#gotta love lord of the flies

[stanleyvampire14]

Spoilers for a future event that’s gonna happen on @john-mary-andco (I’m sorry I couldn’t help myself but draw it already) also there’s very confused homophobia and mentions of abuse, sorry John Emerson fans

Ralmon’s your John and Altair

It hasn’t even been a day and I’m making these mfs kiss 😭😭 Altair honey…He’s uh…Not interested….

Bro tried to confess and make a move and he ruined their relationship in just a few seconds, crazy.

They kind of make up later…But it’s awkward.

[mccall-me-maurice]

Can whatever ship art you do literally have them on a ship so it can be ship ship art?

BWHAHAHHA THAGS SO GENIUS…..

I MIGHT DO TWO PIECES OF ART. LIKE THE GENUINE SHIP ART AND THIS BECAUSE THATS HILARIOUS AND I LOVE THAT!

pirate au who i mean what i mean what i mean what

[the-dixon-effect]

Just a Girl

requested by: @dixonsgirl93 which you can find here -> masterlist

A/N: thank you so much for the request my love!! i love this concept so much that it had me up at 4am writing it after recovering from a long-haul flight, so so sorry that this took so long for a little drabble xx

It was too tempting.

Not after years of stumbling around in dirty rags and a single pair of worn combat boots. Not after fighting for your life every single day, were you going to pass this up. Today, you were safe. And right in front of you, in this completely empty mall, were a pair of pristine black stilettos.

You held one in each hand as you admired them, a treasure of a world lost in time. You felt like a different person just clutching them.

"Hey, Maggie!" you are unable to control the wide smile cast across your lips. "Look what I found!" the girl glanced in your direction from the entrance of the store, scoffing at your excitement.

"Whatcha gonna do with those?" she asked, chuckling, as she jogged up to the display table coated in a thick layer of dust.

"I don't know. Walk around. Dance. Put 'em on a table and forbid anyone from touching them," you said quietly, smiling as you palmed at the crisp black leather. "They could be a symbol. Y'know, Lord of the Flies style," you joked, meeting the farmgirl's eyes. Strangely enough, the ghost of a boutique was relatively empty apart from these shoes, a few scraps of useless clothes scattered around and many plastic hangers adorning the white-tiled floor.

"Alright, fine. But ya' have to bring that little black dress back, too," she teased, in that familiar Southern drawl. Pointing to a rack of clothes on the other side of the store, you spotted a lone black dress threatening to fall off the flimsy hanger. It was no surprise that when the remaining survivors came through these parts, rummaging through stores and kitchens and bunkers, a pair of high heels and a mini dress didn't make the cut for the survivalist supply list. It had been a couple years by now, and indeed no one back at the prison would care if you indulged in a bit of fun. Besides, you're just a girl. And a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do to get by.

~

Most evenings were spent in the foyer swapping stories and enjoying the ever-expanding group's company, now that everyone was feeling more comfortable in the prison. Daryl was perched on the second step of the cool, steel staircase fletching some bolts for his crossbow, after the fairly uneventful run earlier. One thought did linger in his mind, however - as he tuned out to the rest of the conversations engaging in his midst. You had briefly shown him what you managed to pick up back at the abandoned mall, some scraps of food, some comics for Carl, and... what could only be described as an image from one of his wildest dreams. Or worst nightmares. What the hell would he do with himself if you suddenly appeared in that dress? And those heels? Probably run, and hide someplace where nobody would notice his reaction. And just when he was imagining what you would look like in that outfit from earlier, he heard a voice call out from upstairs.

"Hershel! You better believe these things are harder to walk in than a peg leg!"

The foyer erupted in chuckles as conversations ceased while everybody looked up at you on the balcony, held up firmly by Maggie who couldn't control her laughter either.

"Come on down, Y/N. Betcha can't do it!" the grey-haired man exclaimed as the rest of the group watched you stumble to the top of the staircase.

Oh God. She's so popular. And beautiful - were the thoughts swirling around in Daryl's head as he turned a swift 180 and looked up at your perfect figure. You looked so pretty when you laughed like that; a face that lit up the room - lit up this rotten world - when the sweet sound that even a siren couldn't mimic echoed over the walls of the dismal building. And that outfit; the smooth black dress that clung to your thighs so perfectly with a neckline that revealed just enough to make him go insane. Those heels. Daryl always had a thing for girls with nice legs, but he was always too embarrassed to mention it. It may have slipped out in front of his older brother once upon a time, and for the years to come he never shut up about it. Humiliating Daryl whenever a gorgeous girl like you walked past. Daryl never denied it, though, that you and that perfect body of yours were gonna be the death of him someday. And that felt like right now.

"Maggie, don't you dare let that girl fall!" Michonne shouted, laughing as she kicked her feet up on the cafeteria table and leaned back.

"Daryl, I swear to God, if you don't catch me I'll kill you," you began, addressing the archer that was gawking up at you, the one slightly obstructing your wobbly path down the staircase. Everybody in that cell block watched the poor man snap out of his daydreams as he shot up and grabbed your hand as your knees threatened to buckle beneath you. Maggie let go of her tight grip on your shoulders and erupted into giggles, as though she were playing Cupid.

"Thank you, Daryl," you said sweetly, not realising that Daryl is physically suffocating as you clutched Daryl's calloused palm. You took the opportunity to steady yourself on both feet and do a little twirl, lifting Daryl's arm up over your head as you spun around as gracefully as you could manage. A couple of cheers escaped from your audience, making you smile deeply. You hadn't felt this pretty in a long time.

"Whatcha doin' playin' dress-up anyway?" Daryl drawled, quietly.

