#also i made it gender ambiguous so anyone can enjoy it

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves]

hi hii!! may i ask for the greasiest of greaseball men, giran from mha, getting handsy with some t*tties?? maybe even cumming on them????????????????????????

YES. MHA SHIT. Let me tell you, I'm OBSESSED this is gross, gray, greasy arms dealer, I'm so fucking excited guys this will be INDULGENT-

(Seriously ive been doing commissions all week this is SELF SERVICE)

This was an awful idea. Things went wrong immediately. Your team got split up in the middle of the party, no one was picking up your communications, and you couldn't blow your cover by calling out to them. Even if they COULD hear you through all the music. You were supposed to get information on someone who supposedly worked for the League of Villains, but you could barely get information on your surroundings right now. You managed to find a seat at the bar at least, so you passing out from overstimulation was one less worry.

"Just an ice water, please."

While alcohol could've numbed your senses, it was a REAL bad idea to not have a clear head in these situations. You took a deep breath, in and out, and found yourself slowly calming down. Though there was something else aiding you. The smell of cigarette smoke. For whatever reason, you were always attracted to that smell, rather than repulsed by it. It was so strong too, like it was happening right next to you.

"Not much of a party type, eh?"

You turned to look at the voice right next to you. An older man, gray hair, bony fingers that were littered in golden rings, and eyes shielded by small glasses. He had a drink in front of him, and a cigarette that hung from his lips. Definitely the villain looking type.

"Not especially, no. Just sort of got dragged here. You?"

"I'm just a people pleaser by nature. People want things, I give it to them, they give me something, trade makes the world go 'round, you know?"

So a trader, if you had to guess. You had no clue if that meant arms dealer, or if he was a fellow spy in disguise. He certainly looked like he belonged here, anyway. You checked to make sure no one was intently listening, before you leaned in a bit to his space.

"You wouldn't by any chance deal in information, would you?"

There was a flicker in his eyes, a glint in his toothgap smile. You had his attention.

"I deal in any and all currency. Why, what do you wanna know?"

"League of Villains. They're getting pretty popular, and I want in."

Course you had to lie, but you had a feeling he either didn't know, or didn't care. He leaned in a bit to your space, and his low tone made your hair stand on end. He wasn't 'scary' exactly, but he was mischievous, like he was waiting to spring a trap on you and sell you to the highest bidder.

"That's some top quality information you want. Real VIP stuff. I'll give you a juicy tidbit for free, just to hook you in. I'm quite friendly with 'em, and I bring them people I think will fit. Impress me, sweetheart, and maybe I can disclose just a bit more."

You realized he was way closer than he was a second ago. You really hoped he couldn't tell you were nervous, that'd only give him confidence, and too much of that is dangerous.

"What does it take for you, money?"

"Money, a good quirk, or your willingness to...itch a little scratch of mine."

You were about to ask what he meant, when he was suddenly kissing you. You had no idea how it happened. You just knew he poured smoke into your lungs, and it made your whole frame feel warm. Made you cross your legs. You didn't even bother pulling away, even as he pulled away slightly, just to make a show of licking your tongue in front of anyone who happened to be looking. He tasted of cheap smokes and whiskey. He met your eyes when he fully pulled away, not even caring about the drool that connected your lips. He was awaiting a response, and you gave him one.

"Don't tell me you're into voyeurism or some shit."

He snickered at that, genuinely finding it cute that you said that. He grabbed the chair you were sitting on, and yanked it towards him, as if you two couldn't get closer.

"Not unless I peg ya for that kinda person. No, we can take this privately, sugar. You wanna walk with me?"

This could easily be a trap. He could be planning on killing you, keeping you hostage, or any infinite possibilities. But you needed informed, and your lungs ached for more of that smoke. So you took his hand, and let yourself be walked through the back door of the club. You thought he was going to make you do something in some back alleyway, but apparently he didn't roll that way. He had you follow him to the building right next door, and you tried not to meet anyone's eyes as you let yourself be guided to an office.

A weird, yet comfortable looking place, with plus purple carpeting, a nice desk and a chair, and some...odd decorations (a taxidermy bunny, a couple of guns, decorative knives and stuff like that) that somehow seemed fitting for him. The second he shut the door behind you both, he took a hold of your face, pushed your jaw open with his thumb, and went in for another kiss. You didn't know what it was, having the smoke come from his lips, but it was intoxicating. Enough for you to let yourself be pinned against his desk, and be given kiss after kiss.

You had one hand on the desk, and the other was on his chest, trying (albiet very weakly) to push him away. But there was no stopping his hungry tongue from exploring every nook and cranny of your mouth. You had no clue how much of the drool in your mouth was actually yours, but at the moment, you didn't care. You had to actually push him off however, when your lungs needed actual air. You were panting already, and your head was spinning. What WERE you doing? Why were you just letting him nip at your jaw like this, why weren't you stopping him?

"I don't...even know your name."

"Right right. Forgive me, I usually got more manners. Everyone calls me 'Giran', but I get the occasional nicknames. 'Daddy' can be yours for me, if you want."

You flinched for a moment as he reached behind you for something on his desk. You thought it was a weapon, maybe some restraints, only to realize he was just snuffing out his cigarette in his ashtray. You had no clue what this man was capable of, you couldn't be too careful. Even though you were thinking this while he was slowly undoing one of the buttons of your shirt.

"Fine. I'll give you a mile here, 'Daddy'. Be blunt, what do you want from me?"

He seemed amused by your impatience. Something told you he preferred to spend a LONG time on something like this, as if he wanted to savor the experience.

"Alright, if you want crass that badly, I can play. I like these tits of yours. They're two reasons why I bothered talking to you. Two very nice reasons~"

You wanted to reprimand him, albiet playfully, when his hand slithered past your shirt, to grap one of your breasts. He wasn't too firm, he wasn't too soft, but he was eager, massaging and squeezing to his heart's content as he went in to kiss at the nape of your neck. You felt your arms wrap around his frame, with your hands digging into his hair. He seemed to like the way your nails grazed against his scalp, given the fact that both of his hands were past your shirt now. His hands were warm and soft, but his rings felt sort of cold and hard, creating quite the contrast against your sensitive body. He was too good at asserting what he wanted, even from the way his hard on pressed against you.

You tried not to melt as he gently nipped at just the right spot, making your knees all shakey.

"I don't...t-think I can stand this for too long, Giran."

"Aw, sweetheart. Poor thing. Here, let's get more comfortable."

He pulled away from you, before sitting down on his chair, and gestured to the floor in front of him. You forced your legs to work as you knelt down in front of him, hands at his thighs, and the very obvious bulge in front of your face. Your hands were acting before you were thinking, undoing the button of his pants, unzipping him, and gently palming at the bulge, barely contained by the underwear he was wearing. You gently wiped the drool at your lip, and you couldn't believe it. You were literally DROOLING at this opportunity. You couldn't help it. The tinge of sweat, the smoke that clung to his clothes and ergo his whole body, and just a hint of cologne, probably an attempt to mask the smell of his addiction.

But there was no hiding it from you. You let your fingertips touch the exposed part of his lower stomach. It wasn't much, but your mind wandered to the endless possibilities. You could see a bit of chest hair poking through his mess of a shirt, you could only imagine what the rest of him was like. You hooked your fingers into his underwear, and pulled it down. You wanted that cock. You wanted that long, needy cock. You wanted those balls, lost in the mess of gray, thick pubic hair. You wanted to feel that golden frenum piercing in the back of your throat.

You looked up at him, and felt frozen as he pulled a gun from his dresser. You thought maybe you had to book it and run, only to watch as he put a cigarette in his mouth, and light it with the flame that came from the barrel. He put it down once it was lit, looking down at you past his round lenses. He smiled down at you, and you realized that's how he got such impressive crows feet.

"Go on. You make me happy, I'll make you happy."

You looked down at the girth. You couldn't resist, even if you wanted to. You gently wrapped your lips around his tip, just trying him first. You watched his body sink in content, and it somehow egged you on to take more. The gold gave you slight reprieve from the salty tang of his cock, and it felt good, running against your tongue. So much of him was still unattended to, but you knew how to fix that. You adjusted your shirt a bit, and after freeing your chest, you pressed them together, smothering his cock in between your tits. You pushed yourself up and down on what you could manage, simultaneously massaging your chest against him.

And he wasn't kidding when he said he loved your tits. You looked up at his face, and his head was blissfully tossed back. You'd think that the lack of eye contact would be rude, but you certainly couldn't complain about the view. You could see his neck like this, the way his Adam's apple gently flexed and relaxed. The way his lips pursed as he blew smoke into the air. The way some of his scruffy hair decorated his jaw. He was an aged man, and he held no shame in it. In fact, him embracing it made him more attractive than most, unfortunately.

"Shit...didn't know I picked me up such a good little toy. You got such a nice little tongue, don't you?"

He let his nails glide through your hair, affectionately, as if you were a little bunny, before he grabbed onto your head, and pushed you further into him. He wasn't a Neanderthal about it exactly, but you could tell he REALLY liked the sound and feeling of you gagging on him, mainly in surprise. You should've swatted him away, but you were too foggy in the mind to do so. The smoke, the way the precum clung to your tongue, it made you a mindless cocksucker. And you hated to admit you liked that. He pushed you down further again, more gently this time, just to urge you into taking more.

"Fuck, you know exactly what I need, don't you, baby? Lookin' at me with those pretty eyes and those nice tits of yours. Think I might just keep you."

He only had two hands, and the one with his cigarette took priority. So he finally let go of your hair, letting you resume at your own pace, to roll and pinch one of your nipples in between his fingers. You hated that he did that, you knew it was making you drip arousal right onto his carpet, but you couldn't stop him. All you could do, was still work that little tongue of yours exactly how he wanted it.

"You don't even sound like you'd object to it. Think you like my precum sliding down your throat. Think you like that it's getting all over your tits. I think you even like sucking on my cock."

