Tumgik
#rhymes aren't crimes
tutterypuff · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
also, everyone is talking about how Simon has this huge capacity for empathy this this and that about how empathy is so integral to his character as if this guy didn't just spend the first two episodes of this show torturing a goose to death
975 notes · View notes
ultfreakme · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
“Those who support apartheid and Jewish supremacy will find the egalitarian chant objectionable,” Sultany, a Palestinian citizen of Israel, told Al Jazeera
“It’s important to remember this chant is in English and it doesn’t rhyme in Arabic, it is used in demonstrations in Western countries,” he said. “The controversy has been fabricated to prevent solidarity in the West with the Palestinians.”- Al Jazeera
Link to article
This chant is for non-Palestinians and English speakers to use and understand. It's about the Jordan River and the Mediterranean Sea and wanting their home to be their again. Palestinians aren't the ones committing war crimes and forcing people out of their homes. All they ask for, is the freedom to live and Israel refuses to even grant that as they stomp on their homes, on their land and waters.
337 notes · View notes
Text
late night talks
oneshot summary: insecurities are brought up one night, a much needed talk, because you both have a hard time talking to one another.
content warnings: mentions of insecurity
fandom: the punisher
character: frank castle x reader
gender neutral reader
Tumblr media
It's a cold night, and it made you worry about what bitter cold Frank had felt when he was out there fighting crime as you patch him up. The rain pounding against the windowsill, the way that the thunder sounds similar to the tension you feel in your head. You dab at the various cuts that Frank has, him only slightly wincing, as the both of you sit in silence in your shared apartment. There is still some wet shine to his hair, even after he attempted drying it with some towels.
But his injuries were more serious than the wet drops on the couch as you made him sit down to help the patching up. You bite your lip, worried you wouldn't be able to do the stiches correctly. You wince when Frank winces, but he fleets his fingers over your wrist soothingly, letting you know that it's all good, and you feel bad. You were supposed to comfort him after his vigilante fights, and all of a sudden the self destructive thoughts were crowding your mind.
"There." You murmur, rubbing your hand over the ends of the stich, hoping it wouldn't come undone. You take the first aid kit back to the bathroom, and walk back to the living area, where you continue to fix up anything that was strewed. You throw yourself into the work to try and put the insecurities at bay, where you start to feel as if you're not worth his time, considering he was putting his energy into trying to better the world. You feel as if you were only holding yourself afloat, unable to put the same energy into the world.
"Thanks sweetheart, for the help." He gives you a soft look, head tilting to the side. He notes your cleaning as your worry response, wondering what was going through your mind. When you get close enough for him to grab your wrist, he does just that. He pulls you close to him, mindful of the stitching you just did, making sure you were comfortable against his side.
He rubs slow circles into the skin where your shirt had rode up, trying to quell the anxiety you were having. Sure, your relationship was fairly new, coming in at around 8 months, but he could pick up on a lot of your mannerisms. He just never quite knew how to address it. He was never quite in touch with his feelings as well, not so much after Maria, but when he met you, he realized he'd have to figure it out. Which he might be able to navigate tonight.
He just had to figure out the correct way to ask you how to help you. Until he's able to ask the question, you both sit in silence as he continues to rub sweet circles into your skin.
In the mean time, you still brew in your own feelings. You aren't sure where your feelings were coming from, but they've been ruminating for the past couple weeks. Insecurities are always bound to pop up, no rhyme or reason for when they show up. Never coming in at a good time either. The last thing you wanted was to have to break down in front of Frank, who arguably needed more comfort for his injuries.
You feel clouded in your mind, barely able to focus on Frank's touch on you. You stare outside at the down pour of rain, focusing on the meaningless insecurities flooding your mind. You aren't one to rely on others for emotional needs, having grown up in a house hold where it was frowned upon to express yourself in a way that was perceived as a nuisance. It made you learned to not rely on others for your emotional needs, to bottle it up. It doesn't mean that you don't want to talk to Frank, you just feel that you would be burdening to him with something he wouldn't want to hear in his time of hurting or to be bothered with your insecurities.
Worried that your feelings would be trivial to talk about, you choose to keep what insecurities inside, always choosing to bottle it up. The worry about not being good enough for Frank, for worrying you won't live up to his expectations of you, has been weighing on your mind a lot lately. What if he didn't think highly of you, what if you were just a stepping stone for the next aspect of his life and he would move on from you? What if he realizes that you simply aren't good enough for him?
It doesn't register to you that you're crying until Frank is wiping the tears from your face as best as he can. This provides him the opportunity to ask you what's wrong, although he feels his heart skip a beat at having waited until you were crying to ask you what was wrong. It's instances like these, he wishes he wasn't so rusty on emotional tending to skills.
"Hey there, what's with the water works, huh?" He asks, adjusting you both so you were now in between his legs, him lying on the arm rest and you still sitting up so he could look in your eyes. He wants to be able to see your face, to be able to see your emotions.
You were taking breath after shuddering breath, trying to get past the lump in your throat before you speak. You try to wipe away tears and you try to avoid Frank's heavy gaze. He stops that though, reaching forward a hand to resume wiping tears, pulling your face to look at him.
"I just can't be good enough for you. I don't know where it's coming from, I just don't feel like I can do enough for you or match where you're at." You go on to repeat a lot of your inner insecurities, feeling lighter with each vulnerable moment that passes. Frank listens in quietness, your ramblings about your insecurities being something he cares about deeply.
