#the most angry little man on the disc

[cosmospoons]

[residentialsinyomakai]

Obligatory refs + Info of my Yokai Watch Ocs (*＾▽＾*)

Under a cut because there's gonna be a lot of yapping and art stuffs....explodes +□+

Caspian Hernandez || Any Prns || Watcholder

Basics:

The 15 year old 'basically Nate replacement' of this universe!

Lives in Blossom Heights mostly alone, parents are gone pretty often for one reason or another.

In addition, she lives with Baddinyan who is the only reason they're always out of Chocobars

Can see yokai through their glasses (ability can't be deactivated, but he has to focus on yokai for a few seconds in order to actually see/identify them)

Summons them w/ the Yopple-Brand summon band :'] (Customizable! That's why it looks like a disc attached to a Brute Bracer; because it basically is.) Insert disc into a slot in the side!! Whoopie!!!

Not very socially aware due to doing online school up until the age of like 12 (EVIL CAT interactions early on are constantly like 'lol that thing they said actually meant this you dork ahah you fool' 'hush weirdo I'm trying to focus')

((^ i mean in addition to that hes also based on me so like. Neurodivergent canon?? Maybe?? Idk i unintentionslly write characters like me sometimes

A bit goofy and switches moods easily. Some days can be pretty apathetic if she's in a slump.

Gameverse Friend Team of 6: Baddinyan (duh), Badude, Casanuva, Babblong, Tut'n'K'mon, and Rawry

VC: Unbearaboy! from the 'Yo-Kai Watch!' Sub (the blue one in this scene) ((yes I know it's goofy but it's the only clip I could find, skip past the beginning flashback 😭));

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Kerosque || He/Him || Formerly-Alive Yokai

Basics:

Water-Attributed Rank-B yokai of the Tough Tribe

Phrog is about in his upper 40's.

Inspirit; is kinda like when people tend to be kinda cold/curt in the mornings for seemingly no reason.

Runs a ramen stand someplace on the outskirts of Yo-kailafornia. (He's a pretty good chef too)

((He also has little custom pins you can get for free depending on who you are ^u^ a few of his customers/friends tend to.))

Uses his ladle (however you spell it) as a bit of a weapon thing. Comically large goofy ahh 😭

Doesnt go to the human world more often than he needs to. Too much everything

This man HATES stepping foot in downtown he does NOT wanna be there ever-

Kinda perpetually grumpy, resting mildly angry face. He tries to be polite but isn't very talkative at all lol

He does in fact croak. I love frog

Not pictured cause I forgot but like. Has a little swirly stomach pattern

Reoccurring yokai at his stand tend to be: Roughraff, Sick-Kun, Quinn, Ebi, Caspian, Master Oden, and occasionally Bruff.

VC: No clue yet, something along the lines of a higher version of Walrus Captain from A hat In Time, or a less enthusiastic Captain Caviar from Cookie Run? (If you got ideas, feel free!)

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Dread || He/They/Xe || Human-Born Yokai

Basics:

Drain-Attributed Rank-S yokai of the Shady Tribe

Inspirit; kinda similar to intrusive thoughs. Worse case scenario stuff, things that make you think you're an awful person, dreading situations or overthinking anything, etc etc

Is sighted quite a bit around high-schools. Hormones+anxiety+prime place for embarassment? Makes his job too easy

He has low empathy, but isn't completely incapable. Doesn't make a lot of friends and honestly he could care less either way.

Rather flippant, dry humor kinda guy, kinda similar to Jax from tadc for reference

He does have hair under there (i thought thatd be obvious but then again you'd probably also expect him to have skin and a chest/stomach under his hoodie so aifkwod), but it's usually kinda greasy.

Heart is a weak point in battle. If he ever let's it be exposed in the first place, that is

Cannot be seen by Caspian earlier in the story. Around the point I'd expect him to be in most of my drawings, he's at 'watch' Rank-B

Likes to taunt people, the easier to provoke the better. He feeds off of negative reactions and emotions for both entertainment and soul food nom nom

Usually a sad reaction is better than an angry one for him. If he finds someone's emotional weakness he most likely Will Exploit it XnX

While he doesn't care for anyone, he tends to harass Fuwhirl and Negatibuzz the least.

VC: Dont kill me but Raggedy Andy from Raggedy Anne's Musical Adventure

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Swiss || He/Him || Human-Born Yokai

Basics:

Electic-Attributed Rank-C yokai of the Eerie Tribe

Inspirit; is why people (usually kids) are picky eaters. This can look like randomly losing an appetite/ just finding several things repulsive/I'm bald/nuance/ref

Wanders around wherever. Lives in one of the Tranquility Apartments officially tho.

(Fuwhirl lives w him after they reunite <333 long story short they know him)

Has pretty poor eating habits himself tbh

Is edible!! Technically!!! He would not reccomend it (he's cake roll flavored :'])

The swirl in his hair can be dyed different colors.)

Going off of that, he can regenerate. Useful, but kiiiinda painful

He's a bit of an a-hole, and absolutely doesn't know when to shut up. He doesn't like to fight tho surprisingly (°>°)

Sarcastic and quick to snap back at someone =u=

(There's a strange old man he helps with experiments concerning his odd biology....he hasn't been posted yet but he belongs to my friend @sketchdeath22)

VC: lol idk

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Fuwhirl || They/Them || Object-Born Yokai

Basics:

Wind-Attributed Rank-D yokai of the Mysterious Tribe

Inspirit; Makes people dizzy either randomly or after standing up ×□×

Lived at a circus for a while, but eventually it moved out of town. After a bit of aimless wandering they found their way to Blossom Heights 🌸!!!

Kinda stumbles when they walk, it's worse when they're distressed but a bit more easy to navigate when they're happier &u&

Naive, likes to think anyone's nice under the surface +▽+

Is kinda like Tattletell's in the way he had to be latched on to you to be effective. Typically via a backpack

Has one of those build-a-bear hearts inside him!!! Whoopie :)

VC: Uhhh I forgot atm but I will come back and edit lol

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Anyways, that's not including my like 'ocified versions of pre-existing characters' agsgydirofor I love yapping about ocs!!! Wahoo :)

[vanoincidence]

Trash Panic! || Van & Jasper

TIMING: before jasper lost his face in the mines. PARTIES: @eatdearth & @vanoincidence SUMMARY: jasper runs into van during a meltdown. CONTENT WARNINGS: car accident mention

At best, Van was averaging three hours of sleep. At worst, she was awake for twenty-four hours straight, the only break being a four hour nap until the next stint where she was wide awake. Video games made it easier, because while it not only kept her distracted, it aided her in feeling normal. Whatever that looked like these days. The numerous cans of redbull she’d accumulated were crushed into small discs in reusable bag in the backseat of her car. Why she felt the need to go somewhere else and recycle them, she wasn’t sure. She just did. 

Instead of finding a community dumpster meant for recyclables only, Van found an empty street where somebody’s garbage canisters were already out. She pulled over with very little thinking and trudged over, holding the bag awkwardly against her chest as she began to spill the cans into the blue bin. The flattened disks clattered into the trash can, and only when she looked up did she notice somebody staring at her. They were probably pissed she was using their trash can. Fuck. She quickly shook out the bag, but it caught the handle of the can and tipped the entire thing over. Everything that’d been in there before, including the flattened aluminum discs she’d thrown in, spilled around her feet. 

“Fuck, fuck– fuck.” Why couldn’t she have just gone somewhere, or used her own stupid can? Why had she pulled over and used somebody else’s? What was the purpose? Van was no smarter at twenty years old than she had been at fifteen, that much was obvious. The sound of footsteps made Van freeze and she stared down at the items scattered around her feet. On what little sleep she had, there wasn’t much sound decision making on her behalf. The anxiety and sleep deprivation took care of the plastics and metals for her, though. The can, too. Because as soon as the man rounded the corner, she was backing away from the now melting objects. Oblivious to the fact that it was she who was doing it, she turned to return to her car. “Not again, not again, not again–” 

Among the many things that Jasper’s late uncle had left him was his shitty car, a Toyota Corolla that should have been recalled but the company didn’t want back most likely. Still, it did its job, transporting Jasper from the university downtown to his, you’ve guessed it, late uncle’s manor, which, like the car, Jasper did spruce up enough to call his own. Not that much, but enough. What wasn’t enough was the gas maybe, or was it something else? Something that had his shitty car stop behind some else’s car.

“Oh, come on,” Jasper tried his best to wake his car up but no dice. All he got for his effort was the same sound a hell horse makes when it’s dying or having the time of its life in bed. The o-word. Jasper wouldn’t know. He’s never even had a horse. Or the o-word. At least not in a long time. “Stupid car!” He groaned and he whined and he slammed his hand on the steering wheel for little effect before he caught sight of something very, very weird: Some guy was chasing after a girl! So Jasper did the only thing he could do: Honk. Loudly. Very loudly. As loudly as he can. “Hey, you alright? Is he bothering you? What’s going— What happened to those things over there?”

Van whipped around just as she reached for the car door handle. The man standing in front of her now was not the same man that was pointing his finger into the air from his yard, an ugly and angry expression peeling over his features. This man was different. This man she recognized from her two month stint at the college. Van didn’t remember his name, though, and she hadn’t taken any of his classes. She had just seen him. 

“I don’t– I don’t know.” She wrapped her fingers around the handle and tried to pull, but noticed that it had melted in her hand, too. The metal stuck to her skin as she pried her hand away, jumping back. She was sleeping. This had to be a dream. Why else would somebody who she vaguely knew or recognized would pop up in it? Van scrubbed her hand against the sides of her jeans and stared down at the handle of her driver’s side door. It was bent and melted into the door itself and Van felt her chest begin to tighten. “This is a dream, it’s a dream. It has to be a dream, right?” She turned to the man next to her. “Punch me in the face. Wait. No, don’t do that– splash water on my face. Wake me up.” 

Jasper heaved a sigh of relief when the other guy backed off. His honking saved her. And him. Jasper wasn’t a fighting man. If the other guy was, and creeps usually were, he’d have been knocked out. Or worse. But no point in dwelling on a negative long gone. He had to focus on helping the familiar-looking girl. Was she a student in the university? She probably was. Why else would Jasper think she was familiar? He never went out much. “Let’s, uhh, let’s get you on your way, safe and sound, maybe to your home or the police station?”

His eyes widened in horror when he caught a glimpse of the handle melting in her hands. Or was it already melted? Someone must’ve melted it before she reached out for her right? She couldn’t have melted that damned thing on her own. That would be impossible. Unless? Without thinking much, Jasper grabbed her wrists, concerned that her hands were burned from touching that melted metal. “Your hands! Are they okay? Punch you? No, I can’t– I don’t have water…” But he did, and as he remembered that, he bolted back to his own vehicle, took the large half-full bottle of water that he uses for his car, the same kind that water dispensers used, and then instinctively splashed it all on the girl. “...are you…awake?”

The man grabbed her and an involuntary screech left Van. She stared up at him, eyes widening slightly as he began to speak. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever felt the sensation of being touched in a dream before– not when it felt so real. His hands were warm and a little damp– perspiration, maybe? She stared, unmoving, as he dashed to his vehicle. She didn’t react when he came back either, the pounding of her heart too loud in her ears to process what was coming; what she had asked for. 

The water hit her face and it burned her eyes, making her gasp in desperation for some kind of relief. Van took a frenzied step back, rubbing her eyes frantically. “What the fuck!” She had asked him to do it, so she couldn’t be mad, but she hadn’t expected it to be real. “Fuck, what is–” She looked at the door handle again and panic surged through her. “This– what happened, did–” Van glanced towards the house and the melted bins. “Nothing, this isn’t–” She looked at the man again before shaking her head, repeating the same thing– this isn’t real, this isn’t real. She tried to make a move towards her driver’s side and pry the door open, but the metal wouldn’t budge. It wasn’t even hot. It was as if it had just dissolved. “Please, this isn’t happening. Make it stop, make it stop– MAKE IT STOP.” the ground beneath Van began to melt around her shoes now, too, and her tires began to sink into the gravel. “No, no, no.” 

Jasper watched the girl panic while he panicked. He just stood there, though, pretty much just staring at her with wide, concerned eyes, as she frantically pleaded with everyone and everything for things to just calm down. Or something along the lines. He was already overthinking things, mostly what else to do, how to help, who to call. Should he call a medic? She seemed to be having a pretty weird breakdown in front of him. Or maybe the cops? At that exact moment, he caught sight of the car door and then the tires. Definitely not the cops.

