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multifandomenjoyerr · 8 months
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Would it be alright if I requested some Anime Zoro caregiver headcanons? (⁠^⁠^⁠)
⚔️ Roronoa Zoro Agere headcanons ⚔️
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🪶 | of course! Zoro is one of my fictional caregivers so I was gonna do hcs of him eventually ^-^
⚠️ | bug related petname, weapons (swords)
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(◜◡◝ ) ; acts like he doesn't care but he does and it shows by his actions. He doesn't like being labeled as protective or cautious but his actions give it out. Either that being holding your hand when out in public or yelling at someone for making you sad/frustrated/etc.
(◜◡◝ ) ; he naps alot. And what's better than napping? Napping WITH his little one. That's pretty much 60% of his schedule
(◜◡◝ ) ; a strict caregiver. Be in bed at a certain time, gives a short list of things to do around the ship and encourages you to socialize. Of course besides the bedtime schedule he doesn't really force you to do anything you don't want to do. Because let's be honest, he doesn't socialize either.
(◜◡◝ ) ; he says he doesn't care, but then you end up in his arms literally like 98% of the time. He follows you around like a puppy and refuses to leave your side
(◜◡◝ ) ; paranoid when you have to be babysat by anyone that isn't him. He gets irritated and more anxious whenever it's Luffy of all people. Luffy isn't a bad babysitter don't get me wrong. Buuut.. Luffy isn't that responsible. That's mainly why hates the idea of Luffy being your babysitter
(◜◡◝ ) ; him finding out you regressed was an accident that ran smoother than you'd ever guess. Especially from someone like Zoro
(◜◡◝ ) ; he found out you regressed when you accidentally slipped one night. There was a storm and the rain that hit against The Sunny was too loud for comfort. you ran to the closet bedroom you could find. Which happened to be Zoro's and he ended up being your caretaker ever since
(◜◡◝ ) ; biggest babier ever. The moment you start fussing or crying he will immediately scoop you up into his arms. Also somehow the best one to comfort you? He's literally the least inexperienced with kids yet he's the best with them (this includes teenagers as well)
(◜◡◝ ) ; loves training with you when you're little. Mainly because he can have a little fun with it instead of being dead set on trying too hard. No, you won't be allowed with real swords. But, he has a lot of sticks you can try to wack him with.
(◜◡◝ ) ; everytime you hit him with the stick he'll put on a convincing act that he was taking real damage. he loves seeing you get happy at your own victory when you win
(◜◡◝ ) ; he refuses to let you do things that you aren't able to do when regressed. This including cooking, swimming, training and going on missions [and everything in between]. He has to be there with you the whole time. If you get caught doing something you aren't actually able to do he'll say something like "hey hey, you're too little to [insert whatever here]. here. Let me help you."
(◜◡◝ ) ; he calls you his "little grasshopper" (get it because his hair? Lol) Sanji reference—
(◜◡◝ ) ; he adores every petname you call him. That ranges from daddy, dada, mama, etc
(◜◡◝ ) ; now, if he had a little playlist for you the chances of him having it filled with AJR is about a 100%. You can't change my mind
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ferronickel · 2 months
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A bunch of webcomic Ralseis! I've been wanting to do fanart for all of these comics for a while and I've got an upcoming page of my comic that requires a mix of styles/shading, so I thought this would be good practice!
Eldritchrune by @lynxgriffin
Looking Glasses by @ferronickel
The Chara Timeline by @lilybug-02
Reconnecting by @purplebehittindifferent
Twin Runes by @akanemnon
Flat colors under the cut because I think you can see some of the stylistic differences better without shading.
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This or That Gothic Edition Snippet 21- Portrait Gallery
Inspired by my answers for this post by @blackrosesandwhump!  
Whumpee followed Whumper through their mansion, taking in the sight with awe.
“Your home is beautiful, Whumper,” Whumpee said.
“Thank you,” Whumper said warmly, “I had been wanting to invite you for some time, but I still had to finish my portrait gallery.”
As Whumper spoke, they opened a pair of ornate doors to a long hallway. On the walls were several paintings, each more detailed than the last. Whumpee’s heart slowly dropped to their stomach when they noticed what they all had in common.
“Whumper…” they started, “why are all these paintings of me?”
Whumper’s hand came to rest on their shoulder.
“Because you are perfect, my little muse,” Whumper purred in their ear, “and now that I have you, my work can only improve.”
Whumpee opened their mouth to argue, but a sharp pinch in their neck turned their would-be sentence into a pained yelp.
“Forgive me, Whumpee,” Whumper said softly, “but I’ve been preparing for this for too long for you to slip out of my grasp now.”
Whumpee’s breathing came in short and fast. They stumbled out of Whumper’s grip and whirled around to face them.
“You’re not…keeping me…here,” Whumpee said with great effort.
Whumpee tried to run back to the doors, but their knees buckled after two steps. Whumper caught them quite easily.
“Shh,” they soothed, “it’s going to be alright. I promise you, you’ll love it here.”
Whumpee couldn’t find the energy to argue, or even struggle. Their eyes fluttered shut and they drifted off just as Whumper began to carry them out of the gallery.
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simplepotatofarmer · 9 months
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a commission for @kiuda who asked for my take on admin c!dream
The server was humming.
Dream could feel it beneath his feet even through the soles of his boots. Everything was vibrant and alive. The air smelled fresh, clean. It was new and wide open and waiting for them to make it their own. The humming sounded like words, like a greeting, and Dream understood the meaning implicitly.