"You know, I also feel the same way. Not to overshadow, but I also feel like I'm not enough for you. You're the perfect person for me, and I don't want to ruin what we have, or to scare you away. I want you to know you're not alone in these feelings, but we can lean on each other until they go away." He says, giving you a sweet look. It makes you confused, because you think he's perfect for you. He's attentive for what your needs are, and does his best to meet you where you need him to be.
"You notice that feeling? The one where you want to tell me I'm wrong, that I shouldn't feel this way? That's how I feel when you say that you think you're not good enough for me. I think you are enough for me, and I know insecurities want you to believe otherwise, but they're not true."
He gently maneuvers you to lie on top of him, careful of the wounds he has, but he wraps his arms tightly around you, and you breath in his scent.
"I will always love you, and you will always be enough for me. I will always be enough for you." And that's enough words for the both of you to be taking in at the moment, knowing that the sentiments went both ways. It's all the both of you need.
42 notes · View notes
harlowehearse · 4 months
Text
Candle Cove Head cannons
I have severe brain rot (also some of these might be from the archive account so apologies if you've seen them before). No rhyme or reason to this it's just a bunch of things that came to mind.
-It's a running gag that no one really knows what exactly Horace is? Whether he's really human or not? Even he doesn't seem to know and makes several conflicting statements about it.
-It's also a gag Horace just has no idea how old Janice is. He assumes she's like 3 or 4 or something and doesn't think she can read or anything.
-All of the puppets are made with 4 fingers aside from the abyssian ones who have all 5.
-Abyssians aren't born, they come from and are made from the sand at the bottom of the sea. They don't live forever, just much longer than a human. If they die of age they turn back into sand.
-Janice and Skin-taker sharing a birthday is partially true. Skin-taker does genuinely consider the date his birthday as well because it was the day Poppy killed him and he became what he is now, birthdays and date of deaths are practically the same thing to him.
-Janice and Skin-taker share quite a few other similarities like being the only left handed characters in the show, curiosity being a key character trait, their favorite color both being purple, and just a lot more sprinkled through out the show.
-Janice can be very blunt, is a terrible liar, and her curiosity can easily get the best of her so she'll just blurt out questions as soon as they come.
-Eye contact makes Janice quite uncomfortable (yet another reason why Skin-taker unnerves her so much cuz the guy just stares daggers into your soul).
-After getting really pissed at Horace Janice once threw a rock at and accidentally killed him. Skin-taker brought him back and he was honestly unphased but Janice is still a little messed up and feels guilt over it.
-Janice can get very frustrated or angry, mostly in cases of other characters being mean towards her or her friends (9/10 it's Horace she's mad at).
-Calvary is deaf in his left ear and the whole crew knows sign language. Nathan helped to teach Janice and in return she helped teach him some math stuff she learned from school.
-If she doesn't want to go somewhere, Ms. Laughingstock will just stop dead in her tracks. While not often she and Poppy do butt heads sometimes.
-Revolvers weren't used as weapons in the show until Milo was introduced in season 2.
-Milo was the one to teach Janice how to wield a cutlass ("begrudgingly," he will tell you). Up until that point she just used a slingshot she had from home and a throwing knife Percy taught her how to use.
-Skin-taker's lair resembles a relatively normal living space set up in the cave, and would actually be quite cozy had it not be all made from human remains.
-Skin-taker doesn't hate Poppy because he killed him, he's actually a bit grateful for that because he enjoys being dead, he hates him because Poppy 1) wasted the skin by just throwing it to sharks and 2) Skin-taker sees him as a hypocrite as he has committed crimes just as heinous as Skin-taker, but now goes around with the title "The Honorable Pirate" while sweeping his past under the rug. Plus the guy just gets on his nerves.
-Despite how aloof and cold he seems to regard him Horace is probably the only one (living) Skin-taker would consider a friend.
-Getting new skin isn't the only reason Skin-taker does things, he'll also just do things because he's curious as to the result or he thinks it'd be funny.
-Skin-taker actually really likes wordplay and funny sounding words. Sometimes he'll just say little rhymes and random words out loud to amuse himself. Of course he's also very cryptic sometimes to be purposefully ominous too.
-Though she never appears in person on the show or is mentioned by name, whenever the Red Mary is eluded to or something makes reference to her the music of the show stops, and if you listen closely, you can hear the crackling of a fire in the mix of the background TV static.
-Even though he can't physically smoke Skin-taker has a collection of wooden pipes.
-Sunny has a little cactus collection on the ship that Hans helped her get. Little reminder of home.
-The rubberfishes crew aren't really fond of Skin-taker (they're just as creeped out by him as The Laughingstock crew) but they're all very loyal to and kind of care about Horace so they stick it out for their captain.
-Lillian had light magic and like Horace was a sorcerer of sorts, Talapio was her familiar.
-The Tarantula crews sails were sewn using string Talapio gave them, and because of that you could see them faintly shimmering at night. Some referred to them as "the crew with stars in their sails" because of this.
-You could point at any color, any hue tone shade what have you, and Skin-taker could immediately tell you it's specific name. It's one of the few things about him that are the same from when he was Thade Soben.
-Lillian was genuinely a very goofy, emotional, and fun loving person but being a captain she tried keeping a very calm confident demeanor all the time which then lead her to also being secretly stressed out 24/7. Seeing Thades joy and curiosity for almost everything in Candle Cove helped bring out her sillier side again though.
