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#i went to school with her sister jojo
irl · 4 months
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in that same town because i was only out and about at night, i also got a reputation for myself. i joined the ranks of the local cryptids with the doll girl and the penny lady. i heard so many stories about myself from people who didnt know they were talking to the legend. and it was so dumb too lmao
small towns, an alternative looking person in all black that only shows up at night and wanders around the town square? thatll do it
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shipandrunforit · 5 months
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Dropping some Heartsteel head cannons I have bc these thoughts won’t leave me alone and I’m curious how much they are going to tie in magic with this (bc Kayn and Ezreal still have their powers)
Kayn and Rhaast
Was a street kid growing, something happened that lead to him being orphaned and living on the streets for a few years
Accidentally released rhaast while trying to steal things from a museum, Rhaasf was not happy about having the situation and tried to leave but Kayn didn’t let him go out of spite.
Two slowly grew to be friends but aren’t the healthiest of friends with Kayns ego feeding into Rhaast, especially when their on stage, and Rhaast has a tendency to voice and pressure kayn to follow through on intrusive thoughts or actions.
Rhaaat was the one who thought of them entering the music industry (wanted everyone’s eyes on him) and so they worked their ass off to get into the industry.
Rhaast also enjoys the dramatics, got very board sitting in the weapon for years and enjoys putting on a show and being a show off.
Ezreal
Was sort of like those Disney kids from the Mickey Mouse club, was how he got into the industry at such a young age. (Also could be why kayn calls him the pop star Prince, is bc he was everywhere for a while).
Is an orphan and is being raised by his uncle
Not sure how he got teleportation when he doesn’t seem to have the gauntlet but he very much loves using his abilities to jump around the city and do parkour.
Would probably also use it to sneak out at times either to hide from his old manager when he was in trouble
First time he did this in front of the boys was bc he was too lazy to walk to the kitchen and he scared the crap out of K’Sante, still make jokes about it.
The dog sleeps in his room, was also the one to name the dog.
Good af editing, especially on computers
Yone
Started out as a dj and went to music school and even taught his brother a few basics of being a dj as well.
Still had a falling out with his brother bc he saw how bad the industry was and didn’t want Yasuo to get involved. Led to them having a fight and haven’t really talked since
Is very into mythology and folklore (is why for his section of music video we see the azukana spirt. Is also partially bc I have no fucking clue how else to tie that part of his backstory into this).
Boys played a prank on him by switching his coffee once, long story short they all (including Rhaast) collectively agreed never to do this again bc of how terrifying the results of this prank where
Yone is one of the best drawers in the group besides Sett and the two talk about animations sometimes (Yone animated the fox in his section)
Has made the boys Dino nuggets at one point
Sett
Is a big fan of comics, animation, and pfp fighting games
Did the drawings for his section as well as the animations for the background (am referring to that scene in the end of the music video)
Dad was a boxer who left when Sett was young
Sett also knows how to box and worked as a boxer for a bit as well as a bouncer maybe. Rap was more of a hobby but when he got signed onto a record label he switched to doing it full time
Punched the paparazzi bc they were harassing his mom
Favorite anime’s include jojo’s bizar adventures and one punch man
Meet Apjelious before Heartsteel at a meuseum that showcasing a new planetarium exhibit. Two hit it off and are now dating.
Aphelios and Alune
He and his sister were involved in choir when they were younger
Alune went off to college to get her degree in business in management and aphelios went stayed home and did his music.
Aphelios lost his voice either due to medical reasons or because of an accident, Alune transferred to a closer college to be with her brother when the news broke out.
Aphelios had a hard time getting further in the industry, was often discredited or people wouldn’t want to work with him bc it was “too much of a hassle”.
Was nervous for his sister to meet Sett only to realize the two get along great and would 100% commit crimes together
Is also a gamer and will do dates with Sett that’s just them playing video games or Sett listening to him ramble on about movie or video game scores.
Aline was very chill with the boys breaking into the studio bjt did tell them not to break anything (spoilers, they did and she was not happy about it).
Alune is the older sibling and will tease her brother and the other boys and is not afraid to fight them if push comes to shove.
K’Sante
Has written and preformed a lot of songs before Heartsteel
Used to work on songs with his ex boyfriend but the two spit up due to the strain working together put on their relationship
Is the relationship expert in the group and will give the others advise or flirting or planning dates or anything else they need help with if they ask.
Loves going to the gym with Sett, might have been how the two of them meet in the first place. They got to talking about music at one point and when they found out the other was looking for someone to collaborate with they decided to work together.
Spot for one another when in the gym
Is the other mom friend of the group but a lot more chill, let’s them get away with more things then Yone would
Is good at filming and old school editing. He and Ezrael did most of the did for the music video and let the others scribble one what they compiled then approved it.
Was against the coffee incident and straight up left the building when it happened.
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iltaimpi · 3 months
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JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Vento Aureo OC: Zucca Korhonen
{I've been working on this for several days. While I will keep the old post, which has also been updated, up, I'm posting this as a new post.}
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{Notice: Contains body horror, mention of suicide, general light gore, lots of blood.}
{Hildá Áile Gurbbet, legally Kurpitsa Lauri Kemppainen, born in the Suomi area of Sàpmi but moving to Italia at a young age and subsequently being raised there, was a... relatively normal child, all things considered.
Their general home and guardianship situation had some oddities, as they were frequently passed awkwardly between various legal guardians due to hectic family affairs and other assorted tragedies.
This trend of frequent relocation started when they were very young, still living in Sàpmi, after the suicide of their mother; the ensuing mental disintegration of their father made him a danger to be around for both himself and others, not to mention more than unfit to care for a very young child. Kurpitsa was thusly moved to live with their very Christian grandmother and less religious aunt in Helsinki.
This lasted briefly, perhaps a year or so; one day, they got home from school to a fleet of emergency vehicles. They were never told what had happened to their grandmother and aunt, but they'd heard in passing that there had been a gas leak, and they were left to fill in the blanks from that. They were effectively hauled off to stay with their aunt-in-law—their uncle's widow—in Italy, far from home (though they could never quite remember where in Italy it had been), until she, too, ended up dead; the death officially alleged to be the result of her actions following a psychotic break, even though she'd never been reported to have shown any symptoms of psychosis. They attributed it to a "very rare byproduct" of the grief of losing her husband. Kurpitsa wasn't sure they ever really believed it, but they hardly knew the woman anyway, so they didn't feel compelled to dwell.
Somehow, Kurpitsa seemed to skirt most of the direct trauma or grieving periods that one would expect to result from the deaths. This was perhaps due to factors such as them being too young to understand the death of their mother, much less the concept of suicide; never having seen the bodies of their grandmother (whose behaviour may have actually been more traumatic than her death, though it didn't seem to stick with them either) or their aunt when the two presumably died; and not having particularly close with their aunt-in-law—the woman wasn't even directly related to them and lived all the way in Italia, for crying out loud! Kurpitsa barely knew her, nevermind had any kind of relationship with her).
Perhaps, though, it was also because, instead of grieving—a natural and healthy thing to go through after such things—and dealing with trauma that should've theoretically originated from all the death surrounding them, they just got used to it.
The trend of these relocations was that they allegedly happened due to general mental instability within the older adults of the family or the vulnerability of more stable ones due to (occasionally supernatural-seeming) hazards of the area they lived in. Or otherwise, just in general terribly bad luck.
So it was a while until they finally settled to live in Napoli with their cousin, Rutabaga (who had changed her name from Lantuu to 'sound more Italian' and usually went by Rita) and uncle, Nauris, who kept his Finnish name and usually still called Rita "Lantuu".
The Korhonens were who they managed to stay with the longest, from between the ages of around 10 to 15, coming to see their cousin more like a sister and building a real relationship with the two. Ultimately, Kurpitsa took the surname of Korhonen—to attach themselves more meaningfully to their family—and, at some point, the forename Zucca, presumably to better fit in with their Italian peers, similarly to Rita, as they felt insecure with their distinctly Finnish name.
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When Zucca was around 14, Nauris died—relatively peacefully, it seemed at the time—of "health complications", but ones that Rita swore up and down that her father was too young to have, so foul play must have been involved; she swore she was going to figure out what actually happened. Her opportunities and capability for this mission were, however, minimal.
At the same time, in the aftermath of the death, Zucca's cousin insisted that unless something better could be arranged, she was capable of and willing to responsibly care for Zucca. Her insistence was an attempt in earnest to offer some sense of stability to Zucca, allowing them to remain in the place they'd lived in the longest, with someone they'd lived with the longest, instead of dragging them off to some other family member (or worse, the system) instead.
Unfortunately, veneered stability could only do so much against alienation and mental instability; Zucca had hit the point where, despite their efforts to fit in with their Italian peers, feelings of isolation became a rampant issue, and the other chemical imbalances were becoming prominent. Being at the age of typical teen angst with a family history of Issues, even if their peers didn't alienate and ostracise them, the rut of anxiety and despair they'd hit was inevitable, and in a vicious cycle, being seen as "troubled" made them more alienated and ostracised.
But when they dared to finally tell Rita why their mood had tanked, Rita responded well with support and understanding to further foster the trust between them and (with the help of some... very low-end counselling they could afford) help Zucca find some foothold, at least some solid ground to stand on while travelling through teenage social darkness.
As far as anyone could tell, Zucca had finally met equilibrium and was in a relatively stable mental state, which was more than they could say for quite a few of the other people in their family, sadly.
But there was one hitch: Rita was a Stand User, whereas Zucca was not. Though they had no Stand of their own, through experience with Rita, Zucca developed at least some general awareness of Stands from Rita; they knew plenty about what, loosely, Stands "were", and, most importantly, how they were typically used for extreme and supernaturally-charged combat. They also had some idea of their cousin's Stand ability, or at least what it could do.
「Heart Demolition」, Rita's Stand, was rather intense. The way that Zucca understood it, through the transmission and reception of information, such as that spoken by mouth or written on paper, a fire could be ignited—the more upsetting the words, the more intense—either burning the mouth of the speaker, to great suffering; effectively allowing the speaker to "breathe fire", still to great suffering; or otherwise simply setting the paper alight, which really didn't bother the paper much although it certainly did it no favours.
Unfortunately, being an older-teen, younger adult Stand User in that area of Italia, living an admittedly quite challenging situation, especially in terms of finance, and most of all still particularly searching for answers she'd not had an opportunity to reach, Rita was led to the seemingly inevitable: attempting to join Passione. With the suggestion of a "friend" of hers, though Zucca wasn't sure which one—though they'd later wish they did—Rita had supposedly met with the so-called 'Polpo', and, as many others had, attempted an initiative test... omitting the fact, of course, that she already had a Stand, much like a to-be preeminent "Gang-star" later would, but with a far-less-victorious outcome.
Zucca, by then at the age of perhaps 15, like with Stands, had at least some vague awareness of what Rita was getting herself into; in fact, they knew a little more than they probably should've, to the extent of understanding the dubious nature of Passione, but still having faith enough in their cousin not to cast doubt on her decision.
When Rita explained what this test entailed, Zucca respectfully tried to keep their distance from the lighter so as not to interfere. Inevitably—though Rita had, at the last second, realised and attempted to salvage the flame—the lighter burnt out when her attention drifted for a few seconds too many.
Zucca, clueless as anyone else in their position would be, suggested that the lighter ‘hadn't burnt out, just very low’ and that, 'technically', if the flame was ‘fed’ without striking the spark wheel, then there would be no harm, no foul, surely, right?
They didn't have any matches in the house. Or other lighters, for that matter. Both were rarely a necessity. So Zucca instead suggested that Rita use 「Heart Demolition」, offering to write something on a paper for Rita to set alight, mostly just out of a desire to feel like they were helping. Rita, none the wiser and happy enough to let her cousin feel useful, so to say, attempted as Zucca suggested, setting the paper alight with a tiny flame.
Though the spark wheel had been untouched, the reignition of the flame, of course, summoned 「Black Sabbath」. A confrontation began, and Rita, though she tried her damned best, didn't have much room to escape or otherwise manoeuvre about, considering they were indoors. However, though they couldn't see what was happening and had no means of protecting themself, Zucca intervened anyway, trying to protect Rita or at least give her a fighting chance. Because they got in the way—perhaps trying to act as a distraction somehow—the Stand, it seemed, refocused on Zucca, ultimately piercing them with the Stand Arrow, to Rita's, and, well, surely their own, dismay.
