#and i enjoy trying to figure out how to make movements work while animating ^-^

[crispy-armpit]

✧ 𝒊 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕 ✧

yandere secret agent x reader

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⭒ 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: after taking on your friend's offer to head downtown to a hidden bar, you find yourself in the middle of a covert operation. thankfully Messiah is there to hide you from danger. or did he just push you right into it?

⭒ 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵: gn reader, yandere, suggestive position & situation, slight violence, reader held at gunpoint, mentions of a firearm and getting shot, reader pressed against male crotch, sadism(?), auditory hallucination (you hear voices), hair pulling, swearing

⭒ 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1,153 words

⭒ a/n: it was my birthday last month and i had planned to post this by then but ofc i never learn my lesson and kept my drafts in tumblr (leading to it getting deleted) 😭!! so sorry for the wait everyone and happy late new years! :D hope u like the batman wannabe.. it goes from 0 to 100 rq because it's hilarious to me and i'm sleep deprived.. i can smell the hate comments already

will you venture down this path?

it was supposed to be another weekend night spent alone in your home; you, comfortably snuggling against your pillows while playing your favourite brain-rot game from night to morning.

but here you were— unfortunately not in your bed, and devastatingly not romancing your fictional game characters. your friend, Vern, had dragged convinced you to join him and try out some random jazz bar which recently opened.

he mentioned his band would be playing there... he's probably just trying to get more people to hype up his band.

the warm ambience of the bistro & bar, alongside the joyous laughter ringing all over the room, people bantering and simply enjoying each other's presence was enough to erase the thoughts of your usual weekend plans. it was the type of place where you couldn't bring up any negative emotions just because of how chill everyone and everything was. so that's one forgiveness point to your friend.

at some point, Vern had split off from you to meet up with the other Ares band members to go perform— leaving you to drink away your life at the bar.

you channeled your best resting bitch face to avoid any strangers trying to hit on you, which worked. you sat alone listening to the blue voice of the current performer, making small talk here and there with the bartender.

oh, the bartender—

you'd been eyeing him up all night.

he was the only other person at the bar. like all other bartenders, he was charismatic and attractive despite the two deep scars running down his left cheek.

maybe he noticed you looking at it, because he suddenly rasped out, "...animal attack" with a nonchalant smile. which is quite impressive, since your gaze never once lingered on the scars for too long. he must be observing me.

Logan (you read his name tag) was an exceptional conversationist. and he played the bartender role extremely well. he brought up topics like your ambitions, your dreams, and even your darkest passions effortlessly.

but his eyes never seemed to really focus on your figure when you talked.

it was always off to a specific direction in the distance. and when you turned to look at what he was looking at, there would only be the same wrinkly old man sitting on the sofa chair.

"can you see it?"

confused, you reply, "see what?"

do you see it? the eyes? his lack of mouth? with hair as white as his, and skin as dark as void, how can you not see me?

"what the hell are you sayi—" you grow pale when you turn back and see Logan had his back turned away from you the whole time, far from the counter.

who was talking to me?

and for the first time in 3 hours since you've arrived, the old man from the chair moves. he wanders aimlessly for a moment until setting his sights on the bar. multiple random people who were loitering in the room take notice of his sudden movement, and all briskly walk towards him.

you're petrified.

the world is spinning, people are blocking the old man's path from you. and you're so thankful for that because it gives you the time to be pulled on top of the bar counter and then underneath it by a pair of strong hands.

your consciousness recovers and you're met with Logan, body crouched down to your level. his shadowed face shows no semblance of the bright man you were talking to a while ago. now his own icy blue eyes pierced through yours, and the once attractive rasp of his voice is now chilling to the bone.

"Logan—"

"you better fucking shut up unless you want to die."

he pulls out a revolver and points it to your forehead.

profusely nodding your head in understanding, tears begin to prick your eyes; this is so fucking messed up, what is happening??

your brain tells you that this was just the alcohol getting to you, and maybe Logan has some kind of split personality and a murderer... that it's some kind of sick prank Vern is probably pulling on you. maybe my drink got spiked...

but your gut tells you that you are in great danger. alcohol has never made you experience that level of auditory hallucination... hell, you were probably being delusional right now— of course Logan's trying to kill you!!

you could hear the faint sounds of bodies thudding against other people as if they were thrown or pushed. but no screams, just grunts. the loudness of the approaching footsteps came to a halt in front of the counter.

you cover your cries as best as you can with your palms and with Logan's hidden weapon still pointed at you. you could so easily whack it away or dodge it. but you stop once you hear the most grotesque voice ever, the result of what sounded like flesh tearing apart and bones reconstructing.

"where... are... they.....?"

you are faced with two decisions:

scream for help and get shot in the head by Logan

scream for help and face whatever the fuck is out there

either way, you don't get to choose. because the stress of the situation is beginning to overwhelm you and soon your whimpers slip out a little. small enough to not be heard from in front of the counter, but big enough for whoever is on top of you— and that someone happened to be the psychopathic bartender.

you freeze.

but your strength alone is not enough to hold back against the veiny hands that grab the back of your hair and push you against the bulge of the man standing in front of you.

you push and thrash over his grasp, but your actions only lead to him digging the lower parts of your face further into his crotch. WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING??? IS HE TRYING TO SILENCE ME WITH HIS DICK?!

and it works...

you stay silent and limp, not because of fear. but because of the absurdity of this situation and the slow growth of whatever beast is hiding under those black waiter pants.

the heat of your muffled breath against his privates collects in your face, it's getting too much but you hold yourself together. your hands that were once pushing him off now lay on the top of his hardened thighs.

Logan shares a couple words with the old man before pointing him elsewhere. you catch a strange name falling off the old man's lips, Messiah. fuck, is this a cult? shortly afterwards, you hear the light sounds of evacuating feet. he's finally gone.

and with the speed of a middle-aged lady during black friday sales, you manage to push him off to the side and stand up across him, ready to give him a piece of your mind.

you were humiliated, violated, mentally tired and— and—

why the fuck is he blushing.

[peachbubbless]

How are we feeling about the SBR anime announcement? I am so excited and I hope you all enjoy SBR fanfic week to celebrate this momentous occasion 🤠

Comfort – Diego Brando x Reader

Word count - 2.2k | Day 1 SBR Fanfic Week

The desert was quieter after dusk.

No hoofbeats. No shouting. Just wind carving lazy arcs through the dust and brush. You’d let the rest of the pack ride ahead earlier in the day intentionally, giving yourself the rare privilege of silence. Maybe it was a mistake, maybe not. Either way, the canyon had swallowed the road behind you and left nothing but red walls and shadow.

That was fine. You needed the space.

You were rounding a bend when you heard it. Not footsteps, not talking-

A curse.

Low, hoarse, bitten off halfway through like it hurt to say. You stopped, holding your breath. It came again. Faint, but close.

You followed it.

Just off the path, tucked between two slabs of rock, was a crouched figure. Blue coat. Blonde hair darkened with sweat. One knee braced against the earth, the other splayed out ungracefully. He was trying to wrap gauze around his side, one arm shaking from the effort.

And failing. Badly.

Diego Brando. Of course.

His head snapped up the second he sensed you - animal-sharp and defensive, but not surprised.

“You,” he growled. “Great. Fan-fucking-tastic.”

You blinked. “I’ll take that as a hello.”

He didn’t answer. Just hissed as the gauze slipped from his fingers again.

There was blood on his shirt. A lot of it. Dark, wet, and spreading.

You moved closer.

He bared his teeth. “Don’t.”

“You’re hurt.”

“I noticed.”

“Let me- ”

“I said, don’t.”

You stared at him.

He stared back.

Then, begrudgingly, like every word was dragged up from a place he didn’t want you to see:

“Fine. Don’t just stand there. You wanna stare or make yourself useful?” 

You heisted for a moment before crouching down beside him, not asking again.

And for once, Diego didn’t protest.

Not out loud, anyway.

You didn’t speak right away.

You just reached for the bandages he’d dropped and began rewrapping them, steady as your hands could manage. The wound was ugly - a jagged cut along his side, too clean for a scrape, too messy for precision. Something sharp got him. Or someone.

He watched you. Like a hawk might watch a storm - annoyed, curious, but unwilling to fly off just yet.

“You do this one blind?” you muttered, gesturing to the half-twisted gauze still clinging to his ribs. 

Diego huffed. “I wasn’t expecting company.” 

“You weren’t expecting to be bleeding out either, I take it?” 

A sharp glare.

“And do you always get this mouthy when someone tries to help you?”

“I don’t need help,” he snapped.

You roll your eyes dramatically. 

He flinched - not from you, but from his own movement - like the words cost him more energy than he had to spend. You ignored the bite in his tone, gently easing his coat off his shoulder to get a better look. Underneath, the wound was even angrier.

He didn’t stop you.

Didn’t stop looking at you either.

“I’m not doing this out of pity,” you said after a moment. “So relax.”

“Sure,” he muttered. “You just have a thing for rescuing wild animals, is that it?”

“I said relax, not get cocky.”

He scoffed under his breath.

Still, he leaned back just enough for you to work - his breathing ragged, muscles twitching under your fingers. The proximity was unavoidable now, the two of you pressed close under the shallow overhang of rock. His coat was tossed aside, his shirt pulled up, his pride hanging on by a thread.

You worked in silence for a while.

Then:

“You’re not gonna ask how it happened?” he said suddenly.

You glanced at him. “You’d tell me if you wanted me to know.”

Another pause. A twitch of his jaw.

“I don’t,” he said.

You nodded.

Finished tying off the bandage, not too tight.

His eyes lingered on your hands. He hadn’t moved since you started - hadn’t even insulted your technique. That was suspicious in itself.

“You’ve done this before,” he said.

You shrugged. “People bleed.”

“I meant for enemies.”

“Are we enemies?”

He didn’t answer.

His eyes drifted back to the canyon mouth, shadowed in the fading light. For a second, he looked like he might bolt. But he didn’t. Just exhaled slowly and leaned his head against the rock behind him.

The silence that followed was heavier than before.

When he spoke again, it was quieter.

“You shouldn’t be nice to me.”

You paused. “Why?”

“Because it won’t end the way you want it to.”

Your hands stilled, still resting lightly on his ribs. The bandage was done. You could’ve pulled away. You didn’t.

“Who said I wanted anything?”

He didn’t reply.

Didn’t look at you.

But the air shifted.

The sarcasm had drained out of him - not gone, but buried under something heavier. He was still Diego Brando, sharp-tongued and prickly to the end. But the edges had dulled. Just a little.

You let your voice drop.

“It’s not just the race for you, is it?” He blinked. “You run like there’s something chasing you. Or something you’re trying to outrun.”

The way he looked at you then - like he didn’t expect the question, like it scraped something raw inside him - told you everything you needed to know.

His mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again.

And when the answer came, it didn’t sound like bravado.

It sounded like truth, hoarse and splintering.

For a while, you thought he might not answer.

Then:

“She worked on a farm.”

The words were flat. Disconnected.

You looked at him - Diego’s profile caught in the low red spill of sunset over the rock. He wasn’t looking at you. Just staring into the distance, as if seeing something you couldn’t.

“My mother,” he added, voice still tight. “She did whatever work she could find. Cleaning stables, feeding horses. We lived in the barn.”

He shifted slightly, wincing as the movement tugged at his bandaged side.

“She never complained. Always told me to hold my head high, no matter what.”

His gaze dropped to his hands, fingers curling slightly.

“There was a time when the landowner… he wanted more from her. When she refused, he made sure we suffered for it. Put holes in our bowls, so we couldn’t hold food or water.”

He took a slow breath, as if steadying himself.

“But my mother… she didn’t break. When mealtime came, she had the stew poured into her bare hands so I could eat.”

You felt your chest tighten.

“She stood there, hands burning, just so I wouldn’t go hungry.”

His voice grew quieter.

“She did this for weeks. The burns got worse. Infected.”

A pause.

“Tetanus,” he said bitterly. “That’s what took her. She was barely older than us now.”

The silence that followed was heavy, laden with the weight of memories and regrets.

“I was six.”

You swallowed, the enormity of his loss settling over you.

“She told me to use my skill with horses. To rise above. To become someone.”

His eyes finally met yours, a storm of determination and lingering pain.

“So I did. I became a jockey. I clawed my way up. Worked harder than anyone. Smiled when I had to. Bit my tongue when I didn’t.”

His jaw tightened.

“And I won. Over and over. But no matter how many times I crossed the finish line first, it wasn’t enough. I’m going to take everything. Every title, every ounce of glory, until they have no choice but to see me.”

“And then?”

He didn’t answer.

Maybe he didn’t know.

Or maybe the striving was the point - the relentless pursuit, the hunger that kept him moving forward.

You let the silence hang, respecting the rawness of his revelation.

Finally, Diego sighed - a sound that didn’t belong to him. Too weary. Too human.

“I didn’t ask for pity,” he said. “So don’t give me any.”

“I wasn’t planning on it.”

“Good.”

Another pause.

Then, quieter:

“…Thanks for staying.”

You didn’t smile. Didn’t offer empty words.

You just nodded once.

And stayed.

The silence that followed his confession didn’t echo.

It settled. Low and slow, like ash after a fire.

Diego sat stiff beside you, arms bandaged, shoulders drawn tight. His jaw worked like he was chewing on regret, or pride, or maybe both. For once, he wasn’t speaking - and for Diego Brando, that said more than any monologue ever could.

