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satocidal · 6 months

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𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * A lesson to Learn — Gojo Satoru

Tw: no smut but very very suggestive; Reader is like 4-5 years younger than Gojo; idk? Not proof read; Gojo’s mean :(

“What were you thinking?” A growl met your ears, panting, you dare not look up at him—“was it necessary to be acting like a fuckin’ child? Huh?”

It was the first Satoru had used a harsh tone in front of you- let alone at you- it was baffling in most senses.

More baffling was the way your eyes yearned to look at his annoyed stature, to see his face contorted with rage—baffling was the way you partially did it to get his attention.

Stranded that you stood with him, the middle of nowhere blanketed your forms—a clearance.

“Well?” A lick of your lips, you raised you head finally, hesitantly, a hand on his hip and the blindfold entirely off—you would’ve almost cowered at the way he glowered at you.

“I-” you paused, what explanation would you offer?

There was nothing except the blatant truth that you had wanted his attention, his praise- something he’d been generous with for the past many weeks with his students.

Another lick of your lips, had you known the way Satoru stared at you in this moment still, enamouring all the more.

Slow, your eyes trailed at his figure—his shirt lay sweat soaked, breathy pants his too, it was a tough mission, and he was right too—all you actually was hinder him.

The vision was clear, you were on the ground, as a heap—not a scratch on your face, Satoru wouldn’t ever let that happen after all—he stood unscathed too, “what? Huh? Are you that much of a moron? Don’t fucking follow me, simple instructions- hell my first years carry out instructions better than you.”

Defiant, in the way he spoke—“listen, Toru’ I just… I don’t know what came over me— you went alone and Ieiri told me it’s a tough mission so I just wanted to-”

“-help? By getting your ass handed back to you? Let some things remain in the hands of those who do it best,”

Your face fell at that, best? Sure you weren’t as good as him but…it wasn’t that you were weak?

“I just wanted-”

“No. I’ll tell you what you wanted,” and a sudden way your face flushed, it wouldn’t be that he knew…right?

“You wanted nothing more than my attention huh? Think I don’t notice your shit? Wearing those short fuckin’ skirts to “look over” the training? Giggling around with Nanami? Think I don’t notice your need for my attention? Really? Gonna drop so low to compete with kids for it?”

You’d known it was mostly shameful but just the way he reminded you, the way he was doing nothing but berating you—you couldn’t help the blurry vision your tears suddenly provided.

“Get up,” he scoffed, “C’mere,” you hesitated, did he know you were down there with tears in your face—of course he did.

He was Gojo Satoru.

Steady, you stood up, shaky from the entire experience, shy of becoming just a mess—you stood up, Satoru moved closer and suddenly the proximity was all you could notice.

You were sure, as you stood inches away from him, he was still calling you out—calling off your sheer idiocy but however could you pay attention to that when all you could focus on was the way his abs were visible slightly through the shirt—the way his glossy lips never stopped moving—the way visions of his hand lifting you so casually came flashing in right about now—

“You’re such a whore huh? Here I am going off about how stupid you’ve been and All you wanna do is stare at me?”

Another moment of your ears tipping so hot it was hard to bear it—“n-no I-”

A hand held up, placed quick on your waist, “if a bad girl is what you’re gonna act like then I don’t have issues teaching you a lesson- hell I think that’s the only way your perverted little brain can think,”

A shaky breath was all you could let out, gulping at the facts he presented, and for a second silence that befell you—you stared at his lips, his, yours.

Just a lean in and you could taste him, and lean in he did, fingers gripping your jaw slight, a dark smile he bore.

Your breath hitched- mouth falling open, you continued staring dumbly, a scoff he passed—“as is you like acting stupid school girl who wants attention right? About time you get enough of it—and before the kiss…I think there’s a lesson I gotta drill in,”

“Here?”

An internal face palm you offered yourself—of everything sketchy about possibly having a suggestive conversation with Gojo Satoru, the strongest, someone you’ve admired ever since your first year (and his sudden stops at the school to catch up with everyone), someone who’ve dreamt of since you were 16 and now 24 — the location should’ve been the last of your issues.

A humourless chuckle he passed, “always knew there was a slut in you somewhere,”

A small pout drifted onto your face at that—now uttering a humoured chuckle, his fingers traced your cheek—“don’t think for a second you’re off the hook, y’er just lucky that I’ve wanted you slightly more than you, me.”

Yeah, y’all fuck like bunnies after this <3 I may or may not expand on to it soon.

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currentfandomkick · 6 days

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Prompt:

Desiree overhears bruce wish for a do-over with his robins.

Said robins end up aged down and only with those memories of when they first were acknowledged as Robin by Bruce. Anything after? Gone.

Now Dick is 8 ready to destroy these people stealing his mom’s nickname for him. Yes he is deranged and feral. Yes he is assaulting Damian the most, as the kid also attacks him. He’s also certain Damian is mew to the states too and annoyed he cant understand the kid.

Jason is 12 and dealing with a Lot of homeless kid truama and whiplash of rich place and who are these other kids and why is the tiniest one trying to kill the second tiniest? Stop that! (Jason, the most responsible somehow) Damian listens to him best without the use of orders. (Only way to get Damian to listen otherwise) and is working on teaching Damian about how the states and Gotham work. Jason is the Great Culture Teacher, and hoarding food stashes and go bags everywhere. Just in case. Yes he has some for everyone and is only a little upset his peer Tim vanished before he could give him his.

Tim is 12 too, realized Batman had Jason Right There and fucked off back home to see what happened timeline wise. He decided to visit his apparent step-mom, Dana, and gets to meet his apparent(?) boyfriends (deal’s choice, just have there be two for Tim’s confusion as ‘i pulled not one but two hot boys? How?) reasons. Tim is Learning what he did in the last 6 years and is questioning how his older self stopped with a semi-regular sleep schedule and.. had no spleen? Dana, can we get that checked for me that mine’s still there and if i keep it? Yay. Oh, this should last a few months? Okay! He can work from home online and have Lucius handle the meetings—why was he made a teen CEO again?

Stephanie? Is the oldest at 15, and is baffled by the whole situation. She goes to see Oracle and handles patrols under Babs’ eye with a confused Cass. Yes Stephanie is mad at Tim and believes he was cheating on her at this time, but knows the Tim she saw was smaller. And this is in the future from her POV. She’s still mad. Also the least likely to cause problems on patrol atm as she’s already trained and threatened to break out Spoiler if he tries to stop her. Her favorites and Damian (he gets killing should be an option, but needs to work on his selection process) and Jason, who Gets being a poor kid. Dick stops attacking her on sight but is a savage and insults her form. He ranks below Tim due to proximity, and the fact this is a Tim before they dated.

Damian? Back maybe 2 years, to the mindset of ‘if i dont kill my predecessor, i am unworthy of my role by Father’s side.’ Problem: he and Dick are fighting (both initiate) and Alfred and Jason (when did his zombie guard get so small?) are the only ones able to separate them successfully. He is not allowed on Patrol, but Brown is as she’s able to run solo otherwise and Father has recruited her using Robin. Father has explicitly forbade attacking her in the manor, cave or otherwise on property, and forbid killing. Brown is the only one besides him questioning this, even if it’s mostly over comms… and he is absolutely working on learning magic to undo this spell and return to his rightful place damnit!

Bruce has Many Regrets about that wish. And hates magic

Meanwhile Danny is trying to work out which wishes of Desiree’s are safe to undo, as apparently her last spree included taking out Joker, who was well overdue for that, and helping a lot of families reunite. He’s not undoing that. But also she did help gorilla grodd take over a city. He. He’s gonna need help, isn’t he?

