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skyward-floored · 7 months

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Whumptober Day 1: Swooning, “How many fingers am I holding up?”

Welcome back to whumptober yet again >:D I’m going to try and do all 31 days again, we’ll see if I can manage it!

Anyways, this got longer then I meant it to, but I had to corral the ending into something that made sense XD Enjoy!

Read it on ao3

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“You find that key yet, Rancher?” a voice called from way off in the distance.

Twilight barked back a negative, and continued to sniff around for the key to the exit of the room the others were in. There’d been a spot only his wolf form could easily get to, and so he’d climbed up to it and crawled through, moving soft dirt with his paws until he’d entered into the more spacious area he was in now.

The room appeared to be circular, but there were several high walls he couldn’t see over so he couldn’t tell for sure. They were somewhat maze-like, and confusing in their layout, so Twilight was forced to rely on scent, searching for the metallic, and no-doubt rusty-smelling key.

He turned several corners, following a faint metallic smell he hoped was his objective. There wasn’t much in the maze apart from a few rats and the concerning remains of a skeleton, and Twilight padded cautiously on, perking up the moment the glint of a treasure chest finally caught his eye. He ran up to it, and transformed back into a Hylian, eagerly opening the chest.

A dark, shining key sat inside, just what he’d been looking for.

Twilight reached inside with a warm feeling of satisfaction, then heard a faint click as he lifted the key. A cloud of dark particles shot up from the chest, blowing right in Twilight’s face, and he gasped involuntarily, inhaling a good portion of it.

He began coughing as the dust coated his throat, the dust making him choke as he stumbled backwards. The cloud settled after a moment, but Twilight kept coughing out whatever he could, blinking tears from his eyes and wiping dust off his face.

He patted himself down, and looked around for any threat or danger to his person, but the room was as silent as it had been, and apart from the dryness of his throat, Twilight felt no ill effects.

Must have been an old boobytrap, he thought to himself, coughing a bit more as he pocketed the key and headed back the way he came. Arrows or something were probably supposed to fly out at my face... Whatever it was probably disintegrated because they were so old.

Twilight coughed again, and shook more dust out of his hair.

It’s a good thing I wasn’t here a few decades sooner.

Twilight made it back out of the maze and into the other room without further incident, though the skeleton tried to grab him as he walked by. He easily fought it off, and told the others about it with a laugh as they continued through the dungeon, and the strange black dust entirely fled his mind.

The dungeon was large, obviously some kind of fort once upon a time, but it had been long abandoned apart from the monsters who’d taken up residence inside. The heroes ran into a large group of them shortly, and they set to work, room echoing with shouts and screeches alike.

Twilight went for a troublesome-looking gibdo (one of Legend’s fortunately, apparently his didn’t scream), and began attacking, slicing at the strangely thick bandages.

Sky was fighting another one nearby, and a little further away Legend was yelling something as Wild shot several fire arrows. A group of the gibdos burst into flames, but Twilight tried to focus on his own battle, even as Legend yelled at Wild again.

The gibdo wasn’t fast, but it was sturdy, and it took a lot of time for Twilight to make any headway in hurting it. He jumped around to the back of it more than once, slicing in the same spot, and the gibdo finally seemed like it was flagging after several of the attacks.

It made a move for him, swiping at his middle, but Twilight took the opportunity to roll around and run it through with his sword, the monster letting out an odd moan before collapsing into dust.

Twilight glanced at where the gibdo had swiped at him, but his tunic wasn’t even ripped. Satisfied that he was fine, he jumped back into the fray, avoiding a stalfos that jumped at him and nearly sliced off his arm. Twilight immediately went on the attack, blocking another swipe with his shield, and lunging forward to swipe at the monster.

But the moment he stepped forward, a strange wave of something swept over him, making him stumble. He blinked dizzily, head lightly spinning, and looked around in confusion.

His head felt light, the battle around him fading at the edges, and he put a hand to his head, wondering what on earth was going on.

He felt almost as if he was suffering the effects of an injury, a knock to the head, blood loss or something similar, but that gibdo had barely touched him, why was he..?

Twilight stumbled as he avoided a swipe from the stalfos’s blade, clumsily blocking it with his shield. The crash of the weapon hitting it made him wince, and he desperately tried to gather his wits about him so he could fight back.

What was going on here?

Twilight tried to go on the offensive, swinging his sword, but somehow he missed the stalfos entirely. The lack of resistance made him stumble, and the stalfos let out a strange clattering cackle as it swung at him again, red eyes blurring in Twilight’s vision.

A glowing blade suddenly entered his sight, and Twilight watched as Sky swiped straight through the stalfos that had been hedging him, the bones falling to pieces. The room was suddenly a lot quieter, and Twilight distantly realized that that must have been the last monster.

“Twilight, are you okay? That thing nearly got you!” Sky said with a smile, his voice only mildly worried as he sheathed his sword.

Twilight gave him a nod, blinking as he tried to make the room quit swimming around him. It refused to stop though, and Sky’s expression turned more truly concerned.

“Twilight? Are you all right?”

“Fine, I’m... I’m fine,” he said a little shakily, resting a hand on his head. “Think I... just...”

He coughed, black flecks falling on his hand, and his mind abruptly flashed back to the dust in the treasure chest.

...perhaps the boobytrap hadn’t been as ruined as he’d thought.

Sky’s eyes went wide, and the room suddenly lurched, shaking and wavering all around. Twilight heard a shout, but it was muffled and strange, and didn’t make any sense to his ears.

He couldn’t hold his weight any longer, and he felt his eyes roll back in his head as his legs gave out.

(...)

Something shook him, a bit frantically, and Twilight sluggishly came back to awareness.

He blinked his eyes open, and bit back a groan as he closed them again, his vision swirling and rolling around. Something was shaking him again, but Twilight didn’t reopen his eyes, afraid he would throw up if he did.

“Rancher, open your eyes, come on.”

Twilight reluctantly cracked them open, several things moving above him in dizzying color.

“How many fingers am I holding up?” the same voice asked him, and Twilight blinked, trying to focus on the things in his vision that kept blurring in and out of focus.

“Quit movin’ th’m,” he mumbled, and more voices echoed above him, making him only feel more dizzy as he tried to listen to them.

“Concussion you think?”

“He didn’t hit his head, there’s no injuries there I can find.”

“Well what’s wrong with him then?!”

“Has he had anything to eat today?”

“Probably needs a bath, he’s filthy.”

“Don’t be stupid, that wouldn’t make him faint!”

Twilight’s breath caught funny in his chest, and he coughed again, a sharp wave of vertigo hitting as someone sat him up. A groan escaped his lips, and a hand gently turned his head.

“Twilight, what’s wrong? What happened?”

Twilight blinked hazily, trying to focus on whoever was talking to him, but his vision refused to do what he wanted it to, and his dizziness grew to an excruciating degree.

He let out a whimper, uncertain of what was going on, and felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest, intense and painful. It spread through his body like liquid fire, and he cried out, moving suddenly agonizing.

“Twilight!”

The hand was back and frantically patting his cheek, and something moved in front of him again, but all Twilight could do was focus on the dizziness and pain that was demanding all of his attention.

“Twilight, please, focus, do you know what happened?”

Twilight breathed in shakily, tensing as another wave of pain ripped through him. He had to tell them what was wrong, he had to warn them in case there was more of the dust, in case it hurt one of them— but all he could do was try not to scream.

“Twilight?”

Twilight squeezed his eyes shut, then reopened them, trying to meet whoever was in front of him’s eyes.

“Th... dust...” he moaned, voice barely more then a whisper, “brea... thed...”

His breath caught with pain, and Twilight heard someone shout as the dizziness overcame him again, darkness washing over his vision.

(...)

When Twilight woke back up, he was being held between two people, arms over their shoulders.

He blinked dizzily, and saw stone under his feet, moving slowly as he was carried forward. We must still be in the dungeon.

Another wave of that strange fiery pain ripped through him, and Twilight gasped, making whoever was holding him startle.

“He’s awake!”

Footsteps clattered on the stone, and hands poked at him, lightly holding up his chin.

“Rancher? How are you feeling?”

Twilight couldn’t manage anything more then a groan, and something gently ran through his hair.

“Okay, that’s alright, you’re going to be fine. Can you drink something for us? Warriors thinks a potion will help.”

Twilight mumbled something he hoped was a good enough reply, and something cool was pressed to his lips. Sweetness hit his tongue as it was tilted back, and Twilight drank, waiting for the potion to kick in.

The very beginnings of warmth began to settle in his chest, but then his stomach lurched, and he jerked forward, coughing up the healing draught and gagging at the taste of it coming back up. It felt weirdly dry as well, nearly making him choke, and Twilight felt the arms come up to prop him into a slightly different position.

“Easy Rancher...”

“Should we give him another?”

“He won’t be able to keep it down, not with the way he’s acting.”

“Well now what?!”

“...Guys? He’s... not just throwing up potion.”

The room went oddly quiet, apart from Twilight’s harsh breathing, his stomach and head now swirling with nausea. He’d finished throwing up, but now his tongue and throat felt like sandpaper in his mouth. He coughed something out, and there was a hand on his cheek again, holding him steady.

“Four said he mentioned breathing in dust earlier... do you think that’s what he meant?”

“I don’t see what else he could have meant.”

“So the dust is making him like this... we just gotta get it out somehow!”

Twilight moaned as his head swirled, and something touched him, gently rubbing his shoulder as his awareness started to fade again.

“Don’t worry Twi, we’ll fix this. Just hold on.”

(...)

Twilight came to with a jolt the next time, something forcing his mouth open, air being pulled through his lips.

He heaved in a gasp, and hands moved to hold him down, voices talking far above his head and the ground rolling up and down under his back. He tried to struggle, but the hands were firm, and something brushed through his hair as he tried to drag in another gasp.

“I’m so sorry Twilight, but this’ll help, try and stay still.”

The wind increased in its intensity, and Twilight felt like every bit of air was being sucked from inside him, leaving him unable to breath, unable to fight, to get away they were holding him down—

A sob choked from his throat, but he couldn’t move, couldn’t resist, couldn’t stop them from doing whatever it was they were doing and it made him feel sick. What felt like sand fell down his cheeks, and he let out a breathless scream as the air continued to be pulled from him, the fire in his limbs blazing, his head swirling.

There was more talking but Twilight couldn’t focus on any of it, his world narrowed down to pain and wind and a scratchy feeling in his throat and lungs and all over inside of him.

It hurt.

He still couldn’t breathe, no matter how he thrashed or cried out and the pain was so intense and thick that the darkness soon dragged him under yet again.

(...)

A hand was brushing through his hair, teasing out knots, gentle in its motions.

Twilight didn’t do anything but focus on it for a minute, the touch soothing and calm. Then he realized just how dry his throat felt, his insides hollow, and he let out a breathy moan, trying to open his eyes.

“Whoa, easy,” someone said, and Twilight finally dragged his eyes open, pleasantly surprised when his vision didn’t smear. He was able to look to the side and meet who turned out to be Four’s eyes without any swirling spots or fire in his chest, and he felt a spark of equal relief and confusion.

“...’thy?” he rasped, and Four nodded, looking pleased.

“Hey, he’s awake!” another voice said, and Sky leaned over into Twilight’s vision. He looked tired, but there was a smile on his face. “Good to see you up, Rancher.”

