#the Street Rat and the Samurai

[moo-blogging]

A random thought I had while hiking earlier today:

In the Japanese Edo period with Samurai and Magic where people wear kimonos and yukatas, Levi is the last descendent of the Ackerman family.

He came out of nowhere, with power so strong he rose the ranks of samurai sorcery so quickly he brought a lot of attention to himself. He leads a group of samurais that consists of males and females. He has a huge traditional Japanese house that comes with a pond, a garden and several buildings.

And he has you.

There is a rumour in the streets that said Levi kept a prisoner in the house, wearing nothing but bells on their feet so they couldn't run away. Whenever they walk, the bells would ring, expising their location. The bells were tied with magic from the Ackerman's power and it couldn't be taken off unless Levi undo it.

But in reality, the bells announce your arrival, and Levi would always smile when he hears the bells. It is true that the bells are tied with magic, but it is the magic of protection. Levi could track you down wherever you are.

Levi loves it when you tiptoe on the long corridor outside of his office. Hearing the sharp bells ring clear his mind from the endless paperwork. Levi would drop his brush and call to you, "come here, kitten," before stretching his back. He loves seeing you poking your face over the sliding door, grinning at him.

"How's work?" You ask as you crawl into the room.

Levi welcomes you with open arms, "shitty as always."

You headbutt into his bare chest between the opening of his yukata, collapsing into his embrace. Levi tightens his arms around you and kisses the top of your head.

He inhales, "hmm, sakura shampoo today?"

You lift your head and kiss his chin, "bingo!"

And if one of his samurai followers decides to knock on the door now, "excuse me, Master Levi! I hav-"

You would lift your leg and shake your ankle, the sound of the bells echo in the room. You watch as the silhouette freeze, before bowing and apologising for the intrusion, and says he would be back in a while.

Levi would chuckle and kiss your forehead. "Are you having fun playing with my men? You like to see them scared like this?"

You brush your lips against his lightly, "yes, like a cat with the rats."

Levi flips you over and presses you onto the tatami. "You don't play with any man, my kitten. Or else I'll eat you like a tiger." He attacks your neck with rough kisses.

The entire building echoes with the sound of your laughter and sharp bells.

#i have other thoughts tooo #ahhh this is sooo good #levi ackerman #levi fluff #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi heichou #levi x y/n #midnight thoughts #levi x you #aot x y/n #levi ackerman x you #not a midnight thought btw #its like 2pm now

[indierpgnewsletter]

New Itch Games for April & May

Been quiet on here but I'm back now!

It’s the itch.io round-up of new games! Now coming to you once every two months because that sounds easier. Usual disclaimer: This comes from be browsing itch.io and people self-submitting through the form. I haven’t played these games and mostly am just going by how interesting they sound to me. Okay, let’s go:

The Hollow Queen: This is a GM-less horror game from Venezuelan designer, Felix Rios, about a dark force haunting the streets and the people trying to uncover it. It uses the diceless Ten Coins system and is available in Spanish.

Contact: A game where you use a music playlist and tarot cards to play through a story about trying to make contact with aliens. I think the idea is that the songs contain encoded messages from the aliens, which is a neat reversal of the Voyager Golden Record. By j strautman.

Tangled Blessings: This is a solo dark fantasy game set in a magic school. It’s a solo/duet game, building on Anamnesis by Sam Leigh. You explore the secrets of this weird school while dealing with a rival who’s making your life difficult. Designed by Cassi Mothwin.

Strike Force Omega: This is LUMEN game about science-fantasy supersoldiers coming back for one last stand, defending their homes in a time of war. By Chris Longhurst, designer of See Issue X and Pigsmoke.

Thirty Foes  (OR Once again, we are defeated): In a similar premise, but much more focused on the drama rather than tactics, this is Seven Samurai but cosmic cowboys. They sling cosmic power and defend against bandits. And they’re probably going to die. From Rat Wave Game House.

Thief and Druid: Two games from Stéphanie Dusablon. Both are solo games with an optional journaling element. Thief uses the Push system and Druid uses the Firelights system. I’m not sure if this is a series that will expand to all the D&D classes but it’s a neat idea.

Skyrealms: This is a fantasy bestiary, setting, and solo adventure game about three floating islands in the misty heights, full of secrets and strange creatures. It’s from Iko and Armanda Haller. You can also use the bestiary as a colouring book apparently!

In The Blind: This is a sci-fi horror game about working class people trying to do their job and instead facing the darkness of space. This is a free preview and showcases how good Riley Daniels, designer of As The Sun Forever Sets, is at visual design.

Queenless: This is another Firelights game from solo game blog, Croaker RPGs. You play as members of the hive, exploring the world and protecting your home from destruction.

When Prophecy Fails: Nick Wedig makes a game about cultists and what happens when their foreseen apocalypse doesn’t happen. I’ll give you a hint: they often get even more radical. Based on the For the Queen. (PWYW)

The Score: Tin Star Games GM-less storygame where you tell a heist movie in 18 minutes using 18 cards.

SDM: Eternal Return Key: Luka Rejec follows up Ultraviolet Grasslands with a full OSR-style rulset and more weird setting. It has the same much-loved psychadelic vibe from the original and there’s a free art-less version as well.

the city begins to exist: A citybuilding game with some solid prompts. I can always use more citybuilding games! Designed by kay w.

[loptrcoptr]

God I wish I could draw super well and super quickly because my brain yelled about street racer au blue eye samurai garbage on my way home today and I just wish I could draw carssss

I mean come on though. Please picture douchebag street racer Taigen and his fuckboi electric green suped up Ferrari or some fuckery having to race Mizu in her custom 1979 navy blue impala with white racing stripes that she rebuilt from the ground up herself (and all the grease monkeys are jealous as hell) and Taigen brings his hot gf Akemi along to wave the checkered flag while every car bro, garage gremlin and hotrod babe with 100 miles turns out for this very illegal 3 am drag race with bets flying every which way, and the stakes for Mizu and Taigen are idk, winner gets the loser’s car. And eternal bragging rights and street cred, obv. And Akemi maybe eggs Taigen on way too much in this rivalry shitshow and thinks it’s so much fun (in a rebellious princess-escaped-the-tower kind of way) that after Mizu epically hoses Taigen in this race in front of god, everyone, several state troopers, and every road rat in the area, Akemi adds further fuel to Taigen’s manpain-fire by paying Mizu to work on her car, which Akemi wants to race, but no one will race her because it’s a 1963 Aston goddamn Martin or something and no one could afford to so much as fix a scratch on that thing if they got into a fender bender with her…

Anyway I just need Mizu in a sports bra and a mechanic’s jumpsuit with the sleeves tied up at her waist, and Taigen in the bougiest black ripped jeans too tight tshirt undercut with man bun getup you’ve ever seen, and Akemi in low rise jeans and a 2005 red bandana-print tube top, sitting on the hood of a convertible.

A convertible which I am fundamentally unable to draw. I find this tragic lmao. If I take a break from my main fic to write anything else, I’m worried I’ll lose momentum… but maybe I can write a little tiny oneshot AU on the side for myself. As a treat.

#blue eye samurai #the hyper fixation is too strong with this one and my braincells continue to be consumed by it and nothing else #netflix bes #Mizu #Taigen #Akemi #do we think I could just churn out 1000 words of this nonsense without getting distracted? #or would I end up writing backseat of a car smut which no one really needs #or do they

[best-fictional-band-poll]

THIS IS THE OLD SUBMISSIONS POST. UP TO DATE SUBMISSIONS CAN BE FOUND HERE

Sorted alphabetically by band. Please click through to original post to see full list. IF IT'S NOT ON THE LIST, PLEASE SUBMIT IT. NO BAND IS TOO NICHE. Multiple bands from the same media are permitted.

Putting this under the cut because it's getting too long!

0-9

4*town - Turning Red

A

About Gardens - ROGUEMAKER

The Ark - I Was Born For This

ABXY - Splatoon

Arno van Eyck - Disco Elysium

B

The Band With Rocks In It - Discworld

The Beets - Doug

The Best Ever Death Metal Band in Denton - The Mountain Goats

The Bettys - Phineas and Ferb

Black Stones (BLAST) - NANA

The Blues Brothers - The Blues Brothers

Bottom Feeders - Splatoon

Boys In The Sink - Veggietales

Boys Who Cry - Spongebob Squarepants

Boyz4Now - Bob's Burgers

Boyz 12 - American Dad

Bunk Bed Junction - No Straight Roads

C

Cheetah Girls - Cheetah Girls

The Clash At Demonhead - Scott Pilgrim 

The Covey - Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

Crash & The Boys - Scott Pilgrim

D

Daisy Jones & The Six - Daisy Jones & The Six

Damp Socks - Splatoon

De Bois Band - & Juliet

Deep cut - Splatoon

DETHKLOK - Metalocalypse

Dedf1sh - Splatoon

Decibel Jones and the Absolute Zeros - Space Opera 

Dingoes Ate My Baby - Buffy The Vampire Slayer

DJ Octavio - Splatoon

DJ Stylbator - Samurai Jack

Dr Teeth and The Electric Mayhem - The Muppets 

Drive Shaft - LOST

E

Evar Orbus & The Galactic Jizz-Wailers/The Max Rebo Band - Star Wars

F

Fig and the Cig Figs - Dimension 20 Fantasy High

The Flaming Creatures - Velvet Goldmine

Fran-Shou-Shou - Zombie Land Saga

G

Gallifrey Academy Hot Five - Doctor Who 

Gem & The Scotts - Secret Life SMP

Gillion & The Tidestriders - Just Roll With It

Girls Dead Monster - Angel Beats

Gorillaz - Gorillaz

Grifters Bone - Magnus Archives 

H

Hatsune Miku - Vocaloid

Heaven Seventeen - A Clockwork Orange

The Hectic Glow - The Fault In Our Stars

Hex Girls - Scooby Doo

I

Ink Theory - Splatoon

J

Jem & The Holograms - Jem & The Holograms

Johnny Casino and The Gamblers - Grease

Josie & The Pussycats - Archie (Comic)

The Juicy Fruits - Phantom of the Paradise

Julie and the Phantoms - Julie and the Phantoms

K

Kessoku Band - Bocchi the Rock

Killer Boy Rats - Horrid Henry

The Killjoys - My Chemical Romance

L

Lacus Clyne - Mobile Suit Gundam Seed

Lady Parts - We Are Lady Parts

The Last Days - The Last Days

Lemonade Mouth - Lemonade Mouth

Leningrad Cowboys - Leningrad Cowboys

Lincoln Hawk - Gossip Girl

Little White Lie - Little White Lie

Loded Diper - Diary of a Wimpy Kid

Love Burger - Can't Hardly Wait

Love Händel - Phineas and Ferb

LumberZacks - Milo Murphy's Law 

M

Mad Gear & The Missile Kid - Danger Days, My Chemical Romance

Maxwell Demon & The Venus In Furs - Velvet Goldmine

The Mechanisms - The Mechanisms 

Milkcan - Um Jammer Lammy

The Misfits - Jem & The Holograms

Muppet Orchestra - The Muppets 

N 

Needy Beast - Hatchetfield

O

Octoplush - Splatoon

Old Gods of Asgard - Alan Wake

ok, kids - Andre and Karl

Off The Hook - Splatoon

P

Pink Slip - Freaky Friday

Plasmagica - Show By Rock

Proto Zoa - Zenon Sweep 

R

The Rainbooms - Equestria Girls

The Rats - Velvet Goldmine

RIP - Ruby Gloom

The Risky Fix-Ins - Buzzfeed Unsolved Franchise

The Rutles - All You Need Is Cash

S

Sadie-Killer & The Suspects - Steven Universe

Sadgasm - The Simpsons

SCÄB - Home Movies

Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band - The Beatles

Sev'ral Timez - Gravity Falls

Sex Bob-omb - Scott Pilgrim vs The World

Sing Street - Sing Street 

Soundcheck - Odd Squad

Spinal Tap - This Is Spinal Tap

Squid Sisters - Splatoon

Squid Squad - Splatoon

The Stiff Dylans - Angus, Thongs, and Full Frontal Snogging 

Sunset Curve - Julie and the Phantoms

The Superconducting Supercolliders - Designations Congruent With Things (Pacific Rim fanfiction)