#long post #dpxdc #robins deaged #bruce is tired #danny is stressed #not ghost king au #dpxdc prompts

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abcjxyzyeo · 3 months

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haiii!! i have a request for you! could you maybe do a Sokka x Kiyoshi Warrior reader who watches over Sokkas trainings with Suki and he becomes embarrassed or wtvr because of how much hes failing? it can go any way you want, idm really. thanks sweets!<33

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Heart of a Warrior

AN; Request by 🦢 !!! Omg I absolutely love this idea sm, I had a little field day w this one 😘😘 But tbh I didn't know how to end this too the ending is kinda rushed and bad !!! Also for this js imagine Sokka and Suki r 20 and reader is 18 !!(It doesn't matter but Katara and Aang r still 12/14 !!) AND ONE MORE THING OMFG anyways just imagine that the gaang stayed at kyoshi for a little bit longer like 2 weeks before the fire nation came. (why does it feel so weird writing a fic for Sukis' sister x Sokka like dam she rlly stole her sisters man 😭😭)

Pairing; Sokka x afab!reader(romantic), Suki x afab!reader(family)

summary; When the gaang visits Kyoshi Island to ride some Koi fish, Sokka seems too distracted too even try to figure out whatever is going on with Katara and Aang. And distracted by a certain younger Kyoshi Warrior

warnings; not proof read!!, angst(?), sumwhat sfw ? semi one sided enemies to lovers

You sighed, wiping off the lengthy make up you wear to be a warrior. You loved being a Kyoshi Warrior more than anything, but it was tiring. You were two+ years younger than everyone else so Suki, your older sister and the leader, let you take breaks every so often. Luckily she said you can take the day off. You started to lay down to take a nap when you heard running and yelled outside, in your pjs you ran to grab your fan and went quickly outside. Staring at the trio that was tied to the podium you were star struck. Their clothes were so different than anything you have ever seen. You had honestly(but luckily) been sheltered to only have to know clothing from the earth kingdom and Kyoshi island. After debating between the three and your sister, the young bald monk was revealed to be the avatar. Something about it irked you and you rolled your eyes. When you looked back you had caught the attention of a water tribe boy who seemed to be your sisters age. he started to walk over and talk to you, but nothing peaked your interest. Mostly just him giving back handed sexist compliments.

"Your sister is pretty strong for a girl!" He chuckled, obviously annoyed he was ambushed by girls.

"Uh huh" not giving him common curtesy to look him in the eyes.

After a few more comments you simply zoned him out. Well until he asked something that you were actually interested in.

"Sooo.. are you one of the painted fighters too?"

"Um. A Kyoshi warrior? Yea I am" and he gave an interesting look so with that you walked off sighing to yourself. The first outsiders to visit during this 100 year war had to be the most uninteresting people ever. (Cuz honestly you weren't completely convinced the Avatar was here on good terms, he'd probably just lead the fire nation here.)

For the next few days you saw Sokka try and learn how to fight like a Kyoshi Warrior. It kind of disgusted you, you know he just wanted to be better than Suki, but luckily she was the best of the best so you had nothing to fear.

Suddenly you found your feet moving towards the duo practicing, against your will. You knew you disliked Sokka, you avoided him as much as possible. It was baffling to you how different he is from his sister, at least you could stand her. Once you reached the two you sat on a near-by tree stump. Sokka looked over mid attack and absolutely fumbled falling straight on his face. You rolled your eyes and his face went bright red. For the hour that you watched them, Sokka missed every hit and took every hit thrown at him. By this time you were annoyed, instead of finding it humorous. It was like he was trying to be funny and mess with a sacred art form. Frustrated, you loudly groaned and walked away. Sokka knew he had messed up, he wanted to be good, he wasn't sure if it was for him or for you. He thanked Suki and ran off to find you.

Practicing all your moves you had learned over the course of your young teenage life, you left someone creep behind you. Stopping what you're doing you turn around, expecting Suki, but finding Sokka. You simply crossed your arms expecting him to speak.

"You saw me practice today" he uttered embarrassed

"Indeed I did," rolling your eyes

"I didn't mean to mess up, I was just nervous with you watching!"

"Whatever you say water boy, just stay out of my way and stop making a fool out of yourself." you turned back around and tried expanding your fan, but suddenly a hand was on your wrist and your hip, spinning you around instantaneously. Sokka's face was mere inches from yours, he looked down at your lips and back up to your eyes making the hair on the back of your neck stand up.

"Why won't you give me a chance?" he whispered low

Your mind whirred, 'chance for what? Why does he want a chance? Why is he so close?'

"Um what do you mean?" you gulped loudly

He let go of you lightly, "Why don't you give me a chance to show you I'm not who you think I am, I'm strong and a warrior."

You immediately scoffed "Yea right, what I saw today really showed that." this obviously pissed Sokka off, and he lowered his head down to stare at you in the eyes. Suddenly you could smell him, taking a moment to appreciate how clean he kept himself, you gathered and studied every inch of his face. Pausing to look at how nice his lips looked in the light. A moment of silence was suddenly broke.

"Like what you see?" He said smirking, leaning in to close the distance between yours and his lips.

You yelped loudly before throwing him over your shoulder and running away.

After what happened it was easy to ignore him and his practices. But your heart didn't want to, some how that stupid pony tail boy made you yearn for him. But your brain knew it wasn't a good idea to fall for a strange boy, let alone let him know that. But fate was against the organ in your head and as you turned the corner you saw, once again, your sister practicing with the water tribe boy. You walked up to them to watch but this time when Sokka noticed you, he gave it his all. Easily overpowering Suki, her face turning bright red that you could see through the makeup. Sokka crossing his eyes and giving a smug look. Your jaw dropped and you felt something inside your stomach, a tight knot that wouldn't untie. Sokka walked over to you after thanking Suki and bowing to her.

"How was that?"

you just stared at him, shellshocked. Causing him to laugh he rolled his eyes at you, he wrapped one hand around your waist and one around the back of your neck pulling you in for a kiss.

You eased yourself into it, kissing back. Your brain knew it was wrong but what was so bad with letting your heart win?

"Well Sokka, you do have the heard of a warrior." you laughed before leaning in for another kiss.

#atla sokka #sokka #sokka x reader #🦢#🦢 anon #sokka avatar the last airbender #reader x character

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aclockmaker · 5 months

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steddie established relationship argument (mild on the actual arguing) under the cut. ~1700 words. cw discussion of having kids. no teaser because it starts out kind of E rated lol

also on ao3

“Pretty baby,” Eddie said, nose in the back of Steve’s hair, dragging against his scalp. “You’re so sweet, you were so sweet with Emily earlier.”

They’d been playing with Nancy and Jonathan’s 3-month old for the first time.

“Oh yeah?” Steve said, grinding the swell of his ass back against Eddie.

“Yes,” Eddie rumbled, lips against a shivery part of Steve’s neck.

After nearly a year of dating, Steve was used to this flavor of praise from Eddie, but it still worked to calm something deep inside him. And it was exactly because he did feel calm that he said, “So do you finally wanna talk about it?”

Eddie made an inquisitive sound into Steve’s skin.

“Eddie. You know,” Steve said gently, holding himself still. He thought if he played his cards right he might be able to get Eddie to mess around a little, ask him if he wanted to get a baby put in him, that sort of thing.

But when Eddie just kept frowning into Steve’s neck Steve went on—“Kids?”

“Uh huh. What about them?”

“Come on,” Steve said, squirming and then flipping over when Eddie let up. “You know I want kids, right?” He said it softly, because of course Eddie did know.

Except Eddie froze, just a little, and the whole thing began to feel decidedly unsexy. “Uh,” he said, a notch too loud for the situation.

“Okay, not right,” Steve said, mostly to himself. He’d thought, for sure, that he’d been making no secret of it.

“I mean,” Eddie said, trying to recover. “I totally, yeah, I guess, I know you—like kids and everything.” He chewed his lip like he knew it was lame. Steve rarely saw him so wrong-footed.

“Well, yeah,” Steve said. “I do, but—like last weekend, remember when that dad was arguing with his kids about milkshakes? And I said I wouldn’t make a big deal out of a milkshake with my kids—what’s the point?”

Eddie sputtered. “Okay, that was a hypothetical! I thought! I just thought—and you never said—” Eddie shook his head. “Oh. Six little nuggets.”

“Yes, as you’re so fond of reminding me.” Steve rolled his eyes to show he was joking.

“But, Steve,” Eddie said, sitting up.

Slowly, not wanting to do it, Steve followed.

“I mean—what does this mean? You would want to, what? Marry a woman?” At least Eddie seemed baffled by it.

“Don’t be ridiculous. I mean I want to do it with you, obviously. Dumbass,” Steve added for good measure.

“With me,” Eddie said, not able to hide the way his eyes went wide.

