#personally i want foolish to win because i think it would be really fun
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thinking about the elections tonight... bad, cellbit, baghera, and forever are four candidates who are devoted to the island- more specifically, to the residents of the island. They care for the eggs, and they care for each other, and the way they exhibit that care through their primary presidential strategies is fucking fascinating.
Bad is who I watch the most, so I know him best. He's a classic mother hen. He doesn't like to take risks with the eggs, and he likes to prepare. If there's any sort of variable that could hurt an egg then he wants to control it. They have a stable relationship with the federation right now- it's not great, but they know the parameters. Don't trust cucurucho. don't follow cucurucho. send the eggs to NINHO every time there's a threat. the time of day changing means you need to run. Other than that they're p okay and roughly safe. But adding a president could potentially change everything. What if the president makes a rule that makes it easier to kill the eggs? And what about the way a president could cause tensions between the players to rise even higher? The dynamics of the island could change drastically. It's safer to neutralize that threat before it ever becomes a threat. It's easier to stop a war before it can start.
Baghera's primary concern is the way the election is designed to pit the residents against each other. All of them know that the Federation is a threat and she, like Bad, is focused on not letting them hurt more people. But, unlike Bad, she's less resistant to change. If the power is spread to multiple players rather than just one, it will be harder for the Federation to corrupt any one of them. Each time before the Federation has gotten to someone it's done so by isolating them. Felps, Cellbit, Jaiden- they've all spent a lot of alone time with Cucurucho. A council isn't just to consolidate the ideals of the island; a council would protect the players themselves. Sure, there might be disagreements and arguments, but they've had those before (and they're having them now!) and there's no reason to think they wouldn't be able to get through them again.
I hit a bit of a wall with Forever and Cellbit's pov here. Everything I know about their plans are from the debates and paraphrased discussions that have been translated here on tumblr, I'm going to talk less about their explicit plan and more about what the result will entail- a single president who takes responsibility for the island. It seems to me like they've recognized the presidential seat as the powerful opportunity that it is, and they want to take advantage of it. Here's some extra personal speculation but, adding rules, adding or removing mods, proposing public works, enforcing laws- those are just the abilities that are listed. Those are incredible opportunities to make the Federation take action, which is more than they've had before. We've seen before that the Federation isn't perfect; the Federation makes mistakes.
By working with the Federation, by making them take action (in a semi-controlled, semi-predictable way) you open them up to more opportunities for them to fuck up (while benefiting you). And, maybe, one of those fuck ups will be the key to taking them down. Maybe they could reopen ender chests. Maybe they could open the nether. Maybe they could learn why the Federation is holding an election in the first place. It's possible to do all these things with Baghera's plan, sure, but that's not a guarantee and, if someone like Bad is on the council, there's absolutely no way to be sure it would get done. And, if there's a council, then that opens up everyone on the council to the Federation's wiles. If there's just one president, then that's where the Federation's focus will be. By using a single person to build a relationship with the Federation, they only risk that single person. By electing ministers instead of a council, they can ensure that the island residents' needs are being heard while placing the federation's focus on that one person. A point can be made that they've done that before- with varying results. like kidnapping. selling your soul. etc. But! overall, I think they've gained more than they've lost by singling out one person. Because of them, we know that Cucurucho can't be trusted. We know that the Federation has a series of tunnels underneath the island. We know that the Federation not only has some sort of cryo technology, but had some unknown reason to use it. We know that there was another person working with Cellbit to take care of Felps (theorized to be ElQuackity), so we know there's at least one more Fed that isn't Cucurucho + blank-faced workers. There's been risk, but there's absolutely been rewards. This is just a very long meandering way to say that their plan to sacrifice Forever to the presidential seat reminds me very much of Cellbit's plan to sacrifice himself to the federation. They're saving their friends by potentially damning themselves and I, for one, think that is cool as hell.
they all care about each other so much. bad's plan means taking on no more risk. baghera's plan means spreading that risk evenly to stand strong together. and cellbit and forever's plan means taking the risk onto themselves so they can reap the rewards for others. am i reading too much into things? no this is tumblr and this smp is about LOVE and i really genuinely think that their election plans are a fantastic example of just how much they love each other
#qsmp elections#qsmp#qsmp analysis#again i haven't been following cellbit and forever's exact plan too closely but i've gotten the sense that their pushing of public works is#just to get people to vote for them and the true reason they want forever to be president is to infiltrate the federation#if that's not it tho feel free to let me know i'd love to know these cubitos reasonings#but with my interpretation i like the silly little extra headcanon of mr cell “sold his soul to the cops” bit#subconsciously sacrificing forever to the feds and pushing him into corruption#which ALSO makes the forever-killing-cellbit-to-kick-him-out-of-the-running plan Even More Tasty#'what if i let you kill me. what if destroying me destroyed yourself. what if i have already destroyed you on purpose and you forgave me#now what if i dont mean it when i do it again'#if anyone wants to examine the other candidates (or these same ones) and figure out how their election strategy is an example of their love#please do#i don't know enoguh about the others#but i know that gegg is love-turned-grief burn-the-world-down#and foolish is love for Item. love for cloud. love for being a silly#i don't know etoiles' plan for if he gets elected but i know he also deeply loves the island and the residents#him and his security <3 and the care packages for new players <3 and the way he Craves Violence but absolutely refuses to hurt anyone who#doesn't deserve it. most guy of all time#personally i want foolish to win because i think it would be really fun#but i think that any of them (even the candidates i don't know) would be a Fantastic president#we're going to get some good roleplay any way it goes so ill be happy :3#the only mechanic thing i want is for them to open the nether but that feels like a given for anyone so im not worried about it tbh#ty for coming to my tedtalk#hello if you're reading this tag. i see youre just as un-normal about these characters as i am. or you just like to read. respect either wa
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Can I request Dancer!reader who wants to dance with the Toymaker? Pls & thank youu
yes you absolutely can! I wrote headcanons instead of a full fic because those are always a bit easier for me (these are longer than I originally planned because of how much I got into it lol)
The Toymaker losing a game to a reader who wants to dance with him
Warnings: only brief descriptions of the actual dancing because I suck at it and therefore don't know how to describe it properly (sorry), The Toymaker is really sweet and honestly a simp, plus the ending is really sappy because I'm such a sucker for that kind of stuff
Like most unsuspecting mortals, you didn't expect much when you first stumbled into The Toymaker's shop, though you were pleasantly surprised when you saw just how attractive the keeper of the shop was
While he was going on and on about how foolish you were and how you weren't allowed to leave his realm until you beat him at a game, you were focused on thinking about just how fun it would be to dance with him
You wondered what type of dance would suit him best. The tango? Nah, too flashy. Slow dancing? He didn't look like he could calm down and stay in one place long enough to do it properly. Perhaps something else...?
The sound of someone clearing their throat cut through your thoughts, and you realized he'd stopped talking once he noticed you weren't paying attention to him
"Did you even hear anything that I just said?" He grumbled with his arms crossed, looking like a pouty child
You held back a laugh while nodding your head. "Yeah, yeah, I have to play a game with you, and if I lose I stay here forever. But what happens if I win?"
The grouchy look dropped from his face when you spoke, pleased that you'd at least heard the basics. "You won't. No one ever beats me," he said smugly
"But if I do? What then?" You further pressed, not willing to let go of the topic so easily
The Toymaker huffed, rolling his eyes at you. "If you win, then you get your freedom. That's it"
"Really? That sounds so... boring," you responded with an unimpressed look on your face
He let out a sigh of exasperation while rubbing at his temple. "Fine, fine. What do you want if you win?" He asked through gritted teeth, not used to players who were so unbearably annoying. Arrogant and overconfident, sure, but none with a personality like yours
Your eyes lit up at his question, and you answered immediately. "I want to dance with you"
"You- what?" He was confused, for sure. Out of anything you could ask him for, you chose that?
"I want to dance with you," you repeated, unyielding in your response. "If you win, I stay here forever, but if I win, I get one dance with you of my choice." You extended your hand for him to shake. "Deal?"
The Toymaker thought it over before taking your hand, a sinister grin on his face as he accepted. "Deal. Though I should have you know, no one has ever beaten me before"
"Well, there's a first time for everything," you quipped back, flashing him a mischievous smile of your own
He narrowed his eyes at you as he took his hand back, now determined more than ever to beat you. Unfortunately for him, he didn't. Somehow you'd gotten into his head, and he wasn't as alert as he'd usually be
He thought he'd be angry upon losing, but for some reason he felt oddly giddy. The thought of getting to dance with you had permeated his thoughts and made it difficult for him to focus on anything else, hence one of the reasons why he lost
"I win!" You triumphantly announced for the third time in a row, something that would usually make The Toymaker want to destroy everything in sight, but since it was coming from you he just didn't have the heart
He merely sighed and nodded his head in agreement. "Yes, yes, you win. Now, what type of dance did you want to do?"
"Hmm..." That was a good question. You hadn't given it much thought since the deal had been made, but then it suddenly hit you. "Let's waltz! You know how to waltz, right?"
He scoffed, looking slightly offended. "Yes, of course I know how to waltz. What a ridiculous question to ask"
"Great! Now, we just need a place to-" With a snap of his fingers, the toyshop suddenly transformed, an elegant ballroom in the middle of it while the shop remained on the outside. And it all happened before you could even finish your sentence. "-dance. That works, I guess"
He tried not to show it, but The Toymaker was nervous, a character trait that he was unfamiliar with, no matter how often he caused (and even relished) it when it appeared in other people
He thought it would be best if he let you take the lead, seeing as you clearly knew more about the subject than he did. As nonchalant as he tried to be, he still couldn't help the blush that formed on his face when he felt you take his hands in yours and start to guide him around the room
He was embarrassed anytime he bumped into you or accidentally stepped on your feet, but when you just laughed it off and told him there was no reason to apologize he felt his heart soar
He wasn't sure how long the two of you stayed like that, moving around the room as you danced in (almost) perfect harmony, but he knew the disappointment he felt when it was finally time for you to go
"Well, that was certainly a lot of fun." Even though you were a little tired from all the dancing you'd done, you had a bright smile on your face, an indicator that you'd enjoyed yourself
"Yes, yes it was." It didn't take a genius to realize The Toymaker seemed more than just a little upset when he saw you were going to leave, even though he was trying to act like it wasn't bothering him
"I can come back to visit you, if you want," you offered softly, not missing the way his eyes seemed to light up at your words. "We can do some more dancing, or we can just talk. I wouldn't mind getting to hang out with you"
He was speechless, something that didn't happen often. You actually wanted to spend time with him, willingly? He wouldn't have to trap or trick you?
