#i feel like each one is a bit lack luster :(

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - Bit Slow Round These Parts

Organized, in each category, by ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Dec 2023 Wk 4

Ongoing Series - Thai

Last Twilight (Fri YT) ep 8 of 12 - Mhok is about the most indulgent boyfriend on the planet. Why they dressed as 1930s gangsters for the wedding? I have no idea idea, but it’s adorable. IFYLITA mark 2? And they’re even dancing together using bits of the same steps that were used that show too. Cute nod.

The Sign (Sat YT) ep 6 of 10 - Everything but the kitchen sink includes lesbians apparently. Excellent. Carry on. Also a lot of filler about the sides. (Boring, stop that.) I wish the doctor were a little bit more of a multifaceted character (and less evil snakey), and that we had some of his backstory + Tharn. If we saw them as kids, having a longer true friendship, it would make Tharn’s attitude a little bit more sympathetic and forgiving.

For Him (Thurs iQIYI) ep 5 of 10 - I like this show, but it’s awfully one-sided in the romance arena. I mean shouldn’t they be trying to support and make each other happy? Why does it always have to come from Him? Also, I’m constantly worried about the fact that Nail doesn’t eat any vegetables. His digestive track must be in serious distress. And if the boy is a bottom?! Look I have concerns is all I'm saying, I hope he's getting his fiber along with the dk. Meanwhile... Mom confrontation! Always fun.  

Twins the series (Fri GaGa) ep 9 of 10 - Now I’m having a hard time keeping the twins straight. Who’s getting beat up for whom, what’s going on? No matter who, First caught himself a live one. I like those bits.

Pit Babe (Fri iQIYI) ep 7 of 14 - I got little crumbs of my sides but not enough, and then they dropped the mpreg bomb. Kinda like blowing the BL diaper. Trash watch happening here.

Cooking Crush (Sun YT) ep 5 of 12 - They are so cute. And mostly such good communicators. Except evil dad is evil! I didn’t have OffGun tango on my bingo card, but I'm happy to check it off. After making everyone sing, GMMTV is now making everyone dance. I much prefer it. Kiss came a bit out of nowhere. But it was sweet. 

A few minutes later...

Bake Me Please (Mon Gaga) ep 6fin - I don’t know, I feel like this just wasn’t good enough for the class of talent involved. Which means it’s mostly the story and script's fault. In the end I kinda just wanted Guy to get the guy.

In cluclusion:

A lack-luster story about a group of bakers coping with (mostly) a shoddy script that could not be saved by either the beauty nor the talent of the actors involved. It suffered for lack of narrative backbone and so did I. 6/10

Middleman’s Love (Fri YT & iQIYI ep 8fin - Mai is an adorable clingy boyfriend, and that bit was kind of cute.

Summation:

Office clown, Jade, a manic pixie dream dork, is courted by the new intern, Mai. This show is right in my wheelhouse but it fell flat for me. I wish it had lived up to the concept behind the title (if nothing else). If we had done more of Jade‘s family and the reasons behind his self-worth struggles and self-acceptance issues, they might have been easier to bare. Without backstory, the show had no through line. In the end, Jade was a largely intolerable character, and Mai felt flat and lacking in personality. I was disappointed with this show, and I hope they don't blame the pair for the poor ratings. 6/10

My Universe (Sun iQIYI) 1626 ep 19 of 24 - Meh. So dull. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

VIP Only (Taiwan Fri Gaga) ep 7 of 10 - I’m not really interested in the late addition love triangle concept.

Sahara-sensei to Toki-kun (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 4 of 8 - a bit too frenetic and manic for me, this one. Glasses boy is best boy. But I’m kind of confused as to was actually going on with this show. Including whether I like it or not.

I Became the Main Role of a BL (Japan Sun Gaga) ep 1-3 - AKA BL Drama no Shuen ni Narimashita: Crank Up Hen - it should finish airing at the very beginning of the year, so I decided to wait and watch all 3 back-to-back. 

It's Airing But...

Playboyy (Thurs Gaga) 14 eps - Dear Playboyy, it's not you, it’s me… I hate you. You’re about as deep (and as palatable) as a shot glass of cum. While I'm sure you’re someone’s kink, you're my weakest link. Goodbye. I DNFed this at ep 5. Frankly I'm impressed with myself for getting that far.

Night Dream (Sat YT) 6 eps - It’s a pain to track down and I really didn’t like the first episode so… DNF  

The Whisperer (Sun ????) 10 eps - Thai horror BL that ALSO involves cheating (what joy is mine). I don't think even the perfect single dimple can motivate me to watch. Word is... it's terrible.

7 Days Before Valentine (Weds WeTV) 10 eps - Giving me Luminous Solution vibes. I'm waiting to binge if safe.

Dead Friend Forever (Thai Sat iQIYI) - horror, meh, tell me if it's worth my time?

It's done and I didn't, or we can't

Beyond The Star (Weds iQIYI) 8 eps - House of Stars meets Boyband. I was NOT impressed with ep 1. Been told I shouldn't bother. So I won't.

Behind the Shadows (Korea movie) - This is a historical I was interested in, but I've been told they kill the gay so I'm OUT.

[INTERNATIONAL] Cherry Magic (Sat YouTube) ep 3 of 12 - yeah Japan put the smack down on our boys. Sadness. You can use a VPN if you like. Read all about it here.

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - will binge when I have a spare day.

Crazy work load right now so no idea when that will be. (End of year is a bear for me.)

Honestly I'm gonna have an epic number of dnf's this year for me.

Next Week Looks Like This

Original 2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED). With the end of the year upon us I'll do an "announced for 2023 but never happened list" soon.

Also my best ofs are coming.

Don't think I'll do a stats round up this year, everything progressing as before.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

(Last week) - sorry, forgot to link it.

It's 2024 people! Round ups are coming!!!! Leave a comment or an ask, if you have something specific you want addressed.

[rolling-storm-writing]

I'd like to request Tonowari x Top Male reader. Tonowari and reader have been dating for years and finally decide that they are going to mate. Just a lot of fluffy mating stuff.

Tonowari x Top!M!Reader

A/N: Soooo I know I’ve gotten some previous avatar requests and I swear I’ve seen them- I’m just scared y’all!! I want that Ronal/Tonowari too I’m just really intimidated because I wanna do these characters justice.  Especially after my recent lack luster works (I’m just not personally happy with them). So I hope this one is a bit better- I haven’t written anything like this in a very very long time.

>>>>>(+18 CONTENT SO MDNI!!)<<<<<<<

There was always something so serene about the ocean something that you could never quite place.  The gentle waves and rough seas enchanted and frightened you in the same beautiful feeling.  The ocean was your second home the place of abyss where the dangers of land could never reach.  

“The perfect day…” came his cool voice from just behind you a sweet jazz sound your ears always turned to.  You turned to look at his beautiful form, his dark curled hair splayed out down his shoulder and tattooed face turned up in a warm smile.  You loved the way his eyes narrowed and cheeks rounding when he smiled, almost able to hear his deep full laugh clear as the blue tide pools.

This night was a special one for the two of you after years of courting you would finally be mated.  It was a long time coming and neither one of you could contain this excitement.  Despite his success and firm demeanor Tonowari was actually quite shy and anxious about his love for you.  A trait you both shared after separate shared heat breaks from failed couplings in the past.

He carried your heart as if it were made of finest sea glass and you’d done the same for him as well.  And now after so much your hearts would finally become one…

“You ready?” He nodded taking your hand as you led him back inside.  This was evening was just for the two of you and eywa to witness and cherish.

Your home is a little way from the main village and just above the water, it’s a small but comfortable dwelling that Tonowari adds to by just being here.  It all becomes more real when the two of you sat together his blue eyes filled with nervousness and excitement.

“You're shaking," you say, in a gentle whisper.  You’re slow to touch him even now, your hands cradling the sides of his face with an almost ghostly feel.  He’s warm against you, noses nuzzled as you brought his forehead to yours.  

“I’m happy”

The waiver in his voice was clear as day.  You’d both struggled in the past with a relationship and after so much growth, you’d be taking that final step together.  “I am to” your own voice just a quiet secret as you brought your braid to his.  His gasping was the first thing you heard then his folded ears when you opened your eyes.

His pupils blown wide as he stared back at you with the same surprise.  “Do I look silly?” He chuckled rising to his knees with you eagerly pulling him into you.  “You look perfect…” all you could see was him, all your oxygen became him, your entire being belonged to him.

His breath hitched as you loosened the ties of his loins, the garment easily slipped off and laid to the side for later.  Tonowari was a large man by Na’vi standards and that also extended to the lower extremity he had.  But when compared to you he felt like a small thing to be brushed away.  Your cock is larger than his by any measure and for a moment he looked at you with questionable eyes.

“I’ll be gentle” you promise. Tonowari nodded and lent over, his plush lips fitting perfectly with yours.  You kissed him for another moment longer, savoring the taste of him. You trail from his neck all the way down the soft muscles of his chest.  

“You’re so beautiful…” affirming your words with a kiss to each of his nipples.  He’s splayed out on his back shuddering underneath you in a matter of seconds as you get lower.  

Swallowing the tip into your mouth and sucking gently.  His moan is a loud deep whimper, and you hold his thighs at the small jolt of his hips.  “More…please” he groans out a hand curling into the strands of your hair, you take him deeper until his length hits the back of your throat.  

You’re almost tempted to let him cum, but not just yet. 

You pull off him with a grin on your face.  Precum dripping down your chin as Tonowari looks at you through heavy eyes.  Leaning over you reach to kiss him, it’s sloppy mess but neither one of you complain.

Your fingers are slick with oil as you work him open, adding another digit with each ask for more.   His hole a beautifully blushed purple as you finish working him open, fluttering, clenching, and begging to be filled.

“Ready?”

“More than…”

Being generous would be a loose statement, your cock slicked with oil and even more on Tonowari.  He looked so beautiful this way, legs spread and raised with you perfectly between them.  

Tonowari felt the warm weight of your dick being dragged up and down his loose and ready hole. Pre-come was slicking up his cheeks along with the oil.  Your slow thrust was enough to drive him mad before you finally entered him.

A deep moan left his lips as he felt your cock rub against his rim and the head push inside.  You were big and even with prep this was gonna take a minute.  Looking down his hole was stretched beautifully around you, his breathing heavy with every inch deeper you got.

His arm wrapped over your neck as he moaned and whined into your shoulder.

And after brief moment you bottomed out heavy balls on his ass.  eyes crossed from how full he felt.

“So good…” you were both breathless and sweaty, and his comment made you chuckle he felt good as well.  There was no rush in waiting for him to adjust letting those heavy thighs wrap around you a little tighter.

His lips peppering your neck as you slowly pulled out so only the head was left inside. 

Pushing back in fucking him nice and slow.  You cock dragging against Tonowari’s swollen insides with every back and forth thrust of your hips, striking his prostate with each thrust. His mouth on yours and the warm wet of his tongue only heightened the feeling.  

He clutched at you even tighter pulling you in as close as possible; his own leaking cock, rubbing against your stomach and smearing it with precum.

His moans lost in the swell of muddled senses and all you felt was him.  He had invaded every one of them, his heart beating with yours, his very being. And Tonowari couldn’t do anything but feel and taste you, lost in how good it felt to have you on and inside him.

“I’m close” you moaned against his lips as Tonowari brought his legs up higher making you sink further into him.  His hole clenching down tighter around your aching cock.  

“Inside please” he whined bitting into the meat of your shoulder, his warm tears leaving their mark.

You emptied inside of him with a satisfied groan, falling forward onto Tonowari’s cum-slicked chest.  Your cock throbbed with each rope of cum that painted his insides, you were both left desperately clinging to the other a tangled mess of men.

His legs fell from your waist as they trembled from the orgasm that ripped through the both of you.

The both of you… 

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A/N: Im so scared to actually read this back so I hope y’all like it! Feed back, comment, and critique is always welcome. Yes my requests are open so send one in if you have any, I have a few ideas for a certain clone force 99 brewing.

BUT! in the mean time I hope you enjoyed and don’t forget your umbrella.

[myun-saidthoughts]

4th House Synastry

In the realm of 4H synastry, activating this aspect invokes a sense of comfort, ease, and relaxation. It creates an environment where worries fade away, and it allows you to express your inner thoughts freely, you just feel secure. The energy exudes a sense of reliability and trustworthiness.

For reference I'll use this boy and I's synastry aspects:

His Sun, Mercury & Venus are in my 4H.