“No, with Jonathan,” Steve said, annoyed. “Obviously you, man, who else am I in a serious relationship with?”

“Okay, Jesus, give me two minutes to catch up here!”

Guilt made Steve want to let him off the hook but he didn’t think he should have to, really. Steve frowned at his lap, feeling miserable and stuck. He had the unpleasant sense that this wasn’t going anywhere good.

“Is it really so bad?” Steve asked.

“I don’t know!” Eddie said. He stood up, paced restlessly to the opposite side of the room and back. He was wearing only a pair of boxers and he reminded Steve of a caged animal before he even started throwing on his clothes.

Steve sat quietly in bed as he dressed only partly because he knew it was the thing he could do that would annoy Eddie the most. And Eddie was the one who was leaving, he deserved it. He also did it because he really didn’t know what else to do. Begging Eddie to stay wouldn’t do any good. They both needed space sometimes.

“I don’t even—it’s not that easy,” Eddie said, picking up his wallet and then putting it down again to punctuate it. “It wouldn’t be that easy for us.”

“I get that,” Steve said carefully. “But I thought… it doesn’t have to be a baby. Maybe an older kid.”

“Steve,” Eddie said, looking almost choked up. “Can we—talk about this later?” His voice had turned brusque. “I just need to—clear my head.”

“Yeah, course,” Steve said, feeling stupid and vulnerable still in the t-shirt he slept in while Eddie was dressed. The fight had gone out of him. Eddie just needed to deal with the revelation in his own way. He’d come back. Steve owed it to him to be patient after, apparently, springing this on him.

Eddie paused at the door. “I do love you.”

“I know. You too.”

And then the door was shutting behind him. Steve’s fingers itched to call Robin but for the first time it felt so personal that he decided against it. It was personal for Eddie, too. It belonged to both of them, and, for right now at least, no one else.

Now, if Eddie wasn’t back by the morning, all bets were off.

Steve gave up on sleeping after a frustrating 45 minutes and resigned himself to sitting up at least until exhaustion won out with worry. And right now, worry was putting up a good fight.

Steve put the water on for tea. He wasn’t stupid—he knew that Eddie might not come back. Or, well, he’d surely come back to the apartment either way but he might not ever really come back to Steve after this.

They were serious about each other. A consequence of the years of charged friendship before they’d so much as kissed, maybe, or just a consequence of how well they usually worked together. They talked about spending the rest of their lives together. Something like whether or not they each wanted kids was a big deal—the kind of thing that changed things. Steve had given Eddie an ultimatum. Part of him wanted to backtrack, call Eddie up and say just kidding, I can be flexible about this. But he couldn’t, and besides, he didn’t know where to call (except for how, realistically, he knew Eddie was at his uncle’s or Jeff’s place.)

In the morning, Steve called Robin.

“Oh, babe,” Robin said when Steve explained it, her voice crackling just a little down the line from New York where she was always up early. “Did you sleep at all?”

“About four hours,” Steve admitted. He’d been too wound up for any more and he was sure as hell feeling it now, exhausted and eyes aching. He hadn’t cried, and he spared a thought for the fact that maybe he was kidding himself by not really examining the worst case scenario. “Do you think—I mean, obviously this isn’t a good sign. That he left. But do you think there’s a chance or am I delusional?”

Robin snorted. “There’s more than a chance. He loves you, obviously. But—yeah, he might decide he wants to end things. We know that’s an option.” She said it gently enough that now Steve did feel a little hot behind the eyes.

Today was a Sunday. Their only plans were hanging out with Jonathan and Nancy and Emily more while they were in town. If Steve had to go see them alone—

“I wish there was something I could do,” Steve said miserably. And then the front door opened and there was Eddie, close across the small apartment, looking a little out of breath in the yellow morning light that was pouring in through the window, too cheerful for Steve’s heavy heart. “Oh, shit, Rob, I have to go.”

“Is it—”

“Yeah. Love you.”

“I love you, call me, that’s a threat—”

Steve hung up the phone.

“Uh,” Eddie said. “Robin?”

“Yeah.”

“Hi, Robin,” Eddie said dutifully toward the hung-up phone.

“I’ll tell her,” Steve said, so giddy with relief that Eddie was back that the nothing joke made him want to laugh. “Hi.”

Eddie looked at him. “Hi.”

Steve took a breath. “I’m sorry. For bringing it up during sex, and all. That was stupid.” He’d been feeling guilty some more and that, at least, was a legitimate reason for it.

But Eddie just shrugged. “No, it’s…” He searched for the word. “You thought I knew.” He wore his hair short these days, and it looked like he’d been running his fingers through it.

“Yeah. Eddie, listen—”

“No, just—give me a second,” Eddie said. And then he was going down on one knee, pulling something out of his pocket and holding it out to Steve. It was a simple gold band. It looked well-worn, but it shone in the light.

He cleared his throat. “Steve, I—“ his voice broke. “I’m sorry I don’t have a ring box. I went to the pawn shop as soon as it opened and I didn’t want to wait for another place to—I love you. I got scared when you started talking about kids, because it seems so big. And I just didn’t realize you felt that way, even though, okay, I guess I should’ve. But the more I thought about it the more what really scared me was losing you. I love the idea of you as a dad. You’d make any kid so lucky to have you. I can’t believe you want to do it with me, but if you really do—I’m open to it. So—will you?”

“We can’t even get married, though,” Steve reminded him, perilously close to tears again.

“Psh,” Eddie said. “Fuck the government, I’ll marry you anyway.”

“Eddie, get up,” Steve said, and then the tears were coming. He swiped at his eyes while Eddie stood hesitantly. “Save it, okay? Save the ring. I don’t want it to be like this—to end a fight. I want it to be its own thing. And it’s too soon anyway. It hasn’t even been a year. But—” Steve grabbed Eddie’s hand before he could put the ring back in his pocket. “Yes. Of course I want to marry you.”

Eddie touched his knuckles to Steve’s cheek, pushed aside a tear. “Getting some mixed signals,” he said, looking between Steve’s eyes with his own so full of love it hurt to see. “I’m sorry. And for worrying you.”

Steve sniffed. “I was worried but—I knew you’d come back. I know you.”

“I know you do,” Eddie said. He was still holding the ring. “Do you want to at least try it on? You could wear it on a chain or something—”

Steve put the ring on, and he didn’t take it off until the day in Joyce’s backyard when Eddie held it safe in his pocket until it was time for him to put it back on Steve in front of everyone they loved in the world.

#steddie #steddie fic #steve harrington #eddie munson #angst with a happy ending i suppose #trying to think what i'd tag on ao3 #i don't know what else...........#it's just a one-shot of a concept i always liked #and i don't know that i'll ever use it in something longer so i thought i'd just write it as its own thing #:)#my fic

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dollsorwhatever · 6 months

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Creeproduction Spectra

Figured this would be valuable to post here as well since these are so new lol Despite spending almost an entire day complaining about Creeproduction Spectra having the wrong head sculpt and polypropylene hair, I did actually buy her from Paulmart the day she was first listed because Spectra is one of my favorite MH characters (along with Cleo ofc, and Wydowna- please make a collector or G3 Wydowna Mattel I am begging you) and because I was curious to compare her with my original Sig Spectra that came from the very first batch and is slightly different from later batches of Sig Spectra lol Original on the left, Creepro on the right!

Some things of note: -Can confirm she has poly hair! Appalling. I get that kanekalon is discontinued, but there are nearly identical saran matches for Spectra's original hair colors, so this was purely a result of Mattel being incredibly cheap. Mattel has recently made a pretty significant effort to make new saran batches of g3 dolls that originally had poly, so I really do not understand why they would do this for a reproduction doll that is primarily directed at adult collectors lol It's also horribly layered in a way that I find baffling? Sig Spectra has always had weird layers but the creeproduction has, like, a mullet. I'm not even bothering to style it because she's getting a reroot ASAP.

-Creepro uses the less detailed Spectra sculpt with less prominent cheekbones that was introduced with the final batch of Signature Spectra and used for most of her subsequent dolls until 13 Wishes. It also sits a lot lower on the neck than the original sculpt, which is why she looks slightly less relaxed than my original.

