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wishful-seeker · 7 months
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Im sooo happy im on physical therapy again
Toned legs and less pain here i come!
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hotgirlssupportlando · 2 months
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"...i swear to god there will be a bodybag and not an ambulance waiting for you at the next race"
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pairing: protective!max verstappen x fem!f1 driver!reader summary: y/n taking a lot of shit from her bullying teammate causing them to crash into each other during a race. her being in bad condition after the crash making max protective and angry wanting some justice for y/n. fluff end after a whole lotta angst warnings: bad crashing, angst, threats, almost physical abuse? notes: can't get angry and protective max out of my head so just had to write something!! teammate is made up but faceclaiming estiebestie (sorryy) wc: 2,6k
y/n saw red. the anger inside of her bubbled up and if she hadn’t had the willpower of steel the volcano inside of her would’ve erupted. the man in front of her, her so called teammate was once again acting like a total asshole. y/n couldn’t even keep count on every name she had been called, every false accusation he had stated and every attempt of getting her out of the team he had tried since they both became teammates. she was drained, deeply and utterly drained. it was getting harder and harder to try and ignore the abuse she was faced with every day around this man. but once again she was stood in front of him, taking all the shit he had to say, staring blankly at him knowing that this argument would only fuel her racing ability this weekend. 
as the pair stood outside the alpine garage argumenting, max could from a distance see y/n’s eye roll at her teammate. he felt a flame start in him as he saw that the situation began to go out of control, rapidly max started walking over to the alpine drivers to get y/n out of the situation. as he reached the pair he glanced at the man before turning to y/n, gently asking her to come with him. she nodded and they walked away in silence. max put his arm around her shoulder knowing that the girl beside him was in a fragile state and as the arm landed on y/n she felt like every hidden emotion was about to burst out of her. the tears were on the verge of falling and the built up anger made her wanting to hit something, or someone. 
slowly they approached max’s drivers room and without yet exchanging a word with each other they both knew this situation from inside and out, as it had happened the last five race weekends. as max shut the door behind them to his room y/n turned to him and every held back tear started to fall as a waterfall. he opened up his arms for her to be embraced in and y/n crashed into him. trying to keep herself on her feet she desperately grabbed on to the back of max’s fireproofs to have something holding her up. max put his head on top of hers, holding her tightly whilst stroking her hair. 
”i just hate him so fucking much.. ughh how can a person be that much of an asshole?” y/n cried out.
”shh i know y/n, i hate him too. and i swear to god if the team doesn’t do anything about him, i sure will” max whispered.
y/n sniffled as she tilted her head up facing the red bull driver. their eyes locked and a small smile cracked on y/n’s lips knowing max would do anything for her. max smiled back, still stroking her back trying to get her soothed. 
”you know i would fight him for you?” max smiled to the girl.
”thank you, i would too if my contract didn’t say otherwise” y/n chuckled drying her tears with her sleeve. max chuckled too, taking her once again into his embrace and held her head against his chest. y/n felt at home in the arms of her dear friend. or situationship. wherever their relationship was at the moment she always knew he would be there for her. 
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one day later during the race
y/n had gotten a pretty good start of the race and felt that her first podium was about to become reality for her. of course max led the race so the first step of the podium was ruled out already. she was p3 and five laps remained of the race when the side mirrors revealed a car approaching in familiar blue and pink colours. ’fuck’ she muttered. while getting team orders that the pair of teammates were allowed to fight for the podium position, she started playing up all the comments her teammate had dropped during the last weeks. this lighted a fire in her willing to do anything to outperform the man behind her. she just couldn’t let him win, she couldn’t let him have another reason to bully her.
her teammate and her were fighting at any given chance, y/n defending like her life depended on it. with only one lap remaining the pair were side by side on a long straight approaching a tight corner when all of a sudden y/n felt her car was out of control and crashing into the barriers. the whole situation went in slow motion and she couldn’t grasp what had happened as she had went into the corner leading of the alpine drivers. while trying to figure out what just happened she suddenly felt another big crash into her car making her unconscious. 
max’s pov
the checkered flag was waving in front of him, taking yet another victory. smilingly he looked up at the leaderboard looking for y/l/n knowing she was third last time he checked. confused he saw your name rapidly dropping down the leaderboard while seeing a red flag being waved. his gut wrenched. he tried asking his team why the red flag was waved but was only met with ’big crash in turn 14’. max slowed down his car significantly and as he approached the fourteenth corner he couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. 
two alpine cars had collided, one of them side by side with the barriers with the other car piercing the side of the first car. when realizing that the car that was a total wreck belonged to y/n max let out a scream revealing the pain he felt. in pure chock he went against team orders and drove off to the gravel beside the collision. he unfastened himself, releasing his steering wheel as fast as he could jumping out of the car to run over to y/n. he stopped a couple of meters away from the medical team that was already there trying to get y/n safely out of her smashed car. in all of his years in formula one he had never seen anything like this crash and max felt his body freeze seeing y/n’s lifeless body being carried over to the ambulance. he was so chocked from everything that had happened during the last couple of minutes that he couldn’t move or speak, he just kept staring at the ambulance’s door getting shut before driving away. 
after a while max felt a gentle tap on his shoulder and somehow got the strength to turn around and walk over to the safety car which was there picking him up. after this his body just moved on autopilot, in a blur he finished interviews and podium celebration with his thoughts in a completely different place. 
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y/n had been moved from the medical center to the nearby hospital where max now was sitting in the waiting room. he had gotten the news of y/n being in critical condition but also that with the right treatments she would be fine after some rehabilitation. this had calmed his mind a bit but all he wanted to do now was to meet her. 
a nurse approached max as he was sitting with his head in his hands ”are you family of y/n?”. 
”yes! or something like that.. a friend.. or boyfriend..” max hesitantly answered.
”well either way, my bad f1 skills tell me you are max verstappen and y/n has been saying your name since she woke up so i think it’s time you can go and see her. just try to stay calm, she’s in a fragile state and cannot handle any extra stress now” the nurse informed max while he nodded understandingly. 
the nurse pointed to the room y/n was in and max approached the door and slowly opened it. inside the room he saw the girl peacefully sleeping with monitors silently beeping around her. her hair was messy and you could still see strands of hair with blood on them. the whole scene was a bit too much for max to handle and he couldn’t help his tears from falling looking at the girl he loved most in such a state. 
y/n’s eyes fluttered open trying to adjust to the bright light in the room. the first thing she saw was max at the end of the bed looking at her with tears in his eyes. 
”am i dead or am i seeing max verstappen crying for the first time?” y/n tiredly smiled. max smiled and chuckled while drying his tears ”shh don’t tell anyone”. 
”…but seriously y/n/n i’ve never been so scared in my whole life seeing you in that crash. i thought i-” max cried ”i- thought i’d lost you forever. and there was so much that i hadn’t told you and everyth-” y/n interrupted max’s intense crying to tell him to come and lay down with her. sobbingly he lied down feeling y/n clinging onto his body. the pair held each other tightly, wiping away the falling tears before falling asleep in the hospital bed. without any further words exchanging they both knew that the feelings they shared wasn’t only on a friend level, it was something much more.
