#i am kinda weird out of context huh..

[bittersweet-mojo]

apparently 4 separate co workers of my gf's don't believe I exist. What the fuck is going on

[waywardsalt]

writing down some notes for bellum traits/speculative biology/whatever so here's a couple so far

he's cold blooded but can't die due to extreme temperatures, it just makes it harder for him to function.

amphibious in the sense that he can survive in both water and air, though he doesn't really need to breathe, if anything he mostly interacts with water and air through traversal differences.

he does move like a squid, he can just float around but to move faster he does need to move his tentacles for slight propulsion and steering, and does intake and jet out water or air for some extra speed. he is not literally a squid creature but he is very similar.

he's got little barbs on the undersides of his tentacles (similar to the texture of a cat's tongue) which help with grabbing onto and holding things.

he can pull his main eye down into his body if he wants to use his mouth as... a mouth, or when he creates those little goop things or otherwise to spit out that purple substance.

[inu-jiru]

Jazz's "Apology Tour" ramble

Episode was trash, let's go.

First off, the whole "Fuck Blitzo" party is so stupid to me, like you're telling me this 30-something year old man had intimate relationships with ALL these demons and HE was the sole thing that ruined ALL of them?

And how did Verosika even find out about Stolas? Like I know Ozzie's happened, but how'd she hear about their "breakup" (they weren't together but whatever, show)?

Why the FUCK does Verosika care about Stolas being an uwu sad victim of mean old Blitzo aside from everyone being written to want to huff Stolas' sad boi farts?

Why is no one trying to kill Stolas like in Loo Loo Land, like suddenly we're just cool with the oppressive racist now (who am I kidding, the rank system doesn't exist anymore unless the "meanie supremacist" characters bring it up I guess)?

Don't think I'm trying to be "Blitzo's#1Bitch69" or anything, but Season 2 is just so gross in how they've written him. Either he's the big bully meanie for hating his abuser, or they've had him commit the most out of pocket atrocities (like possibly SAing Stolas since he was technically drunk or the circus incident or the shit he pulled with Verosika because what the fuck kinda trauma makes you steal someone credit card for horse riding lessons???) that they just gloss over because fuck having Blitzo actually progress normally or Stolas taking actual responsibility for his own actions, let's just speed through everything so it's back to Stolitz City, don't think about the implications. I just can't stand itttt, I still like and pity Blitz to an extent but his writing is killing meeee

Stolas, stop whimpering about being wanted YOU HAVE A KID WHO HAS STILL NOT APPEARED SINCE SEEING STARS WHERE IS SHE?

Am I really hearing that people are hating the dude flirting with Stolas like come on yall STOLITZ IS NOT OFFICIAL YET CHILL

I've honestly started skipping through episodes, like I can't fucking listen to "WAHHHHH BLITZO I WANT YOU TO WANT ME" for the millionth time, I wish this episode could've just been Blitzo and Verosika facing their issues or something I just don't wanna see this owl loser act like a victim anymoreeee

Man really said "when have I ever been condescending?" SEASON ONE???? How about every time you grab his face and call him out of his name and watch him be shot at while demanding he come over one a month? Oh, but when Blitz starts doing it back it's "Oh I'm uncomfortable ooOoOoo stop it Blitz hnnghhh I don't like it :C :C :C", like whatever man.

The Striker comment was dumb and wrong but that's because Stolas is dumb and wrong

Honestly I feel like I'm repeating the same points I and others have made in the past so all imma say is, I hope Octavia and Stella are enjoying their off-screen and better written adventures together. I'm gonna draw some AU stuff now to give my eyes something better to look at.

OH I forgot to talk about Verosika, uh, she was there? I honestly think she should just get over herself at this point, idk when she and Blitz broke up but what the fuck is it about this clown that she was so enamored over where she's this hurt? I can get being mad about her credit card and Blitz being a lazy partner but if that's the case, I fail to see how they got to a point where she got his name tatted on her arm. Idk it's weird

The Mayweather shit or whatever her name is was pointless and made no sense, like "I want you to kill this woman who made me attempt to kill her and myself but now we're dating" like? Hey Vivzie if yall can callback to that why can't yall call back to Stolas being a creep huh?

EDIT: They really made that fuckass "it's hell" excuse canon, huh? Like, it doesn't even make sense in the context of Blitz saying that, like people say "it's hell" because Biblically speaking, it's where those who truly oppose God in order to live a life of wickedness go as just punishment. Blitz the equivalent of a regular guy in Hell unlike the Hazbin characters, he shouldn't understand that there's a better alternative to Hell because he's not human and never had any opportunity to learn about Heaven or God (unless it's just in their DNA or something idk who knows with this show)

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 408: Orphaned Cryptid to Billionaire Supervillain

Previously on BnHA: HE WAS BORN AN ARROGANT BABY.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi decides he’s going to cover the rest of the AFO/OFA saga in the span of just seven pages, the majority of which are mostly just filled with lovingly detailed closeups of AFO and Kudou’s eyes. Back in the present day, Kid For One takes a couple of seconds to trample the last of the “Kacchan is OFA II or is related to OFA II” theories into the dust, and is then all “fuck it, I’ll just take him out with one last spectacularly grotesque supermove.” Kacchan is all “lol you fucking dipshit”, and he says it with such confidence that it truly makes me believe he can defeat AFO’s “ALL THE QUIRKS EVER!!” attack with his piddly little exploding bloodsweat quirk. AND IT WILL BE A SIGHT TO SEE.

interesting!

Yoichi’s name btw is written with the kanji 与 which means “bestow” or “give”, and 一 which means “one.” so basically “one who gives”, which is fitting as the creator of OFA, but also fits in with this new context of being the first “possession” bestowed upon AFO

oh yes and also AFO I guess has just torn his brother to shreds or something too. idk. I’m going to be honest with you guys, this panel has such a surreal vibe that I just sat here blinking stupidly at it and wasn’t even shocked or anything. like what. is he dreaming this?? or did he really just make a “STOP! IN THE NAAAAME OF LOVE” gesture and in doing so remove half of his brother’s jaw

ewww

idk what’s wrong with me today guys. AFO just disintegrated Yoichi, and Kudou and and OFA Tres (who apparently still doesn’t have a name???? freaking Kudou got named before you??) are literally RIGHT THERE and presumably horrified, and all I can think about is how fucking gross it is that they’re all hanging out in a fucking sewer

oh shit y’all it’s about to go down

he can’t kill Kudou right off the bat can he? does Kudou even know he has OFA yet? are we going to see him transfer it to OFA III? I’m so fucking excited omg

LOL WHAT

“weirdly matte” omg. so apparently he’s like All Might, where the “he’s just drawn differently” thing is something people actually acknowledge in-story. “yeah he actually has no pupils. that’s a real thing. technically that should mean he can’t see since pupils are what let light into your eyes, but don’t worry about that part. just know that his eyes canonically look weird to the story people as well, and everyone is creeped out by it, not just you”

yeah he’s actually blind

so he literally can’t see outside himself. way to lay those metaphors on thick, Horikoshi

(ETA: this is my “just in case my impeccably dry wit doesn’t translate well across the internet” ETA to assure everyone I know he’s not actually blind lol.)

now we’re cutting to some random city where AFO is broodingly staring at Yoichi’s severed hand because he’s perfected the art of always doing incredibly unsettling things

I cannot believe the fucking hands thing has an actual origin story. of course it does. this man has never done a single hinged thing in his life. it’s all unhinged or bust. am I talking about AFO or Horikoshi? YOU DECIDE

he’s sitting at a table with a bottle of wine holding his dead brother’s embalmed severed limb and thinking about fucking quirk shit

so your transformation from Orphaned Cryptid to Billionaire Supervillain happened almost completely offscreen huh. I’m kinda disappointed, ngl. I could have read a few more chapters about that. maybe a spinoff miniseries

WAIT WHAT

are you serious. we finally get a panel that’s INCREDIBLY RELEVANT to pretty much ALL OF MY BNHA THEORIES, only for that same panel to contradict itself ONE SPEECH BUBBLE LATER?? so what is the truth???

omg omg omg

so many fucking questions, omg. what the hell does “through research” even mean. how did he confirm Yoichi’s quirklessness, and why did he later change his mind? how the fuck can Yoichi have a quirk factor and yet not have an actual quirk. “it was just so weak it didn’t count or something I guess” okay??? how much of this is unreliable narrator vs. the word of god? how is it we’re getting so many answers and yet all I have is more fucking questions you guys

BRUE?CE?CEE??!

