#404: 2 people missing

[the-grubdog]

Heritage Theory is Canon

I rise back from the dead (read: college kicking my ass) to say that MY THEORY WAS JUST CONFIRMED CANON. Look at the Japanese website:

Image transcript: The ruins and treasures of this planet, although different in size, are somehow similar to those we know, and sometimes even feel nostalgic. According to "The Shepard Complete History" written by the successive rescue team captains, the ancestors of the Kagiya [Giya] planet came from a "beautiful blue planet". If that was the planet PNF-404, we may have returned to our mother planet after a long time.

I WAS LITERALLY WORKING ON AN UPDATED VERSION OF MY THEORY POST WHEN THIS WAS POSTED.

I WAS RIGHT YA'LL.

I don't think I'll upload that updated version of the post, as it is (a) mostly unfinished and (b) kinda pointless now! Just know that evidence also comes from (all in Pikmin 4/related material):

Other parts of this same site

Olimar's notes on the Buddy Display, Heroic Shield, and Memory Fragment (Center Right)

A conversation you can have with Olimar post-final boss fight

Olimar's notes on the final boss

The Shepherd Family history

Also I want to share some more lore this site brings up. Because it also gives us some juicy Wraith Lore(tm) and some possible explanations for why some ships crash and others don't.

ALSO ALSO: This is all machine translated. If anyone has a human translated version, or is interested in making one, PLEASE let me know so I can reference it instead!

Image transcript: Consideration 1, small size, it doesn't have the engine power to escape the planet. Consideration 2, entering at a high speed, like a shooting star, it crashed into the planet at high speed.

Basically, the S.S. Beagle is small and entered at a high enough speed to escape the planet's grasp.

Image transcript: Unlike the space-time of the universe we know, it is believed that each time the stranded person observes the planet, it transitions to a different phase. The changes are so great that it's as if the planet itself has a will of its own.

This comes after a long description of how the planet changes every game. Just for further context.

Image transcript (with an error fixed for readability): Pikmin are always found near those lost in distress. They are friendly and devoted partners who cooperate with us to achieve our goals. However, isn't this a little too convenient? If the Pikmin are calling for a good leader to ensure the survival of their species and are preventing us from returning, it would be better to think that we are the ones being used. It falls into this category.

I don't think pikmin are evil, FAR from it... but they are still animals, animals that act to survive. You know? If pikmin ARE crashing the ships, then it's no more evil then how bulborbs eat pikmin to survive. Those are my two cents anyways.

Image transcript: According to Olimar, while inside the Amenyudo's [Plasm Wraith's] body, he dreamed of "giant humans similar to ourselves living with Pikmin and lots of other creatures." In addition, the roller-shaped stones of the Amebouzu [Water Wraith] have been found to contain minerals found in meteorites, which may suggest that they may be involved in the crash of the Dolphin. Perhaps they are dreaming of living with humans again and are causing the spaceship to crash?

WRAITH LORE. Also, note the translation of "human". There's a word on the site that the characters use to refer to themselves collectively, which the machine translator translates as "human". Based on me looking the word up on Jisho, an English-Japanese dictionary, this appears to be correct. However, as I don't know Japanese yet, I'll also clarify that "people" might also be a valid translation.

Anyways. Humans once lived with these weird creatures, wraiths and pikmin included. The wraiths missed us. Please ignore how they're also homicidal towards the starfolk.

Image transcript: One theory is that the planet meets the definition of a living organism, meaning that it is somehow beckoning us to it, and that everything we experience here is being orchestrated.

Planet is alive.

I have no idea how else to end this off.

But the planet is alive.

And it wants us back.

[venomous-qwille]

Weekly Magma Session 2

That's a wrap for our first ☆ DCA Artists ☆ Weekly Magma!

Thanks to all the wonderful artists who turned up for our second session- (once again there were so many people we had to start a new canvas early into the event!) check out their work on the boards below:

[ID: The above images are from a Magma canvas with various pieces of Sun and Moon fanart drawn by different artists. End ID]

If you like what you see and you crave more (..I know I do), you can find a bunch of these amazing artists are tagged below!

@alexmilkbucket // @chocolateseeds // @nosleepyguy // @thatmooncake // @flinxypie // @cody-welsh // @reaurelynios // @atr0city

@just-a-drawing-bean // @c00k13s // @xitsensunmoon // @nomsthecat // @icy-gendango // @skizabaa //

@clxckwork-sun-n-moon // @greedyarts-official // @robo-kitty09 // @venomous-qwille // @miss-night // @anonymousmouse556 //

@theblog-with-thestuff // @filez34 // @rabarbarconfiteor // @kibbits // @moonlight-404 // @ohno-the-sun // @cero-sleep // @flooficlay // @pasteldragonstuff // @silliemop //

@chandlelures // @lab-labrava // @the-daycare-assistant // @salamansir //@coughrat // @astral-pigeon // @beeeepis4why // @glitched-overthinker

Someone missing? I try hard to keep track of all the artists who participate! Make sure you add a legible signature (tumblr handle) to future Magmas so I can find and tag you!

If you would like to take part in our future Weekly Magmas please take a moment to join the ☆ DCA Artists ☆ Magma group where we will be hosting all our weekly sessions. Future Magmas will be live on:

Saturday 7pm-4am UTC

I will be posting the Magma link on tumblr when we do go live, so keep an eye out around this time!

See ya next time Superstars ☆

[quokkabite]

Rules: answer + tag some people you want to get know better and/or catch up with!

thank you for the tag @qazastra !! i love these :3

1. Favorite Color: grey ☁️ mainly like the same shade as on a dark cloudy day 🥰 it just screams cozy/comfort to me

2. Last Song: 404 Loading by taeyong - came on shuffle on my way to work 😋 nd i have yet to exit my taeyong tap era. i will probably hold on to it until dude is discharged tbh 🫶🏼 (we’re already two months in yall!!)

3. Currently Reading: Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White i just started it today as book 5 (? i think. i have to recount 💀 ) of my pride month reading marathon 📚📖🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

4. Currently Watching: idk if this counts but i’ve been rewatching adventure time bc it’s one of my comfort shows!! but!! i have also been thinking about restarting greys anatomy (and stopping in s17 as always 🙂‍↕️)

5. Currently Craving: idk if this is food related or smthn i just rlly want but since i am sick with a cold and have no appetite 😖 im gonna say….. i rlly miss my bestie and i want to see her like yesterday + i have a hankering for sitting on the couch and watching the new skz codes w her 🥲🥲🥲

6. Coffee or Tea: americano~~ joha joha joha~~ lmao but yup coffee is my answer! i can drink it almost any way- black, tons of sugar, flavored- but i mostly prefer it iced 🧊☕️

i’ve done a lot of these so i’m curious as to if anyone knew most of how i’d answer 🤔

no pressure tags: @harmlessmediocrities @hyuuukais @channie-143 @meraarts @yangxteez @tfshouldidohere + anyone else seeing this bc i can’t tag you all </3

[dullanyan]

people shipping olimar and louie are so funny to me. you think louie is going to be a more attentive lover than olimars wife? louis pikmin? you think he's going to be a good father to those kids?

louie just wants to be left alone, and the only time he would want attention is to infodump about his latest recipe. after that he will walk away and eat in peace. you think he would want to be around children whos palates have yet to develop appreciation for the finer ingredients?

louie didnt even remember what olimar looked like. you think hes gonna be a better lover 2 him? louie would spend all of olimar's money just as easily on kitchen renovations. olimar has seniority over louie so his paycheck, though meager, is definitely better than louie's.

louie would also, on purpose, go missing under mysterious circumstances on pnf 404 and would do his best to never be found if given the option

[makeste]

afternoon, guys! so, update! much to my own shock, I finally followed through on one of my update vows and did indeed start reading the manga again! and even though it took longer than planned, I’ve now made it all the way through chapter 367. so that’s 25 whole chapters read in roughly 2 weeks. and just to be clear, when I say “read”, I mean with reactions and everything, the whole nine yards. 25 new unedited liveblogs safely saved to my PC and backed up on the cloud, ready for eventual posting whenever I finally have more than an hour’s worth of free time.

anyway, so it’s not much, but it’s progress! THAT SAID, I now have a small dilemma. at my current pace, I should be fully caught up to the current manga in a little under 3 weeks’ time. under normal circumstances the obvious thing to do would be to keep reading the story linearly as the manga gods intended. HOWEVER, a small but extremely paranoid part of me cannot shake the nagging fear that if I fail to catch up RIGHT NOW, the manga will somehow end within the next three weeks and I will miss out on EVERYTHING and REGRET IT FOR ALWAYS!!

and so I am asking you, good people, to please weigh in on what my next course of action should be, because I am indecisive af right now and my FOMO is getting the better of me.

fyi, what I’m most worried about is potentially missing out on some incredibly momentous Heroes Rising-level shit. like, I can cope with waiting a few more weeks to see the boys interact again. but if anything goes down with OFA, or the second vestige, or Dad For One, or any of that shit, I want to experience that right alongside everyone else!

but on the other hand, if 404 and 405 contain any huge spoilers for past chapters, I’m probably better off being patient, so long as the manga hasn’t quite reached world-ending levels just yet. I’ve actually been shocked at the number of twists which I had not been spoiled about at ALL (including pretty much everything in the Endeavor vs AFO fight so far, as well as Dabi & Shouto, all of the Big Three stuff, and so on), and I’ve been really enjoying the ride, ngl. so idk! please bless me with your sage wisdom, everyone.

