#THE LAST WORK OF THE WEEK SECOND!1 YAAAY

[visionsofmagic]

day 17: jason todd [thigh riding]

࿓ synopsis • while begging jason to start fuck you, you discover how you can get the pleasure you seek from riding his thigh.

―❦ nsfw, f!reader, brat!reader, pet names, begging, clothes on, red hood!jason, punishment, watching, jerking off, good girl/bad girl dynamic, ‘is all I guess? • 0.7k • who didn’t think about riding jason’s thigh whenever you see his MASSIVE thighs. mmh, delicious. enjoy! [kinktober m.] + the last work for the second week of kinktober 2023, yaaay! feel so good to come this far & the last week of it is close to the gates – open your horny sides for the rest of ‘em – see you in the last week/the week of games! *kiss* & thank you for all!

“really?” he mocks you, a smirk on his attractive face, eyes full of entertainment, understanding what you try to do after he declines the offer of fucking you – he gives you a punishment for being a brat, calling him here, having only a tiny dress on you, exposing every part of your delicate and soft body to his eyes to make him want to bend you over, starting fuck your greedy clit – he indeed has the desire to do that. however, you need to learn your lesson for making him worry about you in a way you should not.

“jay –“ his name leaves your mouth as a pray, so sweetly that his cock twitches with pleasure inside his pants as you sit on one of his thighs, palms on his well-built abdomen with muscle, holding them dearly as a source of steadiness. “please – please – I need you!”

he doesn’t say anything, only watching you while leaning to the chair he’s sitting on – eyes darting between your soaking pussy on his thigh and half-closed eyes as you roll your hips forth and back, holding him tight, biting your lips to keep your loud moans escaping.

“need me? you’re looking you’re having what you need pretty,” his long fingers hold you by the chin, making you look down at the mess you’re making on his massive thigh, the hips moving on their own – the warm feeling is coming because of both his clothed thigh and your naked pussy rubbing it. the painful motion makes the pleasure you receive get higher and higher until you begin to bounce on him like a mad girl, rubbing still from time to time.

the edge’s closeness comes sooner than you expected it to be – it feels so different to fuck you on his thigh while jason has his fisted hand under his chin, the elbow on the side of the chair, looking at you with a smirk on his face – his clothes make you go shy suddenly, making you feel so exposed – so weak.

for him – you will always be weak, and this is known by both of you. the knowledge makes jason put his free hand on your hip, moving it in sync with your movement – cock getting harder because of seeing you trying to make yourself cum – and only by using his thigh without even getting permission.

he chuckles deeply, voice huskier than ever, eyes on your face – bouncing breasts with hardened nipples, pussy clenching and soaking wet, dark circle on his pants, and your moving ass cheeks from sides. “what a mess you’re making out of yourself on my thigh baby,” he hold you by neck now, closing the gap between your bodies as he pulls you into himself, smirk is still there, burning you alive. “and only by riding my thigh, huh? always a brat, greedy slut for me, aren’t you princess?”

nodding, you close your eyes, breaths hitting your face, sending another source of warmness into your core, making the climax you seek to reach its highest point.

harder you ride his thigh, the more his cock grows bigger inside his pants – a bulge appears visibly, and he can’t hold himself back from jerking himself off above the clothes – hand moving up and down rapidly, same pace as your hips.

and when you look at it, you moan his name loudest, coming undone at the exact moment he holds your hand and makes you hold his bulge, his dripping precum creates a darker color on his pants.

“fuccck – jason!”

he doesn’t wait for you – to get yourself together, get the power to open your blurry eyes, and witness the great amount of wetness you created – your cum drips from his pants onto the floor, chest raising up and down, hot breathes hit his chest you put your forehead on.

by holding your hair gently, he makes you look at him – a pride blooms in his face, sending chills, “what a bad girl,” he remarks, “ride herself on my thigh and cum shamelessly while I was trying to teach her a lesson. even though I like how you look right now, I don’t want my girl to stay ignorant. so, do you want to be my good girl again, slut?” he asks, the grip on your hair getting tighter.

nodding mindlessly, you let him pick your body up – with bridal style, he holds you, walking to the bed you share. “then, you will lie down and take my cock inside your warm pussy princess. you are the reason why my dick is dripping now after all.”

❦ tagging: @lilvampirina & @snowprincesa1 & @dookiemeshibear & @chloee0x0 & @marmar-c *lots of kisses!*

[a-spell-a-rebel-yell]

December

hello everyone, i know it's already day 23 of January 2024, literal almost a month after the month ends and is already on another year, but at least i'm here yaaay (i really need to start writing the monthly post a week before said month ends 😭)

December was actually, just as thrilling cliff-hanging as November! thing is my countdown to my other coldplay show was finally down to under 50 days and it was also the end of the very first semester.

just in the true fashion of my life, my adventure this time is: going back and forth between Jakarta and Tasik in under 24 hours (22 hours to be exact!) on a back-to-back journey just for school and seeing my hometown again 😂

so, as you can tell, i have so many assignments and one of them is a practical skill's lab project where i have a typodont (a phantom model of human teeth embedded in wax) and i pretend to apply orthodontic treatment on it to correct the malocclusion. it was not easy at all. it's quite literally a simulation of what will happen and what should i do when i treat an actual patient. the project lasted for almost five months and even the class didn't stop once the semester break came around, that is why i had to go back and forth between Jakarta and Tasik: i don't want to lose my holidays while still having to attend the weekly class 😂

some will say i'm insane because it's so tiring to do so and indeed it was super exhausting. but if you know me, i'm the type to do just about anything for my loved ones (my parents were staying at Tasik to take care of things and it's been a while i visited my grandparents' last resting place) so it was no big deal at all to endure 7 hours of bus trip each and then 1 hour commute to the station/home. a total 16 hours in 48 hours timeframe spent on the road. and it's worth it, every second of it, because i got to relax and work in the middle of lush green and rice fields... it was the very definition of healing time. i was still under the pressure of stress and deadline to finish that last project, but at least i did it while being surrounded by serene nature and with my mum and dad 😂😂😂 it's such a nice drastic change to do wire bending with all my pliers and stainless steel wires and orthodontic brackets with herd of ducks quacking loudly near me and farmers ploughing soil to plant rice seeds... best part? zero pollution! no light/sound/air pollution whatsoever and i get to see amazing sceneries right out of my windows every day! rain every evening to help me and my mum water the plants (which are thriving!) Mt Galunggung in its majestic full view... woah. it's my best treasure tbh nothing else compares

the most unexpected thing was that our class for that subject/project is usually scheduled on Thursday (so for the first back-and-forth journey i made sure to go back to Jakarta on Wednesday and get back to Tasik on Thursday right after the class ended) and for the second week, my prof suddenly requested us to come to the campus on Tuesday, and guess when did he sent the message to inform us? 6 AM on said Tuesday!!!!! oh you couldn't imagine my panic, how am i supposed to be in Jakarta in less than 4 hours!? thankfully my prof is a lenient one and he let me and kak Mandy (who was in Bandung at the time) to join the class from zoom. another good news is that class is to be our closing session for the project, and that i can just send my typodont instead of coming in person to submit the assignment. yet again Allah's plan is always better than my most carefully thought of one 🥺

the rest of the break i get to spend every day at my hometown just recharging my energy and soaking every positive molecule there is, and my mum have this brilliant idea to buy a table tennis equipment!

at first, not fully knowing the impact of my mum's seemingly random decision, i opposed the buying of said table tennis because it's quite expensive. but after it arrived and i got to play against my mum and dad (who happen to be great players!) i finally understand that my mum knew fully well i don't like outdoor sports (solely because i hate the sun getting my face so red lol) so table tennis is the best option! it's so fun to play and i still get to exert my whole body to get that exercising regime my nutritionist has told me years to do so 😂

for new year's eve, the end of 2023 is the quietest one yet. with just my parents, deep in the greens, miles from the city, and just watching Pengabdi Setan 2/Satan's Slaves 2 (exactly my style hahaha getting my dad to watch it!) i moved over to 2024. just saying and sending out my prayers to welcome the new year and hope i can go through whatever i must face in the future. and again, just how i like it, not many fireworks were blasted so it wasn't that rowdy. it almost didn't feel like NYE celebration, all is calm and cool.

i love slow living, far away from the crowded areas, i could quite literally stay in my hometown at my house and just. be there 😂 it's so easy for me because as long as i have my loved ones with me and a roof above my head, enough to live and get by... that is all. to reach that tranquility and peace of mind is one of the highest priority/goal for me. hope one day after i've accomplished my dreams i get to reside and rest where my heart has always been dwelling.

here's to another journey in 2024, i hope we can together make it through. see you in the January post, that as i said in my Nov one, i'm counting down 3 days to my trip to Singapore and 4 days until i see coldplay again, historic moment as i'll be back to the stadium where i first saw the band 7 years ago!!! see you all soon 💙

[srta-peppa]

Hihi! 💕💕 Im back. Sorry its so late!! But here we are... Sobbe friends to lovers fake dating au. I hope you like it and please let me know what you think. (ao3 link on the title)

Ch 2 // Ch 3

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"The things i do for you. "

Chapter 1:

“I need your help,” Robbe says at my back while I draw for one of my last projects. 

“With?” I ask after Robbe didn’t say anything more.  

I hear him take a deep breath, and normally I would stop what I’m doing and would look at him, but I’m really late with my work, and I can’t make any free time for Robbe. 

“You know that I have this huge crush on my best friend, right?” He asks, and I think for a moment. 

I don’t know Robbe’s friends that well. I saw them once or twice on his birthdays, but they all seem like assholes to me, so I never pay enough attention to them. So… Robbe’s friends… There was Yasmina, the only one I do remember because she was always kind, she actually listened to Robbe, then there was the curly blond. What was his name? Arnold? No, but I’m sure it was with an A. Well, it doesn’t matter, he wasn’t Robbe’s best friend. There was Moyo, the worst of all of them. And then.. the tall one, dark hair. Mmm... Oh yes! 

“Jens..” I finally say, changing the color of my pencil.

“Yes! Him.. well, the other day he told he is bi,” Robbe says, and at that, I freeze a little bit. Is he going to tell me that they are together? 

“Okay.. so?” That’s right. Act chill, Sander, you can do this. Thank God I wasn’t looking at him, or I will be puking. 

“So... I tried to tell him about my crush for him, but I freaked out and ended up lying to him,” Robbe explains in a rush I barely got what he said. 

“Mm.. doesn’t sound good, but I think if he really is your best friend, go and explain it to him. Jens will understand.” He needs my advice, so I try my best. It wasn’t his fault that I am in love with him since forever. 

“Yes, well, that’s the problem. I told Jens about my crush, but I told him it was you.” Robbe’s words were like someone just threw a big cold cube of water to me.  

“Oh.” I manage to say. 

“Yeah, and know what? He just looked at me and said, ‘i already knew that Robbe’” Okay, time to face my gorgeous devil.

I let my pencil on the table and turn my chair to look at him. Robbe is lying on my bed, all curl up in the blankets. So adorable.     

“What does that mean?” I ask him when he kept silent. 

“I don’t know! But i... I freaked out more, and I may or may not have told him that we are together.” He says without looking at my eyes. 

“You did what?” I ask again, hoping I just had dreamed what he just said.   

“I know, I know. I’m sorry. Im so sorry, Sander.” Robbe apologizes and looks at me with his cute shy eyes. 

“It’s fine.” I find myself saying. “just text him, meet up and tell him the truth.” 

He frowns, “I don’t think that a good idea.” 

“I think its the only idea,” I say, frowning too. What is he thinking now?

“No, but the thing is that when I told him about us, he made this wried face.” Robbe tries to imitate it, but if you ask me, I don’t have any idea of what could possibly be. 

“A wried face?” I repeat waiting for him to explain it better. 

“Yes, like he was jealous or something,” He finally says with heart eyes and all of that shit. 

“Better for you then,” I say and try to come back to my art. But Robbe pulls the chair and sits on my lap, making me impossible to ignore him. And I can’t stop myself from hugging him. 

“Can you help me?” He says, looking deep into my eyes.  

“I thought I already did.” I try to play dumb like I didn’t have an idea of what he wants.

“No, I want you to pretend to be with me.” Yeep... that’s what I thought.

“No, no way,” There is no way I do this to me, to us.  

“Please, Sander,” He says, getting closer to my face and pouting. 

“No, Robbe, we won’t do that. If Jens is your friend and even more, if he is into you, the right thing to do is go there and tell him the truth.” I say, trying to convince him. 

“But what if I am wrong? What if I ruin our friendship?” Robbe asks while he starts to play with my hair.  

“That would mean Jens is a shitty friend,” I say like I didn’t think that already. 

“Please, Sander! It would be just a few parties, and if he does seem jealous, I will tell him everything,” He says, and at this point, I am not sure if it wouldn’t be better if Jens also has a crush on him. 

“And if he doesn’t?” I regret asking it the exact moment I see the spark of joy in Robbe’s eyes. He knows me too well. He knows that if he keeps pushing me a little more, he will win. 

“Then we broke up, and I tell him that we decide that it’s better if we just still friends,” Robbe says like he had it all already planned. And knowing him, maybe he did.  

“I don’t think this is a good idea.” I am loosing, and we both know it.   

“Pleaseeeeee.” He begs. 

“How are you going to find out if you are not even sure now?” I say, trying my last attempt to stop his craziness.   

“You will, you are amazing reading people.” He answers, and I hate that I can not fight his logic. 

“No, no, no, there’s a lot of things that could go wrong.” For example, me getting hurt and you getting with that Jens, boring as hell dude. 

Robbe put his most adorable puppy eyes and join our noses.  

“Pleaseeeeee... Sander, for me?” He whispers with his sweet baby voice. Aggh I can’t believe im gonna do this.

I close my eyes for a second before talking again “Okay just a few parties” Robbe’s face light up. 

“Yees! Thank you, thank you. You are the best Sander.” He says while he kisses me all over my face. And I, like the dumb boy that I am, melt entirely because of it. 

“Whatever.. but if after this we don’t get nothing we stop and you tell him the true okay?” I say firmly. A few parties won’t kill me, but if we do this for too long...    

“Yes, I promise,” Robbe says seriously.  

