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captainmalewriter · 2 years

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Stranded

A UFO was flying across the starry night sky the 4th of July 2022. The extraterrestrial pilot had learned about celebrations that were held in the North American continent during its study of the human race. Curious to learn more, an alien named Grey decided to fly down to Earth to see more for itself. Unfortunately for the insectoid creature, it had severely miscalculated how harsh the fireworks would be on its eyesight. The UFO quickly flew off course as Grey struggled to stay in the air. By the time Grey had regained control of the heavy spacecraft, it was already too late. A crash landing was inevitable.

It was 1 in the morning when the crash happened. Grey had crash landed somewhere in the middle of the Nevada desert. Sparks flew as the UFO scraped along the rocky terrain. The spacecraft flipped and tumbled as it eventually rolled to a stop after a harsh impact. It had taken heavy damage, and inside, Grey struggled to wiggle out of wreckage. Its limbs were working at full force to remove all of the debris. It was a slow process, but Grey kept at it anyway.

Meanwhile, a run down car was barreling down the desolate desert highway. There were two disgruntled guys sitting inside the car, the one at the wheel scowling and the other frowning in the passenger seat. The two sat in silence as they drove, both of their gazes fixed on the road, until the passenger turned to the driver.

"Bro, I swear to God I had a shot at her-"

"No you didn't, shut the fuck up! I had a chance! You had shit!"

"Jess, c'mon-"

"Aht aht," Jessie held up a hand off the driving wheel. "I don't wanna hear it right now, Drew. We're going home bitchless tonight and it's all on you."

Drew realized he was fighting a losing battle and slouched back into the passenger seat. He knew Jessie was right, he was the one that kept bringing up his sci fi obsession everytime a girl approached them at the party. The odds were slim that one of the hot chicks at the party would be just as into sci fi as he was, but that night was not Drew's night. Instead of a wingman, he became woman repellent, much to Jessie's dismay.

Jessie slowed down the car and pulled over to the side of the highway. Drew noticed the change in speed and turned back to Jessie again, who was already one foot out the car door.

"Where you going?" Drew asked.

"Gotta take a leak, wait here," Jessie began to walk away.

"I'm not a fucking child!"

"You might as well be one after what you did tonight, you dumbass bitch!!" Jessie shouted back without turning around. He walked out of the streetlight's light and into the dark desert, just enough to keep him out of view.

Jessie stood next to a tall bush as he whipped it out and peed. He could barely see the pink of his dick tip with how dark it was. He widened his stance as he peed out of fear his piss would run down and pool around his shoes. Jessie zipped himself back up as he finished, and just before he started walking back to the car, he heard a weird metallic sound. Like someone was banging on something metal. The out of place sound caught Jessie's attention, and against his better judgment, he decided to see what it was.

He walked around the bush and towards the clanging sound. He was walking deeper into the darkness, but luckily for him, it didn't take much more walking until he reached the source of the noise. Jessie had to squint his eyes but he could just barely make out a busted up disc on the ground. The disc was sleek, and had definitely seen better days. Jessie noticed the top of the disc kept wiggling.

"What the hell?" Jessie said as he got closer to the strange object.

He watched as it kept moving back and forth, until eventually he decided to pick it up with thumb and forefinger. He managed to pick the small piece that was moving, and he held it up to his face. Despite how beaten up it was, it looked like an ordinary piece of metal. The disc had stopped moving. Jessie leaned over and peered straight into the disc. He didn’t see anything out of the ordinary at first glance. He did spot something that somewhat resembled a giant silverfish, albeit with an extra pair of extended legs. But by the time Jessie's brain had registered what he was looking at, the insectoid had already jumped onto Jessie's face.

Jessie stumbled back from the impact of insectoid landing on him. He tried screaming but the massive creature had landed squarely on top of his mouth, muffling any sound he could make. He tried tearing it off his face, but the insectoid already had a strong grip on his face with all the tiny hairs of its lower legs. Jessie felt a burning pain everytime he tugged at the thing, a pull on the insectoid meant a pull on the skin of his face. Jessie was not ready to give up his face, and hesitated using his full strength. He was quickly running out of options against the face hugger. Not that it truly mattered, for Jessie had already run out of time to defend himself.

The front pair of legs the insectoid possessed were especially long and thin, almost like antenna rather than legs. While Jessie was desperately trying to get the insectoid off his face, the insectoid was preparing an attack of its own. It coiled up its front two legs all the way, then it launched them straight into Jessie's nose. They went deep inside his left nostril. Jessie yelped from the pain of something clamping down inside of him. Then, with one fluid motion, the insectoid reeled itself into Jessie's nose. It slithered all the way until it was at Jessie's brain. It perched on top of his brain and then snuggled itself between the brain folds, essentially hijacking his mind to become its next vehicle, leaving Jessie a squirming mess as he lost control over his own body.

Grey took a minute to adjust to its new human vehicle. With simple movements, it made Jessie's fingers curl up, then open and close his hands, then raise and drop his arms, and then eventually his entire body. Grey learned the controls within a minute, it was as though he had always been Jessie's brain.

"Jessie!! What's taking so long!?" Drew shouted out as he walked into the desert.

Grey turned around, unsure of what to do if it was a hostile human. Drew found him, and then walked up to him.

"You good, bro? You had to shit or something?" Drew asked Grey. Grey was unresponsive though, for it was too amazed at the sight of a living, breathing human to figure out human speech. Grey could just imagine Drew's nervous system hard at work to keep such a complex multicellular organism alive and healthy. And thanks to its new human host, Grey could witness it at a human eye level too.

Drew, on the other hand, only saw a wide eyed Jessie staring him down. Drew shrugged, he didn't even know what else he could say to calm Jessie down.

"C'mon, let's go find a hotel to crash for the night, I'm beat."

Drew dragged Jessie by the arm back to the car. Grey followed him eagerly as though he were a puppy following its owner. They made it to the car, and Drew sat down at the passenger's seat. He expected Jessie to hop into the driver's seat, but all Jessie did was stand in the middle of the road, observing himself and his surroundings.

"Man, this guy's lost his goddamn mind," Drew said as he slid into the driver's seat. He fired up the ignition, then called out to Jessie.

"Hey! You coming or what?" He nodded towards the empty passenger seat. Grey understood the gesture, and promptly got into the car. Drew started driving off, and Grey began to be amazed by the human machinery it found himself in. Drew only shook his head at the sight of Jessie's bewilderment.

"If you wanted me to drive you should’ve just said that..." Drew muttered under his breath.

And so the two drove off, both of them completely unaware of the grave danger they now found themselves in. Drew with an alien insect inside his best buddy, and Grey navigating a world he had only ever read about it. Although adjusting to human life would soon be the least of Grey's worries, as it was not alone in traveling to Earth. Back at the shipwreck, another insectoid had crawled out of the disc once it was sure no other living creatures were nearby. Its plan to hitch a ride was a success, and now it would launch the second phase of its little plan.

***

Drew had driven Grey and himself to the next motel they saw. Drew got out of the car and stretched. Yet another five or so hours of driving before they were back home. He yawned at the thought of it.

