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manicplank · 2 months

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Alright now this one will be dimn but

Head cannons about how they feel about the simps?

hehehehe I like this prompt hehehehehehe

How do they feel about their simps?

Peppino: He's incredibly confused! Who in their right mind would want to [TAUNT SFX] a fat old man like him? He doesn't realize there are people out there that love dad bods. Even without the lust, why are people obsessed with him?? Regardless, he feels a bit honored and flattered.

Gustavo: Oh goodness, people want to do WHAT to him? Hug him and snuggle him? Boy, he would LOVE that! He's so honored that people love him as a person. He feels the love and positivity, and it makes him so happy. By the way, Gustavo, people want to uh... Yeah, never mind.

Mr. Stick: Woah! Ladies, fellas, and theydies* want him, he's shocked! He doesn't necessarily dislike his appearance, but he didn't realize people found him so fine. He totally lets it get to his head. He's just confused as to what a "twink" is. Don't tell him. He can find out on his own.

Pepperman: Finally, he's been recognized for his amazing art. He has a following, his own fan base, and even people making fan art of him. How wonderful! He might flex those muscles just to make them shiver with glee. Oh, how they must worship his greatness!

The Vigilante: WHO ARE ALL YOU PEOPLE??? HE DOESN'T KNOW YOU AND HE DOESN'T KNOW WHY PEOPLE ARE DRAWING PICTURES OF HIM!!! Oh wait, he has "simps"? Oh, that's a new term to him, but alright. He thought y'all were angry criminals hunting him down. Well, this old man is flattered that people admire him!

The Noise: Heh, more fans, huh? Well, that explains why NTV ratings suddenly shot up. Let him just show off the goods to his fangirls and fanboys and fan-nonbinaries. (Is there a term for that?) He's such a cocky little bastard. Look, but don't touch! *finger guns* (Seriously, don't touch. He bites. Hard.)

Noisette: WHO THE HELL ARE THESE PEOPLE AND WHY ARE THEY SIMPING FOR HER AND HER BOYFRIEND??!?!?!? She is totally fuming! At least over his simps. As for her simps, she's totally flattered! She doesn't understand the hype. She's just a simple little lady trying to run her café.

Fake Peppino: Omg people! Him loves people! Can he eats them? No? Boo. :( He's excited that people want to give him hugs and squishes and pets! Yay!!! If only they would come into Bruno's, he pretty pretty promises that he won't try to bite or eat them!!!

Pizzaface: What? He has what now? Simps? Like the Simpsons? Simpletons? Yes, simpletons. Heh. Of course he's to be worshipped. People love pizza, he could imagine they'd love a flying pizza. He's confused on why they keep saying he's hot. He hadn't been in an oven.

Pizzahead: Yes, of course he has simps. I mean, who wouldn't want a piece of that pizza? Ah, to have such loyal fans, he loves it! He's totally flattered and absolutely lets it go to his head. Who would've thought his ego could get any bigger.

Pillar John: Oh, thank God! People want to save him! He's been waiting for so long! Wait, they want to WHAT him??? OHHHH, hug! He thought you said... Nevermind. Please send help! He wants out of this tower without dying!

Gerome: What the [taunt SFX] is a simp? Oh... Heh, neat. He thinks strangers being in love with him is a little strange, but he'll take any love he can get. Lord knows he doesn't get enough of it. Cool. *back to mopping*

** If "theydies" makes anyone uncomfortable pls lmk and I will change it! I thought it was just a silly term that Stick would use to refer to his enby fans.

edited to add that this is what noise considers "showing off the goods" (it wouldn't let me link it)

#pizza tower #noise #the noise #headcanon #pizzahead #noisette #peppino #peppino spaghetti #fake peppino #pepperman #the vigilante #mr. stick #pizza tower gerome #pizza tower gustavo #pillar john

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late-to-the-party-81 · 1 year

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Private Party

AN: This little bit of filth is my entry for @the-slumberparty week two writers challenge ‘Blast from the past’. A big thank you to all my followers who helped me choose from a list of 4 one-shots that were ripe for a sequel. You all picked Steve: Private Gift, which was written as part of my 500 follower challenge last year. This story picks up where the original faded to black.

Thank you to @navybrat-817 for beta-ing. Dividers by @firefly-graphics and moodboard/banners by me.

Relationship: Steve x Reader (established), Bucky x Reader x Sam

Word count: 1.5k

CW: Explicit sexual content (threesome, oral (m and f receiving), female masturbation, implied PinV sex) use of Traffic Light system, snarky banter between the boys, voyeurism/exhibitionism, bit of a stag/vixen dynamic (as Steve gets off on watching reader get pleasured by others)

“I don’t mind at all.”

Barely had the words left your mouth when Bucky’s lips were on yours. Steve’s were fastened to your neck, nipping and sucking and…oh! Those must have been Sam’s lips that trailed across your abdomen, as you trembled with desire, wedged between the three of them. Six hands roamed over your heated skin and when Bucky’s mouth moved to trail down the opposite side of your neck from Steve, you couldn’t hold back a gasp. This was definitely not what you’d imagined when you’d decided to try and spice up your love life with Steve by wearing some sexy lingerie.

One of the unfamiliar hands brushed over the lace of your panties, gently tracing the outline of your pussy and you felt your arousal pool into them.

“Steve… your girl is more than a little excited.” Sam. “We told you, dumbass. Told you she needed a bit more than just a scoop of regular vanilla.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’ve made your point.” Steve’s voice was loud in your ear and your lips curved up into a smile at the faux petulance of his retort.

“Less talking, more making doll-face fly into the stratosphere.”

Who manhandled you, you weren’t sure, but the next thing you knew you were lying on Steve’s large bed, hands divesting you of the scraps of lace. Your eyes were closed to help you from suffering sensory overload - and also because you were still a little nervous - but you were aware of every touch, every press of a pair of lips. There was a tug on your legs, and with a gulp and a thank you to the god of bikini-waxing, you spread your thighs. One warm hand and one cool one rubbed up and down the soft skin and it was clear that Bucky was going to tease you a bit. You tried to focus on what he was doing, stroking your flesh, kissing it, but not quite going to where you needed him, but Steve and Sam were making it almost impossible with the way they were alternating between playing with your breasts and kissing you.

You let out a moan as Bucky’s breath ghosted across your pussy and an impatient wiggle took hold of you. Bucky chuckled. You’d hear him laugh before, but this… this was a sound of filthy corruption and it fanned the flames inside you even more.

“Okay, doll, I’ll stop teasing…” His mouth latched onto you, tongue probing and licking at your folds and you let out an animalistic groan as your hands flew to his shaggy hair and gripped it hard.

“I hope you’re taking notes man. She’s really enjoying that.” Sam appeared to be full of snark, and you couldn’t let it go uncommented upon.

“Quiet, Sam. I enjoy it when he does it, too. So far you’re the one untested.” It was a strange sensation, Bucky giggling into your pussy, but you lightly tightened your thighs around his head to get him back on track.

A pair of lips, that must once again be Sam, fastened onto your right nipple, and his calloused fingers started to pluck and pinch at the left. Wondering, through your pleasure filled haze, about what Steve was doing, you cracked open your eyelids.

Your blond super-soldier boyfriend was sitting next to you on the bed, his back against the headboard, pants-fly open and his cock in his hand. He was taking in the erotic tableau in front of him, you as its centre-piece. You moved your left hand from Bucky’s head, where he continued to slurp and suck at your core, and reached out to touch Steve. His name left your lips like a prayer and he leaned forward and down to kiss you hard, swallowing your mewls of contentment.

With three talented mouths caressing your skin, your first orgasm didn’t come as a surprise to you, blooming out from your core where Bucky was until the very ends of your hair felt as though they were tingling.

“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart. Bucky and Sam making you feel good?”

You bit your lip and nodded, letting out another moan as Bucky’s tongue swiped over your sensitive clit. With a gentle motion, you pushed him away, and he sat back on his heels, grinning face shiny with your cum, and rubbed at it with the back of his hand.

“You gotta try it, Sam. Fucking delicious.” You giggled at the ridiculousness of the situation, but given how aroused you were, you weren’t adverse to Sam taking a turn. You looked back at Steve, silently checking in with him, but he just smiled and winked as Sam and Bucky switched places.

“God, you smell good as well, baby. Here’s hoping I ace your test.” And just like Bucky, he dove in without delay. You’d never really considered before how different guys could have different techniques for eating pussy, and you were sure you’d probably analyse it all later, but all you could focus on at that moment was the feeling of Sam’s trimmed facial hair scratching over your skin and the way he thrust his tongue into your weeping channel. You clutched at his skull and your back arched as you squealed and your eyes fluttered closed again.

“Oh god!”

“Doll, you’re gonna inflate his ego even more, if you carry on like that. Let’s quieten you down a bit, yeah?” His thumb brushed over your lips before pushing it between them and you eagerly suckled on the invading digit. “Oh, you really like that. Want something more?”

You nodded vigorously and let his thumb go, eager for what you knew was coming. With the first brush of his smooth, but salty flesh over your lips, you opened your mouth and welcomed his cock. Sam took that moment to suck on your clit and you let out a muffled squeal. Bucky chuckled and pushed in deeper.

“Stevie, please tell me that you’ve not been missing out on this at least? Fuck. Don’t think I ever wanna leave.

“Give me some credit, jerk. I’m not that stupid.”

You tried to tune out their childish bickering, because you were in heaven. Sam was sucking and slurping on your pussy like it was his last meal and you were doing the same to Bucky’s cock, swirling your tongue around his slit before taking him in as far as you could. One hand still held Sam in place, and the other was braced on Bucky’s thick thigh, so you could signal for him to give you space when you needed.

Every so often you opened your eyes to find Steve’s gaze right on you, watching you succumb to pleasure. You came a second time under Sam’s tongue just as Bucky spilled himself down your throat. The dark-haired super soldier gave you a filthy kiss before pulling away, only to be replaced by Sam, nudging insistently at your swollen and cum-slick lips. You accepted him as eagerly as you had Bucky.

You revelled in the different scent and taste of him, both to Bucky, but also to Steve, and it wasn’t long before your hand slid between your legs, bringing you to a third, explosive climax. Sam gave you warning before he also reached his end, but you swallowed down all he had to give. He kissed you too, his broad hands gently caressing your tired, sweaty form, pulling your hand from between your legs and then breaking the kiss so he could suck your juices from your fingers.

You lay in a daze, panting and recovering, trying to make sense of all that had happened since you’d walked into Steve’s room with the intention to prompt him into getting a bit ‘spicy’. It was therefore a few minutes before you realised that there was a stillness to the air, the only sound that of two people breathing. You cracked open one eye, and then the other, blinking at the brightness, to find that Sam and Bucky had silently left. Only Steve remained, smiling down at you from his place at your side.

“Hey, sweetheart. You back with me?”

“Sort of, yeah. I think.” A sound, a cross between a snort and giggle, left your mouth.