“Fine, now get out of my lap. I need to end my drawing.” I try to push him out, but he doesn’t move. 

Robbe hides his face on my neck. “But you are so cozy” He mewls on my ear and gets even more curl up on me. And there’s no way I’m going to say no to him. 

I sighed and take him by the hip. “God, the things I do for you. At least move to the side so I can use my hands.” 

“Yaaay!” Robbe says and moves so I can free my hands. 

We stay like this for at least an hour or two, with him sleeping on my lap while I finished my drawings. I hate how much easier it’s for me to concentrate when we are like this. I hate how his soft and slow breath against my skin relaxes my thoughts. How the weight on top of my body stops me from wanting to run. I usually don’t have problems with my art, but one thing was doing it for pleasure, and another was having all those projects in the same week. Having to uses techniques I don’t enjoy and have just days to finishes each one of them before starting the next one. All of that seems to disappear when Robbe sleeps on my lap while I work. And I hate that I love every second out of it. 

How do we start? Well, we actually have known each other forever. I am two years older than him, but it isn’t like I can remember those moments. We used to be neighbors, and our moms have been friends since day one. Basically, I always have been in Robbe’s life, and he has always been in mine. So being affectionate or touchy was our everyday life. We are best friends, and I am in love with him. Since when? Since always. I genuinely believe he is my soulmate, but Robbe is as blind as he can. And I don’t blame him, I didn’t find out about my feeling until I was sixteen and he was fourteen. 

It started the day he told me he was gay. He was telling me all about this boy he liked. I will never forget his name, Eliott, he was older like me, and Robbe had a massive crush on him. Maybe like the one he now has with Jens. To summarize, Robbe spent weeks telling me how good Eliott looked that day, how sweet Eliott was with him on their school break, and the list went on and on for weeks. And I hated Eliott every day a little more. 

I hated him until one magic afternoon. We were just like this, with me painting while Robbe slept on my lap when I realized that I didn’t hate the poor boy. I was jealous, jealous as fuck that Robbe was pining over someone else. It didn’t shock me or perturbed me. In fact, I couldn’t feel better. It was like something had finally come into place on my mind, heart, and soul. In the end, Eliott moved to Paris, and Robbe forgot about his love for him. As for me, I decided not to say anything to him because of the fear of losing him. But that was a long time ago. Robbe is now eighteen, I am twenty, and I can’t remember how many time I tried to tell him how I feel. But he just doesn’t listen to me, or he doesn’t want to listen to me. I actually gave up, and I resigned myself to spending my whole life as just his best friend. 

Maybe it was because of how we are around each other. Always so touchy and carefree. We sleep next to each other. We talk about everything, and when I say everything, I mean it. Yes, all the things that you are now thinking about? Yes, those things too. We spend weekends and holidays together, with only the two of us. When I moved to my studio, he practically moved with me. And yes, he… he sits on my lap or between my legs a lot. A lot meaning all the time we are together, and for Robbe, It never mattered if someone was around with us too. And for me? Well, I am not proud, but I will get whatever little love he is willing to give me. "

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Kisses 😘

[mickmarstookmyheart]

Life's a Sick Joke pt 10

Pairing: Mick Mars x Reader     

Would like to start from the beginning? Here you go Part 1!                                  

Sidenote: As this story is under construction, I would like to warn you that those chapters which don’t have a proper title are written in the main caharcter’s POV!! Be aware!!! Be awaaare! I hope you will enjoy this story as I did writing it, have a nice day and feel free to leave marks!       

10. Mr. Grumpy

You will never drink again. Well, at least for a week. Your head was pounding and you were thirsty as hell. Luckily, the curtains his the rays of the sun. You cautiously turned in the bed when you realized it was empty. There was a little paper on the edge of the bed.

Painkiller and water on the nightstand. As for me, down at the pool monitoring those bastards.

Mick

You smiled when you read his quick handwriting and immediately took the pills. You put on a black swimsuit and a robe on yourself and headed towards the pool. After stepping out of the elevator you walked to the canteen which was pretty empty though it was already 10 am. All the guests must've escaped from this hotel to a calmer one.

"Hello?" You asked into nowhere. A moment later a guy appeared and went behind the bar.

"I'm sorry ma'am. How can I help you?" He asked preparing a notebook to jot down your order. He looked young, maybe in his early twenties. He was tall and had short black hair. After you processed what he asked you cleared your throat. You still had problems focusing.

"No problem. I don't know if I can have some food and coffee, here?" You needed some caffeine to start the day and to keep up with work.

"Sure. What would do you like to eat?"

"Two espressos and ham and eggs for two please."

"The coffee with milk and sugar?"

"None, please." You said placing your elbow on the counter and supporting your head with your hand.

"Someone had a pretty wild night?" The waiter asked while he started the coffee machine, his eyes not leaving mine.

"Yeah, I guess. But to be honest, I hardly remember anything. Especially, the way we got back to the hotel." You tried to remember with every cell of your body, unsuccessfully.

"Well, you were all pretty drunk, I can remember." He smiled.

"Yeah, I can feel that." You laughed in pain when Doc appeared. "Good morning, Boss."

"Good morning, kid. Or should I say the Reaper?" He smirked and leaned on the counter facing you.

"Oh what about if we forget about that?" You pouted and took the ordered coffees in your hands.

"Oh no. It was a too memorable night. I will never forget that. I had never seen someone so drunk and crazy. Even worse than the guys." You just stared at him confused before he patted your back and left laughing. You seriously began to panic. What the hell happened last night? You turned back to the guy after Doc left.

"Anyway, thank you, Mr...?"

"Thomas. Thomas Andrews, ma'am." He introduced himself.

"Nice to meet you. And call me (Y/N), please. I'm not a madam. Also, can you bring the food to the pool later?"

"Of course, ma-" You glared at him. "(Y/N)." He said in a tone that made you blushed.

You managed to trip over several times on your way to the pool. You couldn't concentrate. You were thinking of last night, but besides the games and that dance with Mick, nothing crossed your mind. Finally, you reached the pool and saw Mick sitting under a parasol and the boys wrestling in the water. Besides the sound of them drowning it was quite a peaceful day. The sun didn't shine too much, it was perfect. When you arrived at Mick you cleared your throat to sign him to help you, he looked up and his lips curved into a smile.

"Good morning, love." Taking one of the cups from your hand.

"Good morning." You leaned down for

a kiss and sat down beside him. "I thought you would need it."

"Thank you. You are just simply perfect." Mick took a sip from his coffee and hummed while you took a glance at the rest of the band. "I'm sorry I didn't stay in the morning. I just couldn't sleep and I thought someone has to supervise these idiots."

"Well, it's understandable." You said as Tommy jumped a bomb and the water hit almost everyone on the other side of the pool. There weren't many people just some old couples who immediately left the territory.

"Yaaay we finally own the pool now. Mötley rules!" Nikki yelled just before he also jumped into the water and this time you and Mick were the victims.

"Hey man! You almost ruined my COFFEE!" Mick threatened Nikki who just simply disappeared in the pool. Mick took down the coffee and rubbed his eyes.

"Hey, are you okay?" You asked while rubbing your hands on his thigh to comfort him.

"Yeah, just..." He stopped when Thomas, the waiter, appeared. "I'm sorry but who are you exactly? And why are you staring at my girl?" Thomas stood just beside us with the plates in his hands.

"Umm, sorry, sir. I just brought your breakfast as (Y/N) told me to."

"How do you even know her name?" Mick snapped turning to Thomas.

"It's okay, Mick. We met in the morning. And I just wanted a decent and calm breakfast but it won't ever work as I see." You looked away while he placed down your food.

"Is there anything I can do?" Thomas asked still bouncing on his legs.

"Yes. You can fuck off. Thank you." Mick answered drumming on the table with his fingers.

"Hey! What is your problem?" You inquired while telling Thomas to go away. "He didn't do anything."

"He did. And I don't like his face." He said it was the most obvious thing.

"That's not a reason to be rude." You paused for a second not to say anything that could hurt him. You knew he was tired of his back was bothering him. He wasn't this moody if he didn't have a reason. "It's not his fault that he has a face like that." You tried to joke making Mick smile a bit.

"Sorry. It wasn't my intention to ruin your morning." He placed his hand upon yours and squeezed it.

"Maybe you were just hangry."

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After you finished your food, you put on your sunglasses and was about to take off your robe when Mick stopped you.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Umm, taking it off so I can sunbathe properly?!" You placed one of your hand on your hip.

"Can't you just leave it on?"

"Why on Earth...? Oh." You smirked and went over to him. You sat on his lap so you were face-to-face. You took down those damn sunglasses so you could see in his eyes. "Okay so let's make things clear. I love you and you love me, am I right?"

"Of course, I love you," Mick assured you as he rested his hands on your bare thighs.

"I'm glad we discussed that. So what I wanted to tell you is that you don't have any reason to act like this. I'm your girl and you know that I can and will protect myself from other men who will try to flirt with me." You glanced over Vince who was drowning Tommy in the pool. "So I want you to trust me. And don't kill or chase away other men who are just trying to be nice or doing their job, okay?"

"I will try. But don't expect from me not to send death glares towards them. I can't and won't control my face." His grip tightened on your thighs and captured your lip between his. The kiss tasted like coffee and cigarette. When you broke the kiss Mick was gazing you lovingly. When Vince and Tommy started to yell this gaze faded away.

"Yeah, old man, get some," Vince screamed. You just shook your head, stood up, and took off your robe, this time watching Mick's reaction. You did it really slow to tease him a bit. You saw the relief in his eyes when he realized that you weren't wearing a bikini, just a swimsuit. You took your aviators on and laid on a deck chair all to relax a bit.

Haha, relax and calmness. What you were even thinking?!

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"Can't you be annoying somewhere else?!" You exclaimed. They were so loud you couldn't even hear your own thoughts. You were reading a book and was trying to concentrate on the plot but they didn't really help.

"Why? We are just having fun!" Tommy yelled back. "Come, join us!"

"No, thank you. I would rather have a nap." You put down the book, laid back, and closed your eyes. A couple of minutes after you heard splashing noise.

"Umm, (Y/N)...?" Mick spoke up to warn you of the upcoming threat that was approaching you.

"Yeah?" You sat down and turned to him but followed where his finger pointed.

"I would run if I were you." The blood froze in your veins as you saw Tommy and Nikki approaching you with a mischievous grin on their faces. Can't they just be normal for a day and leave you the hell alone. This hotel was fucking vast to fit.

"Don't dare to come any closer!" You got up and immediately started to run when Tommy was walking faster. You rushed past Mick who was chuckling at your desperate face (betrayal) and when you thought you escaped you bumped into Vince. He quickly grabbed your wrists and didn't let you go. You almost managed to free yourself from his grip when Nikki and Tommy grabbed each of your legs and were balancing you over the edge of the pool.

"No, no, no! Put me down right now! Please?" You screamed closing your eyes.

"Say no more," Vinnie said just before they let you and you fell into the pool. You had a second to hold your breath so you didn't need to go up immediately. Let's freak them out a bit. Years ago, you went to the beach a lot with Dylan and Izzy, to be honest, you completely fell in love with swimming so you can stay underwater more than the average. You swam to the other side of the pool and waited there. You were smirking when you saw Vince underwear. You showed him your middle finger and came up to the fresh air.

"Are you out of your mind? We thought you drowned!!!" Nikki screamed pulling his hair. You glanced at Mick, who was aware of your abilities, so he burst into laughing while the others were just looking at him confused.

"That's because you dropped me into the water!" You snapped leaning on the edge of the pool. You placed your elbows on it and leaned your head back.

"You told us to let you go!" Tommy added earning an annoyed look from you.

"Damn...what the FUCK?!" You cried when you felt someone tickling your belly. Vince came up inches away from you and he was so close you could feel his breath.

"Nope. It's just me. But if you really wanna fuck, firstly you should discuss it with Mr. Grumpy." He pointed at Mick and after he turned his head back at you slapped him in the face. He held his hand on his face smiling and came closer. "Really, again? Well, you hit me again so you need to be punished for hurting your boss." He smirked and waved to Nikki and Tommy to come closer.

"What, no?!" You were already afraid of what they will do. Vince went underwater again so you took the opportunity to climb out of the pool but he grabbed your legs and put you on his shoulders. He stood up and you were clinging onto his head not to fell.

"Hey, you are pulling my hair! Ouch!" He complained.

"That's for your behaviour....little Boss."

"Little Boss?" He asked not believing what you have just said.

"Yeah. Doc is the boss Boss so you don't have any word."

"Ouch. That hurt more than my hair." After finishing his sentence he immediately bent his knees so you were both underwater again, right before he stood properly again. You were coughing and gasping for air.

"You son of a bitch. I always knew you will be the death of me!" You said between two coughs.

"Oh, I know. But not in this way." You bet he had a big smirk on his face. "And hey Mick! Does this situation count as (Y/N) cheating on you? Cause my head is between her legs, you know." Vince snickered when Tommy and Nikki high-fived with him with his free hand.

"You are sick, Vinnie." Tommy laughed.

"And stupid." You kicked him the stomach. Mick stood up and left the area of the pool.

"Hey, Mick?! Where are you going?" You yelled.

"Away from these teenagers." He murmured.

"Trust, okay?" You knew it was about this thing although you had just discussed it. Okay, you could understand his situation because there are three guys who are always treating you like their girlfriend but Mick doesn't see that they are just joking and you were more like a sister to them. At least, you hoped. Not to mention that Vince treated everybody like you.

As an answer, he just smiled and completely got out of plain sight. You sighed and glared at them. "Nice job, guys. You managed to chase him away."

"Okay, so we can now be a little naughty," Tommy added grinning at Nikki.

"No way! I'm gonna swim and we can play volleyball, but that's the maximum. You are not gonna make the hotel drop us out again as you did it before. I like this place." You looked around admiring the hotel.

"It's because of that waiter guy, right? We saw him looking at you." Vince stated.

"You are looking at me in the SAME WAY! He just did his job."

"Well, Mick didn't see in that way. And neither we." Nikki said just before he climbed on Tommy's shoulder and was about to push you down when Vince's hands grabbed your thighs tighter. He didn't manage to make you fall so you tickled Tommy with your leg and he lost it laughing and falling back.