T

The Three Lights - Sailor Moon

Trapnest - NANA

Turquoise October - Splatoon

V

The Vampire Lestat - The Vampire Chronicles

W

Wonderlands x Showtime - Hatsune Miku Colourful Stage/Vocaloid

The Wonders - That Thing You Do

Wyld Stallyns - Bill & Ted franchise

Wet Floor - Splatoon

w-3 (omega-3) - Splatoon

Y

Yoko & the Gold Bazookas - Splatoon

Z

Ziggy Stardust & The Spiders From Mars - David Bowie

#submissions

[didiersdragon]

silly thought i got earlier today but what if an alternative universe where mystakè lives and everything's cool but the four ninja dont know that she's an oni and can shape shift

nobody remembers to tell them, they're all just relieved everyone's alive and all.

one day mystakè comes to the monastery in her rat form because she was undercover or something. lloyds on a mission, wu and nya are out, pixal is slaying her samurai duties so its just the four guys in the monastery

jay finds her first and he just. screams his head off. the others come running in and they start screaming too. like picture it, some of the greatest heroes in history but they're loosing it over a little rodent that is very much snarling at them because she has gone through it and did not have the energy to deal with this lot of all people

elements are shot, furniture and everything at hands reach is thrown, its complete chaos. jay is hyperventilating and shocking everything nearby. kai is lighting the room on fire. cole has caused two mini earthquakes. zane got his head bonked by a toaster and now he's talking Simlish.

mystakè tries to talk to them but it only makes it worse, because "WHY IS THE RAT TALKING TO ME ?" "I DONT KNOW, JAY" "I THOUGHT IT WAS IN MY HEAD, YOU GUYS HEARD THAT TOO!?" "DEPNA SPANEWASH DEPLA BLAH! SHOOFLEE!" she tries to shift back but they're not giving her a second to even breathe.

the ninja in a panic is a more dangerous ninja than the ninja who are composed (which is almost never)

mystakè hasn't fought for her life like this since she fought garmadon. she makes a mental note to gives wu some of her special teas as respect for training them.

lloyd makes it home right as they are abt to launch one final combined attack and obliterate the monastery (again)

lloyd jumps in and grabs mystakè and just goes WAIT STOP DONT HURT HER

kai: lloyd montgomery garmadon, this better not be another stray animal you found on the street and decided to bring home without TELLING US AGAIN

lloyd: NO ITS NOT, ITS MYSTAKÈ

jay: ???MYSTAKÈ???? THE CREEPY OLD TEA LADY??? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT????

lloyd: yes her and she's a-guys, calm down, please don't freak out- she's an oni

cole: ONI??? LIKE THOSE THINGS THAT CAME FROM THE REALM CRYSTAL IN A DARK CLOUD THAT *shivers* FROZE EVERYONE AND ALMOST KILLED ME?!?!!

lloyd: yes, but not exactly. she's good!! she helped the first spinjitzu master and she helped us after harumi, well, crushed you guys

cole: that explains the tea that saved us from being crushed

zane: om za gleb. litzergam

lloyd: say what now?

mystakè, still as a rat: you're welcome.

idk how to wrap this up but yeah, just got whacked in the head by the fact the four weren't there when lloyd and nya found out mystakè is an oni and they probably did tell them later on but it'd be funnier if they forgot to hehe

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago mystake #jay walker #kai smith #kai jiang #cole brookstone #zane julien #lloyd garmadon #wu is pissed when he comes back #but nya reminds him that dareth got them insurance #but he still makes them clean up the electro chicken's coop #also trying out the color coded thing bc it seemed pretty neat #probably wont do it always though

[marquisegallery]

I FINALLY managed to finish the Devil theory pics!! Just barely before the end of the week like I hoped I would ;u;

And so, finally, my very rambly set of headcanons for these gremlins. They're my gremlins now I guess, I have hyperfixated too much lol

(This is going to be long. Incredibly long. And very headcanon-y because these guys don't exactly have a lot going for them in canon anyways. I'm warning you now. :u )

There are some of these borrowed from/inspired by @mechanical-magician's excellent Devil Theory and other BRC headcanons, I will point them out when they come up! :>

Starting off with Devil Theory in general:

The crew name is something all four of them came up with to sound threatening yet badass. With their reputation, it works well!

Their aliases come from the types of weapons most commonly associated with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (for the most part). Daishō is named as such because naming him “Katana” probably would have made the connection too obvious.

He was originally going to have them named after famous Japanese swords/swordsmiths (since it would probably fit the samurai-theming of their costumes better), but decided on the TMNT weapon names because he thinks they flow together better anyways. And secretly, he named each of them after the weapon of the TMNT member they're most similar to.

Plus, he finds it amusing to see other people’s reactions when they find out, lol

The other members themselves did not even realize the themeing until much, much later. Sai and Bō were annoyed by it (Nunchaku still thinks it's hilarious), but by then they were all so used to their aliases that they didn't want to bother coming up with new ones. :P

I personally like to think the gravelly voices they have in game is a sort of "character voice" they do to sound more threatening most of the time.

The only person they genuinely respected before the events of the game was DJ Cyber, though they wouldn’t admit it publicly. Also it’s mostly due to the fact that he can kick (and has kicked) all four of their asses in a 4-against-1 fight. In game, it’s mentioned they were kicked out of Mataan, and in a way I like to think they were quite literally kicked out of Mataan by DJ Cyber himself.

After the game, they do have some respect for BRC overall too. But kind of begrudgingly, and mostly because BRC managed to beat Faux and save the whole city.

On that note! Before and during the game's main plot, they just liked to be heels/assholes for the hell of it (not exactly true, but it's what they tell people if asked). It wasn't until get backstabbed (and almost killed) by Faux as Project Algo did they start reconsidering that, hey, maybe they can afford to be less assholish. Sucks that it took that much for them to change, but hey, better than nothing I guess??

So they did manage a sort of Heel-Face Turn… but mostly in that they stop pushing the Code of the Street to the limit, and of course they’ve stopped ratting out rival crews to the cops (or otherwise starting fights with other crews). They still have their own "heel personas” while in costume though, and still continue their activities as writers. Also occasionally still physically fighting other writers, but its fine, probably!

Sai is the member who ends up leaving DT for BRC, though mostly out of revenge against BRC (and specifically Red) for the crew battle back on Pyramid Island. He gets that out of his system eventually, and sticks with BRC as a genuine member (I have a fan fic idea for this bit of story, hee hee). He's still friends with the remaining DT crew of course, they've all been friends for a long time. (I'll touch on this more in a bit)

So then after the events of the game and Sai joining BRC, as a show of good will, Devil Theory let other writers (and especially DJ Cyber) know how exactly they managed to sic the cops on people: Basically hijacking certain police signals to send in false tips. Because otherwise interacting with the cops directly would have just led to them getting arrested too.

Everyone starts using it as last resort free distraction against the cops. Send in a false tip, something like "Ignore those writers, there's a bigger emergency that is conveniently on the opposite side of the city!!" No one's sure if the cops have the ability to actually trace back the false tips to the source (like what happened with DOT EXE finding out about Project Algo), so writers only use it for emergencies. Still, coincidentally, arrests against writers has gone way down!

This also leads to a new addition to the Code of the Street: Any writer found to be abusing the false tips in order to get another writer/crew arrested, will be ratted out to the cops themselves. An eye for an eye! DJ Cyber was considering doing this to Devil Theory as well, but figured them getting pummeled by Faux towards the end of the game was punishment enough.

This one comes from a Mech headcanon: Devil Theory has their own hideout in the shipping container maze on Pyramid Island. The confusing (and frankly rather unnerving) nature of that area means their hideout can stay secure from anyone who doesn’t know how to get there.

My personal addition to this: There are different routes to the hideout based on whether or not it’s Tuesday, raining, a bank holiday, or any combination of those factors. Also, the crew (and even the dock workers of Pyramid Island in general) have not ruled out the possibility of there being any sort of Backroom Beasties in the maze. Sometimes you can hear things in there...

Sai is still invited to hang out at their hideout. Anyone else has to have approval from him and the remaining DT members before they're allowed to visit.

Also based on a Mech headcanon: They have pet crabs they keep at their hideout. Me personally, I like to think they're specifically hermit crabs! So then the crew paint designs onto any shells brought for the crabs, and will let visitors paint one too.

Back to the topic of all four of them being friends for a long time, more specifically: Sai and Daishō have known each other since very early childhood, and then they became friends with Bō and Nunchaku during middle school (i.e. around ages 12/13). Nunchaku in particular was living in California at the time, so it was an online friendship with the other three, eventually moving to New Amsterdam after turning 18.

They may or may not have started an anime-manga club during their time in school, which is how Sai and Daishō met Bō (and with Nunchaku as an honorary online member). All four of them refuse to admit to it these days, lol

Truthfully, the main reason all four of them have stuck together for so long is because they have had rough childhoods in one way or another, mostly due to their respective parents. This is what lead to the four of them becoming friends and wanting to protect/defend each other (sort of like a found family kind of thing), and thus forming Devil Theory together later on. However, they are more likely to admit to the anime-manga club thing than any of this.

(I might elaborate more on how rough it was for each on them in a separate post. Or just save it for a fan fic, if I can manage it...)

All four of them learned to fight mostly from watching wrestling shows and martial arts movies. “But wrestling is fake, those moves probably wouldn’t actually hurt someone--” “Only if you hold back.”

Both Sai and Bō have face scars. Sai has it over part of his lips, while Bō has a mark on part of his jaw. Both of them got these from injuries while trying to learn how to skate and freerun in order to be writers.

With Bō in particular, he outright passed out when it happened, causing the others to panic. They had to take him to the Flesh Prince to get him fixed up (hospitals would ask too many questions for their liking).

For Sai, the only people who know about how he got his scar are the rest of Devil Theory (and eventually he tells Rise too). To anyone else, he just tells them he got it from fighting 3 walking tanks at once. Rise says he should tell people it was 5 tanks at once to make it sound more impressive!

All four of them have cybernetic lower legs (from looking at the in-game models, it definitely looks more like cybernetics/prosthetics than just armor, at least to me). Long story short, each of them lost a foot or part of a lower leg (sometimes on both legs) for one reason or another. It eventually got to the point where Daishō went, "You know what?? Fuck this, we're clearly cursed, so let's just get this over with." And paid for all of them to just get what's left of their lower legs upgraded to fancy cybernetics, as seen in the game!

This is at least another reason for them becoming writers ("With these legs we could probably manage it pretty good, right?"), and then of course eventually forming Devil Theory.

Some more specifics on the why for each member:

For Sai and Daishō, it was directly caused by their Respective Bad Parents. (Like I mentioned earlier in this post, I may go into further detail on that in a separate post. Especially since it gets pretty dark...)

For Bō, it was an accident out in New Amsterdam. Basically there was a failed test involving one of the police's walking tank, resulting in Bō and other civilians getting injured. Some of them fairly severely, and of course Bō being one of those. None of them (including himself) know what actually caused the accident, not even that it was caused by a walking tank.