You did. That piercing felt so good at the back of your tongue, the hair tickled your face, the smell of his sweat and smoke invaded you entirely. You wanted him to cum. And given how much he was throbbing, you could tell he was close. You loved watching his expression as your tongue worked. He was calm and collected, but his breathing and hissing let you know he was getting worked over quickly. Even the way he was talking to you made you crave him, crave the mess that you knew was coming.

"Stick out your fucking tongue."

He pushed your head off of him, but kept it in place. It's how you got a ribbons of hot cum against your tongue, and all over your tits. One would be bothered by a mess like this, but the second you realized how it tasted, you realized it was heaven sent. It was thick, hot, and rich. It slid down your throat like liquid gold, and the second you realized this, it just wasn't enough. You licked at what clung on your lips, you tried to lick what was dripping on your chest, and you tried to suck his head to get more. You were insatiable, you felt it cling to the roof of your mouth, like it wanted to crawl into every part of you. And you wanted it. You wanted to get him off again and again and again and-

"Woah woah woah, easy! I'm gettin' to old for you go all crazy on me here. Least let me put up by side of the bargain."

He seemed to find it funny, that you had forgotten just why you started this. Then it clicked. Right, you did this for information. You forced yourself to pull away, wiping the cum from your lips and licking what smeared all over your sweaty skin.

"R-right. So. League of villains. What do you know about them?"

"I know that I'm expecting two of my associates in here right about...now."

He pointed to the door, where two walked in. A rather dapper looking fellow with a mask and a tophat, and an adorable lizard who was dressed just awfully. The lizard averted his eyes as you stood up, mainly in panic as you realized the position you were in.

"Oh my god-is THIS why you told us not to be late?"

"In a way. Dollface, meet Spinner, and Mr.Compress. you two should call up Shigaraki, tell him we have someone who's VERY interested in proving themselves to you."

You tried not to yelp as his hand reached under your clothes and between your legs. He let his fingers slide against your dripping arousal, before massaging right at your asshole. You wanted to swat his hand away, but you couldn't push his touch away, now that you had it. You wondered if he had a body count when you first met him, and the question didn't really change.

This man just knew exactly what to do with a body.

#not transformers #mha #lemon #asks #YALL GONNA LET ME HAVE THIS #Giran #IS SO SLEPT ON #HES OLD HES GROSS HE'S SLEAZY HE SMOKES #HES THE TRIFECTA #someone help me #also i made it gender ambiguous so anyone can enjoy it #but i totally kept picturing my oc #yes i have a mha oc #god are you all sick of me yet

[max--phillips]

The File Room

This is the fic I wrote because I started a run of the mill office job a little over a week ago and couldn't help myself. Partly inspired by the fact I did, in fact, spend a good part of my day one day filing contracts away. Enjoy! (oh, also, tagging @miraclesabound as requested!)

Pairing: Max Phillips x afab!reader (otherwise gender neutral, no references to reader's chest)

Warnings: office shenanigans, Max sneaks up on reader and gets punched for it, reader gets eaten out from behind, piv, creampie, a little bit of spit plus something extra (but I'm not gonna ruin the surprise), Max and reader have an ambiguous relationship (ie not explicitly romantic but could be read as such)

Word count: 2k

You had a stack of reports that needed to be filed away. A big stack. And of course, because nothing can be easy, it’s not like they could be all put in the back of the drawer and be considered in order. No, they all had to be put in order in their respective accounts based on which reports they were and what dates they covered and on and on and on… Normally you wouldn’t mind doing this, because you were pretty good at staying on top of putting them away as you got them, a few at a time at most. But unfortunately, one of your coworkers from the sales department was recently… relieved of his position, and he left the big stack of reports behind. Completely unorganized to boot. You were going to be among the filing cabinets and bankers boxes for quite a while.

Honestly, while you were at it, a few of these accounts could stand to get reorganized… Lord knows some of your coworkers barely even tried to put these reports in the right spot… So off you went to the large room filled with shelves and filing cabinets, earbuds already in and playing your favorite music to work to.

A couple hours into your project, the door to the storage room opened. You didn’t hear it, so you were still entirely focused on your current task. You were putting away a stray report, bent over at the waist to get to the back of a filing cabinet drawer. This gave Max Phillips a spectacular view of your ass. And to make it all that much better, you just so happened to be wearing his favorite bottoms on you. He closed his eyes for a moment and brought his fist up against his mouth in a quiet celebration of this treat.

Max was the sales manager in the office, and despite being in a different department, you somehow managed to spend quite a bit of time together. You’d caught on like a wildfire when he started--after you’d managed to see through his extremely irritating caricature-of-a-business-major facade, that is, and made it clear you weren’t going to put up with his bullshit. That was when he asked you out for drinks after work one Friday, let you in on his little supernatural secret, and very thoroughly disproved your assumption that he was not particularly good, and certainly not very generous, in bed.

Max continued to watch you from the door as you worked for a few more moments, quietly locking the door because of course he was going to get a taste of you in here, how could he not? You dropped a small stack of files you had set aside, and cursed as they fluttered onto the floor. You got on your knees to gather them up again, another sight Max would never tire of, before getting back up and resuming your sorting.

Max finally decided to actually make his presence known. Clearly you were in the zone, your earbuds blocking out the rest of the world. He came up behind you, shamelessly taking your ass in both his hands.

You shrieked as you felt hands on your ass, scaring the hell out of you as you hadn’t heard anyone come into the room. You then whirled around, and, without thinking or registering who actually was doing this… punched the perpetrator directly in the face.

Max recoiled, bringing his hands to his face, as you realized what you’d just done. You gasped and covered your mouth with your hands, afraid for a moment you’d actually done damage or hurt him.

“Oh my god, Max, don’t do that! Are you okay?” you asked, reaching out a bit as you realized you’d definitely hurt yourself. You looked at the knuckles on your hand that had collided with his face, investigating for any visible injury as you clenched and unclenched your fist.

Max started laughing, standing back upright and taking his hands away from his face. “I’m fine, holy shit, if that was anyone else though, they’d have a very broken nose,” he said, taking your now aching hand in his, and looking at you with what someone might call adoration. “Are you okay?”

You sighed in relief, then took out your earbuds so you could actually participate in a conversation with him. “I think so. Don’t fucking scare me like that again, though.” You firmly poked him in the chest, glaring at him.

Max chuckled a little. “Message received, don’t worry,” he said. “Sorry I scared you. I saw how good your ass looked just a second ago and couldn’t help myself.”

You rolled your eyes. “Thanks. Do you need something, or did you just come in here to grope me? I have a lot of reports to put away now that your shitty employee is gone,” you said, gesturing towards the still pretty substantial stack of reports. “And I think I’m going to reorganize some other accounts while I’m back here.”

“Actually…” Max started, taking a few steps forward, making you take a few steps back, towards a table between two sets of shelves that was just below hip height. He let go of your hand and turned you around, moving you to bend over. He once again put his hands on your ass, then dragged them to your hips, then the waistband of your bottoms, which he pulled down and out of the way along with your underwear, letting the fabric pool around your ankles. He got down on his knees, pulling your flesh apart where your ass met your thighs, exposing your cunt to him. “I think I’m gonna do a little more than grope you.”

You muffled a moan as he licked through your folds, then prodded at your hole with his tongue. “Max… I really need to get this done…” you said, but only half-heartedly. You’d definitely much rather be doing this than filing reports all day.

Max hummed, the tone questioning your statement as his tongue moved again, his mouth enveloping your clit and sucking gently. It was a teasing motion, and it made you groan in frustration. “You’ll have plenty of time, sweetheart,” he said, mischief thick in his tone.

He licked against your clit again, then switched to sucking on it, and back and forth for a while, driving you crazy. You were getting close, you just needed…

“Max, fuck, please,” you groaned, reaching behind you and grabbing his hair, pushing him further into you. He firmly sucked your clit into his mouth for a long moment, and groaned into your pussy, which did you in. You moaned as you finally tumbled over the edge, only barely muffling the tail end of the sound. Max worked you through it, lapping up your release feverishly, until you were pulling his hair the opposite direction, starting to edge on overstimulated.

He pulled away, his hands going from the back of your thighs to your hips again as he stood up. “Don’t tell me you’re done,” he said. You looked over your shoulder to see his downright devilish grin. His face was wet with your juices--a sight you were quite a fan of, honestly. “Because I’m not done.”

You smiled as you pushed your hips back, connecting with his. Max grunted as his cock, still confined behind his pants and boxers, made contact with your ass, grinding together briefly before he took half a step back to unbuckle his belt and shove his pants out of the way enough to fuck you. You both moaned as he swiped the tip of his cock through your slit, then began pushing into you at a pace you would describe as teasingly slow given how ready you were for him.

“Are you teasing me to keep me away from my job longer, Phillips?” you taunted, though you were unable to stop the groan leaving your throat as his cock rubbed up against something delicious inside you, just like it always does.

“As if you don’t love this,” he said, snapping his hips forward the rest of the way, ripping another sound from you. You could only imagine the grin on his face at this point, especially knowing there was no arguing with that.

Max began fucking you in earnest, setting a quick pace right away--no matter how much he’d like to, he couldn’t keep you both occupied all day. He grabbed your arm and pulled you back to stand up against him, wrapping his other arm around you to rub your already sensitive clit as he did. You moaned out again, clenching down around his cock as he gave you more stimulation, which made him groan in your ear. He could smell your blood rushing in your vessels just millimeters below the skin of your neck right by his lips, but he would save that for when you were over at his place, not in the file room at work. He compromised by merely nibbling on your skin, then sucking a very visible mark to the same spot.

You moaned at all of the sensations he was bombarding you with, once again getting close to a climax, his expert fingers and cock slamming into that sensitive spot giving you no other choice. You should care about the hickey he just gave you, probably, but in this moment, it just added to the intoxicating cocktail he was serving you.

