#like seriously its funny how it doesn't compute

[milkphreak]

I find it really funny when someone is amazing at drawing their characters but terrible at making it in gacha club

[cerastes]

I still think it's really cool how Amuro starts as the shittiest pilot alive (because he's a 15-year old) that only gets carried because he's in the biggest, fattest stat stick in-universe at the time (a few retroactive additions made in the future notwithstanding), enough that even its crappy vulcan guns are tearing Zaku IIs apart, and when he starts getting a bit too cocky, Char and Ramba Ral show up in objectively inferior pieces of junk and absolutely deliver his pizza, they just drag his face across every available surface in Planet Earth like he's a Yakuza mook, all because they are simply that much better at piloting, and the thing is, Amuro takes that very seriously.

He goes from shitass kid in an unfortunate situation that doesn't want to get in the robot to the most unwell child soldier in the war, which is really saying something, but most importantly, becomes so good at piloting the Gundam that the Gundam physically cannot handle Amuro's piloting. They need to apply "Magnetic Coating" to its joints so they don't fucking snap away from the main frame because Amuro, one, moves too damn well but also in too extreme a way for the frame to handle it, two, despite being equipped with two sabers, a shield, a beam rifle and vulcan guns, Amuro is a stern believer in introducing most everyone in thagomizer range to his Rated Z for Zeon hands, the single most official pair of hands in the business, tax free. He KEEP going Ip Man on these dudes, he does NOT need to do a Jamestown on these mother fuckers but he INSISTS. Somehow even the Gundam Hammer, which is a giant Hannah Barbera cartoon flail-- Ok, look at this thing, words do not do it justice

Even this god damn Tom and Jerry prop is less savage that whatever Amuro decides to do the moment he's done throwing his shield to get a free kill on someone and it officially becomes bed time forever for the unfortunate sap at the business end of his ten-finger weapons of mass destruction.

The RX-78-2, "Gundam" for its friends and family, even has a top of the line cutting edge Learning Computer that 'learns' alongside the pilot and their habits. This data extracted from it was so absolutely fucked up that it completely revolutionized Mobile Suit combat afterwards, which is a wholesome thing to think about when The Best Combat Data Ever came from a really angry, really stressed 15 year old that doesn't even like piloting. He was 15! He made Haro with his own hands! Amuro literally just wanted to make funny cute spherical robofriends! Amuro was out there trying to make Kirby real, but fate had other plans for him. His cloned brain put in a pilot seat is one of the setting's strongest 'pilots'.

They made fucking Shadow the Hedgehog with his brain, god damn.

By the end, Zeon is rolling out Gelgoogs out of its mass production lines. These things are in the Gundam's ballpark in terms of overall specs (or "power level"). Amuro is bodying them as if they were episode 1 Zaku IIs.

AND THEN HE GETS FUCKING PSYCHIC SPACE POWERS. Not that he needed them, he bodied a couple Space Psychics without any of those powers before awakening to them. But heaven's most violent child was not done evolving, whether he liked it or not.

Char bodied him in a souped up Zaku II at the start, a machine objectively inferior to the Gundam. Amuro more or less one-sidedly beats the shit out of Char when he's in a custom Commander-type Gelgoog that you could consider to be equal spec-wise to the Gundam. Amuro is the embodiment of Finding Out. He is Consequences. You tell him he better make it hurt, better make it count, better kill you in one shot, buddy, he needs half a fucking shot. The complete transformation. One could consider the central 75% of the show as long drawn out training montage turning a kid into the Geese Howard of giant robots.

[anonymous-force]

some of my GCBC headcanons! mostly small details and silly ideas for now, because I'd like to present more serious ones... more seriously.

they get headache often, and each time they argue whether it's because Good switches too much or because of Bad frowning and clenching his jaw unconsciously.

they had two or three police horses in total. way before tlm1 one of the horses already retired, and it had a foal, which then became GCBC's new horse. you may say GCBC raised it, because he sometimes helped take care of it, being someone its mother can trust, and then participated in its training when it grew up. this foal is the horse we see in the movie. it's young, but it's most loyal and trusting, hence most fit for serious missions.

some of their skills are split between the two, especially those that they need for their job. it's mostly because they couldn't practice them twice, as police academy didn't account for that. even if they find themselves capable of doing some things they didn't personally learn, it's not perfect and isn't worth the risk.

continuing the split skills hc: Bad Cop can ride horses, unlike Good Cop, and Good can ride bikes, unlike Bad Cop. this is funny, because they'd probably want to swap those skills. it happened when they didn't realise this problem yet, so Bad didn't ask if Good wanted to do their mounted police training, until it was too late for him to catch up. to make up for that, he let Good handle whatever they were going to study next. of course he was mad when he realised that he missed out on something as cool as motorbikes.

GCBC had long hair at some point. they were already working on Business and this was an act of rebelion. it was always hidden under their helmet tho, but it felt liberating to break some rules, at least in secret.

Good Cop has hyperempathy and easily gets tired from people. casual kindness is fine, but when strangers expect him to support them, Bad Cop has to step in and assert his boundaries.

remember when Vitruvius and Lucy entered Emmet's mind? GCBC learned how to do that while working on their mindspace. except for them it's just a police car and they take turns driving it. it glows white, but when Bad Cop is in control it's red, and when Good Cop is in control it's blue. and when they fight for the wheel, it looks like police lights flashing... (not sure what about Scribbly tho)

they tried to make a rule that Good does chores on even days and Bad does them on odd days, but it didn't work out: they had to help each other when one of them had bad days or didn't like particular chores, and it became too confusing.

Good Cop has pet spiders which Bad Cop hates with his whole soul.

snakes and ladders is their least favourite board game. they used to have dozen of different games of this kind, because someone (*cough* Pa Cop *cough*) decided that it's a perfect solution to let them play together. for the record: they were almost adults when they found out about each other and it was awfully boring way to spend time.

instead, they love beating each other's scores in computer games, even though they don't play that often.

Emmet knew that Bad Cop would never forgive Business, but still wanted Business to do something for him as an apology. Bad would likely reject the whole idea, if he didn't need to ask for something really important. this is why they now own the marker artifact: he wanted to make sure that they could help Scribbly if something happened to his face (it doesn't stay for long on plastic...)

Scribbly has false memories of his life before Tacos Tuesday.

Scribbly loved Apocalypseburg's new style, because it gave him excuse to experiment with self-expression without looking like a teenager. Bad Cop would never judge him though. (a) he's used to Good's unusual interests and (b) he values him too much to ruin the fun (also Scribbly needs it to work on his identity crisis somehow...)

bonus??

I want to give Scribbly a dog!! what if he found a lost pupper during the apocalypse! when it became obvious that they won't find her owner, he adopted her. she makes a good company at his night patrols.

Scribbly made her her own Apocalypseburg outfit out of old K-9 equipment: added some spikes and crossed out "not" in "do not pet" on her collar.

Bad Cop doesn't mind the new pet, except for when she starts barking at him, trying to make him switch back to Scribbly. rude!

(also: I named her Thetis)

[the-crying-artist]

I made a post about this but I realized a lot of people haven't read or played IHNMAIMS so here's this

I have no mouth and I must scream over simplified summary 

5 people are kept trapped By the Allied master computer for its own entertainment for 109 year. Am won't let them die and starve them. They make their way across the world to go find canned food given to them by AM. when they get to the canned food they realize they have no way to open the cans. In the end Ted has to help kill everyone and stay behind after setting the others free from AM. After the others deaths Am turns Ted into a slug like creature.

