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idkanameatall · 1 month
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Crying screaming while prepping for the hardest part of camp nanowrimo (naming my characters)
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abyssalpriest · 11 months
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Me: I am steadfast on the issue that cultural appropriation is an issue, but being drawn to research and talk to people of a spiritual culture and find out what you need to convert and/or appropriately interact with the culture is OK and that doesn't change when youre directed to start it by a spirit. If you're going to go through the proper means, the reason you started going through those proper means whether it's mundane or spiritual shouldn't matter. Many of the cultures in question are perfectly OK with people who think they are reincarnations of people involved with the group (for example monks taking on - taking BACK on - people who have memories of being in their monastery in a past life and who are now returning to said monastery to continue their work), or are OK with being drawn there by spirits of the group like hindu gods calling to people who aren't hindu because many Hindus see them as avatars of a universal God, and it's a rather uniquely western (for lack of a better term) idea that the only appropriate way to approach being drawn to another spiritual path is by completely mundane things, as if spirits and those groups have no autonomy nor ability to reach out unless it's through mundane means. Many of these cultures do not have the distinction of mundane therefore normal vs religion therefore not entirely real or able to be leaned upon as factual, it's disrespectful to tell cultures that believe in, say, reincarnation memories and autonomous/far reaching gods that you're Protecting them from.... things they believe are possible and ok... and not letting each individual culture make their own decisions on whether someone is respectful or not when they come knocking and give their reasons as to why they knocked is just in my mind much more harmful and intolerant of these cultures than the odd person genuinely appropriating
Spirits: OK, so here's where I want you to go research-wise and what name of mine I want you to learn about, it's directly connected to these people who you are not a part of, but I deserve to be able to not have my families and work on Earth ignored just because you aren't a part of them. If you want to be intimately close with me you need to meet my families, I will send you to learn about me from the people who know better than you and who are more experienced than you, and obviously I want you to do that in the way that's respectful to them, because they are my family, their importance and autonomy and the sacredness of their religion is exactly why I'm telling you who I am in their pantheons - it is about me honouring the work they have done with me over millennia. If you claim to love me then you should understand who I work with and why
Me: hmm....... Sounds like cultural appropriation tho....
#Insert what I just said about Leviathan being straightforward and ''if you want to actually do this work it will be hard and push#your understandings but if you believe in spirits then you better act like we're real and autonomous. If you want to treat us like#theories and lists of association you can go back to not talking to me and not listening to me and just worship my name''#He didn't say that to me but it's what I've gathered from a lot of conversations with him on shit like...#People just automatically worshiping him and getting barely anything out of it bc they can't even talk to him so he just has to be vaguely#present - not even vaguely present most of the time he points out given all the cultures that just give him shit for existing#Not saying actual literal cultures are wrong I'm saying that there's a lot of cultural ''we honour this trio because they created us'' in#the way wed talk about a culture of drinking. Not like a culture as in a literal locational group of people. Anyway.#Stuff like that and talking about how yeah sorry put in the work if you want results and how the spiritual world does not conform#to discourse any more than the natural world on this plane does like.... Animals will still kill and torture and abuse other animals#even if we sit here debating if they should or not.... Likewise we can sit here and have discourse over whether spirits will or won't#reach out to people of other cultures and whether reincarnation only works within the same culture over and over which....#I don't...... Unless you wanna use castes as your primary example of what Good ideas of reincarnation looks like.......#So many cultures that believe in reincarnation are being thrown under the bus by our discourse on what they should and shouldn't believe#for their own good??? Anyway this discussion doesn't have anything to do w reincarnation but that is one place where this attitude#is exemplified so. It's an example#ramblings //#Anyway. I know he's encouraging me to talk about it bc I know what I need to do and if I'm wrong I will figure that out#But man I spent enough years in a spiritual cult and then a borderline political cult online I'm so tired of being told I am evil#for having opinions on how to be Good and Appropriate and Kind. Bit even on how to get away with stuff I genuinely think the way#we approach appropriation is harmful to these cultures and I want to go about this more educated and understanding and....#Aware that we all use discourse a lot of the time to denounce other cultures' autonomy and practices and beliefs#but because we can rationalise why what we're doing is Helpful and Good we just shut down any attempt to say UMMM not good....#As being an excuse to appropriate and cross borders that shouldn't be crossed. Anyway#UGH. It makes my head spin to be sitting here like yes the most respectful thing for me to do seems to be reach out and learn#like. Because I know this spirit is real - shared by the culture I'm interacting with so if you shut me down saying yeah how do you Know#he's real you're shutting them down too which... Is most of my argument.... But because I know he's real that means he is a part of this#culture. This is a partner of mine. A best friend. Who has spent millennia in Mongolia with millions of people there. And I'm sitting here#like yeah yeah anyway we can't talk about Mongolia and what you do there and who you work with and why bc.... People on the Internet#will yell at me for it....
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dartlekey · 1 year
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Up and down goes the small pink pill, bouncing across Eddie’s hand. He twists it between his fingers, bounces it across his knuckles - it glances off one of his many rings occasionally, but never drops, is always caught by a steady palm, and flicked back into rotation. Steve watches idly - the movement is mesmerizing, even more so because he’s a little high, relaxing on Eddie’s narrow bed as Eddie scribbles into a notebook. 
Whether the scribbles are song lyrics or campaign ideas Steve doesn’t know; he’s asked before, but Eddie wouldn’t tell. He’s been weirdly uptight all day, actually, more quiet than usual, but asked Steve to stay when he offered to fuck off if Eddie needed some space. (It’d make sense if Eddie needed space, really; they’ve been hanging out so much recently, but there’s something about each other’s company that makes both of them feel safe, and neither of them usually gets much of that, anymore.)
“Okay, I’ll bite,” Steve says, stubbing out the joint in Eddie’s bedside ashtray. “What kinda pill is that?”
Eddie doesn’t glance up, but Steve feels the weight of his attention shift as his fingers pinch the tablet to stillness, at least for the moment. “Estrogen,” he says, sounding contemplative. “The other kind of E.”
Steve frowns, because he’s a little faded, sure, but not high enough for Eddie to be this confusing. “Wait, isn’t that like, hormones? Thought you only sold drugs.”
“Yeah, this is just for me,” Eddie says, then shrugs. “Maybe. I don’t know.”
Steve sits up, runs a hand through his hair - the kids like to joke about him having a “Mom-Sense” like Peter Parker has a “Spidey-Sense” (whoever the fuck that is), and they’re not wrong; he can always tell when someone is struggling with themselves. “Yeah?”
Eddie does look up at him, then. Doesn’t exactly look nervous, more… tired, if anything. 
“I think I’m a girl.”
Steve blinks, considers this. Doesn’t consider doubting Eddie, because that’d be fucking stupid - Eddie likes to act impulsive, but someone who can plan eleven-hour campaigns and still have four super-geniuses howling with shock and betrayal at the end of it? Someone like that doesn’t speak without thought. “How come?”
Eddie huffs out a long breath, spins around in the wobbly desk chair. “Wheeler Junior was being a sore loser, said I’m just like his sister. I know he was trying to piss me off, but I can’t stop thinking about it. The thought makes me fucking giddy.”
Steve nods a few times, plucks at a loose thread on Eddie’s comforter. “Huh. Yeah, kind of makes sense, actually.”
Eddie squints at him. “It does?”
Steve shrugs, a little embarrassed, but the weed has loosened his tongue enough to admit, “You’re pretty.”
Eddie raises an eyebrow, but there’s a smile tugging at the corner of his - her (?) mouth. ”Boys can be pretty.”
“Yeah, but you’re like, girl-pretty. Don’t laugh, it’s a thing! It’s like - like, I can see a guy and go yeah, he’s good looking, and that’s it and I go about my day, but with girls there’s like this sense of awe? It’s like, wow, she’s pretty, can I get her to smile? I kinda wanna know what her hair smells like.”
Eddie stares at him incredulously, and Steve gives an annoyed huff, only just manages to restrain himself from overexplaining how last week he actually thought he was bi for a hot second, before he realized that apart from Eddie, guys still seem about as sexually alluring as housetrained rats.
Well, not apart from Eddie, now, because it turns out Eddie is a girl. Problem solved.
“So what do I call you now?”
“Hmm?”
“Like…” Steve waves his hand vaguely. “Do you want a new name? Or something?”
Eddie starts bouncing the pill across her fingers again. “No, Eddie is fine. It’s… neutral, I like that. But use girl words, I guess?”
Steve frowns. Maybe he is too high for this. “Like… babe? Sweetheart?”
Eddie barely manages to tamp down on a laugh. “Like she and her, dude. Like Eddie’s driving the other girls to Nancy’s because Robin doesn’t have a car and Max and El are underage. Five minutes as a girl and you already want to climb me like a tree, is that it?”
Steve blushes, lobs Eddie’s dog-eared copy of the Silmarillion at her, which she dodges expertly, cackling in that wild way that she has. Still Eddie. Still pretty. “Shut up, it’s not like that,” Steve grumbles, and Eddie grins, tugging her hair in front of her mouth. “Keep telling yourself that, big boy.”
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mr-laveau · 2 months
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LaVeau-gue
Hello folks! Do you wanna have a design of your listener from a particular Audio RP series but have no idea how to draw or even design a listener who may appeal to your aesthetic sensibilities? Do you wanna change that?
I introduce you to LaVeau-gue! A thing that I, Laveau, have decided to do off of my own whims and personal curiosity!
How does the LaVeau-gue work?
Simple! Below you'll find a list of questions regarding your listener's personality, backstory, aesthetic, what audio RP fandom they're from, etc. You'll fill these out in a public ask and send them to me, Laveau, who will work on a design each week/based on my available time!