bruce

Kudou is so goddamned hot. I hope you washed the hell out of that arm wound after getting it all covered in sewage you stupid sexy man

I can’t get over Three’s name. “idk if anyone noticed, but it’s kind of a subtle homage to another very famous superhero” Horikoshi your nap wasn’t long enough, please go home

also love how Bruce is talking shit about OFA being a puny loser quirk for wimps. how the fuck do they even know what’s going on, anyway? was there a tutorial???

oh you just had a feeling huh??? that it was “something like this”, huh??? how is it that I, who knows all about OFA because I’m from the future and have read 408 chapters of this nonsense, am somehow still less in the know than this handsome clown who doesn’t know shit but just “had a feeling”

(ETA: while editing this post I noted that Bruce is sitting in front of a computer in what seems to be some sort of medical lab, so maybe they ran some tests or something? except that only makes me more confused, because it implies they didn’t actually figure out OFA’s workings via convenient plot instincts. so then how the fuck did they figure out the transfer process?? questions)

meanwhile AFO is sitting in the panel next to him whining about how someone stole Yoichi’s quirk. excuse you. he did not steal it. it was in fact a gift

these flashbacks are all jumbled up and it’s unexpectedly fun to read, but also really chaotic

I guess he’s talking to Kudou on the right and AFO on the left

so many intense closeups of eyes in this chapter oh my goodness

Horikoshi even drew the individual goddamn eyelashes. this looks like the margins of someone’s notebook from when they were really bored in middle school

oh my god the information overload!!!

so much for AFO actually feeling emotions lol. or is he just lying to himself about why he cried. that delicious ambiguity

so we don’t even get a flashback explaining how the transfer actually happened?? to either Kudou OR my beloved Bruce?? goddamn you Horikoshi. omg I would seriously kill for more of this. make a movie about it. I want the OFA origin story prequel movie damn it

I like how AFO just sits there on a throne holding court with a single tiki torch beside him for aesthetic reasons

I can’t quite figure out how he killed Banjou and I’m not sure I really want to know. it looks very violent

friendly reminder that Shinomori is Sir Not Appearing In This Flashback because he’s the only OFA user who died of natural causes! good for you Shinomori. En probably wishes he was more like you

poor En

was Nana just taking a stroll or something one day and stumbled across this epic fight with the evilest man on the planet vs some kid in a trenchcoat, and then the poor kid got bisected and he looked at her and he was all “please eat my hair” and she was just like “ok”?

OH WOW

what a transition omg

LOLLLLLLLL

you know, part of me always wondered how All Might was so certain he’d killed AFO that he apparently never bothered to confirm it. but looking at this panel now, I can understand

fjjfdzjgf

he’s sweating so much. like “okay yeah he punched the top of his face off, this is pretty bad but I’LL DO MY BEST”

BACK TO THE PRESENT DAY AWW SHUCKS

so let’s recap. over on Kacchan’s side we have “GOTTA USE THE PAIN TO WIN!!!” haha ouch. and then over here on KFO’s side we have. whatever the fuck we just experienced over these past two chapters. so basically it’s a battle between the two most deranged characters in the entire series. glorious sweet chaos

DSFJKSLDKGJL he’s now trying to figure out how the fuck they look so much alike and whether they’re actually related

“no, that can’t be it. so then maybe... this kid grows up and then somehow travels back in time...?!” HE’S JUST LIKE US FR

so now he’s saying it’s because Kacchan didn’t have character development yet the last time, but now that he does his eyes are all Full Of Determination just like Kudou’s and so we’ve basically come full circle!

transcended WHAT? :O :D :D omg I’m kidding you guys please don’t hurt me

lol

actually the more we learn about Kudou the less I personally see the resemblance now lol. because Kudou seems so calm and collected, but Kacchan is just... [gestures to literally everything about Kacchan]

so AFO’s trying to strategize, but he can’t warp Kacchan away because the only available targets are too close and he’s still got that SUPERSPEED, BOYO so it wouldn’t make a difference. lol but if you kept doing it repeatedly it might be kind of funny though

and he can’t keep fighting him either because he’s getting his ass whooped and it’s speeding up his de-aging or whatever. well you could just give up then I guess. your call, AFO

oh was that your plan?

spoiler alert for me lol. but it’s not exactly shocking or anything since he’s dying, guess he wants to abandon ship

(ETA: just FYI for anyone reading this who’s not familiar with my dumbassery, I have currently only read chapters 1 through 374 at this point in time, before skipping ahead to 403 because Kacchan came back and I lost all willpower. I am working on catching up with the rest!)

oh so now you did come up with a strategy?

lmao what the FUCK

how much of this is going to be clearer to me once I finish the chapters that I missed, and how much of it is just plain old “nope this is all brand new zero-context BnHA bullshit” lol. this looks like every single quirk AFO ever absorbed combined into one gigantic horrifying blob that forced Horikoshi to take an extra week just to draw it

oh my god!?

Kacchan hovering there bravely facing all this is giving me Gandalf “you shall not pass” vibes and I’m LIVING FOR IT

so either AFO is going to kill Kacchan for the second time right here and now, or he’s going to fail and turn back into a squishy evil baby fdslfjkls

love how All Might is all “DODGE IT YOUNG BAKUGOU!” thanks for the warning, champ. doing his part

more exploding bloodsweat closeups. are these just going to be a mainstay of Kacchan fights from now on

“are you stupid?”, when faced with [gestures to the entirety of the previous page], is possibly the best line ever uttered by anyone in the series. even better than the polite “coming through” uttered only seconds before it

ah man. you love to see it. he literally doesn’t even care. HE ALREADY DIED ONCE TODAY, AND IT CLUED HIM IN TO THE FACT THAT HE’S A MAIN CHARACTER AND ACTUALLY IMMUNE TO DEATH. sorry AFO it’s curtains for you. CURTAINS

[sammy8d257]

Did you know that in a recent video Alan made with DJ he confirmed that TSC, Green, Yellow, Red and Blue are around the ages of 10 to 12 years old. He also said that they are just really smart children. I really like that they just young kids, makes their mannerisms and child like behavior make more sense.

Hmmm... okay, I want to preface with saying that I'm happy you find joy in headcanoning the Color Gang to be 10 to 12 year olds. I'm glad you like thinking they're kids.

BUT

I've seen a lot of people use that clip of Alan saying they're 10 to 12 year old kids as canon. And like, frankly, I don't see how it can be.

(Goddamn, this is long as hell. Click on the "Keep Reading" if you want to see my entire rant but

TLDR;

It's fine if you see the Color Gang as kids in the range of 10 - 12, more power to you, but I don't see it as canon because it doesn't make sense to me and I personally can't relate to them. So I see them as young adults. )

First off, I honestly don't trust anything Alan has to say when it comes to what is or is not canon to the videos because Alan has said via his Members discord that there isn't any concrete "lore" for the characters and the world aside from a paragraph of personality traits for the Color Gang. While I myself, am not in the Discord, I have a friend who sometimes talks about stuff in there with me. A lot of the things story and lore things he and the team make up as they go. He will just say stuff without really considering previously establish canon.

(Trust me, I know. I've spent so much brainpower trying to connect the stick figure world together in a cohesive manner, its not even funny anymore aldkglsjsgs /lh)

No knock to Alan and his Team though. I understand that AvA/M is an on-going series with SO MANY videos to keep track of. It'd be hard to keep everything inline with lore if you don't have a dedicated keeper of it. But that's the reason why I take anything Alan says outside of the animations themselves, with a grain of salt.

SECONDLY,

Let's break down this "canon" scene shall we?

Actually, lets start a little bit before the scene, so everyone can get some context:

( https://youtu.be/Oz5mDcDK9I4?t=4668 )

The scene is Purple going off with King, to which DJ says:

DJ, voicing over King: Come on son, let's go

DJ, voicing over Purple: Bye guys! I'm gonna go hangout with my adopted dad. I'm 32.

[Alan and DJ laugh]

Alan: Maybe he is.

DJ: That'd be so weird if you find out all the characters are like in their 30s. [more laughs]

Alan: Yeah even though the internet hasn't been around that long.

DJ: Yeah, that's true. How old are they, like since their creation, I guess?

Alan: Huh, good question. ... 14?

DJ: 15? No...

Alan: Probably like 10, 12, 13,

DJ: Yeah, yeah. Which is cool because I feel like they act around then

[Alan laughs]

Alan: Yeah, they're just very smart children.

[END SCENE]

Just reading this, it looks like Alan confirmed that they're 10-13 year olds right?

