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willyoubemycherryy · 7 months ago

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Hypervision.

Older!Logan x reader

Warnings: cursing, flirting, s3xual innuendos but they’re tame I SWEAR, age gap, alcohol mention, one petname, cliffhanger :3

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part 1 .❄︎.

[2]_car karaoke is just conversation

“Hey driver…”

Logan looks at you through the rear view mirror as your lilting voice reaches his ears. He briefly considers ignoring you for the sake of keeping things professional and because he could already hear the bit of mischief in your tone but decides to humor you, responding with a soft hum.

“I was just making a guess before but I really gotta ask- are you any fun?” When you were told there’d be a change in your team, nothing major just a new driver, he was not what you imagined. You had pictured someone bland and…inconspicuous; the man in front of you was anything but. For starters, he was huge. Standing at least 6’3 with thick dark hair peppered with gray strands and a beard that matched, a strong nose that contrasted such dreamy eyes. Even though he was clearly silverfox/beekeeping age older, you’d be lying if you said he wasn’t gorgeous.

You hear a light scoff after a minute, almost forgetting you ever even asked anything while looking at him.

“I wouldn’t bet on it. M’ too old for fun, kid”, he says and your heart jumps at how deep his voice is. There was definitely a backstory to the rasp, a low timbre that’s mixed parts alluring and mixed part warning but his answer piques your interest and you can’t help asking-

“How old are you?”

Logan can’t say 200 b.c and it feels suspicious to pass your question altogether, deciding to settle for how old he’d pass for in normal human years.

Your eyes widen as you pinch your lips in to hide the growing smile. God bless beekeepers. Logan notices your silence and glances at you through the mirror. He doesn’t really care about your reaction (in denial) but he’s curious enough to look yet you’re not looking at him any differently, still grinning in that way that makes him weary but also like he needs to keep an eye on you. Still, there’s a few things he wants to ask about. Not willing to be the only one put on the hot seat.

“How old are you?” Your eyes pop wider and you’re quiet for a second longer than what’s comfortable making him wonder if you’ll answer. It wouldn’t surprise him if you didn’t, a big part of your image is your mystery-

“I turned 22 a couple of weeks ago”, you say lightly and a bit of trepidation creeps into his system because he knew you were young but christ. You laugh again at the poorly concealed shock on his face as you scoot forward, wrapping your arms around the headrest of the seat next to his as you lean your face against it. It’s quiet for a bit but the silence isn’t uncomfortable, even with the slight shift in the atmosphere at how much closer you are to him, Logan doesn’t exactly mind it. Glancing at the gps, there’s still about 30 minutes left until you reach where he’s taking you but traffic might change that.

There’s a light sigh next to his ear and before he can look, your hand is reaching over to flick on the radio and suddenly he’s listening to a song called “indigo” by a woman named Niki while you grin innocently. “So…since you’ll be with us for a while unless you turn out to be a serial killer or stalker-“ Logan smirks in amusement at that, “what’s your name?” You ask, watching confusion flicker across his features before he snaps his head to face you at the red light, your heart quickening as he looks directly at you.

“What? Kid, nobody told you?” It didn’t make sense to him because if he was to be technically working for you then someone should have already passed the basics of who he was- on paper at least- to you but you shake your head.

“No. All I got from my manager was that he’d get someone to hire a new chauffeur so he wouldn’t have to keep driving me to everything.” Huh. So there were some things that Logan wasn’t the only one in the dark on. You clear your throat to remind him that you’re still waiting. He won’t admit but for some reason, it’s charming, the bit of attitude vaguely familiar.

“Well, I don’t know your name either”, he says but you’re not buying it.

“Of course you do-“

“No. Your real name.” You pout as Logan waits. It’s your move and you hesitate. “Besides, it’s not like you need my name for me to do my job.” Your frown deepens at that as the silence persists and Logan decides he’s humored you enough. Not wanting to get close or involve yourself with him anymore than what was strictly necessary but you want to push for just a little bit more. Your playlist is nothing but distractible noise in the background as it plays while you think, leaning back.

“Nobody knows my real name though. So it’s nothing personal,” You whine.

“I know.”

“Then-” Logan cuts you off, “then it’ll be our secret. Well, mostly yours but I’m no snitch, sweetheart.” Your heart leaps at the petname rolling off his tongue in that smooth drawl and you hum softly at that because you already knew he wasn’t the dishonest type just by the way he carried himself.

“But..” you start and Logan finishes, “but what kid?”

Stormy hazel eyes find your form again and he’s not sure what to make of you, not sure if he he needs to find out. It’s too soon to tell but you’re odd, cheeky, curious but you aren’t rude despite your status…charming too.

“But you can’t keep calling me kid, the same way I just can’t keep calling you driver”, you say sounding like the exact definition of petulance.

“Why not?”, Logan sighs back. Unbothered with his eyes one the road as you get closer to your destination.

