#I CHANGED HIS COLOR SCHEME BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS REALLY CUTE WHAT MORE COULD YOU ASK OF ME

[crispy-art-on-fire]

With the happy release of chapter 3 of Calculated Love I treat you now to society if Shockdad actually could be honest and recognize his feelings <3

He talks like a well meaning evil advisor. Being open in expressing and caring for people does not change he has been Megatron's confidant for a million years and so a majority of things he suggests are highly unethical and illegal. The Autobots have just learned to deal with it.

[gatorbites-imagines]

hello

ima big fan of your work and read it all the time

and I was wondering if you do more Plastic Man clone reader stuff if it isn’t to much trouble

plastic Man is my favorite hero and I really enjoyed that one shot

Dick Grayson x Plastic Man clone male reader

Headcanons

You didn’t say anything specific, so I cooked this up, as I remember watching the animated show that was batman and plastic man years ago. So, this combo felt fun. Not the longest, since I’m dealing with a lot right now.

Patrick worked with Bruce on the semi-regular for a moment during the years, meaning you got dragged along. It was around the time Patrick had just found you, meaning you were still getting used to this whole… being alive thing.

At least Robin was nice, when he wasn’t annoying. Because you two were teens… of course you would find each other annoying. It led to a lot of bickering, some valid and some not, but you two grew close anyways.

When Dick stopped being Robin and became Nightwing, it didn’t really make a difference for you. You didn’t make a habit out of hanging around Gotham, since you didn’t respect Batman’s authority, so if you could hang with Dick in Bludhaven instead? Then it would all be great.

Youd make a game out of it whenever you visited, taking the form of some vigilante of rather sidekick. Shaping yourself to look like a little Nightwing with some tweaks to the costume, some color changes, and boom! Nightwing had a sidekick.

Your friend group all had a great laugh when Nightwing started hearing from the locals of Bludhaven, asking about his sidekick, and what his name was. Apparently, Dick wasn’t a big fan of the name “Nightboy” or “Winged crusader”.

Dick just didn’t appreciate all the work and effort you put into “Redwing”, after the red winged blackbird, of course. To match the color scheme you gave your little sidekick form.

It also led to a whole intervention from Bruce, and the rest of the bats, when they thought Dick actually got a sidekick. Only to see the so-called Redwing, stretch and change color, only to become you, who cackled and fell over, literally turning into a puddle from laughing too hard.

In the end Redwing was only something you pulled out when you two were bored and had time, or if Dick really needed backup and you couldn’t show up as yourself.

You didn’t truly have a place of operations of your own. In your own words, you weren’t a hero, so you didn’t need a city to watch over. This just meant you wandered a lot, did some petty theft, or very extreme theft if they were a corrupt person, and just… hung out.

You knew Oliver was SICK of seeing you around star city, but it’s not your fault that the place was filled to the brim with corrupt rich people. It also allowed you to take potshots at Oliver when you got the time. Roy may have forgiven him, and they may have made up, but you didn’t forgive as easily.

This was also why you found yourself in Bludhaven so much, just lounging around Dicks apartment or safehouses. It was a common sight for Dick to see you literally stretched across his couch, or see you worming across the floor like a snake towards the kitchen.

Anyone else might have found it sickening, but Dick had been around you so long that it was normal. Plus, you made a great blanket when you would slither back from the kitchen and drape across him.

And maybe it was overexposure, but he did find your stretched out grinning face cute, in its own weird way.

It was so easy to take cuteness aggression out on you, since he could pull, bite and pinch as much as he wanted, it wouldn’t hurt you. It also resulted in you being Dicks personal stress ball, meaning hed massage and pull at your face when he was deep in thought. Your face always looked like some kind of Picasso painting afterwards.

There were other times you’d shrink and hang out in his toolbelt, if he had one on, or in some other compartment in his suit, just so Dick could stick his hand into that pocket and you could hold his finger, for comfort, mainly his.

It also worked great for surprise attacks. You never knew when Nightwing had plastic man 2.0 in his pocket before it was too late!

And yes, your hero name was plastic man 2, no matter how much your friends begged you to change it. Why would you change it? that’s literally what you were. Having a different name should be enough.

You did joke a few times about changing it to Flamebird to match Dick though, just to see him blush.

[jyoongim]

IM OBSESSED WITH ALASTOR X VOX!SISTER READER! (also hi its pixie again lmao)

ok so i was thinking that since vox!sister reader is a “pampered princess” because vox has the power and money to give her anything, alastor does the same! so after a day of hanging out with alastor and shopping and stuff, vox!sister reader goes back to the vees tower wearing red (alastors color, while her clothes r mostly blue to match with vox) vox immediately gets reminded of alastor seeing her clothes and he gets rlly angry and jealous and stuff, and ofc since alastor is a cocky little shit, he makes a broadcast for vox to hear to tell him how much of a good time he and his sister had to piss him off even more! :3

I enjoy writing Vox!sister with Alastor. It brings me joy knowing Vox is just gnawing at his wires knowing Alastor and his baby sister are a couple in very sense of the word hehehe~

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You loved when Alastor took you shopping. Through you could and did have anything you wanted thanks to your brother, it was nice that your lover still chose to spoil you just as much. Today you were out buying a whole new wardrobe and decided that you were in need of a new color scheme. You always wore blue. It was your signature as Vox’s sister and a color you declared only you could wear. But as of late, you strayed from the comforting color to a more fiery palette. 

“I’m home!” You shouted even though you knew your brother already knew you were home. You had your assistant bring all your bags in and you heard the familiar zap of Vox entering the common area. “Finally! I thought I was gonna have to-what the fuck are you wearing?” Vox growled. You smiled and spun around “isn’t it the cutest!? Never thought of myself as a red girl but this color is gorgeous!”

Vox screen glitched. You were wearing red and black. Your usual blue completely gone and replaced by the radio demon’s colors.

”You spent money to look like that fossil? Sis we just finished your closet like last week”

You pouted and shrugged “A few different pieces dont hurt, besides I think its cute to match with my boyfriend”

That’s right how could he forget that Alastor was dating his baby sister.

You skipped to your room with your bags and began to reorganize your closet. Again.

Vox growled as he rubbed his screen.

His antennas buzzed at the change of frequency and his mood became even more sour as Alastor voice filtered through.

”Salutations wayward sinners! I just had a wonderful time with my girlfriend. You lot might know her as the Voxtech pampered princess. Yes yes i know what you’re all thinking…” 

Vox eye twitched.

”me and the little lady had quite a time shopping today. That darling is a looker I tell you, she can make anything look good. My those hips and legs really know how to make a man sweat” Alastor laughed.

”Anyway you might notice the Vees tower slowly changing. I think red is a lovely color and so do my darling.Maybe be on the lookout for a new design change folks. After all blue is such a dull color hehehe”

Vox was fuming.

”I am so going to kill him”

[0nlyhere4phil]

Rating All of Dab and Evans New Outfits (except the randomized ones)

Starting with Dabs Everyday:

Um. No this was not the serve they thought it was. First things first I hate the silver, it makes no sense, Phil doesn't have silver hair. Next THE BOOTS! THE BOOTS ARE FOUL THEY DON'T GO WITH ANYTHING! This look would have been acceptable if it wasn't for those fucking boots. The sweater is good and the pants were fine (should have gone with green though), but those boots ruined it. Overall 5/10. They took my boys drip away.

Next His Formal:

This had potential to be something good. I don't hate the idea of the outfit, but the way they executed it was horrible. They needed to change the shoes, add some makeup, and some accessories THEN this would have been camp. If the shirt was a white and not pink it would have been nicer. If they had tied in the green or blue into other parts of the outfit it would have been a look, but honestly this might as well be randomized. No thought was put into it in my opinion. Overall a 4/10

Next His Swimwear:

It's fine. At first I thought it didn't make sense for Dab to be wearing something like this, but actually it makes a lot of sense LOL. So yeah this one is fine. 6/10

Next His Hot Weather:

What the fuck? At least the colors go together, but other than that it's bad. If they had made the shirt a more fitting one, maybe like a tank top, it would have been good. For the shoes...why did they keep those? They could have just put him in some plane white shoes or slides, but they put him in those. I'll give it to them they do match the color scheme, but other than that it's a flop. Overall this is just a mess 3/10

Next His Cold Weather:

This is actually fine. The only complaint I have is I wish they made the shoes a black boot, but other than that this works. 9/10

That's it for Dab. I'm sad they took his boho artsy aesthetic away. Moving on to Evan.

Evans Everyday:

This is great! I love his new hair a lot, I'm glad they stuck to a good color pallet, and I'm glad they let his ankles breathe. Literally the only thing I would have done is choose a shirt without the hand coverings, but that's just a nitpick. For Dan and Phil this was a really good cohesive fit. 10/10

Next His Formal Wear:

Another serve from Evan Pancakes. The only thing that would have made this perfect was if the pants were darker, but other than that it's still a really good look. 9.5/10

Next His Sleepwear:

Nothing much to really say other than it's sleepwear. I do like how he has a cohesive color pallet going on. Overall it's cute 7/10

Next His Party Wear:

This is really cute. I like the top, I love the nails, the pants could have been better but they're not hurting my eyes, and he has accessories! The only thing that irks me is the shoes, I feel like they don't match the rest of the outfit. Other than the shoes though this outfit is quite cute. 8.5/10

Next His Swimwear:

So, personally I feel like Evan wouldn't wear something like this. I feel like he would be a long trunk with a tank top kind of guy. It's not bad, because it's not much, but it's not good cause it just doesn't match Evan. 3/10

Next His Hot Weather:

Ummm no. Again I feel like this doesn't match Evans vibe. I like the color blue on him though. Other than that it's kind of a mess. Those flip flops don't match the rest of the fit, and the random glasses confuse me LOL. 2/10

Next His Cold Weather:

This is really nice. This matches his vibe perfectly. 9/10

That's it for Evan! Honestly they did a really good job on him.

So, that was Dab and Evans new wardrobe, it could have been better it could have been worse. Depending on how this is received and on if I really wanna do it, I'll make one of these for the Howlters.

[differenteagletragedy]

swap au: the boy across the street is Baxter, the boy who lives far away but is still your friend is Cove, and the boy who comes for but one summer is Derek.

When I tell you the powerful and immediate urge I had to rewrite the entire dang game with this ... this is so much fun, thank you!!!