[helispark]

i've seen so many mean remarks about the koppaites lately dude. especially brittany but all three of em. people have said they're bad characters, or annoying, or that they have no interesting traits, and every time i just wanna say "broski did we not play the same game?"

captain charlie used to be a goddamn space ranger and alph looks up to him for that and admires him throughout the story, brittany tells stories of her auntie bea and misses home, but manages to get past this and lead the group in times of need. all three are confused and terrified of PNF-404 at first but have developed a love for the place by the time they leave

it's a story of three people who don't really get along well but learn to put their differences aside in pursuit of a common goal, and find something meaningful from their adventure together. like i understand the brilliance of pikmin 1 + 2 for putting you in the shoes of an amazing person who is constantly dragged down by his shithead boss and coworkers and his family's needs. but pikmin 3's koppai is just a different story from that, with a different direction and it has a lot of its own merits

[fandom-junk-drawer]

The Witcher Headcanon (Modern AU) - Error 404 Brain Not Found: Bonus Scene - Part 7

Geralt had thwarted Jaskier's every attempt to get him with water balloons, eggs, and various nerf darts, citing that his Witcher reflexes were just too good.

Jaskier knew Geralt wasn't bragging. It was just a fact. An annoying fact that often runined his fun. Some pranks just weren't as fun when your target kept effortlessly dodging the bit that would make it funny.

Jaskier had decided to test just how good Geralt's reflexes were. He challenged him to Slappsies.

Jaskier failed miserably at slapping Geralt's hands. By the time he even thought about moving his hand, Geralt's hands were already safely out of the way and Jaskier was hitting empty air.

Then it was Geralt's turn.

A few rounds later, and the backs of Jaskier's hands were as red as a smacked ar*e.

*disgruntled bard noises*

*smug 'hmm'*

"Yeah, well...let's see how you do if you have to start with your hands behind your back!"

*sound of massive Witcher paws smacking the backs of human hands at the speed of mach Jesus*

*pained squealing*

Jaskier, inspite of being a rational adult, had paused to check the floor, just to prove to his brain that his hands hadn't just been slapped off his wrists.

No. They were still there, and functioning normally, if a little tingly. Okay, maybe it was time to try a different test before he ended up having to make a career change. Or learn to play all his instruments with his feet.

Which wouldn't be a bad thing. Some people had a thing for feet. Jaskier was absolutely not a kink-shamer!

Jaskier had to come up with a test that 1) wouldn't make a mess that Yennefer would yell at them about, and 2) was much more challenging than the old catching-a-falling-ruler, or Whack-A-Mole.

"I bet you can't take a block of cheese off a rat trap without setting it off!"

"I can, but I bet you can't!"

"Please! I've got very nimble fingers. All the ladies say so! And there's no way you can do it with those clumsy sausage fingers. I've seen your f***ing text messages. Every other word is misspelt!"

Geralt looked at Jaskier.

Jaskier looked at Geralt.

A trip to the hardware store was made, and shortly after, Jaskier was frowning as Geralt casually plucked a cube of cheese off the rat trap without setting it off.

Geralt 'hmm'ed in a smug tone.

Jaskier scoffed, "That doesn't look so hard. Even I can do that!"

Geralt nodded towards the trap, "Hm!" (Go ahead then!)

Jaskier went about very carefully resetting the trap. His hands shook slightly as they set the fiddly mechanism. It was a delicate operation that required a light touch...

Trap, for no apparent reason: *snap*

Jaskier: *shrill scream*

Geralt: *snort*

"Shut your gob!"

Jaskier got the trap set, studied it for a few breaths, then went for it. He crowed triumphantly, holding the little cube of cheese in his fingertips and pretending like he hadn't been sh*tting himself the whole time.

"Hah! I told you I could do it! I have very nimble fingers. I work very hard and put in long hours of practice to be as good as I am at fingering."

"I can finger for hours and not miss a beat. I've been told by various members of the nobility, and even commoners, that my fingering is the best in the Continent!"

"Hmm!"

"Mouthing off? Excuse me, but just the other day, the f***ing Prince of Redania told me that he quite enjoyed my fingering, f***youverymuch!

Geralt's brain had to take a moment to process the very idea that Jaskier was not making any kind of innuendo.

He was completely serious, and it was mentally throwing Geralt off. This was unnatural. The Universe was out of balance.

"And he said my tongue was quite talented, too! He was begging for more! You can ask Madeleine, she was there!"

"Then show me how good you are with your tongue," Geralt rumbled, feeling like he had to make the jokes now.

Jaskier blinked, then tried to hide a cheeky grin. "I don't know, Geralt. Sounds like a bad idea. I mean, what if Yen walks in?"

Geralt realxed. Ah, that was better. The balance had been restored. He lightly smacked Jaskier on the back of the head, saying "Stop bragging about your fingers. If I could play guitar, my fingering would be four times better than yours. And since I'm a Witcher with superhuman reflexes, just imagine how good I am with my tongue!"

"Ow! Why don't you prove it, Mr. Super Witcher Reflexes? I bet you can't knock the cheese off the trap with your tongue!"

Geralt baited the trap, set it on the table, and then crouched down to eye level with it. There was a tense moment of silence where he and Jaskier eyeballed each other distrustfully.

"You better f***ing not touch me or the trap!"

"I won't!"

"You just stay over there! Don't move, don't say anything, don't even f***ing breathe!"

"I'm not going to do anything, you suspicious b**tart!"

Geralt grunted, then slowly extended his tongue. It touched the cube of cheese, barely brushing it...

He must have twitched, or breathed too hard, because the trap went off with a snap!

One second, the tip of Geralt's tongue was touching the cheese, the next second, the hammer was snapping down across his tongue.

Geralt stood up with a loud ululation of anguish, the rat trap dangling from his tongue.

Jaskier went from gasping in shock, to laughing until his sides ached. He couldn't help it. Geralt was making this distorted screaming sound and doing jazz hands while he danced round, the trap hanging from his tongue.

Jaskier was too busy clinging to the kitchen counter, tears streaming down his cheeks as he howled with laughter as Geralt gained enough brain function to start yelling "Fffukhhhh! Fffukhhhh! Helm me!"

Geralt pawed at his tongue, trying to remove the trap with fingers that were suddenly clumsy.

Jaskier swallowed his laughter and came to the rescue.

"Holy f**k, are you alright?" he asked as Geralt prodded gingerly at his tongue. It felt swollen and numb, yet painful at the same time.

Geralt stood there, looking pitiful for a moment, then said in a small, lost voice, "I fink I neeb uh popfikool."

"I'm sorry, I didn't get that. Maybe you should try enunciating?"

"Ahthhoww!"

"Say 'I was born on a pirate ship'!"

Geralt glared angrily at Jaskier

"Do it and I'll give you a popsicle!"

*put upon sigh* "I wath born on a piol-a' sh*'"

Jaskier: *ugly cackling*

Geralt: "now gib me mah ffukhim popfikool!"

"Sorry, we're all out of the F**k Him flavored ones. Do you want blue or green?"

Geralt: *unamused glower* "Boo."

The popsicle was handed over, the trap was disposed of, and Geralt prayed the swelling would go down before Yennefer got home at the end of the week.

[us-the-voices-and-more-voices-2]

social media’s in a nutshell, but the people who actually use them.

Twitter: So did I you know your an awful person?

also twitter: Racism, racism, racism, sexism, your best friend talking about a dog they saw, sexism, sexism, homophobia, homophobia, homophobia, transphobia, NSFW art from a mutual, transphobia, transphobia, and then the worst take in the history of worst takes by some 13 year old or maybe it was actually 30 something you can’t tell.

YouTube: “why YouTube has become a capitalist hellhole for anyone who dares speak about anything not consumer friendly: A video essay” 4 hours and 50 minutes long, 40,895 views.

also YouTube: “me and my friend are mermaids btw here’s how to do the mermaid spell! Easy in 1 step!” 26 minutes long.

also also YouTube: “I COMMITED TAX FRAUD AND TRIED TO OUTRUN THE AUTHORITIES CHALLENGE 24 HOUR CHALLENGE PART 1 OF 279” 10 minutes long and has almost a billion views.

also also also YouTube: “beheading” 13 minutes long, with 1,600 views.

ALSO ALSO ALSO ALSO YouTube: “HUGGY WUGGY TOILET NAKED VORE?” 20 minutes long, 8 million views.