“Take a wild guess”, and just to get you off his case…

“Because it sounds like a cheap porno?” The way your jaw drops makes him smirk, especially since you’re quiet then. But not for long.

“Yeah but that’s okay since the backseat is big enough…” Logan’s eyes pop open and he inhales sharply, a quick image of you on him in said backseat as he wills himself not to look at you. Hearing you shift in your seat but silent after, lost in thought.

It’s no big deal, it’s just a name…but nobody else knows except your manager. Taking a long look at him, you see the hardness of his features, the “stay away” cloud around him and make your choice.

“It’s…” your voice comes out in an almost hushed whisper and it’s soft, you heart pounding with anxiety until he repeats it. Low and reverent, it makes you warm and you nod your head at him, indicating it was his turn.

“…Logan.”

“Logan what?” He cuts you a look out the corner of his eye. You were pushing it.

“Logan Howlett. No more questions.” You smile, nodding. Logan Howlett. It suited him, both rugged and pretty. You could see yourself screaming it. You know….in case of emergency.

“Alright Eazy-E, no more questions.” Logan shoots you another glare but says nothing. The rest of the ride is mostly just music and your voice when you’d sing along. “You don’t talk much do you?” His answering hum tells you all you need to know.

Logan looks at the screen, you’ll be there in less than 5 minutes and he hums. The drive was more tolerable than he thought it’d be. “Where am I taking you anyway?”

“A close friend of mine’s birthday party. She picked the club so don’t judge me.” You put your hands up in defense of your innocence, the timing for it perfect when he pulls up to the front of a club named ‘The Naked Strip’.

Putting the car in park, Logan gets out and walks over to your side, opening the door as you get out. Using his arm to steady yourself, you squeeze the firm muscle there and think not for the first time that night- fuck was he big. You’re grateful there are no paparazzi yet because you aren’t subtle with the way you hang onto him. Softly biting your lip as you look up at him.

Meanwhile Logan is reeling not only are you standing close enough for him to feel your silhouette, catching whiffs of your sweet smell but also because he’s seeing clearly again. He wasn’t hallucinating it the last time and nothing hurt, unlike it usually did. Hundreds of thousands raced through his mind as to what the fuck was going on with him, mainly how but you call his name before he has the chance to think down the deep end.

“Thank you for driving me, Logan”, the way you seem to purr his name makes his nape warm as tingles settle over him. Lowering his head, he doesn’t just look at you- no- he sees you. Your eyes almost glow, the glitter around them making you look every bit the siren, pink lips shiny under the light pressure of your teeth and the contrast of your pretty little outfit brushing against his suit…

Clearing his throat, Logan reminds himself that he’s not supposed to be enjoying you. This was a job. Nothing more.

“I was just doing my job. No need to thank me but you’re welcome”. You nod, smiling- “But your job is also me if you ever plan on doing that…” Logan raises a stunned eyebrow and you’re giggling before backing up a few steps as you turn to go inside. Already eager for some drinks so you can tell your best friend all about your hot new driver.

“See you in a few! Don’t wait up!”

Logan watches the clear sway of your hips until you disappear inside, getting back in the car, no limp either as he’s remembering devious doe eyes, charming voice, soft wandering hands while wondering just how fucked he is….

He finds out exactly just how much when he picks you up.

Part 3_come over?….

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vexic929 · 2 months ago

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Karaoke Night

Caitlin and Hartley should've been besties so I'm fixing that~

Warnings: drunk shenanigans, Hartley being Hartley

"Do you have plans?"

Caitlin's question was blurted with a haste that told Hartley she hadn't thought about it before asking. He raised an eyebrow, turning to face her, and crossed his arms, tilting his head curiously.

"Why?"

Caitlin chewed her lip nervously. "You helped us with the Time Wraith so I thought-"

"You thought I needed a gold star and a pat on the head," he said dryly, looking at her over his glasses. "Snow, I don't need your gratitude, least of all in the form of off-key screeching and bad beer."

Caitlin sighed, shifting her weight between her heels. "I just thought it might be fun," she said, her voice dipping just slightly into something softer. "You like music, don't you?"

Hartley set his jaw but he couldn't argue. He did like music. He loved it. It was the one thing in his life that had always made sense, the one thing that had never abandoned or disappointed him - unlike his family, unlike Harrison. His love for music had been the first thing he'd ever shared with another person and it had been the first thing taken from him when the particle accelerator had left his ears a raw, unfiltered mess.

But Caitlin didn't know that. Not really. She knew facts. She didn't know the weight of them.

"Fine," he said at last, uncrossing his arms. "But if you drag me to some heteronormative hellscape playing nothing but top 40 I will be forced to cause a scene."

Caitlin's lips twitched. "Noted."

