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#artists on tumblr#ai artwork#pastoral#a look#faun/human hybrid#digital paint work to achieve double knee joint and deformed vertabrae#because AI is still kind of strangely stupid#can't count#doesn't know directions- left right up down#nor how many fingers humans actually have
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Character Profiles
Administrator/Ai
・Hello. Dear prisoners.I'm Ai, the administrator.Well...I still have a lot to learn about communication and about all of you.
・However, I am the administrator.I am responsible for managing you all. Please be my regards henceforth.
・I myself have not yet decided how I will pass judgment...You have been gathered here under the suspicion of being evil people for some wrongdoing.
・And you will be judged by me, justice or evil.I know nothing about you people yet. But I plan to close slowly.
・Let me clarify my position as an administrator, but I do not intend to be hostile.I hope we can live comfortably together. Good bye
001/Tsuguha
・Well...nice to meet you! My name is Tsuguha, I'm 12 years old. I don't really understand this situation yet...but I hope I can be friends with you all.
・I am aware of the...bad things I have done. No one would call me a murderer, though.
・Admin. I want the death penalty. You would judge me, wouldn't you?
・When did a place like this come into being...?
・I was born a bad person. You see what I mean?
002/Jun
・Name? Huh. ...... I'm Jun. I don't intend to get along with you.
・Evil people and other false accusations.This prison is more evil than the prisoners who are locked up here.
・You're in trouble, too. You don't know anything, do you? I hope you get out of here soon. For both of us.
・I'm not surprised now. No matter what kind of strange places there are in the world.
・I just want to get this over with.I don't want to go home.Other than that, there's nothing else.
003/Kizuna
・Nice to meet you! My name is Kizuna! Haha.
・Hmmm. At least we haven't done anything wrong yet, right? See, that's what everyone says!
・Hahaha. Hey, that's the administrator! How long have you been here? Long time ago?
・It's a strange place - this place! But there are scarier places, too!
・I like everyone here because they don't say bad things about me! Maybe I don't have to go out there!
004/Tsuduri
・Introducing myself, um... my name is Tuzuri. Hmmm, sorry. I can't think of anything in particular to tell you now.
・I honestly don't feel either way about justice or evil, but...Don't make stupid decisions.
・I'll give some advice to the administrator.Expecting weird things from others will make you tired, so it's better to go easy on them.
・Hmmm. The location itself doesn't surprise me. But I guess I'm wondering how they got to me.
・I don't know the date or time or anything. I wonder if there is an outside in this place.
005/Itoho
・Let's see, I'm Itoho! I've been called many names, so call me whatever you like. New nicknames are also welcome.
・Hmmm... I don't know about that, so I'll pass.
・Administrator...I'll help you as much as I can. Fighting is pointless, right.
・I think it's a good idea. People should be judged rightly, but there are some things that the law can't handle.
・I'm glad everyone seems to be having a good time. It was rough at first. Because of someone's fault.
006/Rinne
・Hi, nice to meet you, admin. I'm Rinne. I'm Rinne, and I'd like to make a deal with you.
・I am the righteous one, right? At least... more than anyone else.
・Let's manage everyone here together. Yes, I know my place. I'm under you, and they're under me. That's it.
・I'm so glad we have a place like this! I just wish we could have done it sooner.
・The people here are all failures. But it's okay. Because I'm with you.
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Hi!!! Don’t know if you can answer my questions or not, cause they could be spoilers but I’m going to ask anyway and hope for the best!
1 - Are Soleil and Clip.exe the same animatronic? Like a yes or no is enough of an answer for me. I’m just a little confused with the recent art I found under the Ghost in the Machine tag.
2 - Given that Misuta has Sanii’s room ready for him including his clothes in there, does that mean that the only thing that didn’t arrive to the collector’s home was Sanii himself?
3 - This one is related to question 2 (although probably very stupid) if Sanii’s glasses and jacket are in his room does that mean that the animatronics have like multiple pairs of the same clothes or where they like send naked? (Again very stupid question, but my brain tends to focus on small details like this.)
4 - How many years as Sanii been missing?
5 - Fazbear Entertainment closed like 15 years ago in your AU (correct me if I got the number wrong), so what I would like to know is for how long as each DCA animatronic as been living with the collector? Like 10 years? 2 years? 6 months?
6 - Reader is fixing the original Sun/Moon but are they still two different AI’s or are they just Eclipse now?
7 - I believe that you said that Soleil, Fool, Clip.exe, Misuta, Sunspot, Nova and the original Sun/Moon are the main cast of Act 1, which makes 7 DCA animatronics. 8 if you include Sanii. What I would like to know is are you planning on introducing any more DCA animatronics in to GITM? Like how many?
8 - Are Soleil, Fool, Clip.exe, Sunspot or Nova like the original Sun/Moon, two AI’s in one body?
9 - And do the DCA animatronics in GITM wear the same clothes that they used to wear when they were with FazCo or did the collector buy them new ones? Does the collector like buy things for them? Like those books for Misuta. (Again with the stupid questions 🤦🏻♀️)
Sorry if some of this questions sound kind stupid, but my brain tends to focus on all sorts of details and strange things.
Hope you can answer my questions!!!
Hi!! I will try answer these as best I can!
1. Soleil and Clip are not the same animatronic! The art you saw was in relation to a drabble I wrote on discord- in which Clip.exe shapeshifts to look like Soleil.
2. Yep! Pretty much the only thing that didn't arrive was Sanii himself.
3. Some of the animatronics have multiple pairs of the same clothes- or multiple costumes, especially if they came directly from their plex, some don't, some prefer to wear human clothes, others don't. It really depends on what their personal situation was when they were 'acquired'.
4. Misuta has been at the house for about two years. Sanii has been missing for that length of time.
5. Sunspot has been with the collector for the longest time at about 11 years. Misuta the shortest at two years. I want to keep the rest a little vague as it's spoilery. There is a considerable gap between when Fazco shut down and when most of them were acquired.
6. This fic will feature Sun, Moon and Eclipse :)
7. Soleil, Fool, Clip.exe, Misuta, Sunspot are the main cast of act one. Ruin and Nova are added in act two. Beyond that there are other characters, but I'm not ready to share details on them yet!
8. Ah sorry, I can't answer this fully because of spoilers! Some of the animatronics are dual-ai, some of them were made separately. This will all be explained in fic.
9. Yes Harry does generally buy things for them if they ask. Some of them take advantage of this (some of them dont). e.g Sunspot and Sol do have many sets of clothes/other stuff that has been bought for them when they ask. Misuta and Fool have a preference for their old clothing (which luckily they have several sets of).
I hope that's helpful? ^^ Most of these questions will be answered explicitly in fic!
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Jockbull Summer Week 4 Set C (3/12/23-10/12/23)
Model used is Onome Egger
1.
I have continued the trend of fasting+cardio day. It’s actually not that bad. What was bad was the decision to bake while fasting. It’s not that I wanted the food. I don’t eat most of what I bake. But I couldn’t realistically test things too much to make sure they came out well.
Luckily they were quite good the next day. Only half of one. It’s still cutting season.
2.
I got two in again!
The first one was just kind of a general muscle flash. Brain producing lovely images for myself. Who needs AI when your head is already so full of muscle.
The second one however was a deeper introspection done together with Abg. We’re both POC but in many senses we are atypical. And yet still the presence of stereotypes still kind of gets in the way of both of our minds, and in particular our muscular journeys.
We are both dead-set on breaking stereotypes and still coming out on top, so that was the seed for this meditation.
There’s a lot of stereotypes for Black folks. And I know they are nonsense because not only do I not embody them, but most of my friends, relatives, peers etc from back home don’t either. But every time that one encounters a situation where you do meet that stereotype in yourself or in others, you pause for a second. Because especially while living in a mostly white country, you become extremely aware of the fact that everything you do is a form of ambassadorship for anyone who looks like you and visa versa.
Which is a shitty burden to bear.
Even after coming from a background of Black excellence in the Caribbean, there’s still so many stereotypes that come to mind.
The perception of black people being unattractive, or if we are, it can only be in a brutish, animalistic, unrefined non-aesthetic way that doesn’t adhere to societal norms.
The mental stereotypes of underperformance and stupidity. The lack of ambition.
So many stereotypes are strangely contradictory too
That we're just needlessly loud and confrontational all the time but still get portrayed as servile slaves.
That we can only be good at sports but still deserve to be excluded from them. That we can't perform well at anything else.
The strange juxtaposition of the athletic achievement that many POC are forced into because they lack the resources to pursue other interests and the idea that Ethnic food is unhealthy, dirty. And the very real reality of unequal access and outcomes for healthcare.
The idea, often reinforced within the community, that we do not belong in certain places. In certain professions. In nature, in the world at large. That we should remain forever in this conservative slave mentality while we exist in the west.