For Nunchaku, it was a factory accident. This was back when she first moved to New Amsterdam and needed a job. That led her to having to work at a shady factory with unsafe work conditions, and which was taking advantage of new immigrants like her who don't 100% know their rights or who to go to for help right away. Her accident in particular was one of the worst at the factory up to that point, with several other employees getting hurt as well. They all of course quite after that, including Nunchaku herself.

Sai's incident was the earliest to happen chronologically, while Bō's was the last one.

Daishō and Sai tried dating each other at one point in high school. Emphasis on “tried”. At the least, it wasn’t the worst relationship either of them have had, just awkward. So they were able to stay friends afterwards.

And now for each individual member! With bonus head pics. :P

Sai

As previously mentioned, he's the member who joins up with Bomb Rush Cyberfunk in the postgame.

Also as previous mentioned, he at first only joined BRC for revenge against Red, but they sort it out after a while!

Has some anger issues, but since joining BRC (especially after a final serious fight with Red) he’s gotten a much better handle on it.

Eventually after that previous point, he starts dating Rise, there is a whole outline for this I swear…

He and Red still fight each other, but it's more like sparring matches. The rest of BRC end up treating it like actual sport matches, basically cheering on one or the other! Cueball and Bel even act as commentators for these matches, lol

He is fairly stand-offish most of the time, and takes some time to open up to other people.

He can cook, as in cooking without necessarily following a strict recipe. He cooks a lot for his former crew, though it takes him a while to open up and cook for BRC as well. You will not be disappointed if you invite him to a potluck!

He can sing quite well, but he hates singing in front of others, even his own friends (they've only ever heard him by accident when he didn't mean for them to hear him at all). He eventually opens up to singing for Rise at least.

I have a personal headcanon that DJ Cyber will occasionally take suggestions for mixtapes he's working on. Sai suggested several reggaeton songs/remixes, though he expected none of them to be picked. He was super stoked when he found out the DJ actually included one of his suggestions (the AGUA remix) in the particular mixtape that plays on Pyramid Island.

Works as a freelance graphic designer/artist as his day job. He takes commissions on the side. No, he does not take requests and will not draw your OC for free.

He is the one who designed Devil Theory's graffiti in canon, Daishō paid him for it too!

He's Puerto Rican, he moved to New Amsterdam as a kid.

Fluent in Spanish, he has a noticeable Puerto Rican accent when speaking Spanish.

Daishō

He is the leader of Devil Theory!

He let Sai leave the group to join BRC because he started getting sick of Sai’s anger issues (it had been growing worse until the BRC crew battle, at which point said issues were at their worst).

Once Sai gets a better handle on his anger, they go back to being friends, even with Sai staying with BRC.

Fairly chill guy (though also arrogant and snarky at times) out of costume.

While in public as the Devil Theory leader, he can be ruthless (as seen by how the group pushes the Code of the Street to the limit). He can also be dramatic sometimes, almost playing it up like an anime villain/wrestling heel at times. At least he’s smart enough to not let himself get distracted by monologuing.

Though if you genuinely piss him off, he can be incredibly petty and cruel, regardless of him being “in costume” or not.

Daishō wears contacts while in costume, but just normal glasses outside of that

He’s the one who designed Devil Theory’s costumes. He has experience with cosplay before forming DT.

He’s also the one that came up with their Hip-Hop dance. He’s particularly proud of the “criss-cross hop” part of the dance, but this was also the part that the other members had a hard time getting right. (I say this as someone who has attempted doing the dance IRL myself, and also had problems with that part :P)

On that note, he's a pretty good dancer in general, with both freestyle and "formal" dances with specific steps.

He supposedly has enough money to just live off of for the rest of his life, but he continues to be a writer for the fun of it (and as an outlet/destressor). He does still work part-time though, as a secretary for one of the companies in Mataan.

He's a theater major and part of a group that holds plays in New Amsterdam. He loves to play as the villains, especially in musicals. Villains always get the best songs!! That being said, his actual singing is about 100% confidence and 65% actual talent. Him singing villain songs is already great, but anything else is usually "just" alright.

Big fan of horror movies, mainly slasher/splatter and body horror. Also the kind of guy who goes looking for director's cut versions and deleted scenes. He will ramble for hours about his favorite horror movies, especially about the acting and special effects! Though he will also rant about genuinely awful horror movies just as much. He has opinions!!

Claims to have a girlfriend, but he never names who he’s dating or goes into any specific details about her, and the other DT members have never met her. They have a running joke about her being his “theoretical girlfriend”. (Truthfully I just haven't decided if she's going to be someone "in canon" or just slap together an OC. I'll decide eventually...)

This one gets its own subsection because it's pretty long lol:

Daishō is terrible with names. In general it takes a while for him to learn other people's names, and he tends to mess up by getting close-but-not-quite with names. And with him being the leader of Devil Theory, most people assume he's just being a jerk and making fun of them. :P

Some examples:

Tryce = Tricycle, Trace, Tracy, Trance, Trick

Bel = Bell, Beth, Bev, Ring (like a ringing bell lol)

Vinyl = Vine, Vino, Vinny, VHS

Solace = Soul, Solis, Crash, Test

He doesn't have this problem with people who are basically celebrities to him (DJ Cyber and Felix being two-thirds of The Big 3, and he knows Rise because he follows her on social media). So then otherwise, the only thing that helps is coming up with mnemonics/associations. "Bel's hair kinda looks like a bell", "Vinyl works at a record store", etc.

One of the rare times he managed to remember someone's name easily is Red. Because, y'know, literal red head. :P

And yes, this also applies to his own friends, at least with their real names. He had no trouble with their street names, but only because he was the one who came up with them, lol

He's half-Japanese and half-Peruvian, born and raised in New Amsterdam. Fluent in Spanish and Japanese. He has a Peruvian accent when speaking in Spanish, his mother insisted on teach him herself (and to avoid him potentially ending up with a Spaniard accent, lmaooo).

As mentioned much earlier, he has known Sai since they were kids in elementary school. Basically Sai latched onto him because he was the only other Latino at their school, and Sai was already being alienated by the other kids because of that. They eventually realizing they have a lot in common anyways (like same favorite manga at the time) and became friends.

On that note! He only got into anime and manga in the first place out of spite towards his dad, who basically looked down on it as "everything wrong with my homeland these days". Dad only very begrudgingly got Daishō stuff in the original Japanese, choosing to see it as at least a way for his kid to learn Japanese more easily.

That leads to a more genuine love for anime and manga, and then forming the anime-manga club, becoming friends with Bō and Nunchaku, and of course eventually all four of them forming Devil Theory. Funny how these things work out!

Bō

Rather stoic while in public as a Devil Theory member, but outside of that he tends to be fairly nerdy and polite.

Arguably the way he acts in and out of costume is probably the biggest difference among the rest of the DT members. Which tends to be rather jarring to most people…

The tech person of the group, bit of a hacker too. He was the one who figured out the false tips thing with the police signals, and frankly he finds the police force's security systems to be insulting pathetic a lot of the time.

His day job is as an IT tech, though he often gets forced into doing stuff outside of his job description, especially since his damn coworkers keep pushing their own work onto him. He even has to take care of coding things as a programmer/engineer, which is even more outside of his job description!

Being a writer is basically a destressor for him at this point. Do not ask him to troubleshoot your tech problems when he’s off the clock, he hates that. The rest of DT know this and don’t ask him unless it’s something genuinely serious (and only after they’ve done their own troubleshooting).

He's a gamer, and especially loves games that he can mod himself.

Related to the previous point: he has strong opinions about how the game industry is going these days (Little-to-no official support for preservation of older games, going after emulators when they won’t even help make their games more accessible, awful dev crunch especially from larger companies, etc.). He will rant about it if you let him!

He can't handle horror content very well, be it movies or video games. And I mean genuine horror stuff, especially with gore. Silly scary stuff like Luigi's Mansion is fine, but getting into Silent Hill and Resident Evil is where he starts genuinely freaking out. He'll at least watch his friends playing through survival horror games, not playing it himself, but he'll insist on having all the lights on.

One time the others did manage to drag him through a haunted house attraction. He ended up freaked out badly, and afterwards got into a fistfight with Sai over it (it was his idea to do that in the first place). Lesson learned!

He has attempted at least once to get a piercing like his friends, but he almost fainted while doing so (he might have a fear of needles). He hasn't tried since.

Knows how to fight like the rest of the DT members, but some people may underestimate him because they assume the tech guy isn’t that strong. Also, Bō is admittedly built more for weightlifting than outright fighting like the others, but that doesn't mean he can't kick your ass!

On that note, he hates when people underestimate him in general, or otherwise think he’s naive.

Inspired by Mech's own CUE.mp4 and Pluto: Bō eventually starts dating Cueball (the DOT EXE member who joins BRC in the postgame). Admittedly at first I was like, only lightly considering something similar in my own stuff, like "That'd be cute, but it probably wouldn't work for these two in my AU/headcanons, ha ha" but eventually after more thinking I realized, "Wait a minute, this could work after all." lol

His family has lived in New Amsterdam for generations.

Knows enough Spanish to follow along with Sai and Daishō when they have conversations in Spanish, though not necessarily respond to either of them in Spanish (or anyone else for that matter).

Nunchaku

In case her real name in my headcanons didn't already tip you off, Samus Aran surprise!! Nunchaku is a gal named Roxanne! She has a naturally deep voice, and can pull off a gravely “character voice” like the rest of DT.

She goes by Rox as a nickname out of costume/with friends.

"Wait so is she cis or trans--" The way I like to handle this with headcanons is, "Would the character themselves be comfortable answering that question?" And in this case, she wouldn't want to answer either way. If she were trans, she would not feel comfortable sharing that publicly. And if she were cis, she wouldn't answer that out of spite, seeing it as something that's none of people's business anyways.

So basically, either way she's a very butch lady in my personal AU/headcanons for BRC, and that's all you really need to know on that front. :P

Overall a very positive and friendly (and energetic) person outside of Devil Theory, but can be surprisingly underhanded when in costume.

Though either way, she tends to be very high-energy. She is in fact the team member with the highest gremlin energy!

Her ears are pierced, but that was something her parents forced her into doing. She refuses to use earrings and stuff even as an adult, though she did eventually get that piercing on her nose.

She likes spicy food! Also has a tendency to add hot sauce to certain foods just to kick up the spice factor. Sai and Nunchaku used to have small arguments over her adding hot sauce to the food he cooked for her (Sai sees it almost as an insult, as if she’s saying it doesn’t already taste good enough). By now they’ve come to more of an understanding, and Sai just side-eyes her whenever she adds hot sauce to her food.

Was a bit of a kleptomaniac as a teen, and these days she still steals things on occasion. She’s good at it and manages to not get caught (a lot of the time).

One time she went to steal a new TV for the Devil Theory hideout. She saw the store she was hitting had a buy one get one free deal on TVs, so she stole two and gave the extra to BRC for their own hideout!

She works as a mechanic as her day job, mainly fixing cars, though also other kinds of large machines and equipment (washing machines, fridges, trucks, construction vehicles, etc). She’s in charge of fixing the crew’s skateboards when needed.

Adding onto her job backstory: The shop Nunchaku works for as a mechanic is owned by a guy who originally mentored her back at the factory she worked at (mentioned a lot earlier on this post). Basically he'd seen a lot of violations and other shady crap, none of it getting fixed despite multiple complaints and reports. And seeing so many people (including unfortunately Nunchaku) end up hurt at once was the last straw. So he quit, opened a repair shop, and offered Nunchaku and other former employees of the factory new jobs at his business. They're all happier to be away from that crappy factory, which has since been shut down due to the accidents and violations.

Nunchaku is crane and forklift certified. She figured it would look good on her resume, and hopefully be impressive to the ladies. Hopefully. It hasn't worked yet.

She has been interested in learning about welding, especially given how much money those types of jobs make, but for now she's happy with her mechanic job.

