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poetryforplebs · 1 year

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spanish class

when i was sixteen my brother and i took a spanish class

it was at the local community college. he joined in because i was there, or maybe i joined the class because he was, but the fact of the matter stood was that we were together.

we sat next to each other sometimes, mostly next to two sisters — one in her twenties, one in her thirties we would work together, and understood each other as families often do.

(meaning that— our souls are attached by tin can telephone strings. we can’t cut them without losing the sound of our own voice)

the class was fun.

my brother was smart. i had only to turn to him, ask him a question, and he would explain it to me i tried not to ask him too many questions. i was already his kid sister. i had to be smart, had to keep up with him. i had to earn my place.

(do little sisters ever earn their place?)

at the end of the semester, the class was split into two groups: girls versus boys, boys versus girls. we had to do a pop oral quiz and it came down to the two of us

i can’t remember the question, only that it was asked and there was silence, expectation. his brow furrowed. i waited.

time passed slowly.

light entered his eyes now was the chance to throw in the towel but not make it easy

i had to time this perfectly but my tongue was too quick

i opened my mouth—

[applause]

he turned to me, after class walking back to the car

“that wasn’t fair,” he told me

“it wasn’t,” i agreed readily

“you didn’t really win”

“i didn’t”

he wanted to go on, but he couldn’t not when i agreed with him so he kept his words to himself, the injustice of losing an unfair fight

i had done what i was supposed to. he wanted to win, but win well. i couldn’t throw in the towel, pretend to be stupid. i couldn’t let him win that way. i had to actually try and then he could win, because he was smart and he deserved it. i had things going for me; all pretty girls do. boys need the help.

i won by accident, and unfairly, and agreed with him when that was the case. i shouldn’t have won.

but i wonder too, if my younger sister had won if i would have turned around and told her that she didn’t deserve it.

i like to think that i would just accept it but then again, i would probably throw in the towel for her because she’s my little sister.

now i pause in my past. maybe that’s what he did. did he throw in the towel for me, many times? how many times? maybe this time he actually tried not to. maybe that’s what was upsetting: that the whole world would become just as small as our childhood home.

we never took a class together again.

#Stell #after writing this poem I realized some ugly truths about myself #that aren’t aligned with how I framed this #I did want to win. Why else would I try to?#why couldn’t I let him have it #and I have completed against my sister #when have I ever let her win? when have I ever not corrected her pronunciation?#now that we’re older i do it when she asks #and edit her letters to take out the misspellings #but as a child? I was unkind #so yeah this poem helped me realize that I wasn’t as passive as I thought I was #passive aggressive maybe #And I can see why my siblings were often angry #maybe I’ll write another poem like this that has more of the taste of truth to it #but I’ve wanted to write this for a while now and it is done #though it may not be true now it was what I wanted to say

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equill · 26 days

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Another Otsutsuki?!

we’re messing up the timeline for this one. (I lost this crack idea but then it came back… the abyss stare back and I jumped in.)

anyways, now some kids meeting the new kid

Panel 1: There’s something wrong here.

Comic 1: Attention.

they’re both in the same boat

Comic 2: Day Off (with confusion.)

he just a little insecure,, (kakashi still told him to get it together)

back to the future now

Comic 3: What. (huh?)

Panel 2: very tiny.

#naruto #naruto fanart #kakashi hatake #obito uchiha #rin nohara #toneri otsutsuki #fanart #art #my art #sketch #drawing #digital art #creating silly posts pumps my brain #kid obito had immediately had distrust of the new kid #and couldn’t even explain why so he stood there glaring #obito looks at kakashi 20 years later after Toneri admits defeat with “I TOLD you he’s was weird“#kakashi after getting back to earth promptly puts obito in jail #ALSO when I saw Toneri for the first time his design is so neat!#I haven’t watched the movie so I read the description of the guy to have an idea of him #what I got is that Toneri is unhinged too ANYWAYS moving on #Toneri ends up noticing Kakashi white chakra and follows him with curiosity #Kakashi’s ends up choosing not to be jerk lets him stick around as long as he isn’t in the way #toneri takes a bit of insult because even if he’s missing eyes he’s definitely not weak #so showing some skills without destroying his disguise he ends up impressing kakashi #while kakashi talks with him and offering advice and asking him if he wants yo try anything else #he doesn’t know but Toneri immediately in his mind claims kakashi has his #this post could’ve absolutely gone from silly to psychological horror #like real quick haha #imagine the joke was just kakashi going through more issues 😭 the punchline is that there isn’t one

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sableeira · 30 days

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Was the reason why Shibusawa’s ability didn’t really effect Fyodor because it would have created a singularity? Because if Fyodor’s ability kills him while they are split into two beings that would be a pretty bad situation for him.