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hours later max was getting a drive back to the paddock for some debriefing before heading back to the hospital. at this point his chock had settled and on the drive over it had instead turned into anger against the one who caused the collision, y/n’s teammate. he couldn’t stop thinking about how that mans stupid thinking almost turned into the death of one of his favourite persons. the audacity that alpine driver had to make such a bad mistake, if it even was a mistake. taking out y/n would mean replacing her spot in the spotlight. with all these thoughts running around in max’s mind he only got angrier and angrier until he reached the paddock. 
once the car stopped, max firmly opened the passenger door and headed out, walking with a certain location in mind, the alpine quarters. his assistant tried getting his attention as the whole team was waiting for him in the red bull meeting room but he just ignored this as he was determined to make some justice for y/n. 
he stormed in to the alpine area angrily asking for y/n’s teammate. after a few directions he saw the man he was looking for. at a distance the two men got eye contact, max’s eyes being pitch black of fury while the other mans eyes widened as max rapidly moved towards him. 
all the staff around them paused what they were doing seeing that there was no way of preventing max from the target he had set eyes on. as max was approaching y/n’s teammate the alpine driver tried explaining himself, acting like a victim in the situation but max had heard enough of the bullshit. he had had enough with y/n holding back her tears during every race weekend because of her teammates bullying. this was it.
without a word max answered the drivers explanations with a firm push in the chest causing him to back off a bit, putting his hands up in the air as surrendering. but max wasn’t done. the red bull driver harshly grabbed the alpine drivers collar shoving him up to the wall behind him. he was met with terrified eyes at the unexpected move. max’s face moved close to the other mans giving him a look that could’ve killed. 
”if you ever talk bad about y/n or even look at her in a bad way, i swear to god there will be a bodybag and not an ambulance waiting for you at the next race” max threatened. the man before him nodded eagerly ”i swear, i swear, it will never hap-” in a moment he was harshly put down. max turned around and calmly walked away from the scared man hoping this would prevent y/n from breaking down every weekend. the surrounding people were in chock of what they’d witnessed and before max left he made sure that the other staff at alpine would prevent anything from happening y/n ever again. 
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back at the hospital a nurse had recently visited y/n’s room giving her some medicine for the night. max and y/n were lying in bed next to each other talking about everything and anything, max noticing y/n slowly falling asleep in his arms. he looked at the girl who looked so at peace even though everything she had been through this day. he slightly readjusted his position when he heard a painful groan from y/n. he was quick to try and jump off the bed to let the injured girl sleep in a comfortable position but this only caused y/n to groan even more, not wanting to sleep without him. 
”okay, but promise me you tell me if i’m hurting you even the slightest. i don’t want to cause you any more pain” max said with a concerned voice.
”i promise max, i just want you here” y/n answered as she found a somewhat comfortable position clinging onto his body. she couldn’t escape the pain her body was causing her but the feeling of max’s warm body against hers and his hands carefully stroking her hair numbed the pain she was feeling. even though her physical body was in the worst condition it had ever been, she wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else than in this man’s arms. she could finally find some peace now and fall asleep. 
”i love you” 
y/n was almost asleep when hearing the words max expressed. she felt a butterfly in her otherwise sore stomach and smiled. was she high on morphine or did she really just hear that? she tilted her head upwards scaring max a bit as he was sure she was deep asleep. 
”i love you too max” y/n said as the pair smiled brightly at each other. 
without hesitation y/n leaned in and crashed her lips against max’s, sharing a sweet and longed for kiss together. max removing his hand from y/n’s hair to instead cup her cheeks deepening the kiss. ’ouch’ y/n complained making max to quickly removing his body from hers not wanting to cause any pain. ’it’s okay, sorry i scared you, i have a bruised bone there’ she explained. ’oh i’m so sorry i didn’t mean to-’ max said concerned but y/n waved it away interrupting his talking with another kiss. max smiled and returned the kiss.
soon after they were lying next to each other again, both filled with love ready to fall asleep after the longest day in history. a weight had been dropped from both of their shoulders after finally revealing their feelings to each other and no one could be happier. as y/n fell asleep max looked at her for the last time before falling asleep too, he felt peace knowing that the girl in his arms was finally safe now, and would always be. he was never letting anyone hurt his girl again. 
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sswiftiestars · 8 months
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hi! d14, maybe with d1/5 from the smut list w dom ani please. luv ur writing sm <3
face f*cking + rough s3x + dirty/sloppy s3x
Heavy!dom!Anakin skywalker x Fem! reader
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warnings: smut. you have been warned. oral (m), heavy degrading (ani is just straight up mean), slight praise, humiliation, whole lotta dirty talk,Anakin being absolutely filthy, a lil bit of slapping, aftercare !!
w/c: 0.6k
a/n: thank u anon!! i absolutely love this request <3
When Anakin would come home with you after a especially long mission together, he wouldn’t be to kind when it comes to his needs. especially because you’d tease him the whole mission, “innocently” bending over right in-front of him to “pick something up” or, you’d randomly spark up conversations with other men. but really, you did it because you knew what would happen when you and Anakin finally got back home.
“fucking whore.” he growled into your ear before slamming you against the wall, causing you to whimper softly in response. “you fucking teased me the entire mission. i had a damn boner on the battlefield, and i couldn’t even do a fucking thing about it.” Anakin whispered into your ear.
“i can.” you smirked.
“shut the fuck up.” he hissed, and used the force to make you get on your knees, “don’t get smart with me, y/n.” Anakin sneered, as he unbuckled his belt, causing his pants to fall to the floor, leaving him in his boxers; which, you could clearly see the outline of his incredibly hard member.
you were quick to take off his boxers, revealing his dick. it was already sliding pre down the tip. how long has he been this hard? you think to yourself.
you practically moaned the sight, and quickly placed your lips at the very tip of his length, teasing him, causing anakin to let out a low groan of pleasure and frustration.
it didn’t take too long before he muttered a few curses, and suddenly he thrusted into your mouth aggressively.
“fuck, baby. take it. choke.” Anakin groaned, and continued to thrust in and out of your mouth. sook enough, you felt tears in your eyes from choking. as tears started to roll down your face, Anakin grabbed the back of your head with his mechanical hand, and bobbed your head up and down, letting out soft groans and some praises.
You start to let audible sobs and whines as he quite literally fucks your mouth. Anakin looks down at you with that look. the look that proves you’ll do whatever you ask of him, because you’re his whore, and he knows it.
“stop crying, y/n.” he demands, and smacks your face, making you moan against his dick. Anakin smirks in return, and continues to thrust eagerly into your warm and wet mouth.
as you continue to sob pathetically on his dick, he growls the most degrading shit he can think of, such as;
“i bet you’d let any other man do this to you, huh? let them fuck your throat like a cheap whore.” “cant believe your such a fucking slut for me, crying on my dick.”
“you look look so innocent to be doing all this shit. maybe i should start making you call me daddy since your such a pathetic slut.”
as he said these things, he’d continually thrust your mouth, causing your own saliva to drip down onto his balls. “ ‘gonna fucking cum, baby.” Anakin moans. he continues to thrust into your mouth roughly, as tears still pour down your face.
soon enough, he cums down your throat, letting out a loud groan of your name as he does so.
“swallow.” Anakin demands. and you do as he says, as usual.
he kneels down to reach your level, and he puts his boxers back on.
“i love you, babe. you know that, right?” Anakin says softly and wipes away your remaining tears. you nod and nuzzle your face into his neck. he smiles softly in return, and rubs your neck comfortingly.
“i’d never hurt you, y/n. i’ll always protect you.” he whispers into your ear and runs his fingers through your hair.
“i love you too..” you murmur, your voice course from not so long ago. Anakin chuckles softly at the sound of your voice. “cmon, lemme get you some hot tea to soothe your throat, yeah?” Anakin responds quietly and kisses you.
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foldedblankets · 2 years
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hi!! would it be possible for you to do a smut fic for eddie where the reader is fem and acts super confident around eddie and the hellfire group but is secretly insecure and doesn’t believe eddie will ever like her back? if not it’s totally fine - no pressure :)
An act | E.M
Eddie munson x reader
Summary: in which confident y/n eventually reveals her insecurities and Eddie probes just how wrong she is ;)
Warnings: SMUT (oral, f! Recieving, fingering) praise kink, Eddie basically worships reader, lotta fuckin, NOT PROOFREAD
A/n: I hope you like this! I love long/detailed requests cuz it gives me so much to go off, thank you!!