Zucca's next memory was a blast of heat and blinding light, coupled with a wild burst of, perhaps, blood, from behind them. As if in ignorance of the situation, they turned their head; behind them, they saw Rita, standing for a brief moment—covered in bewildering lacerations from which bloodied razor blades of varying sizes appeared to emerge—before crumpling to the ground, motionless, the blades disappearing, her body seeming to dehisce from itself where the deepest wounds were. Odd movements came from some of the slices on her body, like eyes opening on her flesh—on second look, Zucca found that they were eyes, and making "eye contact" with one of these, they could see the memories of their cousin, leading right up to the memory of what had just happened, what Zucca's brain had failed to process, and at that, Zucca fall apart—literally.
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With a burst of blood and a deep, internal, slicing agony through their whole being, Zucca—somehow still alive—collapsed as their own body, like they witnessed with Rita's, fell asunder, turning them into a shattered mockery of a human form. Despite this, they found themself still both completely conscious, cognisant and even able to move, though barely, between their body not being attached to itself and the combined numbness and immobilisation of the agony. Their ears rang, and where their vision landed first was upon the Stand that had attacked, remaining for a brief moment amongst firelight before it appeared to vanish.
The entire room had effectively been shredded to fragments and utterly torched, still ablaze, even, to the extent that the outer wall had a hole in it, the window blown out. Yet, somehow, nobody seemed to have caught on to the fact that anything had happened at the time despite the noise that they had so blatantly been deafened by and the fire, to Zucca's fortune and misfortune alike. The only thing left unscathed, it seemed, was the lighter, which Zucca reached out to, grabbed, and tossed into the inferno, not affording it a chance to burn out again, like it meant anything to them.
Somehow, they managed to get up partway, limbs reattaching as if they'd never come off, the places where the dismemberment had occurred marked only by pain and protruding razor blades, and pulling those out proved futile and agonising. They barely managed to lug themself over to their cousin, praying to find her alive, reaching out to touch her to... shake her, wake her up. But any chance of her survival was soon obliterated; as soon as a blade stuck in the palm of Zucca's hand came into contact with Rita, the razors that had retracted into Rita's skin suddenly re-emerging and ripping through her body entirely, completely dismembering her, to Zucca's abject horror.
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Zucca remained in the wreckage amongst the flames, frozen in bewilderment, staring at the dismembered pieces and hoping one of the two of them would wake up. They were utterly unable to process after seeing what had just happened. But finally, from the corner of their eye, a glint off the metal of the lighter they'd thrown in their frenzy caught their peripheral and seemed to give them a twisted motivation. Rita and 「Heart Demolition」 had passed the torch to them.
They manoeuvred over to collect the lighter despite the flames and stayed by the body, immobile and mourning, until they heard distant sirens at early daybreak as the fire had already dissolved to ash and, somehow, they were still alive. Whether the sirens were approaching them to finally investigate whatever unholy disaster had occurred in the Korhonen household or whether it was a coincidence, Zucca decided it was in their best interests not to find out. Besides, they had something to take care of.
Dazed, they somehow managed to stand, now whole again, yet the evidence of their wounds was still visible, the blades still lifting slightly from their flesh, but now hardly more prominent than thorns on a rose. Aside from the slice marks, they blatantly showed damage from the proximity to the fire, though this, too, was more subdued than it realistically should've been. Because, of course, between the fire, smoke, heat and dismemberment, they should have been dead.
Stepping through the ash and smoke, staggering as they struggled with the pain and the inability to focus, they made their way to their room, which the fire seemed to have failed to completely engulf. The clothes they'd had on were torn and scorched, and, setting the lighter down with no concern to further damage it could cause if something else caught alight, they did their best to put something less conspicuous on, only to tear up the new clothes in the process of putting them on. And giving up as the sirens were now fully audible, getting closer, they grabbed their longest coat, covering their head.
By the time anyone could be bothered to actually investigate the long-burnt-out fire and commotion—whether the delay had been out of fear or genuinely nobody had heard or seen anything—someone had already left through the hole in the wall instead of the door, gone to finish what someone else started.
And while it was unclear why the fact that she was a different person entirely seemed to be glossed over, nevermind how she managed to accomplish the heist-like task in the first place, Zucca left a member of Passione... and would very shortly thereafter, by chance, meet a very concerned young man known by most as Buccellati—concerned, no doubt, due to the fact that the young teen was... visibly not in a fantastic state at the time, on account of the whole 'not-really-doing-anything-about-the-injuries' thing, and probably looked entirely lost as her brain was now catching up and she had started to realise she didn't exactly have anywhere to return.
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Zucca would soon learn that she now had a Stand.
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「Razorblade Meltdown」.
Zucca Korhonen's deeply disturbing Stand, 「Razorblade Meltdown」, is a Close-Range Power Type humanoid Stand. Despite being a power type Stand, the type most typically suited for Stand-to-Stand combat, 「Razorblade Meltdown」 is actually quite rarely seen... as the Stand's ability makes Zucca herself quite the dangerous entity, and that's usually enough.
By use of her Stand, Zucca can bare dangerous razor blades that create deep slices in and extrude through her flesh, even to the point of dismembering herself, which she uniquely can survive and reconstruct at will, though, unsurprisingly, it does appear to be quite excruciating to do so.
This effect is typically inflicted upon others—often on a non-fatal scale—to make use of the 「Razorblade Meltdown」's actual primary ability; when a victim is subject to the slicing effect of the Stand, these slices open into eyes, and making eye contact with these allows you to see the victim's memories.
The effect and, subsequently, the ability, is typically inflicted through contact with the Stand or, more commonly, contact with the blades (or sometimes her blood) when she's using the ability on herself.
The most direct way to inflict the effect upon a victim is when the victim makes contact with the blades coming out of Zucca's skin, which will typically impose a critical-severity full-body impact, and if Zucca is not focused on controlling the ability, can often lead to death. Making physical contact with her blades twice will almost always kill someone immediately via dismemberment. The ability's effect can be undone—though the injury and pain will still be evident—but whether this happens can be case-to-case.
The drawback of her potent ability lies within one simple fact: she must have a genuine mental breakdown or panic attack to effectively use 「Razorblade Meltdown」 (especially to utilise the ability in, say, combat). Typically, in doing this, she extends the effect through every available spot of her body, and the razors extrude to a severe degree, sometimes even "shooting out" and damaging everything around in the most extreme of circumstances.
While her ability is massively powerful and a great asset to have both for combat and for interrogation, it also makes her insanely dangerous to be around while active; she cannot be safely approached until the ability deactivates, but the ability won't deactivate unless she mentally stabilises / calms down or passes out; so it's a bit of a catch-22 in that regard, and she can be seen as a liability because of it... There's also often a lot of screaming. Again, it's quite painful.
Though she is prone to cry while using her Stand, this isn't generally as well-known as the very obvious screaming; often, by the time anyone approaches her, once her ability has been neutralised, she's already stopped.
She can be a bit concerning to be around for those with a touch more empathy, such as most members of Buccellati's inner circle; because her ability requires her to have a breakdown or be pushed past her limit mentally to be used effectively, she often keeps herself on the brink of hysteria or keeps traumatic wounds fresh so she can send herself into a mental or traumatic breakdown if ever she needs to use her ability, instead of trying to figure out if she could learn to use the ability in a stable mental state.
As a result of this self-destructive "necessary evil", she's easily spooked and often struggles to control her own tears seemingly at random. Though she can be pretty friendly and fun to be around, she also, at times, zones out, struggles to even speak and suddenly isolates herself from a conversation group out of fear, anxiety or general self-consciousness. If she doesn't seem tense, she usually looks quite tired instead, which she attributes to the frequent blood loss that comes with using her Stand.
While not necessarily a member of the immediate primary group associated with Buccellati, she falls within the same sort-of "sector", to put it loosely; she at the least works with them frequently but possibly belongs to a 'parallel' group. It would seem that Buccallati's group is, perhaps, a bit more compassionate to her than her own group, which might be the thing that's starting to balance her out.
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Initially, her intention lacked the desire to be involved with the organisation. Something of the opposite, actually; on a surface level, she blamed 「Black Sabbath」 - and Passione by extension - for her cousin's death despite holding significantly more turbulent feelings buried within her regarding the event. Still, despite joining with a hunger for revenge, she instead found a sense of family to substitute for the one that had been taken from her and soon lost the will to harm them.}
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Update 19.12.2023: Polished up and refined the story. Changed some details and corrected some unclear wording. Update 10.1.2024–16.1.2024: Added new pictures. Still a bit hasty, but better.
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fizzing-imagines · 11 months
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Hellfire After Hours GOOD END | Billy Hargrove x Plus Size! Alt! Reader
Notes: I loved writing this and am actually really proud of it. I hope y'all enjoy it just as much!
Warnings: Sexual Inuendos
Words: 300-ish
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It's been eight years since Billy was miraculously saved at Starcourt Mall. And while it took him months to recover, multiple surgeries, weekly tips to the hospital and more sleepless nights in the ER than you ever wanted to experience, it was all worth it. As soon as he had his spine reconstructed the two of you moves to his hometown Los Angeles, got jobs there and bought a house near Huntington beach. Billy worked as a mechanic in a local carshop while you ended up working behind the counter at a bakery in the inner city. You found a new D&D party to join while Billy eventually got back into surfing once his doctor gave him the go. After three years together in LA, Billy proposed to you at Huntingdon Beach. Of course you said yes, how could you not when he went out of his way to find an engagement ring with an onyx instead of a diamond? Your high-school friends were invited to the wedding, and so was Billy's step-sister Max. He tried his best to fix their relationship, and while she kept a respectful distance they called each other from time to time. Neil wasn't invited. Neither you nor Billy wanted to ever see him again, and your now-husband despised him so much that he went against all traditions and took your last name. A year later, against all odds, you got pregnant. After weeks of talking, Billy and you decided to keep the child. Your daughter, Joanne (L/N), would be the only child the two of you have. Your husband was so scared of becoming a father throughout most of your pregnancy. Not because he didn't want this child but because he was terrified of becoming like his dad. You promised him to, quote, "Beat the living daylight out of him and break his spine again." if he ever becomes anything like Neil. But he was a wonderful father, Joanne was a total daddies girl and came after him. From her hair, eyes, and nose down to her love for surfing she was a carbon copy of Billy. Including getting into trouble.
Your husband and your daughter hid in her closet, giggling while eating the fresh cookies you made an hour ago. Since you said they should wait until after dinner, this was against your wishes. "William (L/N!)", you yelled upstairs while looking for Billy. Eventually, you got into your daughters room but when you heard Billy shush her laughter you couldn't be mad anymore and left the room. How could you be mad when you heard your little girl laugh? "Well, if my Billy and my Jojo are already full with cookies, I guess I can order a pizza just for myself.", you said loudly while leaving her room. The two in the closet looked at each other, quickly finished the rest of the cookies and followed after you. "Mommy, wait!", Jojo said while running after you. "I'm sooo hungry!" She followed you into the kitchen, Billy being shortly behind her. You were standing at the kitchen counter, phone in hand as you waited for the two of them. "Mommy!", Jojo said as she ran up to you and hugged your hip. "You can't let me go hungry." Of course you wouldn't do that, but it was so much fun to tease the two. "Yeah, mommy, you can't let me go hungry either.", your husband said to you with a suggestive smirk on his face. You playfully slapped him in the shoulder while handing him the pizza delivery pamphlet with ordering options on it.
Billy brought Joanne to bed while you got comfortable in your shared bed. He recently gifted you a new book on D&D, something you still enjoyed even while being a mother, and were skipping through the pages while waiting for your husband. It took him a good 30 minutes before he came into your master bedroom and got into bed next to you. He took the book out of your hands and while leaning over to your nightstand to put it down started kissing your neck.
"I'm still hungry.", he whispered into your ear before lightly biting down on your neck.
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musicalchaos07 · 1 month
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Yes I will ask about the Jancy kids; favorite hobbies? Career goals? Jopper grandparents?