#dante said something about how Fyodor could create a singularity by killing himself which is pretty interesting #and that led me to think about dead apple because I could never really wrap my head around that part #it still wouldn’t explain why exactly it effect him in a different way #maybe he is just that in tune with his ability #but this definitely would be a meta explanation why asagiri couldn’t have let Fyodor fight against his own ability #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd spoilers #bsd 114.5 #bsd fyodor

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twistedappletree · 11 months

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Big headcanon that Lan Xichen adored baby A-Yuan when Lan Wangji brought him to the Cloud Recesses.

Big headcanon that he adored him so much, LWJ actually had to stop his brother from spoiling him because he wanted A-Yuan to be equal and have the same experience as the other Lan juniors so there wasn’t any favoritism/jealousy or bullying against him.

Big headcanon that Lan Xichen found more practical ways to spoil him because he saw how smart and fast-learning little A-Yuan was and always made sure he had the tools and resources to excel in his studies and cultivation.

#mdzs #the untamed #lan wangji #lan sizhui #lan xichen #a yuan #zewu jun #hanguang jun #cloud recesses #mo dao zu shi #idc if it sounds ridiculous LET ME HAVE THIS ONE HC PLS #🥺🥺🥺🥺#mdzs headcanons #idk I just can’t fathom LXC being able to resist a-yuans cuteness LMFAO #bc I know I sure the fuck couldn’t ?????#this is why I love writing the twin jades in my ZhuiLing fics with this dynamic tho #I really don’t HC that LWJ would give special treatment to a-yuan for his own sake #like not in a mean way he just wants him to succeed and thrive as a Lan yknow?#and LXC secretly trying to spoil him is just goddamn funny and cute AKDJAKJD #lan yuan #and yes this is lowkey me thinking about the fic I just posted with LXC buying a-yuan treats at the festival 🥺🥺🥺#twin jades #twin jades of gusu #both of them care about little a-yuan in their own way and I just love it sm OKAY

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ohitslen · 1 year

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Part two of the thing and uuh also final one

Of this interaction. Because this is far from all I can give, my brain almost imploded from all the ideas

#after some very heated talks between the two brothers Vash said he would leave the house for a good time #suggesting they both needed time apart and Vash needed to learn how to live without Kni #very reluctantly Kni agreed (even if he didn’t V would have done it anyways) with the single condition of letting him know the general #details about his livings. the adress. who he was living with if he decided to room with someone and at least their phone number in case #of an emergency. Vash agreed to this and put the limit there bc Kni wanted to know more but he said no I won’t tell you about their life tf #WW who is comfortable living at the orphanage doesn’t find convenient commuting for over 2 hours everyday to get there #so he is looking for a place to stay. Vash mentioned wanting to share a rental home w someone to split the spendings #and so the stars aligned and they were already planning their moving four days after meeting each other #because that’s Vashwood for you #imagine the delight of being either WW or Kni and finding out about each other thanks to Vash again #neither of them want to tell Vash about what they think of each ither. Kni to keep some sort of face and ‘peace’ with his brother #and WW doesn’t want to leave a bad impression saying he was the cause that the brother of the guy he was planning to live with couldn’t see #with his right eye for a whole week. so they hate their guts and Vash doesn’t know the why though he can grasp a general idea.#but he always hits bullseye making both WW and Kni glance at each other silently with their eyes saying #“DID YOU TELL HIM?’’ ‘’DID-YOU-TELL HIM??’’#trigun #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #trigun stampede #vashwood #trigun fanart #vash #wolfwood #nicholas trigun #nai saverem #millions knives #Trigun Uni! AU #lenssi draws

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kinokoshoujoart · 9 months

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the sos awl development team really looked at rock and said “even if we could fix him (we can’t) he would never agree to it, carry on king”

#and i’m eternally grateful they responded this way #my odd worldview king has every possible brain disease and disorder and he’s perfect just the way he is #cora clownposting content #sos awl #multiple interviews stress that rock was left unchanged because he was always a fucking weirdo and will remain so eternally #i also love that they use the same logic i do. sorry couldn’t redesign him he wouldn’t let us. sorry rock insisted on being drawn this way #what? just change his personality? sorry our hands are tied because he would not fucking say we can rewrite him #explains why his risqué first heart event dialogue was left entirely unchanged in the jp yet maya can’t call him a nanpa anymore #english localization toned it down this time. natume used literal translations and some roughly equivalent english double entendres #sometimes just ignored them #xseed did decide to make him wink when inviting you to be fun-buddies so idk #xseed definitely held a gun to his head for his toned down lines they have Hostage Situation vibes #‘hi there platonic buddy pal!!’ *winks in morse code to spell the words ‘SEX NOW??’*#psychic damage posting #bokumono #hm awl #rock (awl)#this was in my drafts when the heck did i write all this #rock tumbling (sos)

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karmacansuckmyd-ck · 23 days

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I got a silly prompt. Lucifier and Alastor are having their snarky banter that turns into a cook off

YES OMFG

That would be so silly I love it lol. I hope this suffices

Pls be aware that I don’t have a beta and I haven’t really looked over this for mistakes due to not really having the time to. Constructive criticism is appreciated!