You could hear the new neighbors moving in at your spot behind your house. You'd thought about taking a peek to see what kind of people they were like, but decided to stay out of the way, watching clouds on the poppy hill instead. With how nosy your moms had been after the "for sale" sign disappeared, you'd be learning about them soon enough.

After a while, the clouds stopped holding your attention and you stood, looking for a new activity. Before you knew it, you were making your way to the shore -- there was always something to do there.

When you arrived, the typically empty beach wasn't quite as empty as it usually was. Up near the path, away from the water but still on the sand, was a boy. He looked to be your age, maybe a little older. He hadn't heard you approach, and was instead staring straight ahead at the ocean.

"Hi," you said, and you quickly broke whatever spell he was under. "I haven't seen you around before."

"That would be because I just moved here," he said. He pulled on the hem of his shirt, then smiled at you, extending a hand. "My name is Baxter Ward."

At the time, you thought it was weirdly formal, something grown-ups did to greet each other, not kids. But over time, as you got to know him and all his quirks, you looked back at the moment fondly.

That summer, he became your best friend.

You took to each other immediately, and if you had it your way you would've have spent every waking minute together. Sometimes Baxter couldn't hang out though -- he didn't talk about it much, but he seemed sad sometimes when he talked about his parents, and the few times you spoke with them you got the feeling they didn't like you very much.

But Baxter, as oddly formal as he was, wasn't afraid to break rules. And after a meeting between his parents and yours that didn't seem to go so well, your moms were quick to welcome him whenever he wanted to come over. You were able to get close.

By the time the summer was over, you could hardly remember what life was like before he came into it.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Five years later, you were 13, and Baxter was still your best friend. He went to a private school while you went to the public one, and from what little he told you about it, he didn't really have friends there. It was a boring place to be, he told you, and he'd much rather be spending time with you than with those spoiled rich kids.

He never bothered noting that he was also a spoiled rich kid.

One day, the two of you were in your bedroom, wasting away a day together. He was lying comfortably on your bed and you were sitting at the foot of it, leaned against the window he regularly used for secret visits -- when he didn't want to hear his parents complain about him spending so much time with you, he found it easier to just slip away unnoticed.

"There's a boy coming over today," he mentioned, ending a comfortable silence. "I think you'll find him interesting."

"If you think he's interesting, then I'm officially scared," you teased.

He smirked in response. He was proud.

Over the past few months, Baxter had started getting more experimental with his fashion. He'd always dressed a bit preppy, and that hadn't changed much, but now he was moving towards clothes that were only black and white. He'd shown you a few more alternative pieces he'd ordered, things that matched the color scheme but were a little more out there, but he hadn't had the nerve to wear them out yet.

"He's the son of a business partner of my father's," he explained of the mystery boy. "I've met him a few times before, he's very shy."

"Then why do you think I'll think he's interesting?" you asked.

"He's also very cute."

You blushed, and he laughed.

You'd had a crush on him for a while, and you couldn't tell if he knew, or if he might like you back, but it was certainly clear that he enjoyed teasing you about anything even remotely related to dating. It always flustered you, but he enjoyed that, too.

He opened his mouth to say anything else, but before he could, the door to your room opened and Liz popped her head in.

"Some kid is at the door asking for you," she told Baxter. "I didn't realize you'd officially moved in."

"Thank you for the warm welcome, sis," he said easily, then stood and looked at you.

"Let's go," he said. "That would be the boy of the hour."

He held out a hand to help you off the bed, and, blushing again, you took it. There was that smirk again, but this time he chose to let it go.

When you went downstairs and to the door, you saw the boy had retreated back towards the street, looking uncomfortable. He was tall and gangly with bright green hair and glasses, and Baxter had been right -- he was cute.

"Cove!" your friend called out brightly, leading you over for an introduction. The boy, Cove, held up his hand in a slight wave. He was nervous.

But as awkward as Cove was, he managed to work his way into your cozy little friend group of two, turning it into a trio.

At one point during the summer, you and Cove had exchanged phone numbers. His father -- his parents were divorced and he lived in another neighborhood with his dad -- was much more easygoing than Baxter's parents, so you were able to visit him quite a bit.

You were even invited over for a sleepover, which Baxter had been surprised about. He'd reacted strangely when you told him about it, it seemed -- you weren't sure if he was upset that his parents had never let you stay over, or if it was something about you getting close to Cove. But in the end, he'd put on his old friendly smile and told you to have fun.

When your moms dropped you off at Cove's house, he greeted you at the door and invited you in, as awkward as the day you had met.

"It was my dad's idea, to ask you to stay over," he explained as you made your way to his room to hang out. "Not that I don't want you to stay over! It was just his idea is all."

"Why would he want me to stay over?" you asked.

He turned to face you as you came to a stop in his bedroom, but he kept his eyes down. He started rubbing his arm, a nervous tick you'd picked up on pretty quickly.

"I don't ... I mean, I don't really have many friends, I guess," he said. "My dad wants me to have more. I think he worries about it."

"Why didn't you ask Baxter?"

"My dad doesn't like his dad," he said.

That made sense to you. You didn't like Baxter's dad either.

Cove didn't live in your neighborhood, but he still lived near a beach. You walked there together and spent most of the evening there, and when you went back, his dad had cooked you dinner.

Throughout the day, he had loosened up, but when it was time for bed, he started getting shy again. His father had laid out two sleeping bags side by side on the living room floor, and after you both got into them, he didn't say a word.

"Cove?" you asked.

He didn't say anything. You turned to face him, sure he hadn't been able to fall asleep that quickly. In the faint light coming in from the kitchen, you saw his eyes wide open, and maybe a tiny bit of color on his cheeks.

"Are you all right?"

He turned his head toward you slightly, not enough to make eye contact, and said, "Yeah."

It wasn't very convincing.

It was your turn to stay quiet -- you weren't sure what to say. Then, without further prompting, he turned to face you too. He met your eyes.

"I get nervous around you," he said plainly. "More than other people. That's why I don't say stuff sometimes."

"Oh," you replied. Then, "Why?"

He shrugged, a decidedly non-romantic gesture, but it still tugged at your heartstrings.

He ended up changing the subject, and you laid there together for a long time, whispering about what you'd done that day and what you wanted to do tomorrow, what you wanted to do with your lives. It was nice, and when you finally fell asleep, you thought maybe you could see Cove being in your life for a long time.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Five more years went by, and more big changes came with them.

Baxter was your best friend and still your neighbor -- for the time being. You'd graduated high school and were now adults, and you knew he was desperate to get out of his parents' home.

Cove was still important to you, though you'd been seeing him less and less. His father had cut professional ties with Baxter's, and there was a bit of bad blood there. He'd also decided he wanted to go to college to study marine biology, which was no big surprise, but it did mean that a lot of his free time went to studying.

You weren't sure what exactly you wanted to do, but at the beginning of the summer, an opportunity for a quick adventure before diving into real adulthood presented itself, almost literally on your doorstep.

Gossip spread easily in Sunset Bird, and your moms had heard that the newly vacant condo next door to Baxter's house had been rented. They were eager to see who was coming into the neighborhood, but because they had to leave for work before anything happened, they asked you and Baxter, who was almost always over, to keep an eye out.

Baxter agreed before you could say anything. He'd always done anything your moms asked. You thought it was because he was thankful that they'd unofficially adopted him as their third child.

The two of you settled outside on your front step, waiting and chatting idly about some nonsense he'd made up about who the new neighbor would be. He was really getting into the details when a cab pulled up across the street, and a guy who looked to be about your age stepped out.

"This is not what I expected," Baxter whispered to you before letting his mouth hang open.

You watched as the newest resident of your tiny town moved to the back of the car, opening the trunk and easily pulling out a suitcase. He was all muscles and tan skin and had such a big smile as he tipped the driver. The cab left, and the stranger must have felt your eyes on him, because he turned to you then and smiled even wider.

"Hey, neighbors!" he called out, sounding as friendly as he looked. He started making his way over, and you saw bright green eyes twinkling at you.

Baxter stood, sticking his hand out to help you up. You took it, and he used his other hand to smooth his black and white hair.

"My name's Derek," the guy said holding out a hand to you the same way Baxter had when you first met him ten years before. You shook it, and he smiled directly at you before moving to shake your friend's hand as well.

You and Baxter introduced yourselves, then Baxter asked, "So, Derek, what brings you into our tiny neck of the woods?"

"I'm on vacation," he answered. "Well, kind of. I play college soccer, and there's a coach in the city that's really good, I'm going to work with him this summer. My parents wanted me to have an actual vacation too though, so ..."

He finished his thought by gesturing to his condo.

"I see," Baxter said, and you could hear it in his voice already -- he was turning the charm on. "Well, you know what they say about all work and no play. If you ever feel the need to play, don't hesitate to find us."

Ten years of friendship, and Baxter could still make you blush. If Derek was taken aback by his forwardness, he didn't show it -- instead, he laughed openly.

"I'll keep that in mind," he said. You thought you saw him sneak a glance at you as his smile turned smaller, but you weren't sure.

You learned quickly that Derek was serious about his work. He left for long stretches to go into the city for his private training, and you frequently saw him out for runs around the neighborhood.

But he also, it seemed, had taken a liking to you.

One evening, he knocked on your door. You were home alone, so naturally you were the one to answer, and he was there, as always, with a big grin on his face.

"Hey!" he said. "I totally get if you have plans, but if not I thought I'd come check to see if you wanted to hang out?"

"I'm free," you told him.

"Cool. Do you wanna come over?"

When you paused, he quickly continued, telling you, "Oh no, I'm not ... I'm not trying to ... do you like video games?"

A few minutes later, you were sitting next to Derek on his couch, starting up a game of MarioKart.

His composure regained, he said, "I hope you know I'm not going to take it easy on you."

"Why would I think you'd take it easy on me?" you laughed, looking at the tv to choose your character.

"Pretty people always think they can get their way."

That stopped you in your tracks. You glanced over at him, and he was smiling at you.

"You would know," you replied, trying to return the compliment.

As you played, you both found little ways to get closer to each other. Once he scooted over to show you which button to press to do a certain move, and soon after you'd done the same, pretending like you'd forgotten.

After a particularly intense race, it happened -- you finally beat Derek. He'd stayed true to his word and hadn't taken it easy on you, beating you time after time, but now, you'd bested him.

You stood up enthusiastically, cheering for yourself, and ever the gentleman, he stood up as well to cheer along with you.

