#honestly thinking abt writing this

[rockymintscollective]

Okay I noticed something [Spoilers for AA4]

IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS FOR AA4, DO NOT READ FURTHER. THANK YOU.

I was playing the second case of the AA4 game (the one where there's Wocky in it and the whole thing where "herr forehead" comes from) and i noticed something odd. So I went to the little thing where you can look at the sprites and everything.

Take a look at this line from the game.

He's smiling, right? Typically when you see someone smile, you think that, you know. They're telling the truth. That they're not lying to you. That make sense, right?

Take a look at this still. (Forgive me for the shitty quality of these things, by the way)

This one is called "being sincere" and yet he, too, is also smiling. Though it's more... Small? More of a faint smirk? I would describe it as such anyway. It's more of a smirk. It's more of a casual thing. Like whenever you get someone a bottle of water and they say "thanks man" and they actually mean it.

Now. Take a look at this last screenshot I'm about to show you.

Take a look at the name of this one.

Confident.

He's confident in this stance and you see him like this at least once, to my knowledge, in the first case with Kristoph where you find him guilty. You see him have this exact face and see him wear it proudly.

Now think back to what I said earlier. What his first line was.

"I'm not an attorney anymore. ...That's the only truth you need to know."

He's not an attorney, but you can see it in his eyes that he misses being one. That he, deep down, wants to go back to what he used to do. Because of his smile and how you see him look in his "being sincere" look, you can tell that he's lying out of his ass.

Phoenix Wright, while disbarred, may have hated the thought of being an attorney. That much is true. But he still yearned for it when he was on that defense stand and yearned for it whenever he had the chance to be one again.

Phoenix Wright was always meant to be a defense attorney at heart.

Oh also if you look at the one time when he says "oh i assure you it's quite based" you can't tell me that he had a giggling fit with Trucy afterwards like

you can't tell me this man said it like that with a straight face and then just went on with life like that. Especially if we think of the fact that this is probably during the time where slang and lingo is more modern like. Everyone's probably saying based and Phoenix hears himself saying that and his first mental thought is "oh fuck i'm becoming a gen-z adult" /pf

#YES i was serious at first #but i promise you the rant was worth it #honestly thinking abt writing this #aa #ace attorney #phoenix wright #disbarred phoenix wright #character analysis #kinda headcanon #kinda depressing #also i am NOT AN APOLLO KINNIE I SWEAR #THAT MAN LOOKED THROUGH PHOENIXES' ENTIRE LOG OF CASES #I AM NOT THAT MAN

[fandom-geek]

i think the thing that really gets me about pre-canon durge is their absolute sense of duty, and their utter isolation outside of the cult of bhaal.

most of the cultists seem eager to see durge upon their return, and one even says they were the first to feed him flesh. gortash tells them of an exhibition of a bhaalspawn's corpse and another bhaalspawn's creations and durge immediately plans to attack the hall of wonder to recover them. they then apparently entrust said bhaalspawn's corpse to sceleritas fel to "restore" through taxidermy. they deride orin for her artistry with corpses explicitly because "bhaal will never care" and because orin "[does] not understand lord bhaal".

even their infamous prayer for forgiveness is framed around their absolute submission to bhaal's plans, and the crime that requires forgiveness? admiring his rival's chosen. that's one line, and the next three paragraphs are swearing to carry out his plan exactly as they've been told to, all for his forgiveness.

hell, even their room reinforces this. orin has barely touched the place aside from installing her mother's corpse and her manifesto - and that is some of the only decoration. what was it before orin, an empty room with skulls, a bed, a desk, some chests and a wardrobe?

the durge didn't have any semblance of a life outside of bhaal, aside from gortash. and is it any surprise? the only other hint they ever had a life outside of the cult is the flashback of kid durge murdering their adopted family, all thanks to their father's urging.

bhaal even tries to force them back into isolation after they've been tadpoled by forcing them to kill alfira, and then trying to force a durge who resists him to kill their lover. if they continue resisting, bhaal kills them. bhaal will not allow them to have a life outside of him and, if it weren't for jergal, he would've succeeded.

