#it'd be funny to inform him of the updates since then

[stickyspeckledlight]

Dan Heng, kind of a funny story. See, I happened to come across an entire detailed folder based on me in the data bank. So….thoughts??????

Cool as water flows.

(Speckled's End of Year Interaction Prompts, 12/2/24 ~ 1/1/25)

"That explains why you've come here with that apprehensive look on your face," Dan Heng notes, from your pinched expression.

"Sorry," you instinctively school your face---you don't want to come off as too aggressive, because although you DO need answers...you'd prefer them to come without too much conflict and contention, you know? "I'm just...a bit spooked, y'know? I mean, as far as I can tell, no one else has got a folder as detailed as mine."

Dan Heng folds his arms. "That would be because there's simply more information about you out there than there is for any one of us.."

You laugh nervously. "Well, I get March and the Trailblazer---oh, and Mr. Yang, since well...we don't know much about his planet to begin with---but um..." you start fidgeting---realizing that it's a bit awkward to evaluate the informational status of your companions, but um, well, it's also um, not great that there's still so much about you??? "...Himeko, wouldn't there be a lot of info on her?"

Dan Heng raises an eyebrow, "Because...?"

You huff, "You know what? This doesn't matter. I'm just..." you take a deep breath; if you start acting out now, you won't be taken seriously, and that won't help you accomplish anything, "why are things like my favorite foods, clothes, and erm...preferences in there, Dan Heng?"

He regards you blankly. "The sorts of things you posted to your socials?"

"Erm---" you fluster. "Well. Wait. Why do you stalk my socials???" Dan Heng, unlike you, takes it in stride. "I need to keep all info on each member updated. Don't worry, for the most part, all that is contained in the database is entirely public information."

While Dan Heng's explanations are...reasonable enough, you presume, you still can't quite shake off your unease. Dan Heng seems to pick up on this, and adopts an apologetic expression.

"...My apologies if this has caused you discomfort," he bows his head, "Even if I'm not in the wrong, that doesn't mean the emotions you're feeling are invalid either. I'll treat you to a meal."

You jump. Because he really doesn't need to, but also...you don't think you want to be in the same room as him, to be honest...! But...with how he's looking at you, and well----you don't really wanna disappoint him. You want to get along with everyone on board, and if this is just standard database protocol and whatnot, this is something you'll have to live with, right? It'd be undue of you to rock the boat over nothing, and if you DID do that, then you can only imagine how everyone will look at you like you're---

You smile, nervous and embarassed, "Um, you r-really don't have to!" You try.

"I insist." He does not relent.

You feel that Dan Heng is immovable on this matter. So, you simply nod, and follow him out of the database. Even though dinner ends up being nice enough, you never quite get that folder out of the back of your mind.

Meanwhile, Dan Heng wonders when you'll be ready to see the folder where he's amassed every single detail about your life.

[raconteur-wanpi]

Apparently people are going crazy with theories over Queen's updated Vivre Card, and while those, as I've complained before, tend to be extremely untrustworthy and full of retcons and decanonized errors, IF it is to be trusted there's so much funny shit to unpack here. I don't even know where to begin. Like.

-The information that MADS was formed 39-40 years ago. The idea that those three stooges (since the other two known members are like, 1-2 decades older) were actual minors when they started building literal chemical weapons of war (16-17 years old) is fucking wild. Lu Feld out there creating new exciting ways to do child labor. Loosing my mind. But it's OK because these are the world's Most Evil Teenagers and they yearn for the unethical science mines.

-It also, apparently lasted for 10 years. Those guys were working together for a decade. Which honestly makes a lot of interactions they have with and about each other both make more sense and way funnier. I guess Vegapunk feeling the need to keep Caesar around even during the Punk Hazard days, despite the fact that he's. well. himself, makes more sense considering he had already worked with the guy for a decade. That will numb you to a lot of red flags lmao. It also makes the Neo MADS cover story of Judge initially not recognizing Caesar, absolutely hysterical. Who the fuck are you (directed at a guy he worked with for ten whole years).

-Yeah let's get it out of the way, if this vivre card information is canon, Mr. The Plague has a son he's abandoned. People are going wild trying to figure out who it is and everyone's either banking on Weevil (which feels like, he's more likely to be just a failed clone of Newgate, so I'm not sure if it's him? Still could work I guess.) and. let's get it out of the way. Franky. And unfortunately for everyone, not only does the timeline line-up perfectly, like, too perfectly (his son is stated to be 36 years old and abandoned at the age of 10, when Queen was already with the Beast Pirates). Franky is 36, abandoned at the age of 10, and stated his parents were pirates. But also, Franky never saw Queen in his human form (only in his dino form) back at Onigashima so like. so he couldn't have made any comments about him. I have no idea if it's true. But like, can you fucking imagine. Can you imagine. Not one. Two. Two Strawhats that were abandoned by their MADS fathers. That's so funny. And tragic. Can anyone in this organization be normal about children for ONCE I am begging you. I'm including Vegapunk in this; what the fuck is going on with the Seraphim. Heartbreaking: the last five people on the planet that should ever be having any kids keep having and/or picking up kids. Anyway yeah, this could easily be a bait and switch but the fact this is a possibility is haunting me. I don't know if I believe it, but I kind of want to.

-Oh yeah, his real name is Scien. You know. like Science. Apparently. Which is very stupid but also kinda fun. Honestly if it was romanized as something like "Psien" or "Saien" or "Psion" or "Scion" or "Cyan" it'd probably feel less goofy.

That's it that's all the new info. It is completely useless but mildly entertaining to me in extremely funny ways. Have fun and do what you will with it.

