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#i didn't know black friday was this month lmao#so that was kinda a funky coincidence#but I'm open; ye can ask questions too if ye need to :D#yugioh#ygo#duel monsters#yami yugi#puzzleshipping#darkshipping#yugi moto#joey wheeler#bakura ryou#commissions
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omg so i saw a fic where miguel made reader a suit but put a mic in there to kinda spy on her
let’s get funky
so imagine reader finds out but thinks it’s cute instead of weird or smnth
so she mastrubates loudly for him to hear. preferably somewhere where she can see miggy but he can’t see her so she gets to watch him realize what’s happening, struggle with himself as to whether it would be fucked up to get himself off to the sound
obviously he chooses to get himself off and she gets to watch that too
she times herself with his strokes on his cock, imagining what he sounds like as he throws his head back
she times herself carefully enough to cum at the same time as miguel, which he thinks is a coincidence and is in love with the idea. he’s coming down with a dopey smile on his face and then he hears her
“did you like that, miguel?”
#AHHHHH#HEHEHEHEHE#i couldn’t stop thinking about this omfg#miguel o'hara#miguel o’hara smut#miguel ohara x reader#miguel x y/n#miguel x you#miguel spiderman#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel 2099#miguel o hara#atsv miguel#miguel ohara#miguel imagine#miguel smut#smut#just some thoughts
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if you would all allow me to be delusional for a moment - so i went back to staring Very Hard at the neighborhood map and. um. well. im chucking my marbles out the window! as always take all of this with a Hefty grain of salt!
i thought i saw a weird pixel in Frank's window so i zoomed in. then i took a screenshot, and fucked with the contrast/brightness settings. and uhhhhhh
UHHHHHH
FRANK??? HELLO???? HE'S IN THERE? i'm pretty sure im Not seeing things bc that is definitely a vague gray tube-outline with a yellow spot in the shape of Frank's nose. hidden in the dark. and i might be seeing things but in the pane next to his face it kinda looks like his hand is on the window? but! Frank's in there! what the fuck!
so naturally i slowly scrolled through the neighborhood Zoomed The Fuck In. obvi there's nothing in Home's eyes, and Barnaby's & Sally's single visible windows(?) are closed. I couldn't find any out-of-place pixels in Julie's or Poppy's.
but! Eddie's kinda freaked me out a little! look at this shit!
on the top left pane... are those fingerprints pressing into the glass? and in the lower left, is that a fucking Face peering out? a creepy ass face that almost looks like some sort of mask? there seems to be another Shape in the upper right... another face perhaps?
and then there's the weird window shine in the lower right (along with maybe Another face...). it almost looks like a string of letters. there isn't a single pattern/design like that anywhere else in the neighborhood. what's up with that....
oh and also, just went back to double check the post office's display window
there seems to be another face - all the way to the right in the darkness. judging by the shape of the paler (yellowish?) pixels between what must be eyes, i think that's Eddie. and i think i see ears and a hat... not sure though. this one is really tough to see but it's There
(side note: Eddie is totally fucked, isn't he? between the faces(?) and hands behind his door, Home sitting in his display, and the hyacinths by his building, the emphasis on his memory (or lack-thereof) in a project that is, in a sense, About memory... i'm concerned! and eating it tf up! hell yeah lets get funky!)
now i couldn't see any, like, concrete Faces or anything in Howdy's store. but! you can kinda see inside! observe~
in the big open window, you can kinda make out some sort of container on a counter and what might be shelves or a kind of brick pattern. and then above the 100% sign... hold on are those fuckign Eyes? lets take a look zoomed in & without the image adjustments!
yeah those uh. i think those are eyes. Wally-esque eyes peering out of the darkness. though they also mildly remind me of eyespots on insect wings. butterfly eyespots, perhaps. inch resting indeed...
WAIT I LIED!!! there DOES seem to be another string of letter-like symbols in the neighborhood, not just the post office's window shine. now it could be just a wild coincidence, but at the same time it seems kind of... purposeful. like that's not normal shading/coloring.
check out the blue window border on Howdy's Place, next to the apples. the lighter blue pixels seem Arranged. i think i see a clear N, and either an R or a P... along with some other symbols that i don't recognize as anything. the lower ones look kinda like faces? what could the top one be? is any of it anything or am i looking too hard?
in short: they're watching us watch them and there's way more to the map than initially meets the eye....
(edit: i've added a reblog w/ the images outlined! badly outlined but a clearer View of what i see nonetheless! + some notes on more little things outlining helped me notice)
#throttling my laptop WHAT DOES IT MEAN??? WHAT DOES IT MEANNNNNNN#got a little spooked there ngl....#noticing the faces(?) in eddie's gave me a lil startle. got a little chill up my spine#I LOVE IT!#im gonna be reeling over this all night....#the implications! the arising questions!! the Choices!!!#frank and eddie being the only ones with their faces in their windows (plus a couple extra)#eddie and howdy having letters/symbols(?) on their buildings#THE EYES IN HOWDY'S STORE!!!#i feel like these are important misplaced pieces of a puzzle i havent even opened yet#god and like. tiny home in eddie's window yeah but that With the eyes in howdy's store?#both buildings - both Stores! - seeming to have hidden letters on them??? WHAT DOES IT MEANNNN#of course i could be just plain insane and seeing things#but some of it.... ough i dont think i am fellas#welcome home speculation#wh speculation#homebogging#ive been meaning to Examine the updated map.... not much Changed or caught my attention but a few things did#why does barnaby have a carton of milk outside his house? something to do with the phrase 'no use crying over spilled milk'?#the flower patch behind julie's house is Oddly green.... kinda reminds me of a body dump#that plus the red thing next to the bowling ball (a ribbon? scissors? something else?) makes me Suspicious#along with a mildly delusional Theory i've had since my first good Examining Of The Map (before the update!)#but thats not what this post is about#theres just. theres interesting things in there!#thank you for reading! i need to go Think about this all....#im feeling the urge to up the contrast/brightness of Every Single Slightly Dark image on the site <3
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reading ur post about your discord drama is kinda interesting to me bc i have a friend who's discord group chat like had drama and people were forced xem to pick sides (and xey explained this to me bc xey kept putting "dni" as xer status and i told them i was tempted to send a heart xey didn't have to respond to but wanted to wait until xey were ok to have xem approve it) so a part of me is wondering if xey were in the same group chat but probably not that's gotta be highly unlikely. Anyway funky coincidence
It is a truth well acknowledged that in any Discord, there is a shit-stirrer in want of a spoon to cause additional strife.
I do know there was no one in the group using xey/xer pronouns, though, so probably not.
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You should know that someone is stirring problems with your art and the latest installments in gilded lilies. You should know in case you get bombarded with hate comments https://twitter.com/litathesissy/status/1672795383196418049?t=uZjfGFALpfuXW_l9DkkmMA&s=19
i drafted this entire thing and then my app refreshed so bear with me 😭 i’m also at dinner with my fam but wanted to say something
1. the art: referencing older artists like claude monet isn’t uncommon (at least in the art circles i’ve ran it) but in hindsight i understand that wasn’t the best choice to do without explicitly stating i did so so i take 100% accountability for that. i honestly wasn’t giving it much thought just because that drawing specifically, i worked on-forgot about-and then saw in my files and was like “hey lemme post that”. if you want insight into how i drew it, i side by sided my canvas and reference and then overlay after doing the sketch to correct the funkiness. i will definitely add an edit stating i referenced it.
2. the fic: another author reached out to me earlier regarding this this morning and we discussed it in private but i think it best to just say something here: the similarities in the specific scene are a complete coincidence. i have had aenys presenting and going feral as a result of luke planned for a while bc i’ve known i wanted aenys to be an alpha since the start. the specific “i’m his mother” “i’m your uncle” was meant to both be kinda hot but also show how different luke and aemond’s mindsets are towards their kids. luke tunnel visions whereas aemond recognizes their natures. i have discussed the aenys-aemond-luke dynamic pretty extensively elsewhere (bc i wanna keep nsfw off here), but there is a through line in my fics that aenys is a protective mamas boy and aemond is jealous of that. as for the setting, i frequently use the training yards in my fics when i want public displays to happen (and the nursery in private). i can only say that the similarities where not at all intentional.
3. as for the specific fic, i have read it in the past but in all honesty, i never retain specific scenes in fics. this isn’t bc an authors works are not being memorable, simply that i struggle to retain info beyond my hyperfixations bc my adhd. this is why i struggle to rec fics when asked. i’ve had numerous scrapped fics bc as i worked on them, something similar popped up and i didn’t wanna create that overlap. i genuinely did not even think about the other fic while writing mine. i went into it wanting to write heat sex but also wanted to build on the world of gilded lilies by giving some info on what the kids are up to as they are older
if the other author would like me to add a note in my fic regarding the similarities, i would be happy to discuss it with them as i don’t want to do it without their permission bc i haven’t seen anything from them and don’t want to involve them if they do not want to be.
to kinda conclude, the similarities were not at all intentional. the ideas in this fic for that scene was mostly based on things i’ve already messed around with and constant rambling with others in discord. as for the art, i once again take accountability for that and apologize for being so careless with it.
also: please do not harass anyone. i want to believe no one will but i just want to say that bc i’ve seen drama unfold before in past fandoms and want to avoid exposing people to that.
lemme know if y’all want me to expand upon anything else :)
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Do you have any ocs for fandoms you're in or original works?