Bless U Nonny
Ok, so as we know I envision Jancy having two daughters named Jordan and Dylan (mentioned Here here and here and briefly here ) (Also possibly other posts but I can't find them atm)
ANYWAYS,
Jordan Joyce ( aka Jojo or Jordy) is the older daughter, I go back and forth if she's born in September or October either way she's born in 1997. I think she absolutely BEGGED for a younger sibling. Like she went to her first day of pre-k and immediately was like why does everyone have a baby sibling but me. Complained the whole time. Somehow finally got her way (her parents are pushovers and they wanted another baby) and thus she loves her baby sister more than anything.
When I said Nancy said copy/paste I meant it. Like not just looks, the ambitious weird girl thing too. She had a lowkey American Girl Doll obsession as a kid. (Karen did not help) She wants to be a cinematographer or documentarian. She does ballet, gymnastics and martial arts as a kid but only does ballet in her teens so she can have time for her "weird little movies" (and also mischief)
She also really loves reading like her goodreads/storygraph is STACKED. She support the NYC public library like it's no one's business. She also writes an extensive diary that she hides. I don't think she's necessarily the more responsible sibling but she gets away with more. Like no one suspects the quiet sibling (she's the quiet sibling btw) but she's the mastermind behind the cousin hijinks at the Wheeler's Florida timeshare. I think her favorite hobby is people watching in central park btw not in a rude way in an Anthropological study way. She thinks people are SO interesting.
Moving ON
Dylan Elizabeth (aka Dilly but only if you are a Hopper-Byers-Wheeler) , my beautiful beloved weird younger sibling. She's born in April of 2002. She's the loud sibling. She was OBSESSED with ratatouille as a kid. As a teen she stole a rat from the subway and brought it home as a pet. Also did ballet, gymnastics and martial arts as kid but plays soccer as teen.(Jonathan and Nancy are very confused on how they ended up with a soccer player but they never miss a game) She's got those Byers' music obsessed genes and makes Jonathan take her Vinyl digging every Thursday. Subsequently, she introduces him to phoebe bridgers (pharb dad Jonathan real 2 me)
Very into sculpture/performance art. Has been known to take home trash and try to put it in a sculpture or fix it. Plays the drums. She thinks her sister is the coolest person ever and will not be convinced otherwise. This is very much bc Jordan dyed El's dog hot pink once while Dylan was still very impressionable (She was 7, Jordan was 11). Absolute Pinball Wizard but is ONLY good at pinball all other video/arcade games escape her. I think she's not tiktok famous but def has a substantial following.
As far as Jopper as grandparents. Joyce is Nana and Hopper is PopPop OBVIOUSLY. Now, I usually headcanon that they move to upstate NY to be closer to Will & Jonathan in the city but either way. Jordan is the first grandbaby so she's doted on every single minute. Nancy frequently spends family gatherings being like where is my baby. Because Jordan is being passed around like a doll.
I think the girls def get along with Jopper Grandparents better than Wheeler grandparents. Because Karen is constantly putting them in matching outfits and other Karen things. (and Ted's just there in the recliner) Like they have a school break? They're going to Nana and PopPop's. But when they want something financially? They're going to Gigi Karen every time. Not super grandparent related, but family related they never let the Wheeler Boys win ANYTHING. Like the girls are so competitive with their cousins. (The Nancy jumps out) and they will cheat and scheme to get their way.
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We’re backoix but without Wyatt for the first time since 2017💔 Jojo is fucking devastated and goes on an autonomous home maintenance spree but keeps stopping to cry:
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-OH WYATT, HE LOVED TO SLEEP IN THIS BED
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-OH WYATT, HE LOVED TO SNOOZE ON THE LAWN
Ugh my poor Jojo, I know what will cheer you up, why don’t we go wait for the wolf? 
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-OH WYATT, HE LOVED TO NAP IN THIS TENT
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-Hey Shaj. -Hi grandma, how are you? -I’m sharing the mausoleum with Wyatt now, so not great. What’s going on here? -Literally nothing, even Cyneswith hasn’t had a new lover for like a week.
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-Who needs lovers when I have my Dobrie?💗 
I can’t stress enough how ridic this relationship is, Dobronega hates absolutely everyone including her own kittens. The fuck, Cyn, are you using the voodoo doll on the pets now?
-Of course not, I’d never override an animals free will!🌸
Right, what are they, men who refuse to immediately fall in love with you? 
-Exactly!💗
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Time for our mandatory ‘a new day starts’ ritual.
-Ok everyone, let’s knock this one out cause I have to get ready for work. Cyn how could you?? -Oh Donnie I’m so sorry!🌸 -𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝙾𝙽𝙴, 𝙶𝚄𝚈𝚂, 𝚂𝙴𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙾𝙼𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙾𝚆.
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The kitts grew up! This is Scorpion, under him is Ermac, on the right is Mileena, and under her Kitana, who is the chonkiest one and thus the automatic heir! I’m gonna send the other 3 to live with Angel and Wulf while Sophie is at work because she throws Komei-tier tantrums whenever a pet leaves.
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So Sandy is a romance sim, which I keep forgetting, and is like 1 second away from aspiration failure, so it’s time for a blind date. I spend the max amount and we get GILBERT JACQUET?? LMAO. Do you guys feel like he’s open-minded enough to date a zomb? They have 3 bolts tho, his turn-ons are black hair/green eyes so I guess that was enough to overcome the rotting part?? 
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This is going great?? Honestly wtf. Gilbert tell me the truth, does she remind you of your mother?
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What’s up Sophito, how was school?
-What the hell is this?! 
I’m sure you already know what it is since you went out of your way to cockblock, but this is Sandy on a date. 
-Well stop it, I don’t like it! 
Ya despite what Sophie has told you, the world doesn’t revolve around Sophito Union’s wishes.
-My world does!
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Guess who got fired on his second day!
-𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝚄𝙶𝙰𝚁; 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝙼𝙴. -WAAAAAH 
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-OH, WYATT, OH CRUEL FATE
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-FUCK YOU AND YOUR ONE CHANCE AT HAPPINESS, SANDY
Ya ok I’ve had enough of this house-
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-let’s gtfo, Cyn! It’s hoeing time. 
-When isn’t it!💗
Huhu!🌸
-Huhu!💗
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Man this place is DEAD. Where tf is everyone?
-They’re on the terrace, dumbass.
Ok that’s a lot of lip from you, bandana-bowtie. To the terrace! 
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OMG IT’S CORNROW DOWNTOWNIE. The top townies I wanna marry in genetics-wise is this guy and Hot Downtownie that Shaj brought from work the other day. I zoom out all happy to have Cyn go talk to him and what do I see??
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ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, JACK DO
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-OVER MY DEAD BODY IS CYNESWITH CHEATING ON ME IN THIS RESTAURANT WHERE MY OPPRESSIVE MOTHER IS THE MAITRE D’!!!
OH FFS
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We relocate to this weird hot tub club where thankfully none of our existing lovers are. 
-Oooh, Neon Vest Downtownie is hot!💗   -Fuck me, here comes the voodoo doll. 
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-SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND, VESTIE!!!🌸
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Hehehe, ok Cyn let’s knock this one out on location because we’ve really fallen behind!
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-Ya so I’ve been increasingly concerned about nuclear weapons- 
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-WILL YOU TWO GET A ROOM FOR YOUR POLITICAL DISCUSSION? WE’RE TRYING TO HAVE PUBLIC SEX HERE
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Kaching!!! Man that was quick, thank you, Neon Vest Downtownie!
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You don’t walk from the table when you’re on a roll, so we move on to this guy, who I thought was Komei’s old enemy Shea Johnston, but is actually a ginger version of him.  
-Didn’t you use to steal my grandpa’s garden gnome?💗 -Oh no, that was my evil twin brother! I’m the nice one!   -Aww, we have so much in common, I’m the nice one with an meanie sister too!🌸
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-Now let me just channel the ancient evil of voodoo to manipulate your consciousness!💗
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-Oh, Ginger Shea Johnston, let’s take this upstairs to the hot tub, it’s more public!🌸
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Bro I love Cyn so fucking much, on her way upstairs to the hot tubs with GSJ she stops to flirt with the Count, LOL
-Hiiii, didn’t you use to sleep with my grandma?💗 -I sure did! -Seems like a good family tradition, huhu!🌸
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-Oh Cyneswith, today is the best day of my life! -It better be, my daddy worked really hard for that voodoo doll!💗
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Never stood a chance, against us, GSJ!
-Hey girl, if you ever get tired of these warm meatbags you know where to find me!🧛
Ya Count, we actually DON’T know where to find you, that was also our big problem when Victoria wanted to bang you.  
-Oh, I live in the animal sanctuary! Bat section.🧛 
You don’t have an ancestral castle on top of a misty hill? What kind of flop vampire even are you??
-You know what the rent for ancestral castles is these days??🧛
Good Lord, get out of here Count Bumula, you’re ruining our night. Time to return home, Cyn, great job! 
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I was hoping Sophito would outgrow this Sandy bullshit on his own but clearly I have my work cut out for me.
-Look Sandy, another A+++! Much better than some stupid momma’s boy baker, right??
You of all people wanna talk about mommy issues, really? Go do your goddamn homework.
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Valentina becomes an elder during her favorite activity: shitting on our flowers.
-You better put those dream date ones away, too tempting!
Val, let me just say, and I truly mean this, you are a literal monstrosity.  
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Cyn rolls that ‘woohoo with a service sim’ want, so goodbye Kaylynn, it’s Remington time.
-So let me get this straight, you’re firing me because, and I quote, ‘You’re really sorry but you want a guy maid to raw you, huhu🌸’? -Exactly, huhu!💗 -You’ll be hearing from the labor department. 
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-Oh hiii Lucy, welcome, now get out!🌸    
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-OMG OMG HI I’M CYNESWITH💗 -Well hello, I’m Remington Harris and I’m a true professional as you can surely tell by my aggressive decolletage.  -Oh Remi, you’re a godsent, I’ve been so lonely in this house with only one available choice to cheat on my husband with!🌸 -Uh, what’s that now?
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-Don’t worry about it!💗
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Ah, the glory of love! Cyn do you think that having both iVan and Remington in the house everyday might not be like, a super good idea?
-Of course not, what could possibly happen, huhu?🌸
Well iVan already tried killing you once?
-Oh, he didn’t mean that, it was on oopsie!💗
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Credit where it’s due, this is one aesthetic af affair-
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-I MEAN!
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-GODDAMMIT, MOTHER, DOES YOUR DEGENERACY KNOW NO END??
Sugar you little oedipal freak, did you seriously run out in the rain in your pjs just so you could do this? Even your father doesn’t give a fuck anymore! 
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Finally, God decided to put an end to this house of sin.
-WHAT THE FUCK KID, STOP PUSHING ME INTO THE FIRE -SORRY, HOT DOWNTOWNIE, I WAS TRYING TO PUSH MY MOTHER
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Finally the rain stops and it’s time for Cymi (Cyn + Remi, cute, right?) to defile Jojo’s wolfwatching tent. The very place where Wyatt napped??? Cyn, come on!
-It’s what daddy would have wanted, he was always supportive of my romantic endeavors!🌸
Ya I guess that’s true, ugh I miss Wyatt :(
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Real talk, Jojo has been the saddest I’ve ever seen a sim be over a spouse’s death, like non-stop crying for days. I did get very emo just by seeing him sleep alone, but then he gets up and does something that freaked me out so much I straight up shut the game down..
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..HE AUTONOMOUSLY GOES TO LOOK @ WYATT’S PORTRAIT. I swear I’m not making this shit up, at first I thought he was interacting with the urn, but then I check his action panel and it’s the ‘view’ thing @ the portrait!!! 
These aren’t ‘real’ portraits taken with the portrait mechanic (which I don’t know if even with those ones sims know whose portrait is whose), they’re screenshots I put into the custom painting folder which I then have the sims paint, so there’s no way game-wise that Jojo would know this is depicting Wyatt. I’m also 100% certain I’ve never had another sim in the family autonomously go view a death portrait, because I would have definitely taken a pic and included it in a post. Point is, bro I was already convinced Jojo was sentient and was equal parts freaked and moved..  
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..and then he goes to Shajar’s portrait..
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..AND DOES THIS. H E L P
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bruhstation · 1 year
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You mentioned that we could ask about peoples childhood? I was wondering about diesel the bi Italian gamer himself?
don't forget catholic. ask and you shall receive!
