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ind1c0lite · 9 months

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(Basic context is that AU of Duel Desinties where the phantom impersonates Phoenix to get him found guilty of Clay's murder, I talk more under the cut abt it jkhlj)

-Basically meant to be a parallel to turnabout trump, cause if you can have ONE boss get found guilty of murder, why not a second one?

-OK basically: everything in DD happens normally until like- a day before clays murder, Phoenix gets yoinked by the phantom somehow (he is still alive, just being held captive), Phantom is still Fulbright, but they've decided to be silly goofy (target Phoenix and get him found guilty of murder, escape police custody and then murder phoenix and make it seem like Phoenix accidentally died while on the run, thats why they didn't kill phoenix right away unlike the real Fulbright) there is an imposter amo-

-I dont have the logistics as to how this affects solving Metis's murder, and how it effects what evidence is used n whatnot and turnabout for tomorrow as a whole, so im just going nuts HGJKHLJ

-Originally I was actually imagining this taking place during turnabout for tomorrow and I wanted that case to be apollo v klavier instead of phoenix and edgeworth and thats why klav is in here instead of Simon (I decided that Simon got badly injured and couldn't stand in court for the retrial, so klavier was asked to step in)

-The courtroom bombing still happens the same way it does normally, but Apollo decides to take up the case again instead of taking a leave, instead of like, you know, healing from the traumatic event that just happened, turnabout countdown still happens as well

-Apollo and Athena do not find out about the phantom's existence until well after this trial, so they have no idea that Phoenix could've possibly been replaced, though simon, after hearing about the trial, might be suspicious about whether or not that was the real Phoenix

-The Phantom had been not only keeping an eye on Simon for a while, but was also stalking Phoenix and Edgeworth after they both started looking into UR-1, so they were able to impersonate phoenix so well that not even his own daughter thought that anything was up (though while Trucy did find him a *little* bit off, but she figured that it might've been the bombing that caused him to act ever so slightly weird, so she didn't pay much mind to it until she heard about his confession in court and realized it might've been because he possibly, ya know, killed someone)

-it's pretty much just switching Athena being framed for murder with Phoenix, and instead of the trial ending on a cliffhanger, it continues on (probably with Klavier insisting on it) ending with soloman being found innocent and Phoenix being declared guilty

-There's a couple days inbetween the end of the cosmic turnabout and the start of turnabout for tomorrow, so Athena, Apollo and Trucy all get a little bit to process the fact that "oh god my boss/my dad killed someone" (simons execution date is pushed back a bit in this au) and they probably get to talk with Klavier and eventually a lil bit with Simon after he gets out

-Im not sure how it all winds down in turnabout for tomorrow (Phoenix escaping and being at large is basically the perfect cover for the phantom to resume being fulbright for that trial) but they do eventually realize that the phoenix who confessed wasn't the real one and now there's a search on going to find out where the real one is being held captive, hes fineeee just ready to take a week long nap and a good vacation (along with every other waa member)

-I dont have anything else to add on rn but if you want to add something or just throw in a scenario feel free to!! this idea has been bouncing around my head for like a month now and Im very happy to finally show yall it

#ace attorney #ace attorney dual destinies #apollo justice #athena cykes #klavier gavin #phoenix wright #copycat au #indys art #apollo faints like- 0.5 seconds after the verdict is called which is very understandable #Apollo and Athenas horrible no good very bad court trial #and klavier isn't fairing any better tbh HJGKHL #no one is doing well at all and it gets worse before it gets better hjgkhl #Im both very excited but also TERRIFED posting this #I rarely try to actually write actual serious dialogue for characters cause im not a writer-so im hoping it's like- halfway decent HGJKH #I may be anxious as hell but Im going to be very brave and post this instead of- not doing that HJGKHL #I also tried to push myself a bit with this one so I included more panels to work on and coloured it #I like how it came out though!!#I hope u enjoy <3 #also if something doesn't make sense blame it on the fact that I wrote the caption and these tags at like 2:30 am

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cherryslyce · 1 year

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Sharp Knives, Sharp Gazes | Clove Kentwell

Synopsis: A dangerous attraction to one of the deadly careers leads to more than you could have bargained for, including unlikely friendships and romance.

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Pairing: Clove Kentwell x District 4!Reader

Notes: Not canon compliant (Glimmer lives, careers are OOC because they are not mindless killers). Someone save Finnick before Y/N gives him a heart attack. Marvel is fun to write, even though I'm a Cato fan.

A prickle of anxiety jolted down your spine as you lifted your eyes and met a pair of amused ones. Your eyes flickered down and paused on the grin stretching across her freckled face.

She was undeniably pretty, but the deadly glint in her eyes convinced your fellow tributes to stay away from her. Somehow, you had caught her attention and you would have been endlessly flustered had it not been for the dire circumstances you found yourself in.

“Hey, 4. You look scrappy enough. Good. The last few years your district has produced nothing but disappointments.”

You snap out of your trance and tear your gaze away from the menacing girl from District 2, coming face to face with the smug male tribute from 1–Marvel.

“To what do I owe the pleasure, 1.”

“Feisty. Look, for some reason Clove thinks it would be interesting to bring you into our fold. Don’t look at me like that, she said it, not me. So what do you say? Care to live up to District 4’s legacy as a part of the Career Pack, or are you going to scamper around and die off like a fish out of water?”

The boy finished his (very convincing) speech with a sigh as if you were the terrible inconvenience in this situation. Although, despite how annoyed you grew with him, you respected his skills with a spear and it was apparent he held some begrudging respect for you as well.

“Clove? I thought Cato was your leader? I don’t think he’s open for recruitment, shouldn’t you run this idea past him first?”

“He’s not a dictator, you’ll be fine. Besides, we can all see how valuable you are. You fling around that trident of yours like it’s an extension of your arm.”

Oh. Marvel just praised you. Had you knocked your head too many times on the train ride to the Capitol?

“And then what, you’ll slit my throat in my sleep when I’m no longer of use?”

He smiles a little at your retort before growing serious, an expression so foreign on his face that you couldn't help but wait patiently to hear what he had to say next.

“Maybe. But you have a better chance with us. Who knows, maybe you’ll even win this and get to go home. Bring pride to your district and whatnot.”

You were definitely dreaming. This was the same Marvel who you thought was a bloodthirsty, hormonal time bomb. Turns out he may hate this situation nearly as much as you.

“I’ll think about it. See you at the interviews tonight, Marvel.”

He nods as if expecting your answer, though you catch his eyebrows raising up as you address him properly for the first time.

“See you around, Y/N.”

As he stalks off towards his favorite station--the spear throw station, you look around to see Clove watching you with an unreadable expression. Luckily, it appeared to be less murderous than usual.

Well that’s nice. Better than having her plotting ways to skin me.

It is not until you’re waiting in line for the interviews with Caesar to start that Clove finally approaches you.

“Y/N. Marvel said you would consider joining us in the arena. I look forward to it.”

You gape as you look at the girl, face heating up uncomfortably as you could barely register her words. She looked so…pretty.

The girl looks at you in concealed wonder, eyes twinkling with mischief. You’re confused for a few moments before you make eye contact with an amused Marvel behind her.

“You don’t look bad yourself, Y/N.”

The girl spins around and stalks off towards Cato who’s begun watching the three of you like you’ve all grown another head.

“Smooth. Didn’t know you had the hots for her. I guess you were quite happy that she was the one to ask for you.”

Marvel grins at you, and for once it’s not a condescending ‘I’m better than you’ type of grin. You groan quietly to yourself, too tired to even flinch when he swings an arm around your shoulder and drags you towards the line of tributes.

Well if the other tributes had no idea of your allegiance, they sure did now.

“So you’re with us then?”

“I don’t have any other choice, you’re already clinging to me like a barnacle.”

Cato smiles, oh so minutely, at your remark to Marvel, nodding at you with a reinvigorated respect that he didn’t seem to extend to many.

Glimmer’s pleased grin greets you briefly before she’s being ushered onto the stage, her face morphing into a blinding, albeit fake, smile.

And so it begins. Hopefully Finnick would be able to nab some sponsors for you.

Yeah. Some sponsors would be good right about now.

You were on the verge of just throwing yourself face-first into Cato’s sword.

Glimmer had a close call with a swarm of tracker jackers, and somehow in the mess Katniss managed to escape. To say your allies were pissed would be the understatement of the year.

Seriously, you were sure one of the trees began to wilt after being faced with the withering look Cato sent it.

”Y/N. Go with Clove to gather some wood.”

“Yes, dad.”

Cato looks around before shooting a quick middle finger at you, an exasperated twitch of the lip taking over his face for the briefest moment before defaulting to his usual grimace of contained rage.

You were sure he was somewhat fond of you considering he hadn’t tried to bite your head off yet.

You round on your heel, habitually twirling your trident over your wrist. Clove is not far behind you as you dart your eyes around the trees.

“Once I get my hands on fire girl, I’m going to tear her limb from limb.”

“I have no doubt you will. Can’t say I’m her biggest fan at the moment. She was aiming to snatch Glimmer’s bow, who knows what kind of devastation she would reign upon us if she succeeded. Good thing one of us managed to wake up.”