Kinda! I have a few for fnaf (security breach/DCA fandom specifically)
There's Nebula:
Giant robot cryptid/phantom/ghost thing who was the first DCA prototype that failed horribly and now haunts the walls of the plex
Milky Way:
DCA inspired OC for a fun lil concept i had for a fazebear entertainment 'Build a Bot' idea where you can build your own mini robot companion with Milky Way being one such product that my sona/Bloo owns :D
Dawn/Dusk:
Another OC i made for funsies, that i had created to be a performer on the Theatre Stage area of the daycare, but i kind of lost motivation for ghjdfg but i still love the design/concept of the character so i may bring them back eventually perhaps in a different form(s)! stares at mermay ideas
And then there's Bloo(d) Moon...
...Yeah i have no idea what i'm doing with this one LMAO
They were made as a joke because of all these bloodmoon related happenings to me that started with a typo and then other funky lil coincidences piling up as well and eventually ending up with me drawing Bloo in Moon's form but as 'Bloo(d) Moon'
And now they're a sort of crack sona with maybe some Bloo lore thrown in too because brain went brrr HJDFG fae shapeshifting logic and other fun stuff
AS FOR ORIGINAL CHARACTERS- Well not counting Bloo herself, i have a fair few old ones FHDJKGF but they need a lot of reworking :’D
Here’s some old sketches of one of them though who i do want to draw more of again sometime:
His name is Sanyi, he is a bastard and i love him to bits. He’s also a lunar forest fairy but in dire need of a redesign ghdfgd
#questions and answers#anon#fnaf#fnaf security breach#fnaf daycare attendant#fnaf daycare attendant oc#fnaf nebula#Milky Way#fnaf bloodmoon#bloodmoon#Dawn/Dusk#fnaf oc#original character#Sanyi#sona#Bloo's Art#didn't bother including Tiaki and Geggy fish because they are already based on the original characters of SB#Tiaki being a Sun and Geggy fish obviously Gregory#same with Eclipse gdfkg#well sort of#Eclipse is a weird enigma#both canon and not canon#a true cryptid
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Misconception that DC has tried to retroactively make the new canon to varying degrees
"Jason died because he was reckless and angry and wanted to prove himself - thus ignoring batman's order's to stay put and getting killed by the joker because his experience was inadequate to take him on"
What actually happened, largely abridged
"Jason was trying to prove himself to Batman" bull, actually - after Jason overheard Bruce and Alfred saying he should be benched from robin, he ran out of the house to clear his head, and returned to his old apartment. there, he unexpectedly came across the info that his mom wasn't actually his birth mom, and decided to go find her (bc Bruce is terrible with expressing his emotions, and inadvertently made both dick AND Jason feel like their place in his life/at the manor was dependent on being robin, so being fired feels a hell of a lot like being unwanted/kicked out - like. we know this. it happened with dick. It's gonna happen similarly but differently with Tim. it's a theme)
finding her just also happened to mean checking out various potential moms, not all of which were local, or even in the country... so, sure, angry, but also really upset and all those other complicated emotions that come along with "I think my dad doesn't want me around anymore" and "oh wow i have a living parent out there in the world"
Bruce didn't even notice he ran away btw?? to another COUNTRY???? Bruce was tracking down Joker for a case and legit just HAPPENED to come across him bc his search for Joker coincided with Jason's search for his mother???? sir????????????? Jason is 15???? and also canonically so, so small. 4'6" i mean come on, not only is he objectively young but he definitely *looks* young, too
anyway they team up. it's kinda cute - also would have been low-key fun if Shiva *was* his mom I won't lie, but like, Cass exists and is so wonderful, that funky lil opportunity for additional bat and shiva drama was banked on
then they find Jason's mom and Bruce... leaves him with her???? Like, okay, sure, she's biologically related to him, and seems like a nice enough person bc she does work w a humanitarian organization, but sir. That is your small child you're leaving alone with a stranger in an unfamiliar place in an unfamiliar COUNTRY can we re-think this decision.
shenanigans happen and they both team up again for the joker thing, which ends w Bruce running off to save civilians from a truck full of bombs or something, and Jason keeping an eye on the warehouse joker and his mom are in. B tells Jason to stay put, and Jason is annoyed but agrees. he has literally every intention of staying out of Joker's way while Batman is away!!
of course, baby 15 year old jason (and b!!) think jay's mom is being *forced* to work with joker. What's a baby to do when his mom comes out and says he needs to leave well enough alone?? a baby will tell her he's robin and can help, that's what!! That she doesn't need to worry and he's more capable of protecting her than she thinks! and what's a shitty mother who cares more about her reputation and money than a child's life to do?? Tell him joker isn't at the warehouse anymore, obviously, it's all totally fine and Jason should definitely come inside while she grabs some things - oh but yes please walk ahead of her, of course. And *then* she pulls a gun on on him, right before they meet the very clown she swore had left.
He's not expecting the joker! He definitely wasn't expecting his mother to lie to him!! Reckless, rash, and angry my ass. If anything killed Jason, it was that he put too much love and trust and the earnest will to see good in people.
And it's really fucking sad that, after all that trauma - his death and resurrection both - after feeling betrayed and forgotten by his family, feeling his life wasn't *worth* a damn in the end, that he ultimately lost that ability to see the good before the bad and just trust that there are better people in the world - from too much empathy to not nearly enough
#dc#jason todd#robin jason#ik this seems out of context and unprompted#but i was getting too rambly in a discord and wanna get my rambles out
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Hello, you asked for Vilidia asks and I'm gonna try my damndest to deliver because I crave content of them as well, so I'm just gonna knock out a few scenarios I have in my head, they're a bit half baked, but I hope that's fine
So the social event thought, Vil is famous, Idias family is kinda too, he's bound to be forced to attend something at some point and does acting coincide with conglamerate shit? Probably not, but I don't know how being famous works and a man can dream
This then could lead to a classic run-in and then "chilling outside because you're the only person here I like or maybe even know", but what I personally think is just a tad funnier is if the rest of Idias whole extended family was also present and Vil can be introduced to those guys for a nice little "wtf Idia has friends/a boyfriend", depends on wether he'd be willing to tell them, and not only that it's Vil fucking Schönheit
Of course there's Mr. and Ms. Shroud which in and of itself already good, but an idea I've seen floating around too is that Idia has a cousin who could be TWST Zeus and I like that thought plus aunts, uncles, whoever you want really
Secondly, something smaller is that I like to think Idia at some point in his life is going to get glasses because I have glasses come on, he sees more blue light than sunlight
And now that could go over into funky glasses frame shopping because just because glasses are made to make you see better doesn't mean that they aren't just as much capable of looking fun and I think Vil would agreePlus you could also get a nice chain to attach if you wanted to
Proceeding with more fashion stuff, now it's no uncommon scenario to see Vil dress Idia up a bit, but I also like the thought that by the end Idia is so flustered that his hair is entirely pink and now the outfit colours Vil picked out don't work anymore
I might come back at some point and tell you about more thoughts, but I feel like that's enough for now and I hope you enjoyed them
Have a nice day :]
Dude I am going absolutely insane
AUACAUA omg
Vil and Idia at some stuffy party they don’t want to be at is golden.
I absolutely adore Vil having the chance to meet Idia’s family but also consider:
They’re the only two outside and already familiar with each other. Vil notices Idia visibly uncomfortable. He doesn’t want to have to dress up and socialize, that much is obvious. They stand in silence for a long time, far enough apart to not intrude on one another. Vil mentally debates the whole time, wondering if he could be irresponsible for just one night. He wants to help Idia, but he has an obligation to make his presence known at the party. Eventually he decides, sweeping over towards Idia in whatever elegant gown he donned. Vil asks point blank if Idia wants to get out of there. Idia’s obviously taken aback but stutters out an agreement. They take a night out, finding some gazebo far from any human life and spend the night together. They’re still in their formal wear as they explore together and chat, but neither of them mind much. Outside of the obligations of the party, it’s nice to have a chance to be themselves.
Augh actually on the topic of Vil and family I feel like he’d be kind of shocked by Idia having a large family. It’s always been just him and his dad, so him suddenly having a massive extended family would be so fun. Also I feel like he’d be the kind of guy to absolutely adore kids. He might not have them for himself, but he loves Ortho and any of Idia’s younger cousins. Idia finds it really endearing seeing Vil get along so well with his family.
ALSO OMG IDIA EITH GLASSES
I’m just imagining Vil looking over the options with Idia, both of them trying to find the perfect one to match his vibe. They can’t seem to find the perfect one, so they take matters into their own hands. Both of them have the money and talent to design custom glasses. Vil would sketch out designs for different outfits and scenarios while Idia would build the frames and add some sort of techno magic to them. He can’t have boring regular glasses after all.
Omg one of my favorite things ever is them combining Idia’s technological genius with Vil’s skill with design. They could pull together so many cool tech savvy outfits
Just them trying fashion together!!! Aaaaa Vil dressing Idia, standing back to appraise him, and saying Idia looks stunning. Idia immediately breaks, his hair flaring a bright pink and Vil watches him smugly. Vil adores how easily he can break Idia and he often will whisper small compliments into his ear just to see that reaction. They pass each other in the halls and Vil leans down for a brief moment to say Idia looks cute. Idia tugs his hood over his head and quickly shuffles away, now unable to think about anything besides Vil.
