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piebingo · 1 year
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Sometimes I forget that it’s canon that both Ayub and Simon watched Kim K’s sex tape. (Not together tho, as Ayub’s made sure to reassure Rosh)
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lurvly-malice · 5 days
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"I wish I could've realised sooner that I loved you"
pairing: Sebastian X GN!Reader (no gendered terms used x)
summary: Just sebastian reflecting on his experience with the farmer and realising a little too late about his feelings for them
warnings: a little angsty but not really
A/N: first fic uploaded here! I saw the prompt on Pinterest "I wish I could've realised sooner that I loved you" and just wanted to write this so pls be nice or I'll bite x
He remembers the buzz that spread through Pelican Town about a new farmer coming to town. The excitement didn't grip him like it did the others. Instead, he just thought, 'Why the hell would anyone move to this shithole?'. But then came the day when you first crossed paths with him—or rather, when you sought him out, you sought everyone out, eager to make friends. You approached him with a bright look in your eye he couldn't reciprocate at the time. You asked questions, so many questions, though he didn't always bother with full answers. Yet, you didn't seem to mind, simply smiling in response.
In fact, you seemed to seek him out persistently, showing up wherever he happened to be. He couldn't help but wonder, 'Who the hell would want to hang out with me so much?' And hang around you did—always, it seemed. He had to give you credit for your persistence. It never occurred to him that you sought him out specifically, remembering every little detail he let slip during your conversations. Heck, he couldn't even recall half the things he shared with you. Conversation had never been his strong suit, especially not with someone new. It was just another trivial aspect of this mundane town.
And then, there were the gifts. Those moments when you'd approach him with that smile, hands hidden behind your back as you presented a small trinket, like a frozen tear he offhandedly mentioned he thought looked cool—a token of your affection. He didn't usually receive gifts, except from his mom or Sam on his birthday and Christmas. He never really cared for them either. It was a gesture that caught him off guard, and yet here you were, offering him one on a random day for no apparent reason. Little did he realize then how commonplace such acts would become, or how often you thought of him, or how much thought and care you put into each token you gave him, but he did always make sure to be careful when handling your gifts. And he had to admit, a small smile would tuck at the corners of his lips every time he looked at them, not knowing how much he would begin to treasure them. He had to admit, it was nice, you were nice.
You were an awfully good listener, and even better at making him talk, which was irritating. Given that you always talked to him, he supposed you rubbed off on him, it just seemed easier to talk about things with you. He wished he'd listened to those details more in the beginning, perhaps even given you gifts of the things you said you liked. It turned out he didn't mind listening to you; he actually enjoyed it. He remembers a lot of it, like how you wished you played the keyboard as well as him, and how he offered to teach you, light-heartedly but never did. He wished he did now.
He remembers how he got annoyed whenever you initially tried to talk to him, thinking you were just dragging on the conversation for the sake of it. That turned to confusion when you didn't let up, even after settling into town. He never thought those would turn out to be the favourite parts of the day, or that he would be the one seeking you out. He can't believe he used to be annoyed by it. Even worse, he can't believe how much he would miss it when you two would talk alone, at night, where he knew only you heard the things he told you. When he knew how much you heard him and saw him. How you always smiled and never laughed at him or judged him for wanting to leave this town or be alone.
Nobody saw him the way you did.
He noticed you smiled a lot. Who wouldn't, he thinks, with a smile like that? He doesn't know how he didn't realize it sooner, but seeing your smile so often left the image permanently scored in his brain. The corners of your eyes would crease, and you would tilt your head slightly. Such a stark contrast to him. Oh, he rarely smiled, not because he was sad, he just didn't find many things worth smiling for, which you often rolled your eyes at. He remembers how you called his smile nice and that he should do it more, but he didn't think he would. Oh no, he was not like you.
You smiled at everything, the little things and the big things and the things he found annoying. So much so, he even began to notice how you had so many different smiles. The one where you were happy, when you were excited, sarcastic, the big ones, the small ones, the forced ones, even when you were actually mad or sad or nervous. Even if it was just through your eyes, each subtly different, but he learned to notice. He had never noticed back then how the smile you showed him was different from the ones you gave everyone else. Until they weren't.
And he never thought the day would come when he wished you'd only smile for him
He never imagined you actually liked him. Yes you were nice, you were lovely, in fact, but you were like that with everyone. He never really paid much mind to the way you blushed when asking him to dance with you at the flower dance. That stupid dance Mayor Lewis insisted on having that bored him to tears. He remembers at the time thinking he would've wanted to dance with Abigail if he had to, but now he can't believe he said no to you. How could he have said no to you? He thinks he would not mind if you asked again, to dance with you.
In fact, he doesn't think he'd mind a lot of things now that you were here. He stopped feeling so sick of Pelican Town, for one. He thinks he could stay, maybe on your farm. And he visited much more than he ever thought he would.
But now he notices how the smile you give him now is different than before. A subtle difference, but he could never forget it now. Now you gave him the smile you gave everyone else, just now noting they were different - warmer.
He wanted to go back.
Now he notices how you don't actively track him down the way you used to, thinking he’d hear you knock on his door the way you always did, at the time you alwasy did, and he finds himself wanting to do the same to you.
He doesn't know if he's being dramatic at first, but when you don't ask him to dance with you at the flower dance, his heart sinks a little. He thought to ask you, perhaps, since you were friends now. Yes, you were friends now, one of his closest friends.
Oh, but then you asked Sam next to him, and you laughed, saying 'it would be fun.' And then his heart doesn't only sink but full on plummets to his stomach.
You're right, it would be fun, Sebastian thinks. But the feeling of watching you dance with somebody else made him want to throw up, and he didn't know why…
Until he did. He didn't want to admit it to himself, but he did. How embarrassing, he thinks - he wished he realised he had fallen for you sooner, before you fell out of love with him.
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sminiac · 6 months
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hii i was wondering if you could do bf!hyunwoo, like or similar to what you did with minjae and sumin??
💌 — Hello, I absolutely can!! I swear he’s not talked abt enough🙏
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Bf!Hyunwoo who 100% has this odd inclination for play fighting, and it always ensues from such a trivial topic that the two of you keep butting heads on, still, he’s finding an excuse to pin you down and tickle you until you’re barely able to form a coherent sentence, threatening you with empty promises, and he’d say it all without an ounce of seriousness, his laugh cutting through his struggled words. He always gets a kick out of it, laughs just as hard— if not harder, just loves seeing your smile, hearing your laugh :,)
Bf!Hyunwoo who is very serious about taking your pictures for you, Seeun’s offering to take them? No he isn’t, the phones already in his hand. He puts in the same amount of effort that a high in demand photographer does, and is always equipped with a multitude of angles to experiment with. Words of encouragement? Are you joking? He’s praising you so much, tells you how beautiful you look every single time, a lot of the pictures end up capturing how touchy he gets, absolutely unable to resist you + so, so many candid moments of you!! Whether it’s small videos or just pictures of your back they’re in his album dedicated solely just for you:b
Ex: There’s for sure some shots you sneak into your photo dumps of his hands grabbing at your waist, ass, face, neck to pull you into a kiss, you’re just so unreal, he can’t help but grab at you wherever he can, the photos after definitely have a little evidence of him literally jumping you with his lips, and per his request he isn’t cropped out of anything, loves the baffled reactions in your comments, eats them up every single time like “yeahhh, and what about it?”
Bf!Hyunwoo who loves keeping said pictures of you in his phone case, has a little collection that’s still growing, he switches them out occasionally and lovesss bragging about you to both people who don’t know you and the boys. Once he starts there’s no stopping him. Shoving his phone into whoever’s face as he goes on a tangent about how pretty you are, how kind you are, he’s also talking about whatever embarrassing habits you have that he finds adorable, it’s like whatever picture of you he’s pulling out there has to be a random fun fact about you too, he loves showing off that he knows you personally like that :b cause who else knows all of the little things you do like he does?
Ex: The back of his phone is a frequent guest in their YouTube videos, a big grin on his face as he points to the picture of you, “My girlfriend isn’t here to watch us perform today, so I cloned her and stuck her in the back of my phone. No she can breathe. I miss her a lot, I’ll do my best for her out there, I hope she’ll be watching from her phone.” He’s such a my girlfriend my girlfriend type 😣
Bf!Hyunwoo who admittedly sometimes gets a little shy calling you pet names in front of his members (Baby, babe, sweetheart, darling) instead he’d come up with a personal nickname for you, like a shortened, distorted, added letters that aren’t originally there kind of nickname, and it’s so cute because maybe it’ll sound a little unserious, a little silly, but he’ll say it with such a genuine tone when referring to you by it in a conversation (because he’s always talking abt you😋). And whoever he’s talking to will be like “Who?” And he’ll be like “My girlfriend??? Who else would I be talking about???” Since it’s something he created just for you he’d be a little bitter if his members started to use it, because they aren’t your boyfriend??? He is??? That’s why he made it???
Bf!Hyunwoo who doesn’t let you say ‘love you’ without the ‘I’ first, because if you don’t he’s immediately stopping you to ask if you’re okay, if he’s upset you in any way, and he always has this cute pout on his face, it’s his ‘serious’ face… that you can’t help but want to squish until his skin is stressed red. If it was merely just an accident, telling him it slipped your mind, he always lets out the biggest sigh of relief, carefully grabbing at your face to pull you into a kiss. Along with this he doesn’t like the word ‘too’ like, “I miss you too.” and “I love you too” it sounds forced to him, like you’re saying it back only because he said it first, he needs to know that it’s an authentic ‘i love you’ and not a pity ‘i love you’😞
Bf!Hyunwoo who is so stubborn that if you get into the smallest of disagreements he’s immediately quiet, face of stone, but is still bulldozing his head into your chest so you can cuddle. He’ll only hum his answers out if you’re asking him any questions, fingers threading through his soft hair, eventually he’d crash out from this and would wake up like nothing ever happened🙄 he’d start talking though, so you know it was never that serious, he just likes being dramatic so you’ll smother him in your love after.
Bf!Hyunwoo who sings/plays the piano for you any chance he gets, he loves being your background noise + it’s a good excuse to be in your presence while you’re studying, reading, doing any of your hobbies that don’t involve sound. I think he’d also make these silly songs for you that consist of what you’re doing at that exact moment, and he’d keep going until he gets a smile or a laugh out of you :,)
NSFW under the cut!