“Hm, pretty smug for someone who was cuddled up on me all night like a toasted log.”

A laugh manages to slip through your lips and you’re positive everyone watching back at home is convinced you’ve lost your mind. Seriously, laughing from actual joy during the Hunger Games while stranded in a pack of groomed killers is not the sanest of activities.

Honestly, you would give anything to see how Finnick was coping.

You look back quick enough to catch a pleased look wash over Clove’s features.

Before you could even stop yourself, a river of words flew out of your mouth and you were stuck between not caring and being mortified.

“I meant what I said by the way. You’re really pretty.”

Your remark must have caught her off guard as she suddenly stops midstep, an unnerving silence blanketing around the both of you.

“It’s a shame then, that we met here of all places.” Clove’s words held no bite, though the bitterness in her tone was evident to anyone with a good set of ears.

Taking a hesitant step towards her, you slowly and shakily reach down for her hand. Clove looks down at your fingers, swiftly meeting you in the middle and clasping your fingers together.

“It’s not so bad. After all, we wouldn’t have met if not for the games. I’m glad I get to spend what’s left of my life here with you guys.”

“Don’t talk like that.”

Clove’s sudden fury was not aimed at you, but at something else you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

“You’re right, who could have foreseen me getting along with Cato of all people.”

“No. I mean don’t talk like you’re already dead.”

Clove’s stern words take you by surprise, and a sudden tightness constricts your throat as you swallow down a wave of fondness.

She was looking at you like you could actually win this whole thing. Like it didn’t matter to her if that meant she would have to die.

She steps towards you, a vulnerable glint flecking at the usual indifference of her gaze. Her mind was trained to be a killer, but District 2’s Academy did little to train her heart.

You bring your free hand to cup her cheek, breaking into a watery smile. Leaning over, you press your lips firmly on hers.

Suddenly it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter that your moment of vulnerability was being televised to the rest of the nation. It didn’t matter that Finnick was probably dragging his hands down his face in exasperation in the District 4 apartment. It didn’t matter that someone could break through the tree line and jam a knife into your neck.

Clove kissed back with the same amount of fervor, hands slowly rising up to hug your waist.

Fuck. You were ready to throw your life away to make sure she made it out of here. And all it took was her pretty little freckled face and her fiery eyes.

After what seemed to be an eternity, you both pull away for air. You gently brush her cheek with your thumb as she gripped your waist tighter.

“I’m going to make sure you go home, Clove.”

Before she could retort, you both snap out of your little moment as voices approach from behind you.

“Fuck. See, I told you! Wood, my ass! They’re sucking face!”

Marvel’s voice rings through the air and suddenly your three allies are approaching you both, donning similar amused looks.

“I guess this note makes a lot more sense now.”

Cato’s words only serve to confuse you until he holds up a sponsor package along with a note.

‘Tell Y/N that she’s killing me -F’

“He has a flair for dramatics.” Glimmer’s words were just so incredibly ironic that you and the others had to make effort to bury the thought.

“Oh, you have no idea.”

#the hunger games #the hunger games imagine #the hunger games x reader #clove kentwell #clove kentwell x reader #clove kentwell imagine #cato hadley #the hunger games marvel #the hunger games glimmer #district 4 #district 12 #district 2 #district 1

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meosq · 8 months

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Tr boys reacting to a boxing gf

“ stay in the middle.. like you a little ! ”

warnings ; fem ! reader , violence

characters ; Draken , Mikey , Chifuya

DRAKEN

I feel as if he wouldn’t think in the slightest you. His beautiful gf was in-fact an award winning boxer and pretty big in the boxing world, i mean look at you… your so sweet to him and your scared of little bugs in your apartment.

So you asking him to see a boxing match with you would be usual, so he’d think its meant to make him happy as he does enjoy violence. How thoughtful of you.

when he saw you disappear in the back it confused him more but he still dismissed it thinking you’re on the look out for a bathroom or something.

But when he saw you enter the ring in your boxing gear and whatnot , it really shocked him. He never saw THIS coming.. and hes usually able to see through everything you do.

When he saw you throw a punch knocking your opponent down , something switched and he was blushing watching you celebrate your win.

“Y/n.. why didn’t you tell me something that important…” Draken whined as he came into your dressing room closing the door behind him.

“You never asked hehe” you teased while sticking your tongue out, knowing damn well you hid it on purpose to surprise him.

“Y/n…” he said as he walked closer to you placing his head on your shoulder.

“Okay okay im sorry “ you stated as you kissed his head as he looked away in embarrassment.

MIKEY

Mikey was very nosy. VERY NOSY.. to the point even you weren’t able to hide anything from him, yet you successfully hid your boxing career from him for quite a while.

Almost a year into the relationship! You could’ve hid it longer but training started to go into the quality time you had with mikey, making him more and more irritated by the deceasing time together.

That was until he had enough and followed you to where you went every day.

“I cannot believe y/n-chin had to bail AGAIN… didn’t even bother giving me reason “ Mikey said as he pouted , angry at your last minute cancellation. Watching you run of to where ever you had to desperately be at.

“You know what. Im following” Mikey stated as he hopped onto his bike and followed you.

He followed you until you reached a gym, not just any type of gym.. a boxing gym!

“no way. Is y/n-chin… cheating on me” he thought overreacting and slowly becoming emotional.

He sat on his bike thinking for half and hour and how he should confront you until he had enough and stormed in.

“Y/N-CHIN HOW-“

“what” mikey said as he saw you putting on your boxing gloves and entering the ring.

“huh? Manji??? What are you doing here??” You said as you looked at him in confusion and shock onto how he found you here.

“How did you find me?- did you follow me mikey.” You said low-key pissed your surprise was ruined because Mikey couldn’t stop being nosy.

“whoops.. hehe sorry” Mikey said as he walked towards you with the biggest smile ever.

“Never knew you could box ! “

“You weren’t supposed to.. i was gonna surprise you with tickets to my tournament” you whined knowing you wont hear the end of this until the season is over.

Chifuya

Unlike draken and Mikey , you told him at the start of the relationship!

Mainly due to the fact that he nagged you quite a bit about being safe and if you was going out at night to call him so he could accompany you.

“Y/n! You need to call me when you’re going out at night!! Even if its at 3am, gangs are going to try hurt you to get at me when i find out about you.”

“Oh don’t worry, ill be fine I promise! “ you said laughing at his worry filled face

“But it isn’t y/n-“

“If anything happens ill just punch them! Im a professional boxer chifuya… “ you said nonchalantly as if you didn’t just drop the biggest bomb on chifuya.

“y/n? What.”

You looked at him in confusion wondering what he was so utterly shocked about-

“Oh..” you realised, he hadn’t known about your professional career up until now

“That is sooo fricking cool y/n oh my god?!:£3&3” Chifuya stated as he scooted closer to you star struck by your career

Obviously you got a bit cocky.. i mean. Who wouldn’t? Your cutie of a boyfriend was over the moon and basically fuelling your ego to the top!

“I know bae. I know ! Im so cool ive won against so many people you should come to my tournaments sometime !! “

“Can’t believe you hide that from me.. thought we was locked in bae..”

“WE ARE FUYUU IM SORREYYY”

-Kiyo

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zot3-flopped · 15 days

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Taylor’s stuff is a juvenile as hell but it feels insulting to compare it to high school girls’ work. HS girls usually write much better than that. They want to like, express emotions and discover who they are a what they love and whatnot. Taylor wants money. Shitty teenage poetry will always have the upper hand over fancy lines written specifically to be a tiktok sound or tshirt phrase.

A lot of her turns of phrase or wordplay don't even make sense in the context - like 'the tick tick tick of love bombs.' She has so many songs on Rep about Joe being quite distant at first, so much so that she didn't expect an enthusiastic response when she told him she loved him, so no way was Joe throwing love bombs!

Taylor, however, was - her moving all the way to London just weeks after they met could be classified as love bombing, and she's done the same with other exes. Even now she's shifted her life to LA because that's where Killatrav always spends his off season.

