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koifsssh · 10 months

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i feel like it's been long enough!

[ cw! scopophobia, blood, anatomical hearts, unreality, eyestrain! ]

i'll start this by saying it's been a long while since i was done with Rainy's page, and it's a little funny how it confused my friends, which is fine! that was intended! though, i did really like these pieces a lot, and i doubt anyone would go looking for them, so i will put them here!

i'll explain them too! (Well... not really... but my process at least!)

the first one i had ever done was this one!

i still quite like it, i was largely messing with filters, and making things visible enough where you can read them was a fun challenge! I think largely the making of his page was just me messing around artistically and seeing what i could do?

and of course, exploring writing!

the one thing i kick myself for is forgetting Rainy's bottom eyelashes... but this was fairly early into when i had made him, so i had not fully had him memorized... but still!

this one was fun too, all the little details towards Rainy's innerworkings makes me all giddy! I know! i put them there myself! but still!

honestly i might make some more, because making them was super cool!

I don't think anyone will find his video either, as it practically explains everything, and i do like secrets! So I suppose You'll have to go looking for it if you really want to know, i've already given you a clue just by sharing these really, (you don't have to though! I am merely teasing!)

Seriously though, once i am done with greasers i might make at least one more spooky post or something like that... maybe i'll animate it! who knows!

bwah!

#rainy dewdrop #welcome home oc #myart #spookies #lore? i suppose this is technically lore #haha i love lore #scratches that side of my brain thats a little unhinged #that's fine i suppose! i have much to do anyway!#well. not really... but i like to draw a lot anyways!#oh rainy #you little puppet

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lu-sn · 11 months

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Rank the VegasPete kisses 😈

suz i stg this ask is gonna get me super mega cancelled. when you find my mangled body in a decrepit alleyway tell my family i loved them

6. i love you, pete.

listen, no okay, LISTEN, put down your pitchforks, this is an s-tier kiss okay, i know!!!!! I KNOW BUT EVERY VEGASPETE KISS IS INSANE!!!! SOMETHING HAS TO BE AT THE BOTTOM

i did and still do think it's a lil cray cray of vegas to say he's in love with pete like ten days after dicking him down, but the blood-streaked mouths and vegas's devastated face as he pushes pete away afterwards sure do make up for it

5. you must suffer until i'm satisfied

the thing that gets me about this one is the total lack of artifice on vegas's part. despite every touch of his before this having been part of a long, cruel, twisted performance, this one is so gentle. so unassuming. a gift, more than anything else.

the conversation after is critical to their relationship, and i'm not sure pete would have wanted to open himself up like that without this kiss as proof of vegas's... sincerity? vegas isn't playing a game anymore — and pete can finally stop playing too.

4. psycho

head in hands!!! i can't believe this isn't in the top 3 someone send me to jail rn

i don't need to talk about this yall Know. third eye opened brain chemistry rewired brainrot permanently acquired "you like me like this" "i know exactly what i want" the way their hands paw at each other the way vegas smiles the way pete's KNEES GO WEAK I'M FOREVER SCREAMING

3. you're the most important person in my life

ugly sobbing in the gutter they trust each other they cherish each other they're going to work so hard to stay together they're coming together as EQUALS in the LIGHT AFTER THE STORM I'M—

it's the way they cradle each other's faces in their hands, okay. it's the unbearable tenderness, and it's the promises they're making to each other!!! that shit just gets me real bad 😭

2. (we only kiss people we like)

their entire sex scene is characterized by an unexpected, intense tenderness, and this last kiss is really the nail in the coffin for me. the way pete is leaning up into this, chasing vegas's mouth — the way vegas is so unbelievably soft as he presses himself into pete — the space they've carved out together in the darkness for this moment of startling intimacy — something has changed here, in both of them. and it's going to be their undoing.

1. i need you, pete.

I DON'T CARE IF YOU DISAGREE WITH ME I WILL DIE ON MY LITTLE HILL THIS IS THE BEST KISS IN THE ENTIRE SHOW. SCREENSHOTS DO NOT DO IT JUSTICE. vegas is TREMBLING into this kiss he is TERRIFIED he's made an awful awful mistake and he's about to lose the best thing he's ever had he is CLINGING TO PETE trying to press all of his monstrous love into pete's skin i'm so sorry i didn't mean it i need you i will worship you look at how gentle i can be with you? look at how desperately i want to cherish you please please pete don't leave me MY GOD I AM CHEWING ON THE WALLS IT HURTS SO GOOD

and pete is so vulnerable to this kind of touch. he's shaking too, he's gasping and sobbing and almost can't believe what he's about to do in return. pete intends for this to be their last kiss — and vegas has no idea.

#i'm feeling so insane about them rn #that's just the vegaspete effect #obligatory THAT'S MY OPINION disclaimer obv all of these are top notch superior #oh but i am right about the last one tho. like objectively correct #hehe thank u for the ask suz 💜#kinnporsche #vegaspete #pete saengtham #vegas theerapanyakul #mine: asks #rainy day asks

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nanfrost · 3 months

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A dive into Vertin's core aspect of her character and it's impact through the story: Part 1

This would be a character analysis with mix of speculations, headcannons and eventually just straight up heading to fanfiction levels territory, so if you were expecting a more cannon analysis, you have been warned.