“I can feel you, baby, c’mon, give it to me,” Max mumbled in your ear. “Cum on my cock, I got you.”

You could never say no to that. You gave in immediately to his encouragement, crying out his name as you went over the edge a second time, your walls rhythmically bearing down on Max’s cock as you did. He moaned your name in your ear, hips stuttering as he closely followed you to his own peak, filling you to the brim. He slowed down as you both came back down to earth, dragging his hand from your clit to your hip, just holding you close to him for a moment.

Just as you thought you were out of the woods, Max bent you forward on the table again. You gasped in surprise--what else could he possibly have in store for you? You both made a noise as he pulled out, and you hummed as you felt his cum start to leak down your thigh. You gasped again as you felt Max’s tongue lick up the same path, gathering his own cum in his mouth.

Every time you think you’ve found everything he does that you find irresistibly hot, Max manages to surprise you.

Max stood again, and turned you around to face him finally. He grabbed your face, making you gasp in surprise again. He dug his index finger and thumb into your jaw at the joint firmly, and grunted, clearly trying to get you to open your mouth.

You obeyed immediately, and whimpered as he spit his own cum into your mouth. You swallowed, and he groaned, finally leaning forward to kiss you. You grinned into it, and let it go on for a while before you gently pulled away to pull your bottoms back up from the floor. Max followed suit, tucking his shirt back in as he quickly fixed his clothes.

“So… wanna come over tonight?” he asked, leaning against one of the shelves as you picked up a new stack of reports to put away.

You hummed exaggeratedly in thought. “Oh, I don’t know, Max, every time I do it’s so disappointing,” you responded sarcastically.

“Well, I bet I can make you ‘disappointed’ twice as many times as I just did if you do,” he snarked back.

You laughed quietly. “Alright, now, don’t make any promises you can’t keep,” you warned.

“Have I ever broken a promise to you?” Max asked, a very confident smirk on his face.

You honestly thought about it for a second. “No, I suppose you haven’t,” you admitted. “But we both need to get back to work. I’ll see you tonight, okay?”

Max grinned, that genuine grin that made you melt a little bit every time you saw it. He kissed you again, a deep, lingering thing that was full of affection. “I’ll see you tonight.”

#max phillips #max phillips x reader #max phillips x you #max phillips fic #max phillips smut #x reader #my fic #tori says things #max says things #pedro pascal

[yanderes-galore]

Okay, okay. Request are supposed to be open ! How about more of the Fluffy AU romantic with funtime Foxy? Since I read about funtime Freddy it made me think about them for a few moments . . .

If I was wrong about the request I apologize 😭

About time I did this, huh? I just kept the pairing general like usual but I did lean it a bit more into a romantic light for you. Funtime Foxy is referred to as a male fox in this (He/Him). Weird formatting because Tumblr did not enjoy the length.

Yandere! Fluffy AU! Funtime Foxy Concept

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Gore/Graphic descriptions, Stalking, Clingy behavior, Fear of neglect, Implied monster/human at times, Kidnapping, Forced companionship, Slight violence, Ambiguous ending, Disturbing themes.

First things first, for this version of Funtime Foxy I want to incorporate both variations of his personality.

What I mean by this is his more boisterous ringleader/narcissistic personality in UCN along with the more quiet hunter personality in Sister Location.

I feel Fluffy AU Funtime Foxy would have a combination of these two.

Another thing is this Foxy has no relation to Toy Foxy 1.0 (Mangle) or 2.0 (Just usually called Toy Foxy).

He's in an entirely different set.

Next I feel I should try to at least describe him to you all so you have a description to go off of for reading or drawing.

Like Funtime Freddy, Funtime Foxy has seams all over his body.

Look at the model Funtime Foxy has, every line where a component can open is a seam.

Similar to the bear, certain seams can open to reveal the flesh underneath.

With Foxy it's primarily the seams in the face region, so imagine his jumpscare but the endoskeleton is... well... a skeleton.

In terms of the speaker on him, I never mentioned this on Funtime Freddy as I think I opted to ignore it, but what if these speakers weren't speakers in the AU?

As the funtime line is a failed set of experiments, perhaps these are cybernetic hearts or something like that?

Maybe just Foxy has it in this AU or Freddy does too, either way that is one way to think of it.

You could also just pretend it doesn't exist.

Due to being part of a failed line, Funtime Foxy is kept in the lower levels of the facility.

He has his own cell away from his more volatile bear friend.

Like most Fluffy AU concepts, you are a caretaker/scientist for Foxy.

You are meant to monitor his behavior and continue experimentation on the fox despite him not being a "success".

Failures can still be studied, as Afton says.

Something you note about the white and pink fox is his different... moods?

Most of the time the fox prefers the dark.

Many scientists report the fox sitting alone in the dark of his cell, yellow eyes glaring at anyone who goes by through the reinforced glass window.

Although, I feel the more attention seeking personality appears when you're around.

Most experiments end up attached to their caretaker in some way.

When you turn on the lights and see the foxy uncurl himself, he perks up.

You swear you see his skin quiver as he jumps up to greet you.

The beast has obviously red seams contrasting against his white fur, a hint there's something darker underneath.

When you're around to monitor the fox, he makes an effort to perform.

He was always meant to be a performer.

He shows off that behavior towards those he likes and trusts.

When it comes to this facility, it's often just you.

You often catch his tail sway excitedly as he talks to you.

When with you he's strangely full of himself, telling you he's been waiting to see you again to show you a new performance.

In terms of what these performances are they can be something as simple as attempts to perform agile circus acts.

Or something more devious like an attempt to court you.

Such attempts don't really flatter you, in fact they creep you out.

Foxy may also be playful in nature with you.

Despite not being related to the Toy Foxy attempts, there is one thing they share in common other than appearance. (Mostly with Mangle).

All of them have a thing for their appearance.

This Foxy thinks he's hot stuff and perfect for you, despite the obvious differences between you.

Like most failed experiments you don't get in the cell with Foxy.

Considering how he acts towards you, it probably would not be the safest option anyways.

When Foxy looks towards his caretaker, he feels a connection with you.

He wonders if this is what humans call love and care?

Maybe this connection settles down to a platonic sense of obsession as he is cared for by you?

Or maybe it really does rank up to a strange feeling of romance that he doesn't quite understand.

Things of course don't get bad until the facility crumbles after the Golden Freddy incident.

All experiments end up being released, all lower level failures end up flooding to the upper floors.

Foxy's quiet hunting personality returns once he his free.

Hidden by sirens and circling red lights along with dark spots with broken lights, Foxy keeps hidden.

He isn't interested in meeting up with Freddy for sadistic carnage against those who created him.

Not right now at least, all Foxy cares about is hunting one thing.

You.

Foxy would be hard to spot as the facility fails.

He's pretty good at stealth and may even craw through any small spot to find you.

Once he finds you, it's an eerie sight.

In the red light of alarms you catch sight of the failed beast.

In excitement of you and the hunt, the seams on his face split open.

Like some demented Demogorgon from Stranger Things, the face splits open to reveal a fox-like skull.

You scream and it only seems to set the beast off.

The moment Foxy pounces on you, you can feel his claws excitedly dig into you.

He's finally found you!

His perfect human, all for him to take!

As a result... you're dragged away, deep into the underground of the facility.

Maybe he'll try to escape the lock down of the facility when things calm down.

Right now, he feels his priority is to keep you from the others.

It's about time he shows you the affection he holds for you anyways, isn't it?

#yandere five nights at freddy's #yandere fnaf #yandere fnaf sister location #yandere funtime foxy #yandere fnaf fluffy au #yandere fluffy au funtime foxy

[saetoru]

About that entitled ass post about x reader, op was definitely wrong but a small point was made.

I agree with your response but I'd like to add that, unless you've stated that certain characteristics or features will be present in reader, certain kinds of ambiguity is necessary, especially in appearance.

To make a character completely void of any backstory or personality is just bad writing period but to add an appearance is a little ...

As a black reader, reading about certain things that are supposed to reflect the reader is genuinely disheartening. I'm talking about things like referencing imagery of lighter skin (such as refering to readers skin as pink, pale, creamy, etc) or something like a character running their fingers through the reader's hair or having a hair washing routine that can be done in the time it takes to have a regular shower. I know with people with big bodies, having descriptions of small, light bodies is also disheartening.

Bc, once again, unless it's been stated that those are a part of reader's appearance, it's a little unnecessary bc it shows that although it's x reader it's definitely not for us.

I don't expect writers to write about specific events or characteristics about different cultures and such bc that can also go south REAL quick if you aren't properly educated or aware but a little diversity never hurt anyone

I know that some people do this out of genuine dislike of darker skinned/bigger people but I know most people do it out of genuine ignorance.

Unfortunately, you cannot bring up including people who don't fit typical beauty standards (pale/light skinned, long straight hair, thin/slim bodies) without people telling you that not everyone has to cater to you.

But the thing is, we're not asking you to cater to us; we're just asking you to include us in your vision of reader. You don't need to add specifics of everything regarding different races or cultures but you don't need to add specifics that exclude them.

And then when we go to create our own stories that do envision us, we're met with so much hatred and backlash about it like that one deleted comment on op's post.

