#might work on another kind of intro post for her

[delzinrowe]

📖 Gwendolynn Montassier

Journal Updated: Escape the Nautiloid

[jungkoode]

OFF-LABELS | O9

→ PAIRING : Med Student!Hoseok x F!Reader (Brother’s Best Friend AU)

→ RATING: Explicit, 18+.

→ DATE POSTED: March 10th, 2025.

→ SUMMARY: You’ve spent four years convincing yourself that your brother’s best friend is just being nice when he remembers your coffee order, quizzes you on neuroanatomy, or lets his touch linger a second too long. Because there’s no way that the golden boy of Seoul National’s medical program might actually be flirting with you. Especially when he keeps saying things that could be perfectly innocent… if only he didn’t say them in that voice.

→ TAGS: second person perspective, female reader, medical school au, brother’s best friend trope, age gap (4 years), pining, touch starved, overthinking reader, confident hoseok, gentle dom hoseok, medical terminology as flirting (lmao), study sessions, domestic moments, innocent (but not really), plausible deniability king hoseok, anxiety, internal monologue, guilty crushes, subtle teasing, emotional edging, gentle manipulation, praise kink undertones, intellectual attraction, competency kink, hand fixation, voice kink, medical intern hoseok, first year med student reader, home setting, casual intimacy, unresolved sexual tension (for now), secret attraction, nervous rambling, self-doubt, intrusive thoughts, anatomy lessons with ulterior motives, competent hoseok, flustered reader, close proximity, accidental touches that aren’t accidents, virgin!reader.

→ CONTENT in this chapter: Car rides that test limits, lessons in following instructions, behavioral correction sessions, power dynamics in enclosed spaces, and time management exercises that end in failure. | power exchange, car scenes, behavioral modification, training sessions, time limits, control dynamics, authority challenges, discipline dynamics, oral (m), deepthroating, some tears, blowjob in a car, spanking, kind threats.

→ MASTERLIST | TAGLIST REQ | WORDCOUNT: 3k

→ MINI SERIES: PREVIOUS | NEXT

→ A/N: I really liked this chapter, and as I said previously, it’s probably my favorite one out of the 11 of them. 10 and 11 are a wild ride and basically pure smut. This one… I don’t know why, maybe it’s the thrill of pushing somebody to their limits or the anticipation of what’s going to happen to Chip now that Hoseok is done holding back. But something scratches my brain just right. Anyway, enjoy this one, and get ready for the next two because you’re going to need water (and Chip too… all I’ll say is she’s multiorgasmic, so.) Also, I did say this in my author intro for this series and all, but this is basically a self-indulgent story. I just wanted to explore plausible deniability, menacing kindness in medical settings, and a bit of psychological warfare. I like how brilliant Hoseok is and how he’s always ten steps ahead, and I love how Chip has basically rewired herself to be attuned to him unconsciously. Like ‘normal flirting’ isn’t for her. She doesn’t like ‘nice’. It’s a silly thing, but I really liked writing that, having her realize those things about herself, it shows growth. Maybe they’re both a bit messed up, but they somehow work. And that’s realistic and that’s what I like. So yeah, I wasn’t going for full analysis and psychological depth in this one, because frankly, it’s a mini-series so, word count is a thing. I wanted to actually have a story finished, a completed one, and if I went off-the-rails with this one then we’d be facing another slow burn 500k word count monstruosity—I can’t do that to myself. Some things are not spelled out. Some things are for you guys to interpret. And as always, I’ll be hearing all of you out in my inbox! 💕

PLAYLIST

The minutes tick by like honey drips—slow, sweet, deliberate. You check the time: 16 minutes left.

Fuck him.

Fuck his countdown and his medical terminology and his whole menacing kindness act.

"Mike!" You grab his arm, pulling him back to the dance floor. "Dance with me."

He looks surprised but pleased, hands settling carefully on your waist. Too carefully. You press closer, letting the alcohol and spite guide your movements.

15 minutes.

Your phone buzzes. You ignore it.

"You sure you're okay?" Mike asks as your hips sway against his.

"Perfect." You loop your arms around his neck, making sure to arch your back just so. Because you know he's watching. Can feel those surgical eyes cataloging every point of contact between you and Mike.

14 minutes.

Another buzz. Then another.

"Your phone's blowing up," Mike notes, glancing at your clutch.

"Let it." You turn in his arms, pressing your back to his chest. His hands hover uncertainly at your hips. "You can hold tighter, you know."

13 minutes.

Your phone starts buzzing continuously. Text after text after—

"Should you maybe check that?"

"Nope." You guide Mike's hands lower, letting them rest on your thighs where your dress has ridden up. "Just dance with me."

12 minutes.

The buzzing stops abruptly. Your stomach flips with anticipation.

Because you know what this means. Know what happens when he goes quiet. It's like watching storm clouds gather—that perfect, terrible stillness before lightning strikes.

11 minutes.

Mike's thumbs brush circles on your thighs—gentle, tentative touches that make you want to scream. Because they're wrong. No clinical precision. No calculated pressure points. Just... nice.

You hate nice.

10 minutes.

Your phone lights up with a single message. You shouldn't look. You really shouldn't look.

You look.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚞𝚗?

Heat floods your system. Because that's his voice—the one he uses right before he makes you fall apart. All honey and poison and promise.

9 minutes.

Your fingers shake as you type:

𝐘𝐨𝐮: 𝚢𝚞𝚞𝚞𝚞𝚙. 𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜

The response is immediate:

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝙽𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝.

𝐘𝐨𝐮: 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜??

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝟾 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜, ���𝚑𝚒𝚙.

You press closer to Mike, making sure your dress rides up just enough. Making a show of it.

7 minutes.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎.

𝐘𝐨𝐮: 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗

6 minutes.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘.

Your thighs clench involuntarily. Mike mistakes it for encouragement, his fingers flexing against your skin.

5 minutes.

𝐘𝐨𝐮: 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚞 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌. 𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚎’𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝙸𝚜 𝚑𝚎.

Just that. Two words that sound like a medical diagnosis and feel like a death sentence.

4 minutes.

𝐘𝐨𝐮: 𝚖𝚑𝚖𝚖𝚖. 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎

The dots appear, disappear, appear again. Your heart thunders.

3 minutes.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝙽𝚘.

𝐘𝐨𝐮: 𝚗𝚘?

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝.

𝐘𝐨𝐮: 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚎

2 minutes.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝙾𝚑, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖.

Oh.

Oh so he's actually here. Somewhere in this crowd, he is watching. He was pretending to be home, pretending he hadn’t been watching, pretending he wasn’t here.

But he is.

1 minute.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚙.

You turn in Mike's arms, pressing closer. Let your lips brush his ear as you whisper something meaningless, making it look intimate.

30 seconds.

𝐘𝐨𝐮: 𝚘𝚘𝚙𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎’𝚜 𝚞𝚙

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚍.

Your phone goes silent. The crowd shifts around you, bodies pressing closer in the dark. Mike's hands move respectfully somewhere above your waist.

And then—

"Mind if I cut in?"

That voice. Honey-thick and surgical-sharp, right behind you.

Oh.

Fuck.

Your entire body freezes, even as Mike continues moving near you, oblivious to the way your pulse just flatlined.

Because Hoseok is here.

Not just watching from some hidden vantage point. Not just sending threatening texts. But here—close enough that you can smell bergamot and antiseptic and all those things you want to feel under your lips.

"Mind if I cut in?" he repeats, and now his hand settles on your waist, surgical fingers spanning your ribcage like they belong right there.

The touch is gentle. Clinical.

Lethal.

Mike hesitates, hands stilling immediately. "Uh, we were kind of—"

"Were you?" He responds swiftly, and it has no business being this hot.

Hoseok's thumb finds the pressure point between your ribs, pressing just hard enough to make your breathing stutter. His other hand extends past you, offering Mike something that glints in the strobing lights.

"I believe this is yours." He adds then.

You crane your neck to see—and nearly choke.

Because that's a hospital ID badge.

"Dr. Jung?" Mike's voice rises in recognition. "From the ER rotation?"

"Mm." Hoseok's thumb digs deeper into your side. "Small world."

The music flutters around you as understanding dawns on Mike's face. Because of course. Of course, Mike is doing his internship at SNU. He told you so earlier. Of course Hoseok would know him. Of course this whole situation would implode in the most spectacularly awful way possible.

"I didn't realize—" Mike starts, but Hoseok cuts him off with a smile that could sterilize surgical equipment.

"That this is my best friend's sister?" His hand slides higher on your waist, proprietary and utterly poisonous. "The one I specifically mentioned during orientation? About maintaining professional boundaries?"

Oh.

Oh no.

Mike's hands drop from your body like they've been burned. "Shit, I didn't—I mean, she didn't say—"

"No?" Hoseok's voice is dusted in cyanide. "Must have slipped her mind. Just like it slipped her mind that she has an 8 AM anatomy lab." His fingers tap your ribs. "With me."

You should say something. Should defend Mike or explain or—

"I'll just..." Mike backs away, hands raised in surrender. "Yeah. Nice seeing you, Dr. Jung."

He disappears into the crowd, leaving you alone with six feet of barely contained medical malice.

"Nineteen minutes," Hoseok murmurs against your ear, turning you in his arms until you're facing him. "I gave you nineteen minutes."

Your mouth goes dry. Because he looks... devastating. White dress shirt rolled to his elbows, dark slacks that you just know cost more than your textbooks, hair slightly disheveled like that day he fingered you.

He looks like he just stepped out of surgery.

He looks like he's about to perform one.

"I—" Your voice cracks as his hand slides up your spine, pressing you closer. "You said don't come Thursday."

"I did." His other hand cups your jaw, thumb brushing your lower lip. "And yet here we are. On a Friday. With your dress halfway up your thighs and some intern’s hands all over my—" He cuts himself off, jaw clenching.

"Your what?" The tequila makes you brave.

Stupid. 

Reckless.

His eyes darken. "You know exactly what you are."

"Say it." You press closer, feeling the way his breath hitches. "If you're so concerned about my behavior, Dr. Jung, diagnose me."

His thumb presses harder against your mouth. "Don't."

"Don't what?" You let your lips part, tongue darting out to taste the pad of his thumb. "Test you? Pretty sure that ship sailed around minute seventeen."

A muscle jumps in his jaw. "You're drunk."

"Tipsy," you correct, rolling your hips against his. "Just drunk enough to tell you exactly what I think about you blocking my number and playing hot and cold and—"

His hand fists in your hair, yanking your head back. "Not here."

"Why not?" You bare your throat, feeling his pulse thunder for the first time ever. "Scared of losing control, sunbae?"

The honorific hits like a match to gasoline. His grip tightens painfully in your hair as he drags you off the dance floor, through the crowd, past the bathrooms to a darker hallway near the emergency exit.

Your back hits the wall hard enough to knock the breath from your lungs. His hands cage your head as he looms over you, expression thunderous.

"You want to talk about control?" His voice is barely audible over the muffled bass. "Let's talk about how you deliberately disobeyed me. How you let some fumbling intern put his hands all over what's mine."

Flames lick down your spine. "Yours?"

"Mine." He leans closer, lips brushing your ear. "Or did you forget how pretty you looked choking on my cock? How desperate you were for my fingers? How you begged—"

"Fuck you," you spit, but your thighs press together traitorously.

His laugh is cruel and gentle all at once. "Oh, Chip." His knee wedges between your legs, spreading them wider. "That's exactly what you want, isn't it? Why you've been testing me all night."

You shake your head frantically, even as your hips roll against his thigh.

"No?" His hand slides up your inner thigh, bunching the dress higher. "Then why are you so wet?"

His fingers brush against damp lace, and you bite back a whimper.

"Tell me," he demands softly, circling your clit through the fabric. "Tell me why you're soaking through these pretty panties."

Your head thunks back against the wall. "I hate you."

"No." His fingers press harder, making you gasp. "You hate that I'm right. That I know exactly what you need." His other hand cups your breast through your dress. "That no matter how many other aspiring doctors you dance with, no matter how much you pretend..." His thumb rolls your nipple roughly. "You'll always be my Chip."

The possessive pronoun makes you whine. He swallows the sound with a kiss that tastes like punishment and promise.

"Car," he growls against your mouth. "Now."