(Below are his planets in my 4H making into my chart)

His Sun conjuncts my Jupiter, His Sun opposes my Moon (6 degree orb), his Sun trines my Mercury, Lilith and ascendant, his Sun sextiles my Mars, his Mercury conjuncts my IC, his Mercury sextiles my Uranus, his Mercury trines my Chiron, his Venus squares my ascendant and my Mercury, his Venus sextiles my Neptune, his Venus trines my Venus and North Node,

My Venus is in his 4H (My Venus Conjuncts his IC)

His South Node conjuncts my Sun

His Vertex conjuncts my South Node and Neptune

His Moon conjuncts my South Node (5 degree orb)

(Also: his Moon is in my 1H, my Moon is in his 3H, my Sun, Mercury, Rising are in his 5H, and my Venus is in his 4H)

Now I made a post about him a few months ago, and I noticed It felt bit lack luster with him. Although there was an instant comfort that I hardly feel with everyone else, I wasn't completely enticed, compared to what I'm used to (with 8th house synastry). I was intrigued a bit because objectively he is beautiful, and for someone who struggles with emotional intimacy, vulnerability, I self sabotage as if it's my second nature, so with it came times where when I was with him I didn't allow myself to feel deeply or to feel something for him (as much as I am a able too) so with that brought in feelings where I told myself I didn't like him or that he didn't ignite enough passion in me.

I saw him in May which was a few months ago and I was with him for the weekend and everything felt easy, but I wasn't incredibly enthralled, and with him and without him I felt whole and there wasn't any voids that he healed. (but that's because I subconsciously blocked myself from allowing him too)

After hanging out with one another, sharing dating behavior attitudes, hand holding etc, he just disappeared out of thin air, and I didn't think twice of it. And honestly because of our synastry I already knew I was going to run into him some way or another.

Anyway, a few days ago the same hour Venus goes into retrograde (he has a natal Venus retrograde) he called me and we made plans to hangout the following day. Prior to this I was nervous and scared because I don't normally see or hangout with anyone, but we met up at a party and we were casually just hanging out, he brought his friends and I was with mine. The conversations weren't forced and the second I saw him the fear I had left, I wasn't nervous or worried and I easily kept conversation. It was like I suddenly became this open, carefree individual that knew how to make conversation with anyone who was around because he was standing next to me.

Anyway as the night progressed he visibly looked so cute, and because I was drinking I became more inclined to letting him "in," in some way or another. We talked and talked and i'm not even sure about what, but there was no awkward silences and I just felt so at ease and was always laughing. I didn't get this high like I did with 8th house synastry, but I just felt comfortable in my own skin and because of that, I liked being next to him.

At the party we were away from each other for maybe 3 minutes and as a stranger was talking to me, I thought to myself I want to stand next to him. And prior to this I was scared that he was going to only hangout with me, (because I'm terrified of actually liking someone) and it turns out I was the one who chose to go back to him at the party. (He was literally the cutest boy there lmao)

We kissed that night and from the following day (today) I don't feel sick, I don't feel worried, I don't feel scared that I allowed myself to kiss him. That alone is triggering me to feel worried. Now since I still have curiosity towards him and since he feels like a comfort blanket; I'm now realizing what his presence elicits in me. He somehow didn't trigger my disorganized attachment style and I genuinely think it's because for (now) I allowed myself to feel, without getting scared or even repulsed by him.

I thought I wasn't affected by him, I thought I wasn't going to need him in any shape or form.

But in this moment I feel like i'm wrong.

Right now the feelings that I have are confusing me because I don't feel low without him, but I do feel this co-dependent underlying want for him.

Feeling comfortable in my own skin, with no worry is something I am not used too, so for him to create that in me is what's getting me.

A part of me knows I knew him from a previous life, and because of my broken attachment style, having this comfort with another person isn't something I normally get to hold onto.

Since I am still learning to let myself feel, these emotions that persevere comes in waves. I thought to myself that I wouldn't mind seeing him again, but that's the part of me that craves for peace and serenity talking, and now writing this post, the other part of me that hides and suppress any unsolicited needs for another is creating myself to feel nothing towards him.

(It's been another day since writing this and I no longer have that dire need for him because my brain is telling myself it's safer for me to not truly care yet and whether I want too or not, my brain just does this. I can still turn these feelings off in some shape or form and I still feel fear with going on a date or seeing him again but I also know, that once i'm next to him i'll just feel this ease I wish I was able to hold onto on my own.

Moving on, for a more descriptive and better understanding this is how the house person might feel:

What 4th House Synastry Feels Like

Everything feels so easy, with them you'll feel somehow secure, somehow safe. You naturally know how to respond to them, a look from them makes you feel comfort, you two share the same humor (with other soft mercury-moon/sun aspects), everything feels like it's already happened before, and with that feeling they unlock a part of you that you're afraid to show others.

When you're next to them, you're no longer worried about how others perceive you, nor are you overthinking the conversations between the two of you. It's different with 8th house synastry because although with the 8th house their touch unlocks that dire need of being emotionally vulnerable towards another, the 4th house unlocks a part of your character that you naturally hide or the part of you that you overthink when you're with strangers.

When they're next to you, nothing can feel bad, you don't fixate on any issues, you can just allow yourself to feel safe, and at ease. They bring you a sense of security you didn't know was possible, you want to hold onto them, be next to them, and you can't help but smile, can't help but be open, optimistic, and can't help but be unafraid to take on any task you can ever think of (especially if there are more Jupiter synastry aspects between you two).

Any anxiety somehow vanishes, you're not worried, you can't feel worry, you're not second guessing anything, and you don't have these wavering thoughts, and there's no what ifs, you're in the moment, you feel present, and nothing else matters. You allow yourself to feel at home within because they bring you this sense of comfortability that you've never felt before.

They become this key with unlocking the side of your personality that you hide towards anyone else that you don't share a close connection too.

And for someone with a Scorpio Moon/active 12th House, this feels new for me. Comfortability and serene feelings are both things I search for. I genuinely don't show anyone my true feelings or thoughts, I always wear a mask with everyone I meet. So with that, I want to feel calm, and safe, so because of that I believe that what's this synastry is hitting in me, but if you don't have a disorganized attachment style (or maybe even Scorpio placements) like me, the feelings within might be different.

[saltsicklover]

Open Windows - BRB - Broken House

Title: Open Windows

Series: Broken House

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2500+

Rating: R

Warnings: Drinking, Alcohol, Swearing, Low key bad talk of Navy men, Insecurity, job interviews.

The breeze blowing in through the open windows is almost cold. No one has ever said that California is cold. Sure, the nickname The Golden State comes from the gold rush and not the rays of sun that beat down heavily on the state, but it's California. 

The O Club is dingier than Honey remembers, full of ancient Officers and their wives who still enjoy smoking inside and beer from lines that haven't been cleaned in so long that Honey actually grimaces when she thinks about it. 

The floor is sticky. So is the chair she is sitting in. The tabletop is covered in peanut shells and damn, this place is gross. Honey puts on her best smile for the manager as she slides her resume though the peanut shells. The paper absorbs a droplet of undetermined liquid when it reaches his side of the table. Honey fights back a shudder. 

The man who sits across from her seems completely disinterested in not only Honey, but his job in general. The only thing that seems to hold his attention at all is the baseball game on the television behind the bar. His eyes are trained just over Honey's shoulder. She watches as his eyes glide over the screen, taking in the way he almost mouths, his lips stopping himself halfway through his lack luster word of encouragement for the team up to bat. His tongue snakes out of his lips before he flicks it around to wet the chapped skin. Honey grits her teeth. 

"Mr. Spencer," Honey leans over right into his line of sight, a kind but annoyed smile on her face, "Thank you for taking the time to see me. Please hold onto my resume and give me a call once you've looked it over. I need to head to my next appointment. Thank you again for your time." 

The man waves a hand and gives her a noncommittal grunt as she stands up. She manages a tight lipped smile before heading for the front door. It's not worth it, she reminds herself as she pushes out into the chilled evening air. 

The dejected feeling she has been pushing down for the last three weeks seems to engross her, bogging her down like wet boots. It should weigh heavy on her shoulders but the only thing she can seem to feel is a broody sense of determination. The O Club is the fourth place she has been since nine am, and her luck doesn't seem to be improving. She is slowly exhausting all the locations that came up on her navigation app under the "BAR" tab. She scrolls back up to the top of the list, clicking on the first hit to come up. The Hard Deck. It is just a bit too close to the Air Base, but desperate times and all that. So, she throws her car into drive and heads towards base, and unknowingly towards her future. 

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The warmth that overtakes Honey as she walks into the Hard Deck makes her skin tingle. The cold evaporates from her skin, her goosebumps easing with each step she takes towards the bar top. 

The Hard Deck is busy, bodies bumping bodies as they make their way through the crowd. Honey pulls her blazer from her shoulders, letting the fabric slide down her arms as she scootches herself around a large man in a Marines uniform. He mutters an apology to her as his forearm grazes against her shoulder, the beer in his hand sloshing around in the glass. She offers a tight lipped smile. 

The folks behind the bar are busy, a flurry of hands and glasses, liquor and tap. They each have sweat droplets peppered across their brows, their forearms coming up to dry them off. The effort is fruitless as the sweat returns. 

Honey slides herself up onto an open bar seat between a woman who is unsuccessfully flirting with a man who has a tragically overgrown undercut and a man who is engrosses in the baseball game that is playing from his phone. Honey throws her blazer across the back of her chair, hanging her purse up along with it. 

The dejected feeling begins to crawl back in. 

"You're a little overdressed, aren't you, Babe?" The woman on the other side of the bar notes as she shakes a shaker near her ear. Her voice is a tad louder than necessary but her words are kind, so Honey manages a smile, genuinely. 

"Can't seem to win today it seems," Honey shoots back with a shrug of her shoulders, "Not a damn bar in this city is hiring," 

"What's your name, Babe?" The woman asks, brushing her bright red bangs from her eyes with one hand as she pours a drink with the other. 

"Y/N, but everyone calls me Honey," The bartender nods back, sending a drink down the bar. 

"Penny! We've got a live one!" The redhead calls down the bar before nodding back towards Honey. An older woman glances towards the redhead before her eyes land on Honey. 

"You're looking for a job? Bartender?" The woman, Penny, asks, pulling down on the Budweiser tap. The honey liquid flows into the glass, foamy and cold. 

"Sure am!" Her voice is slightly too giddy for the expression on her face. She pulls a folded up resume from her pocket, the paper now crinkled and less than presentable. Honey slides it across the bar with one manicured hand. It slides across the clean bar top with ease. The redhead takes a look at it before giving Penny a quick thumbs up just below the bar near her hip. She thinks Honey doesn't see it, but she catches it. 

Penny shuffles over and trades places with the redhead. She places a bottle of house vodka and an empty glass in front of Honey with a small smirk on her face. 

"Alright then, Honey Girl, can you pour me two ounces of this, no jigger?" Penny asks sweetly, before she is back to pouring another glass of beer on tap. 

Honey stands up on the bar of the stool, allowing herself to lean over the edge of the bar to grab a rag that has been abandoned on the other side. She steals a pump of hand sanitizer from next to the register before she wipes the bottle down with the towel. Then, Honey moves to the floor, pushing the stool back behind her. She takes the house vodka by the neck of the bottle, label facing Penny. Turning it over, Honey counts out two ounces. She then places the bottle on the rubber mat on the serving side of the bar, offering the double shot in the whiskey glass to Penny. 

Penny takes it and pours the contents into a jigger, measuring out the liquid. It comes out right at two ounces and Penny tries her best to hide the smile that is beginning to stretch across her lips. She isn't ready to give Honey the job just yet...

"Can you tell me what is in a Tequila Sunrise?" Penny quirks an eyebrow before throwing back the Vodka that Honey poured just moments before. 

"Two ounces tequila, four ounces fresh orange juice, a quarter ounce grenadine, garnishes with an orange slice and a cherry," Honey raddles off the recipe, counting the ingredients out on her fingers. The counting makes Penny chuckles a bit, and Honey just smirks at her, "Hard to do it without actually pouring the drink. It's basically muscle memory," 

The women behind the bar share a devious smile. Penny shoots Honey a look laced with scheme. 

"Come on back here and make me a Cosmopolitan, would you Honey Girl?" 

Honey places her hands on the bar, leaning forward to turn her head right then left, surveying the drinks in everyone's hands with furrowed brows. Then, she turns around, standing up on her tiptoes, looking around the room. She turns back to Penny with a smirk.

