#Doc and Jimmy....save me Doc and Jimmy....

[tubbytarchia]

thinking about them again. Need someone to encourage Jimmy to start killing people full-stop

[ethofangorl]

Hermitcraft/life series incorrect quotes

Scot: Can I have some water?  Joel: *starts chugging their water bottle*  Joel: *chokes from drinking too fast*  Joel: *spills water all over themself*  Joel, coughing: I don't have any water.

Scar: Vegetable oil is made from vegetables, coconut oil is made from coconuts, so BABY OIL-  Cleo: CAN'T WE JUST HAVE A NICE FAMILY DINNER FOR ONCE?!

Grian: Act natural.  Mumbo: For this kind of situation, the most natural thing would be to panic, so technically I can panic.  Grian: NO, that’s not what I meant! Act like it’s a normal day!  Mumbo: My ‘normal’ days of late, consist of a lot of panic.  Grian: Will you just cooperate?  Mumbo: When a person is panicking, they are not apt to cooperate very well!

Grian: You really believe in Joel?  Lizzie: Luckily, they believe in themself enough for the both of us

Scar: You should see Grian, he’s a total tsundere. Isn’t he just the best? Gem: He stabbed you.

Scar, throwing their head into Grian's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!  Grian, lovingly stroking their hair:You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are

Cleo: I love sarcasm! It’s like punching people in the face, but with words!

Doc: I apologize for saying 'fuck' in front of Gem.  Ren: You just said it again.  Gem: Doc: I am not a role model.

Lifers reactions to being called straight:  Joel: The fuck, no I'm not.  Ren: Excuse the hell out of you?  Scar: Ding dong, you are wrong!  Martyn: Who told you that? And why did they lie?  Grian: Rude.  Cleo: *punches the person*

Grian: Scar... you've been cuddling with me for over and hour now.  Scar: *muffled* mm hmmm :)  Grian: Fuck. I should be annoyed but you're adorable.

Joel: Bitch.  Bdubs: Blocked.  Joel: Wait unblock me I need to tell you something.  Bdubs: Unblocked.  Joel: Bitch.

Scot: When I said bring me something back from the beach I meant like a conch shell!  Martyn: *Struggling to hold a seagull* Fucking say that next time!

Ren To Mumbo: Wow, left handed AND British? You really are an illusion.

Gem: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying.  Joel: And?  Gem: And you are.

Grian: I’ve been described as a ‘heartless villain’ and a 'little shit’, but I prefer… 'has alternative ways of having fun

Grian: The best way to gain someone's undying loyalty is by saving them from a perilous situation.  Scot: So you're just gonna wait until Scar is in danger and save them?  Grian: Of course not, I'm going to create a situation that puts them in danger and then save them.  Scot: ...  Scot: You're insane.

Grian: The time to act is now.  Scar: Wink, wink.  Grian: Don't say "wink wink". Just wink.  Scar: Oh, sorry.  Scar: Wink.

*lifers at a family dinner*  Pearl: Can you pass the salt?  Scot: *throws Joel across the table*

Tango: Did you buy eggs like I asked?  Jimmy: Even better!  Tango: What the fuck did you-  Jimmy: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy Tango: She’s… beautiful!

Skizz: I’ve never asked someone out. How do you even do it?  Joel: Oh, what I do is, I look them up and down and I say: “Hey… how you doin’?”  Skizz, scoffing: Oh, please.  Joel, to Jimmy: Hey, how you doin’?  Jimmy: jimmy: *giggles and blushes*

Joel, driving in his car with the other winners and singing to the Little Einsteins theme song: We’re going on a trip-  Martyn: In our favorite piece of shit!  Grian: Doing 95!  Scot: We’re gonna fucking die!

Scar: The clock is ticking! We don't have time for this asinine tomfoolery!  Impulse: This unmitigated poppycock?  Gem: Extravagant hogwash!  Grian and Mumbo: Okay, stop.

[polkasharks]

ITS FINALLY FINISHED GODDDDDD !!!!!!!FINALLY TOOK THE TIME TO DRAW OUT MY BLUE TEAM FACECANONS ALL AT ONCE….. all in one sitting !! ^_^ 7 hours of work help me help me. Red team (including Doc ofc) + Carolina will come at some point…. I’ll prob make another separate sheet for the freelancers and another for the Chorus cast !! ANYWAY See below for some notes/explanations and shtuff :3

Alpha and Epsilon— No huge differences, I gave Epsilon curlier hair and facial hair closer to the Director’s because Alpha’s body is intended to be Private Jimmy which I have a whole different ramble prepared for that but I will spare everyone. Just wanted to set them apart in hair texture mostly ! Also Alpha looks significantly more repressed to me and that’s deliberate. Virgin Alpha vs Chad Epsilon. Anyways moving on

Tucker— OKAYYY OKAY my work for him here is my favorite :3 I’m biased incredibly but. Cough. Anyways. I like glasses Tucker I’m shameless about it. Honestly my three designs for him are all just amalgamations of my favorite things I see in fanon… also I did NOT forget to add his lenses in his second design that was deliberate because I think it’d be cool if all the alien biz fixed his eyes and he just popped the lenses out because he wasn’t ready to let go of them yet. 110% not projecting trust (lie) Also for the Chorus trilogy I did wanna make a point of him looking a lot more tired and fed up with shit becsuse!!! Damn !!! He is !!!! But yeah everythingb else is pretty standard in fanon … metrosexual good looks 😝!!!!

Caboose— Weirdly enough I had the most trouble w/ Caboose ? I wanted him to initially (as in during bgc) look pretty simple and standard and over time kinda grow into himself more I suppose …. I have yet to fully work on my red team hcs but its funny because my Donut and my Caboose share that in common big time. Chorus trilogy mini ponytail was a necessity I forever fuck with mullet Caboose honestly I just didn’t feel like expressing thag properly.

Washington— Wash … my everything….. wow…. He is not a white guy to me shrugs. During PFL I imagine he was never caught lacking roots wise His shit was prob so fucking fried 😭😭PUT THE BLEACH DOWN!!!!!!! Recovery One and allllll the Meta bullshite and stuffs obviously he stops giving a fuck about his appearance in general and keeps up just enough with cutting his hair for it to be convenient. Redemption Wash is pretty self explanatory he’s graying he’s tired he’s the happiest and the most miserable he’s ever been all at the same time he’s trying his best and its ok Also his scar is fading it’s not as noticeable as I wanted it to be but I didn’t feel like adjusting.

Kai— I literally just had fun with her😭😭 I was so close to abandoning this by the time I started working on her I just needed to have fun. I think she’d appreciate that sentiment . Decided to go with long hair AND short hair bc I love Kai both ways and didn’t wanna just pick one also I just think it’s silly that instead of growing it Out from a regulation cut she chops it all off lol.

Tex— gggguhhh Texas save meeee Texassss….. wanted her to look like Allison of course just sharper and rougher around the edges. I didn’t feel like including a second vers at this point when I could just share my vision here but I like the thought of her second incarnation coming back with black hair instead

Side note because my style doesn’t rlly allow for it LOL.. I could’ve made it work just didn’t feel like it— I imagine Alpha is also set aside from Epsilon in that his eyes are brown; not the Director’s green. Tex as well lacks Allison’s blue eyes and instead has completely black !

Also you may notice some overlap in coloring ignore thaaaatttt thanks 😇💜

[amethystfairy1]

In my head they’re all living happily ever after, and the hot cave has made a safe rift that Cub watches over because he told Scar he was a hybrid/mutant and Scar was like, “well that solves that issue! Hot cave it is!” (Let me live in hope)

When the rumbling started I thought Blackwell was LITERALLY drowning everybody from the undercuts out. Like shoving it with so much bedrock that they had no choice but to go to the surface where they’d get killed or arrested…… (I’m scared)

My theory is the breakup tag will probably be Zed and Tango, TRUST. Because I don’t think Jimmy is giving up his chance in the sky, Pearl doesn’t have anybody (unless you count her breaking up with the soup group, but if she stayed topside then she could atleast send messages down via the podcast), Grian isn’t going to stop being Cuteguy up top so he can’t go back now, and the only thing I can think of is Zed completely giving in and moving down with Tango because he’s done with the overcity’s bullshit, or tango maybe living in the hot cave as it’s the only place he actually KNOWS the location of up there? OR (worst of all), Etho has to do topside to collect a child, and gets stuck up there….but I’d LOVE to see that. Like maybe he’d just drop by one of their apartments (I feel like Jimmy’s would be closest for some random reason), and just be like “so……yeahhh….funny story..”

but anywayyyy, I LOVE YOUR WRITING OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! Your like genuinely so good??? I found this fic right in the beginning, it was one of the first flower husbands fics in the series that I happened to stumble upon and went, “…..huh, gonna save THAT for later!” And put it in my read later spot. Everntually I got sound to reading it, but noticed it was like..12th in a story or whatever so I figured might as well go to the start for the full effect because it seemed cool, and FELL IN LOVE!