"You go get us a room while I find somewhere with free parking, alright Jessie?" Drew told Grey. Grey nodded, and stepped out of the car. Drew then drove off burning rubber, something that would've pissed off the regular Jessie.

Grey then took a look at his surroundings. Drew had dropped him off near a motel that a big neon sign that read 'vacancy.' Grey had dedicated a good portion of his studies to human culture, and had even learned a good amount of the major human languages, including English. His parents advised against it for it was essentially worthless knowledge, but Grey kept at it anyway.

Grey walked into the front office of the motel, and a sleepy clerk sat up at the sight of him.

"Hey there, how can I help you?" the clerk asked him. Grey walked up to the him Grey opened his mouth, but closed it when he realized he didn't know how to talk. He waved his hand at the clerk instead, a trick he had learned in his studies.

The clerk looked confused, and waved back meekly. "Uh... hi? Did you need something, sir?"

Grey stood there, unsure what to do next. He couldn't think of another nonverbal form of communication he could give. He racked his brain as he tried to think of a solution. Grey figured talking would be just as easy as any other human motion, but the possibility of messing up freaked him out.

"Hello? Sir? Is there something you need?" the clerk repeated. Grey could feel sweat forming on his new forehead, something he had never dealt with before. He quickly wiped it off, and then proceeded to take a leap of faith.

"Heeee..." Grey opened his mouth and a screeching noise came out. The clerk looked horrified. Grey noticed this, and quickly cleared his throat to stop the noise.

"Hello. Sorry. I need a room." Grey said in a very monotone voice. Grey heard it, and knew he still didn't sound like a normal human the way Drew or the clerk did. The clerk, albeit still bewildered, seemed to relax a bit.

"Okay... Sure, we have a couple of rooms available. For how many?"

"Two, two men, please, and thank you." Grey said, mimicking a more natural, human accent this time. It still needed some work, but Grey felt satisfied.

Grey signed off the paperwork under his new human identity. The clerk then handed him a pair of key cards, and wished him a good night and a belated happy pride month. Grey was beaming as he walked down the motel hallway. Despite a few bumps, he had successfully navigated his first social interaction with verbal communication, and now he was inside a motel room he had asked and paid for himself. Grey felt like he got the whole human thing under wraps, and soon enough he'll find a way back to his own planet in no time flat.

Grey settled into the motel room. He checked out the room and its simple furnishings. The mirror caught his attention the most. He walked up to it and stared at his new human reflection. Grey moved around, and every time his reflection copied him, he giggled out of pure excitement. He couldn't believe he had taken over a human- and a fully grown adult male at that!- and made it his new vehicle.

Grey stared at his new body in the mirror for a while. He hadn't fully realized how lucky he got in terms of human bodies. Grey knew that humans came in a wide, diverse variety much like his own species. He wasn't sure how his human host fared compared to other humans, but Grey knew one thing for sure.

He was strong.

Grey flexed his arms and watched in amazement as the muscles swelled up.

Grey was not a strong member of his own species, but as a human, he was strong. Much stronger than he could ever even imagine. The thought of it gave Grey a rush of power and joy. He kept flexing his new body, and marveled at how strong his human host was. His new penis started to swell up too after a while of self-admiration. Grey smirked at the sight of his growing bulge. He had found yet another human behavior he would have to observe himself.

But a sudden knock on the door killed the mood. Grey threw himself onto one of the beds, making sure his bulge wasn't visible.

"The door is unlocked!" Grey shouted, while also kicking himself internally for not contracting his words like a normal human would again.

The door opened, and Drew walked in. He nodded his head at Grey, and Grey returned the gesture. Drew then sat in the bed across from Grey. He had a dead pan facial expression, something Grey had never seen him with. He grew worried Drew was becoming hostile.

"Hey, Jessie? Can I ask you something? Are you feeling alright?" Drew asked. He was staring straight at Grey, not breaking eye contact at all. It unnerved Grey as he carefully thought over his answer.

"Yes, I feel alright. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, just checking. I was worried you weren't feeling like yourself, that's all."

Drew's response only confused Grey even more.

"Why do you ask?"

"Cuz, I asked the front desk what room number you were in," Drew started. "The clerk showed me the registry, and apparently, you had signed your name as 'Jesse,' instead of the usual 'Jessie' with an i."

The air inside the small motel room had changed. The atmosphere became tense and stiff as Drew and Grey stared daggers at each other. There was a loud silence that was only broken by Drew standing up.

"Who are you, and what did you do to Jessie?" Drew yelled.

Grey then stood up too, and tackled Drew into the ground, using his newfound human strength to pin him down.

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the-orion-scribe · 1 year

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In Defence of Escape from Reality

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Not long ago, there was a discussion thread on the r/GravityFalls subreddit on which is the “worst episode” of Gravity Falls. Now, to put my two cents on this question, personally, I have no strong hatred for any of the episodes, including Roadside Attraction – the fandom’s most riled episode like how Fly is very lowly-regarded in Breaking Bad. For me, Roadside Attraction lowers the stakes and brings us outside of Gravity Falls for a while before what is to come. My favourite part of that episode is Dipper trying to be more confident of himself, even if I agree perhaps the flirting subplot is rather unnecessary. Still, it's a nice break from all the rather momentous episodes, and improves the relationship between Stan and Dipper.

I would actually argue that the preceding episode The Last Mabelcorn is actually the episode that’s out of place, given it was intended to be a space for a low-stakes Wendy-centric story the writers never managed to crack. But that would be another discussion for another time.

I’m deeply amused, nevertheless, when Escape from Reality is mentioned as the worst. Now, before my rewatch, I only had a ‘meh’ impression of that episode. But after rewatching the episode to verify those claims, I now have a newfound appreciation for the episode. In fact, I will personally rate it above its preceding episode – Weirdmageddon 1: Xpcveaoqfoxso.

There are some ‘problems’ the critic of the episode has highlighted, notably how the episode “cuts entirely the rythm [sic] and the tension and rythm [sic] of the entire finale” and shows “the lack of character of development of Mabel Pines” who is “NEVER held accountable for anything she did during Weirdmaggedon”. To check through these claims, I decided to rewatch the Weirdmageddon arc – from Dipper and Mabel vs the Future to the finale, before forming my own conclusion. And I say, the rewatches gave me deeper insights which I think plenty of us overlooked.

Let’s start with Dipper and Mabel vs the Future. I must watch from here, otherwise, the rest of it wouldn’t make much sense given Gravity Falls is a continuity-based cartoon.

It's a fantastic penultimate episode from start to end (I call it penultimate before WMG). Goofy at the start like many of the Gravity Falls episodes, and we explore both the siblings’ arcs. One with Dipper and Ford to find the adhesive to seal the rift in the UFO, and Mabel trying to prepare for their 13th birthday party at the end of the summer.

Mabel's subplot really hits the feels. I still recall how it hits me when a holiday is ending. And while the episode starts off with optimism, Mabel soon realises the harsh realities of growing up. And she also realises her summer friends (Grenda and Candy) won't be with her to celebrate their birthday and see them off. This gradually crushes and peels off the positive ideal Mabel holds, and thus she realises that the future after the summer is not what she wishes to face.