"Do these military folks even drink stuff like that?" There is a glimmer in her eye, one that Penny can't help but love already. 

"Nope," She pops the 'P'. 

"Okay Penny, I'll make you your drink," Honey winks before winding though the crowd to make her way behind the bar. She rolls the sleeves of her crisp white button up all the way up above her elbows before making a pitstop at the sink to scrub her hands. Then, Honey gets to pouring. First the juices, then the liquors, shaking then straining, the drink coming out pretty pink in a martini glass. 

Honey steps back, revealing the drink to Penny like a magician might reveal a woman sawed in half. There is a flick of the wrist and a dramatic bow that makes Penny laugh out loud. The older woman steps forward and takes a drink of the pretty pink cocktail, an instant smile on her lips the moment the drink hits her tongue. 

"Are you Military officiated?" Honey shakes her head no, a slight purse to her lips. She knows it isn't quite true, but she doesn't need to air her dirty laundry in the middle of this makeshift job interview. 

Her hands are clasped in front of her as she rocks on her feet. Heel toe, heel toe. Honey wants nothing more than to spill her guts to the seemingly friendly staff at the Hard Deck. She wants to tell about her father, and what a shitty man he is for abandoning her and her mother. She wants to explain how she ended up in this little bar anyway, and everything she has left behind over the years, chasing his ghost. But most of all, Honey wants to talk about Bradley. She wants to talk about the storm in his eyes and the way he spoke so angrily to her. She wants to lament to these women in the way she couldn't with Bradley. She wants nothing more than to speak of the life she left behind, but she doesn't. Instead, she bounces on her feet. Heel toe, heel toe. 

"Are you dating anyone in the Military?" There is a bit of humor to her voice but Honey can't help the drop her stomach takes- it falls so far she feel for a moment that she might never see it again, but then the nausea hits. 

Honey can still hear the door slamming. She can still feel the way her fingertips used to gently adjust the frame next to the door. She can still see Bradley coming in drunk, over the shoulder of one of his friends. Bradley, Jake Seresin, and Natasha Trace all got sent to Pensacola and their little trio could drink that town dry if they really wanted to, and they did just that a time or two. 

The photograph of Nick and Bradley has faded to the back of her mind now, but she swears she can still see Nick's eyes when she closes her eyes. She can hear the words Bradley screamed at her, and the tightness of his throat as he did. Her own words haunt her harder, deeper, like they are melting away her insides. 

Bradley Bradshaw is the furthest thing from Pete Mitchell in her mind. He would never abandon his family, that much she knows. Honey has seen him with Jake and Natasha, knows how he cares for them, and how much love he has for not only them but his team. She has watched him pour from his cup more times than anyone else, making sur that those he cares for are loved and that they know it. 

Maybe that's why it hurt so much; having thing end the way that they did leaves Honey feeling the furthest thing from okay. 

"No," Honey answers simply. 

"Good on you, Honey Girl," Penny sends her a wink, "I can't say the same for me, but I have seen so many relationships between these guys and their significant other's go sideways-"

Honey stops listening to Penny, too focused on the glinting diamond on her left hand. The diamond is large, and absolutely sparkling even under the amber lights of the bar. Honey blinks back tears as she looks at it, memories of Bradley flashing through her mind. 

Honey wants to ask Penny if she had ever had a fight quite so bad with her own husband. If being with a Navy man is always so hard or if Bradley just decided to make it that way. Is it all circumstance or does it come with time in? Maybe the it's issued to them with their gear, but it doesn't quite matter how it got there, the matter of the fact is that it's there. 

Somehow, Honey thinks maybe Penny knows exactly what she is feeling, and though Honey was the one to walk out the door, it feels like Bradley was the one to walk away. 

When her eyes make their way back up to Penny, she is standing there expectantly, eyebrows raised. 

"I'm sorry Penny, what was that?" 

"I said, the job is yours if you want it! We have a big welcome back party scheduled for a week from Friday, and I want you here and ready for it. My husband's team is getting recalled and they are going to be very excited to see each other. Can you start tomorrow?" 

Penny has already begun digging through a cupboard below the bar, her hands working just as fast as her lips. 

"I'll be here, Penny, thank you so much!" Honey's gratitude is met with a balled up shirt straight to the chest. She catches it before it drops to the floor, and Penny chuckles at the rapid movement. 

"Great, then I will see you tomorrow, now get on the other side of my bar!" She shoos the younger woman with her hands, offering her a smile, "And Honey Girl, welcome to the team," 

Honey leaves the bar with a sense of accomplishment she didn't know she could feel. The wet boot feeling in her soul is gone, now relaced with a sense of excitement for what's to come. There is still a part of her brain replaying all of the times the door slammed and the way Bradley would stumble into her arms. Nestled next to those memories is the image of Pete Mitchell with his arm wrapped tightly around Bradley, and Honey blames the nausea that swims deep within her body on that memory. 

There is so much going on in Honey's mind that she walks straight to her vehicle, not bothering to spare a glance away from her path. Once she climbs inside her car she takes a look at the t-shirt in her hand, the Hard Deck logo on the left chest, the word, "Bartender" is printed across the shoulders. Honey smiles, so distracted from the joy and excitement that she doesn't even notice the familiar blue Bronco parked just a few spaces away. 

Honey drives back to her shitty new rental with the windows of her car down. The chilled breeze blows in, messing her hair, causing gooseflesh to break out over her skin. No one ever said that California is cold, but it's about as far away from Bradley Bradshaw that Honey can get, so she shivers and enjoys it. 

[lumiidragon]

So I’ve been on a bit of a break which is why I’ve been pretty MIA, so sorry about that!  but I finally got to watch Season 7 of TNR and I can finally put my own review on it~! Please note that this contains spoilers, so if you haven’t seen it yet, stop reading here!

So I’ll start with my season issues before its good points. First off, the dragon secret is out to ICARUS and it was...incredibly lack luster. We had a 1 month time jump and the big reveal of dragons was rather...anti-climatic. I was really expecting a bit more from that, but oh well. Also, in the first episode, we get to finally see nadders, but they’re all hyper aggressive and it’s the only way we get to see them. They don’t show up again. Sad on that one. Next, of course is Thunder’s “alpha”-type thing he did to stop the nadders. I REALLY hope it was just a dominance stance as in “I’m tough and I’m being loud, so back off” and not “Thunder’s becoming the new alpha like Toothless” or else he is going to lose serious character points from me. It’d make literally no sense, especially since he nor his family are obviously alpha’s of all dragons and an alpha status isn’t some unlockable ability, it’s earned.

So the next thing and probably my biggest issue with this (especially those of you who know me will know I was going to have issues with this) BUT THEY KILLED THE FUCKING DEATHGRIPPERS. YES. THEY. KILLED. THEM. The deathgrippers are the ONLY dragons that got this treatment and that is actual bullshit. Oh, and if I hear literally anyone say “BUT THE DEATHRGIPPERS WERE BAD AND EVIL AND BLAH BLAH BLAH, my eyes are literally going to roll into the back of my head so far that I am going to make actual eye contact with the demon that controls the meat puppet that is my body. I don’t want to hear this comment because they are WILD ANIMALS and literally an animal cannot be good or evil please stop pushing that onto the dragons because that is an incredibly toxic and harmful way to view an animal species. So yeah, this alone knocked off a LOT of points from me because there was actually no reason for them to do this.

My 2nd biggest issue is OH MY GOD CAN THUNDER STOP BEING A DAMSEL IN DISTRESS. The whole poison dart episode was the worst and it was so eye rolling that I could hardly enjoy it. We get it, Thunder needs special attention and saved every other episode. Let’s move past it because it’s so boring that it’s starting to hurt his character for me.

My last big issue is that for a season that introduces the Realm of Giants, we...didn’t see the realm??? What was the point of that? We saw hardly any of it and though we got the Octofin and the Shellfire, we didn’t get to see much else. Of course, I didn’t get my bewilderbeast either, so that’s a bummer.

My last petty, but still an issue is that they’re starting to force this Tom and Jun romance. I’m not against there being a romance, especially for these two, but it’s starting to feel more like a “Hey, here’s a main male and female character, so let’s make sure they have apparent crushes on each other for reasons” instead of working up a more believable romance.

As for good points, characters outside of Tom are getting some good development and D’Angelo is quickly rising to my top favorite character. Jun, also being my least and actually disliked character starting out is starting to really build and I actually like her a lot more now. Also, the humor in this series has also gotten a lot better, too. I’m loving it.

I think the BEST points for this season are the villains, however. Actions are starting to have real consequences and are things that can’t be solved in just a single day with a teenager’s big idea. Also Buzzsaw is FINALLY worth having in the series. He’s becoming a much more formidable villain who is doing actual damage and thus making his time in the series much more interesting. The cliffhanger for the series is the best one so far. Sledkin is also becoming a very enjoyable villain instead of just the “shady co-worker”. And Dagur being canon means that RTTE is canon to TNR, so that is AMAZING.

All in all, I give this season a 7/10. It’s shaping up nicely, but the deathgripper deaths and thunder hurt it a lot.

[yanderegrizzsworld]

Can you do a romantic yandere neo metal sonic with a immortal reader please

Yandere Neo Metal Sonic: We'll be Gods (Romantic Drabble)

TW/CW: Manipulation & implied anxiety

A.N: A treat for a happy one year anniversary

You pace along the decaying wall with clenched hands, the scent of metal hitting your nose among the rest of the damp moss & earthy scenery around you. You halt momentarily as your eyelids felt heavy & you muscles began to feel sore, the buzzing & scuttling from outside catches your attention briefly before resuming your steps once more. Scraps of metal & wire rest among the floor, scattered about as if no one bothered to pick them up, tiny bugs pace about absent-mindedly before you give the mess of robot parts a gentle kick, you watch as the insects dispel with no sense of where to go.

Upon looking ahead of you, a metal door of which its paint has since become jaded & lost its color is visibly seen. Random vines wrap themselves around the door as flower petals litter among the ground infront of the entrance as the roots of the petals origin seem to have died long ago seemingly from the lack of sunlight. Scratches & dents become clearer to see as you approach it with cautious steps, faint sounds cam be heard behind the door echoing down the hall, each step switching between booming & close to low & distant.

Lifting your arm above your head, a plangent thud booms within the stark building, making your ears ring painfully before dialing down slowly. Whatever noise that could be heard from the other side had ceased, allowing the sounds of nature outside to be heard. Creaks pierce harshly against your eardrums, a wince escaping your throat as you step back with both hands covering your ears.

Not a source of light could be seen from the crack of the door nor any noise emitted from within, coolness drips down your cheek suddenly, making you swipe the back of your hand against your cheek, the same coolness now felt on your cheek. "Come inside" the abrupt voice from within the room arised a shriek that got caught in your throat, rugged coughing echoed down the hall, bouncing against the walls like a ping ping ball against a paddle.

A radiance of light catches you eye, a metal hand emerges from the darkness within as if tempting you to move in. "Come now" It's tone utters purpose & comes off more as a demand rather than an invitation, the hand stretching out slightly more, expecting you to comply. You take cautious steps towards the door, lifting your arm until you feel the frigid touch of the robotic hand against your palm.

It gently tugs at your hand, wishing for you to enter the unkown. You place your other hand by the door as you slowly enter passed the door, light from outside could be spotted shining in through the holes high on the ceiling & walls, revealing specks of nature & more scraps of metal & wires littering the ground. "You're quite late, you know" Loud steps echo around the room as bright blue emerges from the shadows, it's body lustering when it walked into the holes of light.

"I did?" You slouch a bit, observing the robot treaded towards you calmly as if each step was carefully planned out, you scratch your arm for a moment, "I guess I...didn't notice" You glance away from it every few seconds, though its crimson eyes never look away. It stops right in front of you, the fact it doesn't seem to blink unnerves you to your core, "Your clothes" It raises its hand & grabs a fistful of your shirt, you grab onto the robot's arm with both hands from the sudden action. "When was the last time you've washed it, hm?"

"Oh, I just...I didn't really have time" the bot loosens its grip on your shirt as you lower one arm down completely to your side.

"No time? Some as..." Its eyes gaze away as if pondering on what to say next, you release your shirt from its grip, patting down your shirt with a low gruff. "Eternal...as you, have no time?" You'd like to believe that its tone would nearly mocking if it weren't for it sound one-note. "This matters not at the moment, nor is it the reason I've called for you" You narrow your eyes slightly in confusion, yet when you tried to take a step back, the bot grabbed a hold of your arm.

