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alespov · 7 months

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Anti-hero -.L.Kennedy 18+

Tw : Ada flirts with muse, no hate to Ada, I love her banter with Leon in this one . Leon just gets a bit jealous. Loved her separate ways <3 mentions of bar, Luis is alive!

A/N : hope you enjoy, feedback is appreciated! 🫶🏻Requests are open (for Leon and Wesker) also last call for Halloween themed requests!

You, Luis, Ashley, and your boyfriend Leon decided to explore a trendy new bar in town. The entire ambiance of the venue was a nostalgic nod to the early 2000s. Although bars were not typically your preferred hangout, this occasion merited a little celebration. Leon had triumphantly accomplished his daunting mission: rescuing Ashley from peril and even managing to secure Luis's safety as well. (It’s canon, I said so)

During a brief intermission from the dj, Luis ventured off to fetch some drinks, leaving you and Ashley to engage in a lively conversation. She emanated an effervescent demeanor, clearly elated to be back home, giving off the impression that she never met a stranger. Unwavering in his resolve, Leon sought to alter that perception; dedicating his weekends to coaching her in the art of self-defense. Which wasn’t going as smoothly as he thought it would.

Each of you had dressed impeccably to suit the special event, apart from Leon. He opted for a minimalist attire, as he occasionally did. You knew he was tired and wanted to relax, but you wanted to get him out of the house. So going out, to dinner was the originally plan. Until Luis and Ashley came trotting up your driveway, wanting to try out a new bar they found. You knew Leon wouldn’t be in the mood, but you pleaded and he finally agreed.

Moreover, he struggled to recover from his recent challenging mission. Therefore, you endeavored to support him in any way possible, a gesture he greatly cherished. You knew this mission had affected him differently. He ran into someone he used to know and it set in a terrible mood, you tried to pry. Hoping to ease his mind, but Leon wasn’t telling you anything yet.

“Hey sweetheart, I need to step into the bathroom for a moment," he expressed softly, planting a tender kiss upon your cheek. "Also, Ash, refrain from talking with strangers, please," Leon advised her firmly. She responded with a disapproving glare but ultimately acquiesced with a nod. She let out a huff and you giggled

“Who does he think he is?” She scoffed, then took a sip of her drink.

“The man who saved your life.” You butted in and she rolled her eyes.

“I guess he did, but still. I’m responsible.” She pouted and you nudged her arm.

“It’s alright ash, it happens to the best of us.” The both of you shared a look and saw Luis returning with drinks.

Luis triumphantly returned, carrying your beverages in hand. "Cheers ladies!" He bellowed, as the three of you raised your glasses for shots. Gently placing your glass back down, you couldn't help but release a light-hearted giggle. Engrossed in lively conversation with one another, you suddenly sensed an unrelenting gaze fixed upon you.

Your gaze swept across the colorful lit bar, landing on a captivating woman adorned with a chic ebony pixie cut, ensconced in a ravishing scarlet dress. As she caught your eye, she sent an enticing wave in your direction, to which you responded with a warm, reassuring grin. Anxiously, you yearned for Leon's swift return. You had a gut feeling, but tried to downplay your nerves, you were probably overthinking it.

Captivating your attention, Ashley humorously recounted a funny story. As your gaze returned to the mysterious woman, she had vanished without a trace. Confusion washed over you, yet you brushed aside the perplexing thoughts. That is, until her hand unexpectedly came to rest upon your shoulder.

As you shifted your gaze towards her, she beamed with the same radiant smile. Glancing subtly from the corner of your eye, you observed Luis wearing an expression of disdain on his visage. Even Ashley appeared less than enthusiastic.

“Hey sorry guys, there was a line at the bathr-“

Leon strode towards the table, briefly pausing before continuing. Relief washed over you upon his arrival; yet, his unenthusiastic demeanor dampened the mood.

“Why are you here? And get your hands off of her.” You could tell Leon was angry, you met the woman’s eye and they sparkled with mischief. “Oh leon calm down, I just wanted to get the pretty girls number.” She mocked him while faking a giggle.

"With a hint of pride, Leon shouted , "Well, that's MY GIRLFRIEND," as Luis gently placed a reassuring hand on Leon's shoulder to calm his rising temper. The provocative woman responded playfully, "Oh, really?Lucky boy.”With a flirtatious wink in your direction, she sensuously slid her phone number to you, adding enticingly, "In case you're ever in the mood to unwind for a bit." With that, she shifted her stance gracefully and sauntered toward the exit with an air of mystery lingering behind her.

Leon's fury had reached its peak. You swiftly slid off your stool and grasped his hand, gently pulling him along with you.

"Apologies, everyone, but it seems we must take our leave for the night."

Luis and Ashley had understood and you and Leon left. You walked to his motorcycle and were ready to hop on when he stopped.

“Listen… i made an ass of myself. Ada.. she’s know to do that. He began. “ I just wanted to tell you that I love and trust you.” You felt the blush rise and you caressed his cheek. “ I know hun. I love you too. Besides she’s not my type.” You replied with a playful wink. “

Leon smirked “well then who is your type?”

You thought for a moment before sliding your arms around his neck. “

You silly.”

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babiebom · 4 months

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When You Fall (VIII)

A/N: i got the sweetest message from someone(idk if they’d want me to call them out) and somehow it made me want to start on this chapter so I guess it literally just takes someone being nice for me to actually do something lmao. Also happy new year!! Also also whenever I’m writing one of these chapters and the tumblr notif shows up it jumpscares me. Like how do y’all know?

Tw: depression, reader decides to force themself to be happy, cursing. The usual

Wc:3.0k

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Sweat dripped from your forehead as you attempted to clear some of the farm from debris. It was taking long to clear everything, and though you knew that most of the land would be unused until you actually got enough money to plant more things and get a coop or barn.

Shadow ran around wildly, barking happily as she snapped her teeth at the air. It’s funny, watching her as she runs. Getting pets didn’t make being in a depressive pit completely go away, but they did make that pit less dark, less daunting and lonely. Mango lazed around on the porch, his tail slowly waving side to side as he watched you.

Sticking your rake into the ground and wiping the sweat again, you grin at your animals, letting out a labored breath. “Okay, so, I love you both very very much. And I’m sorry that I can’t take you but they’re hosting an Egg Festival in the town and I’m going.”

You move to sit on the porch, Shadow dashing to crash onto your lap. You open your arms and let her move her big body onto you with a roll. “And I swear I’m not going to enjoy being away from you both, but I have to go as part of my healing. I’ll be back soon.” Neither one of them did anything other than stare at you and then go about their own business as you get up and head inside to shower. Shadow trails behind you after a moment, her tail wagging so hard her butt wiggles along with it. You take one last glance at her as you finally get in the shower, hoping the day goes by quickly.

Walking into the town’s square, it’s like a decorating bomb went off. There are banners and decorative flags and other things littered around in a way that made you think whoever decorated spent way too long out here only for them to be messed up by the wind. There’s so many layers of tape that you feel irritated for whoever had to fix it.

“Farmer!” Pierre calls out from behind his booth. You want to ignore him, not really ready for social interaction but go over to him anyways. Forcing a smile onto your lips you lean on the booth counter, looking at the things he has stocked.

Some strawberry seeds, lawn flamingos, plants, a painting, a bright pink banner, a plush bunny, and a….decorative pitchfork? What kind of stock is this? What does this have to do with the egg festival? You blink a couple times and attempt to control the look on your face, maybe you could buy a couple of strawberry seeds. Even if you don’t plant them this season you can always wait. “Hey Pierre! Selling some good stuff?”

He smiles and moves his hand around, gesturing to his stock. “Yeah, looking to buy anything?”

“Sure…a couple strawberry seed packets…and that plush bunny.”

“It’s pretty cute huh? Okay that’ll be 2,500g.”

Your breath gets caught in your throat. 2,500g? The man has to be insane! What the fuck costed so much that you were being charged this much? “Yeah, prices are a little steep. But I have to make a living somehow,” he chuckles when he sees your expression. You try hard to keep your face in check, not wanting to snap on the man in front of everyone. You were here to make progress, not to make enemies.

After giving him the money you take your new things and stuff them into your backpack. The letter said the festival ended at two, and looking at your watch it was only 9:30. That meant 4 and a half more hours of agony trying to force yourself out of a depressive pit that you aren’t really all too sure you’re ready to leave just yet for the sake of getting better.

Well, at least there’s food…

Hurrying along, the sight of the buffet table makes your mouth water. Not eating breakfast and working all morning in a large field without totally knowing what to do is a bad idea, but now that you’re looking at all the different types of food you can’t help but praise yourself for how lucky starving yourself got you. Now you can eat, then when you get home you can pass out and sleep until tomorrow. Like another rest day that feels like a reward after running around in the dirt.

As you fill your plate with food, you can see Gus and what’s his name…’Clive?’ You think to yourself, nose scrunching in confusion, ‘No, that's a stupid name. Carl? It has to be Carl…what other C names are there?’ In your thoughts you almost drop your plate and gain the attention of the two men, Gus smiles brightly and waves you over while the other man averts his eyes. Weird…

“Hey Gus!” You smile warmly at the older man. There was a twinge of stress in his eye, but it seemed rude to point that out to him. His eyes moved over the rows and rows of food and it occurs to you that he must have cooked almost everything himself being the Towns Saloon owner and all.

