#if im out of my city im screwed though

[cator99]

I love making phone calls I love sending emails and being overall pleasant to interact with I love looking for solutions and being eager to understand how the world around me operates and to ask people about the role they play in this beautiful world I love being able to tell that other people are excited for any reason at all to strut their shit in this way and I always take notes on how they do it. It's all so funny to me. I am doing this because I am an insane person. I am the best person for the job. I am like the inverse of Jude St Francis. Born in a wet cardboard box doomed fucked in the head and forced to make an accommodation with life BUT I think its cunty and will commit awesomely violent ritual seppuku when my life is at its absolute peak. But yeah I dont get anxiety anymore if I dont like something it I can just thank them for their time and then find a way to leave and literally do anything else no one really cares as long as you do it right and you know like you can just keep looking for better things you literally never know you might turn out to be really passionate about fish mongering and didnt even consider it and it's not always easy but if the alternative is unbearable then fuck it pack a bag and stick your thumb out on the highway and spend 2 hours chatting about life with a fat 60 year old semi truck driver with photos of his happy fatty family plastered over the entirety of his dashboard and who was concerned why some kid was wandering the highway without a jacket and is nothing but totally kind and appropriate towards you which you kind of didnt expect when you hit the road but then you get to the city and go to an orgy party at some xi/xirs apartment who you met while on a psychiatrist-approved leave to attend an LGBT youth summer camp during the tail end of your 4 month stay at a youth mental health/detention facility but you can't stay there because his 40 year old housemate just announced that he's moving to the states and suddenly wouldnt be contributing to next months rent and didn't want to say anything until the night before when his boxes were being actively moved out of the apartment in order to avoid any sort of confrontation and the resulting altercation is heart breaking this 40 year old workig professional gay dude just absolutely betrayed this screwed up teenaged lesbian with no hesitation but maybe the drug fuelled sex parties had something to do with it but im just there stoned watching some tv show about anthropomorphic fast food and xe really did care about me but this was not the time to be pulling some cutesy whimsical runaway shit so we said our goodbyes and xe gave me directions the youth emergency shelter. As far as I was concerned, I was living the dream. This was just the "hard" part. I broke the high score on the ancient tetris machine at the day-shelter and barely ate anything because they relied entirely on donations and for whatever reason nobody thought to donate anything gluten free. I slept in the girls quarters of the cold shelter we were taken to every night, driven in huge vans by the staff at the day shelter. The girls were primarily quiet and didnt want to talk or even look at anyone. Some of the native girls were chill to play board games or watch tv with though. The guys were real rough. Mostly drug addicts. Mostly violent. They were known for treating each other terribly. I was told I could "use whatever rooms or washrooms that align with your gender identity". I told them I'd rather use the room that made me less likely to have me end up raped or my pillow pissed on.

[bestjeanistmonster]

How did dc au sonic and shadow meet? Was it like Harley Quinn where they met while sonic was Nicky in Arkham? Where Harley was one of the only nice people there to ivy . Or was it like animated series where they just knew of each other due to reputation?

It was a mix of both!

Sonic and Shadow met like they did in the original batman animated series

Sonic had screwed up and gotten kicked out by Eggy onto the streets, leaving him to fend for himself so out of spite he goes on a solo heist to steal the ‘harlequin diamond’ from a museum

Telling himself that he’s doing it for himself and no one else but he’s doing it to like prove himself to Eggy (even though he technically ‘out’ he’s still very much brainwashed and doesn’t really have a purpose or sense of self besides serving Eggy in, so even though he was kicked out Eggman knows that when he calls he’ll just come running back)

Sonic was real stealthy, dodging laser sensors, security cameras and then using as tool to carve a circle in the glass case that had the diamond in it and he’s so close-

Then the alarm starts blaring like crazy and a black and red hedgehog slides into the room holding onto something and runs through all the laser sensors

And Sonic’s like wtf????

Then he's just like, "fuck it", breaks the glass steals the diamond and runs in the same direction as the guy with the security guards after them and he hears police sirens already from outside

He finds a hiding place and then he's face to face with the guy that tripped the alarm

"Nice job tripping the alarm, why don't ya turn on the bat-signal while you're at it?!"

"You think i wanted to get caught?!!"

"Coulda fooled me!"

They have a mini fight before security show up and they’re forced to work together to evade capture, they escape off into the night on Shadow bike (the only reason Shadow didn’t leave him behind was cuz he didn’t want this guy tattling on him if he got arrested)

They get to a temp base of shadow’s and catch their breath, Shadow recognises Sonic as Eggman's right hand and is immediately on edge but Sonic is like, "me and the Doc are kinda having a rough time at the moment, so im kinda on my own rn, im sure it’ll blow over though.” He said with a nervous smile

Now when they had physically fought earlier Shadow was surprised to see that this clown actually posed a bit of a challenge for him. Shadow usually didn’t care what people thought about themselves or others, but with Sonic being the only person he’s met to actually give him a good fight and to hear him talk so low of himself actually came off as an indirect insult towards Shadow and he would not stand for slander

So Shadow ends up saying smthn like, "Look imma be honest but you’re a bit of a doormat and squandering your potential so much that it's pissing me off a lil bit." Then takes him with him on a city wide rampage to kinda build up that self esteem and give the guy a bit of independence

And from there the rest is history

Nicky and Shadow met during the internship

The first was when Nicky had to ask him some questions about eggman cuz he was in group therapy with Eggman until Eggy killed the psychiatrist and wanted to know if there was something, anything that he could further ask Eggman about so he could use it to get Eggman open up more during their interviews

To get him to go away Shadow told him the little he knew

Then Nicky returned a week and a half later thank him

Nicky: Dr Eggman fessed up, thanks to you

Shadow: I didn’t do anything.

Nicky: (raises eyebrow) you told me about his grandfather

Shadow: that was barely information. I wouldn’t have even told you about it if you were going to be so smug about it

Nicky: (shrugs) eh like it or not you helped me (slips plant cutting into the food delivery box) everyone needs help sometime, and since you wanna wipe humans from the face of the earth…

Shadow: (picks up clipping) so what? You cut a *plant* for me? I could kill you with this.

Nicky: (smiles and walks away from cell) yeah. I guess you could.

