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Love and Paranoia

Chapter One

Fandom: Red Dead Redemption

Pairing: Kieran Duffy x female reader

Summary: Ever since Kieran Duffy had been tied to that damn tree by your tent you've been pestered by your unavoidable guilt, were you a terrible individual for standing by and letting him be treated as he was? Or were you an idiot not seeing him for who he really is. Who the camp say he is.

Chapter Song: Paranoid Android - Radiohead (lyrics in bold)

Tossing and turning rather than getting a good healthy sleep was a common occurrence for you at bed time. Tonight was different though, you were actually very tired and more than ready to get a full night's sleep, this time your torment was not being caused by your own rushing mind but an unforgiving constant shuffling and infrequent thumping from just outside of your tent. You'd pinned it in your mind on Cain, the overly friendly dog that hung around camp, and you believed he would run off at some distraction soon enough. It was only when the thudding increased greatly that you became tense and made a swift impulsive movement up onto your feet. You grab your beaten up old long leather coat and scratched up and engraved in cattleman revolver that both were sitting right by your bedroll as they were each night. With the coat draped over your shoulders, not doing much to heat your body in just your black nightdress underneath. You push confidently out the front of the tent, gun clutched in a steel grip. A thud emits from somewhere on the left of you and whip your head around to be met with a familiar shadowy figure struggling against the tree beside your tent.

You: "god damnit O'Driscoll, what'chu doin' over there?!"

Irritated, you fly your hands around in expression when you speak. Gun still armed.

Kieran: "I- I'm sorry miss- I was just"

You : "just what?"

Your eyes slim and jaw clenched

Kieran: "I..."

His lack of explanation was enough for you to pace towards him and grab ahold of the ropes that bound him to the tree to give them a merciless tightening.

You: "not another peep, ya' here?"

His defeated eyes hit the ground and after a few steps back to your tent so does your stomach, wrapping the coat around your body and folding your arms. You say in a more tender but still blunt tone with noticeable guilt:

You: "Please could you stop the noise I'm trying to get some rest, okay?"

He nods, staring down still. You move forward on impulse for a moment but hold off your empathetic instinct and turn back towards your tent. After just one step you notice a shuffling noise from the wooded dark area ahead of you.

Kieran: "What's that?"

He whips his head back up

You: "nothin'. Your bein' paranoid"

Kieran: "I may be paranoid, but not an idiot, even the people in this camp wanna hurt me- I- I'm not really all that safe wherever I am miss"

He explains, his voice lowering to eventually almost a whisper as he speaks. You look back at him and scan his face shortly, realising he's right to think the way he does. Suddenly a massive thump and then distressed sound immediately identifiable to a horse pierces your ears followed by an incredible cloud of dust from the dirt as a large animal hurdles erratically from out of the woods to a bit before your tent and collapses. The creature does not give out on its crying. The dust and the screaming pushes your mind to a panic state and you run to the familiar horse that layed before you. Kieran, all the while, flinching and gasping at the scene. You soon enough recognise the beast to be your spotted brown dutch warmblood, Puncher. You knelt before him and searched his body for wounds, the helpless feeling growing from your searching fingertips to throughout your entire body. Seeing your big and strong companion laying on his side, kicking and squealing had you panic-stricken.

Kieran: "i-it's his ankle!"

You: "what?!"

You manage to pull your hard stare from Puncher for a moment to peer back at a worried Kieran with his head twisted around awkwardly to be able to see you and your horse both as helpless as eachother.

Kieran: "his ankles broken miss y/n!"

You whip your head back to your horse and realise he's spot on when you finally notice the dislodged look of just above his hoof to his leg.

Kieran: "l-let me out and I can help!"

You: "no way! I can't do that!"

Kieran: "please, miss, I swear on my life I won't do nothin'. I just wanna help your horse"

His more calmed tone eased you a surprising amount. You spring up from your squat and pace back into your tent, Kieran watching you intently whilst still flickering his eyes back onto Puncher on the ground. You come out a second later with your patterned/engraved-in knife and head straight for Kieran, grabbing ahold of his bounds and making short work of each rope. Kieran falls forwards upon release, letting out a few small sighs and sounds of relief whilst moving his wrists carefully to work them back into the regularity of motion.

You: "hey, help my horse O'Driscoll!"

You command, frustrated at his momentary dwelling. Kieran flinches at your raised tone before rushing to the floored beast. He kneels slowly, whispering gentle 'sshh sshh's and 'its okay boy's, leaving you in awe of how quickly he calms your horse. Not completely since he was still obviously in alot of pain but enough to allow Kieran to lay extremely gentle fingers on the injured ankle in assessment. You kneel close next to Kieran.

You: "oh, Puncher, how'd you manage to get away from your post boy?"

You speak directly to your frightened friend, petting his face and head soothingly as you maintained contact with his delicate eyes.

Kieran: "the post you always hitch him to has been loose for a while, real loose"

You: "huh?"

Kieran: "I just noticed is all. Got alot of of time to observe y'know"

You: "well... why didn't you say somethin' then?"

Kieran: "s-sorry miss"

You break eye contact with your horse and peer to Kieran to be met with a maintained concentrated glare at the ankle.

You: "are you frightened of me Kieran?"

Kieran: "huh- sorry miss?"

He looks at you

You: "your ever so nervous boy. You don't gotta be. I know I seem like I'm on a war path sometimes but, I ain't got nothin' against you... and, I do know you ain't no O'Driscoll really. I can tell"

Kieran: "I... appreciate that, miss"

You take a deep breath and bring yourself back to the situation.

You: "the hell d'you reckon happened?"

Kieran: "this sorta injury, coulda been a fall from some sorta great height or somethin'. But I'll tell you now there ain't nothin' we can do but push that ankle back into place, and it ain't gonna be pretty miss"

You: "b-but he'll be okay, no?"

Kieran: "maybe"

He sighs

You: "the hell d'you mean maybe?"

Your brows screwed together in resistance to the information you were receiving.

Kieran: "you probably won't be able to ride him again, and if he messes it up again by not being able to keep still..."

His silence communicates the horror of the situation he was trying to get across.

You: "n-no"

You felt like crying

Kieran: "ju-just hold on, he can still be okay, alright?"

Kieran places his hands around Puncher's ankle after enough examination and with one quick movement pushes the swollen ankle back into place. Puncher lets out an ear piercing squeal and you gasp, distraught seeing your boy in so much pain. His legs begin kicking outwards and Kieran grabs ahold of your shoulders to pull you back away from the horse only for you to crawl straight back to him and try to hold his quickly moving head.

You: "boy, Puncher, it's me. C'mon"

You stroke the sides of his head and gradually calm him. You hear a wobbly 'uuhh' from Kieran beside you but don't divide your attention from your horse until the footsteps he seemed to be reacting to became noticeable. You twist round to see Hosea stood with a lantern in one hand and a shotgun in the other, a fair few steps from where you and Kieran sat in the dirt.

Hosea: "what on earth is all this noise?"

Is all he exclaims in a low tone.

You: "I- it's puncher, he ripped his post out the ground and managed to break his ankle"

Hosea: "oh, y/n"

His gaze softens and he moves closer to you before finally commenting on the elephant in the room, being trembling Kieran.

Hosea: "and why the hell isn't he tied to a damn tree?"

You: "he knows about horses Hosea, he's spoken before about working in a stable. He was just helping me-"

Before you could babble further trying to defend your actions of releasing Kieran aswell as the man himself you were cut off by the dominating action of Hosea grabbing ahold of Kierans upper arm and pulling him not so gently to his feet.

You: "you won't hurt him or nothin' will ya'?"

You spring to your feet and ask in a tone that almost sounds begging.

Hosea: "I suppose I have no reason to"

His gaze changes from you to him and hardens when doing so

Hosea: "but you stay well away from this girl, you understand boy? No more sweet talkin' your way out of ropes. Or I'll be the first one to teach you a lesson"

Kieran: "yes sir, I- I weren't sweet talkin' but yes sir"

Hosea looks back at you in almost disbelief that Kieran would appose to his commands or beliefs.

You: "he weren't, Hosea, I let him out on my own accord. Swear it."

You tell him with vulnerable eye contact. You share a very quick glance with Kieran before he's hauled in the other direction by the arm to be tied elsewhere to another, more distant tree.

Upon looking back at your horse, he'd now seemed to calm quite a bit, with the occasional grunt or quickness of breath to soon be controlled again. As well as he was laying upright and not flopped onto his side as he previously appeared. Hosea soon showed beside you, kneeling and laying down his gun so he could hold his hand in a rubbing motion on your upper back whilst the other kept the lantern upright.