"Haha, losers!" Vince snickered and held one of his hand so you clapped in his.

∆

After playing for several hours you left the boys after you threatened them to play nicely. You approached the elevator and pushed the button. While you were waiting, Thomas appeared and put a towel on your back with so much strength you almost tripped over.

"Oh thank you, but you didn't have to. I'm already dry." Okay, you were a bit shivering. But tiredness could also cause that.

"I don't want you to be ill. You think you are dry but it's cold inside." He mentioned.

"But I'm inside." You murmured staring in front of yourself. Finally, the lift arrived so this awkward conversation could end.

"Bye (Y/N). And take care!" He waved while you just stared at him. What is wrong with this guy? He was on a good path to piss you off. After opening your shared room and stepping in, you saw Mick laying on the bed and sleeping. Your cat didn't sleep that much like him. You cautiously went to the bathroom and took a shower. When you finished you put a towel around yourself and were about to find a t-shirt in your suitcase when the phone rang. You ran to the table quickly fearing it would wake up Mick.

"Hello?"

"Good afternoon. Is this (Y/N) Cooper?" An unfamiliar voice asked.

"Yes. What is it?"

"Your brother, Dylan Richard Cooper had a car accident. He told us to call you, so can you please come to the hospital?"

"Yeah, of course...I will be there in 10 minutes." After hanging up the phone you dressed up and left a note for Mick, before leaving the room.                                 

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Next chapter

Tags: @cmft-jr-winchester @leatherandheels​ @karrotkate​

[oliverwxod]

‘Will you still love me when no one want’s me around’

Request: Prompts 27, 87 and 98

Warnings; Swearing

Pairing; Steve Rogers x Reader

27 everything is temporary, this is merely one of those things'

87 you don't know what you're saying 

98 this isn't over, you always come running back and I always welcome you 

Masterlist

It was one of Tony's magnificent parties that the avengers always attended. A lot of alcohol had been consumed and y/n was feeling it hit her all at once.

 "Buckyyyy - shots yessss?" Y/n spoke, dragging out all syllables.

 Bucky laughed from his seat where y/n had leaned on for support to keep her standing up.

 "Doll I think you've had too much to drink" he spoke chuckling at Steve who sat next to him

. "Pleaseeee" she leaned her head on his shoulder looking up at his face with pleading eyes.

 "I can never say no to you" Bucky chuckled. 

 "Yaaay" she cheered standing up straighter and reaching out for the shot glass the bar tender had poured. "You too Captain" she said glancing at him. Steve shook his head laughing lightly. 

He couldn't say no to her either.

 "On 3-2-1 go" she said downing the shot, the others following suit, before slamming the glasses back on the bar. "You guys are my faves" she spoke before turning away, not before bumping into someone and stumbling over. 

 The guy didn't even apologize just ignored her and left. In her drunken state y/n got up and started towards the guy who had just knocked her over.

 "Fucking prick" she mumbled, the guy heard her, turning around with a hard glare.

 "What was that sweetheart?" The man spoke, one eyebrow raised.

 "I said-" Steve decided to step in watching the interaction, he could see y/n about to get mad and when she got mad, bad things would happen. As in the man would no longer be in the same room as them but most likely 100 feet below ground.

 "Hey that's enough" he said his arm going around her shoulders and steering her in the other direction. She instantly relaxed at the super soldiers touch.

 "Maybe we should get you to bed, think you've drank too much." He spoke gently.

 "But I'm not tired" she spoke in confusion. She followed Steve towards her living area, annoyed at herself for getting in this state. She wished she hadn't but things had gone terribly this week. She just wanted to forget.

 "I don't want to go to bed" she whispered, making her way towards the sliding doors, opening them and stepping out into the balcony that over looked the night city. 

 Steve followed her, cautious. Once he reached the balcony his heart started beating faster.

 Y/n was standing close to the edge of the barrier, leaning over it slightly.

 He approached her, one arm securing around her waist from behind and dragging her back slightly. His heart beat slowed back to normal.

 "Be careful" he spoke breaking the silence. 

 "I am being careful" she said confused before sitting on the floor. "I was looking at the pretty stars" 

 "You can do that from further away from the edge, nearly gave me a heart attack" Steve spoke joining her on sitting on the floor. 

 He watched her look up at the stars in amazement and he smiled to himself. She looked happy and content. He didn't often see her like this.

 "What?" She asked smiling as she caught him looking at her.

 "Nothing" he spoke looking away smiling to himself. 

 "What?" She asked again a little angrily this time. He chuckled before answering.

 "it's nothing really- just never seen you this care free" She stared back at him for a while, eyebrows furrowed in thought. 

 "It's temporary though" she spoke quietly but Steve heard and he looked concerned.

 "Everything is temporary, this is merely one of those things'' she said again, her care free look gone now, replaced with distress as if she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. This was the y/n Steve was used too. 

The stressed and anxious person she normally was showing through. However she was less timid in her drunken state, more outspoken and confident.

 Maybe she was saying these things because she was drunk Steve thought.

 "You don't know what you're saying" He spoke, shaking his head. She stared at him with a blank expression. 

 "I don't want to be here anymore" she spoke seriously. “I shouldn’t be here”

 "What? What do you mean?" Steve spoke sitting up straighter in panic and waiting for her to carry on.

 "I-I don't want to be in the tower anymore, I want to leave again... But for good, I can't do it anymore. I'm not even helping being here! I couldn't help on the last mission, I'm just pulling us back, I don’t deserve to be here" she rambled.

 "Look maybe we should get you to bed, you-you can’t know what you're saying right now, you're not being rational" Steve said hurriedly, trying to calm the situation.

 Steve was in full panic mode. She had left the avengers before, twice in fact. And both those times were the worst pain he had ever felt. He had felt empty until she came back. She was a big presence in his life. 

 The second time she left was worse. It hit him harder than the first. He thought once she came back she would stay for good. When she came back the second time he took her back into the team without second thought, scared to lose her again. He thought it was different this time. That she would stay with them, with him. 

 She had everyone around her now. Everyone cared about her, especially Steve. He loved her more than he had ever loved anyone. Her talking about leaving again broke him. He physically couldn’t let her go again.

 "No- no I need to go, it has to be over I can't keep being an avenger, I'm not good enough" she cried.

 "Please- please don't say that" Steve said as he stood up, facing away from where she sat on the floor. "This isn't over, you always come running back and I always welcome you" 

She stood up too, swaying slightly. She reached out for Steve, his body tensing at her touch before relaxing. She let out a small sob before the tears started falling down her face. Steve automatically pulled her into a tight grip. His large arms embracing her, his hand Resting on the top of her head as he carded his fingers through her hair.

 "I want to leave" she cried "but I don't want to leave you" Steve's heart clenched. 

 "We can make this work" he soothed kissing the top of her head "we always make it work love"

[robinsgirlwonder]

So Shines A Good Deed In a Weary World - Part 4/4

Yaaay! The Drabble-a-thon comes to a close and so does this little mini-fic. I admit, I grossed myself out this was so saccharine but I just was in love with the idea. Hope you enjoy!

Part 1: Close Your Eyes

Part 2:  Make a Wish

Part 3: Count to Three 

Part 4:  Pure Imagination (AO3)

Prompt: October 2017

 “I’m not entirely sure what I just watched.”

The two of them sat on the sofa in Diana’s living room. It had been six months since Steve had returned to the world of the living. After weeks on Themyscira, he had finally asked to return to Man’s World. As it turned out, the fact that Circe had used his soul to power Ares like a battery had meant that he had vague memories and inklings of what the modern world looked like.

The first few months had been difficult, but not in the way she had expected. She had spent several years helping Charlie through his shellshock after the War, and she had prepared herself for such a transition for Steve.

To her great surprise, he had sought after all of the technology he missed with the voraciousness she had done in their first days in London. After a few weeks of learning about jet planes and LED lights and the basic concept of computers, Steve had demanded that they make up for the time he had missed in order. Since technology had evolved to the point of being touch-based, in some ways, Steve had found that easier.

As it turned out, since silent films had been one of Steve’s few guilty pleasures when he was not actively infiltrating German forces, Diana had determined that could be his conduit to how time had passed.

They started with A Dog’s Life and the original Tarzan of the Apes, the last two silent films Steve had seen before his fateful last mission.  From there, they gradually progressed into talkies.

Diana had selfishly watched his face light up as they watched The Wizard of Oz for the first time and the transition from black and white to color made him laugh. He especially enjoyed the monster films and spent an entire day draped in a sheet walking like Bela Lugosi so he could sneak up on her.

“I’m alive and a whole century passed,” He’d said when she asked him about his unusually playful nature. “I’m allowed to be a kid for a little while.”

The two of them had watched Casablanca in complete silence, even as her shoulders shook from tears as Ilsa and Rick said their goodbyes. They had paused in their journey through the movies after that. Steve had kissed her tears away and reminded her that he wasn’t leaving her again any time soon.

After that, they avoided most of the films about the Second World War, even over Steve’s protests that he needed to see them. There would be time for him to be angry at the world. She wanted him to see the best, and he had relented.

Through the summer, that had made it through the Alfred Hitchcock, the American Western (which Steve absolutely adored), then the era of movie musicals. Steve was incredibly fond of those, and even forced Diana to get up and dance with him in the living room. In addition, they ran the gamut of films from the 1960s. From Breakfast at Tiffany’s to 2001: A Space Odyssey, they went through more croissants and popcorn than Diana thought possible.

As autumn had come, Diana had been unfortunately pulled away to deal with necessary League business. Steve continued on without her, and after a particularly rough week helping clean up in the aftermath of devastating hurricanes, she returned to find Steve discussing the nature of artificial intelligence and mutual assured destruction and space aliens. He had found the entirety of James Cameron’s work in the 80s and 90s.

Finally, the month of October had thus far allowed her the opportunity to share with him more modern films.

But, the film he had insisted on watching today had been one she warned he would not enjoy, but he nevertheless wanted to see it.

“I told you, it was not as good as the books.” She lamented, turning to look at him.

“All that technology, all of that… movie magic and they couldn’t get A Princess of Mars right? I… I loved those books!” Steve sighed, exasperated. “I mean, there was a reason we helped smuggle them across the lines.  Those were the most amazing fantasies I’d ever read, and this is what they came up with?”

Diana shrugged, trying not to show how amused she was by his reaction. “There is a rule of thumb that books adapted into movies are never as good.”

Steve huffed, still processing the visually stunning, yet ultimately confusing film. After a moment, he slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. “Well, you were supposed to come to Man’s World and change everything, right? How come they didn’t call it Princess of Mars?” He poked her in the rib, making her squirm. “Huh? You’re the expert on this sort of thing.”

Laughing as he tickled her again, she grabbed at his hand and held it quite firmly away from her skin. “You want me to change the film’s title? I will do that immediately. Wonder Woman will make a passionate plea to restore the legacy of Edgar Rice Burroughs’ novels so that her boyfriend can see what only exists in his imagination.”

Steve looked at her for a long moment, then smiled. She knew that look. “I love you.”

Diana finally released his hand and let him pull her closer. “I love you, too.”

“Do me a favor, though?” He asked, drawing her closer. “Change the movie industry tomorrow. Tonight, I’ll live on pure imagination.” Steve drew another chuckle out of her as he pulled her into his lap.

That night, as he had many others, he reminded her that there was only one princess he needed.

[god-hunter]

Ultimates 2 #100

Whoa whoa whoa.  What happened to Issue #10?

Well friends, Marvel has finally gone back to their original numbering.  So when you combine every issue of the Ultimate Universe Ultimates books, as well as the 616 Universe issues of Ultimates...  it’s very convenient for Al Ewing that it worked out this way.  You could say that Ultimates 2 #9 was really Issue #99.

Either way, this is the end of this volume, and also a fresh start for Ultimates... wherever they go from here.

And yes, if you couldn’t tell, that is Absolutely the original Ultimate Universe version of Captain America, Ant Man and I believe Iron Man onlooking at the 616 Ultimates.

This book...  ::sighs::  It went in weird places.  But Ewing definitely had a bigger vision of bringing the Ultimate Universe back.  And, in this issue he finally did it.

I don’t know in how much detail I’m gonna go with this issue, because I’ve truly lost all fucks.  But since it’s the last one and that Avengers v6 seems to tie-in to this in the long run, we might as well go through it.

So here goes.  The end of Ultimates 2!  The return of the original numbering!!

[Some Spoilers]

Galactus stands amidst nothingness with his Eternity Watch. [The one he just formed like.. 2 issues ago...]

Narrations remind us that Eternity has been consumed by the First Firmament, so they’ve been forced to evacuate “...to the outside of all things.”

It seems that there’s a Prime Earth and a Counter Earth now.  [That’s what The Maker and High Evolutionary have created.

Galactus thinks they only have one hope.  His heralds.  His... Ultimates!

We cut to our actual team, who have been teleported from space to this Counter-Earth Laboratory.  [Which is totally non-canon, btw.  Unless you mean to tell me, that after this moment, they were brought right back to space, and then the events of taking care of Hydra Cap occurred.]

So... The Maker is at the Lab with the Ultimate Hulk, Cap, Giant Man and 2 others.  He immediately sics them on our Ultimates.

We get to see America fight Captain America, and it’s so rushed that it doesn’t hold any wait.  I really don’t understand the motive other than ‘you shouldn’t exist.’   [While in the Original Ultimate heroes’ perspective, I absolutely feel like they deserve a second chance at life here, and if the Maker provided that for them, then so be it.]

Hank Pym has an awesome moment, where he remembers dying during Secret Wars.  Then Carol Danvers decks him.

“...Who exactly are you people?” Ultimate Cap asks.  When America refers to her team as the “Paramedics of the Universe”, Cap orders his team to stand down.

Then the Maker pulls a sick, wicked, villainous move and somehow rips Cap from existence.

“I brought you into this world... I can take you out.”  He didn’t want them both playing nice.  He just wanted them to fight each other, and for his guys to come out on top.

Spectrum immediately deals with him, while Tony analyzes her light form with complete intrigue.

Then we find that the High Evolutionary destroys him without much effort, saying something about betraying him.

“He betrayed the very concept of me. What he did... is against evolution.”