Swipe you thank you so much for feeding me. As promised I am kissing you platonically /silly
Now excuse me while I die
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And The Stars Will Guide Us Home
A Dazai x Fem!Reader Bungo Stray Dogs/Batfamily crossover
Chapter one ----> Next
Y/n swore to herself the day she got onto that plane that the only reason she’d ever return to Yokohama would be to burn the hellscape to the ground and dance in the ashes.
Yet, ten years later she stands in the heart of that very city, swirling cheap booze in an even cheaper red solo cup.
After all this time, the only thing she can conjure herself to think is;
How, in the everloving fuck did I get here?
A decade after Y/n escaped fled from Yokohama and shed herself of her past she's sent back with a new name and new goals.
-Protect Atsushi Nakajima at all costs
-Don't let your past catch up to you
But some things are easier said than done with the port mafia on her tail and when increments of her past come in the form of a shady, bandaged detective.
All Y/n knows is that Yokohama is in danger, and she'll be damned if she sits on the sidelines, doing nothing to protect the city that failed to protect her
Even if it's at the price of losing all she's worked for, and remembering all she died to forget.
DISCLAIMER: You do not need to be a Batman fan to read (but you do have to be a BSD fan, obviously lol), everything you need to know is mentioned in the fic. If I had to make a guess the fic is 80% Bungo Stray Dogs and 20% Batfamily, only appearing in the flashbacks of the first few chapters until much, much later.
Series warnings (as of now): All warnings kind of coincide with the warnings of the series, such as; violence, mentions of abusive/neglectful guardians, swearing, past character deaths, nightmares, mentions of self-harm, nightmares, Mori being kinda a creep, panic attacks etc.
Chapter warnings: Swearing, panic attack, nightmares, Dazai makes a creepy joke (Y/n tries to remove Atsushi's tie when he's passed out so he doesn't harm himself in his sleep, Dazai implies she's trying to take advantage of him; she's not.)
WC: 5104
Y/n swore to herself the day she got onto that plane that the only reason she’d ever return to Yokohama would be to burn the hellscape to the ground and dance in the ashes.
Yet, ten years later she stands in the heart of that very city, swirling cheap booze in an even cheaper red solo cup.
After all this time, the only thing she can conjure herself to think is;
How, in the everloving fuck did I get here?
“WHO WANTS TO SEE ME CHUG THIS GALLON OF CHOCOLATE MILK?!” The detective with a funky hat announced to the cheers of the younger overall clad detective, glugging it down with the vigor of an intoxicated frat boy trying to impress his brothers. Another detective, adorned with a bob and a hair clip that shimmers so slightly in the fluorescent ceiling lights of the office, drunkenly slurs something incoherent to which the scrawny kid in suspenders. Although Y/n couldn’t make out what she said, she can only assume that she was trying to convince her new coworker drink along with her, given the outstretched bottle in her shaky hand and the suddenly very flustered face of the other new hire sputtering something along the lines of ‘uh- i’m too young to drink! S-sorry!”
Y/n sighs in both wonder and defeat before taking a sip of her drink, settling into the wall she’s leaning against. This is what I'm doing now, I guess.
“Not a party person?” a smooth voice asks as he slides next to her, red solo cup also in hand.
Her eyes tilt to face him, a seemingly uninterested glace. ‘You could say that.” She nurses her drink, eyes scanning the room once more. “Although I have never been to a party where you chug chocolate milk,...” Her eyes peer to see the scrawny kid from earlier (Atsushi, if she’s correct) who fell into peer pressure, chugging a carton of chocolate milk with cheers from office staff and the younger detectives while Glasses scolds Hair Clip on appropriate workplace behavior. “..but they sure look like they are having fun. Sure looks better than jungle juice.”
“Ah yes, chocolate milk, the drink of champions and school age kids alike.” he quips. “Although I believe strawberry milk is superior.”
She takes another glance at the man. Dressed in layers of stiff, restrictive clothing, and even going to the extent to hide sensitive, vulnerable areas (such as the neck and wrists) in copious amounts of bandages. His hair was long enough to cover what the bandages on his neck couldn’t and was also long enough to hide if need be. His trenchcoat, although worn open and freely, is there as a mere taunt or a front of sorts. Drawing people in while simultaneously keeping them out and away. Or that's what she would think, if she couldn’t see the frayed and worn edges around the cuffs and the discoloration at some more well loved spots. The trenchcoat is obviously sentimental in some way or another. His armor.
Everything about him suggests that he would be a loner, the quiet type, an avid avoider of all things small talk, yet his actions and body language was smooth and fluid. He was posed freely against the wall, eyes gazing upon hers as if he had nothing to hide.
Alright. She downs the rest of her drink. I’ll bite.
“Do they always throw parties for the new hires?” she asks, now giving him her full attention.
“Well, no. But we don’t often get two newbies at once. Especially when one of them’s the prez’s daughter.”
She gives a tight lipped smile. “So I was an orphan all my life and now I'm a nepo baby.” she retorted dryly. “Great.”
“Y’know, I never really thought of Fukuzawa as a dad, y’know? No, that's a lie.” he corrects himself. “He’s like the dad of the agency.”
“No shit.” she mutters. “‘Learned that from the welcome committee.”
He gives a quick chuckle. “Yeah, Ranpo’s sure is an eccentric one.”
She raises her eyebrow. “Says the man who asked me to commit a double suicide upon the first three seconds of meeting me.”
He throws his hand back to his forehead dramatically, as if he was a helpless maiden. “Oh but Belladonna, can’t you see! I’m just a lonely man, plagued by misfortune and misery,” he grasps her hands, fingers dancing around the solo cup in each of their hands. “the only way to cure my ailment is-”
“DAZAI, DID YOU ALREADY FORGET WHAT FUKUZAWA TOLD YOU, YOU OBNOXIOUS TWAT?” the scolding glasses fellow yells from across the office, gathering everyone’s attention.
“Kunikidaaaa,” Dazai whines. “Do you really have no faith in me?”
“None.” he quickly replies.
Yoru bite back a laugh with a cough.
Dazai gasps. “Rude. I was just telling her my dream of a double suicide with a beautiful woman, not inviting her to have one. There’s a difference” he informs, crossing his bandaged arms. “But ‘twat’, that’s a new one! Good for you on broadening your vocabulary!!” he cheers with a thumbs up.
Kunikida just rolls his eyes and goes on to lecturing Overalls on how ‘in no circumstances would bringing a cow into the agency be even remotely logical, yes even for chocolate milk, Ranpo.’
“I thought Fukuzawa was the dad.” Yoru comments.
Dazai laughs. “Fukuzawa is who Kunikida wishes he looked like. If we were talking about parental roles here, Fukuzawa would be the corporate 9-5 father while Kunikida would be the overworked mother that no one listens to.”
Yoru chuckles. “I don’t know… He seems like he’d be a hell of a PTA mom.
Dazai shudders. “Now that’s a terrifying thought.” He takes another sip of his drink. “So Fukuzawa definitely has dad energy, I just don’t think I can picture him with a child. The man is wayyyyyy too serious. A real ‘married to my work’ kind of guy, I don’t ever think he’s been on a date, let alone got some.”
And there it is. The actual reason for this conversation.
“I mean, all men have needs though, can’t ignore that. I bet he’s the strong silent type- oooh I bet he-”
“Dazai, right?” she interrupts
“That's me.”
“I’mma tell you something, and I don’t want you to take this the wrong way,” she starts putting a friendly hand on his shoulder. “I’m not a fan of all the ‘subtle, hinted at, implied,’ shit. If you wanna know something, just ask. It saves everyone time and energy.” she tosses her cup in the nearby trash can. “Maybe you can learn from him how to ask about someone’s parentage without talking about their father in bed, m’kay?” She smiles bitterly. “Thanks.”
Dazai’s eyes widen the slightest amount, his mouth opening slightly to speak-
“AY, YORU COME TRY THIS!” Hair Clip calls, waving a bottle, nearly hitting the copper top detective in the head.
Y/n breathes out a laugh, “Alright, only if someone else pours it, though, and you put it down.” she jokes, taking the bottle away from her and away from the heads of others.
You would think a guy weighing 120 pounds wet wouldn’t be so hard to carry. Y/n has had to carry many people out of burning buildings or away from hazardous areas but none of them seemed to be this heavy, and they usually work with her in some way. They weren’t a jumbled ball of intoxicated dead weight, limbs flying every which way and silver hair flying into her face.
“Come on, kid.” she grunts, throwing his arm around her neck. “Work with me here.” Fate clearly wanted to work against her since his leg nearly sent both of them into the rough sidewalk. “GOD DAMN IT.” she grunts. “How much did this kid drink?”
“He only had a sip!”
“Gah!” she nearly drops the boy.
“Oops, sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you. Here, lemme help!” he offers, taking an arm.
“No, I-” she starts before he throws the older boy over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. “Well, alright then.”
“Dang, he is kinda wobbly.” he admits to a slight groan from the boy over his shoulders. How he did not wake after being manhandled like that, Y/n has no clue. “Sheesh, I never met anyone this much of a lightweight. He only had the tiniest amount of sake.” he shakes his head in disapproval. “Anyway, you are going to the dorms, right?”
She nods.
“Okay, right this way!” he points and continues on, like he wasn’t balancing a person nearly half a foot taller on his shoulder.
Alright, I guess.
“How are you liking the agency so far?” he asks, kicking a stray pebble.
“It’s… definitely something.” she admits, resting her hands in her jacket pocket.
He nods, hair tickling Atsushi's waist. “I’ll be honest, I really was surprised when Fukuzawa came back from his business trip with someone, let alone his own daughter! That threw us all in a loop!” he confesses.