Hosea: "y'know horses aren't all that good at healing up broken bones y/n... You remember why?"

He asks gently

You: "cus they can't keep still"

You answer with a bitter sweet smile, remembering one of the many lessons Hosea had given you as a girl. This particular one arising upon your questioning of where Hosea's black Tennessee walker mare with the broken leg had gone.

You: "he could still be alright though- Kieran said"

Hosea: "did he now"

He asks rhetorically in an innocent enough tone.

Hosea: "well how about we give him a new hitching po-"

You: "I'm not leaving him"

Hosea laughs just a bit

Hosea: "oh I know. That's why I was about to say, how about we give Puncher a new hitching post right here. Right by your tent so you can still hear him right next to you when you go back to bed"

You: "that... that sounds lovely Hosea, thankyou"

Hosea: "the least I can do, my girl. The least I can do"

He rubs the top of your head with his palm, messing your hair in a tease before lifting himself back into a stand (grabbing his gun in the motion) and heading back toward his tent to drop his things off. The lantern no longer really needed as it was already becoming light now.

Hosea: "you go back to bed y/n, I'll fix it up"

You: "no don't be silly-"

He cuts you off

Hosea: "it won't take a minute, it's just a stick in the ground. Get some sleep y/n"

You: "well, alright then, thankyou Hosea"

Your head aches a little waking up. A stuffy feeling throughout your body but nothing you were confused by as you'd been up till daybreak again. Nothing an active, or rather distracted, mind and some fresh air wouldn't fix. After a few moments of sitting up and taking in your surroundings you were reminded of last night's quite dramatic scenario as you hear a soft grunt from Puncher beside your tent. You chuck on some general work clothes and head out your tent, heading directly to Puncher. You were overjoyed to find him still contently layed down and not attempting too much to any movement. You give a little head scratch to him with a warm smile.

You: "good boy Puncher, you keep this up and you'll be better in no time"

You greet your horse under your breath.

Hosea: "I gave him a few sleepy herbs so he wouldn't necessarily want to stretch his legs all that much"

The familiar comfort of the smell of coffee paired with Hosea's voice both drew closer from behind you. Hosea hands you a cup of coffee and takes a few sips from his own before shooting you a tired smile.

Hosea: "he's s good horse, y/n, and I reckon he might just be alright"

He gives a heavy pat to your back and then leaves you once again. This morning had you feeling today was going to be alright.

After a sit down with Puncher to drink your coffee and give him some nice scratches you headed toward the centre of the camp to grab your hunting gear and a few bags. It only took until you equipped your bow and turned your body toward the horse station that it hit you.

"shit"

You mutter. You scan the lot of horses in an attempt to find one that you were certain wouldn't need to be used by their owner at any point today (knowing this would be quite a drawn-out hunting trip and couldn't predict just how long you'd be out) but you already knew there was really no use.

"god damnit"

You exclaim and drop the bow back to the small desk in defeat. You only look back up when you hear some fuss from a corner of camp. You, unsurprisingly, find Dutch giving Kieran grief from his new post. You sigh and stride over. Knowing exactly what this is all about.

Dutch: "heard you weaseled outa' these last night O'Driscoll"

You: "no, Dutch, he didn't."

Dutch turns to you, his hands on his hips and one brow upright curiously.

You: "I needed his help with Puncher, he broke his ankle"

Dutch: "so you just let him out? You should have gotten one of us y/n"

He tries his best to sound empathetic

You: "Kieran knows about horses, Dutch"

Dutch: "that's nice"

He answers in a belittling manor

You: "god damnit, he's alright y'know. He ain't no O'Driscoll monster, I don't know why we even still got him tied up like this"

A few heads begin to turn throughout the camp

Dutch: "I know that. But we still can't trust him"

You: "fine... but I hope you feel bad"

You throw a hand in the air in defeat and turn again to leave it at that

Dutch: "excuse me?"

Those two words give you a dropping sensation in your stomach. You hated being told off by Dutch more than alot of things.

Hosea: "it is a bit... inhumane, Dutch"

He pipes up between drags of his cigarette

Hosea: "he's an alright kid. He helped alot with y/n's horse for sure. Plus... he took me to get some herbs for him aswell"

You: "huh?"

Hosea: "I don't have a clue in the world where to find sleepy herbs for horses y/n. But this kid sure does. If he's all that bad, how come he didn't just run off or kill me"

He makes his point and then gets that familiar look in his eye that he always does that indicates that he is fully standing his ground. Dutch knows the look and doesn't argue, just leaving it at a slightly petty, grumbly comment.

Dutch: "probably 'cus you were the one with the guns"

He heads back to his tent with a head shake. You decide there and then what you were going to do about the hunting situation.

You: "c'mon, I'm going hunting and your gonna show me where you get those herbs from"

You command and grab ahold of Kieran's bounds once again but this time civilly undoing them rather than knifing at them.

Dutch: "hey!"

He calls

You: "he's gonna show me where those herbs are, that's all! Plus I need some extra hands"

Dutch simply sighs and shakes his head. As you begin to pace forward Kieran absentmindedly stares off before noticing and doing a little jog to catch up. On your way you receive another signature Hosea pat.

Hosea: "be safe y/n"

You: "I will. See ya' round"

You make your way directly back to your things. When collecting them up suddenly a strong grip takes ahold of your shoulder and pulls you round to see the body the arm was extended from.

Arthur: "sorry y/n, huntin' is gonna have to wait"

You: "what?"

Arthur: "I need your pet for a bit, don't worry I ain't gonna hurt him"

He gives a gruff laugh

You: "tell me what's going on Arthur!"

Arthur, now grabbing ahold of Kieran and dragging him toward the horse station. You would've thought the poor thing would be used to being dragged by the arm by now but he still looked so worried under Arthur's force.

Arthur: "he's gonna show me where our old friend Colm is hiding out, aren't ya' son?"

Kieran: "oh um, yes of course sir"

He goes along, remembering his promise to do just that after the gruesome threat of gelding the day previous (which you'd been unlucky enough to watch unfold but smart enough to know they wouldn't actually do anything and didn't interfere), the only reason the gang was actually keeping him around other than him knowing where camp was.

You: "I'm coming."

You demand rather than ask, Arthur giving an eye roll as he recognised that stubborn force painted all over you.

Arthur: "fine"

He grumbles and pulls himself up onto his horse

Arthur: "Bill, John, let's go!"

He calls

John: "we goin' to see Colm?"

Arthur: "according to him, yes we are"

You, with a hand, place yourself on the back of Arthur's horse and clutch your hands comfortably on his sides.

Kieran had given some fairly vague directions with the promise of more detail closer to the cabin Colm was supposedly in. Now just a little bit into the woods, the atmosphere wasn't lacking any talkative characters between you.

John: "Sharing saddle with an O'Driscoll, never thought I'd see the day"

Kieran: "I told you, I ain't no O'Driscoll"

John: "you look like one... and you smell like one, jesus"

Kieran: "I smell like horse shit!"

The men laugh

You: "only cus you boys probably chucked it at him, you god damn animals"

You add with a huff of resistant laughter

Arthur: "so how come your all cozy all of a sudden with this 'Kieran'. Not like you to make friends too easy"

You: "I ain't cozy with nobody Arthur. I just... well someone oughta' look out for him"

Arthur: "not really"

You: "why not?"

Irritation evident in your voice

Arthur: "'cus we don't know the first thing about him. He could be leading us to our deaths right now y/n. Don't trust nobody but eachother, you know that"

He preaches

You: "course I do. But he is one of us now, whether you like it or not. Unless he actually does lead us to some trap today, he's one of our boys now... plus I think it's downright evil how you men treat him, which is of no consequence at all- which is exactly why you do it. People shouldn't have that sorta power in my opinion is all I'm sayin'"

Arthur: "your gonna get yourself killed with your opinion one day y/n"

Arthur shakes his head endearingly as he speaks with a small smile. Knowing he probably doesn't have the smarts to up your point. The other two stay quiet aswell. It's mainly silent until a little peep from the back of John's horse.

Kieran: "thankyou miss"

You don't answer in any way, keeping your typical cold composure to remind him and the others that no matter your opinion on matters such as those regarding empathy and morals you were still stoic and only loyal to few. Sticking up for the underdog was starting to become associated with you so very quickly and you didn't like it one bit.

