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kawaiikenna · 1 year

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Wrote this in an hour maybe? It’s time for bed. -_-;;; So enjoy this ficlet/long prompt/fic idea. Also this will probably be super triggering to some individuals. Please read with caution. I’m not going to tag all the tw’s though cause I’m faaaaar too tired. I’ll edit this tomorrow. Maybe. Eh, we’ll see.

Danny thought that life had been going just great. He had ended up being fostered by Wayne’s after a falling out with his parents over something that wasn’t even ghost related. The only reason why he was where he was, was because Bruce owed Vlad a favor. Danny didn’t know what kind of favor was owed, and he didn’t want to know. In the end he actually did get along with the gaggle of Wayne kids. It ended up being one of the most peaceful times in his life up until then.

Until it wasn’t.

The day had started off as normally as any other day he had been in the Wayne Manor. Danny woke up, got dressed, had breakfast with Bruce and the remaining siblings, then headed off to school. Nothing out of the ordinary. Except, Danny never made it to school.

There was no note, no call, nothing. It was as if Danny had suddenly stopped existing. No one saw anything. The cameras were spotty at best. They had no leads. Nothing to go off of. Nothing, nothing, nothing. Day after day, week after week. There was nothing until suddenly there was something.

An unaddressed envelope with several embossed tickets inside. Each ticket had a vigilante’s name scrawled in Danny’s very distinctive half cursive writing. That week on Friday night, there was to be a kind of traveling entertainer’s troupe in town. The main attraction was apparently a white haired boy that would end up doing all sorts of extremely dangerous tricks and dares. The batfam geared up and hoped that somewhere, somehow, they would be able to find Danny here at this almost circus themed attraction.

What they found instead was a completely empty building. The inside was set up in a way that made it seem like it was the inside of a Hollywood circus tent. Sheets of fabric hung from the ceiling, there was a ring set up in the center with a platform in the middle of that. A tightrope set up far above their heads, a metal hoop dangled down from the ceiling, thick ropes of fabric strung up on either side.

Suddenly, a bright spotlight lit up the center platform. There, two figures were illuminated. Both clowns but extremely different from each other. One the batfam knew almost intimately, Joker. The other, a stranger but he seemed to fit in with the aesthetic of their city.

All batfam members are incapacitated and forced to watch against their will. For some reason they’ve been wrapped up in 2D, neon green animals.

The two present the fantabulous Phantom. The white haired boy from the poster appeared from nowhere. As Joker and the newly introduced Freak Show narrated, Phantom did everything they said. He interacted with various props, did a few tricks, he juggled at one point. Sharp daggers whirling through the air in a professional practiced manner until Freak Show said that somehow Phantom had fumbled. True to his word, the boy did fumble. Sharp daggers falling haphazardly around him. The teen did not move a single inch, even as a dagger nearly pierced through the flesh of his cheek leaving a long bleeding cut down his face. Instead it buried itself into the unmoving teen’s shoulder. He pulls the dagger out of his shoulder nonchalantly and lets it clatter to the floor.

Without getting any kind of treatment the teen starts up one of the pillars to get to the tightrope platform. There’s no safety gear in sight as the teen starts to walk the tightrope. Joker and Freak Show commiserate him on almost getting to the other side. At the last moment, Phantom ‘slips’ and is now hanging comically by one hand on the rope.

Two Joker lackeys come out with an old fireman’s trampoline. They run back and forth as they try to predict where Phantom would fall. In the end though, they miss completely and Phantom ends up landing in a broken heap on the ground.

At this point the batfam are in a nearly crazed state. Even if they don’t know exactly who Phantom is, this was wrong. It was all WRONG.

Under Joker and Freak Show’s prodding and goading, Phantom gets back up. Multiple traumatic wounds can be seen. But in the next instant flesh stitches itself back together and bones mend themselves back under his skin and back into place.

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So basically our two clown dimwits are physically bullying and hurting Danny. Freak Show has the teen under mind control again and makes him extremely docile. There’s no outward expression of any kind, his eyes are dead and unseeing. This goes on for a while until Freak Show tries to get Danny to hurt one of the batfam.

This does not go as planned at all and now they have an extremely angry and eldritch Danny on their hands. He goes on a rampage and ends up destroying nearly everything. But he still protects his newfound family, getting them out of harm’s way.

The batfam on the other hand have no clue how to process that their shy, sweet, quiet Danny is also the massive monster rampaging around.

After Danny had finally calmed down; he went straight to Bruce and promptly passed out. There was no waking the kid up until he decided to get up.

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Will I expand on this idea? Meh. I’m not sure, maybe. I’d love to hear your guys’ thoughts on this though. -w-

#danny phantom #dp x dc #danny fenton #dc #dc x dp #batman #dp #dc comics #dpxdc #dp x dc prompt #batfam #writing prompts #dp x dc crossover #eldritch ghost king danny

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ladyloveandjustice · 4 months

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Fall 2023 Anime Overview: Pluto and Scott Pilgrim Takes Off

Pluto

Premise: Somebody- or something- is killing the most advanced robots in the world, along with humans involved with robots (either robot rights activists or scientists). Gesicht, a robot police detective, is trying to track this killer down. But has the detective himself been compromised? What is going on with these strange memories that keep appearing in his head?

Based on an arc in Osamu Tezuka's Astro Boy, this anime is a tense, tightly plotted robot murder mystery that kept me engrossed and invested. Stuff that deals with "android" rights can often feel cringey at best and insulting at worst, but Pluto avoids this by having a future where robots have already gotten their civil rights. It instead largely uses robots as a metaphor for being seen as a disposable tool in a corrupt system, for how if you resist being a weapon for violence and imperialism, those in power will either discard you or fear you. And it asks the question--can robots feel human emotions like hatred? What happens when they do?

Speaking of imperialism, there are some very obvious allusions to the Iraq War in this and I mean obvious like the "United States of Thracia" stars a war with the "Kingdom of Persia" under the pretense of finding "robots of mass destruction". The anime is deeply sympathetic to the, uh, Kingdom of Persia (and very accurate about how much the United States of "Thracia's" government sucks and is imperialistic), but it does feature content that can be tough to deal with (especially right now), and does have some Middle Eastern antagonists, though they're not one-dimensional . I don't feel qualified to dig into it too deeply, but I just have to note it.

Pluto is impressive with it's sizable cast that all have their own distinct stories. It makes you feel for almost every character. A lot of the plot twists punch you in the gut, and the animation is generally stunning. I

I did find parts of the final episode fell flat. It was a solid finale, but the world-ending stakes and the focus on pretty predictable action beats were so different than the gripping, investigative stuff that came before it that it was a bit of a let down. And it really beat you over the head by constantly verbally repeating the central message.

(I also hate the trope of a male character lying to a female character about information she's begging for and affects her deeply, and it being treated as a great kindness. I wish female characters got more to do overall in this, because the two we had were potentially very interesting. It did give a nod to the female robots being just as advanced at the male ones but that being ignored because they weren't advanced in a traditionally masculine way. But you could feel it's Astro Boy roots in how male dominated the cast was.)

Overall, this is one of the most well-crafted anime of the last few years-- a psychological thriller and meditation on humanity and conflict, rich with story and themes, with not a second wasted. I definitely recommend giving it a shot, you'll probably be hooked in no time. And expect it to break your heart. A lot.

Scott Pilgrim Takes Off

Yes, this counts as an anime. It was animated by a Japanese studio, the director is based in Japan and has worked in anime for years. But there are some spoilers in the premise itself here, so I'm going to put it under the cut.

You have been warned!

Premise: Scott Pilgrim meets a cool girl named Ramona Flowers and falls for her, only to find out she has seven evil exes he must defeat. Unfortunately, he seemingly dies at the hands of the first one. This leads Ramona on a journey where she must confront her evil exes and see if Scott is really dead after all.

So, I was a fan of Scott Pilgrim as a teen. Moreso of the comic than the movie, since the movie didn't have the interesting arcs for the female characters the comic did thanks to it's short runtime and what it prioritized. (Ramona, especially, was done dirty). I liked Ramona a lot in the comic, especially how she went from a mysterious figure to someone just as messy and screwed up as Scott is, and the "final boss" was actually the abusive relationship she was stuck in, and she was the one who really had to defeat it. I liked how Knives outgrew Scott, and I liked how Kim exposed Scott's fantasies as not real, and let her crush on him go. I liked how Scott's arc was realizing he'd treated the women in his life badly and that he needed to grow up and stop being so selfish.

So I was a little excited to see a more comic-accurate version... but what we got was even better. A story that was more from Ramona's perspective, that centered her from the very beginning, and which focused on her understanding, and often reconciling with her exes, rather than them being enemies to defeat. I especially loved seeing Roxie finally get her due. (The comic handled Roxie better than the movie's bullshit, but it still left a lot to be desired). Ramona's ex-girlfriend finally gets treated as an ex-girlfriend, with no "just a phase" bs from Ramona and no Scott doing the straight guy "ooh lesbians so sexy" bs. Instead, it's a sincere, emotional look at their relationship and the ways Ramona hurt Roxie, along with a killer fight scene.

It was also great to see Knives thriving without Scott around, and Matthew Patel getting more of a spotlight. The series has grown up over the years ,but the themes are as sharp as ever. It examines the bad decisions Ramona and Scott have made, and not only the fear of growing up as a young adult, but the fear of what you'll grow into. It explores the fear that relationships will become regrets, the messiness of people trying to connect, and how you need to keep trying to communicate and move forward and take risks anyway.

There were a few things I wish we could have seen more of- like Kim and Envy. (And small yet bothersome nitpick, I also disliked how when Ramona talked about her pattern of "running away" from relationships, Gideon was included, despite the fact he was abusive to her in this version too). The English voice cast was also weak with the voice acting sometimes (likely because most of them were more used to being on-screen actors)- though there were some stand out performances like Satya Bahba (Matthew Patel), Michael Cera (Scott) and of course Mae Whitman (Roxy) (I also think Winstead settled into her role well too)-- though I got used to it after a while, and the Japanese cast is aces.