She likes to take things apart in order to put them back together again. She finds it's the easiest way for her to understand how something works!

She has a personal goal of someday taking apart DJ Cyber's spider tank thingamajig in order to figure out how it works. And ideally being able to make one of her own. Basically imagine the following: Nunchaku: "Heeeey, Mr. DJ, do you mind if I take a look at your tank thing? I promise I won't take long!" DJ: "Hell no."

She has a crush on Vinyl, but gets too nervous to actually ask her out. Nunchaku also keeps going to the music shop that Vinyl works at to buy records (she doesn’t even have a record player) just to talk to her. Note that Vinyl working at a music shop is inspired by Mech's headcanons for Vinyl! :>

Nunchaku's impromptu "record collection" is growing out of hand at this point, a lot of it for genres she doesn't even like, lol

She once tried to learn how to juggle knives in order to impress ladies! That ended in a trip to the Flesh Prince (again, hospitals would ask too many questions), and she hasn't tried that since.

She knows how to pick locks though! Most of the time it's just using one tool to jam everything until they open. She gets excited when she has to pick a lock that actually requires genuine work to get open.

American, as mentioned a while ago she moved from California to New Amsterdam a bit after high school

Fluent in Japanese (she learned it due to being a weeb, lol); in terms of Spanish, she’s in the same boat as Bō, knowing enough to at least follow Sai and Daishō’s conversations in Spanish

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SO THAT'S EVERYTHING!! For now. Maybe.

I'm gonna go hibernate like a bear for a while. Feel free to leave snacks in front of my cave if you want, loool

#Bomb Rush Cyberfunk #devil theory #bomb rush cyberfunk devil theory #brc devil theory #bomb rush cyberfunk headcanons #brc headcanons #there might be a bit of self-projection here too; that probably ties into why I feel embarrassed to share these headcanons lol...

[shadowron]

Neuromancer in Shadowrun (1st Edition). Part 1. Dramatis Personae

Player Characters

Case is a decker.

Take the stock archetype and switch the gender. Or don’t. Give them a single shuriken for flavor.

Molly is a street samurai.

If you really want to follow the text, remove the muscle replacement and dermal plating, give her an Ares Viper flechette pistol.

Riviera is trickier – the image projecting implants he possessed don’t have an equivalent in Shadowrun. Not a cyberware equivalent, which is why…

Riviera is a street shaman.

Deceiver orientation, Rat totem.

Non-Player Characters

Armitage is, natch, Mr. Johnson.

Finn should be a Dwarven Technician – matches his sour disposition.

If you want to use Finn as a PC, there’s the Gadgeteer. I guess.

Wage and Julius Deane are Fixers.

Lupus Yonderboy is a Gang Boss.

You really should make Hideo as a physad, but in a pinch there’s the Former Yakuza Ninja, or, since the only weapon we see him actually use are the bow and arrow…

Hideo is a tribesman.

#shadowrun #neuromancer

[maizethecorn]

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Baron Draxum and Splinter Fanfiction Stories

I watched two seasons of Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles until 4 a.m in the morning. This cartoon is the second reboot to be shown on Nickelodeon. The animation isn’t the best but I really loved the writing and humor for this cartoon. I really followed this cartoon for two characters: Baron Draxum and Splinter/Lou Jitsu. Draxum is a goat yokai/scientist/warrior who wants to see humanity destroyed. He also wants the four ninja turtles to become super solider weapons that will destroy humanity. The dad of the four ninja turtles is Splinter/Lou Jitsu. Splinter used to be a great human warrior/movie star until Draxum turned him into a rat in his lab. Draxum also injected the mutant ninja turtles as babies with Splinter’s DNA. Enraged, Splinter broke free of his prison, broke some lab items (Draxum’s gargoyle minions unintentionally did this as well), resulting in the lab catching fire. With everything going up in flames, Splinter grabbed the ninja turtle babies, fled to the sewers and was not seen again for sometime. Draxum assumed Splinter and the turtles died in the lab fire. He left his old lab with his gargoyle minions and found a new lab. Life went on.

Years passed and the turtles grew up to be teenagers. Draxum met the turtles and realized they along with Splinter must have survived the fire. In the first season, Draxum is either asking the turtles to join him or attempting to kill them when they say no. He and Splinter meet face to face again when Splinter has to rescue his boys from Draxum. Splinter and Draxum fight which results in Splinter losing. Most likely, Splinter would have won if Draxum didn’t have the big armor upgrade which gave him an unfair advantage. Despite losing the fight, Splinter survives and gets to go home with his sons. Draxum on the other hand, loses the armor, his powers due to the samurai ghost Shredder sucking out his life force and the other villains abandoning him. 

In season two, Draxum is revealed to be homeless in New York City. He can’t go back to the yokai world because he is a wanted criminal. So, Draxum sits out on the streets as a beggar in the human world. There, Mikey one of the ninja turtles finds him and takes pity on him. Mikey sets Draxum up in a human apartment where April O Neal lives. Miserable, Draxum broods in the apartment wearing a fuzzy bath robe and slippers. With good intentions, Mikey sets up a dinner between Draxum, Splinter, his brothers and April. The dinner is very tense with Splinter bringing up old history of how Draxum turned him into a rat. He also rudely comments on how Draxum could just mutate the dinner potatoes into cream corn since Draxum is obsessed with mutating/experimenting everything. Of course, Draxum bristles at Splinter and Mikey turns the dinner conversation to the idea of taking Draxum to an amusement park. 

Later, Mikey, Splinter and Draxum go to an amusement park. Draxum has to go disguised as a teddy bear so the yokai police won’t recognize him. By this point, Draxum is employed as a cafeteria worker in April’s high school. Snidely, Splinter refers to Draxum as an insane scientist and that he should go home in case the spell wears off. Draxum agrees saying he can go back to work but Mikey begs  Draxum to stay. Mikey reminds both Splinter and Draxum that he wanted to spend the day with both of them. Reluctantly, the two of them attempt to be pleasant to each other in Mikey’s presence. However, tension boils with Splinter and Draxum making quips at each other behind Mikey’s back.

Annoyed, Draxum asks Splinter what his issues are. Frustrated, Splinter yells at Draxum that his life was ruined when he was turned into a rat. The two engage in hitting each other which results in the magic spell wearing off, revealing Draxum’s true form. Awkwardly, Mikey, Draxum and Splinter have to hide in a dumpster away from the police. Draxum points out Splinter wouldn’t have his kids if he and the turtles hadn’t been mutated. Clenching his fists, Splinter concludes Draxum is right. He wouldn’t have his sons if he hadn’t been turned into a rat and his sons hadn’t been mutated with his DNA. Clearing his throat, Draxum apologizes for experimenting on Splinter without his consent and trying to turn the teenage turtles into weapons. Happily, Mikey hugs both Splinter and Draxum, saying he is happy his two dads are finally getting along. Throughout the rest of season two, Draxum goes on a few outings with Splinter, the turtles and April. No longer do Draxum and Splinter fight, and the two appear to be in a comfortable friendship. The most touching evidence of their relationship at the end of the show is when Draxum attempts to use his powers on the samurai villain Shredder to protect Splinter and the turtles. Draxum looks at Splinter and says: My life was alot easier when I didn’t like your family. What he is saying is true. Life was easier when Draxum only lived for himself and now that he has let Splinter and the turtles into his life, things will never be easy for him again. The rat and the goat yokai started out as enemies. By the end of the show, the two of them had grown to be friends/family. 

Here are some fanfiction stories of these two:

 https://archiveofourown.org/works/45212338 This story is called It’s never to late to come back to my side by Under_the_red_ beanie. This story is a complete one shot about how Draxum eventually becomes part of the ninja turtle family through his interactions with each of the characters. This story was very sweet and fluffy. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42333618/chapters/106304550 This story is called Stepping Up Dads by Behind_Snake Eyes. This story has a couple of chapters and is complete. The story is mainly told from Draxum’s perspective until the end. This is the best story I read. The emotional growth Draxum goes through with the ninja turtle kids is really well written. Draxum is figuring out how to be a father and his feelings towards Splinter.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/41819853 This story is called punch buddies by johnchurch. This story is a complete one-shot. Draxum is sitting watching television with Splinter. Draxum is analyzing how Splinter is making him feel while talking to him. This story is cute and short. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/41606289 This story is called If he makes you happy by strawberystars. Splinter tells his sons that he is dating Draxum and the boys have hilarious reactions to this news. The story is a complete, one shot.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17545694 This story is called Is Hot Soup really the best attack name he could come up with? by constantconfinement. This story is a really short piece written about Draxum’s thoughts as he watches human Splinter fight onscreen. This takes place before Splinter becomes a rat.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45453724 This story is called Just a little reminder by iam57311. This story is a one shot told from Splinter’s perspective. Splinter sees Draxum is becoming a second dad to the ninja turtle teenagers. Sitting in his arm chair, Splinter reflects on his feelings about these changes. Draxum walks in, sits in the chair with Splinter and offers emotional support. This is a very touching story of what happens when kids are growing up and parents face becoming empty nesters of sorts. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25645945 This story is called A place to start by Tench. The fic is a complete one shot about the evolution of Splinter and Draxum’s relationship from enemies to holding hands. The fic is very well done with a fan art picture of Splinter and Draxum holding hands.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43678140/chapters/109833981 This story is called To Win Her Favor by SparkleDragon. This story is 25 chapters long and is complete. The story highlights the failed romance of Lou Jitsu and Big Mama the spider yokai. Big Mama is the antagonist in this story. Draxum moves in with Splinter and helps him take care of the ninja turtle kids. The author does a great job of building up the relationship between Draxum and Splinter. There are also fluffy, family moments with the turtle kids.

Thoughts on Big Mama/Splinter pairing: These two were not going to work out. Big Mama and Lou Jitsu met while he was still a human movie star and they dated for awhile. Eventually, Lou Jitsu decides Big Mama is the one for him. Lou Jitsu pulled out an engagement ring, got down on one knee and asked her to marry him. Her response? She turns into a spider yokai, kidnaps him and throws him in a fighting ring to fight a bunch of other yokai/monsters. In her actions, Big Mama is showing Lou Jitsu she can’t mix business and pleasure. Heartbroken, Lou Jitsu decides he will never fight again and Big Mama throws him in a prison cell. He escapes when Draxum’s gargoyles fly him out to Draxum’s lab. During the show, Big Mama is shown to have kept a picture of her and Lou Jitsu together from when they dated in a dresser drawer. So, she had feelings for him but chose business, money and fame over love. Is she happy with the choice she made all those years ago? My opinion is most likely not and that's why she threw herself into the business of running fighting tournaments. Draxum got the better end of the stick in choosing Splinter and the turtles over fame, power and glory. 

Why Draxum and Splinter?  I didn’t even think of them as a ship until season two. Both of them had stopped being enemies and seemed to mellow out enjoying each other’s company. Draxum had gotten rid of his warrior mask and armor in favor of his kimono outfit and topknot. His outfit looked very similar to Splinter. Also, Draxum was shown to be wearing a few human outfits such as his cafeteria worker uniform, implying he was becoming more comfortable in the human world. Draxum went on a few outings with Splinter’s family. If more seasons of the show had been made, Draxum possibly would have moved in with Splinter and the turtles. Both of them are fathers who are interested in taking care of the turtles. I think Draxum is ambiguously gay. He isn’t shown to be attracted to Big Mama (who is supposed to have an attractive human form) or any other characters. There is no love life mentioned for him in the show. The closest time there is to Draxum showing any attraction to anyone is when he gets eye sparkles watching human Splinter fight. Of course, Draxum constantly denied being a fan of Lou Jitsu despite watching him fight. Some people may say Draxum just saw Splinter as the perfect lab specimen. He did get eye sparkles when first seeing the turtles. I think this is because Draxum was drawn to the turtles since they are his sons. Draxum was also drawn to Splinter observing him fight but denied his feelings in the name of science, war, glory, etc. Now, science, war, and glory no longer matter to Draxum as much has his relationship with Splinter and the turtles. Splinter still likes Big Mama but she always puts her business first. Eventually, Splinter would get tired of Big Mama’s antics and move unto someone else. Splinter and Draxum getting together would happen slowly and gradually. Heck, I think they would be dating without realizing they are dating. In their later years, Splinter and Draxum would be an old married couple together reflecting on their adventures/fights.

