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pryntery-moved · 1 year

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please give us the roommate au lore

Hehehheheheeeh gladly

The Roommates au takes place 2-3 years after P5R! So everyone is in college except for Futaba and Sumire, who are high school seniors.

This is in no way a serious au, it's just all fun, goofy, and unhinged stuff.

I'll break it down based on the room assignments

The Yongen Jaya Residents | Akiren, Akechi, Morgana

They live in a 2-bedroom apartment near Leblanc!

Akiren moves back to Tokyo for college. I'm not sure what he's studying... I'm open for input on that. He decided to live off-campus so he could bring Mona with him. Don't judge him, he has a lot of 7 am classes he needs his alarm.

Akechi went MIA, under the radar, etc after the events of P5R and is now back under a fake name! Let's pretend it's all Pubsec's doing. He still works as a detective, he just gave up the whole "detective prince" thing. He's also in college, but not in the same university as Akiren. He goes by the alias Robbie H.

Shibuya The Ueno Park Pals | Haru, Makoto, Yusuke, Matthew

I wrote Shibuya in the chart but retconned it to Ueno after some research

They live in a big apartment near Yusuke's campus! Either it's Haru's late father's property, or Haru handles most of the rent.

Haru! She's still the same as ever! Working for the company, getting her degree, whilst opening her cafe! Our girl is hustling!

Makoto... Due to my disdain towards the police, I'll say that she quit the police academy and transferred to a university. The dark recesses of my brain are telling me she's studying PolSci or law

Yusuke is still Yusuke. He just goes to art school now.

They became roommates when Haru went to Yusuke's dorm to pick up a painting she commissioned for the cafe and ended up dragging him back to the apartment like a stray kitten.

Haru unintentionally started a business selling Yusuke's old paintings he hates. To make room for more canvases he'd give them to Haru to use as firewood but Haru simply couldn't destroy them.

No one knows where Matthew came from. The working theory is that lobsters live in the sewers in rich neighborhoods.

Makoto is the mom! She keeps everyone in check and makes sure everyone does their chores.

Author's note: They eat up my brain the most bc their living situation is closest to mine! I'm an art student & my roommate is a painter. I like to joke that we're both Yusuke.

French | Ann

Ann mentioned wanting to go abroad at the end of P5R, I only placed her in France because Model + That's where my friend is studying! I don't know what she's studying though.

A few things that came to mind for me are: Business, Psychology, Liberal arts, and Fashion

She lives in an apartment with a photography student named Erica

I like to think she sends the PT's the weirdest most unhinged photos of Paris. Like the fat rats in front of the Eiffel tower or sculptures at the louvre purposely taken in the wrong angles to tease Yusuke.

Nagoya? | Ryuji

I don't actually know where he is, I just said Nagoya because that's where my friend studies.

I don't know if he's going to college if he's taking a gap year, or something else. I like to think he's in college & joined his university's track team. I don't know what he's studying though.

I like to think he's started getting back into running!

Goes back home a lot to visit his mom! Would crash at Akiren's place to hang out when he does. He always comes without Akechi knowing and Akechi hates it

If you know Omori, I like to think Ryuji's like the Kel of the group. He somehow keeps everyone in touch!

The Shujin Seniors | Futaba, Sumire

Sumire approached Futaba at first to get help with her studies (balancing gymnastics and high school isn't easy) and they quickly became close!

They hang out a lot outside of school. It's like, they somehow complement each other so they end up having fun trying new things together?

Futaba teaches Sumire Gen-Z lingo.

They hang out at Akiren and Akechi's apartment sometimes to slack off from studying.

The only serious/angsty thing in this au that I can think about is Akiren's relationship with Akechi. Akechi just pops back into his life so Akiren would have some... Thoughts.

If this were a spin-off slice-of-life/sitcom anime I'd like to imagine Akiren and Akechi having a deep conversation about life on the balcony, both overcome with their strong feelings from one another, anger? Yearning? Who knows. And then it cuts to Haru, Yusuke, and Makoto, trying and failing miserably at catching a rodent that broke into their apartment. Some wacky, Community-Esque hijinks ensue.

So yeah that's the roommates au, sorry for making it long,,

#p5r #college au #persona 5 royal

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mousieta · 1 year

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Review: KinnPorsche

Year: 2022 Country: Thailand Platform: iQiyi

Honestly, reviewing this show feels almost unnecessary because I never watched it with an eye towards critique. In this show I firmly turned my brain off and reached for the popcorn. Thus, there are flaws. If I put my mind to them I am sure they will be readily found. I just don’t want to. The show is ridiculous nonsense in the absolute best of ways. It is over the top indulgence perfectly crafted for soothing us as we exist in an increasingly dystopian nightmare.

Everything is unhinged in the best kind of ways: the plot is batshit, the action fast paced, the conflicts flashy and the eye-candy abundant. The premise is a mafia leader, Kinn, falling in love with their forced-into-service bodyguard, Porsche.

Kinn’s tits are permanently out and Porsche’s smile is always winning. These are terrible people we delight in watching do terrible things because they are so so pretty doing them. There’s a romance, there’s falling in love, there’s dastardly betrayal and more psychotically insane BDSM shenanigans than I could have ever hoped for.

The writing is unhinged, it feels like the started scrapin the bottom of the plot barrel around episode 11 then just reached for a completely different barrel and started dumping. But the cinematography is, at some moments, truly sublime and beautiful. The actors, every single one of them, are fantastic, oozing charisma and charm and compelling you to join them on this inane journey.

As jarring as the constant hard emotional shifts of one scene to the next, where we are thrust into life and death and suffering then jerked into camp, it becomes the charm of the show. It takes nothing serious except for when it has to.

In no way is this whiplash more apparent than in the two main pairings: the cotton-candy sweetness of the primary OTP, with the violent and dark secondary pairing. Kinn and Porsche are sweet, affectionate, domestic and ultimately communicative and supportive of one another, whereas Vegas and Pete are broken, violent, brilliantly waving red flags who could only ever be with one another. Between the two extremes is this delicious balance.

I don’t know if this review is gonna sell you or lose you on the show, and really it doesn’t matter. If you’re the audience for it, its probably already on your radar or it already owns your whole being, and if it isn’t you aren’t even reading this because you already scrolled by.

#kinnporsche #review #mousie watches bl #reviews 2022

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wellntruly · 1 year

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M*A*S*H - Season 5, misc. notes

Public-facing episode guide here, live recording of nonsense backstage philosophizing: well that’s here. Odd way to phrase that (bodes well!)— this one’s mostly just the meta! We got into meta this time.

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Did they slow down my theme song??

They slowed down my theme song and shoehorned in an extra riff—to fit in William Christopher <3

Ooookay it’s been four years coming that some decent salt-of-the-earth working class private is just like, Doctor Hawkeye, I cannot parse what you are saying. He deserves this and this was so funny.

In Sherm language we don’t say “be careful,” we say “remember, my wife is looking forward to meeting you,” and I think that’s adorable.

I’m becoming such a Klinger girlie. People like being able to sort other people into categories, straight people and queer people alike, and hahah you are just not gonna get that with Corporal Klinger! Bellísimo <3 gender expression is unpindownable. He's a man he's in a dress he's my best friend.

The tone they’re landing on for Margaret, Hawk, and BJ being all, I still think you’re ridiculous and will make fun of you but also I do enjoy palling around with you when you’re like this is just, ideally managed. Guess who directed this one!

Whew okay, pained shouting! We haven’t really done this!

There’s a way Hawkeye talks to BJ when he has his eyes covered and is in muted crisis, which has actually happened twice now, which is how I can say that there’s something in his voice that’s the same every time, and isn’t in his voice any other time, and each time I feel suddenly desperate to physically hide him with my arms for being too exposed. And other absolutely untrammeled sentences I never expected to write about M*A*S*H (1972-1983). (But it's only when he can't seeeee him!)

Klinger chiding “Don’t hit that” after blindfolded Hawkeye walks right into a stove has made me laugh three times, once initially, once on instant replay, and now just thinking about it

I phoned-in my friend the actual eye care professional, by the by, and keratitis of the cornea does indeed usually heal right back up, but would hurt like the dickens while it does. So while it’s not mentioned in the script, feel free, as I have done, to imagine Hawkeye’s on just, so much morphine. It’s actually maybe even less in his performance dopily talking about the rain, than in BJ’s performance watching him dopily talk about the rain, that I could very much see (sorry) to that being the case.