Shadow:…

Nicky had read his file before talking to him and in the notes it said that Shadow felt more comfortable around plants due to the nature of his biology and abilities

Shadow has a cell in Arkham with zero plants around just in case he got out of that power restricting collar they made all of the inmates wear and raised hell

So Nicky giving Shadow that plant cutting was him doing Shadow a solid for helping him out with this even though there is a risk of that collar coming off and him breaking out, cuz if he didn’t manage to get it off Nicky supposed that he’d still feel more at ease in his cell with a plant around

Shadow didn’t realise they were the same person till prison roll call

[meadow-anderson]

Exhaustion

a joel miller drabble

y’all im sorry i really tried to turn this into a full fic but writers block beat my ass.

The mattress heaved with his dull weight as he creaked his way into bed, sat stone still beside you still dressed in his dust warped clothes from his ration card job earlier today. Joel was always tired and you could see it everywhere, in his hunched posture, smell it in the stench of scotch on his breath, hear it in his “hey baby” when he walked through the door. Your favorite way though was always to taste it, when his lips slid against yours and he’d let out that heavy sigh, that sigh that told you that burying himself inside you was the only way he would sleep tonight and it’d leave a tang of relief on your tongue. So when you hear that thud of his body colliding with the torn fabric that's exactly what you expect. You’re fully prepared to quiet the exhaustion and like a soldier taking solace in repetition you wait in your position, laid back with your knees slid up begging for Joel to take his place between them.

But you keep waiting and staring and waiting and staring.

Had he actually fallen asleep? Maybe there was no longer a need for your warm touch or his substance of choice to abuse. You begin to tap at your legs, the staring contest with the off white paint on the ceiling becoming tedious.

Maybe he thought you were asleep?

You let a slight grumble, a short reminder of your ever growing impatience.

“Tommy told me about that shit you pulled”

Your tapping stops, in fact you’re sure everything stops, the whole world stops spinning on its axis as you listen to Joel's scolding words reverberate through the midnight air.

‘Fuck you tommy’ is the first thing you think replaced quickly by a fervent panic as you wonder how you’re gonna squeeze out of this one. Play the traumatised victim? Pick a fight and hope he’s too exhausted to follow through? He mutters again, not so eagerly waiting for you to make your selection of fight or flight.

“I’d sure like to know what the fuck you were thinking?” You can hear the frustration riddled in his voice, watch his face screw up as it suffocates every word he speaks, anger tightly wrapped around syllables like tangled vines. And to top it off you just sit there mouse-like and silent when Joel asked you a question. A genuine question. Because he could not for the life of him understand why you thought it’d be ok to talk to those guys for him, to work out a deal and try and take something off his plate because it was his goddamn plate. His mess, not yours and Jesus you could've at least been smart about it. He seethed as he imagined you talking to those guards. Vulnerable, unarmed, hands annoyingly twisting with the fabric of your shirt like they do when you're trying to negotiate extra time in bed with him or a kiss goodbye.

He begins to feel you shuffling around behind him, quietly crawling across the sheets, an air of mischief in the way you move.

You couldn't bring yourself to tell him how sorry you were but you sure as hell could show him.

You take your spot beside him, head resting on the faded plaid of his shirt. Slowly you start to lower yourself, big wide eyes looking up at him whilst you slide onto your knees.

Joel doesn't say anything. He finds himself forgetting all of the things he so desperately wanted to say as he lifts up one of those big callous hands of his and runs it gently across your face. His features softening as he stares into you.

Part of you, A very cocky part of you wants to push it. Wants to tell him how far into the city you wandered, wants to tell him the agitated tone you took with the guard, Wants to lay it on so thick you’re almost salivating staring down at his thick leather belt, a promising opportunity looped in his jeans.

But as you lean into his palm you notice his tired eyes and they're pleading at you in a way Joel never could. So you decide against it.

[shattersstar]

hello!!! just wanted to send in a message that i have a meltdown every time I read one of your Jason pieces; so freaking good! its really special to find writers who can really get a feel for Jason without making him sound like a goofy caricature of a y/a trope or like. an incel LMAO. would love to see more of your thoughts or headcanons on Jason's opinion on college! I think he's expressed some sort of desire to attend university, but yk. the whole vigilante thing kinda screws with it. thanks again :)

college/university hcs + jason todd

a/n: aw tysm that’s so nice to hear <33 ive always wanted to know what ppl think of my take on jason bc yeah the fandoms consensus is not always. my fave. to say the least. dnejjfjdjd but im glad u enjoy it!! this was also a greatly timed ask bc im working on smth that has a section of robin jason talking abt his life n college so im gonna save some of my thoughts for when that comes out but…

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i do think it’s definitely something jason’s always been interested even if his relationship with post secondary school has been fluid to say the least. sort of like: i might have a chance if i get a scholarship, to not even in school, to having a shot at going to any school, to missing out on that part of his life in favour of vigilantism and revenge

with his past briefly out of the way i definitely see jason being that person who just Attends lectures even if he isn’t enrolled. he’d go to classes with friends or someone he’s seeing if he had the time. but if anything, jason would take a course just because he finds it interesting. he’d sit in the back of the class and he 100% takes notes even if there’s no reason

if he is serious about going back to school i do stand with majority rule that he’d probably be an english/lit major.

i like to imagine jason did attempt to go to university after everything went down with bruce when he first came back though. a little scorned and confused about his place in everything. i could see him trying to play the part of someone normal and ordinary, what did people his age do again? oh yeah, go to school or leave the city.

i think he’d originally take something a bit more serious, respectable even. law, engineering, business, anything to emulate some version of himself bruce had expected jason to become. i think jason also knowing dick refused, finally agreed, then dropped out of uni would fuel him to go to spite his older brother and appease bruce even if it wasn’t conscious. like it’s an added bonus if jason really thought abt it (which he won’t ofc)

back to school: being forced to take those required liberal art courses would remind jason of what he loved in high school. he loved english class on whole and arguing with the history teacher and picked up languages surprisingly well that he did both spanish and french for a time. and while he really thought about switching majors he ultimately dropped out because he was still playing pretend and into the hands of a man his relationship was beyond complicated with.

i think jason would return when he was a few years older, a little less angry and less focused on his connection to bruce/batman. and this is when he’d major in english, im not enough of a lit baddie to pick a focus but im sure y’all can imagine <33

he’d start with night courses bc he’s already used to being awake so whats a 7-10pm lecture before patrol.

