#i hope my future self made a time machine to help me out

[isopod-lesbian]

In 2015, I played Life is Strange; I was 17 years old, and hadn't quite realized I was a trans woman yet. For me back then, LiS was a fantasy more than anything; not because I wished I had Max's powers, but because I got to play as a young woman falling in love with her best friend. Even before I could articulate why, I felt this deep ache of longing for what could have been. By the end of that year, I had come out to myself and my friends, and I still credit LiS for helping me figure things out that way.

When I first played LiS, I felt like the "Bay" ending was the most appropriate for Max's story. If LiS is a game about growing up, then sacrificing Chloe is a hard but necessary choice to make, and I believed it was the right one. I never questioned the idea that good people will sacrifice their own happiness for the good of society, or for the people they love. So, when I began adulthood, I did so with purpose, but without passion. I did all the things I needed to do to survive and make it out into the world on my own, and I was miserable for most of the time.

When I came back to the LiS fandom in the past couple of years, I got a chance to re-examine my favorite game with a new perspective. I immersed myself in fanfic, I indulged my nostalgia, and I began to reinterpret this work that shaped me years before. I looked at the "Bae" ending especially with fresh eyes; I started seeing it not as a selfish decision, but an unselfish one, a choice made out of love for a girl who was let down by everyone who was supposed to care for her before. How cruel it was to imagine Chloe's story ending with her bleeding out in a bathroom, still thinking that nobody cared for her.

Now, I'm 25. I'm an adult in every sense of the word, and despite everything, it seems like my life is...kind of working out. I'm almost a year into HRT, I have a job that lets me live a reasonably nice life, and I'm planning on moving in with my girlfriend. When I started True Colors, I tried to temper my expectations, and hoped that my nostalgia for the past wouldn't inhibit my enjoyment of a new entry in the series. So, 6 years after the first, I played a Life is Strange game; and, for the second time, it showed me exactly what I needed to see.

If Life is Stange is a game about growing up, True Colors is a game about what happens after. It's a game about starting over, about finding a place to call home and people to call family. Where Max's powers let her find the perfect way to get what she wanted or say the right thing, Alex's powers ask her to understand the people around her. Where LiS holds the threat of the Storm over Max's head, Gabe's death in True Colors is just a tragedy that Alex has to process. LiS' central mystery comes down to an evil man doing evil things; True Colors' is the result of an entrenched capitalist machine that operates not out of malice, but out of sheer self-interest.

When I finished True Colors, I was confronted with a choice that felt like the polar opposite of LiS' ending. After all the excitement and emotion, the question posed to Alex first felt almost incidental. Nobody's life hung in the balance, neither choice carried any real emotional consequences, and there was no way of knowing what the ultimate results might be. But as I considered Gabe's vision for Alex, I was struck by how real it felt. How it felt like the choices I was already making in life, and the choices I know are yet to come in my future. I think 17-year-old me would have jumped at the idea of a life of adventure, traveling the country with the girl I love. But now, I can't help but think of how many chances we really get to find a home. I doubt it's a high number. So I chose to stay. And I can only hope that, whenever I'm given that choice in my life, I am brave enough to take a chance on whatever place I've found for myself.

#Life is Strange #True Colors #Shoutout to The Wrecking Collective #also yes this is my yearly text post #also nobody will be surprised that i romanced steph so i didn't even mention it LOL

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Saturday everyone. I always forget Eric’s wife had a spot on the show. Every time I get to this episode its a reminder. Also fair warning he’s gonna make me extra feral in this one. He is in a suit and yummy street clothes in this episode. Gimme gimme all day. I blame Eric for all my reactions in this ep for how he looks haha This is also a shorter review like last time but good stuff in it none the less. Off we go.

2x16 The Overnight

We start off with our lovely ship at American Idol auditions. A guy is getting arrested giving out meth smoothies. Lucy has to go back for his backpack. As she does she gets roped into an audition because it has his audition sticker. I’m surprised there wasn’t a gif set of her singing. It's such a good scene. I did my quick made one above with my phone. But a really good set should be produced. We get to hear Melissa’s wonderful voice again. It's in a much better context this time. Not a soul crushing and depressing way. She chooses a song from Aretha Franklin. 'I never loved a man'. She CRUSHES it.

I hope she gets another opportunity to showcase her voice in the future. The ending of this cold open cracks me up so much. The judges are impressed by her audition. Ready to give her that coveted golden ticket. Lucy hears Tim’s voice and bolts LOL Him bringing her back to reality. Their 'No no no' is so damn funny as she runs towards Tim. I love it so much. Tim having no idea what just happened. Thinking she's just running behind for no reason. Such a great cold open.

I love this scene for quite a few reasons. First and most importantly we get Tim Bradford in a suit. Sweet baby James. What a visual to start off the episode with. I need more this is my life. He should go to court more often. Honestly should be illegal to be that damn fine. *fans self* Second I find it very sexy he donates blood so often. I mean of course he does. To quote Lucy. Most Tim Bradford thing I've ever heard heh Tim as a person is just so friggin attractive.

Lastly I adore Nyla giving him a hard time. Doesn't waste a second before calling him a machine LOL Tim's face in that third gif is too cute. He's commending her shot and only shakes his head. How far Tim and Nyla have come. Reached a playful joking stage I love it. You know Lucy is enjoying someone else giving Tim crap. The proud wifey smirk of hers when he gets tossed his ball. I love them.

Lucy is running the front desk since Tim is off at court. She meets a reporter Valerie Castillo from the Herald asking for public arrest reports. She is looking for a scoop on recent robberies at 5 star hotels. Asking if Lucy has heard about them? Lucy says no. Valerie goes on to say she is trying to get away from Hollywood stories. Do something more impactful. So she can be taken seriously as a journalist. Lucy being her empathetic self wants to help her out. Lets her know the reports she’s looking at don’t have enough info. Tells her she wants CAD reports instead. Valerie asks what those are?

Tim comes striding in with the answer. Looking like sex on a stick in that suit. Good lord he can wear the hell out of that thing. Look at that fit on him. Thank you to his tailor. *chef's kiss* But I digress…Tim is clearly not a fan of this woman and what she is asking of Lucy. His cop gut going off and not liking this interaction at all. Tim instantly distrusts her and doesn't hide it.

Does crack me up they wrote Ros in as a character he can’t stand LOL I’m sure they had fun with this. Tim clearly doesn’t like the media especially her paper. Says her paper has a bias against cops. She bites back ‘Like the bias you have against me?’ She’s not wrong ha Tim says that's cute but isn't buying what she's selling.

Tim tells Lucy to get those reports back from her ASAP. That they’re gonna hit the streets as soon as he’s changed. Ooh lord the way he unbuttons his jacket and barks out his instructions on the move. Mercy. It shouldn't be that hot and yet here I am always a puddle. Ever the model just as much walking away as he came in. My god he's attractive haha It's truly not fair. Valerie says Tim shouldn't talk to her like that. Lucy is bemused by this statement.

Says he's her T.O. and its just his style with a smile on her face. (We all know she loves his style heh) I do love how this scene finishes out. Valerie saying ‘If ass is a style...but he sure can wear a suit’. Indeed madam indeed. Then proceeds to watch him leave LOL Checking out her own husband as he exits the scene haha Cracks me up. He does look damn fine in that suit. I can not blame her.

Tim instantly tries to steer Lucy away from Valerie. Telling her she’s bad news. Saying reporters always have an agenda. Lucy tries to be snarky and replies 'To get truth? Sounds Horrible.' Tim continues on despite her snark and says they aren’t to be trusted. Lucy being her sunshine self wants to see the good in Valerie. That she’s doing this to help the victims of these robberies. Tim thinks she’s being naive with this woman. Lucy battles back he just doesn’t trust anyone. Well that’s not true. He most definitely trusts you Lucy. With his life. But she has earned it ten fold out of him which is why she has it.

I’m with Tim on this one.(No surprise there I know ) That trust is something to be earned. I am the same way. It’s not something I just hand out like candy either. You have to prove to me you are worthy of that trust. Once you're in you're gold but you have to earn it first. He knows how trusting Lucy is and he doesn't want her to get burned by this person. This is his way of watching her back and trying to protect her from a potential disaster. Lucy doesn't heed his warning and it shows in her sassy face she gives him above. Lucy is so sure she is the right one in this situation. Like she is humoring him by listening.

They get a report of this idiot trying to use his snake to get out of paying for his car repairs. He pulls it out as a threat and It backfires pretty badly. As he waves the snake it bites him... (Like I said an idiot) I adore Lucy taking command of this situation. Also her heart for any living creature. I’m not a snake girl myself but I do love her taking the snake's side over this guy’s haha

This is our marriage scene of the episode. Tim says EMTs won’t step foot in here till the snake is neutralized. Tim says he’ll flush it out and kill it. Lucy is against this plan and tells Tim he can’t kill it. Their banter in this scene is primo. He is sassy right back asking what are they gonna do? Snuggle it? LOL Lucy ignores his sassy jab as she hops down and decides to do something herself. Tim isn't a fan of this plan since the snake is venomous.