"Well, I'm just a girl."

taglist: @alldevilsarehere90 @poisonmenegan @radcollectivesoul @emilykolchivans @pinchoftheoutsiders guys the taglist is looking a little lonely!!

[freedomfireflies]

hi bestie, can i request smth where harry is filming dwd and olivia keeps trying to get at harry and hit on him but he denies her every time and one day where reader comes to set she and harry are both in harry’s trailer but olivia doesn’t know reader is there so she tries hitting on harry again and starts saying rlly inappropriate things and reader hears and puts her in her place and says that if she ever talks to harry in a way other than a precessional way she’ll expose her or something? idk if that made sense haha and harry gets all happy and is like you are my lord and savior 😭 can you make reader a really bad bitch 😭😭 💕

Hi! Yes, so, I’m changing things a bit because I’m personally not a super big fan of bringing Olivia herself into this kind of stuff but I’m absolutely keeping the premise!! Just changing the antagonist to someone fictional instead! Obviously you can still picture her if you’d like but I hope this will be okay and that whoever asked will still enjoy 😭💞

“‘I know exactly where you can stick that can of tuna, Jack-ass.’”

Harry smirks, eyes peering over the top of his script at you. “The line is, ‘Hi, honey, welcome home.’”

“Oh. Weird. I must have gotten a different script cause mine definitely says the other thing,” you reply innocently, batting your eyelashes as he exhales a soft laugh. “Yeah, see…right there. Jack. Ass.”

“Oh, it does, does it?”

“It does. Strange, huh?”

“Uh-huh. Very.”

You bite at your lip to refrain from grinning as you return your eyes to the page. “Okay, well…I think you’re good for tomorrow’s scene. I mean, it’s kind of all about her, anyway, so…no one will really be paying attention to you.”

“Gee, thanks,” he snorts as he straightens up on the small couch, tossing the script to the side.

“Hey, am I wrong?” You blink. “Hello. Florence fucking Pugh is in the same frame, I guarantee you nobody is looking at you.”

“Oh, well, I’m flattered,” he retorts, hand coming up to his chest in faux appreciation. “No, really. Give me another compliment. I think I’m blushing.”

Your eyes roll playfully as you gingerly chuck a water bottle at him. It flies across the tiny trailer and whacks him in the stomach as he flinches, laughing as it falls into his lap. “Hysterical. Truly,” you bite back. “Been a movie star for five minutes and think you’re the shit.”

He tosses his arms along the back of the couch, settling in a bit further as he nods at you. “S’been at least ten minutes, love.”

“Right, and to this day, iCarly is still your best work.”

“…you know what, I’m not even gonna argue with you on that one. I really did shine.”

“Oh, absolutely.”

“Sucked the shit out of that water bottle.”

“You really did.”

“Oscar-worthy, I’d say.”

“Abso-fucking-lutely.”

He eyes you from his spot, sensing your teasing tone, and before you can clock his sneaky intentions, he’s lifting the water bottle into the air, twisting off the cap, and flinging the water at you.

You gasp as the water effectively drenches your hair, face, and chest. You attempt to shield yourself by throwing your arms up, but it’s too late, and Harry lets out a deep, guttural laugh. 

“Oh, you dick,” you squeal, immediately standing as you throw him a peeved look. “See, this is why I don’t take you home to my mother.”

He’s wearing a shit-eating grin as he watches you scramble to the bathroom. “Oops.”

“Oops my ass.” You attempt to wring some of the water out of your hair as you glance at your reflection in the tiny mirror. “I can’t go out there and let Chris Pine see me like this!”

Another laugh. “Why not?”

“Because I love him and I have mascara dripping down my face,” you huff, swiping a knuckle under your eye. “Oh, God, this is bad. Okay, gimme five, I gotta reset.”

“Babe,” he calls with another chuckle. “You look fine—”

“Bite me!” you retort quickly before slamming the door shut. “Shit! Where’s my setting powder?”

You hear him snort to himself from the other side but soon turn your attention back to the canvas that he so elegantly ruined.

It had taken you twenty minutes to get the eyeliner wing this sharp.

You frown as you get to work, and for the next couple of minutes, your focus remains on your own reflection as you hear Harry humming to himself on the couch.

And then…the humming stops.

“Hey…?”

“Hey, so sorry to bother you. I just wanted to check in before you leave, make sure you’re doing all right with the revisions.”

You pause, leaning a bit closer to the door as a second voice enters the trailer.

“Oh…yeah. Went over it this afternoon. I like it, it sounds good. I think it’ll be really impactful.”

“Oh, good. Good, yeah. Yeah, I’m really looking forward to watching you and Florence bring it to life. I’ve said it before, but we really are just so lucky to have you both on board.”

You finally recognize the voice, placing it to the face of the film’s director, Angela. And now that your curiosity is satisfied, you return to your task as the conversation continues to slip underneath the door.

“Hey, it’s all thanks to your vision,” Harry is humbly responding. “I just feel lucky to be a part of it.”

A bit of silence as you swipe your lipstick along your bottom lip before you hear the sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs and into the trailer.

“You’re such a doll. No, really, that’s such a kind to say,” Angela gushes. “You know…this whole casting process was really just…it was so stressful there for a minute but after I saw your audition tape, I just knew you’d be our Jack.”

“Listen, I’m just glad it worked out the way it did. It’s kind of nice to dip my toe into this side of the industry and I’ve got a lot of really great mentors to help me along.”

“Oh, absolutely. I mean, we just have such a fantastic cast. You’re in great hands.”

A beat.

“And, you know, I’ve said this before but…if you ever need anything at all, you just need to let me know,” Angela says. “You’re my top priority, and I want to make sure you feel taken care of.”

