#MY BRAIN JUST PICKED A VOICE

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Woke up from a nap and dreamt that superior had 1 scene in spiderverse and almost lost my entire mind and woke up and went oh my god I have to doodle this

[puppyeared]

horrible truth bomb dropped on my head 20 min ago

[blackhholes]

Teen Wolf as Horror Subgenres

Season six B: Cosmic Horror

[czigonas]

What if not dead Soap, not traitor Soap, not taken-by-Makarov-and-brainwashed Soap, but a secret fourth thing: Soap who wakes up alone in the tunnel and thinks he was abandoned by his team. Add in a little memory loss for spice, shake him up and let him go.

Price, Gaz, and Ghost who couldn't stay until the cleanup/retrieval teams arrived. Who had to leave Soap's body behind and try to catch up with Makarov before his trail goes cold. Soap who wakes up alone, covered in blood but more concerned with where his team has gone. How could they leave him behind? He trusted them, thought they would never betray him... but he's here and they aren't.

Soap who knows the faces of the 141 but not their names or why it hurts to think about them. And their faces and that hurt are all tangled up in the sharp feeling of betrayal (how could they leave him?) and so he thinks they're enemies.

But also Soap who still has an instinctive, visceral hatred for Makarov and his men, so he makes himself a third variable in the fight. He pulls on a balaclava and a skull mask (the skull is important - drenched in a feeling of bittersweet love - but white is a colour not for him so he'll choose red like the blood he woke up in, lost and alone) and becomes a threat to both sides.

Meanwhile, the 141 is reeling from Soap's loss but needs to replace manpower, so they pick up some new people and... it's hard. Ghost and Gaz do not take easy to them. Even Price finds it hard to give the new guys the same leeway he did to Soap. They're all a little colder without their Sunshine. Eventually they run across Soap in the field, however.

Maybe it's just Price and Gaz at first; Ghost retreating into solo missions as he spirals towards self-destruction. They have a lead on one of Makarov's suppliers but when they reach the compound they're meant to infiltrate, they find someone's beaten them to it. Gaz is the one to spot him; alerting his captain to the red-masked figure who's cornered their target and is in the process of making him regret working with Makarov.

They'll never know what gave their positions away, but Gaz will swear down later that the shot that nicked a tree three inches to the left of his head was not a miss. That the man in the red skull had him dead in sights and, at the last second, his hand twitched to send the bullet wide. They get their target - a little worse for wear after enduring the attentions of the mysterious stranger - but they both know it's not the last they've seen of him.

Price sees him next but instead of anyone familiar he's got one of the newbies at his back and this time there's no deliberate miss. Maybe it isn't fatal but the poor soldier standing in a place not meant for them will likely never fight again. Price takes it for the kind of warning it is and refuses to allow any of the other FNGs on any mission where they might encounter the red masked man.

Ghost is the last to meet him, at least up close. Maybe he's only seen the man in passing, neither of them really paying attention to each other except that they're staying out of each other's way. He's heard enough from Price and Gaz to consider the other skull wearer as more of an inconvenient and unpredictable ally than any sort of threat, though. It's been proven more than once that, where both the 141 and Makarov's men are present, the stranger will target Makarov every time. (And if Ghost is apathetic enough by this time to not particularly care if he doesn't fall under the same strange pseudo-protection that Gaz and Price do, well... no one will call him out for it.)

But when Ghost finally meets the man with the red skull up close, he knows. He knows those hands, that posture. He knows the way Soap moves and he especially knows the eyes that peer out from behind that bloody mask. But he can't do anything about it in the moment. This is it, the final push, the last hole the rat Makarov has hidden in. Ghost has to keep his head in the game and hope that when it's over he won't have to mourn Johnny twice.

[the-blathermouth]

Movie night

MC: alright popcorns popping, now for the forbidden question...

Narrator: and that is?

MC: "what we watching boys?"

...