For those who may have not come across my art, lemme show you some examples of what you'd be getting:
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If you're interested, here are the questions you need to fill out in regards to your listener design and send in your ask to me:
What's your listener's name and nickname?
What's their backstory?
What's the desired aesthetic of your listener character (punk, greaser, bimbo, scene kid, schoolgirl)?
What's your listener's gender presentation like?
What's your listener's ethnicity?
What's your listener's age?
What's your listener's body type/build?
What's your listener's star sign?
What are your listener's most important relationships and who are they connected to?
What's your listener's hobbies/interests?
If your listener was a deity from a known mythology, what deity would they be?
What Audio RP series are they from?
What kind of lover are they to their partner/what kind of friend are they?
What is something/are some things that your listener values?
Pick a song that you think represents your listener.
What's the inspiration behind your listener's design?
Could you give me a vague concept of what your listener's visual vibe is?
What are some extra tidbits you wanna tell me about your listener?
Those are the questions! I look forward to what you've gotta tell me about your listener!
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rithiathemoth · 6 months
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RW AU Idea: Rising From the Tides
Moon collapses, as per the in-game events, but what if bc a lot of her neurons were destroyed, she forgot everything, including the cause of her collapse or the person behind it. All she vaguely knows is that someone was the cause of her collapse. With that said, since she is focused on the idea of someone doing this to her, she's become a bit more cold when it comes to her quest for revenge, but she still has some of her kindness for people or creatures (it's dependent on who she thinks could have caused her collapse, or who/what is trying to kill her now. Pretty sure everyone rages at lizards, so no surprise there lol).
As a bit of a side objective, she's also trying to find out who she is. Most of her identity is gone from the collapse, and she is barely even aware of what she is or what her name is, so she wants to figure that out too. As well as this, no one believes she's still alive, as her puppet is gone, and her neurons are mostly dead, so no one is looking for her, nor are they aware she is going on a search for who tried to kill her. Not even FP knows, and he is in pain from the idea he murdered his sister.
Also, since she doesn't have access to anyone else, and she doesn't remember exactly what she used to do, or what her structure used to look like, she isn't aware of what she is, or what the large imposing edifices are. She doesn't really know what she is, who she is, or anyone she used to know, but she does know she is inorganic.
There's more to this, but I don't wanna give spoilers too soon ;)
(Edit: This is just a prototype base concept, it might be subject to change. If there are any concerns, let me know)
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blasphemecel · 1 year
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Portgas D. Ace — Kind Of, Maybe
PAIRING: Portgas D. Ace/Reader WORD COUNT: 4.1k TYPE: Friends to Lovers, Fluff & Humor, a little Pining, Modern AU WARNING(S): Drunken shenanigans at one point, Reader is a dangerous driver (inspired by my friend who has almost done in almost all of us), A few NSFW jokes
It’s not often that Ace is the more sensible one or the less idiotic one. After he came back from a trip overseas, however, you were unfortunately the only one who was available to pick him up from the airport. He’s never been in your car before, but he has heard Sabo’s horror stories about your driving. Sabo banned Luffy from driving with you when he alarmingly claimed it sounded like fun, but he never banned Ace from being your passenger, and sometimes Ace wonders if Sabo even cares about him.
Yes, he’s a grown ass man and Sabo can’t ban him from anything, and yes he’s being melodramatic, but those are just semantics.
He’s spacing out contemplating this grave danger he’s in, not paying attention to you until your voice brings him out from his stupor. You still have one hand around the wheel while you’re holding up your phone with the other. “Yeah man, that’s my order. Hey, Ace, what flavor of pizza do you want?”
“Eyes on the road!” he cries, realizing you’ve turned to look at him.
“Eyes on the road, I don’t think that’s a flavor. Oh, wait, he’s talking about me,” you say, looking ahead again. “Ok, you can make it a veggie then.”
“You know I don’t like that one,” he says, glaring at you. You’ve gotta be doing it on purpose.
You roll your eyes in annoyance. “He’s such a diva. Change the veggie to a barbecue. Ok, thanks. Love you.”
“Why are you telling the pizza person you love them?”
“I have no idea,” you say, throwing your phone to the backseat.
“You’re a very dangerous person, you know that?” asks Ace.
With a flick of your hand, you dismiss his concerns and take a turn. Through a suspicious squint, Ace vaguely recalls these streets, but they don’t lead to his and his brothers’ house.
“You’re going in the wrong direction.”
“I thought we’re going to my house,” you say.
“Why would we be going there?”
“To eat, moron.”
Ace doesn’t even remember agreeing to this — probably because you didn’t bother asking him if he wants any — but he sighs and gives in without a word since you already ordered for him, too, and it’s not like he would’ve denied your invitation in the first place. Instead he chooses to change the subject.
“Does your car have a name?” he blurts out.
“What?”
“You seem like the kinda douche who’d have a car named Becky or something.”
“Shut up,” you say, reaching out to punch him in the shoulder, but try to concentrate on driving again before he starts wailing about his ‘safety’ and how you guys are going to ‘die.’ “If my car had a name, it’d be something cool like Orgasmtron-3000.”
He snorts at you, eyes crinkling at your stupidity. “Pfft. That’s lame and you know it.”
“You wouldn’t get it,” you declare with a flippant hand gesture before you turn up your nose like a snob. Ace really wishes you’d watch the damn road, but the scenery becomes more familiar the longer the drive goes on. Somehow the two of you are still intact by the time you pull up near your apartment complex.
He’s only ever swung by your place for late night parties and his memories of those times are foggy at best. Now, it’ll be different: 1. Both of you will be sober, and 2. The other borderline alcoholics won’t be there to keep you company. The thought makes him a little nervous suddenly, even though he knows it’s silly. It’s just you. And he survived the ride so it’s a tad too late to be stressed.
“Soo, how was your trip?” you ask once you’ve both made it inside the elevator.
“Fun at times, not so fun at others,” he tells you, pressing the button for the floor you live on since he’s closer. “You know how it is.”
“Wow, you’re so descriptive.”
“Aw, like you really wanna listen to all that.”
This is unlike him since Ace loves chewing your ears off with his stories, though you suppose he’s not inebriated enough to start telling you about the time he and Sabo pissed in a pond and got arrested. Which is something you’ve heard about around fifteen times at your get-togethers.
You smile your usual sharp and evil little grin, inching closer to him, his nose hovering near yours, breath mingling. “What if I do?”
Ace tilts his head to the side, not understanding what you’re getting at. “I don’t know? I’d tell you, I guess.”
The elevator doors open and you back away from him like nothing had happened, face slacking, leading the way to your apartment. He follows in your stead and you two spend some time catching up for a few minutes until the pizza arrives. You act like you’ve forgotten you ordered it already, which doesn’t surprise him, but Ace would also rather give himself a noogie than miss out on free food.
Your return is cause for celebration enough, so he cheers and you bow while balancing the two boxes in your hands.
“You even got the biggest ones,” he points out with a genuine sense of wonder, like you’ve made him the happiest man alive by buying some shit full of grease. You place them on the table, re-taking your spot next to him on the couch.
“What can I say? My riches precede me.” Not to mention you had a discount on that, but you’re not about to tell him lest your delusions of luxury shatter.
“Not to be that guy, but that’s… not how you use that word.”
At his response, you scoff. “Go to Italy once and you start thinking you’re all fancy.”
“You’re an idiot,” he says, nudging you in the ribs and laughing at your expense once more. Your scowling only gets more intense, but then he stops when an idea crosses his mind. He reaches for another slice and then he brings it up to your face like he’s trying to tempt a horse with carrots. “Try some of mine. It’s really good.”
“Sure,” you concede, parting your mouth, about to take a bite. If you’re generous (which you’d insist you are, usually), you might even share yours.
At this moment Ace falls asleep with his head landing on your shoulder. Both of his pizza slices end up on your shirt and one of his arms dangles around your waist. Your eye twitches as visions of washing these new stains enter your mind. For a second you contemplate kicking him out to get robbed or something, but you end up letting him doze on you anyway.
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You’re laying down on your towel and Ace invited himself to sit on it, too, in front of you under the parasol. It’s cramped and you don’t have enough space to stretch your legs without exposing them to the harsh sun. Besides, you’d overdramatized how you burned your soles when you guys were settling down earlier. “Why’d you even wanna go to the beach? You can’t even swim.”
“I told you already!” You can imagine the dumb expression he’s making with ease, even though you can only see him rubbing the back of his head. “I wanted to go boating with you. And then I forgot to take the boat…”
Ignoring how idiotic that is, you say, “I think you just like having an excuse to be shirtless.”
Ace clicks his tongue, your remark reminding him of something. “They actually still do that dresscode thing at restaurants, can you believe that?”
You can believe that considering he got kicked out on your birthday a few years ago for showing up in just an unbuttoned shirt, a ridiculous cowboy hat and crocs. Then you had to sneak him in through the bathroom window. Sometimes your genius mind astounds you.
“No, that’s totally a shock,” you say in the most genuine tone you can muster. A thought crosses your mind, and that never ends in anything good, but regardless you proceed.
You grace Ace with a light kick to the back, and he turns around with a small frown on his lips. “Why am I your foot scrubber all of a sudden?”
“Ace, I’m bored,” you tell him. “I wanna bury you in the sand.”
He pushes your legs away from him to fry on the scorching sands, which makes you glare at him, and then he protests, “No way! Not if I bury you first.”
Your instinctual reaction is to sit up and try to put him in a chokehold, which leads him to mumble something about you being a raging sociopath under his breath, but he wrestles out of your hold without too much trouble. What ensues next is a series of swats and pushing at each other as well as incoherent screams about who’s going to be a ‘sandy loser.’ Many bystanders stare incredulously at your childish display.