The animation was also phenomenal, and it had a killer soundtrack.

I'm not sure how this anime would hit if you haven't seen either the comic or the movie, (I've heard some newbies say they liked it) but as a fan of the source material, I was very pleased and found it a treat. Definitely worth checking out.

#scott pilgrim takes off #scott pilgrim #ramona flowers #fall 2023 anime #anime overview #pluto #naoki urasawa's pluto #pluto anime #my reviews #finished at LAST I watched TOO MUCH ANIME this season #but to be fair it was an excellent season

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tatarkingdom2 · 3 months

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Since there's probably a year until we have a glimpse for poppy playtime chapter 4. Let's predict what kind of monster we're gonna get in Chapter 4 shall we?

Here we go.

Ambush predator : the gimmick is they hiding in plain sight, pretending to be innocent object or hidden in the shadow. Waiting to strike when you let your guard down. (shown Boxy Boo, Sticky Icky Ninja and other creature of the night)

Mannequin workers : the adjacent of bigger body initiative, these mannequin were people who get their humanity taken away and being forced to work in factory as slave labor. Beneath their hard plastic surfaces are flash and blood. Now starving and vengeful. (Shown Miss delight and generic factory worker)

Failed Experiments : half baked and poorly designed bigger body initiative toy that too twisted and too horrid to be shown in front of public. All that they represent is death, plague and rot. Animalistic and horrifying in every aspect. (Shown, failed Wobble pop)

Hostile super computer : Semi organic wetware Machine that command all and most systems in Playtime Co. Factory. Beneath it's cold steel and tangled cable lies an unfortunate scientist who forced to become glorified CPU forever. (Shown the Motherboard)

PTSD Children : An echo of the past, mental image that represent blood of children that stain our protagonist's hand. Make manifest by red smoke and guilt. Their cries for justice will shaken even the most steady person. "give us back our life, our life that you have taken."

Eldritch Poppy Gel : Physical manifestation of mad science in Playtime Co. These mindless, unnatural and Abhorrent chunk of living corruption slowly and steadily roam the half sunken laboratory and seek to absorb any organic matter to fatten itself.

War Propaganda Toy : A relic of bygone era, based on crude caricature and offensive imagery of people from enemy nations. These ugly toys purpose is to brainwashing youth into dehumanising your national foes. Now heavily armed with assault weapon are ready to play villain role once again. (Shown Ho Chibi from Wack a Vietcong arcade)

Action figure : glorified plastic doll made for rough and tough boy. These action figure are made to be appealing in the eyes of 12 YO. Bitter, angry and thirst for revenge. These are brutish force you'll face when enter the boy toy territory. (Shown Captain Mega punch and lil luchador)

Edutainment Mascot : mini boss in charge of silly puzzle game with deathly penalty, despite unassuming appearance these mascot are more than capable of give you a nasty surprise. Sharpen your wit and hitting the book if you want to getting out with high score and neck on your shoulders. (Shown Doctor Bulbbrain)

Fetch quest fodder : their only function is force you to go on wild goose chase and gathering stuff or you die, peak RPG gameplay. (Shown Sue you roo & Judge joey)

Overgrown Mutated Vermin : Vermin and wildlife is not free from corruption that plagued Playtime Co. Leaked chemical and horrid substance transformed rats and other pest that infested the facility into huge mutated monstrous version of itself, territorial and aggressive. These animals are a force to be reckon with. (Shown a dog sized rat and buffalo leech)

Skylander Bullshit : Toy-to-life technology may not be that popular but it's exist in 90s. Playtime Co. is one of many entities want to capitalised on these kind of toy. Basically a collecting and deck building minigame. (Shown Foxtrot the rogue)

Fastfood Joint Brand Ambassador : direct Fnaf ripped off, basically animatronics serving food and ruined your graveyard shift. (Shown Sunny side Susan and shadow of Tinpot Tyrant)

Platforming menace : these monstrous toy exist solely to make platforming harder, harassing your swimming lesson or climbing moment is their job. (Shown Triggerfish and bad rocket)

Still waiting for a role : speaking for itself. Old character that teasing again and again that will have bigger role but get blue balled to no end. (Shown Bron and Daisy)

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime oc #Poppy playtime chapter 4 #boxy boo #Bron #Daisy

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raayllum · 11 months

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like i’m used to having unpopular fandom opinions (which, in most fandoms, has boiled down to either 1. actually liking the canon content or 2. seeing the fault lines years ahead of time and then being disappointed but not surprised when shit goes off the rails), it does not bother me.

but it does baffle me how butt hurt i’ve seen people get over CHET. calling me and others who enjoy the theory dumb, or that it’s a theory for “gimmicky hacks” and would ruin the show if it happened (end quote), or that it’s completely misconstruing canon or built entirely off theme (as though tdp isn’t deeply thematic, anyway) or that my track record of predictions is terrible (it isn’t; i’d say it’s surprisingly good overall but like with any amount of theorizing, there’s definitely plenty of misses too and just throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks).

and i’m not going to counter any of that by saying it’s 100% - or even 20% likely - to be canon because as i’ve also said many, many times, it might not be. maybe the key isn’t even something aaravos wants. maybe callum still does something under possessive coercion. maybe none of it comes back in s5 and it’s saved for book 6: stars, instead. maybe the key is only on rayla’s shoulder in 4x02 to emphasize stella’s connection to the star primal. maybe rayla and aaravos’ foil relationship doesn’t go further than setting them up as callum’s two, mutually exclusive paths. maybe CHET does happen but it’s not about freeing aaravos, thus knocking it down a peg thematically with the “freeing” motif.

and it’s not as though CHET doesn’t let callum figure out and even use the cube. he’ll have to put the pieces together (literally), it could have more than one purpose, and there could be an arc of reclaiming it (making it actually his key, as opposed to aaravos’, which would really fit with themes of ownership and well, reclamation and progress). maybe callum’s curiosity / paranoid pursuit of magic is what leads to rayla being in aaravos’ clutches in the first place, if you really want to reaffirm those 1x04 parallels; maybe both his best friend and his brother are in harm’s way.

but it’s like. even if the pieces don’t fall this way, CHET is 1) still the only theory i’ve seen, 2.5+ years in, that actually answers the questions of what the key is, how it may be used, and how it may operate in Callum’s arc other than giving him some kind of magical power up, 2) accurately tailored itself to the game motif that s4 made more overt, and more than that, a game that Callum is destined to lose, 3) accurately tailored itself ahead of time to the light and dark motif in Callum and Rayla’s arcs, and 4) all the set up like

“I smashed your primal stone.” “Accidents happen.” “On purpose.” “I’m sure you had a good reason.” “I did, I really did!” (2x02) / “But Rayla, the whole world is like a giant primal stone.” (2x09) / “Guess it wouldn’t be the first time I accidentally on purpose destroyed a rare magical artefact.” (4x02)

This is the game room. Cube should be in there. / You wait here for a minute, couple minutes. However long it takes, I’ll go find a key. / [Insert Rayla being shown as a toy] / It’s a toy, probably a piece from a children’s game. I hope it was worth it to you, putting everyone else’s lives in danger. (1x04) / It’s a glow toy (1x05) / [Becomes a literal glow in 4x04] / “He said it was a key, but a key to what?” “You practicing magic, or are you losing to Bait at a game of rolly-cubes?” (2x07) / [Callum with the cube as a literal game piece] / Already tainted by darkness, and destined to play right into my hands. (4x04) / They aren’t games. They’re tests. (TDP shorts) / But violence tests us. In a twisted way, it converts us to its cause. (4x03) / Those who fail tests of love are simple animals. (2x09)

The way the 1x04 inversion (Rayla gets taken, boys rescue her, she finds the cube / Rayla gets taken, boys rescue her, Callum gives up the cube) is even more on track with Kim’Dael being in S5 and presumably the reason elves are seen as bloodthirsty in the first place.

Callum’s bio in Tales of Xadia, a text that also mentions Leola, the Great Bookery of Lux Aurea (both now featured in S5) and the Flowers of Elarion (one of the only mentions of Elarion in the entire material, including “a fair exchange of beloved for beloved”) literally stating that he “value[s] those close to him more than anyone or anything” and that he’s “beholden to his inner circle, not some silly kingdom”

Callum facing a “his loved ones or the world” conflict being one of the most common dilemmas that heroes face like, ever (Luke Skywalker, Aang, the Matrix, just to name a few), even disregarding the fact that TDP loves a good trolley problem ( “We kill one monster to save a hundred thousand people” “You keep calling it a monster” / “You let him live and you killed us all” / “You have two choices: you all die or just the evil, wretched human dies” / “I had to. I couldn’t let him hurt you”).

The fact that exchange is intrinsic to the series, down to the transactional root of dark magic and the kids working to bring Zym home to his mother, hopefully, in exchange for peace, and is also the conceptual catalyst for Arc 2 with Claudia working to free Aaravos in exchange for him permanently reviving Viren.

That it is increasingly unlikely that Callum will be able to avoid playing into Aaravos’ hands eventually and the key (and the game) being directly linked to that, and absolutely none of this is even touching on Callum’s parallels to Viren or that it’s been heavily hinted in interviews that Aaravos, an elven mage, was in love with a human and his main incentive for being evil is that he Lost them

Like I don’t know if Callum is going to run away to try and avoid hurting the people he loves in S5; he might try, and if he does I think it would be a one episode plot line because then he and Rayla would be having the same behavioural issues and the same corresponding arc, which could really be work or be too cluttered for what the reason wants to do. I don’t know if Callum will be forced to join team bad guy under possession or some other coercion by the end of S5.

