#well here's something

[hugostolz]

moral swap underworld

Ahzrukhal: Renowned for being generous.  Very open; cares genuinely for his customers.  Still kinda creepy, like he can sense what you need.

Barrows: WILL take your organs.  Experiments on live subjects.  Stay away from him

Carol: Deliberately sent Gob away, acts like she doesn’t know who you’re talking about if you mention him.  Still closed off, but more hostile about it

Crowley: Acts like he learned an important life lesson while trapped in Fort Constantine.  Reaches out to help others.  Polite.  Carol hates him.

Graves: Still works with Barrows, mostly just takes down his notes.  She’s more interested in experimentation than research.

Greta: She insists her food is good.  Probably poisons it.  Will kill you if you look at Carol the wrong way.

Griffon: He’s honest???  Selling actual Aqua Pura???  Maybe genuinely helping look for a cure for ghoulification?  Frightening to think about

Patchwork: Steals caps and takes advantage of Ahzrukhal’s generosity.  Hates himself for it.  Does Not want to talk to you.

Quinn: Gives you directions to places you Absolutely Should Not go.  Wants to talk to you, but you don’t want to talk to him

Tulip: She’s going to charge you like 5000% more than any other vendor.  Also doesn’t want to talk to you

Snowflake: Mostly the same??  Keeps more to themself.  Resents Rivet City but won’t disclose what exactly happened to them there.

Willow: Still not gonna save you from the mutants.

Winthrop: Sabotages the tech in Underworld, makes clear how much the residents need him.  So tired.

[thatlittledandere]

Third time’s the charm lmao

This is the same tag game yet again, @classychemist​ tagged me after I’d already drafted my answer to Elín’s tag so instead of doing the easy thing and editing the post saying I was tagged by two people I’m making a separate post as an excuse to dump more of my interests on you LMAOOOO I’m sory

Top 3 fandoms:

Code Geass

Harry Potter

Fullmetal Alchemist

The first character you loved:

Suzaku, he was a clear counterpart to Lelouch whom I didn’t like all that much

Ron was my first favorite character but I’m pretty sure the first one I LOVED was Remus. You don’t know what an impact Remus J. Lupin has had in my life. It’s bigger than it’s allowed to be;;;

Maes Hughes oh bby he was so sweet and deserved better;;

The character you never expected to love so much:

Milly, sure she was amusing but I never thought I’d get SO attached to her my other three thousand blonde faves: “oh yeah who could have ever seen that one coming”

Dunno about that but what I DO know is that I could have never predicted how upset Hedwig’s death made me (was that a spoiler? is there someone who doesn’t know? if so I’m sorry)

Edward maybe. Angery teens aren’t usually my type but heck did I have the hots for him back in the day.

The character you relate to the most:

Suzaku and I both have a strong but unclear morals and think the ends don’t justify the means and we’re also dumb as hell. (i’m not serious)

As a kid reading the first books I couldn’t stand Hermione’s guts because we were so god DAMN similar but I don’t know if I relate to anyone now.

Oh boy I never thought about that and I guess nobody stuck out that much;;; This isn’t going well.

The character you’d slap:

Every single notable male character in the show except Lloyd Lelouch and Suzaku, watch the anime or any part of it and you’l know why.

Dumbledore. I trust he would understand. unlike snape who’s also on the hit list

Nobody in FMA deserves my fists I understand all of them and their decisions and who I don’t I fear too much to engage in physical combat with.

Three Favourite Characters (In Order of Preference):

Suzaku, Milly, and uh let’s say Shirley. Never thought this far.

Neville, Remus, Dumbledore. Despite everything. I can’t resist his charm.

Riza (SHE MADE ME GAY), Hughes, Al?? I feel like I’m forgetting someone important.

A Character You Liked At First But Don’t Anymore:

Uh;; This is gonna sound weird but Suzaku;;; I know I know I’ve been praising him as my son and my fave and he IS but listen. Negative character development is a thing. Suzaku is a wonderful example. He kept getting worse, and while the emotional attachment I formed for him in the beginning was too strong to break, objectively speaking (meaning listing characteristics I appreciate and don’t appreciate) I liked him less and less the more the show progressed.