Stan comes in, and offers encouragement that Dipper would be by her side. And that scene, likely overlooked by many, hits hard too, especially when he said “not everyone can say that”, referring to his falling out with his twin Ford (and even Stan realising he would be out of the Shack soon, even if he hasn’t said that aloud). And then when she heard Dipper's willingness to take Ford's apprenticeship, that one hope she held was gone and broke the straw on the camel’s back.

So why am I reviewing all of these? We need this context to understand what happens after. There are claims, especially from Mabel’s critics, that Mabel knew about the nature of the rift and just willingly handed it over. However, from the episode, Mabel only has a vague idea that whatever Dipper and Ford plan to do is to “save the world or whatever”. And Ford keeps the rift when Mabel comes in to check on her brother. So she's unlikely to link that to whatever Ford and Dipper were planning to do to save the world. In fact, neither told her about the rift, even in the previous episodes. Ford even stated in Journal 3 that it’s something he must keep a secret.

At the end of the episode, Mabel is in her most vulnerable emotional state – the world is falling apart around her, especially the prospect she has to face the hard future alone. And she fears that history will repeat itself, her deep-seated fear, established since A Tale of Two Stans, that she and Dipper would grow apart quickly and become hostile like the Stans. The twins have been each other’s source of strength, and they still have more time to mature and grow together. It is unimaginable for her, just at the age of 12, to be separated from her twin for a long time.

And the Bill-possessed Blendin arrives. I also note critics saying she should have known better and not trusted him given “he tried to kill her and her brother not long ago”. Let me reiterate that, since the end of Blendin’s Game, the twins and Blendin are on better terms, given the twins decide to exercise mercy on him and let him go. Anyway, even then, she does not know that it’s Bill Cipher she’s talking to, and in that extremely vulnerable emotional state, she’s in no position to think anywhere close to rationally. Blendin offers her a tantalising offer that seems to address her problems.

We need to relook this scene from Mabel’s perspective. Bill only shows her in a holograph the object Mabel has to pass over to him and dismisses its significance as “a little gizmo (that) he (Ford) won't even know it's missing." So in short, no, she doesn't know what she’s handing over and what she’s in for. Bill is exploiting her emotional weaknesses to get the rift. Swayed by Bill’s persuasion, Mabel thinks the rift is some ‘small gadget’ that will somehow grant her ‘a little more summer’, not a permanent loop without end. And she also thought he was Blendin, someone whom she thinks she could trust, and with the goggles, it’s hard to tell Blendin was being possessed.

The last we know about Mabel is that she got knocked out when it all started. So that brings me on to Escape from Reality.

But let me also do a quick review of WMG1. It’s not bad, though rather slow. It sets the stakes well, but takes some substantial time just for Dipper to figure out what he must do. But it’s indeed distressing for him, who just lost his mentor and the three journals and he is unable to figure out what he should do. A major plus for this episode, nevertheless, is Wendy being more involved and being his guide (wendip fans rejoice) and we also get to see Gideon’s transformation for the better to turn against Bill.

Escape from Reality is wonderful. In fact, this episode is an important turning point – a friend even commented this is “the emotional and thematic climax of the series”. I agree it might be a little jarring in tone, since we were “shoved” into a “sugarcoat land”. But I welcome variety, and actually if you realise, Mabeland is a juxtaposition of the dark and surrealistic nature of Bill's world with Mabel’s worldview. It’s not as clear compared to the previous episode, but you still get peeks of Bill’s touches of what seemed to be an ideal fantasy world. Mabeland’s lack of rules sounds exactly like Bill's "join me" sales pitch to Ford in the subsequent episode. As he claimed: "I'LL REMAKE A FUN WORLD, A BETTER WORLD! NO MORE RESTRICTIONS, NO MORE LAWS!"

I agree with Bill that he has created “the most diabolical trap” he's ever created. It’s a gilded cage, designed to fulfil Mabel’s wants and desires. As it is a prison, the ultimate purpose of everything in Mabeland is to prevent Mabel from leaving by keeping her trapped inside what is essentially a waking dream. Really, Mabeland was just a massive, literalized Sweater Town. Bill believes the bubble to be inescapable because he knows that he would not be able to escape it, and because these “mortal meatsacks” are so inferior, there's no way they could be capable of something he isn't.

Let me also address some pieces of criticism, that Mabel “admits she knows she is in a fake world, she sees what's going on in Gravity Falls multiple times but doesn't even react or show concern”, and instead, she throws all of Dipper's unconditional love and support for her back in his face by not just creating Dippy Fresh, but also sending him to a trial where he will get kicked out into the apocalypse if he doesn't convince her to come out by giving up the apprenticeship. She shows absolutely no remorse over anything she did and very less admits it, and acts as if she had nothing to do with it.”

First off, there's nothing in the episode that shows Mabel is fully aware of what's happening outside. Remember, I said Mabel was knocked out when it all started. She said to Dipper: “But then I woke up in a place that gives me exactly what I wanted: an endless summer where we'll never have to grow up!” And it seems, as Dipper suspected, that Mabel was entranced and hypnotised by all the magic, almost completely caught up in the delusion. She’s not at all aware of what’s happening outside, and Dipper hasn’t so far told Mabel what’s going on.

Bill exploited Mabel's deep-seated insecurities and crafted the fantasy in such a way so that Mabel would remain trapped in her fantasy forever. Indeed, the prison is pretty diabolical and insane like Bill himself, and Bill even said it would take “a will of titanium” to break out. The depiction of Mabeland really expresses the depth of Mabel's almost pathological fear and denial, showing a very underlooked side of Mabel that really paints a terrifying picture of how broken deep down she was. It's easy to brush off the surface of the world as Mabel's selfish denial for growing up and wanting to keep things as they are, but it also can be looked at someone who is wanting to be seen and fit in, in a world that is continuing to no longer care for her way of life.

I admit Mabel's biggest personality deficiencies are her lack of will and self-awareness. When Mabel woke up in the bubble, she would have still been in the same mindset she had at the end of Dipper and Mabel vs. the Future – that her brother was leaving her forever. Mabel's mental state in that episode and leading up to it really paints that picture; a child who's losing grip and control of the reality she was so accustomed to, and without anyone there willing to take the time to stop and listen and help guide her, finally snapped.

Mabeland was her last attempt to maintain the reality she was so used to, to try and let go of the impending reality of truth. An unhealthy way of dealing with it, but the product of the mental state Mabel had fallen into. What Mabel wanted more than anything in the world at that moment was for her brother to be there and comfort her, just as he always has been up to this point. So, that's what Mabeland tried to give her – Dippy Fresh, the fandom’s most hated character. But he turned out to be a twisted fun-house-mirror reflection that's more like a male version of Mabel herself than it is like the real Dipper. I’m sure that Mabel knew this was not her real brother, but it's the closest she was going to get to him during that time of deep emotional vulnerability.