You continued when he didn't say anything. "I have to go, but I'll come back in tomorrow, okay?" Before he could react, you leaned in and gave him a soft kiss. "Bye," you said with a wave as you turned and left his shop
Even if he didn't win the game, that didn't matter to him, because he got something even better; your affection. And the kiss you gave him at the end was, in his opinion, the greatest prize of all
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Hi Mama! Can I request DSMP as Disney love story? For example: each character is a different story based on a Disney movie.
(Sorry if this kinda messed up, English is not my first language)
-🥀 anon
Hallo! I just wanted to say, it was so friking hard to choose a love story for all of them because most of the stories didn't really fit the DSMP and I didn't like the idea of writing them, SO, I made it off of any Disney couple from animated, non animated, dcoms, ect.
Hope you enjoy <3
DSMP as Disney couples
*A.N: keep in mind that the gender of the Disney couple doesn't affect the Readers or DSMPs gender
Includes: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, C!Technoblade, Nihachu, Eret, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude
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Reader: GN - They/Them
Dream: Tangled
I can see Dream being Eugene-
Like him being a good thief, trying to use the smoulder on you, helping you escape from the tower and having to deal with your mood swings, taking you to see the lights and then, while you fall first, he is the one who falls harder for you kdndkd- It's too cute T^T
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Georgenotfound: The Sleeping Beauty
Did I choose this because George is the one who "sleeps most of them time"? Yes, but, hear me out-
In this version George is Aurora, living with the fairies (Dream, Sapnap and Bad), naturally befriending all the animals and then he meets you in the forest
You two instantly click but, unlike the Disney version, you two secretly meet up for a few years before the inevitable birthday comes and George falls into a deep slumber after getting pricked
The fairies fly to you, asking for your help, knowing that you were the only one who could help George and wake him up from his deep slumber. So you made your way to the castle and faught whatever came your way, just so you could share a kiss with the boy you had fallen for...waking him up from the curse
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Sapnap: Frozen
Sapnap reminds me so much of Kristof and I can't see anyone else.
Him being kind enough to help you get to your sibling, meeting a talking snowman along the way (who for some reason I think it would be either Karl or Foolish) and going on an adventure with them. Sapnap tried his best to save you after you got hit with ice, he was sad to have to let you go to someone else... especially after he had started having feelings for you, but in the end he got you back and you both decided to take things slowly, even if you were head over heels for eachother
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Badboyhalo: Geek Charming
If y'all have never seen it, I highly recommend it!
In this story, you're the usual "popular" kid, while Bad is the "geek" who is trying to win a film festival, so he decided to make a movie about "Popularity". But upon working with you, he realizes that you're not really the stereotypical popular person, you're just like everyone else. You're secretly smart, a bit of a geek yourself and just a fun person to hang around; you gave in to this whole popularity thing just so you could win a competition and feel closer to your mother, who had passed away.
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Quackity: Coco
Ok, let me explain, cause I'm not only going off of the whole "Oh, he's mexican"
I see Quackity as being someone who gets really into his work and would do anything for it, but one day he realised that he wasn't happy if he was without his family. But when he was trying to come back to you, and your child, he was betrayed by one of his close colleagues. You two meet later on again, in the after life during the day of the death, your grandson helping Quackity explain what had actually happen and finally giving him the recognition he deserved.
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Karl Jacobs: Enchanted
To me this is just, perfect!
Karl coming from a fairy tale universe and you saving him from "entering the fake castle". You two having to live togheter. Teaching eachother and learning the ways of love, what you should expect from it and how you should act on it; only for you two to fall for eachother and leaving your others partners togheter
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Wilbur Soot: Starstruck
For some reason every time I think of Wilbur I think of enemies to lovers-
So, unlike the movie, Wilbur isn't as much of a douche as the protagonist but he is pretty confident in his skills and his career. You two do meet and don't immediately hit it off, but with the challenges of having to hide from paparazzi and his fanbase, you two are basically obligated to spend time togheter; which leads you into some interesting situations and some questionable sparks
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Technoblade: Beauty and the Beast
This was predictable wasn't it? But it just first so well!
The big scary Blood God, who hid himself far away in a castle to never be seen by anyone and you, a simple commoner who teaches him to love himself no matter what others say or how he looks.
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Nihachu: Little Mermaid
This could go both ways.
You could easily be the mermaid that falls in love with the princess at sea, Niki, with her beautiful smile and radiating confidence. Or you could be the royalty that the mermaid Niki falls in love over, to the point where she would give up anything just to be with you.
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Eret: Cinderella
I honestly feel like I had to with this one
The beautiful Eret, who is kind and caring to every people, creature and plant but still hated by some, specifically her step mom and sisters. You, the royalty of the town, knew that you couldn't let her go as soon as you got to know her. So you scavanged the whole town, in hopes of meeting the one who fit the shoe
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Punz: Princess Diary 2
Specifically the second one, because...
You two are put at "rivalry" for who's gonna rule over Genovia. Punz taking every opportunity to make fun of you, joking about how you could never rule a country. But the more he looks at you, the more he realizes how devoted you are to the country and especially it's people, making him fall for the soon to be royalty
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Foolish: Hercules
This is another obvious one
The all muscle and heroic Foolish, son of Zeus, who could get every person to fall of him. You knew you should have stayed away, especially since you worked for Hades, but under all that cockiness and "hero" image he was just as kind and charming as people make him out to be. But, you would never say that you're in love, right?
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Awesamdude: Descendants
Honestly I can just see Sam being the son of Belle and the Beast, the soon to be king
And you, the child of Malificent, sent to Auradon just to steal the wand and free the villains from the isle...only to fall for the prince, who showed you that you were capable of love and that weren't your parents.
#dreamsmp#dsmp#mcyt#dream smp x reader#dsmp x reader#mcyt x reader#dream x reader#georgenotfound x reader#sapnap x reader#badboyhalo x reader#quackity x reader#karl jacobs x reader#wilbur soot x reader#technoblade x reader#nihachu x reader#eret x reader#punz x reader#foolishxreader#awesamdude x reader#beescenarios
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To be more clear about the situation, as far as I can tell most of the trans women who received that copypasta are very outspoken about transmisogyny, so it's not so weird to see that they would find something more or less saying "I'm diagnosing you with being a radfem, the only cure is me fucking you" to be an act of transmisogyny (the same way if a cis guy told a cis woman "shut up about feminism and let's fuck" it would be seen as... Well definitely not very progressive).
That being said you weren't privy to any of that so it's silly that they keep acting like the way you reacted to a stupid ask targeted at YOU (and only you as far as you were aware) is evidence of bigotry.
If I don’t follow every trans woman and like all of her posts and read them thrice before bedtime I am transmisogyny incarnate.
Joking of course but on a serious note this handful of people acting as though they speak for every trans woman on the planet? Weird behavior. Especially when using it to not only assume but insist they know my gender based on arbitrary characteristics of what they saw me type on my blog.
I’m going to be fully honest here, I do think the person spreading the copypasta is one of their own clique trying to legitimize a lot of what they assert about TME people as a whole, trans men in particular. I’ve seen plenty of other groups do the same before, not that unrealistic to say it’s what happened here. Especially considering the over the top response to it that I can’t recall ever seeing for any other obvious copypasta trolling before.
Not that I can prove any of that of course. I will say though as a generalized piece of advice to anyone who gets weird messages like that: the only way to win with a troll is to troll. If you respond to them in any way that takes their bait seriously, you’re giving them what they want. They want to hurt and upset you. They want to make you look foolish in a big grandiose and angry response they can show their friends and laugh about. They like having that power over a stranger’s emotions because they really don’t have much else going on.
So you can either ignore their bait and move on so they spend days refreshing your blog and fuming that you aren’t rewarding their efforts with a response, or you can “yes, and” them as part of the joke which instead makes them look foolish because it turns the joke around on them and shows the person they wanted to mock isn’t fazed by their goading. I tend to prefer the latter because it’s more fun. See an obvious troll ask prescribing me getting sucked silly by a nice tboy or two to “fix” whatever politics I have that they don’t like? Lean into the bit, demand and beg frantically for them to show me how to find these tboys to do just that.
There’s no reason to take anyone who sends you troll bait seriously, so why not have a little fun instead of playing into their hand?
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fall in love with me [1] — itoshi sae x reader !
warnings. heavy manga spoilers & ooc itoshi sae.
content. fake dating, (slight) enemies to lovers.
you consider yourself mediocre.
to be the best is to devote oneself to their craft, but you’re not that kind of person. since you don’t feel passion over a particular thing, the best you could do is be good at everything. you’re good at english. you’re good at arts. you’re good at literature. you’re good at science. you’re good at math. there wasn’t anything in the world that you, l/n y/n, couldn’t do.
however, if one talks about talent, you’ve got nothing. there will always be people who will be better than you. people who are gifted. people like itoshi sae, who devoted himself to soccer.
you don’t envy him. no, not one bit. you consider it foolish that his strength serves as a weakness. he was only good at soccer— no, he’s japan’s best. and while you do think that it’s stupid to be focused on only one thing, you also admire that side of him. he’s passionate over the sport, so he devotes his whole self to it, leaving no space for anything else on his life.
you wanted to meet him. not because you had a crush on him like just any other japanese woman, but because you wanted to see what passion looks like. you wanted to see what face he would make while he plays. maybe by then you’d realize what you’d like to do for the rest of your life.