Allied master computer ( AM)- Caine 

AM was made for war. He was made by the USA. There are 2 other Computers like him. Russian allied mastercomputer (RAM) and the Chinese allied mastercomputer. The story follows AM and doesn't really talk about the others. AM is able to keep them alive he can and does torture them they can be on the edge of death and he brings them back. The only real difference between AM and Caine is Caine doesn't hurt them on purpose and he likes them. That can always change though. AM killed everyone but 5 people he kept alive in him he made them suffer. They starve only eating the rotten food AM gives them when hes feeling ‘nice’

Ellen- Ragatha 

The only one who still has hope and is positive. She is the only woman out of the 5 survivors. She does ‘favors’ for the men only to keep them as sane as they can be. She doesn't like it but she does it to try to keep them sane. She is treated the worst. She takes care of everyone. 

Ted-Pomni?

He is the narrator and he is UNRELIABLE so take what he says with a grain of salt. Am is in his head he hallucinates. He thinks he's the most normal, he is not. AM is in his head and he runs away when he hallucinates and disappears and the group finds him when he's done.  In the end Ted and Ellen kill the others when they finally get the chance. Then Ted makes the ultimate sacrifice, he kills Ellen. leaving Ted the only Human AM has left. Then AM turns Ted into a slug-like creature.

Goristor- Jax?

He was against the war. He was a peaceful guy until he was taken by AM. Now he's apathetic and doesn't care anymore. He doesn't take it seriously, he doesn't care.

Benny- Kinger 

The only person who isn't completely suffering. Only because he is insane because of how much he was tortured by AM. Before he was trapped he was a brilliant and handsome scientist. Then one day AM took him and turned him into a monkey man. He has the mind of a child or animal.

Nimdok-?

Nimdok isn't even his name AM made him go by it cause he thinks it sounds funny. He was a Nazi scientist. But he doesn't really remember his past which AM thinks is really funny. Sometimes he would wander away from the group and come back even more traumatized.

These are all extremely simplified but I hope they are helpful to Yall.

[kanly-gr8]

Dazai x reader

“ A saved life „

Warning: Mentions of suicide

Type: one-shot

Wordcount: around 500 and 600

The tongue burns.

That's how it feels, to swallow up your own pain.

Something that tastes like acid...

Something that automatically makes you spit it out.

You hiss in pain, *that didn't taste good*

The wind blows against your skin, cold; a sharp reminder of reality, you are currently by a river bank, trying to drink up a bottle of shampoo...

Yeah well we all feel funny sometimes! Who doesn't want to take a bath in a random river by nature!?

...

The shampoo didn't taste good, you spat bubbles out, in pain.

Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, maybe it was despair, maybe it was the brainrot...

Or your blindful love for Dazai...

But for some reasons, today, you decided to swallow up shampoo and then throw yourself in the river, to end everything.

But only now you realize the shampoo part was *kinda useless*

Spitting bubbles didn't even entertain your mind anymore, you laughed.

A sharp, quiet laugh, that sent a twist of pleasure and shame down your spine.

Your stomach twisted, was it fear? Was it pain? Was it love?

Leaves all around, the nature doesn't feel welcoming, it doesn't feel good or bad, just cold.

Eventually, cold makes you warm — and that's when your close to death.

The same happened to your heart;

Your heart has been cold for a while, you've cried inside for an indefinite number of unity in your mind. And it's gone so cold it's now all warm.

It's dying, you're losing it.

But atleast, now, it's all over. It's finally over.

You can grab some rest, or is it rest?

Whatever's after life... Nothingness.. Hell.. Heaven... Reincarnation...

Whatever the outcome, whatever your beliefs,

This all ultimately felt out of your control, you only did your best.

But your best was never enough, it was worse.

That's how your existence felt.

Your existence, to its very essence, feels like a whole disease on its own, eating itself up.

You count to three, and let yourself go.

But, once you stopped counting, you didn't fall.

You got up, after seeing Dazai floating along the river, you threw the bottle of shampoo at him.

"Y/n! Why would you do this!? I was having my beauty self-care time! " He took his face out of the water, half-panting half-screaming, you shout "Take a bath while you're in there!"

*ah, shoot, maybe next week, i need to plan something else, this isn't ideal*

If Dazai was trying to kill himself the same way you were about to, that means it wasn't gonna work, Dazai never dies, and you refuse to take the plot armor curse.

Sometimes, all it takes is one interaction for you to push back your plans for a bit...

The issue was, this kept happening over and over again, no matter the amount of times you were about to try one your carefully crafted plans, he was there.

The sight of the water burns, and you can't get there.

...

You sat at your desk, the sounds of machinery echoing in your head, but your mind felt empty, this moment felt precise, your gut feeling felt like an equation: it's too complicated to resolve, but you know what it leads to.

And right now, your guts told you to speak to Dazai, so, while pretending to be bush on your computer typing, you secretly gulp, trumble, and mumble:

"Dazai, are you seriously working to save lives when you can barely save yours? "

Dazai turns around: "y/n, when are our lives ever saved? How do you define a saved life? "

...

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[chrissv4mp]

tornado warnings 🌪⚠️

warnings: vulgar language, maybe gets a little sexual but not real smut, getting back with an ex (don't do this seriously its the WORST decision you'll ever make)

author's note: GUYS i am so obsessed with sabrina carpenter so i js HADDDDD to make a matt oneshot based on one of her songs!!

edit: yall are getting this early bc i couldn't wait to post it & i also just hate having stuff in my drafts!!

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"matt," you laughed, stumbling over your own feet as you tried to make your way to him.

"c'mon, just a few more steps. don't fall now, darling." he joked, and you swear you felt nauseous at the thought of it.

your eyes glanced to the ground, and you forgot how high up you were. was the alcohol just making it seem higher?

you took the last few steps with caution, and right at the last one, you stepped on your shoelace, causing you to stumble forward.

"shit," matt gasped, grabbing your forearm tight but gentle enough that it wouldn't hurt. he pulled you back, the both of you falling on your asses on the roof.

matt laughed at your shocked expression, acting as if you hadn't almost broken bones. he was always like this, never feeling anything. and even if he did, he would just find it funny.

"what the fuck?" you gasped, and before you could even yell at him, you started to laugh. his laughter was contagious, everyone would agree.

his hold on you didn't last long, quickly pushing you out of his arms and getting to his feet.

your smile faded as you watches him crawl back into the house through the window, leaving you by yourself.

what kind of boyfriend does that?

you shook your head, fending off the bad thoughts and quickly thinking of how many other guys were worse. matt wasn't even a bad boyfriend.

he just... was a little scared of relationships. it was the commitment, he always said.

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sighing, you stared up at the ceiling of the office, the only sound in the room being a pen writing on paper and your quiet breaths.

"so, back to what we talked about last session, your boyfriend?--"

"ex." you corrected, looking back in your therapists direction.

"oh, i'm sorry ms. y/l/n. uhm, you said you felt unwanted, but that you still believed he had a good heart, is that correct?" the man asked, looking down at the paper in his clipboard.

"yeah, yes, that's right." you breathed, fidgeting with your hands as you looked around the room.

"you also said that you planned to breakup with him, cut off all communication. have you spoken to him since said breakup?" he tilted his head, looking up from his clipboard.

shit.

"no, no i haven't. never saw him. never kissed him." you said, your voice growing quiet as you said the last words.

if he didn't see it, it doesn't exist. he doesn't have to know.

the man sighed, taking his glasses off before placing them on a table to the side, "ms. y/l/n, this is a safe space, you know that. we've been doing these sessions for a little over 7 months now, and i'm sure that you know everything you tell me in here is private and is never spoken of outside this office."

"i know, i do feel that this is a safe space. and i swear to you i'm telling the truth. im over that son of a bitch. he's the worst." your lips curved into a reassuring smile, and unsurprisingly it hadn't helped your case.

