#dude thought that the only family he had for years had been getting tortured by a legend for almost a full year
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Chapter 8 of TPiaG: Body Swap AU
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@sincerely-sofie I think this is my favorite chapter I've written so far!
Twig is unconscious
Darkrai couldn't sleep.
As ironic as that sentence is, it's nonetheless true.
He'd long since gotten used to the needs that Twig's body demands for. And he would be lying if he didn't say he, to some extent, enjoyed being able to fall asleep.
But for the last week, he couldn't fall sleep for the life of him.
He tossed and turned in his bed, trying every position he could think of.
He attempted to sleep curled up, splayed out, on his belly, his side, his back. With his blanket, without his blanket (A grave mistake).
Nothing worked.
And he hated so much that he knew why.
He couldn't stop thinking of Twig.
That loathsome wretch that took his body.
He couldn't understand why he can't stop thinking of her.
He hated her.
He hated how scared and helpless he felt seeing that passage open.
He hated how he wasn't as angry as he wanted to be when she picked him up without his consent.
He can't stop thinking of how she broke the shelves in that closet to fit both of them in there, even though she could have easily just stuffed him in there alone.
He hated so much that he felt safe in there with her.
He hated the way his breath caught on itself when she pulled him closer, after hearing Grovyle step past.
He hated how he felt like he'd been torn in half when Grovyle ripped her out of there.
He hated how frozen in terror he was as he watched Grovyle beat her within an inch of her life.
He hated how he felt utterly useless, watching Celebi, Dusknoir and Kip do everything they could to keep her from dying...
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Darkrai's eyes widened as a thought came to his mind.
She may not have been attacked if she had just left him.
She might not be unconscious in the hospital, straddling the line between life and death, if she had simply hidden herself in the shadows, and left him to confront Grovyle.
She wasn't hiding herself from Grovyle.
She was protecting him...
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Darkrai slowly curled his fists, leaving scratch marks in the floor.
No.
That wasn't what she was doing.
She hated him as much as he hated her.
It was in her best interest to keep her own body alive.
Then why didn't she hide you in the closet alone, and try speaking with Grovyle
Because Grovyle would have attacked her regardless.
Then she would have hidden herself in the shadows and tried conversing with him.
Did you not see the murderous rampage Grovyle was on?! He wouldn't have listened to her.
What about the code word?
Darkrai's heart skipped a beat.
She would have had a chance to say it had she not tried to keep you safe.
She... She had a chance to say it during their fight. She'd forgotten she had that word in mind.
Would she have forgotten if he didn't claim that her voice was a trick? Would she have forgotten if she had a chance to talk with Grovyle? Would she have forgotten if she only dodged, and didn't try to fight back?
Grovyle wouldn't have believed her if she did say the word.
Kip didn't believe her until she said the word to him. And he had more of a reason to doubt the legitimacy.
Darkrai pressed his claws into his arms.
Stop.
If she had shown you to him, and explained what had happened, what do you think Grovyle would have done?
Darkrai winced from the pain he was inflicting on himself, attempting to hold back tears.
Stop it!
Grovyle would not have hesitated to try and kill you.
STOP!
He would blame you, as he does now, for stealing her body.
Blood was starting to pool where his claws pierced his skin.
Do you not recall her expression, when she apologized for what she said to you that morning? And the promise she made to find something for you to do during the day?
ENOUGH! I WILL NOT TOLERATE MY OWN MIND BELITTLING ME LIKE THIS!!!
She cares about you.
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Darkrai quietly cried in his bed. Trying to remain as silent as possible so the others couldn't hear him.
Why?
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Silence.
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Grovyle lay flat on his back in Kip's bed, ironically getting less sleep than he did than for the few weeks he was technically homeless. Forced to stay in that position so his ribs would heal correctly. Tears flow down his face as he thought about Twig.
The fear in her eyes, as a human, a Charmander, and in Darkrai's body haunted him.
The feeling of satisfaction he felt, watching her bleed before he knew who she was, made him consider leaving to enter Labyrinth Cave alone.
Grovyle intentionally took deep breaths. Each one sending out sharp pain from his chest.
He can never see her again. His presence would force her to relive what he'd done to her.
He tried to kill her.
He forced her through intense agony to make her suffer.
He traumatized her.
She should hate him.
She should hate him the way he hates himself, with every fiber of her being...
He hopes she does.
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Dusknoir couldn't take any comfort in the literature he used to. Despite Celebi's and the doctors' best efforts, the damage done to his eye is permanent. Everything looks like he'd been submerged underwater. His age already made his eyesight worse, but now he'll have to learn Braille to read again.
But he wasn't worried about that.
He was more worried about Kip.
He was of course worried about Twig. Praying at every moment that she would recover, but his fears still lay in seeing Kip neglect himself to watch Twig at all times.
The fact that the last thing he could, and probably will ever see clearly, was Kip's expression of terror, the same he'd seen several years ago, filled him with a pain that was much greater than what Kip had afflicted him with.
Dusknoir wondered if all of this would have been avoided if he was never given his undeserved mercy.
He saw the way Kip shook when he exited the passage of time.
Twig wouldn't be on the cusp of death, and Kip would be happy if he was simply never brought back.
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Celebi couldn't understand how Darkrai isn't exhausted all the time with how he's constantly angry.
She's barely able to do anything but sit on the couch and think of just how much of a brain-dead idiot she is.
If she had just looked forward when they figured out that Kip and Twig had moved, then she could have stopped any of this from happening.
But NOOOOO!~ She just HAD to wait and see what would happen! She just HAD to be surprised by how things would turn out!
And now she hurt everyone and Twig might die.
Sure, they managed to get her to the hospital, and yeah, She's at least stable.
But what happens if her body gives out?
She dies.
And it'd be her fault if she does.
Celebi doesn't even want to think about what Kip and Grovyle would do if she passes.
She's completely trapped in a prison of her own design.
She hates that she didn't look forward then, and she hates how scared she is to look forward now.
She hates how angry she feels towards Kip for hurting Dusknoir like that. Even though she knows it was a knee-jerk reaction.
She hates how angry she is at Grovyle, for letting himself get to the point where all logic and reasoning went out the window. Even though she knows he was just tired and furious and paranoid.
But she doesn't hate how angry she is at herself.
There isn't a justification for her actions.
She is just stupid.
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Kip didn't care that sleeping next to her gave him nightmares. He couldn't care less that the pendant she wore with the lunar feather was lost during her fight.
The fear he feels in those nightmares pales in comparison to the fear he feels at every waking second.
Every morning he jolts awake, covered in cold sweat from the nightmare he had, and stares at Twig. Watching her to make sure she's still breathing.
He hasn't left the room since he was allowed in after the emergency surgery the Doctors had to preform on her.
He watches the doctors replace the medicine and bandages daily. Staring at her wounds to make sure they haven't gotten infected. Even if that's not his job.
Kip just-
He was so mad at himself.
He wanted to make up for abandoning Twig when she needed him most. But he can't.
And he might not ever be able to.
What a moron he is. He can't figure out why he started running in the first place.
They were his friends. They wouldn't hurt him or Twig.
But Grovyle ended up nearly killing her anyway. All because he wasn't there to defend her. To explain what had happened.
Kip stared at Twig.
First time she's slept since switching bodies, and it was because of him.
Kip stood up and heavily, slowly walked towards the door.
He turned his head to look back at her. Hoping she'd woken up.
She didn't. She lay in the same position. Her breathing, weak and short.
...
Team Skull was right about him
They were more right than Twig ever was.
All he ever did was weigh her down. He was a burden that he forced her to carry.
She had lied to him. He wasn't her friend. Friends don't abandon each other when they need them most.
Friends don't suddenly change their minds and try to go back for them for no reason.
Friends don't break down crying, unable to do anything while trying to put medicine on their wounds.
Friends don't act like him.
Kip left the room and slowly walked out of the hospital towards the travel agency. His head hung low.
He could feel the atmosphere get less heavy with each step, but he himself still felt heavy.
He's going... Somewhere. He doesn't know where. Just, any other town.
She doesn't deserve a scumbag 'friend' like him.
It's better this way...
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Celebi had told her everything.
She couldn't help but notice the underlying anger in her words. Everything recounted to her with an uncharacteristic flatness. Simply laying out the facts and nothing more.
She took a slight amusement as she thought about how Twig must have looked at Grovyle, when he saw her clutching that monster like some scared child holding a stuffed toy.
It was exactly what she deserved to have happen after she gave pity to that wretched, selfish thing.
At least justice was finally served.
Maybe now she'll take a step back and realize her actions and words were in no way justified.
Maybe she'll finally see just how awful he acted. And finally take the steps to right what's wrong.
Cresselia stopped her midnight flight when she suddenly realized that someone experiencing great physical and emotional pain. Barely detectable, as it was far away. All the way over on the Fire continent.
Cresselia decided to shelve the thoughts as she began making her way over to where the pain was originating.
She thinks it may be coming from a Snivy but she isn't quite sure yet.
Cresselia enjoyed the feeling of the crisp, early spring night breeze against her feathers.
Perhaps her and Kip will finally see eye-to-eye when she returns.
#Boy. I wonder if that Snivy will have any significant impact on Cresselia's mindset and behavior.#Man trying to get Cresselia to act like a chunk of hairy dust filled play-dough without crossing over into cartoonish evil is hard#I can't say her portion is my favorite part#But i love the rest of it#I didn't want to say it in each portion because i would have just been repeating myself#but i wanted to emphasize how everyone feels like it's their fault; and their fault /alone/ that what happened; happened.#even though it was such a complex thing with so much trauma and paranoia involved on every side#that picking someone to solely blame would be pointless#the closest i could get to is Grovyle#but even then#dude thought that the only family he had for years had been getting tortured by a legend for almost a full year#couple that with what little sleep he got leading up to the incident#and the growing paranoia and anger each time they went to a house and couldn't find her#i can't really say i can blame him#I would act irrationally angry and paranoid too if i was in a similar situation.#granted; It is an explanation. Not an excuse#Can't wait to explore the implications of that!#Bullying the grass boy#text post#pmd eos#fanfic of a fanfic#the present is a gift au#pmd#writing#fanfic#body swap au#pmd2#cw blood#tw blood#Dusknoir and Grovyle's sections are shorter than i'd like but their thoughts are the most straightforward so oh well.
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FHR SPOILERS
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I can’t stop thinking about how Chen saw a photo of Sidestep’s dead body, saw that there was no way anyone could’ve survived those wounds, saw their tattoos and learned they were a regene, and specifically hid these pictures from Ortega so she wouldn’t get herself killed trying to avenge Sidestep.
Got a call from Ortega telling him excitedly that she found Sidestep ALIVE
#chen being so tense makes so much sense to me cause the dude literally thought he had full proof you were dead and yet here u are#’didnt you die???’ ‘that was years ago chen things change’ type shit LMAO#I think of it slightly jokingly like haha man that mustve been a mind fuck but also I think of it sadly#he didnt know they could put sidestep back together and force him to survive#he didnt know they werent buried or even an autopsy for researchers to learn about#no sidestep was ALIVE lived through that horrific death and then was experimented and tortured for years#and maybe he couldve done something#he couldve saved them if only he knew but he didnt#and i personally cant fault him fully for not taking on a fight bigger than even himself#pursue the lead to get your teammates body back and risk killing yourself your team and your best friend?#or be forced to accept you can’t do anything even if you wanted to#IDK MAN CHEN JUST MAKES ME SAD OKAY#especially if you romance him cause the poor dude has a homophobic family who treats him like shit#so of course the next time this dude falls in love its to the literal villain terrorizing the city#chen my man im sorry 😭#im a chen defender he wasnt fully right but he wasnt fully wrong#poor man saw a ghost enter the rangers office#I wonder if when he sees Sidestep he sees their corpse too#URGH I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS MAN#gonna have to wait a good couple of years for book 3 but imma be stewing in that time#fhr spoilers#fallen hero retribution spoilers#fhr#fallen hero retribution#wei chen#marshal steele#text post#typical me writing an essay in the tags LMAO#dex talks
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My honest reactions of episodes 5 and 6 (part 1)
PART 2 : HERE
(‼️SEASON 4 SPOILERS‼️)
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We obviously start with the ✨sadidas✨ Armand and Amalia (as we should 💕) coming back from the assembly meeting with the Eliatrope goddess.
