#who's gonna stop me? the cops?

[itsmalachitenow]

My Chuck Headcanons.

I have a lot of 'em, so here we go!

Chuck is not from this time period. He was a decently well-known musician a long time ago, but wanted to push his music further. He willingly took up the helm of the Ghost Train for inspiration and has been doing this for hundreds of years.

Chuck is not dead. But he's not exactly alive, either. Being on the Ghost Train for so long has drained a lot of his life force and vitality, even as it's kept him alive--so not only does he look Like That (sallow skin, sunken cheeks and eyes, etc.), but he's also got the equivalent of severe chronic fatigue now.

On the Ghost Train, he can walk and move around on his own just fine. The spectral energy of the vehicle is enough to keep him going. But off the Ghost Train, he's so exhausted to the point where he can't walk on his own.

Hence the wheelchair.

Chuck's wheelchair is made from old pieces of the Ghost Train. It gives him enough energy to function okay so long as he stays in it, but if he gets too far away from either the chair or the train, Chuck will die.

Chuck often feels disconnected from the here and the now. He's spent so long on the train, and his own time was so long ago, hardly any of the present feels real to him. To him, it feels like he's stuck in place while everyone moves forward, and he doesn't like that much.

He doesn't really know how to talk to people anymore after being sequestered so long.

Doesn't get visibly offended when people don't recognize him or his name, but you know deep down it troubles him a lot.

He was not the one to lure Gus into the station. He isn't even sure how Gus died here. But Gus seems keen on sticking around, so...!

Chuck refers to Gus as 'Nipote', feeling like the boy is the only sort of family he really has anymore. Gus doesn't mind, but is careful never to show how much he actually appreciates Chuck looking out for him.

Since Gus can't leave the station, whenever Chuck does, he brings things back from the outside for Gus such as games, food, or toys.

While Chuck is making music, do not disturb him. He's a moody man, and when he's in that Zone, it is so easy to break his concentration and piss him off.

If it's a partner or loved one he's angry at, the worst he'll do is fly into a tirade, maybe tear up and get overly emotional about it. He'll apologize profusely later because he's absolutely terrified they'll leave him and that he'll be alone again.

Strangers and enemies don't get the same courtesy. I fully believe this man has killed people over this before.

Chuck has killed to protect Gus. More than once.

He's very open-minded when it comes to other music. He doesn't hate modern music at all--he even enjoys some of it, even if it's not a sound he replicates.

Can play many instruments, including piano, violin, clarinet, and flute. There are a lot he knows his way around.

[nico-robin-official]

i really love the theory of "you can reclaim slurs that have been used against you" because by that logic I can't reclaim anything bc I've been human wallpaper most of my life and even now that I'm publicly out I seem to pass well enough that nobody clocks me as trans

[krizs-main]

i am a man of my word

[crimeronan]

it's amazing how even in my school-related stress dreams 11 years after dropping out, i'm still a massive bitch.

last night i saw a video about how some kiddos these days have electronic hall passes that time how long you shit & i was like "oh, that's For Sure showing up in a nightmare tonight."

and indeed i did dream about being back in high school.

except in the dream i was at a table in my school library opening huge packages of candle-making and soap-making supplies, and the staff were like, "uhm, your lunch period is over in ten minutes," and i was like, "yup. i'm in the middle of something right now, tho. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯" and then when the bell rang, the rest of the dream became about an increasing number of administrators and school cops coming down to try to pry me away from my candle-making hobby while i sat my ass firmly in my chair and went, "put your hands on me. i fucking dare you."

......which is.

more or less. exactly what being in high school was. actually like for me.

[starlooove]

No one is asking you to like cops IRL, not even the show. If you look at Arcane and what you see is copaganda, if you look at Cait and only see PoLiCe OfFiCeR and not the character, the problem is YOU.