Y/n gives an awkward half laugh. “Yeah I bet.”
“I’m sorry Ranpo was kinda rude to you, he’s just…like that.”
She chuckles. “You mean blunt?”
He nods. “Yeah, blunt. That works.”
“Yeah I'd be kinda surprised too, I don’t blame him for being shocked. I was too.”
“It must be hard packing up all your stuff and moving here! I mean waking up in a whole different continent one morning must be so weird. Must be like waking up on a whole ‘nother planet!”
She smiles. “Kinda. But it’s not nearly as strange as when I moved to the states in the first place. At least I already know all the customs here, not to mention the langauge.”
He paused. “Why’d you move in the first place?” he asks, quickly following up with “Not to sound rude or anything, just curious!”
She shakes her head, “don’t worry, you’re good.” she clarifies. “hmmmm…”She thought for a moment. “Sometimes people just need a change, y’know.” she reveals. “A fresh start.”
“How does it feel to be back?”
She takes a deep breath in, brisk night air tickling down her lungs, staring into the polluted Yokohama sky.
Suddenly, she was 14 again, staring down the very same lights she sees now, saying goodbye to a land that never felt like home.
“It….” she starts. “It almost feels like I never left.”
“Home sweet home,” Yoru mutters, unlocking the door and welcoming Kenji in.
Kenji looks around. “Where should I put him?”
“Over there is fine.'' She tilts her head to the left tatami mat, covers slightly tousled while hanging her jacket over the coat rack. “Honestly, you should just shake him awa- or that. That works.”
Kenji dusts his hands of the invisible dirt after casually tossing him onto the mat as if he was merely a jacket, leaving Atsushi in a poor tangle of limbs and guaranteeing a crick in his neck and back pain when he awakens. Then he lets out a big yawn and says his goodbyes before heading to his own dorm to retire, muttering something about ‘finding a midnight snack.’
Left alone (besides the intoxicated weretiger, who she grew more concerned about by the minute), she sighed. I guess this is my life now. She hears a subtle groan and suddenly regrets not taking Yosano up for another drink.
Flipping Atsushi into a more breathable position (i.e, in a position not akin to a marionette,) and reaches to take off his tie.
“Wow, Yoru, I never really took you for the type.”
Whipping her head around she sees Dazai, lounging slyly against the doorframe. When the hell did he get here? Didn’t Kenji close the door? “The type for what, exactly?” she questions. “I don’t know what the hell you are trying to imply, but i’d rather my roommate wake up with a hangover, not dead. Thank you very-”
In an instant, the weretiger shot up and shuffled away from Y/n in a panic, hands protecting his face in a desperate attempt to protect himself.
An action Yoru knew all too well.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please don’t hurt me!”
Yoru’s harsh eyes immediately softened, her stone cold, almost apathetic exterior melting away to the surprise of Dazai whose eyebrows raise, just for a moment.
She lowers her hands to her sides and sits up straight, creating some distance.“Atsushi…”
Atsushi curls himself into a ball, head dug deep into his knees with his arms blocking out any possible sources of light. Rocking slightly back and forth, he whispers i’m sorry, again and again like a mantra. Hoping, pleading for his own safety with his breath getting only heavier and quicker after each word.
“Atusuhi,” she says calmly and clearly, “You’re having a panic attack, I need you to breathe for me. Just a few deep breaths. Can you do that for me?”
Y/n wasn’t sure if he shook his head no, or if he was just shaking, but she doubts if he even heard her as he continues his ‘i’m sorry’s, voice only getting more choked after every word.
She takes a deep breath in. “You are safe, Atsushi. It was just a nightmare. Nobody is going to hurt you here, I promise you. I need you to do something for me, okay? Nothing hard. Just need you to answer an easy question, okay? It’s a little silly, but I need you to bare with me here. Can you tell me something you hear?”
No response.
“Atsushi, I need you to tell me something you can hear.”
His rambling slows down to harsh breaths. There we go.
She starts to repeat her command before she hears the boy whimper something.
“Hm? I’m sorry, I didn’t-”
“You. I can hear you.”
She smiles. “That’s right, good job Atsushi. Now can you tell me something you see?”
The sounds of labored breathing echoed in the room before he slowly peeks his head to murmur “Mats. There’s a mat.”
Y/n nods. “Yes there is a mat. You are doing great. Just one more question. I need you to tell me something you smell.”
“C-chocolate milk.” he sniffs. “I spilled some on me earlier.”
Y/n puffs out a laugh. “Yeah, you did go a little crazy with the chocolate milk.” she jokes.
Seeing the gleam in Atsushi’s eyes over his knees, she scoots a smidge closer. “You are safe here,” she repeats. “The only people here are me and,” she turns to the door to find it closed, no sight of Dazai. “Just me. I’m the only person here.” testing the waters, she scoots closer, now by his side. “I really doubt that anyone is dumb enough to break into the Armed detective agency’s dorms. Sounds kinda like a death wish to me.” she joked.
He gave a half smile, sniffed and used his wrist to rub his eye. “Yeah, yeah you are right.”
“Besides, if someone did, I'd kick their ass. I’m a lot tougher than I look. But I think you are tough enough to win by yourself, Tiger boy.” she teases with a slight playful nudge, making the boy blush a little. “Anyone in their right mind would haul ass as soon as they see a fucking tiger. Imagine you are trying to rob a joint and you break in all sneakily just to find a huge tiger staring you down!” she shakes her head. “Yeah, I'd change career paths real quick. Find god and become a priest or something, sheesh. They’d go out to their van with all their thieving pals like..” she musters up a deep voice “Dude, where’s all the goods? And why are your pants wet? And…why does it smell like pee?”
Atsushi chuckles this time, fully emerging from his bundle of limbs he was hiding in. “I- I don’t think I'm that scary.”
Y/n gives him the ‘are you kidding’ face. “Please, I've seen someone crap their pants after seeing a doberman. Someone pissing themself is not out of the question when confronted by a giant angry white tiger.” she ruffles his hair. “Don’t sell yourself short, kiddo.”
He smiles. “Thank you.”
Her eyebrows furrow. “It’s just the truth.”
He shakes his head. “No, not for that, well I guess that too,” he corrects before shyly looking away, running his pale hand through his tousled hair. “For everything.”
She shrugs. “Don’t worry about it. It happens to the best of us.”
His eyebrows raise. “The best of us wake up to panic attacks?”
She sighs, and settles into a more comfortable position. “Well, I do.”
His heterochromatic eyes widened. “Really?”
She nods. “Yup. And I can’t quite say I'm the best, but I'm pretty damn great. In my opinion at least.”
He’s silent, for a few moments, before almost whispering, “Do they ever stop?”
She takes a deep breath in, biting her lip. “No. No, they don’t.”
He casts his eyes to his knees again, tears rimming his eyes.
“Atsushi, I'm not gonna lie to you. You deserve to know the truth. What you went through affects your brain in the way other memories don’t. This isn’t just something you can forget over time, no matter how much you want to.” Atsushi gulps and bites his lip, holding back tears. “You went through something so harmful it changed your brain and how it processes things. And no matter what you do, you can’t change that.'' She places a hand on his, drawing his attention to her words “But if I learned one thing in my 24 years of life is that nothing I can do will ever change what happened to me. But just because I suffered a great deal before, doesn’t mean i’m incapable or unworthy of living a full and happy life.” She looks at him in his glassy eyes. “Atsushi, I don’t quite know what you went through, or for just how long, but I know for a damn fact that you deserved none of it. No matter what you did, you were a child that deserved to be protected. You might not feel that way now, but you will one day. Because although we may never be free from our past, we can heal from it.”
“W-what do you mean?”
“Have you heard of the word ‘trauma' before, Atsushi?”
He nods.
“Well, just like physical trauma, there’s also mental trauma. With physical trauma you get physical scars, and with mental trauma there is…”
“Mental scars?”
She nods. “Yes, mental scars. If you ever are seriously injured in a way that leaves physical scarring, the effects of it linger for your whole life. Sometimes it's just with the physical reminder that its there, and sometimes it's pain from something that happened so long ago.”
“So, you are saying that I'm always gonna be afraid like this?” he whimpers.
She shakes her head. “That’s not what i’m saying. Atsushi, ten years ago i’d wake up almost every night crying, and that's the days that I could sleep. I could barely hold a conversation with anybody, because anyone could be a threat. I was too scared to share my name let alone talk to you about my past like this. Now? I have nightmares once every few months, most of them just leave me a lil shaken and I drink some tea before falling back to sleep. What i’m saying is that it gets better. I promise.
“A-are you sure?”
She huffs out a playful laugh. “Yes, I am 100% sure. But it takes time, Atsushi. Some days are gonna be worse than others, and sometimes things trigger bad memories. For example, someone touching around your neck while you're sleeping. I’m sorry for that, by the way. I was trying to take your tie off.” she apologizes.
“I-it’s okay!” he replies, rubbing the back of his neck. “You were just trying to help!”
“Speaking of help,” she starts, standing up and stretching her legs. “You know what I used to do with my friend after having really bad nightmares?”
“What?” he recipes as she walks over to the small dorm fridge.
“Eat ice cream and watch kids shows.” she said, picking up a pint. “Here, catch.” she said tossing it to the were-tiger who awkwardly juggled it before catching it properly.
“Um is this a common practice when it comes to nightmares and panic attacks? A-and where did you get the ice cream?” he asks as she sits down next to him, two spoons, her tablet and her own pint.
