper sentence but from what snippets of phrases he said Blitzwing managed to hear he liked him back.
It didn't take long at all for random to pop out and pick up Bee to spin around and hug tightly and also maybe leave kisses on his helm. Yep, Bee was definitely gonna faint if Blitz didn't stop when he did.
So i guess, this is yet another way to start their romance added to the collection. Idk what's with the stuck somewhere while drugged scenarios, they just work. Hope you had fun reading and sorry again for the delay!
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kaiswifeblog · 5 months ago
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GONNA REQ REAL QUICK BUT I AM IN NEED OF A HUENING FLUFF JDJFKSJCND
Newly established relationship where reader is just teasing hueka using all the couple nicknames and for a cuter tone them learning ones in he speaks in like korean, chinese, japanese or german (any language he speaks in we'll pretend hes fluent) and its just making him blush kdnckskc this boy has my whole heart i can't
a/n: YES YES YES YES I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS THIS IS ACTUALLY SO CUTE 😚 TY FOR THE REQUEST
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Title: other language nicknames
Genre: fluff
Pairing: bf! Hueningkai x fem!reader
Warnings: for the other nicknames I used Google translate so if there is something bad with them say it!!!!
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you always knew Hueningkai was from nearly every part of the world: Germany? He had a royal ancestor from there, Hawaii? He was born there, Korea? His mom was from there.
So you knew that he also knew a lot of laguages, and ever since you started dating him, you started teasing him! And this week you had a plan...
Teasing Kai in every language he speaks for every day of the week!
DAY ONE:
For day one you decide for the nickname ''engel'' in English it's angel.
now you're just waiting for him to come home from the convenience store and in that time you started pronouncing it a lot, so that you wouldn't embarass yourself while pronouncing it.
After Kai arrived home you started you plan started.
''Hey engel did you get everything'' you said obviously Kai was shocked ''honig when did you start learning German?'' ''because i wanted to know one of the languages you can speak!'' ''okay now let's go so we can make dinner'' ''mein freund is so responsible''
Even if Kai was turned around you could see his ears redening and you were proud of yourself.
DAY TWO:
as soon as Kai walked through the door he knew something was wrong. He remebered the interaction from yesterday and how you were just giggling the whole evening.
As soon as he entered the apartament he saw you sprinting toward him with your arms open to give him an hug.
"おかえりなさい、かわいい子!(Welcome home sweetie!)" Kai looked up startled as you just spoke in japanese and yesterday you just talked in german, how many languages are you learning?
"baby... how many languages are you learning!" "i just want to speak better the languages you know so that we can communicate better!"
you saw him turn away like he akways did when he blushed.
"baby i know we haven't been together for a lot but we can still talk!"
and he just went into the bathroom to wash his face.
DAY SEVEN:
It was the last day of you plan and today you were going all out, you were not even gonna say anything in English.
You were going to talk only in korean
You hear your phone ringing, it's Kai telling you to meet him outside for your date.
" 안녕 자기!! (Hello! Sweetie!!)" You spoke catching Kai of guard "oh hello! Are you ready?" He asked.
"그래 가자!! (Yes let's go!)" Kai was confused why were you speaking Korean? You always spoke in English.
He left it alone but you only spoke Korean and it made him worry but the pet names being used he also got flustered a lot.
*after dinner*
"did you like dinner darling?" He asked after exiting the restaurant.
"네, 저는 정말 그것을 좋아했습니다... (Yes, I really like the...)" You started trying to remember how to say the word you wanted to say
"steak? Yeah it looked really good!" He said with too much enthusiasm in his body.
"now let's go home 천사."
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trekkiehood · 2 months ago
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I Wore The Mask Up High (MotA Fanfic)
Ao3 link
Rating: T Words: 3.7k TW: Canon typical violence, Panic attacks, threats of assault (very mild)
Summary:
“Buck!” The shaking brought just enough clarity for him to hear his name. “Gale!” This time shouted directly in his ear. He flinched away and only then realized how accelerated his breathing had become. “Breathe Gale. Come on.” --- Gale's mask finally starts to crack after a run in with some guards. Bucky is there to help paste it back together.
Authors Notes on Ao3
"I wore the mask up high on a daylight run That held my face in its clammy hand" - The War Was in Color by Carbon Leaf
Buck felt the tension before he saw the crowd. As he wormed his way through the uneasy prisoners he heard the murmurs and eventually the angry shouts be lobbed at one of the guards. 
He had no idea what this lieutenant was upset about but he was about to get himself shot. The German sergeant took a step forward and Gale knew they were already working with borrowed time. 
“Lieutenant!” He barked, making it to the front of the crowd. “Stand down!” It didn’t matter what the argument was about. It didn’t matter who was right. What mattered was keeping the guards from using their guns or fists on one of his men. 
The man, a boy really, they seemed to get younger with every shipment of prisoners, didn’t listen, rearing his fist back. 
Gale didn’t have time to think, he grabbed the boy’s wrist, yanking him away from the guard. The lieutenant fell back and was caught by a few of the guys who had gathered around “Get him to his barrack, now.” he ordered the first man who dared to make eye contact with him. 
They nodded, pulling the stunned man back through the crowd. Buck had only managed to take a single step before he felt a hand grasp his left arm. He fought the initial urge to fight back, freezing instead. A gasp ran through the men at the same moment he felt the cool barrel of a rifle level against his right temple. A second guard had joined and apparently wanted an example. 
Gale didn’t move. He barely breathed. But he saw the men before him and knew he couldn’t risk showing fear right now. He had to focus on keeping the men calm and not getting shot. A few men broke away from the group and he could only imagine they were running to grab the Colonel. Hopefully he could get here before things escalated even further. 
Finally, he slowly held his free arm out, palm forward and clear. His left arm was still tightly grasped by the initial guard and he didn’t want to risk being accused of an act of aggression. He wasn’t sure what to do. There seemed nothing to do except to wait and see the outcome of his fate. The Germans were speaking to each other and maybe he could have picked up some of the words if he wasn’t so focused on keeping his breathing even. 
A commotion had broken out and Gale wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. Then he saw the cause. Bucky had pushed his way to the front of the crowd, followed closely by Benny. His eyes blazed with anger but that wasn’t what Buck saw. Gale saw the fear. The panic. The grief.
Buck watched him, begging with his eyes for him to not do something stupid. He should have known better. With a growl, Bucky lunged forward. DeMarco grabbed him around the waist, yanking him back and frantically whispering something in his ear. He wasn’t sure what Benny was saying but after a final shake, Bucky stopped fighting to get free and was released.
All his attention had come to rest on Bucky. He should have known better. Gale couldn’t hold back the surprised grunt when his left arm was twisted backwards and pressed against his back. The guard was going to break his arm. It may not even be intentional. Gale hated how weak he had become. How fragile, brittle, his time in the stalag had made him. He could feel the bones wanting to give under pressure.
The anger sparked in John’s eyes, he grit his teeth and seemed to be using every ounce of control he had left to not lunge forward. Benny’s hand snaked up, grasping hold of Bucky just in case that self control broke.  
Another hand gripped his upper arm in a bruising hold, bringing his attention away from his friend and back to his current predicament. “You are very pretty, ja?” The words whispered accompanied by the hot breath on his neck caused Gale’s mask to slip, if only for a second. His breath caught, eyes seeking out Bucky. “We could have so much fun with you.” A small pause, the crushing grip on his wrist tightening. “But shooting you now would also be fun. Such difficult decisions.” 