The next thing you knew, he had his strong arms around your waist, and yours had gone up around his neck. He leaned in a bit, then paused.

"I like you," he said softly, "and I think it would be nice to kiss you. But I'm going back to college in a couple of months, and --"

"A couple of months is enough for me," you told him.

He smiled again, then kissed you. It was gentle and sweet, and over far too soon.

"I'm thinking I should probably make a little bit more time this summer for playing," he said, giving you a smirk that could almost rival Baxter's.

[periwinkla]

Hi peri, I hope you're having a steady recovery <3.

I miss seeing your posts, and I absolutely adore your pokeattorney au. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since I saw it months ago when you posted your first pieces.

I have my own headcanons for which pokemon each character would have, and I'm delighted to inform you that I've adopted many of your own headcanons since they fit so very perfectly! I love that you didn't give random pokemon to everyone just so that they have a full team of six, each of your picks is so well thought-out.

I especially like Athena with rotom, it's perfect not only because of widget, but the color scheme works as well! I imagine that rotom lives inside widget instead of its pokeball, and it's cute to imagine widget's face as a rotom's instead!

I wanted to share some of my own headcanons, so here goes (it kind of got out of hand, I'm so sorry for sending you an essay):

● Edgeworth: instead of a dachsbun for pess, I went with absol. I was thinking that it could act as a kind of therapy dog, and it would be a valuable companion considering its ability to see earthquakes coming. I also gave gallade instead of gardevoir to him, and thought that they would work as a team to protect him from his fear of earthquakes. Absol would sense them, warn gallade and Edgeworth, then gallade would shield him with its psychic powers (make him levitate so he doesn't shake? Isolate him in some kind of psychic bubble? Idk).

I also headcanoned Edgeworth getting a reshiram some time after aai2. I think it fits, considering how much finding the truth was a theme of the investigation games.

● Phoenix: gave him zekrom to complement Edgeworth, I think it also fits considering that believing in your client no matter what is rather idealistic.

I gave him a fletchinder, pretty much only because it's fire/flying (and I'm not the biggest fan of talonflame's design), though I'm not too attached to the idea.

Instead of the magatama, I gave him a lucario (this one is very self-indulgent, compared to the others which are just a little self-indulgent lol). I imagined that lucario would look into the aura of others to determine whether they're lying or not. Shield pokedex entry also says that only trainers who have justice in their hearts can earn its trust. So your attorney having one of those could be pretty reassuring, and I imagined that some trainers within the law profession would go out of their way to catch lucarios to give off a trusting image (like Kristoph).

I also like the idea of a minccino/cinccino keeping the office clean with its tail and being the cute WAA mascot.

● Athena: I'd like her to have either a hatenna or hattrem. Hatenna senses other people's emotions, and gets overwhelmed when they're too strong. Hattrem is more or less the same, but with the addition that strong emotions feel like very loud noises to it. I imagined either one replacing widget, though it doesn't really work with rotom unfortunately. I guess hatenna/hattrem could instead refine widget's information?

I also want her to have a fighting type, considering that she susato takedown'd Apollo when they first met, and she's also pretty sporty. I'm thinking mienfoo for now, but that's subject to change. I'd be cool with a pokemon that likes running as well.

● Trucy: I thought that giving her a lopunny would be pretty funny, it would make a cool assistant for her shows.

● Kay: on top of the greninja and murkrow, I have her using a klefki. It would be super useful for breaking into places.

● Pearl: I also gave her a cleffa! I also gave trilogy Pearl a stufful, because she's deceptively strong like one, very cute like one, and the pink color scheme continues! I imagined post trilogy Pearl with clefairy and bewear.

I gave the fey clan the gardevoir line (not because gardevoir is my favorite pokemon or anything), with Pearl having ralts, Maya having kirlia, and Mia having gardevoir which then went to Phoenix. The reasoning is that each medium is given a ralts when she awakens her psychic powers, so that they can train together. I thought it would be interesting to have a gardevoir clan living in kurain village with the spirit mediums. I imagined it being a hot spot for psychic types.

I like your idea of misdreavus, especially since it has the pearl necklace like the mediums wear, so I'm also giving her one.

● Franziska: I like the idea of her having a roserade (another favorite of mine). It's got thorny whips hidden in its arms, so they'd be besties. I also imagine Franziska liking elegant, feminine looking pokemon, and roserade fits the bill perfectly.

Little Franziska also gives horse girl vibes so I was thinking of giving her a ponyta, which would be a rapidash by the time the trilogy comes around.

● Apollo: I thought of giving him loudred, but honestly I don't really like how it looks and you've convinced me that skeledirge is the better choice anyway. I still think giving him a bunny pokemon is funny, scorbunny seems fitting.

I also think he got a dragon type from Dhurke, but I haven't settled on one yet nevermind applin is perfect. It's red and looks like it has bunny ears like Apollo.

● Judge: I think having a slowpoke sitting with him during trials would be great. That it all. Bidoof with the ability unaware is also a candidate.

● Nahyuta: I like your alolan ninetales idea and propose galarian rapidash as a companion.

● Other thoughts: I thought of doing something with the swords of justice, but I was hesitant in giving phoenix two legendaries. Was considering cobalion or keldeo.

I've never actually written or communicated any of that before so I might be forgetting something. If you've read all of that then consider me very happy! I've been meaning to send you an ask for months, especially after you started having difficulty with your hands, but I was feeling so very shy and anxious about it. I'm glad I finally got around to doing it.

Feel free to answer with your own thoughts, agreements or disagreements, when you are able. No pressure of course, I hope you feel better soon!

P.S. I didn't even mention how much I adore your arstyle! The colors you choose and watercolor vibes are just delightful. Everything looks so very soft and wonderful. I can't wait to see your work once again! (Sorry for the long read)

Hello anon! Sorry for taking so long to answer ^^'

Thank you so much! I am decently better, still a long way to go but I can draw a little now. And walk without holding onto stuff.

Those are interesting headcanons! These are some of my thoughts at the moment:

Absol is an interesting choice for Edgeworth. It's referred to as the bringer of doom, so it's similar to the Demon Prosecutor moniker the newspapers gave Edgeworth.

Phoenix really does need a minccino/cinccino at the offices... It's SO dusty but I do understand I have the same problem and dust is my worst enemy haha......... maybe I need a Minccino too.

Hatenna does make sense for Athena because I imagine before her mother gifted her Widget and Rotom, she would have needed a pokémon to help her with her emotional struggles. A fighting type is also something she'd definitely have. Mienfoo is one of my favourite mons but it may be a little too elegant for her so I would go with something like Hariyama or Lucario. Or maybe it could be a fighting type from one of the Europe-inspired regions like... Pawmot? It's the only one among those that fits I think.

Trucy having at least one bunny pokémon would make sense actually! And maybe she also has a horde of Bunearies for some of her tricks haha

I completely forgot about Klefki but yes it really fits Kay.

Pearl with Stufful is a stroke of genius, it really fits her.

I imagine Franziska would have very feminine pokémon as well. Feminine and fierce. Also yes Ponyta/Rapidash really makes sense.

Apollo would need a Dragon type because of his origins, although I'm not sure which. Applin is a cute choice though. I do like Apollo with Scorbunny but I don't think Cinderace would fit, so maybe unevolved forever?

You even thought about the Judge what hahaha! But yeah I guess both of those would fit well!!

Nahyuta + Galarian Rapidash is a fine choice. I approve.

I generally refrain from giving the characters any legendaries, mostly because I can't see how they'd obtain them, and also because they tend to be generally big so unfit to live in a city, but... Something that has been swirling in my mind for a while is actually... that I think Reshiram and Zekrom would fit Miles/Phoenix very well if one wanted to make a pokémon BW AU, with a few differences of course. Like they were childhood friends, the whole Gregory thing happens, then in adulthood Phoenix sees a newpaper with Miles at one of Von Karma's / Team Plasma's speeches, so as in canon he goes 'he's not like this, I need to find out what happened' and becomes a pokémon trainer to meet him again. They battle in the end as in BW and then the final boss is Von Karma. Miles departs with Reshiram mirroring his departure after the Skye case. Just like the protag from BW does, Phoenix goes to search for him, and Franziska blames him for Miles' departure (only difference is he doesn't fake his death so it's not as dramatic). At some point they'll find each other again, maybe when Neo Team Plasma emerges and they need to unite their strengths to disband it. Perhaps I'll draw something about it in the future who knows haha

Anyway thank you again! Especially for the very very kind words <3 And if you want to send asks, don't hold back! I'm happy to read and answer them! :) (and believe me when I say that because I don't like fake pleasantries, they're wastes of time to me, so really, don't hold back!)

[penny-the-pissed-poltergeist]

RWBY volume 4 episode 2: Remembrance rewatch thoughts

RWDE/Critical opinions ahead, you have been warned

.Say what you want about the Schees, they have the color scheme down

.Weiss's depressed walk around the house is a good way to establish the manor. Just pointing out how at lot of assets here look it be 2D inserts, they're blended a lot better then latter so it's not really a problem but still.

.Klein made Crapes :)

.It's feels so weird that Whitley was never mentioned before this, especially with Weiss mentioning how he's "changed" when we have no frame of reference for how he usually acts.

.Ruby's having nightmares and not telling anyone :(

.Okay fine, Jaune talking about his family life is cute. Even though I can't tell if I find the jokes about him being effeminate annoying or charming.

.The dead guy looks as much like a video game NPC as someone can look, really takes away from the impact they're going for.

.While paused for this, I noticed how Stormflower attach to Ren's pants like they've been glued on instead of hooked or holstered into anything and that annoys me.

.This default skin ass Hunter stays alive for the exact amount of time it took to explain how he got there. Makes me wish they'd just found his body and figured things out through context clues.

.The rest of this scene is pretty good aside from that, this character reactions are really well done. I've said and am going to say many things about the writers, but they can write sadness pretty darn good.

.When Ren and Nora looked at that hoofprint, all they could think was "HOW HAS NO ONE KILLED THAT THING BY NOW, COME ON!?"

.I know Jacques says Ironwood is a "trusted friend and ally" to the schees and people have used that to try and say Ironwood was down for all the shit Jacques pulled, but Ironwood clearly doesn't agree with or approve of most of the things Jacques has said or done (He killed this man later for crying out loud) and I could see James being in power long enough to have possibly known Nicholas and had become and ally to them when he was still around (Nick has issues, but he's still better then Jacques)

.So is the embargo trying to make it so nobody has the amount of dust to even start a war? Cause I can't think of how else it would help. Also I'd have to assume this is VERY resent because Nora thanked the Schnee dust company last episode and I'd assume they didn't go to Atlas off screen.