“Hey farmer! I was just telling Clint here…you’ve met Clint right?”

You shake your head at his question. You had only seen him around maybe once and heard his name in passing from the blue haired girl who was talking to him when you passed by and from Maru when you were in the clinic. Thank Yoba Gus said his name or you would’ve been stood awkwardly just like you are but more so because you wouldn’t have known his name. “Oh well, he’s the towns blacksmith…anyways I was just telling him how I hope everyone’s enjoying the food. I’ve been cooking for days to get the food ready.”

“Days? Wow thats a lot of work…”

“Yeah I made fried eggs, boiled eggs, poached eggs, deviled eggs, scrambled eggs, chocolate eggs, you name it!”

“I mean it is the Egg Festival…”

“Yeah, not to mention the other foods. I’d be upset if it turned out horribly.”

You take a bite of whatever was on your plate in front of him, trying to make a show of how good it is, but not really needing to act because WOW can this man cook. How’d he even make this? His eyes light up at your expressions and mannerisms, his shoulders relaxing at the sight of you enjoying the food. “No Gus, I swear this is amazing! You don’t need to worry about anyone not enjoying the food at all!”

“Thank you for the kind words, Farmer, it means a lot to me.”

You nod vigorously, not wanting to ignore him but now overcome with the urge to stuff down as much of the food as you can. What the fuck was in this? Drugs? You can’t even remember the last time you were this hungry.

With your plate you walk around, smiling at anyone who talks to you, and try to carry on conversations that you didn’t really care much about. It had been weeks since you moved here, and you were just now meeting everyone personally. There were so many people living here in Pelican Town that you wonder how you had managed to avoid 60 percent of them whenever you ventured out.

As you make your rounds to the buffet table for the second time, the sight of a bright red cape catches your eye and the man with the eyepatch flashes in your mind. You hadn’t seen him since that day, but you had to find out what those stupid jelly things are.

“Marlon!” You call out, rushing to the man in the corner. He looked surprised that you were speaking to him, but made no moves to walk away or ignore you. Instead he looked slightly pleased. “I’m surprised to see you here.”

His eyebrows quirk up in amusement, “I could say the same about you, don’t hear anything about you going around.”

You shrug and realize that just as much as you stick to your farm, he must stick to the caves and mountains. Neither bad, but awfully lonely when you think about it. You wonder if there’s anyone he lives with up there. “I just thought that you would prefer to be adventuring or something…like in the caves?”

“Yeah, but even with my bad leg I never miss a festival.”

“Oh…say you know down in the caves how there are…things right?”

“Yeah the monsters?”

“Yeah um, have you ever seen the little Jello creatures? They’re really tiny and all but are like really strong for some reason, and jump at you like they’re legless spiders?”

“The slimes? Yeah you have to be careful with them. They might be easy to defeat but can quickly overwhelm you if you’re not careful.”

He frowns at you and you swallow. That’s exactly what had happened. The stupid things were just too much the more you ventured down. But you’d be ready for them next time, and whatever else is down there. “Yeah, they kinda kicked my ass last time I went into the caves.”

He nods solemnly, as if he could relate. Maybe he could relate, having a bad leg and an injured eye and living up there. There had probably been times that he’s gotten overwhelmed and hurt. The thought sends a shiver down your spine. If he could get hurt down there, and you have already been hurt, who’s to say that you won’t just die the next time you go down? It’s weird to think just how lucky you truly were when you were saved.

Thinking of being saved…your eyes flit around quickly trying to spot the man that had saved your life. Maru and Sam had said that Sebastian had gone down into the caves himself to save you, and even though you hadn’t seen him personally since meeting in the Saloon, the need to thank him was always in the back of your mind. And now you have the chance, Yoba you wished you were home.

You bid goodbye to Marlon and shuffled your way to the trio standing off at the bottom of the town’s square. Rehearsing what you’re going to say in your head, you hope that it would be a quick conversation, that you wouldn’t stutter over your words and that you wouldn’t act so awkward that they think you’re weirder than you are. But as you clear your throat as you walk up to them, regret settles in your belly at the looks on their faces. It was like being in school all over again and the kids that you thought were cool were too tight knit as a group and hated outsiders.

Before you could say anything Abigail speaks first, staring straight at you. “Do you think I’m too old to do the Egg Hunt?”

You frown at her in confusion before shaking your head. “No?”

She punches Sebastian’s arm as soon as the word leaves your mouth. “Ha! I told you I wasn’t too old. It’s like, why stop if I’m having fun?”

“How are you having fun searching for eggs with actual children?”

“Hey! Searching for eggs is like going on a treasure hunt! Besides, your sister does it too!”

Sebastian rolls his eyes at her, looking towards the river without saying anything more, choosing to sip on the punch in his cup. Sam looks like he’s suffering and you tilt your head, silently questioning him. “Ugh…it’s my doze…allergies.” His nose is so stuffed up that his words seem heavy. You wince at him and nod in understanding, Springtime wasn’t the best for people with allergies.

Sebastian clears his throat after a minute. “You know what I miss? The rotten egg toss.”

Both Sam and Abigail agree quickly, words coming out both of their mouths too quickly for you to really understand anything they’re saying. They’re very enthusiastic about it, recounting things that happened in previous years. In your confusion you look over at Sebastian, and he swallows his drink quickly. “We used to do a rotten egg toss, a couple years ago. It was only for like two years, Mayor Lewis put an end to it pretty quickly.”

“Yeah, too many people complained that it stunk.” Abigail laughed. It sounded pretty fun, tossing rotten eggs at a target or something, but the smell…ugh.

Before you could say anything else, Sam says he’s going to get more food before the egg hunt starts and they put everything away. Abigail looks between you and Sebastian and smiles. “I’ll go with him, either of you want anything?”

You shake your head, plate still full from the second round. “Maybe some punch? If it’s not too much trouble?” She shrugs and looks at Sebastian who just hands her his cup. She leaves without another word and without turning back. Ha…now it’s awkward…

“I didn’t think you were one for socializing.”

You’re surprised at his words, but think that in a small town there are rarely secrets. Everyone must know that you’re suffering. “Yeah um, just had a bad couple of weeks. I’m better now, though, ready to mingle and become part of the town…being alone is no good.”

He snorts, glancing at you and your heart stutters in your chest. Did he think you were joking? Were you that obvious in your dislike of talking to others? “Yeah sure…been there once.”

You don’t ask him what he means, understanding that he’s seeing right through your fake chipper exterior. For a minute the silence stretches on, but it’s not as tense and awkward as it was before. Maybe it was a good thing he could tell you were faking, there was no need now that it was only you two. “Y’know I’ve been meaning to thank you.”

“For?” He sounds disinterested, but when you look at his face he seems more…uncomfortable.

“You saving me? Your friends told me you went down into the caves to get me.”

“Fucking…yeah. It was no problem. You should be more careful, though, I was only able to help because I noticed that you didn’t come up.”

“Yeah…I really should…anyways. Thanks for saving me, hopefully you won’t have to do it again.”

He shrugs and says nothing.

“I owe you one.”

“Sure.”

The mayor claps his hands loudly, speaking into a megaphone that he’s holding. “If anyone is participating in the egg hunt, gather round. It’s almost time to begin!”

“You participating?” He asks, and for a second you almost say no before remembering that the whole point of coming was to become part of the community and bettering yourself.

“Yeah…you?”

“Nah…”

You nod and cough into your fist, unsure of how to separate yourself from him. “Well, I guess I’ll see you…later?”

“Yeah, sure. I’m either at home, or at Sam’s or the Saloon during the weekends…”

“Okay, cool.”

You walk away quickly, confused as to how you had somewhat made a friend of him? There was that saying that misery loves company…maybe he was the perfect person to be miserable with. He seemed like he had problems himself. Mayor Lewis claps a hand onto your shoulder a little harder than necessary, causing you to wince. “Enjoying yourself, Farmer?”

“Yeah…”

“That’s good! It’s about time you introduced yourself to the townspeople. Everyone was so excited to meet the new farmer in town and you just…disappeared. They thought you were a recluse or something!” He lets out a laugh that makes you frown. You had forgotten how much this guy could talk.

“Yeah well, family deaths will do that to you.” You keep your face straight as you stare at him. He coughs and sputters out some words before the conversation is effectively ended.

After another minute and a half the egg hunt begins and your heart starts thumping in your chest. The kids are already running off, and Abigail is darting around so quickly that you think that she’s going to knock one of them over. Looking at the other participants, the urge to beat them overcomes you. Winning at this means that you’re officially part of the community right? You’re putting yourself out there?

Your feet move without another thought from you and soon enough your basket is full with eggs. Looking at the others it seems theirs are too. You can hear Lewis counting down from ten and your heart races even more. How were you supposed to win this? You run across the square, hoping to get one last egg.

Five…

Where are the rest of the eggs? What the fuck is there no more?

Four…

In the corner of your eye something yellow gleams under the sun. An egg! Near the river!

Three…

You dash towards the egg, hand stretched out towards it.

Two…

A couple more steps to go, you’re unsure if you’ll get there in time.

One…

Your hand closes around the egg and into your basket it goes. Your heart thumps and your breaths come out uneven. But you made it! The last egg.

