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Aypierre just said his mods will ban any idiots in the chat being stupid about the QSMP situation, lmaooo. Absolutely based, get their asses.
#i talk#qsmp talk#I'll be honest. I do not understand the ''Boycott QSMP'' thing#like. if Quackity wasn't doing anything to resolve stuff I'd get it#but. he IS doing stuff#the ccs confirmed he's doing stuff#it feels very much like a:#''Hey we saw you did something wrong and instead of letting you remedy the situation we're going to punish you forever for this.''#''There is no absolution for your sin''#it's frickin weird dude#like don't get me wrong -- I was a freelancer for like... 5 - 7 years?#And I've seen my fair share of awful bosses and terrible power structures + people in power taking advantage of workers#but this just isn't comparable because like I said: Quackity is actually DOING things. He fired the idiots who did stupid stuff#and they're working on doing things for the admins + Egg admins#which once again: was confirmed by the CCs#idk man I just see the whole thing and I'm like ''???'' about it#I think it's just a matter of misinformation + strong emotions + language barriers#plus a side of what I said earlier- ''you made a mistake once which means I get to be an ass to you even if you're trying to fix things''#and in this specific situation that just seems so stupid#advocating for workers rights while getting mad about the owner of the project working on workers rights.#idk man it's mostly Twitter people being stupid but I genuinely almost want to sit down with folks and talk things out#which I will not do because I value my sanity. but I do think a lot of things can be solved with communication#I; however; simply do not have the energy for that#anyhoo that's my two cents and will probably be the last I say on this matter#goodnight y'all I'm EXHAUSTED#For the record even though Q didn't know about what was going on it does suck that it happened#but we can't change the past#not every mistake is fixable or forgivable but this one can be. in my eyes anyways#We'll see how things resolve in the end but it's going in the right direction and that's enough for me to be content for now
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royalarchivist · 5 months
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It's been six months since Forever called Phil "Philza senpai" and got a (virtual) kiss.
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summerslushies · 3 months
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motor city/monster posting simulator
🧠 deadguysincorporated Follow
don't even think about interacting with me if you're a construct of any kind. some of us had to be turned to be considered monsters, you guys had to be built into it smh
#being metal or flesh cobbled together doesn't make you special #it just means that whoever made you took extra steps to make a human😒 #rattle groans #constructs DNI
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🌕 fullmoonmayhem Follow
why are you mad about some people not going through an experience that can be severely traumatizing? that's weird, dude.
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🩷 cybercds Follow
yeah wouldn't it be easier for someone to be a monster at the start rather than going through something horrific?
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🧠 deadguysincorporated Follow
i don't want to hear anything from you. you're a corpse faker.
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🩷 cybercds Follow
HUH???
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🩷 cybercds Follow
NO NO. WTF IS THAT???
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🧠 deadguysincorporated Follow
you're not even fully undead! you have NO business commenting on this.
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🩷 cybercds Follow
i literally come back to life every time i die?? i'd say that counts as being pretty frickin undead LMAOOO
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i went and checked op's blog and their description says they were zombified three months ago.
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🌕 fullmoonmayhem Follow
of course.
#not even the slightest bit surprised by that tbh #i cant even imagine acting like that on TOMBLR of all places
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💀 bonezzz Follow
I swear it's always newer undead pulling this gatekeeping shit. It's so fucking embarrassing, you guys.
#i am so sorry on ops behalf #i doubt they'll apologize but i'm so sorry you guys had to deal with them #i thought we got out of what makes a monster discourse years ago this is ridiculous
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anyone in this thread haunt warehouses
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Things in fo4 I refuse to think about and simply ✨️ignore✨️
that Shaun doesn't age. It literally makes no sense if the Gen 3 synths are more like clones than robots, but whatever stupid fallout Lore
additionally that gen 3 synths can't reproduce. IF THEY ARE CLONES THEIR BASICALLY JUST HUMANS WITH A CHIP IN THEIR BRAIN THAT CONTROLS IT OR AM I MISUNDERSTANDING SYNTHS?
That the institute doesn't do some weird evil science shit to the people they snatch. Come on we all know their capable it's just lazy writing to not have evidence
That Maxson isn't a super detailed character. He had so much potential.... I get leaving some stuff up to fan interpretation, but come on now fans shouldn't have to give the man a personality because the writers wouldn't
That Cait is Irish and Vladim is Russian... it makes no damn sense considering bombs went off 200 years ago and no ones been in or out of the country since...
That the Lucy Maccready married wasn't the same Lucy from little lamplight
That Hancock isn't Fahrenheits father (adopted or otherwise)
That Danse and Curie are technically kinda related to the sole survivor and yet are still romancable (Sole is the parent of Shaun -> Shaun's DNA Created synths hence the title "father" -> Curie and Danse are synths)
That Danse can actually be really frickin dark sometimes (Send em back to hell while shooting at the BOS post BB.... like dude do you not know those people???)
That X6-88 just dosent realize or doesn't care enough to comment on the institute being blown up when like literally every other character does
that you don't evacuate the kids on the prydwen when you blow it up 💔
that you can't bring sparky back to a settlement so you just abandon him (unrelated but my hc is he was the sole survivors lost dog from before the bombs)
That we never find out what happened to Hancock's parents. They sounded so nice what happened to them?
That Danse doesn't have a canonical first name
The whole Nick kellog thing that just never got brought up again
That Irma look so cool if she really is just a background character. I thought she was gonna be way more important
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crabonfire · 10 months
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Oo can I have a platonic hcs of reader just gossiping with any of the mercs?
oh my god.
Platonic! S/O gossiping with Merc.
characters: all mercs 😱😱😱😱
note: hehehehhehhHYahhahaHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHhhahahhhagagagagHaggaHAGHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHhhahahahahahahhahahhHhHahHA A
sorru if some r short! My excuse is cause I'm lazy, or idk what to write for em. (You take a guess for which one is the real one.)
warning: gossip girls tick me off 😡😡😡
♧Scout♧
• It all started one day, Engie was arguing with Heavy about something, and you knew what happened on Engie's side, but you didn't know about Heavy. You asked the other mercs for information but they didn't budge, saying they didn't wanna get involved. But scout approached you, whispering and giggling about what happened, why they argued.
You two really hit it off!
And even after the whole thing went down, you still found yourself gossiping with him after matches about anything interesting you found.
Fortunately for you he did the same!
• Since then on, you guys gossip a lot. Enemy drama, team drama, and sometimes gossip on dumb shit on the newspaper or a celebrity thing.
• "Dude, have you heard about the enemy Pyro? I heard they might be a chick."
"What? Really?"
"Yea, like...I overheard it from one of the janitors."
"Huh. I can see it."
"Really? How? I always thought they were some sorta...weird..alien in a suit."
"Why?"
"...Cause they're frickin' weird and...don't talk."
"That's so rude man, are you saying all aliens are quiet? You don't know them."
"You sayin' you know any?"
"No. But don't say stuff like that. That's so stereotypical."
"FYM STEREOTYPICAL??????"
"IDK DUDE JUST STOP BEING A DICK. The girl thing makes more sense then whatever stupid theory you have."
"Fuck you, I have great theories!"
You scoff, "Me when I lie."
♧Soldier and Demo♧
• if your buddies with Soldier, Demo is gonna be buddy buddy with you.
• Soldier honestly doesn't like to gossip much, but on the rare occasion where he knows something, he's gonna be up at night with you, talking about what he saw and making theories about it.
• Demo likes his cup of gossip now and then, not as big on it as you'd think though, he'd love to know but if it doesn't interest him he won't care.
• Usually Demo and Soldier do their own thing together a bunch, and man have they heard some things.