At one point, Ace manages to get you to lie back down. Not restraining your wrists or anything is definitely an unwise move, but he manages to lose his balance somehow and he tumbles over you, finding his chest pressed against yours, faces dangerously close together. Again, he gets this sort of sheepish nervousness in this proximity, even though it’s not unusual for you to touch each other. Something about this is different though, with his lips almost ghosting over yours. A queasy feeling torments his stomach.
Everything stills, and Ace swallows dryly before he clenches his fists by your sides. Alright, this is the moment. He lowers his eyelids, mentally preparing himself to give you a quick peck, but you interrupt his plans of romance by rolling over and flipping your positions so you’re straddling him now.
The sand feels unbearably hot on his back. Whatever mood he was in before is surely ruined now and you let out an evil laugh of triumph before you pour some over his abdomen, too.
“Wait, ouch, it burns,” he pleads, but you ignore him and continue with your task of burying him. “Seriously, you’re vicious!”
“Shut up. I won.”
Ace pushes you off, but you slip away and bolt towards the water. When you throw a glance over your shoulder and realize he’s following you, you don’t make it past the shallows. After one step in, he backs away with exaggerated fright. “It’s cold.”
“It’s so hot this, it's so cold that,” you say, crossing your arms and shifting your weight to one hip. “You’re such a baby.” Then, unprovoked, you splash him by swiping your leg across the water and laugh to yourself as if it’s really funny.
Ace stands upright and shivers like a hideous wet animal as a result. Still, your douchebaggery is the only motivation he needs to resolve to waddle in and try to get revenge on you while you walk sideways like a crab in your attempt at avoiding him.
Noticing your refusal to go any deeper, Ace halts with a smile. “Aw, you don’t want me to drown,” he says.
“Come on, what do you think I am-”
He takes the opportunity to pull you forward by the arms into himself and you both fall down, with him on his ass and you on your knees, almost bumping your head into his nose before you adjust yourself. You deadpan,
“What, so now we’re gonna sit here and play like toddlers?”
As if this wasn’t what you were doing before, anyway.
“Well, it’s easier to do this now,” he says, splashing you in the face. A seaweed ends up on your forehead and Ace almost dies laughing while you spit out water and rub your eye.
“Remember what you said about me not wanting you to drown?”
“Yeah?”
“I don’t care anymore!”
With this declaration, Ace can only dart out of the water in a panic and run back to the parasol before you really lunge and kill him.
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When Ace sees he has a text from you, he makes the mistake of smiling. It must mean you’re planning some outing since that’s usually why you message him, but then he unlocks his phone and swipes to your contact, and his grin falls immediately, replaced by a look of puzzlement.
butt-head Do you take it up the ass
Beavis ??????????
butt-head Lol Sorry wrong chat
Beavis who tf are u texting that
butt-head Nunya
Beavis never heard of him
butt-head Nunya Business 😎😎😎😎
Beavis seriously doesn’t ring a bell
butt-head Dude
 Idiot do u know a guy named nunya business
sabo-kins You can’t be serious?
Idiot is he rich or something
sabo-kins ACE?????????
Idiot i mean his last name is business
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You’re having the time of your life, surrounded by several friends on the island seat while you pre-game even though there isn’t even a game. In other words, you’re piss drunk and everyone’s laughing up a storm at your story. Thatch almost chokes on his own spit when you finish off with, “And then he told Sabo, ‘I mean, his last name is Business.’”
Ace, sitting to your left, narrows his eyes at you in suspicion over the lid of his glass. “So, what, you mean to tell me Nunya Business doesn’t-” and then before he can finish his sentence, once he hears himself aloud, he stops talking and blinks in amazement. “Wow, I can’t believe I fell for that.”
“Me neither,” you howl, slapping your knee even though it’s not that funny.
“C’mon, you’re an asshole,” he says, butting into your side, though at the cost of almost falling off his bar stool. Ace swings an arm over your shoulder and brings you closer while you squint your eyes at him like he’s blurry. He kind of is, from your point of view.
“That’s not what Nunya said last night.”
He barks out a fake laugh at that, then immediately turns serious, returning your squinting. “Stop. I won’t fall for it again.”
“Whateverrr,” you slur, throwing an arm around his waist, too.
“Like, I totally won’t.”
“Hahahaha,” you say, not really laughing, but the corners of your mouth quirk up regardless. Then you nudge him like he nudged you when you ordered pizza that one time. “What’s Nunya Business to you, anyway?”
“It’s really not funny. I thought you were cheatin’ on me,” he whines, resting his head on your shoulder.
You’re too far gone to question why he’s suddenly decided you’re dating, so you place your head on his. “I’d never do that! It was the good old wrong chat maneuver.”
“[Y/nnnnnnnnn]…”
“Aceeeeeeeeeee…”
“What’s wrong with them?” Marco mutters, downing another shot of whiskey, while Thatch shrugs as if to say ‘just the regular idiocy.’
“You know,” he starts, then he shoots upright, knocking you away from him, leaving you to rub your forehead. With more determination this time, he starts over and raises his index finger high in the air. “You know, I’d- I’d get a tattoo of your name.”
You’re sure he didn’t plan to say that and just made it up on the spot and you’re also pretty sure he doesn’t mean it. Still, you’ll entertain the notion as if he’s being genuine instead of drunken gibberish. “Hmm.” Then you poke him on the biceps before you start squeezing it, rubbing your chin while deep in thought. “I don’t want that, though. You couldn’t even spell yours right.”
“It’s not meant to be my name,” he says. “I told you like, a million times. After you called me Asce once in front of everyone, remember? And the lady taking our reservations thought my name was Asce…”
“Aceeeeeeeeeee…” you cry again.
“[Y/nnnnnnnn]…” Ace spreads his arms then, trying to hug you.
“‘m sorry.” You pucker your lips like in a cartoon, trying to land one big gross kiss to his forehead.
In a fit of narcolepsy, Ace’s eyes flutter shut and he falls over the counter while you suddenly hurl over his shoulder before you start coughing, gagging on your own vomit. In a way, his abrupt nap saved him since at least his face didn’t meet this fate. And, okay, maybe you both had too much to drink just this once.
Marco jams a thumb in your direction and sighs as if to say ‘See? Idiots.’
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You wake up with a throbbing headache, though at least you find you’re in your bed, which means you made it home without getting run over or something. Your phone blares, apparently in need of your attention, and you lean over to retrieve it.
Beavis we need to talk about last night
Uh oh. Your memories of whatever transpired yesterday are vague at best, but you don’t recall a situation when someone said this to you after a night of drinking that ended up well. You try to mask your ignorance with a neutral reply.
butt-head What about it
Beavis i cant believe u let me think nunya was a real person for a week straight?!?!?!
Oh, wait, yeah. You were telling that story to Marco and Thatch at the bar. You send a voice message of your obnoxious laughter for a minute straight in response.
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You can’t believe Luffy has your ass playing Hide and Seek right now.
Sabo and Ace are busy until tomorrow morning and apparently he doesn’t enjoy being left alone for so long, so Ace asked you to do him a ‘small’ favor and keep him company until tomorrow morning. You like Luffy well enough to accept, and now here you are.
Though you expected he would’ve busted your ass by now. A part of you wishes he would since your limbs are all growing numb the longer you hold this position. You can hear speaking from outside, though with your position it’s all too muffled to make out. Then footsteps near Ace’s room, where you’re hiding, and you think finally Luffy is going to find you.
The door opens then shuts again, which you find kind of odd, and then something outside rustles. Maybe Luffy is checking if you’re under the bed? You can imagine him doing so.
After a while of nothing, the closet door opens.
It’s not Luffy you come face-to-face with, but Ace. His eyes widen in surprise as do yours while you stare at each other.
“Uh,” he starts while you pretend you don’t notice that he’s almost naked.
“I can explain,” you say.
“Nah. Luffy told me you guys are playing.”
He backs away and you shuffle around until you make it out of the cramped space while Ace nonchalantly leans over to rummage for pajamas. Something crosses your mind then. “I thought you’re coming back tomorrow?”
“Oh, uh… My thing ended early,” he tells you, slipping a t-shirt over his head and adjusting it. He totally didn’t bail to see you since he knew you’d be here. That’d be stupid.
You seem to catch onto this, though, because you grin and lower your eyelids at him, looking smug. Inching closer with crossed arms, you ask, “Did it now?”
“Depends on what you’re gonna do about it,” he chances, deciding to play your game.
How you’re about to continue, he’s not sure, but you jostle when you feel a tap on your shoulder. “Found you,” Luffy says, unimpressed.
“Don’t sneak up on me like that.” You level him with your trademark glare.
“You’re not very good at this game,” he says.
“What? You were looking for me for forever!”
“Touchy about Hide and Seek, aren’t you?” Ace asks with a laugh, in slight disbelief of your immaturity.
“Shut up, no one’s talking to you, bedhead.”
“Bedhead?! You like my hair and you know it.”
“I mean,” Luffy continues as if you and Ace aren’t having another unnecessary argument, “you’re just standing here in plain sight.”
“I so wasn’t!” With finality, you turn towards Ace. “Anyway, now that you’re here, I guess I can go home, right?”
“I mean, you can stay, too.”
“Like I wanna sleep on the couch.”
“Wait,” he says, and he wants to offer for you to share the bed with him or something, but instead what comes out of his mouth at the last second is, “you didn’t drive Luffy anywhere, right?”
You stare at him like you find him stupid and incredulous. “No?”
“Okay ‘cause Sabo banned it.”
With a roll of your eyes, you step out of the room, and then you notice Ace is trailing after you. “What do you want?”
“Nothing, geez.”
“Ok, but Sabo is so dramatic. I’m very good at driving.”
Ace assesses you with a disbelieving look.
“Fuck you.”
“Have a safe drive home.”
“Seriously, I’m so serious right now, fuck you.”