[starberry-cupcake]

Hello, I haven't had time to read as much as I would want but I'm here with an update regardless, because if I don't keep these constant, I'm gonna forget things and this, so far, seems like a book in which I don't wanna forget things.

previously, in harrowbean the ninth:

this happened

currently, after "parodos" and ch. 1:

so I'm making up a timeline in my head with the information at hand

which is never straightforward

that'd be too easy, here in tlt we like to be kept on our toes

we like to be punched in the gut when we least expect it

so get ready for bad math

this would probably make our good friend palmolive atreides weep

I'm sorry palomilve's force ghost, I'm doing my best

SO

the first entry was the night of the emperor being terminated

the "parodos" bit (we'll get to that) is 14 months before the emperor is snuffed out

ch. 1 is nine months before the emperor kicks the bucket

I believe act 1 is going to be happening around that time, since ch. 2 seems to be following without another indication

because of what happens in "parodos" aka flashback, aka prologue 2: elecric bogaloo, we can attempt to estimate when the events of gideon happened

harrowbean tells ortus in the flashback that he's gonna train with aiglamene for 12 weeks

let's assume that's kind of the amount of time gideon trained, plus the time it took harrow to plot how to girlsplain, gatekeep and gaslight gideon into it

the only one girlbossing here is camilla, I don't make the rules

so, if gideon and harrow were ready to leave the ninth somewhere around 2-3 months after the flashback, it'd be circa 11 months before the events in the prologue

and ch. 1 starts 9 months before the events in the prologue

so gideon might have happened somewhere around 11-10 months before the prologue

I can't tell how long they were in canaan house (it felt like 12 years and 5 minutes at the same time) but I think about a month is mostly right, given that once bodies start dropping, things are all happening together

all of this is relative, since time in space is ????

but I need to do this for my own peace of mind

if you give me time measurements I'm gonna measure, ok?

I need to organize things

I know I will end up making a graphic at some point I just know it

this is what I get for calling palmolive a turbonerd

ANYWAY, MOVING ON

or, moving back, since we're in prologue 2: electric bogaloo aka flashback time

here we have ortus (the one we knew, not the one we will get to know, according to the characters list) telling harrow he doesn't wanna go to the field trip

this is ortus

if you're wondering why I don't nickname ortus, I'll repeat myself but "orto" means "ass" where I'm from, so that's enough to remember him by

harrow is like "I know you're underqualified but we're understaffed, so it is what it is"

the important part is that harrowbean says she sees the barbie in the freezer walking about

like a ghost or whatnot

she refers to her as "the body" and I assume that's barbie in the ice cube because someone reblogged my recap where I mentioned her and tagged

ever since then I've been wondering why she was referred to as The Body and now I'm gonna assume this is it

so harrow tells ortus he needs to hide the fact that she's mentally unstable

[non funny side note: masking is unbearable and it's awful we live in a social and cultural environment where we feel pressured to do it, especially when you're an adult having to fulfill expectations of supposedly "age-specific" activities and responsibilities, it's exhausting and I cried about that in therapy a mere week ago so, hitting hard, this bit

don't let people make you feel "less than" because the way in which you navigate the world and your experiences is different from what's expected in some theoretical socially constructed category

and fuck everyone who, in order to put people down in arguments online, ever make fun of those who aren't mentally, economically or socially as independent as what the category of an adult is supposed to be to them

argue with concepts, argue with opinions and facts, don't tear people down in the name of "moral upper hand" by telling people they're losers for needing help

side note done]

so, harrow entered the whole canaan thing not only carrying the weight of her house, her family and her entire people

she also came into it believing she's not mentally sound and seeing The Body walking around unnoticed by other people

whether or not her visions are mentally unsettled or something that actually happens because she opened the tomb, just the whole situation of her birth is enough to make anyone collapse, so we got you, harrowbean

we're here for you

and all that without mentioning what it'd be like seeing your girlfriend cavalier impale herself in front of you

I'm taking liberties with the 'girlfriend' bit but idk

so, next we know, 5 months have passed from that and harrowcita is struggling in her new environment of the clown emperor's ship

she is made to carry gideon's sword and she can't

she can't seem to know what to do or to communicate with said knowledge and she's throwing up a lot

WHICH IS GREAT!!!!!

I mean, it's not great that she's suffering

but it's GREAT because if she can't communicate with gideon's slurped soul, maybe it means gideon's soul has not been slurped AT ALL

more fuel for my wishful thinking of gideon's soul returning to her and getting regenerated and saved and being alive

I also like very much this situation in which harrow sees the sword as personified and they hate each other without gideon

it's like prim's cat in the hunger games with katniss

but with an inanimate object

I'm really liking that dynamic

is like they both miss her and can't relate to each other

ALSO barbie body ice cube is still there

just chillin' and being silently supportive, I think

not sure what her deal is but what if she's not the bad one here? because this emperor kind of sucks tbh

not in a 'he's evil' way but in a 'idk if he know what he's doing' way

I don't know about this guy tbh

so we're leaving off with harrow being mentally and physically struggling, ghost barbie roamin' the rooms, voices of people organizing stock and gideon in my head like this, walking in limbo to get back to us

also, another day without camilla

I thought I wasn't gonna have much to say and this is so long, I'm so sorry...

[doctor-badadvice]

This man has not updated his wardrobe since 1947

There's already a few posts discussing outfits and symbolism and while I found them very interesting, I'm a person of strong opinions now writing two characters with chess related names. So here's my two cents (or should I say, nickels) about Bishop's appearance throughout the 2003 show and what tells us about the specific moment of his life that's being portrayed. The focus will be mainly on the palette, but also on whatever influences are behind the designs.

So let's get started!

1815 — Battle of New Orleans

Here's the first disclaimer. I know next to nothing about US history past what little school required me to learn and generically speaking, I've never been interested in the nuances of how people come together to kill each other. History classes were far more interesting to me when we talked about society and culture. So take what I'll say with a grain of salt. My military expertise here is a couple Wikipedia pages.

As far as Bishop's uniform goes, I have no idea what's going on. I read that uniforms were supposedly mainly blue with whatever color corresponded to what the unit's duty was, with the exception of musicians who had their colors swapped. If that's true, Bishop here could have been a musician having a not so great day at work. But the field medics later in the flashback are wearing the same color so it's probably just a choice to keep the color palette consistent.