You gave him a moment.

Then another.

Then: “You should lie down.”

He didn’t even look at you. “I’m fine.”

“Sure thing. You’re shaking.”

“I said I’m fine.”

“You’re bleeding through your second bandage, and your face is paler than your ego is big.” You tilted your head. “Which, frankly, is impressive.”

He gave you a flat look. “Are you always this irritating?”

“Only when someone’s too stubborn to lie down before they faceplant into the fire.”

He exhaled through his nose. Sharp. But not angry. And he didn’t argue again.

“You’re impossible,” he muttered.

“And you’re exhausting.”

He didn’t deny it.

You grabbed the saddle blanket, shook it out, and laid it down by the fire - not close enough to coddle, but not far enough to ignore. No words. Just the firm press of fabric against dirt.

Then you looked over your shoulder. “Well?”

Diego stared at the blanket like it had personally offended him.

But then - with all the grace of a wounded predator - he moved. Each shift was stiff, deliberate, like he was pretending his muscles didn’t scream with every motion. He lowered himself onto the blanket with a grunt, clenched jaw, breath hissing between his teeth. Still proud. Still Diego.

You followed a second later, slow and measured, easing down beside him. Not touching. Just near.

He didn’t speak. Just lay there, eyes locked on the stars above, expression unreadable.

Then, voice rough: “Don’t make this something it’s not.”

You turned your head. “What exactly do you think this is?”

“This,” he snapped. “This Florence Nightingale bullshit. Like if I bleed loud enough someone’s gonna sing Kumbaya.”

“I’m not lighting a campfire or handing out marshmallows,” you said dryly. “You’re not that charming.”

He huffed. “Liar.”

You smiled, just a little. “Fine. Maybe a little charming.”

That got something. Not a laugh - too much effort - but a twitch at the corner of his mouth. Close enough.

“I’m not fussing,” you added. “I’m just ensuring you don’t die before I have the satisfaction of watching you lose.”

That got a snort. “And here I thought you cared.”

“Don’t push your luck.”

The fire snapped softly. Somewhere in the dark, a bird called once and then went silent again. You let yourself sink back a little, resting on your elbow, letting your coat sleeve brush his. Casual. Gentle.

He didn’t flinch.

He let out a long breath. Not tired. Not relaxed. Just… quiet.

You thought maybe he was about to drift off when he said, low and abrupt, “You’re warm.”

You blinked. “Come again?”

He didn’t look at you. “I said don’t be an idiot.”

You turned your head slowly. “That is not what you said.”

He closed his eyes, jaw twitching. “Must’ve been the blood loss.”

“Oh, so now you admit it.”

“Shut up,” he muttered.

But his voice didn’t have bite anymore. Just frayed edges. A little raw.

You let yourself lie back fully, spine against the blanket, shoulder against his. You didn’t press. But you didn’t shift away either. Close enough now that you could feel the heat between you - two stubborn bodies, bruised and warmed by the fire, pretending this wasn’t what it was.

His hand moved slightly. Rested near yours. Not touching. But closer than it had to be.

“If you breathe a word of this to anyone,” he mumbled, eyes still closed, “I will kill you.”

You smirked. “Naturally.”

“And I’m still going to win.”

You snorted. “Sure, Brando.”

“I’ll be the richest man in the world.”

You rolled your eyes. “Well, at least you’re dreaming small.”

He didn’t answer. Just exhaled again, a little softer this time. And when you shifted your weight just enough to let your knee brush his under the blanket, he didn’t move.

Didn’t curse you out.

Didn’t push you away.

He just stayed.

And maybe, after a minute, he leaned a little closer - shoulder to shoulder, weight shared, warmth pooled between you like a secret neither of you would admit come morning.

You didn’t say a word. You didn’t need to.

He didn’t answer. Just exhaled - not tired, not sharp, just… softer than before.

And almost imperceptibly, he leaned back, just a fraction. Enough to let your shoulders line up again. To let the space between you hold something still and steady and unspoken.

You didn’t call it comfort.

He wouldn’t let you.

But in the silence, in the shared heat and aching bones and guarded breath, it settled there anyway.

[thequeensjester]

S1 • EP8 ➤ Building Up Galadriel's Confrontation

Part one for @mai-komagata

Once Galadriel hears Celebrimbor mention the Unseen World, she starts to question Halbrand as soon as he starts working with Brimby.

Wayne Yip gives us this second chain shot. It's a leading line, showing us that Brimby and Sauron are on the same side—almost bound together.

They're also framed by the gold floor patttern as if they are in their bubble. The light mostly falls on Celebrimbor while Sauron is in the shadows.

(enjoy my stop motion gif)

Then the editor cuts to Galadriel's watching them. The camera arcs around Galadriel, from a low-angle and finishes on a cowboy shot. The arc motion makes Galadriel look like is she distancing away from the pair and driving us to focus on her suspicion.

This analysis is the most different from my others because I'm looking at how camera movement and editing drive the narrative. It's a lot to take in, even for me so I will try to make my thoughts as clear to follow as possible.

She's framed, if not closed in, by the arch and window, adding extra emphasis on her suspicions. Ever since her meeting with Gil-galad, she becomes still—a drastic change from running fast and running blind as Elendil puts it.

Her own movement is smaller and measured—keeping her suspicions to herself but at this point, Galadriel doesn't trust Halbrand. Ending the camera movement on a cowboy shot puts Galadriel is a position of defiance because...

The editor cuts back to a dirty shot of Brimby and Sauron, who are deep in their work but Galadriel's arm is still visible in the frame, looming in the background.

The editor cuts to Galadriel's close-up with the camera slowly pushing closer to her face to show her deep in thought. Then before they cut away, we hear dialogue from her next scene, overlapping this close-up.

This is a J-cut. Using this cut here makes it seem like she's vocalizing her thoughts.

Here is the follow-up shot and there's a bit of a perspective trick here. It looks like Galadriel is hidden behind wall but the camera arcs to the right, just like in the forge.

This arc motion reveals that Galadriel was speaking in private but not exactly hidden. The goal of the first frame shows that her intentions are hidden. The movement also reveals the elves marching through and setting up the courtyard scene.

Galadriel ends up hiding because she didn't want Brimby or Elrond to know but she was also trying to avoid Sauron until she had the truth. When she hears him, Galadriel hesitates before walking into the courtyard.

The courtyard scene is the point of no return. The blocking (relationship of movement between camera and actors) and editing rhythm that drives tension. Once Galadriel walks into the courtyard and stops, she stands still. In contrast, Sauron becomes more animated. Essentially, the two have flipped roles—she's watching him run loose in Eregion and trying to figure him out.

For most of this entire scene, Morfydd Clark makes tiny movements. Charlie Vickers is more dynamic and hitting different marks on set. The camera is also moving in tandem with Charlie.

Camera movement should be deliberate. Some camera movement might simply be a handheld result, which does happen but generally, there are several reasons for motion—guiding the audience to points of interest, showing a character's POV, driving narrative, etc. Where and when the camera stops are also interesting.

With editing, it's more than just sequencing shots. Editing drive emotions. The timing of a cut helps sell the emotion. These are key points to how I parse this scene.

The courtyard scene begins with an overhead shot to give the audience a glimpse of the scale and beauty of Eregion. The camera pushes downward on them to take us into their dialogue. Charlie walks and stops in front of a column. This is the first mark (left) and the editor cuts to the medium shot (right).

In this exact cut, Halbrand says "Someone like me, here." This can be read in two ways—as little ol' Halbrand but primarily as Sauron.

Sauron starts walking again and the camera also starts to move in the same steady arc motion; closer to Galadriel when he continues, "Working with the Elven-smiths of Eregion" before he stops again.

He thanks Galadriel and stands still but the camera continues to arc left until we get this shot—Galadriel and Sauron are facing each other, on opposite sides. The camera briefly stops here when Galadriel replies, "For bringing you here?"

Wayne Yip blocks them each against the background columns that form lines. Sauron stands behind a column whereas Galadriel is slightly in front of a column. There's also a column dividing them.

This visual language is something that J.A. Bayona uses in ep2 on the raft. It contrasts the earlier line with the Brimby shot.

To me, Galadriel tries to put distance from Sauron but she's already too late because she's revealed too much about herself.

I also think this dialogue is where Galadriel unintentionally starts to tip off Sauron. We know she brought him to Eregion to have him healed but her dialogue in this scene is tonally wrong. She doesn't ask about their work or when he intends to go to Pelagir to join his people (lol).

Sauron replies, "For saving my life" and tips his head, which drives the camera moves left again. This motion makes him cross the line of his column but now Galadriel shifts behind hers.

The editor abruptly cuts to Galadriel, making it feel as if she's stopping him in his tracks. The tone for the rest of this scene changes with this cut. Galadriel calmly but distantly replies, "As you saved mine. Our scales are balanced."

I think this is the moment Sauron suspects her. To be honest, I'm not sure what she could have said to keep her ruse up. She had shown Sauron her cards; how she acts and reacts. Now, Galadriel is suddenly more reserved? He wasn't there to see her revelations in ep7 but he doesn't need to when he's seen her other vulnerable moments.

He goes into damage control immediately, just as he later does to Mirdania when Durin shows up to warn Brimby about the Seven.

The camera angle changes to close-ups, starting with Galadriel when Sauron says "you believed in me." This takes deeper into their emotions because he sounds sincere enough. She understands how powerful it feels to be validated...

But compare the softer lighting on Galadriel to the harsher lighting on him—the Rembrandt lighting, identified by the triangle under Sauron's eye, creates intrigue about his true thoughts.

Then he places his hand on her and leans closer. The camera is static but remember how the actors are blocked standing apart with the columns as lines? If we could see the set on a wide shot, Charlie would cross all three column lines.

Putting his hand on Galadriel is like sinking his claws into her. When he says he won't forget what she has done, the editor quickly cuts again to the next shot—leaving no time to digest his "sincerity."

He promises that no one else will forget what she has done. His dirty single is short-sided—the empty space reveals his veiled threat, knowing how Galadriel fell out with the other elves. Short-siding lets him take up so much of his frame, like he's boxing her in. He's also drenched in shadows.

It feels uncomfortable to watch—reinforced by another fast cut to Galadriel's reaction. The timing of both cuts are saying "or else." The musical cue also changes from soft to sinister here. Galadriel then has to fake a small smile because she knows it's not flattery.

When Sauron pulls back, the editor cut to a wide-shot where Galadriel watches him walk away. The camera also pulls back with Sauron like a growing distance but it sustains focus on her before finally cutting to Galadriel's close-up—making us feel her doubt.

We get finally get bigger movement here. She turns her head—still uncertain. The camera points down on her in the same angle when Sauron speaks to her, as if she's lost her advantage here.

The most important movement here is her eyes. In her previous close-ups, Morfydd nervous flickers her eyes quite a bit. I think Galadriel wanted to be wrong but the signs were there. Finrod once told her that the most important truths are often simple.

Here, her eyes wander until she holds them still. The editor lets this detail play out to reinforce her uncertainty to us before cutting to end the scene.

— credit: cap-that.com

[juniperhillpatient]

while based on everything I’ve read I fully agree with the many criticisms people are rightfully giving the Lilo & Stitch remake & my eye actually starts twitching every time I learn something new about it - I just rewatched the original & I want to focus on how much I love it! the tags are full of people angry for good reasons so let me just put out some positivity about one of my absolute faves 💙

Some of my favorite things about this movie:

* it’s visually so fun! I have no idea what the fixation with making animation live action is because I’ve been really enjoying the visuals on this latest Disney cartoon kick I’m on. I really love the way Stitch moves & scuttles around & how you can tell when he’s trying to imitate the movements he sees around him versus moving how he naturally moves. I also love every character design in the movie. The aliens of course but also even the background characters like the ice cream cone guy & all the side characters like the little old lady with the vegetable stand or the life guard etc are each so uniquely designed & fun to look at.

* the soundtrack is really fun & unique for a Disney movie! I figured given that the songs are one of my favorite parts of Disney movies when i rewatched this one id miss the songs because I remembered there’s really just the one original song. Well first of all Hawaiian roller coaster stands on its own as a great song & I love it. I hadn’t seen the movie in a long time but I listen to Disney radio all the time & I kinda didn’t remember WHY it’s so good & it is because of its place in the story & the montage with Stitch being brave thanks to his newfound support trusting Nani & Lilo to keep him safe on the surfboard & having fun even though he can’t swim. It’s such a big step for his character & it’s done perfectly. Also I totally forgot all the Elvis songs & Stitch hilariously trying to be like Elvis because apparently that’s Lilo’s baseline for a model citizen 😂

* I’m not practicing any more but I was a licensed social worker for a while. I went to school for social work. One of my biggest media pet peeves is the way social workers are constantly portrayed as villains who are evilly determined to separate families out of some kind of cruel malice. I really enjoy the way Cobra Bubbles is never the villain & instead portrayed as someone who has Lilo’s best interest at heart & is doing his best to give Nani a chance.