BJ: “Time for beddy-bye.” Hawkeye: “As us butch guys say at the front.” Briefly astral-shifted effect of this almost as powerful as the time my father and I were driving all the way across America one December to move me from New York to Portland, and like two days in he comments during a moment of navigation, that when he was in college, he and his fraternity brothers would always use the direction “go forward” because “no one wanted to be straight,” and that one second before I realized he meant straight in the early 1970s sense of “square” was like falling into another plane.

“Boy, you think the Army would try to fix it so guys that are married with each other could be in the same outfit.” Radar sweetie sometimes I think I might die for you and your jumbled grammar

This posture is so unnecessarily visually compelling

Then just, pardon me, reaching inside BJ’s knee to pull his wheelchair back up to him again… Are we making sure they teach this in schools

Meaninglessly Evocative Tableaus To Make With Your Body. 101.

I did laugh at Colonel Flagg walking in in a deeply embellished and unhinged get-up and Radar just going oh hi Flagg

Klinger’s found another soldier who speaks Arabic—crew

Sidney recognizing that Father Mulcahy is just a fellow therapist—crew

Alan Alda as Sidney Freedman writing on BJ Hunnicutt: “He’s an enigma with size 13 shoes.” [choking slightly] Okay- "In the midst of the most terrific enterprise ever devised to separate a person’s brain from his buns, BJ goes calmly on. I envy his serenity. Although there must be a volcano under there somewhere." Okay !

Radar: “I thought that was p-sgetti.” help me

Hawkeye, drink in hand, watching Klinger spin a new narrative, and turning to Potter to remark in this exact tone, “I like this!” is the most represented I have ever felt in my entire life. Me Watching A Media!!

Just got a “Ja wohl, Herr Leutnant” from Klinger to BJ. I'm very into what these two have going on when they’re in the O.R., incidentally. The way BJ & Klinger flirt has always got this like, regalness to it, and only ever in the midst of surgery.

Have I mentioned how much I love Nurse Kellye? Fucking love Nurse Kellye. She’s been around what, three seasons by now? Hilariously they keep bringing back a few of the same actors as different nurses, but Nurse Kellye is just Nurse Kellye, steadfast. She’s got pigtails right now and is helping BJ on a bucket brigade.

Oh my god…it IS Friday the 13th, as I watch this! Spooky.

The thing about Alda as a director, is that he loves visual bits. Even if they didn’t put the names up front, I swear I’d know. In this scene he’s got a camera set-up arranged so that first he, then Father Mulcahy, have been successively revealed as Potter and Frank move through Potter’s office, right at opportune moments in their dialogue. ME:

Father Mulcahy: “Wondrous is man and mysterious the ways of God. And I would have no one shield my eyes from the glory of His works.” Frank: “What does that mean?” Father Mulcahy: “It means there’s more than one way to skin a spirit. :)” The. Best. Chaplain. Reaction. To. A shamanistic ritual to drive the evil spirits from the camp! And this delivery….William Christopher said Father Mulcahy is going to be a dang ass freak, in exactly his own way <3

How often is BJ tossing things off his cot and pulling a blanket over Hawkeye? [reprise] This is a show about sleeping.

Update: especially this particular episode, which is about Not sleeping!

Two years since he’s seen his dad. For your diaries. Huh, one year that he lived with Trapper…and by Potter’s reckoning all of S4 was only a few months…hang on, was Hawkeye already there as long as maybe eight months on his own before Trapper got there? Oh I love that idea. I realize actually trying to chart the timeline of this 11 season show stuffed into a 3-year war is just gonna go full Jeremy Bearimy, but I’m holding on to this one as one possible emotional truth of it because I like it very much.

Few things can make you more feel like another person is secretly a different species than learning how they fold their socks.

BJ baby you are an enigma in size 13 shoes but I sure do feel like I get a Lot from what I do get!! Honey I’m shouting. Let’s pretend that we’re fighting. :) I’ll grab your arm and pull you around. :)

First time I’ve heard Hawkeye call him Hunnicutt and it does of course feel like he’s just going to be calling him honey, something he completely might do in any circumstance.

My god this is such a perfectly calibrated thing for Hawkeye to get hung up on though, because 100% had it not even occurred to BJ at this point that it would actually bother Hawkeye to be told he hates to lose, while for Hawkeye, who prides himself on his air of cool nonchalance, finding out that people know he *does* hate to lose and is in fact rather high-strung about it (about a lot of things really), is driving him bonkers. He’ll want to insist he doesn’t actually care, but of course, that’s very much caring! He’s stuck!

TIMELOOP KLAXON: Colonel Potter is still counting down the end of his tour as 16 months—we were already at about 16 months this time last season. In one year we have covered: 0 months. Terrific stuff.

Ooo, moving away from Frank means Margaret gets to be less bigoted now! She just “to each their own”ed!

PAUSE. Pause pause pause:

“My wife bottles things up, keeps everything inside. So I get in her way in the kitchen. I keep nudging her, until she gets sore enough to swing at me. Then out it comes. The anger, tears, the problem. Everything.”

So you’re saying BJ is a very emotionally intelligent person, with an innate willingness to step up and trip the release valve for people he cares about who are just spinning in their own caught-up emotions. Wow you don’t say, really? Because that would MAKE ALL THE SENSE IN THE WORLD. GodDAMN that fits, goddamn but he has been doing this to Hawkeye already!!!! BJ, just like, I see the sparks racing along your edges; let me be your grounding wire. And not caring about the snap. Yell.

Hawkeye to BJ: “C’mon, pour your heart out. I’m a doctor, I can fix it.” Me, 1.5 drinks deep in this one: “Oh, Jesus Christ!”

I like when they’ve got their sterile hands held up while referring to a medical text someone is holding open for them.

Hmm. No you know what, I’m gonna do it, I'm gonna look a gift horse in the mouth. [Poster for M*A*S*H Season 5] Here's my review: not gay enough. What made this show so special in its first seasons, was that when characters were making homoerotic quips, those quips were never undercut at all. The joke was actually that every gay comment got a response that took it further. What was fun what was thrilling, what made you laugh and love them, was that they were daring to not back it down, to leave it out there, leave the possibility open to take him up on that, and it was all in keeping with the sort of existential nihilism of the war. Who cares; hold me. Positively counter-cultural.

I don’t want to sound overly alarmed, but we are losing this! They’re still making queer jokes, but now they are taking it back down, and I protest it. Let me give you some examples:

2x17 - You can watch this in gif form, and meanwhile I’ll tell you how this encapsulates exactly what I mean about the way early M*A*S*H was queer: it’s because Henry remarking in response to an ‘one hand washes the other’ comment from Hawkeye, “You fix that sweetheart, and I’ll give you a bath,” a) already feels something pretty special with that 'sweetheart', but b) would on any other show then OR now be followed (leveled out) by Hawkeye turning to Trapper and saying something like “I think he’s been here too long.” But NOT ON M*A*S*H, no here Hawkeye yes-and’s, he plays in the space, creates a whole space; he comes back with: “That part of our relationship is over, Henry.” You see how that’s so different? You see how that’s amazing? How I love that?

And we’re just not doing this so much anymore. Look at these now:

5x05 - Hawkeye: “If the war’s over, meet me under the clock at Grand Central in 10 years. We’ll go dancing.” BJ: “I lead.” Hawkeye: “Then you buy.”

You see how that kinda clips it off, kinda falls back? In earlier seasons that would fall forward, it wouldn’t have this slight check. We'd commit, we'd go one up, “Would you? And dip me?” Remember when Hawkeye used to actually come on to the other men of the 4077? When he would always keep tossing the next move back to their court, like the one time (actually in court) he and BJ did do this? The way he slightly tilts in. The dare. So notable for being the only time in the past two seasons, with anyone, set against any of his dozens of such come-ons to Trapper or, to torment him, Frank.

Another:

5x20 - Alda’s got the typewriter again and his very first line as BJ does push-ups is “Did I ever tell you you look cute with your shirt off?,” but the second line is “No,” and the third is “I think I know why.” No! BJ is supposed to throw back “That’s why I’m doing this,” and then Hawkeye still gets to groan in exasperation, “Sleeeep, I wanna sleep!” but now it's so much better. At the end of this same episode drunken BJ, flush with surgical success, clambers up and slings his arms around him going “Hawkeye Hawkeye Hawkeye!,” and Hawkeye, still checking for hepatitis, peers at him going “Show me your tongue,” so far so good, and BJ goes “My tongue! That’s small potatoes. I’ll show you my butt!” and Hawkeye’s response is: nothing. How! In Season 3 he’d be saying “My mother warned me about fast men,” or “Well it is your finest asset,” anything. Something!