"You're the one the called for me?" It merely nods its head, allowing you to see the streak of silver above its head before its eyes gaze at you again. "My master & everyone around me used to call me Metal Sonic" you only hum in response realizing you've never asked for the stranger's name, "But in this form..." Its hand lowers down you arm until its metallic palm is holding you hand, lifting it to where both of you can see it. "I am Neo Metal Sonic"

The way each word is said is as if it were a fact, something you decide not to question. "& while I wait for my master, you & I can lead as Gods for the time being" Gods? You wish you could utter a laugh at what you're hearing, before you can let a word leave your mouth, Metal Sonic reaches from behind him & you brace yourself, ready incase of him going to abruptly attack you, but instead are met with a glowing crystal in the shape of a diamond.

Its wine-like color glowed against Metal Sonic's surface, nearly matching that of his eyes. "Ever seen one before? It's a chaos emerald" The glow fades & resurfaces slowly, you gingerly caress the emerald, the coldness radiating off of it upon contact is close enough to cause goosebumps. "Uh...What did you...when you said..." You masticate your inner cheek, unsure if it was to process what the bot stated or to distract you from the cold of the emerald.

Neo hastily snatches your hand & tugs you forward as he begins to walk behind him like a parent holding onto their child, making you nearly fall from its sudden action. "I see your confusion dear" the faith illumination of the emerald can be barely seen from Neo holding it in front of his vision, its luster presumably brighter than before. "But I trust that with time, you'll understand, eventually"

"You & I, we will be regarded as Gods" It grip on your arm tightens, though you hardly react to it, both curious & fearful when you process what Neo's saying, dreading when everything will get out of hand from Metal Sonic choosing to play God.

"Understand what exactly...!?" Neo keeps quiet, whether not hearing you deliberately or not is unclear to you, "That's something you shouldn't worry for now" You hardly pay attention to any words it says, your chest feels heavy as if someone were putting their entire weight on you. "With this & the others remaining" Its voice, though low, booms in your skull like a harsh drum, you cough when the heaviness in your chest gets too much to handle, something that Neo pays no mind to.

[hajihiko]

do you have thoughts on izuru post sim? ive seen a few headcannons here and there where he disappears, or hajime develops a sort of alter ego/DID situation. im curious how he would play into the survivor dynamic you've got

Ok this is gonna be based on absolutely nothing but bear with me

1. Ideally, I would WANT Hajime and Izuru to be pretty merged, but still separate? Seperate, because I just think the concept of talking to the seperate entity in your mind is such a cool trope (in a fantasy/sci-fi setting, no real logic behind it, dont wanna be insulting towards people with actual DID). Merged, because I like the idea that Izuru would have some of Hajime's thoughts and feelings and he could re-learn what it's like to have feelings and friends 🥺 BUT that could potentially mean Hajime shares some of Izuru's lack of life luster, which is fittingly sad but.....haji....

It's like the best scenario for both of them I think, they sorta blend into each other but they can still be more this guy or more that guy, but they're pretty content

2. the other idea is that they sorta, fight to pilot the same vessel sometimes? Mostly Izuru doesn't much care about it, and Hajime is Player 1 by sheer force of will (which he has a lot of!!) But Izuru jumps out in moments of panic of where Hajime loses control, and it can be a little hard to get them to switch back. Which is a little scary bc Hajime may be pretty superhuman but it's all muddled into his shitty little normal human brain, and Izuru is 100% power 100% of the time.

(sidenote, Hajime having shit like super strength and super intelligence, but sometimes he forgets?? Like he needs to focus to apply talent and still remain himself, and sometimes it slips and he drops an entire car or something.)

This lends way to a fun "learning to live together" narrative and some drama!

Maybe first situation 2, then situation 1? Happy ending?

As for how it fits into the group;

I like the idea that Hajime might hide how much Izuru is still around, because drama, but he can't hide it for long because FRIENDSHIP. obviously his friends will love him regardless, but it might be a little scary to see your friend blink away and a blank slate of immense power pop out.

Akane would be on him right away because she can just tell there's something more to him. Her gut doesn't lie! But no one fully believes her at first :( she gets to have a great I Told You So moment. She kind of catches on that Izuru isn't...a SUPER huge threat, so she's chill (maybe too chill. If Izuru chose to do something bad, she wouldn't notice because of how non-emotional he is and it'd really fuck with her confidence in her senses.).

Souda wooooould probably be very distrusting of the whole thing. Like he's supportive of Hajime ofc but he does not like that there's a whole seperate guy (not really) who can spy on them. Souda is already such a suspicious guy, and I think at the end of FTEs hes like "ok don't make me suspect you tho hahaaa" but he comes around eventually. Probably loves that Izuru-side can do basically anything, great help with carrying heavy machinery!

Fuyuhiko is a very loyal dude and might take it a little far tbh? He's like "I wanna talk to HAJIME my friend HAJIME and no one else" and Hajime is like "ok I appreciate that we're still friends but I can't..make him leave. You're just yelling at *me* right now." I think he'd be the one to treat them the most as seperate people, which is sometimes good and sometimes bad (might relate Izuru to Peko and insist he's his own person lol). But bless his heart he tries real hard to let Hajime know he's in his corner.

Sonia is always a little hard for me so I have no idea about her tbh. I guess maybe she'd relate to Izuru a bit for being made into something he's not, the whole "useful first, human second"? She might actually think the whole thing is really cool and grill both Hajime and Izuru about the details of their situation.

Ok talky over I have no idea if this is gonna make sense I woke up like an hour ago lol

[joocin-thebox]

what if my g5 headcanons that will ultimately influence the story progression in my "rewrite" of mym?

under cut ofc because bitch we really get into it!!! (aka, long post)

i am one autistic bitch who feels let down my g5 in some aspects but mostly in a sense that it's just... missing some things!

disclaimer? i realy like g5. i come back to watch mym and tyt and the movie because it brings me joy and i like seeing the characters do things!

HOWEVER i personally feel like the story and writing is a bit... lack luster? im not sure if its because we're just missing so much information that's going to be explained later, or if the writers just... are struggling to piece together this lowkey mess of a situation our favs are in!

i just want to make sense of it all, and im a storyteller not a theorist so im not doing that theory stuff :) im just going to spew headcanons and be happy abt what i think could be implied by the writers that we dont actually get expansion on

[4/28/2024 edit] i drafted this way back in december '23 or jan '24 so some of these might seem "duh ofc! Thats canon!" but yeah, i just had it in the drafts for a loonngg time

now another disclaimer uhm,... when i "rewrite" mym im... not exactly going to remove key details? i think my intent is to include some things into each chapter that will make it a bit more digestible to all demographics? i like the sillies, i like the serious, and mym hits some really strong points that i think were executed perfectly! there are some things that are just spot on!

but again i just think mym is missing some elements and my headcanons are a result of that (obv bc thats what a headcanon is omg).

only big different in my rewrite will be opaline because her character is just... i dont know but i dont enjoy her. and i love villains. i am a villain enjoyer, and as many others have pointed out, she just randmly decides to be evil for the sake of being evil which sometimes i get it but before then it seemed like more than that? so im going to stick to "its more than that" and she has an actual solid goal in mind :)

this is more of an autistic revelation turned writing exercise so YAY let's see how this goes!

HEADCANON TIME!

i love sunny!! since the movie she's been such a cutie and one of my favorites! in tyt and mym however, they have a habit of watering down her character to "naive protag who has flimsy and unbased morals" and that doesnt really sit right with me? sooooo headcanons for sunny? (and some others but mainly ones that focus on sunny)

Sunny likes history as a way to connect with her dad, and she collects things she thinks he might have liked, and continues his research partially because of her own ideals of friendship and spreading it, but also because part of her thinks she has to carry on his legacy

Sunny and Zipp have a "likeminded, different methods" leader rivalry

Sunny and Pipp love to spa day together! They're also late risers, and love healthy meals and afternoon strolls

Sunny lets Pipp style her mane and tail ALL the time for inspiration because she likes the pampering a little and bc she wants to help Pipp

Sunny does her best to assist her friends with their jobs from time to time. Mostly because of her admiration of Twilight and her idea of friendship meaning spending time doing things your friends love to do

Sunny invites them to help her make new smoothie ideas too

Sometimes Sunny spends time in the observatory, reminiscing her memories with her father. Typically on anniversaries and holidays. It's her form of quiet time

Sunny doesn't actually like help when she's cooking, not unless shes genuinely biting off more than she can chew. She'd rather her friends share the space with her while she cooks, and maybe grab an item or two for her when her hooves are full

Sunny considered looking to study magic after getting her alicorn powers, (zipp definitely encouraged it) but Sunny decided against it because 'she doesn't need magic if she has her friends'

Sunny isn't actually good at helping her friends emotionally. Her love language is acts of service, so kind words are all she can really offer.

Canonically (comics), Sunny likes to read! I like to think she has her own book nook and really likes books that are about overcoming odds and happy endings

(Based on the movie) Sunny's most noticable character flaw is believing every choice she makes is justified. A “ends justifies the means” type of character. She grows out of this when she learns she can rely on others to find a solution.

When given no option to explore, Sunny is a theorist more than a researcher

She was NOT immune to propaganda (but she knows what she truly believes in)

Sunny acts without forethought, and when there’s a kink in her quick plan, she forces herself to stop and reevaluate. All the same, she's sensitive to failure.

She is also quite intuitive, with her theories (even though help crafted by her dad) tend to be correct in one way or another!

Sunny was reluctant to rebuild the lighthouse because part of her felt like, starting over meant forgetting her father (as it tends to go, with grief of a parent.) [Her friends help her come around and work with her to give her father's stuff a safe space in the brighthouse]

oh man that's a lot! NEXT!! (any hc i have following posting this will be reblogged to here!!)

I care so much about Zipp and the ways she can grow as a character. She was deep from the beginning but we never really got into more of her rather than her detective side. which i appreciate of course, but you know :)

Zipp is a natural leader (which in my rewrite i want to subtly emphasize this difference with Sunny learning to be a leader)

[Sunny and Zipp eventually would learn to work as a team, rather than one person having a more important say]

Zipp would be the one to teach Sunny what it means to lead, mostly indirectly, but sometimes directly

She leans away from leadership entirely and it causes a disconnect between her and her mother :(

She's drawn to puzzles and mysteries (especially in fiction) but prefers them in really fantastical settings

Zipp loves history, and views it as clues to her research about many things. If it's unrelated to current problem or doesn't have one on hand, she's not likely to read any history books

Zipp loves for Hitch to play detective with her. They snoop out clues together, and he helps her loosen up to solve the mystery faster as well as be more open minded

Zipp is wary of new ponies, and isn't quick to welcome anypony she doesn't know already or anypony not already dedicated to a cause (evidence: misty)

Zipp thinks Sunny studying magic and becoming more powerful would just be awesome to see

Zipp has a "problem" of being right all the time (sagittarius things)

After she gets ignored enough times about something she knows is true, she kind of just stops contributing to any conversation unless she has everypony's attention or if they're all out of ideas

She isn't a big fan of change? She prefers not to do new things all the time

But she LOVES a challenge!

Zipp is uncomfortable with being royalty in general. I assume she’d detach from the whole royalty thing entirely, and agree with Sunny’s ideals of democracy and equality to the point of stepping down as heir. Or she grows into her role, and becomes more and more queenlike each passing day

Zipp seems like the type to always be thinking, even during conversation. She isolates when things get too rough for her, and she's very quick to come up with schemes

Zipp is not good at lying. She avoids responses or tells half truths

She's an adrenaline chaser

Zipp starts out especially sarcastic toward Hitch because he's a sheriff and she thinks that's silly. Also because they have different ideas of leadership when they first meet.

Zipp (as well as Izzy and Sunny) love adventure!

i was so iffy on izzy when they introduced her in the show... i feel like she went from being an actual character with thoughts, to... watered down pinkie pie which is not enjoyable lol but anyways i like her actual moments of personality (not implying her lol XD random!! moments ARENT personality, but there are time where she's actually pushing it to the point of it being genuinely irritating with no comedic payoff :/

I BELIEVE IZZY HAS A PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY!! it just makes sense!! [she remembers in complete detail, or doesnt remember at all until way later]

Izzy would rather lighten the mood than make serious decisions :) She doesn't avoid action, but she does avoid sole leadership

to me, she's Brave and Direct and will step in if nopony else will. the type of character who isn't the hero, but will get the job done

Izzy in my mind is prone to going off on her own and not running ideas by ponies before acting which :) has its issues but comes in handy!