With that said however, for those who are still interested, welcome to my insanity! This was something that I have been working with a friend of mine who you may or may not know as @acesw for the past week, and we are finally satisfied with it enough to post it! A lot of the ideas that are present in this came from them, while I offer my own interpretations and expanding on those very ideas through my writing. Without them, this analysis likely will have never come to fruition, so I can't be thankful enough for having them go on this journey with me, and also to just have as a good friend. Go check them out, they have really neat ideas and is a genuinely creative and artful person!

Now with that outta the way, time for the main event you are have been waiting for, our one and only beloved Timekeeper herself, and the emotional roller coaster that we have prepared for her. Please do enjoy.

Background context:

Vertin is an incredibly interesting and compelling character in many ways. Her ability to care for other people to a great extent whether she knows them for long or not. Her compassion for everyone around her, her empathy, her willingness to open her heart and listen to others when it matters. All these traits make up who Vertin is as a character and is a large part of why so many people fall in love with her and the story; to not only see more of her but to see where her story will go.

However, there is one part of her character that stands out the most to us, a core aspect of her character that makes up most, if not all her major decisions in the story up until this point, and will be the main subject of this entire analysis.

And that is Vertin's incredible sense of selflessness.

From going out of her way to save Regulus and not let her be forced to be taken in by the Foundation. Her attempts at getting through to Schneider, to understanding and showing her immense compassion even in the heat of moments. Choosing to stay behind in the Walden to fend off the Manus while the others escaped, and most crucial of all, her conscious decision to bury all her trauma inside herself to prevent others from worrying about her. Hell, even her entire motive and drive to seek the truth about the Storm and a way to stop it stems from her desire for freedom and the future of everyone.

All of this is in some way driven by Vertin's selfless nature, always prioritizing the sake of others above herself, to the point of risking her own life if it means she could protect those around her.

She's someone who will go out of her way to connect with others, even when knowing that the pain of losing them will never fade away, to give them comfort and help them if she can no matter what.

It is an incredibly beautiful part of what makes Vertin such a compelling, lovable, and admirable character and person, but at the same time, it also represents Vertin's biggest issue about herself.

That Vertin isn’t just selfless, she is selfless to a fault.

Vertin will prioritize saving everyone above herself, or rather, she would prioritize and save everyone but herself. For Vertin intrinsically has no sense of self-value nor self-worth; in other words, she has no self identity, for her entire life is valued based on other people, not herself. This can bring a lot of self-conflict, as well as possibly even harming others when reaching a point where every step taken is crucial.

And this serious of posts will detail and explore this aspect of her, its ramifications upon the character, and to not only show the ugliest and most painful parts of it, but to also show a path that Vertin might possibly take in the story to confront this part of herself somehow. In other words: welcome to Vertin's suffering builds character arc.

What can we tell from canon?

Where do we start seeing the decision making? We already start seeing them in the first 2 chapters. In summary:

Chapter 1 - Vertin continuously is left with decisions that she has to make on the fly, starting from deciding to try to see if Regulus can survive the storm and choosing to stay behind the Walden and risk getting harmed by the Manus Vindictae for the sake of her team as well as helping Schneider.

Chapter 2 - Vertin finds herself having to choose between keeping her silence and “joining” the Manus, and when she initially refuses, Arcana has her answer questions that bring unsatisfactory answers, leading her to harm Schneider. But when she does say she’ll join, she is first tasked and eventually manipulated to “kill” her.

Now, that’s all fine and dandy and does communicate that she is a very altruistic person and a selfless individual, but how is any of that bad or problematic? How does that correlate to her not having any sense of self-worth? Chapter 1’s ending is the first instance we get to see just how far Vertin’s selflessness goes, by her decision of staying behind to grant Sonetto and the others time to escape. Because of Vertin’s sacrificial play, Druvis and the majority of Manus didn’t pursue Sonetto's crew as aggressive as they would have, giving them time to properly make their runaway. Not only that, but both her and Schneider were kept alive, albeit captive.

There, Vertin’s selflessness is shown in a good light, being an admirable trait of hers that was crucial in progressing the story. This is the only instance in the story so far that has highlighted this trait of hers in a positive light, which is then contrasted by what happens in chapter 2.

Here, that aspect of hers that so far has been so boldly displayed as a good thing; saving Regulus and her team, is now flipped on its head, showing us that sometimes, being selfless simply isn't enough.

Vertin was put into a situation where she needed to make a choice, to either join Manus or reject their offer. When she chose the latter, Schneider was put into danger. And as each question Arcana asked piled on to her and the pressure started to rise further, Vertin went back on her words, choosing to stay with them.

This is so she could ensure Schneider’s survival, a selfless choice she makes for the sake of a person she had barely known. It was also here where Vertin’s naivety blinds her of the situation she was in.

That no matter what she chose, Schneider wasn't going to make it out of this.

Schneider had already betrayed them, but even before that, she never truly believed in them in the first place, only soaking up to them for her own personal goals. She was the one who lied to Manus about her identity, to pretend to play along with them until she bided her time, and now she was captured right in their hands.

It doesn’t take much for one to come to the conclusion that Schneider was a dead woman walking.

Yet, Vertin did not see this. For her view of the world even at this point was too naive, warped by her own perception and belief. A belief that by giving herself up, by throwing her own agency away will somehow lead to other people’s lives improving. That somehow, someway, by disregarding her own safety, the safety of others will be secured.

Vertin is living in a highly warped perception of the world, thinking and believing that if she alone suffers, no one else has to.