This is part one at words. I honestly wasn’t expecting it to be this long, but hopefully part two will be shorter. (Fingers crossed, at least)

Here’s the fic:

Tw for intrusive thoughts (though that may be in part 2, I’m not sure if it’s in part 1) and swearing

It was one of the rare days in the Pride Ring where the weather had decided that snow was a thing. Obviously, due to it being Hell, it meant that the only time a demon could actually enjoy the snow was when it had mostly melted away and the weather was thirty plus degrees celsius the next day. This left only a few hours in the morning of snow before it would all be gone in the afternoon, and the residents of the Hazbin Hotel were taking full advantage of what time they had left.

It was early morning, and none of them had had breakfast yet, but they were all having fun, and that was what really mattered to Charlie, and therefore it also mattered to Lucifer.

Everyone was throwing snowballs at each other, apart from Alastor. He was just watching on the sidelines with his creepy smile, and not even joining in! What was the fun in just watching people pelt snowballs at one another? But he probably liked watching just for that reason, the sadistic fuck. He probably got off at watching people hurt each other, though this hardly counted as that. There was probably still a sadistic reason for him not joining in, though. The snow was fun! And so was playing with his daughter! The last time Lucifer had a snowball fight was when Charlie was really young and he and Lilith were still together and it was a day like this! She was so small then, he couldn’t believe how much she’d grown.

The last time he’d had a proper snowball fight like this was back in the garden of Eden, and it had been like it was now, with Lucifer panting and laughing and sneaking up behind people to then fly up and dump snow square on their heads before cackling and flying away, snowballs being thrown at him by others in retaliation. If anything, it was after the snow that sucked. Alastor was really missing out. Maybe Lucifer should make him join in on the fun.

Before he could follow through with that thought, a snowball landed square in the middle of his face. Once it had gone away, it revealed Angel Dust, one of his daughter’s friends.

He had an apologetic look on his face. “Sorry, your majesty, but the opportunity was right there.”

Lucifer smiled, and then laughed. “It’s fine! In fact…”

He then appeared directly behind and above Angel, and threw a snowball into the back of his neck.

“…I think karma was in order!” He laughed as Angel screamed, because he was also smiling, and when the spider demon jokingly glared at him, he stuck his tongue out.

“Damn, what wouldn’t I let that tongue do to me?”

Wait, what?!

Lucifer felt himself try to process what Angel had just said to him, when Charlie raised her arms and called out for everyone to head inside. Lucifer noticed snowflakes were beginning to fall, which meant that they had only a few minutes to get inside. It didn’t usually snow twice in a row in this area of Hell, but it wasn’t impossible, just extremely rare.

And so everyone went inside, and Lucifer made the water and residue snow disappear from his body. When he looked up, he realised everyone else was still wet and staring at him as Alastor handed everyone a fluffy towel. Lucifer awkwardly chucked. “Oops,” he said, and waved his hand. Everyone was dried within an instant.

Radio static noises made Alastor’s irritance known.

“Right, then!” Lucifer awkwardly tried to reduce the tension in the room. “I’ll go and make us all some breakfast! How does pizza sound?”

He was really craving pizza, and if anyone disagreed, he would have to go to his room and cry. Yeah, it was one of those days.

“I was thinking of some jambalaya,” said Alastor.

“Jambalaya for breakfast?” Lucifer felt his face contort to display his disgust.

“Well, it’s nearing lunch time! I was thinking of it being along the lines of brunch, rather than breakfast.”

It was almost ten in the morning! But then again, once everything was cooked, it would be closer to lunch time…

“…It’s still very weird to have jambalaya for lunch.”

“I would think that it would be weirder to have pizza for breakfast!” Lucifer then purposefully failed to mention the many mornings he’d eat leftover pizza from the night before as breakfast when he replied.

“Alright- you know what? I’m going to make my pizza, and you can make your jambalaya, and then everyone’s happy!”

He didn’t realise he had risen his voice until it was too late, and he ducked his head and felt his face begin to burn.

“Well, how about a cook off?” Lucifer glanced up to see it was Angel Dust who’d spoken.