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Eddies eyes landed on you as you walked through the halls, you and your female friend whom he had no interest in, linked as you spoke. He watched as you walked towards his table, a smile on your face as you sat next to Gareth, the end seat, waving your friend goodbye.
“Hey nerds” you greeted and Dustin smiled, saying hi to you, it wasn’t uncommon you sat with the hellfire club, sure you weren’t insanely close but you would class them as close knit friends, plus you may have dabbled in their dnd sessions.
“Y/n, what a nice suprise” eddie smirked, earning a smirk back from you “hey munson”
“Stop with that” Mike groaned “no flirting”
“We’re not flirting Mike, your just jealous you can’t even talk to girls cuz ‘the love of your life’ is miles away” you teased and he threw a tiny bit of food at you. Dustin laughed, loving how you didn’t let anyone speak bad to you, he was like a little lost puppy and could speak for most of the group, you being around almost made them feel safe.
As you and Mike bickered Eddie admired you, watching as you so powerfully spoke your mind to Mike, he adored you, all he wanted was to be with you.
“Munson?” He heard, knocking him out of his f thoughts to see your hand waving in his face. “Dude you were zoned out like crazy” you spoke and he just chuckled “admiring the view” he looked you up and down, he could easily play this off as a joke if you turned him down although your face lit up slightly, before shying away. That may be the first time he ever saw you not shoot back instantly.
That Friday night Eddie had originally invited you to hellfire club yet when you showed up, no one was there, with a raised brow you assumed something had happened. As you turned to go back you bumped into something. “Woah, hey, sorry” that familiar voice rang through your ears with a light laugh.
“Munson? Where is everyone?” You asked, looking up at him and crossing your arms. He mocked your movements “at some stupid game, can you believe it? Laundry baskets over the cult of vecna?” He rambled and you just laughed “dude, chill” you started
He quirked a brow, asking you to carry on with his eyes “how about we just hang out? We can go to the woods?” You suggested and he tilted his head
“Oh, a date?” He grinned, half jokingly
“Don’t flatter yourself Munson” you scoffed, pushing by him and heading out to his car, opening the door yourself instead of waiting like dorm lost puppy for him to open it for you. He got in the drivers seat and started the car “to the woods?” He asked
“To the woods” you nodded.
Apologies for the amount of timeskips
Afew hours later and you found yourself in eddies trailer, it grew dark at the park and you were having such deep conversations he decided to invite you over for a beer.
“Y/n, your actually a really fun person to be around you know?”
“You think? I feel like I can be cocky, what if people don’t realise I’m messing with them? Like Mike and Dustin, there still kids” you turned to him
“Oh no they realise, they love being friends with you, Dustin really finds the way you ‘stand your ground’ amazing” he hummed, he lied on his bed, his hands over his head. He looked gorgeous, like a gift from god.
“Your starin” a voice jumped you out of your state
“Oh, shit sorry” you laughed slightly but he shook his head, sitting up “it’s fine doll, I stare at you alot” he stated, slightly more confident after the beer.
“You do?” You scoffed, not believing him and he just responded with a dumbfound look, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“Are you clueless? Blind? I zone out watching you all the time, like that time you argued with Jason about basketball, most entertaining moment of my life, confidence looks good on you” he smirked, taking a swig of his beer, your cheeks lit up. Was it the beer or were you loosing your mind because it suddenly felt like sharing everything.
“What’s on your mind sweetheart?” He asked, there he goes again with pet names, when you looked at him his head was tilted, whole upper body rested on one arm to be closer to you.
“Just random thoughts” you nodded but he chuckled “that ain’t gonna work on me, cmon, talk” he pointed the bottle at you before turning to change the song that was playing, he switched it to ‘back in black, AC/DC’ before turning back to you.
With a sigh you gave in “I’m confused, I think I really fucking like you but all I can think is that I’m no where near good enough for you to even think about liking me back” you swiftly said, before taking a sip of your beer as if downing your thoughts, wishing you had never spoke.
His face was slightly shocked, like he had never expected to hear that. “You think your not good enough?” He scoffed “look at this dump, I’m a freak, if anything I’m not good enough for you” he raised his hands.
“I’m just- I put on this super confident act, you know, but it’s not true, none of its real, I’m constantly worried, about what people think, about how I look, I mean I even check how I look in car windows and those metal rulers in science” you grunted, covering your face in embarrassment. Suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder and a soft voice could be heard “you know I think your perfect right?” He asked, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I think your beautiful” he removed your hands and lifted your chin.
He leaned forward, his lips brushing against yours before pulling you in for a deep kiss, his hand on the back of your head. He pulled away before you could even kiss back “I’m gonna prove to you, just how beautiful you are” he kissed you once again, his hand on your waist now, he didn’t ignore how shocked you were, barely able to kiss back.
He took the beer bottle out of your hand and placed it on the floor by leaning his body over you as he slowly pushed you down so you were laying back. He peppered kisses down your neck eventually reaching the hem of your shirt and looking up at you “may I?”
“Eddie I-“ you were about to protest, what if he didn’t like you?
“You know I think your the prettiest girl in the world?” He asked sincerely, lifting the hem just so lightly and kissing your lower stomach. His hands resting on the shirt. Once he got your nod I’d approval he pulled the shirt over your head, getting slightly distracted at the sight before him.
When he heard you whine he glanced up at you “sorry, you just look great” he hummed, kissing your chest lightly, pressing short kisses up to your collarbone. When he looked at you, you still looked unsure. “You don’t believe me?” He asked, putting on a slightly offended tone, you shook your head fast “I do! I just-“
“Nope” he shook his head, tugging your skirt down and moving to kiss your thighs “you have to believe me” he mumbled “or do I have to prove it to you?” He grinned, looking up at your nervous expression “I’ll take that as a yes”
He lifted one of your legs over his shoulder, kissing the plush of your thigh as his over hand tigger your panties down. He looked you dead in the eye as he leaned forward and pressed a short kiss to your clit warning a shuddered minute from you. With a hum of approval he moved his hand to circle your clit, watching your expressions as he almost tried to find out what you liked.
He pulled his hand back, placing his middle finger in his mouth and pulling the ring off, he then circled your hole once with his finger experimentally before pushing it in. Watching as your back very slightly arched, he tested out different movements yet picked one when he saw just how much you writhed for it, curling his finger upwards repeatedly, with a cocky smirk on his face.
He watched as you moved your hips with his actions, the sight of you with your head thrown back because of him drove him crazy. He soon leaned down again, sucking on your clit and swirling his tongue ever so slightly, just to see if you liked it. When you let out a small shriek he hummed in approval, repeating his actions until all he could hear was a string of curse words.
He looked up and grinned at the sight of you coming undone “that’s it doll, cmon” he encouraged, biting down on his lip, watching as you ground against fast moving hand.
As you let out your last moan, eyes shut, mouth agape he trembled slightly “fuck you look so good baby” he hummed and leaned down to kiss you “good girl”
“Holy shit” he felt you mumble and he chuckled
“You believe me now?” He pulled back and tucked your hair behind your ears , earning a nod from you. “If I didn’t make it clear, I like you too”
Sorry if this isn’t okay!!
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marcusrobertobaq · 3 months
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Amanda didn't explain how much data is lost in Connor's memory backup system. The only place where this is even relevant is in Public Enemy but it's related to the Hostage Situation (if Connor died). For the rest it's like nothing is lost.