They figure out together that they’re being.. ‘digested by a higher reality’?

Adam Brashear asks the High Evolutionary if they can reverse the process.

“...I’m not sure I can even work the controls anymore.”

This is where Ultimate Iron Man comes in to save the day.  He briefly explains that he has nanites in his body that help him interface with other machines. [That’s pretty cool..]  Then he smiles at Spectrum, basically asking her for help.

She tells him that the whole room will help him... communicate with the machine...

[And this is where Ewing sort of loses me..]

But whatever.  Galactus can see from afar that they did it!  ALL of the Ultimates, new and old work together to help ...Eternity Remember.

Eternity itself climbs out from the First Firmament’s body.

The Eternity Watch sees this as their chance to go in and fight off The First Firmament and/or Logos.  The Cellestials seems to be weakened or dying.  And, even Black Panther gets his hands, or mind dirty I should say. [...Not in that way.]  When he summons The Tiger God to help destroy Logos.

At this point, I throw my hands in the air.  There’s no point for explanation.

Cosmic stuff is Cosmicky.  The Tiger God rips Logos apart, splitting Chaos and Order back into one.

The Never Queen watches all this and chimes in.  Revealing that she’s saved an original Celestial.  Apparently, it seeded into many others.

“Rise... my Celestials. My Avatars of the Possible!  Rise anew-- The Fifth Host!”

[What the fuck are we talking about!???]

So original Celestials dive into this cosmic battle against Logos and the First Firmament.

Um... and Eternity has a moment with The First Firmament, where he’s struggling from his grips.  But he is still becoming stronger from the work of our Ultimates.

And he is strong enough to call upon HIS Ultimates.

Which bring back some old-school characters.

‘...The Multiverses Assemble.’

[Where is the first??] {Ohhh that’s The First Firmament.  Gotcha...}

The Second - The Originator of the Omega Force.

The Third - Creator of Lifebringer

“(The fourth is missing...)”  They literally tell us that he’ll return another day.  [Oh, okay.]

The Fifth - Maker of magic.

The Sixth - Inventor of Science.

The Seventh - Infinity.  This is a female character that I recognize.  She is Eternity’s Sister-Self.

So this group of... Ultimate Ultimates work together to... cast the First Firmament out into “...the next place. And heal him... if we can.”

...I don’t know who asks this, but “...what happens now?”

Galactus explains that the Eternity War is over.  Eternity is unchained.  The living tribunal is his normal 3-headed self again and wants to discuss Chaos and Order’s conduct.  Ego, the living planet, loses his body and is happy to be a floating head again...

And the Original Ultimates now have a new space craft..  To which they’re apparently gonna travel in space together.

Carol and our Ultimates are hanging out with Galactus and she asks what’s next.  More importantly, she asks if they can finally get some help taking down that Shield.

Yet again, they get an apology from him.  He can’t breach that shield, but he can sense that there is hope on the horizon.

“...yes.  Return to your Posts, Ultimates.”

With a wave of his hand, they are teleported back to Earth, where we see Carol destroy a Hydra tank, and T’challa sits on his thrown.

Monica and Adam are able to sit at a table and enjoy coffee together as a couple.  America is off fighting monsters on some other planet.

[In one page, we obviously skipped days or even weeks of continuity.]

And that’s fine.

Secret Empire was almost done when this issue came out, so the lack of spoilers was a good thing.  Also, for the story they’re telling, this served it’s purpose.

Galactus has a final thankful thought about this entire thing they all went through.

“I will not forget. Heralds come and go--and I have had many... But my friends are for Eternity.”

-The End-

Yaaay!  Holy shit was that a cluster-fucked mess.

I remember being really bummed out when I finished this book.  Because morbid curiosity got the better of me.  There were just the right amount of characters that I cared about, and just the right amount of intrigue to keep me interested in what was going on in space.

But man did this thing go nowhere.

The only thing Ewing managed to accomplish as far as I’m concerned is that he brought back some fan-favorites from the Ultimate Universe back to life.  And I never even followed them before, so...  Really.  There’s a lot of things that didn’t hold a lot of weight for me, here.  But that might be completely different for other people who read this book.

Um.  I’m really glad there won’t be an Ultimates 3.

However...  I do have a sneaking suspicion that somehow the events of this moment are about to spill into Avengers & Champions with their brand new story “Worlds Collide”, coming out next month or so.

I’m really looking forward to that, so... look forward to Avengers #672!

Also, now would be a good time as any for me to finally read Marvel Legacy #1.

So who knows, what I’m reviewing next.

Later guys.

[justsomebucky]

The Only Exception (Part 3)

Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,523

Warnings: language, fluff, wishful thinking, hot firemen, sarcasm, cynicism, bad jokes, drinking, sad story retelling (mentions of death and loss)

A/N: Moving right along…and yes, I used a Keep Reading line. Also, shout out to @redgillan for making my day brighter.

Part - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10

“What do you mean this is my office now?” You stared at your name, which was now fixed on a plate outside of the door. “I didn’t actually agree to anything long-term yet.”

“I don’t think May cares,” Scott said with a shrug, moving inside the office. “Views are clicks, and clicks are money. That’s basically all they want right now.”

To your surprise and horror, all of your belongings were now in Leah’s office. “When did they manage this?” You stepped in cautiously, as if more awaited you inside.

“Two guys from Maintenance and one from IT were here an hour before you to set everything up.”

You reached into your pocket and pulled out your phone, sending a quick text to your so-called assistant (and so-called best friend). When were you planning on telling me about the move?

“Right now!”

At the sound of Natasha’s voice, you whirled around and narrowed your eyes at her. “You’re supposed to tell me things like this before I get to work and find everything moved already.”

“This part is actually not as bad as the other thing I have to tell you, Y/N.”

Now you were worried. “What? Explain yourself. What other amazing surprises should I be expecting?” You moved closer to where she was standing, your hands on your hips.

“Well,” Nat began, pulling out her own phone and scrolling a bit. “There were four things total. First, you have a meeting with the creative team this afternoon.”

“I knew about that,” you nodded. “Keep going.”

“You have a new office, yaaay!”

Your eyes narrowed some more. “Also knew about that, thanks.”

Natasha gave you a nervous smile. “Here’s a good one: I took the liberty of setting up a date for you and Bucky tonight, once his shift is over.”

“You WHAT?” Now you could feel the out-of-control anger rising. “Natasha! I never agreed to that! He hasn’t even contacted me, and it’s been an entire week!”

“Yeah, about that, he busted his phone on the job Monday night, and begged Steve to ask me for your number again.”

“Likely story,” you huffed, turning away to look out the window. If you were going to be stuck in this office, at least it had a view. You did your regular calming exercise. There’s the Empire State Building…

“Last but not least, May wants you to stream your show live today.”

“Live?”

“Yeah, you know, as it happens. Not pre-recorded. Live,” Scott supplied.

“Got it.” You’d forgotten Scott was even in the room, that’s how quiet he’d been. “Scott, did Leah ever have to live stream her episodes?”

“Oh shit, no, never,” he laughed. “Can you imagine how awful that would have been? We had to do at least three or four takes every episode.”

“Doesn’t matter.” Nat’s voice was grim. “May saw some article about how more and more companies are using live stream on YouTube or Facebook to connect with an audience, so she wants to try it.”

“Don’t you generally have to advertise this so they can actually get an audience?” Scott asked, crossing his arms over his chest. He didn’t look happy, either.

“Well…that’s another thing…a fifth thing, if you will.”

“Spit it out, Nat,” you growled. “What else?”

“May has been advertising it, on the site that your show links to at the end. And not that you want to hear it, Y/N, but there’s been an awful lot of interest.”

“This cannot be happening.” You moved to sit at your new desk, head in your hands. The room wasn’t spinning, right? That wasn’t a thing that happened. It was just you, feeling faint. “I don’t want to do this.”

“I believe May’s exact words were, ‘She has to do it.’”

You groaned, letting your head fall to your desk.

This day just kept getting worse.

“Okay, just the same as ever, Y/N. I’ll count down, but instead of reading questions from email, you’ll be reading questions live from the comments. Nat is going to be picking them as they come in.”

“Try not to pick terrible questions, Nat, okay?” You were still mad at her for not telling you sooner, though you knew it was unreasonable. Knowing sooner would have just made you worry that much longer.

“Fine. Just, can we get to it? It’s almost time.”

Scott nodded, checking his watch. “Okay, ten seconds.”

You glanced in the mirror, touching your hair one last time before staring at the camera.

You can do this, you can do this you can do this…

“In five, four…’

Shit, you can’t do this! Don’t do this!

“…three, two…” After another beat, Scott pointed at you.

“Hi, I’m Y/N, the Love Therapist, and I’m here live streaming today with all of you to answer your questions, and hopefully offer up some helpful advice. Let’s get right to the chat, shall we? My assistant is going to be picking questions, so if yours doesn’t get answered, don’t worry, the regular show email is still available for you to send in a question.”

Scott left the camera on you as Nat read off the first question.

“Isaac212 asks, ‘I got a girl pregnant, but I don’t really like her at all. She’s terrible, boring, and clingy as hell. What should I do?’”

You made a face at Nat, then the camera. “Well, Isaac, I’d say first of all, it doesn’t really matter what you want anymore. You have a kid with this person you loathe, and the only one I feel sorry for here is the child. Congrats, dad. Time to take responsibility for your actions, even if you hate the woman. Next question.”

When she didn’t say anything, you glanced over at her. “Aren’t there any more questions?”

“Well, actually…this question comes from user Confused in Brooklyn’s Ex-Fiancé.”

More follow up? Why would you have expected anything less… “Go on.”

“He writes, ‘I just wanted you to know that you ended a relationship the other week, and I’m still pissed off, because you gave an answer without thinking of the consequences of your actions. I hope other people think first before they take your advice.’”

There was a brief silence in the room, before you cleared your throat. “Fair enough, Ex-Fiancé. I deserve that. It was my first show, and I did give out advice that was somewhat vague, which led your former significant other down a certain path and away from you.”

You glanced to your right, to the window and your beloved city, before looking squarely at the camera. “But, if you think I caused the problems in your relationship that led to its ultimate demise, you are sadly mistaken. You need to look at yourself and the role you played in making your fiancée feel like she couldn’t talk to you about your problems, so much that she relied on a stranger from the internet for help.”

Scott was nodding behind the scenes, but you were too fired up to acknowledge him.

“It sounds to me, Ex, that you thought everything was sunshine and rainbows when it wasn’t. Were you the only one benefiting from the relationship? Were you even paying attention to the poor woman? I suggest you work on your communication skills, and I sincerely hope everything works out for you in the future. Moving right along…”

The show continued live for an hour, and by the end of it you were mentally and emotionally exhausted. The thought of going home and curling up with a nice book or binging a TV show sounded like heaven right then.

You didn’t even bother to ask permission to leave; what were they gonna do now, fire you? You grabbed your coat and phone, determined to leave work’s baggage where it belonged.

“Where are you going?” Natasha called down the hall.

Dammit; you’d hoped to sneak out before she saw. “I’m going home, Nat. I’m tired.”

“You have a date with Bucky tonight, remember?” She rushed to catch up with you, keeping pace beside you as you hauled ass down the hall.

“No. No, I cannot tonight. I’m sorry. Maybe some other time.” The thought alone made you downright drained.

“Um, well…he’s downstairs waiting.”

That stopped you in your tracks, and if looks could kill… “Excuse me?”

“Steve sorta…asked where we work and I told him.”

“Nat, I love you, I really do, but you have to stop meddling in my personal life. I didn’t ask for your help, and I didn’t ask you to set me up with Bucky again.”

“Well you weren’t going to see him on your own!”

“Maybe that’s the point!” Your voice was getting too loud, so you tried to calm down a little. “I’m not ready. I’m not.”

“You’ll never be ready,” she snapped, before turning and walking away from you.

You didn’t really have a retort to that. Maybe she was right; maybe you were never really going to be ready. Why was it that you could give good advice to strangers, but not take it for yourself?

With a big sigh, you trudged to the elevator, then the lobby, where Bucky Barnes was indeed waiting for you.

“Hey,” he said with a smile, though it didn’t quite look like it was reaching his eyes. “Ready to go?”

“I don’t know if I really want to go out tonight, Bucky,” you said apologetically. “I just had a bad day at work and I kind of just want to go home and veg out.”

“What’s wrong? I watched your show, by the way, on my lunch. That was pretty intense.”

Great. Just what you needed, for the guy you were kindofsortof seeing to see you embarrass yourself live. “So then I guess you heard the one guy who blames me for ruining his life?”

Bucky’s eyes widened. “That was something, wasn’t it.”

“Yeah,” you scoffed, glancing around the lobby. “It’s not my fault his fiancée was having doubts, but suddenly I’m the bad guy who ruined everything. All I did was tell her to evaluate things for herself. Then he goes and suggests that no one should listen to me….Ugh! Whatever.”

“Hmmm. Well, I am a fireman…I can rush you to the burn unit if you want?”

You glanced back at him to see he was absolutely kidding, his eyes now twinkling with mischief. “Hilarious.”

“Just thought I’d offer.”

“Mmhmm…” You nodded out the door. “Well, are we having this date, or what? I could use a distraction, I guess.”

“Ah, that’s the enthusiasm I was looking for,” he joked, motioning for you to lead the way.

You weren’t sure why it surprised you, but your day definitely got better the moment Bucky showed up. He’d taken great care to make sure you were laughing the whole way to dinner.

He’d taken you to a Japanese restaurant, conveniently located halfway between your apartment and the firehouse, because he personally knew the owner. When she first saw Bucky walk through the door, her eyes lit up, and she swooped in to grab him and hug him tightly. He hugged her back with such ferocity, and a fondness you’d never seen from him before.

Now the two of you were seated across from one another, at a small table near the kitchen.

The entire restaurant was comprised of the main dining area and then the small kitchen in the back, but the way it was laid out and decorated made it feel like it was twice its size. Hand-painted designs played out scenes from history and mythology all along the bright yellow walls, while heavy red curtains and red tablecloths brought you back down to reality.

So far, the date was going a little too well. “You won’t be called out again, right?”