“You know what? That’s a great idea!” He heard his daughter’s voice and couldn’t help but feel his heart become full with all the love and affection he had for her. “I don’t think I’ll participate, mostly because I still need to finalise some paperwork for the hotel, but if anyone else wants to join-”

“I was thinking it could just be between them two. It’ll make things more interesting. You get me?”

“I don’t think that’s really-” Vaggie was cut off.

“I’ll do it,” Alastor said, and Lucifer glared at him.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, Alastor,” Charlie sweetly said.

“No, no, it’s fine, Char-Char,” Lucifer said, “I’ll make pizza for you. Is anyone here lactose intolerant or anything?”

When no-one raised their hand, Lucifer looked at Alastor.

The motherfucker was slowly putting his hand up.

“What are you allergic to?” Lucifer asked, annoyed.

“Gluten,” said the evil version of the Cheshire cat.

“Okay! I’ll make a gluten-free one and a regular one! How does that sound?” Nobody disagreed, but nobody spoke up, either.

After a moment of the awkward silence had passed, Angel spoke up. “I’ll watch over them. Make sure they don’t get into trouble.”

“Absolutely not!” Lucifer’s eyebrows rose at Maggie’s tone. “I’m going to supervise them, and you can join me, but you better not be actively encouraging their actions.”

“You’re saying actions because you don’t want daddy Lucifer to be mad at the words you use.” Angel Dust once again made Lucifer contemplate his existence. “But I also wouldn’t actually want them to fight- I’m just craving pizza, but Alastor’s jambalaya is something to give up fucking for. Do you know how serious I am? I would give up fucking for Alastor’s jambalaya. It’s a win-win situation, sweetheart.”

Lucifer watched as Maggie’s face twisted. “Please don’t call me that.”

Angel Dust looked regretful. “Shit, sorry. I didn’t realise it made you feel so uncomfortable.”

Lucifer smiled at how Charlie was almost squealing with how happy she was that they remembered their lessons about boundaries.

Maggie was still clearly uncomfortable, but seemed less so. “It’s okay. Just don’t do it again.”

Angel Dust gave her a thumbs up with his two top hands.

“Right, then,” the radio prick intervened. Lucifer scowled. “I suppose we best get to it, your majesty! It would be terrible if we were to serve our lovely princess and the others later than what is strictly necessary!”

Anger and annoyance flooded their way through Lucifer, making his blood boil like the sulphuric lakes that he fell into when he was cast out of Heaven and the garden with his love ex-wife.

Now he was thinking about Lilith. Fucking great. Why was it that Alastor was making him think about her?

Bitch.

Lucifer gritted his teeth as Maggie agreed. He followed Alastor, Maggie and Angel as they went into the kitchen.

“So then, what will it be, your highness?” He made Lucifer want to kill himself. Or Alastor. He was honestly debating on killing them both, and he would have if it didn’t remind him of Romeo and Juliet as much as it fucking did, for some unknown reason, or make Charlie unhappy.

“I’ll get my ingredients myself, thank you,”

Alastor’s sharp grin was mocking him as he went around and gathered the ingredients.

Then he realised the flour he needed was on the top shelf.

Shit.

He looked towards Alastor, who was staring at him with a predatory grin. Lucifer glared at him and let all of his wings free, and flew up to the top shelf, smacking one of his wings into Alastor as he flew upwards. Grabbing the gluten-free flour, he grinned triumphantly, and flew back down. Alastor was out of reach, sadly.

He gathered all of the ingredients on the side counter and started working.

“Taking your time, your majesty?” Alastor’s grating voice forced Lucifer to take a quick deep breath.

He put on a fake, snarky smile as he turned to look up at the demon. “Unlike you, I like to make sure everything’s in-date and done thoroughly before putting everything together.”

“Well, I wouldn’t call that dough perfection, but if the shoe fits.” Lucifer didn’t look at the wet lump of dough as he added more flour and continued to glare at Alastor. “Oh my, you should certainly try smiling some time. That sour look on your face may affect the dough!”

Wait, fuck, was Alastor flirting with him in his own sick, twisted, cannibalistic-serial-killer way? Lucifer felt like he might puke if he was.

“I think you should try not smiling for the first time in your afterlife. I bet your face muscles must be in so much pain. Or maybe you should shut your pie hole instead. I bet everyone would be grateful.”

“But, your highness!” Alastor replied with that smug, bastard shit-eating grin never leaving his face. “Why must you be so cruel to a lowly citizen such as myself? I could be cursed, for all you know! It would be terribly uncivilised to mock someone who can’t help their certain attributes.”

Lucifer didn’t realise how hard he had been kneading the dough. He flipped it over, and continued to let out his barely-restrained anger.