“Hold on, let me try this,” Jasper did not even hesitate, believing it was all he could do. It was what he had to do. He took a really deep breath, let his arms hover in front of him like a priest or a witch doctor blessing an invisible body, and concentrated on the ground beneath the girl and her car. Clenching his jaw, he felt a strain all over his body, as if he was fighting something akin to his own magic, more powerful than his basic arcane knowledge. The rocks and soil underneath the gravel tried to keep the girl and the tires upright but they seem to continually fight an uphill battle. What was happening? Who was doing all this? Was it the girl herself? Or that strange guy from earlier? “What’s…going on with you? Are you doing this?”

If Jasper had been a more experienced spellcaster, a better learned magician, this might have been much easier. But he was a dodo head, an entry-level mage, similar to a child just learning his alphabet. This was a bit too much for him, and even though he managed to somewhat keep the girl and the car from sinking into the ground, he exhausted himself, so much so that when he instinctively pulled the girl by her arm into him once his magic settled the ground with a makeshift rock barrier, he also fell back. Jasper felt the hard thud of his muscle and bone collide with the asphalt, the gravel, and he groaned, out of it. “Are you…all right?”

The tires of her car continued to melt, as if there’d never been anything substantial holding them together to begin with. Van was desperate for it to stop, but it just kept going. She was going to lose her car. She couldn’t afford one. What would she do without her car? Maybe it was for the best. They had transported Debbie’s body in that car, and even though it’d been deep cleaned in every sense of the word, there was still death on it. It was still covered in the filth of what they’d done, so maybe this was Van’s karma. To watch her car melt before her very eyes. She was so tired, she just wanted to sleep. But that wouldn’t happen. 

Suddenly the man was standing in front of her, arms spread, and something else was moving. Something was happening. Van couldn’t register it, not really, too dazed by the way the earth moved beneath her, and then he asked her something– had he asked her something? She blinked at him, tears in her eyes. He asked her another question, but she was falling, elbows digging into asphalt. A part of the road had been upheaved as if a cradle. 

Van gasped, tears flowing freely now. She dug her knuckles into the ground, wincing slightly as parts of the asphalt dug into her skin. “What is happening!” She wanted it to stop. She wanted it to all go back to normal. Ever since Debbie, things had gotten worse, and how was she supposed to make it stop? This karmic debt or whatever it was would never stop, and everything had been her fault. Since Diana, since her grandmother leaving– everything had been her fault. She stared up at her company, half on her side, half in a sitting position. “What did you do?” Because it had to be him. He had done something. “Do you work at the mines?” Reason left Van, then, too stubborn to see what was truly before her. That she did have magic like Milo had said, and that this person might have it too. She didn’t want to believe in that because it didn’t make sense. If she believed what Milo had said, then that meant that Diana had been her fault and it wasn’t some freak accident that she just hadn’t saved her from. “What did you do?” Van asked again, voice shaking with fear and uncertainty. She hadn’t noticed it, but her car had been saved from melting into a puddle thanks to whatever it was that the man had done. The tires were ruined, and the handle to the door was, too, but overall, it was fine. 

For a few seconds, Jasper saw her again. He looked around him, and he was back in the mines. When his eyes caught sight of his hands, he realized it wasn’t him. At least not him today. It was him way back when, before she— “Faith!” he called out, turning to where the little girl was but she was already running away, laughing as she went deeper and deeper still into the mines. “Stop! You’re going to— I’m going to lose you! Stop! Come back! Faith!” Her name rang in his head as the mines’ walls were suddenly engulfed by complete darkness. Jasper stopped dead in his tracks, eyes wide with horror, as he, too, was engulfed by the shadows from the mines.

And then Jasper came to, gasping as he regained his consciousness, eyes immediately finding the strange woman beside him. “Are you all right?” he asked again, though he refrained from spouting the same name he had been screaming inside his head. “No, I don’t work in the mines… Do you?” He groaned as he slowly dragged himself back into a sitting position on the ground, once more quiet and undisturbed. His eyes caught a quick glimpse of the car and the geology professor heaved a sigh of relief when he realized all seemed to have calmed down now. When he turned to the girl, he shook her head at her. “I… The same thing that you were doing, probably… Magic.” 

Was it, though? In theory, yes. In application? It wasn’t quite the same as what other spellcasters would consider as magic. Well, at least that’s what he believed. His grasp of the arcane was very basic, if not pretty juvenile. He had just recently sought out a mystical mentor but it didn’t end well. Or at least it wasn’t going well. Jasper wasn’t learning the things he thought he would, though he did manage to pick up a few things here and there. Like the ‘moving around gravel and rock and sand and dust’ thing. He still needed to refine his technique, though. No actual spellcaster would go down like he did just moving shit around in such a small space. “That was you, right? Not someone else? Something else?”

There was a far away look on the stranger’s face that Van also wore. She found solace in the fact that she wasn’t the only one confused about what was happening. It was better than being accused of something she hadn’t done. She swallowed quickly, avoiding looking over at her tires that were melted against the asphalt. 

He spoke and Van’s breath caught in her throat. “No, I don’t work in the mines, I’m–” just a pizza girl. Because that was her only trait, really. Everything else had been washed away by the trauma and the grief. She wasn’t a person anymore, she was just a body. Van watched him carefully, tongue pressed against the back of her teeth as she worked her jaw in anxious desperation. Please don’t think this is my fault, Van thought silently, eyes brimming with tears. She quickly reached up to wipe them away. 

Magic. There was that stupid fucking word again. “It’s not magic!” Van half shrieked, half coughed out. She scrambled to get to her feet, palms of her hands scraping against the road in the process. She was bleeding now, but she didn’t care. “It’s not magic, and that wasn’t magic, and I’m not–” The strange boy in the common’s words rang in her head and she slammed her hand against her chest, staring down at the man as he stayed seated. “I’m not!” Not what, she wasn’t sure. Some freak? Maybe in other ways, but not in this. She wasn’t responsible for this mess, and she wasn’t responsible for Diana. She had just… left her there. She hadn’t been the one to open the odd portal to who knows where. She hadn’t done it. 

“This is just something weird, barometric pressure or something. I didn’t do this.” Van wished that a portal would show up and swallow her whole. Why had two people in the span of a month pressed the thought of magic into her temple? Magic wasn’t real. “It has to be the mines, or something else– I know that earthquakes don’t happen here, but this could easily be a sinkhole!” Her reasoning, no matter how misguided, was forced into a box where she could make sense of it. “It wasn’t me, and it wasn’t magic, and it wasn’t you and it was just this stupid godforsaken town doing its stupid bullshit, but this wasn’t magic!” She looked at her car, frustration pulling at her seams. “It wasn’t,” she whispered, taking a step away from the man on the ground. 

Why would her even working in the mines matter? Jasper was starting to realize that might have been the concussion talking, forgetting that it was the girl who introduced the possibility in the conversation, so he began to check if he had the symptoms. Outside of the haziness, some confusion, a bit of sluggishness, he was feeling pretty fine. Those things were even probably from just him trying to exert himself with his magic. He was still pretty much a newb, or a noob, whatever the kids used these days, so having managed that successful spell was going to have some strain on his body. 

The girl’s yelling wasn’t making him feel any better, though. He thought he was hearing something in his ear, a bit of ringing, maybe? Jasper just winced at her as she continued denying the truth of it all. Maybe he did have a concussion. Maybe she was just being too loud. Or maybe it was something else entirely? That would have to wait until they sorted this whole mess out. “That’s…not normal, ma’am,” he started to explain, following suit as he pulled himself slowly and carefully back on his feet. “Trust me, I should know. I’m a scientist.” But the second he tried to consider her words, he started to doubt himself. It was definitely not a sinkhole, at least not a normal one, but nothing was normal when the mines were involved, and the mines had been acting stranger and stranger lately. “Are you sure that wasn’t you?”

Jasper squinted at the girl before taking a long look at her car and then the ground beneath it. It was him, though. Definitely him. But if she wasn’t a fellow spellcaster, he wasn’t going to dig deeper into that. The last thing he needed was someone calling the cops on him. Or worse. “Has this—whatever this is—happened to you before? More than twice?” If it has, and she’s been the one constant thing in every occurrence, then maybe she was a spellcaster, just not aware of what she was, or what she could do. Just like him. Before Faith disappeared in the mines. He winced as he put a hand on the back of his head, feeling a sudden pain that soon disappeared. 

Of course the man was a scientist. How many scientists had come into Wicked’s Rest at this point? She thought of Gael and his explanations of chemistry and she felt a bitterness pull over her. Van wasn’t smart enough to go into detail about what could have happened to derail the conversation, to cement that it wasn’t her, so she stared at her company in wide-eyed desperation, hopeful that her earlier tirade would be believable enough. 

He got to his feet and Van watched him carefully. “It wasn’t me.” The words felt like copper digging into her tongue and she felt a cold sweat break out against the back of her neck. The adrenaline was wearing off, and the exhaustion from earlier was beginning to dig its claws back into her. She wanted to go home and sleep, but she couldn’t even do that, not with her car in the state it was in. Van wiped away the tears again, hating how they felt sticky on her cheeks. She thought about Nora and the desperation she displayed outside of the coffee shop, about the trashcan and how it had melted, just like the one only a few feet away from her now. But she hadn’t been responsible then, and she wasn’t responsible now. 

The man asked if something like this had happened before and Van shook her head quickly. “No! Never!” It was obvious that she was lying and she knew it, but she needed it to be the truth. To ignore the soda cans soaking herself and Debbie at the grocery store– the portal that Diana had fallen into, the melted belongings following her in her most stressful moments. Most of all, the car next to her and the tires that were melted into the concrete. “I’ve never done– nothing has ever happened like this around me before.” Her voice broke and she rubbed her eyes again with the backs of her hands, suddenly feeling like a toddler in too big of a body. “I don’t know what’s going on, but I need you to believe me. Please, this wasn’t me.” 

“All right, all right, I believe you,” Jasper tried his best to calm the woman down, but to be honest? His best wasn’t even anyone else’s good. Maybe if he had more social interaction that lasted beyond a few seconds then he’d be better, but so far? He’s the worst. “You’re too cute to be losing it right now.” Definitely the worst. In his point of view, he was killing two birds with one stone, hurling a compliment her way and trying to downplay the gravity of what had been a very serious turn of events. Unfortunately for him, all he had accomplished was plant the seeds for a potential lawsuit.  

“I’m Professor Jasper H. Langston. I teach geology at UMWR,” Jasper then showed her his ID from the wallet on his back pocket for proof, something he’d learned to do from his many terrible social interactions. “Can I give you a ride home? Or to a hospital? You sure you’re alright, though?” He tried to check her for bumps and bruises. While she could be all right, he definitely wasn’t, though he wasn’t feeling that bad. Just the usual drained feeling after that basic magic trick. Jasper really needed better teachers. 

“My car’s right over there, miss…?”

Even if they weren’t true, Van’s desperation to believe the man’s words gave her hope. Hope that this was all in her head, or that it was something weird with the town. She wanted so badly to turn away from this, to pretend that none of it happened, but it was so hard when the incident glared back at her. He was talking and she couldn’t exactly process what the words were that he was saying, because all she wanted was out to be away from this, to be away from her car– which she realized now she couldn’t just leave behind. Her name was on the registry for it, meaning if somebody found it, they’d know what happened. She needed to worry about that later, she decided. 

The man gave his name– Jasper. Van could focus on something like a name. Through blurry vision, she looked at the I.D he showed and she nodded slowly at his question, freezing momentarily at the idea of going to a hospital. Why would she need to go to a hospital? She wasn’t hurt. “No, no– I–” She wanted to go to Nora, but she didn’t know exactly what graveyard her friend lived in. Fuck, that was still so weird. She swallowed thickly. “I– my car.” She looked over at it. When he asked her name, she tried to say it, but it wouldn’t come out until the second try. She cleared her throat, rubbing her tears away. “Van. Can I– can you call a tow truck?” She couldn’t let somebody else just find the car, because what if somehow, something got connected to what happened with Debbie? She had to trust that Jasper would help her, because he’d already done so much so far.