"okay," he sighed.

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you glanced at the clock on the wall, sitting at the island in your kitchen as you finished up some work on your computer.

your phone was left untouched next to your mouse pad and you silently prayed that it remained silent.

the screen lit up, and an array of messages suddenly blew up your phone.

great, just what you wanted!

you didn't take your eyes off the computer screen, but as soon as you saw matts contact name in the corner of your eye, you couldn't help but grab the phone.

matt🫀: 'can i come over???'

matt🫀: 'nvm im already On my way!'

matt🫀: 'bringing snacks btw, we should watch a movie if ur down'

matt🫀: 'was gonna ask what u wanted but u take centuries to reply soooo coke and kit-kats it is :)

"what?" you whispered, chuckling quietly at his texts.

no, you can't laugh. none of this was funny, and he knows that he's crossing your boundaries right now. why does he always do this?

you: you js keep gaining red flags every day, we're not playing capture the flag, ykw that right?🚩

matt🫀: we're always playing capture the flag, the only flags i collect r green tho!💋

he couldn't be serious. was he even real?

you: sassy man apocalypse has started yet again😱

matt🫀: you take the man out of the sassy apocalypse, not the sassy out the man🤷‍♀️

you: your the worst

matt🫀: you're*

your thumb hit the power button, and not even a minute later, the doorbell rung.

having forgotten about your laptop, you quickly jumped to your feet and ran to the door. a smile was plastered on your lips, and you couldn't seem to get rid of it.

why must you always fall for his tricks. he's such a dick.

"hey, darling," he smiled, his backpack hanging off one shoulder and a plastic grocery bag hanging off the other.

his pet name caught you off guard, and you swore your knees almost gave out. no man has ever made you as weak as matt has.

who does he think he is?

"hi, matt." you smiled, and he didn't hesitate when he leaned down to kiss you.

your hand went to his chest, pushing him back and moving your head to the side even if your hand kept him back.

he scoffed in fake offense, pulling away, "you're no fun, y'know?"

"i'm fully aware." you laughed before moving to the side to let him in.

he went straight to your room, having known your house so well since he had been living with you for a while before.

all doubtful thoughts were thrown out the window as you made your way to the bedroom. you caught matts eye as you made you walked in.

"c'mere," he smiled, gesturing you over with a wave of his hand, "what movie should we watch?"

you couldn't help but smile, almost forgetting all the prominent red flags that he had. he was the worst.

or maybe he wasn't as bad as you thought. maybe it was just you.

he was good for you. he kept you on your feet, kept you grounded.

"baby." he said, his voice breaking you out of your thoughts, "come here,"

matt smiled as he patted the empty spot next to him, and you wasted no time in getting on the bed and situating yourself beside him.

his hand grazes your thigh as he reaches over you for the remote, turning the TV on before scrolling through endless amounts of movies.

"superhero movie?" he asked quietly, looking over at you as you shook your head.

"wow, surprising." he joked, clicking through some more movies that didn't catch either of your eyes.

matt ditched the remote on what used to be his nightstand before he rolled over to face you.

his eyes were still that deep blue that you loved, and the smirk on his face didn't help as you tried to look away.

"i missed you," matt muttered, his voice soft as his fingers danced along the skin of your arm.

your breath hitched as his hand found the hem of your shirt and went under it, that stupid smirk on his face making it impossible for you to deny him.

"matt, we can't--"

"shh," his lips were dangerously close to yours now, and you didn't even want to question how he got so close to you in just a few seconds.

"there's not a rule that we can't, and we both know you need this. just let me relieve your stress, yeah?"

what the fuck is matthew sturniolos secret.

his hand traveled further up your shirt until it landed on your breast, and you couldn't help the gasp that escapes your lips as he squeezed it.

with his free hand, he propped himself on top of you, knees on either side of your body as he leaned down to your lips.

you couldn't resist him, not now that he was corrupting all your senses. all you knew was him now.

"no, matt." you muttered against his lips, your hand gentle against his chest as you tried but failed to push him away.

you couldn't do this anymore. it was killing you. he didn't want anything more than just a fuck-buddy and you both knew that.

so why was it so hard to push him away?

"matt," you gasped as you felt his lips on your neck, his smell intoxicating as your eyes fluttered shut.

no, you wouldn't do this anymore.

"matt, get off." your gentleness was gone now as you pushed him with real strength, he didn't give a single fuck about you, really.

the boy didn't hesitate to stop, quickly climbing off you before plopping right back next to you on the bed.

"shit, i'm sorry, baby." he muttered, real worry in his voice.

you shook your head, sitting up as you covered you face with your hands.

"please, just leave. we can't do this anymore. seriously." you sighed, tears pricking in your eyes.

"but--" matt tried, but you cut him off just as he was about to start begging.

"get out, matt." your hands went back to your sides, but you didn't dare look at him.

he would only reel you back in.

the boy sighed, frowning as he collected his stuff slowly.

he stopped when he reached the doorway of your bedroom, turning back to look at you, and this time you looked back.

"i do love you, y/n." he said quietly before leaving, shutting the door gently.

your lips parted as you took in the words that had just left his mouth.

no, it was a lie. it always was.

it wasn't true, right?

this was just another red flag to add to the list. all the lies he'd say.

fuck, he drives you crazy.

. . .

[rontra]

some more failteacher yuri asks... go here. go in the roundup ❤

princedetectives asked:

the failteacher yuri comics youve been making are so so great i love lesbianism so much. genuinely its really impressive the quality of it and the storyline youve set up <- just realized ive been anticipating the next comics like a weekly manga or something

HELP that's funny i'm flattered you're so invested!!! the season's hottest ongoing 😭 i love lesbianism too god bless us all . thank you!!

cuddlebearable asked:

"what are lesbians into" with the fucking focused-ass look on her face fucking killed me it is so funny and the "good luck with that" really nails it down oh my god thank you so much for sharing these failgirl lesbians with us

Anonymous asked:

every time I read a new chapter of failteacher yuri I whoop and holler so loud the earth beneath me rumbles. thank you so much for the comic, your art and humour and writing are immaculate

YOU GUYS ARE SO SWEET!!!! HFHBG THANK YOU... i'm happy you think its funny 🥰 no matter how many Taking It Seriously episodes we have...there will always be silly women getting into Situations<3

Anonymous asked:

I just want to say that you’re a fucking genius. I think failteacher yuri might be the greatest invention ever created. Thank you for bringing this to us <3

i guarantee someone else has had the idea that they should kiss before me but it is my honor to flood their tags with my gray ass canvases 🫡 thank you for reading!

aokozaki asked:

Timeline Divergence occurs when Miss Toriumi requests Becky on the same night that would've been Operation Maidwatch. Joker, Mishima, and Ryuji get some other maid who immediately notices they're underage and calls it off > Joker never sees her again because there's no chance encounter helping them out at school > They never make a "deal" forming a Confidant > The role of Temperance Arcana will be played by that one student who sits behind Joker and doesn't mention the cat or lockpicks or sleeping in class "Look man, I'm not gonna ask" (← virtues of temperance and grace)

👆 this is pretty much the exact handwave going on here yeah. ASSUMING the plot of p5 is even happening in the background ofc (???) <- has no plans to address this

but if it is, yeah pretty much the paths just coincidentally never intersect due to Hermit Meddling. i cant believe ms toriumi from p3 intercepted our confidant 😭 I LOVE THE STUDENT BEHIND YOU GAG THOUGH THATS SO FUNNY HDFHJBGKJM MINDING MY OWN FUCKING BUSINESS #TEMPERANCE #BALANCE #MODERATION #HARMONY

"this is the computer. you're not getting that" (kawakami voice) its so fucking over