I finally caught up during etho and doc’s meeting fic (don’t remember when that was). So I think it’s a little ironic now that the director’s debut was my catching point. (Granted I have lost track for a bit since then bc it’s been TWO YEARS, you mad lad.)

And sorry if you mentioned it before, but what is your inspiration for this fic? Other than the obvious ofc (like HermitCraft, traffic series, Hotguy/cuteguy, etc). Because my boyfriend pointed out (as I was ranting to him, he’s somewhat in the Matt scene but hasn’t fully fallen into it head first unlike me for literal YEARS (I digress)), that the undercity over city concept is a lot like arcane with pullover and…the other city (don’t watch the show myself I’m remembering from something he said) so now I’m curious!

(Hopefully this was intelligible, woke up in the middle of the night and had the inescapable urge to ask)

Awwwh THANK YOU! I'm so glad you've enjoyed my writing and all my work on TTSBC! I can't answer a lot of this stuff :P Buuuuut it's gonna be so much FUN!

As for inspo, I actually did not watch Arcane until way after I started TTSBC. Honestly, I didn't really have any other strong inspiration for it other than the Hermits and Life series and Emperors themselves! I've always loved the 'someones got a big secret' kind of tropes, so I wanted to expand on that! And I've been playing around with the idea of a city in the depths beneath another city as a setting for a story for a long time, and so TTSBC just kind of happened! ^-^ I hope that makes sense! Thank you so much for your kind words!!!

[andr3w-the-d0dgeb4ll]

Going insane going insane going insane

I am making a stupid Jimmy Solidarity Datastream Defender au where Empires smp takes the place of Rats smp and Jimmy just sucks at it he's so bad at this lying thing I swear

Basic sketches and concepts.. it is wip but it is mine

Xornoths Crystal is the L.O.O.T. shard and Jimmy has to steal it and destroy it to recover the shard..

No seablings in this au cause he's from another world and can't be related to Lizzie....

He's just a horrible liar so he's covering his face in every game world to try and make up for it- but since he's just lying ALL THE TIME no one can tell he's lying cause they've never seen him telling the truth, they just think hes always this defensive over nothing and stuff

Fhajtbskska I'm going insane over this concept save me Jimmy Solidarity save me. I know if no one got me Martyn Littlewood also does not got me, but Jimmy will save my soul I fear.

I don't even know what to call this au I'm thinking something like Datastream Offender cause idk maybe uhhhh.. COD au since.. I'm calling ][][ (Doc) [[]] (Cod) for the comedic value

My favorite past time is putting Jimmy into situations and Martyn is ALREADY IN a situation its perfect its perfect

[ghostyclay]

Web of Lies hermitcraft AU (Summary/info post)

Grian is surprised when Jimmy contacts him, especially since they haven't spoken in years. Back then, Grian was still a journalist who secretly worked with villains and Jimmy was a young adult who got accepted into a hero program...

Apparently Jimmy had become a vigilante instead, and the reason he contacted Grian was because he and his civilian friend Joel were creating an underground fighting ring and they needed workers for the bar above it that functions as a cover up.

He's hesitant to accepts their offer, since he's been trying to stay out of any... Crime "Shenanigans" for the past few years since quiting his job as a journalist, but agrees after they assure him that they just need a civilian worker that won't rat them out to the heroes.

Everything goes well at first and Grian slowly gets to know the other staff members better, that is until he starts to overhear more and more strange conversations between his co-workers, mentioning a strange type of magic that has been causing chaos in the city recently. It sounds awfully familiar to a cult Grian knows from his time as a journalist in Evo.

Grian is determined to stay out of it, ESPECIALLY if it turns out he's correct about the watchers being involved, but he has to at least do something, right?

Or, Grian has to make a choice between his quiet life as a "civilian" and saving his friends. Determined to do both, he tries to influence the watchers games from behind the scenes without anyone finding out, even going as far as creating new secret personas. Too bad the watchers think identity reveals are incredibly entertaining...

!!Masterpost is here!!

more stuff below!

(These things might change slightly, but I'll keep updating this post as i write the fics/comics!)

Characters

Major characters: Grian, Joel, Etho, Mumbo

Important side characters*: Jimmy, Gem, Pearl, Evil X, Ren, Doc, Xisuma, Scar,

Other minor characters: Cub, Zedaph, Skizz, Beef, Tango, Bdubs, Cleo, Martyn, Scott, Impulse, Joe, Iskall, False, Stress

(*still count as major characters, but they r either only relevant during one arc, don't get much screen time, or don't influence the plot that much)

Relationships

The main ones r just.... All of the major chars ig? Like, Grian&Mumbo, Grian&Jimmy&Joel, Joel&Etho, Grian&Etho, Grian&Gem, Grian&Pearl,...

Side ones / only relevant during one arc: Grian&Evil X, Grian&Xisuma, Grian&Scar, Etho&Bdubs, Etho&Doc, Pearl&Scott, Cleo&Scott, Skizz&Beef,...

Theres also some side (friend)ships that im not sure about yet, mainly boat boys and rendoc, since i can't decide whether i wanna make them platonic, ambiguous or romantic 😭 feel free to tell me what u prefer!!!

[queen-scribbles]

Redamancy: act of loving in return -- from the "Lost Words" prompts

Don't ask me why the Hunter Babe claimed this one, I don't know. But it turned out really cute, so I'm hardly complaining. Somewhere post-NC, 1.1k words ---

Eisza wouldn't call herself an early riser. She wasn't the type to sleep til noon, either, but she knew too many people who liked to be up before the sun to classify rising shortly after it as early. Today, however, was earlier than usual, the dawn just turning the horizon grey-pink, for one simple reason.

She needed to redo her hair. It had been long enough, she could feel it getting funky. Taking out the braids, combing, washing, letting it dry before restyling... the process was time-consuming. She didn't need to be starting the day late; there was always too much to do as it was.

Theron's side of the bed was empty, she noted as she stretched and stood. But given the covers were still tugged haphazardly toward the pillow from when they "made" the bed yesterday, Eisza was inclined to think this was more 'never made it to bed' than him waking up early.

Didn't take him long to get back to that routine, she mused, exiting the bedroom. She found him on her way to the caf dispenser, exactly where she thought she would--on the couch, sprawled across half of it, with a datapad in his lap and deep enough asleep to actually snore.

Do I wanna know how late you were up? Given she knew how long datapad would sit before dropping into sleep mode, and that he'd jimmied his to give him an extra hour, probably not. Eisza detoured from her objective of procuring caf long enough to kiss his forehead. (if he was out to the point of snoring, she was fairly confident she wouldn't wake him.) There was fuzz starting in the lines of his haircut, and she wondered if he'd clean it up or let it fill in as she straightened and continued on.

She was quieter than usual for his sake as she made caf before heading back to the 'fresher. She'd worn her hair the same way for decades at this point, so it was rote to undo the braids and comb it out. That process and occasional sips of caf had her mostly awake by the time she got in the shower. She left the chipped purple mug balanced on the counter for her emergence. For Theron's sake she tried to keep it down as she went through the routine. No singing in the shower today. Nothing so loud it would filter out, let him have his sleep. Because she cared about him and the docs still nagged once in a while about 'recovery time' and 'doing too much' and stars knew he needed the rest. Even if he struggled to take it out of worry for her.

Once out of the shower, Eisza pulled on a ratty t-shirt she didn't mind getting wet and comfy pants before heading to sit on the unoccupied end of the couch. She'd catch up on report reading while her hair dried, the redo the braids. Theron had shifted while she showered, and she had to slide under one of his legs, letting his calf rest atop her knee, to settle in. Worth it for the fact he was still sleeping.

It was an hour later, just as her hair approached truly dry, that he stirred. He stretched, muttering under his breath and scrubbing his eyes with the heel of one hand.

"Mornin' sunshine," Eisza said with a smile, rubbing his shin.

Theron paused to take in their--her--position, then gave her a soft, half-asleep smile. "...Hi." He yawned and sat up. "You want help with your braids?"

Eisza smirked. "Depends, will you do 'em straight?"

He smirked back and flipped one hand toward her nearly-empty mug. "Depends, did you save any for me?"

She laughed. "In the dispenser, so it would stay hot."