I honestly hate that they chose to reproduce this sculpt instead of the original (her HC doll also lacks cheekbones btw) and she would have been lesser compared to my original even if she didn't have poly. Spectra's original sculpt is one of my favorite MH heads they've ever done so it's pretty annoying to see them using the simplified version for her new dolls, especially considering they made switch in the first place because corporate allegedly thought the original was "too scary" for children. Despite my disappointment at her lack of cheekbones, I do actually really like her face and I find it a little hilarious that I managed to get such a good one after all the complaining I did lol

-While Creepro Spectra has a shorter neck than her original doll, she has a longer neck than the other Creeproductions; this is because the other Creeproductions (both waves) have shorter necks than their original dolls, but Spectra's original doll already had a much longer neck than the other characters. I guess she had some extra neck to spare compared to the rest lol (it's more accurate to say that the neck length is still the same, but all of their heads sit lower on the neck knob than their original dolls for some reason) -Her screening is mostly based on the version used for the late batch of Sig Spectra, but interestingly has a side glance! The only other version of Sig Spectra with a side glance is a variant from her second or third batch (with cheekbones) so it's interesting that they chose a side glance for the reproduction.

-Her earrings match the first batch Spectra (black chains instead of silver like subsequent batches), but the rest of her outfit is more reminiscent of the batches that came after. For example the belt on the first batch is much more simple than the one used on later batches, and the creepro comes with the more detailed belt. -Skirt is slightly shorter and her boots are also darker (improvements imo) -The silver necklace and bracelet shackle are made of a much more transparent plastic than the original (not an improvement) -Her top is mostly the same but the construction is slightly less fitted and the pleather feels a bit cheaper.

As much as I actually sincerely like her, I think it's overall a mixed bag; the poly is the worst part imo. I can look past the sculpt being wrong because she is really gorgeous despite that, but it's unacceptable for any doll to be rooted with polypropylene, and especially not a reproduction. And I can't help but think about how amazing she would have been with her original sculpt. Luckily I can reroot and I look forward to giving her knee length saran hair..... but I shouldn't have to do that! According to the retailer who first got these, they will get a wide release on Amazon exclusively in April of 2024 and he only managed to get them directly from Mattel because they hadn't decided to make them Amazon exclusives until after he ordered stock. So keep an eye on Amazon in a few months! Also according to a very reliable inside source on Reddit, there will also be a new batch of wave 1 Creeproductions in 2024 as well!

Don't buy from scalpers!

#monster high #creeproduction #spectra vondergeist

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olderthannetfic · 6 months

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Oh do we still do fanfic pet peeves? I haaaaaaate when a fic has an otherwise "normal" or badass character be a fragile little flower who cries at the drop of the hat. I mean, I get it. Crying usually stoic dude is hot. I am totally here for that. But give me the BUILD UP. Show me WHY exactly THIS thing is the thing that breaks the camel's back. "They are just crying now" is just something that doesn't do anything for me and is boring in the worst cases.

For example: I remember that one fic. It was for a fandom that had your typical teenage power fantasy characters in it. You know, 13-16 year olds that jump out of flying planes, that were in at least five explosions, that fight the bad guys who use goofy sounding/looking weapons (but who are still very much dangerous) and in canon especially the "leader" was this brave guy that would do everything for his friends and that would happily jump into any kind of danger to help others. And the fic was like "So they are at school now (because of course they were still teenagers) and his homework falls into a puddle and now he is crying about it".

Like, I would have been totally there for it if it had been the absolute WORST DAY OF HIS LIFE there where everything went wrong and the homework thing was the last straw. Or like... if in canon (or established earlier in the fic) schoolwork had been super important to him (but no school in general was really not a big thing in the canon as a whole) but this? No built-up, no explanation, no real payoff. The fic just... continued on, it was mostly about some other characters and pairings. But that scene took me out of everything so much. It wasn't even there to like have some other character comfort him. it was just so baffling!

(Damn I read that fic 10+ years ago and it's STILL in my memory because of this... it was otherwise a fine fic but uuurgh that one scene!!!)

Just... if you want the angst/whoopification of a character that's FINE but give us SOMETHING on how one gets from Point A to Point Crying Mess. Please!

I wrote my first fanfic because I was so annoyed about one where a character committed suicide because of a guilt-trippy letter that he didn't finish reading to the end where it said the other dude wasn't dead after all.

It was the character least likely to fail to finish reading a letter too.

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maopll · 1 year

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May I request Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, and Diavolo with a confectioner reader?

SWEET TREATS !

| obey me!

⌗:, a/n: first obey me req! I love any ask which has something to do with sweets. thanks for giving diavolo though I love this himbo.

⌗:, warning: fluff only

⌗:, pairings: lucifer, mammon, satan & diavolo w/ gn!confectioner!reader (separately)

,,baking sweets have been running in your family since. your friends, teachers, and neighbours all have complemented that your sweets taste like the celestial realm and...they were not joking,,

LUCIFER was once again overworking himself so to help him get through those stacks of paperwork you prepared some tea and biscuits. you kept those at a place where he could reach.

He was a bit hungry that moment since he had been overworking non-stop so it was like a midnight snack at this point even if the tea had grown cold. Once he tasted those however, he thought 'they taste good' but when he tried to grab for more he was met with empty plate because he basically ravaged the plate without thinking that he had been binge eating. he was going to ask you where you found those biscuits from and he was amazed to hear that you baked those. you truly have some worthy talents thus the reason why you belong in the house of lamentation. he had to admit that those felt like the baked goodies he found in the celestial realm back when he was still an angel. but now that he has you he can always ask you for more. but for rigjt now he is not going to get more cause according to you Beel ate them. you can always make more for your overworked luci :)

MAMMON and you were inside the kitchen while he was talking about the happenings of the week while you were preparing some lunch for everyone because the next day was school. everyone had mostly the same but he had fee sweets because he is your favourite dumb lover

he did see you put some sweets and he had that pikachu meme face. he was BAFFLED hearing that you can bake. WELL that's the very reason why you are his human. Make more for him he loves your cooking he just can't get enough. especially those croissants that you make. Before he really didn't like human world cooking but yours can be an exception. Your cakes, crackers and other baked foods tasted like the ones Michael and Lucifer used to make for him when he was a kid and would always annoy his brother to make more because 'I am hungry!'. You saw how mammon's eyes were a little dazed and heard him chuckle a little. looks like he's remembering those good memories.

DIAVOLO was sitting in his office taking care of the ministrations of devildom at large and the paperwork of RAD. he had been doing it and the heaps of paper just never seem to end and while you did know that he would be working at the very moment thanks to a certain butler. so you gave the cake you made for him and some tea and asked Barbatos to serve it to him because you didn't want to disturb him when he's busy and he would definitely ditch the paperwork to just talk to you

He was still doing his paperwork when Barbatos came with some tea and cake. He thought he had made them so with a simple 'thank you' he had him leaving the room to take care of other works. After a while, when he was finally going to eat those, he felt like he ascended to the heavens. he swore he saw some white pearly gate with trumpets. How did these taste so good? he has had enough of Barbatos's food that he should know their taste by now, so how did these taste so different and so...delicious? on inquiring barbatos, he found out you made it and asked him to serve it to him. Now he was running to his phone just to ask you to come here. he can't thank you enough for giving him foods that give him more energy! he knew it was the right idea to bring you in as the exchange student since you were basically good at everything! Well now since you have shown your talents he will NOT hesitate to shamelessly ask you to bring some more. he loves you <3

SATAN here was making food for asmo because he demanded that one food that was all the rage in devilgram but he didn't get to eat and only Satan was the one who had it. since he knew how it tasted he should be the one to make it right? so here he is baking some raindrop cake

He reluctantly agreed because if he didn't do it he would constantly annoy him and that would just fuel his anger more. so he begrudgingly decided to listen to his whims. He was kinda frustrated because one, he just brought a new book about cats and he has been wanting to read it for so long and two, he can't get this thing in the right shape either and it's just been a hard journey all along. He was thinking of blasting away the kitchen but he held together what little piece he had of his patience and thank god you arrived at the right moment. please help him dude can't figure out anything.