• They'd both approach you with new gossip, Demo trying not to laugh while Soldier shoves pictures of Scouts naked mother and Spy together in your face, exclaiming that "THEY ARE MAKING LOVE! SCOUT IS NOT A TRUE AMERICAN! HES A FRENCHIE :*("
♧Pyro and Engie♧
• same goes for em, you friends with Pyro your bound to hear shit from Engie.
• It was your first day, you were assigned as a janitor in the base and you were cleaning. Already you would hear all sorts of funny shit that would happen in those walls. Arguing, drama, secrets like how Spy is Scouts dad? Honestly it was a lot to hear in one day but wow.
• You were cleaning the common room, and you didn't notice as you were mopping but somebody had walked in. They were so quiet, you didn't know how with the fact they had a very heavy looking fire retardant suit on. You jumped a bit, laughing to yourself.
"Sorry I didn't see you there."
They replied, but it was muffled by their mask. You blinked, "Oh um, sorry dude I can't really hear you." They continued anyway, muttering muffled "huddas" like you would understand. You didn't.
An awkward silence overcame the room, you decided to break it.
"Hey, you know...I heard while I was cleaning...is it true that there's living...pieces of bread here?"
They nodded, chuckling under the mask remembering the situation about it. You smiled, laughing along. "What? That's crazy. I thought that was a joke. It's my first day and I'm already hearing so much about this place. These walls are NOT thick."
• From that moment, you talked with them in your own way, they'd write their replies on a piece of paper and even tell you some things about the other mercs.
• You two really hit it off, after their matches, if they could find you, they'd slip pieces of paper in your cleaning supplies for you to read on your breaks, and you'd reply by leaving notes under their door.
And as time went on, you had learned to understand them. Now it was much more fun to listen to them actually tell the stories and giggle over gossip.
They LOVE gossiping honestly. Since they are unnoticed usually they can get away with blending in the background to listen to whatever the others talk about.
• Because of your new friendship, Engie respects you for not belittling Pyro, and finds your company to be a nice change to the quiet and sometimes even crude folk he works with.
• "ENGIE YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE WHAT WE HEARD-"
"MMHUDA MMHU-" [WE SAW-]
"Wait I thought I was gonna tell him?"
"Mmmhuh mmhuh, mmhhf mhuh hhhuhd." [Oh yeah, sorry go on."
"NO NO it's okay you do it."
"Mmhuh mmhuh, mmh-" [Okay okay, so-]
Insert the three of you laughing your asses off shittalking the enemy team for dirt you found of them.
"No way, are you two serious?"
"DEAD SERIOUS ENGIE, We literally saw it happen. Pi has photo evidence."
"Mmhh!" [Yeah!] Pyro pulls out the pictures, having a lot more of them than they should. Engie holds them in his hands, pausing before erupting into howling laughter.
"PFFT- OH MY GOD." He exclaims, slapping his thigh as he laughs uncontrollably.
• Engie doesn't hear much gossip, but if he hears gossip about him from you two he's gonna be grumpy for the rest of the day 😭😭😭 so if you hear anybody talking bad about him do not tell him or else he's gonna look like this
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♧Heavy♧
• hates gossiping IM SORRRYYYY
• Will gladly listen to you gossip, but won't say anything, even if he has his own opinions about the situation. Best you'll get out of him is "That's absurd." Or "Haha, that is funny." But he will not say shit on it.
• He likes to listen because it's interesting to him, but he does not like to gossip himself because he finds it rude to gossip. Will not judge you though, you bring him quality stories to laugh and think about. (Plus now he has dirt on those people.)
• BUTTT if you're upset, he'll try to cheer you up by telling you gossip. And the gossip? It's always juicy. Like, "no fucking way" type of juicy. He has so much dirt on the other mercs and so much he knows about them, but he only tells you these things so that you can laugh and smile again. But won't say anything else, just let you theorise.
♧Medic♧
• loves gossiping.
• gossips with Heavy, and his birds.
• sorry idk what to write he's just a silly gossip girl 😋
• though surprisingly, he tends to keep that gossip to himself, and never actually gossips about anything he's unsure of. He thinks it's rude to speak of things that are merely "rumors"
• plus its better if it's proven to be real gossip anyway
• he's an asshole but he has his standards
♧Sniper♧
• Likes his fair share and also knows his fair share of gossip.
• Usually your the one talking, but the reactions you get out of him with the shit you tell him are priceless. Sometimes he laughs so hard he hits the table you two are talking by repeatedly, telling you to "Cut it out" or "No way"
• His gossip is mostly about the team, he doesn't care or know much about the enemy team.
• you two actually got along because of gossip, you two were out on a mission, and to break the boring yet awkward tension, you started to gossip with him, and surprisingly he enjoyed the talk.
• you guys are best friends because of this honestly, like Heavy, he likes to cheer you up by telling you some "hot goss" you cringe a little whenever he says that but he just wants to make you happy again.
• honestly idk how else to make this long, he's gossips, but not an insane amount
♧Spy♧
• never gossip but knows EVERYTHING 😭
• very rarely gossips with anybody, but he simply tells you very...subtle details about a certain thing, leaving you curious and wondering about what it's about / who's involved.
• he only actually gossips with you if it's late at night, everyone is asleep, he's in his smoking room having drunk a couple glasses of wine here and there, and maybe then he'll do it.
But it's a rare occasion.
Still, it's always fun for him to hear your thoughts on it. He simply listens to you, smiling here and there and rolling his eyes at your quips.
• he doesn't really gossip? more like...just...insult the person you two are talking about. he gets a kick out of it, especially when you make such funny jokes about the situation.
• yeah u guys r kinda mean 😭😭😭😭
anyways hope yall enjoyed woo (can you tell engie's text is always the longest in every one of these nevause he's my favourite? Yeah I do it on purpose.)
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daphnebowen · 4 months
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percy jackson and the olympians tv show episode 2 thoughts
again, just copying my original thoughts from last week 😭😭 lots of rambling, screaming, and general freaking out ahead!
Literally the whole first part of the episode I was sitting on the edge of my seat wondering “is annabeth going to say it? is she going to say percabeth’s iconic line?? I will be so incredibly disappointed if she doesn’t” and then SHE SAID IT SHE SAID IT OMG I LOVE HER and Percy’s reaction lol “huh?”
dude Dionysus is actually perfect “PETER JOHNSON IS HERE” man I am so looking forward to all of their banter
uhhh not me saying chiron’s name wrong for five plus years now and only now finding out it’s KYron and not CHEEron *sobs*
the whole thing with mr d saying he’s Percy’s dad was so funny I was cackling the whole time lol and not Percy ACTUALLY believing him and then Chiron shows up and it’s like “uh wait a minute hold on”
okay it is totally weird realizing that none of these people know who Percy’s dad is or what he can do but everyone watching (or mostly everyone I’ll say) does UGH I FEEL OLD
the music growing scarier as Luke approaches ACK FORESHADOWING he’s kinda cute tho I love his hair
i absolute adore how they made Percy mad about the injustice of the unclaimed at this young age not just as a fifteen year old and I freaking LOVE that for him
Clarisse is amazing, perfect, and gorgeous in every single way
DEMIGOD IN A WHEELCHAIR ALERT 🚨
“is there a greek god of disappointment? maybe someone should ask him if he’s missing a kid” dude I feel bad but the way I lost my mind - walker’s comedic timing and inflection was on point
AND THE FACT THIS GUY HAS AN ANSWER BAHAHAH
OMG WAIT THATS CHRIS AS IN… CHRIS CHRIS??? CLARISSE’S CHRIS??? CHRISTOPHER FREAKING RODRIGUEZ?? AHHHHH
percy is breaking my heart bro praying to his momma and everything it’s ok honey
YES THE BATHROOM SCENE that was lowkey kind of anticlimactic…
ANNABETH YAY
the fact that she just calmly admitted she’s stalking Percy and he’s just like “okay” onto the next thing lmao
was it just me pronouncing Thalia’s name like TAlka and not THAlia like how it’s spelled *sobs* I am really bad at this apparently
luke is making it really hard for me to remember he’s a bad guy, he’s so charming and sweet!