Soon enough, after quite a bit of bickering between the boys and Kieran, you were perched with the three men on the top of a hill, watching three O'Driscoll's heading back to the hideout. John suddenly pulls Kieran back to his chest by gripping a hand over his mouth and then placing a gun to the side of his head in threat to keep quiet. Two of them reached the camp and had stopped walking, one stopped to piss on a tree. A bit before the other two who stood together.

Bill: "alright Morgan, what're we gonna do about the pisser? The one by the tree"

You: "I've got this"

You draw your bow and with one smooth release take out the man with an arrow through the brain.

Bill: "nice one little lady"

You: "call me that again and you won't be likin' my bow work anymore Bill"

He gives a quiet little chuckle

Arthur: "follow my lead and stay focused"

He adds in a stoic tone and starts creeping forward, throwing knife in hand. Bill equips the same and you hold onto you bow - John mindlessly dropping his gun in an attempt to keep up and replacing it with his knife.

John: "don't move"

He whispers to Kieran and the three of you push up with Arthur. After reaching the bottom of the hill and hidden almost in plain site right by the camp Arthur's tone rushes to a shout.

Arthur: "right, take 'em out"

Swiftly grabbing ahold of your shotgun and the others equipping their firearms in sync, the scene turns to a shootout with the conveniently small O'Driscoll group. The three of you manage to skillfully take them out fairly quickly.

Bill: "these O'Driscoll sons of bitches got supplies!"

He yells in that common Bill excitement and you and John follow him in collecting up supplies from around the unlit campfire as well as the corpses scattered around. A sudden bang knocks you back and almost off your feet, dropping the body you were looting and whipping your head round to see Arthur layed on his back with his hands held out helplessly as a man stood in the doorframe of the cabin Colm was supposed to be in held a gun pointed between Arthur's eyes. You absolutely panic and instead of any motion you scream:

"Arthur!"

Another bang brings a hand to your mouth as you really thought for a moment that Arthur had been killed. It was only when the man above him dropped the gun and slowly brought a hand to his chest your breath is forced to a sigh of relief before returning to usual. He collapses and so does Arthur, presumably in relief, when he turns his head, as do you (almost in sync) to see Kieran holding John's revolver with a trembling grip.

Kieran: "you okay?!"

Arthur: "yes, thank you"

He responds in defeat. You speed walk over to the scene and automatically extend an arm to help up Arthur. Once on his feet there's not a second before your revolver is pointed into the cabin.

You: "Colm O'Driscoll!"

You exclaim, rapidly scanning the cabin with your gun pointed to find an empty room. You drop your arm to your side in defeat and stare back at Arthur with a pissed expression.

Arthur: "you set us up!"

He yells, pacing toward Kieran, you sigh. Crouching down to rest your elbows on your knees and drop your head in your hands.

Kieran: "no-no I didn't!"

Arthur: "yes you did! Colm O'Driscoll ain't here!"

He exclaims, poking his pointer into his chest in a jab.

Kieran: "no he was here! He was here I swear!"

He almost cries, raw distress in his voice

Kieran: "if I was settin' you up why would I save you?!"

Bill: "he's got a point Arthur"

He chips in as him and John emerge beside Arthur

Arthur: "fine, get outta' here"

He grumbles. You spring your head back up to watch this unfold as the situation finally caught your interest. Arthur grabs ahold of Kieran's upper arm but finally not to drag him somewhere but rather throw him forward away from the group.

Arthur: "I'm lettin' you get away, now get lost!"

You: "hold on-"

You try to pipe up but, much to your suprise, Kieran makes a much better point in his defense than you'd ever.

Kieran: "throwin' me out is as good as killin' me! Out there?! Colm is gonna lose his mind over this!"

He yells in the face of three men much bigger and much stronger than him, you almost felt proud of the man who had kept a scared kitten sort of front all the way up until now.

Kieran: "as the lady said, I'm one of you now whether you like it or not!"

Arthur: "fine. Let's get back to camp"

He walks forward and the others follow

You: "Kieran's coming with me, I still need to go get herbs for my horse"

You add and grab (absentmindedly) harshly ahold of Kieran's shoulder.

Kieran: "you got the money then?"

Arthur: "what money?"

Kieran: "Colm usually stores some money in the cabin. In the fireplace!"

He exclaims excitedly, pulling from your grip back toward the cabin before being reasonably shut down by Arthur.

Arthur: "I'll get it. Bill, tell Dutch, Kieran ain't worth killin'... yet"

Bill: "you got that right"

He chuckles back as their voices become farther and soon hooves can be heard pushing into the dirt.

You: "right"

You peer down at your watch

You: "we've still got an alright amount of day left. Let's go back down to Valentine"

You say and begin to walk off, Kieran once again having to quickly hop forward to catch up.

Kieran: "oh, uh, they won't sell the herbs Puncher needs in general stores miss"

You abruptly turn to face him

You: "don't you remember my name?"

Kieran: "no I do, I mean, I've heard it. People calling you and stuff. It's y/n isn't it?"

You: "that's right"

You smirk and let out a small huff at his ever-nervous manor

Kieran: "just, miss and ma'am is polite and all"

You turn your back and carry on walking

You: "whatever you say, sir, but I find calling someone by their name to be polite"

Kieran: "then I will... y/n... b-but like I said-"

You: "we ain't goin' to the general store, I've got enough money on me right now so (you sigh) we're gonna go buy yourself a horse"

Kieran: "a horse! Really?! Your pulling my leg miss- I mean y/n"

Pure excitement in his words

You: "no, I ain't, but my horse went and pulled his leg if you know what I mean"

You laugh to yourself

You: "and we ain't gonna get far without a horse carrying the load of supplies we're bringin' back. Which we can also pick up in Valentine"

Kieran: "I don't know what to say!"

You: "as little as possible would be preferable"

You pick up the pace

You: "your god damn lucky day, huh"

You grumble under your breath. A giddy Kieran following close behind you - visibly resisting expressing his excitement through blabbering by holding his lips painfully tight.

Chapter Two:

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the-nysh · 11 months

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Time for some in-depth trigunbookclub notes! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ First story arc 'episode': vol1 ch00-04~

A bit of a late start but I'm planning to reread the series again with the overhaul translation, hoping to catch what I might've missed the first time around vs Dark Horse's. Paying attention with more informed, detailed thoughts and impressions from the perspective of already knowing what happens later in the story. Special thanks to cerealandchoccymilk's translation notes comparing to their japanese copy for additional clarity!

Flipping through these pages again, and gosh I'm already surprised at how much information's densely packed in here! (I...may have miscalculated how long these commentaries might take...) I've already made some notes for the opening ch00: 'High Noon at July' prologue, and I'm not sure how far I can sustain this same level of detail (maybe I'll surprise myself), but for now I'll try to focus on what else I can observe and talk about from the manga's first official story 'arc' - which lasts for the first 3ish chapters, corresponding to the 98anime's episode 5: 'Hard Puncher.' Stampede actually begins with this same story arc in eps1-2! :O In short, about the town suffering in decline from their malfunctioning Plant problems, desperately in need of money that Everyone (citizens, hunters, and outlaws alike) chases after Vash for the huge bounty on his head, until the Nebraska family shows up to escalate more trouble.

Yup, that's where the manga's story begins, as ch4 already speeds right on through to the Sand Steamer arc! (After a 2 week timeskip) Which the 98anime adapts later in ep7, and Stampede ep6! :O So the pace of the early manga is considerably much denser and faster, with plenty of details to note in between.