4chan: be me> sexless loser> finds amazing wonderful woman who loves me for me> she’s fat> keep her until someone else comes> me and her do exercise and eat better> she becomes 100/10> gets married> has kids> love of my life>

also 4chan: ROBOTS, /B/ WE MUST UNITE THIS FUCKER BLENDERED A CAT WE MUST KILL HIM>

THAT (insert string of slurs) WILL GET WHAT’S COMING TO HIM>

FOUND HIS ADDRESS AT 404 CATBLENDER MAN STREET>

AUTHORITIES CALLED I GOT THE RSPCA AT THE HOUSE LETS GO /B/ FUCK YEAH THIS IS A WIN FOR ALL THE ROBOTS LETS GO>

also also 4chan: *the most graphic picture you have ever seen that haunts your soul and your life you will never be the same* hey /b/ look what I found>

also also also 4chan: guys, *insert the most out of pocket slur filled green post you hav ever seen* and that’s why I think (insert minority) are degenerates>

tiktok: *video of hatsune miku dancing with the caption* it’s not okay to encourage ED$ instead be kind and respectful and not be f@tphobic and @blei$t

also TikTok: *a video plays before quickly cutting out replaced with a new one* YOU ARE MAKING PEOPLE UNALIVE THEMSELVES WITH THIS TIKTOK GET HELP TRANS PEOPLE AREN’T GŘOÖMËRS AND PDFILES YOU ARE AWFUL!

also also TikTok: *a video plays of a montage of red and black text* you never saw me as real, you never saw me. I’m going to k1ll myself soon, life is too hard my parents have taken away my ps5 and my phones I am making this on my friends phone. Good bye cruel world.

also also also TikTok: *dangerous things happen in quick succession* “so that’s how you do a deep clean of your home!” comments : girly😭 NO you can’t use 🔥 on wooden floorboards 😰

comments: 💀💀💀 bro’s using chemical weapons to clean her sink💀💀💀

Comments: BLEACH IN YOUR FISHTANK? GIRL ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL YOUR BF’S DISCUS😬

comments: okay you did so many things wrong here and genuinely I’m surprised your are still alive-1

Cleangirly: no it was pretty safe idk what you mean🤷‍♀️

Comments:WHAT DO YOU MEAN SAFE? YOU SET A FIRE TO CLEAN THE FLOORBOARDS?-2

Also also also ALSO TikTok: *a video explaining why if you hate the color blue your a narcissist* yeah anyone who hates blue is a big red flag girlies

Tumblr: “guys penis” 1 million notes

also tumblr: *a long post explaining the intricacies of sexuality, sexism, the queer identity, toxic masculinity, and how colonialism and racism plays into it.* so yeah long post whoops.

reblog: *the most loaded toxic reblog you have ever seen* woman should all be killed.

reblog: *starts out making some form of sense then devolves* ALL MEN ARE RAPISTS AND SHOULD BE PUT TO DEATH NOW

reblog: *a story relating heavily to the post, which makes the original post better by its addition* so yeah some other re blogs are missing the point but you really put my experience into words thank you <3

reblog: *a picture of the tags filled with the weirdest take you have ever seen* Uhh who are you and can you leave tumblr? Thanks?

also also tumblr: gifly the gif, share gifly the gif because look at him *mindbogglingly fast images flash*

Quora: “why is the sky blue?”

answer 1: because god made it that way in his infinite wisdom

answer 2: because *long winded but concise explanation on how it works* I have a doctorate in this subject.

awnser 3: Long story short, it’s not blue it’s the ozone or something.

Facebook: “meemaw want to add you as a friend” *presses yes, anyone you have ever known tangentially appears in the Facebook friends page*

Also Facebook: “Gerald is my husband who I love”

Comments: that’s nice Geraldine, happy anniversary

Comments: *long winded conspiracy theory* that’s why the illegals want to rule the world and destroy us all

also also also Facebook: *random 5minute crafts video* TOP TEN LIFE HACKS FOR COOKING!

comments: oh what an amazing video! -Geraldine

comments: YOU CAN MAKE THE POPPED CORN WITH A COKA COLA CAN?

comments: I am showing this to my dear wife Geraldine. -Gerald

omegle: *video starts live-streaming and you see an older man’s cock* “…” “…” “you 13?” “…” *ends chat*

also Omegle: *you and a guy talk for ages* that was awesome here’s my socials! See you soon friend!

reddit: “why the Reddit mods are power hungry” *it is a screenshot of a screenshot talking about mod abuse.* “REDDIT WANTS US SILENT WE MUST FIGHT!” *deleted post*

also Reddit: “top ten anime wifus in (PEDO BAIT SHOW) and why I’d fuck them”

also also Reddit: “how do you fix a bolted screw valve on a pressure cooker…”

Vine: *5 seconds of comedy*

[lagingersnapz]

Some Rain Must Fall - (Fallout Fic) Chapter 2: What's In A Name

Chapter: 2/?

In the past, Lucy sees the Ghoul for the first time in Filly.

Then, in the present, while travelling and trying to come up with a name for her new companion, Lucy and the Ghoul come across their first obstacle.

Characters: Lucy MacLean/Cooper Howard(The Ghoul), Dogmeat(CX-404), Original Characters

Word Count: 3687

Warnings: Violence, Swearing

Author's Note: I've decided to post a chapter a day until I am caught up to what is posted on Ao3, because I don't wanna spam the tags with 15 chapters of my fic right in a row, so if you want to read more than what I have on here, you can hop over to Ao3 and pick it up there. I try and post weekly new chapters there, so once I am caught up here it'll likely be the same schedule. No alpha or beta readers ever. We fly by the seat of our pants, for better or worse. And each chapter for the first 10 chapters is going to cover an interaction of Lucy and Cooper from the show at the start.

ALSO! An important note, I am going to name the sheriff from The Man From Deadhorse in this chapter. I looked around and didn't see an official name anywhere, so I took two famous Old West sheriff names and mashed them together because why not.

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Ao3

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Lucy’s face burned as she stood outside the doorway of Ma June’s Sundries. As soon as she had started to say that the mission of the Vaults was to save America, she had known she said the wrong thing. It sounded weak even to herself now that she had seen the surface, even in this limited capacity. Yet the hostility that had fallen over Ma June had still taken Lucy by surprise.

At the sound of barking she looked up and almost couldn’t believe what she was seeing in front of her. It was the same man and his dog that had showed up at her campsite before, warning her to go back to the Vault.

“You again, Miss?” His voice was soft. He didn’t sound surprised to see her, so much as disappointed. “Really think you should go home. You are not safe here.”

Lucy found herself nodding with a sigh. “That’s what people keep telling me.” She shrugged helplessly, looking back at the man’s stern but tired expression. “No one understands my situation.”

“You come from Vault 33,” he said, hardly missing a beat. “Your primary crop is corn.” He glanced up and away as though searching his memory for the information, and Lucy was too stunned to respond. “You have a Telesonic projector on your farm. It loops images of the Nebraskan countryside. You’ve been brought up in a meritocracy, where people pride themselves on doing the right thing.” He gave a quick glance around. “I think I know enough to know you need to go home.” His eyebrows rose in emphasis of his last statement.

Lucy’s mouth had fallen slightly open in shock as he spoke, her eyebrows pulled down in confusion. She stepped closer. “Who are you? And how do you know so much-?”

“Hey.” The voice of the woman from the counter in the shop cut Lucy’s questions off, and she came walking outside to join them “You Wilzig?” She was looking at the man with the round glasses. He gazed back, looking a little nervous, nodding his head.

“Let’s get you inside,” Ma June said. Then her gaze fell on Lucy, and her voice dropped to something between a hiss and a harsh half whisper. “I told you to get the fuck out of here.” Her eyes widened a little, and she gave her head a meaningful shake, like she was appalled that Lucy could have the audacity to still be standing on her doorstep.

Lucy opened her mouth to speak, to explain that she had been leaving, but that she had met this man before, and frankly she had a lot of questions for him that she would really like him to answer. But someone else spoke up first.

“Wilzig?”

All three of them turned to the source of the voice, a man, standing from a rocking chair on the other side of the market. Smoke from a nearby food stall drifted across the open space, obscuring him as he started to walk towards them. His steps were slow, almost lazy. He seemed relaxed, like nothing concerned him but the man in the round glasses standing in front of Ma June’s Sundries.

A hush fell over the market, and tension lanced through Lucy. All around the place people were whispering, and some even got up, gathering their tattered and rusted possessions and scuttling away to hide somewhere. As the man got closer, past the smoke, Lucy got a proper look at him, even if she couldn’t quite believe what it was she was seeing. 

Growing up, her father had taught her that first impressions were extremely important, and this man certainly left an impression, though maybe not a good one. His skin looked strange, the texture appeared almost burned, and was almost the color of a sunburn as well. His eyes were severely sunken into his skull, on top of that he didn’t appear to have a nose. Lucy knew staring was rude, but it was hard to tear her eyes away from that particular feature… Or perhaps lack of a feature.

The leather duster that he wore looked practically ancient, the ends of it tattered entirely beyond repair. A bandolier crossed over a leather vest on his torso; leather gloves on his hands, and he wore an old cowboy hat on his head, which looked like it might be bald. The entire ensemble looked filthy, and he had a gun strapped to his back, as well as at least one on his hip.