it only became an issue when courses jason’s wanted to take wouldn’t work with his nighttime plan. he started really feeling the burden of living a double life in those moments. and definitely gets antsy in class/studying when an important case is taking up his mind.

he was fortunate to take online classes that interested him greatly too but when school started becoming priority jason would have a moment with himself to decide if he wanted to spend a few years pursuing his degree with a bit more focus or go back to his life before.

and i cannot say what decision i think he’d make bc i know jason gains satisfaction from life by being red hood and cannot fully give it up but he’s also one of those people that is always dying to learn more, to know more and exercise his brain. it’s why his electives r insanely difficult mathematic courses or science labs bc everything interests him. the study of art just moves him a little more which is why he majors in it.

some other points:

- he’s not a fan of the education system and even if money is not a problem jason doesn’t rlly care abt going to elite schools and will gladly transfer around to take courses he wants or depending on where he’s currently is in the world. he’s done classes at most of gothams community colleges and at least one ivy league school

- jason’s doesn’t care how long it takes no finish school either, which works well with his vigilantism. he’s always had an unstable relationship with schooling and completing school in its expected time/format never appealed to him. jason will do it how it wants because he can :)

- he’s a handwritten notes kinda guy but understands that typing is more efficient

- will spend time at uni (and public) libraries just for funsies like he’ll b investigating new drug rings next to people studying for their midterms

- like most of us he really hates group assignments bc he’s too much of a control freak and will do all the work, hand it in and email the prof abt doing it alone without even contacting his group members bc he’s a little shit like that

- but will help in tutoring programs, be a note taker for certain courses and if jason’s fully dedicated to school he might just TA <3

[bluiex]

Screw it my brain rot is so real and SO INTENSE right now Im sharing my thoughts on a Cyberpunk AU for Settphel

Definitely not taking inspo for Setts background from Cyberpunk ER hehe Sett being a street kid (because im in love with league species- there will be vastayans and things in this universe. so Sett is half vas, and his mom full) Whos mom works as a EMT, long hours just to pay the bills and for Sett to go to a corpo school Sett definitely fought a lot because he is street scum going to a corpo school, and half-Vastayan- bros got it rough out here Age 16 is when he gets his first chrome, fist enhancing chrome that make him as strong as like ykno, in league lmao so then theres The Pit, he frequents this after getting the chrome (illegally may I add) and starts bringing home money ofc he tells his Ma its from work, hes found jobs no need to worry Ma, you can start taking less shifts. now this is how it deviates from CPER, Sett actually stays in corpo school (doesnt lose his mom) he climbs that Corpo ladder. But on the side, he manages to take over The Pit and many other underground gangs while doing so. He ends up getting all the way to the top of the Corpo Ladder and becoming the CEO of one of the companies Gets his Ma a lovely cottage outside of the city, away from the struggles and dangers of living there. Esp now that hes got many people out for his head- needs his Ma away and blissfully unaware of his underground shit and safe

For Aphelios..

Nomad makes more sense for Aphelios the more i think about it Growing up way outside of the city, in the "desert" area, but it wont be a desert here, itll be the mountains in this universe lol anyways yeah the religion being very stigmatized. The Solari of the city, hate Lunari. So far the hate leaks into the common people cuz the Solari is in the city and everywhere So they stay in the mountains. Though growing up Alune and Phel are faced with the Corpos wanting to encroach on their land, keep trying to buy it and stuff like that. as they get older, the elders of the clan raising Aphelios to become their assassin, to slowly start killing off Corpos, the important ones, or as important as they can get to. While Alune stays back at the clan, learning everything she can to take over as the leader once the Elders are gone in this, Aphelios just chooses not to speak most of the time, only when he has to he will. Preferring to sign with his sister and anyone who knows it

This is where Sett comes into the picture, now being the main dog of Corpos now, his company wants to forcefully take the Lunari land (under Setts nose too, because Sett isnt the kind of man to take away someones home like that. and people still hold prejudices against Sett being half-vastayan and a former streetkid, so theyd definitely not tell the big man what theyre doing and just push all backlash and blame onto him) Aphelios is tasked to assassinate Sett at a some corpo "ball" (not really a ball its a formal party or something)

At this party, of course Sett is on high alert. He always is really, a lot of people want him dead. So when a strange man comes into the party, dressed to the nines- unfamiliar face- Sett is wary, keeps a keen eye on him all night. Whenever Sett isn't looking though, caught up in conversations, he feels eyes burning into him, but when he looks in the direction its gone. What a good assassin, being able to hide from Sett like that Peaks his interest greatly After awhile, skillfully playing a game of cat and mouse with this stranger, Sett is finally able to get to one of his private rooms and simply waits, his poisoned drink in hand on a plush armchair for the assassin to walk in and make sure the job was done

Much to Phel's surprise, when he sneaks into the room, Sett is waiting for him, the smuggest grin on his face he's ever seen.

[suv-draws-stuff]

iliad and limbus enjoyer here, can i ask you about helen's and achilles' backstory in that limbus au of yours? tell me anything about them idc theyre cool

Heyo im glad you found em cool :D

Some context first. They're now working in a Limbus branch separate from Mephistopheles. The branch is basically Journey to The West themed instead of Dante's Inferno

I'm still kinda working on them (Iliad is so long help let alone adapting it), but to summarize it:

Helen:

She was born in a town called Sparta in a Nest (its probably close to A corp or C corp)

Castor, Pollux, and Clytemnestra are her siblings. Castor died, Pollux went missing in action, and Helen haven't talked tp Clytemnestra in many years

Also Helen had years of combat training thanks to being Spartan

Suitors come to marry Helen. Helen ended up marrying Menelaus and had Hermione.