Other than that, the belt would suggest he had some kind of rank. Though I don't think they were trying to be accurate past the bare minimum. I'm not going to guess what Bishop was up to in his mortal days.

Also, a special mention goes to Bishop's facial hair. He must have been popular in his time.

1870 — Creation of EPF

This is where colors start being relevant but first, another disclaimer. I appreciate the work wiki editors do, but it would be nice to have sources to whatever's stated on a given page, especially if you're providing estimated dates. I can't say I disagree, but it'd be nice to know where the information comes from.

So the wiki says that Bishop was supposedly born in 1776. It means that at the time of EPF's foundation he was nearing his hundredth birthday. No wonder he's dressing in all black. The average life expectancy at the time was about 40 years old. It's very possible Bishop had already outlived most, if not everyone he knew and it's probably something one would struggle to come to terms with.

Design wise, turtlenecks were nothing new at the time. Medieval knights wore garments in a similar shape under their armors well before the 15th century. And yes, I guess that's more of a coat than the average tactical turtleneck, but it still gives him a hitman, or even hunter vibe which is more or less what he was up to at the time.

1947 Roswell. New Mexico/present times

I can finally explain the title now. But first, let’s take a step back!

Bishop’s default outfit is the secret agent outfit™ we’re all well accustomed to. Specifically, I think the closest he takes inspiration from is Agent Smith from the Matrix movies (as I previously mentioned here). Guy in a black suit with shades, apparently impeccable self control and a distinctive way of talking that compels you to listen to him.

There’s so much to say about motivations and themes these two share, but let's focus on the aesthetic side.

These two fools are men in black. Yes, like the movies. The whole trope originates from some old conspiracy theories about the US government hiding aliens. These theories date all the way back to 1947 from some guy named Harold Dahl claiming a man in a dark suit told him not to tell anyone about some UFO sightings. Various fellow ufologists made similar claims over the years, making it a staple of their general paranoia.

Because of the second flashback, it’s possible that Bishop himself was one of these men in black, if not the one the rumors started from. It's a funny thought and I feel like Bishop would also find it amusing to watch people lose their minds about his fashion choices for decades.

Color wise, white has been added to the mix. It’s been a while now since the creation of EPF and Bishop has found some kind of balance in his life. He’s still dead set in his hatred for aliens and clearly enjoys inflicting pain on creatures he sees as undeserving of basic human decency, but he now has some purpose other than looking at the sky for something to shoot down. He leads an elite task force with men and funding devoted to developing a proper defense of the planet. He’s a foe not to be underestimated and a formidable fighter who can and will take on multiple opponents. But he’s also a very scared man who doesn’t wish what happened to him on anyone.

I often praise the show because Bishop can survive getting impaled but he still remains human. He will react with sheer violence to aggression and reform his ways when shown kindness. He will happily stick his hands in turtle soup for some DNA, but also be the best man at his friend's wedding and even attempt dressing up for the occasion despite having been deprived of normal human interactions for more than a century.

(I know it's a little cluttered in this point but I can't just leave out Casual Friday Bishop)

Design wise, I like just how an otherwise elegant attire works during the fight scenes and this detail specifically.

This man’s power is stored in the leggy.

Interlude

So this pic above is me right now.

For context, I usually consider the episodes of the staged alien invasion to the outbreak as part of the same arc. The entire situation is absolutely absurd from Bishop dragging the president into his fanfiction in response to budget cuts, to Baxter's bodily misadventures, to Bishop making a deal with a random ghost over the phone while New York is turning into yet another Umbrella Corp mishap.

But anyways we're here to judge this man's fashion taste and we have two outfits to talk about.

First off, a special mention goes to the catsuit and this pose specifically.

The sass is off the charts.

Though I find this one kind of depressing. There isn't a lot to read in it either other than Baxter grabbing the most generic tactical turtleneck for the sake of keeping Bishop from walking around bare chested (and the scene before this pic clearly shows Bishop isn't afraid to show some titty). But seeing him in all black right after moving to a new body kinda points out that Agent Bishop, leader of the EPF, is kinda on par with a piece of military equipment (and the president probably sees him as much to an extent). He's the mold for an army of supersoldiers for crying out loud.

But he switches back to the usual suit afterwards and what matters here is the supersuit.

S3 onward

Imagine being an alien, member of the starfleet of your planet and senior officer of the invading force tasked with taking over Earth. You have trained hard, wargamed the whole operation a bunch of times and concluded that it will be piss easy to conquer this underdeveloped planet.

You reach the surface, get into formation and then this nerd rolls up.

The best way to describe this suit is "hostile". It's hostile to the animators and to whoever has to stare at this eyesore before Bishop shoots at them.

And I love it. There's nothing quite like a black and red suit of armor with various cybernetics and lights to say that you mean business. It goes very well with how the stakes just start steadily rising from this point of the show onwards and seeing as the suit was ready during the staged invasion, we know that Bishop never really planned to retire after unleashing his army of clones.

It adds that extra bit of cyberpunk that I like to see and it shows that Bishop never truly gives up on anything since we have actually seen this design before.

Bishop was so proud of his Slayer he just stuck with him in spirit.

Couple that with a new coat to take off for extra dramatic effect and— maybe the president was right about not trusting him with unlimited budget.

2105 — New York apparently

Another century has passed and Bishop is still alive and kicking. Well, he doesn't kick as much anymore as it would be unbecoming if the beloved president of the Pan-Galactic Alliance were to go around kicking alien butt.

Jokes aside, you can disagree with Bishop's portrayal in Fast Forward, but they were still trying to do something meaningful with him. The idea of the turtles having to work with him when they were trying to kill each other just the other day is surprisingly deep for a season that felt the need to have the most unfunny robobutler ever.

They were clearly attempting a chess joke switching the palette to white with black streaks. Bishop has completely turned his life around and it even shows in the way he presents himself. It's nice to see just how much he managed to accomplish as well, even though it would have been very interesting to see him have a gradual change of mind, rather than selling us the concept through timeskip magic.