“are you sure you’re not coming?“ your mom asked. from your peripheral version, you could see her spraying on some perfume on her wrist. you’re supposed to go visit some relatives in spain, together with your parents, but you declined the offer.
today’s the fight between u-20 japan and blue lock, after all. you don’t have to watch to know that itoshi sae would win, but you wanted to see how he would win. you wanted to see what face would the best player of japan make once he wins.
“no. hug grandma for me, though.”
“do you really need to watch the game?” your dad poses the question this time. “if you want to meet itoshi sae, i could—”
“no. i want to see him play.”
“alright, then.”
you’re lucky. if you wanted to meet itoshi sae, your parents would have made that possible with a click of their fingers. that’s how powerful they are. as the daughter of a billionaire CEO, you also have this kind of power. you can have anything you desire in the world. anything except passion, you guess.
“we’ll see you in a week, love.” your mom kisses your cheeks and you wave her goodbye. just like that, they headed to spain easily as if travelling to a nearby city. you then sighed.
i have the resources but i have nothing to do with it. i really am just mediocre. lukewarm. gray.
“looks like the ball went to... itoshi sae!”
the crowd went wild. you, on the other hand, has no intense reaction over what just happened. you’ve expected this already. at this point, whenever itoshi sae has the ball, it’s just normal. it’s blah. not because he’s not good— you’ve got to acknowledge the man’s talent at the very least — but because he doesn’t look like he’s having fun at all.
he looks dead. there was no love while he plays. so, as you come into this conclusion, there was one feeling that settles in your gut: disappointment.
the match was underwhelming, even though everyone around you thought differently. however, you came to this match expecting that itoshi sae would teach you what passion looks like, and yet he does the opposite. he plays as if he’s completely fallen out of love with the sport. he teaches you what passion isn’t.
what a boring prodigy.
when he scored a goal, everyone erupted into shouts of elation. they think he’s amazing. heck, even the blue lock men probably think that, too. but to you? it was mediocre. it was lukewarm. it was gray.
the only thing you’ve learned today is that itoshi sae is the same as you.
at first you thought that maybe he’s considered the best because of his talent and devotion. that he’s the best because of his passion for soccer, but it seems that he’s only like that because he doesn’t want to lose. at this point, he’s just playing and winning because it’s expected of him. so, when you take away the shiny names and medals of awards, you’ve come to realize that itoshi sae is hollow.
if he doesn’t love the sport he’s best at, is there any hope for him to love anything else?
probably not.
the first half ends and your frown deepens. the commentator’s words flew past your ears because you weren’t in the mood to listen. you can’t believe that you cancelled all your plans just to watch him play, only to be let down like this.
“hey, that number 11 is my son!” a man says from behind you, his voice interrupting your line of thoughts. having nothing better to do, you scanned the field for that so-called number 11, only to find him on the blue lock team. the ones against itoshi sae, who surprisingly took the lead this first half.
isagi yoichi, huh?
“what’re you doing meguru! you’ve got to score more goals! are you a striker or not?!” another person from behind you yells. when you checked where this meguru was, it turned out that he’s at the blue lock team as well. he’s the one with the cute haircut and an easy going smile.
bachira meguru.
the parents of these two indulged in a short conversation with each other, but you didn’t listen any further. when the second half starts, your eyes were no longer trained on the person you originally came here for. instead, it’s on the blue lock team. the ones who play as if their lives depended on it; the ones who look like they’re having fun.
this is blue lock’s win, itoshi sae.
an hour has passed since the game concluded, with the blue lock team winning. there was no surprise there; the game only felt alive because of them, after all. together with that shidou ryusei that the u-20 japan team decided to sub in last minute. nevertheless, after the game, you stayed. for no better reason than to talk to itoshi sae.
“y/n–chan! so sorry we made you wait.” itoshi’s manager greets, offering you a nervous smile. he was holding a bunch of paper and seemed to be in a rush. maybe as to not make you wait any longer, you suppose.
a few steps from behind him was none other than itoshi sae. he seems to have changed his clothes already, with his usual deadpan look plastered on his flawless face. if he didn’t have a soccer career, he might’ve been a model. or maybe not. his attitude wasn’t very warm.
“that’s okay. i didn’t wait long.”
“oh, sae–chan, this is y/n–chan. daughter of the well known billionaire l/n kenji.”
itoshi sae stares at you wordlessly. you, of course, stared back. no one dared to greet first and this staring contest served as a reminder of how prideful the both of you are.
“s—so! let’s go ahead and have dinner.”
“wait,” you stopped the manager from dragging the both of you away. there was no need for fake pleasantries. you weren’t here to be friends with someone like itoshi sae. in fact, it’s quite the opposite. “i want to speak with itoshi sae.”
“sorry. i don’t do autographs.”
“i’m not asking you for one.”
“then,” he crosses his arms. “what do you want from me?”
“manager–san, will you please give us a moment?” itoshi’s manager looked back and forth between you and itoshi. he’s aware that you asked him kindly, but his eyes still awaited his boss’ orders. hell would break loose if he left the both of you together, but one look from itoshi sae and he knew that there was nothing he could do about it.
once you’re left alone, itoshi questions, “so?”
“why do you play soccer when you’ve clearly fallen out of love with it?” a direct question. there’s no need to sugarcoat because doing so will change the essence of it. that’s the sole reason.
he doesn’t answer. the blank look on his face gave nothing away, but that’s just how he is.
“you’re a prodigy and japan’s best soccer player, so why do you look so hollow and dead when you play?” where is your passion? or is there any, to begin with? were other questions you wanted to ask, but he hasn’t even answered the first one yet so there was no assurance that he’d even answer the other ones.
“listen,” he states after a few moments of silence. “why do you care?”
because we’re the same. we’re both hollow.
itoshi sae could have taught you how to have passion, and even if he couldn’t, then the blue lock team could have been your inspiration. so you have no idea why you’re chasing over this unfathomable man that seems to be your own reflection. you have no idea why you’d find peace in this chaos. you have no idea what prompted you to ask him these ridiculous questions.
you have no idea why you’d think that you’d feel whole with itoshi sae’s hollowness.
and before you could stop yourself, you spoke. “itoshi sae... fall in love with me.”
notes. this might not make sense. it doesn’t make sense to me but the monster inside me is telling me to write this, nonetheless. idk how to use tumblr & i’m only publishing this bc i want to create a masterlist thing, but if someone stumbles upon this work of mine, then i’ll tell you not to fret because this’ll be at least 3 parts. i’ll elaborate in the next chap ig !
ִ ࣪𖤐 masterlist ! • ִ ࣪𖤐 next !
#sae itoshi x reader#itoshi sae#sae itoshi#sae itoshi x you#itoshi sae x reader#itoshi sae x you#blue lock#blue lock x reader#blue lock x you#bllk#bllk x y/n#bllk itoshi sae#sae itoshi x y/n#itoshi sae x y/n#bllk scenarios#bllk isagi#bllk bachira#bachira meguru#isagi yoichi#itoshi sae scenarios#itoshi sae imagines#itoshi sae oneshots#kae’s 💭
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i absolutely love bbh and i see where you're coming from totally when you're frustrated with red team's grudge against him. it's frustrating when watching from bbh's perspective because yeah. he is just playing the game, he's trying to save his kids, he's merciful when he can be and is very polite. so i totally understand the frustrations bc it seems like others hate him for completely unfair reasons.
but from the red team's perspective- they do not actually think he is evil. Like they fully understand why he's doing what he's doing and don't really actually hate him. it's just a bit that they're running with. The "badboyhalo is our specter of death, our mortal enemy" is really just a funny thing they are doing.
They're not really super focused on lore rn so i think the conflict gets rough though, with q!Bad having such strong roleplay motivations and the red team kinda just messing around rn and having fun. Their plan right now is to just play and wait for lore clues to pop up so they can figure out what REALLY must be done.
also the agreement with ElQuackity wasn't even about BBH or the Blue team at all, i think the players just wanted Green to have a win for motivation.
feel free to delete or ignore this ask tho i just wanted to say this stuff bc maybe the grudge would seem less unfair and personal idk
have a lovely evening and viewing experience
no no nonnie <3 this helped a lot actually
just wanna say every time even if its someone disagreeing with me i love getting you guys to come discuss things in my inbox (makes me feel like a part of this community)
this helped because i heard that green and red were teaming bad, which again isnt awful, i can totally see a fun way for it to play out, i just get flashbacks to people saying that bad deserved to be caged back during that arc. like if red and green team just obliterate bad i dont want them to be seen as perfect angels for doing so, you know?
im also looking forward to green possibly winning today (even though i think blue has been doing some great stuff lately, but im biased lmao)
basically, i get the grudge, i just dont like how some chatters, some people on twitter, and the rare person here takes it like it has actual needed weight to it, and that its not just their characters holding onto a grudge a bit too hard.
i am also almost always on the defensive because I Know how people hold jaiden, cellbit, slime, and foolish (and philza argh) to this 'perfect angel' standing while they decimate bad for doing something even slightly morally questionable, while idk, foolish is a cop, jaiden literally ignores how cucurucho tortured her friends, cellbit killed several innocent people, slime.. idk slime's pretty chill, and philza,, is lowkey a bystander sometimes.
sorry for the kinda rant <3 love u nonnie. just know i get where theyre coming from, im more preparing for the worst when it comes to the fandom interpretations
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I had the idea of Franziska von Karma playing Among us and it spiraled out of control. Not I have headcanons for pretty much every major character
-Pheonix "made two separate careers out of bluffing" Wright might be somewhat good at among us, crazy I know. He isn't always good about doing his tasks and rarely gets kills as an imposter, but he's more than good enough at social deduction and not getting caught to make up for it. Usually when he loses it's because of a misclick, typo, or some other example of him being unable to touch any phone that isn't a Nokia without exposing himself as an old man who doesn't know how compupers work
-Maya Fey is here for a good time and has never taken a game seriously. She could be pretty good if she tried but she has way more fun messing around, whether it be playing a role, throwing, going third imposter, trolling, or doing whatever bit she thinks would be funniest. She is a menace to the society and we love her for it.