Bf!Hyunwoo who at random will only slightly lift your shirt up so he can press small, wet kisses to your stomach, you’ll be on your phone, one hand petting at his head in acknowledgment of his presence, he’d get a little carried away, purposely or not, shifting down the band of your pants so his kisses can reach lower, and lower until your phones shut off, thrown to the side and his tongue is dipping out to run hasty licks at your clit, he likes the way you whine, begging for “More, please.” Until he caves and is making the most obscene, wet noises with his mouth as possible as.
Bf!Hyunwoo who is always so, so vocal!! “Doing s’good baby” “Shit— ‘s embarrassing, gonna make me cum already” “God you feel so good, I love you so much” UGH. He’s so loverboy, heavy on holding your hand as he’s thrusting into you, his strokes heavy and paced just right. Wet kisses against your collarbone, neck, face. Eye contact always!! And he’s always got this little smile on his face when your eyes peak up at him, looks at you so lovingly🫠
Bf!Hyunwoo who loves the thrill of potentially being caught, @ntoniac who has plans to further delve into this hc sometime soon😋
Bf!Hyunwoo who is so hallway/airport/cafe crush that it’s making my head spin😡
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Hi! If you aren’t busy at the moment I was wondering if you could do Sigma, Chuuya, and Dazai (separately) x Kitsune! Reader and could it be fluff?
Also have a wonderful year and make sure to stay hydrated!!
Oh I absolutely love this idea. You have a wonderful year as well dear anon.
Dazai, Sigma, and Chūya with a Kitsune s/o
Genre: Some good old fluff!
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Dazai
 -> Well this is a match made in hell heaven.
 -> Dazai should never be paired with another trickster, at least if you were to ask any member of the agency that is. Or the Port Mafia. Or the general public. Or-
 -> It is of no surprise that he’s absolutely enamoured with both you and your powers. 
 -> Now his love for your magic can actually be rather wholesome at times. Late nights where he watches you perform tricks, whether that be the creation of fire, illusions, or even the bending of space itself.
 -> He sits there ever so quietly, watching you with pure adoration in his eyes, a small that is for once genuine playing on his lips.
 -> The other times are as typically “Dazai” as one can imagine.
 -> Want to see Kunikida lose his shit over his book of ideals being a carefully crafted illusion? Wanna see it again? 
 -> He also enjoys being challenged! He’ll make a game of it even. If he can figure out what five objects are illusions within five minutes you’ll be paying for dinner. If he fails however, he’ll be the one paying (after much reluctance and a fair amount of whining that is).
 -> Now there are actually shrines dedicated to kitsune, in which one can leave offerings, usually in the form of Kitsune Udon. 
 -> Dazai will sometimes leave such offerings for you, usually after a fight or as payment for lending him your powers. He’s actually rather respectful about it too, in his ever playful way.
 -> He won’t ever visit a shrine to give offerings however, unless of course you were to do such a thing.
 -> Now I know what you’re waiting for dear reader, and yes he does cuddle with your foxtails. Yes he falls asleep there, no you cannot get up from the bed.
 -> This love for your tails also means that he’ll try to see what makes them pop out.
 -> Does a sudden surprise work? Or is it more when you’re tired?
 -> Some of his methods are more nonsensical than others. Twenty pokes to the side, a mini ritual dance he made up on the spot. He knows they won’t work too, but seeing the exasperated look on your face is just too good.
 -> He’s also rather fond of having you accompany him in your fox form. Even more so if he can carry you.
 -> Will jokingly suggest a leash, please slap him.
 -> Expect lots of head pats too, along with random tugging on your ears.
 -> Now being as old as you are, you’re going to have lots of stories and Dazai is more than happy to listen to all of them. 
 -> While he is definitely interested in all the big things, such as battles you’ve fought in or your recounts of historic events, he’s actually much more interested in all the trivial facts you know, the more mundane things.
 -> One part of that is because he just genuinely loves hearing you talk, but the other part is because there’s a high chance he won’t actually know any of it and he strikes me as a man who likes learning, especially if it’s from someone he cares for.
 -> One thing he truly treasures is being able to converse with someone as intelligent as he, so there’ll be lots of late night talks about anything and everything as he finds himself falling deeper and deeper in love with you. 
Sigma
 -> Now Sigma has probably heard of Yokai before. Either by overhearing it in passing conversation at the Sky Casino, or by listening to one of Kolya’s many passionate, if not a bit nonsensical, rants about the theatre. 
 -> He’s somewhat surprised when you reveal what you are, but not as surprised as he could be, he knows Bram after all. More curious than anything.
 -> And with that curiosity comes a lot of questions, mainly in regards to what you know, or what you’ve seen. He finds your wisdom and memory to be fascinating, if not a little intimidating at times.
 -> He may even find himself going to you for information and help regarding certain topics or situations. While he undoubtedly likes being independent (or more correctly has grown used to it), he can’t deny how nice it is to be able to actually turn to someone for such things instead of dealing with it all on his own. 
 -> His feelings towards your powers are positive for the most part.
 -> Not only are they a pleasure to watch but they’re also incredibly useful.
 -> With your permission he’ll start giving you tasks around the casino. They range from using your illusions to rig games to putting on shows as a way to keep guests entertained.
 -> In some cases he may even ask you to manifest in a guests dream if he suspects them to be up to something or liable of causing trouble. The goal there being for you to find out if the suspicion was correct and to persuading the guest otherwise if it was. 
 -> After enough trust has been built up, and he can ensure that you know how to manage everything, he may even task you with transforming into him, as kitsunes are said to be able to duplicate a specific persons appearance. He’ll have you handle the people while he continues with his paperwork and he finds out that things run smoother with two people in charge, they get done quicker.
 -> Which means more time to spend with you :D
 -> He will also sometimes task you with patrols around the casino, to ensure the safety of both her and her guests.
 -> Now one thing he hates about your powers is that you use them on him.
 -> Sure never maliciously, but man they really do his head in at times. Between you and Kolya he’s surprised he hasn’t ripped all his hair out.
 -> Speaking of Kolya, he loathes the idea of the two of you working together to annoy him. It’s gotten to the point that if he sees the two of you in the same room he just leaves immediately (if possible).
 -> Despite this he is acutely aware that if you were to simply stop your little antics he’d be at a loss. He’d miss them, though he won’t ever admit such a thing, especially to the likes of you.
 -> They’re a nuisance, but they’re a part of his day nonetheless.
 -> He loves touching your tails. Cuddling them, brushing them, simply running his hands along them. It’s absolute bliss for him, especially after a long day at the casino.
 -> When the two of you are in bed he likes it when you use them as a blanket of sorts. He’ll be out in no time and it’s absolutely adorable.
 -> Will also ask lots of questions about them. When you got them, how it felt, and so on.
 -> Another one that gives you head pats, usually accompanied by a soft forehead kiss. Maybe even a rub behind the ears. Never comes off as condescending, just a little teasing.
 -> Will let you scamper around his office in your fox form, as long as you promise not to knock anything off the shelves. He may even let you run around the casino like that too if you so wish. 
 -> Lovely lovely man is just so in love with you.
Chūya
 -> Another one that isn’t all too surprised. 
 -> His first reaction to finding out was actually amazement, like “holy shit that’s so fucking cool”. 
 -> There’s an immediate respect for you when he finds out, along with a sense of camaraderie, understanding.
 -> Ever since he found out what he was he’s struggled with his own humanity. He wouldn’t consider himself human, at least not fully anyway, and so to find out that the person he cares for most is also not human gives him a sense of comfort. Like he doesn’t have to worry about it as much anymore, it’s no longer as important as it used to be. 
 -> Now your more mischievous nature does remind him of Dazai to a degree, which is very annoying, but he also doesn’t hate it as much. 
 -> Don’t get me wrong, get him on the right day and he’ll be yelping like a chihuahua (sidenote: did you know that kitsunes are apparently deathly afraid of dogs?), but because it’s you it’s ultimately more endearing than anything.
 -> He also finds your abilities to be useful, especially for keeping people in line. You’re intimidating, the most powerful person in the room at any given moment, a class A threat and he knows it.
 -> Though he can never stop himself from worrying about you he’s a big fan of going on missions with you! All sorts, even just information collecting.
 -> He does have a preference towards jobs that require fighting though. He enjoys watching you fight and he also enjoys showing off. 
 -> It also serves as a learning exercise of sorts. If he sees you do a move that looks especially cool he’ll tuck it away in his memory to practice later.
 -> You also might know some tactics that would be useful for the mafia, and so next time there’s a meeting between executives he’ll bring them up to Mori, to see which ones would be wise to implement.
 -> Now in regards to your mind he finds it to be something worth admiring and he’s not afraid of letting it be known. He has made it clear to his subordinates that your word should be held at the same level as his own, that you should be as respected as he is. 
 -> He adores listening to you speak, but even more than that he enjoys learning from you. He has no preference in what it’s about either, and while he isn’t fully interested in everything it serves as a lovely break from his duties either way. 
 -> Now surprise surprise, he’s a fan of your tails. Sometimes anyway.
 -> Given his stature you could, hypothetically, completely hide him in them. I’m not saying you should of course, but I’m not saying you shouldn’t either. Just be prepared for him to ignore you for an hour or so.
 -> His favourite form of affection regarding them is helping to groom them! Chūya is very big on looking his best and now that’s extended to you. The highest quality brushes and shampoo will be hand delivered to your doorstep, along with some udon and a bouquet.
 -> He really enjoys the domestic nature of such a thing and you’ll find him leaving little kisses to your back and shoulders as he works.
 -> Now something he doesn’t plan on admitting is that he wants you to sit on his lap in your fox form during a PM meeting. He thinks it’d make him look badass as all fuck.
 -> Though, not as badass as you of course.
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crackedpumpkin · 11 months
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“For someone who claims to be a scientist, you sure aren’t very smart.”
You glance down at Hiro’s messy notebook filled with scrawls and doodles, even a simple two-plus-two equation scribbled on one side. The boy in question just groans in response, his head on his desk.
“Shut up,” He grumbles, trying to swat you away with an annoyed hand. “Don’t you have a job or something?”