#bg3 spoilers #the dark urge #honestly writing this all out it's weird that bhaal doesn't try to kill your party when you're at the temple #it'd be perfectly in line with everything else he'd done to durge up until that moment #also just makes me think of how sceleritas will tell an evil durge that the worst thing they've ever done #is giving a beggar a coin without asking for anything in return #ymmv and everyone has their own headcanons but pre canon durge was not a happy or enthusiastic participant as far as canon shows #which is reinforced by gortash saying you've always been better at controlling your urges than orin! #why would durge bother to do that when 'all father wants is death in droves death in numbers'! #honestly i think it's v reasonable to think that durge could've been tempted into bane worship given what little we know of them pre canon #anyway haven't played evil durge myself so very curious abt any insights from that route #baldur's gate

[thepunkmuppet]

the reason why transfem elias is my favourite theory for gwendolyn is because think about the implications.

so let’s say this alternate universe reveals that elias is actually transgender, and would present/identify as female if they had the opportunity to figure themself out and transition (elias was reportedly very young when jonah possessed them)

then the idea that in the tma universe they not only didn’t live long enough to do that, but THEIR BODY WAS TAKEN OVER BY SOMEONE ELSE WHO THEN PRESENTED IN A MASCULINE WAY AND LIVED AS A MAN USING THEIR FACE AND BODY FOR OVER TWENTY YEARS?!? FUCKING TERRIFYING

as a trans person myself, even though the real elias was dead the dysphoria that idea gives me is absolutely unreal, and really creeps into serious body/existential horror territory which i think would be really interesting and very in-character for a writer like jonny to explore.

#idk how they would explain her not being voiced by ben meredith but honestly it’s whatever i like this idea too much to think abt semantics #it’s just so horrible #the freaky friday trope was never something i could even entertain happening to myself #because someone else looking at my body!! and having control over it!! and potentially wearing feminine clothes and makeup and aaahhhhhh #i hate it #it’s a very interesting and nasty horror concept to me #transfem elias is real if this doesn’t turn out to be canon i will probably write it #the magnus archives #tma #the magnus protocol #tmagp #elias bouchard #gwendolyn bouchard #jonah magnus

[milo-igidk]

wanna talk abt like keefes anger and the way he handles it 

bc like there are very few instances in the series that keefe is like outwardly angry outside of his own pov. being raised in an emotionally abusive family can fuck you up real bad in the way you handle your emotions, thats without even putting into account the fact that hes an empath. like, that environment where you're constantly forced to push down any negative emotion because you know itll just make things worse for you, it can cause you to let it out in unhealthy ways, often times towards yourself.

i feel like he has so much anger and rage inside of him that he is forced to keep inside and he would rather ruin himself a hundred times over than let it out on someone he loves, and i have no doubt hes terrified of it. hes terrified of himself, of the thoughts and feelings that he has. and im trying really hard to like keep it in cannon and remember whats actually real but i know he has said that he, and i quote "has a major dark side" and that violence and blood doesnt really affect him the way that it does other elvesthe way its supposed to. some people just, are like that, they have dark, bad, violent thoughts, especially mentally ill ppl or victims of abuse. and on keefes side, his dad is a shitty abuser and his mom has killed enough people to be considered a serial killer, i dont think it would be a surprise if he himself had violent thoughts like those, thoughts and feelings that he doesnt act on but theyre still there.

idk what the point of the post is i just have thoughts that i worry are too obvious but then when i say them here ppl like them so ✨anggggsstt✨

#honestly i watched pearl (amazing movie oh my god) so that like got me thinking abt a bunch of stuff and then i shifted them to keefe #i am this close to writing fanfiction abt him istg #kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #keefe sencen #kotlc thoughts #kotlc fandom #kotlc keefe #kotlc angst #kotlc neverseen #kotlc stellarlune #kotlc nightfall #kotlc flashback #kotlc legacy #kotlc gisela #kotlc cassius #kotlc unlocked

[puppyeared]

i think the reason why im so drawn to spirit tracks and pkmn scarvi is that having the legendary/princess as a companion rather than a goal that marks the games completion makes me feel satisfied the way i would after helping a friend

my brother always teases me about how I still havent finished botw after almost 7 years bc "id rather be out picking flowers" which i wont say is untrue. and yes i know Zeldas been holding off ganon for 100 years, yes i can get some sort of idea what her relationship with link was like by recalling memories and going through her diary. ive always loved botw for its unique storytelling and setting which makes it stand out, because it lets you get to know who you're saving.