The moment they stepped inside Caitlin's chosen venue, Hartley stopped dead in the doorway, nose wrinkling in instant disapproval. It smelled of cheap beer and grease, filled with the kind of people who thought badly belting Journey was a personality trait. A television mounted in the corner displayed a football game. A football game.

"Absolutely not," he said, turning on his heel so abruptly that Caitlin nearly ran into the door frame trying to keep pace.

Caitlin frowned, heels clicking on the pavement as she rushed to catch up. "It doesn't seem that bad-"

Hartley interrupted. "Do you know how many more interesting things I could be doing with my night than listening to off-key renditions of Sweet Caroline while some frat boy named Chad yells at a screen? I could be alphabetizing my records. I could be stabbing myself in the eye."

Caitlin sighed and rolled her eyes as Hartley marched back out onto the street. "Fine," she said, arms crossed. "Where do you suggest, then?"

Hartley's first choice, a place called The Eighth Note, was everything the previous bar wasn't. The lighting was moody, casting the whole place in a dim violet glow, and the sound system was, at the very least, tolerable. The clientele was a mix of drag queens, theatre kids, and impeccably dressed professionals who knew the exact right amount of cologne to wear. A glittering disco ball hung overhead and the air smelled like citrus cocktails instead of sweat and stale beer.

"This," Hartley said, gesturing at the lounge with a flourish, "is an acceptable karaoke bar."

Caitlin rolled her eyes but didn't argue, instead making a beeline for the bar. Hartley followed, ordering something stiff and complicated while Caitlin got some ridiculous sugary mess that Hartley was fairly certain had more garnishes than actual alcohol.

The first hour was spent mocking performances (Hartley) and giggling at them (Caitlin). Hartley had an acute appreciation for music, which meant he had very strong opinions on just about everything, and he wasn't shy about sharing them, delivering scathing critiques worthy of a venomous music professor. He winced through a particularly egregious cover of Whitney Houston, clicking his tongue.

"Some people," he said, taking a slow sip of his drink, "should have their vocal cords revoked."

Caitlin snorted into her glass. "Oh, come on. It's karaoke. It's supposed to be fun."

"I'm sorry, do you like having your ears assaulted?" Hartley asked dryly.

"Well then, why don't you get up there?" Caitlin countered.

By the time Hartley relented and let Caitlin drag him on stage, he was several drinks deep, warm with the pleasant buzz of alcohol and the even more surprising buzz of genuine enjoyment. He hadn't expected to have fun. He certainly hadn't expected to get along with Caitlin Snow and yet here they were - her clutching his arm with tipsy enthusiasm as he flipped through the list of songs at the DJ booth.

Hartley scanned the list of songs with a critical eye, humming thoughtfully. "If we're doing this, it has to be something with actual musical integrity."

Caitlin, leaning heavily on his shoulder in tipsy determination, pointed dramatically at the screen. "Ooh! What about Total Eclipse of the Heart? It's dramatic, it's emotional, and it's a duet!"

Hartley shot her a withering look. "I will throw myself into the sun before I sing Bonnie Tyler in public."

Caitlin pouted, undeterred. "Fine, Bohemian Rhapsody?"

"Five and a half minutes of vocal acrobatics? Are you trying to kill me? Besides, nobody should be singing Bohemian Rhapsody other than Freddie Mercury," Hartley replied, flipping the page.

"Ooh! Spice Girls!" Caitlin suggested with delight as she spotted Wannabe on the list.

"I am nowhere near drunk enough for that." Hartley refused automatically.

Caitlin hummed in thought, then jabbed a finger at a title. "Oh! What about Take Me or Leave Me?"

Hartley gave her a slow, assessing glance. "You're suggesting we sing Rent. At a gay bar. Bold choice."

Caitlin grinned, nudging his arm. "C'mon, it'd be fun. Plus, it's a duet and I know you'll sound incredible even if I don't."

Hartley exhaled sharply, torn between his better judgment and the persuasive nudge of alcohol. "Fine," he relented. "But if you butcher this, I will disown you as a drinking companion."

The moment the music started, Hartley knew this was a mistake. Caitlin launched into the first verse with the kind of enthusiasm that could almost, almost make up for her utter lack of pitch control. She was loud. She was off-key. She was entirely too confident about both.

And yet - somewhere between Caitlin absolutely butchering the first verse and Hartley dramatically taking over the chorus like some Broadway lead who'd been born for the spotlight - something shifted. The crowd, half of whom were also pleasantly drunk, cheered them on. Hartley, against his better judgment, got caught up in the moment, his voice effortlessly soaring over Caitlin's chaotic enthusiasm.

By the time the night wound to a close, they were both tipsy - Hartley a little more relaxed, Caitlin a lot more giggly. They were leaned against the bar, enjoying a slightly pitchy rendition of a Cher song, when Caitlin had a realization.

"You know," Caitlin said, stirring the dregs of her drink with a straw, "you're not as much of an asshole as you pretend to be."

Hartley arched a brow over his glass. "How dare you."