"Make me."

His smile is surgical precision and poorly contained violence. "Last chance to behave."

You bite his lower lip in response.

His growl vibrates through your chest as he hauls you away from the wall.

"Have it your way."

The world tilts as he hoists you over his shoulder like you weigh nothing—all that strength he showed you back home on display as he secures you with one arm.

You're still giddy enough from tequila and victory to wave cheerfully at Mike's shocked face across the bar.

SMACK.

The sharp crack of his palm against your ass echoes even over the music. The sting blooms hot and perfect, pulling a sound from your throat that’s definitely not pain.

"Oops," you giggle, squirming deliberately against his shoulder. "Sorry, Dr. Jung."

Another smack lands harder, right where thigh meets curve. This time, your yelp dissolves into an embarrassingly breathy moan.

"Still feeling defiant?" His voice is sugary-sweet venom as he starts walking, each step jostling you against his shoulder. "Or should I conduct a more thorough behavioral assessment right here?"

"You wouldn't dare," you taunt, voice muffled against his back.

His laugh is quiet. Lethal. "That’s adorable, Chip. Truly."

SMACK.

You yelp again, fingers digging into the back of his shirt. “Sadist.”

“Self-restraint of a saint, actually.”

You’re halfway to the exit when he hums thoughtfully. Almost like he’s just remembering something.

"You know," he says conversationally, "I was going to let him off with a warning."

Something tingles in your stomach. "Hoseok—"

SMACK.

"But then he put his hands on you." Fingers tighten on your thigh, casual but severe. "And that? That’s something I just can’t overlook."

You push up against his back, twisting to look at him. "You’re not—"

"Relax," he murmurs, effortlessly adjusting his grip as you squirm. "I’m not going to ruin him."

A pause.

SMACK.

"But he’s an intern, isn’t he?" His tone is all polite, mere curiosity. "Which means his next rotation is what—three weeks?"

You unawarely hold your breath.

"ER is brutal at SNU," he continues mildly. "And interns? They burn out so fast."

"Hoseok." You say his name like it’s a warning.

Like you have any say whatsoever in what he does.

"Mm. No, you're right." He sighs like he actually considers it. SMACK. "Wouldn’t want him transferring to another specialty out of sheer exhaustion. What a shame that would be."

You dig your nails into his back, panic rising. "You can't—"

He chuckles, patting your thigh as if to soothe you. "Of course I can’t. That would be unethical."

SMACK.

You whimper, thighs squeezing against his chest.

"But maybe," he says softly, fingers pressing into the burning skin of your ass, "someone will make sure he remembers exactly where he stands."

You go rigid.

"Someone like…" He taps his fingers against your thigh. SMACK. "The Chief Resident?"

Your pulse pounds.

"Or maybe," he continues, voice all silky amusement, "someone even higher than that."

"You are insane," you breathe.

"And yet—" His hand slides under your dress, fingers teasing the damp heat between your thighs. "You keep testing me."

Your head thunks against his back.

His chuckle is quiet. Knowing. "That’s what I thought."

You squeal as he pinches the sensitive spot he just spanked. The cool night air hits your legs as he walks through the parking lot, carrying you like a misbehaving doll.

"Put me down!" You mean to say it like a retort—but you’re laughing now, drunk on tequila and victory and the way his fingers keep finding new places to leave bruises.

"Oh, I will." His palm connects with your other cheek, evening out the sting. "Right over my knee first, then bent over my desk, then—"

"Hoseok!"

"That’s not my name tonight, is it?" Another smack, another moan you can't quite swallow. "What did you call me? Dr. Jung?"

You're definitely going to die. He’s going to kill you with his bare hands and perfect voice and medical terminology.

(Worth it.)

His car beeps as he approaches—something sleek and black that probably costs stupidly too much. The passenger door opens and—

"Wait." You twist to look at him over your shoulder. "Aren’t you going to check my alcohol levels? Make sure I’m safe to—"

His laugh rumbles through your whole body. "Oh, Chip." He deposits you in the seat with gentleness, despite his rough demeanor. "Bold of you to assume you’ll be conscious enough to remember your own name when I’m done with you."

Your nipples perk up as he buckles you in, movements deliberately slow. His fingers subtly trace the marks he left on your thighs, pressing just hard enough to make you whimper.

"Besides." He straightens, smile pure poison in the streetlight. "I need you exactly this brave for what comes next."

The door closes with a soft click that sounds like a death sentence.

And you?

Well.

You've never been happier to die.

Hoseok sits on the driver’s seat in a matter of seconds, and the car immediately purrs to life with a swift flick of his wrist. His hands flex on the steering wheel—those perfect surgeon's fingers that make your mouth water just looking at them.

"Hair up," he commands without looking at you, voice clinical and cold. "Now."

You fumble with your hair tie (the one you always wear on your wrist and thank the Jesus for that right now), fingers trembling as you gather your hair into a ponytail. His eyes stay fixed on the road, but you feel him watching in your peripheral vision.

"Good girl." The praise drips like antifreeze—candied yet devastating. His legs spread wider, expensive slacks pulling taut across his thighs. "Now pull it out and suck."

Heat floods your face. Because he's not even looking at you—just expecting obedience as he navigates through Seoul's nighttime traffic with perfect precision.

"I—" You swallow hard, remembering how you'd barely managed half of him last time. How your jaw had ached for days. How he'd had to finish with his hand because you couldn't—

"Nineteen minutes, Chip." His voice stays honey-smooth even as his knuckles whiten on the wheel. "That's how long until we reach my apartment. Make me cum before then."

Your fingers shake as you reach for his fly. The zipper sounds obscenely loud in the quiet car.

"Nervous?" He takes a turn with too much accuracy, still not looking down. "After all that sass at the club?"

You finally free his cock—already hard, already leaking, already massive. Your mouth waters even as anxiety twists your stomach.

"I can't—" You remember choking, tears streaming down your face as he'd guided you deeper. "Last time I couldn't—"

"Eighteen minutes." His thumb brushes your cheek, the touch deceptively gentle. "Better start practicing."

You lean down, bracing one hand on his thigh as you take him into your mouth. The taste is familiar now—salt and skin and him. His breath hitches slightly as you swirl your tongue around the head.

"Deeper." The command is velvet-soft but unmistakable. "You wanted to play games tonight, Chip. Show me how much you've improved."

You sink lower, trying to relax your throat like he taught you. His cock hits the back of your mouth and you gag slightly.

"Sixteen minutes." His hand finds your ponytail—not pushing, just holding. "Remember your breathing exercises."

You whimper around his length, tears already gathering at the corners of your eyes. He's so big—stretching your lips obscenely wide as you try to take more.

"That's it." His fingers tighten in your hair as you bob your head. "Good girl. Use your tongue just like I showed you."

The praise makes you moan, the vibration making his hips twitch upward. You gag again as he hits deeper.

"Careful." His voice stays steady even as his cock throbs against your tongue. "Don't want to crash. That would be..." His grip tightens marginally. "...inconvenient."

You pull back to catch your breath, lips still stretched around his tip. "How much time?"

"Fourteen minutes." He takes another turn smoothly, like he's not getting his dick sucked in Seoul traffic. "And you've barely managed half. So disappointing, Chip. Can’t you do better?"

The words feel like a slap stinging across your cheeks, but you can’t deny the wetness they bring through your panties. You sink back down with renewed determination, forcing yourself to take more. Your throat spasms around him as tears streak your cheeks.

"Better." His thumb wipes away a tear. "But still not enough. Show me how sorry you are for disobeying me, Chip. Show me you mean it."

You hollow your cheeks, sucking harder as your hand works what you can't fit in your mouth. His breathing grows heavier but his driving never falters.

"Ten minutes." His hips roll up slightly, making you choke. "Want to know what happens if you fail?"

You whine around his cock, trying desperately to take more.

"I'll park the car." His voice drops lower, darker. "And teach you properly. Right here. Until you learn."

The threat makes you redouble your efforts, tongue tracing the thick vein on the underside as you force yourself lower. Your jaw aches, drool gathering at the corners of your mouth.

"Five minutes." His control is cracking—just slightly—voice rougher as you work him faster. "Running out of time, Chip."

You're crying properly now, mascara probably ruined as you desperately try to please him. He momentarily glances down, taking in your ruined expression as your eyes lock with his.

"Fuck." The curse slips out as his hips jerk up. "Three minutes. Show me how badly you want to make it up to me. You can do it, Chip."

You're a mess—tears and spit dripping down your chin as you take him as deep as you can. His cock twitches against your tongue, pre-cum bitter, but so perfect because it’s him.

"One minute." His grip becomes brutal in your hair. "Better swallow it all this time."

You feel him pulse, feel his thighs tense under your palm. His cum hits the back of your throat in hot spurts as he guides you down further than you've ever managed.

"Good girl." He sounds wrecked even as he parks the car perfectly. "Every drop."

You swallow obediently, throat working around him until he softens slightly. When he finally lets you up, you realize you're in his parking garage.

"Time?" you rasp, voice completely destroyed.

His smile is gentle but noxious as he tucks himself away. "Twenty-one minutes." He cups your tear-stained cheek. "You failed."

Butterflies erupt in your stomach as he exits the car, coming around to your door. His expression is pure medical malice as he helps you out.

"Don't worry though." His thumb traces your swollen lips. "We have all night for remedial lessons."

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[bloopitynoot]

Reading TGCF: Chapter 128

For those who don't know, I am reading TGCF for the first time and sharing my thoughts!

If you have not read it, there will be spoilers! Consider this a warning.

Also- if you want to follow along, I am aiming to post updates daily. You can find all the posts in the tag Bloopitynoot reads TGCF. You can also check out the intro post for context on my read BUT if you followed along with my SVSSS read, the rules and vibe are the same.

The way I have been so happy with my hot beverage rotation including matcha again :'3 Ah- so good.

It's also strawberry season, so I have been thinking about making some fresh strawberry compote for a banger of a strawberry matcha iced latte.

This might happen this week- maybe- we'll see if I can make the dream happen LOL

But for now, let's get into chapter 128!

The way these three interact with one another is so funny. Still bickering mid fight. p65

Oh god. Mu Qing trying to let Xie Lian down gently just in case Hua Cheng died in the lava. p67

I'm dead ahahaha, "Fucking hell, may all of the gods and buddhas grant their blessings- that'd better be Crimson Rain Sought Flower, otherwise he's gonna lose it!" p69

Oh no! Hua Cheng is scratched! But at least White No Face has a cracked mask- so they're even? p70

Eming showing off! What a cutie! LOL p72

Mu Qing dropping parenting advice to Feng Xin during the boss fight. Why is this so funny. MXTX is so unserious with her final confrontations. p73

What a sadistic weirdo. Jun Wu being happy in this fight is giving me anxiety. p74

Even as a wrath Hua Cheng didn't want to kill for killing sake :((( p77

omg! Hua Cheng had the choice of ascending! Damn! p77

Fuck! I forgot fangxin was originally Jun Wu's. This guy for sure just levelled up mid battle. p79

Thank god someone else is joining to help. I was kind of annoyed that they were just watching Hua Cheng fight from the side lines. yay for Xie Lian! let's go power couple! p80

D: Hua Cheng taking the sword to the chest for Xie Lian! p83

nooooooooooooo not the existential crisis about wuming :(((( p84

"Believe me, Your Highness. Won't you?" my heeeeeaaaart! p86

I'll be so upset if there isn't a confession

I fully think Xie Lian needs to know that Hua Cheng has been there the entire time :((( I hope it helps him work through the history with Wuming; Hua Cheng really does know him.

[darkfictionjude]

I'm finally gonna comment because like WOW

I have feelings I have trouble to express into words but the latest anons already explained it in a much calmer way.

All caps:

BRO??? WHAT IS THIS?? (⁠╯⁠°⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠╯⁠︵⁠ ⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

I've literally been waiting for OYHS ever since I've seen the prologue AND DAMN JUDE, YES, YOU NEVER DISAPPOINT.

I can sense THE FEELINGS, THE EMOTIONS, THE EVERYTHING. LITERALLY HOW DO YOU PORTRAY THE CHARACTERS, THE SCENES, THE PLOT, AND THE SITUATIONS SO FUCKING WELL??? HELLO???