“Thanks, that’s really—”

Suddenly, it goes quiet. Far too quiet and for a moment, you wonder if they’ve left the trailer altogether.

You step out of the bathroom and glance both ways, just to check and make sure he didn’t leave you behind.

But instead of an empty trailer, you find Harry.

And Angela.

And her tongue.

Down his throat.

Your eyebrows just about fly off your forehead as you clear your throat and call, “I’m sorry. Am I interrupting something?”

Terrified, and a bit pale, Harry leans back and catches your eye, expression frazzled like a deer caught in headlights.

Angela, however, is a bit slower to remove herself from his body, finally stepping back with a bit of a wounded smile. “Oh, my gosh…I’m so sorry. This…this isn’t how I wanted you to find out, I—”

“Find what out?” you ask just as Harry says, “I’m sorry, what?”

She quickly looks between you both, palm hovering over her mouth as if stunned. “Oh! I’m…I’m sorry, I thought you told her.”

“Told me what?” you repeat, stepping closer, and looking to Harry.

Poor thing looks like he’s about to keel over.

“About…our…arrangement,” she answers shyly, and your eyes narrow.

Harry blinks. “We…what? What arrangement, I—”

“Oh. That arrangement. Got it,” you cut in, nodding as you finally put the pieces together.

Both Harry and Angela turn to look at you, surprised. 

“Yeah,” you agree, taking another step as you meet her eye. “Yeah, no. Florence told me about this thing you do where you try to fuck your actors and exploit them for fame. Oh, and how your entire marriage is a sham, and you’re trying to get out of it by pretending you were the innocent, bad-ass feminist just trying to do her job when you were blackmailed into sleeping with your costar.”

She swallows as Harry’s jaw nearly drops.

“Oh, she also told me that if I were to find you…arranging yourself on my man, then I should remind you of section 15, paragraph 3 of the contract you signed,” you add, arms crossing over your chest. “Does that…ring any bells?”

Her cheeks flush. “Look, I wasn’t trying to—”

“I’m sure,” you hum. “But you did, and now you’re done. Thank you so much for stopping by. Buh-bye now.”

And with that, you gesture toward the door. 

A rather petrified Angela stands to her feet, knees a bit wobbly as she makes her way for the exit.

And just before she can close the door, you call, “Oh, and just a little tip…when you see the officers? Don’t run.”

The door slams shut before you have the chance to see her expression but something tells you…it was everything.

Now, you turn to Harry, still glued to the small sofa. “Anything you have to say for yourself?”

He straightens up, nearly tripping over his tongue as he begins to explain, “I promise, I don’t know what happened, she just put her hand on my thigh and suddenly it was, like, all the way up my thigh, and her mouth was like…right there, and I didn’t know what to do, and I wasn’t sure what was even happening, or if it was part of the script or something, and I—”

You close the gap between you and take his face between your palms. “Harry?”

He winds down to a stop. “…yeah?”

You grin. “I love you.”

Utter relief floods his features as he sighs and melts back into the cushions. “I love you, too. Thank you, by the way. Ironically, she tasted like canned tuna.”

You laugh as you flop down beside him, whacking at his chest on the way down. “Ew. Poor Nick.”

“Right? iCarly would never do this to me.”

For a moment, you can only chuckle, and despite the rather interesting turn of events…you can’t deny your joy.

“No,” you agree with a grin. “No, she would not.”

~ Full Masterlist

~ Other Harry Blurbs

[sciderman]

For the event hosted on the ask blog, I am bit confused. Is it going to be a collection of our works or mostly targeted towards ask blog art work???

it's not a targeted collection or anything, no - it's a yearbook. it's a thing of love. you sign it. it's meant to be messy and unkempt - just a thing you throw together and scribble as fast as you can because lord knows that person has gotta get around the whole school with that book and get everyone to sign it.

you know, the whole thing made me dig out my own end-of-high-school yearbook - and oh, a lot of memories... so many people i'd forgotten all about. but all so familiar, too.

funny how time flies by, but some things never change...

if you're wanting to contribute something larger to it, you'll have to shoot me a message! but for the most part it's a messy, love-filled affair.

[berrypass-de-murdler]

2 - 6 The Tiny Island Murder Mystery

if there's anything I can do so that some of you can accept me let me know ok? i'm trying my best always

Fletch is in charge of Sable - she has a basic artwork but I'll save her design reveal for when her main is done. I love her and I can't wait to show her! <3

DON'T READ THE EPISODES WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!!

Admiral Navy is sensitive to the idea of vomit, so he gets very woozy after Uncle Midnight’s accident. So much so, that he drives the boat into an island! Uncle Midnight flies off in an entertaining fashion.

SABLE: My rescuers? MY RESCUERS!

An adorable deep-sea hedgehog in tattered clothes rushes to them and hugs the human boy.

SABLE: Finally, I’ve waited my whole life for this! U. MIDNIGHT: Oh! Uh… [blush] LOGICO: Hold it, HOLD IT! This has happened to me before, and the most important thing is to make sure nobody is murdered. 

But the backup captain (whom Navy was stashing in a crate) is dead! 

LOGICO: That’s unsurprising for a number of reasons!

There is a clear attack wound, so it is confirmed a murder. But this person would have died a really gruesome death regardless, so the killer essentially put them out of their misery.

This little island is a scenic stereotype. A single palm tree, a single grave, and the giant-ass boat lodged into the side.

“RIP Beloved Butler Beryl. Buried in a private ceremony.”