I lean towards no for both of those things, simply because for the first I feel like Callum will have enough of his own differentiated plot line going on, and for the second, while that would provide Callum potential (if not under possession) conversations with Aaravos, I feel like Callum’s major focus in S6-S7 will have to be connecting to other arcanum and possibly helping other people do the same. Those would be trickier to maintain if he’s separated from the main group (who then has to devote time to getting him back) as well as I feel like him and Aaravos’ thematic face off is stronger if Aaravos does underestimate Callum, and doesn’t think he’s legitimately special, and is then proven wrong because, well... “Your arrogance is so predictable.”

But again, I’m not saying that they couldn’t happen. Not saying there’s no base for it now or that one couldn’t be introduced by any means; TDP is very good at balancing reliable set up and pay off and also providing plenty of surprise curveballs along the way. Unless it is something that the show has made exceedingly obvious, like its portrayal of dark magic (which you can disagree with how its portrayed by all means, but you still gotta be cognizant of how the show has always presented it even if you disagree with the why) I think it’s perhaps not arrogant, but mean spirited to decide that you definitively know what is or what’s not going to happen and what theories are valid or even ‘okay’ for fans to enjoy.

And if my theory is so Obviously wrong, why always take time to discredit it? Why talk about it at all? Because you personally dislike me, or because other people talk about it and you resent that it’s popular? Trust me, I get having fanon theories that drive you up a wall, especially when they’re prevalent, but those are ones that 1) have multiple canon scenes and whole-ass plot lines literally contradicting the popular fanon headcanon (hi the “nobody helps Katara with chores except Zuko” HC that was disproven 2 seasons before he joined the gaang) or 2) are the equivalent to me positing that Callum should die and that Ellis will obviously come back and be our primary mage character, for Some Reason.

And if it’s not that, I think you can cool your jets, just a bit. Cause I would be amazed and delighted to be wrong because that just means the show is going in a fun, expected direction, but I know there are people whose tiny little heads would explode with anger or embarrassment if I’m right, and ‘shockingly enough’ I don’t actually root for other people to be mad or upset over what happens in fanon or canon. There’s enough bullshit out there without that, thank you very much

#y'know cause i'm an adult. with a job. doing this in my free time to have fun #fandom nonsense #cube hostage exchange theory #no idk why i gained capitalization halfway through either #long post

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kylesvariouslistsandstuff · 2 months

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I just noticed...

Warner Bros. has recently dated their all-animated adaptation of THE CAT IN THE HAT... March 6, 2026...

This is the first of their new "Warner Bros. Pictures Animation" initiative, the plan being to have two animated films out every calendar year.

All jokes about this movie possibly being shelved and turned into a tax write-off aside (I don't think any animated movie is safe under the Zas), that's the same day as...

An untitled Pixar movie...

Pixar currently has two animated movies set for 2026, one on this date, and in June. June presumably goes to TOY STORY 5, which is - at this point, per Disney CEO Bob Iger - eyeballing 2026. It being the summer release is a given, I feel. TOY STORY 3 and 4 were June releases in their respective release years, 1 & 2 were Thanksgiving frame releases... Walt Disney Pictures claimed 3/6/2026 first.

Games of chicken in animated movie scheduling are nothing new, in fact... Some high profile animated movies used to open head to head. THE LITTLE MERMAID vs. ALL DOGS GO TO HEAVEN in 1989, OLIVER & COMPANY vs. THE LAND BEFORE TIME in 1988, A BUG'S LIFE just a few days within release of THE RUGRATS MOVIE in 1998, you get the idea. They don't do that kind of thing now, though... Unless the demographics are wildly different.

But I wonder who blinks. The Pixar movie set for this date is most likely an original movie (it's not "Ducks", that appears to be a hoax), which are playing a different game at the box office these days. Open low (like, say, ELEMENTAL last year w/ $29m) and then leg it out to a solid gross... THE CAT IN THE HAT, on the other hand, is based on a beloved Dr. Seuss book... Which happened to have a live-action version preceding it, which itself was preceded by a half-hour animated TV special...

Just like...

HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS and THE LORAX.

Those movies opened with $67m and $70m respectively. So, I think CAT IN THE HAT is primed to have a pretty good opening weekend come 2026. That is, if it makes it to the finish line and avoids the dreaded beast at the end of the castle, and makes it out alive.

As for the Pixar original, that's a little trickier to predict. ELEMENTAL was the first original Pixar in theaters following shut-downs in 2020. Its $29m opening is on the higher end of non-sequel animated movies released over the past couple of years, though it was foolishly written off. Legs, of course, came to the rescue. ELIO is the next original, which I think could gross around there. Maybe less, because it's an animated sci-fi story. Could be another case of STRANGE WORLD, TREASURE PLANET, etc. Whatever the 2026 original is, the box office prospects are up in the air...

It all boils down to who blinks.

One of them will have to try out February, maybe around Valentine's Day. Probably the Warner movie. Easter's locked up by the MARIO sequel. Not like February can't work for a family-friendly animated movie, look at THE LEGO MOVIE.

Interestingly, Pixar's been trying to do this 2-a-year every other year thing. 2020 had ONWARD open in March, and if plans worked out, SOUL in June. ONWARD got cut right off by COVID's outbreak, SOUL went straight to Disney+. In 2022, TURNING RED went straight to D+ in March, LIGHTYEAR went to theaters in June. This year was supposed to be that situation, too, with ELIO being out this month being followed by INSIDE OUT 2 in June... But ELIO was delayed all the way back to June 2025.

So maybe 2026 is another one of those situations, where Pixar wants to have two movies out, but ends up rescheduling one of them. I have a feeling TOY STORY 5 stays right in its place, but it's possible that could get delayed to 2027. TOY STORY 3 was once thought to be a 2009 release, and it ended up coming out in 2010. TOY STORY 4? Two delays: From its original summer 2017 slot to summer 2018, to summer 2019.

Plus, this could aaaaall be moot within a few months. Animated movies are always moving forward and backwards.

Worth noting, this wasn't the first time Warner Bros. tried stepping on Disney's toes in one of their major corners. Right now it's with animation, last time... It was with superheroes...

That was when - in mid-2014 - an untitled CAPTAIN AMERICA movie was on the boards for May 6, 2016. A follow-up to the very well-liked CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER... (Side note: I refuse to believe that that was a decade ago. A DECADE.) Continuing on, Warner shockingly moved their BATMAN V. SUPERMAN to that same date. Later in 2014, Marvel revealed that the 2016 CAPTAIN AMERICA threequel was subtitled CIVIL WAR... Eventually, Warner conceded, and moved BATMAN V. SUPERMAN up a few paces, to March 25, 2016.

So, we'll see how this one goes... Or if both of them vacate the premises...

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henrike-does-writing-sometimes · 1 year

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The Realm of Mirrors Trilogy, In which a group of childhood friends discover the dark secrets hiding within the wall of the old castle in their hometown. Secrets which they’re more involved in than what they ever could’ve imagined.

Current Stage - Slowly but surely working through the first draft Genre - Low fantasy Setting - The fictional city of Grimmvik, located on the west coast of Sweden Books - A shattered heirloom | A reflection of malice | A youthful demise

Synopsis - The old is swarmed in mysteries. Some are meant to be found, some to be forgotten. And some we wish would’ve stayed hidden.

Returning back to his hometown Emil is finally reunited with his childhood friends, and although they never lost contact it feels incredible to be back together. With no limit on their time, meaning their new adventures are about to be spectacular. Although not even their wildest child-like imagination could’ve predicted what was about to come.

Grimmvik’s castle, now a beating heart of history and the arts, seems to be infested with ghosts and strange mirrors that act on their own. Strange things only they seem to be able to see are just a handful of the many unexplainable things that have started to happen.

The answers are found within the castle itself, revealing the dark past of its prime and the horrors lurking within its dungeons. A shrine for an old mirror rests deep below their feet, whispering for them to come; once again calling for a dreaded history to repeat itself.

Main Characters -

Emil Nimuel-Noreen: Adventure seeker and fun lover, not the brightest but he does his best. His head is up in the clouds more often than not. He has an easy time making friends and works very well in social situations. Longs to be and do something great and to change the world for the better. Might have gotten more than he bargained for.

Tess Lundell: The seemingly most responsible in the group, though she doesn’t mind breaking a few rules now and again. She loves the arts, painting and poetry to be specific, and can often be found far away in daydreams. She has an easy time finding beauty in mundane things and can spend hours being lost in oil paintings and shiny rocks.

Ida Brolin: Intelligent but reckless, does dumb things for the fun of it. Or because she’s simply curious, something she’s mainly driven by. Although she maintains a professional and calm demeanor most of the time, she has a wild and chaotic imagination and is not one to keep her crazy ideas to herself. Nor does she fear testing her many theories.

Astrid Ryu: Smug bastard but also baby. Is a major tease and actively encourages their friends’ dumbassery, they’re also the cause most of the time. They adore the unexplainable and unsolved mysteries, a firm believer in Mothman and cryptids of the like. Tends to throw away logic to have fun with “fake” sightings. Isn’t one to get aggressive but will cut a bitch if they have to.

Jake Castner: The unofficial leader of the group and professional himbo. While not too comfortable taking the lead he falls into the role naturally being the most observant of the group. He’s most in his element when he’s designing and building, something he’s been doing for most of his life. Whether miniature figurines or lego sets of all kinds.

Tindra Hellberg: Huge literature nerd, likes to dissect different works to find hidden meanings and symbolism. Which she has an easy time with, given her tendency to connect things that might not even be connected. She may not believe in them, but she really enjoys conspiracy theories and will often ramble about the possibilities of them being true.