* obviously I gotta say the relationship between the two sisters. I remembered that much but also. It really did hit me on this rewatch 😭 Nani & Lilo are just so real. The way they scream at each other& fight but also love each other. Also - “I like you better as a sister than a mom” 😭

* “this is my family. I found it myself. it’s little & it’s broken but still good.” Need I say more? 🥺

Anyway I don’t know how you can screw up a message as straightforward as “Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind” but I’m not surprised live action disney managed it. Not that I particularly wanted ugly ass cgi Stitch in my life anyway. But I just wanted to share some love for the original because it really is one of my favorites 💙

[girlsz1]

Goodbyes and Kisses

Chapter 1: Beginnings

Warning: none

Wc: 1,383 (gonna add more)

Art. Art. Art. Art. Art. You love it with a passion, but another part of you wanted to be a model. You wanted to expand your horizon. But your boyfriend would often shed on that dream. Honestly, now that he’s out of your life, you realized how delusional you were to even be his girlfriend in the first place. It makes you shiver every time you think about it.

And now that he’s out of your life, it’s like seeing the sky for the first time. A brand-new start you just couldn't wait to happen.

And so it was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, although it was annoying every time you forgot your sunglasses when you were outside. You opened your phone and started searching for inspiration. Hmm, what first? A cute little kitten or a cute little bunny? Mmm why not both?

It wasn’t rare when an artist block would hit. One of the most annoying things in the world.

Just as you were about to start sketching, your phone buzzed—a message from a number you didn’t recognize.

Hey, I know you probably don’t want to hear from me, but can we talk?

You stared at the message for a long moment before scoffing. Seriously? It wasn’t hard to figure out who it was. Your ex, trying to slither his way back into your life like the pathetic leech he was.

Without hesitation, you blocked the number. No way. You weren’t about to let him ruin the peace you were finally starting to enjoy.

With a sigh, you turned your attention back to your screen, scrolling through endless pictures of animals, searching for something that would spark creativity. But no matter how many images you saved, your fingers hesitated over the sketchbook in front of you.

Ugh, why now? You tapped your pencil against your chin, staring at the blank page in your sketchbook. No matter how many references you saved or ideas you tried to piece together, nothing seemed to flow. The inspiration just wasn’t there.

You leaned back in your chair with a sigh, running a hand down your face. Maybe you needed to step away for a bit.

A quick glance at the time told you it was still early in the afternoon—too early to call it quits. You stood up, stretching your arms above your head before grabbing your sketchbook and heading outside.

The fresh air was a welcome change from the four walls of your room. The city buzzed around you—cars honking, people chatting, the occasional bark of a dog as someone walked by. You walked aimlessly, letting the movement clear your mind, hoping something—anything—would catch your eye and spark an idea.

Eventually, you found yourself at the park. It wasn’t too crowded, just a few families with kids, a couple of joggers, and some people sitting on benches, either reading or lost in their own world.

You took a seat under a tree, flipping open your sketchbook again. This time, instead of forcing something, you just let your pencil move, sketching whatever came to mind. Shapes turned into forms, forms turned into figures, and before you knew it, you were completely absorbed in your work.

For the first time in a while, the world around you faded away.

Until a shadow loomed over your sketchbook.

“Wow, that’s really good,” a voice said, pulling you out of your focus.

Your eyes flickered up, and there he was.

Gojo Satoru.

The Gojo Satoru.

Your brain short-circuited for a second. He wasn’t just some guy—he was everywhere. A model, a businessman, practically a walking empire. His face was on billboards, magazines, and commercials. Even if you weren’t deep into the fashion or business world, it was impossible not to know who he was.

And now, here he was, standing right in front of you, peering down at your sketchbook with a curious grin. His white hair was effortlessly styled, his signature sunglasses resting on the bridge of his nose, hiding those famously striking eyes.

Your fingers curled slightly around your pencil, heart hammering in your chest. “Ah,” he tilted his head, smirking. “You recognize me, huh?”

Of course, you did. You weren’t living under a rock. But instead of answering, you just stared at him, unsure of what to say. He chuckled, slipping his hands into the pockets of his coat. “You don’t have to look so freaked out. I promise I don’t bite.”

Still, you remained quiet. It wasn’t every day that Gojo Satoru just appeared out of nowhere and started talking to you. He nodded toward your sketchbook again. “That’s really good. You an artist?”

You hesitated before giving a small nod.

His grin widened. “Professional?”

“Not yet,” you finally said, voice quiet but steady.

“Hm.” He rocked back on his heels slightly. “Well, you should be. That’s some serious talent.”

Your grip tightened on your pencil. Compliments were always nice, but coming from him? It felt surreal.

He seemed to notice your reaction and let out another soft laugh. “Not used to compliments, huh?”

You swallowed, looking down at your sketchbook. “Not really.”

“Well, get used to it,” he said easily. “Talented people deserve to hear it.”

Something about the way he said it—so casual, yet firm—made warmth creep up your neck.

You weren’t sure what was more unbelievable: the fact that Gojo Satoru had just randomly appeared in front of you, or the fact that he was actually being nice.

The atmosphere felt uncomfortable. You were almost speechless but mangaged to get a few words out. “Thank you. That means a lot.”

“Ah, it’s no problem really. I have a thing for appreciating art.” Gojo says casually.

You told your head. “You like art?”

Gojo shrugged, taking his hands out of his pockets and crossing his arms. “Well, kinda? I mean you drew that bunny and kitten pretty well. Looks super realistic.”

His voice was smooth, casual, and laced with amusement, as if he wasn’t just complimenting your art but also enjoying the fact that he caught you off guard. His striking blue eyes flickered down at your sketchbook before meeting your gaze again, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

“You must be a professional or something,” he added, tilting his head. “Or are you secretly famous, and I just don’t know it yet?”

You blinked, still processing the fact that Gojo Satoru—the Gojo Satoru, a name that practically ruled both the modeling industry and the business world—was standing in front of you, casually making conversation like this was just any other day.

“…I could say the same about you,” you finally muttered, gripping your pencil a little tighter. “You’re pretty famous yourself.”

Gojo grinned, clearly pleased by your recognition. “Ah, so you do know who I am. That makes things easier.” He pulled out the chair across from you and sat down without hesitation, leaning forward slightly. “Now I’m curious. What’s a talented artist like you doing sitting here alone, struggling with inspiration?”

You raise a brow. “How do you know I’m struggling with inspiration??”

Gojo leaned back, resting an arm over the back of the chair, his smirk growing. “Call it intuition. Or maybe I just have an eye for these things.” He tapped his temple playfully. “You were staring at your sketchbook like it personally offended you. That, or you were trying to set it on fire with your mind.”

You sighed, setting your pencil down. “Okay, maybe I was struggling, but that doesn’t mean you get to be all smug about it.”

Gojo let out a chuckle. “Hey, I’m just stating facts. Besides, everyone has off days—even geniuses like me.” He shot you a wink.

You rolled your eyes. “You’re really full of yourself, huh?”

“Only when I’m right.” He leaned in, resting his chin on his hand. “So, what’s the block this time? Can’t decide what to draw? Or is your mind too full of thoughts about yours truly?”

You scoffed, crossing your arms. “You wish.”

Gojo gasped dramatically, placing a hand over his chest. “Ouch. Right through the heart. You’re ruthless.”

You couldn’t help but shake your head, fighting back a small smile. He was annoying—really annoying—but oddly enough, his presence was making you forget about your artist’s block, if only for a moment.

[st4rryyynight]

★ — headcanons: rise!turtles with a sugar!high reader !! (requested by a user on quotev)

★ — summary: how the brothers deal with an overly energetic reader !

★ — can be seen as both platonic and romantic.

★ — warnings / tw: mentions of tranquilization (donatello's part, 6th headcanon)

★ — content warnings: energetic!reader, headcanons, friendships, relationships, canon x reader, worrying / mother-henning, mikey and leo may be occ, there isn't much on leo's part, reader may be shallow / stereotypically written, repetitive vocabulary- to the point where it's like a broken record, not proof read.

★criticism and advice are always accepted !! /gen !!★

❤️ — raphael x sugar!high reader !! 

☆ — ohhh man. when he first met you, he thought that mikey was in a human disguise, his hyperactiveness and yours match perfectly. oh wait no, your hyperactiveness is wayyy higher than mikey's, hence- raphael's mother hen levels going through the roof.

☆ — living with three, chaotic younger brothers- and with one of them being definition of a wildcart, have gotten Raph used to people that show high levels of enthusiasm - and at times, your rather active and brash personality can be quite fun for him. And since he himself can be fairly loud and brash, he feels as if he can relate to you in way. I mean- that bright grin on your face, your animated movements when you express joy, the confidence and ambition in your voice.. kinda reminds him of himself y'know ??

 ☆ — though, don't expect that you'll be in the clear to do whatever you want just because he sees your enthusiastic self like something he can reflect on, oh no no no. he still feels a fair amount of concern whenever you are bouncing off the walls and such- and will make sure that you don't hurt yourself in the process. and by that I mean that he will secure you in his strong arms when you try to run off with your excitable self, or he'll just hold you by gruff of your neck like a cat- both works, as long as you are safe.

☆ — he will put a limit on your sugar / caffeine intake- sometimes gently scold you into not indulging in too many sweets, nor caffeine. he's worried that you'll may just lose your marbles if you actually consume either of these things- and since you are already energetic as you are, he doesn't really wanna take any risks.

☆ — he'll also try to calm you down when you get a little too hyper for your own good, not because he is tired of your excitable attitude, but because he's scared that you may burn yourself out due to your constant enthusiasm.

☆ — your music taste is also quite alarming to him, as you blast songs that are loud- hyper, ones that match your energy- and while he's not bothered by the tracks you are listening to- despite finding them a little obscure, he's scared that you may damage your hearing with listening to such loud music at full volume. and with headphones on as well. or not. I dunno.

☆ — ..though, as responsible as he may feel to keep you grounded and calm at times, it is safe to say that raph enjoys your company quite a bit, and likes conversing with you. you are a fun loving, active- and overall positive person, and he finds you admirable for that, even if he just thinks that you'll have to be more careful as to not overwhelm or tire yourself out.

☆ — also, last minute headcanon for raph- but since you are physically active, dancing and running around and such- I can easily see raph suggesting that you'll start training with him !! that way, you can let out some of that energy in a productive way, and you'll get to hang out with him !

 💜 — donatello x sugar!high reader !!

☆ — well, your overly bouncy attitude can be quite.. overwhelming for him. you have so much whimsy stored in your soul that it's sometimes almost too much for him to comprehend. he has learned how to deal with mikey's and leo's chaotic shenanigans, so he figured that you wouldn't be any different, and while that is partially true- that doesn't mean that he won't get exhausted by having, now three, brash and lively people in his friendship-circle.

☆ — you two are polar opposites, with you being the party that is expressive and radiating with energy- having a positive outlook on life, while donnie is the more grounded and cool friend who is more of a realist if anything. well, that is when he has his 'emotionally unavailable bad-boy image' on and is not acting like a mad scientist, at least. you honestly remind him of april in a way, but at least april isn't running on walls all the time.. unlike you.

☆ — thoughhh- with you being energetic, meaning that you'll most likely be seeking the thrill of trying out new things, gives him the opportunity to drag you into some. some dangerous experiments, that may just give you the joy that you so desire. he'd probably ask you if you'd like to try on a jet-pack that he's been working on, one that is still in beta- and you'd agree with a big grin and an eager nod of the head.. which would give him the idea that you are naive- and would also encourage him to let you in on a little lesson or two about making impulsive decisions, despite him being the one who asked you to partake in such a dangerous activity in the first place.

☆ —  he does admire how passionate you are about facing new challenges. he also sees you participating in his experiments as a way to bond with you, but also as a chance to let his more- rebellious and 'mad' side shine.. sooo- your excitable self may not be that bad after all. 

☆ — your music taste is something that he can adapt to- he already likes tecnho, and I headcanon that bro was a nightcore kid- so I can seem him vibing to hyperpop / sped up tracks. in fact, I think that he would find himself dancing around with you to this sort of music. he'll probably make a playlist for you whenever you wanna go crazy and have fun !! I can also see him stimming along side you absentmidly, or even making you fidget toys if you need something to keep you occupied when you just can't keep still.

☆ — he also probably gave you an energy drink once in the past, just because he was curious about the extends of your hyperactivity.. and probably regretted it later on. he should have known that you'd go from a jittery mess to a human bouncy-ball in a matter of a couple of hours. but hey- at least now he knows what happens when you indulge in caffeine.

☆ — he used a tranquilizer dart on you to get you to calm down afterwards. in all honesty, he is kinda considering using it on you again should your eccentric nature gets out of control. I mean, it is a way to get you to keep your cool, plus the sleep that you'll get will be relaxing enough so that it'll keep you from experiencing a potential burnout.. no no, just hear him out, please don't come at him-

 ☆ — seeing you being so lively and maintaining such high energy is honestly both impressive and concerning. he'll never thought he would meet one as active as his younger brother- but here you are. using vivid language, with eyes brighter than the sun- looking as if you'll never get tired or drain out your energy. but he knows that's not the case- donatello knows that due to you having your own struggles with relaxing, you can easily get overwhelmed, which is something that he tries to prevent from happening by trying to find balance between you by often reminding you to- hey, you need rest dude. he'll quite literally sit you down and give you a whole, scientific lecture as to why you shouldn't overextend your energy- and the dangers of doing so- he just wants you to be aware, and be prepared if you end up getting weary. he'll probably also gift you things that would help you with calming your self down- such as making some sort of diffuser full of essential oils with relaxing scents with help of science, or giving you one of his weighted blankets.

💙 — leonardo x sugar!high reader !!