“Oh thank Hylia,” another voice gasped, and Wild appeared in his vision as well, looking utterly relieved. “We weren’t sure if that was going to work or not.”

“If what w...work..?” Twilight croaked, and Sky, Four, and Wild all looked at each other.

“We had to get the dust out somehow,” Four said quietly, guilt thick in his voice. “I figured since you inhaled it... sucking it out would be our best bet.”

“Four has an item that worked rather well,” Sky said, though his smile had grown tight. “We weren’t sure at first if it had helped, but... well, we’re glad you’re all right, Rancher.”

Twilight blinked, and looked between the three. He was having some trouble following exactly what was being said, he felt sore and tired, and a bit like a paper straw someone had sucked air through a few too many times, but even he could tell that Four felt awful.

And sure, he didn’t quite know why, or remember exactly what had happened, but Four had helped him, and that was enough for Twilight.

“Thank you,” he said sincerely, and worked past the bit of dizziness still in his head to reach over and pat Four’s hand. “Thank you.”

He couldn’t manage anything further, but it seemed like it was enough. Four took his hand in his and gave it a squeeze, and Twilight dredged up a smile.

“Screw dungeons,” Wild muttered fiercely, and went back to playing with Twilight’s hair. “They’re stupid and they suck.”

Twilight barked out a laugh, wheezy and uncomfortable, but it was worth it seeing the relieved looks that were exchanged above him.

“Agree. Screw ‘em,” he croaked.

#linkeduniverse #linked universe #lu twilight #lu Sky #lu four #lu Wild #whumptober 2023 #day 1 #swooning #how many fingers am i holding up?#writing from the floor #ask to tag #more specific warnings on ao3 if you need that #anyway WHEW #I stayed up late trying to finish this #I finally wrangled an ending that’s... well it’s okay I guess XD #at least it’s done

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kxizoku-ou · 11 days

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CP9 Cat Headcanons

This is... a very silly post. XD After seeing a similar concept on Pixiv (images 10–12 in this log) and critiquing the breed choices it used, I wound up writing my own take on it.

These are written with actual cats in mind (not my usual Hybrid Au), and the breed choices are just for fun— as in, largely chosen based on looks/vibes, not anything too serious. I was definitely channeling that early 2000s "characters are cats for some reason now" mini-genre, so these are pure fluff/comedy, for once... >3>

. . .

Lucci

(Bengal)

Serial toy murderer. Violently destroys any and every toy you give him within a matter of hours, days at MOST.

Some of the things he’s done to his toys probably qualify as war crimes tbh. Likes to drown the catnip mice in his water dish. Also enjoys tearing things into ragged chunks/”gutting” the stuffing.

Sometimes you wake up to him on your chest with a present.

(A chunk of mutilated cat toy. He drops it onto your face.)

The most athletic cat you’ll ever know. There is no surface in your house he can’t reach SOMEHOW. Also can and will learn how to open doors, drawers, etc, and will use this unfortunate skill to get into everything if he’s bored.

Affectionate, but only on his terms. You don’t decide when you’re allowed to pet him; when the mood strikes, he’ll interrupt whatever you’re doing and forcefully put his body in your lap.

You’re not allowed to move until he decides you’re done. :)

Has a surprisingly cute kneading habit. He’ll go Baby Mode and make biscuits for hours. Sucks on certain blankets too.

Kaku

(Devon Rex)

ZOOMIES TO THE MAX.

Seemingly never sits still. Will run from one end of your house to the other at all hours of the day. At night, you’re regularly woken up by the distinct rapid thumping of galloping kitty paws.

Likes high places and unexpected perching spots. This includes your shoulder— and he can make the jump on his own!

Playful, but not prone to destroying his toys. Prefers batting hard objects down a flight of stairs to tearing the plush ones open.

Too brave (and curious) for his own good. Lacks any sense of danger when it comes to investigating something that’s caught his interest.

This includes slipping through the front door.

Not super cuddly, but likes being near you/keeping an eye on what you’re doing.

Has a squeaky “old man” meow. WEH!

Jabra

(Egyptian Mau)

Wild, playful, curious, and so very destructive. If he’s not kept entertained, your property will suffer for it.

Requires FREQUENT play and attention, but fortunately, he’s not too hard to please. Throwing a squishy ball for “fetch” can keep him occupied for hours.

The asshole cat who will make direct eye contact with you before (very deliberately) knocking something off a shelf, then sit there smugly while you try to scold him.

Very talkative! When he wants your attention, he YELLS, and seeing wildlife outside always brings out that excited, bloodthirsty chitter.

Taking him to the vet is an ordeal, for everyone involved...

Doesn’t mind being pet and handled. Pesters you for affection regularly, but gets bitey when he’s had enough. :/

Highly territorial. Will not tolerate other cats/animals near him.

Kalifa

(Turkish Angora)

Truly the embodiment of the “disdainful gorgeous fancy cat” trope.

Her fur is incredible, due largely in part to near-constant grooming. Do NOT interrupt her washing.

She’ll wash your fingers too if she’s feeling affectionate. Mlem mlem mlemmmm...

Likes to be involved in what you’re doing. The kind of cat to walk across your keyboard or loaf-sit on top of stray paperwork, seemingly oblivious to how badly she’s getting in the way.

At least your “adorable secretary” makes for good moral support!

Not overly playful, but she can be a DEADLY hunter when the mood strikes— fast, agile, and with amazing reflexes no matter what kind of toy you put in front of her.

Weirdly fickle about when you’re allowed to touch her. Will glare, hiss, and swat at fingers if you test those boundaries.

Blueno

(Norwegian Forest Cat)

The most quiet, low-maintenance, independent cat imaginable. You nearly forget he exists, sometimes.

Not much of a meower, but has a deep, calming, rumbly purr.

Content to curl up on a chair or in a corner and let you go about your day! He’ll alternate between napping and silently staring in your general direction; the eye contact is a sign of affection. <3

Won’t seek out attention on his own, but also won’t fight it if you pick him up and carry him around like a plushie.

...he stays limp and docile no matter what you do to him, actually.

Needs regular brushing, or his fur starts to matt. It’s pretty much the only “extra attention” he’ll require, though, and he’s (fortunately) cooperative about it.

Learned how to open doors at some point. You don’t know how he managed that.

Fukurou

(Persian)

R O U N D (and it’s not just fluff)

Despite being shaped like a furry bowling ball, he’s quite playful, and way more agile/fast-moving than you’d expect.

...that energy is much less cute when his full weight lands on your abdomen in the middle of the night, however.

VERY affectionate. Will take any opportunity to lay his chin on your palm, headbutt your shoulder/wrists, put his paws on your chest so he can try to lovingly lick your face, etc— purring all the while!

Chatty cat!! Chirps and squeaks at you non-stop; if you “respond” to him, it turns into a back-and-forth conversation with his mrrep-ing.

Fond of high places, like bookshelves and tall dressers.

It’s unclear how such a heavy cat manages to get up onto them, but he usually ends up yowling for help when he can’t get back down.

Kumadori

(British Longhair)

A huge, massively fluffy mini-lion of a cat, with that “polite little gentleman” face common in his breed.

Sheds. Sheds SO MUCH. All of your clothes are covered in his fur, no matter how hard you try to keep him thoroughly brushed.

You cannot escape the fluff.

YOWLS. The loudest, most determined drama queen when he wants something. Acts like he’s dying if his food bowl is empty for more than half an hour, non-stop howling included.

Extremely cuddly; wants as much attention from you as you’ll give, and will flop his entire body into your lap to get it.

Fond of jingly toys! The louder and more annoying the bell, the better.

If you ever have to give him medicine (be it a pill or liquid), he’s utterly betrayed. Gives you the huge, sad, miserable scared-kitty eyes for the rest of the evening, and won’t let you touch him.

(He’s over it by morning, and back to purring in your arms. Baby.)

Spandam

(Siamese)

The ugliest purebred imaginable, and his personality isn’t better. <3

Health issues. Skin/coat problems, numerous food sensitivities, arthritis, frequent UTIs, and a crooked tail from a past injury.

King of separation anxiety. If he can’t find you, he’s HOWLING, then finding a corner to cower in until his protector is back.

Truly the embodiment of the phrase “scardey cat”. Terrified of everything from the vacuum to rustling plastic bags. Huddles under the couch, trembling pathetically, after every little scare.

...it is kind of cute when he runs to you to “save” him, however.

This clumsy dumbass WILL get himself hurt (in incredibly stupid ways) if you don’t keep an eye on him. Utterly oblivious to real danger.

His distressed yowling is awful, and the attention-demanding yells aren’t much better. The classic So So Whiney Baby Siamese!

NEEDS to be the only cat in the household— he’s violently territorial, but guaranteed to end up the other cat’s punching bag once he’s pissed them off enough.

#One Piece #CP9 #CP0 #Lucci #Rob Lucci #Kaku #Jabra #Kalifa #Blueno #Fukurou #Kumadori #Spandam #Headcanon #Reader

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derkem · 8 months

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unleashing my autism on bocchi's les paul custom

i've seen a lot of speculation about bocchi bocchi the rock's guitar and like... i am about as neck deep in vintage guitar lore as your average blues lawyer or retiree in a lynyrd skynyrd cover band so i have Opinions

the mangaka has stated that her choice of guitar was mostly/exclusively based on the colour - i haven't seen her comment specifically on the model/year beyond it being a Les Paul Custom, and I doubt she made any definitive decisions about this early on given that by her own admission she "couldn't tell the difference between a guitar and a bass" at the time

that said, it's a fortunate choice in that the flashy, expensive Gibson isn't just a great colour match for Bocchi, but serves as a great projection of the mismatch between Bocchi's "guitarhero" persona and ambitions, and her anxious, awkward personality - a flashy "tuxedo" guitar on a fidgeting teenager in a tracksuit

anyway in this post i will make the case that a) there is not a definitive answer to "what model of Gibson Les Paul Custom does bocchi bocchi the rock play" and b) there are a couple different pertinent answers, none of which take clear precedence

so unnecessarily comprehensive history of the electric guitar, the les paul custom and where bocchi's fits into it

if you don't care about guitar nerd diatribes (it will get more relevant, but not much less nerdy) skip to the *