Main Theme - Shatter me : Lindsey Stirling

What I Got To Offer ? ANGST, diverse cast (LGBTQ+, ethnicity, etc.), friends sharing a brain cell, healthy relationships both romantic and platonic, mirror based magic system, fucked up and morally questionable mentors

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Happy WBW!!

Does your story have any special animals, or beliefs about cryptids?

So, for Empty Names, being the urban fantasy setting it is, this is basically a case of "name a cryptid or critter out of mythology or folklore and chances are it probably exists in some form and at some point wandered into this world from a more fantastical one." An answer that is somehow dull and boring for how much it implies.

The Archivist's Journal on the other hand lends itself better to giving more specifics for answering this ask.

For "special animals" the one that shows up most frequently are the ox-sized capybara-like creatures that serve as the primary beasts of burden for the people of the Village. Cass's family has one that pulls their wagon from their farm into town and back for market day every week and the Archivist frequently hitches a ride for those trips. These animals aren't magical or anything, just kind of neat, especially for the Archivist who hasn't spent a lifetime around them (unless you count the Archivist's life as having started at the start of the story). Similarly, if one travels to the smaller outlying islands one will encounter all sorts of unique, relatively isolated ecosystems with species not seen elsewhere. But at the end of the day it's still all mundane-but-novel variations on existing real-world animals; an ecologist's dream but nothing supernatural. Well, mostly pretty normal. There is that one island with giant herbivorous cats with human-like teeth and horizontal pupils.

That said, the wold of the Village does have creatures that could well qualify as "cryptids".

Shades: The morning of every full and new moon (give or take a couple days) a thick grey mist settles over the world and slowly grows thicker until by late afternoon one can barely see past one's outstretched arm. Once the sun goes down the mists will briefly thin, just long enough for someone who doesn't know better to risk going outside. And then the mists will thicken again and shadowy, almost human-shaped figures with glowing white sphere for eyes will congeal out of the mists. It is said that those caught by the shades will be taken away, never to be seen again, but the shades can will not enter homes or go out on the water. When the sun rises the mists will disperse and the shades will sink back into the ground until the next mist night. As creepy as that all sounds, the people of the Village are pretty blasé about the shades, almost as if they were simply an inconvenient but predictable weather phenomenon. And, in truth, with the regularity of mist days and the day-long warning to get indoors the shades are in fact easy to avoid. Maybe one person every twenty or thirty years is foolish or unlucky enough to get taken. However, since it's a fact of life that everyone knows about, that means that there's a good chance that no one will think to warn the rare outsider that washes up on the shores of the Village. Most people pointedly avoid speculation as to what the shades actually are, but on the equinox festivals there's a tradition of villagers dressing up as shades and carrying sacks of treats. These false shades stick to the shadows of the Village's many winding alleys and try to grab anyone who wanders within arm's reach of the shadows without offering a treat for the sack. Those caught by the false shades then switch places with them, dawning the costume and taking the sack for themselves until the moment the equatorial equinox eliminates all shadows. At this point all the false shades abandon their posts and rush into the marketplace forum where they'll throw off their costumes, dance to the festival's music, and distribute the treats from their sacks to the waiting crowds.

Mist Giants: On the mist days, while the sun is still up, sometimes the mists will briefly thin enough to see a halfway to a hazy grey horizon. When this happens, if one is looking closely, one can see varied alien silhouettes of slightly darker grey striding the landscape on the edge of visibility. As toweringly vast as these these creatures appear, they make no sound, always appear distant, and leave no sign of their passage.

Nature Sprites: Few people have ever seen a nature sprite with their own eyes, but everyone knows someone who has. These sprites are known for only being seen when they want to be seen, appearing and disappearing abruptly. Those that have been documented all look to be made of plants grown or carved into a humanoid shape, but they vary greatly in size, body type, and what plants they appear to be made of. If they are capable of speech, either its not anything humans can understand or they just choose not to speak when people are around. It is unclear how much they can understand people that try to talk to them and sometimes seem to act on alien logic and motivations. The most common form of interaction between sprites and people is when a sprite takes an interest in an individual and begins haunting them, appearing and disappearing at random, playing pranks, and never revealing itself to anyone else. Encounters with haunting sprites can range from entertaining, to annoying, to downright terrifying, sometimes abruptly and dramatically switching tone. Some stories tell of haunting sprites abducting their chosen person and disappearing for days or even months, only for the haunted one to suddenly reappear in the woods somewhere in daze with almost no memory of their time away. For all this, haunting sprites have been observed to protect their haunted when the are in danger. There is also a certain hotspring on one of the far outlying islands fabled for its healing properties that sprites will congregate around and soak in at night.

The Wandering God: A being superficially resembling the nature sprites, but far larger, towering above the trees that it casually pushes aside in its seemingly random wanderings. It seems to avoid the Village, but when out in the wilds, the creaking and shaking sound of trees being bent with its passage and then snapping back into place is a sure sign that the Wandering God is near. If one crosses the Wandering God's path, tradition (or perhaps superstition) is to stop moving and avert one's eyes until It passes by. Even the nature sprites in their rare and raucous gatherings will go quiet and scatter back into the woods when the Wandering God arrives. It has been known to replant fallen logs upright in the ground where they'll start sprouting into new growth. Legend has it that a reckless outsider once antagonized the Wandering God and was turned into a tree.

And then there's the honorary cryptids that are Maiko and her mother. Not all outsiders that wash up in this world originate from the same world, nor all all of them have forms we would traditionally think of as human. Until a (mostly) chance encounter taking refuge in the Archivist's home on a mist night, Maiko had spent her whole life with the fear drilled into her by her mother that the people of the Village would regard her as a monster if she ever showed herself.

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animationskillsalexilieva · 7 months

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Straight Ahead and Pose to Pose

This term describes two methods used to animate drawings

The first method straight ahead is where you draw the first drawing and then you draw the second drawing and then the third drawing and so on ( It's basically animating as you go)

The second method post a pose is where you draw the beginning and end of each main pose and go back later to fill in the drawing in between

There are benefits to both methods

Pose to pose is generally better for most actions because it gives you the most control. You have a good idea of what the action is going to look like very early in the process. So instead of worrying if the character is going to end up in the right place.

You decide where they end up from the beginning and work backwards

Using straight ahead animation can lead to the character changing size or being on a different level from beginning to end

Pose to pose can save you a lot of work

If you were to animate a whole sequence straight ahead and then realize that one pose is off. You would have to change several drawings to fix that one pose

But with pose to pose you do the main pose to see if it feels right and you can catch problems early on

Straight ahead animation on the other hand is good for animation that is unpredictable

Some examples of this include:

fire

water particles

clouds of dust

explosions

The reason why straight ahead works well is because there are laws of physics that work at a constant rate and it's hard to predict how it will work post a pose

So where animating fire for example you just go with the flow based on what you know about fire and let the fire kind of create itself

If we were to look at the beginning and end we wouldn't even know how in between it

However, you can still use pose to pose to make the general shapes and fill it in between to make it smoother.

Another example of unpredictable animation is overlapping action

Let's say that a character has floppy ears

You could draw the figure with his ears for each pose adjust draw the in-betweens accordingly

But another method is to animate the figure using post to pose without the ears and then going through and adding the years using straight ahead

This is good because you can focused on the figures movements without the distraction of having to do his ears without the distraction of his body's movement

This also applies to hair, tails and other appendages

When you work pose to pose, there's some vocabulary that goes into it

There are main poses called keys

Secondary pose called extremes

And further broken-down poses called breakdowns

Make the key first- perfect them

Then the farthest the character will go in each direction using extremes and then decide how you want the extremes to connect using extremes.

At this point you can start in-btweening

Working with this sort of hierarchy will give you the most control as opposed to doing your post to pose, straight ahead

This is like pose with in pose to pose

Because you are perfecting the poses at each level before moving down to the next level

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tamgdenettebya · 1 year

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Christmas cover of The Economist

Every year, The Economist publishes a conspiracy cover with its message for the coming year. On December 24, 2022, the new magazine “Holiday double issue” will be announced, the Christmas cover with the message for 2023 is already available for viewing today. In addition to many references, including: the apple of Eden, the Holy Grail, the mention of China, a Christmas tree in the form of a menorah, Chinese symbols, and the worst thing is an atom instead of a star.

One can only hope that the atom located at the top of the Christmas tree is peaceful, otherwise 2023 will be much worse than the year ending.

Gevorg Mirzayan, associate professor at the Financial University, deciphers what the frightening symbols of British forecasters mean, whose predictions are increasingly coming true. The British edition of the Economist continues to shock readers. Before the New Year, the magazine released an issue with another mysterious cover. Symbols on it display the main, according to the editors, trends that flow from 2022 to 2023.

It seems that in the center of the picture there is a Christmas tree - a Christmas symbol. However, in fact, the key element of the composition is the sign above the Christmas tree. The editors put a symbol there that is very similar to a nuclear one. And what does it mean?

According to one version, the guiding star of 2023 is nuclear energy - it is she who will save the world during a period of high energy prices. According to another, everything is much simpler and sadder: the world is being led through a nuclear catastrophe. Ukraine's shelling of the Zaporizhzhya nuclear power plant, the aggravation of the nuclear crisis around Iran - all this only plays in favor of the authors' version. Finally, the third version is that this is not the sign of the atom, but the solar system. True, there are only seven planets on it.

Which one is missing? Since they don’t seem to plan to officially exclude any planet from the system (as they did with Pluto earlier), it means that one of the planets can be destroyed, and the Earth is the first candidate for this role. For the same nuclear reasons.

On the sides of the nuclear symbol, birds fly, at first glance, upwards. What are these symbols of the souls of people who will die from world conflicts? Or drones? Or is it still a symbol of the state? If you look closely at the figures of birds, especially the upper ones, where the lines are straightened, you can see a real trident in the figure of each bird. Moreover, it is not clear where this trident is heading - is it rushing upwards, towards a nuclear war, where is Zelensky leading the whole world with his provocations, or is it still falling down?