☆ — "well, aren't you one impulsive and eager individual ??" he thinks. he finds you're kinda fun to tease- he could compare you to a cheetah by how much you run around so much, all wild and lively. he also makes fun of you sometimes due to how reckless you can sometimes be.. well- ironically, leo himself gives easily into his own impulses quite easily- and he isn't exactly the most patient, or quite person. so him judging or teasing you for your hyperactive nature can come off as a bit.. hypocritical.

☆ — still, with you being so enthusiastic and energetic in general, leo will see it as the perfect opportunity to drag someone into his shenanigans without them hesitating- you two are gonna have soooo much fun causing chaos together, trust him.

☆ — ..well, you would be doing most of the 'work' and such. he that since you are a basically a human bouncy ball, always wanting to be proactive- you would have no problem taking the lead to whatever chaotic situation you put yourselves in. so he'll would just sit on his lazy bum while you create havoc for the both of to be amused by.

 ☆ — he finds your habit of using humour and bold language to engage with others similar to his way of speaking !! using quick wits and jokes to connect with those around you is his speciality !! though, unlike you, can be sly while engaging with others soo, he may get a bit competitive with you, and try to top up your motivating and enthusiastic speeches by adapting parts your vocabulary into his own.

 ☆ — matter of fact, when you are feeling down, leo will swoop in to motivate you by using your sense of humour and positive speech to motivate you- and boy does he feel prideful once he manages to do so. it's a way to show that he cares about you- and as well be show off about him using his charisma to lift others up.. but mainly because he cares about you.

☆ — he'll sometimes whine and dramatically pout about you 'stealing all the spotlight from him' when you get too radiant for your own good, though that dramatic act of his is actually him stressing over you slipping into a potential burnout. he'll also maybe throw a few warnings here and there about you overextending your energy, albeit in a comedic way- but that doesn't exclude the fact he is worried about you.

☆ — and if leo does notice that you did drain yourself out- he'll try to be smug about it. he'll may waltz in with a little 'I told you so' and try and make a couple remarks about him being right about you ending up feeling burnt out. he'll once again try and joke around to make you feel better- however, once he realises that you are actually out of it, he'll quite down. I can imagine him grabbing a pair of headphones and giving them to you, then turning on some sped up music for you to listen to so that you'll feel better, and once you do so- he'll have a little talk with you about you pushing your energy to the max. that is, if you are up to talking- I guess -

🧡 — michelangelo x sugar!high reader !!

☆ — well, would you look at that ?? it seems as if our dear box turtle met a clone of himself.. and that clone is you. your guys's vibes match perfectly, dangerously since you both are active, passionate-  eccentric !! you attract mikey like he's a piece metal and you the magnet, and vice versa. he just adores your fun-loving personality- and it's so cool that he has met someone that can he go haywire with !! sure, he already has leo and april to go wild with, but c'mon- no one enables him to do so as much as you do.

☆ — you two can cook up a recipe for havoc when you're together, you wildcarts are restless- bouncing up and down, doing activities that boost up y'all's  energy. running around like animals in the wild, baking sweets and eating all of em afterwards- and getting a sugar rush after, listening to fast, upbeat music together, stuff like that.

☆ — but okayokayokay, let'sss turn this up a notch: mikey would happily put his mad 'razz-ma-taz' skills on full display when you are around - ! there ain't anyone around to forbid him from doing so, and seeing you get so enthusiastic with his sick moves does boost his confidence.

☆ — he'll also teach you some of his moves, yea, even the dangerous ones.. okay, maybe not as much- he doesn't want his friend getting harmed, no matter how crazy they are for fun, but still, he is ecstatic that you he has someone to follow him in his chaotic antics !!

☆ — when one of you is feeling weary, the other tries their best to cheer the other up- though you guys enjoy sitting alone in silence when the both of you are feeling little too-drained out. that still doesn't stop you from being active though, as you still find creative, productive ways to spend your time, like painting whilst listening to music. I can imagine that you'd both really enjoy abstract art- vibrant colours and various shapes are what express your joyous personality.. whatever that means.

☆ — so, safe to say that you can still have fun- whether you are loosing your marbles with mikey, or just taking a moment to wind down with him.

☆ — however, if it's only you that is overwhelmed and struggling with a burnout, then mikey's positive- ecstatic attitude will do a total 180° and..well, now he is doctor feelings- here to give you a ted talk on how to manage burnouts and on how to maintain your energy at balanced level- all while you are wrapped up in a blanket and hugging one of the many plushies that had attended his presentation. 

☆ — don't get him wrong, he loves, loves LOVES your bright and sparkly attitude- but he can't just not be worried if you end up draining out your energy- though that is a bit hypocritical on his part, since he- himself, has difficulty with being calm and collected, and yet here he is, giving you advice on how to relax every once in a while.

★ — notes:  ..werhhh, this website is cool for understanding different personality traits- though I still think that the way that I interpreted the reader may be stereotypical. also I apologise if leo is occ on his part, it was just the last part that I was writing for this request, and I guess I kinda rushed to finish this (—‹  —;) ...

[cloud-acee]

[ breakfast bunch ]

office crush to lovers. wotakoi inspired. wc: 2757

the city was bustling with busy as per a usual weekday. heels clacked and leather shoes hurried on the sidewalks, navigating their way to work. that wasn’t the case for you. today was a day off work because of some event in another department that did not concern yours and sunwoo’s, allowing a day of rest.

it was past 9 am and you have just woken up feeling quite a bit mislaid, not knowing what to do. usually around this time you’d be in front of your computer, typing away your work reports while taking bites out of the breakfast sandwich sunwoo always got you.

not having the energy to figure out what to spend today for, you mindlessly scrolled through tiktok curled up in your bed until a message dinged your phone.

nunu: morning

nunu: u up?

two messages sent after the other popped into your screen and you immediately clicked on it, not quite eager, but excited to know whatever sunwoo has planned for the day just so you could join in. hence, you responded and exchanged messages after so.

y/n: yea why

nunu: bfast?

y/n: let usssss

y/n: but where?

nunu: hb that sandwich place where i buy our usual?

y/n: oooh bet i’ve always wanted to try dining there

nunu: aightt, you know my place just message me when ure near so i can wait by the bus stop

y/n: got it 🤝

y/n: i’ll get ready now bye bye

nunu: you be careful, see u !!

acknowledging his last message with a heart reaction, you locked and threw your phone to the bed as you stood up to get ready, your face planted with an unconscious smile. you didn’t really know if you were happy with the idea that you won’t be couch potatoing for the day, or because you get to see sunwoo.

he’s part of your everyday now, not only on work days but even on weekends where you usually meet out to eat and hang, having been alone in each of your apartments. the friendly company of each other brought you both comfort. at work you got to play adults, but outside work you both get to act like teenagers with your endless playful bickering, midnight ice cream runs, and tv marathons whether it's an anime or movies or series. you loved being with sunwoo.

not further delaying your movements, you hopped into the shower preparing for whatever is to come today.

sunwoo, on the other hand, was all dressed already. he opted to message you after he's ready to go out just to avoid the possibility of you arriving in the meeting place earlier than him, not that it was a chance at all, but he wanted to make sure anyway just so he knows you wouldn't be waiting all alone. he meant to ask you to breakfast last night but argued within himself, not wanting to appear too clingy. sunwoo has always been careful about how you might see him. he wanted to be around you, but not always, not too pushy to scare you away. he didn't want to be too obvious, especially not when he's had some feelings he himself is yet to confront.

he saw you as a colleague at first, he respected you as a workmate. sunwoo saw your brilliance and wit, and he found you admirable. he didn't even notice when he started to feel.. things, he thought for sometime he just saw the good things in you, not realizing it's past mere compliments about you that he kept himself. the man was falling, oh he fell quicker than he could keep track of his feelings.

but he would never admit them. not even to himself, perhaps to sunwoo, acknowleding the heart is followed by rejection. and he enjoyed being with you too much to waste the bond, so he settles with your friendship. not that he was complaining, if anything, he was grateful to even be close to you, and much happier that you two were the closest among your workmates. sunwoo was contented but he'd be lying if he says he wouldn't want anything more.

the walk down the bus stop didn't take long enough for the thoughts that preoccupied his head. anyway, sunwoo already got to the meeting place just before you messaged to tell him you were around 5 minutes away.

basking in the morning air, sunwoo was glad the traffic had died down, allowing him to enjoy watching the vehicles that drove by. each one of them dropping and picking up new passengers, until it was you coming out of the bus.

sunwoo stood up with a small smile as soon as he saw you and you shoot him a smile back as you observed his clothing, he was dressed in a hoodie and jeans, just as you expected.

"do you even wash that hoodie? didn't you wear that last week?" you asked teasingly as soon as you were in front of him. the small smile on his face that welcomed you fell into a playful annoyed face, “at least i wash my hair everyday.”

he likes teasing like this, “hey, you’re not supposed to wash your hair everyday because it’s going to keep the natural oil and stuff,” you huffed as you followed him walking. “so you’re supposed to stink?” he joked even more.

“no i do not stink!” you said loudly laughing in between. “you have got to stop believing everything you see on tiktok,” sunwoo exclaimed laughing along with you.

the teasing and the tiktok banter kept going until you were a crossroad away from the small sandwich shop marked with a logo familiar to you.

as soon as you entered the sandwich shop, you heard the old lady stood behind the counter chirp a greeting to the man who held the door before you, “oh sunwoo, good morning!”

sunwoo kept his hand on the door as you took your steps but his eyes immediately went to the old lady, greeting back to her with another “good morning” paired with a gentle smile.

she had went back to cutting the ingredients as you walked towards the counter with sunwoo, checking on the menu. you observed the store and it felt like a subway but homey, maybe because of the seats and tables that are not too fancy but neat and pretty in color. seeing the freshly cut vegetables reminded you of your hunger and the smell of the sizzling meat didn’t help either. you continued scanning the menu when a conversation between the two started.

“are you getting your usual?” asked the lady as she looked at sunwoo. “yes but i’ll be dining here this time, you don’t need to rush preparing it,” sunwoo answered in a chuckle. apparently, sunwoo’s habit was no different to yours, always rushing in the morning.

the lady took note of sunwoo’s additional coffee order before turning her head towards you, “how about your order, dear?” she was sweet. you felt no pressure choosing a sandwich for breakfast but you didn’t feel adventurous today so you went with the order sunwoo always brought you.

“i’ll just have the regular sandwich with mayo, onions, and cheese, but without the pickles and tomato please,” you answered politely as you pulled your wallet out of your bag to prepare payment. just before you looked back up at the lady, you added, “i’ll also have the same coffee sunwoo’s having.”

this time you looked at her and she had this quizzed look on her face, as if solving a math equation stamped on your face. you only looked at her with both your eyebrows raised, mirroring the same look of confusion as you wait for a response.

“oh it’s her!” she exclaimed with her face lit up. you couldn’t understand what she meant but sunwoo seemed to get it when his eyes squinted then grew bigger as soon as the thought registered. “you’re sunwoo’s girlfriend aren’t you!? the one he always buys this breakfast sandwich for!” the lady said excitedly, wrinkling the corners of her eyes.

sunwoo looked as speechless as you did, perhaps you were as red as each other too.

the lady smiled so big you didn’t have it in you to burst her bubble, so you just pulled your lips in a warm smile as you bobbed your head slightly. “he always did get me my breakfast sandwich,” you responded as an agreement to the sandwich part, glossing over the girlfriend bit.

“what a sweetheart you have here, kindness in love goes a long way!” she said with the same level of excitement as she turned to sunwoo and talking once more, “and you have got a girl so pretty! how did a clumsy sunwoo score such a lady!?”

sunwoo only laughed in embarrassment as he scratched the back of his head. the mood was lighter and you laughed with him too. he didn’t look at you but he played along ignoring the statement that made him blush, instead clearing his throat before speaking to you, “you can take a sit now i’ll take care of it.”

not wanting to protest, you only nodded your head and smiled once more at the lady before pulling yourself out of the counter. you chose a table just next to the window and settled your bag on it, with sunwoo following not so long after.

he slipped into the chair opposite to yours quietly but spoke eventually, “i’m sorry about that,” he chuckled awkwardly. “i knew her since i moved here for work and she suspected the extra sandwich i was buying with my usual order was for a girl,” sunwoo laughed at the memory.

rushing through the streets, sunwoo held his leather bag in his left hand before he got to the front of the sandwich shop near the corner of his apartment, pushing the door with his right hand. the old lady recognized him, he’s been a regular since around three months ago— right when he moved to the area.

just as sunwoo approached the counter, the lady beat her to it and asked, “your usual in 5 minutes?”

he laughed lightly answering, “yes, please. but with the regular sandwich too minus the pickles and tomato.” he says as he pulls some cash out of his wallet. this was when the lady noticed it, of the three months sunwoo’s been a regular, the last three weeks of his order included an extra sandwich on some days.

she couldn’t stop her tongue when she asked, “so your girlfriend doesn’t like pickles and tomatoes?” sunwoo was quite shocked, but he liked what he heard.

you were both new to the company but you came a bit later, resulting in the two of you working on some stuff together and sticking together during lunch breaks, having not much friends from the older employees. sunwoo found you so easy to be with. and quite frankly, you could say the same. you talked about a lot of things, especially anime. but besides your similar interests, sunwoo also learned about the absence of breakfast in your daily routine having such a shit sleep schedule that you wake up late and miss the time to prepare or buy anything to eat most days, if not every single day.

so one morning when he was getting his sandwich, he decides to buy two to give you the other one. he ‘accidentally’ ordered two so you got to eat it now because one was enough for him and it would’ve gotten stale if he keeps it for lunch. you do anyway, but you fish out the pickles and tomatoes before doing so. sunwoo mentally took note of the abandoned bits of vegetables and ordered one without them the following day.

you didn’t really think much of it then, just glad sunwoo was generous enough to share his food with you. sunwoo, on the other hand, was relieved. he wouldn’t really know how to explain if you ask him why he gets you breakfast.

claiming the paperbag containing the sandwiches, sunwoo thanked the old lady for always getting them done in 5 minutes. “oh don’t worry there’s not much customers anyway. you go now, you lovebirds have a nice day,” she grinned warmly.

it has become his routine since then, the lady’s too, that he had completely forgotten about the assumption she made months ago.

you intently watched sunwoo as he spoke of the memory so fondly. “i would’ve warned you about it but it slipped my mind, i didn’t really explain anything to her and just let her think of it like that, i’m so sorry,” he finished.