This was his word, soft and warm and simple, and it was waiting for him.
He stopped and turned, shading his eyes with his hand. George and Sapnap were two dots on the horizon but he could feel their footsteps the same way he could feel his own heart beating.
“George! Sapnap!” He waved an arm as he called out. “Hurry up, idiots!”
The whole world was waiting.
Dream never used to get tired.
There had been a time, in the beginning, when he hadn’t slept. It had been as if the lifeblood of the server was flowing through him. It had been alive and whole and had so Dream had been alive and whole.
But the server was fractured now and he was tired.
He could feel it like he could feel a broken bone.
This was still his world but now it was hard and cold and complicated and he was hard and cold and complicated. He didn’t know which had come first. It weighed on him. All he wanted was it to be the way it had been, at the start.
The sun was shinning and Dream could feel it like a distant memory, like he could still feel the server’s life flowing, even though he was standing in the shadow on the blackstone wall.
Dream shivered and the world shuddered.
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There was a hole in the world.
Dream felt it as if someone had reached their hand into his chest, ribs cracking, and yanked out his insides. He felt it the same way he had felt everything else but deeper somehow; his was his own doing, he had torn the world asunder. His world.
Not that it mattered.
It had stopped hurting some time ago.
He was numb. The tiredness went down to his bones. To bedrock. The obsidian grid beneath his feet ached and all Dream could do was laugh.
This was his world and his plan and maybe it would work.
Maybe it was all a game and he would wake up and be able to start over.
The world was tense, as if it knew what was coming next.
Dream knew what was coming next.
His stage was waiting.
It was time to play.
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The prison was like drowning.
It was like slowly dying.
The obsidian under his bare feet hummed but it spoke a different language and Dream didn’t understand. It made his skin itch. He felt wrong. Like a fish plucked from the ocean and tossed on land. Like a bird whose wings had been severed.
And he was tired.
“You alright there, man?”
Dream was so very tired.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he said, glancing over at Techno.
There was worry deep in the lines of his face.
“You sure?”
Dream snorted.
“I was tortured, Techno,” he snapped. “I’m—I’m in prison.”
Techno scooted a little closer and Dream wanted to move but it felt good to be close to someone. Like there was a breeze wafting from Techno and Dream was gasping for air. Without thinking, he moved closer himself. Techno was a tether and Dream was clinging to any connection he could.
“Yeah, speaking of, how does that work?”
“What?”
“It’s your server, right? Can’t you just… admin your way out of here?” asked Techno, head tilted to the side.
Dream looked away.
“It doesn’t work like that.”
“How does it work?”
It worked like breathing, like blood pumping through veins.
It worked like Dream was a part of this world in a way that was more than anyone else, in a way that meant he felt everything, that the world was living and he was living and he wasn’t sure where one started and the other began.
And that ever since the prison, he had lost that connection. He was tired. He didn’t know when the sun was in the sky anymore just by instinct alone. His skin was pale and his eyes were dull, the obsidian walls closing in around him.
He thought maybe it had started before the prison, back when lands and borders began scarring his world, but his memory was as fuzzy as his connection to his world was now.
“I don’t know. I can’t remember.”
Techno wrapped his cloak around Dream’s shoulders.
“It’s alright, Dream,” he said. “It’s alright.”
The cloak was warm and smelled like pine sap and dog fur and smoke and milk, like the whole world distilled into one piece of red fabric. Dream pulled it around himself and closed his eyes.
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There was still a hole in the world but life was growing inside it, slowly but surely.
There was still a hole inside Dream’s chest.
But the sky was bright and blue overhead and the air was fresh and clean, the smell of sulfur beginning to fade as the horse’s hooves pounded across the ground.
Dream felt that like he felt his heart beating in his chest.
He felt it.
He felt the pains and aches, in his bones and mind and in the world itself. It would take time to heal. Dream wasn’t sure that he ever would, that the world would ever be the same. It was broken and scarred.
But there were trees and sunlight and he could feel it once more.
The world was still alive and he was alive and he could feel it.
There was more to be done.
The server hummed.
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In Restless Dreams trailer gifs
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luimagines · 1 year
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Can I request headcanons of the boys crushing on gn reader who can turn into a cat? And the more they turn into a cat the more they act like a cat. Sleeping,ignoring people, being annoyed at people etc. please and thank you!
Oh! That sounds delightful! Coming right up!
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Headcanons you want and headcanons you shall receive.
Content under the cut!
Wind
He’s confused
How does that work?
But hey! He can make the same noises you can!
That being said he’s going to do as much research as he can on how cats behave and how they tick
He going to know so much
Wind’s going actually treat you like a cat
He’s trying his best, give him a break
Even if that were the case, Wind is also very protective by nature and will fight anyone who tries to wake you up from your mid morning nap
Wind might try to make the argument that he gets to keep you
His island is big enough and there’s lot of trees for you to climb on and avoid people if you wanted to
His home... also has a lot of water.... but that’s ok! Frankly it’s easy to avoid if you don’t go anywhere
The more you begin to act like a cat, the more he’s going to lean into it
Be prepared to have a lot of sounds thrown back at you 
Twilight
Oh dear, literal cats and dogs
It would be harder to get along with each other in the beginning
He would want all of your attention and you would just want to be left alone and nap and not have any social interaction for at least eight hours
With time you both do find a common ground
Naps together are an essential part to the relationship and it’s the best Twilight can say that he’s slept in a really long time
He does try his best to meet you at your level
Literally and figuratively
But will also try his best to annoy you at random intervals because he thinks it’s funny and he has nothing better to do
Aside from saving the world but that can be ignored for a little bit, right?