It’s just, the reason why I feel like I can come up with all of these so easily, is that this used to be all the time. I know how I wish these flirty jokes would flow because they did flow that way. And I miss it. C'mon babes, remember who you are. Remember what made you great, what made you special. Lean in.

Potter: “I almost lost Hawkeye today.” Hawkeye: “In a poker game?” Potter: “I’d never throw you into the pot unless I had at least two pair.” Well a) lol, but b) can’t figure it, but this whole episode I’ve been finding the idea that someone could carry Dr. Pierce off for himself captivating and somehow, recognized? This is not like, a thing, I don’t think I’ve ever actually encountered a story with this before, but my mind is like oh yeah, just like in stories with post-apocalyptic doctor bartering, sort of kidnapped around. ?? Where is this coming from. Why am I like oh yeah I’m familiar with this emotional landscape? !? No you’re not! What is this!

I appreciate how much of My Darling Clementine we’re watching. We’re really just watching a movie together! You know I haven’t actually seen a John Ford film before? Horizon looks nice .. :)

Hawkeye taking up knitting has been really good for me. He’s currently using BJ to wind a skein of yarn.

GOD I love it when they let Loretta Swit play drunk. Best drunk actor on this show by 500 miles. And this show has a lot of drunk actors.

Oh so now this season has lasted 8 months, you think? It has Not…you all are stuck here <3

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#M*A*S*H #M*A*S*H hours #Misc. MASH #Tarra takes notes

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variousqueerthings · 1 year

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I got so caught up in finishing the show that I put a hold on talking about my rewatch, and tbh my mind is still going brrrrrr and not feeling very up to words, but wanna power through on writing something: so here is season 2

here was season 1

I actually am already just finished with season 4 and so it’s half a second since I watched these episodes, but I believe overall the tone is pretty consistent with season 1, while opening up some of the places, people, and things that will remain/continue on their trajectory throughout the story

this season has some of my overall favourite episodes (and even more so once those episodes act in tandem with later storylines) and also had the first episode that I remembered really not liking on my first watch (Operation Noselift) as well as a couple that I on this second watch feel touched on some things that were done better in later episodes (like The Chosen People)

it opened up the Officer’s Mess Tent and gave us Sid! (and for the Karate Kid fans, our good friend Pat Morita). Colonel Flagg was there, twice! (although I believe in his first episode he’s not known as Flagg and he was mildly less unhinged)

“radar’s report,” for the first more complicated Trapper episode imo, which then leads to Tapper in kim and in for want of a boot and mail call, in which I sit and go... hmmmmmm I wish to peek inside your brain, you large man

also “radar’s report” is interesting for all those aromantic-Hawkeye fans, I’m really hoping I can stay consistent in documenting some of those moments as the show goes on, and hopefully save them somewhere I can find them again!

and of course, if bananas crackers and nuts + sometimes you hear the bullet weren’t enough to give you a hint of Hawkeye’s issues as they continue throughout the show, we have the incredible dr pierce and mr hyde to warn us that this doesn’t have a happy end, because it’s about war!

and for Margaret, “hot lips and empty arms” and “carry on hawkeye” give us the first real tastes of what respect and friendship will look like as the show goes on (and now I’m thinking of how she and Hawkeye say goodbye in the finale and I have strong emotions about the finale again wooo)

the portrayal of the army continued to be as expected, with “for the good of the outfit,” and “the incubator” showing how things were getting done despite of, and not because of and that the army in fact was the cause of a great deal of the violence in the first place

last (but not least, although contentwise, not a lot) appreciated a bit of Ginger getting to do things, I believe the last time before she slowly fades to the background and then disappears entirely after s3

Shower scenes: 5 (up from 3 in s1) (divided we stand (although fully clothed), five o’clock charlie, deal me out, operation noselift, george) -- notable for a shower-scene in which Trapper heads into the shower and casually talks to a nurse for a quick second, versus the jokes that age less well of “spying on nurses showering” or finding a reason for them to run out in tiny towels

Most shocking thing that never comes up again: I feel like if I thought about it, I could come up with something better, but trapper really was going to adopt a kid there for a second, his wife agreed and everything! and then when radar was like “actually there are orphans you could adopt,” he’s like “nah” and it fades to black... I know it’s also because trapper doesn’t get to revisit fucked up shit 6 seasons on, but I’m like... does he ever think about where kim is now?

Favourite 3 episodes: why do I do this? I’m not going to do it, I’m just going to say “for the good of the outfit,” “dr pierce and mr hyde,” “carry on hawkeye,” “hot lips and empty arms,” and “george”

Singing: I cannot confirm that I remembered to document them all, but I have listed “I’ve got you under my skin” (george), “making whoopee” (dear dad... three), “I’ll be home for christmas” (dr pierce and mr hyde), “wenn das führer says we ist the master race” (dir pierce and mr hyde)

Kind of insane about this: this is the season that includes george and I did a whole own series of posts about that -- it’s also the season of “are you one?” “yes are you?” and “your knees are driving me wild” and “that’s a very interesting joke, sam,” and the whole of for want of a boot and both of carry on hawkeye and hot lips and empty arms giving me the early days margaret content I craved and also:

#MASH season 2 #im rewatching MASH #hawkeye pierce #trapper mcintyre #max klinger #margaret houlihan #lists of shower scenes and singing #i feel like for s3 I'll do a best-off henry blake too ❤

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inklingofadream · 9 months

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(1/3) Heartbreaking! Here's what I imagine: The gang doesn't know/can't trust anyone, and they can't just go back to their old jobs (it'll take DECADES for Sasha to learn computers again), so all they can do is play boardgames (freshly bought) and debate in circles. Why is Jon avoiding them? What has Jonah done to him? Is he in danger now? (How should they kill Jonah?) Beholding got them back only for them to sit around worried and bored. Jonah recognises why Beholding did this, that Time wasn't

(2/3) a viable solution after all. This realization does not lead to any kind of useful personal development. They were doing FINE. Jon could be happy if he just TRIED. Jon feels terrible because HE did this to his friends and he can't even support them properly. But he's also frustrated and defensive when they try to push him on WHY he seems to prefer the guy they all - to them so recently - agreed was Bad. Danny's especially hurt. Jon walks on eggshells around everyone, and ironically feels

(3/3) more alone than ever. He spirals. Everyone Hates Him. He doesn't want to hurt Jonah. He doesn't want to get hurt by him. Should he just leave for a while? But then he can't keep his friends safe... Also word quickly spreads about Team Blessed by Beholding and the gang has to deal with being creeped on by the entire cult as they're basically THE Apostles of the Messeyeah. No one knows who they actually are though, so people just collectively create a rather unhinged mythology on the spot.

(4/4) Secret message: I honestly don't know if you appreciate long brain-dumping messages like this. If you don't, just don't respond to the three previous asks and I'll stop :) Also, please don't take it as pressure to continue this particular storyline or even to write more in general, I'm just really excited about your whole au thing and I wanted to share the picture it has painted in my brain today. xoxo Jonah ask anon

yesssss love a brain dump, love your asks

The one solid Thing I know happens post-resurrection is that they Can't live in the barracks. Like it's just not feasible. Aside from the fact that several of these people Did Not Sign Up For This and Will try to peace out and make their way in the world (which Jonah obviously can't allow for both control and logistical reasons, they don't have money or ID and they'll probably like. get shot by Robocop idk future struggles) a separate and rapidly-becoming-fancier room(s) next to Jon's is constructed. Like it might be their own mini compound with a separate bathroom/living room/bedrooms but my initial gut instinct is bunk beds. The kind that's a twin on top and a double or queen on bottom, because there are two married couples. Bed 1: Sasha/Michael on bottom, Gerry on top; bed 2: Georgie/Melanie on bottom, Martin on top; Bed 3: regular bunk bed, the Stokers, I think I might actually have stated who was top bunk and who was bottom when they lived in the Institute so it's whatever I said then

That aside, it has a door like Jon's that locks from both inside and outside, and another that connects to Jon's rooms that can only be locked from Jon's side, with a single key only he has. There is Drama about keys, because it's been part of being the Archivist, on the same level as taking statements, for a VERY long time and Gerry Is Coming To Collect. The separate room reasoning is we used to sleep in Jon's room but he's avoiding us and if he isn't here he's with Jonah which is obviously unacceptable, so we need somewhere to clear out to so he'll come back.

I also think one of the things Jonah decides is that clearly they weren't Beholding enough before if they died (ignoring that it Did Not think through stuff like that, this was not on its radar before Jon told it directly) so we need to fix it so it doesn't happen again. He manages enough logic to corner them into New Tattoos, something Gerry designs that goes around their wrists or over their hearts, I think. Because Jonah mixes the Getting Shot By Robocop concern and the Jon concern into Jon being afraid he's just going to lose them again so he's avoiding them.

