#I TRULY AM OK . I TRULY DO HAVE EVERYTHING UNDER CONTROL

[munamania]

ok had another ‘deep’ convo or whatever with this girl (until 4 in the morning amazing since i had to be up early today) and she really is a lovely person. and i still like her so much. but i feel like i had this sinking feeling of oh jesus christ i don’t know if i can ever say something to you about this

#i mean. we talked about a Lot clearly and i feel like. idk if she is really truly just straight and im an idiot #or if she’s maybe. bi and not willing or needing to like worry about it. yk #and i’m genuinely so happy after everything we’ve talked about that she’s in like a good place and i really #do adore just. this strange dynamic we’ve built. but how much did i overestimate how much it meant to her? #ok well hang on. how much did i possibly mistake tension for… well idk. her just being someone that likes attention and us both enjoying #just talking about whatever. lol #because she is very kind and even if i am mistaking the feelings she’s still very thoughtful toward me and i appreciate that #like she’s a good friend. that unfortunately i’ve had the thought of. oh no if we keep talking am i gonna fall in like one sided love here #hopefully i can keep that under control if i can keep the expectations managed lol #i don’t know what to think whatever!!!!!!!!!!!! #film girl saga #like it feels like we’re building this foundation of trust and comfort and we’ve talked explicitly about sexuality and perception and #idk a bunch of shit. idek how many times now. and i just don’t. sigh #i don’t think she would stop being friends with me but it’s the classic well great now i don’t want it to be weird #and maybe we have a strange enough dynamic that it could easily pass lol idk. #she unfortunately knows how overthinky i am now and i know a little more abt how her thought process works #and it’s like we’re circling these conversations and i’m petrified to know if she ever. has Perceived the feelings. and either #gotten caught up in that and confused or still just enjoyed the conversation enough to look past it. or whatever another altnerative could b

[obsessivestickynotes]

Very big rant about the redacted storyline being misunderstood

saw a tiktok of someone complaining about the timeline “handing out answers and spoiling everything”. Though I had read every event of the timeline, I have yet to come across information I had not already known about. (Excluding the very interesting information about how the Solaire clan came to be) I am becoming frustrated with people on tiktok not considering the context and complicity of the storyline. Considering the timeline, Erik had said that these weren’t spoilers about things to come but confirmations.

I saw another tiktok disregarding the importance of the Inversion; saying that the only purpose it served was to traumatize the characters (—I do recall in their previous tiktoks that they were not interested in the “lore” side of things. Which is ok! But I wouldn’t recommend talking about it in such little consideration or knowledge.) I believe that the Inversion served many purposes and will most likely be a opening for bigger things to come.

Additionally, the recent Bowling video, which has already been discussed. People over on tiktok are taking the DAMN relationship out of complete context without mentioning previous discussion of said relationship. This is specifically towards Lasko and Gavin’s relationship. Not only had freelancer allowed the flirting to continue, they also joined in on the teasing. Freelancer’s dynamic with the elementals is also not being considered. It was mentioned in earlier videos (and implied) that freelancer is quiet and a person who listens more than talks. Freelancer was probably sitting back and enjoying their closest friends getting along. That’s it.

But I guess since every character can be a self insert, every insecurity, opinion and action must reflect onto the listener—and if they do not think, say, or do the same thing you would do in a specific situation, then something is clearly wrong with the character and not the person inserting themselves onto the listener/s. Are people forgetting that this is Erik’s story and not yours? That, yes, the listeners can be self-inserts, but they are still Erik’s characters.

I want to mention another post on redacted tiktok that believes that the listener characters choosing “peace” instead of “violence” was lazy writing. They were specifically calling out the Android and Freelancer. The android could choose what to do about Marcus after they were aware of what he was doing to them. The person on tiktok was upset the android did not choose to kill or harm Marcus. If they truly knew anything about the Project Meridian, they would know that it’s a project that is under the control of the GOVERNMENT. Plus, it’s implied that the Android does feel sympathy and probably knows that taking a life is against the law.

Now the freelancer argument; they are upset because freelancer didn’t want Damien to beat the shit out of Kody. Knowing freelancer, they’re whole character and storyline revolves around them being sympathetic and kind. I don’t even have to give examples of the times where freelancer considers their friend’s problems above their own. I know that Kody is very far from a friend and I am not trying to imply that Kody doesn’t deserve a harsh punishment. But, if the person who was complaining about the writing was in charge of the characters actions, I would complain that freelancer encouraging Damien to deck Kody would be out of the character entirely.

If anyone would like to tell me off for being ignorant and rude then I will gladly allow myself to be humbled. Maybe I am being overly passionate and defensive.

#I get that people have different opinions and views #i am just upset #they had the gall to call Erik’s writing LAZY #was lazy writing what got you into the fandom in the first place????? #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted tiktok

[beannary]

If you want to talk about one of your aus, or au ideas, I'd love to hear about them! (*scoots my chair forward, looking hopeful*)

ok ive been wanting to answer this for a while but i kept on being so scared because ah! this is the one opportunity ill get to talk about my au! but then i realized that is stupid this is not gonna be my only opportunity to talk about my au

putting my ramblings under a read more because i ended up uh saying a whole lot about Donnie and his relationship with both Splinter and Big Mama

ok so basically ive been thinking a lot about the little prince au because it is fully my child and i adore it so much but ive been specifically thinking about Donnie and Splinter's relationship because I really want to write their relationship well

theyre gonna have such an interesting relationship. I know I havent gotten into how Big Mama ended up with Donnie but I am working on a comic for that so I'm not going to get into all of the details but Splinter does know that he left a turtle behind, he just thinks that the turtle he left behind died in the lab explosion, so over the years he has dealt with guilt because of that but overtime that guilt not necessarily faded but he comes to rationalize it because truly it wasn't his fault that Donnie got left behind, and truly there was nothing he could have done to save Donnie. But once he learns that Donnie is not only alive but that he's been living with Big Mama, Splinter's guilt is going to come back at full force because oh my god, not only is the kid that he thought was dead actually alive but he was raised by the woman who kidnapped Splinter and forced him to fight for years!

Splinter is going to be trying so hard to get Donnie to live with him once he learns that Donnie is alive, and he's going to be trying so hard to be the best parent for Donnie ever to like makeup for abandoning Donnie back in the lab explosion. or you know, not abandoning Donnie but that's what Splinter sees it as

I also want Donnie to have like similar reactions to leaving Big Mama that Splinter had. Like undeniably Splinter was incredibly depressed after leaving Big Mama, and like Big Mama turned this thing that Splinter loved, you know performing and being in the spotlight and entertaining!, and completely took away any agency that he could have to this thing that he loved to the point where he refused to take part in it just so he could have some sort of control over his life again

When Donnie leaves Big Mama (whether its by his own will or not I havent decided or figured out how he comes to live with the Hamatos yet) but he's going to go through something similar just a complete shut down where he abandons everything that he loved to do because he now associates them with Big Mama and her control over him if that makes sense? Like Donnie LOVES dancing and he loves playing music and listening to music! but these are activities that Big Mama actively encouraged and so naturally hes going to associate them with her.

I think one thing Donnie is going to throw himself into when he first leaves Big Mama is his inventing. Sort of like how Splinter would lose himself in his shows, I think Donnie is going to get into a sort of headspace where he just spaces out and doesn't have to think about anything while he's tinkering around.

Donnie and Splinter I think are also both going to want to try to prove themselves to each other? Splinter I think might end up being really overbearing while trying to makeup for all this lost time while Donnie is going to try to be the perfect son for Splinter just like he tried to be the perfect son for Big Mama

But like once they actually get to talking and once Donnie is more comfortable around Splinter I think these two are going to have a lot of heart to hearts just because Big Mama controlled their lives for so long, there's a lot of stuff to bond over and relate to

Idk Im not super confident in my writing abilities and Im trying really hard to portray Big Mama as a narcissistic parent but a lot of the stuff that I've read about how narcissistic personality disorder might portray itself in a parental role like centers heavily on the way that they pit siblings against each other and Donnie does not have a sibling! So I guess in a sense he would be both the golden child and the scapegoat which must make for a confusing existence. I dont even know if im portraying this well at all or if any of this is coming across in my writing but I sure hope that it is!

Another thing I want to get into is how Big Mama like reacts to Donnie's inventing because like having a super smart kid that can build you whatever you want is logically a very good resource to have and she does want him to keep building her stuff. But like inventing is messy! Science is messy! In an ideal world Donnie would be getting down and dirty working hard on engineering and botany, and like Donnie can sometimes get so focused on his work that he turns into a bit of a hermit till he comes out of that focused mindset and that's really the part that Big Mama doesn't like because like yes having a super smart kid does reflect very well on her, but having a kid whose constantly playing in the dirt or messing around with explosives and other dangerous devices and who occasionally goes completely MIA while working does not reflect well on her. So she's put into a position where she both wants Donnie to keep building her stuff but she also doesn't want all that extra messiness that comes with encouraging this interest of his.

Anyways im going to stop now because this has gotten WAY too long and I dont even know where im going with this! but it was so helpful to write this all out and just like getting my like thoughts you know written out so I can actually see if any of this makes sense asdklfjhsakdjh

#bean babbles #literally bean is babbling so much in this one guys #answered asks #writing-biting #tlp au #the little prince separated au #idk im kind of feeling this all out especially with big mama and donnies relationship #because i am projecting a lot obviously because donnie is my blorbo but also like my relationship with my mom is not nearly as intense #as donnies is with big mama #so mostly ive been doing a lot of reading into psychology to try to write this well #and i hope that as i write more about big mama and donnie that i will be writing that well #idk im so nervous about this au because drawing is definitely something im better at than writing and doing a comic is like combining both #and combining something im good at with something im not super confident with #OK im shutting up for real now askdlhfjalksjhdf

[ronearoundblindly]

Hello, Ro!!! 🌻🌻🌻

Okay so I suddenly notice my hair is long enough to nearly my waist

so can I have a fluff one that reader is not aware of her hair became long, she only notice the dryer time became longer🤣🤣🤣

And Steve notices, he choose some beautiful hair tie and learn how to braid hair from Thor, and maybe Tony host a party, and Steve volunteers to braid her hair and she suddenly noticed her hair been so long.