She laughed, adjusting on her stool and nearly slipping off. Hartley caught her elbow automatically.

"I mean it," she continued, eyes glassy but sincere. "You act like you think you're above everyone but you care. You do."

Hartley tsked, downing the last of his drink. "Don't psychoanalyze me, Snow."

Caitlin shot him a grin, setting her glass to the side and digging in her purse. Her grin quickly turned into a grimace as she pulled her phone out.

"Oh god, is that the time? It cannot be two in the morning already."

"Two in the morning," Hartley repeated flatly. "Fantastic. How do you propose we get home then? You certainly can't drive in this state, and I-" He gestured vaguely at himself. "-refuse to subject myself to the horrors of the Central City late-night bus system."

Caitlin hummed, tapping at her phone. "We could call Barry."

Hartley let out a sharp, humorless laugh. "Oh yes, excellent idea. I'd absolutely love to owe the resident superhero a favor. No thank you."

Caitlin frowned, swaying slightly on her barstool. "He's the fastest option. And he can't possibly be drunk."

"He's the most annoying option," Hartley corrected.

"Okay, then...Cisco?" She suggested brightly.

Hartley groaned, pulling out his wallet to pay his tab. "I stand corrected. Ramon is the most annoying option. Call the superhero."

Caitlin grinned triumphantly though it was short-lived. Hartley pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaling sharply through his teeth as Caitlin fumbled with her phone, squinting at the screen like it was a particularly difficult medical journal.

"Barry..." she murmured, holding the device precariously in one hand while she stirred the remnants of her cocktail with the other. "Where is he in my contacts again? I swear I didn't delete him-"

Hartley snatched the phone out of her hand before. "For the love of- give me that."

Caitlin let out an indignant noise but didn't stop him as he scrolled through her recent calls. Barry Allen. There. He hovered over the name, considering.

Calling Barry meant owing him, however indirectly, and Hartley loathed the idea of being indebted to someone he had no interest in keeping in his orbit. Barry was the sort of person who seemingly did things out of the goodness of his heart and that alone made Hartley suspicious.

Caitlin poked his arm with all the force of a slightly inebriated kitten. "It's the green button-"

"I know how to make a phone call, Snow."

Hartley sighed dramatically as he pressed the green button on Caitlin's phone, bringing it up to his ear. The line rang twice before Barry picked up, his voice irritatingly chipper despite the late hour.

"Caitlin? Everything okay?"

Hartley closed his eyes, exhaling through his nose. "No," he drawled, "Snow is risking alcohol poisoning, which means, unfortunately, I have to call you."

A beat of silence. Then, "Hartley?" Barry sounded absolutely perplexed if not slightly worried. "Why are you calling me from Caitlin's phone?"

Hartley looked over at Caitlin, who had her face buried in her arms on the bar, giggling into the crook of her elbow. "Because she's currently too busy trying to merge with the counter," he said. "And because, apparently, you are our best option for a ride home."

Caitlin perked up at that, lifting her head. "Hi, Barry!" She called loudly, her voice slurring just a little. "Hartley and I are best friends now."

Hartley rolled his eyes but he didn't argue. "Come get her before she embarrasses herself further."

"Right, on it. Where are you guys? What about you?" Barry asked and Hartley frowned.

"What about me?" Hartley echoed.

"Do you need help home too?" Barry clarified and Hartley cringed. The last thing he wanted was to give the Flash his home address. Still, he had to admit, he was unfortunately much too drunk to find his way home on his own and Allen would be faster. He refused anyway.

"I can make my own way home."

"Really?" Barry asked and Hartley huffed out an exasperated sound.

"Yes."

"You sure?" Barry pressed.

"Obviously."

"Because it kind of seems like you-" Barry started and Hartley groaned.

"Oh my god, fine," Hartley snapped. "Yes, Allen, I am regrettably in need of a ride home. You can drop Snow off first, though, so the last remnants of my dignity can be preserved for an additional five minutes."

Barry arrived in a streak of yellow lightning only a minute or two later. Caitlin, now fully immersed in an enthusiastic discussion with the bartender about the molecular structure of alcohol, gestured wildly with her nearly empty glass. Hartley, slumped beside her with his arms crossed, looked ready to either pass out or commit a minor crime - possibly both.

Caitlin gasped dramatically, latching onto Barry's arm the moment she saw him. "Barry! Hartley sang Rent with me," she announced. "It was magical."

Barry snorted in amusement, slinging Caitlin's arm over his shoulder, steadying her as she teetered on her heels. In another flash of lightning, he and Caitlin had disappeared, only for Barry to return moments later in the time it took Hartley to blink. "Alright. Where am I taking you?" He asked, turning to Hartley.

Hartley hesitated, the momentary lull allowing his brain to catch up with the situation. He didn't want Barry knowing where he lived, didn't want anyone knowing, really. His apartment was a far cry from the lavish estates he'd grown up in and he had no interest in subjecting himself to pity.

