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This Duckburg Life Review: A decent batch of tales to hold onto.

I'm back all you happy people! Yes after a week's vacation to recharge and to pack up my room for an eventual move, i'm back, renewed and ready to get back in the game. And I decided to start with some unfinished business.

See about a year ago I did a sales drive and for each bit commissioned, you got to pick some stuff for me to review. Kev was the only one who kicked in and thus choose the Hazbin Hotel Pilot and This Duckburg Life. The first one was done back in October, alongside the helluva boss pilot in whaat was SUPPOSED to be a lead in to that series getting reviewed, but switching to a full season review and the finale of said season getting delayed constantly meant that still hasn't happened. Next pride, I promise.

As for why it's taken a year, I've kept TDL on the schedule.. but I kept having to delay it any time my blog hit delays to etiher get work I was being paid for out, or things that were time senstive. It was the easiest thing to keep pushing back, and for that I am sorry Kevin. So after Kev made me realize how much i'd been putting this off, I decided to shift the schedule slightly so I could make SURE to get this one done first and finally off my back. Granted it was one of MANY things I need to someday get to, but out of them it was the most pressing and with this it's finally done.

So for those who forgot this happened, This Duckburg Life was a podcast released on Disney XD's youtube channel and the Disney Now app. The podcast is Huey's own podcast of the same name, brodcast on Duckburg Public Radio and parodying the popular NPR radio show This American Life. I know nothing about TAL and not a ton about NPR other than it shows up in media a lot and Doonesbury's Mark Slackmeyer works there

So I really can't answer how good a parody this podcast is. What I can say is that it's a great piece of spinoff media. It's what i'd hope for from the comics: Smaller stories that still fully fit the feel of the show, but fit more into the cracks of things. Instead of you know.. this

I'm impressed this exists at all as Disney normally dosen't put in any extra effort for their Disney Channel shows, boldly assuming only kids watch them. Especially stupid here as this show got frequent interviews with entertainment weekly to hype up episodes. They rarely give their shows anything but web shorts, MAYBE a book if their very lucky, or in recent years the chibi tiny tales shorts.. which is getting a full series because god is punishing me for my hubris. I knew remaking christ the redeemer in my backyard but it's a shirtless keith david would haunt me, I just wasn't clear how.

This honestly feels like a test run, to see if more podcasts by Disney could happen. The short answer is

And the long answer is given there hasn't been any since then.. see above hard no. It was a noble attempt but while I don't mind the idea of an audio drama podcast starring these characters, there are a few obstacles in the way that are evidenced by this Duckburg life. The first is this: it's not on any podcast platforms. While i'm a guy who prefers Video Podcasts, and watches The Dead Meat Podcast and OSW Review religiously (Provided in the formers case i've actually seen the film or don't care about seeing the film), as my attention span scans better to formats where I can chonk up watching something if it's an hour long or so given both my job and my attention span (which is harder to do with podcasts when you don't have spotify and have to sit at a computer for them), so the format was fine with me.. but for the average listener they likely want to just.. listen to ducks anywhere and as far as I can tell TDL isn't on any non-video platforms. It's weridly just on Youtube, Disney Now and now Disney+. It makes access easy, but it also makes it hard to go with you and while the episodes are only 15 minutes long it basically means you have to go out of your way to just listen to it. So already Disney kind of missed the whole point and popularity of podcasts.

The other is that it requires money to do right. To this projects credit disney clearly invested some decent Voice Acting coin into it. For starters out of the main cast, ONLY Paget Brewster is absent. Why

She's just absent for whatever reason, my guess being Disney not offering her enough , bad timing or Disney purposfully asking the writers to not use Della to keep costs down. I don't know. It is a shame, though it thankfully dosen't hamper the series. At most it's just weird to here the characters not mention her.

As said though everyone else is here. The kids and launchpad get the most screentime, each appearing in about two episodes and one set of commericals for an episode, with launchpad only getting a commerical during the episode full of them. The exceptions are Huey, whose in every episode as host and the main star here, as he should be, and Louie who for whatever reason shows up the most, getting two commerical running gags, and being at the center of three episodes. Maybe it's because they knew Bobby Monihan would live forever, I dunno.

Scrooge gets a little less, only getting a starring roll in the fourth episode and cameos in the first two, but it's understandable given David Tennant probably gets paid the most out of the main cast, so Disney likely still wanted Scrooge.. but didn't want to spend more money than they wanted to. It works fine without him and as always David is a treat. Toks likewise is absent, with beakley ONLY showing up for a brief cameo in the second episode for whatever reason> Maybe they also didn't offer her the money she deserved like Paget. Maybe she just didn't want to do it. Again...

They do make up for it as supporting cast wise they get back a MASSIVE chunk of the supporting cast: Eric Bauza, Character Actress Margo Martindale, Josh Brener, Dean Jim Rash, Susanne Blaksee, Kari Whalgreen and of course, last but certainly not least, Keith Motherfucking Fergeuson as FLINTHEART GLOMGOLD!

So they got a fairly stacked supporting cast. Sadly no LIbe Bearer or Kimiko Glenn, so no Violet or Lena and thus no Huelet or Weblena content

Once again.... I have no idea why their absent, likely space or money issues. Point is even without my adopted daughters.. the cast is stilll shockingly packed and gets back to my earlier point: They likely wanted to put as much money as possible into this, and thus need to pay the voice actors the raits theyd id fir series. So while it was a decent concept it likely didn't pull the numbers to get another season nor ones for other series. But for this project they didn't cheap out for the most part, and got everyone they could back and many of them show up multiple times, mostly Keith Ferguson (who also played randy and johnny.. who knew?), Jim Rash and John Brenner.

So a combiation of poor platforming and budget mean this is a weird, one of a kind oddity in Disney's history... and I love that kind of thing. But being weird and one of a kind, while great dosen't mean quality. I mean Dan Akroyd only directed one movie but it's one where he plays a judge in heavy age makeup whose chin is designed to look like a penis, who rules over a tiny collapsed town with an iron fits and the help of his nephew played by John candy who basically kidnap Chevy Chase and Demi moore for speeding and wants to mruder them for the same and who has a giant murder carnival ride to do so, mutant grandchildren, and a room full of doll parts and gets visited by digital underground. You can say it's unique, you can say I need to review it as every deep dive into the movie i've seen has shown it to be thorughly intresting as it is crazy. But you can't really say it's GOOD? Being intresting dosen't mean being good, or even so bad it's good.

Thankfully... this series IS pretty good. The voice acting is quality as always from this series, and the writing is 100% spot on, helped by the fact the writers room includes Megan Gonzalez, who was a story assitant on the show and Benjamin Siemon who came up with stories. Both aren't what you'd call promient parts of tehs how but both did great. They wer eaided by Ben Acker, who does the thrilling adventure hour podcast and was likely brought on to get it into the podcast format and Danny Siegel who.. i'm not sure why he's here honestly. This is his only ducktales credit. But they did a great job and the show feels great as a result. The audio is crisp and the stories mostly well suited for the format: Smaller stories that possibly COULD'VE been episodes had we had more series, but still fit nicely into continuity in some vauge place and area joy to listen to.

My only real complaints are with the first episode, which we'll get to in a moment, and the visual representation. The drawings for each episode are gorgeous, as you'll see in a moment. It's clear the crew worked hard on them and they make a great poster. The problem is this is the ONLY image. They don't cycle the various images in the main image, and as such it's reptitive to watch even if your like me and play a bunch of Cowabunga Collection while you watch. Again the reason those video podcasts work better is because they have more: James and Chelsea have both the video of themselves and intercuts from the film being discussed, if possible, and OSW has footage from whatever PPV or Film's being reveiwed, animated segments nad other stuff. There's something to keep your eyes busy while your brain enjoys the content.

The other is that due to the images having to represent the entire episode it SPOILS parts and sometimes ruins the momentum of gags. Starting us off the first episode is based entirely on Launchpad's answering machine with it left up in the air why he isnt calling the kids back. Turns out he was a sleepy boy.. which is shown ON THE IMAGE FOR THE EPISODE.

It's right there! The rest of it is vauge enough it dosen't spoil any context, so it works. It wrecks the flow of the entire episode knowing this answer and makes the joke not land. That and other problems. There's some slight ones with the naratron 3000 (revealing it turns evil which while not a shock for gyro'ss thing is still about halfway into the episode) and that Louie didn't remotley check who he sold ad space too

They still hurt the episodes SLIGHTLY but both are the kind of plot turn you'd expect given the show, so it dosen't hurt them as much. And to the show's credit the next ep and the final ones don't really spoil anything, with the final one even having a misdirect.

Episode 5 though.. is a mystery. It's easily my faviorite of the episodes .. but it makes it somewhat obvious whose behind it given the suspects it shows are Flinty (with the whole gimmick being it isn't him this time), a beagle boy we never met till this episode, and ... the waddle yacht.. representing Mark Beaks. Who conspciously shows up early on. I mean I get it's more about HOW and WHY he framed Glomgold but still, make it a bit less obvious for those less observent or steeeped int his kind of mystery kay? Not everyone has watched a thousand hours of scooby doo, I get that, but even those who hadn't it's fairly obvious.

Finally for general stuff before we get to each, fairly self contained episode, we have Donald. Donald dosen't actually play a part in the any of the episodes and only reads the bumpers. To be fair, Tony again probably cost a lot, and while you know... paying him for more than this was an option, it's not a bad gag in concept, having Donald read the credits and be even more hard to listen to than ususal. It's fun enough and they even throw in a runner where Donald reacts consittently whenever Tony's own credit shows up. I missed most of these as while this gag is fine on an episoidc basis, it's understandably grating after the first few times when your binging them all at once, so I ended up usually skipping it. As I said it's good in concept, in pratice having Tony PURPOSFULLY play up the grating nature of donald's voice , something i'm normally fine with as a Donald Duck super fan, to be annoying was .. a choice.

So with that we've come to the episodes themselves. How do they stack up? Well.. hold on to your tails

Adventure Calls

I"m not one to take the side door, so i'll just come right up front and knock. This is the worst episode of the show. It's part of why I didn't watch the show as it came out as trying this episode really didn't grab me. That ended up being mistake as the show got better, but it was a mistake on whoever decided to put this episode first.

The reason dear reader.. is the gimmick. The entire episode is Huey playing back messages Louie and Dewey left on Launchpad's answering machine after needing a ride from Funzos, only to esclaate itno ab eagle boy kidnapping, a magical gauntlet resembling another certain Disney ip whisking them to tibet, warrior monks (possibly the same ones that raised Gabby, food for thought) and a wormtaur that's half man half worm.

This should all be very intresting but it's hampered by the format: we only hear about these things afterword and for laughs.. btu they just aren't that strange or epic enough. Yes our heroes getting whisked off to a monstary by a glove that reutrns to the owners after three thefts is intresting, as is a wormtaur, long may he reign, but this is a series where we've traveled into an emo tween's dreams, keith david as a horse wearing scrooge's head is a recurring extra, fought a shark made of money, had a jack and the beanstalk style adventure be simply the INCITING INCIDENT for an episode instead of anything of consequence, and Flintheart Glomgold.. just flintheart glomgold.

This stuff would make a fine adventure btu as "weird crap that happens as a joke".. it's just not weird ENOUGH. The show proper excels at weird crap that happens for a joke, and can sometimes even craft that into a heartbreaking well thought out story, like turning scrooge' shilarious weird vendetta against santa into a heartbreaking tale of two men driven apart by being very diffrent people with very diffrent goals.

So having all this relayed back to us.. just dose'nt work. The beeping of the answering machine is also REALLY annoying after the first few times and wouldv'e been better done being cell phone messages. You know same premise just update it a tad. Launchpad has a phone.. he goes through 10 a week but he defintely has one.

The other issue is this premise.. makes no sense whatsoever. See it banks on the boys calling launchpad over and over for help. Calling him the first time makes sense: Dewey wants his buddy to see his triumph..a nd then Louie likely dosen't want to get Dewey in trouble for getting thrown out of funzos, so they call Launchpad whose less liable to INTENTIONALLY rat them out or scold them.