Tim looks very concerned as he watches her. The way he raises his gun ready to destroy this thing if it goes after her. I love his face as she talks to the snake. Calling it by it's name, telling it she isn't going to hurt it haha He is wondering what she’s going to do with this thing. Then is impressed af when she traps the snake in a tire. What a bad ass moment for her. Snake whisperer can now go on her list of skills on the job ha Lucy proudly walks back to him with the best reply ‘Not his fault his owner is an idiot.' LOL I love this.

Valerie catches Lucy on the way out for the night. Claims she got her story about a Murphy scam. Rich men hiring sex workers then the sex worker has a partner. They rob and steal from them. The victim can’t report the crime without copping to their own. Says she came by to thank Lucy with a drink. (Mmhmm....)

Lucy is hesitant and says she shouldn’t…. You know that cop gut of hers is telling her it's wrong. Valerie asks 'Is it cause Tim wouldn't approve?' Lucy looks behind her like she can sense Tim’s disapproval from afar. Valarie sweetens the pot telling her she can be her inside person. Lucy concedes and decides to go. This can only end badly Lucy….

They make it to the hotel and Lucy quickly realizes they’re not there for a just a drink. Valerie has tracked one of the women who’s been scamming these men. Lucy is upset and feels betrayed. Says she can’t arrest people on her own. She’s a rookie. Valerie notices the man being scammed is a big time movie producer. Says this will get her a killer story and her a high profile arrest. You can see the regret written all over Lucy’s face.

Lucy tells Valerie she is texting Tim. I love this. She knows she’s in over her head at this point. So she is going to reach for her lifeline. Tells Valerie as such letting her know she could get fired as a rookie. That she needs a senior officer on scene. Also she really needs him to rein this in TBH. This has gotten way out of hand and needs Tim to come help her.

Tim arrives and Lucy thanks him for coming. (Like he wasn’t going to come and bail his girl out.) Doesn’t even have to say I told you so. This entire moment is doing it for him really. Lucy doesn’t fight or deny the hot water she is in. Not even a little. Just says ‘I’m in trouble aren’t I?’ His sexy Mm-hmm will do just fine for her. You know she’s just so relieved he's there to get her out of this. To save her from herself in this moment. The way she looks at him like he is her saving grace. Makes my heart happy. Doesn't even care she is in trouble just relieved he is there. So much said in such a small scene.

He looks sinfully handsome in that denim jacket *oh my lord.* Valerie says she’ll write a story about Tim if he punishes Lucy for this. Lucy panics and tells her not to do that. Tim isn’t phased at all by her intimidation of a story. The cocky way he walks into the room. Takes control of the situation. Says the cup against the wall trick doesn’t work. You know Lucy is rooting him on while he does this. Tim makes a joke about there being an app for that. Valerie believes him cause he walks in so confident and says that so damn smoothly. She can't help but reply 'Really?'

The way he says ‘No’ to her LMAO I'm dying. He is having a little fun in this moment messing with her. I love this man so much. Why is he so damn attractive in this moment? I actually know why ha. He's protecting Lucy and trying to do damage control at the same time. Also by taking control back from Valerie, by putting this situation back in his court. Tim calls in backup to help them if the accomplice even shows up. Tells Valerie she’ll be far away from the action if it comes to that. Not gonna let her get her story after potentially endangering Lucy for it.

The accomplice ends up arriving and Valerie has a ‘See’ look on her face. Thinking she is validated in all she's done to this point. Getting to watch Tim in action and in street clothes? Don’t mind if I do. They’re about to go after the guy when they notice Valerie is missing. She’s gone out on the balcony to get a photo. Clearly back tracking on her 'Killer Story' that'll get her taken seriously for a paparazzi shot instead.

She ends up getting her shot on the balcony but slips and Tim has to rescue her. She is refusing to let go of her phone as she hangs on to the railing. Lucy tells her to let the damn thing go. The guy sees them rescue her and takes off. Tim gets her up and takes off after the guy. Leaving Lucy with Valerie while he does so. This is the last we see of our handsome hero him in this ep sadly. The accomplice ends up getting arrested by a grumpy and tired Lopez in the lobby of the hotel LOL

Lucy’s SL wraps up with Valerie signing her statement. I love Lucy telling her like it is. Letting her know how wrong it was to take advantage like she did. Lucy is inclined to trust people and it bit her in the ass this time. (What he was trying to protect her from.) Unfortunately for her Tim was right on this one. She did have an agenda. Tim didn’t rub it in her face but also didn’t say she wasn’t in trouble for it haha Lucy has a mic drop moment with her. Telling her instead of going for the serious story she sold her on she went for the cheap shot. Gets up and walks away from her. Boom. Once again not a ton to content but still enough goodies ❤️

That wraps up 2x16 for our ship. Thanks as always to you all for your likes/comments and reblogs. Forever appreciate them. Can't believe we're almost done with S2. 6 left to review in this one.

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Side notes- Non Chenford

Always enjoy Nyla’s SL’s. When I first watched this ep wanted her to her back with Donovan. But glad she didn't much better fit with James but we’ll meet him later down the road.

Wopez engagement ❤️ They so cute. I love them. Happy for Angela and Wes.

See you all in 2x17 :)

#Caitlin Rewatches The Rookie #chenford #chenford hiatus #summer rewatch #s2 #2x16 The Overnight #The Rookie 2x16 #waiting for s6 #tim x lucy #lucy x tim #tim bradford #lucy chen #the rookie #otp: doing my job #otp: you know me so well. too well #otp: some things matter more #eric winter #melissa o'neil #tim bradford x lucy chen

[controversial-blorbo-bracket]

Controversial Character Tournament Round 2: Jaiden from The DSCP, A 17776 Roleplay vs Rose Quartz from Steven Universe

(remember that these characters are fictional and your fellow tumblr users are real. i will block you if you harass others in the notes, please consider sending your unhinged harassment to my inbox instead)

Propaganda under the cut, may contain spoilers:

Jaiden:

HATE: - "OKAY SO. This is Jaiden. In a world thousands of years in the future where humans are immortal and spacecraft are beginning to wake up and become people on their own, Jaiden decides *she* wants to be the catalyst to wake one of them up. For years and years she tries and fails, until she finds CHIPsat, quietly shut down a while ago rather than decommissioned and.. well. taken out of the sky. CHIPsat isn't her first attempt at this, but they're her first *successful* one. She asks the newly-awakened satellite one thing: "Hey little buddy. How are you holding up?" The two are close friends for awhile, and I'm not about to spill ALL the details about EVERYTHING she did but let's just say: in a world where machines are literally people, hacking is NOT the most ethical skill ever. Jaiden's a BITCH nobody likes you jaiden (rusty if youre seeing this dont worry shes a VERY cool character. i just also want to crush her like a bug. hope this helps) also here's the image rusty used for the dani profile: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/783126743191519252/785258702188970014/unknown.png or the image rusty used for the jaiden profile: https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/783126743191519252/914301198994116619/1306309_f0CiRxGx-1.png"

Rose Quartz:

LOVE: - "She was the example in the intro post I'm so proud of her. <3 I saw this bracket and I was immediately like "rose quartz my favorite character rose quartz" and lo and behold I was Correct. "UwU space mom victim" is a little simplistic, she has the range. She haunts the narrative. She taught me how hiding yourself because you're afraid that people won't like who you really are leads to continued self-resentment and avoidance. Loving her teaches me that even if you did do something completely irredeemable, even if you did do something worthy of all that hate you hold for yourself, people can still see the entire you and decide to love you anyway. I think even the other diamonds are better-regarded than her, which... incredible pr stunt from them tbh. I don't dislike the other diamonds but come on they made no independent effort to change w/o Steven—there's literally no question in the "who's the better person" department. Of course the "who's the better character" department will always be incredibly subjective but she is so complex, and multi-facteted, she screws up so so much and yet somehow her biggest mistake of all might be her own self-degrading. "What an incredible power... the ability to grow up," said with such longing. Girl look at Jungle Moon, you really think you're still the same gem? You grew so much and you never saw it. She's so selfish and selfless and self-destructive all at the same time and it's captivating. I want to put her in a jar and study her like a bug." - "did she do a lot wrong? yes. do i think she had good intentions at heart but just majorly fucked it up? also yes" - "she has so much depth oh my god" - "look idk I just want to make sure she gets submitted to the bracket because you’re so right that she belongs here" - "Rose gets a lot of shit because we saw her character arc in reverse. The situation is very messy but it’s also very nuanced, and regardless on how the discourse hammer judges her, I will always love her." HATE: - "Yeah" - "Anti : I'm not one her biggest hater but I can't forgive her for what she did to Pearl, and the other crystal gems. I've read some interesting defenses of the character but I can't get past all the lying, leaving and (accidental) abusing." BOTH: - "Is there a proper way to say that I loved her for a while in the show, but the showrunners kept piling blame onto her with less and less justifiable and more and more abuse of power things (without including counterbalancing reminders of how much she loved the planet and helping people) and so I kind of. Love early Rose Quartz, the complicated war leader with a messy past that she's escaping from, but hate Pink Diamond?"