Lewis calls everyone back towards the center of town, eyes gleaming as he looks at everyone’s baskets. He seems happy to see more people participating in a dying tradition. There were only two kids in town so an egg hunt is bound to get boring as everyone gets older.

It takes five whole minutes for Lewis to count everyone’s eggs, yours being the last basketbhe gets his hands on. “Nine…ten…” Abigail groans in annoyance next to you. “Eleven! The winner is the Farmer! Come up and get your prize!”

Prize? If you knew there was going to be a prize you wouldn’t have tried so hard. Now someone was going to be mad at you for winning instead of them. You walk slowly to Lewis confused as to what he could be offering.

“Enjoy!”

He hands you a straw hat…well at least it’s helpful?

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aliasrocket · 11 months

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I wanted to say something for an anonymous comment about feeling less embarrassed of having feelings for Rocket. I must say I totally understand that.

A month ago, when GOTG VOL 3 was released, I went to see it at the cinema with my mother, I spent the whole movie very excited for Rocket, but right in that scene where he is on the verge of death and he meets Lylla again, SOMETHING INSIDE IT CHANGED ABOUT ME, because when they were hugging I realized I was JEALOUS, and in my mind I thought "OH NO, IT'S HAPPENING TO ME AGAIN", because I always fall for characters that might be unconventional or weird to other people , then I start looking for fics and I realize that there are not many for the same reason, or there are many where it is more platonic and I think "IT IS NOT ENOUGH" And it's more complicated for me because my first language is not English and in my language there is NOTHING. So meeting people who write Rocket the way I imagined really makes me very happy. I'm even thinking about writing some one shots myself but it's hard, I've never written NSFW and I find it kind of funny that I want to start with Rocket.

Oh my god this was absolutely sweet.

Yes!! Everyone IT IS OKAY TO LIKE UNCONVENTIONAL CHARACTERS. LITERALLY, IT IS NOT A BIG DEAL!! JUST BE YOU!!!

And I’m really sorry there isn’t much fics in your language, but on the bright side I’m really happy that you’re at least able to read and write in english even if it isn’t your first language!

Also, yeah, in my experience, besides sighing the whole goddamn movie (except for the first 10 mins, I will give myself that,) I remember leaving the theatre in a sigh and going on ao3 like “ah shit, here we go again” bc this is the 1982838th time I’ve visited ao3 for some really obscure ship or an x reader fic for a very underrated character.

And about that Rocket smut, I understand how can it be daunting and I’d really love to help you!

Ykw, let me make a quick guide for anyone who’s scared of writing Rocket smut!! But for those of you who wouldn’t wanna read some real ugly/stupid stuff, don’t press the ‘keep reading’ line, haha.

a quick (and definitely unhinged) guide to writing Rocket smut XD

OBVIOUS NSFW WARNING!!! It gets ugly guys please THIS IS YOUR WARNING I’M NOT JOKING!!

If you’re uncomfortable with heavy nsfw please turn away now!!

written by aliasrocket (89P13 on ao3 hehe)

Suitable for any smut involving Rocket! (Looking at you guys, roquill shippers. Don’t worry, I welcome all ships on my blog <3)

This is supposed to be a writing smut guide specifically meant for Rocket so I’m not gonna go into the basics of writing smut, but if you’re a total beginner, here’s some pointers to help :

the genitals, legs, muscles, brain : main places that tend to be the most stimulated, exhausted or absolutely wiped. That being said, you can use these as a starting point for describing the feelings the characters or the reader may feel in the moment.

besides the main thing, you could try to set the mood by maybe mentioning how the moans sounded like, (screams, squeals, cries etc.) and other things the characters were doing to ground them in the moment, like gripping the sheets, gripping the other person’s shoulder or hips, etc.

Okay, so, about Rocket in particular …

Yeah, of course writing smut about a fucking Raccoon isn’t going to be fucking easy. But don’t worry, as someone who has studied all 3 gotg films and slowed down quite possibly every single Rocket clip in existence (enough to know Rocket … is genuinely CANONICALLY is very particular/skilled with his fingers, he knows where he’s putting them and knows EXACTLY which buttons to press on any tech, so … definitely good at using his fingers if you catch my drift) I think I might have gotten the hang of it to help some of you guys out.

So first off, when I write Rocket smut I always imagine he’s his comic height instead of his mcu height (don’t search it up, you’re just gonna be depressed about it trust me) so all you have to know is that if he pressed you up against a wall his head would be around your shoulder blade area. For missionary, he’s probably around your collarbone.

Rocket canonically has sharp and absolutely grown out nails. No, they’re not retractible. I’ve done research on this, but if you’d like to write him fingering someone, Rocket can have his nails trimmed.

It would hurt if Rocket bit you. Like, it would fucking bleed. So I’m sorry to say to those biting kink girlies (those are me hi) but Rocket can only afford to give you or someone else some nibbles on the skin unless you guys want some serious bloodplay on your hands. This is because he has protruding fangs on both his upper and lower row of teeth, his lower ones more prominent than the top.

Rocket can, however, eat you out. Don’t wanna get too into depth with this but basically his tongue can stick out his muzzle pretty well and his nose makes for a good clit-stimulator HAHAHAH

!!! : (this is going to be a description of the average raccoon penis so skip this if you don’t wanna know about this because you can DEFINITELY write Rocket smut without having to know this so please be free) I had to research this for a very specific request (pls ily shameless anon/pos) and I almost cried out of the loss of my sanity but anyway, raccoons have a baculum bone which is basically a bone in their penis that helps with copulation, its average length is about 4 inches but can be longer if you catch my drift. The genital itself is a like a rod with a ‘spiky’ end (it’s not actually spiky but it looks that way) compared to human genitalia, kind of like a cat’s but much longer and it is a very dark shade of brown or just plain black. Feel free to use any of these for a possible description if ever you need it, though I never really talk about it in fics, especially the whole ‘spiky’ thing. That being said, Rocket should not have an issue with size, as the the average human male genitalia is about five inches, meaning he can hit anyone’s g-spot just fine.

I might add more points if I have any more but this is all I got right now. I really hope this somehow encouraged you to write that nsfw fic you wanted, and just know everyone’s got interests, it’s fine if not a lot of people irl are into Rocket that way, because that’s literally what the internet is for!

#omg I am so sorry guys please forgive me #but if you are considering writing your own Rocket smut this might be helpful #this is so unhinged omg HAHAHA #guardians of the galaxy #rocket raccoon #rocket raccoon fanfic #rocket raccoon imagine #rocket raccoon x you #rocket raccoon x reader #rocket gotg #ask reply #ask response #ask away!#thanks for the ask!#send dirty asks #.alias.help.

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1eaf-me-alone · 2 years

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𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘

Word count: around 1.3k

Summary: You sit down beside Cyno, on a nice, cool evening and you play a game called “13 questions” you each answer 6 questions and the last oneis an action or a dare

Status: early relationship - you two are getting to get to know each other and starting to fall in love

Other: gender neutral reader

Warnings: none

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The trees swayed back and forth, rocking from the blowing wind, intertwining into the branches as it whispered into the budding plants. The sandy desert dust crawled along the pavement as scarabs scuttled, rolling the dung balls along the golden waves of the desert.

You could hear Cyno’s breath beside you, a small and soft sigh as he lay next to you in the desert sand. He looked up into the sky, but to no avail, as the stars weren't there that night. The evening air was cool and breezy as it blanketed your body - a nice contrast to the suffocating and hot temperatures you had experienced a few hours ago.

You turned towards Cyno as you looked at his face. His ruby red eye gleamed into the dark as his creamy white hair lay splayed in the desert sand. He wore a dark cloak over his clothes, which wrapped and enveloped his body.

“Would you like to play a game?”

He nodded.

You sat up, leaning your back toward the bare tree as Cyno followed your action.

“It’s called 13 questions. We get to ask 6 each, and the last one is an action or a dare. The questions should get more personal as the game goes on.”

A look of interest seemed to have been bestowed upon Cyno’s face, as he raised an eyebrow to look at you.

“And what type of questions would we ask?” He inquired.

“Anything. It’s a game to get to know the other better.”

“So who goes first?”

He seemed to be looking directly at you now, his eyes twinkled yet his whole face seemed completely mellow.

“Me.”

You paused for a moment, trying to think of a question as you looked around for inspiration. Your gaze landed back on Cyno as a question came to mind.

“Are you better at talking or listening?”

“I think I’m better at listening. Although whenever I do talk, a lot of people find it quite intimidating.”

Cyno hesitated to want to add on but then shook his head and stopped. His gaze returned towards you as he remained silent trying to think of a question to ask you.

“Do you prefer mornings or evenings?”

“Evenings. I feel like during the day I’m a brainless human, but during the night- that's when I get my inspiration, that’s when I finally wake up. The cooler air also seems to sharpen my thoughts and clear my head.”

You looked back towards him, waiting for the question to appear in your head

“Ok. Second question: why do you tell jokes?”

A small smile appeared on Cyno’s face.

“I like to tell jokes because people find me quite daunting and harsh when I try to talk- especially the other mantra. I don't want people to feel uncomfortable - especially when I get to know them better, so I add jokes to lighten the mood- to sound less frightening. Even though I know people don't necessarily find them funny, I can tell it eases the mood of the people around me.”

