#and 3) woulda like if they did more with the first ones. there's a lot of potential there and maybe a more natural way of isolate adora

[cherrymoonvol6]

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[twipsai]

doodles are back with a vengeance. mostly posting these cuz i dont think ill be posting a lot of art for a while cuz im busy and im only getting busier,,, as always, explanations for all under the cut

1, 2, 3 - Victoria doodles! first two were done on 12/30 bc i was coping, and the third one was done much earlier!

4 - classic sonic in a dysphoria hoodie cuz i was feeling dysphoric and wanted to give him one lol

5 - a redraw of something very old. the slug returns

6 - Tails holding his ball brother

7 - Super Tails idea!!!!!!!!! might use this for the Forces rewrite ive been talking about teehee

8 - random Trip doodle i made after the Knuckles's 30th came out

9 - Sonic with a cute scarf that looks like the sonic 1 logo :) nothing else to it

10 - Sonic with dragon ball esque shading, just as a little test

11, 12 - magma doodles with Sonic and Tails :)

13 - an Elise redesign i dont think ive ever posted? if i did um. well shes here again.

14, 15 - oh the sonic frontiers guy drew more cyber corruption stuff who woulda guessed

16 - Shadow in one of Vegeta's outfits from dbs (i think!)

17 - a part of The End's monologue i really liked so i drew it :D its a damn shame that its not in final horizon cuz its probably my favorite monologue ever written like. ever.

[eistro-phobia]

HCs for Russell Adler

1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Throwing my hat in the ring cause I haven't seen many works on him recently, enjoy?

Warnings: Sexual references, misogyny

Is not a perfectionist. He's very much a slaps-duct-tape-on-it-and-says-good-enough kinda guy. Just look at the way he handled the whole Bell fiasco.

Does not like dogs. Or pets in general. Best he'll get his kids is a goldfish.

Has a watch collection; you know this mf has one.

Wanted to be a pilot growing up. He enlisted partially for that reason, but strayed off track when he realized CIA might be a better fit for him.

Has had a couple flings in the office. Never on assignment; only somewhere he can sit back and relax enough to even think about it.

Is/was a mild misogynist. We see that in the way he treats Park (and Park alone) and that character from the S1 multiplayer cutscene in Cold War. He might've mellowed out by the time we're in BO6, but he was an asshole in his prime (who woulda thought)

Got his scars in Vietnam, from an ambush. He was separated from his team and captured by VC, who tortured him for days. Without medical attention, his scars never healed right, until he broke out and could radio for help. It's why he never tells the true story.

Cannot eat cold things, his teef are sensitive.

Hates being compared to Robert Redford because everyone now thinks he copied his style.

At some point, the marriage between him and his ex-wife was so broken that they were simultaneously cheating on each other fully knowing the other was too. They went on like that for a couple months till ex-Mrs. Adler finally slammed divorce papers on his desk (good on you ma'am)

Got divorced just a short while before the whole Perseus ordeal, that's why he's so cranky.

Would pick navy blue as his favorite color.

Lives in a small apartment in the middle of [REDACTED], Virginia. It's quaint, tidy and surprisingly decorated, only reason being he wants it nice when the kids are over (rare as that is).

Did not want kids, in fact. Being a father is another headache he didn't need, and they were only gonna be put at unnecessary risk. He got the snip after the second one.

Transferred full custody to their mother after the Panama blame; no explanation, no notice. He never saw them again.

I have a lot more to say, and I probably will end up saying them. But I figured this is a good enough first post✌️

[moniqa24]

UTY ANNIVERSARY DAY 1: Favorite Character

(BRO, IT'S BEEN A YEAR???? HOW DID THAT HAPPEN!?)

So, I've been chronically on AO3 for quiiiite a biiiiit and it's come to my attention that there are a lotta good authors on there! So, I figured, what better way to show some appreciation than to sketch out some of my favorite UTY fanfictions that relate to said favorite character God,mywristhurts—.

This isn't really listed in any particular order, because I cannot in good conscience rank them all because I love them for different reasons. A brief review will be given for each story, so I hope you'll indulge me in this unwavering hyperfixation caused by this stupid neural virus who has yet to leave my brain why are they still there—

HERE THEY ARE! (Reviews are at the bottom so you can enjoy the art—)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52638082/chapters/133146358

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55105480/chapters/139718953

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54021868/chapters/136756735

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53578087/chapters/135622678

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56770771/chapters/144328246

(This was not on Ao3, but I added it anyway—)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53950621

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57605017/chapters/146578669

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55715032/chapters/141433246

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52345378/chapters/132417538

CSO: What I enjoyed most about this take is how it deals with the consequences of Clover choosing their life over their mission. It is a conflict of interest for everyone involved, especially themself, and one can only handle that external (and internal) pressure for so long until they finally break.

JiB: Who woulda thought just being a liiiittle bit curious could cause a lot of development for our main cast? It's a fine blend of wholesome family moments and a lot, and I mean a LOT, of dying and Flowey ruining everything. It's honestly been fun trying to see what the domino effect is.

RtF: Slow burn, complex relationships, reconnecting of characters, and the wonder of a new life for two lost, revived souls. This has everything I enjoy out of a story and more. As I am not only a sucker for Kanako and Clover interacting, but also watching friction between characters, how it happened and why, and what eventually leads to something greater down the road. It's a beautiful read <3

DJ: Chara and Clover have a dynamic that is genuinely fun to explore, and I enjoy the banter these two have in this work a lot. They aren't friends yet, buuut, maybe they'll start to grow on each other. As long as Clover's alright with getting their body hosted from time to time—

(CURRENTLY ON HIATUS)

UB: I am a simple person. I see Clover & Kanako, I click—

It fuels my euphoria in ways I can't describe, they're so wholesome ;v; Between this and the lingering tension between Clover and Chujin, and the overarching conflict of interest, I am more than excited to see where this goes >:D

UTDR x DR: Jesus, take the wheel, but, like, what if it did—?

I just remember scrolling through YT and suddenly this came up on recommended and I just remember being baffled by the ending. Now there's a multiverse apparently, when did that happen?

I almost hate how invested I got in this very NOT series, but I find it hilarious out of context, which only makes it better—

Intervention: This one's a rollercoaster, man.

Don't think I've said "ow" in a fanfiction before reading this one. It's more than just Martlet dying, but the buildup to what leads to this point and the brutal aftermath is what makes this so strong for me. It's a dosage of pain, but it's well written, dangit—

SWM: I was close to adding "Calling Out to No One", but this tops it only because its longer, really. And provides a HEAVY DOSAGE of pain. I felt my heart ache like it did first seeing Pacifist, man, it hurt—

I enjoy a lot of DiamondDeputy's takes on the default scenes from all the different routes of UTY (they somehow made the worst scene in the game bearable, how'd they do that—) so this easily climbed to some of my top favorites, I especially love the insight on the journey through Ceroba's perspective, really helps drive that conflict of interest I love a lot.

ASoJ: How bad can housing a murderer of at least fifty people truly be? It's not like they'd have any ulterior motives or anything, noooo, that'd be silly!

It's another story with a conflict of interest. Between Martlet letting her good heart win over reason, and Clover seeing just what their violence has truly caused, it had me waiting for the moment where everything would crash and burn for everyone involved. And boy, did it burn.

(How we have pain in pacifist and wholesomeness in geno is a constant that is beyond me—)

Fo2T: Aand, finally, the story that started it all!

An action packed, fun filled adventure of dubious dealings and chaotic consequences featuring the most dysfunctional trio to ever grace the Underground.

So many developments, story wise, character wise, I ended up binging this story way too fast, and I'm probably gonna have to read it all over again—. I'm excited for it though, Frisk (Chara) and Clover eventually meeting, the memory dilemma getting attention, and Clover f i n a l l y getting their hat back (very important, a staple, really)

It feels like I'm watching a shonen, the way I'm invested in it sometimes. I've screamed over it way too much XD

(The fact that it took 20 chapters to get out of Hotland is honestly hilarious tho—)

If you somehow ended up down here, then I implore you to check these out for yourself, form your own opinions on them, and brace yourself because Blind is VERY long (but very worth it)—

[zvtara-was-never-canon]

Reason season 3 kataang sucks compared to the first two season is cause they got less focus episodes.

All through season 1 and 2 there’s tons of hints and episodes where it’s obvious they’re setting up endgame they have crushes on each other, they care about each other a lot.

