So, as we all know, the hype for Anti’s appearances has only increased since Detention. He would show up a few times in each episode and transmit another message to us before disappearing again. Or… Was it really Jack trying to break through to us? On top of the fact that we don’t know who’s in control, we don’t know when we will get another appearance. Detention is over and we haven’t seen any signs ever since.
First of all, let’s talk about the appearances for a moment. As I’ve mentioned in my character analysis for both Anti and Dark, Anti is a violent person. His appearances have always included something like hair/face pulling, blood, choking, imitations of being shot in the head or something of the sort. However, the recent appearances in Detention have shown absolutely no signs of violence. It’s simply head twitching, the regular strange voice, and even signs of someone reaching out to the camera – to the viewers. This leads many of us to believe that it’s actually Jack stuck inside and not Anti. That maybe he’s trying to reach out for us and make us realize that it’s not him.
This leads me to my next point.
It seems that whoever it may be – Jack or Anti – was trying to send us a message through the Detention episodes. Things such as ‘forgotten or just to afraid to remember’ and others have been said throughout the series, catching our attention. Assuming that this was intentional, what does this mean in regards of us seeing them again now that Detention is over? If we were to continue with this theme of sending the viewers a message, then it would be right of us to think that the next time he appears would be when a game is played in which there could be an important message to deliver. If it is Jack trapped inside, maybe he’s doing it in hopes that we’ll realize that something isn’t right and, since he can’t fully reach out to us, he uses small sentences to get his point across. Or, if it’s Anti, maybe he’s also trying to make us realize it so that he can scare us or possibly just to make us think and watch us put the puzzle pieces of his sick, twisted game together.
A lot of people have also been talking about Anti (or Jack) making a bigger appearance rather than appearing subtly again through a game. This would make sense, considering Dark showed up on Valentines Day for A Date With Markiplier and he wants to take back the spotlight. Speaking of which, one of the theories were that he would make an appearance again but in collaboration with Darkiplier in some sort of demonic battle or even to get together and go against Mark and Jack. However, that’s a theory for another time. If we think about the possibilities of big appearances in the future, we have the following: 100th Reading Your Comments, St. Patrick’s Day and April Fools Day. Based off of the fact that Anti’s big appearance was on Halloween (Say Goodbye), it would be right to assume that he likes to make big appearances.
But the question is: which one would he pick?
If he were to come in the 100th RYC video, it would be like a huge flip for us as viewers. Expecting another regular video like all the others and wanting it to be a one-on-one with Jack like it’s always been. But then, he shows up at some point and the tables flip. Of course he would want to ruin something that’s important to Jack – he’s always said that he likes to be closer to us through these videos and really get to speak his mind, so what better opportunity to ruin than this? Get real close and personal with everyone, hook them all in, and then make everyone realize that things really have changed since October.
Now, let’s say he didn’t go for that one and instead went for St. Patty’s Day. Why would he pick this one? Well, this has always been a big day for our fav Irish pal. He always does something fun to celebrate and makes us laugh with whatever he comes up with. Knowing this, wouldn’t it just be so much fun for Anti to come in and crash the party? Another great opportunity to take something Jack really enjoys and crush it. It’s also a great way to gain even more attention than before because everyone who knows Jack, know that he’s big on St. Patty’s Day and would tune in only to find out that another little Irish boy decided to come and have his own party.
Finally, we have April Fools. I personally think that this would be the one he decides to pick out of the three. I mean, if we look at Halloween, it was practically a big joke for Anti. It started off as a happy pumpkin carving video and then turned into a nice blood bath after he slit Jack’s throat. But, as I mentioned before, we don’t really know if Jack truly came back after that happened. We don’t know if Jack ever really regained control after or if Anti is still the one steering the wheel. Knowing this, does that mean that Anti would want to reveal himself to everyone on April Fools and pull the biggest joke ever on us?