Tbh, at first I was literally confused when our mother was named Mallory and I basically remember it was Martha. Thank goodness that was brought up and Sky was actually adopted. But, wow, Mallory really got to drop the bomb like that geez 😬

NO BUT IT'S SO FUNNY BC THAT OTHER ASK WITH THE STORKS AND EVERYTHING AND THE FACT I MADE MY SKY GAY IT'S ACTUALLY SO FUNNY TO ME OMFG AHAHAHAH

Quick question: could our roommate be a potential RO that wasn't stated in the intro post or???

BC TBH I REALLY DON'T KNOW HOW TO GO WITH ROGER RN BECAUSE ON ONE HAND, I KNOW MY SKY, which I shall introduce as Gavron if that's okay, GETS ATTACHED REALLY EASILY ESPECIALLY IF BRO IS YOUR LITERAL DORM MATE, SO YES THE CRUSH WILL BLOOM. AND ME REALIZING THAT HE'S LIKE 15 AND IDK IF THAT'S THE RIGHT AGE FOR A KISS KR WHATEVER BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT IG BECAUSE THE POINT IS, GAV'S FIRST KISS AND FIRST TIME BEING WITH ROGER AND THEN BEING UNABLE TO LOVE HIM IS LIKE RUFBSHDBD IDK WHAT TO DO OMG. OMG SERIOUSLY.

So yeah, idk what my plan gonna be. I'll see what happens and maybe there's a chance Gav will be single for a bit majority of his life; 1) bc of Roger, but if unable to love, he hopes they can still be good friends and 2) Gav knows acting career is no fucking joke, so he might focus on that, and if Roger's feelings + his feelings don't die down, the career may or may not cause a strain and he might as well settle for platonic friendship. But then again, it's love nonetheless. Just a different kind. And I love to know that Gav's care wouldn't diminish in the slightest.

Fudge, what else. OKAY, THE CAST. Not much to say because there's too little moments for me to get a gauge on anyone, even Greer because Gav is an introvert and he didn't interact with him during the party thing. INTROVERT + ACTING CAREER I REALIZE IS NOT A GOOD COMBO BUT LET'S ROLL WITH IT AHAHAH. BUT THAT LADY, shit I forgot the name even tho I played the IF literally in the afternoon today, BUT THE LADY THAT STARTED WITH M IN THE PARTY, AND SHE GAVE US SOME ADVICE IN A BLUNT WAY, CRUEL WORDS AND ALL, BUT THE GOOD INTENTIONS ARE THERE. THAT'S WHAT I WANT GAV TO BE.

Anywho, that's enough rant from me. Love you IF, Jude!!! Take care of yourself, drink some water, eat some food, get enough sleep. Keep up the good work at your own pace!!! And know that those anon harassers should just go and fuck themselves. Yes I'm mad.

With lots of love ❤️❤️❤️❤️

And cookies 🍪🍪🍪🍪

And hugs 🫂🫂🫂🫂

-Ryn

Haha Ryn, sky isn’t adopted 😭

Martha is Mallory. Mallory Skylark is her stage name because she hated the name Martha and what is represented

Mallory lied about the adoption because it would look bad to be a woman having a child out of wedlock in very religious america

The best friend isn’t an RO. It’s because well, they don’t show up in a major capacity or really any capacity for the whole story. I’m debating having them show up at the very end for a happy ending with a sky that remains single or has broken up with the ROs. But it’s still up in the air what I will do with Roger and Olivia

If its fine if you don’t interact with the ROs now cause no matter what introvert or not you will have to act with them and have interviews and spend much time with them during filming

Thank you for another lovely message 💚

[brynnmclean]

in the core of everything drums a beat - snippets round up post

Actually, not a bad idea to have some kind of post with all the Hellblade fic fragments I've posted so far. In vague order of how they should fit together chronologically in the fic (ETA 21 May 2025, adjusted to accommodate the latest chapter count):

Chapter one -- now posted on AO3

Rough draft of chapter one where Thórgestr is having a lot of fever dreams (there was an earlier post with a small section that I think is still my favorite in the chapter)

Also from chapter one, but I think @eisoj5 asking me for "and" as a word in that WIP meme remains hilarious, so here's that post

Chapter two -- now posted on AO3

Part of chapter two and the introduction of my Irish healer OC Iseult

"She owes me nothing. I owe her everything."

Thórgestr awake and making a very bad joke about getting stabbed, my beloved

First Senua Giantsbane name drop!

"Is my father dead?" "He's alive. He's an exile."

I'm really fond of Fargrímr and I do think he cares about Thórgestr, so this is a nice little moment for that

Chapter three (once upon a time I said I could finish this in 3 chapters, lol) -- now posted on AO3

Intro to the chapter where half-asleep Thórgestr eavesdrops on a conversation between Senua and Fargrímr

There is so much in the game about Thórgestr's dad so why not feature a dream of his mother, here's her introduction

I gave her some very specific spirit vibes :)

You know, lot of emphasis on being your father's child, but Thórgestr is also his mother's son and I think that's important. Also I know surnames are patronymic, but there was that whole thing in the game about the importance of names, chosen names included, and so I really dig the idea of Thórgestr privately thinking of himself as Eindridson. (Also I like prophecies and love the idea of Eindrid as ghostly fate-spirit predicting how Áleifr will die... Honestly, chapter three is a fave!)

Thórgestr probably forgot what his mother's face looked like, so of course he's afraid to look away from her when she appears in his dreams

You ever write a bunch of fun images and then have a friend brainstorm plot developments with you later when you're at a loss on what kind of object you might need characters to go find, so of course your friend is like, "hey, you already wrote what you need." Just me? (thanks @allatariel <3)

Chapter four

The beginning of the chapter

Part of a midnight conversation between Senua and Thórgestr, early in the chapter

A moment I think is cute at the end of that scene

Chapter five

The beginning of an important conversation between Ástríðr and Thórgestr.

"Your father is gone. So is mine. But I’ll have what I’m owed. Tell me, Thórgestr," Ástríðr says, "what is your regret worth? What of your word?"

Chapter six

please I want the beginning of this next scene to be down, I've been struggling

“I am worried that I will be of no use to you. So I am angry with myself. I have many things to answer for.”

working on another conversation between Senua and Thórgestr, but also this is a post where I ramble about some things I want to accomplish in this fic!

Senua first talks about Dillion

Senua finally gets a hug LIKE SHE DESERVES

It sounds simple, but Thórgestr and Senua talk a little bit about being friends and that is important to me

Chapter seven

Another spooky dream :) this one heavily referencing the beginning of the game in Reykjanestá

Thórgestr waking up from the above dream

Chapter eight

Chapter opener -- Thórgestr is finally getting out of the sickroom!

More than just Iseult survived being a giant sacrifice :) here is the intro to a couple more :)

Small paragraph referencing the voices Senua hears

“I know your fear. But we both want peace—so much that we have bled for it, him most of all. He is my friend.”

my bi!Thórgestr agenda makes its first appearance :)

Chapter nine

originally there was going to be two dreams in this chapter, but this one is getting cut: a battlefield nightmare -- now separately on AO3

Druth Dream Sighting :D

More of that dream

His heart is tangled up in the threads of her story, pulled from his chest and into her grasp like a fish from the sea.

Dillion reference -- I miss him :(

“It’s not you I doubt, but myself. I wish I were whole again for you. I don’t like feeling like the weak arm in a shield-wall.”

Chapter ten

something something Tolkien fandom hair obsession got me thinking about Thórgestr needing a haircut

he's trying to be so chill and it is absolutely not working, lol

Thórgestr starts talking about Druth :)

And the dark rot!

I miss Dillion, okay? Senua has gotta talk about Dillion. And then she asks Thórgestr if he's ever been in love before. (He has!)

Chapter eleven

"Senua Giantsbane, Senua Truthseeker"

A funny part of a conversation with a Bjarg skáld OC who pitches a marriage of convenience between Senua and Thórgestr to his utter bewilderment

Technically this comes earlier in the chapter, but here is another fun moment from my girl Solveig, can anyone tell that I love bards

Hey, remember that one guard that Thórgestr has some friendly antagonism with during the Borgarvirki section of the game? First mention of him over here. He'll be back. :)

Solveig's eloquent yet dismissive hand gesture about Ástríðr makes me laugh okay?

“You want power.” “No, I want influence.”

Many things are out of his hands. But he’ll move forward. He must.

Chapter twelve

I struggled with the intro to this chapter for awhile, but here is a little from the conclusion to Thórgestr and Solveig's meeting

working on a gap-filler / interlude from Ástríðr's POV

That feeling when you have to break up tasks into very small pieces in order to even start getting yourself up out of bed--

Viking Age Area Man has no idea how to say "same hat" to Irish friend

"Is my presence on the negotiating table then, Northman?"

Stuff from later in the series

One of my favorite parts I've written for the whole damn thing even now -- Thórgestr doing sword drills alone on a beach near Bárðarvik

Thórgestr and Fargrímr conversation snippets one and two that are actually part of a larger scene

Multi / Misc:

Sections from multiple chapters: intro descriptions of OCs!

There was a WIP Excerpts meme going around late Dec 2024, so here is the tag for my responses to asks about that

WIP Word Train posts: SWEAR and then WHALE / BEAST

Two kiss prompt fills: a kiss where it hurts and a kiss in a rush of adrenaline

Other posts:

My fanmix / fic playlist post

Others Narration transcription posts (6 total)

My video games screenshots tag

The overall tag for this fic is hertan writing tag

... also for my own reference, first mention of the fic, dated 04 June 2024 (sighs so heavily about how slow of a writer I am)

LAST UPDATE ON THIS POST: 24 June 2025

Feel free to author subscribe on AO3 if you want to catch the fic drop whenever that happens in the future

Chapter One Tumblr Post | Chapter Two Tumblr Post | Chapter Three Tumblr Post

[greenerteacups]

my heart aches for one Theodore Nott after reading the latest update 😭 GTC, could you tell us more about your thoughts on him, his characterizations, how you manage to write him so poetically and beautifully, and (a shot in the dark, but i'll bite) the role he'll play in books 5, 6 and 7? congrats on another chapter GTC, i love you tons 🩷

Thank you so much, friend. I love talking about Theodore Nott. I'll gladly bite on that question.

To start off, Theodore's middle name might as well be "THE FOIL," because everything about him is tailor-made specifically to Say Things About Draco Malfoy. He practically hands Draco a card saying "I AM YOUR JUNGIAN SHADOW SELF, PLEASE HANDLE WITH CARE" upon introduction. They meet when they're both fresh off the train. (Hermione beats Theo to Draco by a matter of hours; there's a ton of ways this story spins differently if minor details about the first chapters were changed, and that's definitely one of them.) Then Theo and Draco ride in on the boats together. (Admittedly, I was not aiming for subtlety points with this intro. They are literally "in the same boat.") Immediately, Theo is throwing out narrative parallels like he's getting paid for it: they both have a dead parent. Both parents died under weird circumstances. Their fathers were both Death Eaters. Both of them are the sole heirs and only sons of great wizarding houses. Then they go into the Great Hall together, standing in line, but — and @piedrafundamental left a really banger analysis of the Sorting Hat scene in the comments on that chapter, but I'm going to crib just one line — crucially, "M comes before N." Draco's sorted before Theodore is, and he goes into Gryffindor. Immediately after that, Theodore's shunted into Slytherin, and their paths diverge. Call this the prologue of their relationship. They're not actually gonna get to know each other until Book 2 and Book 3, but this is the part where the narrative is basically jumping up and down and waving its arms at you, going "HEY! THIS GUY! IMPORTANT TO THE STORY! GET WORRIED ABOUT WHAT HE'S DOING, OKAY?"