Barry must have sensed his hesitation because he softened. "I'll drop you off wherever you want. No questions."

Hartley narrowed his eyes, searching Barry's face for any hint of condescension. He found none - just quiet sincerity, which was almost worse.

"Fine," Hartley muttered. "But if you tell anyone about this-"

"I won't," Barry assured him.

Hartley rattled off his address and had barely enough time to grumble something about "the absolute indignity" of needing to be princess-carried home before the world blurred into streaks of golden lightning and he was deposited, slightly dizzier than before, at his front door.

Barry, to his credit, didn't comment on Hartley fumbling with his keys for a solid ten seconds, nor did he say anything when Hartley muttered, "This doesn't make us friends," before finally shoving the door open.

"Noted," Barry replied, a little too brightly. "Drink some water, okay?"

Hartley shut the door in Barry's face.

The second the latch clicked, the apartment fell into blessed, glorious silence. Hartley exhaled, tipping his head back against the door as the night finally caught up with him. His ears were still buzzing slightly from the karaoke, the alcohol, and the general overstimulation of being around people but it wasn't unbearable.

What was unbearable was the way he actually had enjoyed his night.

With Caitlin Snow.

He still didn't like Allen. He still found Ramon unbearable. And he definitely still had a deep-seated grudge against Harrison and, by extension, S.T.A.R. Labs. But Caitlin? Caitlin was tolerable. Even, dare he say, fun.

Hartley was never drinking with Caitlin Snow again.

(He was absolutely drinking with Caitlin Snow again.)

#karaoke night #caitlin snow #hartley rathaway #barry allen #vexic writes #vexic lives #the flash #the flash cw #cw the flash

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marigoldbaker · 5 months ago

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i can talk about my ocs if i want this is a lawless land. picking songs for them to sing at karaoke night, under the cut

marigold sings pat benatar's "hit me with your best shot" because it's one of thea's favorite songs <3 and she has a lot of fun with brassy upbeat 80s vocals!! bold singin' words from a girl who CANNOT take a punch. very bouncy. tries to mime the guitar solo and forgets she's holding the mic and may have actually caused some damage to the system. thea will pay for it later it's fine

all are expecting evie to sing something weird or overtly sexual but she sings kirsty maccoll's "they don't know" very very earnestly. there is something extremely heartbreaking about how much love she sings it with, and who she's thinking of.

norie did not want to sing. is not going to sing. was pushed into singing by roslin who picked the song for her and it's kate bush's "wuthering heights," which she is really mad about because she actually does love the song, so the entire time she's just going >:( while mumble-singing into the microphone. least fun to watch UNLESS you're roslin, who thinks this is adorable.

roslin (who WOULD be a directioner in any situation where karaoke is a viable option) sings one direction's "best song ever" and then tries to transition towards performing the entire discography of one direction until norie (professional boy band hater) runs up and gets into a small fight with her trying to take the microphone away. both of them are probably pretty drunk by now so no one's winning. thea has to break it up

wrote one thing for thea but reconsidered im coming back to this one. sings bruce springsteen's "cover me" and knocks it out of the park. does not have a good singing voice but when you're a rough and tumble butch mom in your fifties you don't need one to do a lethal springsteen cover.

#bakery lady shenanigans #marigold baker #evie riverborn #roslin maynard #lenora chou #althea march #picking them all up carrying them around

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world-of-tomorrow-dreams · 9 months ago

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Starblade dashboard simulator. extremely unserious and heavily influenced by my own (and others') headcanons

(Unreality CW, character usernames at the bottom)

🌿 zoelogist. reblogged everything-is-fine

💌 counselor_ivy_xo

💗💗Affirmation of the day💗💗 Whatever emotions you're experiencing right now are valid. You are valuable and loved💗 (Don't ever hesitate to stop by if you need a listening ear💗)

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Absolutely☀️☀️

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💫Today's Horoscope💫

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i am this close to resorting to violence

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forgot this was a professional blog sorry

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💫Astronomy Picture of the Day💫

The colors of Alphan Saturn from Alphan Cassini🪐

#astronomy

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🦅 CAPTAINSPAAAACE

CAPTAIN'S LOG UPDATE: NO. 286

WE ARE STILL EN ROUTE TO SIRRAH! like we have been for nine months!!!! we are passing above the Alphan Oort cloud for the sixth (6) day in a row so keep your eyes peeled for any cool looking rocks i guess

ANYWAY IT'S TIME FOR A FIT CHECK💥💥

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Gorgeous as always my dear🩵❤️

🌿 zoelogist.

Get a room you two.

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days since last useful captain's log update: 285

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y'all should really let me do these updates in the future

#who am i kidding i'd make it worse #has anyone questioned why tf he's wearing both aviators and goggles

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let them go at it

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Why am I on here.