.Why are Ironwood's arms so short, he looks like a T-rex with those things.

.If anyone else not named Jacques asked Weiss to sing for this I'm sure she'd be down, she's just uppity because her dad is being weird about it as usual.

.While I can find Klein's semblance charming, from everything I know about DID including some people who are in systems (Not all DID) IRL that I know (That's as much as your getting from me) it doesn't seem accurate to real systems at all to my understanding, I feel like they shouldn't have just said that he has DID/multiple personalities without any research.

.As much as I dislike Jaune, I can't diss the end of this episode. It's really well done and as good at being as melancholy as intended. Even if yelling and putting yourself through pain in middle of nowhere when other people are sleeping and grimm are around seems really foolish. (If want something more in depth, go ask someone who actually likes Jaune)

[ieatkeyboard]

LUCIFER CHARACTER DESIGN JUDGING

@ewesless Please dont kill me- I LOVE HIM VERY VERY MUCH OKAY. I'M JUST PLAYING DRESS UP. PLEASE REMEMBER EVERYONE IS ENTITLED TO THEIR OWN OPINION AND I'M NOT HATING ON THE CREATOR, THESE ARE JUST THINGS I DONT LIKE.

FIRST

Cool climbing rope on your hip bro. Goes great with your SHIT GREEN BROWN shoes. -_- The fluff isn't very fluffy. It looks he bought his jacket online, didn't fluff up the fur and tbought it was supposed to look like that. AND MY EYES ARE BAD BUT HIS SHIRT IS BLENDING INTO HIS JACKET TOO WELL.

LETS DO THIS 🕺

Changed the shoes to a red-er brown, made his rope a chain because...It was literally just a rope tied around his waist 😭 Made his shirt darker and his gloves lighter, since we want gray so bad. MADE THE FLUFF FLUFFIER. IF YOU'RE GONNA HAVE FUR ON YOUR COAT, DO IT OR DON'T.

NEXT

I hate. NOW ITS A CUTE OUFIT, NICE COLOR SCHEME. But if you put this under a black and white filter there would be no contrast. The outfit is too light and the blue is a nice tough but it isn't enough!

WEEEEEE

OKAY. I made his jacket lighter and more pigmented. I made his shirt a bit darker and made his shoes black. Now the contrast has VARIETY and doesn't look bland as shit.

ALSO I was gonna do his demon form but there is genuinely nothing I would tweak? Like there's nothing I could do to it so yeah :,]

NEXT

He has so many weird dangly things- The things on his vest? The little thingies on his arms? And idk if there are little bunnies on the backs of his heels but I fully thought those were mangled butterflies- So yeah they aren't reading very well. The weird triangles on the bottoms of his pants? WHAT'S WITH THIS GAME AND TRIANGLES. TRIANGLES WERE NEVER "in". THIS CAN'T BE DEVILDOM FASHION. DEVILDOM FASHION IS TUMBLR FASHION (Thanks Asmo) SO WTF?

ANYWAY.

I took the geometric bullshit out but I left the stripes because they ARE uniforms? So I'll let it stay 🙄 I took away the weird dongles, took the bunnies of his heels and made them one solid shoe because I have beef with open heels (THEY ARE SO UNCOMFORTABLE WTF). So yeah :]

That's all for Lucifer- I do really love his fashion sense (Just ignore his bathing suit...) but getting to mess with it is also fun >:]

[saccharinebanquettime]

Hey guys! Haven’t posted in a while but I HAVE been working on some personal Monster High g3 rewrite stuff (mainly the design but..)! Designing them was fun and easy but coloring is a separate type of hell. I have designs that have okay coloring but I feel I could do better on (Howleen and Twyla), designs that I don’t really like the color scheme anymore (Lagoona), and designs I straight up want to redo (Kuma) but here are what I have! I’ll also add some stuff that I changed about them personality wise underneath their respective pictureee

(From left to right)

Draculaura, Howleen, Twyla

Draculaura (sophomore) is still a workaholic obsessed with being study-filled in school and work life. For the most part, she didn’t change much, but she’s more prone to being passive aggressive because of the stress that school and work can bring to her. She’s working on the anger stuff but not so much with taking a break,, (the boo crew is trying to help her don’t worry)

Howleen is also mainly the same as g3. She has a really cute sibling relationship with Romulus and Barkimedes acting as their younger sister who believes she’s the older one (she’s a freshman in my version). She also has a sibling relationship with Clawdeen and helps Clawdeen get around the wolf pack easier. She has a fat crush on Twyla too urrm lesbian??!?? In my universe of g3, there’s also a specific way that the school does the wolf pack hierarchy whatever thing. I’m not going to get too into it, but Romulus is the leader (he’s a junior and lately there have been a gap between leader and second in command with senior and sophomores) and Howleen is under his command, taking notes from him and learning from him as well!

Twyla (freshman) doesn’t have much to her yet, but she’s really fun currently! I have thought of some little gags with her and she constantly having bugs in her hair and her eyelashes always have some dust on them. She usually hides away in the library and she has a fun dynamic with the moth teacher.

Romulus, Barkimedes

I have so much with them I’m not even going to get into it all guys (I am biased and they are my absolute favorite). But they’re fun trust (I’ll make a separate post about what I’ve planned for them in the future maybe). Also they’re dating 😁 (both are juniors)

Lagoona, Gil, Frankie

Lagoona (sophomore) had one of the most dramatic personality changes,,, She’s a lot more airheaded and bubbly now! She can make bubbles from her mouth, she runs a bit weird (it’s always a mindless side to side I love her sm), she speaks slow but not slow enough to where it’s hard to keep up, I honestly love her. She still can get a little crazy and is constantly meat hungry! She is also NOT stupid, she’s very smart and very athletic so don’t take her for granted! She’s apart of the swim team and does tennis as well! She also has a crush on Gil ^^

Gil (sophomore) didn’t get as drastic of a personality change, but his design is a curious one! He’s from a simple but respectably small pond and is based on bottom feeder fish (hence the long mouth and always looking like he’s frowning). Compared to Lagoona, he doesn’t have sharp teeth or claw-like fingers, he’s practically harmless honestly. He’s not that athletic but he obviously does and can swim. He’s a bit of a dork but also charismatic in some ways! I still need to think more about him but that’s what I have

Oh my lord Frankie (sophomore)! They also have a noticeable change, not too dramatic though. The main difference is their Mad Scientist alter ego “Plasma K” that spawn out of them whenever they work on a project or brainstorm. A wild and lightning energetic persona pops out believing that whatever they are making is their new Magnus Opus, the new technology that people will beckon and call after, the new GOD OF THE WORLD! This persona only lasts around 30 minutes to an hour, but my god do they make an impact on everyone!

Toralei, Kuma, Spectra

Toralei (sophomore) hasn’t changed much at all. Something new I’ve added however is a simple rivalry with Romulus and her as well as friendship between her and Heath.

I gave Kuma (senior) a human design because I’ll be so for real it’s lame as hell that he’s straight up just some bear,,, like at least give him clothes. So for Kuma I plan on changing his design and clothing a bit when I redesign this redesign,, he’s based on Teddy bear-like clothes and cabin wear,, Also he likes rocks so much!! He wants to be those scientists that study rocks (I forgot what they were called).

Spectra is a character I’m having horrible trouble with tbh. She’s going to be apart of the morning news crew (when MHG3 adds Honey Swamp it’s OVER for all of you guys I love her I love her) as well as the newspaper club. She died around 1970s ish and has been apart of Monster High for a looong time, basically a permanent member. She is a teen (junior), she will always mentally be a teen. I’m wondering if I can make her lore and involvement in MH less convoluted, but this is what I currently have for her.

Purrsephone and Meowlody!

I don’t have much for them yet,, sorry,, But they do have relationship stuff! At first, Romulus and Meowlody started on the wrong foot but after a while they become great friends! Purrsephone and Barkimedes were friends from the start despite never knowing each other lol. Purrsephone and Howleen become friends because while Purrsephone likes drums to become a professional later in life, Howleen likes them as a hobby! Another thing, their designs are kind of like “popstar” and “rockstar” which I find cute^^

Yeah that’s basically it I am SICK of writing but I really do hope you enjoy my additions!! If there are some criticisms you want to give, just comment and I’ll take them into consideration! Hopefully I’ll make another post with some of the other characters I didn’t show! Ok bye bye

[mrhyde-mrseek]

I know I just showed y’all my favorite OC, but does anyone want to see my OLDEST OC?

It’s Libra Nox! I’ve posted a drawing or two of her here before, I don’t know if anyone remembers the few posts I made about my WIP The Haunted and the Hollow, but it took a WHILE to get there

2018-2019

I was a warrior cats kid in 7th grade, and I loved wolves, so obviously I made my own warrior cats ripoff trilogy with wolves instead of cats (I don’t remember what it was called though unfortunately)

Libra/Twig was originally a boy, and his name was Twig (but I’d planned on changing it later in the story for plot reasons)

He had two moms (yay lesbians)

I made so much art for this I WISH I still had some of it 😭

In the story there were these magic wolves with wings that were basically gods and controlled different elements (like fire, water, plants, light, etc.)

Libra/Twig was one of these (I think he controlled the stars which was how he got the name Libra??)

Originally I was gonna name him Virgo but decided that sounded too feminine (oh how the tables have turned)

Fun fact, this story birthed ANOTHER character I’ll probably talk about in another post

2019-2022

Libra was still a guy but now he’s a human with fire powers

I think he was like 14?? He barely had any adult supervision though, the only technically adult around him long enough to be considered supervision was 18

This story had the same winged wolf gods from the previous one and was also a trilogy, I don’t really know how to explain what the plot was because it was complicated as fuck and constantly changing

It was called Nox Chronicles

Yes that was his actual outfit, I know it’s boring as hell, I wish I’d chosen a different color for his shirt because it looks kinda weird with the light blue

He didn’t have two moms anymore, he had an adopted family who hated him for literally no reason (I was still on the Harry Potter hyperfixation train in 2019)

I think he was the only one of his superpowered friends who could communicate with the wolf god creatures?

It was at this point I decided he was bi

He might’ve had wolf ears at one point, I don’t remember

Edgy badly written teenage protagonist

2022-present

Libra’s a girl now!! Yay!!