I'm sorry for ranting about this but it so frustrating sometimes when people don't understand this. I brought up something similar to this topic once before and got death threats in my mentions for weeks (that's why this is anonymous)

ALSO, I'm not accusing you of any of the things I've mentioned in this ask. Based on what I've read from your work so far, the reader is actually someone you can enjoy reading about without feeling excluded when appearances are mentioned

Btw I adore your rich boy gojo series and would love to continue reading your work ❤️

im afraid you missed my main point and also, u are talking to someone who is literally a POC so i am definitely not in need of a rundown of how important it is to write reader in a manner that does not perpetuate western beauty standards. writing a reader that is inclusive for people in a manner that doesn't solidify western norms is important, but writing a reader that is an all encompassing fit all type of thing in terms of personality and decision making is not

its not that their point ab mistagged gn! readers and white/western physical features weren't valid—it was, but it was sprinkled in their main point that writing reader with personality is an oc and is not belonging in the tags and writers should focus on writing generic hcs instead. they used the issue of race and gender and other minoroties to support their idea that readers have to be ambiguous from all fronts, and that is a very twisted way to use actual real issues to justify your tantrums ab not liking dialogue or what the reader chose to do. my point that i was trying to make is that writers are entitled to write however they please as long as they tag what features of reader are set there. if they mistag that, then yes, that is something you should bring to their attention (politely) because then it misleads ppl to think this fic includes them. but that also is not done through a rant in the tags because that does not belong in the tags

quite frankly, to pair racial and gender representation issues as comparable to not aligning with the choices a reader takes to develop as a character and to put those two on the same boat takes away from the issue of inclusivity. inclusivity of a reader does NOT equal to how they think, process, feel, and progress in the storyline. not fitting in with the actual character of reader is incomparable to racial representation issues and misgendering tags and etc. the latter are REAL issues. the first is simply complaining bc u did not see urself in a plot

the actual problem with their rant was that they were using REAL issues to justify entitled complaining and that is why i did not validate them in that. yes writing reader as white and not tagging it is an issue. yes giving little to no thought to poc readers in writing is an issue. yes mistagging something as gn! while using gendered terms is an issue. but they should not be the backbone to an entirely different argument that essentially censors people

#it’s not that ur points are wrong or that ur invalid for ur thoughts #ur very right #except i do not need those things explained to ME bc i AM a poc and i have my own multitude of experiences to draw from #and having someone explain the poc experience to me makes me feel quite invalidated #i’m more than happy to explain my point to you but pls do not come to my inbox hoping to educate me how poc ppl feel #bc i’m VERY well aware how poc ppl feel #as i am one myself

[arcadekitten]

Hey Arcade! (Is it ok if i call ya that?)

Can ya explain it a bit better about Mary being trans or not? Its still not very clear for me and im sorry if ya already answered this and i ask this again! I hope ya have a great day/night!!

Short answer:

Long answer: Read Below!

So like y'know how when you're a teenager you're growing more and learning more things about yourself and really beginning to formulate who you are as a person and how you feel about yourself and the world around you? It kinda all started there.

I created Mary when I was 15 years old (more or less, it's been a while but I'm pretty sure it was 15). Ever since the first time I drew Mary I had the idea in my head that maybe she could be a transgirl. Maybe. I was never really decided, and because Mary, especially in her original conception, was someone who was treated a lot more terribly and underwent a lot more targeted violence--I didn't want to give the impression that I was someone who wanted to see harm against transpeople and especially transwomen, because they're some of the most vulnerable people out there and need all the protection and support they can get!!

But that idea always stuck in my head--that maybe she is and maybe she isn't and in that way she was always kinda both to me.

As I started making games and my audience grew I felt that suddenly there might be this kind of pressure. Like I had to commit to one and that by refusing to commit to one I was doing a disservice to my audience and the people who enjoyed my content.

Around summer of 2021(?) I implied a lot more heavily that Mary was definitively transfem, and it affected me so intensely I had to stay off the internet entirely for a few days. I wasn't sure why it made me feel so strongly, and I knew it wasn't something I could backtrack on either. Not just because I didn't want to feel like I was disappointing anyone but because backtracking also felt like lying. I knew I couldn't say "Mary is cisgender" because that also didn't feel right and made me feel just as bad when I thought about it. Neither alone felt true in those moments.

It wasn't until I was able to talk to a good friend that they were able to talk me down from my emotions running so high that I was able to realize that Mary's full identity being ambiguous brought me comfort in how I feel towards my own gender identity.

I have often struggled with girlhood but probably not in the ways that are familiar to most people. I'm not going to talk too much about it because that is my own private business that I lightheartedly don't owe anyone to get into. (And I still emphatically insist you see me as a girl and use she/her pronouns for me!)

Mary can't just be one or the other for me. She has to be both, it is the way that feels the most correct and comfortable for me. If you think Mary is a cisgirl that's 100% true and canon, and if you think Mary is a transgirl that's 100% true and canon, even outside of headcanons or whatever else.

(And if you tell me she can't be, if you try, then you're wrong! /lh /ref)

In the end those are both just adjectives anyways. Both cisgirls and transgirls are still just girls in the end, and to me that makes Mary most true to herself and part of what makes her the most girl of all time in my eyes!

I hope that makes sense and in a way you can understand! I have to do what feels the most right for me and I think this is simply the way she's meant to be. ♡

#mary #mary anta #ask #rant #? #ramble

[epiceneandroid]

so, in the vein of rosboy and azurgirl, i came up with a gender neutral equivalent, where you’re a gender neutral boy or a gender neutral girl. i call it: callaboy and callagirl, for how gender-neutral the calla lily looks, color wise.

here are the definitions, also inspired by @neopronouns!

callaboy: a gender neutral boy; someone who considers themselves a boy and has some significant connection to gender neutrality, either in gender or expression; a neutral-aligned boy; an umbrella term for all identities that involve being both a boy and gender neutral.

callagirl: a gender neutral girl; someone who considers themselves a girl and has some significant connection to gender neutrality, either in gender or expression; a neutral-aligned girl; an umbrella term for all identities that involve being both a girl and gender neutral.

you don’t have to have any specific qualifications to be a callaboy or a callagirl as long as you identify as a boy or boy adjacent person who’s gender is significantly gender neutral in the case of a callaboy, or a girl who’s gender is significantly gender neutral in the case of a callagirl. you can be transfem and a callaboy, transmasc and a callagirl, or any -arity and be a callaboy or callagirl. hell, in fact, i’m primarily abinary pangender transmascnull and i’m a callaboy and a callagirl! i’ll make null, androgynous/ambiguinous, ambiguous, outherine, and xenine equivalents to these, if anyone wants them! i specifically made these because i didn’t feel rosboy fit me, but a gender term for a boy whose identity is significantly gender neutral is more fitting to me! if anyone enjoys this term, more power to them!

#mogai gender #mogai term #callaboy #callagirl #ninspec #finspec #minspec

[simp4konig]

hello, I read your latest könig fic where reader own a bed and breakfast, it was an interesting concept and your writing is very good. However I did notice that you have the fic labeled as gender neutral at the top, but you seem to have subconsciously given the reader some fem characteristics. You had König call reader a "maid turned housewife" and then described how their customers slip extra money into their *purse*. You also generally kept implying them to be very petite, physically weak, and very small in build, which is usually how female reader inserts are described.

I'm not pointing this out to be rude, I just want to help make sure everyone tags and labels things correctly. It's pretty common for a fic to be labeled as "gender neutral" but then keeps describing the reader with feminine language/fem characteristics, which is sometimes a little disappointing that it doesn't *really* seem to be gender neutral. It can make some people a little uncomfortable if they weren't expecting it (mainly nonbinaries and male readers). I'm not discouraging you, your writing was actually good! I'm just saying it would be nice if you could be careful to avoid using feminine traits to describe gender neutral readers, or if not then just label the whole thing as Fem reader if you don't want to change it. that way readers that are not women will know to just scroll past if it wasn't written for them. (:

Hi !! Thabks for pointing it out 🙌 these are all very valid 😇

I appreciate your feedback! Really got me thinking ahaha 💞☺️

I have attempted to write comprehensively ! Hope i have articulated my points the way I intended, but lmk if you want more clarification ✌️

These, as a matter of fact, were intentional ^^"" :

It is widely assumed that König is 6'10, and he is evidently very muscular; therefore, any average person would be dwarfed by not just his height ans his weight, but also his build. That is the reason for the reader being depicted as "petite" — regardless of one's height and weight (the typical consensus).

The inspiration for this was Four In A Bed (A British competition show, of B&B hosts showcasing their accommodation and being rated by other hosts, all broadcast on TV — trust, it's really good! 😇🙏) , and from the episodes that *I* have watched, I am yet to see a muscular person, and/or a person whose height could be compared to König's.

People tended to have average height, some slightly taller, some slightly smaller, so I attempted to keep the height neither too tall (6'6ft+) nor too short (>5ft).

People tended not to be muscular nor overtly strong, given that most ordered produce and had only cooking, washing up, cleaning, and dusting to do. These are not activities where you exert yourself, so for reader to carry the rucksack upstairs — to König, likely weighing nothing, 50kgs+ at least — would have been a tasking endeavour.

Am I saying a B&B owner can be neither tall nor strong? No. But in order to cater to everyone while adding some humour into the fanfiction, I have made their body type ambiguous.

I doubted (at the time of writing) that König would know the male ver. of "housewife" and "maid", and in particular, gender-neutral terms of said nouns, as German is stressed not to have gender-neutral terms. I acknowledged at the time of writing that this was leaning towards a female reader, but it seemed to me that this is what König would say in this situation as a creepy joke. I mean, I guess this isn't really a good point, but if fandoms can call males "babygirl" and "housewife", even as a joke, is it not possible that said males would actually enjoy such positions as it brings them pride to contribute in domesticities?

Purses are not strictly for females. Despite these being widely attributed to females, men (and anyone who identifies as non binary/non conforming/etc) can carry them. I used "purse" in this context not due to me leaning to a female reader, but because I tend to associated these with carrying coins as opposed to stacks of bills, which personally painted a funny image in my mind :'); like, these twentys and fiftys protruding out of a purse designed to carry ~£400 at most. "Wallet" (to me) is where one keeps their credit/debit card[s], bills, coins, photographs, etc. A wallet (in my eyes) had too big of a capacity to contain bills in comparison to a purse, especially when taking into consideration that the B&B is in the "semi-countryside", implying that, while busy, it won't be packed with guests everyday (at least, that is the assumption I made when including this).