Come season 3 and the main focus is the war. They’re’s like three episodes which focuses on them and their feelings and that’s about it til the very end. It makes sense the whole point of the show is the war and final battle. They should’ve just had a lil bit more scenes and episodes focused on their relationship season 3.

Or technically speaking how it should’ve went woulda been.

1st two seasons they’re falling for each other.

3rd season they’ve officially together without actually being together

They set it up correctly then fumbled third season.

The main focus of THE WHOLE SHOW AND EVERY SINGLE SEASON is the war.

We have Kataang moments, both big and small, in episodes:

One, The Awakening (Aang looking at Katara in awe when he realizes she brought him back from the dead, Katara freaking out when Aang leaves to fight alone)

Two, The Headband (jealous Katara, iconic Kataang dance)

Three, The Painted Lady (Aang being into Katara without even realizing it's her, saying she's like a super hero for helping the village, and then them blowing up a factory together)

Eight, The Puppet Master (Katara using bloodbending against Hama to save Aang from getting a bad case of sword through the chest)

Nine, Nightmares and Daydreams ("You're my forever girl")

Ten, The Day Of Black Sun Part 1 (the kiss Katara clearly enjoyed)

Eleven, The Day Of Black Sun Part 2 (Katara cuddling up with Aang to make him feel better after the invasion fails)

Twelve, The Western Air Temple (Aang not allowing Zuko to join the group until Katara agrees to it, Katara only agreeing because she'll do whatever Aang thinks is best and then threatening to kill Zuko if he ever hurts him again)

Sixteen, The Southern Raiders (Aang letting Katara take Appa, one of his last connections to his pacifist culture, on a mission to kill a man because realizes this an important journey AND knows Katara well enough to understand she won't actually take a life)

Seventeen, Ember Island Players (Aang clearly being afraid that Katara might not like him back and Katara explicitly saying she doesn't think of him as a brother)

Twenty One, last part of the finale (Kataang kiss to make them officially endgame)

11 episodes out 21 (or 10 out of 17 if we consider the multi-part episodes as just one single entity) with about the same amount of focus on each half of the season. That's a fuckton of focus - way more focus than things like the mistery of what the hell happened to Ursa or Iroh's grief for his son got in the entire show, let alone in a single season.

And that's without mentioning that all the set up in the previous seasons means that the writers COULD have given Kataang a bit less focus on the final season if they wanted to because that's the thing with a good story: it tends to assume the viewer doesn't have amnesia and doesn't need to be beaten over the head with the same information every single episode.

Did the show REALLY fumble it, or are you just trying to force an issue where there is none?

[kpopcafeeee]

I have eyes everywhere-yuta

Paring: Nakamoto Yuta x fem!reader

Warnings: mafia! Yuta x sly and innocent reader smut, giving head(m receiving), hair pulling, face fcking degration, overstimulation, orgasm, pet names (princess reader gets called slut 3 times blah blah that all folks

Summary: you went out with your friends without telling your mafia boyfriend Yuta or sharing your location because you guys got into a argument but that’s ok cause he has eye’s everywhere so it doesn’t take that long for him to find you dancing with some random guy 🫣

A/N: I think i had to much fun with this story I might make a series about this one I think but I like Yuta mafia stories they are just so…ENTERTAINING😏 and I really hope I did a good job on this one and I’ll be doing tag lists if you guys want too:)

ENJOYYYYY😏😏😏

It all started when you and Yuta got into a fight on the phone because he said he couldn’t make it to movie night and he was sorry, this was the fourth time he canceled on you and you were sick of so while he was talking you hanged up in his face “asshole” you mumbled under your breath you walk into you guys closet to find you a dress until you came across yutas favorite dress that you wore on you guys first night it was short and it showed a lot of cleavage you had told your friends you changed your mind about going with them, you grabbed your purse and made your way to your friends car that was parked outside you and Yuta house, “OMG Y/N YOU LOOK SO GOOD” one of your friends said “thank you” you say, once you guys made into the club it was kinda loud and you liked it, you started dancing on the dance floor with some guy he had his hands on your waist if Yuta was here and he this he woulda killed the guy and oh boy he was, he was watching the whole scene unfold right in front of him

He was literally seeing red he started to walk up to you and the guy and grabbed your wrist and pulled you beside him he was squeezing your wrist so hard that you swear it would leave a mark tomorrow “ow Yuta” you said to him looking up at him “don’t fucking ow me you slut” Yuta said “let go of her man” the rando said to Yuta, but Yuta didn’t instead he punched the dude and walked out of the club pulling you by your wrist he pushed you into the car and walked over to the driver seat and started the car, he was still seeing red, you knew that dancing with some other guy would piss him off and get his attention but you kinda felt bad do the dude that got punched and you really wanted to say sorry but Yuta pulled you out the club before you could say anything else

“Your in big trouble slut” Yuta said to you as he’s pulling into the driveway you look at him with innocent eyes “why?” You said you knew why and you wanted this to happen you liked when he did you rough until you had tears coming down your you’re face “don’t fucking act innocent” you both go out the car and when you do hes already pulling you by your wrist again, he sits on the couch while your standing in front of him “take it off” you didn’t waste no time taking your dress of course you liked how he demanded you take it off “sit on your knees” he spreads his legs and you don’t take no time doing that either, you put your hand on his bulge and starts rubbing bulge through his pants you look up at him with those sweet innocent eyes

“Fuck” he curses you pulled his pants and briefs down enough to release his fully hard cock out you felt arousal pooling in your stomach you were already wet from the start and he knew that, you started sucking his tip your about touch your wet cunt until he slaps your hand away and you hiss at the contact, you start taking him all the way in your mouth he grunts when you do you slowly go up and down until he bucks his hips up and grips your hair and starts fucking your face as he does this tears are brimming your eyes and you mascara is messy but you like it he fucks your face a few more times until he cums in your mouth “sallow” he says you sallow is cum and shows him how your mouth has no cum in it “get up” you get up from off the floor your knees red and hurting you knew it would leave some kind of mark tomorrow

He pulls you down on his dick without any kind of practice, he holds your hips in and starts fucking into he grips your hips tightly as you moan his name “y-Yuta” you said your brain was turning into mush as he was fucking into your cunt “you like that slut?” He said instead of answering you nodded quickly he slaps your ass “use your words” he says “y-yes” you say as your trying your best not to cum then and there “I-I’m going to cum” that earns you a slap to your cunt, you moan his name at the contact “don’t you dare cum yet” you trying your best, tears coming down your cheeks (face) after a few minutes “can I cum Yuta” you say in half moan and he smirks “cum for me princess” so you cummed he starts to slow down to let you ride out your high he was almost there and after a few fucks he cums inside of you “have you learned your lesson y/n?” He says raising a eyebrow at you “y-yes Yuta” you mumbled “wanna take a bath and then watch a movie?” He says you two happily go into the bath and watched that movie

At least you got a good fuck and a movie after

END OF STORYYY

I hoped you liked it 😏

By: kpopcafeeee

[lovebirdgames]

Heartbreaker Quarterly Update - April 2025

We made it to spring! Thank goodness! I feel like the world is waking up. Hope you all are well!

Let's start by having a look at last quarter's to-do list...

As always, brainstorming is ongoing. Now that's it's warm enough to take walks and sit outside the coffee shop, I'm sure we'll do even more of it.

My goal was to soft "finish" the first route by making it to the end of one of the branching paths, which I did!

Alex wound up pivoting away from programming and focusing on organization of route ideas. We also honed back in on character profiles instead. After Lite told us she would be retiring, we asked if we could do a few more concept art sessions. As you know by now, it's a superhero game, so a lot of characters have more than one look and are a bit complicated!

We also wound up commissioning our logo this past quarter from Khoaisama yet again! And Lite hit us with some adorable chibi art, as you can see here!

WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO! Look at that amazing logo and adorable chibi! Hammerhead is too freaking cute!! Oh my gosh, this looks way better than what I cobbled together above, doesn't it? Hahaha.

February 14th was huge as we got to reveal the game and core cast. We were not planning to do so for a while, but I got a little excited. I’m very hyped I can now type these quarterly updates and talk about the characters more freely. Last time I almost typed “Ham” and you woulda been like “you got us dating a cold cut??”

Anyways, my goal is to finish Ham's route next, and considering I'm just a few chapters from the end, I'm confident I'll be able to do it this month. Then I'd like to go back over, edit, and buff it up. After that, it's onto The Beast!