She’s still bi

(THIS is the Libra from The Haunted and the Hollow I was talking about btw)

She has a GOOD FAMILY NOW with a TWIN SISTER and a LOVING SINGLE MOM and is MUCH more fleshed out character-wise

She’s a witch, as is the rest of her family

THIS. STORY. HAS. PROPER. COHERENT. LORE. AND. WORLDBUILDING

She’s autistic and has social anxiety

She’s gonna have a girlfriend!!

Her special interest is cryptids and cryptozoology

I gave her cute little glasses and an actually decent outfit/color scheme

She’s still 14 but she has actual adult supervision (she goes to a summer camp)

I kept the fire but but changed it from controlling fire (too destructive and flashy) to divination using fire

She loves the color yellow. Just thought I’d share that :)

[egg-emperor]

What's your opinion on the Sonic Prime Eggmans? /gen

Do I get to talk about regular Eggman too? At first I thought this was asking about him and I really wanna gush about him again but now I realize you probably mean the council more lol

I really loved the Prime version of regular Eggman! It was literally only five minutes worth but a very beautiful five minutes at that. Deem Bristow and Mike Pollock play huge parts of why I love Eggman and find him so entertaining so I didn't know how I was gonna feel about the change but Brian Drummond doesn't do a bad job, he could easily become my next favorite voice after them if he worked on it a little more.

I enjoyed how simplistically enjoyable Eggman was. Funny and silly and getting up to evil to find and steal the paradox prism and use it in his schemes. His ambition and motivation to take over the world there strong as ever and talking about wanting a world that's more him in neon was cute, I like and am fascinated by bright colors and pretty lights and want everything to be about you too Ivo dhfisbgjsbgkdh

I love the classic bickering and scolding Orbot and Cubot. I love how he tricked Sonic and went the route of taunting him then targeting his best friend Tails to piss him off enough to bait and make him snap for his plan to work, being a real bastard and calling him "stupid as Tails is ugly" lol. I loved how happy he was for it to work and how he laughed maniacally and looked like such an adorable evil bastard doing it!

Everything I love about Eggman was intact there and I was looking forward to seeing more. I expected it was gonna have the vibe of my favorite parts of X as that's what that five minutes felt like and that's exactly what I've been wanting for years, for modern Eggman to come back in a show and be just like that. I really miss Prime Egg and I wish he would come back but they threw him out in the first ep :(

He was so beautiful and charming and entertaining 🥰

I miss hiiim but I'm gonna bet that he won't return in any form beyond the prismatic titan until the very end of the show or something

As for the Chaos Council, I unfortunately have much less to say as I'm personally not a fan of them. The concept certainly had the potential but the execution is lacking. They just don't have a lot going for them, they're kind of just generic character archetypes such as Baby, Teenager, Hipster, Old Man, Not Eggman, etc. They don't have regular Eggman's personality and charm and are just like strangers in his skin.

I really wish I could like them more but both their designs and personalities don't grab me. For that I only watched the first eight episodes and never watched the second batch besides the prismatic titan Eggman parts. I'd at least have been happier if they had kept regular Eggman with them, as depicted in the concept art as he was going to be a part of the council but they decided to rid of him completely.

The most cool and interesting part of Prime to me outside of regular Eggman to me is New Yoke City. I always love seeing a world taken over by Eggman and I'm a huge sucker for the dark controlled industrialized polluted dystopian hellscape where there's propaganda everywhere on the walls, orders and rules constantly being enforced through the robot patrol saying stuff like and over PAs blasting through speakers

It's an "Eggman" ruled and controlled place, a dark shitty oppressive place and people are just mindless zombies and slaves to the harsh system because they feel hopeless to break out with no freedom, controlled, restricted, and watched. The way it's spelled New YOKE city so it sounds like "yolk" like egg but is potentially a reference to a "yoke", a type of leash to control cattle, fits how they're oppressed and controlled was right up my alley.

Seeing the real Eggman in a place like that leading the Chaos Council would've been so cool. Then it could've looked like the concept as the version that I liked a lot more than the look of the final for all the regular Eggman designed inspired assets, it even has the beautiful neon and cool lights like he wants! And I just love how much it looks like Eggmanland hehe. I really wish they'd tapped into that potential.

[leejenowrld]

i really wanna know how they would decorate their house when they move in together hehehe!!

also, imo i would say i prefer jeno’s pov > alternative side of the fic bc i feel like the latter would change my (and probably others) view of the current loving jeno we have 😣 but its really up to you as i’m sure you have many great ideas <33

omg i love this!!! it’s gonna be long and filled with descriptions and some cute behind the scenes facts so stay tuned!!!! you will fall for yn and jeno even harder ugh

(also i might make a jeno pov but show some unwritten/unseen scenes that can make me explore a different side to his character, maybe his conflicted side idk i wanna do smth fun hehe)

ok so some fun facts, jeno basically built this house for her when they grew older 😭 i’m talking like 24-27. seeing as though he has a strong background in architecture and engineering, he knows about all this stuff and idk he just had a lot of input in the building of the house and he designed everything. it’s so sweet :( jeno worked his ass off in so many jobs at one time just to be able to do this

yn had no clue this was happening. it was genuinely a surprise and he had it hidden for so many years, imagine the reaction when she found out?? safe to say she was crying to him all night long in their new and beautiful room in their new house 😭 they both work incredibly hard, have good jobs and worked their asses off in education and their grown up jobs so it’s safe to say they deserve and have earned this luxurious house. also since yn didn’t know about it, jeno did design the layout and most of the interior, he knows what his girl likes :) he designed it for her, her style and her color schemes, his style is different but he honestly didn’t care. he wanted to do this for her, he’s so endlessly in love with her and just wanted to do this for the love of his life :( he wanted to build her a home that she loved and that they could grow up in its so fucking cute

let me start off with they’re rich rich like they’re both hard working so i imagine their house to reflect that

ok ramble after. the house 🖤🖤

i’ll start off with their shared bedroom.

it’s very minimalist, very blue color scheme that they both vibe with. this is really the only room that doesn't scream 'girly' because it's also his room and idk i just think it makes sense to have their shared master bedroom like this

they have a very luxurious en suite

they have the best view, jeno knows that yn is a sucker for views and pretty scenes so you’ll see that around their house. the neighbourhood they’re in is filled with nature and pretty sights

they tend to people watch from their view in their shared bedroom and it’s so mf cute. yn will be standing in front of the window and jeno will come up behind her, back hug, so close to her (kinda same vibe as the ending of mfal) and he will kiss her cheek so softly and whisper sweet things into her ear 🥹

they also have those windows that people from outside can’t look into so you bet jeno has her pushed up against the windows screaming his name more times than none ;)

yns ‘girly room’

he built yn her dream room 🥹 it’s a girly and pink room, she’s just a girl. it has all her cute skincare and her vanity and her makeup like you might not think it but she loves this type of stuff!! she’s a whore for it, her and retail therapy go hand in hand and jeno knows that and made sure to give her a room that it just her, a room where she can wind down in. he put the most effort and thought into this room, he wanted it to be perfect for her. it also has her book shelf!! and her cute reading sofa. it’s her safe haven. it’s a good place for her to chill in when she needs to get away and when she feels anxiety and that’s exactly why jeno made it for her :(

it’s kinda a private room for yn lol like she likes to keep it away and keep it to herself because it’s just the biggest gift jeno has ever given her (the entire house is duh)

but she loves to chill with jeno in here 🥹 they’ve had their softest sex moments in here

as well as their rough sex!! hell yeah. this is the room where yn keeps her lingerie lmao

the kitchen

i’m not completely satisfied with the photos i found but oh well, just the vibe is that it’s very girly lmao. keep in mind jeno designed this, he did it for his girl ❤️ he truly doesn’t give a shit like he put what she wanted above his own needs, he thrives off that shit, he loves giving her love and just giving. he is so in love i can’t express it enough

yn can’t cook for shit so he is always here making her meals and food :( he will always ask her what she wants for dinner, he will always make what she wants above what he wants

imagine him as a dad cooking for his family, making the pancakes in the morning 🥺

imagine how much sex has happened in this room… fucking insane

living room

one of my faves, it just screams home. i don’t have much to say to say about this room, just enjoy the pics 🫶

just imagine the fluffiest and biggest and comfiest sofa, the cuddling and sex that happens on there 🥺

the movie nights man!!! they invite all their friends too it’s the cutest shit ever

the garden

so girly

so many flowers

it’s just beautiful

so many butterflies come in aswell 🥹

jenos camera roll is just filled with photos of yn in this garden like he’s obbessed

[ultravioart]

"But one might wonder how Juno aquired such abilities, and why she has such a sense of awe and adventure with her quirky personality."

"Well I can tell you! (proceeds to explain Juno has an anxiety disorder)"

Okay, that doesn't answer the question at all?? Lol.

I hope we get info on Mars technology (is it a new energy? Or is it just different tech?) and why IS Juno doing all this? is Juno Mars' last hope? Or is Mars station so sheltered and rule strict that earth seems like scary chaos? Or does Juno just have... anxiety. The way this is presented, it feels like they made Juno have an anxiety disorder to feel 'relatable' without giving us story to make it feel like an authentic representation of a condition... feels hollow, token. Maybe that person did try to say more about the lore but couldn't so that part is a retake? Idk. Very odd.

On a positive note, I thought the hover explanation was cute, being that she works like old retro alien invasion shooters, hopping up and down rows. I also feel like her blaster does fit what they aimed for, more so medical as well as fitting the retro scifi single blaster look.

Mythic discussion below:

But... a 30 minute meeting being 5 minutes? If they had said "Oh Reyes is into fashion(Halloween event confirmed he makes his own costumes, is into design) and the bejeweled tombs matched with 'judging souls in the afterlife' fit Reaper's 'grim reaper' theme, so that's why we chose this mythic for Reaper," I would have been like "oh, okay."

But they litterally went "oh anubis is the god of death? Reaper lol."

Mind you, they messed up Hades as Pharah in greek mythos bp because they gave Hades a red and black firey volcanic color scheme (that's Hephaestus, not Hades) like a Christian 'gates to hell' type deal. That's not what Greek mythos Hades is at ALL. Hades is rivers (like water!!!) of souls, and the spiritual underworld, not the Christian hellfire. Cerberus theme instead of Hades maybe could fit the Helix guard aspect for Pharah, but a FLYING character for the god of the underworld??? Hades Pharah is what you get without doing any research. (And don't get me started on the ship nonsense with that skin. Persephone is the story of a mother losing her child to death stealing her away, and it explains a mother's mourning as the cause for winter. It's not really meant to be romantic, it's tragic with a touch of kidnapping/marriage drama for sport, as Greek mythos does lol. Greek mythos isn't always litteral, it's often metaphor.)