"My hero," he said around another yawn, levering himself off the couch. While he padded across the room to fix caf, Eisza saved her progress and set aside the datapad to start combing out her hair. By the time Theron rejoined her, caf in hand, she was perched on the floor. Crisp lines delineated the sections for each braid, and she was waiting.

He took a long swallow of the caf, cleared his throat at the heat, as he sat on the couch. "D'you want right or left?"

She knew which would be easier for him with where he was sitting. "I'll do left."

Theron hummed acknowledgement, set down his caf, and they both reached for the middle-largest--sections of hair. They worked in silence, fingers occasionally brushing as they worked to twine the narrow braids without creating tangles lower down. Eisza's hair was very prone to tangles.

There was a reason she usually did this herself. Other people didn't grasp--or worse, didn't care about--the measures involved to keep it from retangling. Mako had helped a few times about the Short Supply, mostly when Eisza was sore or injured and couldn't keep her arms up as long. But even her friend's fingers could get hurried or rough if she was lost in chatter. so Eisza still preferred to do it herself.

Theron though... his hands were gentle, deliberate, fully separating the strands for braiding so the ends didn't knot. For all his brazen recklessness in other areas, with this he was unerringly careful. For her. And so Eisza found herself relaxing instead of tense whenever he helped. She trusted him with her life, her heart, their Alliance--more than ever now--it was easy to extend to this as well. He'd proven he deserved it.

She was glad he was still here.

Eisza spent so long in self-reflection that when her reverie ended they were almost done. Neat braids marched securely across her scalp. Theron was being just as careful with the last small ones as at the beginning.

"There we go," he said as they finished at the same time.

"Thanks." Eisza boosted herself back up on the couch, turning so she faced him. "That goes so much faster with help."

"You're welcome." He reached for his caf, then glared at the empty mug before setting it aside to stretch instead. "Could you... help with mine sometime soon?" He ran a hand over his hair. "It's starting to grow back and I... kinda like how it looked."

Eisza snickered at having an answer to her earlier question.

Theron arched a brow. "Do you not like it? 'Cause I can let it-"

"Nah, it's good." She sidled closer with a grin, raking her fingers along the stripes and the light brown fuzz just starting between them. "I'll like your hair whatever you do, but this? Pretty sexy. Keep it as long as you want."

He grinned, loosely settling one arm around her shoulders. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." She accepted the unspoken invitation and snuggled close. Sure, there was a lot to do today, but this, snuggled against him on the very comfortable couch with his heartbeat in her ear, felt like a much better use of her early morning.

[angeart]

Boatem Circus.... Thoughts cycling through my head about your Wonderful au. These thoughts might not make sense but. You're cool!

I think what breaks me the most (at this moment) /pos is that Scar, when he built up the circus with his own two hands, after coming from wherever he had come from, had to teach himself how to bring salvation to others. How to show others safety and warmth and show them that things would be okay. He had to teach himself first how to take care of others. And then after elegy he realizes that everything he taught himself can be like- applied to him, too, because he's not alone anymore and the others are gonna show him and teach him and save him and it's so 🥹 love. Found family. Yummy.

(Also while I'm here 👉👈, am I allowed to ask who the very first person to join Scar's circus was or is that like spoilers-?) hope you have a lovely night and day

boatem circus!! 💕

you are so very right about scar. he didn't have other people show him kindness, but he still decided to extend it to others. he had to learn, and by doing so, he wasn't even aware he's teaching the others too!

and gosh when they turn it around on him 🥺 my heart.

found family!!! i love boatem circus crew found family so so so much.

you are allowed to ask! it's not a secret or a spoiler or anything! it just genuinely wasn't something i had figured out, but your question prompted me to go bug stiff and i think we got it now :3c ...

the order in which people joined the circus*:

scar > impulse > gem > jimmy > ren > pearl > cleo & doc (separately but at around the same time) > mumbo > joel > grian > [events of elegy] > skizz > tango > ???

... so. impulse. our beloved impulse was first.

he was running away from some people and he hid at where scar was building stuff. and scar came across him, with his typical "well hello there :J"

and impulse was scared! and he could've lashed out with fire in his fear. but— he didn't. (he is a teddy bear and genuinely doesn't want to hurt anyone, ever.) (there might be a backstory buried there that makes elegy so much worse :3c just saying)

he wasn't used to people regarding him without fear. he wasn't used to being just... accepted. or to be allowed to stay anywhere. he actually fully expected that's what the rest of his life will be: endless wandering, being chased off, forever running away. and yet.

and yet.

scar offers him a place to stay. so easily. as if it didn't cost him anything.

[h0t--guy]

Woah! A stunning superhero such as me has an ask blog? No way!

Here he is, the one, the only, the hottest most handsome man you've ever seen, your favorite superhero, hOtgUy!! (Or you could just spell it Hot Guy. That works too. Hehe.)

[ooc note; This is a Hot Guy roleplay/lore blog! Inspired off of the other lovely hermit roleplay blogs! ..I wish I was Hot Guy, oh, to be a hero-complexed buff man with soft brown hair and gorgeous green eyes...]

Please no politics, don't curse in my ask box! + Sometimes my ask box eats answers :( also, important announcement here regarding boundaries.

Step this way for Hot Guy tidbits!! 🏹⬇️

-=×+×=-

🏹 Very clearly, as you can see, I am the handsomest man around, check out my muscles! Watch me flex!

🏹 I've never shared this with the public, but... (Hehe, butt-) ..often I have to use supports! It's tiring, running around this way and that, my poor legs can't keep up without some help!

🏹 This blast scar on my cheek? I got it years ago! I was saving civilians when an explosion went off! Luckily, the only things that were hurt were my pride and the entire right side of my body.. a mere flesh wound, I say!

🏹 My personality? I'd say I'm quite the charismatic man! People love me! And of course, I love the people, I wouldn't be where I am today without them. The more positive attention, the better I do fighting horrible horrible villains!

🏹 Dyslexic? ..who told you that? I'm not relying on autocorrect!!

🏹 cUtEgUy? Ooh, he's cute, alright... Hehe!

-=×+×=-

Other blogs!!

Scar - @ask-gtwscar

Grian - @ask-grian

Ariana Griande - @arianagriand3

Cute Guy - @ask-cuteguy

Poultry Man - @iampoultryman

Mumbo - @ask-mumbojumbo

Jimmy - @ask-jimmy-solidarity

Tango - @ask-tangotek

Zedaph - @ask-zedaph

Xisuma - @ask-xisuma

Evil X - @ask-evil-x

Etho - @asketho

BDubs - @askbdubsblog

Gem - @ask-gemgem

Joel - @ask-smallishbeans

Ren - @askrendog

Martyn - @ask-martyn

Doc - @ask-docm77

-=×+×=-

[ooc; this blog is inspired off of not only the lovely ask-gtwscar, but also ddvau Hot Guy! (To make it extra clear, I'm not roleplaying as ddvau Hot Guy, I'm inspired by him. And I am not the same moderator as ask-gtws!!)

I am a person too, so please don't get frustrated if I don't answer an ask right away. I could be busy, after all! Hot Guy could be fighting villains!!

Don't be weird about the content creators! I will try to be accurate regarding the character Hot Guy/Scar, but I am not based off of mister content creator Scar himself!

I will be marking character tags and other tags with emojis to avoid maintagging!

Also, this blog welcomes both normal asks and lore with open arms! However please avoid tagging this blog in huge threads, it might be an issue to read through it all and keep caught up. Thank you!]

[gamergirl-06]

Ryan x FTM! Reader

Plot: Ryan and the reader are at the Serling and jimmy makes a comment on readers appearance. Ryan gets pissed, also I’m making Reuben Reed good here.

Requested by (and I’m tagging): @hyunjinbiased-blog

You were relaxing with Rosa and Evie, drink in hand as you listened to their conversation.

Ryan, your crush and best friend, was trying to sort out how his immunity and how it needs to get you and him out of LA and to safety.

You understood the stress he was under, it was a big task to become the hero and try and save the world with your Blood.

“Hello, are you ok (Y/N)?”

It was Evie, she had a concerned look on her face, Rosa mirroring her.

You clear your throat, “yeah I’m fine, just thinking about if the world will ever go back to the way it was before.”

They nodded, they understood how you felt, they thought about it everyday, that was the only thing in their minds constantly.

You look up and see Reuben and Ryan walking into the room and you got up saying goodbye to the girls before trotting beside Ryan.

He turns and looks at you and smiles “well hello there.”

“Hello to you too,” you say back and give him a side hug

Reuben chuckled “you two are really cute together”

You and Ryan look at him, eyes widened as Ryan spoke “oh we’re not together”

You enter another room with all of the Dr’s files and Ryan held your hand as Reed began to explained where to find the equipment to test his blood.