“no, no problem at all, it’s fine!” you answered wavering your hand in quite a panic, not wanting to make sunwoo feel bad.

you really didn’t want to sadden that lady with the information that you two, in fact, were not dating. but admittedly, being called that made your heart flutter. oh, who were you kidding? anything sunwoo did— anything related to sunwoo, made your heart flutter.

the lady was right, he was such a sweetheart. always so mindful when he was teaching you about the work stuff he learned about some months earlier than you, accompanying you to non-work events (who knew sunwoo would join you to a sticker convention), sending you tiktok edits of your favorite movies, looking after sickly you in your apartment, making sure he's got an extra hair tie in case you lose yours— the list could go on but it’s that sandwich that you look forward to most days.

upon having this surge of realization, you felt your cheeks heat up as you spoke shyly, “i mean, it wouldn’t be so bad, would it?”

sunwoo only looked at you surprisingly with his eyes looking even bigger than they already do, but he also looked confused as his brows raised and furrowed quickly as if he was figuring a puzzle out. his head jumbled with words to form whatever question was meant to be asked in a situation as such, which he had never been in. did you mean what you said? did it mean you felt the same way he did?

his brain was racked with so much thoughts that before he got to ask what you meant, the old lady had already dinged the bell, calling for sunwoo’s name instead of his order number. blinking away the moment, "hold on," sunwoo said as he quickly stood from his seat quite wobbly before approaching the counter.

you would’ve laughed at his clumsiness but you had to mentally scold yourself first, what did you just say? were you even ready for this? well, you’ll never be ready to face something this big anyway, not something as big as your feelings that caught you in those moments with sunwoo you wished would last a bit— a lot, longer. they crept up the very first time sunwoo bursted out laughing at a joke you made, it was this warmth that spread across your chest that made you realize that besides seeing him happy, you also liked making him happy.

oh this isn’t good. what a waste of friendship would it be if sunwoo found your feelings ridiculous, you would much rather choke to death instead of being rejected and having your friendship ruined.

maybe you’re over reacting, but what’s a girl got to do when she accidentally confesses?

you were so into your own thoughts that you didn’t realize sunwoo was slowing his walking still trying to absrob what you said. did you mean, it wouldn’t be.. so bad.. being his? sunwoo has always been gentle with you when talking about things in a serious light, but he didn’t find this time a good time to be slow, maybe he should just go for it?

you felt like you held your breathe until sunwoo came back, carefully placing your coffee and sandwich in front of you and his meal on his side. sunwoo's sat in front of you again wiping the pair of fork and bread knife with a napkin before handing them to you. you only quietly said "thank you," as you reached for them when he spoke.

"so you liked that, huh?"

looking up with your mouth agape, you were horrified. sunwoo had a smirk and his eyes twinkled with something that tells you this day was going to be about more than a friendly breakfast date, this one was a hole you both have been digging.

[ryuichirou]

I love your yandere anyone/Idia headcanons! I know Rook isn’t officially in the normal lineup for Idia but could you do some if he were a yandere for gloomy boy?

Thank you, Anon!

We don’t post Rook/Idia all that much, and don’t dive into it very often, but they’re actually a very delightful ship. So many of Rook’s qualities would work nicely with Idia; the more I think about it, the more intense I feels… Let’s not forget that this man literally knocked on the doors of Idia’s facility hidden from all the maps. Freaky behavior. So yes, they deserve some yandere hcs, I came up with some!

As always, sorry for the wait, and I hope it was worth it. Let’s begin…

Rook will definitely get obsessed with Idia before getting closer to him personally, and because of all the time he spent just watching him. And then he will try to get closer to him, and miraculously, he will manage to do so. He is very good at taming skittish animals , I mean, getting closer to those who seem to have their walls up. Idia himself will be SHOCKED by how okay he is with talking with Rook more or less regularly. Is it because both of them are an otaku in a way? In any case, Idia will slowly begin to trust Rook more; but the closer Rook would get to him, the more screwed up his obsessed head would become.

He would also create a bunch of accounts to message Idia as if he is some other person. The first account got found out pretty easily – Idia is too smart not to figure out Rook’s manner of speech. So after that point he had to become more creative with the way he types. He would have at least 3 accounts with completely different typing style, timezone and interests, just to see if he could force Idia to talk to him more. He’ll try his best not to provoke Idia into checking IPs and stuff.

Rook will start documenting everything about Idia. He would have logs when he would note that Idia went out of his room at 10:34 AM, went back at 11:30 AM, so and so. He would write about all of his interactions, maybe some dialogues – those are pretty rare, so it’s not like it’s a lot of work. After just a couple of weeks of monitoring Idia he would have a bunch of notebooks just for monitoring different stuff about him. So while Idia feels like he had a pretty normal week + a short chat with Rook one day, Rook has been thinking about Idia for every single minute of the week. He also has all of their dialogues written down, with notes about how much Idia smiled or chuckled or looked like he was enjoying Rook’s company.

At some point just sitting in a tree and writing down what Idia is doing wouldn’t be enough, and Rook will start getting closer. He’ll start hiding in Ignihyde and spending nights there because the majority of Idia’s movements happen there during night hours: he goes to buy snacks and come back at least two times per night… and then even this won’t be enough for Rook, and he will start stalking Idia in his room. He wanted to wait until Idia invites him in his room himself, to make this moment very meaningful and special between them, but he just couldn’t wait anymore. Yes, Rook is literally in Idia’s walls. And in his vents sometimes. He switches it around.

It’s very unusual for Rook to spend so much time inside, but he would sit for hours in Idia’s vent and just watch him play games, stretch, nap, sing idol songs and such. And with every passing moment, he would fall in love with him deeper and deeper – everything about Idia feels special and unique, and seeing him being himself in his little cave is such an endearing experience… endearing, yet weirdly arousing. Rook would be torn between the desire to watch him uninterrupted and to break into Idia’s little world and indulge in the sweet honey of his solitude or something like that.

Translating from Rook’s language, it means that his desire to fuck Idia would get too strong for him to just watch. Which means, he would start to actually get out of the vent when Idia and Ortho are asleep. At first he would just walk around the room, sit by Idia’s bed, watch him sleep and maybe play with his hair… but the he would start touching him, caressing him, petting him and masturbating while smelling his hair and his neck. Sometimes he would steal some of his clothes before leaving.

And then he would start actually fucking Idia while he is asleep. Another thing that Rook really wanted to share with Idia, but was forced to by his own feelings to do without Idia’s knowledge! What a pity, but Rook really couldn’t help it anymore. Sometimes he would rub his dick on Idia’s pretty lips, sometimes he would put it in his mouth and rub it against his tongue very carefully. And sometimes he would just straight-up put his dick in Idia’s butt and shower him with kisses and love confessions. He would make such a mess that he would need extra 40 minutes just to clean up after himself and make sure that Idia doesn’t notice anything… as if he wouldn’t notice that, come on.

Let’s also state the obvious: yes, Rook is going to collect all the stuff he stole from Idia’s room. His dirty clothes, his empty cans of soda, anything else that these lips touched, napkins – he would have such a huge altar dedicated to Idia’s junk as if he’s trying to clone him with his DNA material.

If Idia finds out that Rook is doing all of this, and their little friendship completely breaks, Rook will leave him alone… seemingly. He knows that he should be careful because Ortho is ready to murder him (he would have if Idia didn’t stop him), and S.T.Y.X. isn’t someone you want to piss off. And Idia would genuinely believe that Rook just left his life completely, but… he would still constantly feel his presence. Is this trauma or paranoia? Or is Rook still somewhere in his walls, even in S.T.Y.X.? You know the answer.

Rook is absolutely capable of killing someone for Idia’s sake or out of jealousy. In fact, I think he is even capable of killing Idia, but for that to happen he would have to feel like there is absolutely no other option for him left, and that Idia could only be a part of his life if he is a taxidermy animal in his bedroom, or a cadaver swimming in a tube filled with formalin. This is probably the darkest possible ending, but don’t worry; even if Idia dies, Rook’s love for him won’t <3

[sweet-3-whispers]

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Word Count: abt 800 or so

Pairing: Miles Morales x Reader

Reader: GN Reader

Genre: fluff, established friendship(relationship??)

Warnings: None

Late nights are something you always enjoyed. The feeling of the cold air coming from the air vent, the sound of Brooklyn late at night, all so peaceful… sorta.

Some nights you would be on your phone, scrolling through social media, on others you would do skincare or working on missing work cuz why not. However, tonight was going to be a little different.

BZZZ

You felt a buzzing sound come from your phone, assuming it was just a notification from a social media app, you left it untouched.

BZZZZ

Another buzzing sound came from your phone only a few seconds after the first. Now thinking someone might be texting you, you grabbed your phone and unlocked it, checking who it is.

𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠♡ sent a message

‘This late at night?’

It was kinda strange to see a message from him, especially this late at night but considering he was Spider-Man, he does have some nights where hewould stay up late.

You opened the message, your eyes slightly squinting from the bright light of your phone.

𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠♡: do u think i can come over

You: this late??? Hell nah my parents would kill me if they see u

𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠♡: i promise i'll be quite

You: nah man no can do

𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠♡: well wtv im omw anyways

You: BRUH WAT WAS THE POINT ON ASKING ME THEN??

𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠♡: just to worn you so u dont scream like last time😋

You: 😒

seen

‘The nerve of this boy’

You laughed a little remembering the last time Miles came over, almost scaring you to death causing you to scream and wake up your parents, thankfully you covered it up by saying it was nothing and only a nightmare.

You heard a thud at the balcony of your window, removing yourself from you thoughts and walking towards to window when you saw the loveable boy who texted you not to long ago

Opening the window to get a clear view of the boy, you saw him panting slightly, guess swinging around Brooklyn still tires him at times.

“H-hi” he turned around to face you, a cheeky smile forming on his face showing off his dimples and his freckles from the city lights.

“Hey, come on, you'll get cold” You softly tug on his jacket so he’ll get inside.

Taking off his shoes and removing his jacket, he moved to your bed and face planted on it as he wrapped himself in your blankets.

You laughed a little at his actions and moved towards your desk after closing the window. While you finish working on what you were doing, Miles was looking around your room trying to find something entertaining to do while he was here.

No matter how many times he’s been at your apartment or your room, he always stares in wonder, always seeing something new every time. Whether it be a new poster, lego set, a figure from your favourite show/anime, he always finds something to entertain himself with.

He turns to look at you… the light from your lamp makes your skin glow, showing every detail on your face to him. He couldn't help it, I mean how could he? His best friend(other than Ganke) right in front of him looking like an absolute goddess to him is breathtaking. He felt his face getting hot and his heartbeat quickening.

You turn around on your chair facing him once you felt the awkard tension, and instantly you notice him getting flustered, cheeks and ears slights red. He was caught off guard and quickly straightened his posture.

It was like the both of you were having a staring contest…

“So”

“So..?”

Miles tilted his head to the side with slight confusion, making an adorable face you couldn't resist, puppy eyes were your weakness and the fact that he is still yet to figure this out makes it even worse.

“Why’d you come over so late?” You crossed your arms and coped the same head movement Miles did, looking him in the eyes, continuing the staring ‘contest’.

“I guess I just missed you… I haven't seen you in awhile because of school and stuff. Aanndddd I missed when we used to hang out ‘n stuff yk?” He looked down towards his lap and started to play with his fingers nervously, unable to make eye contact with you, too embarrassed with what he just said and for your reaction.

You frowned your eyebrows a bit, replaying his words in your head.

Getting up from your seat, you walked towards Miles, sitting down next to him and gently putting your hand on top of his.

“To be honest, I missed you too. I guess being Spider-Man can really fill up those spaces in your schedule huh?”

Miles looked back at you with a small smile forming on his face. He wraps his hand around yours, joining your hands together.

“Yeah it sure does, but i'm here now”

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OMGGGGG my fist posttttttt

i hope yall enjoyedddd and if you would like to see more similar to this, plz give me some recommendations for future pieces

hope you have a goodnight/morning/evening!

BYEEEE

　　　

[aannonn]

Going through some things right now,

but seeing and making ColorGang content makes me happy so

I got more headcanons! xd So- like- A part 2 of this post? Probably lol

I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed sharing it! <3

╰┈➤ Whenever one of them is sad, they will immediately pull each other into a big group hug. Saying comforting words to the other. Watching some movies. Drawing and/or animating together, and etc. Just doing everything they know it makes the other happy!