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from the very start, diesel is intended to be the foil to duck. they went through the same difficult circumstances, but the way they approached it was different.
giovanni vin diesel:
giovanni – nicknamed “giogio” (read: jojo) by his siblings – was born in sicily, italy to a family that runs a local restaurant. at the time giovanni was a kid, the restaurant has been running for around 5 generations. throughout his life prior to coming to sodor, he was always surrounded by his huge number of family members. his grandmother, parents, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, cousins, et cetera… they're always around both the restaurant and his home; cooking, serving, cleaning, basically anything. and giovanni is no exception to all of this, often told by his grandmother to help out at the kitchen after school.
at a young age giovanni realized how "traditional" his family is, constantly sticking to predetermined methods of doing things and rarely listening to suggestions or criticism that others give. whenever he's not cooking for customers, giovanni liked experimenting with old recipes and creating new ones, usually adding his own touches and substituting this ingredient with that ingredient. this didn't sit well with his grandmother who's extremely headstrong about the way things are done. giovanni tried to reason with her multiple times and wanted her to try his own recipes, but his grandmother didn't care about how much he put in effort and always pushed his attempts away.
his grandmother (and the rest of the vin diesel family) is also a very devout catholic, constantly praying for the lord and mother mary to forgive them of their sins (what did diesel ever do wrong?) and bless their lives (that's silly). this is another thing giovanni disagreed on, because he thought "why do people rely on the power of gods that may or may not exist? if we want to improve, we do it ourselves and we rejoice over it ourselves". diesel is very much for progress and the evolution of age, technology, and culture – and this do not sit well with his family. they never outright told him, but he's some kind of outcast in the household.
giovanni wanted to go to concerts and have fun. he didn't want to church and interact with the nosy churchgoers there. he wanted to have a walkman and decorate his room in posters and vinyl disks and go to arcades and actually make friends that understand him instead of making fun of how "weird" or "stubborn" he is. his friends are already having dates, going to the movies without their parents, and staying up past curfew. why can't he? giovanni felt ashamed, especially at how his friends treated him like he's some country boy and made fun of him.
when he was around 15 years old, giovanni tried running away from home. he just felt like doing it after having enough of his grandmother's discouragements and how his family never picked his side. he felt like there will never be a moment where anyone would side with him, so he made up his mind and wanted to live on his own. the moment giovanni set foot in rome, he regretted the decision because he realized he didn't know where to stay and that he didn't bring enough money with him.
a police stationed there took notice of giovanni, stating that someone is looking for him. his older sister actually got to rome faster than him and immediately dragged him back home, constantly berating him along the way. then his grandmother did, then the rest of his family did. he's then labeled the problem child, and since he lived in a tight-knit neighborhood, many believed that something bad happened in his family or that giovanni is actually a very difficult child to handle behind his polite demeanor. for a decade, it stayed that way. and for a decade, giovanni has always believed that his family was right in some ways.
he's just not fit for this kind of life. he needs to go somewhere far away, someplace where he can shine.
giovanni then turned 25. he graduated college and was still helping around the restaurant. his family kept pressuring him to look for a girl to marry and settle down with at his age. he's still not giving up on his goal to find a place where he doesn't have to deal with his family's extremely traditional (and borderline conservative) views and can do whatever he wanted to do.
one day, he found a flyer about the island of sodor.
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worldlymatters · 13 days
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is that jacob elordi ? oh, no, that’s leo walker, a twenty six year old bartender at catch me if you can who uses he/him pronouns. they currently live in valparaíso, and the character they identify with most is joseph joestar from jojo's bizarre adventure. hopefully they find their own little paradise here in el país de los poetas!
basics.
full name: leo walker nicknames: n/a age: twenty-six zodiac: cancer birthday: july 4th, 1997 birthplace: melbourne, australia orientation: biromantic / bisexual occupation: bartender at catch me if you can height: 6'5" eyes: brown tattoos: none piercings: standard lobes. languages: english & conversational spanish
family.
warren walker (father, alive) claire walker (mother, dead) unknown older sister (half sister, alive)
background.
leo was born in melbourne australia, but at an early age his family had moved to sydney for better work opportunities for his parents. he was raised an only child and got everything he ever wanted or glanced at. when he was enrolled in school he was quick to make new friends. he was a chatterbox from an early age, entertaining kids his own age and even some adults.
he lived an ordinary life for the most part, getting average grades hanging out with his friends that he had made at an early age, and getting a job as soon as he was legally able to work. he couldn't complain about anything in his life, even though his parents weren't rich he was still receiving all the extras in life.
tw death/ a month before leo's seventeenth birthday he woke up to find out the most tragic news. his mother had died in her sleep. his whole world got flipped on it's head. the last thing he was ever expecting. very quickly things changed and leo watched as his father lost the light behind his eyes. when helping his father get things in order for his mother's service, leo came across pictures of a baby girl but nothing was written to signal who they were. he had a feeling because of what that baby looked like but went to ask his father to be sure. in the craziness of all of this he was told that he had a half sister from his mother. he tried to find her but without any other information about her it was a dead end.
all the extra goodies that he had been getting stopped and money became tighter. his father insisted that leo didn't put any of his own money towards bills and to save it. that wasn't going to stop him from helping out. half of what he earned went towards his savings and the other half went to go towards bills.
slowly but surely, there was a calm that came back into his life and things were starting to get easier again. after graduating he was unsure of what he wanted to do with his life. he thought about college and ended up going for a year before deciding that it wasn't for him. he knew that his dad would support him regardless of what he done he just wanted to make him proud.
looking at his savings he figured to make a big life change and started a group text between his friends asking for advice. 'where should i move?' several ideas flew around but nothing called out to him until someone told him about valparaíso. one of his friends had family that already lived out in chile and they agreed to help him get adjusted once he got in the city.
wanted connections.
half sister: this would be someone roughly ten years older than leo, he's never met her and doesn't have much information about her other than they're related through their mom. friends from home: a handful of friends either coming from australia that were around when leo was going through all of his big life changes internet friends: either people he's met on online communities that gave him good advice and challenged his creativity. roommates: preferably 1-2 people in his age range, no other requirements!
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crazelthecrazy · 7 months
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I drew Liam's family tree because I needed an excuse to draw and talk about how Liam came to be. :P
Also I changed Scarlet's/Lady's earrings a bit.
LORE DUMP TIME:
In 1987. Selene was out on vacation in Egypt and away from her husband and son, she wasn't very happy with her marriage even though she married a good man. While eating outside a restaurant, DIO approached her and they started talking, Selene was charmed by DIO, and so the two went to DIO's mansion and got freaky. ;)
Selene got pregnant with Scarlet and didn't tell her husband that she cheated. She spoiled Scarlet and loved her to bits, which resulted in her being a bit egotistical. Selene only told Scarlet of her real father, DIO, after Selene's husband died in 2018, two years later, Selene died after getting sick with COVID.
When Scarlet was 18, she met a 22 year old man named Charlie Ricks (yeah it's a little weird), the two got along together well and started dating, Charlie was Scarlet's first boyfriend, and would end up being her ONLY boyfriend as only 6 months after dating Scarlet got pregnant at 19. She kept the pregnancy as she didn't want to upset her mother and on December 13th 2007, Liam was born! Scarlet wasn't happy with this, as she believed Liam was the reason she couldn't be an "independent adult" anymore. Not to mention when Liam was growing up she tended to get frustrated with Liam having a hard time paying attention to his school work and work in general, so she tended to put him down and berate him in... very emotionally abusive ways. Sometimes she'd even hit him, it didn't help that Charlie was fine with all this and would even abuse Liam as well, not at badly but still, not a good idea to abuse your own damn child. It also didn't help that Selene gave Scarlet advice on how to "deal with" kids like Liam. Scarlet and Charlie got married 3 months after Liam's sister, Charlotte was born.
Speaking of which, Charlotte was born when Scarlet was 23 and when Charlie was 27, she was spoiled with love and praise. Making her a bit of a brat and making Liam VERY jealous of her. He doesn't hate his sister mind you, he just thinks she's annoying. Liam gets along better with his brother Jonas (WHO WAS THE REAL JOJO ALL ALONG HOLY SHI-), who's a lot like Liam but he has innocence. Jonas was born when Scarlet was 26 and when Charlie was 30. Jonas is treated better than Liam but not as well as Charlotte. Liam receives less abuse now, but when he is abused it's emotionally, which always makes Liam thinks he's a lot worse than he thinks, because to him, if he can't make his parents happy, how can he make anyone happy?
And that was basically how Liam came to be.
I know Liam doesn't look like his parents much, if at all, and that's intentional. He's meant to look like he doesn't belong. But he'll find his own family, a family he deserves.
(BTW you might see Charlotte and Jonas with their stands, so look out for that. )
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ladyofbonten · 2 years
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Random Demon Slayer College AU head canons
Genre: slice of life and wholehearted chaos 
Tw: Language, and implications of getting drunk
A/n: possible spelling errors so don’t mind :) also Tagging @bimbopedia and @nut-in-me-jojo as they both waited for this :)
Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated♥
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Tengen is the party friend of the group. Wanna know when the next frat party is happening? Just ask tengen and he'll tell you if its tomorrow or at the end of the week. Wanna go clubbing? Tell Tengen and he'll get the group together and help you pick your outfit. HE KNOWS WHAT HES DOING SO NEVER DOUBT HIS FASHION SKILLS, TRUST THE PROCESS! He's a flashy man, its only common sense he makes his friends flashy too, but never as flashy as him. He will also sit there in the bathroom with you while you puke your guts after drinking too much with a water bottle in hand and prepared to take you home.
Gyutaro is the lone wolf kinda guy, but the more you get to know him you see its not so much by choice but because its what became his normal. Raising a kid sister on his own means that he has to provide and work hard to make sure she doesn't struggle the way he does. He’s kinda skeptical when you first befriend him as he's used to only having acquaintances, not actual friends. But the more you two spend time together you get to see the more sweet and protective side of him, especially when he sees people put you in uncomfortable situations. He appreciates when you come to visit him at work and sends you a drink with a snack when you wait for him to go on his break. He also drives a motorcycle and you can't change my mind.
Akaza and Rengoku are the best friends with two different personalities (opposites attract). Rengoku being an honorary and star student with his grades whereas Akaza is a reletivily good student but gets into fights at times. Though Rengoku doesn't condon violence to solve issues, he will turn a blind eye to Akaza fighting when it comes to protecting the girl friends of the group, especially from creeps. They both met playing sports in high school as rivals but are the best duo on the college team they play for. They still have a good rivalry together and challenge one another from time to time as they see each other as not only as good rivals, but as equals.
Mitsuri is the sweetheart of the friend group but will also have no problem fighting a man twice her size. She absolutely loves and adores her friends with her whole heart and will do everything in her power to see you smile. Having a bad day? She'll take you to get food at your favortie resturant or order take out and go home so you two can have a self care day doing face masks. She's a total wine gal and light weight too, and she's extra loving when she is drunk. She loves to get you, Kanae, Shinobu, Kanao, and Nezuko together to bake and just have a girls day. Since you all went to high school together and now the eldests are in college, she and Kanae like to invite their juniors to catch up with them.
Gyomei was adopted into the friend group and became the dad of the group. He owns a cafe that the group frequently went to and then it became their hang out spot. At first Gyomei had little to no interactions with the group, but then our dear Kanae was the first to befriend him. From there it became a blur as to how he ended up a part of their friend group. At first he thought it was odd he ended up a part of the group because of the age gap between him and the youngest of the group, but the others didn't so much as care. The group often goes to Gyomei for advice whether its about school, relationships, or even when it comes to work. He took in Obani and Sanemi as they had a hard time finding work (mostly Sanemi because of his anger and Obani for his I-could-care-less attitude) and actually is the only one who can keep those 2 in line when it comes to work. But off the clock? They are not his resposibility. He's even offered you a job, but with the duo he alread has, you declinded saying he already has a lot on his hands. His offer still stands tho.
