#*realized godammit

[invisiblerhythmcat]

allo friend who has been prioritizing in-person things and romantic/sexual partners just flaked on me for something I arranged specifically for her months in advance

I know some of this is because it's her first time having an in-person queer community

But, between the whole thing where I should really stop having allo friends because they keep fucking doing this and that I know she is choosing frequent, unmasked in-person interaction over safe, virtual connections just fucking hurts

I want her to have her community. It's hugely exciting that she gets this and she has been on a long journey to get here. But, I'm so sick of being left behind. And the whole thing where no one wears masks anymore is just making it worse and worse and worse.

this is why I tried relationships and ended up in really shitty situations to begin with and that was even more covid was making things worse

and I'm so sick of my role in relationships is to help people move on to someone else. Like, I have been integral in getting her to a place where she was able to transition and start going and meeting other trans people, etc. And then, as soon as she does, it's like I'm the least important person in her life.

and it makes me even angrier at my partner, because they were also aroace. They were supposed to be different. and then they ended up just expecting me to slip seamlessly into the role of caretaker instead of partner and didn't reach out to anyone but me for help even when I actively tried to help them to do that.

It just fucking sucks sometimes and I really need more aroaces in my life and fuck allos.

[tizeline]

Oh boy, at this point I feel that the truth is gonna chew Mikey hard after discovering they are actually the bad guys. Side note: I know Raph and Mikey are gonna struggle at first to accept the truth and even more to accept that Splinter and April aren't evil… but when and how is gonna Mikey really START to accept this? because I feel theres more chances with Raph than with Mikey

Okay, so this is what I've worked out so far regarding Mikey's redemption arc-

Like in canon, after the season 1 finale and Draxum gets fucked up by The Dark Armor and then also becomes wanted in The Hidden City, he (plus his kids) ends up finding and settling down in that apartment in April's building (the idea of them accidentally becoming April's neighbours is hilarious so I'm keeping that lmao). Then Leo enters his Rebellious Teen Arc and runs off to hang out with Donnie and April most of the time, eventually he's joined by Raph too so then it's mostly just Mikey and Draxum brooding in their apartment all day. It's during this time that Draxum spends some time self-reflecting and eventually decides to abandon their plans of world domination, much to Mikey's dismay who is still very much in the mood to end humanity.

It's hard pinpointing an exact starting point of Mikey realizing that he's been in the wrong, deep down I think he already know this, but he'll be damned if he actually aknowledges it. But it's around this part of the story that things start turning around for Mikey. Because when Draxum announces that it's over and they're done with trying to take over the world, Mikey gets pretty pissed about it and decides that he's ALSO gonna go all Rebellious Teenager on them all! See how they like THAT! BTW Mikey's "Rebellious" Teen Arc mostly includes him spending more time sulking outside than in the apartment as he previously did, and acting a bit more cranky towards Draxum, but he still returns home at a reasonable time in the evening and in general doesn't do anything he isn't allowed to do. He's not very good at being a bad kid haha. (If anything, Draxum thinks it's good that Mikey spends some time outside)

I've mentioned before that I like the idea of introducing Mondo Gecko and Woody Dirkins into the story and that they could help him in his character development and expand his world view (also godammit Mikey needs some friends aside from his brothers) So anyway, it's when Mikey starts spending time outside on his own that he meets and, after some time, befriends both of them. I don't have the details figured out here, but I'm thinking that he first gets to know Mondo considering he's a yōkai/mutant (haven't decided which). Mondo would already be friends with Woody which is how Mikey later meets him, when Mondo introduces them to each other. Mikey is obviously Skeptical at first, but Woody gives him free pizza so Mikey is all like "okay, maybe he sucks slightly less than other humans". All of this is to say, Woody is probably what leads to Mikey actually confronting the fact that he MIGHT be wrong about some things.

It's still very much a gradual change. It's around the end of season 2 that the Draxum family all reconcile with each other, and while Mikey is still not very fond of the Hamatos (especially Donnie lol) or humans, he doesn't wish for their demise anymore. Then it's some time after the events of the movie that Mikey fully commits himself to not judge people merely on them being humans or yōkai.