Then we meet him again in Book 2, and just like Draco, a year at Hogwarts has changed him. He's a little more confident, a little more cocky, a little more comfortable, and — hey, look! He's got a weirdly intense friendship with a girl around his age, too! (Surprise, surprise, Draco is with Hermione when he meets Theo again, and who makes her debut in that moment but Pansy Parkinson?) And there's Daphne, the third leg of the Slytherin Trio, the kind of girl Draco probably would end up with in Slytherin — pretty, sociable, cunning, knows his family history (literally cites it to him in their first introduction, like c'mon), is the sister of his canonical wife, etc. etc., we got layers to this shit like lasagna but this post ain't about Daphne so we gotta move on — point being, either way he flips, Draco's going to be the fourth of a quartet. Which is the entree into the Slytherin politics storyline of Book 2, a.k.a. "the temptation of Draco Malfoy," where Theo is — I mean, to be honest, for once he's really not doing anything that sinister; from his perspective, he's kind of just putting his fucking back out trying to make a friend? He's drawing Draco in a regression towards prejudice and comfort, naturally, but that's not how he sees it. But there's a counterpoint between what Theo's offering and what waits for him in Gryffindor.

So that's the starting block of his character. The rest of the work is building a real person out of that; obviously, you can't just go "this is Foil Man, does whatever a Foil Can" and expect people to be interested. Part of what makes Theo interesting, to me, is that the traits he shares with Draco include a lot of what we tend to like about him — he's driven, intelligent, cunning, and brutal in the defense of those he loves — it's just that the people he loves, the people he surrounds himself with, are deeply prejudiced people committed to doing profoundly bad things. He's been trained from birth in the art of making bad people happy, and he's gotten good at it. And he's just enough of a coward (again, pot and kettle) that he can't imagine a world where that's not the case.

And it drives him fucking crazy that Draco won't admit that. Because I think Theo thinks if he can get Draco to admit they're similar people, it'll validate the choices he's made — like, yeah, he's fucked up horribly, but anyone would do the same, if they had to face what he has. Even Saint Draco. And of course, Draco is absolutely unwilling to go there with him, because:

(a) he very much does not want to believe that his years of grueling internal growth and struggle for betterment are just the product of some good luck with a hat; i.e., a suggestion that is not just insulting but terrifying because it suggests how very close he could be to regression at any time; but also:

(b) it is a fundamental tenet of Theo and Draco's dynamic that Draco does not like Theo as much as Theo likes him. Because where Theo sees his mirror in the light, Draco sees his mirror in the dark. And it's an increasingly ugly picture.

[j4gm]

SPOILERS!!! REFERENCES AND EASTER EGGS IN F&C ep. 9: CASPER & NOVA (1 of 2)

I hit the image limit so this post will be in two parts.

These last two episodes feature traditional Adventure Time title cards with intro credits, which is something the others haven't had.

There is a butterfly floating above Fionna when she enters the "Land of Ooo". The same thing happened to Cake when she entered Ooo, and to Simon later on, but this butterfly doesn't have a face on it like those. This is our first hint that something is wrong.

The Betty statue in the background of this shot is on top of a four-faceted object that sort of resembles Glob's helmet; an item that she used to gain her magic powers in You Forgot Your Floaties. Also in this shot are several gnome fairies from The Enchiridion and Billy's Bucket List, and of course Mrs Cupcake and genderswapped Chocoberry. Mrs Cupcake has appeared before but I think Chocoberry is a new design for this episode.

This is our first and only look at what Hunter Wizard would look like. Mostly the same as his main universe counterpart.

This species of dragon first appeared in Memories of Boom Boom Mountain and has been in several subsequent episodes. I'm not sure who the giant cyclops is. It could be a genderswap of the cyclops from Another Way, or perhaps the rock giant from Five More Short Graybles.

Lots of the text in this scene is hostile. There is this sign behind the counter, of course, but lots of the books on the shelf also have violent names.

This series loves giving us extremely fucked up Simons.

This background character looks like Phlannel Boxingday. It would be hilarious if that was the case, considering he is widely assumed to have been a disguise of Princess Bubblegum rather than his own character.

This might be genderswapped Tiffany. She's wearing Tiffany's pink shirt under her jacket. Maybe she has a masculine name in this universe.

We get a better look at the newspaper from the first episode, featuring Betty. It also features the fake butterfly from the dream which feels like a bad omen.

Marshall Lee's t-shirt features the cake pop from Princess Bubblegum's rock shirt, first seen in What Was Missing.

The Lich first mentioned being a Scholar of GOLB in the episode Whispers. In this episode it is confirmed that he has been working towards his goals in GOLB's name. But it doesn't seem like he's actually had any line of communication with GOLB this whole time. GOLB doesn't seem to appreciate The Lich's efforts to wipe out all life; and now that GOLB is fused with Betty, they certainly don't.

The Lich rips off Billy's skin to reveal his skeletal form, which is the same as it was in Escape from the Citadel, complete with the metal plate on his ribcage.

GOLBetty turns the Lich into a tetronimo, implying that all of the tetronimoes surrounding them were once powerful beings who defied GOLB; perhaps they are even all alternate versions of The Lich.

Shermy and Beth! This episode incorporates a lot of the extra lore that writer Steve Wolfhard published shortly after the release of Come Along With Me. It canonises the fact that Shermy and Beth are rebels who oppose the tyrannical rule of Gibbon, who is Charlie's future son from Daddy-Daughter Card Wars. This place is the Pup Kingdom, which is featured in the Come Along With Me title sequence and is a central part of Wolfhard's 1000+ lore.

These are the same kinds of soldiers as seen in Graybles 1000+ when Cuber interrupted the space wedding. In that episode, you only got a very brief glimpse of their jowls. This episode makes it more obvious that they are pups.

All of these pups in the windows are designs from Steve Wolfhard's "Every Pup Has a Power" series of drawings. They once had superpowers, but their powers were extinguished by Gibbon.

This is Jake's favourite mug from the episode Puhoy, and the house in the snowglobe is Tree Trunks' house.

There is a Shermy plush in this pile of junk. There might be some other recognisable stuff in that pile too. I think the popcorn machine is from something but I can't remember what, and the pool toy might be a reference to the Lub Glubs from Beautopia.

This is our best shot of the Pup Kingdom, with its space elevator.

Beth is a revolutionary communist confirmed.

Shermy Simon shouts breadballs, an expletive that he previously used in the episode Simon & Marcy.

The clouds in Fionnaworld are shaped like GOLB blocks while Simon is in the presence of GOLB. We also get a better look at all the glitched out buildings, like that door that leads nowhere.

I think the creature next to Gunter in this advert is a yeti from the show Summer Camp Island, which a bunch of Adventure Time alumni went to work on after the original show ended.

There is a poster for Super Porp, a fizzy grape juice introduced in the episode Dark Purple, along with their mascot Cheryl.

Jake is on these packages in one of the shops.

The Library looks incredible now. In the original show, only the top part with the dome could be seen sticking out of the ground. Either the ground has eroded away to reveal the rest of the structure, or the library has been greatly expanded over time.

Turtle Princess is dead and apparently a robot took over her empty shell and continues to work as a librarian. These are the first gun-books we've seen that also function as actual guns.

These are the pagelings from the episode Paper Pete. They're much larger than they used to be. They don't have many books left to protect these days.

Casper & Nova mention lodging in the seaside town of Scandia on their quest to find the crown. This is a reference to the fact that Simon and Betty found the crown in Scandinavia, as mentioned way back in Holly Jolly Secrets.

I hit the image limit! Link to the second part.

[mister-writes]

....Hey.

New year, new me, I guess? A month late?

For those of you who don't remember me, hi, I'm mister-writes. For those of you who DO remember me, hello also.

It's been a while since my last posts. I got a new job, got a busier schedule, and just kind of let this blog fall on the back burner for a while. But tbh, I've missed my writingposting, so here I am again, finally!

It's been long enough that I think I'm going to do a re-intro:

Hello. I'm mister-writes. I go back and forth about having a nickname but right at the moment I'm changing my Official Tumblr Nickname to Gull. Why? I don't know. I just like gulls. Pronouns she/her.

Writing Things: My current project is Drift, an ocean-based YA fantasy. I'm tangentially working on editing another piece called Wildblood, so you might hear about both of them haha.

I mostly write fantasy and the occasional sci-fi, mostly YA but sometimes adult as well!

Tag games: I do love to be tagged in these!!!!! I am going to be completely upfront with you though, I was noooot at all good at doing these myself back when I was on here. So if you tag me, know that I would LOVE to see and rb your work, but that it might take a long time for me to actually do the game myself, if I do it at all 😅

Other Things About Me: Besides writing, I'm into crochet, birding, and other old lady activities. I have an assortment of succulents and a couple tanks of isopods at my apartment that I might post about as well because I think they're cute.

Nice to meet you/reintroduce myself, writeblr! I'll try to keep it up this time!

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

s8 episode 3 “patience” thoughts

we are back!!!!! it looks like we are going to launch a doggett and scully investigation!!! sad that skinner isn’t mentioned in the episode description, because i have been majorly enjoying his presence, but i guess all good things must take a break at some point. or maybe he’ll show up and we just don’t get to know beforehand.

and i hope we get to see mrs. scully follow through after that phone call we saw 2 episodes ago… PLEASE 🙏 your daughter needs you NOW

so! a bat-like creature, you say? i’m sat. i like bats, though. not as a rabies vector, but as an essential pollinator. but this one seems to be eating people… NOT COOL

i wonder how scully will approach this case? mulder would know about all sorts of bat-like myths, but maybe scully will take a more “unidentified species” approach. i mean, she might believe in aliens now, but aliens are not the same thing as vampires! 

and doggett… i’m hoping he’ll continue to make strides. 

next episode looks interesting af…

(post-episode thoughts: kind of mid in terms of monster of the week stuff, BUT fun flavors of scully and doggett development here! like YES, cradle that man bloody and broken!!! thank him for watching your back! stand up to the detective bullying your new partner even if you don't have a clue what she is going on about! smile at her exasperated jokes! wahoo!! yippeeeee!!)

okay! let’s jump in. 

we open at night. thunder is rumbling. and we are in idaho. a car approaches the camera. a cadillac! fancy. 

someone steps out and walks up to a big house. opens the door…. then closes it. walks inside. someone else wakes up in a bed.

oh! she knows this guy it seems. he says he was trying to be quiet. she claims she smelled him. LMAO, he smells like embalming fluid… he breaks the news that zeke mcpherson died. she banishes george to change his clothes so she can go back to sleep. also, her name is tahoma.

george notices something outside…. EAUGH! it seems to be hanging upside down???

the subtitles report the following: "hissing, gurgling scream, george screaming", which paints a vivid picture even if you couldn’t hear it going down!

tahoma sits up in bed… goes to find george… but hears a loud grunting and something eats her, too!! a scary gargoyle is their weather vane… is this gonna be another gargoyle episode?!

intro time. don’t be lulled into the familiar sound! we have new sights here. NO MULDER MENTION AND THERE IS FOOTAGE OF DOGGETT AND SCULLY SLEUTHING??? then more graphics... the baby… moon… mulder falling… eyeball… the truth is out there. 

wow. a lot of stuff to process just in that short period of time.

OOOOOOH, we’re back in the basement… scully picks up mulder’s name tag. holds it. puts it away. while others outside remark that this is where the bad kids are banished to.

OH, doggett was laughing with those guys and then walks in to see scully… who just says good morning.

DAMN YOU, DOGGETT, we were making STRIDES in your understanding of scully and overall likeability!!! he says his friends were curious. “i’m not here to be a curiosity, agent doggett. i’m here to work” <- GET HIS ASS!!! why didn't he stick up for them?!

he says that he is, too… and that he has been here all weekend going over every x file. hmm... big if true.

he wants to know where she and him will sit… “this is my partner’s office, agent doggett. you and i will just be using it for a while” <- loud moaning with grief. she is convinced mulder will come back. and therefore that they cannot disturb his things. she puts mulder’s name tag back on the desk. 

and she begins to do the projector slideshow that mulder typically provides. showing two homicides- death by bite wounds. fingers eaten off. bites appear to be human. 

doggett is taken aback by how nasty this is. 