Hehe need some fluff and sweet from this site became too... ppl step into other's territory and say stuff rude. I am tired of this😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

Anyway, wish you have a good dayy friend!!

Yeah, I wasn't on for the toxic sh*t that went down yesterday, but I had the privilege of my husband (yes, that guy) shoving that news in my face. I know he did it to provoke me, but not because of the actual news. It was to accentuate quite a few terrible things that don't have to do with what I truly hope is a happy couple.

So let's have some happy couple fluff, shall we?

"It's not even dry yet."

"Ok, then I gotta start getting ready right after work."

"Why do these ties keep breaking? Is the elastic old? What the hell?!"

Your face smacks the pillow, and Steve can see but you can't...apparently.

Your hair covers your shoulders like a blanket, gets trapped when you go to turn over, encircles the column of your neck like a lacy choker, and you haven't figured it out.

Sure, he doesn't understand what you mean by 'crispy ends' or 'arm fatigue' when you're standing in the bathroom, open-legged and practically panting from the effort to do your hair for the night, but he hears the huffs and the sighs. He can understand feeling like losing a battle with your body when you're trying your best. He remembers that.

So one day, he's caught staring at Thor's hair, and that doesn't go unnoticed.

"Sorry, my dear captain, but two beefy blond alphas would not make a good pairing. I am flattered though."

Steve snaps back. "What? No. It's just...your hair, the--" he wiggles his hand by his head "--things."

Thor pulls a strand forward. "Braids?"

"Yeah, those. How do you do that?"

Thor quizzically regards the short crop atop Steve's head and frowns. "I do not believe--"

"Not for me," Steve corrects, "for my girl."

The beefier (is he though?) man lights up with understanding. "Ah, yes, I see. Of course." He then pulls Steve into a side hug and leans in to whisper. "I warn you though. This will be a different challenge than you are accustomed to. It will require patience and much practice."

Steve blanches. How bad can this be? Is braiding harder than sex? Good lord, what has he gotten himself into?

"DAMN IT," you grouch in the bathroom.

"Honey...?" Steve peeks around the doorframe. "Everything alright?"

"No. No, it is not," you whine, sitting on the toilet and burying your face in your hands, a curtain of hair blocking what little light could shine through your fingers. "My hair is too dirty, I don't have time to do it before we need to meet Bucky and Nat downstairs, and I just broke my last hair tie!"

You're on the verge of tears. The last thing you wanted was to bother Steve with this.

"I can help."

You almost laugh. What the hell is he gonna do? Tuck it up under a cowl?

"Come on," he offers, a hand sliding under your elbow, "come sit on the edge of the bed and take a minute."

But with each second that passes you are more and more aware of how the crown of your head will still be damp if you don't start soon, or how your neckline will curl onto itself when it's not properly set and leave an annoying crimp. You barely notice Steve's fingers in your hair.

He's comforting you. That's nice. He does love running his fingers through it, and he's probably trying to prove the point that if it's good enough for him, it's fine to go out with. That's not the point. You want to look good, but a prominent feature on you is unruly and feeling more and more out of control.

His fingers continue gliding through your hair at your temples. Well, no, just one temple.

Then you feel a very delicate tugging instead of his fingers at your scalp.

Then the tugging repeats methodically.

"What are you doing?" You turn to see.

Steve blushes, already down past your shoulder so you can see the braid weaving in his hands.

You look up into his eyes, repeating your question silently.

He shrugs. He simply shrugs.

"I wanted to take care of you," he finally says, and it's at that moment you notice he is still going on that one braid. He's been twisting strand over strand this whole time, sitting with his leg bent on the bed between you, and he doesn't have to lean forward anymore.

It's so damn long.

That's it. That's the moment. When was the last time you got it cut? You can't even remember. There's been so much going on, and you're lucky you've been drinking water much less scheduling outside appointments for personal care.

"I love it, you know," Steve mutters as he pulls out a tiny string of leather, deftly affixing it to the end of the braid, and starting a new one just above it. "I love it every single day. Long or short. Washed or unwashed."

He pointedly smirks and leans forward to kiss that closest temple.

"And if I love it that much, I should help you love it, too."

When he's done with the second one, he pulls out another leather tie.

"Thor?"

Steve nods and then stands. Before he sits on the other side of you though, he rummages through his side of the closet to produce a Target bag, sheepishly handing it over.

"I bought you some things, too, but those were all he taught me with."

Inside the bag is clips and elastics, big and small. Headbands. Scrunchies. Two head scarves. Bobby pins with decorations and plain ones the color of your hair. It's quite the stash.

You see the receipt at the bottom, probably kept to return anything you don't like. "Steve, how much did this all--"

He snatches the paper out of your hand. "NOTHING," he shrieks a little too loudly.

And now you really have to laugh. Yes, Steve has an artistic side. Yes, he likes all his variety of pencils and charcoals.

But this?

He can't use this skill on anything but you.

He spent time learning and shopping for only you.

You sniffle at the end of a relieving belly laugh, sighing one more time but in pure contentment.

"Ok, coiffure," you announce, angling yourself away to present your loose locks. "Better finish up."

He sits down happily, keeping the bag open for you to choose from.

"Stick with the leather--" you shrug "--I have some boots to match."

There you have it, Notoriously Lovely Nana! I hope you enjoyed it, and I'm rooting for us all to have more positivity today and beyond.

Thank you for trusting me with the feels.

🥰

#ro answers #notorious nana #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x reader fluff #steve x reader

[kibbits]

It’s health scare anon here again (I really should get better identification others then my health issues) with gentle reminder to all to drink water, take your meds, and two burning questions about the BAL!Boys:

1. If it ever became an option (I do mean an option, not that Fazbear would give them one), would they get separate bodies? Would the answer change once they develop their individuality? 

2. Is there a BAL!Eclipse? And are they a separate entity or truly both Moon and Sun?

GOD ANON ARE YOU PSYCHIC?! 'CAUSE I S2G THAT "3AM EPIPHANY I AM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH" WAS ABOUT THAT EXACT TRAIN OF THOUGHT (also yes ghfffh i care you but id love another thing to call you ehehe)

Ok so first, very short answers (hopefully) and then the spiral into lore under the readmore!

At first they miiiight? Useful to have 2 of them on stage, but very complicated for lore reasons that are gonna be under the readmore. Its also kind of their gimmick at this point they they're both one/transform on stage. Then in the middle when they're finding themselves aaaaabsolutely not! Panic attack at the mere thought of it honestly their situation is way too complicated at this point. At the end.. I don't think so, nope! MAYBE if like. The option to hop back and forth is there? The option could be fun, but they're comfortable where they are and they'd rather stay together. (I'm not opposed to making art with both for funsies though!) .

There is and isn't : ) It's not a separate entity, for sure. THIS especially is the thought that sparked this whole lore I'm about to drop fkjldgjkl

ANYWAY FRESH LORE! GET YOUR 3AM BREAK A LEG! EXISTENTIAL LORE!

Thanks @eyndr-stories and @lavenoon for helping me ramble it out and get decent sleep kljdgk

So I started thinking about Eclipses in the fandom in general, and how the Sun-Moon relationship is so different from AU to AU.

In Break a Leg!, they don't really have an Eclipse. Or rather-- They ARE the Eclipse, themselves.

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They're not one person, exactly, but they do share a literal brain/processor as well as memory banks. They're one person and two people (and it's very blurry in the beginning).

They're also just. In a constant state of compromise. 'Cause if one of them starts to break the rules they set between them, then the other one's gonna fight them for space and control. They have a lot more leeway/overlap to take over the shared body (the light levels makes the line between them blurrier, but it's still a joint effort) so really all that keeps them in some semblance of balance is, well, the balance itself!

They don't keep secrets from each other-- why would they? Again, they share memory banks! They... can disagree, but not in a fighting sense. They have different opinions, but they know and acknowledge the other's.

I don't know enough about multiplicity and I'm a singlet, but alters is the closest I can think of as to what they are to each other? This is just for comparison's sake, though-- they weren't thought up with this in mind, but I just felt like the comparison was worth pointing out. Especially with the having to compromise, and having an internal set of rules/behaviors they adhere to for the sake of harmony/balance between them.

Or I guess like a Gem Fusion, but with their own voices still?? They'd be Garnet fjklfdl

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So, especially in the beginning, they're one big walking compromise. They are the overlap and the points in common between each other. And the thing they have the most in common? Is their purpose. Their roles. Their scripts.

The individual differences are there, but they're not super acknowledged or important to them (on the inside, mind you). They don't really know who 'Sun' or 'Moon' are, yet, aside from the overlap, so they do everything together-- kind of like they're planning a story together.

They can both be active at any time-- even at the same time, which they do often. The buttons on their chest are speakers so that they can sing duets/harmonies during shows, but they can also both talk at any time, no matter who's fronting. They experience everything together.

Actually, I think 'Sun' and 'Moon' probably swapped a bunch of times before the AU when one was more suited to being an antagonist or protagonist for a story (Previously-Sun does the laugh better, or Previously-Moon does the movement. Maybe both at the same time and Moon puppets the body while Sun does the laugh when it's that character!)

To the point where even they don't know if they're switched or not between the original Sun and Moon anymore. Moon just tends to do villain/antagonist roles better, and Sun prefers the heroes/protags!

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They're like... A Heel and a Face. (idk why i went with wrestling terms?? Basically it's the same concept: two actors, one of which you're supposed to cheer on as a hero and one as a villain)

They're antagonists in a script sense, but they're always on the same page. Literally.

Narratively, they're opposites and opponents. But actually, they're coworkers! They have the same goal: a good story!

There's no virus Moon. Sun is a Hero, but he won't interfere when Moon gets ya if that's what's gotta happen for the story, because he's not a foil or adversary to Moon (or vise versa), their roles are. They themselves are, to quote Garnet, 'a conversation'.

The 'villain' part isn't that Moon is evil, it's that they both struggle with detaching themselves from their identity as their roles.

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The AU is all literally a journey of self-discovery (of the both of them together, of themselves individually) but it's also developing personalities and sentience as an animatronic developing self-awareness? gfjkldjk "FNAF:SB but the AI becomes self-aware."