Okay so were starting off pretty strong lol
I LOVE how Armand thinks about the Eliatrope goddess cuz yeah we were pretty much thinking the same thing (about how she’ll pretty much stalk them and will put her children in their world) and I just absolutely LOVE how he’s keeping his guard because of her and has become even more doubtful of Yugo. (Just look at his eyes as he stares at Amalia!!)
Because yeah, even though he wasn’t as wary of Yugo before, some hints were still shown in the OVAs when he called him “a king without his people is unheard of” but Yugo shrugged his comment off.
BUT NOW WE GET TO SEE MORE OF ARMAND SLANDERING YUGO and basically exposing Amalia acting “not rational” when she talks about Yugo.
Armand, my man, your sister’s clearly in love with Yugo OF COURSE SHE WOULDN’T BE RATIONAL WITH HIM (you should’ve seen how she kissed Oropo tho you would’ve lost your shit lo)
BUT DAMN ARMAND CHILL WTF ARE U RACIST AGAINST ELIATROPES NOW???!!? Same ngl 🥰🥰 I want more drama 💖💖
I just ADORE Az and his family playing on their tree Tofu tower they look so adorable ☺️✨💖 I already made a headcanon that Yugo and Alibert built it (while Chibi and Grougal just watched).
OMG EVERYONE STFU MY SONS ARE HERE ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😍😍😍😍😍🥰😍😍🥰😍😍🥰🥰 ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I’VE SEEN U TWO 😭😭😭💖💖
Look at these two not doing anything and just being lazy bums 😭😭🥰💕💕
Also I need a gif of Yugo and Alibert hugging with Az and his kids in the background asap ✨
But all cuteness aside, in all my years of being a Wakfu fan, I literally never saw Yugo make that face before. Like it was so uncalled for that my heart literally dropped when I saw him like that. I never thought that the face of terror and shock (combined with the booming sound in the background) could go so well on him and now I wanna see it more!! I HOPE YOU TORTURE HIM ANKAMA!!
Btw the Eliatrope goddess is such a fraud and can’t think for herself even though she said she wants to rule a freaking planet but okay (u fucked up the first time by default when ur kids had one planet for themselves but ur already messing up ur second time cuz ur running away from ur problems when U AND NORA WERE THE REASON WHY THE NECROMES GOT OUT ARE U KIDDING ME- YOU DIDN’T CHECK?!!!???!)
Armand’s really trying hard not to say something racist right now.
Dude can’t even look him in the eyes while saying hi lol
Also can we talk about what Armand told Yugo??? :
Like………
IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE SOME KIND OF FORESHADOWING ?!?!? I DONT GET IT AND IM SCARED NOW ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️
ANKAMA STOP PLAYING WITH ME, DON’T TOUCH MY AMALIA ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
No because im legitimately scared that something bad will happen to her, why else would Armand say these kinds of things to YUGO of all people????
I swear I will actually cry if this ended up being foreshadowing cuz honestly wtf…why did Amalia ever do to you people….My fear for Amalia was already there even before Season 4 so why do you gotta make my paranoia resurface like that??? Why do u gotta do me like that???? 😭😭😭
This is the guy who started a genocide against his own people and has more common sense than the GODDESS right in front of him. I get that she’s traumatized cuz of what happened to her but you gotta realize that they’ll always run after you if you just keep running, so the least you can do is throw your kids to fight for you. I just love how the only reason why Qilby is saying any of this is because for once, he’s not the one in control of the fate of the world and can’t redirect the signal or stop it himself lol
#wakfu#ankama#krosmoz#wakfu s4#wakfu season 4#wakfu season 4 spoilers#wakfu s4 spoilers#wakfu season 4 episode 5#wakfu season 4 episode 6#wakfu s4 ep5#wakfu s4 ep6#wakfu season 4 episode 5 spoilers#wakfu season 4 episode 6 spoilers#wakfu s4 ep5 spoilers#wakfu s4 ep6 spoilers#wakfu yugo#wakfu chibi#wakfu grougal#wakfu grougaloragran#wakfu adamai#wakfu adamaï#wakfu amalia sheran sharm#wakfu amalia#wakfu armand#wakfu armand sheran sharm#wakfu reactions#wakfu reaction
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The Value of Lies: Majima Boss Rush
Mild spoilers for Y0
A new Majima event! They added a few new cards alongside it
I had a moment of “huh, why’s Shimano from 1985 and not 1988? that’s too late for the YK2 flashback--oh NO............ during Majima’s torture in the Hole????”
anyways, Shimano is not in the event. sorry to the Shimano stans
Summary: 6 months into Majima’s stint as manager of the Grand, he’s still chasing after as much profit as he can and has scouted a new batch of hostesses. One of them seems lackluster, but there’s more to her than meets the eye...
[Half a year after Majima Goro had began working as the manager of the Cabaret Grand.]
[The Grand's revenue had been steadily rising, but was still nowhere near the desired amount--
For the sake of further profits, Majima was aggressively scouting other clubs to refine his own business...]
<door opens, Majima walks in>
Majima: ...Sawabe. How'd the new girls do today? (tl note: The name is 沢辺 which is pretty much just Sawabe or Sawanabe)
Grand Employee Sawabe: ...They seem to be doing reasonably well, the customers who like inexperienced girls have been asking for them.
Majima: I see. Any gals seem like a standout?
Sawabe: I don't know about a standout, all of them have something special... except for one.
Majima: ...Except one? What's goin' on with that?
Sawabe: ...There was one who just didn't seem very motivated. Her name is Arisa.
Sawabe: But it's my job to make girls like that useful, so I've been trying to provide lessons.
Majima: That's true. I appreciate the help. With how the number of customers keep goin' up, I'll take all the help I can get.
Majima: Unfortunately I still gotta be out of the club, so you're my only hope for trainin' the girls here.
Sawabe: Please leave it to me.
Sawabe: I know that people are the same as water, if left alone they'll settle in low places.
Sawabe: I'll manage the new girls diligently, and make sure they're trained well.
Majima: Please see that you do.
Majima: ...And just to be sure, ya ain't gonna fall for some of the girls you're teaching and get handsy, right?
Sawabe: ...Absolutely not. I could never allow my family to be on the street because I broke one of the club's rules.
[two weeks later...]
<the door opens, Majima enters>
Majima: ...I'm back. How'd thing's go, and how were today's sales... huh? (tl note: TWO WEEKS DUDE???)
Sawabe: Ah, welcome back, manager. (tl note: oh okay Majima didn't walk in on hanky panky. my bad. sorry for doubting you Sawabe)
New Girl Arisa: ...Well, I'm going back to the floor.
Majima: ...Was that Arisa you were just talking to?
Sawabe: Yes sir. She just lost her parents. But she still comes to work and does her training because she didn't want to miss any days...
Sawabe: So I hear her out when she has difficult feelings that she can't express to the customers.
Majima: .........I see.
Sawabe: At first I thought she just wasn't motivated at all... I even scolded her a few times before realizing this was the case--she just couldn't get into the right headspace with all that sadness.
Majima: ...And ya believe that?
Sawabe: Huh? O-Of course. There was nothing to indicate she was lying.
Majima: Gotcha.
Majima: Seein' as she's havin' such a hard time, I ought to talk with her.
<out on the floor>
Majima: ...Arisa-chan. Ya got a minute?
Arisa: Yes? Can I help you with something?
Majima: If you're makin' a play at Sawabe, it'd be best if ya stopped.
Arisa: Huh? What are you talking about? I'm not making a play...
Majima: ...Heh, I'm just sayin'.
Majima: If ya have any troubles I'm also someone ya can come talk to.
Arisa: Umm... Th-Thank you. If you'll excuse me.
<she leaves>
Majima: ............
[another 2 weeks later]
Sawabe: I'm sorry, Arisa. We can only meet up after everyone has already left. (tl note: I RETRACT MY PREVIOUS APOLOGY. SAWABE YOUR FAMILY!!!!!!!!)
Arisa: No, don't apologize. I'm the one asking unreasonable things... I know we can't let anyone find out about this.
Arisa: Besides, I would be happy being anywhere with you, Sawabe-san.
Sawabe: Arisa...
Arisa: ...Still... The manager isn't going to be back today, right?
Sawabe: Yep, he said he was heading straight home.
Arisa: So then... it's really just the two of us.
Sawabe: Yeah, just us two. .....But, is it alright if I do a bit of work first?
Sawabe: It's the last day of the month, so I need to get our sales money so it can be transferred to the bank tomorrow. (tl note: Sawabe if you flake to go fuck a hostess and Majima gets the shit beaten out of him I'm going to throttle you on his behalf)
Arisa: Okay, I can wait 🎵
Sawabe: I'm sorry. I'll get it done quick.
<she leaves>
Sawabe: Now then just gotta get the money out of the safe...
<he opens it>
Sawabe: ...Hmm? Oh, Arisa must have needed to use the restroom. Now then... huh!!??
<a bunch of goons rush in>
Arisa: Sawabe-san. Thanks so much for opening the safe 🎵 ....Now I'll be taking allll the money in it.
Sawabe: Wh-... What the hell's going on?
<a goon punches him>
Sawabe: Guh...
<he drops>
Brawny Thug: That dumbass was a good mark for this... Have a nice nap.
Arisa: Soooo cool 🎵
Thug's Pal: Hehe... Now we just stuff all this cash into the bag.
???: ...I went to all the trouble of warning you.
Arisa: !?
Majima: I already told ya, "If you're makin' a play at Sawabe, it'd be best if ya stopped".
Arisa: Wh-Why's the manager...
Majima: I noticed ya gettin' awful cozy with Sawabe a little while ago.
Majima: So I started doin' a little diggin' and figured out your plan. Had to be gettin' some thugs to rob the safe with ya--your parents aren't dead, your little brother doesn't exist, all ya've been doin' since ya got here is lying and cheatin' people outta money.
Arisa: ..........
Majima: And on top of trickin' Sawabe, here ya are tryin' to clean us out, which is a much bigger issue.
Thug: Well... Even if all of that is true, how do you expect to get yourself out of this situation now?
Thug: I don't see any cops around... Don't tell me you plan on handling this all by yourself?
Majima: ...Of course I plan to.
Thug: The hell? Are you mocking me!
<goons rush in>
Thug: That's just fine!! If you can do it, go ahead!!!!
<EVENT HAPPENS>
Brawny Thug: N-... No way...
<he collapses>
Arisa: ...!
<Majima walks over>
Majima: ...We're done here.
<he kneels down>
Majima: Hey, can you stand?
Sawabe: Ugh... S-Sorry...
<they're both back to standing>
Majima: Don't worry. I'll let ya off easy this time, since I knew what was happenin'. Think ya'll get tricked again?
Sawabe: Th-Thank you so much...! Nothing like this will ever happen again...!
Sawabe: But... I really didn't think Arisa would do something like this...
Arisa: I'm sorry Sawabe-san, Majima-san... That thug was threatening me... that's why I...
Sawabe: Eh...!?
Majima: ...Are ya that stupid. Now I know ya ain't the kinda guy for this. On the other hand, you were the one that was trickin' that man, ain't ya?
Sawabe: Eh... Wh-What do you mean?