“i have to admit, agent scully, i’m at a loss” “well, that’s a good place to start” <- ahh… at least he didn’t come up with some bullshit theory just to have one. i like a guy who admits when he knows absolutely fucking nothing about a situation.

and off to idaho they journey, with doggett driving. a guy named detective yates comes out to shake their hands, and he says he’s annoyed someone got the FBI involved but is glad for their help. okay...! getting mixed signals there!

doggett starts to say he is very confused on the whole situation, when scully jumps in with a disclaimer that this unit has handled cases of this caliber before, agent doggett is just new here. lowkey doggett shade. it's okay, he had it coming. but now they aren’t sure the bites are from a human!

he takes them over and they find weird footprints! this detective does not have a clue what scully is going on about, lmaooo. she says humans with four toes are “no more rare than polydactyly” <- okaaaay!! you know i loooove when she says science-y words.

DON'T like how the detective asks doggett for clarification instead of her. nasty. sick and twisted man.

this detective seems to doubt her. don’t. and our agents are getting off to a rocky start in terms of their different approaches…

AND THIS DETECTIVE IS A DICK??? he starts TEARING into her. “i’m sure your explanation will mollify all those hot shots down at the county seat, detective, and relieve any general anxiety about what this thing might be, but only until it strikes again. and one more thing: i never said that what you’re looking for is a man” <- well! he deserved that. if anything, scully ought to have been meaner.

i support scully in her "no longer holding my tongue" arc

i am a little worried that deeply stressed scully and new on the assignment doggett is an explosive combo waiting to happen. perhaps this is why the episode is called “patience”, for that is what they must learn.

anyway, she has noticed what looks like marks on the roof, like the bat creature was perched there.

doggett calls her in the house with his implacable accent. seriously, WHAT is going on with that? he has found a second strange print! doggett proposes that perhaps the creature came in through the house…

they are investigating the bedroom… LMAO at doggett thinking it could be a killer with a deformed foot.

“you’re familiar with the principle of occam’s razor?”

“yeah. you take every possible explanation and you choose the simplest one. agent mulder used to refer to it as ‘occam’s principle of limited imagination’” <- LMAO, oh those two are gonna be unstoppable when they are reunited... SIGH

why would there only be a print every 25 feet… a good question posed by scully

scully goes in the closet… looks up… calls to doggett… she finds a hole into the attic!!! she grabs her gun… he wordlessly gets a chair for her to climb into. upon doing so, she declares that it is dark. and he follows up behind her. 

“you ever carry one of these?” (he pulls out a little flashlight) “never” <- OHHHHH, because that was always mulder’s thing…….. sadness overwhelms me :(

ACK! doggett finds the chewed off fingers hanging in the attic. scully thinks they were regurgitated…. nasty. and they find more marks like the bat guy was hanging there!!!!! 

eeeeewwww. 

next door, i think, an old woman- mrs. mckesson- opens a photo album, crying. while the bat creature watches her!!! and attacks!! so does he only go after attics?? or does he live in attics and then strike??

scully is in doctor gear, doing some body investigation. doggett is surprised she is still here. that’s just the sort of hard worker she is! 

she thinks now that it might be a animal!!! because she found anticoagulants in the bite marks!! which are only found in bats!! she does not look pleased at this news.

she says she owes the detective an apology- first of all, not true- but doggett comes in clutch with a 1956 newspaper headline about a human bat!! now where did he go and get that? i guess he was a detective, so maybe he hunts for old newspapers on the regular to get insight on cold cases...? i have no other ideas.

it tells a story: hunters caught a human bat creature, and two days later the coroner was killed by something with sharp teeth and four-toed claws. hmm. feels like that is something you’d know about a small town going in. maybe they worked overtime to cover it up.

five men died or disappeared and then the killings stopped! and then came back 44 years later!!! and it ate the old lady we saw looking at the picture album!!

lmao, this bat creature looks silly af. 

so at the mckesson residence, doggett is investigating the marks, and yates points out more, making sure doggett knows he doesn’t think it’s human. he is about to show yates the newspaper article when scully comes in with a break in the case. mrs. mckesson’s daughter died and was pulled from the river last week. the body was mangled and burned. and it was her daughter that she hadn’t seen since 1956!

detective yates asks doggett if he sees the connection she is implying… and he says he doesn’t. the daughter is the connection, she says. we need her body exhumed. 

oh my GOD, this terrible man is YELLING AT HER, AND DOGGETT GETS BETWEEN THEM??? “HEY” he says and starts whispering… the jerk walks away 

doggett... am i on your side now...? it will depend... what did you whisper to him to make him yield?

scully is not pleased. “what did you say to him?” she approaches with intensity

“well, i told him to dig up the body. isn’t that what you wanted?”

“what else did you say to him?” doggett seems uncomfortable, looks away. OH BOY...

“well, i-i told him that you were a… leading authority on paranormal phenomena, and who are we to argue with an expert?”

this was the wrong dialogue choice on his end: “look, i am not an expert. i am a scientist who happens to have seen a lot. i am just making a leap here”

“well, i’m sure you have your reasons” <- he seems to be tryingggg, but he doesn’t know wtf is going on or what to say...

“look, so… so what, you told him to exhume the body when you don’t even necessarily believe me yourself?” she is still mad!!!

he sighs. says he spent all weekend going through the x files. the ones that were solved all involved making leaps. and that he doesn’t break cases with leaps- leaps get people killed.

“well, i’d say you’re taking a pretty big leap believing in that article... about a human bat” <- lmao... she isn't WRONG.

is he believing the article? what does that indicate about his other beliefs? aliens are out of this world and unserious, but human bats aren't? or has he not really thought about it that hard?

sigh. i feel bad!! of course their first case together is going to be really difficult, and it does seem like he is trying to figure out wtf is going on- but he has no fucking clue, and i can’t really blame him for that. scully has been doing this for nearly a decade, and he has spent his career so far doing normal boring cop and FBI stuff.

and this terrible yates man is bullying her, and doggett is trying to stick up for her, but she’s stressed af, isn't sure how to solve a human bat murder, frankly has way bigger priorities atm, AND is trying not to lose her shit on doggett for the crime of not being mulder. the whole thing is just unfortunate. a very juicy dynamic, but it is hard to get mad at either of them when they are so clearly trying to understand each other. 

but she is right: him believing in the human bat thing is a pretty big leap. where do you stand, doggett? he strikes me as a guy who has never had to ponder these things before. we shall have to try and give him some grace as he comes to terms with these difficult concepts.

back to the bat at hand. someone is investigating an attic, pulling down some bats, putting them in a cage. perhaps this is the detective? AUGH, he goes to a house with a stuffed bat on the door! dramatic musical flourish! is this our bat guy?

at the cemetery, the detective pulls up at 10 pm. he remarks at how good these grave digger guys are at getting their job done, but they say that someone else dug up the box for them- they just had to haul it out!

was it perhaps our agents? i doubt it…. the lid is scratched!! with what looks like 4 toes!!!

something screeches…. detective yates goes looking…. sees something in a tree… something with an eye!!! it jumps out like a flying squirrel and rips him open!!! he runs a little bit and it launches again!!! did the guy in the car see this go down?

LMAOOOO, that was soooo unserious.

scully is here at 1 am to autopsy the detective. and doggett is not far behind. another man demands a word with him. this mystery guy looks at scully angrily. then doggett follows him out.

the cops declare that this is her fault! they could have been hunting this thing and instead it killed their boss. well, i don’t see why you couldn’t have done that while she was investigating her theory? that sounds like a THEM issue, NOT a scully issue. he states that she isn’t welcome here or allowed to touch the bodies. they don’t want her theories. damn. then you get eaten too, idgaf.

of course, scully will not think this, because she will think of the innocent victims being put at risk if they don't understand why the creature is doing this, and not be concerned with the bullheaded cops experiencing karma. they all glare at doggett. and he walks back into scully. he starts to wrap up the body.

oh, she heard some of that… he thinks it looks bad for the FBI. she says it was unavoidable. and shows him the body of the mckesson daughter- she died of natural causes, but the body was burnt to cover something up. hmm...

doggett wants to go find the thing right now, but scully points out that it hunts with purpose and stalks for a reason, and they need to figure out who it is targeting and why. she says that everyone who died had contact with the body. a lead...

the next person on bat guy's list would seem to be the person who found her body in the river, myron stefaniuk. but what about scully?? who has touched the body?!?

oh, one of the hunters in the 1956 photo has the same last name as this myron fellow!!

doggett and this newspaper…. he loves it. he keeps pulling it out. bro went into an archive and experienced the joy of preserved knowledge. i am happy for him.

they go off to meet this myron fellow, who is an old man hanging out by the river. scully is in a purple turtleneck under her jacket. love herrrr!!!

they couldn’t find him, and they were scared! he is frustrated at their accusations of him being a target. 

ooo, doggett whips out the name from the article to get him to talk… ernie was his brother. who is now dead. this guy claims the animal thing killed him. scully is serving looks by this river as he drives away. 

but later, they’re watching him, doing an intensive stakeout. OH, doggett laughs at her little joke… she starts to doubt herself.

“maybe i’m manufacturing a theory”

“what happened to taking a leap?”

“maybe i’m just trying too hard”

“to do what? be mulder?” she’s quiet.

“you know, i’m not oxford education. about all i know about the paranormal is men are from mars and women are from venus. but i don’t think you’re wrong, agent scully”

“what makes you say that?”

“well, i’m no fox mulder, but i can tell when a man is hiding something” <- AWWW, HE BELIEVES IN HER… in a roundabout away. he says myron fishes a woman out of the river who has been gone for 40 years… his brother has been gone for 40 years… who happened to hunt a creature like we’re looking for…. yeah. does look super weird.

is myron the bat guy?

scully picks up the binoculars while myron loads up his truck bed with… gasoline??? is he gonna blow something up?

but AUGH, THE BAT GUY IS ABOVE HIM!! so i guess that debunks my theory.

myron gets in the truck… goes down to the river… 

oooo, doggett and scully were in a boat in the middle of the night and find the guy who was all wrapped up and collecting the bats before... on an island! i wonder what brought them into a boat together. lmao.

they’re trying to chase him, but everything is so dark….. scully gets him at gunpoint. and he admits to being ernie. he is the guy with a bat on his door!

“how’s a man supposed to live when his fear becomes obsession? you’d do the same thing” <- his walls are covered in photos as if he has been tracking and preparing for decades… he moved to the island 44 years ago, and has remained there since, away from the bat creature. scully looks very sad to hear this.

doggett asks if he knows something about it. perhaps, like humans came from apes, a human came from a bat. idk.

he says he needed to cut off all contact with help from his brother. and his wife. whose body his brother pulled in... she didn’t even tell her mother before she went into hiding with him. her only demand was to be buried in consecrated earth. he breaks down crying. 

scully says the bat thing has killed 4 people. he is very concerned about his brother being the next victim. they tell him they just spoke with him and he was fine, but he rejects this assumption, because it only attacks at night. doggett tells her to stay with him. and runs into the night. 

NOOOOO, IT JUMPS OM HIM!!!! they are fighting……. DOGGETT. listen to me: do NOT get eaten by a bat. 

scully doesn’t seem to be able to hear him getting mauled. ernie is puzzled as to how she found them. she is hesitant to take the credit. and then he says that she’s marked now. it’ll wait for her. as long as it takes. oh...

a beeping…. something approaches…. scully grabs her gun. it’s on the roof! she fires a ton of shots. it goes quiet. she reloads. maybe she got it. walks into the outside world. everything is quiet. 

ernie loads his shotgun… starts to hyperventilate. AUGHHHH, BAT GUY IS RIGHT AT HIS FACE!!

scully gets a bunch of shots in, but it still flies away. doggett comes back… fires a ton more shots. he’s absolutely torn up and asking if SHE is okay. WHICH I LOVE!!!!

she catches him as he starts to faint. the bat thing screams into the night. 

back in the office, she picks up mulder’s name tag again. 2 weeks have passed since that evening. doggett is late- he got a fax from myron. he’s alive, but has gone into hiding. 

she asks if he believes it- that the bat creature is out there and will come after them. he is pretty sure they hit it with their bullets, which doesn't answer the question. and then he tells her the guys upstairs were making some noise about their field report. “you get used to it”

“i never had a desk in here, agent doggett, but i’ll, uh… i’ll see that you get one”

“alright”

“and i just… i just want to say, um… thank you for watching my back”

“well, i never saw it as an option. i’m sure you don’t, either” 

she nods, and sadly puts away mulder’s name tag.

the end.