Along with Pipp and Hitch, Izzy LOVES nature! She teaches them both about Bridlewood's flora and fauna :) eventually they start having plants in the brighthouse and wanna explore all flora and fauna in the 3 locations

Izzy likes plants and is curious to what types of plants there are outside of bridlewood

Izzy learns some kind of multitasking spell, where she can create many things at once if she is making things in bulk :D

she does feel out of place in the friend group (canon to canterlot comic) and has a hard time making friends with the unicorns in other places :( [this is up until Misty, who makes her feel better]

Izzy sees Misty as a best friend :) But also takes on a silly older sister role with her!

She helps Misty grow into herself, and feel more secure with her past bebcause Izzy passes on her "damaged doesn't mean useless" ideals she usually saves for her unicycling

Izzy inspires Misty to use creation to get out her feelings, like making tea or exploring with crafts, just to find peace. She also helps Misty get out of her comfort zone in smaller ways, helping her try new things

When Izzy went looking for Maretime bay, Bridlewood just thought she went missing

Izzy wants close unicorn friends :( someone to genuinely bond with [see: Misty]

Izzy’s creativity comes from being really resourceful, BUT as a unicorn that lives in trees i’d imagine she’d have more respect for the trees of any kind LMAOO

she’s always got a solution to a problem even if unconventional or… surprising... but quick thinker!

Izzy loves to create things she can share with her friends (even when she has none, its the future thought that counts)

Izzy is the tallest out of the 5 of them? At least she’s taller than Pipp and Sunny

Izzy believes in Sunny way more than the rest of them do :) When Sunny has a plan, Izzy is ready to back her up!

now i see so many mixed opinions on pipp, but its mostly bc she's social media pony and i can't lie.... i tire of it... but pipp is great on her own! i dont think there's too much wrong with her, but at the same time i havent picked up much of her character and personality outside of social media (aside from this list ofc)

Bc her sister loves mystery and being a detective, Pipp lowkey has a spy hobby :) it started when they were kids, but it came back once they moved to Maretime bay

Pipp plans extravagant fake cases for Zipp every birthday :)

Pipp got her love of mystery (and by extension: horror / spooky) from her sister

Pipp does not have an interest in being any type of leader! she likes to inspire, but not lead :)

Pipp loves to glamp, and takes Hitch with her! Sometimes she camps with him to "embrace nature"

She likes to hear Sunny's spooky stories of the Everfree Forest

Pipp is a speed reader >:3 Any book she reads she just zooms through it

She's a great liar, for acting purposes but also just to save her hide.

Pipp can also be max sneaky, or by being the younger sib with no real duty to fulfill, its much easier for her to slip under the radar. Could be a reason she adores fame so badly and chases it harder than Zipp or Haven do

Pipp knows the city streets like the back of her hoof

She doesnt take Hitch’s title of sheriff very seriously unless she’s in Maretime bay

Pipp is VERY good at being a hype pony [ She was so happy to hype up sunny i ship pipp x sunny call that star petals ]

ill be so honest, hitch was my favorite from the beginning :D he's my favorite g5 pony ever, he's so cute and i love him to no ends!! i really liked seeing him stand up for what he believed in, and then when sunny was like "look, i told you" he didnt try to make any excuse why any pony kinds couldnt be friends :) he accepted it and was ready to help! i loved his moral code, you dont see a lot of lawful good characters this day and age (as far as ive seen)

BUT they did... do something to change his character in mym and tyt, taking away his love for order and replacing it with "stupid cop" gags and him being extremely silly. I miss his overconfidence and ego :( i dont think it should have left with the movie's end, it would have been so funny is he was still such a hardass

When Hitch gets stressed, he tries to alieve the situation and then calm down

Hitch is a scaredy cat

He has an overwhelming love for Maretime Bay, and typically likes to stay there if he can

Hitch liked not having magic so he doesn't actually use the new magic he gains

Hitch is loved by everyone in Maretime Bay, and he loves to protect him as much as he can, but he doesn't baby them

He makes jokes about a holiday about him where everyone cleans up litter around town, but insists its a joke

He gives good advice!

Hitch wanted to protect Sunny from being alone, and often protected her from bullies

Hitch doesn't put his friends above the law, and insists on fair punishment

After he gets Sparky, Hitch doesn't get to work out as much

Adding onto that, Hitch and Pipp bond over mane care

He's a realist, and knows that he can be wrong. But he'd rather the proof be shown first before he switches his ideals

Hitch is always open to listen

so called "free thinkers" when misty brightdawn is the best character in make your mark by far, solely because she feels (to me) like the only 3 dimensional character in the series :/ otherwise i just love her range and how silly she can be :) she feels real and fleshed out and obv she's just cute

Misty's special talent is actually inspiring change within herself and in other ponies, but whatever mym said is fine too

She's a jack of all trades after being made to be basically a maid of Opaline

She's got an excellent sense of direction

Misty got magic with everyone else, but bc of being in Opaline's castle, it was delayed, and weaker + Opaline forbade her from using it

Misty is more willing to confide in Sunny if prompted, because of all the times Sunny's protected her from pressure + Sunny is just a nice beacon of hope to talk to

Misty and Sunny bond over having to find their place in the world on their own due to absence of parent

Misty likes exploring creative outlets with Izzy

Misty hangs out with Sparky and Hitch n they're like a little family (blatant Histy shipping...)

Misty knows a lot about ancient artifacts

Misty (should) have her own room in the Brighthouse specifically for her, that only she and Zipp know about bc they both like quiet time

Misty and Opaline have a similar was of thinking after being together for so long (even though they weren't close)

Her moral code isnt cyrstal clear, due to her conflicted ideals after meeting the mane 5

She doesn't see Opaline as anything more than a faulty mentor and boss, but Opaline does provide for her so Misty is fine to stay

Misty and Izzy bond over basically being outcasts of Bridlewood (for different reasons)

Misty does not scare easy (vs Hitch who does, and Pipp who loves to be scared)

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Lingering Trauma

(A/N) So I came up with the premise for this fic back when Hack-san first aired, but didn't want to write it because well, salters were screaming that Adrien was an attempted murderer who should be arrested and thrown in prison. Which uh... no. I waited until that had calmed down before starting on this. I just really wanted to put Alya through some trauma so that I had an excuse to focus on her thoughts and emotions, and her almost being Cataclysmed seemed like a good catalyst for that. Though I also ended up exploring Adrien's feelings quite a bit as well.

Adrien, Alya, and Marinette are all good kids who care about each other a lot and hate to hurt people, but sometimes it happens unintentionally, like with what this fic is sorting out. Luckily, they can also talk things out and get to a good place again! With hugs. Hugs are mandatory.

Oh yeah, I always intended to release this fic after whatever the newest episode after "Multiplication" ended up being. The fact that "Destruction" touches on some similar themes to this fic is fortuitous, but purely coincidental. I finished writing this fic months ago.

AO3

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“There’s only one Ladybug, which means you can only be… a sentimonster or an akuma!” Chat Noir took out his staff, spinning it around and aiming it at Scarabella.

Her mind raced, trying to come up with some way out of this situation. Dammit, she’d assumed that Marinette had given Chat some form of heads-up about her, but it must have slipped her mind. She had seemed to be in a hurry at the train station, she probably didn’t have time to consider her partner’s reaction to someone else showing up wearing the Ladybug Miraculous.

She held up her hands placatingly, hoping to assuage the angry catboy. “Woah, wait, I’m not a bad guy, I promise!”

“Liar! What have you done to M’lady?!” he geared up, hitting her across the midsection, sending her flying into a nearby chimney stack.

Right. She’d always loved watching clips of Ladybug and Chat Noir being super protective of each other, but being the one perceived as a threat to their partner’s safety? Not so much. “It’s not what you think! She trusted me with it!” Crap, what could she do to convince him she was telling the truth?! It’s not like she had a sworn affidavit from Ladybug proclaiming Scarabella to be her appointed substitute!

“She’d never do that without telling me! CATACLYSM!”

FUCK.

“LUCKY CHAR–”

She didn’t get the words out in time. 

Stumbling back, she stared at her hands as her suit slowly lost its luster, turning ash-black. Her fingers lost feeling, crumbling into dust before her eyes. As the corruption slowly spread down her arms, she fought to scream. Even that grew beyond her, the destruction reaching her chest, silencing her voice.

All she could do was watch as her body fell to pieces, until the last piece of her was gone.

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Alya woke up gasping. Fumbling blindly for the light switch, she felt along the wall of her room until she finally found it, flicking the switch.

As light flooded the room, she looked down at her hands.

They were intact.

She let out a deep breath. Of course they were. She wouldn’t have been able to turn on the light otherwise. 

Everything was fine. She’d gotten the Lucky Charm up in time, fended off Chat, and persuaded him she was one of the good guys. Heck, they’d even had fun together near the end, posing and joking together during the museum fight! Things worked out in the end.

So why were her hands still shaking?

Right. She just needed to get her mind off this for a bit. Once her brain had time to calm down, she’d try to sleep again. 

Setting her silk nightcap to the side, she pulled out her desk chair, waking her computer up.

Let’s see… maybe working on one of her articles for the Ladyblog would make her feel better. Even if it didn’t, at least she’d have something to show for her lack of sleep. 

Not something with Scarabella yet – she’d need to wait for her readers to submit videos of the fight, or petition the city to give her surveillance footage of her debut. It’d take a long time to comb through the videos, cut them together in an appealing way, and add her own commentary to it. Definitely something she needed to do, but not a task she wanted to undertake at 4 am on a school day.

What about the article she’d been working on before Marinette called her up? What was it again?

Frowning, she looked at her most recent docs. “Top Ten Most Inventive Uses Of Catacly-”

Abruptly she pushed away from her computer. Right. That was enough of that for today. 

Sighing, she eyed her bookshelf. What would be helpful for making her feel better…

Her vision caught on a thin, tall book with a red, yellow, and blue spine. 

Smiling, she put on her glasses. Majestia comics always helped her feel better. Her daring rescues, her interventionist philosophy, her steadfast belief that anyone could make a difference in the world - it always electrified her imagination, even back when she was a young child. Sometimes you couldn’t fix everything right away, but so long as you kept persisting, things would get better. 

Opening the book, she let herself get sucked into the adventures of her second favorite superheroine.

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“...Alya?” she heard Marinette ask.

Alya groaned, her head married to her desk

“Alya!”

“Is there an akuma attack?” she asked Marinette blearily.

“No, but-”

“Then NAP.”

“You’re gonna hurt your neck if you sleep like this!” her friend fussed.

“At least then I’ll sleep,” Alya muttered.

“Alya, what’s wrong?” Alya still couldn’t see Marinette’s face since her head was face down on her desk, but she could hear the concern in her friend’s voice. “Usually I’m the one coming in here half-asleep, because– well, you know why. You’re the bright-eyed, bushy-tailed one. Did something happen?”

“I–” she hesitated. “It’s nothing, really. Just some nightmares. Everything went fine.”

Marinette gently laid a hand on Alya’s arm. “If it’s keeping you up, then it’s not nothing,” she said quietly.

Would talking about it with Marinette even help anything? There wasn’t anything to change or fix, nothing bad had actually happened. She just needed to calm herself down, get her brain to realize that.

Turning her head to the side, she caught a glimpse of Marinette’s worried expression, her eyebrows drawn together as she gave Alya a small frown.

That sealed it. She still wasn’t sure whether talking to Marinette would help lessen her anxiety, but it’d help with her friend’s worries at least. It was worth a try. “Alright. But we need to talk about it at your place, not here.”

Marinette’s frown deepened, but she nodded. “First, though–” she rummaged around in her backpack, pulling out a U-shaped pillow. “Here. If you’re gonna sleep in class, at least lean back and use this. It’ll be more comfortable and less likely to cause problems.”

Alya took the pillow, settling it over her shoulders. “Should I ask why you have this stuffed in your backpack?” 

Marinette blushed. “Well, you know how little sleep I sometimes get. I figured it was better to prepare for a class nap than to just pretend I’d never need one.”

Alya chuckled. “Fair enough.” 

She laid her head against the soft pillow, absently noting the fine craftsmanship as she drifted off. “Oh, and Marinette? Thanks.”

“It’s the least I could do…” was the last thing Alya heard, before she drifted off to sleep.

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Alya settled down in Marinette’s room during lunch break, feeling a little less like a member of the walking dead than she had that morning. Thankfully Ms. Bustier let her sleep. She didn’t normally like her students sleeping in class, but she recognized that if they were tired enough that they were conking out on wooden furniture, they weren’t gonna learn anything anyway. 