(cut down from a much more unnecessarily detailed version XD)

over the first half of the 20th century acoustic guitars are in an arms race to get louder as the guitar gains popularity as a solo instrument and individual guitarists are playing to larger audience and playing a larger role in ensembles - in particular, resonator guitars and archtops develop during this period - but in the 30s and 40s various companies and individuals are increasingly experimenting with using electromagnetic pickups and electronic amplifiers to achieve greater volumes than are possible with purely acoustic methods, and as time progresses more people have the idea to forgo soundboxes and acoustic resonance entirely in favour of just electronically amplifying the string itself, to avoid the feedback issues inherent to hollowbody electrics

most notable are Rickenbacker who develop both the first electric guitar outright, a lap steel model for Hawaiian music in 1931, and the first electro-Spanish model (i.e. what we'd consider a conventional electric guitar) with a bakelite plastic body in 1935, and Paul Bigsby, whose custom builds for country legend Merle Travis in the late 40s are the first recognisable modern electric guitars

in the midst of that is jazz guitarist Les Paul, who develops his own prototype called "the log" based on an Epiphone hollowbody, and approaches Gibson with it in the mid 40s, though at the time they aren't interested

at the end of the 40s, radio engineer and inventor Leo Fender had been collaborating with Doc Kauffman - their joint venture saw Kauffman build electric lap steel guitars while Fender built amplifiers for them; when the pair go their separate ways, Fender decides to make his own solidbody guitar (which many would argue takes obvious cues from Bigsby's) which becomes the 1950 Esquire, shortly followed by the Broadcaster, renamed to the Telecaster sometime after

the Telecaster is big news because it's designed from the ground up for mass production - the materials are readily available woods like ash and maple, the neck is bolted on, and the electronics are all mounted in cavities routed onto a flat slab of wood for a body

and it's a hit

so suddenly Gibson wants a slice of the pie, and by 1952 they've brought Les Paul back in and released the first iteration of their Les Paul Model - with a carved top, decorative binding, a metallic gold finish, rosewood fretboard, and separate controls for each pickup, it's obvious Gibson fancies it a more premium product than what radio engineer Leo Fender could come up with, but at first it kinda sucks

the '52 les paul has shortcomings in its design and construction that really undermine it as a product, but over the course of the '50s it undergoes changes, first corrections to the neck angle, the introduction of an adjustable bridge in 1954 to improve intonation, the addition of more powerful, hum-cancelling "PAF" pickups in 1957 and a translucent "burst" finish in 1958, completing the archetypal 1958-1960 "burst" models which, owing to their low production numbers and popularity with famous guitarists, are now the most valuable vintage guitars in existence, with examples selling for the better part of a million dollars

alongside this, in 1953 Gibson releases the premium "Les Paul Custom" model, supposedly on Les Paul's own request as he wanted a classy guitar that looked "like a tuxedo" - so it featured a black finish with multi-ply binding and gold hardware - this is the Bocchi guitar in its original form

we know hers is a genuine Gibson and not one of the myriad copies made by other brands because the headstock logo is clearly shown, and we know it's a Custom because the black finish, gold hardware, inlays (block markers on the fretboard including the 1st fret, and the split diamond on the headstock), and binding are all archetypal Les Paul Custom features that only appear all together on the Custom model

the Custom developed alongside the Les Paul Standard, receiving the same updates; most Customs from the 50s have three pickups, but this layout is somewhat obstructive for players without offering all that much tonally, so later reproductions overwhelmingly favour the two pickup configuration which was less common on originals

anyway, this develops closer and closer to what we can recognise as the Bocchi guitar - we get the PAF pickups and Grover "keystone" tuners around 1958 and in 1960 we get the "reflector" style control knobs (more on this later)

'58-'60 Customs aren't quite as eye-wateringly expensive as the Bursts, but you could still probably buy a fairly nice house if you sold one

1960 is the final production year for the original Les Paul - the body style is replaced from '61 with the smaller model now known as the SG and then reintroduced in 1968 owing to increasing attention on big names who were still playing the "burst" models - guitarists you may recognise from your grandad's record collection; Les Pauls after this point can be regarded as "reissues" of the original model in some capacity

the Custom is reintroduced at the same time, with the most noticeable difference being the availability of new finish colours (not really relevant) and the change from "reflector" style knobs to "amp" or "witch hat" style knobs, which is something i'm gonna harp on about a little bit because it's important to my Bocchi thesis

the basic knob timeline is thus:

1954-1960 customs use all-black "top hat" knobs (left)

late 1960 customs use "reflector" style knobs, with silver or gold-ish inlays marked "volume" and "tone" (middle)

1968-1973 customs use "witch hat" style knobs, which are similar to reflector knobs but with a narrower shaft and a wider, flatter flared base where the numbers are written (right)

1974-1979 customs use reflector knobs again

1980 onwards customs overwhelmingly revert to top hat knobs, until the late 90s when Gibson starts producing models designed to closely replicate specific vintage model years, at which point you start to see the 1960 reflectors and the late 60s witch hats reproduced in relevant reissues

so the above info is most of the basis for my takes on this, let's move on to the bocchi guitar itself

there's two very important reasons i don't think it can be definitively identified, which are somewhat interconnected

the first reason is the pickup selector switch - the version of the guitar that appears in the anime, as well as a lot of the manga art, features a gold "poker chip" ring around the switch, along with a gold tip on the switch - where on a stock model the ring would be black, and marked with the "rhythm" and "treble" positions, while the tip on the switch would be either cream, an orange-y amber colour, which is the result of fading on 1950s plastic and sometimes imitated on modern repros, or black on some later models

^manga, anime and IRL

i would argue that at this point, this detail is well-established as canon, and that's significant because it means the guitar has been modified - a switch like that has never been stock on a Les Paul Custom, and frankly this means any details which could clearly identify Bocchi's guitar beyond "a Les Paul Custom" are things that could easily have been changed, leaving us nothing much to work with

but that's boring, so let's move on

the second thing which confounds identification of Bocchi's guitar is the fact the guitars are really hard to draw (my friend lauren @fabdante tells me they're like horses, because they have very specific unique proportions and look fucked up if you draw them slightly wrong)

that being the case, i think that the gold switch accoutrements developed either as a practical shortcut, or from referencing the guitar based off its first appearance in the manga - where the positions marked on the switch chip are somewhat visible, but the switch nut and washer being somewhat out of proportion makes those look like the switch chip, and i wouldn't be surprised if the gold tip was adopted either for simplicity, or simply referenced from an image where the amber switch tip appeared gold against the other gold hardware; anyway, here's that appearance

i would tend to agree with the fandom's consensus that this particular image is referenced from a reissue of a '68 model, something like this:

the knobs look like witch hat knobs, the binding is heavily yellowed as we see on a lot of reproductions, and the pickguard has the "Gibson custom" promotional sticker on it

...but i don't think this is a good basis for establishing the "canon" model of Bocchi's guitar

the numbers on the knobs appear to be written on the body, rather than the knobs themselves, which suggests that this was mainly referenced from an image like the one above, where some details aren't clearly visible - likewise the indistinctness of the switch ring

and the promotional sticker still being on the pickguard? did bocchi's dad even play this thing?

we know Hamaji was new to this stuff at the time - I would argue she was working from an imperfect reference here and hadn't really hashed out a lot of the details

i think it's more useful to look at the narrative overall, and later depictions of the guitar where its appearance is more settled, to get a better idea of this guitar and its provenance

all this to say that i would make the case, if you look later in the manga and the anime, while aspects of the guitar continue to be drawn somewhat off-model, as it were (particularly the pickguard and, early on, the position of the selector switch), it's much more common for the knobs to appear with the proportions of 1960-style reflector knobs:

now, again, we're somewhat lacking in details to go off - the knobs are pretty much all we have, but the case i would make is that as the design becomes more established, it becomes more established in favour of a 1960 (reissue) model

that being the case, we can go ahead and eliminate some possibilities i would argue are at least "less likely" on the basis of reasonable context:

an actual 1960 model, especially with the rarer 2-pickup configuration, would be worth about 10 million yen or more - if bocchi's dad had one he a) wouldn't let his teenage daughter learn on it and take it to skeevy central Tokyo live houses and school concerts in a gig bag and b) would live somewhere much nicer

while i don't really see the promotional sticker on the pickguard in the guitar's first appearance as canon (the anime omits this detail, and the idea of bocchi's dad at least at some point having been into guitar enough to buy such an expensive model and then never bother to take the protective film off the pickguard, but also let ~12 year old bocchi play it... wouldn't really make sense) it seems fair to assume it's at least a 21st century model

the only "vintage" examples post-1960 that use reflector knobs are the 70s models, which bocchi's dad doesn't seem anywhere near old enough to own from new, and while this less desirable period of vintage Gibsons is a more plausible secondhand buy for an average dude presumably in his 20s than a 1960s model, there's no particular sign of the guitar being that old

anyway, maybe that stuff goes without saying

let's go over some facts and speculations to get to the conclusion

with regard to bocchi's dad, he seems to be in his 20s or 30s as best i can tell given his lack of a face, so realistically he bought the guitar at some point in his 20s, probably in the 2010s

there's no such thing as a cheap Les Paul Custom, the lowest prices are probably around 2-3000 USD or around 300k JPY

of modern historic reproductions, 1960 and 1968 are both years that have been reproduced, but in relatively small numbers since the 1960 model is not substantially distinguished from other 1957-1960 models, except by its knobs, and post-'68 Les Pauls are nowhere near as desirable as the original run

historic reproductions are generally significantly more expensive than the "regular" Les Paul Custom model that doesn't have a historic year attached to it

not of particular significance to you, but of great annoyance to me, is that modern repros are a pain in the ass to google because all the historic reproductions are "Custom Shop" models even if they're not "Les Paul Custom" models, and the Burst models are far more widely reproduced

anyway to conclude:

official manga and anime depictions of Bocchi's Les Paul clearly depict it as a Gibson Les Paul Custom, but are neither consistent enough nor detailed enough to determine a more specific variant definitively - it could be any model of "Black Beauty"-style Custom, without more textual information, which is somewhat frustrating, but also (in my view) worthwhile to acknowledge that there is no definitive answer more specific than "Les Paul Custom"

the most likely candidates are: a "regular" base-model Custom from around 2000-2020, a 1960 reissue model Custom or a 1968 reissue model Custom

probably the most realistic option is the basic Les Paul Custom - this is the Custom Shop's flagship model and already a very expensive guitar, but they can be had for prices that would probably be relatively manageable for someone with a decent job (someone who hasn't had kids yet, anyway) - the knobs would have to have been replaced, but as I've mentioned we already know that the pickup selector hardware is aftermarket, so why not the knobs as well? this is a realistic answer, I just find it frustratingly vague

i personally favour that it's a 1960 reissue - it's not a huge year for reissues but there have been some in the past decade or so and I would argue it's the reissue year that most closely matches the details of the guitar as they appear through most of the run

the consensus in favour of the '68 reissue has some foundation - the first appearance of the guitar definitely seems to be referenced from a '68 reissue, as well as some other early illustrations; however, i would argue that few depictions specifically resemble the '68 as the manga progresses, and none in the anime

#bocchi the rock #hitori gotoh #btr #sally rambles for 2500 words only to tell you (spoiler) that there isnt a clear answer

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So Maeglin apparently was handsome af, popular, charismatic, and a close confidant of Turgon during his time in Gondolin. In fact, he was a lord and was close to Turgon's ear so he was heard more than Idril. I just wanna know why the fandom loves to portray him as this kid who was hated by everyone (he was not), whom Turgon hated (didn't Turgon love that kid so much?), and whose love for Idril was seen in a good light (when in fact, he was willing to kill earendil just to get Idril). I was honestly shocked when it was such a popular narrative that he was being abused and hated pretty much by everyone in Gondolin and he didn't mean to cause the fall of Gondolin because he was a poor mew mew when the real poor mew mew was Turgon for listening to him in the first place. Lmao I was just genuinely shocked when it was the other way around. I like his character, he's interesting and complex but it kinda takes away the complexity of his character when he is being woobify but that's just me. What do you think?

Anon, idk if you looked at my blog and could tell I would be receptive to these takes, or if you just happen to keep landing on things I agree with XD

But yeah, I have thoughts on Maeglin's reception by the fandom and it's mostly in agreement with what you said.

With Maeglin, he is sympathetic in a lot of ways, which makes you want to root for him. He did have a difficult childhood--Eol was a shithead spouse so it's not hard to imagine he was not a great father either. Maeglin grew up almost totally isolated from anyone but his mom and dad, who did not have a good relationship, thanks to his dad's abuse. When he and Aredhel make a run for it, we want them to succeed! We want good things for them (we've been rooting for Aredhel since the beginning of the chapter)! When Maeglin witnesses his father kill his mother in an effort to kill him, we want him to find peace and security in Gondolin.