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i build a ship for you fools and save all your lives and this is how you repay me (voted for myself instantly)

🎆 KILLJOYXx

I HATE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU

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crazy how there's a drink cabinet here with at least fifty kinds of whiskey but no boba anywhere on this ship :(

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crazy how there's an entire migrator damn karaoke bar and ballpit here and not a single useful fixture on this migrator damned ship @CAPTAINSPAAAACE wtf

#get me out of here

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I am once again extending my sincerest apologies for the state of Alpha and the 'Frame. I swear to do all within my capabilities to crush this cold machine, though I know words cannot assuage your griefs in this moment.

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#lmfao

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ok was anybody going to tell me that most people hydrate by carrying entire-ass bottles with water in them or was i supposed to figure this out on my own when there was a fire and everybody was magically equipped to deal with it except me???

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A SMALL ELECTRICAL FIRE. IT WASN'T MY FAULT.

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you aren't supposed to use water on an electrical fire???

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excuse me how do you hydrate then

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we had a fire on the Starblade???

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by the migrator you can't do this to me.

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"by the migrator you can't do this to me" yeah i had this coming.

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"by the migrator

you can't do this to me" yeah

i had this coming.

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the second law of thermodynamics states that as long as the flow of time continues, entropy will always increase in a system.

i fear what happens to us after an eternity. we rot. we decay.

i have much work to do.

#personal #do not reblog #shut down the guilt machine and wash your conscience clean of yesterday

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Plant arrangement for the lovely @counselor_ivy_xo 💚💚 I hope you enjoy!

#crafts #plant arrangements #biology #seriously these are a lot of fun to do to relax or take the edge off

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#enjoy.#this took me 1.25 source listens to complete but i had the idea and i knew what i had to do #image credits are ayreon?; NASA; and my doodles (iykyk the tobi refs)#ayreon #the source #arjen lucassen #dashboard simulator

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xoxo-iska · 4 months ago

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Oikawa kpop stan hcs

(as someone who’s been a kpop stan since 2009)

((this came to me like a vision and i hope at least one person sees the vision too i just rly needed to get this out of my system))

Stans TWICE. His bias is Sana, and his bias wrecker is Nayeon.

Hooked since Signal era - also his favorite single bc alien concepts - and he was so happy when it won SOTY and best female group dance performance like wow what a time to be alive and stan TWICE 🤧🤟

Gym bro seeing Oikawa’s intense workout face: I wonder what he’s listening to

Oikawa’s blue earphones: signal bonae signal bonae jjirit jjirit jjirit jjirit

As a world-class athlete, Oikawa’s somewhat of a celebrity himself and could earnestly have a chance to date one of them, but he would never overstep his boundaries as a fan

It always comes up in his interviews, and while he unashamedly proclaims Sana as his bias, he always consistently emphasizes that he is a pure ONCE and would never even dream of actually starting a relationship with any of them

Chronically online and super updated with their activities

Most of his chosen walkout songs for games is just him cycling through TWICE discography tbh

Genuinely loves j-line’s name as MiSaMo over MiMoSa “they’re alcohol free!!” he tweets one day out of passive-aggressiveness

Oikawa has his professional vball account and his private stantwt account. When he posted on the wrong account the first time, his moots actually didn’t believe it like wdym oomf is a world-class volleyball athlete??

After that he started being less careful about it and would frequently post on the wrong accounts and he’s always making headlines bc of it.

Whenever one of his ults has a comeback you can bet that Oikawa starts trending in the vball community but bc of kpop reasons 😭

Oikawa’s ult soloist is IU since Boo era and is super proud and somewhat salty about it for those who liked her after IU became more mainstream.

Like he’s so stuck up about it like if you talk to him about IU and you dont know the old classics like Marshmallow? Only I Didn’t Know? Someday from Dream High? Okay, fake Uaena 🙄

Also rly salty about how Hold my hand -one of his fave IU OSTs- only became more popular in recent years despite it being released in 2011

Pretends he’s above it bc he thinks it makes him seem basic but he’s a sucker for Good Day and always imitates the three high notes and wrecks his throat

Has both Japanese and Korean versions memorized for karaoke

Also practiced his damn best back in high school in his free time to get the male dancer’s choreography down bc he had a delulu phase like maybe he could dance with IU one day

Guaranteed way to make him cry tho is play Love Wins All or Dear Name

Like rly full out sobbing

Watched The Golden Hour concert live in Seoul but also watched the movie in theater multiple times.

Also binge watched all of IU’s dramas and absolutely loves Dream High, he finds old kdramas so camp and he unironically loves it so much

Recently tho he’s started liking Chuu

Didn’t rly stan Loona but had always liked Heart Attack

Chuu went solo and he loved her and stanned her even more when he discovered the drama with her leaving Loona

“strawberry rush truther” is his bio on his official vball twitter for a solid 3 wks when it’s released

But rly, Oikawa was born in 1994 so obvi was around and grew up with 2nd gen aka the golden age of kpop

His 2nd gen queens are Wonder Girls and KARA like yas Tell Me?? Step??