#baron draxum #splinter x draxum #barry draxum #lou jitsu #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #big mama #baronjitsu

[nut-in-me-jojo]

Always Will Be - Chp.4

Pairing: Yan!Gyutaro x Fem!Reader

Chapter: 4

Series Warnings: NSFW, extreme depictions of death, extreme violence, dead dove don’t eat, forced relationship, yandere, non/dubious consent, kidnapping, degradation, slut shaming, stockholm syndrome, poverty, dacryphilia, misogyny, dumbification, (If you don't like dark yandere's this story isn't for you.)

Word Count: 5.7K

Summary:  Gyutaro has lived for over a century now, still plagued by memories of the past and haunted by its ghost. You are one of his only two regrets.

As Gyutaro laid slumbering beside his sister, he had another dream.

Like last time, he was walking through Rashomon. Since his feet now moved on their own, he assumed he wasn’t in control of his actions this time either. As he took a glance down at himself he confirmed that he was in fact a human little boy again. The passerby towns people all glaring at him, mumbling insults under their breath as he walked. Nothing he wasn’t used to.

Looking out to the houses that lined either side of him, he knew where he was. He must be heading to Yuna’s house. Well, her mother’s house. Strange, Yuna hated this place. Would she actually be here?

As he drew closer, a clay pot that flew out the front door before smashing to bits in the street confirmed his suspicion. She must be there. At the sound of her mother screaming obscenities he ran to the scene.

He stopped just in front of the open door, he could see that Yuna had squished herself underneath a small table to hide from her rampaging mother. Her little finger rising up to her lips to silently hush her friend, a pleading and fear-stricken look in her eyes.

“Come out here NOW! I know you’re here I can smell you, you disgusting little shit!” Her mother seethed, bandages covering the upper half of the woman’s face as she struggled and fumbled; bumping into things in search of her loathed daughter. The sunlight that filtered into the dirty, disheveled house gleamed off the knife she held in her hand.

That’s right—he remembered now—Yuna’s mother was blind. Like his own mother, the woman was a prostitute. But her profession had come to a screeching halt the day she spilled the tea she was serving on a samurai customer. He slashed her face as compensation for his nice clothes she ruined; blinding her for life in the process. Naturally, she’d been sent here to Rashomon to die since she was no longer beautiful. But yet somehow along the way, Yuna had been conceived and miraculously survived both the womb and infancy; much like himself.

“How dare you come into my house!! Come to steal from me have you?! I may be blind, but I can hear what everyone says about you, you dig around in people's garbage like a filthy FUCKING RAT! As if being cursed with a worthless bastard like you wasn’t damning enough! How pathetic you are, scrounging on TRASH just to live and for what?! A grotty little piece of shit is all you’ll ever be! You should be ashamed of the life I was forced to give you, why won’t you just fucking DIE already?! When I find you, I’ll be sure I’m rid of you this time!” She threatened venomously, only making Yuna cower and wince silently from under the table as tears brimmed her shut eyes.

Gyutaro felt it in the way his muscles tensed that his former self must have been frightened in this moment as well; but that didn’t stop him from saving his Yuna.

Grabbing a piece of the broken pot the miserable woman had thrown outside, he chucked it at the opposite corner of the house from Yuna. The woman grinned wickedly, believing to have found her daughter's hiding place, she pounced on the corner she had been fooled into.

Not wasting a second, Gyutaro charged inside, grabbing hold of Yuna’s wrist to drag her back to safety outside. But the blind woman’s hearing had grown most acute from her loss of vision. Hearing their scurrying little footsteps she staggered out the front door after them. “COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE-“ She shouted before tripping over the pot she had broken.

Yuna didn’t even bother to look back at her screaming and thrashing mother on the ground as the two dashed through the streets.

Once far enough away, the duo stopped to catch their breath. “Thanks Gyu-Chan, I-“ She got out before Gyutaro cut her off.

“Why would you go there?”

Yuna’s smile melted away at his tone, she knew he was angry. “Well, I was just so hungry…and I wanted to see if she had anything I could-” She tried to answer back meekly.

“Are you stupid? What would’ve happened if I didn’t come?! Don’t you EVER do something so fucking dumb like that again!” He scolded her, fury contorting his ugly features.

“I was just doing what you always say! You know…take before you’re taken from.” She further explained.

“Not from HER! She was gonna fucking KILL you! Honestly, how have you managed to live this long when you’re SO STUPID!!” He roared back.

The tears returned to her eyes as she stood stunned into silence by him.

“The hell are you crying for? It’s not gonna do you any good!” He kept on.

“I’m just scared…” She sniffles.

“Of what?! Of me?”

“Of everything!!!” She sobbed out.

He only stared at her as she broke down further in front of him. Finally, he conceded just enough to take a deep breath and release his anger with it.

“Come on, stop that, you know I don’t like that stuff..” He spoke more evenly, though Yuna only carried on with her balling, making him roll his azure eyes before wrapping his arms around her. “It’s ok, I know you’re not the smartest…but you don’t need to worry cause I’m here, I always will be. So quit crying already.” The child tried to comfort in the only way he knew how.

Now it was Yuna’s turn to be mad as she pushed off of him to face him. “Shut up, I am smart!” She argued. Yuna didn’t even believe her own words as she’d never thought herself to be worth much of anything at all. However, she wouldn’t just stand by and let Gyutaro get away with his condescending taunts either. Even if she knew it was his own way of expressing love.

“Oh yeah? Then do you know you’re none of those things your mom said?” Gyu-Chan challenged.

Yuna faltered a bit, chewing her lower lip as she was unsure if she could really make herself believe or even lie about that. No one had ever been there to ask such things before.

With crooked and gnarled teeth, Gyutaro grinned victoriously at her lack of response. “Just like I thought, you’re not as smart as you think.” He stated before grabbing a hold of her hand again and turning. “Let’s get you some food, since you’re hungry enough to lose all your sense.” He poked.

Yuna said nothing, a light pout playing on her visage as she followed her friend in their search. She still wasn’t happy with him for being so mean, but she couldn’t help but feel just a little better at his muddied and masked reassurance.

~

Gyutaro finally awoke, hooded eyes lazily fluttering open, seems like he was back in the storehouse. He kicked his leg out to see if he was in his own body again. As his leg obeyed, he determined that he was in fact back in reality. The demon was floored that he’d had yet another impossible dream. But he was grateful that this one hadn’t taken such a drastic turn like the last one.

He wondered for a moment if perhaps even the Shamisen player had only been a dream as well. He reached into his pocket to put his doubts to the test, at the feeling of the little vial of poison, he confirmed that he hadn’t gone crazy just yet.

Once he knew the truth, it was time to put in the footwork of his plan.

He glanced over to his sister who was thankfully still asleep. More careful than he had been last night, he snuck out of their nest without waking her.

The first step of his plan was simple. Money. And lots of it. And luckily, there was plenty of it right beneath where he stood. Kneeling to the ground, he started digging at an inhuman pace.

Oftentimes, the way that he and Daki would dispose of the leavings of their victims--such as their clothes--was to bury them in the dirt that made up their storehouse. Throwing them away could potentially lead to problems should someone find the bloodied and shredded evidence in the trash. Burning them was too much work, and leaving them skewed about not only took up space, but it drove Daki nuts to have her space disorganized like that.

So, they buried them. Their clothes being the only part of the fallen humans that remained in this world as they made up the very walls and floors of the place. Gyutaro had always felt they made the place cozier. Really turned this storehouse into a storehome.

And in the pockets of those very clothes was money. The debt collector had now become the grave robber as he inspected every scrap of garbs he unearthed, searching every nook and cranny of them for any coins that he could confiscate from their since digested corpses.

He’d never recalled doing anything like this in his life as a demon. He had no need for money anymore; for if he saw something he wanted he would simply just take it. But his plan would require this kind of route.

He’d put some thought into it, it was unlikely that this new Yuna would have any memories of him or her previous life. His theory being supported by the fact that she didn’t seem to recognize him at all last night. And he had even been in his human form.

So tonight, he’d buy some of her time. Using that to pick at her mind, to chip away at her subconscious until the past would bleed into the present just as it did for him. He’d have her back finally, he had his chance to do this right and they could have the life they always should’ve at long last.

The endgame of tonight was to see if she really could be Yuna. And if not, then she’d certainly make a tasty snack.

“What are you doing?!” Daki squawked at him from their bed.

Shit, she was up now. Gyutaro had been hoping this wouldn’t happen as he didn’t want to face the line of questioning Daki would surely pose. He only glanced over his shoulder at her. “Just a bit of home renovation.” He replied nonchalantly, hands continuing in their digging.

“What?! Ugh! That is IT!” She huffed before stomping over to his crouched form. “You’ve been acting SO weird lately! First you tell me you’ve been dreaming, then you don’t come home til LATE last night, and now you’re rooting around in the dirt! WHAT is up with you?!” She demanded.

Gyutaro pondered telling her the truth, but then quickly decided against it. She wouldn’t understand. Daki was never good at really listening to him. There was no need to tell her about what was going on yet since he didn’t even know for himself if his beliefs of the mysterious Yujo were even true. And he knew Daki well enough to know she would just poo-poo his idea. He couldn’t have her putting doubt in his mind before he could even give his plan a chance. So for now, he’d give her the half-truth.

“I’m looking for cash because I wanna buy a girl.” He deadpanned.

His profound words took a few moments to register with Daki. Her face dropping and eyes bulging from her skull as they finally clicked. “YOU WHAT?!” She shrieked.

“Are you deaf now? I said I wanted a girl.” He tried to carry on like it was no big deal.

“Why would you-?! I-! WHAT?!” Daki stammered on.

“Don’t act like I haven’t done it before…I mean I guess it’s been…I don’t know, ten-ish years but..“

It was true, Gyutaro did have a track record of occasionally preying on courtesans himself; tearing into each of the little females in more ways than one. But the few times he ever did such, there had always been one common denominator in his targets. They had all resembled Yuna somehow. Whether it be the color and texture of their hair or skin, their voice sounded like hers, or even if they smelled ever so faintly of her; he could never help himself. He had always gladly used them up for all they had just to bring himself as close to her memory as possible before gobbling them up.

However, it never seemed like Daki had ever cared enough to put the recurring theme of his picks together. She usually let him have his way, with little to no argument since he rarely asked for anything. So each time she would stay out of his way or even help him in his chase where she could.

“But you’ve never PAID for one before! Why are you bothering with money just to play with your food?!” Daki countered.

“Because I want to take my time playing around with it this time, but I also don’t want to raise suspicion.”

“Is she at my house?” His sister pressed.

Gyutaro briefly debated if he should disclose that. But he decided it would be best to at least let her know that much. It could get rather messy if she caught him lying about that. His sister was one to get quite upset over the smallest of things, he didn’t put it past her to rip off new Yuna’s head in retaliation if he’s caught in his fib. So he nodded.

“Ew, really? All of our girls are so ugly.” She snubbed in repugnance. Though that carried little weight as Daki had always considered herself to be the fairest of them all.

Gyutaro chose to ignore her as he pulled another stray coin from the soil before pocketing it.