Something in John’s face shifted and Gale knew he had to reel in his panic, control himself. Bucky couldn’t come in guns blazing to save him. Not this time. But he would try. If Gale couldn’t manage to tamper the panicked glint in his eyes… 
He couldn't show weakness. He had to bring his breathing back under control. The guard behind him laughed at his obvious distress. 
Slow breaths. 
In through the nose for four. 
Out through the mouth for four. 
Don’t look at Bucky. 
In through the nose for four. 
Out through the mouth for four. 
Look anywhere else but at Bucky. 
“Entscheidungen.” The man with the gun said with a chuckle. He may have brought his breathing under control, but he couldn’t hide his pounding heart. Not from the man who pressed up against him. Holding him in a way that made every fiber of his being want to lash out. 
Buck wasn’t an idiot. He knew how some of the guards looked at him a little too long. It made him cautious to walk alone in less populated areas. To avoid one-on-one interactions with any of the guards, just in case. 
But now there was no avoiding it. The thought lingered in the back of his mind that this whole ordeal had been planned, strategized. They knew he would stand up for his men. Goad any kid into a fight and Gale would be there ready to play peacemaker. Ready to take the fall and whatever punishment they deemed fit. 
Against his will his eyes returned to Bucky. He didn't know what his own eyes said, felt too disconnected from himself to control anything except the steady breaths he had to force, but he saw Bucky's jaw tighten. 
He tried to beg with his eyes. Plead with him to not do anything stupid. To not let Gale’s fate dictate his own. But he knew Buck wouldn’t listen.
John’s eyes only blazed with fury and a desperation that scared Gale. It would spill over soon. Whatever was going to happen was going to happen soon. 
“What is going on here?!” 
Buck’s eyes flicked away to where Colonel Alkire was marching towards them with authoritative steps. A few men followed behind, clearly out of breath, but not stopping until they personally saw that Major Cleven was still alive. 
Nails dug into the flesh in his arm, but the Germans remained silent. 
“Well?!” The Colonel demanded again, now standing only a few feet to their right. “I assume you have a good reason for treating one of my officers like that?!” The Colonel tried not to throw his weight around unless it was unavoidable, trying to save it for when it was really necessary. Buck was thankful that he was deemed necessary. 
“He should learn to watch his tongue.” The sergeant behind him hissed, but released his arm. 
Gale’s breath caught at the sudden change in position, but he steadied himself, slowly bringing his left arm up to match the right. In doing so, his weight shifted, causing the barrel of the gun to be pressed more firmly against his temple. 
Fine.
 If they were going to kill him, better for them to do it quickly. With one bullet. He had no interest in living out the war in some Kraut hospital or having to be put down like a dog. 
All eyes were on the Colonel, but when Buck’s eyes flitted away he saw that John was only looking at him. Their eyes met and Gale knew with sudden certainty that the second the gun went off, Bucky would be dead too. DeMarco’s hand wrapped around his arm wouldn’t be able to hold him back. Nothing would be. 
A riot would break out. Chaos. More men would die.
The Colonel knew that too. 
He stepped forward until he was at Buck’s right shoulder, inches from the man with the rifle.His voice was low, but held no room for disagreement. “If you pull that trigger I won’t be able to control them. Neither will you.” 
“Lass ihn gehen.” The sergeant behind him did not sound happy as he ordered his friend to let Gale go. 
“Nein, das ist unsere Veränderung. Er gehört uns!” 
Buck’s German wasn’t perfect. Far from it. But he understood enough. It wasn’t the “no” that had his eyes breaking from Bucky’s to watch the Colonel’s response. It was the, “He’s ours.”
“Then you can explain to the Commandant and the Red Cross why there was a riot that took out half your prisoners. If you survive it. Because you’ll be the first one they go for.” It was not the normal imposing voice of the Colonel, but one that commanded the same respect. He wasn’t bluffing. They all knew it was true.
The only answer was the same voice from behind him, “Gehen!” 
A harsh pressure on his back had him stumbling forward. The sharp stinging on the side of his head flashed and then went numb with the intense ringing that seemed to come from inside of him. His knees failed and his outstretched arms were the only thing that kept his face from losing the war with gravity.  
For a moment it was like living in the space between a heartbeat. The world, still around him. The only sound, blood rushing in his ears and his own labored breathing. He blinked, hearing muffled voices grow louder. He should know what they were saying. The pisces felt meant for him. But he couldn’t comprehend any of it. A warm sticky substance was dripping down the side of his face, gathering in the corner of his right eye, but he didn’t think his shaking arms would be able to reach up and wipe it away. Or if they would be able to hold him up for much longer. 
Then the world came screeching into a painful clarity. A hand was on his back, words all around him. So much light and color and sound. It was like he was trying to focus a camera while the radio played at full volume.
He was surrounded, his men having pressed themselves between their fallen major and the Germans. The claustrophobia warred with a deep gratitude and love for them. 
“Buck!” The shaking brought just enough clarity for him to hear his name. “Gale!” This time shouted directly in his ear. He flinched away and only then realized how accelerated his breathing had become. “Breathe Gale. Come on.” He thought it might be nice to just lay his forehead against the ground. Yeah. That might be nice.
No. 
Right. 
Breathing first. 
Gale closed his eyes, letting his head drop slightly. 
The grip on his shirt tightened, but he ignored it, focusing on slow breaths. He couldn’t break down. He couldn’t let his men see him like that. He couldn’t let the Nazis win. Not today. Not ever.
“Alright,” He said quietly, shaking his head. His voice was calm if not as strong as it normally was. His breathing was under control now and the ringing in his ears had died down. “Alright. I’m okay. I’m okay, John.” Gale began to push himself up, Bucky quickly moving to help him. Someone else was there too, on his other side. Normally he would push away the help but he wasn’t sure he would have been able to get back on his feet without it. As soon as he was standing, he shook away his friends. The first step almost caused him to stumble. “I’m alright.” He assured them, stepping out of their reach. Needing to prove to himself and the others that he could stand on his own. The adrenaline was wearing off. He needed to get to the barracks now or he wasn’t going to make it. 
But the crowd around him was getting louder. Angry shouts mixed with conspiratorial whispers. He couldn’t let this happen. Couldn’t let his men die for him without cause. 
“Alright!” He shouted as best he could above the crowd. The ones closest to him turned but the rest didn’t seem to notice him. “Alright, fellas, listen up!” A few more looked at him, but it wasn’t until Bucky let out a shrill whistle that all eyes turned. He gave his friend a small nod of appreciation before addressing the crowd. “Everything's fine. I’m okay. Nothing happened. Go to your barracks and cool off.”
“You’re bleeding!” Came a shout from the crowd. 
Gale's hand came up to where he was only just starting to feel the sting of the cut near his hairline. “Just a scratch.” He said confidently, even though he had no idea what had happened or how it had gotten there. “Don’t worry about it. I’m fine, and you are too. Now cool off before something does happen.” 
This time the murmurs seemed discontented, but not on the verge of a riot. Good enough. 
Buck decided to set the example, turning towards his barrack. A handkerchief was shoved in his hand by someone, probably Benny, and he held it up to his face. Bucky was close on his left side and Gale was glad as he felt the last dredges of adrenaline start to fade. Not wanting to appear weak in front of his still frustrated men, he carefully reached out and hooked two fingers into Bucky’s belt loop. It steadied him enough without giving away his current state to the rest of the men. It was also about all he could manage, his arm screaming at him with every small jostle and movement. His fingers felt clumsy and stiff. 
John stepped closer, hand coming up to grip the back of Gale’s shirt. He should push him away, reassure his friend that he was fine and didn’t need the help. But he did need the help. His hand was trembling too much to make the handkerchief of any use, so he dropped his hand, tightening the grip on the cloth as it rested by his side. 