“Nope, but it always made me feel better. And Fukuzawa asked if some of the secretaries could go buy some food to make me feel more at home.” she shared, setting up her tablet. “Anyway, what's your favorite show you would watch as a kid?”
“I never really watched tv as a kid. Or ever, really.”
“WHAT?” she said a bit too loudly, making Atsushi jump in his seat. “Sorry, but how have you never watched any tv as a kid? When I was in group homes they just sat us in front of the TV all day.” she lied, partially at least. “Are orphanages really that different?” he shrugged.
“Well today's your lucky day kiddo! I’ve got just the show for you!” she said, fiddling with her tablet. “This was my favorite show as a kid, I probably watched every episode of the original series 10 times, at least.”
He sits up, intrigued. “What's it about?”
“It's about a boy going on mighty adventures with his companions learning skills and training to be the masters of their field.”
“Oh, sounds interesting.”
“Oh it's also about monsters they use to fight that they keep locked up in containment.” she reveals, pressing play on her tablet.
“Wait WHAT.”
“I wanna be the very best, like no one ever was..” the tablet sings. Yoru smiles at Atsushi’s dumbfounded expression. “Pokemon?” he asks. She nods.
“What else?” she smiled.
“I had no idea Pikachu was such a jerk when he first met Satoshi.” Atsushi shares, taking another scoop of his ice cream, eyes transfixed on the pixilated glory that is 90’s anime.
‘Well,” she starts, taking a scoop into her mouth. “Houw wood you feeel eef shome ranoom keed wok’d ober ta ou an startet bossin ya round?” she said nearly incoherently.
He nods, completely understanding what she said. . “True. Hey, what ice cream flavor is that?”
“Curry.” she says, coherently this time. “Wanna try?” she asks, holding out her pint.
He shrugs, scooping some onto his spoon and into his mouth, before immediately coughing. “Why,” he coughs. “Why is it so spicy?”
She shrugs. “It’s curry flavored, and curry tends to be spicy.”
“It just tastes like cold curry!” he shakes his head in disapproval. “I know there's a lot of strange flavors out there, but this has to be the strangest i’ve ever tasted.” He admits, taking a scoop of his vanilla ice cream to drown out the spice.
“You don’t like it?”
He shakes his head. “Not really. It’s definitely not a flavor I think of when I'm craving ice cream, that’s for sure.”
She nods. “Yeah, me either.”
His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. ““Then why are you eating it? And why did the secretaries buy his flavor out of all of them and not a more common one like matcha?”
“Because I asked for two pints, a spicy curry one for me and any other flavor to share with you. Ice cream is better shared, y’know.”
He gives her a funny look, the adventures of Satoshi and Pikachu disregarded. “Well yeah I guess it does taste better when shared, but that doesn’t explain why you specifically asked for a flavor you don’t like?”
She sighed, taking a lick of the gooey orange substance. “It reminds me of someone i once held dear. And sometimes,” she looks into the pint, reminiscing on lives past lived, “Nostalgia is the sweetest thing of all.”
Once Yoru was sure that Atsushi was lulled to sleep by the overly animated voice of Pikachu and friends, she turned off her tablet and put away the slosh that remained in the ice cream pint. Gazing over his peaceful figure, she smiles softly, and drapes his comforter over him. Basked in the peaceful silence, she finally releases a breath she’s been holding ever since she boarded the jet to Yokohama. Grabbing her jacket and lazily sliding it on, she heads out to the terrace, the starry night sky greeting her once again
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“hey Kanako, look at that one! it’s so bright” the little girl pointed out, small scrawny hand cast to the sky in amazement. Laid besides her, her sister sighs. “Kasumi, they’re all so bright, we live in the middle of nowhere.”Kasumi responds by nudging her playfully. As Kazumi watches the stars, Kanako watches her sister, a rare smile graces her face watching her sisters unbridled joy.
“Hey Kanako,” Kazumi says, eyes still attached to the stars
“Hmm?”
“Ya wanna know why i like stars so much?” she asks, her usually happy go lucky voice hinting at something more
“Sure.”
Shes silent for a second, before she answers. “They make me feel less alone.”
Kanakos was well prepared to respond with ‘How do you ever feel alone, i’ve been by your side since we were in ma’s belly’ before she saw the look on her sisters face. Her once joyus smile has slipped into something more melancholy.
“We live in a world with billions of people, even tho’ our world only consists of each other really. Not that i mind spending every day with you! I just wanna explore the world like they do in the cartoons! Or at least like the other kids our age.” She explains, her eyes still glued to the starry night sky. “Everyone’s life is so different than ours…” She nearly whispers. “but the stars!” she suddenly brightens, as if she was a star herself. “Everybody sees the same stars. No matter how big or small you are, no matter where you live, we all see the same stars.” She turns to her sister, meeting her eyes. “Even if we ever part, we could just look to the night sky and we’d know that the other one is looking at the same stars.”
Kanako furrows her eyebrows. “Why would we ever part?”
She shrugs.
“Don’t ya ever wanna run away?”
“Huh?” Kanako shuffles to sit up. “What do ya mean?”
Kazumi pushes herself up to sit next to her sister. “Y’know, run away from home. no more mom or dad, no more stupid, podunk town.”
Of course she has thought about it. She thinks about it every time she takes her sister to hide under the table when their father gets home reeking of beer and bad decisions. She thinks about it whenever their mother finds any and all reasons to insult and berate them. She does so everythime she sees the other kids in the neighborhood with their parents, hearts full of joy and parental love and affection. Something that was so foreign to her.
But she doesn’t live in a fantasy.
She was more than capable of running away, hell she doubt her parents would notice for a few days at least. Although she is young, she’s more than capable of providing for herself, as she has been providing for herself and her sister for years.
But thats just it.
Sweet, sweet, Kazumi. She’s always been the more fragile child, trailing behind her and speaking in soft whispers to anyone but her sister. Kanako learned from a young age that she’s her sisters keeper, even before she fell ill. she’s always been sickly, from the moemnt she was born, she needed extra care and support. It was assumed she would grow out of it, that babies are just very fragile and susceptible to illnesses and complications, but alas, that was not the case. Kazumi’s life has been plagued by illness since the day her life began, there was no way she could survive the trek out of the boondocks they lived in.
Kanako would love to run away. to finally feel free and have the weight lifted off of her shoulders, but she knows she never would. Kanako was only elder by mere minutes, yet the gap between them was one of decades. Kanako has a responsibility that no child should bear; protecting one’s innocence while their own has been shattered. She knows she can never leave Kazumi, the one she promised to protect till their dying breath.
So she shrugged. “Sometimes, i guess.”
“Oh come on,” She whined playfully. “Don’t cha wanna go on adventures, like they do in Pokemon?”
“I don’t think the real world is as amazing as Palet town, Kazumi.”
“You wouldn’t know! we never leave this stupid town, anyways.” She shifts to her side to face her sister. “Don’t you wanna leave? Away from….. everything?”
“I don’t know.” she said, looking at her tiny, worn out shoes.
She didn’t didn’t have to say why, Kazumi already knew.
The crickets hummed to fill the silence, before she adds a quiet “I wouldn’t blame ya, y’know.”
“No.” Kanako quickly snaps. “I don’t know what you got in your head that makes you think i want to leave ya, but you need to get rid of it. I’m not going anywhere without cha. we’ve been together all our lives, what makes ya think that i wanna leave ya now?” She asks.
Kazumi simply shrugs in response, ashamed to look her sister in the eyes.
Kanako sighs and throws her arm around her sister. “Listen. one day when we are older, we are gonna run as far as we can away from this town, got it?” she said, pullin her closer. “and no one could tell us shit!” they both giggle at the ‘dirty word’.
“It’ll be our little adventure!” Kazumi cheers.
Kanako nods. “Yeah. our little adventure.”
You really shouldn’t be able to see the stars out here in the city, pollution from the smog of factories and the lights decorating buildings, calling people in and keeping them awake. But yet, if you know where to look, and don’t mind squinting, you can always spot them and they’ll wave to you like an old friend. Sighing, y/n pulls a cigarette out from her jacket pocket, lights it and takes a slow, long drag.
“I guess this is another adventure,” she states to no one in particular, rubbing the pendant on her neck. “Right, Kazumi?”
And that's chapter one! I hope you enjoyed it because there's a LOT more to come. If you have any questions or comments (I love comments <3 the make me more motivated to write!!!) don't hesitate to let me know!
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I love your fnaf stuff so much! And I'm very sorry if you've already covered most of this, but like- any more details on Michael post-scooping? Idc whether that be how to fits in publicly (if even possibly lol), relationships he builds, his mentality, or just important events you planned for him after the scooping! Idc if it's even an AU you have, I just love how you write Michael and would love to hear more of anything! :)
cracks my fucking knuckles oh BABEY ok this is going under a read more because i know damn well this is gonna be multiple paragraphs long. Ty anon, michael afton is my favourite topic ever
Okay so, something important to note here is that even if I choose to ignore all of Dittophobia, my au still does have Sister Location occurring after FNAF 1 - Specifically late December, so like. A month after fnaf 1. It ALSO coincides with the fnaf 3 minigames that lead up to William's death. That's a longass discussion all in itself tho so I'll probably make a follow up post on that if requested
But! Post-Scoop Mike! During the time period of Ennard inhabiting his body he was essentially unconscious for the entire ordeal. Like. Yknow how majority of the ghosts are kinda lacking some level of awareness while in the suits? Yeah. Michael doesn't really remember it, but he still remembers the time passing, so it's not just. Like. Dying on the scooping room floor, then BAM! Alive on the sidewalk. It's sorta like. Yknow those movie/show/game cutscenes where everything's vague and blurry and slow-motion and the audio is funky. Like that
When he DID get his body back, for a few minutes it was sorta like. He was back to full awareness. Noticed he could see things, and that his limbs felt heavy, and that he could hear a mix of ringing and the "You won't die" line and flies buzzing around him. The sunlight felt too bright. You know when you take one of those naps that severely fucks you up, and because of that you wake up half-numb, dizzy, and disoriented? Now imagine that but a million times worse. He's in pain everywhere, his senses are readjusting, he knows he shouldn't be able to see or hear or speak but he can do those things anyway. And he can tell that despite it being a bright, sunny day, no one's coming to his aid. So he forces himself up and painfully stumbles home.