And I'd say even the Hostage death is quite weird. There are 2 methods of dying that can cause a difference in how much data was lost - cuz it's related to the time Connor had to make a upload.
If Connor falls from the rooftop he should have enough time to upload everything. If Connor is shot by surprise, I doubt he would have enough time to upload everything.
So, IN MY OPINION:
if u didn't get shot by Daniel by surprise CONNOR SHOULD REMEMBER ABOUT THE COP and also some bits of falling from the rooftop (if it's the case), at least the first meters where he starts the upload (I gonna pretend they got a fast speed upload)
If Connor got shot by Daniel by surprise HE SHOULDN'T REMEMBER ABOUT THE COP, neither bout some other stuff and I assume lotta shit got corrupted
In both situations where Connor knows he ain't gonna get out alive (like jumping or shielding Emma) he should have a complete memory upload. After all u need hit the head and even like this dude still got some secs before shutting down for real.
It's CANON Connor remembers at least being shot by Daniel when he enters the balcony.
But there's one thing that fucks my whole theory: I don't know if the issue is in the upload itself, like, the transfer getting corrupted for some unknown reason, from Connor's end. Still Public Enemy is really the only moment where it's relevant, at least in the final game.
Some cut dialogues mentioning Connor 60 having trouble with the memories and Connor 5X after dying in Crossroads/NoTS also not remembering anything that happened before exist, but I think they removed cuz we can still talk about some stuff after this, I believe was cuz of the whole Cole reveal being a thing in HPR/CLT. I think was one of the worst decisions they've ever made. Literally fucked up with CLT and this whole memory thing. If it's true was possible shooting Connor 60 (also hit Hank if u fail QTE) and they removed just for the Cole thing putting a stupid fight scene and a guessing game I swear I'll...
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rainbowangel110 · 1 month
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My little sister watches Toh saga
We uh... got through episodes 8-11 so a bit to cover!
Episode 8
Starting off the episode with Hooty. She was already invested.
"I'll never find a way into Amity's heart!" cue Rock face from here
So uh as much as she loves Hooty she still was weird out by him... swallowing King
"What is Hooty eating???" Cuz King was covered in some stuff.
Oh shit this is puberty talk I thought in a panic
Anyways!!! Bug dance was funny. She was re repeating DON'T YOU TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER for a while.
"HOW BIG IS THAT SYRINGE??"
Voice powers had her hyped actually, she was all "What is that?? HE HAS POWERS NOW???" Cute
Onto Eda!!
"I want those cookies." I am not letting you get roofied by a baked good, kid >:(
Oh she was not ready for Owlbeast to attack Dell lemme tell ya.
We got the Archivists part of the Owl Beasts memories and I popped off
She really loved the segment where Eda talked to the Owl Beast.
"I want a plush of it."
"THAT'S SO PRETTY!!!!" in reference to the ending of the dream sequence
SAY HI TO HARPY EDA KID :DDDD
"SHE CAN DO THAT???"
Onto the Lumity segment (y'all were waiting weren't you)
"Stop blushing so much oh my gosh." "They do that a lot trust me."
She was all "ohh nooo" at the reveal of the Tunnel of Love and I was dying inside.
"Amity calm down oh my gosh!" I am in tears rn
she was sooooo hyped at the part where King used his powers again
Little tiny gasp at the Lumity part immediately after
the part where Luz was dancing around asking Amity out she was YELLING
"JUST DO IT ALREADY!!!"
Hooty receives a letter from someone
"KING'S DAD!?!?" no
Episode 9
She has been obsessed with what Belos looks like under the mask ever since we first saw him
"Oh man sure hope Little Rascal doesn't get caught...." "Why?" "... Remember how Belos eat-" "NO I DON'T WANT TO-" (Doing just fine here-)
"That's what he looks like?? ... ew what's the green for??"
I am freaking out right now kid, don't ask me
I paused so much because wow implications when you know the full story are REAL
"What did you think of that conversation (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)" "... Creepy." GIRL SAME
"Is that-" "Dragon Ball Z? Yes" (knows through memes okay?)
"Oh what happened to her??" "She's sick :("
we will now skip over a bunch of stuff nothing too exciting happened here tbh
I am pausing so much during this episode and it's annoying her (YOU WILL UNDERSTAND I PROMISE!!!)
"Lotta projection going on here." "... what?"
Had to explain some stuff about the convo between Hunter and Amity over the Tamagotchi (give her a moment)
"Oh. That's not good." "It really isn't."
Don't mind me just sobbing inside at every Hunter/Flapjack interaction.
Was so so so worried for Owlbert there.
"It's in the key?!?" Yeah uh so here we are :)))))
She was so entranced with the animation and so was I (with internal screaming though)
"SHE CRACKED IT!!!"
"Mushroom Luz."
Was awwing over Flapjack and Hunter at the end (don't mind me just... gonna go over here and AUGHHHHH)
Episode 10
"Who is that?? How is she in the mirror"
"Weird door."
In between is really interesting actually
"IT'S!!! HER!! THE SLUG!!"
Again I found her watching this show at S3E1 at the intro part (all she remembers was Hunter and Vee thank god) so she popped off here.
"She's cute. I like her."
*pause* "Okay so you see that?" *points at Gravesfield logo* "Remember that." "okay..."
"Oh and those two." *points at the the Wittebanes* "Okay I will sheesh 🙄" /lh
She will not
"The basilisks remember? "OH YEAH-"
Not much from her until the rain sequence.
"HOW IS SHE HOLDING HER??" girl don't sweat it, cry with me instead :)
"I feel bad for Camila.' SAME
Episode 11
Honestly not much happened here with her so uhhh....
Biggest take away for her though
"CAT COVEN PERSON!!!" (coven scout)
"King read her diary-"
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Charlie the Unicorn is Paul Matthews coded: An overly long analysis
So, I've rewatched the entire series of Charlie the Unicorn multiple times, and with it has come a whole lotta brainrot. Not only is it just a great series in general and I love the absurdism of it all, but there's also something else I love about that I just... could not put my finger on. Well, that's until I listened to the song "Everyone is Smiling", and the reprise Charlie later sings. Charlie the Unicorn (both the series and the character) is incredibly Paul Matthews coded and I feel things about it.
(the rest is under the cut because I kinda made this waaayyyyy too long than I meant to)
First, let's talk about Charlie the Unicorn. Charlie, as a character, has no control over his life. He has to follow along with whatever his tormentors, two other unicorns by the name of Pink and Blue, decide would be fun, and it seems like he exists only to follow along with what they want. If they want to steal his kidneys or drag him to the moon, there is nothing he can do about it.
Well, nothing except complain.
See, there is one thing he CAN control, and that is his emotions, and how he feels about all the fucked up shit he has to deal with. The antagonists of the show constantly are shown to be annoyed by Charlie's negative outlook, and they make desperate attempts to strip him of the tiny shred of autonomy he has. The most obvious of these attempts, of course, being the somg song "Everyone is Smiling", where a dolphin wonders how Charlie could still frown and be so depressed when everyone around him is having a fantastic time, and tries to get him to join in and ignore the horrible shit that's going around him. The final lyric of the song before the dolphin leaves is literally "Just stop feeling dread, so there can be good times ahead." Then, there's the reveal that both Pink and Blue, the people that have been torturing our protagonist since the series began, are just corpses puppeted around by literal demons, where you can really start to see the similarities.
Then, there's other half of this comparison, that being Paul Matthews himself. In TGWDLM, there are many signs pointing to the fact that Paul's fate was sealed the moment the show began.