“Wait, I didn’t mean it like that,” Ace says, holding up your jacket for you so you can slide your arms inside. “But maybe you need it,” he adds when you’re on the brink of letting it go, sounding amused.
Instead of saying goodbye like a normal person, you hold up your hand and tell him to talk to it.
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Your car pulls up into view and for the first time, Ace is grateful. The feeling doesn’t last for longer than fifteen seconds, though, because you roll down the window and announce, “Orgasmtron-3000 and I are in the house tonight.”
He sighs and walks over with reasonable embarrassment (even though there’s no one else around to witness this), opening the passenger seat door before he sits down next to you. He slams the door closed, you don’t start up the car, and instead you tap your hands against the steering wheel. Then you give the abandoned gas station a look-over. “How’d you end up here, anyway?”
“Got lost,” he mumbles.
“Verbose as usual, Ace.”
“Verbose,” he repeats in a snotty tone, failing to imitate your voice.
For the first time, you ignore this. He raises an eyebrow when you don’t take the opportunity to start some entirely avoidable fight, and instead you evaluate him for a little before you smile. With your eyebrows furrowed, though, you appear kind of sinister rather than playful.
“What?”
“Uh-huh, what?” you snarl, trying to sound like a caveman to imply he’s a dunce.
Now Ace is pouting at you since he’s not all that good at glaring, not like you are, and then you remember what it was you were trying to do, or maybe you just get the nerve now. You settle your hand on his exposed knee since he’s wearing one of his hideous pairs of shorts with designs on them and say,
“We’re alone right now.”
Like an idiot, he looks around and nods and ignores the goosebumps which break out at the unexpected contact. “Yeah, we are.”
“I wanna kiss you, ok?”His cheeks redden and burn and Ace stares at you like you gave him a jumpscare. He averts his line of sight and, “Then… Then what’s stopping you?”
You shrug. “Nothing now, I guess.”
You unbuckle your seatbelt to get the slightest bit closer to him and he kind of just waits for you to make a move, like he’s scared you’re going to change your mind if you detect even a twitch from him. With your free hand you trace his nape and he leans in, tilting his head until your lips meet half-way even though it’s not the most comfortable within the confines of your car.
Ace grabs you by the waist and tries to pull you closer. You comply, jumping into his lap, and you’re kind of aggressive and harsh with the way you move now like Ace had imagined you’d be whenever he’d think about this before. Your nerves are on fire as if you’ve been waiting to feel his silken lips and the tickle of his breath under your nose for too long. And you have.
You move on from his mouth to his jaw, peppering him with little kisses while he turns to give you one on the temple, tightening his hold against your waist. Then you lick down his neck, all his hairs standing alert. When you find a spot you think will be easy to hide, you suck on the skin near his collarbone and Ace lets out a sigh, surprised to feel so sensitive there.
After you part, you take a moment to hold each other’s gazes. He loosens his grip on you and breaks eye contact.
“I, ya know,” he says, an admission of some sort. Though maybe he doesn’t need to say anything, it feels good to acknowledge it for once even if it’s scary, even if he doesn’t know why exactly you wanted to smush faces with him. Or maybe he doesn’t need to say anything because you’ve always been kind of together, haven’t you?
Your eyes turn to crescents and you give him your malicious, toothy grin. “I ya know you too.”
Ace sulks, shoulders slumping at your remark. “You’re still a jerk, though.”
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blackstarchanx3new · 9 months
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FSR Rambles magic 8 ball-
Here we go again, I feel the chemicals kicking in-
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Ah, we've arrived at a scene I literally wanted since I read the manga so I might have some stuff to say. X'D Shadow introducing Vio to Vaati. Like I stated on the posts of these updates, it's heavily implied (And even outright stated in the German translation, thx AK for that info ^w^) Vio met with Vaati directly.
Also his "I can't believe I didn't notice..." line when fake Zelda turns out to be Vaati ALSO leads me to think he knew what Vaati looked like/has met him before....?
In English it's vague as hell but the Viz Translation has a few genuine flubs imo compared to what I've seen of other translations. (The German one seems super accurate from what I've heard? but that makes sense because it was directly translated from Japanese to German apparently. English gives off "interpretation not 1 to 1" vibes.)
Suffice to say: I've REALLY wanted to know how their interactions went down. X'D
Shadow feels he has some leverage with Vaati since TECHICALLY him and Vaati are equals? Even though Vaati bosses him around oof.
Because Creatures of darkness can sense fear, despite Vio putting on a blank face Shadow knows Vio's nervous and kinda tries to subdue it. (He cares aww)
He's really excited to get this out of the way so they can officially work together.
I figure he technically doesn't NEED Vaati's permission but is still getting it anyway: Because he doesn't wanna upset daddy lmfao.
Also the lines about Vaati being "Lazy" and using people: It comes up later
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Vaati's entrance here was so fun to think of. Bro was napping or smth lmfao. Loved the idea of his weight being so huge it shoves giant gusts of wind as he rises.
The other 3 in FS seem surprised, I think it's supposed to be Green who shouts "SO THAT'S VAATI!?" during the fight. Already mentioned Vio's "I can't believe I didn't notice" rather than HORROR at the Eldridge monster they're about to take on??? X'D
Figured he got the terror out of the way when he MET Vaati. Because Vio is ya know, not experienced fighting DEMONS and virtually ALONE right now he is obviously shitting bricks at the sight of this huge floating eyeball demon lmao.
He also holds Shadow's hand cause it's cute and Shadow Link is the only person who could MAYBE protect him against Vaati.
I can't with eye contact so maybe I'm just a wuss but Vaati's design is so unnerving to me. X'D Also again: If you know my previous fandom work you know I love creepy/scary scenes. You'll notice I virtually always avoid making characters look AT YOU because I literally hate that so much in manga.
Especially in romance scenes I cannot stand eye contact, don't look at me look at your lover lmfao. So if a character in my comics is looking AT the audience: It's because it's meant to be uncomfortable.
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Vio tries to dampen his own fears and Shadow not so casually tries to keep things smooth between them and Vaati. Talking about how great this is.
Vaati can see right through that shit though.
Vio tries to pass off his fear as just being nervous to meet someone so amazing lmfao. Stroke that ego Vio, Vaati's a sucker for that kind of thing.
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Vaati wants a moment alone with the hero. X'D Shadow again is very adamant on Vio being on their side because he really thinks they are.
He in THEORY has just as much of a say as Vaati and has MORE of a say considering Vio's fate is up to him because Gannon put him in charge of that.
Which is hysterical considering he's like 14 to 15 here at minimum considering Link's old enough to drink in FSR and Link deals with the curse for 7 years tho their ages are really whatever in the flashbacks. Like the idea of Vaati and a 14 year old having the same amount of say on their evil plans is so damn funny to me lmao. Gannon thinks Vaati is as competent and useful as a literal child and that's HILARIOUS.
Vio is quick to realize Shadow's wording here and that SOMEONE is a bigger player. He assumes Gannon because that's the only name he has to go off of.
Something I noticed in the manga: Despite being Shadow's partner Shadow doesn't EXPLAIN a LOT to Vio. Vio has to ask him things lmao. I genuinely wonder if it's a trust issue thing or if it's a "he didn't ask so I didn't tell" thing. I had to be smart about this scene because Vio and Shadow don't bring up Gannon until like...WAY LATER in the timeline of them hanging out. I really try to take into consideration the timeline of the actual manga while writing in-between scenes. I'd love to do an entire rewrite of FS but I do not have the time or patience for that. X'D
Honestly the most annoying thing about writing in between scenes is just how WEIRD it is from like: a regular ass person perspective.
Like it's not natural to be like "Yeah lol Gannon, I'll wait to bring that up like a week after it was first relevant"
This is done a LOT in media. Lmao literally just experianced a scene like that in JJK volume 0. It's like for the audiences sake, always awkward and ALWAYS done for exposition, and it's ALWAYS weird from like: an actual person conversation side of things? Idk if I'm articulating this well lmao.
So Shadow was told to leave the room because Vio brings up Gannon to gain Vaati's trust and I needed a reason for Shadow and Vio not to bring up Gannon here because they do later in the manga.
But I thought it'd be clever if Vio brought up Ganon because: He's already gambling might as well use the fact he THINKS the bigger player is Ganon to his advantage.
Anyways: Shadow's still a bro and gives Vio some advice on dealing with Vaati.
The panel of Vaati's eyeball/body taking up the entire background behind Vio while he steels his mind miiiiiight have a very special place in my heart. UwU It's just so ominous.
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I wanted to get across just how much of a threat Vaati is. Mans is TERRIFYING. He's also HUGE.
Vio's rightfully terrified of this thing. I really wanted to show the struggle Vio went through with this plan because it was A HUGE RISK. I feel kinda snuffed we didn't get to see Vio's struggles with this plan in the manga save a few panels of him looking guilty.
We were robbed by page restraints and I'll never forgive whoever only gave Akira 2 volumes for FSA for that, they did SO GOOD for what they had to work with though so don't think I'm dunking on them for this.
I also get the liberty of giving thought bubbles. Smth I noticed is the severe LACK of thought bubbles in FSA?
Also 1 on 1 convos but that's a whole other thing. Again, time and page restraints would be my assumed reason. Pacing in FSA was rushed so I can't really say "For pacing reasons" imo.
So we get to see inside Vio's head as he goes through this, he uses Shadow's assumptions about him here: "Admitting" he always had second thoughts and admired the darkness.
Vaati is obviously skeptical of this nonsense considering who Vio is.
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Vio really hams it up.
Bringing up Gannon which surprises Vaati considering NONE of the heroes should even know about Gannon. He is purely there to distract them while Gannon gains power after all lmao.
The fact one of them KNOWS is not only surprising but kinda scary!
Vio continues to show his "faithfulness" by bowing and declaring his loyalty.