“Now, you wouldn’t happen to be a doctor, would ya?” His voice carried over to them as a thick, southern drawl. He both looked and sounded like some sort of Old West bandit straight out of the movies she had watched with her dad. “‘Cause I happen to be lookin’ fer one.”

Ma June stepped forward. “You know your kind ain’t welcome here.”

“Well,” the noseless man said, drawing the word out for a moment, “maybe not.” He tilted his head back and the ridge of his brow rose. “But I’m gonna make myself welcome.” He turned his head and his voice rose, addressing the rest of the market. “Now, last night a bounty came in through all six agencies!” He looked back at Ma June, but quickly focused on the man behind her.

“A hefty price,” he went on. “On the head of a man that fits the description of that fella right,” he pointed at Wilzig, “there.”

Lucy’s hand inched towards the handle of her gun. She might have been new to the surface, but she could sense that something was about to happen. She wasn’t, strictly speaking, involved yet, but there was no telling what the noseless man might do. Wilzig hadn’t spoken the entire time. He looked afraid, and she felt her stomach clench a little at the sight. He had seemed so confident out in the Wasteland before, but the noseless man had him spooked.

“Now, I may not know much,” the man continued in his thick accent, “but I do know a bidding war when I see one.”

“Maybe,” Ma June said. “But I’ve been paid a whole lotta caps to provide this man safe transport out of Filly.”

The words had barely finished leaving her mouth when the noseless man’s gun appeared in his hand, quick as a snake bite, and he fired a shot at Wilzig, who’s left leg just above the ankle exploded in a mist of blood and bone bits, taking his entire foot off.

Lucy’s jaw dropped and she stumbled backwards, away from the gory mess as Wilzig let out a wail, and Ma June dove to the ground behind a pair of metal oil drums.

A grin spread across the noseless man’s face. “Change of plans, I guess.”

Lucy’s heart hammered in her ears as she looked back at the man, trying to comprehend how the situation had gotten out of control so quickly.

“I got a thousand bottle caps for whoever kills that fucker!” Ma June screamed from her place behind the oil drums. Lucy didn’t know where she had been keeping her rifle, but it was in the woman’s hands now, and she was clearly gearing up to use it. “But you don’t get shit if I kill him first!”

Wilzig was sitting on the wooden boards of the walkway outside the shop, his mouth gaping open as he groaned and grabbed at his now missing foot. People started running around the edge of the marketplace. Some were scattering to leave, but others were clearly trying to find better strategically placed spots to shoot from.

The noseless man smiled wider, looking very much like he was enjoying the direction the situation had taken, and he raised one arm, his gun still clutched in his hand. He turned slowly, looking over the people that were assembling, waiting for one to make a move. When nobody did right away, he let his arm fall again, taking a few steps as he continued to look around. His smile remained tacked on his face.

Across the marketplace, someone finally raised their gun, but before they could fire so much as a shot, the noseless man had his weapon up again and he pulled the trigger. The bullet slammed right through the body of the unfortunate combatant, hit the shack behind them, and promptly exploded, sending splinters flying and knocking their companion off of their feet.

Spinning on her heel, Lucy charged back into the shop, while behind her the sounds of gunfire continued. It seemed a little rude to use the gunfight as a distraction, but there had been something in the book at the counter that Ma June hadn’t wanted her to see, and now seemed as good a time as any to try and sneak a peek. Her dad was depending on her.

***

Curiosity burned in Lucy’s chest. Back in the dilapidated clinic in what had felt like a lifetime ago, Roger had asked how long it had been since the Ghoul had started ‘Wastelanding.’ The Ghoul had said that it had been a long time. And at the observatory he had told her father he had waited 200 years to ask someone where his family was.

How could it be possible that he had been walking the planet for over 200 years, honing his craft and his instincts? She had asked him how he lived the way he did and why he kept going. Lucy couldn’t have imagined at the time how long he had actually been going for. But the answer was obvious now. Family. He was looking for his family. Lucy didn’t know exactly what that meant, but the Ghoul had said something about how her dad had once picked up the Ghoul’s wife’s drycleaning, so it was safe to assume that he was looking for at least a wife. Did he have children? Siblings? Did he have a dad out there somewhere?

What had his wife done that she earned enough for someone to do chores like that for her? And that it was her father… She rolled his comment about if her dad had wanted another autograph over in her mind. Whose autograph? She couldn’t imagine who the Ghoul could be that her dad would want an autograph, so maybe it was for someone else? And then, of course, he had quoted the movie The Man From Deadhorse. Lucy knew that movie well enough to recognize a line from it. It was her dad’s favorite movie, and he watched it all the time. Lucy could almost quote it by heart simply from having heard it playing all the time in their housing unit. The most obvious answer was that the Ghoul had something to do with those movies.

This brought the issue of his name back to the front of her mind. He claimed he no longer had a name, and had given her free rein to give him one herself. Not only that, but the dog couldn’t stay just ‘the dog’ in her head forever. But what name might fit? It had never been Lucy’s job to name anyone before, and it was turning out to be a lot more difficult than she had anticipated.

“Wyatt,” Lucy said out loud, testing the name on her tongue.

The Ghoul cast a look over his shoulder, but didn’t stop walking. “Who?”

The morning had come and gone almost entirely in silence, and the afternoon brought an oddly muggy heat as the two of them passed by some sort of marsh. Lucy had been continuing to try and keep her mind off of the miserable conditions, the betrayal of her father, and the loss from leaving Max behind by focusing on the issue of the Ghoul and a name for him.

She shrugged her shoulders and offered a smile to his back, as he was already facing straight ahead again. “That’s gonna be your new name. Wyatt. You know, like the sheriff from The Man From Deadhorse? Wyatt Hickok? You quoted it to my dad back at the observatory.”

Now the Ghoul did stop, and he turned back to stare at her, though his expression didn’t tell her what he might be thinking about, face shadowed by the brim of his hat.

“My dad watched that movie all the time,” Lucy went on. “He was a big fan of the actor who played the sheriff, Cooper Howard.” Lucy cocked her head to the side. She had stopped as well, close enough to the Ghoul that she could really study his expressions. “Did you know him at all? I mean, like, did you get my dad an autograph from him or something? You mentioned… an, uh, autograph.” The sentence had started out strong, but she watched the Ghoul’s face darken a little, and the ridge of his brows clearly showed that if he had eyebrows they would be drawn down, his lips twisting into a sneer, she felt her voice falter a tiny bit.

For a moment he was silent, staring at her like he always seemed to, as though he was trying to decide if she was worth keeping around anymore. “Yeah, I knew him. Real people-pleaser. Damn annoying. Reminds me of someone else I know, come to think of it.” His sneer turned into a scowl.

Lucy huffed, not wanting to be cowed by his intimidation attempt. “You’re the one that told me to pick a name for you. I picked. Deal with it.”

“Oh, I’ll deal with it,” the Ghoul snapped, taking another step closer to her. Lucy wanted to put her hand on her gun, but that would hardly do for de-escalation of the situation, which she wasn’t really sure how she had gotten herself into in the first place. He had been the one to tell her to make something up to call him, after all. She waited for him to do something more than crowd her space, but he simply stood there, glowering at her for a moment, before glancing off to the side, his eyes narrowed.

The hair on the back of Lucy’s neck stood on end and a shiver ran down her spine. The overwhelming sensation of being watched draped itself over her like a thick, stifling blanket. Although she couldn’t see or hear anything out there, the Ghoul clearly had.

“What-?”

A sharp gesture from the Ghoul cut her question off before it could fully form and she looked around to see what had him spooked. The dog stood still as well, sensing her master’s unease, and her ears swiveled around to try and catch the source. Lucy still didn’t see anything.

The three of them stood in silence, waiting and listening, until suddenly the Ghoul lunged for her and knocked her off of her feet. At the same time, several gunshots rang out. Lucy had a flashback to when the Ghoul had tried to shoot her back in Filly, and Max had tackled her through a wall to save her.

They landed heavily, and Lucy felt the air go out of her lungs, but the Ghoul didn’t give her a chance to recover, hauling her onto her knees and forward across the soggy ground until they were half sheltered against a wall of stone that may have once been part of a building.

The Ghoul’s hat had fallen off and when he picked it up they both spotted a hole in the brim.

“Well, now they’ve gone and pissed me off,” he growled, drawing his gun. The dog had followed the pair closely, and was pressed into the little alcove by the wall next to Lucy, but her hackles were raised and she looked ready to charge out there in defense of them both. “Stay,” the Ghoul said, and with frustration Lucy realized she couldn’t tell if the command was directed at her or the dog. She opened her mouth to protest when he held up his free hand to cut her off.

“The third rule, Vaultie. What I say, when I say it.” Then he turned, putting his hat back on and slinking around the edge of the wall as quietly as he could. The sounds of gunfire had died down almost immediately after he had tackled her, but Lucy still strained for a sign that anything might be out there.