This does not help Jon's fear and guilt complex! Also, bad news! it's been a long time since Jon got his! Jonah has filled a New Jar Of Eyes! But I think Georgie is something of a blindspot even WITH a tattoo, which Jonah Hates

Also definitely a thing is that the current James-Shelleys are in a super weird position. Like we're past the point of anything beyond "Jon was such good friends with them 🥰" to have been remembered. But there's still a definite family resemblance to several of them. And what do you even do with that? From either end?

And I think Gerry at least is sympathetic to Jon's situation. He's very clear on Jonah having manipulated Jon into it, but he gets How. Vs several of the others having it snag their brains in a way that makes them defensive and passive aggressive and a bit mean. They come around before too long, but it's well past the point where Martin and Tim have become lifelong Complaining Buddies. But Gerry sees stuff like Jonah coming up to see wtf is happening when they arrive and Jon SPRINTING across the room and wrapping around him and recognizes it. It's the exact same way Jon used to try to fuse with HIS side when he was upset or scared. It's a bit less platonic, the image of the gang getting tattoos in my head has Jon fancied up and sitting in Jonah's literal lap bc he's so upset, but it's the same pattern. And Gerry gets a share of the guilt complex bc being like 90 years old is not a good enough excuse for having Abandoned His Best Friend

And I think the thing that eventually resets everyone's view of Jon is Jon not caring if they go in his rooms because he is Gone Gone Gone and Gerry remembering how Jon appeared from between the clothes. Cue a very Scooby Doo searching-for-hidden-rooms montage and some Big Emotions when they find what Jon saved, how carefully it's kept in climate controlled cases and STILL falling apart in many cases. It drives home both that Jon DID miss them terribly- he was literally in there when they appeared- and how enormous the time without them really was.

(cue Beholding FREAKING OUT because that makes them decide they need some Serious Jonah-free strategizing, because obviously he'll try to sabotage them as much as he can without alienating Jon. And the tunnels are right there. And it may not care as much about them, but it tried SO hard to make Jon happy and now they're GONE what HAPPENED Jon is going to CRY!!)

(also "Jon could be happy if he just TRIED" pinged something in my brain, so if anyone is interested in Jonelias-flavored manipulation, heavy Jon whump, and Elias having absurd unreasonable expectations I highly recommend The Haunting of Elias Bouchard it's an absolute gutpunch)

#also at no point is robocop an actual problem i just COULD NOT come up with a different Future Problem #writing #asks #cult au #feedback #ink post #fic rec

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Thelreads, Vigilantes 85, Replies Part 1

1) “And thus, we start a new era of vigilantes! The queen hast fallen, and McBee got McFucked, his plans were thrown into the trash, and he swore revenge. Koichi is in a big pickle. Oh this arc has a lot of potential- famous words said before a disaster, I know, but I still keep my hope! At least we won`t have Fires georg here to be annoying.”- Not unless you count his appearing in a tv for a scene or two anyway. 2) “IT`S PHELPS

NICE SEEING YOU HERE MY MAN, WHY THE SUIT, YOU GOING TO YOUR SISTER`S WEDDING OR SOMETHING?”- He needs the suit because it’s time for MHA Law & Order: Special Quirks Unit. 3) “Oh, they got the bastards? That`s unexpected, they technically didn`t do anything, there`s no evidence they helped koichi, besides the giant net to break his fall.”- I mean, they could technically hold them in custody, but honestly, it’d be a waste of their time and resources, especially sicne they’ve got the means to sic Makoto on Phelps via Koichi if needed.

4) “Now Puto that was the most suspicious bullshit you could have said, but honestly that is more believable than what the other guy said.

Jesus, it seems you guys at least bothered to agree on a single story.“- You just know that Soga had them all agree on the cover story, but Tochi just had a massive case of stage fright and fumbled his lines. 5) “Now, how far do your “knowledge” about her not being a typical villain goes, I wonder…”- They at least have physical evidence that there was something fucking around in her brain and altering her cognitive processes, but that’s something that would have to be saved for a court of law, and Nomura and AFO aren’t planning on letting things progress that far 6) “And after that she fell into a coma, we aren`t sure when she`ll wake up.”-

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7) “That sigh better be about postal workers on strike, because if she does have amnesia or is in a coma I`m going to fucking lose my shit.”- ….Cough. 8) “Oh jesus, is that an hospital or a prison? Did they brought Pop to fucking Tartarus or something?”- High-security hospital wing, but honestly, with the kinds of powerful Quirks naturally embedded into people’s bodies, taking extra precautions and security measures isn’t that bad an idea – not even counting aberrations like Nomura who have multiple abilities through surgical experimentation and can sneak a bunch of assassination tools in under the radar, like exploding fists. 9) “IT`S MOM☆STEP AGAIN

HOLY SHIT, SHE IS INDEED ALIVE

and no sight of DAD☆STEP, I wonder where he is.”- Chugging beers with Izuku’s dad, would be my guess. 10) “Oh, this is interesting. How is she now? Did the Bee affect her personality and made her permanently unhinged? She was pumped full of trigger pretty much all the time, there`s no way that hasn`t given her a few lingering side effects.”- Pop not only needed immediate surgery, but also immediate protection, especially with Nomura’s declaration of war fresh on Koichi’s mind. They wanted her stabilised, but also put in a position where It wouldn’t be easy for Nomura to reach her and make Pop have a ‘tragic accident’ during the surgery. 11) “Phelps please, you know where your brother-in-law is, don`t be stupid, you don`t think he`s at home right now? I bet he didn`t even went to that secret warehouse, he`s probably on his bed as we speak.”- He’s presently training himself for playing Sniper Elite, IRL version 12) “Yeah, no need to bullshit him with things like “I don`t know who you`re talking about”, he knows he was involved, he always is, especially when it comes to Pop.

Being direct here is the best option, Koichi is busy hunting his hunter.”- It might be the worst possible spokesperson, but Soga is making the good points to be made about the vigilantes’ involvement in this case right now. 13) “For fuck`s sake Phelps, don`t get started with that crap, you let him run around doing as he pleases for two years, you know he is innocent, and if you really wanted to talk to him you`d ask your sister for his number.”- One way I see this is Phelps being concerned for Koichi’s well-being, wanting to have him in police custody so he doesn’t put himself in harm’s way between a dangerous unknown villain and the efforts of the police and the heroes to counteract this threat. 14) “The Muscle, yeah I agree.

Because he surely as fuck ain`t the brains.”- Also a nice acknowledgement that Koichi has now far outstripped the trio he initially struggled to fight against in chapter 1, and is now capable of being an independent vigilante on the streets if he needed to, present crisis notwithstanding. 15) “What? Like, four heroes? Five at most? Phelps, you are talking like Koichi personally threw a bus full of orphans into a volcano, chill dude.

Also, now we suddenly have a body count for Pop`s acts? Suddenly it wasn`t just a bunch of harmed civilians, now she actually killed someone? How convenient.”- I think Phelps was trying to guilt-trip Soga into giving up Koichi location by implying the damage done was far more deadly and serious than we’ve witnessed, only for it to fall flat because Soga’s unphased by that accusation and instead deftly turns it around on him. 16) “I do agree but shut the fuck up Soga, go talk like that to him when you survive a pointblank shot with a rubber bullet.”- Soga speaks truth, which is a good thing, but then again, it’s Soga speaking the blunt truth, which is bad. 17) “Yeah it was him, as we can see by Phelps` pissed-off face.

But I`m still surprised that they haven`t actually met, I would think that taking over Knuckle`s operation would require him to establish contact with his old assets, just to make sure they are okay with him when he needs their help.”- I’m guessing Soga’s distrust of the authorities extended to even the contacts Knuckle had on the inside, not to mention Tanuma’s department wasn’t directly linked to pop’s villain assault at the time, so he wasn’t a way ‘in’ for them during that situation. 18) “yeah yeah, get a room you two, we are here for business, just let him go already since you don`t have anything on him.”- I have to wonder what Soga’s future is after all this; if he’ll step into the role of a younger vigilante Knuckles for good or if he’ll wind up doing something else instead. 19) “Oh we`re gonna use some metaphor now, I see.

But you know Knuckles, there wouldn`t be holes in your socks if you didn`t bought cheap-ass socks.”- He needed to save up for all the back-alley drugs, equipment and improvised weaponry he bought instead.