#poll #round 2 #1 submission #8 submissions #jaiden #rose quartz #steven universe #su rose quartz #the dscp #17776 football

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #73

As it turns out, the weather today is not ideal for J to fly home with the plane. So J, Br, and I will be staying in Pennsylvania at least until tomorrow.

J tried to encourage us to go home. Br and I stayed. We spent time at a nearby cafe, making art and eating tasty snacks. When J was done getting 5 hours of flight time in the machine with an instructor (for insurance purposes), Br and I were glad that we had stayed; Joel tends to become extremely anxious when he is away from people he is familiar with for too long, and today was no exception to that general trend, ahaha…

I used the time to weave a wire tree. Br drew a self-portrait. And while we did our things, we spoke about various topics, from our various traumas to our dreams for the future.

Here are some images of the tree I wove together today:

...I hope that the tree I wove in your colors somehow can reach you. I hope that the Tree of Life I wove in my colors and encased in an epoxy sphere somehow reaches you. I entrusted some very important people with one of these things, with the hope that they would pass it along to you; they have the power to do this. I doubt that they will, but... even if they don't, I hope that the item I made is enjoying its time in Japan in a spot where it can be seen and loved.

...In any case. I feel very blessed to know Br. J and I met her at a chance encounter, going to an event called a "Star Party". A Star Party is when a bunch of folks interested in the night sky get together with telescopes in a place with minimal light pollution. Because there was so very little light pollution where we went, I was actually able to see the arms of my planet's galaxy for the first time; it was a marvelous sight to witness. Br, J, and I exchanged contact information, and we've been good friends ever since.

Since so much of your planet still seems like it's undeveloped (and thus there are still a lot of places where the light emitted from cities does not touch, yes?), I imagine it must be pretty easy for you to find places where the night sky is fully visible in all its glory, no? I can't help but wonder what your night sky looks like, what the arms of your galaxy look like, and so on. Are the constellations where you live very different from the constellations where I live? What sorts of colors do the stars in your night sky shine in?

…I wish I could hear your answers to all of these. I wish I could spend time listening to you talk about it. I'd never get tired of listening to the things you know and the things you think and feel about the things you know.

I've seen the moon in your world, though. Here's one picture we have:

We have this picture, too. This is probably the best one we have so far. But some guy has kinda photobombed it on us:

...That's okay though. He seems very excited and he's good at balancing on things. I don't mind as long as he's having a good time!

The moon in my world looks like this:

...So as you can see, the craters that face my planet look a lot different from yours. But, we have 3D models of our moon, which is pretty neat! So if you change the angle just a tiny little bit, you'll see that the craters on my moon are actually maybe a little similar to yours:

...It's not too terribly different at all, is it? I suppose I find that comforting, for some reason.

I hope someday you'll be able to take a nice walk somewhere and enjoy the sight of your moon and of your stars at your leisure. Since there's so much light pollution, I don't have a whole lot of opportunities to properly enjoy the night sky on my planet, so... please make it a point to enjoy the night sky on yours a little extra for me, okay?

You are loved, so please stay safe out there. Come back to us in one piece. Make good, kind, gentle, and loving choices.

I'm not sure what tomorrow will look like, but one thing is certain: I will write to you. So look forward to it.

Your friend, Lumine

#sephiroth #ThankYouFFVIIDevs #ThankYouFF7Devs #ThankYouSephiroth #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy vii crisis core #final fantasy 7 crisis core #final fantasy crisis core #ffvii crisis core #ff7 crisis core #crisis core #ff7r #final fantasy vii remake #final fantasy 7 remake #ffvii remake #ff7 remake #final fantasy vii rebirth #final fantasy 7 rebirth #ffvii rebirth #ff7 rebirth #final fantasy 7 ever crisis #ffvii ever crisis #ff7 ever crisis #ffvii first soldier #moon #night sky #wholesome

[doodle17]

Five Nights at Freddy's Re-imagined

DISCLAIMER

This wasn't made to "make a better fnaf" or that the original was bad. The original games will always hold a very special place in my heart, and I really appreciate Scott and the characters and world he's created for us.

That being said, I never liked the Fnaf lore when it started to get more sci-fi than horror. I don't like the confusing tineline and overall, a lot of stuff just feels unnecessary to me. So, I've made this AU to be a re-write on how I see Fnaf. The lore is simple, there is no such thing as remnant, or anything like that, at least not at this point of the writing process (but don't get your hopes up)

The storyline and lore for this au are bound to go through multiple different changes, possibly with different releases of future movies, or if there's certain things I missed that I want to add. This whole thing is still really new, and it's definitely going to get changed quite a bit as it goes on.

Now without further a-do, let's get into the details.

Timeline: Fnaf 4, Fnaf 1, Fnaf 2, Fnaf 3 (SL time placement still being decided)

Schmidt Family (taking the role of the Emily's)

Mike Schmidt (oldest sibling)

Abby Schmidt (youngest sibling)

Garrett Schmidt(middle sibling, posseses the Puppet)

Mama Schmidt(unnamed for now, deceased)

Henry Schmidt (deceased)

Afton Family

William Afton(deceased???)

Mama Afton (unamed, divorced after the bite)

Vanessa Afton (oldest sibling)

Crying child/Cass (second youngest sibling, deceased, posesses GF)

Micheal Afton (middle sibling, lives with mom after the bite (which he caused), cut contact with the rest of the family after. Named after Henry's son, Mike, by William. Hinting at possible jealousy)

Elizabeth Afton (Youngest sibling, Williams step daughter from his second marriage before her biological mother died)

Storyline (for now)

In the early 80's, William and Henry think of the idea for a Pizzeria chain. Henry's family knows little to nothing about it, as Henry wants it to be a surprise for his son, Mike. While the idea is in pre-production, Garrett is born and it is at this point Henry is started to reconsider the idea. To spend more time with his family, he decides to quit and leave it to William. William dislikes this, a LOT. He never was right in the head, and this was the thing that pushed him over the edge, and he tracks down, kidnaps and kills Garrett.The Pizzeria opens in '85, debuting the newest animatronics known as Fredbear and Spring-Bonnie. Only after two years a terrible accident occurs and it involves Aftons kids. Micheal Afton accidentally harms his brother, causing the infamous bite of '87. After said incident, William didnt want his Pizzeria to associated with said accident, and has the two animatronics replaced almost immediately after to give the place a brand new label and brand. Cass (who I'll refer to with that name until any other name is confirmed) is fatally injured, and has hallucinations, resulting in fnaf 4. Cass succumbs to his injuries and dies around a week later. He posseses the Fredbear Animatronic.Despite the death of his youngest child, William is instead rather fascinated with how a machine he created for entertainment could do so much damage, and then proceeds to think of the many capabilities of his robots. This leads to him creating multiple animatronics, which just end up collecting dust in a back room, but end up helping him with figuring out what he can add to the main 4 he uses now.Later on for unknown/possible self indulgent reasons, he kills 4 kids, ranging from 8-12 years old, with the help of his daughter Vanessa to cover his tracks. He hides the bodies of each child in one of his animatronics until he can take them out to properly dispose of them. He eventually forgets though, and this is when the complaints for the animatronics movements and smell start coming, and the children now possess the animatronics.

This is when fnaf 1 will take place, which is around the late 80s-early 90s. It is a mixture of fnaf 1 game plot, and the fnaf movie. Mike gets a shift as the night guard while the pizzeria is still open, but it's starting to go downhill at this point, and is on the verge of closing its doors soon. The plot with Mike and his family stays somewhat the same as the movie, with slight changes to fit with the plot of the game. William is springlocked, the pizzeria is destroyed and the authorities decide this is the time to lock the place up and bulldoze it.

Before it can be fully destroyed, some investors feeling nostalgic decide to re-open Freddy Fabears pizza with brand new and shiny animatronics. The whole place is fixed, remodeled and given a shiny new coat of paint and neon, around the early to mid 90s. The main 4, Springtrap, and a few of the empty suits that survived are put in a new backroom for parts. When the main 4 aren't fitting to well with the new setting, they are scrapped for their good parts and left in the back, and are then replaced with the Toy animatronics. We follow Jeremy Fitzgerald as he works his night shift and encounters the many animatronics. When he goes home at night he sees things in his sleep, which are more realistic/ non-8bit reenactments of the secret minigames. These are from Garrett trying to warn him. Later on Jeremy is trying to stop Mike and Vanessa from getting the place shut down. They try to explain to him why, and that if it doesn't shut down soon, people are going to get hurt or worse. It eventually all goes to hell when a certain old friend of ours finds a way out of the backrooms and kills an employee, and messes with the new animatronics, causing them to become extremely aggressive with guests. Luckily, they manage to shut the place down, and William is locked up once again.