“Whatever, you’ve always had the worst taste. Who is it anyway?” She further pumped for answers.

“She plays a Shamisen.” He replied plainly.

“Yeah, that really narrows it down.” Sarcasm dripping from her tone.

Gyutaro ignored his pestering sister once again before she went on. “Ugh, what do I care? Whatever you’re doing, it had better not interfere with my work.” She finalized before leaving him; most likely to get ready for said work.

~

“You have some nerve coming back here! I ought to report you to the authorities!” Yapped the madams husband that had dared to stop the disguised Gyutaro at the door.

The demon chucked a few coins at the man’s face as his only response.

This seemed to only intensify the husband’s anger as he growled. “You think a few measly coins will get you in here?! Your pissant pocket change isn’t welcome here! Get out before I-“

He was cut off by the sight of the hefty satchel Gyutaro presented; undoubtedly filled to the brim with money.

“If you want anymore, then I’d shut the fuck up if I were you. Or I’ll gladly take my business elsewhere.” Gyutaro threatened, a smarmy smirk pulling at his cracked lips.

The man’s eyes wide and glued to the nearly bursting bag. “Uh, yes sir! How can I help you?” Seems that Gyutaro’s obvious wealth had given the greedy human a change of heart.

The upper moon could almost laugh, humans were so predictable, so very easily manipulated by mere worthless coins. It was comical really. Such simple, feeble, stupid creatures they were.

“The Shamisen player from last night, bring me to her.” Gyutaro commanded.

The husband moved to scurry away before Gyutaro stopped him again, his harsh fingers pressing into the human’s bicep.

“I want her for the whole night, do not disturb us. And…” He paused, gaze lolling to the side as he hummed over his thoughts. “Give us some sakè.” He concludes in his orders before giving the man a harsh shove to carry out his demands.

Although, the man didn’t seem to mind. Only happy to hear the demon further running up the tab at his fine establishment.

~

“(Y/N!), (Y/N!)” Came the voice of a fellow house girl at the door.

You glanced up from what you were doing as they knocked frantically at the paper door before ambling over to answer them.

“(Y/N!), that same ugly guy from last night is here asking for you!” They told you, making your brows raise.

“Move!” Hissed the house mistress who roughly pushed the courtesan out of the way as she came running down the hall. “Listen to me,” she started, your ears perking up at the look in her eyes and tone of her voice. This must be serious if the madame was getting involved.

“This man is very rich. Don’t mess this up and make sure he’s satisfied.” She instructed gravely.

“Yes, ma’am.” You replied solemnly.

“And take this, hurry!” She went on, shoving a bottle of sake and cups into your hands before scampering away.

You dutifully turned to set up the small table with the liquor; before the remaining Yujo called out to you.

“Try not to catch any cooties from him, ahaha!” She teased before leaving you to your work.

You only rolled your eyes as you set up the shot glasses.

A few minutes passed before the door slid open again. “Here you are, sir! Enjoy!” The mistress smiled amicably at their new client before seeing herself out, but not before shooting you a forceful glare as a reminder to her earlier instructions as she shut the door to the room.

You got up from your seat on the floor to greet him. “Hello sir, thank you for choosing me. It’s nice to meet you.” You said in your best trained customer service voice, giving a little courtesy bow to him.

“We’ve already met.” He responded stonily.

You blinked before replying, Unknowing that you were already under an appraisal that your very life depended on. “Ah yes, I suppose we sort of met last night. Let me rephrase that, it’s nice to properly meet you.”

He hummed a bit, seemed as though you didn’t know what the demon had truly meant. Only proving his theory more so that you really didn’t remember your past life. That stung a bit.

“Your makeup, take it off.” He told you, pointing a gangly finger to the wash base you had already drawn up to clean yourself up with after your shift.

He had given very little room for argument, but still your curiosity found a way to wedge itself in. “Um, why? If I may ask?” You ventured about his odd request.

Gyutaro almost yelled at you--a mere human--for daring to question him. But when he looked at you, his best friend's eyes stared back and he grew just the slightest bit of patience for your audacity. He smiled in feigned innocence at you. “I want to see you as you truly are.” Noticing your hesitation, he went on rather patiently. “I have you for the whole night, so don’t worry about getting in trouble.”

‘Make sure he’s satisfied.’

The madames earlier words reminded you, before you nodded and set off to do as you were told. He had you for the whole night? No wonder the old woman had been so adamant about your service tonight. He must have dropped a pretty penny.

Gyutaro watched intently as all the white and red melted off your pretty countenance with each scrub; revealing one of his most favorite faces in all existence to him.

A quick glance into your jewelry box mirror showed that you had cleaned your face entirely. You dried yourself before turning back to face him.

“Much better.” He approved, before patting the zabuton beside him. “Come, sit.”

Following his gesture, you took your seat on the floor next to him. Not wanting to waste anymore of your client's time or let awkward silence permeate the room any further than it had, you poured out some sakè into a cup, handing the small ceramic glass to him.

“No thanks, that’s for you.” He denied.

You paused again, he was getting weirder by the second. Why would he spend the money on sakè to not have any for himself? “So it’s all…for me?” You queried slowly.

“Yep. So have as much as you want.” He stated, the sakè was a rather pivotal part of his plan, it was meant to loosen her up and get that mouth of hers running. He was well aware of how these Yujo had been trained; taught not to share any personal information with clients. They would even teach them new ways of speaking to conceal their accents so customers wouldn’t know what parts of Japan they hailed from.

And what he needed right now was any bit of information he could scrape out of her; searching for any kind of significant enough indication that she really was the one. Her uncanny resemblance and his unexplainable dreams of her already worked in her favor.

Gyutaro had always been the most logical of the siblings. Yet all these weird occurrences were too much for even him to ignore.

But what if he was wrong? A mere fool who had embarked on a wild goose chase just for something he wished to be true. What if he had been chasing a make-believe phantom all along? What if his one single hope and dream he had managed to keep clutched in his cold dead heart was just a foolish delusion? How stupid he’d feel. Hardly any better than the humans, he’d mark himself.

But what did it really matter if he was wrong? It’s no skin off his fangs. In fact, the least that could come out of this would just be a full belly. Eternity was an awfully long time after all. And his quest for Yuna provided seasoning to his mundanely repetitive lifestyle. Aside from Daki, if anyone in this world could be worthwhile of all his time and efforts it was her.

“Well go on then.” Gyutaro coaxed, gesturing to the laid out sakè. Though his suggestion sounded more like a command.

You glanced to the cup and back at him, seemingly still unsure before mumbling out a “thank you” and downing the shot.

Gyutaro couldn’t help but laugh at the sour face you made as you swallowed down the burning liquid. “You don’t drink much, do you?” He teased.

“Uh, no I actually don’t.” You relented, chuckling a bit.

Good. Gyutaro figured that must mean you were likely a light-weight. Not that money was an issue, but it seems like this process might be quicker than he anticipated.

“I actually brought you another present.” He informed, reaching into his yukata to give you a small wrapped box. The paper was beautifully decorated and wrapped to perfection. One of Daki’s many forgotten presents she had received over the years. Chances were great that his sister wouldn’t notice it had gone missing; but even if she did, he didn’t care. She had a million of them anyway.

“Oh, uh..thank you..again.” You muttered sweetly, though awkwardly as you took the gift box from his hands. You ripped the paper aside and opened it to see a small bottle inside. As you pulled it out you discovered it was a rather fancy looking perfume.

“Oh wow..” You breathed out in awe as you turned the fragile bottle over in your hands. Judging by the intricate designs in the glass and the ornaments that hung off the nozzle, you knew this had to be expensive. Was this guy just made of money or something? And even if he was, why go to these lengths? This gift was befitting of an Oiran, not an ordinary Yujo like you.

As you popped the top off to get a whiff of your gift your senses were flooded by gardenias. “It’s lovely.” You praised. “I actually just lost my last perfume recently so thank you, I’m very grateful.” You went on.

“You see..” He started lowly. “I HATE the scent of wisteria, so I wanted you to have something better.”

You arched a brow, you hadn’t told him your perfume was wisteria.

“I smelled it on you last night.” He smoothly covered his tracks.

“Oh…I see.” You mumbled, still a bit unsettled.

“So,” He followed up, pressing your closed hands that still gripped the bottle into your chest. “Wear that for me when I visit won’t you?” His “request” once again sounding more like a command than anything.

“Yeah…of course.” You agreed out of courtesy.

“Good girl..” He cooed, gently brushing a stray hair back behind your ear before shoving another glass of sake into your hand you didn’t even see him pour.

“Tell me, how did such a good girl like you end up in a place like this?” He probed casually, no longer wanting to beat around the bush and wanting to get on with his “interview.”

You sat there perplexed by the awfully personal question. One that no one had bothered asking before; because who cared? No one. Except this guy for some reason.

You knew you weren’t allowed to discuss that with him, but you had been told to “satisfy” him right? Besides, this guy gave you the impression that he was not one to trifle with.

You downed your second shot, deeming that you would need it to go through with his question. He smiled in amusement once again at your scrunched face before you replied. “I come from a poor fisherman family. Well, they used to not be poor but they are now. And uh…one day the fish just..quit biting I guess. And so my family became in debt and…here I am.” You explained vaguely.

Gyutaro wasn’t exactly surprised. You had a story that was no different nor special from most any other Yujo. But, oh? What’s this now? Your family used to be well off? Gyutaro would bet that you always had a roof over your head, a bed to sleep in, and plenty to eat right? No way some uppity bitch like you could ever be like Yuna. You’d never begin to understand what it’s like to cling to life for all you had with dirtied and scarred hands.

The demon now had one strike working against you versus your other two. His niceties now slipped away as you became more akin to food in the predator's eyes. And you sat so close and smelled so good. One strike was too many in the murderous demon’s book as he let more of his true personality spill.

“What a pitiful family..” A grossly out of taste smile stretching itself across his blotched features, but his eyes carried his derision. “Letting their little girl sleep on a warm bed all her life just to throw her out to warm beds for creeps like me. And all because of their mistakes. How disgraceful.” His tone was honeyed but sadistic in its mockingly cutting words.

“My…parents tried their best.” You went to defend weakly. You had always tried to lie to yourself exactly as you just did to him, it was easier to make sense of this glorified slavery you’d been forced into if you made yourself believe your parents had tried everything they could to keep you home and safe.

Gyutaro only laughed cruelly at you. “Look at you! You even defend those freeloading parents that let their debt turn you into a whore. HAHA! The most disgraceful thing is you.”

You had been left speechless for now, his words shredding you in ways you’d never quite felt before. Frightened you may be, but little did you actually know, you were speaking to a being that had forsaken it’s humanity and savored suffering; who merely saw you as a struggling helpless insect under his mercy should you not be what he was looking for.

“But lucky for you, I just love all things pathetic and disgraceful like you.” He cooed in your ear, cold fingers wrenching into your soft jawline, forcing you to look into his bloodshot gaze. His free hand having somehow fished itself through the folds of your kimono to grope your inner thigh. “How does it feel to know that you’re gonna have to spread these legs for such a gross guy like me to use you? Still feel like defending your mommy and daddy now?” Chuckling wickedly at your fearful expression that laid in his palm. “Come on sweetheart, tell me, doesn’t my ugly face scare you?”

You felt your pulse quicken and stomach drop as he held you in place. Something was wrong with this guy. Why would he spend all this money just to shower you in gifts then degrade you so mercilessly? He was crazy. The way he gripped you, you could tell he had much more strength to spare just teeming below the surface. He’s so skinny, how was he this strong?

Call it whatever you want, intuition, god, or fate; but your lips moved with ease as you spoke the words that would save your life. “Ugly? I don’t really know what you mean.”