-No one other than Poppy knows Percy's past on the Tarantula crew as the infamous Prowler Percy and whenever someone goes "Man that prowler percy was so cool I wonder what happened to him" Percy is just "Yeahh haha crazy- let's change the subject" just because he remembering those times hurts too much now and also the NPHC would pay soooooo much money to see Prowler dead.
-One time Poppy gambled Percy in a bet and lost and the crew then spent the whole episode getting into shenanigans trying to get him back.
-There was one episode where Janice and Horace got separated from their crew on a dangerous island and had to very begrudgingly work together to try and get back to them with Janice managing to snag his monocle and holding it hostage so he didn't try any funny business. Even though he did end up betraying her in the end by leaving her on the island (the Laughingstock crew did get her back still) during the episode they actually worked pretty well together and at one point found some common ground, and ever since Horace just seemed a little less hostile towards her, insulted her less, and even seemed to try and lightly deter Skin-taker from her once or twice.
-Susan Siren is actually a menace and does crash ships and kill sailors with her singing she's just loyal to Janice and The Laughingstock crew because Janice freed her from lullaby rock. Girls killed and will do so again.
-Green Gregory is the only other one is Candle Cove aside from Janice who isn't a puppet (in my version I like to think Susan and Nathan are also puppets). It's suggested but never confirmed whether or not he too was once a child who came to Candle Cove long ago.
-Green Gregory knew Skin-taker when he was Thade back when he was a pirate himself, and every once in a while after the taverns closed Skin-taker shows up to catch up with his old acquaintance. Even though he's clear in his distain for the skeleton's doing Gregory is never unwelcoming to him (listen even if they have no canon interactions you can't give me two characters presumably played by the same actor and expect me to NOT come up with a connection between them).
-Percy's paranoia and Calvary's superstition go hand in hand in literally the most chaotic and worst way. Sea dog is so tired of their shit.
-Milo is the only person to have ever tested Dr. Heartfelt's patience.
-The puppets can bleed. It's not a practical effect.
23 notes · View notes
teecupangel · 9 months
Note
So... The idea of assassin's getting joker like scars - what if after Desmond saves the world he goes to DC to become a 'better' version of joker? Or any version of joker? Or his universe is dc?
His memories and his ancestors do get mixed up, some confusion/memory loss of some things ect (maybe everytime he died energy from isu tech remnants he regened with another ancestor more dominant so he switched some styles and personality?
Really just want a jokerish!Desmond who is being guided to do crime and stay on top of things, like the rooks? But does go overboard if he sees red in eagle vision?
Also this one does need a reason for some things they do that are/aren't lethal.
Looking forward to your ideas of joker!desmond
Here’s the slitted mouth Assassin AU idea that most probably inspired this.
I feel like if you want a Joker variant of Desmond, we should base it more on Jack the Ripper’s MO? Not his whole deal but the fact that he weaponized fear itself, using stealth to get to where he wants to be then just going on a rampage to kill every red in the vicinity.
We can use the idea that Desmond’s Eagle Vision has been mutated after the Solar Flare and his Eagle Vision can now project feelings to those surrounding him similar to this ask then we can have Desmond being able to forcefully terrify those around him using this skill. 
Although, even without it, a white figure in a hood suddenly appearing out of nowhere and start killing everyone would definitely terrorize the remaining mooks (like a 100% Terror Build in Ghost of Tsushima type).
In this setup, Desmond would be a rogue all on his own and his hold on his Bleeds have become so screwed up that his very being has become an amalgamation of himself and his Bleeds. He looks like Desmond Miles but his movements, way of speaking, the way he fights…
Everything about him changes without any rhyme or reasons.
His words would slip into different accents without any warning, even when he still hadn’t finished his current sentence. He’s unpredictable because he slips in and out of Bleeds and they all seemed to be in accordance.
Like…
Some kind of hive mind.
Their personalities slip into Desmond whenever a specific Bleed becomes the main personality for… seconds? Minutes? But their thoughts and goals all align. Even Haytham who should be a contrary is a ‘team player’.
Those trying to stop Desmond believe that this ‘harmony’ in a sea of chaotic Bleeds is Desmond. His thoughts, his wishes and his desires are what drives the Bleeds so even if Desmond isn’t the main personality at the moment, granting his desires and wishes will always be the end goal.
But this Bleeding Effect has screwed up Desmond so badly that his morality compass, a flimsy thing from the very beginning, has completely shattered. His Eagle Vision is the only thing keeping him from killing everything in sight.
But…
Desmond would attest to this if he could even remember it.
Lucy Stillman had glowed as blue too.
(I kept it vague if this is purely AC world or a DC crossover so you can take your pick. If it is a DC crossover, Desmond would probably have flimsy alliances with some of Batman’s Rogue gallery like Poison Ivy or maybe even Catwoman. IF he is in the DC ‘verse, Desmond’s gonna set the League of Assassins in the fires of a civil war and he might even come out as the new ‘mentor’ by the end of it)
42 notes · View notes
adhdnojutsu · 2 months
Note
So you're anti history and pro-genocide. Got it. the Hamas claims have been refuted a million times, even by Israel journalism. Even by pro-israel news outlets and the New York Times. You're Jewish but you deny that a genocide is taking place, as the Holocaust did. Just admit you aren't interested in the massacre Israel is inflicting and has been inflicting on millions of innocent lives instead of trying to save your ass. You support Palestinians being butchered and wiped out unless they agree to Israeli terms. It's genocide supporters such as yourself who shouldn't be on Tumblr, due to the hateful propaganda you spread.