This instant pick of Reaper to me shows the team chose it for shallow reasons, and probably did little to no research on Egyptian mythology. Atleast they got the psychopomp (entities that escort souls) aspect correct, kinda. Both the Grim Reaper and Anubis escort souls, but Anubis judges them to determine if they can enter the afterlife. I mean sure, Reaper is out to inflict his sense of justice (kinda Anubis like to be the judgement?), I could see that. But why wasn't it explained...

I would have loved to see an Osiris Ramattra skin instead (Osiris is connected to Anubis in how the worshipping changed) or 'Anubis' or even Set skin. Would have fit better for the character, made more sense for a Tank to get a mythic. I KNOW Ramattra just got a skin, but come on. Ramattra was originally going to be the embodiment of the Anubis ai(or simply codenamed Anubis) as a hero based on a Pharaoh themed PVE boss that uses sand powers and resurrection of mobs. Then they turned that into nanites and made it into Ramattra (also lifted off of an ow oc from Argentinian fans called Voltikko most likely).

ANYWAYS this is a PR mess, really shows they don't know the community. (Not to mention clash+new maps in comp day 1 when people haven't been able to practice???)

Venture, the omnic archeologist character, was used in promo vids to advertise the new Anubis clash map, yet Venture gets no skins or emotes?

Ramattra, created by the anubis ai, gets no skins or emotes? And you can't say 'oh but Ramattra got stuff already--" SO DID Reinhardt! And he's seemingly getting ANOTHER collab skin right after the Optimus Prime and Mythic Weapon!

The people in charge need to understand promising one theme and delivering disjointed bp themes hurts the hype cycle and makes people stop caring about the new seasons. If you can't guess what might come bc ANYTHING unrelated could, there is no hype and it creates disappointment for what could have been... it's makes it look blatantly like a souless cashgrab skin factory at that point lol. How can you promise Egyptian mythology theme and have random unrelated heroes and skins (Genji, Kiriko) on the cover page? The Greek mythos bp was better than this.

Atleast Ana is getting a mythic weapon, ig.

Looking at the other skins, I was suprised to see Polar Reinhardt and Polar Brigitte. It gives me hope future Egyptian skins are just out of order right now (like null sector Zenyatta).

[sailor-rose-princess]

I redesigned my Brak Show OC I did over a decade ago (left is old style, right is new). Her name is Sarah, and she's a space cat, and goes to the same school as Brak and Zorak. I need to think up more for her, I didn't really have any story ideas, all I knew was that Brak's mom was the only main female character on this show, and that didn't seem fair to me! I don't hate the old design, but looking at it now, it looked too similar to Brak, like Sarah could be his sister, and it wasn't what I was going for. So I decided to keep on the "space cat" thing, but make her a little different, I changed her to a cream/yellow/brown color scheme for her rather than red/orange/black like before. I'm unsure whether the eye mask is actually supposed to be a mask or not, but truthfully, I think it's just fur markings (like a raccoon almost), so that's my headcanon. I added a tail, because I thought it was cute, and her boots actually did have paw shape in the original pic, you just can't see it because it's all black, making them purple helped them be seen. I love how she turned out, and while not perfect, I think it shows how much I improved in over a decade (still can't fecking draw hands though).

[thenebulochaoticwriter]

Chapter Four: Not Worth The Finest Steel

Moira couldn’t exactly explain to the two that Mavis could be related to a woman’s recently found corpse. Not without dulling the mood and possibly being completely wrong. The victim and Mavis did look alike, Moira noticed- but maybe that was just her getting worked up in the moment. Noting this, Moira wiped her palms down on her dress and smiled. “I’m asking because I thought I recognized the name.” She says, before adding, “Outside of the singer bit, of course.”

Mavis lifted a judgemental eyebrow to Moira, not looking amused, although Moira couldn’t place why. “..I don’t have family members if that’s what you’re asking.” She guessed, and did so correctly somehow.

“Right, right.” Moira chuckled lightly, folding her arms behind her back. She looked away, looking over to Ai, who’d been simply watching Moira as she spoke. Once he noticed her gaze on him he smiled.

“I was planning on showing Moira around the rest of the area. Would you like to join us, Mavis?” Ai offered to the taller woman. The blonde taller woman, that is.

Mavis’ expression changed from confused at Moira to a smug smirk towards Ai. “Ha. Good to know that both me and the time are so forgetful.” She says, rolling her eyes. Mavis lifts a hand to a large clock hanging just left of the welcome sign. It read 2:31 pm, and both Ai and Moira gasped- both of them realizing something.

“Oh, I didn’t realize we were so late..” Ai sighs, looking slightly ashamed of himself.

“And my dog is outside waiting for me right now.” Moira blushes, looking embarrassed at her own forgetfulness. Ai smiles at Moira, chuckling lightly at their similar situation.

“I’m so sorry that we’ll have to cut this short, Moira.” He says, smiling apologetically. “I hope you know that you’re welcome here anytime you want. Just..” Ai pauses, before smiling. “A place like this is invite only- I’d appreciate it if you didn’t invite other people in as you wish.”

Moira nods. “Right. Of course. I’ll just come to you if I really want anyone else here.” She says, and Ai nods in agreement.

Mavis sighs, taking Ai’s arm with a frown. “Can we go? I’ve been waiting for well over an hour.” She asks, putting her free hand on her hip.

“Making a lady wait, Ai?” Moira smirks at him. “Shame on you. I thought you were more charismatic than that.” She shames him jokingly, and Ai raises a hand to his mouth as he chuckles.

“And I suppose constantly inviting people over at night is more ‘charismatic’, Moira?” He presumed. “I guess we’re not too different in that case, huh?” Ai taps Mavis’ hand that was resting on his arm, and she scoffs with a smile in response to this.

“You pervert.” Mavis giggles.

“You make me sound like one, too!” Moira says to Ai, lifting a hand to cover her mouth in embarrassment. She sighs, her face still a bit red, “Regardless, I really should get going. I’ll make sure to come back sometime soon, Ai.” She says, waving to him and walking past him.

Ai snaps his fingers, grabbing the attention of a nearby worker. “My friend here can escort you out. Right, Eden?” He looked to the young man he’d signalled over. He was tall with dark skin and somewhat awkwardly shaped fluffy hair. But regardless, he did still have quite a cute face. He wore the typical serving uniform with a button down vest and waist apron. The entire color scheme of Ai’s Theatre seemed to be along the lines of rose, red and gold, and Eden’s uniform was one of the ones that took on the rose color.

Eden nods, albeit silently, and rolls down his sleeve before offering Moira his arm. Moira waves to Ai once more as he and Mavis walk off elsewhere. Eden guides Moira to the elevator and stands inside with her, pressing the singular button that activated the elevator.

After less than a minute, Moira found herself bored- or at least feeling awkward due to the silence that had rested over she and the worker as they entered the elevator. “..I used to have a friend named Eden.” She blurts out, tapping her fingers on her lap. Eden nods after a brief silent second, and Moira slowly continues. “He had this white-ish blonde-ish hair, though. And light pink eyes.” She tilts her head side to side in thought. “But other than that I guess he looked like you.” She decides, shrugging lightly.

Eden had dark eyes and hair, which definitely didn’t look like the Eden Moira remembered from her childhood. She didn’t know the kid for long, since he was pulled out of the school they were in and moved out of the town the two of them lived in at the time somewhere in Oklahoma. In short, there was no way the two Edens could be involved, but thinking back on where they used to live reminded her of Oklahoma. Oklahoma was certainly an experience, but nothing she’d want to return to for several reasons.

Moira was suddenly thrown out of her thoughts when a loud sound suddenly erupts from the elevator. A large jolt in the elevator causes her to jump, and after a minute of the elevator seeming to scrape against something, it halts to a complete stop. “..oh, that’s not good, is it?” Moira mumbles, looking to Eden.

The waiter in question seemed more nervous than Moira herself was. Not that he was saying anything- his complexion just suddenly turned far paler than before, and he avoided Moira’s gaze entirely.

Moira leans over to catch a glimpse of Eden’s face, but he turns away again. “They’ll get us out.” He mumbles, but proceeds to offer no explanation about what exactly happened- or what will happen.

“Okay..” Moira sits back down, tapping her fingers on her lap. She wasn’t particularly anxious or anything. The worst that she thought could happen was the elevator falling, but even if that did happen, she didn’t think that they were far enough from the ground to do any fatal damage. What did she know, though? She’d never been in an elevator before.

Moira looks back to Eden again. “So, do you not like tight spaces?” She asks. Eden glances at her, but looks to the floor again. “My sister was the same way.” Moira fishes something out of her purse, and pulls out a watch. “This thing’s kinda broken, but it still ticks and stuff. Apparently focusing on something small like that and taking deep breaths will help calm your nerves.”

Eden hesitates to take it, but eventually rolls his sleeve over his hand and takes the watch. Moira looks to his sleeve, but just assumes that he had some sort of germ phobia, too. “Thank you.” Eden mutters, staring down at it silently.

As he does that, Moira looks up with a huff, wondering when someone would notice that they were stuck. Just as Moira thought that, a voice came from beneath them. “Moira? Are you alright up there?!” Ai called from beneath them.

“Oh, hi, Ai!” Moira knelt down onto her knees and tried to peek down through the bars of the elevator. “We’re totally fine- oh, except I think Eden might be claustrophobic.” She pauses for a second before adding, “But, yeah, we’re stuck.”

Ai lets out a wry chuckle, “I can see that.” He calls up again. “The sheave for the elevator is jammed or stuck, I believe. We’ll get you out as soon as possible, though.” Ai reassures her. “Give me one moment.”

After hearing Ai walk away, Moira turns to Eden. “Y’hear that? They’ll get us out in no time.” She says, smiling and standing up. As she does, Eden suddenly hands the watch back to her, which she returns with a confused expression.

“It’s not working.” Eden says shortly, dropping the watch onto her hand and quickly putting his hands back onto his lap. His gaze returned to the floor and Moira frowned. Rather than sitting next to him, she sat down onto the floor diagonal to him.