It is not customers, but the four soldiers that I hinted at (intended to be TF141, but it is a matter of motivation as to whether I ever decide to write their ver. ... 🥲). To state that it is customers could insinuate various things (especially about the female reader you claim) — they "slip money in their purse" as a token of gratitude for such homely service (regardless of their gender). A person can offer a traditional domestic experience without necessarily conforming to those attributes, and doing so in order to solely accommodate for their target demographic.

However, you will also notice that my post[s] is/are tagged with not only a gender-neutral reader, but a female and male. These do not influence my writing — I include these various tags in order to cater to everyone (and to have, in theory, more peope read it lolol 😝) While you could argue I have bias towards including female characteristics, I still proofread my work carefully and consider whether that word or that statement is gender-neutral? and if not, is there a reason?

However, as I type this now I realise it is impossible to cater to everybody. Yet, I will continue doing so, as some my mutuals are not all strictly female/male, but rather non conforming to gender norms, and it is important for me that they feel included too. But, with the that said, my fanfictions are not just written for non binary/non conforming individuals; they are written for EVERYONE! ✨🙌

Still, I cannot be expected to understand all of the nuances, eventhough I do my due diligence to try. If you, as a reader, feel uncomfortable reading any of my fanfictions, because they are not gender ambiguous enough, then you can always stop reading, and look for a more suitable one!! :'))

[whumpering-heights]

Hi!;)

Do you remember the “Hero, do you have limits?” question? Well, it was me! I don’t understand Hero, (but he is really interesting, and basically a living meme.) in my opinion, he is very ambiguous (And I LOVE it, it’s not a flaw at all!).

Now, “But even if Villain were a woman”…

If Ethan had been a woman, would Chris have done the same things? (You know, gender roles, toxic masculinity, blah, blah, he doesn’t seem to me a very morally independent person…)

What an interesting question!

CW: Female whumpee, mention of non-con/sexual content, sexism (ish), manipulation, implied minor whumpee, toxic masculinity and gender roles.

If Villain had been Villainess, Hero would have made some public comments about how "conflicted" he was on fighting a woman. He might have even gone easy on her a couple times. However, this has nothing to do with any ethical dilemma, and everything to do with his public perception.

Once she got captured, the main story beats would have been the same. Any "issue" about hitting a woman would vanish.

Now that I'm thinking about it, Sidekick would actually go through more change in this AU than Hero. He's certainly adapted into this toxic mindset of "boys/men don't cry" (thanks for that, Hero), and seeing Villainess cry would cause him less distress than in the original story. She's "allowed" to cry. On the flip side, I think he would soften up quicker to her. He would be the type to genuinely object to hitting a woman, unless she was attacking you first. So he'd sooner cross his tipping point of realizing what he and Hero are doing is wrong.

That's not to say Hero would be unaffected by this change. There would have been a couple details different:

- He would have made comments about her appearance, once the captivity started to show. That particular method of breaking self esteem didn't occur to him in the original storyline: since he wasn't attracted to Villain, in his eyes there was nothing "lost".

- I think that while his dialogue wouldn't change that much, the tone might be more faux-affectionate. Using petnames, belittling her, almost pretending to have pity. Those things would happen more often.

- He wouldn't have send Sidekick down there to clean her up. He was telling the truth in his answer to your question: he wouldn't do anything sexually inappropriate. And sending a teenage boy to clean an adult woman would feel icky to him. He wouldn't be gentle or anywhere near patient with Villainess while he cleaned her himself, but there's line he won't cross.

Well, one sidenote about that, actually.

There's a hint of an inflated ego in that one standard he has: in his eyes, if you can't get someone in your bed of their own accord, then that just means you're not very good at it. For him, people who commit sexually explicit crimes are basically confessing they can't get anyone to like them consensually, and he thinks very lowly of those people.

I've been thinking about how Hero would view women. We've seen what he was willing to do to Amy in the flashback. I hesitate to call him sexist, for one simple reason: yes he sees every woman as a means to an end. But he sees everyone that way.

As you can imagine, his relationships usually didn't last very long. Either he got bored, or she realized how he truly saw her.

The closest he can get to being fond of someone, is enjoying the role they fullfil to him. Jackson was good at accepting Chris's manipulation, and he was socially vulnerable, so Chris enjoyed his company. It was the closest Hero/Chris has gotten to having a friend.

Sidekick is also easily manipulated (due to being a minor and in Hero's care), so now and then Hero will feel a spark of fondness. Not really parental, more the way you like your favorite mug.

#this turned into a hero meta-analysis halfway through but i hope i answered your question #behind the masks #my stuff #hero #my writing #genderbend AU #manipulation cw #female whumpee #toxic masculinity #it sometimes feels like these characters are living in my brain #and i love poking hero with a stick and trying to figure out what exactly is wrong with him #what a horrid little man he is. #(and if im gonna be honesf ive wondered in the past whether i made him too stereotypical..) #(like I'm not the only writer on here with a manipulative sadistic whumper y'know?) #('remember the two cakes comic!' yeah i know but it's still nice to know that Hero is interesting to other people too) #(ANYWAY im ranting and ive praddled on long enough haha)

[dragonfly0808]

To be honest the only thing I can appreciate about fate is that they provided nuance and linear character development to Rivens character that doesn’t reset after a season without reason. I think they were really setting up the slow burn for future rivusa and I honestly thought they were the best part of the show. The only thing fate probably did better in addition to how anyone of all genders can be fairies or specialists was the nuance added to rivusas relationship and dynamic. The cartoon always made them the drama and reused plot points to pad runtime which is so infuriating. But I felt like fate kinda managed to keep their core dynamic (besides ultra petty arguments that were so unnecessary) of banter etc while maintaining Rivens bad boy persona while simultaneously being able to show he cares for Musa in some way (they definitely knew they were nostalgia bating with him carrying her in fate and even winx club official posted abt it on ig).

I will not lie though I kinda eh abt rivens casting too. Freddy thorpe is so hot and rlly has sexual tension with everyone but a cookie cutter white boy wasn’t exactly what I was expecting to be riven. I know riven is more racially ambiguous but I always thought he was Asian like Musa or waisian because of his narrower eyes. (I do acknowledge everyone does have a diff take on the race of this man and the purple onion head isn’t helping) Even if they wanted him to be a cookie cutter white boy, they could have at least gave him the magenta hair?? Like it probably doesn’t even need to be fully magenta like maybe magenta dip dye might have worked?? Could have given him manbun or a ponytail to give somewhat of a semblance to his spikey hair. Eh maybe future ideas for the new live action reboot of they wish for some accuracy

I will admit I was actually pretty invested in Riven and Rivusa in season 2. I always thought both Riven and Helia were mixed, bordering on white passing so the casting for me is also meh but he did a good job with what he was given.

The only thing I genuienly enjoyed (aside from Bea) was that they let Riven grow even if it was a little bit and they seemed to somewhat understand what made Rivusa appealing.

#winx club #winx rewrite #winx #winx headcannon #winx musa #winx rivusa #winx riven #fate riven #Fate rivusa #fate the winx saga #winx headcannons

[lizardgimpking]

Book Review: Aliens vs Predator: Ultimate Prey (Various Authors)

It’s no secret to anyone who knows me that I’m a huge fan of the ‘Alien‘ franchise, and also a big fan of the ‘Predator’ series. Their famously crossed over butting of heads has led to some...decidedly mixed cinematic offerings, and a whole bunch of games, books and comics that vary from fantastic (Fire and Stone) to indisputable guilty pleasures (A v P v Judge Dredd). I must admit I’ve never read a AvP novel before this anthology offering, although I’ve dipped my toes into the written world of the ‘Alien’ franchise several times in recent years (The two Alex White novels are excellent). This collection of short stories seemed like a fun way to see how these two franchises merged in writing...and, well, indeed it was!

Featuring 15 stories from 16 authors, this is a pretty robust little anthology book. One thing I really appreciated was the consistency in length. There’s a little give either side, but pretty much every installment in this book runs for around 30 pages. That’s just the right amount to make for a solid day’s reading, which means you can comfortably work your way through the book at a nice clip of one story a day, with no need to pause in the middle of each one. You can obviously read more, or indeed less, but I found the pacing of each story to be just right for a fun daily excursion into the AvP universe.

As with any anthology collection, there’s ups and downs in terms of quality. It’s hard to feature so many authors, all dabbling in the same playground, without encountering some lackluster offerings along the way. There’s no utterly unreadable stories in the book, especially since none particularly outstay their welcome, but there are some rather uninspired concepts and iffy characterisation going on here. I won’t call out any of my least favourites, but needless to say there’s about 3 or 4 that just felt completely bland and/or more than a little goofy in premise and execution. There’s also a frequent lean towards including ‘female’ Predators in the mix, which whilst not the worst thing ever, did rub me the wrong way a little. I personally consider the Predator species as something of a gender ambiguous design, but several of the stories use the female body template designed for the game ‘Predator: Hunting Grounds’, which means they have breast armour and a generally smaller, curvier figure. That’s not to say they don’t still kick ass, and it’s also not to say that several of the stories don’t use the concept of female warriors/hunters in thematically interesting ways, I just prefer the idea that the basic Predators we’ve met in the films aren’t necessarily male or female, or...we at least can’t tell. Not every two-legged fictional species needs to conform to human body standards.