After the prologue sets the tone--ominously post-disaster with human survival and hope, ch1 opens with the iconic shot of Vash's Wanted poster. Many people have already noticed the...unusually vague and contradictory bits of information on him. So much is 'unknown' (note: Dark Horse lists an unknown birthplace while overhaul lists an unclear appearance) and yet...he's suspected to be the 'murderer' of someone with a fancy alias, as a 'young' (est age24) horrible killer who's also a pacifist?? 🤔 (How does that contradiction work out?) Who's believed 'capable' of mass destruction...and yet, there's nothing really conclusive he's indicted with here. Most of it feels like unconfirmed rumors and hearsay, so what's the actual truth? Who is he really? There's the additional tonal whiplash of seeing his ~smiley smiley~ easygoing (and old western themed) mugshot in contrast to the prologue's (sci-fi) bleak & desolate shot of a city that looks eerily destroyed by a post-nuclear bomb, released or shot from a clear direction leveled at ground zero. Something disastrously huge happened here to account for that ridiculous sum of $$60 billion on his head, with way more missing info than the suspicions he's listed for. Something doesn't add up here, so that's what the rest of the story's about--for us to find out~

First impressions of actual manga Vash (just from this introductory arc alone)....and he's a cute & silly little guy! :'D Whose attention is sharp and alert (he's definitely no idiot) to his surroundings sensing danger, with quick reaction times and even quicker resourceful fingers. A little odd and creature-y; how does he move that way and get himself into so many ridiculously contorted pretzel upskirt positions?! (Ahem: Nightow gives him all the 'fanservice' shots so the women don't have to; I respect that~ Hey, and why do the 4 buttons on his coat's collar keep mysteriously unbuttoning away in the breeze like that too, c'mon!!) Very animated and openly emotive with range, from the uwuest sad puppy eyes ever seen (accentuated with pretty corner lashes~) to flipping into irritation as someone who's not above using petty sass to make his points either. Oh he cries, both blubbering to himself about his own misfortunes and empathetic to others' pain, and oh he gets angry with dialed up severity too. And yet...he's a nice guy (who's gentle and considerate with women!!! 📣 with none of that 98 weirdness shown here at least, and easily makes friends with kids; all these are good signs) with an aloof air of mysterious distance, like he's a tired, traveling loner. Who seems like he'd just happily prefer to keep to himself out of trouble, simply trying to enjoy his meals in peace...until people rudely inconvenience him or interrupt his day with violent guns blazing!! D: Oh my god what an upsetting life (everyone's so mean to him~) give this poor guy a break with some actual Rest and peace please!

More in-depth thoughts from chapter 01: 'The 60 Billion Double Dollar Man' Immediately the setting is a very lawless, harsh place to live. With daily injuries and murder cases galore, where violence is so commonplace that even kids yearn for their own guns someday (wow D:) People might be cold and inconsiderate to others, cause everyone has it Hard here--everyday is a struggle, but the biggest telling observation -to me- is that no one is evil. :O Everyone presented this arc simply does what they must to survive, that resorting to violence (without malice) simply becomes a necessitated choice or way of life for many. :') That, in itself, clues me in that humanity is not evil, despite how it may appear. (I'll continue this more.)

I say this because the group of bandits who violently open fire on Vash in the diner, aren't there to hurt anybody else--they're only after his bounty (nothing personal), and in fact they assure the waitress they'll even repair the damages with that money later. Vash Notices(tm)~ Creatively resolving the situation thru non-lethal distraction, attrition, and his de-escalation + marskman skills using a child's toy. (So you see kid~ real guns aren't needed to win and save the day~) And I'm glad the overhaul translation made it clear the group volunteered giving up all their clothes & weapons to pay for the diner's damages as they concede defeat (that was...nice? of them), rather than simply walking away in humbled shame. Cause in the Dark Horse tl and old anime I didn't quite understand why they all suddenly stripped like that (to Vash's uncomfortable surprise: he didn't make them or expect they'd do that gesture either.)

We get some of our first classic Vash lines! yay~ Dark Horse kinda awkwardly botches his purple-prosey way to express his ongoing quest for 'Love & Peace,' so overhaul sounds more natural and faithful to the 98anime here: "[I'm a] hunter of peace, who continues to chase the elusive mayfly of love." (as opposed to a 'peaceful hunter' for the 'dragonfly' of love...which doesn't make much sense, since dragonflies are the hunters Dark Horse pls) Because striving for peace in this violent land is hard, and love itself (not necessarily 'romantic,' since familial and platonic kinds exist too) is as rare, short-lived, and precious to find here as a mayfly's tragically short lifespan...:') Man...

The whole thrifty 'price of one bullet for [insert any amount of food]' joke, cause whether pizza, pancakes (he ate those in the 98anime here), or donuts, his point still stands that choosing more food to live is more important/valuable than buying more bullets for killing & violence~

Violence which! He reasons that since no one likes to receive pain, he's decided to avoid any casualties. Apparently Dark Horse has the more accurate tl here, as it's about 'receiving' it: "pain isn't something anyone likes, right?" over rhetorically asking whether anyone can forgive 'doing harm' (overhaul). Because just SAYIN, as someone like him who personally KNOWS pain and what it's like to receive it etched all over his body, of course he'd feel awful and project empathize when others get hurt too. Never wishing they'd come to suffer the same as him. As long as he can help it, never again--whether that's to the pacifist level of preventing, stopping, relieving, or taking their pain upon himself in their place. But perhaps only lightly alluded to though or maybe I'm reading too much into his awkward sweating closed-off expression, since even he can't fully explain it yet; all the pain and scars of his past and the reasons why he refuses to kill aren't fully revealed yet~

...Oh my god, and we see our first official Plant bulb - which is so utterly bizarre to see it standing so bare and 'alone' surrounded by what amounts to only a roadside gas station & diner in the middle of nowhere. We know a single Plant can sustain a whole town..so why...it's almost like it was only recently 'dropped' (off the 'ship') or discovered as still active that civilization hasn't had enough time to properly settle around it...hmm.

But it marks the resting stop and first official appearance of Meryl & Milly! YES!! The girls show up in ~chapter one~ and are here to STAY, as important characters from beginning to end! 🎉 Meryl arrives with all the aura and swag of one whose larger than life ~presence~ belies her small frame. She's here for a reason, determined on a mission with a job to do, and has no time of day (she seems used to it as one who's experienced much of this before) for men who won't take her seriously or who make vulgar jokes at her (their) expense--thank you Milly's giant stungun for the karmic slap in their stead; don't dismiss, disrespect, ignore, or overlook these ladies, now!

I love that the moment Meryl's told the whereabouts of Vash, along with the wise advice to stay away from the current danger in that city--BAM she's already heading out the door (ditching Milly and their meal order?!) Reminds me how in the 98anime she ditched Milly in hot pursuit jumping off a tower wearing a parachute--like HELLO? Meryl pls! But here THEY'RE OFF~ on their way while Vash is...ulp, welp he's in trouble. :'D

Chapter 02: 'Looney Tunes' More worldbuilding's revealed to flesh out what we first glimpsed in the prologue: it's been over a 100yrs since humans crash-landed onto this desert planet and built up cities around the fallen ships, closely dependent on the viable technology brought within them. The first (!!) time the name 'Vash the Stampede' made history was once one of those major cities--lost July, was wiped off the map. Links are connecting, especially if he was deemed the prime suspect responsible for its sudden, unexplained destruction. The prologue said this disaster happened in year 0104, which matches being over a hundred years since humanity's 'arrival,' but just how long ago has it been since that incident? For Vash's name to build that notoriety for his bounty? For him to remain dangerously at large, yet uncaught, like a mysterious urban legend humanoid 'bomb.' The narration implies it's been a while for his story to be 'passed though the ages,' but we shall see.

But no time to ponder about that, because immediate tonal whiplash! Current Vash is in trouble and distress, running around dodging bullets, grenades, and the silliest cartoony hijinks imaginable for his life. Since after those first few guys in ch1, now the entire town knows who he is to be after his bounty too! aaaa~

Meryl & Milly are already here! (urgently, in hot pursuit to do....?) Meryl's pissed at how carelessly the town's handing all the chaos, as if they're all childish fools unknowingly playing with a nuclear warhead set to blow. (So interestingly, that's her first presumption about Vash; she's likely done her homework on July's historical disaster report.) Scaring Milly so much about the imminent danger (this town could be the next to explode!) that Milly stops, deciding she doesn't want to go anymore. :O Ah!! This interestingly reveals Meryl's likely the braver, more headstrong leader of the two, who seems to know what she's doing. Which is...wait, what does she plan to do here, exactly?? AAAAA!!! Bringing a megaphone into a warzone--alright, silly silly silly. She's SO silly, but so brave. And reckless. :P (Go Meryl~) Actually I like that she sees everyone here as humans first, who--she thinks, can still listen to reason even riled up in a mob. But even with her most ridiculously polite and ~formal~ way of speaking, you guessed it: the crowd pays her 'request' no attention. :'D (aaa! she's ignored; much woe and irony~) But whatever she has to say is so important that Meryl's determined and desperate to have her voice heard!