“You want me to call you a van?” Jasper looked confused, his tiny semi-concussed brain taking its time to realize what she meant. She already said the word ‘car’ and when he turned to look at it it did not resemble a van. Did she mean her name was Van? Either way, calling a tow truck was something he easily understood and could easily do, so he took out his phone and dialed the same company that had bailed him out of a traffic violation a few years back. “Okay, all right, let me just— Steve? You busy tonight? I need something towed—a friend’s vehicle—no, I didn’t accidentally run over a college kid again—” 

Jasper made a face, one of feigned disbelief, as he turned to Van and pointed at his phone, trying to downplay what she just heard. That college kid thing? It was an accident. Mostly. Turning around, he tried to remember where they were, and once he did, he gave the address to his tow truck guy, the latter confirming they’d be there in a jiff. 

“Tow truck will be here in a few,” Jasper heaved a sigh as he turned his attention back to the girl. “Meanwhile, here, let’s wait in my car.” Taking out his business card, which was probably a better idea than his ID, he gave it to her and ushered her to his car, where they’d be much safer than out in the open. Safer from what? Well, that guy from earlier maybe? Or if things out there went weird again. Things always found a way to get weird in this town.

Van didn’t have it in her to correct him, even if it was something that normally annoyed her. She could have given her full name, but even that didn’t feel like it fit her anymore. She tried to keep her gaze from wandering over the tires of her car, because if she let her attention settle for too long, there was no telling what else would happen. Panic still colored her paler than normal and the quick beat of her heart did not still, despite Jasper calling for help. His voice was distant, despite the fact that he was standing close. 

She felt dizzy again, and she closed her eyes, scrubbing both hands down her face, ignoring the way that it’d definitely mess up her eyeliner if the tears hadn’t already. 

Her attention fell back onto Jasper as he offered her a seat in his car. Better to do that than stand here, probably. “It was the sinkhole,” she whispered as she walked away from her car towards Jasper’s. She had to believe that it wasn’t her. For the sake of herself, and to make others believe that, too. 

[fluffallamaful]

Tickle Therapy AU: ler!Quackity Edition

About a month after the torture starts, Quackity has a change of heart.

Maybe it’s some confrontation, maybe he had a revelation, whatever. I’m gonna say that it’s another Time-Travel-Limbo situation just cause that’s easiest, but it doesn’t really matter. Point is that by the end of it Quackity has decided that this change — this change into a monster, as he had originally planned — is not a change that will actually get him what he wants. More than that, he has decided that he wants something…kinder. He doesn’t want a world where he’s the cold mastermind and there are no friends or lovers or anything to speak of. He wants a world where the people are good to each other, a world where there are people who care about him and where he can be free to care about others — because he has recently realized that this is a need of his, one that he is unwilling to change.

He doesn’t really know where to start regarding most of the server. He knows where to start with one member, however.

Quackity plays up the act the next day, when he goes to pay Dream his usual visit. He gets his tools. Sam lets him into the main cell. Dream’s panicking and begging before he’s even fully crossed the bridge, before he’s even stepped foot onto it, even. He can’t hear the pleas until he’s halfway across, but Dream’s mouth started moving the moment the man caught sight of him. The lava falls. Dream and Quackity are alone.

Quackity drops the facade once they’re out of Sam’s sight.

It’s too soon to apologize. Too soon to let Dream too close, too aware of what his plan is. But he can ease it back a bit. He can get the man to stop fucking crying, anyway: it’s annoying. “Chill,” he orders. He takes out a pack of cards. “We’re doing something different today.”

Last time they played, they placed bets on body parts. They don’t bet on anything today.

The next day he comes in, and Dream is still scared. But he’s quiet. He takes out the cards again — and then a couple of red apples. He can see the man’s mouth water at the sight of them after months of nothing but raw potatoes. “If you win,” Quackity says. “They’re yours.”

Dream worries about what will happen if he loses. He doesn’t need to: Quackity’s good at winning, but that means he knows how to fumble when it matters. Quackity makes sure Dream finishes scarfing the apples down before he calls for Sam to raise the lava again, to let him back across.

(Sam hasn’t been hearing so many screams lately. He assumes Quackity has been trying something new — maybe a form of suffocation. He doesn’t ask for details.)

And this continues for a while. Eventually they actually start talking a bit. Nothing serious — just little things. Why the cards are black and red instead of black and yellow, the shitty orange color of Dream’s jumpsuit, dirty jokes about Sam, that sort of thing. And soon the cards fall to the wayside and they talk, and it’s only after a few days of this that Quackity gets down to brass tacks.

Quackity wants the server to change. He knows that Dream wants the same thing. And even if their ideas of how the server should be don’t quite line up, Quackity says, it might be beneficial for the two of them to join forces now and work out the kinks of their arrangement later.

He leaves. Dream sits on that idea for a while. (He dismisses it initially, because Quackity is a sociopath and no sweet-talking is going to make him forget a month of torture. But the thought comes back in time.)

It’s around this time — or a little before it, actually — that Quackity decides that he wants Dream to change, too. Because this was once his friend, and now that he’s got a plan and maybe isn’t quite so angry, he starts to wonder if the whole Disc thing was less an Evil Scheme and more a cry for help. So he begins drawing plans to tease a bit of that old Dream out again, and maybe figure out what caused him to — in his eyes — have a complete psychotic breakdown.

Regardless, Quackity doesn’t bring up his vision when he comes back the next day. But he talks seriously again, and attempts to get some answers about what’s going on. And Dream gets all this talk about being a Master Manipulator, but he’s really not — but Quackity ABSOLUTELY is, so he actually does manage to get a little deeper than one might expect. Not much deeper, but enough to learn that something’s definitely going on. He pokes around a bit, asking questions that get answers that Dream doesn’t know he’s giving. And finally, he realizes that Dream is lonely — and has been for a while.

A few more days pass. Dream has been relying on Quackity for good food and company for weeks now, and at some point he decides that he’ll push his luck and see if he can — he hasn’t had anyone friendly visit in a while, okay. Maybe — maybe Quackity wouldn’t notice if he, he accidentally brushed his hand against his. If he’s quick about it.

Quackity notices. And things have been going so slowly lately, and maybe he’s a bit bored this day, and anyway he gets an idea. When’s the last time Dream’s gotten some affection? Maybe giving him a bit would help get him on his side.

So he bluffs. He pretends to be angry, maybe, and to have mistaken Dream’s poorly-hidden attempt at hand-holding for an escape attempt, and he tackles him to the ground. And Dream’s still weak as hell, and he can’t fight against him, and he’s babbling that he’s sorry and didn’t mean to, but Quackity insists that it’s too late and he needs to be taught a lesson.

If he remembers correctly, Dream’s sides were super ticklish. Dream’s wrists are held above his head with one hand while Quackity straddles his waist, and then his other hand comes down and squeezes.

Dream squeaks.

Quackity grins.

The first session is surprisingly successful. Dream laughs hard, and he even cries a bit — something he seems to have needed kind of desperately, and Quackity holds him through it at the end. And he makes plans.

And so, Tickle Therapy begins.

omg omg img img img omf waiiitttrrr this is is so exciting??????? :O omg?? eee!! wiat i adore the idea of these two getting along behind the security of the lava?? like alone in the cell? omg.

(more belowwwww)

🦙🦙🦙…

i actually have a few ideas that could spark the change in quackity’s heart,, and basically what i’m thinking is, is that perhaps it’s not really that quackity feels that he needs to be nicer,, it’s that he feels that he actually needs dreams help. but then along the way he realises that dream is more human than he originally thought

like maybe in this AU, the egg has become an overwhelming threat on the server or something. i forget the timing for when the egg vines start to disappear 🤔 but maybe the attempt at suppressing it’s growth to just the chamber is failing, and quackity is struggling to hold his ground against the eggpire (bbh deserves a villain arc come on). perhaps he feels that getting on dreams good side would be beneficial for his country in the immediate future (he could always betray him later anyway), but of course dream isn’t going to be any help to him if he’s in a weakened state like this, so he starts to help him recover in secret.

i ADORE the poker games omg, and replacing consequences (omfg the betting on body parts thing 😵‍💫) with rewards 😭. i also love that it’s all happening with the confines of the prison cell. liek for some reason the image of them playing poker on the floor with the red glow of lava flickering over their faces is such a cool image to me. like with quackity analysing the crap out of dream and dream trying his hardest to remain unphased by quackitys presence

it’s cool to imagine the beginnings of conversation, and like quackity prying and prodding around to try and see what dreams motives are and how he can appeal to him. and perhaps this is where he actually realises that he sorta kinda relates a little to him,,, quackity has lost most of those closest to him as well… i like the idea of quackitys original plan of gaining dream on his side to take down the egg, to slowly start including other details,, such as pinpointing the exact moment where both he and dream began to lose their loved ones

but of course no plans will work if dream is still a mess. and dream is absolutely a mess. he still shakes for the first 30 minutes after quackity arrives each time, and still addresses quackity with sir and flinches every time he reaches into his pocket…. quackity’s not really sure how to get dream used to his presence, or to gain his trust,, buuuutt progress is still being made. they start to talk a little deeper. quackity finds out about the lonely thing :( maybe he even mentions that he relates

the attempt at HAND HOLDING AHHHHHHH!!! that’s so cute!!? liek the company has just been so nice that it’s having dream crave human contact again 😭 and omg quackitys reaction to it ☹️ like maybe he just feels some sort of proud warmth that dream had attempted such a thing :(( maybe it just fills him with a giddy burst of energy, a playful fire that propels him to tackle dream to the ground with feigned authority. the idea of him deciding that dream could use some tickly affection ahhhhh

the babbled apologies from dream though 😭 he just always fears the worst 😭 his body is weak and even with his best panicky struggles he’s unable to free himself from quackity’s tackle. he’s pinned with his arms above his head, apologies flying from his mouth. only amongst his panic he notices quackity’s smirk to be far less menacing than usual. there’s a hint of playful excitement behind his eyes, and suddenly there’s a a hand squeezing at his side

ahhhhhh gosh the griiiinnnn after his squeak. i like the idea of quackity kinda projecting in his teasing? like little comments about how nostalgic this must be. “did sap and george ever tickle you like this?” “is this the kind of fun you’ve been missing?” “this is the simple life you want right?” “when was the last time you let go like this?” like all phrases that could easily be flipped on him.

and then the tickle therapy begins 🫠 finally quackity finds a way to help dream get used to him while getting his strength up

🦙🦙🦙…

[itssideria]

srry for doing this in your inbox but ykk the phrase “character assassination” rlly kinda sums up my issue with cdream in the final stream bc on reflection ctommy was really not the problem there. i think a Lot of things couldve been fixed if, when ctommy tried empathizing, cdream went really quiet (leaving ctommy to argue w cpunz) and then lashed out when ctommy hit the nail on the head…. yk? like hes always done up until now because he doesnt like it when people that are Against Him understand him. and it coming from ctommy in particular would make him feel unsafe. but by getting mad abt it, it would reinforce to the audience that ctommys analysis is right And would highlight a similarity in both of their personalities (irrational aggression as a coping mechanism to deal with unwanted emotions). like i dunno i think it would make the stuff they were going for more poignant if they made cdream act like ctommy at his worst while ctommy is, at least emotionally, at his most clear. it would be a really nice mirror without muddying the original intent, which was to highlight cdreams humanity after the aggressive deification they did directly beforehand . iiiiii dunnnooo (hi mari)

HELIII HI BACK!!!!

and. yeah, man. there is so much that could have saved that ending scene for me and even this right here is one of those things. like, i love cdream as a character! for the longest time i thought he was really, really cool and i got excited to see him on screen!! and a massive part of that excitement was that he was unequivocally A Guy That Went Too Far. that is cdreams character summary—a man that maybe could have been good, but let his obsession with the fixing the past and taking control take him farther than he could ever hope to he redeemed. and i loved the little moments that made him human in the story!! the parts when he was afraid, or emotional, or had his plans foiled—those were GOOD. they made him REAL. i did not like cdream bc i wanted him to win all the time.

character assassination is the phrase i chose and character assassination is right. cdream is obsessed with control. he Cannot, under any circumstances, be wrong. his need for control makes him scary and sadistic and ready to do THE most fucked up bullshit (refer to the LITERAL SAW TRAP FROM FINALE STREAM #3) anyone on the server has done. this guarded, angry, fucked-up-beyond-recognition man will not bend because some kid almost got him right. and if he did bend, he certainly would not go soft. the irrational aggression you mentioned is so much better snd makes SO much more sense because like—I CAN SEE THAT! i can SEE cdream lashing out doubling down, i can see him throwing every angry phrase against the wall to see what sticks, i can see him desperate to hurt ctommy one last time. and it functions beyond that, too, because it doesn't leave punz (who tbh having him do staged disc finale was a bad decision but eh) useless, it doesn't make cdreams final moments sympathetic, it doesn't make us feel sorry for a literal abuser. or at least, not sorry in an "oh youre so sad and baby :(" way but more of a "man. this obsessive fucker lost everything, huh" sorta way.

its so sad because SO many little changes could have had us keep the exact same plot and redeem that ending but. Man. ty for talking heli <3

[historyhermann]

Supa Team 4 Season 2 Spoiler-Filled Review

Supa Team 4 is a computer-generated superhero action-comedy series. Malenga Mulendema is the series creator and co-executive producer. Trigger Fish Animation Studios, known for the recent animated series Kiya and the Kimoja Heroes, and Kizazi Moto: Generation Fire, and various television specials and films. The first season was released in July 2023.

