#much less a job? i'm fucking useless man.

[mayonakano-archive]

love when my dad talks to me about Adult Things and Uni like yeah i know nothing about my senior shit nor the colleges i'm applying to, nor have i done anything we discussed when i turned 18 a month ago. peace and love <3

#leoposting #vent in tags #kinda??? w/ever #no wonder i am stressed 24/7 like ghughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #college makes me wanna sob when i think about it and i am. incapable of functioning :) #i struggle doing things on my own. doubly so when they're stress-inducing #and man if college ISN'T. #all the schools i'm applying to are tech schools minus one yet i'm here like 'maybe i'll just study accounting :)' like #im dogshit at the sciences and mathematics and languages AND programming #i can barely do basic math at times it fucking SUCKS. my only skill is knowing a bunch about random crap while knowing nothing at all #and well. i can put PCs together? idk #i'm kind of a useless person and i wish everyone else would see it. what am i good for really? #what good is someone who can barely function on their own? who barely has the energy do to anything? #who is in pain more often than not despite waving it off 99% of the time? who barely feels they can keep up with /school/ #much less a job? i'm fucking useless man. #i'm terrified of working and i'm terrified of uni and i'm just. scared. all the fucking time. but like hell that i'm gonna admit it #yeah yeah i have a vent sideblog but sometimes i want attention

[unnoticed-poison]

Dark! Yandere! Hazbin Hotel X Reader 【 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝟑 】

So I forgot I explained the situation in my other yandere fic but not this one so I'll do it now so everyone will know.

The reason some girls are genderbend is because I can't exactly write yaoi or yuri cause of my religion, the most I could do for them is turn them into males so they can be romantic yanderes, hope you guys understand.

Also because I like to write genderbend as well.

The treatment Valentino gives Angel Dust will be mentioned of course, and not all the girls will be genderbend, it depends on how the story will go.

So anyways enjoy the chapter ❣️

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Things were not going so well for Charles at the meeting.

"And then I went ahead and invited her to my place-"

This 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳 won't stop babbling about useless stuff and avoiding the topic at hand.

"- I failed to seduce her since she's so oblivious, but I can always try again next time," Adam said nonchalantly, taking a bite out of the rib as he glanced at him. "So what did you do this weekend?"

"Sir." The exterminator standing behind Adam looked less than thrilled while listening to his boss's chattering as well. " There's only a few minutes left for the meeting."

"Really? Oh well, you can start talking then."

Fucking finally.

Charles stood up after clearing his throat, holding up his papers as he started explaining the situation at hand.

"So I'm sure you're well aware of the overpopulation issue we're currently facing, I would like to suggest-"

Adam interrupted him. "OH that's not a problem at all! we're taking care of that just fine, Lute!" He called out as Lute stepped closer to him. "How many demons did you kill this year?"

The exterminator's voice was blunt as he answered. "Got a good 275 sir."

"275!? Badass! Awesome job danger dick." They fist-bumped as he said this, making the demon frown.

They're proud of that..?

"You know those are my people, right..?"

Adam laughed. "Of course! And that's what makes it even better!"

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Charles continued. "As I was saying, all our problems will be solved if we rehab those sinners and cleanse all their souls so they can join you guys in heaven and the extermination won't be needed anymore!"

He explained as fast as he could while holding up each paper. " The redeeming process will take place in my hote-"

"That's enough."

Huh?

"But I haven't finished yet-"

"I've heard more than enough, if what you're suggesting is letting those miserable fuckers climb up the ladder then you can forget about it, that's the dumbest idea I've ever heard in my long, loooong life."

"Everyone makes mistakes! They can redeem themselves-"

"They had the chance to do that when they were 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, now that they've earned damnation, it's no one's fault but their own," Lute spoke in a scornful tone, his eyes narrowed in disgust. "And for your information, angels 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 make mistakes."

Charles narrowed his eyes at him in return. " You really think so."

The man smirked. "I 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 so."

Adam, visibly annoyed, slammed his hands on the table, making them both stop. "Alright that's enough!"

He rose to his feet and made his way over to Charles until they were standing face to face. " Look here pal, hell is forever and there's nothing, and I mean absolutely 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 you can do about it, so I suggest you give up now, and I'll pretend I never heard any of that bullshit."

A sneer of contempt crept over his face as he towered over the boy, he looked too much like his father, just looking at him made him 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬.

"You should consider yourself lucky that damned snake gave you a pardon from the extermination or else you and your hellborn kind would've been dead a long time ago."

Charles could feel his blood boil, his face flushed in rage as he scowled at him.

This damned bastard-

Before he had a chance to respond, the angel suddenly stepped back.

"And now that I've got your and the audience's attention, I would like to announce that we've made a determination!" With a triumphant smirk, Adam turned his head to stare directly at where the camera was.

...?

Confused, Charles turned his head to where Adam was looking.

....

Shit!

There was a camera?!!

How come he didn't notice it!

"-To move up the next extermination."

What?!

"Wait a second that's not-!"

"I can't wait a whole year to slaughter those little cunts, I know the day just finished, but we'll be back in six months!" Taking hold of both the drone and Charles's hand, he sent a menacing smile to the camera. " Enjoy those next few months dear sinners! Cause they might be your last."

Once he said that, he roughly threw them out of the room and returned to his seat while bursting into a fit of laughter.

"Wait!" The demon exclaimed, papers scattered around him as he tried to enter the room again. "Hold on a moment!"

"Now where is my favorite angel-" was the last thing he heard Adam say before the door slammed shut in his face.

......

Frustrated beyond words, his face scrunched up in anger as he slammed his fist into the door.

"Fuck!"

This was not how this was supposed to go!

He made things WORSE.

He then heard a voice come from the small drone.

"Looks like Lucifer's brat fucked things up for us all! What a shocker, I'm sure your father will be 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥."

....

He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a deep sigh as he dropped his head, feeling defeated.

"Excuse me, are those yours?"

Huh?

Charles lifted his head and looked over his shoulder.

Despite the woman being out of uniform and wearing a simple dress, he was certain that she was one of the angels with the wings and halo.

Moreover, the giant hammer in her hand, still dripping with blood, served as a stark reminder of her rank.

Her other hand was holding the papers he drew at the hotel, with a basket hanging from her wrist.

Was that an egg?

Despite being a little disturbed by the sight, he couldn't help but be drawn by her looks.

She's pretty...

"Sir?"

Charles snapped out of it, a flush spread across his cheeks when he realized he'd been staring too long.

With a sheepish nod, he stood up and brushed off his clothes as he went over to you.

"Oh yeah they're mine!"

With a nod, you extended the papers. "Here you go then." You said, handing him the papers, some were stained with blood.

He looked at the stained papers for a moment before taking them off your hand. "Am.. thanks."

"No problem, have a nice day."

With that being said, you walked past him and towards the room he just got kicked out of.

His eyes followed your back for a moment, letting out a heavy sigh and turning around to leave when he suddenly paused in his tracks.

Wait..

𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦

𝘐 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭?

Perhaps you're the one that arrogant prick was talking about?

𝘍𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦..𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦...

Maybe it wasn't too late yet!

If he could convince you of his project then maybe...

Perhaps you could help change Adam's mind as well!

Or at the very least move the extermination back to once a year like usual.

"Miss! Please wait!"

Turning back, he quickly headed over to you.

Upon hearing that, you paused and turned back to him with a raised brow. "Do you need anything?"

"I'd like to speak with you about something urgent."

You silently glanced back at the door and then back at the blonde, you had arrived just in time to witness him get thrown out by your boss.

So you had a pretty good guess on why he wanted to discuss with you.

"I'm sorry but my boss's words are final, I have no say in them, so whatever you spoke with him about I can't do anything."

That was mostly a lie, but the blonde didn't need to know that.

"Please! I beg you, it will only take a minute."

Gazing at the sheer desperation on the man's face, you couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for him.

..........

.....

Damnit.

You finally let out a sigh. "Go ahead, I can't promise anything though."

?!

Charles's face lit up with happiness as he gave you a beaming smile.

"Thank you!"

Despite your visible disinterest, the man excitedly explained his entire project to you in detail.

There might be hope to clean up the mess he made after all.

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Hope you guys liked the chapter!

I really need to focus back on my Yandere Animation Studios fic, that thing only has the trailer chap posted 😭

Anyways until next time ❣️

#yandere hazbin hotel x reader #yandere hazbin hotel

[fantasy-relax]

@muffinsin I blame you for this, I write the reader point of view of reader you write Cassandra, deal? deal.

Fucked up! Reader x Cassandra dimitrescu

Warning: violence Cassandra being Cassandra, really what do you expected of this tag?

You always have been a Little... different that's what your family used to say. You were blunt and honest but the thing that trouble them most was your prediction for violence.

You got in a fight with a neighbor when you were a kid, your father had to pick you off the boy, the rock you grabbed to beat him was full of blood.

People keep their children away from you after that. Your parents too keep their distance.

Now all grow up, you are in the Dimitrescu Castle, working as a maid. The only thing you hated was the dress. As for everything else...

"AHHHH PLEASE LADY DANIELA I'M SORRY"

You actually don't mind. People die all the time, people suffer all the time and nobody of them were someone that you particularly care for, so being in a castle full of death and blood was pretty easy for you, do your job and that's all.

Rounding the corner, you see a pretty common scene.

"Look what have you done! My favorite sword has a scratch! You useless woman!"

" I'm s-orry Lady Cassandra my arm was tired and I-AHH"

The cut was fast and made with lethal precision. The arm was in the carpet, it will be a pain to clean luckily this was not your assigned area.

"Not tired anymore I bet"

The maid keep screaming, until Cassandra cut her head in another clean swipe of sickle. You can't stop the low hum in your throat. She looked at you her sadistic smile displaying her fangs.

"What is little morsel? Want to be next?"