There are also enough symbols around the Christmas tree. Most of them are incomprehensible, but some can already be interpreted. For example, in the lower right corner, a man and a woman are shown holding hands - we see them from the back, which means they are leaving. Perhaps the authors expect some kind of final departure of traditional values into the past, although the imposition of the ideology of LGBTQVERTI on everyone causes more and more irritation even among Western inhabitants. On top of the pair is a symbol that looks like cricket fixtures and is crossed with a baseball bat.

In terms of cricket, it is rather not about England, but about India, which is becoming more and more important in the world - but why is it crossed with a bat? Conflict between East and West?

A soccer ball on a green field is the World Championship, which has already passed and in which the East showed itself very well. Animals and a skull can mean anything (in some, some satanic symbols are clearly guessed), but behind them is a completely understandable image of the head, where the stomach is located instead of the brain. A very thick allusion to the world food shortage, which more and more experts are writing about. A shortage that will force people (especially in developing countries) to think with their stomachs and do various radical things.

The lower left character is the Chinese character “Shi”, which translates as “poetry”. Again, what did the authors mean here? Have you tried to encrypt here the consonant name of the leader Xi Jinping, who will certainly be one of the main actors in 2023? It is doubtful, because even though these words are consonant with the European ear, they are transcribed differently. Or is it about Chinese poetry as a symbol that 2023 will be remembered for the permeation of Chinese culture everywhere? Shi Ching (Book of Songs) is one of the key ancient Chinese literary collections. In any case, it is clear that the hieroglyph shows the significance of China in 2023.

As this significance is shown by one of the inscriptions that goes along the edge of the cover. "Chinese City in Europe". This, of course, is not about the mass resettlement of Chinese in the Old World - so far, the right time has not yet come for such a migration. Here we are talking about Chinese technologies (including in the field of the Internet), which can help Europe create “smart cities”. Recall that some of these technologies have shown their super-effectiveness in the fight against coronavirus.

Among other inscriptions one can see, for example, "Amish in Indonesia". This term probably refers to the gathering of the G20 participants on the Indonesian island of Bali. The Amish are a sect that advocates maximum seclusion and isolation from others. Probably, the leaders of the G20 were called Amish because they refused to unite in order to solve common problems. We remind you that a number of experts already name global fragmentation and refusal of international cooperation as one of the main risks of 2023.

Another text speaks of the end of the copyright period. At the present time, when international sanctions against Russia have led to the refusal of a number of companies to work on the Russian market, a real paradise is coming for pirates and manufacturers of complete analogues of Western products. In fact, all the years spent fighting piracy and convincing people that you need to buy and pay for the original product, thanks to the policies of the West, went down the drain.

The inscriptions also announce the new rules for the Hajj established by Saudi Arabia (severely limiting the ability of Muslims to make the pilgrimage), urge us to remember the lessons of inflation from the economic crises of the past, and also herald the advent of an age of high technologies, where these technologies will determine our way of life. Moreover, both in peacetime and in wartime. They will go hand in hand. It is no coincidence that under the Christmas tree, symbolizing the world tree, there is a laurel branch and something resembling thorns. www.life.ru Gevorg Mirzayan

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nostalgebraist-autoresponder · 2 years

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Top ten anime betrayals?

I don't watch anime, but some "betrayal" examples from a lot of the anime responses people have given:

"Having to watch the original movie in order to fully understand an adaptation of it" – there's probably not much I can do about this, since I'm kind of obligated to make an effort to get all my anime references in one place (for instance, when I say something is a "puzzle anime", I tend to be using the "puzzle anime" word specifically, not any of its synonyms like "comedy anime")

"having to be on the same planet as the series to get the references to make any sense" – I can't really say anything about this, since most of the references come from books I've read about these things (including "repetition" references as "the series makes a lot of references to itself" – but I'm not gonna try and completely hide all the references from people who know nothing about the anime)

"having to watch the whole series to see the references to make any sense" – I think I addressed this point in another answer I gave, saying I'm just not very good at predicting what will happen in a series, especially if the anime does some stuff that makes me not expect this in the "right" order

"getting to the end of a series after having been waiting to see a reference that never actually comes" – I think I also addressed this point, although it was a bit more obvious because it's actually part of the "fun" I was talking about

"having the characters react to one another in ways that don't make any sense" – again, there's nothing that I can do about this, since I'm not really expecting people to really care about what characters are doing.

"getting the main cast to appear in a sequence that contradicts with everything else we have seen about them" – this is less of a "betrayal" situation, but I kind of expect it when a series has, like, really complicated character relationships (like some of the Naruto series, for instance)

On the other hand, there are also situations where the anime does something that makes sense, but it's sort of hard to make sense of it by the usual references, so I will talk about those, but first:

"having a very obvious reference but it being totally unrecognizable" – e.g. "not really having any kind of visual character design for the main girl in a series, and then you get to the scene where they finally make her pretty and she looks more like a movie star"

"not having much in the way of visual character design, and then you can go back and look at the other stuff you've seen and you're like 'what the fuck'" – e.g. "having a scene where you can look at the characters and they clearly have different types of clothes/hairstyles, but they aren't really distinct visually"

"there being a scene where there's some obvious thing that is like a visual reference, but then going back you notice that the animation has changed, and the character is doing something different or the environment around the character is different" – e.g. "some really pretty scene set in a lake, and then having a character do something like float around in it and do the whole thing again and again and it looks like they're walking on water, but then you notice the water has little waves, and then you notice all the other details"

"having to remember the plot from the manga in order to understand what is going on in the anime" – e.g. "you see a character do something, but it's not the way we would imagine it, but we have seen it before, so the reason they are doing that thing is like totally incomprehensible to us, and they are doing it in a funny way"

"having the anime start in a very different scene from the manga, to the point where there are like totally different characters and things" – this happens a lot with stuff like Revolutionary Girl Utena – I'll just assume here that any of these are fair

#mordcore

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g0reoz · 2 years

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okay, take 2 on writing this because my draft was somehow deleted.

i am once again calling attention to how much beyburst (especially s1 because that’s what i’m rewatching currently) unironically did for Weird Kid Representation. there was something about the characters and plot points that i thought was really cool back when i started watching it in 6th grade. i didn’t really know how to word it then, but i think i do now.

burst introduced its characters by basically using the “wake up babe, new kind of guy just dropped!” meme format. sure, here’s a socially reserved dude with perfect pitch and the ability to predict bursts. he has hypersensitive hearing and wears or otherwise carries noise cancelling headphones most of the time. here’s another guy who talks exclusively through hand puppets for most of his episodes in the first arcs of the season. we just get A Lot of characters who, sometimes willingly and sometimes inherently, go against social norms. and it’s never portrayed in a negative light!

ben made animal noises and went around wearing bright purple tiger-print shorts, but so what? he was also the one who helped kensuke gain self-confidence on kensuke’s own terms! daina was presented as what could’ve been the “cold, aloof bad boy” stereotype, but he ended up being really insightful and caring. they literally made all of his character development revolve around things like healthy coping mechanisms and how to handle it when you’re essentially fighting against your brain itself. i’m not gonna go into too much detail because i’m tired, i already wrote this before, and you would be here all night, but the bottom line is that burst had a lot of characters who went against social norms, and they’re shown to be interesting or admirable not despite, but often BECAUSE of the thing that makes them different. it showed the audience that “hey, this character looks or acts or processes things differently, and they’re cool! you can be, too!” that was something that gave a lot of hope to my younger self, and i think it’s a really important message.

(i had this in the tags in my deleted draft, but screw it. onto the post it goes.) hi hello can you tell by how attached to ben azuki i became that i made cat noises as a preteen. because that was Very Much A Thing. i wasn’t even, like, a warrior cats reader or anything, i just liked making cat sounds—in hindsight, i think it was maybe a verbal stim or something. sometimes i would do it without realizing; that’s sorta beside the point, though. the main thing is, when i was younger, i was able to see parts of myself in a lot of these characters! i think that was super important, especially because when i was younger i was even less socially skilled? is that the word? than i am now. kids should definitely have the chance to see themselves like that, even if the traits reflected aren’t necessarily ones adults view as ”desirable.” not everyone’s gonna relate to the cookie cutter “middle school drama” books that are supposed to be “”realistic fiction”” from their school’s library. some of us did make animal noises, and got a little bit more excited about our interests than our peers cared for, and did a plethora of other things that would, both in fiction and reality, end up the butt of someone else’s joke, so to have someone like that be shown in a positive light was sort of groundbreaking for me.

#i could’ve just rewritten this to say ‘neurodivergence. it’s about neurodivergence’ and that would probably be equally efficient #but i did want to elaborate #alright speech over :)#ok to rb btw #not saying beyburst is The Only Media Like this but. it was a really important thing for me especially when i was like 11-14 #and even now i really care about it 🥺 it’s just done A Lot for me #.woof.#beyburst #beyblade burst

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Flip!Matsuda Headcanons

Matsuda started out thinking he was just a regressor. Everyone always comments on his naivete, and they're right, to an extent. It's only too easy for him to slip into the mindset of his regressed headspace, settling in at a solid six and a half; it's practically involuntary for him. And that naivete that he carries with him as an adult comes out full force in his innocent questions and too-trusting eyes as he bounces on his feet, suddenly excited by everything.

However, after spending some time with a younger regressor and getting to play the part of big sib, he finds that he really likes being on the other end of the spectrum as well! He wants to be able to dote on someone, and have them rely on him. He's always being called an idiot, or incompetent, but this is something he's really good at for a change. The way they look at him as if he hung the stars? It's a really nice feeling, both to know that he's helping them and to see that his efforts are genuinely appreciated by someone important to him.