WAHHHHH. i’m sad. give me a few seconds to sadly kick rocks around. 

mulder, come hoooooooome. people are suffering immensely in your absence!

oh, scully…. fighting so hard to find the truth using her science and her belief. and she’s scared and she doubts herself and it seems like doggett doubts her, but he is starting to trust in her. and also maybe that thing will chase them forever, but maybe not, because they did shoot it pretty good, and maybe that is enough.

now, was i giggling because this episode was kind of silly, and these brilliant agents didn’t even think about the fact that the bat guy would hunt at night? yeah. that was funny. scully is a scientist... why would she not think of that, LMAOOO you writers make me laugh at times.

but it got interesting at the end, with the layers of paranoia in ernie. something hunting you for years… yeesh, it is hard to fathom. 

and doggett is getting there!!! i was moved when he stepped in between her and the detective and got him to back tf off. and then he was soaked in his own blood and asking if she is okay…. YEAH. give me more of that.

now, while bat time was a decent exploration into the changing dynamic, one that is beginning to tug at my heartstrings... i do want to know when we are going to get back to mulder hunting with special guest star skinner. maybe they can only do that when they have leads? and they don’t seem to have any of those at the moment. it must be very hard to do all the work while wanting to dedicate all your energy to that. it must feel entirely useless. or maybe saving people makes them feel slightly fulfilled in his absence.

how mulder suffered those 2 weeks scully was gone, she has to suffer for MONTHS… sometimes pain is a competition. and when it is, scully is always going to win. 

oh! well, a mid monster of the week episode with a bat creature that was personally uncompelling to me can still have its moments. why does the bat wait? did the hunters not really kill it the first time around? how did bat guy become bat guy? why can't guns kill him? STILL! i was really emotional when doggett was trying to understand what she was saying!!! and he just couldn’t get it, but he was trying!!! fuck!

and her picking up and putting away mulder’s name tag… is this implying that she is starting to accept she really might never see him again? that is too sad of a thought to consider.

and her telling him that she will get him a desk even though she never got one, because she understands how it feels and wants to make sure he knows he is valued… and thanking him for having her back… OH. i feel i could write a paragraph on this subject. i need to go sit and contemplate. mulder, for all the lovely things about him, never picked up on the importance of her having a desk, until after never again when it was too late to do something about it.

what did you think of this first episode with no mulder- not even in the intro? how do you characterize what scully and doggett having going on at this point? did you LIKE mr. bat guy? tell me everything!

SIGH. scully is so kind...

[justanerddummie]

I've got a lot of things to say about s2 so I'll divide them in two posts, spoilers after the cut beware

First thing first, the intro, it's beautiful I love it, it gives us a lot of information about every character and what they're going through, about how each and everyone of them is changing and that's exactly why I think it will change before the end of the season, once everyone is focus. I don't think it will change every act, even though I'd love that but I'd surprised if it didn't change at all.

Now let's talk about the juicy stuff.

Jinx

What I really want to talk about is the figth with Vi and Cait. I really don't think Jinx went there with the intention of dying, I think she went there with the intention of killing both Vi and Powder for good, and also found herself face to face with the monster she created, Caitlyn. When Caitlyn shot her finger off was probably the first time we've seen, Jinx, not Powder, actually being terrified and what is Jinx if not a mask, a persona that Powder has learnt to wear to survive the undercity when she was alone the first time around. Right now Powder needs people more than ever, she needs Ishta and she needs Sevika because Jinx isn't working anymore she needs to find a new way to be able to survive and I think it's the perfect timing for her to become the face of the revolution, because she's ready to accept people in her life once more, because simply surviving by being the baddest bitch around isn't viable anymore, she needs an higher purpose to move her forward and finally bring her out of the metaphorical cage her past rappresents. I can really see Jinx take on the role of protector this season, to the undercity, to Ishta and maybe Vi? After watching her stand up to Cait, literally blocking her bullets with her own body, I think Jinx has realized that even though Vi has made a lot of awful decision, she is still there, she just needs a little push to remember who she is. Let's be real the nothing else to lose clip has basically told us that they were teaming up again, we're getting the sisters back together this is just something that re-enforces the theory.

Sevika and Ishta

Ok, this is rough because I'm just speculating and I have nothing to base this hunch on, but I unfortunately think that Ishta is going to die, and that Sevika is going to betray Jinx. The only thing that supports this insane theory is that Arcane is a story told in cycles the end for how awful it is will never change, it's always the characters making the same mistakes of the past and to whom do we see Jinx being compared to? Vander. And who did Sevika betray? yep Vander. I'm pretty sure I'm wrong but I can totally see Sevika become the next Vander or Silco, by the end of the season, and I guess a lot of people think it's going to be Jinx but as Jinx has said herself to Smeech, "every one that gets close to me dies". Ishta and the people of the undercity are going to be collateral damage and this will prompt Sevika to turn on Jinx.

Ekko

He's the only one who got the assignment. He's the only one who tries to break the cycle of violence, he tries to do it with Jinx even though he gets blown up by a granade as a thank you and he breaks it with Heimerdinger without pointing the finder and this time he manages to get an ally in fighting the arcane pollution. No notes here, Ekko is the bestest boy.

Mel

I think the intro is telling us that by the end of the season Mel is going to be in the position Ambessa was in the blood and tears music video. I might be wrong but I can see her understanding what the fuck is Ambessa up against and choose to take her family side here. She is ready to become both the fox and the wolf (poor Jayce, he's going to get through another divorce). Also hasn't Mel been revealed a mage by the catastrophic promotional campaign? I guess that would explain how she and Jayce are unscathed.

Viktor

Jesus Viktor is kind of hot, I would love to talk about him but he's barely even been shown and I know basically nothing about lol lore. I can't understand if he's a good guy, a bad guy or a secret third option, so far I can only say that if he's able to control the arcane pollution in order to heal people he could be of help to Ekko.

Jayce

He keeps changing his mind on everything as usual, but I personally could have not argued with what he said to Viktor during the divorce. He was right morality means nothing if you have a chance of saving your friend's life. Other than that, I loved the weird glitchy thing at the base of the hex gates and how Ekko basically told him he's to blame for the arcane pollution that is destroying his home. Really hope Jayce owns up to it and does something to actually fix his mistakes.

Ambessa

I loved how she controls the scene while basically being background. The way she regards Caitlyn when she shuts Salo up at the meeting. It's obvious she thinks she's finally found the perfect person for the job, Caitlyn has the power to make Jayce build weapon with hextech, her family name carries way more respect than Salo, and what's more she's a decorated officer, the one who managed to uncover Marcus corruption. I mean she'd be every fascist wet dream, it's pretty obvious that the big houses of Piltover will get behind her without saying a word. Salo on the other hand would have been a much thougher sale, even if safer. Let's be real Caitlyn isn't a coward or an idiot like Salo and for as much as Ambessa will be trying to manipulate her, Caitlyn will be breathing down her neck. It's obvious at least to me that if the leader of a foreign country is offering help she will want something in return and Caitlyn being the daughter of a councilor will at least have had a bit of training in politics and know at least the basics. I can see Cait bend her morality to the limit willingly, but not fall for the manipulation, not completely at least. I really hope she'll not be that stupid, but I guess we'll have to see.

Cait and Vi will get their own post, cause seriously there is just too much to talk about.

[lynxfrost13]

LYNXXXXXX for the ask game..... 1 for sonderbar and 3, 6 and 14 for pebble 🥹🥹? I heart him fuckkk also. 20 for voel pretty please.....

RENEEEE TY FOR THE ASKKK

Sonderbar

What was the original thought that led to the creation of this character?

I wish I could say more, but I just went "what if a replika thought they were a different unit" and from there I thought going from a really low ranking/common unit to one of AEON's top dogs would be really fun to explore!

3. How long was the process before the character reached its final version? (or a version that would be clearly recognizable as the character?)

OKAY I actually have the exact time and date of her conception for you: July 22nd in the year of our lord 2024

^ This was the original thought that led to her, but I didn't make her intro post until August 3rd, which is definitely when she became the Sonderbar we know today, I remember spending a solid chunk of time trying to name her and work out some of the more fun details about her that night, like her arm defect! Also I think I have mentioned it before but she was originally very different character wise, she was a lot more of a real threat and not at sierpinski, and even had gotten a destabilized adler unit to be by her side in that version of her which I did think was a really neat idea!! However I am very happy with the beautiful girl I have today, idk something about her being much less able to become a falke in the setting she's in really gets me and feels more realistic to the setting of sierpinski/signalis to me.

Pebble

3. What was the first thing you decided on, the character's name, appearance, personality or their role in the story?

Appearance! And he's changed a bit since then! I went through and dug up his first ever art pieces for you for fun! The first pic was his birth into the world... 4 years ago... shortly shortly followed by his first ref... looking at my old art of him is wilddd but here's his progression from 2021 -> 2022 -> 2024

6. What was the thought process behind their appearance? Did you go mostly for the aesthetic or are there other reasons they look the way they do?

Tbh he was just made for the aesthetic at first, I originally tried to make him look more like many types of river rocks but settled on the stone and moss look. He's also originally from wings of fire so I also took into account what type of dragon he'd be: a mud/sea hybrid! He gets his fins and glow spots from the seawing side, and his chunky solid build from the mud :)

14. Do you have any quotes tied to the character, either from the story itself or from another source that fit them?

Idk if song lyrics count but I'm counting them, Karma by AJR is THE Pebble song and if I had the skill and patience the animatic I'd make would be legendary... these lines especially I think are really defining for his character:

Time, I know we're out of time But what if sad thoughts come and I can't stop it Bye, I don't wanna say bye If only I could keep you in my pocket...

^ I say it's very character defining mostly because although he's sort of in sotry/lore limbo right now (the amount of retcons and rewrites he's gotten... I might yap abt those one day) Pebble's always managed to have this core theme of moving on from grief funnily enough. He does lose someone important to him (again kind of old lore, originally he lost a partner -> changed to child -> partner again -> in limbo again but I think it might become a loss of a best friend and/or partner. This is up in the air rn mostly because at the time I wasn't happy with how those other versions of the character existed solely around Pebble and weren't really characters in their own right. Perhaps this is hell). I really have to work on my wof worldbuilding and Pebb's story again tbh, he deserves it and now you've got me thinking about him again... I actually also might put him into Voel so that leads into a nice transition lmao!!

Voel

20. Bonus question: share any additional thoughts, art, favourite scenes, anything you've been waiting for a chance to ramble about

aw fuck this is gonna be such a long post I don't think I've done a true yap sesh abt Voel yet... I'm gonna try to keep it to the bare bones but THERES SO MUCH I WANNA YAP ABT AND WORK OUTTT AUGHHH a lot of this text is copied from random discord places where I've already done some talking so I'll put that stuff in quotes

Also just for fun but I think it does better at giving the vibes for everything is my eternally in progress pinterest board for Voel + the lands and races here

"So the background for how this world was formed into what u see on the map is that originally, the world was a barren and dry wasteland inhabited by one single being, Arvellis (names are being workshopped rn). They only knew the world they were born into but fell in love with it despite it being incredibly harsh to live in. They spent their entire life exploring the wasteland hoping to find someone, anyone to share it with, but eventually they realized and accepted that they were completely alone. Their heart couldn’t take the grief, and they died (rip lonely guy 😔). Their body was full of a lot of potent magic though, and so as it rotted and as its blood seeped into the ground, it became the catalyst for life on Voel! There was also a small explosion of that potent magic caused by the heart upon dying, which is why there’s the lake where it is. Arvellis was HUGE so parts of their body are still easily recognizable as landmarks present day, notable the ribs in the desert, and south Quara's islands are made up of skull fragments"

Okay so that's how everything is created and from there I've got those 4 main regions with their respective races:

Thros is the primarily rocky desert region (formerly grassy plains, scrapped that though). The Throsians inhabit it, they're inspired by a mix of real life animals (long distance running plain mammals, wasps, pangolins, etc) as well as buggy type aliens and the draenei race from warcraft. Here's some old ass sketches from when I finally solidified a lot of their features, I think the bottom headshot and the headshot next to the big YES are the most accurate to what they look like. Originally I considered making them mammals but idk about that... I might still keep them mammalian but get rid of the small sexual dimorphisms they had. They've got weird ass sturdy feet that are built for both running on rocky and rough desert terrain, and along with their long legs they're also very long jumpers. These guys can run for ages at a steady pace because of gill-like structures on their torsos that help them take in more air as they're in motion, and they've also got their tails for balance!