Reprinted from Pop Culture Maniacs and Wayback Machine. This was the sixty-second article I wrote for Pop Culture Maniacs. This post was originally published on January 14, 2024.

The second season picks up where the first one left off. The four protagonists (Temwe Chiti, Komana Mwinga, Zikomo "Zee" Phiri, and Monde Wamunyima) are trapped in an abandoned mine. They are confronted by Bad Magz (voiced by John McMillian) and fellow villain Prof. Greenthumbs (voiced by Abena Ayivor), with the former angry they keep ruining his plans. Mama K (voiced by Pamela Nomvete) can't get in touch with Team 4 and thinks the Principal Nkwashi (voiced by voiced by Abubakar Salim) is up to something, until he admits he only wants to help Temwe (voiced by Kimani Arthur). The heroes use makeshift weapons and detain Prof. Greenthumbs. Mama K helps them escape, but not before Bad Magz photographs the van. Later, his assistant Ms. Prudent confirms that Zambinite was there. He is intrigued by the ring on Mama K's hand. And that's only the first episode!

The kidnapping of the four protagonists impacts all of them. It may have heightened Temwe's jealously toward Zee (voiced by Nancy Sekhokoane). The latter results in them "switching places," so they can recognize each other's struggles. There is no doubt that the kidnapping deeply impacted Komana (voiced by Zowa Ngwira). Later, she is comforted by Monde (voiced by Namisa Mdlalose). More directly, photographic analysis causes Bad Magz to track down Chi (voiced by Chi Mhende), a blind man who is Mama K's comrade, and snatch a computer, blueprints, and disc, even as he lets Chi flee. Also, this episode shows Temwe and Zee sympathizing with each other's struggles. That's something you don't always see in TV series.

Bad Magz is one of the most devious villains. His public form, Lee Magadzee, is outwardly an African nationalist who wants to return power to "the people." Later, he flirts with Monde's sister, Likando (voiced by Chipo Chung), who holds him to his promise to end load shedding. Putting aside his somewhat developed hacking skills, he can be harsh toward his subordinates. For instance, Alley Gator (voiced by Yinka Awoni), finds the Zambinite for him. However, Alley Gator wants to be with Prof. Greenthumbs instead.

The actions of Team 4, in Supa Team 4, are reactive. They resembling the Pretty Cure in the franchise of the same name. Team 4 fight villains, save people from sinkholes (called by Ally Gator), and promise to support one another. They don't face the one behind everything. Bad Magz is not a villain equivalent of Bell in Power of Hope: PreCure Full Bloom, a mysterious guardian angel who traveled back in time to prevent a town from being destroyed by humanity. The consequences of his actions matter little to him. He agrees to freeze Zambinite because it is combustible. This mineral gives off a bad smell before energy is extracted. He ignores Pro. Greenthumbs before she points out the hazardous and toxic waste byproduct.

Bad Magz's harsh managerial techniques bleed over into his feelings for others. In the fifth episode, he plans to go on a date with Komana's sister, Likando, which the girls of Team 4 are happy for. But he stands her up! This makes her suspicious of him (she only knows him in his public persona of Lee), and his secrets, and mysteries. She even points out that secrets, like those of powerful people, always get out. This causes Komana to investigate and discover that Storm Drain (voiced by Ashley Zhangazha) is freezing the Zambinite.

Komana is the first one, of Team 4, to be openly suspicious of Bad Magz's public persona. Monde refuses to believe her. Likando's love of Lee causes her to assist him, throwing her logic out the window. This directly parallels Click. He is unhealthily obsessed with Temwe after the third episode. Clearly, the lesson is that obsession with other people can cause you to lose sight of what is important. Later in Supa Team 4, this all comes to a head, for Bad Magz, Komana, and Team 4.

Bad Magz sees everyone as toys to be manipulated. He says gaining control of the Mayor will be "automatic" with Likando's trust. In his public persona of Lee, he promotes "Magz Power" as the "solution" to the power cuts in Lusaka. He claims it will end load shedding and blackouts. He challenges his scholarship recipients to sign up, as many people as possible, for his Magz Power system, saying those who bring back the most signatures get an internship at his corporation. This too-good-to-be-true presentation makes Komana a willing pawn in his scheme. She is unaware that this power source has toxic waste as a byproduct (conveniently not mentioned by Lee). She sees the internship as a way to advance her own career.

The sixth episode is one of the best in Supa Team 4. There's a parallel between Komana's dad suffering from asthma and Lee turning on his "alternate energy source" which fills Lusaka with light. In one case, he is suffering from a chronic health condition. In the latter, Lee is hiding the truth behind an action which casts him as a "savior." Whether he is directly aware of it or not, he is responsible for Alley Gator dumping toxic waste, from Zambinite processing. Written by Gloria Huweiler, and directed by Valentina Ventimiglia, this episode is outwardly cynical of demagogues. While people in the crowd chant "power to the people," Bad Magz thinks of ways to gain more power for himself. Undoubtedly, he is worse than Huey Long.

The final two episodes raise the stakes. In the first of these episodes, Komana abandons Team 4 so she can work for Lee, distressing her teammates. The remaining heroes put together the pieces. Without a doubt, they are worried about the people of Lusaka. People are coughing, scratching themselves, have rashes, and inflammation in eyes. As a result, everyone is leaving because they are sick, in what looks to be a commentary on COVID-19. This is more direct than the "missing" episode of Cleopatra in Space, entitled "Quarantine".

In episode seven, Komana wants to warn Lee about toxic waste from the Zambinite. She is shocked out of her role as a willing pawn. She learns that he lied about his past. As a result, she comes to the conclusion he is behind everything. This happens at the same time as Mama K. She sees Bad Magz in front of her before he kidnaps her. In a parallel development, the girls decide to bust into his corporation. Likando agrees to give the contract (which gives Lee full rights to the city's electric grid) to Lee personally.

In the final episode, the girls fight against Prof. Greenthumbs (and her monster). Mama K and Chi are in Lee's office. Mama K calls him a "monster" and "worse than a villain." The truth is finally revealed. His mother was in the Intelligence Agency of Zambia. His real name is Limbani. He claims that Mama K "made him" who is is today. Elsehwere, Monde reveals her hero identity for the first time to someone other than her fellow teammates: to her sister Likando. Both agree to talk about her hero identity later.

He is confronted by Team 4. They demand he turn off his power source, saying it is hurting city residents. Instead of listening to Team 4, he ignores them and continues his own agenda. He blames Mama K for causing the memory of his mother, Towela, to be erased. Following this, he places the device on Mama K's head, allowing him to access her memories. While they are horrified, Team 4 can do nothing. It is only when the memory showing Towela was mind-wiped by Chusi that he realizes his mistake. He uses the same device to restore his mom's memories. She recognizes Chi and Mama K and tearfully embraces Lee. Following this touching scene, Likando rightly punches Lee (for being a lying jerk). She has the police arrest him.

Of course, this is not the end. In a strange juxtaposition, Prof. Greenthumbs' ZambiMonster causes a cave-in, and captures Komana. I found it awkward to have this after an emotional moment which could bring you to tears. In any case, Lee shows that he is not fully a villain. To the chagrin of Prof. Greenthumbs, he saves Komana (he recognizes her voice) after Greenthumbs' monster explodes. He frames his next steps as an attempt to amend his past wrongs. He says he will do whatever he can to fix things. In a coded manner, he hopes that Komana's spirits aren't dampened. However, no one believes his declaration at face value.

In many ways, Lee's declaration is one of restorative justice. Traditional / retributive justice systems are clearly stated throughout this series. They are symbolized by police arresting villains and keeping them behind bars. Surely, there are laws that have been broken, villains who broke the laws, and methods for punishment of said lawbreakers. Lee is attempting to repair the harm caused. He knows who has been harmed and how he can repair or address those harms. In response to one of the key questions of restorative justice ("who should address or repair the harms?"), that person is clearly Lee.

Lee will likely face criminal punishment for what he did and may face his victims. He is on the road to understanding the impact of his actions on other people, taking responsibility for his actions, comprehending how he harmed people, and behaving with basic respect for others. It would allow him to become a better person. This would make Supa Team 4 one of the few series which depicts restorative justice principles, apart from Steven Universe.

The episode ends with her teammates showing their camaraderie for each other. They comfort Komana. Everyone supposedly has a "happily ever after." The villains are locked up. The corrupt mayor is arrested. Likando runs to become the next mayor of Lusaka on an anti-corruption agenda. Komana's device makes the city's energy clean, and green. It runs on Zambinite but does not produce toxic waste. The episode closes with all of them meet at headquarters where they welcome Komana back. Mama K boldly says everyone is worthy of redemption (not sure this is entirely true). Chi says that Lee is trying to right his wrongs.

I also liked that in this series, characters such as Marjory (voiced by Celine Tshika) appear to be on the road to villains. She blames everyone for ruining her party (including Team 4), and causing well-known performers, like Click, to depart. The fourth episode emphasizes this. She said she disliked Team 4, even though they saved her, and harshly commanded the majorette team. Everyone else on the team picked Monde as captain instead. This left Marjory, under a lot of pressure from Principal Nkwashi, behind.

Although Monde comes up with a new routine, she tells her fellow teammates that even though Marjory bullies them, it isn't right to bully her back. The episode ends with Monde and Marjory, having a heart-to-heart about working together as a team, and they use this to take down the hypnotizing rapper, Snap Back (voiced by Sne Dladla) and saving them all. Marjory later apologizes to Team 4.

There is the possibility of a third season. In a final scene of the episode, Chusi says he is back, after 20 years. He declares he wants Lusaka to burn. He fades away, into the smoke. It is a bit of a cliffhanger, akin to the scene with the Triumverate in High Guardian Spice, a series which should receive a second season. A second season may focus on fighting with Chusi and Lee's attempts to rebuild the city from the damage he caused. Perhaps it could resemble the aftermath-of-victory concept that is present in Steven Universe Future, where the protagonists have no villains to fight, but are trying to make the world (and universe) better.

Although I liked this series, my enthusiasm was severely dampened, as compared to season one. It came at a bad time. Other anime series such as I'm in Love with the Villainess (ended on December 19), Kizuna no Allele (ended on December 21), Spy x Family (ended December 23), Stardust Telepath (ended on December 25), and The Vexations of a Shut-In Vampire Princess (ended on December 30), were ending. This series seemed too compressed. It should have been longer.

I wish 1-2 episodes were released weekly rather than a huge episode dump on December 21. This method makes clear that Netflix cares little about the creators, fans, or anyone else who worked on Supa Team 4. Furthermore, the binge model itself is a detriment to creativity itself. It encourages crunch conditions to complete series. If two episodes had been released a week, Supa Team 4 could have finished by January 11. If one episode had released a week, it could have finished by February 8. That would have been preferable.

Supa Team 4 can be streamed on Netflix.

© 2023-2024 Burkely Hermann. All rights reserved.

[peppertaemint]

Ooooh Shinee world is a mess today and for once it's not taemints fault 🥲

An article about fans asking for a Taemin would tour and "shawols" in the quotes going "no shinee" "shinee first" "wait until Jinki comes back so shinee can have a world first"

Like, I too would love a Shinee world tour, I want all of them both solo and as a group to go everywhere(in particular where I am but I won't hold my breath) but that wasn't what it was about. It was fans of Taemin's solo music asking for a tour.

It baffles me cause you never see this kind of thing with the other members. No ot5 shawol will ever expect another member to put their work on hold but, when it comes to Taemin it's like some people can't stand to see him spread his wings.

People never expect Key to put his variety work second, or for Minho to not take acting job, shawols have actively gotten mad if they think Minho had to turn down acting stuff due to his schedule. All Taemin does is music. That is his thing but some fans just cannot seem to respect his career. And all the baby talking in the quotes "we love our cutsey wootsy little taeminnie *but*..."