This is the standard, regurgitated response we get when we say we're not cool woth 1200 civilians, including BABIES, whom we KNEW PERSONALLY AND WENT TO SCHOOL OR WORK WITH, getting raped, mutilated, burned alive, murdered, and 250 more kidnapped as human shields. Me caring about my own people first and foremost, LIKE ALL PEOPLE DO, is twisted into condoning the genocide of another.
They refuse to explain why they so readily dehumanise Israelis, and at the same time, expect a huge outpour of compassion for Palestinians from the very Israelis they dehumanise while we struggle with personal losses and acute, severe PTSD by the hundreds of thousands.
Every argument these sociopaths make, every question they ask, is in bad faith. They know damn well that similar or worse has been happening elsewhere with nowhere near the outrage and still haven't explained why. Truth is, most of them don't care. Half of them have a full cart at Shein, a labour camp supplied by captive Muslim Uyghurs, for example. But due to the white supremacist US alliance, Israel, a country whose people is 60% brown, is whitewashed and thus a more ethical target for fake outrage than SE Asian or "real brown" countries. Criticize Chinese crimes against minorities, and you're sinophobic. Criticise Hamas, Assad, or the Houthis who are starving Yemeni babies RIGHT NOW, and you're racist. What makes Israel unique oh wait I know, it rhymes with juice.
That said, genocide is defined by intent, not success, and Hamas' own words betray that their end goal is eradicating Jews in the region. Meaning October 7 was a pogrom, not resistance. Resistance is solution oriented, but the current brutality against Gaza was a 100% predictable and predicted consequence of October 7 and Hamas did it anyway. Why is no one talking about that?
I never said anything about condoning genocide, but these anti-Semitic animals claim Hamas is just a bunch of misunderstood meow meows and cite sources that refute their own claims, because dropping the names of those outlets is enough to convince thoughtless idiots who think being given names is as good as verifying them.
Or maybe this is more evil sadism because this puts me in a position where I have to retraumatize myself, already suffering PTSD since that day, all to look it up myself to refute their bad faith claims. I wouldn't put it past them.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
7 notes · View notes
papuhater · 2 years
Note
Gotham Jervis getting male friend that he really get along well. After some time they both starts to mutually grow feelings and it's surprisly friend who makes first move.
"Jervis, I know that you're looking for Alice and me being guy automatically exclude me but I need to tell you... I really, REALLY like. Just, wanted you to know."
And please don't leave on cliffhanger, I might actually strangle you-
Boyfriend or boy who is a friend
pariring: gotham!jervis tetch x male!reader
a/n: the title's a joke due to the fact that i'm questioning if i'm bisexual leaning torwards women or a lesbian
summary: jervis gets a male friend and he gets the gay sickness (the author has it too and is planning to ask her girl-friend out ), and he has homophobia( not sm but internalized but he yells at the reader some shit) but it gets resolved
Tumblr media
=) ok this man? he has never had anything romantic.
=) i just know it.
=) and you? you are his "collegue" in the life of crime, just a pawn to get alice,
=) why is he caring about you?
=) maybe it's that you don't betray him, maybe that you actually show care for him, or maybe you're his friend.
=) it's weird at first, but not used to hanging out or stuff agter heists, he is used to people leaving after getting what they wanted.
=) familiarity hits, and well, he stops thinking it too much, and just enjoying spending time with you, tea time, rhymes! and just sitting rambling. i feel he really like rambling about many things
=) and you would just stare at him with all the attention in the world, starry-eyed.
=) the jokes during heists began occurring more frequently, in one heist you almost died but he hypnotized the person behind the gun, he didn't even have to think about it, it was just jervis' instinct to protect you, suddenly, when you began your teasing about how he saved you so quickly, he just laughed it off and responded with a
"okay fine, i actually have some care for you."
'loosing you scared me to death.' he wanted to scream
=) jervis is confused.
=) suddenly small hugs that felt normal continued to feel normal but the warm rise in his cheeks became evident and he was confused and scared.
=) his mind began wondering if his alice could be you?
=) it could be you, but wouldn't it ruin your friendship?
=) he seemed lost in his thoughts, during tea time, you noticed that, and you asked if anything was wrong, and he just seemed more jumpy that his usual "paranoid" persona.
"No, uh, I'm fine."
"Dammit jervis, you aren't 'fine' you have been acting all weird, and not talking about it, you know you can talk to me if you want to."
and you reached to his shoulder, but he didn't know that , your hand got closer to him and he thought you were going to grab his hand and he quickly pulled his whole body off
"NO!" you flinched at the sound
"What's your problem?" you spat out
"Why were you going to touch my hand?"
"No! Jervis, jeez what's happening?"
"I dont know!" he threw his hands up "I'm not sure, you suddenly seem different every time I look at you! I feel confused about you! complexed!"
"why? what the hell?"
"BECAUSE I LIKE YOU."
=) and just like that, you could hear a pin drop in the room, when he dropped that bomb, he just remained quiet, with his flushed exhausted face, until jervis expected a reaction of you. you just remained stone cold;
'jervis....likes me back?'
=) while you were lost in yout thoughts, jervis left the room, quieter than usual.
=) when you finally became concious of his feelings, you stood up and looked for him everywhere, knowing that you fucked up big time. you found him sitting in the roof.
"Hey Jervis" He looked over to you, as if expecting something "I wanna talk about what happened-"
"I know you don't like me back, it was just-"
"But I do like you back, Jervis, I was scared you didn't."