Does the design still hold up then?

Well, Bishop is clearly making an effort to look the least intimidating. He is fairly more patient when others don't immediately do as he says, even asking for help rather than blackmailing, and is still commendably dedicated to his job. He still asserts dominance by showing leggy (seriously, Mr President, that slit doesn't have to go this hard) and he's still deep down, at all times, ready to throw hands.

That's Bishop alright and it's no coincidence that he starts running around shooting aliens the second Baxter shows up in his life again. I'm not much of a fan of his new armor though. I think they were going for a futuristic design but it's the blandest they could think of. It reminds me of Obi-Wan Kenobi's armor in The Clone Wars but it just kinda comes out of nowhere. It would have been cooler if his tunic turned into a set of armor kinda like what the turtles got.

In any case, if you really want to see reformed Bishop really shine, you should check out @adenthemage / @violetvulpini 's art. You will not be disappointed.

[tacticaldivine]

Leaving it as DMC4 Daccapri until further notice. We are so close to nailing this dress design I can practically taste it, but I’ll be moving on to let the design breathe a little. Anyways about the outfit:

Draws its biggest inspiration from this picture of Annalise McLaclan

Ive desperately wanted her to wear some Italian embroidery with the slight western aesthetic Dante has in 4. Peepaw was serving. Debated on where she is on the timeline but I would like to believe by the events of in game 4 Daccapri has finally been accepted as an informant for the crew.

Still exploring the full extent of her relationship with Dante but she’s wearing similar belts cause she has a habit of mimicking him. Not unlike a daughter who’s recently lost her parental unit might project onto someone they respect but don’t ask her about it.

The black dress stays as what she'd wear out in the field or when accompanying the DMC crew.But in the context of 4 I think it'd be kind of useless since The Order knows her. UNFORTUNATELY DMC denizens are all fooled by perry the platypus logic so I fear it'd work in her favour. See any Vergil disguise. i think it would be really funny if she dressed gaudy like for fun like that's what her "casual" is. Her parents were cartoonishly evil people at some point it has to bleed over to her aesthetic. Yes she wears that ugly ass logo as a scarf.

Hopefully the next time I draw this specific design is for an updated Devil Trigger

[renren-writes]

I have to say I literally jumped up and down when I saw that u updated free dinner.

But seriously this chapter was soooo good because of so many things. We finally have Aera's pov because I've been curious to how she feels about the scenarios around her. And I am SO HAPPY AND RELIEVED that she KNOWS stuff now about regressions and all that but especially how Kim dokja just wants her CEB to die when the pink gremlin just wants him to live. Love the yjh and aera dynamic too it was so funny seeing yjh being grumpy about stuff but reluctantly sharing the information with her.

AND FINALLY OUR PINK GREMLIN KNOWS THAT DOKJA ISNT GOOD FOR HER. I can't tell u the relief I felt when I read her line. Seriously the 3 deadpan looks of this trio made me laugh. Pleaseplease will we be seeing this trio together actually being open more because I love them. In the theater scenario yjh and ceb were protective (a bit) of aera and now it's aera and yjh being protective of ceb so it's soo nice and a bit funny to see.

Gilyeong finally has his favorite person again and it was so heartwarming to see him stick with an unconscious ceb.

Gonna end with again complimenting on how u write the characters because Kim dokja while reading the orv, I always knew he was bit of a rat but it was overshadowed by the good things he did for his companions mostly because it was always from the pov that cast him in a favorable light. But now that he is in a not so good light that makes us realize that he is not just a white good character but a complex Grey one.

Ik it'll take a while to update this again but I'll be waiting for it. Can't wait to see the new dynamics in the next chapter.

i love this trio's dynamic so much, they're so invested in each other in such wild ways (eunbyeol -- aera sees her as a trusted friend and wants nothing but the best for her, yjh refuses to go into the next regression alone and clings to someone who knows the struggle so he's less stuck in his own head; yjh -- both women are trying to hold him accountable for problematic practices and trying to strongarm him into being a decent human being; aera -- eunbyeol is just attached to her so thoroughly that she'd rather die than let aera suffer, and yjh thinks aera's potential is so invaluable that it'd be a waste to not nurture it), but when they all unite under a banner of one single person to judge, they're solid and so in sync

i'm definitely going to try explore the trio's dynamic more now that they're reunited and we're in eunbyeol's self-reflection phase!

thank you so much anon!! i'll do my best to get another update out soon, especially since it was so fun writing that chapter!

[bailesona]

here's the truth of the matter. marcus never really gave a shit about james. his mom was a nice lady, sure. but james? he was... off. a certain quality of uneasiness clung to the little bastard. you could nearly tell when he walked into the room based on a strange, wavering feeling of nausea in the pit of your gut. the funny thing was that james never once made an effort to hide that part of himself. the part that stripped people down to little more than a handful of adjectives and a timeline of events. he never lied nor obscured it. one time, he meticulously analyzed their father at a fancy dinner, right down to his feelings of inadequacy that were channelled into the existence of an antique rolex on his left wrist. their father just beamed proudly. somehow, pride in humiliation was a natural response. that next day, after marcus graduated summa sum laude in harvard, their father just tutted sharply over his carelessness, evident in just a stray thread in his gown.

but their father was a prick. and james was a scary little shit. facts that existed alongside the rotation of the earth and the pull of gravity. marcus had accepted them long ago, and disregarded them in pursuit of a future so brilliant, it'd blind them entirely.

then james moved to ireland. fucking ireland, of all places! and suddenly the asshole was sending a dazzling sum of money back home. enough to buy multiple properties and businesses, cash in hand. no loans needed. marcus had kept trying to visit. kept insisting on it. it wasn't until he saw the footage, a month after ireland recovered from a three week long blackout, that it dawned on him. this woman in the footage, with blazing eyes, devastation and fury burning with the flames, was responsible somehow. and then he got an email, five years later. a chance to prove himself. to prove his father wrong.

to win.