I'm looking forward to it. Though at the same time I must lament it's hard to devote as much time to writing as I wish I could. I wish I could do this full-time. TT_TT Or I wish four-day work weeks would become a thing already. There's just never enough free time in a week. Waaa.

*ahem*

Finally, we had 3 more concept sessions with Lite that went great! I dunno why I put it as a goal when our last session was this past Sunday. Maybe I'll dot a few T's and cross a few I's on my own end in that department...I messed up that saying...oh well. Alex will continue organizing route ideas, and we'll both be brainstorming and finalizing character profiles.

Like we did last time, I would like to leave you with an excerpt from our boy failure Hammerhead's route! This one showcases the interactions among the Heroes Alliance.

If you're wondering why everything's in quotations, this is what programming looks like in Ren'py! The stuff in quotes are what you see appear in the text box, as our main character's thoughts and descriptions. If you see a little tag next to the quotations such as p (Perseverance) or b (The Beast), that means they are speaking and their name will appear in the dialogue box.

Without further ado, here is a very fun scene from the demo where Heartbreaker and Hammerhead eavesdrop on a Heroes Alliance meeting they were not invited to...

They're a mess.

Finally, I'll leave another song from Hammerhead's playlist. Songs with lots of water references/puns really suit him.

Lots more fun shenanigans to look forward to~ Both in Heartbreaker and hopefully in real life with the weather warming up! Have a beautiful spring, everyone, and see you for the next update on July 1!

[thebabblingbabs]

CINDERELLA’S CASTLE THOUGHTS!

Ok first I gotta say Hoooooooly shit that rocked. The music? Absolute bangers. The production? Gorgeous.

My only little negative I can give CC is that I wish it was longer. The pacing is a bit fast and I’d have loved a little more time with the cast and its development! Out of any complaint I could possibly have though I think that’s more me just wanting more more more of Ashmore (lol I’m hilarious)

I cannot wait for y’all to see this on April 4th! Here is my top 5 Starkid shows I’ve seen now.

1. Nerdy Prudes Must Die

2. Cinderella’s Castle

3. Twisted

4. The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals

5. Nightmare Time (the whole thing)

SPOILER SECTION

Ok so now that the spoiler free people are gone…

Omg Bryce owwwwned this so fucking hard. She shone just like the Starlight she was decked in! Honestly everyone did such a great job and it’s always funny seeing Jeff mugging the camera.

The ball gown was absolutely stunning, the leds and glow in the dark effects were so amazing she truly was made of starlight.

The prince was disgustingly hilarious. I could al oat see the back of my brain with how hard my eyes were rolling at every comment he made. I was with Tadius so hard there XD

Also omg I can’t have been the only one who caught the chemistry between Ella and Tadius (if you didn’t that’s also ok everyone has their own views) but like the baaanter? He definitely respected the hell out of Ell and I loved their dynamic so much.

ANGELAAAAAA YOU FUCKING QUEEN! She plays evil so good and i ate up every second of her on screen. All the trolls were wonderful (Lauren how you maintain those voices is beyond me. I wonder if Joey and Lauren do voice acting practice stuff together)

Now with all the amazingness that I could yap on about, I gotta get a little into my one nitpick which is the pacing. I really feel like besides Ella, we didn’t truly get to know the characters as well as I’d have liked. Hops and Crumb’s relationship, Tadius and Ella, ELLA’S PARENTS, The 3 Best friends especially were way underdeveloped, I wanted to really feel their friendship more. But as I summarized above, I think a lot of this woulda been solved with a longer run time. This play is only just over 2 hours, while NPMD is 2 and a half hours long, I think CC really needed that extra 30-ish minutes to get a liiil more breathing room for these characters to breathe and get us more attached (tho they did a good job with the time they had). The last play’s pacing was perfect so I wonder what caused this one’s pacing to trip up so much (style difference? W/ the narration addition?).

I will say tho that it does feel like a fairytale and maybe that was the complete intention and why its story is quick and to the point. Which is totally fair, it just shows how good the characters and story was that I just want more of it XD

I’ll def be watching this again and again and I cannot wait for more of The Lands that Are! I hope we see these characters again if even just as mentions or cameos in other fairytales! Good job Starkid!!!

[arkethamz]

Antonio doodle/info dump since he was around last month :3

left is the most recent doodles before i knew he'd be coming back

right is the first drawings of him (coincidentally exactly a year ago from June 1st)

more uncolored doodles n sketches. i kinda draw Antonio the most, but i rarely post about him (been gatekeepmaxxing)

last drawings that i actually still kinda like.. i have much more, i just don't like how they look anymore lmao

rambling wall of text infodump below the cut cuz i am just so autistic about this character LMAO sorry i'm a yapper-

anyway, contrary to popular belief, Antonio is actually my favorite RP character. just in general. and i've never actually seen him live until the other day. unbeknownst to me, i was waiting for a whole year to be able to actually see him live, i think i was more excited about it than cc!anthony was 💀

which might contribute to my love for him bc i had to piece him together like a puzzle from everyone else's POVs and clips n stuff. so at first i didn't want him to come back bc i was afraid he'd be different from the Antonio i made up in my head... but then. i haven't sat n watched, at mostly full attention, a whole stream for 7 hours in a while LOL

when i watched cc!buddha's rdrp vods a year ago n saw Antonio, i thought to myself "oh no... Tony isn't actually my new muse is he...?". and for a while i didn't draw him bc i didn't have any ideas + i didn't really know how to draw him. but i did know that when i did learn how to draw him, it'd be over for me (i wouldn't want to draw anyone else, and i was right oops 😭)

my idea of Antonio is he's just a dumb, impulsive, silly little theatre kid that got wrapped up in being an outlaw bc of Wu n Dot after his house burned down. they woulda been moving around in old box cars wherever the trains took them. Dot dies before the events of WildRP(headcanon), and Wu to me, is the autistic kid that follows Antonio around bc he talks a lot n has charisma lolol. also, to me, Wu is not as evil as he was intended to be, he just follows in Sonny's footsteps who's calculated n violent. While Antonio chooses Cesare's path to be more diplomatic and focuses more on his reputation. Antonio can't win a fight to save his life, and i love him for it. he thinks he's scary n dangerous, but to me, he couldn't hurt a fly hehe. i mean, one of the first things he did in the crossing was host a talent show at the local theatre. i'm a big fan of pathetic men, what can i say.

speaking of, i love how pathetically in love he is with Renni. and i love how, despite how much they like each other, they never actually get together n still respect each other as friends. they are the embodiment of the saying "if you love something let it go, if it comes back its yours" but without the last part.. they are so tragic to me.

in the last 3.5 years of watching rp, i've never had any character or character dynamic make me cry. like, as much as i love how doomed n toxic Donnie/Lang is, i've teared up a bit, but they've never made me cry just thinking about them. but Antonio, n by extension, his relationship with Renni, has made me cry multiple times just thinking about them 😭 and yeah, i cried the other day when Antonio was thinking about Renni LOL

idk why he's the character that changes my brain chemistry, but uh. he is. i've literally never rambled about a character so much online, sorry for the great wall of text bc of it.. i'm usually masking so hard a lot of the time, but i've been wanting to talk about Antonio for so long with no one to yap to so, yknow.. he gets me to unmask and i also love him for that :']

[shadowphoenixrider]

Flashpoint (3/3)

(First) / (Previous)

The silence between the pair was deafening, and only swelled as the seconds ticked by. Even the soft beeps and chirrups of standby medical equipment couldn’t hope to pierce the emptiness, the gulf that seemed to yawn between them.

It was Shadow who broke it first.

“Remy? What’s the matter?” She reached out, placing her hand on top of his fidgeting ones. They stilled, his thumbs reaching up to touch hers. He still did not look up.

Another, briefer, silence, before Gambit sighed. His shoulders sagged, seeming to shrink in front of her.

“I almost lost you.” His voice was not much above a whisper. “Not only dat but I…I watched ya die…An' I couldn’t do anythin’ about it.”

The words pierced into Shadow’s heart like barbed wire, twisting deeper as he continued to speak.

“Promised I’d keep ya safe, dat I’d always have ya back when ya needed me. Den de one time ya need me, more den anythin’…” Gambit swallowed hard, yet his voice thickened regardless. “If it hadn’t’ve been for dat mutation o’ yours, I woulda lost ya.”