LOGICO: …Was that…? NAVY: …What. LOGICO: THE BUTLER FROM THE LEGEND! NAVY: OH. Um… yes. LOGICO: And is that whose skull you’re holding? NAVY: What? No. This is just for something I’m practicing. ‘To be… or not…’ [sigh] I forgot the line again.

Sable is crouched under the tree.

SABLE: I can’t believe my rescuers got stuck. At least I won’t be alone… U. MIDNIGHT: Pssh, yeah, amiright? So uh… what… uh… whatcha been up to? [encroaches]

She looks at him with soft eyes. Delicately, she throws up into a can of rotten frog soup.

U. MIDNIGHT: WOW, okay. 

Irratino tries to call Logico to give him a clue, but there’s no cell signal on the island! He begins to panic… 

But the ultimate killer was Uncle Midnight!

U. MIDNIGHT: Aw, come on, man! I gotta keep the party going SOMEHOW!  LOGICO: Seriously? 

A ‘real’ boat comes to pick them up!

SABLE: My rescuers? MY RESCUERS! NAVY: Thank goodness. This story has a happy ending after all…

Logico, Sable, and Navy all get on the boat and sail off.

U. MIDNIGHT: Heheh, y’all know I can’t swim, right.  U. MIDNIGHT: … U. MIDNIGHT: Guys? U. MIDNIGHT: GUYS?!?! AW COME ON ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW? YOU’RE SERIOUSLY GONNA LEAVE ME ON THE DEAD ISLAND? YOU ACT LIKE I’M THE PROBLEM, THE CAPTAIN WAS THE ONE WHO KEPT THAT GUY IN A BOX! GUYS!! COME ON!!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLL-

They can’t hear him.

The end!

... i never meant to offend anyone, and i'm sorry...

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[jknerd]

Elvis (2022) X YOASOBI's "IDOL"

"INVINCIBLE SMILE IN THE MEDIA!" "What is his secret, his mystery, we wish to know!" "Even so, he keeps in under his check!" "Complete and so PERFECT!" "Speaking and singing delicious LIES!" "DEAR MISTER GENIUS STAR, THE KING!"

Reporters: "What did you eat today? What book do you love? Whenever you go out for fun, tell us where it is!"

Elvis: "I didn't eat anything today. It's a secret, can't tell."

Any question asked, he just respond vaguely.

Reporters: "What is your type of gal? Anyone interesting? Please, tell us!"

There's always somebody who's fallen for his words and cues, made them lose their head over for him.

"He could make everyone fall in love with him!" "He's the perfect, most ultimate STAR!" "NOBODY would ever replace him!" "He's like a rooster, the bringer of light!"

Oh, using that charming smile and wink. That "I love you" again... now, the world is lured and captivated by him. Those alluring eyes, eloquent lips... even when untrue, it's his perfected affection to his fans.

"YEAH, YEAH, he's one of a kind, we know." "We already lost the moment he wiggle his booty and sing his heart out." "We're just an extra for the big honcho." "Can't tell myself everything was because of him-, BULLSHIT, IT'S NOT RIGHT, OUT OF THE LINE, HOW CAN WE NOT BE JEALOUS WHILE BEING AROUND. YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING WITH US. WE CAN'T FORGIVE THE IMPERFECT YOU. I, MYSELF, CAN'T ADMIT ANY OTHER THAT IS NOT PERFECT AS YOU!"

"Lord, everyone's worshipping him!" -Conservative parents, appalled. "Oh, he's an UNRIVALED superstar!" -Fan 1 "There is NO weakness from him!" - Fan 2 "The star is here with us!" - Media

Elvis: (hands on his face after exhausting rehearsals and arguments with Tom Parker) "The gaps, the shortcomings... can't show them.... nobody would want this side of me. No one will remember me when they see this."

"Elvis...please go back to Memphis. You're dying inside. Please rest....for our Lisa." - Priscilla

Elvis: "No. I'll continue to lie. Because, I pray to lord everyday it becomes true. Time flies and I will hold everything that I pursue. I'm a star, but a greediest. So, I'll go back on stage. Lying again, until it became true. Up to this day, I never get to tell you and Lisa those words that means a lot..."

Oh..., finally... now, I can say it.

This is not a lie.

Priscilla... Lisa... I love you both, so much.

[sacrilegiousoul]

the aim of the game is to answer and then tag some mutuals you wanna know better or catch up with.

tagged by @greenapple4loko

favorite colors: pine needle green/sage green and

mahogany

last song: Rid of Me (4-track Demo Version) by PJ Harvey

currently reading: sharp objects by gillian Flynn (finally, it’s been on my shelf for a year i had a huge readers block) next is lord of the flies!

currently craving: honestly my grandmother’s potato soup. best goddam soup i’ve ever had.

coffee or tea: i’m a sweet tea drinker if anything. i love coffee also, but definitely not hot tea. gotta be cold!

tagging: @honeyrosepetals @hospitalwaste @ladybugd0ts @revelinblood @opalsnake

[thetoaddaddy]

learning how much an S rank mission pay and the average royalty/event/movie deal fees for a best selling author we can accept Jiraiya is basically a self made billionaire(or whatever it would be considered in ryo maybe a googolnaire?) but lives like a little rat with not much to his name is funny af to me. He could be petty and buy out so many businesses and basically own half of the village and create a monopoly. He could probably bribe the feudal lord(s) to swing whatever way he wanted. He could literally buy a mansion and fill it with weird over priced art, a kitchen he won’t use, a hundred mail order wives and gold diggers.

Nah. Lives the humble life. Steals money from his students and lives frugally. Bruh 😭 we gotta pen an au where he casually lays out the cash for things.