She was full of blood, ready to cut your head too but the only thing you could think was:

"That was a clean cut my lady, you have a steady hand"

Cassandra freezes for a moment, you get closer to the body not too much as you still have to clean and getting your uniform dirty before that was a bad idea.

"You also have to be pretty strong or have a sharp weapon to make this so smoothly"

You stand up. Looking at the still frozen fly girl.

"Truly impressive"

At the end of your words Cassandra just swarmed away, her prey forgotten in the floor. You shrug walking to your duties.

For a moment you though that she was blushing.

The next day there is a leg outside your door something carved in the skin.

"How is this cut for you?"

Again it was very precise but what caught your attention was the handwriting, it was messy and the message feels like if she was pouting when she wrote it.

"Aww, My lady is pretty cute"

You hear something move above you, looking fast you catch part of one swarm, you know exactly what sister was spying. You laughed softly, very cute indeed.

The next week you were assigned to take some things to the dungeons. A chore that all the maids are terrified to do, the scream of the unfortunate souls trapped there and the sadistic daughter that was always ready to take more were more than enough to make them beg at the feet of the head maid for a change that like them never comes.

You just pick the box and go. The screams were annoying but you just tune then out, you put the thing down. Looking around you see one of the victims, Stella?Sara? you don't remember, she had cuts all around her body, how long was she here? Was two weeks ago? Three? And she was still alive?

"Seeing your future, little maid?"

You flinch surprised. You don't hear her come.

"I make sure to keep her miserable as long as possible by-

"Making cuts that are painful but not mortal, absolute brilliant, nothing less of expert like you"

You take a look around you see a man being held by hooks that goes through his hands, his legs are broken you can see that clearly, either he put his weight in the legs or in the hands , both choices painful.

"Very creative"

Full of curiosity you keep exploring. Praises to Cassandra talents never stopping

"Astounding"

" Visionary"

"Imaginative"

Until you feel the swarm pick up you up and rapidly throw you outside and closing the door as fast.

"Rude"

You stand up going to report the head maid of your completed chore.

If you could saw through walls you would have see a peculiar image of the so called monster sitting on the other side of the door, face red, hugging herself and purring happily.

More limbs were given to you as well as some organs, luckily they were of animals, so you cooked them. You keep a journal were every gift is written some examples were :

Deer leg with the following message *you have pretty eyes*"

Boar heart *Did you know they are the most similar to humans? * she is such a nerd

Full Bunny *Small like you* the small was more like a smoll it made you laugh.

One day a group of hunters try to raid the castle and kill the monsters inside, they only end giving you more work.

Bodies, blood and all kind of gore is in the floor AND in the carpet. It will be a pain to clean, even lady Bela it's looking at you with pity. You sigh pulling you sleeves up when you are tackled by certain brunette.

"Are you okay?! Did they hurt you?! Tell me who-"

"I'm fine lady bela take care of them"

"You took three"

"oh yeah, that reminds me"

You point at the three bodies.

"They are all yours Lady Cassandra"

The sisters have a particular rule, prey that they hunt, prey that they eat. Cassandra was the strongest not the fastest, Daniela and Bela surely got more than her.

"I killed them so they are mine but i don't gonna eat it so they are all yours."

Cassandra keep looking at your face you cleaned her face with you apron the only red was in her cheeks, she was so cute that you can resist it anymore you grabbed her neck and kissed her, it took a few seconds but he eagerly returned the kiss.

"FINALLY, the pining was killing me"

"SHUT UP DANIELA"

You were in a relationship with the sadistic sister something that you still were processing, you could easily live freely without working at all. But you were sorry for Bela having to work with short staff because her sisters were little shits with zero self control. So you keep working, in Cassandra side mostly and sometimes in Daniela.

Today was one of that days were you work was in Daniela hall. Everything was going well until a new maid decided to ruin the mood

"I told you, someday that bitch a Cassandra will get what she deserves, maybe I could let her live if she eats my pussy real good".

The other maid was new too but a lot smarter she looked like she wanted to stay away from her and was making signals to the absolute imbecile that was talking.

" I would tear her ap-UGH"

You grabbed her head and bashed her harder against the wall.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. She is out.

You let go of her head and looked at the other maid she just picked up her cleaning tools and continue her job, she was learning fast.

You walk and pick one leg of the imbecile, you start walking to the library were you beloved was having a sisters day.

No one interrupt you or try to help her. They know better.

The newbies considered you a depraved traitor. Sleeping with the monster that could kill them any day. But still survival is priority so they keep working.

The older considered you a blessing. The amount of death and injury since you started dating Cassandra was lower. Keep working, Survival is priority.

You were at the doors of the library you opened the door.

"knock first I know you have manners"

"aw did Draga mea miss me so much?

Focusing on the sickle on the table you entered in the room, dropping the maid in the middle of the room you pick the sharp blade.

You bend and grab the little bitch head again, you pull out her tongue and with a quick swing cut it out.

"AHH-UGH"

You grabbed her again and bashed her against the floor again.

One, two, three, four, five. She is out.

You dropped her and walked to your beloved, you throw the sickle on the table, she was silent looking at you with that pretty blush, so adorable.

You grab her chin, kissing her deeply until she is panting, the blush in her face just grow bigger and the soft purr in her chest is music, yours she is totally yours.

Grabbing her gloved hand you drop the tongue, you point to the crying woman in the floor.

"Here my love, a snack"

You kissed her again.

"I still have duties to attend, I see you later."

She looked like a lovesick puppy. A puppy whom you will play with later. What a good life.

#resident evil village #cassandra dimitrescu #my work

[mackjlee9]

Kenny Rossmore x Male!Reader [Fluff]

part 2. »»»

Masterlist.

We're the Millers

Being the last one to get in, (M/n) closed the door and found a comfortable spot near Kenny, not really interested in anything else other than taking care of his best friend for the whole duration of this trip.

He almost couldn't believe he found himself involved in David's problems just because Kenny wanted to be part of the plan, and then that girl, Casey, joined in as well. She was -somewhat responsible- for everything that happened, at least in the way (M/n) viewed it.

If she had been getting robbed somewhere else, Kenny wouldn't have gone out to help her, and then it comes to the part where, if she hadn't run away from her parents' house, nothing would've happened.

But oh well, it was too late and useless to put the blame on everyone other than David. He was the drug dealer in the first place, he should've known better than to get between the robbers and the girl getting robbed.

In all honesty, he just didn't want to get Kenny into anything dangerous, perhaps he tried too hard. But no way was he gonna let Kenny go, all by himself, with someone like David Clark. Rose might be nice at times, but (M/n) never got along with her... And that was probably because Kenny was, somewhat, attracted to the older woman.

Well, there's no point in dwelling in the past, they're already wrapped in this whole mess. And he's winning fifty thousand dollars out of this job.

David was freaking mad when he heard him, "50k?! What do you need so much money for?! You're just a kid!"

"I need to pay for my and Kenny's university fees, David, so you pay me... Or I'll tell your boss and... The DEA," in the end, they made a deal.

And now, he was stuck in a situation that could've easily been avoided, but Kenny always had that "hero complex", he wanted to help and save everyone but alas it rarely ever worked, he might be over 6 feet tall, but he looks too innocent and naive still, so no one finds him intimidating.

"See? Even this loser here wants to see them!" The sound of Casey's voice caught his attention, and he looked up to glare at her. He was about to get up and make her apologize for calling Kenny "loser", but she started chanting 'fireworks!' over and over again.

And David didn't like that, at all. He stopped the trailer and turned on his seat to look at every one. He didn't pay much attention to what was happening, and ultimately, decided to turn back to his phone, and his music.

After that, they continued with their way, but not without lighting up a single firework that (M/n) didn't bother coming out to watch.

//////

The four of them looked around the place, seeing all the drugs that had to be loaded in the trailer. It was definitely more than just a smidge... They were fucked, genuinely.

"Kenny, (M/n)... Watch the pot," and David left, along with Rose and Casey. (M/n) huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I'm gonna kill that stupid old man..." (M/n) mumbled to himself as they left and got in the RV again, along with a basket of fresh fruit brought in by Kenny, ready to cross the border back to the country. But of course, things weren't going to go smoothly when you had someone like David driving.

They were stopped by a cop, who thankfully accepted bribery but... They didn't have that money, at least not yet, but the officer was open to taking another kind of bribery. And of course, David saw his way out of this whole ordeal, only to have his dreams crushed when he was informed that...

The officer wasn't straight.

"Serves you right, asshole," (M/n) felt Kenny lightly tapping his shoulder, in a way to tell him to stay quiet or not say that about Mr.Clark, but he couldn't care less.

Ever since (M/n) found out Kenny had a drug dealer as a neighbour, he's made it his duty to stay with him and protect him from David, Kenny was too nice to see the bad in others, hence why he got picked on a lot in school, however, (M/n) was always there to stand up for him. It's been that way since they were kids, and he wasn't gonna stop now.

"Alright, Kenny... You're up," David stood up from his seat and took Kenny out of the RV, of course, (M/n) panicked and followed after them.

"Are you fucking serious, David?!" He walked out, screaming in rage, and David rolled his eyes, done with (M/n)'s attitude.

"Yes, I am serious, he can get us out of this mess-" (M/n) stood in front of Kenny, standing up to protect him.

"The mess that you got yourself involved in, so maybe you should go suck mister officer off yourself, instead of asking a kid to do it for you!" Kenny looked back and forth between his best friend and his fake dad, unsure of what to do, "He's not gonna do it."

"I'm not a kid-"

"Then I'm sure you can take his place," (M/n) stayed silent for a few seconds, his jaw clenched as he glared at David, glancing over his shoulder to stare at the police officer, waiting at a safe distance from them, "I doubt you would want Kenny to get arrested because you couldn't do something he could've done easily."

He took a few deep breaths, closing his hands tight in fists, "Fine... I'll do it."