You went still, your crushes hand was touching yours, this has to be a dream..nope it wasn’t it was actually happening.

“We gonna need to test your blood, only problem is It’s in The CDC by the Santa Monica Pier.” He told Ryan “It’s going to be a bit of a travel but you should make it, if you don’t..get attacked by those things that is”

Ryan looked at him with an unamused look on his face “Geez thanks”.

You look at Ryan “I know this must be stressful for you,” you hug him and he hugs back.

He looks down at you and smiles “yeah, but I have this voice in my head that tells me to keep going, I really just want to get us both and everyone else to safety.”

You blush at the fact you’re even hugging him right now.

Reuben smiles at you both, you two reminded of him and his wife when they were younger. The love that they had for each other but you two just didn’t know it yet.

Ever since you two got here, he was your biggest shipper (Reuben shipping two people is a funny thought 😂)

Jimmy then enters the room “hey doc you know we ran out of food.”

“Yeah I know” He said rolling his eyes at Jimmy, god Jimmy was annoying sometimes “and I told you when I had more off my plate then I would go for a supply run, I have told you this 10 hundred times.”

Just then Tisha ran in “Dad we need to go and sweep those apartments before someone else cleans them out”.

Reed shook his head “There’s no way you’re going, I can’t Let you go outside with those things lumbering around.”

“But Daaad, I’m not a little girl anymore, I’m going with the others, we will be back soon” she goes to walk away but Reuben grabs her arm and pulls her back.

“Now you must be out of your mind, you DON’T go outside WITHOUT me”.

Jimmy then piped in “yeah doc just let her go, she wants to be part of the team”

“Jimmy’s right I have to do something” Tisha argues back.

“I can’t let those things take you away from me like they did your mother” Reuben stops, he can’t believe he just said that.

You and Ryan stood in shock like everyone else, you both knew nothing about what happened to Reuben’s wife, he only told you she passed awhile ago.

Now that he said that you know that it must be a sensitive subject, especially with Tisha.

“I’m sorry..I-i didn’t mean to…” Reuben regretted saying the words that came out of his mouth a minute ago.

“Your right, dad” Tisha started “I shouldn’t put this on you, I’m sorry”

You piped in “I mean I could take her and watch her back while we scavenge for supplies, you know me Reuben, I have gone with Ryan in missions for you before, it won’t be any different.”

Tisha have you a look of gratitude and appreciation and smiled at you.

Reuben let out a breath, “ok, since it’s you and I trust you, Tisha..you can go, just be careful”

She smiled and hugged him and looked at you once again “Thank you so much, I am grateful.”

You smile as she leaves and you gather your things from the table next to you Jimmy looks you up and down “looks more girly then an actual man”.

You freeze up as you heard him talk about your appearance. You felt tears prick the corner of your eyes as you felt belittled.

Ryan’s face went red “what the fuck did you just say asshat?”

Jimmy tensed up, he knew if he repeated what he said he would be on the floor in seconds.

“Ummmm…” he replied

Ryan trudged towards the man but you stopped him and Reuben threw Jimmy out of the room.

“If I EVER hear you say shit like that again Jimmy you will have to answer to me about why that behaviour is acceptable, you understand me?” You heard Reuben say outside the door.

You couldn’t really hear what Jimmy said but you were to busy trying to calm Ryan down from rage.

“Ryan, please his not worth it” you say.

“He is if it’s about you, he shouldn’t talk to you like that it’s so wrong, plus it doesn’t make you feel equal to everyone else.” (I’m sorry to anyone who has experienced the negative behaviour towards them in this area, you don’t deserve that)

You smile “I do appreciate you looking out for me.”

“Of course, i…care about you so much” he said.

You eyes widened and blush..he told you he cared about you..holy hell.

Ryan took a deep breath out “fuck it I can’t do it anymore..(Y/N)… I love you..I have had feelings for you since I met you..I want you to be mine.”

You couldn’t believe what you just heard..the person you liked..confessing that he feels the same way. You eventually look into his eyes and without stuttering say:

“Ryan, I love you too, I too have felt this way about you for awhile as well.”

You connect your lips together in a gentle kiss as Ryan placed his hand on the back of your neck and the other on your back while yours found his muscly chest.

“Ahem” came from behind you both as you both break away and see that Reuben was staring at the both of you.

“About time, I was just starting to plan to take matters into my own hands if you didn’t confess” Reuben smirked.

Both you and Ryan had red on your faces, flushed from embarrassment.

“Sorry..uh you might wanna go to Tisha..she’s waiting for you” Reuben said to you.

“Oh..yes” you grab your stuff and give Ryan a kiss before walking out.

“Be careful out there, love you” Ryan said

“Love you too” you replied as you walked to Tisha to start your run.

[docholligay]

Holligay Tries Things That Aren't Running: Kettlebell AMPD

The answer is a very obvious, 'Because people like it that way' but I swear to god, working out in groups is just choreography, and, why?

I walk into Kettlebell AMPD after a full week of doing strength classes, and I'm not too proud to tell you: I am beat to shit. I literally put dinner on the table and ran out in my Extremely Noble Quest to win an overpriced and unnecessary kitchen item, after having ran in the morning, and the idea of lifting a weight is not thrilling to me.

But, the only way to get a sticker is to do this class, and I've picked it specifically because it's only 45 minutes, and not an hour, and I am lazy.

The teacher's name is Lacy*. I am worried that she will think I'm a lazy shit, because I have every intention of picking up a 10 pound kettlebell and being a lazy shit. Echoes of Boot Camp haunt my mind. She'll see me for sure.

Then she struggles to tell the teenage boys playing hoops that open gym is over, and I offer to do it.

I grab my ten pound kettlebell. She ain't saying shit.

A kettlebell is essentially a flat-bottomed bowling ball with a handle. I've been in enough classes involving weight to have a rough idea of what is going to go on here, but what I could not have imagined is that the squats and bicup curls and whatnot would be set to the beats of That's What I Call Music: Doc is in and around High School.

I want you to imagine trying to get a serious workout in while you're listening to Fall Out Boy and The All American Rejects. You're doing squats in time the Good Charlotte. Am I the dad rock?? I ask myself. I never listened to this stuff really, but there is nothing like the popular music of your generation being used to inspire a bunch of greying women in t-shirts to make you realize that the greying woman is you, DocDoc.

All of which would have been fine until some other unspeakable mid00s hit came on, and she displayed a motion of making a wide swing with the kettlebell, trading it over at the top of her head, squatting down and passing it to the other hand, again, through her legs.

Like most people just this side of 40, I have a handful of infirmities, my only saving grace being that they were caused by something other than being old: Being an idiot.

When I was about 19, I fell through the floor of an abandoned farmhouse, from the second floor to the first, and have a handful of issues to show for it. A few light scars that most people never notice unless I point them out, a knee that gives me trouble occasionally, an elbow with a weak ligament that gets overtaxed easily, but most interestingly, a hand that drops something if I grip it wrong.

I assume this is some kind of nerve injury, as it's the same hand that loses feeling in two of the fingertips if it gets cold, but I don't know as I've never had the money and inclination to chase down an injury for which the diagnosis will be: Hell of a thing! But what it means is I often have to be thoughtful about the way I lift something with that hand, especially something heavy. I have done it so long that people never notice I do it, and honestly it's generally easy to avoid.

Swinging a kettlebell around my legs and through the air to the beat is PRIME TIME for me to be grabbing something incorrectly and sailing it off into Kelsey's head. I stand there for a moment like an idiot, unsure of what to do. Then i just go grab a 5 pound kettlebell and .5% ass it.

I would say I got nothing out of the class, but in fairness I didn't really give it anything to reinvest, it's not like I was actually trying. I don't think I would do it again though, it was weightlifting without any actual oomph. I would go to that class every week and never get any stronger.

We finished with a stretching session to Jimmy Eat World's song about a dead person.

*Or, as with these (reviews? Thoughts? Pointless asides?) a close enough approximation of her name.

[wrestlersownmyheart]

"Her Outlaw Hero" (Sons Of Anarchy-Chibs Chapter fic) Chapter 5

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the Original Characters in this story. I am only using Kurt Sutter's characters from Sons of Anarchy. He created the characters and the show—I am in no way taking any credit for his creations. This story is for entertainment only. Content/Warnings: Violence against both men and women including rape. Summary:

Adelaide Watson is fleeing Tennessee—on the run from her violent past.

When she has a car accident on a lonely road in Charming, California, she has no choice but to walk to town for help. But help comes to her instead. In a very unexpected way.