“Although I do appreciate the concern, I have to say the manner that you’re going about expressing it is far from savoury!” Lucifer might punch him for all the food puns he was making.

“Will you just fucking-”

“Hey!” Maggie yelled over them both, and Lucifer looked at her like a deer in headlights. No, wait, that was Alastor. Lucifer was more like… well, he didn’t know what the snake equivalent of ‘deer in headlights’ was, actually. “Alastor, stop antagonising him.”

“Oh, don’t be such a spoil-sport,” Alastor rolled his eyes, and Lucifer frowned at the blatant disrespect to his daughter’s girlfriend. “We were just having a bit of fun, lighthearted banter!”

Scowling, Lucifer crossed his arms. He then realised what he had done, and uncrossed them before getting rid of any lingering dough and flour on his clothes. Glancing at Angel Dust, he realised the spider demon was eating popcorn, which- fair. Lucifer would have done the same.

“It doesn’t matter. Look, just stop it before I have to go and get Charlie.”

Sharp static noises were heard by Lucifer, coming from Alastor. “Fine,” the radio demon replied.

Lucifer turned away and stopped kneading the dough, lest he overdid it. He then rolled and adjusted it, before putting on the basic toppings of tomato sauce mixed with tomato paste, and then placed a decent amount of cheese on top of that.

He put it in the oven, and set the timer for fifteen minutes.

Then he got to work on the next pizza. He used regular flour, and once the first pizza was done, he brought it out and put the temperature in status so it would still be hot when served.

He felt Alastor’s eyes bore into him while he got on, but since the radio demon didn’t do much else, he couldn’t do anything about it. He couldn’t let him get on his nerves. For Charlie.

He hoped she still liked pizza. Oh god, what if she didn’t? What if she hates it and doesn’t want anything to do with him because of his terrible memory of what she liked and didn’t like?

Preparing the toppings and putting them in different plates and bowls, he didn’t notice Alastor behind him.

“Lost in thought, your majesty?” Alastor said right next to his ear. Lucifer turned around immediately, but before he could respond, Alastor had gone over to the oven and pulled out his jambalaya.

It smelled delicious.

Worry clawed its way inside of Lucifer. Alastor had apparently done two batches. He wondered what that was about.

Oh, wait, jambalaya was sometimes spicy, right? Maybe he did spicy and non-spicy versions. That would make a lot of sense.

The timer pinged just as Lucifer had finished with doing the olives.

He took out the second pizza, and placed it next to the gluten-free one. He then marked the one with gluten with a small notch on the side by using a knife.

“Are you ready, your highness?” Lucifer turned around to see Alastor holding two bowls full of jambalaya, and Nifty holding what looked like a bowl of salad.

“Yes, I am,” Lucifer replied. He picked up both of his pizzas.

The trio went to the table, which was already made, and set their respective dishes down.

Lucifer turned to get the toppings for his pizzas, only to see Angel Dust and Maggie walk through the kitchen door carrying them.

He gave them both a genuine smile. “Thank you!”

He laughed awkwardly as they smiled back.

Just as the pair set them down on the table, the rest of the residents came in and sat down.

“This looks so good!” Charlie exclaimed, and Lucifer beamed.

He only sat down once everyone else had, but then he realised that he’d forgotten to tell everyone which pizza was which.

“That one is gluten free, and that one is regular,” Lucifer said, pointing to the one without the notch and then the one with. “They should taste the same.”

“Thank you, dad! These look delicious!” Charlie exclaimed. Lucifer blushed a bit as everyone around him told both him and Alastor how delicious it all looked.

“And I should warn you all that the bowl near Charlie is not spicy, whereas the one in front of Husker is full of it!” A twinge of annoyance made Lucifer grit his teeth together slightly as the radio-fucker spoke.

Bon appetit, Lucifer thought, glaring daggers into Alastor.

He took a bite of his pizza as everyone around him dissolved into chatter. He never let his eyes linger away from the radio demon for too long. He didn’t trust him. He most likely never would.

But Charlie did. He didn’t know why, but that was all that mattered to him.

Part two isn’t out yet, but I’ll update when it is!

