#The gang's all here!

[aaapplepie]

ok I'm done now

[troius]

[getvalentined]

More Pokémon Holy/Meteor stuff. Nero's little profile isn't here because I have a whole picture of him on the same vein as Vincent's that I'd like to finish eventually. I am missing a handful of characters that would be in the "game," most notably the title's Professor (for which I am still torn between two options and may never settle) as well as Grimoire and Veld, who are both in the story but not technically integral to the main storyline(s).

There's a lot more than this bouncing around in my head but it's a lot so I'll stop with these and the notes below unless people are interested in something specific not covered here. (If so, drop me an ask and I'll happily answer! I love talking about my needlessly complicated crossover AUs, but they are so needlessly complicated that I don't generally just infodump about them.)

Other notes under the cut!

Cloud is the player character; the starting age for a Pokémon Journey in the Midgar region is 14, and he was 16 at the time of the accident, making him 21 during the main story. The storyline reflects this, as Cloud is much older than a standard protag for this series, but he's been out of the world recovering for long enough that he's still got a unique sort of naïveté. (Tifa would probably be the female protag but Cloud is the default here sorry.)

Sephiroth is the main "rival" in Pokémon Meteor, Genesis is the "rival" in Pokémon Holy, although they both appear in both titles and serve the same overall function for the narrative. They are not antagonists.

The Legendary for Meteor is "Jenosynthe," a reference to Jenova Synthesis; Holy has "Omegaia," which is a reference to Omega and to Gaia/Minerva. They have particular connections to Sephiroth and Genesis respectively, and Grimoire's contribution to the plot allows the player to obtain the other title's Legendary post-game.

The Midgar region is the only one to have "Variant" gyms, which focus on regional variants rather than a specific type. This is a new, secondary path with badges that can be mixed and matched with standard type-based gyms to reach the required number of badges to take on the League.

Other gym leaders: Kunsel (Psychic, he battles blindfolded), Reno and Rude (Electric), Yuffie (Hisuian variant), Rosso (Fighting*), Sonon (undecided on his gym but he's here), Weiss (Ground, because I love a stupid reference), and Chadley (secret unlockable Shiny variant gym, only accessible if you beat all the other gyms on both paths, bestows the Shiny charm), as well as others. *Veld's gym used to be Fighting-type but Tseng converted it when he took over following Veld's retirement, allowing Rosso to move out of her previous position with the League and set up a new one.

Other members of Team Helletic: Azul, Rayleigh, Gillian and Angeal (the "multi-generational multi-battle"), Sebastian and Essai (who are under the control of Something), and Shears, as well as others. Hollander was a member until the incident five years ago, which is implied to have led to his death.

Other important NPCs: Cid (the fast travel guy, may work with the Professor), Barret (runs the Pokémon breeding center), Cait Sith (a navi system that shows up through a specific set of sidequests and is revealed to be Reeve's at the end), Shelke (appears in the same sidequests as Cait Sith), Dio (runs a facility for fast EV training), and Johnny (nobody knows why he's here but he sure is), as well as others.

[kinnbig]

omg it's a relevant bodyguards only event

[mechanical-magician]

A headcanon based on some extra textures that were found in BRC! Apparently there are textures for 14-ball and 10-ball members of DOT EXE. They're not accessible normally, but people have been able to play as them via mods. Anyways, I like to think they represent two new members who joined after the events of the game. That'd be neat, yeah? :>

First off, thank you for informing me of this discovery! It's really cool! We have more fellas to add to the crew! >:]

As for headcanon names to fit the format I set, I'm thinking FOUR.gif (because I forgot Four existed until now. I am sorry Four), TEN.zip, and FOURTEEN.txt

I headcanon that we didn't see TEN.zip and FOURTEEN.txt during the events of the game because they were the ones running the second hand shop at the time. Just completely unaware of everything going on lmaooo

But as you said, this is half the billards set, so it got me thinking now.

I've seen other people online discuss the idea of "satellite crews", wherein not everyone in a gang is necessarily located in the same place. It's a concept I've been thinking about for the Bomb Rush Crew ever since I saw it brought up, and I think the concept works PERFECTLY here.

So consider, what if there are two different sectors of DOT EXE? Two different... executables maybe? >>>>:]

Executable ONE is located in the Millennium Mall as we see in game, which is comprised of balls 14, 10, 9, 8, 5, 4, 2, and Cue.

Executable TWO is located in somewhere else (I need to cook on this) and is comprised of 15, 13, 12, 11, 7, 6, 3, and 1

I'm really liking how this fleshes out the crew!!! Thank you so much Marquise for this info!

[chibifox2002]

Ok I pull up-

[askshivanulegacy]

[mazurga]

Thankful monks

[el-michoacano]

fill him with daylight: chapter 2

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Tagging @dolly-macabre, @lokisinsurrection, @seraphtrevs, @lady-writes-flanagan, @jugem13, @sword-day, @slainmanca and @cooked-out-euro-trash 🖤

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Nacho Varga was not a weak man. He'd had no choice but to make himself strong, he'd once told Lalo. It was the only way he could survive the beatings that had come in his teenage years after he'd been caught kissing another boy behind the schoolhouse. He could have hidden his tastes, but he had never been one to hide.

He was more careful now, though. He loved only behind closed doors, never where anyone could see.

And so when Lalo got him behind closed doors, he simply couldn't resist.

They'd been at it off and on all night, Lalo pressed tight against Nacho's back, trailing kisses down his spine while Nacho shivered apart beneath him, flushed and panting and whispering Lalo's name like a prayer.

Nacho Varga was not a weak man, and breaking down his walls like this was among Lalo's favorite things to do.