YES CAPTURE THE FRICKIN FLAG LESGOOOO
”sunshine” IS SO CUTE I CANT IM FANGIRLING Annabeth is everything I ever imagined her to be
NOT PERCY FLOSSING OH MY
AND SINGING ROBIN HOOD AND LITTLE JOHN RUNNIN THRU THE FOREST OR WTV HES PERFECT I CANT
percys battle instincts are JAW DROPPING that fight scene was perfect
dude that claiming! Honestly didn’t picture the trident being so big but I think it kind of fits, bc how else is everyone 20 feet away gonna see it?
percy being so confuzzled when Mr d tells him he stole the master bolt is so funny “wHaT?!”
WHERE IS THE ORACLE BRUH
final thoughts: okay, that episode was PHENOMENAL! Camp half blood is absolutely gorgeous, the capture the flag scenes were perfect. Walker is crushing it as Percy and that was genius casting and I will say that till the day I die. I cannot wait for the third episode! my only complaint is, where’s the Oracle?? I genuinely want to hear the prophecy! because if she’s not here now then how’s Rachel gonna become the next oracle? I will hyperventilate bc perachel was so good for percabeth’s growth hahaha. I really really hope she’s in the next episode! I guess we’ll see!
haha thanks for reading my chaotic notes
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On a Tuesday afternoon, Steve announces, with no drama at all, "I'm going to kill myself."
Dustin spins around to face him so cartoonishly fast that Steve kind of expects a Looney Tunes-style sound effect to follow. "What? Don't say that," he says, voice pitching up high like it gets. "Don't say that!"
Somewhere to their left from the tucked-in, cozy depth of the Henderson's new kitchen, Steve hears the echo of Lucas's laugh.
Lucas gets him.
Steve turns, hair flopping, and screws his face up at the world's saddest baby cow impressionist standing above him. He's lying on the floor of their carpeted lounge, lazing like a cat in a sunbeam. Man, Mews 2 has it all figured out, if you think about it.
He can't remember what the invitation was originally headlined as – like most days lately, they kind of just want to make excuses to hang around each other and cling on like little freaky leeches and the starring act tends to be whatever bullshit they manage to get up to in the meantime. It’s in that codependent way that he hopes is endearing, and a healthy coping mechanism of solidifying bonds and not, like, weird. Dustin was like, "come over, you graduated a Scoops alum, we can make sick sundaes!" but they've just been lying around (literally!) waiting for that little unreliable shit second-act Wheeler to turn up with the supplies he said he would totally have covered, totally!
"Sorry, bud," he says and laughs like ah, what can you do? "I know you see me as like a– like, some sort of an older sister slash, ah, father figure, and this will be hard for you–"
Dustin moves to kick him, going right for his softest bits. "Hey!" Steve yelps, jolting away instinctively, ending up rolling around on the carpet. "You're such a bully!"
"Dickhead!" Dustin argues, "You're a dickhead!"
He's really getting out of control. "Be nice to me!" Steve whines and presses his face into the scratchy rug he landed on. He can feel the vibrating scrape-scrape of Dustin's shoes tapping around his head. "You gotta be nice to me. This isn't how you should be responding to someone who's trying to open up, you know, mentally–"
"Mentally?" Dustin cries over him. "You'd need a goddamn brain!"
Steve cracks an eye open. "You're a little fucker," he says like it's a compliment. "You want me to come up there? That window is pretty close, you know. And you're a little guy," he pinches his fingers together with a little impish squint of his eye.
"Cliché! Gonna throw me out the window, you goon? Or what, is it assisted suicide now?" Dustin blusters and scoffs, but he shrieks when Steve hauls himself up using the window ledge. Steve gives him a look like hey, c'mon, because hey, c'mon, tells him, "That's just straight up murder, dude."
Dustin huffs, hands on his hips, and there’s a little phantom tap on Steve's shoulder pointing out his sudden similarity to Mrs Henderson, which: cute.
"Ah, look, I'm just messing around with ya," Steve apologises, hand settling on the ledge and leaning back. "It's not a big deal. I get job rejections all the time. Worse comes to worst... we can set up a lemonade stand or some shit. Or like, walk dogs." He swirls his wrist around nebulously.
"You don't like dogs," Dustin argues.
Steve grins. "I put up with Munson, don't I?"
Dustin gasps, then laughs, then gasps again like he can't believe he betrayed his little friend. Or like, his big friend. Whatever. "You have something dark and twisted in your mind," he tells Steve solemnly, and Steve cackles. "And you're a– a little B-word, because you don't want to look for jobs without Robin holding your hand. Ha! Or, actually, your," Dustin looks around conspiratorially at exactly no one, then mouths: "Dick!"
Steve stares at him. Huh. Well, ew. "B-word? You mean, like... bitch?" he whispers, mocking, then pulls up. "Also, ew."
"What do you mean ew?!" Dustin exclaims, throwing his arms up. "Dude! Robin's a totally rockin' babe! Also, yes, the frickin' B-word. I respect women now, man."
"Wh– now?" Steve laughs out, shaking his head. "Like you didn't before? Also, don't look at me like that! It's ew because I don't want you talking about that stuff! It's gross!" He makes a little eurgh gesture as he says it.
"Also, are you fifty? Who says rockin'?" he goes on, sneering a little on the edge of too meanly. "I can't be the only one seeing the irony here that you just totally disrespected a woman, like, just now. Like not even a second ago!"
Dustin pulls a face at him, 'cause Steve's the one being unreasonable. "Robin's not a woman, Steve. She's a beautiful creature-girl starving among the toxic, governmental backwash fuelled, boot-licking sheeple we call Americans. And she doesn't say the B-word either."
This kid. Also, not even true – he's pretty sure Robin was the one who kept writing "bitch boy" on his fifth-draft resumé under "life skills". That or like, the librarian Hopper hopped on is mean as hell in a super unexpectedly wounding and targeting way.
"Munson is teaching you bad words! Naughty, naughty fucking words!" Steve yelps, feeling weirdly like he’s being a grass or something. "What happened to being American heroes, huh?" The question, with a voice rasping like a drowned man, is directed to the slowly spinning ceiling fan.
Dustin grumbles something nasty that's definitely naughtier and definitely another tried and true Eddie-ism in the syllable count alone. Steve ignores him bravely, flopping down onto the couch and stirring up the same sort of warm perfumey smell Mrs Henderson favours. He slides down 'til he's comfy and crumpled up. Mews 2, who up until now was dozing on the knit-cover cushion, is in dire need of being scooped into his arms and held like a wittle baby.
"Anyway," Steve sighs. "Enough with the Robin stuff. There is no Robin stuff, I told you. It's just hard to find part-time hours right now, ever since, y'know."
"Y'know," Dustin repeats solemnly, nodding. He rocks back and forth on his heels, making the red afternoon sunbeam coming through the window shift and flick across the room. Steve shoves his face into the cat's fat little belly, sighing through fur and domestic cushion smell.
"Maybe I can sling ice cream again," he suggests, muffled, "It's not that hard. Actually, it's not hard at all." He lifts his head, scrunching his nose up. "And I probably don't have to wear a dumb little outfit at, like, Dairy Queen."