[duckiemimi]

what fueled geto’s defection was not only his firm belief in the extermination of all non-sorcerers, but it was also fear. it was that slap-shock realization that his life was deemed less important than non-sorcerers, that resentment and desperate helplessness to die trying rather than to stay complicit, but it was also that instinctual fear because godammit, he was just 17.

the decimation of mimiko and nanako’s village wasn’t something he deliberately planned, it wasn’t systematic and specifically targeted—it was impulsive. he was on the brink and his headspace was a mess, so he just snapped. how did he feel after it all happened, after processing? what went on through his head after he got the girls to safety?

geto was the type of guy who needed something to believe in, a clear-cut ideal that empowered him and gave him purpose. he rarely gave himself the space for nuance. everything had to line up with the end goal and you can see this by how he justified his actions only after it happened, retroactively, then in how he acted accordingly by murdering his parents—their death by his hands served as an ultimatum, an attempt to eliminate any lingering doubt he still had. he had to completely let go of his old principles to pave the way for his new convictions.

but even before killing his parents, even before he left gojo alone in shinjuku, he was already a curse user with a bounty on his head. he was a child on the run with two children even younger than him and what drove him in that moment was fear. there was no telling what they would’ve done to him had he came back, no telling what they would’ve done to mimiko and nanako. redemption is non-existent in jujutsu society. it’s always either or.

i don’t think he ever came back in those 10 years. i don’t think he even risked going back for whatever reason, be it to seek forgiveness, a pang of missing someone, a trinket left behind in his room. no matter how difficult it became to convince himself that he was doing the “right” thing, no matter how hard it got to keep up this forced optimism for the far-fetched, i don’t think he would’ve been able to face gojo after how he left things in shinjuku. besides, he had a new family to worry about then.

he responded to an unforgiving, cruel system by becoming just as unforgiving, never looking back. either or, black and white.

the first and last time he came back to the school since defecting was to declare war and that was his deliberate last act.

[konigenblobbity]

All For You

Hobie x F!Reader

18+ MINORS DNI

Warnings: NSFW, porn without plot, texting, mutual masturbation, vulgar words, handjob

A/n: My first real smutty piece, but wanted to post Something short while I finish up my other works :)

Your eyes were focused intently on your phone screen, watching the video Hobie had sent you just moments ago with the innocent message attached of ‘I miss you <3’

You weren’t sure what you expected the video to be but it was NOT this. Hobie’s groans echoed on the walls of your room, you sat up straighter in your bed, shifting uncomfortably at the rising heat of your skin.

“Godammit love… I just couldn’t stop myself” His voice was husky and there was a smug grin on his face. You could tell the video was taken in a hotel, Hobie being gone for a few days on a mission with the others. He was sitting against the headboard of his bed, head thrown back in ecstasy.

His suit was bunched up at his waist, his top half completely bare as his hand stroked slowly at his aching cock. It was standing tall, veins bulging, the head red, and twitching with each graze of his thumb over its sensitive slit. “It’s only been a few days and I already bloody miss you horrendously”

You bit your lip unconsciously at the sight, feeling heat rush to your core at how absolutely delicious your boyfriend looked in the video. “You can tell can’t you? God I got so fucking hard just thinking about coming home to you…” he voice was deep, it’s low tone sending vibrations through you.

“Imagining stepping through the door, you standing there smiling, waiting for me with open arms… before I bend you over the kitchen counter and pin you against it, fucking you senseless until all you can do is moan my name~” he let out a shaky breath, closing his eyes as he - you assume - pictures the sight in his head.

It’s then that your hand begins to move down your body, now holding the phone with just one hand, not daring to blink or look away. Once your hand slides under your panties your whimper softly, realizing just how sensitive you were having not had Hobie around to release your pent up stress.

“My hand doesn’t feel nearly as good as your perfect little cunt. Always so ready for me, molding around my cock as if you were made for me” he lets out a dry chuckle that had you moaning softly, the smirk on his face undeniably and obnoxiously attractive.

“God I miss her. I bet she’s dripping right now… leaking for me, making a mess all over your thighs” his tongue came out and ran over his lips slowly. There was not an ounce of shame in his expression, if anything he looked proud… proud as if he knew you had two fingers knuckle deep in your pussy at the sight of him.

His hand sped up it’s strokes, visibly gripping tighter when he reached his head. His thumb running over his slit causing his whole body to twitch. A deep groan left his lips which had you whining in response.

“God I’m close…” he chuckles softly as he opens his eyes, he makes eyes contact with the camera which has you whimpering before beginning to rock your hips into your hand. “I bet you are too… I know you’ve been touching yourself to this love.” The fact he knew you were had you blushing, pausing the movement of your fingers for a moment.

His voice immediately grabs your attention again “but don’t stop… I wish I could see you” you notice how the rhythm of his strokes change, more erratic and his hips begin to grind up into his hand.

“Beautiful sight I bet. Probably clenching down on your fingers… wishing they were mine. Knowing i would have you cumming in mere minutes” he groans out again, his eyes trying to focus on the camera, threatening to roll back into his head. Your eyes go half-lidded at his words, moaning out again as your fingers speed up.