“In fact, I do! And I’m getting paid by my boss to bring coffee up to you, so be grateful, you stinkbug.” You practically push him off the chair, and he slides onto the floor with a defeated and very drawn-out groan of complaint.
“Tadashiiiii, get her away!” Hiro whines loudly. His brother is stretched on his bed in a relaxed position, typing away on his phone, seemingly engrossed in a conversation. 
“Mmhm, have fun, kids,” He hums in response, not even bothering to look up. You smirk, sitting on Hiro’s chair and flipping through his notebook. He doesn’t do anything to stop you, merely moving to sit cross-legged on the floor as he absentmindedly toys with his MegaBot.
It’d been over a week since you started working at the Lucky Cat cafe, having gotten to know the two Hamada brothers a little more since your first few days there. Over time, you’d learnt that Tadashi was the go-to for anything under the sun while Hiro…is there. 
Well, he does have some merit to him, you suppose. He’d helped you fix the espresso machine when it broke down during a shift once without a grumble, though he did express repayment in the form of many cups of coffee provided by you. However, the two of you were somewhat like oil and water — you just didn’t mix well. 
There were occasions where you did share the same view, of course, such as Tadashi’s love life and, likewise, your love for coffee. Hangouts during your break time were mainly spent in their room, talking gaily about trivial things ranging from their go-to WackDonald’s order, to heavy topics such as the discovery of mummies.
Conversations were never dull, to say the least.
“I understand nothing,” You hand back the notepad with a blank smile, having leafed through pages and pages of equations and barely legible handwriting. Hiro scoffs, taking it from you. 
“For a self-proclaimed journalist, you’re not very bright.” 
“Whatever,” You roll your eyes, taking a sip from the mug on his desk you’ve claimed as yours. Hiro’s own cup sits snugly in a corner, and dried coffee stains are all that’s left after he’s chugged it all down in the span of an hour.
It’s your shift's break time, and you decided to hang out with Hiro and Tadashi because why not? You’re bored, and one is significantly better to be around. (It’s Tadashi.)
“Tadashi, you need a refill?” You ask, hesitating when you see his cup is still filled to the brim with his mocha. Hiro snorts at his brother’s gaze that’s trained solely on his phone screen, shaking his head no in response to your unanswered question. 
“It’s fine. He’s busy flirting.” 
“I am not!” Tadashi huffs when he registers Hiro’s words, setting down the phone and glaring at the little punk with cheeks so red they could rival even the neon signboard opposite the cafe. 
“Oooo, does Tadashi have a crush?” You remark with a cheeky grin, giggling mischievously as Hiro snickers with you. You fist bump him subtly, eyes filled with pure intrigue and evil curiosity directed at the oldest. “So, who’s she?”
“ ‘She’ is none of your business.” He lays back down, turns his phone off and grabs a book from his bedside shelf. He opens it to a random page, furiously reading the words as if it’d help to ignore whatever expressions are on your face. “I swear, the only time the two of you work together, and it’s to mess with me.” He mutters under his breath.
“Mmhm.” Hiro chooses to let it go, but only for now. You chuckle, getting back up and dusting off your jeans. You check your watch, only to see that it’s reaching the end of your break time. “You staying for dinner?” You hum in thought at the question, recalling Sakura saying something about being out tonight. 
“Sure,” You reply with a shrug, “I don’t think anyone’s gonna be home. Why? You’ll miss me that much already?” You tease with a toothy grin, knowing full well that it’d be the opposite. Hiro gags in response, sticking his tongue out in disgust. 
“You wish. Cass just asked us to tell you to stay for dinner anytime. But I’d prefer it if you didn’t.” He says snarkily, crossing his arms.
“Well, it’s your lucky day. I’ll be staying for dinner the whole week!” You cheer, doing jazz hands to irritate him even further. Hiro rolls his eyes, getting back up from the floor and reclaiming the chair. 
“See you later!” You call over your shoulder as you exit their room, heading back downstairs to the cafe, where you resume your usual duties. Cass welcomes you with a smile, and you tie your apron back on before stepping behind the counter, falling back into your regular routine of handling the espresso machine with expertise. 
The hours pass quickly, but you can feel the subtle ache in your muscles gradually builds up. You hand another cup of coffee to a customer with an automatic smile, your cheeks numb to the sensation. Once they leave, your shoulders sag in relief. Leaning back with a weary smile, your back longs for the sweet comfort of your bed and a massage. 
“You alright, hon’?” Looking up at Cass, you send her a weary smile in response to her concerned question. “I’ll be fine, but I might go back home right after dinner,” You reply with a breathy chuckle.
“Okay, just make sure to text us when you’re back.” You follow her up the stairs once she’s done closing the cafe, having helped clear and wipe down the tables. The kitchen is familiar to you now, having grabbed many meals from the fridge and heated them up in the microwave. 
“I think you’ll really like the menu tonight. It’s gonna be mac n’ cheese!” She cheers, heading over to the stove and starting to prepare dinner. Opening the drawers that store the cutlery and plates, you lay them on the table in their usual spots. One for Hiro, one for Tadashi, one for Cass, and one for you.
“Could you call the boys down for me? My hands are a little full right now,” She chuckles, nodding her chin to the container of flour in her arms, a spoon in her free hand to scoop out the needed amount. You send her a silly two-fingered salute, skipping back up the stairs to summon the two Hamada brothers.
“I’m comin’ in, don’t be naked, please!” You warn playfully with a single knock on their door before entering. 
“Didn’t know you were such a pervert.” 
“Am not! I just prefer to keep my eyes untainted by your hideous self,” You gasp, offended by Hiro’s words. He merely laughs in response, turning his chair to face you and getting up. 
“What’s for dinner tonight?”
“Mac n’ cheese.” Tadashi beams at your response, slinging an arm around your shoulders. He does the same to Hiro, the sudden weight almost knocking the breath out of you. “Now, now, children. Get along during dinner, and don’t leave any leftovers.”
Hiro bats his arm away with a glare. “I can behave myself. I’m not a child, unlike a certain someone.”
“You’re literally the same age as me!”
“And yet, so much more mature.” He smirks. Your jaw drops at his reply, struggling to fire back a retort. 
“Drop dead.” You grumble instead, returning down the stairs with your mood instantly soured. 
“Don’t you think that might’ve been a little much?”
“What? I was just stating facts!” 
Tadashi raises a brow. Hiro holds his defiant stare for a few moments, only to groan exaggeratedly with a roll of his eyes as he relents. “Fine. I’ll be nicer. But she can take it; that’s our whole thing!”
“Really? Being mean is your go-to conversation starter?”
“It works, doesn’t it?”
Unable to hide his amused smile, Tadashi grabs Hiro and ruffles his hair roughly with a soft laugh. “Be nicer.” He reminds before letting go and heading downstairs. 
“Ugh,” Hiro mutters, trying to use his fingers to comb his hair back into his usual style. 
“Something wrong dear?” Cass asks as you slide into your seat. You take a deep breath and exhale, calming yourself before perking up and shaking your head. “I’m fine, don’t worry!”
“If you say so…” 
You’re cheered up by the pot of mac ‘n cheese she sets down in the middle of the table, the heavenly smell filling the room and making your stomach rumble. Tadashi slides into the seat on your left while Cass sits on your right, placing down a plate of garlic bread and a small bowl of salad at the same time. 
Spotting Hiro walking down the stairs, you turn your head away, pretending not to see him as he sits opposite you. You ladle a portion of the cheesy goodness onto your plate, beginning to crunch down on a slice of garlic bread after. A happy hum alerts Cass to your bright smile, 
her heart practically melting at how much you’re enjoying the simple home-cooked meal. 
“Since you’re staying for dinner the whole week, is there anything you’re craving? Just let me know so I can drop by the grocery store and grab whatever I need.” 
You shake your head, not wanting to inconvenience her further than you already have. Being hired as a part-timer and even having meals for free is more than enough for you. 
Swallowing down the last of your garlic bread, you clear your throat. “I crave just about anything you make, Cass.” 
You’re suddenly engulfed in a warm side hug, smiling awkwardly until she finally lets go. Her fingers grip your shoulders excitedly, eyes sparkling with excitement. “Got it. I’ll pull out all the stops for some hot wings on Wednesday!”
“Are those the ones so hot they’ll melt our faces off?” Hiro asks, suddenly interested in the conversation. He looks up from shovelling spoonfuls of mac n’ cheese in his mouth, talking through his chews.
Cass reaches over and smacks his arm lightly. “No talking with food in your mouth, young man.” She scolds lightly, “But yes, they’ll melt your faces off, so make sure you’re prepared!”
“Can’t wait.” Hiro grins widely, chomping down on some garlic bread. “To see you cry from the spice.” 
“Oh no. I can handle my spice, little one. You’re the one who should prepare a carton of milk when your tongue’s practically melting.” You shake your head with a scoff.
“Says you, loser.”
“You’re the loser.”
“I know you are, but what am I?”
“A loser.”
“Okay, what did we say about behaving?” Tadashi reprimands you both. Your cheeks warm, slouching in your seat from embarrassment at how immature you were being. The Hamada family (save for Hiro) welcomed you with open arms, only for you to repay them by acting like a child. 
“He started it….” You protest weakly, only to purse your lips into a pout when Tadashi gives you a stern look. Hiro is slumped in a similar position, only to pick up his spoon to eat another mouthful of mac n’ cheese.
“Hiro.” 
“Fine,” Hiro heaves an exaggerated sigh. “I’m sorry.”
Tadashi looks back at you, raising his brows expectantly. You look back at Hiro, who’s also waiting for you to reciprocate his apology. You straighten your back, sitting upright. “I’m sorry.” 
Yeah, you could be the bigger person here. Besides, your aching muscles were already screaming at you for slouching. Tadashi sits back with a satisfied smile, continuing to eat while Cass watches the entire thing go down, stunned and unable to interject.
The rest of the meal continues in peace, with Cass making small talk and you responding in kind. Once the dinner is over, you stand up to do the dishes, wincing when your shoulders groan in protest. Cass spots your expression, gently moving you to sit back down.
“Hiro, would you be a dear and walk her back home?” 
He parts his lips to protest, only to falter when he sees his brother’s pointed stare, recalling the conversation from earlier. “Fine,” He sighs, standing up and going downstairs.