Shinobu is that friend who knows a little too much about the human anatomy, what plants are lethal apon ingestion, and how much of something it takes to put them to sleep for an eternity. She's loving but in a scary way. Most guys fear her despite her small stature and she loves it. All the boys except for Sanemi and Obani know better than to mess or play pranks on her. Tengen will get in on it from time to time but now knows better than to test Shinobu too many times. She often uses the guys to practice for her nursing degree and "accidentally" missed Tengens vain with an innocent smile while saying "whoops, my bad"... Tengen didn't prank her again for a few months after that. She’s also the one who scared Tanjiro the most when he was first introduced as Kanao’s boyfriend rather than the actual boys of the group who adopted Tsuyuri as their sister as well. Trust me, they tried coming off as more intimidating, though Sanemi came close to beating Shinobu, she just scared poor Tanjiro a bit more.
Obani and Sanemi are a duo who strangely enough compliment yet are so different from one another that you wonder how they became friends. Not so much opposites, just completely different. Those two fight like brothers and will pick on Shinobu and Giyuu with no hesitation. Nobody knows or remembers how the two became friends, not even themselves. They are the designated assholes of the friend group, but they even know there are lines you don’t cross. Unlike Rengoku and Tengen, they aren’t openly affectionate towards the girls (total tsundres) and use insulting or mean nicknames as forms of endearment except with Mitsuri. If they ever feel like they’ve gone to far with a joke or pushed your buttons too much, they’re treat you to food or take you to a concert you’ve been wanting to go to as a form of apology.
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vecnasrevengerp · 1 year
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welcome home JOANNE FOREMAN (sarah gadon fc)
hope you brought your tissues with you! be sure to check in at home or to your hotel and don’t forget to always look over your shoulder. this is hawkins, after all.
[ SARAH GADON, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER) When’s the last time anyone heard  anything about JOANNE FOREMAN? Old friends remember them as SHARP &  HUMOROUS but also DRAINED & ABRASIVE, no wonder  they’re still known as THE MEDIA MACHINE around town. Today, in 2006, they are 38and some people say they remind them of worry wrinkles far too deep for one’s age; an average of six cups of coffee a day;  a cloud of smoke following your every step; an unquenchable thirst for peace of mind.
 BIOGRAPHY
tw: death and injury
the artist formerly known as ‘joanie’, simply ‘jo’ or even ‘jojo’, now goes by her government name of joanne foreman. funny, how things change. had someone dared to call her joanne in 1988 rest assured she would’ve made them pay. but alas.
born and raised in hawkins, without ever having spent more than a few weeks away at christian summer camps and the like, joanie grew up with the firm belief that her parents had to have been the most boring people on earth. not that there isn’t some truth to it, it’s just that now she’s become equally boring, so what does it matter. she used to resent them for living that picture perfect life, with their little nuclear family in a big house on elm street, living the dream of their generation. the older she gets, the less despicable that idea seems.
joanie’s dreams used to be bigger than that, used to not fit anymore. no space in that big fucking house for her to let her imagination run wild. comparing her childhood home to that measly rat’s nest of an apartment she lives in in new york, well, she rather thinks she shouldn’t have taken it for granted.
growing up with a perfect older sister and a perfect younger brother, joanne’s the middle child so it was to be anticipated that she’d come out of that house a little fucked up, right? ‘who knows what went wrong with that one’ their neighbours used to wonder when she‘d storm out the house after another explosive argument with her parents. the way she dressed, her hair, the sort of music she listened to defied everything her parents deemed proper and good, everything they’d worked for, shattering their perfect image. not that jo was doing it actively rebel against their lifestyle - not that she wasn’t enjoying this unintended rebellion, either. it was the late 80s in the middle of buttfuck, indiana - well, what else was there to do except be a disruptor and nuisance to her parents? cause a little trouble?
despite being somewhat of an outcast she, amazingly, sailed through school with flying colours - the only reason her parents didn’t disown her, she suspects - and decides against college, scores a gig at the hawkins post. not that college is completely out of the picture, it’s just that she doesn’t know what to do with herself. like, at all. she’s been interning at the post since sophomore year - a classic case of her dad knowing someone who was friends with the wife of a guy who could put in a good word - so what’s the harm in gathering some work experience before she embarks on the long-awaited greyhound busride outta here?
it buys her some time, so wherever she decides to go, she won’t arrive as lost as she’s feeling right now. she even gets treated a little less shitty by her employers, so that’s a win. though she’s never been treated particularly bad, either. jo likes to think her more adrogynous nature and her ‘i won’t take any bullshit’ attitude contributes to that. maybe also the fact that she’s got pictures of tom holloway kissing his college aged girlfriend. a little blackmail never hurt anyone.
so there she is for a couple months, in charge of brewing coffee, sorting through the rough drafts of stories and news, discarding the many … batshit crazy clues people are calling in. those can go to the weekly watcher. she’s never bought the bullshit about the town being ‘cursed’ or whatever, it’s just a small town, there was nothing more to it. people were bored and inventing stories. it was getting ridiculous at this point.
especially in spring break of ‘86, the  crazy seemed to reach a whole nother level of … well, crazy. first, the murders. jo had never talked to him much - yeah, she’d been a loner but, like, not a fucking nerd at least - but eddie munson had never seemed like the type of guy to brutally kill some cheerleader to get revenge on his bullies or whatever. but things weren’t looking good for him. even if you gave him the benefit of the doubt … well, there wasn’t much doubting. seemed pretty clear. munson murdered that cunnigham kid, for whatever reason. however, jo didn’t buy into that ‘he was leading a devil worshipping cult’ shit. it was dnd. just a nerdy dice game.
with things becoming more … well, for lack of a better word, interesting around town, jo was considering extending her break before college, maybe investigative journalism could be her thing. and so, to do some investigating - mainly to visit her neighbours’ elderly mother, whom they had asked jo to keep and eye on and  who, living in forest hills trailer park, was increasingly worried about, well, everything - jo hopped into her more than busted car and drove down to the trailer park. stayed there until nightfall - she’d meant to leave by noon, had been talked into a second and third helping of cake - and wasn’t even gonna do any further snooping around when, on her way home, in the middle of the road, she came across fred benson. naturally, jo screamed at him to ‘get the fuck out of the way, moron! ‘ since he was blocking the way. soon, though, her protests died down when fred, unresponsive, began to lift into the fucking air, float there and then - there are shivers and cold sweat when she thinks about this now - proceeded to have his bones cracked by some … invisible force in one of the most gruesome scenes jo’s ever witnessed.
to this day, joanne just hopes her former neighbour’s sweet old mother laced that cake with something. hopes that she was simply going crazy, that this wasn’t real. deep in her bones, though, she knows it. feels that she actually saw what she saw.
that night she turned her car around as fast as possible, took a two hour ice cold shower and filled out a couple college applications. she’s out of town touring a campus when the earthquake happenes. by the end of the following month, jo has packed up her shit and moved to new york.
denial is her method of choice of dealing with this, when it finally begins to sink in that all the clues she’s tossed out through the years might’ve actually had some truth to them. denial is good, she’s got no time to work through that stuff, anyway. so she just pretends it never happened. whatever the opposite of a crazy conspiracy nutjob is, that’s her.
the next few years are pretty uneventful, jo’s busy with her politcial science degree at hunter’s (she’s missed the application deadline for everything else), as well as busy with reinventing herself, finding her new york personality.  also, finding the funds to fund her new york personality and general lifestyle. there’s a bunch of odd jobs, everything from waitressing to working coatcheck to being an usher on broadway, she dips her toes into every water available. it’s all about the experience, right?
it’s nothing but a stroke of pure, dumb luck that lands her the internship at snl. she’s never even considered working in tv before, thought she’d evetually just circle back round to working the front desk at some paper. she’s out with friends at a comedy club one night, drunk off her tits - she’d just failed an important exam, had fully embraced the fact that she was a failure and would probably be kicked off campus soon enough - when the owner had announced that it was ‘open mic night’. glorious, disastrous, everything in between. jo had swayed to the stage, tapped the mic and slurred ‘is this thing on?’ into it, and that’s all she remembers. the next morning there’s someone’s business card in her coat pocket.
the week after that she’s bringing coffee and sandwiches to the snl writer’s room. it’s funny how life works sometimes. her parents are less than thrilled that she’s dropped out of college but more than thrilled to hear that she’s met will ferrell.
when jo says he has little to no memory of the years that follows, it’s no exaggeration. it’s a blur of work, work, work, work and long nights spent in bars and seedy downtown clubs with the cast and crew of america’s favourite late night entertainment show. it’s when she’s finally managed to work her way into the writer’s room that jo changes, drastically. that rebellious, snarky young girl is gone, replaced by someone who always looks serious, who’s got deep dark circles under their eyes, who’s never taken a day off work and i mean, like, ever. she’s not so much fun to be around anymore, too professional for most of her fun loving friends. they sometimes joke that the infamous ‘debbie downer’ sketch is based off of her. jo’s not in on the joke.
the year is 2006 when things come crashing down. she never thought there’d be such a thing as working too much, after all this is her dream job (right?) or at least pretty good for someone who came to new york with no idea what they wanted to do with their life. she gets sloppier with the tasks she’s in charge of, her jokes rarely get used anymore, and it’s clear she needs a break - clear to anyone but her.
here’s a word of advice - if you want to make it to the top, work for it, maybe. don’t sleep with your married editor. which is, incidentally, what jo did. those news broke to everyone shortly before snl’s summer hiatus, and so, on the last day of work, joanne was called into her boss’s office and kindly advised to ‘take a break, ms foreman. i really advise to take a long break, if you get wha i mean.’ wait until the dust has settled and see if, once you’re in your right mind again, you’re still deserving of your job.
funny, how life works sometimes. you’re on top of the world in one moment, then completely crushed sitting alone in your shitty apartment in the next. summer in new york is shit if you’ve got noone to spend it with. and since that affair with her editor ended - their wife had threatened jo with a very, very explicit letter once she’d found out about the affair - jo was alone, truly. she hadn’t exactly spent the the last few years making meaningful connections in town, married to her work. sure, she had work friends. but now she had no work, thus no friends.
the letter arrived and jo, who had had virtually nothing to do with joyce byers, had initally wanted to stay home, but her parents had insisted she come back home. jo hadn’t told them about her little work fiasco, why bother? she finally felt like she wasn’t a disappointment to them anymore, like she could keep up with her perfect siblings, she wasn’t going to return to those judging stares, those disappointed shakes of the head.
so it was time to get back to hawkins, get back to living a lie.
As an aside, please let us know what your character left behind in the Hawkins High Time Capsule between 1983 (Season 1) - 1986 (Season 4).
Jo left an issue of the first Hawkins Post she ever worked on, a pack of cigarettes and the varsity pin Tommy Hagan had fived Carol Perkins (once in p.e. class, having her stuff left unattended, Jo had stoled it from where it had been pinned to Carol’s jacket. As payback for the fact that  Carol had ‘accidentally’ spilled nail polish on her new Dr. Martens. bitch.)
 STATS
. Athletics (How Athletic are they?) 1
Burglary (Can they swipe stuff?) 2
Contacts (Do they know people with information?)  3
Deceive (Are they a good liar?) 3
Drive (like, actual driving ability) 2
Empathy (On a scale of 1-10 how much of an empath are they?) 1
Fight (Do they have hands?) 2
Investigate (Can they sleuth?) 3
 Lore (Kinda like knowledge)0
 Medicine (First Aid Essentially)0
 Navigation (How good are they with a map/getting around?) 2
Notice (Is your character observant?) 3
Provoke (Are they a shit stirrer?) 2
Rapport (Are they charming? Can they do it on command?) 2
Resourcefulness (MacGyver scale) 1
Stealth (Are they sneaky?)3
 Will (Tenacity)2
 EXTRAS
Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6A2l96y83mhibRDmxjnDBm?si=312e8a64b6114af6
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goddamnwebcomics · 1 year
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My Brief Review of Console Girl
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When I started riffing this comic, I thought it was going to suck, but now that it’s over...this is a special case. A special case among special cases. This is not the worst webcomic I have ever riffed, but it is one of the laziest and one of the most disgusting ones for sure.
PLOT & WRITING
The comic starts off as an innocent ecchi style comic with the titular (for now) console girl with his boy owner living in the moon. Kevin is a hack who plays video games and skips on school, which isn’t approved by his only other friend, Sarah. Emulie ends up getting into wacky hijinks with Sarah and Kevin as they run from R.O.B. cops and then Emulie turns giant, but after that, once Kevin resets Emulie, we learn that the comic so far has been a simulation, and then the real comic begins as we focus on a resistance group fighting against a console takeover. Emulie returns to simulation a couple of times to see the past events for herself, which is a bit clever, but as a whole this twist of it being a siimulation comes out of nowhere and is fucking stupid. I don’t count everyone having numbers in their names as foreshadowing, because you would expect a stupid futuristic setting to have those.
