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[ijustlovefiction]

When he achieved what he had long dreamed of, they were there. They were there to support him and enjoy the fact that their beloved friend is doing what he loves. And he appreciates it. And he knew that without them, he would not have fulfilled his dream. He also knew that if he didn't, he would be failing not only himself but also them. His victory wouldn't be satisfying enough for him if they weren't there. But they were. And that was the most important thing to him

💚🧡💜

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

last set of tsumsitter ssr groovies 👀

THE TIME HAS COME

First is Pomefiore!! (Edit: The initial version of this Groovy is on the left; Rook is missing the golden Pomefiore markings on his robes. There was an update to fix this. The updated version is on the right.)

The trio is framed by a border of colorful lights, which reminds me a lot of old-fashioned movie theater signs (though not as colorful). If you look closely at the top and bottom, it seems they are posed for a candid photograph and it’s being posted to Magicam or something?? Rook and Epel look super crisp here, which I love!! I think Epel is posing with his hands held behind his back. This paired with his smile and the slight bird’s eye view of his face makes him look super cute please don’t beat me up for saying that, Epel. And Rook is being showy and familiar as usual, even putting one hand on Vil’s shoulder. Vil isn’t cringing or uncomfortable with it, which goes to show that he and Rook are truly good friends.

As for Vil, it’s rare to see him posed casually like this. Most of his cards feature him posed in very “model”-like and mature ways, so to have just one hand on hip, leaning forward slightly, and gripping his grimoire is unique for him (I mostly associate this pose with Ace, lol). His smile is quite casual too—it’s not quite the full catty smirk he has in his live2D model, it’s a lot more subtle and playful.

BahacTeHWWRVwkkwwm YHE VIL TSUM STeALS THE SHOW ThoUGH 😭 (You can tell it’s smiling despite the lack of a visible mouth) from how its eyes!! The placement of the Tsum is also funny. With Pomefiore’s peacock throne in the background, it forms sort of an angelic halo around… the sentient stuffed toy… Proof that Tsum Vil is a heavenly being/j

Next is Ignihyde!!

The Shroud brothers return to Cyberspace, that blue void with tons of ethereal floating screens, particle effects, and code www I don’t know what those three pink balls of flame are in the background, but there being three of them is a consistent theme for Ignihyde. Three pink fireballs, three Shroud brothers, three heads of Cerberus! I wish I could say more here, but I’m basically a Malleus when it comes to tech—

Idia’s pose isn’t anything we haven’t seen before (just at different angles of it, I suppose). But!! It feels different here and adding Ortho definitely adds to it. The Pokémon trainer energy of the initial art carries over to the Groovy. Idia looks like a smug, tough trainer looking down on you with a cocky grin and his face half-shadowed.

Ortho floats almost menacingly next to his big brother, his face entirely shadowed. His aura is like a phantom (fitting) or even like a Pokémon on standby waiting for the chance to fire off a Hyper Beam. This might be me overthinking things, but I wonder if the amount of light on the brothers’ faces references the original Ortho. Robo!Ortho’s face is entirely darkened because his parallel has passed on. Idia’s face is only partially shadowed because while he was close to stepping over to the “other side”, he ultimately found hope and was able to continue living, this time for himself and on his own terms.

I LIKE HoW TSUM IDIA HAS ITS OWN sCREEN TO WORK OFF OF TOO 😭 IBRO IS MAkING A sUS FACE TOO, IT’S GLEEfUL AbOUT WhAtEVRr it’S UP TO… That makes me think that it’s hard at work… I dunno, hacking something systems fnksgwiwozlapaeb Watch out, a Tsum near you might infect your computer and then bounce away happily after ruining all your programs and files.

Last but not least… Diasomnia!! THIS ONE’S MY fAVORITE OF THE SSR TSUMSITTER GROUP, WHICH I WAs NOT EXPecTING AT ALL 🤡

The violet backlight is fantastic—it adds an interesting lighting to the illustration and highlights the green flames and Silver and Sebek’s bright eyes. And speaking of Sebek and Silver, LOOK AT THEM JUST LOOK AT THEM???????? More specifically, Sebek’s arms (they look ultra meaty somehow) and Silver’s whole face(that lopsided smile??? HELLO?????)!! On either side of Malleus like that… Peak bodyguard, I REPEAT, PEAK BODYGUARD

With Lilia bringing up the rear, the three form a perfect squad to surround and to protect their liege. cbsjsbevejwlw I like that Lilia is different than Silver and Sebek; he’s hanging out upside down (as he usually does) and bears a huuuge grin, completely having fun in the moment. (… How does his hat stay on like that when he’s fighting gravity though?)

Up front and center is Malleus of course! He’s wielding his spindle staff like a king might a scepter. This with his fierce face gives the impression of a leader marching into battle with his retainers. You get a real good shot of his teeth and reptilian eyes here which I’m sure the Malleus stans are going feral for right now—and with the limelight shining down on him, he looks almost hopeful for once instead of downtrodden or gloomy.

THE TSUM MALLEUS LOOKS SO FUNKY PLACED tHERE cnsnwveuxvDFsFjqk Just. Cheekily There on Malleus’s shoulder… Because Maleficent and Diablo is a known combination, the image of those two as master and minion comes to mind. Imagine Malleus blasting you with lightning, pausing to listen to his Tsum whispering a suggestion into his ear, and then telling you the Tsum has advised that he blast you with a second strike 💀

Aaaaaah, the Tsumsitter SSR Groovies are some of the best in this game 😭 So glad they’re finally over though, it’s stressful saving rolls for what you know would be a limited event with multiple SSR banners, lol

[sapshorelines]

SUMMER TRIP | ATEEZ 9th MEMBER AU

★・・・・・・★

ATEEZ were given a two week trip to a summer house, what could possibly go wrong? (platonic relationship, alcohol mentions, swearing, reader is the eldest, fluff/crack) (not proof read | 2.2k words) Authors note: I apologize for the lack of content, I have been busy with other things. Also, I am going to try and change my format a bit! [🌊] = name

!! NOTE !! None of my works represent any IRL people. These works are purely meant for entertainment purpose and shouldn't be taken seriously. Do not steal any of my works and reupload them to other medias

MINORS DNI

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“We're here!” [🌊] was abruptly woken up from his nap as Wooyoung yelled out in the car. He opens his eyes for a few seconds to see everyone taking off their seatbelt. But [🌊] closes his eyes and attempts to fall back asleep, until he feels a large hand on his shoulder. “[🌊]-hyung, it's time to get up.” Yunho whispers. [🌊] would lift his head up, then Yunho would start laughing. “Hey, you ok?” [🌊] looks over at Yunho confused. But [🌊] looks like a grumpy grandfather that got woken up from the best nap by his grandkids. “Your face looks swollen.” San joked, making Yunho laugh a bit harder. [🌊] would just glare at San. “C’mon hyung, we're here at the house.” Yunho pats [🌊] on the shoulder as he would get out. So, where are they? Well, ATEEZ was given a two week break at a summer house near the beach. There wasn’t any film crew, no media, nothing! Although they did have security nearby, we won’t talk about it though. All they had to do was to give updates on social media and film for their vlog series. 

 [🌊] would exit the car looking like a zombie. “Yah, [🌊]-hyung, you good?” Wooyoung was laughing his ass off at the site of the eldest. Yeosang who had the camera to film for the vlog walked over to film [🌊]. Pretty much everyone was surrounding [🌊] making fun of him. The grandfather of the group was pretty much being bullied. “Anyway, help me take our bags in!” Hongjoong then ends the terror for [🌊], dragging the younger members to help him. 

–

 “There’s only four rooms.” 

 All of the members were in the living room, now learning that they were lied to. The house said it had five rooms but it had only four. All their luggage was with them and all nine of them just sat around the living room. “I can sleep in the living room-” [🌊] suggested, but was cut off by San. “No! Last time you did something similar you accidentally fell off the couch and hit your head on the table!” Yeah that did happen, everyone thought he died but nope. [🌊] lets out a sigh in defeat. “Well what do we do?” “Why not play a game? See who gets paired up with who.” Yeosang suggested. In which everyone agrees too. And after trial and error, and a lot of chaos. The rooms went something like this. Yeosang and Jongho, Hongjoong and Wooyoung, Seonghwa and Mingi, San and Yunho and [🌊]. Luckily, the trio were placed in the master room, so all is good, right?

 Anywho, [🌊] immediately made his way to the room carrying his bags along with him. He enters the room and tosses his bag off to the side and immediately collapses down onto the bed. “Hyung! You can’t sleep again!” San chuckles as he enters the room afterwards. “Mm’comfy.” [🌊]’s face was in the soft blanket, San walks up to the bed to sit down next to the elder and.. Well he was right, the bed is extremely soft. “Well, we gotta check the place out.” San says as he attempts to get [🌊] up. Though [🌊] tried to drag San down to sleep with him. “No- Hyung-” San tried to fight back from being pulled down, but in the end [🌊] won. Meanwhile Yunho just stood there at the doorway filming the whole thing, laughing.

–

“C’mon let's go!” Wooyoung says as he runs out of the backdoor and down the patio stairs that lead to the beach, followed by some of the other younger members. After unpacking and checking out the house, some of the members wanted to go to the beach and run around. Meanwhile Seonghwa and Hongjoong went out to go get food to stock up, that would leave the grandfather of the group, [🌊], to watch the rest.