“I’ve been playing it a little too safe, haven’t I?” He turned and shifted, slotting his slim waist between your thighs, with his forearms resting either side of your head. He was naked now and your gaze was drawn to his chiselled chest. “Turns out I’ve not been giving my needy little slut what she craves.”

“Hey, have I complained? We’d have got here at some point, although I will say I wasn't anticipating the ad hoc threesome with your friends. Maybe we both need to be a bit better at communicating?” You lifted your arms and twined them around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss. It started sweet, but quickly grew heated, and you could feel Steve’s cock rutting against your inner thigh.

“Careful, Steve. I have already had three tonight, remember? I don’t know how much more I can take.”

“Three that you now owe me, sweetheart.” His eyes were dark, filled with an animalistic want. “And in the spirit of communication I need you to give me a colour; red, yellow or green. You say green and I’m gonna try my hardest to wring three more orgasms from you. Fuck you until you don’t know which way is up and the only word you know is my name. You’ll be feeling me for days, baby. So, what do you say?”

You tilted your head to the side, biting on your lower lip in contemplation. Although it hadn’t been in the way you’d anticipated, this was the Steve you’d been trying to draw out. Which meant there was only one answer.

“Green, Stevie. Green.”

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#steve x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #sam wilson x reader #bucky barnes x reader x sam wilson #navy and roo's sleepover #late writes #blast from the past

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squ1dd · 5 months

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Hi guys! Since it won the poll here's my REAL first ever Pizza tower au! It's more of a fan project since they don't really look like their Pizza Tower counterparts but :3c

Let me introduce you to.........

Drum roll.....

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PUREE PILLAR!!

I've waited so long to show this AU to you guys I'm so excited!!!!!

Puree Pillar goes along with the usual pizza tower lore, owner of a business gets threatened by a giant sentient piece of food that wants to blow up their building yada yada yada....

BUT‼️‼️

The main character ain't no ordinary peppino no siree

Instead, they're basically entirely different!! They look... Nothing alike probably.

Let me introduce you to the characters!!

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Susie! (Peppino) : Susie is a not-so-young (he's old as shit) woman running a small beverage shop called Susie's Smoothies! (You will never guess what she sells. /j) Yeah, he has a smoking addiction she can't get rid of, but that doesn't stop her from kicking ass!!!!! (He is very depressed) AND on top of that!! She's a war veteran!! Crazy right!! She had a group of 3 other friends that had passed away during the war. Poor Susie can't catch a break... But on a lighter note, she rides a motorcycle! Woah!!

Next up we have..

Mia!! (Gustavo) : Mia is Susie's best friend and has been since they were wee little children! How adorable!! They've been with Susie through thick and thin, always helping each other out! (But Mia is not in fact, a war veteran like Susie.) She works with Susie and helps her run the shop. They care a lot about each other!! And her giant pet hedgehog Pebble!! :3c

(God this is getting long)

Berry! (The Noise) : Berry is a circus performer along with his girlfriend Drupe! Him and Susie are rivals, always getting into fights those two.. Berry is his stage name! What's his real name you say? I have no fucking clue

Drupe! (Noisette) : As stated before, Drupe is Berry's girlfriend! She runs her own little bakery somewhere in the pillar! (Or well, tower)

The Assailant. (The Vigilante) : He's a sentient glop of smoothie that anyone who dares to break the law must answer to! He's quite a fancy fella, but if you break a law.. Pray! Cause your ass MIGHT die!!! And he thinks he's a real human being! What a weirdo (/j)!!

DJ Apple! (Pepperman): DJ here is quite a cool guy! He makes sick beats that everyone enjoys! So much so they might break a hip from dancing too hard! Where did he get that chunk bit out of him? Why is his hand missing? ..... Who knows! But he still manages to make some good music!

Fake Susie! (Fake Peppino) : Whatever this thing is, it's creepy! How did it get in here! Why does she look so much like Susie? It's weird!! It's entirely made of smoothie, kinda like The Assilent! But why is she not as intelligent as him? Sometimes she can be found in vents! How the fuck did he get in there get him out

(I'm pretty sure you know what the purpose of the ingredients ((toppins)) are so I won't write about them)

Mr Trick! (Mr Stick) : Mr Trick here is a scammer!! Watch out!! He's very greedy, and would choose money over anything!

Nate! (Snick) : It's him!!

Orange Head... (Pizza Head) : He's the big bad of the pillar! The one who started it all! Boy I hate this guy! He knows... Strangely a lot about Susie... I wonder why!

Orange Face... (Pizza face) : He's a giant floating hunk of junk made by Orange Head! It's only that big so he can fit his fat ass inside!! Orange face chases Susie out of the levels once the timer reaches 0 so she can't get out! But Susie is usually too fast for him.

And last but not least...

Jerald! (Gerome) : He's the janitor/plumber of the pillar, the only one that has the key to special rooms!

GOD THAT WAS A LOT

anywaysss I hope you guys will enjoy this au as much as I do! Which is a lot!! This is basically my main au since I've been focusing on it a lot lately

But yeah!!! Holy shit!!! I can finally share this!!

#pizza tower au #puree pillar #puree pillar au #susie #mia #pebble #berry #drupe #DJ Apple #fake susie #the ingredients #orange head #orange face #jerald #nate #mr trick #my art #pizza tower #the assailant

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sorrydearie · 10 months

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!: that classic collapse into someone’s waiting arms

(something something sickly victorian child)

“Repeat after me—”

“I’m not a fucking child.”

“—we do not touch the haunted dolls.”

“If they didn’t want people touching them,” Martín argued, “they should have put up a sign.”

“You mean on top of the rope fencing them off from irresponsible people with a death wish?”

Ah, fuck.

Martín hated to admit it, but Andrés had a point there.

The corduroy rope was hard to miss, actually. Bright-red, it looped around the displayed dolls like a bold-faced challenge.

Strangely enough, the dolls were the only exhibits to be fenced off. All of the other artifacts in Señor Rodrigez Cabinet of Curiosities – dusty old ouija boards, monkey paws, and various occult paraphernalia – were suspiciously accessible.

Probably because Señor Rodrigez knew very well that he'd built his empire on random trash.

Even so. Martín didn’t appreciate the snide comment. He wrinkled his nose, annoyed, and made a point to glare at Tatiana when she laughed at him.

Taking sides now, was she?

Whore.

Come to think of it, Martín wasn’t usually so hostile.

It must be the creepy dolls, staring at him with their dead, beady eyes. Those porcelain faces with round, rosy cheeks. The irritably long lashes, like little spider legs…

It unnerved him. Creepy little fuckers.

“Anyway. I’m calling their bluff.” Martín waved his hand, dismissive. “You don’t actually believe that I’m gonna get possessed by a sickly Victorian child if I touch them? That’s ridiculous.”

The corners of Andrés’s lips dragged down. Just like they always did when Martín ‘disrespected’ the dead. Or the demonic. And, one notable time, the yetis.

“Of course you’re not gonna get possessed,” Andrés clarified, matter-of-factly. As though Martín was slow or stupid – or both. “You’ll get cursed. Plunged into a life of despair. Bad luck is going to follow you around like a vengeful ex and you’ll be left with nothing. No money, no friends, no love life.”

"So no different to how things are right now," Tatiana chimed in, sticking out her tongue. Martín briefly contemplated pushing her into the display of cursed masks adorning the wall. How dare she butt into this?!

He glared at her. “You’re a nasty, disgusting, absolutely vile woman—”

“Martín!”

Andrés gasped, and Martín frowned. What, was Andrés appalled by how Martín had spoken to his ex? They bickered all the time, it was kind of their thing.

But then Andrés grabbed Martín’s arm and dragged him close, eyes glued to one of the dolls displayed in front of them.

“Did you see that?”

Martín blinked. “See what?”

“That doll’s arm just moved.”

“Bullshit.”

“Are you calling me a liar?”

“I’m calling you easily excitable.” Like a hot golden retriever, trained to detect the paranormal. “Maybe the air conditioning ruffled her dress, or something. It is chilly here.”

Andrés shot him an unimpressed look.

“I think I’m knowledgeable enough to differentiate between a gust of wind and a real-life demonic presence.”

“You said that the last few times, too…” Martín trailed off, frowning.

He hadn’t realized it until now, but Andrés was still holding onto him. His fingers were curled, tightly, around Martín’s bicep.

It was… distracting.

He cleared his throat, suddenly flustered.

“Whatever,” he said, playing it off. Like Andrés’s touch wasn’t burning him through his clothes. “The only thing scary about these dolls is their fucked-up eyes. So don’t go pissing your pants—”

It all happened so fast.

He’d been eager to seem cool and unaffected, and so he’d laughed and thrown out his arms – and knocked over one of the stupid dolls.

It tumbled off its pedestal, frilly dress and laces fanning out like a broken parachute, before sprawling onto the floor in a heap of broken limbs and human ringlets. Its dead eyes stared up at Martín, unblinking.

Tatiana gasped in horror.

“Oh shit,” Martín said. “That’s not—”

Good, he’d meant to say, but the words got stuck inside his throat when Andrés grabbed his face, crowding him.

“What are you—”

They were impossibly close, just a hair’s breadth between them. Martín could make out the specks of amber in his eyes, like particles of starlight. He could count Andrés’s lashes, and marvel at the perfect dip of his Cupid’s bow…

Martín’s heart knocked against his ribcage like a fucking ping pong ball.

“Are you all right?” Andrés asked, searching his face. “I told you not to touch the damned thing. Do you feel any different? Light-headed? Fatigued?”

His words were rushed, and for a split second Martín mistook it for worry. But he knew Andrés better than that, knew how to read the signs: the wide eyes, the hitch in his breath, the flush to his cheeks…

The bastard was excited. About Martín getting cursed.

Hijo de puta.

Had Andrés no shame? Did he not care if Martín died at the ant-sized hands of an Annabelle knock-off? What if it toddled into his flat at the dead of night and axe-murdered him in his sleep? Would Andrés get off on that?

Martín opened his mouth, ready to give him a good talking-to, but changed his mind at the last second.

Maybe…

Maybe he could use this to his advantage.

“Actually… I’m feeling a bit faint,” he said, wrangling his voice into a croak. He coughed too, for effect. Look at him – weak and wearied and miserable. The poor, unfortunate victim of a powerful curse.

He made his knees buckle and slumped forward, as if overcome by a dizzy spell, and Andrés’s arms opened for him. He drew Martín close, encouraging him to lean against him. Just like Martín knew he would.

Andrés made a cooing sound. His breath tickled the hair at Martín’s temple.

“Let’s get you out of here,” Andrés said, stroking Martín’s back. “The doll’s power over you will only grow stronger if we stay here.”

Martín nodded, and let out an afflicted moan. For good measure.

From the corner of his eye he could see Tatiana hiding a smirk behind her camera. Martín couldn’t bring himself to care. Not as long as Andrés kept his arms around him, as long as he allowed Martín to tuck his face into the crook of his neck, and held him close.

Nothing mattered, as long as Andrés gave Martín his undivided attention.