Green Oranges serves as a reality check to Vertin, albeit one that Vertin was unfortunately in too much emotional distress to properly realised.

However, it’s important to note that the game was rigged from the start. Regardless of what Vertin would have chosen, Schneider was going to “die” there either way. So although we witnessed the consequences of Vertin’s selfless choice, it would be unfair to call it her fault. So for now, this chapter only serves as a warning to Vertin.

That even if her selflessness is admirable and has paid the way to many good results, her complete lack of care for herself is not, and is leading her to believe in a false image of the world. A flaw that she will continue to neglect until it becomes far too late to remedy.

Chapter 3 and 4 are the harder ones to allocate, mostly because Vertin isn’t the main focus and rarely appears in the story at all except for flashbacks or dreams. But it still serves a very important role in giving us another facet of this character trait that Vertin exhibits.

That this selflessness of hers doesn’t just affect her, but also the relationships she has with the people around her, and specifically, her crew and Sonetto.

We were told that before Vertin was put to sleep, she had acted relatively the same as she always was, carrying out her duties until she was forced to be sedated and put into the coma we saw her at the start of Chapter 3. We knew that Vertin had set up plans in the form of Lilya and the bill she made with Madam Z, but this was something that wouldn’t be known by us or the other characters until much later.

For the entirety of her time spent before the events of 3 and 4, Vertin kept herself closed off, ensuring that she wouldn’t worry her new friends and even more so, Sonetto. But as a consequence, this results in nobody truly knowing what Vertin was thinking or trying to do prior to going comatose.

Sonetto, Vertin’s closest companion, someone who knows Vertin the longest and has been with her the most, wasn’t even privy to what Vertin’s plans were. She was left struggling to figure out what she should do to help Vertin, while also battling her own inner turmoil.

Druvis, Sotheby, Regulus, APPle, all of them were also victims of this. They had no idea what Vertin was planning, nor was even given any hints; they were left to their own devices and in turn, the influence of the Foundation. Vertin may have tried to help them by not getting them involved with the Foundation matters, but this ironically only led to them being drawn into the organisation because of their desire of wanting to help Vertin.

If Madam Z hadn’t come in to give Druvis the push she needed, Constantine likely would have gotten things to go her way. If it wasn’t for the collective efforts of Z and Vertin’s crew and so many others, Vertin likely wouldn’t have been freed.

These two chapters showcase the loyalty and trust that her friends have in Vertin, but it also highlights the issue of Vertin always trying to hide things away, to always keep herself emotionally closed. Even if she had good intentions, it still led to less than favourable outcomes that could have very well ended badly for all of them had things gone differently.

With that, we have gotten a rough understanding of Vertin’s character up until this point. Vertin’s selflessness can be an good thing to posses, but because of her disregard of her own well-being and her naive belief that only she needs to make sacrifices for the good of everyone, it is ultimately an unhealthy outlet for Vertin’s way of coping with her trauma. Not just internally, but externally as well.

From here on, I will be diving into my own personal headcanon of where the direction of the story might go, with the purpose of having Vertin’s character be pushed slowly towards a breaking point that will force her to confront this very part of herself, and perhaps, come out learning something from it all.

Speculation: Vertin’s breaking point

Before we get into it however, there is one thing that must be noted here so that the events that will transpire would make more sense.

That being how exactly could the story push Vertin’s character to her limit, when she herself is a naturally strong and composed person? It’s quite simple really, in fact, the answer was already given to us all the way back in Chapter 2.

Vertin’s one crucial weakness that even she might not even realise, that being her overwhelming compassion for those she cares about.

Throughout chapter 1 and 2, we have seen how Vertin deals with stress. How she is able to mentally process the situation around her in a logical and composed manner, allowing her to come to the best possible solution in a short time without letting her emotions run rampant.

And during her confrontation with Arcana, she continues to showcase her composure when faced with a difficult situation and choices. That is until Arcana began to shift her hostility towards Schneider, and we start to see the cracks forming at her surface.

Vertin is capable of dealing with high stress situations, however, when that situation involves other people, especially those she has come to know or care about, this mask of calmness starts to slip as she reveals how she truly feels.

That Vertin cares too much to see other people get hurt, knowing she can do something about it.

But this wasn’t enough, Vertin might be faltering, but she still tries to keep a calm level head, even when each question gets more and more personal for her. But it was okay, so long as she answered truthfully and picked their side, things will “somehow” work out.

This dream is then shattered by Arcana’s mission given to her; to kill the girl she had chosen to save by throwing her agency away.

Here, the mask falters even more as Vertin slips further into emotional distress. This is the rare time, and really one of the only times you get to see Vertin raise her voice, far from her monotone voice she always has. It was getting to her.

This is then exacerbated from her shooting Schneider. Even if it was not by choice, Vertin was still the one who pulled the trigger, the one that held the gun against Schneider, and the one that killed her; a girl who she had come to care a great deal about in such a short time.

Here, the mask completely falls as Vertin expresses just how much this breaks her heart. The only instance in the game where Vertin ever shed a tear for something or someone.

So it’s clear now that the biggest strength to her character that Vertin has; her love and compassion for others, is also her biggest weakness. A weakness that can be exploited and used to push Vertin past and even beyond her breaking point.

So let’s do just that.

The narrative will go like this: Vertin and her crew are tasked on an important mission of some kind, where they are given more control and permission to decide and do more so long as Vertin is the one making those choices. This puts Vertin into a position of power much higher than she usually assumes, which will first add a layer of stress over her as she carries out her mission.