Think about it, we’ve been suspecting things ever since the episodes of Detention and maybe even before that, but these are still nothing but theories. Anti pushes Jack away and locks him in his own mind while he toys with us nicely, just waiting for the right time to flip the tables – like on Halloween. The closer we get to April Fools, the more suspicious he becomes, the more we question what’s really going on behind closed doors. The April Fools video starts off wonderfully, all laughs and jokes, and then he drops it on us like a bomb. It was Anti the whole time. Jack never came back. The joke’s on you.
So, there are many possibilities, but I guess we’ll only find out in time. The only thing we can do is sit back and wait – watch as everything slowly unfolds.
According to Anti, that’s what we’re best at. Isn’t it?
Orphan Brigade [Baby Years]: The story of how an infamous crime lord became the guardian of three children and a teenager.
The Fake AH Penthouse was notorious among fast food establishments.
They were a dangerous group of criminals, well known so spontaneous acts of unpredictable chaos. As a result, any delivery men who were sent there where paid danger money. Which is why Trevor would often volunteer for the position. He liked the extra money and the danger never really fazed him. After all, how bad could it really be?
Hello. Do you think I could get some headcannons as to how McCree, Hanzo, or Genji would help their S/O deal with the stress of finals in a sort of College/Modern AU? I love your writing!
//Aw jeez, thanks so much! I’ll do all three, just for you!
Makes a fool of himself to get his S/O to laugh. He amps up the ‘cowboyness’ until his sentences are nearly non-understandable. He loves the way it makes his S/O pull a funny face and go ‘What?’
Is there 24/7 to help his S/O relax, no matter what they need.
Listen this boy has to deal with a lot of stress. He helps his S/O by meditating with them, making them a cup of tea when they need it (and yes, tea. he despises coffee) and by simply cuddling on the couch and listening to relaxing music!
Sometimes he’ll talk about nonsense things just to get their mind of the work.
His first suggestion, always, is going out somewhere and having fun. To the theater, beach, arcade.. you name it! If that doesn’t work, he orders take-out and him and his S/O enjoy movie night together. He doesn’t think his job is done until his S/O is cuddled up beside him, fast asleep.
You stood in your underwear, staring in the mirror. Pulling the fat out on your stomach, pushing the beginnings of your double chin up to your jawline, and pulling the skin on your face back to see how you would look with less chub. God. Sometimes you hated your body, you thought, as tears slowly rolled down your face. You tried not to, self-love is good and you try your best in your life to appreciate yourself, but every once in a while it gets tiring and you have to indulge your discomfort in your body. It was usually right before your period when this happened, the time when your hormones went wild and you felt shit about everything. You heard the lock click in the door and Jimin’s voice called out.
“Where you at y/n?”
“In the bedroom!” you called, wiping the tears hurriedly from your face, giving a big sniff and slapping your cheeks to hopefully distract him from your slightly red and puffy eyes. You started pulling on your clothes as he walked into the room, your back turned to him, trying to settle your emotions before you talked to him.
“You have a nice and lazy day?” he asked, throwing himself onto the bed.
“Ya it was nice,” you said, your face still slightly averted from him as you pulled your shirt on. It was the first day you’d had off from school in a while and you had planned on spending the day lounging around eating and watching TV, not crying in front of the mirror. You looked over at Jimin laid sprawled on the bed and all you wanted was to crawl up to him and have him hold you. You slowly crawled into the bed and snuggled up next to him, he smiled at first, happy for the cuddle. But he seemed to sense something was wrong as you nuzzled your nose into the smell of his shirt and your breaths deepened, still not looking at him.
“Is everything okay y/n?”
You let out a choked unconvincing “Ya” shutting your eyes tight and burying your face into his shirt even more.
You felt his hand on your jaw, gently pulling your face up to look at him. You looked up at his face, which filled with concern as he saw your puffy eyes.
“What’s wrong?” he asked softly, his other wrapping you in a warm hug.
You could feel the tenderness in his voice and your eyes started to fill with tears again, against your will.
“Nothing… its nothing…” you said slowly, letting out a little hiccup from trying to keep your tears in.
“Please, tell me,” he whispered nuzzling his nose against yours.