“F-fuck… I’m gonna cum” his eyes roll back slightly as his mouth falls open. Breathless moans and sighs fall from his parted lips, small mumbles of your name have your body trembling. “Please cum with me love… this is all for you” those words were quiet but he smirked afterwards, it was enough to cause the knot inside you snap.

His eyes clenched shut as he threw his head back against his pillow, his hand stopped its movements as his hips desperately fucked into his fist. His cock twitched as he came across his hand and torso, you noticed the familiar clench of his abdomen and how his legs trembled. Groans of your name left his lips mixed with soft curses.

As you come down from your wave of ecstasy, breathing heavily your eyes open to look back at the screen. Hobie lies there recovering from his own high, before looking back at the camera with a smirk. “I wish I could see you all fucked-out… wish I coulda watched as you came” you watch as he tucks himself back into his suit, leaving it still bunched at his waist.

When he spoke again his words were low and his tone was raspy. Each sentence sounding like a low hum from his chest, going straight to your head. “God, such a naughty girl for me. Fucked yourself to the sight of me desperate and thinking of you…”

He gets off the bed and approaches the camera, picking it up. Slowly panning it up his body, showing you the remains of his orgasm. “Just look at what you do to me…” the camera then focuses on his face, a smug smirk on his lips. His eyes are half-lidded and glossed over with ecstasy.

“How about you return the favor love… show me what’s mine” the video freezes on his beautiful face, tongue frozen sliding over his lips.

[almond-tofu-chan]

GODAMMIT i was rewatching All-In and i literally JUST realized that Mizi and Hyuna were there- LITERALLY THERE- during round 6!

ISHAKDJALFNAKFN THEYRE RUNNING AROUND KICKING ROBOT ASS AND BEING CUTE WHILE IVAN AND TILL ARE LITERALLY ABOUT TO SING TO THE DEATH I CANT

i mean i probably shouldve realized this sooner since mizi still has the cut on her face at the end of round 6, but holy shit

just the fact that these two kisses were very likely happening at the same time is fucking awful oh my god

[falling-star-cygnus]

You definitely don’t have to do this-

But maybe a bonding moment between vaggie and Lucifer where they go flying and talk about Charlie?

i feel that this would start as like- Lucifer just noticing days after the final battle that Vaggie has angelic blood

like, he wakes up in a cold sweat with the 'now wait just a fucking minute-' face

i really gotta start writing about characters that aren't GuitarSpear or Alastor

{The door slams open}

"MAGGIE!"

{Internally, Lucifer winces at his volume. He half-hoped his tone didn't come out as accusing. After all, it's not like the king was angry at his daughter's girlfriend. He was just... curious about something.}

{The moth girl jumps, looking around the room as her conversation partner [Dusk? Crust? The cat.] slinks away. Maggie points at herself nervously, watching the bartender flee through a betrayed side eye}

"You mind if we talk? I just have a few questions. Please."

{There we go. Not too demanding, he was totally casual. Lucifer even remembered to tack on a please at the end!}

{Heheh... why did she look like she was agreeing to a death march?}

"Uh- sure, sir. Is... everything ok?"

{The king slips a friendly arm around her shoulders, relishing in being taller then someone as he leads the girl up the stairs to the hotel's roof}

"Everything's fine, Maggie. Don't you worry!" "It's Vaggie." "Vaggie- really?"

{M- Vaggie's flat look tells him his tone was a tad more judgmental than he meant it to be. Which- he didn't mean for it be judgmental towards her at all- it was a nice name. Very unique!}

{...}

{Lucifer was blowing this.}

{The king barely realizes the two have made it to the roof until the stale air fills his nervous lungs. Right. He had a reason for bringing her up here, now was not the time to fumble}

"So! You're a fallen angel."

{Godammit.}

{Vaggie cringes, scrunching up in a way that makes it look like she's trying to hide behind her bangs as she rubs her upper arm.}

"Oh, uh... Yeah. Charlie and I were going to tell you, I swear-! It's just-" "Charlie knows?"

{Vaggie nods earnestly and straightens up}

"You have to believe me, I would never do anything to purposefully hurt Charlie, I promise." "...Can you fly?"

{In hindsight, maybe he should've thought of that before leading her up to the roof for this conversation. It did give him some peace of mind to see how devoted she was to his precious daughter, though...}

{Vaggie blinks at him, narrowing her eye and tilting her head in confusion}

"Can I fly?" "Yeah! You know, I saw you had wings. Do- do they work..?"

{Lucifer cringes at his own wording. Fumble number two.}

"...I don't know."

{The poor girl sounds so disappointed in herself it makes the king want to smack himself. He tries to make his tone more gentle, like how he would talk to Charlie. Or when he was trying to talk himself up.}

"Have you tried?" "...no."