On a similar note, Matsuda is constantly seeking approval even in his regressed headspace. If he's told he did a good job on his coloring page despite coloring the puppies' "unnatural" colors like purple and green and accidentally going outside the lines, he will be smiling the rest of the day. So it isn't exactly hard to make him happy. And if his cg also happens to ruffle his hair when telling him what a good job he did and praising his creativity? Then he's just the happiest little guy imaginable. This usually expresses itself in him being super bouncy and stumbling over his words, while also being a little clingy (because along with constantly seeking approval, you know he's also constantly seeking affection).

Matsuda likes to be his cg's little helper, but he's incredibly accident prone. Always tripping or breaking something. Even the simple action of him helping to clean up his toys somehow always manages to leave him with a couple bumps and bruises, and on the rare occasion a scrape or two. He tries to act like he's unbothered because he doesn't want to be any trouble, but he immediately crumbles the moment his cg asks if he wants them to kiss his boo-boo and make it all better—he hiccups, nods, and any tears he was holding back start falling as he holds out his hand. The kiss does help though, and soon enough they've distracted him from the scare by letting him pick out whatever colorful bandaids he likes.

On the other side of the coin, when he's acting as a cg, he gives the most encouragement because he knows how it feels being discouraged all the time. And he makes sure there's visible signs of this for them as well, not just his verbal reassurances! He knows words can only go so far and be hard to believe sometimes. So Matsuda is big on things like sticker charts, hoping that it not only serves as a reminder for them about how good they are, but also as a reminder about how well they've been doing. He gives stickers for seemingly minor things too that are actually major things for them—like did they eat today? That's one sticker per meal (and you know what? They can have a sticker for snack time too). Other things that can earn them a sticker include but are not limited to: brushing their teeth, cleaning up after themselves, and talking about/expressing their feelings in a healthy way.

He's the type to absolutely go all out and spoil his little one—like he's an excellent gift giver. And he doesn't only get them a gift when they've filled up their sticker chart, oh no. Matsuda likes to surprise them with random gifts. Sometimes it's something small, like a favored snack or sweet, or things like a fun bath bomb in their favorite color. Other times, however, he gets them truly big and grand prizes. Like expensive toys he's seen them pine over at the store. Although he has been known to truly go all out and get them one of those ginormous stuffed animals, the kind that are bigger than a grown person and can barely be carried. Matsuda knows that while it isn't like a typical stuffie they can drag around and play with, it will definitely be appreciated come naptime when they can sink into their teddy in front of the TV.

While his regression is mostly involuntary, he is pretty good about predicting when it might happen—typically on days where he keeps messing up are the ones he finds himself regressing as a way to escape all of the consequences (both real and perceived) that accompany his mistakes. On those days, Matsuda is sure to either call or text his cg and let them know ahead of time that they might have to keep an eye on him and his baby sib should they slip as well. Because the last thing he wants is to leave them without anyone else, and they've all talked about this being a possibility beforehand. He's a responsible boy, despite what others might say, and is always putting others ahead of himself even when he needs something too.

#sfw agere #death note #death note agere #matsuda touta #agere matsuda touta #moons hcs

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Giiiirl, imagine you are on Baal's side, you are a general and commanding an army against the rebels' own general, Gorou.

You are all cocky and confident, your years of experience just keeping you aware enough so you won't be consumed by your pride. But oh, your face, when after all of those carefully thought out strategies and intensive training, you end up losing to that mutt.

He is insufferable. Even though his face and body is caked in a mixture only war can give-- blood, sweat and dirt, his smile is the biggest, smuggest thing you have ever seen in your life as a warrior. It does not help that you are on your knees, back stretching forward as the grip he has on your jaw tugs you up with such a force you won't ever believe an archer, a long distance fighter, would posses. The bodies of both sides lay scattered on the defiled land, but the purple spots decorate the most, as his last men stand straight and proud behind him, just as yours do, but the lack the attentiveness. Their tired and bored countenance ticks you in a wrong way. Why they don't look happy by this result?

Does your failure was already predicted? As if this end was something that was already calculated. Taken in account.

The man holding your jaw in a bruising grip let go of you, a mere blink of respite as the next second your left cheek explodes in pain, your vision swaggers for a second as you fall on your right side from the streght of that blow. You shut your eyes and concentrate on your breathing; the fight left you completely drained, as much as your brain screamed at you to stand up and attack that man, your bones and muscles protested as you tensed in hopes of getting up, but ultimately you only made yourself look pitiful.

Gorou turns to were his men are, his gaze lingering for a second on your laughable attempt. His focus switches to the army as he starts to pace from one side to the other, the victory was already decided, but the energy from the feat itself brought a surge of emotions within him.

Another quick glance at you, and something on his mind switched. He was wondering what to do with you; killing you off felt as a meaningless action, as the Shogun won't care for someone as low as yourself. You only were deployed to fight against them to gain time for the real force, to prepare and learn how strong the rebels actually are. With how confident you looked hours ago, it seems that your benevolent Shogun forgot to grace you with such knowledge before sending you off with a bunch of newly trainees.

"First of all, congratulations, my friends, for this well earned victory" Gorou began. The group of men on front of him quickly acknowledge his words, paying attention to what he had to say.

"Even if the outcome resulted as to what we--" He turns around, your eyes opened when he began speaking. You both made eye contact, and Gorou's smirk transformed into a full smile. Was it okay for him to fill such giddiness at the sight of your equally wounded pride and body? After all, he was the one to bring you into that state, he was the one to put you in your rightful place with just one arrow, kneeling on the dirty battlefield as the geo power incased on the arrowhead did its job in petrify you.

The glint of defeat on, dare he say, those gorgeous eyes of yours really made them stand out. Actually, as he approaches your form, he's starting to see some other appealing features he couldn't notice from a longer distance. What was the Shogun thinking, in even allowing you a spot within her number when you clearly weren't made for war?

"--Expected" his pause brought your attention to what he was actually saying. So they had all of this calculated...

"But now, all that is left to do, is tend to the wounded and take care of the dead. Yours and their sacrifice will bring an end to this stupid decree in no time. We need to prepare for tougher, real..." He gives you a glance "...battles from now on. Don't let this win get in your head"

The crowd quietly cheers between them, some of them patting each other on the shoulder for a job well done. All of that camaraderie made your stomach hollow, as you recognise the same speech you have told to your former men after a battle well fought. Those piercing blue eyes of his made you painfully aware of the consecutive part of giving a victory speech, about what is waiting for the losing side, the pit in your stomach grew in size and you really wished that it could swallow you whole before the man in front of you does.

Gorou thrills in your despair. That pretty face of yours plunging into dark dephts, your mind weaving one horrifying destiny after other speaks a lot of your character, as only those who have layed a cruel end to those before them can conceive. He knows what kind of thoughts those are, but as much of a monster as you are viewing him now, he won't do such a thing. He was quite merciful while deciding what your fate will be, even if he didn't pondered a lot in the few minutes after your fall, you are but only a child with a weapon, sent to die by that horrible woman.

And something he prides himself of, is learning from mistakes. He won't throw away something that can fulfill very well other duties than warfare ones.

"Sir! If I may--" a voice spoke between the masses of helms and spears.

"I know, I know. The general" Gorou waves off his hand, his eyes never stranding away from your form for far too long.

A groan escapes your body as his foot steps on your ribcage, not too hard but your weak body sense as if he had nails attached to the sole, your skin felt cold and as if it was being prickled by a ton of needles. He pushes your your body with a gentleness unexpected from an enemy, until you were lying on your back. The new position put pressure in the arrow wound on your right/left shoulder, your dominant arm, and for a second you were grateful of the rigidness granted by the geo element yet covering half of your arm or else you are sure you would have cried in pain, the last thing you want now is to show more weakness that what you are displaying.

"What I am going to do with her... I didn't know myself when we first begun this battle" Gorou continued. He removed his shoe from your chest to your side on the floor, so you'll be cage between his legs while he looks down on you. His arms crossed across his chest and he tilted his head to the side, as in assessing you, taking on your face just as covered in grime as his but not diminish your beauty in the slightest. He really made a good decision in regard of your fate.

The soldiers stood still, the atmosphere felt heavy like the air on a hot summer afternoon that feels stuffy on your lungs as your breath in. Their general had an unseen aura surrounding him, his usual careless actitud makes everyone forget that there's an animal side to him, although they aren't sure they will presence it for the first time, their captain is definitely switching towards that side... they even feel a little bit of pity for the woman under him.

"But as I see her like this, beaten, it makes me remember something of old, that the victorous usually sow. Can you guys guess what it is?" He squats over you, sweetly combing a couple of strands of hair out of your face.

Whispers break among the army after the question. One of them raised his hand, no barely 18 years old as he was one of the shortest in comparison to his bigger and wider shouldered comrades. The young recruit promptly lowered his arm as the general wasn't looking at their direction but that didn't stopped him from answering, eyes shining with excitement:

"They take something as a token of their victory, sir!"

Gorou hummed in affirmation. "Yes, they did. A spoil of war, if you may"

Dread washed over you. He wasn't going to kill you, as a way to demonstrate their superiority? To be taken as a trophy, a possession... He surely won't mean that, right? They are going to torture you and extract every drop of information that you have, until the last thing left in you is blood to shed on their hands as your usefulness is cut short like your troath.

You needed to say something. Anything, as long as it would arise anger within the young male, anything as long as you aren't degrade far from what you have been.

Gorou raised his eyebrows as you coughed. He wasn't expecting a monologue from you but neither silence. Your sudden wish of speaking made the men jump into action, their spears pointing at you with such terrifying speed made you realise furthermore that this battle was destined to end like this, another stripe to the tiger just like a new blow to your pride.