Then, the story will sprinkle in a variety of different decisions that Vertin has to make, some big and some small. All of them have some kind of effect on the people around her or their situation. This further adds stress to the girl, now having to juggle the responsibilities of making the difficult choices and decisions that no one else can, because she was their leader, the one assigned to do the job.

At first, things do start to look better as her crew tries their best to assist her, and the situation starts to look more promising. It would be here where a wrench would be thrown, completely sending the whole mission into disarray.

Something completely unexpected occurs, causing chaos and mayhem to follow suit. Vertin tries to assert the situation and find a way to stabilise the people, her crew doing their best to help. However, in their task of ensuring the situation doesn’t derail any further, her crew subsequently split off from her, leaving the girl alone to her own devices.

Here, we begin the start of Vertin’s downfall.

Now without her crew or Sonetto’s help, Vertin is now forced into a situation where she needs to continuously make quick and decisive actions on the fly, all to ensure that things are kept as stable as possible. This leads to her going out and helping as many people as she can, trying to resolve as many issues as possible by herself so that others can focus on their safety.

However, not every situation can be resolved peacefully nor gracefully.

Gradually, Vertin is faced with more and more difficult choices, ones that require her to choose one side or the other with escalating stakes and tension. No matter what she chooses however, people still get hurt, lives are still put in danger. And Vertin, being the girl that she is, can’t bear to see it happen.

So she tries to find ways to choose both, to save both parties so long as she can help it. Even if it meant having to risk her own safety, Vertin cannot bear to choose one and let the others perish. She can’t allow that to happen.

So she gives herself up to the task of saving people. To abandon her own safety and subsequently her own agency in order to ensure that others will live. So that everyone can make it out even if she doesn’t.

If only she is the casualty in all this, it is the result that Vertin can accept, a result that Vertin can be at peace with.

What she doesn’t realise, or perhaps she isn’t willing to see is that she’s forcing herself into a corner. By placing so much emphasis on saving, by abandoning her own safety and subsequently her own position of power, Vertin has left a chain of command with no real leader, and the situation starts falling into chaos.

But she can’t see it, Vertin isn’t able to recognize this because she’s so intensely focused on the people around her who are suffering right that moment. Her composure is slipping, as she watches as people’s lives are being destroyed and perished rapidly before her eyes, and she can’t seem to make it better no matter how far she keeps going. This only furthers her careless act of selflessness, forgoing more and more of her own life until it was the last thing on her mind.

Eventually, things reach a boiling point where Vertin, alone, is faced with an obstacle that directly threatens her life and countless others. She now faces a choice, whether to prioritise her own safety over the lives of dozens of people, some strangers, some whose faces have grown familiar to her, or throw her life away again with the blinding hope that things will work out.

If she chooses to run, choose to save herself, Vertin can never live with herself. For a girl like her, who has made it her life to save anyone she can, and so running away can never be an option for her. So naturally, without a second thought, Vertin chooses to throw her life away in exchange of saving everyone’s lives.

A decision that will haunt the girl for the rest of her life.

By the time Vertin awakes, she finds that she is still alive, unscathed at that. But only a moment passes before Vertin notices the countless bodies of those that died, and the destruction that was wrought about around her. At first, she was confused, then the memories started to flood in.

The memories of the moment she chose to throw her life away, chose to give herself up for the sake of others. And in that instance, someone did the same for her, pushing her out of death’s way as they sacrificed themselves for her. Someone she personally knew and cared about.

In the end, Vertin faces the result of her sacrifice; nothing but lifeless corpses, an utter wasteland filled with bodies with no souls left in them; and she alone survives.

But she might as well be dead, life completely leaving her quickly dulling eyes, a single thought consuming her mind.

This was her fault.

She chose to give her life away, to disregard her own leadership, her role and her worth all for the sake of others.

Because she was too selfless, too kind to ever let herself bear the guilt and burden of letting innocent people die when she could have saved them. And she thought that by sacrificing herself, she can do just that.

She never accounted for the fact that someone would save her.

That someone would prioritise her life over countless others, to choose to sacrifice themselves for someone like her. To give their life for Vertin.

Vertin kneels, her arms and hands shaking as her eyes froze still. She can’t bear to look at the scene before her, her stomach rising to her chest.

For she has finally seen the reality of the world around her, finally acknowledges something she has willingly and selfishly ignored for all this time.

Vertin has always had some level of survivor's guilt within her. Starting from the breakaway incident, Vertin had likely always felt how unfair and cruel it was that only she got to live, when she was the one that was responsible for leading them here.

Sure, the kids went with her because they desired the same thing, but it was she who led them, she who gave them the spark of desire to want to venture out, and because of her, they were all gone.

Vertin has been carrying that guilt ever since, always masking it under layers and layers of self-imposed composure; a way to protect herself from the pain of the past, but as a way to stop people from getting too close to her, because she is afraid that something similar might happen again if that was the case. That if she were to let people know her, to get to care about her, that they too will suffer because of their involvements with her.

But Vertin was too kind, too good, too compassionate. Even when she emotionally distances herself from others, people still flock to her because they see just how kind she is.

Because even when she doesn’t show it, the girl cared enough to go out of her way to save them, so of course they would be grateful to her, of course they would feel immense gratitude and appreciation for her. Of course they would choose her as their leader and follow her.