#Lucifer does not know that Alastor is aroace #hazbin hotel #hazbin lucifer #hazbin alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin hotel #aroace alastor #Alastor is not flirting I don’t think he even knows the meaning of the word #but I think he’d let Lucifer interpret it as that as long as it angers him lmao #food puns #if you couldn’t tell #I don’t really cook #much less pizza from scratch or jambalaya #but I have done pizza before at least once #so that’s why it’s in Lucifer’s pov #tw intrusive thoughts #I mean he has depression so #tw swearing

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f0rgetf0rgetting · 10 months

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headcanons with the kaitos

with grammar mistakes

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clownjacket · 28 days

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If Kipperlilly DOES end up betraying Porter/Jace as part of a secret other scheme she has (whether good or evil) and it has to do with saving Lucy, I just know she’s going to be a bitch about it and pull a ‘sorry, I only save High Five Heroes’ before leaving her other friends to die or some shit. And then she will take her final form: Magic Betty from Adventure Time, betraying her allies and saving her frost gf at the expense of the world. It would also parallel what Ankarna is going through (‘your girlfriend’s out of town, it sucks’, becoming a little imperialist rage machine under the influence of Porter/Sunstone but not being able to fully turn on Lucy despite going against her values and turning into a violent weirdo). This is my wish. My dream. I am manifesting it. Magic Betty Kipperlilly I believe in you.

#I am currently painting clown makeup on my face rn but this is what I’ve been rooting for from the beginning so let me dream #Come on though she HAS to have some other shit going on though right?#She was DEFINITLY in that temple when the Bad Kids said Ankarna’s name #Brennan literally rolled #and we know she was in Porter’s office #so WHY hadn’t she told him Ankarna’s real name yet? We know he genuinely believed Fig found it #Also the BKs couldn’t see who was in the window during the Wanda Childa scene #Which one of the RGs has invisibility?#HMMMM #Wanda saying ‘Kipperlilly? Why are you doing this? Is it because you’re jealous?’ before getting carried off by a fake Porter would let KP #know ‘okay they FULLY saw what happened after I killed Buddy and are onto us’ which would cause her to follow them to the temple #Also…if NONE of the Rat Grinders knew Ankarna’s name then what did Lucy write on her form to change her divinity???#We KNOW it was Ankarna’s name and not the ‘symbol representing her’ because no one could see it BECAUSE the god was dead and no one alive #knew her name #Which means Lucy HAD TO HAVE KNOWN and was keeping it from the others right?#And when she died and didn’t come back they were fucked because they couldn’t even check the form anymore #But #Brennan also said that if Porter WASNT using Devil’s Honey and genuinely believed in Rage And Conquest goddess Ankarna instead of just her #domain then he and his ritual would (maybe) bring her back instead of killing her permenantly so he can take her domain #And idk #A powerful goddess of rage and conquest who despite everything can’t be turned against her sister and ex #who’s resurrection would mean the rune could be broken and Lucy can come back to life #One who has (or had) a personal vendetta against at least one of the bad kids #and a personal vendetta against the people who led to Lucy’s death #that sounds pretty appealing to someone as spiteful and obsessive as Kipperlilly doesn’t it #especially after her best (maybe only real) friend died and didn’t come back #especially if she stayed dead specifically to stop Porter #Again I’m putting my clown makeup on but I don’t want her to be secretly good or anything just unhinged and gay and a parallel to Ankarna #Please world let me have this I’m on my knees #dimension 20

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ghosttotheparty · 1 year

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has anyone written anything where everything is the same but steve has beef w eddie bc he saw hellfire coming out of the school the night of lucas’s basketball game

#and he realised none of them went to support lucas #and maybe he confronted dustin and like ab it bc what the hell guys he can’t change what day the game is why didn’t you support your friend #this was important to him #etc #and dustin and mike are like this was important to us!!! and steve is just??? idc??? you couldn’t do the campaign like? tomorrow???#and dustin just kinda tells steve that eddie wouldn’t let that happen and he made them go find a substitute #which is why erica wasn’t at the game either #which steve noticed bc he goes to every game and he sees erica there every time but she wasn’t there that night #so steve just ends up pissed at eddie for not letting them postpone the campaign #also unrelated but i’m thinking about robins and lucas’s friendship like she’d def act like a big sister #<333 #anyway i’m just ranting #someone write this pls i have too many wips #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things

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badolmen · 9 months

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I can fix him*

*bad writing, underutilized gameplay mechanics, characters with unfulfilled potential, funded by bootlickers