He had been sitting across you while you baked and he gave instructions but he didn't think so you would actually be able to bake that??? he gotta admit he underestimated you and your decorations on top and the taste of it was immaculate. he was craving for more but that was for asmo and he really went ahead and asked without thinking "can I have more" and he was blushing hard because he just spitted out his inner thoughts. he was met with cackles from you but you will always make him some more if he wants all he needs to do is just ask !

#obey me!#obey me x mc #obey me fluff #obey me lucifer #lucifer x y/n #lucifer fluff #obey me mammon #obey me #mammon fluff #mammon x mc #obey me satan #satan x mc #satan fluff #obey me diavolo #diavolo x reader #diavolo fluff

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rinskazuu · 1 year

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rating record of ragnarok characters /10, because i can.

DISCLAIMER: i’m only rating the characters based off what the manga & anime has portrayed. i’ve done little to no research on these people themselves, which is why i don’t condone anything immoral that they’ve done. this was written before the release of chapter 73+

a/n: i think i wanna do this for every anime + genshin & val. PLS WATCH IT & LMK IF YOU GUYS LIKE IT. also i dont care abt grammatical and/or punctual errors, this is a shit post

MANGA SPOILER WARNING!!

THOR: first of all, he’s so fucking hot. his smile caught me so off guard tho, i kinda just stood there watching the screen, baffled. not much character to him, he’s just hot. 7/10

LU BU: i’m chinese, i literally feel so happy when i see chinese characters. biased, but definitely a plus. he, just like thor, has little to no character. first character i called hot, is hot, but there are hotter characters. (what, i am not talking abt hermes wdym?) 7/10

HERMES: 10/10. no explanation. my man right there. i literally scream & cream every time i see him. why is he so fine. not a single panel or clip where he looks bad. pls eat me out, sir i beg. i will serve you. ONE CHANCE. JUST ONE?? i’m in love with him. who needs real men or women when hermes.

GOLL: she is SO ANNOYING. her eng & jp voice are both annoying asl. she’s that one character, that exists in mostly every anime, used to explain background info & battle info on other characters. brunhilde is too nice on her. she reminds me of when i first saw yachi (haikyuu) on screen. yachi, too, was annoying. but i grew to love her🫶. 1/10

BRUNHILDE: SHES SO HOT. ATE. SHE ALDNAHDISKZ. yeah, what else is there to say? 8/10

APHRODITE: she truly lives up to her version in the greek mythology. hottest woman/goddess alive. ate. her boobs, i want to squish them & bury my face in them. WHEN IS IT MY TURN TO HOLD THEM? 8/10

ZEUS: idgaf what anyone says, he’s not hot. not even his younger self. he looks like mirio (mha) turned netero (hxh). love his character tho. the eyes scared me at first. he’s hilarious. 5/10

ADAM: my friend, the one who recommended snv to me, told me he’d be more my type. he was, minus the fact that’s he literally butt fucking naked. nice ass cheeks tho. def pretty boy, his wife is hot too. i want her more😋. his line abt fighting for his children made me cry. should’ve won. i say, let hermes be uncleless & fatherless. 7/10

POSEIDON: he was fs the blueprint for adam. anywho, yk hes fine. SOOO FINE. meowing for him. he doesn’t beat hermes tho. nobody beats hermes. well, look wise at least. it was rlly hard choosing who to root for in this fight. that’s a lie, i was always on humanity’s side. sad he died:( 9/10. -1 for being a little, arrogant, narcissistic, egotistical bitch. 8/10

SASAKI KOJIRO: see, zeus coulda been hot like him at that old age. man aged like fine wine. character was a W. hot, determined, good character, funny. what else can you want from a man? 8/10

HERACLES: disappointed. so disappointed. he looked better in the disney ver. this fight was so boring for me. you’re telling me i’m supposed to watch the fight instead of ogling at hot characters? no. character was okay. 6/10

JACK THE RIPPER: massive L. not supporting a murderer. next. 0/10

SHIVA: hot from the beginning. 4 arms? do what you want to me, sir. 3 WIVES? tengen (kny), is that you bro?😭 anywho, he’s cocky, def my type irl LMAO. i wouldn’t let that slide tho.. his wives are hot too😋 8/10

RAIDEN TAMEEMON: i paid very little attention to this fight. don’t remember his backstory too well (i read this fight not even 24 hours ago btw). not that good looking, not ugly either. i liked his character, upset he took 3 of shiva’s arms. why 3? why not 2? he got 1 arm left. 4/10

BUDDHA: THATS MY GOD RIGHT THERE. ate. i’m not religious, and neither are my family, but they are buddhist, so by default, i am too. i personally think buddhism is the best religion, but we’re not gonna get into that. i have very valid reasons btw. love his personality, love his looks. massive W. ofc he fights for humanity. he’s a walking W. 9/10

ZEROFUKU: precious. definition of deserved better. what made me sad, is how he was written during the fight. he’s consistently hitting, with little to no strategy. his backstory is sad, but his battle exp was written poorly. also the random ass monster possessing took me tf out. 7/10

HADES: fine ass mf. he’s so different from how he’s usually portrayed, both look & personality wise. the first W netflix has pulled. he’s hot and responsible? persephone, we can share him babes. also, the relationship between him & poseidon made me SOB. like actually. hurt so bad i made an angst edit. 9/10

QIN SHI HUANG: first off, i don’t do research on my own ethnicity’s history. i didn’t even know who tf lu bu was. my family knew tho. with that aside, PROUD TO BE CHINESE❗️ he’s so fine. SO FINE. the way his character was written, was wonderful. i loved the fight between him & hades. the tension & the lengths they went to try & win. 9/10

BEELZEBUB: his backstory was so tragic. what i didn’t like, was how they rushed his & lilith’s story. like, they kinda randomly said i love you to each other. i’d love to see their adventures tgt. lilith, leave that emo thing, and come be w me. he’s fine too. i rlly like how they introduced him. 8/10

NIKOLA TESLA: i don’t have much of an opinion on him. very chatty, which i don’t actually mind. i guess we’ll have to wait for more chapters to release before i form an opinion on him. 5/10

ODIN: the hair bro. THE HAIR. i keep forgetting he exists, but i’m not his biggest fan. not bad, but i prefer his sons. i do like the theory of him being a traitor. he looks the part. 5/10

LOKI: honestly, i liked him a lot in the beginning, but now, it’s like he’s kinda on the side. cute & hot. thor is the better brother tho. speaking of, how tf are they even brothers? moving on, i like his personality. i like his shocked, mixed w angry, facial expressions more. 7/10

ARES: the hair again. very stylish, i do like it, but it took me out. walking around looking like a school girl. i don’t like how he tries to be a know-it-all w hermes, when he literally relies on him for info. but that’s my man for you. his expressions are SO WELL. 6/10

ADAMAS: i was awfully confused, at first, when there were 3 older brothers to zeus. usually, it’s just hades, poseidon & zeus. not his biggest fan, his character was rushed. 4/10

BONUSES

JESUS: i was very happy to see jesus. i’m not sure why, i just was. why is he the only character, THAT LOOKS LIKE THEMSELVES? 9/10

LU BU SIMP AGENCY: 10/10. i don’t need to say anymore. W cheng gong. love that man.

FORSETI: what a loser. he was so annoying. 2/10

EVE: mother? mommy? whatever. MEOW. 9/10

SASAKI SIMP AGENCY: love them as well. 10/10. walking Ws all around.

i don’t think i’m missing anyone, am i?

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dmwrites · 1 year

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By the third time Joe flew back to spawn, having just saved Oli’s things again, he was mildly annoyed. And stressed. Mostly annoyed, though.

“Oh! My sweet savior, hello king!” Oli was kind of flailing about at spawn, waving to Joe.

“Okay, here are your things. Again.” Joe said with a deep sigh, rubbing his temples.

“Oh, thank you so much, Joe! You know, you’re like a father to me, always here to save me!”

“Absolutely not.” Joe replied after a stunned moment of silence.

“Okay, well, my mother then. You’re like my mamma bird, and I’m your wrinkly baby with its mouth open like ‘feed me my diamond armor’!” Oli persisted, following Joe as he began walking away. “Oh, come on, haven’t you ever wanted to be part of a found family trope fanfic?”