But when you’re calm and chilling and in your animals forms it is the cutest interactions ever
Wild has so many pictures on his slate and he refuses to delete them
Will also let you ride on his back as long as the claws are in
Rides on Epona are also allowed in cat form- even if he’s willing to sneak a few in while in true form anyway just so he has an excuse to hold you for longer
Warrior
Hello? Cuteness overload??
Sign him up
I’d think he’d be more of a cat person anyway so this is right up his alley
Warrior understands nearly every sentiment mentions
Sleeping? God he wishes he got more of it
Ignoring people? He can only do so much, let him do his paper work in peace... what do you mean he has another meeting to go to?
Being annoyed at people? Can you be his anger translator please? Some of the people he works with are actually idiots
Warrior would love moment where you’d be a cat and are simply curled up against him and asleep
He’d have to stay there- it’s the law- he can’t move now
But also just generally vibing more often than not because you’re the only one he can be next to and get some peace of mind
Wanting to stay in and relax instead of going out become the next big date night
He wants to settle down and live quietly and in peace
If he would have things his way, he’d also be a cat but this is good enough for him
Legend
Now some people are like cats and they get along with other cat people
This is not like that
He may like you a lot, but it’s like two cats that fight over territory
Lots of sass and hisses and maybe a smack of two
It takes the dogs like people to break you both up
That being said, he loves your cat form
You’re so cute, it should it illegal
His heart can’t take it
He probably wouldn’t even notice that you’re avoiding people because he does the exact same thing from time to time
Hissing at people? He still does it... but only when no one is paying attention to him
Flopping over people when they want attention? Do people not do that?
It might be the bunny showing through, but he’s not going realize that your cat like tendencies are connected to your behavior like of his bunny like tendencies
Meaning you might have to tell him and that’s going to be fun
Four
His relationship with cats is a bit... tense to say the least
So his relationship with you would get a bit tense at times as well
It’s not that he dislikes them...
But after getting hunted by them time and time again does put a damper on the impression you can get from felines
He has no problem with you while you’re not a cat
It’s just... while you are one he tells you to keep some distance from the “mice” around the forge and his home
They are friends 
And sure you can handle that quite easily, but scaring them is out of the question
They smell you and get scurry away and Four becomes distraught when he gets wind of it
It’ll come to a head if someone gets hurt but hopefully it won’t come to that, right?
Maybe keep a bit of distance while you’re in cat form
For both your sakes... and for the “mice” of course
Sky
Oh boy- these two will never get up from a nap ever again
The only experience he has anywhere close to cats is with remlits
So to his genuine surprise and delight, kitty cats won’t try to kill him once the sun goes down
But Sky will more or less end up the mediator when you get into your hate people mode
Which is fine by him to be completely honest
It’s like a golden retriever puling away their cat friend by the scruff of their neck before they can get into a fight
Have you seen those videos? I’d say they’re fairly accurate to their dynamic when you’ve spent too much time as a cat
That being said, the whole fiasco is a bit... out of his comfort zone?
Not to say that it weirds him out- let’s be real, after seeing the surface for the first time, Sky is willing to believe and work with literally anything that is thrown at him
But he doesn’t really know anything else to compare it too so he feels a bit lost
Does this mean you’re more animal? You act like it
Are there others like you? Maybe? Has he met anyone else like that?
Sky is a bit intimated by how much he doesn’t know but when has that ever stopped him from diving head first into the unknown?
Hyrule
OH OH OH OH He can change into something small and cute too!
You can go on adventures together!
You can cuddle up together in small spaces where no one will find and disturb you!
He doesn’t care about the ginore people part
He’s so happy about this merely as a concept
Seeing it in person is a whole other thing that he’s 100% willing to put up with any side effects that might come with it
Hyrule might ask to ride your back at some point
Don’t be afraid to say no to him about this 
Because he has wings, why does he need a ride?
Is going to steal you away, cat form or otherwise for naps in the sun
That’s a thing cats need, right? That’s why they sleep all the time? 
Please don’t hunt him in fairy form
Yes, blinking lights and glowing balls sound fun to jump on and chew but it will scare him half to death XD
Time
Oh you are the sweetest little thing he’s ever laid his eyes upon
In retrospect he’s not that different from being cat like himself, huh?
It’s not something he’s familiar with, not is it something he’s thought about too deeply, but without realizing it, he’s working with and around everything that might be thrown as him
It doesn’t even click that it might not be what most people would consider normal behavior
The hissing is new though, he can admit that
He adore your cat form and will lovingly let you sleep on his lap more often than not
Time is going to make sure that you have your space when you need it, happily directing everyone that might be asking for your attention to something else until you feel like you can socialize again
Time is going to try to keep your attention as a human though just so that you don’t change into a cat so often
Don’t get him wrong, he loves it
But he’s also needy for attention and it’s a lot harder talking to a cat that can’t talk back than just talking to you as it is
Time will let you ride on his shoulders while you’re in cat form though!
It’s a shame that he doesn’t also have a hood, he’d let you sleep there too if he had one
Wild
You can be in his hood as he rides around Hyrule!