In the kitchen, Lucas drops something that skitters around in a way that can’t be good for the new French tile. He doesn't know what they're cooking in there, exactly, but through hearing Lucas knocking about like he's tripping on dustbunnies (like his Grandpa Otis would say, 'cause old people are always just inventing crazy shit to say) he can deduce it's something messy and/or gnarly. He also knows Max is nursing some sort of herbal tea because of the five-minute argument over, like, the amount of sugar she takes he listened to unashamedly before. Totally not the dramatic teen drama sesh he thought it’d be when he initially tuned in, though.
The drawers have ceased crashing open and shut in that grating, teenaged way – ambient noise for the single mothers and Adderall-soaked babysitters of the world – so he assumes whatever culinary delight it is is wrapping up.
He thinks to himself, with a fond little tug at his dumb bleeding heart, that Lucas has known how Max likes her fancy Californian tea for years now. He’s just like, like that.
In his peripheral, Dustin beams and crashes down next to him – hey – and tells him: "I loved your little outfit. Everyone loved your little outfit. The little outfit made the job. It was... cute! And, you were totally kickass and beat the shit out of a Soviet guard in that outfit!"
"Yeah," Steve suffers out. "It was pretty awesome. But I think I got zero play for a reason. And I'm all game!"
That uniform rode up like crazy, too, and not even in the kind of like, coy and coquettishly sexy way that he’d like to believe he could pull off if given the chance. He always felt like one, too-quick popping of a squat to grab another weird sticky bag of caramel topping from the storage closet would split the seam hole to pole. (Hole to hole?). Plus, according to the magazine he read forty minutes ago on the floor of Robin’s bedroom, that shade of blue so didn’t go with his skin tone. He’s an Autumn.
"Well, you'd have to wear a dumb hat again at DQ," Dustin points out, because he hates him. "And, gross. Don't gross me then– then gross yourself."
Steve carefully flattens Mews 2's ears down with his palms, then exclaims, "That hat!" He groans. "Gag me with a spoon, I think I really would kill myself if anyone saw me in that thing again. All I was missing is a fruity little lollipop."
He sees Dustin's eyebrows rise and the way he repeats fruity to himself quietly. "You are getting way more homophobic lately, Steve. And you're a misogynist," he declares, all puffed up.
What!
"What!" Steve splutters. "I'm not misogynist! I love women. And girls. All women, and girls, and ladies a-and moms. I love your mom! Okay– sorry. I got flustered."
He rubs the bridge of his nose with pinched fingers. "Also, I meant, like, fruity like strawberries and cream, not, like, a strawberry with, y'know... cream," He adds coyly with a little eyebrow wiggle.
Dustin sits there for a moment, then goes a little red and starts laughing, which makes Steve feel, like, nice. It's always a little thrilling when he can actually get any of these kids to laugh, for some reason.
"Shut up! This is what I'm talking about!" Dustin complains.
Steve turns his head, hiding the slip of his smile in the couch he's pillowed into. "I'm not homophobic, man," he tells him, trying to really show he's earnest through tone alone. Honestly, the very la-a-st thing he needs is Henderson actually believing this in one way or another, if not for his own lavender coated, closeted well-being then for the integrity of their weird little friendship. "You know that. If you ever catch me being actually homophobic you're allowed to fucking, I dunno, just kill me dead. Outsource it to Nancy or something. Or, hey, Mike!" he says, bringing his head up with his aha! moment accompanied by a click of his fingers.
"Mike?" Dustin repeats, acting out one of his exaggerated jeez, this fucking guy! routines, flapping his arms around like crazy. "First of all, if I was outsourcing your murder – which I can't buh-lieve this conversation has come back to, by the way – Mike would be last on my list."
Well that’s a little mean, maybe. Steve looks him up and down and decides to really ham up his disbelief. He clutches Mews to his chest all dramatic, like a fuzzy pearl necklace. "Why? Because you wanna murk me yourself? You're sick, dude!" he says.
"No!" Dustin shoves him, and Steve repeats, "si-i-ick!" until he shoves him again.
"I could never assassinate you, Steve. We're brothers in arms. You'd have to, like, be really evil. And even then, it'd have to be really evil stuff. No, I've thought about this," – and he ignores Steve, going up three octaves, You've thought about this?! – "You're forgetting we actually know a superpowered death weapon who can explode your mind into goo in like, uh, a nanosecond. But, well, El likes you too much…" He clicks his tongue like, darn.
This is kind of news to Steve. He's always gotten the impression that El, while cute as a button and much like some sort of fucked up amalgamation of this adorable, curly-headed baby deer and velociraptor, didn't think of him in any sort of particular way. But maybe he's always been too busy feeling that weird mix of genuine fear and genuine aw whenever he's around her to really focus on like, the dynamics.
Dustin is saying, "I don't know if Robin would do it, but she probably knows you the best so she'd be able to figure out the perfect way. And she'd be really nice about it, too, because of your big, freaky bond. But that wouldn't stop her," he book-ends, nodding sadly.
"It wouldn't," Steve says with a sappy smile. He loves her, not that he'd ever admit that outside of his like, car. She'd probably lace his favourite drink with something, then freak out that he wouldn't feel like peach-flavoured iced tea that day, and end up lacing his whole fridge. Then it wouldn't even be poison, it'd just be like, sleeping pills, and she'd just put a pillow over his head. Slit his throat with a freshly plucked thorn from a rose, or something. Or, maybe she'd just go super-crazy-murder and cut him up like the fancy cheese her mom likes.
"Mike could snag a piece from Nance's stash," Steve suggests, to attempt to derail where he knows this is going, and because he kind of believes this, really. The ka-chik finger gun gesture he does stops Dustin from talking about whatever he was saying about Max throwing his body in the quarry "like, for the irony" just to shriek until his voice cracked.
"Why are you so caught up on Mike?" Dustin slaps his hands down. "Mike would shit his pants!"
"He's got hidden depths," Steve protests, feeling weirdly protective now. It's not Mike's fault he's sixteen or whatever. Plus, he's got a shit dad, too. Steve likes Mike. "He's loyal," he nods, like he's convincing himself now, gesturing with a closed fist, thumb folded like a politician would. "If someone needed to take me out, he wouldn't want anyone else to get blood on their hands. He thinks about that stuff!"
Dustin's got his face smooshed in his hands, but he's sunk down into the couch alongside him by now, pressed against his side. Steve's warm at every angle, sandwiched between a boy and his cat. "He wouldn't do it. He's squeamish. He'd only do something like that for, well, Will, probably?" And that's a little interesting. "No, no, Mike wouldn't do it. But Eddie would."
"Munson?" Steve gapes. "No way, man! It took two months to clear his name for a murder he didn't even do! And that was with grodie government guy help, too!"
Dustin waves him off. "No, listen. Listen! The aftermath isn't in play here, okay? Eddie would kill you so-o-o good, no questions asked. He's got the means, he'd have the motive, he's bigger than you–"
"Oh, get real, you know that's a lie!"
"– he's scrappy, and! He'd like it." Dustin finishes, leaning in and slapping it down like a period on a sentence, and something fizzy oozes around Steve's insides, and, uh. Suddenly he remembers the way, last Fall, that a shattered beer bottle was held to his neck instead of "hello," and now he’s a little on edge, he thinks. Is it being on edge when you’re like flushed and squirmy? And scared? But like, nervous-scared? Like, why does the thought of Eddie not liking him make him want to throw his guts up?
Steve clears his throat. (Is it like butterflies? Or something?) "Okay, you're crazy," he says. "Are you saying Munson hates me, now? Or is this some sort of, like, my dad can fight your dad thing?”
Dustin flushes and says no emphatically, but Steve doesn't fully believe him. "I'm not saying he hates you. I'm just saying he's your best bet. And that he'd think it was super punk rock. It's like, y'know, cemeteries. He'd turn your skull into a bowl or something."