Logic suggested it must be people of some sort, since animals didn’t use guns as far as she knew, though the surface was just wild enough that she didn’t think she would be all that surprised at this point if Bigfoot came charging out of the swamp at her waving around a machine gun. It could have also been a robot.

Something crunched not far away, and the dog let out a small growl and hunched down, preparing to leap at something. Lucy drew her gun and switched off the safety, though she didn’t put her finger on the trigger yet, as she didn’t know what she might be shooting at. A nearby bush rustled, and she aimed the gun.

“I ask that you come out with your hands up, or I will be compelled to use force.” Lucy did her best to sound commanding. The bush rustled again, and a small form stepped forward. Whatever Lucy had been expecting, it wasn’t this. The child was young, though it was hard to gauge their age, or gender for that matter, since they were also clearly malnourished. Gripped in their little hands was an entirely too large gun, and it was aimed right at Lucy.

“Hello there,” Lucy said in a much softer tone when the child didn’t immediately shoot her. “Um, look, I’m not going to hurt you, so could you maybe not hurt me?” She held up her hands so her gun wasn’t pointed at the child anymore. “See?”

The kid was struggling to see her through thick, unkempt hair that would have certainly been blonde if not for the amounts of dirt in it. Their arms shook with the effort of holding up the gun, and Lucy saw the determination on their face falter for just a second.

“You ain’t come to take what’s ours?” they asked.

Lucy's smile brightened and she shook her head. “Nope! Look, I’ll put my gun away and you can put away yours and we can just talk. I’m just traveling through with my friend. We thought someone was trying to kill us,” she explained as she put the safety back on her weapon. After a second of hesitation the child did the same, and at Lucy’s side the dog relaxed her aggressive stance, her tongue lolling out.

“That the ghoul in the hat?” the kid asked.

Lucy nodded. “Yeah. Hey, you look tired. Want anything to drink?” She was doing her best to move closer to the kid. The Ghoul was out there somewhere, and Lucy doubted the kid was alone. “You have anyone out there taking care of you?” She took a few slow steps towards the kid and was gratified to see they didn’t move away from her, though their little eyes narrowed a bit, and they raised one hand to swipe the hair from their forehead

“I don’t gotta tell you nothin’,” the kid said, and Lucy smiled again.

“Don’t talk to strangers is a very smart thing to know,” she conceded as she moved a little closer. On the rocks above them, she heard the click of a hammer drawing back, and felt her stomach turn to stone. Without thinking, Lucy jumped forward, throwing herself in front of the kid the same way the Ghoul had done to her only minutes before, and she felt something slam into her side.

The little kid gasped sharply but dropped the gun as Lucy pushed them out of the way of the bullet, and a string of curses rained down on them both. The dog started barking frantically and bounced around at Lucy’s side.

“Gosh damn it,” she hissed out, sitting up and looking behind her. Sure enough, the Ghoul was descending from the rocky wall above, his gun still in his hand. The kid was frantically searching for their weapon, but the Ghoul must have seen where it dropped, because he stooped down to snatch it up first.

“Of all the harebrained, stupid things to do in this world, jumping in front of a bullet has to be pretty high on the list of things one should normally like to avoid, Vaultie.”

“You were gonna shoot a kid!” Lucy snapped back, her hand on her side as she stared down the Ghoul. She had pushed herself up to her knees, and her hand was pressed hard to her side, but she could practically feel her heartbeat pulsing blood through her fingers.

“Was gonna shoot the gun out of her hand,” the Ghoul growled, and he stooped down to pull her hand away from her side and look at the wound. Lucy knew that he might be lying to her, but the rush of relief she felt at him telling her he had not been about to murder a child made her head light. Or perhaps that was the blood loss.

“Maybe I’ll call you Joey, after the villain from that movie, instead of naming you after the sheriff,” Lucy said, trying to make a joke.

“Maybe I’ll call you Hazard, because all you seem to be is a walkin’ one,” the Ghoul replied, putting her hand back on her wound so he could dig through his saddlebags. “Sonofabitch,” he snarled, and the sentence came out smashed together into a single word. “I don’t think we have any stimpaks. Don’t normally need ‘em, Ms. Hazard.”

“We do.”

The voice came from right behind Lucy, and she turned to find herself staring down the barrel of a gun. She hadn’t even heard anyone coming. The child from before was standing at the side of the man who had appeared out of nowhere, staring up at him.

“If ya can think of a reason for me not to blow ya’ll’s brains out, speak now or f’rever hold yer peace.”

[olivermajor226]

Enigma: Final Chapter (in three parts)

Here you go! Three-part chapter, because it got so long. But it's done. It's DONE. *laughs and cries and then throws self out window but not really but FUCK*

Chapter 31: Part I

Chapter 31: Part II

Chapter 31: Part III + Epliogue-y thing

And, finally, my acknowledgements, because on AO3 I promised a version with live links. <3

There are a few really integral people I want to thank, for either the help, inspiration or both. First off, my partner, Tyler, who has listened to me read every single chapter of this thing aloud to check for all kinds of stuff, including typos, awkward phrasing, etc. (Although I still missed tons of that shit, and for that I’m sorry. There are pros and cons to going beta-less on a fic this long, missing typos and repeating phrases and some general wonkiness inevitably showing up in posted chapters is one of them. But I don’t like asking anyone to read and edit a 20k word chapter, so yeah. You’ll find if you go back and re-read, a lot of it has been cleaned up substantially, me catching shit after posting. If I ever write a sequel, I’ll need to re-read this thing again, too, and I’ll clean it up another time.) Tyler also was my point person for so, so many discussions about characterization and plot points, etc. He is also endlessly patient and kind. And I love him to pieces. 

The second person I wanted to thank was Bright_Thorn (@bright-thorn) for encouraging me for many, many months in the form of reading and feedback and help with a lot of the Spanish translation and also with just being a phenomenal author. The first story I read by them was actually 404, which inspired so much of the chatter and relationships between the droids, and also really got me to think about what autonomy would look like in a droid. Of course Unorthodox Modifications was also a huge inspiration, in terms of not only how a relationship between Cassian and K-2 could develop, but also it provided inspiration in understanding how Cassian could be in a relationship at all. Lol. I have also always loved their inclusion of Chopper in their stories, and that inspired me from the get-go (even as early on as Integration) to make sure he was in this. (Sexy, sexy scene between K-2 and Chopper in armed. Sex between droids was inspired by that and something of Robotboy’s I’ll talk about.) Iterations was also incredibly helpful in exploring how various versions of Kay might deal with waking up after the loss of Cassian. And although this went a different way, it was exceptionally helpful in the beginning thinking of how Kay might even think about grieving Cassian. 

Other stories they’ve written that inspired either characters or the possibility I could even write a character like that included For the Long Haul, which included a sentient ship, which inspired Atlas’s character. Reed and Eirtae’s relationship, or the idea of just exploring other human/droid relationships was partly inspired by Non-standard Issue, which is a fucking lovely, beautifully felt fic. Go read it if you haven’t.

Robotboy’s (@r0b0tb0y) stories have also been incredibly inspiring and just downright beautiful to read. You, Me, and the Monsters Inside Us was paramount in exploring a more digitally-based Cassian, including ways the two of them might be intimate virtually. Defect was also just fucking wonderful, and really helped my exploration of Cassian undercover. Also Tax Deductible Fuck, because… of course. Basically all of them. lol.

Whalebone’s stories too. Oh, where do I begin? Their entire series Radio Heart inspired so many moments of how I could conceive of this pairing together. How they write these two is beautiful, and when I wanted to just call it quits, the emotion of this series kept me going. Thermal Coupling was also one of the first Cassian/K-2SO stories I read and made me fall in love with this pairing all the more. My favorite by them has to be while(true) though, and documents five very beautiful and different kisses. That’s one of my favorite Kayssian stories of all time. 

Maker, there are so many others. Movement Recalibration by theLoyalRoyalGuard helped imagine both Cassian and K-2SO surviving Scarif, both permanently changed. In fact theLoyalRoyalGuard’s whole series Dual Process Theory is amazing and go read it. 

There have been dozens of others, some which I can’t remember the names of. Truly though, I’ve never been a part of a ship with so many fantastic authors and so many intriguing, beautiful ideas. And I’ve never felt so supported and welcomed, so thanks to everyone.

And finally thank you to anyone who read or commented. I was almost exclusively writing the ScarletVision ship for years, and I really put my heart into that one. I got a lot of traction and feedback and love, in the form of hundreds of comments and kudos, but when I leaned more into the AI/robotics dimension of the ship, a lot of people stopped reading. It was heartbreaking, and I learned my lesson, about how to cherish a *single* comment I received, and how amazing it was if even one single human being sat down and read a chapter I wrote through to the end. Also, that it doesn’t feel good to write for any other reason than you enjoy it. I had forgotten that, at some point, somewhere along the way.