{This was it, this was his in! A chance to bond with the girl his beloved daughter was so fond of! Slowly, Lucifer unfurls his wings and offers his hand}

"Come on, you had to have missed it."

{Vaggie hesitates but slowly, ever so slowly, she takes his hand. Lucifer fist pumps the air in his head as he begins to lead the moth towards the edge of the roof. He nods at her to let her wings out and his own wings into a gentle hover for encouragement}

{The girl takes a deep breath and starts hesitantly beating her own to join the king in the sky. Subconsciously, Lucifer thinks to himself, Vaggie doesn't let go of his hand. She falters for a moment, dropping just slightly with a panicked gasp before Lucifer tightens his grip and helps pull her back up}

"It's ok- Breathe, kid."

{Like muscle memory, her beats get more confident and soon enough she's letting go of his hand to soar higher into the air}

{The king feels a little like how he did when Charlie did her first spell. Proud. Proud as he joins the other fallen angel in loopy de loops and tricks. Proud as he hears her laughing at his jokes and proud as he laughs at hers}

{Charlie picked a good one, Lucifer thinks. With a soft smile, he takes Vaggie's hands in his again. He wants this girl to believe him, that he means what he's about to say}

"I'm honored my daughter chose you. Welcome to the family, Vaggie."

{Her smile is watery, here in the blood red sky as she holds back tears at his approval}

"Thank you, sir."

[sneezysubbyboi]

grrr the aUdAciTY of my coworker to say — in passing about a guy she’s potentially gonna see — “what if he’s a creep and has a foot fetish??”

like, just the way she said it rubbed me the wrong way; not even rephrased like “a creepy guy *with* a foot fetish” — just *and has* the fetish, really sounded like a general kinkshame

It took quite a bit not to retort “hey! Just because they have a kink doesn’t by proxy make them creepy”, but potentially outing myself in front of all my coworkers (who agreed with her sentiment) was the string that held me back 😅

…and now I feel like my silence is part of the problem of why we can’t have a more kink-friendly inclusive world that I inspire to live in —I need to give us a voice godammit 😩

got too comfortable in my bubble of wholesome kink communities where everyone’s like “omg my partner is so accepting of my kink!” but now I realize those are the minority and we may still have a way to go..

[lotto840]

What the fuck. The baseball cooking hc was just a small thing that I was projecting. I DIDNT THINK THAT THE PRE-FINALE LIVESTREAM WOULDVE MADE IT CANON 😭😭😭😭

…godammit that must’ve been the reason he’s always been my favorite, I sensed the aura in him but never realized…

[hero-israel]

I hear you on the song-and-dance with 'the disputed territories in the West Bank', but to some extent I kinda think the push back on the language choices used to describe Palestine are warranted. The West Bank WAS occupied. By Jordan, and then later by Israel FROM Jordan. And then Israel and Jordan made peace and agreed on their borders, and now the territories in the West Bank are disputed, not occupied. (but also, yeah, sure, end the occupation)

and Gaza is (was, current war notwithstanding) blockaded, not occupied, because a territory is considered occupied when it falls under “effective control of hostile foreign armed forces.” Traditionally, effective control requires three main components: the physical presence of a foreign military without consent; the inability of a local sovereign to exercise control because of foreign forces’ presence; and the imposition of occupying forces’ authority, and like, the only bit that can with any honesty be argued is 'imposition of Israeli authority' in terms of a moderately closed border and an import limitation. (like, yeah, borders be violence, why is cardamon on the prohibited substances list, BUT) you cannot honestly argue that the diagnostics of an occupation were present in Gaza. But us jews are so wily we can, unlike any other people in the world, enact an occupation without ANY OF THE DIAGNOSTIC INDICATORS, according to the EU, and the Red Cross, Amnesty, the African Union and several different UN organs. (in an inverse of the standard; rules for me but not for thee, fucking hypocrites)

Like, it's just frustrating, and I understand being Done and Tired about the attempts to get nuance into language, but also also, the WORDS MEAN THINGS GODAMMIT

(this Words Mean Things Rant brought to you by: Gaza can't be an enclave, godammit, it borders to both Egypt and Israel!)

To be clear - I will and do say that there was no occupation of Gaza after the pullout. Having a border fence between hostile neighbors is not an occupation. Even Hamas admitted publicly that the occupation was over. As you surely know, for the first 8 months after the pullout there was only a rather flimsy fence and no naval blockade at all, and it would have stayed that way if not for the Lost Causers.