For example, there's the opening of the show, which has the entire cast of actors all onstage already singing and dancing, including Emma who only gets infected by the very end, or the entire existence of the finale and how it's literally just Paul singing about he was doomed from the start and the fact that the song is LITERALLY TITLED INEVITABLE, or the little detail you see even before you watch the show: the title of the musical. What is it called again? Oh, right, The Guy Who DIDN'T Like Musicals, "didn't" being in past tense. He has no control over what will happen to him, his fate is set from the moment the show began.
However, there is one thing he does have control over, that being how he feels and reacts to the apocalypse, his strong dislike of musicals, and his strong lack of a "want". The infected zombies see all of this for what it is; the one thing standing between them and complete control and power over him. Paul's lack of strong desires especially means that they don't have something obvious to exploit, and they can't trick him into accepting apotheosis by making him sing an I Want song.
That leads us to "Let It Out", where the infected zombies all wonder how Paul could possibly not accept apotheosis yet, how he can still refuse to listen to call of the singular voice when he'd finally feel happy (wouldn't that be nice?) and get what he wanted. In this moment, he is surrounded by corpses of his friends puppeted around by an eldritch god, trying to strip him of the small shred of autonomy he has.
This is where their stories start to kind of diverge.
See, Charlie succeeds in defeating his tormentors, shaking off their control over him and his world for good. He does this by singing a reprise "Everyone is Smiling", a direct response to the passive aggressive tune claiming that it's his fault for being miserable, that everything would be easier if he decided to smile instead. In this reprise, he asks why he has to smile, even as the world ends and it withers and dies. He accepts a world that is dead and through his negativity he manages to banish the demons that have been ruining his world. Paul, meanwhile, succumbs to the Apotheosis with a smile. His tormentors succeeds in stripping him of his autonomy, in removing his dislike of musicals and forcing him to accept apotheosis and the withered and dead world that comes with it. This is made increasingly easier by the fact that Paul has a want now, he wants to make a world where he and Emma can be happy together. Where Paul fails to save his world, Charlie succeeds.
In a way, the stories of Charlie the Unicorn and TGWDLM are kind of different versions of the same core premise. One where the protagonist manages to not only cling to their teensy shred of autonomy but also use it to defeat the demons that have been sucking the life out of their world, and one where their small amount of control is not just ripped away, but they're convinced to throw it away themselves.
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icequeenfanfic · 8 months
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Fionna & Cake Episodes 3-4 First Impressions, Speculations, Etc.
[Obvious spoilers]
THESE EPISODES WERE SO NEAT IN TERMS OF LORE AND CHARACTER WHATEVER,,
PRISMO BEING REVEALED TO BE THE CREATOR OF FIONNA AND CAKE AND THAT THE F&C UNIVERSE IS THE RESULT OF A WISH MUCH LIKE FARMWORLD IS SO PERFECTSKNDKDJ
I LOVVEE THE SCARAB- LIKE I LOVE VILLAINS THAT ARE DOING THE “RIGHT THING” BUT FOR MESSED UP MOTIVES AND HIM BEING JEALOUS OF PRISMO IS SO FUNNY
i also think hes not but lets not talk about that
CAKKEEEEE i feel like a lotta ppl are gonna say that the beginning chunk of her episode felt like filler but i really enjoyed seeing her again AND her getting a proper song! it was rlly cute and its also funny that that episode dropped when i LITERALLY have a cake plush coming in the mail today dkdbfkdjd
fionna sleeplessly looking for cake all throughout the city with as heartwarming as it is sad- cake really is one of the only things that gives her joy in her bleak reality- it was also nice seeing more of ellis and marshall as well as gary who was acting just a LITTLE bit sus not sure whats goin on there🤨
i also love that ellis and marshall just fall asleep synced like what😭
one thing i WILL say though is that i wish we saw a few more genderbends that weren’t seen in the first episode, im sure we will later on but yknow-
it was really nice to see that universe’s ICE QUEEN though! oddly enough she feels like the most underrated character of the F&C universe, only having a really prominent role in the first episode and like 2 of the comicsdkdjkdj i just hope we see more of her and her ice cream escapades
this will never happen.
i really hope we get to see more of astrid shes rlly cute and the dynamic between her and fionna- first thinking both being fans and then realizing “oh shit its the real fionna” was really fun
ending this little rant off, the end goal being to bring the ice king back is honestly really heartbreaking
simon can’t just live as himself anymore- his identity will forever be in the shadow of the ice king and his insane antics.
however i really hope the show doesn’t just settle on this as the only way things work out. the message “damn you were a lot better when you were self destructive” would be INSANE to ride on so i think they’re building to a compromise that splits the diff- maybe simon learns to be ok with the ice king being his past while making an effort to explore his new world without shutting himself out because its not the way HE wants it to be
TLDR i really liked these episodes and am hyped to see what they do with this series now that the stage has been set for their multiversal adventure
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182 Days of TPN - Day 128
Chapter 128: "I've Decided"
I love Emma so much for this. She agrees that the annihilation would be a smart way to ensure that their family can live safely and happily in this world, but it is by no means the best way to reach that future. I understand Norman's drive for revenge on the aristocrats and those who play an active part of keeping the farm systems running, but the whole method to achieve that is just morally wrong, especially to attack those who are innocently going about their days as normal. (during this part of the conversation, the anime has "Existence of an Insider" playing, which famously played in s1ep5 when Ray reveals he's a double agent to Norman, so it's almost like roles switched in regards to whom we're supposed to be cautious about.)
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She also agrees that escaping into the human world may be dangerous for them as well since they dunno how well they'll be accepted there, but still wishes to take that chance. Their whole journey up to this point was full of risks, optimism and resolve, so naturally Emma is willing to put her beliefs into such an iffy idea. All that is quite similar to her reasoning later in ch178 when they're all about to cross over actually and if it was for this recent ask I may not have thought about this just now. (perhaps that's another reason Ray chooses to trust in Emma so strongly, as he's heard her speak similar truths before during this moment.)
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Anime is wild for having Norman make a comment like that. Naturally I love Ray getting angry at him for it.
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Lowkey funny to me how it's the thought of not having Emma smile anymore that causes Norman to be like "oh wait, I certainly can't have that," and proceeds to talk through the situation more openly about a sort of compromise.
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Maybe I'm the idiot, but how would you exactly defeat the demons without killing them? It's not like you could mortally wound them since they'll regenerate quickly, yeah? (unless we're chatting about Norman's drug that has yet to be revealed, since that forces them to degenerate. though that'll still lead them to death, just slowly. idk. this is why i write these out days beforehand so i can think and try to make sense of random shit like this.)
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Norman, I regret to inform you that you're in a fantasy type manga. Impossible things are gonna happen no matter what you wanna believe.
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He goes through this whole spiel about the Seven Walls being a total mystery and claims there's absolutely no proof of the place actually existing and Emma fires back telling him they've basically found the entrance already and it's such a perfect in-your-face moment for her and I love it.
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The way her grip tightens on him.. aahh she wants to take the pressure off him so badly so he can just be Norman again instead of the WM persona and it hurts!
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Hug her! Hug her, you fool! She needs many hugs!
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How can you expect to her relax with that fake smile on your face? If ya wanted to be convincing you should've just HUGGED HER. (i'm surprisingly passionate about this moment suddenly, dunno why.)
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Perhaps it because it didn't happen in the anime that I'm fond of the embrace now? Instead we get Emma just reaching for his hand.
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And after she asks Norman if the annihilation is truly what he wants and if it's tough carry everything by himself, he simply replies with "no" followed by the below. Like damn boy, and here I thought manga Norman was being harsh.
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Spoilers: he did, in fact, not think about it when Emma returned. In his defense, she arrived a bit too late. But also in her defense, a lotta things happened at the Seven Walls.