His hands curled around hers, grasping tightly as if afraid she would vanish. “Merde, Shadow, I…I can’t lose ya. You goin’ away were painful enough, but now? Like dat?” A tear ran down his cheek, over the angry purple welt. “An’ it…I s-shoulda been…”

“Hey.” Shadow shifted around, reaching over to sink a hand into his loose hair. “It’s not your fault, Remy-”

“You almost died 'cos I weren’t watchin’, Kat!” He blurted out, his head shooting up, desperation branded on his face and dark eyes watery. “What if dat mutation never kicked in an’ I didn’t notice 'til it were too late-?”

“But it did.” Shadow said firmly. “It did happen and I’m still here. You brought me back, after all.” She softened, watching the tears slowly rolling down his face. “You can’t be everywhere at once in fights like that. These things are going to happen.”

“Katrina, I can’t-”

“I know, sweet.” She cupped his cheek, his stubble prickling her skin, tear tracks wet against her fingers. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you, either. But that’s our lot. Scott has to wrestle with this every time he and Jean go out there. Goodness knows Miranda’s worrying every time Kurt leaves. And gods, you’ve seen how Ber frets over us like a mother hen. You and I both know this comes with being an X-Men.”

“I know.” Remy leant into her hand. “Jus’ didn’…hit me 'til I saw ya like dat an’ I couldn’, couldn’-” His shoulders convulsed as he bit back a sob, the dam holding back his sorrow cracking at the seams.

“Hey hey hey, it’s okay, sweetheart.” She scooted closer to him. “C'mere.” She pulled Remy into her, letting him rest his head on her chest. His long arms wound themselves around her, holding her tightly as she was the only floating debris of a shipwreck, his body shuddering and mouth opening in a silent cry. She sank her fingers into his soft red-auburn hair, weaving them together.

It was then that it began to truly hit her.

She had almost died.

Her breath froze in her chest. Gods, Remy had to watch on powerlessly, but Ebak - how could he have gone on knowing his sister had died whilst his back had been turned? How could he have told her friends what had happened - fuck, her parents?

It was a struggle to inhale, her fingers curling into Remy in a desperate attempt to keep the boiling emotions surging to the surface from spilling over. Yet all in vain - they ruptured their compartment, and flooded her like a doomed ship. Shadow foundered, uttering her own flattened, wheezing cry. She was suddenly frightened beyond all measure, vulnerable and fragile and her body trembled as the fear and sorrow of what could have been ripped through her.

Fracturing completely, her grief poured over to mix with Remy’s. He only held her closer, climbing carefully onto the bed so they could entwine themselves together - riding out this storm as best as they could by clinging to one another, desperately anchored together.

They didn’t know how long it took - it felt like hours had passed before they felt so empty and exhausted that there were no more tears to shed, so numb they could only just hold one another as the world slowly continued to turn. Shadow dimly noted it was long past time Hank should have returned, and yet they were still undisturbed. She gave a silent thanks to whatever or whoever had granted them this grace.

Silence stretched once again between the pair - what could you say after that? How could you possibly start to return to normal?

Remy shifted against her, pulling his head back only enough to look Shadow in the eyes. His were red and puffy, face streaked with tear tracks, hair even more wild than usual from the abuse of her fingers. Shadow figured she looked no better, sniffing wetly.

Yet, when he leant forward so their foreheads touched, all she felt was an overwhelming relief they were both alive and here.

“I love you,” she said, with a heavy voice through a thick throat.

“I love you too.” He replied with an equally sodden tone. Remy leant forward to kiss her, tasting their sorrow on their lips. It was soft, tender, and their lips brushed one another's as they spoke.

“I’m sorry I scared you.” Shadow whispered.

“Not your fault, chère.” Said Remy. “Not your fault what happened.”

“Same with you not being able to get to me in time. It just…it was just a bad hand.”

A slight smile pulled at the edge of Remy’s mouth, his nose brushing against hers.

“Usin’ card metaphors, chère?” The playful lilt to his tone piqued Shadow’s own smile.

“Guess you’re rubbing off on me, Cajun.” She took his hands in her own. “We’ll try to stick together a bit better next time, yeah?”

“Oui. Gambit not gon’ let dat happen to ya again.” A cold sheen came over his dark eyes. “Couyon lucky he got off wit burned hands. Next person who hurt ya gonna regret it.”

His irises shimmered pink for a moment, and Shadow felt a wisp of the biokinetic energy burning under his skin. It occurred to her that she’d never seen Gambit truly angry; pissed at Tom, yes, and the anger that combat can cause, but not the pure rage that would cause lives to be forfeit.

She hoped she would never witness it.

As if sensing the shift in mood, Gambit brushed a lock of hair out of her face, smiling fondly.

“Y'know, Shadow, dat be one hell'va power ya have,” he said, fingertips drifting tenderly over her cheek. She gave him a Look.

“If you’re going to make another joke about it being 'hot’, I’m going to let your bruises heal naturally.” She arched an eyebrow at him when he pouted.

“Aww, why you such a spoilsport, chère?”

“Because I know you, and I know what the Mansion joke is gonna be for the next week.” Shadow replied, folding her arms. “Ber and Morph won’t be able to help themselves, and neither will you.”

“Fine.” Huffed Gambit, before a smirk curled lazily across his lips, hand settling on her hip. “Jokes aside though, de Human Torch look suits ya.”

“Gambit, if this a way to shoehorn in a joke about having the hots for me, I’m going to pinch you.”

“Dat’s a good one, chère!” He grinned cheekily, and dodged Shadow’s attempt to grab his arm, seizing her hand instead. “No, Gambit jus’ have a taste for women dat give him the frissons.”

“You mean women that could kill you?”

“Same thin’, non?” He pressed a kiss to her knuckles, his grin only widening when Shadow rolled her eyes. Then suddenly it faltered, as if something had occurred to him. “Wait. You said you didn’ remember much before passin’ out, right?”

“Yeah. I remember feeling my anger leave and feeling exhausted, then nothing.” Shadow nodded, trepidation coiling in her stomach. “Why?”

“Dat fire o’ yours burned through ya suit.” Gambit explained. “Beast’s working on a new one dat can endure de heat, case dere be a next time. But for now you be back in de ol’ black an’ yellow one.”

“Oh.” Embarrassment crawled up her spine as she suddenly realized what must have happened, her face turning red, and nausea churning in her belly. “Oh…”

“No-one saw anythin’, chère.” He smiled softly, thumb tenderly rubbing her knuckles. “Gambit’s coat be more den big enough to keep ya decent.” A slight flush darkened on the top of his cheeks. “Kinda suits ya too, actually.”

“Thank you.” Shadow smiled back, squeezing his hand. “I’m lucky you wear a trench-coat, huh?”

“Sure Cyclops or ya brother woulda offered, but none of dem smart enough to cart one 'round all de time.” Gambit commented, a smirk playing on his lips. “Not much a gentleman can do with jus’ skintight spandex alone.”

An eyebrow quirked up on Shadow’s face.

“You, a gentleman?” She commented wryly, her smile curling into a grin.

“Been known to be one from time t’ time.” Gambit purred, leaning close to her, their eyes lidding as his lips brushed hers.

Which is when Shadow’s stomach gurgled loudly. They blinked widely, before she blushed.

“Well, I guess my appetite’s returned.” She smiled weakly. Gambit chuckled deeply, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Gambit getchu somethin’ gentle to eat, chère.” He rumbled, smiling warmly down at her as he slid off the bed. “Some rice an’ veg sound good?”

“So long as it’s just boiled rice, then yes.” Shadow smiled up at him. “Thank you.”

“No lady of Gambit’s gonna be puttin’ up with hospital food.” He replied, squeezing her hands. The Cajun suddenly grinned, his dark eyes sparkling playfully: “'Specially you, Hot Stuff.”

“Oh my god, fuck off!” Shadow cried, swatting at her now laughing boyfriend, who easily weaved away from the wild gesture. “You’re such a twat!”

“What, Gambit not allowed to say how it is not more?” He asked, only grinning wider as he saw Shadow couldn’t keep a smile off her face. “Ya mutation jus’ provin’ dat you ain’t jus’ hot, you flaming!”

“I am going to throw this pillow at you, you little shit.”

Gambit laughed, making his way to the door. There was a sway to his hips that was absolutely deliberate.

“Ya love me really, mon ombre.” He grinned over his shoulder.

Shadow smiled back, eyes shining with affection for him.

“Always, big man.”