The thing is--Maeglin grows well past his difficult childhood. As you noted, Maeglin does very well for himself in Gondolin. At the end of the chapter Of Maeglin, it is described how he "grew great among the Gondolindrim" and there are various indications he was generally trusted and well-liked.

"Thus all seemed well with the fortunes of Maeglin, who had risen to be mighty among the princes of the Noldor..." ("Of Maeglin," The Silmarillion)

At this point, this is we want for him! We like the idea that he's shrugged off his past, that he's doing well, and that he's not like his creepy bride-abducting father.

We don't get much in Silm about what Maeglin's relationship with Turgon is like, but I talked here about why I can't buy that Turgon neglected or abused Maeglin.

"Then the King listened with wonder to all that Aredhel had to tell; and he looked with liking upon Maeglin his sister-son, seeing in him one worthy to be accounted among the princes of the Noldor. 'I rejoice indeed that Ar-Feiniel has returned to Gondolin,' he said, 'and now more fair again shall my city seem than in the days when I deemed her lost. And Maeglin shall have the highest honor in my realm.'" ("Of Maeglin," The Silmarillion)

The only fly in that pudding is that he and Idril get off to a bad start which never improves. He's into her, she's not into him, but he can't let it go. He lets it fester and generate anger, jealousy, and hatred, and in this way, he's like so many creepy guys who can't take rejection.

"But as the years passed, still Maeglin watched Idril, and waited, and his love turned to darkness in his heart. And he sought the more to have his will in other matters, shirking no toil or burden, if he might thereby have power." ("Of Maeglin," The Silmarillion)

But even so, Maeglin is trusted by Turgon! He's popular! He has his own craft and people who admire and follow his ideas! In almost every way, Maeglin should be happy. But he cannot stop obsessing over Idril, and he lets that spoil everything else that he's achieved, to the point where he's wiling to betray the entire city to possess her.

I think there's also a disconnect between those who've read The Fall of Gondolin and those who haven't, because TFOG expands on a lot of things only really hinted at in Silm proper. For instance, the attempted murder of Earendil (who, it should be noted, is seven years old during the sack of Gondolin). In Silm, we get this:

"Tuor sought to rescue Idril from the sack of the city, but Maeglin had laid hands on her, and on Earendil; and Tuor fought with Maeglin on the walls, and cast him far out..." ("Of Tuor and the Fall of Gondolin," The Silmarillion)

In The Fall of Gondolin, we get a much more detailed account:

"Messengers by great stealth he had dispatched to Melko[r] to set a guard about the outer issue of that Way when the assault was made; but he himself thought now to take Earendil and cast him into the fire beneath the walls, and seizing Idril he would constrain her to guide him to the secrets of the passage, that he might win out of this terror of fire and slaughter and drag her withal along with him to the lands of Melko[r]... Now then M[a]eglin had Idril by the hair and sought to drag her to the battlements out of cruelty of heart, that she might see the fall of Earendil to the flames...When M[a]eglin saw [Tuor] he would stab Earendil with a short knife he had...the mail of the small coat turned the blade aside; and thereupon Tuor was upon him and his wrath was terrible to see." ("The Original Tale," The Fall of Gondolin)

In TFOG, Maeglin's malice is even more apparent as we get a blow-by-blow account of his effort to force Idril to watch him kill her child and then drag her to Angband, but even looking exclusively at canon Silm, Maeglin clearly swings into the villain path. I don't like to criticize him too much for caving under Melkor's threats, because being threatened with torture by Melkor would be fucking terrifying and I don't think any of us can say for certain how we would respond in that kind of situation. Tolkien even tells us Maeglin wasn't a coward, but Melkor is Melkor. Not everyone can be Hurin "Noted Badass and Snarkmaster" Thalion. What I am happy to criticize him relentlessly on is that he allows Melkor's plan to move forward.

"But Morgoth sent him [Maeglin] back to Gondolin, lest any should suspect the betrayal, and so that Maeglin should aid the assault from within, when the hour came; and he abode in the halls of the King with smiling face and evil heart..." ("Of Tuor and the Fall of Gondolin," The Silmarillion)

He never warns the Gondolindrim of what's coming, and in fact he encourages Turgon to refuse Ulmo's advice and stay in the city (where Melkor expects them to be). In TFOG, when Melkor does invade, Maeglin and his house fight on Melkor's side.

Maeglin fucked up by selling the city out, no argument. But it's more than that--he could have tried to fix it. But he doesn't. Because? Because he doesn't want his treachery revealed, and because Melkor promised him possession of Idril if he helped.

"Great indeed was the joy of Morgoth, and to Maeglin he promised the lordship of Gondolin as his vassal, and the possession of Idril Celebrindal, when the city should be taken; and indeed desire for Idril and hatred for Tuor led Maeglin the easier to his treachery, most infamous in all the histories of the Elder Days." ( "Of Tuor and the Fall of Gondolin," The Silmarillion)

People resist the narrative of Maeglin the villain I think because they are still in phase 1 where we want good things for Maeglin and for him to overcome his past. And he does...but then he chooses his own shitty path and throws away all the things he gained because he can't be content without everything that he wants, which includes Idril. Making all Maeglin's bad choices someone else's fault--Idril's for rejecting his advances, Aredhel or Eol for parenting him wrong, Turgon for not understanding him, Tuor for who knows--means not having to acknowledge Maeglin chose to become the person who betrayed Gondolin and tried to murder his family.

"Then the heart of Idril was turned towards [Tuor], and his to hear; and Maeglin's secret hatred grew ever greater, for he desired above all things to possess her, the only heir to the King of Gondolin." ("Of Tuor and the Fall of Gondolin," The Silmarillion)

Maeglin's story is a tragedy of someone consumed with their own malcontent, someone who had so much opportunity to be happy but chose to perserverate on the things he couldn't have, who became so obsessed with his own desires that he was willing to hurt everyone around him to get what he wanted. Maeglin's story is of a man who could not handle rejection by a woman he wanted, so he decided to ruin her life and kill her family. Maeglin begins the story as someone we are meant to sympathize with--but he doesn't end it that way.

#asks #anonyous #maeglin #meta

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Jane Eyre

(Um. SPOILERS for Jane Eyre, I guess.)

So. I put off reading Jane Eyre for many years, bc

1) I read a chapter at college and didn't like the style (so I chose to read Great Expectations for that class, instead), and

2) pop culture spoiled the story for me long, long ago, so it killed any sense of urgency. Like, Rochester having his wife in the attic (technically, "secluded room in the abandoned 3rd floor") is the "Darth Vader is Luke's father" of English literature -- it should come as a shock, but at this point, everyone who cares already knows.

But I finally picked it up last week, and reader, I'm having a blast. And I realize now that no one had told me the actual two main attractions of this particular show: that Jane is absolutely hilarious, and that Rochester is WILD. I expected him to be wild, bc, well, he's got his wife locked in the attic, but he's entirely RIDICULOUS?????

So far, these exchanges have happened:

Mr. Brocklehurst: "What should you do to avoid hell?" Jane: "Not die" (GIRL XDD)

Rochester: goes on and on about temptation and redemption and regret, in the most abstract of manners Jane, getting up: "I'm not following anymore, so I'm gonna go. (This man??? Met this 18-year-old girl who has seen nothing of the outside world and???? decided to just???? tell her his entire life story???? including his sob story about a French mistress???? Didn't tell her about the wife in the attic, ofc.)

Rochester, who's way too cool about having been almost roasted alive in his own bed like a suckling pig: "Thank you, Jane, now go." Jane: starts to leave Rochester: pikachu_face.jpg "Are you leaving???" Jane: "You told me to??" Rochester: holds her hand, thanks her profusely for saving his life, calls her his 'cherished preserver', Jane: "No problem! Night." Rochester: "Are you really going?!" Jane: "I'm cold, sir." LSAJFLASKDF

Servants: talk in code about the wife in the attic Me: EVERYONE KNOWS, EXCEPT JANE???? HE'S NOT EVEN KEEPING IT A SECRET????

Rochester DRESSED UP AS A FORTUNE TELLER???? TO TEST JANE???? I GUESS???? He implies she's about to be super happy in life, but also that he's gonna marry Miss Ingram, and then???? Jane realizes it's him??? Jane: "Take this costume off, sir" Rochester: "...I can't, the string is knotted" SKJDJLDAKVK

Rochester keeps telling her he's gonna marry Miss Ingram, and that he'll send Jane away???? And then proposes to Jane???? Saying he TESTED MISS INGRAM, AND SHE FAILED???? So... So what, had Miss Ingram proved to be a nice person who cares about him and not his money, would he then... have married her instead???? WHAT'S HAPPENING HERE

And all the while I'm like "Sir, stop playing dress up and stop proposing to other women, YOU HAVE A WIFE LOCKED IN YOUR ATTIC" (same intonation of "a horse loose in a hospital"). Can't wait for the next fire, is all I'm gonna say.

Rochester is preposterous. He makes Fitzwilliam "You're beneath me, your family is ridiculous, I don't know why I like you but I do, you have fine eyes. Marry me?" Darcy seem like the MOST sensible man in the world. Hell, he makes Frank Churchill seem sensible.

Meanwhile, she has an uncle in Madeira (me, reading it: "oh she has an uncle in my country, how exciting!" XD) who has money and wants to adopt her???? GIRL, RUN TO YOUR UNCLE, BE ADOPTED, ENJOY THE COMFORTS YOU'VE NEVER HAD ACCESS TO

I'm loving every second of this. Reading this knowing about the wife in the attic is great.

Part II, because why not

#jane eyre #charlotte bronte #literature #we were born to make queuestory

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◲ Omikuji ◱

V: "Okay, I told you mine, what's yours sayin'?"

Kerry: "Oh, next year's gonna be my year, baby. Every song's gonna go through the roof, gonna get so many new fans, money, fame... And it even says I'm gonna get laid this very night!"

V: "Uh-huh... does it also say 'draw the most specific fortune anyone's ever gotten'?"

Happy New Year from Vince and Kerry and me :3

I mentioned before that Vince isn't very religious or keen on traditions, not a big celebrator of Christmas either. There is one exception though, and that's going to the Shinto shrine on New Year's to draw a fortune. He always went there as a kid with his father, celebrating Hatsumōde, probably the only real bonding moments they ever had. So, when he later returns as an adult for the first time, it was a very bittersweet moment. Similarly, when Kerry lived in Tokyo still, I bet he also participated in this tradition with his family at least a few times, whenever he wasn't on tour or otherwise occupied.

So, back in Night City now, even better to make some new, happier memories together :D

I also made and alt-version (which was my original idea for this piece actually, but for reasons I changed it slightly XD), below the cut, which is more fitting for my personal timeline of events if this scene takes places on New Year's 2077/2078 :3

I hope you like either picture and thanks for reading all my ramblings <3 XD

He's fine, I promise!!! Or he will be, on the way to recovery xD I touched upon Vince getting some kind of treatment/surgery to deal with the Relic post-Sun-Ending in my fic and in some VP before, and at first I actually wanted to just post this version... but he looks so different with his iconic rattail gone, and I love drawing it, so yeah XD Two versions it is!