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Enjoy the brief happiness while you can.
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My boy gets sidelined so hard during this chapter that despite all the chatter that's going on, he only got about seven total speech bubbles.
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Favorite panel/moment:
I'm afraid Norman fails to understand that Emma is gonna make her own agreement between them whether he likes it or not.
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I absolutely love the way Norman freaks out, even if it's definitely a valid concern about if they could actually return from the Seven Walls. C'mon boss, this is Emma we're talking about here, of course her plan is gonna be reckless. He should've expected that.
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She's got a fair point about the first Ratri being able to return. And I'll never get over how she thinks this task/burden she volunteers for is simple. Emma is amazing. Crazy, but we love her.
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In the anime it had the trio agree to find Sonju & Mujika instead (since the Seven Walls really don't exist in that silly adaptation) and I did kinda enjoy the quick banter between Emma & Norman about how many days the search should be. Not including anything else here though because this is longer than intended and I am very tired.
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medievildead · 1 year
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GoW: Hermes is Alive AU part 1 (aka my desperate attempt to put the idea I've had brewing for years into words)
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When Hermes died in GoW 3, no body was left behind. This is because his soul dispursed itself into the air and the locusts. He lived on unaware with no physical form. All he could deliver was plague.
After roughly 150 years passed since his death by the hands of Kratos, his soul reformed itself when a swarm of locusts crawled into a heap of stones, and then grew into Hermes himself, who was still in agony, missing both legs, and slowly recovering from the evils of Pandora's Box (which had made him susceptible to mortal pain, of that he was still feeling a great deal of).
Upon seeing his home completely destroyed, Hermes mourned. He vowed never to forgive himself for his faliure and permanently exiled himself out of shame, and also for the fact he couldn't look at the remains of his homeland without crying and screaming vengeance on Kratos.
With Olympus gone, as well as the flame, and faith in the Olympians completely wiped out after all the destruction, Hermes basically had nothing left to live for so he had two choices; kill himself or run away and find his purpose and hopefully his vengeance.
Despite having once been a god of travel & roads, Hermes is now completely lost and doesn't know where the fuck to go. Also he still has NO fucking legs so he has to crawl everywhere (eventually he comes across a mule with golden hair to ride on so he doesn't need to crawl anymore)
In the rubble of Olympia, Hermes finds The Staff of Iris, a golden staff with a glowing orb in the centre of the staff. The orb held the magic to silence those who lie, but that's relevant later. Anyway, since Iris was a messenger, the staff assisted her in delivering messages. And now that it was in Hermes' had it was telling him to deliver something. By looking at the staff just right he could see a rainbow ribbon seemingly attached to the staff that led down a road and far beyond that. So Hermes, who had nowhere else to go, followed it.
Theres a lot of stuff that Happens while following the Ribbon but I'm still working out the writing on those bits, but eventually he ends up in Egypt.
Because Hermes is going mortal mode, he's fuckin thirsty. He sees some travellers nearby and kinda steals their pitcher of water and goes glug glug. The travellers are understandably pretty pissed off and reveal themselves to be blacksmiths, and Hermes is apologetic (to an extent) and offers his golden mule in exchange for the blacksmiths to make him a new pair of legs.
They debate on it but then accept the trade, and make Hermes a new pair of legs out of copper.
However the blacksmiths decide to punish Hermes for what he done did, so when they finish assembling and equipping his legs, they wrap them in linens dipped in magic water instead of wax, which makes the copper erode/oxidize instantly and seal to his thighs is the most painful way. Every step Hermes makes thereafter is completely painful.
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(This is an older design, I'm considering leaving his legs wrapped in bandages for that Mummified Look)
Lore to be entered again at a later date but at this point Hermes attempts to continue on his journey but he noticed the rainbow ribbon has disappeared from his sights. He can't even feel it when he reaches for it anymore. He looks up miserably into the sunset and sees Thoth has appeared before him and stars spewing shit to him about destiny and letting go of the past. Hermes is dying rapidly at this point he desperately attempts to press on but he falls face down in the sand as death claims him.
Here is where Anubis comes in, he picks Hermes up and takes him to Duat to see Osiris. Again I gotta fill in a Lotta lore here but know that Thoth is like, really really insisting so hard on Hermes being a chosen one type guy. When Thoth and Anubis are judging Hermes they see into his future and see a lot of forgiveness
Relevant info, the Egyptian Gods know who Hermes is. Hermes has canonically been to Egypt before in the GoW universe. He, Thoth and Anubis know of each other. Not like, closely, but they know.
Osiris looks into his soul and sees how absolutely wicked Hermes is, all his crimes against mankind, the neglect he put towards mortals because of his selfish pride. He grants Hermes his immortality back, but as punishment he is to forever live in mortal agony as he was before, unable to die no matter what this time and his ailments will be worse. Basically he will always get sick, always be in pain from his shitty rusty legs, if his throat got slit he'd just bleed until it healed and the scar would never fade. Osiris does this so that Hermes will learn to understand how mortal man suffered under the horrible rule of Olympus.
Still though his actual skills don't go unnoticed. Osiris says that in return for being granted immortality once again, Hermes is to serve his duty in the Land of the Pharaohs. As a psychopomp he becomes a respected cohort of Anubis in Duat. As a God of liars and theives he is sentenced to be the final judge of the dead, to investigate truth, and punish those who lie (as the inventor of liars he can tell when someone's lying) by silencing them permanently with the Staff of Iris.
Also! Very important factor! He is SO ashamed of his former Olympian self that he cannot bear to acknowledge his own face. So he wears the Anoup Mask, which is a mask that was commissioned by Anubis himself, crafted carefully by Ptah, and given to him by Thoth. The mask also grants Hermes the ability to see deep into someone's soul, and can see lies or truths for what they are both when and before they are told instead of after.
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Basically he becomes Hermanubis, the Pseftipompus. He doesn't go by the name Hermanubis obviously cuz thats cheap shit, he's referred as "Ermanpw" by everyone else. He hates being called Hermes and snaps at anyone who does call him that. Thoth refers to him as "Herald" or "Harbringer", while Anubis refers to him as his aide. The gods rarely refer to him by name. He is never seen by mortals without the anoup mask, hence why people assumed that the mask was just his actual head.
Also heres yet another old sketch from when shit was still being brainstormed:
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(Sort of relevant, though irrelevant to the main plot of the story, Hermes and Anubis kinda become lovers briefly by complete accident. During this affair is when Anubis grants Hermes his Egyptian name, Ermanpw. Hermes digs it.)
This is just part one theres far more to this AU than just this arc I have to put into words but take this for what it is lolol
Ermanpw Unmasked ft. Locust Friends (not clickbait) ((yes his shoulder pin is the same as the one on his old chiton. It's been through a lot))
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Head hung low, Donatello silently debated which brother to turn to. Mikey was already out of the question, considering he was hanging out with Leatherhead that night. & Leonardo? Honestly, he wasn't even sure what their older brother was up to lately. He'd been silent lately since he started seeing Shinigami. So that only left one other brother- Raphael. 
Donnie loved his brothers, he did, but he dreaded revealing what was bothering him to Raph. He was the one who constantly joked about it & well sad to say, he was right. 
Shuffling into their room, gaze glued to the floor, he stays by the door just in case. "You were right." Tone is soft, dejected, but he's sure Raph can hear him. "I never really had a chance with her." ( '12 DonnieRaph :3 )
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Was it made the nicest way to go about it no not really, but Raphael wasn't one to pull punches he didn't work with kid gloves on like Leo or Mikey did. Then again they were less blunt compared to Raphael himself on top of it all. But well come on how could Donatello arguably and not, the smartest of them all truly think he stood a chance with a human girl? They weren't human. Don was just setting himself up for heart break. And everyone else was what willing to let Don go through that? Just to feed his delusions? That seemed far more cruel come pared to what Raph was doing. Which is what he had told Leo and Mikey but again he was in the wrong here. So he just holed up in his room uncaring he knew he was right. Not his fault they were unable to accept that.