(Previous)

[revelingrexan]

an assignment in my 3D modeling class was to create two busts (head and shoulders) and spend two hours on them each.

we were allowed to even make fanart. so i. uh.

i got inspired by this art print

and i made a duck man.

"what if i add hair to the duck man"

I LAUGHED SO HARD. I DIDN'T EXPECT IT TO WORK SO WELL

anyway here's the finished version. i hadn't planned on giving him his hair when i started, just the horns, halo, and clothes, but the hair REALLY WORKED, SO--

(more angles and further detail on the assignment under the cut!)

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(this class, we're mainly using a program called ZBrush. highly discounted for students at participating schools, $10 for six months of access)

this class taught by my particular professor, the first few weeks' assignments were incredibly forgiving:

weeks 1 and 2 of getting an assignment was "four busts, spending one hour on each." (so, eight busts total in those two weeks)

weeks 3 and 4 of getting assignments was "two busts, spending two hours on each." (four busts total in those two weeks)

each week had a few different parameters, such as not using subtools or yes using subtools (a subtool is basically a separate "part" or "piece," like the hair, halo, and several other parts on this model), having the model's final resolution set at different levels, or using specific techniques the professor went over in class

but the MAIN GOAL of the assignments was to just get comfortable in the program. spend time in it so it hopefully won't be so scary

the professor EMPHASIZED, MULTIPLE TIMES, that he wanted us to stop at the one or two hour mark and not spend hours and hours making the models perfect. that, YES, the main goal was as said above, just to get comfortable, not to make masterpieces

i've failed multiple 3D modeling classes (i'm much more comfortable animating, which is making things actually move), and this is the first where we had assignments like this. it was such a relief. (this guy is seriously one of the best professors i've had, for any subject)

so yeah, there's a lot of stuff i'd like to change on this model, and it woulda been fun to include a little flame under the halo, but it's also nice to see what i did manage to get done, given the constraints.

(also, again saying that i've failed multiple 3D modeling classes. which means this is NOT my first time in this 3D modeling program lol. i may not have passed some classes, but i did get SOME practice in while taking them, and i did gain SOME understanding of what i'm doing. so, to anyone who may be struggling with this or similar programs, IT'S OKAY)

anyway, sharing what the professor assigned because it's a good mentality that helped me (especially with the assignments being so low stakes), and i hope it'll help other people too: just spend time getting used to new things. just get practice in! :)

[sirpuddingcup]

Before I get into it

SPOILERS FOR THE END AND THE DEATH VOLUME 3

Holy shit this book is great! It genuinely is everything I wanted and more. Volume 3 ties everything up so well that even though I knew the plot outline already just from lore it had me gripped from cover to cover. An emotional and bloody ending to the to the galaxy spanning series.

First off I really enjoyed getting the little updates on what some of the other players are doing while it all goes down. Bobby G and his endless strategy meetings as he tries to figure out how to get to Terra. Lorgar pulling a jonestown as he arrogantly misinterprets prophecies. Perturabo wallowing in self pity as he destroys his room like an angry teenager (the image of him pouting in his broken chair as the room lies devastated around him gives me life). Finally Eldrad and the others arguing over shoulda woulda coulda as they realize this is way worse than they thought. It was nice to check in with everyone before we dive into the trauma of it all.

Speaking of trauma let's talk about the black rage! We see sanguineous's mangled corpse in the lupercal court as the psychic shock sends the entire ninth legion (minus Zephon) into a berserk rage. I really can't think of a better word for it than traumatic. After all they've been through together during the siege to have the blood angels turn into actual monsters against their will is just twisting the knife for the loyalists. From Rans desperate fight for survival against a man he idolizes to Amit waking up dazed and confused at the end of a trail of corpses ("why do the bodys end here?" "That's as far as you got" kills me), it's safe to say nobody is having a good time.

Scratch that you know who is having a pretty good time? Rogal Dorn. Fresh out of the desert of endless boredom Rogal finally gets to let loose a little as he fights his way to Valdor. I love their dynamic and I wish we got more of them hanging out("damn you!"(frustrated) "damn you too."(affectionate)).

We check in with Fo and the genocide crew which ends predictably. I saw him completing the Terminus sanction then getting killed trying to escape a mile away. I did not see him making a fucking clone body and replace Xanthus! I love me a devious old scientist causing problems on purpose! I really hope he comes back in a big way.

The library crew didn't do a whole lot other than Ariman being a creepy magic man. It is buck wild that the archivist turned out to be Lilean Chase at the beginning of her career she goes on to found the fucking Cognitae so get it girl I guess.

The did my boy Loken so dirty in the end but fuck me was it good. They planted seeds earlier on talking about how a demon is made, a reaction in the warp to a traumatic event in real space, how in the warp effect can come before cause. But fuck me I wasn't expecting this. After the dust settles and Loken almost convinces Abaddon to give reconciliation a chance Erebus (fuck Erebus) stabs him in the back dooming the galaxy to endless civil war. And why did he do this? Because Samus is the man beside you, Samus right behind you, Samus is the guy she told you not to worry about, look out it's fucking Samus! The abrupt murder of Loken gives birth to the Demon Samus kicking all of this shit into motion. It truly is all Erebus's fault.

I saved the best for last. The showdown on the vengeful spirit. This is where Horus really gets tho shine. I haven't loved his character like this since the first couple of books. He's a fucking mess and I love it this is the man who's daddy issues burned the galaxy to the ground, and as someone who has a difficult relationship with my father fuck me I get it. Dan Abnet is so good at making fights feel intimate, Horus isn't a one dimensional avatar of evil hes a son confronting his abusive father. Horus doesn't want to kill his father he wants to be better than him, and not just stronger but a better person. He needs the Emperor to acknowledge that he had hurt Horus. Horus loved his father and wanted to reach out him on an emotional level so badly, but the Emperor was simply no longer able to do that. When the Emperor purged himself of the infant god the dark king his kindness and empathy went with it ( going on to create the star child). This emperor is nothing but power and cold fury. He enters the room having already written Horus off as dead. It's such a tragedy from top to bottom because we know from Malcador in his all knowing position on the golden throne, that there is a version of this confrontation where they both walk out alive. That does not happen.

The actual physical fight is nothing to write home about besides the fact that different people see it happening in different ways Dusk sees it as a clumsy slugfest between two lumbering giants while LE2 saw it as the greatest display of skill he had ever seen. In truth it was both. The psychic battle had them tossing each other across time and space and fighting through the sites of each other's greatest sins. They use the settings to try and undermine each other emotionally holy shit. Then the do the next logical step AND HAVE A FUCKING TAROT DECK YU-GI-OH DUEL! I need an imperial tarot card game right now GW take my fucking money. It ends with the cards predicting the fall of cadia (the despoiler unlocking the silver door) and the emperor loses. It has become obvious by this point that the Emperor can't beat Horus. Horus outclasses him in every way but Horus doesn't want to kill his father he wants acknowledgement. So what we get is several desperate attempts by the emperor and several others to fight back as Horus beats his father bloody. But nothing works until Oll and John show up having magically teleported much closer than they ment to. They stand right in front of Horus. Horus is bemused at best giving John just enough time to use the word he learned from the tower of Babel directly in Horus's smug face. The resulting blast nearly kills everyone in the room, but it's the first thing so far to actually damage Horus. While her recovers John makes a run for it but Oll goes to the Emperor gives him the athame (stone knife used to commit the first murder) and tries to wake him up. Only for Horus to wake up first and turn poor Oll to a fine red mist.

Finally Horus stands there triumphant and who is there but his own favorite son Loken. Loken is the only one who tries to reason with Horus to make him see the the chaos gods are using and manipulating him. It was a great touch to frame Horus pov in 2nd person as if someone is telling Horus his thoughts. Loken convinces Horus that he's not really in control anymore and the only way Horus can take back control is to give up the power that the gods gave him. The moment he does back on Terra Keeler uses the power of millions of praying souls to relight the astronomicon and and give the Emperor a font of power to tap into. The emperor rises as if from the dead. Horus at first tries to pull the power back but the gods hold onto it as punishment for spurning them. Then Horus looks at the Emperor empowered as an avatar of humanities faith and he finally understands. The gods panic and try to force their power back into him and Horus begs his father to kill him now while he can resist. Then it happens a father murders his son. The emperor tells Horus "I forgive you and I'll wait for you". Excuse me Dan Abnet what exactly does that mean? Horus returned? Ghost Horus? Reincarnated? What the fuck? From there it's mostly just wrapping up they teleport home and we get the last gasp of Malcador as they place the Emperor on the golden throne.