This comic was made during the era of “supposed cutesy thing becomes fucked up” like Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared and Doki Doki Literature Club, so I guess in order to create interest in his comic, Neda went into that direction. The problem is, the comic continues being silly even in the “real world” for the most part. Characters spout out the most boomer-riffic video game references, and sometimes character may dress up as something obscure or fight by using a game that was released into their respective console but that’s about it. You can find more in-depth references in any Strong Bad Email.
Then we have the fact this comic hates to progress it’s main plot, every other chapter there’s a flashback, or a recap or even something that isn’t FUCKING CANON. Even when the plot progresses, either chapters focusing on it are too short, or characters are arguing about pointless shit, or we get introduced to a new character whose only purpose is to please creator’s fucked up fetishes. You know they’re fucked up when I have more respect towards Kraw after this.
CHARACTERS
This comic has a wide cast of characters only 20% of which are necessary to the plot. Our protagonist is Kevin, he’s a fucking perverted asshole who’s responsible for all the bad things in this comic. As a kid he abused his consoles because he couldn’t git gud. He is a horrible person in general, he’s constantly arguing with his girlfriend and his decisions lead to nothing but pain. Once he’s captured he turns into this edgy anti-video game crusader who then proceeds to rape Emulie with his arm. I say that version of Kevin is more faithful to who he really is than the “Resistance Crusader” of the past. I say he’s Neda’s selfinsert, and Neda is secretly angry at the video games making him a worthless evolutionary deadend.
Then you have the second protagonist I guess, Sarah. Sarah was the best character in this comic because she was always calling out Kevin’s shit, but after getting the main focus for the rest of this comic, she turned into an ANGRY resistance leader and a walking JoJo reference. Also because of the fact she fights consoles, she becomes the Console Girl. Did Neda intend this from the beginning what with Sarah being next to the title in the first chapter? Nah, he’s not that clever. At least Sarah has more personality to her than Emulie. When Emulie is not being a boring ass “oh dear oh my” girl, she’s a tantrum throwing manchild who wants everyone to live in harmony.
Then there’s the antagonists, N.O.S and S.N.O.S. N.O.S. continued to be a likable character in this comic until the end, not only does she have clever powers she also hates Kevin but is willing to help Resistance out of spite because she hates her sister. S.N.O.S. is a boring villain who hates humans because Kevin beat her up. She basically took all of N.O.S’s boring traits and revved them up to maximum. She hates humans and makes them play for their food which is probably a commentary on something but it’s also really boring and makes this setting seem lame.
Then we have the rest of the cast, the only notable thing about them is that many of them are little people. Petite started off as the Resistance’s other console, who is controlled by a big guy named Tank, then we start seeing more little Consoles like Virtual Boy girl who calls her owner, another big guy “daddy”, and then you have Game Gir who has eating disorder for no reason and then there’s a bunch of mini-consoles. I don’t like making accusations but considering how little Neda cared about making this comic I’m going to say he’s a lolicon. My proof is all the weird relationships and the fact there’s a Vibibi ass shot in the “Beach comic” special. That’s what this comic ultimately is, a fetish comic. Other characters in this comic include strawman sore loser who later joins the human alliance, perverted old man professor and bunch of people for the resistance. None of them are well-developed, let’s move on.
ART
Neda originally drew this comic, his style was coarse and ugly but it was passable, then, Neda hired an artist named Raf for a few chapters. Her style is decent but not perfect, she overexaggerates in anime features and gives certain characters massive black bags of eyes that make them look like they haven’t slept for weeks. You’ll miss her art however once Neda begins drawing again. His style is bolder and every character gets weird Moomin snouts when they’re seen from a far. Sarah also looks much uglier in his style, not to mention after the comic starts going by more Webtoon-ish format, we start getting off-model closeups.
What is common for both artists however is that they like copypasting a lot. Often entire panel sections are copypasted with only one panel changed to indicate a sudden passage of time. The copypasting gets downright offensive at one point when a fighting sequence is copypasted two and a half times. This made comic seem extra lazy, and on top of all the short chapters, fetish bait, constant recaps and Jojo references, I knew that Neda was on the verge of giving up, and gave up he did.
FINAL WORDS
Well, Console Girl ended on a fucking beach fanservice comic and we haven’t seen the comic since. Neda is likely either in a looney bin or arrested, or, realistically, hidden somewhere in the corners of the internet. This comic got worse as it went on. It felt like it did everything wrong, and successfully pissed off everyone who read it. Those who wanted to see the innocent ecchi comic, those who wanted to see a cyberpunk resistance story and those who wanted to see funny vidya references. One thing I can credit Neda for is the fact he knew when to give up.
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animefankotaro · 1 year
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Trans Blossom PPG
Sugar, Spice, and everything nice. These were the ingredients chosen to crate the perfect little girls; with a dose of Chemical X. The extra ingredient game the kids superpowers. With them they save the city of Townsville from the like of supervillains such as Mojo Jojo, HIM, and Fuzzy Lumpkins. It seemed Professor Utonium did create the perfect little girls. The only problems was one of them wasn't a girl. Bender was born a boy. Professor Ulonium was confused. He thought the formula was correct. It didn't help that Bender thought the problem was a mistake too. Bender was the leader of the trio. He had red hair and pink clothes. He was also the smart one being ahead of the other kids at Pokey Oaks. Despite this he was often sad for not being a girl like his sisters.
“I'm a Powerpuff Girl too.” The kid would always say.
Professor Utonium thought it was a phase that would eventually pass. But it never did. Bender kept on insisting he was a girl. He caught him on more than one occasion trying on his sisters clothes. It was a problem at school too. Ms. Keane told the Professor how Bender told her she wanted to be a girl. Bender had drown multiple pictures of himself with long hair and dressed like his sisters. Both the Professor and Ms. Keane agreed to have a talk.
“This has been a problem for Bender since I made him and his sisters.” The Professor said. “I was expecting 3 girls so I was surprised when I got a boy. Despite this he acts like he's one of his sisters. He's even more girly than Buttercup. I can't tell you how many times I caught him in his sisters clothes or playing with their toys.” Ms. Keane nodded.
“Bender is an excellent student. He gets the best grades, helps other students, and almost always behaves.”
“Almost?” The Professor questioned.
“He's still a Kindergartner in the end.”
“That's true.”
“Bender usually plays with the girls at recess or talks with them in class. I think that has resulted in some teasing from the boys. While young boys and girls can be friends they usually stick to their own sex. Bender fits in more with the girls and seems to feel he is one.” The Professor nodded.
“To tell the truth I'm been thinking of talking it over with him and start an experiment. Let him live as a girl for a while to see if that's what he truly wants. I'll let him wear his sisters clothes and refer to him as my daughter. He can also come to school as a girl; if that's okay with you.”
“I think it is. A trial period may not be a bad idea. Like I said I know some of the boys heave teased Bender and this might result in more. I think you should take him to his doctor first and talk it over. Bring Bender with you so he can get his own feelings out. If he approves we'll see where to go from there.”
So The Professor took Bender to his doctor. There Bender told him how he felt like a girl and wanted to be one. The doctor agreed with letting Bender be a girl for a bit. Though they were to start slowly. Only at school and home was he to be addressed as female. If things went well they could go full time.
“I'm so happy you finally get to be my sister.” Bubbles said hugging her sister.
“Yeah. Now we really are the Powerpuff Girls” Buttercup crossed her arms. “Though can I have your old clothes?”
“By the way Bender.” The Professor asked. “Did you come up with a new name?” All three of them looked at her. She nodded.
“Blossom. That will be my new name. Blossom. The commander and the leader.” Bender was now Blossom. The Professor made the changes for school by registering her as a girl with her new name. Blossom started to grow her hair out; longer than her sisters. Sometimes the girls would be in their night gowns and brush Blossoms hair. Bubbles admitted of being jealous of hers. One day the girls and the Professor surprised Blossom with a present.
“Gone on. Open it!” Buttercup said.
Blossom opened it and gasped. It was a dress just like her sisters. Though rather then blue or green it was pink. It even had a bow for her hair.
“The professor and I made it for you.” Bubbles smiled.
“I can't sew so I just watched. I did wrap it.”
“Do you like it?” The Professor asked.
Blossom nodded and cried. She hugged her family and thanked them. Now she truly felt like a Powerpuff Girl.
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iltaimpi · 5 months
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JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Vento Aureo OC: Zucca Korhonen
{Update 19.12.2023: Polished up and refined the story. Changed some details and corrected some unclear wording. Update 10.1.2024–16.1.2024: Added new pictures. Still a bit hasty, but better.
Notice: Contains body horror, mention of suicide, general light gore, lots of blood.
Oh dear, would you look at that? I've made another. Profile complete with alternate outfit palette, some very hasty sketches, and the Stand. I think this one's, like, twice as long as Zatta's.}
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{Hildá Áile Gurbbet, legally Kurpitsa Lauri Korhonen, born in the Suomi area of Sàpmi but moving to Napoli at a young age and subsequently being raised there, was a... relatively normal child, all things considered.
Their general home and guardianship situation had some oddities, as they were frequently passed awkwardly between various legal guardians due to hectic family affairs and other assorted tragedies.
This trend of frequent relocation started when they were very young, still living in Sàpmi, after the suicide of their mother; the ensuing mental disintegration of their father made him a danger to be around for both himself and others, not to mention more than unfit to care for a very young child. Kurpitsa was thusly moved to live with their very Christian grandmother and less religious aunt in Helsinki.
This lasted briefly, perhaps a year or so; one day, they got home from school to a fleet of emergency vehicles. They were never told what had happened to their grandmother and aunt, but they'd heard in passing that there had been a gas leak, and they were left to fill in the blanks from that. They were effectively hauled off to stay with their aunt-in-law—their uncle's widow—in Italy, far from home (though they could never quite remember where in Italy it had been), until she, too, ended up dead; the death officially alleged to be the result of her actions following a psychotic break, even though she'd never been reported to have shown any symptoms of psychosis. They attributed it to a "very rare byproduct" of the grief of losing her husband. Kurpitsa wasn't sure they ever really believed it, but they hardly knew the woman anyway, so they didn't feel compelled to dwell.
Somehow, Kurpitsa seemed to skirt most of the direct trauma or grieving periods that one would expect to result from the deaths. This was perhaps due to factors such as them being too young to understand the death of their mother, much less the concept of suicide; never having seen the bodies of their grandmother (whose behaviour may have actually been more traumatic than her death, though it didn't seem to stick with them either) or their aunt when the two presumably died; and not having particularly close with their aunt-in-law—the woman wasn't even directly related to them and lived all the way in Italia, for crying out loud! Kurpitsa barely knew her, nevermind had any kind of relationship with her).
Perhaps, though, it was also because, instead of grieving—a natural and healthy thing to go through after such things—and dealing with trauma that should've theoretically originated from all the death surrounding them, they just got used to it.
The trend of these relocations was that they allegedly happened due to general mental instability within the older adults of the family or the vulnerability of more stable ones due to (occasionally supernatural-seeming) hazards of the area they lived in. Or otherwise, just in general terribly bad luck.
So it was a while until they finally settled to live in Napoli with their cousin, Rutabaga (who had changed her name from Lantuu to 'sound more Italian' and usually went by Rita) and uncle, Nauris, who kept his Finnish name and usually still called Rita "Lantuu".
With the Korhonens was where they managed to stay the longest, from between the ages of around 10 to 15, coming to see their cousin more like a sister and building a real relationship with the two. Ultimately, Kurpitsa took the surname of Korhonen—to attach themselves more meaningfully to their family—and, at some point, the forename Zucca, presumably to better fit in with their Italian peers, similarly to Rita, as they felt insecure with their distinctly Finnish name.
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When Zucca was around 14, Nauris died—relatively peacefully, it seemed at the time—of "health complications", but ones that Rita swore up and down that her father was too young to have, so foul play must have been involved; she swore she was going to figure out what actually happened. Her opportunities and capability for this mission were, however, minimal.