Yeah if you ONLY look at this and not take into account the joking and non-serious tone both Alan and DJ had throughout this entire conversation. They like joking around and saying things. That's kinda their whole thing during their reacts. Alan is a more dead-pan but he was definitely making a lighthearted joke or comment playing off of the statement of them being 10.

Actually, lets go look at the question leading up to this.

"How old are they, like since their CREATION, I guess?"

Since their creation. AvA 4 is the video where Second and RYGB were first introduced and can serve as their creation date (assuming we're not taking about lore because while AvA 4 is Second's creation date, I'd argue the Stick Fighters were created prior and would in fact be older). AvA 4 premiered in 2014

Which is almost 10 years ago.

There is a high likelihood that both Alan and DJ were using the upload date of AvA 4 as the Color Gang's "creation date".

And if you want to headcanon a stick figure's age is how many years since their creation date, then more power to you.

To me that makes no sense because then that'd mean King is 2 years old. (AvM Parkour released April, 2021) Which is insane. alskdjglsjglsgd

I much prefer the idea that stick figures are created with an age in mind (baring the born stick figures like Purple).

And yeah, maybe Alan "intended" to make the Color Gang 10-13 year olds, but as I stated above, with how joking Alan and DJ were while discussing it plus Alan's whole thing about making things up as they go, I don't really believe it.

ALSO

Not to get too personal, but I just want to address something that's been bothering me with this whole thing.

The idea that because the Color Gang act childish = being children.

Because the sticks are heavily neurodivergent-coded

And as someone who is also neurodivergent, can act childish, see aspects of themself in these sticks, and is an ADULT.

Saying that people who act like this are children??

FUCKING SUCKS

Now I know, DJ, Alan, and probably even yourself Anon, don't mean any harm when you say the sticks act like children so they must be children.

But there is a LONG history of neurodivergent people getting infantilized because they display more "childish" behaviors like stimming or hyperfixating on specific topics.

So for at least me, someone who headcanons the Stick Figures as young adults, this who "age discourse" feels icky to me.

Plus, I personally can't relate to kids because I myself, am an adult. It's easier for me to relate to characters around my age range.

Listen, this rant is getting too long but here's the long and the short of it

There is nothing wrong with headcanoning the sticks as kids if that's what you want to believe that it's canon,

But it just ain't for me.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

for funsies and because the Writing Motivation gripped me, here's a snippet of a modern human au scene. no-context edition. it's unedited and also its 1 am, so if it's a lil wonky take pity on me <3 im just a lil guy <3

~

“It’s addressed to one, uh, Wally Darlin' -”

“That’s me.”

“Oh, is it? Great! I was hopin’ I wouldn’t have to return it. Good thing I carried it with me, huh? Y’know, funny thing - your last name kinda reminds me of mine.”

Wally takes the offered letter. “It does?” 

“Yessir! It’s not often you meet a Darling, let alone a Dear-”

“Eddie Dear!” Wally says, his eyes widening and his smile growing. 

Eddie blinks. He checks his shirt to see if a nametag manifested. There isn’t one. “How’d you know my name? Is - is this a prank? Am I being filmed?”

“Ha, no, silly. I knew you looked familiar. It was bothering me,” Wally says, looking completely unbothered. “We went to high school together.”

“High… school?” Eddie frowns, wracking his brain. “But I don’t… oh. Oh! You’re the funny lil’ fella who hung with the weird kids!”

Eddie slaps a hand over his mouth as soon as the words spill out of his mouth, blanching. He stares at Wally in horror, waiting for the smile to sour. Why did he have to go and open his big, stupid-

“Ha ha ha, ha ha” Wally enunciates, his smile turning into a grin. He points at himself, eyes narrowed with mirth. “That’s me. I’m happy you remembered! I was starting to think you didn’t.”

“I almost didn’t,” Eddie says. He slowly drops his hand, relieved beyond words that Wally didn’t take his words as a slight. They weren’t. “You seemed familiar as well, I just couldn’t quite put my finger on it.”

“Luckily, now we both have. It’s nice to see you again. How have you been?”

“I’ve been… well enough, I suppose.” Eddie carefully swallows the word vomit rising in his throat. 

He doesn’t have time to catch up with Wally, as much as he’d like to sit down and chat. Or maybe he wants to hightail it out of here… the mortification is blending so strangely with this awkward reunion and Eddie’s own past issues rekindling. Eddie’s tempted to just sit down and hold his head in his hands until his mind stops spinning. 

Wally hums. “Would you like to come back later to tell me more? It’s been a very long time, Eddie.”

“It has, and I’d like that very much, but… I’m not sure. I’ve got a packed schedule, Mr. Darling.”

“Call me Wally,” Wally says immediately. A strange sharpness underlies his tone.

“Wally,” Eddie corrects. “But it was awfully wonderful to see you again.”

“I agree. Maybe I’ll see you again tomorrow?”

Only the endearing uptick to the sentence tips Eddie off to it being a question. He adjusts his hat. “I can’t say for sure. I got a late start today, but my job doesn’t really offer a reliable timetable. It all depends on what I got to deliver, you know?”

“No,” Wally says. “But I can imagine.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I hope we do run into each other again! I’m just real busy.”

Wally nods. “I understand.”

Eddie nods back. They stand in awkward silence for a beat too long, though Wally seems perfectly comfortable with the quiet. And the prolonged eye-contact. 

“Well.” Eddie clears his throat and takes a step back, preparing to say goodbye. 

Naturally, his foot misses the step and he falls backwards. Wally’s eyes widen and he lunges forward, but Eddie twists and manages to turn the fall into a jarring stumble. He staggers halfway down the path before losing momentum.

“Hoo, that was a close one!” Eddie readjusts his hat and huffs, putting his hands on his hips. “That would’ve been a nasty fall, let me tell ya.”

“Please watch where you’re going,” Wally says, standing halfway down the steps. His cat is still where it was told to sit. The brief glimpse of surprise Eddie caught has been replaced by that sleepy, neutral expression. Eddie wonders if he even saw it. 

“Don’t worry, I’m pretty talented at survivin’ tough tumbles,” Eddie laughs. “I’ll get to my truck in one piece - it was nice seein’ you again, Mr. Darli- Wally.”

Wally holds up his letter. “We’ll see you around.”

He says it like a promise. Or a threat?

Eddie smiles and tips his hat before leaving, struggling to keep his pace casual. He nearly throws himself into the truck and slumps into his seat with no small amount of relief. He grips the steering wheel and rests his forehead against it.

[lucius-morningstar]

Don't wanna talk about it.

ITime for my boy to get a little scarred, but it's okay.. Right? ---- Husk: Well if it isn't the Prince gracing us with his presence, woah. What happened to you. Lucius: Nothing, give me a drink. The strongest thing you got. Angel: What's up with you. Lucius: Again, don't want to talk about it. Angel: Can I guess. Lucius: No. Angel: Imma guess anyway. You see someone get impaled. Lucius: ... Angel: Hmm, see a cannibal orgy. Lucius: .... Angel: You witness Alastor dancing with a deer corpse. Lucius: No. Husk: See someone get eaten alive? Lucius: *Gags* Shut up and give me a drink. Angel: Huh, that's weird. I feel like for someone whose eaten an eye ball or two you'd be use to something like that by now. Lucius: Ugh.. Can we please just drop it Please. I will pay you both to not bring this up anymore. Angel: Ooh it's that bad. Husk: Now you got me curious. Lucius: You ever hear what happens to curious cats Husk. It gets cats killed. Angel: Ooh but satisfaction brings em back don't it. Husk: Pass. Angel: Rude.. So, now we have an idea of what. But maybe it's the context and not just the visual. Lucius: I will fuck you if you drop this please. Angel: See now for once I don't wanna get fucked, only cause it has to be that bad for you to not want to talk about it. Husk: ..Is this a familial thing? Lucius: No. Angel: Tone says otherwise so yes. let's see. Let's get the clues together. It's a familial area and it has to do with someone getting eaten a-..No fuckin way. Lucius: *Groans* Please just give me a drink. Angel: *Grins* Seen Vaggie munching your sisters carpet. Lucius: OH for the love of everything holy and evil in this world. Please fucking drop it! Angel: Are you fuckin kiddin, not every day I get to poke at something that bugs you this bad. How'd you even find them in that position. I took your sister and Vaggie for prudes. Lucius: I'm not answering this, It's bad enough i have the mental image in my head. I am not talking further on it. Husk: We're they in their room because that's the only way I can't see you walking in on them. Angel: By the look on his face I'd say he entered without permission. Lucius: I was half asleep, in the middle of some fucked up nightmare, heard her scream and panicked okay. That's it. Angel: ... Husk: .... Angel: So it was the climax of your dre- *He quickly ducks as a glass goes flying past his head.* Lucius: Shut the fuck up! Angel: *laughs* Oh my fucking god, this is just rich. Husk: It is kind of funny. Lucius: Well I'm glad you two are so amused by all this! Husk: I mean yeah kind of not as much as you'd think though. Angel: I'm super amused. Lucius: Don't tell me you would find it so funny if it we're your sister. Angel: Ah-.. No I wouldn't actually. Lucius: Exactly, now shut the fuck up. This night can't get anyworse. Charlie: Lucius! Lucius: Oh fuck no, can't face her right now. Don't let her know I was here! *he doesn't really wait for an answer before he bolts.* Charlie: Ugh.. Lucius come on we need to talk about this. Angel: Hey Toots. Charlie: Have you guys seen my brother he um-.. We need to talk about something and he's kind of avoiding me. Husk: He just left. Charlie: *Sighs* Of course he did. Angel: ..So she knows what buttons to push- Charlie: I am not talking about this with you, I'm surprised he even told you two. Angel: To be fair we kinda tortured it out of him. It was too funny not too. Charlie: Ugh.. You two are just too much right now. I am going to have to try and talk to him tomorrow. Goodnight both of you and please don't let this spread around more. Husk: It won't. Angel: Night Charlie. Husk: ... Angel: So we're talling everyone right. Husk: I'm not, but I can't stop you. Angel: I am so going to tease the fuck outta dem tomorrow.