He’d milk Andrés’s sympathy for all it was worth.

#la casa de papel #berlermo #berlin x palermo #lcdp fics #fics #more from the buzzfeed boys #the only 'supernatural' beings Martín respects are aliens btw #he firmly believes in their existence #Andrés doesn’t

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kavvehs · 1 year

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sweet as pie

✗ — summary : zero two loves sharing her interests with you, including her favorite snacks during the fall season.

✗ — themes : gender neutral reader, reader is a parasite, fluff, spoiler-free, established relationship, food mentions.

✗ — taglist : @g-ghostic-basil

REBLOGS ARE WELCOME AND APPRECIATED !

“What did you say this was again?”

“Apple crisp—that’s what the humans called it long, long ago.”

Slender legs swung back and forth, boots brushing against the back of yours and leaving a refreshingly cool breeze in its wake. Every now and again her heel would bump into yours, but you didn’t mind or realize such until it nudged your foot out from where it was settled against the grass. One arm was wrapped over your shoulders and made itself home there, her opposite hand expertly fiddling with a fork that scraped against the metal tin before you. Zero Two had finally stopped the swaying that left your heart falling out of your chest in fear that she would get hurt, but that didn’t persuade the hand around her hip to move. In fact, she seemed to rejoice in the touch. Her touch was so new and unabashedly physical that it still took some getting used to, but you couldn’t say you didn’t like having the love of your life so close.

When she presented the offer to join her for a new snack she found after a disappearing act, you didn’t have a reason to say no. Zero Two looked so excited that you didn’t want to be the one to change that, even if your favorite activity was waiting for you elsewhere, so you agreed. Promptly ignoring Ichigo’s pointed and suspicious look as the two of you passed by, your girlfriend clasped your hand in hers and guided you out the front door, quickly ending up in the courtyard where a small table sat in the center with small decorations and cutlery top with a single chair pushed into it. She let go to gesture to it proudly, keenly watching every twitch of your expression and asking how you liked it. You stopped asking questions like “Where did you get this?” long ago, but she must have read your mind because she winked and pressed a finger to her lips.

You weren’t really sure what you were looking at when she slid you the most generous slice of...well, whatever this was. It wasn’t like anything you had seen before, and you briefly wondered if this was a food meant for adults. Your cluelessness must have been embarrassingly obvious because she started to giggle, laughter gentle on the ears and soft like wind chimes. It was round like a cake, but strangely flat, less squishy around the outside, and lacked any kind of frosting. There were some sort of golden brown crumbs along the top that made it difficult to see what was beneath it or what it was until Zero Two took a knife to it and plopped your piece in front of you. Slices of baked apples layered on top of one another slid out and were coated in some sort of golden syrup that was neither honey or what Zorome slathered on his pancakes.

She seemed to take satisfaction from your overall positive response because she dropped into your lap seconds after you sat down and started digging in herself.

“I have to say,” she started as she licked the sugar syrup from her fork. “I wasn’t much of a fan before, but I think I have a new appreciation for it!”

“Oh yeah? What made you change your mind?”

She peered down at you with an impishness she didn’t bother in trying to hide and you could only prepare yourself for whatever she had up her sleeves. She wrapped her other arm around you and abandoned the utensil with an unceremonious flick of her wrist, pulling you close until your chest was pressed against hers. Her breath washed over your skin and caused the hair on your arms to raise, a strange fluttering coiling within your stomach that you were still getting used to, like most concepts she introduced you to.

“Isn’t it obvious, darling? I’m eating it with you. Although...” Her free hand came up from the base of your neck and crawled up to your chin with a near ticklish touch, tipping your head upwards just a little higher. “Who’s to say I won’t eat you up, too?”

The intensity in her gaze caused you to stammer out a response—or try to, at the very least, but nothing came out coherent or comprehensible. Zero Two didn’t seem to mind, her impishness settled into something akin to prideful satisfaction as she flicked a lock of pink over her shoulder. You wondered just how truthful that question was, but you knew she wouldn’t actually do that. She tipped her head and let her eyes flutter, your noses brushing together. Assuming she was going in for a kiss, you leaned in to reciprocate it but you were met with empty air and your disbelieving eyes wandered upwards to her. She turned away and sat a bit straighter, but you could see the trembling of her lips that started to chip at her composure. She released your face and the two of you the same space as before, that was to say very little to begin with.

Zero Two knew what she was doing and that went without question, but she was busy cutting up another piece of her admittedly tasty snack to pay your lighthearted and ultimately playful glare much mind. If she noticed then she chose to ignore it. Instead and happily oblivious to any sort of self-restraint when it came to her snacks, she scooped up yet another generous helping of this apple crisp along the tongs and held it out to you with an infectious smile.

“Now, open wide, darling!”

#[ ❦ ↣ within the starlight ]#darling in the franxx #darling in the franxx x reader #zero two x reader #zero two darling in the franxx #zero two #anime x reader #gender neutral reader #fluff #tw food

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thefallenangelsgang · 23 days

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This is the incomplete scene the line from the tag game is pulled from. I'm not tagging it with anything in the hopes it gets hopelessly buried but I am too excited to not share. I am not kidding when I say narrative has not felt this easy in a long time.

Spoilers for Act 3 of Baldur's Gate, TW for Blood and Body Fluids (spinal fluid to be precise), I wanted the stakes to feel a little higher so I peppered in some bodily trauma hence the blood 'n stuff, brief uncouth language (there's a few fucks sprinkled in there)

Some context for it: this picks up after the failed Elder Brain Domination sequence immediately as the portal closes with the Party in the Astral Plane. The Tav and Narrator is a High Elf named Wynleth, she romanced Gale. All of the Companions (minus Minthara cause she didn't make it into the cool kids club) plus two OCs (repped by hirelings in my gameplay) are present.

Also, Emperor hate if you are sensitive to that. I'm not the Tentacle's biggest fan frankly, hence why this exists.

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At times the squirming feeling had been uncomfortable. It even had been painful, distracting from whatever I was attempting to focus on. This is a whole other plane of being. The fire in my cranium consumes me, making coherent thought impossible. My mouth is filled with the distinct taste of copper and something I cannot place. Pressure builds and it makes it feel like my eardrums might rupture or perhaps my head might just explode altogether. That almost would be a welcome release from this torture

Then all at once it stops. The sudden shift from everything being too much to feeling nothing at all is damn near deafening in a different way than the pressure and pain was. I loll in disorientation and hands steady me, bracing my shoulders.

My vision swims at first. Blues and purples and greys swirl like strange liquid in a glass jar. It only adds to the dizziness brought on by the pervasive numbness. The hands are still gripping my shoulders. I can almost feel my hands, almost. The gritty texture against my palms speaks to handfuls of dirt clenched in my fists. I will myself to release them.

It’s muffled but I think someone speaks my name. So close I can feel the vibrations in my chest yet we might as well be separated by an eternity. It’s an effort to bring my hand up to grip their forearm. It’s an even greater effort to bring my head up to look them in the eyes.

I can’t discern exactly who it is through the intricate dance the colors are doing in my eyes. The figure is dark against the shimmering ethereal background so it is not one of my fairer companions whose complexions would only muddle my identification more. I try to ask for a name but a strained sound is the only thing to push past my lips. Well that and a bit more blood.

A new wave of numbness washes over me starting from the crown of my head and spreading to the very edges of my person. A little clarity comes with it this time and the vertigo subsides.

“Take it easy, you gave us quite a scare.”

Shadowheart. Still muffled but sounding closer by the second. Something I’m hoping resembles a smile graces my face.

Then The Emperor speaks and a crashing wave of pain drowns the words out, ripping a cry from my mouth. No fresh blood this time though.

A pulse of Shadowheart’s healing magic surges through me, a touch too harsh considering she is dealing with my brain pan, but I think that can be forgiven given that it sounds like she is reaming the Illithid for all it’s worth.

“-stupid? Her brain has been scrambled enough. Until she’s stable, kindly shut the fuck up.”

The silence after is telling. That round of healing must have knocked something back into place though, the dirt comes into sharp focus. I never thought I’d be so happy to see pebbles. I’m less pleased to see the amount of blood and clear liquid that mars the ground and both pairs of knees in my field of view. “Sorry about your pants.”

My speech is still lethargic and ungraceful and I certainly missed the mark on the coy tone I was going for, but the way Gale’s face floods with relief at my coherence feels almost as good as the magic coursing through my veins.

“My pants? Don’t ever scare me like that again!” The incredulity of his initial statement melts into something of a mix of concern and joy as he cups my face. His eyes betray the fright I put him through though. I wish I had the strength to feel sorry about that but I really can only make room for relief at the moment. “I really thought that was going to be it,” I say thickly before gathering some saliva to spit the fluid in my mouth off to the side.

“So did we. It was… a lot.” Shadowheart is somewhere behind me. The fear peeks through her usually even cadence. I must have put on quite a show. “Is this clear stuff what I think it is?” I venture and really hope she doesn’t affirm my suspicions. Spinal fluid means something was desperately wrong. I grit my teeth as I wait for a response.

“Y-Yes. I think so at least.” Now she touches me. A gentle hand between my shoulder blades. “You’d think they turned on a hose the way it sprayed out of you, darling.”

The urge to laugh at Astarion’s colorful retelling of the events is a difficult fight, one I lose. I bury it into my shoulder and try to cover it with a cough but the way Gale clucks his tongue at the comment of very poor taste breaks the dam. My reaction cracks a smile on the wizard’s face, however miniscule, though.

“I’m sorry my love, it’s all just a little absurd,” I say, still gallantly attempting to retain some composure.

“You’re cracking.”

“Spectacularly.”

Teasing each other in this moment seems entirely irreverent to the fact that I almost just died and that the situation we are in just got a whole lot more grim but the Gods can strike us down for attempting to find some levity.

Gently I lean forward and rest my head against Gale’s shoulder. I’m fucking tired and I feel lightheaded despite everything Shadowheart has done but there’s very little she can do about that without actual supplies. I’m short a not insubstantial bit of liquid between the blood and the spinal fluid. It certainly looks worse than it is though. We could try a cocktail of potions and elixirs to get me back up to speed but I think I’d rather rest a bit before we try drugging me into fighting shape. Gale’s arms around me feel nice.

“Am I all clear Shadowheart?” I turn to rest my temple on Gale’s clavicle. From this vantage I can see my party gathered around in a tight bunch wearing grim faces of worry. Shadowheart looks exhausted, I likely took quite a bit out of her, but she nods.

The Emperor floats back over and makes a motion like it’s asking permission to speak, shocking me more than it probably should. But if the psionic link is going to turn my brain to soup then maybe it is best to ask the cleric first before she has to revive me again. Her stern gaze is comforting and promises hell if I end up with more liquid leaking out my nose.

The psionics aren’t painful per se, they certainly are more uncomfortable than usual. I try not to grimace too much and make Shadowheart call the communication off. Charades are not indicative of good battle plans and I have a feeling reading is only going to make the lingering headache worse. Besides, we really don’t have time.