Surprises his s/o with a lofty house. Takes his s/o on an extravagant date. I’m talking like flies you to Italy for pasta type of dates(just as an example idk do they have a rich person type of run for that shit? Maybe the crescent moon island resort that could be a fun prompt). Buys out a hotel or park just for his family to occupy it. Casually spoils his s/o with very expensive things. Bro could be the end all be all of sugar daddies. The silver fox with the deep pockets. An iconic playboy shinobi hybrid that the world hath never really seen before. But he’s like nah… cheap hotels, simple clothes, and maybe spend 1% of my savings on love bar hostesses.

In his hand with all this money he could have really fucked things up but picked to live as basic as he could with no fucks about flashing the cash or being like most self made rich folk and broadcasting it. Nah he scrimps and lives so vagabond for the hell of it.

What a goblin.

[twothpaste]

Thoughts about Porky?

my thoughts on porky are such a vast tangled web of forever spaghetti that i'm not even sure where to begin or what to pin down. the premise of a tormented child ascending to near-godhood out of sheer misanthropic spite towards the whole wide world makes my brain do backflips like a sea world dolphin. i'll ramble a bit about him.

he's ness' foil. just two chubby kids who probably grew up with their (un)fair share of bullying. the only thing distinguishing them was the familial abuse porky suffered, which he inevitably regurgitated. then destiny comes along, choosing ness over porky, and the jealousy just eats porky alive. watching his bestie accumulate friends and accolades, unable to accept it's his own rotten behavior that's driven a wedge between them. gotta imagine the burden of cutting porky off was almost unbearable for ness. somethin' that keeps him up at night, wondering if he'd just been a little kinder, or sterner, or more understanding - maybe he could've saved his old friend? not quite yet realizing it was Not At All his responsibility to "fix" someone who'd dug his grave and laid in it. porky's the kinda bad guy you love to hate, but considering his upbringing, you hesitate to blame the poor schmuck. all he knows is authority and manipulation. if you gave any ornery ostracized thirteen year old unlimited power - instead of empathy and guidance - they'd probably go down the path of vengeance, too.

he's lucas' foil. both of 'em were given plenty of reasons to hate the world. when faced with an unhappy childhood, do you choose love anyways, and move forward? or do you let it become your villain origin story? porky refuses to grow up, to such an extreme degree, that he's gotta drag everybody down into neverland with him. thinks he's got human nature all figured out, when really - kid dropped out in eighth grade - his expertise starts at the middle school lunch table and ends at Lord of the Flies. where lucas seeks to bring about a brighter future, porky's terminally obsessed with the past. barfs up the same old hierarchical capitalist bullshit he grew up with. hoards memorabilia. makes monuments to his warped nostalgia, as if anyone on the nowhere islands knows or cares. even tries to mold lucas into a makeshift ness - one last final battle, one last chance for destiny to stop me, here, take this baseball bat, come get me, let's play. but it doesn't worrrrk, because the gilded past he aches for is long buried, and these people aren't actors in his self-aggrandizing biopic. where lucas wakes up and says, "i don't have to be the same coward i was yesterday," porky says, "me? change? not a chance in hell." even if it costs him everything. porky's real worst nightmare is a world that moves on without him. once he's trapped in his time capsule, that's exactly what he's got in store.

i think he's the sunk cost fallacy incarnate. the sheer momentum of a thousand horrible decisions he can never turn back on. earthbound porky might get a little bit of slack, sure. but given a bazillion years worth of opportunities to change, mother 3 porky actively chose to get worse. what fucks me up most is how real he is. can't call a villain like this "insane", or even terribly exaggerated, when i'm lookin' out the window these days at billionaires, covid deniers, fuckin' terfs and maga hats. some people really would sooner die, or become all-consuming monsters, than admit they were wrong. it's all or nothing. in his eyes, either he's a visionary hero, or everything he's ever done was irredeemably reprehensible - and all the torment and criticism and loneliness he endured was therefore deserved. he can't bear the weight of it, so he simply doesn't. that's what underpins his character, to me. like. the moment he'd admit fault, or apologize, or express an ounce of regret? he'd cease to be porky. denying himself the human capacity to grow, forever, just to spare his fragile ego. could almost pity him. almost.

a perfect villain for both of the stories he terrorizes, and my favorite villain in anything ever. when itoi said "porky is truly a poem in himself" he wasn't kidding.

[myrtles-and-blood]

Gosh I’m so sleepy rn, so I’m sorry if this is hard to read, but

I work with Lord Beelzebub as well, and oh my gosh I have to agree, he is SUCH a patient deity. So kind, so incredibly understanding.

I think we’re in a similar situation, having a lack of energy and motivation, so

Reading your posts about him gives me that extra boost of faith, like yes!!! He really is like that!!! :D

-LW

I'm so happy you can relate!!! I find very little content about him, but this made me feel less alone!!

We don't talk as much, but every time I light his candle I get a sudden boost of energy, which is amazing when I'm not in the best place. He is really just like "come on, push through this, I'll help you with what I can but you gotta do it"

I love Lord Beelzebub very much, even when he sends all the flies in the world to my house 🪰🫶🏻

[debbeh]

Recap of every Yonderland episode but only until my legs fall asleep and there is no context.