"No, (M/n), you don't have to-" Kenny held (M/n)'s wrist, trying to pull him back, making the (h/c) haired male turn toward him.

"It's okay, Kenny, go back inside-" he glanced at David and saw him tapping his wristwatch, mouthing 'tic, tac' at him, "Just go back inside, please... Casey!" He called for the teen girl who stood by the open door next to Rose, "Don't let him out," while he dragged Kenny back into the RV, he ignored the blond's complaining, saying he could do it, that he didn't have to do this for him, but (M/n) ignored him and turned back to look at David, who had a smirk on his face.

He walked closer to him until they were face to face, and he glared at the old man.

"Make sure you add 10k to the fifty you owe me, asshole," and his smirk was gone, replaced by a frown.

"Depends on how good you do, kid," they began walking closer to the officer, and he could faintly hear Kenny calling for him from inside the RV, "Now, this what you're gonna do-."

"I know what I have to do old man," David looked at him with raised eyebrows but (M/n) didn't realize.

"Hey! What's going on?" The officer came by and stopped in front of them, "Somebody sucking my dick or am I getting a thousand pesos?"

(M/n) looked at the officer and then back at David, who looked baffled at the new word he heard, "Pesos? You are a fucking idiot!"

(M/n) paced around annoyed, watching how David gave a hundred bucks to the officer, who left them be after blowing him a kiss. He felt shivers down his spine and turned around, stumping his way back to the RV, where Casey and Rose had been waiting for them to come back.

He opened the door and walked past Kenny, heading to the back of the trailer and finding a comfortable spot to sit on. A few minutes later, he got bored of his phone and Kenny came in, sitting next to him.

"Thank you for... Taking my spot, you didn't have to do that, (M/n)," he looked at Kenny from the corner of his eye, slowly turning to look at him, shrugging it off as if it was nothing, "Were you really going to...? Y'know, suck him off?"

Kenny's question almost made (M/n) laugh, "Well, my plan was to punch him hard enough until he passed out so we could escape but... Didn't have to do that after all."

//////

(M/n) and Kenny were having fun in the back playing games on their phones together, when Casey came up to them with the Mexican sombreros.

And apparently, there was another RV right next to them, so she was ushering them to come out and be together.

"We're David and Rose Miller," he looked back and saw the three teens behind them, "My daughter, Casey," she leaned over to wave 'hello', "My son, Kenny, and his best friend, (M/n)."

Both of them leaned too, one less enthusiastic than the other, (M/n) wasn't good at meeting new people, he closed off easily in public so he hoped this was the only interaction they were gonna have with this family.

"Oh, it's so nice that you brought your son's best friend! I'm sure they are having fun together!" The lady in the other trailer exclaimed, as if moved by David's kindness, but judging by the smirk on his face, (M/n) knew he was gonna say something irrelevant.

"Well, his parents hate him and they're never home, so we took that role for them," David glanced back at him, ignoring how awkward he made the atmosphere with the unknown family next to them.

"Fuck you," he whispered in response and sat back down in one of the empty seats at the front.

Finally, it seemed like things were going by smoothly, but the car at the front was found with a pot, so now they had to wear their sombreros and smile wide like idiots just to pass as a nice family who came back from their vacation in Mexico.

But well, not everything seemed to be going to shit, seeing how illegal immigrants were crossing the border so the guards had more important stuff to worry about at the moment, so they made their way back into the RV and continued their way.

(M/n) put his phone to charge and sat next to Kenny, thinking of maybe taking a nap until they arrived, when David turned on the radio and Waterfalls began playing. He fixed his sitting position and looked at Kenny, knowing it was his favourite song, and he waited patiently to hear him sing and rap along with it.

Moments like this with Kenny, chill and lighthearted, never failed to enhance his feelings for him. Despite knowing how wrong it was to like his best friend as something more, (M/n) didn't really mind it, he could take the unrequited love any day if it was Kenny.

//////

(M/n) was looking out the window of the RV, lost in thought, completely unaware of how Rose, Casey and David were talking about Kenny, watching him talking to Melissa, the only child of the Fitzgerald family they found themselves camping with.

"She would be the luckiest girl..." The three of them stopped talking when they heard (M/n), watching Kenny with a sad look in his eyes, "He just has to be brave and say it."

David made eye contact with Casey and Rose, who shrugged and remained quiet, "I thought you liked Kenny?"

(M/n) scoffed a humourless laugh, trying to sound cheerful but failing, "Yeah... He's not into guys, believe me, I've tried, so..." He took a deep breath and looked down at his hands, "I don't know, kinda gave up."

After that, the air got a little tense, until Rose convinced David to go out there and talk to Kenny, help him a little and (M/n) stood up, sitting on the steps of the RV as the door remained open, staring up at the night sky.

"Count to three and then do it, because you're gonna overthink it and that... Will drive you crazy," well, that wasn't a half bad advice coming from someone like David. (M/n) watched how the old man got up and Rose walked next to him, stepping out of the RV.

And there was Kenny, making his way back inside.

"Hey, you good?" He stood up and walked in, closing the door behind them and sitting on the empty sofa. Casey was sitting across from them, blasting her music and staring at her phone, "I saw... What happened with Melissa."

Kenny shifted awkwardly, but he noticed (M/n) wasn't looking at him, he was staring at the floor. Then he remembered how (M/n) had dated quite a few people so maybe he could explain to him what he could do, even if he got advice from David, someone his age, and his best friend, would give better advice. Or so he thought.

"Can you help me, (M/n)?" Kenny watched how he froze in place and slowly looked up at him, making eye contact, "Teach me how to kiss-"

He hurried to cover Kenny's mouth before he could keep talking, glancing over at Casey who was still minding her business, even so, (M/n) decided to drag Kenny to the back room of the RV, he didn't want her to hear and make fun of his best friend just because he hadn't had his first kiss yet.

They sat together and after making sure no one was coming with them, he looked at Kenny, a serious expression on his face.

"You want me... To teach you how to kiss?" (M/n) watched how he nodded frantically, licking his lips nervously, something that he didn't miss, although he tried to not make it obvious that he was staring at Kenny's glossy lips, "You know there's nothing I can teach you unless... I physically teach you, right?"

At that, Kenny seemed a little more hesitant, and (M/n) wanted to smack himself because he might've ruined his only chance to ever kiss Kenny, so he decided he was gonna count to three, and then say it. One... Two... Three.

"If you really wanna kiss Melissa I can teach you, it... Doesn't have to mean anything," (M/n) shrugged in a way to appear more nonchalant, but the truth is, his heart felt ready to burst, "We've been best friends for over ten years, a kiss is not gonna change that, Kenny."

"But... I don't want my first kiss to be with a guy," okay, that was kinda painful, but at least he didn't say he didn't want to do it because it was him.

(M/n) tried to come up with an excuse, something easy that could ease Kenny's nerves... Oh, he got it, "Well, we can just pretend it never happened, that way your first real kiss will be with Melissa," he chuckled in a way that seemed real, and he was glad Kenny bought his excuse and was convinced.

"If you put it like that..." Kenny looked at (M/n), seeing how he was patiently waiting for his response, "Okay," he sighed and fixed his sitting position, feeling incredibly tense.

(M/n) noticed and laughed, a real laugh, and turned to slightly face Kenny, placing his hands on the blond's shoulders, "Hey, relax, kissing a guy is no different than kissing a girl, alright?" Kenny nodded and took a deep, shaky breath, his body loosing up and shifting around to face (M/n) as well, "We'll stop when you feel like stopping, okay? Don't wanna scare you too bad."

He didn't want to admit that, in reality, (M/n) was trying to calm himself, he was beyond excited and scared shitless, he felt like he was gonna throw up from how much his stomach was tingling, and it felt like it was stuck in his throat, and he could only hear the sound of his heart pounding in his ears. He was getting dizzy, the thought of getting to kiss Kenny, his best friend, and one-sided love made him extremely happy.

But it won't mean anything to Kenny, while it will be a dream come true for (M/n).

Despite all the experience he's had kissing girls and guys alike for the past few years, nothing could compare to this moment in time, he never felt his way, not even when he had his first kiss.

"Alright, first of... Close your eyes," Kenny squirmed while mumbling 'ah, yes', and closed his eyes. (M/n) could see how much he was shaking, whether it was because he was nervous or scared, he didn't know, all (M/n) knew was what he was feeling as he slowly leaned closer to Kenny, "You ready?" He whispered so as to not scare him, and he watched how he slowly nodded.

(M/n) leaned in and pressed his lips on Kenny's, his eyes closing as he closed his hands tightly, resisting the urge to hold his face and kiss him over and over again.

After a few seconds, Kenny backed away, and (M/n) was scared he might've done something wrong, "That's it?" He couldn't hold back his chuckle.

"Well, that was a peck, not really a kiss..." Kenny nodded and shifted closer to (M/n), "Kenny?"

"Can we do it? A kiss?" Oh my- the way Kenny's voice sounded and how he was looking at him with those green eyes almost made (M/n)'s brain short-circuit.

"S-sure, this is... Me teaching you how to kiss after all, you have to learn..." (M/n) felt himself getting more nervous when he realized Kenny was the one leaning in now.

"Can I try something?" Feeling Kenny's hand gently holding his face sent shivers down his spine, even if his touch was warm against his skin.

Scared of stuttering and letting Kenny know how this whole situation actually affected him, (M/n) nodded, feeling proud that Kenny would want to take the initiative this time around, even if it was at the expense of his poor heart.

And he soon felt Kenny's lips pressed on his again. He took a deep breath through his nose and closed his eyes, relaxing under Kenny's hold and letting him take the lead and set the pace. Although, as he was still learning, it was getting a little messy, so (M/n) couldn't help but let a small smile grow on his face, reaching his hand up to hold to Kenny's wrist, pulling away the slightest bit, their lips gracing and breaths mixing.