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SO! In the beginning, Sun and Moon are two people in one-- like, well, an acting crew. Who they are outside of work is irrelevant to them because they're animatronics and they work 24/7, they don't have time to explore who they both are.

But THEN! Y/N comes along. Unwittingly, they play by their (internal) rules, and they set up their own rules in turn-- They compromise with the compromise that Sun and Moon show the outside world, how fun!

And then Y/N gets assigned to them, and they're curious! They start to ask questions about Sun, about Moon. They connect more strongly with one or another with different traits or activities. And it gets the boys thinking. At the same time, the boys are supposed to be learning from Y/N, observing them and expanding that compromise between themselves to, well, that big social compromise of ethical rules and common courtesy flkfgjkldf

So they learn from Y/N, and from all the media they get to see and absorb, and they don't exactly grow apart, but they grow into their own? Like, they're learning to be people rather than machines, but they're also learning to be their OWN people.

And that's a bit scary! It feels less stable! They're very attached to each other literally and figuratively-- they're each other's constants, and they're both seeing themselves and the other change! They also get to ping-pong concepts and ideas off of each other, too, thankfully-- but you see why they wouldn't want to be separated at this point. And they also get a lot less confidant at this point because things aren't how they THOUGHT it all worked.

Eventually, though, they find their footing. They gain confidence in who they are individually, what they like, the differences and points in common between them, and they're secure in that!

So at that point, instead of being... (literally thinking of the equivalent of Daycare Attendant rn) the Actor...? Instead of being The Actor, they are Sun-and-Moon. Individual, but a package deal. Kind of like siamese twins fgkldg

#asks #anon #omg i went. ham on those 2 asks fgjklkldg i need to check if i even answered all the questions #break a leg!au #dca au #loooore

[everydaydg]

51. Welcome Home! Chibi-Robo! Happy Rich Big Sweep! (DS, 2009)

Original title: Okaeri! Chibi-Robo! Happy Richie Ōsōji!

Fan name: Chibi-Robo! Clean Sweep

Okaeri! Chibi-Robo! is an absolutely amazing sequel to the original Chibi-Robo! for GameCube

Taking elements from all previous entries to create the best game in the series yet.

Hoo boy! This game floored me, man!

I genuinely didn’t expect this to come close to the original considering it’s on the DS of all things but man I’m I glad to be proven wrong.

Ok! Let’s get straight into this I am excited to write about this.

Welcome Home! Chibi Robo!'s story takes place in Jenny Sanderson's house (from the first game!! yknow! The frog girl!), the house is in really bad condition as jenny and her family are quite poor.

In order to help with the finances and keep the house clean, the family saves up for a chibi-robo to help with those tasks.

You have your work cut out for you from here! Clean and make cash in order to make the life of the family better.

Pretty simple.

And from there... here I go rambling about the gameplay and story. OH MAN I HAVE ALOT TO SAY YOU DONT EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS GAMEAGH....

Let's start with the gameplay... holy shit it’s so good man

So. how do you go around? it is a 3D DS game after all... how do you control the game?

... with the touch screen- HEAR ME OUT IT WORKS

While not as comfy as the original, the touch screen implementation is really well done! you grow quite used to it and because of how its set up, the dpad is dedicated to camera control which works out great!

Because of how you are likely to hold the device there L button is there for some extra actions mapped to it! ... that I will get to later.

Controls are alright!

Let’s put in place some basics. Chibi-Robo runs on a small rechargeable battery. You have a timer on you at all times. every second you stay still or take a step, your battery goes down.

Everything you do uses battery which creates this fun loop of trying to look for a charger every time you are low on power.

This has been standard for every game in the series. you do well and after a while you get a battery upgrade to explore more comfortably.

Actually, this game makes the loop even faster by not making every plug a save point which was an issue with the original. In the original every time you plugged into an outlet the game would ask you if you would like to save which was... annoying past a certain bit. Here the only save point is your chibi-house which works out. I do get why the original was made like that, the Sanderson’s house is massive so being able to save anywhere helps a fair bit but the smaller design here makes it so that wouldn’t make much sense.

What about that smaller design eh? how’s the house

Jenny's house is so damm fun to explore!! despite the cutback in CPU power due to being on the DS, Okaeri! Chibi Robo! has an immense sense of scale. areas truly feel hugeeee and there is a nice use of verticality that I will also get to in a bit.

The game also looks quite good! of course... not as good as the original but for DS standards its quite nice and stylized!

Despite having less rooms than the original. I’d say it does a way better job than the original Sanderson's house in making a lot with less space.

We have a Living Room, a Kitchen, a hallway, a bathroom, rooms for Jenny and Keith (Jenny's son) and the backyard

They are all full of things to do!

Same as in the original, you can also enter a wide variety of small areas inside those rooms like the chimney, the couch, the AC (when you buy it), the water pipes, a hidden ghost casino... I won’t explain that one, under the house and so on!

There is a lot to explore which makes going around a joy!!

Chibi's arsenal is a bit different this time around. No chibi copter this time, as the need for it vanished when falling damage was removed (which is a godsend here btw), no blaster or radar, no mug or boombox from park patrol made a return but the spoon, toothbrush and the squirter (featuring its park patrol look) did make a return!

And there is the inclusion of a few vehicles you can use to speed up your travels

But the most important out of all them is... the vacuum cleaner.

This is the most important part of the gameplay loop.

The vacuum only works when plugged into a wall which creates a lot of interesting scenarios where you have to see how to get to certain places or clean certain things that are out of your reach.

you can only go as far as your cord cable extends. you can upgrade this with cash at the chibi-house but for a while you will be struggling to clean everything with how small your cord is.

anyway, by vacuuming dust and cleaning dirt. you increase a rooms Sparkle Rate, which indicates how clean a room is.

The cleaner the room, the more upgrades and furniture you can buy for them!

The more you clean the more money you earn

When you fill one dust bag... you can use it to sieve for gold and gems.

This will be your main method of making money for most of the game!

If you clean a lot, you get a lot of gold which is a significant amount of money.

and with the thrash you clean off, you can generate more power to the house... Oh yeah, the house runs off recycled waste which makes gives the player an incentive the clean!

No cleaning? No power, No Power? No Chibi Robo

So, the loop is Clean > Sieve > Buy > Repeat

While a game about cleaning may sound boring... it has one trick up its sleeve... one thing that changes this whole game to make it one of the most fun things ever... the cord throw...

When grabbing your plug over your head, you can hold L to start swinging it around, when its full charged it can be thrown a long distance (as long as your cord length is long enough) which leads some fantastic verticality not possible in the original

The original chibi robo had a problem with verticality where going up was a pain and falling down was too punishing. it was frustrating specially with the 15 minute time limit per day but okeri just... does not suffer from this one bit because you can do stupid shit like this in EVERY ROOM IN THE GAME.

... YOU SEE HOW THIS IS FUN RIGHT??

While yes you can’t do this as soon as you start, it’s still immensely rewarding getting to this point

Everything in okaeri feels like you are working towards something. You see your cord length go even farther than before, you see the house look nicer and nicer with more furniture you buy. Okaeri Chibi-Robo is an absolute joy to play because of this, your progression is displayed so clearly.

To go back to launching the plug for a second, every aspect of the house is designed with it in mind. A lot of plugs are put in a way so chibi can climb up there even with a low cord length so progression is usually not gated.

in no moment do you need to have a max length cord in the whole game so don’t worry about being short on cord.

Ok so the gameplay is great and has a great sense of progress... what about the story and characters

Starting with the toys!

Theresss a new set of toys in this game! Only one set familiar faces are here, that being of the free rangers and their underground explorations.

They are all so charming and fun! their side quests are all an absolute joy to get done!

I actually did all of them for my playthrough and was genuinely surprised when I didn’t have more of them to do. I genuinely wanted to do more of them but there wasn’t any more to do.

I loved doing Habanero's, Ketchup's and Iberico's side quests. those three were my favorites. no shade to the toucan phone tho, that was fun too.

All of them give you unique costumes with unique powers that are activated by pressing the L button! The police outfit lets you shoot with L, you can swim with the diving gear with L, you can pull out a guitar with ketchup's outfit and so on! its cool!

It does have less content than plug into adventure sadly but it is what it is, It is a DS game after all and it does enought for me to be satisfied with.

now... the story... man

SPOILERS FOR THE STORY.

Go to the next big bold text in order to continue

Okay so I set the basics down with why are you on Jenny's house... well as you continue to help you start seeing how the family has certain troubles apart from poverty...

You see her, her son Keith and the family dog, Lucky at all times but never Karl, Jenny's husband... and Keith makes mention of how he wants to see his father again after progressing the story enough.

After Keith says that, at night you can visit Jenny where she tells you the truth.

Karl, passed away in an accident before they could get married, Keith was born before they could get married.

Jenny never knew is Karl genuinely wanted to marry her or not as he often joked around the idea...

Okaeri Chibi Robo is a that deals with topics of loss in its own unique way as you help the family cope with the loss of Karl.

Jenny tries to move on, dating a guy she met at work... but Keith can’t let it go, getting mad at her mom for doing such a thing as she was devoted to his father...

After a while. you help Keith cope with all of this and you even get to talk to Karl's spirit

You realize that he did want to marry Jenny all along and you help him make the wedding Jenny never got.

The game ending with Karl and Jenny's wedding under the moonlight.

Karl's spirit passing away to the afterlife with no regrets, saying good bye to his family.

END OF SPOLERS

I could keep going but me making a summary like that is a disservice to how well done everything is.

In some ways its goofy but it’s so earnest and earned... in ways only chibi-robo can do.

The characters help the story a lot, they are all well done, you feel for Jenny's struggle as a single mom and how Keith misses his dad. You can’t help but feel sorry for them which pushes you to try to help them get out of poverty

The main cast and the side characters are all fantastic and enjoyable. They are one of the best parts of Okaeri! Chibi-Robo, managing to capture the charm of the characters found in the original game.

Okaeri Chibi-Robo is a wonderful experience that I don’t think I did justice here. it’s a game that you truly have to experience by yourself to have a good idea of how unique and fantastic it is.

Its def one of the best games I’ve played this year and I left out a lot of aspects of the game on purpose in order to entice you to find out things by yourself.