“The situation is worse than I thought.” I watch Astarion roll his eyes theatrically. He chooses to keep his mouth shut. Smart man. “What you went up against is an Elder Brain no longer. The magic of the crown has caused it to evolve. It has become something more - a Netherbrain.”

“Is that why I took up the role of a garden water feature when I tried to dominate it?” The withering looks I get from my companions are severe. I roll my eyes gently and burrow into Gale’s neck a little more. Try coping with this clusterfuck in a reasonable manner.

“I wouldn’t have used that turn of phrase but- yes. It unleashed the psionic power back on you. You are lucky I pulled you out of there. We nearly lost everything.”

And reality comes crashing down.

#Raaaahhhhhh #Wynleth's cadence was very easy to find and I've never been happier about it #*sighs*#I'm going to be sick but I'm being so brave about it #If you want to see more of this check out this tag on my account:#Jericho writes

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DS9 3x22 Explorers thoughts (I'm re-watching, so beware spoilers for future episodes!)

(26/05/2023)

Leeta! She walks so confidently

That cough XD

He's so gentle!

Actually I'm in love with this, it's so cute. I think the first time I thought it was one of those random women Julian always flirts with - but he and Leeta are sweet and I appreciate seeing their meet-cute

Julian's annoyed "Hi." to Jadzia when she approaches XD

"I'm Jadzia." "Leeta." On a second rewatch I'm totally reading this as he's worried Jadzia will now start flirting with Leeta :P

Haha, his "GO AWAY" Padd is hilarious XD

His realisation Jadzia had something he actually wanted to hear 😅 oh he's so awkward "Stay there", no, Juliannn

The amusement on Jadzia's face as he chased after her.

I love watching Jadzia tease Julian, this conversation is great

"I... would have been valedictorian." Oh, you

HOW IS HE SO CUTE I LOVE HIM

Nah, I'm not vibing with Sisko's moustache I'm afraid, it's still a strange change

I love how excited sisko is about history and artefacts <3 He's like me!!!

"That's why I'm going to build one." This is why I love you Sisko, you go and do that!

Jake's head shake, you can just tell he's thinking "That's mad but sure I'll never be able to talk you out of it."

M: "A sabre saw?" S: "Y'know, to cut wood?" Sisko's having so much fun

K: "Oh,you sound just like a Cardassian." M: "I beg your pardon?" The most offensive thing you could say to Miles XD

"Why? Because it will be fun." Yes, Sisko, you take a break to enjoy yourself! Kira's little smile at that too, she's a fan <3

Siskos disappointed voice when Jake turns him down. I'm so excited for Jake to change his mind and Sisko be over the moon (and not to bring along Nog and Quark this time!)

How long did it take for Sisko to make this boat???

The way Dax's face softens when she mentions Jennifer <3

Aw Jake, growing up.

"Maybe a bit small for two people but I think I could get used to it. That is, if you still want me along." What a great way to say you do want to come after all. And the way Sisko pauses and looks before laughing and hugging Jake

Hah! Jadzia looking her head round the corner then positively sneaking up on Julian xD

"Including you?" "No? This is the assignment I wanted." He looks so serious, and completely puzzled how Jadzia could say that when she knows he wanted to be here

"No matter what I accomplish while I'm here, somehow that'll always make me feel... second best." Especially if you feel you had to be second best to hide yourself. Or that your accomplishments aren't as good as anyone else's because you're "cheating" with your enhancements.

For all that it's bad CGI, the sails are very pretty.

"Is this the bathroom?" "Yes. It was designed for a zero-gravity environment." "How am I suppose to? How are you supposed to, er?" XD Jake's so awkward

"Imagine how the ancient Bajorans must have felt-" This is really where Sisko changes from caring for to being excited about Bajor isn't it? (Edit: no, but it's a step in the journey.)

Jake's so vulnerable <3 Talking to parents is hard, even when they're as loving as Sisko, when it's about feelings and who you are.

Oh, Julian's so precious, moving everything around so they're all in an exact precise position :3

He's so worried, as much as he's trying to play it cool. Oh, bless him.

You can see Quark and Morn betting on this upstairs!

"I'm betting that your charm will take you further." The scowl Julian gives Quark!

Okay without the context that she doesn't know him from Adam, that did seem cold XD But also the fact he's assuming she'd recognise him when it's been three years!

"I liked it." "You're not just saying that?" It is hard when you feel your dad might feel they had to say that.

"I don't think that he'd confront him with it, not right away." "Yeah, I guess he could wait until he gets back from the Demilitarised zone." I love how Jake is able take Sisko's feedback on board, he is getting up and maturing <3

"Unless you've joined the Maquis without telling me." "I can't talk about it. (pause) I had you going there!" I love love love these twoooo.

"I think you should keep writing." Oh, he is planning to, Sisko!

A writing fellowship? Does that have a different meaning to what I know? I thought Fellows at uni were senior members of staff!

"I don't think we'll be able to get to the Denorias Belt like this." "The ancient Bajorans probably ran into these kinds of problems." "I suppose they did." "Well, did they give up and go home?" I love Jake, and this turnaround of him being the optimistic one.

After their drunken 'Jerusalem' - "That was really beautiful chief." XD

Miles finding "unless she really ignored you because she can't stand you" so funny is great XD

It's the love you or hate you conversation!

Julian's lil head peeping over the cushions. "And now?"

"Well... now I don't." Because you can't say "I love you".

"I really do... Not hate you anymore!" Oh, Miles.

Miles and Julian's friendship makes me so happy

Jake immediately falling off the hammock XD

"I can always eat dinner with Dax, or Doctor Bashir, or even Quark." Dinner with Dax is very believable - Julian and Quark far less so!

"I cannot believe that I'm getting advice about women from my son." "Don't think of me as your son right now. Just think of me as... another guy." Jake's so young, aww, he has no idea how funny he sounds. Bless <3

"Excuse me. We were at medical school together." Your social skills sure are something, my love <3

"I thought you were Andorian!" Well that's a good twist!

"With my friend, Erit." That's why that name crops up so much in fanfic!

"If it hasn't been for that preganglionic fibre..." Surely they'd have been neck and neck without that mistake? I don't get how one question was such a big deal.

"Phew - a freighter captain." Love how he already sounds impressed.

"I've already decided to wait at least a year." "Why?" "Well, I've heard that you can only write about what you've experienced." Hah, quoting his dad back at him, excellent!

Dukat's distaste at reading the Cardassian Government's message. xD

I was so certain the first time round the Cardassians were just gonna shoot them out the sky at this point. But no! Fireworks!

This might just be my favourite episode so far: I love Sisko and Jake, I love Julian being this stupid anxious bean, I love Dax and Leeta and Miles and how Elizabeth turns out to be so nice too, and how Dukat is miserable and everything is just so wholesome in this episode. Truly lovely.

#DS9 3x22 #DS9 Explorers #andi watches ds9 #WSB

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intothewickedwood · 2 years

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2, 6, 9, 43, 44, 45, 47, 57, 58, 59, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66 for the Disney asks! :D

WOAH! Thank you a million, Maria! I always want to send you more numbers but I feel like I should give your other mutuals a chance xD but let me know if you want me to go quezzie wild anyway xD!

2) Top 5 Disney movies

Okay, I’m not 100 per cent sure if live-action movies are meant to be included but I find animated and live action very difficult to compare because I’m more of a live-action girl so I’ll cheat & do my top 5 of both!

Live-Action

5. Sky High

4. The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

3. High School Musical 2

2. George of the Jungle

1. Rodgers & Hammerstein’s Cinderella (1997)

Animated

6. The Fox and the Hound (I couldn’t leave it out because it makes me cry uncontrollably every time)

5. The Lion King II

4. Mulan

3. Frozen

2. Tarzan

1. Frozen II

Strangely (for me) I think all the animated movies would come first, except for maybe George of the Jungle and R & H Cinderella is my absolute favourite.

6) Favorite villain

I think Zira from the Lion King II is actually my favourite! I am very much influenced by her villain song being my favourite but her obsession with Scar and treatment of her kids is facinating. But I do really like Maleficent and Frollo gets points for being the most freaking terrifying (though I hate him with a burning passion (see what I did there??))

9) Favorite sidekick

Oooh! Cool question! I haven’t thought about this before. I think I’ll go with Olaf. Though I do really love Terk from Tarzan too.

43) Which princess’ story is the most similar to your life

Oooh! Really cool question! Honestly probably Rapunzel because… well, I’ll just say I know a Gothel and I don’t go out much.

44) Which princess’ personality is most similar to yours

Hmm. Maybe Anna? I’m quite excitable and intensely enthusiastic about things. Family means the most to me. I’m pretty naive in the romance department and I would totally sing with a stranger I just met. I have a tendency to say the first thing that pops into my mind, also but I’m probably more random than her.

45) All time favorite song

Into The Unknown from Frozen II! (Special mention to��Colors of the Wind, Out There, I'll Make a Man Out of You, Not One of Us, I Won’t Say I’m in Love and My Lullaby & a load of songs from R&H Cinderella)

47) Favorite villain song

“My Lullaby” from the Lion King 2, for sure! It’s so intense! Ngl, I wish the Lion King II was a stage musical rather than the first film. I like the songs and characters and overall story a lot better!

57) The most underrated Disney movie

Tarzan! I grew up obsessed with it. I wanted to be Tarzan. I used to walk around on all fours just the way he did in nothing but my underpants lol. Those were the days.

58) The most overrated Disney movie

I think Aladdin. I just watched the animated tv series to death. I’m not too keen on the story or the songs. I much prefer the sequels, especially King of Thieves. And I think I much preferred the ouat versions of the characters, especially ouatiw’s Jafar. Such a great villain!

59) Favorite Pixar movie

I’m not a big fan of Pixar because I don’t like the way the animation looks. They are pretty heartfelt though and I have cried during them. I think Incredibles 2 is my favourite because superheroes! We must bring back the Two Ds! (I miss beautiful 2D animation)

62) Best soundtrack

I would say Into the Woods because it’s one of my absolute favourite musicals but I much prefer the original broadway cast. So, Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella 1997! But special mention to The Lion King II, Frozen II and the Hunchback of Notre Dame.

63) Last Disney movie you watched

Hmm. I feel like it’s been a while. I’m pretty sure it was Prince Caspian. That movie has really grown on me! Especially since I got into Ouat.

64) Two characters that would be great friends

Anna and Rapunzel. They have similar personalities and look a lot alike lol (I headcanon they’re cousins). They might already know eachother because (spoiler for Olaf Shorts) Olaf implies she is a good friend of his & they were at Elsa’s coronation, I think. Though I thought they were from different points in time. Also, they should let Elsa and Kristoff interact.

65) Two characters that would be enemies

All the Villains would not get on. I can’t remember if they did in House of Mouse. I think Frollo would be really upset if Maleficent called on all the powers of hell in front of him.

66) Two characters that should be paired up, but aren’t

Mulan, Aurora and Phillip xD. Heck, they can throw Shang in there too. Also Elsa and any woman! I think she’s pair nicely with Mulan or Belle.