Dumbledore. I’m too dumb to notice some things without prompting but Christ the internet made me realize how fucked up his schemes were. Major drop in respect.

You can’t stop liking Fullmetal Alchemist characters. That just doesn’t happen. Except maybe with like Bradley and Selim and Tucker and the obvious ones

Three OTP’s:

Suzaeuphy, I don’t know any other shipnames so Lelouch x Shirley and Ohgi x Villetta

Romione (I believe it was my first ship ever, wow), Hinny, Jily idk I’m mainstream

Royai was THE top otp at some point, like holy shit I was crazy about it. Then Ling and Lanfan are great together, and of course the Curtises :D

And it’s already late so I’m not tagging anyone, sorry for bailing out again ^^;

[obsidianpalace-blog]

heart of the matter | open

Sitting in the kitchen of the mansion, Hades tapped away on his laptop, surrounded by biscuit crumbs, teaspoons and scrapped pieces of paper. He was clearly very focused on the website he was browsing, absent-mindedly reaching for his over-steeped tea, that was at least forty percent sugar.

The little blue graphs on the screen didn’t seem to please him at all. No. He had just got off a call with customer support, talked for about twenty minutes and gotten nothing solved. “Last time I pay for this overpriced shit,” he muttered to himself, eyes narrowing, “It’s going to cost a fucking fortune to replace. Maybe I should start a side business...?”

His musings were cut short when he heard loud noises behind him. Sounded a lot like groaning, which wasn’t too surprising. Hades never understood why his family took such dislike to him. He was a delight to be around. “I know, I know. What the fuck is Hades doing in our kitchen? Eating our biscuits -- well, I’ll have you know I bought those. But I’m willing to share, because I’m nice like that.”

[askelad]

I was tagged by: wizkhalafia You can tell a lot about a person from the music they listen to. Put your music device on shuffle and post the first 10 songs that play without skipping. Tag 10 people afterwards. 1. Who Let You Go? - The Killers 2. Without Me - Eminem 3. Can Do - Granrodeo 4. Shadow - Britney Spears 5. I Just Had Sex - The Lonely Island (ft. Akon) 6. Outrageous - Britney Spears 7. Smile - Barenaked Ladies 8. Honor For All - Jon Licht & Daniel Licht 9. Alms! Alms! (Beggar Woman) - Stephen Soundheim (Sweeney Todd soundtrack) 10. It's Now Or Never - Elvis I tag: christinecavalier blame-komaeda klaho97 r1n-okumura darkangel63 gozart hyrules-warrior mrsallad deik-dx zeichii

[aspiringhero-archive]

The Great Hotel Adventure (Closed RP)

"Hey, I've got some great news! My parents have been invited to some kind of big party in Aquaveil. Apparently there's a really big and fancy hotel that was built nearby and it's a grand opening party! Mom said she and Dad can't go because they're busy with the orphans, so she gave us permission to go in their place. Let's go check it out! " The blond haired boy chuckled as he addressed his friend, excited for this small excursion for just the two of them.

[tunebomb-blog]

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[brayshields]

"Losing your memory now." | Para

After Brayden's father ends up in the hospital after getting in an drunken accident. Brayden puts his foot down and tells him to sober up or cut all contract with him.