[indigos-stardust]

As someone who lives near the ocean I am very interested in this one:

Where the Tide Meets the Brittle Sand/ It Stings, doesn't it?

B)

Ok! so basically for the four swords links I tend to use analogies that associate them with their elements <3 This one is about Blue and Vio finally coming to an in-between place?

For some context they were kinda growing more and more hostile for a few weeks (COUGH triggering/hurting each other's feelings COUGH) for some different reasons (theres layers to it-) ~~~ and then they uh-

They mightve ended up in a physical fight- Someone might've bitten someone else and Shadow MIGHT be ecstatic about it- And Reds favorite mug was definitely broken- And someone might throw a giant heavy textbook at the others head to 'teach them a lesson 'because they 'NEVER READ HOW TO NOT BE A D**K APPARENTLY'

ANYWAYS-

some stuff happens with red and blue, and green and vio... blue starts to realize "huh wait he HAS feelings???"<3

Vio has a cute little breakdown in the library alone after a bad conversation with green and then... Blue walks in, stares for two full minutes and is just like uhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hiiiiiii ... Uh, sorrryyyy?

And vio is like You didn't see anything

Blue: But I- But I did??

And its so weird for blue because vio is supposed to be condescending and weird and distant and overly logical and stupidly right about everything and oh so smart and well put together not-

whatever that was 0-0

Vio tries to, oh so logically explain why actually Blue should be mad at him and thats okay because he deserves it (as though he didn't spend the last week giving everyone the silent treatment with the stubborness of an ACTUAL TODDLER) and then Blues just listening and he's like

ayyo??? does this guy??? hate himself??? Anyways our wonderful touch starved vio ends up passed out in blues arms, and blues big brother mode has awakened. Red thought it was VERY cute much to blues chagrin <3

Then green walked in loud as hell and RUINED THE MOMENT THANKS A LOT GREEN

anyways if you want the dramatic, emotional, and more detailed notes on this scene let me know lol, its like a half baked halfwritten thing that made me explode in my mind

Because even though they're finally reconciling (and realizing that they literally hurt each other's feelings ☠️ they're so dumb istg) they're alot of bitter realizations on both ends about how they treated each other. They finally meet, but the wounds are still fresh and it still hurts to make that first contact

[cloudy-zephyr]

Aizawa + age regressor! Reader headcanons (gender neutral as always!!)

So…. I’m nervous posting this one. It could either be very well received or I could be horribly harassed, so I’ll educate you guys some.

What is age regression? Age regression (agere) is when someone, due to trauma, reverts to a mental state and age of a child; usually the age before the childhood trauma was experienced. It is completely SFW and in no way will I tolerate any sexual/ rude comments. You can be mean under any other post of mine, but I will not tolerate any form of hate under this post. My page is a safe space for everyone, I intend to keep it that way and will not hesitate to block anyone I see necessary.

You are more than welcome to leave and not read, but if you want to read then welcome!!

Cw: mentions of abuse/trauma, usage of “daddy, dada” in non sexual context, very brief mention of kink ( literally just the work kink like twice), feelings of shame/embarrassment for regressing

- telling shota you regress isn’t something you planned on doing, why would you? It’s embarrassing that you need to act like a toddler to be able to cope with the stress in your life.

- he finds out when he comes home and you’re deep in headspace, he scares you because you know he shouldn’t see you like this and you burst into tears

- he is immediately worried, trying to get answers from you. The thing is, after working with kids and being a pro hero for so many years he knows what he sees when he looks in your eyes, he isn’t angry or disgusted at all.

“Oh… my poor baby got spooked, huh? I’m sorry, little one.”

- you’re confused, expecting him to hurt you like you’re used to, but his soothing voice and calm demeanor has you calming down from your hysterics. All you can do is hold your stuffie and nod.

- after that day, you’re much more open with him. Even giving him names when you’re regressed, that’s how he knows you truly trust him.

“Dada, can you help me pwease?”

“Of course he can, kiddo. What do you need?”

- he takes every new discovery of your headspace in stride, the hour long breakdowns and the very happy days

“Shh,, I’m here angel. Daddy’s got you.”

“Oh look at you! I’m so happy my baby is happy.”

- if you want gear, he gets you gear!!

“You keep looking at that sippy cup/bottle/pacifier, love. If you want it put it in the cart.”

“No, I don’t need it.”

(He sneaks it in the cart, anyways)

- he works with you that it’s okay and normal to regress, and helps you into your headspace

“It’s weird, and you’re gonna judge me and think I’m gross.”

“It’s not weird, I would never think you’re gross for the way you need to cope.”

- he takes you being nonverbal in stride too

*incoherent baby babbles*

“Oh, yeah?? Then what happened? No way. Tell me more, little one”

- in public and start to slip? No worries, he knows how to help you and keep it discreet per your request

“Hmm, how about we go get ice cream. Sound good? Knew it would, hold my hand when crossing the street angel.”

- if you wake up from a nightmare and immediately regress, he’s there to hold and comfort you

“Hey hey,, shhh. It’s okay, they can’t hurt you anymore. Dadas here now, okay? How’s a bottle of warm milk sound, baby”

- hate online is a huge thing regressors face, so what would he do if you’re scrolling through the agere tag and see someone calling a regressor and their caregiver gross and playing into kink??

“Turn that off, no more screen time okay? No no, don’t listen to them. You know what you need, not them. No, love. You aren’t gross or weird. I love you to the moon and back.”

- all in all, he’d be very loving and supportive!!! He would definitely go through a learning curve of what you specifically need, but he’d be such a good caregiver I just know it!!

Remember, if you regress you are soooo valid and loved!! It’s not gross or a kink, and I’m happy you found a healthy way to cope :)

Let me know if you want more of this kinda stuff?? And I am taking requests!! If my asks aren't working (they should be on!!) then just shoot me a dm or comment :)

[mayflysdie]

Long time.~John Price.

{Warnings: language, inaccurate military context, kinda angsty ig?}

-A/N: first time writing about Price- so excuse the mistakes or out of character shiz. this was mean to be shorter.... but I got sucked in. I'm also not used to writing FF. I was thinking about making another part to this. maybe eventual smut?

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Never once did I think I would darn the doors of this place, this.. base.

A chill runs down my spine, the winter breeze flowing through my jacket as if it was a mere fleece blanket.

Slowly, I move forward- the cold chill acts as a form of motivation. With a huff, i readjust the duffle bag over my shoulders.

Chatter greets my ears when I walk through the doors. Loud noises from the mess hall. I find myself internally grimacing at the sound, filled with dread of seeing them again after so many years.

When I enter the room, all chatter dies down. Gazes are turned to me, a few quiet murmurs. I place my duffle bag on a chair against the wall and, slowly turn towards everyone with a smile on my face. “ hello, I’m the new transfer” I greet, earning myself a few half smiles, and half assed greetings.

It’s totally because I’m a girl, isn’t it? These sexist pigs-

My thoughts are cut short when I feel arms wrap around my waist, lifting me into the air- I let out a gasp, hands flying around trying to find purchase, something to hold onto.