Also, since Omikuji vending machines are an actual thing, I think they probably have these in Night City as well... and despite all the wonders and horrors of our dystopian future, I like the idea that you still get your fortunes printed on old-fashioned paper so you can tie them on a tree or string if they're bad luck XD The good old clash between tradition and process I love so much about this world.

Good fortune for your 2024, with money, fame, and getting everything else fulfilled that you're into and hope for xDD

#cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #cyberpunk 2077 fanart #cp2077 fanart #cyberpunk fanart #cyberpunk kerry #cyberpunk v #male v cyberpunk #kerry eurodyne #kerry eurodyne x v #kerry x v #vincent ezaki #otp: to bad decisions #art by me #I think this is one of my favourite pieces of them I've ever made so far #really happy with their expressions and likenesses and yeah #also when I get around finally to modding clothes again... I wanna make neokitsch recolors for the kimono so badly xD

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28 Asks! Wahoo! :DDD

(Post in question)

XD I'm glad you like him! This makes me want to make some lore for the little critter. Some of the other imps and cats have lore, so Armpit should too!.... Starting with giving him a proper name <XDD

(Video in ask)

Oooo pretty song! Though I'm not sure what they'd think.. :0 They might just enjoy it in general and not have much thought afterwards <XD

Google seems to say that that's a scary game, I'm sure they'd be too scared to play <XD

I feel like what it would take for Bonnie to yell at someone is if they were yelling at him. But even so.. I just don't know if that's how Bonnie is..

Like if say, Monty was really barking at Bonnie for how he's behaving and just shoving everything in his face. I'd like to think that Bonnie would eventually blow and yell back something like "I DON'T CARE" or "YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IM GOING THROUGH".. Buuuutt at the same time.. Bonnie is mellow and kind by nature.

Seeing Monty yelling.. he might just shut down even more. He's so tired. He's tired of everything. And now Monty's yelling about something and its all just.. so exhausting. It might be easier for Bonnie to just stand there and not say anything and wait for Monty to get it all out of his system and then leave. Fighting back is just gonna make Monty yell more and cause more drama. Bonnie would give up in an argument pretty quickly and just stand there until the other person is done yelling.

And what's Monty gonna do? Push Bonnie around? Bonnie is way heavier and stronger than him. Pushing him/encouraging Bonnie to get physical is just gonna result in Monty flailing about and Bonnie standing stiff as brick.

I've never seen that movie(..?) before so I cant really say.. But judging by Google images, it looks really cool! And it has a lot of cats in it XD

I remember them! What a whacky cast of characters :00 My favorite is probably the Monkey XDD

I've never watched any of the Ghibli movies although I really should 💔

Now considering all the stuff I've heard/seen about those movies.. the food looks delicious, and the lands seem peaceful..?? They all might camp out for a while in one of those worlds and just bask in the peace and quiet.. 😌

XDD Hey I see that digital circus reference!

Although they didn't have any rides like that fortunately, and STAFF bots didn't exist when Foxy was still in service. If a kid had an accident of some kind, whether it be an injury or a uh. "Spill".. It was probably Foxy's job to alert an employee and they'd come in and clean up the mess and/or whisk the injured child away so Foxy could go back to work.

If you go to my blogs post search and type in "super mario bros", you should find 99% of all my Mario artwork!

If you have any trouble finding it don't be afraid to send another ask- idk if ur on mobile or PC it might be different <XD

Seam could have known how to do that perhaps..? But his powers were never meant to hurt people. Seam was the court Magician. He would just use his powers to put on these beautiful displays and show off these bizarre tricks and shows. (Usually along side Jevil to add extra flare and humor to his performances)

Although... technically you could say that he did use his magic to harm once. I don't know if it counts as a hex.? But he did lock Jevil away in a magical cell made of his own magic... does that count? :0

Yeah that was the intention. Seam, that Older imp and the two cat ladies worked under the King directly. So they wore these beautiful robes and headdress things to show their status. Jevil was the court jester so he just wore a jester outfit.

If Jevil had any other role he'd probably be dressed all fancy just like them. :0

Yeah <:( for a lot of reasons.

For many years talking has hurt Seams mouth and face, obviously- So he's resorted to mumbling and talking very quietly. After years and years of doing that his voice cant be great. When the stiches were removed I can imagine him raising his voice and it just sends him into a horrible coughing fit. Plus those holes in his mouth are still there, and they cant feel great to be stretched around..

I can see him struggling to make certain sounds. Like the word "cheese". He'd probably cut off half way cuz the holes were stretched and it felt like a punch to the lip. :'(

That's a good question... I think at least for now, Seam just wants to cover it up.

Underneath that wrap.. his face is pretty messed up. Its not just his eye.. I imagine that the eye hole also didn't heal great so I don't know if they could even put in an artificial eye. It might hurt Seam or make his face really sore.. Plus after the eye was in, he'd just want to cover it up with a bandage anyways..

So for now, he just covers his face and doesn't touch the wound. And I don't think he'll have the courage to mess with it anytime soon... :((

I have not :/ But I have seen ads for it EVERYWHERE. So I am aware of its existence. XDD

I've never heard of that game no.. but Googling it, I can say that I love the art style! :D

Awe,, Thank you so much!! :DD

Possibly! :000

Aww.... nah that would destroy anybody.

I mean if they absolutely had to for some reason, like they could never return to the surface because if they did they would die.. They would survive underwater for a while. But then eventually they'd run out of supplies and they'd starve or the octopod would stop functioning after a while..

Also MAN they would all be ruined mentally. Never being able to see their families again. Never being able to feel the sun on your skin or breathe in fresh air. Being stuck underwater for the rest of their lives would destroy all of the Octonauts. Save for possibly Inkling, but even then being trapped down there and all your friends are miserable would wear on Inkling too..

Maybe not the whole playground. But I can easily see Christmas/holiday themed decorations being hung up around the Daycare :)

Hmm.. I hadn't planned/thought about something like that... But that's a really cool idea! Perhaps at one point they were pursued through dimensions :0 Terrifying!

@kiyuktuk

Which "Wapeach" are you referring to? If you're talking about the ship of them, Mmmm nahh,, I don't think they'll ever be a thing..

Are you referring to "Wapeach" as in the peach wearing that purple outfit with the long purple boots? If so I don't know what to make of that <XD

Judging by Google images.. they'd see the desert wasteland, turn right around and jump through another mirror. <XD They need to find food man!

(Post in question)

Bad Endogeny! No! Don't stab people's legs! >:(

Never heard the song before, but I'm sure Jangles would be up for it! XD

XDD 1 Jangles is powerful enough, the world cant handle 2-

@beryl-shade

Jangles would be in awe of his idols. Sans and Papyrus would probably be wondering why this 3ft(??) tall plastic Halloween skeleton decoration is alive and talking XDD

@octonauts16 (Post in question)

Oh! No no, Cici is Bibi's little sister. I don't think I'll be making him a girlfriend any time soon <XD

I'm cautiously excited. I always love to see more FNAF but I'm worried that they might twist the lore even further and make things even more confusing... <XDD

#my response #fnaf security breach #factual fam #super mario bros #octonauts #undertale #deltarune #seam and jevil #seam deltarune #jevil

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Roses in the Thorns

🖤 Pairing: Yandere! Malleus Draconia x Female! Fae! Reader

💛 Word Count: 2,3k+

❤ Warnings: -

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I haven’t seen ch 7 yet, but I heard Mal causes snow too when he’s upset? Idk let’s just say he does that here XD Also the meaning of the title is that rose often denotes romance, but is it really romance in their relationship? @married-to-google-translater

Malleus didn’t really like going home.

Of course, he missed his grandmother that worked hard in his stead. His little rose garden waiting to be tended and admired. And his palace that held the comforting yet no less fascinating gargoyles and grotesques. But he didn’t miss the loneliness of his status and species, the fear from people, and you.

The fiancée that his grandmother set up from some Duke a few centuries ago.

It wasn’t as if he hated you, per se. You did your job as a princess and a fiancée very well, perhaps a bit too well, strengthening Queen Maleficia’s fondness for you. She, out of all people, knew just how lonely he was, regardless of his attempts to hide it, and you were more than ready to spend the next centuries with him. Malleus knew he should be delighted, grateful even, that his fiancée wasn’t a shy or fearful thing. But if he had to pinpoint why he disliked you, he might not be able to answer it quickly.

“Welcome back. I miss you.”

You hugged him tighter and closer than any royal couple had done, than any royal couple was supposed to be doing. You hummed contentedly against his shoulder, trying to sway him side by side. You weren’t fazed by his rigid body, however, and merely smiled up at him.

“The castle feels so lonely without you, you know.”

Malleus squinted slightly. He never really knew if you were jabbing at his little insecurity or if you genuinely felt that way. Maybe he was reading too much into your actions, maybe he wasn’t. Who would’ve known?

“I see. That’s unfortunate.”

A neutral answer; neither sympathizing nor mocking. He pushed you away, gently as to avoid any suspicion from the unseen eyes and ears that your relationship wasn’t as harmonious as it should be.

“Avoidant, as usual.” you mused, trailing after him with your hands clasped behind you. “But allow me to accompany you a bit more, Malleus. Fortunately, I have a loose schedule for today.”

Your smile widened just as your eyes glowed in the dimly-lit hallway.

“Because I knew you’d come back to me.”

Ah, that’s right. He disliked you because of your confidence. While it didn’t exactly tiptoe the line of arrogance, it was still annoying how you thought he favored you any more than he favored other women desperate for his hand in marriage. Then again, he couldn’t really fault you for trying. A cold, formal marriage might be the standard for many royal couples, but a harmonious one – both in public and private – would greatly benefit your relationship and image.

And yet…

“I’m tired. I’d like to rest for now.”

Your confidence wasn’t the main reason behind his antipathy.

“Are you sulking, Malleus?”

It was your perceptiveness. Your ability to make him feel naked, vulnerable, tamed. Lilia had that power too, but he was his caretaker and retainer. He cared about him. While you? You were an enigma. A wildcard. A stranger that his grandmother was forced to marry soon.

“What makes you think so?”

Calmly, you closed the doors of his bedroom.

“Why, your face says it all, of course.”

Instinctively, Malleus touched his face. Was he really that expressive? Lilia could read him, but once again, he was his caretaker and retainer.

You chuckled, “Are you thinking about whether you’re being very expressive right now?”

His eyes widened slightly.

“Well, you’re not. But I’ve spent centuries observing you, so I can pick up all your emotions now.” You peeked through your lashes coyly. “So, did you finally find some joy in that school?”

Malleus resisted the urge to shift uncomfortably. He shouldn’t be surprised considering that you were his fiancée, but he knew that had you were more blatant with your ‘observation’, he’d think of you as another Rook Hunt instead.

“I didn’t go there to search for amusement.”

“Oh, really? Not even a new friend?”

“The people there are mostly pleasant.”

You simpered, eyes softening slightly.

“You know I’m not talking about schoolmates.”

“Quit talking in riddles. If you don’t have any business left to discuss, you may leave my chamber at once.”

“Always so cold to me, and yet, you’re strangely warm to that magicless human.”

Stiffening, Malleus whipped around and gripped your arms.

“How did you know about Yuu?”

“Are you really asking me that? I’m your fiancée. I ought to know about your matters, too. How else can I help you if you encounter problems?”

“I already have Lilia with me. I don’t need your intervention.”

You cocked your head in mock questioning.

“Really? Just like how you’re barely invited to any event, including the ceremony? Or how your own retainers forget about you sometimes?”