1. I never said anyone asked me to like cops irl

2. I know that’s what I said.

[carltonlassie]

So I'm on a Greyhound (already a bad start) and I had to give my witness statement to COPS in the middle of the journey and I was a bit shaken about the whole thing but now I feel more normal and I'm more occupied with directing my energy towards not peeing my pants, so there's a good thing

[little-orphan-ant]

Enjolras: hey Ferre you wanna go set a cop car on fire?

Combeferre: what no Enj are you crazy??

Enjolras: oh right sorry

Enjolras (whispering): her Ferre you wanna go set a cop car on fire?

Combeferre (already pulling out a lighter and gasoline): YOU FUCKING BET

[sentientcave]

Last line(s) challenge! Tagged by the one and only @glossysoap (if you have good taste go read her snippet of her Orc Price project because it is HOT)

Here's a little bit from chapter 6 of Retirement Party featuring poorly translated Spanish (If any friends or followers speak Spanish, especially Filipino Spanish (which has, notably, been on the decline for a long while, but it's the language that Dalisay and her grandmother have in common, since Dalisay doesn't speak Tagalog and Lola's English is so-so), and want to help me out, give me a holler. It's probably an unnecessary detail but we love unnecessary details here.)

Segment below the cut!

You're not sure what possesses you, but you get up, and you make him sit, and you go to fix his coffee and wrap a bag of frozen peas in a tea towel. When you turn around, he's reached across the table to pull your laptop closer, smiling at the camera when Lola claps her hands together, delighted.

"Es guapo, Dalisay. Pero no joven, ¿eh?" She says, laughing. He's handsome, Dalisay. But not young, huh?

"No," he agrees, "soy demasiado mayor para ella. Todavía soy lo suficientemente egoísta como para intentarlo de todos modos.” I'm too old for her. I'm still selfish enough to try anyway.

You set down the coffee and glare at him. But you still gently set the ice pack on his raised ankle, squeaking as he pulls you into his lap, sitting you on his other thigh. "John!" You protest.

"Oh, relájate, apo,” Lola chides, laughing, unhelpfully reading the situation just the way John wants her to. She seems impressed by John's accented Spanish, happy to not need to use English to speak with him. "Yo también fui joven una vez. Me preocupaba que ella nunca encontrara a alguien.” Oh lighten up, apo. I was young once too. I was worried she would never find someone.

"No es que ella no pudiera,” John says. "Ella es tan hermosa, pero mantiene la distancia." It's not that she couldn't. She's so beautiful, but she keeps her distance.

Tagging (no pressure): @dragonnarrative-writes , @mortuarywriting and @charliemwrites

[ardate]

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[aropride]

unironically my sexuality is 'whatever's funniest' or 'whatever's most true in the moment' idgaf anymore . like gun to my head pick a label i'd probably go for bisexual or pansexual but it's not like the cops are gonna knock on my door if i call myself gay one day and straight the next day and pan the next day and ace the next day and bi the next day. like what's anyone going to do? cancel me? i'm immune on account of my charming antics and dazzling smile. but for the most part i just use aromantic or alloaro for an overall label bc i connect with it more than any sexuality labels

[calciferstims]

*wakes up in a cold sweat* wait why am I trying to restrain myself from posting cringe again when I’m literally on the cringe posting website. what am I doing with my life THIS IS MY BLOG-

[monty-glasses-roxy]

i guess roxy being a pyromaniac has its perks, she keeps the pizzaplex up to date on building fire safety (like making sure the sprinkler systems and smoke alarms work properly)

Yup! The fire systems in the Raceway in particular are state of the art! Truly, the height of fire fighting technology!

All thanks to one wolf animatronic that really loves arson!

[stumbling-through-the-inferno]

said it before and I'll say it again

thatcher crying gives me life

[livvyofthelake]

perhaps final destination 2 was just really bad. jj criminal minds you just did not give what needed to be gave…

[electoons]

my new years resolution is to embrace the power of "AND?"...stop explaining yourself for doing and liking harmless things that don't hurt anyone. also stop explaining yourself for harmful things that hurt everyone

[technicaltechnicolor]

Yall how do I prove someone is hitting me if I live in a two party consent state and I can't record them