There's also two top Mabel-moments here. Actually three. I think this is actually one of the greatest episodes centering on Mabel. First, Mabel, in her good nature, actually offered to share the fantasy with Dipper and the rest when they first arrived, when she’s not yet aware of the darker side of her world. Second, when Dipper is about to be banished for mentioning the real world, Mabel doesn't want to throw him out right away and is willing to listen to what her brother has to say through the trial.

Dipper: Are you really gonna let them banish me?!

Mabel: No! Of course not; that’s my brother, guys! There’s gotta be another way.

So no, sending him to a trial is not for him to be kicked out into the apocalypse, but offers Dipper a chance to plead his case.

Sure, the court is rigged. But remember this whole thing is crafted by Bill, and Mabel holds an illusion she has control over their world. Mabeland tries to throw out Dipper’s case, but Dipper then shows her there's a better way to get through it than denial, and that's with help from people who care about her. While Mabel raised two past examples of them being bullied, Dipper also shows how the two stayed together thick and thin throughout their childhood. These memories showed that they both work together to better themselves, which, again, furthers the fact that they are co-dependent. “It's how we've gotten through our whole lives.”

The courtroom scene played out extremely well, incorporating a ton of symbolism in regards to the duo's respective individual thoughts. It's touching to see Dipper reminisce about the past with Mabel only to convince her that the future may not be as grim as she perceives it – a precedent laid out by most of the Mabel-centric episodes that forward this very scene. Dipper, her own brother, has always been the only person who could ground Mabel in reality and pull her out of Mabeland, for better or worse. Mabel, on the other hand, knows how to get her brother to take himself less seriously and chill out a little bit by acting intentionally dumb and goofy. The “yin and yang” Wendy mused to Dipper back in WMG1.

Seeing Dipper's love for his sister brings her back from the abyss is really heartwarming. Their sibling bond wins over, and Mabel accepts to return to reality out of her own will. If Mabel is that selfish as what some haters claim, she would have rejected leaving no matter what Dipper tells her. Mabel isn’t a rational thinker, and Dipper must be the one to lay out his case that convinces her. Dipper is the only one who can get through her and understand and address her insecurities. I find it unrealistic and out of character to expect Mabel to just snap out of it herself. I know Mabel is flawed. But the most important thing is, she still chose to go back to the real world with Dipper.

I like to think that what in the end made Mabel wanna face reality was not Dipper saying he'd go back home with her, but hearing him say he understood her fear; admitting he too was scared of growing up. Perhaps hearing her own brother admit that was what she needed to hear; that she was not alone in her fear and that Dipper understood it too.

I'm not sure if it's an intended parallel, but the bond between twins (later Stan and Ford) is what eventually leads to Bill's demise. Like how the cementation of the twins’ bond (sincere sibling hug) eventually ended the fantasy. (In fact, tbh I’m going crazy over this part – it’s a neat development from ‘awkward sibling hug’ from the first episode).

“Aw, man, I never noticed how bright this place is, ugh! Have I actually been listening to the same song for an entire week?”

It was when the spell breaks that Mabel fully snaps out of her trance and has further clarity of what’s going on. As the whole thing unravels as a nightmare, Mabel actually helps them out by summoning giant Waddles and they break out.

And after they emerge into the real world, it is Mabel's first proper look into what's actually happening, and horror sets in.

It’s also of note that as they emerge from the bubble, Mabel says to Dipper that she wouldn’t “get into her brother’s way” if he chooses to take Ford’s apprenticeship. Nevertheless, Dipper decides to stick with his sister when he recognises the cost if he were to take it up.

Actually, Dipper was already hesitant about the offer at the start in the UFO. After that, given the adrenaline of rescuing his Grunkle and overcoming another obstacle (facing without fear), to him it seemed like a rational decision that he can step up to be Ford's assistant, albeit shortsighted. He was riding the high of rescuing Ford and didn't think about how this would hurt Mabel, Grunkle Stan and his parents. And when Mabel ran away and he joined Ford, Dipper also had second thoughts about the decision and started to think with his heart.

I don’t think it’s realistic at all that Dipper should really take up the apprenticeship since he realises the serious implications if he takes it up. The turning point for Dipper's character arc is the realisation that he needs his sister in his life, too. The fact that he attained Ford's approval and consequently the right to be his apprentice himself is undeniable, though in terms of being a human being, that's where he needs her. I personally believe that Dipper would have fully changed his mind right then and there even if things were to go as planned.

Even at this point, I don't know why anyone expects Mabel to take responsibility for causing WMG there and then. I think her being imprisoned in her own bubble is already a sufficient consequence of what she has done. Plus, neither Dipper nor Ford has not blamed Mabel at all since he thought the rift might just accidentally broke. Neither witness what Mabel has done, or even aware what Mabel actually did. As far as they knew the rift must have broken accidentally “The rift must have cracked inside her backpack.”

At this point, it's not a time to play the blame game, as their main focus is to take down Bill. I would think perhaps beyond WMG, and when the Pines discussed what happened, would only Mabel be able to piece together what has actually happened. Mabel’s recognition of what she has done would only be clear after the series.

I decided to wrap this review off with my view on WMG3 and I say… This hits really quite hard. Even for an hour-long, it goes through a roller-coaster of emotions. Excitement, anticipation, dread, sadness and also nostalgia at the end.

Despite their best efforts, the Pines' lives were again on a thread, and Stan's sacrifice really packed a punch. I was also relooking to note the swap between Stan and Ford. What's also rather emotional is Stan and Ford discussing how their siblinghood had deteriorated, and how and why their grandnephews are still able to work together. From all of these riveting experiences of the summer, they've both grown tremendously, so much so as we, the audience, to have absolute certainty that they'll not turn out like the older duo. I note Mabel still plays her role in her story, rallying and encouraging the people to stand up to Bill, and also her grappling hook skills to help the groups navigate the Fearamid.

I still support the decision for Stan to recover enough to be able to send off the kids at the end of the summer. The goodbyes at the end are really deeply emotional. The finale really wraps up the show in a tiny neat bow, ending many of the characters' arcs in the most satisfying way. Of course, it’s not exactly the end, since the twins still have a lot of growing up to do, but the story ended on a very high and promising note.

This is my entire review of the entire WMG arc from Dipper and Mabel vs the Future to the finale. It’s something that I’ve put off for a long time even though I know the episodes are fantastic. And I’m glad actually that post calls me to review this rather underrated episode.

I conclude that much criticism of Escape from Reality is rather baseless, overblown and overexaggerated and stems from the person’s own biasedness toward Mabel. Thanks to them, Escape from Reality has now become one of my favourite episodes of the show (I’m sorry, but Tourist Trapped and Weirdmageddon 3 still take the top spots). I can understand some of the animosity especially if you think the episode doesn’t fit the general tone of the arc. But when the episode is viewed as a whole now I think it plays great – and really is the culmination of Dipper and Mabel's siblinghood. The priority is settling the twins’ problems before the real shit goes down in WMG3. Also all the callbacks, big and little, are great.

If you haven’t rewatched the entire WMG arc, I suggest doing it and judging for yourselves. I understand everyone has their own preferences and opinion when it comes to characters in media, but hate or harm towards a fictional character, or anyone else, is never acceptable. It is important to remember that fictional characters are not real people and should not be the subject of hate or harassment.