And of course, one of them would throw their life away to save hers.

Vertin had abandoned all self-importance or self-value, believing that she, the lone survivor of a terrible tragedy, the one who shouldn’t have lived for the sins that she had committed; deserved no such thing. That someone like her should not dare to believe she had value, when all she had done was cause death to those she cared about. That was what she had believed in, what she had convinced herself to believe in.

Because of that, she ignored the signs. She ignored the warnings given to her by others, the warning that if she keeps going down this path of self-annihilation, that eventually she will be met with a fate much worse than death.

In her selfless attempt to save everyone and everything, she had selfishly taken away the people’s chance to save her. To save the girl who had suffered far too much and who had helped even more, even when she can’t see past her own warped perception of herself.

And now she is facing the consequences of that. She is now looking at the results of her blindness, the carnage that was her willful ignorance to herself and to others, and the irony of being the only one left alive through it all once more.

In the past, she was an unwilling player on a chess board designed for her to lose. Now, she was the girl who gave up her own King for the all her pieces, and in return, she lost everything.

Vertin facing this, her composure long since lost, finally breaks.

She slumps onto the floor, her body and mind utterly overwhelmed with every facet of emotions she could conjure within the darkest pit of her stomach, all while drenched in the blood of the people she was supposed to save.

The blood of people who knew her, who admired and respected her, who cared for her, who saw her as a friend, who saw her as family. All of them suffered at her hands, at her own selfish choice to forsake her life because she saw no other way; because she perceived that there was no other way.

And she can't bear all that guilt. All the pain and unprocessed trauma she had buried inside her now finally comes bubbling out of her, completely suffocating the girl. That lack of self-value that she harbours now replaced with unending resentment and pure unbridled self-hatred. Something she had always carried inside her that only got worse over time, and now, it finally had an excuse to be let out.

An existence that had done nothing but wrought pain and death to everyone it ever cared about. An existence that so readily throws its life away at the slightest of inconvenience, never caring about what others think about them, for they were too blinded in their own suicidal nature to ever think that they deserved to be cared about.

Vertin truly believes that she does not deserve to be cared about. She truly believes that she is the worst of the worst, an willfully ignorant murderer, so blinded by their own vision of the world that they refuse to see the reality as what it is. And now, they're paying their just price for it, a price they should have paid long ago.

Vertin knew better than anyone, that she was nothing but a murderer.

Part 2

#reverse 1999 #re1999 #r1999 #vertin #writing #speculation #borderline fanfiction #speculative fiction #angst #extreme angst #vertin's one long tiring day #oh Vertin my sweet rainy child #suffering builds so much character #oh god this is too much suffering for one sweet girl to go through #unhealthy way of coping with trauma #even more trauma #it gets dark very quickly #alternative timeline #headcannons

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rainy-day-squid · 2 years

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(Twitter link) Triple Baka Agents !!!

#splatoon #agent 4 #agent 3 #agent 8 #rainy post #my art #oh btw if you see my posts in game lemme know! ^^

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wintercoatkiszka · 7 months

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Waking Up Too Early

The soothing sound of rain is what woke you from a comfortable sleep and it’s what almost put you back to sleep. Inhaling the clean air deeply, you roll over to snuggle closer to your partner Jake, but you find his eyes watching you carefully. “Well look who finally decided to wake up,” He comments softly, reaching up to run his hand through your hair.

“You weren’t going to tell me that my favorite weather is going on right now? What if I had missed it?” You ask sleepily, faking a hurt expression and pressing a hand to your chest.

“Well, as a wise man once told me ‘We could close the curtains and pretend that there’s no world outside’” Jake counters, pulling you against his warm body.

“How dare you use Jack Johnson against me. Come on, let’s go enjoy this weather.” You pull yourself out of Jake’s protesting arms and the cozy bed, shivering as your feet hit the floor. You quickly stretch out your back, and pull on an oversized hoodie before running down the stairs like a kid on Christmas morning to see how hard it is actually raining outside.

The rain has always been one of your favorite types of weather because of how rarely it happened when you were growing up. Your mom always made a huge deal over any amount of rain, but especially days like this where no sun peeks through the thick dark clouds and the rumble of thunder in the distance reminds people that it’s okay to spend a day at home in their comfy clothes. You would slip on your bright yellow rain boots and your mom would slip on her black and white polka dotted ones and you’d go splash in the biggest puddles you could find, letting yourselves get soaked for hours until your stomachs would remind you that it was time for lunch. Your mom would cook up something warm, usually soup, while you’d change into your fluffiest pajamas in the laundry room, leaving your wet clothes to dry over the clothes line that only really got used for that one purpose. After lunch, it was an afternoon of movies or books and, before you knew it, your dad was home with some sort of treat to commemorate the occasion.

“Jake! Don’t you want to come splash in puddles with me?” You call up the stairs, rooting through your overstuffed coat closet to find the pair of rain boots that your mom got you when you moved out for college. You finally find them and pull them out with a huge grin on your face to find Jake standing just on the other side of the door, shaking his head down at you.

“Anything for you my love,” He says with a sigh, pulling on his Birks and opening the front door. You run out to find yourself in a proper rainstorm and, by the time you turn around to see if Jake was following you, your hair was already soaked and clinging to your face in strips. Letting out a loud laugh as you watch your partner trudge out from the cover of your front porch, you run towards the street where a nice stream of water is heading steadily towards the storm drain. With one last leap off the curb, you land squarely in the middle of the stream, sending a wave of water up your legs and on to the front of Jake’s pants, who had suddenly appeared behind you.