Chapter 5

Tara was scribbling out a prescription for some pain medication while Chibs got Adelaide Watson settled into a bed. He quickly placed a pack of ice in each of her armpits, underneath her back and neck. Then hesitating for a second, but knowing what he had to do to help the woman, he hurriedly placed another one at the juncture of her thighs. Then he covered the woman lightly with a dampened sheet to aid in keeping her cool. He finished by aiming a fan at her and turning it on the high setting.

Adelaide whimpered lightly, and her head shifted on the pillow. "Mmm…Cold…" she murmured incoherently in her sleep.

"I know," Chibs told her softly. "Just hang in there. We're gonna get you well." He touched her forehead lightly, and looked over at Tara across the room. "She seems to be staying cool so far."

Tara nodded. "Be sure and keep a check on her actual temperature though. Every twenty minutes. If it approaches 104, get her back in an ice bath."

"I will," Chibs replied slowly, watching intently as she wrote on her prescription pad.

"What is it," she asked, seeing the concern on his face.

"Maybe you shouldn't write her a prescription after all," Chibs stated, obviously thinking it over. "If someone truly is looking for her—someone she's obviously afraid of, a scrip would leave a paper trail."

"Well what else can I do," Tara asked, a frown crossing her face. "When she wakes up she'll be in pain. She's going to need something."

"Write it out for me," Chibs suggested. "That way, she'll have access to the pills, but they'll be in my name so it won't help anyone find her."

Her hazel gaze stared him down for a moment, deep in thought. "Why are you doing this," she asked. "I mean, you're asking me to break the law in writing a false prescription, all for a woman you don't even know."

Chibs shrugged, at a loss for words. "I don't know, really. I just…"

"Does this have anything to do with Fiona's death?"

Chibs' dark eyes shot to hers in an instant. "No. Why would it?"

"Well, Chibs, it doesn't take a shrink to see the possible connection. You feel guilt because you couldn't save her from Jimmy O' Phelan before you were able to kill him. Maybe you're trying to make up for that somehow..."

He shook his head. "No. I cared about Fi, and it kills me that I couldn't save her. But it's got nothin' to do with this woman," he indicated Adelaide with a slight nod of his head in her direction. "I just want to help her get well. She's a scared, defenseless woman who's running for her life. She needs our help."

Tara stared at him skeptically for a moment but finally nodded. "Okay." She ripped up the slip of paper she'd been writing on and started a new one. She wrote on a another one and then handed them both to him. "I wrote one for hydrocodone, and I also wrote one for some 800 milligram Ibuprofen. If her pain begins to subside, try to wean her off the hydrocodone and give her the Ibuprofen instead."

Chibs nodded and pocketed the prescriptions. "Thanks, Doc."

"You're welcome. Now, I've got to get back and finish my shift, but I'll drop by afterward to see how she's doing. Call me in an emergency. Oh, and I left a syringe with another dose of Phenobarbital should she start convulsing again."

Tig and Quinn entered the dorm as Tara left and spoke softly, so as not to disturb Adelaide's sleep. "We got her car towed back here," Quinn reported. He handed over a suitcase. "This was inside. I figured she'd need it."

"Yeah, thanks," Chibs said, setting the suitcase in the floor at the foot of the bed.

"How's she doing," Tig asked, his vivid blue eyes reflecting his concern.

"I guess she's okay, for right now," Chibs answered, sitting down in a chair beside Adelaide's bed. "She only came out of the ice bath a few minutes ago but, so far, her temperature seems to be staying cooled down."

"That's great," Tig replied. "Maybe she'll be good as new soon."

"How's your hand," Chibs asked, fighting off the urge to chuckle.

"It's okay," Tig said, lifting his bitten hand to show off the gauze bandaging. "It wasn't as bad as it looked. Why I'm the one to always get bitten, I'll never know," he laughed. "But, at least this time it wasn't on my-"

"Please…"

They all turned to Adelaide, whose head shifted restlessly back and forth against her pillow.

"Please… don't…"

"I wonder who she's so scared of," Tig asked.

"I don't know," Chibs answered. "But judging from all those bruises, she has reason to be scared. I'll find out who it is, as soon as I can."

"Well, Tig, let's go finish these repos," Quinn said. "Then we need to figure out what her car is gonna need toward repairing."

"Yeah, yeah," Tig grumbled as they exited the dorm. "Just a regular busy day."

Chibs chuckled and shook his head at the two men's grumblings when Adelaide caught his attention again.

"Please… Someone… H-help me…"

She became more restless and her hand twitched and formed a fist.

"Shhh," Chibs shushed her gently and brushed his finger down her cheek in a soothing gesture. "Nobody's gonna hurt ya now," he whispered. "You're safe."

"No…" she whimpered. "Never… Safe again…"

The corner of Chibs' mouth twitched as if to fight off a smile. The woman obviously has no idea who she's stumbled upon, he thought. Between him and the rest of the club members, the woman was as safe as she could get. She may not realize it, but she lucked out when Chibs and Tig found her.

Instinctively, he took her small hand in his own and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I promise you, lass," he drawled. "We won't let anyone hurt ya."

He started to pull his hand out of hers so he could call his daughter, Karianne and inform her that he'd be staying in a dorm for the night. To his surprise, Adelaide's fingers curled around his and held his hand in place. She whimpered softly in protest to his leaving.

Surprised, Chibs settled back in his seat a few minutes more, and took a moment to look his fill of her.

In spite of the bruises marring her pale skin, the woman was stunning. Her long, dark wavy hair was currently in a loose braid that draped over her shoulder. Though her eyes were closed in sleep, he recalled the icy shade of blue that stood out drastically against the long black lashes that fringed them. Chibs' gaze moved to her mouth and he couldn't help but visually feast on the full lips. They were devoid of any artificial color and at the moment were unusually pale. But he had no doubt that in good health, they would be pink and soft and begging to be kissed.

He instantly shook his head and tried to clear his mind of the thought. What the-, he asked himself. Only an hour ago the woman was at death's door and here I am drooling over her like some pre-teen lad.

Frustrated with himself, he pulled out his cell phone to call Karianne.

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Furious, Liam Walker paced back and forth in what used to be Adelaide's bedroom, looking for clues as to where she might have gone.

"How could Laidey do this to me," he growled to himself. "I took good care of her and all I asked in return was that she do what I say. I loved her. I'd even been willing to abide by her silly no-sex rule." He sat down on the edge of her bed and stewed some more.

Till she decided to taunt me with it, he justified in his twisted mind. And then to assault me and leave me for dead, like the little coward she is, he raged. She'll pay. I'll find her. And then I'm going to finish what I started, he vowed, feeling the searing frustration of his unmet needs. He'd fallen unconscious before his pleasure had even plateaued. And then she really will die.

Feeling fueled to start his search, he grabbed her cell phone off her night table and began going through her contacts to get in touch with. He dialed the first one on the list and made his voice sound shaky with emotion.

A second later, an elderly woman's voice answered with a soft, "Hello?"

"Hello, Abbie—Abbie Simpson? This is Liam Walker, Adelaide Watson's boyfriend. I was going through Laidey's contact list on her phone and came across your number. I was wondering… If you've," he paused for effect, and then bit back a fake sob for sympathy. "I was wondering if you have seen her. She's missing and I can't find her anywhere." He listened as the woman spoke kindly to him.

"Why no, I've not seen her in ages, dear. She quit coming to my church a couple years ago."

Quickly, Liam's politeness dwindled. "You have no idea where she is then?"

"No, I'm sorry, I don't-"

Liam hung up without saying goodbye before the woman could finish her sentence. Then he was on to his next contact.

Angela McSands. Laidey's best friend, he thought. And idea struck him then on how to trick some information out of her. Or at the very least, find out how much she knew about his and Laidey's relationship. If she knew too much, she'd have to be disposed of.

Moments later, he dialed her from his burner so she wouldn't recognize the phone number and waited till she answered.

"Hello?"

"Am I speaking with Angela McSands," Liam asked, disguising his voice slightly.

"Yes, this is she," came the cautious reply. "Who's calling?"

"This is Detective Jacobs with Nashville P.D. I received a missing persons report on a…" He paused as if reading from the faux report. "An Adelaide Watson. It says she's been missing for about two days. Do you know anything about that?"

"No," came the immediate, surprised reply. "But… I don't understand. How did you get my number?"

"We took a number of items as evidence—one being Ms. Watson's cell phone. She left it behind, and we went through the contacts to see if anyone knows of her whereabouts. Her boyfriend stated you were her best friend, so that's why I've called you. You don't have any idea where Ms. Watson would be?"

"N-no," Angela said again. "I-I I mean, I saw her on Sunday evening. But after our visit, I have no idea where she went. I assumed back to her house."