I love this game... there’s not a lot of games out there that can be goofy and as heartfelt as chibi robo...

9/10

one point taken off because... it is dragged down by being stuck on the DS, most sound effects are heavily compressed and don’t sound the best and the music isn’t that good honestly... which is a huge shame as skip is known for their oddly catching melodies in their games (Specially in Plug Into Adventure and Captain Rainbow)

My apologies if this was pretty scattershot and not great to read. Its hard to put into words how I feel about certain games that I love... and the next review wont be any easier with it being E.X. Troopers...

#Chibi Robo #game review

[kayhi808]

Perfect Match - Part 5

Bill and I just got seated at a table in the back of Lil' Frankie's. It was a couple blocks away from my building in the East Village, so we decided to walk there. It was a nice evening, not too humid. We definitely worked up an appetite, because everything on the menu sounded delicious. We got a couple of pizza's and a bottle of wine. I can't remember the last time I chose to go out on a date. I've met up with men my father or grandfather wanted me to meet. Potential husbands. Bill is different.

"Where'd you go after you left with your family?" The place is pretty busy & it's noisey enough that our conversation can't be overheard.

I confide in him, "We went back to my grandfather's place. He was not happy."

"Were you ok??" Billy finger tilt my head up to meet his gaze & I see his concern.

"I wasn't the one he was mad at. He was upset with my father. That he hit me. The situation with you. I told you he doesn't think I can run New York. That no one will listen to me because I'm a woman."

"That's short-sightedness on their part if they believe, truly believe that. Being narrow minded won't grow a business. It'll turn stagnant."

Nodding my head, "I learned everything from my Nonno. The Syndicate is so…archaic. The head of family needs to be a man. My father will marry me to someone he can control & manipulate. So he can control New York as well as business my grandfather still maintains in Italy.

"You're ok with an arranged marriage?"

"I was brought up knowing this. This is how it's done in this life. It's business."

Billy laughs, "You are a different type of woman," drinking his wine.

"I made it clear to grandfather that I want New York for myself. I'm not marrying anyone my dad's picking out. He'd stick me with some asshole & I'll be trapped at home popping out babies. Then I'll be under my father & husband's thumb. Fuck that."

"What'd your grandfather say to that?"

Frowning, "I won't marry without his approval." Sigh. "I don't really want to talk about this anymore."

"I'm sorry, Angel."

*****

The months pass and Billy & I have been able to spend more time together. It's been really nice getting to know him. Some evenings he'll drop by the club or restaurant that I'm working at, have a meal or drink and wait for me to get off work. Billy is currently waiting for me at the bar so I gather my things to leave when I hear my name being called. Shit. It's one of the guys my father tried to pawn me off on. "Paulo. How have you been?"

"Good! Just returned from Italy. I saw your father while up there."

"How nice." I try to sidestep him but he cuts me off. "Paulo?"

"I was thinking you and I should get together..."

"No, thank you. Excuse me, please." I go to step around him and he stops me by grabbing my arm.

"Don't be rude," he spits out, squeezing my arm harder.

"Take your hands off me." Out of the corner of my eye I see Billy walking over. I easily break Paulo's hold and step away. This pisses him off so he tries to grab me again. I pull him, following through with his own momentum and he ends up on the floor. Bill's there & steps on the side of his knee. With pressure Bill can crush his knee. Knees aren't made to bend that way.

"Uh uh uh. Stay down."

"Are you fucking dumb, freak? You got a death wish? Do you know who I am?"

I lean over him and hiss, "You forget who I am!? Don't you ever lay hands on me again. You're no longer welcomed here. Get out before I have security throw you out." Bill releases him & steps back, pulling me behind him.

"Stupid bitch! It's no wonder Tony is trying to get rid of you. Manhattan isn't even enough to buy you a husband. Fucking whore!" You dickhead! I don't even have a chance to respond. One second Paulo was spouting his bullshit, the next he's gasping and gagging because Billy punched him in his throat.

We leave him on the floor. Security will deal with him. Billy steers me out of the lounge, with his hand on the small of my back. We get into the elevator, that will take us to the garage. "You good?"

"Fine." The rest of the way home is in silence. My mind is going over what kind of revenge I can take on Paulo. This is the type of meatheads my father thinks he can marry me off to. Never. Ever. I'm shaken out of my thoughts by Billy's cough. I turn to him & his posture is relaxed but his expression is hard. "Thank you...for back there."

He turns to me & gives me his cocky smirk. "Of course." I can't help but smile back & he grabs my hand & kisses my knuckles.

*****

Billy has been out of town on business. It's been a little over 2 weeks and I'm surprised at how much I miss him. I don't expect him to check-in or anything. He's working.

Which makes it an even better surprise to find him at my front door. "You're back!" Grabbing him by his shirt and drag him inside the apartment, I'm lifted into a kiss, his mouth devouring.

"Hey, Angel." He whispers against my lips. I give him a quick kiss and bury my face in the crook of his neck. He smells so good. He hasn't put me down, my feet dangling. He puts me down when we reach the couch.

"When did you get back? I pull him to sit next to me.

He picks up my braid & starts wrapping it around his fist drawing me closer, "A few hours ago." He pulls my braid until i'm leaning up against him & I drop my cheek against his chest. I feel him kiss the top of my head. "I fucking missed you."

I look up at him, worrying my bottom lip between my teeth, "Did you?"

He frowns, "Yea...what's wrong?"

I squeeze my eyes shut, but keep talking. "I'm just going to tell you. I've been thinking a lot on how to bring this up...but...

"You're pregnant."

"What?! NO!" You laugh. "No. I'm not pregnant." I sit up and move away from him & he frowns, but keeps his hand on my leg.

"What's going on?"

Just say it.

Spit it out.

I feel like I'm going to throw up.

"Will you marry me?"

I see the shock on his face & he may even look a little nauseous. "I think I'd rather have you pregnant."

@idaofinfinity @imagine-a-fictional-boyfriend @e-dubbc11

#billy russo #billy russo x reader #billy russo fanfic #billy russo imagine #s2 billy russo au

[blackjackkent]

OK, headed back to camp for a long rest, and THIS was waiting for me as I did a quick rounds to talk to everyone before bed:

Gale, if you scarpered and left me a fucking voicemail I'm going to be very upset.

"Good evening! I am here on behalf of Gale of Waterdeep. He wishes to extend you an invitation for a private conversation at a more suitable locale."

LOLOL.

First of all, yes, that's exactly what he did, and second of all, I forgot I had him in that hat. I guess "Hide Helmets" does not extend to Gale's mirror image, just to Gale himself.

Also wtf are you up to, Gale? :P Are we going to channel the Weave again together? You should know I'm pretty spoken for at this point.

"Very well," Hector says, bemused. "Show me the way."

"Gladly," says the mirror image. "Simply follow yonder path, and soon you will find him."

There is, in fact, a wall in the direction the image then pointed, but the game immediately popped up a long rest dialogue so presumably we just have to sleep now to trigger the rest of the scene.

I took a quick pause to throw a bottle of water on myself to remove all the bloodstains and also to kiss Karlach because reasons.

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Gale has, it seems, found a hidden exit out of the tower; he's sitting outside in the moonlight, wreathed in a shimmering, iridescent wave of magic.

For a little while Hector simply stands on the edge of the clearing and watches him. By all rights, they should not be comfortable anywhere outside in this dark, cursed place, but Gale's magic is bright, driving back the darkness, resonating with a strange, almost musical chiming as it swirls. Gale's expression is distant, as if seeing past the lights into some other world altogether; his fingers move in quick, purposeful motions through the air, a conductor with his orchestra.

He looks up and smiles quietly as Hector approaches; he doesn't speak, but scoots a little to the side to indicate Hector should sit next to him.

"I love this time of night," he says softly, when Hector has made himself comfortable. "There's an almost reverent silence that accompanies the peak of darkness, when you'd almost believe the dawn will never break. The cradle of eternity..."

He hesitates, looks sideways at Hector and smiles sadly. "The timelessness of lovers. That most beautiful of fantasies."

Hector meets his gaze steadily, resisting the urge to flinch away from the intensity in the other man's eyes. There was a time, perhaps, when he might have considered reciprocating Gale's interest in him. It's well-meant - and gods know that Gale could use someone kinder than Mystra to care for him. That ship has sailed, though; Hector is Karlach's, unequivocally.

But Gale is his friend, and it doesn't take a genius to see that the wizard is extraordinarily preoccupied tonight. "You seem especially philosophical this evening," he says gently. "Are you all right?"

Gale looks away, the faint smile leaving his lips. "I will be, soon," he mutters. "I am perhaps just one hard day away from being without any troubles at all."

Ah. Of course. He thinks that tomorrow, or at the very least someday very soon, will be their final confrontation, for better or for worse, and he will have to set off the bomb in his chest. And perhaps he's right. They have seen no sign of the "Heart of the Absolute" yet, but there is certainly no question they're in the heart of the Absolute's territory. The heart of the cult's influence.

"This may be my last night alive," Gale goes on. "I wanted it to be under a canopy of beauty and wonder... I thought this place might bring me peace. I thought it might make the weight of what I must do feel a little lighter. But...I am not so sure..."

Hector frowns, watching him. There is certain noble self-control in Gale's manner that he admires tremendously, as one who has been a student of self-discipline for his entire life...and yet...everything about this still feels wrong to him.

"Is this truly what you want?" he asks quietly. "To die for the promise of Mystra's forgiveness?"

Gale's expression hardens and he sits up with a sudden surge of energy. "Babe or crone, coward or hero, death is assured. Mystra's forgiveness...is not. If you knew the end was near, would you not want to ensure it had meaning?"

He rounds on Hector abruptly, meeting his eyes, demanding an answer of him. But Hector is not sure he has one to give. Yes...yes, he would want his death to have had meaning, were there no other choice but to die. But he does not accept that premise - there must be another way.

When he doesn't respond, Gale slumps, looks away again. "I am terrified," he admits softly. "I will not claim otherwise. My face could scarcely conceal it even if my words sought to deny it." He draws a slow breath and lets it out heavily. "There is no point in running from the inevitable. Better to meet it on my own terms."

Hector shakes his head, troubled by the implications of what Gale is saying. "Nothing is inevitable," he says firmly. "Not when we face it together. You don't have to die."