Season 1

Debbie is your run-of-the-mill mother who likes to eat crisps and watch TV. For some reason an Elf appears in her Cupboard and she’s all like wtf, why is there an elf in my cupboard. And Elf is like, wtf I have a name? And the stick he’s holding is like, oi, my names nick. Anyways, Debbie and Elf consult the wise Elders about why she’s here and they’re like, idk ask the oracle and the oracles like, yeah you’re the chosen one or whatever. You gotta like save the place from evil or whatever- oh also your gonna meet some guys named Jon or Robert or something. Debbie’s still like wtf but then she stops a fight between some goofy little guys and everyone’s goin crazy cuz woah! Not klling people? Crazy. And Debbies like bro its just commons sense. I just had to tell these guys to apologize- what are they’re names again? JOHN AND ROBERT!!! (air horn + vine boom) OH SHIT. and then, what’s this? After credit! ITS FUCKING NEGATUS

She wants to figure more about why it is foretold that she has to save Yonderland or whatever so they go to this temple to find a scroll (insert literal lesbian love story that they never talk abt again) and they get a wizard to help. Yada yada yada… they get in the temple but they lose the scroll, oh well. Anyways, hm this Negatus guy sounds pretty nasty huh?

Yoooo Negatus totally burned down a temple and now all the monks are homeless. Negatus sends his demons to hunt down Debbie and the monks. Whats this? The monks can lie now??? Wahoo, Negatus gets yelled at. So sad. 

OMG ITS THE OLYMPICS BUT WITH KISSSSING?????

Debbie misses her kids but the elders are like, oooh we make song for you and make your hair pretty and she’s like ok I guess I’ll stay. 

King what’s his face says he knows where another prophetic scroll is- sike he just wants to bang her- oh no negatus is here! But don’t worry! He has no pants! Negatus gets stabbed in the foot and Debbie learns the value of sharing

Speaking of idiots, Debbie gets kidnapped by a whole town of them! They’re called Ninnies and they wear potato sacks (so sad). This episode is basically The Giver. She teaches them that reading: good and that they shouldn’t be giving Negatus precious diamonds for free. Meanwhile, Negatus, in an attempt to woo his boss, a mysterious shadowey figure, hires a guy named Kenall (the twinkiest twink you’ve ever seen) to cut the diamonds he stole so he can buy an army. Sike, kendall is an idiot. The end

Negatus dresses up as the embodiment of Bo Burnhams's Shit and tricks Debbie into going to his lair. Little does Negatus know, Debbie has friends and ALLLLMMMMOOOOSSTTTT gets Negatus to see the power of friendship but last minutes hes like byeeeee bitches!!! And kidnaps her (this is a common theme). Luckily her friends save her last minute but as she is teleporting out using Nick the stick who is also the portal to her cupboard (I forgot to mention), she sees Negatus’s boss and is like huhhh, you look awful familiar……..

End of season one!!!

Season 2

Negatus buys mech suit to kill debbie, Elders go on lockdown and do a lord of the flies. I love this episode but I DO NOT remember what was important abt this one besides Evil boss lady get mad at Negatus >:(

Debbie goes to a fair and solves a murder mystery, Negatus gets audited.

Knight flirts with Debbie and Debbie teaches him the value of realizing you are geh. 

Ninnies are back but they’re all finance bros but they don’t pay their workers. Debbie helps them fix that so Elders can get pillows.

Debbie finds out that mysterious boss lady is her twin sister!!! Saves Mathew Baynton (AKA gross kangaroo nany) from a gas leak. 

Debbie joins the french revolution

Debbie saves an endangered species with phalic-ass noses.

TRANS HOTAN TRANS HOTAN <3. Big showdwon with evil twin

The end!

Season 3 (last season)

One of the old elders is back and Negatus does not turn into a gross idiot for 10 minutes

Oh no! Old elder is evil and Elders go into hiding, Debbie is framed and they break into their throne room thingy

Nobody trusts debbie but she helps knockoff batman find his true passion in becoming Mr. Cav (Accounting teacher for the 5 of you that are reading this that I don't know in person)

Drag bake off becomes war zone and Negatus gets his feet massaged.

Negatus arrested for writing Dick smellz on a wall. Debbie helps him break out- SO CLOSE TO A CHARACTER REDEMPTION ARC ITS NOT EVEN FUNNy

NEGATUS DO SOME SPYING VERY SILLLY Y GOOFY

Beauty contest but if you’re not pretty you fucking die

Time travel take da pain away. 

Christmas Special!!!

Sike, its called Thanktival here (and there’s 143 days instead of 12). Chompus eat da presents. Negatus redemption arc FINALLY???????? He become santa, insert balls joke x 5. Elders’s kiddos compete in a singing competition and wow everyone with this thing called carols????? Elder Vex wears sweater. Balls joke. Negatus go sleepy in PJs. the end :3

:3

[gay-poet-gabriel]

what are some other fandoms you’re apart of or have been in, in the past? /gen

OOH RAWR!!!

hi ill probably forget like even my biggest obsessions cuz man. there's just so many

and theres a lot of things i love, like shaun the sheep. but i cant say that has a fandom so i wont include stuff like that

anyway well ahem this is long so under cut

Jojo's bizarre adventure duh

south park

the promised neverland (never watched the anime so don't ask)

tokyo ghoul (never watched the anime either, also i only read the first two volumes of re:)

in this corner of the world!!!

a silent voice

japan sinks 2020

resident evil!!! RAHH

Hades by supergiant (literally i could call my devotion and my religion a fandom but yknow)

the mandela catalogue!!

lord of the rings

call of duty

literally like all sorts of mythology (greek, hindu, egyptian, celtic, norse, etc) i just like world cultures

the godfather!! i love the godfather im rereading for my stupid summer work this summer

THE IT CROWD!!!

SPACED!!

roadhouse, point break, dirty dancing, ghost, anything with swayze in it

how i met your mother

brokeback mountain

oh brother where art thou (idt theres really a fandom but ig I'm just naming things i like now)

hadestown

the outwalkers (hear me out, i swear its not the same thing-)

ecce romani (i gotta write fics)

no longer human by osamu dazai (sorry its a good book)

les miserables

don quixote

critical role ig

brendan et le secret du kells

metalocalypse

akira

death note!!!!

monk

psych

lord of the flies!!

and idk im too tired to think rn so here's some things i like ig

[weeberry-v1b3z]

RAHHH PRIDE MONTH HERE I GOTTA LOCK IN AND DRAW THE GAYS!!!!