She's good, Liam thought, impressed with the woman's ability to lie on the spur of the moment. There's no way Laidey didn't tell her about what happened between us. Angela's almost as good a liar as me, he grinned. To test his theory he took the questioning in another direction.

"Sunday…So you saw her the day she disappeared. You're probably the last person to have seen her. Did she seem okay when you saw her," he asked. "Did she seem worried or scared or anything like that? Or had she mentioned an altercation of any kind?"

"No, not at all," Angela answered. "We just had dinner together and chatted for a while. She was in a really good mood and didn't seem troubled in any way."

Bingo, Liam thought. She didn't have dinner with Laidey on Sunday, I did. And Laidey most certainly wasn't in a good mood either. "Okay," he tried to sound as if he was taking notes. "And how did she appear? Did she look nervous or scared? Was she disheveled or anything?"

"No," replied Angela, beginning to sound slightly irritated. "I've told you, she seemed absolutely fine."

Wrong again, Liam thought triumphantly. "That's alright, Ms. McSands. I'm just trying to decipher if she disappeared of her own free will, or if she met with some possible foul play."

"Well, seeing as she is like my sister, she would've told me if something was wrong. Now, if you don't have any more questions, I really need to get back to my work. I have a ton of papers to finish grading."

With that, Liam heard the line click and then there was only silence.

"And I have all the answers I need," he thought out loud, with a devious grin. His green eyes glinted maliciously. "I think I'll pay you a visit very soon, Ms. McSands."

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[ghostriderslade]

Adventures in the Crab Crotch Nebula Chapter 22 - "A Grand Finale".

Princess O-Mahma Pa-Jhama had merged with the Sun Saphire and was transformed into the living embodiment of light and hope for her homeworld of Saphira. As one, her all-female Space Siren Squad fell to the ground and prostrated themselves in homage to their newly risen queen.

"Gosh," Captain Boomer Thrice said in sheer awe and admiration. "You're as pretty as the newly risen Sun."

"Flatterer." The Space Princess gave an embarrassed smile even as she lit up the entire palace with the soft blue and pink light that radiated from her perfect body.

"We have to get back to the ships and complete the mission." Princess O-Mhama said reminding herself of their stated mission to the home planet of the Crabs.

"Already ahead of you." Boomer spoke into his wrist Space Communicator. "Jimmy, me and some very lovely ladies need a ride. Can you pick us up? Tell the Princesses ship that she is safe with me and she has what they sought. Tell them to start slathering the planet with the Secret Anti-Crabs Space Sauce."

Boomer, Princess Pa-Jhama and the sexy Space Sirens ran from the palace of King Crab Chachaka. The evil crab had slipped away, but he would get soon get his comeuppance with a steady stream of white bacterial ointment squirted from the heads of the twin alliance rockets.

As the group raced on, their path was suddenly blocked by the most horrific giant crab crotch monster they had encountered yet.

"Let 'em have it, ladies." Boomer said, and the Space Sirens began blasting the beast to pieces with their space laser guns. The princess of Saphira and Captain Boomer of Earth heroically joined in the fight. The crab monster was vanquished without any losses.

Boomer led the Princess and the women to the spot where his best friend and first officer, Jimmy Kricut had set their space rocket down.

"All aboard," Jimmy called out as the beautiful ladies jumped onto his open gang plank. Then, when he saw Princess Pa-Jhama in her new celestial form, he nearly fainted. "I've never seen anything as beautiful as you."

"Isn't she something, Jimmy? Nothing like her back in Muenster, Wisconsin."

When everyone was aboard the Secret Space Force Rocket, Jimmy quickly blasted off and got the ship into orbit. The ship struggled to break free of the crab planet's atmosphere.

"Captain." Lieutenant Jimmy called out. "I've got some drag. There's something attached to the main shaft of our rocket."

"Pull up external view cameras, Jimmy. There! Look it's that puss-filled leech, the Crab King himself. But he's grown to giant size and is clinging to our shaft like a tick!"

"Shall I squirt him, sir?"

"By Uranus' hairy eyeball, give him both cylinders, Jimmy!"

Everyone aboard Boomer's rocket cheered with joy and excitement as a giant glob of sticky, white goo shot out of the rocket's ports and splattered all over the King of the Crabs. The crew could almost hear the Crab King scream "nooooooo!" as he was swept off the smooth red rocket and into the cold vacuum of space.

The twin ships from Saphira and Earth joined together and began shooting their collective anti-crab loads all over the planet's atmosphere. Their mission would end the Universal crab infestation and a trillion men and women from a thousand planets would be free of crabs at last.

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Doctor Spector met Captain Boomer at a little cafe outside the main headquarters of Space Force.

"You did good, son. You saved Earth and the galaxy one again. Are you sure I can't sweet talk you into staying one for one more adventure?"

A stunning young lady, perhaps the most beautiful woman Doctor Spector had ever seen, looked up and smiled at them.

"Eyes over here, Doc." Boomer laughed. "That's my girl. You'll have to get your own."

"Oh ..." Doctor Spector looked back and forth and then whispered, "Princess Pa-Jhama?"

"Shhhhh, Doctor," she smiled again as she came over and took Boomer's offered arm. "Even celestial space princesses need a vacation with their best guy sometimes."

"Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle." Spector whistled. "You kids do deserve some time away."

Boomer tipped his hat as the very handsome couple began to walk away.

Then he stopped and turned and walked back, "ummm, about that other little thing, Doc?"

"All taken care of, Captain." Spector returned the whisper, reassuring his number one asset. "You are not a crab baby daddy. The Crab Queen was lying. She wasn't pregnant."

After Boomer and Princess Pa-Jhama had departed, Spector flipped open his space wrist communicator. "Have the human/ crab hybrid babies ready. I'll be there in 15 minutes. Amazing! The first known examples of two alien species being able to procreate."

Someone spoke back to the Space Force Commander. Spector shook his head.

"No, Captain Boomer need never know about this. Space Force will keep this secret to ourselves. No one one will ever believe such a thing to be real anyway. They would have to be a ridiculous conspiracy nut to even suggest such a thing to the public. No worries. We can experiment in blissful secrecy and build a grand hybrid army. Doctor Spector out."

[lavendertownsghost]

RvB Restoration incoherent liveblog, then more coherent thoughts at the end

spoilers of course

Kai!!! God I hope she's in more than one scene

Why do I feel like something's up with Wash?

Wait when did they get Sheila back??

Hey they actually mentioned O'mally and how Doc perceived that

Like how they kept Grif being absolutely done with everything like in season 15

Simmons stop being mean to your boyfriend

I just realized that Epsilon's armor is from a different game than the others

Oohhh wow the Great Destroyer prophecy is actually relevant

wait how is Felix part of the Meta 2.0? I thought they just couldn't get Elijah Wood back for Sigma and that's the orange AI talking to Delta, but it's actually a version of Felix??

Yep, totally expected the Reds to nope out xD

OK that's totally Sigma with a different voice actor (Miles?). Or was Epsilon was implying that Felix and Sigma merged somehow.

This is also a real good look into how Maine was tortured

Tucker noooooo :(

Wash go save your boyfriend

Also wait why is Wash in a hospital again? he was fine at the end of season 13. Unless this is a hallucination and he had a mental break

Surprised Grif went along with this

479er!!!! My girl!

Also did Sarge forget for like the 3rd time that the Red vs Blue fight was fake?

Ahhh yes, the classic Sarge plan of 'Kill Grif'

Love how they glossed over the actual fight at the end of season 13

Oh god the zoom class flashbacks

WAIT WHAT

oh shit that's Tucker in the armor

hey you know what would be real fucked? if Junior shows up

oh wow didn't expect the Reds to straight up leave Caboose to die

wait Sarge don't do a heroic sacrifice

hell yeah Sarge badass moment!

oh no Sarge in front of that door

fuck, if anyone from Blood Gulch was going to die it would be Sarge

aww Sarge finally saying he's proud of Simmons legitimately has me tearing up

People are going to say that Sarge being nice to Grif is out of character, but honestly I think it fits

why do I think Doc is a hallucination of Wash's?

oh wow Simmons

Grimmons moment? Run away with me, just the two of us.

aww Grif, choosing to stay of his own volition

So they're retconing Private Jimmy again? Church was in a robot for Blood Gulch?

Church gets a body again?

aww memories :) someone better draw fanart of Caboose, Grif, and Simmons and reminiscing around a campfire

Where is Carolina in all this?

I'm wondering if this is to bring Tex back instead of Church?

oof Simmons' robo arm

TEX???

Simmons badass moment

hey wait Simmons better not die

Car moment!