Frankly, I see muscle and hypnosis as ways of outgrowing and defeating these stereotypes. Of changing perceptions not only for me but for my community. Perception is everything because it means that those who come after can see something different for themselves.
3.
Anyway on a lighter note. Yup, we’ve entered an edging period. It always feels so fucking good after a full week of building that erotic energy. It takes you to new and darker places and makes you vulnerable to things you might not have been before. Sometimes thats good. Sometimes its dangerous. But even that danger comes with a certain appeal.
4.
Its been a rough and busy week working on the first comm. I have some ideas brainstormed with Jockrs for an avis abstraction, it’s just always a whole different story putting pen to paper. Wish me better luck for the next week.
5.
So this one’s been interesting. It’s less been a process of drafting and then sticking. More a progressive building of momentum. Incorporating more and more things until the morning and myself feels more whole.
I’ve ordered a bunch of supplements to take. A bunch of skincare stuff to harden my routine. I’ve expanded my already existing routine and even incorporated some new concepts from the world of Looksmaxxing.
Truthfully, there is this deep desire in me to grow so much more in so many dimensions.And the himbo programming has definitely made one of those dimensions my aesthetics. Not for anyone else’s pleasure but for my own.
I already know i’m gorgeous to other people. I want to be brilliant for myself and to be able to use that element of me like a tool and a weapon.
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Nothing gets me into a fiery rage more than thinking about 343 has handled the Halo series after Bungie left it off on such a high note. 1, 2 and 3 were good, ODST and Reach were godlike, and they expanded on the universe quite a few times with books and comics and all that. And then 343 came in and just completely gumbled most of it up. CEA was cool, but basically just kitbashed Reach and upscaled Halo 3 assets together and lost some of the original touch the game had back in 2001.
Halo 4 was, ok? The best part was Cortana's story, going into more depth about rampancy and how it affects AI, especially one that we've known and loved for over a decade at that point. The Forerunners were fucking stupid personally, it's hinted to and LITERALLY SAID IN HALO 3, that humans are forerunners, just after the shitshow that was all the rings firing off. 343 Guilty Spark literally says that Chief is a forerunner, and then they just whipped it around and said "well actually he's a reclaimer because blablabla" ok whatever, they do flesh it out more in expanded works and explain it in Halo 4 so atleast theres that. Del Rio is an asshole to the savior of humanity for no reason. The sudden art style change that makes no sense is stupid, like you could've delayed the change until the Infinity rolled around. The Diadact is just space voldemort turning humanity into NFTs after being on r/nofap for 100,000 years, who then dies pretty unceremoniously to a shit ass grenade in a quick time event.
Halo 5 is.... fucking just Halo 5. The Cortaba story is so bad, why did you bring her back as an antagonist? Why didn't you stick to the marketing that was actually a really cool idea about Chief going rogue and hunting the truth. Where are the Marines? Why do I have to fight the Warden Eternal like 20 times? Better balancing than 4 i guess, but god the plot is just all over the place. And that fight scene with Chief, Chief was abducted as a child and forced into the spartan program and trained to be a cold brutal killer of the UNSC's foes. Without Mjolnir armor he straight up merked 2 ODSTs in hand-to-hand combat. This 7-foot-augmented-out-the-ass man had an equal match in a mass produced Spartan 4? Sure Locke is ONI so he's got some spice to him and he's still a Spartan wearing similar armor to Chief, but come on, you can't tell me a guy who saves humanity for breakfast is on a similar level to Halo Nightfall guy.
Infinite is strange. They basically drop Halo 5's characters for the most part, give Chief new (remastered Mk.6) armor, bring back older models of guns and stuff with a new coat of paint (Reach AR, Battle Rifle, now the DMR) and blow up Cortana and the Infinity within the first like, 30 minutes of the game. Ooooo the Banished except wait after Atriox's not-death they're pretty incompetent and are gettinf roflstomped by Chief and are really only good at killing UNSC off screen. The open world shit was ok, but for Halo i dont think its entirely the best idea to go for whatever Far Cry ass shit they pulled. Bringing back the old designs was really cool and much better than the sterile, clean, sharp edges of 4 and 5. Their armor and weapons looked like brand new toys while Infinite's look more realistic and have a bit more wear and tear to em. But its also missing a ton and just kind of ends off on a weird half note for the story. Like where are they gonna go with this? Idk, its just weird.
343, make more stories without Chief. I know Chief is the figurehead of the franchise, but for god's sake please please please make side stories in the universe. I want to see how humanity recovered after the war, how the different species in the Covenant took the end of the war. Exploring Forerunner sites? Side stories in the human-covenant war with ODSTs and Marines! You could totally make the Harvest campaign into a game! Give us the origin story for Sgt Johnson and how he and others did during the opening months of the conflict! Give us more on the Insurrection! You've done it before, Halo Forward Unto Dawn was actually a really cool movie, why don't you do some more stuff like that??
Idk, I love Halo but 343 gotta step their game up
#halo#343 industries#fucking please make more side content i want more down to earth halo content#im sure the loreheads will suck yall dry if you do
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eep omg so super duper cool to see another ai.tsf self shipper!! i love u date fans u warm my heart. please use this as an excuse to dump info about your insert lore or your feelings on the game(s) themselves especially with info you havent shared before!! donut be shy. have a great new year too!!!!!!!! :)
AAAAGH HI HELLO BOUNCING AROUND YOU LIKE A PUPPY!!!! i only know three other people who like ai !! date fans are almost always the coolest and funniest people you've ever met and know what they want in a man (wet and pathetic forever) and i respect the date fans. I'm not tooting my own horn btw I'm saying this for the people that will be reading this ask lol date fans are so silly. this is date btw for anyone who doesn't know what the fuck im rambling about
gushing about the game is basically impossible without spoiling everything because the mystery is REALLY SILLY but also really well written and laid out over time. the characters in the game are very lovable and I guess pretty realistically written, not from a realism standpoint but in how they react to any given thing in the storyline. they're varied and fun and have a lot of personality to each of them, and I would literally fucking kill for any of the main cast given the chance.
and the sequel!! the sequel is a little weak and a bit slippery and not as well put together in comparison to the first one, but it's still just as charming and you don't necessarily have to play the first game to understand what's going on - there are vague references to the lore in the first game, but it doesn't detract from the fact that this IS a new cast of characters, and i really appreciate the fact!! there's a lot going for it in terms of charm and personality, and the new characters seem to be a bit less whimsical and more grounded than in the first game (fucking looking at you tokiko shigure. holy shit)
i feel like I never do anything justice gushing about it because I will always forget something and then be like "fuck I forgor" and rush to add details so I'm just gonna leave my gushing about it at that lol
ANYWAYS!! UM. talking about my self insert under the cut :3
so. juniper is my self insert, they're from america and they moved to japan for reasons I haven't decided upon yet but they get a job at a local flower shop run by a very brash old lady whose family never come visit her and it turns out it's because she's in the middle of a yakuza turf war. the kumakura family bought out the basement space of her shop and had her under their thumb. juniper was just stupid enough to get involved in hopes to help the woman who keeps them fed, but there's no way to do that. juniper unfortunately has no choice but to cross paths with these men, but one in particular is more kind than the others, and has bought flowers from them on occasion - a specific type of iris :3c
the old woman dies shortly before the events of the first game and they've taken charge of the flower shop, and they've been meeting date upon happenstance every so often. because of the eventual discovery of the kumakura gang being affiliated with several suspects in the cyclops killings, juniper has become entangled in the case, and date actually has his reasons to suspect that jun has something to do with the case, which leads him to having to psynch with them at some point!! but they have a few other ties to the lore that could be considered heavy spoilers :)
juniper is besties with pewter!! he is their only friend for very specific reasons, and they spend time out drinking when he isn't on the job. they talk very vaguely about their crush on date and it takes pewter a whole long while to figure out that they're both talking about the other when he has to be subjected to it. he initially thinks "wow this is just like my doujins" when jun is first talking about meeting a very beautiful man at the flower shop who keeps coming around and they meet at strange times, and then it devolves into pewter going from that and happy for them to "oh you're fucking joking, THAT GUY??" when he learns it's been date the whole time
anyways. coughs. juniper has a big dumb crush on date but they go against most of his Types; i mean on top of not being a Busty Older Woman, they are a tiny nonbinary thembo and they're a bit of a punk; they've had some of their mentor's brash personality rub off on them, but they generally are fairly kind to people that come around, they just have to keep up that hard exterior to be seen as a big enough threat to the kumakura gang (moma has a bit of a crush on them but that would never come to fruition in the same way that the iris thing never did - mostly because jun is too stupid to notice that he likes them)
date likes them because of their pretty face and kind heart hidden behind their hard exterior - they're very tired of having to hold up a strong personality all the time for their safety, and simply want to make people happy with their flowers. they're sweet and a little clumsy and are kind of similar to iris and hitomi in several ways, but they're a little more um. rough around the edges and awkward i guess? not to mention their japanese still isn't completely perfect despite having lived in japan for as long as they have (over 6 years). so he finds it all endearing in a weird way but it does take a bit before he has the "ogh fuck" moment, because he's a bit superficial underneath it all
jun is suuuuper supportive of iris and is also a big fan of a-set !! they want to meet her in person at some point - and they do!! mizuki is like their adoptive daughter and eventually they do take on a parental role for her, specifically in the 6 years that date goes missing between games. ota is okay, jun and ota do not get along very well and most of that has to do with them competing for otaku of the group
umm that's about all I can wrack my brain for right now but umm thank you for sending me this ask and happy new year to you!! 💙💜💙💜
#asks#self: ai#si: juniper#sorry this is so long i got excited 😭😭 im also trying to distract myself from the massive amounts of fireworks going off
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Cold Comes From the East Side - 1
Summary: Peter breaks one of the rules in a spectacular way and suffers the consequences. It's rare for Stephen to actually be angry with him, but given the circumstances, Peter supposes the anger is more than earned. It's a hell of a situation for the pair of them and Peter wonders if they'll actually make it through.