"Easy, no need to rush..." (M/n) noticed how rapid Kenny's breath was, and he pressed their foreheads together, "Breath slowly and through your nose, okay? You're doing good."

"Really?" Kenny's voice trembled and for a moment (M/n) thought there might be a possibility of him enjoying his kisses, but he didn't let that thought last, pushing it away where it wouldn't cause hope to rise.

"Really," and with that, Kenny held (M/n)'s face in both his hands, leaned in the few inches keeping them apart, and kissed again.

Their lips moved slowly against each other, and (M/n) tried to prevent his body from trembling at the sensation of Kenny's lips and touch on him, keeping his breathing as steady and levelled as he could while his mind and heart were racing against each other. His mind told him this was wrong and it would only cause him more pain when Kenny got together with Melissa. But his heart...

His heart told him to enjoy this moment they were having together, treasure it and never forget how gentle and sweet Kenny's kisses felt like.

After a few minutes, they pulled away, trying to steady their breathing the best they could, "Was that good?" (M/n) whispered, slightly pulling back to look into Kenny's eyes.

"Yeah..." He mumbled, as if he was in a daze, his sight stuck staring at (M/n)'s lips, "Can we keep going...?"

He almost choked with his spit, but he managed to hide it, and he nodded, "I told you... We'll stop when you feel like it, Kenny."

"Good, 'cause I don't want to stop."

The kisses that followed were more intense, more needy, filled with want and... Perhaps desire, maybe even a spark of love.

Kenny almost didn't want to admit it, but (M/n) was an amazing kisser, and he found himself just wanting more of him- of his best friend, completely unaware of how his thoughts regarding Melissa had completely abandoned his mind long ago. He could only think about continuing to make out with (M/n), enjoying their time without "parents" around.

#kenny rossmore x reader #kenny miller x reader #kenny miller x male reader #were the millers #will poulter #will poulter x reader #will poulter x male reader #fluff #male reader #x reader #reader insert #.mackjlee9 writes

[pianocat939]

Hi I just wanted to say that I love your blog !! I especially love your rottmnt ones (I adore the Yandere HCs one , you did an amazing job on them ) 💗 I was wondering is it ok to request Yandere HCs for the turtle brothers (separate please ) falling for the reader who acts motherly to them (if that’s to many then I’m fine with Leo , since you mentioned that he wants the reader to rely on him ?) also hope your doing ok and drinking plenty of water ! 💗🀄️

Thanks for enjoying my work~ Even if I'm sleep deprived half the time I'm writing.

I'm going to assume you're going by 🀄️ anon.

This is romantic btw

Yandere ROTTMNT Turtles with Motherly MC

Tw: SO MANY INSECURITIES, Mikey tries to start a cult, Implied violence, implied kidnapping, I think that’s it

(As someone who's an only child I don't exactly understand Raph's situation but I tried my best)

Raph

I think it would take him a bit of time to get adjusted to (because of how he's always been the responsible one), but in the end finding it comforting.

Since he's the eldest one, he's always had to do all the mature things for his brothers (Splinter was kinda there, but in some cases not).

So it feels foreign for him to rely on someone that wasn't himself.

But after he gets adjusted, he's obsessed.

It's such a warm feeling, something he missed out a lot. Feeling doted on and worried over, it's addicting.

He loves it so much that he clings onto it. Now if we are to refer back to this it would only make sense that he's dependent on it.

He's guilty, but at the same time he feels he deserves to be loved after dealing with the eldest child syndrome for so long.

He's basically glue at that point. Just following you around like a duckling.

"Can I have headpats? *proceeds to be big softie*"

He doesn't enjoy it when his brothers or someone else gets the same treatment too. Like sure you can be motherly towards others but he's the main point of your attention, right?

If it's an enemy or an unfamiliar person he'll go threaten them. Which eventually turns into a cold rage and he gives them a good beating or two (think of it the same way he acts when he feels he's all alone).

Overall wholesome big boy.

Leo

I feel like this man would go either two ways; either he internalizes the happiness and just acts all cocky, or he feels immature because of how he's treated.

If he interalizes the emotion and becomes egotistic snarky boy then I think he'll react to a smiliar way Raph does except less intense and more subtle about it.

He'll try to spend a lot more time with you, asking if you want to hang out more (he always picks more dangerous areas like the Hidden City for some reason).

So by the chance that he's injured (nothing major ofc) he'll go up to you with puppy dog eyes. Basically manipulating you to baby him.

On the other hand, and I feel like the more likely one, he'll feel even more useless. Like the fact you being motherly to him makes him feel more of a child who can't do anything.

What does he do? Why he pushes himself to prove that he should be the one relied on. Not the other way around.

He'll train his swordsmanship until he's forced by his family to rest, he'll take on villiains himself, and might even try to teleport enemies/unfriendly people of yours to another dimension (after he's done with them).

Praise him and rely on him for safety. That is probably the only way that'll calm down his antics.

If you don't, he'll manipulate you.

"Let me do this. Don't worry about me, I've trained my Kenjutsu for this." Kenjutsu = swordsmanship btw

(Now unlike Raph I understand Donatello to the max lmao)

D'Nello

You, my good friend, may be in trouble.

As canonically shown throught the ROTTMNT series he eats that praise up. So if you're a motherly type person you're fucking screwed.

He's obviously going to love it, since his father never quite showed such affection to him. My fellow Asian kids I'm looking at you.

He'll do anything for more praise, constructing advanced technology, showing his capabilities, all of it.

It's like he almost brags just to get that small ounce of love. Literally shoving his inventions into your face.

Sure he knows he's smart but to actually be told that he's smart? Confidence +100.

It's to the point he drags you into his lab and is like, "watch me do work :p". He hogs your attention and may be very offended if you try to interact with someone else.

If you push him far enough he'll kidnap you and force you to give him all your love.

He doesn't show it but he's extremely self-conscious about his intelligence and technology, kinda like how Leo is. So to be given the reassurance of love it feeds into his brain in a not so good way.

"Aren't I the most intelligent person ever? Look at my work, doesn't it make you proud?"

Mikey

Ok again, referring to my general yandere Hcs that I did earlier, I think he would just become more cult-like.

His brain's is like "This person loves me, cares for me, makes sure I'm ok, they must be god." (If you get this reference I love you)

He solely believes that you must be the reincarnation of angels who came down to adore his tiny little self.

He starts writing little notes to himself about your antics and thinks it's the perfect example of an ideal human.

He pulls reverse card in a way; but still wanting to worship your kindness.

Which may end up him trying to pull people into his cult. He'll try to convince them that you're the epitome of adoration and love.

If they try to turn down his offer he gets pissed. Like really pissed.

He'll hunt them down, ties them to a chair, and forces them to watch a slideshow about you for hours straight (or until they've converted to the belief).

"I'm sorry, did you just say that you don't believe they're the most perfect deity to exist? Looks like Dr. Delicate Touch needs to give you a check-up!"

You guys remember in the library episode that one scene where he's like a king or something and says "New Toy"? It's basically that except you're the one on the chair and he's ordering people around lmao.

I feel like he's the most terrifying one out of the bunch.

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I feel like compared to other Hcs writers I’m like some weird conspiracy theorist who makes a prediction and tries to prove it’s possible lmao.

Anyway hope you like it

- Celina

#yandere #yandere x reader #Yandere rottmnt #ROTTMNT #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #Tmnt 2018 #Tmnt #rise of the Tmnt #Mikey #Leo #Donnie #raph #Yandere Tmnt

[mini-sae]

The assistant :

Homelander ?

- What ? - He snaps to Ashley.

- What do you think about this new scenario ?

Homelander rolls his eyes before throwing a dirty look at the three idiots sitting in front of him.

- I don't give a fuck.

Right after leaving the office, he checks his phone for the hundredth time in twenty minutes.

For the simple reason that you should have come to Vought twenty minutes ago. Like every morning since three months.

In the last three months, not once you were late. Not once. You were always right on time.

That's one of the many things that made you a pretty decent assistant. That's why you lasted so long.

When he first saw you, he thought that you were probably like all the ones before you. Just waiting the opportunity to raise higher in Vought.

But you didn't seem interested. Sometimes, he tested you with questions and " opportunities ". You were his first assistant to be skittish about it.

All of the assistants he had were afraid to be alone in a room with him. They preferred to be in a room full of people. Or at least, with people with pretty secured jobs in the company. Any place where the Homelander wouldn't dare to hurt them. As if it could save anyone from him.

But you hated crowded rooms. He hears your hearts racing everytime there is too much people to your liking.

No. You're the most comfortable at your desk, alone.

Or with him.

When you're in his office or in any room where there's only the two of you, your heart is calm. You are calm

Maybe not completely comfortable, because he is Homelander, of course. But you're not afraid. You're not trying to run away from him as fast as you can.

And that absence of fear made you very good at your job.

If you were bad, you should be afraid, but you didn't make any mistakes.

Until now.

The minutes passed and you were still not there.

He decided to call you to fire you. But he'd rather do that face to face. You needed to understand that you blew up your chance at maybe the best job in the world.

His anger rises when he hears your voicemail. You didn't even have the decency to answer.

- Hey Y/N ! You're thirty minutes late, now. I hope everything is fine. I would like to be informed if you can't come to work today.

He used his lightest tone. No need to scare you on the phone.

When you haven't still give any sign of life for two hours, he nearly lost it.

Nothing was in place in his office. He searched for your agenda in your drawers and found a picture of you with a middle aged man. Probably your father.

And most of all, he felt lost. And lonely. He always felt lonely, but you brought something in the office. Some kind of warmth.

So he finally decided to ask someone from the tech room to track your phone.

- Where is she ? - He asks sharply to one of the nerds.

- Her phone is off. But she was here when it last emitted.

He sees a black point. Right on an hospital.