20) “tthe fuck kinda metaphor was that knuckles my guy”- I dunno, it does kinda make sense. People ignore the need to replace what they already have if they can cover up the ‘holes’ or imperfections in the current possession so it all looks fine at a glance, but that doesn’t chance the fact that there’s still a hole there and it’s continually getting worse and worse underneath from all the wear and strain until you start getting a new hole torn into the cover-up…and there’s only so many socks you can wear before you need to face the root of the problem head-on.

@thelreads

#bnha vigilantes #bnha #thelreads #chapter replies #my hero academia #vigilantes 85

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Ok! Character Info Dump Time!!!

I've had these guys rattling around in my brain and marinading in daydreams for a while now so I've decided to officially give them spots in the scrimblo roster.

First three are togther! The first two are actually even closer togther than the third one. Idk I just made them and ended up also giving them dynamics with eachother.

Warhawk <- placeholder name but I might make it a moniker she often is known by by others. I was also thinking Kaylus for her name cuz it means "troublemaker" but I'm still unsure... ) She's a highly intelligent highly skilled indivdual who goes around stirring up conflict between factions, be it by stealing important items, instigating gang wars/fights etc. I haven't decided why exactly she does this yet? But I was thinking she just does it out of bordem, becuase she's some sort of guns for hire, or becuase she just enjoys the rush of adrenilin that she gets from it all. Perhaps it's a mixture of all three. She's very much not a morall person though. Personalitywise, she's very level headed and calm most of the time, at least she is compared to her sole companion who's up next.

Weapons Dealer <- ALSO a placeholder name. Weapons Dealer is much more chaotic than her cooler counterpart. And by chaotic I mean absolutely unhinged. She has a very vibrant and animated personality unlike Warhawk and always has a bright smile and a wild look in her eyes. I've got more of an idea of how she looks unlike Warhawk. Her palletes gonna have a LOT of pink in it cuz idk it just fits her in my head. Like her hairs gonna be all pink. She has a very big passion for weaponry and LOVES designing them. She doesn't care too much about money. All she cares about is her employers lending her the necessary resources to create her massive weapons of mass destruction. She just wants to blow shit up. That's it. This is why she sticks around Warhawk; because, as she puts it, "She lets me do whatever I want"

This is entirely what Warhawk and Weapons Dealer's partnership is based off of. They find eachother equally useful. Weapons Dealer provides Warhawk with very useful and effective weaponry, and Warhawk provides many oppertinities and chances to build and test out her creations on whatever Warhawk's next target is. Easy to say, they are both walking a very fine line between chaotic neutral and chaotic evil. idk man I just wanted to make characters that are agents of chaos with zero morals ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Beastcharmer <- placeholder name~ I was thinking maybe Faunia for a name but idk yet Beastcharmer has the ability to befriend any sort of creature, regardless of how hostile they are. She's just very friendshaped to them I guess. She's also got a pet mimic named Nym who spends a majority of her time coiled around Beastcharmer's neck as a scarf(Nym can only change into inanimate objects). Now THIS is where things get interesting. Unlike the last two, Beastcharmer actually has morals. She's much more gentle than they both are and serves as their temporary moral compass. I say temporary because Beastcharmer is classified as a Heightened in their "world".

(I forget if I've ever talked about "The Inbetween City" <- placed holder name number 4 here before. I'm only gonna talk about the parts that are relevent to these characters in this post though so I guess if anyone is really interested enough about it, they can ask. Other than that, im skimming over this.)

So it's very dangerous to associate with a Heightened in the inbetween city since they are seen as incredibly valuable to a certain powerful party that oversees the city in its entirety. I don't really have a name for them so I call them HQ in the meantime. HQ has no quarrel in harming citizens that get inbetween them and their retrieval of Heighteneds so both Warhawk and Weapons Dealer are fully prepared to ditch Beastcharmer if she were to ever end up on the HQ's radar and become a target. Beastcharmer's abilities are concealable though so she's undetectable at the moment. Warhawk and Weapons Dealer think Beastcharmer doesn't know about this failsafe plan, but she in fact does. Why she continues to follow them regardless of this, she doesn't really know.

That's all I got for now. I've actually got one more character to talk about but I don't wanna make this post too long...

#warhawk #weapons dealer #beastcharmer #inbetween city #kaylus #molly #faunia

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larentsaloud · 2 years

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thyme being unhinged

thyme’s most savage moments

preamble:

so this post is for those who are able to distinguish between a fictional character and real life. we don’t condone violence here. we don’t accept thyme x ren x gorya hate. this compilation is to commemorate the most savage thyme moments we love to hate.

in no particular order:

thyme beating the **** out of his classmate. but what was really chilling was his explanation behind it. he offers his “followers” opportunity to destroy others at no cost. no repercussions. this deranged moment has it all. animal print. thick gangsta neck chain, messy bed hair, scrumptious lips. disdain. contempt. brutal.

(side bar this shot, the first introduction to f4 is spectacular. to the far left, ren adjusting his blazer, the slightly opened white shirt. everyone in uniforms. they are not. thyme being the ring leader you can just tell since th coat he is wearing literally compares to king’s robe. pure hell. now look at mj and kavin: on top. cropped out here. kavin staring elsewhere sort of detached, his hands in pockets, glasses indicating some kind of smartness I dare say if we are allowed to assume glasses equal bookworms. are we? is it discrimination? I wear glasses too. dunno. but still part of it. but kind of not. mj about to sit down and get on the tech. his drowsy eyed look. deceitful, since he is the only one with half brain here.)

everything about is chef’s kiss. the smirk. the pompous walk. he owns the jerk™️, I could not take my eyes off him. I loathe him. it’s visceral.

thyme basically laughing that the poor guy has lost all his evidence. chills.

he is enjoying himself. you can just tell.

I see no regrets. all I am getting is someone who is mentally ill. sociopath. absolute barbarian.

when punched he cherishes the moment revenge calls.

someone is looking forward to a blood bath. can't relate.

aaaaanddd scene. that would've hurt.

anyone said violence? these f*ckers seems to be j*zzing their pants with excitement. honestly how do these kids study?

deranged is understatement at this point. maniacs. the lot of them.

yes. he is into it.

the king and his unhinged kingdom. bunch of crackers.

they want this. the plebs are also into it.

see what I mean? the fact gory decided to stand up to THIS thyme? ufff. she was literally putting her whole life out there. this boi LOCO.

thyme going ape shit when he sees ren hugging gorya. the menacing look, his demeanour from the stern brow to the execution of finer details like kicking the bins in the aftermath to let off steam. the way he plans to beat the crap out of the guy because he triggers the ‘cheating’ wound he has just freshly developed (albeit that there’s no cheating per se, but he caught his crush in a lie to be precise. terminology matters.) it’s the way he cottons on to the guy and his radar goes off. a hone wrecker. player. annihilation mode activated. and we know hurt people hurt people. but wow. that was something. on one had i sort of rejoiced he smashed the guy who hurt gorya (the s/a happened with this particular individual) and on the other im like trembling. is he gonna end him??? mj and kavin are out of sorts. what a scene. he screams at ren and calls him a shit friend like the whole thing is one hot big mess until gorya drags him away.

ultimate menace. betrayed.

oops about to be obliterated.

he spots his target. someone who just happens to be cheating.

did you call me girlfriend?

cos I'm busy. busy being angry. sad. hurt.

sight of ren and girlfriend procure a glitching eye.

thymeeeeee!

one bad bad tiger

idk how she does it. I would've checked out about two episodes ago...

the eyes though.

thyme being an absolute savage king when tesla misspoke. buttons were pressed and our impulse control trouble maker is back in the zone.

thyme flipping out at random person after a car chase? first episode. what was thaaaaaaaat. we moved on from that tooo quick.

thyme high key abducting and stalking gorya in order to bribe her into an official apology. just— what goes on in that boys head???

thyme very much requesting that hana LICKS his shoe.

this doesn't look like it could have a positive outcome. I mean in how many languages do I have say that this menacing look scares the Jesus out of me. you just know you are about to be destroyed and the devil will relish in it.

I can hear him calculate the punishment. hmm. a girl. what to do?

the trademark lemme demolish any semblance of sanity in your life look.

the: you should have known better look.

to be honest he is not wrong? thyme for once you used that brain cell correctly. albeit very briefly.

the disgust. lord he pulls these faces like it is a given.

the: you can looketh but cannot touch move. we understand thyme. I hate it when ppl randomly touch me too. shame you sort of like to beat people up, cos otherwise we could really have something special like idk. a pen pal would be nice.

no, because what was he thinking? it was not dirty that much I know. more like. what can you do? I don't need you. I don't want you peasant. you feel me?

and the idea is conceived.

lick it he says.

his satisfied face. he knows what he has done. cruelty at it best. worst. bonkers. bonkers bloke.

high alert thyme. a new player has emerged.

the first time he laid eye son her. critically inspects. intrigued. who dis?