So ship art requests are wanted! I can draw any ship in South Park and Lord of the Flies unless it’s illegal then fuck off!

literally any ships, I love me some rarepairs

[thegeminisage]

okay, i had to leave farosh and grab my lightroot before she could light up again, but i also got to hit a yiga camp. now i need to figure out how to find kohga OR start looking for those signs. i think the gerudo highlands is both with one stone

got the sign in the highlands! there was actually only one. got four more near hyrule ridge and one in the desert and i think that's it?!

oh no jk two in the desert. rip

bars on the yiga clan hideout from this side (side where kohga fell in botw)...BOOOOO let me INNNNN

cackling. went up to the front door in my yiga threads and this npc thinks im one of them

ok, THIS is what i thought i was doing earlier when i found all those frogs

i wonder what happens if i take off my mask...?

saving first lol

damn i get my ass beat is what lol. it wasnt a hard fight but three guys at once plus all these sages makes for a hectic time

omg theres like stores in here!! lol including a banana store

i like the music as well

all these guys trying to sell me vehicles...whats up with THAT lol

omg the lightning helm!!! "our" sacred treasure THAT BELONGS TO THE GERUDO YOU JERKS...yet another lore breaking moment.........

earthwake technique!!!! yeahhh this is what i got spoiled for. im gonna keep fighting until i get it >:(

i got it that quickly?! but i can keep going for the helm i think...

"if youre this talented you might be a match for link" LMAOOO

oh i see. apparently this thunder helm is a yiga COPY. whatever nintendo

that's that i guess! really didn't take long...i'm gonna hit this chasm and grab a lightroot, then warp back to the tower and take the other chasm to get closer to gerudo town so i can go get kohga

oh damn landed right on top of one

ohhh i can see several more way in the distance...FAR too tempting and also they're in the wrong direction, i gotta book it right now lol before i can look around anymore

ok, down the new chasm, already see a lightroot in the correct direction. i'm coming for his ass

i forgot what it was like when the depths was truly dark. i see lightroots in every direction bc ive never been anywhere close to here. crazy.

man i seriously need to trade in some poes. i've got over 900

MINER'S MASK!!!! cool..............

at least you can use mineru to walk over gloom. i'd be bummed if she wasn't good for SOMETHING

oh hey i can go over 999 poes! what a relief...

oh theres the man himself!!!!

GOOD LORD WHAT IS HE RIDING NOW..........it flies AND has wheels. i want one

god this fucking music fucking slaps

i wish i hadnt killed those yiga earlier...i really want to steal one of their planes now lol. i dont wanna build something myself...

i built a rocket platform, but it's kinda one use only :/

A FUCKING CANNON?? LMAOOO

oh my god i'm eating shit!!!

i'm actually having more fun using the spring in this area to fly up, shoot him in slowmo, and then kick his ass lol

incredible. got him again. this is so fun

oh, this about a weapon again...they're usuaing crystalized charges to replenish something for ganondorf...i bet it's the secret stone

this is the most fun i've ever had in my entire life. i love this dude

it's wild though. same fight, different music, it might feel less fun? score has such an impact...

alright, NEXT UP...the mine under zora's domain. happily i can simply fast travel to this one

SCREEEEAM the super bright headlights are SO good. every time. like those douchebags in the pickups irl

LOLLLLLL I STOLE HIS RIDE!!!!!!

back down he goes. i kinda wish i had done these earlier and spaced them out more...he's a fucking blast. i didn't know there were multiple fights! i figured there was just one rematch and i'd wanna do it near the end/when i got to the gerudo region, lol

oh wow. they found the demon king himself...a bit sinister actually

HEBRA??? oh no.......

oh no wait!!! it's just under rito village, i got that already. whew

a weapon to the demon king...REBORN?? GHIRAHIM??????

i know it's not ghirahim. let a girl dream

omg he's being kinda serious rn...girl...

A MECH????????????

bro. i could be doing a mech fight rn. im not gonna bc i dont like riding the mech but i COULD BE.

WHAT THE FUCJ KIND OF LASERBEAMS ARE THOSE LOL

he put up a shield. guess i have to summon mineru to knock him into the electrified fence...tho i wonder what would happen if you had got this far and didn't have her?!

GOT HIS ASS!

oh man i miss these fights already. soooo fucking good and fun

k......kohga rocket???

OMFG LMAOOOOO I LOVE THIS

TEAM ROCKET IS LITERALLY BLASTING OFF AGAIN,. INCREDIBLE 10/10

ok truly. stellar work. he went down a hole last time and up a hole this time. sorry for saying hole like that

(for some reason i had to break here. apparently there is now a 4096 character limit on text blocks???)

ugh sexy i got so many crystalized charges for doing this...i have GOT to upgrade my battery

nice, i FINALLY started on my second battery meter

swinging by lookout landing to talk to the poe statue but i'm NOT talking to purah. i'm not ready for all that yet

ok. now im gonna see if i can grab a few more hudson signs before bed, so tomorrow i can get right to it...

frankly, i'm not fucking around. i'd love to explore the desert properly someday but for now i'm just gonna fly there with the bike

both desert signs done! man, i didn't even hit the nearby cave but i got shit to do. one more thing before i leave the desert, though...i wanted to see the corner of the world <3 where the great fairy used to be lol

great skeleton CAVE? what happened to the skeleton???