In the West Bank, 90+% of the time it is just not a worthwhile argument to have. Especially when I think one of the best ways to show the falsehood of the "apartheid" accusation is how (as my pinned post says) there were no changes in the structure of the occupation itself and you can't just morph one into the other from being bored. When people try to relitigate 1948 and 1967 and "stealing from Palestinians," then I show them why those arguments were false at that point in time and get them to remember Jordan and Jordanians exist. But I feel like there is only so much needle-threading that we can ever expect people to sit still for, and in 2024 when the Israeli army really is dominating territory of people who don't like it and who live under military law instead of civilian law, it is much more an academic exercise than a home run. I don't want to sound like one of those guys who goes "ackshyually it's not pedophilia, it's ephebophilia".

It depressed me to realize that most people don't base their stances around legit evidence or consistent arguments. Nearly everything Jewish people can say to defend themselves against bias and prejudice boils down to "You're being inconsistent, you're treating us unlike other groups!" when just announcing that doesn't bring change. Life is not a college debate class, the heart is not a court of law, there is not actually a judge from a made-for-TV-movie who will listen to us and take our side and translate our accuracy into better lives. Most people don't even try to stick to consistency or principle, they just decide what they want and make up a reason after, and, as the quote says, they "indicate that the time for discussion has passed."

Jewish culture and literature and society famously revolves around dispute and interpretation and commentary. Our mindset, our epistemic interaction with reality, does not match that of the people who want to kill us. All we can do is argue but we cannot make them listen. Our ancestors in Spain and Germany certainly tried, and they were right, and it didn't matter. The sword is mightier than the pen and no one is actually afraid of us. When people say antisemitic things their "punishment" is getting a tour of a Holocaust museum. If our ancestors really had colonized the world and left billions of descendants to reap the rewards, maybe we could have our own version of the Mohammed cartoon approach and make people leave us alone.

[pretty-idol-hell]

Okay, so, here is my PriMagi debut story!!

I arrived at Prism Stone Tokyo more or less straight off the plane, a full day of travel and less than three hours sleep, a complete disaster lugging a big suitcase behind me. It was literally my first stop when I got off the train from Narita (well, after the conbini for a pizza bun).

Upon seeing someone on the PriMagi machine, I decided to get in line for PriPara instead. I hoped the PriMagi machine might be free by the time I was done and I was right! Yes! I really didn't want anyone lined up behind me while I was fumbling through it.

.........

As soon as I put the coins in a new person immediately lined up behind me (godammit).

It was basically an exact repeat of what happened to me during my PriPara debut!!! (Someone breathing down my neck as I clearly have noooo idea what I am doing. I mean... Took almost the full countdown to realize ITS A F*ING TOUCH SCREEN. Uuughgh.)

Also, first version Luna has pink highlights (as seen in the video) because I didn't know how to change it then.

Still, although embarrassing (I didn't even know how to scan the cards....) I guess it was kinda cool to debut at Tokyo Station Prism Stone! (Also reminiscent of my PriChan debut, which was at Prism Stone Nagoya.)

So after this, I checked into my hotel, showered and all that, and went out to find an arcade with more machines so I could work things out. And I did! A Taito station with like six or eight machines AND a recorder!!?! So I sat down, put in my money and realized.... I left my profile card back at the hotel....

So, I decided I would just play one game with Auru and then move on. But then this came out of the machine.

Naturally I wanted my character to wear it immediately.

I thought about just making another one but... in the end, I decided no. NO. You are not abandonding initial PriMagi Luna! She debuted at Tokyo Station Prism Stone!

So, I went all the way back to the hotel, all the way back to the arcade, fixed my highlights, learned how to scan cards...

And slowly began to work out the other mechanics of the game.

I also learned that this game gives out URs like candy haha ha... (maybe because it's ending?)

So, first impressions.

I definitely don't like that it costs 200 yen. (All the previous games cost 100.)

But, after playing it's kinda understandable?

I mean just LOOK at these cards. These are actual printed cards from the machine!? How does that work. It's like... ma... magic... (you got me there).

PriMagi also feels like a more umm immersive experience than the previous games? It's LONG. There are a lot of scenes you can skip past, but if you actually watch all of them I feel like it takes at least twice as long as an average game of PriPara.

The rhythm game is kinda random and doesn't flow nearly as well as the previous games. Touch this, now touch that, now touch this. Also, I keep forgetting to select the harder difficulty and the easier one is super boring. Also, I can't figure out the PriMagi equivalent of Cyalume Change (like I mean the button mashing)... my PriPara/PriChan technique hurts my knuckles on the diamond buttons, and my Idol Land technique on the screen is no good either.

And shopping for coords right in the middle of the song? Yeah. HATE IT. I can't imagine ever getting used to that. Even my friend who knows nothing about Pretty Series who was watching over my shoulder was like WTF it's forcing you to pay more? And I was like..... not exactly forcing me...... but............

But.