#taylor swift #anti taylor swift #travis kelce #joe alwyn

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minjunz · 2 years

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how nct dream sleep!

i’m so uninspired lol but i thought this might be a cute idea for something short

MARK 🍉

mario position. one arm up under his pillow, one arm down, one leg up, one leg down.

doesn’t mind if you hog the blanket at night (he probably doesn’t notice)

snores but very lightly it’s kinda cute

doesn’t move that much but he will kinda jostle about

talks in his sleep but it’s always nonsensical babbling

sometimes you wake up and his arm is draped across your neck and you can’t get up

wakes up every time you make the tiniest noise thinking it’s a murderer in your house

every morning it’s like his first day on earth he literally doesn’t know where he is

RENJUN 🍓

falls asleep on his back with the covers up to his chin but wakes up on his side with the covers halfway down his body

always needs something to hug to sleep and it used to be a moomin plushie but he’s recently upgraded to you

makes really quiet blocked breathing noises like a cat

sometimes you open your eyes and he’s laying there squinting at the ceiling. he never realises he’s doing it

gets too hot in the middle of the night and just throws the blanket off both of you

smiles a lot in his sleep. you assume he’s dreaming about you because of how often he says your name

always thirsty he has seven cups next to his bed

he sleeps with like thirteen pillows there’s barely enough room for both of you

JENO 🍒

lays on his back and closes his eyes for three seconds then he’s out like a brick

you can’t wake him up unless you start screaming and suffocating him

makes no sounds. he’s basically a corpse in your bed

sometimes his own body wakes him up in the middle of the night and he hugs you like a body pillow out of nowhere

sleeps ON TOP of the covers. he’s a menace. you must put a stop to him

he fell asleep holding your hand once and you couldn’t get out of his grasp no matter how hard you tried

he’ll go to sleep fully dressed with multiple layers then wake up in just his pants and neither of you know how it happens

he only spoke in his sleep one time and it was because he was fighting Haechan

HAECHAN 🍎

refuses to go to sleep until you’re in bed and refuses to get up until you’re up

it’s like having a son. you try to wake him up and he says “five more minutes” every time but five minutes is an hour to him

likes to roll you both up like sushi

purposefully tangles himself in your limbs even when it’s too hot. especially when it’s too hot.

likes sleeping to music but then he complains that his battery went down in the morning

asks for a goodnight kiss every night

he moves so much. he keeps hitting you in the face because of how much he moves at night. he will literally wake up upside down

whines in his sleep like he’s being chased by something and you have to wake him up to make sure he’s not dying

JAEMIN 🍅

either out like a light like jeno or won’t sleep at all

sometimes you’ll wake up and he’s just laying there staring at nothing

when he is asleep though he won’t wake up unless his body wakes him up. this man could sleep through a bomb hit

sleeps with his mouth open and makes dad style mouth noises so you have to clamp it shut by force

not much of a sleep talker but he jumps every now and again when he’s having a nightmare

sleeps either on his back or foetal position

i feel like he listens to podcasts or audiobooks to sleep

doesn’t move much either he just kinda wiggles

CHENLE 🌶

snores like a dad in a hotel room.

sometimes he laughs in his sleep as well and it’s so frightening you almost kick him out of bed

drinks warm milk every night. you told him it doesn’t do anything but he swears by it

looks like you’ve just told him the world is ending every time you wake him up

likes to talk before you go to sleep. like just chats about your day and whatnot

sleeps on top of you in the starfish position just to be annoying

wakes up screaming in the middle of the night sometimes. you punched him once out of shock

i feel like he likes having a night light on or a star projection or something. just not pitch black

JISUNG 🍇

sleeps like a baby curled up next to you or with your head on his arm

the most normal sleeper out of all of them i think

no disruptions throughout the night except the odd toilet break

doesn’t like being woken up but if it’s you then he doesn’t mind as long as you give him a morning kiss

likes playing with your hair while he falls asleep

he always needs the fan going for both the white noise and the cooling

he gets blocked noses a lot so sometimes he makes strangled noises but you can sleep through it

refuses to wear socks in bed and takes them off you if you do

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isa-ghost · 8 months

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Hey Isa!! So I haven’t really been following the QSMP, I’ll admit, but I heard about the recent angst of the “Cage for a cage” situation, and I’m very intrigued! What are Philza and Wilbur’s stories in the QSMP? I’d love to know more! Also where could I find all their footage to catch up?

Well Wilbur's sorta yeeted into the void bc of Lovejoy things, so there's not much to talk about on his front. He has his egg daughter Talullah, who Phil is looking after and has adopted as his own at this point bc its been months, and that's kinda it as far as major keypoints go for Wilbur lore. That and he canonized (or tried to?) him/Phil father/son dynamics again. Haven't heard much from the community if we accepted that as canon or as a Wilbur Bit Because Of Course He Tried To Canonize That Again.

Phil lore on the other hand. OUGH. I don't know where to start, it feels like so little and so much at the same time. Which is funny bc this motherfucker is so allergic to lore despite being a bomb ass rper (I have 11+ years experience rping, this man is rp veteran approved). I get timezones exist and whatnot & he's usually 3-4 hours into a stream already by the time he gets on QSMP to begin with, but he dodged so much of The Horrors for so long. This week has been an outlier and the crows are suffering thriving.

As far as his lore (in a simplified tldr) goes: Ancient bird man wired for nothing but survival gets plopped on a weird island with other English speakers & Spanish speakers. Shit Is Weird And Continues To Be, but all the islanders make friends with eacg other. They're *emotionally slams fist on table* levels of tightknit. Phil especially is always so ready to help anyone out. Timeskip a month or so, Island Federation decides to play matchmaker and then make said matches parents. They're given a dragon's eggs because Dragon Gone ??? Phil acquires egg kid and raises them to be a careful & loving powerhouse like himself (& then later gets second egg kid who's meant to be Wilbur's) only for the island he's stuck on to throw every wrench at him they can in the form of mobs, federation people, trivial ass tasks given by said feds, and more. The longer things go on the worse they get, and ancient man's biggest weakness is his two kids who keep getting used against him. But ancient bird man is an anarchist, this federation can pound sand. Federation doesn't like that! Ancient bird man get punished. (And that's skipping chunks of things, but I have the memory of a peanut so I'll leave better summaries to someone better equipped.) Also when he's not experiencing the horrors he has at least 4 other men thirsting for him at any given time and he donowalls their advances beautifully while also playing into their flirting and thirsting at the same time because he has No /R Thoughts, Only Goddess Wife and egg children. Goddess wife also encourages his unintentional yaoi-ing.

I DO know you can catch up on QSMP lore via the official recap channel "QSMP Info" on YouTube! There's two videos out so far so the recaps aren't caught up to date yet, but they're made by the admins of the server, so they're thorough and accurate.

There's also a Phil VODs channel that's run by one of the most devoted PEGS (Philza Early Gang Society, Phil's offline chatters <3) in the crow community. I'm sure they have every single QSMP vod uploaded (but strap in, Phil's not a 1-3 hour stream andy, he's a 5-8 hour stream chad). Most times, he does Hardcore first then QSMP later (though I think a few times while playing TOTK he'd get on later too so ??? Good luck?) so realistically despite being a 5-8 hour stream chad, there's only 2-4 hours of QSMP in the vod, you just gotta skim through the last half of the vod. For reference, you'll want to search for vods from March 22nd, 2023 to now. That's how long QSMP has been going. It'd be laborious to fish out every crumb of QSMP stream time but I do genuinely think it's worth it just to see how things on the island develop and why so many people are screaming about The Horrors every day.

I'm sure you could also scrape around YouTube for like. Fanmade recaps, perhaps even Phil-centric ones, though I'd be wary of ones that have character analysis rather than just the plain ol stream content a) because they won't have every bit of footage & b) Sometimes People Are Wrong About Characters. You could also dig for clips of major moments (Phil has some on his Phil Clips YT but they're mostly funny) but that'd probably not give you the whole picture if you wanna be slamming your fists on the table and screaming like a monkey with the rest of us LOL.

There's also plenty of livebloggers who scream as streams progress, so check out some tags maybe. The main one is probably #qsmp liveblogging but that'll be any & all member POVs so it's not the most helpful resource but an idea nonetheless. You'd probably be better off looking through #qsmp philza or #q!philza or something, you'd just have to sift through creative works, memes & shitposts too.

Any crows who follow me that might have more/better resources are welcome & encouraged to reblog or reply to this and add Phil lore summaries (and your character analyses bc Phil mains are trustworthy) or more things to check out in order to get all the Good Shit Lore(TM) btw!

(Reblogging might also help this reach crows who DO have more/better suggestions or the capability to recap Phil lore thoroughly, so please do that. :] )

#Anyway I'm very normal about my immortal bird man and my rp!Phil inspired OC is not at all in any danger right now smile #qsmp #qsmp philza #q!philza #philza

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minterim · 6 months

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i just finished filling out @janmisali's how many Super Mario games are there now survey! it was a ton of fun, i recommend giving it a shot to see how you think about murky video game taxonomy!! however my explanations of my methodology got a bit wordy, so much so that i couldn't submit my response LOL. so i'm putting them here instead :>

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my (loose) criteria are: for pre- super mario brothers games in this bracket, all are non-canonical (to the extent that a mario canon exists), and only count as being non-canonical if mario is clearly in the game from the outset, whether that is clarified through the title, or other surrounding material (manual, flavourtext, widely accepted history for donkey kong, etc). the other condition there is that i have to be able to find evidence of mario's presence with very little effort.

if a game doesn't have mario in it at all (dk3 and so on), then it's not a mario game because the other ones barely are in the first place.