#ra speaks #personal #sorry I made dr phone calls and have like. ten minutes til I gotta get ready for first class of the semester. let me have this.#I think I should get every COD game ever for free. it’s MY tax dollars at work after all (actually anything produced w us military funding #should be free I think I can trap even my bootlicker tax hating dad into getting onboard w this one)#anyways. ghosts was…decent. but jfc if you give me a silent protag I expect SOME self awareness in the writing.#why are characters calling to him on comms when they know he won’t respond? why doesn’t he have an AAC device or something more futuristic?#I’m just saying if you explicitly limit a character you need to respect those limits in te writing. it’s not that hard.#like non of the characters even acknowledge that Logan never talks. esp weird when he first meets the ghosts #also. obv not a big fan of ‘all of South America has United into evil space terrorists’ but it was 2013 so ¯\ _(ツ)_/¯#wish we got to see some SDC civis y’know? get a bear on the average attitudes abt the whole. invading the US thing.#(jfc do not get me started on The Wall like this is a 2016 trump voter’s power fantasy)#also Riley was such an interesting mechanic why couldn’t they have at least substituted him w drones or something on the other missions??#you get him for like. two missions. and then he gets shot and you have to protect him (gosh I actually loved that section)#just. it was clear Logan was The Dog Guy with an aptitude for tech. honestly Hesh felt more like the MC than Logan.#and while Logan doesn’t have a ton of personality we can glean as a result of non speaking + ZERO communication at all ever #seriously he doesn’t even like. wave or give thumbs up to people wtf dude do ppl just assume he’s psychic or something???#I do LOVE the few scenes we get with him acting outside of player control/where he actually has agency (Elias’ death. the final cutscene)#and like it’s not much but it’s enough that I WANT to see what happens next #but alas. a decade old game without a true sequel (I think??? haven’t actually looked into it.)#my brother is making fun of me for being a COD gamer now like boy. I have no defense pls be nice to me T-T

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its-wabby-stuff · 10 months

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I could’ve gone through the portal. I could’ve helped Casey. But I knew Casey was strong.

And I couldn’t let myself leave Mikey to die alone.

When Mikey came to me with this- plan of his, I was against it. After all that’s happened, and everything we’ve had to do to get where we are, he was just going to erase it all. Send someone back in time. Get the Key. Stop the Krang. Before any of it had a chance to start rolling.

Mikey was looking older and older by the day. His mystics were draining him, and Donnie wasn’t here anymore to fix it. He wouldn’t survive opening a spell of that magnitude. He knew that when he proposed the plan. We knew that when we enacted the plan.

Through the entire apocalypse, I’ve had one goal. Keep my family safe. Be their shield. Be their leader. Make the tough calls. Keep everyone safe.

I’ve done a shitty job. The resistance is falling apart. Two of my brothers are dead. One just asked me if he could kill himself to save the world. I’m nothing without my brothers. This wasn’t what we wanted. What I wanted. None of this was. Except Casey.

Casey was the best thing to come from the apocalypse. Having him around. Watching him grow up. Training him. Casey deserved a normal life, a krang free life. He deserves more than this. If we could erase all of it for some alternate versions of us, who could still get Casey, the strongest resistance warrior, and show him a chance at a normal life.

How could I say no.

I made the tough call. I knew there was nothing else we could do. Not anymore. The situation was brutal, but not hopeless.

This had always been the plan. Or Mikey’s part. Casey’s part. I just had to make the call. I just had to say the word and Mikey would give his life for this. Say the word and it would all go away.

I could’ve gone through the portal. I could’ve helped Casey. There wasn’t a one person limit, as far as we knew. I could’ve been there. Guaranteed the fate of the world.

But I knew Casey was strong. I trusted him to get it done. Casey has always been a survivor. He’s always been smart. Ingenuitive. Clever.

He was our hope. Our hope for the future, and now the past.

I was weak. I was tired. Perhaps, I was a little selfish. But it was the end of the world. And I’d just watched the last of my brothers die.

This wasn’t our fight any longer.

And I couldn’t get myself to let Mikey die alone.

#rottmnt #wabbystuffpost #cass apocalyptic series #he wouldn’t die alone like Donnie or Raph #it was just us at the end #I had lost all hope that I’d see my brothers again #Mikey couldn’t #and if he couldn’t why should I ever believe I could #I was weak #I wasn’t even sure I was still connected to the family ninpo #I wanted to make sure #guarantee that he’d still have me #I could not let him die alone #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #leonardo #future michelangelo #this is like super short #but it’s all I want to convey #I like to think Leo in this timeline believes he’s weak #not because he isn’t strong in other ways #but because he feels he isn’t strong in ways that matter #because losing tends to make you feel weak #losing more than the fight #losing people #losing family #for once I guess since the fighting was over Leo wanted to be selfish #he wouldn’t let Mikey die alone #if only he knew what Casey was accomplishing on the other side of the portal brining them all back maybe it would’ve been easier to follow #if only he knew he’d see his brothers again #I absolutely cannot wait

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pizzazz-party · 1 year

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trying to formulate my opinions on The Spot by holding my sister as a captive audience while i loudly rant around her apartment