 “Wooyoung wait- you need sunscreen!” [🌊] calls out, but it was too late. But luckily San ran after him. [🌊] was finishing up packing the needed items to bring out, Mingi and Yunho were helping too. Distance screaming can be heard as Wooyoung flees from San. “Hyung, let me carry the bags for you.” Jongho offers as he walks over to [🌊], “It's fine Jon-” Before [🌊] could even finish his sentence, Jongho takes the bags from [🌊] and walks out, making [🌊] sigh. Yunho carried two small umbrellas and Mingi carried the cooler, looks like they were gonna be out for a while till Seonghwa and Hongjoong got back. 

 So the four went down to the beach where they saw Yeosang filming San chasing Wooyoung down. Good times. “Where do we want the stuff?” Jongho looks around. “Mmm, why not over here?” Yunho points out a spot, in which the rest agreed on. The four walked over and started to set up stuff. Meanwhile, San was dragging Wooyoung over so he could put sunscreen on him. “San, sunscreen is in the bag.” Yunho points over at the bag behind him, in which San goes over as well as dragging Wooyoung along. “Hey [🌊]-hyung, are you planning on going out into the water?” Yeosang walks over to the elder, “Mmm, probably not today.” [🌊] says as he sets down a towel on the sand. “Well, you should at least put some sunscreen on hyung, let me-” Yeosang turned around to get the sun screen, but noticed that San, who had the sunscreen last, was not near the bag. Then, Yeosang and [🌊] turns their heads to the shore as they hear laughter. Wooyoung is basically in the water now and San is yelling at him, classic.

 After a few hours, the front door to their vacation home opens as Seonghwa and Hongjoong walk in carrying loads of bags filled with different food, drinks, and snacks. “Where are they?” Hongjoong asked as he looked around, making his way to the kitchen. “Perhaps they’re still on the beach? They said they were gonna go to the beach but I guess they’re not done.” Seonghwa replies as he follows Hongjoong. “Why don’t you go look for them, I can deal with bringing in the rest of the groceries.” Seonghwa says as he puts down the bags he was carrying onto the table. 

 “Mmm, fine.” Hongjoong wanted to protest and continue to help him but he knows Seonghwa will still pressure him to do something else. So, Hongjoong goes out to the back patio that overlooks the beach. He can see umbrellas, towels, and other stuff along with two people sitting in the shade. He then see’s four people out in the water on surfboards, now who is who- “Oh- hey hyung.” Hongjoong jumps, hearing the voice, but then notices that Yeosang was sitting on a chair reading a book. “Didn’t realize you two got back.” He says as he closes the book and sets it down on a table next to him. 

 “What are they doing down there?” Hongjoong asked.

 “[🌊]-hyung, San, Mingi, and Wooyoung are wanting to tryout surfing. Yunho and Jongho are relaxing. I came up here because I was hungry but I didn’t feel like going back down there.” “Oh, fair.” Hongjoong says as he looks back out to the others that are struggling to catch waves, distant laughter can be heard along with the loud crashing waves and breeze. 

 “I can help Seonghwa-hyung with unpacking the groceries.” Yeosang says as he goes back inside. “I’ll go get them.” Hongjoong says as he would make his way down to the others. 

—

 “Who wants to go explore downtown with me?”

 San says as he was pretty much standing there ready to go out already. 

 Most of the members were tired out after going wild in the ocean, some of them scattered around in the living room laying down as the fan was on max and the AC on. 

 “Yah! How are you not tired?” Wooyoung sits up from the couch. “I had a nap silly, I just woke up and I wanna do more stuff!”

 Wooyoung groans as he plops back down on the couch, then feeling a smack on his leg. “Ow-” “Be quiet.” Mingi grumbles as he was disturbed from his slumber. Wooyoung mocks him by mumbling what he said. 

 “I can go with you.” Seonghwa says, “I still need to get a few things but I wanted to save it and see if anyone wanted to come along.” “Oh! Alright, I think [🌊]-hyung wanted to come too.” San turns around and looked down the hallway to where his room was, seeing [🌊] walking out ready to go but still trying to wake up from his beauty sleep. “Anyone else?” San turns back around to look at the others. “I’ll go.” Yeosang then gets up from the chair he was in, “Give me a few minutes.” He says as he makes his way to his room he was staying in. “We’ll wait!” –

 Fastforward and the four are out walking around downtown. The group have already visited some small shops within the town, getting a few souvenirs and such.

 “Oh look! Ice cream!” San looked to his right and pointed out a small shop that was coming up, of course it was an ice cream shop.

 “Could we get some?” “I guess? We would need to ask the others what they want.” Seonghwa rubs the back of his head, a bit hesitant to buy anything else as they already went on a spending spree as well as lunch. “We already had lunch-” “It says here we can do take out.” [🌊] cuts of Seonghwa, this man was already on their website. “Yeah but I already spent-”

 “I can buy it Seonghwa, don’t worry.” [🌊] pats him on the back, “Can one of you text the group chat and ask the rest what they want.” “Yeah sure I can.” Yeosang says as he pulls out his phone. “Imagine if they had those chips.” San chuckled. “Oh god I hope not.” [🌊] groans, remembering that one thing they did ages ago.

—-

 Fastforward and it was now evening. The sun was setting on the horizon and the group were getting ready for dinner. Half the members were cooking while the others were in the living room hanging out. Meanwhile, [🌊] was in his room taking a nap.

 [🌊] was tired, even after a nap earlier in the day. No wonder why their fans called him grandpa. 

 The door opens to their room, revealing Wooyoung walking in and over to [🌊]’s side. “Hyung, get up, Dinner is ready.” Wooyoung shakes [🌊] shoulder gently. [🌊] lets out a groan as he would slowly sit up. “C’mon hyung.” Wooyoung at this point was trying to drag him out of the bed. 

 [🌊] was able to get up and walk with Wooyoung to the living room, everyone was at the table with their food, and luckily, alcohol.

 [🌊] chuckled at the sight. “It’s our first day here and we already have drinks out?” 

 “Well tomorrow is supposed to be boiling outside, too hot to even be in the ocean. So I figured we can just get loose and use the heat as an excuse not to do anything.” Seonghwa says as he sits down at his chair.

 “For how long will this heatwave be in effect?” [🌊] asked. “Few days.” 

 “Fair enough.”

“Anywho, let's dig in!” Wooyoung says as they start to eat their dinner, wonder what could go wrong?

—-

 “What do you mean I made a difficult equation? I failed math!” [🌊] sat there dumbfounded as he stared at a whiteboard that sat in the living room that Jongho had founded while drunk off their ass last night.

 “I don’t fucking know, you were the one who did this! I remember you doing this!” Jongho pointed back at the whiteboard. Jongho wanted to drink less last night so he had some memories of last night. “I even took a video of you explaining the whole thing and how it can fuck up the economy.”

 Meanwhile, Hongjoong was lying on the couch suffering from the worst headache ever along with Wooyoung and Seonghwa. The others were still asleep. 

 “You still did it anyway!” “Ya! Shut up! I’m trying to sleep!” San yelled out in the room he was in, and audible smack can be heard in there too, probably Yunho telling him to be quiet.

 “Also, I should remind you that Mingi and Yunho tried to recreate some fight scene from some show that I can’t remember but it ended up turning out to be some rugby pileup as the others join in including you, and this was WHILE you were explaining how some idiot can ruin an economy.” “What the fuck…” [🌊] was just speechless at this point, slumping back in his seat. 

 “Ow! My fucking leg!” Wooyoung says as he pulled his leg out from under [🌊] and tried to kick him, but this man was sore as shit.

 “Ya! Don’t do that to your hyung!” Hongjoong slaps Wooyoung gently on the shoulder. Meanwhile Seonghwa fell back asleep, unphased by the others yelling. 

 “You’re gonna need to go get medicine for all of us y'know?” [🌊] looks at Jongho.

 “Didn’t we already bring some?” 

 “No.”

 Jongho lets out a sigh, “Fine, fine, I'll go out right now.” then making his way to the door to get ready. 

 “Fucking kill me.” Wooyoung groans. “Hush.” [🌊] snaps back at him. “Go get me ice cream hyung.” “...It’s nine AM, why the hell do you want ice cream?”

 “Please?”

 “No.”

 “Please?”  “No.”

This would continue for another five or so minutes, this is going to be a crazy trip for them.

★・・・・・・★ thank you for reading!

[tanglepelt]

The blobs among us

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AO3 link, ao3 has all chapters up

Blobs are running around in Amity Park. The portal brought more problems than he realized. Even worse these blobs were appearing everywhere all over the world. The GIW has created a set of laws to "protect" the blobs. Danny and the trio aren't falling for that. They know there using them for their own game. They had to be up to something. When all their attempts to expose the truth fail, they take drastic measures.

Meanwhile, Tim and his team aren't buying these "acts"

“Maybe, just maybe we shouldn’t raid this base”

“We have to hit this one, we have too much info on it not to. Tonight is the night. Less staff on duty and who knows how long the bug is going to last unfound” Danny pointed at the laptop Tucker had opened at the security feed on the screen.

“Plus, the Wayne charity Gala is happening tonight. Anyone who is anyone is going there, and more importantly Danny’s godfather. He will cause a scene if necessary.”

“The last place I want to be is anywhere near Gotham, not given the whole supposed to be investigating a totally real not fake case on the other side of the country. This base based on all the intel has the paper files we need.” Tim sounded annoyed by the fact “In theory, we should be able to find out what is happening with it.”