Arisa: ...Haa, I messed up. That guy said he was a former pro boxer, but he was way too weak.
Sawabe: A-Arisa... you...
Arisa: I guess I can't fool you. Are you going to hand me over to the police?
Majima: Heh, that's surprisingly upstandin' of ya.
Majima: However, I ain't handin' ya over to the cops.
Arisa: ...Huh?
Majima: There's no profit to be made in that.
Majima: I'd rather have ya work at the Grand again.
Arisa: Work at the Grand...?
Majima: Exactly. Of course, if ya run off or play hooky then I'll throw ya to the cops without mercy.
Majima: And you'll have to make yourself a diligent hostess and work hard--I'll forget about this whole thing if ya become a girl that earns more than ya were gonna steal from this safe.
Arisa: .......
Majima: ...What d'ya say?
Arisa: I will... return to working at the Grand.
Majima: Heh, that settles it.
Arisa: Sawabe-san... I'm sorry for deceiving you. I'll do my best from here on out.
Sawabe: H-Hold on a minute, boss! I-Is that really okay? Even after all this...
Majima: Mhm.
Sawabe: I know I was the one who got scammed, so it might not mean much from me, but still... Arisa-chan has the worst sales out of the whole club.
Sawabe: And then she tried to rob us, so, is it really okay to hire that girl...?
Majima: It's true that her sales were bad, but that's cause she was half-assin' it.
Majima: You experienced first hand just how good she is at this, didn't you?
Sawabe: ...........
Majima: To keep up a deception like that, ya need all sorts of skills.
Majima: You're much warier than most, but she still got her fingers on your purse strings--
Majima: Seein' that you're a very doubting person, she used a lie about her parents' death to get ya sympathetic--
Majima: Two weeks or so of keepin' up that lie, playin' the part of the girl ya'd want, all with the goal of slowly foolin' ya--
Majima: Even with the risk of "If I lose my job my family will be out on the street" ya still caved.
Majima: Gettin' someone ya just met's guard down, gettin' them to open their wallet, lying to find out more about them--
Majima: And of course, keepin' up the lie so the person you're talkin' with doesn't catch on...
Majima: To me, those are the ideal skills for a hostess.
Majima: If she approached our guests with the same diligence that she went after you, I have no doubt that Arisa would be our number one.
Majima: In order to make 100 million yen in sales, even though there's a risk, I'm not going to let a profitable woman like her go.
Sawabe: ...You may be right, boss.
Majima: Whew... Well, I'll see ya tomorrow, but... try not to get scammed again, okay?
Sawabe: ...Y-Yes sir.
[Afterwards, when Arisa resumed working at the Grand, things went exactly as Majima predicted. With her ability to see through her customers and her skillful lies, she had one man after another captivated by her. Seeking to become the Grand's number one hostess, she has risen to the very top.]
<EVENT END>
Bonus stuff:
unrelated to this event they released a White Day Kiryu where he awkwardly gives you a return gift. I’m not even making fun of him that’s literally what the title of his card is
Ichiban got one too where he bashfully gives you a senbei
and then not a White Day card but still a guy giving a gift, we got a new KSR 1995 Nishiki
something I didn’t notice until looking through Nishiki’s cards is that they give a date on Nishiki’s new hairdo
ONE YEAR??? NISHIKI YOU ONLY HELD OUT A YEAR??????? it was Christmas in 1995 too so depending on when in 1996 this is it could be even less time. it does make it a kind of cartoonishly awful year for him to have experienced though, if you condense all of the flashbacks into that span. that’s rough buddy
enjoy him looking so sad and dejected (he failed to beat up Haruka)
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For the Death's Row AU, any chance we could get a look at exactly what led Killer to ending up on the Row? We got a look at Dust and Horror's, and I can't deny I'm very curious how Killer's looks as well 👀
Your art is super cool and I'm thriving on the story for this au so far! Im glad I stumbled upon it :)
oh absolutely! ive been waiting for someone to ask, hehe!
So, Killer was raised in a a slum/house thing with 12 other people, maybe they were his family, maybe they weren't, who knows. Regardless, one of the other kids in the slum started to pick on him.
They were younger than him, and for a while, Killer just kinda ignored them, assuming it was a little kid just trying to make friends in a shitty way, but, as the years went on, this kid started outright ABUSING him, in horrible, HORRIBLE ways - any way you can think of someone being abused? Yeah, this kid did it. They outright tortured him, for their entire childhood.
Killer went to the police, and tried to report what was happening to him, so many times, and each time, he was laughed at and told to stop wasting their time; a kids picking on you? yeah right, piss off kid.
It gets to the point where this kid forced Killer to watch as they beat someone to a pulp, before they drag Killer over, and tells him to kill them, its in his name, after all! and, they threaten, if they don't, they'll kill him.
anyway, Killer does it. That's his first kill, and miraculously, he doesn't get caught for it.
The abuse goes on an on and on, years and years of gaslighting into believing himself a weapon, and 'peer pressure' on max, until, he snaps and kills his abuser.
he ends up just fucking loosing it after that, with a 'fuck it' attitude, hes gonna get caught anyway, and kills a bunch of people that he believes were complacent in the abuse. he ends up killing 4 people, including the kid, before hes caught.
In court, Killer tries to defend himself, explaining the abuse he suffered for YEARS, and the help he was denied. but the courts found him guilty of murder, after all, his 'abuser' was a minor; he must be lying, and, even if he wasn't, that doesn't change anything.
So, onto death row he goes.
He can be sassy and unserious most of the time, but there's an aura of wrongness to him.
He uses that uses his 'personality' to hide what hes feeling but also when hes snooping for information. His only really motivation is to avoid boredom; hes very much trying to avoid being left alone with himself and his thought, cus that's when he starts to spiral:
He doesn't care that he murdered, and doesn't regret it; in fact he found it thrilling. He REALLY struggles with emotions, finds it hard to feel things deeply, and to recognise WHAT hes feeling, but he doesn't regret it! He doesn't feel... bad about what he did to... to those innocent people... NO! he really doesn't!
He also very much wants power, after so long without any, and being told that he was *supposed* to kill, that was all he was - hes named 'Killer' for god sake!
He just wants to feel alive. Even if, just for.. a little while...
He know to cause physical fights all the time with other inmates, doing to as an outlet for those emotions he definitely doesn't feel, but also as a way to climb to the top. He RUNS the Row! HES the one in charge - hes not, that's Nightmare but shh, let him believe that.
He meets Dust and Horror when they're friends, and, always looking for new prey, decides to pick on them.
hes had a few fights with Dust before now, hes partially the reason Dust is in a straightjacket, and Dust is partly the reason hes in handcuff/chains, but he hasn't seen him about for a little while, and, when he sees him again, his little punching back has attached himself to the biggest motherfucker the joint, little shit. Well, Killer decides he should take them down a peg. Horror is a threat to his dominance here, anyway!
(Horror has no clue who this dude is, other than *trouble*. Hes seen the fights this guy get into, and they're not GOOD)
it starts off with Killer picking on them, teasing in that was that's common in his character, and it looks like Horror is gonna defend Dust, as he is wont to do, except, no one was expecting little Dust, who's top of head only reaches Killers EYES, in his straightjacket, restricting him movement, to fucking roundhouse kick Killer in the neck. His arms may be restrained, but his legs sure aren't!
And Killer... runs off to lick his wounds.
Except, he comes back to ick on them. again, and again and again.
Killer is picking on them the way young boys try and 'flirt' with girls they like; pulling on their pigtails. he thinks they're kinda cool, and is envious of their friendship, and wants IN, thing is, he ain't gonna just TELL them that! hes not gonna sit down and ask 'hey can we be friends?' cus that would make him WEAK, so, he pushes them about as an excuse to get close to them.
About a month after the roundhouse kick incident, Killer comes to pick on them again, with a bandage around his throat despite it DENIFETLY being healed by now, and starts boasting about his kill count; four whole people in a single day! and hes expecting them to look up at him, scared or maybe admiring.
Hes not expecting Dust to look at Horror, make that little smile people make when they're making fun of someone - that 'oh my god this guy' face - and...laughs? Hes giggling like a madman, and even Horror looks amused, when Dust says "Four?!" and Killers like '??? yeah, four whole people, dead cus of me!' which just makes Dust laugh harder.
Dust has recently been made aware of his accidental kill count, and while he still cant get his head around most of it and forgets a lot of it, he knows he killed a dozen in a matter of like, a couple hours, and he knows Horror killed 5 people, cut them up and COOKED them, and FED THEM to starving people!
Four murders is PATHETIC.
Killer tries to reclaim his pride, and is sort of going like 'well, yeah, but uh like-' and Dust just keeps laughing at him, and at that point Killer flushed bright red and.. leaves.
Im gonna stop here, cus ive written A LOT! But, they find Killer int the bathroom :)
(im very gladyou like my art and works! it means the world that i can entertain someone at least for a little while with my stuff, and that fact you take time out of your day to appreciate them and compliment me is just... auugh <3 <3!)
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Episode 6 and 7 thoughts
This will now be a regular thing
Also im writing this as I go
Episode 6
So Izzy thought Ed was Roach. Huh. Does he and Roach talk regularly? <- Coming from a Rizzy shipper
“Do weeeee?” Fang I love you
Oh my god, Frenchie and Jim coming to Ed and Stede like they’re kids asking if their cousins can sleep over
The crew going shoppiiiiiiiiing!!!
Frenchie’s lil dancey dance added many years to my life
Ed being nice and giving kids mon- oh never mind, oh that’s a knife okay. Ed never have kids please
“Don’t pirate kids” well listen okay I don’t have HBO Max it’s the only way I can watch this show
MY QUEEN
Wee John you’re so beautiful and amazing and we don’t deserve you
Jim’s lil mustache, like yeah me too <- Non-Binary person
Stede looks so happy about seeing Wee John!! He’s so proud of his son!
Izzy is gorgeous. I’m actually so happy to see him explore more sides of himself, and to find things he can indulge in. This whole season has really just been Izzy’s big therapy arc
His hair makes him look a bit like Cinderella’s evil stepmother though
Oh he can sing too! Izzy!!! <- A person who did not like Izzy in season one
Wee John X Izzy? Roach X Fang?
YO THE
POLYCULE DANCING?!
Ed protecting Stede….just, immediately putting him behind himself…I just…
I rewatched that clip five times
“Because I only hang out with cool pirates” Stede’s face!!! He’s just like Oh Snapppp
Despite it all, Stede and Ed are still the cutest couple that has ever graced the TV screen. Like hell yeah, make fun of people together!
Ed keeps being protective…..okay I need a moment…
Roach you’re a lunatic and I love you
“Whatever this is it’s just gonna turn me on” Izzy you’re a shining star
Also I just now noticed that Black Pete and Lucius aren’t there. I’m guessing they eloped somewhere and are currently taking care of their adopted cat
Nope okay, literally the second I unpaused there they are. That’s the worst timing
Hell yeah my dudes, I hope you broke whatever bed you used
“I’m just doing it for the lolz” Yeah that’s sounds like something someone from the 1700s would say
I know this is a pirate ship but why do they just have so many knives and swords laying about
Who is this fanged torture queen, and how do I acquire her number?
Stede remains best employer, while Aziraphale is the best landlord. Can these two people just run the world please and thank you
Hell Cat Maggie is my soulmate
I feel like there needs to be a pirate workers union
The crew of the revenge is the best found family of all time
Stede Bonnet can rival Steven Universe in reforming villains, like he’s just such a genuinely nice dude
“Alright gang! Let’s talk profit sharing”
Oh protective Stede, alright let’s go mate defend your mans
Okay but why is Stede kinda 👀 in this scene
Oh Stede, love…
OH THEY FAWHKING
That French? Izzy speaks french?