What were you doing in a hospital ?

He felt his heart skip a beat. He was so furious that he didn't consider this possibility.

He flies right away at the hospital and starts to search you. Asks around to doctors and nurses.

It takes him a few minutes to find you.

You were sitting on an hospital bed. A doctor were cleaning various wounds on your face.

- What happened ?

You raised your eyes to him. You looked in shock.

- Homelander ? I'm sorry I couldn't call. My phone is broken.

He takes a look at the destroyed phone on the table, but he couldn't care less about that.

- Again. What happened ?

- Homelander ! It's an honour to meet you. - Says the doctor, with wide eyes.

- Shut the fuck up. Take care of her.

The young fucker was a bit startled but immediatly complied.

Homelander looks at you with a menacing stare.

- I don't like repeating myself.

- A car went into the bus I was in. Everyone is alive, don't worry.

Are you stupid ? Why the fuck should he care about those useless strangers in the bus.

You were hurt. You have cuts all over your face, your neck and your arms. Your hair were a mess. Your eyes were lost and you had a haunted look on your face.

For the first time, he notices how beautiful you are. He noticed your pretty face when you two meet, obviously. But you were a true beauty. A shy and kind creature. Who were not afraid of him.

- I tried to call you. I left you a message. - He said, sitting in the chair in front of you.

- Am I fired ? - You ask nervously.

- No. No, of course not.

It's not like he would have really fired you anyway. He would have taunted you or yell at you. But you were too precious. Too much of a good assistant.

Once the doctor finished his job, the two of you leave the hospital. You were about to take a cab when he stopped you.

- Come in here. It's faster.

He opens his arms and you blush.

- You don't have to. It won't be long to...

- Nonsense. Come here.

He puts his arms around you and lifts you up like you weighted nothing.

He could smell you from real close. And it was heaven for him. Again, he noticed your scent. But not like this.

You were squeezing him so hard that you could have chocked him to death, if he was human.

He landed on the rooftop and went to the elevator. That's only when he released you.

- Thank you. - You say timidly.

- You're welcome. You know, taking the bus is pretty risky. Look at you.

You laughed a little.

- Well, I don't have a car.

He lifts an eyebrow.

- Cars are risky too.

You watch him, a confused look on your face.

- Then how will I come here ?

- I'll come to pick you up. And I'll bring you home.

- You really don't have to.

- I know I don't have to.

He smiles brightly at you and leads you to his office.

For the rest of the day, he kept you by his side. Keeping check of your heartbeat, your breathing and any wounds he could have missed with his x-ray vision.

He refused to let you get up. Every time he needed something, he got it himself or asked to someone else.

He looks at you while you're writing down something. Even now, you were dedicated to your job. Dedicated to him.

And he will make sure to do the same for you.

#homelander #fic #fluff #story #theboys #x reader

[tobiasdrake]

At long last, it's time. The siege has begun.

I'm going to bring this place crashing into the ocean. While on fire.

I hope you got everything out of your miserable unlife that you wanted, Aephorul. Because I remember exactly how I felt that day, and the blood hasn't left my eyes since.

Alright, team. This is it. You know what this is and you know what we're here to do. By the end of today, I want to be holding Aephorul's heart or the nearest desiccated organ left in his rotting skeleton of a body in my bare hand.

Erlina will be waiting for us in there. We're going straight through her and not even looking back.

Let's paint the sky red.

I shouldn't be surprised that Aephorul's idea of a locking mechanism is disgusting. I am, however, impressed with his commitment to the bit. Dude loves his fleshy shit.

Um. Hi? I don't think we've met. Yes, we are here to either liberate or butcher you. Please specify which of the two you would like to order.

One order of butchering coming right up.

*sigh*

You know, I'm starting to develop a love/hate relationship with alchemy. I love it when it's on our side and hate it when it's on theirs.

We don't have time for this.

Goodbye, some dude I've never heard of whose name is probably a Monkey Island reference.

...well. Fuck.

Sure would be nice if there was an alchemist in our midst who didn't abandon me like everyone else and could instead mix up more of that anti-psychic juice. But I guess we'll have to deal.

As tempting as your illusory robot flirtations are, I am currently fueled by far too much homicidal zeal to sleep. The adrenaline coursing through my veins won't let me.

YOU'RE NOT EVEN HERE YOU BASTARD. Shut the fuck up.

...why....

...would that ever be a thing that is happening to me....

What could possibly have occurred in my journey that would result in this taking place? That last one was pretty decent, 7/10, but this is a solid 2. You need to up your psychedelic game, Aephorul because this acid trip just got a lot less convincing.

See? Like that. You dream-vision me into the Humble Boast and send me into the kitchen to see the chef, I expect to see fucking Garl at the cookpot. That would be a potent vision. I might even be inclined to forget how obviously fake it is because I just want to see him again so badly.

Instead, you give me a mole man. Great. Because that's something that's going to win me over and make me want to forget why I came here.

This is the shittiest predatory illusion I've ever been under the influence of. Hall of Illusions, I demand to speak with your manager.

THERE YOU ARE. You better listen the fuck up and listen good because I've got about a dozen--

Hey, wait a second. Serai, isn't this that other guy you wanted us to murder? I guess he transferred departments after finishing up with Repine, and now he has a new job. That he fucking sucks at.

You should believe her. We're kind of on a streak in the blood vengeance department.

By the way, body covered in eyes? Not a great choice. You've riddled yourself with vulnerable spots. You're basically giving her a whole mess of options for what to stab.

Yeah, just like that. That's exactly what I'm talking about.

That one looks like it hurt. I didn't think a face consisting solely of a gigantic eye wouldn't be capable of pulling off the "OH GOD MY TESTES" face but there it is.

He's trying so hard to save face and not look like he's fleeing for his life while whimpering because he just got stabbed in the junk.

Oh, you've got fanboys with glowsticks now. Yep, that'll do it. Sure to keep you safe. You've definitely--

Oh no, your useless trash goblins all died unexpectedly. It is a mystery.

By the way, you probably shouldn't have kept your eyes on me because--

AGAIN! I KNOW! Man, she's really got it out for you.

This is the most fun I've ever had filing a complaint.

The "I'm going to go get my big brother to beat you up" energy going on right now is amazing. Delivered in the smuggest possible tone.

The new bodyguards are nice, they look tougher than the last, but they don't exactly protect you from....

...that. They don't exactly protect you from that.

You gonna suck it up and take your-- and he's running again.

This wasn't quite what I was expecting when I stormed in here to commit a murder but honestly, I'm so glad I was here for this.

#sea of stars #drake plays sea of stars

[nugulover69]

Dr Pac Man vs Ex-aid & Ghost movie livewatch notes (ex-aid spoilers. spoilers for other shows too probably)

-Holy shit Tanahashi

-Ah this is pre-looney tunes Kuroto I see

-Should mention that I’ve never seen Ghost and all I know abt Takeru is that he has died several times prior to this. good on him for getting an education tho

-Oh shit he’s friends with a monk that’s rad

-"People bitten by the pacmen are developing symptoms of high fever" guess you could say. that they got. pacman fever

-The Pacmen @ Takeru: grrrrr fuck this guy in particular no more henshin belt for you

-Hiiro's dad is so useless love him

-Monk dude laughing at Poppy's name and no one reacting. it's a silly name guys he's right to giggle abt it

-Iconic lines in cinema

-Heyyyy pre-character development Taiga, missed you ice king <3

-Takeru very correct abt how incredible Emu's patience is. a teenager mouths off to me i'm turning them into a pretzel

-Feel like that's surprising regardless of profession Emu

-DON'T GIVE KUROTO ANY POWERFUL DEVICES DANGER DANGER DANGER

-Sorry abt your rider transformation impotence cop man

-The baddie's whole deal is directly tied into Emu birthing Parad lmao???

-Takeru and his lady friend have been bugged. sad. also a pair of additional twinks are just Here now

-Weirdly loud and echo-y ADR grunting going on

-KIRIYA JUMPSCARE

-Takeru's powers coming back bc he believed in himself hard enough. just like parappa the rapper

-A moment of appreciation for Hiroki Iijima's crooked teeth

-These henshin belts talk too much like shut UPPPPP

-This shit must overstimulating as fuck to kids. so much noise and bright lights good god

-Pacman is Fucking Dead

-Quit flirting on the job you two

-Emu being hysterical bc he couldn't save one teenager oh yeah you def have not endured the Horrors yet huh buddy

-"I believe there's a special power dwelling inside Emu" yeah its a 6 ft grown ass man dressed like a rave clown marinating in his boy womb

-Is Akari Takeru's like. girlfriend or sister or really good friend bc I cannot tell

-Takeru also spending a lot of this movie grunting in pain and falling over. i assume that's accurate to how he is in his own show

-SOUTOU EXCITE EXCITE TAKANARU EXCITE EXCITE KOKORO GA-

-Don't like Wizard's hideous pink pants

-TANAHASHI DID THE SLINGBLADE TO A COP THIS MOVIE RULES ACTUALLY

-FRUIT SAMURAI IS HERE NOW

-Aw Drive's belt is a lil guy that's cute

-Love that Gaim showed up already in his suit. was his non-suit actor sick that day of shooting or what

-Ridiculous group of individuals right here

-"BANANA AU LAIT" real attack name

-Think I watched a porno like this once. less special effects but just as much non-consensual penetration

-Parad violating Emu's mind exhibit #587

-Emu once again having more chemistry with a guy not in his own show. Emu should have given him mouth-to-mouth here actually

-DRIVE KNOCKED UP SOMEBODY???????

-Surprise Hiiro cake watch! Very pretty cake!