It's getting really irritating. I used to think some of what taemints say is exaggerated and I still believe that a bit. People were getting angry that the Shinee account didn't post Taemin's hanteo artist of the year nomination and only posted Shinee's, but it makes sense to me. They don't want to split votes and a win for Shinee is a win for all of them. But at the same time some of the disrespect I've seen towards him from supposedly ot5 shawols has been eye-opening.

I dunno, this fandom has been a mess lately and it's only the 4th. 2024 is off the quite the start.

Lol, I sort of find it funny when it's not Taemin fans being the mess-makers. Like they are the worst-behaved, though I would say each solo fandom has their unique flavor. But, what you're highlighting is the biggest open secret in shawol-dom.

Let's have sexy photos in this post for no reason.

Like, shawols are for the most part chill. I've been around these parts for a long time, and a bad day in shinee world is miles and miles better than a bad day in BTS fandom and similar. There isn't violent language or a huge level of harassment. I just want to acknowledge that because the complaints I'll make next are from the privileged shinee world perspective where there is a higher behavior standard. That is the case, even when Taemin fans are being stupid. Like, not once did I see the Golden Disc Awards violently harassed.

So, the open secret: it's all yay Taemin until he gets too much attention. And you noticed it's still very much "our baby taemin" even tho man's been out there trying to fuck the stage for a decade, lol. I see these as two sides of the same coin. They want him in his place as perpetual baby to uwu over, and daring solo work is fine as long as it doesn't outshine everything.

I think with Key it's easier for people to compartmentalise because he's super super successful outside of SHINee when it comes to TV and sponsorships (istg he IS Olive Young, lol; his face was all over Seoul), but those things don't directly compete with SHINee's work. These are complementary endeavours. Key's solo work is now having its career high since Bad Love, and it's only growing, so this condescending solo situation may repeat itself. But, Key's also not the group's little baby. I can't see him being treated the same. The fandom's most egregious behavior towards him has always been rooted in stereotypes. I mean, look how quickly and comfortably people slotted him into this squabbling "marriage" dynamic with Minho. Their arguing is funny, despite how played up for the camera it can be, but I see a lot of "iykyk" weird posts about him and Minho. Anyway, I'm getting sidetracked.

There is always going to be an element of competition when it comes to solo work. Onew's Circle just got named Billboard's #1 kpop album of 2023. Guilty didn't even make their best of list. Now, I think Guilty was overlooked but Onew deserved #1. It's an extraordinary album. Minho is cultivating this very sexy and mature solo repertoire. This competition will grow, but I think Taemin will always be the target of condescension, minimizing and infantilizing.

He's the perpetual baby who will be put in the obedient baby box. And those fans will be incised when/if Taemin gets to do something they find meaningful before SHINee, even if it's a clear matter of logistics. There is a definite attitude present, and you might notice there is a certain superiority fans have over his solo work. I've been in situations where people have quite literally said they think X member's solo concerts are better than Taemin's with their whole chests. Everyone is entitled to an opinion, but when it comes to him, people are wayyyyy to comfortable putting him down.

Anyway, it will always be a bigger "but not him" with Taemin because he was given solo first and has built this legacy of work and has a lot of influence within the industry. Stolid group fans take pride in that when it suits them, but want him to be sidelined when it interferes with their desires.

[plaguethewaters]

how about ctommy for the ask game?

ctommy.my beloved little man ofc hes the first

fav thing: the way He Talks, mostly because hes a mood. my man gas the most train of thought dialogue that i have ever seen i luv him. And also the gentleness he uses with animals and plants and how hes still a little shot thorough it. And also how hes scared as shit of dream but stood in front of tubbo when hed threatened them. and also how he tried to stay optimistic and light during pogtopia. And also-

least favorite thing: it. is hard for me not going to lie. it is unfortunately probably the Loudness because it makes it super duper easy to be over stimulated lol. Also the random poop talk. i know it contradicts the first point but i have Limits.

fav line: either "i never used to be this angry" or the butterfly metaphor, for more serious ones. But also very jockingly there is a little moment in the disc war where he goes "what are you gonna do about it?" to dream, and dream stabs him, and tommy very quietly goes "touche". thats my favorite ever.

brotp: do i even have to say it. but beside the obvious bench i have a very soft spot for tommy+fundy. they are so dsar to me

otp: if i have to ship him romantically, and tbh i strongly headcanon him as aro, id say allium. mostly because the cucking jokes would be immaculate

notp: i saw him shipped with niki once and lets say i am Not a Fan lol

random headcanon: he and tubbo both are actually pretty good at cooking on their own they just dont ever bother at all. Like once in their lives they are forced to do something More than cook steak and Eat, and tommy comes out with this intricate ass vegetable and fruit soups that anyone would die for. He would like to try being vegetarian but after his revival he is too dependant on beef for quick regen to ever give it up.

song i associate him with: i tend to go for duo songs rather fhan singular characters but like. Verdura by PTN is totally a callium song, and for tommy alone i reckon itd be Poison from hazbin hotel. Also the dj is crying for help by ajr.

fave picture of them:

this one shitty doodle i made rewatching the disc wars.hes so baby

[timelesstimesgoneby]