Life was alright for her until Paris and (disguised) Aphrodite visited Sparta. Helen was made unconscious by Aphrodite and Paris took her to Troy

Helen was mind controlled and manipulated by Aphrodite during the Smoke War. She didn't like Paris either. Helen became more and more self loathing and distrustful

After the war, Menelaus tried to kill her. She was also shunned by people in the Nest, with people attempting to murder her left and right. Helen got fed up, divorced Menelaus, ran off to the Backstreets far away, and ended up working for Limbus Company

As for others... Pollux is actually still alive and they will meet again. Meanwhile Hermione became a fixer to find her mom. Helen is now the only sane person in the bus aside from Saksi (and she's Not having a good time. There's a tension between Achilles and Helen and it's not a good one)

Achilles

Achilles is a superhuman thanks to Thetis' experimentation. Thetis herself was a researcher from B Corp. Thetis knew that the City is screwed up so she made sure Achilles could survive in this crapsack world

When he was a kid, Achilles trained under Chiron to become a fixer. He also has a childhood friends to lovers situation with Patroclus

Smoke war happened, he was drafted anyway no matter how much Thetis tried to hide him. Achilles wanted some of that sweet sweet glory even though he was still a teenager

He became a war criminal, basically. And also poster boy for his side of the war

Agamemnon and Achilles had a conflict over the war prize, which made Achilles sulk for quite some time... until he found out Patroclus was killed in the war and stepped in to avenge his death

Achilles still got shot by Paris with Apollo's guidance and died from that

As for how he ended up in Limbus, he got revived years later (with Thetis' consent). Achilles of course did not like this outcome and rampaged in the facility until he was incapacitated. He then (begrudgingly) agreed to work there as long as he can die for real after his contract ends

He just wanted to see Patroclus again, and that's why he's so. grumpy.

And if you wanna learn more about my version of these two and more art of them, you can check Helen's and Achilles' profiles on Toyhouse. I also have stuff for other limbus/limbus related OCs too there

[liliallowed]

I wonder how Dust sans is doing. Is he okay? I hope he's doing well :(

nope :3

he paced back and forward around the room cringing onto his hood.

he had to suppress the urge to gut a random human right there, knowing FULL well the habit he had wasn't going to benifit him in tracking down that THING.

the room was trashed. cracks forming on the walls from the sheer pressure if his gravitational magic, broken glass scattered all over the floor that he mindless paced over, uncaring if it chipped at his hp or not.

"where?"

he muttered as he scratched his hand on the sofa as he passed by, causing another tear.

"I'll kill them I'll kill them I'll kill them both... I should have killed them earlier... if that demon turns them into their exp I'm going to fucking RIP it OUT THEIR DAMNED INSIDES... IM GOING TO FUCKING KILL THEM..."

he clenched his first, suppressing more of his anger.

/told you you shouldn't have played with your food brother/

"FOOD!? WHAT KIND OF SICK FREAK DO YOU TAKE ME FOR!? THEY DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE IN THIS! THE LEAST I COULD DO WAS GIVE THEM A SENSE OF WARMTH BEFORE I GOT RID OF THEM!"

/Isn't that crueler? it hurts more to be betrayed by someone you trust rather than a stranger. "I WOULD KNOW."/

"i..." his eyelights shrank.

"yeah... my bad... should've just killed them from the get go huh..." he facepalmed.

"they just... they looked so scared about all that... I didn't want to... if I did that from the start they would have ran. I COULD HAVE EXTRACTED THEIR WILL IF THAT BRAT DIDN'T INTERVENE-"

/you're GLAD they did though aren't you you hypocrite? =)/

/you're attached? don't worry you'll meet the next run!/

"no. NONONO. I'm going to forget and they'll fucking live with this memory... I have to take out their soul before they die. I CAN'T let that SICK FREAK GET ANOTHER DAMNED PUPPET. WHY DIDN'T THEY LISTEN. WHY DIDN'T THEY JUST FUCKING LEAVE!?"

/reckless and stubborn. reminds you of someone?/

"SHUT up shut up DO NOT FUCKING COMPARE THOSE TWO THAT THING ISN'T EVEN HUMAN."

/excuses excuses. you're trying to twist things. don't forget what you DID TO US. YOU DON'T GET TO make exceptions./

"I know. I'm not... "

/worst case scenario they'll just know your true nature and you won't even get close next reset/

/but you don't want to forget. those memories are too sweet to loose aren't they you selfish murderer? trying to pretend like you deserve any of it?/

"I don't... I know... yeah. it was all just going to end this way anyway. I was just dragging them along pretending to... yeah. yeah it's fine. I'll kill them... yeah... it'll be like another... hehe yeah... just another one. it's no different." he muttered as his hands dug further into the tears of the fabric.

would he kill them if given the chance?

he would. he had done this so many times. if course he would do it. again... and again. maybe this was his karma? have someone see this side and judge HIM INSTEAD. to be the one hating HIM instead.

fitting really. he deserved no better.

it's not like he had any other commitment to cling onto. or an objective to keep himself somewhat sane...

"enough screwing around... where is that brat hiding them..." he muttered as he teleported on top of a building.

the city wasn't easy to map out... but he could work with it. they couldn't have gone far.

"I'll make you regret this brat."

[chaosmenu]

can we talk because i’m going crazy went to LA ‘sure i went to LA what other choice could i make’ sister cities ‘how long it took to reach the sister cities / and then somehow make it back’ well dressed ‘louisiana my disordered roads always led straight back to you / i wanted to leave but here i am again louisiana!’ CAN WE PLEASE TALK. THE CITY!!!

SERIOUSLYYYYYYYYYY SERIOUSLY YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOU SEE MY PAIN. this + i saw my twin. west virginia this is how its done you take the money and you just run. pennsylvania the 6 am cold sun leaves me waiting on the thread of someone. tbh most songs on painted shut discuss this. "burned myself on this cast iron panhandle long before you came / love was never the subject" and "im going out flipping the bird to california, keep your melted stars / i followed all the rules man i wasnt the one who turned the screw so hard" in texas funeral. like i saw my twin is the best summary of this motif bc its about going across the country to all these places and never being happy in any of them. and so YES it ends with sister cities bc even though the singer is miserable in lousiana, they didnt find happiness in california and fame either and now they dont know what to do. you knowwww

[tsurugis]

been thinking about that thing i reblogged thats like (by the way im buzzed off my ass on whiskey so excuse extra nonsensicalness) "i dont know how to tell you all adults were children once" thing cause i have been on and off Stressing about my ocs that im writing a book of

because they started off as dnd characters i was playing where my husband and i play by ourselves with 3 characters each (lol) and fenriel is a 30 something year old dragonborn and atreyu is a 200 year old half drow and for the longest time i was like. i want them to be good friends, nothing more. i want them to highkey bond and help each other with their traumas.