but because theyre memories, it only works if theres something for the player to investigate that already happened. its retroactive (but effective nonetheless)

on the other hand, spirit tracks does something similar but instead of having the player try to piece together memories and interpret them as a spectator, you actually have an opportunity to get to know zelda yourself by talking to her and working together. besides making it a gameplay mechanic, giving the player control over how they interact with zelda makes it so much more personable.

and I find that making the goal feel personal instead of an obligation gives me more of a reason to work towards it. I know what kind of person botw zelda was but as the player, shes still very much a stranger to me. but spirit tracks zelda? thats my friend!!!! she invited me to go to the beach after we get her body back!!! i dont want to whip her to make her move faster thats mean :(

you know how hostage negotiators are trained to introduce themselves and get to know the person theyre negotiating with because its harder to hurt someone when you know what their favorite food is? its kinda like that, because it feels like im helping a friend than being told or led to do smth

and although i havent played scarvi myself, i feel an attachment to koraidon and miraidon even just watching playthrough clips because its like!! thats my weird scaly dog!! it loves sandwiches and we're friends!!! you know!!!!!!

#i dont normally write long posts like this but i think ive been trying to put this into words for a long time and it finally happened #my cloth mother spirit tracks zelda and my wire mother lttp zelda #ACTUALLY ANOTHER THING when i was a kid i always felt guilty when i had to catch the legendary at the end of the game #because to me it was like 'i know none of this is real but if i capture you and have you under my thumb am i robbing the world of something #normal thoughts for a 10 year old to have #when i talked to my brother abt this he was like 'i mean yeah the point is to dunk on the NPCs what were you expecting' and i mean i think #i get that its supposed to feel rewarding because the legendary is THE reward. but it doesnt feel right and i dislike he feeling of pushing #others down to get ahead. i guess u can argue sun/moon does smth similar where you have nebby with lillie #but lillie still ends up handing nebby over to the player and i STILL feel bad because im like shit man you raised that little guy #and koraidon/miraidon feels less like a reward but more like overpowered motorcycle lizard that is just so oupydog. and i love him #and in spirit tracks i went out of my way doing some of the side quests bc zelda asked nicely and honestly that was enough for me #i think all of this boils down to.. i feel very protective abt things i care abt so stories that give me a reason to care hits harder #this can also go the other way bc i CRIED when i finished links awakening because i KNEW every person and im responsible for #literally the end of their world. like. there was a family with 5 kids. marin loved singing and cared about me. she was my FRIEND #i just. ugh. i have too many feelings rn. i kinda wanna draw more spirit tracks link and zelda i think that wld make me feel better #yapping #diary #loz #pokemon

[cherries-and-knives]

The average oldest daughter experience is relating to all the fictional people weighed down by responsibilities, the ones who love aggressively, who want to be great but don’t always know how, or the ones who are expected to be great and are just trying to survive under the weight. It’s finding yourself in the ones who have a hard time expressing emotions, but have little problem expressing anger. It’s being drawn to the protective characters, who love with shields and go down fighting for others, but have a hard time excepting love in return and often don’t expect it.

#was looking at little women posts and was hit with the overwhelming urge to write about this #I feel this is a bit more serious than what I usually post lmao #but idk I was thinking about all the characters I’ve related to most of my life #and all the character my friends who are also eldest daughters relate to #and I’ve found there’s a pretty common pattern #and also I understand a lot of people relate to these kinds or character without being eldest daughters! #but I’m honestly just relaying my personal experiences :) #anywayssss #eldest daughter #oldest daughter #relatable #bookblr #little women #I could totally see this post hitting the wrong crowd lol and ppl being pissed I’m being so specific abt eldest daughters💀 #or I could see no one relating to this at all #oh well either way

[forgottenarthur]

50. Writer's preference - "And what if it is not you?"

The barb stung and Arthur turned away as quickly as if she had struck him.

These walks had become something of a tradition between the Prince and former Princess over the rolling weeks. With the out of doors near unpassable, Arthur's mornings had shifted to a shorter indoor practice before dawn, followed by a brief repast and then a stroll through the Orangery with the Lady Aria. Though they still argued as often as they didn't, there was something free and flowing in these conversations -- a strange sense that no subject was off limits...And that every single one was somehow taboo. It was perhaps true that they had each been raised as royalty, but it seemed their worlds could not have been more different.