EPISODE

Season 1

DISC 1

S01E01 movie pilot Little House on the Prairie 1970

S01E02 A Harvest of Friends 1970

S01E03 Country Girls 1970

S01E04 100 Mile Walk 1970

DISC 2

S01E05 Mr. Edwards' Homecoming 1970

S01E06 The Love of Johnny Johnson 1970

S01E07 If I Should Wake Before I Die 1970

S01E08 Town Party, Country Party 1970

DISC 3

S01E09 Ma's Holiday 1970

S01E10 School Mom 1970

S01E11 The Raccoon 1970

S01E12 The Voice of Tinker Jones 1970

DISC 4

S01E13 The Award 1970

S01E14 The Lord Is My Shepherd (120 min) 1970

S01E15 Christmas at Plum Creek 1970

DISC 5

S01E16 Family Quarrel 1970

S01E17 Doctor's Lady 1970

S01E18 Plague 1970

S01E19 Circus Man 1970

S01E20 Child of Pain 1970

DISC 6

S01E21 Money Crop 1970

S01E22 Survival 1970

S01E23 To See the World 1970

S01E24 Founder's Day 1970

Season 2

DISC 1

S02E01 The Richest Man in Walnut Grove 1970

S02E02 Four Eyes 1970

S02E03 Ebenezer Sprague 1970

S02E04 In the Big Inning 1970

DISC 2

S02E05 Haunted House 1970

S02E06 The Spring Dance 1970

S02E07 Remember Me (1) 1970

S02E08 Remember Me (2) 1970

S02E09 The Camp-Out 1970

DISC 3

S02E10 At the End of the Rainbow 1970

S02E11 The Gift 1970

S02E12 His Father's Son 1970

S02E13 The Talking Machine 1970

DISC 4

S02E14 The Pride of Walnut Grove 1970

S02E15 A Matter of Faith 1970

S02E16 The Runaway Caboose 1970

S02E17 Troublemaker 1970

S02E18 The Long Road Home 1970

DISC 5

S02E19 For My Lady 1970

S02E20 Centennial 1970

S02E21 Soldier's Return 1970

S02E22 Going Home 1970

Season 3

DISC 1

S03E01 The Collection 1970

S03E02 Bunny 1970

S03E03 The Race 1970

S03E04 Little Girl Lost 1970

DISC 2

S03E05 The Monster of Walnut Grove 1970

S03E06 Journey in the Spring (1) 1970

S03E07 Journey in the Spring (2) 1970

S03E08 Fred 1970

S03E09 The Bully Boys 1970

S03E10 The Hunters 1970

S03E11 Blizzard 1970

S03E12 I'll Ride the Wind 1970

S03E13 Quarantine 1970

DISC 4

S03E14 Little Women 1970

S03E15 Injun Kid 1970

S03E16 To Live with Fear (1) 1970

S03E17 To Live with Fear (2) 1970

S03E18 The Wisdom of Solomon 1970

DISC 5

S03E19 The Music Box 1970

S03E20 The Election 1970

S03E21 Gold Country (120 min) 1970

Season 4

DISC 1

S04E01 Castoffs 1970

S04E02 Times of Change 1970

S04E03 My Ellen 1970

S04E04 The Handyman 1970

DISC 2

S04E05 The Wolves 1970

S04E06 The Creeper of Walnut Grove 1970

S04E07 To Run and Hide 1970

S04E08 The Aftermath 1970

S04E09 The High Cost of Being Right 1970

DISC 3

S04E10 The Fighter 1970

S04E11 Meet Me at the Fair 1970

S04E12 Here Come the Brides 1970

DISC 4

S04E13 Freedom Flight 1970

S04E14 The Rivals 1970

S04E15 Whisper Country 1970

S04E16 I Remember, I Remember 1970

S04E17 Be My Friend 1970

S04E18 The Inheritance 1970

DISC 5

S04E19 The Stranger 1970

S04E20 A Most Precious Gift 1970

S04E21 I'll Be Waving as You Drive Away (1) 1970

S04E22 I'll Be Waving as You Drive Away (2) 1970

Season 5

DISC 1

S05E01 As Long as We're Together (1) 1970

S05E02 As Long as We're Together (2) 1970

S05E03 The Winoka Warriors 1970

S05E04 The Man Inside 1970

S05E05 There's No Place Like Home (1) 1970

DISC 2

S05E06 There's No Place Like Home (2) 1970

S05E07 Fagin 1970

S05E08 Harriet's Happenings 1970

S05E09 The Wedding 1970

S05E10 Men Will Be Boys 1970

DISC 3

S05E11 The Cheaters 1970

S05E12 Blind Journey (1) 1970

S05E13 Blind Journey (2) 1970

S05E14 The Godsister 1970

S05E15 The Craftsman 1970

DISC 4

S05E16 Blind Man's Bluff 1970

S05E17 Dance with Me 1970

S05E18 The Sound of Children 1970

S05E19 The Lake Kezia Monster 1970

S05E20 Barn Burner 1970

DISC 5

S05E21 Enchanted Cottage 1970

S05E22 Someone Please Love Me 1970

S05E23 Mortal Mission 1970

S05E24 The Odyssey 1970

Season 6

DISC 1

S06E01 Back to School (1) 1970

S06E02 Back to School (2) 1970

S06E03 The Family Tree 1970

S06E04 The Third Miracle 1970

S06E05 Annabelle 1970

DISC 2

S06E06 The Preacher Takes a Wife 1970

S06E07 The Halloween Dream 1970

S06E08 The Return of Mr. Edwards 1970

S06E09 The King is Dead 1970

S06E10 The Faith Healer 1970

DISC 3

S06E11 Author! Author! 1970

S06E12 Crossed Connections 1970

S06E13 The Angry Heart 1970

S06E14 The Werewolf of Walnut Grove 1980

S06E15 Whatever Happened to the Class of '56? 1980

DISC 4

S06E16 Darkness is My Friend 1980

S06E17 Silent Promises 1980

S06E18 May We Make Them Proud (120 min) 1980

S06E19 Wilder and Wilder 1980

S06E20 Second Spring 1980

DISC 5

S06E21 Sweet Sixteen 1980

S06E22 He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not (1) 1980

S06E23 He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not (2) 1980

Season 7

DISC 1

S07E01 Laura Ingalls Wilder (1) 1980

S07E02 Laura Ingalls Wilder (2) 1980

S07E03 A New Beginning 1980

S07E04 Fight Team Fight! 1980

S07E05 The Silent Cry 1980

DISC 2

S07E06 Portrait of Love 1980

S07E07 Divorce, Walnut Grove Style 1980

S07E08 Dearest Albert, I'll Miss You 1980

S07E09 The In-Laws 1980

DISC 3

S07E10 To See the Light (1) 1980

S07E11 To See the Light (2) 1980

S07E12 Oleson vs. Oleson 1980

S07E13 Come, Let Us Reason Together 1980

S07E14 The Nephews 1980

DISC 5

S07E15 Make a Joyful Noise 1980

S07E16 Goodbye, Mrs. Wilder 1980

S07E17 Sylvia (1) 1980

S07E18 Sylvia (2) 1980

DISC 5

S07E19 Blind Justice 1980

S07E20 I Do, Again 1980

S07E21 The Lost Ones (1) 1980

S07E22 The Lost Ones (2) 1980

Season 8

DISC 1

S08E01 The Reincarnation of Nellie (1) 1980

S08E02 The Reincarnation of Nellie (2) 1980

S08E03 Growin' Pains 1980

S08E04 Dark Sage 1980

S08E05 A Wiser Heart 1980

DISC 2

S08E06 Gambini the Great 1980

S08E07 The Legend of Black Jake 1980

S08E08 Chicago 1980

S08E09 For the Love of Nancy 1980

S08E10 Wave of the Future 1980

DISC 3

S08E11 A Christmas They Never Forgot 1980

S08E12 No Beast So Fierce 1980

S08E13 Stone Soup 1980

S08E14 The Legacy 1980

DISC 4

S08E15 Uncle Jed 1980

S08E16 Second Chance 1980

S08E17 Days of Sunshine, Days of Shadow (1) 1980

S08E18 Days of Sunshine, Days of Shadow (2) 1980

DISC 5

S08E19 A Promise to Keep 1980

S08E20 A Faraway Cry 1980

S08E21 He Was Only Twelve (1) 1980

S08E22 He Was Only Twelve (2) 1980

Season 9

DISC 1

S09E01 Times Are Changing (1) 1980

S09E02 Times Are Changing (2) 1980

S09E03 Welcome to Olesonville 1980

S09E04 Rage 1980

S09E05 Little Lou 1980

DISC 2

S09E06 The Wild Boy (1) 1980

S09E07 The Wild Boy (2) 1980

S09E08 The Return of Nellie 1980

S09E09 The Empire Builders 1980

DISC 3

S09E10 Love 1980

S09E11 Alden's Dilemma 1980

S09E12 Marvin's Garden 1980

S09E13 Sins of the Fathers 1980

DISC 4

S09E14 The Older Brothers 1980

S09E15 Once Upon a Time 1980

S09E16 Home Again (120 min) 1980

S09E17 A Child with No Name 1980

DISC 5

S09E18 The Last Summer 1980

S09E19 For the Love of Blanche 1980

S09E20 May I Have This Dance? 1980

S09E21 Hello and Goodbye 1980

DISC 1 red pink

S0E01 The Little House Years (180 min) 1980

S0E02 Look Back to Yesterday (120 min) 1980

S0E03 The Last Farewell 1980

DISC 2

S0E04 Bless All the Dear Children 1980

[cinlat]

15 Questions

Tagged by @commander-krios and @keldae Thank you guys!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Not really? My mom’s the oldest of six. She met a little girl at my youngest aunt’s (she was 12 at the time) ballet recital and fell in love with her name.

2. When was the last time you cried?

I don’t remember the when, just that it was sometime in the last few months. My husband was trying to help pop the disc next to my shoulder blade back in, and then I couldn’t breath, and I got so friggin angry at my scoliosis that I started crying. Really freaked him out, because I’m not really one to get emotional about anything. The whole situation was weird, tbh.

3. Do you have kids?

I’ve got two teenagers man. Send help!

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Your realize there’s no right answer to this, right?

(#5 is missing btw)

It certainly is

6. What's your eye colour?

Grey, unless I’m ill, then it’s bright blue. Eyes are weird.

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Scary movies all the way. I love me some zombies.

8. Any special talents?

My unending patience with grumpy people. It’s legit legendary, I’m not even bragging.

9. Where were you born?

Alabama, USA and I’ve lived kind of all over the south.

10. What are your hobbies?

Procrastination mostly. I occasionally dabble in some reading. I haven’t written anything properly in months, mainly due to the first hobby I mentioned. Oh, and I’ve recently discovered a love for baths.

11. Have you any pets?

A 5lb chihuahua. A 17lb maine coon. and a $.99 feeder fish that I didn’t think would last a year..... That was 7 or 8 years ago, he now has a 20 gallon tank all to himself and gets super excited when kids come up to see him. The fish has more personality than the dog and cat combined. I love that stupid, immortal goldfish.

12. What sports do you play/have played?

Softball, figure skating, cycling, a VERY brief stint of mountain biking, water skiing, basketball, cheerleading....

13. How tall are you?

Shorter than most of you....

14. Favourite subject in school?

Science and PE. Yes, I loved PE. I didn’t have to take tests or memorize stuff.

15. Dream job?

I genuinely don’t know. I’m pretty content where I’m at, and I think that’s all anyone can really ask for.

I don’t know who’s been tagged because I’m a terrible tumblrer (I’m old and tired and scroll mindlessly without looking at who posts what) So, I’ll throw out some no pressure tags @kunoichi-ume @dimigex @starknstarwars @salaciouscrumpet @rainofaugustsith @outcastcommander @eorzeashan @dingoat

[more-than-a-princess]

@cantillat asked: ❝ You really had that pent-up, huh? ❞ from a Shirou

Do Revenge starters - No Longer Accepting!

It would have been a warm, tranquil day in the countryside, had she not come to visit. The manor was the Royal Family's warmer retreat within the nation's borders, and after several particularly frustrating weeks in negotiations with the Royal Council, she'd finally been asked to take some time away. By her father no less, and it wasn't as if she could ignore a request from the King of Novoselic to begin with. So, for a short while, Boudry House was closed up, leaving only the most barebones staff while the rest of her team headed south. Out of the city, away from endless meetings, charity events, and parties.

And to the loud crack of a rifle.

And the clay pigeon shooter, which was, in theory, automatic but had one of the manor's gamekeepers on hand to aim and maintain it. Sufficiently less interesting for the man than the Princess hunting live game, but she insisted: at the manor, if she was in charge, they'd only kill what they could eat. So biodegradable clay pigeons it was.

"PULL!"

As soon as she shouted the word, the gamekeeper hit the appropriate button on the machine and the next target flew in a perfect arc in the air. Three shots later, one of Sonia's bullets had pierced it clean, shattering it over the open field. Careful to avoid the searing hot sections of the firearm, Sonia flipped on the safety and opened it up, discarding the empty shells in a rubbish bin at her side. Then, fresh ammunition was added and the process repeated itself.

"PULL!" She shouted, this time with a slight more edge to her voice. It shouldn't have taken three shots to take out the target, and she gripped the rifle more tightly as she took aim.

One shot, then four more followed before the disc fell to the ground and shattered. She'd missed it completely, mostly due to a shadow approaching that grew larger and larger. She'd asked her head butler not to admit visitors that day: for just one day, she wanted time to herself before she accepted invitations from other royal residences in the county.

"Shit!" She swore at the lost target, turning the safety on as she removed the empty shells. But Sonia was given a fright of her own as the shadow stopped moving and turned into a pair of tanned hands and arms. A glance, and she found Shirou Emiya, his mouth moving but nothing coming out of it. The noise-canceling headphones...they would prove to be a problem here. Nodding to a footman, the young man stepped to her opposite side and she handed off both the gun and the headphones to him.

"You really had that pent-up, huh?"

Sonia shook her head in defeat, pushing a few loose blonde strands that had escaped her ponytail out of her face. Her protective glasses, however, stayed on. "I admit, sometimes my life makes me terribly frustrated, if not angry. This time, it was enough for my father to send me away here for a little while: apparently, the stress will do me in if I don't take holidays."

But that was beside the point, as she crossed her arms over her chest. Not that she looked particularly authoritative in jeans and a tucked-in button down shirt, but she could try. "How did you know to look for me here?" She asked. The knee-jerk reaction was to ask if he intended to stake out all of her family's homes to track her every move, but she thought better of it. "And it's not wise to sneak up on someone with a loaded gun, Shirou. Though you're welcome to join me if you like, or if you'd like refreshments, help yourself." She gestured to a nearby table that had been elegantly arranged with sandwiches and a few small sweets, alongside a pot of hot tea and a pitcher of fruit-infused water.

[these-words-like-violence]

My Speak Now Taylor's Version Reactions

Mine: This one is definitely recognizable as not being the old one right away... Something about the sound mixing is just different, but it still sounds great.

Sparks Fly: This one is not recognizable as being different from the old one right away. Such an infectious song. Long time fave.

Back to December: Oh shit, I am glad I listened to the original album before this and cried about this track already, because I would be a mess right now. This one is hard to recognize as being any different from the original.

This song is so raw and honest and beautiful... Who am I kidding? I'm crying again.

Speak Now: Okay, the vocals are different right away on this one. This is a more seasoned Taylor. It also sounds sort of slower?

She is so good at scene setting. Not having a music video for this one is such a missed opportunity.

Dear John: Fuck. Not this song... I can't. :'(

Fuck all the Johns we've had in our lives. "Never impressed by me acing your tests." Fuck that hits home.

Sorry for the cursing, I can't help it. This is Dear fucking John.

Mean: Definitely can tell this is a more seasoned vocalist. She doesn't sound quite as impassioned, but I still love it. This sounds like the Taylor who's already so far over it she doesn't entertain criticism like this anymore, and I respect that.

Story of Us: This song always had one of my favorite music videos. I can tell right away this is not the old one, but I still get a little thrill when she says, "next chapter."

The. End.

Never Grow Up: No, no, noooo. :'( I love you, Mom.

Enchanted: This song is so pretty. One of her best and most effective at sounding like the feelings she's singing about. Still beautiful.

Better than Revenge: I remember being so surprised by the harder sound the first time I listened to this.

INTERESTING LYRIC CHANGE, TAYLOR.

I was wondering how that would go. Still like it, but it doesn't quite hit the same way the original song does. Less anger, but it's an angry song, so it just doesn't quite go as hard.

Innocent: This one hits about the same as the original. There's always been something profound about it.

Today is never too late to be brand new.

Haunted: Okay, this one actually sounds more haunting with that echoey thing going on.

Last Kiss: This one also hits about the same despite sounding slightly different. I feel that these are just about interchangeable.

Long Live: This one always get me so emotional, and it still hits just has hard.

Ours: This song is so cute. Cried when I first watched the video.

Superman: Such a sweet and pure song. A girlish admiration for a decent man who does seem like a superman among all the villains. It has the same energy as the original.

I'm bummed we didn't get "if This Was a Movie" but onto disc 2!!

When Emma Falls in Love: Who's Emma?

I Can See You: I love the sound of this. Just the right kind of edgy for this album. Very groovy.

Castles Crumbling: I absolutely love hearing Taylor and Hayley Williams together.

I'm reminded of the "New Romantics" lyrics and how she goes from this sorrowful hopelessness to determination later.

Foolish One: She is so good at telling a story in a few minutes. I'd love to see this as an empowering movie about letting go of someone who doesn't want you.

Timeless: Imagine being the person Taylor thinks of as she's going through the antique shop and seeing you and your love in everything. <3 This is so sweet pure.

[risingroseart]

Falls!Scar - Crow // SadTimesWithScarecrow

Ahhh, its my angry recluse mans.

I drew him shortly after Christmas while testing clipstudio paint, a software that the wonderful @kitsu-99 gifted me for chrysler. :] As always, All of my Fallsmits and Helsmits are WIP so their stories and designs might change.

I hope they don't mind being tagged, but I feel like I need to mention that I came up with Crow because when I saw @sweetest-honeybee's amazing Sever design, my brain immediately went ''hee hee its. its a Scar-crow. haha im so funny'' and then cue me being unable to get that name out of my head. (also check out Sever, he's their hels!Scar I believe.)

More info about him under the cut :] [Don't repost/use/edit or claim as your own.] [Reblogs help the artist and are greatly appreciated!]

I won't go into his backstory too much because it's a little intense. But he was put through hell by some of the worst falls- and helsmits very early on, and thus has been living as a recluse in the woods of the Beneather (the land beneath the hermitcraft nether's void that most Falls!Hermits reside in.) He rarely visits the city and tries to avoid people, especially crowds and bigger groups.

That said, he doesn't just live in the forest peacefully all the time. He very much despises greed and hates rich people, so he often messes with the more wealthy folks if he can catch them on their own, or steals from them and gives what he finds to people that don't have as much.

Crow's hatred for greed, reclusive nature and dislike of just. people in general is quite the contrast from mr. capitalist she-sells-seashells man Scar, and Crow definitely dislikes him. But Scar lives in boatem, and trying to catch him without any other boatem members around to notice is generally more trouble than its worth.

