#if i can i want to actually travel so cipher can do it

[theninjamouse]

@cipher-the-sidhe I'm cycling through OoF tattoo ideas GET READY I'm gonna invade your dms soon

And just cause I'm curious, I want to see which of my vague ideas people might like

I gotta wait til after my surgery in august but I am already buzzing to get it done

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

@steddiemas Day 6 - Baking & Cookie Decorating

pairing: pre-steddie | word count: 1,911 | rated: G

A couple days later finds Eddie on his way to Steve’s house at the early as fuck hour of 8:30am

“AARrugh–fuuck!” he curses again, trying to stifle down another cracking yawn, “It should be illegal to be up this early.”

“You mean the normal time people get up?”

“No, normal is lunchtime. Realistic is two.”

“God, you’re such a loser.”

“And yet you still hang out with me.”

“Uh, no. I hang out with Steve and El and Lucas and sometimes Dustin. You’re just there by association.”

“Ouch Red, that hurts my soul.” He winces dramatically 

“What soul?”

Eddie grins at her, “Touché, Maxine”

Her tiny, pointy knuckles meet his bicep as he pulls Bessie into the Harringtons’ driveway.

They’re having a pre-thanksgiving dinner with the party before they all have actual Thanksgiving with each of their families, and Max insisted on coming over early to help Steve with preparations.

“If we don’t go help, he’s going to do it all by himself you know.”

“Robin will be there, I’m sure.”

“Yeah, he’s gonna do everything by himself. You know Robin is moral support at best.”

“And what are we gonna be, huh? You think I’m any better?”

She had huffed at that. “We’re going, Munson.”

So, here they are. Like Eddie suspected, as soon as they breach the front door, Robin is visible on one of the stools at the island, sleep rumpled and a mug in hand, and Steve is standing at the stove already.

“Good ‘morrow to you, Lord and Lady Buckley,” Eddie bellows, startling them both, “Myself and the young Miss Mayfield have traveled far to be with you on this momentous day, and to offer to you our services.” he gives them a dramatic bow, glancing up through his lashes.

Steve is grinning, Robin has collapsed forward onto the counter in front of her, Max is groaning. 

He stands straight again, “We may only be a couple of lowly peasants in your Kingdom, but the call to help was unavoidable.”

“Eddie did not want to come help, lemme make that clear.”

“Shut up, Max”

“You shut up, liar–”

“Okay, okay!” Steve laughs, interrupting them, “Many thanks to you both for making the trip; your help will be greatly appreciated.”

Eddie’s stomach goes soupy, he loves when Steve plays along.

“So, what can we do?” he asks, clapping his hands once and rubbing his palms together like he’s itching to get started.

“Well, it is still pretty early (“I told  you.”, “Shut up, Eddie.”), so right now you can help by telling me how you like your eggs.”

The turkey goes into the oven halfway through breakfast, Steve having prepped it last night, so Steve starts to cipher out what else he needs to make.

“Dustin said that Claudia was making a pumpkin pie for us, so we’re set there, I’m making the sweet potato casserole, Lucas said that his mom is sending over a pan of greens with him and Erica, Robin has the stuffing covered–”

“I make a mean can of Stovetop.” Robin cuts in from the sink where she’s washing the few dishes from breakfast.

“Pretty much everyone else is bringing something…” Steve looks lost for a moment, then his expression turns tense, that crease between his brows cuts deep into his skin.

Max must see this too because she says, “What about cookies?”

“Cookies?”

“Yeah, like the sugar cookies you made everyone a tin of last year?” “You made everyone sugar cookies?? Why wasn’t I given any?” Steve rolls his eyes, “‘Cause last year you were just Eddie “The Freak” Munson,”

“Hey–I resent that,” Eddie pokes Steve in the chest, “I’m still Eddie “The Freak” Munson, thank you very much.” “Many apologies, Your Freak-ness, how ever shall I make it up to you.” His tone is sarcastic, but the words make a whole matter of unsavory retorts gather on Eddie’s tongue.

“C’mon Steve, I want those damn cookies!” Max demands, smacking a palm onto the counter to really sell it.

“Hey! Language.” 

“I also want some of those damn cookies.” Robin agrees.

“Yeah c’mon Stevie, I didn’t get to have any last year and now I’m curious.” “Dude, they’re the best cookies ever. I hate that he only makes them once a year.”

“Okay, okay, fine! Lemme make sure I have everything I need.”

He does, so he gets to work as requested demanded, though he does send Max and Robin (with her newly acquired license) to the store for powdered sugar. “For the frosting..I’m sure you want frosting on these, right?”

Eddie sticks close after they leave, watching Steve work and passing him ingredients.

At one point, Eddie scoops up a cup of flour for him, only to have Steve wrap his hand over his on the handle of the cup and start to stir the flour in it with a fork.

“Uh, do you always need to stir your flour before putting it in?” Is that a thing? Eddie has never done that, even within the few times he’s ever actually baked something before.

“You do if the person scooping packs it into the cup like this.” Steve teases, spinning the fork around in his hand to scrape the now-overflowing heap of flour off the top of the measuring cup and back into the bag with the handle. “Flour doesn’t get packed down to measure, fluffy and loose measurements only.” Steve pulls Eddie’s hand forward and upends the cup over the mixing bowl. 

Eddie’s mouth feels like it’s coated in flour.

“There! Perfect. I’ll need another cup just like that one.” Steve smiles and passes the fork to him.

He lets Eddie's hand go and turns back to the bowl, mixing the flour in with one of those rubber scraping spatulas instead of using the electric beater he’d used for the eggs and sugar.

“So,” Eddie re-wets the inside of his mouth so he can talk correctly, “Why do you only make these once a year?” He carefully scoops up another helping of flour.

“They’re usually Christmas cookies and I– aw shit.”

“What?”

“I don’t have any non-Christmas themed cookie cutters.”

Eddie immediately thinks back to one of the last Christmases he had with his mom. Ouch…damn it. 

He gulps down the lump in his throat. “Do you have any empties?”

Eddie can feel Steve watching him as he works, carefully cutting the tops and bottoms off a good sized bag of empty soda and beer cans over the sink. He cuts the new aluminum rectangles in half lengthwise and sets the strips aside.

“You’ve made these before?”

“Yep! Easier to make your own than buy them, y’know?”

Steve chuckles, “Yeah, that makes sense.”

“My mom liked to make new ones every year, so I have a lot of practice doing this,” Eddie pushes on, picking up a strip of metal and folds it in half lengthwise. “We’ll need some tape for the open side, but basically you fold it like this, shape it however you want, and fold the ends over each other to keep them closed.”

He demonstrates, making a messy heart shape pretty quickly. “You can link more than one together if you want, too. Make bigger ones…Ta da!” He shows off the ‘finished’ shape.

“Sweet!”

By the time Robin and Max return, Eddie’s got a pile of aluminum strips ready to go, and Steve’s done with the dough.

“Perfect timing, ladies, come help us make cookie cutters.”

Max pulls up a stool immediately, grabbing a couple of the metal strips, but Robin huffs. “Aw, what? We have to make the cookie cutters first? I thought I’d come home to a house full of cookies, Steve.”

“The dough has to chill in the fridge for an hour, and we don’t have any Thanksgiving themed ones.” Steve says, rolling his eyes at her. “Also, you weren’t even gone that long!”

Robin pulls up a stool, “Excuses, Steven.”

Turns out, there’s not that many shapes associated with turkey day, so after the obligatory pumpkin shape, and a surprisingly well-shaped turkey-looking blob, they make whatever else they feel like.

Robin uses a ruler she found in a drawer to fold some ridges into a circle shape, “It’s a pie, obviously.”, Steve uses a few strips to make what he says is an elephant, “Yeah, an elephant. These are the two ears and this is the trunk.”, Max uses two of the strips to make some sort of flower shape with five pointy petals, “A…poinsettia?” Eddie asks; “A demogorgon.” Steve and Max say at the same time. Ah., and Eddie spends his time linking a good few together to make the Hellfire demon. 

“I hope this doesn’t get all blob-y.”

Steve looks over at his creation, “It shouldn’t, the dough holds up pretty well when it’s baked; that’s why you let it chill for a bit.”

He stands then, retrieving the saran-wrapped hunk of dough from the fridge and gets to work rolling it out.

Eddie watches the muscles in his arms bunch and pull, and, like a sap, thinks about how they’d feel wrapped around him. He likes hugs, okay? Sue him.

The four of them cut batch after batch after batch of cookies (each of them sneaking bites of the dough as they do), and by time they are baked and fully cooled, the sweet potatoes are in the oven, the stuffing is sitting done on the stove, there’s a sheet of rolls waiting to go in after the casserole, the others start to show up.

“Oh sweet, cookies!” Dustin’s finger immediately dunks into the bowl of frosting Steve just finished whipping up.

“Hey! Hands off, asshole, I still need to color some of that.

Steve passes Eddie a bowl of the stuff, a couple of drops of food coloring sitting on top. “Mix that up, will you?” I’m making the orange, that’s yellow.”

Eddie gives him a mock salute, “You got it boss.”

“Henderson, grab the sprinkles, you’re helping with these.”

The island is a disaster by the time they are done frosting the cookies. There’s colored sugar everywhere, loose M&Ms, broken pretzels, and there’s even a glob of red frosting hanging precariously from the underside of one of the far cabinet doors (somehow).

Each of the new arrivals grab up a couple of the cookies to decorate once they get in, adding their own goofy-looking additions to the heap.

Mike and Nancy are the last to arrive, toting a huge bowl of fluffy mashed potatoes, and they dig into the turkey soon after. 