My favourite story is definitely ‘The Hotel Mariposa‘ by David Barnett, which pairs Aliens and Predators with a ‘haunted’, reality distorting hotel, where a group of amateur ghost hunters get caught up in the chaos of both the hotel’s influence, but also the two warring factions within. It’s a really creative and fun idea, pairing shades of ‘The Shining’ with AvP in a way that seems insane, but ultimately really works. I would love to see that concept, or something similar explored more in a full novel. This anthology really works best when it’s pairing these franchises with interesting concepts and time periods. Or at the very least, interesting portrayals of its creatures...particularly the Predators themselves, which are obviously intelligent beings with a known honour code. When they’re made into characters themselves, with internal thought processes and relationships with the human protagonists, rather than just being big beefy monsters, that’s when things feel especially engaging. I could’ve done with less of the ‘hoomans’ kinda internal dialogue, but I did tend to enjoy the stories with Predators as characters more than the ones with them as generic killers. Included of note in this anthology book are follow-ups to both the movie ‘Predators’ and the novel ‘Aliens Phalanx’, the latter of which even written by the original novels author; Scott Sigler. Whilst the ‘Predators’ continuation is a little lacking, I really enjoyed the ‘Phalanx’ sequel, and it’s interesting to see what was once just an Aliens story weave in Predator mythology in ways that work surprisingly well and open the door for another continuation, short or long-form, in the future.

All in all, this is a mixed bag, as all anthologies are. But none of the stories are complete duds, and those that are a little lacking are never unending, thanks to the rather nice ‘tight 30 pages’ format of the novel. It’s worth getting through some of the duds to enjoy the highlights, because there’s some really fun reads here. If you’re a fan of these franchises, particularly combined? This one’s a fun read, and definitely worth a look.

Read it or Leave it : Read It.

Reading Next (Dead Ground by M.W. Craven)

#The Stickman #Alien #Predator #Aliens #Aliens vs Predator #AvP #Novel #Anthology #Scott Sigler #Titan Books #Sci-Fi #Horror #Review #Book #The Shining

[elmendea]

"butchered charas, cheesy dialogue, lazy linguistics, rubbery CGI, & subpar costumes"

YOUR WORDS YOU CLOWN

Sanctus fæx, spare me. But okay, let’s break this down, shall we? I’m in serious pain and a vile mood to boot. Let’s have at it.

Firstly, I have, do, and will continue to critique the show on all these points. To wit:

1. butchered characters -- I won’t really be able to tell if a character has been chewed up and spat out and turned into someone else until I watch the actual series. And no, “Galadriel being a warrior” does not count as this, to me. I’ve read enough of the lore to see where that concept could be extrapolated from, and frankly? Galadriel is not actually just a holier-than-thou mystic sorceress we get shown primarily in the Jackson films. By the end of the Third Age she’s been fighting the long defeat and she’s tired. In the Second Age? She still has plenty of fire in her belly and it’s not a leap to imagine she had an axe to grind. Her life during the First Age was a little tempestuous, to put it lightly. When the Valar offered safe passage for the Eldar to get themselves (back) over to Valinor, Galadriel’s response was essentially “nah fam I’m good”. This is a whole post in itself, though, so I’ll leave this here until Friday.

I don’t think a character’s aesthetic can be butchered, technically, since I find it less important than the character’s personality -- see Elrond, for a prime example of my thinking, here. I still have gripes about some of those aesthetics  for more-than-aesthetic reasons (the short hair on male elves bothers me a little, not just because I don’t like short hair personally, but because I think it adds to the ever-so-slight gender ambiguity and largely feminine [in a non-gender-essentialist context, and for lack of a better word -- maybe “yin” fits more?] energy of the elves; but using Elrond as an example again: Rob Aramayo’s performance shows this energy, which is what allowed me to set those preferences aside.)

2. cheesy dialogue -- I have called it out when I heard it. Nori’s “there’s wonders in this world beyond our wandering, I can feel it” still makes me cringe. Again, for a more thorough judgement, we’re going to have to wait until Friday. But also, at the same time -- cheesiness can be highly subjective. I’ve had differences of opinion with people who found that line perfectly acceptable.

3. lazy linguistics -- still call it out and always will. To a pernickety point, I’ll readily admit. I still think “Elanor Brandyfoot” is the laziest effing name anyone could come up with (no hobbits had been named Elanor BEFORE Sam and Frodo visited Lothlórien, that’s kind of the whole thing -- and Elanor Gamgee’s nickname was “Elanorellë”, not Nori, which has obviously already been used for a dwarf), hobbits didn’t seem to use surnames or clan names before the settling of the Shire anyway, “Bronwyn” and “Theo” are so incredibly primary world-esque that it actually teeters on breaking immersion (and the “they might be ancestors of the Rohirrim” doesn’t really fly, either, as the Rohirrim are canonically descended from the Northmen). Lissincë, I’m a linguist in training, and that is ENTIRELY the fault of Tolkien’s Legendarium. This is my jam. You think for one minute that I won’t be annoyingly nitpicky about names, even if I enjoy the show?

4. rubbery CGI -- have called it out and will continue to do so. The first trailer, to me, was not their finest offering in the CGI department. The subsequent teasers and trailers have improved vastly, but I’ve never hesitated to point out what seems a little too CGI-heavy for my own liking. But again: this can be quite subjective. A lot of people hated the use of heavy CGI in The Hobbit films; I personally wasn’t terribly bothered by it.

5. subpar costumes -- not once, not once, have I been impressed with the show’s costuming. I have made that blazingly obvious, repeatedly. The closest I can come to actually liking the costuming choices is thinking the dwarvish costumes seem fairly solid and Dísa’s makeup is actually flawless for a dwarf princess. As I said above, I still dislike short hair on male elves. I was astonished in the worst way when I first saw pictures of Charles Edwards as Celebrimbor -- how they made such a ridiculously handsome man look so utterly downright dowdy is beyond me. I stand by that. I continue to be unimpressed with the costuming on this show. I really, really hope in later seasons (or even episodes) it improves.

I hope that was elucidating for you. 🙄

#rings of power #mauya sárayulda enta... #<-- yeah that's just gonna be my default tag for dealing with tomfoolery from now on

[matches-is-meow]

Hello! I'm here to request a romantic MHA matchup if you could please! I'm a 16 year old female but I look and act mature for my age(due to trauma) so I often get mistaked as an 18 year old or even older sometimes. Some good qualities of mine are maturity, level headedness, and then I can be motherly. Some bad traits can include bluntness, coming off as cold, and stubbornness. I'm an introvert so i hate being around crowds and speaking infront of people I also have social anxiety so that doesn't help... I would much prefer staying at home watching anime and petting my pets than going out... More of my fun and loud side comes out around my friends or the right people. My hobbies or things I enjoy include hanging out with friends, swimming, listening to music, art, laying in bed on my phone, animals(I want to work with animals as a job), watching anime, the ocean(I love water if I could choose a quirk it would be water based), stargazing(I love galaxies, the moon and stars I find everything so fascinating), the colors black, blue, purple, then finally goth/emo style and aesthetic! Some dislikes of mine are bananas, P.E./sports(volleyball is okay tho), and men/father figures in my life-. My music taste includes the artists, The Neighborhood, Girl In Red, The Arctic Monkeys, Billie Eilish, Melanie Martinez, Alec Benjamin, Corpse, and Conan Gray! I'm bisexual/omnisexual so either gender could work but in mha I lean towards having a stronger preference for the guys compared to the girls so do with that what you will. Traits I dislike in others are immaturity, impatience, disrespect, pushing boundaries, and not listening. Traits I look for in others are respect, kindness, understanding, patience, and humor. A bit about my appearance is I have longish black hair, pale skin, freckles, i'm a bit chubby, and tall(5'8). Im also very insecure and I doubt myself a lot but I'm trying to work on that! Some love languages include words of affirmation, quality time, physical touch and sometimes acts of service. I have mental and physical health issues so I would need someone who could accept and be able to handle that. I would also need someone that would accept that I have trauma as well. I would want this relationship to be a two way thing so its very important that they give the same effort I'm giving into the relationship. I would prefer not to be matched with Denki, Bakugou, Iida, Tokoyami or any adult since I'm a minor. I think thats it... I'm sorry if I missed anything you needed or if this is to long! I understand if you don't get to me right away! I hope your having a nice day! Thank you!

alrighhhhtttttt girly pop thanks so much for asking, i really appreciated the specificity in the ask. and look, i know you said that you you leaned to the guys but i feel like you would mesh really well with Tsuyu if you didnt specify a dude. yall have similar vibes. But i eventually just decided against it, but uhhhhh heres your matchup!! i had a ton of fun writing this one.

and your matchup isss…… *drumroll*

Shoto Todoroki (yay!)

Todoroki made a very conscious effort not to get crushes on anybody, ever. He had seen how damaging relationships could get, and there was always an ambiguous fear that he would turn out like his father. Sooo very celibate he was.

until uh oh spegettio!! you dont choose who you are and what you love in this world!!!

He would not consider himself hot headed; he would not. He would not consider himself cold hearted; he would not. But somehow emotion flowed and ebbed easier with sensible, level headed you around.

or maybe…

maybe it was the time you sat him down and asked him how he was doing. What? Why did you ask him, what favor did you owe him? was this… just your nature? to care about people, care about him?

what probably reallllly did him in was the brief glimpses of affection you gave him. Little shoulder touches here, the touch of an arm there, barely noticeable to anyone not utterly starved of affection.

Todoroki is very starved of affection.

He would pine, long, and yearn for so long before asking you on a date. It would be weeks, months, years, even if he could wait that long.

He would ask you out in a carefully planned scenario with every variable double and triple checked.

he probably wrote a script of what he was going to say and deadass pulled it out to you in front of your face.

hes trying his best honey

He was very awkward at first, but after a couple of dates,,,,, oooh boy, he treats you like a queen.

he is so determined to not be like his dad that he will literally be the textbook definition of ”healthy stable relationship”

Mans opens the door, pulls out the chair, splits the check, after you beg for half of it, glares at mineta, remembers your birthday,, wow.

and. the best thing of all. is how he gets it. he knows how it is to just HATE. your father figure and to have a lot of trauma. he feels just such empathy because hes been there.