I write because I can’t *not*. I write because I have an extremely busy mind. I write because real life, at times, has been so incredibly hard, and slipping into a world where I can pretend is healing. Also because the characters always help me work through my own problems, help me think about themes and lessons maybe I, the person, am not ready to deal with just yet. I write to keep my sanity. I never write for reviews or comments or likes, because, lol, I don’t pick ships that generate a lot of that. But it’s lovely when I know someone read, because it feels like we shared the same world for a little bit. Because it’s the reason I read too. So if I offered someone a little escape from how hard life can be, even for just a little while, then I think that’s pretty amazing. 

So, anyway, thanks for staying (uh, a lot longer than I thought, in terms of actual time spent on this and length), but thank you anyway. Stay safe, friends. I appreciate you. 

Love,

Aero

[polyamorouspunk]

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Was out with mountain boy last night and 1. I learned how to say ‘i love you’ in latin (te amo) and 2. Very much questioning the whole arospec thing because of this boy. Cause for the first time in my *life* the feelings have lasted more than 2 weeks. Its been 2 months. HOLY SHIT IVE BEEN DATING MOUNTAIN BOY FOR 2 MONTHS

But yeah. And also like. As of last night its like *new feeling unlocked* like I’ve had butterflies but I’ve never had butterflies to the degree that Im *still* having butterflies over something 24 HOURS later. And like. That could also just be from being in the middle of a flare that my emotions just are not regulating correctly but like. I feel like I just unlocked emotions 2.0. So maybe I am the actual rare case of ‘you just haven’t been with the right guy yet’ which is infuriating but also I *like* these feelings

But also on the whole chronic illness front - WE FUCKING HATE IT HERE and Im downing ibuprofen like its candy (that is a joke for those that need told). So if my brain could just stop having the 404 error causing both thinking and motor skill problems atm that would be great

Uuhhhhh OH! And therapy is now once a month instead of every other week so I guess thats a plus

Those are my life updates bro how are you?? I miss chatting with you I feel like I never have time to be on here anymore

*answers like a week later* whaaaat I always have time to chat haha 😅😅

Well I’m glad you feel that way! I know personally I can only feel that way with people I’ve met irl even if it’s just meeting them once. I love that feeling though, I’m always chasing that high.

It’s been two months 😭 where has the time gone

I love my best friend to pieces but hanging out with her and her husband was soooo. For someone who’s “autistic and touch-adverse” homegirl SURE did a 180 on that. Third wheel for a week straight 😐 I support her not conforming to social norms even when it’s embarrassed me in the past but like. Boundaries. When you are with someone else. I always made sure that I was never super PDA or hung up on my ex when we were dating because I never wanted to make someone feel like a third wheel and uh. Yeah that’s why.

I just started my meds back up, I’m back on Prozac after my hiatus from taking meds. It reached the point where I’m like “okay yeah maybe my meds were doing SOMETHING even if they weren’t WORKING exactly so MAYBE I should go back on them and be a LITTLE less crazy”. I intend on starting therapy back up. I have free therapy through work, probably Better Help, but it’s probably better than nothing. I already know my data’s on the dark web from all the times my bank account has been hacked so I don’t need to worry about them selling my personal info 😅

I was planning on graduating this semester but that’s not happening :) so next semester it is.

My mom wants to come back up next summer and my best friend and I have been trying to plan matching tattoos and we talked about getting them up there where I got them last time so maybe I’ll see you then! Sick New World already sold out so I guess that plan is a bust 😅

[pikminthelasthumanau]

(This is the Chart that tells the relationships between the Arcadia/Spruce and the characters in Pikmin and how they met.)

Pikmin TLH AU Relation Chart and how they met:

Pikmin 1: (Human's age: 17-18)

Olimar: More like a father to them. After he saved from the shelter they were trapped in, it was a moment of excitement, then confusion as they first met. At first, they didn't know how to communicate with him, because they assumed he would have a different language than them, but Olimar could understand their language, so they communicated that way. After they explained their situation, and Olimar explained his, they decided to help him search for his ship parts, despite their lack of knowledge of the outside world. Olimar, feeling bad about the human's situation, accepted their help, and also offered to help teach them some of the main skills needed for survival for as long as he would be on the planet. As the days go on, he does indeed teach the human how to survive while they help him and the Pikmin find the missing ship parts. In the world were they successfully fix the Dolphin, they say goodbye until they meet again.

Pikmin 2: (Human's age: 21)

Louie: At first, shakey start of the friendship, then really good friends, then it gets shakey again, crashes for a moment, then gets back to being friends again, but Louie is kinda obsessive over them cause they're kinda like his first friend/person that isn't part of his family that he cares for and its kind of a scary friendship. After Louie starts crashing down onto the planet's ground, Arcadia/Spruce follows him to where he is falling. At the first moment, they don't know how to speak to him, due to him seeming to be asleep, but when they approach him, he abruptly sits up, spooking Arcadia/Spruce. When they ask if he's okay, he hesitates but then nods as a sign that he is ok. Arcadia/Spruce is happy that he's okay, then they get the signal from the Freight ship asking him if his senses are fully 'functional.' (Hehe, robot pun) After he confirms his shape and walks around, Arcadia/Spruce follows him to help him find what he's looking for and helps him learn about the Red Pikmin and the Onions. Then after finding Olimar and flattening the Paper Bag blocking the way, they gather the battery they found and carry the battery to the ship. How they became good friends was because the human brought up the topic of food when they were exploring around together while looking for Olimar and Louie was paying attention to every word they said. Especially when they talked about the food that could be made from the creatures of the planet.

Sancho: At first, they didn't know who he was and assumed he was a good guy, but as soon as Olimar said that he was the guy who sent him back to the planet, they pulled a complete 180° and started yelling at him. Sancho took their yelling as a showing of gratitude though, and 'hired' them to be the 'Official PNF-404 Bodyguard and Treasure Collector.' Arcadia/Spruce attempted to yell at him again, but Olimar stopped them from yelling anymore, due to the fact they'd probably lose their vocal chords if they stayed there yelling at him the rest of the time.

Pikmin 3: (Human age: 24)

Alph: Literally that one friend duo that is "Innocent but Chaotic." They met after Arcadia/Spruce ran to look for help after Olimar got kidnapped by the Wraith and Louie ran away from them after realizing what Olimar was walking into, Arcadia/Spruce escaped from the Formidable Oak to go and search for help. Whenever they saw the Drake malfunction and crash to the surface, they followed the trail of smoke that was being left behind by the ship. When they find the Drake, they look nearby for any of the people who fell from the ship, only to find Alph knocked out in a body water. They dragged him out of the water, tried to tap him to wake him up, and even shook him to get him to regain consciousness. It worked, but after Alph fully woke up, he panicked out of fear of who or what they were. After a feeble attempt to calm Alph down, it surprisingly works, and Alph trusts the human, but still being cautious about them. When they find the Pikmin, Arcadia/Spruce asks if he has a whistle, and when he says yes, they tell him to call the Pikmin to him. They basically teach him how to use Pikmin as well like how they taught Louie, but they take more caution as Alph isn't a Hocotatian and doesn't know how to lead the Pikmin well. They became friends after Arcadia/Spruce asked to know more about the Drake and what it can do, and Alph just hyperfixated over everything it could do.

Brittany: Ladies, gents, and non-binary pearls, if you're looking for that one friendship that makes you think, 'I ain't never seen two pretty best friends,' here's the two pretty best friends. At first, when Brittany saw them with Alph, she thought, "WHAT AND WHO IS THAT!?" She was mortified because she thought the human was a monster of some kind, but after Alph explained what and who they were, Brittany still held up her guard, but calmed down. They helped Brittany learn about the Yellow Pikmin, then helped look for some fruits and spoke about the seeds in the fruit and what could be made with the fruit and the juice, and then talked about some of the fauna on the planet. They got along nicely, and Brittany sometimes does the human's hair before they go out on expeditions.

Charlie: He is literally like the grandpa that Arcadia/Spruce wishes they had. After he was saved from the Phosbat's belly by the crew and the human, he played it cool before asking who they were. Yes, he was terrified of them, but after being told that they were a good human, he was alright with them. When they heard some of the stories that he told the crew about how he went on many dangerous adventures before this, they were interested in hearing the stories he had. Sometimes, when the human gets sad, he'll share some quotes of inspiration or just tell them stories to attempt to distract them from being sad. It works sometimes, but sometimes it doesn't.

Pikmin 4 (Human's age: 20-22)

Dandolimar: Still like their father figure, just taught more about Dandori. Same way of how they met Olimar, just with them failing to help him find the ship parts and finding Moss. After they found him on the ground, his space suit damaged critically. They were worried that he was gone, but Moss with the group of Pikmin that they had with them carried Olimar to the Onion, anad then he was Leafified. After that, they were happy that he was alive again, but he couldn't remember too much. He could only think of four things: The Pikmin, Moss, the human, and Dandori. Meaning he remembered that he promised to teach the human how to survive, but he couldn't remember what for. The human felt sad that they failed to get him off the planet, but Dandolimar could only try to calm them down. He did successfully and the human felt less sad about it because if he was okay with being on the planet, then they were okay with him being there. (Also fun fact: After that entire thing, Arcadia/Spruce put a stick with a leaf in their hair to look exactly like him and the Pikmin. Mostly so people would know that he basically raised them, but also cause they thought it looked fun.)