=) so the cat was out of the bag, and well you both talked it out, and well, now you have a bf!!!
=) so handholding is necesary and also tea parties :)!
84 notes · View notes
a-lukewarm-take · 11 months
Text
On aging up
A lot of people around here are deliberately obtuse about aging characters up. Obviously sexualizing a minor is fucked up, nobody is arguing otherwise. But a lot of you don't seem to understand what that means. Porn containing aged up characters rarely comes from a desire to fuck an underaged character. (I wont say never because this is the internet and there's always going to be the extreme outlier.)
A lot of times its an exploration of what that character would be like as an adult that just so happens to contain smut. Speculating what kind of house they'd live in, what college degree they would get, what car they would drive, who they would marry and what their kids would look like isn't a crime. And once you're already knee deep into a college/post college AU, the canon age of the characters no longer applies.
People aren't bound to our physical passage of time in fiction. If they were it would be boring as hell. Even if the original creator doesnt age the character, it doesn't make fans evil for being intrested in a reality where they do.
A good example of this in published fiction is Robin Hood. Robin Hood isnt written by one person. It's a thousand stories written by a thousand different people because it came in a time when copyright didn't exist. Folk lore and rhymes were fanfiction before there was any legal need to make that distinction. It's a pretty well understood concept that names, ages, cast members and backstories change signfigantly, with each story having its own unique plot and themes.
In much the same way a Robin Hood written by one author has an entirely different story and background than another authors Robin Hood, Fanfiction works in the same way. Every author can tell their own story and can change the details about a character to fit the themes and narrative they wish to convey. They don't need the blessing of canon to do this.
It doesn't matter if canon never showed a character as an adult because thats what the fanfiction is doing. The college AU explicitly depicts the lived experience of a broke adult grinding their way through an education in hopes of a better future. While the Author is already writing and experiencing the character in their struggles with adulthood, it's not a huge leap to ask what kind of partier they are, whether or not theyd end up in a one night stand, with who, what position.
The strawman defence of "you have to see minors in a sexual way to want to age them up in the first place." Is nonsense. Canon ages don't matter.
Speculation about the future is such a natural thing. One of the most common questions children get is "what do you want to be when you grow up?" And "Mom" or "Dad" is an answer that Ive never in my life heard a parent call inappropriate. There's so many aspects of adulthood to explore and play around in that clearly sexualization isn't a core reason to age a character up, but rather a byproduct of telling a story about adult life.
Anyway. Thanks for reading my poorly structured and fairly distracted rant. Have a nice day, drink some water.
Good vibes to you,
-Luke
14 notes · View notes
monty-glasses-roxy · 6 months
Text
Alright so... Meteors has a Sewerhell in it.
For those that missed what that is, it's my name for the place where all of the retired, broken and scrapped animatronics are stored. It's from the first part of the Bobbiedots I think? I've not read anything but the Sewerhell big and the various interactions with the animatronics (Moon, DJ, Roxy kind of, I forget who else, if anyone, but yeah those guys) cause I don't care for more if Andrea's shit.
Basically though, it introduces the idea that Fazbear Entertainment have never scrapped anything in their lives and instead, just dump the animatronics in a large room, under the Plex, that coincidentally has a huge sewer pipe running through it. Some of the animatronics are still active, which is what makes this concept so fucked up. If they get damaged enough, their parts aren't reused, they're literally just dropped in that room as they are, still aware of what's happening, and having to be trapped, alone in the dark, until their battery finally withers away.
You might be able to see where I'm going with this already, but the other thing this place tells us about, is that there are multiples of probably every animatronic we've seen thus far. What I've read has a line that says a Glamrock Chica reaches out towards the protagonist. she's not the Glamrock Chica, she's not just Glamrock Chica, she's a Glamrock Chica.
Meteors has the same thing. There is a large room full of rubbish, scrap, outdated parts, glitching staffbots, endos, deactivated or broken animatronics, and still functioning, fully aware animatronics. A lot of them aren't really aware, going after anything and everything they see with no thought, rhyme or reason. Some of them (currently one, maybe two so far) are animatronics that I'll be adding to the roster of regular characters. Others are completely deactivated, non-functioning, and basically just consciously on pause until someone chooses to repair them again. They're not dead unless the chips containing their programming, their personality and their memories are destroyed, they're just on pause. So uh... It doesn't even really count as a graveyard... More like the stasis chambers from Portal or something
When I say I want to explore Sewerhell in Meteors, I mean that characters like Chica would go in there looking for answers. Roxy would be able to somewhat see what's in there before she lost her fancy eyes, and is the only one that knows where it is. An army of feral staffbots right under their noses just like everything else has been. Characters that never reached their public debut suddenly having a chance to see the sun again. The differences between how each version of the same character grew and changed with their environment. Whole new levels of crimes committed by Fazbear being uncovered in the only place they can still find clues to them.
I just want to fuck around with that stuff really. I'm gonna work out the history of each character within the Plex, get a solid number on how many there have been of each of them, along with the history of each attraction should it be needed, and then maybe play a game where you give me a character and a number and I'll tell you what happened to that version.
At the moment? I have a fair few ideas for Roxy's predecessors, the Foxy line, the discontinued Mangle, some other guys I'm adding in like Barney the Wood Duck, Chica's Cupcake and then of course, Chica herself. The whole Sewerhell thing is going to be really important for Chica specifically and she's going to be the one to set the ball rolling on all of that.