“We have photos and stuff I still say we just post it out for all to see. Someone’s bound to notice” Danny supplied “I’m just saying. The league is not going to help. Your crew has too much faith in them. Show them all the evidence you want. They’ll just ignore it.”

“We just need one breakthrough. Any exposure would compromise our secrecy. All it will do is draw attention from the league to us.”

“Then you guys can stay out of it. We three are fine with it. We already are in the center. Let the public know. Better than letting the government get more control.”

Sam gave a pointed look at Danny “The blog we had remember got wiped. Showing evidence isn’t enough, they’ll claim it's fake. What we need is proof and live proof.”

Tucker cut in “What we need is a livestream, that’d be hard to fake.”

As far as Danny was concerned that sounded like a great plan. Sam had even seemed to be contemplating it. This whole villainy thing was getting obnoxious.

“NO, what we need is a plan and to Just stick to the plan. Do not start a live stream”

“What plan” Sam cut in

Tim was more than happy to go in-depth on the game plan. Five on the inside two on perimeter duty. They weren’t quite in Gotham thankfully, just close enough where it could draw attention. Stealth was a necessity. He still wasn’t too convinced about that.

Danny and the others still weren’t convinced of the whole plan idea.

It was far too difficult to have a secret meeting when there were trained people around. He thought it was difficult to sneak around when his parents were around. He was positive what they were doing wasn’t hidden at all. Nobody had bothered to stop them. A livestream was the best bet. Tucker had even managed to snag some tech from the zone last time he was there Which was to make it untraceable and add a flare. All he needed to do was start the stream. Which can’t be that hard. It was just loading or something.

"Dude come on, quit stalling. We've been waiting forever for this livestream to go live; we need it online quickly and without notice". Tucker sighed “I should have just handled both parts apparently. Hitting a button is oh so hard”

Danny scowled, "I'm telling you, it's up! Just give it a sec”

Sam leaned against the wall and crossed arms, rolling her eyes. "Well, I'm not holding my breath. Knowing you we'll be waiting forever.”

Tucker chuckled, his fingers dancing over his PDA. "Seconded. Remember when he tried to fix the thermos and ended up setting it on fire, again?"

Danny glared up at the two. " That was a minor mishap, a little fire doesn’t hurt anyone”

Tucker grabbed the device rigged to stream and followed them. If everything went right, they’d have a worldwide audience. Tucker owed Technus now. Which was a future trio problem. Not a now problem.

“Dude, you have to hit the start button” Sam cackled as Tucker started the stream. In the distance, they could see the green glow. Time to focus on the building ahead of them. “We have a party to get to”

Danny took that as his first opening. "Cause we're about to crash the ultimate government party! You know, the one they conveniently forgot to send us invites to? And hey, while we're at it, let's add a little flair to the occasion. Keep your eyes peeled for the pin drop, 'cause that's when the real fun begins.”

Phantom was going to be front and center for this livestream. Better him than the others. Figures a member of the species they were tearing apart would be a bit more dramatic and more serious than if Pharaoh or Hemlock took the lead “Did I mention the fireworks? 'Cause we're about to light up the night sky with a bang! So grab your snacks and strap in, 'cause we're about to blow this conspiracy wide open!" Danny sent a blast into the wall causing a bright green explosion.

“I said no live streams, did you not get that” Red Robin spoke from the coms and a voice modifier on.

Danny chose to ignore him and continue walking through the now-open wall. It made a great door if you were to ask him. “The public deserves the truth” while broadcasting a blast knocking out the agents heading towards them.

Another blast led deeper into the facility. Revealing the room line with cages, glowing green. Some blobs half melted in the cages, ectoplasm dripping from them into containers below the cages. The containers full of the ectoplasm that was meant to be protected and freed back to where it belonged.

"These cells contain the blobs" He explained, "The government has been lying to you. They don’t aid them naturally dissipating; they force them to ectoplasm. They feel the whole thing, “standing beside a row of sealed jars containing a swirling mass of green blobs, their frantic movements betraying their desperation to escape. "They're being harvested, drained of their life to help the government's research for power."

In the background were government agents dressed in obnoxiously bright white suits, their unconscious “Aren’t they so happy we crashed right in, greeting us” Danny spoke to the camera focusing on the agents’ gathering weapons. One’s blasting the same green. “Don’t you feel so protected? Fun fact for my viewers. Those supposed blobs, that your government has claimed need protected… well. Given the chance they grow. Not like you. BUT.” Danny made sure to flash his pointed teeth at the camera “Things like me. They aren’t meant to stay on this side of the veil.

Phantom led his audience deeper into a high-tech laboratory, Pharaoh dismantled weapons revealing a cluster of green blobs partially melted back into goo.

"These creatures deserve freedom,” Phantom spoke to the camera Phantom couldn’t help but fly through the halls. Pointing out true process. What was happening to the entities in “protection”? That the blobs wouldn’t cause harm or issues.

Phantom continued down the hall.

The air grew heavy with tension as he approached a reinforced cell, one labeled for decontamination.

He knew what that meant.

What could be happening?

Who did they have?

Was it someone minor? Someone with barely any lingering ectoplasm.

Who.

He needed to get in that room.

But he didn’t want to.

But he had to.

The world was silent as he approached the door.

He paid no attention to the chat.

Nor the voices asking for his status.

Not the voices about how their location was out.

He froze when he peered into the batter window on the cold metal door.

He through the camera to the ground. Finally responding in the coms “cut the stream”

Ellie was bound to a surgical bed Cuffs blinking red, leaving her powerless and vulnerable. All while hooked to IVs and machinery. Ones that would be removing ectoplasm from her system. What she was very much made of.

It seemed more streamlined.

Danny was quick to try and open the door.

Ellie was fighting against her binds, her muffled cries of frustration echoing through the cell. But as he looked into her eyes, he saw only fear and confusion.

"Phantom, what's going on?" tucker demanded.

“They have Ellie”

[averagewriter-inthedark]

Unlikely Trio 🕶️ | MIB Headcanon

Being an Agent of MIB and partners w/ K & J would look like: 

You three are an unlikely trio that somehow works. By this we're talking there's never a moment of peace when on the job because not only do y'all draw chaos, but you and J are constantly messing around to annoy K. "Drink your coffee, you two," he'd grumble at the dinner every morning, "We got work to do." "Whatever you say, boss man." "Yeah, don't wanna get your panties in a twist this early." 

Both you and J were recruited at the same time. Which thinking back was confusing considering J was a NYPD detective and you were a private investigator but somehow crossed paths the night J was chasing a suspect. That's when they brought you in as a witness and from there you both met K and the rest was history.

Going on late night patrols around the city together. You and J taking turns in the passenger seat since K didn't let either of you two drive. That means whoever is in the front is in charge of the aux cord despite K's protests. "Turn that crap off." "K, this is a classic--I thought you were a man of taste." "Y/I, remember this man is a fossil. He prefers the 1800s--." "Watch yourself, stretch.:

You and J are the jokesters, always having a laugh and making light of situations. Whereas you and K share deep, serious conversations and know when to be professional. When you three are together, there is a sense of balance. 

At functions you and J are the lives of the party--playing bartender, DJ, and keeping the dance floor occupied. Sometimes force K to dance with you whenever an old school song plays. "C'mon, old man, don't leave me hanging." And you can expect J taking pics on the sidelines as proof K can let loose every once in a while. 

On rare nights where all of you are off, you force J & K out of their apartments to hang out like normal people. You'll go to a diner or bar, maybe see a movie or go bowling. But when y'all do go bowling, it's intense since you three are MIB reigning league champions as a team so going head-to-head with each other brings on y'alls competitive side. and of course there is a bet in store for whoever wins & loses. "Winner gets the weak off from writing up the reports--that's the losers' job." "I'm down with that. Hope you boys are ready to take on more work." "Don't be full of yourself, sport. That's how you choke when it comes time to deliver."

God forbid you get hurt on the job. The men are in shambles and losing their minds. For example, if you're in the back seat bleeding out while K hauls ass to the hospital you best believe him and J are screaming at each other which then has you--who's on the brink of death--having to snap them out of the behavior. "Will you two shut the fuck up! It's no one's fault so stop blaming each other and focus on keeping me alive before I bleed out in this car!" Next thing K is pressing the red button to go at hyperspeed.

K never understands pop culture references you and J often say, leading to one of you explaining to him the meaning. Especially when on a job and the alien you're dealing with says something you both understand but K is clueless. "What's a TikTok?" "You don't want to know. Trust me, it's better if you remain ignorant."

When the shit with Boris happens, both you and J are racing against time to save him. He'd become a father figure to you guys besides being your mentor so there's no way in hell you were going to let him down. Traveling to 1969 and having to work with his younger self was quite the experience. Not to mention the reveal that you and J met him as children yet have no recollection.

When y'all return and the world is back to normal, you three are closer than ever. You nearly shed tears seeing the old man you grew to love as a father sitting at the countertop with his pie and coffee. Then when he realized you and J knew the truth, you leaned over to kiss his cheek, making him go red. "Thanks for everything, K." 

[artsybelle1015]

Vil x Anxious!Female!Reader

A short fic about Vil being worried for the prefect.

warnings: reader is a female and uses she/her pronouns, also is Yuu, panicking and anxiety, spoilers for book 5!!! not proof read!

•••

“You,” Vil snapped to her. “Get up and fix your posture, you own this place now act like it.”