Contrarian: oh what about-

Hero: no

Contrarian: ah-what?!

Hero: last time we let you pick you went against our 'no unreality' rule and pick The Truman Show. Hunted and Paranoid were checking around for cameras for days!

Contrarian: well Mr No-Taste-In-Films I'll have you know that wasn't what I was going to suggest at all!

Cheater: and what were you going to suggest?

Contrarian: The Matrix. :3

Hero: NO!

Stubborn: well you know where I stand, Fight Club all the way!

Cheated: we've watched that like 8 times now!

Stubborn: First rule of fight club: don't talk about fight club!

Broken: you've already broken the rule then haven't you...?

MC: just tell me what I'm picking.

Narrator: how about some ground rules to make things easier *looks at skepic* no murder mysteries *looks at hunted* no nature documentaries *looks at smitten* no rom coms-

Smitten: oh come on you LIKE rom coms! Their funny and passionate and-

Cold: not when your stuck sitting next to someone crying their eyes out everytime...

Narrator: *looks at hero* and ABSOLUTELY no Disney princess movies!

MC: I'm gonna have to agree on that, I'm getting sick of sleeping beauty

Stubborn: can we just pick something already! *Points to Opportunist* You, you've been quiet, what we watching?!

Opportunist: I don't know uhh Groundhog Day?

MC: that's not a film, that's just our life!

Hero: yeah maybe no groundhog

Contrarian: Ooh how about Inspection? That's always a good watch.

Hero: that films the whole reason we have the 'no unreality' rule in the first place, after we watched that paranoid spent a week trying to widdle a reality checking top!

Paranoid: still am. *He pulls out a unfinished wooden top*

MC: huh, that's coming along nicely.

Paranoid: Thanks...

Stubborn: well you can stop working on it already, this is all real! What you see is real!

Paranoid: you don't know that!

Stubborn: fine then! spin the top, if this is a dream it'll spin whether or not it's finished right?

Narrator: you try to spin the top, but as it is unfinished it only wobbles for a second before unceremoniously toppling over

Paranoid:...that doesn't mean anything

Stubborn: YES IT DOES!

The Princess: *walks in with a bowl of popcorn* popcorns done.

Narrator: wha-what is SHE doing here?!

MC: she's here for movie night, sometimes we watch films together when your not around.

Narrator: WHEN ARE WE EVER NOT AROUND?!

The Princess: you good?

MC: yeah I'm fine, just a little indecisive...*glares to his side* Why don't you pick?

The Princess: *takes the remote and almost instantly picks and sets it down*

MC:...Rise of Gru it is then.

*All the voices grone*

[vaugarde]

kinda wanna switch my creative attention from starfall to something else tbh. feel like ive been in a stump with it for a pretty long while and i keep going over the same scenes in my head rather than getting ideas for new ones.

[tai-janai]

sorry guys i got more kissing voices just go on ahead

idk why but stubborn and hero are the two mfs that are just very kissy to me

[bueris]

okay maybe I should seriously reconsider my path in life and sell my soul to marketing or journalism instead

[good-beanswrites]

Just wanted to plant an idea if you wanted a bit of fuel: Mahiru asking Yuno to come to her cell before everything goes down.

Edit: I forgot the ask didn't say it but this is part of Kyanako's incredible Order Of Attack AU!

Didn't mean for this to become a mini Mappi study but here we are ✨ Thank you for the request! I fully intended to write them hanging out, but it's more right before they hang out lol. Went a bit on-the-nose with foreshadowing, but isn't that the fun part? It has become Emotional Over Mahiru Hour...

I kept things vague, but TW for mentioning her boyfriend's state of potential self-harm

Mahiru tried not to act superstitious, she really did. As much as she loved the idea of little luck charms, or avoided easy signs of misfortune, it was easier to keep quiet about such ridiculous things.