-ALL OF EX-AID WAS PACMAN'S FAULT CONFIRMED

Closing thots: I had fun watching this! I probably would have enjoyed it a lil more if I knew anything abt Ghost or the other riders, but thankfully this was mostly an ex-aid movie ft. others so it didn't dampen the viewing experience all that much. I liked seeing Tanahashi for the whole 2 minutes of screentime he got, the slingblade to Drive was sick as fuck. Plentiful Emu ryona as well; slightly less graphic than when Asakura shoved light tube glass into his eyeballs but still pretty brutal! And hot! What else uhhh the actor playing Takeru is really handsome in a slightly off putting way. His suit is kinda uggo tho, shame.

7/10 pacman died for our sins

#ck rambles #kamen rider ex-aid #movie livewatch notes #kiriya is so Gender btw. unfathomable amounts of tboy swag

[thedawningofthehour]

What would happen if Draxum and Galois and Cassandra plan actually succeeded? All of most of humanity is mutated , what would happen world wide and family wise? Would there be a war between Yokai and Mutants or would there be a civil war or an uneasy truce? What would happen to Hamatos?

I mean, their plan is kind of doomed to fail, since Draxum is missing a few key details, but let's just say magic and Draxum's plan succeeded without having to make too many compromises.

For one, oh my god population issues. I could write a whole fucking novel on the effect drastically reducing the number of people on the planet will have. To be fair they do have plans to handle that-Galois's work is actually much less weapons of mass destruction and more about sustainable food production, communications, and breaking down all the bullshit of the old world and repurposing it for rebuilding in an environmentally-friendly, civilian-conscious way. (walkable cities, yo) Draxum also doesn't plan to take over the entire planet at once, he does plan to have functional and surplus-producing colonies before expanding. Like, he'll take over New York and have that well on its way to the green city paradise he's envisioning before moving onto Jersey, so those people don't just starve while they're restructuring. But likely people would end up migrating en masse to the cities Draxum prioritizes for rebuilding and large swathes of land would end up reclaimed by nature, especially after Galois swoops in and reclaims everything man-made for its resources. So a lot of suburbs, smaller cities, and Vegas will all die off.

Also, Draxum plans to prioritize children for mutation, which...granted, won't be an eternal problem, but it will definitely be a wrinkle in the early days. His 'side' will have a lot of functionally useless mouths to feed and protect, and Draxum is going to need a lot of caretakers and educators for them. Who will also only be needed for a decade or two, then they'll be out of a job. If anyone's played city builders before, you'll know what I'm talking about with having to cater to baby booms and then having a bunch of empty schools and childcare facilities as the population ages. Granted, yes, then he'll have a large population of educated mutant young adults who are very loyal to his regime, so it will be worth it if he pulls it off, but it's not going to be a popular decision in the early days.

Also eventually these mutants are going to get old and die-they'll live much longer than humans, but they won't be immortal. And most first-gen mutants are left sterile, so...they aren't going to be making enough babies to replace themselves. So that's gonna be another population collapse right there. Unless they attack it with a really aggressive breeding program and encourage the few fertile mutants to pop out kids like nobody's business. (oh god, I can just imagine all the 'it's your civic duty to fuck!' propaganda)

(I've also thought that maybe Draxum allows some humans to live unmutated but like...banishes them to Australia)

As for Draxum's socialist empire-honestly, I think it would actually work out in the short term. His and Galois's work, magic, the unused land and more sustainable infrastructure-I mean, I'll give him credit, he does have plans for how he's going to meet his people's basic needs. And he doesn't plan on going full socialism, he knows he doesn't really understand government or economy as much as he knows science, so aside from putting some measures in place to depower people like Big Mama and the Council he'll probably let people decide for themselves what they want and let shit develop organically. He wants to provide everyone with food, water, and shelter, and ensure they have access to free healthcare and education. In his mind, he's providing the building blocks for a utopian society that he knows he won't live to see the height of. (I still don't know why I chose to make Draxum a socialist, but like...I feel like it really fits)

There would be an eventual breakdown though. The Yokai have little social division and in-fighting because...well, one, they're an amalgam of different social structures who had to break themselves down to assimilate into the Hidden City, so most of their social groups have only really existed in their current form for a few generations, but also because the Yokai feel united by one thing-the threat of the humans.

So if the humans are all dead or Australian, what do they have left? Oh, at first they'll be busy with the rebuilding, the memories of the war and its dead still fresh in their minds, but that'll fade. Some social classes will gain power over others-not necessarily the ones that had power in the old world, but they certainly would have had a head start. But the new world will be built, people will settle in and get bored, and the generation that remembers the bloodshed will eventually die off.

Combine that with the mutant population collapse. Before, while the Yokai definitely felt superior to the mutants, there would be potentially billions of them and only a few million Yokai, at most. As the mutants die off-sure, they would still outnumber the Yokai, but to a far less degree, and the Yokai would have more experience with magic, more wealth and power to build off of, more family bonds. Yadda yadda. There would definitely be some sort of division, with first-gen mutants and everyone descended from Draxum mutants being considered a lower class than 'pure' Yokai. This could result in enslaving, another round of ethnic cleansing, and around and around we go on the war machine. This wouldn't happen for a while though, and considering Draxum is already pretty old he probably wouldn't live to see it. He'd die thinking he succeeded in creating his perfect egalitarian society.

As for the fam, Draxum is really expecting them not to survive the war. He knows they won't side with him and believes that the humans will never accept them on theirs, so they'll end up dead one way or another. He won't kill them-he considers that to be Donatello's final request, and thinks he owes it to him to honor it. But ultimately he can't save them if they don't want to be saved. (also he does feel something for his creations, and they were his very first sapient mutants-plus he's probably still half in love with Lou)

If they did somehow manage to survive...let's see, what can I answer without giving future plot details away...

Ultimately, I think he'd have to send them away. Maybe not to Australia, but definitely away from New York, or wherever he plans on making the capital of his new empire. (probably New York) He'd relocate them halfway across the world and do some political bullshit to keep their voices suppressed, both so people don't find out what he did and so Galois doesn't pay attention to them.

He's not too terribly concerned about this though. His main goal is for Galois to live in a better world, one that respects him and sees him for what he is. As long as there's that, he'll still consider what he did a success no matter what else happens.

#this was another novel sorry #this was a good distraction though i'm honestly having a REALLY bad day depressionwise #like i played powerwash simulator earlier #i could not disengage enough to engage in fucking powerwash simulator #doth #doth asks #baron draxum

[craycraybluejay]

Just finished the s15 spn finale for the first time... I don't cry like at all, but oh man, I sobbed and whimpered like a little kid. My heart hurts, my tummy hurts, my head hurts from emotion. That was. Ow. You think it'd hit less after putting it off for like two years? No way in hell. Fuckin tear tracks on my neck and chin. Sticky.

The.

The part where Sam goes on. I couldn't do that if my brother died. I'd kill myself. That's the thing you know. I think the younger is always more resilient, stronger. The younger always shows more emotion, but the older feels things just as deeply, if not more. But it's an older brothers job to be the strong one, more stoic. Sam survived Dean's death, with much on-screen grief agony. I don't think Dean would survive Sam's. But they met in heaven. God I wish something like that was real, that people you love weren't really gone when they're gone. I'm terrified with the idea of those few that I love dying before me. But its always the sibling, man. God I'm not normal about this. I want to run shaking into my own siblings arms just bc I know they would comfort me. Just bc I want to remind myself it's just a show, my own humans are alive, everything is OK. But how could it be ok? I watched through 15 seasons of so much pain and love. Cas confessed his love to Dean when he died, but when Dean died he told his love to Sam. As if the man didn't already know. As if they hadn't risked everything to save each other over and over. As if Dean didn't spend his entire life protecting his Sammy. God. Fuck. Thinking about it just makes me wanna cry again it's hard to put my emotions into the right words to fully say what I mean, you know? Say it without sounding downright mad. Or like. Sick in the head. How could you put it under useless words. It is love. It is powerful. It means everything. It's agony. It's life, and death, and the refusal to give up on it and each other. It's blood, and sweat, and watching the person you love most in the world suffer over and over again. I know what that's like. I live that. I tried to get away, to avoid being part of that. But as it turns out I'd a hundred times rather be in hell and try to save someone I love and watch them hurt than be away from that person. That I always have been able to take a good hard beating for that person but wanted to rip my insides outside of myself to witness it happen to them instead. I... I need to hug just that person. I want to go home. That person is home. I want to protect, and care, and give. Fuck man. I'm gonna be fucked up over this for days.

#spn finale #personal #mildly venty #sad rambles #spn #spn season 15 #sam and dean #forever and ever #saving people hunting things #supernatural finale #me being insane about shit #*wailing* #sobbing screaming crying #m not gonna sleep till i can call #fuck sleep i need assurance that ur alive and happy and taking care of yourself #not in a romantic way #but can you crawl inside my ribs #ow my heart #my poor heart #being a little bitch over spn again #imagine how fucking insane i would be if i had a mom or dad #take every opportunity to cry into her lap or something ;_; #maybe its best i dont have very many people in my corner #i feel things strongly. painfully. i dont know what id do with myself with such an abundance of love #im all sweaty and my eyes hurt urgh #delete later #for reals #im too real rn #my ass dean coded as hell its in my dna #and now i need a cigarette

[reddieandwaiting87]

Top 5 times Misha ruined supernatural

Wow that's a great one @chiazu thank you!!

I mean I could just say by being himself and ugly but you said top 5 so here goes.

I will try and make this all Misha and not Asstiel moments.

Top 5 times Misha ruined Supernatural.

1.) Sucking up to Singer. Alot of things I will mention here is due to the fact Misha sucked up to Singer and became his little pet. Eye bags is smart and knows whose ass to kiss.

2.) Staying WELL over his time. Asstiel never should have came out of that lake in S7. But again friends with Singer, so when Sera fucked up the budget and Singer got more control of course eye bags comes back. And Misha says yes because again he knows he will NEVER get a gig like SPN again.