I want to see that man get dicked down
I guess the revenge now has a pet goat
Episode 7
Okay Ed is a soft boy again, aight
NO NOT THE LEATHER JACKET
The anime toast in mouth thing. He’s officially been baby girl for a long while, but we’re really solidifying it
OH THEY FUCKED
Isn’t there an anime where a mob boss becomes a house wife? Yeah that’s Ed
Oh we’re telling him about the mermaid fantasy, okay
Izzy what the fuck, you’re amazing
“He’s jealous” my darling
The polycule is going strong, and I love the absolute lack of jealousy. This is the best representation I have ever had
Oh they’re going on a date! That’s so sweet actually
It’s really sweet that they’re talking about their time apart
Stede’s famous now? Good for him!
I need to stop falling in love with every pirate lady In this show. That being said, I hope we see more of the fangirl lady
I’m reinforcing my claim that Stede and Ed are cuter than anything that has ever been on screen
OH MY GOD SWEDE
The Söt Och Saftig, my love. Also this far in and this is the first time the character “The Swede” actually says something in Swedish
Scammer Frenchie is back in business, love that
Jim and Archie trying to get their boyfriend set up is very sweet actually
The character development of Izzy going from wanting Ed to remain “Blackbeard” to him saying if being a softie makes him happy then he should do that, like I get it now, I know why you all love this man
OH MY FUCKING GOD STEDE
Can’t believe Stede is an official Slut now
Open communication? Like genuine conversation about their relationship, and the pace they’re taking it? Ed being honest that he’s not ready for the steps they’re taking in their relationship?
What is this argument
I live for Lucius and Black Pete’s nicknames for each other
“I’ve only known you for a few hours Bonnet, but I’d fucking die for ya” Same random dude. Same
Izzy🥹
Zheng and Olu are really cute actually
Oh my god the polycule will end my fucking life
DONT BRING ED INTO THIS ZHENG
“That was really mean” YOU TELL HER STEAK KNIFE
Protective Jim my beloved
Oh my god
Roach and Fang friendship?
Roach is the queen of self care
#ofmd 2#ofmd spoilers#ofmd season 2#ofmd s2#ofmd#our flag means death#Stede Bonnet#Edward Teach#Blackbonnet#Stedward#Gentlebeard#Izzy Hands#Ofmd roach#Rizzy#Ofmd fang#jim jimenez#Ofmd Archie#oluwande boodhari#Ofmd Frenchie#lucius spriggs#Black Pete#Lupete#Oluwarchim#tealoranges#wee john feeney#Hell cat Maggie#zheng yi sao#ofmd the swede
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STAR TREK UPDATE TIME! once again, i am behind. four-episode update 💀monday we watched ds9's "visionary" and voy's "emanations," and last night we caught voy's "prime factors" and "state of flux" which was a banger of a fucking evening tbqh.
visionary (ds9):
HEADLINE: ONCE AGAIN, O'BRIEN SUFFERS! he's become so dear to me that i get really distressed when this happens, but also a little excited, because his reputation for suffering is like the only thing i knew about him even when he was just an extra in the tng pilot, and i like knowing what's up
actually, he did a lot of swooning this episode, which was really fun. very damsel of him.
side bar kira gets so quiet when they're dealing with people she doesn't like. it's almost like sisko told her "fi you can't say something nice don't say anything at all" and so she shuts it to avoid undermining him (whom she likes and respects) in front of people like romulans or cardassians, whomst noses she would be happy to break.
i DO like that she got to get mad later, though. ESPECIALLY mad when they insinuated that odo had feelings for her. odo agreeing that this was absolutely ridiculous totally made my night. liar liar <3
back to the a-plot, obrien and julian having moved onto darts after wringing every last bit of joy out of racketball that they possibly could...this is so funny. julian is literally going through his wifeless year right there with him. he is such a good bro
which made it so distressing when obrien saw him in the future and was like BRO HOW COULD YOU LET ME DIE
julian's response of "i did everything i could to keep you alive for an hour" was very casual but i can just imagine him sweating bullets, deeply distressed. i'm sure it was a very long hour for him. i wish they had played it with a little more gravitas!
obrien seeing his own dead body TWICE was creepy. what's more horrific, OUR obrien basically kind of died. like, future obrien is a slightly different version of him. the obrien we've known since tng is dead and he never got to say goodbye to his family. like green shirt and black shirt john. i think i spent fifteen minutes of the next episode (which was about death, hilariously) going "OBRIEN JUST DIED? HE JUST DIED??" he even said he felt like it wasn't his life...........
monday was literally existential dread night. we brought up the mood after this with...
emanations (voy):
this episode was a pretty thoughtful look at te nature of death and what happens if you fuck up a culture whose belief in the afterlife is unshakable by shaking it up. that said, absolutely none of this is up my alley. GOOD for harry kim though. or um bad for him depending where you fall on that
i liked chakotay's story at the beginning about accidentally desecrating someone's grave. i was afraid they were having him be ultracautious about the dead bodies because they were being racist like oh he's aware because native americans are so Spiritual but he literally just picked up a rock once and felt bad about it. could happen to anyone. bullet tentatively dodged.
i have been referring to harry kim as chekov with brain cells but i think in this episode he lost the brain cell for a little while. he very much violated the prime directive with every word. dude, don't tell them you came from the asteroid with the dead bodies!
that said, i am no less fond of him - it was very compassionate to offer that guy a way out and VERY brave to get back into the death pod wearing the death shroud
it is crazy also that this place was in a whole other fucking dimension. this could easily have been a planet.
janeway & co waking that alien lady up and her finding out the afterlife is not real and that she still has to die anyway was really horrible and fucked up. like, they didn't even need to do that to get harry back. he got it on his own. they just tortured her for nothing <3
janeway at the end like i wanna give you time to reflect on what happened harry kim :) and harry kim is like yeah i should do that :) and theyre like yeah the afterlife might be real after all bc of the energy around this planet :) not my ass. there's not even a therapist on board. i would be back to work as QUICK as possible. who wants to reflect on getting into the death pod!!!
prime factors (voy):
HOLY SHIT.
here is the thing. if you let it, this episode will FUCKING take you places
wait wait let me go back and remark on some little details before i get into it. firstly, tom paris needs to stop trying to get harry laid. he'll cheat on his gf if and when hes ready and considering the extenuating circumstances we can't get mad at him bc for all he knows his gf thinks hes dead and has begin moving on too
also, smart of them to bring seska in for this episode when next episode she. you know. bc she's had such small parts so far that otherwise i'd be wondering who tf this even is. and she is HERE to cause problems on purpose! she's such a bad fucking influence i was absolutely aghast. more on this in the next episode but it's a wonderful way to show the maquis guys, who, lest we forget, FUCKING HATE STARFLEET, didn't all automatically hop on the starfleet bandwagon just because they're all stuck out here together.
i think janeway could have pulled a captain kirk in this episode ie fucked and sucked her way to victory. i mean, i'm glad she didn't have to bc that guy was SO skeezy, but she COULD have and it wouldn't have felt the way deanna's victimization in tng felt, it would have felt like kirk's close encounters in tos.
harry kim discovering the transport technology by accident when he's about to finally cheat onm his gf with some hot alien lady...poor harry. he has the worst luck recently.
and of course now we get to the big thing. the tech. the Big ethical dilemma. i LOVE that they quoted the prime directive here - like yes, of course it sucks for the aliens! it's also true what harry said that it still does more good than harm, but there has to be nuance involved...i still think it's stupid to let an entire culture die rather than save them, etc
you know, and i was sitting there like. falling out with this episode, is the thing. i was sitting there going jesus christ why is everyone being so STUPID why are they disobeying orders why aren't they thinking straight. especially after the huge plot twist of tuvok being the one willing to take one for the team, so to speak, and do the illegal dealings so he could save janeway's morality (WHICH: HELLO??? WHY DO THAT IF NOT FOR THAT FORBIDDEN EMOTION: FRIENDSHIP). like just wait to test the damn thing! tuvok is on his way to janeway RIGHT NOW!
but they're desperate. they're desperate and scared shitless and of COURSE it is making them stupid. they almost KILLED EVERYONE because they weren't being smart because THEY WANTED TO GO HOME. like, the scene in janeway's office at the end totally saved all of this for me. you can see on b'elanna's face so clearly she is facing her sins in the cold light of day and having the SAME THOUGHT PROCSS which is "how could i have possibly been so FUCKING stupid"
oh my god. i rewatched it twice. JANEWAY. did we know kate mulgrew could ACT? she was so emotional but still holding it together because SHE IS THE CAPTAIN. her whispered "dismissed" at b'elanna after she GAVE B'ELANNA A CHANCE. i would have sunk right through the floor. and her speech to tuvok!!! "you can use logic to justify anything that is its power and its flaw" LIKE HOLY SHIT GIRL. SAY IT, OUT LOUD!
sorry ik hes married but i also know hes gotta do pon farr eventually he and janeway could get it. like they could literally get it just as buds like one time. "we have forged this relationship over years and i depend on it" SHE LITERALLY DOES DEPEND ON IT! like, that was easily, EASILY the finest acting we have seen in this series so far. that scene CRACKLED. it was incredible. it took an episode i was losing faith in and flipped it around to one of my favorites. 10/10
state of flux (voy):
this one wasn't as good as the previous one but it was still pretty fucking good.
the mystery was really entertaining in this one and kept me guessing until the end. i kept going "no it's too EASY if it's seska" and then seska would trick me and everyone else into thinking she had plausible reasons for x suspicious fact and i would go SEE she's just complex! but she got me. and in hindsight it's SO obvious, and especially compared to lt carey who was a dick at first but fell in line and is working on his redemption arc or whatever. it wouldn't make sense narratively to send him back
chakotay refusing to take even ONE MORE BITE of that soup he wanted so bad after he realized seska essentially stole it. punishing himself ALONG WITH everyone else for the infraction. seska is such a good way to illustrate the tensions between starfleet and the maquis, even out here, and chakotay is in SUCH a rough position, having to both protect his own people AND keep them in line AND protect them BY keeping them in line. he and janeway both want the crew to be completely integrated but it's just not that easyyyy i love the complexity of it all
i feel like i recognized the filming locations in this one...yeah, all caves look alike but it looks so much like that valley outside the holo-city from ds9 and the save reminded me of that tng ep where picard and crusher got mind-linked
janeway was a sucker to let those kazon get that close. like of COURSE they kill the guy after the entire ship bled to save his life. but she's a well-meaning sucker. classic starfleet move
i also love chakotay's little crisis at the end. like, bro, am i that easy to trick? he is trying so hard and everything continues to fall apart around him!!! he hates cardassians and he was fucking one! dude is living in a nightmare scenario.
i hope we see seska again - they wrote her out when she just now got interesting. problems on purpose.
crack headcanon for a second there was maybe she was that woman they thought kira was in that one cardassian kira episode. that would have been way more interesting than her being cardassian on purpose, actually
TONIGHT: ds9's "distant voices" and "through the looking glass."
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The Thundermans Return - Review
All right, as I already stated in Part 1, I really liked the movie. It was great how fast it got released, after they officially announced it back in 2023, less than a year later. I could even enjoy it with the mexican spanish dub (with the same voice actors and everything), as soon as it was available on Paramount+, which by the way was awesome.
However, I think they had a few problems to work with all these characters in the same story, and this is what I think...
The art of nerfing
From time to time, they seem to be forced to nerf their powers for the story to go on and putting about 15 characters with superpowers in a movie like this, quite frankly, is not an easy task. We would expect to see the twins stronger and experienced than ever and probably they are, but its more likely that they tried to balance things up.
I think this is like creating a Superman game, which by the way, is something people have been discussing for a while. You could try to make it perfectly accurate to how powerful he can get to be, which is practically a god, but this is just a lot to work with and that's why they need to nerf, either his superpowers or the city. Otherwise, the game would be boring.