Bucky shook his head, a small smile lifting the corner of his mouth. “Not tonight, no. I swapped on-call shift with Steve so I could be here, uninterrupted.”

A warm feeling spread through your bones, seeping into your heart a little, though you’d never admit it. When was the last time someone put effort into spending time with you? It had been…well, you couldn’t recall, but it had been a long time.

Bucky must have noticed a shift in the atmosphere around you both, because he started fidgeting in his chair. You wondered what could have brought on his discomfort, when he was the one to make such a bold statement.

“I used to live in an apartment above this place,” he explained quietly, his eyes traveling to the staircase in the back of the room. “They were very gracious landlords when I first struck out on my own. She and her husband treated me like family. Her husband passed away last year, so I try to stop by and see her as often as I can.”

You let your own eyes wander over his features while he was lost in thought. His brown hair was getting a little long, and his blue-grey eyes were contemplative. His eyes had little laugh lines around them, and you saw a scar across his chin. Maybe that was from a fire fight gone awry; you’d have to ask him sometime.

When his eyes met yours sooner than you were expecting, you saw surprise flash in them. “You’re staring at me. Was it something I said?”

“No.” You shook your head, feeling your face heat up a little at being caught observing him. “You just haven’t told me much about yourself before.”

“Ah. Well, there’s not much to tell. I was born and raised upstate. My parents moved a little closer to the city, though, after…”

You were almost afraid to ask. “After what?”

His fists clenched on the table, and when he noticed, he moved his hands to his lap. “When I was eighteen, I had just left to go to school down here in the city. My parents were off playing cards with the neighbors, and they left my little sister alone.”

Bucky’s eyes dulled and his expression darkened for a moment, but he shook it away before looking back at you. “She had some kind of candle burning, then they think she fell asleep. There wasn’t much left of the house after they were done putting out the fire.”

“I’m so sorry,” you whispered, your heart aching for him. You had a sudden urge to try to fix everything, though you knew that was not only absurd, but impossible.

“That’s why I became a fireman, anyways. I wanted to help prevent other families from going through that if I could.” He averted his eyes. “So, tell me why you went into the advice business.”

It was pretty obvious that he was not comfortable talking about his past any longer, so you indulged him this one time. “I didn’t get into the advice business. I got into the therapy business, at least I wanted to.”

“Why, though?” He lifted his curious gaze to meet your eyes again. “What made you decide that was the career for you?”

You didn’t answer him for a moment, trying to collect your thoughts. After his big revelation, you didn’t want to sound like an idiot. “Ever since I was a kid, when someone else was hurting and they didn’t deserve the pain, I hurt, too. If a kid was bullied, I comforted them. If a stray cat was hungry, I fed it. I just-”

You looked down, fiddling with the tablecloth in front of you. “I’ve been told I am empathetic. Over the years, it got to be too much, and it would weigh me down. So I decided that if I could channel it into something more productive it wouldn’t hurt me as much. I don’t know if you noticed, or anything, but I have a hard time letting people get close to me.”

“It sounds like self-preservation.”

Your eyes flickered up to Bucky’s, and while you were expecting judgment, you only saw understanding in them. “Really? Because the guy on the live stream today, the one with the wedding I inadvertently helped cancel, basically told me that I’m a life-ruiner. I’m not going to be able to get over that anytime soon.”

Bucky visibly flinched, but he coughed to cover it up. “Let’s just have a nice meal and forget work and our pasts and anything else but the two of us, okay?”

“That’s the best idea I’ve heard all night,” you admitted, reaching for your sake. Things were getting too sad and deep here, and you didn’t want to chase him away yet.

The owner came over just then with both of your plates in her hands, and your stomach rumbled in appreciation at the delicious food she placed in front of you.

“Thank you, this looks amazing as always,” Bucky told her, laying on his typical charm with a smile. The gloom his eyes held earlier was gone, and for that you were grateful.

“You are welcome. Maybe next time you won’t take so long to visit?” She turned her eyes to you, her eyebrows raised. “And you, good for you for putting up with this one. I hope he doesn’t scare you off like he did the last one.”

That must have been a sore spot for him, because he cleared his throat and gave her a nod. “I’m sure I’ll swing by again soon.”

“Good.” She gave a sharp nod to you both, then disappeared through a swinging door into the kitchen.

“What was that about? You scared off your last date? Should I be worried?” You tried to sound like you were kidding, but you were wondering why she would bring it up.

“It’s nothing,” he shrugged, taking a bite of his food. “Don’t worry about it.”

Instead of pushing the topic, you decided to follow his lead and eat your dinner. You even beat Bucky to a clean plate, leaning back with a satisfied groan. “That was amazing, but I’m too full to move.”

Bucky laughed, the little lines you’d noticed earlier finally making an appearance as he stood. “No dessert then?” He gave you a mischievous glance as he pulled out his wallet and laid some money down on the table.

“Let me pay my half,” you offered, reaching into your bag as you stood up too.

Bucky’s hand covered yours before you got very far. “Let’s just head out. I don’t like extended goodbyes.”

“Okay.” You let him take your hand in his and lead you out the door.

Outside, under the weird orange light from the restaurant’s sign, without any warning at all, Bucky cupped your jaw and kissed you for the first time.

If he’d meant it to be a chaste kiss, you wouldn’t know, because you moved closer and deepened it almost instinctively. His other arm wrapped around your waist, locking you tightly against him.

It felt really good to be wanted.

Bucky pulled back after a moment, looking more than a little disheveled and breathing hard. “Y/N, I have to tell you something.”

“Right now, on the sidewalk?” You made a face. “Can’t we wait until we’re indoors somewhere?”

“I don’t want to go any further with this-“ he gestured between the two of you, “-without talking about it.”

“Have you murdered someone?”

Now it was his turn to make a face. “No.”

“Are you…seeing someone else?”

“No, I’m not.”

There was only one logical explanation left, and it hurt to even say out loud. You felt your chest tighten as your anxiety made its presence known. “It’s me, isn’t it? You just aren’t into me? Well, at least you tried, you know, that’s more than most men, and-“

“No,” Bucky interrupted, his hand lifting to brush your cheek gently. “That’s definitely not it at all, I just…I’m worried that when I tell you, you won’t want to see me anymore.”

“What is it then?” you breathed, feeling like your insides were tying in knots. “Because I don’t exactly have a lot of self-confidence, Bucky, and I really need to know.”

He took in a deep breath, then let it out slowly as his eyes searched yours. “It’s a long story. I-“

You could have cursed the entire planet when his (new) phone started going off, interrupting him with an emergency alert. “I thought you said you weren’t on call tonight?”

“If it’s a big enough emergency, I don’t have a choice. I’m really sorry. I don’t want to have a short conversation about this, or text about it. Can we hang out tomorrow?”

“Okay, I will carve out some time for you tomorrow. But we’re doing something that I want to do for once.”

“You got it.” He leaned over and kissed your cheek, then walked backwards slowly. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Can you get home okay?”

“I think I can manage the three blocks to my apartment. Be safe.”

“You, too.” With a final wave, Bucky turned and jogged up the road to the firehouse.

You sighed, holding your bag a little closer as you walked the other way to your apartment.

There was no way you would sleep peacefully that night.

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[shonikado]

Warning: Contains "Shonikado Does Tabletop: Episode 6"

I waited all week for this, this was basically my experiment with doing D&D fights in a more engaging way (with mixed results, good feedback though)

First up, there's some stuff that the human barbarian went through that wasn't RP'd out, but instead I just sent the player the stuff that happened so we could get to the next session where another player would be joining in. Here's what that all was:

The barbarian and the frogs traveled onwards, reaching the mountain range between them and their destination. But a magic storm hit (those happen this time of year) and they took shelter in a cave to wait it out. She got bored waiting in the cave though and explored, and found a peaceful cult town full of blind cultists and bat-winged beholders. She didn't really care to find out what was going on, although the cultists were niced and offered her the opportunity to trade her standard eyesight for the ability to have a vague psychic sense of the whole continent. But standard eyesight is useful, so she declined

The storm passed and the party continued onwards, a day behind schedule, taking with them an old dwarf cultist who was meaning to go on a supply run later anyway. There was a tribe of orcs-and-miscellaneous that watched the group from afar but they didn't make any moves, they just scared the frogs a bit. But the mountains were left without issue, at which point the party ran into a giant who collects the toll to enter the city. They paid the toll, but the giant saw the merchant frog's amulet and was like "hey gimme that too" and it was reluctantly handed over. And then they went onwards

So then they arrived in the city, at which point the frogs and cultist departed and Ulyana went to the giant-hunters guild. There was a giant who seemed to be helping run the guild, which was confusing, and also he was a bit condescending. Anyway, Ulyana learned that the guild only accepts 100 members total and they're careful about who they pick, and the most convenient way to tell them "hey I'm a good pick" would be to win the Azure Tournament happening in a few days. So Ulyana was like "sure I'll go have fun fighting people to prove I can fight even more people" and went off.

OKAY SO THAT'S WHERE THE SESSION BEGINS

Started off introducing an elf monk, who used to be a sailor but got into boxing. He's very old. He wanted to enter the tournament so he was tasked to fight three little anima (my world's word for animated constructs, pretty much simple robots) and display his fighting prowess. He used flurry of blows or something to destroy them all in a single turn.

Later in the day, the barbarian applied, and smashed one with an axe and had her displacer beast destroy another, and then finally tore the last one apart. Which was maybe excessive but definitely displayed ability.

But since a lot of people had been applying to the tournament and they didn't want to overdo it on applicants, they were both asked if they'd be cool with partnering up, and ended up getting teamed up with each other. So a monk, a barbarian, and a displacer beast all show up to kick some butt

but first they were like "hey let's spar" which gave me an opportunity to do a silly joke regarding the arena I had prepared, and then I sat back and let two players basically drive things for me and get some character development going on. (The monk won because the barbarian forgot to rage and dodge and stuff at first and the monk is GOOD at damage-dealing.)

so at this point I introduced the system where they got double EXP for going into a fight without researching their opponents prior to the fight, the idea being "figure it out on the fly" is more challenging than "know what you're getting into". To start off, the monk went off to try and figure out who they'd be doing their tournament-entry-culling match against (there were too many applicants still so they were being pitted against each other to determine who the public-audience-getting fighters would be), and ended up finding a place where bets were being put on the fights. The person running the betting booth said it wouldn't be fair to divulge that sorta stuff to a fighter but offered to tell in exchange for a bit of gold. As it turns out, the monk is very cheap and immediately walked out of the roleplaying closet. (We went into the closet so the barbarian's player wouldn't know what went down.)

they needed 3 EXP blocks to reach level 4, 7 to reach level 5. Going in blind meant 2 blocks, going in prepared meant 1.

i gave them half a block for their spar since neither of them tried to actually kill the other

Anyway, having failed to research their opponents, they went in blind and encountered a bugbear who seemed dressed for much colder weather than was actually present, wielding a malicious-looking green longsword. The other creature was a new race they didn't learn the name of, that looked somewhere between a lobster, a cockroach, and a fish, with eight arms and totally decked out with weapons. The bugbear was super nice and said hi.

then they proceeded to curbstomp them both, meaning I never got to even show off the bugbear's special abilities and the other combatant just barely got to hint at what their moveset was

ALSO the bugbear looked at Ulyana weirdly but then decided it was probably nothing. That was before the fight. The bugbear was unconscious after the fight. So was the monk, which was fun!

Also, some extra stuff about the arena: there's some height-advantage parts of the arena, also you can only have as many potions as you have team members, also there's these clerics called the "angels" who are there to let you fight lethally because they prevent anyone from dying. The way it works is that they focus protective magic on people, and if they'd die, they instead go into a sort of near-dead state that it takes a few weeks to recover from. So they'd be out of the tournament, but not out of life in general.

anyway, the party won, the monk didn't die so he got to continue fighting (I basically explained the death rule to the barbarian in an effort to convince her to stabilize the monk since he made two death fails)

ANYWAY they went on to the next round, and the barbarian decided to investigate who the opponents were - she ended up interviewing drow twins who had been in the entry-to-actual-tournament fight against two dragonborns (the next opponents) and lost. They explained one was a paladin with healy stuff, and the other was a warlock with spooky spells. The barbarian nodded and half-understood and then left.

when they got to the arena the next day I introduced the fact that the grass in the arena has flowers planted in it to make mosaic ads, the first of which was "Rope! You Can Never Have Enough" which was a reference to a character I made for a campaign that never really happened, in which my char owned I think several miles worth of rope because we were given a lot of starting money and I didn't know what to spend it on.

anyway so the fight happened, the paladin proved to be ridiculously hard to kill, and also made it very hard to target the warlock because of two tiers of protective stuff going on. So the paladin got downed, then was revived by the warlock's potion, then the paladin was downed again and the warlock revived her with her own potion, and then she was downed a third time and the monk was very mad about the whole thing and curbstomped her face. Seeing defeat was already gonna happen, and not wanting her to get dead'd or himself to get curbstomped, the warlock surrendered and the party won.

also the warlock cast a spell that had a bunch of grabby tentacles that was supposed to do damage but when the drow twins were explaining it they were like "oh but it doesn't do damage it just grabs you" SO WHOOPS I FORGOT. WHOOPS. WHOOPS. I don't think it would have been more fun if it did do damage though, maybe just more frustrating

anyway the party was like yaaay we won and then they leveled up and it was too late to move on to the final 8 fighters (so 3 more fights, although the final fight is gonna be a bit weird) so the session was ended, more like paused but basically ended.

~DING~ SO WHAT WENT WRONG

missing happens a lot and it's frustrating for the players. Also I didn't really get to show off what made most of the fighters cool because they immediately got pummeled by the rush-and-deal-all-the-damage team.

My current ideas are this: since everyone begins at the same time, the first round of combat lacks any movement, and is just what you do IMMEDIATELY as the fight begins. This means my enemy characters can set up any fancy interesting fun fight-changing stuff that they've got (for instance, the warlock had a weird spell that would deal a lot of damage but required casting it/some prep time, and the paladin was gonna defend him while that happened, but then the party rushed up and immediately attacked so he was like "I'm getting out of here" which was not the best tactical decision maybe. There are things I could do differently.)