His words hit different for somebody who's been through the same shit as Vio's describing, as Vaati's eyes widen and his wings droop as Vio continues to describe how he would have been despised. If you don't know: Minish Cap manga explains Vaati worshipped the darkness and was a bit of an outcast.
Vio's mind is on one person only at this moment: Princess Zelda! :D
Vio cares about Zelda deeply as we'll continue to see through FSR.
I don't like to see it as romantic (Just because I think Vio is gay but that's a whole other thing), but he is DRAWN to her and wants to protect her no matter what, because well a LOT of reasons.
1. He's apart of Link. And this version of Link and Zelda are childhood friends and deeply care about each other. So just on a personal level he wants her to be alright
2. He's apart of the chosen hero destined forced to save hyryle.
3. I kind of like to think Zelda Gannon and Link have the Triforce in FSR at least, and it's drawn to itself. Side note: Would love for the Triforce to appear on Link/the four's hands at some point. Because I love that design motif on Links.
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The moment of truth...Did his plan work? Everything is FUCKED if it didn't...
Vaati just silently stares at him as Vio dares to raise his head to meet Vaati's eye.
But Vio can't even tell if Vaati's looking at him in this moment with that thousand yard stare.
Rightfully: Vio is still shitting bricks.
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Lol so that blurred word bubble is Vio stating "Lord Vaati?" but Vaati can't hear him lmao.
He's too busy wrapped up in remembering the time he grave robbed-
Jokes aside: You might have noticed smth a tad ODD about being able to see what Vaati was thinking in this moment. But this point is SO FAR from being relevant I'll just leave you to think about it.
If ya noticed it: You noticed. I'll bring it up when it's actually relevant. Which is a LONG time away.
Anyways also if you don't know: Master Elzo gives Link the hat Vaati used to be magical boy at the end of Minish Cap's manga. So Vaati's just stealing it back lmfao.
He is still a demon with magic regardless of the hat, the hat is just a symbol of his bad boy-ness.
Also the idea he "returned" to Minish Cap Link after the dude died was an idea I just could not leg go of.
I maybe have an idea for Minish Cap Link in FSR but I dunno if I'll end up going with it or WHERE. Stuff has changed in the script before so who knows.
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Stealing some of Zelda's light force forever fucked Vaati's mind and body up.
You can kinda assume what went down but the general idea is Master Elzo is fucking dead and Vaati's on a downward spiral. Link is dead because the door between the Picori and the Hylians only opens every 100 years. Also the "Using people" line: Vaati often doesn't use his own striength but uses others to achieve his goals. Ya know like a coward. X'D
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Nobody ever fully trusted or accepted Vaati after what he did in the events of the Minish Cap manga. Sooooo.
Bro turns back to the dark side.
That's the only thing I could think of after seeing he was "Good" at the end of Minish cap manga I was like "????????" after reading FSA first. X'D
Like did he just wake up one day and decide to be evil again lmfao.
The Zelda manga's reference themselves so I'm under the impression they're all SOMEWHAT connected. SO like- WHAT'S VAATI'S DEAL???
Presumably after this he went on to do the events in the story told at the start of the FS Manga: where he fights the first incarnation of the four hero.
Which holy shit I'd also like to dive into buuuuut mmghhh- It's wild to me OUR Link from FS manga is the SECOND bitch to do this. Like MMHH So interesting to me...
Insanity aside this is my explanation for "Good" Vaati. He just reverted. Like a lot of people would under that scenario.
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Lol looking at the same face he did years ago. That must be weird.
Vaati kinda felt a kin-ship with the purple hero cause...YOU KNOW. EVERYTHING I STATED BEFORE THIS. XD
He's a Link-
He's caught off guard by all this so is just kinda like "Oh...Yeah sure you're a part of the team yeah... Yeah...Whatever" Vio broke Vaati by appealing to his trauma lmao.
Shadow spying on if Vio's okay is very funny to me. Dude's worried about his new friend.
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Shadow nervously walking up to Vaati after being caught spying is very funny to me. Bro was just keeping an eye on his new Boyfriend. UwU
Vaati asks for Vio's unput well: Because he was on the Four Hero team at one point lol. If he IS evil getting his opinion is a good route to take.
Which he doesn't fully believe considering he's still sus of Vio but doesn't feel like arguing with Shadow, who is the equivalent to his boss's entitled bratty kid.
Vio of course gets leverage to go to Death Mountain, because he's holding onto the idea he MIGHT be able to regroup.
Vaati's still distracted as fuck from the state of his expression. X'D Like he's kinda just, repeating himself/out of it.
Shadow's just like "Yeah yeah shut up we're great yeah yeah It's fine it's fine"
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Shadow takes a moment to just walk ever so casually away from Vaati getting enough distance before showing how happy/excited he is.
I just like drawing Shadow trying to touch Vio in some way he's so starved for attention and positive interaction. Not having a bad word to breathe about Vio before the betrayal was always funny to me from the manga. He just admires this boy so much.
Like, I like showing off that "He's not really EVIL" side of Shadow link half the fandom seems to DESPISE.
Cry harder we sympathize with Shadow Link in this house. UwU
Vio's cracking under the welcoming nature a little by making a jokes, and even thinks "Man I used to be scared of this dude"
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Shadow is just a little guy in love and I like that about him moving on-
Vio laughs at his dumb joke and Shadow's like "Finally you're not a tense weirdo" X'D
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Vio's coping hard lmao.
He's still just a kid during these events so it's HARD to deal with what's going on. I wanted to write him getting his cracking through because how normal he acts in the events of the manga leads me to think he steeled himself overtime.
Laughing his ass off before going into a state of pure raw emotion of "Holy shit I could have just died" comes off as jarring and unnerving.
Shadow can tell SOMETHING's wrong but guesses the cause wrong.
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Shadow assumes Vio's having a difficulty with the heat.
This goes off of TOTK/BOTW logic where sapphires ward off heat because I think that's awesome.
If I were rewrighting FSA I'd have him give Vio a different outfit or smth like that.
I DO love the sapphire specifically though because um: Anyone remember what the Zora Sapphire was in OOT?
Lmao an engagement ring- X'DDDD
From that one frame of Blue yanking out his hammer from his hat we know they store shit in there. Freakin' Link From the LOZ cartoon has a magic bag that shrinks his shit and I find that hysterical. I like to think Link's hat works similarly.
Vio's blushing and not unsubtle heart skipping is so funny to me.
If the fact Vio kissed Shadow first didn't already get ya:
Vio's in love with Shadow Link too lmao.
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fritzi2405 · 1 year
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Incorrect MW2 quotes  part 3
a/n: i just wanna make it clear I DO NOT ship Graves and Alejandro the generated quotes where just funny 
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Graves: Assert your dominance over your friends by kicking them in the face, and then giving them a little smooch on the forehead!
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Ghost: You were stabbed. Do you remember anything? Gaz: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital. Ghost: That wasn't an ambulance, I drove you. Gaz: But I heard a siren. Price: That was Soap. Soap: Sorry, I got nervous
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Price: *sharpens knife* We've got ways of making people talk. Price: *cuts piece of cake* Hassan: ...Can I have some? Price: Cake is for talkers.
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Price: You know you've made it when you see your picture everywhere you go. Ghost: Those are wanted posters!
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Gaz: Look guys, I need help. Laswell: Love help? Soap: Financial help? Price: Emotional help? Ghost: Help moving a body? *Everybody looks at Ghost* Ghost: What?
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Alejandro: What are you drinking? Graves: Vodka. Alejandro: Straight? Graves: No, gay. Why?
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Gaz: If looking good was a crime, you’d be a law abiding citizen.
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Gaz, skipping rocks on a lake with Price: It’s such a beautiful evening. Price: Yeah, it is. Price: *whispering* Take that you f***ing lake.
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Rodolfo: Ghost, I need some advice. Ghost: You need advice from ME? Rodolfo: Yeah, frightening, isn't it?
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Ghost: What’s wrong? You look 10 seconds away from ripping someone’s throat out. Price: Fucking Soap and Gaz were trying to invoke one of the minor gods again last night. I didn't get an ounce of sleep, thanks to their bloody chanting.
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Graves: *Kicks the door open, looking panicked* Soap: What did you do?! Graves: NOBODY DIED! Soap: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!
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Ghost: She was poetry, but he couldn't read. Graves: His name was Jared he's 19. Soap: When his parents built a very strange machine. Alejandro, singing: Watch that scene, digging the dancing queen. Rodolfo, singing: Eyyyy, Macarena! Gaz: Horrible job everyone.
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Graves: "What are you into?" is such a broad question, like do I reply with a TV series or choking?
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Soap: To everyone who has treated me poorly; I am sexier than you.
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Gaz: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.
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*Alejandro falls over* Graves: Alejandro! Are you alright? Alejandro: Is that you, God? Graves: What? Alejandro: It's just, you sound a lot more like Graves than I expected.
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Ghost: I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no idea what to put in them. Any suggestions? Soap: Put spaghetti in it. Ghost: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you. Gaz: Put spaghetti in it. Ghost: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you two. Graves: Put spaghetti in it. Ghost: I am no longer taking suggestions.
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Graves: Can you pass the salt? Alejandro: Can you pass away? Graves: Too much salt.
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Alejandro: I have to say, I'm a little embarrassed for you. Soap: This is a sports-related injury. It makes me look cool! Alejandro: Tripping over a basketball on your way to the bathroom is not cool!
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Alejandro: I need you to come meet me, and I need you to come alone. Rodolfo: And I need you to be less vague and weird.
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Soap: Is there a cactus where your heart should be? Price: What’s up your ass this morning! Ghost: *walks in* ...Hey. Price: Hmm… nevermind. Soap: WAIT NO!
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Laswell: Watcha got there..? Price: *petting a ostrich* A smoothie.