The last several feet from the yard to their own room faded in and out. The only thing he seemed to be aware of was his inner monologue.
In through the nose for four. 
Out through the mouth for four. 
In through the nose for four. 
Out through the mouth for four. 
It was the same rhythmic pattern he would follow before a flight. Or after a bad one.
He blinked and found himself sitting on the bench seat next to their table.
“What can I do?” He heard Hambone say but it sounded like it was from a long ways away. Like he wasn’t even in the room. 
“Keep the rest of the guys out. Send them to the rec hall or something, just don’t let them in here.” That was Bucky. He sounded intense. Buck should probably snap out of it and get him to calm down. “Benny, get some water.”
Gale blinked and found Bucky in front of his face. “Buck? Hey Gale, you with me?” 
He wanted to say yes. He knew that it was technically the correct answer. But he couldn’t get his tongue to move. He also suddenly found that he couldn’t breathe. 
It wasn’t until now, in the relative quiet and privacy of the barracks that he realized that he had been scared. Freaking terrified. And his body was just now giving him permission to fully react. 
He’d been scared before. He’d had bad flights. Lost men. Gotten shot down. Captured. Then the rest of Bucky’s crew had arrived but as the days trudged on, no word on his best friend.  He’d been scared before. 
But nothing like this.
He didn’t know what had happened. What had clicked. Felt different. But it was. 
And he couldn’t breathe. 
“Gale, come on, look at me. Look at me!” 
He obeyed, finding Bucky’s worried eyes boring into him. 
“Hey,” His right hand was taken, the handkerchief falling to the floor, and pressed against Bucky’s chest. “Hey you need to breathe for me. Come on, in for four, you know this.” 
Buck blinked, but he could feel the pulsing of Bucky’s heart and the controlled rise and fall of his chest. 
Right. 
In for four. 
Out for four. 
His forehead found Bucky’s shoulder, finding comfort and stability,
In for four. 
Out for four. 
It was like a rhythm. 
Like flying. 
In for four. 
Out for four. 
“Here.” 
Gale flinched back, head jerking up to find Benny holding out a cup of water. 
Feeling steadier than before, Gale untangled his hand from Bucky's, taking the cup in a shaky hand. 
“I got it.” Bucky said softly, retrieving the water. “Go get the doc.” 
“Bucky-” Gale began to protest, but Benny was already half out the door. “I’m okay.”
“Sure you are.” 
“It’s just going to make them worry.” 
“Well maybe they should.” 
Gale’s eyes met Bucky’s and the concern he saw there opened something in his chest. 
“Here.” 
Buck reached out, grabbing the cup, but John didn’t release it, helping to guide it to Gale’s mouth. 
“I’m sorry.” He said after pushing the water away. 
“Don’t. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
A small quirk to his lips. “You weren’t even there when it started.”
“No but it doesn’t matter. It was a power play. They wanted to intimidate us.” He reached down and grabbed the handkerchief, dipping it in the water. Then looking directly into Gale’s eyes. “It didn’t work.” He wasn’t sure if that was an observation or an order. 
The cloth came up and began to wipe away the blood. 
“When did I hit my head?” He cringed at his own words, knowing that it further reinforced the fact that he was far from okay. 
“The Kraut with the gun.” The pressure used to wipe away the blood increased, but Gale didn’t react. “He wouldn’t let you go. Even when the other one told him to. The gun was so tight to your head it left a dang circle imprint.” 
“It scraped me when I fell.” 
He grunted affirmatively. “Most of the bleeding has stopped now. It don’t think it needs stitches but it’ll probably scar.” 
What was one more souvenir from paradise? 
They sat in silence after that. Buck slowly felt more like himself, Bucky slowly swiping away the blood. It wasn’t necessary. Gale could do it himself. And the medic was on his way. But it really wasn’t for him. John didn’t do well without something to do. 
“What did they say to you?” 
“Hm?” Gale hadn’t even realized he’d closed his eyes until he was opening them again.  
“The guard. He said something to you. What was it?” 
A whooshing sound came from somewhere and he could feel his heart rate pick up. 
He let out a breath, hoping it was disguised as an amused laugh. “Nothin’ important.” 
“Come on Buck, you need-” whatever he was going to say was cut off by the door opening. 
The camp medic wasn’t a trained doctor. If something was really bad they could go to one. But it was easier to keep things in house. To avoid the aid station and keep things off the official records. 
“Let me see.” He said without preamble. Bucky moved to sit beside Gale on the bench, the doc taking his place. After examining his head, he nodded. “Shouldn’t need stitches. If it opens up or you start having head trouble let me know.” 
“Check his wrist.” Bucky chimed in and Gale had almost forgotten about it. It had remained unmoving since arriving back in the bunkroom. 
The doc frowned, taking the swollen hand in his own. 
“It’s not broken.” Gale was quick to note. He’d had broken bones and he knew this wasn’t one. A sprain maybe. But more than likely just a straining of the ligaments. 
“It’s hard to tell with all the swelling. Hopefully it’s just bruised. Can you move your fingers?” Gale found himself relieved when the honest answer to that question was yes. 
The medic sighed. “I can wrap it but I don’t have anything to give you for the pain right now. Hopefully the Red Cross packages will be here soon.”
“That’s all right.” He hardly felt the pain right now he was so tired. “I’ve had worse.” 
Bucky made a noise beside him, but Gale was too focused on not falling asleep to decipher it. 
It was a struggle, but he made it through the doc’s ministering. 
“Try not to use it too much. Get me if it worsens.” The last part was directed towards Bucky. 
“Benny, see the doc out.” Was Bucky’s answer. 
Gale’s lips twitched at the eyeroll given in response. 
As soon as the door closed, John was on his feet. “Alright, here we go. To bed.” 
“I’m fine.” But he didn’t even believe himself. Come to think of it, he wasn't completely sure the words came out of his mouth.  
He was moved to his feet and was glad that someone else was doing all of the work. Gale was flying all engines feathered. 
“Sleep. We'll talk about this tomorrow.”
Gale grunted. There was nothing to talk about. It was over now he was fine. 
But sleep. Sleep sounded good. 
His head hit the pillow and he was already halfway gone. 
“You're not allowed to die.” 
The words were spoken quietly while a think blanket was suddenly covering him. 
“Just… just don't die.” 
He wanted to answer the words. Respond to the words they weren't supposed to say out loud. 
He wanted to tell Bucky that they'd be fine. That they'd both make it out. 
He wanted to make him promise that if Gale did ever die he wouldn't follow. 
But his mouth wouldn't move and wrist was starting to hurt and there was still a strange ringing in his ears. Maybe all of that could wait for the morning. 
Notes:
I rambled about fic ideas here if you're interested :) Please let me know what you think!
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mask131 · 5 months ago
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Other Odysseys: Mission Odyssey
This one is sort-of a follow-up to the "Ulysse 31" cartoon. You'll see what I mean...
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Do you know Totally Spies, or Martin Mystery, or Team Galaxy? Those quite specific cartoons coming from a specific set of studios and a quite specific era, with their very distinctive style? Well, there was a fourth cartoon part of this set, so to speak... one adapting the Odyssey. A Franco-German cartoon first aired in 2002. In France we just call it "L'odyssée", The Odyssey, but in English the titled got changed to "Mission Odyssey" (probably to be more appealing to kids?).
This cartoon is another production of the company Marathon Média of the early 2000s pushing forward what has been called the "franime" - a French animation style trying to imitate Japanese anime, or rather marrying some manga visual elements with a more European animation tradition. Where Totally Spies was dealing with the "spy" genre, Martin Mystery with the "horror for kids" and Team Galaxy with "sci-fi space-travel", "Mission Odyssey" actually is meant to tackle a more "traditional" fantasy. And... that's kind of the main problem of this cartoon.