NO BUT WHAT IS THAT FACE???

must.inspect. up. close.

I can hear his con-fury-sion. can you?

someone is having a hard time time hearing no.

SHOOKETH.

the mad eyes are back...

aaaaand he has a plan. we are all screwed.

shit.

I am intimated from over here. like mother like son.

thyme insisting red card stands and fighting ren at a party. god i can’t believe the universe rewarded him with a KISS from the prettiest girl? huh?

thyme literally fighting and punching the ONLY friends he has…

to be continued. too many pics my sluts.

#to be continued #thyme #thyme the menace #thyme being his worst self (Taylor's version)#sad autumn girl #please go to therapy #F4 Thailand #let’s talk about F4 #f4 thailand boys over flowers #bright vachirawit #gorya #f4 #tu tontawan #its a little bit on the essay side #but pics so enjoy #reblog maybe #it took me hours and hours #f4 thai #thai drama

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* uncertain of what will stay, what will stick. I mutter to the void, my audience, and expect no echo. (current thoughts and summaries; possible alterations in the future.)

▕▏ gang name: reverb | while initially created solely for my heightswap verses, inevitably that is a waste and I am no coward - so I recycle.

the premise is a band of ragtags that do behind-the-scenes work more or less, falling into audio orchestration, scrap transfer, and... more, but they are under the radar, after all. ‘s mostly a place for those without a fixed home to drift in and go when they’re ready; was primarily a place of speakers.

their territory is neither in the sticks nor the city; they’re located in another town entirely that, while separate, still has had its due influence from queen when her laws were enacted. said town is dimmer than the city lights and a bit more rustic. lively in the way that there might be the occasional scuffle on the streets or in the alleyways, music less-important but still one of those charming things to encounter. weather patterns are rarely predictable and can be extreme in some locations more than others; commonly fire-walled off.

dark-toned palette with a lot of small LED strips and overhead lanterns/fairy lights, rather than lampposts or giant ad banners. street vending and battling type of thing, common for gangs of all sorts to crop up - but it’s usually just mutual respect rather than anything too deep/nefarious since they’re just a different section of darkners. (at least, that’s how it mostly goes on a surface-level glance.)

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▕▏ echo chamber (they/them; does not mind any form of address) | subwoofer-model, perhaps? the type to be found in an auditorium; speaker-chest is also an eye

leader. reliable and charismatic. hearty, heart-on-the-sleeve, endearing timbre. attention is mostly directed on amplifying sound projection, has brawns and brains, but not to the extent of being some mysterious ringleader. caring. often utilizes their sturdy stature as a means of intimidation at times, but otherwise... mandatory robot that is idealized by the others. takes care of ‘em, and in return, gets taken care of when necessary. of sorts.

made the gang with logi unintentionally in the case of often picking up freelance work and inadvertently crossing paths enough that they worked up a friendship. chamber has the patience and tolerance to deal with the other speaker that others don’t, after all. (and sincere responses to otherwise often dismissed ideas - even if they get a bit too out there.) enjoys tasques and maus. has a sense of humor, can say things straight-faced.

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▕▏ logi (no pronouns, title/s only) | loosely based off of a pair of external computer speakers the administrator’s had for practically a decade by now (yes that brand)

unhinged scientist/methodical (physical?) caretaker type of the gang; polite speech, intentions swerved elsewhere with the pep you’d find in an overflowing vial of boiling acid. frequently makes prototypes and experiments with... many things. the type to do a field study in the dumps and return with haphazard trinkets and a milk carton of materials that don’t look as if they should be placed with each other. logi’s tails are retractable and functions often as various surgical equipment tools.

rather difficult to maintain a friendship with logi actually; frequently separates and detaches at least a mile from work and relationships. can dial down from overenthusiastic to careful listener like a switch. (just normally... doesn’t.)

has made several machinations and automatons with basic AIs to help around with work, ranging from simple to complicated. fond of all of them like a parental unit and does not take kindly to anyone that dismisses the work of anyone - especially if they themselves have not had enough hands-on time in the field. disrespectfully. a punch-packing bat to the -

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▕▏ pho (she/her) | handheld megaphones; could also press and use as a substitute [Horribly Loud Siren Noise], not to be mistaken with pho (food)

prefers signing over talking most times - always found it difficult to maintain her loudness and felt a bit ashamed and flustered over that fact, since it would be a point of conflict with some interpersonal relationships. see: scenario of chamber never minding when she slipped in the past, and it was just a natural course of her coming to be adopted into the gang comfortably (after a long process of coming to terms that nobody there truthfully minds) ++ chamber and logi occasionally helping her out with the whole sound thing. type of gal to fumble and repeat herself a lot, but also an earnest and diligent worker. most quiet one of the four.

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▕▏ jelly (it/its) | plugboy. p-b. p-b and j. congratulations. welcome to the actual mistaken with food (not really)

the one that appears lazy, but is in truth just sleepy and mostly, really, really tired. works just as much as anyone else. it was picked up by logi through [some whacky backstory here about being wired] and felt it had to repay logi in some way, and... well. wound up being the main subject of experiments. jelly has its own interest in electronics (mostly with chargers/reserves/batteries/electricity than any actual component of logi’s main field), so it gives the occasional input and helps bounce back ideas with a more reasonable output.

that, and it is small enough to work around areas that requires smaller-people duties. it pilots logi’s suit remotely from afar (never within the base itself as the due precaution) through projection sensors and tracking, rather than a non-precise and unstable controller/device. usually has a good deal of other layers and windows, too. but this stuff is usually reserved for more important things or... general field observation, where it would be unwise to bring in anyone else.

#[art]#[2021]#quietly quietly... places my tags into the wringer...#rvrb #rvrbchamber #rvrblogi #rvrbpho #rvrbjelly #head into my hands. and then one day I'll properly place the other OCs I've got here but as things stand. impulse control... I've none of it #anyways. i really do need to fix my tags huh. one day one day... otl

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crookedfandomquill · 2 years

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K Drama Phase: Part 1

So I got my ADHD diagnosis and subsequent permission to micro-dose amphetamines a few months ago. While experimenting with exactly how much better my brain was at Doing Stuff on Adderall, I discovered that I can suddenly watch foreign language media with subtitles!!! Which is a big deal because I’ve never been able to focus enough to do that, and entire worlds of entertainment were consequently off my radar. But now I can watch K DRAMAS and oh my word I have a new hyper fixation. My favorites so far:

Tale of the Nine Tailed

This was my first one! I like fantasy so I figured I’d start with that genre, ease myself in. Well, I chose kind of a batshit place to start, this drama was all over the place... but I loved it! Tragedy, romance, comedy, hot people... So much snark and so much sadness (basically my personality in two words). All in all, a winning combination that got me hooked. Solid 8/10

Goblin: The Lonely and Great God

Okay, so I started this one while I was still watching TotNT, because I got reeeaaally into Lee Dong Wook. What can I say, I’m basic. This one was more stylistically-challenging since I was still new to k drama, but I laughed and cried so hard. This was one of those stories where I sort of knew where it was going but the execution was unexpected and fantastic. The plot twists, the character development, the pretty-crying... Also a decent 8/10

Touch Your Heart

Yes, still consuming LDW’s entire filmography, sue me. This one honestly made my heart grow three sizes, Grinch-style. So lighthearted, so funny, so wholesome. I desperately needed to see a not-tragic Sunny x Reaper AU and this delivered. The characters were so complex and wonderful. Oh Jin Shim is my ultimate role model. Basically, a delightfully-fluffy rom-com with talented, gorgeous actors and hilarious sound design. 9/10 all the way

Bad and Crazy

Okay, this one is still airing but I’m in love with it. An action-comedy that fully delivers on both the action and the comedy (and everyone is insanely attractive). The main character can best be described as “whiny bastard man” and I’m still in love with him. Childhood trauma? Corrupt cops getting beat up (sometimes by themselves)? LDW being his best unhinged, Bi-Energy self? Over-the-top fight scenes? A plot that has pulled about six 180s in nine episodes? Yes, please! 9/10 just because I reserve the last point for after it’s done airing

Flower of Evil

Oh. My. God. I did not think this would be my thing but it came so highly recommended, and it had me on the edge of my seat for three days. I stayed up way too late watching it. I cried so many times, and I now understand Lee Joon Gi fans. I have an extensive list of moments from this drama that destroyed me (list forthcoming). I did not expect the amount of romance that FOE served up, but I adore it. The plot was so clever that, despite having seen several spoilers, I was still completely blindsided by the whole story (in a way that made sense, looking at you GoT). I was simultaneously elated and depressed for days by that ENDING. It hurt, I loved it, it was awful, it was perfect... no words, honestly. 11/10, the extra point is for Li Joon Gi’s jawline

#k drama #flower of evil #foe #tale of the nine tailed #goblin the lonely and great god #bad and crazy #touch your heart #lee dong wook #lee joon gi #yoo in na #gong yoo #moon chae won

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harryspet · 4 years

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rogue angel [1] bucky barnes

[Warnings] dark bucky x reader, forced (noncon) age regression, daddy bucky, kidnapping/abduction, drugging, mild violence, hydra reader, post endgame bucky, dd lg dynamic (future ab dl?), wetting, pacifier

A/N: This one has a super taboo dynamic so forewarning! I’m trying something out that I’m into and I want to know if my readers like it too! I’ll continue if I get some good feedback. Reader is 18+ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

In which Bucky tasks himself with deprogramming you, a former hydra soldier.