Which is obviously his first thought
He wouldn’t mind it too much
In fact, I doubt he would even register it
Climb random things? Avoid people? Hiss?
Even if he wouldn’t do those things often, he can’t say that he hasn’t actually done it
So he’s in no position to judge
Maybe you just need a dark corner and some quiet time?
He can work with that
Some days are better than other but he’s also a huge cuddle bug
If you can spend some time just laying down next to him by the fire then he would be one very happy boy
Honestly, he might just need someone like this to calm him down as well
But how does he get close to you without being hissed at as well?
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sammy8d257 · 9 months
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Did you know that in a recent video Alan made with DJ he confirmed that TSC, Green, Yellow, Red and Blue are around the ages of 10 to 12 years old. He also said that they are just really smart children. I really like that they just young kids, makes their mannerisms and child like behavior make more sense.
Hmmm... okay, I want to preface with saying that I'm happy you find joy in headcanoning the Color Gang to be 10 to 12 year olds. I'm glad you like thinking they're kids.
BUT
I've seen a lot of people use that clip of Alan saying they're 10 to 12 year old kids as canon. And like, frankly, I don't see how it can be.
(Goddamn, this is long as hell. Click on the "Keep Reading" if you want to see my entire rant but
TLDR;
It's fine if you see the Color Gang as kids in the range of 10 - 12, more power to you, but I don't see it as canon because it doesn't make sense to me and I personally can't relate to them. So I see them as young adults. )
First off, I honestly don't trust anything Alan has to say when it comes to what is or is not canon to the videos because Alan has said via his Members discord that there isn't any concrete "lore" for the characters and the world aside from a paragraph of personality traits for the Color Gang. While I myself, am not in the Discord, I have a friend who sometimes talks about stuff in there with me. A lot of the things story and lore things he and the team make up as they go. He will just say stuff without really considering previously establish canon.
(Trust me, I know. I've spent so much brainpower trying to connect the stick figure world together in a cohesive manner, its not even funny anymore aldkglsjsgs /lh)
No knock to Alan and his Team though. I understand that AvA/M is an on-going series with SO MANY videos to keep track of. It'd be hard to keep everything inline with lore if you don't have a dedicated keeper of it. But that's the reason why I take anything Alan says outside of the animations themselves, with a grain of salt.
SECONDLY,
Let's break down this "canon" scene shall we?
Actually, lets start a little bit before the scene, so everyone can get some context:
( https://youtu.be/Oz5mDcDK9I4?t=4668 )
The scene is Purple going off with King, to which DJ says:
DJ, voicing over King: Come on son, let's go
DJ, voicing over Purple: Bye guys! I'm gonna go hangout with my adopted dad. I'm 32.
[Alan and DJ laugh]
Alan: Maybe he is.
DJ: That'd be so weird if you find out all the characters are like in their 30s. [more laughs]
Alan: Yeah even though the internet hasn't been around that long.
DJ: Yeah, that's true. How old are they, like since their creation, I guess?
Alan: Huh, good question. ... 14?
DJ: 15? No...
Alan: Probably like 10, 12, 13,
DJ: Yeah, yeah. Which is cool because I feel like they act around then
[Alan laughs]
Alan: Yeah, they're just very smart children.
[END SCENE]
Just reading this, it looks like Alan confirmed that they're 10-13 year olds right?
Yeah if you ONLY look at this and not take into account the joking and non-serious tone both Alan and DJ had throughout this entire conversation. They like joking around and saying things. That's kinda their whole thing during their reacts. Alan is a more dead-pan but he was definitely making a lighthearted joke or comment playing off of the statement of them being 10.
Actually, lets go look at the question leading up to this.
"How old are they, like since their CREATION, I guess?"
Since their creation. AvA 4 is the video where Second and RYGB were first introduced and can serve as their creation date (assuming we're not taking about lore because while AvA 4 is Second's creation date, I'd argue the Stick Fighters were created prior and would in fact be older). AvA 4 premiered in 2014
Which is almost 10 years ago.
There is a high likelihood that both Alan and DJ were using the upload date of AvA 4 as the Color Gang's "creation date".
And if you want to headcanon a stick figure's age is how many years since their creation date, then more power to you.
To me that makes no sense because then that'd mean King is 2 years old. (AvM Parkour released April, 2021) Which is insane. alskdjglsjglsgd
I much prefer the idea that stick figures are created with an age in mind (baring the born stick figures like Purple).
And yeah, maybe Alan "intended" to make the Color Gang 10-13 year olds, but as I stated above, with how joking Alan and DJ were while discussing it plus Alan's whole thing about making things up as they go, I don't really believe it.
ALSO
Not to get too personal, but I just want to address something that's been bothering me with this whole thing.
The idea that because the Color Gang act childish = being children.
Because the sticks are heavily neurodivergent-coded
And as someone who is also neurodivergent, can act childish, see aspects of themself in these sticks, and is an ADULT.
Saying that people who act like this are children??
FUCKING SUCKS
Now I know, DJ, Alan, and probably even yourself Anon, don't mean any harm when you say the sticks act like children so they must be children.
But there is a LONG history of neurodivergent people getting infantilized because they display more "childish" behaviors like stimming or hyperfixating on specific topics.
So for at least me, someone who headcanons the Stick Figures as young adults, this who "age discourse" feels icky to me.
Plus, I personally can't relate to kids because I myself, am an adult. It's easier for me to relate to characters around my age range.