At the same time, in the aftermath of the death, Zucca's cousin insisted that unless something better could be arranged, she was capable of and willing to responsibly care for Zucca. Her insistence was an attempt in earnest to offer some sense of stability to Zucca, allowing them to remain in the place they'd lived in the longest, with someone they'd lived with the longest, instead of dragging them off to some other family member (or worse, the system) instead.
Unfortunately, veneered stability could only do so much against alienation and mental instability; Zucca had hit the point where, despite their efforts to fit in with their Italian peers, feelings of isolation became a rampant issue, and the other chemical imbalances were becoming prominent. Being at the age of typical teen angst with a family history of Issues, even if their peers didn't alienate and ostracise them, the rut of anxiety and despair they'd hit was inevitable, and in a vicious cycle, being seen as "troubled" made them more alienated and ostracised.
But when they dared to finally tell Rita why their mood had tanked, Rita responded well with support and understanding to further foster the trust between them and (with the help of some... very low-end counselling they could afford) help Zucca find some foothold, at least some solid ground to stand on while travelling through teenage social darkness.
As far as anyone could tell, Zucca had finally met equilibrium and was in a relatively stable mental state, which was more than they could say for quite a few of the other people in their family, sadly.
But there was one hitch: Rita was a Stand User, whereas Zucca was not. Though they had no Stand of their own, through experience with Rita, Zucca developed at least some general awareness of Stands from Rita; they knew plenty about what, loosely, Stands "were", and, most importantly, how they were typically used for extreme and supernaturally-charged combat. They also had some idea of their cousin's Stand ability, or at least what it could do.
「Heart Demolition」, Rita's Stand, was rather intense. The way that Zucca understood it, through the transmission and reception of information, such as that spoken by mouth or written on paper, a fire could be ignited—the more upsetting the words, the more intense—either burning the mouth of the speaker, to great suffering; effectively allowing the speaker to "breathe fire", still to great suffering; or otherwise simply setting the paper alight, which really didn't bother the paper much although it certainly did it no favours.
Unfortunately, being an older-teen, younger adult Stand User in that area of Italia, living an admittedly quite challenging situation, especially in terms of finance, and most of all still particularly searching for answers she'd not had an opportunity to reach, Rita was led to the seemingly inevitable: attempting to join Passione. With the suggestion of a "friend" of hers, though Zucca wasn't sure which one—though they'd later wish they did—Rita had supposedly met with the so-called 'Polpo', and, as many others had, attempted an initiative test... omitting the fact, of course, that she already had a Stand, much like a to-be preeminent "Gang-star" later would, but with a far-less-victorious outcome.
Zucca, by then at the age of perhaps 15, like with Stands, had at least some vague awareness of what Rita was getting herself into; in fact, they knew a little more than they probably should've, to the extent of understanding the dubious nature of Passione, but still having faith enough in their cousin not to cast doubt on her decision.
When Rita explained what this test entailed, Zucca respectfully tried to keep their distance from the lighter so as not to interfere. Inevitably—though Rita had, at the last second, realised and attempted to salvage the flame—the lighter burnt out when her attention drifted for a few seconds too many.
Zucca, clueless as anyone else in their position would be, suggested that the lighter ‘hadn't burnt out, just very low’ and that, 'technically', if the flame was ‘fed’ without striking the spark wheel, then there would be no harm, no foul, surely, right?
They didn't have any matches in the house. Or other lighters, for that matter. Both were rarely a necessity. So Zucca instead suggested that Rita use 「Heart Demolition」, offering to write something on a paper for Rita to set alight, mostly just out of a desire to feel like they were helping. Rita, none the wiser and happy enough to let her cousin feel useful, so to say, attempted as Zucca suggested, setting the paper alight with a tiny flame.
Though the spark wheel had been untouched, the reignition of the flame, of course, summoned 「Black Sabbath」. A confrontation began, and Rita, though she tried her damned best, didn't have much room to escape or otherwise manoeuvre about, considering they were indoors. However, though they couldn't see what was happening and had no means of protecting themself, Zucca intervened anyway, trying to protect Rita or at least give her a fighting chance. Because they got in the way—perhaps trying to act as a distraction somehow—the Stand, it seemed, refocused on Zucca, ultimately piercing them with the Stand Arrow, to Rita's, and, well, surely their own, dismay.
Zucca's next memory was a blast of heat and blinding light, coupled with a wild burst of, perhaps, blood, from behind them. As if in ignorance of the situation, they turned their head; behind them, they saw Rita, standing for a brief moment—covered in bewildering lacerations from which bloodied razor blades of varying sizes appeared to emerge—before crumpling to the ground, motionless, the blades disappearing, her body seeming to dehisce from itself where the deepest wounds were. Odd movements came from some of the slices on her body, like eyes opening on her flesh—on second look, Zucca found that they were eyes, and making "eye contact" with one of these, they could see the memories of their cousin, leading right up to the memory of what had just happened, what Zucca's brain had failed to process, and at that, Zucca fall apart—literally.
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With a burst of blood and a deep, internal, slicing agony through their whole being, Zucca—somehow still alive—collapsed as their own body, like they witnessed with Rita's, fell asunder, turning them into a shattered mockery of a human form. Despite this, they found themself still both completely conscious, cognisant and even able to move, though barely, between their body not being attached to itself and the combined numbness and immobilisation of the agony. Their ears rang, and where their vision landed first was upon the Stand that had attacked, remaining for a brief moment amongst firelight before it appeared to vanish.
The entire room had effectively been shredded to fragments and utterly torched, still ablaze, even, to the extent that the outer wall had a hole in it, the window blown out. Yet, somehow, nobody seemed to have caught on to the fact that anything had happened at the time despite the noise that they had so blatantly been deafened by and the fire, to Zucca's fortune and misfortune alike. The only thing left unscathed, it seemed, was the lighter, which Zucca reached out to, grabbed, and tossed into the inferno, not affording it a chance to burn out again, like it meant anything to them.
Somehow, they managed to get up partway, limbs reattaching as if they'd never come off, the places where the dismemberment had occurred marked only by pain and protruding razor blades, and pulling those out proved futile and agonising. They barely managed to lug themself over to their cousin, praying to find her alive, reaching out to touch her to... shake her, wake her up. But any chance of her survival was soon obliterated; as soon as a blade stuck in the palm of Zucca's hand came into contact with Rita, the razors that had retracted into Rita's skin suddenly re-emerging and ripping through her body entirely, completely dismembering her, to Zucca's abject horror.
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Zucca remained in the wreckage amongst the flames, frozen in bewilderment, staring at the dismembered pieces and hoping one of the two of them would wake up. They were utterly unable to process after seeing what had just happened. But finally, from the corner of their eye, a glint off the metal of the lighter they'd thrown in their frenzy caught their peripheral and seemed to give them a twisted motivation. Rita and 「Heart Demolition」 had passed the torch to them.
They manoeuvred over to collect the lighter despite the flames and stayed by the body, immobile and mourning, until they heard distant sirens at early daybreak as the fire had already dissolved to ash and, somehow, they were still alive. Whether the sirens were approaching them to finally investigate whatever unholy disaster had occurred in the Korhonen household or whether it was a coincidence, Zucca decided it was in their best interests not to find out. Besides, they had something to take care of.
Dazed, they somehow managed to stand, now whole again, yet the evidence of their wounds was still visible, the blades still lifting slightly from their flesh, but now hardly more prominent than thorns on a rose. Aside from the slice marks, they blatantly showed damage from the proximity to the fire, though this, too, was more subdued than it realistically should've been. Because, of course, between the fire, smoke, heat and dismemberment, they should have been dead.
Stepping through the ash and smoke, staggering as they struggled with the pain and the inability to focus, they made their way to their room, which the fire seemed to have failed to completely engulf. The clothes they'd had on were torn and scorched, and, setting the lighter down with no concern to further damage it could cause if something else caught alight, they did their best to put something less conspicuous on, only to tear up the new clothes in the process of putting them on. And giving up as the sirens were now fully audible, getting closer, they grabbed their longest coat, covering their head.
By the time anyone could be bothered to actually investigate the long-burnt-out fire and commotion—whether the delay had been out of fear or genuinely nobody had heard or seen anything—someone had already left through the hole in the wall instead of the door, gone to finish what someone else started.
And while it was unclear why the fact that she was a different person entirely seemed to be glossed over, nevermind how she managed to accomplish the heist-like task in the first place, Zucca left a member of Passione... and would very shortly thereafter, by chance, meet a very concerned young man known by most as Buccellati—concerned, no doubt, due to the fact that the young teen was... visibly not in a fantastic state at the time, on account of the whole 'not-really-doing-anything-about-the-injuries' thing, and probably looked entirely lost as her brain was now catching up and she had started to realise she didn't exactly have anywhere to return.
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Zucca would soon learn that she now had a Stand.
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「Razorblade Meltdown」.
Zucca Korhonen's deeply disturbing Stand, 「Razorblade Meltdown」, is a Close-Range Power Type humanoid Stand. Despite being a power type Stand, the type most typically suited for Stand-to-Stand combat, 「Razorblade Meltdown」 is actually quite rarely seen... as the Stand's ability makes Zucca herself quite the dangerous entity, and that's usually enough.
By use of her Stand, Zucca can bare dangerous razor blades that create deep slices in and extrude through her flesh, even to the point of dismembering herself, which she uniquely can survive and reconstruct at will, though, unsurprisingly, it does appear to be quite excruciating to do so.
This effect is typically inflicted upon others—often on a non-fatal scale—to make use of the 「Razorblade Meltdown」's actual primary ability; when a victim is subject to the slicing effect of the Stand, these slices open into eyes, and making eye contact with these allows you to see the victim's memories.
The effect and, subsequently, the ability, is typically inflicted through contact with the Stand or, more commonly, contact with the blades (or sometimes her blood) when she's using the ability on herself.
The most direct way to inflict the effect upon a victim is when the victim makes contact with the blades coming out of Zucca's skin, which will typically impose a critical-severity full-body impact, and if Zucca is not focused on controlling the ability, can often lead to death. Making physical contact with her blades twice will almost always kill someone immediately via dismemberment. The ability's effect can be undone—though the injury and pain will still be evident—but whether this happens can be case-to-case.
The drawback of her potent ability lies within one simple fact: she must have a genuine mental breakdown or panic attack to effectively use 「Razorblade Meltdown」 (especially to utilise the ability in, say, combat). Typically, in doing this, she extends the effect through every available spot of her body, and the razors extrude to a severe degree, sometimes even "shooting out" and damaging everything around in the most extreme of circumstances.
While her ability is massively powerful and a great asset to have both for combat and for interrogation, it also makes her insanely dangerous to be around while active; she cannot be safely approached until the ability deactivates, but the ability won't deactivate unless she mentally stabilises / calms down or passes out; so it's a bit of a catch-22 in that regard, and she can be seen as a liability because of it... There's also often a lot of screaming. Again, it's quite painful.
Though she is prone to cry while using her Stand, this isn't generally as well-known as the very obvious screaming; often, by the time anyone approaches her, once her ability has been neutralised, she's already stopped.
She can be a bit concerning to be around for those with a touch more empathy, such as most members of Buccellati's inner circle; because her ability requires her to have a breakdown or be pushed past her limit mentally to be used effectively, she often keeps herself on the brink of hysteria or keeps traumatic wounds fresh so she can send herself into a mental or traumatic breakdown if ever she needs to use her ability, instead of trying to figure out if she could learn to use the ability in a stable mental state.
As a result of this self-destructive "necessary evil", she's easily spooked and often struggles to control her own tears seemingly at random. Though she can be pretty friendly and fun to be around, she also, at times, zones out, struggles to even speak and suddenly isolates herself from a conversation group out of fear, anxiety or general self-consciousness. If she doesn't seem tense, she usually looks quite tired instead, which she attributes to the frequent blood loss that comes with using her Stand.
While not necessarily a member of the immediate primary group associated with Buccellati, she falls within the same sort-of "sector", to put it loosely; she at the least works with them frequently but possibly belongs to a 'parallel' group. It would seem that Buccallati's group is, perhaps, a bit more compassionate to her than her own group, which might be the thing that's starting to balance her out.