But the colors, the sounds, the characters. It's all very intoxicating and just designed to draw you in... for some reason 100 yen coins just keep falling out of my pockets... and into this game....

[modeus-the-unbound]

GODAMMIT I wanted to space these out. anyhow this may be me but I don’t think enough people realize the weight that is the situation of pondering killing a women trapped in a basement at the behest of a stranger. Like ruminate on that without with the magic stuff for a bit (keep the symbolism tho)

In real life it would be a mental health shattering thing to do. Hence why the few times you do follow through with what the Narrator wants (when you kill princess in the way that gets you to the Spectre or watch the Prisoner "kill" herself) he tries to console Hero as they voice how much they are distraught at the situation.

Video games naturally have a hard time making the players choices and actions feel more real than "I want to hit blue for good." Or "I want to get bonus points."

The best example of a game getting me to go "Oh wow, this is really fucked up!" Is bloodborne. The game constantly tells you near the start that "Hunters of beasts become the worst beasts. Soon you'll be nothing but a bloodthirsty cretin!" And other similar things. And it's not until the end of the game that you realize (if you realize it at all) that you've been going out of your way to fight bigger and stronger bosses who don't have anything to do with your original goals. Specifically to gather more blood to level up and get stronger.

So the sheer weight of what Slay the Princess is asking you to do is hard to really impress on a player who has only been playing for possibly under 1 minute of time prior to getting the chance to start slaying.

[l1mit-breaker]

GOD FINALLY HES DONE OH MY G O

i present to you my favoritest time travel boi

extra dumb rants from me utc .

chris ( me ) after watching horror videssays while drawing at midnight

they are so lovely but i do not need to be jumpscared by WHEELS and DOORS AAAA ( kane pixels “the rolling giant” for context ) shakes fists ………

i wouldve got this post out sooner if the art arted better but well . SIGH . i also realized i accidentally kind of made him colored like fucking steve from minecraft and now im . i make bad decisions .

anyways ! heres a thing for whoevers still reading; design choices ! because i actually think sometimes ! woo !

i have all the uh , color pallet stuff (???) of the characters saved and i try to use as much as the colors on those as possible because (1. its a pretty cool challenge , and (2. iiii am horrendous with coming up with my own pallets !! ahaha ! for roman i had it in my heart and in my soul ( for some reason ) that he has wavy/fluffy brown hair . i added the highlight things because . uh . colors . and it looks cool . AND WHY NOT :D i put him in a very simple outfit because he is a prisoner ( /j ) and the gloves are for coolness points and because of ✨THE LAB✨ . safety and all that jazz wAIT I SHOULDVE GIVEN HIM GOGGLES GODAMMIT- ahem , anyways the side doodle is just yknow regular evil time travel bull . i think thats it . i probably wouldve done more if not for my brain being half turned off and the fact ive been procrastinating on this ever since i finished cyril .

i also want to mention how badly i want to make an animatic of the time travel experiment log video . but hell knows id never be able to finish that if i tried .

anyways thanks for reading have a great time !

[marurumai]

imagine you pulled 180 times in project sekai and didnt get the card you wanted. a nightmare for most a realiity for me godammit

but im surprinsingky in a better mood so tmr ill so tmr ill prolly be active. also a certain ask just made me realize ive never draw anyone of the hashiras other than mitsuri, shinobu, giyuu and sanemi, gotta fix rhat

[witchblood-if]

How would the ROs react if they enter MC store only a angry customer berating the MC who looks like there in the verge of tears 

Godammit, this was a monster, Anon. It's ... long. Some didn't turn out very well but I am sure the thirsty red-flag readers are gonna love this one.

TW: rude customers? a lot of cursing, especially in the first one

Hugs and kisses

-Carter

Faith: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Faith stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying her.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

"Hey, hey, hey pal! What's going on here?"

You could see from the furrowed brows and set mouth on her face that Faith was, in simple terms, pissed.

"What's going on you ask? This incompetent would-be magician sold me a faulty piece of 'magic' and I'm demanding a refund!"

While the customer was still screaming Faith squeezed herself between the counter and the very angry guy, shielding you.

She squares her shoulders and speaks.

"You know what I'm thinking? I think you're an embarrassing limp-dicked douchebag who doesn't have any right to be such a bitch. Probably didn't know how to properly use the stuff, idiot, because it sure as hell wasn't faulty. Now run home, before I make you take a bite out of the counter!"

The customer becomes pale, red-faced, and then pale again while slowly backing towards the door.

"This isn't over yet!"

"Oh go eat a bag of dicks, jerk." Faith replies with an eye roll.

The door slams shut so hard that the bottles on the shelf next to it rattle.

"What if he comes back?" you ask, wiping a stray tear from your cheekbone.