oh. there it is. wtf is it doing in here...

all one big room...i can even see the frog from here

apparently there's a korok seed INSIDE this cave?????? that is NOT how that's supposed to work lol

and finally, off to hyrule ridge.......

not a tower or anything really close to this area...i'll start at lindor's brow and do the best i can

first one: mt rhoam!! easy to get to from the tower. i'll glide for the next and then maybe bust out the bike

this second one i was most worried abt because its near ACTUAL hyrule ridge which contains Hands. but irony of ironies when i got close i'd already done it early on and never marked it!! two left...

god it feels sacrilegious not to stop for some of these seeds lol. DIRECT PATH ONLY.........

lol i'm down by tamio river directly under washa's bluff and. the framerate of this river rn. rip

like everything is fine. it's JUST the river

omg omg omg okay LAST ONE.......

it's by a shrine. should i get that one first?? no, i waited too long.....

HE'S ALL OUT OF SIGNS.........................

aww i got some fabric. but more importantly he finally gets to go home...shrine, and then i'm warping to tarrey town to say hi, and THEN going to bed lol

omg its a trick shrine lol. wet thorns

i can't find addison :( he's not where hduson is...don't tell me he's not actually here?!

ok, i googled it, and apparently no matter what he just hangs out at stables?! dude, you should get to go home!!!! i'm gonna go to a stable to find him...dueling peaks stable, of course

lol on googling this btw. i got a theory on reddit that says he's hudson's illegitimate child (head shape, hero worship). hilarious but also sad

aw. wait. wait...

he's standing in the same sign holding pose!! maybe they didn't have time to animate another one lol. or no he definitely stands normally sometimes. they did it for the bit

he's supporting the stable trotters and he doesn't need my help to do it 🥺 im happy for him but he deserves to go home!!!!!!!!

"why are you bothering me"?! AFTER ALL THE GOOD TIMES WE SHARED.....this is so hilariously unsatisfying. this game and completionist quests. i bet the reward for korok seeds is poop just like last time

ok. good grief. im going to BED!!!

tomorrow, the END......................

[skullndaisy]

Pokemon Nuzlocke Roguelike Concept

Ok, so I've kinda had this concept stuck in my head ever since I finished Pokemon Scarlet because I think the newer games have just gotten too easy (unless they always were and kid brain is tricking me) and I believe that Gamefreak should make games for the demographic that grew up with them too~

<Long Post Ahead>

(and art lol)

ALRIGHT SO, I've already rambled about this shit to two different people (love u @donuts4evry1) because I think it would be so fun.

It would have to be the first adult-oriented pokemon game, thus the adult trainers, since I doubt kids would have a good time seeing Pikachu die (we are going to ignore the movies rq).

The Roguelike aspect is kind of like a battle tower in concept- with its nonstop battles, getting more difficult as it continues. The setting as I imagined it would be a hostile island with aggressive pokemon and even more aggressive stranded trainers after a plane crash.

I haven't named the two protagonists yet! Since this roguelike is also story-based regardless of each reset (kinda like Hades) I feel like they should have their own identities and be less constructed by the player (which feels blasphemous but I like having protags with personality, even if they are silent the whole time.)

They were on a plane headed to the Kanto region until their plane crashed on an isolated island in the middle of nowhere. All the people inside survived, but it quickly turned to chaos when they realized help would not be coming as fast as they hoped. V Lord of the Flies. The protagonists weren't initially pokemon trainers, for their own tragic reasons I guess lol, but they realized the only way they could survive was to become one. Their goal and sole purpose are to find any means of escape. I have yet to decide by what means they can escape.

As for gameplay concepts....

Each room the player enters has one of three:

Encounter room which is filled with wild pokemon, loot, and areas without tall grass so you can heal up/bond with your pokemon (which I will get into later).

The battle rooms where you have to clear out a certain amount of trainers without losing your pokemon (Also double battles, where the other protagonists joins your battles for a temporary amount of rooms.).

And then ofc boss rooms with high-level strong asf pokemon that you could battle for EXP or catch- or just a particularly difficult trainer battle, kinda like a gym leader. Once you encounter these, you are headed to the next part of the map. The end goal is to find

When it comes to getting attached to pokemon, you have to name each one you catch, typical Nuzlocke rules. You also have to find medical equipment in each room since Nurse Joy ain't on the island- which leads to a heal-up minigame!! You can also feed them and pet them!! Because fuck you Gamefreak!! The more you care for the pokemon you catch the more EXP it could potentially gain with each battle, also all the friendship perks regular pokemon games have.

Encounter rooms are tailored to have similarly leveled pokemon to your team, and a very limited amount spawn, and it's completely randomized. You have the choice to either grind up your current team or catch more. You also have to release pokemon you no longer want since you don't have a box system, which ofc will be emotional and 100% should have a sad pokemon staring at you as you release it. (like Nintendogs when ur puppy stares at you dejectedly as you delete its existence, shit was traumatic.)

As for the elephant in the room; yeah pokemon will die to mirror the Nuzlocke concept. Oh, also each dead pokemon has a cutscene for more insult to injury, gotta make it hurt. Once you lose your last pokemon you have to start at the very beginning. Each run starts with giving you 5-10 pokeballs, randomized effectiveness. Loot can be found in every room and ranges from pokeballs, to healing items, to exp candy, and so on.

SO yeah! This is what I've come up with so far! I have no intention of actually making this game, I don't know the first thing when it comes to being a game dev (haha hi again Donut) but I thought this would be neat to share with y'all. Maybe someone else can give this concept a try? Just let me know if you do!!

Also if you wanna add to the lore or whatever feel free to~