While wondering what on earth these two insurance ladies can still possibly hope to achieve here, now that the situation's chaotically escalated to the point the town chairman's called in the Nebraska family to pit against Vash...I'd say, in contrast to the town's many unsuccessful, over-the-top bombastic methods to catch him so far, I find it...very interesting that the ones who actually silently corner Vash (at gunpoint) are a room full of women. :O Interesting, very interesting~ (It seems the women in this story are the ones who can effectively get shit done~ So Meryl & Milly? Let's have faith to see what else they got~) As armed mothers, sisters and wives, prepared to do whatever it takes to get the money needed to save their kids and town from dying. So remember what I said about how none of the humans shown here are evil? Cause these women, and this whole town really, are just trying to survive (while resorting to violence); everyone has their own reasons to be after that bounty, with no personal malice towards Vash himself. :')

Vash of course, sympathizes with their terrible plight. And holy shit they said they lost 50 Plants?! (that's a shitton! D:) How is he holding himself together so well--ah, he is forcibly holding back his tears. :') BUT he's doubly conflicted, because he asserts he cannot afford to stop (as in, getting captured or killed) before he sees 'Him' again. (We know who that is, as there's only one stabby guy that could be.) The 98anime dub happened to mistranslate this line as 'the guy you're after' (who, the waitress!? she doesn't even know who [redacted] is!) so I imagine the subjects/objects were vague enough in japanese for that mistake to happen. Still, there's nothing else to really imply what Vash intends to do when he sees 'him.' Is it for revenge or something else he plans to do? It's unclear, aside from how clearly Vash gets angry and serious when it comes to 'him' (bonus: yes as suspected, Vash uses 'ore' as his personal pronoun like in the 98anime when it comes to topics about 'him' I'm glad to see those jp scans to confirm) That it must be something so personal/sensitive/grave enough that he realllllllly doesn't want to resort to shooting a room full of women when he's cornered (don't force him!!! pls he's already begging them not to make him do this), so that he can escape and continue his quest without dying early here. Whew... Fortunately no one has to make that difficult decision yet, because (unfortunately) the Nebraska's rocket fist breaks that building tension...and literally the entire room first.

Uhoh? But surprise!!! Vash is unharmed, gently holding the same waitress who'd just aimed a gun at him before, and somehow he managed to write a sassy "kiss my ass!!" returning message on Nebraska's fist--MULTITASK ahoy! (Also where did Vash grab that marker??? hah who knows~) But Milly's so worried at this point--and smothering Meryl from seeing anything, that 'bomb-kun' (Vash) has been provoked enough to explode! lmao :P (but will he?)

Chapter 03: 'Hard Puncher' Once again I need to appreciatively state just how gentlemanly and careful Vash is with these injured women; he fishes them out of the rubble and carries them all out to safety, one by one. Even Nebraska patiently waits, chilling there smoking a cig, for Vash to finish! They may be a notorious, haughty, and highly destructive family of outlaws, but see even the Nebraskas here aren't evil. :O Even when Vash moves away from the women to make space (and this is different from how the 98anime did it) Nebraska still faithfully aims at him, not them. But Vash needlessly dives forward to bodily shield the women from the exploding debris anyway! :O (In the 98 anime Vash was far away but Nebraska aimed at the women to force a lesson on him to make a choice, here interestingly not so; the women aren't helplessly made targets like that.)

Nebraska finds Vash's behavior odd, cause this is a duel - a quick draw match between a gunman and a cyborg's flying rocket punch (Nebraska himself is only after the bounty too for his own reasons; nothing personal.) So with Vash's own survival on the line, why would he continue to risk harming himself to protect others? Nebraska finds his actions wanting to save everyone hypocritical, and the Dark Horse tl seems to make more sense (closer to the 98anime's lines), when his reasoning's about 'his turn' to either be eliminated or become, either directly or indirectly, the killer (aka kill or be killed, even the choice with the whole trolley problem) when the time comes faced against an opponent who gives him nothing but trouble someday. So if Vash has survived this long unscathed (just think about him emerging from the July rubble...) then someone else must've already died in his place before (or so Nebraska thinks, he doesn't know Vash tries to find other creative ways to win without casualties, and gloats that today is that turn for Vash to die~)

But then...suppose Vash has killed somebody in his past before (remember the prelude about July 👀), wouldn't his choice to change and practice no-killing now be an active improvement over that - as a measure of growth or atonement? And not the same 'hypocrisy' Nebraska means? It'd become that way if say, Vash broke his current philosophy once it becomes impossible/unsustainable to uphold, and he had to kill again someday (as a choice, orr...forcibly no choice as even the women who cornered him this ch almost forced him a tough decision he didn't want to make) despite everything---ahhh, so then what does Vash plan to do when he sees 'Him' again? If Vash chooses to kill him then...whoopdeedo, Nebraska's hypocrisy point will be made. But anyway...

It's the first time we see Vash don his glasses when it's time to ~Get Serious~ for shooting a quick draw match (vs a rocket punch--note again, how Nebraska only aims for Vash, not the women, unlike the 98anime.) And here, Vash is still faster than his opponent!! Unloading multiple bullets that force the fist to veer off-course and miss him~ While aiming to break the cyborg socket of that arm for good measure so it can't be punched again. Interestingly a male citizen says Meryl's lines from the 98anime expressing awe understanding now why this skilled man is called 'Vash the Stampede.' But manga Meryl has none of that identity crisis confusion; she already knows who this Vash is and is determined to get right down to business!

Which is....? Calling for everyone to stop the fight!!! oh but it's already over~ I'm marking this moment down as the first time Meryl & Milly make eye contact with Vash--them awkwardly yelling from the rooftop of a building with the same diplomatic intent in their methods as Vash, by wanting to resolve things peacefully!!!!

BECAUSE!! Oh, you thought the girls were only here to be a slapstick comedy duo? SURPRISE!!! THEY WERE HERE TO SAVE VASH ALL ALONG!!! ;A; That important 'thing' that Meryl was so desperately trying to announce to everyone this whole time--but could never get her voice heard, was that Vash's bounty has been officially rendered null! Void, invalid, zero! Everyone had only been fighting, trying to shoot him dead, and destroying their own damn city for nothing! AHHHHH!! (I totally understand your anger/frustration here, Meryl--an authentic and capable short woman's struggle to be listened to and taken seriously! UGH! ;o;)

[But that's curious--why so suddenly NOW, or er, yesterday, did the government decide to call off his bounty? This is so sudden, and it's only in the first story arc too! Pretty sure his bounty remains active for much longer in the 98anime before his status changes later. So what was the most recent occasion or reason?? Especially if it'd been years since lost July happened to build his bounty, why is he only declared a natural/localized disaster--like that of an earthquake or typhoon, now? 🤔🤔🤔 As someone who can't be compared on the same level as other human criminals--wait, then hold up: how does the government, or the insurance company really, intend to 'control' or contain him then? By sending out two women?? To deal with the most dangerous non-human category risk alive?! Who sent them out here expecting them to make contact and negotiate or die trying right in the line of fire! Ahem.]

For what it's worth, Vash looks the happiest he's ever been seen so far, rejoicing that ~HE'S FREE~ from that marked life of running from everyone who comes after his head. :'D No more bounty to worry about means peace for real, right? Well not so fast!!! The girls are still here with a job to do. Bernadelli's 'typhoon' insurance premiums payouts are probably pretty damn huge to cover for all his damages all the time so...to prevent needless, costly risks and disasters from happening, they're here to ensure Vash doesn't get himself into any more trouble...by keeping him under their close watch: 24hr vigilant surveillance! 8'D (so he's not freeee~)

Considering how Meryl compared his risk factor to that of a nuclear warhead before, she's pretty damn bold and fearless!!! To waltz right up in his face, poking a finger in his chest, and offering him a gorilla grip of a handshake to officiate their first 'meeting' doing business with him! (Damn, girl!) Dark Horse's tl appears to be more accurate when she describes him having a 'chronic troublemaking disease' too. :P Hah~ She keeps her face tightly composed and 'professional,' but if she's this 'comfortable' to be in his 'dangerous' presence then...looks like she at least regards him--Vash the person, as human too. :'))

But instead of two insurance agents containing him for the benefit of their company and/or the government, it's more like Vash has gained two women bodyguards who're here to fend off any provoking or untoward attempts on his person. 😌 Anyone who doesn't like that and still wants to pick a fight with him (whoa mr Nebraska's not done yet!) can pack it up and go home!!! He's officially off limits! Back off, show's over! hahaha~ Cause the girls are armed (non-lethally! now doesn't that nicely align with his values) to defend themselves. He's quite a bit shook~ ;D

Chapter 04: 'Bang Bang!' starts transitioning into the Sand Steamer arc, but there's some aftermath details to note.