But by the time their kidnapped by a beagle boy rideshare it makes no sense. Ther'es no mention of any handwaves like pride or anything their just calling Launchpad.. when they have Scrooge, Della, Donald and Beakley all in their phones and all far more capable of rescuing them from kidnapiing, tibetan monks or the blank white void where John Oliver filmed a season and a half of television. Like even just objectively it makes more sense to call Della to fly them as she's their mom, and while Launchpad is loveable as all hell.. she's the better pilot nad would likely bring whoever else was around. I get Dellas not in this series but like.. you can still mention her. All this could be handwaved as they coudln't reach any of them in time, they lost their numbers, Louie lost his phone and Dewey put all his contacts in as dewey, a sea monster at it with some ice cream. But instead we just get them calling the worst avaliable option so we have a plot.

The only saving grace of the episode is the commerical bumpers. Each episode has three commericals by a character promoting a new buisness... usually as it goes down hill and collapses due to their hubris. In this case it's your girl Webby, who runs a mytical creature petting zoo.. because of course Webby would have a hoard of smuggled creatures and think letting other children pet them would go well. Naturally this fails and naturally donald gets injured in his one non bumper apperance in the entire series. Still comedy gold. This episode.. is comedy copper someone left out in the rain.

Narratron 3000

As I said th efirst episode is the worst and this is where they pick up considerably. The premise is simple: Huey has Gyro as his guest (who naturally can't really tell Huey apart and is only there because he needs his ego fed once a day or it will run amok and conquer the land and gentry), Gyro tests out his new invention, a mind reading helmet, said helmet decides to eat huey's brain so she can take his body.

And gyro has to choose between saving his lab and a child's life. Suprisingly the child surives. The episode is half fun gags as everyone else tries out the helmet as Beakely in her only apperance is annoyed it reveals she's a spy.. which I figured at this point was like, on her driver's lisence or something. She's as bad at keeping a secret idetntity as fenton. Launchpad forgets to breathe and scrooge of course has even more money than we thought and Gyro wants some dammit. My faviorite was of course Glomgold, which reveals he secretly idolizes scrooge and built his life after him because ti's the only way he can feel good about himself> It's a nice bit of character depth that while clearly there in hindsight I never considered.

The other half is said brain eating near chld murder, which is fun, tense and of course ends with Gyro promoting the helmet anyway with predictable results. All in all a vast sstep up

Dewey's turn for this episode and he's naturally promoting himself, wanting a big movie roll and offering Louie as his stunt double. These adds are easily the higlight of the podcast as a whole. While the content itself is really good after the first ep, the various adds are just pure comedy and simply the character used distlled into three short gags. and it makes what the next episode is a bout entirely unsuprising.

Louie Sells Out

This is my second faviorite and has the simplist premise of the 7 episodes: Louie , still having regressed from the end of season 2 as is standard for season 3, when this likely takes place, decides to sell all Huey's broadcast space for his episode on the Duckburg Bark Beetle to whoever drives a dumptruck full of money up to the manor. He's not made of stone after all.

So the episode is Huey futiley trying to do an episode while Louie is a dick , mocking the episodes boring nature forgetting this is public radio and promising he has high standards

He does not so the episode is just a ton of fun one and done adds as opposed to the three part ones seen in other eps. This is clearly the ones they thought of , realized coudln't fill an episode and decided to put here. They are all PURE gold. We have funzos bragging that it disinfects the ballpit once a month, Randy and Johnny selling automans, of course, and Mark Beaks trying to get people to submit their inventions to him.. so he can take them. The sad part is I could see people falling for this. We also get the beagle boys promising a totally regit robberty testing service and of course my faviorite is my boy flinty, whose add for "DNA and Scrooge".. is a blatant attempt to steal scrooge's finger prints to frame him for crimes, so blatant in fact he can't resist belting it out and laughing maniacally before forgetting he hasn't done the first part yet. God I missed this man. All in all an outright classic it's only issue being Louie being obnoxious, and that's more an issue of the franchise at that point rather than thsi specific episode. Wish he'd got his compuance but the episodes funny enough I dont' care that he didn't

Ghost Library

Despite a throughly uncreative title, this episode is pure funa nd sums up a lot of what I love about this series: fresh ideas, creative settings and our heroes being creative in getting out of them, wether it's derring doo or just plain turnign the trap back on itself. Which granted also sums up why I love JoJo's Bizzare Adventure but frankly the series are both also generational sagas, incredibly weird and have been around a while so.. yeah what i'm saying is have Joesph and Scrooge meet god damn you! Also you know both rule and share some dna so .. yeah. Seroiusly though think about it Shonen Jump and Disney. Think. About. It.

Anyways the setting here is intresting: A ghost libary that contains books that were never written, the works of the greatest writers of all time.. which of course the writers coudln't reissit giving fun puns, too many to list as one gag is just Quackfaster, whose at the studio with Huey as his expert on the topic (With the audio from a recent expedition by Scrooge, Launchpad, Dewey and Webby), listing off various puns on authors for two minutes, which feels like either Susan improvising or the writers just deciding to put EVERY idea they had into two mintues and hoping we'll enjoy it while Huey slowly looses his patience. I mean it worked, I was nothing but entertained, but I also made a keith david butter sculpture of two keith david's doing the pottery scene from ghost that was eaten by a cat. I'm not anyone's target demographic.

Scrooge is here for a map HE dreamt up in a book though, but the kicker is they have to be quite vewy quite.. their hunting books. Which I do a lot but it's not in a ghost library haunted by Bird Magellian where if you talk your banished and if you stay past the 15 minute time limit, your trapped there for a hundred years. I just go to Half Price books or have Kevin mail me a box of books out of the blue that i'll be reviewing next year. you know normal things that happen to everyone.

Naturally Launchpad is just there to get thrown out, Dewey goes next after some voices irritate him into yelling, and in a nice twist as I thought he'd be the last one standing SCROOGE goes. And how Webby gets out alive and with the map is clever. She dosen't know where it is... but since the library manifests any book you think of she simply thinks up a directory to tell her, then when caught by Magiellain simply yells to get thrown out. IT's clever fun stuff... as is the end twist: Turns otu the map .. is of the Money Bin. Scrooge's greatest treasures are the ones he already has. He just didn't want to risk anyone else getting it. Granted he'll be long dead by the next time this happens, but the bin, and his legacy will outlive him so fair enough. No sense having webby have to deal with that headache. Good stuff.

The Framing of Flintheart Glomgold

Look i've been doing ducktales work for pretty much the full length of this blog. I've made it clear to the point Kev sent me some Glomgold themed mickey mouse ears that will be proudly displayed at my next home. I didn't ask for them but I do appricate the fact someone not only made these but that I have them.

Point is I love flintheart glomgold, so it's not a huge suprise for anyone who've been reading this blog a while and for those new... I absolutely love this version of the character> His over the top insane idocy is just my kind of comedy, Keith Ferguson does him well and it's a solid reinvention of the character: Since they really DIDN'T need him as scrooge's deathly serious evil counterpart, he works better as his boofonish wannabe nemisis who weirdly sculpted his life around him, has an obession with sharks, says a plan wasn't him because it was only two steps and actually worked, and is obessed with telling everyone he's scottish despite being south african. He is a delight. So an episode about Huey, easily my faviorite of the kids with Webby a close second, trying to investigate a crime that he swears he didn't commit.. I mean how could I say no.

It helps that Glomgold and Huey have barely interacted. They only ever talked in "McMystery at McDuckMcManor" and that was with a lot of other characters around. This one allows the two to actively play off each other and allows Huey to be the straight man to the deranged hurrican of a person whose turned to him for help. The fact Glomgold sought out Huey SPECIFICALLY for whatever reason only makes it funnier. It implies Glomgold KNOWS who Huey is, that he had a podcast and that he's smart. So he either remembered him from the Birthday Party or he somehow retained something in his head that isn't related to revenge on Scrooge, sharks, explosives or being scottish. And you could say "Well he's scrooge's nephew of course he does".. .but he never seems to really know them indivdiually just that their related to scrooge. So the fact the one he remembers is not the one he met first, nor the one that bested him, but the one he has had barely any interaction with... it's transcendent.

Huey at first dosen't buy it on the grounds that.. ti's glomgold. Attacking scrooge's waterpark with a bunch of leapord sharks SOUnds LIKE Glomgold, to the point his trial takes all of two minutes. It also leads to a great gag "This is a kangaroo court!" "No this is a duck court. The Kangaroo Court is down the hall"

Okay no wi'm just.. picturing the entire cast of Night Court as Kangaroos. That.. that's my headcanon now. That in this universe their all kangaroos. Your welcome. Is.. is anyone in my audience even going to know what Night Court is? I mean.. i'm even suprised I do, I just caught it on tv land.

Night Court aside, it's a fun mystery as Huey tries to unpack it as he realizes some things, like Glomgold doing app check ins don't add up. And given Mark Beaks shows up shortly into the episode to claim his check ins can't be faked, which Huey weirdly buys despite personally hating the guy and having been outright kidnapped by him, something brought up not too episodes. Only real weakness here. We also finds out Glomgold's shark guy is a girl, Sandra who Runs Sandra's Discount Sharks. I'm shocked Glomgold has anyone who likes him, even if she also thinks he's knida nuts which.. he is so fair point, but still it's kinda nice. She also cracks the case as Huey almost gives up after finding out someone used Glomgold's own gig app, made for getting henchman or doing crimes in general as you'd expect.. only to find out the sharks from Sandra's weren't the ones used and SHOCKER it's beaks. Also there's a beagle boy in there. I don't know why.

The solution is intresting though as Beaks did it because Glomgold's app was SHOCKINGLY popular. Whoever he stole it from must be proud. So this was all a scheme.. a scheme which mark gets arrested for because he was being recorded the whole time, and Glomgold.. gets re-arrested after trying his actual scheme of making sharks into butlers, having them get hired bys crooge and have htem betray him years down the line because he always goes for the obvious. Easily the best of the bunch and that's not exactly an easy thing to pull off.

Out To Lunch

This one is decent and the premise is simple: We follow launchpad on a usual day as Huey leaves a recorder on the dash to record it for his podcast. This quickly turns from Launchpad running into stop signs.. to a rom com. I mean it comes off that way at least. There's even a meet cute where Launchapd barges into the guys drivethrough, a sushi place that ook over for launchapds burtio place he's been going to since he was 13, which explains a LOT yet only gives me MORE questions about this version of his family. It's there he meets a nice guy played by Sam "Pull On My Motherfucking Beads" Rigel, also named Sam who gladly helps launchpad move on by making him sushi burtios and other fusion cusiine, with Launchpad suggesting he open his own restraunt and that he dosen't need a building. Sam disappears, so Launchpad goes looking for his lost boyfriend by going to every drivethrough.. while Sam was following him in his new food truck.. thankfully Launchpad stops before he goes into the ocean. Which somehow isn't my joke.

Seriously this whole thing is as gay as it is a rom com and I freaking love it. Flawless. no notes. Decent commerical bit about Louie's chef, kitten cleaning and old lady retreiving the kitten services. ONTO THE FINALE

Beagle Day

OUr grand finale... isn't all that grand. As the last piece of Ducktales narrative media released , for now, and the last piece of this universe till the book.. it's a bit of a let down. As the last episode of this series with far less expectations.. it's still not all that spiffy, and probably should've been placed a bit higher on the episode order.

It's not a bad episode, but not an amazing one. This one focuses on the Beagle Boys, as they stole some stuff Louie was selling for quick cash including Scrooge's Top Hat.. which he keeps the Deed to Duckburg, aka their primary goal when dealing with scrooge in. It DOES make sense as he also kept Magica quite literally close to the chest. He's the thing people are least likely to go after unless their stupid or Glomgold, which may seem like the same thing but Glomgold's level of stupidity, arrogance and determination is beyond most mortal beings.