Life had been bothersome for [Y/N] ever since the SDC group had to intrude on her home. First off is Ace and Deuce, they were loud and hurt her ears, she loved them but couldn’t be around them too long because of the pain. Then, there was Kalim and Jamil, who always were arguing one sidedly. Kalim was loud as well, but Jamil was scary, he seemed like he would snap at any second. Lastly, surprisingly took the cake for the worst scenario of people who could live with him, the Pomefiore trio.

Firstly, Epel wasn’t as bad as the other two, but he was always making semi-sexist remarks and miserable around the house. Second, Rook was straight up creepy and had a vibe, he may mean well but at the same time she felt some privacy to be gone. Him even looking at her made her feel like he knew her darkest secrets.

Vil was the worst of them all though, making a strict eating plan, strict bedtime, and always judging everyone for anything. She was a frightened soul always, his stares made it no better. Those eyes were filled with disgust. Despite that, she could never be the confident manager he wants, she can’t support them the way he wishes.

She didn’t want part of this, it was the other three of her friends who did, but Crowley forced this on her. How cruel can someone be? Grim was already enough to deal with!

Although he had the best intentions, everyone was scared of Vil (apart from Rook) and thought he was out of line for his training. Deep down, everyone knew he was right and had the best intentions in mind, they all had a goal to win and he knew what to do.

He wasn’t a bad person, but she crumbled in the corner of the hallways, his figure looming over her. She had been triggered by Ace and Deuce arguing and just wanted some quiet, not to be interrogated. A cry broke out from her which caught even Vil by surprise.

“I’m sorry,” she muttered, pushing the front of her body more towards the walls. Everything was getting to her, she just wanted some peace.

Instead of getting angry, he only sat down beside her. “I agree they are being horrendous now as of currently though, if it weren’t for them I promise you this would be a respectful house. You though, need to calm down and go somewhere more appropriate instead of breaking down in the hallways.”

This made her feel worse, shying away from him more.

He sighed, “Okay, how about we go for a walk.”

This surprised her a bit, she wasn’t used to that forward of kindness, she shot a look to make sure he wasn’t fooling around. He wasn’t, of course he wasn’t he is Vil Schoenheit, a celebrity dedicated to his crafts.

“May I hold your hand?”

She slowly nodded, still stunned. He merely just grabbed her hand and walked her to the downstairs and outside, ignoring any comment being made. His skin was silky and smooth as expected, and the dorm uniform sleeve felt like a comforting velvet.

“Listen, although crying isn’t a solution, I don’t wish for you to feel unsafe,” he declared, taking them to the main street. “You may or may not have realized this, but we rely on you too, so I need you to be in your best shape.”

“Rely on me?” she sniffled, tears may have calmed down, but her voice was still horsed.

He didn’t say anything, just held tighter onto her hand and continued to stride forward. Although he spoke the truth, he didn’t want to admit her he wanted to see her happy and well for peace of mind.

•••

a/n: ik this is bad and not long, but it was practice for me with my own yuu basically and also because i haven’t completed my other two fics i’m working on since they’re long and detailed augh

[gomacave]

I have some questions for you about advent children which are

1-What do you think of Loz, Yazoo and Kadaj?

and

2- How gay is it, what do you think about sfkr in that film?

YESSS OKKKK this is gonna get sooo fucking long buckle up

I FUCKING LOVEEEEE THEMMMMMMMM THEYRE SOOO 🫶🫶🫶im like omg the sillies...! one second and then the next second im like.

LITERALLY. KADAJ MAKES ME SO FUCKING. SAD. doomed from the beginning. pulls all my hair out and vomits. seph was propped up as a false messiah and kadaj was propped up as seph its like. both of them are denied legacies and identities because of how trapped they are by the circumstances of their birth. like their births determine the trajectory of their lives AND ITS ESP TRAGIC CUZ THE TRIO R LITERALLY LIKE THREE DAYS OLDDDD.... seph was a grown ass adult and could have chosen to resist at any time but kadaj is a three year old teenager. kills msyelf. what do you fucking do hes the smudged charcoal on the other side of a drawing thats already an imitation of something from life. NOT TO FUCKING MENTION BRO NOT TO MENTION. THE WAY HE DIED. CLOUD HOLDING HIM UP PIETA STYLE WHAT IF I KILLED MYSELFFF GRRAHHH. offered mercy by ur executioner after being used as a vessel for a battle much larger than you that swallowed you up. the biblical allegory goes crazy bc the same way jesus was born to die i believe kadaj was born to die. the narrative requires him to die for cloud to have his rematch and to become a vessel for cloud's metaphorical demons (sephiroth)

i also rly like the idea that kadaj is more human/childlike than seph and post ac au when seph returns she returns with memories of having been kadaj. with all the insecurity and teenagedness and rawness of being removed from a godly existence. (in a similar way to where some ppl believe jesus/god in christian belief incarnated as a human to know what it was like) And also with the memory of being held by cloud in that way 🤠👍

Also @dykesferatu has a big brain beautiful interpretation where kadaj contains elements of cloud (the insecurity, desire for (motherly) validation, desire to prove himself etc) and is proof that seph contains elements of cloud the same way cloud contains elements of seph (s cells and stuff) I LOVE IT A LOT... THEYRE MIXED UP..... They're forever leaving scars and parts of themselves inside each other... Guh....

Loz and yazoo r so cute and cunty also.... I wish we had more of them :oT id ego and superego if they slayed....

2) ok time to go crazymode. ITS GAY!!!! ITS GAY!!!! ITS GAY!!!!!! ITS GAY AS FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My godddd. The geostigma thing is so fuckinh gay acting like its a hickeyyy 😭😭😭😭😭 "you got rid of it 😈?" GIRL. ITS A DISEASE NOT A HICKEYYYY THEYRE SO WEIRDDDDD sephs obsession w leaving her mark on cloud is insane (she is the mark) also casually confessing that she wanted to sail the universe with a barren earth w cloud specifically is so 🤮🤮🤮 GAY SEX WOULD BE LESS GAY. God. The way she sounds turned on by cloud getting stronger 😨😨😨 like howd u get so strong <333 and clouds like stfu none of ur biz LIKE HELLO??????

God also ac idea that seph can only come back through cloud is so. 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 Guhhhhhhh... GUGHGGGHHH... LIKE WHEN SHE STARTED GOING OFF AB THE GEOSTIGMA I WAS LIKE BITCH STFUUUU WE ALL KNOW WHY UR GAY ASS IS BACK. Thematically ac works well for me too. Not in a way where i think it directly is connected to the og game but its a good addition. I believe that seph will always come back (in some form) because shes a metaphorical wound on cloud. And wounds may heal but they still generally scar and ache and never really go away fully. So cloud has to learn to live with her. So im a sephiroth always comes back truther. Until they reach a truce or equilibrium of some sort. (Preferably this equilibrium involves them kissing) I love divorced vibes they give off too where this godlike angel of death comes back bringing destruction and this guy's like "🙄🙄🙄 ughhh fucking you again. GO AWAY" DIVORCEDDDDDD!!!!!

[crazylittlejester]

THEYRE (the chain) ALL AUTISTIC ESPECIALLY THE ERAS WAR TRIO!! IN THIS TEDTALK I WILL-

mask was, ironically, very low masking

warriors was (and still kinda is) VERY high masking

(Tune is somewhere in the middle + ADHD)

mask really struggled at first on the battlefield because of his extreme lack of social skills (dude was raised in the woods with a bunch of other autistic fairy kids), lack of danger awareness, and poor understanding of war/battlefield (he’s used to 1-1 boss fights not war), and the fact that as a kid, he was already much much higher support needs, not even mentioning how traumatized he must’ve been.

warriors was drowning in stress, a literally TEENAGER (I hc him being 16-20 during the war) severely masking and like, PHYSICALLY UNABLE TO STOP. Among all the other non-neurodivergent stressors (cia, A WAR, parenting two kids in battle, food issues)

warriors helped mask learn tips for surviving the neurotypical world** (TM) and made sure he was 100% accommodated, since warriors knew he, himself would never have that.

Mask subtly (and probably accidentally) pushed warriors to mask less, creating a safe space where the three bros could all be them selves. He’d throw the biggoron sword if someone so much as looked NEAR where warriors was when he was stimming, ready to fight the h8ters if necessary.

later on, the trio (and now 6 more!) rejoin, and time is pleasantly surprised to see that warriors has kept some of the mentality. Granted, he’s not made any progress since then, but he’s not gotten worse, so that’s something.

Warriors is also quietly content that time has retained the social skills he taught him, in fact, he’s picked up even more! Though he finds it hard to find time at all scary, intimidating, or powerful, because warriors knows EXACTLY what is going through time’s head when he makes that face, I mean, he taught his brother himself!

warriors now has to face the living proof that he’s not weird or broken, lest he tell that to his eight brothers who are nowhere near as masking as he is, culture shock!

**DISCLAIMER!!

I know that the idea of “normalizing” autistic kids via teaching them neurotypical behaviors is a very complex and nuanced conversation to be had, and I’m not trying to parade around supporting ABA. (not to make this about me or anything,) but this pov/head cannon/prompt (?) is inspired from the perspective of me and my lower masking/much higher support needs sibling (both are autistic) :)

Your favorite,

-MANDARIN WARRIORS

I love you for this oh my god

To me, one of the things Mask struggles with the most besides social cues is controlling his facial expressions when especially when talking to others, which is why the other Links just automatically assumed he was the stoic silent type, because they saw this serious looking older guy who rarely smiles and were like “oh he means business-” but really he just has very flat expressions. Similarly I think he’s very dry when he speaks, it was worse when he was younger, and he’d gotten better at making himself sound more excited/happy, but occasionally the others (not including Wars) think he’s being sarcastic when he isn’t. And this is part of why they can never tell if he’s joking about having fought the moon.