-Edgeworth just cannot with this game. Deduction he can do. Social? Not so much. Doesn't help that he's only marginally better with tech then his idiot boyfriend. Edgeworth can figure out who the imposter is, and cannot under any circumstance do anything else. No kills, no tasks, no sabotages, nothing. Man would spend half the game on the card swipe, he's probably allergic to the airship map.
- Franziska is the type of person who would initially dismiss the game, but as soon as Maya gets her to try it it just clicks for her. She's great at this foolish game, she can do the tasks, she can get the kills, and of course she can deduce who the imposter is. She is, of course, basically perfect in every way you can think of. She has a 50% win ratio because she keeps getting voted off for being rude.
-Gumshoe and Magey are too nice to be good at Among us. They are terrible but in the most endearing way, everyone wants to play with them
-Ema only does her tasks if she likes doing them and she feels like it. She's always playing detective and doesn't take even try unless she thinks she can figure it out. That goes for imposter too, she just screws around doing whatever she thinks is funny. Maya likes it when Ema is imposter
-Larry sucks at among us. He is basically eternally sus, he has no chill, and he's just bad at the game in general. He can only live past round one if people take pity on him. But he can at do all the tasks pretty well, so there's that
-Mia and Diego are really good at among us. Basically every reason phoenix is good, without the complete inability to play video games. They are also a power couple, you never want them both to be imposters. Although it's not really any better when one of them is imposter because then the other just goes third imposter. Although if Maya is there, they would just join in on her antics.
- Pearl is the most inconsistent Among us player around. Sometimes she's great. Sometimes she's terrible. Sometimes she's taking things way to seriously, and other times she plays like Maya. This is probably because she tends to shift her priorities depending on who she is playing with- she'll buddy up with Mia and Godot, cause problems with Maya, be a try hard with Franziska, ECT. She does whatever they want her to do because at the end of the day, she's just here to play with them.
- Kay Faraday is good at among us. Sebastian Debeste is not (but he thinks he is). Together they are siblings playing Among us together. Chaos will ensue
- Lana is good at among us, although she mostly just plays because Ema and Mia do
- Apollo is very good at deduction and ok at everything else. Can't play with voice chat though, especially not proximity mod. His screaming usually just gets him voted out.
- Trucy Wright is the greatest among us player who ever lived. Every task, every lie, every kill, executed with goddess-like perfection. Nothing escapes her eyes, no eyes can catch her. Only a select few people can possibly tell when she is imposter. Of them; Phoenix, Mia, and Godot just play along and let's her win, Maya outright jumps at the chance to third imposter, Franziska would try to stop her but after failing so many times she just curses so much upon realizing it's her that she gets voted out anyways, and Apollo announces "Trucy is imposter again. I give up" in chat and goes to stand around in a fun room until Trucy wins after easily deflecting the accusation.
- Athena might try and be decent or just mess around, depends on her mood. She's a good crewmate who is good at deductions and tasks, but as imposter she often gets greedy and gets caught because of it
-Juniper is to nice to be good at this game, but she's cute and everyone loves playing with her
- Hugh is a dork who thinks he's good at this game but isn't. His rivalry with Sebastian is as hilarious as it is pathetic
- Robin is good, but she's mostly just to hang with her besties (and try to get Hugh and Sebastian on a date already)
- Clay Terrain plays by one rule - commit to the bit. Games with him and the Fey's can only ever end in chaos. He's the one person who can get Apollo to join the dark side too, so now even he is causing problems on purpose
- Klaviar Gavin doesn't play among us, he plays flirting with Apollo simulator. Jokes aside - although I'm only half joking, this is just an excuse to spend time with Apollo to him - he's pretty good at the game in general, especially as crewmate. Although you can tell when he's the imposter because he spends the whole time following Apollo instead of killing people.
--Apollo usually enjoys playing with Trucy a lot more if Clay and/or Klaviar is also playing, because then he has someone to talk to while he waits for Trucy to win
- Simon Blackquill is the type of guy to act like he's always the imposter. He votes for himself, accuses himself, agrees when someone accuses him, ECT. He's pretty good at the game, but for him the bit takes priority
- Aura on the other hand could not be fucked. She's not bad at all, she just doesn't care. She just kinda lets things happen - you could kill in front of her and she wouldn't care enough to report it
- Nayuta's the kind of try hard to use every type of cheese he can think of at every opportunity. Imposter forgets to fake keys? He'll call it out. Someone walk out of a room facing the wrong way? He is on that. It's kinda annoying TBH. All that effort and he still can't tell when it's Trucy
- Rayfa is a sore loser and she keeps getting voted off for rudeness. She's just kinda ok at the game otherwise. She's getting better in both regards, though
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To be frank with you, I don’t think that Dream went about announcing or creating the USMP in a good way.
For starters, Dream could have shown basic respect for Quackity and waited before announcing his SMP. He couldn’t even congratulate Quackity for the QSMP without making it about himself. Dream didn’t even wait a month before announcing the USMP, which you must admit is very similar to Quackity’s idea, which has been in the making for way longer than Dream’s has, based on how Dream doesn’t even have all 60 members of his server nor, you know, an actual quality translator (at least based upon his most recent video).
Plus, what connection does Dream have to other languages? I, for one, distinctly mentioning something about how the only language he speaks is winning, and yet now he’s all for overcoming cultural bounds and uniting people from all across the world? I acknowledge that a person’s opinions can change, but then again, there’s the matter of timing that I mentioned earlier.
Overall, I don’t believe that Dream would have been condemned this way if he had announced the USMP later. However, I do believe that he is being heavily inconsiderate of Quackity and that there is a very high possibility that he is trying to ride off of Quackity’s coattails for whatever reason. That reason could be relevancy, as with the obviously faked letter that he supposedly got from Google (obviously faked because of the multiple spelling and grammar issues), or it could be that he is trying to replicate the DSMP and its popularity again.
Regardless, even without getting into the moral qualities of Dream’s character and whether the accusations about him are true, it’s obvious that he is being rude to a certain degree (the degree of which is debatable, but the rudeness definitely not) towards Quackity and what he is trying to achieve with the QSMP.
Sorry for typing out this long essay, but I feel strongly about this topic, and whenever I feel strongly about something, my brain goes into writing mode (it’s the autism—just kidding, of course). I hope I didn’t come off too mean, I just wanted to share with you my views on why the Dream might not have the best intentions for creating the USMP.
Okay so i also talk a lot but my thoughts come a lot more fractured so you might see a ton of edits to this post
So first of all, i actually do agree that the announced of the usmp was not very good. Personally i think he should maybe have waited a bit more, or idk, but i do agree that it didn't come out the best way
The thing about connection to other languages I think that Dream is doing it both because of some of his friends (Korean in specific, Tina really want to learn korean again after she lost most of what she knew, and there are a few more youtubers Dream is friends with and/or knows that know or are korean) and because he genuinely enjoyed connecting with people from other places and languages! Idk if you saw him during the squid games and more even on spreen's heaven event but he was clearly having lots of fun and really really loving talking to people
And a thing about the Dt that most people who dont watch them dont really know, is that they're all kind of shy around new people. Dream is exited but kind of scared, Sapnap is really really shy and will stick to people he knows (you can see on his first irl stream with Karl, he looked like a spooked cat) and George will be weird with people he doesn't know but he doesn't really make a connections quickly like how Quackity for example does
You can really see how these events left a really strong impact on Dream (and his community!)
(Also, some other languages might also been chosen because of his friends, Foolish, Tubbo, Tina and [Oh fuck another person but i forgot her name] were/are working really really hard on learning Spanish, but didn't really get a chance to use it. Other ones, like Japanese, might just be a "oh! I bet there are tons of cool people there" but really i dont know the streamers, so i cant say for sure)
I can talk a bit about why portuguese tho! Most big brasilian youtubers started out as minecraft youtubers, and they're actually really big! I cant really vouch for them (they're not bad, just... like annoying bad, except that one guy, but we dont talk about Monarca) some of our youtubers were on the top of all creators on the site a few years ago (i havent really looked since then)
So it's a big untapped community that does actually love interacting with people from other countries (there's a reason that "come to Brasil" is a meme, other then the fact that no band ever comes to brasil)
I cannot comment on the google thing because i genuinely dont really know what you're talking about
But about congratulating Quackity, I think multiple cc's were congratulating Quackity and saying his project was really cool (including Dream) even before it was announced, and im pretty sure he congratulated Q after the qsmp trailers came out
But yeah, again I think it was kind of weird how the announcement of the usmp came, but i dont think it was because Dream genuinely wanted to hurt Quackity or try to overshadow him
About the quality of the translation, i actually think its kinda funny? It definitely shows that Dream (and Callahan! Who is absolutely incredible) were actually trying to create this themselves and not just copying from something else.
I also think its not meant to really be perfect? I for sure think it will be better when we see it live, but I think the usmp and the version of the translator we see in it are not meant to be the best version it can be, but more an example so people can take it and alter it and transform it. Thats why i think its free to access and edit, because it was meant to be taken and changed by the community
But hey! One of my favorite tropes is language barriers, so i might he a bit biased on the "It's okay that the translator is glitchy thing"
(I also think that language is so complex that the translator will never truly be perfect, with complicated words and frases and *regional dialects and words that dont truly have translations, like "saudade" or "cafune", i think that there will always be little misunderstanding and confusion and bugs, but we can just pause and try to explain it differently, like it always is in conversations)
[*side note, im kind of doxxing myself a little, but my dialect literally replaces the word "thing" for the word "train" and we only do that in my state. You can also always tell when someone writes something in portuguese making sure that people could translate it because we talk/text completely different, you can translate você but not ce so some things get caught up]
This is actually really nice! Its nice to share views without being aggressive and going for each other's throat. I hope is discussed everything? It's 2:31 am and im sick so i might have missed something and im glad to talk more about it if you want to
But yeah, long story short, i do agree that the delivery of the usmp was weird and kind of disjointed, but i think it came from a place of genuine love and excitement with Dream, he just hyperfoxused on it and forgot to think of some stuff. And i think it will be fun to have multiple multilingual smps and that in the ends usmp and qsmp will be different in some core ways
I hope i wasnt rude as well! If i did i genuinely didn't want to come off as agressive
#quick ramble about why i think they will be different#think of both smps like machines#the qsmp has a lot more cogs and levers and buttons#is a more complex machine#with planed lore and animations and themes and metaphors and events#and while Dream loves writing stories I think the usmp will be very very simple#really just 'a bunch of people play together and have fun the end'#i do hold he tries to bring more types of players to the smp for its own health#because the dsmp was a lot of fighters and you cant really keep a smp alive with that#anyway#yeah#dream smp#quackity#dreamwastaken#dream situation#qsmp#usmp#dreamblr#quackblr#the dog barks#also i think those smps will be the death of me and all of the other poor viewers with adhd#theres a reason i mained tommy#short#the voices
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Touch Starved
Day 1 for @febuwhump. (Yes I know I'm late I'm catching up. I'll add all these to ao3 soon too, I just have something fun I want to post on there before I do.)