Because when you look at this cartoon... You will see how it clearly was meant to be a D&D-like fantasy show X)
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Don't get me wrong, I enjoy this cartoon and I have positive stuff to say about it... But let's get the bad things out of the way. And the first bad thing is that, if you are looking for a faithful adaptation of Greek mythology, turn away because its handling of the Greek myths is very very loose.
The core story is still the same as the Odyssey: Odysseus tries to return home to Ithaca after the Trojan War, but is pursued by the wrath of Poseidon, and must wander from island to island, monster to monster, encounter after encounter, with the final episode seeing him defeat the suitors harassing Penelope (the show is 26 episodes of 24 minutes). And don't get me wrong: unlike "Ulysses 31" which invented out of blue entire episodes completely unrelated to Greek mythology whatsoever, Mission Odyssey ALWAYS takes its elements from Greek mythology, always. But A) In order to provide some padding and extend the story, Odysseus encounters a LOT of monsters and characters NOT part of the Odyssey - Pegasus, the Minotaur, the Amazons, the Gorgons, centaurs, harpies , Lycaon and the Golden Fleece are all at the program. B) The show has an habit of... reimagining the monster and entities of Greek mythology in WILD and bizarre ways.
The Minotaur? He is actually the king of his island and much more human than planned. The Gorgons? They are now two witch-sisters instead of a trio of monsters. Charybdis and Scylla? They are cursed lovers who must be set free from the spell that trap them. The sirens? They're your typical fish-mermaid kingdom. The harpies? They are now an entire kingdom and matriarchy of bird-women, instead of random evil spirits. The Titans? Oh they're just horned-bluish humanoids living in a Norse-inspired frozen land, but very much regular mortal folks. Zephyrus? The human son of Aeolus who ran away from his father's celestial palace to live with other mortals. Etc, etc etc... This show has some of the most unfaithful and misinformative and just plain weird takes on Greek mythology I have seen in kids' cartoons.
The very crew of Odysseus' ship was entirely reinvented. Of course, it is to limit the number of protagonist and make it easier for kids to follow, but outside Odysseus, all of his companions are original characters to the show, and that's where I talked about the D&D vibe: these characters feel like a D&D party the more your think about it. Putting this under this perspective, it starts of make sense why some of the reimaginations are so strange and so unlike Greek mythology: it seems the show's project had some sort of past as a more "fantasy" show before settling for Greek mythology.
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Anyway, enough of the bad stuff! What about the good? Why do I enjoy this cartoon and still advise people to go check it out despite its unfaithfulness?
Because - on the one side, it is VERY imaginative and creative in its reimagination. Sure it is not at all like the legends to have Charybdis and Scylla be doomed lover cursed into monstrous shapes to never be together... But you can't deny it still feels like something out of Ovid's Metamorphosis. Yes it is bizarre to have the Minotaur be the king who built the labyrinth instead of the monster trapped in it, but you see how they play with the legend around. And there's a lot of VERY striking visuals and concepts (like the Moirai spinning their web like creepy old-spider-ladies, or Lycaon trapped at the bottom of a well and sweet-talking people nto letting him out). And it does lead to some crazy scenarios that I quite enjoy: there's an episode about the group GOING DOWN INTO TARTARUS TO FREE POSEIDON OUT OF KRONOS CLUTCHES! How wild is that?
But here's the actual "good" point: while it is takes the "creative freedom" to the max in certain areas, when it decides to stick to the Greek myths, it sticks to it in a wonderful way. It's little details here and there, but they are very much appreciated. For example: the entire story of the Odyssey is here framed as actually some sort of contest or bet between Poseidon and Athena, who are the two main gods dealing with the story, and while the cartoon doesn't linger on the concept of the Trojan War (it's for kids after all), they do replace Odysseus' torment in the line of the Athena-Poseidon competitions, with Odysseus as Athena's champion opposed by Poseidon's own minions, monsters and servants.
There is an episode where the crew of Odysseus gets to the Underworld, and here Hades is not the bad guy, which is VERY interesting for an early 2000s cartoon: he is depicted, like in the myths, as a neutral though frightening entity who honestly will be a pleasant host to visitors as long as they don't stay, and follow his rules, but will become an absolute merciless terror if anyone break his law or tries to commit a crime in his domain. In fact, they do juxtapose him with Poseidon precisely to show how unlike Poseidon who is the bad guy here, Hades is much more benevolent than his brother.
Another little detail I particularly enjoy: Penelope and Telemachus are not forgotten, and every episode begins with a scene about them. Most beautifully: each episode's main theme, monster or MacGuffin is foreshadowed by the motif of Penelope's tapestry. Each day a new tapestry, echoing the adventures her husband will have to face...
But my favorite of this cartoon is, of course, Poseidon.
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I like to say that if you want a complete idea of Poseidon in Greek mythology, through modern kid fiction, you need to look at both the Percy Jackson books and this cartoon. The Percy Jackson books did a great job at showing the good and benevolent side of Poseidon, but they lacked his evil and dangerous side - which is what this cartoon is all about.
It might just be me, as I am a big Poseidon fan, but Poseidon is here an excellent traditional villain. Of course, it is all the codes we know today - he is this over-arching villain who works only through minions, underlings and indirect attacks (because, as per the rule of the gods' games in this show, deities cannot directly attack or influence or protect the humans and have to work through side-ways), he always comes up with a new evil plot each episode, and at the end of it he goes all "I'll catch you next time!". But it works with the character and material, and its a delightful classic move.
You clearly see here Poseidon as the father and ruler of the monsters and dangers of the sea, and I adore his design which is literaly a mix of Disney's Hades and Ursula with some elements from Bai Tza from the Jackie Chan Adventures. He is this blue-skinned, blond, octopus-man whose size constantly shifts and changes from a tiny thing to a giant because he keeps manifesting himself through various bodies of water and so can appear as much out of the ocean as within a cup of water you try to drink. He is clearly shown as cruel and petty, vengeful and destructive, cunning and filled with dark magic... In fact he is even seen trying to cheat repeatedly throughout the series, only for Athena to step in and be like "Nah, not on my watch".
However there's a bonus point: we have a nuanced Poseidon here. The very episode with the Cyclop is quite interesting, as it actually explores Poseidon's relationship with his son Polyphemus - Polyphemus who is here actually more of a dumb idiot and honestly a bit goofy at times (he is still a man-eating giant, but at least he is polite and timid about it), and while Poseidon is short-tempered and get VERY annoyed by his son's idiocy... He doesn't actually lash out at him, he tries to cajole him, and he even conforts him at the end by promising him to create a new eye (in this version, kid-friendly, Polyphemus' eye is a glass-device). Which is a great contrast with how Poseidon threatens and terrifies his other underlings. In fact, many times in the show we see people who are genuinely pleased and happy to see Poseidon, see him as a benevolent and friendly guy and are more than willing to help him - only to realize too late what he asks from them is actually nefarious. It is made VERY clear that, if it wasn't for Odysseus, we could get to see more of Poseidon's good side, but since he is Poseidon's unwilling enemy, all turns against him.