but after like a year of this i had the moment where i realized they are fucking in Love with each other bitch. like gay it up bros. theyre so gay alright??? and ozadius this lowkey old man wizard tiefling is like the fucking gay uncle who pretty much raised fenriel after he found him half dead from his abusive mother that he finally just kills in self defense but ozadius grew up in the city where atreyu lived so atreyu watched ozadius grow up and now they are bros. but atreyu is baby because 200 is still young for an elf. its a weird dynamic alright

BUT. when i decided i love these characters enough to write a whole ass multi book length shit of them, im writing fenriels childhood with his mother and when ozadius finds him and shit and fenriel will meet atreyu as a child because ozadius is gonna go to atreyu for help with some specific crap. they, and atreyu's twin sister are all the main characters so i cant just leave anyone out to avoid the awkward shit

SO. i have to navigate the idea that on and off atreyu at like 180 years old will get to know fenriel as a child, but later as adults they are in love okay. but atreyu will absolutely not have a single thought or feeling in his brain about fenriel that way (who as he gets older will crush on atreyu, sure) NOT A THOUGHT. it will have to be knocked into his head only when fenriel is past 30 years old and shit goes down. he'll still be oblivious when fenriel is 30, and not realize shit until some things happen. totally oblivious for fucking ever.

i stress out people would think this is gross. they wont see each other often while fenriel is growing up even though they will meet on and off and have some plot stuff happen when fenriel is still a kid and teen i guess. and atreyu is gonna be dealing with some heavy other shit and like i said will be completely oblivious until fenriel is over 30 years old when they will be around each other longer term for plot shit.

i dont see the problem but people are so sensitive about this shit. and like i dont care but also ???????

shits weird when you are dealing with characters that are extremely long lived. especially when there is the idea that a 200 year old elf is equivalent to a very young adult

i would have to completely ditch so much shit like either have them never meet when fenriel is a child which would force me to rewrite an insane amount of the entire backstory for everyone, or not have them ever be a romantic thing which screw that, they are important to me that way

so damn. im frustrated lol

[gena9000]

By the time the krang apocalypse was stopped Draxum has grown considerably more accepting and fond of the human species. He decides to help and work with them to rebuild the city of New York. With stronger structure, better designs. He even develops new tracks for faster subway travel. The city acknowledges his work and honors him with wage and a key for the city.

With what he earns he decides to build himself a new lab. (He gets property in New Jersey so the turtles are less likely to visit and screw up his experiments) after about a year though he starts feeling lonely in his big lab. Despite the location the turtles and splinter still visit atleast once a month. But draxum does miss them in between their visits.

Draxum has a number of projects and experiments that he's working on but he always finds himself thinking back to the turtles. He has notes of other turtle species, chemical shopping lists for the mutagen, he passes by a pet store each morning on his walks. But he never steps inside, he doesn't want to go back down that road yet. He doesn't want people to call him a warring warrior scientist again.

But one day his hand is slightly forced into it when Mikey, the sweet little angel, come rushing into draxums lab with a slightly wet box.

"Draxum! You have to help! Please"

"Whats wrong, little turtle?"

Mikey is almost out of breath so he shows draxum what's in the box while trying to explain.

"There's something wrong with it, a sickness or something! The aquarium said they couldn't save it. Please help!"

"Michaelangelo, this is a turtle! I'm not a veterinarian. What do you expect me to be able to do?"

"I don't know, but you were the only one i could think of turning to. Please, is there anything that can be done?"

Draxum lifted the baby turtle out of the box discovering that it was a hawksbill sea turtle. It barely felt 10 lbs. Draxum held it in his hands for a moment feeling it struggle to even breath, but it was holding on to life. Draxum could feel it, somehow sense that this turtle was trying to live.

At that moment April came running in too.

"Mikey! Oh my gosh! I couldn't keep up!"

Draxum looked at them both and then his eyes settled on April.

"You want me to save this turtle anyway I can right? April, would you be willing to help?"

She looked up at draxum and took a breath

"I'll do whatever you need. If you think you can save it."

"I won't need much" and draxum turns towards the corner of his lab where he already has everything set up. He turns on a lamp and places the tiny turtle under the light. Mikey starts rubbing the back of the baby while draxum hurries to gather ingredients that he had saved.

"April can you sit down in that chair for me, im going to need a blood sample."

"Wait, what are you going to do?" Mikey looks up at draxum while april sits with a determined look on her face.

"I'm saving the creature like you asked. The only thing I can do for it is give it more strength for survival" he looked at his box turtle creation and smiled "I've learned that turtles are even more sturdy than I originally hypothesized"

"Wait are you recreating your mutant ooze? Is that why you need my blood?" April flinched as draxum inserted the needle and took a vial full of blood.

"Does that mean I'm getting a new sibling!?" Mikey exclaimed.

"You could call it that I guess. Its the only way I can think to give it a chance" he started to mix the ingredients with April's blood sample. "Plus I already had all the ingredients prepped, this method should be alot less painful for all parties involved"

Mikey smiled while holding April's hand but you could tell it was a worried smile. Mikeys sweet soul was worried for the baby turtle and if it would be strong enough to survive the experiment. April squeezed his hand and rubbed his back while they waited.

Finally draxum filled a new syringe with a liquid that was green with almost a purplish tinge, presumably from the blood and some other liquids added. He slowly injected it into the sea turtle and then moved it into another container with some water inside. After a quick second of holding their breath the baby turtle took one big huff and then slowly started changing. It's body got a little longer, it's arms and legs stretched and slimmed. It started to look like a mutant turtle tot instead of a sick baby turtle.

Finally the growing stopped and the baby turtle rolled onto its side. It gave a little yawn and then opened its eyes looking up first to draxum then to April and Mikey behind him.

"Michaelangelo, April. Meet your new baby sister." Draxum carefully lifted up the new baby mutant and cradled her gently in his arms as she started to breath more fully and move her little arms more. He could see her new strength. She would survive and grow strong.