#disney #frozen #tangled #elsa #princess anna #the lion king #tarzan #narnia #cinderella #ask game #the chronicles of narnia #darkpoisonouslove #this was so fun! thx again!#am*

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Hi I read your recent fiction Sheriff Prower and the Mystery of the Silver Mine. Seeing that it's the 1st part of your new series got me excited. I don't have an actual question. Only a theory and a headcanon I need to get out of my head. Sorry if it's too long. The theory is that what appeared to be the cool adventurous campfire story was once just a fantasy as a part of coping mechanism long before Tails discovered Sonic.

It seems very fitting for a child like Tails to imagine himself in a world where he plays an important life changing role. This story may have included the miner boss, the bandit, himself as sheriff and his imaginary friend as a deputy. They were initially all imaginary fellow foxes (possibly all single-tailed). He imagined himself as sheriff respected by locals despite his strange "sickness". Always there for "his people", capable of solving dificult problems, dissolving disputes, catching bandits even making "unlikely friends" whether they were moles or a misunderstood bandit who never got a chance to be anything else. The bandit was originally depicting his self from reality.

Characters in the stories started changing or visually developing after Tails discovered Sonic and the company he kept. Since Tails' story had anti-heros and misunderstood people instead of villains, Eggman never made an appearance in the cast :D . But who was Sonic in the story? Could it have been deputy at first? Maybe? But how about giving this imaginary friendship more development? Let's just give him the role of a bandit. The bandit had that hidden side of him that was either rarely seen or blindly ignored due to him being different to the point he accepted the role of the bad guy out of sulk and started living by it. He started a gang. He mugged and robbed people and property, caused mischief wherever he went, but the good side of him hadn't died on him yet. It showed itself when it came to taking care of his fellow gang members. He was never fan of killing, or hurting. He saved people's lives on an occasion. Of course he had to rob them afterwards just to ensure that his gang doesn't see him as a softie, but somehow they knew. That's probably why they remained loyal to him. He wasn't just a cheerful and fun company, but they also knew they can trust him with their own lives.

When he was captured during the earthquake and he was alone, he had nothing to prove to anyone and was allowed to be his true self, the hero who saved the villigers. Unfortunately he wasn't careful enough. Sheriff noticed him. His reputation was threatened. His gang must never find out that he saved the villigers and didn't rob them. He would lose all the respect of his gang. Or so he believed. Gotta keep up the bad act. Maybe driving the deputy crazy might be a good start. But it wasn't fooling officer Prower. He was given a chance to prove himself. He still tried to be hard to be trusted, but his heart kept betraying him especially when he saw an injuired mole mom. That's when he completely broke character he created out of sulk so many years ago. He tried to refuse to help the moles after offering it earlier, but he cursed himself when he saw that it was already too late. Luckily only sheriff, deputy, miner and moles were the only witnesses. His gang doesn't need to know. He can't go straight! What will happen to his gang, if he does? He has people to take care of. But will they accept who he is on the inside? (he doesn't know they know). That makes the transition from bandit to a hero all the more difficult. But the sheriff (main hero) sees to it. And in the end they become good friends.

This improves Tails' fantasy because it involves him and Sonic becoming friends. Later when he becomes part of Watchowski family along with Knuckles, the role of deputy is for obvious reasons played by Knuckles.

Honestly, I adore when readers see so much more symbolism in my stories than I do!

Everything you said makes so much sense. Tails absolutely would make up stories with himself as the respected hero to distract from his life as an outcast.

And the duality in the Blue Bandit's station in life really makes sense. He's not a bad guy, not really, but like says "helping people don't put food in my belly". He does what's necessary to take care of his gang.

Thank you for this! Really made my day. I'm glad you enjoyed the story!

#ask me #my fics #sheriff prower #sonic the hedgehog #sonic fanfiction #campfire tails

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I've just seen A Brief History of Time, and -- just to clarify -- the first time I read the book, in college, I had a very different reaction to it (which makes the new movie much less interesting to me).

First, I was fascinated by the style of the book, and I wanted to "get" what it was saying about art. (It is sort of reminiscent of Infinite Jest: "very funny but very long-winded, too clever for its own good; its prose is so elegant and yet so weird, you start out reading it and keep reading just because you're wondering what all these tricks with words will do next, and then you finally give up and decide you simply must get it, but you're really missing the point.") But more importantly, I was not a big fan of the "theoretical physics, applied to the study of art, the human condition, etc." genre, and I felt like it wasn't quite capturing what it was trying to do.

There was something "weird" about all this, in the sense that it was taking a topic I felt was familiar but non-central to my own preoccupations and treating it in a way that felt like it had a purpose beyond that (not always an aesthetically-pleasing one). In this sense, I felt "applied" more than I felt "scientific," because, as I said, it was taking the familiar but not changing it. And I liked the book and the way it was written precisely because of the way it went beyond the sort of art-crit stuff that tends to use "science" as a way to say "this sounds like a cool thing to talk about/think about."

I read it for the first time in college while reading books about relativity (including Einstein's book of essays) on the plane ride home. I got to that part and was very excited by the implications. I was interested in the idea that it could be possible to talk about art on the same level of rigor as physics. And that sort of book is -- I think -- something many people have not had an opportunity to have, which is to look at an unfamiliar (often very strange) thing and see that it was unfamiliar before you looked at it -- like you can see the forest because the trees are strange-looking and you have to look a little closer to see that they aren't trees, at all.

So -- now that I have that in mind, I can talk about why the new movie disappointed me: it tried to tell this story and it just didn't manage to do it, in some simple but fundamental way that I will describe.

First of all, I still don't really understand the purpose of the movie. I can speculate about the reasons why the film might have been made (I had some people say on my Facebook that the movie was making fun of the Hugos), but when the movie was finished, it still felt kind of like the author was writing a story, rather than the "movie" (I can't even tell if there's a distinction anymore).

I think the most basic reason was that the basic aesthetic of the novel was not really captured. The book is a strange sort of book, which tries to combine many different aesthetic features (weirdness, cleverness, whimsy, and so forth) but fails to unite them in a coherent fashion. The book feels like it's putting on a facade of an elaborate sort of book that doesn't actually exist and then saying "the facade is not real, no, the facade is the thing ." At various times, different parts of the book get to play the role of "the facade" and none of them seems to get played.

At various times the book seems to be about painting and the world (e.g. when the narrator has a conversation with a painting at the start of the book, and is confused by the paintings' meaninglessness), about physics and the world, about painting, about physics.

In the movie, the aesthetic is much cleaner. The whole thing is more like one of those "art as a vehicle for a plot about a person" movies, which are generally not well-made for several reasons, but at least give a sense of a goal and aesthetic rather than just saying "here is the aesthetic, there is the aesthetic" with various other characters doing various other things. I mean, the book itself did this a lot, in different ways -- there are moments where you just have one character sitting there, doing one thing. (The narrator of the book gets a lot of "sittings" that are really just one line of conversation, often a single line. This is meant to be funny but it's never really very funny.)

So in the movie, the world that the person is in is (to me) a set of colors and shapes and a certain atmosphere, it isn't just a set of characters doing things to make things happen, a movie. There is no sense of the world as a place -- like, when someone says "here's the world" it's not an indication that there's many places or events to explore -- and so the film has an awkward, artificial aesthetic of "being in a movie" rather than "this is real, it's actually a place, and you are a character living there, and the world is more important than the world of the story you are reading." This aesthetic is not, to my eyes, particularly evocative or exciting or impressive in itself.

On top of this, there is no connection between what the story is about and the "aesthetics" at all. (Even in the novel there is, just, barely, a connection. Maybe it's just that I am more used to the kinds of stories I read having a certain structure that isn't present here?) I am not interested in A Brief History of Time, which is about physics and what it all means, because it seems to me to be written as if it's a story, and it's not a good story. But the movie, which is about the movie, about being a work of art and all that, doesn't really seem to have anything to say about that.

I guess I do see why the book is considered a classic. (I'm being kind of mean here, but it's a really good book.) It's a strange book in many ways, and it's really well-written. But this is not really what the movie is doing.

#hugo awards #a brief history of time #andrew wyeth #movies #the vast moth eaten musical brocade

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September 18: Star Trek: The Motion Picture

Time for another project of watching a movie series, taking notes, and posting the notes! I did not finish my last series. I probably will another day. But today I have obtained the six original Star Trek feature films on 4K and I'm starting it as a new notes project.

I saw every Star Trek movie upon its original theatrical release. I wouldn't say I'm a "trekkie", but I like a good sci-fi movie, right?

Worth noting is that I'm watching "The Director's Edition" of the first movie, which is an edit that I haven't seen before. I don't know if I'll notice the differences. I'll call them out if I do, though! Okay, pressing play.

This movie begins with… an overture? A shot of moving stars, and some pleasant orchestral music. Couple of minutes of that before even the Paramount logo. Seems like they were simply going for the same thing that the Superman movie had succeeded with a year earlier, making big, cinematic choices so as to transform it from a small-screen experience to a big-screen experience. Can appreciate.

Yes, first proper scene of Klingon ships approaching a something, it is cinematic, more so than you'd have seen on the show. And the music is cool. Wow, maybe I love this soundtrack? There is a creepy bass pluck sound.

They try to shoot the something with torpedoes. It's like firing a gun at a nebula, it makes no sense.

I'm happy to report that the look of the movie still looks very 1979. It's cleaned up, I guess, and it pops on my 4K OLED screen, but it looks like a good version of what they hoped it would look like at the time.

The nebula has fired back at the Klingon ships. Its torpedoes make them disappear in electricity balls. They just vanish.

That bass pluck sound is kind of like they took one very low piano string note and lowered the tension but still it makes a distinct note.

We're now on a scene with Spock on his home planet, with his parents, doing a judgement of some kind. That bass pluck instrument is getting used a lot. It's not just the theme for the nebula. It's overused.

0:12:50 - Now we're in San Francisco, headquarters of the future-peace union of planetary goodness or whatever. My not-a-trekkie-ness is starting to show, I guess. Anyway, it's Captain Kirk and he is being quite stubborn maybe? Saying he's going to take the Enterprise back.

Now these long, lingering, loving shots of the Enterprise it its space dock, a little indulgent but I get it. That ship with its iconic, recognizable shape is a big part of Star Trek. And it's a MOVIE so there's TONS of TIME.

Now finally Kirk is on the bridge, and between that and the lengthy sequence showing the Enterprise, I'm thinking must have been really exciting for people who had been fans since the original show aired.

Tension between Kirk and the guy who had just gotten promoted to Enterprise Captain, that's good for drama. Might have been more interesting with better actors in those roles. All due respect to William Shatner… not so much respect for the guy who plays Decker. Look it up. It is creepy.

0:27:40 - Transporter room malfunction, when I saw this as a kid I remember it being very scary, like almost traumatic. Not as effective to me today, but I've seen RRR now so maybe I just can't be fazed.