[shadowscommand]

Would you like to share more Mace headcannons maybe in how he is in his daily life.... I love that you talk about Mace he doesn't get enough love! Do you also have a name headcanon forhim?

oh my goddd yes i would 🥺🥺 also i do actually! since cod likes to reuse names i thought it would be funny to name him after someone from ghosts. elias fits best imo, with ghost/others using eli for short 😌 @/cod i am willing to accept another name give us more mace dialogue. NOW. but anyways..

early riser i think even after nights where he went to bed late. he can't help it once he wakes up, hes up and his internal clock won't let him sleep in. but hes fine with it his sleep tends to be restful and he likes a regular-ish schedule

he doesnt expect much good out of other people. every so often hes pleasantly surprised but most of the time he has his distrust affirmed. i imagine with graves hes playing it very carefully. if they did not have a past connection he would not be working with him

if he can take the time he really likes to go to shows and he does so often. any live music event at a bar or small stadium he is thereee even if he doesn't know the band. he wants New Music always

he doesn't use spotify. he uses youtube and either buys physical albums that he downloads to a computer then to his phone or he uses bandcamp. he has a lot of feelings about how artists should be compensated bc he listens to very very small artists most times

he also listens to well known artists who hes less serious about making sure they get their money. when finding music hes more concerned with liking the sound so hes not against listening to artists who are well known horrible people but he very seriously does not want them to benefit from it.

hes a Wikipedia Guy. its super easy for him to go down a rabbithole of learning about something he didnt go on the website for. he will open up the linked sources for shit that really catches his eye.

bc of this hes rly good at trivia! he always has a little point to add about something he read, assuming he feels the need to tell it. i imagine with some meathead shadows itd be a pain in the ass trying to have an intelligent conversation so he wouldnt waste his breath. still cordial with them though.

[reality-of-woes]

💐, 🌼, and 🌻? (I know you’ll like 💐 bc your partners are nerds)

A/N: AUGH Dahlia I'm sooooo sorry this took so long to answer,, I literally had it finished and clicked off of it by mistake and lost. Everything I was writing so I had to do it all over again :'( BUT WE PERSEVERE!! Thank you sooo much for the ask as always,, and the nerd callout lmao

-I'll be answering all of these for my thg dr!!! Full names have been avoided tho bcs. I'm not trying to show up on ppls dashes & get put in a reddit cringe comp yk </3

💐: Do your s/os have a certain interest or hobby that they gush about? How long have they been enraptured by it? Have they tried to get you interested too?

H- There's the obvious poetry, and the eventual looking after geese, but those hobbies are very personal and I don't think I'd want to encroach on them too much. He does read a lot though, when hes sober, brings books to games control and stuff- genre doesn't seem to matter so much but he leans toward histories, biographies, collections of geographical information or short stories. Its always interesting to walk in and see whatever he's picked up on a given day, and I like to ask about them on his better days because hearing him give terrible abridged explanations of serious capitol history or legacy or whatever is pretty funny.

B- Invention is again the obvious, but I think given the workload the Capitol give him and the influence it has on the rebellion, building some new machine for the workforce or coding is much more of a job for him than a hobby. In terms of actual hobbies, he collects a lot of really old stuff. Most of it is unusable or scrap tech parts, but he has a good deal of pre-panem records and complicated machines that he works on repairing in his spare time. I'm hopeless with tech and mechanical stuff, but I think I'd enjoy getting to hear him talk over the phone about some ancient computer element he managed to get his hands on. The process of putting it back together might not make sense to me, but I'm still invested in it.

C- Cooking! He doesn't do it very often because, again, he isn't usually sober, but getting to test recipes and intricate techniques and just sort of. Learn how to make good food without any monetary strings attached is very enjoyable for him. He can't bake so well, but the savory stuff he's made that I've been able to taste has been phenomenal. Of everybody hes also the most encouraging and spontaneous with his bursts of inspiration- most of our calls are ridiculously late at night, spurred on by an outlandish flavor combination he thought of on the spot and now wants my opinion on. I've shared a lot of traditional D10 recipes with him to reportedly good results, and it makes me happy to know he takes my thoughts on it all so seriously.

W-Her biggest hobby really is inventing- I don't think she talks about it as much, not unless somebody asks or shes actively bouncing new ideas off of someone like Bee, but she definitely gets into a zone when shes drawing up some plan or strategy to build a new machine that is very interesting to watch from an outsiders perspective. I think for her it sort of comes naturally, the desire to build things that better peoples lives and then the execution of that idea in the however-many-stages it goes through, and shes always in her element when shes being challenged by what shes building, which is nice to see. It really is like the world melts away when she has a final concept in mind to work towards, and I'm happy it makes her so happy.

🌼: What do you find the most beautiful about your s/os? What about that aspect of them is so beautiful to you? In turn, what do they think the most beautiful thing about you is?

H- The most beautiful thing about him to me is how hopeful he is. It might sound kinda cliche or dumb but the rare moments of genuine hope I've seen from him- they're always there, just buried most of the time- are so beautiful and raw and I really love that about him, how even through his outward cynicism he always carries that internal sweetness. I also think he has a very beautiful way of thinking- miserable, and dark, but I think there's a lot of merit and poetic quality to that. In terms of physical attributes alone though? 100% his hair. Black curls are just really pretty idk what to tell you

B- His hands. I've dedicated posts to them before and I'll do it again,, his hands,, so pretty,,,, whats that one post um. "If a woman tells you you have nice hands it means shes sending her friends the kind of texts serial killers would send. Free her" its that its that. ASIDE from the hands, his most beautiful quality is his intelligence & dedication. I could literally fill notebooks writing about how deeply touched I am by his meticulous care for everything & in fact I probably will.

C- His humor. Are the jokes terrible? Yes. Does anyone really laugh at them? Not really! But me personally I think the self-deprecating humor and big smile and earnest everything-ness that he exudes is sooooo charming so pleasing so wonderful,,, I love a very genuinely awkward but sweet person I really do and he just. Encapsulates that so completely & I think its beautiful. Again, in terms of just physical attributes, I'd say his smile (obv) aaand maybe his height. I usually go for shorter guys but hes much taller than me and theres something doubly charming about someone so tall being so like. Open and awkward !! I think its cute!!!!!!

W- Her eyes. She stares a lot, and some people find that kind of off-putting (cough cough Hay describing her in the new book as 'unnerving',,,) but they're beautiful to me because they're so expressive and clear that it makes them super easy to capture in drawings or describe. I also think her voice is absolutely lovely, even if she doesn't speak so much. Its quiet but so pretty, and listening to her describe a recent invention? Listening to her sing?? I'm charmed I'm enamored I'm down astronomically bad. Then of course there's her intelligence, which just like,,,,, the capacity to understand everything she does, and to do it so effortlessly, is really brilliant to me. Like its incomprehensible but so cool and I love that about her

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As for what they think of me? I really don't know!!! I think I'm pretty enough, so maybe my face? My sarcasm? My knowledge- not so much in academics or machines, but in medicine and plants? My singing? My loyalty?? Genuinely who's to say. Maybe none of those things!!! I'll have to ask sometime lol

🌻: How do your friends describe you and your s/os relationship? Do you and your s/os share a lot about your relationship or do you keep a lot of it secret?