You looked into his dark chocolate eyes, and gave in, “It’s just that time again… and I can’t… this skin..” comprehension flooded into Jimin’s face with only those words, he knew how you got before your period, and his features softened even more as he slid down the bed to lay next to you, your faces even now.
“Can I say something about your body?” he asked softly, and you nodded, tears starting to creep out of the corner of your eyes despite your best efforts. “First I know it doesn’t matter what I think, it doesn’t matter what anyone thinks, because you are beautiful. And the only person that maters is you.” He reached out a hand to wipe the tears that started to fall freely now down my cheeks. “You are all the matters to me, and even though what I think isn’t important I wanna say that I love your body. Your body is beautiful”
A laugh escaped your lips in-between your ragged breaths, and Jimin laughed with you, knowing that it was a nervous reaction you had sometimes when he praised you.
“I love every inch of you” he said, and pulling you closer he kissed right under your jaw, “I love here” he said tenderly, sucking on your skin a bit, to leave a good tingly feeling as he dragged his lips down your neck, “I love here” he said, pausing to scatter kisses along your collar bone. “I love here, I love here, I love here” he kept muttering as he kissed the top of your breasts and pulling your arm to him started running kisses down it starting at your shoulder. “You’re beautiful” he said moving down to your hips, where he pulled the elastic of your sweat pants down to plant a wet kiss under the line of your hips, “you’re beautiful” he said again, kissing your belly button and making his way to the side of your hip. He pushed your shirt up to kiss up your stomach, “Every part of you” he said.
Your tears had mostly stopped now at how tenderly he was kissing and talking to you. You let out a little sniff still, trying to regain yourself and Jimin pulled your face close to his. “I love you” he whispered and tenderly kissed your lips.
You smiled, one last tear trailing down your cheek, “Thank you,” you said into his mouth, “I love you too,” and his arms wrap you into a warm, strong embrace as you laid kissing on the bed.
Hi! I was re-listening to the first episode of the Penumbra and for some reason I can't stop thinking of the line where Juno goes "if you ever get that desperate Cass, you'd make a hell of a PI." Can you please write a fic where Cassandra Kanagawa is a PI? Thanks!
I would love to!
Cassie’s one of those characters that I’d love to see get more attention, because there’s a lot there to unpack– and there’s a lot of potential for her if she comes back.
So... Are you still writing requests? I just really, really wanted to see Viktor passing out in public. And then everyone is worried. IDK what else lol. Could you write that, if you want, please? xx, love your writing! ;*
Ah, thank you! I’m happy to do this request, I have a soft spot for fainting. I hope this is okay for you.
Viktor, Yuri and Yurio were walking home from a restaurant in the brisk evening air, weaving in and out of the crowded pavements. Yurio walked a little ahead of the older couple, the hood of his leopard-print jacket pulled up, his face a mask of bored disinterest. His attempt at a punk look was rather spoiled by the cat plushy tucked under his arm; an eager fan had handed it to him in the restaurant.
Viktor and Yuri lagged behind, Yuri trying to surreptitiously bear more of Viktor’s weight. He was worried about the older man. Viktor had only picked at his meal in the restaurant, and had been so quiet that even Yurio had noticed and enquired about what the hell was wrong with him. Viktor had brushed off any concerns determinedly, but he remained dull and lethargic.
Now that he was walking home, Viktor appeared to be unsteady on his feet, rocking as he walked, bumping into Yuri. His face was deathly white, with two spots of feverish colour on his cheekbones. Yuri could feel the heat rolling off him.
“Are you sure you’re okay, Viktor?” Yuri asked softly, wrapping an arm around the man’s waist. Viktor pressed a hand to his forehead - his head was whirling so dizzily he could hardly walk.
He was feeling far too miserable to continue to hide his condition from Yuri; he just hadn’t wanted to ruin their meal out. In actual fact he had been feeling dizzy all through dinner, and his head was pounding horribly, beating steadily as a pulse.
“N-not really. I feel strange, Yuri,” Viktor admitted, gripping onto the skater desperately. Yuri tried to urge him forward gently.