This ep also kinda underlines why depsite the show tryign to make them a thing in season 1 the Beagles dropped off to cameos and apperances with other foes afterwords. Their not bad, they got a decent mythology, with this episode adding an annual day they celebrate Pappy taking over the town.. but at the end of the day their just thugs in domino masks. They were NEVER a threat to scrooge and are only a threat to the kids when it's a large crowd of them. It works for the comics because they reguarly raid the bin and are often used as muscle. But here they aren't really needed by any of the villians. Just for example Flintheart post ppilot usually works alone, magica has magic, Beaks has tech and for one episode Gandra, Lunaris is seperate from earth and FOWL would find them too out in the open. Character Actress Margo Martindale is FANTASTIC as ma, no question. She always is. She just got stuck with a character who really isn't necessary in the long run.

So this episode is just okay as Webby and Louie sneak in. The twist at the end that Huey's beagle expert is just a beagle boy in disguise is great, as is Webby clearly pummeling him off screen after he stries to start his own podcast.. but it's really just overal la forgetable part of a pretty solid series. While it starts and ends bumpily, this series is enjoyable, funa nd well worth a listen.

Also the last episode had one of the best bumper gags with Beaks holding Waddle Fest. You can guess both what it's parodying and how well that goes.

So sadly it's time to depart these characters again. I'll naturally see them again and again, I do plan to recap the entire series at some point, but it was nice to come back to my roots for a spell. Thanks for reading, consdier joining my patreon and you can let go of your tails now.

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badboypoirot · 1 year

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Recapping my second Book 3 playthrough; spoilers under the cut --

Detective: Oliver "Ollie" Kingston

RO: Morgan

Terrible relationship with Rebecca

Personality: Intimidating, Stoic, Stubborn

Traits: Mind over Heart, Pessimist

Skills: Combat/Physical, By the Book

Book 1 Decisions: Bugged by Bobby, did the blood tests, captured Murphy and got bitten (and mostly successful at burying the trauma)

Book 2: Neither Tina nor Verda learned the truth, saved Sanja, Maa-alused signed the treaty

So the main things I was interested in seeing after my first playthrough was how much the ending could vary, how the Tina/Verda hang out would be, and what it'd be like having Bobby along. And wow! I'm still not over the ending.

(Last chance for spoilers)

The ending ended up wildly different than my first playthrough. Given Ollie's awful relationship with Rebecca (finished the file at a lovely 26%), he insisted on going to the auction by himself. Foolhardy, honestly, but I guess parental resentment beats his logical/cautious slant. So there he is, waiting at the meeting point for his escort, and the scream I let out when BOBBY MARKS showed up ☠️☠️☠️

Up to this point, Ollie had been treating her very disdainfully. I was surprised when she seemed convinced to leave, but of course it's never that simple.

I really liked the scene of Ollie getting put up for auction. I had forgotten that was hinted at in a trailer, and I thought it was heaps more interesting than blending in with the other auctioneers.

Ollie opted to free the prisoners during the ruckus. I actually think he would have chosen to pursue what's-her-face (I still can't remember her name RIP), so I'll admit that was variation-seeking on my part and maybe a touch of guilt making Lucas (my bleeding heart boy) leave them behind. I liked this snippet with Rebecca afterwards:

"I did my best," I say through a breath, walking with her towards the SUVs, where I fall against the nearest one. "I couldn't save them all though. The Trappers had already taken some." Her shoulders rise with a sharp sigh as her features tighten. "You saved more than most of would have in that situation." I frown as I flash my gaze up from the ground to meet hers. "What does that mean?" "I mean that we would have chosen to go after Cessair," she states, stiffening on the spot. "I would have chosen that."

Sin ended up capturing Cessair though he declined to join the Agency. (Can't say I blame him. They don't exactly seem competent.) I think I owe that largely to the "soul bond" discovery for choosing supernatural research, which seems like a HEFTY chonk of lore that I can't imagine won't show up again.

Oh yeah, and Tapeesa instead of Elidor was kidnapped. That honestly broke my heart more than Elidor did.

Probably my favorite, favorite part of the ending though... was dealing with Bobby. Ollie ultimately decided to have her memories wiped. He's a pragmatic man, and he doesn't care too much for her to begin with. But MAAAAAAAAAN if that didn't fire up my cylinders for my other Detectives. I'm imagining an alternate Lucas who loathes Bobby for getting him expelled from college but still has a soft spot for her, especially on an Ava-mance playthrough and where Tina or Verda don't know the truth. He's desperate for someone from outside the supernatural world to know what he's going through. Someone who might make up for all the ways his relationship with Ava is lacking. Ugh! Just ugh!!!

"If you could forget about all of this, have the memory erased... would you?" I ask. Hopefully it's vague enough that she won't realize it's an actual option. She doesn't move for a few moments before finally easing herself up a little to meet my gaze. "I don't know." "You don't?" She heaves out a small laugh. "Part of me thinks that knowing what you do will help... maybe not having that barrier will help you not hate me as much any more."

Speaking of Tina and Vedra -- not much to say except that the scene was really cute. I liked the reprieve it gave the Detective with all he's been going through. It's hard for me to say if I prefer it to dinner with Tina. The lashing she gives Ava was just *chef's kiss*, but god, I still hate Tactical Agent Adrian Stupid-Face. I'm very interested to see the dinner with Verda which I think will be my next playthrough with Detective Robin Greene.

At the end, I'm just impressed with how much variation Mishka has stuffed into this. Perhaps it'll seem less magical after a couple more playthroughs or when the beautiful people of @wayhavenguide dive into the code. (Please check out their Book 1 and Book 2 guides if you're into that! They really put a lot of work into assembling accessible, in-depth guides.) But I'm left just fascinated with how Mishka has written five different romances that can totally stand on its own yet still intersect wonderfully with a customizable MC and the overarching story. I suppose I'm just gushing at this point. I love this series.

#the wayhaven chronicles book 3 spoilers #the wayhaven chronicles #twc book 3 #twc book 3 spoilers #poirot posits #twc spoilers #twc b3 spoilers

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nicoleartist · 2 years

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☃️ boop

And if someone already asked that,then ✨

yaaaaaaaaaaaaas ⛄️ OKAY STORY TIME. So I had this weee little book as a young lass about the nutcracker that came with the songs on a cd. (as literally one big song. the songs were not seperated. big chonk thing). and see, as a kid, a teen, an adult, I couldnt give two flying fucks about the story. I just wanted the cool music. Then shiny made her au and I still didn't give two flying fucks about the story. her designs were cool, but I couldnt follow anything she was talking about at any given moment. But then one fateful day I decided, you know what? ima read the entire original book. and I mean the original. God was that a mess of a wild ride of nothing making any sense at any given moment, and nothing lining up with its own original script. But sense I read it slow, a chapter or two a day, shitpost style, each day I imagined what would happen next. (I was always wrong, but still). But i also imagined, how I would do it myself. how I would push the narratives original themes harder. how I would adjust concepts I found downright cruel, and focus on ones that wernt as pleasant but in the background. and then uh yeah oops I made a whole story. WELP. shit happens. But I know what everyones talking about now! so theres that! the original goal. SO yeah the entire story was an accident. ✨️My personal favorite thing I would say would either be, how it follows its own original theme while fighting them, or the baseline for Hansels growth. (my nutcracker) In the original story, theres a constant re-occouring theme about beauty, but most themes in the book are rather shallow and surface level at best. I wanted to focus in on those themes more, and how it affects the characters who live through them. There are also ignored themes, like originally being shunned for being a nutcracker, but then in the later parts, being completely accepted? Let's hone in on that shunning more. its interesting. there is also a big part of Hansels arc which is more anti-violence, opposed to how the book handles it, because im always bothered how media portrays violence as an absolute answer to things, and in the case of this book, to the point of genocide. I think having a character denying violence in a type of media where growth is changing a characters views, but in this case, the growth is re-affirming the characters original views, despite an entire environment saying otherwise, is more powerful than the other way around. standing alone for whats right is much harder than changing to agree with the status quo.

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bluedesertbooks · 1 year

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Blue Desert Books and this little chonk are forever intertwined.📚

Living in Portland was brutal, not necessarily because of the people or the climate, but the whirlwind of life events that hit all at once when I moved there. Once my living situation settled I went to the @aspca determined to “just look” but ready to adopt when the right one came along. I saw a pair of orange tabby’s in one of this big displays, and asked to see one. They put me in the little room, then came in to tell me the kitten I was looking at had just been adopted, but there was another one in the same kennel.

He was 9mos old, and had been returned twice already.

When they brought him to the to room, he immediately b-lined it for the farthest corner under a bench, but we hung out for a few minutes and he warmed up a little.

I don’t know how, I just knew he was perfect.

I was so broke at the time (hence the going just to look) there was a woman behind me at the register who gave me the an extra $15 to get the full kitten setup kit.

I was living in a trailer at the time and was so paranoid the air conditioning wasn’t working well enough I drove home every day on my lunch break just to make sure he was ok. Shortly thereafter we had to move again, but this time we moved into a little studio apartment with a beautiful little patio that had an amazing view of the apartment complex dumpsters.

There was a goodwill down the street, with a “vintage books” shelf that I loved to go peruse and whenever I felt isolated, depressed, or lonely I would splurge the $5 I could spare to buy one.

With the help of little (he’s not little anymore he’s a good 13 pounds now) Archie and thrift store books, the absolute rubble that was my self confidence and mental health began to rebuild.

We have moved 7 times and 3 states since then, and I swear to god I don’t know what I would do without this derpy mildly overweight anxiety riddled tabby cat and this #bookstagram community.

Adopt don’t shop for books and cats. Please consider donating to the ASPCA so other broke ambitious people can find their furry soul mates.

#antique books #oldbooks #aspca #adoptdontshop #tabby cat

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shjayd · 1 year

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1st post not via iPhone 🤨

ok... i'm typing this from my laptop. i like you enough to download you to my laptop, Tumblr! 😉 i don't think i can even edit any of my font or anything, so that part sucks (if in reality i can't), so i'd say app via iPhone > Windows when it comes to you, #TUMBLR <- idk if that will even tag in the middle of my post/only at the end.

GOTTA START SOMEWHERE.

previous text complaint: taken back

it's time to get this started ⌚ i heard about you from the Netflix true-crime documentary, Hotel Cecil or w/e, & the thought of posting my thoughts like a social journal (among some other things I've ran across or made self - i like to do calligraphy and hand lettering. i've became creative AFTER getting clean AFTER getting pregnant with my daughter. i always was, i guess the drugs took that part of my imagination away? i'm also obsessed with astrology. if you ask me, i'm a professional astrologer 🔮🌙✨..🤥🫤😤

Taurus Sun, Taurus Moon, and Rising Gemini... i know. a SCARY, yet BEAUTIFUL mEsS. ❤️‍🩹 i'm also very educated in mental health. from personally, to genetics, family and friends, to past work experience. i was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder (BPD) after my HORRIFYING encounter with Post-Partum Depression, PPD, (although i've most likely suffered from my BPD since a very young age. my mother and brothers who lived with me all of my life would agree). i just never took, nor wanted to take, what my mom and family dr. told me a/b therapists & referrals to psychiatrists anywhere near serious. i honestly thought everyone felt/acted the way i did with both my lowest of lows & highest of highs 🤯… to me, it was always “this is what everyone has to go through. this is life. this is life… everyday”.

i'm a twin, my mother & i are as close as they come (it’s scary b/c I know she won’t be here forever, & both my daughter i I NEED her. forever). her EVER leaving us is another thing I refuse to even think a/b. NEXT SUBJECT;

yes, DADDY ISSUES 🙄 i was the wildest teenager into my late 20s. that was all until i FINALLY realized my self-worth & left my toxic, to say the LEAST, ex-gf, FOR GOOD, & ended up with my life-long best friend's brother, who i've been close, actually very close with, ever since i met his sister when we were ~10-years-old. he saved me. then our daughter came at the most perfect time to save us, as we started to go down that path holding hands. i'm DEF. not going to go into depth, y'all would drown, if you haven’t already.