Steve Harrington.
Words: 1113.
No warnings apply.
Steve Harrington liked to touch people.
His parents had been maybe a little less affectionate than they should have been, so when he grew up and found friends, girlfriends, people he wanted to be around, he touched them. He hugged, he held hands, he brushed shoulders, he shared a bed, everything. It wasn’t unusual for anyone who knew him to find themselves being picked up from behind and spun around. It was how people knew Steve loved them, and them allowing it to happen was how Steve knew they loved him right back. He loved to touch, and be touched.
But then Steve’s whole life and the world around him changed. Being touched no longer meant warm friendship or tingly fingertips on smooth skin. It meant bruises and bloody noses and heart stopping fear that he might not survive this time. Every time he touched one of his friends, he had to wonder if it would be the last time. Would they see each other again? They were fighting monsters. He was foolish to expect them to win every time.
No one really noticed when Steve stopped touching people. Everyone was too wrapped up in their own relationships, adjusting to a life after the ground split apart and the sky turned red. Teenagers were finally allowed to be teenagers. He was relegated to the background and only partly because he put himself there. It made it easier, he thinks. It made it less painful to detach. Steve could remember the last time he touched every single one of his friends. He rolled the memories over and over in his head each night before he went to sleep. What they were both wearing, what the conversation was, what the weather was like. He was terrified that he’d wake up one morning to the phone ringing, with someone calling to tell him something had happened. Another one of them was gone. At least this way, he would never have to be one of those people crying at a funeral about I can’t even remember the last time we hugged. Because Steve made sure he knew exactly when that was.
It was easy to pretend that it happened naturally. His hands were always full of something when people arrived at or left his house. He was always too caught in some menial task to join the group hugs that seemed to pop up out of nowhere. Steve was usually the last person to enter the room for movie night or game days. It made it less obvious when he had to sit a little further away from the rest of the group because all the good chairs were gone. It passed under everyone’s radar without fail. It made him kind of sad that no one noticed Steve being markedly less tactile over time, but he was doing it as much for them as he was himself.
Steve never let go of the icy cold fear in his chest that the evil under their feet wasn’t all the way gone. Of course, he trusted the people who knew, who could feel it. He didn’t want to get lazy though, complacency would kill them all if they got too comfortable. If he got too comfortable. He wouldn’t be able to protect them if he wasn’t expecting it. So this was for their benefit, really. If something new happened, if there was some other attack that came out of the blue, they would rush to grab hold of each other. They would go for the familiarity of the people they touched every day. They wouldn’t try to stop and save Steve, they wouldn’t whip around to see where he was. They wouldn’t ever put themselves in danger for his sake, and that’s what he wanted. Someone tried to protect him once, and his body got left behind to rot. Steve couldn’t stand the thought of it, especially because he couldn’t remember the last time they touched. All he knew was that he hadn’t savoured it. He wouldn’t let it happen again.
The want burned heavy inside of him. The need to reach out and hold someone’s hand sometimes got so strong that he felt like he couldn’t breathe. Steve considered briefly hiring someone to sleep with him, just to feel warmth between his thighs, if not in his heart. He lost his nerve at the last minute, thinking how awful it would be if something happened to them, and they died having been touched last by someone who didn’t even care enough to ask their name. He would occasionally tap his fingertips gently along his sides to pretend it was someone else, to force his body to loosen up enough that he might be able to touch himself. It never lasted long when he did. It was a crude necessity to take care of his physical needs but served him no emotional purpose. He never basked in the afterglow, never thought about it too much. He came fast into his fist and he cleaned up immediately.
Steve dreamed afterwards, sometimes. He didn’t dream a lot anymore, never quite falling into a deep enough sleep, but on the nights after he wiped the come off his stomach and settled back into the pillows, he would swim through a fantasy world. It was always the same one. His hand was being held. There was a strong arm tight around his waist. His friends were laughing and so was he, and unseen lips would brush against his neck. When he woke up he would swear that he could still smell the cigarette smoke on their breath. Steve always woke up with the skin around his eyes feeling tighter after those nights, and he knew it was because he’d been crying in his sleep.
He wondered if he was being selfish. Steve thought about what his friends would feel like if something happened to him. If they were the ones scrambling to remember when they last hugged him, felt him touch them. Would it even cross their minds? He lay in his bed on a cool spring morning, dry tears around his eyes, and chewed the inside of his cheek as he considered it. Maybe, sure. Maybe the tight embraces after Eddie’s remembrance ceremony or the hand holding in a hospital bed would all stay fresh in their minds. But probably not. They were used to not touching Steve anymore, they wouldn’t realise how long it had been. They would remember him being there in the background, where he planted himself firmly. That would be good enough.
They would have each other to lean on when he was gone. Just like he planned.
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hiii omg its so nice to see another person who likes togiri!! there is sooo little content of it its honestly devastating lol….id be rly interested to hear if you had any spare thoughts or hcs abt them (or naegirigami) :3 also your art is phenominal, i love your style and the way you portray everyone is soooo ….<333!
HEEHE THANK YOU boy do i have thoughts about probably most things relating to dr1
this is going under a readmore because oh my god
togiri is so interesting to me because like.. of course naegiri was the first ship to grow on me, how can it not, and naegami is also just kind of like. an obvious decision to me. like pairing a normal nice functional cheerful little dude with a cold unfeeling weirdo who he hangs out with a lot just works every time. it’s about the CONTRAST. so when i started liking naegirigami it was definitely mostly because i just liked both makoto ships, but eventually i really started thinking about byakuya and kyoko.
i think the first togiri thing i really thought about was, weirdly, the moment i think they were at their worst, which was when kyoko got makoto executed. like when i rewatch that trial, especially the anime version, the amount of hands byakuya throws because he completely refuses to believe makoto is the murderer meanwhile kyoko has to keep pushing that he is… on the one hand byakuya is half right and if he’s wrong he’ll die. so him defending makoto you can fully read as him doing whatever he thinks he has to in order to survive. but the fact is makoto and kyoko both had large windows of time during which they were unaccounted for, but byakuya suspected kyoko from the beginning.
byakuya in the later chapters is so interesting to me even though his character development is so subtle i sometimes feel insane pointing it out. but it is extremely sad that he makes his big ‘i’m not going to play the game anymore i’m going to work with everyone to get out of here and kill the mastermind’ announcement in chapter 4 after being forced to reevaluate everything, and then immediately he is thrown into a situation where he has to distrust the others once again.
the fact that he is so angry at kyoko for refusing to explain what she’s doing all the time by herself, and seemingly refuse to disclose her talent, is because he wants to trust her. but he can’t. and then him lashing out at kyoko and taking her room key is what ends up allowing her to pass the guilty verdict off to makoto since she can claim she couldn’t get in her room. byakuya what have you wrought.
anyway so i mostly think chapter 5 was a naegami win, but i started thinking about like. the time between makoto falling into the abyss and kyoko following him. i cannot remember if i read a fic like this already but like…i imagine kyoko goes to talk to byakuya before she leaves. she knows if she and makoto both end up dead, byakuya is kind of the group’s leader in their absence, so she might want to let him know.
so here’s the question. does byakuya, still confused and bitter about having to vote for someone he didn’t believe would kill anyone, give a shit that kyoko might be about to die? i think on the outside he has nothing to say to her at this point, but on the inside he’s started to realize he does care about these people and he doesn’t want to lose another one. but the possibility of getting makoto back means he won’t do anything to stop her.
so what i’m saying is. it’s because of makoto’s execution that byakuya hates kyoko the most he ever does, but it’s also because of losing makoto that he realizes he doesn’t want to lose kyoko either, even when he still can’t trust her.
UM on a lighter note togiri is fun because sometimes byakuya is very stupid and kyoko is like how do you still think that you’re as smart as me? what is wrong with your brain you foolish man? and kyoko is wayyy better at hiding her emotions and never outwardly reacting to things than byakuya is. like imagine them doing anything together in a casual setting.
like you know the school mode dialogue where byakuya doesn’t know what the toy vending machine is and demands makoto explain it to him? that’s adorable but imagine the togiri version of that. byakuya (understandably) kind of views makoto like a golden retriever, like he’s not trying to keep his guard up around him because he cannot imagine makoto posing a threat. but he absolutely can imagine kyoko posing a threat, whether to his life or his dignity. so if he’s ever in a situation with kyoko where he has to ask her to explain some commoner thing to him, he’s trying way harder to act calm and collected about it, but she sees RIGHT through him because he’s a dummy who thinks he can have a facade up around a detective.
so i think from byakuya’s side of things togiri is about him learning to trust kyoko and learning that she is kinder than she lets on (even if she will make fun of him, more than makoto would, for not knowing basic shit, she’ll still explain things to him and not embarrass him too much because she doesn’t actually enjoy making people feel dumb) and he can start to let his guard down around her even when her being smarter than him AND having her emotional shit together better is frightening to his weird rich brain.
from kyoko’s side i think byakuya interests her for the same reasons i think he’s interesting as a character. his actions are absolutely batshit sometimes, but in a twisted way they do make sense. he’s a weird rude mystery. but boy does kyoko enjoy a mystery. byakuya’s not going to just tell her his backstory like he does to makoto, again makoto is basically a therapy dog, so kyoko has to start figuring him out. during the killing game figuring out this one weirdo’s motivations is not her highest priority, but i think afterwards when they start working together and she has to have a strong understanding of who’s on her side, she would start questioning him the same way he questioned her during the game. and like before but flipped around, this is happening because she wants to be able to trust him. (if you think i’m implying from this series of events that byakuya starts to fall for kyoko long before she is interested in him at all: you are correct.)