Malleus ground his teeth.

“I suggest you to watch your tongue if you don’t want to lose it.”

“Oh, but what would people think if they found out that you punished me due to a simple couple spat? And we don’t need to imagine how Her Majesty would react to this. She loves me, you see, and you know it too.”

“Don’t think you’re invincible, [Name].”

“Maybe.” You shrugged carelessly. “But I’m the reason why people started to look at you in a better light now. If I were to, say, complain that you’re being hurtful towards me, they’d sooner believe me over a big, scary dragon.”

His grip tightened. As much as he hated to admit it, you were right. Ever since you got engaged to him, you often invited him to events and used the power of social pressure by displaying affections to him. Of course, Malleus had no choice but to comply and requite the unwanted gestures. And those nobles, foolish little creatures despite the intelligence they touted, immediately believed the act and spread the news all over the country. Now, everyone knew you both as an unconventionally loving couple; surprising but no less heartwarming.

But he could care about his image later.

“Whatever you do, do not harm Yuu in any way.”

You huffed a laugh.

“You wound me, Malleus. When have I ever treat humans so unjustly? They’re a part of our people, too.”

Malleus squinted and opened his mouth to retort, only to close it back. What was he going to say again? That he thought you’d hurt Yuu out of ‘jealousy’ of his friendship? Thinking about it was silly enough; saying it aloud would make him a bigger fool. You probably couldn’t feel jealous, not when you seemed so complacent even in the face of threat. What would you respond later? Another jab? Another sneer?

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“Lilia, are you the one who told Princess [Name] about me being excluded to school events?”

The cup hovered as Lilia paused to process the question. Peeking up through his lashes, he discerned Malleus’ agitated expression.

“Why, even if I don’t tell her, she can still find out somewhere else.”

“You know I don’t like it when she meddles in my affairs,” Malleus grumbled. “and now she knows about Yuu’s existence too. What if she hurts them?”

“I’ve been observing her, and never once did she mistreat humans. She might seem like a know-it-all, but she’s only trying to do her duty. Let’s not be too paranoid.”

Despite Lilia’s attempt to reassure him, Malleus couldn’t subdue the agitation in his chest. You were too unpredictable, in a way that might just be worse than Lilia. Even if the said fae wasn’t his retainer, Malleus would still trust him to be around Yuu due to his wish for a peaceful life.

Unfortunately, his anxiety was proven true when he spotted you talking with Yuu in the Ramshackle yard at one night.

“Oh, hi, Tsunotarou!”

You glanced at them in bemusement yet devoid of surprise, as if you knew the nickname was harmless. On one hand, Malleus was relieved to know that you wouldn’t scold or punish them for discourtesy like Sebek would’ve done. But on the other hand, he was still angry at your insolence.

“Pardon us, Yuu, but I’d like to speak to her first.”

“Oh, yes. You guys are, uh, dating, right? Go ahead.”

Squinting, Malleus grabbed your wrist and dragged you to a secluded spot.

“Why did you tell them that we’re ‘dating’?! And what are you doing here?! Why didn’t you tell me that you’d come?!”

“I just want to know what compelled you to them. It’s rather baffling, but I think I understand now. That child doesn’t see you for your species, right? They don’t even know about your true name.”

Malleus remained silent.

You simpered, “And it appears that you didn’t tell them about your status too. Why? Are you afraid that they’d change their mind about you?”

“That is none of your business.”

“You know, they’re the one who thinks we’re dating. And they’re not wrong. We are dating, aren’t we?”

“That’s because you’re being nosy!” Malleus hissed. “Can’t you just stop bothering me and let me have some peace for once?!”

Suddenly, your face hardened just as your body went rigid under his grip. It was rather eerie to see you without your calm smile or the way your eyes stared at him without their usual gentleness of complacency. Had he finally displeased you?

“Your grandmother once told me that you liked to read fairy tales and dreamed of happily ever after. I can give you that, and Queen Maleficia knows I’ve been trying for the past centuries, but it seems that my efforts are actually futile all this time.”

You snatched your wrist from his grip and stopped beside him.

“One day, you shall see that I’m the constant part of your life. Not even your fragile and temporary friendship with that magicless human can replace me.” you declared quietly. “And one day, you shall come back to me once the loneliness becomes too overwhelming for you. Because I am the only one you need in your life.”

The wind blew past him, and with it, you were gone. Malleus looked at your empty spot, wondering since when the silence rang too loud in his ears. Then, he scoffed.

How silly. You were useful as a princess and fiancée, yes, but as a companion? No. He didn’t need you platonically or romantically, and he was sure he could live for the next centuries treating you as a business partner or a distant roommate. Just like many others before him.

He could bear with that cold, formal marriage. He was sure of it.

Seasons changed, the calendars turned their pages, and Night Raven College became a distant yet bittersweet memory. Crowley officially failed to bring Yuu home, so Malleus decided to give them a new one in Queendom of Roses so they’d feel close to their friends. It didn’t lessen their eternal anguish and longing, but at least they were able to hide it in the letters and smile at him on the rare times they met. On the other hand, ever since that incident, you’d become distant despite your new status as his wife. Although you were still successful at fooling the nobles with your loving façade, the people close to you managed to sense the wall between you. It was concerning enough until Queen Maleficia decided to confront you both, and with a masterfully calm smile, you replied.

“We simply have a disagreement, but I assure you, it won’t affect our duties or images in any way.”

Malleus could tell she didn’t really believe it, but she sighed in a way weary parents usually did, including Lilia. And you both weren’t exempted from Lilia’s admonishment itself.

For years, the invisible wall remained sturdy, neither heightening or lowering

Until, one day, Yuu died.

Nobody needed to guess who the culprit was when blizzards and thunderstorm kept falling interchangeably around the country. Lilia had implored him to calm down to prevent more deluges in the small villages, and at one point even proposed to visit you for comfort, but Malleus merely lashed out at the latter. How dare he suggest such a ludicrous thing?! All Malleus wanted was to meet his one and only friend again, not you. Never you.

But, alas, Yuu’s fate was already set in stone, and for all his power, there was nothing Malleus could do. The storms had lessened, but dark clouds still lingered in the already gloomy sky. The cloud was heavier around him who refused to leave his room, leaving the court to handle the brunt of his duty. Including you.

“[Name].”

Calmly, you sipped the warm tea and put the cup back to its saucer. You didn’t turn to look at him, but Malleus knew you were listening. You were always listening for him, about him, and the thought strangely flattered him now.

Malleus crossed the drawing room and stood beside you. He stared down at you for a moment before he kneeled.

“You’re correct.”

It was an abrupt apology yet no less sincere. He took your hand from your lap and clasped it within his cold and desperate hands, looking at you pleadingly despite your silent refusal.

“You are… the true constant part of my life. My queen, my wife, and my companion. I was mistaken to believe that my friendship with Yuu could be anything but…” He swallowed the grief and pride. “fragile and temporary, not when they were a mere mortal in my impossibly long life. Forgive me for being so blind and foolish to the truth.”

Malleus rested his forehead against your lap, already resigned to the silence that might stretch on forever. It wasn’t until he felt a hand prod him to raise his head did he obey.

Finally, you looked at him.

“I told you.” you whispered, caressing his cheeks with your thumbs. “You’ll come back to me. Because you just can’t live without me, can you?”

“Yes, yes, of course. You are the only I need in my life.”

Slowly, you smile widened just as your eyes glowed in the dimly-lit room.

The same confident and complacent smile that he once hated but now loved.

The same confident and complacent smile that told him you won this centuries-long game of cat and mouse.

“Good boy.”

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland #twst imagines #yandere malleus x reader #yandere malleus draconia #yandere malleus #female reader #yandere twst #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #twisted wonderland malleus #married-to-google-translater

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muraque · 2 years

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How will your First Date with your FS will go?

Pile 1 -

(The Moon, The Fool, The High Priestess, The Wheel of Fortune, The Chariot, Justice)

I think on your first date with your FS you will be very hesitant, almost feel nervous to the point that you feel "something would go wrong" ? , this date might have been planned out suddenly after you guys have been talking for a while and like they asked you out and you immediately said "yes!" (u might have been the one to actually were waiting for them to ask u out xD), but i would say both of you will be innerly panicking from heart attack. And i'm seeing that you are checking yourself infront of the mirror every minute if your clothes are okay or if your hair looks messy? (look don't worry, your FS will love you from the minute they saw you, they don't care whether you wear pj's that night, they would be pleased neither way) . This will happen when two of you are in the beginning stages of your relationship, i feel like you'd change how you'd actually see relationship because of this person... (very good healing is what i seee) oh and i would say i'm getting this vibe that you guys would go to this expensive restaurant,riunion or even to someone's birthday ! when i was channeling i was totally getting this scene from Spy x Family (episode 2 ) where it is called "Securing a Wife" XD. And be sure to respond to their energy and to their text, talk back because even if you seem seem to be enjoying the date i see you that you are not saying much, almost presurring yourself not to say much because you would make a mistake .... no no no, this person would actually prepare even a month before they ask you out, even their friends know that they had many sessions to build their confidence to go to you. They would protect, care and improvise they would really lookout for you, they want you to feel safe but they would be on their head lot about if they've done something wrong because you'd be really making them anxious on the date xD, be sure to be open with them honeyyy----

Pile 2 -

(The Tower, The Chariot, The Hanged Man, The Sun, The Stars, The Judgement)

It seems like your date with your FS would be boiling spicy !, i'm hearing that this date is going to be filled with so much adventures ! they wouldn't even give u a time to think when it comes to asking you out? (They'd be like "hell yeah, you need this grab my hand") it's like you are making a deal with the devil somehow hahahha, they'd be very attentive to your needs like i'm getting that vibe where they'll be eyeing on every little thing you do (lil stalkerish but also i'm getting that they try to control or manhandle situation so you need to draw boundaries with them at that part) This makes me think you guys would be going to somekind of party, event, bar even to rock concert ! (take it as how it goes with you), and more specifically Coachella vibes ... like your spouse wouldn't just plan to stay one day w you, they will plan whole travel or even a get-away to just to see you happy (and be with you more days ahem)... Man this dude is so workaholic to the part where you get stuck if they really need you or so ? :(, it's like they are doing all this so they can actually provide for you, they've grown up in a family that didn't gave them all the basic needs and love they wanted so they love the person how they want to be loved. That's why they are so much into the idea of having so much fun w you !,

Pile 3 -

(8 of wands, Ace of wands, 6 of wands, 8 of swords, Knight of Cups, 6 of pentacles, The Emperor)

Weww, Your FS is someone who you can depend on...like i can see you straight going back to your home to spill some tea about what happend during your work/school and they will be in all ears. like you guys love speaking ear to ear to each other, like it is screaming to me have chaotic yet chill you guys can be. But on your first date i get that you guys like to wear something casual daily but for this occasion definitely seeing you two dressing to impress. those gold earrings, black suit (dress) is gonn make everyone's jaw drop to the point they can't look away from you guys. So i see that you guys would be going on museum, art, performance (I'm getting Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake to be specific). After the whole thing i see you looking at your spouse with Shrek cat eyes like "i'm hungy" like this person gets you, understand you at another level to the point they will be prepared(provider alertttt). They'd be flipping their car keys like "MCDONALSS?" sheesh... they love you in every moment, like every strange or flaws you may have they'd be appreciating every piece of it. (I'm getting big SHAWTY I got it, y'know)

Pile 4 -

(Knight of Wands, 8 of swords, The Hanged Man, 3 of wands, The Emperor, The Strength)

YOO, i think Your first date with your FS will be so sudden that it wasn't actually a date in the first place?, like you guys will be at this riunion of work meeting or christmas party everyone you know will be involved somehow and someone will be hitting you on you significantly by making a move like, getting you a drink, giving you things and your FS is pissed like really pissed because even if they respect you and look at you from afar they see you in uncomfortable situation where the person hitting on you can't leave you alone. They'd be really coming in swooping you away, like gentleman/graceful woman way... like they'd introduce themselves to you and offer you to stay with them ... AND WHAM... like you'd be very interested like they'd be your new sunlight, star you'd look up to ... they are very career focused and you guys would start talking about the work/school or anything you'd be interested in and from that part you guys might ditch that place go somewhere else.... hahahaha like (what kind of korean movie is this?) This relationship will be filled with full of respect for each other, like you guys click right on from the start, like if u had to murder someone they'd be right back at ya with a shovel (i'm kidding) ....