Louie: Lemme tell you, man for real just treats them more kindly than others, but when he abandons them, Arcadia/Spruce feels like they did something wrong. They meet him after they flee from the Rescue Corps when they recovered Olimar, they assumed that they would be in trouble or in danger if they were brought back with him, so they fled as quick as they could. After the Rescue Corps leaves the planet with Olimar, they meet Louie and team up with him to 'help' find Castaways that have been deathly injured. At least, they assume they're helping the Castaways. At first, they don't trust him, but after realizing he looks like he's a Hocotatian like Olimar, they slowly start to trust him. When they're defeated on the last Dandori Battle against him though, Louie flees on foot, leaving Arcadia/Spruce and Moss behind to deal with the Rescue Corps. Thus making their friendship a little strained.

Moss: Human's best animal friend. They met Moss with Olimar after she was fainted somewhere. Arcadia/Spruce searched for the treat, gave it to Olimar, and Olimar gave the treat to Moss. Moss is a big dog and the human is her secondary owner.

Pom and Oatchi: At first, they don't like each other, mostly cause Arcadia/Spruce thinks they'll try to do something to them and Moss. After they get recovered and are bought back to the Rescue Base, they basically are the two friends who just talk about their dogs whenever they can. Oatchi absolutely loves to play with them and Moss. Pom also understands them even with their kinda jumbled up sentences. (Example: Pom: "So how was your day?"

◇A/S: "So cool! Day gave big searchings! Found tiny bug creatures and really, REALLY BIG bug creatures!"

Pom: "Really? What did they bugs look like?")

The Rescue Corps: They met when Arcadia/Spruce and Moss made it to the Corps. Arcadia/Spruce thought they'd be mad at them for turning Olimar and the other leafing Castaways into leaflings, but since Olimar explained their reasoning for turning the Castaways and him into leaflings, they seemed to welcome them with (almost) open arms.

Collin is just confused on what they are, but he treats them like he would any normal person. (Although Arcadia/Spruce acts more like a child, rather than their actual age.)

Shepherd thinks they're adorable. (in an innocent way) She likes how the human treats Moss and Oatchi and always plays with them before Pom heads out for an expedition. She's one of the people Olimar accidentally tells Arcadia's/Spruce's past to, but she knows it's probably supposed to be secret, so she doesn't tell anyone. She feels bad for the human, but she's actually happy that they're there.

Dingo is, in many ways, jealous of them. They act more like friendly rivals, kinda, but their 'rivalry' is only known by him and Pom. Arcadia/Spruce has 0 idea of the so-called rivalry and thinks it's just another way of saying that they're friends. There are times when he's nice to them, but only whenever they need help with things in the wild or whenever they are having trouble with anything around the base. Otherwise, everything is a competition when it comes to them doing anything. (Pom learned it after Dingo vented to them about how he was jealous of how the captain thought Arcadia/Spruce was adorable.)

Bernard just thinks of them as a cool little human. He respects them after hearing that they've actually helped out Olimar many times when he was in trouble as a leafling. (Also, the fact that they have a lot of energy when they run around the base just reminds him of when he was a kid. He was a really fast paced kid when he was little.) [At least, what I headcanon kinda-]

Yonny: They're afraid of him, since when they first met him, his first sentence to them was, "I wonder if you can survive being experimented on..." When that happened, they immediately started crying cause they thought he was actually going to experiment on them and possibly even kill them with the experiments. Yonny likes them though, even though he was banned from testing any experiments on them without their consent.

Ross's relationship to the human though is... what's the word?

Oh yeah-

a dumpster fire.

Honestly, the only reason it's bad is because of the fact he constantly talks about his mother(?) and how she spoils him and everything.

Note, if you take a moment to think about why this would cause problems:

Human's family was killed in the 'War of Humanity.'

They could've been friends with Russ if he didn't brag about his mother a lot, but because of that, I'd see them just being acquaintances, but the human avoid every conversation with him.

Extras:

(All and in both the good end and bad end) Pikmin: They're like the family they gained after Olimar saved them. Sometimes, they'll play with the Pikmin or will even just have pretend parties for them. After the captains escape from the planet though, the human becomes their leader.

Snavi: In the good end timeline, Arcadia/Spruce finds a baby Snagret with the Pikmin after Olimar leaves and raises it to be a pet that also acts like a defense mech. The Snagret is like a Downy Snagret, but instead of it thinking everything is food, it just fights to defend itself, as it evolutionized to eat mostly plants or seeds. When they try to take care of it, it's wary of them at first, but when they find it a fruit to eat, it starts to trust them. After a year, it becomes a grown-up Snagret and basically aids Arcadia/Spruce when they summon it with a call they made for it when they need assistance or when they find food or it's time to rest.

(Welp, this took a whole day to come up with, and I don't know if I'm proud of it. [I'm proud. :)] But here's their relationships with the characters. I wanted to give the human a fair amount of good friendships, but I also didn't want to make them seem really dislikable because of the fact they have a lot of friends and nobody disliking them. Arcadia/Spruce in the good end's personality is the personality you'll see on a person that tries their best to survive while they also try to protect the ones they care about if they're around. In the bad end, their personality would be based around a person who feels insecure and feels like they can't do anything on their own because Olimar's 'death' would affect them like that because their main goal was to help him escape. After Olimar is revived though, they act more like a child around him, no matter if he's 10 feet away from him or even right next to him. But when they're with anyone that they don't trust, they're very bashful and timid around people they don't trust fully. So both timelines of the human are basically just opposites of each other.

Also, as a side note, from now on for future posts, I'm using Arcadia for future posts-

You can still call them Spruce, though. I'll understand who they are because Spruce is Arcadia's other name.

Oh, also take a little thing I got from an ICQ Generator with ☆Arcadia and Louie cause I thought it fit perfectly for them.)

[Arcadia: Do you even know what an amulet is?

Louie: Of course I do! I eat amulets sometimes. I like the ones with cheese and onions!

Arcadia: Louie, those are omelettes.

Louie: Oh. Then I’ve got nothing.]

(ALSO I JUST REMEMBERED SOMETHING, I REALIZED I ACCIDENTALLY NAMED ARCADIA AFTER THE BLOSSOMING ARCADIA-)

[starswallowingsea]

Hi apologies in advance for this ask being SO long, I just really love a3 and seeing new people get into a3 :')

I happened upon your posts and since you say you've read Act 5 now I'm assuming you managed to find it, but just in case: nobody uses the fandom wiki for a3, everything's on a site called "yaycupcake"! (well, not EVERYTHING everything, you'll have to take to looking on tumblr at Some point and Act 12 translation is a work in progress, but effectively everything)

Other than that, there are video archives on youtube from when the English server was active if you'd want to use those for story, you should be able to find them pretty easy but I can link if needed.

Second thing, it looks like you went right into Act 5 from the Anime? Which is understandable, but you should read the Play Events in between! They're not officially marked as Main Story, but they absolutely are, and you will be lost later on without having read them, both in terms of character development AND important plot stuff. Each Troupe got two Plays between Act 4 and Act 5 so that's 8 Events. Seasonal Events aren't As important so you can skip most of those, but iirc the Christmas and New Year events tie into the main story too.

Lastly - and this is entirely me being picky, so no pressure - if you only watched the Anime, I highly recommend going to read these five Chapters from the first Main Story;

Act 2 Chapter 29

Act 4 Chapters 19-21 (these ones especially)

Act 4 Chapter 31

I don't think anything else important was missed but also it has been a while, this message is long as is anyway akdpemsnms

I hope this helps a bit!!! Sorry if you have already done some of this, and of course even if you haven't there's no pressure to do so, this is just me going "I think this is the best way to get into it!", whatever works best for you is best!

OMG thank you anon! Yes i did get to yaycupcake eventually thanks to my friend Chii @vampuppyy and have it bookmarked now but when I was originally looking for story translations it kept giving me 404 messages so you know. Wasnt really available to use. I do plan on going back for at least some of the events too I have the clockwork one open on my laptop already lmao and these stories are not at all as dense as Enstars stories can be and godbless they aren't suffering from the abyssmal load times of the wayback machine. I did notice Sakuya mentioned their previous plays when giving Chikage the pep talk so I figured it wouldn't hurt to read at least some previous events before moving onto Act 6 anyway.

But thank you so much & if you have anything else my inbox is always open and I will probably continue live blogging as I go. I'm stuck in merge game hell for Engstars right now so I needed something else to do to help stave off burnout there

[neocatharsis]

<Arena Korea Interview>

Q. How many unreleased beats are piled up?

Taeyong: I think it'll be enough to release 2 full albums. If I release a full-length album, I want to include about 20 songs at a time. At first, I also thought of a mixtape without a title track.

Q. Is there a song that you made over a long period of time and that you're particularly attached to?

Taeyong: It was never released, but it's a song called ‘404’. I made it 3 years ago. It's about personal concerns about work. I remember revising the lyrics several times. I like poetic expressions, so even if the lyrics are abstract, you'll know that I made it with my heart.