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FUSION AU YEAHHHH! Kills and Mera addition! Here is Khaos or Chirin if you wanna be boring about it. Let me ramble about them under the cut! My sweet little trash baby!
The only reason that they have two names kind of is because their names are already very phonetically similar and Chirin was the less boring option, but then KHAOS came to mind (spelled exactly like that) and i fell in love. So their name is Khaos lol
Chimera's sluttiness and Killian's garbage vibes really give this character a FLAVOR. If the word Scuttle or Skitter was a person, Khaos would be them lol.
Mostly because they do scuttle about! They are on all fours a lot, climbing over stuff and pouncing on people because they still feel very quadrupedal even though they only have two legs. Gives them an extra layer of goblin energy that is very on brand.
I think the personality here is channeling MAJOR Eda Owlhouse vibes, moreso than Jackie over there (also very VERY vague inspo coming from Eris of Sinbad fame). Like, if you combine a grimy homeless man and the hottest woman ever you will get a trashy milf out of it. Thats what they are, a trashy milf lol.
A tomboy fatale if you will.
Okay so, I don't know why this fusion just gives such SHORT ENEGERY?? I think its because their so Crechur coded that they've gotta be a little smaller than others. Shorter than Jackie even!
I just knew FOR A FACT that I had to give them the most crazy MANE imaginable, kind of giving them mad hatter vibes almost. The rest of the fit is still up for debate (trying to balance out baggy and covered and max sluttiness is not easy), but they do have double snake scarf! Both snake friends!
Plus their little half skirt, caplet thingy has subtle leopard spots on it, instead of just grime and stains.
I think their whole powerset would be based around the idea of a really bad acid trip lol. Just to add another alice in wonderland motif, their powers are a lot of hallucinations, weird dream like states and a lot of other physical symptoms associated with drug use. Overall, NOT a good time, wouldn't not recommend. This is the literal image of a nightmare blunt rotation.
Their eyes can probably do the little swirly, hypnosis kinda thing.
AND THEY GOT BODY HORROR FOR DAYS. I think their niche is being a contortionist and all the fun shit that goes with that!
Like the fucking Alexandrite lookin, double mouth/jaw under the face type of shit! Thats canon because that shits metal as fuck.
And so I had this thought of this fusion and how they interact with other fusions and like, I think Jackie is a bit conflicted lol. They are trying SO HARD to figure out if their attracted to this alley cat looking bitch or not lol. Are they attracted to them? Are they terrified of them?? Is it BOTH??? Who knows! But it has been FUN to think about.
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ninjnerd-anaklusmos · 10 months
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Hewwo, I am here to make you write <3
19, bc inkling is my favorite of those words and Raphael!
Hello there Notey <3. Thanks for requesting! If you wanna know how to submit your own drabble request, please click here!
Inkling:
Raphael watched anxiously as Michael spoke with a small group of angels, them all laughing and sharing stories that had happened in the past week. He wasn't sure why he felt so nervous, he was just standing a couple feet away with papers in his arms, but the feeling wouldn't leave him alone. It was odd, feeling so conflicted about waiting a handful of minutes.
Michael waved at the other angels, turning towards Raphael with a smile. “You didn’t have to wait for me, you could have gone ahead.”
Cheeks flushing with embarrassment, Raphael nodded. “Oh. Of course, apologies.”
Michael laughed airily, waving a hand through the air at another group of angels walking by, who all waved back at him with big smiles and happy eyes. “No need to apologize for waiting. You must want to be absolutely certain you can handle this on your own.”
Raphael swallowed around the lump in his throat; that anxiety of his climbing higher and higher, getting harder to ignore. “Well, yes. Can you explain it to me one more time? I want it to be perfect.”
“This is the third time I’ve explained it to you, Raph,” Michael said, his tone completely neutral. “I really don’t think I need to tell you how to fill out a handful of forms, do I?”
A quick shake of his head and Michael was all smiles again, perfect in every conceivable way once more. “Excellent. Then you can head home and fill them out while I make my rounds, correct?”
“O-of course,” he mumbled, trying to keep his meekness out of his voice. He didn’t like being alone in that house. It gave him the chills even though he had lived there since he was created.
Michael stopped walking at the fork in the path, clasping Raphael’s arm tight enough to hurt. “Do not fill these forms out incorrectly, alright? It is very important that they are handled with the proper respect and care. I will see you later.”
Raphael didn’t hesitate, the moment his arm was free, he walked down the path towards his home, chest growing tight with panic as he tried to stave it off. He didn’t have time to deal with processing his emotions, he had to fill out the forms! Now, what had Michael said to do first again… signing the form was last, that much he knew for certain, but everything else was a complete blur, a vague notion of perhaps doing this was first.
Huffing a sigh, Raphael skimmed over the top form, trying to piece together how to properly fill it out and not give Michael more work to do. The entire reason Raphael was doing this was to help Michael have more time for other jobs he needed to be attending to, not silly paperwork that any other high-ranking angel could handle. That was what he was too, a high-ranking angel. By God’s name he was going to perfect these forms or die trying.
Nodding to himself, he strode forward with a confidence he didn’t normally feel, but one that was true. He would do so well that Michael would ask him to help out even more, showing how deeply he trusted and valued him as a person. The mere idea made Raphael giddy, excited to get some kind of approval for all his hard work.
However, he had an inkling that it wouldn’t be the way he hoped, just from his past experiences with praise and compliments, but that was okay. He was helping where he was needed, and that had to stand for something.
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hey, cas
so, i kind of wanted to rant a bit, but theres a few things in here i know could get people riled up so honestly im a little nervous sharing this. i also want to preface it by saying that i am NOT hating on any fics i name here, they are just well-known examples and fics that the fandom hold close
as a fic writer myself, i love adding my own little headcanons to characters. sometimes theyre hcs ive seen from someone else and loved, and other times ive thought of them myself. in the latter case, ill often then see that someone else thought of it too, which is really cool!
but then there comes the hcs that people see and think "oh! thats from x fic!" for example, if you bring up dyslexic remus to most marauders fans, theyre gonna talk about atyd. ive never read the fic myself, its not my taste, but ive heard a lot of things about it and it does honestly sound like a great fic so genuinely no hate towards it. but i hc remus as dyslexic and i did so before learning that atyd has dyslexic remus, and any time i consider putting that hc into one of my fics all i can think about is that people will see it and talk about atyd. maybe theyll say i was copying or stole the idea. maybe theyll compare the two and decide the way i depict it isnt as good. maybe ill end up accidentally using a similar or the same thing for remus to have aiding him, for example a spell or something one of his friends do, and ill be told im plagiarising, and i absolutely hate that.
another example is best friends brother. its such a well known fic in the fandom that anyone who writes anything similar is going to be compared to it. or crimson rivers; anyone who writes a hunger games au (even if its not even remotely similar to cr) is going to be told theyre trying to copy. i love both bfb and cr but i wish people could accept that two writers can have the same idea without copying or trying to recreate/steal it
one of my current ongoing fics has the same central trope as another big fic in the fandom (i dont want to reveal which, because i dont want to risk being de-anoned) and i went out of my way to avoid reading the big fandom fic until ive finished writing my own because im so terrified that if theres even a single vague similarity i might get called out and told im copying
i want to say im just being paranoid, but i cant. i hate that the fandom has come to the point where authors have to bring something out that absolutely noone has ever done before ever just so that they dont get told theyve taken the idea from someone else. even if they had, its perfectly normal and fine to be inspired by an idea to make it your own! obviously actual plagiarism is not okay and should be called out, but theres a difference between plagiarism and just having a similar idea or hc
going back to my original point (because this was where my frustrations with this started) i hate that dyslexic remus will always be seen as an atyd thing, when it isnt. again, no hate to the fic or the author, this isnt an attack on them at all, its just unfortunate that the fandom has kind of taken it so much as canon that anything will always be compared to it, if that makes sense?
tldr: let me have dyslexic remus without telling me im copying atyd! let me have him use magic or have his friends do little things to help him without telling me i stole it from atyd!
sorry about that cas haha, i realise its a bit long. it just really really frustrates me to no end, yknow?
Hi!
Yes, I can definitely see what you're saying. I think if something is inspired by another fic (i.e. you read CR and then you're like...oh, I wanna write a Hunger Games AU) it's good to give credit where it's due by saying "inspired by x." But in a fandom with thousands of fics, the same ideas are bound to come up even without having read other fics. If people accuse you of copying and you genuinely haven't, I would just let them yell. People are always going to have negative things to say, you know?
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hasufin · 2 months
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Internal
Many, many moons ago I worked at a very shitty helpdesk job at a hospital system.
An awful lot of this was supporting patient charting systems. Since patient charting systems contain patient information and I was not clinical staff, I could not access these systems.
Yes, this was inherently stupid.
I spent a LOT of time asking people to read off things on the screen, and having them tell me "It says a lot of tech stuff"; I would then have to convince them that the tech stuff was actually important and that no, they could not stop in the middle of reading it because it was hard to understand, I needed to know what it actually said. Yes, all the words. Also all the letters and numbers. Yes, i had a lot of conversations which went:
"Okay, I need to know the serial number of this printer so I can put in a ticket."
"oooookkaaayy.... um... uh... I don't see it."
"It's a big label on the front of the printer."
"Oh! There it is! Right on the front! It says S..... slash.... N.... then two dots [a colon]... and then a whole bunch of letters and numbers."
"Yes. I need to know what those letters and numbers are."
"Let me find it again. Where did you say it was?"
Anyway.
One of the most frequent things I would get calls about was the "Productivity Tool".
Now, the thing about the Productivity Tool is, it didn't exist. At least, not in any way which was relevant to me.
You're probably imagining some kind of time tracking or scheduling software. And yes, I think that's what it was used for. But "productivity tool" is the absolute most anodyne name for a piece of business software. You can't even look it up.