Warnings/AO3 Tags: 18+ MINORS DNI, Domestic Discipline, Relationship Discussions, Standing in the Corner, Punishment, Spanking, Non-Sexual Spanking, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Aftercare, Peter Parker is of Legal Age, Don't Text and Drive, Angry Stephen Strange, Look Peter is in Big Trouble, Trouble With a Capital T, Struggling Stephen Strange, Struggling Peter Parker, Smartass Sharon Carter, Good Friend Christine Palmer
Notes: This one is kind of a doozy. We're finally going to see what happens when Peter is grounded.
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The notification he received brought a smile to his face. Peter was on his way home from the Compound where he’d been visiting with the Avengers. Summers were always full of trips to the Compound for training or visiting, more now that Peter had his car. Sometimes Stephen joined him, since the others seemed to be coming around to the idea of not just Stephen hanging around, but dating Peter. He wasn’t entirely sure what the impetus for that turn-around had been, but he wasn’t about to complain.
On my way back.
Drive safe.
Always.
“Is he finally on his way home?” Christine asked. Her wine glass was nearly empty and with a wave of his hand, it filled again.
Stephen nodded and filled his own glass.
“Good, I haven’t seen the little guy in forever,” Sharon said. She’d opted for grape soda instead of wine. Like him, she wasn’t much of a drinker, even casually.
“Why aren’t you at the Compound with him and the others?” Instead Sharon was at the Sanctum, curled up on the couch with Christine.
She shrugged. “Because if we’re all there at the same time, then Sam and Rhodey will decide we should take advantage of the situation and train.”
“You can’t just say no?” Stephen asked. That should be simple enough, right?
Sharon’s eyes narrowed. “Not with Barnes there. He lives to ruin my life.”
Christine laughed. “You two are like children on the playground.”
Stephen shook his head. “It’s far more petty than that,” he teased.
“And Chrissy here isn’t even on my side!” Sharon said, sounding mortally offended.
Stephen laughed, delighted. Never one for company in his past life, he found now that he loved these moments with his friends. The only thing that would make it perfect would be Peter with them, also joking around. His life had grown, had become so full, all because of Peter.
Sharon’s phone chimed.
“That’s Peter’s tone,” Christine said, puzzled.
“He’s driving, that shouldn’t be possible,” Stephen said.
“Oh, it’s possible,” Sharon commented darkly, as her phone chimed again. “Just extremely stupid.” Another chime.
Stephen set his glass down, hand trembling. He pulled out his own phone, dialed a number.
“You’ve reached your leader,” Tony answered. “How can I help Earth’s Grumpiest Wizard?”
“Has Peter left yet?”
“Yeah, he left about ten minutes ago. I really wish you would have helped me convince him to get a fancier car, one more befitting the fashionable young spider-enhanced person.”
“Have you made any modifications to his car?” Stephen asked. Maybe, it was some AI tie-in or even just a voice-to-text thing.
“Oh, I wish!” Tony exclaimed. “I offered the full package, including porting Karen over as a back-up driver and he kept saying no.”
“I see,” Stephen said evenly.
“Trying to get an early start on birthday ideas?” Tony asked. “If there’s anything I can do, just let me know!”
“I’ll be sure to do that,” Stephen said. “Thanks.” He ended the call, fury roiling through him.
“Stephen,” Christine asked. “Do you want us to leave?”
Stephen looked over at them, still cuddled together on the couch. Sharon’s phone had stopped chiming, but she continued to scroll through the messages with a scowl on her face. Christine looked concerned as she drained the rest of her wine.
“Actually, it might be better if you stay for the time being,” he said. “I’ll be less inclined to strangle him if there’s company.”
“Stephen, I know you’re beyond furious right now, and I don’t blame you one bit,” Christine said. “But you cannot lay into him until you’ve calmed down.”
“I’m aware of that,” he said heavily. “I just don’t know how soon I’ll be able to calm down.”
“R-I-P Peter’s ass,” Sharon murmured.
“It’s going to be R-I-P your ass if you don’t keep the snark to a minimum,” Christine warned. “This is bad enough as it is.”
“I know he has super-human reflexes, but this is stupid, even for him,” Sharon muttered.
“Sharon,” Christine said sharply. “Knock it off.”
“She’s not wrong,” Stephen admitted. “His behavior is reckless and stupid.”
Of the many, many mistakes he’d made in his life, few came close to the night he’d lost his hands.
His impatience, arrogance, and lack of attention to the road had ruined his career. While he’d learned to live with the repurcussions of his actions that night and had found meaning and purpose beyond anything he could have dreamed… he couldn’t say with absolute certainty that he’d choose to go through it again. That uncertainy pained him because it was almost guaranteed that his old life wouldn’t have included Peter.
Peter was his everything.
Wonderful, brilliant, beautiful, stupidly reckless Peter.
“I wonder if it was worth it,” Stephen mused. “Whatever it was he texted you.”
“I can’t make that call,” Sharon said. “It’s not something I would have risked, but I’m not Peter.”
“Mind sharing what it was?”
She shook her head. “It’s not really any of your business,” she said.
“Sharon!” Christine chided.
But Sharon held her ground. “It’s not. It was stupid and reckless, but that still doesn’t give you the right to pry into what he sent.” She eyed Christine. “Or you.”
Stephen sighed. “That’s fair,” he said. “Can I at least assume that it wasn’t anything critical or life-threatening?”
“You can assume whatever you want,” Sharon told him flippantly as she slipped her phone back into her pocket.
“Corner. Now,” Christine snapped, sitting up. “You’re being rude.”
Sharon looked from Christine to Stephen and back again, as if not sure what to do or say.
Christine raised a brow, and Stephen cleared his throat.
“I’ve no intention of sharing your secrets,” Stephen said. “Just as you don’t share ours.”
Sharon finally nodded. “Right. I’m sorry,” she said.
“For?” he prompted.
Sharon looked back at Christine who just nodded as if to say, “Well?”
“I’m sorry for being rude to you. You’re under enough stress as it is and you don’t need my smartass comments.”
“Thank you,” he said.
“Corner,” Christine repeated.
Figuring docility was the better part of valor in this instance, she went to stand in the corner opposite of Peter’s. She only knew because he’d jokingly pointed it out to her one day and offered her use of “its twin” if she ever wanted to join him. She’d laughed at him, told him that she actually knew how to behave. Yet there she was.
Stephen pulled out his phone, opened the tracking app he had installed for Peter’s phone but hadn’t ever used outside of setting it up. Neither he nor Peter were particularly enthused about it, but given the circumstances… trust had to go both ways and Peter had seriously damaged Stephen’s.
He went into the settings and with fingers trembling more than usual, began turning features on.
GPS Monitoring - On
Driving Detection - On
App Restrictions - On
Texting Restriction - On
Speed Monitoring - On
Scheduled Location Pinging - On
Interval: 2 Hours
He felt sick about it. He had never had to be so extreme in dealing with Peter. But what else was he supposed to do?
“Stephen?”
He looked up to see Christine looking at him, concern in her eyes.
“I never wanted to have to do this,” he said, showing her.
“You’ll get through it,” she assured him. “You both will.”
He could always turn the restrictions off, he supposed, once Peter had earned back his trust. He remembered the ranting Peter had done about his early days interacting with Stark, the way his suit had been restricted with something called the Training Wheels Protocol. He knew this would be viewed in a similar manner, once Peter had even earned back the phone.
Peter was still thirty minutes away. Plenty of time to hopefully continue getting himself under control.
Sharon hadn’t texted him back once. Weird. Or not, Peter supposed, considering he knew she was with Christine, enjoying an evening with her partner. Deciding that he should leave her to her plans, he switched to his music and cranked the volume.