Listen, this rant is getting too long but here's the long and the short of it
There is nothing wrong with headcanoning the sticks as kids if that's what you want to believe that it's canon,
But it just ain't for me.
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decarbry · 1 year
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Is there anything you could say to yabureme to get him seriously distressed immediately?
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butchsophiewalten · 8 months
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Man this is so random but this theory is stuck in my head and I wanna see how other people feel about it because I don't see people talk about it a lot (I have no clue if the link will go through properly since I've never put a link in a ask box)
https://www.tumblr.com/art-w0rm/667910993425350656/theory-time
Oh god not this theory again. I really truly try not to be mean to people for no good reason on this blog, but this theory is literally one of the stupidest fucking things I've ever seen in my entire life. I don't talk about this theory because to me it's like the walten files theory equivalent of that tubby custard mechanically separated chicken post.
Most of the time I genuinely don't even consider it worthy of my time, because it's nonsense, but this is a very nicely worded ask, and I really don't mean to dedicate any of the vitriol I hold towards this theory to You, poor anonymous person, so I will deconstruct it. I will go through the theory point-by-point and deconstruct why I disagree with it.
First up, this:
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Showbear is not a character in The Walten Files anymore. Showbear was fully retconned and is never going to appear in the series again. He was effectively just a cameo of ThunderingStatic's (one of Martin's friends) OC, but when The Walten Files blew up and people started assuming Showbear was Martin's character, Static decided to withdraw his character from the series and focus putting him in other projects.
Martin talked about this on Twitter forever ago, but I wouldn't be able to find that tweet now. But here's a bit from the interview he did with KnowYourMeme back in 2021 where he talks about it:
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Now this:
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This is just stupid to me? Like a complete logical incongruity? I barely even know how describe what is dumb about this because I can't even fathom how anyone draws this conclusion from this information. How is it strange for a man to say 'if my wife isn't home by the time she said she was going to be, let me know, in case something happened.'????? Why would Rosemary be out cheating on her husband with her fucking daughter with her??? If Rosemary was cheating on her husband why would her whole life collapse when he went missing? If Rosemary was cheating on her husband why would she show up at the restaurant every day after he disappeared asking if anyone had seen him and hoping to find him alive??? Why would she make paintings of herself and him together after he disappeared????? What the fuck are you talking about?
Ok now this:
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Whatever. This is maybe the most coherent part of the theory, to me. I definitely agree that Sha evokes a 'wolf in sheep's clothing' sort of aesthetic, but I do remember Martin saying something in a Twitter Q&A at one point about how that wasn't actually intentional, and that Bon was the character he actually meant to seem unusually predatory. I looked for a while and couldn't find a screenshot of that, but I did find this one where he says the thing about Bon:
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So whatever. take that with a grain of salt.
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I don't even know what to say. here. Whatever. sure she was rolling in the hay
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yeah Rosemary is asking if she's still beautiful because she cheated on her husband and not because she was chopped up and stuffed inside a big animatronic sheep. I think this is correct and is the True Deep Lore.of the walten files. I'm sure this doesn't have anything to do with the recurring motif of the double-meaning behind the word Beautiful either.
I don't know why it's weird that the lost lingering spirit of a mother would be calling out to her only living child. I Don't know why that needs additional explanation involving this batshit infidelity conspiracy theory.
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Sha's chest is also ripped out
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So is Banny's, honestly? Just a little less?
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ok now this:
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I guess I can't disprove this except that I think this is dumb. I think this is a really incredibly stupid logical leap to make. Y'know I really meant to go into this levelheadedly and very calmly go through every point and talk about why I think it's Decisively Disagreeable or whatever but I can't. I really can't. I just cannot keep my patience with this sort of thing.
You'd think if there was an infidelity aspect here it would've been lampshaded in some respect, at all, in the old /sophiewalten findjackwalten page text. Where it's literally Sophie talking to Jenny about what she remembers about her family.
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Especially if the idea is that Sophie is meant to have been there. You'd think something like that would have come up here. Not 'she was nice and a good mom until my dad disappeared and her mental health started getting worse'
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“Hey, Dirk,” says Tina, sniggering, “you ever heard of this movie Goncharov?”
Dirk drops a stack of five plates.
“Oh, no,” he says.
(Read on AO3 here)
Tina runs for the nearest broom as Dirk runs for the nearest computer. By the time the plate shards are swept up, Dirk has opened about sixty tabs. “This can’t be happening,” he says, clicking on five more links. “It’s not possible.”
“Mm,” says Tina, “seems around you, just about anything’s possible.”
“But Goncharov,” says Dirk, desperately. “It doesn’t exist.”
“Well, duh,” Tina shrugs. “It’s an internet joke. Crowdsourcing a made-up movie. There’s a pret-ty hot love triangle, too - wanna see?”
“No!” says Dirk, flinging up his hands. “It does exist, it just - it shouldn’t. It can’t, not anymore. I already solved that one.”
Tina stops looking for fanart. “Wait,” she says, “Goncharov is a case?”
“The mind wipe,” Dirk announces, half an hour later, “has failed.”
Tina, Farah, and Todd blink at him. “What mind wipe?” says Todd finally.
“The Goncharov mind wipe,” says Dirk. “It’s wearing off. Oh, I told Thor it wouldn’t last!”
“Thor?” says Farah.
“Wearing off?” says Todd.
“Wait, so there’s real footage of the hot love triangle?” says Tina.