and i think kyoko, once she starts to trust him, does appreciate a lot of byakuya’s qualities, like the fact he is so sure of himself nearly all the time. again, i think byakuya’s not as good at faking anything as kyoko. i think his arrogance is real and most of what he says is exactly how he feels. (MOST of it. obviously he has his funny obvious tsundere ass moments occasionally.) meanwhile kyoko has to fake her confidence constantly. my interpretation of her character is she isn’t very socially outgoing, so combined with her severe amnesia, literally her confidence in her abilities being erased from her mind, that’s why she needs makoto to help carry the trials during the killing game. she is always calm but she is always hiding. she has to fake the confidence that byakuya was born with. so what i’m saying is byakuya is the one to be like ‘excuse me she asked for no pickles’
another potential area i wanna think about re: togiri is just the topic of their families, particularly their fathers, but also their family legacies that they both carry. kyoko is the detective her father didn’t want to be. byakuya is the heir who fought and won his place just like his father. kyoko was abandoned because her father didn’t want to be part of the chain and she resents him for it. byakuya went through a situation that was in his mind comparable to the killing game because he wanted so badly to be the next link in the chain. kyoko came to hope’s peak to see her father again and found him dead, and byakuya came to hope’s peak as his family’s representative and then was told he was the last one living.
so um yeah i’m just gonna stop here i think that’s most of my thoughts currently this was..a lot LOL thank you for giving me an excuse to ramble
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Soldier Poet King SBI
I was sitting in bed, probably with my cat, watching I wanna say a birthday celebration stream with Karl, Foolish, Tina, and Brooke one year ago tonight. I was laughing and stimming and getting some screenshots, it was great, then a notification popped up. "Technoblade uploaded a video."
I quietly but audibly apologized for having to leave because he never uploads, even if the title did make me a little confused and nervous.
I thought it was a joke until about halfway through the letter. I kept saying "wait." I took it off full screen and refreshed the comments, saw curses and apologies and condolences, then refreshed again just in case. I heard "because I love you guys" and I couldn't hear anything anymore.
I cried so hard I felt sick. I couldn't catch my breath. I could see my iPad on the bed in front of me still playing the video but I wasn't watching or listening.
I have several stuffed animals, and I've just never named them or associated them with anything, with all but three. A septiceye from Jack's merch, a grey sheep named Friend, and a pink and white Squishmallow rabbit that makes me thinks of Origins. I don't really remember anything from that night after except holding that rabbit.
Grief is such a weird thing. There are so many good moments where I laugh until my stomach hurts. But there's also moments where I just emotionally and sometimes physically freeze. Watching videos, stims I've picked up from or because of him, seeing fanart.
It's beautiful and it's weird, that there will continue to be things, not directly from him, but about him, and I feel honored that these things happened at all, before and still.
I didn't think that would be so long, sorry about that, but thank you for letting me write it, and sorry if it made you emotional in any way, but thank you for reading it.
See you later, Techno, we miss and love you so much, we'll be alright, I hope you're resting easy out there.
Now then. Something I've wanted and been meaning to write for a long time. I'm quite proud of this, I had a lot of fun making it, it's so soft, I hope you enjoy.
Based on the song Soldier Poet King by The Oh Hellos
975 words
I mean a couple curses cause Tommy's in it if you care but no other warnings
The dull creak of wooden porch breathing then settling as the rocking chair I sat on lulled above it. A soft medley of chirps and trills from a variety of birds in the surrounding trees, an array of stark browns and calming greens, or high above in the sea of cerulean and cornflower with candy floss dots of porcelain. The occasional mumble or soft grunt of moo's from fenced in landscape. The gentle rush and subtle scent of a nearby stream. My personal symphony.
The sound of metal against metal brought me back.
"What the fuck, man, can't let me have one win, can you?"
"Afraid not."
"Come on, dude, I'm trying."
"Get better."
"What do you think I'm doing!"
"Not being better."
"Wiiiiiiiiiiiil!"
Wilbur was sitting under a tree and started playing his guitar louder as a response.
I saw Tommy move to tackle the older in my peripherals, but Techno moved to the side, before pinning his opponent to the earth with his slightly dull blade, blonde curls bouncing slightly as they peeked from beneath his helmet as he landed, the victor's own a color not unlike bubblegum or strawberry ice cream in wisps beneath his own, slightly unkept from the activities.
"Alright, settle down, be nice." I said in the direction of those dueling, rocking chair creaking slightly from the pressure of standing up, moving in the direction of gentle guitar strums.
"Come over here with Wil and I, I have something to show you."
"Whatcha got there, Dadza?" Asked Tommy, head tilting forward in question towards the slightly fraying book.
"Come over and find out, mate." I pat the ground at either side as a gesture to join.
Tommy sat at one end next to Wilbur, who promptly pulled him into a side cuddle, Techno sat at my other side, a bit more reserved on affection, but leaning in a tad to see the book in my hands, the cover read "making memories."
I opened to the first page, which held a photo of a small boy, hair mostly straight and dusty brown, about ten years before becoming the color it is now, he was holding a sword someone helped make out of cardboard, making a face as intimidating as a toddler could manage.
"Look at the little Technoblade!" Wilbur cooed in a higher octave. Techno began to curl into himself and his face slowly deepened in a shade of embarrassment.
"None of that, mate, because you see, that weapon of cardboard would become one of metal in a short matter of years, he would become a soldier in a sense, protecting the ones he holds closest to his chest, verbally and physically, a hero in and out of his home."
He adjusted himself to sit straighter, and brushed the pieces of hair from the front of his face, a whisper of a smile found itself on his features as I turned the page.
A boy, with a pile of muddy colored curls, mostly brushed to his right side, and wire rimmed glasses just on the side of being too big, smiled with closed lips and shining dimples.
"Wilby!"
Tommy stated brightly, Wilbur brought him into a closer cuddle.
"Right you are, and those glasses would soon come to fit him, and he would really start to find his voice, metaphorically, not long after this was taken if I'm correct. His already strong and bright imagination would scream and run and paint the world. He will be a poet, a musician, a singer, the list keeps growing, he knew then and knows still how to slay one with his tongue, an artist from the day he entered this earthside."
He adjusted the same shape of glasses he's grown attached to since the start that sit on his face, and brushed slender fingers along the neck of his instrument lightly, I turned the page again.
A boy, a mop of curly hair like sunshine and dandelions, blooms of freckles on his nose and cheekbones, a smile so bright and brilliant it reached the corners of his eyes, a gap indicating a missing tooth on display.
"You were so proud, runt." Techno stated. Wilbur reached to ruffle the still unruly curls of the boy the conversation surrounded.
"Course I was, bitch, now I've got these bad boys." He grinned and pointed to the tracks of metal across both rows of teeth.
"Give it time, Toms, you'll be rid of those in due time. This kid with hair like gold and gaps in his teeth will become a ruler, a glue of sorts to those who have the honor of becoming close with him, his spirit as bright as the sun and energy magnetic, can only continue to grow and roam wild and free."
Sun glistening off braces as he smiled, eyes just as crinkled as in the photo, blossoming freckles just as apparent.
"You heard the man, kid's a ruler, think that means he deserves a crown, now if you'd be so kind as to show me where it is, Technoblade."
"Not a chance, Theseus."
"What about you then, Phil?"
"What about me, mate?"
"We all got these names and stories, what about you, why didn't you get anything?"
Wilbur questioned, his head almost touching my shoulder to admire the pages of the book in my lap, eyes sparkling with wonder and curiosity.
Time stalled in that moment, the three surrounding me having seemingly gone back in time as we huddled together and reminisced. To the days where hair looked a little different, where faces were a little chubbier, where voices were a little higher, where bodies weren't taller than my own.
"I'm more than alright being the narrator and the reader of your own stories."
We continued to flip through the album, commenting on the majority, laughter joined part in the symphony.
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For the meet-cute prompts, 17 for Okuyasu, please! Hope you're doing well 😄
17. being from different schools, they meet at a tournament, trying to win for their own school
You weren’t even supposed to take part in this school tournament, but someone ended up getting sick and you were the person on stand by. Although you were supposed to be prepared for this, truthfully you didn’t think you would have to fill in. The tournament in question was a video game tournament hosted by the video game club. You had practiced on your home console, but playing the game in an arcade was totally different. Your palms were getting sweaty knowing you would be up after a couple of rounds.
Your thoughts were racing now – you didn’t want to be the one to let your team down. The more you worried, the more clammy your hands felt, and you were sure you were starting to get a cramp in them too. There was no use in psyching yourself out like this… Maybe it would be good to get some fresh air. At least you had some time to calm yourself down before you were up.
When you stepped outside you began trying to hype yourself up, “You’ve got this. You can do this. Just have fun. Have a good time.” you said aloud to yourself, not realizing you weren’t alone out here though.
“This your first tournament?” Okuyasu asked, he seemed to be studying your body language. He noticed how you kept pacing back and forth and how you would shake your hands out every so often.
“I…Yeah. I was the back up. I didn’t think they’d actually have me play. I guess someone got sick so…” You explained with a sigh.
“It’s cool. Don’t worry about it. The worst part is the before, but when you actually get to play you’ll forget all about it. Just focus on the game. That’s all.” Okuyasu reassured you.
Don’t worry about it… Yeah, right. If only it could be that simple. Both your thoughts and your heart were racing. If only you could calm yourself down and control this anxiety that kept building up within you.
“You’re gonna be ok. Promise.” Okuyasu said again when he realized you hadn’t responded to him just yet.
“Thanks for believing in me…” You appreciated this stranger’s kind words, even if you didn’t quite believe him. Your nerves always seemed to get the better of you. You could see it now – as soon as you stepped up to the arcade, your hands would probably end up shaking, cramping, and cause you to mess everything up for your team.