now, he's a man of influence. a loose cannon, though when xavier says it, it sounds almost admiring. only, a loose cannon is meaningless when there's a fucking trained dagger in their midst, silencing all the former and now the current connections to the company. security details don't mean a thing next to that kind of ruthless precision. so he figures, better to find the dagger before it finds him. that brings him here. to the apartment. her apartment. because he's seen the pattern; that since aisling came to new york, this dagger has been particularly keen to clear a nice radius around her. and when she's got a meeting with the other members... now's as good a time as any to meet the one who managed to wipe out an entire generation of their organization.

when @windhcld appears, a practically invisible silhouette in the pitch-black diner, marcus can't help but appreciate the skill. silent, unseen, the stuff that fuels scary stories to frighten the shit out of kids at bedtime. bravo, maddoc. he'd tip his hat if he had one. " maddoc, isn't it? i'm armed. not a threat, just an informative update. and i won't be handing it over. let's face facts, we're not going to get anywhere fast by lying to one another, now are we? "

VILLAIN-Y S.C. HERE!

[gamebunny-advance]

A Random Collection of "Heart and Soul" and "DSYNC" Thoughts

Recap: "Heart and Soul" is a corny fanfic I wrote about 1010 meeting Yinu for the first time. I like it, but the ending is kinda bad.

This is, as the title says, a "random collection of thoughts," so don't expect anything too coherent. Jump around, skip stuff. Don't force yourself to try and sort this out.

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I think it'd be funny if 1010 referred to Yinu as "big sis" since she's technically older than them.

HaS doesn't necessarily occur in the DSYNC!AU, but I still base White's relationship with Yinu as though it had happened. In DSYNC, besides other NSR staff/public appearances, White will usually go out of his way to hide his bad mood when she's around because she's the one person he legitimately doesn't want to upset. Yinu kinda knows that something is wrong with him (try as he might to hide it, but she can usually smell the tobacco on him), but considering the last time she got involved in 1010's home situation, she got him erased, she doesn't want to pry any more than she needs to.

Sometimes I wonder how White conceptualizes his relationship with Yinu. Currently, they consider each other friends and there is a sibling-like quality to their relationship, but I wonder if that would change when she becomes an adult. In my headcanon 1010s are programmed with the inclination to flirt with basically anything that moves baring a couple of exceptions, both of which Yinu falls under: she's a child, and she's employed by NSR. Their restriction against NSR employees would bar him from flirting with her even when she becomes an adult, but the moment that either of them aren't employed by the same company, that restriction gets lifted. So I wonder if he considers that previous bond significant enough to continue to think of her as a close friend, or if it disappears the instant she meets their flirtation criteria. Perhaps by that time, their AI would be robust enough to process the nuances of their relationship.

1010 has already considered that even if he has a long "life", then all the humans in his life are going to out-grow him while he remains a 'young man' for eternity. But, what he considers more likely is that he'll be considered obsolete and *retired before Yinu even grows up.

*Although 1010 considers all previous versions of himself to be the same person, he also feels that part of him "dies" with every upgrade too. He's in a constant cycle of death and rebirth, and every MK update he gets further and further from what he originally was. Very Thesisus's ship paradox.

When I was writing the sequel, "Heartaches" there was a scene where Yinu accidentally reactivates the MKI 1010 while she visited Barracca Mansion.

I never quite explained why Neon J. felt the need to erase 1010's memories, but it was because it was considered too dangerous to allow 1010 to so blatantly disobey his Captain's orders, so that needed to be fixed as soon as possible.

It was determined that 1010's accidental harm of Yinu is what caused the sudden shift in his priorities, but the way that 1010 processes information means that it's not as easy as simply deleting a random chunk of his memory to reverse the effects. 1010's A.I. is like a giant web of connections. It *isn't easy to just cut some connections without causing another part to fail or become unstable.

*Strictly speaking, it is technically possible to comb through 1010's memories and delete very specific parts of it, but the parts are so interwoven and dense that it would take decades of manpower to search through and correctly identify even 1 minute of memories that needed to be erased without affecting other areas, which just isn't practical.

In extreme cases like the Yinu incident, the easiest thing is to *roll-back his memories, either to a previous state or do a complete reset.

*Rolling back his memories is still unideal, but the consequences of rolling back are more predictable vs. deleting something "in the middle" where the consequences will be unknown until it's already caused another problem.

Since 1010 met Yinu the same day that he malfunctioned, he wasn't able to keep any memory of her until the next time they met.

However, Neon J. also doesn't delete these malfunctioning versions of 1010 since they still provide useful research information. So, when MKI is accidentally revived, he still has memories of the incident up to getting retired, but he isn't up-to-date with anything else, so he identifies the MKIII 1010s as threats to Yinu and proceeds to destroy them while they try to get Yinu back to safety and away from him.

Neon J's tendency to use memory erasure to solve 1010's problems was also supposed to be a major point in DSYNC, where Neon J. "solves" the problem by factory resetting White and Green. If they have no memories of the past, then neither of them can have trauma about it. However, since the memories are still stored somewhere, they can still find a way to access them, even "subconsciously." This caused Green to still avoid White even though neither of them knew the real reason why. Since White can't do his job as leader if one of his subordinates keeps avoiding him, he decides to seek out the reason himself.

They are forbidden from directly accessing these memories, but there's a loophole in that they can still get the information indirectly, such as loading a bootleg (aka Garage Band 1010) with the old memories and asking them about it. Reset!White was then supposed to learn about his past abuse from the old White which is what allowed him to finally find the courage to confront Neon J. about their issues and get everyone some well deserved therapy.

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I cannot express enough how much I love Yurichiro and Muichiro becoming twin hashiras au!! Like it has been in my mind all day and I dont think Ill stop thinking about it anytime soon. However it made me think of another au that Ive thought of for a while, where Yurichiro survives but is much more angstier. Because instead of Amane finding the twins, Kokushibo finds his twins first? I know this sounds stupid but hear me out, seeing that they are his descendants, takes them in as a sort of guardian figure.