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mrmallard · 5 months

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Okay so this is going to be a long, rambling post about Pokemon that involves bugs, UFOs and a Pokemon that feels like a friendly trans girl, so stick with me because it's going to get esoteric and deranged.

Back when I was a kid, one of my favourite Pokemon design-wise was Ledian. Ledyba is adorable and I like it, but fuckin Ledian is a little Super Sentai superhero bug guy, I love him:

Like what a badass design! He's got the little cartoon booties and the cool pointy antenna and four arms with the white cartoon gloves. Ledian fucking rules.

The issue with Ledian, imo, is that it's weak as shit.

Looking up the base stat total, Ledian maxes out at 390 stat points - it has 110 stat points in special defense, but everything else is very mid. And in a non-obsessive nerd way, I've always felt like Ledian lets the team down despite my love for him - I tried having him on my team back in Pokemon Crystal when I was a kid, and I just couldn't do it. There's a noticeable difference between Ledian and a whole-game party member.

Ledian has the same base stat total as Graveller, which I've used on a whole-game party a few times, but the typing (Bug/Flying) isn't as useful and - imo - the moveset (at least in gen 2) was lacking because of that. Graveller is an absolute monster when you've got it using the right moves, and it always has been. Ledian was always my favorite un-favorite - he's a kickass little guy who I love, but I can't justify having him on a team because he was a weak link.

So what I want to establish is three things:

I love ladybug-themed Pokemon.

I don't like using Bug Pokemon, even if I love how they look (Spinarak, Pineco)

For better or worse, I love power and I like a good typing in the Pokemon I do use.

So, let's get out of generation 2 and jump into gen 8.

Blipbug.

I don't like Blipbug.

Every generation has a Caterpie, and for Sword and Shield, Blipbug was that Pokemon. It has a cute little design, but it's also overdesigned in that latter-era Pokemon way. It's a little nerd fella with a bow-tie and big eyes that look like a pair of glasses. I played Shield; it was the first Pokemon game I bought and played since Platinum, and I didn't particularly like gen 4. Blipbug was anathema. I did not go for Blipbug.

That was a mistake.

I was wrong.

Because Blipbug evolves into a Pokemon called Dottler, who's been giving me a hard time in this ROMhack I'm following called Pokemon Emerald Crest. No biggie, I thought Dottler was a single-stage evolution Pokemon that was kind of a beef-gate. But hey, Blipbug evolves into Dottler. I probably won't ever use one, but it's a very formidable Pokemon on its own.

But DOTTLER evolves into a THIRD Pokemon. And the third evolution is absolutely, 180% going to be on my next team.

Ladies, gentlemen and esteemed non-binary individuals - take a fuckin gander at ORBEETLE:

First of all - ladybug. Check.

Second of all - badass fighter design that kinda resembles something that might come from a Japanese tokusatsu show. Check.

Third - the typing.

Bug/PSYCHIC.

Orbeetle fucking rules. I haven't used one yet, so I could go back on all this later, but it's like the Ledyba evolution line done right. Don't get me wrong, I severely misjudged the potential of Blipbug bc I didn't like the design - by that metric, the Ledyba line is much better design-wise. But Ledian suffers from being a permanent second-stage evolution. Graveller can potentially evolve into Golem if you have a friend with a link cable - Ledian is kinda mid forever.

Orbeetle is a third-stage evolution, and comparatively it's an absolute fucking MONSTER statwise.

Orbeetle has a base stat total of 505, with a hundred defense stat points and 110 in special defense. Everything else is a bit mid, so Orbeetle might not be the best attacker for all I know. But for the sake of this post - Orbeetle has the same base stat total as fucking NIDOKING.

And THAT'S NOT EVEN THE COOLEST THING ABOUT ORBEETLE.

Orbeetle has a Gigantimax form, where it turns into a

MASSIVE

FUCKING

FLYING SAUCER

FROM FUCKING SPACE

IT'S A GIANT PSYCHIC LADYBUG FLYING SAUCER

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK THIS IS BADASS

How have I never seen or heard of Orbeetle before? This is the coolest shit Pokemon has done in ages, and it's technically Old now. I don't like how Blipbug looks so I never used one, when the whole time I could have been using Orbeetle. Holy shit.

Anyway uhh as a post-script here's the Pokemon that reminds me of a friendly trans girl:

This is Simipour, and she looks like she gives great hugs. Thank you for coming to my TEDx Talk.

#pokemon #orbeetle

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mxmollusca · 2 years

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By now I'm sure many of your have seen the very generically handsome headshots from Rhys Darby's agency website. I've taken the liberty of selecting a few of my favorites and have paired them with photos that I think capture a similar essence but with an advanced vibe more in keeping with Tumblr's Favorite Dilf. Consider me your dilf sommelier, as I offer you a suitable cheese pairing.

Exhibit A:

I know for a fact that the outfit he's wearing here is actually a hooded Hawaiian print onesie. This pose is overly serious to be genuine Darby. We'd need to see the whole look to appreciate the juxtaposition. May I suggest instead:

Here we've turned the image on its head. We have the Darbs with a more open posture, a smile on his face. The feeling of authority has been transferred to the jacket, and the whimsy of the onesie is now supplied by his anachronistic moustache/UFO t-shirt.

Exhibit B:

I'm not going to lie; I actually love this photo of him. His eyes especially just slap me in the face with a horny pool noodle. The problem is that he looks a little too polished. I'm not saying I don't like it when someone shines up well; we all know he does. The hair? Way too tame. 37% of Darby's charm is follicular. Therefore, might I suggest:

We don't need a sharp suit to convey authority. The man is clearly on an important phone call. The hair is windswept; this is a man of action. Someone is making a statement, and by jove he has opinions about it.

Exhibit C:

This is as close to genuine Darby as these photos get. A+ scrunching here. Aviators on point. Still in a suit jacket, though, and aficionados know that a wild Darby out in the bush rarely wears a suit. This here is a good-time Charlie out for a laugh, therefore I present to you peak Party Darby:

You know I'm right.

#totally normal for rhys darby tumblr association #nz i wanna fuck your dad #rhys darby: earth's hottest cryptid #rhys darby #ofmd

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archivist-crow · 5 months

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On this day:

FAIRIES FROM LIGHT

On January 7, 1970, a glowing red mist cloaking a metallic UFO descended near two skiers in Finland. The swirling cloud softly buzzed as a brilliant ray of light flowed from its base onto the snow. The astonished men saw a small elfish creature enveloped in the light beam. He was short, had a pale face, was "luminous like phosphorus," and was wearing green overalls, boots, and a conical hat. He carried a box that shot a flash of light and colored sparks at the men, momentarily blinding them while the elf returned to his cloud-shrouded vehicle and departed. Laughing with delight and excitement, the men returned home.

In another account from 1860s Scotland, T. C. Kermode reveals his experience of seeing fairies while walking to a harvest festival with his friend. His friend looked across the river and said, "Oh look, there are the fairies. Did you ever see them?"