“Focus!” says Dirk. “This is important! Clearly, the repressed memories are already bleeding through - if this spreads, who knows what will happen!”
“Not us,” says Todd, “since you haven’t told us anything about it.”
Dirk glares at him. “It’s very simple,” he says. “Loki, god of mischief, weaseled his way into a theatrical re-release of Martin Scorsese’s most famous mafia movie, in an attempt to spread his mind-controlling message to a wider audience - and also possibly for a chance to star alongside famed actor Robert DeNiro, though I have to say, Loki’s acting chops were nowhere near as professional –”
“Loki is in Goncharov?” says Tina, bouncing up and down. “Who is he? Not Andrey? Oh - Katya?”
“Er,” says Dirk, “frozen… Steve?”
“Ice pick Joe?!” says Tina.
“Wait - back up,” says Farah, getting off the couch and heading for one of the six whiteboards scattered around the agency (Dirk refuses to erase any “essential records,” which includes Mona’s doodles, Farah’s grocery lists, Todd’s drunk-after-midnight song lyrics, and Dirk’s confusing string walls, so in lieu of reuse, they just keep buying more). “Mind-controlling message? About - what, exactly?”
“World domination,” says Dirk. “What else?”
“What, like, make way for our mythological Norse overlords?” says Todd.
“Todd,” says Dirk, “the art of mind control is that of subtle insinuation. The smallest nudge to a person’s most seemingly innocuous impulse might one day bring about Ragnarok itself. The pathways of the human brain are far beyond any of us to begin to fathom.”
Todd exchanges glances with Tina. “So…” he says.
“So “Make way for our mythological Norse overlords” was embedded in the credits, yes,” says Dirk.
Farah pauses halfway through busily scribbling a semi-coherent list of Dirk’s far-from-coherent retelling. “If it’s just the credits,” she says, “couldn’t you replace that segment? Instead of mind-wiping the entire human race?”
“Yeah, who watches the credits, anyway?” says Tina. “Farah, you don’t count, no one else cares about the back-up apprentice costume designer.”
“Yes, that was my suggestion,” says Dirk, “but I was, er, overruled. Thor doesn’t generally go in for half-measures, in my experience.”
“And how extensive is that experience?” says Tina.
“We’re getting off-track,” says Dirk quickly. “The important thing is, the mind-wipe wore off. And if everyone suddenly remembers Goncharov, they’ll also remember the credits. And if they remember the credits…”
“Make way for Loki,” says Todd gloomily.
Everyone stares at the whiteboard.
“Okay,” says Farah, clapping her hands together, “so all we have to do is find Thor, find the mind-wipe technology, debug the mind-wipe technology so it works this time, figure out how to deploy it correctly, and get Thor to mind-wipe the entire human race a second time, before everyone remembers Goncharov and Loki comes back. If he’s not back already.”
Everyone stares at Farah.
The doorbell rings, and then the door bursts open. “DIRK GENTLY!” roars a voice. “Hail and well met!”
“You broke the mind wipe box?” says Dirk, aghast.
Thor squirms on the couch. Thor is the only one on the couch, because he takes up most of the couch. Farah is still by the whiteboard, and Todd and Tina are standing by Dirk, completely failing not to stare.
“I didn’t break it!” Thor protests. “I simply - misplaced it. Onto a chair. Which I then sat on. Which was, honestly, far worse for me than for that box, given all the unpleasantly sharp components.”
Todd shakes his head and wishes Thor didn’t sound so much like Dirk, with a deeper voice and a slightly different accent. It’s hurting his brain. He tries and fails to stop looking at Thor’s bare arms. They take up an unfair amount of his field of view.
“Thor,” says Dirk, putting his hands on his hips, “we’ve talked about this. You must be more careful where you sit.”
“Again,” says Thor, “I did not know that hat was valuable.”
“It was cursed!” Dirk squawks.
“Can everyone focus!” says Farah. “Thor, do you have the box with you?”
Thor shifts slightly and pulls out a mangled cube. It looks like a movie prop that, well, someone has sat on. The translucent blue sides are faded and dusty, and wires are poking out of the middle.
“...Sorry,” says Thor.
Tina squints at the box. “You’re tellin’ me this thing is why I forgot the boat scene?” she says. “I dressed up as the boat scene for Halloween!”
“...You were a boat?” says Todd.
“I was six,” says Tina, “and in retrospect, the homoerotic overtones went way over my head. Cool costume, though.”
Farah, meanwhile, examines the box. “This isn’t too bad,” she says. “It should definitely be fixable. Probably. Almost certainly.”
“If only we still had Patrick’s lab,” Dirk sighs.
Farah’s eyes twitch sideways. “Well…” she says.
The door opens again. “Farah!” yells Lydia. “Have you heard of this movie Goncharov?”
“Of course I can fix it,” says Lydia.
Everyone sits forward on their respective couch, couch armrests, chairs, or, in Dirk’s case, table. “You can?” says Thor.
“Yeah,” Lydia shrugs. “This is all 80s tech - it’s built to last. These transistors are comically huge. If you want, I can swap it out for new stuff - might take a little longer, but it’d be, like, credit card sized.”
“Could you really?” says Dirk. “Is this one of those Boring Law things?”
“Whatever’s fastest,” says Farah, before Dirk can fall down another endless hole of knowledge he’ll forget till his next case. “Lydia, do you have everything you need here?”