﹌﹌﹌ They also won't pressure the other to tell them why they are sad. They just want to be there for each other in their darkest nights. ❤

﹌﹌﹌ They will hear each other out, and will do their best to be there, not only for the one who is sad, but also for each other.

╰┈➤ They are all really dramatic. Not in a bad way, but like- They can speak, but at the same time they are speaking they are also doing many movements and motions as they speak because they are dramatic like that lol

﹌﹌﹌ Alan can't hear them outside the computer, and since Orange is the only one who knows how to talk to Alan, the rest of the group just does many moviments and motions so Alan could understand what they are saying.

﹌﹌﹌ Alan doesn't understand a thing, so Orange often speaks for them, but at the same time Alan doesn't really mind and, instead, finds it adorable xd

╰┈➤ Green didn't taught only Orange how to sing - even though it didn't really work well xD - He taught the others how to sing, too!

﹌﹌﹌ Red is a quick learner, so it wasn't too difficult to teach him how to sing.

﹌﹌﹌ Blue was a lil' more difficult, but it wasn't that hard, either. - Green suspects Blue used potions to learn how to sing, though...

﹌﹌﹌ While with Yellow, surprisingly it was harder to teach him, but he got the hang of it eventually.

﹌﹌﹌ So- Basically; Orange is the only one who can't sing;')

╰┈➤ Yellow is the most intelligent of the five(5), but he also often uses only one(1) braincell when doing shenanigans with his friends...

﹌﹌﹌ He's such a genius when it comes to technology and redstone engineering, but when doing shenanigans with his friends... Oh boy.

╰┈➤ Blue and Yellow are the epítome of; Work Smarter, Not Harder.

﹌﹌﹌ In summary; They are all pretty smart, but they'll often lose braincells whenever doing shenanigans with each other. But can you really blame them? They are kids, after all. They just wanna have fun and fight and just be silly

╰┈➤ The group can often pays a lil' visit to Orange and Alan when they are animating. Either to just watch their father figure and best friend-sibling doing work, or to try to help them with their work.

﹌﹌﹌ They are like lil' kids watching their parents work lol (I do not mean this in a Alan x TSC way...... Plz don't take this the wrong way-)

╰┈➤ It might be a canon thing, or maybe not, but Green loves attention. Any kind of attention is good for him.

﹌﹌﹌ Talking good about him? Awesome! Talking bad about him? Awwn shucks, but cool. Just mentions him in only one single part of the conversation? He's instantly the happiest stick in the world.

﹌﹌﹌ For Green, just talking about him just proves how cool he is. Cool enough for people to even bother talking about him. (and he's so right omg i love him sm)

╰┈➤ Since it wasn't confirmed how tall they actually are, then for me; From Tallest to Shortest; Yellow, Blue, Green, Red & The Second Coming!

﹌﹌﹌ It's not that much of a difference, though. Like- Only a few inches of height difference.

﹌﹌﹌ They will playfully tease each other for their heights though. ;)

╰┈➤ Probably a canon thing, but; They can sometimes get carried away and ends up hurting each other, but they will always make up in the end.

╰┈➤ They have some trauma, not only from The Dark Lord fight, but also from when they fought King Orange and when they got betrayed twice by Purple. They can get a lil' paranoid about it sometimes.

╰┈➤ RYGB are all very forgiving, not just because they are kids and kids usually forgive pretty fast, but because they were unwillingly taught to forgive.

﹌﹌﹌ The StickMans were created to fight, and while it can hurt sometimes, especially when a player gets too carried away, they will always forgive and forget, because they did not have any other choice but to keep fighting.

﹌﹌﹌ If they know they were created to fight, and will keep fighting for the rest of their technology lifes, then what's the point of holding grudges because a Stick got too carried away?

﹌﹌﹌ Most of the time it wasn't even their fault, but the player's.

╰┈➤ Even after RYGB met TSC and finally got freedom from their site, they still can't help but to keep going doing what they were created to do. Old habits die hard, after all.

﹌﹌﹌ They do not dislike fighting, though. They still love having battles with each other, be competitive, and etc. It's kinda like a comforting nostalgic thing for them, to keep doing what they were initially created to do.

﹌﹌﹌ And because being competitive it's fun.

╰┈➤ For me, pronouns do not define gender. So like- I like to think that the ColorGang are all genderless, or atleast they identify as genderless, but they feel more comfortable with he/him/his and they/them pronouns? Gender is something really unimportant to them. xD

﹌﹌﹌ It wasn't important before, and It won't be important now.

﹌﹌﹌ They are, overall, neutral about She/Her pronouns, though. They don't mind it, but not really their preference.

Weell- I think that's all the headcanons that I have about them so far. There will probably be more, though. But, for now, that's all! &lt;3

Now.. I'll probably share my headcanons that I have so far about the RainbowGang(ColorGang + Purple) and HollowHead Bros someday! But, for now, that's it.

It's already 1 am from where I am now so- XD

Welp! I think that's it..? I might do a part 3, since my imagination is endless and I would love to do as many ColorGang content as possible, but, for now, that's it!

Cya u all in my next post! Goodbye ~ !

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||An Officer's Corruption part forty two||

Hello. I know it's been too long since I wrote another one but...it might help with the distracting. So, I guess I can try writing another chapter. Reminder: This book or season one will end on part fifty. When it does, the second book will focus more on Ink and the six claws but I don't want to spoil anything. The others like in this one will still be seen or heard of here.

Now, If you wish to see how or where everything is going, you can follow up on the chapters down below.

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Part Forty one

((Your reading part Forty two now))

||Drabble Summary||

It seems Oblivion has found the ones that caused this whole thing with Yuuka. However, while she was calling for back up or was going to, Sai calls to warn her about what is going on. Meanwhile, the healers were able to work on some cure to help Yuu but Dr. Narashi Lee was going to announce that she was alright to get her to his boss/client. Will the others stop him in time? What will happen now?? Want to know what? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~drug use is spoken of in this

~Dark theme is present in this part

~Blood is present in this chapter

||Guests in Drabble||

Rave"Oblivion" Daitengu, and anyone else mention belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths while Cobin a.k.a the horror of the machines belong to and is from @lovelyxhorrors

Swan Halls, and others mentioned are my OC's and others from the ADA spoken of comes from the anime BSD but also me due to rping as them.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. I hope you Enjoy.))

~~~~~With Oblivion~~~~~~

She was looking around trying to figure out what to do next. Given the location was found, she can call for back up in order to get some help with finding this location and bring these assholes to justice.

However, her main goal was to stop them and get back to Yuuka to see how she was doing. Even if Oblivion had no idea how bad she was right now.

'Their should be a way inside. I need to wait and hold off till the other officers get here to bust them. But I have to be sure they don't escape.' she was thinking about this right now seeing inside from a window. She can see the many different bottles, tubes, etc. on the table seeing some liquids and things inside.

Pills were on a table along with some powder that must be the mixing agent. Is that what they were using during this time? Even so, that was another thing to think about. For now, it seems they were indeed busy during this. She noticed some movement and three people inside. One female and two males.

'Are those the ones? Just like uncle Dazai said...' she glares seeing them even the main one that was looking at his phone seeing some sort of app. Money app maybe? As Oblivion keeps watching she sees the second male moving some boxes that showed some things inside.

"Are you sure that damn doctor will have her ready to be transferred over to us? We need to keep moving before those cops find us." The woman sounded annoyed even if she was looking ahead. But, she didn't say too much given the situation.

"Listen, I already told him he needs to be sure he is ready because we are on a tight schedule and we got more clients waiting for their drugs." The leader said but looks to his phone.

"I figure he had enough of the drugs to make this work but right now.....we are unsure at this point." he said.

"Again, we have to wait and see you idiot. Right now, we can't do anything nor move till that doctor brings her back to us. When she does, we can move on with what we need to do.

"We know but right now, we have to wait and see what he will do. I told him he has a few hours to do this or we will have to work on something. For now, this won't be long. The people have to wait to believe she was 'healed' when that goes on, he will bring her to us and we can leave after." he said to the two but Oblivion was worried.

'Wait...doctor? Lie? Wasn't he the one that The Hero Public Safety Commission sent? What the fuck?' she hissed angry in her thoughts but that's when she felt her phone buzzing. "????" She takes it out to see it was from Sai.

"Hello?"

'Oblivion, where are you?'

"I'm somewhere down town I found the ones that caused all this. The same ones that hurt Yuuka....." she said but it was to be sure she wasn't heard.

'Oblivion, listen to me. I think we might have some information on this doctor that was assigned to Yuuka. You need to contact the other police officers and have them get to your location right now.'

"I already did that but what is going on? Did you find something else out? Is Yuu okay?" she asked but Sai didn't say anything but sighed.

"Sai?"

'...Lets just say it won't make you happy..' he said before explaining everything to her.

~~~~~~Meanwhile with Dr. Swan~~~~~~

"Okay, it seems we got something right now. We just need to make this antidote and help heal Yuuka." she looks to the shot that was made. It didn't seem like the other one and it was made using what info Dr. Razor and Dr. Yosano. With this, we can help you Yuuka." she was sighing checking the documents once more but when she was getting ready to head out, she heard someone come in and quickly close the door.

"Huh?" she turns to see Officer Ming Nakaya but she was looking worried. "Ming? What's the matter? Is something wrong?"

"Swan, we...that doctor......Dr. Narashi Lee he is doing something terrible to Yuuka!" she said but Swan goes to try calming her down worried.

"What is he doing? What did you see?" she asked.

"I saw him in the room but he said something of giving a stronger intake of that medicine he's allowed to give her. But she..she didn't look right. She looked very ill and she seems to be knocked out." Ming was worried but looks down. "I also heard that doctor talking to someone that seem to be knowing about this and that guy is planning on giving her to someone!"

Swan's eyes widen hearing this but looks worried. Could it be the same ones that got her like this? This was bad. Seriously bad. "Where is Dr. Lee?" Swan said quickly now moving to get up and find Luna to warn her.

"He's still in the room with Yuuka but I was going to find you or Luna to tell you about this!" she said following her.

"And I'm glad you did. This is not going to be good. We must find warden Luna."