If you read this thank you this was mostly for me because I needed an outlet for my feelings and I don't want to bother my friends to much with Warhammer. It's been a wild ride and I can't wait to see where it goes from here (especially the third Bequin book).

[bigupsdog]

Intro dialog for every Guilty Gear character day 3: Johnny

Sol: Your bounty is high enough to pay for my trip to the moon three times over.

Johnny: You ain't the first person to try to claim that bounty, you ain't gonna be the last.

Ky: You were also orphaned by the Crusades?

Johnny: That bloody war took many a good man's life.

May: When are you going to let me pilot the May Ship again?

Johnny: The last time I let ya drive her ya nearly crashed into Illyria Castle.

Axl: Out of curiosity what's the craziest thing you've ever stolen?

Johnny: Alright, now I wont say which, but one of the Kings of Illyria’s crown is a fake, if you know what i'm saying.

Chipp: Come on, you're wearing all black and you wield a katana, just take the full plunge and become a ninja.

Johnny: Sorry buddy, but if I became a ninja, I would just be too cool for the world to handle.

Potemkin: I'm here to retrieve stolen property from Zepp.

Johnny: What are you talking about? I haven't taken anythin from you guys… recently.

Faust: How’s… May’s… Condition???

Johnny: She’s doing a lot better thanks to you, Doc.

Milia: I work for the government now, so I have to take you in.

Johnny: I’m sure ya asked for this job personally, to see good old Johnny.

Zato: This is nothing personal, I'm just doing my job.

Johnny: And when I cut ya down, it also won't be anythin personal.

Ram: I'm confused, I thought pirates were supposed to be in the ocean, not the sky.

Johnny: Ya don't have to have such strict definitions for everythin sometimes a spade is just a spade.

Leo: A lawbreaker stands before me, and I will be the mighty judge, jury and executioner.

Johnny: I’m startin to think this ain’t no jury of my peers.

Nago: Your swordsmanship, it reminds me of samurai from ages past.

Johnny: You lookin to relive some of your glory days? Because I'm more than willin to help.

Gio: Look I have my orders to take you in, but I still owe you one, so even if I win I'll just say you gave me the slip.

Johnny: Ah that's sweet, looks like it ain't a dog eat dog world after all.

Anji: Steal from the rich, give to the poor, you’re a real Ishikawa Goemon.

Johnny: First time I heard that one, normally I get Robin Hood.

I-No: Don't even try it lover boy, I'm way out of your league.

Johnny: Damn, and I had a great witch related pick up line and everything.

Goldlewis: Outlaws like you give us cowboys a bad name.

Johnny: Nah, lawmen like you ruin the real spirit of the cowboy.

Jack-O: Is that a cowboy costume? Shouldn't you have a gun not a sword?

Johnny: It ain't no costume, I'm the bona-fide real thing.

HC: Ah the showdown, the best part of any western movie.

Johnny: In a quick draw it all comes down to who's faster, unfortunately for you.

Baiken: Put that sword down, you ain't no damn samurai.

Johnny: Cowboy, pirate, samurai, what can I say I have a lot of feathers in my cap.

Testament: I hear you've adopted many an orphaned child from the Crusades.

Johnny: I'd like to think your old man Kliff woulda been proud of me.

Bridget: Your bounty is HOW MUCH!!!

Johnny: Run along now lass, bounty hutin ain't nothin you want to involve yourself with.

Sin: Hey man, your ship looked so cool while I was riding next to it on a dragon!

Johnny: You did what now?

Delilah: Your ship was nice… um, thanks for letting me ride in it.

Johnny: Ah much alleged, good old Johnny's always willin to lend a helpin hand.

Asuka R#: I am not the real “That Man” I am simply a clone.

Johnny: So the coward made a fake to hide from his past, I see how it is.

Asuka R Kreutz: I am deeply sorry for all the pain my past actions have caused.

Johnny: Ah ain't that sweet, ya apologized, to one person who you helped make an orphan, what about all the rest?

Elphelt: Is that a noble outlaw, coming to steal this fair maiden's heart?

Johnny: Normally I'm the one who uses the cheesy pick up line, feels weird, the shoe being on the other foot.

ABA: Your ship is a whale, yet you didn't paint it blue, what is wrong with you?

Johnny: I didn't paint the May Ship, she was just born that way.

[theshortolivia]

Get to Know me tag :)

Was tagged for a get to know me tag game by @deerlisteners and these are fun so thought I’d do it for the like two people who will see it, even though, they are both childhood friends and know all this…

1. Are you named after anyone?

Yeah! My moms named me after the character Olivia Benson from law and order because she was a ‘strong independent woman’ like they wanted me to be and they also both had a crush on her/the actress who plays her. Bonus fact I’m p sure if I’d been born male they woulda named me Josiah

2. When was the last time you cried?

Uhhh, I got emotional and ALMOST cried at the ‘shoe scene’ (can’t be any more specific cause Huge spoilers) when rewatching Jojo Rabbit, I DID cry when I saw it in theatres and I HIGHLY recommend it as a comedy satire but also a harrowing reminder of history we should never forget (and for taika waititi of course). Um last time I actually cried I don’t remember cause recently my mental health has been depression apathy and not anxiety tears but it was Probably out of frustration at my chronic illness limiting what I can do, not a fun anecdote unfortunately but sometimes it be like that

3. Do you have kids?

I do not and I don’t plan on having any anytime soon for economic, chronic illness, and age reasons (I’m 22 lol I am Not settled in life I don’t even live alone). I would like to have kids when I’m older and more settled health and money wise, I love kids and feel I have so much love and care to give, i think I’d both enjoy and be a good mother. Also, I’d like to have them ‘traditionally’ because I’d like to experience pregnancy and I have some good genes lol. I think I’d like to have 3, partially because I do think I will love to raise and love children but also largely because I want my kids to have multiple siblings and to have a bigger (I know that’s not large in the grand scheme but for like, this day and age and economy and etc) family and for their kids to have multiple aunts/uncles. I love having a brother and wish I had more siblings, I wish I had a sibling closer in age that I could relate to, but I do still enjoy taking care of him and him being my baby brother. I also used to have 5 aunts and uncles (well 10 since they were all married ig) and many many cousins of all ages before we stopped talking to that side of my family, and I have two uncles (and my aunts their wives) and only see a few of my cousins due to where they live, and I am so glad I have family gatherings that big but I do miss the giant ones too, therefore I want for my kids what I have and love.

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

I am NOT a sports girlie. Up until I was 12 ish I was a very into ballet and modern dancing (would’ve continued but alas anxiety struck) and after that I did musical theatre which is its own style of dancing, incorporating all different types. I’d love to go back but since I stopped dancing due to a steady string of anxiety, anxiety medication side effects, foot problems, and then finally chronic fatigue syndrome, I’ve become out of shape, have really bad feet, and REALLY struggle to find time to take care of myself. I do want to start exercising again in ways that don’t require me to have functional feet like weight lifting, aerial dancing (those fabric strip things) etc. But I am Not good at sports nor do I like it, sorry. I remember basketball in elementary being the most frustrating and volleyball being,,,ok

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Hm in general i don’t think I do actually, I’m a pretty earnest and straightforward person myself and idk using sarcasm feels negative? For me? And I strive to be as positive to others as I can be. (Not that sarcasm is always mean I just feel like it don’t my Vibe ykwim) but I’m also somewhat socially and subtextually dense so I think it makes sense I don’t use something I may not be the best at understanding unless it’s obvious

6. What is the first thing you notice about people?

Hmm, I think that varies a Lot, it’s probably usually either makeup, clothing, hairstyle, or tattoos if they stand out or if they’re something I’d want myself or am attracted too or like aesthetically. I always try to get up the courage to compliment people on things I notice because I feel good when I get complimented so I want other people to feel like that too :) also actually since I’m a cashier and people hand over cash and point cards often I usually notice nails. Oh I also notice extremes in height immediately, I’m short so people shorter than me are like woah! And people super duper tall are also like Woah!