There's been at least a 2 week timeskip (Meryl says they've been here for over half a month) and the town's financial situation has been resolved thanks to the bounty on the captured Nebraskas covering for their needed money instead. (Ironically in Vash's place.) Vash's wanted posters are also starting to get torn down, since his bounty no longer applies. Meryl clocks Vash as an unbelievably nice/soft hearted person for offering the town all his credit and bounty money earned from taking down the Nebraskas himself. (Technically the girls subdued mr Nebraska at the end, but how sweet and generous of him~)

Still, since it has been a quiet 2 weeks without incident (what's happened in between now and then is anyone's best guess or anime filler territory~ but he HAS been a 'good boy' staying out of trouble if nothing's bad happened, right?) that Vash rightly has to wonder....just how long do the insurance girls intend to stick around him?? No time limit, or until their term ends, huh? D: Oh...well that's going to be a problem. (Knowing his lifestyle and quest to find 'Him' again...yeah, Vash can't settle in one place for too long, or risk those getting too close to him lest they get swept up in the danger...) Welp, since the Steamer's arrived, that's the perfect opportunity to begin his leave.

Hah! Meryl's so high-strung and on edge that Vash has suddenly ditched them, she rescinds her previous 'nice person' comment, thinking he's only playing 'nice' and innocent now to trick them and slip away. I...think she's jumped to some conclusions (cause while he is clever and skilled, his kindness isn't fake or trickery) just like Milly thinks he's transformed into a cat. :P

So relax, the Steamer doesn't even leave til tomorrow, he's only ~discreetly~ gone to reserve his spot, he's stayed here the whole time since they first met without randomly leaving them, and it's not like him (or at least, his manga self that is) to leave town full of his new friends made these past 2 weeks without saying goodbye yet, right?!

Cause he's already befriended Tonis! (Stampede reference! Rosa's name was also listed among the fallen women he rescued from the rubble.) And I'm pretty sure this kid is the same one who had that toy gun! He's totally a Vash fan now~

Also to note: it's the first time we see his travel duffel bag and cloak, and one of the Steamer's caravan guys keeps heckling Vash to hire him for their security. So much for him trying to keep a low profile. :P What's funny is that the insurance girls--with jobs, seem to have ran out of money these past two weeks while away from their office branches, yet Vash's 'finances' appear to be fine, even without the reward money he gave away.

I reckon that if the town has offered Vash free food in exchange for the generous blessing he's offered them, then I'm sure they've likely compensated him enough with means to pay for his passage on the Steamer, too. I mean hell, they've thrown him a whole lively going-away party tonight! While even going the extra mile to call in some expensive looking 'working' girls for his pleasure! :P

Now everyone and their mom has commented on him feigning drunken sleep as his way to 'politely' avoid it and turn them down. Apparently the original japanese line has him wondering whether it's a 'waste' (the 98anime has him wondering whether he regrets it a little) as depending on your interpretation, he could mean his choice (celibacy) is a bit of a waste when the chance is offered so freely, where he knows it's better that he shouldn't do/risk it despite how much he's possibly starved himself longing/craving for closeness, OR that he feels it's a bit of a waste for the town to have invited those nice girls all the way over here for the one thing he just can't give so easily (acespec lens). EITHER WAY, there's at least 3 narrative reasons why he'd choose to avoid getting too close/intimate with people like 'that' (for now): 1) his dangerous lifestyle--it's not safe to risk others he cares about; his distance protects both sides from further harm, 2) his scars--can't risk revealing those or their reaction to what he 'is', and 3) lifespan--uhoh spoilery, but still hurty for the gap between him and them. So he chooses lonely, sad boi hours in the dark... :'))

But what about the light? Check out what Meryl does during the party: sitting there watching him the whole time wondering about his ~mysterious~ ways. Even after another guy casually sits next to her wondering what she's doing. :P Her attention's still fondly on Vash. (MERYL I SEE YOUUUUUU!!!!) Especially after thinking he's a nice person, to thinking he'd ditched her, to seeing how he is now--having such a lively, open, rambunctious time welcomed among the town's celebrations. That the other guy supplies it's a wonder too--that Vash is getting along so friendly now with the same people who previously shot at him wanting him dead. :'D How accepting, how forgiving, how things change~

Final Vash notes on the Steamer: he still just wants peaceful alone time and Rest, despite how much others--like the caravan guy again, keep pestering him. :P He washes his hands after using the restroom! (Good etiquette!) And...his first pair of glasses barely lasted two chapters before they broke. :P Welp! He's off to befriend another lost 'stowaway' troublemaking kid...as the girls work their fare on board, blissfully unaware; just what can possibly go wrong~

#trigun #commentary #trigunbookclub #long text post #meta #omg longpost is LONG like almost 5000 words long #SO MANY THINGS TO SAY but if i don't limit myself later i'll have a hard time keeping up with the schedule

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one time i was on a mission on rdo with some randos and we were supposed to mount our horses to start the mission and i accidentally pressed the wrong button and punched my fucking horse. so all a bunch of internet strangers saw was me running up to my horse and full on punching it in the butt. my friends still call me horse puncher. you punch ONE horse and suddenly you're a horse puncher for life

#i might have a video of it somewhere but idk #i think i was too mortified to record it #i miss rdo #i wish they would add more updates i would spend a million more hours wandering around if there was more to do #rdo #red dead online #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #chrissy.txt

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spicykaraage · 6 months

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Tenipuri Complete Character Profile - Jackal Kuwahara

[PROFILE]

Birthday: November 3rd (Scorpio)

Blood Type: O

Relatives: Father, Mother

Father’s Occupation: Unemployed ➜ Self-Employed (ramen shop)

Elementary School: Santos Private Elementary School ➜ Kanagawa Third Elementary School

Middle School: Rikkai University Junior High School

Grade & Class: Third Year | Class 3-I | Seat 12

Club: Tennis Club - Regular

Committee: Biology Committee

Strong Subjects: English

Weak Subjects: Japanese

Frequently Visited Spot at School: Staff Room, Reference Room

Favorite Motto: “QUANDA SE BUSCA O CUTNE DA MONTANHA, NAO SE DA IMPORTANCIA AS PEDRAS DO CAMINHO.” (When you are aiming for the top of the mountain, don’t give importance to the stones in your way.)

Daily Routines: Shaving his head

Hobbies: Horse-back riding, checking sales [TP]

Favorite Color: Red

Favorite Music: Brazilian music, Enka

Favorite Movie: Films by Alfred Hitchcock

Favorite Book: Travel magazines

Favorite Food: Coffee, yakiniku (skirt steak [23.5])

Favorite Anniversary: The day he came to Japan

Preferred Type: A glamorous, fair-skinned woman ➜ A sexy dynamite [TP]

Ideal Date Spot: A zoo

His Gift for a Special Person: “A meal voucher for my shop!”

Thing He Wants Most Right Now: Sunglasses ➜ For more people to come to the ramen shop [23.5] ➜ A ramen strainer [TP]

Dislikes: Using chopsticks ➜ Wasabi [23.5]

Skills Outside of Tennis: Hip hop dancing, catching fish with his bare hands, hand-picking coffee beans [TP]

Spends Allowance On: Bunta and Akaya

Routine During the World Cup: Seeing if food from other countries can be utilized for new menu items

[DATA]

Height: 178cm ➜ 179cm [23.5]

Weight: 69kg ➜ 70kg [23.5]

Shoe Size: 28cm

Dominant Arm: Right

Vision: 2.0 Left & Right

Play Style: Counter Puncher

Signature Moves: Positive Defense

Lung Capacity: 8000ml

Favorite Brands:

Racquet: HEAD i.x5

Shoes: NEW BALANCE CT 554 (Gray)

Overall Rating: Speed: 4 / Power: 2 / Stamina: 5 / Mental: 1 / Technique: 3 / Total: 15

Kurobe Memo: “I’m sure every tennis player wishes they had a lung capacity like his. Based on his stamina, the size of his heart must be big as well. His training should focus on utilizing his gift to enhance his offensive play style.” [RB]

[POSSESSIONS]

What’s in His Bag:

A G-Shock wristwatch // He keeps it in his bag and doesn’t wear it since he doesn’t want to get tan lines

Student ID book // He also uses it as a planner

Escapulario // A Brazilian necklace

An English report

Notice for a parent-teacher conference // He received it the week before, he wasn’t able to give it to his parents since they were too busy

A CD of Rakugo music // He’s been hooked on it ever since he borrowed it from Yanagi

Sanada’s calligraphy: “Work hard and diligently.”