#love tarot free #love tarot spread #fs pac #future spouse #future spouse reading #tarot reading #pick a pile #pick a card #fsp reading #love pac #pac reading #free tarot #love tarot reading #tarot online #pick a photo #love readings #pick a card reading

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kasagia · 20 days

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Just finished reading your Feyd Rautha fic… HOLY FUCK. I think you’re the writer who truly got Feyd down to a T. Also the way the relationship between him and the reader is explored… 😮‍💨 I really feel like it could be canon (and I’m not even joking). Please, please write part 2, I need to know what will happen next 🫣🥺!

P.S. I hate the harpies, kill them 😂

Aaaaaaa! Thank you so much my dear anonymous! 😊🥰🩵🖤🖤🩵

I'm so happy that I managed to capture Feyd's character! I was afraid that I made him a little... too soft for the reader, but I am happy that it worked out. But somehow it suits me so well that the reader can cross certain boundaries and is probably not at such risk of his... unexpected attack. And that is huge compliment for me that 'it could be canon'. 😅🤭

When it comes to part 2. I have one scene left (or two, I'm not sure yet) to write. So if all goes well, I will publish it on Monday or Tuesday. And get ready for something... long. Sorry. 🙈 (But it will be a bit fluff!! I hope that I didn't go too far and make them too sweet copule ekhem... I mean partners. Friends. Na-baron and his right hand. Clearly professional. No feelings include. xD)

P.S. I don't like harpies either, but I'll see what I can do... maybe not in the second part, but... 😈🤭

He was interrupted so rudely... fortunately (for him, not the reader), he will have a bit more luck in the second part... just a little bit... 🤭😇

Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it! 😊🥰🖤🩵🖤🩵🖤🩵

#feyd rautha x reader #feyd rautha #feyd rautha harkonnen x reader #thanks anon!#anonymous

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victorluvsalice · 1 year

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-->It was back to the Moonwood Mill library to check out a few books! The gang even brought the pets along -- though I think there was a brief moment of regret about that when Alice went inside and found Coty the librarian in full wolf mode with Fury coming off him in waves. Fortunately, he never actually started rampaging (hell, as you can see, he actually introduced himself politely to Shadow), so the gang was able to do what they liked --

-->Namely, read books and work out! Smiler was the first one in the gym, taking a nice long run on the treadmill before coming out for a little browsing and a chat with Coty, while Victor read a couple of books, played with Shadow, and then headed for the weight machine. Alice, for her part, remained pretty laser-focused on her werewolf reading, devouring (pun intended) the book on stereotypes and the romance novel about fated mates. (Which she is not particularly interested in -- she’s FOUND her mate, thank you very much.) That completed her book goal, and thus the Werewolf Initiate aspiration! I had her choose the Emissary of the Collective aspiration afterward when the game prompted me, though I don’t think I’ll have her complete it -- she’s not really a “pack” werewolf in that sense. But the one “lone wolf” aspiration requires you to be mean, so that’s not a fit either...really, I think Alice is just more interested in leveling up her XP so she can finally get a few more powers. :p

-->As for the pets, they kept themselves amused by wandering around and greeting the other patrons -- though when Kelly began complaining of a need to go to the toilet, I realized that, oh, yeah, there wasn’t actually any pet stuff on the lot. So I threw a couple of food bowls and a covered litterbox into the “spare room” that looks like its falling apart by the entrance. Can’t do anything else with it!

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i-simp-stobotnik · 5 months

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This piece is inspired by @carro-carrot 's post . The original cosplayers are here and here.

Stone and Robotnik are looking done AF. I think this is sometime after Sonic 2. Robotnik has survived the fall (obviously he survives, or else I can't cope) but is still a bit banged-up. I think the time between movies 2&3 will be rough for both of them. Maybe Stone infiltrates G.U.N., or does other badass-ery, but either way, hard times for both. At least now they're on the same planet and able to meet when ever their situations allow.

(Just rambling from this point onwards)

I normally don't like doing things that are this heavily referenced by other's creations. But, I've been very frustrated with my art for quite some time now. No good ideas, everything I draw looks somehow wrong and just asdjiasjgasndlkfvn argh nope. But this one surprised me. Something about the cosplay pic just tickled me right and I'm quite happy with the result. This made me happy, and I wanted to share.

Also, I slipped a week ago. Twisted my ankle a bit, and I thought I actually broke a bone from my foot but fortunately not. But the bruising is EPIC holy duck, my whole frickin' foot is purple. So, this was also great inspo for drawing bruises. xD

#stobotnik #agent stone #dr robotnik #dr eggman #jimbotnik #they are going through the wringer between movies 2 and 3 #but watch out when they get back on their feet and their masterplan gets rolling #my art #but inspired by others

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mewtwoandme · 6 months

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Oh no. M&M, your rant means it's starting. You're turning... Old.

Perhaps I just have a more mature mentality than most my age, where I think and act more like I'm 40 or over lol I have been compared to an ornery 60 year old before, someone who gives no shits about people's first world problems, which I take as a compliment XD

Then again, I've always been that way. Even as a kid, I'd get along with people older than me better than people my own age or younger, younger people always seemed to be a bit too much for me when it came to their behavior. Which isn't much different now as an adult if I'm being honest. People my age, in their 20s or younger, scare the shit out of me, especially in this day and age. Though I'm fortunate to be friends with a few exceptions ^^

#answered ask #the coments jester

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beba-780 · 3 months

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The Hero Discount

Summary:

"Little Lloyd had an accident during his training session with Kai, and since the others were on a patrol mission, Kai and Nya took Lloyd to the hospital for treatment, but at that moment Lloyd discovers that the "heroes" of Ninjago They can't get discounts, which seems unfair."

If I'm bad in my English, forgive me XD

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Sensei Wu went out to look for some supplies and Cole, Zane and Jay went out to patrol the city in the Ultrasonic, only Kai, Nya and little Lloyd were left in Dareth's Mojo Dojo, who by the way, quickly went out to pay for some things related to the bills for the repairs to the dojo after the demolition machine destroyed the main wall, fortunately she used Really Ninjago's money for those repairs, in addition, the other ninjas also helped in the construction of it. Today was not a day for lessons with Dareth, so the dojo was free for Lloyd's training.

Nya was on the roof making some modifications to her Mech Samurai X.

Kai was supervising Lloyd's training, but he left him for a second while he went to the bathroom, Kai obviously told him not to jump on the balance bars while returning from the bathroom, Kai was teaching him how to balance on the bars, but while He wasn't there, he ordered Lloyd not to move from his spot while he returned, Kai knew that jumping over the poles was dangerous if there was no one to watch him and catch him in case he fell, and Lloyd was still a child, and he still didn't have much experience staying on one foot while he was on the poles.

But Kai should already learn that Lloyd never listens to what he's told, (just like him), it didn't take long for him to hear a loud, painful noise coming from the training area as soon as he came out of the bathroom. She entered where Lloyd was and the only thing she saw was the boy lying on the ground crying and touching his head while drops of blood fell from the side of his forehead.

It was normal for Kai to be scared when he saw the blood running from the boy's wound, and it seemed to be a big wound as the blood was flowing like a big river. Lloyd didn't seem to have the strength to sit up on his own, luckily Kai rushed to be next to him and help him sit up, Kai took off his Ninja mask and used it to stop the bleeding from the wound as a quick action to stop bleeding.

-Lloyd?! What the hell happened?! – Kai frantically tried to maintain adequate pressure on the wound, but it did not stop bleeding, even some of Lloyd's blood stained the floor and his Green Ninja uniform.

- I-I just wanted to jump towards another pole like you told me... b-but I slipped on the fabric of my pants and hit my head on the side of the other pole... - Lloyd sobbed. While he also tried to put pressure on his head using Kai's mask, but it hurt too much that even he was almost unable to touch the wound on his head.

- God... Lloyd... - Exhaling worriedly, Kai quickly lifted the cloth and took a quick look at the wound, it was still bleeding, a lot, and no doubt the wound would require saturation stitches, unfortunately Kai, nor Nya, had that knowledge, Zane maybe, but he wasn't here and they couldn't waste any more time since this could be bad for Lloyd.

- H-It hurts... - Lloyd moaned, interrupting Kai's thoughts as he let out painful sobs.

Then Kai acted.

- Don't worry, you'll be fine - Kai calmed him down as he wrapped his free hand around Lloyd's waist and lifted him up while continuing to help him keep pressure on the fabric of his head with his other hand. Lloyd also tried to hold the fabric of the mask over his head wound, but doing so made it hurt more, but he still made the effort.

Kai ran up the stairs, kicked open the door, and yelled for Nya to come with him to the hospital so he could take Lloyd. Nya was obviously startled when she saw her brother reach the roof, nearly burning herself with the blowtorch as soon as she heard the knock on the door, but as soon as she saw Lloyd bleeding from the head she quickly demanded an explanation. Kai gave him a brief summary as they walked down the stairs, mentioning that Lloyd fell off the balance beams and hurt his head when he left the training area.

Nya started the motorcycle she had gotten while they were looking for accommodation, and quickly headed towards the Ninjago General Hospital, luckily it was not far from the location of Dareth's dojo, as soon as they arrived they quickly asked the receptionist to attend to Lloyd, a nurse. She guided them to a room where several patients were being treated and assigned them a small room where there was only a stretcher, some vital machines and medical tools, and it had large windows where you could see the medical area.

After the nurse gave them some clean, sterile cloths to cover Lloyd's wound, she told them to wait in the room while she brought in the doctor who would treat them. Waiting patiently as per her instructions, Nya sat with Lloyd on the stretcher and hugged him to give the boy some comfort. Kai was still putting pressure on Lloyd's wound but luckily she wasn't bleeding as much anymore, thanks to the cloths she gave them the nurse.

- Don't worry, green machine, you'll be fine - Kai suddenly mentions to calm the boy who was still sobbing and complaining about the pain in his head.

- But I can barely feel my head, - Lloyd exclaims as he glances at Kai out of the corner of his eye.

- Hey, don't be dramatic, besides this wouldn't have happened if you had listened to me if you didn't jump over the poles without me seeing you - Kai scolded him while changing the cloth on his wound for a new one. Lloyd winced as he felt the new fabric touching his wound.