Now, well my timeline of events between SL and 3 is a bit vague, I do have the important stuff down. He gets home, and despite not having been allowed to contact his mom since late '86 (this is important and relevant guys i prommy) and having been told she was dead, he called her anyway. Long story short, one phone call later and also lots of general, messy emotional stuff, Michael. Left the state of Utah as a whole and went and lived with his mom over in California. Because of the whole being dead thing, he did kinda unfortunately sever ties with Jeremy and Henry (aka the only two living people left he even spoke to, besides William but he's a week dead by now), but like. He wasn't really sure how he could approach those situations. A guy who's lost a bunch of cognitive and motor abilities, and a man who fell into a deep depression after his daughter's death. Michael kinda saw telling them as like. I dont really have the word for it, but he saw abandonment as the better option. Figured it'd hurt them less
When it came to fitting into public, it was essentially the same as how he blends in during fnaf 6, just with MUCH darker clothes. He likely did hide away for a while, refusing to go outside, but started slowly readjusting. He didn’t make any bonds while there (unless his mom’s adoptive parents count), mostly keeping to himself. He worked, but it was always nightshift jobs where no one else would be around.
Luckily, his hygiene has gotten MUCH better! Due to being a rotten corpse, he tends to start smelling bad and being a general safety hazard rather quickly, so typically he’ll do a thorough shower in the morning, and then another quick shower at night, just to be safe. And also he wears perfume, to avoid a smell building up. Just to be safe.
About 10 years (ish. I picked a general number so I didn’t have to pinpoint exact timing) into his 30 year disappearance, his mom does unfortunately pass. Lung cancer, turns out smoking a shit ton out of grief is a bad idea. Better than the murders, probably. It was very much so a rough time for Mike, given being in and out of a hospital (bad memories from Evan’s death and Jeremy’s near-death kept him in a constant state of anxiety during this time, not to mention those events already made him plenty anxious, paranoid, and overall jumpy when in hospitals) and then the eventual death. That’s when his goal to hunt down his dad kinda went into full swing. Because, well, that last sorta tether just snapped, so now he’s far more goal oriented.
It was probably full of him following small leads. Contacting some distant relatives of his, contacting his father’s old business partners - he kinda tried to procrastinate going back to Utah (specifically Hurricane) for as long as possible. But then news about Fazbear Frights came around, and the return kiiiinda became inevitable. Because unfortunately, it was a damn good lead. Also, once again, Michael remains friendless in this time. Outside of any possible employers or the people he contacted, he hasn’t actually properly, freely spoken to anyone since his mom or grandparents. And he kinda cut ties with his grandparents out of guilt after his mom passed.
And Fazbear Frights is. Interesting! Because as he’s used to, he has to go in to meet his employer! But what he’s not used to is seeing his estranged kinda-cousin-kinda-brother whom he hasn’t seen since they were, like, 14. Aka Sammy. It’s an incredibly awkward experience all around, despite them both having somewhat similar goals. They agree to pretend not to know each other.
Work goes, well, as it pretty much does in game. Nothing special. Probably some panic and resurfacing trauma on night 2. Anyways the fire! That’s the important part!
As one would expect, Michael was quick to get out of the fire. Wasn’t exactly hard to set it - the place is old and dirty and fucking *moldy* - he just tossed a half-smoked cigarette at some loose oil or something and the bitch was ablaze.
William (slash springtrap but im just saying william for simplicity’s sake) caught him in one of the hallways. And had the fucking *audacity* to try and plead with Michael to help him out of the building. And the kicker is that if it weren’t for survival instincts kicking in and causing Michael to topple William over and crush Will’s arm with an arcade machine to keep him down long enough for a quick escape, it would’ve worked. Michael is. Uh. Very emotionally and mentally vulnerable.
A couple years pass after that, before a new Freddy’s place opens, needing someone to run it. Michael does have experience business-wise thanks to watching and learning from his dad as a kid, so it couldn’t be *that* hard, right? He applied under a fake name, got himself all disguised and whatnot, and headed in!
Michael Afton’s Emily Family Reunion Counter: 2
It did take a few minutes for the recognition to actually happen. But. Yeah it was a lil awkward. Considering Michael’s very silent and very sudden exit 32 years ago. Oh yeah also i have fnaf 6 taking place over more than just a week, stretches out from about 2025-2026. No specifics, just a general span of time. Feels more realistic to me, idk. I get the 1 week thing for gameplay/continuity reasons, but hey! This is just an au! I can do whatever shit I please!
And Iiii! Still need to actually flesh out the fnaf 6 stuff beyond my silly lil jokes. Uhh, I think majority of the stuff gets covered here? Feel free to ask further questions on anything, im more than happy to talk about it :-)
#HAUGH this is long#scov.txt#fnaf#fnaf: hauntings of the past au#michael afton#michael is. such a comfort character of mine. oh my god#so yknow. always happy to talk abt him#(send more asks. please) /jj#fuck. *hj#i can type guys i swear (lying)
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I watched the barbie movie a couple weeks ago and it was ok except the solution to the problem of "the kens have mysoginified barbie land" isn't "ok so we'll undo that and have gender equality or something" but rather "we'll use our feminine wiles to pit the Ken's against each other so that they have a fight and a musical number, and then vote really hard to undo literally everything and return barbie land to the way it was at the beginning of the movie" which is kinda. Weird? Like the Kens don't even have, like, houses? And they are definitely not treated fairly, so I was surprised that that's what they went with :/
Also barbie becoming a "real woman" (prominently) coinciding with her having a reproductive system was funky :/ it all just felt a little terf-y in general which sucks.
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Drop those team taka head cannons
omg i adore team taka altho i feel i don’t even have the most particularly interesting headcanons for them LOL a lot of them will be design headcanons bc thats what i normally think of as an artist hehee uhm.. i’ll start with suigetsu bc i love suigetsuuuuu
for suigetsu as shown in my drawing of him from today i like the thought of him dying the tips of his hair blue….. the way the anime shades his hair is far too cool to accept it’s shading and not act like those are dyed tips….
[ ID: two screenshots of suigetsu. END ID. ]
like cmonnnnn the blue tips are the coolest thing in the world. it is NOT shading TO ME ☝️☝️☝️☝️ also i didn’t draw this in my recent suigetsu bc i forgot when i was drawing it 😢😢 but i do imagine he has scabs on his lips and around his mouth often from accidentally biting his lip T.T sometimes i bite too hard and draw blood i can only imagine having sharp teeth and doing that T.T also he wears smudged eyeliner. uh this ones maybe kinda obvious but to me he doesn’t have much of a sense of boundaries and doesn’t have much shame in his body so T.T being his roommate would be a constant battle to make sure he walks around the apartment in *some* clothes. like by everything holy just *something*
this one is absolutely not based at all but it’s my brain and i can do to jūgo as i please with it ☝️☝️ and i like to imagine jūgo likes to wear accessories on his head a lot. like hair clips, hats, maybe he starts growing it out a bit more and ties parts of it up. it catches little birdies attentions more too which he enjoys and is a bonus other than it just being cute to me. to me he’s also the friend that carries around a big bag to hold everyones shit in when they get tired of carrying their own stuff. like yeah man just toss it in… it adds nothing i already have anything you could imagine in here anyways. y’know y’know. most of my jūgo headcanons are not based at all ajksjsjss i’m sorry but i also like to imagine he might pick up smth like woodworking/carving maybee knitting/crotchet (but i lean most towards wood carving) to keep himself distracted and occupied. less likely to have episodes and intrusive thoughts for him. obviously doesn’t stop everything but it helps the tiniest but plus it’s fun :) i think if he were to do carvings and stuff he’d give like a few to his friends if it was smth they specifically liked but i think he kinda likes and prefers to just leave them around, to either be lost to time or be found by someone else! i think he has lots of scars on his hands and knuckles— between the wood carving and his rampages i think his hands take quite the damage. and y’all know i like scars so i ignore any jutsu that may deter scar creation so to me he defo gets scars. except suigetsu’s jutsu actually.. i dont think suigetsu gets scars at all.