“No problem. It ain’t a big deal. It’s just about fun.” Okuyasu shrugged. “I think tournaments like these are less stressful than the ones for academic stuff. Those seem like too much… Just thinking about it makes my head hurt.” he shook his head.
“You know you’re really nice for being my competition. Won’t your club get mad at you for encouraging me like this?” You were just teasing him of course.
You always appreciated kindness from an opposing school. You didn’t like it when they took their competitions so seriously that they were rude to you just because you were competitors.
“Haha! They better not get mad at me. I always like meeting new people. It’s all fun… Besides, I come to this arcade even in my free time outside of my school club, so it’s nice to have more friends to meet up and play games with.” Okuyasu grinned.
“That’s really nice. I usually just practice and play on my own.” You said with a smile. You didn’t really mind it actually, sometimes it helped to practice better setting different difficulties for the CPU to really test your abilities.
“Aw, you should hang out with me and my friends sometimes. We come here often. It’d be cool to be able to play games with you too.” Okuyasu suggested.
You were surprised at the suggestion… At first you wondered if maybe he was just messing with you, but his eyes really did look sincere. He just seemed so kind, but at the same time you were afraid you might look foolish if you accepted his invitation right away.
“...We’ll see.” You said. It would be nice to see him again, but you were still on your toes just in case he really was just messing with you. Of course you wanted to believe he wasn’t though…
“Aww, ok. I’ll take it.” Okuyasu seemed to frown for a moment, but then gave a small smile.
“It’s not that I don’t want to… it’s just… We can figure it out later. After the competition.” You felt a bit nervous now. His little frown was so cute - you wondered if he was actually disappointed by that ‘maybe’.
“Sure. Later.” Okuyasu said with a nod. “Just don’t leave me hanging. I’d hate for you to leave without us exchanging e-mails!”
“...We’ll see.” You said again, “See you.” you were quick to head back inside.
Okuyasu raised a hand to wave, but you had already gone back inside. Now he was smiling to himself like an idiot - he couldn’t wait to tell Josuke about this amazing person he had just met. He wanted to make sure not to lose sight of you after the tournament ; he really wanted to make sure he’d be able to see you again.
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So glad you like my song recommendation! I have another for you- Your Stupid Face by Kaden MacKay. Enjoy! :)
AT IT AGAIN! (sorry this took so long)
So this is a musical style song, and it fits Bagginshield INCREDIBLY well! I wasn't sure about this song at first, not gonna lie, but it really snatched my soul. Spot on, Anon! So far, your recs haven't missed! I would let you play the music on the road trip any day. Went onto the Bagginshield Hell playlist immediately!
Really either one of them could be the one singing! Personally, I think it's Bilbo, but it's fun to listen to it and think of it from each of them.
If you're curious about my playlist, you can find it Here.
Lyrics under the cut
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I just really hate your face
Though I know that won't surprise you
But, to me, your skin is one giant wart
And your laugh's one big snort
And you stink, so in short
I despise you
You disgrace the human race
'Cause you're more of a mosquito
I would rather have the dentist and drill
Then this swine in the swill
And if you were a bill, I would veto
And if the world was perfect, you would be gone without a trace
But since the world could never be that great
I'll just hate your stupid face
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Oh, no
No
I just really like your face
You don't have to look so happy
I'm not really into love that you flaunt
In some glittery font
But if that's what you want
Make it snappy
I just feel so out of place
Well, except for when you're near me
When you're gone, I'm like a plant with no root
Or a song that's on mute
Don't you dare call it cute!
You should fear me!
And if the world was perfect, you would've never invaded my space
But since the world's obsessed with saying, "psych!"
Now I like your stupid face
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
I just really miss your face
Though, by now, I must disgust you
I had tried to be the stubbornest mule
'Cause I knew life was cruel
So I guess I was foolish to trust you
But I wait here just in case
Though I know I'm being senseless
How could I have ever been so naive
And wear my heart on my sleeve
When I knew it would leave me defenseless?
And if the world was perfect, you would be here in my embrace
But since the world denied me one last kiss
I'll just miss your stupid face
Doo-doo-doo-doo
What are you doing here?
I didn't run away!
It was... it was a strategic retreat
What is there to talk about? It's over—I ruined it
Well, yeah of course I'm sorry, but
No, no, don't forgive me!
Why do you do that?
Why—why give me another chance to mess things up?
Because you—what?
Those three little words
Out of the blue
Completely uncalled for
Especially from you
Why don't you hate me?
Why do you care?
Can't you berate me? Isn't that fair?
Where is your glare?
Don't you dare leave our problems and pain on the shelf!
Because if you don't hate me, I can't hate myself
But that's why I need you
You shatter my fear
'Cause despite my misdeed, you are still right here
Though it's stupid to date me
You're willing to try
And if you don't hate me, then why should I?
Are you sure you don't want to give up on me?
You're a moron
So you think that we could work?
Here I thought I'd been the dumb one—what?
You're forgiving me for all I did wrong
You're unmuting the song
And, again, I belong to someone
No! You can drop the stupid smirk
Though by now I guess you've earned that
'Cause no matter how intensely I pout
Your stupid face will win out
And I guess it's about time I learned that
And though we go together like a Chanel Nº 5 and mace
At least it's not as dull as fitting like a glove
'Cause you're a nightmare that I've not been dreaming of
But I suppose that when push comes to shove
Fine!
I love your stupid face
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Your stupid face
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Blanche Ingram
Little developed side characters offer endless possibilities.
Blanche's refusal of Rochester, if it indeed happened, could have been a Persuasion situation. It's not one I prefer personally, I like my Blanche not giving a fuck about Rochester. In fact, I headcanon her as lesbian. One of the scenarios I like to imagine is that she wanted to marry old Roch because she knew of his womanising ways and it didn't matter to her, for she'd be able to have a girlfriend too. (I'll get to the womanising.)
In the grand scheme of things, Blanche doesn't matter at all--she has no bearing on the plot. Nothing would change if she wasn't there, or if her part was reduced. It can be argued that her purpose in the narrative is to provide romantic tension. But why? The story already has plenty of conflict. If the author's intention is to showcase the contrast between a plain governess and an upper class lady like Blanche, then Blanche merely needs to exist as a guest at Thornfield, without having to be a rival love interest for Rochester. That part in the book, the morning after the fire in Rochester's bedroom, when Jane is impatiently waiting to see him, to talk to him, and gets told he travelled to Leas, where people of his class have gathered for a party, and she hears he is popular with the ladies? That's actually brilliant. The realisation of her poor, insignificant governess-y self? The grasping of her foolishness for thinking she could matter to him? It's so... raw. No doubt many of us have experienced something similar. Then Mrs Fairfax tells her of Miss Blanche Ingram, beautiful and accomplished, how she reigned like a queen at a Christmas party at Thornfield seven years ago. You know you have no chance against that. It's powerful, it hits the reader in the feels. Even if the reader doesn't like Rochester. Jane does. This bit alone provides enough romantic suspense for the whole book. The merry company didn't even need to arrive at Thornfield, really, though I'm glad they did. There's so much fun to have with these characters.
What I'm arguing is, Charlotte didn't have to go as far as having the Roch pretend he was going to marry Blanche, even if she needed Blanche to provide romantic tension. A purely friendly banter between Blanche and Edward, filled with references to their past encounters and inside jokes would have sufficed. "Remember that time we were staying at Gosford Park, and we thought the place was haunted by the ghosts, but it was only Countess of Trentham's snoring?" Followed by laughter. You catch my drift. Not only is Blanche beautiful and classy, she has a history with Edward.
Digression - A Better Man
It still wouldn't paint old Roch in a favourable light, mind you. He still left for Leas without a word, the morning after Jane saved his literal ass. He could have left her a note. Dear Jane, I am called to Leas for a gathering of old friends. I will be back in a fortnight. I will miss our evening conversations. Yours, E F Rochester. But that would not be Edward Rochester, because that would be an entirely different man, a better man, a man who would not house an arsonist under his roof, and that would mean any fire in his bedroom would be only accidental (more on that later). This man would not force a governess to sit in the drawing room with high society--or he would have introduced her as part of a family, demanding they treat her as an equal. This man would not unnerve her so much she'd run out of the drawing room, he would not make her cry, he would not leave her abruptly in the hallway with a sentence unfinished at "goodnight, my", he would not feign attraction to a different woman, a woman Jane cannot compare herself to and win. This man would not lie that he got her a new job across the Irish Sea, forcing her to expose her feelings for him.��It would be an entirely different story.
Of course, he as the master of the estate owed her, his employee, no explanation for why he went to Leas. But in that case he should not have allowed them to become so close that she practically looks on him as a friend. And after such a distressing event as a fire in a bedroom--and her saving his life--a note of courtesy would be just good manners. Dear Miss Eyre, thank you for saving me from becoming a well done steak last night. I will be gone for two or three weeks. Keep up the good work with Adele. Sincerely, Rochester.
End Digression - Back to Blanche
I take Jane's descriptions of Blanche with a pinch of salt. When Jane went to Rochester to ask for a leave of absence, he was playing billiards with the younger members of the merry company. Jane describes that Blanche gave her a look demanding to know “what can the creeping creature want now?” But that is only Jane's imagination, Blanche never said anything like that. (Curious that Jane thinks someone finds her creepy. Maybe she stares at people.) All Blanche said was:
“Does that person want you?”
"That person" is cold, but it's not like Blanche is obliged to remember the name of some governess. (Also Rochester didn't see Jane, so had Blanche not alerted him to her presence, Jane would have continued standing there like an idiot.) During the gypsy fortune teller episode, when Jane was fetching wine from the drawing room for Rochester in the library, she tells us Blanche looked at her suspiciously, no doubt thinking Jane was taking liberties. Again, it's just Jane's imagination. We don't know what Blanche was thinking. Even if Jane was right in her impression, well, Blanche could have thought that and so would many people. As far as Blanche was concerned, the person Jane was talking to in the library was the gypsy fortune teller. Of course it would seem weird to Blanche that Jane was getting her wine! If Blanche guessed the gypsy woman was Rochester in disguise--and I like to think she did, and so did the other girls, or at least one of the Eshtons--it was still strange that Jane fetched him wine. Why couldn't he get it himself? Was it so important to him to keep his gypsy play act? But he asked Jane to tell Mr Mason to come to the library to see him--so it means he already dropped the act for everyone else, not just Jane.