"My oath of celibacy is on record, Captain" announces Iliah. She is introduced with a strange gravity, like we're supposed to be blown away by a bald woman, but she also has romantic tension with Decker, but also she blurts out that weird celibacy comment, and plus also she is straight up pretty. I don't know what I'm supposed to come away with, and that's at least partly on purpose. Oh and they said "she's DELTAN". Don't know what that means.

0:40:45 - Okay, first the shot of them doing a big warp jump, the effect is kind of silly how, like, I don't know, fourth-of-july it looks. Like the backdrop of a performance of "Stars and Stripes Forever"….

…but while I've been typing this, it's going nuts with some other crazy visual stuff... as they did their warp jump, they got sucked into a different corny effect, very video-game-y, but it's making them be all smeared looking and sounding. It turns out this was the doing of a sinister asteroid, and they torpedoed it to resolve that issue. Video game-y.

So far this is the exact movie I remember.

Spock has boarded. Seems like the whole gang is back.

"Bones. We need him. I NEED HIM." William Shatner's dramatic flair is a little jarring.

They have arrived at The Cloud, and now there is the kind of story that drives a good episode of a Star Trek show. I really am curious about what the deal is with this cloud.

Spock has a vague telepathic understanding of what's going on, I guess? But also a sciencey understanding, and there's the thing about he thinks they, whoever is in The Cloud, don't understand why they aren't receiving a response, and Spock figures out it's because they're transmitting something but it's only a millisecond long, I think that's pretty cool.

Sometimes there are computer models on the big monitor in the bridge, and they look way way way more modern than they could have had in 1979 I think. I also think "so what".

1:08:10 - They've been penetrating The Cloud, and it's pretty suspenseful because what the hell is the deal with it. Did people complain that this part dragged? Because I don't think it's dragging. I think it's paced appropriately right now. They get to a solid part in the middle and it's a strange alien structure, what even is it. Again the pace is slow and again I'm not bored.

Then a thing I remember pretty well. After a long (but again I think appropriately long) sequence of them penetrating The Cloud and the middle part of it, an alien that is a vertical energy beam appears on the bridge and does stuff, like it's poking around. That ends with it making Iliah disappear, and Decker acting a little bit I-told-you-so about it. Unfair, Decker. This has literally never happened before.

By the way, I know a girl named Iliah whose parents actually named her after this movie's Iliah.

Now the Robot Iliah has been beamed aboard The Enterprise for the apparent purposes of being a leggy humanoid liason to what we learn is named "Veeger". I remember about the name "Veeger" which gets revealed at the end. Robot Iliah isn't the real Iliah, but there are memory imprints in her head and the gang is trying to exploit that!

Spock is sneaking around some room and he knocked a dude out who was just working at a console, wtf

Oh, that plot thickens, he did that so he could get in a space suit to get off the ship and do some kind of recon! It is one of many 2001-ish things in this movie. But it is maybe the most 2001-ish. He zips through the aperture thing that they didn't want him to get through, goes through some ovals, and starts narrating his trip past abstract things, and then, instead of the star baby from 2001, there's a star-Robot-Iliah. He touches it and it's damaging to him, but he still gets returned back to by the ship, like a respawn point. Get gud, Spock!

Veeger is now right by Earth, and I don't remember it looking like this. Did they totally redo that design? Maybe I just don't remember. It's sending onimous smartbomb things to hover threateningly because the "carbon units" aren't responding. They have to figure out how to be good at communicating to Veeger. I think it's an interesting conflict, I truly do!

A lot of the wide shots of the Enterprise inside the strange world of Veeger's interior actually probably look way, way cooler here than they did in 1979.

I think Leonard Nimoy is doing good acting in this movie.

1:55:45 - These big shots of the Enterprise near Veeger look really, really cool.

Sure enough, Veeger is just a little old 70s probe from Earth, it's "Voyager VI", but only VGER are still visible.

"Voyager VI disappeared into what used to be called a black hole," oh come on they definitely still call them that whenever this takes place.

Oh boy this ending, you guys, I remember the gist of it but I don't remember it seeming so dumb. So like, they figure out that Veeger wanted to join with the creator, and because Decker has always loved Iliah, he decides he is just the guy to fix the bad wiring in Veeger, thereby turning him into a cyborg husband of Robot-Iliah, blowing everything up in just such a way that it is non-catastrophic to Earth and the Enterprise and all the people except for Decker. Chatting about it on the bridge moments later, they're like "we seem to have done a fine job of creating an advanced life form, we're kind of badass that way". Then they hurry up to the credits so you won't spend time thinking about that unsatisfying ending.

But not before a title card that reads: THE HUMAN ADVENTURE IS JUST BEGINNING

So. I do not like the ending of that movie. But most of the movie was quite tolerable. It's been a long time since I watched it, but I watched it a number of times as a young Zawmer and I can't put my finger on any specific editing changes that are different in this "Director's Edition".

#star trek the motion picture

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So lately:

- work is so toxic mainly because of my colleagues. Everyday a drama and a fight in my team....its getting annoying

- many kids were sick with fever and I took care of my sick korean girl all monday and tuesday (she only accept me anyway) so....guess who is sick today 😐🥲 but yeah....it's been a while

- fully into my Ikon and Block B era, I feel like I tried "too hard" to keep on with the new gen amd trend but it really doesn't bring me joy or anything, i still enjoy their music but cant stan them. The only exception is Ateez of course, but the new of the comeback, teaser photos, all preorder POB releases.....it got me overwhelmed. Otherwise i'm extremely excited for Epik High's release AND new lightstick, it gonna be so COOL.

I'm still talking to some friends (kpop fans) and most of them are the portuguese's fans i've met at yongguk's concerts. All the others atiny and good friend i've met and helped (!!!) for their tickets, gave some presents etc, just ignored me since 6 months. 😒 Next time i'll mind my own business and be a loner (the best way) because it's easier.

- my next concert is in 30 days !! 2 months without any concerts feel strange in that 2023 year filled with concerts 😳 but yeah Babymetal gonna be so fun, I can already feel it !!

- I might have been in a mental "down" so I bought so many stuff on Mercari 😂 no so proud but well....my big bang lightstick (finally, after all thoses years being a vip), the block b lightstick (i dont understand why everyone hate it....), an Ikon signed album (they were still 7 ;_;), a yongguk pc set, and the most important: an eye mask (with Donghyuk eyes 🤣). I think that's gonna be enough to give me serotonin until december.

- also i'm currently watching Semantic Error and yeah, you can say I might have a new hyperfixation. My first BL and it's really cute/refreshing/light and let's not talk about the actors (Park seo ham you have my heart)

I was like "AWWW Park JaeChan must be so smoooool because the difference is so cute" and when I checked yesterday I saw that he was 177cm and Seo ham was.....193cm 💀💀 so on the left picture i would literally look even shorter (172cm) than jaechan next to seoham 💀

That was the update of my life 🫶🏻

#personal

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Top 3 Lists - Pokemon Scarlet

Hey, all. I figured it's about time to post another one of these! I really enjoyed Pokemon Scarlet, so I thought it would be fun to list off some of my favorites in a Top 3 post-- both pokemon and characters. The game certainly has plenty of both!

Top 3 Ancient Paradox Pokemon

First up, my favorite ancient pokemon. I feel as though these choices are pretty basic/what most people probably choose, but oh well, I can't really help they happen to be my favorites too. I would die for Koraidon, he is the bestest boy in the world and my precious son.

I've never been a huge fan of Mismagius (especially now knowing we could have had the infinitely more creepy Kurstraw/Pangshi), but I think Flutter Mane reboots the design in a wonderful way, which is surprising and refreshing. I've grown very fond of her.

To my amusement, I have the same feelings about Roaring Moon; I have always disliked Salamence's design, but Roaring Moon is a massive improvement on the design, which is so exciting to see. The colors are great, the feathers are an excellent addition, the long talons remind me of a bird of prey, and the whole thing has such a foreboding presence that normal Salamence's ugly shapes always lacked. The choice to lean into Mence's Mega design was smart, because they retained all the good of that design and discarded the rest. Plus, what a badass name.

I only just now noticed all my favorite choices here have feathers. Well, I suppose it makes sense, with our recent suspicion that many dinosaurs had feathers!

Top 3 Regional Form/New Evolutions/Convergent Species

I'm lumping all of these into the same category, since there isn't a huge number for any of those categories alone. When I first saw Toedscool out in the wild, I was deeply confused about what I was seeing, and when I poked it, it turned into a Ditto-- and somehow my brain concluded it must have been Ditto screwing up its attempt at imitating a Tentacool. 😂 But no, Toedscool is truly its own thing, as unsettling and strange as it is. I absolutely hated how it moved, it creeped me out. I've decided I like it for that reason. (Toedscruel is likewise unsettling and interesting, but it's not on my list because I hate TUBE MOUTHS argghh)

Farigiraf is definitely on my list. I have always loved Girafarig, and its evolution has been long, long overdue, so it's incredibly exciting to see it finally get the love it deserves. They did an excellent job with the evolution, too, it's fun and silly and cool all at once.

Finally, for my regional form choice, I'm definitely choosing Paldean Tauros. I know everyone is all excited about Wooper and Clodsire, but I was never a Wooper fan. (Sorry, Rika 💔) I'm just super excited that Tauros got such an awesome redesign, especially the Blaze breed. The changes are minor but so effective. Maybe I'm just a sucker for black-colored pokemon. This is like the shiny design Tauros always deserved and never had.

Top 3 New General Pokemon

This really is a tough choice to make, because Scar/Vio has a LOT of new pokemon to choose from. But I think I've finally narrowed it down to these lads. Klawf is the perfect example of a simple but elegant design. Sometimes "a big crab" is enough to be enjoyable because, well, I like crabs. What can I say, I know what I like.

Grafaiai is the very definition of "skrunkly," so there's no way I can resist putting him on the list. Aye-ayes are fascinating little freaks and it's great to have a pokemon based off them, put I enjoy the inspiration they also drew from lemurs. It's also great to have a poison pokemon taking up the traditional position of "early game normal-type rodent pokemon." Poison pokes are just cool. The association with spray paint and urban art is also really fun.

If any of you know me, you'll know I of course consider bug types to be my favorite pokemon type. But that doesn't automatically mean I'll put new bugs as my favorites. Rabsca really does deserve to be on the list, though; at least in terms of design. A dung-beetle pokemon has been long overdue, and the sacred associations with this species is lovingly referred to in this design. For those unaware, dung beetles are included in Egyptian mythology, and the beetle rolling a ball of dung was compared to their sun god rolling the sun along its path in the sky.