She smiled, watching the little kwamis flitting around, Daizzi happily drawing on a piece of paper in one corner, Sass arranging a game of red light, green light in another. At least they were having a good time.

“So what’s going on?” Marinette asked, her chin on her hands. “I heard you muttering while you were napping, you didn’t seem to be getting good sleep, even during class.”

Alya looked away. Her dreams weren’t as vivid as earlier, but they still weren’t entirely peaceful. “How much do you know about what happened during Robostus’s attack? About my team-up with Chat?”

Marinette blinked, frowning. “Not much, just what you told me. I mostly rely on the Ladyblog for superhero-related news, and you haven’t posted much about it. I was actually gonna ask you about that, I’d expected you to have an article up about the ‘new hero’” she made air-quotes with her fingers, “and I wasn’t sure why there was such a delay. It’s not like you.”

Alya let out a frustrated sigh. “Yeah, the team-up… it went well near the end, Chat was fun to banter with and was good at following my lead, even when we weren’t able to discuss a plan ahead of time, but… it didn’t start out like that.”

Marinette cocked her head to the side. “What do you mean? I know you said that he was put-out that I’d told someone else my identity without informing him, that he felt like I’d been pushing him out of the loop, but we talked it through, and I think we’re okay now.”

“‘Put out’ is one term for it,” she replied. “Marinette, if, out of nowhere, a new Black Cat wielder appeared with no word of warning from Chat Noir, what would be your first assumption as to how this new Black Cat acquired the ring?”

“Well… hm. Chat wouldn’t tell his identity to anyone but me,” Marinette muttered, looking down in concentration, “so if someone else had his ring, then either he lost the ring and Plagg found someone else to use his Miraculous– wait, no, something like that’s happened before, Plagg just went and hung out at Fu’s. So he’d probably just take the ring to me. Which means that, if someone else had the Black Cat Miraculous, they probably stole it from Chat!”

Her face fell. “Wait… did Chat make that assumption too?”

Alya nodded. “I told him that you entrusted your Miraculous to me, but he couldn’t believe that you’d give your earrings to someone else without telling him, so…”

“So he assumed you must’ve gotten them through nefarious means,” Marinette concluded. “And if I hadn’t tried to contact him in some way about the theft, like by wearing my motorcycle outfit and waving him down, then–”

She froze. “Alya,” she said slowly, “did Chat Noir think that you’d hurt me so badly that I couldn’t get in touch with him?”

Alya nodded.

Marinette groaned, burying her face in one of her pillows. “He attacked you, didn’t he.” her muffled voice said. It wasn’t a question.

Alya nodded, before remembering that Marinette still had her head down. “I did persuade him I was one of the good guys, but it took me kicking his ass and pointing out that I could steal his ring, and choosing not to do so. Which he accepted, thankfully. But before that…” she trailed off, thinking back to the inky blackness that’d spread over her Lucky Charm as Chat destroyed it.

Marinette turned her face to the side to look at Alya. “Is that why you’ve been having trouble sleeping? Because of that fight?”

Biting her lip, Alya nodded. “I know why he thought I was a villain. Heck, if I’d been in his shoes, I’d probably have thought the same thing, been just as angry and scared about what’d happened to you. He found out I hadn’t hurt you and everything was fine. But when I see him using Cataclysm, think about what could’ve happened if just one small thing had gone differently–” she shuddered. The only living beings she’d ever seen Cataclysm used on were Sentimonsters. But they weren’t exactly regular creatures. If people were affected the same way that inanimate objects were…

She shook her head. No need to continue that line of thought, her nightmares had done that plenty.

Marinette looked away. “I– I know the feeling. I’ve had to face Chat a few times before. It’s never been pleasant fighting him. Especially–” a shadow crossed her face. “Never mind. Let’s just concentrate on you right now.”

Sounded like Marinette was leaving something out. “You can talk about it, you know. I don’t need to be the only one spilling my guts.”

Marinette shook her head resolutely. “It will never happen, I made sure of it. I don’t want to think about it.”

Alya frowned, but didn’t pursue the subject, filing it away for later instead. “If you’re sure. Anyway, that’s why I wasn’t sure about talking about it. I don’t see what can be done to help, except just… try to get over it.”

Humming to herself, Marinette looked around her room, her eyebrows drawing together. She climbed down her ladder, approaching the Miracle Box.

Alya hurried after her. “Marinette? What’re you doing?”

“Something I should’ve been doing more of since I became Guardian: sitting down and talking with my partner,” she lifted the box out, looking at each Miraculous symbol. “Hey Pollen, you up for a quick jaunt with Alya?” she called out. 

“Of course, my Guardian,” Pollen said, flitting over to Alya.

“Oh no you don’t!” Trixx protested, flying in front of her Holder. “Alya’s my Holder, mine! Bad enough I had to share with Tikki for a day, I’m not sharing with you too, I’ve got dibs! Besides, you already have a wielder, you just don’t get to be with her all the time like I do.”

Marinette let out an exasperated sigh. “Trixx, Rena has to remain hidden at all times, Alya can’t use you publicly.” 

Trixx opened his mouth, but Marinette barreled onwards. “And I know that you could cloak her in an illusion, but it’d only last five minutes and could be dispelled way too easily. It’s safer for this if she just uses a different kwami for this occasion. I promise that it’s temporary, and you’ll still be the one staying with Alya permanently.”

“What’re you talking about?” Alya asked. Sometimes Marinette forgot that not everyone was privileged with knowing how her thought process worked, and you had to get her to slow down and actually explain what she was doing and why. She’d become adept at it over the past school year. “I thought you said you were the one talking with him?”

“You and me,” Marinette clarified. “This whole issue arose through miscommunication, so maybe some better communication can help fix it.”

That… wasn’t a bad idea, actually. Though she had a feeling it wouldn’t matter much what she thought of it either way. Once Marinette had seized on a solution to a problem, she pursued it with a single-minded determination that both impressed and scared her. “Just make sure to let Chat know I’m coming this time.”

Marinette nodded, handing over the Bee Miraculous to her. “The transformation phrase is ‘Buzz on’.”

Taking the comb, Alya let out a slow breath. She didn’t know whether this would help, but– “Pollen, Buzz On!”

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Alya leapt across buildings, savoring the acceleration as she jumped, the exhilaration as gravity took hold of her and she fell back to earth, and the joy as she leapt once again. She giggled, unable to contain herself. As Rena she’d had to keep a low profile recently, and as Scarabella she’d had a villain to get to, but now? As Apidae? She could savor the abilities the Miraculous gave her.

A giggle escaped from Ladybug as she bounded, leaped, and swung alongside her. “Having fun?”

“You know it!” Alya said, indulging in a completely unnecessary (though oh-so-fun) double front flip, smoothly transitioning back into a run when she landed.

Ladybug’s expression softened. “I’m glad you’re feeling better. I was hoping a run would help, before-”

“Before we talk to Chat Noir,” Alya said, voice dropping a little. Normally she’d look forward to seeing the catboy, and part of her still did, but… with how she’d been reacting to any reminder of Cataclysm, she was afraid of what would happen when she met up with him again. 

Still. Marinette was right. She needed to talk to him, to attempt some sort of closure. She didn’t want to be afraid of watching the heroes’ fights, for fear of getting flashbacks. Maybe this would help, maybe it wouldn’t. But it was worth a shot. 

Rounding a corner, a flash of black caught her attention. Chat Noir’s ears perked up as he turned to face her.

Not for the first time, she wondered whether his senses improved as Chat Noir. She hadn’t noticed anything like that while she’d been transformed as Rena Rouge (or Rena Furtive nowadays), but then again, Chat Noir had always embodied the animal he represented more than most other Miraculous wielders did. No one else had a tail or ears that responded to their mood, after all. Seriously, that was a crime. She wanted to be able to wag her tail, dammit! And if Carapace had a tail of his own��

Nope. Not the time. She could think about how cute it would be to make her boyfriend blush in the suit, his tail betraying his feelings, later. This meeting was dedicated to something far less fun.

“Milady! And…?” he trailed off, looking at Alya.

“Apidae,” she supplied. “Though you know me as Scarabella.”

He nodded. “She did say that you would be using a different Miraculous.” Chat gave a mischievous smile. “You look bee-autiful, by the way.” 

She laughed. “Thanks, but I already have a boyfriend.” 

He shrugged, unbothered. “I only have one Lady in my life, anyway.” He tilted his head to the side. “So, what did you need to talk to me about? It’s great seeing you again, don’t get me wrong, but it didn’t sound like this was just a social call.”

That sobered her. She hated the idea of wiping the smile off of his face, but she was sure he’d be even more upset if he found out what she’d been going through, and that she hadn’t told him about it. He’d been kept out of the loop enough already. “I- I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately. I keep having nightmares. Getting flashbacks.”

He frowned. “Nightmares? Flashbacks? Why…” His eyes widened. “Is- is it because of something I did?” he asked hesitantly.

She drew in a breath, closed her eyes, and nodded.

“What is it? How- how did I hurt you?” His voice took on a strained tone.

“Do you remember when you first encountered me? How you thought I was a villain?” she asked softly.

He blinked. “Yeah, I thought you’d hurt Ladybug and stolen her earrings, so I-” His breath hitched. “So I… I tried to… to Cataclysm you… Oh. That’s- that’s why, isn’t it?”

She looked away to avoid seeing his face. If she kept looking at his devastated, kicked-kitty expression, she wouldn’t be able to finish describing her feelings. She needed to put this out there. “I had a nightmare last night where I didn’t get my Lucky Charm up in time. I slowly watched the corruption eat away at my body, until I crumbled into nothingness. I couldn’t get to sleep again for the rest of the night. Any mention of Cataclysm started to bring back those memories, the idea of ‘what-if?’” She took in a deep breath, centering herself. “Ladybug suggested I talk with you, see whether that would help me… I dunno, come to terms with it? 

“I- I didn’t know- I’m sorry, I-” his voice cracked. “I never wanted to hurt another person with my Cataclysm. Not again.”

“Again?” She’d never heard of Chat Cataclysming a person before. Sentimonsters a few times by accident, sure, and there was that one time Volpina faked him Cataclysming himself, but that was it. He only ever intentionally Cataclysmed non-living objects. 

He winced. “You know Uncanny Valley?”

“Of course I do!” she was one of Majestia’s biggest fans, she could hardly call herself that if she didn’t know about her daughter. “What does that have to do with… oh no. No, what happened?”

Ladybug put her hand on Chat’s shoulder. “Do you want to tell the story, or would you prefer I tell it, kitty?” she asked softly. 

He hesitated for a moment. “You tell it,” he finally said. “I don’t feel up to it right now.”

She nodded, turning to Alya. “During the fight with Techlonizer, the villain managed to grab Chat while he was distracted and whip him around so fast he wasn’t able to stop his momentum. He let Chat go when he was aimed right at me, with Cataclysm active in his hand. I wasn’t able to dodge in time. But Uncanny Valley saw what was happening, and took the blow instead.”

“I gave up the ring back then,” Chat said, fiddling with it. “I didn’t want to risk harming anyone like that ever again.” He let out a sigh. “But it happened again. I hurt you.”

Nope, she wasn’t letting him continue down this train of thought. It’d hurt both Marinette and Chat, compromise the fight against Shadow Moth, and would only make Alya feel worse than she did right now.

“Like I said back then, I don’t know that I can be Ladybug without you,” Ladybug said sharply, a tinge of panic in her otherwise firm voice. “I don’t want to have to find out, either.”

“Running away isn’t the answer,” Alya said. “The mistakes you made, the accidents that occurred… they could happen to any Black Cat. Hell, even Ladybug ended up making a sentimonster run amok-” she winced at the unintentional pun, but barrelled onwards “-when she was Lady Noire. We need to figure out a way to deal with stuff like this when it happens, not give up. That doesn’t fix anything.”

Chat looked down. “Do you have any suggestions? I- I’m just afraid I’ll mess something up again, if I try to come up with an idea.”

That would be tricky. It’s not like he was hitting the wrong targets on purpose. During the heat of battle, tempers ran high, and accidents happened. 

Still. There were some things they could try.

“What if you only called Cataclysm when you had a good idea what you’d use it for?” she suggested. “And tried not to use it unless you actually needed it, either. I’ve looked through a lot of the Ladyblog’s footage of your fights in the past-” very recently in fact, since she had been working on her Top Ten list for best Cataclysm uses, “-and over half the time, you just use it to break an akumatized object that would’ve been destroyed just as easily by snapping it with your hands, or stomping it on the ground. It’d also reduce the time pressure on you, since you wouldn’t be at risk of transforming back.”