"Don't worry, he won't" Faith says with a grin. "Now, what do you wanna eat for lunch? Pizza or burgers?"

Isaac: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Isaac stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying him.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

"You sure seem angry, my friend!" Isaac says, getting close to the angry customer and putting a firm hand on his shoulder. Isaac smiles but you can see the strain of trying to remain calm in his eyes. "What seems to be the problem?"

"What's the problem, you ask? This incompetent would-be magician sold me a faulty piece of 'magic' and I'm demanding a refund!"

"Look, even if you happened to have experienced the unfortunate rare faulty spell, there is no reason to get rude. Now, MC. I am sure there's a simple solution here?"

Sniffeling, but nonetheless glad the customer ceased screaming at you, you answer "Of course I ... I could maybe issue a gift card for the full price? Or give you a replacement?"

The man still seemed kind of flustered but leagues calmer than just moments before.

"Nah I don't ... It's fine. I'll just ... take another one."

Wiping away a stray tear you quickly ring up the order while Isaac stands close to you, not taking his eyes off the customer.

"Right, thanks. Um ... Bye." The man shuffles out the door and you think he might have realized he overreacted.

Isaac rounds the counter, stopping right before you, eyes trained on your puffy face. With a gentle sigh, he takes your hand in his.

"Are you ok?"

You sniffle one last time.

"Yeah, I think so. Thanks for de-escalating."

"Don't mention it, really."

Eli: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Eli stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying them.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

You could see that the longer the man is screaming the more conflicted Eli seems to become. You know they aren't really one for open confrontation but they also couldn't not do anything.

"... and that's why I want my money back! No replacement, no gift card, cash! You hear me?"

Teary-eyed you focus on the customer in front of you and the thoughtlessly discarded gift card on the floor again but before you could say a word Eli pushed forward, towering in front of the man.

"Sorry, dude, that's against store policy," Eli says calmly. You see the man blanching at the sole sight of the broad-shouldered person looking down on them with a neutral expression. "... so I suggest you take the damn gift card. Or don't. I don't care. Just scram."

"Right ... uh ..." The man bows down, snatches up the gift card, and stumbles backward towards the door, almost pushing over a low shelf by accident before disappearing out into the street.

"Twat." Eli mumbles while watching the man almost fall down the curb outside before turning to you again. "You should ban him from the store. I'm sure you got a magicy ... whatever for that, right?"

You shoot a watery smile at them, eyes still a little puffy.

"Yeah, I do."

Mezilkree: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Mezilkree stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying them.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

You're glad you threw a glance at Mezilkree when they entered because right now their mouth is opening to a deranged grin, sharp long teeth on full display and they move towards the still-raging customer.

As subtle as you can you try to mouth a hurried "Don't!" towards the mushroom and shake your head as hard as you dare without the man in front of you noticing but Mezilkree just winks at you while continuing their sneak attack.

Just when they're right behind the customer they open their mouth wide and Snap! before you can intervene.

The man exclaims a loud "What the fuck!?" while turning towards Mezilkree, who in turn snaps at him again, this time closer to the man's ear.

"Fuck!" the man screams, hauling ass as fast as he can towards the front door while Mezilkree starts barking? He almost trips over a decorative vase you have displayed before the door finally closes behind him with a gentle jingle.

The tears on your face aren't from this horrible interaction anymore, but rather from holding back a laugh while the Mushroom turns to you, a much more relaxed grin on their face.

"Did you just ... bark at a customer? Why?" you almost giggle.

"Don't know," they reply "seemed funny."

From one of the pouches on their belt, they pull a black twisted stick, take a bite and hold it towards you.

"Licorice?"

Levan: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Levan stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying them.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

Peeking around the man in front of the counter you can see Levan stopping. Behind their ridiculously large sunglasses, you notice their furrowed brows and the sneer on their face while regarding the enraged customer.

Pulling their phone out of their pocket you see them fake-dial and holding the display up to their face.

They begin talking and at first, you can't hear them over the agitated insults of the customer, but they get louder until they fully drown out the man in front of the counter, who turns to shoot an irritated look towards Levan.

"... and you know what I can't stand? Entitled pricks screaming at poor salespeople because they are frustrated since their wives ran off with their better-looking co-worker Carl? Huh? Yeah, you know the type, cargo shorts and polo shirts in the ugliest shade of brown you could imagine ..."

The customer's mouth goes slack as they stare at Levan. It's obvious Levan is talking about him and because you know Levan's abilities very well you assume they hit the nail on the head with the comment about Carl the co-worker.

" -what? A dismemberment curse? My, what a thought... But actually, you're right. They'd deserve it ... if they don't immediately leave the store they were just verbally assaulting staff in..."