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ok this is becoming slightly more complicated now. the game watch and game and watch games are minor spinoffs, they remain canonical in that they are adaptations of super mario bros for different devices. given that they are adaptations, they dont count as distinct entries in the super mario series.

ive decided that sports games and other games that mario appears in as the mascot are also extra-canonical -- i dont think mario, in the story of the mushroom kingdom such as it is, ever went on a big bar in space to play alleyway. ymmv. the principle holds for golf and tennis and whatnot, for the entries so far at the very least.

i think it makes sense for games that predate super mario bros 1 which feature franchise characters/world elements to be non-canonical as opposed to spin-offs; you can't spin off of something that doesn't exist yet, in my assessment. games taking place in the mushroom kingdom or featuring franchise characters doing things in contexts that make sense count as minor spinoffs, e.g. yume kojo doki doki panic and super mario bros special. NOT counting dk classics because they werent spinoffs initially, you cant retcon them into spinoffs. again, ymmv

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ok. the allstars games and other such re-releases ARE mainline mario games, because when you boot them up you play a mainline mario game, but they are NOT distinct entries.

the -land games are spinoffs, wario is a mario character, and remains a part of the mushroom kingdom mythos up until warioware, which ill have to decide upon sooner rather than later.

dk for gameboy IS a mario spinoff, because the narrative has been change to 1. exist and 2. match (closely enough with) other mario games (bros 1 and odyssey, as far as i can tell).

dkc is NOT a mario game (he is not in it in any way afaik). i would classify it as a donkey kong game, in a way that i wouldnt any of the previous dk titles. this is the point at which donkey kong becomes separate ip from mario. they cross over still, but its two equivalent entities bumping into each other, as opposed to a smaller element of one's canon re-emerging.

the dr marios arent canon, that's a different guy. mario is not a doctor in the mushroom kingdom i know. maybe this is an alt-universe mario? who knows

the karts are also not canon. or rather, they are extra-canonical, in that those ARE the characters we're familiar with from the super mario series, but they arent playing their roles, theyre playing golf or go karts or whatever. its like actors hanging out behind the scenes in character

wario blast can be a canonical spinoff i guess. wario seems like the kind of guy who would throw bombs at people like that. bomberman is there somehow too

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games that include mario (or his friends that havent established a specifically non-mario franchise of games, read: not donkey kong) as a mascot or the main player character count as mario games.

if the mario characters in the game are not acting in alignment with their behaviour in the mainline series* then the game is a non-canonical mario game.

this includes karts, picrosses, tetris attacks and so on. if the game is a single title with little-to-no follow-up, it is a minor spinoff, if it spawns a larger series or garners prestige in some other way, its a major one.

*i dont have a good definition for this. for now: a platformer starring mario as a player character with a plot set that typically involves fighting bowser and saving peach while in the mushroom kingdom. thats the distinction for now though it definitely doesnt hold for the later games. sorry 😐

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ok, all of my previous points still carry over wrt sports and party games not being canonical. the sports ones are the "actors" who play the mario characters hanging out and playing tennis or whatever while in character. however the rules with party seem slightly different -- i maintain that theyre non-canonical to the main super mario series; mario getting along with boos and bowser and so on seems contradictory to the series' events. plus, the mario party world seems like a separate instance of the mario world regardless, so im placing them into a separate mode of canonicity: kids playing with action figures, or game pieces, or better yet, amiibos. no hint of continuity beyond the player and the friends they party with ^_^

i've elected to dub the wariowares as non-mario games. theres a simple reason for this: he's not in them as a character. the wario that runs around is pretty well removed from the wario that has menaced mario in the past, unlike the wario in wario land. theyre not necessarily *not* canonical, but i feel this wario is more likely to fit into the "actors playing golf" canon than the "nare-do-well of the mushroom kingdom" canon, if that makes sense.

the REAL rub for this round are the RPGs. i let super mario rpg fall into the spin-off category because i feel like that could feasibly be the "main" mario (the character from super mario bros). this could be equally true of paper mario, and mario + luigi super star saga mario. and these marios aren't necessarily contradictory! the mario games have a very malleable canon! that is, until mario + luigi: paper jam, which brings two of these marios face to face (note: havent played any of these games yet, heavily referencing the super mario wiki). given that luigi finds the paper mario characters in a book, this states pretty directly that paper mario is fictional within the main mario canon: paper mario is not the same man as super mario from super mario 64. now, does this retcon mean that all the prior paper mario games are fictional within mario canon? maybe. it could ALSO be that the paper mario stories really DID happen in the main mario universe, and we (as players) experienced those events through the interpretive lense of paper... but a good amount of gags/mechanics/etc rely on paper mario being made of paper. poetic license..?

i think im going to classify the paper marios as stories ABOUT the main mario WITHIN that continuity, kind of like star wars legends 'dubiously canonical' material. i think this places them as non-canonical within the structure ive built up here, which is unfortunate, because i liked the idea of all the rpgs being different perspective cameras on the same guy... oh well

^^ take the discourse about the rpgs with a grain of salt because, again, i have not played any of them and thus they may directly contradict my notions of canon. whoops!

PS. oh yeah i think i forgot to mention this in the last one: smash games arent mario games. they are games that have mario in them. but mario would not hit his brother luigi or his dear friend peach. and thus this version of mario cannot be the same one as in super mario bros.: the lost levels.

(same theory as the mario party action figures situation. except the kids that are playing with the action figures are now teens)

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the sports ones (strikers, baseball) have started having narratives that can fit into the mainline canon, kinda. im choosing to include the baseball games - i reckon that baseball kingdom could be in there, thats fine. though ive chosen to exclude the strikers games, everyone's really angry and violent in those ones and that doesnt seem right to me

the clock and the calculator don't count because they aren't uh. games

also ive lost track of the distinction between major and minor spinoff. i had one but i don't remember what it was at this point

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with the sports games i tend to err on the side of non-canonical, even if there is a narrative in which all characters behave more or less in character. because i find it hard to believe that wario or waluigi would follow the rules of tennis

also i dont think that a crossover with final fantasy really tracks, you know?

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super mario maker isnt canon but super mario maker 2 is. because 2 actually has a story mode and 1 doesnt. i think

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i think ive covered it all in my previous responses? my system broke down a little bit but i think ive been mostly consistent!

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i think if they never got made theyre not games, and if they did get made but never came out they cant be considered mario games. because mario never appeared in them. because no one did because they never came out. i think my reasoning is failing here but i stand by excluding them

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to try and sum my methodology up: it's only a mario game if mario, or a character from the mushroom kingdom, is the main character or mascot. a character cannot make a game a mario game by their presence if they are a version of the character that has defined their own game series completely disconnected from mario and the mushroom kingdom (donkey kong games and warioware games are considered disconnected in this manner and are not mario games, however, wario lands and original donkey kongs are). games in which a mario character is a minor character in an ensemble cast also aren't mario games.

if the characters that make the game a mario game are doing things that would contradict the characterisations from super mario platformer series* or are acting in a purely mascot capacity, the game IS still a mario game but is non-canonical (assuming its a game at all. looking at you clock and calculator). additionally, if the games take place in some kind of separate continuity (mario party, strikers, paper mario, etc) they are non-canonical, or if good and evil characters who would normally take the opportunity to try to apprehend each other are in proximity and do not (kart, tennis, golf, etc), i excluded them from canonicity. for the latter category, i liken the mario cast to a group of actors hanging out off the clock while remaining in character, in the same way actors in real life might act for a charity event. crossovers are also more than likely to preclude a given game from canonicity. i do not think mario, as he is in the mushroom kingdom, has met solid snake or sephiroth. also, i maintain that dr mario is a different man from mario. as he is still A mario, they remain mario games, but because he is not THE mario, they are non-canonical.

the distinction between major and minor spin-off is foggy in this taxonomy. mainly its based on popularity, proximity to the mainline, critical and audience reception, and vibes.

mainline super mario games are platformers in which mario progresses through levels in different worlds using powerups to save someone. they also have to be considered mainline to count. not a great definition but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

the iteration of a given mainline game that counts as a distinct iteration is the one i consider most Definitive. the factors that go into Definitiveness are these: earliest released version > plot that best fits with established canon (donkey kong gameboy) > version with most included game stuff.

my maxim for what counts as a mainline super mario game was: "if someone wanted to play through the super mario series one at a time, but not non-super mario games, what games would it make sense to include?" no idea if what ive ended up with here tracks with that but here we are

this was a fun little thought experiment!! thanks for putting this together, i learned a bunch about this weird little series

PS. that mario sweater maker game is incredible btw

#no idea if this makes any sense in hindsight. i also should probably have checked for consistency in my responses.#but i am tired now #i really do encourage giving this thing a look btw! plus video its a follow up to of course. both a great time :]

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“vulnerable” | robin buckley

summary: robin gets her period and steve helps her deal with the pain (once he gets over being a dumbass)

tags: platonic stobin, robin buckley

a/n: hiii!! i stole this fic from my own ao3 to get this account going, so you can read it here on ao3 aswell.

Scoops Ahoy was close to being completely full, the line was out the door and on top of everything, Robin felt off. She knew she didn’t have time to dwell on her pains and whatnots so she tried to put her busy-ness to use and distract herself.

Steve, on the other hand, felt great. Getting all these customers meant more tips and more flirting opportunities. His eyes flicked back and forth between the line and the ice cream and measured roughly how many people it would take to finish it off. He craned his neck to see behind him while simultaneously scooping the front customers ice-cream (a middle aged man was not quite the flirting opportunity he’d be into) and noticed Robin holding her stomach discreetly under the counter.