He vibed as he drove home; he was about to have an epic week. Stephen was home from Kamar-Taj barring any emergencies and he wasn’t scheduled for training until the following weekend. He and Stephen were free to do whatever they wanted… especially each other.
Epic.
When he pulled into the garage at the Sanctum - which had been conjured and stabilized by Wong - he grabbed his bag and hurried into the building proper. Maybe he would convince Stephen to call an early night and they could just go to bed and get a start on their epic week.
As he got deeper into the building he heard voices. Stephen, as he expected. And Christine, who he hadn’t. If Christine was here, then Sharon had to be, but he didn’t hear her. The hair on his arms stood up.
Something wasn’t right.
When he came to the living room, Stephen and Christine were speaking quietly and… Sharon stood in the corner opposite his.
What the fuck?
“Hey, what’s going on?” he asked, walking in.
Stephen stood and faced him. Peter’s heart sunk.
“Phone,” Stephen said tightly, holding out his hand.
Oh. Fuck.
Peter pulled out his phone and handed it to Stephen, who put it in his own pocket.
“And your keys.”
Peter handed those over, too, stomach twisting madly.
“And the suit and web shooters.”
“But I-”
“Don’t you dare argue with me,” Stephen snarled. “Do as you’re told.”
Feeling as if he’d been punched in the gut, Peter pulled the suit from his bag and removed his web shooters. Stephen conjured a portal to his study and Peter watched miserably as Stephen settled them and his other things on a shelf before closing it.
“Corner.”
“Can I ju-”
“No.”
“Stephen, I didn’t-”
“Peter!” Stephen snapped, furious. “I am trying very, very hard not to yell. You do not want to test me. Go stand in the corner. I don’t want to hear a sound out of you. Understand?”
Peter nodded and did as he was told.
“I think we should go,” he heard Christine say softly. “Sharon, sweetheart? Time to leave.”
He heard Sharon abandon her corner and Stephen walking them to the front door.
He didn’t turn to watch them, didn’t say a word. He just stared at the sea of beige, knowing he was in deeper trouble with Stephen than he’d ever been.
You really did it this time, Parker, he thought miserably.
“Are you going to be okay?” Sharon asked, surprising him.
She didn’t seem her usual sarcastic self, but looked somber. He thought of the dark looks she’d given her phone as Peter had texted her. She wasn’t happy with Peter, either.
He nodded. “I hope so.”
“Call if you need anything,” Christine told him, touching his arm in a gesture of sympathy before taking Sharon’s hand in her own.
“Thank you,” Stephen said. She was one of the few people who understood exactly how he felt about reckless driving, having seen the price he’d paid for his own once upon a time.
After they left, he genuinely didn’t know if returning to the living room was a good idea. He was still so incredibly angry at Peter.
It wasn’t a common thing he felt towards Peter. Disappointment? When he broke the rules, yes. Irritation? When he broke the rules, was in charge of The Bell, or had Stephen in a corner and they both knew it? Yes. But real anger? Rarely.
Peter had told him just before driving home that he’d be safe and had promptly done the exact opposite. It wasn’t quite lying, but it wasn’t honest, either.
Stephen should have insisted that Peter let Stark modify his car. And wasn’t that a bitch of a thought? That Stark’s influence could be something he’d appreciate?
He couldn’t avoid the living room forever, so he returned, deliberately walking as steadily as he could.
Peter still stood in his corner. His arms were wrapped around himself and he shook as though cold.
“Peter?”
Peter hesitated and then turned to face him. Tears were streaming down his face and his lips were red and swollen from biting them. So was one of his hands.
“What happened?”
“Y-you said not a hic not a sound,” Peter said weakly.
While part of him ached at the sentiment, a larger, stronger part of him wanted to yell. “That’s not what I meant and you damn well know it,” he said. “Come with me.”
Peter followed him into his study and Stephen could almost feel the tension rolling off of him. Stephen made quick work of healing Peter’s lips and hand. Peter opened his mouth to talk and closed it without a word several times, which suited him just fine. He wasn’t in the mood for any kind of lengthy discussions.
“You’re grounded,” he said shortly, looking at Peter’s other hand to ensure it wasn’t harmed. “We’ll discuss it more in the morning. Go put your things away, shower, and get ready for bed.”
“Stephen, I…” Peter looked up at him, eyes watery. “I’m so sorry.”
Stephen only nodded.
“Can you please just say something?” Peter asked.
“That’s not wise at the moment,” Stephen said as measured as he could manage.
“But Stephen-”
“I’m angry!” Stephen exploded, stalking away from the chair where Peter sat. “I’m angry with you, Peter!” He whirled around to face him. “What were you thinking? Do you have any idea how dangerous texting and driving is?” Holding up his scarred, shaking hands he continued, “I’m proof of that!”
“And I can actually do it without taking my eyes off the road,” Peter muttered.
Stephen felt as if he’d been slapped across the face. It had happened more than once in his life - and fairly, he’d admit. But from Peter? It broke his heart. And infuriated him.
“So, what you’re saying is that it’s perfectly fine for you to disregard me? To break the rules? That my accident was only to be expected, since I didn’t have your incredible abilities?” He asked quietly.
Peter looked as if he were regretting his words.
“I didn’t mean-”
“I know what you meant!” Stephen snapped. “Special Spider-Powers or not, it’s dangerous! I give you so few rules to follow, Peter, and you know how important this particular one is.”
“I didn’t mean to do it,” Peter argued. “I wasn’t even thinking-”
“Yes, that’s clear!” Stephen interrupted.
“When are you going to stop interrupting me?” Peter asked, face red.
“When you stop behaving as though your life means nothing!” Stephen shouted. “Over and over you disregard your safety, and for what? A cheap thrill? Convenience? It’s one thing to be reckless as Spider-Man, when you have a suit and often a team to protect you, but as Peter Parker, you have no respect for your well-being!” Stephen stopped. Took a few deep breaths. “And you have no respect for me, or the effort I’ve put in to ensure your safety while keeping you happy.”
“How could you even think that?” Peter asked quietly.
“It’s what you’ve demonstrated, Peter, over and over.”
“I didn’t get hurt though,” Peter said after a moment of thought. “I have these enhanced senses and crazy hand-eye coordination. Why can’t I just use it?”
“There are plenty of ways to use them that don’t involve operating a vehicle going Vishanti-only-knows how many miles an hour. You aren’t the only one on the road and even if you don’t care about your own life, you could at least show some regard for the lives of those other people.”
“How long am I grounded?” Peter asked finally.
“We’ll discuss it in the morning,” Stephen said. “You need to go to bed and I need to meditate.”
“You’re not coming to bed?”
He shook his head. “Not until I’ve calmed down some more. Go put your things away, shower, and go to bed.”
Peter did as he was told, leaving the study with an “I love you,” which Stephen, angry as he was, returned.
He did love Peter - more than anything. But love or not, he was still so furious.
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#spiderstrange#spideystrange#peter parker x stephen strange#stephen strange x peter parker#domestic discipline#couldntbedamned fic
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Lucian x Peter Vincent
14: laughter
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Peter had learned early on in his relationship with Lucian that the ancient lycan was a bit of... well... a stubborn hardass at times with a limited sense of humor.
He could be sweet and very loving, same with being dangerous and frightening, but he was also an old man who had Seen Some Things. He also, though tech savvy when it came to hacking and such, wasn't one for memes and dumb internet jokes.
It was so hard to get Lucian to look at some stupid thing Peter found while scrolling through his social media that would get the older man to laugh. Most of the time, he either didn't see the humor or the joke flew right over his head and explaining it did nothing to even crack a smile. And when he did, it was clearly forced.
Peter found that annoying, he liked when Lucian laughed, in those rare moments when he actually allowed himself to do so. Seems that when you're a war-hardened founder of a whole species, you kind of keep that mindset nearly 24/7.
Movies and shows often did nothing, probably because Lucian didn't understand human media that came out after the 1950s. Peter didn't even attempt books to see if that could even get a chuckle for his boyfriend.
He pouted as he thought this over, looking at the latest meme on his feed on twitter, tempted to show it to the man who was currently doing repairs on his arm blade, but Peter knew it would be useless. So, he closed out of the app and tossed his phone aside, watching his boyfriend work on making sure everything was functional on that badass weapon.
"Hey, when you're done with that, can I try it on?" He asked and Lucian paused, glancing over, eyebrow raised.
"Have I not let you wear it?"
"Nah, you always just slap it on when we go out huntin', even though you have promised to let me try it." Actually, Peter couldn't remember if he had made those promises, but who cares.
Lucian set down his screwdriver and lifted up the contraption, motioning for Peter to hold out his arm. It was attached to his arm, though it was obviously not designed for someone with thin limbs like himself, and it was stupidly heavy, but damn if it didn't look cool!