Gale flinches away from him. "Yes," he mutters. "But there is so much to live for, and so few moments in which to house it all..."

"Damn you!" he snaps suddenly, slamming a fist into the soil next to him and making Hector jump. "Damn you for giving me so much to care about. Our friends, our adventures-- this would have been so much easier if it was just me. But it isn't."

He swallows, and for a moment the real, true grief that he has been trying to ignore becomes fully clear on his face. "If there is a way, any way, to save all that's grown dear to me, I want to seize it... I just cannot fathom what that might be, other than to fail Mystra and condemn the world..."

A long silence. Hector struggles to find something useful, something reasonable to say. I will not let you die, not if there is anything I can do to stop it... he thinks. But I have no more answers than you do. I wish I did...

Gale smiles ruefully when he receives no response; he knows just as well as Hector does that there isn't really one to give. "Stay with me, will you?" he asks softly. "I don't want to think of it any more, but I don't want to be alone either."

Stay with him and watch the stars in silence.

#bjk plays baldur's gate 3 #hector carlisle #:( this was sad #i need to roll a gale hug character stat

[bookshelfdreams]

Im sorry about this i need to rant. I thought things were getting better but Izzy stan Twitter is at it again with their whining, truth bending and self-victimising.

'Do you like OMFD but wish the queer disabled hero didnt die?' IZZY IS NOT THE HERO OF THIS SHOW!!!!! He is at best a reformed antagonist. What an insult to the other disabled characters, and what about the actual heroes of the show??

'We've been betrayed by straight man writing queer stories'. First of all, way to dismiss the other writers. Also, its not his fault you project your personal traumas and mental health on a fictional character on a show with death in the title.

'GB's ending is comphet (?????) because 'we only need eachother' and theyre breaking away from their queer community' ED HAS BEEN WANTING TO LEAVE PIRACY SINCE LAST SEASON!!! also, its progress that Stede was able to resist basic flattery. And David made it clear that they still have work to do. This one truly broke my brain.

Im just sick of all this. Izzy stans have been coddled for the past week, being told its ok to grieve, but theyve crossed multiple lines. I do wish some things had been more explicit in this finale, only because David overestimated the maturity and media literacy of some people.

Sorry for this but i needed to talk to people here. Its beyond annoyance at this point. Im angry and sick of petty crybabies actively working to poison what we've built.

Don't apologize, feel free to rant at me any time!

"The Blackbonnet ending is comphet" surely is A Take, let me add that to the It's Only Queer If It's Subtext Collection, also featuring such gems as

The Lupete marriage proposal/wedding was basically straight

Canon queer ships are boring and unimportant

Izzy has the only queer arc

Izzy is the only "convincingly" queer character

It's super interesting to see this develop. The massive victim/persecution complex of a certain subset of Izzy fans. The vitriol leveled against all other fans, and the show itself, because clearly, these people never liked ofmd in the first place. Never liked what it actually had to say and instead, invented subtext that was never there to look into instead. It's like watching the birth of a conspiracy theory under controlled conditions in a petry dish. You will see these people say with their whole chest the most unhinged bullshit imaginable and receive praise for it, but when you keep in mind that for months, they have discussed the show Izzy in their insular little echo chambers, most of their takes become a lot more understandable. There's robust internal logic, even though, due to the flawed premise, none of it makes any sense.

But it becomes understandable when we loop back around to the point that a lot of these people don't engage with the show on its own merit. They really treat it as if it were just another queerbaity (maybe not even that) mid-2010s thing, too afraid to do something different.

ofmd is not that! But when all you have is a hammer. And when you're surrounded by people who keep insisting that yes, obviously that problem is a nail. That one too. Nails are all that exist. yk.

But. And please know that I am holding your hands and speak as gently as I can when I say this.

But please don't get angry about this? If this whole drama genuinely upsets you, you might need to take a step back and remind yourself that it's just fandom. It's just some idiots somewhere enjoying the pirate show wrong. It's not that important. There's plenty of things that are worth your anger in the world right now. Everything is fucked. But this isn't one of them.

Like, for me, this is fun. I am a petty bitch, I love to gawk at bad takes, I love conspiracy theories, reading things like this tickles my brain in the best possible way. It's like reading through the Psiram wiki (which is also something I do for fun. Yes, I am aware there's something wrong with me). It's even better, because it's inconsequential. It doesn't have very real human misery attached to it.

Like, obviously i think it's fine to be opinionated about dumb bullshit on the internet, and while picking fights with people who don't agree with me isn't something I enjoy personally, some people do and there's nothing wrong with that either. As long as everyone involved is having fun.

But. You gotta keep your distance, you know? Don't get personally mad at people with bad opinions. Having wrong opinions about the pirate show isn't actually harmful. Fandom isn't activism.

#that being said feel free to dm me if you want to discuss any of your points further #which just to be clear is absolutely something im up for just maybe not in public #anyways thank you for reaching out! #anonymaus #message #ofmd s2 spoilers #this turned out way too long #apologies

[phxntomhives]

Ok but... Thinking about it, this person in Kuro has won the award for being unlucky in the Kuro version (as mostly a side character, I'm not considering the main crew)

Spoiler of black butler s4 under the cut! Read at your own risk!

Like, poor Redmond got:

Derek as a subordinate.

Maurice as second subordinate.

End up being a partner in crime in several murders.

Tries to "fix" said murders, but he doesn't know it's fake so he accidentally is the reason why there are more bizzarre dolls around.

Has Druit as a relative (tho he couldn't control this).

Is recruited to be part of the idol star group in the aurora society, that ends up being everything we have seen. I am not confident he knows yet everything that is happening but I need to see his reaction when he discovers it.

Like... He truly is living his worst year, isn't he? Not that the others are living a much happier life, of course. They all need desperately a hug and a therapist.

Everything he is doing turns out wrong/a bad choice 😭 I wouldn't be surprised if after all the plans are discovered there is a panel with him just sobbing on the ground saying "I fucked up... AGAIN"

He is serving looks with every possible bad decision at least!

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #black butler season 4 #I want to put the name but then the spoiler warning would be useless

[fictionfixations]

riddle

book 1 spoilers

ok. so. im just. gonna put this here. because. yeah. and also because this fic is gonna be LONG (which i usually write shorter stuff. i didnt expect me to make it long but it just happened.) so it'll be awhile before i post it. ..because its a oneshot, and i write oneshots. so.

but i kind of. oddly feel very proud of this part. blink blink.

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“You shut your spoiled little mouth!” Ace-chan yelled.

Both of the juniors startled.

“..Wh-What..?” Riddle-kun stuttered, also surprised by the sudden outburst.

And then–

Ace-chan punched Riddle-kun! 

“..So not cute,” He muttered almost by reflex. 

“A-Ace!?” Deuce-chan.

“Forget this. I’m done.”

“Y-You.. Hit me…?!”

Ah..

“Parents shouldn’t control their kids, and how they flourish and act shouldn’t be attributed to the parent. It’s not your parents fault that you became a tyrant, or anyone else’s. You’ve been here a year, and you haven’t even made a friend who’ll tell you that you’re out of line. And that’s on you.”

..Oh, Ace-chan.

Riddle-kun recoiled, “..What are you talking about?”

“Look. Maybe you had some strict upbringing from an overbearing and relentless helicopter-mom. But is that all you are? An extension of her? Can’t you think for yourself? ..Really, you call yourself the ‘red sovereign’? You’re just a baby who’s good at magic.”

“..Baby..? Did you just..!?” That was his angry face. “You don’t know anything!”

“I don’t. And I don’t need to. Your attitude tells me everything I need to know. That you’re just a spoiled brat!”

This wasn’t good. At all. An intervention, but was it a good one, or a bad one? Sometimes it could make things worse before it’d get better, and that was why it was so hard to tell. 

“Shut up! Shut up shut up shut up shut up SHUT UP! My mother was right! Therefore I am right too!”

This time, Trey-kun spoke up, “Calm down, Riddle. The duel’s already over.”

“If you do not cease your conflict now, I’ll have you written up for breaking school rules!”

Oh, Headmage, anyone could tell that’s not the right decision to make. Bringing up his absolute obedience to the ‘rules’ and turning it against him to try to stop him? Do you want him to see you as against him? He wouldn’t listen… Only to his own and his mother’s delusion.

“He’s right, though! I’ve had enough of Riddle!”

Cater couldn’t tell who it was, but someone threw an egg at the redhead. It broke and splattered on his clothes.

“..Huh..?” Riddle-kun blankly commented.

He shivered under his cold gaze, that turned to stare at everyone. “Who was it? Who did it?”

…

Suddenly he had a scary expression on his face.. “SPEAK UP! Coward. If you mean to say something, say it to my face. You diminish your action by hiding amongst the crowd instead of owning up to your action. Is that all you can do? Truly? ..How disappointing.. Can you only find strength in a group? Where you are ‘invisible’ and therefore everyone gets blamed? Where was your courage at the unbirthday party? ..And yet you act now.. How pitiful. What changed? I’m almost ashamed to be your dorm leader.”

Riddle-kun burst into laughter, “And you say you’re fed up? I’m the one who's fed up with all of you..! No matter what I do, it’s rulebreaker after rulebreaker! Clearly my authority means not a thing! What is it? Are the punishments too light? Is that why you don’t listen? ..No matter how many chances I give, leniencies because truly, I do understand the hardship of memorizing so many rules all at once when you’re so used to so little.. To it being more lax.. I understand, but that doesn’t mean I will stand by after screw up after screw up. You must learn, and clearly, forgiveness is not enough. Truly, I should’ve been more strict. Mother was right, of course she was.. If fear of punishment is what will get you to follow the rules for once, then so be it. It’s time for a re-education. Everyone makes sacrifices for the greater good, do they not? This is for your own good, so obey me.”

Cater felt dread build up, and yet– He couldn’t help but think that that last line must’ve been a quote. Something repeated so many times towards him that it was to be remembered.

‘This is for your own good.’ He felt a little sick, honestly. How many times had his mother justified cruel actions as so?