“ lass! It’s been far too long” the Scottish accent I know too well greets my ears and I can’t help the fast growing smile on my face.

“ Soapie!” I shout in excitement. He lowers me to the ground and I waste no time in turning around, hugging him. “Still alive, huh? I’m surprised Ghost hasn’t strangled you” I tease.

He chuckles, giving my head a few pats before we both create a respectful distance between us. He looks over my body, brows raised. “ not for a lack of trying on his part lass”. I smile brightly with a laugh, the dread from earlier easing away. “ say, when did you get that nasty shiner on your face? Eh?” He adds, referring to the deep scar that runs across my face. It starts above my right eyelid, running all the way to the mid section of my neck.

I grin with a shrug, “ two years ago. I was captured by the enemy team, tortured for…. Six months I think? I can’t really remember. Some guy didn’t appreciate my sass”.

His mouth gaps at me. “ lass-“ he’s cut off. The British accent making my body still, and suddenly, my mind blank. “Took you long enough to get here, Nyx” his rough voice booms throughout the room with an air of authority.

I smile at the use of my call sign, one he gave me.

He stops only a few inches away from me, his hand instantly going to my hair, ruffling it. My brown eyes peer up at him, respect and admiration shining through them.

“ I missed you too” I pout. I swat his hands away. He gives me a small hidden smile, like he always does.

My heart beats with a ferocious intensity, almost as if it was attempting to escape from my chest, while butterflies flutter around in my stomach. I am transfixed by the azure gaze of his eyes, as they seem to stare into the deepest recesses of my soul, captivating and mesmerizing me completely.

Soap interrupted the moment of us silently gazing at each other, with a sheepish smile, and brought our attention to himself. "Yeah," he began in a low voice, "even though it's kind of like watching a rom-com film here, we still need to tell the girl about the mission." I agreed with a nod and gave him an annoyed glance. What love drama? with a shrug, I chalked it up as Soap being weird, as usual.

Price gives a slight nod before inviting us to join him on his way to the conference room. Ghost trails behind Price while Soap treads, with an expression of amusement, alongside me. I give Soap a perplexed look in response.

"What is that expression?" I whisper, cautiously ensuring that neither Price nor Ghost would notice. Soap shakes his head silently, "Nothing at all, lass". I study him intently, but no matter the case, do not pursue the topic further.

We make it to the conference room and I remain beside Price as we go through the map and associated paperwork. Price's gruff voice reverberates throughout the room.

His gaze shifted to me; his voice low, "Nyx, you are to accompany me. Upon entry to the building, your mission is to discern the location of the computer and gather the information." I studied the map intently, pondering the options before I nodded curtly. "If the floor design is anything to go by," I began, "I'd hypothesize the computer will be situated in the basement. It's more secluded, making it easier to safeguard or rig." Price listened quietly and gave a succinct nod in agreement.

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Price and I leapt from the helicopter, our guns at the ready. We made our way to the building; he taking the lead with me close behind, safeguarding his back silently as we cleared out the first floor of any signs of danger.

An unspoken understanding seemed to cement us together, having had the privilege of being placed on various missions with him over the passing years. With nothing more than a glance, I could pick out his silent commands with ease, never hesitating to follow them without question.

Peering apprehensively into the gloom of the basement, I couldn't help but feel a surge of dread. I had voiced my suspicions to Price as we made our way here; something seemed off. My instinct seldom failed me and, despite myself, I silently wished it would prove wrong this time.

All too soon, our presence was met with a barrage of gunfire from the foes scattered down the corridor. i quickly return fire while finding cover behind a cement piller. Price does the same, sending a look my way. In meticulous detail, we eliminated every man in the passageway. Receiving news of their approaching reinforcement in five minutes, I ventured out from behind the column and peeked into the adjoining chamber, spotting a computer.

Taking care to avoid any surprise booby traps, I walked towards it with Price shadowing me while vigilantly scanning the hallway for any incoming intruders.i set my gun down on the desk, and quickly type away at the computer, gaining access. I plug the USB into the port and watch, as it diligently transfers the files.

Suddenly I hear a loud beeping emanating from the metal doors of the room, and they start closing in on us. Price instantly jumps back in surprise and exclaims,"What the hell?" My eyebrows furrow as I gaze at the now shut door. "i might be able to open them once the files are downloaded". I stare intently at the computer monitor, wishing with all my energy for the download to hurry its progress. Price strides up beside me and provides Ghost with a full account of our predicament. He peers over my shoulder and growls in frustration, "Good grief, it's taking an eternity!"

I steal a glance at him and can't help but snort out a laugh, "Good grief? Who are you, Charlie Brown?" I joke. His expression momentarily clouds over, but a small smirk swiftly follows. "Joking even in a circumstance like this - we could be ambushed by soldiers!" he retorts cynically. I shrug offhandedly as I lean against the desk. "Perhaps, but with you here I'm not fretting," I reply coolly.

He seems to take pause at my words, his eyes flickering towards me. I arch an eyebrow at him in apparent thoughtfulness.

He appears to come to some conclusion, his head tilting to the side as he crosses his arms in front of himself, evidently exhibiting powerful muscles in the action.

“That explains your behaviour on missions around me” he muses, and heat rapidly rises to my face as I glance away.

“I-I’ve known you for a long time, John. I know you won't let me perish, that much can be assured” I respond with slight difficulty, suddenly feeling flustered. “we have each other, ya know? like always”i add. turning back around to face the monitor, i see the download is at 98%, and i silently thank the gods. 

I rap my fingers on the desktop and hastily yank out the USB once the downloading has finished. "Any success getting those doors open, lass?" Soap's voice came over the comms. Exhaling in frustration I hurriedly sift through the computer for something that could unlock the doors but to no avail.

"Negative. Maybe Ghost and you can figure out a way to pop them open from the exterior?". Abandoning the PC, I went on my way to the entrance. Price trailing closely behind. 

I furrow my brow, gazing at the keypad beside the door. Soap's response is a solemn 'we can try' before the communication ceases once more. I bring my finger up to the keypad, hastily tearing away its exterior covering. Revealed are three wires - red, green and black.

“hm, should be the black and green wire, but who knows if they changed the coating on them. could give me one hell of a shock too” i mumble to myself. my fingers fetching the knife on my thigh, i bring it up to the green wire. I can discern Price shuffling behind me, likely with a troubling expression on his face which I can ascertain without having to turn back.

with a deep breath, i cut the green wire. the lights shut off on the door, okay, thats a good sign. anxiety fills my brain as this next wire could be trouble for me. I took a deep look at Price; he too seemed rigid.

"Ah, what the heck!" I exclaim and immediately clip the black wire. An incredible shower of sparks spread around us and a jolt ran through my arm and body as if lightning had struck. i feel a hand on the back of my vest, yanking me back. i fall onto the floor in a heaving mess. shocks roll through my body, and my chest begins to hurt. price crouches beside me, his hand on the front of my vest, his eyes creased in worry. 

I take a couple of moments to get my bearings and I offer Price a slight smile as he assists me to my feet. "That certainly was a shocking experience!" I make light of the situation with a chuckle, although it appears my attempt at humor has gone unappreciated - for he merely regards me with a stern expression.

"You truly concern me, Nyx," he says, stepping away from me with a smirk. I raise my eyebrows in amusement, "If that's the case, then I take that as a compliment," I reply playfully. Quickly, I strut back to the desk and grab my trusty gun before walking back to Price who is intently trying to shove open the heavy metal doors.

“Price and I were met with shuffling on the other side of the doors when we asked the boys if they could open them. They worked together to do the heavy lifting, while I stood back, grinning from ear to ear. After they successfully opened them, I released a breath of relief. 

“Your hair is quite disheveled, lass. you and Cap jump each others bones or what?” As usual Soap has come out with yet another off-the-wall comment. I quickly lift my arm to deliver a blow to him, but Ghost gets there first and I provide him a nod of appreciation. 

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Once we had returned to base, I trailed Price to his office where we thoroughly combed through all the details that were collected on our excursion. Seated on the armrest of his chair, my face came extraordinarily close to his as I bent forward to get a better view while reading.

Price speaks, not averting his gaze from the monitor. "If someone were to see us this close, they might assume something," he states softly. I huff and challenge him with a glance. "And you would care?" His blue eyes meet mine, and a smirk crosses his lips. He turns back to the screen, replying with a hint of emotion, "No, I wouldn't."

I smile, resting my chin on his shoulder.

like I always do.