“See, isn’t this fun?” You ask, planting a kiss on his cheek. He wipes the look of shock off of his face and replaces it with a determination that you don’t often see, nodding slowly as he eyes the water surrounding you. He lands on a sizable puddle and then glances back at you before taking a huge jump and splashing your right side.

The next few hours are spent just like this, jumping from puddle to puddle, seeing who can get the bigger splash, muddier splash, who can find the coldest puddle and occasionally running out of the way when one or two cars drive past, changing the topography of puddles for your use. By the end of it all, both of you are shivering and the rain still looks like it is going strong. “How about I make us some brunch and you get warmed up little lady?” Jake suggests, pulling you in for a hug. “You’re shaking like one of those little dogs and I don’t particularly want hypothermia today.”

You take a quick shower to reestablish the feelings in your fingers and toes and then wrap up in the coziest lounge set you can find before relieving Jake from the stove and sending him to do the same. He’s got eggs and sausage in a pan, something sweet in the oven and there’s a bottle of champagne begging to be opened and used for mimosas on the counter and a short twenty minutes later, you’ve got a lovely brunch spread set up on the table as Jake descends, taking a deep breath of the lovely kitchen smells.

“I’m an amazing cook, aren’t I?” He asks boastfully, puffing his chest up slightly as you just sit and laugh.

“I don’t know. Sammy probably still has you beat. And Josh does make a mean sourdough loaf. Oh, don’t even get me started on your mom’s cooking. An-”

“Ok, ok I get it. The Kiszka’s are amazing cooks. But come on, this is pretty great, huh?” He takes a seat next you you and plucks a strawberry out of the bowl you’d placed near where you were sitting and pops it into his mouth.

“You’re pretty great,” You respond, pulling a plate in front of you and loading it up with warm breakfast foods. ‘Now can we eat? I’m starving.”

Unfortunately, a big, beautiful, home cooked breakfast comes along with big, not so beautiful piles of dishes that have to get done before the pancake mix or syrup or egg remains dry on them and are impossible to get off. So, you and Jake crank your favorite classic rock playlist and get to work scrubbing and washing and drying and putting away. It’s a comfortable silence that the two of you work in and whenever your hand happens to brush his as you take a dish to dry or when he puts his hands on your hips to move behind you, the electric shocks that run through your body and get your heart pounding remind you of why you fell in love with him in the first place. He looks so perfect with everything he does, but in these little moments of domesticity, you can really see yourself spending the rest of your life with Jake, growing old and still standing next to each other to do the dishes. You can’t help the smile that warms your cheeks and Jake looks up with a puzzled look on his face. “What?” He asks, your infectious smile growing on his face as well.

“I just love you. That’s all,” You say, putting the last dish in the cupboard and closing the distance between you and Jake to give him a hug. He wraps his arms around you and rests his cheek on the top of your head, both of you with closed eyes, relishing in the warmth and safety of the moment. You pull away slowly and he runs his fingers up and down your back and then takes your hands in his, rubbing circles on the back of your palms. “I love you too.”

Shortly thereafter, you’ve wrapped up in a blanket on your couch with a book in your hands and a steaming cup of tea on the side table behind your head. Jake’s run off for the moment and you’ve become fully immersed in the plot of the latest cheesy thriller you found at a local bookstore. You figured out who the killer was as soon as the main detective described him as new to town but popular with the locals and you’re just waiting to figure out if they'll fall in love before she arrests him. A shadow suddenly comes over the page you’re on and you look up from your cocoon to find Jake standing in front of the couch, looking at the cushion that your legs are resting on.

“Can I help you?” You ask innocently, blinking up at him as a little half smile, your favorite, appears on his face.

“There seems to be something in my spot and I thought it would be kind to ask if you’d move it before I’m forced to squeeze in anyways,” He says gesturing with his guitar. He doesn’t really give you time to respond before lifting your feet anyways, sitting down and replacing them in one fluid movement.

“Sure Jake, go ahead,” You respond as he laughs, shifting around until you’re both comfortable, legs overlapping under the blanket and a calm quiet retakes the house. Jake begins strumming on his guitar, chords that you’ve heard him working on all week, trying to get them in the right order. They’re beautiful and definitely belong together, but he has yet to find how, and he begins humming under his breath to figure it out. He knits his brows together as he misses the chord the first time and then tries again and you watch the gears in his mind whirring; you can tell that he knows he’s close.

Then he finds it. You’re on the second to last page of the chapter and had decided that you would distract Jake by offering a movie or asking to order take out if he didn’t work out the chords by the time you finished reading because he would work for days if you didn’t remind him to take a break, but the melody sings through your ears before you can even finish your sentence. “Jake, that’s it!” You exclaim, a look of pride on your face. He smiles up at you and nods.

“You think so?” He asks, strumming it again and paying close attention to how the notes blend together. “Yeah, I think you’re right, love.” He looks out the window and lets out a soft laugh. “And I think the rain finally stopped.” In the time that you spent tangled together on the couch, not only had the rain stopped, but the sun had set and a cool evening set it. “How about we get some dinner? I’m feeling Thai.”

“That sounds incredible,” You reply, your stomach growling loudly. “But only if you can do it right from this couch. While I put on a cheesy rom-com." You readjust into his arms and he holds you tight while you turn on a favorite of you both. Not a bad way to spend a rainy day.