All right, let's get to it. These are my thoughts...
Losing a lost battle
First of all, when the family go to stop Blue Flame, the Thundertwins didn't even use telekinesis against him. Only close range atacks like heat breath from a long distance, which has no sense. Especially for someone like Phoebe.
What about Max's gadgets? All we saw was the jetpack but none of his new inventions, maybe a repulsor gauntlet or something like that. I know the Thundermans were meant to fail on this save, but I just think it could've been better executed.
A lost opportunity
Also, when Max and Phoebe get caught by the V-Team, I would've liked to see an intense fight between them, maybe not as good as the one they have, later in the movie and then get defeated by a bad decision from one of the twins, for example.
Besides, they could've left a huge mess all around the headquarters, for President Kickbutt and her team to find and start to investigate the V-Team.
A missing fight
During the Thundermans house break in, again, it would have been cool to see a small fight before they show how Max and Phoebe were being tortured. Maybe even turning Dr. Colosso back into a human, to help them out or something.
The amount of destruction inside of the house with all those powers, would've been amazing. By the way, did you notice how Chloe walks out of the scene, right before the V-Team get in the house?
Prison break
Near the end of the movie, we learn that the V-Team had broken their parents out of prison, and again, a security camera shot of them taking a few guards down and breaking out of prison together, would've been enough for me.
We've only seen Metroburg Super Jail from the outside and the cells area, but that building looks massive. Also, did you see they forgot to add the Metrobug Superjail sign at the top of the building? This screenshot is from "Tunder In Paradise".
The band and the mothers hunter
Other things I would've liked to see, is Max and his band playing a song at Splatburger again and not only talking about rejoining the band. Maybe even having Gideon still dating Sarah, instead of trying to become the next Paul Finch, still obsessed with his friend's mother, I mean... come on dude, chill out! 🤣
Weird relationship
And of course, how could this be a Nickelodeon show/movie, without the mandatory awkward scene? Dr. Colosso, a grown ass man turned into a rabbit, had been using Max's old suit as a sooting blanket. It was funny though.
I think sometimes the writers jut forgot that Dr. Colosso was not a talking rabbit. Oh, and by the way... what happened to his son, Balfour? They didn't even mention him.
Interesting origin but bad executed
And last but not least important, I'd like to talk about the reason I said in Part 1, that the Power Plant was a terrible idea.
But don't get me wrong. The origin of superpowers was interesting, but if Hank and Barb had this source of powers at home all along, then why didn't they use the blue seeds to go stop Dark Mayhem after Max took their powers away with the power-sapping orb?
Obviously, this was years before the movie came out, but still, it kind of ruins the moment, now that I look back and know what was really there.
Budget and filming
Now, I don't know if the budget was pretty low for the movie to last only 1 hour and 10 minutes or if it was filmed in a short span, but maybe that's what happened, because I remember people saying the filming was over in less than a month, so that may be the reason we didn't get to see more cool stuff, but I don't know.
I'm just speculating.
Music
As for the music, I gotta say I really liked it, except for the V-Team's song. It was funny, but not my thing. The new version of the theme song played during the closing credits, was so cool and I don't know if you're gonna be with me on this, but the song we could hear during the final battle against Dark Mayhem, was great.
I even turned on the subtitles while writing this and look what it says in the background. Damn! I thought the movie was for kids 🤣
VFX
And finally the VFX. I did have in mind that the movie was family friendly, so the special effects we see during the entire movie, are practically an improved version of the ones we've previously seen on the TV Show, which is cool most of the time, but sometimes... it doesn't.
Thundercest
Did you really think I wasn't gonna talk about Thundercest here? Well, guess again. It would've been awesome to have another big hug between Max and Phoebe, just like the one we saw in "Thunder in Paradise", but we can't have everything, right?
It's weird, because Max and Phoebe share a lot of screen time together, but something feels different than the tv show vibes. Don't you think? Anyway, here's a couple pics of them together.
Errors
I wasn't sure if I should share these two errors I found while writing Part 1 and Part 2 because this is not a movie rant, but it's kind of funny now that I think about it. So here they are:
Did you notice how they changed She-Crab's claw from one arm to the other?
Or how Phoebe's footage was duplicated while blowing freeze breath at Dark Mayhem Jr.?
And as Forrest Gump would say: “That's all I have to say about that”.
Colosso, the skater
Oh, wait. I almost forgot... All of the promos and posters had a small picture of Dr. Colosso on a skateboard. Is a deleted scene or something? I guess we'll never know.
Look at that. I wanna see Dr. Colosso performing a few tricks on a skateboard.
#SpingarnCut
Ranking
All right, I rank this movie 8/10.
And this is it, guys. I hope I'm not forgetting something important. I've been writing Part 2 and this post for the last three days, so please tell me what you think about the movie, about my review and if you'd like to see more of The Thundermans soon.
How would you rank the movie?
Let me know all your comments.
#The Thundermans#The THundermans Return#Phoebe Thunderman#Max Thunderman#Review#VFX#Music#Errors#Thundercest
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Oh I guess I misinterpreted the translation when Gilbert talked about what happened to Luke’s mom I thought she was killed because of what happened with her and the king like assasinated . English is my second language so can someone explain please. I get confused with the king because when they talk about him at the beginning the talk about him being a good king but then we sorta see he kinda went nuts after not being able to be with belle. But after that he had lots of women ? I’m like trying to understand why so many women I get he had to get married for politics and such but dude had lots of wives . Also all of them died which is so weird to me .
Oh, I see. My apologies - I wrote the summary under the assumption that everyone who read it was up to date on what happened to the other routes.
Essentially, at the beginning of his route, the game itself warns the readers that it spoilers most of the previous routes. From what I read, it’s a spoiler of all the Act 1 routes.
So, your question comes up in Luke and Clavis’ routes.
But spoilers for everyone below.
Luke’s mom: She was raped by the former king because she looked like the previous Belle, and fled to her hometown, Hope Village. There, she secretly gave birth to Luke. Eventually she married and had a daughter with a man who became Luke’s father. She was absolutely horrible to Luke, who was her child by rape. Luke’s younger sister, Leyla, was the only member of his family who loved him, so he grew pretty attached to her.
Ten years ago during the Blood Stained Roses Day - Obsidian invaded and from what I can tell, made Hope Village one of their major camps.
This is the part of the timeline I’m fuzzy on:
The Obsidian military killed off most of the adults, and the attack left Luke and his sister crushed under a building.
Jin arrives at the village (either before or after Gilbert) is able to dig Leyla out from under the building, but she is too injured to save, so he mercy kills her (Luke can’t hear this, but Leyla begs Jin to kill her). Luke is in worse shape then Leyla, and unreachable, so Jin leaves him for dead.
Luke, being close to death, can’t see who Jin is, he only knows that a prince of Rhodolite just killed the only person in the world who loved him.
Obsidian soldiers come back, extract Luke (I think) and are torturing him, expecting to kill him when Gilbert catches up with the Obsidian army and stops them. He has the soldiers torturing Luke executed, and then provides medical aid to Luke, and essentially adopts him for a year.
In Luke’s route, it’s hinted that Gilbert staged most of this to gain Luke’s trust. In Gilbert’s route, Emma realizes that Gilbert adores children, and the rescue was genuine. While Luke looks almost exactly like the previous King, Gilbert acted before he even got a good look at Luke.
The former king being good: Yeah, that’s an interesting question. I think Sariel (ironically not the king’s own child) had the best relationship with the former king. I do wonder about Jin and the king’s relationship, where he could have been the golden child (but apparently the king was such a shitty father that there wasn’t even a favorite child). Maybe he had great policies? Maybe at one point he was a good king? Maybe the other options were somehow worse?
In Gilbert’s route, more so than Luke’s, we get to see how the public/several nobles lost a lot of faith in the king over the Blood Stained Rose Day, with them doubting his political moves that led to Obsidian attacking, and his seeming lack of response when attacked.
Ironically, Gilbert himself actually excuses the first part. From his point of view, the Obsidian Emperor would have attacked Rhodolite regardless of what the king did or didn’t do.
As for the Prince’s mothers - I agree that the king has an amazingly horrible track record with them. It comes up in a few routes where the Royal family, particularly the reigning king, is expected to have multiple children, and multiple political wives/mothers of his children. Im still pretty sure that the former king took that expectation to extremes.
1. Jin’s mother: Former Belle, was in mutual love with the Former King. Not wanting a commoner to be the first wife, the court had her exiled to someplace else. A few years after giving birth to Jin, she got sick and died.
2. Chevalier’s mother: The daughter of the wealthiest noble in Rhodolite, was the king’s first legal wife. Was not even in the picture until after Belle was exiled. She was in a one-sided love relationship with the king. She dies of heartache - between being in a one-sided relationship with the king, and not loving her son whom she views as a monster.
3. Clavis’ mother: Leticia Lelouch, Chevalier’s mother’s personal maid. The story goes that she was badgering the king to spend more time with Chevalier’s mother and forget the former Belle. He then raped her. From Clavis’ route we find out that only Chevalier’s mother (and I guess Chevalier and Clavis) knew - she didn’t report the encounter as rape to anyone else. Chevalier’s mother helped her through it, and she became one of the better mothers of the series to Clavis. She committed suicide shortly )like the next day) after Chevalier’s mother dies.
4. Leon’s mother: A noble woman married to the former king for political reasons. She has a healthy young slave boy who resembles her sickly, dying son take his place. She kills all the servants/knights who know about this switch. Leon thinks it was to conserve her power/position as one of the mothers of a prince. He thinks that killing so many people weighed on her, and that’s why she committed suicide later.
5. Yves’ mother: the younger sister of the Emperor of Obsidian’s first wife, and from a very powerful family in Obsidian. She was sent to Rhodolite and married the former king as a sign of good relations between the country. She died in childbirth, leaving behind only a nanny who raised Yves. We find out in Gilbert’s route why no one from his maternal family ever reached out to him.
6&7. Licht and Nokto’s mother: Nina Klein was a singer from a troupe, and like Jin and Luke’s mothers, a commoner. She gave birth to twins, who are considered unlucky. She’s one of the terrible mothers, and when they were 10 tried to have one of the twins kill the other. Licht killed her instead, and the king/Sariel covered it up.
8. Luke’s mother: A castle maid, who had the horrible fortune to look like the previous Belle. So, think female Jin but paler skin. She was raped, fled the castle, and gave birth in secret. She died during the obsidian invasion, as one of the casualties of war.
So, yeah, terrible record with women, and an overall terrible man.
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Steve and Robin's First Sleepover
Because they were definitely fucked up after season three :D
Okay so after they manage to convince the EMTs that they didn't need to go to the hospital, that their injuries from the 'fire' aren't that severe, Robin and Steve walked back to his house. He still didn't know where his car keys were, probably in the pocket of some dead Russian dude, so they walked.
They were both still a little bit looped from whatever drug they had been given, and Steve is in that weird up in the air headspace he gets in when these things are over. It's like his brain just takes a lap once the adrenaline rushes off, and he can't really respond to Robin's talking beyond a nod or the occasional hum. She understands though, and she talks enough for the both of them
Steve hadn't even really thought about what was happening until they were standing in his bedroom. Alone in his bedroom of his empty empty house. If it was any other girl or any other night, they would be here for another reason.
But they aren't, and Steve is well past his limit of making smart decisions for the night. So while Robin is awkwardly looking around, Steve takes the initiative to root in his drawers and pull out pajamas for the both of them, holding out a soft old grey t-shirt with rips along the seam and black fuzzy sweatpants, offering her his ensuite while he showers in his parents room.
He stands under the water until it stops running pink, soap stinging in his cuts and his whole body aching. It's good though, the pain gives Steve something to hang onto, something to think about. Anything to think about besides monsters made of people, and people who were monsters but who didn't die that way, and people who were good, so good, so very very good, but still died anyway.