Today, the subject had fallen to that all-encompassing theme of his life, the most pressing topic in the empire, and the one least likely ever to be openly addressed: Roderick's line of succession. It was an ache in his gut, this, a hill he had run up all his childhood only to find a sheer rockface confronting him. Now, scrambling for footholds in the brutal cliffside, it was a race to the top against those he loved most -- a climb now far too high to risk the drop. It was success or the death of all meaning. But what was he to do? Throw his siblings from the sides? They too held on by meager fingertips and he could not bear to think of them dashed against the teeth of the unforgiving stone so far below.

Arthur's jaw clenched. He kept her pace, but he no longer looked at her as she spoke; heard her only as if from a great distance. What was there to say? Yet, her last words burned, searing like vinegar in his cuts, and he turned sharply towards her, a rush sounding in his head.

"What? You favor someone else?" he demanded, all effort at bluster or calm stripped away. Surprise seemed to register in his face and, pressing his eyes shut, he shook his head, realizing she meant this only as rhetoric and, with a look of defeat, he sighed; shook his head. "How should I know? It would be the end for me."

He didn't look at her, now, gaze straying upwards towards the gently nodding trees, branches heavy and sagging with fruit. He thought of the tart-sweet of them, tawny and opening with a kind of crack. Fibrous chambers of juice attended the tiny seeds at the center and this, then, was life. Even trees limned their children with sweet cushions against the harsh reality of the world around them. When he laughed, it was a bitter sound.

Sighing, Arthur shook his head. "Aria, I--" but he stopped. He'd not said her name so baldly before and he gestured, helpless, voice trapped within his throat.

Her eyes were dark: not mere chocolate, but something else as if the sea had leaked into them and tossed against stormy shores within her mind. Her face was set, but he could not read it. He searched for something written there, something designed for him to read: he wanted it. He knew the message he wished to read. A very simple message. He wanted to read it again and again, see it roiling within the storm of her eyes. But there was nothing. She was no harbor. She was, perhaps, another deathly drop.

Aria lifted her chin. "Go on."

"I don't know what will happen if my father chooses someone else any more than you do. But I do know I will be a threat to whoever is chosen, simply for having been in the running, and..."

And if it were Edmund who were selected, whom Arthur regarded as the most likely alternative, he would not expect to long outlive his father -- or even his father's choice. Enemies of the House of Calainon had a way of disappearing. Arthur was not altogether certain they even lifted a finger: they were witches, after all. Likely, all they needed do was wish for a thing, and their dark magic did the rest. Edmund might not wish him gone, perhaps...but Amira would not hesitate. He could not help but think that would make for a horrible ending, all the demons of hell rising at her command. His would be a silent end, he had no doubt, yet he knew, too, that if it were by Amira's hand, he would die howling.

If Aria had said something else, Arthur had not heard it. At last, she said: "And what if the Emperor doesn't choose? What happens to us all, then?"

Arthur stopped short, and Aria beside him. "Then it'd be war."

He walked out without another word.

#this was really interesting to write -- he's actually much more clear eyed (when forced to confront it) than id thought he'd be honestly #drabble #challenge #aria stafford #edmund varmont #amira varmont #guinevere varmont #ask #honestly still ruminating abt this like...this response really shocked me?????? #i kinda thought he'd be like 'guess id turn to duke or knight errant or smth' or just bluster but he was like 'nah im dead by black magic' #me: you ok arthur????? #arthur: obviously not #roderick varmont #arthur's gonna go hit smth really really really hard btw if you're wondering where he's off to #realizing being a knight isn't ~just abt proving himself (tho its v much that too!!!) its also a coping mechanism #and he's lowkey terrified every single day of his life and now im really sad #i honestly didn't think he was so aware of all that laksjdflkjslf #about #also if you're wondering what he was searching for in her face -- he just wanted to see a lil faith in him #that's all he really wants from anyone #and its all he never gets from anyone #if anyone anyone showed a lil faith in him or a lil love for him -- god forbid -- he'd go to the ends of the earth for them purely for that