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You were the Rogue Angel and you were completely unhinged.

You went off the radar when Hydra was destroyed but, without the guidance of your commanders, you lost control. With no orders from the evil organization, your new identity was crumbling around you. You killed when you felt threatened. You robbed and stole to survive and to keep yourself hidden from the agencies tracking you.

You were only a child when they stole you from your family and reprogrammed you into a super-soldier. They taught you to use your youth and beauty in order to do their bidding. You never had a chance to be innocent. Still, the world wanted you dead for all the deaths you were responsible for but Bucky thought you could be saved. You could learn to be good just like he did.

Bucky was familiar with being a fugitive. He was risking a lot by going after you especially since he was going behind the governments back once again.

You had decided to “lay low” in the East End of London, “renting” an apartment sat above a convenience store, and you had little idea that Bucky was watching you. It confirmed his suspicions that you had gone off the rails and it was even interfering with your normal training. Back in the days when he was brainwashed, it would’ve taken him seconds to realize someone was trailing him and a few more seconds to kill them.

As you left the apartment one day, Bucky noted your erratic behavior. You even fumbled with your keys as you locked your door. As soon as you disappeared down the rough streets of the East End, Bucky made his way into your apartment. He didn’t bother with keys, knowing the strength of his arm could push it open easily.

He forced it open enough just to crack it, then his eyes trailed down to make sure there wasn’t any tripwire. There was and part of him was a little relieved that you weren't completely unprotected. Normally, he wouldn’t doubt that you could protect yourself, but without hydra commands, it worried him.

He maneuvered himself over the wire before shutting the door and carefully dismantling the wire that was attached to an explosive. He wondered who exactly had sold you the parts to build it. Checking for more booby traps, Bucky made his way around the apartment. It reminded him of the time he spent in Bucharest, trying to understand his relationship with Steve and why exactly he had pulled him from the water.

There was a small mattress in the corner and only a few knick knacks to decorate the barren run-down apartment. He found money shoved into a jar in one of the cabinets, currencies from all over Europe, and a large map tucked away. Bucky quickly noted that you had mapped out a few Hydra locations around the world.

Bucky sighed, folding up the map, realizing you were going to try to find another Hydra factor to join. As far as he knew, they had all been destroyed and you’d only get yourself caught by a government agency going on this scavenger hunt.

“I’ll blow your head off if you take another step,” Bucky knew you were behind him as soon as he heard your small voice. You were trying your best to deepen your feminine voice but Bucky could tell it was only an act.

Bucky moved to turn around until you shouted, “Don’t!”

You hadn’t shot him yet which raised Bucky’s suspicions, “I’m putting my hands up,” Bucky decided to test the theory developing in his mind. He slowly raised his hands and you got a glimpse of the gold and black that was his left arm.

You knew who he was as soon as you got a glimpse of his face. The Winter Soldier. You racked your brain for more information about him but all you could remember was that he had betrayed Hydra. He used to be like you.

Bucky took in your appearance, the way you skillfully held your pistol, but also the darkness around your eyes, “Who sent you?” He could tell you had recently cut your hair to be shoulder length and, whatever clothes you had purchased, were from the men’s section.

“No one,” Bucky answered monotonously, “I’m not here to turn you in.”

You were quiet for a moment. Looking over him, you realized that so much had changed since you had last heard about him. His hair was cut short and he even had a new arm.

“Then you’re from Hydra?”

You sounded … hopeful, “They’ve been destroyed, Y/N.”

You blinked, staring, before gripping your gun tighter, “That’s not my name.”

Bucky took a step forward and you only narrowed your eyes at him, “It is,” Bucky continued, “You were five when Hydra started experimenting on you. Ten when they started using you in the field. They killed your family and then made sure you’d never remember then.”

You faltered and Bucky took a step closer. You closed your eyes, shaking your head, before lunging towards him, “You’re lying!” You lunged towards him but Bucky was too fast as he sidestepped.

His arms were still raised in defense, “I’m not here to hurt you either, Y/N.”

“Don’t call me that!” Your finger pressed down on the trigger but Bucky’s movement were sudden, pushing your wrist and grabbing a hold of the barrel as he tilted it away. This led to you wrestling for the weapon. You were still strong, capable of superhuman abilities, but you were weaker without Hydra.

Bucky pinned your to the ground, sliding the gun away, and it hit the wall with a clang. You continued to fight although it was futile against his vibranium hand. He pinned your legs with his own, keeping you from kicking at him.

There was nothing but anger in your eyes, pure venom, “I’ll kill you, traitor. I’ll kill you and everyone you care about-”

Bucky shushed you, reaching into his pocket to grab a syringe, “Everything’s going to be okay,” Bucky was still learning to be gentle too and he’d get even more practice in the coming days. You flinched away but only exposed your neck more. Bucky took the opportunity to sink the needle into your neck.

Bucky began to loosen some of the pressure he was using to keep you pinned down. He watched as your body began to slump and you tried to blink your eyes in order to keep yourself awake, “You’ll pay … for this,” Her voice trailed off before you quietly whispered, “Winter … Soldier …”

Bucky’s lips pressed into a thin line as he watched you float away into a dreamless sleep, “I’m sure I will.”

You awoke in unfamiliar surroundings. Of course, everything was unfamiliar to you these days, but you had an especially bad feeling this time. You turned your head, your eyelids heavy as you blinked them open. You saw a blue sky and clouds. A supposedly peaceful scene but what was peace to you anyways? You felt nothing. Death and destruction were peaceful to you.

You turned your head to realize you weren't outside, looking up at the sky. Her eyes met with a tan leather chair and, as you continued to look around, you realized that you were sitting on an airplane. A private one.

Panic began to set in as you looked down at your body, a soft blanket covering it and keeping you warm. You lifted your arms but they shook, weak from whatever sedative was in your system. It took all your energy to throw that blanket off and everything else you had to crawl out of the chair. Well, it was more so a fall.

You grunted as you collided with the floor and Bucky finally looked up from where he was standing by the cockpit.

You realized that your legs were completely asleep as you tried to pull your body up. You turned onto your back with a wince, poking at your barren legs. You couldn’t even feel them.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” Bucky approached the scene, realizing that you had fallen from your seat. He didn’t expect you to awake this soon or even have enough energy to try to hurt yourself. As soon as you saw him, you tried crawling away, pulling your limp legs with you. Bucky grabbed you by underneath your arms, against your protest, and lifted your back into the leather chair.

“Don’t,” you moaned, your voice weak too but it was useless. Bucky continued to sit you up, reaching behind you to buckle you into the seat.

“There, that’s better,” Bucky looked over his work, his hands on his hips, “You shouldn’t try to walk for awhile, Y/N.”

“What did you do?” You asked, barely able to raise your voice higher than a whisper.

“It’s easier this way,” Bucky said simply. Easier for him to keep you from escaping and for you to start to depend on him as your caregiver. He took a seat in the leather chair in front of you, lifting some mechanism that brought up a small table.

You looked down to see your legs were bare and you trailed your shaking hands up to your stomach to find soft pink fabric. Moving your hand down, you felt the soft white fabric of your panties. He had undressed you and that made you grow even more frustrated.

Bucky brought out a manila folder, flipping through its content before grabbing pictures and setting them on the table in front of you. You saw a mother and father sitting on a picnic blanket, a baby girl in their hands. The next photo was a young girl with her grandmother. They were cooking some dessert in the kitchen. Something in that little girl's eyes gave you a sense of familiarity.