Even more so: this cartoon had the genius idea of analyzing how Poseidon becoming the main villain and the persecutor of Odysseus in this story ends up ruining him. Because as the episodes pile up and Poseidon is more and more foiled by Odysseus, we see him get increasingly frustrated and mad and vengeful, becoming obsessed with this guy. He keeps telling those who think of him as a benevolent god and nice patron to go kill this guy who turns out to be just an innocent traveller or a nice person (oh yeah, Odysseus in this version is your ur-good guy, no blame whatsoever, he is just Superman without the powers, you know), and as a result he loses all the support he had gathered. It is very interesting how it works by the gods: because a few times Poseidon will use the trust and respect other gods put in him to try to turn them against Odysseus, or trick them into attacking him. It happened with Hades, and with Aeolus, and with Hephaistos, and each time, Poseidon's treachery was revealed, leading him to be banished from their realm and earning their enemity. The result is that... As the show progresses we realize how Poseidon's obsession with Odysseus, destructive grudge and desire to cheat to finally beat Athena lead him to become a hated and humiliated god among mortals and immortals, and I think it is a quite a nice twist.
They do enjoy analyzing the ambiguity and ambivalence of Poseidon - for example the Pegasus episode has Odysseus meet Bellerophon, and the hunt for the Chimera is actually put aside in favor of Odysseus trying to give therapy to poor Bellerophon who is in a sort of passive-abusive relationship with his father. In a similar way, the Cronos episode is all about how Odysseus and crew have to rescue Poseidon because, even though he is their enemy, hates them and will see them dead, he is a needed part of the world and removing him literaly kills the sea (all the sea-waters turn into a strange sand-colored crystal), for ultimately he is the sea, violent and stormy, and cunning and filled with monsters, and never making it easy on sailors.
Though my favorite part is definitively how by the end, once Odysseus gets his happy ending, we cut back to Athena and Poseidon concluding their bet... Only for Poseidon to try to convince Athena to take another bet and begin another "game", begging her like some sort of friend with dares like "Okay but what about him not returnign to the sea, not leaving Ithaca? Don't you want to bet on that, on him not resisting the call of the adventure? Please, Athena, let's just have another game. Let's just bet on anything, pleeeaasse". And... it leaves you with this very strange and still kind of happy note that ultimately Poseidon is indeed, not really a bad guy, but just a short-tempered gambling addict doubled with a very sore loser X)
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shunin-gumis · 6 months ago
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As Master Joe Wishes - Track 03
Seasonal Team Event - L4mps
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Thank you Jelly for handling this chapter!
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~~~(flashback)
Nagi: *looks around* Who said that?
Toi: It sounded like it came from over there…?
??: Please turn your attention downwards! I am right here~!
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Ryui: The fuck?
Yodaka: A teddy bear? Or an autonomous—
Netaro: Eggactly!
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Joe: It is I, “Baldovino Joe Senba!” Brunhild, the late madam’s, one and only remaining family!
Joe: As a sign of our friendship, please, call me “Joe”~!
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Toi: S-S-SHE’S ADORABLE~~~~♪ Here girl, here girl♪ I want to hug the fluffy Ms. Bear~~~♪
Joe: I suppose I shall allow it?
Nagi: A-Amazing, it moves and speaks just like a noble lady— Toi, I wanna hug her too.
Ryui: Unlike a certain florist, it can speak properly. It even knows how to introduce itself.
Yodaka: …I see, so this is what it’s about.
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Daniel: Hm? Did you figure something out?
Yodaka: Yes. Take a good look at the gemstones on her eyes, nose, earrings, and that heart on her chest.
Netaro: Wonderful observation skills, Yoda~! Very perceptive!
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Netaro: Her right eye is a top-tier cabochon red diamond cut by a craftsman employed by the royal family, of which there exists only a few dozen in the whole entire world.
Samejima: And what’s more, it has a market price of 2 billion yen!
Joe: Indeed~!
Toi: Ehhhhh~!?
Netaro: And her nose is an alexandrite, the third rarest gem in the world! This precious gemstone was passed around through many of the world’s powerful and influential figures before eventually making its way into Brunhild’s hands~!
Joe: Every single gem costs an arm and a leg~!
Netaro: In other words, Joe is a teddy bear with a net worth of a billion yen, jam packed with the latest AI technology♪
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Nagi: …No matter how many of me there are, I still wouldn’t be able to afford it…
Ryui: (He put the bear down with a super pale face…)
Toi: Joe-sama is amazing. But if you’re so valuable, won’t bad people always be after you…?
Samejima: There’s no problem in that regard. Very soon, Joe-san will be sent over to Germany under the supervision of the police. From that point onwards, she’ll become a national treasure and will be much harder to steal.
Samejima: However, while she’s still in JPN, the JPN police will be the ones in charge of her safety and escorting her… When this was first decided, the German police force started treating us as incompetent idiots.
Samejima: For things to proceed smoothly while she’s still under our jurisdiction, they were very nitpicky and obsessed over even the slightest details. All of this was an incredible pain and has started to get on our nerves, but we have no choice but to put aside our personal feelings.
Samejima: However, if we manage to round up all of “Anonymous” in one go, all while guarding Joe-san, we might be able to stand our ground against the German police.
Netaro: That’s right, that’s right! Kick their asses~!
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Joe: Send them crying back to their mothers, desuwa~!*
Ryui: …Just putting this out there, but ain’t this a personal grudge?
Samejima: Yeah, you’re right on the mark.
Ryui: The hell you agreeing so casually for?
Nagi: Um, but uh well we’re… “ward mayors”...?
Samejima: Astute observation. We appreciate your cooperation.
Nagi: I guess we’re helping out now…
Daniel: I have a lot I wanna say, but wouldn’t this all be solved if you just shoved it in some bank’s safety box until D-day? Then you wouldn’t need us.
Joe: What on Earth are you saying! Even AI deserves basic rights~! I’ll have you know, our way of life is very similar to that of humans~!
Toi: Locking them up is too much!
Daniel: Sorry. It was just a thought.
Yodaka: More importantly, does the enemy know that the “secret treasure” they’re after is actually a teddy bear? From our conversation earlier, it sounded like they know very few details regarding the actual treasure itself.
Netaro: They probably don’t know?
Yodaka: In that case, wouldn’t it be fine to go along pretending that Joe-san isn’t the treasure they’re seeking?
Samejima: You’re exactly right. However, that’s exactly why we can't just provisionally leave Joe-san. It’d be bad if we were found out because of that.
Samejima: To be honest, I could just be with her at all times. However, this is a lot easier said than done.
Samejima: For a fatigued, middle-aged man like myself to be alert 24/7 while holding such a cute teddy bear would be, on the contrary, quite suspicious.
Netaro: Aesthetically not pleasing. Report for indecent behavior.
Ryui: Yeah, only a dumbass would fall for that. You’d need an angel like Toi to safekeep it…
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Samejima: Exactly. In order to blend-in, we’d need a child like Toi-san, or Ryui-san, someone who could “𝓔mbrace it without” looking out of place—
Ryui: Haa!? Wanna try saying that again, you fucker!?
Toi: Ani-sama would definitely look good holding a teddy bear……! I see it…… I totally see it…… Ani-sama is totally the cool type, but he could totally pull off cuteness!
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Samejima: Where “𝓔xposure to danger would be OK” and—
Nagi: Danger is okay…?
Netaro: I gave the okay on behalf of everyone. ‘Cause it’s more fun that way!
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Samejima: A person we could “𝓔asily count on”... We needed an individual that met the 3E’s. That’s why I had Yowa-kun introduce you all to me.
Ryui: Listen here you fucker, all you've been doing is spouting random fucking bullshit since we got here! Don’t get cocky just ‘cause you’re the fucking police!?
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Ryui: (Except for Toi) No one here looks normal carrying a fucking bear around, I don't remember agreeing to dangerous shit like fucking with a god damn criminal organization, and we sure as hell aren’t close enough for you to ask for shitty favors like—
Toi: Samejima-san! I… I’ll do my best!