I looked across the river and saw a circle of supernatural light.. The spot where the light appeared ... I saw ... a great crowd of little beings ... They moved back and forth amid the circle of light... I advised getting nearer to them, but my friend said, "No, I'm going to the party" ... [M]y friend struck the roadside wall with a stick and shouted, and we lost the vision and the light vanished.

The Reverend Robert Kirk, a minister from the Scottish highlands, believed in fairies and published encounters from his region in his famous work of 1691, The Secret Commonwealth. He said fairies had bodies "somewhat of the nature of a condensed cloud, and best seen in twilight.. [They can appear or disappear at pleasure." It is widely believed that Kirk did not die but was taken into the fairy realm at Aberfoyle Hill, where he can still be found.

Text from: Almanac of the Infamous, the Incredible, and the Ignored by Juanita Rose Violins, published by Weiser Books, 2009

Photograph from the book Some Kind of Heavenly Fire (2020) by Maria Lax

#on this day #january #fairies

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indierpgnewsletter · 1 year

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New Games on Itch.io - January!

This is a post from the Indie RPG Newsletter! Before we get to the games themselves, let me talk about itch.io for a minute. The website was designed for selling videogames but the indie RPG scene adopted it like a hermit-crab chancing upon a toy truck on the beach. This has led to some strange problems. The RPG category is called “physical games”, for example. More generally, it’s a bit confusing to navigate for the average customer.

So why has this eccentric site become the host of this glorious explosion of indie game design and creativity? I can’t say for sure. Maybe its because it was designed as a protest against Steam and turns out that DriveThru has a lot of the same problems. Maybe it’s because the site makes it incredibly easy to publish games. Maybe it’s just a coincidence - a quirk of luck, just network effects compounding into something greater.

But regardless, there’s cool stuff everyday on that site - a LOT of cool stuff. So here’s my attempt at curating the games that came out in January. I found these games either by browsing the site or through people notifying me with this form. Now the important disclaimer is that I haven’t read or played most of these games. This list is me excitedly pointing out things in the shop window, take it in that spirit. My taste is idiosyncratic, so please publish your own lists! And maybe send me a link, I’d love to see them!

Itch.io January Roundup

blasé monotony by Apri describes itself as “a duet game about having conversations while bored at work” but that description hides this dramatic second act. An astronaut and someone in the control room start talking and then things start going wrong… (Free/PWYW)

Lost & Shelved by Donogh McCarthy is a solo game about a librarian finding strange and ephemeral things in the pages of returned books. I’m a sucker for anything about librarians and Donogh McCarthy is a real indie darling as far as I’m concerned.

Undisturbed by GGoldmen is a solo journalling game about dissecting human cadavers. Seems like a very thoughtful game on a grotesque subject! (Free/PWYW)

A Sage’s Salary by krushna is a solo game about a student and their sage. From an Indian designer, sages aren’t neutral figures - they’re a caste. Which makes this more interesting! I started playing but haven’t finished my playthrough of this.

Apocalypse Roadtrip by Mynar Lenahan is a forged in the dark game where you dodge “roaming Kaiju, military bombings, otherworldly cryptids, UFO fleets, and other survivors (friendly and not)”. That sounds like a good time!

5 Act Play by K-Ramstack is a solo roleplaying game where you create a 5 Act Shakespearean play based around prompts.

Dice of War by Torsten Kaltenecker is a comic game about “battles, historians and intellectual disagreements”. Um, yes! Also bonus points for “sulking in a dignified way is recommended”. (Free/PWYW)

The Belles of the Ball is an adventure by boyproblems for Heroes of Myth and Mettle. “A masquerade ball, an ancient mysterious city, a wealthy man playing at vigilante, and the Zool Chamber of Commerce. It's a party you won't want to miss.” (Free/PWYW)

Conflictus Ad Astra by Gabriel Ciprés is an expansion for the very cool (and free) game Space Knights, which is a kind of PbtA Warhammer where each player controls their own legion. (Free/PWYW)

Cold Decisions: The Cult of Namenlos by Mundos Infinitos is a “cult simulator” and honestly, enough said.

Honourable mentions: A complete, final version of Apocalypse Frame, the fast and tactical mecha game, came out this month. Also, D12 and Delve is a dungeon-delving RPG in 12 words by WH Arthur where your character is a business card.

#indie rpg #ttrpg #rpg #ttrpg community #ttrpg design

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scullysexual · 1 year

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Spooky Mulder's UFO Club.

After losing a bet, Scully is forced to join Spooky Mulder’s UFO Club. (actually it’s called The Study of Unexplained Phenomena Project, and it’s a class not a club, but whatever) Ridiculed throughout the school by students and staff alike, Scully wants to get it over with as soon as she can and come “back down to earth” when a class trip up to Alaska, to do their own investigations into the mysterious deaths of four hikers, finds them stranded with an unknown virus wreaking havoc and a woods that becomes its own entity at night, Scully realises this dumb little class packs a lot more horror than she bargained for.

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Based on the Dyatlav Pass Incident, this is an idea that me and one of my friends have had for a while. While this is solely written by myself, I do have her to thank for the idea to turn it into a fic.

Despite having four chapters already written I'm not sure if I'll ever post the rest. If you'd like to see more in the future then please do let me know as that will contribute a lot in my decision.

This fic is a high school au (because I cannot write a normal case file to save my life) It features an Ethan/Scully ship and has brief mentions of bi-polar disorder. I also know nothing about American school or America in general. This is unbetaed but so much fun to write.

@today-in-fic

Why she had agreed to come here, she has no idea. It wasn’t like her presence would be missed if her current situation was anything to go by: stood in the corner of the kitchen, drinking subpar alcohol that tasted more like piss than the fruity cocktail it was supposed to resemble, and being ignored by virtually everyone around her. She should leave, could leave, nobody would stop her…except she didn’t have a car to drive herself home in. Dana rolls her eyes, the anger shimmering in her chest as she revisits the argument she’d only just had with her father before she’d left for the party. Ultimately, he didn’t think she needed one, she had him, her mother, and even BJ to drive her wherever she needed. Dana knew that in actual fact it was so she’d stay under his thumb, know where she was, and more importantly, who she was with. With her own car, she’d be free to go when she liked and her father had made that mistake with her sister: On her seventeenth birthday Melissa had been gifted a car and a year later she’d used it to drive herself down to California to be with her girlfriend without a word said to anyone. How Dana wished her sister had taken her with her.

The worse part of it all, she knew how to drive but after Melissa’s escape it was Dana who had suffered the consequences. Even sharing with BJ was out of the question after a Manic Missy episode had left BJ’s car busted in a ditch. It had been the funds for Dana’s car that had brought BJ his new one. Instead, she relied on Ethan to ferry her around, something she knew he hated.

In fact, Ethan was why she was here, begging her to come to this party because Marcus only turns 18 once and it’s gonna be wild. She had things to do- a Biology test to study for on Monday, and maybe, just maybe, she wanted to take some time out for herself. But Ethan had begged and nagged and perhaps muttered something about having an uncool girlfriend and no, normally she wouldn’t let a comment like that bother her but it had been Ethan who’d said it and Ethan was the one currently keeping her higher up on the high school pecking order than a geeky, ginger, and glasses-wearing girl should be. And so she had caved in, gone to this party at the behest of Ethan only to be ditched within the hour. Where the hell was he anyway?