3.) Forcing his way into photoshoots. Again cause he was friends with Singer (and took a pay cut cause the man is just an attention whore and cares more about being seen then money.) He gets to be the 3rd wheel and stick out like an ugly sore thumb off the show now as well as on it. Also then his fans think he is a lead. Lol no.

4.) Taking away from Mark.S finally SPN scene/Crowley dying. I think this was more Singer/Dabb giving Mark.S a big fuck you. Just like taking him out of the bloopers in S12. For daring to point somethings out to them. But I'm sure Misha really had to be forced into getting attention too. Having Asstiel die in a lame way isn't a bad thing. I mean it's what his character deserves but to do it right after Crowley and when we all knew Asstiel would be back yeah. Fuck Singer and Misha for that one. They would rather piss off one of the few good actors on the show and keep the useless dead weight cause one sucks up to them while other who can act btw dares to say something.

5.) Now the show is over instead of being thankful and showing appreciation to the show that put up with his talentless ass. Eye bags forever the classy good looking man he is. Wants attention and pandering to shippers only does so much. So now he wants everyone to believe he was picked on and he had a smaller trailer then J2.

Well duh you fucking cunt, your an over the hill bad actor, side character. While they are the stars of the fucking show. You wouldn't have a job without them. Remember you didn't have a job for over a year without them? Singer go only do so much for you.

And that he didn't enjoy working on the show. While not outright saying J2 where Jerks to him (cause he still needs to let on to Cockley cunts he and Jensen are BFFs in RL.) But hinting enough to get sympathy and make J2/SPN look bad.

He can't even lie convincingly because if the show was that bad and the environment so awful. Why come back after S7? Why take a pay cut to stay on? Why cry like a bitch when you found out J2 wanted to move on?

I know you said 5 things which I did but you can't mention Misha ruining Supernatural and not mention the worst ship ever.

Bonus mention!!!!

Another way Misha ruined the show and the fandom was Destiel.

While yes Misha didn't come up with it and there is nothing wrong with ships and shipping. Fuck every show/Movie we watch or book we read we all ship something. Some don't even make sense or aren't canon cause thats the beauty of shipping.

Unless you are a loser that tries to make fake ships canon and then cry queer bait and how everyone is homophobic for not shipping you ship. Get a life no one likes you. Just FYI 🤪

But Misha ever the loser and attention whore. Has made the Destiel ship and Destiehellers one of the most entitled loud bunch of unlikeable cry babies ever to exist in a fandom and thats saying alot.

So thats why it gets a special message. XD

In short Misha is gross inside and out and seeing less of him is amazing.

Thank you for the ask anon. That was fun.

If anymore has anymore send them my way.

#ask games #anti-Misha #anti-Destiel #Destiehellers

[mysticstarlightduck]

Its Blursday! You hand the OC of your choice $1 million dollars (or the equivalent in your/their world!), what do they spend it on?

Happy Blorbo Blursday! Thank you for the Ask @writernopal!

You hand the OC of your choice $1 million dollars (or the equivalent in your/their world!), what do they spend it on?

Raelen - She'd likely spend at least some of her newfound money on chocolate snacks, but only some of it. Afterward, she'd probably save most of it, and use her money to fund the reconstruction of the Ancient Archives for the Mageborn scrolls.

Azra - He'd pamper his dragon with a saddle made of diamonds and pearls because Mystral (his dragon) likes to look majestic. Then, Azra would probably use the rest of the money to help Kestrall rebuild in the aftermath of the Siege and the wars.

Julyan - That boy would hoard that money with his life, "my precious" (from LOTR) style. Not because he is selfish, but because he is very self-conscious and anxious about money, and probably hasn't seen that amount of money in his wildest dreams. He'd continue living his life as he always had because he'd be scared to spend the money.

Vallerius - Continent-wide trip across Agrannor, here he comes, baby! He'd spend a year traveling across the continent in the finest places it could offer. He'd end up penniless shortly after his trip is done - that boy was born noble and never really learned how to handle money (much less the concept of savings) - but he'd say it was worth it.

Luciya - The most chaotic shopping spree in the world. I'm talking full-on deranged impulse buying. She'd come home with a cart of the weirdest candy known to man, the tackiest clothes in existence, and the most useless dagger set ever - no money, no purse, and no sanity in sight. Of course, she'd also rescue some animals from crooked merchants, but not normal ones, I'm talking about a giant winged serpent from the Scarp and a suspiciously looking Hook-Eye mountain cat from Ergyre, and be like "Hey, Fabian! Meet our new pets! Aren't they the cutest? They bite". Fabian promptly transcends onto the great beyond once he realizes how she spent their money so quickly.

Innara - Buys some of the most dangerous alchemical elixirs and potions in the world, chooses the sharpest gold-plated dagger (just out of spite), and beelines it back to her home kingdom. Once she is there, she bribes the nobility who betrayed her to be by her side, like "Hey, Great-Uncle! I'm back, thought I was dead huh? Maybe stop poisoning my dad by any chance? No? Okay then", and kills the bastard (her corrupt Great Uncle) by blowing him up to smithereens with the potions she brought. Then she gives the rest of the money to the kingdom and enjoys the chance of spending a month as a pampered princess in her own court before she gets bored and goes to find some adventure.

Lukan - Promptly loses it all on a betting game at a shady tavern, gets blackout drunk, passes out, and wakes up at home with zero recollection of how he got there or how he lost the money in the first place. Mourns the loss of his 1M bounty for two seconds before moving on with his life like its just another Tuesday.

Tanwin - Buys books, lots of books, endless books, and locks himself up in his room for a month to read them all, then emerges from the experience with still almost 500.000 gold to spare.

How Tanwin's interaction at the library would likely go: Book Store Clerk: Okay, how many books do you want? Tanwin (dead serious): Yes. Book Store Clerk: But how many? Tanwin (pulls a dagger): Just Yes. Book Store Clerk (filling up boxes and boxes of books immediately): Okay then! (Silently to themselves:) Why did I get this job, should've stayed on the farm, but nooo... Now I got to deal with this fucking guy.

Bryn: STRAWBERRY SMOOTHIES. Strawberry cupcakes, strawberry pies, everything strawberry that 1M can buy. Also, he'd take Cirien on a tour of a florist shop because Cirien likes to see the exotic flowers and carnivorous plants.

Sybil: Would get Morwan to join her in the most unhinged drinking game and tavern crawl in history. Two hours in, they'd be at least halfway through 1M, without even realizing it, because Sybil likes gambling and so does Morwan.

Emryc: Would get a puppy. He wouldn't even buy the puppy, he'd just pick up a random stray dog from the street and use the fact that he is now a millionaire as a bargaining chip to get his friends to let him keep a random - likely magical or cursed - dog in the fortress. And it's not even a cute regular dog either, it's the most mutated, weird, cursed dog-like thing ever. No one is sure it's even really a dog, or a cat, or anything for that matter. Lilo & Stitch style.

(Emryc) "I have 1M gold, I can do whatever I want." (Ansell) "That... dog, has three heads. And I think another head is spawning, oh my gods -" (Emryc) "I know! Isn't he the goodest boy?" (Ansell) "He bit me!" (Emryc) "As he should." (Ansell, walking away) "That's it. Hey, Ellinor, get Yuna, we're moving back to your Dad's place, come on."

Nethen: Would be the most obnoxiously meticulous person ever. He'd awaken his inner accountant, and be proud of it. He'd know exactly how much each coin weighs and costs and how much it is worth in each province of the kingdom. And end up not spending a dime.

Nadinne: Would spend her 1M creating an exact, working replica ship of The Fearless (her aunt's ship which was sunk by pirate Captain Vulfric when Nadinne was a kid), and get a talented crew, so that she can finally sail the seas on her own terms like she always dreamed of.

#writers #writeblr #writing #my characters #my wips #writerblr #my writing #character writing #writers on tumblr

[harinawa]

[dmw] the magefolks of the kosmos

“Wena’s a witch, Seal her lips with a stitch Shara’s a sorceress, Pluck her eyes out and she’s useless, Wando’s a warlock, serve him tea with hemlock. Abel’s an alchemist Cut off his nose and nothing’s amiss Aiden’s the strangest Swords won’t hurt him at their sharpest So the mad king screams, ‘off with your head, off with your head!"

— A Popular Magefolk Children's Nursery Rhyme

This post is a brief overview of the history and systems of the Magefolks living in the Kosmos from my WIP Dead Man Walking. Might get long and winding, with themes of war and violence. Thread carefully.

I. History

Magic has always existed in the ancient empire. The most potent of it can be manipulated by mere words, which was believed to be the reason why angels walked and lived in this particular world. However, because of a particularly grueling series of events, angels no longer existed in Kosmos. It was not even an empire anymore.

However, magic remained, and the people who could use them are called magefolks.

II. Different Kinds of Magefolks

Witches - what differentiates witches is their connection to nature and their affiliation to magic manifests by words or by the ancient tongue, interacting with the elements of the kosmos to produce desired effects.

Warlocks - warlocks obtain power from an object of interest, called tangi. Objects like these may vary, and the power they manifest as can also be different. Some warlocks particularly believe that the most powerful tangi are the relics left behind by angels.

Sorcerer / Sorceress - those who practice sorcery deal with visions, imagery, illusions, and glamour. Often their power is wielded to deceive, not particularly with bad intentions, and to hide.

Alchemists - none in magefolk kind are as akin to curiosity as alchemists, who live in constant research. They deal with the physical nature, often through the help of gems, stones, and the like.

III. Structures and Organizations

There are three different types of magefolk structures scattered throughout the three kingdoms;

A coven is a group of magefolk with members ranging from four to less than fifteen, unrelated by blood but bound by magic. This used to be exclusive to witches but not anymore.

A clan is more of an extended family of magefolk. One of the known clans in the magefolk communities are the Asterias, who led the campaign against magefolk exploitation and the main reason why Valhalle won the war against Lurez during the Great Blue War (called as such because it happened at sea).