“Wha- I don’t know what any of that is, and I frankly don’t have the time to learn. I am a very busy man.” Joe wished he could shake Oli, but the bard seemed content to follow him with some kind of janky walking dance. “I have a kid, I do not need another.”

“But you’ve given me money and saved me from all the baddies. You’re my papa now!” Oli cried dramatically, wrapping his arms around Joe’s shoulders and dragging his feet so Joe was forced to stop.

“You know, okay, I have to go pick up my kid, my real kid, from school soon. So I can’t stay and keep an eye on you. Come with me, and I’ll leave you with a babysitter.”

“Yay!” Oli exclaimed, jumping up and doing a little dance. “Oh, what a day to be alive with my new papa! I knew you’d come around!”

“I wish I wasn’t a pg YouTube channel right now.” Joe muttered under his breath.

“What was that, king?” Oli asked.

“Nothing, nothing. Okay, here we are.” Joe gestured to his starter haunted house. “This is my old house, and I’m gonna leave you with a babysitter that’s smarter then you, so you can’t get into trouble.”

“Well they must be pretty smart, because I am so smart as well!” Oli followed Joe into the house and up the ladder.

“Alright, here we are. You sit here.” Joe pulled out a stool and sat Oli on it.

“Where’s my babysitter?” Oli asked, looking around.

“Well, right here, of course.” Joe smirked, and pointed to a glass case against the wall. There was a loud, guttural spitting sound, and Oli realized that there was a live shulker in the glass case, which peered at him suspiciously.

“Right. Now, you be good, or I will set Mimic on you.” Joe said, grinning wildly.

“Wait- are you saying that I’m less intelligent then a shulker?” Oli asked with a hurt gasp.

“That’s a puzzle for you to figure out.” Joe replied. “Now. Stay here, don’t get yourself killed. Oh, and the house is haunted, and there are Wordles in the basement. Byeee!” And he vanished into thin air, leaving Oli baffled, but still for once.

#December 8 2022 #fic #hc x empires #joe hills #theorionsound #long post #inspired by joes stream today

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thewonandonly · 1 year

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SIXTEEN.FIVE — AUGUST 2, 2022, 12:31PM

another slow, slow day at the office, er, the convenience store actually. you were working another morning shift, much to your distaste. the convenience store was open for 24 hours a day, and you missed the livelihood of the evening, and to be honest, you missed the company of wonyoung, the only other employee that gave you the time of day to hear about your everyday life.

you were sure that yunho and the other "fenomenal five" had something to do with the fact you're working morning shifts. the only other time you woke up this early was when you had to set up for your book readings at the library. and that was only because you put time and effort into that.

you sighed deeply, leaning on the palm of your hand as you tapped the screen of your phone, over and over, expecting for notifications to pop up in an instant.

but, knowing your certain lack of popularity with people around your age, save for your best friends, you knew that wasn't going to happen. you knew that checking the time wasn't going to make it move any faster, and you knew that checking your phone for notifications wasn't going to make them show up any time soon.

there was a rumble under your feet, and if it was an earthquake, you would've been crushed under the rubble. and it might as well have been, because the person who was going to walk through the door is much more of a disaster than anything else.

seonghwa. the name sends chills down your spine, out of contempt. and, he still owes you ten dollars for that taxi fare.

you consider yourself a very kind and nice person, until someone takes advantage of that kindness, much like the adults in your family. you were great at setting boundaries, if the relationship needed them.

he climbed off his bike and pulled his helmet off his head, holding it in his hand as he opened the door to the convenience store.

he gave an acknowledging nod before setting his helmet down on the counter, looking at you with the same plain look he always sported. and you began to wonder if he ever changed his expression. if he laughed, if he had even a bit of a smile to crack. and not his lazy smirk he had on when he's annoyed, or baffled by something "idiotic" said.

he opened the side of his jacket, and pulled a folded up piece of paper from his inside pocket, setting it on the counter.

"what's this?" you asked, opening it.

seonghwa shrugged, "my résumé."

you stood there for a moment, blinking your eyes at him, "oh, yeah, let me go and let my manager know." you laughed awkwardly, and began to slowly walk to the back of your oh-so familiar storage room.

you frantically began to call for your manager on his cell phone, hanging up and re-dialing when he didn't answer.

god, i could have been getting robbed and he wasn't even answering the call, you thought. and immediately, after the third call, you texted the chat before locking your phone and frantically searching around for anything to give you a grip on reality, to ground you.

tripping over a few of the boxes of the storage room, you grabbed a small yellow finger puppet, squeezing it around your finger and began to walk out, bending your forefinger as you walked out.

you stopped in front of seonghwa on the other side of the counter, and held up your finger. in the attempt of making him laugh, even a little after hearing the entire debacle behind the door.

"i am the manager." you mumbled, moving the finger puppet with the bend of your finger, "what made you interested in this position?"

seonghwa give that annoying smirk and a chuckle, "hongjoong basically told me to grow up. and since i see you here on your own in the mornings, it would've been easier to work with someone i know than with someone i don't." he looked at you more than the yellow finger puppet. "when should i come in for the actual interview?" he asked.

you dropped your hand, "well, as you can see from..." you motioned to your finger, mostly the finger puppet, "he didn't answer and he's not in right now, so i can send him your résumé and he'll contact you." you shrugged.

"sounds good." seonghwa nodded, "seems like i'm good to go." he patted the counter and pulled on his helmet again, "see you soon." he nodded before opening the door and walked back out to his bike.

you placed your phone on the counter and began to text your friends back in a panic, the caps accentuating the chaos you felt in your head.

seonghwa's bike started up with a loud echo of the engine revving up.

you jumped, looking out the window at him, and he pushed the eye shield down to block his eyes before turning around in the parking lot and driving off.

you sighed, turning back to your phone, a small smile crossing your face.

it'd be interesting to work with seonghwa. you wondered how well of a worker he was, or how bad.

PARK SEONGHWA is a stone-cold, cantankerous punk-rock player. He hates everything about the world, and if he had just one chance, he’d do anything to keep the best thing about the world in his arms; you, the complete opposite of everything he’s ever built up to hate.

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genericdegraded · 1 year

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I have always liked Avatar (2009), [hating it is mostly and mainly a USA phenomenon that has spread to the rest of the english speaking parts of the internet? the rest of the world doesn't hate Avatar 2009 the way americans do], and have little to no criticisms about it, but the ones I do have, have always bothered me. all my sentimental triplet ass wanted out of this movie was for the fact that Jake was a twin to be more fleshed out. it was to some degree the thing about him that I related to the most. like maybe show some more that Tommy existed, not just the "wow you look just like him, durh" basic line wich every identical twin, triplet, etc, has heard countless times in their lifes. I've always felt that they mentioned the fact just at the beginning to justify the plot (why Jake was there in the first place, reluctant hero and what not, and a way for him to have an avatar) and then when they got it out of the way they never mention Tommy again. not even in their birthday at the end, wich to me is baffling, I would have mentioned my brother at our own birthday if I were him. the most depht in emotion we get from Jake regarding Tommy, apart from his initial reaction when he sees Tommy in the box, is "he is dead, I know it's a big inconvenience for everyone" and "[the avatar] looks like him" (a line that gets undercut by the "nO, LOoKs liKE yOu" line) and he is never mentioned again (exept for saying that they got lucky with him because he had a marine brother). like. I know that not every twins relationship is like mine with my sisters, (that are basically my best friends and no one understands me better than them), but it must have been heart wrenching to no longer have him there, for him to no longer exist, and to have to step on your brothers path. doing it knowing that you are the one that is going take his place and his dream, wondering what he would think about you doing so. seeing the damn avatar that looks like your brother, and knowing that a little piece of him still remains after all.