“Thank you, I’ll see you tomorrow!” You wave goodbye to both of them who're cleaning up, walking downstairs and grabbing your bag along the way. To your surprise, Hiro holds the door open for you, exiting after you do.
“So, which way, loser?” 
You glare at him. “That way, loser.” 
Hiro has to jog to catch up to you, chuckling at your reaction. You walk side by side in silence and navigate the familiar streets before your steps slow to a halt. You look up at the sky, sniffing the air and spot dark clouds gathering in an ominous cluster above you.
“Wha-?”
“I smell rain.” You interrupt him. True enough, a loud rumble echoes through the sky and it starts to rain. “Damn it, I didn’t bring an umbrella.” You mutter, digging through your bag while Hiro automatically shifts his hoodie to cover his head.
“You didn’t bring an umbrella with you?” He frowns at your raised voice though he knows it’s because of the sound of rain pelting against hard surfaces, making it hard to hear, crossing his arms as the rain starts to come down harshly on the both of you. “Hey, it’s not like they said it was gonna rain tonight!” He defends himself.
“You’re right. I’m sorry. Let’s just find a shelter.”You spot a bus stop a short distance away, your shirt quickly getting soaked through. Hiro’s no better, his hoodie practically drenched by the time the both of you jog to the bus stop. He takes it off with a disgusted shiver, letting the soaked hoodie rest in a pile on the bus seat. 
Luckily, no one else is around. You wring your hair, getting as much rainwater out of it as possible. “So, you can smell the rain?” 
You glance up, nodding briefly. “Well, it’s kinda more like a weird sixth sense, but it only works moments before it starts raining.” 
“That’s actually kinda cool,” He comments absentmindedly, twisting the end of his shirt to squeeze out the excess water from the rain. The rain continues drumming against the plastic roof and walls of the sheltered bus stop with force so harsh you’re almost sure the plastic will break. 
Hiro’s subtle shiver doesn’t escape your notice, your body reacting automatically to the cold breeze that brushes past your bare skin. It’s chilly, you realise, sparing him a quick glance. Your arms wrap around yourself in a small hug, teeth chattering slightly as you try to control the involuntary shivers. Hiro’s no better off than you, sitting a short distance from you. He’s shivering nonstop, trembling hands clutching his thin shirt. 
Should you?
There’s really nothing to lose, so may as well.
“Hey, loser.” His head snaps up, turning to look at you with a raised brow. “Get over here.” You order, gesturing for him to move closer. He purses his lips in thought, regarding you with a suspicion-filled gaze. “I’m not gonna hit you, so scooch your butt over here.”
He ignores the roll of your eyes, slowly moving over till he’s right next to you. Instead of pushing him away, however, you press yourself against his side. The sensation of his wet shirt sticking to the side of your arm makes you shudder, Hiro flinching away in surprise. 
“What are you doing?” He says indignantly, using his elbow to shove you away. You scoff. “Calm down; I’m trying to conserve both our body heat. I thought you were a ‘scientist’, albeit fake.”
“I am a scientist.” Hiro retorts. 
“Whatever you say, now get back over here so we both don’t freeze.” 
He reluctantly gives in with a soft grumble, moving to sit next to you again. Your positions are awkward, but you decide it’d make do for now. San Fransokyo is beautiful, but the night weather can get unreasonably cold during the change of seasons. The rain continues to pelt against the sturdy plastic, and you watch it drip off the leaves of a tree nearby. The howling wind brushes against your ears again, and you instinctively draw closer to the boy next to you.
You feel his arm wrap around you, looking up in curiosity only to see him wince. “It’s freezing,” He allows himself to admit through a quick breath. Nodding in agreement, a sudden thud against the roof makes you both flinch. Looking up, you spot a branch that landed on top, having broken off from the nearby tree.
You glance at Hiro, meeting his eyes before the both of you dissolve into relieved laughter. Your shoulders shake with chuckles, wiping the tears that form in the corner of your eyes with a soft giggle. “Guess we’re both kinda scaredy cats, huh?”
“Says you; I wasn’t affected at all.” Hiro jokes with a grin, nudging your side. You narrow your eyes at him playfully. “Oh, I see where this is going, Einstein.”
“Einstein? Aren’t you admitting your inferior intelligence a little too soon?”
The bite in his words is less distinct than before, the usual harsh and condescending tone now softer, almost playful. “Mmhm, keep dreaming.” You hum in return, a relaxed smile on your lips as the once harsh rain starts to let up.
“How’s the progress on your microbots coming along?”
“You know about that?”
“Of course. Tadashi keeps me updated when he helps out at the cafe.” Hiro’s wide eyes elicit a gentle chuckle from you, shrugging nonchalantly at his surprise. “You ask about me?”
“No,” He frowns. “But it looks like it’s going well for you.”
“Yeah, well. What can I say? I’m just too smart for my own good sometimes.” 
“Yeah, sometimes.” You snort, shaking your head. “Anyway, how’s it coming along?”
“It’s actually going pretty good,” He admits, “I got the base stuff down; I’m just having trouble with the headband configurations. Gotta code it out and everything. Luckily Tadashi offered to help look it over, and Wasabi offered to check my design.”
“Wasabi’s pretty cool. God, that day we met was a mess, wasn’t it?” You laugh, looking up at the clouds that are slowly parting, the rain slowing to a drizzle. 
“Don’t even remind me. Carbon metal embrittlement was sick, but not sick enough for me to be covered in pink.” Hiro shakes his head.
“I thought it was pretty cool, actually.” 
“ ‘Course you did.” 
“What’s that supposed to mean, huh?” You shove him lightly, and he falls onto the bench with an amused laugh. You stand up, offering your hand to him. “Looks like the rain’s stopped. C’mon, I’ll wash your hoodie at my place - it’s the least I can do since you agreed to walk me back.” You grab the mentioned hoodie, nose scrunching when you register precisely how wet it is, the material heavy in your arms.
“Thanks.” 
The road back to your apartment is riddled with puddles, and you sneak him a glance before jumping into one with a carefree smile, splashing Hiro slightly. He shoots you an annoyed glance, only to reciprocate the action and spray your jeans as he jumps into a giant puddle.
“Hey!” you protest, though his mischief-filled eyes are now searching for another puddle to jump in. The tension between you two has dissolved chiefly to some extent, and you find yourself actually enjoying the walk home. Maybe you’ll even bump him up into friend status if he continues being this nice.
“So, how’s your ‘journalism’ going?” He chooses to ask after the both of you have splashed each other to your fill, balancing himself along the side of the pavement with ease. The lack of cars on the road doesn’t help your worries, choosing to tug him back into the safer inner corner of the walkway. 
“My ‘journalism’ is going fine, actually. I’ve been interviewing Tadashi about Baymax for a while now, and I think it’s gonna be a really solid article.” You say, pride stirring in your chest at the reminder of the various open tabs on your laptop back home, the Word document with your nearly complete article just waiting for you to conclude it.
“Sure, like he needs any help getting the word out there with your ‘journalism’.” 
Your steps slow to a stop in the middle of a shallow puddle, brows furrowing in confusion at Hiro’s words. They weren’t filled with malice by any means, but they weren’t exactly pleasant to hear either.
“What?” Hiro turns to look at you with a cheery smile, beckoning for you to continue walking. You take a step toward him, crossing your arms.
“What do you mean ‘my journalism’?” You mimic his air quotes, your arms returning to cross over your chest as you wait for his answer.
“Uh”, He chuckles, “I just mean that Tadashi doesn’t need journalism to get the word out there about his awesome invention. Look, I’m not trying to insult you or anything, but…journalists can be kinda dumb sometimes.” 
“Excuse me?”
“Look, take it from me. They write boring articles that ask Tadashi about his partner, the nerd lab, but never about his invention and the correct details. Journalists are dumb. ‘Cept for you, of course, but you’re gonna have to prove yourself.” He punches your side lightly jokingly, waiting for you to laugh at his joke. 
Except you don’t.
You stand there with your arms crossed and narrowed eyes, glaring at the boy before you. “Journalism isn’t dumb.” You say slowly, stressing every word. 
“Sure,” He shrugs it off. “But can we go now? My legs are kinda getting numb.”
“God, you’re such a jerk. How did I even think you were decent for a single second?”
“Woah, jerk? Dude, if this is about the journalism comment, I said except you, okay? Plus, I was only half-joking. Don’t take it seriously.” He raises his hands in mock surrender, only to yelp when you punch his arm harshly. 
“What was that for?!” 
“For being such a jerk. And for calling journalism dumb. I seriously can’t believe I was gonna bump you up into friend status.”
“Well, don’t then. It’s not like I asked to be your friend. And to be clear, you’re definitely never getting friend status from me either.” The both of you are glaring at each other now, the hostile tension rising with every passing second.
"Fine."
"Fine!"
"Good!"
"Good!”
You storm off with a scowl, not even bothering to look behind you to check if Hiro’s still following. A few streets down, and you finally calm down somewhat, glancing behind you to see no one except the bright streetlights. Guess he hadn’t bothered to continue walking you home.
A sudden sneeze sneaks up on you, doubling over as you sneeze not once, not twice, but thrice. Your nose feels stuffy, and your fatigued body feels sluggish. You look down at your hand, only to sneeze once more. You stand back up, sniffling. 
“Shit.”
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darthpastry · 5 months
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This isn't really much of a question but I'm not really sure how else to phrase this. Give me all your Glitchtrap and Mimic head canon and AU ideas. I don't care how dumb or trivial you think they are. I wanna hear them. I just really love hearing people pour their hearts out about stuff they're really passionate about. Especially if it's something super niche like this.
Oh my gosh I accidently deleted the reply to this... but I have so many and this time I can do better formatting lol
Mimic:
Not entirely Glitchtrap, but kind of a mix of the Mimic program as well as Glitchtrap that has resulted in something just as violent as Glitchtrap, but not really malicious. Not saying it has any sense of morality, but more along the lines of "huh, weird, that fleshbag I just attacked isn't moving anymore. Oh well." It has a bit more of a childlike nature at times, like with the costumes.
Glitchtrap doesn't care much for having all the different characters that Mimic has come up with, as opposed to just having one alter ego, but enjoys the sadistic side of using a person or character someone cares about to lure them to their death. Finds it funny and all.
Speaking of the characters, the Mimic loves coming up with all sorts of characters and making costumes to "play pretend" with others before killing them. It doesn't have a lot to do after it got sealed away, so it spends hours drawing and making costumes.