Beside, the sooner Don accepted it the better. Why focus on that when there were other better choices out there? Someone who wouldn't string him along or make him think there was a slim chance and Don? Seemed fine with a slim chance alone to keep hope there.
Idly tapping drum sticks to his drum set, not really playing them just making noise at best as he was busy in his own thoughts. he notes his door opening and lifts a hand ready to throw one of the sticks "How many times do I have tell you Mikey to stop comin' in to my- oh Donnie?"
Raphael's change in tone wasn't so much due to seeing he mistook Don's entrance in his room for Mikey but more the fact it was Don i the first place. Don's gaze was focused on to the floor as they shifted their way in. Raphael quirked his beak slightly.
"Uh whats up Dee?"
"You were right."
Raphael wasn't following in the moment, "yeah always 'em bout time you noticed Einstein." He gruff slightly moving up from his seat. He can at least tell something is wrong as he makes his way over to his brother. "but for the hell of it wanna let me in on what 'm right bout here?"
"I never really had a chance with her."
Despite how soft his voice was Raphael did mange to catch what they said. "oh" he offers his face falling as he sort of lets pieces fall to make the final picture. "What do you? I mean when did you? how?" He was tripping over his question here suddenly that more blunt edge of his way to give truth and honestly wasn't quite as sharp. Maybe part of him was wrong for his approach? He slightly quirks his beak as he looks them over.
Fuck this was awkward as all hell. The red banded turtle thought as he reached to rub the back of his head. Before shifting his gaze back to Don. He knew they liked April but he's starting to see it might been a bit more for them. Now he feels sort of sorry for Don. "I didn' wanna be right ya know?" he at least offers unsure if that means anything here now. "I jus' Dee I didn't want ya to get hurt." Not that it seemed to matter he still did get hurt.
"I can protect ya from a lotta shit Donnie, but not well 'his. So I thought if I got you to see you could be rejected I dunno maybe it soften the blow when it happened?" He still was pretty set on the fact it would end how it has. Comforting or not he meant every word. He reaches over slow, and curls his fingers in to gently bump them with his knuckles a faint punch. Comfort wasn't his best area here that was more Mikey's thing after all. "ya know what ya need?" he waits for any sign they are listening. "A distraction?" he offers maybe it's guilty but he still wants to try. "you say it we'll do it? wanna watch tv? you pick the show. Wanna look for scraps for anything your working on? i'm ya guy." He sighs "Fuck i'll even agree to working on our dumb mazes and mutants characters with you." he lets his smile pull into a frown.
"I ain't leavein' ya alone Dee okay"
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ccarrot · 3 months
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I had a series of several bad dreams last night and they were like. A time loop where i had to fix what went wrong the previous nightmare
First i went to a party at the house across the street. Must have been a bachelor party or birthday I don't remember. So i go to this party, there's a bunch of people and fictional characters there too. So Chuuya and Atsushi were definitely at this house party, and some lady who looked a lot like Gretchen from Suits. Anyways at some point i was down stairs and the lady was in this glass barrier room you see in fancier buildings or stores and there was some guy running up to her and then attacked her. turns out this guy is a vampire and out to get all of us. Like in Midnight Mass i think. Either way vampire outbreak type thing happens and the finalists are me and chuuya atsushi and gretchen suits. turns out all of them were turned a while ago and they were faking being normal to get me in the end. and then I Woke Up
So i go back to sleep, this time the story resets, and I'm at home and I don't want to go to the party again so I tell my sister that we should stay in and she's super excited about that. I'm still paranoid about the vampires though so I go downstairs to talk to my granddad (which is another really weird thing because my granddad has been dead for... years). Well I tell my grandad that he can NOT open the door for anyone at all. no one is allowed. At that moment someone rings the doorbell incessantly. There's this delivery man, looking through the window at us, and this made me angry i tell my sister and my grandad to stay away and i answered the door. The delivery guy didn't even have anything for me, he was just trying to sell me some philosophy get together thing and I was really angry and heated and I was telling the guy "Go away we don't want whatever you're selling so get the fuck outta here and leave us alone" and the guy pulls out his phone and talks to someone on the phone like "yeah they didn't take the bait, plan B then?" and he lifts his pizza box to reveal he's been holding a gun this entire time. So I slam the door closed, and move out of the way BUT THEN my dumbass dream sister comes within the line of fire some how, and the door suddenly opens and she gets shot in the eye. And I guess i screamed or something because i woke up then and i had definitely made a noise.
I go back to sleep then, and this time the dream resets to the beginning of the day. My parents go off to the party with their friends. My sister and I are hanging out upstairs this time out of view. We have a nice time until i get a call from my mom telling us to join her at the party, and I'm like.. NO! but then she comes in to the house with her friend and is calling us downstairs. I look out the window to see a man running down the street towards our house and I'm frantically trying to tell her that she needs to close the door now, but then my bedroom door opens and the vampire man that started the outbreak from the original dream is standing at the door. then it ends
Next one is short. somehow i slayed the vampire man and he was on the ground in front of me, and it was like a camera lens unblurring or something because it looked like his body was forming some weird medieval painting with his blood n shit
and then the last one i'm standing in my bedroom. my bedroom from when i was a really young kid, looking down at the scorched shadow of the vampire guy.
Then it was 8:00 am and i needed to get ready for work but. a very upsetting sequence of dreams i had last night. lotta death..
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quek-a-sketch · 1 year
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crown ascending wording implied the ferins still have a Lot of power so what do they have specifically in this world?
also seperate but how has chip been generally living in that area ?
Ok so!! The Ferins are from another kingdom and are a dukedom almost directly at the level of that country's royal family...
What isn't revealed until later (this aus episode 53) is that the family is almost completely made up of trained hitmen and assassins, safe to say that family is responsible for a lot of the dirty work of the kingdom but it's a tight lipped secret, so to avoid having them reveal anything the royal family and then have a deal of basically "it I don't see it it didn't happen" and the Ferins get away with a lotta shit and cover it up
They're obviously incredibly wealthy and have control over most of the military, which is renowned for how powerful it is! Then obviously they have their grimey little hands in a lot of trades and underground markets.
Jay is actually tactically placed in the path of chip, who's been claiming to be a lost heir for years and the thing is the ferins have evidence that he IS, and is set to kill him and Lizzie aswell preferably after getting close enough and getting enough intel for her family... She obviously doesn't in the end.
And ok so!!! Chip hung around the old castle mainly, the capital is HUGE and a new castle was built since the old one was inhabitable and the surrounding area fell onto hard times thanks to the corruption the seeped from the old castle, Chip refused to move out from there though.
He had stopped saying about his past as much because... Well he started to wonder if he had some false memories, he was quite young and when people say you're lying and you're wrong for YEARS you start to question yourself even if you know the truth, price parroting in his ear and the fact his memory of how he actually survived is foggy at best...
Yeah he just stayed on the south side of the capital where the old castle is with a lotta empty buildings, it's also where prices little group used to meet up at so he didn't see a point of trying even when Drey's return was announced.
Hope that makes sense!!! Thank you sm for asking I fuckin love answering asks bout any of my aus!!