Riddle-kun ‘smiled’, “Let’s see.. First, it’s OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!” ..Luckily he wasn’t included. Maybe that was because he didn’t view him or Trey-kun as rulebreakers.. “Fighting back is pointless, so it’s best to get that out of the way first before anyone gets any ideas. All it will do is tire you out. Most of you are pitiful without magic, it’s a little funny. But clearly, you all are in such a useless state because I haven’t been nearly as harsh as I should be, so as dorm leader I will take full responsibility, as the most correct person here. I will help you flourish. No worries, all rebellion will be stamped out, and forgiven. It is only right to lend a helping hand, and forgive the children when they make a mistake, no?”

How much of this was ‘him’, and how much of this was his mother?

Underneath it though, he could feel a cool anger. 

“Cease this improper behavior now, Rosehearts-kun! I expected better from you!”

..Headmage..

“Of course. I had not acted as a proper dorm leader should’ve, so I will now. After all, every student within the dorm is my responsibility, and thus I should be taking extra care that all of my upper and underclassmen flourish under my guidance. Otherwise, I would be a failure of a Housewarden. My apologies for not doing so sooner.”

“That’s not..!”

Cater winced, “..This could get ugly, fast.” Riddle-kun looked calm, but he could snap in an instant. No doubt.

“Riddle, stop this!” Trey-kun yelled.

Riddle-kun’s expression went blank. “..Even you, Trey. You should’ve understood. Isn’t that exactly why they need to be re-taught? There’s not much you can do with a wrong baseline, except break it and start over, isn’t it?”

..’Break it’ instead of something less violent, like throwing it away.

“How delusional,” Ace-chan scoffed.

Riddle-kun gave a fake upturn of lips, “This once, all will be forgiven if you retract your comment.”

Liar. Was that what she did to you, too? When you did something ‘wrong’, did she pretend that it was okay, and then immediately turn on you once you confessed?

“No way! I refuse.”

“I see.” A hand raised, and– “Mighty roses, come to my command, and put this rulebreaker where he belongs! In the ground with the rest of the trash.”

“..Oh shit,” He muttered under his breath.

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anyway after that is overblot so. haha.

anyway. i kind of gave of vibes of him projecting on the students a little. and very much repeating his mother.

so. my notes i wrote after: I dont know why i wrote riddle like i did. Now that im actually thinking about it though. (cause idk when i write my brain goes to somewhere else and i sometimes dont remember writing it cause im so. Distracted. Or focused. Idfk. zoned out.)

But so. In all honesty. Dont you think riddle’s actually being kind of kinder to them? I mean, maybe its just because the queen of hearts rules dont detail on exactly how much one should eat or something. But that was how he was taught so you’d think he’d do the same for his students, monitoring and limiting them, but he doesn’t.

So. he was being kinder then his mother.                  And guess what? It doesnt work. Whats the conclusion then? That his mother was right. That her way of thinking was right. (in a way, maybe it was riddle experimenting, trying to see if what was his life was actually wrong. Conflicted. If his mother was wrong, because what if..? But. no.)

Is it weird that i like how i wrote riddle in this?

Anyway i think this is the most ive actually veered away from canon wording, and turned from riddle having a tantrum to riddle acting like his mom with her fake calmness that could turn to anger so easily.

#riddle rosehearts #wip #wip excerpt #writing wip #writing #my writing #twst #twisted wonderland #twst fic #i havent posted it bc im not finished lol but it is a twst fic #twst wonderland #twst book 1 #twst spoilers

[stevesnailbat]

No you're so right it was confirmed in s2 she emotionally cheated on him for a year and never truly wanted him bc she had eyes for Jonathan since the the beginning. (And I'm tired for being called a misogynist for calling out Nancy's cheating and Steve deserved better than that)

sorry i'm going to be using this ask as a place for my opinion on this now so <3 thx for the ask xoxox

i am a firm believer that nancy has never known what she wants and that she needs to be single to fully find herself before she can ever get back into any kind of romantic relationship. from how she treated steve in the past and how she showed her true colors to jonathan in s3/s4, it just shows me that she really only craves control in her life and she loves the fact that both of them are easily manipulated because of familial issues and whatnot. she needs to sort herself out before trying to change her partners to her liking!!

i think that in s1, she loved the affection she was getting from steve and at one point, she loved the idea of being safe by sticking with a rich guy who could give her a nice life, so she stayed with steve under the guise that she could "love" him. she loved that she could be comfortable and that she wouldn't have to worry about her future too much, she never really loved steve specifically. AND once jonathan called her out for being like everyone else, she started to actually hate everything about her relationship with steve because of spite and her desire to break away from the life she grew up in. the slow emotional torture she puts steve through is so painful to watch because i honestly don't know if she's doing it intentionally or if it's just the way she is.

the fact that steve was truly under the impression that he was a shitty boyfriend just goes to show that whatever was happening in their relationship had been going on for a looooong time and that he’d been feeling inadequate for a while. she easily could’ve broke up with him after the whole s1 ordeal and i honestly think things would’ve been okay and steve would’ve been understanding but the fact that she drug it out for so damn long makes me so upset because he was good to her after everything!!! yes steve has his flaws too but the times that he lashed out were (imo) within some realm of reason. whereas she seems to get upset every time something doesn’t go her way in the slightest

regardless of if we’re talking about steve or jonathan with her, i think nancy's desire for control and individuality is killing her personality and every relationship that she's involved in <3 and remember. it’s ok if people criticize your favs because sometimes they fucking deserve it , don’t come for me on this <3 xoxo

#don’t even get me started on the other nancy ship……… #asks #anon #am i going to get killed for this

[moa-broke-me]

Will Solace is an age regressor

ok ok here me out...

He's under a lot of stress and he feels like he has to be in charge because he's afraid that if he relinquishes control to someone else, they'll screw it up and people will end up hurt.

But he's a doctor, and sometimes, when you're a doctor... Sometimes, your patients die. Especially if they're demigods. And when that happens, he feels guilty and scared and angry, like he's no good for anything and everything is spiraling out of control and he can't even feel any of those feelings out because he has to push them down and move on to the next patient. Especially not now that he's 25 and works in a mortal hospital.

He wasn't even able to process the deaths of his older brothers, because he was a war medic and had to save as many people as he could.

But when he gets home, he can fall apart all he wants. And he wants to fall apart. Maybe he even wants to hurt himself, but he's learned not to.

So what does he do instead?

He regresses.

Regresses to a time before he knew death, before he understood what it meant.

And at first, it's not the cute, calming age regression that gets shown off on social media. It's heartbreaking to watch, this poor man who's had to act like an adult since before he was even a teenager, curled up on the floor, sometimes sucking his thumb, sometimes rocking back and forth, hugging his knees, other times kicking the wall and throwing around soft things made for throwing, always crying and screaming and tearing his hair out, having the kind of meltdown that isn't socially acceptable for a grown man to have, no matter how understandable it is.

But Nico knows what to do when he gets like this. He smells the death radiating from him, wafting through the house, he hears the crying, the high-pitched yelling that he can't do anything right and that it's all his fault and he should just die already so he can stop killing the people he's supposed to save. It tears his heart to shreds, even after hearing it a million times.

He gathers up his weighted blanket, and his stuffed cow, and his paci, and he kneels with him on the floor, lovingly wrapping the blanket around him and holding out his comfort items. He always asks if Nico washed it before putting it in his mouth, because even in littlespace, he's still afraid of germs. And Nico says yes, because of course he did. He washes it every night when Will hands it over to sleep, and every morning before Will leaves for work, just in case he needs it when he comes back home. Will puts it in his mouth and relaxes almost instantly, melting into Nico as he fully sinks into littlespace.

If he's verbal enough and awake enough, Nico has him do vocal affirmations once he's willing to take his paci out of his mouth, 'repeat after me, ok? I did my best, I am loved, I am worthy, I deserve to live, I deserve to be happy.' And sometimes Will can't get through them all, and he just bursts into tears again, and Nico comforts him and says it's ok if he's overwhelmed and they can try again after he's calmed down. But sometimes he can do it, and Nico keeps telling him how proud he is, that he did a good job and he knows it's hard saying those things when you have a hard time believing them, even though inside, he's breaking apart, because to him, Will is the most perfect person in the world, and it's so unfair that he feels so unloved, so worthless, that those words, that are supposed to be comforting, instead make him cry. But he'll put those emotions aside, just for a little bit, to take care of his little. He can cry it out later, when Will's big again, or with someone else who's not in such a delicate, tender headspace. For now, he'll make Will macaroni and cheese and let him change out of his big boy clothes, and when he has to go to bed, Nico will read him a story or sing him to sleep, and he'll snuggle next to him, one of the few times he's truly happy.

Sometimes, he'll regress all the way to infancy, before he could talk, but he'll still be awake. And it's up to Nico to tend to him, to make sure he's clean and fed and comfortable. Try to interpret his whines for attention to figure out what he needs.

But most of the time, he'll fall asleep in Nico's arms, before being able to change out of his bloody scrubs, or even relinquish the paci, waiting to be picked up and carried to bed and tucked in. It's exhausting being a nurse, after all, death or no death. Nico knows that he'll panic when he wakes up and sees blood all over his clothes, but he's not gonna strip him while he's asleep. He knows how to calm him down when he's little. So instead he just admires him for a while, how peaceful he looks when he's asleep, still suckling on his paci. And his empathetic, clawed-apart heart will heal once more, seeing his little one soothed and comforted and undistressed, hugging his stuffie in his sleep.