Your customers' grasp felt to instantly lax at your words. His eyes widening and losing their malicious gleam.

That's what she’d said to him…that day they met.

Just as quickly as he had loosened, his iron grip reinforced itself on your poor jaw. You were right, he was stronger than he’d let on. “Don’t you fucking lie to me.” He seethed lowly, his bloodthirsty leer coming back to him.

“I’m-I’m not!” You yelped.

The demon analyzed every crease of your squished and fearful expression as he seemed to stare into your very core. If there was one thing the debt collector knew well, it was fear. He had relished in the icey terror that enveloped his conquests in their last moments for lifetimes now. Their panic, their dread, their last hopes, their tears, and their lies to try and save their own skin had all just been their “flavoring” in his eyes.

And beyond the fear in your eyes was not the essence of a liar; only sincerity.

“You don’t think I’m ugly?” His voice barely above a whisper.

You shook your head. The truth still unwavering in your eyes.

How like her that was.

Gyutaro finally releases you, his hand that had inched ever so dangerously close to more sacred parts now returned to his own lap. The look in his eyes was almost indescribable, but you had come to conclude that it appeared conflicted. And you decided it was better than the previous from moments ago.

“Your shamisen,” He spoke more firmly, pointing to the mentioned instrument that sat propped against the wall. “Play it for me.”

He didn’t need to tell you twice as you promptly followed what you already knew to be a command. Your hands trembled under his calculating watch as you tried to sit down and set up to play. He had set your anxiety ablaze and you knew you had to be sweating but you played on—being sure not to miss a note. Your muscles tensed as he rested his head just above your knees, though you didn’t dare stop in your strumming. Only pressing your shamisen more tightly into your chest, giving up your own comfort for his.

Gyutaro only half listened this time, your music was only to provide some pleasant background as he sorted through the chaos of his war torn mind. He had come here to find one of two answers—yes or no—and he had not thought it would be this difficult to get that.

Logic wanted to point to the fact that you weren’t Yuna. So what if you had said that? So what if you and Yuna were the only people to have ever uttered words that clashed with all others he had been told all his life? That didn’t mean you were her. Not to mention, your new life you had been given was clearly different in a large way from Yuna’s. You had parents. You had never been alone like she had.

All Yuna had ever known was him and the filth of the streets. But you seemed to only know a family’s company and a warm house. If you were her, then he hated you for that. For abandoning and betraying him by daring to have better in this second chance at life you’d been given. Without him. A better that he had not provided for you. That he had promised to give you one day. He struggled to deduce who he hated more for that. You or himself.

It wasn’t fair, all this time he had been waiting for you, yet you had been living it up with some mortal pieces of shit beside a cozy hearth and good food.

And you left him in the dust. Forgotten all about him. How could you? After everything?

But if you were her, could he really hate you for something you had no control over? Maybe you didn’t choose this new life. And maybe just under the surface of all these new memories you had formed, your old ones remained buried somewhere. Maybe his friend he had known really was in there somewhere.

If she was, he’d drag her out himself and make her apologize for keeping him waiting for so long. Honestly, why did that stupid girl have to play these games with him?

But Gyutaro had a new dilemma developing. He was getting hungry. Your delectable scent and the softness of your flesh was driving him mad. It was too good for even a demon of his caliber to suppress his hunger. And the more he thought about it, he might not be able to last a whole night with it taunting him like this. No matter who you were.

He knew he didn’t want to end it all just yet, not when he had more questions than answers on your identity. So he stood up, and made to take his leave for the night.

Your song came to a halt as he made it to the door. “Wait! Don’t go! Did I do something wrong?!” You called after him, although you were afraid of him, you almost feared the house mistress more if he was going to make a complaint about you and demand back all that precious money they wanted so badly from him.

He didn’t even bother to look at you before speaking. “No. You didn’t. I’ve seen enough for now. I’ll be back.” Was all he said before closing the door behind him.

Next time, he’d be sure to eat more before coming. Who had known Yuna had always seemed this delicious?

Chapter 5

#yandere gyutaro #yandere demon slayer #gyutaro shabana #gyutaro x reader #kny gyuutaro #kimetsu no yaiba gyuutarou #gyutaro x y/n #gyuutaro x reader

[arasakas-ronin]

AU Brainrot

Love Like Fire

“Wasn’t asking you to run off to the Badlands with me, Goro.” Though I’d sure like to. We’d be major league, you and I. Canned food and campfires, sleepin’ in the back of your truck, hot-bunk like. Lone wolves ‘thoutha clan. If only we were other people.

Dreams of the sky

It is a foolish dream: to leave the van — call out for his thief, to follow her, disappearing between these tents and cars, and never to return.

It would be easy.

And what of the consequences?

#cp2077 #V/Takemura #Goro Takemura #Vee #original content #screenshots #Badlands #kintsugi #the street rat and the samurai #thinking AU thoughts #it would have ended in tears and seppuku #but they'd have been happy #for a while

[bloodydragam]

Mistake with Valery for the not-so-nice oc asks! ♡

HEY! Thank you so much about the ask!

mistake: What's the worst mistake your OC ever made? What led to them making it? Have they been able to fix it? How have they moved on?

Time to talk about how Valery joined Arasaka. This is going to be long. You all have been warned.

What's the worst mistake your OC ever made?

Losing herself to Arasaka, of course, even if she gets to reconcile with it. She just feels like a traitor to herself, a version of herself that was a bit more joyful, a bit more hopeful, and that she thought lost for a long time: an angsty, angry teen girl that used to be a big fan of SAMURAI, getting inspired for the tear-down-the-system message in their songs, going to protests, misbehaving and eventually stealing some eddies from corpo trucks that dared to pass around Santo Domingo, which eventually lead her to having to accept working for Arasaka and betray all her ideals.

What led to them making it?

At 17, while trying to steal an "inoffensive" truck of Biotechnica, Valery realized that the truck was actually Arasaka (something about Arasaka trying to set up their rival corporations) and while being shock about who she actually was stealing from, a man (Jenkins) entered the truck, but being surprise about V's abilities to steal and act all sneaky, and knowing no one around the neighborhood would distrust her. So he gives V a choice, she either starts working for him or he kills her and her group of friends that were doing an awful job keeping guard. Of course, there wasn't so much of the glory that SAMURAI song talk about on dying caught stealing some few eddies at 17, at least on her frighten mind, so she accepted.

After a year of V having to give this man information about the zone and the 6th Street Gang, and having seen V as someone not only smart and sneaky, with a great ability to lie, but also someone he could easily manipulate, he offered her another choice: she accepts an official job at Arasaka, getting her out of Santo Domingo noneless, or he tells the 6th Street Gang about how she had been acting as a rat for Arasaka.

And of course, she didn't really have much of a choice. He offered an 18-year-old girl a deal she couldn't refuse.

That's how at 18 she stars working for Arasaka, shockingly and apparently out of nowhere to everyone who knew her. So, to her friends that used to share her hate for the system and wannabe rebel soul, she was a traitor, and her parents had to leave the city for all the threats from their neighborhood, who among the gang and her friends and just people gossiping, Valery was the worst kind of trashy person.

Have they been able to fix it?

After all the suffering and things she had to do to survive, V excelled at her job, she had to, she couldn't go home and now surviving and excelling was all left to her to do, but after being thrown away from Arasaka thanks to Jenkins´ stupidity, she kind of starts the path to recovering her soul, as Jackie told her.

At starters, she didn't want to be a merc, she had lost all kind of enthusiasm about that life she had dreamed about in her teens, but she just let herself be guided by Jackie until that job that promised her to get revenge on Arasaka and keep surviving was present to her, even if she had her doubts about it.

And we know that didn't go as planned, but suddenly her efforts to just survive were frustrated again having the mind of his teens' idol stuck in her head, slowly killing her and actually trying to get rid of her in their first meeting.

But dealing with Johnny was dealing with her past mistakes for the first time, dealing with ideals she used to stand for, and basically dealing with an embodiment of her past self and what she used to dream about (falling in love with him was a bonus) and that was exactly what she needed.

V couldn't undo all her lies, nor the choices she made to survive, nor get back all what she lost... but she could get her soul back, as Jackie had said.

How have they moved on?

By reconnecting with her old self, that includes letting go of any ties to Arasaka, stop any quirks she learned when working there, getting back at them too... but mostly by helping Johnny, forgiving him in the Oil Fields instead of running back to Arasaka just for being petty, helping with Rogue and Kerry and all that.

By the time V helps him reunite SAMURAI (and hey, V actually gets to sing there, but that's for another post), V had passed from her black braided hair that hold everything in place to a messy red hair that makes her look like Medusa, changing her make up, etc... she just lives the life she always wanted, with the help of her teen years' idol (once again falling in love with him was an unexpected bonus).

#yay asks! #oc: valery rodriguez #otp: one and the same #i swear that i am sorry for taking ages to answer asks #but i love them #and i love the lore dump

[ga-yuu]

Is there an ikegen character that comes from a poor background?

The first one that comes to mind and the obvious one is Sueharu. Before what he is now, he was living in poverty, stealing food and getting into street fights with other gangs of children who were older than him. What happened to him before that is still a mystery? We know nothing about his parents nor how he became a street rat? Also, we don't know what happened after he left Morinaga and how he became a rich black merchant? and also how he lost his one-eye? Let's wait for his main story!!

The next one I guess it's Yoshitsune, because, days after he was born, he was sent to a monk temple at Mt. Kurama after the Genji Clan fell in the Genpei War. This is different from the real-life Yoshitsune, who was sent to the monk temple at the age of 10. The Yoshitsune in this game does not remember his mother nor he knew that he was the child of a samurai. He was sent to the monk temple to become a monk but he wasn't interested in it. On top of all of this, his soul was one of a kind because it was lying in between the realm of humans and the realm of demons, which makes Yoshitsune look more like a demon than a human. Due to this, he was obviously outcasted by humans and his soul was, and is even now, delicious food for demons. Every day, he would wake up to find, scary-looking demons chasing after him to eat his soul...until one day, Kurama found him and claimed that Yoshitsune's soul belong to him. From that day onwards, Kurama raised Yoshitsune.

Then we also have Kurama, whose whole Tengu Clan was destroyed by none other than our Tamamo, when was still a baby. How Kurama survived right after that tragedy is still a mystery. We only know that the young Kurama (5 or 6 years old) was later found injured and buried in the snow by Ibuki who was casually strolling one night. Mind you, Kurama didn't even have a name. Ibuki was the one who gave him the name 'Kurama' which is also the name of the land where he found Kurama buried in snow. After that, he adopted him and 'raised' him.

Then finally we have Ibuki, who was exchanged with a human baby by his own Demon mother for unknown reasons and was also outcasted by the people in the village in which he grew up. Of course, he later destroyed that village and then became the Demon King.

So far these are the only ones I could think of. The rest came from a seemingly wealthy background but was mistreated later on in life, except for Morinaga, who was raised well by his parents and had a happy life up to now.