What’s in His Locker [C&S]:

An empty plastic bottle (for lung capacity training)

(Handmade) loyalty cards for “Ramen Kuwahara” // He made each of them himself. Completing one will grant you free toppings for your ramen

A photo of a drawing by Marui’s younger brother

#tenipuri #tenirabi #profile #my post

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| Baby Face Boys & Babes HCs! | Road Trip 🛣️🚦|

*Set in the 90s of course.

If you have any Head Canon requests like this, go ahead and drop them in my inbox. These are so fun to write out, so I'd love some ideas hehe. Also, let me know if you want head canons for specific characters ;)

Sans: The Driver™

He's the one with the nicest car, so of course he'd be the one driving it. He refuses to switch unless it's with Alphys or Nick, those are the only two he trusts at the wheel besides himself.

He's a good driver... However he is a little too self confident about his own skill at the wheel. Sometimes he steers with his knee if his hands are preoccupied.

If someone is driving too slow in front of him he becomes very verbally annoyed. Makes a lot of jokes about bad drivers.

“Oh my God, what!? Why are you going 50 in a 75!? What, are you too busy masturbating!? Couldn't wait until you were home!?” — He only does this because it makes people laugh. If he were alone he would be completely silent, vibing to music.

If the road is empty, or if there's a slow poke in front of him... Or a speed trap, he'll just randomly teleport the car? It never ends badly but no warning!

You trust that he's not going to crash... But you still grip onto that grab handle... Just to be safe...

Nick: Dual Class Passenger DJ & Navigator

Has the best taste in music. Whips out the mixtapes and CDs faster than Clint Eastwood can whip out his gun. Always playing the best jams, and knows exactly what song will fit the mood and time of day or weather. He takes song requests into account, and has a wide variety of genres to listen from. The king of CD collecting.

Hates whatever is on the radio.

Also, none of his CDs are scratched he keeps them in pristine condition.

Occasionally he'll force everyone to listen to the news on the radio, and when it's just him and Sans awake, they'll turn off everything and talk endlessly about politics.

“Ugh, why do we have to listen to this?” “SHUT UP THIS IS IMPORTANT! WE NEED TO KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW!”

As Front Seat Passenger, Nick is tasked with reading the map. Will occasionally get confused about the map symbols. Has gotten them lost before, and it was probably because the map was upside down. Sans and him bicker about directions constantly like an old married couple.

Can't ever fall asleep. Will start talking about really deep shit.

Every hour or so on the road, he opens the window to start smoking a joint. This is why they can't EVER get pulled over 😬

Alphys: Window Watcher™

While Nick is blasting tunes on the radio, she's blasting her own, international music into her headphones to drown the boys out. Not because she doesn't like interacting with them, but because they're so fucking loud.

Frequently gets motion sickness and migraines. ESPECIALLY if Sans fucking teleports. “STOP! Sans I WILL throw up RIGHT FUCKING NOW!”

Stares out the window the entire time with her music like she's in a music video. Very much lost in her own thoughts. ESPECIALLY if it's raining.

Points out horses and cows without fail every time.

When everyone is asleep, she'll take her headphones off and start chatting with Sans and Nick.

Always begs to stop at Starbucks to get her coffee fix. She needs to have her venti iced latte with double shots of espresso NOW!

Jonas: Road Gamer Extraordinaire & Snack Enthusiast

Relentless Slug Bugger, and License Plate Puncher. Stop the violence Jonas. Leave the boxing at the gym.

“SLUG BUG!” *punches the shit out of Midas's shoulder.* *Midas punches him back* “NO TAG BACKS! You can't punch me back until you see a slug bug." "I did see one, righ—” “That's the one I saw! I saw it first!” He is the reason Alphys has migraines.

Constantly snacking. Even sober he has extreme munchies. Gets territorial over the snacks... He didn't even bring them.

If you're eating a snack, Jonas literally begs like a dog. He does the dog face, with the puppy eyes, will rest his snout on your shoulder. As soon as you give him the food, he's done with you though haha.

Sans does the dad hand to get snacks, and Jonas reluctantly gives him some, but it's always the smallest piece imaginable.

Constantly goofing around

Falls into the stereotype of sticking his head out the window every single time Nick rolls his window down to smoke. It's the perfect opportunity for Jonas to roll HIS window down without getting yelled at about the air pressure.

The first to fall asleep. He's so peaceful and cute when he's sleeping 🥺... We all wish he stayed like that 😐

Midas: Gas Station Crawler

“Can we stop somewhere? I'm thirsty.”

Constantly asking to stop at every seven eleven he sees. Always has to use the bathroom at the most inopportune moments.

Is always checking out sunglasses at the gas station, but none of them are dark enough to hide his eyes so he can never actually get any of them.

Beverage fiend. Where Jonas eats all the snacks, Midas drinks all the drinks. Always gets Arizona tea, Monster Energy drink and Fanta Orange, always those three together, never just one. No wonder he has to pee all the time. 🤦🏼‍♀️

“Midas, maybe you should lay off the drinks, we really can't stop for bathroom breaks anymore.” “But I'm THIRSTY!” “THEN GET WATER YOU DEHYDRATED FUCK!” -actual conversation between Sans and Midas.

Never has his seat belt on. Reckless endangerment. Midas we can not get pulled over. Nick literally has weed, we'll go to jail PUT YOUR SEATBELT ON!

Always has to take the middle seat, but it's okay, he has prime position to pester EVERYONE.

Ironically asks “are we there yet?? Are we there yet?” every hour or so. It's gotten to a point where not even Midas knows if it's ironic anymore.

Maeve: Sleeping Beauty

Always in the very back, has the whole second row back seat to herself. Just sprawls.

Brings ear plugs to block out Jonas and Midas.

Usually just reads books and magazines when and if she is awake... And... Usually she falls asleep. She literally can not keep her eyes open.

Something about the lull of the road, the soft murmur of voices just past her ear plugs, puts her right to bed.

Is always the one who falls asleep an hour into the trip and wakes up super disoriented like "What? Where are we? How did we get here?"

Really enjoys driving in the rain. There's just something really calming about the rain drops on the roof of the car. Everyone is really quiet when it's raining, and the only thing playing is Nick's somber music to match the mood. That is when she'll take out the ear plugs to enjoy the peace it brings.

Can get comfortable in any condition, sitting, or laying down. While wearing a seatbelt. With the other seat belts digging into her sides. It doesn't matter. She's out like a light.

Any time they stop and Maeve stumbles out of the car, she gets hit with the "Ooo, look who decided to join us. How was the nap sleepyhead?”

Bonus:

Papyrus: Younger Brother forced to come with™

This was not how he wanted to spend his weekend >:(

Mom made him tag along and he and Sans are bitter about it. Still, Sans is trying to include him so he's been given Alphys's usual window seat.

Desperately trying to get his homework done while Jonas and Midas are being obnoxious.

“I'm TRYING to work! Please stop!”

Despite this... He low-key enjoys being included in the slug bug challenges and license plate calls. Like... Actually really enjoys them...

Gets really competitive about it too. Ends up winning of course ;)

Constantly complaining about the music being too loud, but really enjoys when Nick turns on the news. He just finds it super interesting okay!?

Bonus 2!

Frisk: EVERYONE BEHAVE YOURSELF WE HAVE A LADY IN OUR MIDST!

Sans lets her sit in the front seat, Nick is quietly bitter about it, but understands it's just because Sans wants her to feel special and also because... He doesn't want her to have to deal with Midas and Jonas's antics.

“Why can't she sit in the back?” “Because Jonas and Midas are HOUND DOGS!” “I wouldn't mind—” “—You're sitting in the front—” “okay.” “Damn, Sans doesn't trust us.” “such baseless accusations 😔.”

Everyone is on their best behavior. Jonas isn't punching anyone, Midas is drinking less drinks than usual, Nick isn't smoking, Sans isn't randomly teleporting... Maeve and Alphys are still off in their own worlds though lmao.

And Frisk loves being in the front seat. It certainly does make her feel special. Despite the front seat privilege, she's always leaning over the console to talk to everyone in the backseat.