They never took their eyes off the man, who stopped screaming at you and was now slowly backing out of the store, mumbling "Okay, 'm sorry, please don't curse me!"

Levan only lifts an eyebrow before turning to you.

"Didn't know you also serve jerks in your shop."

Sliding their phone back into their pocket they close the distance between you and gently wipe a stray tear from your cheek.

"Don't worry. If he ever comes back I am totally making true to that curse promise."

???: From the corner of your teary eye you notice ??? stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying them. They don't usually visit you and now is really not the best time.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

Before the man could continue his insults, ??? slides in front of them, leaning casually on the counter between you. The man must feel the strange electric charge of the air around ??? too, because he immediately stopped speaking.

A disarming smile and a dangerous glint in their eye ??? regards the man.

"Hi."

"Hey?" the man replies confused.

??? only tilts their head a little to the side before continuing.

"It seems to me that you are of the idea that you could just step into this fine store and scream at someone even though they did nothing wrong."

"Uh the ... the thing ... I bought it last week? It didn't-"

Within a fraction of a second ??? got so close to the man's face that their noses were almost touching. Their voice is close to a growl as they speak.

"Who gave you little worm permission to speak? Hm?"

The man actually lets out a startled whimper.

"Now, I want you to leave this store and never taint the doorstep with your disgusting presence again."

??? raises a hand to grip the man's jaw tight, raising their eyebrows while the man continues to whine.

"Understood?"

The man, hurling insults at you just a minute before, nods frantically, eyes almost bulging out of his head.

??? releases the man with a slight shove, mumbling a dispassionate "Good." while the man scrambles out the front door.

You wipe a stray tear from your cheek, eyes still a little puffed.

"That wasn't necessary," you whisper.

Turning their face to you, ??? replies.

"Oh, I think it was absolutely necessary, darling."

[iamjustrobin]

1, 2, 4, 10, 7, 16

1. A compelling character that everyone gets wrong.

I said this recently and I reaffirm it. My opinions over cherry are currently 50/50 bc i find her good as a character, but not as a person. And curiously all the things that makes Cherry interesting are not the things for why her fandom loves her bc she girlboss etc etc.

2. A compelling argument for why your fave would never top or bottom.

This is a cliche answer, but as I said before, Dallas would never bottom. Could be for vibes or whatever, but is not in his nature.

Pony on the other hand might top, but he wouldn't be comfortable doing it.

4. What was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?

The biggest mistake I've done was probably waiting too much on blocking a certain cult that was around this fandom some years ago. And yes, it was thanks to you that I realized that my mental peace is more important than thinking just avoiding them was solving the problem.

The funniest thing that happened recently is this person thinking I've blocked them just after making a call out post when, well, I have them blocked for years LMAO.

7. What character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

I thought of Johnny at first, but next I remembered about damn Darrel Jr🐣. I never liked him at all when I read/watched the outsiders for the first time. A part of me was still emphatic over his situation, but then the fandom praising him and putting him on a pedestal for the wrong reasons happened and godammit, now I can't stand either his fans or the character.

10. Worst part of fanon.

The Shepard's fandom without any doubt.

16. You can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc).

THE MUSICAL. STOP BEING CONFORMIST WITH CRUMBS, THE MUSICAL'S TAKE IS NOT GOOD.

[msimpossibility]

GODAMMIT IM CRYING

Okay, okay.

So, my favorite Pixar movie is Inside Out. I've talked quite a bit about how I want to write an Inside Out / Hugtto crossover fic taking place in the head of Hugtan.

There's a scene where Joy comes across a memory of Riley and her hockey team celebrating, and tell Sadness it's one of her favorites. Sadness says it's one of her favorites too, it's because it came about from a very sad moment: Riley missed the winning goal in her hockey game, and she was so upset she wanted to quit.

Later on, Joy ends up in the Pit of the Forgotten, and she finds that memory again. Only this time, she remembers what Sadness says and rewinds. And as she goes back, she realizes that the reason why the team was celebrating. Because they saw Riley was sad and wanted to cheer her up. Her parents realized it too, so they came out to comfort her. And at that point she realizes:

"It was Sadness. Mom, Dad, the team... They all came together because of Sadness."

Smiles connect people. And tears can too. The major message of the movie is that every emotion is important.

Out of the five emotions in Riley's head, only one of them - Joy - is positive. The others - Sadness, Fear, Anger, and Disgust - are generally considered negative emotions.

But Joy points out that those negative emotions are important, too.

Fear keeps us safe. Anger wants things to be fair. Disgust keeps us from being poisoned.

And while it takes her eleven years to realize it, Joy discovers that Sadness is important, too.

It lets people know that you're not okay.