i like to imagine karin with a bunch of neat kind of earrings. anything fun/funky. also she has one industrial piercing too to me.. sasuke has two of them but karin had one before she knew sasuke did 😭😭 just a coincidence she swears she swearssss. this one would like.. technically be canon anyways in the first half but bc of all the bite marks she has n stuff her skin would be suuuper bumpy… i think she probably doesn’t like people touching her cause strangers/non team taka end up commenting on how gross it is T.T she prolly wears long sleeves as much as she can. which i rlly don’t know much about boruto but i think long sleeves in that one is canon too. i like to work with out of canon clothings so even then if i end up starting a karin fashion board it would have strictly long sleeve outfits in it. also i like to imagine her with some vocal tics. i dont imagine her with tourettes but just a small tic disorder. i think she mostly does like clicking sounds and hums… not any words or anything :) also i feel like her eyesight is just constantly getting worse and worse. i imagine she’s legally blind but still it gets worse. when she’s older like maybe her 50s or 60s she goes blind and just relies on only sensing ppls chakra to know who’s around w/o asking. i mean she heavily relies on that anyways even when she does have eyesight.. i like to just think she uses it a lot instead of straining her eyes when her prescription starts changing.
uhm and for sasuke some more team taka centred headcanons instead of just some hcs in general… i mean i’ll just state the obvious here because soooo many ppl tend to ignore this but. team taka are sasukes best friends…. not the rest of the konoha 12… so jot that one down. i feel like even when they branch off and do their own thing (again idk anything about boruto none of that is canon to me akshjshsjsjs so don’t be like “uhmm well actually 🤓🤓”) they like to keep in contact. even if not often they’ll send messages. i like to think if they’re aware they’re gonna end up being somewhere near-ish the others they’ll all go out of their way to pay a visit. uh also i DONT think this actually happened like it’s not a headcanon of mine but i do think the thought of suigetsu being sasukes first (very short term) bf is a funny thought…. it does not last tho cause anytime they’re tryna talk about sweet things and their thoughts sasuke just talks about naruto T.T again i dont actually headcanon that happening but it is a funny thought to me… uhm also i don’t particularly think there’s a moment in which this would end up happening but i do think that out of all of team taka sasuke trusts jūgo the most to just… have a personal conversation with. like he doesn’t go out of his way to ever talk about personal shit with him, but i think if a situation were to come up in which he had to/felt like he needed to i think jūgo would be the one he’d go to c:
most importantly no matter how much they do argue with each other team taka does all love eachother.. and they certainly stay friends for life. even if they don’t talk much i think they will all always consider them a group of friends that they can just send messages to without the thought of it being strange after it being so long. it doesn’t even have to be some kind of important message either. just a little random message whenever they think of it.
#hehehe thank you for asking c:#i’m not sure that me headcanons for them are particularly interesting but T.T#my*#i hope i didn’t disappoint hehe#ik a lot was design choice but its what i fantasized most about while watching so i could easily draw them how my brain imagines them#team taka#karin#hōzuki suigetsu#jūgo#uchiha sasuke#ask and i shall answer#anon asks
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Okay so it is probably no coincidence I was kinda head funky the last couple days and I keep feeling like I got hit by a truck when I wake up in the morning. Idk man, sleep patterns are a delicate thing.
I shall focus on mcfeeding and hydrating myself and hope my body gets out of Evil Mode, in an attempt to get my mojo back bc I know it is Trying. I CAN FEEL IT. FIGHTING.
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omg i finally found you!! I liked ur birthdaygate post AGES ago then forgot your url but im so glad i found you again bcos i have SO many questions- pls pls pls can you explain your theory more bcos its driving me crazy, a lot of people dont like this theory for some reason but im on the fence about how i feel about it :/
damn, I really thought I had the best hiding spot... *climbs out of a dark corner and stretches*
lol, hey!
ok so before I go any further into this, I just want to make something clear: I'm not the person who came up with the birthdaygate theory. I've seen a few people conflating birthdaygate with the post I made about something funky going on with the memories mentioned in the S2 shed scene, but they're like totally two separate things.
Birthdaygate is the cool, big-brain theory that suggests Will's forgotten birthday is secretly a planned narrative tool that we'll see explained in Season 5 (whoever first put the evidence for that together, you rock and I have mad respect for you)
Memorygate on the other hand, is just a small expansion of it: my suggestion as to when or why Will's birthday might have been forgotten. Honestly, I'd not given the whole theory much thought before I unceremoniously threw it into the byler tag and watched the horror and heartbreak spread haha
I'll do my best to explain it a little more, but I don't think I'll really be able to help much. My intention was never to convince people of anything. It was literally just me going, "huh... hey guys, isn't this kind of suspicious...?"
and the thing is, if you don't believe in birthdaygate to begin with, then memorygate is completely moot. Like, it's just a lot of fun. But if birthdaygate is real, memorygate just might be one possible explanation. Maybe. ??
honestly? I think it would kinda suck if it was real. I totally understand why some people hate it. Whilst I'm sure it'd be a shocking twist, it would also be very deux ex machina, and it'd mess with the character's agencies.
but like, if it WAS suspicious...
...here we have a villain who can canonically a) view people in the present moment like they're all laid out on a chess board ("now-memories"), b) enter any mind he so wishes and spy on their innermost thoughts and memories, and c) seems to have a connection/obsession with time.
This villain is also literally told a bunch of memories relating to one of his primary antagonists. The S2 shed scene helped Will break free of his possession just enough to save the day, but at the same time, what if Vecna was being given precious ammunition that he could utilise for future use?
It's kinda convenient that Will's birthday is A Thing™ now, and the ONE time it's mentioned in the narrative is one of the most powerful and important scenes. Coincidence? Yeeeeah, maybe.
and as to how Vecna could have 'used' all those memories for his own benefit, I can only speculate. We don't yet know enough about what Vecna is fully capable of. Can he flit through people’s mindscapes without the victim suspecting anything? Do they always have a nosebleed or a headache, or is that just for when he’s going to kill/ consume you to open a gate?
Memorygate is just the theory that Vecna’s done something to those memories, including Will's birthday, because he knows they helped Will fight back against his possession.
Of course, Will was physically possessed in comparison to the mind possession we saw with Max and the other victims, so we don’t know if that changes things either.
It could be time-related (like, the date itself has been screwed with) or it could be memory-related (e.g. nobody from the shed scene can remember it because at some point, Vecna has messed with their minds, one by one).
I can't help but compare it to how Vecna entered Max's memory of the Snow Ball. She did the same thing that Will probably did, and entered a safe space in her mind to escape him. She fought back by remembering the good, anchoring herself to her friends and to her special dance/kiss with Lucas. But then Vecna found his way in to that memory, slowly but surely, and took it over so she could no longer hide there.
We didn't see it as an audience, but what if that was kind of what was happening inside Will's mind in S2?
I'm not sure what more I can say to explain the memory stuff because there's still a lot of guesswork when it comes to Vecna and his powers. But I can go a little further into the Byler part for you, seeing as I only briefly mentioned it in my first post and I assume that's what you want me to get into most.
So Mike talks about DnD games and their swingset meeting, and I think the latter is arguably the most powerful memory mentioned in the whole scene. A lot of attention is focused on the swingset memory. It's super important.
We can also pretty confidently conclude that Vecna is pissed at Mike, especially by the time S4 rolls round. He's long known who he is, and he knows he's directly foiled his plans on more than one occasion, just like El.
So go back and watch the shed scene again, and think about what we learned about Vecna in Season 4. Was he watching from Will's eyes, a hulking presence stalking through his mind, clouding Will's sense of self and listening intently to every word Mike was saying? Yeah, probably.
Mike was visibly emotional. Distressed, vulnerable, raw, honest. Vecna learned that day that Mike and Will are deeply special to one other. He knows they're best friends. He knows a lonely Mike first approached a similarly lonely Will on a swingset when they were in kindergarten ('it was the best thing I've ever done...').
He also probably knows how Will truly feels about Mike.
So that's a lot of ammunition for him to help put his plans into action, whatever they may be. He apparently doesn't want to kill Will, but perhaps he wants to isolate him. To hurt him, to make him feel forgotten by his loved ones, in a long game to win him over? Who knows.......
Vecna plays chess with people. He spies, he collects information, he uses people's memories against them. And the shed scene would have been a prime opportunity. A feast, if you will.
Once again, I hope I'm wrong about this.
:)
#in which i ramble#I was driving back from somewhere late at night when the thought first popped into my head#like#crazy stuff#memorygate#birthdaygate#long post#anon answered#byler#vecna#st5 speculation
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my wacky animal crossing band AU headcanon hehe haha huhu
okay real talk i’ve had this little fake band thing in my head for years and I wanna get it out
so this is inspired by a line where isabelle da dog mentions having a band. they play fast wacky post-hardcore jazzpunk together.
the lineup is:
cherry - guitar, occasional vocal
tabby - bass, main vocalist
isabelle - percussion, other main vocalist
idk what their band name is. i prob would've named them something stupid like "Yeastie Girlz" or some shit if that name wasn't already taken.
isabelle and cherry know each other from youth when they did juvie kid shit back in the day lol. they stayed hooked up with each other when they went through their own young adult periods, and then went back to living in the same town when they moved to the poppin island village of Mycelium. they met tabby on that island and she joined up with their band because of simpatico vibes.