They eat and eat and eat, laughing and eating some more, that by the time anyone gets around to the cookies, the very outside of their frosting has hardened to a crust and the inside is still soft and sugary.

“Oh my god, Steve.” Eddie moans, “This is the best cookie I’ve ever tasted.”

Steve’s face flushes pink, but he smiles wide. “I’m glad you like them, Eds.”

“I need to take some home to Wayne.”

Steve passes him a tupperware container of their creations as he’s leaving, along with an index card with Steve’s distinct handwriting is scrawled across it; the recipe for the cookies.

Eddie gets home that night just before Wayne heads in for his shift. “Y’have a good day, son?” he asks, plucking out one of the cookies from the container Eddie holds open for him as they pass each other in the doorway.

He smiles wide, “Very..”

other parts! Pt. 1 (Day 1) | Pt. 2 (Day 2) | Pt. 3 (Day 5) | Pt. 4 (Day 6) [YOU ARE HERE] | Pt. 5 (Day 7) | Pt. 6 (Day 11) | Pt. 7 (Day 13) | Pt. 8 (Day 18) | Pt. 9 (Day 21) | Pt. 10 (Day 25) also on AO3! this year

[griffonsgrove]

OC || Introductions

hello my darlings!! I've really been wanting to introduce a few of my main characters to you all!! I was thinking of possibly doing headcanons/oneshots/drabbles in the future! (May be purely self-indulgent but we'll see) That being said, This is basically a very brief intro and info dump about each character. So let's get started!!

All characters and art belong to me!! Like I've said before I'm an artist and draw scenes and characters. I have a shit ton of art of all these guys that I'd love to share if anyone's ever interested!

cw: death, murder, cannibalism? minor sexual themes (one of my ocs is an incubus), minor violence.

Night

I've had her the longest, I made her several years ago. She's literally just a self-insert for EVERYTHING I enjoy sshejwka. But on another note! This is Night, she's a humanoid griffin hybrid (griffins being the mythological beast, half eagle half lion). She's very sweet and friendly. She's so mom-coded omg. Like she'll bake you little treats, makes sure your dressed for the weather, and reminds you of things you need to get done.

She has this locket around her neck that she keeps close to her. This is because it contains her "soul" or "spirit" inside of it. Every griffon has one, and it's what helps her to transform. Which btw shapeshifterrrr. Her true form being that of an actual griffin. She's a gentle giant though don't worry.

Tom

I know what you're thinking and no, he's not related to Bill Cipher. Tom is a 25-year-old art college student. He's a no-nonsense kind of guy, and very easily irritated. He's a fine arts major and does a lot of painting. He HATES his roommate (there's literally nothing wrong with him he's so nice and friendly, tom is just a dick). He's got a pet snake!! He's a hognose named Poncho! He's a total stonerrrrrrr, it's the only time he'll be chill honestly.

He and his roommate live in a city style apartment, on the first floor, complete with a basement. Unbeknownst to his roommate, Tom has a secret black market business selling organs to dealers. The basement is where he does all the harvesting, it strictly prohibited for anyone to go down there. It makes hella money though, which he uses to help pay his tuition (art college is expensive!)

Orphan btw. His mom is Night actually (an adoptive relationship) She loves and cares about him very much, the same goes for him. He usually acts more behaved if she's around.

Roman

Roman is, well he's a--thing?? creature?? I haven't decided in all honesty but he's dangerous. He travels all across the country, making sure to be well hidden. He's a serial killer oop. His signature weapon being a bowie knife. Bros got some major sadistic and animalistic tendencies. Eats his victims btw. He can't rly show his face in public, and the mans gotta eat right??

He likes to hunt. His victims are essentially "prey" to him, and he does so enjoy the thrill of a chase. He's got a looooooong tongue (as you can see) he's accidently bitten it once or twice with those sharp teeth of his. Has a tail as well, yk what espeons tail looks like? yea it's like that. His ears are sensitive btw he doesn't like them being touched.

Can never stay in one spot for too long, constantly on the move, he's got great stamina and can run for quite a long time.

Damien

WOOO. RUFFmEOW. BIG STRONG MAN LETS GO RAGHHH. ya so this is Damien. As you can tell I love him very much and I'm so very normal about him. He's an incubussss (sex demon basically). Literal definition of a Himbo. He's a big beefy guy who's wholesome and sweet, despite his line of work.

Super flirty, and also hypersexual. It's what he feeds off of, and how he regenerates and gets his magic. which btw, he can be summoned!

He's got a looot of body hair, happy trail for dayysss! Also has a bunch of peircings, snake bites on his face, and nipple peircings on his pecks. He's got numerous scars littered all over his body too. He's really sweet an attentive, as well as respectful! What more could you want in a man??

Alecto

BIG WOMAN. she's literally just my "villain" version of Night, however she's not a self-insert. I gave her, her own story and lore. She's the main antagonist in an animated series I'm creating. Her name is based of the Mythological woman "Alecto" Who was a fury of the underworld, she symbolizes rage and spreads it across the world.

She's very quick to anger. "hot-headed" (Pun-intended). The back of her hair is literally fire, and it can grow and change depending on her mood. Those gauntlets on her arms are strong AF and razor sharp, you do not want to get on her bad side. Ngl, she kinda feral at times, yk how Miguel O'Hara literally ran on all fours to chase after Miles Morales??? Yea she does that.

She's evil muehahshegsh, but also classy. She's also really tall!!! like about 8'6'' DAYUM. she'll crush you.

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annnndd thats a wrap!! These are the main Oc's that I adore and use on a regular basis, they each hold a special place in my heart. I rly would love to do occasional drabbles or head canons with my babies at some point, but I'm not sure anyone would read/enjoy them 😭

Nevertheless, I do hope you enjoyed my small ramble about these guys, as you can see, I'm totally normal about them.

Oh!!! and if you're ever wanting any more of my art just lmk!! I mainly post my writing on this blog, but if y'all wanna see, I can def show!!

[ckret2]

Your goldilocks cipher stuff gives me an unreal amount of dopamine (maybe i just like bill a lot idk) do you have any fun tidbits and details about the au that wouldn’t be too spoilery?

Thank you!! Here's a bunch of random trivia:

The (English) name of Bill's language's written script is Plaintext. Like, y'know, plaintext:

In cryptography, plaintext usually means unencrypted information pending input into cryptographic algorithms, usually encryption algorithms. This usually refers to data that is transmitted or stored unencrypted.

Which is ironic, since Bill's the ONLY person to whom the text is unencrypted. But then, from his perspective, it's the only "unencrypted" text he ever actually sees—all the languages he uses in day-to-day life are foreign languages to him.

In the Bill Cipher AMA, somebody asks Bill what he thinks about all the fangirls he has, and Bill says they should all go to the Nevada desert and assemble a throne to wait for him. In fic, I've decided it'd be funny to give him a women-only cult in Nevada. The leader of the cult is named Mary and the underling most often referenced is Sue, because—and I say this with love and affection—if "fangirl who's put in a fic so she can meet her favorite tumblr sexyman" ISN'T a textbook Mary Sue, I don't know what is.

Bill really likes monster trucks. He's convinced himself that he'd be a TERRIFIC monster truck driver, because he can see the future, so obviously he'd know how to avoid any car crashes. He's probably wrong about this. It's a more physically taxing job than you'd think, and a human body is more easily taxed than he's used to.

Current favorite human food is nachos with sprinkles on top. Gotta be triangular nachos. If the chips are circular or rectangular it will legit depress him. Also plain old cheese is boring, give it some texture, it's gotta have peppers hot enough to kill a toddler.

Sometimes Bill talks to Waddles as if he's speaking to the Temporarily Genius Waddles and expects him to understand what Bill's saying.

If Bill's watching a show/movie and doesn't want to spoil the ending for himself he has to fight NOT to glance into the future to see what happens. Imagine if every time you read a comic book, all of the pages automatically separated and spread out across the table so you could see every page at once, and you had to keep resisting the urge to glance at the last page to see what happens. That's what trying not to glance forward is like for Bill.

Nobody's commented on this yet, so idk if anyone's caught it, but in chapter 2:

He carefully positioned himself directly in front of the trio, glancing down at the floor as if looking for the right mark to step on,

and in chapter 3:

Mabel considered his feet thoughtfully before spray painting an X where she estimated he’d been standing before.

“You got lucky—” he cast a dirty look at the X spray painted on the ground, “—but luck changes.”

In chapter 2 Bill saw the X on the floor in the future, and assumed he was going to leave it for himself so he'd know where he should stand for his big dramatic moment—which means he deliberately planted himself RIGHT on the mark where the twins were set up to tackle. (Even though he can see into the future, his time vision is pretty near-sighted.)

Bill NEARLY invaded the M Dimension mentioned in Journal 3—he was playing "muse" to a whole bunch of scientists and governmental types who were all collaborating, everybody liked him, nobody suspected anything, they were thrilled by the idea of opening up interdimensional travel to his totally-harmless-and-not-at-all-nightmarish realm so their muse could visit... the only reason he hasn't already conquered the M Dimension is because everything there, even the laws of physics, are based on the letter M, and for the life of him he couldn't find a way to adapt the portal blueprints to work there. The math's impossible.

Bill's the only member of the Henchmaniacs who's unable to leave the Nightmare Realm. (As in, physically can't leave. Legally, most of them are pretty trapped there for lack of another safe place to go; but like they could leave if they chose to.) Sometimes he sends his Henchmaniacs on errands for him to other dimensions; and sometimes they go on day trips outside the Nightmare Realm without him. When they leave he tends to sulk and insist he isn't sulking.

Nobody in the shack knows about Ford's embarrassing neck tattoo. (And it was REALLY hard keeping that secret on a boat.) Nobody, that is, except for Bill, who spent last summer stalking everyone in the shack and who can see through walls, seeing through a turtleneck is nothing. Someday he's gonna start casually humming All Star and strike terror into Ford's heart.

There's a handful of human languages Bill can't speak because the speakers cursed him to be unable to speak them. I don't know which languages yet, I'd probably need to do a lot of digging to find languages about which there's already "demons/monsters/etc can't speak/understand this language" folklore I can slap on him. But it's a joke I'm prepared to use if I find a language that fits.

Bill thinks it's weird that humans want their hands and hair to smell like food, but then don't even want to eat them. What's the point of strawberry-scented shampoo???

[teabreakpancakes]

Hi can you a second part to the inappropriate skin reaction but with Mike, Norton, William, Ganji and Jose.

Mike, Norton, William, Ganji, Joseph, and Jose's S/O with an inappropriate costume

Genre: Fluff, Some NSFW

i actually wanted to include joseph in the first one but i got lazy.

oh, and they only have that dominating persona when they have the accessory affecting them - lawless

𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐍

Mike tossed a bomb up into the air before catching it with his other hand, a somewhat bored expression painted onto his face. He was teamed up with you but the acrobat didn't even know until he saw your name appear next to his on the floating status window.

The match was rather boring since he had nothing else to do other than decode—Murro, his "brother" has been keeping the hunter occupied. Mike sighed, chucking the bomb into his pocket carelessly, he desperately wishes for something more entertaining to happen.

He turns his head to face the direction of the hospital, jaw dropping when he sees you in very... scandalous clothing. A cheeky grin makes it's way onto his face as he walks over to his lovely S/O.

"Hey there, what's with the costume?" he inquires, tilting his head to the side. (Name) uses the handle of the whip to push Mike away, "Sweetie, as much as I want to spend more time with you, go decode, what's taking you so long?" they say, tone bordering annoyance despite being so sweet. Mike's grin faltered as they pushed past him, a dark look replacing the joy in his blue eyes, "What's with the sudden change, why are you being like this?" he mutters under his breath, eyes travelling over the spandex of your shorts, your fishnets and the snug corset around your waist.

a voyeur 100%, he loves showing you off

he hates the high heels, they make you taller than him

he isn't really a pervert but he still can't help staring

he loves knowing you're his and no one else can take you away from him

you're so mean though, he really wants to put you in your place

go ahead, order him around more, he'll make you pay after the match :)

he'll litter bites and marks all over your body, he doesn't like not having you marked up, especially with how revealing your clothing is

your attitude irritated him so when he found out it came with the skin—he felt a little less entitled to punishing you

he'd like to see you in clothing like that more—in private though

he'll make you apologise to him until he's satisfied

he doesn't mind the clothing, he does mind your attitude

tempt him enough and he'll take you right then and there, they can all watch if they want

he isn't letting you out of his sight the entire match, hunter be damned, he'll throw a bomb in their face if they try to approach

The sadistic glint in Mike's eyes contradicted the sweet smile on his face as he trailed the handle of the whip between their thighs. His other hand guided their shaking hands to the cipher in front of them. "Go on, decode, you don't want Martha to kite the entire match now do you?" he whispered from behind them, digging the heel knot into their most sensitive area.

𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋

Norton hums, walking away from a finished cipher machine with hands in his pockets. His cipher was the very first one to be finished, the others were nearly finished with theirs.

You however, were currently kiting. Just as he neared another cipher, his heartbeat picked up. He looked around cautiously only for his eyes to land on your figure. His eyes became as wide as saucers when he saw your figure clad in provocative clothing.

Snapping out of his dazed state, he threw a magnet at Disciple, repelling the hunter and successfully stunning her. He grabbed his S/O's hand, hastily pulling them away to a safer location—he didn't sense the odd air about them.

Instead of their usual gratitude, he was met with a domineering gaze. (Name) gave him a sickeningly sweet lopsided smile, pressing a chaste kiss onto his lips. "Good boy, now, go decode while I rescue Tracy," Norton reaches out to them as they turn away in their heels, lips parting in order to say something only for them to turn their head to him "No buts".

norton was really surprised by your behaviour

he thought you had just gotten more confident but even then, the outfit seemed a bit too uncharacteristic

doesn't like it when anyone else stares, he's so close to chucking magnets at them

he really wants to feel you up while you're wearing that

no, you are not topping him, he wants to shower you with his attention after the match

he wants those thighs around his head, especially with those fishnets on

are your ankles alright? those shoes look like they hurt

sticks to you if the situation allows it, he's a literal bodyguard if he gets to though

he squeezed your thighs and unlike your normal reaction, you smirked at him and placed his hand higher up

where did his shy darling go?

The prospector bites down gently on your inner thigh, watching you crumble as another orgasm hit you. He slurped up all your juices, enjoying the sight of you being back to your shy self. His hands are snug around your waist, forcing you down on his tongue once more.

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌 𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒

William makes his way to your chair, not wanting anyone else to rescue you. He approaches the rocket chair from behind, pulling you up into his arms before racing off into a more closed off area. The foreign feeling of fishnet on your legs confusing him.

He peers down at his S/O, their face red and a small pout on their lips. Arching an eyebrow, his eyes travel lower only to see their clothing. Unphased, he looks at their face once more.

They avoid his gaze, as he rubs the side of their thigh to console them. "What's wrong?" he asks, voice soft as he carries you over to a table in the abandoned hospital. "The accessory Miss Nightingale paired with this costume made me act weird, I was acting so odd in front of Joseph" they whisper, head hanging is they cover their face.

William chuckles, rubbing their back through the spandex. "He's a mature adult, I'm sure he doesn't care, now, let's get you patched up so we can finish this match" he reassures, placing a soft kiss on their temple.

he thought it wasn't bad, at least, until joseph came to him about it

they both asked the tailor about what she did

william told her not to do such a thing anymore, she may have done it to make you more confident but she has to ask you beforehand—consent matters people

he's an adult, don't expect him to be so flustered over his own lover's body—yes, you are attractive but his libido has a time and place

he fell for you because of your personality because he doesn't like falling for people based on their looks but goddamn, you sure are stunning in every way

he knows you're shy so he covers you up so no one else can see

you steered him away from where the whip laid on the ground, shaking your head repeatedly

he doesn't let you walk in those painful shoes, you're in his arms the entire time

he glares at everyone that tries to peek at you

he reassures you that you look lovely in everything, especially if you have problems with how you see yourself

he likes kissing your entire body and showering you in praise :)

"Don't hide your body, you're beautiful" he praises, gently trailing kisses down your neck until he reaches your twitching sex. His hands wrap around the bottom of your thighs, hoisting them over his shoulder as he laps and sucks on you, enjoying the pleasured mewls flowing out of your mouth.

𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐆𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐀

He found your behaviour odd as it was very uncharacteristic for you to have this air of superiority over you. You were a lot more flirtier than usual, it was as if you were a different person. Ganji didn't like that you were trying to make him submissive but he had to admit that you were unlike the people from that foreign land—instead of him hating it, he simply wanted to give you a taste of your own medicine.

However, when you threw away the whip in your hand, you reverted back to normal. "G, ganji, i'm sorry!" they wailed out, jumping onto the man as they buried their head into his neck. Sincere apologies poured out of their mouth as tears rolled down their cheeks, an embarrassed and ashamed look painting their face.

Ganji patted their back gently, coming to the conclusion that the accessory was what caused you to act so weirdly. After you calmed down, he brought you near the gate so you both could wait for Luca to pop the last cipher.

"Why are you wearing," Ganji paused, onyx eyes staring into yours as he gestures towards your clothing. "I'm pretty sure Miss Nightingale is responsible for this" they responded after thinking about it for a while. Ganji nodded, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze.

he doesn't care about your clothes

he thought that it would be fairly easy to get cold in your clothing so he hugged you in order to keep you warm :)

he isn't every verbal about most things so he doesn't really say much

ganji doesn't like it when others stare at you, especially since he knows that even though he doesn't care about your clothing, others actually do

covers you up discreetly but despite his efforts to try and do it without you knowing, you find out either way

he's very possessive over you, you're the only person he holds dear to his heart after all

shot a cricket ball at vera because he saw her eyes linger on your ass

he's like a big scary guard dog

he prefers seeing you in your usual clothing

is awkward when he tries complimenting you

awkward quiet type x shy anxious type

puts you over his shoulder when he rescues you—the other survs get a good view of your ass so he tries covering your behind up only to fail

Ganji's grip tightened around their hips, grinding them back and forth on his leg. He nibbled on their shoulder, relishing in their pleas for him to do more. "Don't regret what you said" he mumbled against their neck, tying his bandanna around their wrists.

𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒

Joseph stares down at them blankly, swiftly removing his coat before wrapping it around their shoulders. He eyes the whip on the back of their shorts, throwing it away before (Name) can utter a word.

"Chérie, did Miss Nightingale happen to tell you that she had a surprise for you?" the hunter asked, tone unamused. (Name) nods, blinking up at the hunter with wide eyes.

"Well then, let's get you back to the manor, I'll surrender we can get you out of that revealing costume and back into your clothes—or mine if you'd like" he said, smiling down at you as he raised one of your hands to his lips.

Shortly after surrendering, the photographer brought you into his room. "Stay here while I prepare some tea for us" Joseph said before disappearing into one of his many photos, leaving his S/O to smile fondly at his antics. "You never change do you Joseph?" they whisper, voice filled with glee.

he's a gentleman, that has and never will change

he frowns upon the idea of sexualising you because of your clothing

doesn't like indecent and revealing clothing

won't even let anyone see you in that type of clothing

he's worried that you'll catch a cold because of how thin the material is

of course, he thinks you look hot in it, you always look beautiful

he wishes to throw away those wretched high heels—how dare they hurt your feet

tells off miss nightingale when he gets the chance to, that woman can't just keep doing everything she wants to do

he threw the whip at miss nightingale

(Name) pulls the photographer towards them for a kiss, pulling him onto the hunter's bed. "Such a needy one you are" he murmured against their lips, sneaking his hand under the large shirt covering their frame. Joseph fondles their nipple, sucking on their tongue as he switches their positions.

𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐍

"José! no! don't look" (Name) cried out, hiding behind a pallet. "What is it that's so bad about what you are wearing?" he complained, pulling you out from behind the pallet using his metal arm.

The first officer's eyes widen when he sees your clothing, "Ah, so that's why". (Name)'s face flushes even more, looking away from their lover.

José smiles, amused by his darling's behaviour. He pulls them into his arms, giving them a gentle hug. "Would you like to surrender? I don't mind surrendering just to make sure you're comfortable" he whispers into their ear.

(Name) nods, hugging the taller man back. José and his S/O surrender, hiding away in José's room for the rest of the day.

jose wondered if you were forced to wear the costume—turns out, you were... in a way

he's a gentleman

he doesn't care who you are, make his lover uncomfortable and he might just whack you

he only wishes to see you in such clothing in private

bullied joseph in a match because he was staring at you in your regular clothing, what do you think would happen if you were wearing that costume?

he's possessive as hell

only he gets to see you like that

blunt as hell with everything, will straight up tell you that you turn him on

The officer embraces his lover, humming into their hair. (Name)'s hand finds it's way under his shirt causing to José raise an eyebrow at them. "You want to play that way? fine then, don't regret your decision sweetheart" he says, sneaking his hand into your own clothes.

[thatonetrans-binarydude]

I had to I'm sorry 🤭

Yandere bill cipher (gf) vs discord (mlp)

//since their from different fandoms I made the reader aware of the multiverse and is somehow able to travel it//

(warnings: language, unhealthy themes and slight manipulation)

👁️ ngl what drew bill to you was probably the fact that you could travel dimensions, he didn't know humans could do that...

👁️ he's honestly excited, your kinda like him in a way! He's starting to get delusional

👁️ it litterly takes no time at all before he's making plans to kidnap bring you with him

👁️ he knows almost everything about you! He likes to stoop around in your head to your dislikes and memories. He even knows what pet you had as a kid!

👁️ he also reads your mind alot, he wants to know what your thinking about and if it's about him

👁️ needless to say you've never met.

👁️ when you mysteriously disappear to another place he freaking out. Are you ok? Are you with someone else?? Where did you go?

🎭 when you arrive in his dimension he's curious. Your a rather strange creature aren't you?

🎭 when he hears about you traveling worlds he's even more curious about you now. Maybe he'll go with you one of these days...

🎭 he doesn't bother with the stalking he finds it boring. he just randomly appears in front of you and starts asking questions and talking your ear off.

🎭 he follows you around everywhere to, your never alone with him. He gets attached very quickly if you happen to be kind to him....

🎭 at first he thinks of you as a friend, sorta like how he views fluttershy, but that changes rather quickly

🎭 when you eventually go back to gravity falls he follows you there. whether you wanted him to or not

👁️ bill was ecstatic you came back! He was getting worried for a minute there.

👁️ but that euphoria goes as quickly as it came when he sees discord with you. Just Who does he think he is getting so close to what's Bill's???

👁️ he's not mad, he's pissed.

🎭 when discord sees bill stalking you he thinks it's funny. Does this tiny little triangle man think he can have you? Discord's already claimed you y'know

🎭 oh what's that? Bill's getting mad now? That's laughable

🎭 the moment bill gets serious this man got humbled so quickly hfjgjsksogodjs ✋💀

👁️ they are very different as yanderes, bill is an obsessive clinging yandere. And discord is an controlling and possessive yandere.

👁️ strangely enough, bill rather hates discord's version of chaos. He says it's 'not violent enough' and 'its to limited'.

🎭 discord doesn't care either way, but by now he's starting to get irritated with bill.

👁️ now it's bills turn to laugh, does this man think he actually have you?

👁️ how fucking annoying

🎭 but if you think they were bad separate just wait till they team up.

👁️ all I have to say is that your royally screwed.

🎭 by the time this happens weirdamagenion would have started (I can't spell 💀✋)

👁️ the difference this time being bill won't be stopped so early this time

👁️ as you would think you'll be kept in the pyramid with them. Never to leave...

🎭 now onto behavior.

🎭 they would both be very physically affectionate with you. Between discord pulling you into cuddles every second and bill wanting you to hug and kiss him (which is him making you kiss his eyeball) you pretty much never get a break from them.

👁️ personal space? Nope don't know her.

👁️ they don't treat you that bad though, but their methods are.... questionable.

🎭 they are not as controlling as they would be other wise since they already control everything that surrounds them. Between the never ending party and the absolute disaster that is outside you really have no choice but to be where they can see you.

👁️ since not every being there isn't the friendliest...

👁️ they would never allow anything to hurt you but their just taking extra measures.

🎭 if you were to somehow escape, whether it be another universe or just running out of the pyramid, they're franic

👁️ bill's pissed and yelling at discord for being ignorant and discord is rolling his eyes at him

👁️ the reason you probably escaped because they were fighting

🎭 let's just hope they don't find you...

"hey sunspot! You like me more right~?"

"tch...don't flatter yourself, they obviously like me best. Right darlin'?"

">:/ "

👁️ this rivalry shall last forever...

[supermarine-silvally]

relationship asks: 40 to 50 for Portada?? emphasis on 48 bc potential Law interaction 👀👀 I’m sorry to hear that you’ve been down lovely :(( sending good vibes your way and there’s no way you can dodge them <33 -🍂

Aww thank you so much Alvita!!! I appreciate it a lot!! <33

40) What's a secret one would never tell the other?

Well, they know each other’s MAJOR secret (i.e. their parentage) and Yara also told Ace about what really went down on Phestris Island with Cipher Pol (when she acquired her Devil Fruit) so I feel like the secrets that they end up keeping from each other are really petty. Like, “I accidentally broke your favourite mug but you assumed Thatch did it and I never bothered to correct you because I didn’t want you to be mad at me”

41) If they had to spend a month apart, how would they fare?

They probably spent at least a month or more apart during Ace’s Blackbeard hunt (before the battle on Banaro Island and its, shall we say, “aftermath”) and while neither of them was happy to be apart from the other that long, they managed to cope alright. They had a piece of each other’s vivre card (Ace had folded his into the shape of a heart before he gave it to her) and could see that the other was doing well through that, and they wrote letters back and forth the whole time. Ace sent Yara a bunch of goodies from his travels, too. Mostly stuff he stole for her.

42) If someone else assumes they are romantic partners, how do they react?

I’m assuming this is before they’re officially together, back in the pining stage lol but Yara handles it with a shrug and a “he’s not my boyfriend, actually” (which Ace has to pretend doesn’t sting nearly as bad as it does). She gets a bit flustered, but is overall pretty good at keeping her racing heart under control (or at least not letting it show on the outside). Ace gets a lot more noticeably flustered. If he’s alone, he probably wouldn’t bother to correct the person (like if a merchant assumed he was shopping for a girlfriend) but if Yara’s there he’ll more vigorously deny it because he doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable— for awhile he just couldn’t fathom the concept of her actually liking him back (poor boy thinks he’s unlovable)

43) If someone else assumes they are blood relatives, how do they react?

They’d think it’s more funny than anything. They look nothing alike. It’d probably become an inside joke about how they wouldn’t wish that fate (being the child of [Ace’s father] or Mihawk) on anyone.

44) If they had to squeeze together in a cramped space, what would happen?

Poor Ace lmao he’s trying his best not to think dirty thoughts (especially before they’re together). If they’re together at that point, though, he might take the opportunity to make a suggestive comment. Depending on the situation, he might even get his wish lol

45) If one of them was in trouble, what would the other do?

Well, Marineford lol — there’s a reason their otp tag is “I’d burn the world for you”— Ace in a more literal sense because of his Devil Fruit, but there’s no lengths Yara wouldn’t go to in order to protect the light of her life.

46) If they could each have one wish related to the other, what would it be?

Yara wishes Ace would be able to fully realize and accept just how loved he really is so he can start to love himself and understand that his life has worth, his existence isn’t a crime, and he deserved to be born.

Ace wishes that Yara and Mihawk would repair their broken relationship and by extension that Yara would accept and embrace who she is. He wants her to find that sense of belonging that she has been searching for her entire life.

47) If they had to solve a complex puzzle together, how would it go?

Yara solves it. Ace watches with his chin resting on her shoulder making unhelpful suggestions and getting shushed in return lol

48) If they swapped bodies, how would they handle it?

It’s too bad Ace and Law never met in canon cuz they’re both gunning for the competition of One Piece’s Most Traumatized, Mentally Unwell Man lmao (Law would probably win on the virtue of Ace at least having Luffy as a surviving family member whereas poor Law lost pretty much everyone, including Corazon ofc) but let’s just say they get hit with Law’s Room powers and that’s how it happens (for the sake of this question I’m also assuming they get full access to each other’s Devil Fruit powers lol)

Ace and Yara know each other’s bodies pretty well so it wouldn’t be completely traumatic for them. Ace is mostly amused by it and spends most of his time playing around with walking through walls and sticking his hand into solid objects. Yara also takes Ace’s powers out for a test drive— she’s always wanted to know just how powerful he really is, so she definitely goes to stand over by the ocean and lets out a few “HIKEN!!!!”s, just for the hell of it. They’re both relieved when they go back to normal, though.

49) If one of them wanted to split up, how would the other react?

If it was earlier in their relationship and they came to the realization that they worked better as friends, they would be able to go back to that state without too much grief. If it came after they’d been together awhile, though, neither of them would take it well at all lol if Ace initiated it, Yara would become petty and angry and vengeful and tbh would probably never speak to him again. If it was Yara splitting up with Ace, then he would get extremely depressed. It would make him hate himself infinitely more than he already does— just another confirmation that he doesn’t deserve to be alive.

50) If they had to write their future selves a note, what would it say?

“Dear future Ace and Yara,

Wherever you are, we hope that you’re happy together and that you both found the peace you have been searching for. We hope that you’re able to fully accept the love that the other person has to offer, and that everything turns out okay in the end. Sometimes it’s hard to see that either of us really will have a future, considering everything we’ve been through, but we hope it exists, and that you found it in good health and spirits. That’s a lot of hope, but times have been dark lately and hope is all we have that we’ll come out the other side alright. But maybe, as long as we have no regrets about the way we chose to live our lives, then that’s all we can ask for, even if one or neither of us makes it out alive.

Here’s to the future, and to hope.

Present Ace and Yara.”

ask game here!

One Piece nakama: @auxiliarydetective @daughter-of-melpomene @xoteajays

[captainderyn]

Welcome Home, Agent [Fic]

Summary: Fresh off of her first mission as a junior agent, Erabelle returns to Dromund Kaas to be debriefed by Keeper. She meets two agents she will be working with, including a familiar face. (or, for those familiar with the Deryn-lore: the agent family meets!!)

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Returning to Dromund Kaas was a whirlwind.

The travel time between Hutta and Dromund Kaas had hardly been restful, in fact Era had spent so long on her datapad going over mission debriefings and writing her reports that her eyes were dry and overused.

She hoped the longer she worked in the field, the easier mission reports became to write. Though they'd written report after report at the Academy, she still had the template and suggestions given by her instructors pulled up in another tab. It wouldn't do to make a mistake on the first document she sent to Keeper.

By the time they landed and she stepped back into Kaas City for the first time in weeks, her acid eaten and oil-smelling undercover clothes swapped for her pressed Intelligence uniform, she took a deep breath of the humid air and felt part of her relax.

Though nerves still fluttered in her stomach at the thought of facing Keeper in-person for the first time since she'd graduated from the Academy and at the thought that this was her first solo mission completed, Kaas City was home. She didn't have to worry about unexpected enemies leaping at her from corners or hutts putting targets on her back just because she looked at them wrong.

At least in Kaas City, she was far less out of her depth.

"Agent," Keeper turned to face her, fixing her with a analytical stare. Era snapped into a parade rest, squeezing her hands tight behind her back. Something in his look ignited that nervous, rapid pace of her heart once again, "I was reviewing your actions from Hutta. It seems as though you kept yourself quite busy."

It was true, she had taken on far more tasks than were strictly listed in her mission plan. All of those secondary missions had sprung up organically, and none of them had compromised her main work. No one had told her anything about whether that was permissible or not.

She swallowed, "At the time, that work seemed the best way to establish myself in the community as the Red Blade. It spread my name around, made people less suspicious."

As Keeper consulted his datapad, she shifted and tried to wipe her sweaty palms on her trousers as discretely as she could.

"You do a remarkable job improvising and thinking on the fly, agent." He mused, latching onto her once again with that unreadable expression. Was it disapproval? Anger? Approval? Just his face?

"Yet there were many times you took unnecessary steps to avoid violence. Why?"

Disapproval then, was it? Era's stomach dropped straight to the floor, "Sir, in those moments I felt that violence would only cause more issues down the line."

When Keeper's eyes narrowed, she squashed down the feeling that she'd chosen the wrong answer. Her palms were clammy again, she wanted to wipe them, but Keeper was still studying her.

"Cipher Five highly recommended you coming out of the Academy. It was on his professional opinion and praise that I designated you to go to Hutta."

While in her final briefing with Cipher Five, after the cadets' final mission simulator, he'd told her he saw her potential for the cipher track, she'd doubted he would actually advocate for her career like that. He'd been aloof, distant from his cadets throughout every training module...had he actually cared where they would end up?

"I don't plan to waste such high praise." Era cleared her throat as her voice hitched, nerves constricting her throat. Her mouth felt full of cotton, too dry and thick to speak, "I will adjust my course according to your recommendation, Keeper."

The older agent sighed and closed his eyes, but when he looked at her again something in him had softened. The lines had eased over his brow, at the corners of his mouth, "You can relax, agent, I am not going to drop you from Intelligence after your first solo mission. You did well."

She dipped her head, forcing out a deep breath and trying to roll some of the tension from her shoulders. His endorsement did not soothe her as it was probably meant to, the footing she stood on still felt remarkably shaky, "Thank you, sir."

"I still do not like Darth Jadus' involvement of a junior agent on this mission." Keeper mused, "You are still gaining experience in the field, and it does not feel right to throw you into this blind. As such, you will have two agents that will be supporting you on this mission alongside Miss Djannis."

Goosebumps shivered down Era's arms at the thought of Darth Jadus in his imposing mask, towering over her and telling her that he was watching her closely. That level of scrutiny from a Sith might as well be a death sentence waiting to happen. Whatever she had done on Hutta, perhaps she should've done less effectively, if it would've meant losing Jadus' interest.

Keeper spoke into an intercom at his desk and within moments the doors behind her whisked open. Two agents swept in, the door hissing shut behind them, and they both fell into matching positions of attention.

One agent was completely unknown to her, a woman with slicked back black hair and a buzzing energy about her, as though her mind was zipping several steps ahead of whatever her body was doing.

The other had a familiar, inquisitive look fixed on her. A look that had always been followed by some kind of constructive criticism that had often infuriated her in her classes.

Cipher Five looked the same as he had at the Academy, if less well rested. When she finally glanced over at him, he gave her a slight nod as a greeting. It was nearly friendly, for him.

What kind of mission was this if Keeper was willing to have Cipher Five watching over her? Something bigger than her was moving beneath the surface, she just wished she knew what it was.

"Agent, this is Watcher Two." Keeper gestured to the woman, who offered a polite wave, "She is incredibly smart and will be your diapason back here to headquarters. She will have any and all information that you need."

He motioned to Five, who had eased into a parade rest, "And consider this your reintroduction to Cipher Five. Given his interest in your progress, he will be monitoring your mission and will be a resource for you to turn to for all things an operative should know."

Era wasn't sure if she was meant to salute, wave, or just say hello. She settled for the most formal of the three and added, "I'm looking forward to working with you both."

"I monitored your operation on Hutta, it was quite impressive. I look forward to working with you as well, agent." Watcher Two offered her a warm smile, "Come to my office after this meeting, I'll give you more information on your next steps back here on Dromund Kaas."

"I'm glad to see you surpassed my expectations for your first mission." If she wasn't mistaken, there was a bit of an 'I told you so' in the glance Five darted to Keeper, "Seeing your progress going forward will be most interesting."

Keeper dismissed both agents, motion for her to wait just a moment before leaving as well, "You are back on Imperial soil, agent, you needn't hide that you're a member of Imperial Intelligence with this mission. Welcome home."

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Five and Watcher Two were gone when she slipped from Keeper's office.

Era scrubbed her hands down the front of her pant legs, undoing her bun and twisting it back into place just to give her shaky hands some way to work out her excess energy.

It could have gone worse. It most certainly could have gone better.

She couldn't decide if she felt more secure, having the knowledge of Five and Watcher Two to fall back on, or if it left her feeling more scrutinized. There was a slim margin of error with this mission, and all of her missions going forward as it sounded, but wasn't this what she had signed up for? What she'd worked tirelessly for?

"Agent, Keeper didn't tear you up too bad, did he?" She jolted from her thoughts, body slipping into an automatic attention before she registered who it was in front of her.

She didn't know him, but his uniform had the Cipher designation in his ribbons, just as Five's did. He was a mountain of a man, the row of ribbons on his uniform at her eye level.

But his face was jovial, a neatly clipped beard framing a wide smile and bright eyes edged by crows feet.

"Uh...no, he didn't...sir."

The cipher agent waved off her title, waved off her attentive stance, "Relax, agent, no one's going to throw you to the curb. Besides, you'll be one of us in no time if Five has anything to say about it, so we might as well act as such."

Era blinked, unable to even pretend that she knew what the other agent was talking about, "I'm afraid I don't understand."

"Cipher Seven!" A sharp voice barked from across the common area packed with data terminals. The agent, Cipher Seven, rolled his eyes to the ceiling before smartly pivoting and snapping a salute.

"Fourteen!" He greeted, remarkably casual for the stormy look the woman who stalked towards them was wearing. She held a stack of datapads in her arms, but it did not make her any less intimidating.

A very small, very out of line, part of Era couldn't help noting that she was terrifyingly gorgeous, marching towards them. She stuffed that thought away, punted it away, really, trying her best not to shrink back and make herself as tiny as possible.

"You had better not be getting our junior agent's hopes up." The woman spoke sharply, "And don't put promises in Cipher Five's mouth that he can't keep."

Cipher Seven made a face, gesturing back towards Era. She did her best to disappear right on the spot. It didn't work.

"I'm not making promises, Fourteen, but Five has been pushing for this designation since she graduated from the Academy. Knowing someone's in her corner is paramount in this field, you know that."

"Cipher...Fourteen, ma'am," Era forced out, trying not to cow when Fourteen's attention shifted to her, "I really don't understand what's going on."

Then, to her surprise, Fourteen's entire demeanor softened. Her eyes, which had been dark wells of irritation when fixed on Seven, brightened and her entire being shifted towards something almost motherly.

"Fixer Fourteen, not Cipher." She corrected gently, "What Cipher Seven was trying to do was let you in that you already have a lot of support here at Intelligence headquarters. We've been sorely lacking in new agents recently, and we're all excited to see what you do. And while Keeper is the one who assigns designations, Cipher Five, the agent heading the Cipher division, has high hopes for you."

"That's what everyone keeps saying." Era pushed away her uncertainty, keeping to herself that that sounded like an awful lot of pressure was just dropped onto her.

Seven snorted, "Don't look like its a death sentence, trust me, Cipher Five is a lot more bark than he is bite."

Fourteen leveled another look at him, and something Era couldn't parse flashed between them. Clearly there was some connection between the three that she wasn't privy to.

"Cipher Five has your best interests in mind." Fourteen added to Seven's statement, "He will do everything he can to support your growth as an agent. As will we. You'll never go without support here. We know how overwhelming it is when you first start."

Seven nodded, offering her an encouraging smile, "And, about how your first meeting with Keeper went, don't take it personally. He has a lot on his plate right now, it's not really about you."

That brought her more comfort than she thought it would and she offered a small smile of her own, "Well...thank you. I look forward to working with you all then."

Fourteen beamed at her, "Welcome to the family, agent."

[hunny-bunny666]

So, it's been probably over a year or two since i used this account BUT i wanted to revive it with my OCs and all that tomfuckery. So- here. [Throws my Mortal Kombat 11 OC at you] AND HERE'S THE LORE !!

Born as a demon in the Netherrealm, Roxy Cipher was a sweet and innocent child with an unholy, horrifying pair of parents. They didn't want the child, she was practically a mistake. So, her parents had made up their minds and decided to get rid of her. "She has no use in hell here, so maybe she can cause mayhem somewhere else." Spoken the mother. Both parents were travelers, always finding a way to other realms, Earthrealm being their main target…

In Japan, Roxy was dropped off, in a garden… A majestic, beautiful garden. The Fire Garden of the Shirai Ryu. A note was written; "Roxy Ann Cipher. If you find this child, you may do whatever you wish. You may rename her, and raise her as your own." No names were signed, but the child was lucky to be found by Hanzo Hasashi himself.

The man raised the demon child as his own, knowing the troubles that may happen in the future. He renamed her Flora Spike Cipher. He figured she was an artistic demon because of her growing paintbrush tail. He taught her the way of the Shirai Ryu. The ninja life was a struggle for the demon, due to the fact she had to learn many human skills and learn her own at the same time.

(Note: this is related to her abilities; she's a skilled artist that can turn her art supplies into weapons and revert them back to normal at any time she wishes. Including her paintbrush tail that can turn into a drill of death.)

Flora was seen as Hanzo's daughter for a long part of her life, raised with manners and the heart of a warrior. She was always sweet and kindhearted but could be brutal and disturbing when it was needed. She was never taught how to disguise herself when she was with him, so other clan members were aware that she was a hellspawn. They murmured frequently, trying to convince the leader to get rid of this child. Refusing each time, Hanzo kept Flora and never wanted to let her go.

During her early tween years, Flora could feel herself changing in a way she despised. She was gaining the demon and unholy urges of her biological mother; vicious and cruel, and no care. She never wanted to be this way, and Hanzo knew. But right when he tried to help, problems grew worse for himself and the clan.

The clan would ignore her, wishing she was gone as soon as possible. And during training, the Shirai Ryu was attacked by another clan, Hanzo being out during this attack.

Other clan members pretended to care but then ignored her when she asked where Hanzo was. They lied and claimed he was dead, leaving her devastated and left behind.

He was still alive, but her young mind believed the lies and remained still in the hiding area, which was close to the garden. For many days, she starved herself as she stood in the garden, waiting, hoping he'll actually return.

He never did.

Years passed. Flora was all on her own. The artist taught herself how to disguise, but her human looks only stayed for a short time, which was clearly bad for her.

She survived off little actual food, only animals and plants she discovered in forests and areas she would hide in. She used her stealth and quick speeds to attack very well, like an animal, but when spoken to, she remained civilized. She's roamed in many places, back and forth from Outworld portals she snuck into, and traveled back to Earthrealm in many different places. The main places she stayed in were Spanish-speaking areas, and Japan. But she knew fluent English as well.

TW - S.H. - Flora had numerously carved into her flesh to reduce her mental pain. She believed it was all her fault about "Hanzo's loss" and she wished death upon herself… Her flesh from below her shoulder and to her wrists are scarred in many different shades of pink. Same with her upper thighs to her knees.

It was a miracle this day even arrived. Flora was found… A hot and harmful day in the grounds of Outworld, Flora had run into a delinquent in the realm, and stole from them. (She stole water, cooked meat, and shreds of clothing from dead bodies to cover survival wounds and parts of her body.)

Her crimes were reported to another Outworlder (Kotal Kahn), she was hunted down shortly after. But Flora did not give up without a fight. She had tried to escape Kotal Kahn, but was brutally beaten by him as punishment, her horn being destroyed as an example. He had spoken harshly to her. Degrading her and nearly killing her, a slash was given. Who was the speedy demon who distracted Kotal…? Flora was curious, but escaped. She was alone in a dark area (forest-like.)

The "hero" who saved her had approached and identified himself to her. Kabal… A member of the Black Dragon. He had admitted he had seen her fight and steal swiftly, impressed with her skills and abilities, and he eventually offered to bring her in and introduce her to Kano.

"…As long as i'm somewhere new. And not alone." Flora said to him, with a look as dead as a pile of flesh being eaten by worms. Kabal had brought her in, learning all about her and some Shirai Ryu secrets she had in the back of her mind.

Much time later, Flora was taken care of, healed and stitched wounds, and cleaned. A brand new wardrobe, and a greedy mercenary family to assist her in her way of life.

She had gone back to her demonic urges and ways, officially a brute and as greedy as the others, but only showed her soft spots for Kabal, eventually romantically dating him.

(Okay, we're done - sorry, y'all <3 )

[tag-that-oc]

Ah you've made a mistake with that post about the found family asks now because I have an excuse to ramble about Icabo. If you want specifics on OCS and stuff, sit down buckle up and I am so sorry ahead of time for the monster of an ask I'm about to leave.

Forget his found family (for now) lemme give you all the details

Icabo is a half elemental traveler, musician, sailor, and storyteller. He had no last name between the ages of 7 and Married Man. His surprise twist is that despite being the most irresponsible ignorant annoying lovable bastard to walk the world, he has raised his own biological child happily to adulthood and she's actually a proper well adjusted adult, because it means he not only got with a woman at least once, he also managed to care for a living child and somehow did it right. He once lied and said he was fully human and that his name was Roger Regor. He convinced a group of like 6 people that this was the truth, and the reason he's blue is just because. Uhm. It's a condition.

He has an 8 (or 9?) Hour playlist dedicated to him, and a 13 hour one for him and his family. He's adopted like 3 other kids. He'd compliment your left hook if you punched him in the face. He's a compulsive liar and the most trustworthy man in the world. His name means "Night Sea" in a cipher I made up when I was 14. He wears a silver star pendant everywhere he goes. All the people he loves most have a matching one. He stargazes every night because not only does he believe the stars can be used for physical navigation, but for spiritual guidance as well.

He keeps a list of the names of any deceased person he ever hears of along his travels, because he believes that the most important thing you can do for a person is to remember them, and by doing so you preserve their spirit. He will never forget a name, unless he does so intentionally in only the most extreme cases.

That's all the main important notes on him without getting into specific backstory but I literally love him so much and can talk about him for consecutive days on end (/serious)

he sounds so interesting honestly! very good he has a family that is so sweet ;w;

i also really love the matching pendants with the people he cares about that's very good

[roughtimeminicomics]

The Happy, The Gay, and the Terrifying (A Cartoon Universe Crossover AU)

List of Universes Involved: 

The Owl House

Amphibia

Gravity Falls

Transformers: Prime

Steven Universe

Phineas and Ferb

Undertale

FNaF

BatIM/DR

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The Happy, The Gay, and The Terrifying is a universe that combines the universes shown above into a single and (hopefully) cohesive universe. Storywise, this is an epilogue that would explore all of these universe meeting somehow, with various interactions and REactions to specific news and revelations. (ALSO this is a mainly POSITIVE AU, so Vanessa aint Vanny no more.)

So the Monsters are now on the Surface, the Human/Demon Realm exchange program is well underway, Steven Universe has been traveling, Dipper and Mabel Pines are exploring, Phineas and Ferb are at their respective colleges, Gregory has been adopted by Vanessa with Glamrock Freddy as some sort of companion, Jack is also at college alongside Miko and Raf, and Audrey is out in the open, still young and fresh. And well the Amphibia girls are all doing their respective interests.

So with the setting set (kinda), what kinda facts are needed to be known?

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Phineas, Jack, Miko, and Raf all go to the same college, where Audrey teaches as an art professor.

By this time, Gregory is in his teens and in high school, near the college. He has taken an interest in engineering and mechanics.

The Monsters are known to exist, but face scrutiny, similar to the Witches. But the college and high school are open facilities, so the witches and monsters who live nearby can go and learn relatively normally.

Ann actually takes a side gig as a biology professor at the college. 

Steven travels the country and has taken up temporary residency in the area of the college.

The college is named New Cipher Academy. No, there is no Bill Cypher in this universe… but someone may be trying to do something about that.

Frisk is living with Toriel and Asgore, who get back together… even though that was a rocky road.

Sasha works as the school counselor at the high school.

The Ink Realm is still active, but due to the magic seeping from the Demon Realm and the nearby unleashed magic from the Underground has caused the loop to cease to exist. 

The main threats of this universe are as follows: The Coven Cove (Witches from the Demon Realm that want to restore the Coven patriarchy), The Cipher Cult (Worshipers of Bill Cipher wanting to revive their “god”), Rouge Decepticons (Decepticons that didn’t follow the treaty (such as Steeljaw and Thunderhoof)), And finally Burntrap and the Glitchtrap Virus (Stuck in the ruins of the Pizzaplex). 

Bendy has become a bit more adult-like, taking on a more grown up form. They work with Audrey grading papers and helping manage the Ink Realm. Oh, and they can speak fluid English AND Spanish!

Luz and Frisk DO meet up, since Frisk decides to join in on the Human/Demon Realm Exchange Program.

Sans works as a science teacher at the high school and runs the Science Fiction Club.

The Autobots still work on Earth, though there are only a few: Ratchet, Knockout, Bumblebee, and Strongarm.

The Crystal Gems stick to the island, but Garnet and Pearl commonly visit Steven and sometimes join in on the travels.

Frisk, Audrey, Luz, Steven, and Dipper all are more connected to the magic of their world. 

Stanley and Stanford Pines both had set up shop in the town near the college, Stanley basically being Stanely while Stanford researches the magic upcharge he has discovered.

Also, Unicron ISN’T Earth, at least, not anymore.

There’ll probably be more but I just wanted to get some notes up before I began writing some stories or something.

[pt-disconnected]

Minor Announcement + Micro Anon Asks

Okay, so let's start things off with an announcement of mine. No, Disconnected isn't going away, don't worry. I'm not doing that- this is honestly amazing to write and I'm stunned at how many people enjoy it. So this isn't going anywhere for a while.

However, with how Chapter 21 went, I've realized that my method of writing isn't gonna work anymore. I can't just write as I go.

So I've done some thinking and I have a few plot points to work with. Asks will certainly retain the potential to influence the story, but there's going to be certain things I'm working towards- not just writing as I go.

This doesn't mean that I'll get to where I have everything planned out to a T, like how Lynx did at the end of Paper Trail. There's gonna be plans, but ideas may have me shift a bit depending on what I think of it.

I don't want to back myself into a corner again, and I want to retain the quality of the first dozen or so chapters. If I want to do that, I need to make sure I have a path to go down.

So, I've begun to jot down notes in a Google Doc that I'm going to keep private (as it contains IMMENSE spoilers). I may or may not have some method to access it, or bits and pieces of it, down the road. But for now, it's not going to be shared and will be used purely so I can look at it and know what I want to focus on next.

(It also includes all the stuff on the Evil Overlord List that the Knight/Gaster has 100% failed or would fail. Go check that out- it shows you just how dumb lots of antagonists are, and what they have in common. Plus it helps with figuring out how to make a threatening antagonist, with the note of figuring out which things they would fail at to have them be actually possible to defeat. There's multiple iterations of this list, not just the one linked. So definitely take a look at those as well, and tell me what you think Gaster has botched up or would botch up.)

Hopefully, this notes doc will help me get more ideas in the future and make future chapters easier to write.

On that note, the post that was the potential chapter 21 has been adjusted and is now officially Chapter 21 in the story, as I feel I know a way to continue from that point in terms of:

Gaster's plan involving the Over World

The time travel situation

Trying to repair the Light and Dark Worlds

...something else that remains to be seen

which means that, after a few modifications to make it feel a little more fitting, I felt good enough to allow it to be what it was intended to be.

There's also another cipher there as well, for those who enjoy that. I may not do ciphers on all my chapters, but they will certainly be used every now and then. The keys won't be hidden in the same place or the same way for the most part- so keep your eyes peeled. (I do mention in the post-chapter text that the keys will not be in the chapter itself unless I mention otherwise. So don't worry about hunting through the chapter to try and find them.

Lastly, I want to try and figure out a better schedule for writing chapters of Disconnected. Clearly twice a month is not quite working out... by a long shot. However I do want to say that I am not going to forget about this story. Even if I end up vanishing for a while, I'm not going to forget, short of an untimely end on my part. So unless some freak accident happens, things will go on. And hopefully, said freak accident won't actually happen. (And if it does, I'll try and have something set up to let you all know about it.)

As for the schedule, it's definitely gonna be tough to figure it out. But three months is far too long. If that were the case for every chapter so far we'd have been through five years already. So I'm going to see if I can handle at least one chapter a month with this new Google Doc of notes I have. (If inspiration strikes, it may be more. But we'll see.)

That just about concludes everything I'm needing to say in terms of announcements. I did get a small amount of asks that I'm gonna go ahead and reply to while I'm at it.

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"Lol angry rouxls noises"

"Honestly I think everyone could use a rouxls kaard translator"

Yup. A bit too much of that old English accent there... I think that's what it's called.

In fact, it was actually hard for me to write Rouxls. I half considered scrapping that scene entirely and avoiding using Rouxls because I felt I'd either use too much of that accent or not enough for his character. So I went for a sort of medium- instead of adding "-eth" or "-st" to a bunch of words, I used words that would fit the situation best (such as "thou", "mine", "thee", etc.) and had a small selection of words with the "-eth" added in, where I thought it fit best. And even then I think I might have overdone it a bit.

In short? Rouxls is a weird character to write.

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"Gasp Dess is here too!?"

Indeed she is! She was there in the last chapter as well, at the end- but now we're getting more about her, and I hope I can figure out a good, fitting personality for her since we actually don't see much of her in Paper Trail- and nothing in Deltarune itself. So it'll be TOUGH. But I think I might have an idea...

As for what that idea is?

That question gets the GIF. I know people would ask about it after all. Plus it's been ages since I used it. So yeah.

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"Welcome back man!"

Thank you, again I really feel bad for the extended delays. Hopefully this new method of writing will change that.

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And that's all the asks I have for the moment. Hopefully I can get the next part out for you all because DANG I think I left off on a cliffhanger. And I know how much those can be annoying when left untouched for extended periods of time.

For now though, that's all I have to say. So, take care, and I'll see you again soon.

...Hopefully. I don't want to leave you all hanging again. Especially with this last chapter.

(Also I just realized this is my 100th post on here... jeez, it's been a while. I really should work on this more.)

[pkmnomegaverse]

After reading about Alister, Is there possible that he might have some peace or hopeful future around? (and possibly might accepted that Michael will probably never love or accepting him)

Fun fact, when I was going through my old Discord logs I forgot just how completely I destroyed Alister in my prototype plotline. It was so bleak and cruel, even I was appalled by what I had previously written. Very much me being like "wouldn't it be fucked up if..." and "I don't think he would survive this, I'm not sure anyone in this family would be able to move past this." (it was basically...a plotline...where down the line Ardos abducts him and Raith in a one last confrontation with Cipher thing. But Ardos takes the route of kinda setting up Alister as his potential heir if he wants to survive the encounter, all like "you're my son, so surely you have it in you to do all these things." And basically makes Alister hurt Raith as a test of sorts, since if he doesn't hurt him himself, he'll make sure he does something much much worse. And then it escalates the longer they're there. You can use your imagination on what that might entail).

But yes, def discarding that because while I like angst, there comes a point where even I think it's too much past just musing about what if Bad End AUs. And it was for sure way too much.

For Alister, it's still a work in progress, but I've been thinking about how I need to take him out of Orre for a while. Get him traveling in another region and how that would help him expand his viewpoint. See diverse families and come to realize no one has a perfect family. Come to peace with how there's some things in life he can't change, and that's okay. That even if there are members of your family you can't have the type of relationship you want with, it's okay to let it go.

For reference, Valen is my main Orre kid I base things around (for Orre), and for him, traveling outside Orre is very much a part of his recovery process. He makes friends with Hale and Ignis and it's through traveling with them and having zany adventures that he grows as a person. Moves past what he went through while abducted by Cipher and also becomes willing to open up more about Cay. He gains companions he can trust, and is able to let go of some of his edge and anger. Also Cay is able to calm down and be less violent once he can see Valen is less on edge all the time and that the majority of people in the world aren't actually out to hurt them. So it helps those two just have a better relationship in general as well.

So I feel once Valen is starting to do better, he would suggest to Alister how he should also get out of Orre for a while and try traveling (since the two of them are kind of friends? They at least know each other and talk on occasion, since have that Cipher trauma bond between their families).

I was musing on my Twitter recently how I think Alister and Casimir would be a fun interaction, since Casimir has such a complex about what having a genocidal bio-dad says about him, I think them conversing and bonding over their bio-dads would be fun. Even if Alister has everyone with a dad complex beat in most fucked up dad. Since by that point, whatever last stand Cipher plotline I run probably has happened and Alister now knows the rough truth about what went down. But also, talk about an awkward conversation that would take a while for either to open up about.

But yes, I do think Alister is able to find peace and grow as a person. Has a hopeful future ahead for him. He just needs more exposure with the world, which is why I have moved to wanting him to travel outside Orre. Mostly I'm just debating now if there's anyone I want him to travel with, past the main group that Valen is a part of (since I do really want him to interact with Valen more and move from being kinda sorta friends to actual friends).

I've considered if he could be part of the evil dad traveling group of Rhea, Axel, and Roan (especially since Roan is maybe on the chopping block, so could replace him) but again, he has everyone beat with most evil dad and evil dad is not what he even actually has a complex about. So might instead have him travel with someone more chill. Or could just be the eventual 4th quest party member of the Ignis/Hale/Valen trio. Ignis is always a good one for anyone with a family complex to befriend since also has a less than ideal family setup (dead mom he doesn't truly remember, no idea who his bio dad is), but doesn't have a complex about it and is perfectly happy with his two uncles for dads. Hale would be bitchy about it, especially if he perceives that Alister and Casimir are getting close at all, but would get over it and can play nice when he needs to.

[a-meowgician]

So. I've got bad news and bad news. How do I even start? Let's go with my current situation: Please help me. I have been captured by Team Cipher. They've turned Comet the Suicune back into a shadow pokemon. I saw her three days ago, and she broke my right arm. Cipher is letting me have some time to recover, but they're going to want results soon, and they don't exactly like me, for obvious reasons if you've been seeing my posts. I'm not actually supposed to be able to post this, buuut their network isn't actually all that secure from the inside.

I guess it's not completely bad, though, I managed to get the cipher admin that originally got me into this whole mess kicked out of the team. He intercepted me while I was travelling between cities, and I finally had to do what I'd been dreading and running away from all this time: battle him. And boy did he kick my ass. Took down five members of my team, and only lost two himself.

But!

I didn't name my slowbro Event Horizon for nothing. I managed to get him stuck in an endless battle against me. Apparently, this, along with my "evil laugh" and "villain monologue" managed to impress him enough to offer me a job as a Cipher Admin. The pay was pretty damn good too, but I told him to get bent. I have no idea what he was talking about anyway, I was just laughing because I was stressed out of my mind and needed an outlet, and ranting angrily for much the same reason. Plus, you try getting chased all around a region for a month and not holding a grudge against the person responsible for it.

And guess what? None of that ended up mattering, because once he got bored of watching his vaporeon struggle against the brick wall that was Hori, my slowbro, he just got the cipher peons who'd been there all along to knock me and Hori out.

Well, maybe it wasn't all for nothing. Said peons had been recording the whole thing, and while he didn't seem to care about what I said, he was pissed when the video spread around team Cipher. Like, had a huge argument with the other admins over wanting me dead pissed. It probably didn't help that, after kidnapping me, he had a pretty public confrontation with me, where I told him that all he'd done was get himself humiliated while his peons did all the work of actually taking me down. Which somehow got said peons to side with me against him.

This whole debacle, was, from what I gather, the last straw that led to him getting kicked out and one of the grunts under his command being promoted to replace him.

I'm... really not okay. I mean, yeah, my right arm's broken, and I don't think I can escape like that. But Comet is very clearly hurting, and I just... have no idea what I can do to help her. I keep coming up with escape plans. But I have no idea how to get her out with me. And I'm not leaving without her.

[thevindicativevordan]

It's honestly almost nostalgic to see an unapologetic Snyder Superman disliker nowadays. The fact I still don't really like Cavill's Supes honestly makes me feel uncool and out of touch at this point. You know, I think the fact that he himself is such a cipher that the world constantly shits on is actually key of the appeal to a number of people. He's Superman as Jesus, and not the kind who does miracles, the kind who gets put on cross to make you all feel bad such a nice guy is suffering.

The Jesus shit is so dumb. Only way it works is if you ignore all of the specifics of Superman as character and just keep to the general "icon", because if you actually read Superman comics you will quickly realize they are very different people.

"Oh Superman is just like Jesus, sent here on a mission by his heavenly father to suffer and die for us before rising from the dead!"

Ok except his "heavenly father" is just an alien scientist (and where does his mother fit in with that?), the "mission" Kal was sent on was "I hope you survive getting shot off in a rocket to a world of primitives", his death comes about after he gets beaten to death by a monster with bone spikes, and he doesn't rise from the dead via his own divine power but because his robots stick him in an artificial womb and regenerate him. Superman goes around using violence to fight crime whereas Jesus was a pacifist who didn't even resist his own death. There's also a pretty major difference between the two: Superman didn't want to be worshipped and Jesus did. Jesus' purpose, if you're a believer, was to found a religion that outlined a code of beliefs, morals, and practices meant to be spread to every person on Earth, and one of those beliefs was that He was God and deserved to be worshipped. Any time people start worshipping Superman as divine, he shuts that down immediately. Superman's purpose is kick the crap out of bad guys and save people from dying horribly in Lex Luthor's latest scheme, and that purpose is not and should not be a divine mandate from heaven, but a character realization that he likes helping people and wants to keep doing it. Clark would certainly approve if people got along more, but his example is of the general "do good unto others and any man can be a Superman." unlike Jesus' "Amen, Amen I say to you, unless you eat My Flesh and drink My Blood you will not have life within you." which comes with specific rules for rituals you must complete in order to earn salvation.

Yes there are similarities between the two - if you only gesture at the vague pop culture version of Supes - but to say as some have that Superman was always intended to be a Christ figure is bafflingly ignorant. I'm sure the two Jews who created him would be surprised to hear that considering they were pretty open about the four major inspirations for Superman: Moses, Samson, Doc Savage, and John Carter:

Moses - Child survivor of a genocide who grows up as a member of a different culture, rediscovers his heritage and becomes a moral leader

Samson - Hero known for incredible strength, has a very specific weakness

Doc Savage - Strong and intelligent, fights crime, nicknamed the "Man of Bronze", operates out of a "Fortress of Solitude"

John Carter - Travels to another planet and gets superpowers because of the environment of that planet, use superpowers to be a hero

Read the comics up to Post-Crisis and you aren't going to find a Superman who really fits the Messiah mold. Pre-Crisis Superman is downright childish and immature, needy for public approval and affection, short-tempered and quick to violence, sometimes even outright cruel in the way he treats others - as seen with how he pawns Kara off on an orphanage to raise, or how he plays pranks on Lois and Jimmy to teach them lessons - certainly not conduct becoming of a would-be Second Messiah. At his heart Superman is Jewish mythology mixed in with pulp science fiction, not a religious savior. That's not an idea that originated within the comics themselves, but an artificial creation meant to make Superman seem "deeper".

Donner is to blame for the origin of SuperJesus, he was the one who really pushed that aspect hard and made it stick in the collective consciousness of the general public.

Inspirational and uplifting as that quote may be, it's actually been bad for Superman in the long run. Making Superman's mission to help people be something Jor-El orders Superman to do is one of the worst changes made in adapting Superman to film. For one it robs Clark of all agency, becoming Superman isn't a choice he makes to enact an idea he thought up, it's him obeying the will of his father. For another it inevitably leads to Superman rebelling against his father and going "But I don't WANT to save people, I want to be normal!", resulting in Superman himself arguing that the idea of Superman sucks! Also makes him seem whiney and selfish in a way that does not engender sympathy from the audience.

Drawing a connection between the two also handicaps Superman's characterization. Whether you personally agree with the perception or not, the shorthand cultural perception of Jesus in the West is "perfect person". Being compared to Jesus therefore doesn't leave Supes much room for growth or character flaws, so it's only a handicap, not an asset to have the "Space Jesus" reputation cling to his image. Unfortunately the people WB keeps putting in charge of his adaptions in film can't seem to get that through their skulls considering both Singer and Snyder doubled down on the comparison. Really hope whatever form the next film showing of Superman takes, it's a take that leans more on the Jewish myth and pulp scifi rather than hollow Chrisitan imagery.

Ironically there is a Leaguer who fits the Jesus analogy better: Wonder Woman. But that's a post for another day.

[barbiequed]

Well, after 2 months I finally finished my rewatch of the entire Phobos Saga which includes 10 candles, the kids on bikes playtest, kollok 1991, and kollok

One thing about going all the way to 10 candles is that you can really see how much hyper’s production quality has increased over the years. I love seeing the progression tbh. I just wanted to type out my thoughts. Some spoilers under the cut.

It’s wild to see how many things have stayed throughout the different stories. Even tho 10 candles takes place in a separate universe, there’s certain things that come up in the current story that’s wild to see how far back it actually goes, like the Clarity clones, but especially Devina. Who knew Kate having a character named Devina in one of the 10 candles volumes then leads to C-Dubbs having Devina as a robot dog years later. OH and the cipher from The Town literally showing up in Kollok with Em’s memories, wild. Plus, of course, Mallory Jenkins appearing in the very first volume. I liked ten candles as a system and I liked having the different volumes (my favorite was The Pit).

I really liked the kids on bikes playtest. Similarly to 10C I liked seeing the different things from this show come over to kollok. Like the Shoveler, the Traveler, the Grotto, literally the whole Lucas Jenkins bit of Billy. Idk I just think it’s really fun. And this one is very funny. I liked seeing more of the kids of bikes system itself, like the rumors.

Rewatching Kollok 1991 is just a comfort for me tbh. I’ve rewatched it more times than I can count and so of course I’ve enjoyed watching it again. There’s certain scenes that are colored differently with the knowledge of both what happens after the end of season 2 and the fact the driver has been Mallory Jenkins this entire time. I love 1991 and it’s so comfy (even tho it’s a horror show lol)

Rewatching the newest season of Kollok was interesting. It was fun to see how the different dynamics and relationships between characters evolve over time. It definitely felt like there was more of a distinct Story than in 1991 (which makes sense for a variety of reasons). I love the Legacy portions of going through the memories especially after knowing what’s happening. And I enjoyed the ascended even more the second time. The production quality was *chef’s kiss*. I loved how the characters actually interacted with the Driver. I also loved getting more into the lore of the gods. The fact that one dream about night and day from s1 of 1991 was predicting this season is so fun. It’s just so good and I really enjoyed it.

I wonder do what’s next (if any idk), but I really enjoyed the rewatch of the Phobos saga. If you like lore, I recommend watching 10 Candles and KoB playtest after Kollok and Kollok 1991. If you’re intimidated by the length of 10 candles, then I recommend just doing the kids on bikes playtest bc that will give you a lot of lore that helps with season 1 of 1991!