She finds him in the living room, sat amongst his friends as they try to play beer pong and fail miserably.

“Hey Danes,” Ethan greets when he sees her. “Where’re you been this whole time?”

“Kitchen,” Dana responds and doesn’t elaborate. “Can I talk to you?”

Ethan stares at her when she says no more and fortunately gets the hint.

“Sure,” he says, standing up, wobbling a bit as he does so. He makes an effort to laugh at himself and some of his friends let out a light chuckle as he slowly manoeuvres himself around the furniture, coming towards her.

“Sup?” he asks, leaning against the wall for what Dana assumes is balance. He’s so close to her Dana can smell the same pissy drink she was drinking earlier and takes a step back in disgust.

“I want to go home,” she says plainly.

Ethan chuckles lightly. “Dana, I…” he lets out a huff of air. “I don’t think I can take you home.”

Her stomach drops as she looks at him, eyes glazed over and a stupid grin on his face. Ethan was her only ride home.

“Maybe you could ask someone els3?” Dana scoffs. “Or…or stay. Plenty of people are staying, camp out in a spare room with the girls or something…”

She doesn’t remind him of how little she knows anyone here. “It’s fine,” she says instead. “I’’ll…I’ll just walk it.”

“Dana, I can’t let you walk it.”

“Then I’ll call my dad.”

“He doesn’t know you’re here, remember.”

She stares at him for a moment.

“Could you not sober up?” she asks in a quiet voice.

“Dana…the party’s just started.”

She nods. Got it. No ride home from Ethan tonight.

“Ring this house when you get home, okay?” He starts heading back towards his friends. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“I don’t even have-“ But Ethan is gone, back to his beer pong game. “Marcus’ number…” Dana finishes. She watches him one last moment, completely ignoring her as he laughs and plays and takes another gulp of his drink, then she stalks through the crowd and out the front door.

The garden is mostly empty. With the main birthday party happening in the basement and the curtains drawn, no one would be any wiser to a bunch of high schoolers getting drunk inside. Dana sits down on a bench overlooking Marcus’ mini golf course A few stoners and those also unwanted loiter around but they ignore her as much as she ignores them. The only thing on her mind was how was she getting home.

“Marcus would be the prick to have a golf course, wouldn’t he?”

Dana turns around to the source of the voice. There stands a boy she actually recognises; tall, brown hair, sporty. The type of boy every girl (and maybe boy) would whisper about, want, a trophy boyfriend that would get them high place on the pecking order…if only he wasn’t so low himself. His reputation destroys any hope of being popular, of being wanted by any of the significant girls, so much so that Phoebe Green refuses to acknowledge a relationship between the two ever even happened. He is Spooky Mulder to pretty much everyone, a disgrace to the science world of their school, and a joke to everyone else. The sweatshirt he always wears bearing the letters TS0UP is the cause of that damning reputation.

“You don’t know who I am, do you?”

Dana regards him cooly. “I know who you are, Mulder.”

He smiles at that, a smile that would make any girl weak at the knees, but Dana stands strong, watching him with the caution of watching a bear (or a Big Foot, the creature popping into her mind but she banishes that again. What did Big Foot look like anyway?)

They shared a Psychology class together. Dana only took it because she was taking pretty much every other science, may as well tack psychology onto the list as well. Mulder, however, seemed to generally enjoy it, always listening, always doing well in tests. It was his participation that dragged his grades down, though, he never spoke, just listened. Anywhere else and that would have been endearing.

There was another time they’d met each other, however. 6th grade Geography were they had been paired together for a project. There topic was Bashful Peak in Alaska and they had spent weeks building a model of the mountain- weekends and after school spent at Mulder’s house creating it was a very fond memory Dana still had. They had done a presentation on it as well, both received an A+ for their work.

They hadn’t spoken to each other much after that, only a brief smile in the halls. When they got to high school, Dana climbed the ladder as Mulder fell, and they stopped acknowledging each other all together.

“I’m just wondering why you’re here,” Dana questions as kindly as she can. He went to less parties than she did.

Mulder shrugs. “Wanted to see what all the fuss was about, I didn’t get in the front door, though. You, however…” He cocks his head to the side. “I didn’t realise you were best friends with Marcus Shelby.”

At that she can’t help but smile.

“I’m not. Ethan…” She tries to find the words to describe. “Marcus knows of Ethan so…”

“So you got invited as a plus one. But you’re not in there, you’re out here.”

“I’m trying…I want to go home…Ethan…is- was- my ride back and…” She didn’t want to explain to a stranger that she doesn’t have a car.

“But Ethan is passed out somewhere?” Dana doesn’t say otherwise. “I’ll tell you what…” Mulder makes his way into the golf course and grabs hold of a club while still holding his drink in his other hand and holds it out for her. “Get the ball over the fence and beyond the wall, you got yourself a free ride”

Dana eyes the club and the wall nervously. “And if I don’t get it over I lose my ride?”

Mulder smiles. “I’ll still drive you-“ Relief spreads through her. “But…If I get it over you join T-soup.”

The relief vanishes. Her face drops as she eyes up his sweatshirt. Spooky Mulder’s UFO Club is a joke. No self-respecting person would ever go near it and what made it worse was it was, in fact, a class and not a club, a complete waste of school resources. He had to be kidding.

“Why?” she asks.

“Why…?”

“Why do you want me to join?”

Mulder shrugs. “I guess we could use more people who think like you. Makes it interesting.”

“No.” she outright says.

Mulder grins, undeterred. “You better hope I miss then.” He shakes the club in his hand but before Dana can grab it he pulls it back. “Just one more question. You’re not drunk, are you? I wouldn’t want you to be at a disadvantage.”

“I’m not. Are you?”

“Not a drop,” he answers.

Dana regards him. “You’re drinking,” she says, nodding to his cup.

“Orange juice.”

She doesn’t believe him.

“Try it if you don’t believe me.”

She takes the cup from his offered hand, drinking a small sip. It was orange juice. Only orange juice. She hands it back to him.

“Give me the club then.”

At the end of the day, it didn’t matter if she got the ball over the wall, she was getting her part of the deal regardless. She only starts to worry when it’s Mulder’s turn. He places the ball down, lines the club up with it as perfect as he believes it is and hits it. The ball soars over the fence, pass where Dana’s landed, all the way over to the wall.

Her heart sinks as Mulder smiles at her, unable to hide his joy.

“I’ll order you a T-soup sweatshirt as soon as possible.”

This was going to be the end of her.