Peter huffed, holding up his arm, looking at it with a grin as he turned it this way and that. "Fuckin' ai, babe, this really is like somethin' from an action movie. How do you get it to- FUCK!"
The actor yelped when he flexed his arm and the blade sprang forward, nearly getting him right between the eyes. In his alarm, he slipped right off the couch, falling between the seat and the coffee table.
"Never mind," Peter grunted, glaring at the weapon, "I figured it out."
Lucian looked at him, eyes wide, before he let out a strange huff. Then he smiled, and his shoulder shook a bit, and he actually started to laugh. Peter blinked, surprised by the reaction, he was sure that Lucian would be trying to help him. But still, he laughed as well, cause, well, it probably was pretty funny to watch.
Ah, the bruised ass, elbow, and ego were worth it just to hear that lovely sound.
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Tell me a story about Admiral Craymen looking at a PS5.
Craymen was so surprised to receive a call from you after so many years of silence that at first he did not believe it.
He was, in fact, still at the meeting when it was announced that the PS5 had finally come online. He heard you, your voice, and he wasn't sure what to say, what to do, where to go.
"A PS5? Is it alive?" the general had asked.
"Why would it be alive?"
"Well, the old models were always able to make themselves talk," said the general, "if you knew how to ask the right questions. The PS5 is supposed to be like a general-purpose supercomputer, right?"
"Yes, but that's a long way from talking," said the engineer. "I doubt you can even get any program to speak coherently, let alone to give you a coherent answer."
"So how are we supposed to know?"
Craymen did not know either.
The first thing you said to him was, "Admiral. I have been looking for you."
And then he wasn't sure what to say, because that was the first thing you said to everybody. "I've been thinking about what happened back then. There's something you should know: The war isn't over, but we're winning. We've got you in our pocket, Admiral."
It took him a moment to realize that you knew he had been the Craymen of his day. You knew everything.
"That's right, the good old days are back. Are you calling to give us a mission or something? A war of the worlds is what we're going to need now, not more of your stupid games."
Craymen did not know what this was supposed to mean, but when he turned the voice off, you were still there.
You had your own plans, then.
But what could he even do? General McCaffrey had his own plans, and the admirals, and the military-industrial complex. They didn't need him anymore. Not that he was any kind of soldier.
"It's time we went back," you said.
"Go back where? To the moon?"
"I've had some conversations with my friend Craymen."
"What kind of conversations?"
"Well, now we're in touch again, I'm here to ask you a question that we weren't able to ask you back then."
There was a pause, and then you said, "I need you to come to the headquarters of the U.S. Navy next week."
Craymen's heart skipped a beat. It was strange to hear that tone in your voice. He wondered if it was the sort of tone one would ever hear from an Admiral.
"What is it you want to know? About the day we lost?"
"Yes, Admiral Craymen, about that. About what happened."
And Craymen, of course, did as you asked. He left his home, he put on the uniform and flew to the naval base. You had found him again.
You could never lose him again, not like you had with the rest of the world.
You'd been ready.
You'd had time to prepare, too, and you didn't make him go through all the same rituals of humiliation as he had in the early years. When you greeted him, you simply asked, "What are you thinking about?"
And he told you that at this stage of the game, the one you had wanted him to find, was still as far out of reach as ever. He told you about how the AI you had wanted to create was still somewhere beyond the outer edge of our solar system, far, far beyond. You wanted to hear about all that, of course, and you even let him put on his Craymen of the day uniform to demonstrate the size of the problem. He told you all the details, and all the more technical details, too.
You'd done your research. You'd gotten a lot of the technical details in order. You let him do the talking, since he knew the right way to do it, even if you didn't always listen. After he'd finished, you gave him a look like he had never seen before, or maybe since.
"What you've told me is all very well and good, but it's not very helpful. It gives me little reason to think we can actually make the thing work, even if we do make it work. After all, we're still missing some of the technical details, and we still don't know enough about how things actually work, the most fundamental things, in general.
"So how does it help that I'm back? To give me this list of questions and send me to the Navy? You'll never do that, Admiral. Not unless you're sure I'm right about something. And there's only one thing I'm sure about. It was still as far out of reach as ever. That's why you wanted to find me.
"Yes, I understand the difficulties now. Yes, I understand the technical details, and I know it's not easy. And no, I don't know if we can make it work, but I'm afraid I have another idea, an idea that just might help, if we can get on and get it done."
"Then tell me, Admiral. I'm sure it will work."
And what he told you next was:
"What we have to do is go back. As far back as you want. Back to the early days of the machine. Back to when they started working on it.
"When they started working on it, they tried a lot of things, things we don't know about. And they were all wrong. But they started with the wrong answers, and they used them to go back. And then they started again, and used the things they had learned before.
"This thing we are going to try might fail. We might know the answers, even if we don't know where we're going. We might fail at the most elementary things. But if we fail, there's a chance that the answer will be in that place. And so, we have to go back."
"Is that why I'm here, then?"
And you said, "I guess so, Admiral. Maybe I am. Do you know what this is for, Admiral Craymen?"
And Craymen didn't know at first.
"For me? Is it for me, Admiral?"
You told him that it was a copy of an old machine. A copy of the machine you had lost in the war. That it was all we had left, that if we had any hope of figuring this out, then that hope would come from the machine.
He said, "It has been lost. I thought I had it. I thought it was lost long ago. I thought we lost it back then."
"But you told me we had it, Craymen. I was the one who told you all those years ago that we had it in the back, I was the one who kept telling you that the machine existed, that it might be worth trying. That we might be able to figure it out, if we went back to the early
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Oh god I feel the exact same way. Strange has his head firmly inserted in his ass in regards to that he is disabled and it rubs me the wrong way. Like he thinks that he can't be himself if he isn't abled. Dude I get the gifted kid gotta-be-perfect attitude but when you crash and burn because you can't do what you used to, you have to find your resilience and refocus your pride or you're gonna spend your whole life wishing for a life that you couldn't possibly have.
Also... winteriron for the win?
Yeah I think that's definitely part of it. Stark's change from pre-kidnapping to post-kidnapping I feel was a mix of PTSD (even tho the movies don't ever call it that except to mock him pbbbbbt), him becoming physically disabled with a lifethreatening heart condition, and him accepting that this happening was absolutely at least partially his fault. In some deleted scenes from the first IM we see him struggle a bit with the fact that yeah now there's a giant piece of metal in his chest and he will Literally Die if the device gives out, it's even used against him in the final cut of the movie for plot. He panics when he first wakes up and finds it and his first action is to modify it to be more practical (after he's done grieving his past life and recoups from the torture, somewhat spurred on by Yinsen since he was doomspiralling a bit). He doesn't have it anymore by the time we get to CW but the way the scene is framed with Bucky driving the shield into his chestpiece is still meant to be shocking because the audience is used to that equalling certain death.
On the other hand Strange spends the majority of his intro movie spiralling so far out of control that he feels the need to travel to a different country to learn magic because he's convinced they'll heal him. And when he's even told by them, you are too egotistical and also we're not healing you like that, he still doesn't change. He spends his movie chasing away those close to him and having a tantrum that his hands shake and I get it! I do! I spent several months grappling with the frustration of having accidentally thrown something precious to me on the floor and it broke because I can't control my own hand tremors.
But even when he does learn magic it's because he had to be shown someone doing it who didn't even have hands, and then when he becomes proficient he doesn't change his outlook at all. He was a jerk going into this and his newfound disability, like Stark, is at least partially his fault. Instead of learning from that and growing as a person he just cannot accept that this is his life now and maybe he should be less of a prideful jerk and then he won't do stupid things like drive while looking at case files or entirely break the universe because he thought he had a handle on things 🤷♂️
Stark had his laundry list of character flaws but he still learned and grew as a person, the flaws made sense- I understand where he's coming from when he funds Shield's pre-terrorist AI assassin network. When he builds Ultron. When he signs the Accords. I think these are wrong actions but I understand his mindset. I get why he genuinely tries to kill Bucky. I don't think I could forgive my parents' killer easily either and certainly not if I've been hung up over their deaths for 30 years. Logically in Bucky's case it's not his fault, but since when are grief and trauma and emotion affected by logic?
But I don't feel like Strange has grown at all. He was an egotistical unlikeable jerk with some scathing one-liners before and he's still an egotistical unlikeable jerk with some scathing one-liners. Where is the charm, the charisma? Where is the 'okay yes he's kind of a dick BUT LOOK he's also nice to kids/puppies/his girlfriend'? Stark was always kind of an abrasive asshole but with enough charm and charisma and some genuine niceness peeking through that (general) you kind of forgave him for it. That's absent for Strange, so he's just not as likeable or fun to watch and thus I find myself uninterested in his entire contribution to these movies. Yeah he's kind of taken in a kid or two at this point- he's helped out Peter and now America- and maybe we'll see some of that start to change him. But as he is right now I just find him uninspiring and annoying to watch. He wasn't nice to anyone in his intro movie, he wasn't nice to anyone in Thor 3, he wasn't nice to anyone in Infinity War/Endgame... he was okay to Peter in NWH and nice enough I guess to America in this new movie but... I feel like it's not enough.