Culturally I'm still figuring a LOT out for these guys but Throsian cities are kind of cool in that they're inspired by paper and potter wasps in terms of how organic they look. This was a super rough sketch from a while ago kinda showing that. All Throsian cities apart from their "capitol" one (which is essentially just the crossroads city so it's big bc there's a lot of Throsian commerce happening as well as travel) are nestled into the ribs of Arvellis. Yeah the dead giant guy. His ribs over time turned into stone and fragments + whole bits are scattered across the entire desert. The cities being nestled in and on there is also practical since it keeps them in a cool location with less sun beating down on them. Also it's cool as fuck to live right on the bones of a dead god.

Quara is a little weird in that it's kind of spread out, and the Quarans as a people are also generally split into three groups based on their region + regional culture divides. They're essentially fish folk/mermaids with legs lmao. Here's some ancient ass brainstorming from early last year, they were originally ALL called Tideborn before I swapped to the general name of Quaran for the race so sorry if it's a bit confusing.

"For a long time the tideborn as we know them today were united under one leader and they were a very strong unified nation across Voel, with lots of underwater highways of a sort connecting the different islands. Slowly over time though cultural and physical differences grew and they sort of just naturally drifted apart into individual little groups. The southern tideborn and northern tideborn are often in disagreement over how to best worship the tidemother and tend to not get along present day as a whole in terms of culture (there are lots of individual exceptions of course, and city dwellers intermingle much more). It’s not a hostile relationship, they keep up a business relationship and trade often, but each thinks the other has the wrong idea. Southern tideborn really stick to the idea of the tidemother as a wanderer first and then protector. And they tend to have much smaller but more frequent villages, with many of them passing through the villages and acting like wanderer knights of a sort (I love knights. Fish knights. Let me have this)

Whereas the tropical tideborn think more along the lines of, protector over wanderer. They have strong, large fortified cities that are connected to each other and from there they protect people much more locally (and if needed they can send their people in huge groups to assist during like. Natural disasters, disease spreading, etc on a more global scale)

The temperate water Tideborn are kind of a weird middle ground? They’re not wanderers in the sense that their southern cousins are, but they tend to be traveling merchants and entertainers and such instead (they see that as a way of helping people too. Not just saving them from danger but providing goods and stories) and their influence on both of their brother groups has led to this odd little coalition that serves as a loosely united leadership for the tideborn as a whole."

This is all hella old and some things have changed but most of it is still true. The Tidemother is the deity that all of the Quaran cultures revere regardless of their differences!! Also I made it a lil confusing but Northern Quarans are the tropical fish variant, Southern are the arctic fish variant, and the temperate Quarans are a mix of tropical, arctic, and freshwater/river fish variant. Northern Quarans tend to physically be shorter,more slender and naturally have lots of bright colors and patterns, Southern Quarans on the other hand tend to be very large size wise. They're both taller and usually more heavyset since their bodies adapted to storing more fat for the colder enviroment. Again the temperate Quarans aren't as fleshed out but they have a lot more variety in terms of body shape, but color wise they're never as eye catching as their northern cousins.

Culture wise something that has changed is Southern Quarans do also have a few small fortress type cities, nowhere near the scale of the north though. I really struggled figuring out the general architecture style for both south and north Quara, but I think these rough sketches do a decent job of showing what I want. Sorry abt my handwriting but yeah! Northern Quarans tend to have very organic and round strucutres with lots of open space due to the tropical climate. A lot of their structures are inspired by conch shells and underwater organics, and their cities also tend to be very busy visually, with a lot of buildings intertwined/ stacked which can almost make it feel like the city is crawling on itself. Although the building layout is super busy, Northern cities do always have a clear and wide main highway going in and through. Southern Cities on the other hand are very bare bones at first glance. They can come off as very cold and rigid and that's bc Southern Quarans love their inorganic structures. They use a lot of hard straight edges for their structures, with really tall ceilings and neat square or rectangle layouts. It's not that they don't like incorporating organics, but they like them contained and orderly. If you go up to any South Quaran city wall it's guaranteed to be intricately carved, either with artistic depictions of historic figures, animals, etc or just patterns.

OH also fun detail since I will be talking about the skeleton of a magic system that I have rn, but Southern Tideborn have a tradition of getting magical tattoos as a sort of coming of age ritual.

So next up is Dekthros and its draconic citizens, the Dekthrians! I'm currently in the process of reworking them to try and make them fit a little better into the world/not be just generic dragons/dragonfolk because I worry that they are (Ultimately I'm creating all of this for myself BUT that's exactly why I want to change things). So the fun thing about the Dekthrians is that they all mostly live in the mountain region of Voel, but they live underground since that region has a lot of naturally sprawling caverns. Think of like how expansive and huge the new minecraft cave enviroments are and how sometimes they don't even feel closed in, that's basically what it's like. The big thing the Dekthrians have going for them is that they're generally known for their skill when it comes to crafting and forging weapons, armor, and jewelry, and their cities aren't called Forge Cities for nothing. At the center of each city is a giant forge and crafting center, inspired by Ironforge and dwarf architecture from warcraft (all of their aesthetic is generally warcraft dwarf inspired. There is a theme here of me taking a lot of inspo from warcraft aesthetics lmao). Another thing I think is really awesome is that the Forge Cities aren't isolated, but there's a lot of different smaller settlements in pockets of the underground all connected by major underground tunnels. An easy and safe way to travel through the otherwise very harsh mountain range is by just traveling the cave system, it's well lit and easy to go on foot or via other transportation modes, and there's plenty of points where someone could stop and spend a night resting. I've done almost no art when it comes to Dekthros or its inhabitants but here's a really fast concept scribble I did a while ago for a tunnel/forge city. They tend to have a lot of bridges built across for accessibility, and Dekthrians tend to layer their homes vertically since the caves allow for that. They literally just dig into that rock and live there!

Physically I don't have too much to say about the Dekthrians other than they're mostly built like the typical western dragon... but I'm planning on fleshing them out at somepoint to allow for variation from their chunky bulky builds (I have to work it out, but I'm planning on potentially a variant that lives on the coast, mostly as an excuse to put Pebble into Voel lol, but also a more serpentine/cloud serpent inspired high altitude variant...). The cool things that I do have about them though are some of their cultural bits, mostly their visage crafting and their funerals. The visage crafting is partially in limbo right now as well due to figuring out what the limitations should be and if it should even exist as it is right now, but essentially a coming of age thing that most Dekthrians participate in is designing and crafting their own tool/weapon/accessory of choice that the also enchant to give them a smaller form more similar to the size of the other Voelian races as a way to integrate better (Dekthrians are the largest of all the main races, with Quarans and Throsians being in a similar range and Teelans varying more... I'll get to them later tho). Again I do have to workshop it but I really like the idea of it being a big deal in their society to spend a long time designing something that's just right for you!! Whatever a Dekthrian makes/chooses is pretty permanent in that making another visage is incredibly difficult due to the magic system I'm also still working on!!

Anyway the other thing I think is really neat about them is their funerals because they go all out. Some more copied text coming up

"it ties into the idea of their primary god being The Mourner... The Dekthrians build off of this and their traditional funerals are basically these very beautiful parties. Everyone is invited regardless of whether they knew the person that died, because this is a chance to get to know them now. The entire thing lasts several days, with the first day being the cremation (burial also happens but is less common. Each family member contributes to the lighting of the fire in cremation) and families tend to have a place where their visage tool is stored afterwards. Not much else happens the first day apart from a quiet moment for personal mourning. The next day is when festivities are expected to start, and these differ from group to group on length and what they do during them. Some parties last a couple days, some last up to a month (tends to happen with popular figures or leaders). The common things in all of them are stories, incredible food, and lots of games. Most Dekthrians try to do activities that the dead person would’ve enjoyed, so maybe poetry reading would happen at one, or there would be a concert at another, etc. It’s a lot of fun and they do a really good job of not just partying but also remembering that person. The last day, whenever it is, usually has a big send off to the deceased, where everyone gathers and a nighttime fire display with lots of colors (magical fireworks basically) marks the end of the ceremony."

Theyr'e the only race whose funeral/death rites I've fleshed out, I do want to get around to everyone else eventually.

Okay last of the races are my favorite children, the Teelans! Aesthetically they're heavily inspired by both the brokers from warcraft and a lot of cool pottery and mesoamerican art and architecture! Here are the brokers for fun because I think they deserve more love (#1 broker fan here they were the best thing to come from shadowlands and I'm dying on that hill)

Teelans are a funny race in that they are technically constructs (animated beings that are usually crafted/sculpted/grown etc) but they're fully sentient and intelligent, where true constructs might have some personality they're ultimately made for a purpose and aren't sentient. The super fun thing about the Teelans is that they're essentially living clay dolls, and a huge part of their culture is self expression and body modification. The variety you can get in size and shape in these guys is one of my favorite things about them, here's some old arts of them.

The blue "flame" is what separates them from true constructs and it's kinda like their soul/consciousness. They're really hard to fully kill because of that, you'd have to completely pulverize their body and leave it unsalvageable. Also a fun thing is that the way Teelans are "born" is via an enchanted mud pit that they emerge out of all goopy -> they then dry out into a very basic humanoid shape and from there they start making adjustments and modifications themselves as they progress through life. They also can't die from old age! I feel like I don't have as much I want to say about them but another thing I think is neat and that transitions semi nicely into other stuff is that Teelan homes are true constructs. Teelan cities technically CAN just get up and move anywhere anytime because most buildings are animated constructs!!

I also don't have a lot to say about constructs apart from what I've already said, but I do want to point out a notable one called the City Colossus. No one really knows who animated it or why they did it (it's theorized that it woke up/was "born" due to a high saturation of god blood in that region...) but the Colossus is always traveling around Voel, and it's become a weird mobile trade hub of sorts. There's again, still a lot I'm working out like whether all of the races inahbit the city -> or if I want to make someone new OR I have considered leaving it abandoned and I do like that a lot. Anyway, the Colossus is completely harmless and just completes its route every year and I love it a lot.

The last thing I really wanna talk about is the magic system which is undergoing some serious reworking, what I can definitely say about it is that everything in this world does have magical properties of varying degrees, with organic creatures having more typically (an exception is the Teelans but they're weird). There's two primary types of magic that can be performed, enchantments and wards. Enchantments are usually assumed to be "temporary magic" and while that is true a lot of the time, the main difference between an enchantment and a ward is where the magic comes from. Wards come from a magic user drawing on their own magic, which is a lot more taxing and typically reserved for bigger permanent spells (for example, Quaran tattoos or Dekthrian weapons) where enchantments make use of other magic sources (so this would be like using animal and mineral ingredients or potion brewing to give temporary effects usually). It's mostly undergoing some reworking because I like it when magic is a little more grounded and has hard set rules, and I felt like earlier on Voel didn't have that! I'm currently trying to figure out the consequences of someone overusing ward magic, it's probably gonna involve just dying from being so drained buttt I'm also playing around with the concept of draining yourself of magic leading to something worse... idk as you can tell a lot of this is still very much being developed!!! That's basically all the big stuff but for fun and as a treat if you made it to the bottom of this, here's some different rough creature concepts for this silly world

[spearslug-box]

Intro post of the

ISOPOD GOD / SPEARMASTER

- Refer to me as box/boxgore mainly, but feel free to refer to me as sait, or spearslug/spear!!

- I don't like saying my age so... have my birthday!; January 30

- I am a furry and apart of the LBGTQ+ community, my fursonas are a isopod, coelacanth, and a 'stop sign'

- fandom's/stuff I like!:

Rain world, monsters of etheria, pressure, regretevator(I dislike like the fandom.), journey, Abzû, Pokémon, cinnamoroll, marumaru, gudetama, miku, undertale, deltarune, splatoon, little big planet, doodle world, Cat Odyssey; fishermeow, gloomy bear, slime rancher(1 and 2), subnautica(all games), object shows, among us, another crabs treasure, dandy's world, team fortress 2, portal, FAITH, baldi's basics, mouthwashing, horrorvale, lobotomy corp, limbus company, minecraft, terraria, roblox, etc

- I like to draw and animate sometimes... Mainly about my OCS, and my AU's sometimes.