[icemankazansky]

(tw vent if that's okay if not you can just delete this, thank you <3) honestly though the hate in this fandom is... so discouraging. like ive been writing fics for top gun & tgm but the fact so many people are so set on being hateful & not respecting others, and now there's a whole burn book blog like... idk i just don't feel like i should put myself out there. which is really sad because i really want to interact. and i know the fandom wasn't like this prior to tgm, and that makes me sad too because i came in after tgm came out, and I just feel so sad that even though im not part of the problem i'm still part of like, the wave of people that flooded the fandom. which would have happened even without me being here, but idk, i just feel... sad, like it feels like tgm (even though it's a really good movie that a lot of people genuinely and innocently love) really screwed ao3 up and sorta just hurt everyone and is still hurting everyone. idk.

it just sucks that fandom is supposed to be a place that brings people together and makes happiness and instead I just feel so drained and upset when I think about posting fics and exposing them to the fandom and apparently whole discord groups to like, pick apart. it's just really sad and sucky.

anyway if you made it this far thank you very much for listening, I really appreciate it and I hope you're having an okay day even after that topgunburnbook thing and all this drama

Oh, my dear. As Saint Kesha says, "Don't let the bastards get you down. Don't let the assholes wear you out. Don't let the mean girls take your crown, don't let the scumbags screw you 'round, don't let the bastards take you down."

First of all, don't worry about the burn book people at all, because most of their posts have zero notes. It's just a couple bitter people who think being mean is edgy, and no one is even following them. So, that is a non-issue. It doesn't affect you.

And don't worry about AO3. You didn't do that. It does suck, but it's not your fault, and it's not the end of the world.

The thing that happened when Top Gun: Maverick came out and brought new fans into the fandom is that the fandom got big. And that is a double-edged sword. On the one hand, you have all these wonderful creators who are just discovering the movies and the characters, and they're bringing in great new stories and art and meta. I've met a lot of wonderful new people who are just like you: They just want to have a good time in this fandom and interact with other fans who share their passion. And honestly, most people are like that.

The problem is that big fandoms have big fandom problems. Think of it like this: Before TGM came out, the Top Gun fandom was a small town. Everyone active in fandom literally knew everyone else, either firsthand or from a, "Hey, you wrote _______; I love that story! Oh my gosh, and you're _____'s friend? That's awesome. She's the best." This creates a harmonious atmosphere, because everything is personal, it's small enough to be self-governing, and because everyone knows everyone, everyone is accountable for their actions.

After TGM came out, Top Gun fandom is no longer a small town. It's a big city. And it has the same problems that all big cities have. People generally don't know anyone except the people in their immediate circle, so that causes factions and in-grouping, and an "us versus them" mentality. This is why you get shipping wars and stuff like that. The fandom is too big to self-govern, and everyone is here to have fun, so it's not like we're going to elect a governing system, but between that and the fact that everybody doesn't know their neighbors personally, there's no accountability anymore. So for one, there's crime now. For example, there has been a lot of theft since more people joined the fandom. New fans are just straight up stealing content from other people and acting like it's their own. And what are we going to do, call the cops? No. It's just something we have to deal with because we live in a big city.

And, yes, the relative (and, on Tumblr, often literal) anonymity of being in a large fandom where no one knows you does encourage some people's terrible behavior. I talked about psychological and sociological studies of anonymity a little while ago, and the gist is: When anonymity is an option, the general chaos of the system does increase, but individuals just act like themselves, but ... moreso. Think of it like the Captain America serum or the mask from that Jim Carrey movie. Anonymity, even perceived anonymity like being just one person in a large system, just shows what you're really like inside. It dials you up to 11. And most people are kind and leave thoughtful questions or wonderful comments in ask boxes, or just go around with positive thought memes made up of happy emojis just to brighten others' days. That's most people. This small, ugly portion of the fandom that is using the fact that they cannot be held accountable as an excuse to hurt people is aberrant. They're the ones who don't belong here, and you can't let the fear of being their target keep you from enjoying all the good things a big city can afford you. Like, small towns are the bomb, but there are wonderful things that big cities can support that small towns can't. Like International Street where you can get different food from all around the world. Big art galleries. More resources for mentorship. More clubs and opportunities for you to find exactly your niche, and people who share it with you.

You didn't do anything wrong. Things grow and expand. You should be enjoying everything this city has to offer. If you feel comfortable, I would love you to come off anon and message me, and we can talk about getting you comfortable putting yourself out there in this fandom, and maybe I can connect you to some resources or some other really great people in the fandom. We want to hear from you. We want to talk to you. We want you to publish your work. We're happy you're here, truly.

[wonwoosthetic]

I read so many books the last month i can't even comprehend when i did that lmaoo but i recommend u all of them which are - The cruel prince (3 books), Throne of glass (7 books) which became my favorite series they're so good! And A court of thorns and roses(5 books)! All 3 book series are fantasy, romance, enemies to lovers (especially the prince one) and have very hot respectful men 😌😌and fu powerful women (aelin from throne of glass became my fave)🫶 if you're into these type of books u wont make a mistake reading them. And rn im reading crescent city pretty good so far ~

And i loved so much the bss comeback! Fighting came out just when i had an awful exam where my professor probably screwed my chances for scholarship (I'll see if my degree is enough at the end of the month) cuz i had 5 exam - 4 of them got a perfect score but the last one on a scale to 6 is 4 bcz the professor wasn't in good mood😌

- traumatised anon

Ooooooh cool cool cool, i have to be honest, I’m not the biggest fan of fantasy😪 but I’m REALLY trying to get into it😭 I have all three cruel Prince books but I’ve only read the first one bc since I work in a bookstore, I always find new books I want to read and then forget about the other ones on my shelf🥲 but I heard really good things about the other two series, so I’m gonna give them a go!!🤍

Oh noooooooo!! Fuck that professor!!! Had a similar situation during my finals :/ all my other professors would just round up to the next full percent (so if you have officially reached 54.6%, they’d just give you 55) but not the one in the subject I would’ve needed it, so I’m gonna have to repeat that class this semester🥲🥲 fucking hate that. I hope the scholarship goes well for you though!! I’m gonna keep my fingers crossed for you and please keep me updated!🫶🏼🫶🏼 and CONGRATS TO FREAKING FOUR PERFECT SCORE TESTS, wtf how are you so smart👏🏼😳🫶🏼👏🏼😳

[dizzythegreat]

13, 15, 43, 65 🎶

HI HI HELLO! 💜💜

13. my favourite music genre is definitely indie pop (but you probably knew that from my obsessing over dtg with you), i had a huge pop phase when i was a kid so that plus softer tunes are just 😍

15. my first concert was actually the daisy the great one lol! amazing first concert experience, i got to see them on tour with the happy fits and it was heavenly!! (i love you for giving me an excuse to talk more about this by the way) they were magical live and i got to meet them and got my vinyl signed!! ahhh sorry to everyone whos heard this a million times over but im still absolutely reeling