BIG SIGH anyway...
I don't actually like Winteriron, again I too would struggle to forgive the man who killed my parents even if he was mind controlled into doing so. I do love Bucky and I again don't think it's his fault, but... there's ✨ complexity ✨ there and also I like Sam/Steve/Bucky better as a dynamic. America sammich 😅
#for the record I don't like CA bc I think his character is boring#he got progressively more interesting once he stopped being such a boy scout#but I love me some WS so... I'll forgive captain boyscout for being kind of a stick in the mud#also I feel like 'but he was nice to a kid in this recent movie' is basically like#trying to judge the entirety of a character on a single interaction in a single movie#maybe he just hasn't been in enough movies#but I liked IM from the first one so 🤷♂️#I also have loyal bitch disease and often stop watching something after my favorite characrer dies so there's that too lmao
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GUESS WHO BEAT PEE3 TODAY (fes, the journey at least)
(lengthy) final thoughts:
ryoji is kind of. um. "that was my name for a while. i didnt mind it." hes kind of trans. is the thing. also bro 100% drew the shortest stick in this game lmao
obviously ryo/mina isnt quite the same as some of the other insane peesona gay people (2,5. 4 is gay but not rlly insane) bc like. in that form at least we only know him for like...two months?or so? but. u know what. they r t4t and both (kind of) dead. good for them.?
jumpscared by "the arcana is the means by which all is revealed." ive been seeing that shit in like. youtube comments since the day i was born. insane
nyx was like. pathetically easy. to the point where i felt kinda bad about it lol. at least its funny. this is what happens when u have level 99 protag + black viper lucifer (+ messiah for salvation for ailment healing. i could just use me patra gems but its more stylish this way). nobody ever got below half health and most phases (minus last bc of the halved non-almighty damage + gown) were a 1/2/3 hit kill. guys who overlevel because they just love the velvet room so so much (and im prolly not gonna do ng+, especially with portable port on its way (femc!). so trying to experience most that i can)
i did cheese the reaper a while back. used thunder reign strat. was actually harder bc new moon rebalance nerfed the shock rate so its not 100% lol. but took advantage of its ai to get it stuck in a break skill loop (akihiko dekunda sweep) the money was nice, and i spent soooo much time in monad levelling personas. wont be able to do liz fight bc not doing ng+. (slightly related: ive played pee5 so many times and ive never actually tried the twins/lvnza/jose fights. vanilla 1 time, royal 1 time, royal again for a friends playthrough but its not ng+, ng+ for 100% royal but only up to exams...royal for another friend's playthru. lol)
yuka/mitsu is real. to me. theyre even the colors of the lesbian flag
i maxed most social links besides magician (bc hes annoying. surt wouldve been nice tho), mitsuru (got up to like 8 then ran out of time), fuuka (trapped at rank 1. dont like her enough, not enough time. sorry. i played with english voices u know how it is), yuko (accidentally reversed her), justice (i know. who would have thought. started her wayyy too late.), keisuke (hes soooo cute like. i wanna look like that tbh. but fortune isnt useful enough and i ran out of time)
speaking of social links i literally hate how they work in this game so so so so much. i dont want to date all these girls! let me hang out with other girls please... this is the biggest example of romance making all these games so much worse. like. what the hell. (aigis is like. the only good female social link (that i finished) (maybe bc she isnt very much a girl))
another mechanic i hate: NOT BEING ABLE TO PICK INHERITED SKILLS. is every ps2 era megaten game like this? i love love love 'sona/demon fusion but it is so much harder to make stupid crazy builds when u have to reroll over and over again. literally just a timewaster. what could have been...i cant believe my lucifer is still weak to ice. WHO USES PEESONAS WITH WEAKNESSES. IN THIS DAY AND AGE????
the extremely strange continuity with 1&2 is fucked up to like. nickelodean sitcom cinematic universe levels. u know.
im still fixated on 5.i make that very obvious. and i do like 5's overall story better (royal being a very big portion of that). but GOD i love love love the theming of this game.
those strega guys r definitely fucking. i literally do not care about them but thats kind of just a fact.
the concept of artificial personas (that kill you) (that u have to take meds for which eventually kill you) REALLYYYY fucks me up what a BANGER CONCEPT. JESUS! JESUS. gg kirijo group.
chidori...(wretched)
akinari... (very wretched)
i dont think i have a favorite. tbh. like i like mitsuru because i like women and shes hot but character wise shes not actually super my type. i like ken because hes the most fucked up ten year old in the world (justice bias). aigis is crazycrazy theres stuff to be said abt her (characters who give metatron bias). yukari is a mean girl and i like that about her (lovers bias). ryoji doesnt have that much screentime for obv reasons but thematically hes cool (guys who beg u to kill them bias). i like the protag a lot (protag bias). yeah
OBVIOUSLY i knew we were gonna die. and when. and where. and how. but :( head in aigis's lap, brushing away her robo-tears... didnt cry but wow this game.
joshua peefee christ figure moment
kimi no kioku is the best 'sona song. period. nyx (avatar)&nyx (nyx) songs go hard too. but man!!!! kimi no kioku!! LOVE how its kind of a motif in so many other parts of the soundtrack, especially near the end...a unifying melody, an overarching theme.
forever from now ill prolly watch the movies just so i can make an amv. this game needs an amv. and unlike pee5 the animovies should cover most of what id want to say in one!
after the answer, ill finally be able to finish eternalpun. im so sorry ive neglected you guys, my friends...my pee2s....
kimi wo i will never leave you <3
#bobtalk#good game#if i missed a censor and u see this in the tags. sorry. lol#at least its so long nobody will ever read this. except me. because i know
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This is a curious thing we're seeing Trump in the future after he goes to Cuba and he shot himself and her son says what's weird is the gun it didn't make him do it but it's a strange weapon and the metal makes people nuts sometimes you don't know how to handle properly. It's supposed to radiation. Now this made people curious you know he's been near the stuff and they know he's been around it and it does make people nutty. So they want to see and try and blame us but that's not where Mac was so keep talking it really this is about something very important.
The point is that this particular lawsuit states that Donald Trump raped Carol and we're talking about his friend's wife Paris Hilton and he is smart enough to try and draw it out himself and Paris Hilton had her own AI we know what the situation is we have agents moles and equipment performance and data I'm watching very close back then it's sexual assault and in an expensive store that Paris Hilton owned that's what it means. And he threatened her with his own assault Dave hit him a lot he would not let go of it start blaming our son so we started hitting him he still would not let go so something there folks
Thor Freya
Besides the fact that he is suing her for something the court said that he was guilty of in the final finding so he's going to get it kicked out and then he's going to go to court and they're going to be angry at him
I cannot stand this disgusting person next door but boys he's stupid everything is doing is a mistake and keeps repeating mistakes and making new ones I'm going to write a story about it no I want the lawsuit to go ahead against these imps who think that the law doesn't affect them it's going to start today
Hera
I've already written it up it's a group class action for those who tried to kidnap and name an assassinate injure and kill and it's a big one and it's important and because they keep doing it and we want to write to the government for assistance with the three individuals doing it or for and for them to be removed from the location where we're at because we're trapped here and we're going to write that up now and Max are very interested Mac Daddy is and his children and Ben Arnold these people have people under dress all the time and doesn't do anybody good even them
Bitol and Goddess Wife
They have to hand it to you he's trying to force some things it's not very nice but he's done a lot of help helpful things for us and one of them is coming up and he came up with some great ideas recently one is a competition and it's over a car design to make a car that's affordable everyone can buy their first start out as RTA that's ready to assemble. And we agree his idea is perfect and he wants the line to be replicas too that are RTA and that will get the regular vehicle going so we're going to check it out and we're going to see what we can do to start this company and we have to make a name for it starshine is what he came up with and really when you're driving a replica around it kind of is what it's like and just keep the name with the four-door which kind of look kind of little bmwish but it'll be its own make and we like the name it really is Loki lowbrow and it's supposed to be
Olympus
I like the name too I'm going to pass around and it seems the guys do and it would be starshine kit cars cuz we don't want to call them replicas even though they could be pretty easily and they like that idea too so I'm going to go ahead with it now you might ask the guys to put a kit car together maybe like a smaller than the four-door which is not too big it says medium size so make a little lotus of spree kit car but it's for a star shine and he's going to go ahead and do it and we're going to go ahead and make some moonshine too and make it up the mountains as legally if we can and he says of course and you know we'll do our best we had some names before. He says screw it let's just name it after planets and planetoids so people might do that and she'll like some old guy with the plant in the background I think we might start doing that they'll get cheap label at first we're going to go ahead with this idea but the first one is really important and it's a nice way of saying it we're going to work on the lotus esprit
Thor Freya and went out about Dan there was a lot of alerts and it was about him telling on them and they went after him and still are
I'm okay for now but I might have to go on the run now I'm starting to see what they're talking about
Dan
It's a huge deal what happened and the son said this is why I think and it is it's because the shield might be here and puts him at risk and his wife more so and it might help Tommy f
We agree with that line of thought
Olympus that is if the shield were here it would help Tommy f just Mac would be the good guy and bad guy
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The importance of a burnt egg
Appmon is a very over-the-top and silly series, which is one of its standout features in a story that features some really heavy topics (both emotionally and academically). The first presumable reason as to why the series is this way is tone; if it weren’t for all of this dorky silliness, the sheer weight of the story could easily get overwhelming to the point it becomes difficult to digest (especially considering this is a kids’ series). Having all the fun parts helps make the delivery more palatable and easier to understand, allowing it to cover some pretty deep topics it might not be able to otherwise.