[edensgaia]

Transcription of Zam and Bacon's yap session:

(Context: Bacon tries to team up with Wemmbu and has a 1v1 with Kaboodle (no one dies). Zam finds him right after Kaboodle logs off for the day)

Bacon: Zam, you know that we're friends.

Zam: Can you explain yourself tho? I would like — I would like you to explain yourself I feel like.

Bacon: I can't really explain myself right now.

Zam:I feel like you can; why are you working with Wemmbu? I feel like you should be able to explain yourself.

Bacon: It's a little more complicated than that.

Zam: No, you're just dodging question. How are you any different from Kaboodle here? The person you were trying to kill. Being influenced by Wemmbu the same way that she was. I don't get it, I'm so confused.

Bacon: I don't know, I guess I'm not [differentfrom Kaboodle].

Zam: Okay.

Bacon: I mean, I don't know.

[Zam sights]

Bacon: I mean what do you think happened here? What do you think — cause I — there's a [Bacon stutters]

Zam: I think that you team up with Wemmbu and decided to jump Spepticle and what happened them, wich is... weird. Odd choice.

Bacon: Why do they think I was even coming to kill them? Well I guess I arrived at the exact same time [overlapping].

Zam: Cause SB saw you go with Wemmbu, so... yeah.

Bacon [while muted in game]: Yooo, Kaboodle raid, what's up Kaboodlers?

[Bacon unmutes in game]

Bacon: Huh, okay.

Zam: Yeah, I've been busy, I had to pull a lot of strings to end up here, hmm.

Bacon: Okay so, wait — So, what do you think is the timeline?

Zam: What do I think is the timeline? I think after our conversation — [Zam is interrupted by Bacon saying something unintelligible] After our conversation in the island I think you and Wemmbu worked together, huhh, came over to this frog light farm and then attacked the innocent people that were building the little frog light farm, which is messed up.

Bacon: Okay.

Zam: Yeah, that's what I think is going on — [overlapping]

Bacon [overlapping]: So what happens next?

Zam [overlapping]: So what's your version of events?

Bacon [overlapping]: But what do you think happened after tho?

Zam [exasperated]: I don't know. I guess you and Wemmbu fight Kab or something, but I guess Wemmbu left, I don't know.

Bacon [laughs]: That's funny tho, isn't it? Isn't that like a funny little timeline.

Zam [overlapping]: You're trying to get my side of the story so you can... what's it called...? [overlapping]

Bacon [overlapping, laughing]: Yeah no, I am.

Zam: ...Lie to me, based on what I known

Bacon: But I don't — Honestly dude, I don't wanna have to try and do all that, cause like, it's kinda silly. At the end of the day, huh, yeah it's kind of impressive that you found me right through that, I'll give that to you.

Zam: Uhum.

Bacon: Uh, so... I'm not gonna lie to you.

Zam: Okay.

[Bacon looks through his inventory and then closes it. They stare at each other in silence for a moment]

Bacon: Do you have an enderchest?

[Zam holds an enderchest in his hand, still silent as he stares at Bacon, but doesn't place it down]

Zam: Would you like to tell the story first or...?

Bacon: Hmm... no.

Zam: If I place this enderchest what happens?

Bacon [talking very slowly/carefully]: I take out an elytra, that I put away.

Zam: And then what?

Bacon: Then I fly away, back to spawn probably.

Zam [also talking very slowl/carefully]: Can you be honest with me here or no...?

Bacon: I am completely being honest with you right now, I don't wanna lie to you so — [overlapping]

Zam: Yeah, okay, okay, so you say you're not gonna lie to me, your gonna — You're gonna do the solid of not lie to me, you're also just gonna tell me nothing.

Bacon: Well, isn't that better than me lying to you tho, don't you — Wouldn't you rather know that you can trust me when I do tell you things

Zam: No! No, I don't — I [laughs] I mean like, I prefer — I'm glad that you're not lying to me, that's, that's definitely better than just lying to me but still like, I don't know, I — This is so annoying, cause I feel like, every single time I get close to like, being able to trust someone, they do some — some shit like this. Every single time.

Bacon: Well, I don't really — [overlapping]

Zam: Like first I did it with Kaboodle, then — and then she — what's it called — she — she immediately worked with Wemmbu to betray and like kill — kill Planet twice and then kill Mid, and then — and now you're doing the exact same thing, and I thought I could trust you, we had a whole conversation about it, and — and now here you are — [overlapping]

Bacon: Why did you think you could trust me like that tho [overlapping]

Zam: Working with Wemmbu, killing people and — what?

Bacon: Like... I don't know. Okay, here's the thing all right, I'm way different from Kaboodle, cause I'm not gonna lie to you.

[Zam is silent for an uncomfortable amount of time]

Bacon [talking slowly]: I'm jus not — [overlapping]

Zam: Are you — [overlapping]

Bacon: — gonna tell you things that you shouldn't know right now.

Zam [annoyed]: That's so stupid. So are you working with Wemmbu, yes or no, answer me this question.

Bacon: I think you already know the answer.

Zam [after a moment of silence]: Why!?

Bacon: Well, I don't want spawn to get blow up, right?

[Silence]

Bacon: I can tell you confidently, you will not see spawn be blow up anytime soon, or Mapicc's castle for that matter.

Zam: And why's that?

[Silence]

Bacon: I — I don't know, I was just telling you what I know.

[Silence]

Bacon: Isn't that a good thing, aren't you happy about that?

Zam: But like how are you — what are you doing to make that happen, I don't get it.

Bacon: Honestly, not that much, but I'm — telling you.

[Long, uncomfortable silence]

Zam: Everyone in this server loves speaking in riddles bro.

Bacon: I'm not speaking in riddles, Im just — [overlapping]

Zam [overlapping]: You are.

Bacon [overlapping]: — literally telling you the truth.

Zam [overlapping]: You are [speaking in riddles].

Bacon [overlapping]: I was not telling you a lie.

[Silence]

Zam: Whatever bro [puts down an enderchest].

Bacon: Thank you [opens the enderchest].

[lordofdragos]

THIRD MASSIVE TEXT POST

THEY JUST KEEP GETTING LONGER OH MAN I HAVE MADE A MISTAKE Warning for people, this is about In Stars and Time an absolutely wonderful game that you should not spoil yourself on!! That is the warning do not look below!!

hahaha....

Very Understandable

I can't believe the King teabagged me like a Halo 3 player on XBOX live 13 years ago

another memory huh? Oh this one is useless I already replay the entire game everytime anyway

Mmmm kinda thought that might start act 3 I did already predict I'd be here a long time Should I have guessed longer...?

YEAH FISHING

uH? I look at the coin in my inventory I think about the huh?

THE MUSIC IS GONE AGAIN I HATE THAT

Sif asks if Loop wants everything frozen in time and... Sometimes...? Not what I was expecting

SIF ANGY

Wait a minute sharpen the keyknife? There was like a sharpening stone somewhere? First floor? I think yeah

UM THIS IS A THOUGHT RIGHT IM NOT JUST GONNA SAY THAT RIGHT OK COOL

Ok actually the what? Have I been in a library? Is that down one of the tear ways I've never gone? Or is it that room with the weird wall that I notice but can't do anything with CURSE MY MEMORY ITS BEEN THREE HOURS ALREADY??? ITS MIDNIGHT??? (This doesn't actually affect me I'm a night owl just huh when did the passage of time do the time)

Glad literally no one comments on Sif picking up the sharpening stone I guess everyone has the context that Bonnie skipped the previous one across the river or something but still I thought someone would say something

The card being the star gives me anxiety

Ok real talk for a second I cannot express enough This game I am so PETRIFIED of playing more how SCARED I am of getting to worse mindbreaks when our poor boy looks like that ^

Just constantly feeling like this Eating Sleeping Even playing other games multiplayer with friends I CAN'T GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD

Back to the game! Isn't this uh Mirabelle's roommate?

She has a point when saying "Oh so now I want to look at something" ...wonder why she is interested in checked out books though?

Ok I know this is a shield but like She is gonna destroy me Ah its highly volatile huh

Oh I'm fine Also AWWW

EVERYONE EVERYONE IM BEING ASSAULTED BY A PRETEEN PLEASE ADVISE

Bro I- I can't say that look at her I can't

GUYS THE CARROT SLICE BONNIE GAVE US AT THE BEGINNING THIS IS IT IM RIGHT ARENT I IM NOT CRAZY

Odile for the first time what the hell I'm gonna strangle you tell me

You and me both Sif

Ok yeah so my scheduling time was super off it takes way longer than I thought to paste and type everything so uh OOPSIE More from this loop soon!