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Initially, her intention lacked the desire to be involved with the organisation. Something of the opposite, actually; on a surface level, she blamed 「Black Sabbath」 for her cousin's death despite holding significantly more turbulent feelings buried within her regarding the event. Still, despite joining with a hunger for revenge, she instead found a sense of family to substitute for the one that had been taken from her and soon lost the will to harm them.}
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My Review of Tokyo Revengers
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How did I get into this anime? I knew this anime came out recently and a bunch of folks were raving about it. Please note that I didn’t jump on this hype-train because of the unbelievable amount of folks praising Tokyo Revengers. My randomizer picked this one after I finished Yuru Camp. If it were up to me, I would have done Carole and Tuesday or Jujitsu Kaisen.
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Takemichi Hanagaki lives his life being yelled at by people and just taking shit every day. His neighbors bitch at him, his boss berates him, little punk-ass kids frame him. His life is shit. The only time he felt on top of the world was when Takemichi was in middle school. He was in a gang, he had respect, and he had a girlfriend. But once he finished middle school, he left that life behind and went down a boring, mediocre life. While watching the news one day, he noticed a familiar name mentioned in a grizzly murder. It was his one-time girlfriend, Hinata Tachibana. Takemichi reflects about losing his ex-girlfriend from middle school just as he’s pushed off a train platform. Before Takemichi ends up as another fatality to a moving train, he ends up in a different year. That’s right, Takemichi is back in the year 2005!
*spits on the ground and curses*
Sorry, I don’t look upon 2005 as a pleasant year. Have fun in your pagan-ass year Takemichi!
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As it turns out, Takemichi was thrown back to that time where he thought he was on top of the world. As it turns out, this was when everything in his life started going to shit. While in the past, Takemichi meets Hinata’s little brother, Naoto and gives him the stark warning to protect his sister because she will die in April 2017. That amazingly stayed with Naoto because Takemichi changed the future somewhat. He wasn’t able to save Hinata, but he was able to help Naoto a bit. That’s why her brother wants Takemichi to save his sister. The key to traveling to and from the past is a handshake with Naoto. And the main objective of these time travels is to prevent the heads of the Tokyo Manji gang to fall in disrepair.
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Throughout the series, Takemichi gets in good with the big-wigs of the Tokyo Manji gang including the captain and vice-captain Mikey and Draken. But he also got into a lot of trouble with rival gangs, gang-leaders, and sociopaths with anger issues.
BETWEEN THE SUB AND THE DUB: Oh look, Crunchyroll put out a dub. How nice of them! The dub isn’t half bad considering this is the first time I’m hearing several of these voice actors. And some that are already gaining traction within the last two years. As for A.J. Beckles as Takemichi, this is literally the first role I’ve heard from him. He’s okay, no complaints from my end. As for the sub, TATSUHISA SUZUKI!!! I love…
Ahem…So around the time this series was airing and the crew was finishing up recording the dialogue was when Tatsuhisa Suzuki fell out of literally everything. I’m not going to get into the story as it’s complicated and should be private. It’s just that Suzuki has a hiatus due to his private life being opened up all over Japan. As a result, he is no longer voicing Raihan on Pokemon. Anos Voldigoad is gone as well! And as of Christmas 2021, he has been removed from voicing Draken for the foreseeable future. It has not been announced who will play Draken in the “so-called” upcoming project. At least that gives us hope that there is more Tokyo Revengers to come in the future. Now he has slowly reemerged from his hiatus as of recent. But it’s unknown if this replacement of Draken is temporary or permanent. Here’s what you might recognize these folks from.
JAPANESE CAST: *Takemichi is played by Yuuki Shin (known for Yuki on Given)
*Mikey is played by Yuu Hayashi (known for Ryuu on Haikyuu and Smokey on Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)
*Draken is played by Tatsuhisa Suzuki (known for Raihan on Pokemon Journeys, Makoto on Free!, Aleister on Black Butler, Zenon on Black Clover, Ranmaru on UtaPri, Hiroomi on Beyond the Boundary, and Yuuji on Baka & Test)
*Hinata is played by Azumi Waki (known for Minase in Girlfriend Girlfriend)
ENGLISH CAST: *Takemichi is played by A.J. Beckles
*Mikey is played by Aleks Le (known for Zenitsu on Demon Slayer, Kaiman on Dorohedoro, Kazuya on Rent-A-Girlfriend, Hisui on Yashahime, and Ake on Shield Hero)
*Draken is played by Sean Chiplock (known for Subaru on Re:Zero, Shin on Dorohedoro, Mista on Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure Pt. 5, and Choromatsu on Mr. Osomatsu)
*Hinata is played by Lizzie Freeman (known for Trish on Jojo’s Pt. 5, Chizuru on Rent-A-Girlfriend, Mujika on The Promised Neverland, Felicia on Magia Record, and Chitose on Tonikawa)
SHIPPING: Saving the only girlfriend you had back in middle school. Yeah, there’s something!
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Takemichi x Hinata is a ship I don’t know how the hell got started, but Hinata is there to comfort him after getting the crap beaten out of him. But Hinata is no typical gang-chick. Far from it! She still goes to school, dresses proper, and for some reason falls for a kid that hangs with scary boys with tattoos and short tempers. But something must have happened between 2005 and 2017 between these two. All of the times we see Takemichi go back to 2017, he is not with Hinata. And that final timeline before the season ends, we don’t even know where she is. I have a theory that Takemichi does break up with Hinata to keep her safe. But it’s clear both of them do like each other.
HALFWAY POINT: So you’d think this anime could give us a happy ending wrapped up in 12 episodes, right? Takemichi prevents Draken from dying and hopefully that’ll stop all the other bad things that are to follow if Draken died. Yeah, things seem to be going well. Takemichi goes back to 2017, he sees Hinata, and things are finally coming up roses.
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But then a menacing certain someone from Takemichi’s past ruins this happy reunion. A car slams into Hinata’s parked car, paralyzing and ultimately killing her. And the person behind the wheel was Takemichi’s long-time friend Akkun. You might remember him doing shady-ass shit in the future in one timeline. Once a shit-head, always a shit-head! Oh and Draken is on death row for killing someone and the current head of the Tokyo Manji gang is pulling the strings of trying to kill off Takemichi and Hinata. And it’s someone Takemichi never met up to this point.
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Back in 2005 time, Tokyo Manji has a new character in the gang as a vice-captain, Tetta Kisaki. And Kisaki is that character that might have been behind Hinata’s murder in the future. Plus, we get introduced to a few people from Mikey and Draken’s past like Baji and Kazutora. Once a part of Tokyo Manji have now switched over to the rival gang, Vallhalla. And it only gets complicated from there.
ENDING: So we must ask some questions and see if anything gets answered.
Is Mikey really the unknown and unseen leader of Vallhalla? Is Kisaki really an evil mastermind? Can Hinata be saved in the future? Is Baji really someone Takemichi can trust? Will Takemichi end up running Tokyo Manji?
…Why did I even put that as a question? This crybaby can’t even be the head of the Mild Ones biker gang.
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Tokyo Manji and Vallhalla are going to go to bloody war on Halloween. Apparently, that’s the day that everything changes where Mikey kills Kazutora for killing Baji. Mikey still cares for Baji despite everything they’ve been through. And Kazutora is a fucking psychopath. Remember, this guy killed Mikey’s brother years prior and Baji was a witness to that crime. Then has the audacity to blame Mikey for being sent to juvie. Seriously, the audacity of this bitch! But, details! The fight that went down was a mess. A total melee!
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Kazutora lost his fucking mind again and went after Baji. Yeah, these two were together when they were arrested and together when they joined Vallhalla. And now, he’s stabbing his comrade. I know what you’re thinking. Baji gets stabbed by Kazutora and dies. Mikey goes on a rampage and murders Kazutora, just as the future is foretold. Although, things do change slightly! Because Takemichi was there holding Baji, the wound Baji got wasn’t fatal. However, Baji becomes quite the showman here as he kicks ass, drops dead, rises up and kicks ass again. And then, he tells Kazutora that he will never die by his hands. That’s when Baji grabs a knife and slices his own insides.
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This man! Wow, I am at a total loss of words with everything Baji did in two episodes.
Well, history changed again for Takemichi. Instead of Mikey murdering Kazutora and Baji, things changed. Thankfully there was only one death and one arrest. Kazutora ended up taking the blame and is going to stay locked up for at least 10 years. But Mikey made sure to let him know that Kazutora is still a member of Tokyo Majin and is forgiven. In this post-Halloween massacre, things eased up a bit. Takemichi was finally made a full-fledged member of the Tokyo Manji gang with his own handmade jacket and everything. Now let’s watch things turn to shit. Kisuke made his move by uniting both gangs and now Vallhalla will be part of Tokyo Manji. On the plus side, Chifuyu gave a vocal vote for Takemichi to become a captain, taking over Baji’s old position. Let’s see how things are in 2017.
Trump is still president and Tom Petty dies.
I MEANT THE ANIME!
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You know, so much was shown in just 12 minutes I’m just going to give a bullet point rundown.
*On the surface, it looks like Takemichi is living the best life as he’s still part of Tokyo Manji and it grew exponentially. *Pa is out of prison *Mikey is missing *Draken was executed *We don’t know anything about Naoto or Hinata *Chifuyu is still holding a grudge for Baji’s death *Kisuke admits to Chifuyu and Takemichi that he’s the reason behind the bloody Halloween massacre. And then drugs the two boys and shoots them.
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The end!
Well then…that was…wow. This series never fails to amaze me in what’s going to happen next. At least I know this series is going to make a comeback. In what form I’m unsure. Several months ago, it was confirmed that the next project will involve the “Christmas Massacare”. Seeing as I never read the original source material, this fight is going to be even bloodier than the August massacare and the Halloween slaughter-fest. Also, I’m not sure if this next arc will be a movie, a special, or a 12-episode season. All we know is that it’s coming and that they already announced that you-know-who has been replaced from playing Draken (even though he is slowly returning from the hiatus).
I actually found myself enjoying this story. What’s very fascinating is that the creator of Tokyo Revengers was in fact in a gang in his younger days. Sometimes a little first-hand experience helps when writing a story. Let’s hope that the next installment of the series will continue keeping me at the edge of my seat and not fizzle out. If you’re in the mood for a time-travel anime filled with gangs, this might be up your alley.
If you would like to watch Tokyo Revengers, Crunchyroll has every episode available in several languages.
Final note: Crybaby is a banger!
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twstinginthewind · 2 years
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⏰ - Alarm clock (For the Carder twins!!)
⏰Symbol stories⏰
Punch blinked his way awake as his alarm went off. Six o'clock, every morning, it played the same song to get him onto his feet. He stretched and reached for his phone.
Notifications were off overnight, so he had a small backlog to scroll through. The insomniacs in the dorm group chat were lively last night, apparently. Jack sent his usual 5:30 reminder to meet for a run on Main at 6:30. Some Magicam updates from his subscriptions, okay...
Oh! A message from his sister. He opened the notice.
Punchy I need you to do me a solid I need need need to be up by six-fifteen to finish a paper for my first class please be my alarm like in middle school!!!
He groaned and looked at the time. Five after six. Welp. She asked for it. He was calling.
The phone rang seven times, then went to voicemail. He hung up, and tried again. "Heyyy, Joker here, leave a mess!" played in his ear. He hung up again. Third time's the charm, right? He hit the call button.
The phone rang twice, and there was an answer. "Whrgrble?"
"Joker, it's your brother. Wakey wakey time. You gotta finish your paper."
"Mnnnowanna."
"It doesn't matter if you want to or not. You gotta."
"Nnnnn."
"Jo." Punch pressed his forehead to his hand. "I got things to do. I can't talk you awake today."
"M'up." He heard his sister grunt, a sure sign she was sitting upright.
"How late did you stay up starting this thing??"
"Dunno. Messg time?"
He looked at the notice on the phone and winced. "Almost three. Oof."
"You godda sneak me a cwaffee," she mumbled.
"I'll do my best. I gotta run. Literally. Meeting with Jack on campus."
"Mmkay. Cwaffee w milk. Please if y'can."
"Are you sure you can write like this?"
"Igodda. Mmkay. See ya bro. 'Nkyou."
"You're welcome. Good luck."
"Need it. B'bye."
"Bye, Jojo."
He hung up, and quickly changed into his running gear. He'd have to rush to make it on time to see Jack. Maybe he could convince him to take the trail that led past Sam's; he could grab a can of coffee for his sister there. She was going to be a zombie today; he might as well help her out.
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