"What do you mean it's like cemeteries?! Also, that's not even punk, it's like, goth," Steve corrects, a little too quick to not be suspicious, but barely thinking about it all the same. "Plus, you're saying he doesn't hate me, but now you're actually making me feel worse about it. Munson doesn't hate me! He likes me!" Steve's eyes widen, a little comically, and now his heart picks up oddly, and he looks into Dustin's eyes like the man starved for validation he is. "Wait, Dusty. Eddie likes me, right? Right?"
Dustin's smile turns strained and ends kind of serial-killery, which fits the conversation but doesn't pan out well for Steve, predictably. "Um," he starts, slowly, and carefully says, "Okay, you seem to be freaking out. Don't freak out."
"What do you mean, don't freak out!" Steve picks at it, feeling totally justified here – he's been hysterical before, he feels pretty entitled to screaming and crying in response to the occasional state of the world that seems to try to eat him as the worst bi-annual event ever, and he feels this is almost tantamount to that. Almost. And he’s nervous! "You just told me Eddie Munson actually wants to knife me!"
"That's not what I said," Dustin protests quickly, placing a hand on his shoulder, soothing, and tells him, all smiles, "I said he'd be happy if he had to."
"I thought we were friends!" Steve whines. "I gave him an apple last week and he said thank you, that's significant! It's friends! We're totally friends!"
Dustin says, "Steve, Eddie's allergic to apples," in that obnoxious tone of his, and the last of Steve's sanity is smothered in its sleep.
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steven1123x · 1 month
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Steven Universe: The tragic Gem
Greg and Steven were in his father's van being driven by Steven in Las Vegas when they ended up in an accident due to a series of events.
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Accidents happen all the time, right? But this accident almost got them killed.
Steven Quartz Universe slowly opened his eyes, he saw that the road was in front of him and the roof of his father's van. Could they be upside down?
Steven looked out the driver's side window.
You answered your question, Universe. Congratulations….
Steven looked to his right, the man sitting in the passenger seat was in worse shape than he was. Granted Steven was half ailen but it still hurt like heck!
He tried to undo the seatbelt. he pressed the red release button, but it wouldn't click off.
Steven mentally groaned. Great, me and dad are stuck here!
Steven took his phone out of his pocket to find the shattered screen.
What ELSE could go wrong?
He and his dad were taking a road trip out of Delaware. No big deal, but this…
This was bad…. Real bad.
Pearl was going to kill him.
Steven and his dad had gotten into a fight before the accident, this was all his fault… If he wouldn't be driving, they wouldn't be in this mess. And worse of all.
He yelled at Greg.
He wanted to live a normal life and have some ground. But he'd realized that was boring.
Steven saw glass on the road, the windows were shattered from the crash. He — not realizing it, had the steering wheel on his lap. He threw it out and dragged himself out of the window, Steven dragged himself up and ran to the passenger's side. Steven got the seatbelt that kept his father safe, he dragged him out of the van, he almost wanted to throw up at the sight of him.
He had cuts along his face. Steven needed to call the ambulance. But his phone was fried. He needed to think of something fast. He couldn't take him to the hospital. It was too far, they were not in Delaware, they were in Nevada!
Frickin Nevada!
Steven had an idea in mind, He thought this was weird, but. He had to to save him. He licks his hand and puts it on his face. Maybe his healing spit could work. If this doesn't work…. No, Steven, you have your mom's powers! it worked before. It worked on Connie and every gem that was cracked.
He looked at his father once more. he thought…. No, don't say that, your dad won't be mad about the van! Pearl fixes it for him all the time, and he had his van destroyed multiple times, despite all of that. he had it repaired a bunch of times also.
Steven shook away all the bad stuff from his head, licked his hand, and touched his father's cheek.
Please… Let this work…. He thought to himself, Steven saw his eyes twitch a little bit, then open.
Oh, thank the stars! he sighed in relief as Greg sat up and held his head.
"W-What happened?" Greg asked weakly.
"I…. I-" The half-gem tried to talk, but he couldn't. he kept on looking at his hands.
Greg looked at his son for a few seconds, Steven still looked down at his hands, he could tell he still looked shaken up about the whole thing.
"Dude…" Greg said, looking over at the Half-Gem boy. Steven looked at his father and nodded, not saying a word. His heart was still beating out of his chest from the crash. Greg scooted next to the boy. "You alright, Schtu-ball?"
"Bro. how do you think I'm doing? I CRASHED YOUR VAN!"
Greg just smiled and patted his son's shoulder. "So?" That was all Greg said.
Seriously? that's all he has to say? Steven knows that it takes a lot to make his father mad, and he is thankful but… Oh who is he kidding? Normal life is boring to him, and being a normal parent — to him is cliche.
"Steven… I know you're going through stuff, but I can get the van fixed. I'll call a tow truck and we can get a motel. Alright?" his father said. Steven nods and gets up. Steven helped him up. they saw headlights.
"Hey! We need help!" Steven said waving his hands in the air. The driver stopped, he drove an old white beat-up Toyota Camry. The person opened the window, and they saw a mature gentleman with a white beard, wearing a plaid shirt. He is standing in a park and appears to be enjoying his surroundings. The man has a friendly expression on his face and is sitting in the car's driver's seat.
"How can I help you guys?" he smiles.
"We got into an accident, and my van is totaled, do you have a phone so I can call a tow truck?" the older man smiled and then pulled out a small silver Razor flip phone. "You can use my phone."
Steven looked down at his sneakers, how could he have been so dumb? if he didn't get angry and his power let him become unstable, this wouldn't happen!
Stupid diamond powers.
Greg finished talking with a tow truck company and he gave the older man his phone back.
"Thank you so much for your help."
"Why won't you stay with me and my wife until your van gets fixed?" he asked.
"Oh, no, no, we wouldn't want to be in any trouble."
"I insist, my wife and I would love to have you guys over."
Steven and Greg both went into the man's car after the tow truck arrived and took Greg's van to the nearest repair shop. Steven closed his eyes as Greg and the older man were talking to each other.
"So, what's your name?" the older man smiled.
"Greg Universe, and that's my son, Steven."
Yeah…But our last name is a LIE!
"Ah." the older man said, while he drove. "My name is Charlie."
"Nice to meet you, Charlie." Greg smiled and shook the man's hand, as he stopped at a red light. Steven sighed and closed his eyes in the backseat, he mentally felt his phone vibrating in his pocket, he could imagine Pearl texting him to pick it up.
He lifted his right leg and crossed it over his left. He looked at his hands again and clenched them. Greg looked.
"Hey, you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine."
Greg nods and they drive to the Man's house who lives in Jasper.
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Charlie stopped his Toyota in front of a home, it was a nice, small house.
The house is a single-family home with a large garage and a two-story design. The exterior is painted gray, and it has a white front door that leads to the inside. The house is situated on a corner lot, providing ample space for parking and outdoor activities. The home features a large window on the second floor, which allows natural light to fill the interior of it.
"Let's go," he says, the three of them went into the house, They smelled something good. "What's that smell?" Steven asked.
"Oh, my wife is making tacos," Charlie said.
"Charlie, are you home?" The elderly woman asks.
"I am home, Grace," he said. Grace walks out of the kitchen with a towel in her hands. An older African American woman with a gray afro hairstyle, wearing a black and white striped top. She has a friendly and confident expression on her face. Her eyes are looking directly at the two new people that were in their home as she smiles.
"Well, who are they?" she asked kindly.
"Grace, this is Greg and Steven Universe, I saw that they had been in an accident. So I helped them."
"Oh, are they going to stay for dinner?" she asked
"Yes," Greg said, Steven felt visibly uncomfortable, but surprisingly at home here.
Steven and Greg both sat at the table.
"So, Steven," Grace said, grabbing a taco. "What do you do, dear?"