DJ is the only one that doesn't have a double down there for definite so far. He's not a Fazbear animatronic in origin, and considering the logs in Security Breach, he's not been there long enough for doubles anyway. The Minis are also very likely not to have any surprise predecessors in there since they're not from the Plex and not even supposed to be functioning at all anyway. The rest? Yeah there's probably another one of them down there... Maybe two...
Askbox is always open if you want to ask about anything Meteors related btw, or maybe offer suggestions on cool stuff to do with predecessors of the main cast of animatronics? Or perhaps... Prototypes? Or new guys like I dunno Glamrock Lolbit or something? Askbox is there friendos we have a LOT of room to play around with this one.
3 notes · View notes
Text
KOHAKU OUKAWA X READER
Context: reader is called MC, TW: CRIME(?). This is a crack.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Your a very perfectionist in term of playing your rhyme game, you immerge yourself to the song and lost conscious of what's happening around you when your in a total focus. That such habbit did made your friends worried about you yet Kohaku is more glad than he is before, since your too busy to notice something happening behind you.
You and him are out in a hangout trying to look for new stuff around the city, since he don't explore much yet. Or at least he want to spend sometime with you.
MC: excuse me, I'll be back. There's an event.
Kohaku: Ok, MC-han.
You excuse yourself and apologize to kohaku when you hear the notification of having your Action point in full mode, you quickly use your earphone and walk a few step away from him to not bother him as you sing out loud to the beat to gain more focus to the beatsmap.
While your playing, you don't realize some people in black approach your companion that comes for a fight. They want to eliminate kohako because of him being a member of Double face. The so called idol police or assassin's idols.
Mob #1: (insert line of ending kohaku life here)
Kohaku: ya mouth runnin threats yet ya all talk.
And so they engage to a fight, one almost went to your direction but kohaku dragged them away, they all yell for help when they realize they are the one that don't have the upper hand even so they are large in numbers.
Mob 1#: HEEEELLPPP
MC, who cant hear them: 🎶🎶🎶
Kohaku: ya all talk like I said. Ya aren't allowed to disturb MC-han.
Later on, when your done playing, you went and stared at kohaku whos dusting himself after going out of the bushes.
MC: sorry again...
Kohaku; it's ok, MC-han. I heard that game is pretty dupe. Al'bet it be a good past time. I'll play with ya too~
MC: REALLY?! THANKS!! LETS BE IN-GAME FRIENDS ONCE YOU DID. EHEHE.
kohaku: hmm. Let's go back now.
Soon the two of you left, you did not realize the crime scene you two left. Will no one would know if there's no clue left right? 👀
29 notes · View notes
Text
it's so interesting to me that mental health and neurodivergence have long been interests of mine, and I've always looked at them from an "outside" perspective. not in a sense that I've looked down on them or thought they were "other" or anything like that, but I've just... always thought they were something I had no personal connection to? something that I had a mostly-academic interest in and no real ties to lived experience with.
but in the last few years, I've come to the slow realization that... I think mental health struggles and neurodivergence possibly run in (both sides of) my family?? and most of my extended family from previous generations would NEVER admit to it because they come from a time and culture where those things are kept very private and just not something you talk about. 
but like, I'm fairly certain that OCD runs through one side of my family. I know that tics/Tourette's do. I suspect that AD(H)D might as well. I also know there's at least one cousin who's already been diagnosed with autism, and I can see pretty clear autistic traits in multiple other family members on that same side of the family, including myself and my mother (some of the reasons I think this: I was speaking in full advanced sentences at about 18 months old, reading college-level literature at 8-9 years old, and at different points had to have sit-down conversations with my parents about needing to make a deliberate effort to make eye contact and refraining from "compulsively" talking about and comparing everything to a special interest. I was actually formally banned from talking about one media series I loved for a whole week, because it was literally all I talked about, and it was one of the hardest things I ever had to do at that point in my life. I struggled a lot with twitches/tics and repetitive behaviours when I was young; I still find it very easy to lapse back into those behaviours if I'm stressed or tired.) 
my mom has struggled with significant depression during various points of her life, as have I. at least one of my sisters has social anxiety; I suspect that my father does as well. I know one family member who likely has PTSD (due to experiences during military service) that's never been dealt with, and another (who was the victim of a violent crime) probably does, too.
and it's just... I've struggled to apply any of these labels to my own family because there's nothing official there. no doctors have assigned any titles or labels to us. I don't want to be the person who takes one college-level psych class and suddenly starts diagnosing everyone they know. but somehow, everything makes more sense when I start to look at the people around me, the ways they've been raised and have learned to operate in the world, and the ways that have in turn affected me, through these lenses? suddenly, we aren't just bizarre and dysfunctional, but our dysfunction has a rhyme and a reason.
and most importantly, I start to see hope. I see where the struggles and sins of my family members don't have to be repeated, where help can be asked for and received, because suddenly the real problems at the heart of all this mess have been uncovered, and instead of just trying to muscle through to prove my own worth, to show that I am worthy of a place in this world without needing any "special favours," I see where I can ask for grace and compassion and love and receive it.