Robin, however, did not know she was doing that - and assumed if the pain wasn’t at the front of her mind then it had gone. Subconsciously, she pressed harder, until it wasn’t so subconscious anymore. Shit. She knew this pain. She knew it like the back of her hand - how had she not have known before (or why had she ignored it, even). And she definitely did not have time to deal with this. There was a literal line up of people depending on her… to serve them ice cream, which she understood was not the most important thing ever, or that she’d ever done, but she didn’t want to cause a fuss.

Steve leant on the counter waiting for the next customer who did not take very long at all. Together, him and Robin could clear this 45 minutes - give or take - but Robin didn’t look like she could last 45 minutes. To Steve, she looked paler than usual and vulnerable. But what did he know, he didn’t even know she was a lesbian for gods sake.

“You okay over there, Robin?” he asked in the least sorry voice he could.

“Fine.”

Well, that’s new.

“You sure?” he masked his concern.

“I said I’m fine, Steve.”

He almost told her she wasn’t. He almost said that she looked unwell. He almost unmasked his concern. But he didn’t.

She did. With not a single thought, she was running. And crying.

That’s new.

Entering the first stall available, she realised how much pain she was in. The cold tiles comforted the muscles in her back, but her stomach stabbed at her.

Back in the shop, Steve was frozen. He went to run with her, but the line. The goddamn line. He needed a break. He picked up the megaphone Dustin had given him for his birthday which he carried everywhere now.

“Scoops Ahoy will be sailing again in 10 minutes.”

“What?” a confused voice from the crowd said.

“No more ice cream for 10 minutes.”

The disappointed and disapproving murmurs from the crowd hummed as he tore off his apron and headed for the bathrooms. He had no idea what he was going to do, but Robin was obviously not okay and being her best friend, he needed to help her.

“Robin?” The door burst open just in time to hear her vomit in the toilet. “Holy shit, are you okay?”

She fixed herself and explained how she was ‘obviously not fine’ in a mocking tone.

“Yeah, I see that. Goddamn, Buckley.”

Another wave of pain shot her whole body. She curled over into a ball.

“Shit, do I need to take you to the hospital?” Steve was clueless.

“No, no, I just need some painkillers”

“You sure, I mean, you seem-“

She just glared at him.

“Fine, fine, painkillers it is. But if you’re still in this much pain…”

“I won’t be,” she ushered him to hurry “just go.”

Steve walked to the nearest drug store and bought the medicine in quite a rush. He has two ticking time bombs - the customers and Robin. But Robin was more important to him.

He got back just in time to hear Robin throwing up again. “Deja Vu.” He knelt down rubbing her back and handing her the pills and a bottle of water.

Robin coughed and fixed herself as she thanked him almost silently. She took the pill and collapsed her body back against the floor. “Fuck.”

“You okay?”

“Clearly”

“Right…” he half laughed. “What do you thinks wrong?”

“Are you seriously that dumb, Steve.”

He just blankly stared.

“I’m…” She almost expected him to fill in the gaps. “…having my…” Nothing. It was getting embarrassing. “period?”

“Oh.”

“Don’t go all weird on me, Harrington, it’s normal.”

“I’m not, I’m not!” he felt accused. “Why would you say that!”

Robin felt a smile curve on her face, but as soon as it was coming, it was going. Steve held her hair back while she held her stomach.

“Right, you’re going home.”

“No, Steve, seriously,” she fixed herself. “I’ll be fine in a minute.”

“Stop talking and get in my car.”

“Don’t we have a job to do?”

“Screw that, look at you.”

She started to get up and winced. Steve carried her to his car, and while she was super embarrassed about being carried in front of a mall full of people she knew, she felt it was kind of sweet, and maybe the only way she could actually leave that bathroom.

“Thank you.” Robin didn’t like being vulnerable, but this was kind of unavoidable now. She was just glad Steve was Steve and not anyone else.

#robin buckley #robin buckley fanfic #robin buckley fic #robin buckley fanfiction #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #sickfic #period fic #platonic stobin #platonic soulmates stobin #stobin friendship #stobin fanfic

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youdontloveme-yet · 7 months

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It seems people around here need a bit of an insight on the events that are happening in the Middle East currently. (btw, there has been a devastating earthquake in Afghanistan, which also needs attention) I will compile what my friend has said since this genocide started and what they're basically being forced to live through. Excuse me, survive through.

07.10.23: First thing my friend sent me in the morning was this:

Saying the bombings have not stopped since 6am, while he texted me this photo at 8am. He said there're bombs and rockets flying in different directions from all over Gaza. Be it by Hamas or IDF doesn't matter. Our conversation continues to me witnessing a 22 year old man breaking down, wishing this was just a bad dream. A little while later as I bombard him with questions about the situation and what they're saying on the news and whatnot he simply said:

When I asked if there are any protocols for civilians:

As the day went on and I had to function like an actual person and go to work, in the evening I asked if his family has emergency plans.

And asked for shelters.

He joked about the situation. We joked about the situation. You know, to keep the normalcy rather than making it worse for everybody. He didn't sleep that night. I couldn't stop crying through the entire day and night.

08.10.23: First thing is the morning is to see if he's okay. Still alive, still joking about it. I asked about the bombing and he tells me they've been going on every few minutes through the entire night. We continue speaking through the entire day, as I cannot stop shaking nor crying, because I am absolutely fucking useless and helpless.

Is what comes out as he is barely holding up, amidst joking around. He still asks me about my day, why I am scheduling therapy, if I have eaten anything and so on. Regardless the fact that he is now in an active warzone with very big prospects of him dying. So, I think you can paint a picture of the type of person he is. I try to keep our conversations light and normal, as they usually are, so as he doesn't lose his mind. He send me pictures of his cat and growing a stress beard. We joke around and keep up the normalcy as much as possible. We go back and forth with how he will not get rid of me especially in this situation. With him constantly telling me it's not worth it and how I'll only get hurt. As you can imagine I legit do not care, since I will stick with him 'till the very end. We continue going in circles with why I shouldn't get attached or how he's happy to see my ugly mug, some innuendos being throw around and whatnot. Every night I tell him to stay safe as if he has any power over it. In the evening I ask if he needs some distraction, either to talk or play games. He played a few games with the rest of the server, you know, to keep his sanity. I keep sending memes and stupid shit to keep it light. We got to the point where we started talking about books, so I ask him for his favourite:

I unfortunately literally passed out after our book conversation, as I was fatigued from crying and shaking all day.

09.10.23: In the morning he tells me he is alive and doing okay-ish. After which we continue with the back and forth of "it's a waste of time to stress about me". I ask about his family, how I'll love and support him even if he commits war crimes and whatnot. To which he continues to answer with stuff like this:

Well, we both know is a bit too late to not get attached. :)

There is something so viscerally horrifying when a big, strong man tells you he is scared. There is something so incredibly painful, when the person you've grown attached to tells you he is scared. I cannot even start to explain how my heart sunk and the most abusive and profound sadness nested itself in my chest. I woke up every hour during that night, even though I smoked enough weed to keep me asleep for a week. And I woke up in terror every fucking hour of the night.

10.10.23: He's alive and well. As well as someone can be in his situation. Hadn't slept all night, but is alive. We continue our usual banter and jokes through the day. Later he apologizes for forgetting that I am going to therapy. We talk about flowers, because he loves flowers and we both need distraction. As we keep talking he casually throws in how he finally has his meds. Which to me is weird, because he hadn't mentioned any pills before. And this is how I learn he is on anti-depressants since his brother killed himself the previous year. He hadn't told anyone else. I will here remind that he is not even 22 yet and has gone through absolute shit. By absolute shit I mean the worst things imaginable. For example, he shared in the server how he witnessed a rocket split a person in half, nearly killing his brother when he was only 14 years old. Later on I had the small victory of making him laugh, while bombs were still raining on them. We even played a game that night. Then the horrors continued:

I left him to his own vices for that time, as I knew anything I'd say would make it only worse. When I spoke to him next he had calmed down, even tho he was battling his demons. Even made him smirk with a pun. And the dread came back in full power after.

So, as you can imagine, knowing that the person you most deeply care about doesn't want to exist is absolutely and irrevocably devastating. I do not recall if this was the same night, when he told us they started using white phosphorus rockets, but it might as well have been the same night. I would like to remind here that white phosphorus is banned as a weapon and is allowed only to use for smoke screen. While in this case they were launching rockets full of it towards houses and entire neighbourhoods. The whole idea behind it is that if a person doesn't die from an entire building collapsing, they will either suffocate or literally melt due to the phosphorus. Which automatically means that they cannot identify victims or have claims that a child has been killed. It is a very old tactic used in the majority of devastating wars.