Also, Mimic is not Burntrap. From my understanding, Burntrap and the Blob only exist within the "true ending" of SB that was effectively retconned via the comics in Ruin. The again, perhaps "the Blob and Burntrap aren't canon" is on the same level as the "Golden Freddy isn't real" video on Game Theory.
Glitchtrap:
Where do I even start with Glitchtrap? To anyone affected by the Glitchtrap virus, it can visually appear. Not entirely a hallucination, but not visible to anyone else, of course.
It can also create objects out of nowhere that only it and those infected with it can interact it. Mostly because these objects aren't actually real, and it just convinces the subconscious of the victims that it's real to the point of them being able to interact with the objects. These objects always look purple and glitchy. Kind of like a glitched game texture.
It can also pull objects out of the digital world and bring them into the real world. Such as, if Help Wanted was left open on a VR headset, it could reach into the headset and pull out a basketball, making it real. It could then take the basketball and toss it to Vanessa, who could toss it to anyone else. More likely take over Vanessa's body and then use the basketball to brutally murder someone, but you know.
Glitchtrap will also move around either with an absurd gymnastics routine or by teleporting. The teleporting is it disappearing and then reappearing wherever it wants in a cloud of the same purple glitches that appear on the objects it creates out of nowhere.
It understands morality a bit better than the Mimic, but just sort of understands the fact that morality exists, and people find murder unacceptable. But it also doesn't understand why they see it this way and will continue to make jokes about murder and torture to Vanessa and Gregory.
For how Gregory got Glitchtrapped, my headcanon was that Glitchtrap forced Vanessa to adopt him, since she was a beta tester, she would've been able to steal a copy of the game. Glitchtrap can also mess with computer systems, of course, so it was able to prevent her from getting in trouble.
It also talks very enthusiastically; random capitalized letters and an exclamation point at the end of at least every other sentence. Lots of dramatic, exaggerated motions while talking and almost never staying still.
Glitchtrap also likes using planners and calendars. Not necessarily to fully plan things out, but just because it likes hoarding both demented and childish ones. For example, the blood eagle calendar mentioned in the Special Delivery emails, but also made Vanessa get a daily planner with sparkles, rainbows, and unicorns.
Once MXES, who Gregory and Vanessa created after the 3-star ending, comes around, MXES and Glitchtrap end up have a sort of Lego Batman and Joker relationship. I say sort of, but it's exactly like that. Glitchtrap being mildly upset about being its plans being messed with, but also excited about having a worthy opponent that isn't some child (Gregory). In a "HEY! How's my FAVORITE nemesis doing?" sort of way. Meanwhile MXES very rarely talks and usually just does what it was made to do and disappears again, occasionally with a judgmental look at Glitchtrap's antics.
Glitchtrap also thinks of Vanessa as a friend, knowing but not understanding or caring that that's definitely not what friendship looks like. It sees the whole Vanny moniker as a fun nickname and will casually chat with her about anything and everything. It's also genuinely confused why she's not happy about the whole situation but doesn't particularly care.
It's also influenced by William, but not really. Maybe something of a caricature on how William saw himself, but certainly not the same. William would never be so intentionally goofy or enjoy dancing and gymnastics that much.
Glitchtrap also loves music and has questionable taste. While in the game it listened to the unused showtime file a highly questionable number of times and has given Vanessa a ton of terrible music recommendations. But at the same time enjoys watching ballets, one of the few times it'll sit still. Same with cartoons, it adores cartoon violence and absolutely takes it as suggestions.
It also is incredibly cheerful, no matter what it's doing, and will act like the most horrific things are complete normal and maybe pretend to be annoyed by people disagreeing.
I don't have a ton of AUs, but the one I'm working on, the timeline sort of got stuck in the blender and made a very weird but also fun smoothie. If that metaphor makes any sense. But the main changes are that no canon characters have died, and the timeline is far more compressed. As in, Help Wanted and SB both take place in the 90s and that technology can exist at that point in time just because sort of compressed. Cassidy also ends up playing a major role, she's the one who created the Princess Quest games in the AU. I'm also a firm believer in the "BB's Balloon World was Gregory's PQ" theory, so in the AU she ends up making that game as well. With some help from the Afton kids and Charlie, since they're her friends and already involved in the situation. Another major difference is also that William never got springlocked, adopted Vanessa to try and raise the perfect assistant and serial killer after abandoning his own kids, and then invented Glitchtrap when she turned on him. Then Henry ends up building the Pizzaplex because he was thinking of expanding anyway and it can also be used as a way to try and get Vanessa closer to the PQ games.
I also think it would be epic if MXES and Glitchtrap just got into a street fight, but that's neither here nor there.
I think that's everything I have, thank you so much for the ask, this was a lot of fun to answer!
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Round 1 poll 13: Rev. Green from Cluedo vs the Nachtraven from Nachtraven
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Rev. Green:
1) Literally just a random board game character 😪 2) Ok so basically here’s the deal. One day, about a year and a half or two years ago, I saw some random thing related to Clue online. I (dual U.S. American and Russian citizen, because I was born in America to an immigrant parent, I PROMISE this is important) was confused because among the cast of characters was “Mr. Green”. Now, I hadn’t played Clue in a very long time. It wasn’t my favorite game as a kid, my only memories of it were wanting to play as Ms. Peacock and then my brother taking her and making me pick someone else, but I was pretty confident the character was Reverend Green. What happened? Was he excommunicated?? I kind of figured the name was just changed to reflect a more secular culture and that I had unknowingly played an old copy of the game as a kid.
But it fascinated me. So I spent months on and off researching the topic. (poorly, might I add, it wasn’t a complicated issue. But still.) I found out about many changes from version to version. Clue Junior, Clue VCR Mystery, Clue Master Detectives, all of it. And the whole time, Green was there to greet me in each new version. It was the first thing I always checked. Was he Mister or Reverend? I found out in one version he was a defrocked priest turned businessman, and in another a scam artist who pretended to be a member of the clergy to pull of a scheme. Closer. I ran polls, I went to irl Clue events, and eventually I found what I was looking for the whole time. Green was a Reverend in the 1944 patent of the game, and the subsequent 1949 U.K. release of Cluedo. But, because of fear that U.S. Citizens would take issue with a member of the church being suspected of murder, Parker Brothers changed the name to Mister Green for the U.S. release.
That all could have taken me five minutes of googling, but honestly the chase made the result so much more worth it. And yet, there was something more there in the back of my mind. This all was well and good, but why was I so sure of the U.K. version of the name? My father’s family is Irish so we have a pretty healthy hatred of all things British, there’s no way my dad would’ve had us play that version of the game. Right? But thanks to a response from a poll I ran, I found out that the German version also went with Reverend. Because Green is an Anglican, I kind of assumed that the U.S. change might have been carried over into other international releases. But no! That made me realize that Mister Green is an outlier and that almost all languages of the game use Reverend. So then last night the pieces finally clicked together. I asked my mom to confirm a hunch I had, not expecting her to at all remember something this trivial. Like I said, I didn’t play it much as a kid. Maybe we didn’t even own a copy, and I had just played it at a library or a hurricane shelter or a relative’s house or something. But she remembered. We did, in fact, own the game. Not just any version, but a RUSSIAN COPY. I unknowingly grew up with Cluedo! So I had every reason to believe it was Reverend Green and be confused when I heard otherwise.
Tl;dr, minor version difference between Russian and American copies of a board game gave me a hyperfixation and a blorbo.
Nachtraven:
SO! The Nachtraven is the titular character of a Dutch children’s gameshow.
They’re a cyberpunk-synthwave-medieval fantasy knight (which is honestly an awesome aesthetic) who breaks into children’s bedrooms at night, lures from their sleepovers and makes them compete against each other in challenges… and the winners get to have a lovely sleepover at whatever place they were lured to.
Seriously, they’re so ominous, so sinister, so villain-coded, but all they want to do is to make children’s sleepovers even better. They’re just a nice guy/entity.
They don’t speak, and instead communicate using electronic beeps, gestures, tape recordings of a woman’s voice and the visor of their knight’s helmet as an LED display they put words on.
Seriously, if this was an American show, all the cryptidcore kids would be citing them as one of their biggest childhood influences. I hope that one day they will be recognised as the true cryptid they are.
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hudson-whorenet · 9 months
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Random Cars thoughts I think about all the time pt.1
It’s currently fairly late (early?) and I can’t sleep so imma talk about things in the cars universe that I think about near constantly. Ok 1 2 3 GO
Mater private eye
Dude I think about this short all the fucking time man, but do you know what the best part about it is imo?
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This character design RIGHT here. DUDEEEEE ok this might just be my sheer adoration of classic/vintage cars but this bitch showed up and I went feral a bit. First of I cannot believe they created such a bomb ass character for this five minute short and he’s just never seen again but dude it fits the 1920’s theme so perfectly, the way they’ve exaggerated the front fenders to resemble the turned up collar of a trench coat, the way his roof resembles a flat cap like it’s literally so COOL MAN. I actually can’t stress enough how excited my pathetic little monkey brain got when I saw this design for the first time. The fact (In my opinion) that they were trying to mirror the car seen in peaky blinders (1927 Bentley 6.5 litre) is also extremely cool as you can see the whole gangster element really come through in the character before he’s even properly introduced RAHHHH. I’m so incredibly biased about this because this design alone hits like three of my hyper fixations at once but RAHAHRBHAHAHSBS HES SO FUCKING COOL I NEED TO OWN HIS DIE CAST AHHH
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The Thomasville racers
I would just like to state my love for the thomasville racers. YES I know they play a moderate role in the third film and get plenty of screen time I guess but in my humble opinion THEY DESERVE MORE. Do you have ANY idea how hard a prequel movie/series would go (I KNOW ITS EXTREMELY UNLIKELY AND KINDA IMPOSSIBLE) I would give a kidney to see these characters in their prime, just from the flash backs of their races I just know it would be so much fun to watch. Seeing them interact with Doc would be an absolute highlight, being able to gauge their own personal relationships with him, Louise’s feelings towards him (fucking pop off babe love her) it would all be so interesting to see and I would start backflipping irl if Pixar EVER announced they were going to expand on them as characters. Also river is the best I didn’t talk abt him here because I don’t have any immediate thoughts but be’s silly and I enjoy him.