Though our relationship is very secret (It isn't even legal to be queer, so we can hardly get away with a public 5 person inter-district polycule) my close friends know, or have inferred, that I'm dating other victors by the time we hit our late thirties. Naturally my brother Fleece found out first when he discovered the back section of my music notebook was entirely dedicated to songs about them, which meant his wife found out about 20 minutes later. He probably sees it as sweet, or maybe tragic- but Bovie is much more pessimistic about it. I think she would describe us as irresponsible for letting it get to that point, both because of the danger it poses to us and possible bias against helping our own district. She isn't wrong in fairness, but I can already tell its going to cause some sort of argument in future. As for my other friends- Fleeces bandmates & Celio, whos mother ran the apothecary I worked in before the games, I think they would mind their business to a point, or share Fleeces sentiment about it being nice but tragic. Overall, I don't think they would pay it too much mind unless I actively brought it up- which I probably wouldn't do.

[mocacheezy]

Moca watches: Fox's Peter Pan & The Pirates, Peter on Trial

Watching episodes out of order really does mess up the flow of the story, because the leap between how Hook plays now, versus later in the show is so damn big. And we don't know when he lost his hand, but if he's only recently started playing again it makes perfect sense as to why he is so bad at it.

Smee is out here risking his life to stop all that horrible noise. Really taking one for the team by bringing up inventory.

Oh look, Peter's Shadow makes an appearance! :D

I am grateful that I am even able to watch this show but WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING SIR. The amount of replaying I do to try and understand what on Earth is being said hasn't been this high since I was 11 and trying to decipher audio from a 144px video while having the box of a computer wheezing its dying breaths. In short, modern video & audio quality have spoiled me immensely.

I cannot take anything seriously with Peter looking like that

Smee you dumbass, as long as someone asks nicely you'd just give them whatever they want. He JUST finished locking up Pan's arms and was ready to pass the key to Peter, because he asked for it. I love this old dude. XD

Ah Wendy. Once again using politeness and pointing out 'good form' to get Peter out of trouble. She's so good at manipulation, she would make for an amazing lawyer. She probably will be.

OH? Hook is not going for it?? 8D

WAIT A MINUTE, ISTHE CREW GOING TO CONVINCE HIM??? DO YOU GUYS WANT TO LEAVE NEVERLAND OR NOT?!

Mullins, you are unhinged.

Don't tell me he's gonna fall for it. Don't tell me the dramatics are going to get him on board this. (Ofc they will, what is the title of the episode if not trial)

WENDY YOU SAVAGE!! XD Girl straight up implied Hook lacks confidence in his ability of debate, and she tied the bow with a "Then surely you cannot fear a mere girl." She would be my role model as a kid. She should just take his hat while she's at it, I bet she'd be somehow able to take over the ship just by her smarts.

Wendy is awesome.

This is the face of someone who knows there will be great fun happening soon.

AN IMPARTIAL JURY XDDD

Ah yes, the "but but but" strategy doesn't hold up for long. And you did challenge him to a debate Wendy.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT USE THE CROCODILE HAS, BECAUSE I CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT ON EARTH WAS SAID The joys of not being a native english speaker.

This trial is a sham. I love it. Smee is so incompetent. Peter cares only for the amazing story this experience will make. Hook is living his best life being dramatic. What more could you want?

PETER SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!

I shouldn't be surprised that the boys are fighting, and yet. Michael and Tink are going to have to make some noise or there will be a Trojan horse digging a tunnel under the sea to the Jolly Roger and attacking the ship from the side.

Billy Jukes, of reasonable intelligence, pleads innocence at the wrong trial.

BILLY SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!!

"The sun is behind us, he can't see us." *cuts to Hook seeing them crystal clear through the telescope*

Oh yea, cluster around kiddos, the canon ball will get a bowling strike.

"guilty, guilty, guilty. I rest my case." I AM WHEEZING SO HARD I CAN'T BREATHE, THIS SHOULDN'T BE AS FUNNY AS IT IS.

They just HAD to try the Trojan horse. They did an amazing job with how fast they got it, but

"And cheats never prosper."

"She couldn't save a penny." TINKERBELL SLAMS INTO THE RING!

For real though, I would love seeing these two hurl insults at each other. LET THE GIRLS FIGHT!!!

PETER TELLING TINK WENDY HAS TO BE GIVEN A CHANCE TO WIN THE TRIAL FAIR AND SQUARE?? Goldfish memory he may have, but when he believes in someone he truly does believe with his all.

Wendy is playing the jury like a fiddle.

Hook is surrounded by idiots. I couldn't be happier.

YOOOOOOOO GOOD POINT GOOD POINT!!!!!

It is cheating, BUT HE'S GOT A POINT!

What was that about Wendy "being unable to save a cent, much less everyone" Tink?

And the Trojan horse gets to deliver justice.

EDIT: Was Wendy using a STRAWMAN ARGUMENT TO WIN THIS CASE???? XDDDDDDD Oh my goth, no wonder she gets a congratulation for her superb victory against a pirate XDDDD

That's it, Wendy as a pirate-esque future-lawyer headcanon locked in. Using underhanded methods for good, this girl will be going places. (and while technically that wouldn't be a possible profession for her time, I still chose to believe she WOULD somehow find a way to do it.)

[what-the-hell-is-going-on-here]

you. do you have any vore hcs for dala. or mobius perhaps

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hmmmm….. Yes. Yes I Do. 😈

first vibes are switch. definitely pred leaning, but prey with people she’s comfortable with. it’s rarer, but not out of the question.

honestly.. i think dala could be kinda shy sometimes with noms, especially in public! but, around someone she’s comfortable with, she is SUCH a tease, both pred and prey.. i’d imagine pretty protective too. she’d love eating someone and just chilling with them in her tummy all day i think… she’d let someone stay in as long as they want- she’s having a great time and doesn't mind one bit

very much a nerd, like the rest of the crew, but especially on the physical feelings. she thinks its really cool how close you can be to someone without being harmed.. loves the intimacy, platonic or as a show of romantic love. it’s more personal to her, not as much of a casual act as 8 sees it sometimes. she isn't offended with how 8 views it, she just thinks it's something you’d only do with someone you really trust, and it should be treated seriously! but once she’s comfortable with someone, she can be a little silly sometimes

very picky with her prey. very picky with their CLEANLINESS, too. like klein, you’ve gotta be SPOTLESS. your shoes are OFF and you better be clean or else ur getting a bath with a washcloth. no exceptions.

biiiig mouthplay girl. i’d imagine she’d be relatively gentle unless her prey says otherwise- it gives her something to fiddle with while she works. it’s especially helpful since it’s hands free :3 can imagine her doing some solo computer or lab work with her mouth full since her hands are occupied (OOUGHGHGHHHHHHJ I NEED)

hmm.. despite my first instinct, i think she’d prefer solo prey instead of multiple. idk she just gives off the energy to wanna be close to one person and not overwhelm herself with too much all at once

can totally imagine her rambling about how someone tastes to tease them…AWUGHGHGHH

tastes like passionfruit and raspberry sorbet

noww…. for mobius..

switch, kinda like how dala is. pred-leaning, but he doesn’t mind being prey sometimes. depends on his mood, really, but hes mostly pred

im thinking also very protective. he’ll chat with his prey the whole time as if they’re just standing in front of him, confusing every single person around him who doesnt know LMAOO

“blah blah blah did you know that the longest living whale was over 200 years old? it was a bowhead whale… quiet cool….!!” 