So, here I will ask all the zionists and racists, how can a person like this be dubbed a terrorist? How can a person, who cares more about my well-being, while being actively under siege, a fucking terrorist? With what consciousness do you call all Palestinians terrorists? What goes through your silly little minds to support Israel in slaughtering such people?? Palestine is 2mil people, 55% of which are children. The average age in the country is 18. And people still dare to say that they are animals, subhuman and terrorists. You have no actual evaluation of what is right and wrong, if you cannot get it through your thick skulls that Hamas is but a fraction of Palestine, while the rest 90+ percent of people are just like you and me. Have you no empathy for those who have been subjected to severe ethnic cleansing for 80 fucking years? Because you all had sympathy for Ukraine when Russia attacked, but when it is not white fucking people, it is not a genocide, it's the colonial state of Israel defending themselves.

I will end this here for now, as I have to pretend to be a functioning person and work. I will continue this when I can.

Peace and may your Gods save your souls when karma comes for you. Everyone else, stay safe :)

#palestine diaries #palestine #tw: war

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Imitation X (au)

Im sure that you guys have heard of theories for different shows? Not the interesting MatPat kind, the horror/bizarre ones that suck the childlike wonder from kids shows? Like the Phineas & Ferb theory or the Rugrats theory (both saying that all the kids are dead except for Candice/Angelica)? Well theres one for PPG called "the imagination theory" and my au is based off of it. (if interested keep reading but it gets long and i dont want clutter)

The imagination theory while interesting doesn't get.. explored often and just gets explained by youtubers some times? If you don't want to read all of it: the girls are normal and just play pretend superhero, the villains are all people from their lives and the Professor is their dad (duh)

I think the entire concept could be expanded on without changing the whole "normal girls thing". Enter imitation X! Basically everything happening is through the girls eyes and equate to something in the real world! Monsters are like shootings/bombings, villains are ordinary people, everything that happens is just them coping with their less than ideal lives. So i want to fit all the characters (main ones at least) into that idea as well as different episodes!

For now though lets start with the girls (this post is too long bezus)

Blossom

In Imitation X her real name is Blaine (meaning yellow.. yk how the prof gives bubbles/blossom names based off of how they act and buttercup just bc it also starts with b? yeah i kinda did that to bloss bc i wanted their named to sound similar oops)

When the girls came up with the game she was the one to make the rules which really just meant she tried her hardest to make up reason after reason for her to be special while her sisters couldn't do half the stuff she could. Eventually she just started having fun with the game and stopped being so controlling. When Buttercup/Bubbles played at first the whole thing was a mess (Butter wanting all gore and Bubbles wanting all cutesy stuff) so she came up with the girls backstory and set a middle ground for them

Shes not smarter than her sisters! I'd say shes more clever/quick to think but shes not like a super genius or anything and shes wrong pleanty. In imitation X Blossom is extremely responsible as always but she can also be selfish and throw the other girls under the bus. Out of the three of them shes the most willing to deal with their real world problems without the game and is the most tethered to reality. Which is how i think she can get away with things she herself did and blame it on buttercup or bubbles!

Buttercup

Her name is Briar (meaning thorny patch/strength or exalted one)

She loves all things superheros(in this au at least), so she was the one to come up with the game HOWEVER it was a totally gritty solo game that she wanted absolutley no one else to take part in.. until she got lonely lol. 1 punching all your villians with no plot gets boring quick. Eventually she asked bubbles to draw her superhero for her (her supersona??) and bubbles wanted to play bc it looked cool. Ofc Buttercup put her through different trials to let her join,, and even then Bubbles became her sidekick at first (which led to squables)

Shes willing to deviate from their game to hang out with her friends who think its lame or whatnot (did i mention theyve been playing since they were five up until theyre 12?) She made the whole game as an escape from the real world so its pretty easy for her to get back into it after a while. Buttercup isn't a hot head in imitation X! She gets angered/annoyed easily but instead of blowing up she. freezes? up? She'll stop talking when shes been angered and isolate herself! Which is why Buttercup (in game) is so violent! Real world Butters cant express herself the way she wants so she uses the game as an outlet. Shes very defensive of her sisters (for reasons that will be revealed later) but at the same time shes very ready to abandon them when they get on her nerves. And i mean abandon, she will leave the house for days!

Bubbles

Last but not least (shes my beloved guys i just never mention it) Blair! (meaning dweller on the plains and is meant to invoke images of meadows/fields.. shes the main character if you didnt notice /j)

When Buttercup told her to draw for her she fell inlove with the idea of being a superhero and was willing to do all the trials and whatnot just to play. She ofc loved being a powerpuff and made the strongest connection with the game.She did get tired of being a sidekick though bc she got to make almost no choices so she came up with monsters and played as them until she got tired of it and started to argue with buttercup about the whole thing. Yeah it def took time for her to become a real superhero duo w/ Butters but when it happened she'd never been happier

Bubbles constantly sees things through the game. No shes not crazy she knows its not happening but she almost never stops pretending. It took a long few years before Blossom got her to stop at school (for the most part). Bubbles goes through the most in the au and therefore she likes to actively cope. Its extremely hard for her to snap into reality and when she does shes really not herself, very muted and disgruntled. It takes her a surprisingly long time to start coping again as well, awareness throws her for a loop and she will make a fuss of it. Shes more of a crybaby and is easily scared in the real world (she tries not to cry in front of others though ofc) people like her but she'd rather stay to herself than be around other people. Bubbles in the game is far more sassy than she is because she wished she did speak her mind and do whatever makes her happy whenever she felt like.

Thats! It! For the girls lol Professor, Mojo Jojo/rrb, or HIM will probably come next because they are all significant in the AU! After them probably the Mayor, Bellum and Sedusa or the GGG! Hope you enjoyed and stick around to read more :3! R&R and have a good day!

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Headcanon that Webtoon-Dottore is one of Dottore's younger versions and is smart in the worst way possible

I'm talking, a 16-something year old teenager that Primettore usually hides away from the public eye, spending his time crafting strange and confusing crap, rather than conducting morally questionable research and whatnot.

Like. Think the Butter-Robot from Rick and Morty, whose only purpose in life is to bring butter. Or like an even crazier version of Michael Reeves. Just... imagine.

Pantalone: ....Dottore. Care to explain why one of your clones put in a request for even MORE funding? Did they burn through last month's funding already?

Primettore: Oh, that. Yeah, no, one of my younger versions wants to see what happens if he lets a Slime trade stocks.

Pantalone: ....

Teenttore being like the premature version of Dottore, who's more interested in taking apart random scrap metal and building pipe bombs with nothing but slime condensate and an empty tictac container. He builds a lamp on eight legs that scurries through the Palace at night, scaring the living shit out of everyone unfortunate enough to encounter the spider-light.

He builds himself a tiny rat-companion made from ruin guard-parts and gives it a lil bowtie to match his suit.

He throws tantrums when Primettore restricts his access to Machinery-parts, begging and whining until he eventually annoyed Primettore enough to get his way. He's less like a clone and more like a genuine teenager.

He ends up hiring Krupp to keep an eye on this menace to society, like an overly glorified babysitter to a manic manchild.

#genshin impact #genshin impact hcs #genshin headcanons #dottore #genshin dottore #genshin impact dottore #webtoon dottore #teen dottore #teenttore terrorizing the palace with his sentient spider light #primettore treating him like a failed clone even tho thats just him as a literal teenager #papanella fighting the urge to take teenttore under his wing #no he already has his hands full with childe and teenttore is content terrorizing pantalone #teenttore always begging pantalone for more funding like a kid begging for more pocket money

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The Winter Nightmare. Pt. 5

Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Reminders: @vicmc624 @biblophilefox82 @cjand10 @aagn360

Warnings: severe injuries

You try to calm yourself down as Tony goes over the mission plan once again.

You go in, scout for any guards, then lead the team through the base until you get to the rooms with the information on it.

After Tony explains everything again, you get up and go to the jet window, staring out at the surroundings.

"Hey," someone says behind you, you turn around to see Natasha, "you alright?"

"Yeah, just a bit nervous I guess..."

"I understand, I was the same way. I'm pretty sure everyone was."

You simply nod, a sigh escaping your mouth.

"Want some breakfast? We have some on the jet for early missions like this."

"No I'm good, I ate before we got on."

"You ate half a damn granola bar. C'mon, you have to eat more than that, fighting on an empty stomach isn't smart." She grabs your arm and leads you to a small kitchen-like area.

You eat two protein bars before deciding if you ate any more you'd throw up.

"That's much better." Natasha pats your arm.

Your unknown hunger was gone, but your anxiety sure as hell wasn't.

You walk off and go back to the window you were staring out earlier.

Time nods up passing much quicker than you wanted and soon enough you feel the jet land.

You take a deep breath and walk off the jet after the others, though you know that you have to be in the front as you go into the base first.

So that's what you do. You go in front of everyone as you walk to the base.

"Wait Y/n, here." Tony hands you an ear piece, "You'll need this."

You nod, putting it on.

Walking closer to the base, your anxiety goes up with every step.

Finally, you all reach the base. You use your fire to burn through the lock on the door.

You sneak in and look around, no guards in sight. Sight.

The guards aren't exactly very quiet, it was clear they were looking at you from the vents, hidden cameras, and who else knows.

You walk back out to your teammates.

"They know we're here. Get ready to fight as soon as you walk in." You wait until everyone seems ready. Natasha's hand goes near her gun, so does Bucky's. Steve grabs his shield off his back and Clint grabs an arrow. And Tony.. well he's fucking Iron Man.