FUCK YES TEX

also is Wash just unconscious somewhere?

oh there he is

ooohhh he's calling Carolina with he beacon?

oh shit are we going to get a Tex and Carolina team up!

yeah Carolina!!!!!

wait Grif and Simmons don't know she's Allison's kid xD

mother daughter team up for the ages

you know, if Tucker was still conscious in there he would absolutely make a joke about getting double teamed by two badass ladies

You know, I don't think Tucker is surviving this

Oh fuck yeah Tex!

wait what how can she use the sword?

oohhh Tucker was still holding it

Theta baby boy :(

awww Tex and Church are finally together

now someone get Tucker to a hospital

I feel like the best plan would be destroying it- oh there it goes

oh Doc is totally a hallucination

oh Doc is dead :(

North??

oh it's all the Freelancers :(

Yeah I can definitely see that conversation between Wash and Carolina as either romantic or platonic, everyone wins there

is One from season 18? I don't recognize her

oh the shot of them on top of the base :(

Grif goes home... alone :(

aww the credits with everyone's faces. that last shot of the four of the OG RoosterTeeth crew:(((

I think that was a good end. I wish Wash would have actually talked to Tucker, and I'm sad we didn't see Donut and no canon grimmons but that was a long shot. I wish there was a bit more of Tucker as himself, but he's been the main character for a while so it was nice to focus on the others. the actual ending after the fight did feel a little rushed, I would have liked a bit more of Blue team recovering. also is it now just Simmons and Lopez vs Caboose, Tucker, Wash, and Carolina, or are the Freelancers going to leave?

I'm making a separate Grimmons post

All in all I liked it :) I think the most important thing was the everyone was in character. I know people are going to nitpick it and tear it apart, but it honestly could have been way worse.

Bow Chicka Bye Now

[faggotrevolution]

rant about better call saul under the cut

the way that jimmy mcgill and kim wexler's relationship breaks down over the course of the entire show is so slow and so intentional and almost feels inevitable - in a way that i'm used to thinking of true love as inevitable - that at the end when kim says "I knew if we stopped, we would have to break up, and I didn't want to break up, because I was having too much fun" it always kind of struck me. abruptly. you get so accustomed to seeing these characters problem-solve and work together, and so often they just move past the difficult stuff that the idea of them breaking up is a slap in the face. why? if she's having fun, and they work things out, why?

straws on a camel's back!! on the rewatch, you can really see how post-chicanery, jimmy and kim start having distinct relationship problems. but it's buried beneath the rest of the plot - their troubles always move aside for the next client, the next job, the next con, whatever. or more accurately, KIM'S troubles always move aside. jimmy finds ways to make his own emotional baggage other people's problems, even if he doesn't do it directly. or even intentionally.

from my understanding! jimmy's core problem is that he's severed from his own emotional identity - he is incapable of honest, open communication, because he doesn't really understand his own feelings well enough to talk about them. but he does feel things, feels them very deeply, and cannot control or justify them. this is a piece of why he loves kim so much, she's an excellent lawyer and makes arguments on his behalf - she helps to explain him, and it makes him feel seen and acceptable

but who makes arguments for kim? jimmy is a decent lawyer, but he's not as good as she is. and he isn't able to empathize with her, he's only able to use the professional tone they established as friends in the mailroom. the only time he makes a special effort to care for her is when her arm is broken, and she is visibly injured.

kim's troubles are always being put on the back-burner to make way for the next *thing*, whereas jimmy's troubles often incite or force the next *thing* into play.

going back to the second half of season 3 and all of season 4, there are moments in the show where it really feels like jimmy and kim are definitely, definitely going to break up. like when he refuses to go to therapy, when he gets in that weird one-up contest with her boss, or when he sells drop phones and they have to run the scam to save huell.

even before then jimmy was putting kim's integrity and career in danger, but - she competently explained it, the way a lawyer would, as justifiable. god it was just all so well-wrought together. take a look at this order of events: jimmy is blocked by his brother -> gets a job at davis & main so he can keep playing the Lawyer Game and flirting with kim -> jimmy runs the sandpiper commercial everyone was uncool about -> kim gets stuck in doc review and refuses to let jimmy help her -> her efforts are not rewarded then, and are later exploited when she leaves to start her solo practice -> the number switch -> chuck's "mental breakdown" and the cassette tape

kim's story about working very hard and being exploited by her boss is sandwiched in between jimmy and chuck's stories.

now, look at another arc: jimmy is disbarred as a lawyer, while kim takes on more and more work -> jimmy spirals, and vindictively strikes out at his brother through malpractice insurance -> chuck kills himself (lmao) -> jimmy, unable to deal with the emotional fallout, goes right back to slippin jimmy -> his recklessness leads him to ask kim to help him pull off a con to help save huell babineaux from prison

meanwhile kim has found a way to be happy with her life by dividing her time between mesa verde and pro bono work. when he goes to kim she's (understandably) angry. she had her shit figured out, and here he comes with more of this convoluted bullshit to make her life more difficult.

and it really does seem like they're going to break up! she ices him out while they run the scam which, by the way, i think she only gets invested in because suzanne erikson is so unpleasant and vindictive about prosecuting huell, UP UNTIL the scam WORKS. and then kim starts being attracted to jimmy again. because she got to get one over on the DA.

it's at this point that it begins to look like their relationship is going well. kim remembers how much fun she's had with jimmy, and how these cons excite her. she starts looking for a way to have it all. as she said in her interview with schweikart & cokely, she wants more.

anyway, she tries and it makes her feel worse, so her and jimmy go back to their original enemy: howard hamlin. and we alllll know how that went

[darksaiyangoku]

RWBY/Swords of Fate: Arc Kingdom

Chapter 1 - The Omen

Fairy tales. Myths. Legends. Stories with dashing heroes and sinister villains. Many of these tales share a common source and many diverge from their original tellings. No two versions of one story are ever exactly the same. They evolve, shift and adapt. This is one such a story. In two worlds of aura and magic, there was a young man who desired fo cherish and protect. He never imagined that he would be the one to pull the legendary sword from the stone. With that simple choice, he carved a new path for himself; the path of a hero and the path of a king. And so begins the story of the Arc Kingdom.

—1st June 734 AGW, Remnant - Kingdom of Atlas, Solitas—

Jaune and his team threw off their thick coats as soon as they entered Atlas Academy. Even in the summer, the bitter cold of Solitas still packed a punch. The heat from the generators hit them like a truck. Team JNPR all hummed delightfully as they welcomed the warmth.

Jaune: Woah man!! That's muuuuch better!

Nora: Ahhhhhh!!! It's good to be out of the cold.

Pyrrha: Oh my. *looks around* this place is magnificent!

Ren: *nods* It is remarkable indeed.

The inside of the building had royal blue marble floors, with ivory white walls, pictures of the various locations of Solitas and the alumni of Atlas Academy Huntsmen and Huntresses. Walking down the corridor was the headmaster of the school, General James Ironwood, sporting a five o'clock shadow. Accompanying him were two new faces. One of them was a young man with auburn hair, green eyes and who wore a white coat over an emerald green suit. Next to him was another man with long, white hair, light purple eyes, wearing dark purple suit.

James: Team JNPR, welcome to Atlas Academy. *smiles* It's great to see you again after so long.

Pyrrha: It's great to see you too, Headmaster Ironwood. Are you enjoying your summer break?

James: *chuckles* As much as I'd like to, I unfortunately can't. There's always work to be done if we want to stop the threat of the grimm.

Ren: Evil truly never sleeps, huh?

James: And neither do huntsmen and huntresses.

Jaune: *raises hand* Um, Headmaster? Who are your friends with you?

Dr. Roman: Oh sorry about that, *chuckles* I was waiting for Jimmy here to introduce us. I'm Dr. Romani Archaman, from Vacuo. Most of the students here just call me Dr. Roman. It's very nice to meet you.

Nora: Hi there, doc!

Dr. Merlin: And you may call me Dr. Merlin. I'm an old friend of Ozpin's. It's a pleasure to meet you all.

Pyrrha: Very nice to meet you too. *smiles*

Dr. Roman: James has told us so much about you and Team RWBY. I heard that you all managed to fight back against a grimm invasion in Beacon. That's insane!

Jaune: *chuckles* Well, that's a little exaggerated-

Dr. Roman: Not at all! For first year students to fight back, let alone survive is a fantastic achievement! You should all be proud of yourselves!

Ren: *shakes head* We were just doing our jobs as huntsmen and huntresses. Making sure everyone got out of there alive.

James: And it was thanks you, RWBY, SSSN, ARBN and the other students from all the academies that countless lives were saved that day. It's no small achievement, it was heroic. For that, I thank you. *bows*

Jaune: Well... uh... we're always ready to help out when needed.