- Feel free to ask me anything about anything! Especially the AU and my OCS :)

- Feel free to add my OCS into your OCS lore! Ex: MIR.OS has hurt [your oc] before, I love hearing about these if people/friends do this :)

- and ermm.. Some funfacts are that Ive worked as a designer for some Roblox games (I don't remember which ones..), I have a small cult around one of my ocs, and I'm kind of crazy mwahaha

DNI: racist, transphobic, zoophile, dream fan, homophobic, fatphobic, THOSE regretevator fans, the people who hate zerum in pressure, those weirdos who draw sebastian in a dress/sexually, people who support pansear or use her emotes still, ppl who ship; "lampert x infected, unpleasant x infected, poob x pest, Sebastian x p.ai.nter", people who ship ancient x beast in CRK.

"Proshippers", "comshippers", "darkshippers" can bite the curb of this intro post.

Find my other socials here: https://boxgore.carrd.co/ !!

If you wanna COMMISSION me! I'll take robux, discord nitro, steam & robux giftCARDS, and cashapp. You need to pay upfront for me to begin <3

Notes: offensive jokes r fine about those, I make them just PLEASE make sure people can tell it is one..... And feel free to repost, use as emojis, or use as pfps. My art. Just PLEASE CREDIT ME!!, just by one of my socials plsk....

Hi crazy that I have to add this but, I use brain rot terms because its funny! I only use brainrot terms with mutuals and friends! I'm not saying this to actual strangers. I am brainrotted and say skidibi toilet.

I might say slurs on here! Or reference them! Don't go crazy over that!

And I also don't roleplay 24/7. This is my main blog. I just call myself spearmaster because I like him.

[jukedoxxed-st]

A short intro for now, a more detailed one is on the way!

★You may call me Silver or Taka.

★I use They/Them or She/Her pronouns.

★🧡🤍🩷 yayy girlss

★I like the colors Orange and Purple.

★I love space.

★I'm really cool. (this is false)

I will mostly be posting Danganronpa art here, but I might also post the occasional complaint or story or some other art thing. I'm also in a bunch of other fandoms. I like object shows, most visual novel style games, most horror media, lots of different music, and other stuff of course. If you can tell anything from anything about me, I love Danganronpa. Spin of the month right here.

Art requests are always open, and you can just stuff those in my mailbox (ask box) or just send me something nice and I'll try to answer it. (If I don't see it for a while, I might not answer. Not because I don't care, just cuz I get scared I waited too long. So sorry, no hard feelings, nothing personal, I'm just a wimp.)

Some tags you can use to see some of my stuff.....

My art tag: #Silver's Scribbles

My oc tag: #Takalicious Characters

My saying stuff tag: #Taka Talks

My reblog tag: #Silver Shares

Most of my stuff will be sorted into these tags.

(Sorry, I'm an amateur, I think there's a way to actually link tags to those, but I don't know how. You'll find that there's lots of things like that that I don't know. So sorry for the inconvenience, again.)

Another thing you might take note of is that I kinda work kind of like a visual novel sometimes. If there's lots of words and I want to, I'll color some words that I think should be pointed out or words I just kinda like. I really like color. The world needs more of it.

Also!

All of those fancy little page divider thingies were made by funishment-time, so credits to them!

You should totally check 'em out.

Super cool stuff!

[I have run out of dividers. Ignore this pls.]

Well! That concludes this short introduction!

There is a longer, more detailed one in the works that will be out...

...

...eventually!

Thank you and nice to meet you! Buh-byyee!

[thirdwaveband]

It’s time for yet another newsletter!

It’s been a pretty busy month for both of our creators, so we only have a small handful of things to show off and talk about, but we’d still like to give you this peek behind the curtains nonetheless!

First of all, Thank you to all who have checked out Third Wave on Ao3! Posting all the stories there was kind of the big thing we wanted to do from the start but ended up not getting an account in time to do so in time… we hope that publishing there has helped out a lot! If I’m being as honest as I can be, I’d love it if more people checked out the full story of our characters! As I’ve said before, Third Wave is just the first step into a bigger universe with a set of 5 new bands complete with their own stories and narratives… Of course in doing this, we’ve created an interwoven narrative that necessitates reading everything to see how the plot unfolds. While I can’t really do much to further encourage reading our works, I really hope you all will! It’s been a blast making this story after all!

Now with that said, for those who are fully caught up on the story I’m sure you might have at least a bit of interest as to what’s next. Band Story 2 has a brief intro in the doc, but to further build up to the release of it, I’d like to introduce a new major character!

Liu Huiying is a Hanasakigawa Second Year, as well as the creator and lead Vocals/Guitarist of the rock band “Lunacy”, a band that Sayuki once believed to be a place where her dreams would be safe… until Huiying forced her to leave the band, scarring her dreams forever…

Huiying’s motivations and Sayuki’s past will be a large part of the story of Band Story 2, so we hope you’ll look forward to learning more about them and seeing how they’ll both affect the story going forward! Band Story 2 will release in the fall of 2025!

Now, for another peek behind the curtains, let’s talk about See Batteries!

If you remember from our last newsletter, I teased them as a Celtic Punk Band with a robot vocalist, well… let’s get into the Robot Vocalist part a little more! The Story of See Batteries is based on yumenokessho, the Bandori SynthV’s that are based on the vocalists, and not only does the story of See Batteries canonize the yumenokessho’s to the Bandori Universe, it also introduces a new one, ARIA, the vocalist of See Batteries! ARIA has to appearance of a simplistic Vocaloid when existing in “digital space”, but in real life, she inhabits a robotic humanoid body that allows her to sing and move about! Isn’t she just adorable?

The Story of SeeBee’s is about halfway finished, look forward to it!

As will be the case in every newsletter, we’d like to extend the opportunity for Creator-Specific QnA, which you always have the opportunity to do at any time, we’re just asking you here! Use our DM’s or our Strawpage or however you’d like! We love getting questions!

Now moving on… CHIBI ATTACK!!!

These two adorable chibi’s are of course based on the Bandori ones, and are made by the lovely ghostricked2810 and will be made for our entire cast of characters, including Third Wave! They’re so cute! But uh, who are these two? They’re not part of Third Wave’s story… I wonder…

That’s it for our newsletter, our creators have to get back to spending their Pride month suffering doing schoolwork…

Posts will continue this month but with minimal new content, however, in July things will pick up a lot! I’ve heard talks of some kind of fight…? Might be fun!

[oysters-aint-for-me]

last night i saw kesha in concert and it was amazing obviously. but this post is not about how much i love kesha.

behind me and my friend stood three beings. they appeared to be three teenage girls, probably somewhere between 15 and 18. all three were wearing black crop tops and black skinny jeans. all fine and normal. this post is not about their outfits.

they were talking to each other the entire concert - which is fine, it's a concert, the music is loud, people are with their friends, they talk to each other. this post is not about how annoying The Youths are.

what this post is about:

i am like 99% convinced that these three "teenage" "girls" were extraterrestrials who, in order to blend in with humans during their visit here, had taken a 101 intro language class about the slang used by the current generation of english-speaking teenaged earthlings.

every single line out of their mouths was gen z slang, to the point that it was literally uncanny. they were using the slang...well, not incorrectly, at least from what i could tell as a 35-year-old, but there was something indefinably off about it. "is this giving senior year?" "oh my god it's TOTALLY giving senior year" "YAAAS KESHA" "YAAS QUEEN" "kesha's got rizz!" "SLAY" "she's giving taylor " "she's giving nicki minaj" "YAAAS KESHA!" "SLAY KESHA!" "YAS QUEEN!" "these vibes slay!" "kesha is SO based" and that was basically the extent of their vocabulary.

except it also truly seemed like they had never been to any kind of concert or performance before - except they also talked about having gone to a taylor swift concert. at first i honestly thought they were doing a bit, like, "oooh we're so dumb we don't get how concerts work hahaha," and sure, it might have been.

but in my opinion, their befuddlement happened way too often and way too sincerely to be a joke. like. near the beginning of the concert, people started dancing, like you do; these three creatures' reaction was: "We can dance here?!" if kesha left stage for a bit for a costume change or a water break or whatever, these three creatures would go, "WAIT WHERE DID KESHA GO IS SHE COMING BACK?" they were absolutely stunned and thrilled when everyone took their phones out with the lights on and held them up during a slower song - you know, like people used to do with lighters, like people do at concerts. and the encore situation utterly baffled them.

they also seemed fully convinced that another popstar was going to show up. and this led to them simply naming popstars. "nicki minaj." "macklemore." "beyonce." "britney spears." "taylor."

(yes, only "taylor" - their vocabulary class must have taught them that while "taylor swift" is her full name, human gen z girls are on a first name basis with her.)

now. if they were only confused but didn't go so hard with the gen z slang, my reaction would be, "aw, these kids are experiencing a concert for the first time (or second, i guess, if they had seen "taylor")--how sweet to see young people discover something new!"

and if the reverse was true, if they used all that slang but didn't seem so baffled by the concept of a live performance, i would simply be amused by their conversation and i wouldn't think much of it.

but the mixture of both, plus the moment when they started listing popstars, and they were all wearing the exact same outfit? you do the math.

so i put those clues together, came to the obvious rational conclusion, and now all i can imagine is those three (very enthusiastic, to their credit) extraterrestrials in their true alien forms practicing their gen z vocab:

"i have a question for you, my dear besties! macklemore: based or cringe?"

"YAS, macklemore. i have heard of this one. i believe he is based."

"me too. i am also aware of this macklemore. i too believe he is based."

"this is correct, he serves slay."

"YAAAAS, your highness."

"we are being very normal teenaged girls in this year on Earth two thousand and twenty three."

"YAS HUNTY, we are very normal, because Earth is where we are from."

"and two thousand and twenty three is indeed how we refer to this year due to one of the numbering systems that has been established by humans, which is what we are."

"YAAS KWEEN!"

"now, tell me, besties mine, would you say that ed sheeran is giving cunt?"

"yass, i believe that is based as well."

[all three nodding at each other, satisfied with their progress]

[francisco-alvarez]

"Oh! Darling, you startled me!"

Why, hello there! I'm Francisco Rosé Alvarez, the doctor of the Tulpar! You can also call me Francis, if you'd like.

OOC:

Hiii! I'm Star, the mod of this blog! You can also call me Sirius! If I sound familiar, that's because I'm also the mod of another blog; @starslut9000 ! You can also follow me and message me on there. Here's some info about me:

I'm 20 years old!

I'm into art or drawing, I might post some of my sketches on here from time to time.

I'm really bad at math. But I am good at English, more than my native language; Tagalog.

I'm online on here almost all the time.

Anyways, enough about me! Here are some facts about Dr. Francisco!

I like the color pink.

Full mod intro can be found here!

He likes stars! (Like I do! :3)

He's also a member of the LGBTQ community, he's gay. :D

He's 6'3!

A gentle giant, yes. He's soft all over

He likes hugs a lot!

He doesn't really like exercising, but he's a bit slim. He does want to build muscle or put a little bit of meat on himself.

He's twenty-six!

He draws in his free time.

He has a soft and gentle voice.

He's very jumpy, he'll act like he got jumpscared if you sneak up behind him.

Gets flustered easily.

LOOOVES physical affection!

He will joke around, with ANY kind of humor.

He's really cheerful, a bit loud, but not too overwhelming.

His relationship with the crew!

Daisuke

He's pretty good friends with Daisuke, they make the most horrendous drawings of Jimmy together. Of course, they draw the other crew members decently.

Anya

He likes working with Anya, he would also chat with her about new medical facts he knows. He would often try to teach Anya himself.

Jimmy

...He doesn't know either, he's been sitting and cuddling and getting all touchy with the man. He doesn't know if he feels "ew" or "wow mwamwa love you" towards Jizzle sauce.

Curly

Francisco likes him!

Swansea

He sees Swansea as a friend, but they don't talk very much. Kind of sees him as a father figure...