Maybe catching a bride’s bouquet meant no guarantees; maybe there was no real harm in stepping underneath ladders, maybe a coin tossed into a fountain had no real magic to its wish. However, the one thing she knew for sure held power was a lucky presence. Being in the right place at the right time could alter everything. And today was the right time for something. There was this waiting in the air. The prison had been holding its breath. Mahiru knew it was time to release it all.

“You must be so lonely, why don’t you let big sis Mahiru keep you company?” She beamed at Amane.

She often recalled the good fortune that she and a certain young man had crossed paths on the university terrace. She used to laugh with him about the wonderful coincidence of bumping into each other outside of the bakery, then the convenience store. 

Though she’d never spoken about it to him, she was also grateful for many occasions where she walked in on him at the precise moment to talk him out of something reckless. She always told him that they’d do everything together. He didn’t need to be alone anymore. 

“I wish to be alone. I need peace of mind to think.” Amane turned away from the cell door.

It was a good thing, too. Mahiru’s smile wasn’t as convincing as she said, “o-oh. Of course.”

She made her way around the panopticon, hearing Fuuta pace his cell in anticipation. He must have felt it too, this holding of breath. 

Or perhaps not. He turned down her offer for a bit of company, including a few more colorful words than Amane had. Mahiru just apologized for bothering him and headed back to her cell. She wasn’t sure where Mikoto was at this hour, but she didn’t feel like smiling through a third rejection.

She shook her head back and forth. She wished the motion could rattle the voices inside, she wished she could shake them all away. With her arms secured in place she could no longer cover her ears. She used to hum to keep them at bay, but lately they’d been too loud to stifle. They just kept on talking.

Their words told her the two were right. Nobody needed her company. No – nobody wanted it. Being together hadn’t helped her boyfriend. In fact, being together had been the very thing that got him killed. No wonder Amane and Fuuta wanted to avoid her. 

So then, this was for the best. She would rather deal with the brief sting of refusal than stumble in one day to find them hurt… or worse. As much as she tried to avoid the superstition of it all, the voices reminded her that her very presence could mean life or death. 

“Mappi, are you alright?” Mahiru hadn’t realized a tear had slipped down her cheek until she hurried to swipe it away in front of Yuno. 

“Hah, I’m fine! Just fine.” It was impossible to fool her, Mahiru had learned, but that never stopped her from trying. 

At least she always spoke tactfully. “Rough morning?”

Mahiru shifted her arms in her uniform, making a small sound of agreement.

“Can I do anything to help? What if I stay with you for a bit? I can do your hair, and…”

The voices were right. Amane and Fuuta knew it, too. Presences did hold power, and Mahiru’s was cursed.

But she would sound foolish admitting such a fear to Yuno. She'd heard plenty from the voices about how stupid and airheaded she was, there was no use in getting the same lecture from someone as grounded as her.

Mahiru managed a weak protest, unable to explain her real reasoning. Yuno was insistent. She didn’t give much of a choice. Could she feel the strangeness of the prison, as well? 

At last, Mahiru allowed her shoulders to sag. Yuno was lucky. And kind. Having her nearby would do her good. Amane and Fuuta would be alright. Mahiru had tried spending more time with them after verdicts were announced. Now, she made a mental note to pull back. If her love couldn’t save anyone, at least she could spare them from her curse. They would be safe. 

“Yes. Please stay. The truth is... I don't want to be alone.”

[radioactive-earthshine]

Incomplete thoughts about an AU I am tempted to flesh out more in the future when current projects are finished.

The differences between the Thawnes, the Allens and the Wests with their usage and approach the Speedforce is something that from a creative standpoint is so fascinating to me, and there is so much I want to explore in writing.

Maybe from an AU standpoint, maybe from a fantasy standpoint, or maybe just in a story where the Speedforce is taken seriously as almost another character. Where the Thawnes are impulsive, creative and curious and are quick to lose themselves entirely to the Speedforce to become less and less human, the less human they are the more in tune to the Speedforce they are, and the more feared as fae.