“So, when’d you figure out that you had that phobia, anyhow?” Moira asked, tapping her knees as she looked at him curiously.

Eden takes a moment, looking slightly confused as if asking why she was bothering to ask. After a second, figuring she was attempting to lighten the mood, he replies. “..when I was a kid.” He replies shortly, but goes quiet again after that.

Moira tilts her head to the side, but looks away, hoping that he would eventually decide to speak up again. After yet another moment, he did. “..uh, girls would pick on me or ignore me.” He started, but slowly continued when he realized that that didn’t explain much. “They often called me derogatory names because they thought that I looked like a girl. So.. they would shove me into closets whenever the teacher wasn’t around. And no one would let me out until the teacher found out where I was.”

“Damn.” Moira averts her gaze, recalling having mean classmates like that. “They must’ve been hella ugly to be picking on a boy like that.” She comments, twirling one of her curly locks around her finger absentmindedly.

“No, just.. Self-conscious.” Eden leans back against the wall a bit. “There was this one girl who used to pick on me the most. She was the one who came up with the idea to push me into the closet. And whenever I told my mother about it, she’d get mad at me instead.”

Moira shifted her position on the floor, feeling uncomfortable against the patterned bars. Maybe also uncomfortable at the shift the conversation had taken. Or, more precisely, started with. “..where’s that girl now?” She asks.

Eden pauses again, frowning a bit. This question takes him way longer to answer, and for a second Moira thinks that he just wasn’t going to answer. Eventually, though, he does speak up again. “A lot closer than I thought she was.” He mumbles.

“Yeah? Have you spoken to her yet?” Moira inquires. “Or are you still holding a grudge against her because of what she did?”

“I don’t blame her at all, actually.” As Eden replies this, he sits up straight, although he still can’t bring himself to actually look at Moira at all. “I would talk to her, but I.. can’t.. speak to her face to face. We’ve spoken before, but she doesn’t actually know that it’s.. Me.”

Moira blinks, processing the information Eden had given her. She didn’t expect him to speak so much considering his short and mumbled responses just a second prior. “If you don’t blame her, then are you worried that she’ll be just as bad as a person?”

It wasn’t likely that an adult could be exactly the same as they were when they were a child, really. Not without a head injury or something, Moira thought. But an adult can definitely be a worse person than their childhood personality. She hadn’t ever seen this for herself, but it just made sense in her head.

“...” Eden immediately opens his mouth to answer, but his voice falls short, and he ends up closing his mouth again. This time, though, it didn’t seem like he didn’t want to tell her something. Instead, it looked like he honestly couldn’t answer in his own head. “..I don’t blame her for anything, but I think.. That what happened is still enough for me to not want to approach her. I think that.. In the back of my head it’s still labelled as a ‘bad’ thing for me to approach her.”

Moira hums. She looks down to the floor, thinking lightly. It’s not as if she’d ever gone through anything like this. She had some bullies, sure, but nothing that changed the person she was so intensely. Moira hesitates. Her original plan was to try to get him to loosen up, or more precisely try to keep his mind off of the small elevator. He seemed fine at the moment, but now Moira wasn’t sure of what to say. “So, how long ago was this, anyhow?” She asks.

“Twenty-two years ago, I think. I’m twenty-eight now.” Eden replies. He looks to Moira, “How old are you?”

“I’m twenty-eight, too.” Moira says, smiling at the similarity. For some reason it was really fun to have someone around the same age as her. Stephen was older than her and Ai was younger than her. She didn’t really know how old CupKake was; he often kept that stuff to himself so no one learned his “secret identity”. Irene was 32, but she didn’t know how old Louis was. She assumed he was older because of how mature he seemed. “I like to think that if I were there with you I would’ve helped out.”

Eden taps his knees, frowning in thought. “I know.” He said quietly, but somewhat certainly. Moira lifted her eyebrow, wondering why that was, but was interrupted with a sudden jump of the elevator.

“Ooh!” Moira jumped up as the elevator began moving as normal again. “They did it!” She looked to Eden with a smile, “Now you don’t hafta be in this stuffy ol’ elevator, right?”

Eden offers a hesitant smile, and stands up as well. “Yes.” He agrees, nodding lightly. “It wasn’t as bad as I thought it’d be.”

“Ha! You know, my sister used to tell me to expect the worst out of everything so that I’m not surprised when something bad happens. And so that I’m pleasantly surprised when something good happens.” Moira blabbed, her energy seemingly replenished after finally having a way out. She wasn’t claustrophobic or anything, but she imagined that sitting in such thick tension was a similar feeling.

“That sounds familiar.” Eden comments as the elevator finally comes to a stop at the top.

In the doorway, Ai and another staff member stood, awaiting them. “Moira. Eden. I apologize for the inconvenience.” He smiles sympathetically, allowing them both out as Eden follows the other staff member. Moira waves him goodbye and he nods in response.

“I’m really just glad to be out.” Moira sighs, folding her hands behind her back. “Jester’s going to be so upset. I’m sure I’ll have to give him a treat as an apology.” She scoffs.

Ai chuckles, “The wind’s been picking up today. I’m sure he’s just fine.” He says, patting her back and escorting her to the exit of the library. As they reached the exit door, he apologized again. “I am really sorry about the elevator. And for the visit being so short.”

“Don’t you worry about it.” Moira beams at him. “Honestly, the experience on its own was satisfying enough. And I’ll make sure to visit again soon. That might actually be the reason I get out more often.”

“Right. I look forward to it.” Ai gives her a brief wave, “I’ll call sometime tonight.” He nods at her, and returns to the area behind the counter.

Moira hears a sudden bark behind her, and recognizes it as Jester. She turns to him, and sees him impatiently standing as far as the leash would allow him. He wagged more vigorously as she came closer and scratched his head. “I knoooooow you’re mad at me. But it wasn’t my fault.” She claims, untying him.

“The elevator stopped working and me and this guy, Eden, were stuck for, like, five to ten minutes, and...” Moira blabs incessantly, grabbing Jester’s leash and taking him back home.

~*~

Now that Moira was home, she was making an apple pie with apples she had bought just last week. The pie itself should last her a good week, she thought. After she finished cutting up little leaves out of the access dough, she started up the oven and put away the leftover ingredients she had out. As she wiped off the counter, she looked at Jester. Her beloved komondor in question was playing a little game that her sister had taught him.

The game itself included him and the three stuffies that her sister had bought him. When he was a pup, her sister would take a stuffy of some androgynous animal that resembled a fox or predator of some kind, a stuffy of a dog that resembled Jester, and a third stuffy of a leghorn hen.

Moira’s sister would take the stuffy of the hen and set it in the middle of an empty area. First, she would take the Jester stuffy and act as if it were attacking the chicken. And then she would scold the Jester stuffy and toss it out a window or hit it with a hammer. Basically something to scare him, which worked. Alternitevely, she would take the plushy of the predator and have it attack the chicken plushy and have the Jester plushy attack that instead.

For the time that Jester was with Moira’s sister, he served as a guard dog for all of her chickens, and was properly trained to kill anything that tried to attack the chickens. Thanks to that he’s very well trained. And to this day the chicken plushy is the only one that isn’t torn up, with the predator being the worst kept one. Regardless of the shape, Jester has kept all three of them.

Moira exhaled, stretching her torso over the now-clean counter. “Ah, nothing’s better than the reward for hard work.” She hums, smiling at Jester. “Dontcha think?”

The designer stands up straight and stretches, waltzing over to pet her dog, who was curretnly gnawing on the infamous predator plushie. Instead of doing that, though, her attention is snatched by something in her backyard. Through the glass of her sliding door, she notices a bush shake violently, likely as a result of something ducking into or behind it.

Moira frowns, walking over and sliding the door open. “Here, Jester. You go and take a break out there, alright?” She pats the door as Jester rushes outside, the ragged doll of the predator still being shaken around in his mouth. She hums, looking to the bush that was previously shaking intensely. Whatever it was, Jester would surely be able to take care of it.

Rather than worrying about it, Moira simply dusts some flour off of her clothes and turns to check on the oven. She’s immediately interrupted when Jester suddenly starts barking. A particular bark that means he was shocked by something, but was still on his way to attack whatever that thing is. Moira snaps her head back just in time to see him disappear behind the bushes. The only problem was that he was too big to fully submerge his body into them.

“Jester?!” Moira runs out to the backyard and peeks behind the bush, noticing that there was a large hole just big enough to fit Jester. “Where in the ever-living hell did this come from?” She asked, before reminding herself that Jester was currently out of the fence without her. “Shoot..” She hissed, stepping back a bit. With a bit of a head start, she was able to run and use the fence to jump over. “Jester! Get your ass back here!!”

Moira ran around the side of her house, and spotted Jester running around the mailbox, as if looking for whatever it was he was chasing. As if he’d spot something inside of the house, he ran towards the front door, but Moira was able to cut him off and grab him, sitting on his body to prevent him from running away again.

She exhaled an exhausted breath and looked around, not seeing any sort of motion. No one was walking around and no animal was anywhere nearby. But in all fairness, there were several trees and fences to hide behind, so Moira wasn’t going to act as if absolutely nothing was there. “Jesus, Jester!” She huffed, right before Jester began barking furiously again. He was barking towards her house again, and Moira noticed that her door was wide open. “What the Hell..?”

Not only was the door wide open, but there was a thick smoke coming from inside. “What?!” Moira jumped up, running inside as Jester ran after her. Just as she assumed, there was a fire in her oven, but the door was wide open as well. She looked around frantically, and Jester ran around in circles, struggling to find whatever it was he was chasing and confused by the unwelcome smell of the smoke.

Moira’s immediately thought was water, but she didn’t have anything big enough to take out the fire effeciently. Regardless, she grabbed her largest mixing bowl and put it in the sink with the water running. “Oh, jeez–” Moira coughed, bringing her arm to her mouth and dragging Jester out of the house. She shut the door to prevent him from coming back in, but also opened every available window in the area, still coughing up a storm.

Just as she grabbed the bowl of water haphazardly, a hand yanked her back and grabbed the bowl from her hands, instead tossing it into the sink again. Moira turned her head in confusion, and saw Stephen of all people. “Don’t put water on a grease fire!” He scolded her, looking around her cabinents for something.