With how chaotic his childhood was (and also because of the autism), to me he’s someone who really needs stability and predictably, which is why ranch work is sooo good for him. Like yeah unexpected things happen, but he can also sit there and take care of the animals and know he will be taking care of the animals the next day (also I think braiding Epona’s mane would be both comforting for him AND the horse)

Warriors is someone I can see stressing out so much about how people view him and he’s so scared of being anything less than perfect that he ends up getting trapped masking and everything just builds up until he explodes. He certainly was not coping well during the war, with everything that was going on, but I totally agree that Mask helped him mask less. Those two absolutely helped each other, both intentionally and completely by accident. By the time he’s in his mid/late twenties, he’s gotten a lot better about not letting everything build up, and also at unmasking every once in a while when he feels safe. (you’re so right, time/mask would fight ANY haters on wars’s behalf)

Everything you said was so perfect and I love it!! I’ve written one fic centering around these two being autistic (although I didn’t explicitly state that because I don’t know if they’d have like, the medical diagnosis for that in hyrule), and i really need to write more. I myself am autistic and good autism rep is really important to me because I never saw it as a kid

You’re literally my favorite at this point, mandarin wars anon, I hope you’re having a good day 🫶

[withheldcloud]

part one

New York, populated with humans of every archetype, houses the loneliest. Most, unspokenly bonded, fail to offer a smile in passing. The native is well-acquainted with flickers of eye contact, an initial, passing thought, and a return to the interior—as if the overexposure to others taught them to internalize everything. At least, this is Scarlett’s subjective experience in the past years of living in town.

Little things help. A gratitude journal here, a skincare routine there. Pasta in the living room with a bottle of Merlot and a shitty sitcom. These are her big things, though they’re all practiced in solitude. A refute to Scarlett’s New York pessimism wouldn’t be unheard of or uncommon. Any extrovert would bat an eyelash, questioning where she dwells. Ambiverted Scarlett leans into introversion six times out of ten, and her friends encourage it by offering to come to her and share those indoor activities.

Ezra is traveling, which became the case about two months ago. March shifted leadership, with Ezra taking on more client-facing duties as his father grows older. Mr. Bode feels his son should acquaint himself with the workload more, especially after an inebriated four years at college. At 65, the gallery should enjoy a rebrand under his son’s direction; this means more time spent in Europe. It leaves little room for intimacy ahead of Scarlett’s wedding to Ezra, who proposed before friends and family at a dinner celebrating the gallery just months ago.

The rock rarely lives on her finger. “It’s overwhelming,” she admitted in her private response to the jewel. 

She prefers not to advertise it, stowing it in a jewelry box and dressing her ring finger for nights at the gallery—when advertising it is mandatory.

“You must be overjoyed,” clients rhapsodize between glasses of champagne, “becoming a Bode is no small achievement.” 

“An achievement,” Scarlett repeats after blinking a few times. A masking smile returns moments later. 

Scarlett leaves the proof of engagement in the box as she treks downtown with friends on Friday. It’s her first time in weeks. Scarlett, Olive, and Tate enter a dimly lit speakeasy through a small gallery. 

The wall announces in bold text, IT’S NOT OVER UNTIL YOU SAY IT’S OVER. Scarlett’s eyes linger.

The dim speakeasy has no empty seating. The women approach the bar with thirsty tongues and strong legs to stand on. 

A brunette man takes orders and cards with ease. He’s effortless and on auto-pilot as he works.

“What can I get you?” he eventually asks the trio.

Scarlett opts for a tequila on the rocks with salt. 

“Do you like New York?” Scarlett asks as she notices his eyes studying her. 

“Best city in the world,” his tone bites with amused eyes. He’s English. 

“You didn’t like London?” her pitch raises in evident curiosity. 

He blinks a few times, eyebrows creasing, unresponsive as he prepares the drinks. A struck nerve?

“Are you from London?” Scarlett presses.

“Do I sound like I’m from London?” the man deadpans with unmistakable disinterest in pursuing this topic.

Scarlett’s gaze narrows, “You sound like you belong in New York.”

Dimples cave into the man’s cheeks with softened eyes. He serves the alcohol and ruffles his locks.

“Do you want to start a tab?” he looks between the women.

The plan is to hop between spots, but Scarlett’s feet stand firmly in place. 

“Fuck it. Why not?” she hands her Amex over. He notices it’s a black card.

Olive and Tate take photos of the interior for their Instagram stories. Scarlett is trying not to look at the Englishman, who is more interesting than the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. 

“You know, it’s not polite to stare,” he teases with more dimples.

“And it’s not polite to ignore people’s questions about London,” she counters with hot cheeks. 

“I’m working,” he feigns a serious tone. 

“How long have you worked here?” Scarlett’s curiosity is relentless tonight. He chuckles. 

“Some time. Did curiosity kill the cat?” he poses, leaning against the bar.

“You hate answering questions,” she scowls and tilts back her glass. 

“And you love asking them.” 

Scarlett’s eyes roll. Olive and Tate chat about a man toward the other end of the bar. 

“I have one for you,” the man’s question raises Scarlett’s eyebrows. 

“And that would be?” her hand grabs her hip. 

“What are you doing later tonight?” he questions without a trace of sarcasm.

“I…” Scarlett is dumbfounded. “I’m hanging out with my friends.”

“Shame,” he shrugs. “I mean, they seem fun. But I get off early tonight.”

A scoff erupts from Scarlett. 

“Why does that concern me? Do you even have a name?” 

“No, actually,” his sarcasm returns. “So, you can call me whatever you want.”

“A perv?” she suggests. 

“A date.” 

“I’m not even giving you fuck-me eyes,” she lies. 

“I’ll answer your questions,” he hopes this works. Scarlett pauses. 

Her eyes meet Olive’s and Tate’s. They appear confused. Scarlett returns her attention to the unnamed Brit.

“I don’t have any more questions for you. Thanks for the drinks. We’re leaving soon,” she dismisses and gulps her liquor. 

To her surprise, he nods.

“I’m here when it’s not crowded, too. Tuesdays and Thursdays.”

Scarlett wants to drown herself in this tequila. How are his eyes so green?

“What the fuck is your name, anyway?” she rejects her last statement. His smile brightens. 

“Harry.” 

He’s neglecting his work and the group beside Scarlett is growing annoyed. He nods in their direction to let them know he’ll be with them momentarily.

Scarlett notices that and uses it as an excuse to end the conversation. 

“Well, Harry, thank you but no thank you. Have a great rest of your night.” 

“You too, Scarlett Finn.” 

Her face twists in panic before he hands back her Amex with her name printed on it. 

“You are something,” she huffs, emptying the glass and placing it before him. 

“And you are gorgeous. Have a good night,” his eyes scan her before he finally shifts his attention to the waiting customers. 

Scarlett feels a slight loss at his averted attention. She watches him for a few moments as he takes other orders before shaking her head. 

“We’re leaving. Down those,” Scarlett instructs Olive and Tate, who exchange a look before snorting. 

“Not feeling this place, Scar?” Olive asks as Tate fulfills Scarlett’s demand. 

“I need some air,” she tries not to look at Harry. Olive and Tate accept this answer, finishing their drinks and interlacing fingers to exit together. 

Scarlett looks back once more as she’s pulled toward the entrance. Harry meets her eyes with a knowing smirk. 

Scarlett counts how many days there are until Tuesday. Four. 

[takaraphoenix]

I have incredibly mixed feelings on how much I enjoy the way the show writes Percy and his perception of the world.

Because episode 3 and the way they handled Medusa proved that it's all lip-service and there won't be an actual change. And that is going to be devastating.

Percy's perception of the gods and of what is going on, his anger - and the way he articulates that anger - feel so real, so refreshing and so reasonable.

This show perfectly sets up a better version of Percy Jackson. One where Percy actually rebels against the gods. Every single thing he says makes him sound like the future leader of the Demigod Rebellion. But they wouldn't stray this damn far from canon, so we get to hear Percy say all these things... just to end up defending the status quo, and that's going to feel even more unrewarding than it did in the books now.

Because the thing is, and I've had this thought on my mind for a couple of days when I came across a post comparing Percy Jackson and Harry Potter in a "JKR sucks and there are so many more superior children's book series out there" manner - which, in itself, is very true, and I do think PJO is a good book series and there are many things about it that I love. However, inexplicably, the OP of that post managed to pick the one angle in which PJO and HP are the exact same thing actually, but they still claimed PJO did something that HP didn't. That Harry fell back and defended a shitty system while Percy rebelled.

Percy Jackson in the books did not in fact rebel. He fell in line and he spent the entire damn series defending the shitty system. In-universe, the author explains this away with Percy's fatal flaw and him defending his friends and 'not the gods'. But that doesn't change that he ends up defending the gods and working on keeping them in power.

And the sequel series serves as a proof of that point. Because absolutely nothing changed. The children are still cannon fodder in the war of the gods. And still, the children fight for the gods, die for the gods.

Someone, some people in this fandom really deluded themselves into thinking of Percy Jackson as a great rebel against the gods, just because he... snarks at them and sasses them. But in the greater scheme of things, he always does what the gods want, he always saves their asses, he does not rebel or rise against them, he does not break down an oppressive system.