I'm still trying to figure out what could be happening with Fnaf 3, but I'll try my best here. The Pizzeria is reopened in mid to late 90s, almost the 2000s. This time as a walk-in attraction/haunted house. It doesn't need much remodeling to make it have the haunted/ run down look, so very few changes are added to the pizzeria. Abby is getting visited by Garrett/Puppet, saying he needs her help to free her friends and him. She later on she encounters Micheal Afton who works at a gas station that is on the way to her walk from school. It is later revealed that he has also been visited by his brother, Cass/GF. Unlike Abby though, he is to afraid to go back to the pizzeria because that day still haunts him. Abby tells Vanessa and Vanessa decides to help her. Van works as the nightguard, and sneaks Abby in every night. Abby helps the kids similar to how you help them in the third game ( the minigames) and it is later revealed that William still isn't dead and is hunting down Abby. Abby is hurt and is sent to the hospital, which makes Mike very upset with Van. She tells him what's going on and they decide its time to finish this. They try to burn down the pizzeria, but have to fight William to do so. No matter how hard they try he seems unstoppable. Micheal shows up and tells them to get out, and that he'll give up his life to keep his dad inside and burn the place down. Once the match is lit, Mike gets to see Garrett one last time and Van sees Cass, and he and Van escape as the Pizzeria is then engulfed in flames.Micheal and William are both presumed dead. Micheal finally gets the closure with his little brother, and he and all the souls (minus William, hes going to a less better place) are freed for good.

Thats all for now! Once again, the stories are probably gonna get updated a lot while I figure some more stuff out. I'll definitely doodle up some designs! Maybe...

I also should probably mention that this is techbically an AU, so characters designs will be a little different. They'll also have my own headcanons with them.

If you guys have any ideas on characters, or storylines or anything, please let me know!

#doodles rants #fnaf #five nights at freddys #fnaf au #fnaf movie #fnaf headcanons #fnaf movie spoilers #Five nights at freddy's re-imagined #Fnaf re-imagined #Fnafr

[ya-zz]

A lil scenario in my head, it's messy and eh, I just have no idea how to write war scenes as you can see, anyways, have my creation

Ramattra canonically woke up in New York, and watching genesis again, it gave me an idea.

You were one of many, but at the same one of not so many.

This war has been going on for years, and humanity was at a bring of exhaustion. Many children, women and men, died, their bodies never to be found. And soon, you will join them.

In a desperate move to make evacuation of children and wounded, any adult capable of walking and holding a weapon was ordered a suicide charge into the enemy forces to buy time for others, more important to flee. Overwatch forces and what was left of the army were too far away to help. You only had a few hundreds soldiers and around three thousand of volunteers willing to go. You were one of them, hoping silently to end your pain, and die in a fight. Useful.

You hid behind a piece of concrete rubble and sat down, your breath being ragged and uneven from the earlier run. Your hands trembling, yet not from fear, holding a rifle.

You got used to fear. To having to be afraid. You knew that the omnics that once took care of your child self were just machines after all. No matter how many funny backstories and meaningful names you gave them as a child. It was sad, really. To pity your now enemies. But now, you were just tired. You weren't sure if you wanted to see another day.

You turned your head to the right, and saw a ravager, who fell to the ground, aiming their weapon at you. Almost automatically you aimed your weapon at it, somehow faster, and...

You both stopped before pulling the trigger.

You watched shocked, as it's LEDs started blinking blue, as it's motion stopped.

You saw that it probably fell down, probably from the force of the explosion earlier, covered in mud and scratches. Part of its faceplate was broken, showing an optic that currently was widening and shrinking as if there were two sides fighting for dominance.

And then, it dropped the weapon, almost... Confused. Like suddenly this murder bit was a child, looking around in wonder. It touched its face, feeling around, and dropping it's weapon in the process. It slowly started standing up as well, it's LED's glowing soft blue instead of bloody red that you grew to hate.

You also got up, careful to not reveal yourself from behind your cover. You noticed that shots were quieter, almost at the standstill.

"I..." You looked down at it, as it spoke. To you. A human.

They never spoke out loud. They could, since they had a voice box that could mimic human speech, but R-7000, in your experience they never used the voice range that was mimicking human voice. They usually spoke commands in omnicode, humans being only able to hear a quiet hum.

"I am sorry..." His voice was surprisingly deep, yet still had this robotic echo to it, as all omnics did.

You did not say anything. You kept staring at him, flabbergasted. You never thought that whatever Overwatch planned in Nepal would actually work. Ever.

It was known to you that Overwatch was doing an operation meant to turn the tides of the war, something about making omnics able to disable their programming. But this... You felt that you witnessed something. Whenever good or bad, it was something.

You did not know to this day why you did what you did.

You slowly made your way to the sitting ravager until you were standing in front of him. You then tore material from your coat and tied it around omnics head, covering the damaged faceplate and optic. It just stared back at you, unmoving, as you finished it with a bow.

"You are... Not what you are" you said out loud, not really knowing what you meant at the time.

It titled it's head and raised its hand to touch the cloth. It looked like a child, scared, but curious.

This was the beginning of a new future that none ever expected to happen.

I read this in between the busy parts of my shift when it came through and I just stood there like :0

This is such a cool idea! Being there to fight and then witnessing the sentience-y of omnics… ooo boy I’d read this hands down-

#overwatch #ramattra #askyazz

[wonolic]

I'm sorry if this comes out weird but if it's okay can I please ask for some head cannons with Yui but how would she be in a romantic relationship with Yuutsu

By the way she is an OC of mine you can find more information about her on my patreon

Tumblr and sorry if this request sounds weird again and you don't have to take it if you don't want to

Yui's relationship with Yuutsu ! 🌸

OMG, thank you so much for your ask! I'm really happy that you trusted me to do it. 🩷

I'm really sorry if I don't portray your OC like she really is, it's just that I never made a request like that before. I hope you enjoy it!

Yui is so in love with that girl she can't even hide it, it's like her pupils become heart shaped when she sees Yuutsu.

Yui would try everything to help her girlfriend out with her social anxiety problems and make her prioritize her own mental health. Yui would try hard to make

Yuutsu see she's not bothering nor a burden to her, also, would totally support Yuutsu and attend pride parades with her.

Yui finds it sad how Yuutsu is so self-conscious about her own body and feels bad about having a small chest, so Yui always tries to make Yuutsu see the good side of having small chest and how cute she looks with it!

She finds it incredible how intelligent Yuutsu is, always prizing her about it and asking for help/advice because she knows Yuutsu is the best giving it.

Yuutsu and Yui would try and do so many hairstyles on each other and it's such a cute moment between the two of them. I can totally see Yui brushing Yuutsu's long hair every night before they go to sleep.

They would totally watch anime together, principally Sailor Moon; would pick one night to focus on binge watching Nana, Sailor Moon and various magical girls anime while eating their favorite sweets and hugging.

Sometimes, she'll feel kinda nervous when around Yuutsu and doesn't know how to act, just a silly smile from Yuutsu is enough to leave the poor girl flustered.

When walking together, people would find their relationship cute because of their aesthetics that look like they complete each other + both of the girls are so pretty and sweet together it's almost impossible to not like them.

When Yuutsu is scarred/has nightmares and go to hide in her closet, Yui follows her, does her maximum to comfort Yuutsu and make her feel safe again, reassuring that she's there for Yuutsu and that she can count on her for anything.

Even tho I think Yui prefers dogs over cats, I do think she loves cats and that she would treat Snowball and Cinnamon as if they were her own pets and with the utmost love and care.

Yui is Yuutsu's fan number 1 and comments on all of her videos at least three times, like I said before, she supports her girlfriend in everything! Yui will even learn how to paint and decorate nails, just to make her girlfriend happy.

Sometimes uses Yuutsu's sewing machine when she can't find her stitching bag, and even tho Yui isn't skilled as Yuutsu when it comes to sewing, she tries to make some handmade gifts for Yuutsu.

Would frequently visit the maid coffee shop Yuutsu's work on, she'll be okay if it isn't Yuutsu who will serve her, but she gets so happy and puts such a large smile when Yuutsu is the one serving her.

Again, please, forgive me if I didn't do what you wanted or didn't portray your OC in the right way. Please, feel free to send more requests in the future! See you in the next post! 💗

#diabolik lovers #yui komori #yuutsu #request

[skeledude]

Today on Skeledude's Mind Palace

I saw the Distinction level students personal project and started worrying. I had the chance to see some of the previous students work. The teacher told us it was a distinction level project, and that already made me a bit worried. We went through the first week.

Are you sure this girl isn't writing a novel? That's more words than I type in a year!

These are some of the longest words and sentences combined together. This gave me a lot of stress, you know how bad it got. I was thinking about using an Ai to help me write, I was so desperate that I almost threw away my morals. But I didn't. 