*the specifics are overrated with no existing relevant meanings here*

i've been on this Earth for ✨almost✨ thirty whole fucking years. yes, i typed out the word, b/c I now have this BURSTING animosity for the number 3, however, 4 is mine. my best best friend is a 2-year-old, teeny chonk, only 2 years old, more dramatic than me, sassy-ass, genius COVID baby. (she was conceived in 2019, so, that was... a.. normal different?) she's 28, ✨ALMOST✨ 29-months-old. her name isn't important, so I'll just refer to her as 'quack'.. 🦆

..............🥰🥰🥰

we live together with her daddy - minez first 🏃🏼‍♀️🥇😂 - my other best friend. (〃￣︶￣)人(￣︶￣〃) •i also enjoy: "adult" coloring books, THC, journaling, Amazon Prime, the little things, elephants, my vape, bullet journaling, bellly laughing, my dishwasher, baby clothes, wood-burning, doodling, Hulu, ACKNOWLEDGMENT, roses WITH sunflowers 🌹🌻, ORCHIDS, my desk, ear-buds, Aaron Hernandez, my little space on earth instead of the internet - my desk & sketchbook, & ANYTHING organizational/cleaning... •i dislike: Scorpios, fantasy movies/series like Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones - sorry, not sorry 🤷🏼‍♀️ - shitty parents, mornings, Karens, uppers, Instagram, judgmental humans, my fingernails when they aren't done, & typos. I have a love/hate relationship with Pisces, both male & female 🐠 i'm as blunt & unfiltered as they come. oh, & you can't hurt my feelings (a big s/o to my past traumas). i'm.. an opened, closed book... if that makes any sense to you? now go ahead & try to break down my walls to get to know the real me! i’m the best friend you could ever have! 🤞🏼😸🥳 OKAY! that's enough for now. follow me, & let's get to learn more about e/o & our little spaces on the internet. if you've made it this far 🙂 i'm going to stfu now. (didn’t lie a/b a thing. told you i tend to start rambling. bad.)

• i want to leave you all something pretty to look @ as a preview of what this journey entails💭

#newbie #hello new people #happy new year #journal #journaling #journal ideas #journaling inspiration #journaling junkie #doodles #doodle brain #sketchbook #cannamom #cannacommunity #astrology #nice to meet you

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theresa-of-liechtenstein · 3 years

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@lavstar i was so incredibly stupid and i deleted your ask while i was drafting it… i swear i didn’t forget to do it 😭 anyway i’ve FINALLY finished it so let’s jump into the compilation of the most planes i have ever brainrot ❤️ because no ❤️ you cannot expect me to pick one ❤️ it is impossible ❤️

two airbus A320s taking off from parallel runways, five nautical miles apart ‘cause they’re not gay!

btw i genuinely do not care about military aircraft (never have, prob never will) so these are all to do with civil aviation. also huge disclaimer i did all the commentary off the top of my head (i did have to wikipedia some of the stats im not martin fucking crieff) so if i mess up a term or something that’s on me

of course no post about my favorite planes cannot leave out the OG. my first love, the most plane i have ever ridden; the one, the only, the increasingly irrelevant due to industry shifts, the beloved Airbus A380.

(L) just look at this big beautiful girl! + (R) a view of i believe scotland? as approached from the north

i don’t know why i love this plane so much, because lots of other people certainly don’t for a lot of reasons. her size makes her the main character out of necessity at every airport she comes across, and she’s an inconvenience for air traffic controllers for that reason. her origin story is [twitter stan account voice] a bit problematic. given changes in industry trends, she is also quickly becoming irrelevant. airbus my beloved please just admit that the four engines thing was nostalgia and go. she’s a marvel of engineering sure, but when all is said and done…the B747 came, she served cunt, and then she got phased out. the A380 was made with the intention of doing the same…unfortunately, she didn’t really complete the second step.

wait holy shit. i know why i love this plane so much. it’s because this plane…is me ❤️

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and now for thee og in terms of famous big-ass planes that everyone loves: the B747. everyone loves the 747. even if they say they’re not into planes, they are. for me, not gonna lie: a very big reason for why i love the Queen of the Skies so much is mark vanhoenacker’s book, skyfaring. he flew the 747 for bri’ish airways (when they still had them) and loved that plane so much and man who am i to blame him.

(L) i think i teared up when i saw her through the big windows for the first time bc i was like oh my god. i am going to be on her. this icon of aviation, the arguable symbol of commercial aviation. so much history, so much significance… + (R) the past, the present, and the future of british airways in one image 🥺

i was on a 747 twice in my life. once on a cathay pacific flight to the philippines, and on my last flight abroad, on a british airways flight to heathrow. little did i know i was flying one of the last of their 747 flights—they phased them out completely the following year, a bit earlier than anticipated due to the pandemic.

as enzo ferrari once probably said, “ask a child to draw a plane, and certainly he will put a hump and four engines on it.” in terms of sheer iconic power and energy, the Queen (and she is the only earthly being to whom I shall ever refer as such) would far and away be the top on anyone’s list, save for the fact that i don’t have a top to this list and i have other planes to get to dear god this is getting long do you know what you’ve got yourself into!! the Queen really said “flight belongs to the people now” and the airlines just had to shut up and listen!! she is truly the main character!!!

genuinely don’t remember what river this is except that it’s in the UK… 🙈

i feel like everything else i say about her is just going to be a pale imitation of how evocative skyfaring was, so honestly i really recommend the book it’s so good and it’s one of my favorites. my copy is sort of falling apart now bc i kept bringing it around to places 😭 anyway, the number of airlines using her for passengers is decreasing, but you know who still use converted versions of her as well as purpose-built models? cargo airlines! anyway, ups and their brown planes my beloved 🤎

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this slot was going to go to the B767 and 757, and i was going to rhapsodize about how aesthetically the 767 looks like a nicer plane to me because of Chonk, but the 757 is really endearing because it’s a narrowbody jet and it’s got landing gear that is long in a useful but unusual-looking way, which in essence what i’m trying to say is that if the 757 were a person, it would be esteban ocon.

so i was getting ready to write all of this down in much more words than i needed, but i remembered suddenly the very reason i was making this post in the first place. and that, my friends, is the B777.

honestly you don’t fully understand how big the 777 is until you see it in person. because we are all acclimated to think of like the 747 when we think of ‘big plane.’ but the 777 is massive. even i forgot about it when i wrote That Fanfic.

the 777 and 787 are the future of long-haul commercial aviation (and i say this as an A380 stannie). widebody jets with 2 big-ass engines are most likely what we’re going to see in the sky going forward when it comes to long-distance travel, and the pandemic pretty much confirmed that.

that aside, i love the 777. so much that i wrote a whole fanfic around one making an emergency landing ❤️ i really pretended ETOPS (the thing where a plane can fly for a long time on one engine) did not exist for six chapters and an alternate ending and i think that’s just very quirky of me aha 🤪

dear god do not mind my hat i literally bought it because of fred fucking thursday of endeavour… what the FUCK was teenage me on 😭

the 777 was supposed to be a trijet (one with three engines, two under each wing and one built into the vertical stabilizer) but as the mcdonnell douglas and lockheed martin trijets (cba to look up the numbers) were not projected to continue to be successful, they got rid of the trijet 777 idea and instead made it have two engines. another thing i think is neat is that all the examples of the 777 that you will see in the wild right now don’t have winglets bc the wings themselves are so long and raked back that they’re not necessary. which would be a weird thing for me in particular to find neat, because if you know me well you know i have a thing for winglets. (the 2022 f1 car’s front wing my BELOVED WAKSKDKSJSJ!!!!!) i also think the way the wingtip lights are incorporated into the wings are so neat. the upgraded version they’re trying to make now, the 777X, will have foldy wingtips so you can DIY your own winglets and i think that’s hilarious (and also cool).

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genuinely i think i’m the only plane person that likes this last aircraft: the Embraer ERJ-175. i like her for purely nostalgic reasons. she reminds me of how i returned to my roots and decided to pursue engineering.

so okay this is going to have nothing to do with the plane, but i was lucky enough to be given a visit to the flightdeck after landing back home from a weekend trip. i was so excited to be allowed to sit in the first officer’s seat, and got to poke around the flightdeck for like ten minutes. which was cool, but all this was with the sinking realization that even operating a regional jet might be too physically demanding (read: unsafe) for someone of my… [exhales knowing EXACTLY what i’m about to walk into] height.

that is one fully glass cockpit. also those yokes are specific to embraer, boeing’s look more like f1 steering wheels with stuff cut out of them i think, and airbus’s are operated by side stick. it’s almost funny especially when watching flightdeck videos of the a380 cause it’s like… you’re doing All That *gestures vaguely at plane* with THAT *gestures at thing that looks like a chicken drumstick with semiconductors implanted in it*

so that was piloting as a career done with for me (much to my family’s relief.) and then i thought “hm i don’t have to be flying planes all the time to be working around them…why don’t i work on developing them instead?” and i was passively interested in matsci already, so that’s how and when i decided to pursue engineering, with hopes of working for airbus or boeing and in civil aviation.

we’ll see how that pans out, i say as i side-eye the exponential growth of my interest in motorsport.

thanks for the ask! i’m so sorry i was stupid and deleted it but i hope you like this very long, drawn out, and frankly deranged response 💚

#em speaks #lavstar #this is half me showing off my plane pictures half deranged rant i hope you enjoy

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decayandfanfics · 3 years

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The great book of sayings

PAIRINGS: Tomura Shigaraki x FemReader

SUMMARY: He looks at you, his scarlet eyes fixed on yours, burning a hole through your head, every bit the predator he is, but you are as tough as it gets, so, against your better judgment and any well-founded logic, you answer his silent threat, the animalistic look he gives you with nothing less than a fearless smirk, irises burrowing into his pupils.A clever girl. He thinks, finally labeling you inside his head, cursing himself in the very moment he allows his brain to think of you as more than an asset. He is sure (he knows himself enough to know) he’ll think of this moment many times from now on.A clever pretty girl.

Reader is a typical college student until she gets herself tangled with the league of villains.

WARNINGS: Unhealthy/complicated relationships, violence, Tomura being Tomura, mentions of murder, heroes’ abuse of power.

A/N: I’m trying so hard to write crusty boy here really in character. At least after AfO is taken. Any misspelled words, english is not my native language so i’m trying Helen.

As always, let me know what you think!

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Chapter 12 / Chapter 13

Any port in a storm

Tomura knows a bastard when he sees one, and Chisaki Kai looks like someone who could stab his own mother just to prove a point.

And he’s not only a bastard, but he’s also very full of it. The way Chisaki talks like he knows better than anyone else, questioning Tomura and calling him out on his previous failures, as if he knew anything about dealing with pro heroes and a bunch of overpowered children ruining your plans.

Tomura knows where he’d failed and he learned from it, but that doesn’t mean he’ll have to waste his time hearing this asshole lecture him about leadership and planning. After all, Chisaki Kai is nothing but a low thug that works for money or whatever the fuck someone like him cares for. The league, on the other hand, has bigger matters to attend.

He sure like the sound of his own voice. Tomura thinks, narrowing his eyes when Overhaul begins to babble about leadership and pawns like they are nothing else than mere meat at his disposition, and not people with interests and wants.

It doesn’t take long before shit goes down. Magne’s remains puring over them like rain because the bastard makes her explode like a piñata with just a single touch.

Yes, Tomura also knows a deadly touch when he sees one, and Overhaul’s looks ridiculously overpowered.

“Compress, wait-!” Tomura shouts, but Chisaki is faster and before they understand what’s happening, Compress quirk goes off and Overhaul blows Atsuhiro’s arm with a simple touch and the fucker is so damn coward that the moment Tomura lounges towards him, he just orders one of his pitiful pawns to act as a fucking shield and die in his place.