Another thing to consider is that Blanche may have wondered whether something was up at Thornfield. She may have wondered why the governess was always sitting with them in the drawing room, when she wasn't part of the company. (She probably wasn't the only one in that.) She may have wondered about Adele, too, was she Edward's child or not? She may have wondered about the newcomer, Mr Mason, how come she had never heard Edward mention him in the seven years she'd known him?
And another point. That moment when Rochester ambushed Jane in the hall, when she was running away from the drawing room with tears in her eyes after hearing him sing, he was afraid a servant would see them. Was it an Ingrams' servant he worried about? (The merry company brought their own servants with them.) If he was performing an act of potential future husband for Blanche, of course he couldn't risk her discovering how close he got to a governess. I like to think of Blanche's lady's-maid as one who spies for her mistress.
Blanche is the detective of this mystery.
In any case, Blanche is the character with the biggest potential for development. Have her care about something and ta-dah--character development. As I said, I headcanon her as a lesbian ("women are beautiful"), so that already gives me a different angle to her altogether. Whatever Charlotte Bronte intended with her character, Blanche enables me to see Rochester's true awfulness.
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I get what you’re saying about foolish’s improvement, but I don’t think his pride performance is accurate for a canon mcc. I definitely think he’ll do better than mcc 22 (and even then he did well for his first event) but in pride there were numerous s tiers who sat out, a lot of non minecrafter players, and he was on a dnf team (who statistically perform better when teamed with each other, which would have positively influenced foolish’s score). He got 10th on a team where his teammates got 3rd and 5th, and that’s not going to happen with this team. I think he’ll definitely get top 25, hopefully 15-20.
oh absolutely but i think that out of all non-canon mccs, this was by far the closest to a canon event. (all-stars had more usual players but the muffinteers team was absolutely busted). dream said before that foolish is going to be the next person that’s just below an s tier and i’m inclined to agree. i honestly think that he could place top 15 this event. like i’m not saying that you should expect this team to get first place but i do think that people are looking at the averages and acting like they’re not a contender at all. and there’s definitely a boost that comes from playing on a top 3 team but it’s also worth noting that red didn’t perform particularly well in the team games.
there will always be stronger and weaker teams in mcc but it also will come down to the games and the order. what i’m saying is the average is incredibly misleading when you’re only factoring in foolish’s first event score considering he spent an entire month grinding the mcc practice server between those events. it’s going to come down to how he practices leading up to the event but i have a feeling he’ll be back on that server as soon as other people want to practice it too. i think that foolish also really has the potential to be that “right hand” that helps dream excel in the event
we don’t even know half the teams yet and i think predictions before the event don’t mean much anyway because a lot of the event comes down to game order but based on the current teams that have been released, i think green and red are definitely similar in terms of ability and that with training and practice, green could contend with any of the announced teams. (though im team yellow myself because i’m a ride or die for the 3/4 mcc17 red rabbits redemption). i did say in a discord w my friends that this reminds me of mcc 16, when everyone was complaining about how nerfed dream was and then he won the event. have some faith and, more importantly, have some fun. it’s okay if dream doesn’t win every event. he’s going to have fun playing with his friends
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FINALLY
after 3 months of dedicating my time to Homestuck, I finally finished it.
and I’ll say it’s worth it
i’ll spoiler it, just in case you’re not finished with homestuck yet
At first I was confused when the trolls would appear, but I wanted to read the entire thing, since I don’t like missing out on stuff.
The first Act was entertaining enough for me to keep reading it, like with John trying to get his b-day gift, his posters, his dad. Not to mention captchaloguing. The captcha thing was confusing, but eventually, you get used to the term.
Act 2 got more interesting, with new characters introduced, new outfits John wore, John being commanded to do stuff, and I wanted to see the protags win the game of Skaia. And I was foolish enough to think the plot wouldn’t spiral and spiral until the last page was placed precariously.
I think I started to laugh at some jokes in Act 3 - Midnight Crew Intermission. The Betty Crocker joke was reaaaally funny since I learned John hated that cake, and Midnight Crew was just really fun to watch. I think John descended down at the end of this Act, and Jade might have been introduced too. Anyway moving onto Act 4.
Act 4 was interesting because the lands each player was on was assigned specifically to said person. At this, point, I had no idea what the goal was, but I kept reading anyway. I think this was where the trolls became more involved, like they were hinted here and there in Acts 1-3 I think, but now we sorta see them text to John, Rose, Dave, Jade, mostly we see John’s interactions I think. Oh and I can’t forget the moment GC (Terezi) sent John to the death entrance before Dave from the future saved him. THAT was fucking something 💀💀Oh and I can’t forget about how PM and AR helped distribute John’s present
(I forgot where exactly in the Webcomic Wayward Vagabond had the goofy moments when he drank so much soda and drew on the walls. And how Peregrine Mendicant was dealing with ships and stuff, and when Aimless Renegade tried to shoot WV and maybe PM, but it happened.)
And then we have ACT 5, or ACT 5 Part 1. This was literally the troll’s session handed over to us to enjoy. (This probably was the Act that might have been a fan favorite and the one people skipped too—) I never expected 12 trolls to be present before, but I definitely did learn about their love interactions, interactions all together, and blood rankings. Now that I’m thinking about it, I liked the Nepeta and Equius moments. I like how Equius is stereotypical and un-stereotypical at the same time, it was interesting to know there were handicapped trolls like Tavros and Terezi (maybe Vriska if you count the arm) There was even a kissing joke (that I mentioned eariler) that made me shaking my arms until they turned into funny bones. THAT was the best part
oh and I learned the trolls were the creators of John’s universe
Act 5 Part 2 was where things went chaotic. Gamzee apparently became a murderous troll because Dave sent a clown video I think? Jade’s dream self was dead at this point and she started becoming more active in the game. I think everyone got upgrades (Rose with magic, Dave with time and a Welsh sword) oh and the four human players died. In order to become God Tier, which was intriguing. I know John was trying to find his dad by letting WV take the drive, which was adorable! ^_^. And John’s dad was in love with Rose’s mom which was quite adorable, but dad and Rose’s mom died. They died from Dog Jack, who is basically Jack with a ring that affects his form due depending on what or who is prototyped. Prototyping Becquerel was a mistake because he was a powerful being. and that caused WV and AR to die in the future (after the session) died. He also killed Dave’s bro, WQ, the king character, some others I may forget. (Idk when the author the ACTUAL AUTHOR dies 💀💀) PM became a dog and she fought Dog Jack for a long time.
idk what was going to happen after this, but I saw a Doc had Act 6 tucked away. And I never expected Act 6 to be John and his friends but paradox forms of their elders. Jane, Jake, Dirk, and Roxy. They all had their unique vibe compared to the og cast. Jane focused more on pranking and got in trouble with her dad more. She was also connected to the Crocker Corp. Jake was a silly goofball who loved adventures, any movie, and blue alien girls. He also had a skull helmet to respond to his friends with. Dirk was as cool as Dave; but he made robots. Rap robots, autoresponders, a teleportation device. And Cal was his first and best friend. Roxy was freaking drunk all the time, but she loved wizards, a thing Rose hated. Dirk and Roxy were basically from the future where their ancestors (Dave and Rose: thought off clown mayors who were part of an evil fish woman, but civilization was destroyed. There was also GCat who was a strange occurrence. And there was UU and uu messaging the players. I know I laughed a lot in this Act. From Gamzee selling blood, to Jake kissing Dirk’s decapitated head, to a whole lot other things.
Uhhh what else do I have to say (man there’s so many things that happen in Homestuck It just keeps happening. I’ll have to skip some parts. I never expected cherubs to be a thing. I never expected that cherubs looked like skull people either. I know Jane and Jade became part of the evil fish lady is is basically a grown up version of Meenah who is one of the older trolls who created Karkat, Sollux’s, ect. universe. People got involved in the fight and died. John, at some point got goofy ahh time travel powers, so he had to go to his denizen to get that helped out. Roxy had to go to her to learn more about her voidy powers. Terezi also asks John to fix stuff in her session that she thought would make a better timeline, a not doomed timeline. So he does, and John and Roxy go to the universe where things went better (almost forgot about the Intermissions in each Act Act, those were a little sad to watch) but not in the timeline J and R are in. People just talk a lot about stuff before Vriska puts them in groups to fight different foes, Lord English, Dog Jack, Robot Jack, Lord English Jack, Batter Witch. V also sends Karkat and Kanaya to go off to Echidna who is a denizen.
I think, more conversation happens, Jane meets Nannasprite who is the adult dead version of Jane. Oh and Sprite^2 becomes a thing. Dave and Dirk are (thankfully) chill with each other. Then the fights happen, the fights with all the foes I mentioned. Some people die (when i mean some people, i mean some of the main cast who died and got healed by Jane and Nannasprite and the ghost trolls who double died from Lord English and did not get healed.) At this point, I loved the art, and it got even MORE detailed after I watched the 15 minute video that i’m trying to summarize here.
But It turns out, the enemies are all defeated. The power of exceptional art shows the main characters happy with each other, all happy back on the lilypad. But one villain is still there.
Lord English
I believe he gets captured by Vriska with the secret weapon that was used to defeat him. I also have a theory that Calliborn and Doc might be the same person, who knows the last part might be pretty interpretable *shrugs*
I never expected watching an anime frog develop into an anime universe in the anime video I watched. Big props to whoever animated the last part in Act 7.
After reviewing this, I can see why people would want more of Homestuck, because I heard the ending got mixed reviews for some reason. Oh well. At least the Homestuck Epilogues exist
oh boy this was long. But i’ll say this, thank you Andrew Hussie for making Homestuck. Thank you for dedicating your time in making each page count while dealing with a rabid fanbase at the time. I’ll promise to give your other comics a go. (i really do hope i do haha)
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