"I run a school for Gems, they learn how to live together peacefully," he told them. Greg nodded, he still didn't understand this stuff eight years later.
"Oh, that's nice, dear." she smiled from ear to ear. Steven smiled also
"What do you do Greg?"
"Me? I run a car wash by the beach." The older couple looked confused. "A car wash on the beach? wouldn't your car get dirty again?"
Greg smiled and chuckled. "It's not on the beach, it's a little community called Beach City Delaware, think of it like Santa Monica Pier or Hollywood Beach, Florida."
"Oh, alright." he smiled.
Greg and Steven were now helping the elderly couple with the dishes. Steven was washing the cups as Greg and the couple were talking. He tuned them out, he didn't have his phone or earbuds to tune them out, so Steven had to make do with what he had.
"Steven?" Greg asked, Steven looked at him.
"Yeah, what's up?"
"You okay?" he nods he wasn't paying attention, he got water on his shirt, but he was drenched.
"Oh, dear! let me wash that for you." Grace said. Steven felt uncomfortable taking off his shirt in front of people he didn't know, he went to the bathroom took off his shirt, and handed it to her.
"Hey, Dad? do you have an extra shirt in the—?" he suddenly remembered that the van was totaled, and it was his fault.
It was his fault that they were in this mess.
Steven leaned on the bathroom sink, looking at his reflection for a few minutes then sighing.
Stars… He sometimes wished that he was never born. So this wouldn't happen to him.
This was dumb.
Steven walked out of the bathroom, still uncomfortable without his shirt and his gem exposed. He tried to ignore it, and then Grace smiled and walked out. "Oh, I set up your room for you."
Steven walked inside without saying a word and locked the door, he put his back to the door and put his hands on his face.
He then laid down on the bed, closed his eyes, looked out the window, and sighed
What would my life look like if I wasn't half-gem?
Steven had never had that thought before in his life. But, he truly wondered, would Rose be here? yes. Would he be able to go to school? yes. would he be able to have more friends except Connie, the Crystal Gems, and the Cool Kids?
Yes.
He was grateful for his girlfriend, but she was going to college two years after she'd graduated high school.
And he doesn't have that….
But, what he does is have the support of his family and friends who helped him through this difficult time in his life.
Steven took off his jeans, got under the covers, and went to sleep.
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It was the next day, that Steven got up with a knock on the door. His father stood there with a smile on his face.
"Hey, Schtu-ball. There's breakfast downstairs if you want to come."
"Hey, Dad? can you ask Grace if my shirt is dry?"
"Sure," he said, Steven closed the door and slipped on his pants.
Greg walked back to the room with his black star t-shirt in his hands.
"Here."
"Thanks," he said, putting it on his body, his shirt came out of the dryer so it was warm.
"Mmmm. Warm," he said. Greg smiles and they both walk downstairs for breakfast.
"Oh, Steven! how'd you sleep?" Grace asked.
"Okay." he smiled as he sat down and grabbed a few French toast sticks.
"Thank you so much for helping us." Greg aided in shaking their hands, Steven shook their hands as well. Charlie was taking them to the repair shop so they could get Greg's van and go back home. When they got there, Charlie, Greg, and Steven all were next to the van.
"Again, thank you so much for your kindness and hospitality, Charlie." Greg smiled, and Steven smiled as well as he opened the door to his father's van. Greg went into the van too and started it up. they waved goodbye and drove back to Beach City.
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A/N: Hi guys! I'm back with a new Steven Universe fanfiction. I hope you guys like it!
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raccoonfallsharder · 9 months
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headcanon 4
after five years of being each others' only family, when rocket sees nebula (2014) arrive on the quantum platform, he can tell something is off. sure, the luphomoid doesn't broadcast her thoughts the way other people do (especially these frickin' terrans) but he's developed the ability to pick up on the nuances of her body language and expressions. the other avengers are freaking out about nat (and yeah, sure, it's sad, but he and nebs never made gamora's death and all their collective loss in the snap anyone else's problem, did they?) but rocket notices that the tension in nebula's body is different from what he's used to. he knows nebula's i am excited to fight tension, her i am irritable and cranky today tension, her i didn't know i could miss anything but i miss my sister tension, her my implants are causing me pain tension. but this tension is different from all the others. right now, she reminds him of the nebula he'd met on ego: all bundled-up hostility and electric resentment, without a frickin' friend in the galaxy.
he makes a face at her. someone else in the circle might think it's some kind of weird "animal" expression - eyebrows raised, lips grimacing, ears forward-facing and attentive - but nebs knows what it means. it's a face that says dude, are you okay? what the fuck happened out there? you're actin frickin weird. nebula doesn't even blink at him, doesn't even look at him. doesn't seem to recognize him at all.
the other avengers argue out their grief, leaving the platform without a second look to move their mourning to the lakeside. nebs takes her cue from them and disappears, and rocket's like, something's wrong with blue. gotta make sure she's okay. she's his only crew, after all.
stark calls out from the lab. "i'm adding the stones to the gauntlet," he tells rocket. “i could use you and banner there as our other two resident geniuses. just to make sure nothing goes wrong." what the fuck is rocket gonna do if something goes wrong? it's a stupid request. his eyes trail the path nebula took when she left the platform. "pretty sure you science bros can handle it without me," rocket says, turning to follow her.
"you're the one who pointed out i'm only a genius on earth," stark reminds him. "c'mon, pom poko. go get banner and let's do this."
"apparently you're also only funny on earth, 'cause i don't get that reference," rocket says, rolling his eyes. but he grimaces, and reluctantly redirects his feet so he can retrieve banner from the edge of the lake.
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veggiefritters · 10 days
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Asking some cool people I like this so rank all dialtown dateables from best to worst (including norm)
Randal Jade. Pathetic. Dampened. Has the emotional and physical strength of a plastic fork. A classic. He's just so... Randy, y'know. Definitely a fella! Anyway, I'd kiss his phone head and take him on an expensive date (to the hospital, dude needs serious help).
(but only just) Karen Dunn. Honestly I love her so much, and I genuinely don't know if I like her or Randy better. She's friend shaped, y'know? And she likes horses, which is frickin awesome. She's real for that.
Oliver Swift. Is it controversial to put him at three? The top three, it's genuinely hard to order them. Anyway, love Oliver. His weird monster-fucking stuff is really funny to me and relateable. I do like his route a lot, because it has Mr Dickens and I want to be adopted by Mr Dickens. Oliver speaks in a way that tickles my brain just right. He will forever sound like Ranboo to me, because that's where I first came across Dialtown.
Sgt. Norm Allen. He has a gun and I think that's cool. Otherwise he's just Norm. I mean, the flesh-head thing's pretty cool too, but since we don't get to see it I have little thoughts on the matter. Also, why is he piss-yellow...?
Narrator. It's funny, that's really all. I do not like the sprite, but I can look beyond, uh, looks. Buff men are not my thing. I do like how obviously sick of Gingi's shit he is. Just generally.
Bigfoot. Ape. Not really my type, sorry. Cool route though, I'd love to domesticate a cryptid but I'm thinking more Mothman, because Mothman is objectively cool. Dude, imagine having a pet Drop Bear (they're real guys, I seen them).
I didn't include Roger because their route isn't out yet, but he'd be at LEAST #2.
Sorry if you were after a short list, I got carried away...
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For the love of god why can't people just be normal about things
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demonsfate · 13 days
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canon questionare meme: #5, 6, 7, 8
canon questionnaire // accepting . . .
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5. What’s the best thing about the fandom?