[kiwibongos]

my genius expands. what if after the game, the survivors recreated chiaki's hoodie for hajime?

like a little gift from all of them. bc they know how important chiaki was to him. they'd all gather the materials and the design, and sonia would sew it and all, and when they give it to him, haj just kinda . waddles to his room, curled up in a ball just holding onto it. and he never takes it off after

#i honestly really wanna turn this into a lil comic #think i might #srry if anyone has posted abt this thought before it just hit me #you ever have a thought and ur immediately like #I HAVE TO WRITE ABOUT THIS #hajime hinata #hinanami #i guess? if you want #bickering #danganronpa #super danganronpa 2 #danganronpa v2 #danganronpa v2 goodbye despair #sdr2

[creek-ink]

little solace comes

to those who grieve

when thoughts keep drifting

as walls keep shifting

and this great blue world of ours

seems a house of leaves

moments before the wind.

#there's something in this painting and i was going to spend a deal explaining it #but the thing abt art and paintings is there's not always words to put down #and honestly if i could explain #write it all out. im not sure i would #that'd ruin #u know #so now this is yet another thing ill chalk up to “just house of leaves art... bc i like it yk” #its more than that #idk y im still typing. #hello void!! how are u!! #whatever- art is abt feelings i think #so what do u think #? #anyways #my art #house of leaves #house of leaves fanart #watercolor #watercolor painting #oil pastles #oil pastel #this will inevitably be lost to the void bc my original art always does #but i hope it made u feel smth #even if just for a moment #vent art

[autistic-katara]

u ever think of a ship u like one-sidedly and wonder why tf u didn’t project onto them when suffering from a bad one sided crush

#this is abt valgrace #honestly i dont see jason as being into men he’s either straight or aspec to me (or both yk) #but leo is definitely into him #to me #and now i have the urge to write a fic abt them #like maybe a jason survived au or smthn #or maybe they resurrect him idk #i think it would be a bit too angsty if he was dead #(or it could be pre-death but idk if i wanna do that for a few reasons) #guys actually does anyone want that i think it would be fun to write #i needed smthn to write yk but this is still vague enough that if i wanna continue i might need more motivation or smthn #pjo #heroes of olympus #leo valdez #jason grace #valgrace #<- do i tag that if its one sided??? #sorry if i offended u for this i can’t think straight rn #ryan shut the fuck up

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

the beach conversation is insane actually im always being so mean to 13 for how closed off she is but it's insane what she does here like "ive never been able to", "it's what my life is", "not because i dont want to"

shes like sorry yaz i cant give you much but lets play doctors and students and reenact the anatomy lesson dr nicolaes tulp you be the doctor and the students and i'll be the body hang on let me hold up a lamp so you can see what we're doing

shes like sorry yaz i cant give you much i locked my hearts in this rusty vault and lost the keys but if i had a spare i would give you it i swear i promise i know thats not enough but i'd give it to you

"i cant fix myself" is how she starts. "i'll be fine, in the end, hopefully" she says like an hour after regenerating after describing just how much it fucks her up and how scary it is and how painful and how much of a gamble, really, how much of a leap of faith and hoping for the best, hoping for that net to appear because if it doesnt......... theres no backup

are you alright, doctor? are you okay? yaz has asked a hundred times without getting an answer. and now she finally does and it seems to recontextualise every dodge that has come before. stop asking, it's not the end yet, theres still time, a little more patience, i will figure it out, i will be able to give you a yes eventually im sure of it.

but now it is the end, regeneration looms again, time is running out, and this endlessly delayed answer sounds like a resignation. i cant do it. not in time. maybe not ever. but definitely not before the plane crashes and i take you down with me. i broke the universe and i cant fix it. it's too late. i dawdled too much.