#it is a cold fucking day in hell when i let a middleaged white man take credit for a black teenager’s accomplishments and choices.#i don’t care if he’s fictional #i can’t believe some of you are eating what he’s saying. if we’re rejecting miguel o’haras idea of destiny then why are we accepting #this monologue from a dumbass who can’t accept that he’s the way that he is because of his own fucking choices #you CHOSE to work for those labs YOU CHOSE not to evacuate sooner #he couldn’t have predicted what happened next. but don’t pretend you didn’t choose this #anyone can be spiderman but miles had to CHOOSE this #your fake ass had nothing to do with his leap of faith in the first movie…#miles is made of everyone he has ever loved and respected #fuck this destiny nonsense. the spot sees Miles spark and CHOOSES to mold himself into its shadow in a desperate bid #to feel like his miserable life has any meaning #he’s a threat he’s a narrative foil he’s got the insane visuals to mirror miles. but he is NOT destiny incarnate.#the next movie is going to be about Miles rejecting The Spot as much as he rejects O’haras rules #he said it himself he’s sick of other people telling him what his story’s supposed to be about #damn what is it about writing in the tags that makes things more cohesive.#across the spiderverse spoilers #atsv spoilers #spiderverse spoilers #pizzazz meta #edit: for the record i think The Spot is a great villain and i do appreciate what he does for the narrative #but i dont believe him like i believe in miles

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thranduel · 2 years

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reminder that will byers is the only reason mike could say the words “i love you”. this is canon and nothing will change that. he could only say it because of will.

will gave mike strength. will made mike feel like he was worth something. will listened to mike express his struggles and insecurities when no one else would. will chose to sacrifice his own feelings just to help mike because that’s how much he loves him. will made mike feel more confident about himself. will made mike feel more loved than anything.

will gave mike the painting he worked so hard on and basically told him “there’s nothing wrong with being a nerd. you talk down on yourself and think that you’re lame and worthless compared to el just because she has powers, but you’re not. you’re the furthest thing from that. and yes, you’re a nerd. but that nerd is the boy that i fell in love with. that nerd is the boy that has made me feel safe my entire life. that nerd is the boy i immediately related to when he walked up to me all alone at the swingset on the first day of kindergarten. that nerd is the boy that has never made me feel like a mistake; like i’m better for being different. that nerd is the boy that holds our party together. that nerd is the boy that understands me better than anyone else. that nerd is the boy that changed my life in the best way possible. and look, here’s a painting of us; our nerdy party, from our nerdy game that we play. i don’t know about you, but i think that being a nerd is the best. and here you are, my knight in shining armour with a heart on your shield, because that’s exactly what you are to me. i’ve always loved you for exactly who you are. not because of societal pressure. not because you’ve done things for me. not because i feel like i owe you something because you saved me. but just simply because you’re YOU. you mean the world to me. i would never walk away from you or leave you behind. i’ll always be by your side and i hope that you’ll always be by my side too, because i will always need you. i love you more than anything.”

all it took was one painting and a beautiful monologue for will byers to make mike wheeler feel more loved than he’s ever felt in his entire life. and although what i wrote above wasn’t what he said exactly, it was everything he was thinking. because will has always loved mike for who he is. it doesn’t matter that he’s a nerd. will is a nerd too! they went through the same struggles growing up and they’ve always shared the same interests. that’s why there’s so much understanding. that’s why they feel safe with each other and why they can actually be themselves without being fake. but it’s heartbreaking that mike doesn’t realise will was talking about his own feelings in the van because THAT is what gave him strength and made him say “i love you”. seriously, no one else has ever made mike feel loved the way that will did in that scene, and that’s exactly why they can’t leave this storyline unresolved. mike’s current relationship is unhealthy, there’s so much miscommunication and misunderstanding and he only said “i love you” because of a lie and because he was forced and pressured into it. he feels inferior and insecure (and so does el) and they don’t feel like equals. it’s not good for either of them. also, will can’t suffer anymore after everything he’s been through.

anyone who can’t see that mike and will have the closest, strongest and most genuine relationship on the entire show clearly isn’t paying attention or simply don’t want to admit it. it’s always been THEM. they were each other’s FIRST friend. they are each other’s safe place. the show started with them. most of the other characters wouldn’t have even met if it weren’t for them. mike’s current relationship would’ve been over if it weren’t for will giving him strength and making him feel loved. they need each other. they understand each other better than anyone else. their relationship has always been different to everyone else’s. mike and will are the heart of this show. they belong together and they deserve to be happy after everything they’ve been through.

#byler #mike wheeler #will byers #byler analysis #stranger things #screaming and crying #i love them so much #and the love they have for each other is so beautiful #how do people not see it #their relationship has ALWAYS been different to everyone else’s #and mike couldn’t even say ily until will gave him strength #it’s literally canon #mike and will belong together and deserve to be happy #they’ve suffered enough #why keep mike in an unhealthy relationship and leave will heartbroken??#that would be the most cruel and selfish and stupid outcome #DUFFER BROS LET THEM BE HAPPY TOGETHER

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