Ryui: Wha- Toi…!
Toi: Ani-sama, please… Joe-sama and Samejima-san are both in a pinch, we can’t just turn a blind eye to this.
Toi: I don’t want to hand over Brunhild-san's precious Joe-sama over to the bad guys… I want to help!
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Toi: The world’s coolest Ani-sama would definitely protect both me and Joe-sama… right?
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Ryui: Got it. I’ll give my all to ensure your safety.
Toi: Yay! Ani-sama, I love you!!
Nagi: Can you protect me as well…
Yodaka: My, my… I guess it can’t be helped. If the terms have already been agreed upon, then perhaps, this is what fate has in store for us.
Daniel: What good samaritans. In that case, see ya.
Joe: Thank you all for your cooperation~! After the burly gentleman over there departs, shall we open a bottle of wine and have a toast?
Daniel: …Wine?
Joe: The late madam had a liking for vintage wine. We have many globally rare wines held downstairs in the cellar.
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Daniel: I’ll do it. Ensuring her safety, or escorting, or whatever. Regardless of who they are, it’s only right to help out those in need.
Samejima: Great. With this, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief. Once again, I appreciate your cooperation. Thanks.
Joe: I shall be in everyone’s care!
Note:
Joe generally speaks very elegant and formally. However, she suddenly says something very crude for her character and tries to wrap it up with an elegant ending. Unfortunately, it is hard to find an English equivalent so a decision was made to use "desuwa~."
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foressfaction · 6 months ago
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The puppet theory CRP/slenderverse HEADCANON
WARNING: mentions of suicide, death, mutilation, sensitive back story topics and more.
What even is a Proxy, proxies to me are anti hero coded beings whose mind fell so weak they physically had to rely on a higher ranked being or entity. In this case, The Operator. And no this is not Slender man. The Operator is more lanky and disoriented. It has a neck that can extend and a mouth only shows when it is pissed off. It looks more like a dead tree. It communicates through static well like the slender man, but also uses telepathy to get into its victims minds. Sometimes the biggest indicator that it is around is a faint ringing noise and strong wind out of nowhere even if the weather is clear.
Its killing tactic is different from the slenderman, gathering its followers and proxies to do the job for it, taking in the weakest minds and turning them into emotionless killing machines with no mercy. It ruins their lives from the very beginning just to act as the hero in the end.
I focus on Toby a lot and like to think that it all fell into place with him ever since he was 4. He was unlucky enough to already have a form of schizophrenia and began to see this figure and draw a lot. It made him think it was a friend therefore he had to listen to it and fall for its tricks. Eventually it started to wreck his life by being the reason his sister died and why his dad was so morally fucked. It was putting an influence onto him and his family. At first it just wanted Toby to commit s*icide but bro was strong as fuck. Around his later teen years it got worse. After his sister's death it took control of his even weaker mind than before and put bad shit into his brain. It drove him to insanity and he ended the life of his father due to pue anger and brainwashing.
How does he qualify for the puppet theory? In the rewrite, a couple of snobby kids assaulted him and cut the operator symbol into his lower stomach due to the bullying of him drawing it everywhere himself. It had been carved inro him by a third party source, immediately making the influence of the operator extremely strong. The gateway was wide open now. It was like some unknown ritual. After that his hallucinations, nightmares and vision became more visceral and morbid.
Cutting to after the death of his dad, he was “taken in” as you would say, by that I mean he passed out cold in the middle of the fire he set to his neighborhood only to have a very vivid dream of the entity taking him somewhere. It took control of him then and practically saved him from being burned alive. He woke up in sweat in the middle od rhw woods somewhere with NO recollection of anything before the fire. That and a newly freshened carved symbol on his upper left arm. He now had two.
What exactly is the puppet theory and does it only affect proxies?
It only affects proxies, as youd have to have some form or relationship with the entity, good or bad. The theory goes as expected. The entity can take control of the proxy, like a puppet, it can make them do unspeakable things that aren't limited to just killing. It gets darker from there… mutilation is just one example of how it can use its human puppets to end people. (i'd feel like some of the crime scenes would look like the death scenes from the Terrifier movies if you've seen those films)
The puppet's eyes will go white and emit a soft glow. It'll speak in a different language usually from decent. For Toby it's German. It will make him go non verbal and responsive to anything mortal. Its literally just the operator taking physical form to harm people. It will hurt those that proxies might care about using their own bodies. It has no mercy. If it wants you dead it will go as far as using someone close to you to satisfy that need.
If a proxy had been controlled multiple times eventually their eyes would fade. They will stay white, usually starting in one eye rather than both at the same time. Once you start seeing that sign in a proxy it's considered too late unless a damn miracle happens.
When under the influence of the operator, Proxies might hurt or even eat small animals, walk on all fours, make feral noises, attack at random, go nonverbal and more. I can't go into too much detail. For Toby, he cannot keep weight on, he has hypermobility, unlimited stamina and of course cant feel pain.
If someone were to harm the proxy while they are being controlled, it would only hurt them and limit their human body when back to normal. The operator will not feel it or let that stop it from getting what it needs done.
For example, if you were to shoot Toby multiple times when he's trying to attack you, it wont do shit.. But when the entity decides to dip, he's left with the wounds and the physical limit of having them. Like any other person would if they were shot.
Being a puppet grants the proxy temporary immortality as well until it wants to replace them. There's so many times Toby really should have died but woke right back up like nothing and would just stare in disbelief that he survived that.
Is there a way to stop the control or restrain an influenced proxy? Yes actually. Even though the operator gives a human certain inhuman strengths, it's still limited to a human body. So rope, physical restraint and maybe multiple hits on the head will take one down. It's really not hard if you can just get them on the ground, taking their weapon source also works. Obviously taking limbs off will make the operator immobile in the body so it would be forced to leave and find another vessel.
It's safer to use the method of tying them to something or leaving them alone tied in the woods somewhere till the proxy comes to after the possession. However they will have no recollection of even being controlled.
There's times where Toby would wake up after slaughtering someone and their mutilated body is the first thing he sees. He knew he did it, but does not remember. And that tears him from the inside out.
I can honestly go on about his personal feelings with living as a puppet but it would be useless. He hates it, that's about all.
In short, the theory is just a morbid way to think about Proxies. Ofc not all proxies are puppets, but that's up to who you like to write about and have hcs for.
Disclaimer: I came up with this headcanon on my own but that's not to say others don't have very similar ones to mine. I'm not gatekeeping it. You guys can take it and run, just don't plagiarize my writing.
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oldangryslytherin · 4 days ago
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Tagged by: @vaserlord :3 thank you my beloved!
This is so fun because I love sharing facts no one asks! I'm gonna get deep into it btw. Prepare yourself to scroll
Last song: currently listening to Charybdis
Love the vengeance saga haha
While filling this I started listening to dangerous
Fun fact I know every single like the back of my hand and I can play all the characters now ok bye
Favorite color:
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Sorry I can't choose this is my top three. Emerald (palette), violet (pallette), Prussian blue LOOK AT IT ITS SO PRETTY
Last movie: last movie I watched was a rewatch of but I'm a cheerleader:) I know that movie straight (haha) and backwards. The last movie I watched for the first time was actually Christiane F. Finally watched it after avoiding it for a long time. It was... I'm speechless it's def s necessary movie.