If this series were about actually rebelling against the oppressive force and breaking the broken system, then Percy Jackson would be part of the rebel army. Then he would be fighting against the gods.

But even the notion of "actually, these children who are rising against the gods who used and abused and neglected them all their lives might... have a... point" is stomped down with the fact that no actually Luke was influenced and corrupted by Kronos' force!!

In the version of Percy Jackson where it's about rebellion, Luke would not have been influenced by Kronos, because damn his mother's insanity caused by his father, his own homelessness, Thalia's death, the scarring he received during an entirely unnecessary quest in the name of his father, and literally every single demigod he has seen suffer and die because of the whims of the gods would have been motivation enough to start a rebel army against the gods.

And in that version about rebellion, Percy's friendship with Luke, and Annabeth's friendship with Luke, and Grover's ties to Luke from having been his satyr partner too, paired with all of the personal suffering endured by them all, would have lead to the Golden Trio joining that rebellion.

And we would have seen demigods rise up against the gods and, as in Greek mythology where the titans rose and took over from Uranus and Gaia and then the gods rose and took over from the titans, the next generation would have come into power, and actually changed the system.

But none of that happened. What happens is that children die, so the gods can stay in power because ~Kronos~ is actually behind the rebellion and hey, now the gods have to claim their kids and we will build more cabins and that's totally change, right? ...Right?

No. Because the kids are still cannon fodder. And the gods still don't give a damn about them, as proven by Hera just memory-wiping the greatest heroes and playing with them like dolls in the sequel, where the gods don't even have the basic respect for the heroes to... simply sit them down and tell them what the hell is going on.

And! That's not even necessarily a criticism of the books! Plenty of books are about keeping the status quo, especially children's books, especially books written by middle-aged white men. A broad variety of stories have a right to exist. This is a criticism of people who look at the books and pretend that they are about something they are not.

And this is a statement of personal disappointment in how much the show is setting up a potential to be something more, while I know very well it will never deliver on that.

The show is giving Percy so many good lines about what is wrong about this system, about the way the world works, is giving him so many doubts about it.

Just like it gave him doubts about monsters. And then it allowed Medusa her speech about being a victim. but never mind, she still asked something bad of Percy, so it's okay to behead her, because at the very core of this series... it's still about keeping the status quo.

The gods are in charge. The monsters get killed.

[monarch-afterdark]

After Dark Special: Interview with Bernie Hayes

Welcome once again to Monarch: After Dark, the digital gateway between you and the organisation dedicated to understanding and navigating this troubled new world we live in.

For today, we bring to you a little extra something special. With the poll's conclusion, we will be bringing our followers the long-awaited updates on Godzilla and Kong, but in the meantime, we would like to present a special treat that we have been preparing for some time now; the long-awaited interview with Titan Truth's Bernie Hayes!

(Pictured above: Bernie, along with Madison Russell and Josh Valentine, investigating an Apex Cybernetics "sacrifice pit", circa. 2024)

The Interview with Bernie

Before we begin, let's discuss a little about Bernie's history, as behind his aloof and off-putting personality, his is an interesting story. Joining Apex Cybernetics' ranks following his wife's death under suspicious circumstances, Bernie was determined to unlock a hidden conspiracy that would bring down the organisation once and for all, though at first even he wasn't certain of what exactly he was going to find.

In 2024, his luck would change when Godzilla unexpectedly attacked the Pensacola facility, where Bernie happened to be stationed. Taking advantage of the chaos, Bernie would sneak to an inner part of the facility and come across a large eye-like device following Godzilla destroying the wall hiding it.

Some time later, Bernie would recruit Madison Russell and her reluctant friend Josh Valentine, after Madison's concerns about Godzilla's attack were brushed aside by her father, who was caught in the publicity aftermath of the incident. Together, the trio returned to the ruined Apex facility and ventured deep into its depths, where advanced transports carrying a clutch of Skullcrawler eggs were being deployed to Apex's headquarters in Hong Kong.

While we'll cover the remainder of his story in the interview, the short version is that Bernie would go on to be instrumental in stalling Mechagodzilla at a crucial moment during its battle with Godzilla and Kong, allowing the Titans to emerge victorious. Bernie would be called upon by Monarch once more during the Skar King crisis, travelling with Monarch to the lost Hollow Earth city of Malenka.

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And now, without further ado...let the interview begin!

Transcript from Monarch Interview 20270608 - "Bernie Hayes"

[B.HAYES]: Hey, so, can I do the intro?

[S.RAGLIN]: I'm sorry, what?

[B.HAYES]: The intro! For, uh, for my podcast? Cuz you guys said I could record this for my podcast, and I usually do a-

[S.RAGLIN]: Fine. Floor's yours.

[B.HAYES]: Okay, cool cool. What is up, loyal listeners? Welcome to a special episode of Titan Truth podcast, and you'll wanna be seated for this one! Today, I am hosting-

[S.RAGLIN]: No you're not.

[B.HAYES]: ...I am hosting a once-in-a-lifetime interview with Monarch itself! All will be revealed-

[S.RAGLIN]: No it won't.

[B.HAYES]: Dude, come on. Just let me do this.

[S.RAGLIN]: Fine.

[B.HAYES]: Thank you. Anyway, all will be revealed so keep your government-proofed headphones on and don't forget to support Titan Truth Podcast over on my Patreon, because every penny helps, and you can support more episodes like this! Special shoutout to MothraMaddie61, our Super Supporter, who donated $30 this week.

[S.RAGLIN]: ...You done?

[B.HAYES]: Yeah, all done now.

[S.RAGLIN]: Right then. So, uh, first question then, you're known for infiltrating Apex Cybernetics and doing what you could to uncover a conspiracy. What sparked that?

[B.HAYES]: Oof, no holding back there. Uh, well, it was my wife. She worked for them for a while, quit a year after G-Day. She...well, um, you know she- she died, and I found this note. Something about a- a Monarch contract for a bomb, with Apex.

[S.RAGLIN]: The Oxygen Destroyer?

[B.HAYES]: I didn't know back then. I joined up with Apex right after, cuz it just- it felt wrong, you know? Then Monster Zero happened, connected the dots...yeah. But, I had to keep going. Nobody was taking the fall for the Oxygen Destroyer, so I needed something bigger. Something that'd truly bring Apex down.

[S.RAGLIN]: I see. Well, y'know, we here at Monarch pride ourselves on the hunt for truth, it's been our main founding policy. Nobody'd fault you for wanting answers. Anyway, next question, your little team...why two teenagers? Why not go to Monarch itself?

[B.HAYES]: Nah, you guys wouldn't have listened. You were too busy trying to make excuses for Godzilla, and, well, Madison found me first. Wouldn't have been my first call, personally, but if you're gonna make the effort to find me, and prove yourself, then I'm gonna hear you out.

[S.RAGLIN]: And...how, exactly, did she prove herself?

[B.HAYES]: No tap water.

[S.RAGLIN]: I...wha- tap water?

[B.HAYES]: Yeah. Makes you docile, easy to manipulate. Her friend was definitely a tap water guy.

[S.RAGLIN]: You...oh, for fu-

[B.HAYES]: Language! Gotta watch it, or I can't monetize this.

[S.RAGLIN]: ...Right, fine. Fine. Um, okay, so, uh-

[B.HAYES]: Hey, can I ask you a question?

[S.RAGLIN]: Sure.

[B.HAYES]: Why Tumblr?

[S.RAGLIN]: What?

[B.HAYES]: You know, After Dark. Been following you guys day one, cuz you know I'm gonna be all over anything I can get straight from the Titan's mouth. And, you know, I'm sure you got a whole team, but I'd really wanna offer my suggestions cuz I noticed some of what you were saying was off, and of course you were dodging the question about aliens on the blog so-

[S.RAGLIN]: Dude, I don't write the stupid blog. I'm a media liason, I just sift through what we get sent in and make sure it's approved for the team to talk about.

[B.HAYES]: Right, okay, but like...why Tumblr? Why not, like, Twitter or Facebook? Or Spotify, cuz I could definitely hook you guys up-

[S.RAGLIN]: I really don't know. Uh, had the most appealing layout for the writing team? Less bots? I don't- I couldn't tell you why, it just is on Tumblr.

[B.HAYES]: Cool, cool. Respect it, personally.

[S.RAGLIN]: I...will pass that along. Uh, next question then, after Mechagodzilla, what was next for you?

[B.HAYES]: Well, after Mechagodzilla, it was just back to normal for me. Didn't have my Apex job anymore, but I set up a Patreon, so I could do this full-time. I did this five-part series on fireflies.

[S.RAGLIN]: ...Fireflies?

[B.HAYES]: Yeah. Full deep dive on how they're actually micro-alien organisms hiding in ships, and the government's covering it up. There's really a lot to it, like, you never see fireflies around government facilities, right? Cuz if you did, you'd see them being tinkered with and repaired before being sent back out.

[S.RAGLIN]: And you did 5 parts on that?

[B.HAYES]: Oh yeah, it's a big one. You know, I even met with a guy who took apart one of the ships to see what it was really like. Wouldn't let me see it, but, you know, if he showed that on the podcast he'd be tracked down and shot, so, I get it.

[S.RAGLIN]: Were you on anything when you did that?

[B.HAYES]: Oh no, no drugs for me! No sir, I keep well away from that stuff. Everyone knows drugs are actually manufactured by the FBI to alter brain chemistry so that we don't question the government. Don't do drugs, kids! If you're listening, that is. Uh, parents listening, tell your kids.