If you wanna rant, he's there.

you wanna pretend that father figures are just a societal hallucination, he’s there

if you wanna be held close, he’s there.

he thinks your so great, by the way. you ground him with your honesty when he feels like the world is drifting away a bit, and, not to be weird but he feels super happy on the inside that you have social anxiety because he gets a little scared that something bad might happen to you, and he loves quality time with his queen!

Also, sweetie, he has a sixth sense for when you feel insecure so just be prepared to be overly showered in love and affection when every you complain about yourself.

He is definitely a fan of nicknames, kinda gives darling and love kind of vibes.

oh, and one more thing.

he will kill for you.

/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/

hey hidey hey! I have no clue what possessed me with the kinda edgy ending there, but Todoroki would not date someone he is not prepared to risk it all for, sooooooo yeah. Tysm internet person, it was a really neat profile to work with.

#bnha matchups #mha matchups #shoto todoroki #bnha #mha #matchups open

[forgottenlivesobverse]

‘Scene to Uncover’

Cody Schell, our cover designer, also wrote ‘Scene to Uncover’ for Forgotten Lives 2, a story of the ambiguous Graeme Harper Doctor. He tells us more…

What made you want to write for Forgotten Lives 2?

I’ve always loved the idea of the mysterious, and at one time apocryphal, Morbius Doctors, and the mystery they embody. It’s also a worthy cause to fight an illness that has affected my family.

What's your story about?

A darkened theatre in a liminal space in which the Doctor is able to interact with a performance that is actually a two-way communication from the deep past, just after Event One.

What did you most enjoy about writing for this version of the Doctor?

Funny enough, I had some influence on the idea of how this Doctor was developed.  Paul Hanley and I frequently have rambling conversations where we talk about our ideas for characters and fictional worlds, things we will probably never have a chance to write. In light of the Jodie Doctor, we were sort of bemoaning the lack of diversity amongst the Morbius Doctors (although now they feel all very different, after Forgotten Lives 1 and 2)  I jokingly suggested that maybe one of the Doctors was actually female and sometimes wore a ‘slightly psychic beard’ on her adventures. Paul ran with this idea when drawing the Harper Doctor, which in turn influenced Aditya Bidikar’s story in Forgotten Lives 1.  It was great for me to then be able to be influenced by Aditya’s version of this Doctor. It was fun to give this Doctor some backstory, and maybe more importantly explain why we see this lack of gender diversity in Time Lord culture.

What were the influences on your story, and what genre were you writing in?

I loved the idea of doing something about pre-film entertainment, but also something sort of Twilight Zone-ish, where there’s something weird happening and it’s not necessarily sci-fi.  I thought about how unreal the Celestial Toymaker feels and wondered, what if he came from some street outside of time, a street with a toy store, a theatre, a cafe. This is the story of the Fountain Theatre and the Usher in charge of it. Just as the Toymaker has his realm, so does the Usher.

Aside from the one you've used, which of the Forgotten Lives Doctors is your favourite?

The Camfield Doctor is my favourite design of Paul Hanley’s, and I remember Cold Fusion felt like such a special book at the time.  Just in general, Obverse Books tries to carry on the whimsical, experimental weirdness of the ‘Wilderness Years’ more than anyone else publishing Who-y stuff, although the Gary Russell era of Big Finish did a good job of that too. It’s things like Cold Fusion, Verdigris, Scherzo, The Year of the Pig or Sky Pirates! that really made me interested in writing Who-ish stories for myself.  

Can you describe your story's Doctor in three words?

Curious, Pensive, Delighted!

#graeme harper #morbius doctors #forgotten lives 2 #doctor who

[unproduciblesmackdown]

question re: for the joie de vivre, asked for the joie de vivre: were there any particular lines / details / etc that you put in with the intention of conveying "this is Nonbinary/Genderfluid Rian (Billions)", or was it more a case of "it's in the tags, knowing and perceiving is left as an exercise for the reader"

ooh yeah for the joie de vivre is for the joie de vivre so truly exactly in the spirit of things

most immediately to the point: more of the latter, where it's like yeah this interpretation has kind of always been there such that naturally it doesn't feel like anything would really be changed if hypothetically it was made to be addressed directly in the text. and then it's just like, yep, this is the framework / general perspective, and the tag is there as an exercise to know & perceive, or, of course, just be considering / ruminating on as much for enrichment & wellbeing

related to the "was already always perceiving rian as gendery" and also being gendery oneself it's like yeah it's not like there's people having these So Cis moments (and not in a closeted "oh yeah we're all so totally cis right. tfw" way) that'd need to be excised if using tags where anyone's nonbinary....then there's also the convenience of having a nonbinary pov character here also, And who's involved in everything going on, so there's plenty of room in that way for anyone else here to be nonbinary, or, say, "weird" with their Affect(tm) / comport / etc whatever. and there's no approach that like, for things to be Sexual is inherently also to heighten the supposed Gender Binaryness of everyone's bodies & behaviors, such as that [gender is a shell game, lift up the cup, there's nothing there] desirability / eroticism is described via how Unlike [thee Other gender] someone is innately being in this situation. fun to get into details without either worrying about maintaining some ultimate mystery Or preventing anyone from being like you're fingering which hole right now? not really important. there's classics like firmness softness pressure heat wetness to be found in various ways various places, and it can be appreciated & enjoyed for its physicality & stimulation without being a Test of how much someone has the supposed platonic ideal body for supposed platonic ideal sex....think taylor mentally refers to winston's Dick less than he does theirs in the other briefer fic i wrote, and after he refers to it as such first....let's check. yep! pov winston w/5 references specifically to their dick(tm) vs taylor pov 1 to his. with, naturally, some differences in what all's going on....also fun to do things like write winston blowing rian where w/this description it's like yeah it works no matter specifics of geometric configurations really. if someone's rubbing someone off then you get the gist of the essentials already, room to maneuver

with similar potential ambiguity, it's like, rian could already be out to these two in this fic, and if not, it'll happen at some other point, just chilling atm....less [whee yippee]ly, sprinkled the concept into the wip limbo in like Vignettes Of Malaise of basically winston in that misalignment where he's thinking of himself & rian as friends & hoping/trying for constructive developments on that front, versus, as in canon, rian thinking of herself as a person & winston as not a person (and even when trying to adopt that angle like aughh it's so difficult to do it like billions does it and have rian have such bizarre perspectives / lack of any consideration of pretty much any concepts) wherein it's like, winston might feel Affirmed to be confided in & have that apparently be a rewarding experience for rian, but then like, well if you think telling winston anything Vulnerable is actually instead a completely safe test run b/c again, not seeing him as a person you're sharing things with, just a possession you're doing things at/to....but in that scenario of course it's not About [textual nonbinarity win!] as thee crux of the idea. to write about her coming out or doing anything else where it's not miserable sure requires further deviation from / dismissal of canon ofc, and to write her already being out would require writing about something else going on also like ah shit compounding the difficulties lol

so yeah no like easter eggs in that way! but fr i did still have it in mind at all & engaging in some [text description of bodies / spatial movements / textures, with room to maneuver] is fun & enriching anyways and only pairs well w/nonbinarity. even when things are also "obvious" b/c they're also not meant to be Not, like well, no Gotcha surrounding that here. and no characters are particularly interested in Asserting Their Own &/Or Their Declaration Of Someone Else's Gender by way of this sex they're having somehow so it was like yeah not particularly like any room had to be made for [p.s. rian nonbinary] in that it was already gonna be there. not unlike winston's autistacity ofc, he's also not necessarily, specifically, explicitly Out about that, but doesn't need to be, may not know it himself, doesn't have to....as ever, the power that the [trans/autistic] similarities & parallels & overlaps & resonances etc etc can have here, but we have to spin off into an au about it

#winston billions #hell yeah thanks!

[woodface]

In the past week, I’ve rewatched season 1 of Motherland: Fort Salem as I wanted to get a refresher before diving into the new season. I’m just amazed to have a character like Sarah Alder grace our screens now. Her character is so ambiguous and there are so many themes we usually mostly see for male characters. It’s a delight the way this show turns gender roles upside down.

I’m intrigued to see where this season is going to take her. I can see it going both ways and I honestly don’t know which I would prefer. Okay, maybe I do have a slight preference, but I won’t be mad if it takes the other route anyway because it’s just amazing character development. 

I love how she teeters on the edge of being a villain while at the same time also seemingly truly caring for everyone who is put in her charge and acting out of a sense of doing the right thing. She’s the tragic hero who compromises time and again, making sacrifices for the better good until it becomes unclear if she’s still a hero at all given the number of sacrifices she made along the way. She’s selfless and selfish all at once, and I am thoroughly enjoying the duality of her character.

We’ve seen several glimpses on how the Salem Accord came to. It’s clear that the Salem witch trials were putting everyone she knew and held dear in danger. She lost her sister and who knows who else, and in the end, she made a deal with the devil. She vowed to protect her country in exchange for the lives of all the witches.

I wonder how many witches there were at that time. If the matrilines we see now all begin at Salem or whether Alder made that deal for witches she didn’t even know. Or was she always in charge? She was portrayed as a very young girl in the play we saw, around the age of the new recruits really.

She tied her life to those that hated her, that wanted her kind destroyed, and she tied the lives of everyone else as well. Even this first act is ambiguous as we have no idea whether all other witches were on board with this plan or not. We do know that she did it to save her own live and that of those around her and in that moment she sealed the fate of all her kindred.

A deal with the devil. To save their lives, but also to risk it for those that would have killed them all. I can imagine that in that moment, the military she created felt like family. It was us against them, hoping to buy approval and create a world where they could be safe. She put the weight of the world on her shoulders and the entire future of all the witches suddenly depended on her getting them through.

I wonder if she realised how much wars would follow after, or if she thought that it’d be the end after this one conflict. No way anyone could stand up against them, especially not civilians without any witchcraft. Only one war leads to a next and she watches the families she wanted to protect lay down their lives. She extends her own life, has people who willingly give her their life energy so she can continue the conflict. So she can continue the fight. 