Uhhhh... hard one to answer 'cos I don't really engage in the fandom often lol. I think on my main blog, I follow only one (1) other Tekken blog. I guess I really like the fan content - especially the cosmetic mods for Tek8, and the fanart. Good stuff! Though, I guess I will say that the fandom peeps that follow me are also very awesome. I used to argue with a lotta ppl on the sub reddit, but the ppl here are understanding and epic. The Jin Support Club ✊
6. What’s the worst thing about the fandom?
A lot lol. I guess the worst thing is just ... the way a lotta fans criticize Jin. I swear, a lotta my arguments on Reddit was just concerning Jin's character because people either don't understand him (SO MANY were saying he "cared for nobody" prior Tek8's release) or they just bring up Tekken 6. What is so frustrating about the latter is that say, let's look at another fandom - as bad as ppl wanna say the Star Wars fandom is, they understand when a character's actions are uncharacteristic and when to reject this. Like almost the ENTIRE FANDOM can agree that Luke was written terribly out of character in The Last Jedi, and they can agree that the dude trying to redeem his father wouldn't try to kill his nephew because of "bad dreams". Hardly anybody argues about that or tries to insist on Luke being a Bad Jedi because of his actions in Last Jedi. In fact, most people still fondly look at Luke because they think of the first three movies he was in. YET, with the Tekken fandom... the fandom is just INCAPABLE of doing this and it's really weird. It's almost as if they see these characters as real lol. Like whereas the majority of Star Wars fans won't bring up Last Jedi when discussing Luke's character, the majority of the Tekken fandom WILL bring up Tekken 6 when discussing Jin's. Like you can't even fondly talk about Jin without sb saying "BUT THE WAR! ☝️🤓" Like even when you DO point out it's bad writing, they'll say "well he still did it! we can't ignore it! 😊" Maybe not entirely but... you can still acknowledge the writing goes against Jin's character, and it's something his character wouldn't have done if he remained in character with competent writers / no director meddling.
7. What’s the best thing about the canon you are writing?
Hmm... is this pertaining to Jin only, or the lore as a whole? Idk really how to answer this because I've already discussed how much I love Jin and why I love him. I'd say I found the devil gene concept extremely interesting, more interesting than the other "evil" curses fighting games do. Buuuut... the devil genes been totally whacked up by retcons, I'm not sure if I can say that either. The prob is, Tekken canon is so frickin LOOSE, it's hard to even pick a favorite thing about it haha. Like I say somethin and it's like "ooh... that's no longer canon..." Even when I talk about Jin's portrayal, it's like "ooh... yeah... but that was ruined momentarily..." Other than what I said when talking about why I started writing Jin, I dunno how to answer this one!! Maybe I'll go back to this when I come up with somethin'... I feel kinda awkward now. xD But LIKE, I love the Tekken story. But I already stated how I like the cast, why I love Jin, the game's fun. And... yeah!
8. What’s the worst thing about the canon you are writing?
The inconsistencies. Like I understand some retcons, especially if they're really needed. But like... Tekken does retcons EVERY game it seems, and then they're just... stuff that didn't need to be retconned in the first place. I've already went into great detail about how sloppy and confusing the devil gene lore is. But like here's another example - this is a minor and UNNECESSARY retcon. It was Lee who fixed up Alisa and gave her her freedom or whatever. But in her TK8 bio, it says it was Dr. B / her father...? What? Like I get that they maybe wanted Alisa to bond more with her father / creator. But like... couldn't they do that in another way? People say this is minor, but the problem is when the game is filled with many retcons - then when ppl are trying to learn about the lore, ppl are gonna get several different answers. "Lee fixed Alisa" "No it was Dr. B." See? That's just frustrating. Same with how the Tek Wiki still calls Devil Kazuya Devil Jin's "other half", even though I strongly feel that's been retconned long ago. The lore is confusing as hell with all these constant changes.
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official-anonymous · 6 months
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YOOO, I JUST WATCHED THIS CRAZY-ASS MOVIE!!!
This thing is completely batshit. Seriously. Here's a list of shit that goes down in this thing:
A fuckton of people die in the first scene. (you don't actually see bodies, but its one of those things where you just know they're dead)
A woman gets eaten by an alien rock
Timeskip to: Some nerd giving a lecture......to his pet fish......in the depressing as hell basement where he works (he's basically a janitor)
A group of Mr. Monopoly cosplayers talk shit about someone
A guy chases down a MOVING CAR and JUMPS ONTO THE FUCKING HOOD just to tell his asshole boss he's quitting (boss responds by being more of an asshole)
A woman cut power to and broke into a guy's apartment and waited in the dark in a thunderstorm for him to come home.......but she didn't kill him or bang him.
An old dude flashes another dude while doing yoga
There's a Cap'n Crunch cosplayer.
GIANT FUCKING ROBOT LOBSTER FUCKS SHIT UP WITH MOUTH PHASERS!!!! (A bunch of people die)
A grown-ass man plays with a car horn while grinning like he's four years old.
Someone drinks an explosives propellant.....and is not affected at all.
A guy says digging is his pleasure in a voice that sounds like he's talking about kinky sex
There's fuckin snow. In a cave. (no, this isn't either of the Frozen movies)
People dump their unfinished meals onto a fire and create a mushroom cloud
("🎶 We didn't start the fire!🎶") Bugs did......but they didn't go after any humans (except, apparently, one. Who then announces that someone will have to suck his ass.)
A clumsy doofus is suddenly a frickin ninja when he chases after a pretty girl.
Old-ass falling apart rope bridges missing boards somehow support two trucks and a bunch of people
There's some weird half fish, half pterodactyl bird things.
A blind guy somehow knows the person he's talking to has a gun, even though no one has told him that in any way.
Two people discover an ancient hovercraft........and total it in less than five minutes (and no one else ever notices this going on)
A guy just grabs a random child that runs by and puts them on his shoulders......and the parents invite this rando and his friends in for a meal.
Arson bugs again! (But they're not committing arson now)
Guy who can't read ancient writing at all somehow knows the document he stole is about a treasure he's looking for and not just a review of some amazing dish the writer had at a party
Someone merges with an alien rock that may actually be an AI
More hovercraft are discovered (and a second one is almost totaled)
A dude who can't drive a car can suddenly fly like he's Top Gun Maverick or something
Shit-ton of shooting......from guys with worse aim than Stormtroopers. Shit-ton of ammo wasted.
The hovercraft have phasers
Dumbass stick person tries to fight a guy who looks like The Hulk (he loses, of course)
Someone escapes death......by turning their would-be killer into a mutant demon-looking thing, then sending the thing into what's basically a giant Salad Shooter.
A person doesn't get killed or even burned to a crisp.....even thought they're inside an erupting volcano (there's other people inside it, but this one was deeper inside it than anyone else.
There's giant robot Iron-Giant-looking things creating a force-field
The one who merged with the possible AI goes back to normal
The characters concoct an elaborate cover up for everything that happened in the movie.
This was some kind of unhinged insanity but I loved it.
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Dude that last ask was weird on the response, like I like Sess w his daughters and wifey too, but the answer had nothing to do w the ask hehe
Have u seen the green witche’s poster? They gave her those fake woe is me victim eyes again!
Seriously is it the frickin actress or do they only have one look for this spore? 😤
Allicent is only a ‘victim’ of her own actions
Sorry. I was a little busy when I answered the request on Sessrin.
Since the request ended on something positive. I just added something positive.
But yes, essentially Sessrin is very well received from what I know in Japan. It's a fairly cultural thing in the end I think.
The Sessrin antis are quite stupid. Most people expected Rin and Sesshomaru to get together once she was older.
Then, no I haven't seen the posters for the Greens except quickly and anyway I've always said it, Alicent literally only has doe eyes filled with tears as an expression.
Even his funko pop figurine have the sad eyes ! 😂
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A little shorter than I would've liked but oh well. Still silly
Vera, as one would expect, had never been one for social gatherings. The Wrights (and Apollo, who they dragged with them everywhere) had invited her to accompany them to a local festival. Some small city event for... Something.