The yakuza has the nerve to call himself the next leader and Tomura is almost impressed by the audacity.

“Now I get it. You should have just started with this, saved us all some time.” Tomura spits making a monumental effort to keep his cool for his sake and the sake of the league.

“Where are they come from?! We weren’t followed, I swear!”

“One of them probably has a tracking quirk.” He’s also trying his utter best to not smack Twice’s masked head for being so damn naïve.

“We’ll cool our heads and try again later. I ow your side an arm.”

“Bastard! I’ll eviscerate you!” Twice barks at his side, holding Compress against his chest.

“Tomura-kun. Let me cut him. Real quick.” Toga ask, pulling out her knife.

“No.”

“it’s my responsibility!” screams Twice.

“No.”

“I don’t wanna rush you, but the sooner we talk the better.” Think things over carefully. Consider how your organization should be run, then when you’ve calm down, call me.” Overhaul speaks like he didn’t just killed Magne, comparing her with one of his ridiculous pawns and Tomura hates him, truly. It’s not like when he says he hates society and heroes, no. This is more personal. He hates Chisaki Kai the same way you hate your childhood bully, the same way you hate someone because you had the misfortune of knowing them.

“They’re gonna pay for this. Why can’t I go after them?!”

“Now thinking, we need to get Atsuhiro-san to a doc. “

“Right.”

“That wouldn’t work…damn that hurts” Atsuhiro whispers almost unconscious.

“Maybe we do have time to make them bleed.”

“No.”

“C’mon, Tomura-kun!”

“Another time.” He orders, watching as overhaul and his band of assholes disappear into the night “You’ll pay for what you’ve done today.” He swears already thinking in a million ways he could make him regret this.

“Shigaraki! We need to see the doctor! Atsuhiro is bleeding out!”

Ah, doctor Ujiko really found and excellent time to go missing, didn’t he? Now without his sensei and the hideout completely wrecked by the heroes, he’s between kidnapping some doctor or finding some abandoned hospital and pray there is some supplies that could work. But kidnapping someone would take time and efforts and the nearest abandoned hospital is forty minutes away and Compress doesn’t have so much time.

Ah, the perks of being a villain.

“Tomura-kun! What do we do!?”

He clenches his fists until his knuckles go numb, his mind rushing, thinking what to do besides the obvious, trying his best to ignore that option.

“We need to take him now!”

Tomura rolls his eyes and suck his teeth hating his life because this is the last thing he thought he would be doing when he woke up that morning, something withing him twisting painfully between excited and done with this awful feeling he can’t rid off.

“Tomura-Kun! What do we do?!” Toga presses again, panicking because Compress is getting paler and paler.

He groans kicking some rock completely fed up. Why couldn’t Atsuhiro just stay sit there when he told him to wait? Now the itch gets insufferable out of nowhere and Tomura scratch his neck raw, snarling under the hand that covers his face. He doesn’t want to go there, but Twice needs help to carry Atsuhiro now that the man just fainted, and he can’t do copies of himself, so he’ll need someone else. It could be Toga, but Tomura hardly thinks she’s going to be helpful with that tiny body of hers. Besides, they’ll need someone who can clear out the streets before rushing out, so, he’ll have to go anyways.

Tomura sighs defeated, this isn’t about him, so he decides to ignore the knot in his stomach and the quick drumming of his heart against his ribs, preparing for the imminent headache before barking the orders.

“Follow me.”

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A loud bang on your door wakes you suddenly.

You observe your room, remembering that you were studying before falling asleep over your desk after a whole day of paper reading and a pack of oreo’s for dinner. Your laptop screen flashes 00:23 am, so you’ve been sleeping for hardly an hour.

Another bang and this time the sound of someone trying to enter your apartment at midnight shoots your adrenaline levels to the top.

“Big sister! Please!” Toga’s voice sounds desperate from the other side of the door turning your fear in worry, so without thinking, your feet tap quickly through the flat to just opening it before some neighbor sees her, but your mouth falls open the moment Toga rushes into your apartment with Twice and Shigaraki behind her, carrying a half-conscious Compress.

In a second that feels like hours, your eyes travel quickly between all three men, to stop on the red ones that bore into you, sending shivers through your spine as you heart do a flip inside your cage because your infatuation with the villain is right there, in the same place he left it last time he touched you.

“What the…” Your voice gets stuck in your throat when you notice that Compress bloodied wound is in fact him missing an arm.

“Shit. Lay him down on the table” You order already running across your flat looking for a hairband. “Take his shirt off, Toga, bring me some towels.” You rush to your bathroom to wash your hands quickly, and Shigaraki follows you without a word, clutching at your side looking for the first aid kit your keep under the sink.

“Tell me what happened.”

“A Yakuza bastard blew his arm of with his quirk.” He spits carrying the kit to the kitchen. “He shoot him something and his quirk went off.”

“You think it’s some kind of drug?”

“Probably.”

“Crap. It could be dangerous if I don’t know the effects.”

You run behind him, taking some latex gloves from the kit before approaching your patient. Atsuhiro breathes heavily over your kitchen table, his legs dangling from the edge as he bleeds all over the floor.

Your quirk activates in full force the moment you get close to him.

“Hello, Mr. Compress.” You talk to him trying to calm him the same way you would talk to a child patient as you remove the poor bandage that wraps the remains of his left arm. “Long time no see.”

“Lovely to see you, dear.” He whines with his hand holding the gory pieces of meat that still dangles from his shoulder, a chonk of his broken bone horribly exposed. “It hurts a lot, you know?”

You wince at the sight but straighten yourself to do your job and let your hands hover over his wound, numbing his nerves, keeping his blood from spilling out because he’s already at the brim of drying out.

“I know, but it’s okay now, Compress. I’ll take care from here. Now…sleep…” you lull him with a smile, relaxing him quietly, slowing his heart rate to make him pass out.

“Is he..?” Twice ask watching with trembling voice.

“he’s unconscious now. I can stop the bleeding with my quirk for now, but I’ll need to…sew this…. somehow.”

“Oh! Big sister! Your quirk is amazing to cure people!” Toga says joyfully, leaving the towels close to you.

“Himiko-chan. I need you to wash your hands very carefully. I’ll need some assistance.”

“Okay! I’ll be back.”

You begin to clean the wound, retiring the little fragmenst of bone from between the exposed muscle with some tweezers.

“How bad.” Shigaraki is behind you, towering over your shoulder and you can feel his warmth on your cheek, as he winces watching the mess over the table.

“His arm is destroyed. I need to cut a little of bone, it’s too jagged to just close this, it could lead to an infection. Only after that I’ll be able to rearrange this mess.”

“What do you need.”

You look at him worried. He’s covered in blood and for a moment you panic thinking that maybe he’s injured too.

“A-Are you al right?”

The question comes out as desperate product of your impossible nerves from having him so nearby. It caught him by surprise from the way his jaw clenches before answering.

“…I’m fine. What else do you need.”

Relief washes over you, so you return your eyes to the man over your kitchen table.

“I…my dad had a garden saw in the closet. Disinfect it the best you can. This is going to be nasty.”

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When she’s finally done, it’s already 3 am.

Compress lays over the couch, finally sleeping after some gruesome scalpel work that lefts her panting from her quirk overuse, siting in the floor with her back against the front door.

A thick trace of blood drifts down her nose, but she’s too tired to even care, so she just let her head rest on the cold wood.

Silence and shadows fill the apartment. The lights are off so Atsuhiro can sleep, but the lights of the street are enough to see inside the flat. In her room, twice and toga share the bed, already sleeping after helping with the cleaning. Her kitchen looks spotless under the moonlight, none could guess she just operated someone over the table with a gardening saw.

“Are you sure you are okay?” She asks with hooded eyes, her own conscience drifting slowly.

“…I told you I’m fine.”

Tomura watches her, leaning against the wall in front of her. She’s grown thinner and paler than the last time he stood in her home. Her bloodied clothing only accentuating her lack of color and the dark bags that rest under her sleepy eyes.

She stares back, neither of them wanting to look away, not when the three steps gap between them extends so wide and deep that it hurts. The notion of being face to face again stirs quietly inside of him and all his anger and dread goes silent now she’s there at the reach of his hand, and Tomura understand that he doesn’t know how to feel now.

Her stomach growls of hunger and her eyes open in embarrassment and surprise.

“Stop staring at me.” She mumbles cleaning her face with the back of her sleeve, getting up to walk over her kitchen.

“You were staring first.” He mumbles annoyed “whatever…” Before he can even walk to the door, she stops him dead on his tracks.

“You can stay…if you want.”

Tomura looks at her while she prepares a sandwich, trying to avoid his gaze at all costs to no avail. Her hand trembles as she tries to put some butter on her bread, giving away her internal turmoil, because as him, she doesn’t know how to feel about this sudden intrusion in her life. Again.

Well, at least he’s not he only one who feels awkward.

She laughs halfheartedly out of the blue.

“What’s so funny?” he asks looking at the wall, his voice mellow because he doesn’t have the energy to quarrel with her now. Not after everything that happen.

“It’s just…I swore I was going to choke you with my own hands next time I saw you.” She cannot stop the laughing.

He doesn’t know what to do with that statement, finding difficult to keep his distant mask now she’s trying to sound playful. He can feel his anger and awkwardness dissolving into something more bearable so he just smirks amused.

“Bare hands, huh? no quirk involved?”

“Yep. Acapella”

“And how is that working for you?” he asks, gravitating closer to her, standing at her side, very aware of the height difference between them as he leans to see her face better.

“Oh, fuck off.” She smiles.

“Ladies first.” He cannot contain the little smile that blossom in his face.

Tomura feels his shoulders relaxing softly now. He falls in the ease of her company, the roaring turmoil he’s been feeding all these past weeks, going silent now that she’s finally close, smiling tired and lightheartedly.

It was this, and he almost forgot about it. It was the soft wittiness, the clever jokes and back and forth. He liked to talk to her because it was like playing a game, but somehow, he forgot between his bitterness and rage.

“Sandwich?” She asks, handling him half oh her own.

“…Thanks.”

They eat in silence. Atsuhiro’s breathing is the only sound in the house.

Tomura is tired, his eyelids weight heavy over his eyes, but this moment is enough to keep him awake, so in exchange he memorizes the smell of her home, her presence filling him softly and gently, calming the rage and the fury he’s been feeling over a month in a rare peaceful moment that feels dangerously too much like finally coming home.

What a stupid thought to think he could get rid of this sweet softness, the only one he’s ever felt. A foolish desire made of spite and bitterness in a place that can only be filled with their silent bond.

He feels the gap closing slowly, luring him to stay for the night. He should…he could...maybe this…

“I’ve missed you.” She whispers suddenly without looking at him, her eyes fixed in the wall in front of them.

Time stops and he whips his head so fast he could hear something crackling in his neck.

He definitely didn’t though about this when he woke up that morning.

“Like wise.” He raps swallowing hard, thinking about all the things his done in a month, realizing there was not a single minute of the day in which he did not think of her.

He’s truly smitten, isn’t he?

“I’m sorry about what I said…i…I got nervous. I thought you would get mad, I just made it worse.”

“Why would you think that, huh? I thought I was pretty obvious.” He says, hiding his hands in his coat before changing his weight to the other leg.

“Because you are a big bad villain, aren’t you? and I’m just…me.”

“Just you” he snorts “you managed to terrorize one of the most dangerous villains without even touching him. Just you is fine enough to deal with anyone. Even big bad villains.”

She smiles shyly.

“Shigar-“

“Tomura.” He interrupts, finally looking at her.

She looks beautiful under the pale light; the shadows of the night drawing angles and shapes on her face.

“Tomura.” She states, meeting his gaze and he delights in the way his name falls from her lips like a spell and less like a curse. She looks at him decided, certainty written all over her face and he knows she’s about to do something reckless. “I really like you.”

Tomura has learned his lesson. As he always does, so he absorbs her words and weighs them carefully inside his chest.