“...MOBIUS WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING TO?????”

couldn't care less if anyone finds out he ate someone. he might be a little embarrassed if he’s around higher-ups or people he aren't as close to, but with the rest of the thi//nk ta//nk he doesn't mind at all. he finds it kinda funny when his prey get embarrassed if other people point it out

klein is totally his fav prey, and klein hates it. (he gives big pred energy but mobius is the exception for him LMAO. pre-tank, ofc. we know they have their whole Thing later on. ….ooh i could make angst out of that)

such a sucker for rubs. he wouldn't admit it in words, but everyone can tell. he just can't get enough of the full feeling :3 he could quite literally fall asleep if it’s done too long LMAO

unfortunately… very, very forgetful. he’ll misplace a tiny and start worrying over it until he feels squirms in his gut, or forget he ate someone and take 5 mentats then get all confused when he feels something move inside of him. be ready for impromptu-foodplay, cause he’ll drink tea or coffee completely forgetting about his prey inside.

he’s totally down for multiple prey. not too much, maybe 2-3, but he’s soaking up the attention the whole time. 

tastes like those green melon sodas and cucumbers, surprisingly

i feel like i could make more hcs if i sat on this more but WHATEVA HERE YOU GO !!!

i apologize if these are trash- im not as good as characterizing these two 🤞 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 i hope you enjoy nonetheless……

[roskirambles]

Halloween Movie of the Day: Hotel Transylvania (2012)

Monsters. They lurk the night, and instill terror in the hearts of people. Or at least that's what is said: in practice they're hunted, feared and would just rather be left alone. Fortunately for them, there's just the right place for them to take a break without the interference of those pesky humans: the five star resort Hotel Transylvania. And lucky them; Count Dracula, the owner himself, is throwing a party to celebrate his daughter Mavis' 118 birthday! It's a monster mash of the best order!

What's that? That one is not a monster, but a young human backpacking through the region. And he's hitting on Mavis!

And… she likes him back? Hoo boy…

Directed by Gendy Tartakovsky of Dexter's Lab, Samurai Jack and Primal fame, this movie is absolutely bursting at the seams with manic energy on it's rapid fire comedy. Building on a LONG tradition of spoofs, references and parodies of these classic monsters, the humor doesn't really let go: EVERY monster here is reduced to a funny caricature of what initially made them scary, with Drac himself being more of an embarassing dad than the comanding lord of vampires. Which is fun(the animation being so expressive as expected from Tartakovsky), but it honestly sounds kind of… draining when put like that. Like a sugar rush of corny jokes and slapstick, which isn't enough to sustain a movie.

Until the emotional backbone of the movie hits, that is.

Wisely, this first entry knows to give enough dramatic depth to the story to carry it through. In spite of the more overt goofiness, Adam Sandler's take on Dracula is sympathetic and relatable in that his fears DO have a justification, being rooted in loss and grief. Likewise, the entire point of Mavis' struggle is a fairly universally relatable one that is only accentuated by her monstrous nature.

It's incredibly lighthearted, and has fun with its inspirations. But at times, that's just what the doctor ordered.

Seriously though, the animation of these movies is honestly one of the biggest highlights.

There's moments where it feels a little too much for my taste, sure, but the posing is just Tartakovsky throwing everything but the kitchen sink. With an unorthodox approach to 3D animation at the time, the man and his team just broke some of the rules of how the technique works to maximize the impact of every frame.

In 3D animation, you usally have 3D models upon which you put skeletal rigs so you can move their joints to a limited level. Moreover, the computer simluates the optical blur that comes with the motion of objects ina mathematically precise but rather flat way. Well, both things were nullified here: to maximize the visual clarity of fast movements, the motion blur was almost cut entirely so the shapes remained as legible as possible(which was a smart move and a must with some of the movements in this film being pretty much lighting fast, changing poses agressively from frame to frame).

And the skeletal rigs? Well, they tend to be limited in how much you can pose your character... so Tartakovsky pretty much made the animators outright DEFORM the models frame by frame in many animations to make them hit the mark he desired. He made this movie not in small part so he could get the fifth Season of Samurai Jack done, but he didn't half ass the job and what could've been a bog standard kids comedy was injected with a lot of energy because of this.

God, you've no idea how much I admire this man's work.

Not the ideal monster mash to end this collaboration, but what the heck. Next days will be more light hearted, Halloween stuff.

[gren-arlio]

We are so back. Well, I somewhat am. Welcome to Episode 11 of (Waku) Puyo Extras.

(What a lovely image of Rulue and Minotauros as a team. Surely nothing bad will bestow him...seriously, this image is amazing.)

Hey everyone, Gren here, back from my break. It was a nice break, and I was able to focus on schoolwork. We don't talk about my Pre-Calc grade (just know I got a C) but I got an A in every other class. This episode is a little late because I was focused on the Splatoon 3 Splatfest (I was Team Handshake, GGS to all,) but it's here nevertheless.

As the year is slowly coming to an end, my workload increases. I think this'll be the last Extras episode until the NEW Episode of Waku Puyo Translations. Which means me dying to Kikimora text. Fun, yeah? Yeah.

So, with my absence, what game will we cover this time around? Well it's one I've mentioned a couple of times, which is...actually kind of nice, no researching history for me; Rulue's Spring Break of Fists...or Rulue's Iron-Fist Spring Break. For today, I'll use the first version.

This game is thankfully one of the easier ones to get footage of. Besides, the game itself is fairly interesting with its current casting, with people that you don't really see every day. And hey, this is the first time we've properly covered Rulue here, so there's a first for everything.

With this, I really hope you enjoy this and my derusting of my skills.

Oh, and random thing. My account turned 2 recently, though I began posting...in April of this year? Wahoo.

What's the Origins for the Game itself?

Similar to many games I've covered here (if only I had a good computer, I would probably make a funny YouTube series,) Rulue's Spring Break of Fists is a Disc System game released on Volume 14 of Disc Station Magazines in 1997.

(The opening to the game. Nothing amazing, but certainly an...opening?)

The game itself is somewhat of a Choose Your Own Adventure game, with you playing as the lady herself, Rulue. Here, you get to...choose your own adventure. There's three main things you can do:

Find the five divine treasures.

Explore the land. Or "The Wonderful Land".

Gather ingredients to cook.

It's interesting how the character most associated with fighting has a game where... you kinda don't fight unless it's a very specific circumstance, which I'll get into later.

Visually, I won't deny, it depends from person to person. If you like the 90s Moe eyes, then this artstyle is genuinely amazing, but if not, lotta characters look weird.

(This is a prime example, with Kikimora. Her eyes are huge, and personally I like them, but I can totally see why someone doesn't.)

So for this episode, I'll throw a question/poll:

This'll last a week, and I'm curious to see.

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How About Gameplay?

Something I want to note for this game is that in this... there's a LOT of different dialog choices. You're gonna have split paths all the time, though to my knowledge, they more just impede you until you guess right...or get a bad ending.

(Something like this. Also, rare Black Kikimora appearance, though...with an item Rulue gets, she transforms back into Kiki? It's odd.)

Whilst exploring and doing the routes, something you'll note is that there's a lot of quizzes, questionnaires, etc. Now why does this matter?

Because some of these questions are fucking hilarious man

What do I mean? Well, y'all know Momomo? Silly little shopkeeper? Well, they ask you a question for a quiz, and guess what the question is?

How much Yen will it cost to buy Disc Station Magazine Vol. 1 through 13 on their online store?

(This is Rulue trying to solve that question. Lowkey...I forgot the answer.)

This guy really thinks I know. And I think inflation has really made these prices seem cheap in the long run...

Oh, and another question, one I've mentioned before. You encounter Witch in one of the routes (oh boy), and she gives you a quiz also, albeit one that's...certainly biased towards her, asking stuff is "How cool am I?" And them sorta deals. Though, one question is literally "What is the size of my top?"

This game loves its odd questions.

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So, What's the Story? Well, Stories?

Well, simply put, apparently this game is after Chaotic Final Exam, and is MUCH calmer than said game. People from the game apparently have new personalities due to the events of the game, and Rulue...is delivering letters given via Masked Prince.

As stated prior, there's three routes in this game:

Characters that appear on all routes are Arle, Rulue, Masked Prince, and I believe Momomo.