and what this could have been, but isnt, because neither of them take it this way, think of it this way, because theyre too much alike, and not like this at all, but what this could have been, in intention and reception, is a request for help. i give up, i cant figure this out, but can you? the doctor doesnt mean this, and yaz has always been too attentive to the limits, too respectful of the doctor's boundaries (from "who, me? no. never doubted. don't know what you mean" in ghost monument to "can we just live in the present") to misinterpret it this way. so theyre on the same page. a page, as always, decided on by the doctor. but it does make the perfect set up for the finale

because i do think, sort of, that yaz fixed it. not you know the millennia of trauma but the specific inability of 13 to trust people. the clara/river/missy/bill my-friends-die-or-are-not-what-they-seem-or-both cant-hold-anyones-hand-but-my-own inability to trust her friends are her friends and they will not like explode into gore and viscera if she touches them (which now that ive said it i bet is what she has nightmares about. perfect match with what i think yaz has nightmares about which is the doctor exploding into gore and viscera and not being able to do anything abt it. actually the best idea i think ive ever written abt what yaz has nightmares about is "or you take off your coat and youre wearing dynamite", but i digress) that, i think yaz sort of fixes when she saves the doctor and saves the world and i think if 13 had lived she'd have trusted yaz after that in a way she couldnt before and maybe even that realisation of "you saved my life" in that weird malleable state of post-pseudoregeneration might have had a hand in why 14 is the way he is

#anyway #Them #sonya voice: i still think abt it #can you believe its been 2 years since sea devils???what the fuck #woughhhhhhhhhh #i miss them #i miss writing thasmin in like................that space #i love writing yaz/14 it's very cathartic #like hello lets Talk About Things #yesterday i wrote 14 saying 'it's new! i love new. new is great' which was so nice #my 14 is a lot more 13 than 10. theres no 10 at all honestly i dont care abt him #yaz/14 is just.........thasmin Continued #but anyway i do miss writing them all.............never saying anything #that got tiring after 2 years and its nice to like catharse all that tension now with yaz/14 but #doesnt mean that tension isnt an interesting place you know? #but anyway change is part of love #its fun giving them new problems too fhgkghgjhjh

[strawbubbysugar]

Ough as the end draws near I’m seeing more and more comments that are making me nervous that the ending won’t live up to all the hype & expectations aaaa aa

#ask #for example #there’s a few notes I’ve forgotten about that we’re gonna be important but now make no sense in the story #so I’ve gotta figure out how to work them in #without it feeling forced #and at the same time #continuing with the idea I’ve been married to for a few weeks about what the ending is gonna be #but now I’m so nervous that people won’t like the ending #and I’ll have ruined this fic #sobs #ik most of you will hopefully enjoy it!! but even seeing a few be like ‘aw :( I hoped something else would happen’ is gonna be ROUGH #but honestly #thank you all for the amazing experience you’ve given me writing this #I never realized just how much I enjoy writing until I started writing this fic #and all the love has been so sos o life changing #so thank you all <3 #one person specifically said I was ‘stalling’ but like :( I’m drawing out the tension. if I do things too quickly it won’t have any umph. #I just haven’t been able to stop thinking abt that comment sigh #personal

[cosmic-d1ce]

I so badly hope that when Forever and Missa fight for Phil's affection that Forever is just as dramatic as he's been this whole time

I want a dramatic speech professing his undying love, i want him to admit its not even about Brunim anymore and he would destroy worlds for Phil if he just gives him the chance, they could be so powerful together, together they can make sure no eggs are harmed again! They could do anything if they were together, Forever just needs a chance to prove himself

I want drama im rooting for Forever

#Ideally Forever will have a big passionate speech and Missa will write a song #But yk what im just excited to see this #I think itd be really funny if Phil has to consult Kristin for his answer #I know without a doubt that missa will win but god wouldn't it be hilarious if he didnt #qsmp #qsmp forever #qsmp Missa #qsmp philza #qsmp shipping #Honestly tho think abt how op forever and phil would be as a team #Theyve both got crazy building skills for one #Theyre also both very rich #“id give you the world phil” and all phil can think of is techno sobs

[snezario]

Closet Conundrum; Vo/x

Back again with more television demon. I am down SO bad for this flat faced prince it's embarrassing. This was written for my dear friend @stormyweaver's birthday (which is today at the day of posting this, go wish them a happy birthday pls!!).

As the Overlords are filing out of the conference room, in the corner of his vision, Alastor notices Vox lagging behind before slipping into the shadows of a darkened corridor and heading back towards Carmilla Carmine’s office. His crimson eyes narrow before taking on a mischievous glint. A sly smile also follows.

“Well, that’s interesting!”