Steve stands there until the water runs cold.
By the time he returns, Robin is already burrowed under the covers. Her eyes are glassy, and she's shaking, but she doesn't startle when he slips into bed next to her. She turns towards him and he pulls her in close. They've never done anything like this before, but Robin fits kind of perfectly in his arms, and she's stopped shaking, so he must be doing something right. He lets his cheek rest on her head and closes his eyes, taking a long breath and letting it out in a sigh.
Her hair smells like his shampoo. The shampoo he stole from his parents bathroom without their knowledge. Because it's good for volume, but his father would scream at him for hours if he knew that Steve was using something made for women. It's the shampoo that his mother has used all his life, a smell that reminded him of sitting in her lap and reading together, back when he was small and their family hadn't yet crumbled to pieces.
He misses his mother.
"Should this be weird?" Robin's voice is wavering, hesitant, like she's scared to say it out loud and break the peace that's slowly falling over them.
"Maybe," Steve admits. Maybe it should be weird given what Steve knows about her, and what she knows about him. It should be weird because only a year and a half ago he might have hated Robin if he found out she was lesbian. A year and a half ago she would have been disgusted to find out he had a crush on her.
But they just got tortured together. They just stopped the end of the world together. They just shared some of their deepest secrets together. They almost died together, and having her in his arms reminds Steve that not everyone he cares about is gone. So Steve just holds her closer, and Robin curls in a little tighter, and they're both asleep before they can say anything else.
#my writing#Steve harrington#robin buckley#stranger things#stranger things headcanons#stranger things 3#stranger things hc#platonic stobin#qtr stobin#post s3#Steve harringtons mother#Liam writes#Liam loves his blorbos#Liam speaks up#Writing(withacapitalW)
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Side projects (Break in fanfic)
this is a brute origin story. Know the brute might just be a strong dude but wanted to make this for the heck of it.
The brute i had given the name Drake and Mary i had given the headcanon of having more experiments than Larry. This might get a sequel later.
trigger warning for drug usage.
It had been around 2 months since Mary started her experiments on Larry, she hadn't been holding back on him at all. Frustrated with him denying her human test subjects for years including entertaining there fake love it felt good to let it all out on him.
One day though after she was letting Larry rest after a hard day she began to think to herself, Larry is a big project of hers but she was thinking what if she had smaller projects, not only to test out methods for Larry to not kill him but also maybe to make her minions stronger. She had been testing on animals such as rats but decided it was time for more humans.
First thought was the cook Mateo. He is around there age and he was Larry's best friend and even though he was the bases personal cook he could still hold his own Larry even taking him with him when the purge started sometimes. She had considered doing tests on him due to him also nearly being killed by the family that defeated Larry but decided against it. He had already demoted to staying in the kitchen full time and she could admit she liked his cooking to much to risk killing him. Though he was still in mind incase he tried anything.
Instead she went to the gym and looked at the mobsters training there. Observing them on the treadmills and lifting weights one member caught her eye though, it was a man named Drake.
He was a man in his 20's and he was one of the stronger mobsters. Drake had a dream of becoming a wrestler and had been training and working out in his teen years and been going to after school programs and even summer camps to accomplish this dream of his. However after his parents went into debt with the mob they basically sold him to them to save themselves.
Drake while he was reluctant at first became one of the more respected members. He was aloud to keep training at there gym and he does it whenever he had free time.
After Larry's defeated though he had been training more at the gym than ever. Some of the mobsters spreading rumors that he blames himself for Larry's defeat, Larry treated him better than his parents ever did so he was upset at what happened to him.
This however gave Mary an idea, she went over to Drake just as he was finishing up his work out drinking a bottle of water. The mobsters seeing Mary walked by decided to leave when she tapped him on the shoulder.
"Why hello... Drake was it?"
Drake chocked on his water when he noticed her. "OH- shit- uh hello- ma'am---"
"Don't need to be so formal! Just call me Mary!"
"Umm... alright but... uhh what do you need."
Drake was becoming visibly nervous which kind of annoyed her. When Larry was leader alot of the mobsters liked him alot, while there are mobsters that like Mary some are afraid of her after seeing what she had been doing to Larry.
She kept a calm dimeter though. "So.. Drake you know what we had been doing to Larry and i was thinking of doing it to more people. And was thinking
Drake had become more worried "Umm... but isn't... Larry being tortured......"
"Tortured??!? No! No! We are fixing him! Making sure he never loses a fight again!!"
"But... some of the guys brag about it.. about how they made him scream and how he cried."
"Oh- well they were probably just joking- and besides yeah ill admit it probably is hurting him.. but its for his own good. Let me remind you he was almost killed out there this way he'll be safe during the next purges. and if we do the same to you and others maybe they'll be safe to."
"Couldn't i just keep training at the gym here??"
"You could but that's takes a long time! Besides who knows the law could eventually find this place and it's better to be ready sooner than later."
Drake began to think for a moment than he sighed. "fine..."
Mary smirked. "Alright come on lets get started!"
"Wait- Now???!"
"Yup!! Come on!!"
Before Drake could object Mary grabbed him and started forcing him to walk along with her. He may have been strong but Mary was stronger than him. He looked to the other mobsters for help but they ether have him a smirk or a look of pity.
Mary made him go deeper into the base. He had been down in the base before, it had the medbays for the injured and Mary's lab was there were she use to just make weapons but now there was a new area currently being built. Mobsters were currently building new rooms, they were jail cells.
The mob took hostages before but they would ether just be locked in a spare room until they ether had there ransom paid or worst case scenario killed. Larry didn't like holding people prisoner for a long amount time due to a fear if they were to ever escape there base would be discovered. As well as the worst he thought the mob should do was kill people in there way. Though of course since he was no longer leader stuff like that is being considered.
They eventually got to her labs, Larry in the room and was on a mattress on the ground, leg being chained to the ground. He was trying to get some sleep after the day he been through but was awoken up when the two came in.
"Mary??? You said there was no more today..."
"Oh don't worry its not you this time."
Mary gestured towards Drake, Larry's eyes widened. "So- guess I am not the only one dealing with your crap."
Mary chuckled "Oh Larry when will you learn you're not the center of the universe. Besides Drake here agreed to it unlike you! "
Larry looked towards Drake. Drake didn't know the full picture of what they had been doing to him but seeing him now. He looked like a shell of his former self, any joy he had was gone now replaced with a look of pain and despair.
Drake was slowly moving towards the door but Mary stopped him. "There's no turning back now Drake!! You agreed to this."
"Mary leave the kid alone!!! You don't need to do this crap to him!!"
"Oh don't try to act like you have a moral compass all of a sudden!! Besides what i have planned for him won't hurt as much." Mary looked at Drake. "And it won't hurt as long as you don't make it difficult"
Mary's glare struck terror into him as he just reluctantly nodded and sat on the chair, the same one were Larry had his experiments done on him. Mary got out her box of chemicals and brought them.
Larry stood up. "MARY DON'T-"
"I suggest you shut up unless you want to be sleeping hanging from wall again."
Mary turned her attention back to Drake who was tensed up. Unlike with Larry she decided to put rubbing alcohol on him, he noticed this and was shocked but didn't say anything due to not wanting to hang from the wall. Drake closed his eyes and yelped as he felt the chemicals going into his body.
Mary stood back he shock a bit, before he stopped.
"So how- how are you feeling??"
"I- i feel.... better than expected. i guess..."
"Great now!! Ill be honest that's just a little sample of what's next to come. I'm gonna have to discuse some details before we continue ahead. So far why don't you stay in one of the new rooms being built!"
"You- You mean the jail cells??"
"I wouldn't call them that!! I would say guest rooms or patient wards. Besides its just incase something happens to you!"
".... fine..."
Mary helped Drake up and he lead him out to some of the mobsters and told them to take him to one of the cells. After that he went back to the lab were Larry was.
"So! Larry... since im going to be doing more side projects good news they'll be more days where you can get breaks!!"
"Wh... so Drake isn't going to be the only other one.... Why??? Why Mary??? Drake doesn't deserve this... No one else does.."
"The better question is why do you seem to care???"
"I... Just want to know.."
Mary knelt down and smirk. "Because I'm doing what's best for the mob and you can't tell me what to do anymore..."
Larry wanted to speak more but he didn't have it in him to fight her.
"Oh by the way we're continuing your experiments in the morning so get some sleep!!."
She than left Larry to his thoughts. A smile on her face thinking of all the other experiments she can do now. Larry laid down, not knowing himself why he felt sorry for Drake and the future victims of her but he did his best to just try and sleep it off knowing the next day is going to be hard.
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Dude, I just realized all 4 of my "main" guys have had some messed up shit happen to them.
• Trevor lost his entire family to knights and when he and his little brother were running away to safety his little brother, who had caught pneumonia, died next to Trevor. Trevor had pneumonia as well but he was older and stronger. Knights had been tracking down a werewolf and she found Trevor's family and pretended to be human to hide among them. After a few days she got spooked and ran away but the knights found Trevor's family and evidence the werewolf had hid with them. So they killed them. That same werewolf found Trevor dying and the only thing she could think of to save him as a way to thank him was to bite and infect him. After a few gruelling hours (being infected is actually horrific as the virus runs through your system and it takes like 24 hours) he was infected and for a long time he resented her because now he was all alone and he blamed himself for not being able to save his little brother.
• Loke was nearly drowned when he was a week old by the woman who birthed him. It was a mix between her not wanting him and having PPD. When he was a teenager he got into a fight with another boy and the boy's father being a total dickhead told Loke that his birth mother tried to drown him 'cause she didn't want him. This fucked with his head a little. Sanaa nearly killed the man that told him.
Loke bled to death while trying to protect Jelani (who at the time was 10). It was slow and painful, not to mention he was terrified that his killers would find Jelani and he wouldn't be able to fight them off.
Couple of years later when he was 39 he'd actually be injured during a fight with some raiders and when a village asked for help fighting off some slayers his fiancé Alfr (who was pregnant at the time, he was ftm, but the only one who he told was Loke's mom) volunteered to go in his place and that entire party had been massacred. Loke was out of it for a long time. Sanaa never told him about Alfr being pregnant otherwise it woulda fucked him up worse.
There's something else but I'm not sure if I'll make it official. It was recycled into a plot point for the Fallout version but we'll see if I bring it back. The difference is it happened to him and his attackers forced Jelani to watch and some even tried to do it to him but Loke convinced them to attack him instead. It was all done out of revenge.
• Jelani had all that shit that happened before he was reborn which is a massive mess in and of itself. He pretty much lost all the friends he had and there's kind of no fixing those friendships. Not really.
Then he's reborn and lost all memories of his previous life and was down to 1% of his powers and abilities.
He started seeing weird shit no one else could see as a teenager and he started getting horrific migraines, random nosebleeds, suddenly he was sleep walking, hearing weird shit and other weird health related issues.
His entire life was always one massive identity crisis. His entire family is made up of arcanist berserkers and Nordic berserkers and he was neither so he often felt alienated despite his family doing their best to make sure he didn't feel that way and felt loved. It always gnawed at him.
His paternal grandfather died in his arms and he blamed himself for it so when he hunted down and killed the men responsible for Haakon's death Jelani had started to cut his own throat but Loke stopped him in time.
He was forced to watch a group attack Loke and even when some wanted to attack Jelani Loke convinced them to turn their wrath on him instead of Jela. Like I said, not too sure if I'll make this official again but we'll see.
He was abducted and tortured for a month and a half because his attackers thought that Jelani was Loke so instead of correcting them and risking them going after Loke he just took it.