“A horrible decision, really.” He mocks back with a grin, closing the gap between them until he has her trapped between him and the kitchen counter. “Your parents never told you about big bad villains?” this time he asks close enough for her smell to fill his personal space as he gives her a hungry look, licking his lips.

“Oh, Fuck you.” She sighs laughing quietly.

“I hope you do.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“Are you going to keep talking back or are you going to kiss me already?” She whispers feeling his warm breath against her lips.

He stops entranced with the way her eyes reflect the streetlights from the outside. He’ll think of her like this frozen in time and undercover darkness, just a silver string of light between the shadows of her home and his life.

Tomura kisses her hungry and desperate. His jagged lips bruising against her mouth, invading her, eager to feel her closer, but is not enough. Him yanking her against his chest, four fingers gripping tight over her wrist as his right arm encircle her waist is not enough. Feeling her hands clutching at his shirt pulling him is not enough. Sensing the motion of her rising cage as she began to suffocate is not enough.

No, nothing is enough when he wants to split her chest open to hide inside her ribs, filling her with this feeling that’s been smothering him for too long.

He’s overwhelmed by this unforgiving desire that goes beyond anything physical. Is about the terrifying nature of the world that surrounds him, where she’s the only hideout that could contain his horror and everything that scares him about himself.

Like sensing his despair, she moves her hands to his face, caressing his jaw enamored with the shape of his face, the texture of his skin and the soft locks of white hair that brush over her fingers every time he tilts his head to kiss her deeper and deeper.

A low rumble fills his chest as she opens her mouth fully to him, giving him access to her warmth for him to gorge on her taste, terrifyingly close and needy.

She breaks contact searching for air, but he moves ever so little.

“The things I’ll do with that bickering mouth of yours” He whispers before biting her low lip, giving her a ravenous look.

“Like wise.”

He considers to just shove her against the wall and take her right there over the dishwasher, finally sinking his teeth on her skin, buried deeply in her; but since she was bleeding not long ago, tired and in desperate need of sleep, he keeps it gentle. They are both tired. Tired from the fight, tired from the operation, tired of this game of cat and mouse they’ve been playing for two months, so he shoves his animal instincts under the rug and treats the situation the same way he holds things carefully with his fingers.

Just this one time he promises, knowing he will go absolutely feral on her as soon as he has the chance. So, he just leans over and kisses her gently…surprised by his own tenderness and the warmth that fills him, something akin to happiness and peace.

Tomura nuzzles against her cheek before resting his face on her shoulder, the awful longing that’s been eating him alive finally shut down.

“Come.” She calls him softly, a ghost of a kiss burning over his lips before she tugs him by the hem of his coat, leading him to the spare room.

He follows her quietly, taking off his sneakers and coat before getting inside the little bed, wrapping his arms tightly around her, fists safely closed at her back.

“You’ll be here when I wake up?” She asks merely a whisper, her lips delicately brushing his own.

His forehead rest against hers, her warmth inviting him to close his eyes and rest, lulling him silently into sleep.

“…yes.” He whispers as he drifts away, feeling the light touch of her lips kissing the scar over his mouth.

“Good.”

Chapter 14

#shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura #bnha fanfic #tomura #shigaraki #boku no hero #tomura x reader

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ironmandeficiency · 3 years

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tf boys + dnd headcanons (bc i clearly have nothing better to do)

pairings: benny miller / reader (romantic) but platonic w the rest of the tf boys

word count: i’m typing this in the post itself good luck fuckers

summary: i got nothing y’all. just know that benny & will have a little extra info idk why

a/n: i’m semi-new to dnd but i’m armed w the player’s handbook and google so i will do my best

benny: i think dnd was a guilty pleasure for him during high school. yeah he was seen as a Hot Popular Guy™️ and played football and baseball, but there is and always has been a nerd living in that heart of gold. had one (1) set of dice he used for every campaign and even kept them with him when deployed. he joined a campaign for the first time in years after coming back from The Mission That Shall Not Be Named™️. creating new characters & a homebrew or two became a way for him to cope with everything that happened there and heal.

details abt (one of) benny’s character(s):

half-orc barbarian-bard multiclass, affectionately known as a bardbarian

college of lore + berserker pathways

himbo af and benny laughs a lot when he gets to act out said himboness

character has a tendency to start bar fights if his talent is questioned, and usually it’s beating them with his fists and/or lute. there’s an npc that owns an instrument shop the half-orc frequents that gives him a glare every time but will always repair or replace said lute

uses vicious mockery against the BBG (big bad guy) every time they face a new one and the guys have never laughed so hard at benny’s random insults

focuses more on utility spells bc it’s just that easy for him to beat the hell out of someone with fists and weapons. becomes a jack of all trades kind of guy (similar to irl) and enjoys the “oh shit he can do that?” questions when he pulls off an intricate

when you offhandedly mention dnd night with your friends while planning for a date, benny’s eyes go wide. “you play dnd?! why didn’t you tell me earlier, lovebug? i love dnd!” precious baby boy will gush abt his first campaign back in high school and find his first set of dice to show you. he’s excited bc dnd is now another thing you can do together as a couple. will ask if you two can make characters with interlocking backstories 🥺

will: he didn’t play in high school but knew some guys in basic training that played who explained the basics to him and his first thought was “oh benny would love this” bc he knows his brother that well benny never had the heart to tell will that he had been playing dnd for years before will told him abt it so will takes credit for introducing benny to dnd. didn’t join a campaign but a character was built & he was gifted a set of dice from that group’s dm in case he ever wanted to start. ends up taking this character with him when he joins one of your campaigns and enjoys it a lot more than he thought he would

details abt will’s character:

goliath male, abt 7’8” and 300ish lbs bc he a big chonk

ranger-fighter multiclass — “warrior who used martial prowess and nature magic to combat threats on the edge of civilization” & “master of martial combat, skilled with a variety of weapons and armor” (pg. 45, dnd player’s handbook)

you can’t tell me that william miller wouldn’t enjoy the FUCK out of this combo without your pants catching fire

favored terrain: mountain, forest at level 6, and arctic at level 10

fighting style: two-weapon fighting

archetype: beast master. prefers a wolf, hawk, or mule companion but isn’t too picky

less of an emphasis on strength (goliath characters already get +1 to strength & rangers need more dexterity and wisdom anyways); instead, put his higher stat rolls into dex, wisdom, and constitution

you mention dnd early in getting to know will partly to just make conversation (and to snuff out whether he was the kind of guy to look down on the game as a whole). he tells you abt benny and a few of his army friends that played, and that he didn’t consider himself a player bc he hadn’t used his character yet. you called bullshit and, after getting him to play once, discovered that will would make a fabulous dm. his memory? impeccable. session plans? infallible, no matter what the party can improvise. is somehow always able to steer the party in the direction he needs them to go without being forceful. no one has ever heard a “you can certainly try” sound so encouraging yet foreboding at the same time.

frankie: poor man is absolutely clueless. he joins in on the dnd fun bc he saw how excited benny was and figured that it would be better than sitting at home by himself watching western reruns. ends up being inspired by said westerns (namely “the rifleman”) when creating his character and is crossing his fingers the entire time hoping that no one calls him on the similarities. despite the emphasis placed on charisma, he’s drawn to the paladin class bc of their self-chosen holy quest and the desire to vanquish evil (trauma 🥺). is learning how spells work as he goes and is frequently apologizing for holding up the session bc of this.

details abt frankie’s character:

half-elf paladin male

neutral good alignment

worships helm, god of protection (forgotten realms)

strength & charisma highest stats

protection fighting style

takes the oath of vengeance — “a solemn commitment to punish those who have committed a grevious sin” (phb, pg. 87). the character’s own purity is inferior to serving the justice they believe is required. to me, this just SCREAMS frankie

with the guidance of helm, his character became the sole caretaker to a child whose village was slaughtered by his character’s sworn enemy. strives to defeat said sworn enemy both in the name of his adopted son’s lost family & simply bc helm was like “dude you gotta stop this guy” shortly before frankie’s character found the child

has a bunch of healing & defense spells instead of combat spells bc why would he need combat spells if he can just fuck someone up with a weapon of choice?

santiago: like frankie, santi was absolutely clueless. but unlike frankie, he did a fuck ton of research during the days leading to the first night of the campaign. he he showed up after actually having done research with a well-rounded character with fitting stats and an intriguing backstory. does what a lot of men can’t and won’t by giving the party a female that is a genuine badass and respected for her badassery instead of being talked down to simply bc she’s a female. enjoys putting feline tendencies into his rp and the guys make cat jokes a lot.

details abt santiago’s character:

female tabaxi monk, way of the open hand

chaotic neutral alignment

was raised in the monastery and became a teacher in the ways for a short time. left the monastery after her curiosity revealed corruption within the ranks & was only allowed to leave freely under the condition of not telling anyone what she found

she was called back to teach when a sickness took down a lot of the elders and despite the reluctance, when she learned her mentor was sick, she went back. taught until his death and is in search of a medicine to save the monastery

her curiosity is fueled by her passion to learn everything she can. sometimes this gets her into some shenanigans but nothing too bad

triple frontier taglist: @pedropasscals @max--phillips @likeshootingstarsinthenightsky @obirain @themarcusmoreno @catsnkooks @battletales @darthadeline @jedi-mando @book-of-anarchy @andysficrecs @purelypascal @whovianwar @lv7867 @kaermorons @princess76179 @greeneyedblondie44

#triple frontier imagine #triple frontier hc #triple frontier #frankie morales #will miller #william ironhead miller #benny miller #santiago garcia #santiago pope garcia #francisco catfish morales #dungeons and dragons #jay plays dnd #dnd

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lovely-necromancy · 3 years

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A Cure for Insomnia CH.5

A scream shocks you out of your fuzzy thoughts. You look around and notice Connor sitting alert and looking like he wants to run down the hallway this very instant.

“Connor?” the head snaps to you immediately and before you can even question his presence in your home he jumps up and barks then walks in circles near the door.

Great a dog who has no sense of horror movie tropes. Since the scream did come from inside your house you should go find the person who made it and see what's wrong. Also maybe get clarification on why they're in your home. You aren't dead and are still in the same clothes so you figure you're alright around them. You follow Connor to where Toby is, in your kitchen staring out the window standing at a very odd angle. Like he caught himself before he fell backwards but hadn't bothered to get up.

“What's up....oh.” is all you can say as you see Chonk's head whip towards you and Connor before he books it for the tree line. Damn that fat raccoon can run fast, good to know if he ever wants to chase you down in the future. Which he might if you don't leave his slice of pizza out today.

“'oh' 'oh', that's all yo-you've got to say about a giant fuck-ing ra-mrrow- raccoon!?!” maybe thinking this guy was composed and unphased was a misconception, if seeing Chonk has put his world views in question.

“I mean he probably just eats a lot of pizza.” to put it simply you never gave much thought to the fat little trash thief, he was just fat and he existed. Visiting your home for the slice he deemed his every other week. Probably had other homes in Kepler he terrorized for the same reasons. God knows Leo would never put up with a raccoon trashing his store for his pizza. Or even his home for that matter.

“He's nearly half the size of Connor!” looking down towards Connor you tilt your head.

“Are we talking about with his legs or just his torso?” you could maybe see the size comparison with the dog's body but with his height it was a different matter all together.

Toby rolls his eyes before going and sitting down at the small breakfast table where he seemed to have found your fidget cube and had been well fidgeting with it. You take the seat opposite of him, it's weird having a guest over especially when you didn't invite them in. Well now that removes the chances of him being a vampire you suppose.

Perfect not a kidnapper, nor a vampire, and he's helped you out twice now. The two of you might well be on your way to becoming best friends. That is if he could get past this episode of yours.

“I still don't know what happened last night, but I'm done with the freak out.” you say as you idly pet Connor.

“...What?” he's squinting at you trying to get a read on how anyone bounces back from something like that so calmly in a matter of hours. Especially when he'd been checking up on you and Connor only to see you still staring off into space.