“..Huh,” Ladybug said, a thoughtful expression on her face. “You know, that could work. There’d be some risk in it - it takes a second to prepare a Cataclysm, so if you only called it right before you were gonna use it, you’d risk getting interrupted - but it might be worth it.” She looked at her partner. “What do you think? It’s your call. If you think it won’t work or you just don’t want to do it, we’ll drop it. You’re the one who uses the power all the time. You’d have the best grasp of how feasible this is.”

Chat looked down, his eyebrows bunching up in concentration as he closed his eyes. After a moment he opened them and smiled. “You know? I think that might work. And if it might reduce the danger of Cataclysming something- someone- I didn’t mean to…” he looked down at his right hand. “I just don’t want to hurt people.”

“I think anyone who’s been around you knows that, kitty cat,” Ladybug said softly. “There’s a reason Fu chose you.”

Alya frowned. “This policy wouldn’t have stopped you from Cataclysming me, though, since that wasn’t an accident.” 

Chat Noir winced, looking away.

“I’m not saying it’s a bad idea,” she said, putting up her hands. “I was the one to suggest it. But we might need something else as well. Something based more on why you decided to jump to Cataclysming, when you don’t usually do that for supervillains.”

“I was angry and- and scared,” Chat said. “I thought you’d knocked Ladybug out, or maybe even-” He took a deep, shuddering breath. “I lost my mom recently. I was afraid that Ladybug was gone now too, like she was.” His eyes widened, processing what he’d just said. He whipped around to face Ladybug. “Sorry, I know we’re not supposed to say anything about our identit-ooph!”

Ladybug’s sudden bear hug knocked the air out of his lungs. “Kitty, you’re allowed to talk about stuff that hurts you,” her muffled voice said, “even if it’s with your civilian identity. I never wanted you to feel like you had to hide something that affected you that much. Just try not to say anything that’d make your identity obvious, that’s all.”

“Thank you, Milady,” Chat said, his voice quavering. He wrapped his free arm (the one that Ladybug hadn’t inadvertently trapped at his side with her hug) around her, returning the hug just as fiercely.

Alya smiled, wishing she could record this for the Ladyblog. Granted, Marinette wouldn’t like that, since she’d ordered Alya to get rid of her Ladynoir file, but she could still appreciate seeing the two of them being so close with each other. Romantic or platonic, they were quite the pair.

“Maybe you two should set up some contingencies for what to do if either of you suspect the other is… indisposed somehow?” She suggested. “I mean, I don’t think it’d stop Chat from freaking out if you were hurt - heck, I don’t think it’d stop ME from freaking out if you were hurt - but bad situations are less scary when you have a plan to deal with them. Just don’t expect that plan to survive contact with reality.”

Ladybug’s face lit up, as Alya knew it would. If there was one thing Marinette was good at, it was making plans for any possible future. “I think I can help with that, kitty,” Ladybug said. “Do you think it would help you, though?”

He gave her a soft smile. “I don’t know, but I want to try.”

Alya gave a small laugh. “Mind if I join the hug, or is this Dynamic Duo only territory?”

He blinked. Ladybug chuckled. “I think we can make room for one more.”

As she wrapped one arm around Chat Noir and the other around Ladybug, Alya felt safe and at peace, in a way she hadn’t since she’d transformed into Scarabella.

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That evening, Alya pulled up the list she was making of Cataclysm uses, reading them over before exiting the file.

She wasn’t ready to finish it yet.

But she would be.

[wafflesetc]

what is your interim conclusion about the season in general so far? (10x01 - 10x09) what stands out positively for you and what do you notice negatively?

Oh man, I had to really sit on this for twenty four hours because I wasn’t quite sure how to answer it. I’ll start by saying that I think I have more negatives about season ten so far than I do positives... Which is okay. But I also hate dwelling in all the negatives of something that I love, albeit it’s not quite the show we all used to know and love. So I will start with some of the positives that I have about the season. I sadly had to go back and look at an episode list of all the episodes that have aired this season because it’s all a blur that I had to make sure I was remembering correctly. 

I like that they are seemingly moving Adam and Kim forward. I know it’s not probably quite what the fans would like to see, but after years of the bouncing between the will they/won’t they - it seems like they are starting to give them some solid ground for a little bit, and the characters deserve that. I have loved seeing Adam be all domestic and in dad mode. I love him and Kim living at Disco Bob’s place together. I also like that they are letting Kim actually deal with the trauma she’s gone through over the past few seasons. It’s important to have her deal with it, accept it as best she can, so she can move forward. I’ll also add this, I hope they continue to move them forward into a good place. I adore Marina and Kim, but I haven’t necessarily loved what they have been doing with the character sometimes. I wish they’d give her more storylines, I feel like they have been repeating storylines with her. (Actually, I think they have been recycling a lot of storylines, not just with her, but with the majority of the characters.) 

I do like the introduction of Torres. I like that it’s a character we were introduced to before and he is seeming to mesh well with the rest of the team. I liked getting to know his background a bit more and I hope we continue to see them develop his character. I also really enjoy watching Kevin be a mentor for Torres through some 

And mostly, Tracy Spiridakos. It doesn’t matter what kind of content they are writing for her and whether or not I agree with it, she continually is phenomenal and will act it out of the park. I cannot sing enough of her praises. I am excited to see what she brings us in 10B. 

Now when it comes to the negatives I could go on a whole litany of different items but I am going to try and keep them relatively concise to the season and character(s) more as a whole. It’s no secret that the show suffered a big loss this year. I also think that they are struggling immensely in the presence of this loss. It feels like they are putting out fires left and right without really looking for the real source of the burn... I know Jay isn’t replaceable and I don’t want him to be replaced, but they are dragging Hailey through this mud put that keeps growing by yards and yards. I get that her reaction is in character and it makes sense for her, but there are a handful of different ways that this could have been written and handled but they are choosing to do it this way. And poor Kevin... It’s the same story for him time and time again, I wish they’d do something different for him. I also don’t know WHAT in the world they are trying to do with Voight but he went from lone wolf in the beginning of episode one telling Jay and Hailey that they aren’t each other’s keepers to then wanting to be the protector? 

Overall, I am having a hard time with the storytelling aspect in season ten. It’s either heavily character driven and we lack on a case or it is heavily case driven and there’s no momentum for the characters. Not every case has to be this huge production and we lack on any development or progression for any of the characters. Conversely, we don’t have to have such character driven episodes where the case seems to be lack luster. (Staring at you mid-season-finale). There are a time and a place for each of those different episodes, but they can’t seem to figure out how to do it this year. They also can have a character driven episode that’s spurred on by a case - and they have done that well in the past, but they just haven’t nailed it this year. 

I think at the end of the day, they are missing a piece of their puzzle. Regardless of where it stands on the matter, I feel like they are barely treading above the water and are struggling to stay afloat. I do think that there is still great potential with the characters that are currently there, they just have to tell the right stories... I hope that in the back half of the season they are able to find some middle ground again. 

[amaribelt]

double trouble

i love these two their always together so it feels wrong to introduce them seprately so here are the gorden ramseys of my characters (their nice i swear just very very passionate) also cos doodle from work

Name- duckie (ドゥッキー ）odile（オディル ）ducks are like swans (kinda) theirs also the story of 'the ugly duckling' of a swan raised by a family of ducks, odile is the name of the black swan from swan lake

CV- Kōki Miyata

Age-17

Birthday- july 24th (cancer)

Height- 183 cm

Dominant hand- left

Homeland- land of pyroxene

Club- film studies

Best Subject- music

Hobbies- playing the organ

Pet Peeves- bad movie adaptations of musicals

Favorite Food- orange soy salmon and rice

Least Favorite Food- oyster

Talent- ballet

UM- TBA

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Name- cosette (コセット ）leveret（リーッブレット ) cosette means 'little thing' leveret means 'young hare" their both french but that was not intentional

CV- Nao Touyama

Age-17

Birthday- august 8th (leo)

Height- 175 cm

Dominant hand- right

Homeland- land of pyroxene

Club- film studies

Best Subject- music

Hobbies- choreography

Pet Peeves- people not putting in effort

Favorite Food- hammed borgor <333

Least Favorite Food- licorice

Talent- ballet

UM- TBA

lore?? bullet points?? something~~~~~~

°both coming from rich families they met a few times at events or classes they would go to but never really talked until they met in ballet class in elementary school. when Cosette and Duckies families connections overlapped they started seeing more and more of each other

°they were both very passionate about their "niche" interests (well niche for kids most arent intrested in opera or ballet) and would often infodump about things like "how les mis the movie is a complete and udder disgrace the scoring is all wrong they ruined the scoring and were in insanely unhealthy filming conditions" or "the show cats is all about not having a main character them adding victoria completely ruins the show the chorography is atrocious and the actors cant sing"

°although they tend to be very harsh with terrible lack luster performances they both do work hard to clean up whatever productions they are working on and will be nice to you if they can tell your putting in effort and pushing yourself

°otherwises they (cos in particular) will either straight up replace you or make your life a NIGHTMARE, ballet and opera are extremally important to them and is the biggest form of expression so if your going to do it you should put your heart in soul into it.

°cosette took her brothers place at NRC and by the grace of god these two got roomed togther because Cos probably would have scared anyone else off, duckie was very confused why the wrong twin was on campus but thats their little secret no one else needs to know

°they are dating and i love them with all my heart

design notes and facts~~~~~~

°when telling my friend about Cos she said she was like gorden ramsey so she has canonically called someone the ballet equivalent of a idiot sandwich

°they have some of the most distinct eyes out off all my ocs, duckie has a sharper eye shape to kinda look like the siren makeup trend because the black swan in swan lake. our hero Odette is shy and introverted characterized by pretty and graceful movements while odile is bold confident theirs also a bit of color symbolism as white is seen as a 'pure' color while black is also viewed as 'elegant' and 'sexy' so i gave them a 'sexier' eye style they also have a lot of sharper and pointed bottom lashes.

°Cosette has rounded doe eyes and although not a deer bunnies also have that innocent look to them she also has more characteristic circular brows to look cuter, sometimes dogs and other animals have more district brow bones (??) that make it look like they have lil eyebrows they also kinda look like the little spots that red pandas have and they are absolutely adorible

°duckies little feather halo is based off of the headpeice that odette has duckies hair is also fluffy and spikey to kinda look like feathers, i really struggled with duckies color pallet because you can only get so far when the only thing the character is based off of is a glittery black tutu and the little top bit so i made it red because red is also seen with 'lust' 'love' and romance and stuff

°cosette was also a nightmare because the white rabbit like doesnt wear clothes?? so white red and purple accents, although i really didnt want to have both duckie and cos share the same 4 colors its whatever their dating so it can be a cute couple thing-

[quinnick]

18 and 37 if you wanna

18 (what is your opinions on season 4 so far?)

I really like the first half of season four (even if it's not the best season. S1 and S2 still hold that spot in my heart) but vol2 just is a total disaster. I get that it couldn't have a real ending since it's closely tied to S4 but it still has a lot of problems. Like, I find it unnecessary to continue to torture Max after vol1 and only undercuts the best scene in the whole season. And also it cut between too many views. And I could go on and on but mostly my biggest pet peeve about the season is that the storylines don't really converge in a meaningful way. They still feel too separate by the end of the season. My favorite part of every season is always when the mess of plotlines converge into one plotline and each character has learned something in their own plotline that makes them useful to the ending. S2 was my favorite converging of the plotlines (if not also S3) because of the high stress. The 2 plotlines (Nancy and Jonathan meeting up with most of the party and Steve) that knew nothing about what was going on in the lab meeting right at the lab gate? Inspired. The tension. The non-stop action that pulled you along and didn't give you a moment to breath even though something horrific just happened is so cool to me. But it felt so lack luster in S4. I think it would have been better without the months wait but still, not a great ending. S5 could change my opinions a bit but I still wouldn't like the pacing.

(sorry for the rambling. I have a lot of opinions) 37 (How do you think they will handle Byler?) Hmmm, I actually haven't thought about it that much. I think for sure we aren't going to get a lot of them just being a couple but if they make it canon, I think they will pull it off great !! They already have enough set up and the Duffers can write healthy romances (Bob x Joyce and Lumax) and since Milkvan was meant to be bad, they clearly they know what an unhealthy relationship is. So I have high hopes

[bapydemonprincess]

It had been a quiet and rather boring night at the Phantomhive Manor.