My second idea is that, if you miss, you can choose to automatically hit instead, but this invokes an opportunity attack. I don't know if the attack would happen before or after (so miss -> opportunity -> autohit, or miss -> autohit -> opportunity?) and this would just be a mechanic in the world. I think I'll consider it the "baiting" mechanic, like, you get the opponent to strike at you, giving you a chance to land your own hit.

Maybe I'll make it so the opponent can either opportunity attack, or take half damage. Maybe make it so that you can respond in one of the following ways: 1. Defensive. Take half damage. 2. Neutral. Opportunity attack, then take full damage. 3. Aggressive. Opportunity attack. Take half damage if you land the hit, get critted if you miss.

Both of these ideas are things that ANYBODY can use, player or enemy, making it fair but also making it easier for me to deliver on better experiences overall.

also I think I'm gonna inject a bit more roleplaying into the sessions. I was planning on skipping it to mostly experiment with combat, and it was mentioned this hurt things a bit - the fights were largely just "okay we're fighting these people now". I have ideas on how to make the fights more engaging on a narrative level (basically having the party MEET the other combatants, though learning what they can do is another story entirely and retains the EXP thing).

overall I think it was decent but I'm definitely glad it ended earlier than expected because that gives me time to refine what I have coming next.

[quonit-aceattorney]

Buying Game 1 - Playing 1 and 2

Put these all together because they were so short... and not even really recorded.

Rules:

Q = Me, Quonit.

BF = Bardic Feline, the friend that made me spend 30 dollars on the game and whom I am messaging

I don’t use those when I send the messages close enough my username doesn’t appear.

Any typos (unless they are funny and part of the conversation) will be fixed.

Index

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(Backstory: Bardic feline and I have been talking about a fic she told me she was working one (Link here when i get it). Few about a week or so I’ve been motivating her to help her to finish it by the 20th, her deadline.)

3/20/2018

Q: did you get the thing out?

BF: I didn't finish both parts of what I wanted to do, but i did enough to post the fic prologue on AO3

Q: yaaaaay that is something. Good job.

BF: thanks. ^^;;;

LESS THAN I WANTED TO DO IS STILL BETTER THAN NOTHING

Q: yaaay can I have a link?

BF: Aaah hold up.  Also, going to warn you right now, it absolutely spoils the crap out of Farewell My Turnabout, aka 2-4

Q: dammit

I need to get the game how much is it and is it on steam or do i need to get it somewhere else

BF: Like it goes in assuming you already know the big twist

Q: welp I do not know

BF: You can get it on iOS or Android or from the 3DS shop

Q: I still call the people in the game "the objection guys"

BF: Hee hee fair enough

Q: dammit

well I have a 3DS so it can still work why not

BF: But when I say it assumes you know stuff, I mean it like straight up pulls the reveal that happens most of the way through the case

And yay!  That’s the easiest way to get it

Q: dang

I should've played the game yaaaaay :D

BF: You can get the whole original trilogy in one package on the e-shop

Q: Funny thing about the 3DS: I got it from a pawn shop for 60 bucks thinking it was a 2DS because well, it was. It is a 2DS it has that on the back it says everywhere on the thing it is a 2DS. When you open it though, it thinks it's a 3DS. This works out well because a 2DS has more power and the 3DS has more available games

I'll go find it. How long is it will I be able to play to the twist by the end of today?

BF: Unless you just fly through the first game?  It’s the last case of the second game

So...proooobably not

Q: dammit

do I have to pay for all three games??? Can't I just watch somebody else play it on youtube

BF: You can if you like? Or do an emulator?  I’m not gonna tell you how to do it.  Though I will say that that bundle is WAY less than what I paid for all three games used for the DS

They were probably about 15-20 bucks EACH individually

Q: dammit

well it's gonna be a while before I read that fanfic I helped encourage you to do. What out for that review 2-3 years for now.

BF: Hahaha awww

BF: It doesn’t take THAT long to play any of the games. XD

It’s just longer than a single night

Cause it’s like reading a book where you have to solve puzzles to advance

Q: well it better be good if im going to end up spending 60 dollars on it. At least I get to understand yet another one of Zarla's interests so many of her comics are based off of

I don't even wanna read all of those fanfictions why couldn't it just be mostly comic based with like 6 fanfics like with the ladies

BF: It’s not going to be 60 bucks!

happy summer

3 games and they're like 15-20 something about a bundle how much is that

BF: That’s what each was a INDIVIDUALLY

By themselves

On the DS

BF: When you had to but the individual CARTRIDGES

Q: going in the shop to see if I can find it

ohhhh wonder how much they are now im looking in the shop

BF: The BUNDLE is all three games at once for like...16 or 20 bucks TOTAL

For all three games together

Q: :o that's not 60!

BF: That’s what I was trying to say haha

That it’s a BARGAIN

Even when it’s not discounted it’s a bargain

Q: im looking for it bleh i haven't used this thing in a while where is the search bar for a specific game

BF: Search “Ace Attorney”

And aww those eggs sound pretty

Q: where is the problem it just has filters

I remembered the thing about using vinigar instead of water for the color to stick on better and it worked very well

BF: Umm...there should be a search function

Q: there is one but that's just filters for some reason

I'm calling my brother one moment

BF: You may have parental controls on too high or something

Q: nope I got it

it's 30$...

bleh ill get it whatever

BF: Aaaah sorry

Q: it's fine!

BF: I was thinking when it was discounted, forgive meeee

Q: I'll probably like

BF: That’s STILL less than what I paid individually

And it’s a good series!

I really think you’ll like it

Q: yaaaay

BF: It’s so ridiculous and over the top Hahaha

Q: I can't face the shame I'm giving my brother the money so he can buy it

why I'M GETTING THE GAMES THOUGH

YOU INFLUENCED A LIFE DECISION

BF: Hahaha aaaah forgive meeeee

it is fine lol

BF: Ooooh!

Q: dumpster

it was your idea

it's downloading

Q: how many days do I wait before it's approprait to send Jaz another email

Q: I spent 30 dollars because of you

working on comic, very good progress. Got all of the backgrounds done and am doing pretty good on the characters.

Q: ALRIGHT IT FNISHED DOWNLOADING

Just when the game opened I saw what you meant by it being over the top this is great imma play it

Q: 2014???

must be when the bundle was released...?

BF: That sounds about right dang

Was it that long ago when the HD bundle got released

-Case 1-

Q: Back!

Finished chapter 1: I feel smart I very much enjoy this game. Wonderful. Good that I'm apparently better then most people at remembering names :D when will juan die

BF: last case of the second game!

hahah just settle in and enjoy a Juan-less first game

BF: and I really do sincerely enjoy every part of the first game

Q: BACK

I do too it'

Q: It’s hard to believe Juan is even in the game

you made me spend 30 dollars on it and I am thoroughly enjoying it

(Edit: Thoughts i remember having but didn't record.

1st Case:

Hey look the tutorial person! She's a boob joke. of course.

I had no reaction to Winston, mainly it was just "objection guy".)

-Case 2-

Q:

Me: game about laywers. Somehow it was successful. Me later: and magic??? why is there magic why is there a chapter on why does this game exist it's so over-the-top I swear what was it's goal?

Q: the girl is too talkative

I should sleep >:( It's your fualt I can't

Q: why does the girl even call me nick

why does phoenix allow this his name isn't nick

(Edit: I refuse to call him Nick to this day.)

Q: where the hell is the save button i just wanna leeeaaave

Q: I MISS THE TRIALS NOW IT'S JUST TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHERE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO GO

>:( well I'm almost to a save point in the game

Q: dooone

Maybe I'm just tiered in the morning I won't despise the girl

BF: Hahaha aaah I love Maya, personally

BF: And yeah, there are times in the investigation periods where it’s all godammit where do I go next.  But half the fun for me is going around and poking at stuff just to see what Phoenix and Maya will say about it

BF: I guess Maya gets Nick from PhoeNICx...I dunno I stopped questioning it ages ago

BF: There is a way to save when you are investing though

BF: I’ll tell you where to find it in the morning haha

Q: I figured out it's the start button.

Maybe I could look up where she got the name. She just asked if she could call me 'nick' and phoenix had no objection so I GUESS IM NICK NOW. I really like seeing what characters say about stuff too, but sometimes you just wanna get to it and 'ohmygod just shut up i wanna be able to figure this out i've already heard this before what am I missing'. Also I was tired, but ya they are enjoyable for the most part. HONESTLY with Juan I see him as a Zarla character, him being in the game is just absolutely stellar... it feels like a huuuuge bonus. I know he originally came from here but I learnt about him from the ladyverse and a quick scroll through her ace attorney folder on devart. He seems like her character. Concept: The people making the anime actually did see one or two of Zarla's comics and liked the color she had for his shirt and kept that Me at first: ehhhhh i don't really like him. he should just... go over there. Me later: oooo cross universe? More interesting, still don't like him much. Me now: I WILL PROTECT WITH BOY WITH MY LIFE WHEN I FIND HIM AND HE'S ALREADY DEAD WHOEVER DID THIS YOU WILL PAY WITH YOUR LIFE

(Edit: HOW COULD I HAVE EVER HAVE NOT LOVED HIM HE IS SUCH AN INTERESTING CHARACTER NO MATTER WHAT UNIVERSE HE’S IN)

BF: Hahahaha

Yeah, I kinda consider him to be more Zarla’s character than the game’s because of how much of a blank slate character he really is

BF: I know I’ve made up traits for him practically from whole cloth, or based on the smallest clues I can glean from the game script

Q: niiice

I'm getting through it, thankfully I'm not getting stuck as often as I did.

Q: "guess I better go there later..." YES, ALRIGHT, HOW DO I MAKE TIME MOVE FORWARD THOUGH?

BF: lol a lot of time when they say that, that means 'head on over to that location if it's on the menu"

(Edit: This goes DIRECTLY into my 1-3 reaction. The very next message.)

(Edit: Thoughts i remember having but didn't record.

2nd Case:

Sense the beginning I knew "IT'S THE WHITE GUY". The cutscene had what looked to me somebody with white hair but later i found a guy named Redd White and knew It was him because "HE'S THE WHITE GUY”

"Aw no looks like the tutorial girl is dead. Oh well."

"So she has a sister, okay."

"weird, i haven't seen this before. this is cool. (investigation mode)"

I absolutely hated April May. She was the worst character to me.

"HEY LOOK IT'S THAT OBJECTION BUDDY (Edgeworth) :D" I didn't have much thought on him besides that. He was the other objection guy. I knew him from the little I've seen of Ace Attorney beforehand (mainly one ace attorney tumblr post).

"There's magic in this game. guess her death meant nothing apparently.")

[dragonbadgerbooks]

Book asks! 1 2 11 12 16 19 20 21 29 30 33 42 43 46 47 48

Yaaay! :D Thanks to @slytherin-bookworm-guy for making an awesome list!

1. What book did you last read?

The last book I finished was The Prophecy by Erin Rhew. I also just finished volume 7 of the Saga series.

2. What book are you currently reading??

The Outlanders, which is the sequel as well as Storm of Swords.

11. Do you post reviews??

I do! They are tagged “review.” I’ve been really bad about keeping up with reviewing everything I read, but I love doing them.

12. How many books have you read this month??

Including comics/graphic novels (and this may go back into June a little), I’ve read like 9 or 10.

16. What book has been on you TBR pile the longest??

ERM. I have 2 series I got 2-3 years ago at a local convention I still haven’t read. And then the last book in TMI series.

19. Why did you start your book blog??

I love books! And I wanted to use it as a place to post writing as well. Also, I love pictures of books and wanted to work on photography skills :)

20. Is it how you thought it would be??

Mm, kinda? I’m on the fringes, but tend to see a lot of drama happen. I know I’m getting as much as I put in, which with how busy I am recently, isn’t as much as I’d like.

21. Do you write??

Not as much as I’d like, but yes! I have 2 short stories published :D

29. Have you ever bought a book because the cover was so nice??

Yes… I picked up Tiger’s Curse because of the cover and the first chapter was intriguing. I also got The Diviners because of the cover.

30. Can you leave a series unfinished or do you have to own all the books and try them all??

Um. It depends. I’ve purchased the first book before and been underwhelmed, so I didn’t keep reading it or purchase the next books (The Rose Society is one I can think of), but if I’ve read and purchased the first 2+ books, I tend to be a completionist.

How do you organise your shelves??

It’s generally based on personal preference; We have four bookshelves in our apartment. The one in my bedroom is reserved for journals, photo albums, and books that had a personal significance for me for one reason or another, as well as the fiance’s favorites. The small one in the living room is reserved for favorites/some indie authors - so it has my HP books + illustrated versions, all the Rick Riordan books, etc. The bookcase in the hallway has good YA series, fairy tale retellings, classics, and our “coffee table” books/joke books/overflow books that I’m eh about or may want to do more with one day. The bookcase in the closplay room has “overrated YA series,” manga, and books that I don’t read that much for one reason or another. So there’s a method, but it makes sense probably only to me :P (as an aside, I need another bookcase…)

42.  How do people read in the bath?? Please tell me, I’m scared of getting my book wet….

Very carefully. I tend to take second hand copies I don’t mind if they get a little moisture on them, and only use the tip of my fingers to turn pages.

43. Free rant, go ahead, we all know you want to.

Why do studios even bother “adapting” books into movies if they’re going to change the entire plot, character motivations, scenery, etc?? Just write your own damn script and see if it can be done as like “inspired by” and don’t use the name of the book for the movie!! I’m looking at you, Eragon movie.

46. Do you have a bookish tattoo?? Do you want one??

I don’t have one, but I do want a Hufflepuff badger on my foot and a phoenix feather, which is both a Harry Potter reference and a personal thing.

47. How many books do you take when you go out??

I usually have my Kindle, so that’s a ton right there. I had jury duty this week and brought 3 books with me. I also didn’t bring my Kindle that time because I didn’t know if I could use electronics. I usually have at least one that I’m currently reading. When I travel, I tend to think about what I’ll be doing and pack accordingly, meaning anywhere between one and probably a dozen?

48. Do you write, highlight, underline etc in your books

Sometimes. I have a second hand copy of ASOIAF specifically for that. I want to do it more with some other books too, at least sparingly.

[ranseltoska]

So Happy to Finally Comeback!

Hello tumblr! How are you people?