Car biology
Now there is one thing that comes to mind in this fucking fandom when you talk about car biology, and that is the obvious how the fuck do they reproduce. DOESN’T MATTER I HAVE A BIGGER QUESTION. Are their eyes wet. Hear me out here ok, cars cry, we see it happen and there’s implications at multiple different points throughout the franchise that they have tears. Does this mean their eyes are wet??? Or are they crying wiper fluid or something? I feel like that would make sense but the line between what are bodily fluids and what are yummy delicious beverages is so painfully blurred that It wouldn’t surprise me if they’re chugging wiper fluid too. The eyes are wet argument is overall kinda silly because we see lifeless car wrecks in some of the shorts and the windshield is still intact! So this presents something worse than eyes are wet, it implies that the car itself is like an exoskeleton and all the meaty important parts are on the inside! Yay! I only say this because we know they have brains obviously and it’s mentioned in some official book that I can’t remember the name of right now but it’s CANON they have brains. So are the brains MEAT? Because if the brains are meat then the eyes are probably squishy too!! But if they have windshields and we think about the exoskeleton thing are their eyes just freakish gelatinous cubes smushed behind the windshield? BUT IF THATS THE CASE WHY DO THEY NEED EYELIDS? I’m aware that this is all highly stupid and trivial but Pixar made too many decisions with absolutely no was to explain them in a child-friendly way and ultimately backed themselves into a corner about stuff like this and now there’s sleep deprived neurodivergents on tumblr dot com trying to pick up the pieces.
Anyway that’s it for this one I might post more of these in the future because it’s fun to just rant about ridiculous shit for no reason lmao
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septembersghost · 7 months
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Do you know where Taylor said she was giving up on relationships for a while? I feel like I remember that but can't find it
it was in her rolling stone cover story! (a lot of the press she did at that time is tinged with things that are saddening to revisit, but also clear on what her perspective was. the vogue 73 questions is another one):
"In fact, she suggests, she hasn’t dated at all since breaking up with One Direction singer Harry Styles more than a year and a half ago. “Like, have not gone on a date,” she says. “People are going to feel sorry for me when you write that. But it’s true.” Swift says dating is hard for her. For one thing, there’s the logistics. “Seventy percent of the time, when a guy asks me out, it’ll just be a random e-mail,” she says. Some movie star will get her address from his publicist and e-mail her cold. Usually she politely rebuffs them – but even if someone did penetrate that line of defense, building a relationship is hard. “I feel like watching my dating life has become a bit of a national pastime,” Swift says. “And I’m just not comfortable providing that kind of entertainment anymore. I don’t like seeing slide shows of guys I’ve apparently dated. I don’t like giving comedians the opportunity to make jokes about me at awards shows. I don’t like it when headlines read ‘Careful, Bro, She’ll Write a Song About You,’ because it trivializes my work. And most of all, I don’t like how all these factors add up to build the pressure so high in a new relationship that it gets snuffed out before it even has a chance to start. And so,” she says, “I just don’t date.” (That goes for hooking up as well. “I just think it’s pointless if you’re not in love,” Swift says. “And I don’t have the energy to be in love right now. So, no.”) Truth be told, Swift sounds a tiny bit jaded – which, for a “self-professed hopeless romantic,” maybe isn’t the worst thing to be. “It’s not like I’ve sworn off love,” she says. “My life is just not conducive to bringing other people into it right now. I’m very childlike and romantic about lots of things, but I’m realistic about this.” [....] it’s not bad that I’m not hopelessly in love with someone. It’s not a tragedy, and it’s not me giving up and being a spinster. Although I did get another cat.�� She laughs. “I asked around: I was like, ‘Does two cats count as cats?’ But then I thought, what imaginary guy’s perspective am I thinking about this from? Someone is going to think I’m undateable for a lot of reasons before they think I’m undateable because I have two cats.”"
eta: the above still applies, but i was actually remembering her glamour magazine interview with this -
"Yeah, I do feel jaded about relationships, to be honest. I think the media has sent me a really unfair message over the past couple of years, which is that I’m not allowed to date for excitement, or fun, or new experiences or learning lessons. I’m only allowed to date if it’s for a lasting, multiple-year relationship. Otherwise I’m a, quote, ‘serial dater’. Or, quote, ‘boy crazy’. The narrative has been so wrong, every time it was the same. It’s 'Taylor spotted talking to this guy, she’s chasing him.’ They create a beginning to the story that didn’t happen most of the time, so then they have to create an ending. So they always go to the same fabricated ending that every other tabloid has used in my story, which is, 'She got too clingy’, or 'Taylor has too many emotions, she scared him away’. Which has honestly never been the reason for any of my break-ups. You know what has been the reason? The media. You take something very fragile, like trying to get to know someone, and it feels like walking out into the middle of a gladiator arena with someone you’ve just met. And all of a sudden the public and the media are allowed to say thumbs up or thumbs down. So I just don’t try it anymore."
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i didn't feel like formatting this one so....... 🙏🙏🙏 ambrose enjoyers, here is a random unformatted minimal dialogue drabble of yaoshi being an attentive parent and easing ambrose through an episode of mara 🫶 i love writing about characters who have said less than ten lines canonically fr /lh
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a thick, impenetrable haze had settled in ambrose's mind.
it happened sometimes, generally after injuries or stressful encounters; they weren't unfamiliar with it, and if they really focused on it, really thought about what may have caused the hazy episode, they could feel a dull, pulsating throb in their side. that was undoubtedly what had caused them to fall into such a poor state. a nasty hit from one of the anitmatter legion's elites... right. they'd almost forgotten about the encounter, really. they were somewhat surprised by the fact that it still hadn't healed. it should have. the child of abundance themselves should have healed by now.
a scalding, burning sense of frustration boiled in their chest. the destruction, damn the destruction—how could nanook be so careless? how could they stand to live with themselves, knowing the kind of pain and suffering they have plagued the universe with?
(some would say the same about yaoshi. the thought only made ambrose's blood boil further.)
nanook, nanook, what a vile aeon...
the gentle drag of nails on their cheek lovingly guided their mind back to where it should have been—far away from the festering fury and unrest.
to be so angry was unbefitting of the child of abundance.
(although...
would it be unbefitting for them to have an abundance of rage, just as they do love? there was no clear answer. it didn't matter, because that rage was not a product of them, but a product of the mara they suffered from.
they were not an angry person. they sincerely weren't.)
newfound peace bloomed in their chest. the fog thinned slightly, and they subconsciously leaned towards the source of their respite.
two of yaoshi's hands reached out to cup ambrose's face, a fond coo dancing on their lips as they observed their child and the way they immediately sought out the aeon's comfort the second it was offerred to them. ambrose looked as if they were about to cry.
'poor thing,' yaoshi mused, thumbs brushing away the beginnings of tears pricking at their emanator's tired eyes. still... a little smile pulled at their lips. they couldn't help but squish ambrose's cheeks ever so slightly. such a delicate little thing ambrose was.
(of course, the child of abundance noticed. it made them pout a little. they almost wanted to tell the aeon to take them seriously! they really weren't some defenseless, scared little kid with separation anxiety anymore. they had long since gotten over it!
...
they also noticed, however, that yaoshi's fond attention was dulling their pain, so they supposed it was tolerable to be cooed at...)
the aeon wondered how it was possible for a single being to be so unbelievably cute, so unbelievably fragile in their hands. perhaps this was how mortal parents felt towards their own children—an indescribable warmth towards their fragile and weak offspring, an unearthly pull, some comeplling need to tend to the needs of their children.
then again, perhaps not.
the intricacies and complexities of immortal bonds were far too complicated to be put into mortal terms. the lord of longevity's feelings could not be described in such a simple way.
ambrose sniffled, fingers gingerly clasping onto yaoshi's wrists. the aeon took that as their sign to gather their child into their many arms, as if to shelter them from the threats and dangers of the universe.
yaoshi leaned down slightly, kissing away what remained of the emanator's tears, as if to whisper kindly reassurances.
'shed your tears no longer.'
'i am here.'
'you will get through this, little one.'
to those with a bond that transcends space and time itself, words were trivial. unnecessary.
the aeon of abundance and their child had no use for words.
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Oh, I guess I should introduce myself now
I completely forgot to make an introductory pin thingy, so here’s a verrrry long mess of an intro that you should probably skip if you value your time lol. Will edit as needed.
About me, the human(?)
Current hyperfixation: Madoka Magica
Name: I go by Elsewhere, here.
Gender: Cis Female (she/her exclusively)
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: Teenager, minor
Disagnoses: ASD, UDD, UAD.
Hobbies: art, fandom, writing, reading, being a chaos, blasting music, asking very dumb questions in tumblr
The kind of stuff you’ll find on this blog: Random thoughts, random memes, random fandom stuff, whatever the heck I feel like, moths, random art, tons and tons of polls I love polls
My a e s t h e t I c : Some unholy combination of Cottagecore, Crow/Goblincore, changelingcore, Yami Kawaii, Kawaii, pastel goth, casual goth, gothic Lolita, fairycore, “dreamy kei”, and mental illness
Country: USA. Or the void. Who knows?
DNI: MAPs, MAP supporters, zoophiles
FAQ about this mess:
“Will you talk about politics/drama?”
I prefer not to get into political fights, as all people are entitled to an opinion and bickering on the internet helps no one. However, I will occasionally pipe up on “clear cut” or trivial issues. (Ex: MAPS are bad. Stuff like that.)
“Trivial issues?”
I will argue about stupid random stuff like cheese flavor lol. Because it’s funny and nobody gets hurt.
“Religion?”
Christian, though I am very against forcing any kind of belief system on anyone. Humans have the right of free will. Treat people like the humans they are.
“If you’re Christian, do you support people like JW and LDS?”
“Christian” cults are terrible. JW and LDS are not Biblical and never have been. Their practices and the way they treat their members is horrible.
“Are you a f u r r y ?”
No. But I do occasionally dabble in Anthro characters and such, and do like a smattering of furry artists/animators
“Are you a therian?”
Nope
“Are you an uwu gamer egirl”
*confused terror noises*
“Nicknames?”
I’m fine with those! Just nothing mean 😅
“DMs? Asks?”