It was, unfortunately, not something they could do all night. Nacho had to work in the morning, and so did Lalo, and after a quick, chilly shower, Lalo was on his way out. The sun hadn't yet risen, and it was still terribly, terribly cold. Lalo was immensely lucky it had been dry lately and he had no need to scrape frost off the Ajax's windshield. The roads were still empty, and he arrived home in Manhattan before his neighborhood was even awake. It was a wealthy neighborhood, though, and only the staff was awake before nine a.m.

Lalo's place was an apartment in one of the island's newly-sprouted skyscrapers, not far from the Washington Bridge. He lived near the top floor, and he'd decorated with leather and dark wood furniture and tile he'd had shipped all the way from México. Through his enormous windows, he could pick out his favorite places on the other side of the Harlem River. His apartment was simpler than many of the others in the building, but he liked it that way. He wasn't there all that often, anyway. He spent most of his time bouncing between his tio's restaurant and Nacho's shop, spending only a few hours a week here.

He wasn't long today, either, grabbing an hour of sleep before he dressed and headed back to the restaurant. The sun was rising over the city now, and when Lalo stepped out of his car and into the restaurant, he found it bustling, though it wouldn't open to diners for another half-hour. Tio Hector was there, as were Tuco, the twins, Carlos, and Domingo, which was normal, but why was Arturo still there? His shift would have ended two hours ago.

Tio Hector, who stood behind the long counter at the back of the room, was saying, "We're overdue for a raid."

He wasn't wrong. Just last week, another restaurant-fronted speakeasy by the name of Los Pollos Hermanos had been raided, complete with deportations. It had gotten the Chileno out of the picture, which was nice, but it seemed like there was a crackdown in the works.

"There was someone watching from outside last night," Arturo said, and all eyes landed on him. He had his arms crossed over his chest, the brim of his hat pulled down low over his hooded eyes. He looked exhausted. "I chased him down, but I lost him in one of the alleys. He's been here a few nights this week."

"They scoping us out?" Carlos asked.

"It's probably just Schrader," Lalo kicked in, and Hector paused in his cleaning of the counter to glance up at him. Lalo's opinion was worth more than anyone else's. "Ehrmantraut's getting a little old for the beat." It was a little sad, honestly. Lalo had a surprising amount of respect for the old man. Schrader was another story. He'd had his eyes on the Salamancas for years, and on Lalo in particular.

Tuco, who had his arms crossed, leaning forward and pillowing them against the counter, said, "We oughta just shoot him."

Lalo didn't necessarily disagree, but he said, "You can't just shoot a cop." There was laughter in his voice, though, and he was certain Tuco picked up on it. Hector did, too, but he was decided less amused by it.

"We could do it quietly," Marco said, and Leonel added, "Make it look like an accident."

Hector seemed to give it some thought before he shook his head. "We wait," he said. This was, of course, spoken in Spanish. His English was perfectly passable, but he only spoke it under the most dire of circumstances. It also kept the police from understanding what he was saying. Most of them had no idea what he was saying when he spoke Spanish. "If it's coming, we don't want to rush it."

He wasn't wrong. Even if he had been, no one would say so. Not to his face, at least.

He waved his hand, and the group scattered. Arturo would be heading home after his shift the previous night, with Carlos taking his place as guard for the day shift. Tuco and the twins headed toward the back of the restaurant to work in the kitchen. Domingo, the youngest and gentlest of the group, stayed in the front to wait tables. He was the only one of them who was friendly enough for it, save Lalo. Lalo, though, was the best cook of the lot, and spent most of his time in the kitchen.

Before he went, though, he gave Domingo a clap on the back. He looked like a startled fawn, his straw hat clutched in his hands. He wasn't as soft as he looked, Lalo knew. The thought of a raid was more concerning to him than it was to the others, not because he was in the country illegally, but because he was like Lalo and Nacho, and nothing scared him more than being found out. He had never even said it aloud, as far as Lalo knew, but there was a way about him that Lalo recognized. There was also the fact that he had been the boy Nacho had been caught with. Had Hector known, Domingo would have been fired on the spot.

Tuco already had the grill running when Lalo stepped back into the kitchen, grabbing an apron from the rack of them on the nearest wall and tying it around his waist. They were in charge of the savory foods, while Marco and Leonel handled the sweets.

Though he was busily warming flour and corn tortillas, Tuco asked, "You trying to get Nacho in the business?" Tuco liked Nacho, Lalo knew. Not in the same way Lalo liked him, of course, but in the way that Tuco was good at seeing the use in people. Nacho was strong, and he was stubborn, and he knew how to market himself; He could be exceedingly useful, if he wasn't so opposed to the speakeasy side of the business existing at all. "We can always use more guys."

That wasn't going to happen, and Lalo said, "Nah, he's not the cooking type." He didn't say, I don't wanna share. He didn't say, He's mine.

[rollingthundereview]

Christopher Andersen, Mick: The Wild Life and Mad Genius of Jagger

personally i choose to believe this is real

[ask-the-mysterycrew]

How's mystery doing?

[eruscreaminginthedistance]

Really happy to finally be able to get nice looking caps for all my Tavs + Durge so I can put them in little collages like this and pretend they're all in the same playthrough together <3

[badlydrawn-oocdnd]

tldr of a recent session: korty rows out into the swamp with O swimming alongside, harriet is a wet cat, elly fights hypothermia and coughs up leaves, osk gets very very drunk, and aster makes... a decision and ends up getting kidnapped by a plant monster.

animated by @godlessrevlry

[hewlett39]

[lesbianweed]

family photo

[troius]