[caspersickfanfics]

*slams door open*

Cyno with a concussion. Cyno dazed confused with some badly placed jokes as he brushes it off. But because of the context Tighnari and him have to keep moving, make sure everyone else is okay, help out the rangers etc. Cyno with a concussion that is sneaky cuz adrenaline keeps him moving.

but it doesn’t last, and eventually he gets more clumsy, and his head hurts more. Hes trying to crack jokes to help him and Tighnari shake off the stress but…it’s hard to come up with good ones when his head is pounding…He’s learning tho so he asks nari for pain meds once back home. He feels extra tired, and his thoughts feel…slippery? Did Tighnari just ask him a question? Huh. He’s making food, but his stomach kinda…feels weird..

Im imagining it’s not until Cyno throws up said pain meds before they even have a chance to take effect that Tighnari initiates concision protocol. And what I also am imagining is how annoying it would be for Cyno who just is nauseous and wants to sleep but has to be woken up every hour to make sure his brains don’t turn into applesauce

This is brought to you by procrastination and my own experiences with concussions

:D

*pats you on the head and politely closes door*

HELLO i'm still obsessed with this it's so good i don't even know how to respond i just adore your brain!!!!!! and i need to write this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i like the idea of this happening in Gandharva Ville and with the forest rangers around, like the forest watchers i'm sure have good training but they're not professionals to the same degree as the matra, so i could absolutely see it throwing him off to the point of making a mistake or getting hurt if one of them stepped out of line.

thank you for sending me this, i am definitely going to continue mulling it over until i can pull it into some kind of cohesive fic <333 (and thank you for the head pats 🥰 )

[roydeezed]

Dungeon Meshi Thoughts 02

Okay, I read another batch of chapters and finished Chapter 28 where they just finished the Dragon fight. And I need to get some thoughts out cause I am filled with "DREAD". Am I just traumatized from other things because I feel an immense sword of Damocles hanging above these character's even though it's mostly just been happy meals together paired with some questionable morals. Also you fans who've replied or dm'd me are really good at keeping a lid on stuff, which I appreciate, cause yall are being cryptic in ways I can't decipher. I feel like spoilers might be a part of reading this so I'll keep in-depth thoughts below the 'Keep reading'.

Love this goofy dude.

Okay, first of all I just want to touch on the immaculate vibes and execution around the sharing of meals. And discovering things through them. Because the core concept of this manga is cooking and learning about creatures no one else has explored, it's able to double up and hide the other core concept. Which is learning about others through sharing a meal. Love is found in sharing food with others and this manga shows that off brilliantly. They sit around a meal and talk and laugh and learn about each other. This manga also executes the goading of friends into eating questionable food so well it sometimes feels like an episode of Parts Unknown. But through cooking together and sharing ideas and that downtime together we find out about our characters in such a gentle way and it's just such a good way of showing it that I'm in awe. But it also only works as well as it does because of the central conceit of it all. I scream at the brilliance.

And speaking of learning about the character's, I am so curious about every single one of them. Especially Senshi. Because he's drawn in such a way that most of his expressions are hidden, he seems enigmatic and detached but his consideration for others and his harmony with the dungeon betrays a sense of empathy. But I wanna know more!!! Like why is he living in the dungeon? Who were his companions? Why does he hate magic? So mysterious and I want to know more.

Also a part of me wonders if I'm reading too much into it or having totally wrong reads like maybe Senshi is just an outright psychopath but I don't think I am because the trail of breadcrumbs I've been following has seemed very purposeful so far.

And speaking of breadcrumbs, It feels like some really dark stuff is being laid out. Like souls can't leave bodies? What in the necromantic hell is going on there? The worldbuilding of this all has been absolutely phenomenal. Like the slow building of spirits to the concept of resurrection that was used as a punchline before being fully explained and then used in the context of a political tool and the master of the dungeons power was pulled off subtly and expertly. It still feels like it's in wait of a payoff so I'm looking forward to how that goes. But this explanation of dark magic that Marcille uses also feels like a tee-up to something deeper.

I also wonder what the payoff of the other adventuring party is goin to be? The ones that Laios's group already passed a few times and stole barley off of. It feels like some misunderstood revenge might be in store for our party.

Okay, so is a dark elf just literally a brown elf? We going oldschool DnD rules (we'll save the drow rant for another time), huh? Jokes aside, this line kinda keyed me into something weird. Dark Elves exist but common people don't know what it means and soon after we get a proper introduction of the kid in the painting but in current times. And it makes sense they haven't aged as much because it was also pointed out how different races age differently. So maybe this elf rose through the ranks of the royals, became court magician and became the master of the dungeon. And being a reader of Solte the Traveller and it's isekai shenanigans makes me wonder if the underground castle was isekai'd into this world from another, cause how do you not notice an entire underground civilization under you?

Also this moment. Is everyone in love with Farlyn/Falin(wikipedia says Falin so I think I'll stick to that)? But her coming back into the group makes me wonder about the dynamic. I thought she was the common sense of the group since it's immediately after she's gone that Laios starts eating monsters and thinking about going solo into a dungeon, but after coming back, she's totally cool with it. Also she seems too gentle to be putting Laios in his place so I wonder if it was one of the other two party member's that aren't with them anymore? Maybe the guy with a crush on Falin that we haven't seen since he split? Anyways, I love Falin and the rest of the group so much already, they're all really unique and likable in their own ways while having flaws.

And speaking of flaws, this guy. I love him so much. Up until the above panel he was a whimsical, daring, detached, morally ambiguous, and hilarious bastard to me. And then this panel happened and now I am fully in. This recontextualized Laios's whole demeanour and also shed a light on how exhausted and haggard the party actually was. It seems that the way the world works in this manga demands a certain sense of detachment from it's inhabitants to stay sane. Death is usually not permanent and weird edible monsters are everywhere and a whole-ass economy has popped around invading this anomaly that just one day appeared in the ground. And our heroes tackle this detachment with humour. But we see how tired they get. Hell it was the first thing they mentioned in the first fight with the dragon. And how desperate they get as they get closer to Falin. The cracks in their whimsy start appearing and bags form under eyes and concessions are made. And when Laios finally hugs Falin I realize that his upbeat attitude the whole way through was hiding his desperation and the weight of having two lives placed on him. That desperation hits a crescendo when he literally jumps in a dragons mouth just for a chance at getting his sister back. They all became desperate. Marrcille used forbidden magic and Chilchuck put himself actively in harms way. They dredged through bones. I am so invested right now. And writing this helps me feel each beat even more. Also one last note. Falin is like half-dragon or something now? She has the magic storage of a dragon or just dragon magic or forbidden magic? That little tidbit is definitely leading somewhere. ALSO WIPE AWAY THE MAGIC CIRCLE BAD ELF ALREADY FOUND IT!!!

[konoa-t]

GranEssex Live Konoa Reaction (part 1)

Henlo I am deciding to do a live reading of @kachikirby ‘s series GranEssex Chronicles

I’m gonna try and go through the entire series, starting with the first book, “Wings of Beginning”

This is my first full-on live blogging(?) post, so idk if theres any way I should be doing it but f*ck it we ball

Anyway there’s a lot of text so behind a cut it goes!

(SPOILER WARNING cuz i’ll also be talking about what goes down in the book to give context for my ramblings)

Chapter 1

Note: Gonna try to use punctuation for now but this will probably disintegrate as time goes on (me hate punctuation on tumblr blog ooga booga). Also this live blog is pretty summary-heavy, but I’ll try to tone that down in future posts.