This may not be the greatest, but it’s made by me, that's what matters the most. Maybe I won’t get a distinction, but that’s not like the end of the world, that's America.

Ai art is like a remix, these Ai artists (if you can even call them artists) use a pre-built tool to mash up a multitude of images and print out a new one, just like a DJ, except for the fact that DJ’s actually have talent. I’m not worried about Ai taking over my job, just like how painters never got replaced by cameras, art is forever worthy in the hands of a person. As intelligent creatures we have emotion that transcends from one to another. Art isn’t something you can say in a formula, it’s a complex feeling that humans understand, you experience art. I just hope others can understand. 

Kind of hard to take a machine seriously, then again, in the future who knows, maybe they’ll give the Ai feelings, and what I said would be wrong. 

(but we can still tell the difference between a set of hands better)

(I'm here from the future, I realize the next few parts aren't related to making comics, I was so worried about not filling the word count that I just let my mind loose, I'll just put it in the description of thinking process which happens to come out from comic)

I'm not a teacher, at least not yet.The difference between a teacher who knows an answer and a student who knows an answer is whether they could explain it. I could know how to do something without understanding the reasons behind it, just thinking and doing, a teacher is different in the fact that they really think and do, they know the cause and effect. Teachers can explain, teachers can teach.

Students learn, reading is learning. Here we are reading me teaching you the basics of making a comic, guess I'm finally the teacher then. I'm going to teach you my process.

“Everything is nothing but nothing is something”, this is a quote I just made up, it could mean something which is also nothing at all. The thing with art is everyone has their own interpretation, a quote is an art form, could mean anything, “All roads lead to Rome” could mean everything will sort out in the end, it could also mean that Rome is a structurally failed city because people can,t get out of there. 

I’ve been giving you kind of a lecture haven’t I.

I don’t want to sound like I’m better, that’s below me, so you’re saying you’re better than yourself, maybe, How can a person be better than before, improving.

I could sound like the most narcissistic person in this project, but at the same time this is my project. I keep using ‘’I’’, because what else am I supposed to use, “I’’ is the first person pronoun. Maybe I’ll use my name, But I don’t want to type “Jim” every time I need to refer to myself. Guess “I” is the way to go. Does calling yourself in the third person form make you more narcissistic? Possible. Maybe I got the word ”narcissist” wrong. Thinking of yourself as worthy of compassion is not being a narcissist.

Self-awareness is not a personality, It's more of an action that you take, I’m aware of the people around me. I’m aware that there are an infinite amount of thoughts and actions happening everyday thanks to these people. Being self aware is important. 

I could think of a thousand ideas, the problem is I wouldn’t have the place to store them, if only there was some kind of machine that could hook up my brain to printer or sorts, print out a thousand ideas a second, maybe it will read some inaccurate ideas, those inaccurate ideas are my thinking process. 

Perception is the existence of neurons in your head, every action you take is thought beforehand, then taken information from the database in your head to calculate a proper solution. You think, therefore you are. 

#mindset #mindfulness #perception #meaning #understanding #purpose #storytelling #oc #comics #comic books #being

[zebedeezing]

Inside Job S2 spoilers

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I thought I was going to be disappointed about Rand from the trailer S2 clips, that showed he was was mostly going to use his cognito position to get Tamiko and Reagan back on his side, instead of flexing his power more or causing more choas against the black robes and the world.

But I watched season 1 and season 2 earlier back to back. And honestly I think the wait between seasons made me forget some of Rand's better moments and his desperation for Reagan to still appreciate him. Don't get me wrong he was a neglectful father at best and an emotionally abusive father at worst, but I think at the very least he knows that he was.

Like the season 1 ending, now that it's fresher in my memory, felt like he was doubling down because he got found out for wiping Orin and molding Reagans future, acting like he doesn't care that this is upsetting his daughter even though he spent most of the time in Reagans mind trying to shield her from what he did. I don't think he's blind or even that purposefully blind to the fact he's been a shite dad- but the main problem is how adamant he is that that was the old Rand and now things can go back to "normal". Normal - being what he's always wanted instead of what's right.

Cause I watched S2 right after, I'm more accepting of how much he tried to get Tamiko back for most of the season; it feels like he was overcompensating to be seen as successful as a leader but also as a man - the next step in his mind probably would have been getting Reagan to let him in again cause it would be proof that he's 'completely different now and I have your mum back' and all that. I get the vibe, especially by the end of the season, that he'll only have proper confirmation that he's a guy worthy of basic care from himself when he finally, unquestionably (in his view) feels appreciated by everyone he cares about- which was always gonna fail.

The project reboot ending sort of cemented it. I loved that moment between him and Reagan so much, and his anxious desperation in trying to get love from his family like he'd attempted through the season, but this time with dangerous consequences and in solitude where he can't think to look after himself until he's achieved his goal, hit hard and in a way hit close to home.

I'm glad Reagan didn't forgive him for all his old or new shitty behaviour, and I'm very glad that generally this show doesn't undermine what Reagan went through by trying to prove Rand isn't so bad after all or anything like that. But I think it was the best arc conclusion I can think of that she told him he wouldn't have to do it alone, encouraged him to try and shut down the machine and afterwards got him safe - and fairly, subsequently imprisoned with JR. It's the kind of calm, automatic support you feel when someone, especially a family member, who's hurt you so many times, is at their most self destructive moment, and despite everything you only want to help cause you still don't want to see them like that; it's gruesomely relatable.

I don't know if Rand will accept that he can't right a lot of his wrongs while he's a prisoner, but I really hope he does around next season. I still wish there was more moments of Rand being an egomaniac and even becoming more paranoid like he was alluded to being before JR fired him. But personally I'm okay with there being less angst in his arc, though I know some are more disappointed than me which is totally fair. I enjoyed this season and, hopefully, I'll be able to draw something nice for it lol.

Sorry for long read.

#inside job spoilers #inside job rand #inside job #inside job reagan #reagan ridley #rand ridley #text post #ramblings #inside job season 2 #not me finding that project reboot episode relatable both ways #ask to tag #tamiko ridley #special interest beloved and detested💚 are going thru it right now

[eddisfargo]

Not a day will go by (9/?)

Hello my patient friends! Sorry for the wait! It won't be this long again (for real this time)! This is a Christmas fic for last year's Secret Santa, and I've given myself a deadline to finish it before this year's secret Santa. Specifically, I'm trying to finish before December 18, which is mine and @cosette141's birthday! Thanks so much to everyone who's still reading and leaving comments--they keep me going when my brain refuses to write! Thanks especially to @MotherKat for being the best beta EVER! I'm going all out in November, and I've actually already got Chapter 10 written!! So it won't be too long!

Tagging: @resident-of-storybrooke, @everything-person, @teamhook

AO3 Ch 1 Ch 2 Ch 3 Ch 4 Ch 5 Ch 6 Ch 7 Ch 8 Ch 9

Summary: He may not remember his present, but she doesn't know his past. If she did, she wouldn't have married him… right?

Let’s go home . 

She’d said it so simply, leading him back to the yellow machine, as if the concept of home was a given. A home they evidently shared. With a boy who he supposed was his… stepson. Because that had gone so well for him in the past. 

Home . 

The Jolly was his home. Perhaps he should start staying there, rather than in that house he didn’t remember. Should he suggest it? She’d probably be relieved. Or perhaps she’d worry that he’d simply sail away. Perhaps she’d be right. 

“Babe?” Her voice jolted Hook out of his thoughts, and he realized he’d hesitated outside the door of the building. 

He looked at her, working out how to phrase his intention to return to his ship without arousing her suspicions. “I don’t –” he began. 

She’d started talking at the same time, her face falling. “Sorry, I shouldn’t – Killian. Probably not Babe right now, right?” she laughed awkwardly. Truthfully, he hadn’t been called by his given name for so long that it felt more familiar than any pet name, but he elected not to correct her. Leaning against the wall, she let out a breath when he didn’t finish his thought. “Is something wrong?” 

Hook tried to find the words he’d come up with, but she looked so… tired. “Nothing,” he said finally. 

Emma looked at him for a long moment, searching. Hook had been prepared for the suspicion in her eyes. He hadn’t been prepared for what else he saw there. It was nothing he could easily name, but it made his lips go dry. Breaking eye contact, Hook started walking in what he hoped was the correct direction, if he’d oriented himself correctly – being instantly transported what seemed to be at least a mile was testing the limits of his sense of direction – but he had a feeling that this was the right way. To his relief, Emma began to walk beside him. 

They walked in an uncomfortable silence for a time, until Emma cleared her throat. “So… I guess we’re going to have to tell Henry.” 

Hook frowned. He’d thought he was doing alright at deceiving the boy. “Are we?” 

She looked at him like he was talking nonsense. Again. “It’s a little big to keep from him, right? And maybe… maybe he can help.” She smiled fondly. “This kind of thing is kind of right up his alley.” 