When he got his memories of his previous life back he was distraught and so full of guilt he spent a month in bed. After killing Iain he exiled himself from the pantheon but even then he kinda can't exile himself so it was more done for his own peace of mind.
• Angelus's dad sold him to his maternal grandmother when he was 2 years old. It was more of an exchange. Vanessa would get Angelus to do with as she pleased and in exchange Vanessa would leave Nicolai and Nicole alone.
As soon as he was sold he endured every single type of abuse you can imagine and it got worse when his abusers learned that Nicole had killed herself out of guilt. They blamed him for her death and all the abuse tripled in intensity.
Even now he still suffers from the trauma of that abuse.
Unfortunately, sometime in the 2010s one of his abusers ran into him, kidnapped him and brutalized him to the point of needing surgery.
These are just some of the more fucked up things that have happened to them. Was checking something in an old file and put two and two together.
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The Christmas Kids
Summery:
It's been four years since Craig Tucker stepped into South Park. After a nasty, one-sided breakup at sixteen with his long-term boyfriend, Tweek Tweak, Craig has been on a downward spiral with seemingly no end. With a new assignment from his therapist, Stripe #10 and enough medication to kill a small village, Craig is returning to the source of all his problems. Things have changed in South Park and some people don't know how to leave well enough alone. With new friends, old friends, and something in between, Craig just wants to disappear out of the lives of everyone
Parings: Craig/Tweek, Kyle/Stan, Kenny/Butters/Marj
“I dream of you in every waking and sleeping moment and its the sweetest and cruelest form of torture.”
Day one.
My name is Craig Tucker.
I’m twenty-two years old.
My therapist is making me do this assignment where I have to make an entry for a whole year. Three hundred and sixty-five entries. He told me that it was okay to skip a day or two if I forgot or didn't have the energy to write anything down. I don't mind this if i'm being honest, it's better than wallowing in my own self pity like I have been the last few years.
I think it would be rude to not introduce myself to you, even if you are just a leather bound book filled with empty space.
So.
My name is Craig Tucker and I'm depressed.
I was first diagnosed when I was sixteen when my boyfriend of six years broke up with me. Then a lot of stuff happened and I got the free upgrade of having MDD- major depressive disorder, a few years later. I’m gay, I’ve known since I was fourteen. You’re probably wondering, “Craig, how did you have a boyfriend for six years if you didn’t know you were gay until years after you started dating him?”
That, my friend, is the question, isn't it? I grew up in South Park, this fucked up little town in Colorado. The adults were insane, there was one fat kid who was a menace to society (his friends were too, I still hate them for Puru) and then there was Tweek.
Tweek Tweak was this neurotic little blond kid whose parents ran the only coffee shop in all of South Park.
We even fought once because of the fat kid I mentioned earlier. We’d played superheroes together (I was Super Craig and I beat the shit out of other kids, I loved it) and before we “dated”, we were doing some medieval shit with this new kid who farted. Like, a lot. It was a weird time.
Then the Asian girls started making yaoi fanart of us and the whole town had decided that we were gay, dating and that was that. We “broke up” shortly after and Tweek had decided to make me sound like a cheating bastard with some dude named Michael (srsly what the fuck, im still mad about that).
But I guess we just sort of stayed together after that. We fake dated for the town but we actually became really good friends and eventually the line between friends and being something more just… blurred. I was the only one who could calm him down and he was the only one I could stand touching me.
That's sort of my thing. My family never believed in coddling their kids and it was rare to be touched in a way that wasn't violent (I got into fights a lot) or those posed two second family pictures. I even remember flinching away from his touch in the beginning because it was so foreign.
I haven't let anyone else touch me since.
The thought makes my skin crawl, like having any one else’s hands on me but his made me want to throw up.
Sorry, I'm rambling aren't i? It's been a while since i've talked to anyone that wasn't the therapist.
I'm gonna be honest, book. I’m not okay.
I’ve been in love with my ex for nearly ten years and I don't know how to get over him. No one else clicks and a part of me is so, so tired of getting drunk and high to feel something other than misery and self pity that I just want everything to end. That sounds bad doesn't it? Who feels that way over some guy?
Everything feels heightened now because I'm going home to South Park for the first time in four years and I'm scared out of my mind. I was a complete mess that last year and a half of high school after Tweek broke up with me and I spent most of that time high, drunk or both on the first set of meds that made me feel numb enough that I could barely think and when i could, i was so fucking miserable i wanted to die.
If I'm being honest, I don't even know how I graduated. Despite what everyone thought about Kyle Broflovsky and Wendy Testaburger being the smartest in our grade, I had been on track to be valedictorian, which I hid from everyone as best I could. Sure, I had sucked at school when I was younger but the teachers had been able to tweak (ha, jokes) how I was taught and boom, smart as hell.
Honestly, I think my teachers felt bad for me and just passed the depressed gay kid who was dumped by his long term boyfriend for a fucking girl.
Ugh.
Book, this entry is making me want to jump so I’m gonna end it here. So see you for entry two, maybe I won’t be so miserable the next time we talk.
-Craig.
He flipped the book closed and flexed his fingers, which had cramped from the amount of writing he'd done. A part of him had almost felt bad for trauma dumping through the pages and immediately wanted to punch himself in the face because how fucking stupid is that? It's a book.
He hadn’t been lying as he wrote and he’d even felt like the slightest bit of weight had eased off of his shoulders for a moment. He looked around his barren dorm room and wished he could make time stop moving; graduation had come and gone and now he was heading back home to South Park for the first time in years. Apartments were too expensive in the city and he was completely wiped out from paying tuition.
So home it was. Tricia was about to be in her senior year of high school and he’d felt guilty for missing so many events the last few years. His mom was excited he was coming home and he had no doubt that every single miserable person in town knew the Gay Kid was coming back home.
Being out of the cold shadow of the mountains had done him good, his voice had finally let go of the lispy rasp he’d had for so long and he'd let his hair grow out so it stuck out from under his hat.
He looked towards the desk in his room and stood from his perch on the bed. Stripe #10 had been changed to his carrying case and he’d protested it, his angry weeks expressing just how he felt being in his tiny enclosure.
“Dude, chill. You’ll be in there for only a little longer and I’ll give you treats later.”
Stripe let out a huff in response.
“Don’t sass me young man, it's hard being a single mother dealing with your tantrums.”
Damn kids.
He shrugged his bag on and lifted the cage, leaving behind the dorm he’d occupied for so long. He left the key by the RA office and put Stripe in the front seat of his car, buckling him in and throwing the bag into the back seat.
“Don’t expect to see your deadbeat dad anytime soon bud, just because we’re going home doesn’t mean you get to see him.” He said to Stripe, who didn’t respond.
Teenagers are so ungrateful nowadays, he thought to himself and started the long journey to South Park.
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@i-met-scooby
Dear Sam and Dean,
If your reading this I’m dead. Hope it was a good death and I went out swinging. I’m leaving you this letter and this key because there’s something I need you to take care of and your the best damn hunter I know of so I’m sure you can handle it.
About 10 years ago I was hunting a werewolf nest up in New Jersey. I busted into there den and there was a creature at the time I thought must have been somesort of super werewolf or something. about 7 ft tall covered in fur, claws and with a nasty set of Chompers. (I later found out this thing calls itself an Ulfhedinn) So I put a silver bullet threw it’s heart. Thing dies just like a werewolf and changes back to it’s human form. so I finish off the pack and start burning bodies and this thing wakes up, transforms back and starts after me so I shoot it dead again, figuare maybe I didn’t quite get my aim down the first time or something. Burn the body but there’s this pelt it was wearing that won’t burn.
I take the pelt with me and seal it in a box put it away thinking it’s a cursed object or something. Well about 6 months later the guy I burned tracks me down pins me to the bed of my hotel screaming and hollering asking where his pelt is. I play along catch him off gaurd and shoot him threw the heart again. Turns out the son of a bitch is 1400 years old and after quite a few “enhanced” interregations I’m starting to belive him when he says he can’t die.
I’ve tried everything I can to put the bastard down, but eventually I learn he’s got a family. I tracked them down saw a few of them transforming, even teaching the kids in different forms. Turns out these Ulfhedinn can transform not only into the werewolf like form I was telling you about earlier but aslo can change into a regular old wolf. Also turns out they can only do it if they have their individual pelt.
took a pelt it wouldn’t burn just like the other one but I killed one of them with a bullet to the heart, watched the corpse till it started to rot, then burned it, soon as the creature was dead it’s pelt burnt easy. Killed off the rest of the family couldn’t find all the pelts but I’m not sure it matters.
Anyway the guy is still down there, you have to check on him everonce in awhile cause he will do anything he can to get out. He’s chewed threw gags, broken his own bones to get out of manicals, dug out holes around cage bars with whatever he has. Basically the dude is determined as hell. You can chop off his head it seems to make his memory go for a few months but yeah he’s a pain.
I don’t know what’s special about this one but if you can kill it perminantly that would be awesome. I left a diary down in the basement with it detailing everything I’ve tried but don’t let it out and don’t give it it’s pelt.
- Jacob
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Skallagrim had been a prisoner for longer than this but still this guy had no problem shooting him everytime he came down the steps and by the time he woke up the bonds were tighter than ever. The ball gag he had chewed threw time and again was replaced with a harder one, the manicles he’d slipped his hands threw locked tighter so they made his hands numb. They were chained to the floor as were his feet. His neck was locked in a heavy metal collar that was chained to the bars of the cage witch held him.
His shirt was was long gone removed in a torture session years ago and his pants were showing the 10 years of continuous wear. When he got out of here he was going to shred that hunter and then he resolved to find a hamburger. It had been so long since he’d eaten he couldn’t even remember how a hamburger tasted. Really he couldn’t remember anything other than the taste of the rubber ball gags.
When the door opened to the cellar he struggled in his bonds more an angry growl coming from his throat as he yanked at his bleeding hand trying to shove it threw the manical even if it stripped his flesh or broke his bones. his nostrils flairing as he breathed deeply as he could.
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Hey Babe, Your Hair’s Alright (Hey Babe, Let’s Stay Out Tonight): Chapter 1
AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39597543/chapters/99122538
Summary: His bed was familiar, comfortable, warm. He never wanted to leave it. To face this town ever again.
So he just...didn’t get up.
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After Eddie is humiliated at graduation by the town who still believes him to be the murderer, he breaks. He recluses. Steve isn't taking his shit for a second, and he's not letting Eddie's fire burn out.
CW: Anxiety attack, public humiliation, general angst regarding Eddie’s rep and background
After his near miss with a lifetime in prison for a death he had no part in, Eddie wasn’t a big fan of leaving his home.
You’d think once his innocence was proven, people would let him off the hook. He almost believes they have. He’s used to stares, after all, from all of Hawkins. He’s too much for the adults and he’s worth shit to the teenagers. Babies think he’s cool, but that’s not worth much in a small town where there is maybe a dozen newborns a year on a good year. And babies, toddlers, they pick up on the atmosphere even in their prams, the acidic twist in their parents expressions, the change in the heart rate they rest their heads upon.
So the stares he thought were because of his reputation as a loud, drug dealing metalhead who worships Satan in his shitty trailer, they went unnoticed. He decides to continue his usual campaigns - moved to the back room of Family Video’s after Keith’s query of if he could be a wizard who gets all the ladies. Eddie confirms with a, “If you roll it, sure dude, why not?” and an awkward smile as Robin nodded furiously behind Keith. (Eddie isn’t sure if he likes or hates the dude, but it’s a decision he’s added to his think about it later list).
He scraps by Ms. O’Donnell’s final with a passing grade. Barely passing, thanks to Nancy’s very forceful tutoring. Let’s just say it took a bit of slapping around and hair tugging to keep Eddie in front of his notes because suddenly he needed to clean his room, or offer Nancy a drink like a good host, or check the mail, or show her real music because she only seems to like pop and classical. She didn’t allow him to be distracted and he had to put up with Nancy Wheeler of all people using his hunched back like a damn chair. If she was his type, he might have been hot under the collar instead of disgruntled. He did finish his work though, and passed, so he can thank her for making sure he graduated.