“Oh Viktor, you should have said something! Okay, it’s alright, let’s get you home and in bed. It’s not far to go, okay?” Yuri’s voice was soft, soothing, and Viktor felt a little calmer. They tried to walk as Yurio yelled at them to get a move on.
It became immediately obvious to Viktor that he was going to struggle to make it home. His every step made the street waver in front of him, and his vision constantly blurred with black dots. He could hardly place one foot in front of the other.
“Yuri…” he murmured desperately. “I-I feel…”
Yuri gave a startled cry as Viktor crumpled to the floor, his face bleaching white as bone. Yuri caught the man before he could crack his head on the pavement, placing him down gently.
“Viktor! Oh God, Viktor? Can you hear me?” Yuri gabbled, stroking back Viktor’s hair and patting his burning cheeks carefully, trying to rouse the unconscious man.
Yurio came running, alerted by the noise. He fell to his knees beside Viktor, his green eyes wide and alarmed. Yurio surprised Yuri by gently placing the cat plushy under Viktor’s head, cushioning it.
“What the hell happened?”
Yurio’s words sounded harsh, but his voice was hushed, and Yuri knew the boy was frightened. Yuri knew he’d have to be the one to stay composed.
“I think he fainted. He wasn’t feeling well before, Yurio. Ah!” Yuri gasped as Viktor’s eyes fluttered open again. Viktor started dazedly at the two skaters looming over him, blinking blearily.
“W-what… What happened?” he asked, sounding breathless. Yuri grasped Viktor’s hand, squeezing it hard.
“You fainted, Viktor. You scared me to death! I think you’re okay though, you didn’t hit your head. You just need to rest, sleep off the fever - you’re burning up,” Yuri said, feeling the man’s flaming forehead.
A crowd of people were gathering around on the pavement, peering to see what the commotion was all about. Yuri tried to keep them back, but their excited murmurings drowned out his anxious voice. Yurio leapt to his feet, shooting the crowd of onlookers a vicious glare.
“Get back! You’re crowding him!” he screamed, so forcefully that everybody backed away obediently, taken aback. Yuri couldn’t say he agreed with Yurio’s intimidation tactics, but he had to admit he got good results.
“Do you think he can walk, Viktor? We’ll help you. Then you can rest at home,” Yuri said, helping Viktor sit up slowly and carefully. Viktor shook his head, trying to clear it.
“I-I think so.”
Yuri hauled him up, wrapping Viktor’s arm around his shoulder. Yurio quickly ran to Viktor’s other side, standing on tiptoe to grip the taller man properly. Viktor smiled happily, patting both boys fondly.
“My two Yuris… You’re always looking out for me,” he cooed. Yuri smiled at him, squeezing him supportively. Yurio pretended to vomit.
The horse teetered and regained its
balance as the tek maker wobbled on its back. Anya grit her teeth as the reigns
pulled her back, but faced forward despite the grunts behind her. This was more
painful than training Lexa all those years ago, and that in itself was an
accomplishment. The horse brayed and yanked at the reigns again.
“Would you just hold on to the damn
saddle?” Anya snapped, finally turning.
Raven sat on the animal, her body
angled to the side, white-knuckled hands holding on to the seat. “I am holding
the damn saddle. How about you try riding in this damn brace.”
Anya waited until the horse caught
up to her and shoved Raven back upright muttering ‘branwada’ under her breath. After
making sure the Skaikru wouldn’t tip the other way, she resumed the gentle tug
on the reigns as they made their way down the road.
The path was peaceful, and the
smell of rain still clung to the air. A light mist obscured the camp at their
backs and the way ahead. The small puddles rippled and splashed beneath the trotting
horse, and even the mug getting flicked onto Anya’s boots was not enough to
ruin the calm. It was strange, really. The woman behind her was anything but
calm. The energy radiated off her more than anyone Anya ever met, yet even when
they bickered there was a sense of peace. It was strange and wore on her that
the tumultuous peace between their krus blossomed into a friendship between the
Skaikru’s tek maker and her. Anya was grateful in many ways to the Skaikru. It
was their people that were able to figure out a way to change the Ripas back.