Although sending one of Pentious’s Egg Bois was convenient the last time he had someone trailed. It would be much more fun if he did it himself, considering that the person he was following was Vox. He sinks into the shadows to tail his so-called rival. As Alastor watches from the darkness, he catches a glimpse of the flat screened demon sliding into a partially open closet right outside the office.

“Oho! Spying on the other Overlords after your little failure at the Hazbin Hotel.”

Vox stumbles back in surprise as Alastor manifests next to him with a soft fwoop! bumping into the closet shelves, barely managing to balance the supplies before they topple over onto the floor and expose him, and presumably Alastor. He tries to quickly recover his composure after being startled and his shocked expression immediately morphs into one of annoyance as evidenced by the spark zipping between his antennae.

“What the fuck are you doing here? Get. Out.” he hisses and tries to push Alastor away from him. A very futile attempt due to the lack of unoccupied space in the closet.

“I thought I’d drop by and see how my dear old pal Vox was doing.” Alastor responds brightly and a bit loudly.

“Is someone there?” Carmilla’s voice drifts into the hallway, her tone suspicious. Vox and Alastor freeze in place in the supply closet, both holding their breath. Not that the two can see from their position, but she pokes her head out and looks around before giving a shrug and returning to her conversation with Zestial. Vox exhales and whips around to snap at Alastor.

“You better shut your old-timey mouth,” Vox’s eye spirals as he growls and slaps a clawed hand over Alastor’s mouth.

“I’d like to see you try.” Alastor pries Vox’s hand off his face and shoots back threateningly, his hackles raised at Vox’s audacity to lay a hand on him. The menacing tone and intimidating flash of the radio demon’s eyes is enough to make Vox back down. He knows better than to pick a fight with Alastor especially without the support of Val and Vel.

The radio demon is quite literally up in his personal space, not that there’s much room to begin with, but it’s not like Vox planned to have company while eavesdropping on Carmilla and Zestial’s post-meeting conversation. The rouge glow from Alastor’s eyes illuminates the near-pitch black closet and highlights how cramped the supply closet is. Not to mention the notes of dust floating in the air around them that were stirred up by Alastor’s intrusion.

Vox can already feel the dust particles swirling around in his vents, tickling and teasing their way along his internal structure. He’s always been a bit sensitive to dust, not like a full blown allergy, but enough of an inconvenience that he typically kept his living and workspaces dust-free. He did not want a repeat of the last time he neglected to have attentive cleaning staff, cringing at the memory of the whole incident. Needless to say, they had to cancel the night’s broadcast and there were quite a few floors worth of electronics that needed to be replaced. Neither of which ‘backbone of the Vees’ Velvette was particularly thrilled with.

Vox squirms slightly as the dust settles more deeply into his vents, delicately brushing up against his wiring like a thousand tiny feathers, threatening to—hh! Fuck. He’d been doing a decent job of keeping a lid on the sensation, but it seems like that one hitch just opened the floodgates. His screen glitches when he hitches again, drawing Alastor’s attention. The other Overlord looks at him curiously, trying to make sense of the spectacle in front of him.

Vox presses a shivering fist to his screen to try and tame the sensation, his eyes flutter, as he tries to suppress another hitch. Realization dawns on Alastor and his initial bewildered expression is quickly replaced by a more cavalier one. The knowing smirk that Alastor now has plastered on his face is positively infuriating and makes Vox want to wipe the smug expression off with an open-handed smack, but he can’t really do anything about that at the moment given his current predicament.

“Is something the matter?” Alastor feigns interest in his hands, although the broad grin on his face indicates how delighted he is to have front-row seats to Vox’s apparent struggle.

“Ihh.. I cahh-n’t—” Vox teeters on the edge, desperation crackles in his strained voice.

Before the television Overlord can say or do anything else, Alastor presses a clawed finger hard against Vox’s vents. The VoxTek CEO resists the impulse to immediately pull away from him since it’s actually… keeping the outburst at bay. He relaxes a little as the sensation abates, which Alastor notices as well and drops his hand.

This turns out to be a crucial mistake, as the tickling sensation surges back with a vengeance. Vox sharply inhales and tries to turn away from Alastor as much as he can, which given the confines of their location is not much. He crushes a hand to his face to try and contain the sound.