Last tv show: rewatch of crazy ex girlfriend im a sucker for musicals and complicated characters. Last series I watched for the first time was baby reindeer months ago. Besides it I have rewatched stuff or just left the series without finishing so I can't even remember
Sweet/savory/spicy: never learnt to eta spicy food :( my mom disliked it so I tried it as an adult and it hurts too much to start liking it. I prefer savory, I try to avoid sweets because I tend to binge as soon as I have sugar haha
Relationships: NONE. I'm to much of a coward to admit I like someone. Had like one relationship when I was 15 with a guy who kept asking and I ended it after 4 days because ew the fuck you mean you wanna kiss me also don't talk shit about Undertale >:( (I really liked the game). Besides he said Homestuck was stupid, so I told him he was stupid. After that I just went hm I'm definitely asexual. And that lasted till not too long ago when I realized that not everyone thinks about women like oh wow they're so beautiful and smart and omg I would love to marry one and we can have a cute house and travel and kiss. That was literally my train of thoughts lmao so yeah. I have 0 bitches.
Last thing I googled: who were the cows oddyseus crew killed. And I went wait that's not Apollo. Then asked Helios god. Then I went difference between Apollo and Helios. Then went Icarus. Then went back to Apollo because he's really cool.
Latest obsession: currently epic the musical. I've listened to the entire soundtrack multiple times a day. I can know what song is playing in the first second. That's how bad it's gotten. My permanent obsession is tomarry duh. And before epic my obsession was The Magnus Archives
Looking forward to: honestly? GETTING AN ACTUAL JOB SO I CAN TRAVEL. I want to go to so many places. Plus I wanna learn to draw, I want to get back to it, i was studying it then ran out of money and when I have free time I write instead of study art. I also want to one day publish an actual book even if no one reads it, I just want it. Also learn more than what I know? I can speak Spanish and English (barely) plus have basics of Italian and Portuguese but not enough to talk I can read it tho. I want to study German again (barely A2 level after years of self study), plus now because of epic I want to learn Greek and that would be impossible I'm sure.
Tagging: @nonsensicalnonsense00 @riverxsong-ao3 @tommarvoloriddlesdiary @a-bored-idiot @eidelvyd @screamingpotatoes @catjar91 @kashlyn I want to tag more of you but I don't know if you like these things :( if you wanna do it but are not tagged do it and tag me :3 also if I tagged you but you don't want to it's completely fine. Bye!
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bittermedicinespitter · 24 days ago
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my honest thoughts about tmagp 1-5 (written whilst listening)
tmagp 1 - first shift
i like alice !! she seems so cool so far.
THIS is what y’all meant by martin and jon are trapped in a computer??
i guess lena is like this universes elias? i guess alice is also this universes georgie?? and sam is jon??
i have forgotten half of the characters names already
im definitely gonna forget what the OIAR is called. also, redcanary? canary in a coal mine? tcw reference?
does this episode EVER END???? jesus fuck every single time i thought it’d end it kept going
i like the intro/outro music! its a lot more threatening than tmas.
tmagp 2 - making adjustments
dracula???
wow there are.. a LOT of categories
sam is so me
gwen’s lowk mean but i understand why
yeah i DEFINITELY understand gwen
therapy!!! wooo!!!
okay so she’s.. not delusional? in court-ordered therapy?
IS THIS A STATEMENT??? DO WE HAVE OUR FIRST STATEMENT??
instagram and hashtags mentioned im ill (in a bad way) (i HATE it when hashtags are used in ANY media.. at least it's not a book!)
is it bad that i thought ink5oul was a real brand??
okay get that tattoo daria (i forgot her name twice already)
…evil tattoo? by evil artist?
ofc they’re playing dubstep
symbols you don’t recognize.. probably evil symbols or something
okay yeah that tattoo did SOMETHING to you
ink5oul is gonna come up again aren’t they?
is the painting changing her face???
okay so basically evil tattoo makes you paint evil art that changes how you look
oiar crew returns!
banger advice alice
every gwen clip makes me understand her more
luke. probably gonna come up again soon
magnus institute mentioned !!
EPISODE FINISHED!!! FINALLY
tmagp 3 - putting down roots
i’m hungry (this has nothing to do with the episode)
colin!!
why IS alice here. is this apart of her job?? (i did NOT realize collin was fixing her computer. i thought it was just like. a regular computer)
i like colin. he is very
MARTINNN!!!
i thought the read alouds were rare,, do they like automatically record or smth??
i’m not paying attention AT ALL 🔥🔥
ooh drama with collin..
“you’ve made a powerful enemy tonight 😈”
i still, unashamedly understand gwen
tmagp 4 - taking notes
oohh restricted files..
magnus.. protocol.. i think i’ve heard that somewhere!
okay sam get AWAY from the magnus protocol (heh..)
starkwall??
GWEN!!!!
ELIAS!!!
stop being such a hater gwen :(
ugh shut up jonah
“to you i leave my violin!” 🤓
“this last fortnight!” 🤓
idc about your spooky violin i hope it eats you vase style
okay so spooky violin plays spooky music without being played and made your tutor kill himself??
burnt meat from english guy who speaks german?? i don’t even care if the meat is Scary Meat youre gonna get some sort of disease
Eviler Scarier Violin that Hurts You?
“i have cut my fingertip upon the string!” 🤓
Evil Scary violin that Makes You Play Bad?
i think this is a skill issue atp.
bye bye fingers!
why are you giving Finger Cutting Violin to your nephew
flesh violin that eats anyone’s fingers. okay.
so classical grifters bone, basically.
ALICEEE
me and my girlfriend??? what the hell are alice and gwen
“ta ta gwendoline darling! ciao!”
what the hell is right
tmagp 5 - personal screening
hi lena
is colin turning into s2 jon??
lena this is INSANITY wdym
“the problem will resolve itself” lena youre just as bad as elias
“that.. is paper! it’s made from trees!”
JONNNNN
“welcome to my twisted mind 😈”
h-h-h-h-HALLOWEEN 2????
“bye !!!”
let me guess—Evil Tumblr User recommends Evil Lost Media Horror Movie that Probably Kills You
Evil Contest lets you into Evil q&a with Evil Guy
ENOUGH with the ko-fi page
livestreamm
finishing a whole bucket of popcorn before a movie starts is crazy (or maybe im just an american)..
okay so Evil Lost Media has Your Memories for Some Reason
okay damn that was a quick one
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riceys · 1 year ago
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Could you write for schlatt?
I'm thinking an English/German girl who is his graphic design (does like his thumbnails and like website) and after late night and long discord calls he slowly realises he doesn't just see her as an employee or friend but something more? I saw this sort of idea some where recently and it's giving me brain rot. Plus the banter between an English/german person would be unhinged.
YESSS OMG ACTUALLY LOVE THIS ive thought about this so much recently and i know german soo
gonna do hcs for this :)
also im very bad at formatting so sorry about that (ill probably rewrite stuff after i figure out how the fuck to do it)
Jschlatt x german/graphic designer!reader hcs
warnings-some nsfw at the veryyyy end
Wilbur introduced you two after schlatt said something about needing an artist for his channel
'find graphic designer !!!' schlatt mumbled while writing on the dull yellow paper. He was in a call with some friends, not really paying attention to what they were doing as he was busy making a sort of to-do list
"schlatt are you there?" the thick accented voice brought schlatt out of his daze
"hm yea sorry whatd you say willbur"
"i said my mate is a graphic designer, i can send you her info if you want." wilbur repeated with a laugh
"oh shit yeah thatd be great man thanks"
definitely left the call to go talk to you after that
very caught of gaurd by your accent, wilbur had failed to mention the slight language barrier as you were used to doing work in german
"so its a little ram with a sweater" his voice suprised you, wilbur didnt say anything about him being american.