“Yeah, it’s all at my bench. Give me a sec.”
Lydia takes off towards the workbench Farah set up two months into Lydia’s Belize stay, and the rest of them sit back to wait. Dirk hums something under his breath. Farah goes back to writing on the whiteboard.
“So,” says Tina to Thor, after a moment of silence, “did you two ever…”
“I’ll order a pizza,” says Todd, shooting up.
Todd barely gets back off the phone before Lydia returns with the repaired device.
“That’s it?” says Tina, frowning at the cube.
“It’s an ancient artifact of my people,” says Thor.
“Which you sat on,” says Dirk.
“Something I learned from my dad,” says Lydia, “is that sometimes the smallest things cause the most problems. Even when the tech is ancient. Maybe especially then.”
She sets the cube on the table and taps something on the side. A blue glow creeps up the sides. The cube begins to pulse faintly, seeming to draw space in around it. It’s mesmerizing, in an unsettling sort of way.
“...Yeah, I hate that,” says Tina.
Dirk shudders. “Thor, can you…” he says.
Thor places one large hand over the cube, cutting off the hypnotic light. “I shall need a higher vantage point,” he says. “Wait for my signal.” He’s out the door before anyone can say anything else, to possibly everyone’s relief. A second later, there’s a flash of lightning, and a resounding boom of thunder, and everyone jumps as though they’ve been shocked.
“Well!” says Dirk, shaking himself and standing up. “That was… a thing.”
“Wait - that’s it?” says Todd. “We met Thor, and now he’s just… gone?”
“Yes, that’s how he generally operates,” says Dirk over his shoulder. “It’s part of the reason we… well.”
“Part of the reason you what?” says Tina.
“Popcorn, anyone?” says Dirk.
“Popcorn?” says Farah. “Why?”
“Why, for the movie, of course,” says Dirk, then pauses. “Er. I think.”
“No, there was a movie,” says Todd. “Wasn’t there? Something about - um - shit.”
Tina props her legs up on the table. “Hey, Far,” she says, “what’s up with your handwriting today? That whiteboard’s a mess.”
Farah looks at the whiteboard, where a whole square of notes has gotten completely smudged. “...Huh,” she says. “Must’ve slipped.”
“Pizza’s here,” says Lydia from the doorway, where none of them heard a knock.
“Pizza!” exclaims Dirk, and everyone entirely forgets what they were ever worried about.
(And somewhere, deep underground, Loki sighs and logs offline, thwarted again from his latest and nearly successful plan to escape at last.)
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kira-light0 · 4 months
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While on mandatory shore leave at a space station, Spock meets the two best surgeons in the Federation: Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce and "Trapper" John McIntyre of the starship NCC-4077
Star trek × Mash crossover
(Image description in the Alt text if you can't read my handwriting)
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dujour13 · 5 months
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Secret Santa gift for my friend @offsidekineticist. Happy Holidays! 💕☃️💕
I hope you know I had to enlist the aid of both Ophenia and Woljif to piece this story together. Oh, that reminds me—(Siavash digs in his vest pocket and produces one silver bracelet, twelve gold pieces and a Chelish noble house signet ring)—with Woljif’s apologies. No questions asked about the ring.
I hope I got the main story beats right enough for art.
The half-orc druid I eventually tracked down in the Aspodell mountains told me Qweck was involved, but even my utmost attempts at diplomacy couldn’t prevent Qweck from slamming the door in my face, so I’m not sure where she fits into the story. There was also apparently a dinosaur? Or a golem made of dinosaurs? Anyway, here it is, as promised.
(He takes a sip of mulled Andoren wine and gives you a wink as he begins.)
🎶 The Ballad of Bellflower Hellfire 🎶
The Devil went down to Cheliax, she was lookin’ for a soul to steal She was biding her time at the scene of the crime In a gem that was magically sealed When Gil came across that necklace, offering vengeance and serving it hot And the devil grabbed hold of his heart in her claws And said boy lemme tell you what I guess you’ll do ‘bout anything to give them slavers their due And if you vow to serve me now I’ll lend a hand to you Now you’d make a damn fine Bellflower, boy All I ask is a soul or two I’ll bet the slaves you’ll free are worth that fee And it was true for all he knew And so the halfling set about with the fury of Hell in his hands Without a regret started paying his debts Freed his folk from their iron bands (Chorus) Gilly sharpen up your wits and fight that devil hard Cause Hell’s broke loose in Cheliax and the devil deals the cards And if you win you get the peace and freedom that you’re owed But if you lose the devil gets your soul Twas a rainy night in Brastlewark and Thay sat with his book And he heard the sound of rustlin’ around and went to have a look There stood Gil ‘bout to catch a chill And Thay in his distress, said come on down, you look half drowned And bundled Gil up good And thus began the heart-bond ‘tween the halfling and the gnome In the shadow of Thrune their sweet love bloomed, over cocoa snug at home (There’s a break with romantic picking, then a shift to an ominous chord) Til one dark day the news reached Gil that made his heart stop cold The iron glove of Hell came down and crushed all Gilly’s hope The Hellknights came, they were taking names, Mister Theo was their prey Gil shed tears of grief and rage - the Rack had taken Thay And Gil like Hell’s own vengeance on the wings of dragon black Rained down on Rivad fury and fire and laid to waste the Rack The only reclamation that was glorious that day Was Gil who stormed the citadel and rescued poor dear Thay (Chorus) Gilly sharpen up your wits and fight that devil hard Cause Hell’s broke loose in Cheliax and the devil deals the cards And if you win you get the peace and freedom that you’re owed But if you lose the devil gets your soul Thay in gloom of dungeon hoped for nought but Ph’rasma’s grace He held his ground, made not a sound as tears fell down his face The Rack had wrought their cruel work and yet his lips were sealed All he cared to pray for was an end to his ordeal When a signifier’s shattered mask was tossed between the bars And Theo raised his eyes and hope rekindled in his heart A little short for a Hellknight, Theo said through tears of joy Though they were trapped within the citadel the righteous would destroy In a desperate race for freedom the heroes stumbled toward the gates Paladins and Hellknights laid the citadel to waste As knights closed round Gil stood his ground o’er Theo’s tortured form As in his breast the fires of Hell let loose in violent storm (from this crescendo the tempo slows, becomes soulful) When Theo felt the heat of Hell and raised his heavy head And saw that Gil had rescued him but damned himself instead With failing limbs he lifted up and braved the flames of Dis To wrestle Gil from the Devil’s grasp and free him… with True Love’s Kiss (Chorus) Gilly sharpen up your wits and fight that devil hard Cause Hell’s broke loose in Cheliax and the devil deals the cards And if you win you get the peace and freedom that you’re owed But if you lose the devil gets your soul
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Note: Modeled after “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” by the Charlie Daniels Band
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Happy Queer Media Monday!