With that, both women goes to do just that while Lee was still with Yuu as he was already giving a heads up to Mr. Yokumiru Mera saying she was fine and he would do a live feed of this when showing the world this. Then it would be time to take Yuuka to the right ones that own her.

~~~~~~~~Back with Oblivion~~~~~~~~

After Sai explains everything, Oblivion's eyes were wide in horror and anger. She finally knows what is going on and given the information Sai told her, it must be true.

"......She..........Yuuka is.."

'She's not dead, Oblivion just very weak and her quirk is almost gone. We already have a plan in order to stop this or stop them. But we have to bust those three that started this first.' Sai said worried but he knew Oblivion was angry at them. How dare they do this to her! Gripping the phone, she grits her teeth wanting to kill them for this.

'Oblivion?'

"....I already sent a warning to the officers and my uncle, their should be back up on the way but....I'll keep them here till that happens." she said.

'Alright......We'll keep you up to date.' Sai said before he hangs up. Oblivion lowers her phone but putting it away, she was angry right now. She goes to find a way inside but knew theirs a door. As the ones inside was busy working on getting their drugs out and ready to move, they didn't know Oblivion was around.

"Alright, we got word he's going to announce everything soon. When he does, we will get our piggy back. I think this will work out nicely." the leader named Derick said seeing the other male and female being quiet.

"Lets just hope your ideal plan does work. I'm already bored of moving around all the time. You did say we would get paid even so." The woman named Saria said with Denver said.

"Oh stop complaining. When we get the green and he brings her here, we will move on. We just need to wait first.....so stop complaining. We got to wait! Just need to-"

"Need to what?" A angry voice was heard along with a click. Derick tense not moving but knew someone was behind him. The other two saw it was indeed a woman but she had a gun at his head showing it's Oblivion.

"What the fuck?! Who are you!?" Saria demands but she sees Oblivion glare at her to shut up.

"None of your business.....you three are under arrest." she hissed and yet the other two tried to take their guns out to quickly try shooting at Oblivion. She ducks to move out the way hearing Derick shout,

"Hey, watch where your shooting you two idiots!" he hissed feeling a bullet hit his arm. Blood seen running from the bullet wound. The other two held their guns up but looks seeing Oblivion taking cover but she could get close to shock them both and knock them out.

"How the fuck did the officer find us!? You said this was a unknown location!" Derick heard Denver shout annoyed.

"Oh get off my ass, I don't know how she found us! This location isn't well known to others....but she's a cop someone must have helped her!" he said but Saria kept shooting hitting some things with Oblivion moving still taking cover behind a box.

"Stop you two! You might end up hitting the stock we have!" He sees the two stop shooting but held their guns with Oblivion doing the same. She was seeing the smoke from the hits the box took but she kept hold of her own.

"Look little missy, why don't you come out and give up? It's three against one. I don't know how you even got here in the first place anyway.." he said and yet, he looks seeing him just doing his own thing. However, that leaves the other two aiming again to wonder if she'll come out.

"That's none of your business! I know it was you three that caused this thing to happen to my inmate!" she knew the other three said nothing but Derick was confused.

"Wait, inmate? What the hell are you talking about?"

"Nakano Yuuka! You know who I'm talking about don't you!?" she said.

".....Ohhhhh her. The piggy right? Now why would an officer care about that little piggy? Do you have some grudge against her too?" He looks at the box where Oblivion was hiding but she keeps behind the box not moving too much.

"I guess she is talking about her. But why would she even be out here?" Denver grumbles but Saria sighed looking annoyed.

"Maybe we struck a nerve or something? That's normal to feel something like that wouldn't it? Even figuring out what would happen after...I guess she is a bit angry due to us drugging her like that....is that why your here?" she waited for Oblivion to speak but no words were heard. She was gripping her gun in anger but tries calming down.

"It seems like it is. We are sooooo sorry for messing her up. I didn't expect her or someone to even care about that dirty pig. If your that upset, we could just let you in on a little secret...but it wouldn't matter. After all, she does belong to us now. We just misplaced her." He chuckled.

"What the fuck?! She's not a thing for you assholes to use you know! I know you guys have that stupid mixing drug that was used on her! I also know your the reason she's....she went through all that."

"Well, how else were we gonna have her behave herself? If we didn't break her, then she would have been too broken for us. Besides, we didn't do too much to her...that was someone we hired to do that for us." Derick said but the other two smirked.

"Wait..hired help?"

"Yeah.....you don't know? We had a hidden help in the Eclipse Prison with warden Luna. Well, he should be already ready to bring her to us after giving the announcement." he said.

"....The hell?"

"Maybe a Dr. Lee will ring any bells for you sweetheart. I'm sure you heard and seen him haven't you?" he smirked and yet, Oblivion said nothing till her eyes widen. Wait. That's the doctor helping Yuuka right?!

"Dr. Narashi Lee....you mean he's working for you three assholes?" she asked now more angry.

"Hmmm, you could say that. Given we can give some well pay for anyone that does it. However, it's not too bad isn't it? But it's nothing too bad, at least he's good at his job. Even when he brings her back to us...we'll be sure she won't ever escape again. She'll lose her walking privileges and become the dirty pig she was meant to be. Given when we break her over and over again...we'll be sure her life is a living nightmare...." he chuckled and yet they had no idea Warden Dazai had some officers heading there to stop them but Oblivion was distracting them.

However, hearing what these guys did only upsets her more. She wanted to smash their brains out for hurting Yuu like this! Everything happened because of them!

"......."

"So, unless you have something else or business here...I'm afraid you'll have to be taken out by that." That's when both Saria and Denver sees her and aims their guns right at her.

"There you are!" Denver said.

"Time to die little missy!" Saria smirked as the two was about to shoot her. Right away, Oblivion quickly grabs their guns tight in her hands but she looks down as the two was about to pull the trigger.

"10,000 volts!"

Suddenly, both Saria and Denver was heavily shocked as they screamed in pain from it. Of course this shocked Derick to see him just like that. It was shocking to see this that he backs up only to see the shocking stopped.

Both Saria and Denver twitched as they were not moving due to the shock. However, they dropped their guns before falling back knocked out. This made Oblivion toss the guns on the side before turning to glare at the last one.

"H..hey, stay back! Don't make me s..shoot you!" he warns seeing her walking towards him. Seems he got a bit scared seeing a very angry Raging Voltage walking to him.

"I will not. Your the fucking reason she's like that. That damn doctor you hired is the fucking damn reason she is....she's..." Even from rage, she is trying not to kill this asshole but that's when she saw him trying to dash off and run, she tackles him against the wall to keep him there.

"HEY! LET GO!"

"SHUT UP!" She barked before hearing police sirens to see and hear shouting and running footsteps. Right away, some pounding was heard against the door before it got broken down, showing some other officers storming in holding their guns.

"Freeze!"

They look seeing that Oblivion had Derick against the wall but he was struggling trying to break free, the other officers came in to grab him as he struggles.

"NO let me go!" he shouted but the other officers saw the drugs and other products around but it seems like it was just fine right? For now, Oblivion saw them work but then she was worried. If what this guy said was true......

"Well, seems that's taken care of. Maybe we should go ahead and put this in the report. Officer-" However he saw Oblivion hurrying out to try getting back to Yuuka.

"Hey, where are you going!?" he said but Oblivion gets in a car and quickly begins driving back. She was trying to hurry back knowing this was not good. But she also knew others would stop this or anything from happening.

'Hang on Yuu! I'm coming!' she thought hurrying back.

~~~~Meanwhile back at Warden Luna's prison~~~~~

"And that's the story Luna! We have to find that horrible doctor and stop him. He isn't trying to help Yuuka! It's like he's planning on giving her away for dead!" Ming was in a panic but Luna was shocked that she stood up.

"Swan, where is-"

"I know he's going to try announcing that she's 'healed' but he's only weakened her to become sick. It's already being broadcasted live." she was worried but Luna said nothing to glare.

"We need to find him right now. Come on you two!" she said seeing the three going to find him with Yuuka. As for her, like Ming said, a live news feed was being shown seeing Dr. Narashi Lee with the other who was sitting up thanks to some help.

Of course, Mr. Yokumiru Mera was there from a live feed screen in his office to see this and address the people.

"Citizens, we always care for your safety and well being. Even when it comes to helping others that lost their way and bring them back. That's why as you see on screen, Dr. Lee has worked on the one most of you sent back to get her help. We know it was a scary experience for you but we are sure he's helped her." he said but Dr. Lee smiled while standing by Yuuka.

"Of course, of course. I made sure to give her the best treatments and thanks to you, the people, she's safe and stable now. Ready to head out on patrol." He sees Yuu not move but she was then lays back down.

Some people watching this was silent hoping it, others were getting bad feelings, even seeing the other officers getting a bad feeling of this. Something seems wrong with Yuu.

"Now, as stated before, she's resting but I will tell you that she's just fine. All healed and well." he laughed.

"Even so, we assure you from the HPSC, we care for your safety. And thanks to Dr. Narashi Lee, she's well and safe again." He said seeing the people not saying much.

"As stated. Now, we shall go ahead and let her rest. I'll be sure that she is well!" he said. "Now, I'll just go ahead and take her to-"

"STOPPPP!!"

A sudden shout was heard, seeing some others looking or the camera. It shows warden Luna, officer Ming, and doctor Swan.

"Hmm? What is going on!?" Dr. Narashi Lee demands but looks to the three.

"I want to know what is going on!! Even showing that you are a fraud!" she points as people was confused with this even Yokumiru too. What was going on?!?

Other officers in the other prisons were confused too on what was happening.

"What is the meaning of this!?" He said.

"Oh don't start that with me! I was told that you were trying to give this woman off as livestock! What the hell is your problem!?" Luna said mad that she sees him confused.

"What are you talking about!? I would never do that!" Dr. Lee lies but Ming glares.

"Yes you would! You were doing something horrible or was planning on it!" Ming said.

"You don't have any proof on this!" Lee said but Swan sighed to look.

"I do. I have documents of the medicine you were giving her was really doing more harm than good. Seems like you were trying to weaken her enough to indeed sell her off to someone that was in the black market." she said showing the proof that he tense. How in the hell did she-No, it couldn't be. They didn't know so what was going on!?

"You..lies! Mr. Yokumiru Mera I wouldn't do such a thing!" he said to the live feed.

"Yes you did! Even when it shows you worked with the same ones that caused her to be like this! Look!" Swan shows Yuu's arm showing some veins that didn't look normal. People gasped seeing this from the Tv screens seeing that didn't look safe.

"This was a result due to his medicine. You were not really helping Yuu, you were trying to weaken her to get her out of here and sell her off to the ones that did this!" Swan said. Of course Dr. Narashi Lee was quiet but he didn't say a single word.

"This can't be possible could it? You wouldn't do such a thing would you?" Yokumiru was unsure on how this worked but that's when he saw Dr. Lee sigh.

"Geez, and I was hoping to get her out of here before I was caught; seems not." With a smirk, he looks to aim a gun and shoots at the three. Luna ducks with her pulling Swan and Ming down.

Now, people was in shock seeing this on the Tv and it's live too. In other prisons the wardens were horrified to see this, even the other officers too. What the heck was going on!?

The people was worried but shocked that Mr. Yokumiru would let a guy like that get close to someone who needed help.

"Oh come on, don't be so shocked everyone. I know you are. I mean, after all: You guys were the one that started this. Putting her in prison to help her get 'better' seems like that back fired didn't it!?" Lee laughed and yet, he saw others just look upset about this.

"You got her in prison and look how you helped her! Seems like the HPSC didn't give a shit did they!?" Lee laughed now going to Yuuka and sees her still weak.

"Now if you excuse me; I have a package to deliver." he said picking Yuu up before running off with her.

"NO! He took her! We didn't give her the antidote!" Swan was in a panic. "We have to give her this before that shot or whatever is in her gets worse!" she said to the other two.

"Right! Guards stop him!" Luna shouted seeing the officers now trying to stop him and get Yuu away from him. Now it seems a high speed chase was happening as he gets out of the room into the hallway. Seeing other officers trying to stop him but he shoots them down, keeping Yuu in his arms.

He rushes down the hallway only to ram through the double doors. He looks left and right and gets her into a police car. He gets in after before driving off. It was time to deliver the prize to his clients!

"Don't worry precious Yuu, this ride won't be long." He said about to leave the parking lot, another car came to crash into him. He sees other officers hurrying over but he speeds up faster only to drive on through into the city. The other officers goes to chase them down but was hoping to save Yuu before Lee hurts her.

"Damn it, he's getting away!" Luna said but looks to the officers chasing after him. "HURRY, CHASE HIM! WE HAVE TO SAVE THE INMATE!" she said seeing everyone hurrying.

However, during this, Luna left a text to Oblivion to say what was happening. Knowing her, she shouldn't be gone too long or far. She would be sure to help her......and safe her life from Lee.

For now, the chase has begun. Along with Yuuka's clock. Will she be saved in time? You'll have to wait and see next time.

[nimona-antifa]

14# for the Salty Ask List! What's your unpopular opinion about your fandom(s)?

OKAY SO. (This will be long, TL/DR at the bottom)

First of all, I love league of legends (as you may have guessed from my profile picture) and my unpopular opinion is that it (both the game and the fandom) gets shit on WAY too much. As someone who loves math, figuring out optimal builds is so much fun for me! I love solving puzzles and making rune pages and builds for different characters and then getting to try them out is so much fun for me! Is there a big Shonen anime brand misogyny problem in parts of the fandom? Yes, absolutely. Is it probably a good idea to mute liberally because of rampant toxicity? Also yes. But I've met some great people there too!!! Maybe I'm just incredibly fucking resilient because I've been dunked in some of the deepest strongest acid vats of toxicity and negativity out there (conservative christian upbringing, league of legends, playing riven specifically, Twitter, tiktok, Steven Universe fandom) and am still a ray of sunshine in person, but I actually quite enjoy it. Do I wish it wasn't hilariously broken with a character roster that's very much male dominated? Yes. Is there a misogyny problem even within the character balancing (male OP characters get ignored or buffed while female OP characters get nerfed into the ground)? Yes. But there's so much fun to be had if you know how.

Okay. Second big fandom is Team Fortress 2 and I think that uh. Well to put it kindly I think a lot of them miss the entire point of the game. They basically have sticks up their asses about weapons being "fair and balanced" and while I agree that they should be to a certain extent, I also think focusing on that too much risks losing the spirit of the game. If I wanted an optimized, polished first person shooter, I'd play overwatch. If blizzard could get it's shit together for five fucking seconds and realize it's making some of the worst possible business decisions with the game that is. But anyway back to TF2. If we were to optimize every single weapon to be 100% fair and balanced, we miss the entire point of the game. Like, a vast majority of the game would be gone if that were the case. It's not very fair and balanced to run through a doorway only to get instantly blown up because there were 5 stickybombs there you couldn't see, but removing that would make it not TF2. I think probably the best example of this is the Sandman and Flying Guillotine combo, may she be restored soon. Was it entirely balanced? No. But in my opinion that wasn't a good reason to remove it entirely. Same with the degreaser/reserve shooter combo. Just because they're annoying doesn't mean you get rid of them entirely. Another thing they get too upset about is when someone dare suggest that a niche weapon should be buffed to checks notes fill it's niche better. Take the amputator. It's niche is to provide AoE healing. But the situations where that's handy become uh. Much less frequent thanks to the specific quirks of how it works. You enter a short taunt during which you can't move. I personally feel like it could be better served by some sort of recharging bar and a big movement speed debuff. The other big hindrance is that the damage is a direct downgrade to the stock. The other Melees all provide some sort of combat advantage to stock. The Übersaw has a slower swing speed but greatly increased critical hit chance, which if you ask literally anyone who has played with or against the Übersaw, is a significant understatement. The vita-saw provides a psychological advantage with slightly less health but the knowledge that if you do die, you won't lose all of your Über. And the Amputator is basically the Overwatch experience, trading swing speed for knowledge of the enemy's health. The amputator provides none of this, which makes it pretty shitty as a self-defense tool. It does less damage than stock with no increased swing speed or bleed effect to balance things out. I won't go into a whole bunch of detail about my fixes but I just find it ridiculous the types of things that they say will lead to power creep. The Ambassador used to be able to headshot people from as far away as you could headshot people without a zoom, and it was just accepted as part of the game for the longest time. And I'm supposed to believe that weapons filling their intended purpose is gonna be too powerful? Okay whatever. I doubt hordes of people will be swapping off of Soldier just to hit me to death with a slightly improved bonesaw on the class that has the least combat capacity but apparently it's definitely going to happen if the amputator isn't a direct downgrade to the stock in terms of self-defense!!! Sorry this got long but basically:

TL/DR:

League of Legends isn't as bad as everyone makes it out to be and there's a lot of fun to be had if you know how to curate your experience

Some TF2 players are way too tryhard

[naughtygirl286]

So we finally went to see Disney's Wish this past Tuesday I was wanting to see it being I thought it looked good. and yes of course there was some collectable goodies which you can see here.