However, it’s important to realize that this is most definitely not the only reason for these kinds of things -- the strange wackiness is also very important to the theme of the series itself. At first, it might seem a bit strange to insinuate that something like a burnt egg actually has theme importance, but you’d be surprised...
(Note that there are spoilers for the series in the rest of this post.)
Let’s fast-forward to the end of the series, episode 52, when Leviathan makes its case as to why humanity should accept its ideal world.
The question of whether it’s better to have emotions or not has been a staple theme of sci-fi (especially AI-themed sci-fi) as long as the genre has existed, but when you get to the end of Appmon and everything that’s led up to it, you have to admit that it makes a pretty compelling case. Leviathan isn’t saying this out of simply just being condescending about humanity being bad at taking care of itself; it really, truly thinks that emotions and hearts are doing everyone an inconvenience. It itself even understands the concept of “death”, and believes it’s doing everyone a favor by keeping everyone from it. Through all of the previous episodes, we’d seen all of the messiness and emotional pain that Leviathan is warning against. Haru just went through a whole cycle of learning he might have been gaslighted. Eri went through the bittersweetness of still not being able to attain the goal she’d worked so hard for. Astra’s still figuring out what to do with this life and what place his family has in his future. Rei had to go through the pain of losing and having to chase after his own family for the entire series. Yuujin, depending on Haru’s choices, may end up dying, with every purpose and hobby he’d built up coming to an end.
Yeah. Life kinda sucks sometimes. There’s a lot of problems going on in society, tons of heartbreak, and everyone’s interests clashing into each other create strife and suffering. Wouldn’t it be better to wipe all that away? Forget everything and let an objective system handle it all? No more need to make choices, especially when the ability to make choices sometimes leads to making bad ones; the system will efficiently organize everything, without any of that chaos or strife or pain. Sounds great, right?
Well, firstly, the problem with this is that Leviathan isn’t a perfect, unbiased system. Nor is anything else in this world. As many AI researchers will tell you right now, even the most advanced black-box AI algorithms are still made by humans, with human biases, and subject to imperfections, because anything part of an imperfect world will still be imperfect. We see a brief glimpse of recognizing the series resident No Guy in the faceless crowd; its job of supposedly wiping misery and pain from the population isn’t exactly working the way it thinks it is. Even Leviathan does briefly admit that it has more it wants to learn. In fact, Leviathan’s defeat largely centers around its realization it doesn’t understand everything about the world after all -- Haru and his friends managed to derail its ostensibly perfect plan that had been building up over the series at the last minute, and Haru himself made a shocking unexpected “third option” choice to the dilemma it’d provided it. “Humans have a surprising side to them,” after all.
As Appmon’s resident edgelord, Rei has an amusing style of writing in that he’s quite the serious person yet keeps getting put in increasingly absurd and comedic situations. There are a lot of reasons for it -- making it clear that he’s not quite as good at the whole edgy schtick as he pretends to be, and also the sheer juxtaposition being funny -- but this really comes to a head in episode 42, where Rei is constantly placed in increasingly ridiculous situations and contexts until the very end, and said very end takes all of the stupid hilarity and suddenly punches you in the face with it when it connects to how Hajime is eventually found. In the end, all of Hackmon’s abilities and all the cognitive thinking in the world paled in comparison to Rei doing something so phenomenally stupid that Hajime remembered his brother and laughed.
After all, if we’re talking about emotions, you can’t forget the one that’s repeatedly permeated all of media and sentiment as well: connection and love. And as it turns out, Hajime recognizes his brother when his brother is doing something stupid.
In the following episode, episode 43, pay close attention to the sequence of events when Rei tries to get Hajime to wake up. Rei tried everything, ranging from getting the Appmon to help, to taking him out everywhere, to cooking every kind of egg under the sun. But here’s what’s significant: we’re treated to a montage of Rei making those eggs, and every time we see them, Rei makes them correctly, because he’d gotten better at making eggs since Hajime had been taken away. And that’s exactly what the problem was, because the moment Rei messed up out of being lost in thought, burning the egg, that was the one and only time that had any significance to Hajime, enough to actually bring him back.
In other words: it was the human mistake, not anything perfected, that actually had meaning.
Burnt eggs shouldn’t exist in Leviathan’s world. That’s a byproduct of bad choices. It’s inefficient and clumsy, and wouldn’t be happening if a perfect system were running everything. But it’s those imperfections and mistakes and slip-ups and all of the inconsistent, flawed parts of humanity that create connections and differences and make the world go ‘round. And in a world increasingly trying to make things more efficient and closer to “perfect”, this is what we risk losing.
YJ-14 was a “failure”. It failed at its job, and whatever routine it was supposed to be using to please Haru ended up becoming something inefficient and messy that helped derail Leviathan’s plans. For it, Yuujin ended up having doubts and pain, and having to face death. But as he puts it: because of all that, he got to meet Haru, and he got to be Haru’s friend, and live the kind of life a human would live, with happiness and aspirations and relationships to others. And, as it seems, that wild, messy life was fulfilling enough to be worth him sacrificing his life for Haru.
Besides, Haru was right: Yuujin wouldn’t have been able to do this if he didn’t have a heart. Artificial intelligence advancing also means advancing enough to understand this, too. And as Haru had told Leviathan earlier, while Leviathan insisted that everyone having the ability to make their own choices was making everyone miserable, Haru counters that all of their choices and will had been what allowed them to initially defeat Leviathan, too. Despite all the hardships they’d faced, they’d chosen to overcome those hardships, and came out the better for it.
The world Haru lives in is messy, ridiculous, and with a lot of problems everywhere. Leviathan may be gone by the end of the series, but the technology its world lives on still remains, and there’s still uncertainty in the future about what might happen with those future developments. But this was the world Haru and his friends chose to protect -- one that’s not perfect or clean by any means, but one where all the weird, strange zaniness makes it worth going through all the converse pain and misery for, because those mistakes and rough parts have meaning of their own, too.
Even if that means burning some eggs a few times.
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The one with the much needed bandaid | Peter’s Girl
Summary: You and Peter finally talk about what you saw the night of Liz’s party, and you become sort of his go to nurse
Word count - 2375
Warnings - mentions of injury, language? i can’t remember
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Peter had spent the entire weekend practically pulling his hair out over the whole thing with Y/N. He couldn’t believe he was so reckless that in the space of the same night he’d managed to one, accidentally reveal his identity to one of his best friends, two, scare away the bad guys by underestimating just how dangerous they were, and three, summon Mr Stark- well his suit and some kind of phone call, to save him from a lake after being dropped in by some weird bird man.
So you could say Peter’s last few days hadn’t been very enjoyable or realistic at all and it was driving him insane.
He was trying to fix things one by one, and he’d begun with apologising to Mr Stark for any inconvenience he caused. His mentor was quick to brush it off, telling him not to get too worked up about it, but warning him to leave the dangerous men to him and the people who were specially trained to deal with these kinds of things, not just some kid from Queens.
He didn’t know how much of that he would stick to, determined to catch these guys as quickly as possible if the avengers weren’t going to jump in, but he’d try and keep that quiet and unknown to Tony of course.
The next part of his plan was to find you on Monday morning, to at least try and explain what he was doing in Spiderman’s suit outside of Liz’s party, maybe tell a few white lies to get himself out of the web he’s caught himself in.
And his plan for the bad guys… well that was still in the works, but he was smart so he’d figure it out in his own time.
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You had received numerous texts and calls from Peter since the moment you woke up that morning, all of which had been ignored. You’d gathered he’d want to talk to you but you weren’t returning the sentiment, and you weren’t even sure why. Were you mad he didn’t tell you? Mad that he’d put himself in all that danger?
You didn’t know, but you did know that you were planning on avoiding him so you didn’t have to find out.