7. What’s your eye colour?

Dark brown

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

TLDR happy endings, I’m a sucker for happily ever after to the point where if it didn’t end happily I’ll probably write or st least daydream a fan fiction ending where it does. ESPECIALLY romance it Always gets me. I do like scary movies though, especially psychological horror, although,,,In The Tall Grass FUCKED ME UP (the movie, I don’t read stephen king books cause his writing style makes me uncomfy but man does he have some fucked up terrifying horrible ideas for for him)

9. Any talents?

Ig that’s kinda complicated cause I’d probably call myself a jack of all trades (but master of none). I was one of those kids that was praised for being good at like everything the first time I tried it and now as an adult has to learn how to study and have a huge issue of getting frustrated and stopping anything I try that I’m not immediately good at therefore never being able to improve because I’m not practicing. But I’ve been Told by teachers, professors, and other people that I’m quite talented at singing. I starred in some musicals in elementary school and studied vocals in high school, in choirs the whole time too, so I’d say I’m like, sort of trained in musical theatre and opera and I Have worked to improve my voice. But I was also told that apparently when I was 3 ish I grabbed a mic and went on a stage (probably at play group or smth idk) and belted twinkle twinkle little star and parents laughed and said I’d be a star one day so idk maybe I just have that star quality lol. Oh I’ve also been commended for my acting skills back before I did acting? But I haven’t done much of late and wouldn’t consider myself exceptionally skilled, I want to be though! I uh also had a period in high school where I discovered I liked (and was good at) academics and excelled in science and math and focused Heavily on that, getting awards and whatnot. I’m not gifted but my mom and grandfather are (were, granddad is not alive) and I definitely did get their big brains.

Oh also I’m like a professional daydreamer at this point I write whole ass stories in my head most of which Never make it to the Google docs and I’m Amazingly talented at oversharing I’m sorry in advance tell me to stop talking I literally won’t mind I promise I ramble Too much

10. Where were you born?

Ontario, Canada

11. What are your hobbies?

Too many. I have this issue where I like too many things so I spread myself too thinly to commit to spending enough time practicing on any one thing to improve, and then on top of that have this thing where I can’t just do something for fun I have to be Good at it (which I think stems from being a Talented Kid™) BUT here’s a list here we go it’s long

Singing

Acting

Dancing

Cooking

Baking

Writing

Makeup

Learning languages (I’m shit at it tho)

Linguistics (how languages WORK is So Cool)

Driving

Drawing

Learning about cool science things namely psychology, genetic, otherwise biology, or nuclear related

I’m not good at this yet but I wanna get into mixology for fun and also as a job

Can’t sew v well yet but I think it would be So Fun and also good to know cause I have to hem every other pair of pants I get

12. Do you have any pets?

I live w my parents still n we have a dog who’s actually my brother’s service dog she’s a huge black lab named Marshmallow and she is full of so much love but not a lot of thoughts, and we recently got a tuxedo kitten i got to name Carmilla (Carmilla is the name of an 1872? gothic lesbian vampire novella that came out before dracula, see my kitten loved to hide n is super duper fast and also play bites, hence, vampire)

13. How tall are you?

5’1 or 152cm

14. Favourite subject in school?

Too many uhh in high school I rlly loved general biology, my vocal classes (which we learned solos in Italian, German, and musical theatre genres and etc it was amazing), my intro to sociology, psychology, and anthropology class, my human development throughout the lifespan class (I wrote a super cool paper on the theory of infantile synesthesia which tbh is probably the best paper I’ve ever written), and my drama classes. In uni so far I’ve enjoyed my year 1 biology class, Especially the second half cause it was like almost All genetics (soooo fascinating!!!), I Loved my Japanese class which was hard as hell but so fascinating and awesome (I love languages and how they work, and Japanese being so different from my native language of English was really interesting, I also really like Japanese food and culture and nature so learning the language was partially because I think it’s a wonderful language but partially so I can go to Japan at some point), my psych intro class was fascinating and I especially enjoyed the parts on sleep and consciousness and on sensory and perception, those parts of our brains are sooo cool I also really liked my Health Psychology (relating our body to our mind was eye opening and very interesting) class. All those classes had super interesting subject matter AND really amazing sweet and helpful professors. Oh my intro data science class was cool cause I got to do shit of coding which was fun and rewarding

15. Dream Job?

Ok so remember the ‘jack of all trades but master of none’ thing? Liking and being somewhat good at many different things is rlly not helpful for deciding on careers, the end of that phrase ‘but better than being a master of one’ I’d say isn’t true cause I do think being good at One thing has its pros and cons, a pro being it’s def easier to decide what to do. I’ve been told I could probably make it in the opera industry, and I would love to act and sing for a living, whether that’s theatre, film, or voice acting, preferably I’d love to do them all tbh. It feels narcissistic to admit but I do like the recognition for performing, I relish the applause I get during curtain calls or after a solo, I wouldn’t say I Live for the applause but I do like it, I think I’d like to be some level of famous. However I know that’s not easy to attain and I also would love to be a teaching and researching professor of psychology and genetics. I love presenting and teaching and am very good at it (my best marks are always on presentations lol) and I love researching concepts that are interesting to me, like for example if I had to write a thesis right now I’d probably write it about the possibility of finding the epigenetic patterns that cause hereditary depression, anxiety, etc, and use CRISPR gene editing technology to correct those thus ending the cycle of hereditary mental illness instead of putting the bandaid of a medication on it. Also I know that coding and computer science is lucrative right now and I did enjoy my taste of coding so I’d also love to look into that. I Do want to make a lot of money so I can afford to take care of those I love (and myself), be more sustainable, and enjoy some extra things in life like fancy and unique or uncommon to my culture food

No pressure but Also tagging @dragonheart1330 :)

I probably didn’t even say One thing @dragonheart1330 and @deerlisteners don’t already know lol as I said I am soooo talented at oversharing

[evenmorecrows]

Home - 1.6k

His first home only remains in his mind as a formless blot of comfort; an idea of what he thinks it should have been moreso than any concrete memory. His second home aches in sharp, shattered contrast- all too clear for who it was missing. And his third home... he thinks he's found it.

Written for @silverv-week! Here's some very brief context for this, since I had thought I'd be done with the main piece it's based on before August rolled around. Feel free to skip right along to the fic under the read more if you'd prefer!

Context: 1. The setting is the abandoned lake cabin, 2 and a half to 3 years post-game. Johnny and V live there now. 2. This V's mother was killed when he was very young, and because she had ties to Padre, V essentially got adopted by him. And by that I mean he was pretty much treated like an indoor-outdoor cat. 3. Johnny did not get his own body, he is still in V's old one. V was yanked from beyond the Blackwall and was put into a new body himself by Arasaka.

Okay, now on to the fic. Enjoy!

He comes in, shaking the sand out of his shoes. Having spent the day in the desert heat, tuning up the generator and water filtration systems, he's ready to melt into the couch for a while. Johnny's not home yet, but he knew that. Woulda heard the car pulling in if he was, besides the fact that Johnny woulda come looking for him when he realized he wasn't inside. He lingers in the scenario as he undresses and takes a well-needed cold shower. He would've sat around and bugged V till he got too hot. He'd whine for a while, then piss off inside till he got bored and opened the window to brag about being inside in the cool. What he'd really want was for V to come inside, but because he's deathly allergic to voicing his emotions plainly, he has to be a dick about it. He's getting better, at least, since he's learned V won't rise to the bait most of the time, forcing the words out of him if he wants them to be voiced at all.

Sometimes when Johnny's being a brat and gets hit with V's classic brick-wall technique, though, he just goes off and sulks. Until he crawls into bed with V that night, anyway. He towels himself dry, puts on some boxers (There's no use in putting on anything else, not in this heat. And besides, not like there's anyone around to ogle him. Aside from Nibbles.) and heads out into their living room slash kitchen combo. Between Johnny's seeming need to make himself a rat's nest of plates and old food containers and V's engine parts and (small!) clothes piles, it's always a bit of a mess, but it looks lived in. A lot of the places he's lived, he didn't have a lot to his name, keeping them sparse. Bare-minimum only. He remembers when he lived with Padre as a kid, remembers how it always felt strange, waking up every day in a room that wasn't home, would never be home. In all the years he lived there, he almost felt like a ghost haunting it's halls.