Moira looked to the oven and noticed that there was, in fact, her whole container of vegetable oil inside of the oven. She didn’t notice until Stephen pointed it out due to her own panicking, but finally processed what Stephen was looking for. “Oh! Salt!” She frantically ran over to her pantry and tore open the door, grabbing a large container of salt. She shoved it into Stephen’s arms and immediately went back to the pantry to grab some baking soda.

The two quickly poured the ingredients onto the fire, and as the fire died down, she put down the baking soda and grabbed a nearby trashcan. After tossing more baking soda into it, she grabbed some mittens and grabbed the container of vegetable oil from inside of the oven and tossed it into the trashcan, where she poured even more baking soda for precautionary measures.

The fire was now completely put out, which now only left the extensive mess in her oven. “Oh my goodness..” Moira sighed deeply, putting her hand to her head in exhaustion. She walked over to the oven, but was stopped by Stephen, who held his arm out to prevent her from coming any closer.

“I’ll deal with this mess. Go calm down that dog of yours and open any windows upstairs.” Stephen ordered her, to which she nodded, too exhausted to pull out any of her usual banter.

Jester was currently barking up a storm, so Moira rushed out to deal with that. She grabbed his leash, which hung on the front door, and beckoned him over to her. “Okay, Jes, c’mon.” She exhales, kneeling down and scratching his head to help calm him down. Once he did eventually calm down, she brought him over to the nearby mailbox and leashed him up to it. “You just wait here, alright?” She pats him on his head and trots back to the house to open more windows.

As she approached the house, she noticed that one of the larger windows on the second floor were open as well- which she definitely hadn’t done herself. She hardly ever opened the upstairs windows, and hadn’t been home all day to do so.

Several things have caused her inconveniences today. The elevator, which she didn’t particularly mind as that had an explanation behind it. The large hole in her backyard that she and Jester both hadn’t noticed until today, her door being wide open, her oven not only being open but with a whole container of vegetable oil inside, and the window being wide open.

Of course, this could all just be justified with someone having broken in, but how could someone do that in the couple of minutes that Moira was chasing Jester around? None of it made enough sense for Moira to be satisfied, or any less confused.

Something else to add to her plate, it seemed. This day certainly wasn’t as fun as she was hoping it would be.

[isolatednights]

he moves without protest, lips drawing back into an amused smile at her grumble ( and hiding the wince the simple motion, the tug at the split skin throbbing ). spreading his legs wide so she can stand between them, the man looks up at her and can tell she's lost somewhere within her own mind. hesitantly silas reaches for her - pinky snagging around her own and giving it a gentle tug. "come back to me," he murmurs, brow furrowing slightly.

"that's fine, rather it hurt a little now than more later." he'd been stupid enough in his youth that this wouldn't be the first time he'd been forced to ache this level of cuts and bruises. but it had been years since his body had been so battered, and those seemed to have stacked up against his favor. "wrists are a bit raw from the ropes and one of them wailed on my ribs." evident by the bloom of color that was beginning to appear there. "otherwise its just some small scraps and bruises. nothing to worry over." dark hues remained latched on her face as eris worked to clean his lip. "then she doesn't. and we grieve and we figure it out from there. but until that time comes, you can't beat yourself up over the what if's." the man could already tell it wouldn't matter. she would worry herself sick over eden until her eyes opened and she started doing better. "pretty sure i told you shortly after we met that you were stuck with me. don't plan on letting anyone or anything stand between me and my plan to make that a reality." moving his leg to nudge her gently, the man tries to flash a reassuring grin, "knew you'd come for me anyways."

following after him, the woman is slow to sit ; the aches and pains of her body making themselves more than evident now that things have seemingly calmed. tired eyes watch him, and if her hands weren't cradled within his own, the woman is certain she'd be running fingers along his jaw and trying to tempt the tightness right away. "hey," leaning toward him in an attempting to catch his eye, a brow arches, "why are you apologizing? i ran off after regina myself. i did that. you have nothing to apologize for. all of this will heal. it's just going to be a little blip in the scheme of things. we're together. that's all that matters, alright? you and me."

a soft hum escapes her at the question. "they're cute kids. you were really good with them." as brief as the interaction had been, it had still left her mind whirling with thought's she'd tried to stop in their tracks. a dangerous path to travel down. "i don't think there was any other call to make but the one you did. we offered them a kindness and an opportunity for something you can't find much of these days. safety. a home. a larger community." freeing one of her hands from his grasp, aiyla reached to tilt his chin up - determined to meet his eyes. "just like rhea and eli, we'll give them a chance, and once that woman's better, if it doesn't work out, we'll ask them to leave. for now we just... wait and see and hope for the best, hm?" dropping her forehead against his, she pushes out a soft breath. "thank you for making the hard decisions for us, and for coming for me."

the revelation startles her, because she never would have assumed such a thing about the man. it's the sort of violence that's personal, and rhea suddenly wants to explore plains of skin, if only to determine if any mark had been left behind by an incident that had happened years before they met. there are more questions than before, but her tongue feels heavy in her mouth. swallowing around it, her head bows. "i - holy hell, eli." shaking the creeping dread that begins to spread through her veins at the thought, the woman straightens. "i'm... is it bad if i say i'm really grateful things happened as they did, for you? that one little thing could've changed all... this," a hand waves around them vaguely.

"lets focus on what we need immediately and get it back to the farm. you and i can come back in the next few days. i'd say maybe cade can join us but did you see him with aiyla?" a snort escapes rhea, "fat chance he's letting her out of his sight anytime soon. i'm sure you and i will keep plenty busy between here, the nearby farms and watching those kids while the others rest up." dark hues take in his approach, and though there is a hope over what is about to happen, somehow both his words and actions are far more satisfying than she'd ever imagined. the smile she flashes up at him is radiant and full of adoration for the man. they were both idiots for missing out on what was right in front of them for so long. "all night? sounds dirty," she teased, drawing away from him in order to head for the antibiotics. "either way, sounds like a date to me. grab the other one of these? think that will be what we need for now."

through the worst of it. they were through the worst of it. were they? because she knew she had to be steel for a little longer, she had to make sure he was okay, to tend his wounds. she'd gone to find warm water, cade had offered her some latex gloves that he had, so at the very least she could help silas without having to wait. plus, he could see it, that the drying blood was bothering her from how she was itching at her hands absent mindedly. it wasn't that blood bothered eris, it never had... it's that it was edens. it's that it was closer to home than it ever had been before.

"silas? come on, your turn. come sit here." followed by a brief grumble on him being too tall. sshe would've been fine, if cade hadn't slammed a door and it .. well she startled, none of them were used to loud noises anymore, but it was like cade said- safe here and eris simply didn't expect it. silas might have been the only person that saw the few seconds that she wasn't in that room, that she was somewhere else, stuck in distant memories that she'd so briefly mentioned to him, things that she'd done and seen that could never be undone.

"it's gonna sting, cleaning this bust lip, where else? and no being brave about it." it was only when she was working, when her hands had something to focus on, that she could really.. speak about eden, or what happened, because she had a job to do and it wouldn't overwhelm her mind. "what if she doesn't wake up si?" she whispered, her eyes glued to his bust lip, and the gentle way she held his face still, her hands might be covered by latex but it didn't change that she was so gentle, almost affectionate in the way she dabbed at his torn skin. "i know- it stings, i'm sorry." then came something she never thought she'd be saying, but he deserved to hear it. "i'm proud of you." what a place to say it, him sat on a kitchen table, her stood there, in the space between his legs, so intent on making sure that her person was okay. "it isn't easy, in a situation like that to.. i just, i know you did your best, i know you were brave and i know you did everything you could, everything i'd talked about before.. i'm proud of you and i'm.." she took in a deep breath, a brief pressing of her lips. her brows had furrowed, but only because she was focusing so intently on his injuries. "i'm just relieved that you are okay."

"aiyla?" cade called, walking down the corridor until he found her and gestured with his head. "c'mon, i want to see to your wrists." he's scrubbed his hands clean, still wore latex gloves just to be safe, he had plenty of things that he'd scavenged in the early days hidden away, he had the vodka at the ready to disinfect and he swore by that method. there was a silence that overtook cade though, when he was sat, crouched before her, holding her hands and turning so he could look over the sore marks on her wrists, where they'd bound them and his jaw physically tightened, clenched, that crease between his brows forming. "i'm sorry, if.." he sighed, and brought her hands up to his mouth, pressing his lips to her knuckles and kissing over the area his thumbs soothed across. "i'm sorry aiyla, that i wasn't quicker or- that this.. it should never have happened." he paused, eyes closing. "not to you."

there was something else, that they had to talk about. "do you think i made the right call? with these just... the kids, you know? they were good, i mean they stuck to their word, they were great backup, couldn't fault that what so ever. if i'd left 'em that woman would be dead, n' i'd be taking a mom away from them two kids and i don't... i don't want to be a bad person, just 'coz it's the end of the world, not like that. what do you think? the right call or?" as always, her opinion mattered heavily to him. it was how it always had been and how it'd remain.

"i was hurt like that once- well, stabbed, not shot." elias revealed, not something he shared easily. actually, he really didn't share a lot from his life before.. he never thought it mattered much, that world was gone and this was what remained. "pissed the wrong people off, it was meant to be a send a message kind of situation but.. similar place, difference was i had to keep the knife in, and we had you know, ambulances, medics with all the equipment. pain relief by the masses when i came around, dread to think how shit that woman is going to feel but i remember feeling cold, when i came round from surgery." he was looking off, remembering. "not just a little chilly either, my entire body was shaking that's the kind of cold, so if that happens at least this would something helpful."

"that's a good idea, for the kids. as for the antibiotics i think they're just through there. we'll take the lot too, any of the medical supplies, worth having at the farm so nobody else can get them, we can always come back for pillows but those are more value than anything else." elias turned, at the three words that created the softer smile on the mans lips. "well, if we're making things crystal clear, just to make it abundantly, immensely obvious." he moved across the room, moving his hand up to cup one side of her face, he had rough hands, hands that'd got used to working on a farm but.. it didn't change that he'd always looked at her the same way, the same adoration. "it was always you, rhea. i loved you before rhea turned up and i love you after too, it never changed." with that he leaned down, his lips findings hers easily, he'd thought about kissing her enough times that it felt.. easy, normal, like they were meant to be. the tip of his nose resting against hers, it was brief, but like she said, they had to get back as soon as they could. "crystal clear?" he whispered, barely parting from her lips. "we can talk about it all night, you can call me an idiot every hour if you like, doesn't change how i feel."