Graduation. That’s when it all became clear that things where not forgiven and forgotten.
Just as he planned, his name was called, and he stepped onto that stage with a grin only the devil could conjure. Principal Higgins keeps face even though Eddie can see the tired, tortured soul who is waiting dejectedly for Eddie’s final hurrah. As he gets closer, swaggering with all the confidence of a felon finally leaving their shithole cell, he slowly raises a middle finger between them and snatches the diploma from his hand. Higgins glances down at his final goodbye and sighs.
“Good luck in the real world, Munson.” He drawls. Eddie just laughs. Real world? He’s been everywhere but there in the span of little over a month and he would rather take the ‘real world’ than Hawkins High or the Upside Down any day of the week.
“See ya never, old man.” He pats his shoulder and turns to give the crowd one final bow, but then it happens.
It hurts. Not the worst pain he’s felt, but it happens suddenly and he’s unprepared for the collision of a tomato to his front.
“Fuckin’ freak!” He ducks as another projectile is hurled at him from the crowd, the soft fruit catching the side of his head and breaking into his hair. He gagged at the rotten scent.
“Who did that?!” He can heard his uncle in the crowd, but he’s too afraid of getting hit in the face to look. Something hits his thigh, then another hits the arm he uses as a shield, before he feels a solid knock to his back. That one was heavy, and it leaves him a little winded. Did someone throw a rotten pumpkin at him?
“Hey, quit it!” Dustin’s voice cracks as he yells in Eddie’s defense, and there’s a scuffle Eddie can’t see, but his stomach roils. He has to get a damn kid to defend him from some medieval humiliation.
“Freak!”
“Get off the stage!”
“Devil worshipper!”
He should have expected this, honestly, but he hadn’t been bullied physically since he sprouted up several inches in his junior year. He could deal with verbal assaults, they were just the words of conforming jackasses with a herd-like mentality.
“MURDERER!” And like that, something inside him spills. It no longer feels like him against the world. It feels like the world against him again. He dares to lower his arm, to look upon the crowd of Hawkins, parents and teachers and students alike. They make up so much of this town, the community that surrounds and suffocates him and suddenly he can’t breathe anymore.
He’s eight again, having his first asthma attack because he tried to fit in, to run with the boys in his class, and he can’t stop the way his airways swell. His wheezing turns into silenced panic, clawing at his chest, his throat, and they stand around with wide eyes, not doing a thing.
He’s eight and he’s pretty sure he’s dying and now he’s twenty and certain he’s dying because he can’t breathe the longer he recognises the pure hatred in those stares, the judgement, the belief he is a liar, a fraud, a murderer.
If Eddie had ever been anything, it was true to himself. He knew his faults like the back of his hand, embraced them, tried to better the ones that hindered him, he had refused to ever lie to himself or anyone else. He had lived authentically, fairly truthfully, and its now he realises that the town he calls home will never see him as who he is ever again.
He will always be the murderer of Chrissy, Patrick, Fred...He will always be the freak that nobody wants around.
Just as he foretold, he ran the hell out of Hawkins high with diploma in hand and didn’t look back.
His uncle didn’t have to say anything when he found him a few hours later - the old man drove to all his hiding spots before even coming home and he’s a little happy that someone at least felt obliged to care - curled up on his disgustingly stained mattress, the thickest and heaviest blank in the house covering over his head where its warm and dark and quiet. He can breathe here. There’s not so much - everything here.
He flinches when his uncle lays a hand on his back, rubbing it as he sits with a sigh. He wonders if his knee is acting up again, pursing his lips hard enough to tingle before rubbing them together and letting them fall open in a silent exhale. His face feels hot and he can still smell the rotten fruit in his hair even after stripping himself down and finding safety in his over-worn Black Sabbath tee.
“I’m sorry, my boy.” Wayne murmured, his low voice washing over Eddie with a sense of familiarity. His eyes well at those four words, feeling smaller than ever as he closed them to avoid the lump in his throat growing heavier. Wayne pats his back. “C’mon.”
It’s like he’s fifteen again, a whimpering teen who’s clinging to his uncle after hours spent in the cold, apologising over and over again.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry you have to d-deal with me, I’m sorry,”
Eddie shifts to make room, both reluctant to let Wayne see him like this at twenty years old but craving the warmth of a guardian. Wayne makes a sound of discomfort, maneuvering himself under the blanket, but he doesn’t curse Eddie for his needs. He’s never refused Eddie’s requests if he had the power to give it to him.
Eddie buries his head under his chin, much too big to do so now, but Wayne wraps him in a hug that smells of tobacco, earth and a hint of cheap beer and the dam breaks. The weight of the blanket, the steadiness of the touch, he feels grounded in the moment even as he sobs.
He’s a fraud. He was so convinced his confidence was true, but underneath it insecurity festered. Doubts accumulated. He come to realise he was a failure to most everyone. He was a twenty year old barely graduate who spends all his time playing nerdy little games and dreaming of fame on a stage. He’s got peers in the losers, the outcasts, but he is the King of Freaks and it was lonely being the worst of the batch that everyone glared or laughed at.
To think he was probably the happiest in that damn world of monsters despite the constant fear thrumming through his veins. At least he was useful then, heck, almost a hero.
But in the real world...In the real world he was just an idiot with viable weed and a serial murderer allegation. What did he think he was going to do after graduating? Become a rockstar in this shitty little town? Get a job? His record might be fairly clean but his reputation was tarnished enough to keep him out of work.
At least he had his party, his band. If he could even face them after that embarrassment.
Eddie spent hours in that bed, thoughts swirling inside his head until it was static, a buzz in his head that made his uncle kindness feel like a burden. Wayne doesn’t take offense when he shifts away, but he stays close. It what Eddie needs despite the guilt. Company.
His stomach growled.
“That’s my queue.” Wayne groaned as he sat himself up on the edge of the mattress and peaked back over his shoulder at his nephew. “Your pick, kid. My treat.”
“...Eggos.” Eddie huffed a soft laugh even as he said it. Who didn’t love waffles when they felt like shit?
Wayne barked a laugh and patted his back.
“Eggos it is.” And it was. Eddie ate waffles in his bed with his uncle like he was ten years old, having an extended sleepover with his uncle as Ma worked the nights through till sunrise throughout the week in the town over.
He doesn’t blame her for never coming back considering he spent more time with Wayne than her anyway. He was another mouth to feed that neither could afford alone, but Wayne made it work when his sister up and left with a curt goodbye note. Eddie always assumed she found the big bucks with some handsome guy who didn’t want kids and took the chance at a fresh start.
Eddie never got a fresh start. He already didn’t have a dad, he didn’t need a mother who was never home, he just needed his uncle. The one who cared for him, loved him despite his eccentric nature.
Later that night, Eddie stared at the ceiling, listening to the world outside. It’s quiet besides the crickets and the dog next door, the regular argument a few trailers down he can barely grasp.
His bed was familiar, comfortable, warm. He never wanted to leave it. To face this town ever again.
So he just...didn’t get up.
He never imagined who would have the biggest problem with that decision to succumb.
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Dear Sam and Dean,
If your reading this I’m dead. Hope it was a good death and I went out swinging. I’m leaving you this letter and this key because there’s something I need you to take care of and your the best damn hunter I know of so I’m sure you can handle it.
About 10 years ago I was hunting a werewolf nest up in New Jersey. I busted into there den and there was a creature at the time I thought must have been somesort of super werewolf or something. about 7 ft tall covered in fur, claws and with a nasty set of Chompers. (I later found out this thing calls itself an Ulfhedinn) So I put a silver bullet threw it’s heart. Thing dies just like a werewolf and changes back to it’s human form. so I finish off the pack and start burning bodies and this thing wakes up, transforms back and starts after me so I shoot it dead again, figuare maybe I didn’t quite get my aim down the first time or something. Burn the body but there’s this pelt it was wearing that won’t burn.
I take the pelt with me and seal it in a box put it away thinking it’s a cursed object or something. Well about 6 months later the guy I burned tracks me down pins me to the bed of my hotel screaming and hollering asking where his pelt is. I play along catch him off gaurd and shoot him threw the heart again. Turns out the son of a bitch is 1400 years old and after quite a few “enhanced” interregations I’m starting to belive him when he says he can’t die.
I’ve tried everything I can to put the bastard down, but eventually I learn he’s got a family. I tracked them down saw a few of them transforming, even teaching the kids in different forms. Turns out these Ulfhedinn can transform not only into the werewolf like form I was telling you about earlier but aslo can change into a regular old wolf. Also turns out they can only do it if they have their individual pelt.
took a pelt it wouldn’t burn just like the other one but I killed one of them with a bullet to the heart, watched the corpse till it started to rot, then burned it, soon as the creature was dead it’s pelt burnt easy. Killed off the rest of the family couldn’t find all the pelts but I’m not sure it matters.
Anyway the guy is still down there, you have to check on him ever once in awhile cause he will do anything he can to get out. He’s chewed threw gags, broken his own bones to get out of manicals, dug out holes around cage bars with whatever he has. Basically the dude is determined as hell. You can chop off his head it seems to make his memory go for a few months but yeah he’s a pain.
I don’t know what’s special about this one but if you can kill it perminantly that would be awesome. I left a diary down in the basement with it detailing everything I’ve tried but don’t let it out and don’t give it it’s pelt.
- Jacob
————————————-
Skallagrim had been a prisoner for longer than this but still this guy had no problem shooting him everytime he came down the steps and by the time he woke up the bonds were tighter than ever. The ball gag he had chewed threw time and again was replaced with a harder one, the manicles he’d slipped his hands threw locked tighter so they made his hands numb. They were chained to the floor as were his feet. His neck was locked in a heavy metal collar that was chained to the bars of the cage witch held him.
His shirt was was long gone removed in a torture session years ago and his pants were showing the 10 years of continuous wear. When he got out of here he was going to shred that hunter and then he resolved to find a hamburger. It had been so long since he’d eaten he couldn’t even remember how a hamburger tasted. Really he couldn’t remember anything other than the taste of the rubber ball gags.
When the door opened to the cellar he struggled in his bonds more an angry growl coming from his throat as he yanked at his bleeding hand trying to shove it threw the maniacal even if it stripped his flesh or broke his bones. his nostrils flaring as he breathed deeply as he could.
Dean read the entire note and realized his friend was dead. Long gone. Which wasn’t surprising in this line of work, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t still hurt like hell. Dean wiped his tears away and tried to pull himself back together.
Dean still continued hunting of course. Losing people was a part of the gig, just like saving them was and Jacob told him about this… creature. Dean slowly walked down into the cellar telling Sam to hang back. He looked at the poor thing chained up and torn to bits. “Jesus Christ…” It smelled like death and iron in this cellar. Dean covered his nose and mouth with one hand while still pointing his gun with the other. “Werewolf huh?” Dean spoke to it completely unafraid. “Looks like you’re down on your luck, huh buddy?” Sam huffed from the top of the stairs. “Quit toying with it and just kill it already Dean!” Dean rolled his eyes and sighed. “He never lets me have any fun.” He then loaded a silver bullet into the chamber and held the gun up showing the side of it. “You see this thing? This weapon was made by God himself. That’s right. The big G upstairs. And he bet his ass, it could kill any monster… because, he’s your fucking creator.” Dean raised the gun once more then shook his head. “Although… everyone deserves last words.” Dean undid the gag in his mouth and let it fall. “So, werewolf, any last words?” Dean asked not really giving a personal shit about what he had to say, but, felt like the creature still deserved his last moments.
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