“Oh, uh... I have Autism. Isn't good for much but helps me rationalize events quicker and move past emotional and mental breakdowns pretty quick too.”

“Is that an Autism thing?” you shrug at his question as he jerks his shoulders forwards a few times.

“Probably more of a me thing, but I've read the trait tends to be more common in those of us who are neurodivergent.”

You hear a murmur of telling someone later later. Filing that away to take note of another day you stare at Toby who in turn stares back. This goes on for a bit, you couldn't even classify it as a staring contest since you are both still blinking occasionally. You aren't really sure if you should say 'thank you' first and then ask the man what he's doing in your home or wait for him to break the silence. But as you stare at Toby, into his eyes, you get the feeling this man is more of a zombie than anything else. The type to drag along and go at a snails pace rather than get into the messy bits in one go...ironic choice for comparison.

“Thank you for driving me home...but why are you still here?” you hear a huff of laughter?

“You weren't really in a position...” knuckles pop “to be left alone. What if you got back into your car again?” his eyes cut and there's a bit of bite to his words...it wasn't directed towards you, you can feel that much.

“Fair enough.” you glance at the stove and see the clock shine a little before six. “Would you like some breakfast” his neck snaps to the left triggering your own to snap as well, “or a ride home?” you finish asking.

“Can you make something for Connor too? Don't trust you behind the wheel yet.”

“Oh sure! What does he normally eat?” Perking up at the thought of the dog being off duty, that means actual pets!

“He-mrrow- normally gets oatmeal with some fruit or veg and anything raw I can find.” He finishes with a whistle for Connor's attention, and then a pointed finger flipping down in front of him. The dog trots over and sits down, while Toby takes off the vest you look through your cupboards to find the rolled oats you'd gotten as incentive to eat in the mornings before realizing you only liked them on certain days.

“So what does Tobias normally eat?” you call out as you look for some honey you know you threw in the cupboards.

“Anything really. I don't do slimy textures or anything watery.”

“Watery? Like soups?” Found a can of pumpkin, it's still in date too, perfect.

“Watery like...when you put too much water in oatmeal.” He nods when you silently show him the can of pumpkin asking if that'd be fine for his boy, who is sitting down drooling from his smiling face as Toby tussles his ears.

“Ahhh, thin watery got it.” You hear movement and a few grunts from Toby as you assume he tics, trying to ignore them so they won't trigger your own you look through the fridge. You suddenly take a deep breath, while looking for a meat in your fridge, and let out a shrill trill. Kinda sounds like a Togepi's cry from the cartoon. Shaking your head your eyes catch the eggs and turkey sausages you have.

“Will turkey sausage and eggs work for you two?”

“Never had turkey sausage but it should be fine.” he's leaning forward resting his head in his arms on the table as Connor lays by his bouncing feet.

You set the eye to medium heat and put the sausages on first, leaving three out for Connor. He is a big dog after all. You turned your focus on preparing Connor's oatmeal while the sausages cooked. It was kinda nice having company over even though the circumstances weren't the best. Your neck jerks to the side three times before pulling back. There's more on the way your neck didn't crack and your body doesn't let up until it does.

“So what disorder do you have?” You turn to give Toby a confused look you hope he can read through your mask.

“...I have a few..you want the list?”

“No, the tics. Lower level Tourettes or what?”

“Oh, they stem from my” head jerking twice to the side before cracking “there we go.” “Sorry, they stem from my Autism, at least that's the best I can gather without seeing a specialist. Virginia doctors suck big time.”

“Tell me about it.” that perks you right up, you knew you caught a transatlantic accent, it's pretty much the lack of an accent that gives Virginians away so easily. You already have two guesses on where Toby came from.

“I knew it, you're from Halifax aren't you?!” Since you've turned around to face him you see the exact moment his face drops. Eyes shocked wide open.

“How...did”

“Oh it's easy once you know what to listen for, in fact it was the total lack of any distinguishing accent or use of slang that gave you a way. A lot of people don't notice what they take from their communities linguistically speaking. And for us Virginians it's what we don't take. It's such a bland neutral midpoint it's why it had been so coveted during the radio era and while we might've lost the in-fluctuations as time went by, no longer needing them for our voices to be heard over various frequencies....am I talking too much you can tell me to shut up, really you won't hurt my feelings.” you give Toby a minute to process everything you've just said.

“Special interest?”

“mmm, more a...an interesting factoid.” you hope he registers your smile, hell you hope he doesn't think you're weird. You know how much you can be sometimes, especially when you info dump or overshare information. He manages to nod along with you before finding his voice again.

“Lemme guess NOVA?”

“Pfft, seriously.” you really need him to at least register the disgust on your face if he hasn't been able to read you before, “Listen the Beach isn't much better but I'd probably off myself if I was from NOVA.”

“A public service really.”

You both stare at each other before breaking into a fit of laughter. It's nothing huge but it does seem to put Toby more at ease you noticed. In the time it took you to make breakfast for all three of you you've found out a little bit more about Toby.

He's uncomfortable talking about his hometown, at least you assume, so instead he mentions that he recently came to town with his friends, Brian and Tim. Talks mostly about Connor and you learn he's to help alert Toby of his Tourettes when driving and he can even detect seizures with Brian. That's amazing, service dogs have sure come a long way! And you love hearing what a silly puppy Connor is off duty, it makes you smile. Toby in turn asks about you, and you are such a well of stories. You tell him about your family back on the coast, about your recent move to Kepler, give him a little info on Kepler to help him adjust to his stay, and even get on the topic of your extensive work with animals.

“Sounds like you were working towards being a trainer, why didn't you?”

Making a sound that sort of sounds like a jumbled 'I dunno', “Sort of don't like people that much. Dogs are fine, less complex and less likely to complain when you do something in a different way. But a trainer doesn't train the dog, they train the people.” You're placing Connor's food in front of him as he sits patiently.

It's quiet for a moment as you place a plate in front of Toby and set yours down as well. Not tense just quiet, it's very calming really. Until Toby ruins it.

“Thanks Connor.”

Like he's a voice actor who is over exaggerating the sound effects of a dog munching away at their bowl. Connor inhales harshly before diving head first into the bowl. The dog is ferociously tearing into his breakfast and you can't help the laughter that spills from you at his enthusiasm. Hands coming up near your face and shaking as you shift from foot to foot. It's a happy stim, cute dogs are of course a trigger, someone can complain later you're happy to see a happy excited pup any day.

Taking your seat and turning your attention to your food, you see Toby hasn't touched his own. He's staring at the plate with a furrowed brow, he glances up to you as you remove your mask. You feel a bit vulnerable to be honest.

“Oh is something wrong? Do you want something else?” He's a guest who's helped you twice now the least you can do is make sure he leaves your home full.

It takes a moment but he gathers his thoughts to explain, “I have a scar...it's pretty bad.” he looks away from you.

You tilt your head not quiet understanding what he means, “Cool story, do you want me to look away?”

He stalls at this, you just keep throwing him for a loop since you met the other day. While he thinks on it you scoop some of your eggs on your spoon and into your mouth. Perfect texture and prefect flavor, today will be good.

Toby seems to have made his decision and without any show he takes his mask off to begin eating. You can see the scar he was talking about, and while the currently red and bleeding'?!' scar on the left corner of his mouth was bad it wasn't much compared to the gaping hole further up that side on his cheek. You can clearly see the even whiter, how this boy is so pale is beyond you, skin around the edges suggesting the wound was older and had started to heal at some point. But you could see most of the teeth on the left side of his mouth. You've never seen these teeth while they were still in the head. A skull or 3D model yea. But never a living breathing person's head. It's fascinating really, you hadn't even noticed that you finished your breakfast as you watched him eat, you were so enthralled.

“You know your lip's bleeding right?” eyes never leaving the boy's teeth as you see them grind down the eggs into the tiniest particles. Neat!

“Rwhatf?” the way he can talk with his mouth full without spilling it from the hole is fucking magic and you won't hear another word on it.

He takes a drink of water, again it doesn't spill. Then you notice the slight tilt of his head...oh he's had practice doing this. Impressive honestly.

“That's what you choose to comment on?” his eyes narrow at you're still gawking form.

“I'm sorry I've just never seen those type of teeth still in head, normally muscle and...and skin cover them. So this is really cool to see them in action!” gosh you're so damn weird. By his stupefied expression Toby seems to think so too.

“Plus the wound looks healed but the lips look fresh,” you get up and grab a few paper towels bringing them over to offer to Toby, “Not to mention it's bleeding and you haven't once wiped it.”

He doesn't reply as he takes the napkins from you and dabs at his scarred lip, looking back and seeing blood just as you said. He was right when he thought he'd been biting himself a few hours ago. He'd totally forgotten to check after getting you home.

“Well I don't feel it so I didn't know actually.” he just resumes eating as if this conversation didn't happen.

“Didn't, didn't, didn't” you get stuck in a loop for a bit before breaking out “you didn't feel it? What do you have congenital insensitivity to pain?” you ask incredulously.

“I haven't heard it called that since I got diagnosed.” still eating he looks at you through his long eyelashes.

This dude could not be a real person. You had to have been imagining your dream friend. Everything you learned about Toby was more interesting than the last...at least for you it was.

“Medical history podcasts are interesting.” you shrug, “should I get the first aid kit?” at his shrug you get up and go to your bathroom to retrieve the kit.

Coming back into the kitchen you catch Toby lowering your plates for Connor to lick clean. You don't see a problem with it but you will wash everything twice since the pup has slobbered on nearly everything anyway. When you don't say anything he lets Connor continue before placing the dishes in your sink.

“Such a big help” you say patting Connor's head as you pass him, “Yea I really am” Toby says as he sits back down. Propping his arm up on the table to rest his head on his knuckles, it was such a fluid and casual motion. As if he's sat at this table everyday of his life, like this was his home and you were his guest. Tied in with how comfy he is man spreading at your kitchen table you'd say he made himself at home just fine.

You smile and scoot your chair next to him first aid kit in between you on the table. Toby looks between you and the kit before leaning in closer for you to work. Grabbing the antiseptic cleaning towels you go to wipe Toby's lip when he flinches away. Probably faking to see your reaction.

“Oh, fuck off you have CIPA.” you laugh grabbing his chin to keep him in place. He rolls his eyes “And you're weird.” The vibrations feel weird against your fingers.

“I know.” you continue cleaning the small bite mark? Well he does have CIPA he wouldn't be able to feel the pain if he was gnawing at his lips. Would he be able to taste the metallic tang of his blood or were taste buds effected by the disorder too? You might need to do another deep dive on this, it just became relevant. Maybe an anxious tic, judging from the larger wound it could be possible. Wearing a mask must help to hide it but not not to stop it getting worse if no one can call you out on it.

“That wasn't an insult...” he says making you look up into his eyes as you dry the wound, “I know.” You smile down at him, knowing this time he can see it on your maskless face.

When you finished cleaning his wounded lips, you drove Toby and Connor back to their home. Which turned out to be the RV at the forgotten entrance of the forest. Toby had been a little wary you knew where he was talking about but seemed to shake it off just as quick when you mentioned hiking a lot and using that entrance because it was the closest to you.

He had put Connor's vest back on and hopped in the back with him. You noticed from the review that Connor's full attention was on you.

“This set up let's him focus on the driver, so he'll tell us if something will impede your driving.” Well that explains Brian's position the first time you four met.

Nodding you sync you phone with the car's bluetooth and pass it to Toby with spotify open.

“Rules of the road, passenger picks music.” you say simply when he questioned it.

He quickly clicked your last playlist. Probably either too lazy to find something or trying to get a better read on you. Music says a lot about a person even if not everyone thinks that way. And unfortunately for you this playlist screams mental illness and a need for therapy. But you have folk punk. So who needs therapy when you can just scream cry these lyrics.

Toby doesn't comment on it, either just totally apathetic or maybe he likes it. He's a bit of an enigma, he's open and honest for the most part but saves his opinions unless directly asked.