So far quite a few gonas were able to return to their families. And besides, if
she learned anything from her fos student, sometimes you had to look the other
way at your differences and make decisions with your head and not your heart.
And maybe this decision wasn’t too
bad for the heart either.
She refocused on the trampled,
muddy road, her mind wondering as they slowly made their way around the soft
bend. She could hear the trickles of rainwater drip from the leaves, the
whispers of grass in the breeze, and…and Raven’s grunts.
“Are you sure you want to learn how
to ride?” Anya asked, not looking back.
“Oh, I know how to ride alright,”
“I’ll believe it when I see it,”
she replied. Raven’s following silence was too suspicious for her not to turn
back and look at her. The woman looked off to the side, not making eye contact,
a dusting of red settled on her cheeks. Anya frowned at the Skaion’s strange
behavior and shook her head.
Slowing down a bit she let the
horse bring Raven at level with Anya’s strides. Deciding to make her feel
better from whatever had her flustered, Anya spoke again. “So, what can you
ride? I thought you didn’t have animals up on the ark.”
She thought she managed to sound
aloof, but by the deepening blush it was clear that she failed somewhere along
“…are you okay? I didn’t mean to
make you uncomfortable.”
“No, no it’s fine. You just missed
the joke…which I hoped you wouldn’t hear in the first place.”
Anya tried to think of the meaning
that she seemed to have missed, taking a moment to recall the conversation. All
they talked about was riding the horse… oh.
Figuring it would make Raven feel
more comfortable if Anya was also embarrassed, or at least as embarrassed as
she could be, Anya said, “we call that ‘mounting’ here.”
She was hoping for the laugh that
permeated the air moments later, but what she didn’t expect was to feel the
heavy brace as it smacked into the underside of her head as Raven nearly slipped
off the horse beside her. Only Anya’s honed reflexes let her catch Raven’s foot
before she fell.
“Oh crap,” Raven wheezed through
her laughter, “that would have been real bad.”
Anya failed to smother the smile
that invaded her lips, scrunching her eyes at laughing woman. “I don’t think
horse riding is your thing, Skayon,” she teased.
“Well if we’re going to be living
here, we have to get accustomed to your ways. Besides this is way better than
walking, even if my ass does feel sore.”
“Oh, do you want to take a break?”
Anya didn’t want Raven to be in any more pain than she already felt.
“Nah, it’s fine. Besides, if I
learn this fast enough then it’d be easier for me to visit you when you guys go
home,” Raven said nonchalantly.
Anya pulled the rains a little,
getting back in front of horse to hide the smile that split her face. Now she
was more determined than ever to teach the Skayon how to ride.
I really need some like, otayuri fluff in my life rn?? Like pls
•At the beach and Otabek cant swim so Yuri tries to teach him how to swim
•it turns into a giant mess tho because Yuri is apparently a really shitty teacher
•Otabek kisses his frustrations away and instead they make sand castles
•Otabek can draw?? What?? So Yuri lays down on the couch in the LEAST sexy pose and says “draw me like one of your french girls”
•Beka takes a whopping 5 minutes on it, coloring and all, and they laugh at it for 10 minutes
•Later when Yuri falls asleep during the movie at the other end of the couch, Otabek sneaks down and actually does a very nice portrait of Yuri asleep
•Yuri has them both framed in his apartment next to each other
•Yuri constantly buys shit for Beka because he has like no impluse control
•Guys this boy has like a $1,000 backpack okay dont talk to me
•Anyways one day he buys Beka this leather jacket that looks like it belongs in a Lady Gaga music video. Its a crop top jacket with studs and fringe EVERYWHERE and Yuri LOVES IT
•After mails it, like, a week later, Otabek posts a pic on instagram of him, leaning against his bike, in leather skinny jeans and the jacket with ray bands on and it goes like, viral over night. Yuri is s h o o k. Otabek texts him later like, “Oh, by the way, thanks for the jacket Babe”
Give me the boys being silly and stupid and in love p l e a s e