You looked towards Cyno, it was quite sweet that he sought to make people feel less uncomfortable when he tried talking to them. The fact that be didn't want people to feel on edge that he wanted to make people feel as relaxed as possible was something you didn't expect him to do.

“Is it my go?” Cyno asked

You nodded.

“In that case... Do you find my jokes funny?”

“..... Umm Yes?”

He raised an eyebrow towards you

“May I ask you another question?”

“Yes....”

“Are you telling the truth?”

“....... No”

You looked down in subtle embarrassment not wanting to stare into his eyes. Quickly you tried to think of another question to ask him

“Um, question three: What simple thing still blows your mind?”

Cyno paused trying to think for a moment before he came to a resolute answer.

“The fact that people seem to think they're good liars, when in fact it's incredibly simple to see if someone’s lying or not- just look at their body movements, it always gives people away.”

He gave you a side glance

— — — — — —

The breeze around you seemed to have become more frosty now, your breath had become visible, forming a small fog around you. You shivered slightly as your teeth shattered a little from the cold. Desert nights were harsh and you had to be strong to endure them.

Cyno nudged you to move closer, as he silently hung the cape he wore over both your shoulders. Honestly, you were surprised he wasn't cold. The man was shirtless from the waist up, along with no long clothing for his legs either- or shoes for that matter. You had no idea how Cyno wasn't freezing to death by this point.

You shifted your position a little closer to Cyno as you felt a stronger wind pass by. You paused to stop and consider what to ask next. After a few seconds of silence, you found a question to ask.

“What's something you can’t live without?”

“ Genius Invocation TCG. I adore the game I have a personal and precious designer box for my cards. The longest I’ve gone without playing is two weeks and in those two weeks, I kept thinking about the game. Being able to express so much creativity and variation within a working rule set makes it more than just a game — it's an art form. If you want we could play it sometime....”

Cyno halted to catch his breath and continued.

“In that case my next question to you is... What's your opinion on TCG?”

You leaned back against the tree as you opened your mouth to answer

“Truthfully? I've never played the game before....”

Cyno gave out a loud offended gasp as you said that.

“But maybe you could teach me someday?”

Cyno nodded enthusiastically as you said that- you could see the glint in his eyes spark as he thought of something he loved.

“It's my go.”

You heard Cyno’s voice from the darkness as you rearranged yourself to be positioned so you were turned towards him.

“Do you have a nickname? And if so what is it?- I know these are two questions, but they do relate so I hope it counts.”

You shook your head.

“No. Currently, I don’t have a nickname- and I've never had one in the past either.”

You shuffled your feet slightly as you felt the sand enter your socks, but you stopped fidgeting as you put your attention back onto Cyno again.

“Where’s your favourite place to eat?”

“I quite like Lambards tavern-although I rarely get the pleasure of eating there because I'm busy doing my duty, but whenever I do go I find the food to be exquisite.”

— — — — — — — —

The night was getting colder, it was no longer an early evening and any speck of the sun had disappeared. The moon wasn't visible as clouds had covered it from sight.

Cyno looked at you as he opened his mouth to ask his next question:

“May I... call you a nickname I've made for you?”

You contemplated this and then nodded in approval.

“I don't mind if you make a nickname for me.”

Cyno nodded slowly trying to think of something

“I don't have one now, but when I do I'll tell you...”

You reflected in silence as you heard the rustle of the beetles scuttling in the sand and the sound of the wind flowing by. You thought in the quietness with the darkness of the sky, and finally, your question arrived.

You looked towards Cyno, his crimson-red eye, his white hair fleeing back and his calmness in his stare.

“Are you free this Saturday?”

You thought you saw Cyno’s face go red but you couldn't tell from the darkness of the night. His cape covered half his face and you couldn't see what he felt.

“I wouldn't mind that”

You didn't know what to say now. Cyno broke the silence

“My last question for you is: what is something you're looking forward to?”

It took you a few beats to think of something, as you wrapped yourself closer to Cyno’s cloak. It came to you, the thing you were looking forward to.

“This Saturday-and I dare you to come with something more than your shorts and a bare chest.”

#Cyno #genshin x reader #cyno x reader #cyno fluff #cyno imagines #not my best. I'm not too happy with this one tbh #genshin impact #cyno #cyno x you #cyno x y/n

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shannonsketches · 4 months

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omg. i dislike how people say that the gerudo are obsessed with love and "finding the voe of their dreams". love is a hell of a thing. oxytocin is a hell of a hormone. and the protentional heartbreak. something that can render the greatest of warriors invalid, and these women KNOW it and they have to have classes for it. and those gerudo that do find husbands, they seem to be content and those men seem to be competent! Hudson had a job, he loves his wife and ADORES his little girl so much! And that one voe that got jailed for entering the town, he did it not to peep on the women, but because he missed his wife and daughter! not wise, but not malicious either!

i interpret that fascination with love the same way as the little mermaid is fascinated by the outside world. it's beautiful but it can absolutely crush you.

On the one hand, this is something I dismiss as Nintendo having the standard sexist amazon fantasy that a society of women would be obsessed with men.

On the other ‘justify the lore’ hand I think this is something that probably got romanticized in their culture overtime, since the Gerudo are sovereign but have to breed with Hylians as a necessity. The idea of love probably makes that a less daunting reality, and it’s easy to understand how it could evolve into a popular fantasy in Gerudo youth.

A lot of people do fantasize about love unrealistically, and adding a foreign element to it makes it all the more mysterious and whimsical. So it makes sense to me that people with NO experience would be weird about it. It also adds a touch of vulnerable human silliness to the Gerudo, instead of having them ALL hella militaristic and beefy warrior people. They have different tastes and different priorities and some of them are weirdos about hypothetical dudes who are a borderline mythical creature in the valley and it’s endearing imo.

I love the idea that the Gerudo have like ‘don’t scare the men, we need to reproduce’ classes, and I love the idea that the Gerudo who are interested in the outside world have this naive romanticization of what meeting a boy is like, and that some of these these 8’ warrior women think boys are scary.

It’s also in part because Nintendo can’t say ‘this is a class on how to fuck him and come home pregnant’ of course, but IMO it’s not unrealistic for a lot of young and ignorant Gerudo to be giddy and obsessive in context. You build up the fantasy and you go out and learn life isn’t actually like that, but sometimes you can still meet someone who makes you feel like you live in a fairy tale. Other times you try it out and learn you’re happier in a different kind of story, which many Gerudo you meet have!

Either way, more experienced Gerudo being like ‘Bruh relax it’s literally just a man’ and less experienced Gerudo treating the idea of a dude the way tumblr treats Mothman is very, very funny to me.

#lozhc #Idk what to tag this #opinions I guess lol

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totally-sapphic-posts · 10 months

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Hii i have this issue where i can't talk to anyone i don't know. I'm autistic and i've never initiated a conversation with a stranger before. This is quite bad because i'm looking for some queer friends and a partner right now. Can you please give me some advice? I love your blog btw <3

First of all, I’m glad you love my blog ♡

Second, maybe a good way to start is initiating conversations online first. It’s a bit less daunting and difficult than in person.

If you’d like to just go straight to in-person, then perhaps taking along a friend that’s extroverted, if you have one. Have the friend maybe start the conversations, and then you can join in. Once you start gaining confidence, then you could perhaps start initiating conversation.

If that’s not an option, then maybe start small. Compliment people on things you notice about them. Once you’re comfortable with compliment, maybe take it a step further by starting conversation. It helps if they’re wearing fandom t-shirts with fandoms you’re a part of. When they say thank you, if they seem receptive to further conversation (you’ll notice they’ll turn more towards you; maybe not fully straight away, but there will be a change in stance) then go along with it. Talk about the fandom/or thing that you noticed, ask more questions and try find something else that’s also a common interest, if you can.

At the end, say that you really enjoyed talking and would like to exchange numbers, if that’s okay. And try add on there that you mean it the more friend way.

Or if you don’t want to ask for a number straight up, maybe turn it to a post or something cool you saw on the topic you were talking about. Like, “I saw this really cool/funny/interesting post the other day on [topic] maybe I can send it to you. Do you have [social platform]?” Or something along those lines.

I hope this helps. Sorry it’s so long, I got a little carried away 😂😅 if you have any other questions, I’m happy to answer.

And if anyone else has tips, feel free to comment.

#ask #asks #wlw #sapphic #lesbian #wlw blog #sapphic blog #lesbian blog #nblw blog #nblw #wlw pride #wlw post #also autistic

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wtfcl0ud · 3 months

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it's kinda funny n also disproves the laziness argument when sometimes breaking down a task step by step actually makes it more work but easier for the person to get done. like folding laundry is daunting a whole basket ideally the steps are fold the laundry from the basket and put it away. for me broken down it's like throw the clothes onto the bed fold all the tees pack them away fold all the pants pack them away etc n it's like more work folding one set of clothes walking to the drawer packing it away n then walking back n folding the next set then walking back etc. also sometimes on really difficult days it's not fold one category it's fold like one tee pack it away walk back fold one other thing pack it away walk back but it's like much less daunting n more likely to get done

#cloud nonsense

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sapphic-agent · 9 months

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Let's Talk About Miraculous: Awakening

This isn't going to be a long or thorough analysis/review of the new movie, just some things I really enjoyed about the characters and some other things as opposed to the show. It's going to mostly focus on the positives of the movie so if you didn't like it, this might not be the post for you.