Oh and! a funky little thing about Scarecrow is that, while he doesn't care collecting currency, there are things he collects! One of those collections is a disc collection, because music helps him deal with the silence of being alone all the time. He has an indoor garden where he grows as many different types of flowers as he can, because he needs them for dye and paint. He also has an arrow collection with arrows carrying different effects and stuff, and he really enjoys painting them. In general he likes to draw and paint - at least one thing him and Scar have in common.^^ But yeah, I'm v happy with his design, its really fun to draw! I really struggled to come up with lore for him but I like what I have now :]

[stellocchia]

Idea for a protégé AU I'm thinking of writing something for:

Instead of staying at Techno's, after Tommy is found around his house and they had their argument where Techno told him he couldn't get his discs back without Techno's help Tommy leaves. It just sounded way too similar to something Dream would say and Tommy was still dealing with some serious wounds and the effects of hypothermia and he wasn't lucid enough to think anything aside from the fact that he had to get away from Dream somehow.

Venturing in the snow in his state though wasn't the smartest thing. If staying in Techno's basement at least kept the wind at bay and gave him a place to dry up the same could not be said about the outside. Tommy dies is what I'm getting at here.

The message *Tommy died of hypothermia* appears in chat and most people can't believe it.

Techno's the one to retrieve his body and belongings being the one that knew which direction he went in. There's no funeral, but Tommy does get 2 graves, one near the Arctic and one in L'Manburg. The one in the Arctic is the one with the body since Techno is firm on the fact that the others don't deserve anything after exiling him and leaving him to die (he ignores the guilt he feels for letting him walk away himself, reasoning that he couldn't have done anything more anyway).

Here's where things start, because of course Dream isn't just letting Tommy go like this. He's absolutely pissed that something other than him took Tommy's life, so he is determined to bring him back and ensuring that nothing like that will happen again. So he digs up the body and brings it with him to the attachment vault. He builds an actual base there behind a few layers of blackstone where he's fully intending on keeping Tommy forever, since it suddenly feels like the prison is not private enough. Sam has some level of control there and Dream never intends to relent any of that ever again.

After quite a few days of working Dream revives Tommy. Dream is ecstatic about the revival working on humans and he even tells Tommy that they're gonna become immortals together. Tommy is just as disoriented and scared as you'd expect. He tries to refuse, but Dream makes it clear that the decision is not up to him since "leaving him some freedom clearly didn't work out well for him before" and Tommy is inclined to agree with that one.

That said, Tommy is still dealing with all the health related problems he had before dying and Dream isn't about to have a repeat of his last death, so he makes sure to get him to eat and gives him one of his green hoodies for warmth. That's also why he starts training Tommy: he wanted to build some of his strength back. It was nothing more than that at first, just keeping him healthy because of his desire for control. Turns out Tommy has quite a lot of potential when someone takes the time to actually teach him and Dream is a little short on allies at the moment.

It was a vague idea at first, nothing that Dream actually intended to go through with. He liked the idea of flaunting his control over Tommy and he knew that Tommy by now was dependent enough on him to not even think about switching sides (after all Dream was the reason why Tommy was alive again, he was the reason why he was getting a bit of pep in his steps back, the reason why he had a safe place to sleep again, the reason he lost all of that in the first place).

And then the Green Festival comes along and Dream makes a miscalculation and almost loses his first life. It really downs on him how alone he truly is. He does have allies, but no one that is actually loyal to him... well... almost no one.

Tommy's feelings in all of this are complicated. He feels grateful to Dream for not being dead anymore, but he also hates what revival has done to him because it often feels like his body isn't his anymore. Everything feels weird and wrong and too much all the time. He's also terrified of Dream, but at the same time he feels safe with him. It's confusing and he tries not to think too much about it. Especially because he gets angry at himself more than anything for being so scared of his friend, he never hurt him after all, did he?

His thoughts regarding everyone else aren't any easier. He still dislikes Techno and he resents everyone else for leaving him, but not as much as he hates himself for making them leave. He misses them, but Dream says he shouldn't, that they don't want him anyway, that they didn't even mourn him and it just makes his head go all staticky to think about, so he doesn't.

A few headcanons for this AU under the cut

Tommy's mask is actually one of Dream's because the green man actually wants to make it cristal clear who he belongs to and the ugly green hoodie wasn't enough for that apparently

The name Tommy chooses for himself when others are around is Chirp in reference to the exile disc, because it just feels really fitting to me and I've never seen anyone use it

Dream still calls him Tommy any time the two are alone though, because he totally revels in being the only one with the knowledge of his true identity

Techno and Phil both fully blame L'Manburg for Tommy's death and that's actually one of the reasons they have to help Dream destroy it (even though neither of them were actually close with him, they just think his death is one more proof of the government's corruption)

The New L'Manburg's cabinet actually intended to have a funeral for Tommy but they decided that getting justice for him would be better. Justice was killing Dream because they actually blame him for Tommy's death (they aren't wrong)

Tubbo also blames himself for his friend's death though, and hasn't been able to look at his broken compass since

When Dream finds out that Tommy can sew he makes him stitch a green smiley face on the hoodie Tommy wears and the chirp disc on his, because this man really decided that the mask an hoodie weren't enough. He really is THAT excessive in this AU

Henry has actually been revived and he's kept in the vault. Dream uses him as a sort of "reward/punishment" thing for Tommy. He lets Tommy cuddle or play with him when Tommy's obedient enough and kills him in front of him when he isn't

Phantommy did actually exist in this AU, but he appeared in the vault with Dream and spent his whole existence trembling terrified out of his mind. Tommy doesn't really remember anything from him afterwards. After all, the sense of dread any time he saw Dream had been there since long before the ghost ever appeared

Dream kinda dropped a lot of the physical abuse after the revival in this AU, not because he regrets anything, but mostly because he's well aware of Tommy's mortality now and he isn't willing to risk the next death to be a permanent one. Everything else got much worse though. Tommy's not the only one being dependent on the other after all and that makes a lot of the green man actions more extreme

Dream also wants the "your Tommy" compass (is anyone surprised at this point?) So he's trying to find out where Tubbo keeps it. That's the thing he wants to obtain before blowing L'Manburg to bedrock in this AU instead of the disc (he doesn't need the disc anymore anyway)

[crystalcow]

𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑//𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝 𝑝𝑡 3

Masterlist // part one // part two

Sapnap x reader !p !child reader

Pronouns used: none specified!

Warnings: swearing, death, betrayal

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Being sapnaps child will include..

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𝐏𝗼𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐥

Apparently the castle got attacked

George was killed by the one and only technoblade

You haven’t personally met the man but you respected him

After all he is a legend

But he killed George

So you were dragged with sapnap when he got pinged on his coms

Dream and George were arguing on the prime path

The sight somewhat terrified you

They were supposed to be best friends?

Dream is the strongest person on the server

George was supposed to be the most unproblematic and protected person

For some reason Quackity was also there

Hiding in the corner of Tommy’s house

“You don’t give a shit about us”

Those words brought some hurt to you as they left sapnaps mouth

“Of course I care about you! I just want to keep him safe.”

The three most important men in your life

The dream team, and ultimate trio the friendship that could never crack! The ones who raised you to be who you are

They were falling apart

“George is no longer king!”

Quackity was just eating all of the drama

Damn duck

“I’ve done so much for you, I hope you don’t forget.”

“Like what?” “I helped you raise a child Sap, a damn child.”

That pissed the both of you off

As if you didn’t just recently spend a whole day with him

None the less your whole life

Being drawn into wars, multiple actually

Practically being drawn to death

“Don’t you bring them into this Dream.”

“Eret is now king again, he can actually rule this place.”

“I was the best king this server ever had!”

So there it happened

The crown was snatched off of George’s head and you were dragged along with it

“Don’t worry, we can start our own place!”

“El rapids it is”

𝐄𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐬

You were 100% skeptical about all of this

You didn’t trust that this would be good

I mean how could you

Everything that someone starts on the server

Dies, explodes, nukes, or straight up fails

So instead you went down to Lmanburg for the day!

You went to Nikkis bakery to get something to eat

She was glad to give you a couple snacks for the road

So while you were walking around the new area you spotted dream

“Where you heading off to?”

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

You both eyed each other weirdly

“Aren’t you supposed to hate me?”

You just laughed

Ofcourse you were upset

But you were also bored

“And?” “Come on let’s go see tommy”

So you agreed and carelessly followed the green man

You missed Tommy, after not having seen him for a bit

Fucking hell you needed friends

But when you got there

“Why the fuck is everything gone!”

You ran around the now blown up area

The tents were destroyed and signs were thrown around

Then you noticed the large pillar

You instantly ran to dream, begging him to give you a pearl

He was upset himself he lost his leech

So you threw the pearl up thankfully landing on the pillar

Looking around to see if there was any way he could’ve survived

But you accidentally tripped

And lost your first life

𝐘/𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝗼𝗼 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 ♡︎♥︎♥︎

𝐏𝐫𝗼𝐩𝗼𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐬

You woke up screaming in your bed

The three lines on your wrist now faded into two

Sapnap came rushing in holding you lose to him

You tried not to but you cried a little

This was your first time loosing a life..

And you didn’t even mean too!

“Your never fucking leaving me again.”

Karl came in with Quackity following after

Karl just like snatched you away from sapnap and just held you

That man was ready to go back in time and reverse that from ever happening

Trust me he will if you ever loose another life

So after that everyone kept a close eye on you

That was until one day you were with your dad

You both were at your old house just chilling around

Before he handed you two velvet boxes

You were in awe of the two rings that sat in them

Who the fuck paid for these??

“I’m going to purpose.”

You almost dropped the boxes

“What?”

Sapnap just kept smiling

“You really like em huh” “Yeah flame, I love them.”

So you just hugged him

Internally freaking the fuck out

What would this mean???

Three dads? What if they wanted another child! Oh hell no

So you all stood in el rapids

Candles were spread around the top of the grassy hill

There were flowers blooming from every direction and lanterns set afloat

It looked mystical

You watched as sapnap got down on one knee

Karl was in shock, tears streaming down his eyes

Quackity looked love struck, looking into sapnaps eyes with total adoration

So when they said yes your dad called you and the other two just hugged you

“I’m guessing they said yes” you laughed

“Yeah they did!”

You couldn’t help but be happy

Your dad finally found some happiness

Even tho life was going to shit

If you won’t be there

He’ll have them

𝐋𝗺𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝗺

Oh wait shit did someone spot tommy?

There was supposed to be a festival today

So you went to go check it out

Maybe throw a ball at the furry

“Go fetch!” You shouted at fundy

Yeah he was not happy and just threw you the finger

“Hey N/n is Dream coming?”

You were excited that Tubbo was actually talking to you again

“Huh? Oh yeah I think” “Great thanks”

And back to the disappointment

So you walked over to get a pretzel or some shit

And then heard everyone making a commotion

There he was, Dream walking in (angry) with full netherite armor

Damn dude respect some tradition

“Tommy blew up the fucking community house”

Did someone say tommy?

Oh you were ready to kill that bastard

Hell if Dream didn’t you most definitely will

So you followed everyone to the community house

Yeah you were ready to fucking cry

One of your homes, the place you’d always confide in since you were little

Where dream and George both helped raise you

Now blown to shreds

“What the fuck”

They were talking about Tubbo giving up the discs

Oh we are not going through that shit all over again

And this time the odds are most definitely not in your favor

Then tommy appeared half invisible

“YOU FUCKING DICKHEAD I THOUGHT YOU DIED YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT”

You litterly stabbed him, having to be held back by Quackity

“Alright hot shot, lets let them have their argument”

Tommy sent you an apologetic look already on the verge of tears

“Tubbo your not seriously considering this”

Then it hit everyone

“The discs were worth more then you ever were!”

Oh yeah we’re you already pissed off at tommy?

Yeah

And he just made it worse

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY TO TUBBO YOU SHIT HEAD”

Yeah you didn’t take pretending to be dead very lightly

Oh shit why was techno there

never mind, Lmanburg will be gone by tomorrow

No point killing tommy yet

Whos side were you on?

Neither. You litterly went into that battle feild and killed some shit

That was until multiple pieces of tnt landed ontop of your head

And that’s where you lost your second life

Shit

𝐘/𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩 ♡︎♡︎♥︎ ⚠︎︎ᴏɴᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴɪɴɢ

𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝗼𝐧

This time when you won’t up it didn’t feel as bad

But you still screamed

A rush of a heartburn and scars employed on your body

The second line now faded into one

Shit

You were only 16-17 and on one life??

Die young the better

You waited out in your bed until the end of the fight

Death alerts and messages drowning out your communicator

But you had no energy what so ever

Until it all went quiet

You tried your damn best to get out of bed and walked to the damaged Lmanburg

There were people crying

Others were severely hurt

Then there were those who were perfectly fine

The whole place was a crater

Lmanburg.. the place of agony and depths of your pain

Now it’s finally gone

What the hell are you gonna do now?