What it actually was, was an Excel spreadsheet someone had made years ago (at the time; I'm honestly pretty sure they're still using it, so we're talking decades now) with thousands of rows and columns and all kinds of custom formulae. It was on a share drive and the nurses at this one hospital used it to keep track of who would be doing what. It was apparently Very Important for their jobs.
And this ran into two problems.
First, it was Not My Problem. You wanna roll your own, fine, but you're responsible for what you roll. I was neither required nor able to support this spreadsheet. My limits were "Is your computer working?" "Can you connect to the network?" "Do you have access to the network shares to which you're supposed to have access?" "Can you open Excel?". If the Productivity Tool started chanting in Enochian and summoning Knar'lyzoth, Demon of Bedpans and Phlebotomy, well, that's a you thing.
But, point the second, the users who would call me had no idea about any of this. They would be given the vague direction "look it up on the Productivity Tool" and no direction on things like "How do you access this tool?" "How do you use this tool?" or "What is this thing even?". So of course they'd call the Helpdesk, who wasn't trained on, or even told about, this tool because it's not one of ours.
And if there's anything I really took from this, it's that you really need to stop giving weaksauce meaningless names to things, and you ALWAYS need to be asking "What does this look like to someone who is coming in cold?". So much frustration could have been avoided if only someone had actually just told the new nurses "Oh yeah, this is the Hospital's Scheduling Spreadsheet. We use it to keep track of who is taking care of most of our tasks. It's on this share, you ask Claire for access to it, and if you have any trouble Jenny is the person who fixes it." Just a couple of sentences, but soooo much better than throwing new hires to the wolves.
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Hello Mah! ♡
Of course! Ruthie doesn't really have a background with anyone (other than knowing Trey and Che'nya and vaguely knowing who Riddle is), so she's essentially a clean slate, meaning that she has a lot of shipping potential! And Cater is a character I personally wouldn't have thought of, so it's very refreshing! Makes me think I should start considering other characters I might not have thought of too!
Plus I really appreciate your input and value your opinion, which is why I wanna make sure I fully consider Cater in depths!
Speaking of Cater! After reading up on him a bit, I think that him and Ruthie could potentially work? Maybe?? From what I read, it seems like other than moving around and never really staying one place, his family kind of pushed their own likes and wants onto him?
Like how he doesn't like sweets due to having to constantly eat them in his childhood, and how his sisters kept pushing their likes onto him (cute things, shopping, etc), making him feel like he couldn't be himself/have his own likes and wants. And then with all the moving he never really got close with anyone or anyone really know the real him.
With this in mind, all I can think about is Ruthie wanting him to be happy. Not only with himself, but as himself too. There is nothing wrong with liking certain things, disliking certain things, etc. And she would make it a point to let him know that.
I'm glad you like Adamina! I thought it was a nice name too! I'm having fun developing her and her friendship with Ruthie, it's very sweet!
Awwww double date with Daisy and Ruggie would be so cute! Also I had no idea that Cater and Ruggie commented on date spots in his platinum jacket vignette, that's such a funny coincidence! I love the fact Ruggie said the park since that's where I usually write him having his dates lol And I'm guessing Cater said a popular sight seeing spot due to the MagiCam potential, as I read that even though he doesn't like sweets, he still goes to cafes and such and orders sweets just to take a picture to post. Which honestly Ruthie likes sweets so maybe he takes her there and orders something and gives it to her after it takes the picture? That would be cute...
Oh goodness...yeah I can definitely see how Isabelle and Leona would be harder! I think the first time she would ask without thinking, but after reading the room she probably wouldn't ask again, as she wouldn't want to upset anyone (considering there relationship is complicated)
I also love fairy godmother characters so I thought the connection was cute too!
Sorry for how long this one ended up being!! It's just so fun talking to you!
Thank you! ♡
Don't worry about it being long, I read all of these very happily, I'm glad to be talking so much with you!
Also yes Cater's character is super interesting! Given how little screen time we got with him we really need to dig into his vignettes and some events/main plot scenes to get to know him; his relationship with Ruthie would be so adorable like ugh😔😔 she is so cute, she'd be his no.1 cheerleader I just know it🥺
And to be honest I never expected Ruggie and Cater to talk about their possible date ideas with each other, I was caught do off guard but I was super duper happy (<- insane Ruggie stan😔). Apparently the topic shifted that way bc they say a painting of Aladdin and Jasmine on their date on the magic carpet (aka a whole new world scene), which I thought was so cute!
Help Ruthie feeling bad after asking 😭😭 it's ok sweetheart it's not ur fault, they're just immature and need to grow up and accept their feelings 😔
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uraniumnm333 · 1 year
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back on the vocal synth/bsd au i've got going on. first of all more vocaloids
VFlower - Abnormality Dancing Girl and she basically has these. Big metal pins she can summon. Kind of like pins you use to pin up a butterfly. But also only three at a time
Kaai Yuki - Ikanaide and she can freeze moments in time. These frozen moments can be accessed through her memory
GUMI - Disappearance Addiction she can erase people's minds and will them to do something, but only for 8 minutes
also time to start explaining my ideas !!!
Crypton Detective Agency: Kaito, Meiko, Luka, Rin, Len, Miku, Teto
basically the armed detective agency yeah. they solve crimes uncover secret gov't plots and point n laugh at people. :skull:
Miku: Miku is 16 and basically a fill-in for dazai tbh. so basically i go back on what I said earlier bc i decided it would be MUCH cooler for her ability not to have a name. and basically her whole disguise thing comes from her going into other realities and borrowing the "other" her's appearance. kinda like beast. so she knows all these crazy wacky things n knows she isn't real and there's all these other realities n whatnot. but instead of telling len that servant of evil was given to him because he dies or that teto isn't even actualyl a vocaloid or that she and luka have had very intimate moments, she instead makes it a running joke n everyone else thinks she just gives these wacky disguises of hers origin stories. > Miku: "And the reason I look like THIS is because we were all in an evil circus and got experimented on so we all suffered horribly at the hands of others." > Len: ":thumbsup:"
Rin & Len: Twins who were more or less sent to the agency for their rather disruptive abilities. Also I changed my mind AGAIN Rin and Len are Servant/Daughter of evil bc yknow matching. and Rin's ability is that she can grow roses n stuff but she has to prick herself so it'll work. basically they came from bouncing around homes before landing at the doorstep of CDA bc they didn't want to be separated. no this is not a tanizaki siblings moment.
Luka: She's fucking normal !!! my girl enjoys painting and drawing and carries around a sketchbook with her and you can see where she has trapped people in paintings (girlboss). anyways she also works at a cafe bc girl's gotta make a livin. she is honestly the mose well-adjusted out of them and also co-runs the company. also rin and len live w her
Meiko: She has a hard time controling her ability when she's feeling any sort of intense emotion so she'll be scrolling on her phone during work and then randomly set the fucking desk on fire bc she saw a vaguely funny minions meme on her facebook. she works for the agency bc she was in kahoots w the authorities (smh... hate to see a girlboss commit arson on accident) and was hired and put under protection. so she doesn't set people on fire [at least not anymore] lolzies !!!
Kaito: Changed my mind bro is Doctor=Funk Beat now.
Teto: changed my mind about sound and smell bc i think it would be sillier if she could make a small bubble where time stops, and use an umbrella as a weapon. anyways her hashtag backstory is that she used to work with an underground gang of sorts (vippaloids LMAOO) before leaving them behind and joining the CDA. miku was the person who kind of got her out of there and has been sort of mentoring her since then.
other thoughts lmao:
everyone in the CDA is hoping and praying kaito and meiko get together because it is so terribly cringe watching them pine after each other
piko's ability is Chelovek and he can manipulate mannequins.
i got nuthin else for rn i just wanna get a post out for today
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Ok first question to Doug: why would you want to be alive again? I’m generally curious and wanna know, and to Henry: how come you want back to the studio? Did anything made you want to? If you had a chance, would you go save the creations that reside in there?
{Oh boy, that sure does for a long read ahead ! Please buckle up, and enjoy.}
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Doug : "Ha, ha, well, actually, here's the thing, I don't want to be alive again- well, not really. I'm not doing this whole demon ring thing for myself, you know. I don't- I'm not doing things for myself anymore.''
''When I was searching for answers and read about the ring, its legend described it as "powerful enough to provide whose who acquires it a second chance", and as vague as it is, that's about the kind of stuff I research. Not necessarily a second chance for me- a chance to... You know... Right my wrongs, and make up for all the suffering I've caused to- to my family.''
''That's for them that I do what I'm doing. I was absolutely awful to both of them, a self-absorbed... awful... selfish... stupid... coward, and everything that I would have wished I'd never be, and my selfishness ended with me doing something horrible to Elise, which caused her death and- and Tammy's. They both died, because I'm a horrible person that should have never been involved in their lives.''
''I tried everything I could think of to try and make up for it- Religion, charity, prison, you name it. I have not been living for myself in the past 40 years, and nothing I've done has brought me even near to find peace.''
''Now I've grown old. I'm old, I'm tired, and I never found peace for my sins. And I've recently learnt that I developed cancer, so I'm ready to give it up for the extreme. I've tried everything, and I'm up to date soon anyway, so I might as well give up the few life I have left for a last resort. To be honest, I didn't actually think this demonic stuff would work, but now that I'm here, I'm ready to give it all.''
''I'm never going to wake up anyway, and I know I'm going to hell no matter what. So if my dying soul can at least give them a chance to live again and go on without me, I'm ready to give it up. To Bierce, to Malak, the ring, or whatever. They deserve to go on without me. They deserve better. ...And if it instead gives me the chance to go back to before and do better with them, I'm all kinds of willing to be a better person."
''I'm going to die anyway. ...It's been a long time since it's not about me anymore."