The wine was flowing freely still as the hours soared by. 

The guests besides himself were.. ahem .. lack-luster to say the least..

The little boy Earl had gone two hours earlier to bed, so nothing could be done about that.

And as for the Phantomhive staff, well....

Lau found himself thrust into a plain wooden chair in a room he couldn’t be certain he’d seen before in the vast manor.

It looked like some kind of unused storage area.. 

Hm, maybe that’s why I’ve never seen it- The man thought idly before his train of thought was interrupted by the click noise of a door being firmly shut, harder than usual on purpose, as well as the light all around him dimming.

The butler that was in the small space with him lit a match seconds later, and lit a candelabra in his grasp.

Still always one to be extra I see..

The maid meanwhile grabbed another chair- that once again Lau hadn’t seen was among them -and pushed it against the door knob of the only exit, expertly blocking it from being opened from the outside.

Which means it doesn’t have a lock like oh so many other doors in this manor...

“My apologies for the abrupt interruption of your merry-making and kidnapping you, Mr. Lau,” The butler finally dined to speak up, “However, you see, Mey Rin and I would like to ask you a few specific things, and we were certain this would be the only way to go about it.”

Lau kept himself obediently in place, seemingly placid and as unbothered as usual.. though his thin minimal eyebrows did lift a tad higher at the butler’s description of why he was here forced into an empty, unused (or was it..) closet, with the exit blocked off.

And then he laughed.

Only a bit.

“Ohh ho ho, this is so fascinating! I never thought my intentions would ever bring any of you lot to your knees this way!”

The man brought a sleeve covered hand to his mouth as he continued to titter.

“Goodness, just look at you! You both look to be at your wits end! Well, alright, alright then,” He waved the same covered hand from before at them, “I concede, I give! I certainly never wished to have to see the ugly side of the Earl’s most handsome staff, really~!”

The maid flushed in seconds flat, and jerked her head back as if sourly put-upon.

“M-Mister Lau, y’can’t just say things like that t’get outta this, no you can’t! Especially not after we both saw you plain as day smooth talkin’-”

The butler swished his arm over, as if to physically block the maid from continuing her outburst of verbal frustration.

But it was definitely too late.

Lau tilted his head juuust a little bit.

“”Smooth talking”, you say? Me...?”

...

He looked...

Confused as all get out.

“Hum, then I suppose this isn’t about some... personal slight of sorts like I thought it was..?”

Again the maid’s lips parted, but also so did the butler’s.

And he got the words out first.

“You might as well call it such, Mister Lau, for we servants all feel.. accountable for each other; responsible. If one of us falls, the others pick them up and patch them up. We have a system; Withstanding; Unbroken.”

The butler stepped closer.. and then the maid followed a step behind...

“The same can go for when someone outside our own leagues finds themselves... fancying one of ours... It would be like finding a mole hidden amongst our rank, you see.”

That sleeve covered hand rose again to cover the Opium Dealers’ lips.

This time his shoulders shook.

“You.. You’re really... You’re interrogating me o-over... my attempts to woo the CHEF??”

Sebastian and Mey Rin shared looks for but a moment.

Then, with a serious and stern look at Lau, gave him one single nod.

Lau promptly curled in on himself laughing and fell out of his chair.

Well... He thought through the tears and the pain in his gut.. it’s certainly not a boring night now~!

[desmondkane-of-ao3-fame]

Is any head canons about how Skara and willow celebrate each other’s birthday? What would they get each other? I like to think Skara would try again getting willow the glass rose

Ah, birthday celebrations. I love it! And let's see about that rose, shall we?

Skara's birthday is up first, since she's the older of the two. She likes to go all out with celebrations, and her birthday's are no exception. She love's to make them big affairs, with all her friends and family and a lot of big food for everyone and a big dance and gelatin pools and all that crazy stuff. And despite Willow's own penchant for not being particularly interested in big and wild, Skara still likes to throw those parties. However, she now ends them early, thanking her guests before sending them off, so that she and Willow can spend the rest of the day together, as Skara's personal favorite birthday gift to herself: time alone with the woman she loves.

Willow's birthdays are a lot smaller than Skara's. Often just her, her friends, and her dads in her apartment, eating cake, opening presents, and having a nice time. Skara finds these... a touch lack-luster. She thinks parties should be big affairs bent on making wild and fun memories. But Willow finds joy in the simpler, smaller parties, and so Skara enjoys them with her. But, when everyone else is gone, and Willow's parent's are in bed, Willow and Skara sneak out of her apartment and walk to the near-empty Bonesburough park, where they celebrate together alone with delightful music and spend the night together before sneaking off back to their homes.

Willow likes to get Skara things she thinks Skara will enjoy. music and candy from the human world, tickets to little-known musicals in town, and of course, little plants for Skara's windowsill garden. Skara always cherishes these items and tries to keep them in as pristine a condition as possible (except the candy. That's usually gone five minutes after Willow leaves).

Skara's gifts tended to be a bit more expensive at first: there was the glass rose from Christmas (or the attempt to give it, anyway), a crown she bought for her that may or may not have been an actual crown from a long-dead empire, a plant from a far-off isle that neither of them had even heard of, all of which cost more Snails then Willow thought was possible. She appreciated the gifts, of course. Loved them, even. But she always felt uncomfortable with them. She didn't grow up with a lot of Snails herself, so getting so many big, pricey gifts makes her feel bad, like she can't repay Skara ever. When she told Skara about her feelings finally, the Bard was a bit upset, thinking she did something wrong, but she accepted Willow's desires. Now, instead of big, flashy gifts, Skara does something she knows Willow loves: writes her a new song to sing about her love for the plant Witch. Willow loves them to death, kissing Skara after each song to show how much they mean to Willow.

The most expensive gift Skara got for Willow after that was an attempt to make up for the glass rose. For Willow's fifth birthday since the incident, Skara wanted to try and get Willow another one. Except this time, she decided to make it herself, to show how much she loves Willow. So, Skara got into glass blowing, spending hundreds of Snails from her personal funds for the best classes she could find, and trying to get as perfect a gift as possible!

It was absolutely terrible. She hated glass blowing, and by the time she'd finished it, the darn thing was cracked and air bubbles were everywhere and the second Willow laid eyes on the rose it shattered. Skara was devastated, but when she told Willow she made it herself, Willow literally couldn't stop laughing and kissing Skara's face for the next ten minutes. It's the most ridiculous thing Willow could have imagined, but it's just the sort of over-the-top and beautiful gesture Skara would take. She's eternally grateful, and tells her silly, beautiful junk like this is why she fell in love with Skara in the first place. Which, of course, overloads Skara's bisexual disaster meter and causes her to faint.

[lgcjaekyung]

FUTURE DREAMS S5 PART I ♥ INTERVIEW SOLO

“this show is like a box of pralines: you never know what you’re gonna get!”

being called in for an interview at this point wasn’t new for jaekyung anymore. she thrived off the chance to share her thoughts and potentially tickle a laugh from one or the other staff behind the camera. “woah, different songs? did the staff really mess up or was this planed from the get go?” her eyes narrow suspiciously at the various lenses pointed at her, finger wiggling conspiratorially as if she’d just uncovered one of the worlds best kept secrets.

“I liked dalla dalla and my group too, we had a lot of fun learning the dance and figuring out who got to sing what lines. to be in a group with two of the most well knows trainees too was... woah it was great. areum-ie and me have been friends for ages since we trained a lot together but nabi and me haven’t had much of a chance to talk before now and she’s an absolutely darling to be around! they’re both such skilled dancers and annamae is an amazing leader. asami is also someone I knew from day one so helping each other comes natural either way,” she rambles on excitedly, sharing her thoughts up until now. clasping her hands beneath her thighs she sways in her seat from left to right a little, humming in thought.

“but if I had to choose a different song... I think I’d still stick with dalla dalla. i think each song would be fun to perform and the other groups did make it look fun as well! however, maybe it’s because I’ve just grown attached to my group now but I wouldn’t wanna change,” she admits sheepishly with a smile and a shake of her head. 

“which group seemed kind of lack luster... i feel like the hala hala boys had a hard time... the song is very dance and performance heavy. you could tell some of them struggled to portray the mood or the performance of the song well.” she does feel sorry for throwing keeho under the bus but in comparison to the rest she had to remain honest.

“i’m sure they can improve even more with the added opportunity to perform at the family concert. it’s... amazing to be honest. I love the song and to get to share the high notes with kiyeon-ie- hehe. even though I’m a little bit jealous. I wanted that particular belted high note,” she admits sheepishly with a tiny pout on her lips, swaying back and forth a bit more. “but it’s okay. kiyeon-ie will sound amazing, I’m sure of it! we’ll just share the spotlight, that’s fine with me!”

[cidthesquid]

A Battle Royale Game with less guns and more Fashion! (Naraka Bladepoint)

So just putting this out there, this post is not a knock againsts FPs game or standard battle royales, I used to play a lot of COD, halo, PUBG and the like. So I have nothing against them. (I just needed a catchy title)

But I have not really engaged with any of those series much in the last few years, and generally lean towards single player focused JRPGs. But the one online game (Aside from FF:XIV) that I've spent the most time in has got to be Naraka Bladepoint!

Now I should mention that this game is F2P, so the actual outfits in this game will cost real money, But I've been playing this for a few weeks and have been having fun without spending any money. Mainly because this game features a detailed character customization!

I've seen some Single player rpgs that has less options than this! ...And to be honest, it's a little overwhelming, even if they really just let you edit the face and skin only.

Just look at all these options for the Second 'Chin adjustment' Section!

I'm going to have to leave most of this alone..

They also have a dedicated section for 'blush', most games pair this with other settings, making it so you have to trade off blush for tattoos or other features. And you can also adjust where the blush appears on your character. And for eyebrows..

What even is this? you get a choice of not just the 'pattern' but also the 'shading' (brightness) and a separate color option. Then there's a whole separate section with slides three different parts of the eyebrows, insider, middle and outer. not just left/right side. It's pretty crazy to see just how much a tweak to the eyebrows changes the expression:

I'm trying to create my standard 'cid' avatar, From style savvy, it was pretty easy in Fashion Dreamer and FF:XIV, As both have presets, but It's much harder with this game's more realistic style, and lack of presets for each section. And now the section I always get stuck on:

I don't know what it is about noses, but I never know what to do with them. I guess I've never paid any attention to them on others, so I don't really know what's considered 'a good nose' nor do I really have any preferences for designing them. Unless they distract from the rest of the face, I normally just want to leave them alone.

At most, I'll just tweak a few sliders to make it 'not generic' (i guess) and try to not make it look worse. This is really hard! Next we move on to lip options:

And here's where they decided to cheap out:

A few basic patterns, and two sliders 'shading' (color) and Luster (finish). It's not a huge deal, but feels like an odd choice, especially when eye makeup has like 3 times the options:

But when it comes to lip model, don't worry, you'll be back to being flooded with sliders:

Aside from skin tone, they also have two different "skin types:

It may be hard to see without zooming in, but they change the shading a bit, and how light interacts with your character's skin tone.

You'll also be able to adjust the luster, aging, and give your skin a metallic sheen?

You'll have multiple design slots for each character, and you can always go back and edit them for free!

Extra hairstyles can be unlocked as well, and can be switched at any time, as they not saved in your custom 'faces' for each character.

So here's my final look:

Not exactly a perfect fit, but I still think it turned out well:

(Turns out I had noting like the in-game outfit unlocked in ss, oops!) But again, my 'Cid' design does not have any set rules, other than "look cool and confident" so I guess this fits! I still need to mentally work on the "You don't need to justify your character creations" bit, But I think branching out my 'Cid' design with each game is helping a little, hopefully I'll be able to move to just saying "I want to make a cool looking character". or any other style, Fun, cute, funny, tough, etc. but that's still a work in progress! Anyways,I've been having a lot of fun editing various characters, but playing F2p means I'm limited in who I can unlock, But I'm not limited by how much creativity I can use!

Although, it's kinda sad that all these really cool outfits are locked behind $15+ purchases and lootboxes.

But, I guess they gotta fund their game somehow :-/ Anyways, I had a lot of fun playing and talking about this game with you all! Thanks for sticking by and reading this super long post! I've wanted to talk about a create-a-character in a game for a while, and this game happened to be wild enough to justify a post!

As always, all comments, questions, and suggestions are welcome! You literally can't bother me, unless you go out of your way to be a jerk, so post whatever you want to say