Quackity spotted you calling out for Sapnap

You felt like you were gonna be crushed under their hold

“I’m gonna fucking kill dream.” You heard Quackity mutter

Sapnap felt like a bad father

Who lets their kids die twice?

(Cough cough Wilbur and dream)

Then suddenly things switched around

You were walking around with a bloodied nose and black eyed Tommy

Yeah you did a number on him

But it’s okay since he was your best friend

And there was a sign inside his house

“Wednesday you and Tubbo. Bring no one or anything, lets settle this once and for all”

The final disc war

“Tommy you can’t go” “I’m going N/n, he has my discs.”

So you like cried a little bit lined up on the prime path

Giving the two probably the last hugs they’ll ever get

Prime you really didn’t want to loose them

So you ran straight to church prime

Litterly begging Master Oolong that they won’t die

“Please please please spare them. Pogchamp.”

(Please this is all jokes and old references don’t cancel me)

You got a blast message from punz on your comms with cords

“Come here. bring your best armor”

So you did so running to the nearest ender chest

If walking means saving tommy and Tubbo, it’s somewhat worth it

Sapnap made sure you didn’t leave his side as you traveled around the nether

even tho you could literally swim in the lava

So just to piss him off

You jumped in

The sigh of relief this man

Yeah he’s gotten a little more paranoid for you

But it’s okay since it’s in love

You looked around the weird black stone room

There were two giant photos of the discs

And everything was made out of the same material

No design what so ever

Tommy and Tubbo ran to you like you were gonna protect them

“Dream why” you asked as he was incased in the blocks

Down on his last life

Just like you

‘I’m sorry’ he mouthed to you

Why was he apologizing to you?

Hasn’t he hurt everyone here

You looked around the different items

Tracing the outline of the item frames

Gasping in shock as you a cage with your name on it next to badboyhalo

“Tell em what you told me! How you blew up the community house!”

Your neck spun around faster then an owl doing that 360 thing

You picked up your ace seriously read to slash his head off

“Wait wait! Lets put him in the prison.”

So they took him off

And it pained you to see it

You trusted that man for a very long time

Nothing stays the same on the Dream Smp

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[lonely-lost-soul]

Under the Floorboards Pt. V

(Technoblade X Reader): Pt. I, Pt. II, Pt. III, Pt. IIII, Pt. V, Pt. VI

    Alright so maybe you spoke too soon; the four of you were going to do great things, minus Tommy. Technoblade had finally agreed to let you join Tommy and him on an adventure into L’manberg. The plan was to crash their festival, and ultimately attempt to get Tommy’s discs back from Dream and Tubbo. You expected your first adventure into the country to be fun, if anything you’d get to steal some shit, what you didn’t expect was to be thrown in the middle of a public dispute. 

Clearly, you underestimated what ‘getting the discs back’ actually entailed. 

You and Technoblade were back to back swords drawn, surrounded by about thirty people in the ruin of what was once deemed a community house. Technoblade never would’ve agreed to let you come if he thought the confrontation with Dream was going to be this serious, he assumed they’d watch from afar. If things got to dicey Tommy and him would rush in and he’d have you stay behind to watch from afar. If only he could’ve predicted someone blowing up a random building would cause such turmoil. 

Nothing could ever come up Technoblade.

   “Yah know when you first invited me out to partake in a festival for some reason I didn’t expect to be attacked by like thirty people.” You chirped a hesitant smile on your face as Technoblade made a confused sound. 

   “You definitely should’ve expected it,” Technoblade grumbled, barely taking his eyes off of Tommy and Tubbo’s argument. You watched Techno’s back but you couldn’t help but eavesdrop on the boys conversation as well. As much as your heart broke for the two war-torn children, you had your alliance first and foremost with your boyfriend. You also couldn’t help but feel this conversation should be happening privately but here they were airing things out seemingly for the first time in front of everybody. Speaking of your boyfriend, your attention was drawn back to him as he caught Tommy’s attention, “be very careful what your decision is here Tommy.” 

You narrowed your eyes and took a step in front of Technoblade, he made his classic ‘heh’ sound as you did so. You felt his hand grip your forearm and tighten trying to hold you back in case you wanted to do something stupid. 

   “Tommy, come home with us.” You held out your hand to him, the one Technoblade didn’t have a hold of obviously. “Phil’s waiting for us, we’ll get your discs back together as we planned.” The smile on your face could part the cloudiest of days and it broke Tommy’s heart, she had given him something that he hadn’t had since the war with Dream began.

A home. 

   “(Y/N),” That’s the first time he used your name, the first time you weren’t just Ms Blade. It broke your heart and you whimpered a little bit, “thank you for everything you’ve done for me. But I can’t go back with you and Technoblade. I don’t like what I’ve become, this isn’t me. I’m sorry. I hope one day we can be friends again. Tubbo give Dream my disc.” You leaned back into Technoblade in disbelief, Tommy had just betrayed Technoblade right before your very eyes. The man who gave Tommy the clothes on his back and a place to stay when no one else would. Weapons to help him fight against Dream when everyone else abandoned him, even though they all treated Technoblade as a weapon he still went out of his way to help Tommy. Your hands clenched into fists at your side as Dream let out a roaring laugh collecting the disc from Tubbo. He called the two children stupid right to their face and no matter how angry you were with them that was harsh, it’s like everyone in this country forgets that they are children. Children fuck up, it’s how they learn and it’s in their nature why does no one here understand that. You looked up at Techno your eyebrows furrowed and you pressed your lips tight but he didn’t take his eyes off Dream, he had different priorities in mind. 

Protecting you from the Dreamon if anything went south. 

Dream continued to mock and criticize the people of L’manberg before turning to you and Technoblade. The mask he wore may hide his facial expressions, but it couldn’t mask the unadulterated glee in his voice. Technoblade pulled you behind him as Dream stepped closer to the both of you, you felt a growl rumble in Technoblade’s chest, 

   “That’s close enough.” 

   “Down boy.” Dream mused, holding up his hands to show faux innocence. “I have no issues with the both of you. Tomorrow, with your help, Technoblade and woman.”  

   “(Y/N).”

   “Don’t tell him your name.” Technoblade gaped at you and you only could huff in frustration, 

   “Better than just being called woman! Plus Tommy already said it.”  

With an eye-roll Dream continued his speech, “With the help of Technoblade and (Y/N) L’manberg is going to be a crater. We’re blowing it sky-high.” Dream turned over to face Tubbo once again, “I had to pretend to be friends with you, to get the dumb disk back! I don't care about you. I'm not your friend. Okay? I cared about getting the disk back, and I got the disk back. I got it back. And that's-that's- that's the only thing that really matters. You can't even run your nation right. RANBOO IS A TRAITOR. ONE OF YOUR MOST TRUSTED FRIENDS.”

Your eyes widened as you spotted another child looking horrified, it was the half enderman from the butcher gang. You’re adopting him next.

   “NO, IT IS TRUE. READ THIS BOOK. READ THIS BOOK. There's his memory book. He was meeting with Techno and Tommy and told them EVERYTHING. The proof’s all his own memories! He writes it down! You can't even run your own nation correctly Tubbo. Listen. Tubbo, you, I mean you, ... L'Manberg is weaker than it's ever been, and it's because of you! You have- you have destroyed everything. You have ruined your friendships. You have ruined L'Manberg's allies. You have just-you are a horrible president Tubbo.” Dream continued as Tubbo looked sick to his stomach, you felt just as nauseous.

   “YEAH, YOU SUCK TUBBO!”

   “TECHNOBLADE!” 

   “What?” He flinched at your tone, “he’s right!” 

   “They’re children,” You tried to argue but Dream cut you off by stepping in between you and Technoblade. Your pulse skyrocketed as you were separated, and you made sure an ender pearl was at the ready. Tommy looked at the both fo you nervously, but there was a spark of hope in his eyes when you defended Tubbo. Tommy turned over to Tubbo who honestly looked just as shocked that a partner of Technoblade’s would defend him, espeically considering he had tried to kill her a few days prior. Tommy had hope that he wasn’t completely dead to you.

   “Techno. Got any withers?” You watched a sickening smile spread across Techno’s lips he picked at his nails. 

   “I got a few.” 

   “Good. Then I’ll see you all tomorrow when the L’manberg loses its last cannon life,” Dream announced before disappearing into the wind. The citizens turned to face you and Technoblade, he only had to utter a single word:

   “Run,” Before both of you pearled away from the wreckage of the community house. 

Technoblade scooped you up in his arms as he made his way through the Nether portal back to his base. He was much faster than you were and you didn’t fight him on wanting to make a quick getaway. You both were silent on the way back to his base, bottom line was you didn’t know how you felt about what just went down. On one hand, destruction was your middle name and you weren’t going to oppose blowing a government to smithereens with your boyfriend.  

Nothing could be more romantic than that. 

Yet at the same time, unlike Technoblade, you felt the guilt eat away at you. These were people’s homes, and lives you’d be destroying tomorrow. Most of the citizens you had no affiliation with, which you were grateful for, but those you did you almost couldn’t justify blowing the country up. Tommy was by all accounts dead to Technoblade and by that extent you as well. Still, you didn’t want to see him physically dead, it wasn’t his fault he got corrupted by the government and a homeless teletubby.

You were starting to sound like Technoblade now too.  

You made a sound of distress and Techno glanced down at your form, his face flushed as you nuzzled your nose against his neck. 

   “You okay princess?” 

   “No…” You answered with a sigh, you reached out and twirled a strand of his pink hair through your fingers. “Tommy’s gone, we’re going to blow up a country tomorrow. I feel bad for the people we’re gonna leave homeless. So, no I’m not okay bubs.” The socially awkward man winced a little as he battled with what to say to you, he tends to forget you both aren’t the same person. For as much as both of you agree, you were still different from him, you had more empathy than he could ever wish to have. 

   “You don’t have to come.”  

He watched a frown appear on your face as you pulled away from him. You clicked your tongue in distaste, a sure sign that you were about to pick a fight with the blood god. You were one opponent he could never seem to defeat. That did not come out the way he intended. 

Time to backtrack before he got his ass handed to him. 

   “What I mean is, you have no affiliation with L’manberg. You have no prior issues you need to settle with them so technically you can stay home tomorrow, no one would blame you. You’d be safer away from the explosions, I’d feel better with you at home.”

   “That way you’d only have to worry about Phil tomorrow right?” 

   “Well, that’s part of it,” He stated bluntly, never one to be dishonest. “He has only one life and he’s going to want to fight, he has a lot to avenge. The government drove his eldest son mad, enough that Phil had to kill him. He’s one of my oldest friends, I wanna look out for him and protect him.” You couldn’t help but sigh softly at his response, you brushed your thumb across his cheek fondly. 

   “You’re wrong.” 

   “Eh?”

   “I do have something I want to fight for, I want to fight for what I believe is right. Let’s face it Techno the way everyone’s treating those children is sick. Dream manipulated Tommy and used Tubbo to get what he wanted from him. I know you did what you thought was right for Tommy but he’s a product of a war-torn country, they all are. Now, that doesn’t excuse his betrayal but… did he even know what the right thing to do was in this situation, does he even truly know what peace is? I want to fight to protect those kids. They deserve to know peace, true peace away from bloodshed and war. If I can I want to give them that.” You watched Technoblade’s jaw tighten, “I’m going with you tomorrow but I’m not going to kill the children.” 

   “I don’t think I can ever forgive Tommy.” He sighed adjusting his grip on you a sure sign he was nervous, “but I love you.” Techno kissed you once again, it was long and tender you watched as the apples of his cheeks turn red after you both pulled away. He took a breath, “You’re unstoppable and you’ve never stopped me before so I won’t do the same for you. Just stay safe. Please. You need to come home with me tomorrow I won’t settle for anything else.” 

   “I will. I promise.” You pressed a light kiss to his cheek, and he hummed gently in response. “I love you Technoblade, I’ll fight beside you. Till the end of the line.”

   “Till the end of the line,” He repeated as you both approached the snow-covered house to convene with Philza Minecraft himself.

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Hi guys! Officially feeling a bit better, enough to get a small part out before I work on the next chapter. I hope you like it, thanks so much for reading and your amazing feedback. Also, thanks so much for your kind words and well wishes! Also, also, If anyone ever makes fanart of this story (I doubt it would happen) please tag me and let me know. I love to make art myself and always wanna support other artists! Thanks Again!