Yap, it is so long after my last posts in tumblr and I know how not consistent I am to write things in this platform. I of course have some explanation which turns out to be an excuse. Well, life is so tough lately. I have to juggle with the last theory semester that is so exhausted and taking so many energy and time and money from me, then the last term of my organization year that I want to make it the best so again I spend so much time and energy there, and the luxury time I want to spend by myself—hangout alone, have me time, watch tv series, read some books, daydream all the time, and sleep too much. So yeah, having not so much time back then but so happy to finally comeback!

There are also some triggers actually that make me want to write again. The first one is of course my desire to babble much in the platform that no one care and know about me. The second one is the luxury time I have because it is finally holiday yaaay! So I am back at home right now, not having so many things to do unless hangout with high school mates and do some family gathering, and not having responsible to deal with, and not even have a real life! Third one, is because someone from the past suddenly come back to my life and asking like you still write? I miss your stories though. No, I don’t write because of him, but his question reminds me how I used to write so much and love it. The last one is I currently watch a vlog in youtube and she is talking about doing some journaling and let your thoughts come up, and again it reminds me about how I used to suit in front of my tumblr page and write all the things that pop up in my mind. The triggers actually come like a month ago since I am home, but because of my laziness and the lack of fast and free internet here (God, I need fast internet!) I finally can do it and hopefully I can be that consistent, please help me!

So to begin my comeback (are you a K-PoP Idol group?) I will write about the random things that happened during my absent time in tumblr. Here we go!

1. I am finally home! After a tough semester and so many responsible I have to do, I finally can take a break and take a breath. So happy to be home, because you don’t have to worry about the real life or the future, about the money you’ve spend because free food and water will always be there, about the people that judge and want to hurt you because you can no longer see them, about the loneliness you feel when you are lying in your dorm alone or when you strolling around the city alone, because you are finally safe and sound.

2. I meet so many people here. From my family, big families, high school best friends, high school mates, some teachers that so close to me, some seniors that also close to me, until someone from the past. What I actually can learn is everyone is growing up even me somehow. We still talk about the silly and funny and stupid things we did back then, but we also talk about the future that waiting for us. Like with my best friends and high school mates, we remember the memories we share in the old days, like some silly jokes about everyone, or some sweet moments we have, or the friends and the teachers that really cannot be forgotten, or even the mean things we do. But in the middle of that conversation we are talking about how are our thesis or what to do after graduation or where are you work right now, we are talking about the consequences about the problems we face and how we deal with the real life, that is scary and tough. We are all growing up but I am so happy that some parts of us are still the same little souls who always want to be the best version of ourselves.

3. Last semester of theory is finally over! After so many seminars, and simulations, and negotiations, and endless papers and assignments, finally sixth semester is done! That was the very tough semester in my college life. I sometimes want to give up on so many lessons but thankfully there were Ilak, Kiki, Rachel who always motivate me and cheer me up. The scores are not yet presented, but so far I am happy with the results. Because my almost not sleep night and my working the assignments together afternoon is paid. Well next level of tough is KKN and skripsi life, brace yourself!

4. I watch so many tv series and fall in love with sense8, you guys have to watch it. It is about 8 people in different countries that can connect to each other, like really understand if one of them feel sad or happy, and they have to fight some group that want to kill them. And the season 2 is so freaking cool, but here comes the very things I hate. Netflix decides to cancel this show because of numbers. And what I want to do is screaming and saying wtf so much, because I really need to know where is Wolfgang, and how they fight the BPO, and what how is the ending, because all of them really deserve a happy endings after they try to be strong together (please watch the show to understand my babbling!). But, after the whole cluster in the whole world asked Netflix to continue it and we do some petitions, finally they’re gonna make the final-two-hours-of-sense8. Only two hours but it can change someone’s life, I bet! So yeah #sense8forever

5. I am thinking to make some content (are you a youtuber) that called Saturday Conversation. So every two weeks on Saturday I will go somewhere probably a café or a hangout place by myself and just sit, eat nice food, do some people watching, or read books, and having a conversation with myself. It could be about anything, about how I feel, what I think about life, things that makes me happy or sad or afraid, the books I currently read or the tv series I currently watch, or anything that come up in my mind. Hopefully I can be the consistent person I wish to be. And I also want to write consistently in tumblr because I still remember how much I love talking to myself in this platform by writing it.

6. I just finished watching The Flash season 2 after a very long time and Scandal season 1 after a not so really long time. Currently I am in the middle of my journey to finish Riverdale, 13 Reasons Why, The Americans, Quantico Season 2, 11.22.63, and so many tv series that waiting to be watch in my hard disk. And I currently read Garis Batas from Agustinus Wibowo, after finishing Simon vs. Homo Sapiens Agenda and Matahari from Tere Liye. I know no one care but hey I just want to share! Oh one more, I am currently in love with some youtubers that is so inspiring I can’t stop myself to watch their video, you guys should check Doddie Clark, Lucy Moon, and Lavendaire! They are basically talking about how to be honest with your own selves, to have self-loving, to embrace all the strengths and weaknesses you have in your life, to live in the moment and be a true human being, and to live your life to the fullest. Please, please watch their video to have a very very very bright insight to really live the life you love!

7. In love with Nicole Zefanya – Anaheim, Doddie Clark – Would You Be So Kind, and The Matter Halo ft. Nadin – Teralih! Please listen to all of them! Btw, speaking about Nicole Zefanya, she just launches a song called See U Never with a nickname NIKI. The song is kind r&b and hiphop, well I don’t really know the genre and the song is good but I obviously love her originals more. It is a big opportunity for her and maybe because she is still young she still wants to experiment a lot and maybe we may not hear her originals much at least not in near time. And I am so so so sad about it, because I just love her originals. Because she is so authentic with her clinginess, and the teenage high school behavior, and all the inspiring lyrics she writes that speak to me and hit me hard and so true and honest, and her piano or guitar’s melody that are so eargasm. I am gonna miss it so much. Whatever the path she chooses, I hope her little soul always walks her home.

8. Still have so many things to do in hometown; like going to the beach and enjoy the atmosphere until sun set or swimming in the beach from morning till noon, eating so much food that I can only find here, having a me time in a fast-food restaurant and going karaoke alone, hanging out to a new place with friends and family, reading books in the park on a cloudy afternoon, having a road trip or family vacation to Sabang, going to so many public place to think about my future (wahahah, the old semester students kinda behavior), and many more!

9. I have so many bucket list currently that I really hope I brave enough to literally make it real. I want to watch musical in Jakarta and join some conferences anytime soon, then I will do KKN, and hopefully do exchange, and some internship in the place I really want. Besides that I also want to travel to some city like Bandung and Karimun Jawa and I want to arrange some trip after graduating (so please graduate as much as you can!) in some neighbor countries. Hopefully I am brave enough to embrace all my plans and have so many savings due to the plans. May the force be with me!

10. Like I mention in some part of this writing, I feel like everyone is growing up including me. In the beginning of sixth semester if everyone asking about my planning to graduate or what kind of thesis I will write, I literally look at them weirdly and say things like, dude 6th semester not even finish and you already ask me that kind of question, and of course I don’t think about it yet because I don’t really want to graduate that fast. Actually why I said that because I am so freaking afraid what to do after graduating, because I have no idea what is my ability or passion that I literally can use for the real life and I literally don’t know what I have to do to have a bright future or to face this hard and tough life. But after going home and having some deep thoughts with friends and mom and dad, I kinda have hope. Like, I start to set goal about my graduation and my thesis kinda things, although still don’t know what to write as judul skripsi, help me ya Allah. I start knowing that dad is getting older also will retire soon, so I have to stop being a burden to mom and dad and I have to have a job before dad finally retire. The closest things I can do to at least have a job is graduating. So yeah, I have to graduate next year. It is also because of the invisible competition I have with my older sister, since she just graduates this year, I have to prove to my parents that next year I can also make them proud. Wish me luck please!

Well, that is all random things that come up in my mind during my absent time in tumblr. I know it is only 10 numbers but I don’t know why it can be that long! See, I talk and babble too much, that’s why I should keep writing consistently! Okay, hopefully the next writings will come anytime soon, please bare with me. See you in another post!

The finally write again happy little soul,

Me.

[lastweektranscripts]

Last Week I Started Vlogging Again!

Last Week # 1

March 28th - April 3rd, 2016

(These might be weirdly formatted, due to Tom’s style at the beginning of Last Week as a series)

 [Hey you! So tod- Ah- Uh- Nailed it. Oh my God, okay. How do I- How do I do this?

 Hey you! So, I thought I would try something a little different this week. I don’t really vlog in the traditional sense of “Whoa, look, here’s what I’m up to with my life” and I thought it’d be kinda nice to do that again.

One, because I miss making memories, and just logging my life, more than, y’know, just one day a year. And also, I just thought it’d be kinda interesting to see what happens when I start sharing my life, and my world with you a bit more. Um, I noticed that a lot of people still reference my past. They talk about my old friends, my old friendships, and I realised that not many people actually realize what my life is really like anymore. So, this is my first ever attempt at a weekly vlog. So, welcome to Last Week.

 Last Week started off with a lazy bank holiday Monday which I spent most of writing... videos for. Because I don’t know how to not do YouTube, it’s- I dunno, Dunno what I’m doing.]

  Monday

 Today I am just hanging out in my living room, on my own, because I’m very cool. I’ve got the fireplace going, it’s very nice. Um, and I’m writing vlogs.

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It really sounds like there’s a bird stuck in my chimney. This is kind of horrific.

-

It wasn’t a bird, it was a ridiculous amount of hail! Help me.

-

Okay, I have just finished writing my first vlog of the day. It is 6pm, but the vlog is 1,200 words long so...

 I remember when I used to write vlogs that were like, 60 seconds long. Those were, those were good days. What do I write next? Oh I don’t know. Oh I’ve gotta write a lot of vlogs. Oh my god.

-

Tom: Elliot is here!

Elliot: Wh- Whaaaat What Why? What? What’s happening?

Tom: Jaffa cakes.

Elliot: Jaffa cakes.

 Tuesday

 So, after staying up all night with Elliot watching “Gravity Falls”, which was amazing, uh, we have come into the office very late, and we are now shooting vlogs. Elliot is now finishing off a vlog about guns, and I am hopefully writing another vlog.

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[Because I wanted to spend the rest of the week with Eddie, writing, and I always get distracted when there’s lots of stuff going on in the office, Tuesday we spent writing and filming the vlogs, so that Elliot could then go away for Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and edit those while Eddie and I stayed in the office and wrote.]

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Aaah, so the time has come to film two vlogs, the one about money and the one I’ve just written about life goals, and all the things I want to achieve in my life. Here is the vlogging setup, we’re trying to use a nice boom mic these days. There are lights, and things, and a gun wall, I don’t need this bat anymore. Oh, that was loud!

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Okay, so that’s the vlogs done! Elliot is now going to leave the office for three days and edit them. Why’re you still here?

Elliot:[Starts to speak]

Tom: Elliot, get out!

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[Wednesday morning started off in Central London, with me doing some stuff for my diet, which I still haven’t really talked about, and... don’t want to yet. I don’t wanna. I just don’t wanna.]

 Wednesday

 So I’ve yet to tell you guys exactly how I am losing a lot of the weight, but one of the ways involves a lot of dietary supplements and nutrients, and I’m gonna go pick those up now.

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I got on the wrong train, and now I am running late. I’m smart

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[It also became quite apparent at this point in the week that vlogging makes most other people feel quite uncomfortable, especially when you don’t tell them you’re doing it. The look they kinda give you, it’s as if you’ve just turned around and you’ve got your dick out.]

-

So now we are at work. And we are going to write today.

Eddie: Yes.

Tom: [Laughs]

-

So I’ve just found out that we might have access to Chris Evans and Anthony Mackey for like, half an hour to hopefully shoot a sketch to help promote “Captain America: Civil War”, which is amazing and very exciting, but I’m not gonna get my hopes up too much, because these kind of opportunities usually fall through. But, that said, we are writing a sketch called- I dunno- called “Fire Man”, which I really really like, and the truth is, even if this doesn’t go through, I’m definitely going to make this sketch cuz I think it’s really really funny. Um, yeah, I really hope we get to do this.

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[Wednesday ended though with me heading up to see my girlfriend because it was her birthday, and yes- yes I have a girlfriend, but I don’t really talk about that stuff publicly, I haven’t for my last, uh, couple of relationships because, pffffft, I stopped vlogging and, y’know the, obviously when you make something very public, uh, then it ends, people get- people are invested, and they throw opinions around which no-one really needs when you’re going through a breakup, so I just kinda keep that to myself now. I’m not- I don’t keep big secrets, but-]

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[On Thursday morning though, I headed back into work and continued to make Eddie feel uncomfortable bu- by vlogging around him. Cuz he really likes it when I do that.]

 Thursday

 SO IT’S A NEW DAY! And I am wearing the same clothes, because, walk of shame. Eddie- Eddie is- Eddie is cleaning up boxes. What’s Eddie doin’?

 Eddie: Cleaning up boxes.

Tom: He’s- He’s doing that. Those are for MCM.

 We just finished a first draft of a new script for Crash Zoom, it is called Sky Scam, and I’ve just sent it off to a bunch of my comedy writing to be like, “Please destroy this script”, so I know if it’s funny or not.

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Just came up with another idea for a sketch. It’s uh, it’s called “Incredibly Offensive” and it is- The idea is that it’s just every offensive thing ever in- in one sketch. All the things you can’t say, or do, or show, and uh, this came- this came out of me trying to brainstorm ideas with Eddie about incredibly safe sketches to do.

 So y’know, when I’m in my head I’m going “Here’s all these things we can’t do”, and my brain just goes “Oh yeah, what if we just do all of those.” So, who knows if that sketch will ever get made. S’good use of my time.

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[So when it comes to my weight loss and the diet I’m doing, I am doing a kinda medically supervised diet thing, which also comes with some physiotherapy, some physical treatments, and all I can really say about those right now, is that they make me wear the most ridiculous, ridiculous outfit that I am pretty sure is just designed to make me feel bad about being overweight, so that I never wanna do it again. If that is the plan, it’s definitely working.]