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Henry : ''*sigh* It's not that I'm particularly thrilled about going back in this sad excuse of a hellhole, but our dimensions are broken. Even if I really love the people I've met here, and even if this is a most welcome break from the usual ink dripping nightmare loop bullshit, we don't belong here. I just know this wasn't supposed to happen, and it's probably best not to keep our dimensions shattered like that. Which is why I want to bring things back. There's no need to let our demons share tips or whatever, if you know what I mean."
"(Also the Ink Demon seems to try to 'spread' around. This can't possibly be good.)''
"As for why I'm still journeying through the studio loop, I honestly don't really know by now. I know what's going to happen, but somehow I can't manage to prevent it from happening. It's always the same result and it's starting to really corrode my spite or whatever's still animating me. I've become so numb to all of this, you have no idea. I'm so tired. ...The reason I'm still doing this, I guess, is because I want to see my family again. I want to see my wife Linda, let her know I'm not dead, see my son again, his wife as well. They're such a sweet couple, you know... I was there for their baby shower. I promised I would be there for the birth of their child. But because of this stupid fucking cartoon guilt trip it's probably passed by now, I couldn't have been here to see their kid, I'm... Goddammit, I want to get to meet my grandkid is all ! I want to see Linda again ! Is that asking too much ???"
"...So yes, this is the main reason I still have hope. My wedding ring is my most valued possession by now."
"As for whether or not I would save the creations of the studio would I be given the occasion... Honestly, I don't know. I've stopped caring about Bendy, Alice, Boris & company a long time ago. It was just supposed to be a failed try in my career, and as amusing as these characters could be, they were just... Characters... They didn't mean much more than that to me. It was Joey's idea, not mine. These don't really count as persons to me, sorry to say that. And I don't really think it's a good idea to consider them as such.''
''I do want to try and save my co-workers, though. These are people,and they've never asked for this. They've endured way too much, for way too long. They deserve to be set free- in one way of the word... or another.''
''...Maybe I can actually achieve something of some sort, someday. ...Anything."
"(Also I really want to have a clarification of some sort about whatever the hell the Ink Demon actually is, and whatever became of Joey. I'm pretty sure the one I found in his office isn't the real one. I require a long, honest, clear talk over here.)"
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So that was their answer ! Sorry if it was quite long and mixed, I wanted to try and picture an actual conversation. To resume, here's the facts :
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Doug isn't counting on being alive anymore, and would actually rather sacrifice himself to allow his daughter and wife to live again, as his redemption. He knows he's going to hell anyway- and fully believes he deserves it.
Henry is still trying to break the loop because he dreams to see his family again, but he's getting slowly increasingly delusional and is more and more just trying to get anything different to happen, and has grown numb to the fate of his coworkers due to the never ending loops. He's also in complete denial to the idea that the Toons could have possibly gained sentience, and refuses to consider them as anything but fictive characters.
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Thanks for your questions ! These are really good ones :) don't hesitate if you have more ✨✨✨ (but please do so on the blog dedicated to the AU @it-takes-four thank you very much 🙏)
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art-i-know-yes · 1 year
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SPOILERS FOR LIMITED LIFE FINALES
im in class
Tango's Pov
rip skizz pour one out
laaaaassstttt epissoooooddeee
rough session is...yeah
"im the lowest!" "that's why you're in charge"
hiding. the plan is hiding.
Martyn always plans names
already bombing
team merge
bread bridge 2 is the hellscape
learning your lesson
scott is NOT waiting
Nosey Neighbors, TIME, Scott, and The Clockers
yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh
rule #1 is to always look up
one death and Etho is GOONNEE
grian scream :D
grian death :(
wow he wanted his time back
right back at him
BDUBS
awww ur soulmate
that looks awful
TANGO
oooo wasn't grian
surprise scar
14 MINUTES
they're hunting each other
DID THE BORDER MOVE
FALL DAMAGE
when did cleo die
rip tango
Scott's POV
whatcha doing babe
silent huh
YOU'RE NEARLY YELLOW
that's a lie
i just got Grian's notification
not for long
oh so martyn actually left the mean gills
im so excited to who's gonna win bc is not The Clockers
real time bomb set up
so...it went badly
one death
ok kinda figured it was planned
yes. very important to the deal.
gg babe
im so excited for Grian's pov bc wtf
like I know it's a game but like
scott dies in here
'sorry spilled my lava'
jinx
yeaaahhhh
a lot is happening
some of them hours
he's really just handing them out
scott is terrifying is the lesson
my heart
rip babe cause like
scott loses this game so sorry Beyonce
knew it was a play
"impulse :["
grian babe you had 5 hours. to have lost a solid 3.
OMG
Scott's--UGHH. the music he put scared me and THEN he backed away off the ladder. my heart.
GRIAN--WHY YOU ALWAYS AFTER SCAR
ALL THE CLOCKERS ARE OUT
"underwater?" "underwater." *next clip not in the water*
"i just wanna talk"
oooo they do (another headcannon lmao pearl and grian are siblings. of course very popular)
forgive each other's sins
"you can't see it from the ground" -joel
it's just up and up
so under bread bridge
plz no
grian is a 'yes and' man
GRIAN'S HACK
DIVE BABES
well there goes them
who died there
peaaaarll
RUN BIGB
HELL YEAH
"round table of compliments" for skizz!
scott keeps looking up and it's so funny
awwwwww
"you scare me" "awww"
"and now we kill each other"
rip bigb
bigb hacks
byeeeee dan
betrayal arc from i e
"martyyynnnn they tried to kill me" "who what where" "impulse and ethoooo" "alright they're dead" it's so cute
side note: my favorite thing out of this season is people being like 'this is a kindergarten playground.' i love it so much bc it's keeps it fun and cutesy. still love my angst tho
MEAN GILLS love em
the idea of everyone being like 1 or 2 deaths kicking them out the game is like exhilarating
oh. martyn.
NOO GRIAN last 6
everybody's off
BYEEE ETHO
Scott's so good
bye bye PEARL
mean gills vs impulse
8 minutes
even playing field
AHHHHHHH MARTYN
I figured it be one of them
HE WON YES OOO MEAN GILLS
babe said put him down
"my own mean gill. and i wouldn't have it any other way."
ya know the entire sun, star, moon win thing we got going on. well we have the Listener/Watcher which kind of fits in.
this is the the second time I've learned who won by actually watching and not just looking it up
Grian's Pov
solidarity. huh.
"my stuff"
i did vaguely think about boogey
well i wonder if that happens
"it works!"
well. there's that trap.
where's your mother
"went out for milk with the neighbor" lmao
oh. well. good idea.
he really is bc he's been wandering like this entire ep
literally did not hear a word from Grian other than a scream in...there
they're bullying him/j
was that a grian kill? i thought that was a tie kill
bad boy till the end
fun fun fun for the boy
the silent fights are the best bc you know they're all stressed
oh you created that one the sky height
IT WAS GRIAN
awww his cackle
it genuinely makes me very happy
he's just begging
ohhh that explains that one
oh that was pearl's
OH HE GOT CLEO TOO
final kills should give an hour
this season nobody actually ran out of food
like piranhas
too bad neither was right
the bridge will provide
potato pier will also provide
ok so i was right
gUlp
ya know each session is like 3 hours and so 8 episodes is basically 24 hours
oh so if you're in the same side you can't do anything but lmao
"MY BREAD"
babe just drowned
50 SECONDS
from every angle
what kills you grian I'm so curious but i have 8 more minutes
it's the feeling of being a badboy
awww scar's little 'cUtEgUy"
PROTECT THE PODCAST
ohhhh OHHH BC HE GAVE ETHO THE SWORD
even stevens
it's just loop and loop and loop
"pearl-friends PEARL.FRIENDS."
pearl is too feral
good luck
this music
WOOOOWWWW. YOU PULLED A JIM. YOU PULLED A JIMMY.
rip my bad boy
"ooOOOOoOooO spooky"
you did well tho. very good.
Jimmy. jimmy please. I SO BADLY WANT TO KNOW YOUR REACTION.
sighhhh the bad boy way spreads. they all died on bread bridge.
MARTYN'S MY LAST ONE AND I WOULD HAVE ACTUALLY FINISHED THE SERIES THE DAY OF AND NOT MONTHS AFTERWARDS...
Martyn's Pov
very excited to watch.
im listening on 2x speed bc he mostly with views I've watched
untrue and you know it
very funny fast speed voices
water people love it
oh he did that
oh so much happened
fast suspense music
for the /j
"Wow this map is huge" Yeah literally half of the map was just ignored
3 numbers that kill you from boat drop
you know the fact that Scott let them do that but i guess it makes sense bc he's pretty honest but
wow martyn
nope just Grian
he was instant with that jump
he killed etho WOO
mad maneuvers
almost pulled a tango
had to change it back to normal speed. headache :(
mean gills double team
you got him with his own bucket
scott was putting on work
'hard sweat hard sweat why you gaming so hard'
4 hr 8 min
like our fore fathers who watch on
lmao went insane
why we counting down
fair. ominous.
back here
OH YEAH I FORGOT ABOUT THE FRAGMENT SOUL THINGS
is he free from being a Listener now that his soul is safe
im so spacey that i can't really understand
ok wait. there are watchers. they are Listeners. not free but still trying to run away from a choice. after each perma death(?) [for martyn] there's a soul fragment and woven together they make his soul.
that's the gist, right?
ANYWAY THATS THE END AND AHAHHHHHHH IM SO HAPPY HE WON WOO
annnnddd im actually caught up on every pov bc the first 2 i only watched grian and in dl i got too behind and only watched grian's finale (as well as Jimmy's but...we all know how that ended)
anyway im happy. im scared to read angst. and i really want to see more of the kindergarten playground au type beat. but. yeah. that was fun.
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