Route A:

Rulue sets to find 5 magic items. Most notable characters here are Apparently Schezo, Serilly, Draco, Minotauros, and shockingly, Count and Vamp.

(Quite the shock, eh?)

This route...is certainly interesting. Between seeing Mino battered and bloodied by a fight, a literal possessed Arle by Count (or Vamp,) you FIGHTING Arle due to that, same deal goes for Schezo, he also got possessed, and a final fight with Count if he was overly buff...it's certainly one hellva route.

(This is...wow. What an experience.)

Route B:

Rulue, with envelopes given via Masked Prince, has one of them stolen by something, and she goes to investigate it. Getting sucked into a "Wonderland," younalso get some backstory about Rulue, notably hearing her grandmother. I'll tell y'all, I was given help by people who work on the Puyo Nexus and other Puyo Translations:

Rulue and her grandmother were very close, and she gave Rulue a music box when she was about 5 years old, under a Sakura tree. When she turned 6, her grandmother fell ill, and Rulue, upset that she wasn't spending time with her on her birthday, breaks the music box.

However, when Rulue sleeps, she has a dream about her grandmother, with her saying to not be upset with her...and when Rulue woke up, she felt like she'd never see her grandmother again.

(Edit:

Notable characters here are Kikimora and Black Kikimora, Serilly, Rulue's grandmother, and Demon Servant. Yeah, he's alive in this game.

I forgot to credit the main person who did this part, @klug. That's completely on me, my apologies. They did help quite a good bit for this, so thank them for the research and info. Wouldn't have gotten this without them. Again, apologies for not putting credit.

Here's their Puyo Nexus page. Go check em out.)

(YOU'RE ALIVE IN THIS GAME?)

So you know when I said this game was a lot more casual? I look real silly saying that now.

Route C:

Easily the most casual route, Rulue...is trying to cook. The grill calls for her name. I'm not joking when I say that the only characters here are Momomo and Witch. I guess Witch can cook?

This route is uh, odd. You spent most of the time doing quizzes and route splits because...I guess Witch and Momomo feel devious today. This route is notable for Witch asking that question in her quiz and only having 5 endings...Yep. 5 endings.

Something I've neglected is the ending to these routes.

There's about 30 of them.

Yeah. Good luck.

(Autism be damned, Witch can apparently cook. Just have fun on the quiz.)

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So, The OST and Final Verdict?

The games ost is honestly decent. I can't describe it well but a lot of the music is just flat out solid, with no real complaints here. I'd say check it out at least.

And the final verdict?

The game itself is honestly very fun to browse and look around. The game gives us Rulue lore RANDOMLY that I'll gladly accept, Demon Servant, Count, and Vamp make an appearance, and the game, while confusing, is really fun to watch.

I'd say for Disc Station, it's very solid.

With that...that'll be all for today. Next week I won't post due to Thanksgiving and spending time with my family, but next time we meet, we'll finally continue our Waku Waku Puyo Puyo Dungeon translations after SO long.

See y'all then. Hope you enjoyed the show.

[otakween]

Digimon Tamers - Episode 47

Another creepy Juri-centric episode. She's kinda like the Ken of this season with all her trauma. It felt like this episode was jam packed with so much information that none of it had much of an emotional impact on me. Too frenetic. Crazy that there's only 4 episodes left! Let's see where things go...

Notes:

I swear Japan latches onto the randomest things. "Grani" is a reference to a horse from a Scandinavian legend. I looked this up and Grani is mentioned in several Japanese video game franchises: Final Fantasy, Fire Emblem, and Arknights. They also mentioned the "famous knight Siegfried" who I'm pretty sure was referenced in .Hack. Either these obscure (to me) stories are common knowledge in Japan or writers in the anime/gaming industry are a bunch of history/lit nerds (I mean...that checks out).

We learn that Juri's fixation on "fate" spawned from childhood trauma when her mom died and her dad said it was her "fate." Yeah...that would mess anyone up at that age. I was terrified of dying when I was a kid.

Why are the kids just standing around inside a van instead of being properly secured with seatbelts? >:/ Well...I know they've faced far worse danger, but still! Think of the children, Digimon Tamers!

Lots of aesthetic, early 2000s computer desktop shots in this, very nice

A little confused how everyone realized that Juri was inside the big blob thing. Like, Takato knew that fake Juri was in there since they had their confrontation, but that doesn't necessarily mean that real Juri's in there, no? I guess they just assumed since she's nowhere to be found.

Glad that Juri's dad realized the error of his ways, but he can't really use "awkwardness" as an excuse for his neglect. I simultaneously feel bad for and am frustrated with her step mom who seems like a doormat. Ruki's mom being bad at comforting her was funny and relatable.

Takato begging Juri's dad to not be mad at her was a little heart breaking. What a good friend...

Ruki has a moment of "Guess my life ain't so bad" introspection while thinking about Juri. Definitely an important life lesson for kids to learn to empathize with others and not be so self-centered. Also follows the "don't judge a book by its cover" moral.

The Juri-monster of the week was part-unsettling and part-hard to take seriously neon rave monster. I found the voice mimicry thing more annoying than scary. The part that I found most creepy was the video camera spawning out of its tentacle.

So I guess the D-Reaper is using Juri as its sample to understand humanity or whatever, but it already decided that humanity was unworthy a long time ago, so why does it still need her and her memories? I don't get its motivations...

Felt really bad for Juri's dad when he attacked the monster with the van and it had no effect whatsoever, poor guy :'(

[yellowcry]

How can this be fair?

It feels like just now he was texting to her, alive and happy. Now he was dead. And it still feels surreal

Aka yc wanted to write something about Ukraine so suddenly you have rtc fic.

Natalia yawned, it was early in the morning. And she did stayed awake for the night again. She had to chat with her lyubiy, seriously she would do it in any time of the day. And with nine hours of a time gap, one of them had to sacrifice their sleep either way. So it wasn't strange for her. Lifting her head from the keyboard. Yes, she had passed out in the middle of the night again, sitting by the computer. Sleep deprivation had its effect.

Mischa: Інтернет чогось зовсім не робит. (For sone reason internet doesn't work at all)

Mischa: Океан тягає нас на якой-то циклон. Чо вона причепилася як псина якая-сь? Я хотів іще в тире постріляти. (Ocean, drags us onto some cyclone. Why is she barking like some kind of a dog? A wanted to shot in the gallery more)

Mischa: Кохана ти вже спиш? Ми ідемо на цу гірку (Love, are you asleep alredy? We are going onto that rollercoaster)

The last message. Fairly unusual, Mischa would text hours and hours even when she wasn't online to see it. And she did the same. It was strange, almost painful to meet such a tiny ammount of messages. It wasn't Mischa-like at all.

Natalia shugged, trying not to think about it much. Who knows what happened? Mischa said he had a bad connection. And maybe it didn't restore. Maybe he just was busy, fall fair must be so fun. How could Nata be upset when her loved one had so much fun?

Teenager had poked on her black nails. Hm, she would have to recolor them later, the varnish peeled away. 

Natalia carefully aplied the black paint. Let an annoyed groan when it got out of the edges. She was a cool girl, how could she be at anything but her best? Combed her hair to the side, showing off the temple. Ha, Mischa would like it. 

It's been a few days. Mischa didn't text anything. Nata hated it way more that she let on. He wasn't online. He didn't post anything. He didn't write another thousand of messages of how much he loved her.

And it scared Natalia. At first, she tried to brush it off as being clingy. Mischa had his own life, he could be busy. He could be...

No, she knew him too goog. If there was something keeping him busy, Mischa would tell. He would explain and say something. Not this crushing burning silence. What happened? Were it his adoptive parents again? Just a few days weren't so much. But Natasha wanted to know what happened. She texted and asked  and begged her zhyenih to say something, go back and make her day bright again.