#the x-files #the x files #txf fic #xfiles fanfiction #high school au #future fic ideas #scullysexualwrites

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chill-vibes-but-rainbow-panic · 1 year

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I've played some Miitopia today, and now I feel the need to make this

I don't necessarily hate all of these monsters, I just choose those I found most annoying

Under the read more is a list of why every enemy is included (partially because it can be hard to remember them all), but you can obviously ignore it. These are just my own reasons

Also, if you really like/love one of these, don't let me stop you! This poll is just for funsies

UFO: Can steal all of your teammate's HP Bananas one by one, and you never get them back

Terror Fiend: Will do 999 damage almost every round it attacks, and it always hits

Twerkey: LOOK AT IT! Also, I hate its 'Angry'-Action

Rare Snurp: They just randomly disappear, sometimes in the first round, sometimes in the last round

"Traveler" Wind: Can remove entire party members from your team for two rounds. Again, I know bosses are harder, but it annoys me, nonetheless

Ancient Robot: Has that 'Wave Cannon 2'-Action, where it charges a strong laser and then fires (and if there's two of them, they'll fire immediately), forcing you to constantly puts Miis in the Safe-Spot/behind shields. The attack also does quite a bit of damage, so you can't always just leave your Miis unprotected

Mummy: Able to steal a party member's weapon, so they can't use an action and only attack with their bare hands

Glamorous Pharaoh: Able to hypnotize a party member, forcing them to heal the enemy. They also do this constantly

#miitopia #miitopia enemies #miitopia monsters #poll #tumblr polls

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fobredactedove · 8 days

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omg absolutely my beautiful partner ufo anon :333 girltrick meets me at a party and im pretty intoxicated and she keeps ordering me shots. eventually i get real hammered and she takes me home because "its dangerous at this time of night to walk alone! ill take you darling!" she brings me to her hous leading me to the sofa where she forces me down and unzips my trousers. im far too gone at this point and everything just blurs together. she starts riding my dick and shes sooo tight but i feel horrible for enjoying it because i never even gave her consent she makes me cum in her several times and im basically knocked out on her sofa. shes lying on top of me cooing in my ear about how shes going to have my baby. I have no choice but to stay with her now :333

-three anon

#ps #genderbending tag #intox tag #noncon tag #pregnancy tag #three anon

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shyanshippingsociety · 1 year

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Shyan Shipping Society Fic Promo - November 2022 - January 2023

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holiday parties and the new year, the perfect excuse for some shyan fic! check out everything our members wrote from november 2022 to january 2023! and if you’re interested, check out our new years fic exchange masterpost!

november

Who You Gonna Call? by Golden4278 | G, 2K, on-going

Ghost Busters! AU

Simple Math by TheMouthKing & tripwirealarm | E, 118K, complete

While filming Ghost Files, a joke goes off the rails and lights a long-ignored fuse between its two co-hosts, but what’s initially just some fun fooling around under specific parameters leads to increasingly complicated feelings, and when a situation brings those feelings under a microscope, a choice has to be made.

Icarus Falling by teresa_agasgi | T, 1K, complete

When Shane flies too close to the sun he needs something to fall back to.

aka Ryan comforts Shane

Something Unholy by PlatinumPussycat208 | E, 2K, complete

“I’m glad you’re taking this investigation very seriously.” “I just want the ghosties to come and fuck around with me!” - Shane and Ryan encounter a ghostly presence at St Ignatius, just not in the way they expected.

Anti-Heroes by Golden4278 | G, 800, on-going

What if the hero and villain were secretly best friends?

Ryan and Shane are broke students at New York University, studying photography and journalism respectively. When they each stumble upon the other's secret, the boys come up with the brilliant idea to make some cash reporting on their own escapades.

Don’t Ever Change by ouijaboy | T, 1K, complete

“Look at how clear the night turned out! There’s not a cloud in sight!”

Ryan shifts grumpily again, and tucks his hands into his armpits. “Or a flying saucer. You’ve made your point, man.”

[Ryan takes Shane UFO-watching. It goes about as well as expected.]

December

Curios and Curiouser by live_from_new_york | T, 3K, complete

“Nothing in this store is haunted. Because ghosts aren’t real.”

“Oh,” Ryan said, “That’s where you’re wrong, buddy. Ghosts are real. There are several documented paranormal encounters, even just here in LA!”

Shane runs an antique store and struggles to take Ryan seriously.

Button up your Overcoat by PhyllisDietrichson | E, 7K, complete

Don’t ever get into the P.I. business with a head full of ideals and a whole briefcase full of compunctions. It’s bad for the profit margins.

A Very Little Christmas by denimwrapped | G, 3K, complete

Shane's a witch. Ryan doesn't know this. At least, not until he stumbles upon Shane's enchanted grimoire, which hits him with a curse - and on the day before Christmas, no less. Luckily, Shane's already on his way to see his family, who should be able to undo this magical mishap.

Of course, the witch thing isn't the only secret Shane's been holding onto.

And you still owe me by Haroldmay | M, 1K, on-going

Can you ever really move on?

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With quick steps he moved forward and his gaze shifted around. The room was filled with all sorts of curiosities, big and small and most of them dusty. Several candles were the only light sources and he tried squint.

“Greetings!” He said, trying to be polite. “I come to you because I need a favor. A murder to be precise.”

"You come to me for this, on the day of my daughter's wedding?" Replied a voice out of the dark.

~~~

Disclaimer: This is just a little joke. More Meme than Fic. It's about the characters Shane Madej and Ryan Bergara and has nothing to do with the real people behind them: Brad Pistachio and Brian Cramblish.

Chain 4 U by ouijaboy | T, 3K, complete

"You know you’re supposed to keep your voice down in the library, right?"

Steven's just trying to get through his shift with Shane, but his friends are being super weird with each other. And each other's girlfriends. (Huh.) SMaShR, Steven POV.

January

I Could Lift You Up by ouijaboy | T, 5K, complete

WWW-inspired. Five times Shane made a big ol’ romantic gesture, and one time Ryan returned the sentiment. (Plus a little bit of ‘clearing the air’ in the middle. They’re trying their best, damn it!)

How to Befriend the Monster in Your Closet by Golden4278 | G, 143K, on-going

Ryan: Hi God, it’s me again. I just moved to LA and I’m really lonely. I need someone to be my friend, someone who understands me. Maybe… you could send me an angel? Yeah! The nicest angel you have.

Demon Shane: *LAUGHS MANIACALLY*

open the yawning grave by PhyllisDietrichson | T, 2K, complete

This close, Shane can see Ryan’s eyes are welling with unshed tears. But he’s smiling—he’s smiling so big and his voice is sure, and he sits right there on the ground, where there’s tree roots and tufts of grass and he tugs Shane against him and gently, gently, he works a firm hand under Shane’s jaw and kisses his chapped lips and Shane feels—something glow in his chest—and for the first time he draws breath without the stinging reproof of pain.

Haunting Hometowns by MmeBabs | E, 34K, on-going

“Just keep reading,” she says. Her face is undecipherable, so he continues. As soon as he reaches his band’s name drop in the article, his eyes shoot back up to hers. There’s a certain sparkle in her eye. “You haven’t gotten to the best part yet.”

“Did he – Did he call me Dave Grohl and then immediately shit on my music? I think I have emotional whiplash from this. I have so many questions.”

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Ryan is the frontman of the popular band 'Ryan and the Phantoms'.

'Hunters and Gatherers' is Shane's one-man indie band from Illinois.

Their paths cross while out on tour.

Baby, I'm yours by tasty_littl_snack | NR, 500, complete

Ryan has to be doing this on purpose.

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