“ihh’ZSCHHT! eh’ZDTSCCH! ih.. hih’NZSCHHiew!”

Despite his best efforts, the final sneeze is a bit more audible than the other two. The intensity of it also has the unfortunate effect of causing Vox to snap forward and whack Alastor square in the chest, causing them both to tumble out the closet into the hallway. 

The two demons look up to see Carmilla and Zestial looming over them. Their expressions to be of the puzzled sort rather than outrage, to Vox’s and Alastor’s relief.

“Alastor? Vox? I thought we adjourned the meeting 20 minutes ago.” Carmilla trails off, tapping her fingers along her arm as she waits for an explanation.

“Aha, yes. Well I got a bit lost, as it’s been a while since I’ve been a frequent attendee of these little meetings of yours and Vox here was simply guiding me to the exit.”

The weapons dealer narrows her eyes at his excuse— she doesn’t look entirely convinced but she also doesn’t really care what Alastor does, never has and never will. “Right… Well, see yourselves out then.”

She turns around and pointedly shuts the door to her office. When the two are out of earshot, Vox shoves Alastor, not that hard but enough to annoy him.

“Asshole,” Vox snaps at him with a sniffle, swiping a hand across his screen (mostly out of habit). They walk in tense silence to the elevators before Alastor speaks up.

“Ta-ta! It is always so entertaining to catch up, my dear.” Alastor remarks over his shoulder, casting a mocking grin at Vox as he turns on his heel to depart, only to see the television Overlord flipping him off.

#hazbinhyperfixation #fiendwriting #how the FUCK did i write THREE fics in only a month... it's honestly unheard of (for me) #cborle drew me in to this character and now i can't stop thinking abt him... i DEMAND reprations immediately #i banged this out in like 4 hrs with barely any proofing so read at your own risk i guess #catch the possible next fic idea i threw in 👀

[brother-emperors]

@good--merits-accumulated #isn't there a scene in guardian where zhao yunlan is leaning on his motorbike with the lollipop very cool looking#except he's like. in the foyer of his building? like how'd he get in there#feel like that's pompey

wheezing this is so so true

but oh my god wait also. zhao yunlan and pompey….literally the way that priest writes scenes with zhao yunlan in love, whenever plutarch writes of pompey in love….I need to think about all encompassing loves and romances and what it means to be a lover in stories with inescapable violence for a minimum of five to seven business days……

#I can’t think about Pompey and Julia or Pompey and Cornelia for longer than five minutes without laying face down on the floor #Cornelia………..weeping wailing…… #Plutarch will write about how Pompey was a devoted husband and all that other stuff and I’ll immediately bite him #for everyone who hasnt read mo du. Crassus is less enthused abt that one because of things like the torture room. #honestly. thematic for him. but also. well! #uhh #Did I have a modern au tag here. I know I’ve done it once before. #I’ll sort that out later #drawing tag #modern au tag

[mwagneto]

apologies for the extremely crass post i'm about to make but it's absolutely wild to me how the gomens fandom treats genitals and gay sex like even disregarding the weird ass "making an effort" thing, the fact that "one of them has a dick and the other has a pussy coz it makes sex easier/more convenient/whatever" is a take i see relatively often is ? fucking insane ?? like even just beyond the obvious extremely strange anti-sodomy homophobia of literally saying piv sex is better than anal sex it's like. do people just assume gay men have anal sex coz they wanna have piv sex but lack the hole for it so they have to make do ??????? like you guys realise gay men have anal sex coz they like being fucked in the ass right? you guys are aware of this right

#LIKE IT'S SO CRAZY ????? SORRY ??????????? LIKE HUH? WHAT♥ #it's soooo . bonkers how homophobic this fandom is like ohhhhhhmy god #like mf. maybe examine why you think one thing's superior to the other😭😭😭 bruh #it's a thing i see in all fandoms but it's specifically weird in this one coz they make it Even Weirder #but in general when fandoms write/talk abt trans men and it's alwaayyyssssss p1v w them bottoming #like . i honestly don't even really have an argument like this feels so obvious idek what the hell to SAY #IT'S SO WEIRD. WHY DO YOU HATE GAY MEN SO MUCH... #good omens #gomens #ask to tag idk what to tag this i hate being expl cit or crass but this drives me crazy 😭