Hook opened his mouth to ask what exactly qualified under this kind of thing . But he couldn’t stop seeing the looks directed his way in that little room just now – the significant glances as certain things went unsaid. He… owns the local pawn shop . 

So he asked a different question. “What are you going to tell him?” 

She looked a bit pained. “ We are going to tell him the truth.” Shooting him a sidelong look, she added, “An… age appropriate version, if you don’t mind.” 

Ahh, after his slip-up, she’d lost any faith in his ability to regulate his mouth. That had been an error, but clearly she had no idea just how much he had managed to keep to himself. And that, of course, was how it would stay. To demonstrate, he only grunted his agreement. 

“And hey,” Emma added after a moment. “Maybe you’ll remember much you – how fond you are of the kid.” 

Hook grimaced. So it was true, his future self had been playing at fatherhood. And here he thought he’d learned from his mistakes. 

Suddenly, the woman beside him took his hand. 

“Hey,” she said, pausing in their walk. “What are you thinking?” 

He was thinking that trusting him with a child’s well being was ill-advised, but he wasn’t fool enough to say it, so he remained silent. It was only when she squeezed his hand that he realized that, almost of their own accord, his fingers had laced through hers. This betrayal by his own remaining limb shocked him into honesty. “That I’m not exactly stepfather material.” 

Her mouth opened in surprise. Fool , he chided himself. He removed his hand from hers and started walking again, faster. 

“Killian,” she said, arresting him. Facing away from her, he didn’t have to see her face. Instead, he saw another face. It had been so long since he’d indulged in this particular remembrance that the face in his mind seemed to have changed, attaining a marked resemblance to Emma’s boy. He felt a wave of grief he hadn’t allowed himself to acknowledge for longer than he could recall. 

“Killian!” she said again. He turned to face her. “You’re a wonderful stepfather.” She radiated sincerity, but she didn’t know . She looked so bloody sympathetic . “I can see why you might… doubt this, but you’re actually a great role model.” She smiled mischievously at him. “Most of the time.” 

He felt the strange urge to reveal a part of his past that would doubtless make her question this strange opinion she seemed to have formed of his suitability. To unburden himself – no , to make her see why whatever perfect man she thought she’d married was a lie. Then perhaps she’d let him go. 

“There are things…” he said, keeping his voice steady with more effort than it usually took. “In my past… things you couldn’t possibly –” 

Incredibly, her face cleared. She reached out to touch his face, and he managed not to pull away. “Oh,” she said, as if she understood, although there was no way she could. “You’re thinking about Baelfire.” 

Hook froze.

Impossible.

“How…” he breathed. “How do you…” 

“Killian,” she said gently. “Do you really think I married you without knowing the significant events in your life?” 

He found himself unable to answer. How could he open his mouth and say yes, of course he thought that. Why would a woman like she seemed to be have married him otherwise? “I…” he managed to say, with effort. “I told you?” 

“You told me all of it, eventually,” she said. But she couldn’t possibly know what all of it entailed, not if she was looking at him with such… sympathy in her eyes. She bit her lip suddenly, taking his hand. “But some of it… I heard from Baelfire.” 

The words knocked him breathless for the second time in as many minutes. He was vaguely aware that he was being led into the relative privacy of a small alley behind a shop, but his thoughts were a jumble. 

“Baelfire?” he rasped. “You… you’ve met him? He survived?” Hook had always wondered what became of the boy after his escape. When he’d let himself think about it at all, he’d feared the worst, and laid the blame… where it belonged. The guilt hung heavy around his neck–guilt he allowed himself to feel for precious few of his crimes. 

She looked very sad, suddenly. “He survived Neverland, yes. He got out. But…” As Emma trailed off, closing her eyes, Hook could see the truth in her face. He started to ask something – anything – but found himself unable to speak. 

Emma took his hand and held it to her face, which he found strangely comforting. Softly, she continued. “He forgave you, you know. Before the end.” Hook shook his head, denying the possibility. “It’s true, you made up,” she continued, quietly but firmly. He tried his damndest to maintain his skepticism, but the sincerity in her eyes left no room for doubt. Still, he kept shaking his head, because it was all he could do. Baelfire . Milah’s boy. 

Somehow, without realizing she’d drawn towards him, he was in Emma’s arms, utterly disgracing himself. He had never shed a tear over Bae. He’d used the last of his tears up after Milah, he’d always believed. But perhaps the grief had always been there, just waiting for somewhere safe to be expressed. Safe . With this woman? This stranger ? She was probably repulsed by his show of weakness, in broad daylight behind a shop that sold shoes. 

He couldn’t bring himself to look at her, but as his senses filtered back, he could feel one of her hands rubbing his back, feel fingers running through his hair. Could hear soft words, gentle words, whispered in his ear. No one had ever… no one had ever tolerated such a display from him. Nor would he have given anyone the chance. Not since he was almost too small to remember… Not since he’d realized his father wasn’t coming back. 

Hook jerked up suddenly, mortified. What had possessed him to take leave of his senses that way? He had never, never let himself break down like that in front of another person–if he ever had at all. He couldn’t bear to look at her, to see the expression . A grimace, surely? No, somehow she didn’t seem the type. Pity, then. Any revulsion, she’d be kind enough to hide. Steeling himself, he straightened. With more reluctance than he’d like to think about, he pulled out of her arms, and finally looked her in the eye. 

And found he couldn’t look away. 

There were tears in her eyes too. Not pity, no. But sympathy. Even… understanding. Perhaps even… well. Something more. 

He cleared his throat. “I… apologize,” he said stiffly, “for–” 

“Hey,” Emma said softly. “You have nothing to apologize for, sweetheart. I should’ve realized you’d have to grieve him again.” She took his hand yet again. “But you know… in a way, he’s not really gone.” 

Hook frowned. “What way is that, precisely?”

“Well, Henry’s his son.” 

Hook staggered back. Just when he’d thought the earth-shattering revelations were done for the day. “He’s what?” At Emma’s small smile and nod, he shook his head, unable to process. “But how ?” 

“Hoo boy,” Emma said gravely. “I kind of thought at your age you’d have figured out the facts of life. Okay, so sometimes, when a man and a woman–” 

“I know bloody how! ” Hook said quickly. Did she really think–no, of course she didn’t. Her eyes were twinkling at him. Catching himself about to smile back, he frowned instead. “But he was… he was a child! ” 

“Umm, yeah. He was a child. Like twenty through two hundred years ago. The thing about not being in Neverland is… you grow up. By the time we met, even physically, he was older than me.” 

Hook tried to readjust some things in his head. Of course Baelfire was older than Emma–Bae had likely been older than anyone else alive, saving himself. And perhaps the Crocodile, if he somehow still walked the earth. But it still felt strange to think of him with a son . A son with… Hook’s wife? He put a hand to his head, trying to understand. Realizing he’d started to pace the alley, he used his nervous energy to resume their walk. 

Perhaps it was a lie? But no… he’d met the lad. The resemblance was there, now that he considered it. Gods, but he’d even mistaken the boy for Bae – for his father – at first glance. 

A sudden realization hit him. “Did I… steal you from him?” The thought of it bothered him more than he would’ve expected. It wasn’t as if he’d considered a married woman off limits, but breaking up the same boy’s family twice seemed rather bad form. Especially after everything else he was responsible for, where Baelfire was concerned. 

“No,” Emma said firmly, “you did not. We didn’t formally get together until after he was gone, but even before that… Neal and I weren’t together. There was a lot of baggage between us, and… it would never have worked out anyway.” 

Hook walked silently for a moment, trying to figure out what he’d missed. He’d heard that name recently… He finally placed the context in which he’d heard it, but that just created more questions... With a sigh, he finally asked. “Who’s Neal?” 

“Oh! Sorry! I meant Baelfire. Neal’s the name he went by when I knew him.” 

“Ahh,” he said. But no, that didn’t solve the puzzle. “And why was he… teething?” 

There was a moment in which Emma looked as confused as he felt, before she burst out laughing. 

“Okay, that’s a different Neal. The little munchkin my parents were holding? Baelfire’s namesake.” 

It took him a moment to connect those particular dots, the unfamiliar word “munchkin” not particularly helping, but it was clear enough what she was telling him. Evidently his wife’s first husband was beloved enough by her family that they named their son after him. That was a lot to live up to.

Not, of course – he reminded himself – that he was going to try. He was going to get on his ship and sail away. Leave this town that did nothing but confuse him. Leave this woman who kept looking at him in that infuriating way, as if she understood him. As if he mattered to her. She didn’t know him. Regardless of what shameful secrets she apparently knew, had apparently forgiven him for. 

She’d be fine if he left. He was beginning to think she might cry for a while, but… He walked faster, as if to escape the idea. Beside him, Emma sped up, staying by his side. She gave him a warm smile as they reached the door to their house. Hook started. He hadn’t even been thinking about where he’d been going, but he hadn’t been following Emma, either. Once again, his feet had led him straight here. 

The word home entered his mind, unbidden. Shivering, he walked inside. 