Today: Bones of Green and Hearts of Gold by K.A. Cook
I must admit that I haven’t really read much aromantic fiction, but I will always remember this short story collection very fondly.
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(Two covers for the same book, the first is the old one I remember and is on Goodreads, the second the new one I found on Patreon)
Bones of Green and Hearts of Gold is a short story collection by writer K.A. Cook, @aroworlds here on Tumblr. It contains twenty short stories centring aromantic but not asexual characters in both fantasy and contemporary fiction. Because it is a short story collection, it allows for a variety of protagonists and a variety of experiences with being on the aromantic spectrum. Often, two or three stories revolve around the same character, allowing for glimpses in their lives at various points.
I have reblogged the original post here, with my review at the time. The link to a PDF in the original browser doesn’t work any more, but the Patreon link still stands, and you can get this book for free from there even now. And as I said above, @aroworlds is One Of Us, with a blog focussing on aromantic activism.
Queer Media Monday is an action I started to talk about some important and/or interesting parts of our queer heritage, that people, especially young people who are only just beginning to discover the wealth of stories out there, should be aware of. Please feel free to join in on the fun and make your own posts about things you personally find important!
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do you think that future 12 leo would hide from the other turtles because he'd think his appearance is scary or something
Oh I absolutely believe so. Future 12 Leo is still essentially a Leo, and like all Leo's his biggest concern will always be his brothers and keeping them safe as well as giving them comfort whenever they need it.
All it'd take is hearing the startled, horrified disbelieving gasps or seeing the shaken, pale grief stricken faces of the other turtles and Future 12 Leo would immediately be out of sight, out of mind. It'd hurt having the different versions of his little brothers look at him in such a manner but he wouldn't blame them, seeing as how his own brothers had the same looks too when they'd all been reunited.
Of course once everyone else was over the Earth shattering revelations that they'd witnessed they'd try to at least get to know the older, mutated turtle and try to offer him some kind of comfort and reassurance. After all he's still their beloved brother and leader, even though he's horribly mutated.
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masquenoire · 27 days
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Slaps a bat sticker right across his mask and dips out.
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Oh, Batman just not just do what he thought he did. Roman had braced himself for a punch, to wake up in custody and await the arrival of his lawyer as per usual but this time, Batman had done... something else. He'd touched him, Roman had felt that, but whether it was to fake him out or get him to stop yelling for all of two seconds had worked and Roman was steaming mad about it. "You wanna fight? You wanna fight some more, Bats!? Come back and take these cuffs off, you f-" He descends into an unintelligible rant of English, Italian and curse words in every language he knew of as the GCPD guards assigned to him struggle to keep him from flying off after the now out-of-sight vigilante despite already being in handcuffs, and none the wiser as to the bat-shaped sticker now plastered proudly on his face.
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miss-conner3 · 2 months
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I just noticed that Ando's only 10% sheep, what happened to him to only be 10%?
To answer this question, I have to ask another question: do the cult followers remain 100% of their species when resurrected?
The simple answer should be no, since in most cases the lamb uses bones that are collected during his crusades or bones that his followers themselves bring during their missionary journeys.
Of course, I'm talking about cases where a follower died outside of the cult and, for reasons A or B, their body couldn't be brought back, so this is where bones from other species would be used to bring them back to life.
But for some reason, these are still considered 100% of the same species (whether cat, cow, dog or something else), demonstrating that no matter what, the living being remains as before death without being affected or physically altered by the unknown bones that were used during their resurrection.
Thinking more deeply about this point, and how I see it, there must be some kind of requirement, such as perhaps that to carry out this type of ritual successfully there must be at least one bone of the same species as the deceased follower.
Whether it's theirs or someone else's.
Although this is more of a headcanon of mine, I think it works for what I'm trying to explain here.
So, returning to your question, it is not that Ando had something happen to him physically speaking that made him less of a sheep; it is that the process that his body had to go through had certain complications that the lamb had to overcome on its own.
You can imagine how (ouo)
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