You take a deep breath as you turn back to the door.

Sure enough, you open the door to many HYDRA agents pointing guns at the six of you.

Then chaos erupts.

Your team shoots at them and they shoot back.

Bullets rip through the air, most of them lodging into walls.

You see a few of your teammates get shot, Bucky, and it looked like Natasha too.

You throw a ball of fire, knocking two guards off their feet. You run past them to go get what you came here for.

You knew this place like the back of your hand. It was identical to the other base you'd tried so many times to escape.

You ran for a bit until you got to the rooms.

Two rooms. One has digitalized things on computers and whatnot and the other has papers and physical stuff.

You run into the first room and stick a USB into one of the large computers to transfer the data. You take a quick glance around the room, but don't see anything overly important that you couldn't go back to.

You then go back out and bolt into the second room, shoving as many files as you can into the bag you brought. You got information on other bases, subjects, plans, and god knows what else.

You go back into the other room, grabbing the USB, slamming that into your bag as well.

"Y/n! We need some help out here! Where the fuck did you go?!" You hear Tony's voice in the earpiece.

"Oh I don't know, completing the reason why we came here in the first place! Y'know, getting information?!"

"Whatever, just get back here so we can leave."

"Yeah yeah I'm on my wa- OH SHIT-!" you shout, startled.

"What?! Flare what's going on?!"

"Shit-! Fuck-! We need to get out of here now! They're blowing the place up themselves! They planted bombs. GET OUT! RUN!" You had spotted a bomb, and a layout of the base with dots on it, those were bombs too.

"How much time do we have?!"

"Roughly a minute." You grab any other files you can see and start running.

You try to get back to your teammates, but get stopped by guards.

One takes out a knife and stabs you in the side.

"Ow fuck!" You sweep his leg and burn the other one.

He doesn't go down so easy. He also takes out a knife, slicing your arms quite a few times. This suit isn't very durable.

You decide to do what you did to Natasha the other day. You palm strike his chest and add fire to it, he flies back into the wall, denting it.

You continue to run, even though it's excruciating with a knife literally still in your side.

You manage to get back to the entrance, where the others were still fighting guards.

"Y/n?! You're bleeding!" Natasha shouts as she shoots another guard.

"You don't say?! C'mon, we have to get ou-"

Shit.

Was what everyone thought as explosions started.

The base quickly crumbles, leaving your team and the guards standing in the rubble.

Everyone defeats the last of the guards. Or so they thought.

Another guard comes out of what used to be the base.

Aiming a gun at Bucky.

You decide to do the hands down dumbest thing ever.

You take the knife out of your side, a hiss of pain escaping your lips.

You chuck the knife at the guard, it impales him in the neck.

The guard falls to the ground and you almost do too. You instinctively clutch your gushing side with one hand, the other tightly clenching the bag of files.

Bucky runs over to you.

"Dumbass why would you do that?!"

"He was.. going to.. to shoot you..." You mutter, shoving him the bag of files, "Files.."

He slings it over his shoulder before looking back at you.

"We need to get you back to the jet. Now."

"M-mhm.." you try to take a step, but end up falling over.

Bucky picks you up, "You can't walk, I'll carry you." He starts speed walking back to the jet.

You weakly nod.

"You gotta keep pressure on that wound, okay?"

You nod again, pressing your hand down on the wound, your hand instantly encased in the warm blood spilling out.

"You're a dumbass."

"H...hey... I saved... I saved you from getting.. shot.."

"I can take getting shot, you might be able to take this."

"I'll be.. I'll be f-fine.."

Tears start rolling down your face and you clench your jaw. Everything hurts.

Your arms were cut up, your side felt like it was going to implode. You suddenly notice the loud ringing in your ears.

Your eyes begin to close, your vision growing dark.

"Hey. Eyes open." You hear Natasha's voice. You hadn't even realized that you made it onto the jet.

Bucky lays you onto a medical table and a few medics start patching your wounds.

"JARVIS, notify Bruce that we need him as soon as we get back." Tony's voice is faint, or well it really wasn't, your ringing ears just made it seem like it was.

Your eyes start to close again.

"Y/n. C'mon. You have to stay awake." It was Nat again.

Your eyes flick open again, "N..Nat.. everything.. it all.. hurts..." More tears run down your face.

"Shh shh I know, I know."

You try to keep your eyes open, you really try to stay conscious. You just can't.

Your eyes begin to close once more.

"Y/n. Eyes up, look at me."

Your vision fades.

"Hey! Open your eyes!"

You slip into the void of unconsciousness.

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Your eyes begin to flicker open.

You groan a bit, your side doesn't hurt as bad, but it still hurts.

You look around, it's dark. You must've been out for a while. You try to sit up, but instantly regret it as a rush of pain shoots through the entire left side of your body.

Laying back down, you turn your head to a chair that's next to your bed. To your shock, you see Bucky asleep in it.

"B.. Bucky..?" It was practically a mumble, but he stirred in his sleep.

It takes a moment, but he eventually opens his eyes. You feel bad waking him up, but he is the only one there.

"Oh hey, you're awake."

"Mhm.." You try to sit up once again, even though you knew it would lead to the same result as last time.

"Don't try to sit up, Banner said to not put stress on the stitches."

"Alright.." You slump back down onto the bed, "How are you doing..?"

"I'm fine. How are you feeling? I know your side isn't that good, what about your arms?"

"Eh, just more scars to add to the collection.. I saw you get shot towards the start of the mission, are you alright from that..?"

"I already told you, I'm fine. I also told you, I can take a bullet wound."

You yawn, feeling your eyes grow heavy again.

"You should get some rest." He puts his hand on yours, "You've been through a lot."

You mumble a quiet, "yeah.." Then close your eyes, quickly drifting off to a deep, deep sleep.

In your slumber, you unconsciously grab Bucky's hand, holding it comfortably.

He smiles slightly, then drifts to sleep himself.

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You wake up again, the room flooded with sunlight. You look at the chair again, Bucky was gone. He must've left at some point after you'd woken up.

You sigh, trying once again to sit up. This time it worked and you weren't in excruciating pain.

"They should be awake soon.." you hear Bruce talking to someone as they walk into the medbay, "Were lucky we got the bleeding to stop, if it didn't- Oh you're awake!"

"Morning." You yawn after you speak. You see the person Bruce was talking to, Wanda, "Hey Wands."

"How are you feeling?" She sits on the chair next to your bed.

"My side doesn't feel like it's going to explode anymore so that's good. How's everyone else? Did anyone else get hurt?"

"Bucky got shot in the arm, Nat got grazed by a bullet.. I think that was it other than smaller cuts and bruises. They're both fine." She laughs a little and shakes her head, "Only you would wake up after nearly dying and ask how other people are."

"Anyway," Bruce interrupts, "You should probably stay here for the whole day, but since I know your team and that you WONT, just take it easy when you get up. Take a shower and rebandage your side and the deep cuts on your arm."

"Will do." You smile and he walks out.

You and Wanda talk for a bit.

"Well, I'm going to my room and take a shower, I'll see you soon."

"Alright!"

You go up to your floor, it was only one floor up, but you still use the elevator to ensure you didn't overexert yourself.

You walk into your room then to the bathroom. You take a decently quick shower and then rebandage your side and arms.

You decide to wear a sports bra and a pair of sweatpants.

The next stop is the kitchen, you are STARVING. Walking in you see Bucky in the dining room.

"Dude, do you like, ever move from there? You're always in here."

Bucky looks at you, then glances at your bandaged arms and lower torso, "How you feeling?" He ignored your question, but oh well.

"Better, considering I can get up now without being in debilitating pain." You walk into the kitchen and grab a pack of pop tarts.

You then take the elevator down to the common floor.

"Oh hey Y/n, how are you feeling?" Steve was sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Better, just have to take it easy for now."

"Hey Sparkler!" Natasha called out from the kitchen.

You walk there to see Natasha, "I'm alive, how're you doing?"

"Good, I had no major injuries, so I'm alright."

The two of you talk for a bit and then head back into the living room. Now Tony, Bucky, Wanda, and Clint were there, all arguing about what movie to watch.

"Romance!"

"Ew no, horror!"

"Absolutely not, sci fi!"

You manage to discreetly take the remote.

"How about murder mystery?" Before anyone can protest, you turn one on.

"Sparkler, come sit next to me!" Natasha pats the spot on the couch next to her, which also happens to be next to Bucky.

You sit next to her, trying not to get too close to the supersoldier on your other side.

"C'mon, it's obviously that guy." Bucky says, pointing at one of the characters in the movie.

"For real! He's so suspicious!" You agree.

Fast forward to the end of the movie, the suspicious guy was the killer.

"Told you!" You boast, proud that you guessed the killer.

The rest of the day was spent sitting around and watching movies.

You yawn, your eyes suddenly feeling heavy as you notice the time. 11:30. You'd gotten so used to going to bed earlier.

"Sparkler, you look tired, you should go get some rest."

"Nah I'm alright, I'm gonna finish the movie."

Yeah that doesn't happen, soon after you say that, you drift off to sleep.