“Do you recognize them?”

You shook your head and Bucky started to add even more photos. The girl seemed to get happier with each photo and you continuously shook your head.

“This was your family, Y/N.”

“And I’m … s-supposed to believe m-my . . . kidnapper,” You hated how weak you felt. Sure, you had made thousands of people bend to your will and tortured them until they told you what you wanted. Unlike you, Bucky’s motives seemed personal.

“Your Daddy,” Bucky corrected, “You’ll refer to me that way from now on.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, “You crazy-”

“I won’t punish you here,” Bucky interrupted, collecting the pictures and putting them back into the confidential file, “But when we’re truly alone … I have a feeling you’ll find out.”

He wanted to be loving and caring with her. To make her feel like finally someone, other than Hydra, is looking out for her. Still, he’d have to train the bad behavior out of her.

“Where are we going?”

“America,” He was a man of a few words, you noticed. You were hoping for something a little more specific. If you knew then you could track down some former Hydra bases.

“Where’s my weapon?”

He only chuckled, a smile tugging at his lips.

“Whose plane is this?”

“My friends.”

As you opened your mouth to ask something else, a stewardess approached, carrying a tray in her hand, “Your bourbon, Mr. Barnes,” She set down the alcoholic drink and flashed the woman a thankful smile, “And for you, Ms. Barnes.”

You scowled at her, wondering if she was in on all of this, “I’m not-”

“Thank you, this is her favorite snack. Could you close the curtain for us, doll.”

“How cute,” The stewardess blushed, walking away, “Of course, Mr. Barnes.”

A white curtain was closed, blocking the two of you away from the front of the plane. You looked down at the table to see baby carrots, apple slices, chicken nuggets, and a juice box, “You should eat. We have a lot of time left before we arrive.”

“I’m not a baby,” Bucky took a sip from his glass.

“I’d have to disagree.”

You opened your mouth to argue, but instead, you slouched back in your seat, “There’s a good amount of time left on the flight,” Bucky continued.

“I’m not hungry,” You lied.

Bucky only shrugged, knowing that you were dealing with the battle going on in your mind. You wanted to be taken care of, he knew that, but your conditioning wouldn’t allow you to think that way.

You didn't touch the food, as Bucky expected, even as the flight continued for five hours. You’d experienced worst torture before. This was nothing. You could starve yourself to death if you wanted to but Bucky would just end up force-feeding you.

“Are you sure?” Bucky asked you again.

“I. Don’t. Have. To,” You explained again, though you could feel your bladder was painfully full.

“I won’t look, I promise.”

You shut your eyes tight and shook your head again.

Bucky sighed, standing from his chair, “Let’s get you dressed then, little one. We’re landing soon,” Your eyes widened as he walked to the chairs across from yours, a baby blue backpack sitting in the chair. It had the first initial of your name sewed into the front. He pulled out a pair of floral printed overalls, frilly socks, and pink Converse.

He laid out the blanket that was wrapped around you when you awoke. He undid your seatbelt and your struggling commenced as he lifted you into his arms, setting you down on the blanket, He lifted your legs, sliding on the outfit as you landed futile hits against his back, “If you ate your snacks, you might have more energy,” He was baby-talking you, “Maybe your hits would be more effective, little one.”

Little? You weren’t little. You could kill him if you just … just got your strength back.

He snapped the overalls into place, easily maneuvering your body. Next was the socks and shoes. You were sure you looked like an overgrown barbie doll. He wasn’t finished though as he pulled out another item from the bag. It was blue, leather, and reminded you of a choker. Instead … it had a white binkie built into it. You struggled the most as he forced it into your mouth, locking it around your head. You reached your hand to find the mechanism that closed it but it seemed to be a magnetic lock.

Bucky admired his work, grinning, as he put you back into your seat. The plane’s descent began shortly after that.

No one seemed to mind that a grown man was carrying you, a grown woman, like a child. Bucky thanked the pilot and the stewardess as if he was a totally sane person. Despite you pushing at his chest, he wrapped your legs around him and carried you down the steps of the plane. The gag muffled whatever curses you were spewing at him.

The sun was setting now at the private airport and you looked around for any sign of what state you could be in.

A sleek, black car was parked beside the plane and a blonde woman emerged as you and Bucky made your way to the bottom of the stairs, “You work fast, Barnes,” The woman spoke. She was dressed in a dark pantsuit, her hair straight as a pin. She looked you over, noting how different you looked from all the photos that were in your file.

You turned your head away from her, your cheeks heating up in embarrassment. You mentally cursed, angry at Bucky for putting you in this situation but you were more upset with yourself than anything.

“You have to when you’re starting from scratch,” Bucky answered, seeming to be on relatively good terms with the woman, “You have what I asked for?”

Sharon handed Bucky an envelope, “Sam thinks you’ve lost your mind.”

You felt Bucky shrug, “What’s new?”

Maybe this Sam person would help you escape. Bucky opened the back door to the car, setting you inside and buckling your seatbelt for you. As soon as he closed the door, you started fidgeting with the gag in your mouth that was forcing you to suck on a pacifier.

You were gaining some of your strength back, you could even move your left leg a little, but it wasn’t enough. Bucky was partially right, you probably would be stronger if you’d eaten the food. And now that your bladder was about to explode, you had too many things overwhelming your senses. Bucky got in the passenger seat and soon Sharon was driving them off.

You tuned yourself out of their conversation, deciding you should map out your surroundings. As you sit up to look out the window, you watch for significant landmarks that would mark your location. Your plan was foolproof except for the fact that it seemed you were completely in the middle of nowhere. You passed no cars on the road and, as the airport went out of sight, both sides of the road were covered by evergreens.

That meant you were either in the North West or Bucky had lied about even being in America.

It made your brow furrow. How could he have chosen such a perfect location? You had underestimated him. Clearly, the Winter Soldier used his new resources wisely. If only you had time to get back on your feet after Hydra.

The car pulled up to a two-story cabin, a red truck sitting outside in the driveway.

“Welcome home, Y/N,” You realized that you had zoned out when you felt Bucky undoing your seatbelt. He took you into his arms again and you wrapped your arms around his neck, only for balance.

There wasn’t some big fence or electric wires. It was just a quaint little house.

“I’ll see you soon, Barnes,” Sharon waved her goodbyes, and Bucky watched as the car backed away.

When the car was out of sight, he turned to you, “You’d like Daddy to give you a tour, wouldn’t you?”

You only scowled at him, as much as you could with the gag on. Your baby bag on his back and you strapped to his hip, he carried you inside. As he did, you felt another part of your freedom slipping away.

He carried you around the cozy home, through the living room and dining room, baby-talking you as he explained small items. The walls were a light beige, the floors a dark wood, and there seemed to be bookshelves made into all of the furniture items.

Bucky had brought you into the kitchen which surprisingly had stainless steel appliances. The thought of eating flooded your mind but you pushed it down. Before, you could completely clear the thoughts from your mind. Now, your mind was a mess of conflicting thoughts.

Suddenly, there was a loud bark, causing Bucky to pause before he smiled a bit. He set you down on the counter, your limp legs hanging down, “Wait for Daddy for one moment.”

You didn’t acknowledge his command, only watched him slip out the backdoor connected to the kitchen. As soon as he disappeared, you slowly started to ease yourself off the counter. It was a far jump, one that he probably wasn’t expecting you to attempt.

Your whole lower half was still numb but you felt it as one of your shoes touched the floor. You were relieved, holding onto the counter tightly as you tried the next leg. There was still little feeling but, if you took a moment to practice, maybe you could make it.

“Y/N?” You were so focused on the task that he had startled you. You almost fell but Bucky was there to catch you. In a swift movement, he was holding you as you pressed against the kitchen counter.

You felt tears stinging in your eyes as Bucky looked down. You felt the warmness running down your leg and pooling by your feet, ruining the new outfit he had put you in. You’d been so frightened that ...

You can’t cry.

Weak.

You can’t be weak.

You started to hyperventilate, anger and frustration boiling over.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, angel. It was just an accident,” Bucky spoke soothingly. You couldn’t even look him in the eyes. He knew you wouldn’t be able to hold it in for so long and he should’ve forced you to go earlier. Still, it gave him an excuse to comfort you, “Daddy’s gonna get you all cleaned up, don’t worry.”

Being without hydra had made him weak, you thought, and it looked like the same thing would happen to you.

Let me know if you’d like to read a second part of this story! I know this type of dynamic isn’t for everybody. Check out my master list for more of my dark marvel fics.

update: both chapter 2 and 3 are posted :)

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