The Allen line with Barry, he's more cautious, and at first considers his tethering to the Speedforce was an unwanted burden but he has a mind devoted to science so he studies it. Firmly not wanted to be taken too far into it he keeps the Speedforce at a firm arm's length, only taking what he needs and no more, using what he takes to study and observe what can be done with his abilities. He takes, the Speedforce gives, but Barry does not venture into the veil of howling.

The Wests with Wally, now he wants to do everything. He wants to go deep and far into the Speedforce to see just what is on the other side, if there is one. But Barry is his role model and his father figure, someone he admires and he takes his forewarnings about the Speedforce seriously. But he has a cowboy heart and just enough reckless nature to dive in... But he's not willing to give in and he retains as much humanity as possible.

Then there's Bart, half Allen, half Thawne (mostly Thawne in personality), constantly on the precipice of if he will 'give in' to the speed to become a beast of spacetime, of energy and light. What they don't know, and Bart doesn't know this either, is that he never WAS quite human so he doesn't have much of that to offer in trade for his speed and powers. Barry doesn't get it, Wally doesn't either, his grandfather in jealous savagery suspects it but Max sees it and as the Speedforce's sort of chosen avatar takes Bart in to try to guide him because there's a lot of scary power in him that no one has seen before.

I apologize if none of this at the present in intelligible, my day job involves a lot of math and by the end of it while I am rippling with creativity my brain sort of just says HAHA FUCK-O.

[lesbiangiratina]

Trying. Fighting. To put together a missing link testament quote list. Its super fun because all 3 lists i know of have something wrong with them. But 1 of the lists says that 1 of their damage lines is 馬鹿な. Baka na. Thats also 1 of their damage lines in ggx. They reuse a lot of their ml lines in ggx so im willing to believe it but oh my god how did you get that from this fucking audio.

I assume they only got it since its a ggx voice line too. Because this sucks. Their missing link voice is so cute but like this sucks.

[bmpmp3]

why does everything i get really into always end up being so god damn niche. by the year 2035 i am going to be blogging exclusively about the interpersonal relationships between the pillbugs and snails hiding underneath the bricks lining the flowerbeds in my parent's garden.

[muntadhir]

Why didn't you guys tell me how fun roleplaying as Venigni is. Why didn't you. /s

For real though, he and P are playing a game and talking about sexy things and it's both funny and cute. Will they kiss???? I dunno but I think that'd be neat.

Someday I will write a fic about Lorenzini Venigni. I have zero ideas, but I am writing it down. I am taking notes. I am a lover of the man Lorenzini Venigni.

[docholligay]

I wish I had the time (or inclination) to reread GtN, before reading this. The pool scene left SUCH a sour taste in my mouth it seems to have erased a number of details from the book. I genuinely cannot remember who some of these people are in position to the first book.

PLEASE DO NOT SPOIL ME I'M LIKE 80 PAGES IN

[izzy-b-hands]

every time. every time without fail, that i go on a Dethklok/Brendan's music overall binge as I have been lately. I find myself looking at my guitar like. If only i knew how. if only i could do it right. I could hold her and shred and have fun making music.

alas. my skills are too lacking*

*to clarify, I struggle to read music & learn by ear, but my memory also struggles with remembering chords/finger placements/tabs so even tho i can usually hear how a song should go enough to identify notes & whatnot, and can, with enough time spent noodling, eventually recreate it on guitar. That is not conducive nor useful in actually playing and getting better at it and makes it feel like an Impossible Task lmao.

[smokeys-house]

Favourite non-English non-Spanish word?

That's a good question, idk that many words in other languages! I like the Japanese word for snow bc it sounds pretty. I think it's "yuki" I also think the German word for butterfly is silly yet apt, I think that's "schmetterling" iirc. There's a lot of fun to say French words, too, but i don't remember how to spell them lol. I also think Arabic and Finnish are very pretty languages but I don't recall any specific words.