Even after making it to the RV without incident Toby tries to distract you for a bit and tempt you out of the car with the possibility of playing with Connor. As fun as the idea sounds and as much as you don't want to be rude, you're very tired and drained. Probably more from “hanging out” with Toby this morning than your actual episode last night. Plus you understand Toby's just trying to be nice and maybe ensure your safety.

“Could I maybe rain-check? I'm actually really tired.” you say with your most polite smile, though he can't see it through the mask you know he sees the crinkle of your eyes.

“Sure, just get home safe.” you feel that's less about you, but you aren't sure what the hanging subject is. So cryptic.

“Yup,” you chirp, “See you later Tobias!” as you start to back out back onto the road you hear Toby say “ Later YN.”

Driving off you can't keep the smile off of your face. Toby's a nice guy, you hope you get to spend more time with him. And this time the thought isn't centered around also hanging out with Connor. Just about enjoying Toby's company.

Getting home and locking your door you strip your jeans and flannel, leaving you only in your muscle tee, and curl up in your unkempt sheets. You'll do laundry later, right now was time for a little nap.

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yandere-daze · 4 years

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Heyyo! How's your day been? I came back to your blog and reread all your contents, and then I looked at your icon, then to your username. Then I was like, I have a request idea.. What if Yandere Narancia and s/o had an ice cream chonking contest where whoever finishes it first by chonking? Ok, Imma leave now. I haven't chonked on ice cream for a long time. JUST IGNORE ME!🍦🍦

My day's been good!! Just really really warm over here so I've mostly stayed in my home today

agsiwhah rereading all my content? bro that's such a nice compliment omg😳 It makes me so happy to hear that you like it enough to read it again!!

Also can I just comment on the absolute galaxy-brain you just had there? Absolutely freaking superb!! I had to drop everything I was doing to do this ask avsgga

Yandere! Narancia CHONKING on ice cream with his s/o

okay so for starters I'm gonna do this with the same s/o I did in an earlier ask with Narancia where s/o doesn't really care about his yandere behavior ( I would include the link here but I'm on mobile 😭)

after successfully settling in with Narancia which took approximately 2 minutes, you started to get bored

In an attempt to entertain you, Narancia had gotten you many games you two could play together, which was fun for a while until you discovered what a sore loser he was so you opted to let him win most of the time but because of that playing together with him wasn't all that fun

You had asked him to get you books to read in the hopes that these fictional books could take your mind off of your boredom ( and you know, the whole being-kidnapped-and-having-no-contact-to-any-of-your-friends)

You mentally cheered when he brought you the books with a goofy grin on his face and proudly placed them in front of you

You didn't consider the possibility that your "boyfriend", as he demanded to be called, wasn't able to be quiet for two minutes as he impatiently tapped his foot and looked at you while you were reading

Your 5 minutes of silence were soon interrupted as he started talking to you again, wanting to be the center of your attention as he ripped the book out of your grasp

"Hey! I still wanted to read that, you know!"

"Come on, y/n I'm bored!! Let's do something fun together!!"

sighing you asked him what he wanted to do

he paused for a second, unsure

"Why not go eat some ice cream?" , you offered

" I don't want you to leave me. We're not going to go out!" , looked a bit angry

"Oh come on Narancia, I'm not going to run away!" , you interjected

But he didn't look convinced at all

"Fine. You know what? I'm going to prove to you that I'm worthy to go out to eat ice cream! How about a little competition?"

At this, Narancia raised his eyebrows but looked interested in what you had in mind

"A competition? What are you thinking about?"

You let on a smug grin as you exclaimed : " There's some ice cream left in the freezer right? Let's both get a cone and then have a competition on who can eat their ice cream first! If I win, then we go outside to grab another ice cream at the vendor down the street!"

"You think you can win against me in an eating contest y/n? Well you thought wrong! I'm going to win and once I beat you you have to promise me to never bring up leaving the house again!"

you considered this for a bit but decided to go for it. You didn't really have anything to lose considering that he wasn't letting you go out of the house right now either

"Deal!" , you said ad you shaked his hand as a promise

You then both went to the freezer and grabbed a sizeable serving if ice cream for each if you, making sure that both cones were of equal size

Looking at each other, you counted down to 0 before starting eating

From the corner of your eye you saw Narancia licking his ice cream as fast as he could but with a smirk you took out a bite out of your own ice cream

Narancia's eyes widened in shock as he stared at you in disbelief

Your smirk just widened as you took another large CHONK

realizing that you had way more progress than him, Narancia decided to now do the same strategy as you and took a large bite of his own ice cream

Seeing him change his tactic you upped your game and almost bit of the entire top part peeking out of your cone in one CHONK , the sweet and cold flavor hitting your senses as you took in everything you could

Your move had given you a large lead that your captor wasn't able to diminish in time, no matter how hard he tried after that. By the time he had half of his ice cream gone, you had already long finished yours

" I can't believe it. Are you even human? How were you able to eat your ice cream that fast? ", Narancia looked like a kid who was just told his pet died as he looked at your empty hands , acknowledging his defeat

"Well it's quite simple. You just weren't on the same CHONKING level as me! You have much to learn of you want to get as good as me! So watch and learn when we get to that ice cream parlor you promised me!"

Narancia, crushed by his defeat at the hands of the supreme CHONKER, sadly trailed after them like a lost puppy, for he could not handle the great shame he had brought upon himself and his soulmate

He had a lot to learn if he ever wanted to be on an equal level as the "Destroyer of Ice Cream and the CHONKER of Worlds"

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subbyboymax · 4 years

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I want to ask you all of them 🙈🙈

So why won’t you ask all of them? Huh anon?

Jk I love you whoever you are. As requested:

1. Zodiac sign

Taurus. I don’t really pay much attention to zodiac stuff but I’ve heard from friends that I fit the stereotypes somewhat.

2. Sexual orientation

This is hard because I’m kinda questioning atm, but I would say I like women and identify as NB using male pronouns which I personally feel is accurate to me, but I still am unsure myself what that actually means. I am still figuring myself out.

3. Relationship status

Single and honestly looking. I’ve had one girlfriend in high school and I’ve had romantic interests since but I have such low self confidence that I end up being too nervous to really pursue a relationship.

4. Someone you miss

My friend Rebekah. I miss her a lot. She’s like a sister to me.

5. Person who’s arms you’d like to be in

Hmmmmmmmmm... anyone really...

6. What you find attractive in Men/Women?

Typically I find personality attractive and looks don’t really matter, but usually someone’s smile and eyes draw my attention the most.

7. How tall are you?

5’7 or ~170cm but I wish I was more smol.

8. What you love about yourself?

Already answered

9. What you’re doing tomorrow?

I’m probably going to exercise and play games with my gaming clan.

10. What are your future plans?

My goal is to become an electrician, but I also want to go to various Asian countries and try to improve my Asian cooking by studying the food culture all over east asia.

11. Your last night out in detail?

Oh god I don’t even remember the last time I was out at night... I guess it was last year when I had my heart broken and I went to a really nice bar and spent $200 on alcohol and was GONE. Never again. Ended up being hung over for the first time in my life.

12. Your favorite book?

Hmm... favorite book(s) would have to be the Ranger’s Apprentice series of books. Good story, good characters.

13. All of pets you’ve ever had?

I’ve had so many pets I could make a whole post about them and may do that later.

14. Something that changed your life?

Unfortunately too many things have happened to change my life more than I would like. I still can’t really answer this question fully.

15. Do you remember your last dream?

I was basically playing a game that turned out to be an isekai and I basically had a SMG and had to fight off a dragon. Shit was weird but very vivid. It’s weird because I don’t particularly like guns or dangerous stuff in general.

16. What your last text message says?

“Keep me posted! We should meet up and have a toast to it!” was sent to my friend Renè, who has been my best friend since birth pretty much. Our parents were close while they were pregnant with us and we are practically brothers. He’s getting a house near where I live and we will live in the same state for the first time since we were 8 years old. Obviously we will social distance but we still had to celebrate and see each other to mark the occasion.

17. Do you respect your government and the way your country is run?

Absolutely not. Please vote biden if you live in the US. Even if you hate the idea of voting for biden, he’s better than trump. If hillary had won, she would have been putting her third justice on the supreme court. Biden is the only chance for our freedom and for the freedom of many people. I am terrified of 4 more years of trump.

18. Where you would like to live?

South Florida, where I was born.

19. Your favorite flavor of ice cream?

Depends on my mood, but typically strawberry.

20. Last thing you ate?

Pizza that was left over from last night.

21. Which swear word do you use the most?

Fuck. Like I use it so much it’s stupid.

22. Your plans for summer?

Heh... plans...

23. Any upcoming concerts?

Bruh if only. Like I work as an usher and as a stagehand, so if any concerts were happening at all I would JUMP for joy. And I am CHONK so jumping is not exactly the most comfortable thing to do.

24. Something that you’re proud of?

That I am finally committing to getting therapy for my long list of traumas.

25. Do you still talk to your first crush?

I wish I could, but she’s not part of my life anymore, sadly. She was a good friend.

26. What language do you want to learn?

Japanese, because I really have a strong interest in their history and culture and want to go sightseeing there someday.

27. Where have you lived before?

Ft. Lauderdale, Florida and St. Louis, Missouri.

28. Eye color?

I think it’s green or something but it changes depending on the light because it’s sometimes more silvery idk.

29. Favorite style of clothing?

Traditional Japanese formal wear. It’s always been an interest of mine.

30. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?

All of one minute to throw on an outfit and get socks on. I wish I had an eye for fashion but hopefully if I ever have a partner, they will help me with my style choices a bit lol.

31. Where did you go today?

Nowhere, because pandemic lmao.

32. Where are you right now?

In my room wishing I could have cuddles.

33. How many countries have you visited?

None because money is not exactly a thing we have an abundance of.

34. Something old?

What does this mean? I guess I have my great grandfather’s old stamp collection.

35. Something new?

Hell if I know, I’ve had nothing new in months.

36. Something inherited?

My laptop.

37. Is death more scary than life?

Hell no. Death is easy. Life is scary and overwhelming but it’s worth living the life you have. You only lose out on life by dying before your time. You gain nothing in death, despite it being less scary and uncertain than living is. Keep living to experience everything you can and have no regrets once you do pass on.

38. Experience you’ll never forget?

The time my high school crush complimented my hair in physics class. I get very few compliments and I never feel that attractive so I hardly focus on my appearance but I had brushed my hair that day and the fact she commented on it made me smile very wide.

39. What’s your favorite part about today so far?

Honestly today has sucked and I have been dealing with depression but I am trying to stay positive. Hopefully the answer to this question changes later today!

40. Who is your hero?

My Great-Grandmother. She was part of my life until I was 17 and she taught me that kindness and compassion is the most important trait for a human to have. She was the most amazing woman I have ever met in my life.

41. Are you happy with where you live?

I love this house, but it’s definitely not perfect and I would love to have my own place someday.

42. Do you like your handwriting?

Ew no it looks like alien language. It’s so bad. I can barely read my own writing.

43. What do you wear to bed?

Typically just underwear, or in the winter I will wear a T-shirt and fleecy pants.

44. Tea or coffee?

Tea

45. Chocolate or Vanilla?

Chocolate hands down. It’s such a varied flavor imo.

46. Are you excited for anything?

Being okay someday.

47. How late did you stay up last night and why?

Midnight because sleep is hard.

48. What’s your ringtone?

I’m boring and keep my phone on vibrate so no ringtone.

49. Did you have a dream last night?

Yes, I said it earlier.

50. What keeps you going each day?

Honestly no fucking idea lmao.

51. Picture of yourself?

You’ll have to DM me for that one, friendo. Anons get no face pics!

Also for the other people who sent in asks, I saw them, but I figured I could just use this ask to consolidate and not spam posts. Thank all of you for sending in asks, you are the best <3

#Asks #Thank you anon

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