Guilty pleasure is Orange Caramel. Catallena and Magic Girl are his jam

There was a phase in high school where he was able to get Makki and Matsun to do the Catallena intro adlib screams with him and it pissed Iwa off to no end like they’d do it at the most inopportune times

Like Oikawa would get a service ace in during practice and scream “HA!” at the top of his lungs. Cue Makki and Mattsun scrambling from wherever they are, sprinting into formation at either side of Oikawa doing their own ridiculous rendition of “HA!” with poses and all

Oh speaking of 2nd gen queens, he stans SJJD more than SNSD. He’s of the opinion that Girls’ Generation Japanese discography is superior and he actually got to know them through their Japanese releases first compared to their Korean releases

He’s proud to say that he saw them live when they were still 9

Publicly an OT8 SONE but privately can’t get over OT9

Probably owns several pairs of blanc and eclare sunglasses he wears whenever he goes out incognito

Had a mental breakdown on twitter over Sooyoung’s jpop idol (re)debut

Another one of his jpop/kpop queens is BoA, but more of like in the nostalgic sense since she was more active in Japan when he was still young. One of his core memories is watching Inuyasha up late at night and waking up to the ED Every Heart playing

Also Fairy Tail??? Masayume Chasing banger OP.

But fr, post-timeskip, man is STRESSED whenever concerts are announced like he needs to stop himself from buying plane tickets back to Japan whenever JP concerts are announced

Also he is DEFINITELY doing all the mainstream dance challenges on TikTok

Unironically considers being able to do a dance challenge with MiSaMo as one of the peak moments of his volleyball career - his vball fame truly has gotten him so far and made him a successful fan

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcanons #tooru oikawa #hq oikawa #oikawa tooru #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa torū #oikawa headcanons #oikawa haikyuu

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marsisfried · 4 days ago

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Aggretsuko and Gender Analysis

I loved how realistic this anime is. The art style makes it feel cutesy, but the main character has so much rage that it is undeniably human and humorous.

Right from the start, Retsuko is trapped in a rigid, soul-sucking routine. She's a mild-mannered office worker who tolerates overbearing bosses, misogynistic coworkers, and endless corporate nonsense. She performs the role of the "good female employee" --submissive, accommodating, and polite. Butler's theory suggests that gender is maintained through repeated acts, and Retsuko embodies this by going through the same forced niceties daily. When she steps into the karaoke booth and lets out her death metal screams, we see her frustrations' raw, unfiltered expression. Her mask almost slips, revealing that her "feminine" persona at work is just that---a persona. When Retsuko accidentally lets her death metal hobby slip in front of her two coworkers, it is a huge break from her carefully curated office persona. According to Butler, gender is enforced by social norms and when someone strays from their expected role, they face consequences. Retsuko's coworkers are shocked and amused but overall accept who she is. Yet, she still wants to sort of remain hidden to maintain the illusion of an "ideal woman" in the workplace. This fear of exposure speaks to the societal policing of gendered behavior. Especially with her boss, Ton, constantly making sexist remarks towards Retsuko.

In the last episode we watch of season 1, Retsuko finally snaps at director Ton, who constantly reinforces traditional gender roles. He mocks her work ethic and expects her to silently endure mistreatment. This is similar to how patriarchal structures keep women in check through intimidation and social pressure. At the very end (like 2 minutes left of the episode), Retsuko finally decides to stand up to him through death metal. Butler argues that gender roles can be subverted through alternative performances, and Retsuko's metal persona is her way of resisting these oppressive structures. However, since it remains a hidden outlet, she is still trapped within this system.

Anai, the new hire, introduces a different kind of performance (weaponizing social norms to avoid accountability). He plays the role of a sensitive employee when confronted but turns aggressive in private emails, making it impossible for Retsuko to call him out. This reflects how gendered expectations of politeness and professionalism can be exploited to maintain a power imbalance. Retsuko is expected to maintain the situation with grace. Yet, we realize that Anai just wants to be treated with kindness in season 2 episode 5 with how Kabae treats him. I think Anai and Retsuko have masks but they're both based on their gendered stereotypes in the workplace. Yet, when Anai breaks his mask over emails, and for Retsuko it is through death metal.

Retsuko is so relatable.