Except the fight never ends and she makes comprises. Just like she did with the Salem Accord. She spent 300 years making sacrifices and feeling responsible for this world she created. Power corrupts, and it probably corrupted Alder just as much. One compromise leading to another, all for good reasons. A whole line of good intentions leading her further and further down the path. First the Camarilla, then the Spree. A reason to keep fighting and she has to see it through. She started it all, didn’t she?

I can imagine that Alder carries a lot of guilt with her. That over 300 years, she might even have forgotten some of the awful things she had to do, but I also think that she truly believes she’s doing the right thing. That she means it when she greets each new batch of recruits and sees them as her daughters. Her legacy. She is responsible for them being there, she is responsible for how they might die fighting for her. 

And aside from that, after 300 years, she truly believes that she’s the only one who can see them true. She has to be, right? After all, she’s had young witches give up their life force to keep her going. If she can’t fix it, then their sacrifice was meaningless. She’s come this far, she’s compromised so much, to turn back now and give up the reigns of control is not an option. 

Her connection with the Biddies intrigues me. Even in S1 we see her truly caring for them and I can’t imagine that’s a lie. She is tied to them so deeply, shared thoughts and memories. I wonder if it’s also her connection to the world. Through each new person she binds to, she sees a new generation and cares for a new generation. 

It’s so intriguing watching the impact this bond has on Tally. Tally was so ready to rebel against Alder when she realised that Alder sacrifices those hostages and Tally is the moral compass of this entire show. To have her suddenly do a 180 is interesting because now she’s seeing into Alder’s mind and she’s seen her intentions and she understands it.

Now, it’s not surprising because people will justify their actions even to themselves. Alder is the most unreliable narrator to her own history, but I do think that Tally saw something good in her and wants to believe in her.

Which leads me to wonder where they’re taking this. Tally exploring Alder’s memories is not going to end well either way. Nikte seems to be the founder of the Spree and I imagine that whatever Alder did to push her to such extreme measures won’t be pretty. 

I really hope that whatever influence Alder is now having on Tally, that it works in both ways. I would love to see Alder having to re-evaluate her actions seeing them through Tally’s eyes. The moment where this jaded character who made so many compromises she doesn’t know herself anymore, sees herself mirrored in the eyes of this young soul who she is now bound to and wants to be better. 

On the other hand, I fear this might just end with them turning Alder into a true villain, but I hope not. I love the complexity in this character so much and I like to believe that she cares. That she cares deeply for each recruit and each life lost, and that it’s that amount of caring that has her stuck where she is. And I would love that to be the reason that she stops, that she realises she can’t compromise more and that Tally becomes the compass she lost so many lifetimes ago.

#sarah alder #general alder #tally craven #motherland fort salem #metabending #i had feels #my apologies if you read all of that

[opalmaplehibiscus]

Information as to Why Twisted Wonderland is NOT an Otome or Dating Sims Game

Hello Everyone! It’s been a while~ ヾ(•ω•`)o I finally found the courage to write Twisted Wonderland content after what happened a couple months ago, when I literally just came back, and while writing a couple of analysis I thought I would write this as an informative rather than an actual analysis of the game.

DISCLAIMER: This post is NOT by any means demeaning otome games or dating sims whatsoever. This was written to clear the misunderstanding people had on the genre of Twisted Wonderland and that anyone should be allowed to be play without feeling restricted or thinking it’s not something they want to try because of misunderstandings. Do NOT use this post as a source to offend people but please use it to inform others.

It’s no longer old news that Twisted Wonderland frequently gets called an “otome game” or dating sims by people who never played the game before. People on twitter, youtube, and even those that were trying to or supposed to advertise the game have often categorized it as such. This wouldn’t have been such a big deal had people recognize and acknowledge that the game isn’t after being explained to about it, but after hearing their arguments as to why they refuse to change how they think about it, the frustration pent up for nearly a year has finally bubbled over.  Buckle your seats everyone cause today is the day this argument ends once and for all!

First off, let’s start off with what makes an otome/dating-sims an otome/dating sim. Both are very similar, where, according to Japan’s Wikipedia, Nico dictionary, Kotobanks, and many more Japanese dictionary sites, otome games (i.e. 乙女ゲーム)  are games which includes a female MC who has the opportunity to attract the very attractive male characters in the game and enter a love route with each of them separately or harem-like. Dating sims are a bit different. Dating sims (i.e. 恋愛シミュレーションゲーム)  falls into to two definitions with the first one being the exact reversal of otome: MC being male, the love interest characters being very attractive females. The second definition is the one many are familiar with – a romantic visual novel. Believe it or not the first definition is the original definition of what dating-sim games are, the second meaning derived from many attempts of using the term “dating-sim” incorrectly by the English speaking gamers to the point society now believes it’s the actual meaning.

However, this difference doesn’t change that both otome and dating sims are very close. Both genres include gender-specific MC(s) (there’s been games where a player can play either male or female), handsome/beautiful characters with their respective love routes, and a main plot to follow. In addition to this, when the game is in mobage format, there’s going to be showers of fan service in the form of events and gacha-cards, though, arguably, it doesn’t change the fact that the MCs would still be interacting with the characters romantically.

So, from the explanation written above, Twisted Wonderland falls into that category, right? Sorry not sorry, that’s wrong. Sure, Twisted Wonderland has many characters to swoon over since…I mean…they’re drawn and written by Yana Toboso and her staff and…there hasn’t been anyone so far who had the capability of saying no to characters she personally had drawn or created. But! It doesn’t mean that the game is a dating sim or otome.

One of the reasons Twisted Wonderland isn’t one of them is how the game is set up. There are no routes the MC can enter nor can the MC pick and choose which characters to focus on in general. Like FGO and Granblue Fantasy, the MC solely follows the main plot and has to interact with all the characters they’re introduced to whether they like it or not. The same logic is applied when playing events – the MC will be participating and talking to all the characters involved in the event. Not once does the game give the opportunity for the MC to choose who they can talk to and participate in the event with the person they chose. The only time it’ll be one-on-one is, most of the time, getting the desired character’s card through gacha or when the event sets the story where the MC has no choice but to talk to a character one-to-one. For the latter though, the MC isn’t going to be able to wish for the character they want to talk to – it’s completely random and up to the writers who they want the MC to interact with.

For otome and dating-sims alike, especially in mobage format, the MC has the opportunity to choose who they wish to focus on and interact solely with the characters they chose whether it’s the main story, event, and card story. It can even be arguably said that otome and dating sims focus solely on the MC and their love interest interaction more than anything else. As for Twisted Wonderland, again, that does not happen. Twisted Wonderland, in addition to progressing the main story and revealing more about the characters involved, focuses on everyone’s interaction with each other including the NPCs. The game shows the other characters that aren’t interacting with the MC talking to other characters and what role they were playing while the MC was busy with the group the writer had them interact with during that time. Even in the card stories, most of the card stories involve more character-to-character interaction rather than MC-to-character interaction.

Speaking of which, the MC in Twisted Wonderland, the game, is gender ambiguous.  Not once did the game developers and story writers mentions the MC as a specific gender like the other romance games. Heck, most of the characters don’t even use a gender-specific pronoun such as 彼女 (“kanojo” = she) or  彼 (“kare” = he) when referring to the MC. They usually refer to the MC by their given position, 監督生 ( “kantokusei”  = prefect). The only exception is when the game’s mascot and MC’s buddy, Grim (the blue-fire monster), who uses あいつ ( “aitsu”) which is a gender neutral pronoun that holds the vague meaning of “that one” or “that person”. There’s also the fact that the MC’s default name is ユウ (“Yuu”), which is name used by either genders in Japan and how the MC uses gender neutral pronouns when regarding themselves  as 自分 (“jibun”) and others as 貴方/あなた (“anata”).

Even during the official advertisement, official summary, official game archive book ( i.e., Twisted Wonderland Magical Archives), and posts made by the staff on twitter, not once did they specify the gender of the MC. In fact, they never once even specified the gender of the audience they’re targeting the game towards nor say anything about there being romance or any hints of harem-esque situations that involves the MC in any shape or form. The most “direct” statement made by Twisted Wonderland’s staff was from an email a fellow Twisted Wonderland fan had sent to the staff after a magazine had advertised the game as “Disney’s first game for women”. The email from the staff mentions that they wanted the game to be enjoyed by everyone, REGARDLESS OF GENDER. (link to said post here)

If they had any intentions of making the game otome-like or dating sim-like, Aniplex, Disney, and Twisted Wonderland staff would’ve mentioned that the game has romance or the possibility for there being romance when releasing the story summary, game system set up, and their ads. Not only would they have done that to get the audience they wish to target but speaking of it legally, they are required to mention it since there’s liability on their part on informing their customers on anything they need to know in regard to the game they’re playing. Age restrictions, fees, game play, and the like – Twisted Wonderland also had to go through the same process like any other visual novel games to be developed and released.

In a way, Twisted Wonderland can be seen as another Touken Ranbu or KanColle, but with an actual main story plot to progress through. All three games’ MCs are gender ambiguous, great characters to throw-er-spend money on, and have fun game plays. Sure, unlike Touken Ranbu and KanColle, where their MCs continues to be gender ambiguous in their anime and manga adaptation, Twisted Wonderland’s MC in the manga adaptation ended up being male – however, a statement was released by Yana revealed that the MC in the game and the MC for the manga are not the same people. (Link here) Meaning, the “real” or “official” MC’s gender continues to be gender ambiguous for the sake of continuing to attract all genders to play the game.

All of this being said, Twisted Wonderland is a fun, visual novel game and supposed to be enjoyed by everyone – each to their own way and passion. No one shouldn’t be discouraged from playing it solely because of false advertisements or misconceptions made by others who haven't played the game yet.

I hope this clears things up and hopefully helps others persuade people into playing the game! 

#twst #twisted wonderland #game info