#gvf fanfiction #flufftober 2023 #jake kiszka #greta van fleet #jake kiszka x reader #rainy day #puddles and cuddles oh my!

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koifsssh · 10 months

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The Greaser Au!

(oh goodie! it's here!)

bwah, where to start?

long, long, long rambles below! (Beware!)

Wally! I'll start with Wally!

As you can imagine, Wally is the little leader of the group! Promptly dubbed after his last name, "The Darlings"! (how darling they are indeed!)

Wally had grown a fascination with the trend, though he didn't quite understand the need to act so tough and mean, so he decided to make his own group! (with the help of Barnaby!)

Motorcycles, catchy tunes, being free on the road is something everyone should enjoy! So who cares if you're big or small, or if you like the color pink? Anyone can be a greaser as long as they got a jacket and a bike to go along with it!

At least, that what he believes anyway!

Speaking of a certain beagle...

Barnaby!

Barnaby of course wanted to join in on the fun, and he very publicly advertised Wally's gang at his little comedy nights! (It did catch a certain blonde's attention!)

it did garner attention, with the way the beagle so affectionately told of Wally's endearingly comedic actions from their day to day life. Barnaby also helped Wally organize the entire set up, helping him get paint and base jackets for the painter to personalize! (He also suggested Poppy's diner as a hangout spot! He had it all thought out!)

Plus, it made his best friend happy! Who could ask for more? Well... maybe Barnaby would ask for a hotdog or two.

Julie!

Julie is a seasoned hair stylist! She owns her own hair salon! She's excellent at her job, however more often than not she gets a unpleasant customer.

Stress can pile up unfortunately, and when she attended a comedy show one evening she couldn't help but be ecstatic at such an idea of being free on the road. It felt like the perfect destresser!

Talking on the phone with Frank was great and all, but nothing compares to feeling the rush of wind in her hair... So she jumped at such an opportunity! And of course, Julie doesn't go anywhere without a certain frowny bookworm!

Frank!

Frank is an entomologist! (and a part-time librarian during the summertime!) A dream job really, but every dream comes with its hurdles! Similar to Julie, Frank found themself stressed. Usually books were able to decompress them, but lately they've been growing frustrated, the one thing they hate the most is incompetent writing!

It took a lot of convincing to get Frank to even consider the idea of being a greaser, let alone get on a motorcycle... but Julie can be very insistent when she wishes to be! Not even a week passed before they begged Julie to stop her nagging, but in exchange they had to at least go with her once on a motorcycle...

how mortifying.

However! the thrill of being on the open road at a high speed was something they never knew they needed! Needless to say, after that, they were hooked!

Sally!

Sally was the last member to join! and she took her spot quite quickly!

Sally had been in Poppy's diner when she saw The Darling's walk in, she was in awe! Colorful motorcycles? Matching jackets? They all looked marvelous! The star couldn't help herself when she walked up to them, simply starstruck at such a group!

They all looked to be having such fun... she wanted to take part!

When Sally asked if there was a spot left for her, Wally softly smiled at her and stated, "Anyone and everyone can join!"

She was content that day, and from then on, it really was the best group of friends she could ever ask for!

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whew! im done!

(this is my second time typing this... i had lost it all the first time. bwah. but it's here!!!)

im quite happy how everything turned out! I think i'll use this as a master post of sorts, just so you don't have to dig through my stuff just to find anything specific!

I'll leave Poppy's & Howdy's explanations here! (Just know those designs are old! All the designs in this post are the ones i will be using!)

Poppy's Diner!

additionally! I will give you everyone's closeups!

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onejellyfishplease · 7 months

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I can't believe I haven't asked yet, but may I join the Mosquitello cult? (Also is it ok to send this many asks?)

You??? In the Mosquitello cult???

Please!! you practically made the thing!

i mean,,, look at this:

That's your name up there is it not? the catalyst for the first utterance of the cults name?

Forget just 'joining the cult', you're a High Priestess now!

Boom. it's done.

This is you now

Introducing the High Priestess of the Cult of Mosquitello! Lamps!!!

you have the glowy-est necklace short of Mosquitello himself! (id say you found a pretty good lamp)

#oh and the asks #i love them!!!#keep them coming!!#its gotten to the point where i cant answer them all #which is at the same time really cool and really sad #but some of them im saving for a rainy day #mosquitello #rottmnt #searchingforthelamps #asks

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random-human-being2311 · 3 months

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there is just something so beautiful about songs about the joy you get from such mundane things.

like singing about how the weather's sunny or the weather's rainy but in a way so heartfelt and uplifting the song stays with you, close to your heart for years to come even if you don't know its name

like singing about how much you love your best friends. not because they recently did something that particularly amazes you but just appreciating them being there for you and just generally genuinely making you happy

the most mundane everyday things can become the most meaningful and heartfelt and it's probably just because I'm aroace but I feel that they're so much more genuine than songs about how happy you are because you and your romantic partner got back together or something

i remember seeing a youtube comment a short while back that was along the lines of "I know that usually it's only love songs that are meaningful but this song is the exception" and just thinking dear god how sad must this person's life be if they can't find beauty in anything other than something to do with love. Have you never just stared at a bird perched in a tree singing? Never seen a painting so full of colours that compliment each other in such a way that they each make the others look brighter but it never becomes a clashing over-the-top mess but a harmony of rainbows? Never just eaten a really good meal?