Six minutes into his shift and he was ready to go home. The Grill had it's usual amount of people crowding the place; more then half drunk and acting like idiots. Brayden was behind the counter, wiping the tops of the counters. Every now and again looking up into the crowd of people, never failing to catch someone looking in his direction, then looking away and laughing. He felt his temper start to boil, why was it that everywhere he went there were people talking about him. Didn't they have something better to talk about? He threw down the rag and headed towards the exit, deciding that he needed some fresh air before he lost his cold. As he got closer to the door and out of the pit, his phone started going off. "Hello?" He answered, expecting it to be Noah. The young girl's voice catch him off guard, causing him to stop in his tracks. "I am." The words that followed had Brayden's slowly exhaling and closing his eyes. The words that filled his head were not a shocker of any kind but that still didn't mean they didn't have some kind of effect on him. "I'll be there soon." He hung up without waiting to hear her say anything else. He gripped his phone and nearly threw it across the room. Letting out a groan before turning around, his eyes quickly finding who he was looking for. He held his breath as he begin towards Jeremy. How many more people were he going to have to owe before his father decided to give him a break?

Within 20 minutes Brayden was entering the hospital. It took him seconds to find his father's room, a nurse coming out at the same time he reached it. She was looking down at a clipboard, resulting in Brayden grabbing her arm, to get her attention, "How is he?" he asked, sounding panic and he didn't know why. He didn't understand why he was panicking, it wasn't like this was the first time this type of thing happened. If he kept count right, it would be the 4th. "He's doing fine. He's a little out of it, but he's going to be okay." She replied, sweetly. "You can go in." She added, pointing to the door, than looking back at her clipboard and continued walking. Brayden stared at the door, he set there debating rather or not to actually go in. He got his answer, all he wanted to know if he was okay. So he had every intention to turn around and walk out. But a new feeling took over, a feeling he didn't quite know what to file it under. Without thinking about it, he went in; his father lying there flipping though channels, barely acknowledging he was there. Brayden slammed the door and walked around to the other side; leaning against the air vent and stared at his father. He waited for his father to come up with an excuse, he always did. But this time, his father didn't even look at him just kept flipping through channels. Brayden looked away and chuckled, this was classic papa Shields. He looked back at his father, "So you got behind the wheel of a car, plastered?" He questioned, "And what did you think? That you were superman? Screw the other 3 times this happened. It won't happen again?" He asked, his voice getting deeper and deeper trying to pass it off as his father's accent.His father still didn't acknowledge him, just stared at the TV.

Brayden could feel himself just boil over the edge. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" He shouted, "When the hell are you going to learn? When are you going to stop this?!" His voice broke, leave it to his dad to be the one to push him over the edge. He try to cool down, "What do you want from me dad? What do you want?" He asked, his voice lower and a little more steady. His father finally looked at him, but still didn't say anything. He just looked at his son for a few moments before turning back to the TV. Brayden jerked his head back, staring at his father in disbelief. He goes up to his father, grabs the remote out of his father hand, flips off the TV and throws the remote on to the sofa behind him. "This is the fourth time you ended in the ER for almost killing yourself in some way or another dad. If you really want to off yourself, here's a tip. Take a bottle of that hard liquor you drink, a bottle of pills and lock yourself in you room." Brayden spit out, leaning closer to his father, and lowering his voice. "It's as simple as that." His father slowly turns to look at his only son, "Is that what you really want?" his father asked, his voice weak and distraught. Brayden shook his head, "No, but it's obviously what you want."

Brayden headed towards the door, placing his hand on the door knob and turning it. "I just want Mary alive." He heard come from his father, "It seems like I'm the only one who misses her." Brayden lets go of the door knob and quickly turns to look at his father. "You don't think I miss mom?" He question, in disbelief, "I miss mom. Everyday, I look at the picture of you, me, and her at the Grand Canon. That's how I chose to remember her, not by living in the pass and letting it destroy me." Brayden spit out, "She wouldn't have wanted that for me and she doesn't want this for you either." He paused, took a deep breath, and continued. "Look Dad, get sober. Go to rehab, get help. I don't care how you do it. Just do it." Brayden's husky voice pleaded, "Until then cut all contract with me. Don't call me, don't come by my house, don't come by my work, and don't talk to my friends. Get sober, then come talk to me." He stated, than turned, placing his hand back on the door knob. "And since we both know that's never going to happen, I guess this is goodbye." As those words left his mouth, he was out the door. It slowly closing behind him.