I’ve technically read up until chapter 4, but I’m gonna go ahead and backtrack to look over the previous chapters again and give my reaction on those :D it would feel weird to just start it halfway through anyway. The chapter opens up with Kurabe (if u don’t know who that is you should probably go check out Kachi’s account) going on a mission to eliminate a criminal group only to see that everyone’s just been absolutely bodied by some blue toddler with a stick. Kurabe’s like, “hey I need to take u in for questioning” and the kid is like “nuh uh” and tries clubbing her to death, but obviously Kurabe is stronger so she just blocks him. Even though I was only, like, two sentences in, my attention was already grabbed; I was very excited to see what happened next :D Anyway, Kurabe gets one of her swords knocked out of her hand by the kid, and she’s just like “ah.” But then she teleports behind him and chops him in the back of the head with her hand, causing the kid to faint. I was kinda surprised that she just knocked him out like that, but I guess it makes sense because she had a job to do lmao. Anyway she gets back to her ship and Mercury is there and, upon seeing the child, is just like “HUH”. Kurabe says that he’s fine and only has minor injuries, so she goes to her room to patch him up a little. She wondered why someone would leave their kid on a planet with so much criminal activity, and I honestly agreed because I was just as confused 💀 who leaves a whole toddler on the planetary equivalent of Detroit??? Insane, bro. So anyway she cleans him up and after he wakes up, Kurabe says good morning to him and the kid just immediately goes

Anyway, Kurabe tells him to calm down and asks his name, to which the child responds, “Meta.” It was pretty much implied from the start that this was Meta Knight, but I was still like “OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ITS HIM” Anyway cue Meta being suspicious of Kurabe and Kurabe trying her best to calm him down. I’m watching this whole interaction go down and honestly wondering if Meta’s just gonna straight up maul Kurabe, but thankfully he doesn’t. Kurabe’s maternal urges start taking over and she offers to raise Meta- err, I meannn… train him (because I can’t imagine it would be good to send him back to space Detroit 💀) and Meta asks if he can stay on her ship forever. Kurabe is like “yeah sure” and then after talking, she helps show him around his new room and then they sit down and have a meal together. The image of Meta playing with the spaghetti was really cute :D Meta makes mention of Kurabe’s sword and Kurabe tells him that she’d train him. However, she did warn him that he training was so intense that students have quit or even DIED because of it (which is…. Scary /not neg). He agrees to the training. Meta then got kinda tired so he went to go to sleep, and as Kurabe was tucking him in, he grabs onto her and they end up falling asleep together :DD Overall this was a very cute chapter and it does a great job of grabbing the attention.

[secretgamergirl]

Remember folks, "political correctness" is just bigotry with extra steps.

Stuff that horrible bigots love to gripe about overlaps with stuff that doesn't exist anywhere in the world beyond the imaginations of those bigots almost completely, and I could give countless depressing examples of this, but right now the one I'd like to focus on is the concept of "political correctness."

See, a bigot would have you believe that their very real, not at all made up oppressors, passed this draconian law back around, I dunno, the early '90s sometime, that says there is a Correct term for everything, and that you can only refer to a given thing with that Correct term, or you will be sent to prison. Also the list of Correct terms is constantly being changed and updated and you really have to stay on your toes to make sure you're up to date, and isn't that a huge pain?

Everything about this is, of course, complete horseshit. Nobody is oppressing them, no such law was ever passed, and there is not, I can't stress this enough, even a loose socially enforced list of "the words you're supposed to use for things." I also don't believe there's anyone out there who actually believes any of this exists, but feel free to get into it with your racist uncle or whatever and start pulling on those threads about where the list is, who maintains it, and what law it is that you break if you don't stick to it.

That said, there absolutely IS a habit held by bigots trying to look respectable where every few years they change their whole vocabulary up, generally keeping all the code-switching in lockstep with each other, and huh, if they AREN'T actually being pressured to do that by outside forces, why DO they keep doing that? And the answer is simply that it confuses people who aren't paying enough attention. When you hear people using new, more scientific/specific/cumbersome sounding language to say something, you might think "oh hey, this is someone who's way better educated on this subject than I am, because I've never heard these terms, so I should pay attention." And no, you shouldn't, because it's the same exact baseless crap they were saying before, they're just substituting whatever word it was enough people realized they were explicitly using as a slur.

Usually, to sell the "enlightened" image, the new terms they pull out tend to be initially pulled out of some actual academic/progressive sort of context. Never with any sort of actual acknowledgement of how the term was being used in that specific instance of course, just, "hey, I saw someone say this, it's the new 'politically correct' term for what I'm talking about, that means you can't get mad. See, I touched home base!" And I could give so very many examples here, but since I'd rather not step on anyone's toes, let me just stick to one I'm pretty sure people have moved away from more or less completely, then a couple recent trans things.

So, there was this period where people were constantly talking about "African-Americans." The original idea someone presumably had was that it was weird how we talk about people being "black" when for anyone else we tend to talk about in terms of the country they're from, maybe also the country most of their ancestors are from. Like you'd maybe call someone French, or French-Canadian, and wouldn't ever try to zero-in on some visible trait by which to identify people with roots in France. And like, sure, that's not a bad basis to start off a conversation about self-reflection and so on. And of course I'd like to hope the first time someone busted this out someone immediately chimed in with how Africa isn't a country and that really should have been something more specific.

But the context where the term first came up really doesn't matter. What does matter is some bigot caught it, and went "aha! There's something I can say to make it less obvious I'm a racist!" and just kinda did a quick find/replace on all their propaganda. Suddenly talking about how "65,000% of all violent crime is committed by African-Americans!" or how they took a vacation in, I dunno, Australia and "wow that whole country has just been completely taken over by African-Americans!" or whatever other racist gibberish they want to shout.

And of course this strategy DOES tend to work well enough to consistently get big swaths of the broader population on board and all pleased with themselves for keeping on top of things and being sure to use "more accurate" terms even when that leads to, you know, referring to the original inhabitants of Australia with a hyphenated term composed of the name of two countries they've never lived in nor can they trace their ancestry back to. And that in particular (along with being just too long, and completely failing to address the whole problem that caused the term to come about in the first place) is why these days you only ever see people saying "African-American" if they're particularly old and out of touch, or if they're just kinda openly being a racist scumbag and saying it with a sneer.

Here's another example. Earlier today, I saw someone who I know meant well talking about gender reveal parties and saying we should really call them "sex reveal parties," and I had to sit down and explain how no, that wouldn't help anything, and also it totally plays into TERF propaganda.

See, if you're talking about a person/animal/plant/whatever being, for example, male, you can either say "the sex of this here goat is male" or "the gender of this goat is male." These are synonymous terms, in this context. Use them totally interchangeably. The only time there's a distinction between the two is that we also use "sex" as a term for the act of banging/boning/gettin' down/getting laid/etc. etc. and you simply wouldn't ever say "see that woman in the red dress there? That's Sandra, we had gender last Saturday" and "gender" gets used to explain why like if you're speaking French and you're pointing out a particular chair you end up going "that's her." The whole language just kinda arbitrarily uses masc and femme terms for literally all nouns because neutral ones don't exist, but like you're not gonna cover a kid's eyes when someone stacks a bunch of chairs up, so it'd be weird to say the sex of those chairs is female.

But anyway somewhere over the years bigots got it through their heads that they kinda lost the fight on shouting about the pure sacred inflexible nature of gender and how impossible it is that someone might make inaccurate assumptions about it and so a lot of them just noticed this alternate term and started going "ah OK! It's sex then! Sex is the thing that's all holy and ordained by god and must never be questioned! Gender is this totally fake thing people made up to pretend otherwise!" Again, this is just complete horseshit. Sometimes they'll try and get clever and pretend they aren't just synonymous terms by shouting about genitals but like, no, I can say the sex of this tree outside that blasts me with pollen every spring is male, and I am fairly certain the tree in question does not in fact have a penis, thanks.

Others of course try to stay more current with things. They read someone talking about trans people being "assigned male/female at birth" in like, some academic context where someone was trying to explain how nonbinary people don't have one size fits all medical transtion needs or whatever and went "mwahaha! People know I'm a bigot when I point at women who happen to be trans and shout 'men' but I bet I can say this event I'm holding is for 'AFABs only' and people will think I'm enlightened!" Tumblr is full of them!

Anyway, point is there are not in fact any sort of magical words that make it OK to say bigoted garbage. Also there's no word police. Also I kinda got sidetracked but gender reveal parties suck because basically this one woman ended up getting an article written about the party she threw a few years ago when after a whole bunch of miscarriages she got a pregnancy far enough along to have visible gonads on an ultrasound, and a bunch of terrible people didn't really read past the headline and got this immediate weird competitive "keeping up with the Jonses" bug up their butts and prompted started having this weird competition to outdue this random woman's party through ever-escalating pyrotechnics displays, and those keep starting wildfires and seriously injuring people.

There's kind of a secondary concern too where they're on the ever-growing list of weird things parents do to really try and push their children into whatever boxes they want them in before they can get a word in edgewise, like how people don't let their daughters touch any toy that isn't explicitly a fashion doll, or would rather gouge their sons' eyes out than let them even behold the color pink. And, I dunno, I feel like part of the reason people are so gung-ho about the whole gender reveal thing is that they are in fact, very aware they are taking up arms in culture war there and they're pretty convinced they're somehow sticking it to trans people in doing so. But, eh, it's really more just generally being a weird creepy control freak treating children like property? There's a whole list of reasons you maybe don't want to do that before we get to the slim chance that it turns out your kid is trans, frankly.