I dont think he would turn them into demons, or atleast not right away and first manipulates them into believing the demonslayer corps is the reason they were attacked and yurichiro lost his arms. Despite not really beliving this as true, they grow wary of the corps and become loyal to kokushibo who they begin to love like a father one they desperately wish for. Kokushibo sends them into the demonslayer corps as spies for muzan and they still become hashira because kokushibo allows them to kill as many demons as they want since muzan sees them as expendable. Still despite betraying information about the hashira, muichiro grows attached to them and cant handle the fact that he will have to betray them... and things get messy.

anyway thats all I have I just thought it would be cool to hear your thoughts on it :)

OHHHH MY GOD THAT IS SUCH A COOL IDEA???? I love the idea of Kokushibo being their mentor it sounds so silly :]

I think it'd be interesting to see how different they'd become due to not only being raised by a demon, but one who's morals where from 300 so years ago. Hehe old timey Tokito twins, would be kinda funny

As for turning them against the slayers, I don't know Kokushibo not that well as a character, but I don't think he'd see a reason to make them hate the corps or keep them human (especially since Yuu lost his arm) unless Muzan tells him to which, yeah he'd do as long as he sees potential in the twins for a specific cause.

This would be interesting again since Muzan would have actively said "no, keep them human" which yeah these implications are open for LOTS of interpretation which I find neat :]

MUI HAVING A MORAL DILLEMA WE LOVE TO SEE <333 I think he isn't even that conflicted between the demon-slayer thing, but more if he'd betray his friends or the one he sees as father, since, well, his actual one is long gone and he grew immensely attached. He was just a lost and scared child and someone took him in I think for that alone he'd be loyal to Kokushibo (not Muzan, just him. Don't think they like him much lmao)

ANYWAYS I LOVE THAT IDEA SO MUCH???? I've been thinking about Kokushibo as a mentor figure even in the Hashira AU (don't ask me how it'd work I am simply being delusional) and the twins referring to him as "our Uncle"!!!!! >:D The argument between the twins must MMM TASTY

LOVE TO HEAR MORE BOUT IT DO FEEL FREE TO KEEP ME UPDATED ON THAT!!! :D

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THE PLUS ONE

Summary: Rumors about Gwilym's love life are all over Internet but he always refused to disclose anything. However, after a year of a good and healthy relationship, he decides it's time for the world to know Y/n.

Request: All right doll, Could you write some Blake Shelton or/& Gwilym Lee fanfic for me, it would be awesome!! Love you and your work both of you are amazing 😉😻🌚💦

Pairing: Gwilym Lee x Reader

Genre: fluff

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Requested by: @marvelieber-rdjr01

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Warnings: a tiny bit of swearing, ofc!Evangeline

A/N: Idk why it's taking me so much time to write, I apologize. It never happened before, I guess I've been a while without writing. If you sent me a request, don't worry, I'll post it as soon as possible. About this request, it was really special, so I put extra effort on it. I hope you enjoy <3.

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"Darlin'!" my friend called the barman attention by hitting the surface of the barcounter. "my friend wants a martini and..." she gave me a knowing smirk before leaning over the counter. "I want your number."

"what the hell Eva?" I hissed, not able to hold back a chuckle. She shrugged, mouthing a confused 'what now', and I turned to the barman. "she'll have wine. Just wine" I remarked.

The boy on the other side of the barcounter nodded whilst chuckling and served us what we had ordered.

"I mean, I didn't think it'd work but okay"

"yeah, sure" I teased her, nursing my cup. "anyways- what are you doing now?" I asked while she turned her stool to face the people behind us, sitting in the booths. "Eva?"

She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times before actually speaking. "So there's that cute blond boy-" she was cut off by my snort, which made her nudge me. "no, listen. There's that cute blond boy and there's that handsome man staring at you shamelessly."

"wait what?" I hesitantly spun my own stool, following my friend's line of sight until my eyes met with a pair of blue ones which belonged to a tall, slim man staring at me. "shit" I muttered, rapidly coming back to my initial position. "he's hot"

"He's your type." my friend stated whilst sipping her wine. "aw now he's all bashful" she updated me, letting out a laugh. "he's no longer looking, I think he saw you staring"

"bitch" I called her, refraining the temptation of looking at the man once again. "he saw you staring"

"go talk with him" she whispered, resting her back and elbows against the edge of the counter. "he seems shy all from sudden."

"I'm-" this time, I did turn around to check on him once again, and damn, he was attractive as hell. "-not gonna do that."

"Y/n are you kidding me right now?" Eva asked rhetorically. "it's not the moment to be shy." she waited a few seconds for me to move, but when I didn't, she took the matter in her own hands.

"Eva-" I tried to stop her but she was soon walking towards the two men across the pub. "fuck"

I followed her form until she reached them, and then my eyes came back once again to the tall man, making me miss completely the way Eva pointed at me.

It was only when the mysterious man started to make his way towards me, that I realized what had just happened.

Before I had time to kill my friend, who now seemed to be very interested in whatever the blond boy was saying, the man was standing in front of me. "hey there, I'm Gwilym"

"Uh hi. Y/n" I replied, giving him an involuntary smile.

"Your... friend, I suppose?" he questioned, trying to hide his nervousness. "suggested me to buy you a drink instead of..."

"...of staring at me?" I guessed, raising my eyebrows at him, the ghost of a smirk forming on my lips when he nodded sheepishly.

"But, since you already have a drink" he shoved his hands in his pockets, taking a peek at the improvised dance floor in the middle of the pub. "do you want to dance?"

"I mean-" I opened and closed my mouth, meditating my answer. "I'm terrible at dancing."

"me too" he shrugged with a sweet smile dancing on his lips. "but it'll be funny, and if you get bored, I can walk you home" he added, extending his hand to me.

"such a gentleman" I stated, taking his hand, at first just to climb off the stool. However, he intertwined our fingers and leaded me to the middle dance floor, just in time to dance a slow song. "after all, I might not step on your feet."