Note: I'm not hating on the show in any way. I like the show. Could things be better in it? Yeah, but I still enjoy watching it. No hate to the show, Thomas, or any of the crew. Light criticism if anything.

SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE MOVIE

Marinette

The movie didn't change much about her, but as some have said it's nice that her being clumsy doesn't revolve around Adrien. Technically in Origins she was a little bit of a klutz before meeting him, but it was never on the scale it was around him throughout the show. It's nice that it's just something she's known for and it feels a lot more well-balanced with her character. She genuinely feels like a normal teenager who just happens to be clumsy around her crush, instead of being clumsy because of her crush.

Her having a literal reputation for being clumsy was also funny. I don't know, I just liked it.

I also like that her lack of confidence was more internalized. When she was walking through the halls and "hearing" what people thought of her, it felt like a genuine anxiety attack. It's not super complex, but it's enough that you know the intention behind it. And you really feel bad for the kid because you know how she feels without her having to outright say it and it's a feeling anyone can relate to.

It's also nice that we get to watch how being Ladybug builds her confidence. In the show, Ladybug is a literal mask that she wears because she feels like she has to be self-assured and strong and resilient. It's daunting and it takes a lot out of her mentally and emotionally. In the movie, being Ladybug actually helps her a lot, kind of similar to how being Cat Noir helps Adrien be all the things that his father would never let him be. Instead of being required to be those things, it just comes to her naturally the more she grows into being a hero.

(This isn't necessarily better than the show, I just liked how it was done)

Adrien

There's been some controversy around how Adrien was written in the show. But for me, he felt a lot more real.

I know that Adrien in the show is touch-starved, mentally abused, and isolated. I know that that's why he can be oblivious and somewhat of a pushover and struggles with emotional maturity. I understand all of that and I'm sympathetic to how they're conveying that (or trying to depending on how you look at it) in the show.

But I'm not going to lie and say that I didn't fucking cheer when he called Gabriel out in the movie.

Adrien in the movie almost feels like a mixture of show Adrien and original Felix. Closed off and averse to forming emotional bonds but genuinely kind and still wanting to form those bonds even if he is hesitant. And honestly? I dig it. I like that he's capable of uglier emotions like anger outside of being Cat Noir. It's great that Cat Noir is an outlet for those feelings in the show, but it feels realistic that it bleeds into his life as Adrien.

(Similarly to what I mentioned above with Ladybug and Marinette, it feels like being Cat Noir helps Adrien do this. It's really nice to see and I'll talk about it more later)

A lot of people complained that these qualities are OOC for Adrien. And I won't say they're wrong, but remember that in the show it's only been a year since Emilie disappeared. In the movie, Adrien lost her when he was a lot younger. So it makes sense that over time and with his father pulling away, he closes himself off. I think that this difference is more important than people realize.

Gabriel

Probably the most improved character in the movie.

As time progressed in the show, Gabriel became less and less sympathetic. And this probably happened around the time he began to place Adrien's wellbeing under his goals. He shifted from being overprotective, controlling, and distant to completely and unequivocally abusive. At some points he doesn't feel like a real person anymore, just purely power-hungry, obsessive, and cruel.

Movie Gabriel completely rectified that. Don't get me wrong, he still shares some of those qualities with his counterpart. But we see the toll being Hawkmoth has on his wellbeing. We see the regret he has when he pushes Adrien away or upsets him. We see how his grief over losing Emilie really affected him to the point where he can't even function. Everything here makes him feel so much more sympathetic, but it doesn't act as an excuse. He's still the villain and he still has to face consequences to his actions.

It's also really nice that the minute he saw that Cat Noir was Adrien, he stopped immediately. There was no manipulating him or taking advantage of him. He never even mentioned Emilie in a bid to get Adrien on his side like in Cat Blanc. He was just torn with regret over hurting his son in any way. Because bringing Emilie back was supposed to be just as much for Adrien as it was for himself, but that means nothing if he hurts Adrien to do it. It's a line he refused to cross.

Chloe

I enjoyed movie Chloe a lot. Instead of being whiny and bratty and always running to Daddy like in the show, she's a lot more mature and angrier, but doesn't want to be seen being terrible (possibly protecting her father's status as mayor instead of abusing it). She also doesn't specifically target Marinette until she does something to offend her (which is still a massive overreaction, but it makes more sense than her targeting Marinette for an "unsavory" reason which I won't say here because I don't want to get attacked by her stans). This sets up a Chloe redemption way better than the show ever did in my honest opinion (again, this is no hate to the show because I'm pretty sure the intention was never to redeem Chloe).

Like with Gabriel, she feels like a real person instead of just taking one of her attributes and then making it her entire personality.

Tikki

Hilarious. I don't have much else to say except that it was entertaining as hell to see her so chaotic, while still keeping her supportive and uplifting. That little scene with Marinette throwing the box only to get it tossed right back into her head was so freaking funny.

(The only downside to Tikki is that they didn't do the same with Plagg. The fart jokes were pretty juvenile. Nooroo, on the other hand, has seen some shit)

Master Fu

I'm loving that he comes across as a crazy old man, it's realistic and makes for some entertaining moments. I also liked his role as the narrator. He isn't as involved in the story, but he's still important.

LadyNoir Relationship

Perfect. The play fighting was so cute and the moment Cat Noir fell for Ladybug seemed so genuine and sweet.

Like I said above, being Ladybug and Cat Noir seems to help Marinette and Adrien cope in their normal lives. But it's also their relationship with each other that helps them do this. Being around Cat Noir helps Marinette let loose and build her confidence around others. Being around Ladybug helps Adrien express his feelings and drop his walls.

The movie stresses that their powers are stronger when they used them together (which was a great addition), but I think that also extends to every other aspect of their lives. They build off of one another and improve. It really drives home that they're partners who need one another.

Also, it's so reminiscent of early LadyNoir that I actually started to feel nostalgic. They've always been my favorite part of the Love Square because they always had the most chemistry. I'm so glad that the movie focused on developing them the most.

The Magic

The powers seem so... raw? I don't know how to explain it. But I like that the Cataclysm was so inky and gross. And the Lucky Charm was so restorative and healing in comparison. It really drives home how opposite they are and why they balance one another out.

I think the limits of the Miraculous' magic are really tested in the movie. They're a lot less structured and seem more versatile. They're definitely stronger which makes sense because the Kwamis are essentially gods. Even if the Miraculous holders' abilities are toned down, they should still be extremely powerful.

Overall

I loved the movie. Some things were better than the show, others not so much but it was a lovely homage to fans who have been around since the beginning. I would love to see a fanfiction series based off of what the movie set up, that would be really fun to read.

I'm going to watch the movie again so I might add some things to this post, but all-in-all, I think that everything I've mentioned above conveyed my feelings about the movie.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous awakening #miraculous ladybug movie #miraculous movie spoilers #movie review #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #gabriel agreste #chloe bourgeois #miraculous critical #kind of #i love the show and the movie is that a crime

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qqueenofhades · 2 months

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Saw you were reading The Book of Love by Kelly Link - thoughts? I'm a huge fan of her short stories and excited to read Book of Love, but a bit daunted by its page count. I hope her writing holds up in longer form.

Hmm, I have... mixed reviews? I haven't read her stuff before and preordered BOL on the strength of the blurb when my local indie bookstore was having a sale in January, so this is my first exposure to her stuff. I love me some nice fat supernatural/fantasy novels, so the page count isn't an issue for me, but I'm now about 400+ pages in and am hitting the point where it definitely feels padded/somewhat aimless in terms of story progression, and where the style is less evocative/lyrical than before -- in other words, it does feel like it's laboring at this point to justify its length, and I'm not sure it does.

Her writing is often very imaginative in its use of language and I enjoy that, as well as often quite funny. But my major issues with BOL are a) the aforementioned meandering when the story needs to move forward but isn't exactly doing that, and b) for a "book of love" that advertises itself as being about emotion/connection/love of all kinds, I'm... not really feeling that coming through? It feels like she wants to discuss these themes while also being ironic and Cool about it enough to make sure that nobody thinks she does actually want to play these tropes straight. Which is a bit of an irritant for me in re: how all modern media thinks it has to be Edgy and Cynical and not actually sincere. (I.e. how everyone still loves LOTR because it's not afraid to actually be sincere and deeply emotional.)

Likewise, on the note of "this book is supposed to be about love" I am increasingly finding the characters rather dislikable and thinly drawn, and that they don't like each other very much despite the narrative's attempts to claim otherwise. There are absolutely good moments, I enjoy the basic contours of the plot, and I will probably finish it, but I don't think it's as clever or revelatory as it gives itself credit for (and so do all the swooning blurbs on the back). It's also possible that things will pick up a bit/resolve more clearly in the back end, but yeah, at this point I would give it probably a 3 or 3.5 of 5 and say that you should read it if you enjoy her stuff, but wait for either the paperback or the library.

#anonymous #ask #bookblr #yes thank you i am always VERY HAPPY to talk books!

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jmrothwell · 5 months

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AU mixing: Soulmate Goose Of Enforcement AU + Zombie Apocalypse AU because it's so funny to me.