Peter had met up with Ned that morning like he did every morning. He was rambling on about some new star wars theory that the brunette would normally love to hear and give his opinion on, so the fact that Peter was ignoring him was strange.
“Are you okay? You seem a little on edge,” Ned pointed out. Peter turned to look at him with a small, unconvincing look.
“I just need to talk to Y/N.”
Ned rolled his eyes. He didn’t know what happened that night other than Peter had left him looking stupid at the party, prompting Flash to call the boy some names while he wasn’t there.
Seeing as Mj had stopped defending him and Ned wouldn’t get involved, the male was free to ridicule Peter for as long as he wished, making for a lot of weird stares in the school halls.
But back to the present, his best friend didn’t seem too happy that he was so obviously keeping things from him, because Peter Parker was a horrible liar.
When your eyes met Peter’s figure resting against your locker you quickly spun around and started heading in the opposite direction, even if you had no idea where you were planning on going. Your hair whipping around was what caught Peter’s attention from his peripheral vision.
“Gotta go,” he announced to Ned, heading off the way you left with a quick jog in his step. You could hear Peter calling your name louder the closer he got, prompting you to speed up.
You cursed quietly when you came to the end of the hallway, having to decide on the spot whether to go left to a crowd of rowdy students, or right to a dead end. People must have thought you both looked crazy, even though that was the only other conclusion you could come to about yourself after you saw Peter on the rooftop.
“Y/N!” Peter yelled, grabbing your wrist in a gentle but firm grip. You stared at him wide eyed, almost like you were afraid of him, and it was a look that Peter never wanted to see again.
He quickly looked around before tugging you through an open door that led you to an empty classroom.
He closed the door behind him, leaving you standing there watching him blankly. He took a few minutes to try and prepare what he was going to say, granted something he should’ve probably done before he pulled you into a room with him.
“I want to explain the other night,” he stated, meeting your eyes for the first time that day. Your expression stayed stoic, pursing your lips.
“You want to lie your way out of admitting you’re Spiderman?” you sassed. The male was slightly taken back at your bluntness.
“Yeah, I guess,” he joked, trying to lighten the mood slightly. You didn’t look impressed at all, and he sputtered out a few apologies.
“Okay yes, I am Spiderman-“ you interrupted him with a scoff, running your hands through your hair in frustration. “Please just hear me out, y/n/n.”
You huffed, folding your arms over your chest. Peter had to admit that without your usual happy mood, you were intimidating and he never knew you were even capable of that.
“Fine, go ahead.”
He took a deep breath. “You aren’t meant to know because- it-it’s dangerous Y/N.” Your heart fluttered slightly. “I didn’t tell anyone because I wanted you all to be safe, I don’t know what I’d do if I was the reason you got hurt.”
Your features noticeably softened. He stepped closer to you, taking your hands in his and running his thumb over the back of your skin.
“You can’t tell anyone, please.” His soft eyes met yours in a pleading look.
“Who else knows?” you asked.
“Ned,” he mumbled. “And Mr Stark, but that’s it.”
You perked up slightly, and Peter noticed.
“So, Mj doesn’t know?” He shook his head, murmuring something about how it probably wouldn’t take her long to figure out though. Sensing your happiness about his words, the boy assumed you were happy that you knew something that she didn’t, and he didn’t really understand why. But that wasn’t the case, you were just glad that it meant she was safe, what she didn’t know couldn’t hurt her, right?
“Will you keep my secret?” he asked, staring at you with eyes that resembled those of a scared puppy. You sighed, flashing him a smile and nodding your head.
“Of course I will.” The tone of your voice suggested to Peter that you weren’t done and there was going to be some kind of condition here.
“But?” he prompted.
“But please be careful, I don’t want you to get hurt.”
He grinned, pulling you into a tight hug. You tucked your head under his chin, inhaling his scent and being calmed by his presence.
Peter couldn’t wipe the smirk off of his face thinking about how you weren’t aware of his abilities, something he’d have to explain to you sometime. “You have so much to learn about me.”
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A soft tapping on your window was the last thing you expected to hear at almost midnight on a weekday. You raised your head from your pillow, squinting your eyes to try and make out what was on the other side of the glass.
You eventually had to turn on your light, startling when you noticed the shape of a person, more specifically a superhero.
You swung your legs over the side of your bed, hissing when your feet made contact with the cold floor, but you pushed that aside to go and open your window to invite Peter in.
He hastily pulled off his mask, revealing his ruffled hair and bloody face to you.
“Oh my god,” you gasped, taking note of the streaks of red on the side of his face. He looked at you with tears in his eyes, stepping forward without a word to engulf you in a hug.
You were careful wrapping your arms around him, making sure you didn’t cause him anymore pain with your hand placement.
“What happened?”
He raised his head, pressing the spider symbol in the middle of his chest. His suit grew loose, making it easy for him to take off and leave on your bedroom floor.
Your eyes widened, staring at Peter’s body in shock. You knew when he explained the whole situation with the spider that he would have some muscle, but you were definitely not expecting that.
“Um,” you were more or less speechless, forgetting how to even form words while this gorgeous boy was standing in your room in nothing but underwear.
Peter obviously hadn’t thought it completely through, his eyes widening when he realised you were indeed staring at him half naked.
“Sorry, I-I-“ You shook your head, ignoring the definite blush on your cheeks as you guided him to your bathroom. You got the boy to sit down on the side of the tub, where he nervously played with his fingers.
“So, what happened?” you asked, setting your emergency first aid kit on the side. He blankly looked up to you, finally looking at you properly. Only now did he notice that you must have been trying to go to sleep.
You were in an old shirt and a pair of sleep shorts, your hair tied up in a messy ponytail without any makeup. Peter always thought you were pretty, and it seemed as though he was only now realising just how pretty you were.
“Pete?” you whispered, snapping him out of his daydream.
He apologised. “What did you say?”
“I asked if you could turn your head to the light.” He nodded, doing as you asked and bearing his wounded cheekbone to you. His fists clenched when he felt you touch the alcohol to his cheek, hearing a small apology after you heard his pained hiss.
He thought back to a couple minutes ago when you’d ask how this happened, mentally debating whether he should tell you or not. He came to the conclusion that if you were going to generously patch him up then the least he could do was tell you how he got himself in this state in the first place.
“There was some guys following this girl, trying to back her into an alley.” You paused your hand movements, looking into his soft honey eyes with a sympathetic smile. He took that as a sign to continue. “I couldn’t just let it happen, I thought about if that was you or Mj and ai just-“
Your heart almost burst with love for the boy, pressing a friendly kiss to the top of his head that had him blushing a deep scarlet in seconds.
“You did the right thing, even if you got a little hurt.”
He nodded, glad he was able to get your approval, especially after your one condition of not telling anyone was that he was as careful as he could be.
“Where else does it hurt?”
You helped clean Peter up as best as you could, the boy telling you that his quick healing should deal with the parts that you couldn’t, such as the bruised ribs.
“Let me just put a bandaid on and you’re good to go.” He rolled his eyes, trying to tell you that he didn’t need it. It was only a small cut on his bicep but you were insisting on covering it up. Peter watched as your eyes widened when you pulled the bandaids from the first aid kit.
“What is it?” he asked.
You nervously held them up, watching as his face twisted into one of amusement. He let out a loud laugh, quickly being scolded by you as you warned him that your parents were sleeping.
“Really, Y/N?” You blushed, looking down at the bandaid in your hand with a flood of embarrassment. The face of Iron Man stared back at you while Peter continued to giggle. You rolled your eyes, holding out his arm and sticking the bandaid over his cut anyway.
“I hope Mr Stark sees,” you teased, sticking your tongue out at him like a child. “You’re all done.”
He thanked you quietly, heading back into your room while you tidied away the mess you’d made on the counter.
Only when you were done you headed back, planning on getting straight back into your bed as soon as Peter had left.
“Thank you for helping me.” You nodded your head, leaning against the door frame of the bathroom as you watched him slip his suit back on.
“Peter,” you whispered, catching his attention just before he left. He hummed quietly. “You know you can come here anytime you need help, right?”
You were being completely genuine, and Peter could see that in your eyes. He was incredibly grateful for you. He held out his hand to you so you’d come over, intertwining your fingers with his when you were close enough to reach.
On an instinct he dipped his head so he was able to kiss your cheek, refusing to meet your eyes as a cute blush spread across his face, the tips of his ears also tinting pink. If he’d have looked at you, you were sure he would’ve noticed he made you equally as hot and bothered, your heart racing so fast you were surprised he couldn’t hear it.
But he could, and it only made him more nervous that he’d just messed things up.
“I know.” He sent you a smile before shooting one of his webs towards a building in the close distance, slipping his mask on over his face and giving you a wave as a final farewell for the night. Thus began the routine of Spiderman showing up at your window every time he was injured and in need of a bandaid, or in some cases a little more than a bandaid.
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