#Captain Swan #Killian Jones #Emma Swan #OUaT #once upon a time #fanfiction #Not a day will go by

[helsingvania]

just realized I misread the directions for the ask game. who is ur guys for star wars for it :3

GRRRRRRRRRR I have 3 characters that my brain considers blorbos. Luke, Sabine, and Mon

Luke is such a fucking funny guy I love him, for the entirety of the 2015 comic series once per every arc he needed to get knocked out or kidnapped. Initially people see him as a bland self insert character but really hes a a character from a transition on what the hero looks like in media making him one of the most unique protagonists there is. He rewrote masculinity and heroism especially entering the 80s the era of action heroes. All the traits that made him Luke in anh actively works against him in esb and it's so interesting with hindsight because not only was he championed for these traits like his father before him....only to learn that ultimately that's what ruined his father and the path he's going will only lead him to becoming another monster. He's unapologetically kind and literally one of his best lines is from battlefront 2 where "why did you help me?" "Because you asked me to." With a literal imperial trying to survive because he saw good in him and gave him a chance to be good. I cannot speak on the sequels for I have not seen them recently enough to make a judgement on em thoroughly but I love it era Luke so much he just wants to be a helpful guy

SABINE THE BEAN WREN GRRRH. I think she is what got me to actually like mandalorians with this fixation. I'm not going to go into ahsoka series....BUT I can talk rebels because I think I'm one of the only bitches in this echo chamber that see this show. Sabine was a child used by the empire first and foremost. She showed great enginuity and weapon crafting and under the empire the safest bets on the now Clan Saxon controlled mandalore was to comply to the empire so her family sent her to the academies. The empire used her childhood nativity and her desire to take up seemingly impossible challenges to create a weapon....for mandalorian genocide if there was ever a uprising. Because if mandalorians were together for fuckin once they could over thrown the empires power. They made a child create a machine that can eliminate anything made of beskar or anything carrying or holding it. Beskar is the metal of the mandalorians. Sabine was a child when she learned what the empire planned and tested, she destroyed everything she could of the dutchess and ran to her family. Mandalorians have a lot of empathsis on family and children, you cannot disown your own children in Mando culture....and yet her family did disown her running away and sided with the empire. She has absolutely nothing and lead a life of selfishness and bounty hunting before meeting Hera and Kanan that sets her life right and eventually making everything up with her family and finding another one along the way

MON MOTHMA I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!! Andor made me fall in love with her so hard. She was a very nothing character in the beginning to trying to keep a pleasant demeanor to keep face during the war in light of saw gerra fighting his own war in methods she doesn't agree with (saw is actually based but we're not talking star wars politics) but andor extended her in the existential horror that she lives in before she left for the rebellion full time. She was a child bride, she spent most of her life in politics, she watched everything fall apart around her, and she's watching it all fall again in a smaller scale of her own daughter. She is in a violently unhappy marriage but she had to make a choice of subjecting her daughter to the same fate....or ensuring that this could never happen again to the rest of galaxy. Ultimately she chooses the galaxy and can only hope for forgiveness in the future. She never got the chance to have a childhood she above all else understands sacrifice for the greater good. And just these details make watching her struggles all the more interesting

#star wars #helsing speaks

[turojo]

👀

something my muse has said

v. main - scarlet verse

JOURNAL LOG -- AUGUST 20XX

" With all my apathy I've said I've moved on from you years ago. You've made your choice to stay down there and I made mine to leave. That's it.

But I'm not so sure about that anymore. I've looked back at all the decisions that led me to here. All the clear mistakes I did not consider or even want to think through. The distances I made to get as far from Paldea as possible, leaving Arven behind because it was too painful, the dubious company I kept that only hurt more people with my work, or even the work I'm doing now that I know is not morally aligned.

Maybe all of it was mourning. Maybe I'm still mourning. I did not react when I received the news of your parting. I nodded and continued on with my pathway of self destruction. But I felt something change. I don't know how to describe it. From there my pathways led me deeper then that arceus forsaken crater until I found myself back in Paldea.

How did it get so bad?

...

Building Paradise to isolate ourselves was wrong. My outlook was wrong. I see that now on my return expecting hostility but only receiving open arms and hands that continue to help me back on my feet. Even our son who has every right to shun my existence hasn't completely left me out. People are capable of such compassion and perhaps .. so am I. With time.

I'm sorry I convinced us that it only had to be us; that other people and everything else besides our work did not matter. I focused too much on what it was that I had forgotten it's purpose....for the brighter future by learning from our rich history.

And I'm sorry I didn't see it sooner the cracks forming beneath us long before the time machine or the crater; on being so codependent it cannibalized what we had.

I put my reservations on an afterlife to the side in hopes my thoughts reach you. Rest knowing that I'm here to try and fix the mistakes made; taking care of the paradox Pokemon still remaining here and being a father to Arven when and if he'll allow me.

It'll take time -- but I'm not alone.

Peace.

#memes. » .011 ✦ #prosada #other side of the apocalypse » prosada ✦ #OUGH....OUUUGH....MIGHT'VE GOTTEN A LITTLE WEEPY....JUST A WITTLE #I was gonna do a version for the paradox verse but later #this got really long whoops

[tamorisana]

The quilt of my existence.

Harpia. 

Harpia is not… a person. The one you talk and sign to is not Harpia. The one who bakes shortbreads is not Harpia. The sergeant helping future specialists to learn more than they get taught is not Harpia.

Harpia was born in the fire of revolution and war. Created to protect the fragile child from whose body it aroused, later taking full control of it leaving Safiye hidden in the depths of its heart and leaving him to linger in dark corners of the room late at night.

Harpia has nothing to do with life. The only thing it will bring is death and destruction as it did for all these years. So much blood and sin and wrongdoing are on its hands. It drips from their fingertips and onto the white tiles of the concentration camp into the crimson puddle that comes up to its ankles now. Its own blood from wounds and burns mixes with the others of the ones who’ve seen your face. They remember you. You are never forgiven.  They’ll find you. 

Angel is no better. Angel is someone completely different from both Harpia and Safiye. Harpia is borne to protect Safiye. Angel is made to work delicately undercover. It is what it is. Harpia wears the uniform and heavy gear, Angel wears fancy dresses and suits. Angel will get the intel they need at any cost. Even if it means breaking Safiye.

Every single day you hide him Harpia. You think you can protect him. You can’t do that forever. One day you’ll die, on the battlefield like you wanted, and Safiye will come back. Why don’t you give up now? Take his place in the flower prison you made. It is so comfortable here, among white lilies, in the bed made of his memories and hopes and blood. You act so tough, making sure that no one sees the huge bouquets of wild field flowers you bring to his open coffin. He lays there sleeping every time you visit, so peaceful despite the gun tightly held to his body. You left it there remember? You think he is dead, no? Died fighting for freedom and their culture. Sounds poetic, doesn’t it?

But Safiye was always here. He was lurking in the shadows of the airport your unit held. He is the smoke of burning positions and russian war machines. A ghost dancing behind your back in his stupid silk white robe. Your silent death.

You feel his gaze on your back every time you step on the field. You feel his gaze every time you get ready to step out and let Angel do its job. You feel his cold breath there are none and even cooler fingertips on your wounds as you get them. He wants his body back. He wants to find his mother No, I don’t know if she is alive Saf. and run through the field connected to our farm. Saf, it was destroyed back in 2014. and meet Olga in school again She was executed, remember?

.

.

.

I want to go home. . .

It’s occupied and destroyed, my sweet Safi. I’m sorry I can’t bring you there. I can’t bring you back to your family's house to bury you under the big cheery tree you loved for some unknown to me reason. I’m sorry I can’t give you your body back so you can enjoy the life you fought so hard, lost your innocent self and got dirty with blood for. I’m sorry. So so so sorry my sweet Safi.

#harpia #harpia/angel #codblrsona #codblr taskforce #codblr lore #codblr #i have an offer. #i give you trauma #and you give me a feedback on this #sounds alright

[penguinbabeez]

My Top Moments in Horizon: Forbidden West

Needless to say, this will be spoiler-y, so if you're trying to avoid spoilers for the game for whatever reason, feel free to skip. If you don't mind them, proceed below!

MY FIRST WTF MOMENT: FAR ZENITH SURVIVED?!

So, I was initially skeptical about the first game, Horizon: Zero Dawn. at first glance, I couldn't put the idea of tribal systems and machine animals/dinosaurs together in my head. After their origin and purpose were clarified later on in the story, it became easier to align them in the same game.

When I started H:FW, everything felt familiar in that same vein. Dealt with the remaining forces of the Eclipse, which resolved that plot point from the first game. I did some diplomacy, saw some friends, killed some machines, totally normal Horizon fare. But then came the Hades Proving Lab, and the introduction of murdery space people.