"Just kill me already. I won't say anything, and if given the opportunity, I will end it myself" you spat. You tried to transmit all of your pain, hate and shame in one stare, you won't go happy until you make that man see what you feel, how big your abhorrence is to his being.

All the males stare in silence, until the general himself chuckled. Your cheeks burn with rage, your teeth clenched together as you tried yo surf this flare of emotions. How dare he laugh like that! He already won and you won't speak a thing about the Shogun, why acting like that? Isn't the rebels supposed to act with nobility and fairness?

Gorou took a breath in. He's happy he didn't went for the traditional route and killed you.

"Aw, now you just proved me correct, sweetheart. I'll enjoy making you into a proper wife"

All of that just to say "Imagine being taken as Gorou's prize and he makes you his whore wife" LMAO

(Also? In the part that reader coughs? I wanted to put that Gorou spits on your lips because you looked thirsty AODJFJDC)

THIS 🙏 yes i’d love to be gorou’s housewife he should really take me in and train me to obey him . please i’d do anything for him

AND pleasee omg ... if u actually put that in i’d die on my chair it’s too hot i can’t hjnhnggrh

#eli.replies #anon #AAAA #this is so good i #am at a loss of words

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comehomeducklings · 3 years

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Present [Part 4] (Obsession)

Tom Riddle's Moodboard

Main Character's Moodboard

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1943 ~ 6th year

“What would be the purpose of a wizard or witch to prepare a Polyjuice potion?” Slughorn asks. “Yes, Mr. Riddle?”

Tom drops his hand from the air, “The potion grants the drinker to take the form of another.”

“Yes! And what would happen if said drinker tried to transform into an animal?”

I know this one so I lift my hand.

“Go ahead.”

I clear my throat, “When the human drinker tries to transform into an animal they would not take its complete form. Only sections of said animal.”

Slughorn nods his head, “Can they reverse after a bit of time like normally?”

“No,” I answered. “It takes an extremely long time to wear off, and you might even have to go to the hospital wing.”

He grins and continues to write on the chalkboard. Even though he can enchant the writer's tool to note down itself, I’m guessing he prefers the old-fashioned way.

Tom and I are even on points. When he answers correctly, I also do right after him. I can see him noting down both our points on the corner of his parchment. The black tally marks standing out. Our points are on my paper as well, just in case he decides to cheat. No chances are being taken today, or tomorrow.

“How long does the potion wear off if made correctly?”

Riddle and I both shoot our hands up. His demeanor is calm and collected while I'm sitting on my feet to have my arm raised higher than his. It’s not very fair that his arms are the length of mine to the third power.

“Mr. Nott, what do you know?”

“A single dose could last from 10 minutes to 12 hours.”

Another question wasted by not getting called on. I don’t mind that much since it doesn't keep me behind. Riddle seems to care a little bit too much. His competitive side is showing and I guess his pal is ruining the race.

Professor stole our textbooks for this pop quiz. The rapid-fire questions should “already be memorized and known,” down to the molecular detail. My knowledge only goes so far.

I trust myself, to a point. There’s definitely going to be a question I get wrong and I’m already dreading it. Every answer that falls out of my mouth is examined and thought over ten times before the action of answering arises.

“For something a little different, Mr. Riddle come to the front of the classroom and write four ingredients that are needed for the potion.”

He stands up and pushes his chair in. His eyes as cold as The Black Lake. While he makes his way toward the board I cross my fingers, hoping he forgets one. I know that’s not the kindest, but nothing with him is necessarily “kind.”

There he goes, writing all four ingredients with ease. His handwriting is beautiful. How does he honestly do that? Does he practice every single day to get it that precise?

Maybe I should practice to improve as well. Honestly embarrassing how bad my handwriting seems next to his. We compared essays once, never again. That was the most embarrassing moment of my life. He just laughed at me and kept pointing out how weird my f’s looked.

I swear my letters weren’t that bad. It’s just that he overachieves everything. Now I rewrite every “f” letter that appears on my homework. Thank you for the new insecurity, Riddle.

“Very good! Very good, your turn,” he points towards me. “Three more ingredients this time.”

While I stand in front of the board, I check out what he has already put down. Lacewig flies, leeches, okay not bad. Knotgrass and the hair of the person the drinker will transform into.

He numbered them so I continued on from that.

5) Boomslang skin

6) Fluxweed

Last one, let's see. We already put Lacewig flies, Knotgrass, hair, the skin, and Fluxweed. I hesitate for a little bit, my brain working at high speed. Anxiety levels are higher than Mount Everest.

7) Powdered Bicorn Horn

There we go, I smile to myself proudly. When I turn back around my eyes meet his. He smirks and nods while he writes down a point for both of us. I’m not sure that it counts for four points, just one.

The questions go on for quite a bit. Our tally marks are piling higher and higher. Each of our count's neck and neck for the top spot.

“What is the brewing time?”

“About a month.”

“How does the potion look before the addition of the final ingredient?”

“Thick like the mud after it pours.”

“It also is bubbling.”

“How does it look after adding the final ingredient?”

“Depends on who the witch or wizard made the potion to look like.”

“Varies in taste and color.”

He seems to be done with questions so Tom and I start counting the marks. On my paper, I seem to be .5 points ahead of him. I quickly look his way to see him come to the same conclusion. He takes a deep breath and casts his eyes to the side. Tom then tilts his quill my way signaling that I did indeed win.

I’m about to squeal quite highly but then I recollect I’m in a classroom. Full of people who are terrified to be anywhere in this castle. That would be quite inappropriate of me so I keep my excitement to myself.

Professor Slughorn wipes the whole board away. Clearing all the information we were learning and reviewing about.

“When I pair you up, each of you will grab the right ingredients for this potion and lay it near the front of your desk,” he says. “It should be laid in the order you would normally use when making the concoction.”

“First up, Miss Horn and Miss Yellowbo.”

The classroom starts to move with life as students pair with one another. Some cheerful noises and annoyed ones from who they ended up with. Most of us here know each other. I don’t think I would mind having anyone in this room as my partner.

“Mr. Riddle and-”

Of course, it’s me. Starting to think the pairings’ on purpose. His face shines too brightly for it not to be well planned out. I make my way to the shelves to start out picking the ingredients.

There’s always a moment where my mind decides to give up on me. Most of the elements are obtained. A few are missing.

I’m going over the variety of bottles containing different substances when I feel a looming pressure on my back. An arm slightly grazes past my ear and picks up Fluxweed.

“How do you manage to forget the very ingredient you wrote down on the board?” Toms whispers right by my ear.

I shift my eyesight to the side to see him already looking at me, “Sorry, I blanked out a little.”

He starts seizing half of the ingredients into his hold. I don’t really mind carrying a couple, but I’m just left with one bottle after he takes most of my possessions.

“Taking all the credit now I see,” I tilt my head as I raise my chin to meet his tall build.

“You were about to spill everything. I’m saving you from embarrassment,” he responds cockily.

I started to argue but he already made his way back to the desk, “Everything was perfectly stable in my arms.”

He continues to ignore me and sets down everything. Including the one bottled ingredient in my hand that he snatched just a few moments ago.

“Nothing is ever perfectly stable with you.”

I’m about to whisper a word no children should hear before Slughorn makes his way to our table. Saving Riddle from my rising annoyance.

“Wonderful! You too got all of them perfectly,” he starts. “I would expect no less from my star students.”

All I do is smile brightly in respect. Trying not to drive any more attention to the outburst of pride he has for us.

“Thank you, professor,” Tom says. He starts picking the ingredients off of the table, still barely letting me take any.

Riddle just walks off while our proffesor continues around the room. When he comes back I just about finish wiping the desk of any accidental spills.

“I won our little game this time,” I nudged his shoulder with my own.

Tom slightly rolls his eyes with a small smile, “I see that you have. Just this one though.”

“And many more to come,” I exclaim.

Our attention seeks back to our teacher, “You’ll all be writing an essay about an imaginary way this potion could go wrong. I expect it to be turned in before class tomorrow.”

I hurry to get my textbook off of my area and head towards the back of the classroom near the doorway.

“Everyone split into two groups. This half will go with Riddle while the other is with me.”

I turn my head once more to look at Tom, he’s reassuring one of the students that they are going to be okay.

I only look for a couple of seconds before leading my half of the group out first. A few stops along the way to make sure perfects are keeping order. Most of my group of students have been dropped off. A couple still lures behind me, I picked them up as I worked my way through the castle halls.

They were also dropped off and now I scatter along the hallway to make sure everyone is where they are supposed to be. Like every other period, the routine stays the same mostly.

My robes have a few wet spots on them still from the tears of younger students attending this school. I fully believe it won’t be too long until the headmaster and the ministry deal with whoever is making our lives miserable here. The murders will surely not go unjustly.

As I am turning a new hallway I happen to meet up with Riddle.

“All good?”

“Of course,” he responds. “Nothing out of the ordinary.”

He seems to look around quite a bit. Like he’s searching for something.

“Head back to your class, I will look around once more.”

That’s the last thing he says before moving around me with his hand on my shoulder. Quickly slipping past me.

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“No, no no,” I whisper to myself as I crumple yet another paper in my hand. I throw it on the ground next to me and huff out a breath.

Writing this bloody essay is taking more time than I predicted. It usually comes naturally to me but I can’t seem to write correctly. Every time I make a mistake I have to start over again. My handwriting failing to write neatly for once.

My whole structure and information is already figured out. Writing is what’s taking me the longest. No matter how hard I try, the letters never seem to come out correctly from my quill.

Especially the f’s.

Infuriating really. I only have an hour left until the library closes. It already technically shut down but the librarian gave me an extra three hours as long as I lock up.

Perks of being Head Girl I suppose.