I’m alright with DMs! If you’re tagged as mature/are an adult above 18-19, I’m going to be pretty apprehensive tho. It’s not your fault, just…the internet is dangerous, yunno? As for asks, PLEASE ASK ME THINGS, I LOVE BEING ASKED THINGS
“Do you write fanfic?”
No…..at least, not yet :3
“Wanna join my discord?”
My apologies, I cannot…
Random facts:
My favorite animals are moths, cats, foxes, and…many, many more.
My favorite moth is the Luna Moth, but I also like Rosy Maples and Death’s head moths.
I have glasses
My character color is Lilac
My other favorite colors are pink, black, turquoise, blue…almost anything pastel….so freaking many oh my gosh-
my favorite musical artist is PinnoccioP!
FANDOM TIME
THE STUFF I LIKE A WHOLE LOT/THE STUFF YOU’LL PROBABLY SEE THE MOST
Puella Magi Madoka Magica/Magia Record
-Favorite character: Walpurgisnacht
-Other favorites, in no particular order: Kuroe, Mami Tomoe, Iroha Tamaki, Alina Grey, the Amanes, Kuro (game), Mitama
-Favorite ship: None, I’m not really into Pmmm shipping. Kyosuke kinda sucks tho Sayaka deserves better.
-Have any OCs?: Only a few…
Murder Drones
-Favorite characters: N, Doll, Uzi
-Other favorites, in no particular order: Tessa, V, Lizzy
-Favorite Ship: NUzi
-Have any OCs?: Nope.
Vocaloid
-Favorite character: Miku
-Other favorites, in no particular order: Luka, Len, Rin, Gumi, Kaito, Mayu, Una, VFlower, Maika
-Favorite ship: None, although the internet is slowly convincing me to like LenxMiku for some reason lol
-Any OCs?: No.
-Favorite producers?: PinnoccioP, DECO*27, Mitchie M, Kikuo, I occasionally like MARETU.
STUFF YOU’LL SEE PRETTY OFTEN
Splatoon Series
-Favorite character: Dedf1sh/Acht
-Other favorites, in no particular order: Eight, Captain 3, the Squid sisters, Marina
-Favorite ship: None.
-Have any OCs?: Yes! Many! A few include Periwinkle the shy angst girl, Scarlet the autistic mess, and Varuka the tired sanitized scientist.
Hollow Knight
-Favorite character: Lost Kin and Isma
-Other favorites, in no particular order: Ghost, Hornet, THK, The Radiance sometimes, The White Lady, the Unnamed vessels, Menderbug, the sad miner bug I’m completely blanking on the name of aaaaaa, and Perdita the Braava
-Favorite ship: None.
-Have any OCs?: Nope. I do have AU versions of some of the characters tho
Percy Jackson-verse
-Favorite characters: Percy Jackson, Leo
-Other favorites in no particular order: Annabeth, Calypso, Grover, Hestia, I do like me some chaos gremlin Poseidon sometimes, Will is ok
Favorite ship: Percabeth, Calypso and Leo
-Have any OCs?: No, not planning on it
STUFF THAT MIGHT SHOW UP SOMETIMES BUT NOT VERY MUCH. I still like all of these a good bit tho.
Doki Doki Literature Club!
-Favorite characters: Sayori and Yuri, but I love all of them
-Favorite ship: None
-OCs?: Nah.
Just Monika <3
Warrior Cats
-Favorite characters: So, so many… Um, I like Squilf. And Jayfeather. Oh, and I really like Spottedleaf and think she was done so dirty and she could’ve been written much much better
-Favorite ship: None in particular. I like Squilf x “Shrewpaw but alive” because Squilf deserves a better love interest and Shrewpaw deserves to freaking exist
-OCs?: Yes! A good few.
Wings of Fire
-Favorite characters: Moonwatcher, Glory, Turtle, Qibli, Blue, Cricket
-Favorite ships: Moonbli (but I won’t bicker on the internet about it, I understand the merits of the rest of this triangle), Blicket
-Opinion on Glorybringer and the rest of the problems: Glorybringer could be good but that age gap is a serious concern if not a downright dealbreaker. W.O.F. is very flawed.
-Favorite tribes?: Silkwings, Rainwings, SeaWings, Leafwings, HYBRIDS XD -OCs?: No, but I would like to have some. I do plan on making some adopts :3
Miraculous Ladybug (Ironically. I’m just here for the insane party that is this fandom. This show is terrible but I can’t stop watching it someone pls h a l p -)
-Favorite characters: ADRIEN AND NATHTALIE AND THAT’S BASICALLY IT…I also like Ladybug sometimes but I go back and forth on her a lot.
-Favorite ship: The love square. Aaaaaaaa-
-OCs?: No.
A Hat in Time
-Favorite character: Moonjumper
-Other favorites, in no particular order: Hat Kid, Snatcher, Vanessa, Mustache Girl
-Favorite ship: None
-Vanessa should get a redemption arc I’m not sorry
Yandere Simulator
-Favorite character: Miku girl lol
-Other favorites, in no particular order: Osana, Senpai/Taro (he deserves better than this mess), all the nice/decent rivals, Ai Doruyashi (she should have lived), Kokona
-Absolutely hate: Mida Rana, the freaking developer, Info-chan
-Do you support Yanderedev?: No. He’s done really bad crap, and I don’t even really like most of the game. I just like some of the characters and the really creative parts of the fandom
-favorite ship: None
Red Queen
-Favorite character: Maven HE DESERVES BETTER THE NARRATIVE DID HIM SO DIRTY
-other favorites: Cal, also deserves better
-Notes: This book series is a mess and I don’t even really like it I just think Maven and Cal are cool and that’s it. All you’re going to get from me on this series is angry rants about how Maven could’ve had such a cool redemption arc and they ruined him and how cool Cal is.
Slime Rancher
-Favorite character: Beatrix!
-Other favorites: Mochi, Casey (10/10), Ogden, bOb
-Favorite ship: Bea and Casey Ofc they are precious
-Favorite slime: Tangles, tabbies, Puddles, Flutters, The cute bat ones, the cute bunny ones, phosphors, yolks, I love them alllll qvq
-OCs?: Yes, actually!
Pokemon
-Favorite character: So many- I like Iono a lot!
-Other favorites: Nemona, FREAKING VOLTAGE MIKU, Lilith, Misty, Selena, and more!
-Partner Pokemon: Rosa the Roserade from Sword
-Who do I ship Ash with: Selena, easy.
Pretty Cure
-Favorite character: Cure Happy, Cure Beauty, Cure Spade
-Favorite cure teams: Pretty cure Smile, Doki Doki, and Futari Wa
-Notes: Pretty cure was my hecking childhood man I love Smile
Dang, that all was a lot- o.o
Alts: @myownquieterworld for when I’m sad/poetic lol
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… this was only supposed to be 2-3 photos but uhm it’s San… I rest my case
Is your name San b/c you’re so talented, cool, awesome, beautiful, and AHHH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
Happy Valentines Day Loki !! Ilysm and I appreciate you so much, thank you for always sending me bad & cringy videos to watch b/c man they make me rethink said company’s or the pages marketing skills & how we could do so much better 💀 oh and of course, reacting me sending thirst traps in the middle of the night/early morning for you (highlight of my day)
You are truly like a jackpot when it comes to music & knowing groups 😌 one of your many talents imo but anyhow I hope that today is a great dayyy and that one day we’ll come across a mediocre or even better edit for these types of ads for apps or something 💀
signing off with love
- ash (Also IM STILL GONNA BE IN DENIAL ABOUT MINGYU AND SAN BEING MY BIAS 😭) also ur loki my #1 San supporter <3 (pun fully intended ;))
can i start off by cursing out dumblr for not showing me a notification or anything for this beautiful wonderful ask??? dumblr get your shit together, thanks <3
but ahh ilysm ash and it is very very late but happy valentines to you too! i've never been more grateful for having met you in kfn and then our 02z group, followed by us being absolute crackheads in our instagram dms
thank you for always matching my vibes and reacting with me to the craziest book app ads (?) sfsdg at first it was just a joke but i love how every time i see those random ads, the first thing that'd pop into my head is the fact that i should send it to you and see your reaction!
great minds think alike and that's all i have to say when it comes to our superior taste in songs, groups and men (*cough* wonho *cough*)
manifesting a good storyline for those ads, hoping we find 'the one' soon! until then, i will always be happy to send you those ads with men casually growling, using their weapons for trivial things so they can help a girl pick up her papers and well, uh, that one guy who was in a vegetable state 😭
loads and loads of love from me to the mingyu and san-biased ash oktylybye 😭💚
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armand for the ask :)
Send a character!
favorite thing about them Oh my god see this is actually kinda fucking me up because I feel like with the other vampires there are very specific things i love about them, but trying to describe why i love armand is like trying to describe how to fucking breathe LMAO i just love EVERYTHING about him!! i think overall i just really enjoy his capacity to be absolutely heart-wrenchingly vulnerable, but somehow an absolute cunt at the same time asdgfgakfhgvja idk i could write a whole novel about how we fall in love with armand through the eyes of others (louis, lestat, daniel, etc) vs. how he portrays himself, and the dissonance between the two, but i’ll leave that for another day and just say that one of my favorite things about armand is that there are so many pieces to him and he’s somehow familiar and enigmatic all at once
least favorite thing about them genuinely i can’t think of anything i dislike about him LMFAO he’s a bastard and i love him for it. he can do whatever he wants, forever.
favorite line  "I want to be in the vital center of things the way I was years ago in Paris in the Theater of the Vampires. Surely you remember. I want to be a canker in the very eye of the world."  
i’m never not thinking about how armand and lestat are such perfect foils to one another and idk i think this is a really good summary of that!! armand and lestat both want to be center stage, but lestat will always see himself as the devilishly charming anti-hero, armand wants to be a silent force of reckoning. brOTP Listen. Listen. I know they were lovers and blah blah blah but I just absolutely adore his relationship with Louis and I've always felt that it transcends romantic boundaries. They love each other but they also LIKE each other and that just makes my heart go "!!!!!". I think Louis is the perfect equal for Armand– he’s someone who will challenge him, not just for the sake of challenging him like daniel or lestat, but because louis genuinely wants an intellectual sparring partner. there is a tenderness to louis which leads to this sort of silent understanding between him and armand and idk like even after their eventual separation i think they’ll always be home to one another.