Vera had quietly followed them but excused herself quickly, retreating to a bench by the edge of the park to draw. She sat silently with her headphones on, focused on sketching the river and plants before her.
"Yo! What're you drawing?" a voice suddenly said.
She nearly jumped out of her skin but saw only a guy around her age wearing the muffin cart uniform.
"Woah, you scare easy," he laughed, "Sorry 'bout that."
"It's okay. I'm drawing the river," Vera murmured, showing him her sketchbook.
He took a good look at it, eyes widening in surprise.
"Dude, that's awesome! I thought people that could draw like that were all old n' weird," he snorted, "Can I sit here? My ma's tryna make me sell more muffins."
"Go ahead."
Vera returned to her drawing, but took off her headphones in fear of getting scared again. The guy, unfortunately, took it as a sign that she wanted to talk.
"So you draw a lot?"
"Yeah."
"What kinda stuff d'ya draw?"
"Environments and people. Sometimes animals too."
His face lit up, "You draw people? Can you draw me?"
Hesitantly, Vera nodded. She flipped to a blank page and began her sketch. She kept looking up at him, observing his face just as she would a plant or object. It was odd though, he seemed nervous everytime she would glance at him.
"Oh crap, I should pay you, right?" he asked, reaching for his pocket.
"'S fine, it's just a small sketch," she said
She continued drawing, half listening as he began rambling about his family.
"Then my lawyer accused Alita of killing Meraktis!" he cried.
"Was he right?" Vera questioned.
"'Course he was, that Apollo guy's a genius or somethin'."
Vera paused, "Apollo? Like Apollo Justice?"
"Yeah, real weird looking dude, got spikes in his hair like he's a frickin' demon."
"He defended me in court too."
"WHAAAAT!?" he screamed.
Vera covered her ears with her hands.
"Right, sorry. How'd a girl like you get in trouble though? You're so quiet!" he said.
"A big mess spanning over seven years."
"Tell me everything, I'm not doing anything for hours!"
Awww that’s so,,,,
@eggybaconeggyt @duck-duck-goes-to-do-art VERA AND WOCKY!!!!
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LEGO On A Budget 2024 #5: 42612 Cat Playground Adventure & 71471 Mateo's Off-Road Car... and a surprise witness
I don't need to tell you this again, but I will. I love low budget stores.
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LOVE them.
If you thought Kruidvat was amazing with offering weird things, try going to the cheapest large supermarket brand of the country. And finding this for 70 cents. I didn't know what to expect but it's marvellous.
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So the main telltale differences that we're not exactly talking about LEGO here is mostly down to the quality. However, it's not too much worse in what is the most important of all; the pieces. The 44 of 'em feel fairly sturdy overall and are of a pretty nice color, even if I know that snapping them in half is easier this way. Nah, it really starts falling apart when you look at the fine print.
Let's talk about the manual. OOF. So the steps are far more complicated and much more confusing to look at, not great for something advertised to 5 year olds. Even I had some trouble figuring out what they meant with some parts of it. Although the PIECES are perfectly fine, the minifigure ain't doing so hot. He's got these floppy legs that make him difficult to make stand upright, and something about that face feels superbly bootleggy. Lastly, what I find moreso funny rather than annoying is the fact it seems to be an import from Russia- you got Russian warnings and translations right alongside the English text. ...Says something about the ethics of the cheapest supermarket around.
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Overall though, you can't really complain about this stuff, can you? It's funi. For 70 cents, I had plenty of fun with discovering all the little differences and similarities. I'm sure the kids wouldn't notice. Here's hoping I can find more silly fuckin' knockoffs later down the line.
LEGO Friends - 42612 Cat Playground Adventure
Back to reality.
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Oof. Or should I say, a reality check? I think this set is alright, but nothing more. It's clear we ARE starting to have more elaborate designs here, so by the end of it, I was starting to get at least a little into it and was content with how sizable it felt. But the building process, man, that was boring as heck. You wouldn't think it would be, with the more out there pieces like a slide for the cats and a litter box full of piss- okay well there you go, mystery solved. At least it also comes with fish.
Lotsa repeated pieces here too, we've seen the ladybug, the green plants and the brush multiple times over now, c'mooon.
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Can't help but love that one of the cats is called frickin' Poundcake. And that Liam looks exactly like me. The plot thickens.
LEGO DREAMZzz - 71471 Mateo's Off-Road Car
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At long last, something super unique! DREAMZzz was only introduced last year and is entirely of LEGO's own doing. They even made an animated series that somehow pulled through and is getting a second season this year! I'm as shocked as you are, I am unsure how many people are actually watching these. Buying the sets themselves though, yeah, I can tell why!
So the whole gimmick of DREAMZzz is that, well, stuff is set in a dreamy enviorment. And not only that, once you get through to about the halfway mark of the build, you can decide the outcome and let it branch out into two types of structures. In this case, the titular off-road buggy annnnd a 'quadcopter'.
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Like that. Apparently also including an hourglass and some blomby alien dude that looks like a Kirby enemy paying a visit. Heck, there's technically two additional characters, the green blob at the back is supposed to be this transforming slime, aptly named Z-Blob. Only appears in this set, so he is certainly welcomed. Mateo is also wearing a gun. Yes. Again.
I'm not entirely sure how to feel about this guy right here. Despite there being a lot of charming unique mechanics to this one like the 'choose your own adventure' way of building and pretty much all the green pieces being completely unique, it doesn't seem to take the concept far enough. Choosing the quadcopter means you will have a lot of spare parts laying about. You have to rebuild the same stuff if you want to get the other build after all, too. I'm thankful they didn't advertise that part of it too much- it seems LEGO themselves wanted it to be a one and done. ...So then why give people the option to begin with? Another minor moan comes in the form of the concept. There's already multiple cars and helicopters around, even in this price range. Would've been cool to see them try something entirely new as they would with their more expensive sets.
Still, it's not bad at all. Of the quote unquote 'generic vehicles', this one only has the Fire Rescue Helicopter to call it's surperior. And that won't change for another couple weeks at minimum. It was more refreshing than I may make it seem. Of these two builds, I think the buggy wins out, so i'll be judging the entirety based on that.
Current rankings:
Cat Playground Adventure isn't horrible or anything, yet I found the small things you could do (and the admittedly cool amputee character) with Autumn's Baby Cow Shed a lot more charming than a barely-functioning slide and... cat wizz that you can pop in and out of existence. This one is gonna be duking it out with Steve's Desert Expedition, i'm sorry.
Mateo's Off-Road Car fares a bit better. I don't think it reaches to the stars as to what a dream enviorment could really do, the lacklustre choice of it being yet another vehicle doesn't do it many favors. Still, it's got enough to at least give you a little taste of what the theme is about, most notably with the significantly more out-there pieces included. If you're not looking into every low budget LEGO set like I am, I could wholeheartedly recommend this over the City cars. Ninjago wins here because of the additional flexibility.
City - 60411 Fire Rescue Helicopter
Marvel - 76275 Motorcycle Chase: Spider-Man vs. Doc Ock
Ninjago - 71805 Jay's Mech Battle Pack
DREAMZzz - 71471 Mateo's Off-Road Car
Friends - 42607 Autumn's Baby Cow Shed
City - 60401 Construction Steamroller
City 4+ - 60410 Fire Rescue Motorcycle
Friends - 42612 Cat Playground Adventure
Minecraft - 21251 Steve's Desert Expedition
City 4+ - 60399 Race Car
Next time, a set that's even LESS unique than most other vehicles, and a taste of the theme I wouldn't mind collecting at all after this is all wrapped up. See ya then!
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