"lucky me" he replied with a hint of humor in his voice, right before resting one of his hands on my waist while the other held one of my own.

We stayed like that for a long while, lightly swinging at the peaceful rhythm of the melody playing on the pub, lost in each other's eyes.

One Year Later

I was sat in my couch, wrapped in blankets and watching The Diary of Bridget Jones, when I heard my main door opening. "I'm in the living room!" I yelled, guessing it was Evangeline.

"Y/n, love!" my eyes opened widely at the sound of Gwilym's voice. "I'm home!"

"wha- how-" I attempted to move from the couch but it turned out to be almost impossible due to the amount of fabric wrapped around me. "I thought you were on press tour still"

"I am" he replied, walking towards me to kneel before the couch where I was. "but I missed you" I beamed at him, and a second later, he had leaned in to place a tender kiss on my lips "and I wanted to give you a surprise"

"awe" my hands left their cozy haven, recently found in the blankets, to hold both of his cheeks and bring him into another kiss, even though if this time we couldn't stop smiling. "I want more surprises like this one"

He then pulled away from me, holding both of my hands with his. "in that case" a mischievous grin made its way to his lips. "I might have another one" I raised my eyebrows, prompting him to tell me what he was up to. "we- the boys and I- were offered the possibility of taking a plus one with us to the Oscars"

I opened my mouth in agape, not because I had the chance to go to the Oscars —I would fangirl about that later—, but because he was offering me to go with him as his plus one.

"Gwilym" a wave of insecurities visibly washed over him the moment I said his name. "okay, first of all, come here" I pulled him up to sit besides me on the couch, and once he was there, rested my side against the backrest to face him. "I'd love to go." I assured him.

He sighed, a somehow sad smile twisting up the corner of his lips. "but?"

"are you sure you want us to be public?" I asked him softly. "because if you're doing this for me, you don't have to" giving him a smile, I prompted myself on my knees to kiss him. "I'm happy now. Evangeline, Ben and Joe know about us and that's more than enough."

"I know, Y/n" he pulled me onto his lap, giving me another kiss. "I know we're happy like this. And" his thumbs rubbed my hips, something that I managed to feel even through all those layers of fabric. "I'm the one who wanted this to be a secret but-" he bit his lower lip, struggling to find the right words. "I mean- we- now-"

I rested my cheek against his chest and leaded one of my hands to the crook of his neck to trace random patterns there, something I knew that would calm him.

"today we had an interview." he finally starting talking calmly "the interviewer asked me about my hobbies." I felt his fingers combing me hair. "and I wanted to say that I love watching TV shows with you on Saturday nights. I wanted to tell her how much I enjoy helping you cooking because I know you'll burn the kitchen if I'm not there" I slapped his chest playfully, earing a chuckle from him. "I wanted to tell her about our Sunday morning runs, and about our romantic escapades."

"sweet" I commented, lifting my gaze to look at him, who had his beautiful blue eyes on me. "and you want to be able to say those things." he nodded. "100% sure?" he nodded again, this time more eagerly. "then I need to find a dress."

"Evangeline is going to need one too" he informed me with a knowing smile on his face. "Ben is going to ask her to go with him."

"how are you so sure she'll say yes?" he snorted and I shook my head, chuckling. "yeah, don't even answer." I attempted to get up, but Gwilym tugged my arm and I fell back on the couch. "I gotta call her, Gwil."

"not now" he hugged me and made us both lie down on the couch. "I'm tired and needy." I let out a laugh, shifting to have my head comfortably laid over his chest once again. "I'm in the mood for cuddles with my amazing girlfriend"

"You're always in the mood for cuddles" I retorted, throwing one of my arms over his torso and tangling my legs with his. Meanwhile, both his arms wrapped around me, one of his hands finding it's way once more to my hair. "okay. Just for a bit"

"as you wish, love" Gwilym mumbled, already drifting off.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

"okay guys" one of the coordinators of the staff called our attention. "your turn. All of you go together, but once you reach the middle section of the carpet you can split up, go solo, take pictures or whatever" he stepped aside and prompted us to walk. "first Ben-"

"Jesus fucking Christ. Goddamnit. Fuck. why did I agree? Fucking hell" Evangeline cursed in low voice, holding onto Ben's arm to walk down the red carpet.

"now Joe. Allen, you go next" they both stepped out, and finally, the coordinator turned to Gwilym and me. "Gwilym, your turn."

"ready?" he whispered, securing me by holding my waist.

"yeah I'm just nervous as fuck" I muttered, smiling for the cameras and the paparazzi that were now taking photos of us.

"I'm gonna be honest, I'm so bloody nervous too" I let out a nervous laugh and he did the same right before another coordinator stopped us to stay still a few seconds, so the reporters could take proper pictures of us. "Y/n?"

"yeah?"

"I'm gonna kiss you, don't freak out" I didn't have time to give him any snarky reply before his lips were on mines, his hands holding my cheeks. "You're red" he stated with his eyes still closed.

"you didn't even see me, asshole" I hissed, feeling my whole face burning.

"Don't need to. I know you." he replied, pecking my forehead before letting go of me, for us to face the cameras once more. "Y/n?"

"not another kiss" I warned him, resuming our walk when the coordinator told us to do so.

"No no, at least not now." he leaned on me and whispered on my ear, "I love you"

I spun my face, capturing his lips before replying, "I love you too" with a big beam on my face, that was probably equivalent to the one on his.

[broadwaytheanimatedseries]

Sorry that I'm not tagging everyone who was interested in this au, I'm bad at taglists so I'm hoping you'll see this anyway.

OKAY QUICK UPDATE!

Nostalgicafé:

Patton Potts - Founder and Owner

Logan Earl - Manager and Barista

Virgil Wiater - Barista

Emile Picani - Waiter

Logan and Virgil have been friends since highschool, and when Virgil got a job at the new café, he told Logan all about it and suggested he join. It'd be fun to work together, they could trash talk all the rude customers behind their backs and the boss was really nice. Logan agreed and found Patton to indeed be very nice, and cute and sweet and funny and charming and beautiful and... Well the point is Patton was a good boss and the rest doesn't matter because complicated feelings didn't make for a very productive work environment, so it was best to just ignore them.