A guild is a larger organization, sometimes composed of different covens and clans. It's more like a company, ensuring its members have jobs, quests, or commissions. Usually, guilds have certain requirements, such as formal education, before accepting one as a member.

IV. Formal Education

There is only one known formal school for education on magefolk studies in the entire Kosmos, called the Magisterium. Not all magefolks need to study, but modern ones put emphasis on its importance. The Magisterium teaches a lot of courses such as but not limited to Arithmetics, Language, the Modern Mage, Medicine, etc.

From the Writer's Desk:

One of the absolute joys of writing fantasy novels (well at least for me) is coming up with the history and boy did I have a lot of fun with that one.

Coming up with the term 'magefolk' was a surprise because I honestly didn't know what to call when there were so many of their kind, and it was tiring to repeat the same nouns in multiple paragraphs so I said fuck it I'm making my own collective noun.

I didn't really think much about this when I was making the plot, it all just kept rolling out naturally... I even forgot why there were other kinds when the focus of the story is just a witch but... I don't know, I think I just wanted to be open to possibilities? Haha.

Did I write a spin-off in a different timeline and Harry Potter-d my way about the Magisterium? Nope, of course not. Does it currently have a rough outline and characters? No, it definitely doesn't. With class syllabus included? The answer is, of course, no.

Taglist [please ask/dm to be added/removed!]:

@inkingfireplace // @memento-morri-writes // @zonnemaagd // @mary-is-writing // @creepypyromancer // @kahvilahuhut

#dmw #wip #my wip #writing #writeblr #cw violence #cw war mention

[docholligay]

For what it's worth, the traits that make you mean and snappy sometimes are traits I admire about you, even if they cause you trouble in moments like these.

Oh yeah, I definitely am not sitting here thinking I'm a useless sack of shit or something--I save THOSE for feelings for losing my headphones (!!!!) and leaving my fucking vintage sweater on a train in the UK (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH lost forever I'm so mad STILL at myself). I have some gifts, and some, uh, less gifts, and while I continue to work on myself, I am, sometimes, going to fail. I know that.

Hilariously, I came home and told my mom the whole story, upset and frustrated with myself, and she related a story from that same day where she was frustrated and angry with herself for NOT popping off, for being an appeaser instead of standing up. We ended up laughing about "Oh if only we could have switched bodies in the moment!" I am GREAT at being the confronter, great at laying it down. I am pretty much the heavy when one is needed. I've confronted dudes in bars, I've asked people to shut their music off, I just have that certain quality of aggression and shamelessness that the world can hate all it wants but sometimes I'm needed.

BUT, I can hold that, and like myself, and appreciate that I can be very brave, and honest, and all that shit, and also be like "goddamnit I wish I were a more peaceful person by nature"

A lot of what frustrated me was I WAS SO CLOSE TO DOING A GOOD JOB. It was defeat snatched from the jaws of victory, and I won't get that moment back, and I'm so fucking annoyed that I couldn't keep it going JUST a little longer. I try not to keep rethinking it because it's unhelpful, but MAN, I was being patient and understanding and really using reflective statements to make her feel heard and then I just...the timer on my "Doc is willing to take some bullshit for the greater good" alarm went off, and I FLUBBED IT. It was like losing my half to mike by a handful of seconds, I could have screamed or cried because I knew it happened the moment I did it. I failed myself as much as anything, and I failed a way she could have thought about things, and while I was really upset about it last night, in the clear light of day, it's just a lesson.

And, you know what? I kept that calm, kind, reflective conversation for a lot longer than I would have been able to in the past! So, I mean, victories were had, too. I'm a work in progress, and progress is not perfection.

[anthonysstupiddailyblog]

Anthony's Stupid Daily Blog (753): Tue 9th Apr 2024

I slept in until the unheard of time of 12:30 today which is fucking insane. Seriously, I consulted various time experts and they told me they had never even heard of 12:30 before. To be fair I have been getting up half an hour early for this last run of shifts since I've started using a pedal bike to get to work after I could take no more of the motorbike so maybe that explains why I've been hitting the sack considerably earlier and sleeping in a lot later. I sometimes wonder if I would prefer going back to doing a nine to five job five days a week as this would ensure a much better sleeping pattern but I can't deny having three days off a week is pretty fucking sweet as it gives me a lot more time to waste at home watching the same YouTube videos over and over again. Well today at least I didn't spend all day pissing around on Youtube, I started reading Philip K Dick's second novel Voices From The Street and I'm already loving it. A man named Stuart Hadley has a really good and some would say enviable life, a beautiful wife, a steady job and a nice house but there's something in him telling him that he hasn't found the missing piece of the puzzle that is his life but he can't for the life of him figure out what it may be. His is insanely jealous of those who have found religion, a political allegiance or guidance in the form of philosophy as they must feel as though they have found that missing piece. I certainly empathise with this character as for a while now I've been looking for that missing piece in my life but until Hadley I know what that missing piece is as I am desperate to return to Jiu Jitsu but can't at the moment because of this useless fucking neck of mine that just won't heal. This book, like Dick's previous novel Gather Yourselves Together feels very Kafkaesque but because DIck wouldn't start writing science fiction novels until a few books into his career Voice From The Street still feels like it could take place in the real world. I can't wait to see where it goes and thanks to my ambient music playlist I can now read for much longer without worrying about distractions. Later on I heard that Hollyoaks is going from five episode a week down to three! But if I don't have an outlet for all the bollocks in my head for the other two days a week then I'll have to go back to fucking therapy! I hate to say it but this cast cull & going down to 3 eps a week might be the beginning of the end. The show's seen a decline in popularity since they took focus off young people & putting episodes online before they go on TV has given people less reasons to tune in. I think the makers of the show got complacent a long time ago because they figured their core audience would watch no matter what but they couldn't have predicted how the world would change and give their audience so many reasons to do something else

[thedragonchilde]

G Gundam meta notes part six, eps 34-38:

"Showdown! Bursting Machinegun Punch"

-George seems so much shallower then the others when you put it that way. I'll have to pay extra attention to him in coming eps because he's more of an enigma than he seems

-Chibodee actually seems really anguished about this, dang

-that's,,, suggestive

-"better than he's ever been"

-"and most of all, it's for you"

-"you sure know how to make me happy"

-"CHIBODEE HAS LIT A FIRE IN DOMON'S SOUL"

-oh my god everything out of their mouths at this point, I can't keep up with listing every quote they're coming so fast

-oooh, that fade in, did Chibs actually get knocked out for a few seconds?? Concussion check!

-"I can feel your dream"

-"your hunger ignited a fire within me"

-you can practically see the shoujo bubbles, seriously, check the soft focus - and Domon is such an encouraging friend! It's so sweet, even if you're not a useless queer like me. In fact, it's a nice callback to their original faceoff! (And literally supportive too, even; I do love a good 'leaning on/propping up your teammate')

"A Knights' Pride! Gundam Rose Stolen"

-George, that's a little gay

-"the Gundam Fight is not a sport" that's,,, hm. Certainly not how they seem to treat it. Interesting highlight of the difference between the fighters and the politicos

-'knight' is a wildly anachronistic position, but there's something up here, as he clearly has some hangups about his worth tied up in fighting and country and,,,

-"just this once I want to fight for myself" ooooh this has such juicy implications! (A gilded cage corollary to Argo, re: fighting as freedom?)

-even at his most passionate he's still… restrained? That's not quite the right word. But like he almost doesn't know how to let himself go, even when he's clearly already gone

-"I've been devoutly loyal to x all my life (at the expense of my sense of self) but now I wanna do something for me" is so good

"Sai Saici's New Attack! Blazing Dragon Gundam"

-Rain is so insecure about her place in Domon's life among fighters, and that's interesting, but she was never threatened before Allenby, which is understandable but somewhat less interesting

-okay Wong almost made that sound like he's somehow in on Master being sick

-man, Zuisen and Keiun keep underestimating Sai. Like, nice job breaking it hero

-I feel bad about not having much to say, but a lot is already said, I think. There's probably some cool stuff to be said about Asian solidarity by someone more knowledgeable than me though. But like. These are really bros and I love it. Need more of this dynamic tbh

"Domon vs. Argo! Charging Bolt Gundam"

-you don't always get to notice it, but Argo's eyes are such a pretty icy blue

-oh, it's "us" now, is it, Nastasha?

-I'm struggling with words on this one, and it might be because I've screamed over it too many times over the years (esp about things like how fucked up the hologram is, or The Date), like I feel I'm repeating myself

-or that I'm just wordlessly screaming at Argo and Nastasha because I fucking love them

-ARGO THAT SHOUT WAS DOWNRIGHT MUSICAL

-GET HIM, MASTER

-"Argo, you're awesome" :)

-"one x for the both of us" is SO GOOD, YOU GUYS

-"your fists have shown me the light to my soul" sounds kind of goofy but this situation is actually a really cool application of 'communicating with your fists' - Argo being someone who shows himself to be so respectful of life is incongruent with the incident the way Andrew remembers it, so the reality of current actions fills in the blanks of the past. This probably isn't coming out right.

"The Ultimate Attack! Duel With Master Asia"

-it's only a split second, but Argo has a nice butt

-way to give the viewer whiplash re: Domon - show him being a jerk to Rain, then follow it with him being adorable with Fuunsaiki

-,,,he communicates with the horse better than he does with Rain

-I don't know what that says about him but it's fuel for the autistic headcanon

-oh wow, Master Asia can actually get injured?

-oooh, motive rant! And in case we forgot about the crapsack world setup from the early episodes, y'know, more fuel for the anti-war environmentalist fire

-"the one thing I never taught you",,, and then proceeds to not teach him before asking him to do it. Unless they handwaved/skipped that part for us

-the horse gets a suit-up!

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