You unconsciously shift closer to the warmer person on your side, which happens to be Bucky. Your head rests comfortably on his shoulder.

"Steve. Steve what do I do?!" He whisper shouts to his friend.

"Well you have two options, wake her up and make her go to bed, or you sit there and suck it up, or knowing you, enjoy her company."

"I'm not an asshole I'm not going to wake her up."

"Figured."

And as the others all get up and head to bed, Bucky leans his head back and falls asleep with you.

#marvel fanfic idea #angst to fluff #marvel #the avengers #bucky #bucky fluff #bucky x reader #enemies to lovers #james bucky buchanan barnes #natasha romanov #tony stank #tony stark #avengers #enemies to friends to lovers #injuries #mission

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simp999 · 1 year

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A New Home Ch. 6

Various Splatoon Manga x Skilled! Isekai'd Reader

Wc: 1.2k

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I really underestimated how many inklings would be here, huh?’ You push and shove yourself through the crowd of people, sorry’s and excuse me’s being heard by the people around you. You have nowhere to put your weapon or bag so you keep them close, finding yourself wedged between the corner of a wall and a railing. You’re close to the battle, which is nice, but you’ve got nowhere to sit. You lean against the railing with your manual and pencil in hand, looking for Mask. He’s certainly harder to spot than the impressively-agile Aloha, Mask’s specialty being sneaky and whatnot. You watch a seeker bomb make its way towards one of the opponents, and you trace the bomb back to a patch of moving ink.

‘Aha! There he is.’

There are sub-weapons scattered about, and most of the ink stains look like they come from bombs instead of weapons. It doesn’t take long before the opponent is being spawn-camped, with thirty seconds remaining. Mask lazily makes his way over to the cargo box in the middle of stage, having full confidence in his teammates when it comes to keeping the opponents at bay. He leans his lightweight roller over his shoulder, using his other hand to pull out his phone.

‘So he really did just disrespected his opponents like that in the middle of battle? Damn, guess that’s what happens when you’re not prepared for an S4 battle.’

One of the opponents tries to make a break for it on their own, and the cyan team is quick to shut them down immediately, throwing a disruptor and sprinkler near the player, and the ink mine that was placed earlier finished the job swiftly. Mask doesn’t even bother lifting his head up to check out the situation.

‘Imagine having that kind of confidence in your teammates. I could never with the teams of randos I’ve been getting.’ You think back at the many instances of your teammates trying their absolute best at inking… the walls, that is.

‘Yeah, no thanks.’

It’s hard to hear his muffled voice through the gas mask, but you know that he's making fun of Aloha for being so weak. You really thought that the manga overdid it with making him look scary and intense, but the confidence in skill says otherwise. The gasmask isn’t helping either. He may carry himself like a 40-year-old man with back problems, but the way he can destroy his opponents with the element of surprise is something completely unrivaled.

The Squid Sisters announce the complete and utter defeat of the opposing team, reminding the viewers about how Mask can easily destroy his opponents without swinging his roller.

“Did the lenses of his mask just shine like in an anime? Hey c’mon now, this is a manga, not an anime. Quit making him look so scary.”

You almost want to laugh at the iconic trope, but the scary and hopeless aura of the room doesn’t allow it. Save for the energetic fans in the stands, though you’re surprised at how much quieter they are, compared to Army and Aloha’s battles.

‘Mask’s technically stronger, right? Shouldn’t he have more-’

You look behind you and see that most of his fans are grinning ear-to ear creepily.

‘Oh yeah, this is Mask we’re talking about. Of course his fans are kinda creepy.’

This time you’re stuck with the crowd on the way out of Walleye Warehouse, now hearing all the squeals and people talking about how “badass” and “cool” he looked. You cover one of your ears with the free hand you have, the other holding your weapon.

‘Man you guys are loud, shuddup, will ya? Ugh. Most of 'em are just pretending to be all quiet and scary ‘cause they assume that’s the kinda person they think he likes, though. What a pain, doing things for attention.’

You finally manage to squeeze your way through the crowd and out of the lobby, finally getting a nice breath of fresh air.

‘Ew, people. Anyways, what comes next? Mask doesn’t send the text message right away, right? I think there was a battle around this time. Must’ve been nothing overly important if I can’t remember anything significant.’

You’re in the mood to terrify some opponents, so you decide it’s time for some Turf Wars. You once again focus on the new things you’ve written down in your manual. With light footsteps and more comfortable movements, you easily get some more wins under your belt. You almost feel bad for your opponents, but they were the ones unfortunate enough to decide that they felt like being right here, right now. Your headphones find themselves back on your head, not enjoying how loud the opponents were. Your teammates had a problem with that before the battle started, one of them tapping your shoulder and telling you that you won’t be able to hear it if they yell ‘this way’ or if they get splatted, but you assure them it’ll be alright, not elaborating any further. They’re cautious going into battle, not wanting to lose, but it doesn’t take long before you put the opponents in their place. Right after you splat another one of your opponents, your music cuts out. You think it might be a connection issue, so you ignore it until the battle is over. Now you can hear how loud your opponents are, trying to diss you left and right. Not that they’re in a position to do so as they’re losing miserably, so you suppose this is just their chance at payback in some odd way. Taking a break, you check the headphones.

‘Oh, they’re dead. Carp, forgot to charge them. How annoying.’

You put the velcro strap on your weapon, but it snaps.

‘Just one thing after another, huh?’

You head over to Ammo knights to get another strap for your weapon. No big deal, but it’s still a waste of your time. You figure that you’re better off not battling in his mood, not that you’d want to battle against all these salty kids without your headphones to block em' out anyways.

You remember that you hadn’t yet drawn Mask on the page dedicated to him and his team, so you find yourself a place to sit down in the plaza to draw for a bit. Then, you hear bits and pieces of a familiar conversation. You don’t have the energy to get up and avoid any main characters right now, and you figure that you’re already out of the way enough for them not to notice you. You go on your phone, only half paying attention to their conversation.

“...on’t know who we’re battling, though.”

“You don’t know?”

“No, they just sent us an email. The email is extremely polite, but there’s no name attached.”

You zone out after hearing that, now knowing exactly where you are in the manga.

‘Well then, looking forward to seeing that Sub-Weapon Hell soon.’

With a smirk on your face you stand up, bag in hand.

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apr. 11. 23

#MASK MY BLORBO♡#splatoon #splatoon 2 #splatoon 3 #splatoon x reader #splatoon manga x reader #splatoon manga mask #splatoon mask #splatoon manga mask x reader #splatoon aloha #splatoon manga aloha #splatoon rider #splatoon manga rider #x reader #fanfic #splatoon fanfic #splatoon manga fanfic #splatoon fanart #splatoon manga fanart

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stingrayloveblog · 8 months

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The biggest (and smallest) differences in s2 salmon run from s3 salmon run that i can immediately tell (not including obvious stuff like the lack of egg throwing and whatnot):

-the splash of ink that forms at the beginning of each wave after super jumping is larger

-steel eel hit boxes actually make sense (you wont get hit by a steel eel that is on a platform above the wall you are climbing, and you wont get hit just by getting close to the steel eel in general, you only get hit if you actually touch it)

-flyfish bins are a lot more finicky

-steel eels are a little bit worse at tracking down your every move, taking a slight delay to follow you rather than tracking you perfectly

-salmonids actually turn around and go into the water at the end of each wave, while in splat 3 they tend to either continue attacking you, get stuck in place, or just walk off in a random direction

-a lot less knockback from hits, most noticable from cohocks

-somehow, salmonid smokeyard feels slightly bigger in s2. Thats the stage in rotation rn so idk about the other ones yet but im sure its the same case for spawning grounds. Marooners bay didnt feel too different in s3

-no violent controller vibrating from grizzco charger :(

-salmonid ink is green rather than the somewhat bluish green they use in s3 despite not updating the colors of some models to match that change (drizzler torpedo, steelhead bomb, and steel eel body are all still green in s3 even though they dont use that ink color anymore)

-goldies have frying pans in s2 but not s3 for whatever reason

-salmonids are less likely to hit you if they arent targeting you during glowflies

-if youre like me and tend to get confused for a bit on which way low tide is for some of the slightly more symmetrical stages, the grizzco boat was always a good indicator of where to look since it was always in the low tide direction

-snatchers can block salmonids during glowflies if the path is narrow enough

-golden eggs dropped by goldies during glowflies do not lauch themselves 50 billion miles away from where the goldie died like they do in s3 and instead stay within reasonable reach

-significantly less blatant desync between players

-all gushers spawn salmonids instead of spawning in from shore

-if you die after a wave ends and dont get revived before the next wave starts, the weapon shown on your icon wont update until you get auto-revived by the next wave starting

#i hate to say this but overall the way salmonids act in s2 makes more sense than s3 #sure s3 is supposed to be more difficult but some of the changes are just blatant bullshit (steel eel hitboxes and harder knockback) or #obvious downgrades for smaller things (fucked up tracking/pathfinding at the end of each wave and wrong ink colors for models)#splatoon 3 #splatoon 2 #weaponblog

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