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Okay, so exciting news. I am now officially no longer the heaviest I’ve ever been. I am now the weight that I was, back when I went on a diet in 2010, that was my previous heaviest ever, 15 and a half stone. So, I know I can do this. But I’m vlogging in the middle of the street, and it’s weird, and everyone’s looking at me, so that’s fun.

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[Vlogging in public is weird though, especially when you get recognized mid-way through doing it.That’s- That’s always strange.]

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Girl: I wanna say hello to my boyfriend, Eric. Hello!

Tom: Hi Eric!

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[Friday was April Fools day, which basically meant that I had not planned anything, as per usual, even though I want to do a good April Fools joke. So I just improvised, and I just scared the living shit out of a lot of my friends.

 Friday

 Y’know, like most great ideas, in the shower I thought that it’d be kinda funny to just pretend I’m gonna do a video all about which YouTubers have had sex with eachother. Um, so I’ve just posted up a thumbnail saying it’s coming later today.

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[So Last Week I was working on something called “Project Salvation”, which is basically me attempting to get my channel back on track, and make up for being quite slow over the past six months or so, not uploading nearly as many videos as I’d like to. I started off 2015 really well, uploading two videos a month, and then it just went straight down to one video a month again. So, “Project Salvation” is basically my attempt at making some really, really good, really great sketches that I really think people are gonna enjoy. And Eddie and I, we’re just kinda powering through coming up with ideas for those, and yeah we, I-I think we have something pretty good- pretty good on the way.]

 Tom: It’s top notch.

 [Alice came in though, to record the new episode of “Crash Zoom”, which is nice, it’s always nice to see Alice, and I wish more people would hire her to be an actress, but hey, that much I can say is- Crash Zoom, there’s new Crash Zoom and it’s coming and yay.]

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We asked a lot of friends for their opinions on the script and then we cut- we cut- we cut so much script I just- All- All the jokes. Why.

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[Alice screams]

Tom: I share my office building with a lot of other people.

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Alice has now left us, and we are back writing again.

Eddie: Yay...

We’re good- We’re good- We’re fun people. We are writing a new sketch, which might be a spiritual sequel to another sketch that I made, with Eddie.

Eddie: Yaaay.

Which was quite popular, that involved a-

Eddie: It’s like a floor, but a lack of. Tom: Yeah.

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[And Friday ended with my girlfriend coming to see me, which was nice. And I said “Goodbye” to her, and she has gone off away on holiday for two- two weeks, so now I am so alone. Just so alone.

 On Saturday evening though, I headed on over to Sammy’s, and things got a little, a little off the chain. Little crazy.]

 Saturday

 Crushin’ mad pussy right now. Playin’ some tabletop games. We’re- Everyone’s having a good time, and I’m- Pussy’s gettin’ crushed.

Elliot: What’re you doing?

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Tom: Sammy, tell us all your racist joke.

Sammy: That wasn’t racist!

Elliot: I mean, we all heard it.

Friend: Go on.

Sammy: Hang on, I have too much power here to just suddenly be like “Thanks for telling that racist joke just before the camera started.”

Tom: Haha, that was- That was racist, Sammy.

Sammy: Stop!

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[Saturday ended with me and Sammy staying up until about four am, talking about things, ideas, and people. Elliot was asleep between us, on the sofa, we weren’t in the same bed, or were we? We weren’t. Um, but Sunday started with a picnic, and I say started, we didn’t really- We didn’t really get there until about 2pm because I’m good at organizing things. And also being on time.]

 Sunday

 It’s pi- It’s picnic day. Look, some friends! There’s one! I met a duck.

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This is a friend duck. A Fuck.

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Someone: Ducksquidge.

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[Then we went to the pub, had cheeky, cheeky sparkling water. Okay, I also had a gin and tonic, even though I’m not supposed to on this diet. But what can I say? I’m- I’m an- I’m a budding alcoholic, so.]

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We are in- In a p- with alcohols. I can’t drink.

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Tom: Hey Sammy, guess what? Fuck you!

Sammy: Aw fuck!

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[But then we went back to mine and played even more tabletop games because my god, are we ever cool. We’re not cool, not even slightly.]

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Sammy: Oh, we’re here again, playing “Dead of Winter”, phew we live a wild, exciting life don’t we?

[Group chuckling in background]

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[Finally everyone got ubers to their respective homes, and the week was over. And honestly I can say it was a really, a really good week like, it was nice to- It was nice to create some stuff. I didn’t write nearly as much as I hoped I would, but we got a lot of stuff done, there was a lot of progress made, and- And I saw a lot of people, and I socialized a lot more than I normally do. This was not reflective of kind of the last two years of my life, and it was just really nice seeing people, and- Yeah, I dunno, it was just- It’s been great to socialize, and that’s nice. I wanna do that more, I wanna live more, I wanna- people. I want people in my life. I kinda cut my social life down by two-thirds a couple of years ago, and it’s nice to socialize again.

 So what have I learned from my first week of vlogging? Um, first of all, I should really probably finish this setup, which I haven’t done yet, since moving around things in the office, and also I should film more cutaways, I keep forgetting to do that. So, here’s one. Here’s a- Here’s a cutaway. Vlogging: I’m a professional. I don’t know what I’m doing, I’m sorry. But thank you for watching, let me know what you think about this, of this weekly vloggy experience. All my friends are doing monthly vlogs, so I’m gonna one-up them, or up them by four times. I’m gonna 400% them-up. 4-up them? I dunno what I’m-

 I’m just gonna end this now. Thank you for watching and Tomska out.

 I have no idea what I’m doing with my life.]

[furederiko]

It's the first post of MAY 2017! Yipeee... And it's about an '11 in 1' set, which is the highlight of Kyuranger episode 12!

- If you think Lucky was just having a bad day last week, well, it gets worse. The Rebellion needs to analyze Ikagen's weakness, so a replay of his battle with the Squid Assassin is necessary. Basically, everyone is shoving that defeat to his face! Poor guy. This is a great scene though, because it's a bit rare to see Super Sentai heroes trying to come up with a solution by figuring things out together from battle footage. In many cases in the past, things were mostly solved conveniently on the fly. - As if acknowledging his bad luck isn't enough, Lucky's luck continues to run out. Even Kyulette rejects him! I don't know about you, but seeing a guy who is usually cheerful and couldn't care less about the world gets all so gloomy, is... infectiously depressing and sad. This marks the first time in the season that a Red member is not officially part of the away team. Yes, Hammy, you've totally read our mind. In fact, none of the center positions (Commander Xiao being the other one) are, which is interesting. I wonder what would happen if they ever require a mecha fight? Anyway, Stinger is leading Garu, Hammy, Balance and Naga this time, with the sole mission: to test their theory about Ikagen. That's all. - I've suspected that Ikagen's invicibility is caused by a hidden powerful macguffin that he placed his crowd. Perhaps a Kyu Globe? Apparently, that's not the case, because there was never anything like it that granted him the skill of foresighting enemy's movements. Nope, turns out, MANY parts of his body act as some kind of sensor that would react to others. Think of it like... Spider-Man and his Spider-Sense. That's how he's able to predict attacks and does that cool "The Matrix" move. Definitely not psychic. What's fascinating about this reveal however, is the use of #16 Serpens Kyu Globe to check Ikagen's reactions. This is one of the easy reason why this season is nothing but fantastic. It's these little decisions that flip audience's mind, because they come unexpected in a smart way, but also not feel forced at the same time. I mean, who would've thought that out of 88 constellations, an unorthodox one like Serpens would come handy as solution to the current situation, right? I certainly didn't see it coming. Beside, Ophiucus Silver being assigned to use this particular Skill Kyu Globe, is also a nice touch. In case you're forgeting, in the mythology, Ophiucus IS a Serpent-Bearer/Tamer. XD. - Clearly, Ikagen is not an enemy that can be dealt with singlehandedly. Which by the way, was Xiao's mistake in the past, that caused the life of his boss Big Bear. He needs to be attacked from all 11 directions, so the Kyulette conveniently debuts the #SP Kyuranger Kyu Globe. This means, similar to when they dealt with Eridrone, everyone must participate the fight. That is, everyone except Lucky, who surprisingly refuses to join them. He argues that he's not fit to be a Kyuranger anymore, thinking he only became one because of luck. Aaaaw... someone is getting the wrong idea here! People might have complained about him being loud and rambunctious, but for me, this gloomy sulking (and dumb) version is much more annoying. This forces Xiao to have a nice SERIOUS pep-talk about Lucky's true strength of positivite thinking. Heck, even Garu is compelled to knock some senses out of the guy, calling him out to take responsibility for getting him onboard in the first place. NICE one guys, he deserves a wake-up slap IMO. But does everyone else need to watch this drama from the monitor? *sigh* - Thankfully though, we are able to get an extended glimpse of Lucky's not-so-lucky and instead painful past because of this. Which sounds a bit like the backstory of Superman, by the way! Not to mention, Lucky might NOT be his real name, because that's just the way he wants to see himself while growing up in Planet Luth. This is... intriguing, and I'm certain this is going to play out into something bigger in the future. Who knows, perhaps the show is going to have a 'Darth Vader'-esque reveal, considering all these time Lucky serves as some sort of mirror to Luke Skywalker? I initially thought they are going to pull this twist with Stinger's brother, but the ending of this episode already debunks that theory. You'll see why... - Anyways, all Kyurangers minus Leo Red joins forces to take on Ikagen. As Ikagen later remarks, 10 against 1 DOES feel a bit unfair. But on the other hand, it signifies that Ikagen is definitely a powerful enemy. See? He's not even budging, because he has more than just 10 'eyes'. Cue Lucky, who slowly gains back his confidence thanks to his friends' trust, to show up and save the day. In an unexpected CLEVER way too! By using the Gemini Kyu Globe to create numerous clones of himself! An act that easily overwhelms Ikagen and catches him off guard. Sure, this scene must be annoying to some audience. I mean, one is loud enough for them, and now there's an army of him (I count there's at least 128 of them. Yikes!!!). But the most important thing is, it WORKS. Brilliant move! Now that Ikagen is blind, he can be taken down far easily. - And so we have our first 11 Kyurangers transformation scene! Aaaaw, what a sight. What a glorious scene. Those colors simply look amazing, albeit the extended length of the roll call. LOL. And the action sequence that follows is well thought-out too. We have one team (Draco Commander, Libra Gold, Aquila Pink, and Ophiucus Silver... who feels a little out of place because he's using a Sickle LOL) using long-ranged attack, the second (Lupus Blue, Taurus Black, Chamaleon Green, Dorado Yellow) strikes with melee hits, the third unit (Ursa Minor Skyblue, and big bro Scorpius Orange) proceeds with their signature whip-like weapons, and finally, Leo Red tops it off by bringing Ikagen to the epicentrum. "Kyuranger All Star Crash!", wicked group finisher! Of course, the fact that it requires all members to deal with each Menaster, leads us to two possible concerning truth: Either this year's villains are galactic-level super powered beings, or... the Kyurangers have the weakest solo members in Super Sentai history! LOL. - It might be the first option though, because as soon as Ikagen grows giant, the Kyurangers are once again outdone. To think that our heroes are already using both Kyuren-Oh and Ryutei-Oh, with the three remaining Voyagers (Libra, Ophiucus, and Aquila) serving as support! Ikagen's dark acid rain even renders them down. Then again, thanks to last week's preview, we already know the solution. Yes, by combining the two mechas in "Super Say the Docking", to debut the 8-Voyagers combination RYUTEI KYUREN-OH. Don't be fooled by its mighty appearance though, because I don't think it's that impressive. Especially if you compare it to past intricate combinations like Engine-Oh G9 or even Wild Tousai King). Ryutei-Oh practically only docks on Kyuren-Oh's back to form some kind of blaster unit, and don't forget there are other Voyagers being left out. This one is NOT exactly a full-team combination. The much bigger and complete one is undoubtedly being saved for the show's later half, anyway... LOL. - "All Star Scramble Break! Super Galaxy!". Ikagen is no more. And Puppis Kyu Globe has been retrieved. Now the team only needs to locate two more. Lucky is back to his usual cheerful self as well, and I gotta admit, it does make me smile. But no time to rest, because Madako is still at large. And she's heralding the arrival of the next major antagonist to Earth: Scorpio. Yes, despite the new scary look, it's the one and only. He even mentions Stinger's name specifically... Ouch! I absolutely didn't expect to see him showing up this early in the game. Looks like a bro-brawl between the Scorpius System Menaster and his lil bro is coming much sooner that I thought... - Speaking of lil bro, Kotarou is FINALLY taking the spotlight in the ending dance (with Hammy this time)!!!!! YAAAY! All scenes, as well as that circular shot, now consists of 11 Kyurangers now! Looks hectic, but awesome because nobody's left out. LOL. Hold on... that's NOT the only change happening in this new version. They've also altered the choreography a bit! Now that's interesting, because it was still the same until last week. Seriously, go ahead and check. Does this update take place due to the complain that the first version was considered inappropriate? Or because it's just meant to be that way? Hmmm... Oh well, at least it's a good change, even if a bit awkward.

Overall: Thanks to episode 11 doing the heavylifting, things got off easier this week. If anything, what made this episode better, is that it felt focused. The team nailed their mission to eliminate Ikagen, and Lucky gained some boost of confidence about himself through Xiao and Garu. It's good-ol teamwork! I admit, these part DID feel predictable, but the writers still managed to somehow surprise us through the minor details. So eventhough not the best, it was certainly one of the better episodes so far. I'm still holding out on the concern that the plot might be moving too fast, but let's just wait and observe how it develops. Perhaps there are indeed much bigger plans in store. Oh, and one more thing. Some might say that having 11 Kyurangers felt a little overwhelming, and they did make a good point. But I disagree. As long as it served a purpose, I certainly don't mind such large cast. In fact, we're getting diversity of race (these guys originated from various kinds of planets after all), gender (remember, the mechanical beings should be considered genderless), and also age (from the youngest in Kotarou to the eldest in Xiao). That's always a wonderful thing for me. Beside, the color combination alone is too glorious to dismiss. Am I right? LOL... Next week: Zombie Attack? Hammy takes center stage, while Stinger and Champ deals with their past.

Episode 12 Score: 8,1 out of 10

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