#ikemen series #ikemen genjiden #asks

[rpmemesbyarat]

RP meme from “r/BrandNewSentences” on Reddit

“Sugar babies? In this economy.” “Every day I aspire to be insane, flirtatious, androgynous, and violent just like Bugs Bunny.” “These liberal freaks on campuses are now gorging themselves with watermelon and refried beans in an attempt to barf on conservative speakers.” “Every married woman is a mass murderer and every daughter is a mass murderer to be.” “The beard has turned into the padded bra of masculinity. Sure it looks sexy, but whatcha got under there?” “What is constipation, if not clogged farteries?” “It’s not often a robot centipede crawls out of my vagina.” “ Me and the 15 inch dildo against the world.”     “I was in the middle of Walmart and realized I had a squirrel stuffed in my bra.” “Fam no one said lesbians are omniscient.“ “Everyone wants to live in a police-free world until a bare-ass naked motherfucker with a samurai sword and a huge erection starts chasing you down the street.” “Good thing birds can’t do heroin.” “You orally-flatulent, two-faced mass of moral refuse.” “Nothing feels quite like noticing someone’s pointe shoe is broken and now they’re dancing on a shank made of prayers and willpower.” “That boat must STINK” “I like that the Venus flytrap could just get energy from the sun but chooses violence.” “What if you were about to get head from the Xenomorph and you pulled your pants down and she started laughing and said “looks like a job for the little mouth”?” “Do you dry your face after a shower with the same towel you use to dry your balls, or do you have a separate ball towel?” “This era stinks.” “When someone at a club bathroom asks me to piss in their mouth, what does it mean? Is it some scam?” “Idiots gonna idiot!” “Punch me in the jaw as hard as you can, just use the gloves! What could go wrong?” “Saw a knight in the park the other day.” “My zipper broke at work, right before a few important meetings.” “If Saturn was replaced by an equally massive dildo, in what ways would society change?” “You awake now... I've been waiting all morning” “The hardest choices require the strongest wills” “Imagine eagles airdropping rats onto Costcos like an air raid“ “Ah, the age-old struggle of “is this vampires or Jesus” “My stretchmarks look like I fought off a horny raccoon” “I have a discount digestive system, and I take a lot of calls while on the toilet.” “Cosmetic surgery is yassified taxidermy for live things.” “Gotta tell ya, there is nothing scarier than a male mallard’s junk. They fly at hen decoys sometimes fully erect and it looks like they are dragging a garden hose.” “It kinda looked like a turd, but in a majestic way.” “I accidentally made a porno.”

#rp meme #rp memes #rp starters #roleplay starters #roleplay memes #roleplay meme #brand new sentences #reddit

[messerkampf]

hide info-dump as a treat

okay I'll definitely need to make a more formal version of this later, because this will be like, 90% pre-sleep-rambling, but a bit about Hide:

Hide comes from a program formed by Renraku when they started looking for options besides shadowrunners. Shadowrunners are always a "necessary evil" for corps-- having mercenaries you can claim no connection to do your dirty work can be useful, no matter how big your army is or how strong your political power is. Problem is, Shadowrunners are fallible-- they have their own desires and wants, they can fail, they can rat you out, double cross, take what they stole, change their minds-- they're a liability.

So, in an effort to cut down on that liability, and looking for a more anonymous force than the Red Samurai, a section of Renraku started up a secret program to raise some of their own, loyal mercenaries. The goal was to have it removed enough that they could legally claim no tie to the program or even any knowledge of it, but somehow have the mercenaries loyal to the company through and through.

It wasn't expected to last very long-- they knew sooner or later the group would be found out, killed, or disintegrate-- but it would be valuable while it worked. So they picked out some teachers and managers, and started plucking up some SINless kids from the streets with real promise.

[i'll put the rest under a cut cause its getting long]

Raised to be loyal to Renraku, there was more focus on serving the program they were in that Renraku itself. Renraku managed the program, sure, but it couldn't be too involved, so you were trying to be the best to your family in the program by doing your job. There's a lot more to it-- a lot of common cult tactics, and a lot of feeling like there's nowhere else to go when you're 'family' is all there, but this is already getting a bit long kjdhhdf

Hide was raised since about the age of 7 in the program, and actually completely loyal to it at first. He did a lot of decking and social spy work-- being inserted into situations to sway opinions, gather information, or keep people in line, all while appearing friendly and charismatic while doing so. A lot of it was wetwork as well. The loyalty and skill was enforced in the way corps only know how: coercion, threats, violence, lies, deprivation, propaganda... anything to make their mercenaries want to stay in their group, be the best, and serve the company

He only started seeing issues with it when a few of his other 'family members' started questioning things. It sewed enough seeds in him (plus one mission gone a bit wrong) to get him poking around on various BBS, reading about everything he could. He broke little rules here and there, before finding a group of neo anarchists. Their views were SO drastically different than his own, he couldn't stop reading about them. While he didn't agree with the program as much anymore, he didn't fully agree with the anarchists either, though they seemed to be a far better option.

He started getting bolder, covering his tracks and making posts. He befriended Monika, and the two spent a lot of time talking, giving as little information about themselves to each other as possible. Monika encouraged Hide to leave the situation he was in, and he eventually did it, carefully biding his time until he could fake his death and slip away into the shadows. (He doesn't know it, but the program was already starting to burst at the seams-- Renraku was starting to realize its assets were more loyal to each other than the company that was oh-so-distant and uncaring about them).

On his own, he took his time to set himself up safely and lay low. He kept contact with Monika, until they decided to meet up in person. They both agreed it was dumb-- it could easily be a trap or result in one of them getting hurt-- but they did it anyway. Monika helped integrate Hide into the Shadowrunning world, and was his first real friend outside of the program. He took off to do his own thing with a few different teams, always keeping contact with her, until a run went really wrong and resulted in the death of most of the runners except Hide. Monika asked him to come join her team, and he accepted... and then it really started to kick off.

Hide has a hard time with it-- he's glad he left the program, but he still misses the people, and parts of the program. He often tries to rationalize a lot of what happened to him, thinking it couldn't be that bad, or not even realizing how bad it was.

#there's a lot more to the program but this is getting long skejhkseh #ive been tentatively calling it the ouroboros program-- a program meant to 'destroy' itself #leaving no evidence in its service to renraku #and hopefully repeatable in a different cell somewhere else #my oc: hide #dragonfall

[visionkept]

CHARACTER STORIES; 1 & 2.

CHARACTER DETAILS. ( TOMOYA AOKI ).

An acclaimed wandering samurai known by many in the land of eternity as they who defies the lightning’s glow. 

Tomoya, or Tomo as many call them, is an assertive swordsman native from Inazuma. They have made a name for themselves among the other samurais due to its efficiency and ability.

Those who have witnessed their technique share that the power that comes from their sword is as fast and bright as a lightning ( hence the nickname ). ❝ A single strike from Tomo’s sword is enough to defeat the toughest of warriors. ❞

It’s not unusual for local merchants to hire Tomoya when Inazuma's trade routes get filled with bandits and pirates. It’s even rumored that the Kamisato clan has commissioned Tomoya with some top secret assignments behind the Tenryou commission’s back. 

If you ever come across Tomoya in one of your trips, do not be shy and have a drink with them ! Perhaps they will give in and tell you a few of their stories. 

CHARACTER STORY 1. ( TAMA ? WHO IS SHE ? )

Have you met Tama ? 

She’s Tomoya’s partner in crime and the most beautiful girl in the samurai’s humble opinion. Do not get surprised when out of Tomoya’s kimono peeks out some gorgeous sapphire eyes, that’s just Tama saying hello.

That’s right, Tama is the turkish angora cat that always hangs around Tomoya. No matter where they go, if it’s Liyue or Sumeru, Tama will most likely be there at their side. What an inseparable duo !

Curious on how the two met ? Well, there’s no certain answer available at the moment. Tomoya likes to change the story whenever someone asks them. But if there’s something certain, it’s that those two have a rather special bond.

                     ❝ To tell the truth, I think I need her more than she needs me. ❞

If you haven’t met her yet, find Tomoya and ask them about Tama ! I’m pretty sure she will pop out of her usual hiding place to greet you with a big ‘MEOW’ ! Make sure to bring her some tuna though, she’s a bit demanding.

You know, maybe Tama is the most spoiled cat in all Inazuma. . . or even in all Teyvat !

CHARACTER STORY 2. ( A LIGHTNING’S STORM )

Not much is known about Tomoya’s past.

The general public only knows their first name, that they come from Inazuma, and that they have been a wandering samurai for a long time. The rest is kept a mystery.

There’s no official documents stating their date of birth, nor information of their parents or close relatives. Who are they ? WHO REALLY IS TOMOYA ?

                                                         🟪

   (  Tomoya Aoki. . . 

        ❝ You NAMED yourself Aoki because you REFUSE to use dad’s last name. ❞      🟪 ❝ That guy isn’t OUR dad. That filthy man is NOTHING to me, to US. ❞        ❝ But mom wants us to keep his name, maybe that way he will--- ❞      🟪 ❝ He won’t and you know that too. In his eyes, we are not his daughter and son, we are street rats trying to ruin his career. ❞

                    Tomoya Fujihara. . . illegitimate offspring of the Fujihara Clan leader. Raised by their mother, once a housekeeper in the Fujihara household, before being banished alongside her two children ).

                                                        🟪

              Perhaps. . . the day will come when they finally open up to someone.

                    ❝ My name ? You know it already ~ ! Oh. . . you mean my COMPLETE name ? Well, this better stay between the two of us, gotcha ? Aoki, TOMOYA AOKI. . . heh, it’s strange saying it out loud after so long. ❞

#hiii besties im just gonna *DROPS TOMO LORE ON THE DASH* #this is obvs part one btw #︾╼╼ █ █ ║˚ ▹ HEADCANONS.▕🗲 #TW. long post.

[cherryrockpops]

1, 19, 37 plsss

What is their full name? Do they have any nicknames? What are they and why did they get them?

His full name is "Nicolas B." with his last name being just the initial. Originally it was to stand for 'Bakker' since it was Selita Bakker who took him in, but he wasn't loved/accepted by the clan growing up, and it ended up standing for 'bastard' instead as the clan ostracized him. (Nicknamed R.B. by his bullies. Stands for Raffin Bastard) When he got to NC, he would use the alias B (play on sound with V) for work and friends who knew his full name could call him Nick or Nicky for short. Course trusting friends with his full name was hard for Nick, so anyone who did know it meant he trusted them with his life.

Is your character from night city? If no, where were they born? What brought them to night city? If yes, what area of the city did they grow up?

Shortest answer I can give, Nick was born in a baby factory set up by the Wraiths and was adopted by the Bakker clan shortly after its destruction. Around the age of 13, he was cast out and Nick made his way to Night City to start over, becoming a street rat (homeless kid).

Tell a short story about your character with their best choom.

This might not exactly be "best choom" material, but I got one from when Nick was working as Samurai's Roadie (before they signed on with Universal). Hoping to get more of this fleshed out once I hit that part of my fic.

Nick was working on collecting all the musical equipment after a show when he hears Kerry and Johnny yelling from their dressing room. From what Nick could hear, it sounded like one of their many judgmental arguments after a show. Blaming each other for their performance or fighting over how Samurai's direction should go. Concerned by the fact that their voices could reach all the way back to the stage, Nick heads over to see what all the commotion is about this time.

Upon opening the door, Johnny is yelling and shoving his cigarette butt in Kerry's face while Kerry looks like a rocket bottle about to explode. The other band members staying clear of the explosion zone should fists start flying. From what Denny was able to fill him in on, the conversation was along the lines of a popularity contest, fighting on who should be center stage. Johnny would use center stage to scream out his 'down with Corps' propaganda while Kerry preferred to scream out his music in hopes of getting a record deal with one of the said giant corps. Of course Johnny wasn't for that and currently being his a**hole self pointing out that it wasn't his problem that the fans wanted to hear him more than Kerry.

J: The band isn't Samurai without Johnny Silverhand!

Seeing Kerry near breakdown as Johnny backhandedly states this band is worthless without him was the final straw for Nick. Kerry loved music and he loved Samurai. Johnny had no right to knock him down as nothing more than his shadow. Gritting his teeth, Nick bodly steps into their fight, draping his arm over Kerry's shoulder and squares himself directly with Johnny. He shoves his lolipop in his face mockingly.

B: Well good thing your name is Silverhand, cause you will always be second place to this gold star!

#oc things #nicolasb #background #q&a game