"a what?" you laughed at the foreign word nervously. He sounded intimidating and it was kinda hot???
"a uhh," he laughed pulling out his phone, "einen bock? i think." Any sense of intimidation melted away as he stuttered out the poorly pronounced german.
absolutely melts when you giggle at this ^^
he LOVES your laugh!!! specifically that he can hear the accent come through in it
once you start working for him finds a way to sneak your art into everything he does and pays you way more than he should be
"Schlatt this is like triple my rates, you really dont need to pay me this much"
"consider it a tip, toots"
flies you out to every single event he goes to. merch photoshoots? you're in every photo. creator clash? he bought you the best seats in the house. says its a "business thing". (its not)
gets to the point where you're spending every other month in Austin with him before you move out there.
when chuckle sandwich starts he begs you to do all the art for it too (not that you would've said no)
Also begs ted to have you on as a guest
guest turns into member after the first chuckle week, where schlatt insisted that you be there cause you made the art
finally asks you out the week after the 1st chuckle week where they stay for the week to decompress
took you to boa then going stargazing
asks you out in german
"Sehr Schön" you breath out as you look up at the stars. Schlatt next you is freaking out trying to get the courage to ask you out.
"Du bist Sehr Schön" He misspronounces, still managing to make you blush. He only knew what that meant because he had been studying how to ask you out in german all week.
He puts a finger under your chin to shift your focus to him before speaking, "y/n, Ich mag dich wirklich, wirst du mit mir ausgehen?"
It was obvious he had used google translate and taught himself how to say it as he mispronounced many words and had a slight stutter, but it meant the world to you
Pulling him in for a kiss you paused to look at him, "Du bist dumm, Jschlatt"
asks you to speak to him in German
teases you so much (lovingly obviously)
also (nsfw time)
learns how to call you a slut in german
when he fucks you so good and you start babbling in german
sorry if this wasnt great i kinda got carried away and its my 1st writing thingy
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pepperochau · 1 year ago
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hello everyone and good afternoon, my name is pepperochau and i am here to talk to you today about the one, the only, the futher mucker itself: dudunsparce. this will be a bit of the read, so follow the cut to see the rest!
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majestic, is it not? personally i was not the biggest fan when it was revealed, but it has grown on me since then.
now, there is at current a very strong, loud refrain in the pokemon fandom that dudunsparce is a joke, and was always meant to be a joke. they say "people have wanted an epic dragon evolution for twenty years, and gamefreak has trolled them"; "dudunsparce is supposed to be a bad/lame/dumb design because it's a joke".
however! i disagree. i have been a lifelong fan of dunsparce, ever since i was a young malformed guttersnipe who thought it was a mythical pokemon, and i can safely say i've never wanted it to become a dragon. however, i also have never viewed it as a joke pokemon. so to hear people write off the design of dudunsparce as simply "a joke" has frustrated me to no end. so to you, reader, i would like to provide an explanation for why dudunsparce is what it is—a mess.
so, let's start at the beginning of the line with dunsparce.
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many people will look at dunsparce's name and their mind immediately goes to dunce, sparce. and, fair enough, as it does look a bit dopey doesn't it? Other languages also give it names meaning "dumb" or "oafish" like the German Dummisel and the French Isolourdo respectively. now, I cant speak on how strong brand consistency was back in Gen 2, so maybe they were just aping off the same perception most English speakers had of the name. or it is possible that TPCi had always intended this interpretation. who is to say.
but there is a more obvious, widely overlooked aspect of its name: Dun. as in a subadult version of an insect, traditionally used when describing mayflies.
IN FACT this is such an underacknowledged aspect of its name that even on Bulbapedia, one of the most important secondary sources of information on pokemon next to serebii, i was hard pressed to find any mention of it at any point earlier than 2022, in an article revision that SIMILARLY went unnoted and uncommented on.
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future editions of this article maintain both definitions of the word "dun".
but with this aspect of its name in mind, you'll notice that the rather un-tsuchinoko-like aspects of its design become more coherent, like its near-useless bug wings and stripey back. because its not just a snake with a fat tummy, but a fat bumblebee as well! wow!!! so cool!!!!!
now that this preamble is out of the way, we can finally move onto the mon of the hour: dudunsparce
pokedex entries for dudunsparce's 3-segment form mention that "the number of segments a Dudunsparce’s body has is determined by the Pokémon’s genes." at first glance it feels like a bit of a lore cop out for a formchange with no effect on gameplay. but remember how dunsparce has some partial insect inspiration? with this in mind, dudunsparce reveals itself to be, first and foremost, a reference to the Drosophila fruit fly's bithorax mutation:
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as you can see, sometimes the genes for the termination of the thorax are copied accidentally, resulting in a copied thorax in the afflicted insect! and with "dun" meaning a subadult insect, we can reconceptualize dudunsparce from a simple joke, to a pokemon species whose inherent genetic mutations have kept it from reaching its true adult form! it even has the stripey butt that a fruit fly has!! so cool!!! a bit sad though, don't you think?
but there are still yet unexplored depths to the design of dudunsparce. for example: why does dudunsparce have a two-layered drill tail? why is there a random spiral on its first segment? well, allow me to introduce you to yet another muckerfuther: the cuélebre.
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now i know what you may be thinking: this looks nothing like dudunsparce. and certainly, the resemblance is minimal. but allow me to share with you some mythological information about the cuélebre:
The cuélebre is a multi-winged serpent from Cantabrian and Asturian folklore, both of which are regions of modern-day spain.
The cuélebre's impervious scales grow thicker with age
The cuelebre's only weak spot is its throat
The cuelebre lives in deep caves
The cuelebre retreats to Mar Cuajada in old age, a place with diamonds covering the bottom
sound familiar? it should, because you will notice that dudunsparce mirrors all of these traits almost to a T:
Paldea is based on Spain, and Dudunsparce is a fat snake with multiple wings; or, a winged serpent.
Dudunsparce has much bulkier defensive stats than its preevolution Dunsparce (125/80/75 compared to 100/70/65), and has an extra hard "cap" layer on its tail
There is a seemingly random spiral pattern on the underside of Dudunsparce's first segment, or on its throat, regardless of form
Dudunsparce is mentioned by the pokedex to make sprawling nests in the bedrock, and is only find in the wild in Area Zero
The lowest point of Area Zero is covered in large, diamantine crystals
and for the people who still want dudunsparce to be a "joke": the cuélebre isn't even a very impressive dragon in itself: it hoards treasure and fairy women, and if you encounter it on the night of Midsummer, then you can kill it by tricking it into eating a bread or cake that's full of pins or hot irons. the worst thing it does in folklore that i can find is that it floods a town once because they weren't able to give it its daily cow head. the cuélebre is a nuisance first, and a (sort of) dragon second.
now, i don't want to be raining on people's fun, so i'll take a moment to take my lumps: i wasn't able to find very much information on the cuélebre, so there's a strong chance i am misrepresenting the creature here. aso, people are allowed to view dudunsparce as just a joke pokemon, and to like it as sich, and that's fine! i'm not here to tell you how to engage with your hobbies!
but, when i see that being the only reason that people give for liking the design? when i see that being given as the only reason given for why it looks the way it does? when i see pokemon videos on youtube that quickly bring up and then dismiss dudunsparce as a joke as if that was the only reason behind its design at all, without any kind of additional explanation or exploration of the design? it gets a bit frustrating, and tiresome. i mean hell, i maybe spent about three hours total in researching for this post, and i can confidently say that's far more time than all poketubers have spent on it combined.
the short of it os, that there is always more to be uncovered with fictional material. even with something so seemingly simple as a fat, goofy snake.
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