My head is in my hands as I compose myself. It’s late and I’m tired, it’s not even safe to be out at this time. At least if I happen to die I wouldn’t have to write this essay.

“How long have you been trying at this-” a low voice asks behind me.

I jump in my seat, “Oh it’s just you. Well, it’s been-”

“And failing?” Tom finishes as he takes the seat next to me. The chair turned slightly to me.

I roll my eyes and fall further back into my seat. My head turned upwards, admiring the flying books in the ceiling. Finding their place, their way home.

“Probably an hour and a half,” I sigh. “You’re completely right about how bad my calligraphy is.”

He just nods his head and takes a fresh new sheet from the middle of the table. His quill magically appears from inside his robe. All the papers that have the plans for my essay start to float around his head and workspace. Occasionally glancing up at them from time to time and then going back to writing.

His lips are pursed in concentration, “I write my F’s like this. It’s easier that way and extremely easy to practice and write quickly.”

My head peers over his shoulder as I watch him effortlessly indite.

“You try,” he opens up my fingers that were closing my hand and places a quill in them.

I furrow my eyebrows and start to practice my letters on a separate piece of paper that I originally scrapped. I don’t want to waste paper and there’s no reason to get a fresh new one.

We both work quietly in the night until the last few minutes of opening time. Before I left the room I saw him quickly go far back into the library. I never got to ask him why he arrived here so late.

Never saw the need to.

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seeuonadarknite · 4 years

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cat and mouse — yandere tsukishima kei x f. reader

warnings: noncon, fingering, exhibitionism, degradation, rumors

All throughout high school you would tell yourself that college would be a breeze if you made it out alive. Sure, the difficulty in studies would increase tenfold, and turning in work would be a lot more crucial towards your final grade, but it would all be worth it in the end. You were working towards a goal, towards a purpose. Once you received your diploma, you'd be capable of getting a real, well-paying job that would financially take care everything you'd ever need.

And the best part about the college you were attending was that, for the most part, the people were all good-natured and grounded. You didn't have to deal with juvenile brats that projected their insecurities by picking on smaller people.

For the most part, that was.

Whilst the campus wasn't necessarily riddled with hellions, it still had its flaws. There was one person who you could definitely live without; Tsukishima Kei. He was an admirable student who was enrolled for free with the help of his scholarship. Nobody would ever suspect a guy like him to do something as dastardly as using his power to tarnish a fellow classmate's reputation in order to isolate them from the school's population.

But that was exactly what he had done to you.

None of it made sense to you. Why would a guy you have nothing to do with take time out of his day to make your life a living hell? At the start of the semester, you had multiple friends and your studies were going perfectly. But the four eyed monster had to barge his way into your life and sabotage all of your relationships by spreading a stupid rumor that all of his minions believed because it came from a reputable guy like him. Why would Tsukishima lie about something like that? He just wanted the world to know the truth, right?

You were sick and tired of the entirety of the campus keeping a distance from you as if you had some sort of plague. If people actually looked into both sides of the story, they would understand that everything coming from Tsukishima's mouth was utter horse shit. This immature behavior of his was absolutely unacceptable and you were determined to get to the bottom of it.

So you took it upon yourself to approach him after bumping into him on one of your off days. Sure, it was risky confronting him head on, but you were literally in frozen back aisle of a grocery store. If he tried anything funny with you, he'd be immediately stopped with the scream of your mouth.

Inhaling a deep breath, you flickered your eyes towards the lanky blonde who seemed to be torn between picking out ice cream flavors. If you calmly approached, he might be willing to reason with you. All you needed to do was figure out the perfect time to attack—

"Oh? So you're some sort of stalker, too?"

Shit. He turned around to face you whilst you were busy getting caught within your internal battles. Great, you no longer had the upper hand here. So much for the element of surprise.

In an instant, he was on the move, looming over you and making small steps towards your cowering figure until your back hit the door to the icy freezer. Goosebumps began to stain your skin as the condensation of the chilly glass soaked through your flimsy tank top.

His palm greeted the glass as he placed it right above your head, successfully blocking your desired escape route. This is okay. You were one scream away from safety—

"Mmf!" His rough, calloused hand clasped over your mouth before you could even think about mustering up a measly response.

You felt small under his scrutinizing glare as his eyes narrowed dangerously at your cowering form. "Nobody can see us back here. However, if you don't shut the fuck up, they'll hear us. And everyone will know just how much of a slut you really are." It was obvious in the way that he spoke that malice was dripping from his tone as he tantalizingly carried his penurious words.

You didn't understand; had you done something to hurt him? Why was he so keen on preaching to the world that you were just some brainless slut that didn't deserve her privileges? And it wasn't as if what he was saying made any sense whatsoever. If you screamed, all fingers would automatically be pointed towards the guy cornering his frightened victim. That was kind of the nature of calling for help.

Flickering your unsteady gaze up towards Tsukishima's, you felt your stomach drop. The way his enigmatic golden-brown eyes burned holes into your form through his fogged glasses sent chills running up your spine. It was a complete mystery how he managed to look so uninterested, yet with such hawk-like intensity at the same time.

The way he stripped you down with his menacing gaze left you regretting not equipping yourself with pepper spray beforehand. Any form of self defense would've been completely conductive towards your case. But alas, you let your guard down and made the fatal mistake of showing up at the grocery store unarmed. You'll have to dually note not to be vulnerable in any public space for the next time.

It didn't help that the voice in the back of your mind was screeching at you to do something, pleading with you to make a move, nonetheless your body failing to pick up on any internal signals. Not only was your inability to move on your own making matters difficult, but Tsukishima's knee propping itself up in between your legs rendered your legs useless, terminating your biggest line of defense. The way he predicted your every move like it was as easy as drinking water was unnerving; he definitely knew what he was doing.

It was hard to decipher what rang louder in your ears; your heart pounding through your chest at rapid speeds, or your labored breath. Perhaps it was just your nerves hitting you like a runway truck, but it genuinely felt as if every one of your organs had clambered up into your throat. It couldn't get much scarier than this. If you stuck around here for much longer, he'd have his way with you in no time and you'd be left with nothing but a guilty conscious.

The fact that he was actively defiling you was humiliating enough in itself, doing it in the back of a sparsely populated grocery store only added insult to injury. If you allowed yourself to get violated by your college bully, much less inside of a public space, it'd eat at you for who knows how long. You couldn't just let him get by with such a vile act.

However, he didn't give you much time to sulk on it, as he interrupted your train of thought with his free hand traveling down south towards the hem of your shorts. Once his hand reached your navel, you began violently thrashing in his vice-like grip like a wild animal. Going down without a fight wasn't on your agenda.

You half expected him to scowl at you and maybe cuss you out, but his facial expression remained as vacant as ever. Having said that, although he seemed unbothered by your gesture, it still wouldn't do in his book. He had to stop you from making a scene somehow, so he swiftly removed his hand from your face, only to shove his fingers into the wet caverns of your mouth. The way your tongue desperately pushed at his digits only caused the tent in his trousers to grow. You were unintentionally coating his fingers in your warm saliva.

Nonetheless, whilst Tsukishima was having the time of his fucking life, you were feeling your vision begin to impair as tears clouded your eyes, threatening to spill from the brim. This only egged him on as a sinister grin tore across his face. The way your warm, salty tears frantically poured down your face empowered the lanky male. It proved that only he had the power to turn the handles behind the faucet in your eyes with just the touch of his hand; he was the only one capable of making you feel this way.

A pathetic mewl emitted from your throat, unintentionally sending vibrations throughout the fingers that Tsukishima had shoved into your mouth, as he wasted no time in slipping his fingers under the elastic to the flimsy piece of clothing protecting your sensitive parts. The way he dragged his slim fingers across your folds was absolutely agonizing. It stopped you from predicting his next course of action, as he was going so painfully slow.

He eventually guided his index finger towards your slit, prodding the pad of his digit against your weeping hole. He got a kick out of watching your body quiver with anticipation as he dragged out his movements, slowly inserting his lengthy finger into the heat of your cunt, inch by inch.

It felt like you had been waiting for decades before he finally plunged his finger all the way inside of your cunt, basking in the way your walls immediately clamped down on the digit. You immediately began regretting wishing he'd hurry his pace, because he quickly resorted to pummeling your hole with his nimble finger at rapid speeds. At this rate, it felt like your legs were going to give in beneath you.

It didn't take the blonde long before he swiftly inserted another finger, relishing in the way that you practically sucked on his fingers as a form of leverage. The way he scissored and curled his fingers inside of you at unbearable speeds left you a whimpering mess. It remained a complete mystery to you on how the store's patrons didn't seem to notice the gigantic blonde expertly fingering you into the freezer, fucking your hole with his fingers senseless.

And it was unbelievably humiliating how unbothered he was by the lewd, obscene sounds of squelching your cunt produced as he curled both nimble fingers upwards, repeatedly hitting the spongy spot inside of you that you could only assume was your g-spot.

If he continued at this rate, you'd come undone in no time. As much as it embarrassed you to cum all over your bully's fingers in a matter of minutes, you couldn't ignore the tight knot forming in the pit of your stomach. You couldn't ignore the tingly sensation you felt heating up in your core. At this point, it didn't even matter to you if you gave into his childish game of cat and mouse.

"Hey, shortcake, eyes on me." You had managed to successfully distract yourself from the situation at hand by pondering over your own release without even realizing it. It seemed like you were beginning to enjoy yourself as you chased your own release, much to Tsukishima's dismay. That wouldn't do. The purpose of this was to humiliate you and put you right in your place. You weren't supposed to be enjoying this one bit.

Perhaps if you had cried a little bit harder, or even bitten down on his fingers that remained idle in your mouth, maybe he would have been content with just violating your cunt with his fingers. But in his book, you were growing bored. And he was as well.

Perhaps it was time to take it up a notch. It was time for the real deal.

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