Flynn had known life was going to change when she graduated high school. Gone were the carefree days of childhood and now she faced the daunting prospect of having to live through adulthood. As if that wasn’t already a hard enough prospect all on its own.

Except the world had decided to go to hell before she ever even got the chance to move into her college dorm. No one knew for certain what was going on. At least that was the official story being broadcast on the scattered radio and tv stations still operating. Flynn knew better, she’d seen enough zombie apocalypse films with Carlos.

Surviving long enough to get back home to her family was complicated enough. Then the god damned goose showed up.

Flynn had no idea why the thing had turned up, squawking and screeching at her and ruining her resupply attempt by notifying every zombie within the immediate vicinity. That was also the first time she tried, and failed to kill the unwanted nuisance. If it weren’t for how it nearly just got her killed with all its noise she would have been sure she’d imagined it up.

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The goose continues to pester and bother Flynn as she makes her way back home. Trying to navigate a zombie apocalypse and figure out what the goose is and the hell it wants.

It calms down slightly when she eventually reunites with Julie, but it doesn’t go away. Flynn takes the opportunity to lose it (something she has also tried and failed at doing before). After a couple of days she’s fairly certain she’s succeeded until the goose shows up again and begins acting aggressive not just towards Flynn but Julie as well.

Long story short, it’s a soulmate enforcement goose for the Greater Polyphantoms Polycule, and it will calm down after each new GPP member that gets added to their party.

Carlos theorizes that maybe an old relative was reincarnated into the goose, Tia is certain it's a demon, or just a goose because you never can tell with some geese.

Carrie accidentally runs into the group, along with Carrie and the Goose gets pissed when they both try to leave again. Carrie reluctantly tries to bring everyone back to her Dad's bunker. However a combination of too many people and the goose make staying there permanently not a viable option.

Eventually they split the party, Tia refuses to leave the bunker, and Carlos and Ray also decide to stay, Carlos a bit more reluctantly.

Alex nearly gets taken out by a zombie and the goose proves somewhat useful by going after the zombie. Probably thinking ‘I need to finish my job.’ Reggie does try to supply the goose with armor after that. There is a massive debate regarding supplying the goose with a knife, eventually it is decided the goose does not need a knife.

After they meet up with Willie, the last member of the GPP they find, the goose goes silent. And it takes less than a week before someone goes “wait a second, where the fuck did the goose go?”

#Was going to go to bed and got struck over the head with inspiration #both a snippet and a rough outline #AUs are awesome

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got any headcanons for Douglas or Harper?

yeas :3 I'll do some for both but mostly douglas if that's alright!! 2nd half for douglas + harper hcs below the cut bc this got a bit long I have Many Thoughts on Douglas . lil warning for references to the whole skrendel thing for douglas and mentions of harper's military past but all in passing and whatnot . nothing super angsty or explicit just going over stuff. All of that is below the cut tho

Douglas

he/him. bicurious/questioning and a little shy about it, but it's more of an open secret than anything. He is slowly realizing he likes guys a lot more than he likes women and he's unsure how to feel about it

Space is very pro lgbt it's very much normal for them bc there's all these different species and civilizations. why would any of them be cisheteronormative lol?? But really he's more embarrassed about actually feeling strong attraction and realizing he's a mushier person than he'd like to think. if that makes sense. like "oh no i am giggling like a schoolgirl over this guy what do i fucking do"

In general he doesn't like being seen as a vulnerable person, both physically and mentally. The idea of being in love for real is a little daunting to him...

I'd say he'd probably eventually land on bi or pan tho? Just with a heavy male/masc/etc lean.

early 30's? for his species? Late 20's?

From a moon with seas on it, think a less icy Europa! Currently lives on Port Terrene or a nearby territory.

His species is a delicacy for some alien races, mainly those living on the moon but he was basically fair game for anyone in that solar system so he booked it by sneaking onto a commercial spaceship to safety. Living in the background and slimy underbellies lead him to be where he is now.

He thinks that this is kind of funny by the way he has totally taken some of the higher ups to a restaurant that serves his kind to either stare them down for the whole meal or insist they order it and then wait in the bathroom so they think he straight up got cooked

Pretty physically fragile. PT's conditions are similar enough to his home moon in terms of gravity and whatnot that he's doing alright but he needs the suit to thrive there and survive on many other planets. That and he's very vulnerable to physical damage out of his suit. So, the suit is mainly for protection and an advantage in combat but there's also the advantage of hiding what he actually looks like-- useful for his line of work, deceiving others, and not letting most know he's a squishy lil guy.

Does not like the cold. He will languish… please…

Amphibious, can spend time out of the water but needs to be moist to breathe + thrive. Suit mists him down too.

In general the suit is pretty well coded and whatnot... engineering masterpiece... it's like a little mini mech kind of in my mind.

Would kill to pilot a huge ass mech some day btw. Douglas needs a huge ass mech.

Garmantuous, Nipulon, and probably Giblets have seen him out of his suit or otherwise know/have been told abt it. That and whoever of the Skrendel Bros he had that little tryst with. or not. idk.

Everyone else? A good deal of people mainly those in the crime syndicates have seen him without his helmet or been able to kind of see his face through it but I'm under the assumption that only some folks know he's a straight up octopus. Assuming this since Kenny didn't know and it took Gus some time to recognize him/he had to figure it out first so ig that means most folk (Including Rel and Krubis) don't really know !!

As for how the whole delicacy thing. ig that's like. other side of the galactic community. niche shtuff.

While he's generally an asshole and cruel to those beneath him, when it comes to the other officers of the G3 he's generally friendly (by Douglas standards tho). Still it's very 50/50. Total wildcard, does whatever entertains him. Prone to mischief, trickery, and dragging others along in his antics, sober or not. Will be your pal one day and your worst enemy the next. Workplace warfare game is peak I'll tell you that much

He does a good job at worming his way outta trouble. He's a clever lil guy pretty damn resourceful. People don't give him enough credit bc for all the lack of impulse control he shows he's smart and slick enough to un-fuck up the situation if need be.

always a little pissy abt dealing with the long term consequences that he can't get himself out of but hey. he tries his goddamn best

Decently buddy-buddy with the Skrendels though this have been a bit Complicated since. Yknow.

Honestly I think it was Jonathan. Makes the most sense to me in my mind. The two are pretty much still just friends but Jonny boy kind of wishes there was more there now. Douglas doesn't, all that much. The other brothers know and Angela has probably pulled Douglas aside to beg "for the love of all that's holy let him down gently"

Mona was more like "If I so much as see a tear in my brother's eye you're calamari"

But they're all still pals. I guess. Everyone has their ups and downs? They still like getting up to mayhem when their paths cross and Jonathan is pretty friendly with Douglas still even if the other two are pretty... not all that ok abt the whole thing. the bros get protective.

Weirded out by Giblets but is honestly much too entertained by how pathetic he is to tell him to fuck off. He just tries to up the "what the fuck" factor when he can. On the other hand Giblets is very terrified yet very enthralled w/ Douglas. He is an enigma to the dr....

Things are also weird with Krubis. They kind of totally hate each other but it kind of makes them good friends. Above all else Douglas reminds Krubis of himself when he was younger so he kind of. Gets It and wants to keep a closer eye on him

like. they would get along so well but so awfully as well. there's no way krubis isn't jealous that Douglas has a better job and manages to keep it despite all the bullshit. There's no way they haven't been screwed over by Douglas once or twice by being caught in the crossfire of all the stuff he does. And I think Douglas is fickle with some of his workplace alliances some days he’ll take Krubis’s side others he’ll take Giblets he’s just like that for the goofs. Krubis gets pissed off w/ him a lot but I think they are low-key on the same wavelength. idk if that makes sense i'll probably draw or write it out in detail some day soon... hm...

Garm is Tired of Him. Nipulon is consistently disappointed and somehow also surprised with the crazy shit Douglas gets up to but does appreciate when Douglas comes around and does something competent by his standards. Gurgula found him annoying but is just. whatever.

Not always the best at reading the room.

A pretty optimistic person actually. Assumes best case scenario often. Even if his idea of the best case scenario involves killing people he doesn't like it's fine he's just a little guy

He can change colors somewhat, mostly at the tip of his tentacles. It's a signifier of health and emotion. There's a lot of patterns of flickering for communication and whatnot. They curl and deepen in color to denote distress, for example. And he's usually a pretty bright blue unless he's sick.

Epic gamer. With that many tentacles how could he not be. Total sucker for arcade games especially,,

Also big on party + group games. This is a man who has killed over mario party or kart… I just know it.

And drinking games ofc

Watches shitty daytime television on his days off esp when he’s hungover

Also loves riffing on shitty movies

Laughed over people crying about the space titanic movie only to bawl at the end. He blames the alcohol but we all know… we all know.

Facultative carnivore or omnivorous with preference to meat. main diet is like. fish shellfish maybe some sea plants... algae things... idk... he can stomach other foods but most plants just don't do anything for him nutrition wise. i say most because who knows what crazy stuff is out there in space. le shrug. gotta think the space food stuff over...

He thought Sweezy was annoying but useful. Lots of bickering but considering she doesn't talk during the fight he probably turned off her ability to with that inhibitor thing later on into their time together? because i do not think she would willingly be quiet for his sake.