HMs

It's so tough to choose just three so I wanted to include a few Honorable Mentions here; I've loved Frigate birds since I was a wee lass so it's cool to see Kilowattrel; Charcadet's evolutions are badass (especially Ceruledge) and I am very fond of them despite the fact I typically don't like humanoid pokemon; and I'm very pleased that the very first Grass/Fire pokemon (finally!!) ended up really cool. (And that it ended up being a pepper, like so many of us guessed Grass/Fire would be)

Top Team Star Bosses

I'm not gonna to lie, I did not enjoy the Team Star storyline much in this game. I felt it was the weakest of the three main story threads. (I enjoyed the brief post-game storyline with Penny & Team Star more than the main part of their story, in fact) That said, these would be my favorites of the bunch. Ortega's design just looks delightful, such a snazzy dandy, and Atticus' devotion to The Bit is admirable (and tbh who doesn't love a D&D nerd?) Giacomo is forgettable and is there because I needed a third choice, lmao (sorry, didn't like the team star girls much)

Top 3 Gym Leaders

Grusha is definitely my top Gym Leader pick. His character is fascinating, especially the events the game only only hints at (it seems strongly implied he met with a nasty snowboarding accident and had to stop the sport, losing his dream and being stuck with just his gym leader job, which he seems rather bitter about). It's a shame they didn't pursue his character storyline further with one of the Academy side-stories (in the way they fleshed out Brassius more). I feel like he could have had a storyline with the nurse (Miriam), and that would have been much better then Miriam's actual side-story which felt rather randomly shoehorned in there (and fan pandering, to be entirely honest). Oh well. At any rate, I find Grusha the most interesting gym leader by far.

Larry is great. They had a clear idea in mind for his character and they executed it well. He apparently is a big hit with fans too. Good for him, he deserves it.

I chose Bassius as my third option because of his involvement in the side-storyline with him and Hassel. He's a rather forgettable character if you only know him from his gym, but his interactions with Hassel were great and fleshed him out a lot more-- made me actually care about him. Honestly I think it's great they let these two men have a strong bond with each other and Hassel even get choked up and cries about it. That's sending a very positive message about men letting themselves feel and express positive emotions! Yes, Hassel's crying is written slightly for comedy (haha look at this man cry), but I think it's also done with genuine affection (it's ok for guys to cry and love each other, even your professor does!). So that's really cool. (The exact nature of their relationship is something fans speculate on, but whether they are close friends or they're something romantic, I think it's cool regardless!)

Top 3 Elites/Champions

My bias here is going to be clear, but holy shit I love Rika and Nemona.

Rika, because . . . I mean, LOOK at her. She's hot, she's professional, but she's a total dork and a goober too. She's a sore loser but she's a total sweetheart to Poppy, and GAH, I love her so much. A lot of great details with her. She's by far my favorite Elite.

Nemona is literally my favorite rival charatcer of the entire franchise other than N. I could blather about her endlessly. Let's just say this bubbly, energetic, earnest, friendly, wonderful girl who hyperfixates on pokemon battling and sincerely wants to see you grow and thrive is perfect in every day. 🥺

Hassel is here too, lol. (In all seriousness he's great too, a wonderful mentor figure and a man of passion. Even if his haircut is a bit weird asfhjkl)

#pokemon #top3 #pokemon favorites #pokemon scarlet #pokemon s/v #pokemon scar/vio

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Chapter 12 let's go bitches~

Holy SHIT that dream was... something. Just reading it is horrifying enough, if I actually dreamt something like that I would NOT make it through the night jfc

And the boxy smile??? Anything referencing to my guy taehyung catches my attention 👀 still very curious about what happened to him 😭😭

I've gotten so used to Heli I forgot what a miracle it was that he's here 😭 also considering the fact that we now basically know she's a Darlarean, it makes me even more happy that Heli's attached to her despite her not being Solarian

THE GENERAL YOONGI YOONGI YOONGI YOONGI YOONGI AJSHKABSSIXVWIS SIABAJ

My heart started beating so fast godammit this is the perfect scenario I fucking love you HAHZBABbV

She's riding a tiger that is so fuckinv cool man... I wanna ride heli :(

NOT THE TANK TOP AJZBXJJAZVIA YOONGI WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING GIVE ME SOME WARNING FIRST MY GUY😭😭

I love Woosang already 😭 what a cutie

Wait y/n has fans?? That's actually so adorable, I should have guessed by now but I didn't realise the people would adore her like with the other officers ahshshdb

Okay Jinhee 100% knew what she was doing with "the general always comes alone". She got y/n second guessing everything

Sohee trying to get gossip on the general from y/n is such a mood honestly. Poor y/n's been pushed on the spot but it's okay since it's funny 👌

Wait what did yoongi do? Omg y/n spill the tea

I SKIPPED AHEAD A LITTLE NOPEITY NOPE NOT THE AWKWARD SILENCE NOPEEEE I don't wanna read on... I can't take awkward moments man 😭😭 don't do this to me

SHE FIXED IT THANK GOD hallelujah 😭

Man please don't let something else awkward happen, this is such a cute moment. The Kim family ahhh I love them

Oh yoongi's nostalgic... it must be so weird being away from home for so long, and coming back to everything being exactly the same. And for him especially it must be so bittersweet

The memories... I wanna hug him 😭

Just to fangirl over your writing for a bit: The way their thoughts kind of merged together, and effortlessly transferred from his train of thought to hers... idk how to explain it. It reads so smoothly, you made it fit together so perfectly. In conclusion: I love you

HANA SWEETIEEEEEEE SHES SO CUTE I'm glad to hear she's doing well, lovelie <3

So many thoughts about this chapter, not enough time to write them all down. I have no idea how to write my thoughts into words-

But good. Good chapter 👌👌👌👌. Great chapter. You're doing amazing always <3

Also very exciting that you are now experiencing #adultlife. How's it going with that? To me it genuinely sounds terrifying

See you next time <3333

yes!! the legend is back 😩

your excitement is literally contagious! i wrote the story, but i'm still finding myself getting hyped up over what you're excited about!! this chapter really explored the intricacies of the general's past (his relationship with his family—plus his standing with our oc!!)

i guess word travels fast in solaria 😳 but it's also almost been a year since our oc woke up with all of her memories gone. i'm sure everyone and their mothers have heard of her by now. and to think she's also sort of a prodigy?? bro, who wouldn't stan?? 😩

LMAOOO WRITING AWKWARD MOMENTS IS ACTUALLY MY SPECIALTY (WEIRD FLEX, I KNOW). THIS MAY COME AS HORRIBLE NEWS BUT THERE MIGHT JUST BE MORE TO COME (I'M SORRY)

ahh it also looks like i have done my job 😎 my very intent with this chapter was to make a seamless transition between the thoughts of the general and the oc!! that way, if there were any parallels in their thinking, it would be ultra-obvious!

there were a hell of a lot of topics touched upon in this chapter! it's meant to be the kind where you really have to think about it!

#adultlife is kind of strange. i've already experienced being chased down by a man, a blackout, figuring out how to cook, scrubbing down my whole apartment after spotting two—yes, two—fucking spiders. it has been hectic, especially since i'm balancing summer classes, but i'd rather have a busy schedule than no schedule at all! it keeps me in check LOL. adult life is weird because you get so much freedom, but the caveat is definitely the arbitrary problems that pop up out of nowhere and it's your responsibility to fix them. essentially, no more hand-holding. but i'm honestly fine with that because i was always independent. yet... when it comes to things like spiders and men following me, i have to draw the line

anyways!! thank you for asking and leaving such a fun review to follow!! i always laugh and smile reading all of your thoughts for the latest chapter :) have a great week and see you next time ✨

#ask #chimchiekookie #legends of darlaria #lod

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FALLING -- chapter 2 (a TF D&D fic)

Chapter 2 is finally done! It only took me a month (ugh), but I finally managed to put it together. I’ll be honest, I’m not super happy with this one, but it introduces the other three player characters, so I couldn’t exactly skip it! Anyway, I’m excited pretty excited for the chapters to come, especially when I get to the point where I have recordings to work off of, lol. I also hope to have some artwork of the crew (done by my super cool spouse, who is also the DM) to share soon!

SYNOPSIS: While Requiem is taken to another room to be examined, two more freshly-forged bots come online. A fourth bot returns to the facility due to… uh, what was it again?

WARNINGS: Uhhhh none that I can think of this time? Ask to tag and I’ll update it!

Chapter and notes below the cut!

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO -- you are here!

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER TWO.

Back in the first room, another bot began to stir at the prod of their blacksmith’s voice.

“Hello?” It called, a friendly greeting tinged with a bit of uncertainty.

Blurred shapes came into focus as his optics flickered on for the first time, and he found them settled on those of another bot. “H-hello?” he stammered. They were quite close.

“Oh, good, you’re awake!” A grin spread across the other mech’s face, and they straightened up with a small sigh of relief. “Do you have a name?”

He thought about it for a moment, but without too much delay answered, “I think it’s… Windshield?”

The other bot smiled again, and something in Windshield’s chest fluttered. Distracted momentarily by the strange feeling, he almost missed them say, “Windshield, huh? Well, Windshield, can you sit up?”

Perhaps it was from rushing into the motion in order to compensate for his delayed response, or maybe his limbs were still half-asleep, or perhaps it was something else entirely — but when Windshield went to rise, he somehow managed to fall off his berth and land with a thud on the cold, white floor. He winced, having landed quite awkwardly on his chin and and knees, leaving his arms splayed out and his aft in the air. Windshield heard scrambling around him as he worked to get his arms underneath him, and two pairs of hands assisted him until he could work his way back onto the slab, this time into a seated position.

“Are you alright there?” One of the bots that had helped him (and done most of the heavy lifting) spoke, and Windshield realized they must have also been there in the room with him and he hadn’t noticed. “Uh, y-yeah,” he replied, “I think I’m alright. Thanks, and sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s not uncommon to be a little wobbly when moving at first.” The other one to help must have been the first bot, for as they spoke, Windshield’s attention was pulled back to them — their hands were still wrapped around his forearm as if to steady him, and Windshield felt his fans kick on to counteract the heat that rose into his cheeks.

Releasing him, they stepped back and turned to the mech from before and said something about calling in the doctor, and during this time Windshield got a better look at the bot that kept drawing his optics. They were quite short — in fact, his own arm seemed almost as long as they were tall. Aside from a light gray face and some black accenting, they were yellow head-to-toe. Rangy limbs sprouted from their boxy torso, though the armor grew thicker towards their extremities. They had several sets of wheels mounted on their body, the most prominent being those that made up their feet, as well as a pair that stuck up from behind them, like wings. Their helm was flat at the bottom but rounded at the top, save for two short horns curving upward, one on either side. He could see their optics trained on him, glowing from behind a neon pink visor, and his mouth was… asking something? Oh no.

“S-sorry, what was that again?” A blue hue crept onto Windshield’s face plating, embarrassment welling up as he continued to get distracted and miss information.

“I just asked if you were still good. You were spacing out a little.”

“Oh! Uh, yeah, sorry about that. I’m good.”

“Glad to hear. I just wanted to explain what was going on, in case you hadn’t figured it out yet. My name is Humblebumper, and I’m a blacksmith. Your blacksmith, in fact! That means that I helped guide your protoform as it found its shape, and worked with you throughout that process, until you were eventually ready to come online. Your spark was discovered in the Ibex region here on Cybertron, making your full designation ‘Windshield of Ibex’.”