Is actually good at reading maps. They get to where they're going a lot faster. Sans just smugly looking back at Nick in Alphys's usual window seat like "hah... See that, Nick? Looks like it's not that hard after all”

Much like Alphys, she's always pointing out things on the road, however it's moreso about birds. "Oh look, a hawk! You know the difference between a hawk and a vulture?” *goes off on a tangent about the differences between types of birds. Sans finds this really endearing.*

Always singing along to whatever song is on the radio. She's a decent singer, not the best, but she makes it fun. Everyone sings with her. It's super fun.

“Wow, she kind of makes these road trips a lot more pleasant, we should have her with us more often...”

Here's a little diddy I thought fit the mood :)

#underfell #wdyw #baby face #fanfic #underfell sans #underfell frisk #head canons #is this... an imagine?#send more head canon requests #I like doing these they're fun!#frisk & sans #highschool au #bf! boys #bf! babes #road trip head canons #baby face memes #wdyw memes #Spotify

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fave-fight · 9 months

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ROUND 2: FIGHT!

I’m keeping the order as a surprise :) I’ll update as each poll is posted.

This tournament is Round Robin. Every character will stay every round even if they lose.

Master Post

Rounds

Chuuya Nakahara vs Oliver

vFlower vs Rainhaze

Goose that is actually a swan vs Elon Musk

Peri Dubois vs “Me” - The Aspiring Anime Character Puncher

Kanade Yoisaki vs Cave Johnson

Your Mom vs TBH autism creature

Vi vs Franziska von Karma

Sam Vimes vs Kiryu Kazuma

Gomez Addams vs Cecil Palmer

Dr. Coomer vs V1

The Knight vs Sakurai Haruka

Archibald vs Susie

Howard Hamlin vs fave-fight

Kirby vs Little Mac

prinxe-with-no-crown vs Jerma

Ea-Nasir vs Light Yagami

L Lawliet vs Fukase

Spiders George vs Domovoi Butler

JJ McGermanotta vs johnsonofdonut

You, the Voter vs Miss Piggy

Finfin vs Sunny

Inigo Montoya vs Dick Grayson

Utatane Piko vs Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz

Peridot vs Groundskeeper Willie

Perry the Platypus vs Reigen Arataka

Nino Lahiffe vs Goose

a lot of spiders vs Kokichi Oma

Plato vs Wheatley

Guzma vs Medic

IT’S ME BOY, I’M THE PS5 vs Alex Louis Armstrong

Mr. Rogers vs Minamoto Tiara

Half Light vs Inej Ghafa

Volo vs Jonathan Sims

Nana Hiiragi vs A horse

Arven vs Obi-Wan Kenobi

Cutting an onion vs Jughead Jones

Kim Possible vs Kanatsune Ame

Jesus Christ vs Elaine Benes

Harley Quinn vs socks-wizard-money-gang

Miette vs Mei Dragon

Yuzuki Yukari vs David Xanatos

Duck Newton vs Kaz Brekker

Kevin vs Magikarp

Isabelle vs Floyd Leech

Odysseus vs Harry Du Bois

Apollo Justice vs George Costanza

Diogenes the Cynic vs Connecticut Clark

Conan Edogawa vs Stanley Pines

Alejandro Burromuerto vs Proinsias Cassidy

Candace Flynn vs Ace Trappola

#fight fight fight #round 2 #long post

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tiredassmage · 1 year

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15 questions, 15 mutuals

Thank you for the tag @captainderyn!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Possibly a great, great(?) grandmother I never had the chance to meet, via middle name, though it’s been... probably at least a decade since I heard that tatter and I’m not sure how correct it is, lol. I’m... not particularly close to a vast majority of the family, tbh, given Drama(TM). Mom picked by meanings though. I know that was very important to her.

2. When was the last time you cried?

I... think I cried a little about a week and a half ago in one of my classes. Not because the class, I promise, lol. We watched the pilot episode of a show called Station Eleven in class and that was a gut puncher.

3. Do you have kids?

No, thank you. My pets and my OCs are all I need, lol. Very ace. Not my personal cup of tea.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Mmmm. I wouldn’t say regularly. It has its moments and I’m sure I was a bit more brutal with it when I was a kid, but its purpose isn’t generally helpful in areas where I need to communicate. I think most of the things I say sarcastically now are probably in regards to fictional characters. xD

5. Favorite time of day?

Late evening, in that like seven - ten pm range. Generally evenings. I’m absolutely not a morning person. If I’m up rather early, I’m tired later in the day. Evening tends to host “me” time.

6. Eye color?

Good ol’ reliable brown. (I need more brown eyed ocs, tbh?) Fun fact: eyes are kind of what enchants me, irl and I probably tend to be a bit invested in fictional character eye colors, too, lol. They’re beautiful. I have no other explanation. That said, I’m very shy about eye contact until I feel more comfortable with people/get to know them better.

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings, if I’m picking between them and scary. I don’t do horror, I am baby. I can be enraptured by a decent thriller and loved a good crime drama TV show. I can kind of do paranormal stuff sometimes, but I can scare myself just thinking a little too hard about it, so very hesitant.

8. Any special talents?

Mmmm... nothing nontraditional, I suppose. I had a few music teachers tell me when I was younger that I have hands that would’ve been great for piano, but I wasn’t super interested in pursuing musical interests outside of, like, basic school requirements. I did chorus for a while, but was kinda eh. I did enjoy acoustic guitar, but, again, not exactly enough that I ended up doing anything with it.

9. Where were you born?

Rural northeastern US of A. I miss having a fall season, but decidedly not enough to give up the warmth of living much farther south.

10. What are your hobbies?

Largely video games, lol, if it was hard to tell. I’d like to do more drawing and get into digital art. I am majoring in Digital Media Design, after all. One of my hopes is to properly play around with a tablet I bought myself over the summer while I take a break from courses. I desire to draw my blorbos, haha!

11. Do you have any pets?

Two ball pythons, the loves and amusing occasional nuisances of my life! They made a brief appearance on my main here. There’s also two dogs in the house, James and Cooper. Cooper is definitively my mom’s dog, however, and, jokingly, my little brother. (He’s her favorite. We all know this.) Cooper is... ??? We think a Collie mix. And James is a Basset-Lab, both adopted about a year or two apart, if I remember right.

12. What sports do you/have you played?

Oh, actual eons ago, I briefly played soccer (probably not very well) when I was very, very small. I have ridden horses (I miss them, Brent), but primarily only in schooling shows and I did participate for a few years in my barn’s summer gaming series just at Walk/Trot. I used to ride low-level jumping courses. Competitive sports haven’t ever really been my thing, particularly to participate in. I would’ve called riding one of my hobbies while I did. It’s an expensive one though and a bit of a tricky one to get back into when balancing college and part-time retail work. My mom and I try to stick to our developed tradition of selecting a local trail riding venture to attend every year for my birthday though that keeps that connection outside of whatever I vicariously pick up through games, lol.

13. How tall are you?

5′5ish. A smidgen shy, but that’s what they put on my license.

14. Favorite subject in school?

Histories and sciences. If I wasn’t so averse to writing research papers and math, I have genuinely considered majoring in either area. Unfortunately, my university doesn’t have a program for meteorology (weather and natural events are a somewhat more recent interest of mine) and video games evidently have some staying power as my interests, so that’s how I ended up in DMD.

15. Dream job?

I’m honestly not sure anyone has a really solid answer to this question, lol. I certainly don’t. I... went into DMD partially because it was interesting enough and I genuinely felt college would benefit me somehow. While I like my pet store job, it’s not exactly where I’d like to spend the next twenty years, even if I am a creature of habit that balks at change, lol.

So, theoretically, I’m studying DMD and entertaining the idea of a minor in creative writing because characters have always been one of the most important aspect of games to me. The idea is to maybe pursue a focus on character or scenario writing, but I... really don’t know, lol. I’m still largely clearing prerequisites and other structural graduation requirements, so I haven’t really dug into the focus areas of my degree yet and I definitely still doubt that I know what I’m doing or if it’ll genuinely be something I can pursue.

It’s definitely scary and I absolutely struggle with that uncertainty, but it’s also a process of just trying to remind myself that it’s a skill and therefore it is something I can develop if I put the work in - that’s the whole purpose of taking classes, after all. It’s something I’m trying to be more conscious of because I have found it very easy to slip into the student mindset of doing things just for class, so I’m still not sure what all I have as far as presentable skills or how to showcase them. But that is... off the base question, I suppose, lol.

So, work in progress!

Uhhhhmmm, this one’s sort of a mix idk who to tag for, lol, so I think I’ll leave this one open? Muts/followers, feel free to say you’ve been tagged if you’d like to do this one!

#tag games #dot talk

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