[S.RAGLIN]: Oh, my god...

[B.HAYES]: Oh, right, almost forgot! Uh, today's episode is sponsored by Bye-Bye Spray!

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[S.RAGLIN]: Did...did you just- was that an ad? Did you just record an ad? Right now, in the middle of this?

[B.HAYES]: Yeah, they sponsored this episode. That's how it works, I get sent in products from guys on my Discord and I do ads for them, and in return they either put money into my Patreon or they get Nitro for my server.

[S.RAGLIN]: ...Yeah, no. No, I'm done.

[B.HAYES]: What?

[S.RAGLIN]: Not doing this anymore, no. Uh, I'm- I'm done. This- yeah, no-

[B.HAYES]: Aw no, come on! There was so much I wanted to talk about! We never even got to talk about the Monarch base in Roswell, or-or my shower theory!

[S.RAGLIN]: ...Shower theory?

[B.HAYES]: Yeah! I, uh, well, um, I don't shower. You know, cuz of the microcameras in the shower head, they scan your body for AI, so I make sure I wash with natural water, right from the lake.

[S.RAGLIN]: Oh, that's bogging! Is that what the smell is?

[B.HAYES]: No, that's just bleach.

[S.RAGLIN]: ...Nope. No.

S.RAGLIN leaves the room, and the interview ends around a minute later when another employee came in and shut off the recording equipment.

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And that's all she wrote for the interview! Unfortunately, shortly after recording, Steven Raglin was let go from the After Dark team due to becoming intoxicated during work hours and shouting obscenities on a follow-up call from Monarch superiors after Bernie had complained about his behaviour.

We apologise to Bernie Hayes and our own followers that this interview did not go as we had originally intended. With any luck, we may one day invite Bernie back onto the platform where a proper discussion can take place.

Until next time,

Monarch: After Dark

[bellamer]

So I’m thinking about the They Cloned Tyrone and Nope crossover thing I proposed and like I imagine the Haywoods finding out about that clone shit via the news and the cloning facility is probably exposed in California as well (where Tyrone lives) and I kind of want to go the route where Jean Jacket is an extraterrestrial that was being studied and followed by the government to learn its behavior but they didn’t interfere with the Haywood’s or Jupe and they were actually planning on the Haywood’s getting eaten by Jean Jacket and then sweeping it under the rug but didn’t actually think that the Haywood’s were smart of enough to take Jean Jacket down. And that they also had like some super expensive super secret government non electrical equipment and stealth protocols so that Jean Jacket didn’t catch them watching it. Also they purposely let Jupe and the guests get eaten because it was a way to get rid of witnesses and study Jean Jacket.

But since these movies don’t have a specific year but do take place in modern day, I’d like to propose that the Clone facility got exposed not long after The Haywood’s captured Jean Jacket on photo but their story more or less got swept under the rug and silenced because the cloning facility had way more physical evidence and the government, in order to save a little more face, still try to attempt to hide the proof of extraterrestrials so they claim that The Haywood’s photo is fake and doctored and make up some fake proof and say that the disappearance of the Jupe’s Claim guests is due to something else.

So where do the main three from TCT come in ? Completely accidental. They’re on their way to Memphis and Yo-Yo and Fontaine let Slick Charles drive so that they can catch up on some sleep and Slick Charles completely ignores the GPS and takes them all sorts of wrong ways and they end up all the way in Agua Dulce and their car just conveniently breaks down not far from the Haywood ranch.

So they walk until they get to Haywood Ranch and knock on the door for help and Emerald lets them in and recognizes them from the news, or better yet, recognizes Slick Charles and Fontaine from the news because she saw their clones and Yo-Yo does state that they indeed did that shit.

Emerald convinces OJ to ask them for help exposing extraterrestrials and shows them the picture of Jean Jacket and they even get Angel to testify for them because they know that the government is trying to cover what they went through up.

And for some reason the TCT trio helps them out because if there’s dangerous aliens out there eating people and the government is willingly sacrificing people for the sake of studying them, then the world needs to know.

I gotta work out the kinks but I think it could come along nicely

[eluminium]

Skizzleman and the number 3: Updated for the end of Secret Life

I have created multiple purgatories for myself and god damn if I'm not a woman of dedication. ANYWAYS, ALL THE CONNECTIONS SKIZZ HAS TO THE NUMBER 3 SINCE THE END OF SECRET LIFE! -Biggest of all, Skizz died third in both 3rd Life and Last Life. This was then broken in Limited Life when he died second instead of third, but the number came back in Secret Life when he got 13th place overall.

-Skizz missed Double Life, the third season of the Life Series

-He has only had 3 lives ever. Limited Life is an exception since lives worked differently but you could argue since there were only 3 colour tiers this still counts.

-In all his core teams, he's either been part of a trio or been teamed with three other people. In 3rd Life he was in a trio with Martyn and Ren, Last Life he had three other people with B.E.S.T, same with Limited Life, and in Secret Life he was part of a trio again with Tango and BigB.

-All of Skizz's Life series deaths, with the only exceptions being deaths in LimL outside of his final death and Ren's boogey kill on him in Last Life, has either had him be part of a trio or be surrounded by three people. Don't test me on this I HAVE THE PROOF!!!!!

-In 3rd Life, along with dying third, he also lost each of his lives three episodes apart and was the third person to become red.

-In Team B.E.S.T, S is the third letter.

-In Team T.I.E.S, S has three letters before it

-In episode 1 of Limited Life, he died three times in total. Two boogies and one creeper. He ALMOST died three times to the boogey but Martyn took pity on him at the last second.

-In Secret Life, three reds spent a big part of one of their episodes on hunting him specifically. Lizzie, Jimmy, and later Scar.

-In three out of four seasons he's been in, Skizz never made it past the 7th session in 3 of them, only recently breaking that curse in Secret Life.

-The Angels Blessing also ties into this but that will be its own post.

These are all I can remember for now, but there are probably more weird connections between Skizz and the number three that I've missed. Do feel free to suggest any if you find them because honestly, this is already beyond insanity so why not go a little longer?

[daddy-rito]

ASS Squad Band Headcanons

Kent got Sam into music and playing guitar.  Kent teaching him guitar makes up Sam’s fondest memories of him, and even though Kent’s PTSD means he can’t always see the band live, he’s still proud of Sam

All of them can sing/do vocals!  As far as what their singing voices generally sound like:

Abby: Morgan Lander (Kittie)

Sam: Joey Belladonna (Anthrax)

Seb: Chester Bennington (Linkin Park)/Matthew Tuck (Bullet For My Valentine)

It was Sam’s idea to start the band, and while they all have a shared general interest in metal, the subgenres they each like are wildly different:

Sam mostly sticks to classic metal with some NWOBHM and thrash thrown in.  Maiden, Priest, Diamond Head, Tygers of Pan Tang, and Anthrax encompass most of what he listens to.  Like I mentioned, Kent introduced most of this to him as a kid, and he never found much of a reason to venture outside of it because he enjoyed it so much

Considering the fact that he plays keyboard and is a freelance programmer, Seb sticks with metalcore and anything with juicy harmonies and some complexity.  Megadeth, Bullet For My Valentine, Dragonforce, and Avenged Sevenfold are in his normal rotation.  He also dabbles into some more progressive stuff like Dream Theater and Death (post-Symbolic) but it doesn’t show up in his playing style as much because of how it clashes with the rest of the band

Abby almost exclusively listens to alt metal and early black metal.  Korn, Kittie, Deftones, Venom, Mercyful Fate, Bathory, and the like.  She especially took a liking to Kittie, with them being an all-female band and living proof that it was okay to have the interests she has in spite of everyone around her telling her otherwise—a copy of Spit was one of the first things she bought with her own money, and she never regretted it.  She’d probably also dabble in anything horror-related like Rob Zombie and Misfits, but not to nearly as much of a degree as the other bands

The band didn’t have much of a rhythm section for a while, and Seb had to also learn how to play bass and drums; he’s usually on bass, and if a song calls for keyboards, he plays both Geddy Lee-style!  His drumming worked for what the band normally played, but it doesn’t compare to Abby’s drumming

Speaking of Abby’s drumming, if she wasn’t playing games or hanging out with Sam and Seb at the saloon, she was getting her drum chops up—she learned blast beats just to piss off her dad, and Sam and Seb cannot figure out how she has so much stamina 

Sam’s guitar is a Jackson Soloist, and his playing style is a mix of Dave Mustaine, Randy Rhoads, Tony Iommi, and Glenn Tipton

Their stage presences: Abby: Straight up feral. There isn't really any other way to put it Sam: Looks like he's having way too much fun. Bouncing around the stage and headbanging like there's no tomorrow Seb: A little more reserved, but you'll still see a little bit of a headbang from him

What they'd be if they were a song: Abby: Deftones - Be Quiet and Drive Sam: Megadeth - Rattlehead Seb: Bullet For My Valentine - Tears Don't Fall ... these are all the hcs that i have for the ass trio band for now. sorry for the wall of musical jargon, i tried to explain things as best as i could though lol

[solitaire-sol]

Prongsfoot Week 2023 - Day 1

This... maybe got away from me a bit, but I'll take any chance to present my Prongsfoot ramblings in a semi-organized fashion!

When and Why did you begin to Ship Prongsfoot? What makes you Ship it? Basically, just gush on this ship.