(on that note, I don't think people understand that identical twins and triplets don't think they look alike even if they do. my sisters and I are identical triplets and I have never thought they look alike between them let alone I looking like them, sure we may look similar, but in my head it's more like when our brother looks similar to us, we just look like siblings. but I see both my sisters side by side and I see two different people, so I really think that Jake doesn't think that the avatar looks like him, he thinks it looks like Tommy, and he says so ("[the avatar] looks like him"). and a moment, that would've been extremely emotional if it were me, gets undercut by the utterly tone deaf "no, looks like you". no, it doesn't, it looks like (in his head) the recently deceased brother, let him have that moment in peace)

and the birthday thing. I am aware that it technically has been 6 years but come on, it's his first birthday without his brother existing, the first one they don't spend alive together [which i honestly dread to have to experience]. that deserves at least a mention. but apparently not, not even because you are about to fuse your consciousness with your brother's avatar for eternity, on yours and your brother's birtday. am i the only one that got that? is it just me? maybe they didn't have the best sibling relationship and I know that my experiences are not universal and maybe I am wishing for too much, but triplets and twins barely get any representation in media besides cookie cutter copy paste shenanigans with barely any depth of personality, if at all, that are not interested in identifying each individual sibling as an actual character besides giving them different colors, and this was such a missed potential that it annoys me to no end.

when I have re-watched the movie I always do it hoping to find more depth in that aspect of the story, that would make Jake a more realistic character, that would react or think like my experience as a triplet tells me he would regarding that aspect of the character, not just as plot justificacion. it just gives me endless headcanons. like, does Jake have any mixed feelings about Tommy dying and him getting to go to pandora and his avatar? does he ever feel guilty that he's to some degree glad that Tommy died? does he ever regret Tommy's death once he is fully immersed in tribe life? does he ever miss him?

and the endless jokes they both could have made about Tommy's avatar. he is more handsome than you, Tommy. now I have a clone that I actually like. now I can beat your marine ass.

there are really subtle storytelling moments in the movie, like if you are paing attention, you know that there are native people on pandora before the colonel tells us, the arrows in the tires of the bulldozer practically scream that to our faces, that's the first time in the movie that we get the hint of some humanoid alien life. or like how you can tell time passes because of Jake's hair growth (which is also a plot hole because, how did it not grow during the 6 years on the way?). or how people in the background look at Jake weird when they see him on the wheelchair for the first time. there are little nuances like that throughout the movie. there could have been something like that that hints at that aspect of Jake's character traits. for fycks sake, there is a damn narrator in the movie and that's Jake, it doesn't have to be subtle. he could straight up just tell us how he feels about his brother being dead.

I know the the film is not interested in analyzing or pondering the psychological and emotional state and stages of having to step into your sibling's life instead of them, but I wish it had taken the time to flesh it out more. the moments were there, they just had to execute them better?

Idk, it's just that I don't think I ever see Jake mourning Tommy and I needed/expected for it to happen? Tommy gets killed a week before he gets in cryo, so for Jake it's really only been a few days since he lost Tommy when the movie starts. and it get brushed under the rug like a prop. and I am still mad about that.

#this has been in my drafts for ages #hating avatar is mostly an american thing #twin #twins #sully twins #twin erasure #identical twins #identical triplets #avatar #Avatar (2009)#james cameron #avatar 2009 #jake sully #tom sully #tommy sully #rant #avatar rant

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regallibellbright · 7 months

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Played Fashion Dreamer until my Switch battery went low, so at least for short-term entertainment I suspect I’ll be able to get my money’s worth out of it personally, and spent some time afterwards reflecting on what I think it’s doing good at and where it’s falling.

As predicted I log into Online Mode and I am greeted by a vast and wonderful array of lolita clothes fitting into at least two distinct subgenres. Since I played more online than off, I’m pretty sure I got an overrepresentation of that branch of the design options, and the comparatively understated but still distinctly dainty stuff, but I saw at least a couple people preferring the more professional or cool looks, respectively. Relatively little of the cutesy pop stuff, which I’ve always had a soft spot for, but I DID get a very cute oversized sweatshirt dress with a polka dot stegosaurus on it in several colors, and that served me quite nicely.

You’ll notice all of this is talking about women’s fashion in a game that also has playable men in a first for Syn Sophia’s fashion games. The gender lock’s aggressive and annoying, and the fact that fucking SOCKS are gendered when headwear and earrings aren’t is baffling. I have to assume it’s something to do with the modeling by this point, because you can give a Type B body a bunny-eared maid headband and whatever earrings your heart desires, and I have. I struggle to see why you would then draw the line at equal opportunity fishnets. Hair isn’t gender-locked, awesome, and Type A bodies can actually have facial hair, which surprised me because my expectations were in the toilet by this point.

But yeah. The menswear. It may just be because I was playing mostly in online mode and therefore more at the whims of player choice the way I could recognize the heavy weighting towards lolita style for the women’s fashion wasn’t representative of the game as a whole, but all the Type B characters I ran into were generally dressed in an aesthetic I’m going to call “slightly generic 2020s boy band”.

Which sounds unflattering, yes, but I consider this a genuine improvement, because the 3DS games’ menswear was mostly an aesthetic I struggled to place for a bit before settling on “totally generic stock photo model.”

I’ll get comparative pictures for you all at some point, but genuinely. Legitimately. The 3DS games were bleak. There were maybe eight aesthetic categories for men’s fashion, total, to the fourteen non-bag women’s fashion brands with corresponding aesthetics. (Granted, one of them was “costume”, so you could argue thirteen, but especially in the later two games there was still a fair bit of depth to that brand such that it had a defined aesthetic.) All of the women’s brands and aesthetics were very distinct - you could tell the difference between “professional officewear” and either “preppy” or “luxury” at a glance, even if there were items that could fit into one of those aesthetics secondarily. With the men’s brands, you had four or maybe five, and there was heavy bleedthrough of the aesthetics they listed. Both the men’s and women’s fashion had categories for “bold” and “edgy”. For the women’s fashion, “bold” is clearly inspired by gyaru fashion and “edgy” is clearly punk rock. They have different brands. For the men’s… “edgy” is SLIGHTLY more punk, but it’s by degrees, and it’s not going nearly so far as the equivalent women’s fashion. They share a brand. In addition to those two, you had “basic” (simple items, solid colors and maybe some stripes,) “preppy,” (school uniforms and stuff, self-explanatory,) “bohemian” (also pretty self-explanatory, but you never saw it in the international versions - it was cut outright for Trendsetters and while some vestiges of the style existed in Style Star, no customers ever asked for it there,) luxury (you want suits? Here’s your suits,) and “contemporary” (more patterns and material textures than basic but the same general aesthetic.)

So: You could wear a suit, you could dress a bit like a rocker but a pretty mediocre one, or you could dress like, as I said before, a stock photo model. With an above-average tendency towards vests in Style Star, but still very much a stock photo model, or maybe a midbudget CW show.

And the more I think about it, the easier it is to articulate the issue with how the men’s fashion has been treated in Syn Sophia games. The women’s fashion has all these distinct and recognizable styles, including a bunch of varieties of streetwear - you’ve got gyaru and punk styles, you’ve got Decora/Pop Kei, you’ve got girly fashion that’s somewhere around cottagecore/mori aesthetics, you have stuff that would be suitable for an office. Gothic and sweet lolita have their own separate brands. While Style Star folded its athletic brand into the pop one, the first three games all had a dedicated brand for that… for the women’s fashion.

The menswear never had a dedicated athletic aesthetic. Not even a brand, since as mentioned there were like four of those. It didn’t have an aesthetic. And THAT is why Fashion Dreamer feels like an improvement to me already, because as sparse as my options are for the men’s fashion there are at least plenty of sweatpants at long last. (I am however struggling to find men’s jeans, and it took me WAY too long to figure out where the bit specifying what type a pattern was for was located.)

The men’s fashion in Style Savvy was consistently an afterthought. And you can tell, because athletic/athleisure clothes were a staple of the women’s fashion for the first three games and still present in the fourth, but totally absent in the men’s fashion. I can trust that there’s more variety for the women’s fashion in Fashion Dreamer and that I was getting an overrepresentation of the lolita stuff because that’s what’s most popular with the playerbase, because I know from past games that there was that depth and that the lolita fashion was particularly popular. I don’t have that same trust for the men’s fashion, not yet. And honestly I doubt the game will deliver for me, much as I’d love to be proven wrong.

But hey! At least this time around, I’ve yet to see an outfit that makes a male character look like the Distracted Boyfriend meme!