I would trade a thousand shallow, boring, generic songs about romance or heartbreak in exchange for one song about the beauty in the mundane things we take for granted.

#aroace #ace #aro #aromantic #asexual #yes this was originally about the beatles how could you tell #but don't think this was ever intended to be EXCLUSIVELY about them #I just first had this thought when listening to Here Comes The Sun and Mr Blue Sky and Friends Will Be Friends #that one commenter ALONE drove me to make this how the heck could you think that love songs are automatically the most meaningful like tf??#I just don't understand it at all in any way #my whole life I've thought they're the most shallow and meaningless and repetitive #honestly though for my whole life I've been very obviously aroace even if I didn't know it so take that with a grain of salt #oh also shoutout to the beatles song Rain #it's a personal favourite of mine because I'm a weirdo (/affectionate) who likes rainy weather #so just hearing a song about rain where it's happy and the rain is a positive thing is just like damn this song was designed for me #I mean even if it weren't for that I'd probably still love Rain because it's a bop #dear god I need to stop putting so many tags on everything #the beatles #queen band #electric light orchestra #yes i know the irony of making a post about how there are things much better than love songs and then tagging the beatles #I may be autistic but I'm not THAT bad at picking up on social cues #ok that was a lie I AM that bad #but this one specific time I'm not #that one's ramblings

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c-kiddo · 10 months

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watched one of those vry melodramatic (im sorryy ok its just spoken too dramatically for me lol) cr analysis videos with no expectations but actually interesting take in one about caduceus and how he is kind and respectful and a caretaker as like , core values, but underneath is also so angry at the injustices he encounters once he has actually left his home. and i just think that is interesting and a different (but accurate) way of thinking about his reaction to things. like, finding out what ikithon did, fjord being killed before his purpose was fulfilled, innocent people getting hurt in more powerful peoples (eg: the dynasty and empires) conflicts etc, all times when he got so quietly angry . v cool read of the character 2 me

#kiddo say #cads arc is subtle and soooooo good love it sm #you got me this time dramatic youtube dnd guy #also lads i went back to th iron shepherds arc in my relistening to cr2. i may act silly #i love that arc sm its comfort arc in a weird way #so sad and rainy and dark grey blue again #ALSO matts initial description of the grove is so scary i looove it. like oh this is a horror situation .#bc techinically ik theres 3 fences getting swallowed by the forest but hearing the first description is soo good. he describes the grove as #being 'crushed' in by the forest around it . love that. the claustrophobia of it all .

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gunthermunch · 1 year

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[Transcript under the cut]

Elsa: see what i mean? corny. Lucas: i don't know, it's kinda cute Pierce: wanna know who got some invites? Max: shut up… Elsa and Lucas: …Max?? Elsa: please tell me you were nice Max: god, it's just some girl and she got the fastest fuck no of her life Pierce: i think i saw her cry Lucas: wow Max: who cares Max: there's more for me to be worried about than… prom. Pierce: mouthing) tell him?? Lucas: OH- um. yeah i- i agree. aha.

Baby Lucas: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HAHA!! Baby Lucas: hey try not to move that much! you're gonna make us fall!! Baby Max: ME?? YOU ARE THE ONE TRYING TO KILL US!!! Baby Lucas: we're gonna be okayy don't worry! relax! Baby Max: scoffs show of… Baby Max: oh crap. CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR Baby Lucas: UH OH. HOLD ON TIGHT I'VE GOT THIS!! Baby Max: WHAT??!!- Elsa: Max. Max: i'm awake. Elsa sighs Max: class is over? Elsa: yeah, you got an A on yesterday's test. Congratulations. Max: i… passed? Elsa: you did so well Ms. Coombes almost had a heart attack Elsa: …you don't seem happy. Elsa: let's get some lunch, Lucas is euphoric over something he wants to tell us

Max: say that again Lucas: i said, i'm moving to Henford on Bagley as soon as we graduate! Elsa: i don't know know… are we sure Mila said yes? for real? independency isnt easy. Pierce: he'll do great, you never saw him working on the farm Elsa: not what i mean… Lucas: hey, come back to earth Lucas: sorry i didn't wake you up, by the way. you seemed to be having a nice dream Lucas: …well, what do you think? i'll try to visit while you're in college! Max: it's great, Lucas. Max: i'm… very happy for you.

#OH HI OMINOUS DREAM SEQUENCE its not over btw there is something else to this dream #ts4 #munch #lucas munch #max villareal #elsa bjergsen #pierce delgato #rainy school day..

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ofmdee · 7 months

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i'm back, babeeeeeeeeey!!!! hitting randomize in CAS shouldn't be nearly as exciting as it is, lol, but thank u geneticized stuff, binned unnatural hair, and default replacements i owe you my life

also @pooklet because damn i would not have had the motivation to do this w/o them 😂

#mine #ts2 #sims 2 #the sims 2 #sims #gif #anyway it's cold and rainy but i have my heat pad on under my blanket #and im a little Stoned #and im just gonna........ work on ts2 stuff for now #so excited to decorate my own neighborhood again!!!#the body shapes might be the most jarring thing #coming from ts4 back to ts2 like lol #damn #and i dont love to fuck w custom body shapes #but idk i might start #OH also ts2 loads in about 18 minutes w 10 gb of cc!!!#we are KILLING IT w this new computer #sim gifs

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