Q. I'm curious about the lyrics you've wrote down

Taeyong: (keeps scrolling his notepad) these are all the lyrics (I've wrote). There's no end. There's a phrase that I like. I've told the fans about this before. The lyrics I wrote in a song for my pet dog (Ruby) are ‘If we happen to be born and meet again in the next life, let's take the opposite positions and fill in each other's missing parts’. It's a precious and eternal sentence.

Q. Do you like mixtapes?

Taeyong: Yes. It would be nice if many people could listen to it, but it's okay even if they don't. It's just that I have a strong desire to show the world the songs I'm making.

Translated by leehyuniverse

[emberfaye]

2, 3, and 21 for writer asks ❤️

JAM HI I LOVE YOU

2. How many fics did you work on this year? (They don’t have to be finished or published!)

21 new published, 1 updated, and about idk...15 or so unfinished wips?

3. What’s something you learned about yourself as a writer?

me? learn something? feels fake. Hm....i guess...That i actually know what i'm talking about. (gonna try not to minimize myself) Like, my stories resonate with people, and they tell me that, but i'm still like, 'oh, but that's just a lucky accident'. but The amount of people who i've worked with on their stories, and them being like "oh thank you that's what the problem is!' "that's what it was missing"

Writers who i admire trusting me with their drafts and ideas telling me 'hey you made me rethink this aspect' and such like. I still don't feel like i have the vocabulary to be good at things, but i have the experience

21. Share your favorite piece of dialogue

“What do you mean, it got stuck?”

“Well,” Arm explained sheepishly, “Khun Nu saw it while he was buggering me–”

“You mean bugging?” 

For whatever reason, Arm’s face flushed. “Yes, yeah, sure. Anyways, Khun Nu decided we needed to try it out, in case of something like the unprecedented coup, so we did–”

Big’s eye twitched. “Cut to the chase, and tell me where, exactly, a multi million baht surveillance camera got stuck?”

From 404: operator error. it was fun to write these two interacting.

Writer's ask

[bebepac]

I posted 1,590 times in 2022

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Only 40% of my posts had no tags

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#evil drake - 158 posts

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Longest Tag: 55 characters

#the fandom is big enough for us all to do our own thing

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

The Big Apple Dumplin' Festival

This is a one shot from my Fast Forward Universe for @txemrn father's day prompt.

Just imagine: Your TRR LI is at an important public event. The heir (4-5 years old) throws a tantrum.  MC is COMPLETELY out of the picture.  How would your LI (Liam/Drake/Maxwell/Leo) react?

The Book: TRH

The Pairings: Liam x Riley , Maxwell x Taylor (Maxwell x F!OC) , Nico x Angelica (M!OC x F!OC)

Word Count: 2355

Warnings and Ratings: Profanity. / Teen

Original Post: 06/18/22 at 8:50PM EST.

A/N: Do you have to have read Fast Forward to understand this? Nope, but I highly recommend if you are looking for a binge read. But I'm going to give you some things you do need to know. My Riley is married to Liam with four kids: Ellie, (12) Adam (11), Jaiden (5), and Liberty (4). My Riley also has an identical twin sister Taylor that's living in Cordonia now. (They were separated at birth and my Riley was adopted. ) Taylor and Maxwell are married. Other People you will see:

Nico: Riley's Guard married to Angelica (Ana), Riley's assistant. Nico and Ana have one daughter together Iris, (9 months) and Nico has a child from a previous relationship Nicolai (Nic) (age 13).

Taylor and Maxwell have identical twin daughters Lily and Violet (age 2)

A/N2: I had read a few of the father's day fics that have come across my dash, and I just finished mine this afternoon and was starting the proofing process on my own when I found @debramcg1106 had posted her's already and we both have a slightly similar situation with children getting undressed. So I ran my story by her, and she was okay with it.

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"What do you think of the idea Riley? Personally, I like it. It's a play on where you're from, and you get to crown someone Queen for the festival, as you were crowned."

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#4

A Piece of Heaven on Earth Part 6

This is my second submission for the last @wackydrabbles​​​​ prompt # 145 That was really really good which will appear in bold.

My OG Riley had to be a part of this.  She had to be. She started the wacky drabbles journey with me, it’s only fitting, my final submission is with her.  

This also is a submission for @choicesmonthlychallenge​​​​ for day 3 for paranormal.

The series:  A Piece of Heaven on Earth

The Book:  TRR

The Pairings: Liam x Riley /  Riley x Nico 

Word Count: 4599

Warnings and Ratings:  Profanity, Sexual Situation, 18+

Song Inspiration: When Can I see You by Babyface

Song Inspiration: Come Away With Me by Norah Jones

Song Inspiration Just a Dream by Nelly  

Summary: Riley moves in with Taylor until her apartment is vacated by Liam. Nico and Riley begin an relationship together. Team Liam launches an offensive to help bring Liam and Riley back together.

Original Post: 05/06/22 at 11:24PM  EST

A/N:  This is very special to me.  So please be kind.  I’m writing this as a tribute story to my Riley FC, the late Cheslie Kryst, in a way to deal with my grief which has almost been consuming my life.  I started following her in 2019 when I was watching the Miss USA pageant.  I rooted for her immediately.  Not only was she from my home state, but she was just this bright twinkling light on stage, she was a minority, like me. So when I came to the fandom in January 2020 and started writing stories for TRR I picked her as my Riley FC because she embodied what I wanted my “Riley” character to be.  Even in her untimely passing, I am still finding out more about her life and I have written her pretty accurately, even down to having depression.  So I will say it again.  If you need help please reach out.

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#3

I don't care what anyone says, words hurt, and can do more damage than a physical bully. The more and more I read about her, the sadder I feel for her, that she really felt alone, her outwardly confident exterior , she had material wealth and appeared to "have it all", she was dealing with and was hiding so much pain and hurt inside.

I can't even begin to formulate words to convey the anger and hurt I feel. I thought she was beautiful, graceful, intelligent, and poised. A true Queen. To see people trolled and talked about her this way makes me sad for humanity. And that she deleted all the negative comments. As an avid follower of hers, for years I never once saw a negative comment. That must have been emotionally exhausting for her.

This world already feels darker without your light Beautiful Queen.

123 notes - Posted January 31, 2022

#2

A Piece of Heaven on Earth: Part 1

The Book:  TRR Pairing:  Liam x Riley (eventually)  Word Count: 2902 Warnings & Ratings:  Sexual Innuendo, mention of character’s perceived death, profanity; Teen Liam and Riley, Chance, Maxwell and Bryce belong to PB, all others are my own characters  to support our story. Summary:  Riley and Liam meet in an odd situation Song Inspiration:  I by Yiruma Story Inspiration: Just Like Heaven -you see similarity to the storyline of the movie but there will be differences I added in as well.

Original Post:  03/08/22 at 8:43PM EST.

A/N:  This is very special to me.  So please be kind.  I’m writing this as a tribute story to my Riley FC, the late Cheslie Kryst, in a way to deal with my grief which has almost been consuming my life.  I started following her in 2019 when I was watching the Miss USA pageant.  I rooted for her immediately.  Not only was she from my home state, but she was just this bright twinkling light on stage, she was a minority, like me. So when I came to the fandom in January 2020 and started writing stories for TRR I picked her as my Riley FC because she embodied what I wanted my “Riley” character to be.  Even in her untimely passing, I am still finding out more about her life and I have written her pretty accurately, even down to having depression.  So I will say it again.  If you need help please reach out. 

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136 notes - Posted March 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Rest In Peace Cheslie Kryst

Original Post: 1/30/22  8:39PM EST.

Update 1/31/22

If you have been following me for a bit know that  Cheslie  was my face claim that I used for my original “Riley” character for my TRR writing and series.  Sadly, news reports are coming in from New York, she took her own life today.  And I cried, and I’m still crying. 

Is it silly that part of me feels like I know her, as I’ve been writing about her, in this world for the past two years?  That there are tears in my eyes for her feeling that she had nothing left but to do this final act, you can’t erase, and I feel for her family, and friends, and fans out there, that all feel like the world is a little darker today already without her here. 

Cheslie, even though I didn’t personally know you, I feel like I did because I’ve been writing  you for over two years, of how I perceived you to be.  In all the social media I saw of you, I perceived you to be confident, funny, kind, and a little bit goofy but also goal oriented,  a strong  woman.  My hope for you is that you have finally found peace.  I wish you would have seen yourself, the way I saw you and wrote you. I miss you already and I never met you in real life. 

We have to do better as people, to see the signs and check in on each other, I would have never thought, this would be her fate from her life that she had lived and social media presence.  You never know what people are struggling with under the surface. You think that they have it all, but they feel that they are missing something crucial.

If you are feeling lost or hurt please reach out to your friends or family or someone that can help.  Please get help.   People will miss you if you’re gone, people you might not even realize. I read that 93% of people that survive a suicide attempt say they regret the choice they made, after they made it, but then, it's too late. Please get help if you need it.

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292 notes - Posted January 30, 2022

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