#regalli plays fd #style savvy #since this is a reasonably deep dive into how the fashion aesthetics work there #and how the menswear in those games was so aesthetically limited #at least by the standards of ‘people who have never played our beloved niche fashion/shop management series’#but yeah anyway 1) I think the fashion should be un-gender-locked; let dudes wear dresses and heart stockings;#let girls wear less fitted stuff; 2) it does at least genuinely seem BETTER #3) all of this is just my thoughts on the men’s fashion options.#I think the best way I can get across my experience with the UI is thus: I want to make my game dev brother who does UI play this #I want reassurance from an expert that I am not just oblivious; this is badly designed. I want him to feel better about his skills.#because I’m enjoying this game but HOO BOY it is in SPITE of how unintuitive it feels to play.#I will talk more about that later.#m

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seospicybin · 1 year

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HEART ATTACK PREVIEW.

I.N x reader. (s, a)

Synopsis: Jeongin was horrible to you when he first met you but he knew what real love is once he got to know you.

Preview under the cute!

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Jeongin has his reasons for why he was so horrible to you.

To be frank, you are his least favorite type of person, aloof and wayward. The way you play is reckless and wild, you play piano like Liszt on crack and that's not a compliment.

The only common thing you shared is that you go to the same art school.

You wear dark-colored clothes every day to school and if you weren't with your friends which consist of mostly boys, you sit on the bench outside with a cigarette dangling between your teeth.

That night at the party, he found you in the backyard, leaning against the wall by yourself with a cloud of smoke above your head.

He unconsciously stopped on his track.

"Smoke?" You offered the cigarette between your index and middle finger at him.

He shook his head, "I don't smoke."

"Good for you!" You said then took another drag of your cigarette.

Jeongin scoffed because why he bothered to make a conversation with you?

He doesn't have anything against you, he just doesn't see you as someone he wanted to be friends with.

And it shouldn't hurt him that you chose not to kiss him for a stupid party game after that, maybe he would if you didn't make it seem like it would be a total waste of time just to give him a quick peck on the lips for the sake of it.

Instead of that, you threw the card across the table and left the game with such nonchalance.

All eyes were on Jeongin and he could see that everyone around him whispering. Why did you do that to him at a party? In the presence of almost everyone from school?

That hurts his pride so yes, he thinks he's allowed to be horrible to you that night.

To add to that, you were gone when he woke up in his car the next morning.

A few days after that, he was ready to move past it but then you refused to do a duet with him.

Again, should be fine driving past you when he found you walking home alone late at night like this.

But you waved your hand and walked to the side of the road, trying to stop him.

He hit the brake a little too hard out of annoyance, the reason why he was stopping though is unclear.

You opened the car door without his permission and sat on the passenger's side, "thank you for taking me," you said.

He clenched his jaws together and prevented himself from losing his cool, he only needed to drive you home.

The whole ride was so quiet and you rested your head against the window, humming a song he never heard.

"Oh, there!" You pointed to an apartment building at the end of the block, "that's me!"

Hyunjin stopped the car right by the entrance of the building and he kept looking straight ahead, didn't want to even glance at you.

"Thank you for the ride home!" You said before pushing the car door open.

How could you ever so casually thank him for the ride home but refused to kiss him for a stupid card game? He couldn't hold back anymore.

"Why do you hate me so much?" He blurted out, snapping his head at you.

You pulled the car door close again and turned on your seat to face him, "Me? Hate you?" You asked with a baffled expression.

Jeongin scoffed and rolled his eyes, annoyed. You chose to act all innocent when he confronted you like this.

"You refused to be paired up with me for the piano duet," he was more than prepared to lay out all of the facts that pointed out all the possibilities of you hating him.

"And you refused to kiss me at the party," he added, his hands gripping the steering wheel so hard the veins were prominent on the back of his hands.

You looked at him while trying to process his words, blinking your eyes with your mouth slightly pouting in wonder.

"Am I hearing that right?" You asked instead of answering him.

His eyes stared into yours rather intensely, boring into your soul.

The silence that hung in the small space inside the car only intensified the tension but you burst it with a chuckle.

"Are you saying that I caused all that insecurities?"

Insecurities? He scoffed.

He didn't feel insecure, he just wanted to know what's your problem. What was it in him that you don't like?

He wasn't feeling insecure, he was merely curious.

You leaned back on your seat and turned your head at him, smiling in the dark of his car that all he could see are your gleaming eyes.

"I didn't want to be your partner because I don't want to ruin your impeccable piano skill," you calmly explained.

One of his eyebrows raised, questioning your sincerity.

"I think everyone knows that I would only give you a headache," you further explained.

It was like someone just poured a bucket of water at the fire burning inside his chest and he didn't know what to say except try to clear all of the smoke away.

"Oh and for the kiss... I just smoked so I figure you wouldn't like it if I kissed you," you said.

You sighed into the void and the window started to fog with the car engine turned off, "but we kissed after that so...?"

So you did remember kissing him that night which also means you remember spending the night with him in the backseat of his car and leaving him alone.

"If I knew you would be mad like this—"

"I'm not mad!" He strongly denied it.

You pressed your lips together and tried again, leaned forward at him, and softly asked, "how about we go upstairs and we can do more than a kiss?"

This came too suddenly and he knew that he should refuse but Jeongin was seriously considering your offer when you cracked a laugh.

"I wasn't serious," you said with your head slightly tipped to the side.

That was mean, he thought. He clenched his jaw and tried to keep his cool.

Then your hand reached for the collar of his jacket and pulled him closer, leaving only a few inches of space between your face.

"But I'll make amends now," you said with a low voice it sounded like a whisper.

Softly, you put your lips on him and kissed him so slowly like you were trying to savor the taste of his lips little by little.

Somehow, he kissed you back with his hand and held you by your jaw, trying to get as much from you.

The taste of smoke was still there but all he could feel was your lips, soft and warm, brushing his over and over...

Until it kindled a fire in his chest, a different kind that warmed him from the inside.

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Full fic will be posted tomorrow!

#stray kids smut #skz smut #i.n smut #seospicy upcoming post

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practickles · 10 months

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HI idk if you're still taking the alphabet game but 2, 6, 9 for ruinene mayhaps??? I am literally scraping the floor for crumbs of tk content of them 🙏🙏

Absolutely I am! I will take any opportunity possible to talk about RuiNene.

2. Who is ticklish in unusual places and where would that be?

Rui. Rui. Rui. Rui. He is HORRIBLY ticklish just about everywhere, but his "weird" spots are typically some of his worst. Especially his hands. You work with your hands, you get ticklish palms, I don't make the rules. Moving upward, his wrists, forearms, and the inside of his elbows are bad too. His left elbow is more sensitive than his right for some reason??? It truly baffles Nene how her boyfriend's eccentricity carries over to even his ticklishness.

6. Who can’t take tickle bites?

Oooo, I think they're pretty evenly matched but I have to say Rui just because of how easy it is to get him. He barely even fights when tickled intensely. If it's gentle, he has the energy to fight back but anything even remotely rough (Nene's specialty), he's a goner, completely limp and enjoying himself. They get him the worst probably around his stomach, he does this little high pitched yelp thing that Nene is in. love. with.

Nene, on the other hand, dies at even warm breath on her neck or jawline. Rui takes full advantage by pretending to go in for a kiss on the cheek before nibbling her neck or jaw. Each one makes her jolt a little but she loves it so much. Rui will hug her to keep her still enough that he can get the same area over and over. He is also very big on sneaking up behind her and leaning in to nibble her ear with a little "Hi there~" She always shoves him away but he's plenty observant enough to notice the little smile she's hiding behind her hand.

9. Who is in danger of getting hurt when attacking the other?

And going 3/3, we have Rui yet again. While he goes limp, Nene is fighting with every inch of her life, shoving, kicking, anything to get him away. He knows she can't really help it (Mostly. She can be dramatic enough to play it up and act far more annoyed than she is.) and she very rarely hits hard enough to hurt, and even then, Rui knows the risks going in and will never blame her for it because he knows she would never hurt him on purpose. If she hits or pushes him, Rui immediately starts teasing her by either A: Tickling her more in the name of punishment, or B: Stop tickling her entirely because "if she's fighting this hard she must not really want it", thus forcing her to admit she likes it if she wants more. Needless to say, she definitely prefers the former.

#tickling #project sekai tickles #nene kusanagi #rui kamishiro #ruinene #pjsk tickle hcs #tickle hcs #sfw tickling community

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