#idk maybe none of this makes sense?#but I heard a family member say recently that another family member is incapable of showing affection#and that the same is true of their parent#and I worried that it might be true of me. that maybe people who could someday love me are destined to always be hurt and let down#because I'm incapable of showing love like they've said those others are#but... struggles to show care and affection in ways that other people (neurotypical people) can understand and accept#is a very common autistic trait#and so this all makes sense if there's a possibility that the people in question here are on the spectrum?#and not only does it comfort me that we're not just messed up. we're not just aliens or freaks or broken.#but there have been other people who have lived this way. and people who have lived with them.#there have been many people who have loved and been loved by autistic people (and people with other mental/neurodivergent issues)#and so maybe if I can just understand myself and the people who have created me as I am... maybe I can do life better than they did?#maybe I can avoid experiencing and inflicting some of the hurt?#and maybe I can reach a hand back through history and try to help them too? and if they're not around anymore#or if they can't really be helped like that#maybe at least honouring them by acknowledging them and trying to understand them and who they were... maybe that's worth something too?#neurodivergent#adhd#autism#idk even how to tag this y'all#2 a.m. ramblings with gurt are back#I may delete this in the morning but for tonight...#for tonight I just need to say all this and get it out of my mind so I can sleep
11 notes · View notes
mutiara-05 · 9 months
Text
Come here story time our story is about a crime (damn, cool rhyme) A phantom going up and down through this pathetic town from dusk up until dawn His coat is gray loners are his prey he stands in their way Chase them to the corner pain number 'em, they aren't sober and that's why they take his offer "Hold this loaded gun, trust me it's fun one press and pain is gone" That gun is mega size yet nobody realize he gets them paralyze People be walking around same level as the ground ignoring the bullets sound I try to call it out but they switch their route so silence is all I got They let the rumors separade "again someone is dead" then carelessly go to bed So he shows up again things are getting insane cold bodies built a mountain I start talking loud showing what I found to that stupid crowd I do try to share but they never care so I'm alone there He's got a blue glove it makes me fall in love should I follow him above? Soft blue like the sky it makes me want to fly even without saying bye Should I stay to fix everything? I need a moment to think fine, pour the poison down the sink I'll say it again loud under rain "no pain no gain" So back to the game rules still the same but my turn now came Me and him alone together we'll fall in for each other strip down our fake color Simply naked in a ground battle drop the weapons to let it settle only one will make it to the castle He doesn't know me well, poor dear god forgot me when he gave fear either win or death, hope I made it clear
2 notes · View notes
firespirited · 2 years
Text
Gemini3 swim n dive Barbie made with leftover iceberg/buttercreme, mermaid, amethyst, bobby blue and sugarplum. Very slow 7h, very fuzzy from heat and pain but she kept me busy and feeling like I'd made something.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
I almost named her sophrosyne as an obscure reference but Aquinas and the puritans ruined that. Teema Jaydee was another option. I mean i should have used the tooth fairy bald head I have but she's wierd looking.
I broke my copaganda boycott with "Lincoln Rhyme and the bone collector" (i remember the film was decent) and didn’t even realise until episode 2
when a character is saying "evidence is super important as that's how the police caught Ted Bundy and Son of Sam" and i nearly choked laughing (context is that law enforcement bungled it so bad, it took a traffic stop where bundy had a murder kit with him and son of sam was witnessed by a woman shooting folks shortly after she saw his car, the car he used for every getaway, get ticketed)
I mean it turned out to be BBC Sherlock in a wheelchair with a NYPD veneer, complete with "deus ex super-recall". It's hardly the worst police procedural out there (The bar has been set very low with Will from will and grace as a schizophrenic who goes off his meds to solve crimes with hallucinated victims and criminal minds magically profiling the right white male 30-40s with a puppet fetish or whatever wierdness of the week) but it was a decent distraction.
To be honest my brain broke from clichés after the mythology episode: we're told the killer likes greek myths, the first victim is an influencer implied to be vain drowned in her bathtub looking in the mirror with daffodils, oooh let me guess this one's arachne?! I'm kidding: they had to spell out that small daffodils are called narcissus before our expert tells us Narcissus drowned from being in love with his reflection in a pond (he didn't - he died from being unable to take his eyes away) ... and it all plays out like the seven deadly sins of se7en as if that can be transposed onto greek lit. They find the killer dressed up as Icarus yeah we're supposed to believe a killer with a greek god complex chose to wear an Icarus costume - of course it spells his fate. Wow so intrigue very writing much realism! 🐶
Meanwhile Clarice, a salient critique of 80s fbi culture with some solid characters and proper investigative work remains cancelled. The one cop show I caped for. [Hannibal doesn't count for so many reasons not least that the feds aren't just defeated but seduced by a guy making constant murder puns. It's a body-horror gay-romance cat and mouse farce with incredible food and cinematography.]
Getting much better at working with nylon, keeping the hair piles small and aligned, the hair slightly wetted. I just hope the colours work when mixed not just as seperates.
12 notes · View notes
loreleigoesmad · 1 year
Text
Issue #1
Tumblr media
"Cover Story" Department: The cover, illustrated by Harvey Kurtzman, is a far cry from what we're used to with the series. Alfred E. Neuman isn't even there! You can definitely tell this is from the same publisher as Tales from the Crypt and comics like that. Also, even in the 50s, people knew the name Melvin was funny.
"Department Before the Horse" Department: These early issues use a format more similar to the other EC Comics properties at the time, where it's simply a series of humorous comics, each from a different "department" (Genre). The first issue has horror, sci-fi, crime, and western comics, and while our first idea was to give a detailed look at each one but that was really boring (and time consuming), so we're just going to give a detailed look at the very first comic so those of you doing the sane thing and not reading along can get an idea of what the vibe is. for the rest, we'll give summaries and maybe one or two screenshots if there are some choice panels.