When he had that brief stint of living with Jackie, under Mama Wells' roof- that was the first time he really remembers what having a home felt like. He imagines he felt that with his mom, when he was a little kid- somewhere warm, safe, familiar. Where he'd come home to a hug and a meal every day, where he'd have Jackie to talk to about anything, everything, who somehow seemed to always know what to say, even when it was only something that made V laugh. For once, he really had a family. H10 was nice, yeah. He felt good when he was finally able to spread his wings, become independent... But it wasn't home. It turns out, a few months with an approximation of a family doesn't fix a childhood spent without one. Alone in his apartment, he had felt... Hollow. Like he lost more than he gained, moving out. So he kept busy, doing job after job, only staying long enough to eat, pass out, and shower in the mornings. For a while, he could feel at home, around Jackie, or at El Coyote. Then Jackie died and, well. Considering V still carries that guilt with him- if he'd been quicker, if he'd been smarter, if he'd died instead, or even, if he'd been kinder in the car on the way to Konpeki, if he hadn't snapped in the elevator... (He had been scared. So, so scared. Had seen how Jackie was holding himself, had seen the blood.) He can't find it in himself to insert himself into Mama Wells' life, even if he knows she'd welcome him with open arms. Even if she's said so herself. How could he, when all he can see is who's missing? How could he, when he feels like he'd be trying to take up that blank space? How could he, when he lives with the thought that if Jackie hadn't have met him, he might still be alive? He sighs, flopping onto the couch, rubbing at his eyes. Nibbles jumps up onto his lap, purrs at him loudly, and how can he resist that? He pets him, and Nibbles settles in. It still hurts, Jackie's loss. V thinks it probably always will. But it's not all-encompassing now. Admittedly, he didn't have much space in his head to really process Jackie's death when he was running around trying to deal with the chip eating away at his brain. He had thought he had- processed it, he means, but after the dust settled after he was re-bodied... It really started hitting him. Hard. Johnny freaked for a little while- after coming so close to losing V a second time, he had become hypersensitive to the idea of V getting sick again. They had a fight, V remembers, sick to death of Johnny's constant hovering- and not only hovering, nagging, or borderline degrading him. V is a patient man, but the way Johnny had acted was absolutely insufferable, and already being in such a bad place, he had snapped; they yelled for a while. Johnny stormed off.

It hadn't helped the grieving, being all alone. He hardly ever cries, but that night he just couldn't stop the floodgates, sitting on the lip of the tub in the bathroom. Johnny came back before it was over, and he knew how rarely V cried, as intimately as he knows almost every other part of him. So when he saw him hunched over, eyes red, face wet, he had softly cursed and led them both to bed. They talked that morning, had a nice, long feelings sesh, and they both had things to get off their chests. Usually, heartfelt conversations from Johnny were like trying to draw blood from concrete, but that one wasn't so bad, and ever since then there are moments where he at least tries to communicate how he's feeling. He's only slightly less of a prick, but slightly is better than no change at all.

He hears the rumble of his car- Johnny always tries to say their car, and V lets it slide, but that thing's V’s baby, goddamnit- and perks up. He always misses the bastard when he's gone, and maybe they're codependent with how they cling to each other, but who wouldn't be after what they've gone through? After sharing a brain? Nibbles jumps off his lap to trot to the door at the muffled sound of jingling keys. V watches as the door opens and Johnny steps in, closing it behind him. He drags the soles of his shoes on the mat and grumbles to Nibbles about how needy he is, yet pets him as the cat winds around his legs, at the same time attempting to now take off his shoes. V enjoys watching him, when he doesn't have his wall of bluster and bravado up, gets to see the man underneath. He used to know it, when they shared a head; know it was there. But now it's a choice for Johnny, and V gets to see it, to be let in willingly. All that power could go to someones head, but most of the time V finds it just goes down south. Johnny finally catches him looking, and V can tell his eyes take in his mostly-bare form, even with the shades on, and he whistles. "Damn, didn't know I'd be coming home to a show." V smirks, rolls his eyes, "Yeah yeah, all for you big guy. Not like the suns got a vendetta against us or anything." Johnny haphazardly shoves the bag of food he brought with him into the fridge before starting to shuck off his own clothes. V's glad he's starting to make V's old body more his own, now that Johnny has him back. It was pretty weird for a while, fucking a guy in what was very obviously his own old body. Now, Johnny's starting to get work done to look more like himself, though hes keeping some things, like V's old tattoos. Once he's in a similar state of undress, Johnny flops down onto the couch with him, lounging against him. "Go shower, sweaty-ass." V says lightly, nudging him. Johnny makes a big show of settling in. "Nah, think I'm good. Besides, I just got comfortable. You gonna kick me off the couch over it?" He challenges, which would mean some playful rough-housing if he were in the mood, probably leading to some fooling around, too. That’s not where V’s head’s at right now, though.

"'Know I'm not." He wraps his arm around Johnny, pulling him closer, and just being in the proximity of each other makes both of them relax. Johnny tips his head towards V, and V obliges, captures his lips. 'I missed you', he doesn't say, but V knows it's what he means. He knows it drives Johnny up the walls to leave him, knows he worries when he comes home V'll be gone, or dead, but they can't always avoid it. Afterwards, he always plasters himself to V's side like this for a few hours. "'Love you." Johnny whispers when they pull away. It took him a while to get used to saying it, and he never says it at talking volume; has to whisper it, hide it from the world which has taken so, so much from both of them, but V melts every single time he hears it. Those words, just for him. He thinks about them, this house of theirs, this life they've built, fought for with blood and sweat and tears. A future they never thought they'd get to have, fate carried out and then flipped off. "I love you too, Johnny." The words resonate through him; in every neuron, in every cell, this is true. He brings his hand to Johnny's cheek, rubs at his cheek bone with his thumb, and Johnny closes his eyes, leaning in, savoring it. Right here, right now, with him… This can be home, too. He thinks it already is.

[jenkys-hoard]

No hate to Della but I wish their was an angsty/fluffy/funny/family drama filled custody battle for the triplets between Donald and Della fic. Mainly because Della gets too arrogant and wants fully custody of the boys. And like all I want for this type of fic is angst for Donald and the boys, but ultimately all of Donald's friends standing up for him and saying he deserves to keep custody of the boys in court. All the people in Donalds life and the boys saying he's a good dad. Like emotionally and legally everyone shutting Della down because Donald is the very best for the boys and he's their dad. Like how dare she even attempts this. And the climax of the fic is Scrooge being 100% on Donald's side saying the boys deserve to be with Donald on the stand. Like at first he's on Della's side(gets her a very expensive lawyer and everything). But than he steps back and thinks about it. Like this could take place somewhere after Donald comes back from the island or season 3. Either way I really would love a fic like this. Especially that emphasize that Della choice to leave the boys on a rocket, and Donald made a commitment to rase the boys as his babies. For fun in this Uno/Odin can be his lawyer.

I'm not gonna lie hun, if you caught me like maybe a year ago I woulda jumped on this 😔

I will tell you that if you look hard enough on AO3, this EXACT premise exists (and a good couple very similar)

However I'm kinda picky with my Della content now because like- I don't like writing assholes. So when I think of Della I see her as exceedingly impulsive. She would not give a FUCK what the law says, those are her kids and Donald is the one who raised em. Because he would NEVER deny her access to the kids and she LOVES her brother. She's short sighted, brash, and definitely doesn't think things through fully even if she *thinks* she did. (Tbh I cannot fucking FATHOM that DuckTales17 decided ms.'shot myself into space in an experimental rocket alone' should be known as the twin that could "sEe AlL tHe AnGlEs") but she loves her family dearly.

Plus you cannot tell me that Della 'sleep is wasting time here I made the most sugary inedible cake ever' Duck remembered to legally alive herself again (and tbh I don't think Scrooge remembered either but he's old and sad so we forgive him for it). This woman is legally Dead to the US government.

Also I like watching crazy irl court stuff enough to know that, unless Della *lies*, a Judge would not fucking entertain that case, plus the friends can help socially and probably write letters to the judge, but family court is just set up differently from what I've seen and it would take some crazy extenuating circumstances to get like a full jury and witnesses.

If I DID do something like this, I'd use someone else as an outside force to influence Della (she's the type to not stop once an idea is in her head and that's canonically been taken advantage of) and it would more be around the DRAMA of her serving her brother papers. Like- my Donald angst usually involves all of his friends either being out of touch or unavailable. Parenthood takes a lot of time and personal social circles are the first to go under the stress most of the time.

So really focus on Della's shortsightedness and Donald's lack of support.

Honestly I think Scrooge would just be confused. They're siblings and they love each other and they fight about petty shit, sure, but this?

Also the kids would be stressed as hell and probably start fighting amongst themselves over it which would make Donald cave pretty fast, I think.

Anyways this has been Jenky's rambles, don't mind me and go have fun uwu