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lmanberg · 2 years
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Watched Nope last night and absolutely loved it, the visuals were amazing and the siblings + Angel were all great characters, but my main complaint was how many static 2D characters there were. Maybe it’s just bc I saw a midnight showing and was tired but I feel like the director guy, Jupe, even the TMZ reporter, all of them were honestly kinda unrealistic.
I mean you’ve got the director basically killing himself because, what, the siblings don’t “deserve” the footage? As if he couldn’t have destroyed it or even stolen it? Instead, he just kills himself? He never portrayed himself as suicidal or mentally ill before that scene, it came completely out of left field. Then you’ve got Jupe who worships Jean Jacket because he thinks he can tame it because of that time the chimp went crazy and killed his costar as a kid (which btw why did they even bother having her survive for a reason other than body horror considering she died seconds after being revealed as alive) but how did he even find out about JJ in the first place? We know it happened when the siblings’ dad died, but we don’t know the details afaik. Then the TMZ reporter who was literally dying and only gave a fuck about his camera and why OJ wasn’t filming his (basically) death.
As I said, I loved the movie but I really didn’t get what they were doing with these side characters, it didn’t make a lotta sense to me. I definitely have to rewatch it tho bc maybe I just missed shit
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istg its gonna be revealed that we all came together in this life to watch tv while in the same body or some shit. we need to practice doing that again. but like. i would rather chill with these fuckers on a couch irl. we'd all have our own dvd shelves or some massive one. god DAMN we need a break to just chill outside of reality for a bit after this to recover....
ideal rules for reality is just having life be secondary, like a game u go play, then u can come back home to ur personal dreamhouse inbetween sessions. everybody needs breaks man. then u go back to continue whatever life ur feelin. and also u can get all the souls u meets numbers so u can hangout inbetween or plan to meetup in a reality.
like ik a lotta souls value the concept of living genuinely, without knowing ur playing a game, but that choice is needed or else ur just trapped there. like, ig u could have it so when u dream u remember about how it is, choose to leave or not, then forget when u wake up, or get replaced with another similar soul who wants to keep going. but souls really get put into a different state like that. when u view all the pain and discomfort as an outsider, it seems like fun.
shit i just remembered we got asked that once. when dreaming. i cant find the journal about it, only the one talking about it. but the previous ones are about begging god to tell us how to leave and being incredibly suicidal. which would add up. fuck. OK FOUND IT!!!thank fucking god ok i'll transcribe it here⤵️⤵️⤵️
"june 29th 2021
i didnt do shit. 5am again. here i am again. husk. how do i even start? my brain is so fucked. no one can fix me and thats what frustrates me the most. i stay put. still. stand still. i may have lost my DID, but 98% of my thoughts still are talking to someone else but me (lmao if u look at the other entries its so fucking obvious the DID is still there, we were just really blurry for several years). i live in comfort of my hypothetical daydreams. i had a dream last night that i remember being impactful but i dont remember what happened. at one point some being kept asking if i was ready to let my memories be given to someone else and die. i kept saying NO last second bc some part of me didnt want to go. to be fair, dream worlds are better so why would i (want to stay). but i still think i would probably act the same here. all people have of me are my posts, my "memories" to remember me by. its different if im in the room with them for real. i want people to experience me as a person before im ready to die."
then the next entry on the 27th is a 1 and a half page rant on our theory at the time about soul collectives that we didnt know was about soul collectives (we do now). used to think all our past lives fueled a demon who wanted to experience being human but couldnt, so he fed on the memories of our human life cycle, and our current life was the last puzzle piece. which is kinda accurate. all lives serve a purpose to fuel a collective of souls, which now we know pyramids up n up all the way to the whole Source. as far as we understand it anyway.
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lord-shitbox · 3 months
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oopsie i unfollowed you trying to send this ask lmao anyways bite & bark for every other question. get someone else to ask you the rest
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^the idiots. here's the first half I'll make the 2nd half into another post
What’s the lie your character says most often?
Bark: "it's fine/don't worry about it" Bite: "i live alone"
How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?
Bite's pretty open about his attitude most of the time. because he's annoyed most of the time. his two externally displayed moods are annoyed & "hey lil mama let me whisper in your ear and drink your blood." and this accounts for about 90% of his entire life Bark used to be more open but he gets more and more closed off as he gets worse thru the narrative.
Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?
Bite thinks crying is childish and absolutely refuses to. Bark doesn't really see a point in crying on command because situations should be worked through rationally and objectively
What would you yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?
um. their names
Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?
Bite is a tough love giver. his vampire father had a very gentle demeanor and now he considers saccharine affection dishonest, in general. Bark tries to be gentle. his mom raised him on tough love and taught him to be gentle to others and that kinda worked out for him but also didn't really. He's not really sure what he likes to receive.
If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?
Bite doesn't have friends or family. Bark would probably ask him shit like "what's my last name" and "do you like my haircut" and then keep going. "who do you want me to kill for you" "what groceries did you buy for me last week" and he'd know it's a fake if it answers more than 2 of his questions but would still use the opportunity to get all the information he can get out of it, then fact-check with the original Bite later. The nature of the impostor's answers could reveal whether it has all of Bite's memories or knows a lot through external observation or something else. If confronted with a Bark impostor, Bite would almost certainly be able to tell by smell alone but he'd know for sure if he bites him.
When do they fake a smile? How often?
Bite does it whenever he's hungry and wants to feed on someone. so pretty often. Bark never fakes it
What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?
Bark tries to be friendlier in class and when he's with friends than he is at home—lots of people are in his house (extended family, plus people are almost always visiting) so he tries to be chill and helpful to them but this starts falling off as his arc worsens. Is extremely neutral at his job (corner store cashier) and when he's alone does a whole lotta nothing— anything to keep his mind busy. Bite doesn't really have friends, and eventually gets a job but doesn't have one yet. He's virtually alone when he's at home and generally takes good care of himself—reads a lot of books, does housework. In class / around others he's not obnoxious but is usually rude or caustic when others speak to him.
What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?
Bite: Authority figures. His dad. Bark: People he suppresses dislike for
What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?
Bark's shittily box-bleached hair is pretty conspicuous. He notices his eyebags first tho Bite's hair is also pretty striking, but so are his eyes if he's looking at you. bright red. His first reaction to himself in the mirror is always to gauge how old he looks.
What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?
Someone notes Bite's height seems different than usual and he's instantly viciously aghast. Leaves immediately without explanation. Talking about shifting makes Bark nervous. He remembers less and less about his shifts as his state deteriorates and thats a massive sign somethings wrong but. if he doesnt know whats wrong then nothing is, right?
Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?
Bark likes some fuckass raisin & oats cookie shit & Bite hates this. Bite likes dark chocolate chip Bark thinks he's pretentious abt it
How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?
Bark: (cringes a little) "ah. my bad." takes it gracefully, is slightly moody when lying in bed for the evening, goes looking for new jobs next day Bite: "oh ok whatever" (rudely). a tad bitchier all around for the next few days.
What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?
Bite says he wants blood &, if you know him very very well, for his dad to be dead, but really he just wants freedom. Bark doesn't know what he wants. Maybe a nap. he really needs an extensive break and some new coping mechanisms
When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?
Bite gets his big moment right after the climax of his arc. He has to sit through it for a while and come to terms with the fact that he'll never be able to change what happened, nor is it likely that he could've done it any other way Bark gets it worst when everyone is looking at him. He doesn't know what happened, but everyone else does, and it's bad.
How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?
Bark tries to be affable/courteous, at least. Customer service experience. A little head nod and a Hey. Bite doesn't. Maybe an "ugh" or an irritated sigh.
What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?
ihhh. Bite decided to hit on Bark & get him involved in his shit thats morally questionable. Bark begins to turn blind eyes to others' problems bc he cant deal with that shit rn
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