The very first comic a new reader in 1952 would read in this comic they've never seen before is
Tumblr media
again with the funny words! (that's gonna become a running theme) Hoohah! is about a young couple, Daphne and Galusha, driving in a thunderstorm when their car runs out of gas. Luckily enough, there's a house nearby! Unluckily, that house apparently has a storied history.
Tumblr media
The one-two combo of the rhyming in Daphne's story and Galusha grabbing on to the wall of the panel itself got a laugh out of us, we'll admit. From here, it's some standard haunted house stuff. Seemingly abandoned, noises they can't explain, a rocking chair rocking by itself in a room with only one exit... the only way you can tell this is still MAD and not The Haunt of Fear is the faces Galusha makes, which are pretty damn good.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
the pair eventually run into the house's caretaker, Melvin, who reveals that there are no ghosts, but rather...
Tumblr media
The way the boy's face is drawn here is absolutely horrid. The two beady eyes, the black void of a maw with only two teeth... Horrifying. Also his sudden death threat got another laugh out of us. The mystery out of the way, Melvin gives Galusha a gas can, and he and Daphne drive off. And then Melvin was a zombie.
Tumblr media
And that's Hoohah!
The next story, Blobs is... a sci-fi story about the dangers of automation. We're not joking.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
The punchline is "the machine repairing the machine that does everything broke so the machine that does everything broke" Besides another character named Melvin we... really don't have much to say about this one that wasn't brought up in criticism's of Pixar's WALL-E, which sure is a sentence to say about a comic from 1952.
The third comic is titled Ganefs, which might sound like gibberish to you (and probably most people who read the comic in 1952), but we immediately recognized as the Yiddish word for thieves, which makes sense since this is a crime comic.
The plot surrounds the crime boss Melvin (no surprises there) and his bumbling assistant Bumble, who looks like the bastard child of Dick Gumshoe and a leprechaun, and acts like Kronk with a concussion. As for their dastardly criminal plan?
Tumblr media
You can guess the twist coming a mile away. Instead of spoiling it, we'll simply leave you with the funniest joke in the comic:
Tumblr media
Varmint, the final tale of the issue, tells the story of Textron Quickdraw, a western lawman on a quest to find and kill the bastard who gunned down his buddy Melvin. Duel after duel, he shoots his way through his suspect list until the horrible truth comes out: Tex killed Melvin while sleepwalking. Distraught, he turns his gun on himself. There is no part of this summary that is false and personally we feel that perhaps Hollywood should make this a feature length film.
"Land of Conclusion" Department: As a first impression, this issue is... Fine? It's not the MAD we grew up with, because we aren't 70 years old, and it's not what we're here for. If you're into this sort of thing, it's alright. this issue's rating is 30/43 Squamish Players "Noncensus" Department: 5 Melvins, if you count the one on the cover.
The Platonic Boy-Girl Relationship: Melvin and his Disposable Prefabricated Robot Woman, who disappears into a disposal bin 1 page into the comic
Tumblr media
4 notes · View notes
princesssarisa · 2 years
Text
An "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" question
This is for everyone who grew up either reading the book or watching the various adaptations, which is probably most people:
Do you think the Knave of Hearts is guilty or innocent of stealing the tarts?
The book never actually says whether he did it or not.
Obviously, none of the evidence at the trial has any meaning, and every clue that the King and Queen think "proves" his guilt does nothing of the sort. It's clear that the King and Queen are determined to find him guilty whether or not the evidence supports it and that the Queen is determined to behead him whether he's guilty or not. For this reason, some people (for example, on TVTropes) write that the Knave is obviously an innocent victim, and some adaptations make his innocence clear too.
But while none of the evidence proves his guilt, none of it proves his innocence either.
Then there's the fact that the tarts aren't missing. They're on a table in the middle of the courtroom. Some readers have obviously taken this as proof that the whole trial is pure insanity. The tarts are right there; ergo, they were never stolen at all; ergo, the Knave is innocent. Some adaptations like the 1999 TV version have Alice point this out.
But the last two lines of the nursery rhyme the scenario is based in (which, to be fair, Carroll leaves out – he only quotes the first four lines) are "The Knave of Hearts brought back the tarts/And vowed he'd steal no more." Just because the tarts were brought back doesn't mean he never stole them.
Martin Gardner's Annotated Alice also points out two possible hints at the Knave's guilt. First of all, when the Knave is protesting that he didn't write the poem "They told me you had been to her," he somehow knows that there's no name signed at the bottom of the poem, despite the fact that so far, only the White Rabbit has seen the document. If he didn't write it, then how would he know it wasn't signed? (Not that there's "an atom of meaning" in the poem anyway.) Second, there's the fact that John Tenniel drew the Knave with a red nose. Gardner argued that this was meant to imply that the Knave is a drunkard, because the Victorians associated alcohol with crime. (So far, though, the 1972 British movie is the only adaptation to make him a drunkard, at least as far as I know.) But of course we're free to disagree with Gardner's annotations – he also supported the theory that Carroll was in love with Alice Liddell, which many more recent scholars argue against.
Personally, I always assumed growing up that the Knave was guilty, despite the unfairness of the trial. I suppose I thought this because the nursery rhyme says "The Knave of Hearts, he stole the tarts." Not "...he was wrongly accused of stealing the tarts." It says he stole them. But clearly other people have different views.
Just out of curiosity, what do other people think? Did you grow up thinking the Knave was guilty or innocent?
16 notes · View notes