James: I'm glad to hear that, because it's time I showed you what I, Roman and Merlin have been working on. Come with me.

Team JNPR followed James and the two doctors down the corridor. They approached the elevator and entered inside. Team JNPR noticed that below the buttons to all the floors was a keyhole. From his pocket, James took out a key and placed it in the keyhole, twisting it. The elevator started to go down and Nora's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Nora: Are we going to a secret basement?

Dr. Merlin: *chuckles* Something like that.

The further they went, the more ominous it felt. Pyrrha felt her skin crawl. She was reminded of what happened one year ago when she was led underground back at Beacon.

Jaune: *holds Pyrrha's hand* Are you okay?

Pyrrha: *shakes head* Not really. But thanks, Jaune. *smiles*

The elevator finally stopped and the door opened. As they stepped out, what they saw was almost otherworldly. The room was lit by a brillaint blue light. At the center was a large, blue holographic sphere floating above them. Surrounding it were several silver pillars. Team JNPR were in awe.

James: Team JNPR, I give you Project Arcadia.

Nora slowly walked ahead of her team and gazed at the sphere. She noticed something oddly familiar about it. There were shapes that looked just like the landmasses she saw on the maps of Remnant.

Nora: Is that Sanus? Anima? Menagerie? Solitas?

Dr. Roman: To answer all of that, yes. You're looking at Remnant.

Dr. Merlin: Though to be more accurate, it's a Remnant. But not your Remnant.

Nora: Wait what?

Pyrrha: I'm sorry?

James: What you're looking at here is another Remnant, one of many.

Jaune: One of many? As in like a multiverse?

James: Precisely.

Ren: Why would you have a projection of another Remnant down here? What's going on?

Dr. Merlin: *raises hand* I believe I can explain that. A few months ago, I had a vision of a great disaster that would befall the other Remnant. *deep sigh* Ozpin was dead... and the Kingdom of Vale had fallen. Nothing leff but ruins and scorched earth.

Team JNPR: What?!

Dr. Merlin: Yes, dead. At the hands of the dark witch, Salem. I believe you've heard of her?

Jaune: We've heard of her alright. She's an old enemy of Ozpin's. Ever since he's told us about the history between them, he's been training us to fight her.

Dr. Merlin: That's Ozpin for you. He's made the right decision.

Nora: O-Ozpin's gonna die? And Vale will... burn?

Dr. Merlin: That might be what the vision showed me, but I'm determined to avoid that fate as much as possible. This is where you four come in.

James: When Merlin told me of his vision, he mentioned that Salem gathered a group of rogue mages. Their magic was enhanced by a special Relic, of sorts; The Holy Grail.

Team JNPR: *eyes wide*

Dr. Roman: According to Merlin, this Relic is supposed to grant miracles. Perform feats of magic unattainable even for the most powerful mage. But if his vision comes true, that means Salem would get her hands on it.

Dr. Merlin: One way to avert this disaster would be to destroy the Grail. If that happens, Salem would be weakened. She could still be a formidable threat, but not enough to be invincible.

Pyrrha: Hold on... you want us to stop her, don't you?

Dr. Merlin: I'm afraid so. This is what Project Arcadia is; a form of multiverse travel.

James: *points to pillars* These are known as Coffins. Merlin and I were able to combine science and magic and use it for a new form of technology called Rayshifting. It transforms your body, breaking it down into its soul form, known as a Spritron. Once that's completed, you are then transferred into the universe. Or at least, that's how it's supposed to work.

Dr. Merlin: As this is a prototype, we cannot physically send you to this alternate Remnant. Instead, we can send your conciousness into the body of your alternate self.

Team JNPR couldn't believe what they were hearing. This wasn't an ordinary mission. Jaune was trembling.

Jaune: Wait a second... I don't get it. Why do you need us to help you with this mission? What's so special about us?

Dr. Merlin: Those are fair questions, my boy. In the vision, Ozpin was surrounded by the bodies of knights. Among those were you, your Team and Team RWBY. Clearly, he sees great potential in all of you. Why else would he train you to fight Salem? Or choose one of you to be the host of the Fall Maiden?

Pyrrha: How did you-?

Dr. Merlin: Nothing gets past me, Miss Nikos. *smirks*

Jaune: *slowly backs away*

Pyrrha: Jaune!

Nora: Woah there! *gently grabs him*

Ren: Do you mind if we think about this for a moment?

Dr. Roman: Of course. We understand that we're asking a lot from you. Take one of the vacant dorms and rest up for the night.

Pyrrha: Thank you, Dr. Roman. Come on, let's go.

[Atlas Dorm]

Jaune sat on his bed and stared at the ceiling. The more he stared, the more he could feel an overbearing weight on his chest. Beside him sat his friends, unsure of what to do.

Pyrrha: Is everything alright, Jaune?

Jaune: *turns to Pyrrha and sighs* I dunno, Pyrrha. I just... this is a lot to take in. I mean, we're talking about a multiverse here! On top of that, they want us to go inside... ourselves to prevent Vale's destruction? That's a lot of pressure!

Nora: You're telling me. I mean, they expect us to just drop everything and say 'yes' to this? We're dealing with unfamiliar technology here. What if something goes wrong?

Pyrrha: These are friends of Headmaster Ironwood. Ozpin seems to have put a lot of faith in them. If he trusts them, then so do I.

Ren: Just because Ozpin trusts them, that doesn't necessarily mean we should. Something about Merlin doesn't seem right. For all we know, he could be lying.

Pyrrha: Ren, you're being ridiculous.

Ren: Am I? I don't think it's wise to just take what Merlin is saying at face-value. The fact that they want us for this mission and not have Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang or anyone else join us is pretty suspicious if you ask me.

Pyrrha: Look, I'm not saying that it isn't weird or that we shouldn't be cautious. I agree that something doesn't feel right. But think about it for a moment, what would Merlin have to gain from lying to us? And why would Headmaster Ironwood, a friend of Ozpin's, want to go along with it?

Nora: Agh! This is making me my head spin! Jaune, what do you think we should do?

Jaune: ...I need some air. *promptly leaves the room*

Jaune slid down the wall in complete exhaustion. He felt like he was letting his team down. He was the leader and he knew that they were counting on him to make a decision right now. But he was struggling. No matter how many times Jaune thought about it, there wasn't an easy answer to this. He reached into his pocket and took out his scrollphone. He dialed the number of the one person who understood the most; Ruby. Facing the camera, he waited until he saw her face. He felt a wave of relief upon seeing her again.

Ruby: Hey there, Jaune! How's Atlas?

Jaune: Hi Ruby. Uh, yeah... it's... okay.

Ruby: *frowns* What's wrong?

Jaune: *sighs* It's kind of a long story.

Jaune explained to Ruby about the dire situation he and his Team were in. His fingers were trembling so much that he nearly dropped the scrollphone.

Ruby: Hm. That's pretty rough. Do you think you can trust this Merlin guy?

Jaune: I'm not sure. I mean, if this other Remnant's survival hinges on us, shouldn't we go and help it?

Ruby: Well... what does your heart say?

Jaune: *small, nervous chuckle* It says I should go. I've always wanted to help others and protect those who need it. Even if that Remnant isn't my own, I should go and protect everyone there. Heroes go and fight the battles make sure we all live a better tomorrow, right?

Ruby: *giggles* Well if that's what you feel, then you have your answer. Good luck, Jaune and tell the others that too.

Jaune: Thanks Ruby. You're the best.

Ruby: *shakes head* No, you're the best. Make sure you come back in one piece, we still need to hang out at the Sweet Shack. *giggles*

Jaune: You can count on that, no problem. See you, Ruby.

Ruby: See you, Jaune.

Jaune hung up the scrollphone and held it close to his chest. Seeing Ruby made his heart flutter. He put his scrollphone away and opened the door to come back inside, only to see Nora, Ren and Pyrrha tumbling onto the floor.

Jaune: What the?! Were you guys evesdropping?

Nora/Pyrrha: ...no?

Jaune: Even you, Ren?

Ren: ...I got curious.

Jaune: *shakes head* Never mind. Look, I think we should help out Merlin and Ironwood. We all signed on to be huntsmen and huntresses. That means we do everything we can to save people from grimm and other evils. It'd be pretty irresponsible to just back out.

Pyrrha: That's a very mature decision, Jaune. I'm with you.

Nora: You can count me in too. If we can handle an invasion in our world, then a witch from another world is no problem at all.

Jaune: Ren?

Ren: I still think something's off about this... but if you feel it's the right thing to do, then I'm with you all the way.

Jaune: Thanks guys. *smiles* Now come on, we've got a cup to destroy!