Somewhat ironically, developing a NOTP led me to this OTP: Back when the books were still coming out, I was a Harmony shipper. (Not a crazy one, I swear!) This led to a lot of "discussions" with people who shipped other pairings, but most relevantly with several Sirius/Remus fans who were both extremely disdainful of my noncanon ship and adamant that their ship was, in fact, canon/eventual canon. This led to little Past Me re-reading the PoA and post-PoA books multiple times, trying and failing to see this "proof" of Wolfstar, but in the process paying a lot more attention to pre-Golden Trio characters. "Actually," I thought, "Sirius seems a lot more attached to Harry's dad than to Lupin. Huh." I found myself fascinated by their dynamic, by the hold Sirius' friendship with (and loss of) James had on Sirius, and how much is implied about James that we don't get to see (the Potter lineage, James "maturing," etc). Imagine my disappointment when not only was Sirius/James not popular, but Wolfstar, which didn't appeal to me, was only gaining steam (see: "Wolfstar is canon/eventual canon!"). Shipping wars were more 'maniacal sports fans' than 'political discourse' at the time, but between being deep into then-fandom and not liking Wolfstar, I found myself shipping Sirius/James almost by accident because… Well, it just made so much more sense.

Yes, James is dead before the series actually starts; yes, James marries a woman and has a son; but I've yet to meet a fandom that lets such paltry things as 'canonical facts' stop a ship, and it's always baffled me that Prongsfoot isn't more widely recognized for its potential, if nothing else. I will always believe this stems from a one-two punch of early HP fandom's obsession with canon vs noncanon, Jily being canon, which led to Wolfstar and the subsequent idea that Sirius "belongs" to Remus With the series completed, we have a surprisingly complex character in James, tantalizingly hinted-at if not explored in-depth, and we're given ample on-page examples of Sirius' exceptional qualities as well as his deep attachment to James, who must be exceptional himself to command this kind of devotion and affection. They're the most interesting characters to me, for what we see and what we don't see, and unlike a lot of other pairings they don't require a hammer and chisel to force them into a romantic mold: They're best friends and platonic soulmates, but they could just as easily be romantic partners and the shift feels completely natural. There's an equality and an authenticity to their partnership that I cherish deeply and don't find in a lot of their other ships, which often require them to be OOC… and if a fic doesn't include them as each other's best friend and Most Important Person, I consider it OOC.

In a way, lack of good James/Sirius friendship nudged me towards actual Prongsfoot because other ships de-emphasize the importance of James and Sirius in each others' lives to make the ship work, including outright giving their roles away, ex. someone else being the only person who can rein James in, Sirius running away to [name here] instead of to James. James and Sirius make each other more themselves, for better and for worse, and I honestly believe that they believe it's always for the better: They embrace each other's strengths and weaknesses, love each other for their flaws instead of despite them, support each other even after death (if the memory of James wasn't instrumental in Sirius surviving Azkaban, I'll eat my nonexistent hat). Sirius has so much devotion to James, enough to eat rats and face death for James' son, his godson, who he had a year of knowing before it all went to hell, that I find it hard to believe he had much room for anyone else; and from what we see, that devotion was absolutely reciprocated. Even after marrying Lily, even after Harry, JamesandSirius were such a thing that James' own wife writes to Sirius to say my husband is down and only you can make him feel better, not his wife or child or other friends. They would have buried bodies for each other, and I'd be surprised if that didn't actually happen off-page. What we see of their past makes it clear that they existed together in some rarefied space that would have absolutely continued regardless of who they dated or who they married or where they wound up. I'll always be a little sad that we didn't get more of these two in canon, and I'll always be equal parts frustrated and bewildered that these two are not the Marauder ship, or at least a much much more popular ship than they are.

Over time, the popular depictions of James and Sirius grew increasingly incompatible with the way I saw them, which is generally closer to canon: James is not an idiot jock or an indiscriminate bully (he's very discriminate, thank you) or an abuser, Sirius is not an idiot sex addict or peer-pressured by James into bullying (he's absolutely an active bully of Snape & Co) or there solely to fawn over Remus. This is also where I started to dislike Remus, sorry Remus fans, neither uwu softboi Remus and uberdom alpha Remus are my jam I eventually fell out of fandom in general and didn't think more than the occasional wistful thought until I re-read the books and had that Prongsfoot flame reignited, enough that I started to read HP fic and even write/post stuff again. I'm endlessly grateful for the authors who put such wonderful work out there, and for people who cultivate this little pocket of a fandom that's otherwise become alien to me, as someone who just doesn't get much of New Marauder Fandom and its ATYD influences.

James and Sirius are soulmates and friends-to-lovers and fluff and angst and boyish exuberance and the uncertainty of growing up, they're knowing you're meant to spend your lives together and struggling to exist when your other half is gone, they're sweet domesticity and the darkness of war and Good vs Evil and all the shades of gray, they're loving someone relentlessly and instinctively and maybe unwisely but knowing it's 100% reciprocated, no-strings-attached, because you can't be any other way and wouldn't change that (or them) if you could. There's just so many ways to explore Prongsfoot and all of it works because these boys contain multitudes, and I just want to gather all of it around me like a nesting squirrel and snuggle down amidst the Prongsfoot goodness.

[vanilla-c0c0]

Villains want to embarrass little robin (William Rex & Victor) - Story Event pt.2

All possible disclaimers are valid! I’m not a mother tongue speaker and I’m doing this just for fun. 100% accuracy is not guaranteed. Have fun!

// spoilers for william’s past

The trio walks into the palace gardens, where the infantry and cavalry are lined up in order, watching over Her Majesty (MC). Victor takes her in front of the carriage, explaining that today they will be going around town; in the meantime, he’s going to do a final check on the parade route while William escorts her. MC nods and takes William’s hand to get inside the carriage, while everyone around bows their heads. MC is feeling a bit nervous, but she notices that William is just wearing his usual smile, as to be expected of the Crown’s No.1. In order to ease some of the tension, he asks the girl what she wants him to talk about as they wait for Victor to come back; she settles on asking about his and Victor’s first encounter.

William: …I think it was around the time I was arranging the funeral for my father, whom I personally condemned. One day, out of the blue, I was invited to the palace by Her Majesty, and in the audience room I had a chance encounter with Victor. Neither of us said much, but I immediately sensed that both of us had the same thing: a longing for Freedom. That’s why we teamed up and became accomplices. This is where we started.

Victor comes bacl and merrily asks them what they’ve been talking about. William replies that the Queen wanted to hear Victor’s embarrassing story, and he wonders whether it’s the one when he bumped his little finger the other day or maybe-!

William: Fufu, who knows? Ask Her majesty yourself.

He then proceeds to leave, after all, the public don’t really know about his connection to Her Majesty (in relation to Crown), so he’s simply going to watch over them from afar.

The carriage starts moving towards the city, and in the meantime MC asks Victor a clarification on something: apparently, the guards earlier were talking about how unusual it was for Victor to be at Her Majesty’s side at a time like this (he’s supposed to be behind the scenes). Obviously, he answers that he can’t leave his sweet, sweet MC’s side! The carriage is finally into the city, and Victor opens the curtains. Outside, the townsfolk are smiling and waving their hand at MC, who feels overwhelmed by an indescribable fervour. This is what the Queen wants to protect. As the one standing at the top, she is beloved by her people, though on the other hand she controls evil by fighting it with evil (Crown). She lives both in the light and in the shadow, and MC realises that a mediocre resolution is unfit to make all this work out. Victor agrees: no ordinary person could handle all of this, and he thought this many times before. Proof of this is the fact that he has heard people around him say many times that “Her Majesty is not a human being”. She’s a human with an inhuman mind. Then, he asks for MC’s honest opinion: does she think of the Queen as scary? MC thinks that she definitely felt something akin to awe, but it was way different than fear.

MC: No, it’s the other way around. I don’t really know what I can do myself, but I want to support Her Majesty as a woman like myself.

Victor: Thank you, MC. If the Queen were to hear what you just said, she would definitely be most pleased.

A guard knocks on the carriage; they have arrived and the safety of the surrounding area has been confirmed. Now, it’s MC’s turn to get outside and wave at the citizens. When she does, the enthusiasm and cheers of the townspeople become even more intense. Suddenly, someone screams from the crowd: a carriage led by a horse out of control is running towards Her Majesty. It is seemingly impossible to stop it. Victor embraces MC’s body, calling her towards him (note: he uses William’s signature “おいで”). Just before the impact could happen, William jumps in front of the carriage.

William: …”Stop”.

The horse stops immediately, and William asks MC if she’s fine. A guard raises his voice, saying that the one who was in charge of the carriage must be killed for such a blasphemous act. MC orders him to stop, though she realises late enough that by speaking up, the people have heard that her voice is not the Queen’s. Victor covers up for her, commenting that it was just an incident and not something planned in advance; he asks confirmation to Her Majesty (MC) who nods, gaining a cheer of approval from the crowd. The parade then continues without further incidents, and they all return to court.

MC apologises for doing something so selfish. Victor says that even the Queen herself would have acted this way, so there’s no need to worry. William concords, adding that they are very proud of her. MC thanks the both of them. Victor comments that William dashing in to save the day was very cool, and MC says she was also very surprised by Victor’s impeccable reflexes.

William: Then, MC, don’t you want to ask us something?

Victor: Miss MC, if there’s anything you want to know, we’ll give you a sincere answer. Don’t hold back.

MC: Victor, William. What are you hiding from me?