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stlivingla · 5 months ago

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Newly constructed Apartments for rent in Koreatown

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karaokesystem · 10 months ago

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Tips for Hosting a Karaoke Night with a Professional System

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marieinpediatrics-stuff · 7 months ago

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Hii!! I'm Marie, or Shauna that's my middle name, but literally whatever's fine! I'm finishing my last year of pediatric residency at PPTH so soon I'll be able to actually call myself a doctor and I got my degree at John Hopkins. Personally I love karaoke and baking, use she/her and am currently 26! I'm also French and not so fluent in English so I apologise for any stupid mistakes in advance. Feel free to ask anything, wheter it's professional or personal matter!! hii it's ann, i'm the the owner of the account, for afew reasons which i'm not gonna name i'm not going to link my main blog, but if anyone's curious you can dm me for the un! just like marie english isnt my mother tongue and if i make a stupid mistake i'd love to have someone to correct me nicely! also i dont know shit about the medical system in america which i thought was an important thing to mention aaand yeah, i thing that's all!

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sinjpt11 · 8 months ago

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Aggretsuko

Aggretsuko is a seemingly light-hearted anime about a red panda working in a corporate office, offers a surprisingly deep critique of societal norms and gender roles. Through the character of Retsuko, the show explores the pressures faced by women in Japan, particularly in the workforce. The series cleverly uses animals to highlight these issues, making it accessible yet poignant.

In Japan, Aggretsuko addresses the traditional expectations placed on women, especially in corporate environments. Retsuko’s struggles with her overbearing boss and her coworkers’ expectations reflect the broader societal issues of gender discrimination and workplace inequality. The show portrays how women are often delegated to subordinate roles, expected to perform tasks like making tea, and are judged harshly for any deviation from the norm. This critique is not limited to Japan; it resonates globally, as many cultures still grapple with gender inequality in professional settings.

In the American context, Aggretsuko mirrors the challenges faced by women in the workplace. Issues like gender discrimination, the gender pay gap, and the struggle to balance professional and personal life are universal. The anime’s depiction of Retsuko’s frustration and her use of death metal karaoke as an outlet can be seen as a metaphor for the suppressed rage many feel in the face of systemic inequalities. This portrayal strikes a chord with American viewers, who may find parallels in their own experiences of workplace dynamics and societal expectations.

Connecting to Judith Butler’s “Performative Acts and Gender Constitution,” Aggretsuko vividly illustrates the concept of gender as a performative act. Retsuko’s daily navigation of societal expectations reflects Butler’s idea that gender is not an inherent identity but a series of performed behaviors. The show critiques the rigidity of these performances and highlights the emotional toll they take, as Retsuko struggles to reconcile her true self with the role society expects her to play. This clash between personal identity and societal roles underscores the universal relevance of Butler’s theories and the need for a more flexible understanding of gender and identity in the modern world.

#Aggretsuko

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phirerow · 2 years ago

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So VDC Event, Right?

So imagine you came from Philippines where it's the land of singers. It's karaoke left and right in the family reunions. There's a very slim chance Yuu and Grim don't catch you singing or humming while doing your chores. Yuu is amazed by your voice since they also know that Pilipinos have beautiful vocals.

So imagine, by some miracle, Yuu managed to convince you to audition for the VDC Event. Of course, both of you weren't expecting much except to have fun. Now let's pretend you can actually sing and have confidence to do so. When Rook Hunt heard your voice, he was non-stop praising you. Claiming it is the most unique and gorgeous voice he ever listened to. Vil would be absolutely surprised by your skill. It's definitely lack some sort of professional training but it is raw and sheer talent. But no matter how beautiful your voice is, you weren't pick because Vil believes you would end up outshining the whole group. Translation: Your talent is suited as a soloist.

But don't be sadden, Crowley assigned a Pormefiore student to create a group for intermission and act to welcome RSA to NRC. So this student asked helped from Vil Schoenheit on who's going to be in the intermission group. The man also gave them a tip to let you be the solo singer. When Pormefiore student rally up all the members, no one complained when their role is just be a backup dancer for a magicless human. Since it's not part of the competition and they're just the welcoming committee to RSA, they rather dance than sing.

The NRC tribe and the intermission group practice alternatively. Like the NRC tribe practice from noon to evening and the intermission group practice from morning to noon. Vil believes this system would help the two groups from getting distracted.

So on the last day of practice, your group had to practice a little longer than usual. As the music plays, you didn't notice Yuu and the NRC tribe walk in. You were so focused on your singing and dancing that you didn't notice some of your backup dancers did some mistakes. When the song ends, Rook did not hesitate to applause and praise how alluring and beautiful your voice has improved. Luckily, that was your last practice so you managed to escape your friends from teasing you. Namely, Ace and Grim would tease you about it.

Timeskip to the day after the VDC Event.

Azul doesn't stop bothering you to perform at Monstro Lounge. He tempts you with offers but you decline because you rather sing for fun.

Cater has his Magicam flood with pics and videos about you singing and performing at the VDC Event. Ironically, you have a fanbase of sort that worships your skills.

Some RSA students fell in love with your voice so much so that the front door of Ramshackle is covered by gifts that was delivered via animals.

#twst yuu #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twst fanfic #twst scenarios #gender neutral reader #x reader #reader is not yuu #twst imagines

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