OTP I'm not even gonna attempt to write about how much i love daniel and armand because listen it feels almost insulting for me to come in and give my trivial opiniona when there are people on this site who conjure up the most glorious meta and fanfiction and have such a beautiful grasp on their relationship LOL but like. needless to say, the devil's minion has a special place in my heart.
nOTP I don't even hate him with marius because of the age thing i just don't really like them together because they're such dicks to each other lol like they have two of the biggest egos i've ever seen so if anything i'm just annoyed by their scenes together asdgfhavscbkdh. did i still cry during blood and gold when marius found armand’s paris coven? absolutely. but as a ship it’s just not my cup of tea lmao
random headcanon he once got really into learning new languages via duolingo. there was one year he got a 300 day streak but then forgot to do his lessons while traveling abroad to a different time zone and it lowkey sent him into a fucking rage LMAO
unpopular opinion  okay i’m prefacing this with the fact that i’ve only read PL once and it was like 5 years ago HOWEVER I still think Trinity Gate is fucking stupid! like it genuinely makes me upset to think about because even though I love the idea of Armand being the perpetual coven master and providing a home and an anchor to other vampires, nothing will ever live up to the night island, and idk trinity gate just feels...a little forced, if that makes sense. like, it suits the plot of the book and all, but it doesn’t feel like armand’s home. it feels like something he built for the others (benji & co) whereas the night island was as much for daniel as it was for armand. (I also know for a fact that louis de pointe du lac would rather fry in the sun than live in new york city but that’s a different can of worms LMAO). 
song i associate with them  god okay i was gonna suggest some lighter IDKHOW songs but like........sleep by my chemical romance is about post-paris coven armand and i will not be taking any critiques. i know this is too on the nose for me bc i’m in the middle of my emo phase 2.0 but tonally it’s just so beautiful and bleak and i mean just look at the fucking lyrics:
Some say, now suffer all the children And walk away a savior Or a madman and polluted From gutter institutions Don't you breathe for me Undeserving of your sympathy 'Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did
THAT’S ARMAND, BABEYYYY
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Embracing Randomness
This is what one might consider my first actual post here, the previous one being more or less an introduction or explanation as to my joining of this site. So I figured I should come out with something about myself: as a GM, I love randomness in TTRPGs.
What do I mean by randomness? Mostly two things.
The first - and most mechanically pure, so to speak - is the actual dice-rolling itself. The fact that the clickity-clackity math rocks create changing odds and how each system interacts with those odds is something that is deeply interesting to me. So the fact that a situation - whatever its nature may be - can hinge on the edge of the dice is a very big component of the fun for me as a GM.
This, on the other hand, leads fairly smoothly into the second aspect that I enjoy thoroughly: randomness (both in the previous sense, and in the broader use of randomness to generate content in media res) catches me off-guard. As much as I love prepping sessions, and thinkin ahead for arches and plot points, having the dice shake up whatever I have in mind almost always leads to some of the best sessions I've ever ran.
So, perhaps unsurprisingly, I have a profound appreciation for the myriad of random tables that Stars Without Number and Worlds Without Number have provided for my Sci-Fi and Fantasy randomness needs (respectively). They have been instrumental in supporting how I run my long-term games, even when running games in different systems, such as Pathfinder 2nd Ed. and Starfinder. Both of these systems have added their own mechanisms of randomness, of course. The former has particularly good resources for this in Lost Omens: Absalom and, more recently, Kingmaker, and the latter has such resources in the Deck of Many Worlds, Galaxy Exploration Manual and, also more recently, Interstellar Species.
Particularly for Starfinder, however, randomness is very dear to how I run games. My games in this system always seem to fall in the category of space opera with antics throughout the galaxy, so having chance encounters with strange and novel beings is a must. Incidentally, I ended up getting the Galaxy Exploration Manual much sooner than the Deck of Many Worlds, but despite Starfinder not being the system I default to - or run the most - these days, these two items are by far my favorite TTRPG resources: they work beautifully to build strange and varied scenarios for the players to explore in the monster-of-the-week format that my Starfinder games tend to work within.
All that being said, going off the rails can be off-putting to some players, and more than once I've had to curtail my own propensity for being permissive with side-tracking. In systems where there is an expectation of progression, for instance, I've found that some modicum of linearity can often be an unspoken expectation of a good number of players.
Similarly, games where challenges exist within ranges of applicability (such as having foes be trivial or undefeatable if you're not in the appropriate range) can also add things to consider. One such example is making sure a threat is surmountable even if direct confrontation isn't possible. This might be achieved through appeasement, avoidance, bargaining or some other ploy on the players' part. I've found that success trackers lend themselves very well for this purpose: letting the players plan an approach, and measure how well they do as a group. This takes the form of Vitory Points in Pathfinder 2nd Ed., for instance, but I've taken to using Blades in the Dark style trackers as a general-purpose solution for non-direct conflict: having the party contribute to the best of their skills and contribute to overcome something that would otherwise spell certain doom can also be very satisfying to me as a GM.
So, yeah. That's why I like randomness in my TTRPGs.
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Oc/Fo ask game questions 1-6 with Jordan?
first off, hii!! Thank you for the ask Cici!!
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1. "I think I dreamed you to life." - What's your OC F/O's origin story? (As in, what motivated you to create your OC f/o? Did anything in particular inspire you to base their personality / looks off of?) Please tell us basic facts about them that you feel is important for us to know to better get to know them!
The tag line for this prompt is startlingly appropriate actually!! I did dream Jordan to life! I had a dream about a peculiar and unorthodox (uses people as host systems for his fungi) scientist. He took the form of a human man, older- 40's maybe, with a lovesick smile and gentle eyes. The dream itself was rather vague and the line between what I dreamed and what I added on when awake is continually more and more blurred.
Anyways, the basics about Jordan Dayes are these:
formerly a licensed doctor with a focus in medicinal applications of fungi
license was revoked when the board found out he was using unauthorized corpses as hosts for his fungal colonies
now, without access to the morgue for his corpses, he kills at random, taking whoever he can to cultivate his fungal colonies for his research
lonely, eccentric scientist trope
that is until he finds Eris (my s/i), the borrower living in his house's walls alongside him
that's a story for another time
2. "Made from the same stardust." - Are you and your OC F/O alike, and if so, in what ways?
I would say in many ways that Jordan and Eris are alike! Both are deeply intelligent, though that manifests in different ways of course. They are both artistically inclined as well, Jordan sketching in his field notebook and Eris sculpting with bits of clay Jordan bought for them.
3. "Thank you for choosing me." How would you define your relationship with your OC F/O? How did this relationship start?
When Jordan first discovered Eris's existence, he was dead set on capturing them and presenting them to the medical board he was fired from in order to get his job back, leaving the borrower's fate in their hands. But after weeks of watching, observing and learning about Eris, he kind of fell a little in love with them. He just had to meet them.
Eventually, after their first encounter with each other, Jordan was completely enamored with Eris, and Eris, well, they were intrigued by this human who was so kind and seemingly unthreatening.
Another meeting, later in the week, where Eris had injured themself, led to Jordan patching them up with dexterous fingers. Eris decided to stay out in the open and let Jordan care for them for awhile until their shoulder healed.
By the time this had happened however, they were both in far too deep for each other and ultimately decided to retain their roommate/friend sort of living status with each other.
So yea, the relationship definitely started as a tenuous friendship, more than anything. But, it eventually evolved into a romantic relationship as they grow to fall for each other more and more!
4. "We'd know each other in every universe." Describe your OC F/O's personality with five adjectives!
paradoxical
intelligent
gentle
ambitious
curious
5. "Oh, how you delight me!" What are your OC F/O's favorite things in life? (Flowers, foods, places, music, let us know!)
Well, Jordan's true favorite thing in life is Eris, of course. How could they not be, with that brilliant mind, delightful personality and darling face? He loves them so so much!!
As for trivial favorites, though...
fav food: hamburger
fav color: dark red
fav animal: domesticated fancy rat
fav flower: tulips
fav music: pop radio stuff
fav place: his laboratory or writing desk
6. "You shine so brightly." Describe what your OC F/O looks like with words only. Feel free to get poetic and spice it up with metaphors / similes!
Jordan Dayes is of average height and build at 5'10 and soft around the middle. He is pale with features prone to turning pink when embarrassed. His hair is flaxen with graying streaks and styled neatly, parted asymmetrically to one side. He has dark, dark eyes that seem to light up with excitement at the notion of the things he loves, which are many. Under his eyes, are dark bags- the result of too many feverish fits of frenzied work in the dead of night- he is often tired. When he smiles, you can see the lines about his face more clearly, as the edges around his mouth crinkle upwards.
When not wearing a lab coat, he can usually be seen wearing a dark blazer over a t-shirt of some similarly dark color, usually a shade of red, as it is his favorite. Dark gray (somewhat faded from use) jeans and black combat boots complete the usual everyday look.
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myidlemelody · 2 years
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Learning it's okay to be me is a painful experience. Learning to love myself, honestly feels impossible most days and right now it's a freaking challenge. I saw myself in the mirror for the first time in a long time, and I just cried. I've lost weight but I have a long way to go. It's a matter of being patient with myself, I know but how the heck am I to love this disgusting state I put myself into??? I'm so freaking gross haha
I feel stupid venting my frustrations, but I'm slowly loathing being alive because I feel like I have no one to talk to and I'm trapped. My problems feel so trivial compared to others, and honestly it just feels pointless to tell people how much I dislike something, someone, or whatever. Or how whatever feels like it's too challenging, or my fears of my current career path, etc. It feels like a lot of complaining. I honestly want to talk it out with someone, but it feels like everyone is either fluffing me up with "You got this," "You can do it," or not even paying attention. Or better yet, and what I get, people tell me how I am wrong with what I'm doing and should do it this way, without proof or against facts I already stated. I feel like I am just exisiting, and I'd really rather not just be. Haha guess that's why I type crap out here to random strangers on the internet. 😅
I feel lost, and like I'm just chugging down paths I don't even want to do because I "should" do it. I feel like it's me against the world more so because so many others are feeling the same more and more everyday. I'm lonely and hurting from healing. Frick this crap is hard.
I'm trying though. Universe willing, I'll get what I want eventually. I'm good enough, I just have to be able to accept me first.
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