Like, I had the genre pinned, and the rug was pulled out from under me. I thought we were in deep shit when the intruder alert sounded, got panicky after the identiscan confirmed an unlock that only Aloy could have made possible, and then seeing sci-fi in my post-apocalyptic robot game?! I literally, out loud said, "Excuse me...WHAT?!" ESPECIALLY when another clone of Dr. Sobeck walked in.

Ideally, I should have seen it coming, but I saw the tutorial stage as a reintroduction to controls with a brief story line that informed Varl about another part of the end-of-the-world story that Aloy knows. I thought it was a red herring. Oh, sweet summer child, me of the past, she knew no better.

Also, learning they're the originals and not the descendants, as Aloy and I both thought? Priceless.

THE MOMENT I KNEW SHIT WOULDN'T BE BUSINESS AS USUAL: THE EMBASSY

Ah, the Embassy, another chance for Aloy to get pissed at pomp and circumstance because she just needs to save the world, goddamn it! But seriously, faced with her task, I'd be annoyed at posturing, too. But I really enjoyed meeting Fashav and hearing his story, because all I'd known up to that point was that he was Sun King Avad's cousin, and that he'd been taken into Tenakth custody. To see he'd been clever enough to see his way to survival as a Marshal made me smile, I won't lie. I thought about how happy Avad would be to see him for the first time, even though Fashav would miss his fellow Marshals. End of Embassy, head west armed with Fashav's favor, what could get in the way?

Oh, nothing...JUST ANOTHER CIVIL WAR, NO BIGGIE---aaaaand he's dead.

I felt pretty helpless watching both sides of the arch getting taken out, but felt like a badass overcoming Regalla's champion, Grudda. Not gonna lie, I was sad about Fashav. I wanted to see him in action later in the game, perhaps as another ally; maybe he could have been the voice of reason, a buffer between Avad's affections for Aloy and future issues. I get why he died, how some of his last words were foreshadowing for Aloy needing more allies in a mission as huge as saving the world, as well as giving us reasons to hate Regalla. Still a bummer, though.

THE MOMENT I CRIED: BRINGING BACK GAIA

Oh Minerva, you poor sweet baby AI! Yes, misery will cease. When the console returned and the GAIA kernel was placed inside, so much happened behind my sternum that it wasn't even funny. The music, combined with the visuals and the history of Operation: Zero Dawn made GAIA's comeback epic and emotional. I could hardly believe I was seeing GAIA for myself, even though this was a second version since the first one had to self-destruct. In that moment, I feel like I shared my awe with Aloy, knowing her hard work was paying off in a huge way.

Also, GAIA correcting herself after calling her Dr. Sobeck and going through Aloy's memories via her Focus was heartwarming. It just brought the feeling home even more that this was a long time coming, that hope was right around the corner if we were able to accomplish this task.

MOST EMOTIONALLY SATISFYING QUESTLINE: MORLUND & CO.

I think helping Morlund, Abadund, and Stemmur to drain Las Vegas was the most fulfilling questline for me, personally. I loved the chemistry between Aloy and Morlund, playing off of each other in dialogue like the curious kids they are, and having their efforts pay off. Seeing the holographic lights of Vegas after merging with POSEIDON was awe-inspiring. I've never been to Las Vegas in real life, but the Stanley Chen datapoints made my time there in-game more personal.

Here was an Old World guy, someone who turned out to be one of the good Zeniths, who paid it forward in so many ways after coming into money. His passion was in preserving a place where people came to enjoy themselves, even amidst chaos. He couldn't bring himself to shut down, in the hopes that someone would come with their own dream in the future and revitalize the site. Knowing Morlund and his crew were going to make that happen made my heart all warm and fuzzy, and after they bowed in farewell, I knew I'd be going back there to check on their progress. Last we checked, they've got a pretty stable operation going, and I couldn't be prouder of a delve.

WHEN I GOT TOO INTO THE STORY TO CONNECT THINGS: KOTALLO

When I tell you I got so confused trying to place why Aloy looked so confused at The Memorial Grove before meeting Chief Hekarro for the first time...damn.

So, I get now that she was confused about why this Tenakth guy was saying he'd see her soon. But at the time, I imposed my own confusion on Aloy, more to the tune of: "Who the heck was that? And why does he sound like he doesn't like me much?" When I met up with Kotallo in Stone Crest and I saw there was a dialogue option about the Embassy, it started to make some sense. But if that level of confusion wasn't impressive enough, I was still like: "But where in the battle was he? I don't remember him..."

*cues to me re-watching the relevant cutscenes and realizing he was the one to lose his arm to the Bristleback...you know, when he and the High Marshal held camera focus...?*

Gosh, I felt so silly! BUT IT GETS BETTER!

I DIDN'T PUT IT TOGETHER THAT HE WAS ALSO THE GUY WHO SECRETED SOLDIERS FROM THE SKY CLAN BEFORE REGALLA ARRIVED TO EFF SHIT UP.

I know, I was a cotton-headed-ninnymuggins, but all these realizations stacked on top of each other made me realize in retrospect just how importantly he was framed as a character. We may not have known his name at the Embassy, and yes, I realized he didn't have a problem with Aloy later on, but...yeah.

Whenever I feel smart, I'll remember to humble myself by recalling how it took me far too long who Kotallo was. The bright side is, he still ended up being one of my favorite characters in the game.

MY BITTERSWEET AWE MOMENT: "THAT'S OUR ARMY."

Varl said he wanted to see the Zeniths' faces when they had to face down a herd of angry Thunderjaws, or something to that effect. And wouldn't you know it, there were those, and some Slaughterspines, and Dreadwings...

*sad sigh *

At least all the Zeniths are gone, though. You know, with the exception of Nemesis, but that's more of a gathered consciousness...you know what? I'm not touching that. I'll let the third game and/or the DLC for H:FW deal with the complexities, lol.

THE MOMENT THAT TOUCHED HOME TOO CLOSE: AFTER

Returning to the Base after the game's final cutscene put a damper on the high I felt due to the power of friendship, when there were less friends at the Base. After seeing them come into the fold and help make the Base home, it felt lonely returning there. I started up another playthrough just to have them back, because I found myself missing these characters as if they were actual people.

It reminded me of Finals Week during my last semester of community college a few years back. Most of my friends' finals were done before mine were, so by the end of the week, our table in the cafeteria where we hung out was noticeably empty. It felt lonely, and no matter how proud I was of them, it was still sad to be there without them in a place that brought us together. It didn't feel right being there without them.

That's what this moment in the game reminds me of. I know you can go to Hidden Ember, Plainsong, The Grove, and Legacy's Landfall to see our new friends again, but the dialogue does run out sometime, even with Beta and Sylens back at Base. Until GAIA is reinstated fully, there's no more commentary on new drone footage brought back to base. It lends itself to the feeling that I am biding my time until one of us has a brilliant idea to wrangle/work around HEPHAESTUS, and/or how to combat Nemesis.

#hfw spoilers #forbidden west spoilers #horizon: forbidden west #aloy #kotallo #alva #varl #erend #sylens #beta #tenakth #hfw #thoughts and commentary #long post

[diaryofthoughts23]

Okay started good, but ended so disappointing and exhausting. I had thought I was pregnant and was dong what I thought was right to keep the baby. But i had a miscarriage. I know the first trimester an be tough, but i really got my hopes up that I would get to become mom. It hurt. I cried all the way home. I’m actually really good at driving and crying. C- held me when i got home. This experience also reaffirmed my trust in C-. He helped me on the phone with the doctors office, and once i was upset took the time to tell everyone for me. I know he is by me to support me through the tough times. This experience also really helped me understand my goals about the future, especially with my business. I need to better my online skills. Creating content/ finding help in the creation of the content. I want to make good videos about the sewing machine that can actually help people learn. Design patterns/digitize the ones I have. It ill take investment. I want to be self sufficient and remove the barrier of physical space and location. I had an idea for a studio time where I can set up machines for people to use in case they dont have one. But that Idea is still fresh and I haven’t worked out the kinks yet. Especially it’s the way tech is moving I need to keep up. I need to hang up the plan. The one I originally Made depends on a physical community, but now with the internet that can be uniting. Can reach people all over the country/world through the internet. I also have been thinking bout custom work again. I have to find my niche in all of this and start with one idea at a time. I need to approach it from a different angle.

I am trying to find the blessing in disguise from the miscarriage. I should count them.

1.) reaffirmed trust in C- proven to me through words and actions. Had respect for him before, but it’s on an a new level now.

2.) re-ignition of figuring out what i want to do with my creative life and new direction in starting to do business on my own. the goal is freedom to be able to raise children.

3.) a glimpse of the reality of being pregnant and the cost of it. Insurance is necessary. Money, space, and fear understanding of the future. C- and I have a plan or figured out one, but it’s time for more.

It hurts. The loss of life huts. I want to be a mom. I want those things in my future. They are part of my marriage vows. i need to take active steps towards those goals while still taking care of myself. It’s going to take time. I might be depressed for a Bit, but I am sure I will become stronger from this. I cannot let myself slip into this depression. I think that the support I have now will help.