After a while of them working there, Logan was promoted to manager. which was definitely earned but Patton would be lying if he said it wasn't also an excuse to talk to Logan more often, as the serious man seemed intent to only talk while they're at work, but Patton really wanted to be friends with Logan the way he managed to be friends with Virgil.

Not long after his promotion, Logan decides they need to get another employee, since neither he nor Virgil can handle being waiters, and Patton couldn't always come by the café for a full day's work.

So they hired Emile Picani.

Emile is in his senior year of college, easily the youngest employee, and is studying to become a therapist. He's very cheerful and kind to customers, even the grumpiest among them can't help but smile around him, but he's also intelligent and observant, despite how innocent he may appear.

The four soon fall into a rhythm of work and a dynamic that makes the place all the more welcoming, and soon everyone is dining at Nostalgicafé.

Patton Potts was born in the late 20's, and was turned into a vampire in the mid 50's, and has been trying to keep up with all the changes and developments that have been going on. Growing up, he dreamed of settling down and having a family, but now that he's perpetually young and feeds on blood, that doesn't really seem like an option anymore. But that's no reason to get upset! He can still lead a good life and make the most of his new situation! He opens his café to remind him of his favorite time in history, and to bring joy to others! And it isn't what he imagined it would be, but he does have a family now. And he couldn't be more greatful for them.

Twin Kings Tatts:

Roman and Remus King - Owners and Tattoo Artists

Remy Picani - Secretary, works the front desk

Founder - Romeo King

Remus and Roman never knew their mom, but their dad was always there for them. So when he passed away, they met again, for the first time in many years, and wondered why their mother didn't show up, even for the funeral. Dad spoke of her with nothing but love and appreciation, but she was completely absent from their lives. If she was dead, he would have just told them, right? They were old enough to know, even before they left home. So when they receive a letter after hearing the will, and their father's lawyer tells them Mr King wrote this letter by himself and for their eyes only, they read it and find out that their mother left them to protect their family from being hunted. Obviously, this only makes them even more confused. When the letter explains that their mother was a witch, they don't know how to react. When the letter explains even further that this makes them witches as well, they are completely lost. they had no idea where all this came from or what to do next with this information. When the letter mentions the books in the backroom of the tattoo parlor, however, they simply nod at each other. They know exactly what they're gonna do from this point on.

Remy Picani has been treated like a poor, fragile, helpless little thing ever since he could remember. His parents, his teachers, even his so called friends pittied and coddled him, trying to protect him from anything and everything and freaking out whenever he so much as took a single step on his own. For fuck's sake he was blind, not made of glass!

The only one who treated him like a person was his little brother, who always supported him and compared him to Toph in avatar, telling him he was strong and independent and capable of anything.

He took that to heart and left home to become his own person, but made sure to stay in touch with his little brother.

Eventually, he heard about a little tattoo parlor that was starting to gain popularity and needed some help with keeping track of their appointments. The hours were good and the pay was even better, so he decided to go for it. Not long after, his little brother told him he was in town and that they should catch up. He told him about his new job at the local café and Remy was incredibly proud of his little brother.

Serpentine Meadow:

Cyrus Devlin - in charge of everything, alone.

Cyrus has always been on his own, he's used to it by now. Or at least he should be. At any case, the flowers and his snakes keep him company enough. He still remembers living with his mother in their cave as a child, and how she would talk to the statues of the people she petrified, people who tried to hurt them, people who got too close too fast, people she wanted to keep around but something went wrong. He always hated how mournful and lonely his mother looked around those statues, and decided he never wanted to grow up to be like that. So he prefers not to form any connections with mortals. Tends to overcomplicate things.

But a certain mortal might throw a wrench into his plans of isolation...

Ships:

Logicality and sleepceit, for now (;

Hmmmm... OK New AU:

A café, a flower shop and a tattoo parlor are the three most successful businesses in town, and the owners are all good friends.

Nostalgicafé:

Founder and owner Patton Potts

He loves making the food and his employees brew the coffee

(almost) all his employees call him dad and joke about the café being a family business

The whole place has a very 50's style retro design and vibe, right down to the outfit Patton wears when he decides to go check on the customers himself

He's a total sweetheart and wears big sunhats and long sleeves outside in almost any weather, but it's not the weirdest fashion choice and if anything it adds to his endearing eccentricity, so no one really questions it

Serpentine Meadow:

Founder, owner, and only employee Cyrus Devlin

He knows his plants and is fluent in flower language, and he cares for each seedling and sprout as if they were his children

He's a sarcastic and seemingly apathetic man, with a cold, unbothered demeanor and has no problem telling off a rude customer

Of course, seeing as his reputation for both being great at his job and having a zero tolerance policy for bullshit, he hardly gets any rude customers

No one has ever seen his hair under the ridiculous hat he wears, and he seems to avoid eye contact almost at all times, but nobody wants to assume anything so they just don't think too hard about it

Twin Kings Tatts:

Owners Roman and Remus King, inherited the business from their father

Decided to rename it while still keeping most of the original name in his memory

Probably would not have reconnected if the parlor hadn't been passed on to both of them in their dad's will, and they're very greatfull for that

Their distinct but very opposite styles of tattoos and general aesthetics made them a very popular tattoo parlor, and if you have a unique enough tattoo idea you might just be able to make them collaborate

Only have one other employee who's basically a secretary, and spend most of their time reading the ancient looking books in the backroom, designing strange looking runes and occasionally, tattooing them on each other

These four friends visit each other often, for their services as well as simply to hang out. They are the only ones who know what secrets the others are hiding, but they are all about to find out that some secrets can't stay hidden forever, especially from the ones you love.

That's all for now, let me know if you wanna see more of this au.

and as always -

Stay Tuned!