releases are usually albums with a shitload of small tracks with maybe one or two kinda long ones, and then sometimes an EP with a small number of really long tracks. cherry throws a lot of effects on her guitar so her playing ends up sounding like a bunch of loud chirping and wobbly metal scraping and wee woo wee woo. tabby plays her bass lines fast, has a boppy funky sound to playing, is not afraid to put on an effect pedal though usually to make her bass to sound like a wall of grotty rhythmic drones. isabelle can’t really go free jazz freakish on percussion bc their songs are ultimately too structured to allow that, but she tries! she can also do blastbeats. really fucking technical, building all those PWPs must’ve made her jacked
they're all pretty serious about their love of jazz. alright here's more info about them individually
isabelle - she grew up in the country and still has that farm kid twang to her voice. crazy childhood but filing taxes really ended up affecting her deeply and now she's by far the most well-adjusted member of the group if you define "well-adjusted" in a certain way. got a very impressive engineering degree in college, and as a reward she now works a lousy government job for a pittance + 500 bells that she WILL spend impulsively on something stupid. cherry sometimes jokes around about how she's a sellout for that but it aint serious, she understands the common worker's struggle. and, yknow, isabelle sincerely cares about doing the best for her town in the system she's stuck in so like, cmon dont be harsh on her. her public face is pretty mild-mannered, sometimes shes kinda matter-of-fact about things, but overall she nails that peppy energy everyone loves to receive from people in service when she's not flubbing stuff too much. in her personal life -- well, she doesn't have THAT many friends out there -- but with the ones she does have, she likes to be a little goofball, especially when linking zany energies with tabby. she has like a 4 year old's sense of humor but if anyone can sell peepee poopoo humor its her dumb ass. sings lead vocals on about half of their songs, her voice is loud, bright, and honestly pretty goofy because of that Country Gurl accent she has, but fits well with the generally nonserious and kinda everything-happening-at-once vibe of their music. what're her fits like, btw? an absolutely delightfully meticulous (she comes up with 90% of her wardrobe on the fly) combination of christian girl autumn, normcore, sillywave, raymondpunk, bio-wibbletech, and just a dash of edgy looking band merch or novelty t-shirts to really complete the look.
cherry - the thoughful, philosophical engine of the group even though she hardly writes any lyrics and mostly sits in the back making funny neenee noodleynoo noises with her guitar but trust me here. grew up in the same rural town as isabelle, and ended up moving back in a town where izzy now works! (its only like 75% a coincidence, she had to chase the money and figured Mycelium job market and being able to see her bestie was the best choice) She works a dead-end bullshit retail job on the island and always looks like she wants to kill everybody there. very loudly a proud commie through and through, she likes to wear this little red-guard lookin hat everywhere. the band are not embarrassed about their leftist messaging but cherry is by far the most motivated to stir up some shit. she helps organize locally and is very serious about reading up on Theory and has very little tolerance for poseurs. VERY occasionally does lead vocals, in that case she's writing the lyrics, hers are a lot more existential and political in nature than the other two's. very deep voice, she basically sounds like a scary Goth yknow? her singing voice is monotone and basically just her normal voice with more authority. she likes to put on an austere face but she's the easiest to make laugh, even at isabelle's dumbass jokes -- the other gals of course take advantage of this to tease her. as a strongly passionate individual she is also the most likely to start ranting at her computer screen when she's having trouble with something. she's got a pretty solid costume for concert appearances and photo ops that makes her probably the most recognizable member: Mao hat, long jacket, ragged looking pants, combat boots, and a pair of sunglasses.
tabby - every band needs the crazy one! she could bomb a hospital and the band would still have to drag her along because she's just that fucking good at bass. absolutely crazy mastery of speed and technique, her bouncing basslines usually provide a melodic counterpart to cherry's industrial vague notions towards "music" and whatever the fuck isabelle is doing back there. she's the only one without any classical training, though! as the lead bassist, she keeps the lead guitarist and lead drummer in check, creating a beautiful homeostasis of chaotic, highly technical songwriting and playing with all the brutality and energy of hardcore punk but also some of that inherent nerd-ass quality that comes with having three extremely proficient instrumentalists that know how to do a lot of things with their instruments. but enough of that bullshit, we gotta get to her VOCALS! she covers the majority of non-isabelle songs and her voice contrasts nicely -- isabelle has a deeper voice, sings brashly and over-the-top like she's eartha kitt doing i wanna be evil if she held her notes twice as long, but yknow she's been in classes for that and knows what she's doing and has a wide octave range. tabby meanwhile sounds like a living cartoon character.... BECAUSE SHE IS ONE!! but seriously she's got that high pitched peppy voice, but with enough roughness and scratchyness to it to make it actually fit the music. her speaking voice is actually pretty normal, but on the mic she leans into the most nasal, obnoxious tones possible. she got that shmorky voice to her i wont lie BUT SHE MAKES IT WORK!!! just say shes like uhhhh female psychicpebbles or something so you dont make her look lame. im being overdramatic about her voice btw, she actually has a pretty decent range and a FANTASTIC growl + scream but those only come out every-so-often. her lyrics are often violent, disgusting, brutally blunt in detail, and she's the one most inclined to doing crazy antics on stage. she usually comes to concerts in full leather wrapped with chains and parts of her body tied up and shit and like whatever nasty looking medical equipment she could find to put on her face and after each concert will be taken home bleeding from at least 2 or 3 different places. she's pretty chill irl though, but definitely as big as a goofball as isabelle. isabelle's the one that always takes leads on a goof attack, and tabby plays second-hand along with chief goof-strategist much to the annoyance/mirth of cherry. isabelle and cherry dont know much about her past yet bc she's pretty mum on talking about it much, but apparently she had rich parents but cut contact with them years back, and now just has an average ol life doing part time as a janitor, odd jobs on the side, and living in a nasty little apartment with her roomie katt. still, that general wealth helped a little, and she was able to build what she saved into a fairly stable life, so she's usually the one paying out of pocket for most of the band expenses. she's legit though, u know that because cherry would've beat her up otherwise
umm yess that's basically all i have to say i will post more if i remember more. if nintendo hires me i will also add to the canon that their 1st album name is "Poopin in the Boys Room" but that's not canon yet.
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OUAT Thoughts Pt.34--Episodes 4-5
I have watched through S4E5; spoilers DNI. Also, spoiler warning for anyone further behind than I am.
—How can anybody keep a straight face about that funky lil hat? If Rumple ever actually wears it I will no longer be able to take him seriously.
—The Sorcerer’s Apprentice got turned into a mouse I CANT EVEN
—Are we never actually going to see the Sorcerer? If he could create a hat this powerful, he must be something else.
—I love that Rumple enchanted a broom to do the thing! Sorcerer’s Apprentice is hands-down one of my favorite Disney cartoons, so any reference to its iconic bits delight me.
—How can nobody see the Snow Queen’s castle? It’s an ice palace! IN THE MIDDLE OF A FOREST! And a thing like that has got to generate some kind of supercool temperatures around it, so it should be pretty obvious when anybody gets close to it.
—The Snow Queen’s weird obsession with mirrors is an interesting nod back to the original Snow Queen story. Which, in itself, has some pretty solid themes.
—That backstory stuff with Emma and her buddy Lilith is fruity as heck.
—So the Snow Queen was Emma’s foster mom? Oh, the intrigue! The question still remains: did she know who Emma was at the time? It seems almost impossible for it to be that big of a coincidence.
—I enjoy a bit of leg as much as the next person, but Elsa needs some new clothes. Her dress simply isn’t practical in Storybrooke. But she could keep the sparkly purple cape, I wouldn’t mind.
—On the other hand, it kinda makes me sad that Hook is out of his pirate clothes. Those are mostly practical, and they’re quite dashing.
—I can’t believe Will Scarlett is actually of some narrative significance. I’ve watched the Disney Robin Hood where they’re all animals, and I’m not sure he was even in that one; I’ve also watched Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves, in which he happens to be one of the main draws for me. His part in the story seems to be largely variable. The Wonderland stuff has some potential; the drawing he tore out of the book was, I think, of the Red Queen? Which might have cool implications if he’s actually from Wonderland, given his last name.
—If Hook ever risks his relationship with Emma to take Rumple down, I’m gonna mad. Mostly because I am now ride-or-die for CaptainSwan, but also because if Rumple’s marriage falls apart I will cry.
—Emma’s date-night dress was gorgeous. I love Elsa being confused about how little of it there was, compared to Arendellian fashion—but then again, has she looked in a mirror lately?
—Snow and Charming mother-henning about Emma’s date with Hook was adorable. I love when the Charmings get to have normal domestic moments like that.
—We’ve seen how much Hook cares for Emma—he traded the Jolly Roger to help her, for Pete’s sake! (Which is peak romance if you happen to be dating a pirate captain.) Having Emma show him some of her childhood keepsakes was a good way to balance out their relationship and show that she trusts him and cares for him too.
—It’s not such a big deal that Will escaped and got pardoned, considering he was in jail for a pretty minor offense and was apparently being kept there for longer than he should have been.
—I kinda wish the other Snow Queen had a hair color other than blonde. It’s a classic, but it might’ve been more interesting to give her dark or ginger hair. Heck, maybe even just straight white would’ve been cool. Or pale blue. Or light purple. Her dress is pretty, though.
—Regina and Emma being grudging frenemies is amusing. I love how salty they are around each other.
—I’m not sure how I feel about the turn Henry’s taken. Snooping around Rumple’s store is one thing; using the ‘connection to Baelfire’ card to manipulate his way into a job there is another. He’s definitely Regina’s kid.
—Elsa’s story kills me, especially in Frozen 2 (I cry at Show Yourself every frickin time) but this version hits a bit harder. Her parents actively searched for something to change her so she would be “normal.” It’s kinda the next logical step for them, seeing as they were pretty crappy parents in Frozen to begin with, but it’s so much worse. Good golly.
#once upon a time#ouat#the sorcerer's apprentice#the sorcerer's hat#rumplestiltskin#Captain Hook#Emma swan#the charmings#queen elsa#the other snow queen#Henry#regina mills#will Scarlett#martianbugsbunny reviews
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