Honest 2 god he coulda been a stand up comedian or an actor or written a book or something he's funny enough for it. But ig torturing people was his calling.

And he is a very creative torture technician! He's definitely squeezed information out of people well before. He shows enough prowess here that Garm is still impressed enough to not have totally gone sicko mode on him god bless

Beer and adjacent spacey drinks (there's a lot more choices out there in the galaxy after all) are his alcoholic beverages of choice. Some fruitier cocktails catch his eye sometimes too

Even when he is not going off on wild adventures or partying he is being generally bewildering.

he just wants 2 have fun at the end of the day...

Harper (i don't have as much I need to watch another play through i think)

she/they sapphic. Soft butch ish but dorky always looks like she's taking fashion notes from Luz (saying this as someone who hasn't watched TOH but. you see what i mean. and i mean this with affection and understanding.)

Thrilled to find about about axolotls on Earth. Frilly like her :) very fond of amphibians in general

Stoked to be learning all this cool shit about people and the world around her and doing cool shit as a bounty hunter and meeting Gene and stuff...

Kinda easily impressed. not used to having nice things.

Traumatized for sure but she's trying to be chill about it. Not used to asking for help

Generally A Bit Anxious at all times. jumpy in casual life

Vaguely morally fucked from being in that task force. This is kind of canon i guess... she'll be a little cheap or nosy or callous if she has to be and while i don't think she's super scummy I'm sure that cold blooded training will not be wearing off anytime soon

She does care about other people she's just bad at empathy and relating... and yknow... taught not to care... taught to be a soldier... but she cares she loves her pals so so much goddammit!!

The sort of person who googles her symptoms and convinces herself she's dying of ultra instinct tuberculosis

Professional armchair psychiatrist

Capable, just clumsy. She'll get the job done but not without some mishaps and taking the long way around.

Big fan of summer+warmer weather

Likes strawberry and mango... big on fruit in general. fruitpilled.

Ice cream and sherbet fan

But she love burger also. yes i am going to do the thing where a character mentions food and consider it their favorite sorry. i just love a girl eating aburger.

Never got to meet Kenny. They did, however, cross paths with Lezduit sometime before the G3's invasion.

I am a Harper x Sweezy truther. women... awesome... not yet tho i think it is a gradual thing... i like to imagine it just kind of happens. no confession or whatever just someday soon they wake up look at each other and say "wow i guess we've just been dating now"

could apply to other Gatlians but esp for her she likes to watch tv with gene and will totally watch youtube on the Bounty Hunter's computer... my little iPad baby...

Really likes nature documentaries. Worlds biggest casual geographic + Lindsay Nicole fan also

Speaking of I am choosing to believe both of them survive and start making alien zoology videos.

In an anthro or human au she would have a prosthetic leg

Either way anthro or not, the cybernetic bits are all kind of like a prosthetic and she talks to Gene sometimes abt disability + combat stuff during the uncommon occasions that she opens up about it a little.

And lastly a little prediction: if they bring back Kenny w/ a new VA then I'm expecting either an ability to switch which one you want to use, maybe having the option of dual wielding the two of them, or that Kenny gets an upgrade that makes him more powerful and he's a late game addition like Lez :3c

Or maybe pointing to a two player mode or switching perspectives with Lizzie if she finds Kenny wherever she is?? Kinda like Yokai Watch 3 switching between chapters until the two protags meet up.

#high on life #high on life game #headcanon #headcanons #long post #asks #lmk if this needs any other tags

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Ride the Cyclone Kids Performing The Crucible

i have no excuse for this one. i just have had an unhealthy addiction to The Crucible since i had to read it in 11th grade. it’s been three years, and it still has a chokehold on me.

also i know they’re a choir, not a theater group, but shhhhhh

Ocean is Mary Warren

Noel is Reverend Hale

Mischa is John Proctor

Ricky can’t perform, but he is a stagehand, so he’s around quite often!

Penny is Abigail Williams

Constance is Elizabeth Proctor

All the other characters are played by random students

Noel, playing a priest: i feel like there’s some irony here

He’s pretty damn good at pretending to be religious, though!

Ricky, to Ocean: Ocean! You’re already so prepared for the role!

Ocean: Really?

Ricky: Yeah!

Ricky: Ginger

Get it? Cause The Crucible is about the Salem Witch Trials… Gingers were/are called witches/demons…

Ocean isn’t amused

Noel in movie!Hale’s getup

Penny, whenever Noel has to interact with her: hello, gay boy

Okay okay, Penny as Abigail? ABSOLUTELY TERRIFYING

Like, Holy Shit

She’s so scary, in fact, that she makes Ocean sit down like a fucking red heeler during her whole monologue about Abby’s dead parents

Penny: Now look you. All of you. We danced. And Tituba conjured Ruth Putnam’s dead sisters. And that is all. And mark this. Let either of you breathe a word, or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night, and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you. And you know I can do it; I saw Indians smash my dear parents’ heads on the pillow next to mine, and l have seen some reddish work done at night, and l can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down!

Ocean, who’s in the same scene:

Mischa as Proctor is terrifying, too, but not quite on Penny’s level because he’s already an intimidating dude

It’s just daunting seeing Penny act so cruel

She’ll finish a scene where her character literally shattered the psyche of another character and forced said character into a mental breakdown and will be like “great job, guys! 🥰”

(The other character was Ocean’s lmao)

(If you’ve read TC, y’all know what scene I’m talking about)

You know the part where Abigail hits Betty? Yeah, Penny is merciless with that scene

The actress of Betty damn near saw god that day

Poor girl went SPINNING off the bed she was on

The script literally says “smashes her [Betty] across the face” and Penny took that WAY TOO SERIOUSLY

The duality between Penny nearly decapitating a kid with her hand alone and Penny being like “i’m so sorry!!! are you okay?!” immediately after

After that, the director tells her to lighten up a little lol

The slaps are still real, though

Just less likely to One-Hit KO Betty’s actress straight into the afterlife

Noel, when Penny does Anything: whore behavior

And speaking of whore behavior

Penny and Mischa. Their characters fucked

These two have NO interest in each other whatsoever, but that doesn’t stop them from acting as slutty as possible because they think it’s hilarious, especially when the other choir members react in the most disgusted way

Mischa: I can’t believe my character is an adult man fucking a teenager.

Penny: I am the teenager

Mischa: Thank you, Penny. I did not know that

Meanwhile, there is NO chemistry between Mischa and Constance, even though they’re supposed to be married, and it’s really funny

But honestly, kinda fitting

Since, you know. Proctor cheated on Elizabeth, and there’s meant to be a noticeable rift between them

Ricky, holding an imaginary microphone up to Constance: Constance! Constance! What’s it like playing a canonical milf?

Constance: Pretty cool

One time when Constance and Mischa were sitting at the dinner table set piece for act 2, waiting for the scene to begin, Constance whispered “I can’t believe I bred with you” and Mischa LOST IT

Constance wore Birkenstocks for some time. You know, before their costumes came together

Constance: They’re my Jesus slippers!

Mischa: I don’t think Birkenstocks were around in 4 BC Bethlehem

Constance: Go eat a fridge

Meanwhile, Ocean had an absolutely VISCERAL reaction to these fucking Birkenstocks

Ocean: I’m onto you, Elizabeth, you slippery weasel. I see those things. My mother eats, sleeps, and BREATHES Birkenstocks. I can smell those uncomfortable, mold-soled jerks from a mile away. I can SEE your footprints in them. I know what you’re hiding. I swear, my mother has a pair of those in that exact color, but I don’t know for sure because I’m not at home to check right now, and I’m not allowed in her closet anyway. I bet you stole them, didn’t you? Well, you doubt my willpower to rat you out, she-devil. I know. I see everything. My quietness makes me watchful. I’m practically invisible. I know you paid 99.95 shillings or more for shoes that feel more like solid stone than proper footwear. You snake. You fool. You absolute devil woman. You deserve no rights. Why would you make this purchase if you know what our world is like? You’re a woman in the 1600s for god’s sake, Elizabeth, you’re making chump change! You can’t spend your money on freakin’ Birkenstocks. Go to the general store and get some slippers because at least they would be cheaper and MATCH YOUR DRESS. I may be ace, and I may be aro, but even I know those two colors DO NOT go together. You are pure evil. Purple and that color? That brown? What were you thinking, woman?! You deserve no rights. I hope the shoe mold harvests every last one of your toes. Rapture is nigh, lady, and I don’t think your feet are prepared for judgement.

Meanwhile, the whole theater is SHRIEKING with laughter

At one point Mischa asked the director if he can just pick Ocean up instead chasing her in act 2 because it’ll “be easier”

In response, the director says, “It’s not going to happen because it’ll kinda ruin the illusion of terror, but I would like to see what you would do.”

This then led to Mischa throwing Ocean over his shoulder like she’s a sack of potatoes

In retaliation, Ocean grappled onto him with all of her limbs like a rare species of red koala

“YOU CAN’T BEAT ME IF YOU CAN’T PUT ME DOWN!!!!”