Windshield managed to catch everything this time, despite how fun the name “Humblebumper” was to say in his mind. Quite a fitting one for such a sunny bot — though, while Humblebumper spoke cheerfully, Windshield thought he detected a trace of nervousness… perhaps Windshield was the first bot they had brought online? He wasn’t sure, nor did he feel like he should ask, but it didn’t really matter. All he knew was that he was glad that someone like Humblebumper was his blacksmith.

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Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, the final bot expected to come online was being roused by the sound of light banter and tools shifting.

“Hello? Is anybody in there?” The thunk of metal on metal rang nearby as she opened her optics and responded, “Yes. Hello.”

Another bot stood next to her, leaning in close to get a good look at her. She blinked. “Good,” they said, straightening up and giving her some space. “You got a name?”

“Stela Nova,” she answered without hesitation. “And yours?”

“Well, this one perked right up,” said the other bot to themselves, and another clang sounded from their direction. They reached for the back of their head, but continued on, looking up from the datapad in their hand. “Anode. Can you sit up?”

“Pleased to meet you.” Stela did as asked, and found herself facing a mirrored window. In it, she saw herself — quite a small bot, at least in comparison to Anode, who was also reflected in the glass. Swathes of dark blue plating covered a cool gray frame, with gently sloping lines and flecks of white marking its surface. A wide collar-like piece rose up behind her head, and as she turned her frame she saw it extended down her back a ways. Her limbs and torso were lithe and round, and the plating was quite segmented all throughout her body. Looking further down, digitigrade legs ended in feet with sharpened points, as did her hands. She glanced back up to meet her greeter, who had muttered something that was accompanied by yet another clang.

“May I ask what’s… going on there?” she finally asked, inclining her head toward Anode.

“Just a pest.”

“Oh, I’m the pest, huh?” A third voice spoke this time, followed by the sound of transforming, and punctuated by two hands a face popping up over Anode’s shoulder.

“Sorry about her. Hi, I’m Lug!”

Stela’s brow raised a bit at Lug’s reveal, but she relaxed and smiled lightly at the introduction. “Nice to meet you, too, Lug.”

“Likewise!” Lug’s optics darted from side to side before she leaned towards Stela, forcing Anode to hunch slightly in order to accommodate. “I’m, uh, not actually supposed to interfere with the introductions and all that, just assist with tools and stuff. But somebot has to keep this one in line.” Anode rolled her optics dramatically, but did so with an affectionate smile. Lug smiled too before rapping her knuckles on Anode’s shoulder. “Alright, I’m out. Don’t tell anybody!” With that, she gave Stela a wink and transformed back.

“You two seem close.”

“Close as two bots can be!” Anode grinned, casting a thumb over her shoulder and turning to show off the pack-like alt-mode of Lug strapped to her back.

“Anyway, I’m your blacksmith.”

“Blacksmith?”

“Well, it’s my job to assist a protoform in coming online, throughout the process from hot spot to the Forge Pyramid. Well, I guess I technically wasn’t there at your hot spot — which was Sansaw Sanserre, by the way — but uh, yeah.”

“So I take it this isn’t the first time you’ve done this?”

“Oh, no no no no. I’ve been at this for a while. I did take a big break, though, for… personal reasons.” Anode’s expression turned a bit grim at the last part, though perked up a bit as she continued. “Actually, Lug’s the reason I picked it back up again.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, Lug and I traveled around for a while, hunted some treasure, met some new friends, adventured with those friends, Lug died, I brought her back to life, y’know, the usual kind of stuff.”

“Is that… usually how things go?”

“Well, no. Though Cybertronians are pretty hard to take offline permanently. A lot of bots that are assumed to be dead wind up… well, not being dead. Seems like there’s some sort of cosmic favoritism that determines how often a Cybertronian returns from the grave.”

“Huh… Well, here’s hoping I stay on the universe’s good side.”

—

A new bot entered from a door on Windshield’s side of the room. He had thought that Humblebumper was small, but the newcomer was about half their size. Brightly colored stripes curved along their plating in a variety of hues, and as they turned their body he could see that their frame was extremely thin when viewed from the side — only about the width of Windshield’s hands pressed together, if he had to guess. They spoke briefly to Humblebumper before turning to Windshield. “I’m Candyland. I’ll be doing a quick scan to make sure everything’s in order.

“Oh, okay,” Windshield said, though by then Candyland had already initiated the scan. They took a moment to analyze the results and made a bit of a face, then turned to Humblebumper. “Hm. Despite their size, it would seem this one is pretty fragile.” They directed their attention to Windshield. “I wouldn’t count on lasting long in a fight if I were you.”

“A fight?! Why would I need to fight anyone?”

Humblebumper cut in, “Well, that was something that was a major consideration for every bot coming online for a while there, but it’s not as much of a concern these days.”

“Oh. That’s a relief.”

“That’s not to say that you’ll never find yourself in a scrap,” said Candyland, still just as blunt as before. “Do your best to keep out of those situations for as long as you can.”

Without another word, Candyland left Windshield to his anxiety and crossed the room to Stela Nova.

“Your turn,” The small medic addressed Stela and gave the same introduction, then scanned her as well. After a moment, they nodded and addressed both Stela and Anode. “Clean bill of health.” Quick as they came, they made their leave, giving a brief nod and turning toward the exit.

Anode called after them, “Thanks, Candy!”

“Not my name,” Candyland replied without missing a beat, in the tired monotone of someone who had said it before. A nanoklik later, the door slid closed behind them.

“Okay! That’s my cue.” The yellow-and-red bot that had called in Candyland stepped forward and addressed the freshly-minted bots. “My name’s Hot Shot! If you two will follow me, we’ll be on the way to our next destination.”

—

“Eyooooooooooooooo-”

In a different room, a tired green medic pinched the bridge of their nose and sighed as the whooping down the hall grew closer and closer to their office. They looked to their door as it slammed open, a head popping around the frame, still loudly hailing their entrance. Today was going to be a long day.

Before the medic — Cabbage Patch — had a chance to invite them in, the bot in the doorway swung out from behind the wall and practically crawled over the chair to sit across from them. “What’s up, doc?”

“Helirazer. Do you remember why you’re back here?”

Helirazer vented in and raised a finger in preparation to answer, but froze, mouth hanging open and eyes beginning to glaze over.

“…Is it the issues from before?” Cabbage Patch offered, barely concealing their exhaustion already. A beat passed before Helirazer finally answered with utmost confidence:

“Of course I know why I’m here.” He closed his eyes and folded his arms over his chest, nodding importantly but saying nothing more.

Cabbage Patch, too, closed their eyes before heaving another sigh, rising from their desk and hopping down to the floor. “Come with me. Proto-garten is about to begin, so we might as well do your examination in there. Try to pay attention this time, and maybe you’ll… retain something.” They led the way out of the door and gestured Helirazer on down the hall.

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NOTES: Like I said, this one’s a little rough. I think things will loosen up as we go along, but this one felt really stiff and forced ‘cause… well, it was. I spent a month slowly whittling away at replacing brackets like “[ uhh, something about -blank- and then -blank- happens, I don’t remember how they get there from here… ]” because my memory is shit and I didn’t start recording the sessions until later. It doesn’t help that I’m trying to keep track of which character knows what thing at what point, as we’re now many hours into the campaign and I’m juggling the whole party because I’m dumb, lol (but I am still having so much fun!)

Some notes on characters:

- Windshield is my big dumb softie. Emphasis on the softie, and pseudo-joking about the dumb — Wisdom and Intelligence are his highest stats, and literally all of his others are garbage. Windshield was the second character I rolled, and after having already decided that he would be the biggest size class available, I rolled some very poor stats and thought it would be fun to give this massive man glass bones and paper skin. He’s dumb because he both figuratively and literally fell for the first bot he met. (I had also decided that he would be the romantic of the group, easily flustered, and into smaller bots; then my spouse intentionally described their blacksmith to sound like Bumblebee, and I knew it was a trap but had to go for it anyway.) We’ll see where it goes. He’s a level 1 druid at present.

Stela Nova is… a mistake, lol. I decided to make her the smart one who like. Thinks? The analytical, potentially manipulative, wants to know everything type. I am not clever enough to play her!!! As a result, she kind of suffers a bit in terms of character/personality, and can be a bit boring. She’s got some flaws for sure, and I’m finally getting somewhere with her, but she’s definitely the one I struggle playing and writing the most. She’s got the coolest design, though — I’m a sucker for beastformers. She’s a level 1 bard.

Helirazer is obnoxious as all hell and I love them. Whereas Stela will stall out, Helirazer’s the one that keeps things moving. He acts and speaks without thinking, which means that I can explore my first impulses freely as well. He was the first character I rolled, and almost everything about them was randomized — size, stats, class, alt-mode, personality traits — and they… kiiiiinda just ended up becoming IDW Whirl. It wasn’t my intention, I swear, but it just kind of happened and I love him and you can rip him from my cold, dead hands. Anyway, to add another element of unpredictability, I have a rule for him that any time they try to recall something, I roll, and that decides if/what they remember. It’s been very fun. :) Level 1 fighter.

I can’t wait to talk more about them! If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask, though I may wait until I post the next chapter or two (which should be a much quicker turnaround this time). The next chapters will reveal their alt-modes, and with that their names. They’re pretty cheesy (but hey, that’s like, the deal with TF names, right?) but they were really fun to come up with.

I’m open to critique and questions, so feel free to hit me up!

Finally, like last time, a quick recap of introduced characters:

Windshield (of Ibex) (player character, he/they) A bit of a mess. Voted most likely to die via papercut. Size: Leader Class

Humblebumper (OC, they/them) Windshield’s blacksmith. Seems like a swell bot. Size: Scout Class

Hot Shot (canon character, he/him) Was present in the room as everyone came online. Helped Humblebumper pick Windshield up after falling, called the doctor in, and will be escorting them to the next area. Size: Deluxe Class

Stela Nova (of Sansaw Sanserre) (player character, she/they) Polite and inquisitive. Wants to make a good first impression. Size: Micro Class

Anode (canon character, she/her) Stela Nova’s blacksmith. A bit of a pest (affectionate). Size: Deluxe Class

Lug (canon character, she/her) Anode’s assistant. The pest of the pest. Size: Micro Class

Candyland (OC, they/them) Doctor. Despite their namesake, they’re a very straightforward bot (and not so sweet). Size: Micro Class

Cabbage Patch (OC, they/them) Doctor? probably. Blacksmith? maybe. Tired. absolutely. Size: Micro Class

Helirazer (player character, any/all (but generally going by he/they at the moment)) ADHD incarnate (affectionate). (please don’t @ me about this or about the number of parentheses in this bullet point, I have ADHD (that should explain them both)). Size: Scout Class

Size Guide: Leader (large) > Deluxe (medium) > Scout (small) > Micro (tiny)

(Most) Cybertronians are larger than humans, obviously. But for the purposes of D&D, they mostly function according to the sizes listed above.

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