- I thought I could, I just wanted to impress you that I could do it alone - Lloyd groans as he touches the same place where Kai kept pressure on his wound - But I slipped because of my stupid Green Ninja suit, it's too big for me, and I always trip over that. - Lloyd growls angrily as he winces again as Kai presses the fabric harder.

- We'll have to ask Sensei Wu if it's okay to make some improvements to his suit - Kai mentioned sympathetically as he remembered all the times Lloyd tripped with his Green Ninja suit on, the suit was obviously made for an older person, and the boys, plus Kai, had to roll up the sleeves of their suit and the fabric of their pants, so that Lloyd wasn't dragging the excess fabric all over the floor and could move better.

But just then a doctor arrives in the room, Kai assumed it would be the doctor assigned to them.

- Nice to meet you, Red Ninja and Samurai X, I will be your assigned doctor - the doctor kindly introduced himself to the two brothers.

Kai didn't find it strange that the doctor didn't know their names, after all, the news almost never mentions them by their real names.

- It's good that doctor arrived, this is Lloyd and he hit his head very hard, the wound is deep and that's why we brought him - Kai mentioned while greeting the doctor and pointing to Lloyd who seemed to continue complaining about the pain in his head.

- I see, let me check the wound please - Nya obeyed and got up from the stretcher to be next to Kai while the doctor approached Lloyd, who luckily stayed still, while he lifted the cloth, very carefully, to examine the wound - Yes... -comments the doctor while covering the wound with the cloth again - The wound is deep, but not that serious, but it does require saturation points for it to heal well –

- It's really necessary? – Lloyd asks with a nervous tone since the boy didn't like needles at all. That fear came to light after taking Lloyd to another hospital one day to receive a flu shot.

- If we want the wound to heal, yes - the doctor calmly states as he begins to prepare what is necessary to close Lloyd's wound - But don't worry, I will inject you with an anesthesia that make feel nothing while I close the wound, you will feel something uncomfortable, but at least you won't feel pain as soon as your wound closes –

Lloyd still doesn't seem sure, but at least Nya approached him to reassure him – Don't worry, I'll be here with you while they heal your wound. And I promise you it will be fast –

- You promise? – Lloyd looks at her with hope that she really stays by her side at all times while they close the wound.

- Yes, I promise, - Nya Lloyd said as she gently rubbed her shoulder.

- And you Kai? – Lloyd now turned to the Red Ninja.

- Of course, dwarf –

- In fact, only one person can stay with the child, I'm sorry - the doctor quickly announces in apology when he sees how Lloyd asked the two brothers to stay with him.

Resigned to what the doctor was saying, Kai looked at the boy with sympathy - Don't worry, I won't go far, Nya will stay with you while I stay outside the room, plus someone will have to tell the others about your situation, right? –

Lloyd hummed affirmatively as he looked down, obviously disappointed to know that Kai couldn't stay with him and Nya.

- Easy - Kai playfully touched Lloyd's nose - You're going to be fine -

- Very good, let's begin - the doctor left the utensils next to Lloyd's stretcher and even helped him lie down on the stretcher. Kai had already left the room, but he didn't go far, he sat in what was the waiting room and took out his phone so he could contact the others.

Luckily that didn't take time, Kai knew Zane was the best at taking anyone's call.

- Kai? What's happening? – Zane asked from the other phone line.

- Hello Zane, hey, are you with the others? –

- Sure, why do you ask? –

-Listen, Lloyd got hurt and we had to take him to the hospital – Kai mentioned directly, but then quickly added another answer – But it wasn't serious, seriously, they are treating him now –

- Was Lloyd injured? – Zane sounded alarmed – But what happened? He's fine? –

-Yes, he will be fine, he hurt his head and will receive some stitches, but it was nothing serious, they treated him in time, Nya is with him at the moment. I called you to inform them that we will return to the ship as soon as they finish treating Lloyd -

- Okay - Zane sighs in relief - I'll let the others know about the situation, if they finish soon call us again, okay? –

- Of course - Kai ended the call and sighed deeply as he leaned his head back, clearly today was a long day, Kai hoped that this experience would teach Lloyd to listen to others in the future so as not to do anything reckless new during your training.

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It didn't take long when the doctor left the room and informed Kai about Lloyd's condition. Kai got up from his seat and entered the room and saw that Lloyd was once again sitting on the stretcher while Nya was next to him. Lloyd had a large gauze pad over the area of his wound, but there was also a large bandage surrounding his head. At least the doctor was kind enough to clean even the blood that ran all over Lloyd's face, however, only the Ninja suit was still stained with his blood.

- How do you feel? – Kai asks as she placed her hand on Lloyd's shoulder.

- It doesn't hurt as much anymore, but it does burn a little,- Lloyd stated naturally while touching the area of his wound.

- He was lucky he didn't have a serious concussion, he's a tough kid. You will only need to change the bandages on the necessary days, take some medications, carefully clean the wound and if the stitches come loose, do not hesitate to bring the child back here – the doctor mentions while taking a sheet of paper from his clipboard and give it to Kai. There were written the medical prescriptions that Lloyd would need, the days to change his bandages and the disinfectants that he would need to clean the wound.

- Thank you, doctor – Kai thanks when reading the doctor's sheet in detail.

-You're welcome, the payment will be at the reception, just show them the sheet and they will tell you how much you have to pay - the doctor mentions when putting away some of the things that he used to close Lloyd's wound.

- Hey, wait - Lloyd suddenly responds - Should we really pay? Aren't there hospital discounts for heroes who saved Ninjago multiple times? – Lloyd's tone seemed childish, no one thought that a child like him would think that heroes got big free rewards just for saving the world.

Kai and Nya obviously laughed, Lloyd didn't seem to understand why they were laughing, but he clearly looked very confused.

- Excuse me - Kai mentioned without stopping laughing at Lloyd's comment - You know how children are, I think the blow to the head affected you quite a bit - Shaking Lloyd's head affectionately, Kai helped him get up from the stretcher and hug.

Kai and Nya ended up paying at the reception, which Lloyd didn't like, as soon as they left and went to the dojo, they boarded the Destiny Bounty, Kai informed the others that they were already home and Lloyd stayed in the game room. He stared at the television after Nya handed him her medicine.

- Hey - Kai greeted as he entered the room - How do you feel? – he sat on the couch next to Lloyd so she could give him some company.

- Aren't heroes supposed to pay nothing and receive free things? – Lloyd suddenly asks as he looks askance at Kai.

Sighing, Kai approached Lloyd and put his arm around his shoulders - Lloyd, nothing in this life is free, it sounds silly, but it's true, besides, I know that many children like you believe that just by saving the city, the people give free stuff to the heroes, we save the city from the Great Devourer, the pirates, the Serpentine, your dad and other things I've even lost count of, and we still pay for the things you need like normal people, right ? We are not trying to live in luxury, but you saw the result of that occasion. –

- Yes, I know - Lloyd responds when remembering what they experienced in the Penthouses of the hotel where they stayed for a while.

- Listen - Kai cleared his throat and looked Lloyd in the eyes - Being a hero doesn't mean that people will give you something in return or you'll receive gifts or get some free benefit, it's about doing the right thing without receiving anything in return, the boys and I don't complain every day about not getting good care from the city, but there will always be people who will remember what you did for them and that will help you in the future. Good actions speak louder than words –

- Okay... - Lloyd accepts resignedly while huffing a little - But I still think that it would be good for you to receive a good discount at the hospital, what happens if one day one of you gets seriously injured? –

-Hey, the people at the hospital know that we did a lot for the city, if something bad were to happen to us, the doctors and nurses would not hesitate to help us, besides, it is part of their job to help people, like us, and little naughty ones like you - Kai playfully ruffled Lloyd's hair and he was disgusted by Kai's movement - Not all heroes get discounts Lloyd –

- Mmm...it's okay, I believe you. I guess you only see that in comics and television –

- Okay, now, do you want some of the ice cream Nya brought? –

Lloyd did not refuse the offer of ice cream, and while he recovered from his head injury, Sensei Wu suspended Lloyd's training sessions until he was completely healed.

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BG3 INSP: Escape the Nautiloid

Githyanki Woman: Abomination! This is your end! Narrator: Your head throbs and your skin tingles. Visions run past: a dragon's wing, a silver sword--and a flash of your face seen through the strange woman's eyes. Githyanki Woman: Ugh, my head! What is this? Tsk'va! You are no thrall? Vlaakith blesses me this day! Together, we might survive. Imps block the path forward. You will assist me in destroying them--we must reach the helm before we transform. Ryuu: Transform? What do you mean? Githyanki Woman: We carry Mind Flayer parasites! Unless we escape--unless we are cleansed--our bodies and minds will be tainted and twisted. Within days we will be ghaik: Mind Flayers! Ryuu: We are turning into Illithid? There must be something we can do! Githyanki Woman: We can do nothing until we escape--that must be our priority. Ryuu: I am Ryuu; who are you? Lae'zel: Who am I? Your only chance of survival, Lae'zel. Ryuu: Is the helm our way out of here? Lae'zel: It is where we might gain control of the gh'ath--this Nautiloid ship. Once in command, we will deal with our ghaik captors. We will address the matter of a cure for this infection once we reach the Material Plane. Ryuu: Onward then. The ship won't be able to take another dragon attack. We need to get out before it's too late.

-- Baldur's Gate 3

MY THOUGHTS (mini rant) & CC CREDITS

MY THOUGHTS

Unpopular opinion, but I LOVE Lae'zel. She's my favorite character in the whole game (EASY #2's my daughter Karlach 🥰). People say Lae'zel's hella mean, but I like her whole melting the ice queen shtick.

My biggest complaint about BG3 is that most of the companions are way too irrelevant--other than Halsin, Lae'zel's the only one closely tied to the actual frikkin plot (unless you count that annoying wench Shadowheart blabbing about Lady Shar all frikkin day. I haven't dealt with her & the Nightsong yet). I was with Lae the whole time: get these nasty AF parasites out of my frikkin body RIGHT NOW. 🤮 To the creche! (Then we got to the creche and I was like jfc. 👀💀)

And her going on & on about Queen Vlaakith was way more interesting than Shadowheart with Lady Shar & her whole amnesia excuse (plus I just don't like her, so.... XD).

The Githyanki were giving me strong Qunari vibes from Dragon Age--but that's not surprising, since Bioware made the first two Baldur's Gate games & DA likely lifted at lot from D&D. Lae's kinda like a way more intense Sten or Iron Bull? And both the Gith & the Qun have dragon-obsessed cultures; these are my people. 💪😤

CC CREDITS

- Midnight Hollow lighting mod

- Tank pose w/ 75% OMSP resizer

- Skyrim dragon by me

- Fireextinguisherfailfx is a GREAT Fog Emitter fire-breathing effect, which I realized when I had Ryuu detonate the parasite pool, and the explosion set sim!Lae'zel on frikkin fire! That orange burst when the extinguisher fails is just perfect.

I was dying when Ryuu just STOOD there while she did all the work putting out the fires, after I told him to put out the fire FIRST! Typical; Dark Urges can't be bothered helping people, I guess. XD

Fortunately for sim!Lae, there was a nifty Restoration Station nearby where she could wash all the soot off:

- Lae outfit from Dragon Valley, boots & bracers at TSR

- Ryuu Dragon Age staff acc by @greenplumbboblover

#sims 3 baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #mini rant #sims 3 sakura avatar gameplay #sims 3 gameplay #sims 3 wips #dragons #did i mention dragons #Dungeons and Dragons

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