Ocean can cry on command, which is good because of how emotional Mary Warren is

She spends more than half her stage time sobbing uncontrollably

Ocean: oh yeah, crying on command is easy! i just have to remember my Whole Life

Ricky: so have you ever considered the school counselor

“Mary Warren is holding the weight of my mental health on her tiny, Puritan shoulders” -Ocean

Mischa gets to use a REAL WHIP for the play

He once accidentally hit himself with it when trying to crack it

The others have never seen him crumple to the floor like that before

He opened his mouth, but he couldn’t even manage a scream, so he was just silently shrieking in pain

Noel, coming up behind Ocean during this, whispering in her ear: that’s gonna be you soon

Ocean isn’t nervous, though

She trusts Mischa!

Anyone else playing Proctor, though?

Nope

Before the whip came in, Mischa would take his belt off and threaten Ocean with it

But 3/4 times he couldn’t get the fucking thing off quick enough

Mischa: I’ll official y— Uh. Hang on. Sorry, just— fuck, this thing is on good. COME OFF!

He just starts fighting it

Meanwhile, Constance and Ocean are just there like 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

They decided to start using a stick instead (pre-whip era)

They call it the “Beating Stick”

Mischa accidentally hit Ocean with it once

Ocean folded like a goddamn chair

When Mischa gets the whip and is like “I’ll official you!” Ocean jumps on the WHOLE DINNER TABLE to get away from him and ends up flipping the entire thing

Ocean, hiding under the dinner table while Mischa prowls around with the whip: i feel this on a personal level

Mischa: W H A T

It’s method acting 😌

During Elizabeth’s arrest at the end of act 2, when everyone starts yelling at each other, Constance pushes Ocean behind her like she’s trying to keep her safe from the mayhem, and Ocean Almost Cried

You know what she DID cry at, though?

When Elizabeth is actually arrested

Ocean takes it WAY TOO PERSONALLY

She’s acting like Constance is actually getting arrested and put into jail for witchcraft 😭

Great acting, though

Mischa, to the director, about the arrest scene in act 2: Hey, so you know how Proctor is threatening everyone and is really angry?

The director: Yeah?

Mischa: Okay, so, hear me out. What if he had a gun?

The director:

So Mischa gets a gun

Unlike the whip, this one is fake!

But still

He feels so POWERFUL

Ricky has made it his personal mission to condition the actors into acting and staying in character through Anything, so he just does random shit in the wings during practice

Even the very emotional scenes

Mischa: l will bring you home! l will bring you soon!

Constance: Oh, John, bring me soon!

Mischa: I will fall like an ocean on that court! Fear nothing, Elizabeth.

Constance: I will fear nothing.

Ricky, in the wings: 🕺💃🕺💃🕺💃🕺💃🕺💃🕺💃🕺💃🕺💃🕺💃🕺💃🕺💃

Ocean is so short compared to Mischa that the scene between Mary and Proctor at the end of act 2 looks like the violent assault of an elementary school student

This is the scene

Mischa, holding Ocean by the throat: I could break you like a potato chip

Ocean: Do it then

Mischa fuckin FLINGS Ocean to the ground so hard there was this loud ass THUMP

A visual representation of what this would look like from an actual version of The Crucible online

(Side note: the version this comes from is fucking AMAZING. Mary is SO GOOD)

Okay, so, act 3? Ocean’s acting? HOLY SHIT

She puts her fucking SOUL into this performance

She cries so hard during act 3 that Mischa, who is with her most of the time, is genuinely concerned that she’s having some kind of episode

She keeps holding her head in her hands, curling up on herself to seem smaller, rocking back and forth, breathing shakily, whimpering and sobbing, and Mischa can’t tell if she’s just a really good actress or is in need of psychological assistance

(The answer is both)

She’s constantly being told to drink water afterward because she gets dehydrated from crying so much

There’s this one point in act 3 where Mischa and Noel are standing around Ocean because she started crying again, and they looked like her gay colonial parents

Ocean, to the director: Hey, so the script says, “They all watch as Abigail, out of her infinite charity, reaches out and draws the sobbing Mary to her, and then looks up to Danforth.” Does this mean that I get to be hugged by Penny?

The director: Yes, it does.

The director: Why are you crying??

At the very end of the play, they actually have an execution scene, where they pretend to hang Mischa with a harness and stuff

Noel: Did you guys hear about that one wardrobe malfunction during a school play?

Constance: No, what happened?

Noel: Well, they were doing a hanging scene, as we’re doing now, and apparently the harness broke or something because the kid started to actually hang. Nobody knew he was dead until after the scene because they just thought his struggling and stillness was just acting.

Penny: That sounds awful. Imagine getting into a school play and inviting your whole family to come watch you, and then you fucking die.

Ocean: His parents were probably out in the lobby with flowers afterwards, waiting to congratulate him, and then someone had to go out and tell them that not only he was dead, but they also watched him die without realizing it. Probably got videos of it and everything.

Noel: It gets worse. He was an understudy. The kid who was supposed to go on got sick and couldn’t perform, so this guy went on for him and died because of it.

Mischa, in a harness above them, about to be hanged: I’m feeling a little unsafe

THE KIDS IN COLONIAL OUTFITS

THE GIRLS IN COLONIAL DRESSES AND BONNETS!!!!!

#i got. a little carried away lol #i just fucking LOVE the crucible so goddamn much #ride the cyclone headcanons #rtc headcanons #rtc #ride the cyclone #ocean o’connell rosenberg #noel gruber #mischa bachinski #penny lamb #jane doe #ricky potts #constance blackwood

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penname-artist · 9 months

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Reymund Valentinas Brainrot

My brain currently fixated on this child again this morning and I want to fact-dump some more while he STILL doesn't have a debut fic, unlike his brother. >:(

-If you've ever wanted to get a clearer picture of the kind of life and relationships Apollo and Rey had, not just as siblings but in relation to their parents, just look at all of the flashbacks that Tahani has of her sister and herself in The Good Place. Envision that as Apollo. You'll see why he's always at ends with Rey.

-Reymund went through interesting phases through his childhood. Yes, he did have his major emo phase that Apollo checked out of, and that did have a hand in his music taste, but remember that he was also a stupidly affluent kid growing up, and everything he was into had to have a sense of tastefulness to it the likes a good aesthetic should have. What I'm saying is that his emo phase was less about grunge and more about marrying victorian goth to a Renessaince Depression.

-Since his breaking away from home and going full musical career, Rey's done some pretty impressive stuff for what was essentially a kid. Among those things was break out of a lot of previously daunting 'norms' of a successful musical artist, including the themes that reached his songs, which were almost exclusively never directly about romantic love.

-Ironically - and discovered completely by accident - Reymund and Jackson Storm are the same age, both born in the year 1991. Though, Rey is still quite a bit younger, given he was born on December 4th.

-When the name "Reyzor C" became big in the music industry, a lot of people were of course wondering what the C was there to stand for. They could make the connection of Reymund to Reyzor, but his last name was Valentinas; where's the C? Well it comes out of his middle name, Christian. Yup, his name is Reymund Christian Valentinas.

-He has aquired more music-note tattoos over the years in various locations along his body (or paint, depending on the style you use). However, most all of them are tiny, aside from his one main tattoo featured on his left outer thigh (or in the WoC, his left flank)

-You can tell the age of the albums he's created based on the length of his hair; when he started out, he had a very short asymmetrical cut going on. Over the years though, the left side of his hair has continuously been left to grow longer.

-Tell NOBODY that his nosering was inspired by Apollo getting a tongue piercing. He wanted one too and just didn't want to be called out for copying, so he just chose a piercing on a different part of the body and called it a day.

-Although Rey identifies securely as a cis male, his fashion sense is nigh short of Harry Styles levels of gender-fuckery. Heels? 100%. Flowing floral tops? You know it. Jewelry? Absolutely, the more the merrier. So long as it fits that aesthetic they're trying to capture, Reymund has enjoyed wearing a whole myriad of different styles.

-A lot of his more recent anxiety problems have been spiked further not just from the constant pressure to write specific genres of songs, but also because of the recent retirement of his absolute favorite makeup artist who's walked him through the mass majority of his weariness. Saga - who you might remember from here - has been a pillar in his career and personal life, and though she's no longer working now, they've remained in touch. (Funny how that circle comes around, ain't it?)

-Few times have Rey and Apollo actually seen eye-to-eye on matters, but when they do, it's a very heartwarming sibling moment. One of the most notable was Rey's first Pride Parade experience. He was really anxious the majority of the time, so Apollo (who'd gone with him for the sake of nerves) tried to comfort him in what ways he could, and ice cream seemed like a good bet. Vegan, of course, though. He knows his preferences. (side note I added the "I forgot about posting this for Pride until it was long after the month of Pride" comic strip OF this occurance)

-Ironically, you can almost always tell when they're standing next to each other that Apollo and Rey are siblings. They're the same height, the same hair color and usually same style, they're both thin and lanky, pale-skinned, their eye color is pretty close to one another (Rey's a little more green and Apollo's a little more hazel) and even a lot of their speaking tone and mannerisms are strikingly similar. It's a shame they've clashed so much over their lives, they could make an awesome duo business together.

M'kay that's my brainrot for now, danke for listening in because my God I wanna get this poor child off the ground and into a fic, and it's IN the process of being written, I'm just working on like 40+ WiPs again as per usual. But enjoy nonetheless!

#disney planes #disneyplanes #planes fire and rescue #disney planes 2 #Rey Valentinas #Reymund Valentinas #Reyzor C #apollo valentinas

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