The story is basically about a young girl Asha (voiced by Ariana DeBose) who lives in a Kingdom ruled by a powerful Sorcerer named Magnifico (voiced by Chris Pine) and he on the outside is a very benevolent ruler and he takes the peoples hearts desire/wish and keeps them and every month or so he grants one persons wish him taking the wishes and keeping them in these bubbles kinda reminded me of the Superman villain Brainiac now Asha is studying to be his apprentice and when she find out his true goal she tries to warn people but it doesn't go to well. So one night she makes a Wish on her own and it calls down a star and with this it threatens Magnifico power and control over his people and he turns to a more darker magic to try and capture the Power of the Star but he gets corrupted by the dark magic (the book he uses kinda reminded me of the Darkhold from Marvel) and its up to Asha,her friends and then the entire Kingdom to help stop Magnifico.

Now as for the movie itself I thought it was great! I really did enjoy it the Mix of both Computer and traditional animation works so seamlessly perfect in this and the character animation alone was probably the most realistic and fluid I have ever seen in a Disney movie and maybe in an animated movie in general I was watching Asha very closely during the opening number where she is taking a group of people on a tour of the town and I was thinking wow! the character movements are really well done and seem incredibly realistic.

The I would say "Title song" called "This Wish" I think that should be the new "Let It Go" its a really nice and powerful song. all the songs are good I thought this one had an amazing Soundtrack. from the first one "Welcome to Rosas" to the fun and bouncy "I'm A Star" and even Chris Pine's villain song "This Is The Thanks I Get?!" the movie really delvers with with the music in this one

Also the music is not the only thing that is great the voice acting in this is also perfect I though Ariana DeBose really fit the character of Asha but the thing with say Magnifico I didn't know it was Chris Pine at the time. While watching the movie I was like "Wow! his voice is very familiar!!" I couldn't figure it and had to lol when I realized it was him. Also I would have to say that Alan Tudyk was hilarious as the lil lamb character Valentino

but back to Chris Pine as Magnifico I feel he is a classic Disney villain he is almost a composite of various Disney villains in away which I would think fits right into this movie being that they do make quite a few references to past Disney animated movies even the Credits kind of have a retrospective of all the animated movies that came before it which was I'd say kinda cool.

Now from what I understand there was some type of controversy? people didn't like it because it was somehow Woke? I don't know how it was? someone might have to explain it to me lol I felt it had a good story about hope, dreams and Family and doing what's right I thought it had some funny and really cute moments and also Likeable characters especially main character of Asha I liked her I thought the character was well acted and designed everything. I personally thought this movie was Pure Disney magic Should become a Classic years from now. Like I said I enjoyed the movie the few people I went with they seemed to enjoy it too So I would say if you want to see it I would recommend it with no problems

[yarghuart]

Little Spirit Plataform - Dev Log #1

Já faz um tempo que escrevi o ultimo Dev log, mas o projeto segue, dei uma polida na animação de idle, fiz o ciclo de corrida e curti bastante o resultado, apesar de achar que merece uma atenção maior talvez até uma nova animação entre o animação de idle e a de corrida, também fiz alguns frames para o salto e um frame para quando o personagem estiver em queda.

English: It's been a while since I wrote the last Dev log, but the project continues, I polished the idle animation, did the running cycle and really enjoyed the result, although I think it deserves more attention, perhaps even a new animation between the idle and running animation, I also made some frames for the jump and a frame for when the character is falling.

Coloquei as animações no jogo e testando a movimentação fiquei pensando que tipo de movimento eu poderia fazer com suas asas, achei que seria interessante fazer ele planar em vez de fazer um pulo duplo ou simplesmente voar. Então fiz uma animação mais engraçadinha como se suas asas ainda não sustentassem seu corpo o suficiente, e pessoalmente achei que ficou bem charmosa.

English: I put the animations in the game and testing the movement I was thinking about what kind of movement I could do with his wings, I thought it would be interesting to make him glide instead of doing a double jump or simply flying. So I made a funnier animation as if his wings still weren't supporting his body enough, and personally I thought it looked very charming.

Também fiz um frame dele agarrando numa borda, futuramente pretendo fazer uma animação para ela também.

English: I also made a frame of him grabbing an edge, in the future I intend to make an animation for it too.

Coloquei as novas animações no jogo e ajustei a movimentação, tive muito trabalho para descobrir como fazer ele planar, já que era algo diferente do tutorial que estava seguindo, então tive que ir pesquisando outras possibilidades e ir testando até algo funcionar, no final com umas linhas de códigos bem bobas consegui fazer ele planar, porém para fazer ele agarrar nas beiradas não tive a mesma sorte, então ainda vou descobri como fazer, pesquisando li algumas coisa sobre usar raycast para detectar bordas, mas não faço a mínima ideia de como fazer isso ainda. Fiz mais alguns ajustes e dei uma limpada no código da movimentação e dei uma polida geral na movimentação ajustando alguns valores e adicionando coyote time.

Dei uma pausa no código e voltei para arte, dessa vez para trabalhar no cenário, fiz alguns tiles de grama, uns arbustos para background e pretendo desenhar algumas plantas para povoar e enriquecer o ambiente.

English: I put the new animations in the game and adjusted the movement, I had a lot of work to figure out how to make it glide, since it was something different from the tutorial I was following, so I had to research other possibilities and test until something work, in the end with some dumb lines of code I managed to make it glide, but I didn't have the same luck when it came to making it grab the edges, so I'm still trying to figure out how to do it, while researching I read some things about using raycast to detect edges, but I have no idea how to do it yet. I made some more adjustments and cleaned up the movement code and gave the movement a general polish by adjusting some values ​​and adding coyote time. I took a break from programming and went back to art, this time to work on the scenery, I made some grass tiles, some bushes for the background and I intend to draw some plants to populate and enrich the environment.

Mas antes de continuar resolvi testar os tiles no jogo e esse foi o resultado:

English: But before continuing I decided to test the tiles in the game and this was the result.

Ao tentar implementar consegui identificar várias coisas que vou precisar ajustar na arte, mas fiquei bastante feliz com o resultado.

Agora eu não sei muito bem para onde ir com o jogo, talvez seja hora de focar um pouco de game design, já que no momento ele é só um plataforma genérico sem nenhum objetivo. Não quero aumentar muito o escopo e fazer um metroidvania ou algo do tipo, mas gostaria de fazer algo legal de explorar o cenário, se movimentar por ele e conversar com NPCs.

Até tomar as decisões de design acho que vou começar a trabalhar nos sistemas de dialogos e em NPCs, além de continuar a desenhar os cenários.

English: When trying to implement it I managed to identify several things that I will need to adjust in the art, but I was quite happy with the result. Now I don't really know where to go with the game, maybe it's time to focus a little on game design, since at the moment it's just a generic platformer with no objective. I don't want to increase the scope too much and make a metroidvania or something like that, but I would like to do something cool by exploring the scenario, moving around it and talking to NPCs. Until I make the design decisions, I think I'll start working on the dialogue systems and NPCs, as well as continuing to design the scenarios.

[inspector-finebeak]

Turned my OC into a proper toon concept

Ichor (full name Ichor Serverblight) is a shapeshifter. In my headcanons, the twisteds are clones of the toons, and Ichor was the result of trying to clone/twist every toon simultaneously. He was abandoned by the person who's making the twisteds in my AU, on account of that person only making him as an experiment. Before being abandoned, he was told to "Figure out how to mimic the toons perfectly." Ichor's attempts to follow those vague instructions led to him meeting the toons and being let into their group. Here's an image of him, drawn by a friend of mine who doesn't use Tumblr.

Health: 3

Skill Check: 4 stars

Movement speed: 5 stars

Stamina: 2 stars

Stealth: 2 stars

Extraction speed: 2 stars

Ability 1: Burst

Shoot spikes of ichor out of your body. You fire them forward in a line. The line is twice as wide as Astro and goes about as far as Rudie’s charge (maybe a little farther). Hitting a twisted with the spikes will put them on cooldown as if they hit a toon, then reduce their movement speed by 30% for the next six seconds. Hitting a toon with the ability will give them 50 stamina and increase their movement speed by 50% for the next six seconds. There is no limit on the amount of things you can hit with one use of the ability, and anything which touches the spikes (not just the tips) will be affected. Cooldown 40 seconds.

In the animation for this ability, the chest area of the robe opens up like the collar of a shirt. The spikes then shoot out from Ichor’s chest, but just before they come out, Ichor’s head is violently thrown back to the point of unhinging his neck. That’s not how necks work, but I don’t know how else to describe it. His arms are also thrown backwards and kind of downwards. As the spikes shoot out, they spread out and get wider tips. The spikes pull back a bit slower than they shot out, and the robe closes itself as Ichor’s head and arms move back to their normal position. This all happens in just under half a second.

The dialogue for using the ability depends on what you hit. Lines for hitting twisteds:

“Don’t you dare.” (only said if the twisted was chasing someone)

“Get off them.” (only said if the twisted was chasing someone)

“Begone.”

“You earned it.”

“...I suppose I can hardly complain about that.” (Only said if the twisted was not visible to the player, such as if it was on the other side of a wall. If Tisha’s ability works through walls, why shouldn't Ichor’s? Also, this and the next line can also apply to hitting toons you couldn’t see.)

“I pulled that off with an advanced technique called luck.” (only said if the twisted was not visible to the player)

Lines for hitting toons:

“Press your advantage while you still have it.”

“Enjoy.” (never said if at least one toon you hit is being chased)

“Escape while you still can.” (only said if at least one toon you hit is being chased)

“Save yourself. I can handle this.” (only said if at least one toon you hit is being chased, never said if Ichor is at 1 heart, never said during panic mode)

“Almost there. Keep going.” (only said during panic mode)

“You are this close. Don’t stop now.” (only said during panic mode)

Lines for hitting nothing:

“exasperated sigh”

“Not again...”

“It would be much easier to hit these if I could see where they’re going.”

“Audible sigh.” (extremely rare line)

If the player hits both toons and twisteds when using the ability, dialogue for hitting toons will be said. I would love to write dialogue for hitting toons and twisteds, but I can’t think of any.

[veebs-hates-video-games]

The more I play of the modern Ys games the more I think one of their biggest strengths might be that the people in the director/producer roles clearly really know what they're doing and know their teams really well, and they make some really smart decisions about what they are and aren't going to include or attempt to do and how they allocate resources.

They just feel like they know exactly how much time and money they have, exactly what their team's strengths are, and fit exactly as much as they can into that and don't try to do any more or less than that.

Now that I've also played Ys IX: Adol Goes to Goth Jail, it definitely seems like they figured out how to go from making mediocre games to making genuinely good games at some point between Ys Origin and Ys 8. They never quite manage to be the most incredible ever at anything in particular, but they do manage to do nearly everything they attempt to do well and without any major problems.

The series really is just a shonen anime (affectionate). Each game is a different story arc, and it's just guys being dudes going on wacky adventures in different locations, meeting a bunch of zany characters, and saving the day with the power of friendship.

I feel like 8 worked a little bit better overall than 9, but they were both plenty of fun. I actually liked the lack of towns/cities in 8 and focusing more on developing the relationships of the party members and other NPCs on your team instead, and the lack of money was pretty nice too. All the new movement abilities in 9 let them add a bunch of verticality to areas though, which let them do some pretty fun and interesting things sometimes (although some areas turned out better than others).

The problem with having larger areas with moderately high draw distance though is that it just makes the game run like garbage handheld on the Switch sometimes, all while not actually looking any better than 8 did. With the iffy framerate I got waaay fewer perfect dodges/guards in 9 than I did in 8, which is the main reason I never turned up the difficulty to compensate for 9 being otherwise much easier than 8.

Also it's a very confused game politically. I think it wants to say that no side of the conflict is totally correct or justified and there's nuance to it, but it ends up veering into respectability politics sometimes as a result and you shouldn't use physical violence against the people occupying your country because that wouldn't be very polite of you.

But also it feels very strongly that disabled people have just as much value as anyone else, there's nothing wrong with you if you're adopted or even if you're not human, and your experiences and relationships with the people around you make you family and not being blood related.

I think they did a little better at giving Adol a bit more personality this time too. They seemed like they were trying to give him a bit of character in 8 instead of just silent protagonist, but it didn't always do it for me there. I feel like they succeeded a bit better this time around even if he's still a fairly generic shonen protagonist.

They continue to do a good job making the other non-Adol characters fun though. I ended up liking most of them, but usually it was Doll and The Gayest Bartender in the World who stood out to me. I appreciate that while all sorts of people develop crushes or flirt with Adol in these games, he reacts exactly the same no matter what gender they are: complete aroace obliviousness. The only thing Adol is attracted to in that way is Adventure.

I guess now I need to wait a year or two for the next one to get localized and hope it makes it onto the Switch 2 or something in the meantime so it actually runs decently. If you'd told me a year ago that I'd genuinely enjoy the most recent couple games in the series as much as I did and be looking forward to the next one I would've been pretty skeptical, but here we are.

(oh also I lied about succeeding pretty well at everything they tried to do in the game with no major problems. The traps in the prison section are garbage and mostly not fun. They're clearly aware of it too because they included the option to skip those sections)