"Uh, hello?" Natalia stared at the message from unknown acc. For a moment she was about to blick them, knowing that it probably were spammers at best. "You're Talia, right?"

Her hands trembled. "Are you Mischa friend? Where's he?" She knew that Mischa called her Talia outside of their chat. He told her it would be fun if they all meet one day and Nata could laugh over them calling her 'waist' from the lack of knowledge. 

The other person. Penny Lamb if her facebook username was correct took a really long time to write back. Natalia suspected she was writing and erasing her message over and over again. And it didn't make her feel confident more than she was already. "I don't know how to say it. There was an accident on the rollercoaster. Mischa didn't get out alive."

Natalia's grip became so strong she was sure her phote would shatter from the sheer pressure. It was a joke? Right? This wasn't fucking funny. But the message was clear. "You're not serious." She waited, hoped that it was some form of a prank. And that she wiuld get confirmation that her kohaniy was fine, a bit busy, maybe got into some problems in school.

Instead, she got a link onto some Canadian site she couldn't understand for the most part. Six meant... sheest', and Saint.... okay, she wasn't completely sure what it meant. But.... An awful crash on the fair. Victims.

Nata could recognise him. Not even looking at the camera. Texting something.  Was he texting to her at the moment? (Was he texting while dying?) Google translator wasn't the best way to know the exact content. But it would work at least for now. Even with her best skills, there was no chance she would be able to translate it throught the read.

Dead.  

The word felt blank. Surreal. 

Just five days ago they were texting, all sweethearts online. Just five daus ago Mischa was telling how he'll get money and move back to Ukraine. How they'd have the biggest pir in the whole Ukraine. When they bake a big fat pig and dance untild their feet is off. Or just buy some cheapest gorilka they could find and lie on the frest grass, cuddling together and laughing vecause alcohol hit inside their blood.

The worst part? It didn't have to happen. The whole thing was an accident. A stupid cheap accident because some jerks didn't want to waste their time to maintain shit. Mischa should be alive. But because of them he wasn't. Natalia trembled, staring at the table. Feeling the traitor tears pushing their way out. Pale shaking fingers gripped onto the wood. She felt that she would get sick any moment now.

Dead. Dead. Crushed. Buried two meters underground

It shouldn't be. It couldn't be. Mischa was alive. He had to be alive. He just... There was no way he was fucking dead. 

Natalia hang her feet down the roof. She had climbed on it, she often did so. It was a good hangout place. Nervosly muttering something under her breath. Lines of old panel houses, same as her own flashed, standing like solgiers on the post. Black leather jerkin lied behind her for the lack of use in the September warmth. Nata sighed, opening another bottle of gorilka. Cheap one. It burned her throat to the core. And it didn't even taste good or made her feel better about anything. But it wasn't like she had anything better to do.

"OAH, Yascher!" She winced, looking back from the nickname. It was Polya, or, as she was known in their circle, Zmeya. One of Nata's pank group. "How's life, you've  been fucking awfully quiet lately."

"Comtele shit" Nata admits. She's slurring, maybe she overdid with drinking a bit too much. But who the fuck cares? 

Polya sits next to her, taking the bottle and taking the sip herseft. "What the hell is this?" Her face wrinkles at the taste. "Don't you have any standards?" 

Nata had to admit that Zmeya had a good point. It was the worst gorilka she ever tasted. "Yeah, crap so much. But taking what can afford." She shrugged, blinking to wash away the sleepiness. 

"So, what happened? Sis, you look like complete shit."

Natalia looked down at the old playground. It seemed to stand here longer than she could remember herself. "Remeber my online boyfriend, Mischa? Who is Bad egg?"

Zmeya stared at her for a moment before her face twitches in rage. "Fuck, if that dick dumped you I swear, I'll go all the way to his fucking Canada and..."

"He's dead." Nata interrupted her, she always preffered to get straight to the point. 

She saw Polya's face changing into a look of shocked disbelief. "Like, for reals?" She gasped, as Natalia looked away, hugging herself. Setting down sun brightened her hair in gold. Polina wrapped her arm around Natalia, pulling her closer in. "God, I'm so sorry."

Penny: Hey, I'm just checking. How are you doing?

Natalia stared at the message, it's been a little over a month since accident. They didn't talk much after the breaking news. Not like she even was online after it. And it still stinged. Like somebody poked her with a rusty needle all over. 

Natalia: Pretty bad, I still can't get over it

She knew it took too long for her to answer back for it to be socially appropriate. But she couldn't exectly care about this. 

Natalia: You're the one who survived, yes?

She read about it in the news. Six kids on the rollercoaster, including Mischa. One made it out alive. What a huge luck. Nata swallowed, knowing how unfair it was. Some girl she didn't know before got her chance to live. Her love, the dearest Mykhailo didn't. And even if it wasn't Penny's fault, she wasn't the one who did such an awful job in making sure the rollercoaster was in the good condition, the situation still was painful.

Penny: I wish other kids were alive too. We all were so young.

High schoolers. What was so bad. Nata had to admit, even those about whom she didn't care at all. Of course, nobody of them was making her pained as much as Mischa. They were just four random kids she knew from Mischa's messages at best. But... they all deserved their chance to live. But life turned out cruel and unfair. And, knowing how the news worked, how big were chanches that they lied about something?

Nata stared at the computer paunchy monitor. Where flickered open their chat with Penny. She had at least someone to tell how it was. Even if Natalia knew it would make her sick and cry and mourn for Mischa and something thay would never happen now. But, maybe, it would be nice to know someone who knew Mischa in person.

Natalia: Hey, mind sayin, how close was you with the choir?

[airasora]

What's your favorite stop motion movie?

Oh, gosh, my top 5 would be Corpse Bride, Paranorman, Coraline, The Box Trolls and Chicken Run.

I guess I can remove Chicken run from the top 4 because even though I love it, it's not necessarily an impressive movie in comparison to the others on the list.

I hate to do it, but I guess Boxtrolls would be going next. I thoroughly enjoyed it, but it's not a movie I randomly get the urge to watch.

But choosing between Corpse Pride, Paranorman and Coraline is... hard.

Corpse Bride was one of the first stop-motion movies I ever watched where I knew how it was made - meaning with dolls etc and not animated on a computer or paper. It was also my introduction to Tim Burton, one of the few movie instructors where I will watch a movie simply because his name is on it.

Paranorman is brilliant in its premise and creation; I genuinely didn't see the plot twist coming and I think it's a good example of how you can make horror movies for children while also teaching them an important lesson. Most of the characters are likeable and those that are not aren't in the movie for too long. And, again, I legit didn't see the twist coming.

And Coraline, holy fucking shit what a movie. There's a TikTok account I follow that is filled with videos purely talking about all the insane details that went into this movie. Nothing in Coraline is by accident and everything has thought put into it. The characters are great, the visuals are astonishing and the story, while not entirely unique in its bare form, is done in a very funny and scary way. Also a great horror movie for kids.

Also seriously check out the TikTok account, I spent hours watching these videos xD

So, I guess while I love all of these... I have to pick Coraline. There's just too much to love and all the easter eggs and details makes me love it more. I love when there's hidden stuff, subtle foreshadowing and little secrets you can keep finding every time you watch it.

Oh, and because I know someone is gonna ask... I don't hate The Nightmare Before Christmas, but I never saw it as this epic masterpiece the majority of the world does. I like it fine, but I've only ever watched twice, once as a kid and once as an adult. I was expecting to like it more as an adult, but I was still kinda underwhelmed. It's objectively a great movie, but doesn't do much for me personally.