#pjo #age regression #will solace #nico di angelo #solangelo #will solace is an age regressor #will solace little #nico diangelo caregiver

[anythingforourmoonysstuff]

Tell me about the crime fic

oh I love you so much for asking about this!! ok so 'be gay do crime' (this name is truly growing on me maybe ill just keep it) where do I even begin???

ok I think I will just start by writing some of my ideas for it and see where this goes...

right so one of the story lines I am most excited to write about, funnily enough, is Peter! I have so many ideas for him. first of all he has a mad scientist vibe in his lil poison making underground bunker lab. this guy has zero fear. like, there are no windows in this bunker. he is experimenting and creating new poisons. no fucks are given he is just down there living his best life. OH And his friendship with jamesss!!! god I am so excited about this it is so fucking intense but like in a very weird way. when I finish working on regulus's pov chapter and start working on peter's just know that I will be sending you extensive voice notes about them. (I don't want to say too much here because yknow, gotta keep some things a mystery). I will say though that I am very excited to write his childhood bits because the scene where he comes out as trans to James is so precious to me.

oh and JAMES. god what a mess. he thinks he has everything under control. he thinks he is such a chill guy. honey... sweetheart... I love you... I adore you... but you are a MESS. like, there are so many complicated things going on for him and I will be focusing quite a lot on his relationship with his parents. I know that probably some people will not like that they aren't portrayed as the perfect family but that is just not them in this. the fact that Effie is in the assassin network but Fleamont isn't?? like thats just such a fucked up situation. because when the moment comes for him to choose whether he will also 'sell his soul' to the network he has to betray one of them. and already his parents have a complicated relationship because of their crazily different views on morality and just life in general so being in the middle of that? yeah James has a lot of things he needs to address in that brain of his. it also doesn't help that his bestie sirius is also a MESS so together... yeah

ANYWAY MOVING ON

I wrote this whole thing without even mentioning regulus who's chapter I have been working on this whole time... but YEAH so regulus is a force to be reckoned with. you know how in the vampire diaries they can just switch off their emotions? yeah so that is what regulus thinks he has done. he is very delusional. but it works for him (I mean, it doesn't, he is fucked. but he thinks he is in control so thats all good... it isn't... but-) what else? oh yes how could I not mention how fucking sexy this lil guy is when he murders people? fucking hell. oh and also him and James. lol. hehe. giggling.

ok I really do need to go to sleep soon so I shall do remus and then perhaps another post for the girls tommorow because I have PLANS for them and they are all so sexy and smart and insane and psychotic and - <3 oh and also Evan and Barty!!! i love them In this so much and you will love Barty. I will make you

REMUS. hehe. I am blushing... psychological torture. the power this man holds without having to raise a finger. I just- like he is just a man on a mission and I love that for him. he truly does not let anything get to him. well I mean there's sirius but ummm... nah... there isn't... remus told me to tell you there isn't... he is actually threatening me right now so I must shut up because he is just such a mysterious guy... can't have people knowing his secrets. and by secrets I mean anything about him. I am afraid I have already said too much.

ok I will just end this on- PANDORA. lobotomies. cannibalism. the need to consume the ones you love.... hmmmmmm

#be gay do crime #this was so fun #I realise I have not really explained much of the background info whoops #if anyone has questions about this always feel free to come talk to me #my asks and dms are always open #lol 'the crime fic' makes it sound so much less unhinged than it is me and lily giggled. lovingly of course <3

[wanda-little-baby]

First mission - Wanda x Reader

Summary: The first real mission in the field, and between various fights you meet a familiar person

Warnings: So there are fights and injuries therefore: blood, gun mentions, wounds (deep?), Explicit language, mild use of magic (mild does not mean non-lethal), implied sexual language? (Drunken chatter) and finally very little angst | 18+ DNI

A/N: So, this chapter was very complicated to write because I tried a lot of new things (like action scenes) and it's still uncharted territory for me but I don't give up and continue the adventure with more determination.

Words: 3.294

Italics: thought / memories

The mission was simple: infiltrate, deactivate the shields and kick some Nazi sympathizer's ass. And then I'm a trained spy with telekinetic powers (just under fifteen hours, but yes I am!), accompanied by one of the best spies in the world (if not the best) as well as my mentor and best friend. How bad could it go?

Needless to say, it went very badly.

Moving silently through the Sokovian bush, Nat and I split up to do first, and in no time at all we met again inside one of the Hydra trucks to get through the controls before the city.

During the checks in a sort of customs office, everything seemed to be in order, the city had been passed and now another stretch of forest was missing up to the castle.

And then the spark of disaster. A series of loud highs started rumbling in my head making me fall to the ground and pull my hair with my hands and from there a wave of magic started that completely destroyed the truck and violently knocked me and Natasha as far as possible. Obviously, immediately after the alarm went off and everyone (absolutely everyone) knew of our presence (yehh, cover blown!) and rushed in mass.

"Fuck!" I answered getting up from the ground, rightly angry with myself for the mess made

The air smells of burning, the face all covered with dirt, still confused the first thought I can formulate is to find Natasha, will I have hurt her?

Moving to the place where the truck was, I saw the redhead do the same only with more fury.

"What the hell was that?" she asked, raising her arms and referring to the wave of magic

"I have no idea! Suddenly I got a very strong headache and I don't know how I released-" I said raising my voice to match the Russian tone "-all this" gesturing to imitate the explosion of before

"Are you OK?" finally calming down she asked, remembering the flight we had made. "Yes and you?" I countered, reminding myself of the reason for my agitation. "I could be better" with her eyes scanning the white environment she replied; "We need to warn Steve, they're on their way, and there will be a lot of them," I said, staring at the towering castle beyond the forest. "Yes, I'll take care of it, you try not to blow up anything else" she stressed the event once again, making me respond with rolling my eyes.

Now I was alone with my thoughts again preparing myself for my first truly important mission. I thoughtfully fiddled with the little lightning bolt pendant hanging from my neck (it means a lot to me) pacing back and forth from one side of the street to the other.

What was that noise? I haven't done such a thing since THAT day. And why am I discovering all these new skills all so quickly?Here something stinks to me.

I don't have time to formulate a thought that the first shots are starting to be heard; as if time slowed down in a split second (almost instinctively) I created a barrier to stop the bullets. Keeping the barrier raised, my elbow pressed against my ear to activate the communicator: "Steve! Move your ass here now!"

"We met resistance, the beast eventually transformed and now we're doing it as soon as possible" Tony's voice came out of the earpiece. "Hold on! We're on our way," the captain exclaimed from inside the head set.

Right, hold on, it should be easy, right?

Tense muscles, ready for action; the barrier dissolves and I throw myself behind a tree, my breathing begins to accelerate, I put my hands in the holster and take the gun. Natasha is on the other side, I signal her to go left while I go right.

One ... Two ... Three ... now

I go further and further, breathing pure adrenaline by shooting soldiers too far away and knocking out those close enough to punch, kick or both. I feel my heart beating in my ears and in the excitement of battle I don't realize a soldier behind me ready to plant lead in my back and just before his finger pulls on the trigger, an electric arrow knocks him over to the snow.

They have arrived

Within minutes, the first wave had been totally defeated.

"Did you take it easy huh?" I said putting the gun back in its holster momentarily

"Not even a thank you?" Clint said from the vehicle they had confiscated (why?) "It see you spend a lot of time with Natasha" he added pointing between me and the redhead

To which I looked in agreement with her, who simply replied by rolling her eyes. We approached the jeep and ousted the archer from the driver's seat by choosing a better strategy: Nat drives, Clint and I shoot.

With perfect timing, more enemies begin to arrive from both sides and the dance begins again.

The three of us in the jeep, Steve on his motorcycle, Thor with his hammer, Tony in the skies and Doctor Banner's mister Hyde, one by one we divide, gaining more and more ground towards the castle.

The shots follow one another at the falling bodies, even a soldier has come close enough to almost attack Nat, at least until she has slammed the door in his face, everyone is committed to taking out the largest number of soldiers. And at a certain point, at the apex of the climax we find ourselves all lined up in the air (the jeep unfortunately has not reached the end of the climax), in a slow motion scene like those of the movies, ready for the final plea to break through the defenses and enter the base.

Now everyone was thinking to himself, Stark flew away to proceed with the next step of the plan (destroys the shields), Steve darted at high speed towards the enemy base and it was me, Nat, Clint and Hulk fighting. Move after move the widow and I watched each other's backs, putting to good use days of training together, while the archer from afar shot his lethal arrows and the Hulk sowed destruction and death in the ranks of the Hydra soldiers.

Meanwhile (from space?) JARVIS replied in the communication channel to a request from the captain: "The central building protected by some kind of energy shield. Strucker's technology is well beyond any other base we've taken"

Then landing in a thundering rush the mighty god of thunder fighting some nearby soldiers spoke: "Loki's scepter must be here." kick against a soldier's stomach "Strucker couldn't mount this defense without it." The Mjølnir that comes back hitting someone else's face "At long last" As a last breath, almost whispered with joy.

Now let's get back to us, mere mortals with no money (but with some power on my part but for this time let's let it go) as we continue to support each other side by side with the tiredness still far away on arrival and to discuss the words we have just heard in the earphones.

"At long last is lasting a little long, boys" Natasha began by knocking out two of the enemy's men

"Yeah. I think we've lost the element of surprise" Clint continued by shooting an arrow from behind a tree to blow up one of the many bunkers scattered throughout the forest

"I think I've figured it out for a while" I finished giving a sharp blow in the chest of one while I shot in the leg of another.

"Wait the second. No one else is gonna deal with the fact that Cap just said language?" Tony asked curiously, as if he wasn't in the middle of a battle

Initially I wanted to answer but then I found myself in front of five soldiers all of a sudden and a turret behind. I was surrounded, then like a bolt from the blue, Hulk literally passed in the middle of the turret disintegrating it and then I had only the five soldiers in front of me left. So just for a change this time I decided to put into practice something I had never done before in the other missions (if we can call those sad and boring surveillance of potentially dangerous objectives that way) or use my powers. Concentration, a deep breath, try to slow my heartbeat, channel all the magic in me into the palms of my hands, throw and boom! Two small scarlet spheres had completely annihilated five soldiers in one blow. Ok I absolutely had to do it more often and faster because it's much easier than guns or doing it with bare hands (sometimes even with legs). But there was no time because during this whole realization I heard Nat running towards Clint because he had been hit by a cannon from a bunker and while I was running he met them to provide a minimum of cover (just not to miss) Steve said "We have an Enhanced in the field".

It was a lot to think about but I had to first make sure my friend was okay and that her best friend was okay as he had just been shot so I continued on my way.

"Is fine?" I asked kneeling to help Nat with a temporary bandage.