43. you get one guess as to who my favourite band is. i discovered daisy the great because the record player song was trending on tiktok for the one breath challenge, and my sister came home talking about it. i listened to the song and went, oh shit this is really good and then listened to lost at sea and then soft songs. this was a religious experience for me which is why i remember it so well lmao

65. right now im obviously listening to daisy the great, my current favourites are smile pretty girl, glitter and routine. buuut believe it or not i also listen to other artists! i've had midnights on repeat pretty much since it came out, lavender haze, yoyok and vigilante shit are perfection!! i also love lush by mitski, i love her sound and brand new city and bag of bones are so haunting! everyone i know raves about her album puberty 2 so i tried it out and it was pretty good! would still put it below lush though, imo. funny you mentioned florence + the machine in your post, because dog days are over has been on my faves playlist for years! that's really the only song of theirs i listen to but i should probably try their other ones out too because her voice is to die for 😍 also, royal screw up by soccer mommy is so beautiful, i want to check out her other stuff too (can you tell im bad at 'checking things out') but this mental image of me having to say "soccer mommy" to people with a straight face keeps popping up...

sorry for the haphazard colouring, those are just the colours i associate with the song/artist/album titles!!

omg im in love with you you for letting me ramble about daisy the great more you are my hero <33

[nihils-trolls]

So What Is The Plan?

Mayara Khepar, Allaik Tentau | Moxie’s Smithing n’ Arms Google Doc Link | Previous Related Drabble

“Y’know, I don’t think I’ve actually been inside your new shop. Weird, huh?”

“Not really, given your uh, predicament, I guess? If anyone saw ya’ though, you’d be screwed. Don’t need more flies hoverin’ around this place.”

“Relax, doll. Y’ worry too much. But I did check already- we’re all good. May have a few eyes on this place, but not now. That’s why I chose this night.”

The explanation does little to assuage the concerns Maya has, but what else is she supposed to say? Silence fills the normally raucous workshop space the two are occupying. They seem to have a thing for creating such an awkward moment between each other. Fortunately, Mayara is the one who speaks up this time.

“Doll?” Mayara scoffs. “That’s a new one,” she says before promptly returning to finish the piece she was working on. 

It was almost done, and going towards a deal she made not too long ago. It was originally just supposed to be a standard project, but for some reason she started putting a lot more effort into it. Guess he’s getting a steal, comparatively, she thinks. Considerin’ I haven’t asked for anything yet.

“What’cha got there? Looks… old fashioned. Like one of those revolvers from a western.” Al peeks over at her worktop as she burns a design into the grip of said revolver.

“Nothin’ for you. Gimme a sec, and I’ll put this away. Just needed the momentum to finish up.”

“Don’t want it anyway. Still happy with the other one I got from ya’.” He waits somewhat impatiently as Maya puts her tools away. There’s important things they need to talk about and get set up. “So, I noticed y’ managed to get the uh, errands all ran.”

She looks over at him with a particularly neutral expression. “Guess so. The real question is, did it affect his business? Can’t really tell just from fucking shit up.”

“Oh, trust me. It did. Even overheard a conversation. ‘Take care of your little ghost problem, and maybe then we can work something out!’ Mar’s absolutely livid. Distributor wants nothin’ to do with ‘im.”

Now that puts a smile to Maya’s face. “Good, then I have his attention.” She motions him over to the center workbench, which had been cleared of tools and miscellaneous debris. Instead, laid on the table was a map with various locations marked and circled. “Part one, ruin his reputation and completely fuck his business partners over- done.”

“Heard that. Guess we’re movin’ on to the next part, eh?” Allaik points down at one of the marked locations.

“Part two. Sabotage. Chrome’s got two other small warehouses across the city. We destroy the supply, maybe take the whole building down with it. I already know what you’re gonna suggest, but for that you’re gonna need somethin’ that burns a lot hotter than gasoline.”

“Way ahead of ya’. Already got my eyes set on a sizable supply of flash powder. Or as I should call it, thermite. That stuff should do the trick, and we’ll just disable the fire suppressants while we’re there.”

Al looks almost… impressed. Maya’s not usually one to take initiative like that, or to plan things so far in advance. That’s one of the reasons he was here. “Okay, well ‘s soon as you get a hold of it, we can get that part set up. Don’t wanna do it too soon, otherwise it’s more likely that someone’ll find it-”

“-Yeah yeah, and that’s the last thing we want. I know. And you’re the one who said I worry too much, doll.” Her laugh is apparently contagious, as Al chuckles along with her.

“Fuck, when you say it, it just sounds weird. Don’t ever say that again.”

He sighs, catching his breath and returning to the matter at hand. “There’s no real time limit, but there is a night that most of the lackeys’ll be out. Probably our best night to make the point. You got ideas?”

She pauses for a moment, looking over to the corner where a small, four-legged robot was charging. “Yeah, kind of. I’ve got a ton of throwable and remote choke bombs for a decent cover. That’ll let ‘im know it’s me who’s there at least, as well as give me some room to work.”

“Fire won’t work with the choke bombs, though,” Allaik points out.

“Yeah, but we’re not burnin’ this one down, are we? It’d be fun, I admit. But there’s something in there that I want- something you can’t grab for me. That’s why you’re gonna plant these around instead.”

Mayara hands him a box- kind of small, but no shorter than his forearm. Upon peeking inside, Al sees it’s a box with small, flat disc-like devices. They’re snuggly fit into foam to avoid jostling, which means they’re somewhat delicate.

“Maya. What the fuck are these?”

“Controlled demolition explosives. Just plant those around on major supports, the whole building’ll crumble apart. Careful not to shake those around too much, don’t need my workshop blowing to pieces for a second time-”

“Second??-”

She makes a sharp noise to cut him off, and continues. “Not what you should be worryin’ about. You’re the one who wanted to burn all the hideouts down-”

“-Excuse you, arson was your brilliant idea-”

“Anyway,” she cuts off again, “that’s the best way to’ make sure what I want from there survives. Do not put a charge close to where my old shop was. ‘Kay?”

Allaik is just baffled by the request, along with the fact that these devices are supposed to be strong enough to bring the whole place down. However, he doesn’t say no. He tucks the box away into his modus, and shakes his head.

“I knew you were fucking crazy. What’s even there that you want so badly?”

“What.”

“What?”

Maya looks him dead in the eye. “...None of your business. I have my own secrets to keep, and you got yours. Just don’t need anyone seein’ it other than me- and don’t, go looking for it. That’s a threat.”

He returns The Look. “Fine. Whatever. Don’t know what’s so fucking important to you there, but I can appreciate you not diggin’ into my business well enough.” He mumbles under his breath. “Askin’ me to fuckin’ blow the place to bits. Okay,”

“Anything else you needed from me this wonderful evening, Allie?” Mayara smirks. She knows he hates that nickname.

“Fuck off, Khepar,” he chuckles. “Naw, I think that pretty much covers it, other than specifics. I’ll keep in touch though.”

“You better.”

Before he makes it out of the back door, Al turns around to face Maya again. “-And hey, try not to get yourself killed, yeah?” 

“Haven’t killed me yet, and I don’t plan on dyin’ anytime soon. Now get the fuck outta my shop before someone sees ya’.”

[babymorte]

Ok, here are some since ya bored and so am I

12, 13, 17, 26, 29, 51, and 93

ayyyyyyyyyye lets freaking go keep em coming i have a slow as shit day

12. ideas of a perfect date:

ooo okay so i actually think about this sort of thing a lot so bare with me...it would be an all day thing because im all about spending as much time together as possible. so it would be like 77°F and sunny and we'd be either going on a nature walk or a hike or something outside or in the woods/forest...maybe to the river maybe the lake...but we're going to be outside for as long as possible and just chill together, talk, fuck off...you know...just chill and enjoy each others presence. and since the hike would take 3-4hrs (i like being outside what can i say) we would be getting back around dinner time. so we would order in ramen and then choose a movie to watch...either pick one out together or each choose our favourite (whether we've seen them a million times or never at all) and then watch those...if a netflix n chill sitch happens then great but its not necessary needed or expected and then the night would end by gaming together into the wee early hours of the next day n then maybe fall asleep together all cutesy cuz we're so exhausted from the fun day we spent together.

OR

we spend the entire day in the city and go exploring (dont even have to spend money just walking around old town and south street and centre city is so much fun by itself), get food at the best restaurant on south street (tattooed mom whats up), catch a show, and then maybe go to the barcade or something (not to drink just solely to play old school games cuz that place is fun as shit)

they're honestly both super simple but like it doesnt take much to make me happy n i just enjoy spending time together

13. life goal:

to just be legitimately happy

17. a fact about my life:

it's trash

26. what's one thing you regret:

no ragrets. gotta live your life like scotty p or you'll never be happy

29: one insecurity:

how easily i attach to and rely on people who arent good for me cuz im constantly being screwed over and taken advantage of

51. have you ever been on a plane?

i have! a bunch actually

93. have you ever broken a bone?

i cracked whatever the one bone in my forearm is by tripping over my own foot and falling into the corner of a pillar while playing laser tag...that was fun. never had to wear a cast though. i've sprained my ankle a bunch (did it recently actually) and my fingers multiple times too...i get hurt very often and very easily. i need to be put into a bubble

[spacedhead]

homestuck reread #12: act 6 p3

this is so funny to me im giggling in call and my friends are asking but im not brave enough to say it

john is fighting jack?? OKAYYYY WIN THIS SHIT THEN

HI ROSE OMG HI ROSE . it sucks how they cant like communicate with each other at all during the three years. like you guys dont have multi dimensional service? get the iphone plan

RAHHHHH

bro shut up LOLLLLLL

what the fuck is this . WHY ARE THEY BEING SO MEAN TO EACH OTHER GUYS PLEASE YOU HAVE TO GET ALONG

TRUE we love a dumb motherfucker

due to speculation???

johntav

john looks so goofy here. also drunk rose was silly but also a bit sad

holy shit this is a lotta trolls

stop pretending. we all know you want attention stop trying to deny it. AND ANOTHER THING. the stuff that is going on with caliborn? WRDGAF. the meenah intermissions were fun though. some funny dialogue in there. i liked them :) . unfortunately it just made me wanna get back to what the beta kids and trolls are doing... even though i see them every so often i feel like i miss them. like i used to see them all the time! and now... i see them once a year....

yeah you really screwed the pooch on that one lil bro

okay this dialogue is actually painful to read BUT it is interesting how a common theme of the alpha kid session is just. Waiting . they have to wait for the beta kids to come to actually make their session winnable and it keeps telling us that . so theyre just sitting around stewing in their juices. also cool that theyre called nobles instead of heroes and their planets each have a noble gas in the title

this doesnt really make sense over text BUT i see what is happening and. yes jake is the worst. jake you suck we all hate you sorry girl maybe stop being flop city

yeah okay jane is actually based right now. i cant remember why i stopped liking her. in this conversation jake is ragging on dirk for being too self indulgent and having zero self awareness while talking to jane about his issues. jane is literally trying to plan her own birthday party . jake you are being so fucking stupid and rude and honestly a pos rn bro. get OVER yourself

cool panel.... a bit scary though! man i love roxy. calliope is good too

holy shit i did not know that your dreamself has to be alive for you to ascend to god tier on your quest bed. that is interesting.

YOOOO HI ROSE. I MISSED YOU SO MUCH YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE EVERYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED WHILE YOU WERE GONE. and by gone i mean not the center of the story i guess? but either way

bro is like are you serious right now. is this really happening. also hey equius . long time no see. i guess

OH HELL YEAH BEST CHARACTER JUST INTRODUCED BTW

ahahahahaha oh man this guy is a riot. also look at dirk this is huge for the dirk profile picture community which could be me soon

"it seems i demand milk" NEED TO START SAYING THIS ABOUT THINGS

oh man i really hate this part. i hope it isnt too long i dont remember if its really drawn out or short

he is about to die

he deserved this

gahhhhhhhhh its too much PLEASE let this end soon

this shit is IMPOSSIBLE TO READ

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO fefeta :( best character you will be missed on this grand adventure. but alas we will have to carry on without you. how will we cope? how will we survive?

i think you are giving him too much credit there . at this point he definitely IS an asshole

okay well trickster mode is over and things are about to get even worse but i do appreciate the kids talking out their problems albeit in a very non direct way to where they arent actually really solving anything BUT they are at least talking now!! so thats good!! next part things take a turn for the worse somehow see you then