"He surely won't die today," she said, holding out her hand to be passed another layer of blindfold. While we continued the conversation the bunker from before I try to fire again if it wasn't for a little thing called a barrier that I had created half a second before the shot went off "I can't hold up here forever" I said turning to the redhead behind me and to the man lying on the snow "Is anyone taking care of that bunker?" she tried to say just before the Hulk jumped on that rock construct reducing it to mush

"Thank you" she whispered (I can see that between her and Bruce there was a feeling, at least I see it and know her well enough to say that she will never admit it)

In no time after that incident Tony broke the shields leaving the green light to enter. The captain rightly decided that Barton had to be brought back to the jet and since Thor had volunteered to take him out there were only me, Steve and Tony (Nat was reassuring the Hulk to get his "crush" back) ready to enter and take the scepter, capture Strucker and put an end to this story.

With Tony already inside, I followed Steve but decided to stay outside in case someone (ehm, a certain baron… ehm) decided to escape (again). I am there waiting with joy to cut off this head of the Hydra when a girl passes in front of me, we exchange a single glance before she disappears behind a blue trail and a small gust of wind. At first glance I scream: "Hey!" and with a confused look I put my hands on my hips and look around for the mysterious girl.

Reflect, I had to reflect. Ok, repeating, I saw a girl running in the middle of a Hydra structure, now I have to zoom in a little more, the wheels of my brain start spinning faster and faster than if there was someone near me could see the smoke that came out of my ears, when suddenly the illumination, her face, I had already seen it but where?

Green eyes, dark hair and a sprinkle of freckles on the nose. A face that I have not seen before half a minute ago and yet it seems to me that I have seen it all my life.

And of course just when I'm about to get to the revelation Steve comes along and says, "Y/N! We have to go, Tony took the scepter" looking worried enough to understand that this wasn't the first time he repeated the phrase; nodding, I follow him in silence, mulling over myself to the jet.

I had to tell Natasha.

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Entering the jet there was a strange air, a mixture of tension and relaxation at the same time, if I had a sword (possibly magical, because it never hurts) I could slice this feeling but I had other priorities.

I sling directly next to the stretcher where Clint is, to stop Natasha's incessant cares and talk to her for a moment in private.

"Hey Clint! How's it going?" I asked hastily still upset and not at all aware of the general situation of the group.

"Like I was just shot" he said painfully, pulling Nat's hand away from the wound.

Nodding, with a more serious tone I put a hand on Natasha's arm that makes her stop and look at me with a questioning look. "Мне нужно поговорить с тобой, это срочн" I said looking at her with the most sincere eyes I could do.

In that instant she left everything, she knew that I don't speak Russian very often (at least not after that time in here ...) and so it was important. Oddly, however, she eventually changed to an expression of displeasure. "I have to make sure Bruce is okay first" she said on the verge of sadness. "Can you resist?" she asked me and I nodded not before saying "Конечно! Убедись, что твоему парню удобно!". At which she walked away rolling her eyes but smiling.

I still remember the time I learned Russian in a week. It was a movie night and completely ignoring what was being shown on TV Natasha and I were talking about our "complicated" families, munching some popcorn and talking about when she was still part of the black widows. And in the end she came up with a challenge "I bet you couldn't learn Russian" by hitting my arm with one hand she said. And with a face between the offended and the amused I replied "A yes? Then I swear to you that I will learn it ... In a week!". For the whole following week I locked myself in the room with only JARVIS company and a bunch of books on the Russian language and culture, but then in the end after six days (almost seven) I could speak Russian decently! I was so happy to have won the bet that for the following month I only spoke Russian and the beauty was that only she understood me! But then in the long run, more and more embarrassing situations arose that in the end I stopped and since then I speak only in emergencies.

Hinting a smile at the memory of that memorable month, I turned back to the archer next to me. "How is she?" I indicated with a slight nod towards the older woman

"She is very worried." he said sighing and putting himself on his elbows to be able to speak. "I haven't seen her so scared in a long time," he continued looking at a fixed point with blank eyes.

"She'll be fine. She's the strongest woman I've ever known," I sighed crossing my arms and frowning at the conversation she was having with Bruce. I then move closer to Clint's face and whisper so that only he can hear: "And then you must be fine too. After all, you must go back to your family." And giving him a smiling wink I walk away going towards Natasha.

Every time Nat and I got drunk (yes I'm almost twentytwo and I can already put in a sentence every time and get drunk) we ended up doing stupid things, and the last time was no less. The alcohol, however, began to act on her first and we found ourselves talking about our teammates and who we wanted to take to bed. And when we got to Clint, finally in a totally drunk laugh she came out claiming that he had a wife and children. I was not so drunk so the confession left me amazed and then before asking for a confirmation I had to pick up a fainted Natasha from my body and bring her back to her room. The next morning it was impossible to say that she had taken a really heavy hangover and therefore it was useless to talk to her, so when the evening arrived I put forward the question in front of a splendid dinner (obviously cooked by me) and she without confirming or denying said that she would never drink again.

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"What happened?" she asked with her arms crossed, staring at me all flustered.

"Earlier during the flight, I had a dream." I said trying to calm my breath. She remained silent and let me continue. "They were mostly pictures, but there was one thing in particular. A girl, the same girl who darted in front of my eyes in Strucker's base."

Needless to say, hes eyes widened in amazement.

"The enhanced one? The one that attacked Steve earlier? That one?" she asked in amazement, gradually increasing the tone of her voice with each question.

"Shh!!! Be quiet, I don't want others to hear it" I waved my arms to make lower her voice.

"And then, enhanced? Did she attack Steve? When did that happen?" I continued the huge amount of questions already asked in this situation, with more and more nervousness.

Just before she started explaining I broke off abruptly: "Anyway, I feel I have some kind of connection with her. Even now, I feel she's nervous, and I don't know how I know. It's as if, since I've seen her my powers were amplified and focused specifically on her. It's just, weird."

There was a moment of silence as I stared at Natasha making a decision, almost wanting to see what she was thinking.

I don't know what to say to Y/N, her powers are something indefinable. And then why did he dream of that girl? Steve told me that she pushed him away, and that red wisps came out of her hands like Y/N's.

Not caring in the least whether I had read Nat's thoughts or not, I exclaim.

"She is like me!"

At this point the widow in front of me was stunned and then sudden. "I'm so sorry. I was so focused waiting for your opinion and I accidentally entered your mind, I have no idea how I did it." I made a short version of an apology.

"No Y/N listen, I'm the one who has to apologize. I hid this from you, and I never should have. Whatever it is, it's part of you now as well as her. And I know now you're going to want to find her, but I ask you only one thing, rest, at least three days. It has been a hard year for you and me, between the training and the other things we have been through we need three days of total relaxation" she said finally dissolving the tense atmosphere between the two of us.

"Three days, I can resist" I finally confirmed by loosening my shoulders and letting go of a breath that I didn't even know I was holding

She stretched out her arms wanting to hug me and then asks. "I can?" and this time I feel I can say "Yes". And so we hug, (it was weird because it was the first hug in a long time) concluding the impossible things to do as done.

In the embrace, even if brief, she whispers "Don't try to read my mind anymore" and then I burst into a too little muffled laugh, mumbling an incomprehensible "Ok!".

(Why do I keep forgetting to add tags? I have no idea)

#age of ultron #avengers age of ultron #witch reader #natasha x platonic!reader #new avengers #the avengers #avengers x platonic reader #wanda fanfic #wanda maximoff #wanda x fem!reader

[havfayth]

ffxvi muses will be moved to tertiary muses and will only be written with friends.

i just don't feel all that connected with the fandom tbh and so i haven't been following much of anyone from it other than friends i know well and while i think ffxvi story is great for the most part, there are some that is left wanting. for one, it's about my big dumb man aka dion. i love him, man but i think my portrayal of him is vastly different and so it's not something i want to explore with someone unless i knew them well.

first of all, i find dion spearing olivier instead of the two fully grown adults who have been outright egging him to do tyrannical shit ( unless he already knows oliver = ultima, which is fine ) to be such a .......... pathetic behaviour on his part that i can't even bring myself to joke about it 😭 you're not telling me that he can hold himself back at two adults who talked down to him, and even proposing he go assert dominance after a truce is called and that every citizen who got caught in the conflict can get replaced. but when a kid say smth that is considered a mild version of the details the adults have been spewing. like why the hells is bahamut's ball so teeny weeny in this game. like why.

and while i do think the whole lmao dion killed a kid is funny as a meme during the first week of the game's release, i think it's snowballed to a point where i felt a little uncomfy because it's bringing out a lot of extra parts that i am personally uncomfy with seeing. but also nah .. i'm not going to give dion credit for taking down a kid ( who happened to be ultima, in which the fact was pure ignorance on dion's part until the second time ) just because he didn't manage to get an actual badass moment with shooting back at his father's twisted ideals and quite frankly, emotionally manipulative behaviour that dion truly deserves that crowning moment but was robbed from him. rip,,,,, it's ok i always have aymeric de borel from ffxiv

but i think it's good that he later admitted it was his weakness and his fault that ultima was able to take advantage of him because man .. how are you not aiming your spear at the actual tyrant who actually had sway over how things are carried out. like sure, he's your dad but shouldn't you be prepared for it or at least, expected the very realistic worst case scenario before starting quite a dramatic and eye-catching seige for everyone in the city to see? before storming your way over to the audience? like what, do you think your dad is just going to flip over a new coin at some talk no jutsu and getting rid of a child they can just later conceive again? after all that talk about how people can just be replaced?

and for the most part, sylvestre was taken out in the middle of the whole thing so god riddance, but i can't feel all that bad for dion being turned into bahamut later with ... pretty much everything considered and how a tyrant was taken out in the process. rip to the people who died in the middle of the conflict though.

last but not least, i wished dion lived so that he could actually face and properly address the things that happened. accepting that it is not fully under his control but also, he should've weighed his expectations better and make actual plans before calling up a seige. it had to be done sooner than later, for sure but definitely not in that sloppy ass way. and also facing the fact that sylvestre might have emotionally manipulated him since he was a child to have unwavering faith in him. instead, he died and sylvestre's behaviour was left up to ("oh he was under the unbreakable spells of his wife" get out of here alksjalsk) so ............. shrugs?? it's smth i'd like to explore but if i can't find anyone to write that with me, i'll just go to word docs as usual.

#ooc. / atta! #some vents about the game under readmore #its not smth i like to say because i do love most parts of the game but well... unu;; #i dont think i will ever expand my ffxvi rps beyond my friends :prayerhands: