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cloveroctobers · 3 years

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PLASTIC HEARTS — ALL

Synopsis: what the characters are like in the mornings since I’m currently writing this at midnight lol + I feel like ask memes are really underrated and they’re quick to write so I’m open to those too amongst the 100 of other things I have on my list/have yet to write (typical writing probs lol)

Jordan: I feel like with Jordan is either 50/50 with him. If he has to be up pertaining to football then he’s up and determined! it might take him like 2-5 mins more extra in bed to fully get up if his parents (more so billy) don’t drag him out of bed but he still manages to get up and function somehow. If he’s partying the night before then that’s a different story, he’s always hungover and feeling that shit the next morning so he’ll move super slow and will be late to class/grumpy as hell. He’s either happy and functioning well making sure he’s getting a meal regardless if he’s in a good mood in the morning or not cause the boy likes to EAT (just like Michael’s ass) + if there’s no food at the house best believe he’s cruising to a cafe to get him a meal before heading to boredom high—I mean Beverly

If he’s in a crap mood then he’s mean to everyone in his path. It’s best to leave him alone and let him sulk in his corner until he’s out of his grumpy mood which he does get out of...eventually after arguing with someone or snapping on them, taking a nap in the back of class, or after football practice.

Olivia: I’m squinting as I’m thinking this over. I don’t really think she’s a morning person? but she sets her alarm for herself and can get up in the morning without the help of her parents unlike Jordan lol. She is the type to set her alarm ten minutes before she actually has to get up so she can get extra time in the comfort of her bed. It takes the girl some time to get ready in the morning okay? Have you seen her hair? It takes time to get it right for how she wants it and she always says she should pick her outfits the night before but she always seems to get side tracked so that never happens which also takes up more of her time. Eventually she almost always makes it downstairs before Jordan does. They DON’T ride to school together, hardly, unless one of them has a issue with their car or something but they’re usually doing their own thing but have some sort of conversation in the morning over breakfast—trying to build the closeness of their relationship back

Liv likes to be on time if she can or just right on time, either or. And if things come up, then she’s a little anxious which she normally is until she’s meeting up with someone she can hold a conversation with. Half of the time there’s no need to be anxious? It’s just there and she hates it despite the lonerism she found herself in

Spencer: I think Spencer can be a light sleeper since he’s used to some sort of noise going on in his house. Plus his room is in the center of where the noise will take place. If it’s too quiet, like it usual was at the baker’s he finds it a little hard to sleep all the way? There has to be something going on for him to fully sleep like the light noise of tv? Or a sound machine. James said he was the same way as a baby, always alert. So when he wakes up in the morning, he always lets out a soft sigh closing his eyes letting the alarm go off for a few more seconds before he smacking it off. He has to get in the shower to fully wake him up tho. If he doesn’t take a shower in the morning then he’s not fully up and if he doesn’t take a shower at night, he knows he’s not going to sleep well either.

If he has to walk Dillon to school, then he doesn’t mind being late. Now that Dillon is getting older he doesn’t mind walking on his own or with a friend or two but being the protector that Spencer is, he’s going to try his best to make time for Dillon no matter what and the boy secretly appreciates it but understands now if it can’t be all the time. Spencer doesn’t have his license so he’s either catching the bus (if he was still going to Beverly, Jordan or Liv would scoop him up ofc) or speed walking to school which he seems to make just in time?? Always.

Layla: I always view her as someone so chipper. She IS a morning person (unless the depression is hitting her hard, some of us have those days) and usually has it together. She’s a big planner and if she doesn’t continue with being a producer like her dad in the future, I can see her being a event planner big time. Anyways she’s usually very organized, outfits steamed and hung up for the week, weekly calendars and reminders in her phone. Alarm’s set since she’s the only one in the house and only has herself to depend on. I feel she does take a lot on her plate for a teenager so she tries her best to follow a routine/schedule most of the time. Wake up. Stretch. Slippers. Robe. She does not check her phone until after she is done taking care of herself! Brush teeth. Shower. Skincare. Get dressed. Does hair. Checks phone on her way downstairs to breakfast. Layla is a açaí bowl or oatmeal kinda girl, fight amongst yourselves. I see it. I manifest it. She always has to have her hands in something and when it comes to breakfast and baking, you can count on her to always make something. It became something she loved since her mom and her always did that together. And she often likes taking the long way to school and the long way back home.

Asher: not a morning person. Never on time unless it’s for football on Saturday mornings. he’s a cereal kinda guy since his dad can’t afford a professional chef anymore. His favorite cereal is probably Rice Krispies with strawberries and wh*le milk or cashew milk if he remembers to buy it from the grocery app. I feel like he would eventually have to get a job his senior year since it’s kind of a struggle with his dad settling into his new job. It’s a big adjustment with his parents divorced and although his mom still slips him money when he see’s her every other weekend, he’s more tired than he ever was before. He’s used to sleeping in cars if he’s not in a king sized bed but can pretty much sleep everywhere. He can sleep through anything and always has multiple loud ass alarms to wake him up since his dad is either gone before he wakes up like before or just about to leave for his new job. He never bothers to wake him anyways. Asher is a grumpy grouch in the mornings and is addicted to ice coffees and loves a good pastry if he can’t have himself some cereal in the morning.

He’s also annoyed if he doesn’t get his cartoon’s in too before school. Don’t bother him until mid-morning, early afternoon if you know what’s good for you.

Coop: if she’s something else when she’s angry what do you think she’s like in the mornings? Annoying either way? Probably lmao. She’s probably a talker in the morning expressing some wild ass dream she had or either how she had a sucky night and couldn’t sleep properly so she was up writing a new song or something. Since she’s dropping out of school, her mornings could probably start later around 11am? Unless her mother is still home and making her get out of bed to run errands with her or clean the house while she’s gone for the day? Either way she’s probably dancing, talking your head off, blasting music as she gets ready, or browsing Twitter as her form of “morning news”

Chris: I get night owl vibes from Chris. Which is more difficult to do in high school, whew! He has to use melatonin spray or cream to help him knock out and if it fully doesn’t help, he’s dragging the next morning once he fully crashes. Sometimes it can be a good morning or it can be a sucky one. Due to his injury, he gets occasional pain in his joints which he keeps a secret from mostly everyone from his team since they were only described as spasms from his doctor. He deals with it even if it freaks him out from time to time. If it’s a sucky morning, he has to wake himself up with a splash of water to the face and then tending to the pain in his joints before carrying on about his day.

I do think he’s on his phone a lot. Before bed, actually watching soothing videos to help him knock out—don’t tell anybody that and then checking his phone again when he wakes up. Which is apparently unhealthy for the mind but hey with technology continuing to take over, what can you do?

Patience: the girl doesn’t care if she’s late or early. All that matters is trying to get through the day. She’s not crazy about getting up early to sit in 7-8 classes a day but if she’s got to do it, then she’s going to take her time. She wasn’t named “Patience” for no reason okay? When it comes to her appearance, she’s going to make sure she puts in the effort because if she looks good then she feels good and can go about her day. Most of the time she takes a quick breakfast with her on her bus ride to school (thanks to her hair not doing what she wanted it to) and then if there’s time heads to the cafeteria to get whatever they’re serving for breakfast there. At least that’s better than the lunch they serve there.

JJ: total morning person! Or if he’s not? You can never tell. The guys always in the best mood. Even if he was out partying and doing too much the night before, the dude is never hungover. Everyone wants to know his secret. And when he tells them, they don’t believe it. He’s usually a slob of a eater but he also knows how to take care of his body and all about his protein shakes and juicing. He definitely has a meal plan that he takes the time to post on his Instagram stories. The guy loves Instagram and is always posting there. If you need positive words of affirmations, JJ is your guy. Check his stories or if you run into him in person he’s all hugs and uplifting you to get through the day. He’s the guy you need around if you need it. If you don’t want to be bothered? Make sure he doesn’t see you and keep your distance because he will tackle you down and turn into DJ Khaled on your ass.

Simone: she hates mornings and thinks it’s cruel to be up five days of the week for. If she physically feels like she can’t get up due to intense studying or up binge watching real housewives or whatever, she knows it the night before and puts her plan into motion the next morning. Her parents are usually always on her ass, especially her mom so it takes a lot of persuading to let her stay home. And it still doesn’t feel like a free day because her mom is checking up on her every hour on the dot from work. She makes it feel like Simone should have just went to school. If the answer is, “there’s nothing wrong with you, you’re going.” Then Simone is definitely in a sour mood. Her dad almost always drives her to school and she checks up on her son every day through socials if she doesn’t message his second mother. Simone’s also not much of a breakfast person but if her dad is making her eat they’re stopping somewhere before he drops her off or encouraging her to take some of whatever dish he made before they leave.

Now? If there’s something on her mind? Then she’s active and stressing over it before she’s talking to someone about it. She’s out getting a light jog on around her gated neighborhood (she’s getting her fitness game back up after deciding to take tennis seriously again) before showering and getting back into bed for at least thirty minutes to forty five before she has to be up for school. Worries erased for now.

Darnell: is a morning person even if he grumbles that he doesn’t care for it. He’s a sunset kinda guy not a sunrise. It’s not much of a issue for him to get up and start the day with a long exaggerated sigh. He’s not as talkative but get something in his belly and he’s bringing up some interesting facts or news about what’s going on with certain celebrities he keeps up with. I also feel like he knows how to cook and breakfast isn’t his speciality but lunch foods are? Grits, eggs, bacon, and jam on toast is his fav thing to eat for breakfast with apple juice. That’s right, apple juice over orange juice no matter what Spence and dil have to say.

His version of appetizers (which are too big of portions but to each their own) are his go to make for lunch. For breakfast if he can’t have his fav meal in the late morning, he always eats light since he says his stomach is too sensitive in the mornings which has been proven to be true...The James’ can vouch for that

Kia: again 50/50. Depends on her night. She’s also someone who is very active in clubs so it all depends when she gets home and how fast she can get things done at home before she can crash. Sometimes she takes a lot on as well but she thrives off it? It makes her feel productive but she also knows how to balance and have free time when she wants to. Her breakfast always consists of fruit, she loves her fruit. And even if she finds herself running late then she quickly adjusts and cuts out what needs to be cut out of her morning routine and get where she needs to be making herself have the time. Which can be good or bad, depends on how you look at it. Kia is great at handling whatever is thrown at her it seems!

Vanessa: Morning person after she’s fully awake lol. Hates how she looks in the morning, thinks her face is too puffy and definitely uses a jade roller no matter what to help. Her mom is always on her ass + she’s a coach so just imagine that on top while struggling to get up. However once she’s settled, she gets this burst of energy—coach montes believes it’s “the vitamins” and “always eating properly” but the small girl always seemed to get random bursts of energy throughout the day no matter the circumstance. loves a food bagel or pastry for breakfast with orange juice or water, either is fine. She especially loves sunny mornings in California, it just makes her feel better—as it should. She even thanks the sun when it greets her face. Which is something she used to do as a kid too.

Fin.

A/N: I apologize for any typos in advance. It’s now 2am, phones about to die and it’s surely time to crash. Goodnight/morning wherever you are in the world and I’ll fix what needs to be fixed later lol. Feel free to send me ask memes for this week if you want when I do have the energy to write. Toodles!

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formulinos · 3 years

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SEGA Hyperfixation Corner | The 1993 European Grand Prix

sometimes in history, we have a hard time realising that certain events and relevant people coexisted in the same moment in time. for instance, the university of oxford already existed when the aztec empire was created or how 1929 was when both anne frank and martin luther king were born. for me, it didn't kick in until recently that the lap of the gods, the greatest lap that we have ever seen in formula 1, took place in the same grand prix as the sonic trophy. in fact, if you think about it, the sonic trophy was *the* reward given to ayrton senna for pulling that insane lap! so, today, for this hyperfixation corner, we're gonna tie all the loose ends and come to peace with the 1993 european grand prix, or better, the 1993 SEGA european grand prix.

part 1: it takes AGES to sponsor a team part 2: your dreams are the same as mine - the race circuits of autopolis and donnington park part 3: it takes AGES to sponsor a grand prix part 4: the race of the gods epilogue: where in the world is the sonic trophy?

disclaimer: this edition isn't actually sponsored by sega and i have never made a single buck out of this blog. in fact, i have lost money since i started doing this. i am a broke student. please don't sue me if you're reading this sega.

part 1: it takes AGES to sponsor a F1 team

All of this starts in the 1960s, when a bunch of companies joined together to form Sega Enterprises, a company that had its roots in providing slot machines and things of the genre to US military men in Japanese bases during the war (can you believe THAT'S how Sega started? Me neither). With the company's growth, Sega's operation became focused on the Japanese market and their area of expertise was arcade games - something they became very good at in the 70s/80s - and as money grew and so did their operations, they formally came back to their roots in America and, most importantly for our story, expanded their business to Europe with an office in London. They were going global baby, and soon they weren't satisfied with only arcade business, they wanted to get inside your house too. So, by the 90s the video game industry was booming and with it… Nintendo, also Japanese, also in vidya and doing much better than Sega due to the fact they actually knew how to market their releases. Not only they had consoles, but two bitching franchises in Super Mario Bros and The Legend of Zelda and the Game Boy (I always wanted one of those). Sega had a few consoles released (Master System and Mega Drive) and in 1991 they landed a MAJOR hit with Sonic the Hedgehog and its ramifications, their answer to Mario.

You guys won't be seeing any memes due to the ABSURD levels of Sonic exposure there will be here, so I might as well start with this absolute banger here

Sonic was so big that the console they marketed with it, the new Sega Genesis actually managed to outsell the SNES outside of Japan, so all they had left to do was propose a portable player, in that case, the Game Gear, designed to be a portable version of Master System. As the Game Gear launch was very slow (it was released in 1990 in Japan but only in 1991 in Europe/North America and it took them another year to get to Australia), Sega needed to boost their visibility as much as possible, since they seemingly had the advantage in Sonic of a more compelling character but the Game Boy was far much popular due to being smaller and having a better battery - even though the Game Gear screen was in color while the og Game Boy was in greyscale. Anyway.

TBH the amount of Pokémons that exist doesn't make sense to me. I have a friend who recently bought a Game Boy just to play Pokémon Red. How is the Pokémon red if it's on greyscale? Anyway, I really don't get video games.

So, money for ads wasn't particularly a problem, they just needed strategies, and Sega Europe came up with a partnership with F1, on the basis of it being a sport watched worldwide with the fastest cars in the world and they had as a mascot the fastest hedgehog as well, so it just made sense, I guess. Overall, Sega already had some know-how of how much potential there was in Formula 1 since they had a series of arcade games called Monaco GP that was later transported to their console platforms, and in 1992 they even made a version called Ayrton Senna's Super Monaco GP II that had input and narration from the man himself….. so of course they proposed a sponsorship to Williams for the 1993 season.

South Africa, 1993. You can see that the lads are in full Sonic gear (blue suit, red shoes, white racing gloves). Alain actually kept the red shoes for the rest of the championship and both of them had Sonic on their helmets. Every day.... every day I thank Sega for that one.

OK, I'm not going to be biased here because Williams was the best choice for Sega, factually. The 80s were extremely kind to them when it came to competition - 4 WDCs and 3 WCCs, even more special when you think that they were founded in 1977 - so, at that point they were one of the top teams on the grid and England based, very comfortable for Sega too. McLaren are also Brits and for 1993, both teams had a world champion in their team (McLaren had Sega's partner Ayrton Senna while Williams had just hired Alain Prost back from retirement), but Williams had two advantages: they were the most recent champions and their brand identity/livery was yellow, white and blue (due to their sponsorships with Canon and Camel, amongst other brands), while McLaren had Marlboro Red all over their cars and working with a brand that has the colours of their direct competitor is not so cash money.

Actually, a question mark appeared while I was researching for this. In an interview for Eurogamer in 2016, Simon Morris - one of the marketing heads for Sega Europe at the time recounts that:

"We knew one of Damon Hill's oldest friends and via this contact we committed to giving him the money which was instrumental in getting a drive with Williams that year. Bringing sponsorship into Williams meant that he got his seat confirmed, which meant he was in a position to do what he later did, which was win the world championship in 1996 and become the first - and at this moment in time, only - second-generation driver to do so."

Lovely, except that in a 1993-aired documentary about Williams preparation for the upcoming season (shot at the end of 1992) there is no direct mention of Sega on the livery or race suits- expected anyway since they're not gonna test the car that's all set. But, more interestingly, you can see in it that Damon's helmet that as far as late 92 when he was announced as the next Williams driver, there was no Sega decal and, in 1994, Sega only returns as Damon's personal sponsor later in the season after Senna's passing (as you can see here in a picture taken in May but not here in the team presentation with Ayrton -notice how Senna's suit has his personal sponsors). So, I actually think it's fair to say that Sega didn't have as many ties with Damon Hill as Morris claimed they did but oh well.

Naturally, they threw so much money at Williams that the only reason the team didn't become Sega Williams was that Canon was already there. Since as I previously mentioned the livery already matched the Sega brand, the result was even more interesting as when you look at the FW15C, their contender for the season, at first you don't even notice how much detail there is in it, but as this video from Blackbird Automotive shows, they were everywhere, from the body of the car to the rear wings and even in the mirrors. Morris said that they even considered painting the floor of the car so that if it went upside down during a crash, the Sega logo appeared (ok cycle path go off I guess).

The decal on the side that makes it look as if Sonic is driving the car himself is chef's kiss, not going to lie. Curiously enough, the mirrors decals (that can't be seen here because honestly you could have been removed from the cars after 1993 and you can't see them when Damon took the car for a spin in Goodwood.

There is also an interesting tidbit I didn't know, and for that I credit Badnik Mechanic (who basically has a YouTube channel devoted to Sonic and did a really cool video on the Sega/F1 partnership). One of Sega's marketing strategies was a series of TV spots called "Sega Pirate TV", where a bunch of crazy looking characters would take over the TV stations in the middle of fake ads and push their own TV shows (and Sega products with it). The "mascot" for Pirate TV was a skull with crossbones behind it (called the Sega Pirate) and this becomes relevant when you look at the rear wing of the Williams car: for every win Williams had during the championship, a little Sega Pirate would be added to the livery with the location of the GP.

Fun fact: McLaren, in return, added a small decal of a hedgehog being ran over by the Marlboro chevron on their car after Ayrton took the second GP of the season in Brazil, according to Peter Burns motivated by the fact of Williams' then marketing honcho having worked for McLaren a few years before.

Last interesting tidbit I thought was cute was that in double rear-wing races, when they had extra space, Damon would have a decal of Sonic raising one finger (not the middle finger!!! creeps!!!) - he also took the racing number 0 as #1 was reserved to the champion, Nigel Mansell, who was in CART - while Alain took #2 (he didn't want to be 0 lol) and, because of that, Sonic would raise two fingers on his car!

part 2: your dreams are the same as mine - the race circuits of autopolis and donington park

We’re gonna head back to 80s Japan to actually look at how we got to Donington. Japan’s economy has always been weird, to say the least, and the little capitalism study they had going on back later became known as “bubble economy”. The international implications that that has are incredibly surreal so here is a different sort of technical break.

TECHNICAL BREAK: BABURU KEIKI

I think we’re all aware that due to that small uneventful happenings during this little get together called World War II led to a rapid growth in Japanese economy between the 50s and 70s, that began stagnating from 1973 to mid-80s with the oil crisis. Hats off to Japan, they managed to keep it together relatively speaking during that and still had some economic growth, joining the vanguard of major world potencies as they kept making correct investment choices in their industrial and educational sectors.

Anyway, the hows don’t really matter, the whats do. Around 1985, the Japanese Yen was worth waaaay less than the US dollar, which sucks theoretically as the currency rate is stupid but since money is all made up and the Japanese industry has basically taken over the electronic industry, that meant that importing products from Japan was silly easy and the preferable route while exporting to Japan was stupid hard, so while the Japanese folk were lining their pockets with the trade surplus and receiving several investment proposals, the Europeans and the Americans were relying a bit too much on them and not making any bucks back. To solve this, the Plaza Accord was signed in 1985 in order to put a halt to this and a series of interventions took place to depreciate the dollar in relation to the German, French, British and Japanese currencies (gentle reminder Europe was only invented in 1993 and the Euro in 1999).

If that was the only measure the US had pushed Japan to do (and hey. I’m Latina. I will blame everything I can on the Europeans and the Americans), that would have been OK. However, they also gaslit them into being more relaxed over their domestic policies in order to appreciate the yen a bit more, and so the Ministry of Finance and the Bank of Japan did, loosening up their financial regulations, opening their stock market and progressively cutting the interest rate during a year until it was just half of its original number. The result was that domestically, the money power jumped upwards due to the new economic scenario: people’s money was worth more and they were allowed to invest more in it, so the real estate market became crowded as fuck, people would take bizarre loans to get real estate as investment, the taxes were pathetic, and then ???? profit, etc. On the other hand, the dollar depreciation started making the Japanese exports less attractive in comparison to the US products, the shift in the industry meant that in a matter of years, the Japanese products were more expensive and no one wanted to buy them. Since Japan was relying so much not only in their industry but in the export aspect of it, and since more and more of their economy during that period was basically relying on the fantasy aspect of it (make crazy investments and then wait for it to pay off), the market crashed HARD in 1992 and people just went bankrupt. Was all of this necessary? No. Do I understand the economy after this? No. But we’re gonna get back to the context now.

I told you the bubble bursted...

END OF THE TECHNICAL BREAK

The Japanese economic miracle of the late 80s before the bubble burst comes into play with the Asian Grand Prix project. Japan’s automotive industry took part of the economic miracle of the 50s-70s and they had some sort of presence in F1 since 1964, when Honda first attempted to have a team, later expanding their participation from the 70s onwards with the creation of the Japanese Grand Prix, taking place at the Fuji Speedway, the appearance of Japanese drivers starting with Hiroshi Fushida and team sponsorships - Sega isn’t special.

Naturally, with more money comes more imagination, and[says this while crying and pleading for mercy] Bernie Ecclestone knew where there’s smoke, there’s fire. Soon, the prospect of having another race take place in Japan became a proposal, and the asset bubble made it possible for all sorts of real estate investors to just..,,..,.,, build race circuits…. please make it stop I don’t understand money but I know these people are doing stupid things blease….,..,,.,

The biggest and therefore, more favoured proposal was made by Tomonori Tsuramaki (guy in the picture above, this is literally the ONLY picture i can confirm it's of him), who wanted to make things more classy. If the bubble made some people rich during that period, Tsuramaki-san became a bajilionaire as he was already a banker/real estate investor and, crucially, insane. He took it to himself (and his company, Nippon Tri-Trust, originally a steel manufacturer) to hire a constructor, Hazama, to build a race circuit close to the Mount Aso volcano, located in the Kyushu island. Naming it a circuit is a crime, to be frank. The lad ended up spending FIVE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLARS to build not only a circuit but also three hotels, a spa and a ski slope. He wanted to turn the Grand Prix into a full experience, and he soon decided to also create an art gallery there, filled with Monets and Magrittes and what have you, and, as the pièce de résistance, a Picasso he bought for 51.3 million dollars.

"Las Noces de Pierrette" (1905), by Pablo Picasso, the 51 million dollar painting

Tsuramaki named the whole complex “Autopolis,” really making it clear that he wanted to create a whole ass city and make it a synonym with racing in Asia. Just in case you didn’t think he was ballsy enough, he decided to sponsor Benetton F1 from 1990 to 1992 - in fact, Benetton personnel like Nelson Piquet and Flavio Briatore were in the Autopolis inauguration ceremony (of course they were) and the tactics worked as the Asian Grand Prix to be held in Autopolis would take place at the third round of the 1993 Formula One Championship.

the Autopolis track layout... looks kinda cool tbh!

B190, B191 and B192, the three Autopolis sponsored cars. I'm sorry I didn't find any pics of the Autopolis inauguration ceremony but I hope to have compensated this with THREE WHOLE YEARS OF MONEY SPENT BY A CIRCUIT IN TEAM SPONSORSHIP. Also, interesting to note: the average figures for 2015 sponsorships were 17 million pounds for the sidepods and around 2 million pounds for the top of the nose. I'm sure these figures aren't exactly what it cost for in the 90s, but considering F1 sponsorships were never cheap, the fact that between 1991 and 1992 Autopolis had to change their placement from sidepods to nose... red flag.

Of course, if this had actually happened then we wouldn’t be talking about a shitty rainy afternoon in England, and as you can imagine the 500 million dollar project blew on Tomonori’s face pretty hard. Turns out, the whole idea of putting a circuit in the middle of buttfuck nowhere is not that practical, and there were little to no roads that could take you to Kyushu. Once you did get there though, good luck finding a place to stay because there were practically no operational hotels and the ones that were around were fucking expensive, as apparently the Autopolis Experience was just for the mega rich. The second the bubble burst, so did Tomonori’s wealth, unfortunately, and he had to file for bankruptcy, leaving a vacancy in the calendar. Enter Tom Wheatcroft.

Wheatcroft was born in 1922 to a relatively humble family and from an early age he fell in love with motorsports, going regularly to Donington Park to watch races, attending even the Grand Prix there in 1937 and 1938. The war kinda kept him away from his hobby for a bit, to say the least, and after it was over he created a construction company, successful enough to start a race car collection in 1964.

Just so what we're clear... these are the 1937 and 1938 Donington Grand Prix

The collection soon turned into Wheatcroft Racing, a team that would buy ex-works chassis from Brabham and rework them for competitions they would enter sporadically. Sincerely, the model was shit because the investment just wasn’t there, my guy would buy a 2 year old Brabham to race twice in Formula 2 and call it a day. Still, that was good enough to build a relationship with… [cries once more] Bernie Ecclestone, and once again we will get back to it shortly.

Tom would sponsor a few drivers over the years, but the real apple of his eye was Donington Park, that had been left abandoned after the war. He bought the circuit and a good chunk of the surroundings for 100 thousand quid, seemingly a cheaper investment than the Autopolis, but quickly proving itself to be more expensive than it looked as it took six years for the reconstruction of the track to be finished. Still, Tom liked the aesthetic of having a sort of museum around - familiar much? - and transferred his racing car collection, by then the biggest one known to men, to the circuit (you can see what the museum looked like in 2018 here in this very cool video of Circuits of the Past on YouTube!)

They had a whole room for McLaren... and for practically every British team tbh.

Donington Park held a few races over the years while Tom lobbied hard to get it to join the Formula One roster from 1983 onwards, hosting several junior Formulae races over the years. He got close in 1988, but eventually the RAC (the union of the British circuits) went with Silverstone instead, vetoing the participation as anIrish Grand Prix as well. Hm. I prefer not to speak. I suppose that Tom Wheatcroft would live to see his dream come true, as Bernie called him up after the Autopolis bankruptcy news and proposed to him the date. That way, the European Grand Prix was born again.

I think it’s a good moment to highlight that I don’t think Wheatcrofty here is any better than Tsuramaki for having cute childhood dreams instead of a 51 million dollar Picasso. At the end of the day, both of them had the same goal of building a circuit and getting a F1 race to be held in it. While Tsuramaki-san got so close but ultimately didn’t get to have his beloved Autopolis to host the Asian Grand Prix, Wheatcroft managed to see it happen once… and then quit making formal bids the following years because he felt the return was minimal. So, basically Capitalism sucks and eat the rich, but if you really look closely Tomodori was a big victim of western-centric economy and you know… dumb ideas. And Donington Park kinda flopped too after all. The British man is not that much better than the Japanese man, that’s my point. He had a Picasso… that’s clout.

part 3: it takes AGES to sponsor a grand prix

The “European Grand Prix” title had been given over the years to races that the FIA wanted to happen but that couldn’t under the standard country name format (for instance, Brands Hatch held the 1983 European Grand Prix because the British Grand Prix title was already held by Silverstone). Same thing happened here, but it still made it feel different and exciting as all of us F1 fans are happy with so little. Still, when you cancel a Grand Prix out of the blue and replace it for another one, a few headaches are expected. For instance, sponsors pulling out of it… right?

Sega saw an opportunity. Well, not Sega exactly, just Sega Europe. Ok, to be more precise, Simon Morris and Phil Ley, the two dudes that were responsible for the Williams sponsorship thought that they might as well go full throttle (what do you mean “full throttle”?) and just paint Sega blue and stamp Sonic everywhere in Donington Park. That way, they got the naming rights and made sure that everyone knew that this was not the Sony European Grand Prix. It wasn't the Nintendo European Grand Prix. Fuck it, this wasn't even the Monopoly European Grand Prix, this whole party was only possible due to Sega and you are gonna shove a Sonic figure up your ass. If I just tell you what they had, this wouldn't be half as fun as showing it, so take a good look at the circuit decoration:

Yeah, there are Sega Billboards everywhere besides just the Sega car, BUT there is also...

A big fuck off zeppelim - No, sorry, a "Sega Blimp"...

A big Sega Game Gear screen and...

Sonic and Tails (idk who that one is but he seems shy uwu) fursonas to hang out with the lads. But if you are like me who only watches F1 for the milfs, don't worry:

Yeah. Sonic Grid Girls.

Sonic Grid Girls.....

"But tumblr user formulinos, this isn't enough," you might tell me. "There must be more Sonic! I can't get enough of that blue mf with the spiky hair!". And I won't reply with words, because I won't need them. I will only show you this:

Unfortunately, not everything is about pleasure in the Hyperfixation Corner, and I must give you terrible news. As the weather became worse during the weekend, they took it down due to safety concerns - if anything happened and they needed a helicopter, then a huge Sonic could be a bit of a trouble, so it's just better to KILL THE POOR INFLATABLE SONIC THAT NEVER HARMED ANYONE and you can actually see it slowly getting deflated through the weekend before the race in these two Damon Hill onboards (please, this is so funny):

friday qualis: good weather, good sonic, can't lose

saturday qualis: sonic is down bad

This was more of a visual chapter just so we could address the blue hedgehog in the room. If you want to see some extra footage, like Alain and Damon suffering while pretending they they're interested in the Game Gear and our Lady Di, this lil video has some stuff that could interest you. Done with playing games [david caruso.gif], let's get to the sexy part.

part 4: the race of the gods

Theoretically, we don’t really need racing context here since this is only the third race of the season. However, because there can never be peace, only pain, leave it to Senna and Prost to make a mess out of F1. They’re like 50 at this point so why are they still bickering. ANYWAY.

The teams that did make it to 1993 - because there were 3 bankruptcies - were thriving since the cars had so many gadgets and technological/electronic controls that they're still considered the most refined out of all F1 history... until all of those got banned because the FIA will FIA. Williams were the favourites for the season because not only was their duo amazing, but they had the hottest car since Adrien Newey and his friends had turned the thing into the Batmobile.

note: i'm not gonna get into the merits of the FW15C here because it warrants a post of its own. maybe one day if i stop hating Williams or if any of you car geeks out there are interested, please go ahead, make my day!

Williams took round 1 in South Africa but since Senna was down to make their lives as miserable as possible, he got his Obligatory Brazil Win with McLaren in round 2. Although we are far from Suzuka in 1990, it is relevant to note that Prost and Senna were still… Prost and Senna and it's a well known fact that in order to get Alain back from retirement, Williams had to agree not to sign Senna as well as part of the contract - someone was traumatised! The result was that Ayrton was under a contract per race agreement with McLaren, but most of all, he was LIVID that Prost had vetoed him out of a Williams contract and there would be revenge!!!!!! (Except there wasn't because Alain won the championship and retired again, they realised they were in love all along and then Ayrton died. But that's not the point).

Finally, we get to Donington Park, all adorned in Sega fashion and.. the weather slowly turned to shit. It was lovely on Friday with a blue sky, lovely sight, etc. but by Saturday it was already clear that it would rain [RIP Sonic Inflatable 1993-1993]. Still, things were ok enough that the two practice and qualifying sessions - yes, they held qualis over two days, got the best time of each driver over the two days and then decided the starting grid on that - were interesting with the variations. Even though Senna was first on Qualifying 1, the Williams had managed to do better on the second day and we had Alain on pole, while Ayrton was in fourth. The whole starting grid is worth checking out, but for didactic purposes I'm gonna ask you guys to just focus on the three first rows for now. (yes graphic design is my passion)

note: this is Sauber's first year in F1, interesting to many since their car was branded as "concept by Mercedes-Benz". honestly, you could tell looking at their first season that it was indeed, just a concept, not a concrete car, but you know… Sauber is iconic and they were able to show Mercedes that a proper comeback could be very cool and sexy.

When I say it was clear that it was going to rain, I mean they expected some drizzle, not the downpour that greeted everyone on Sunday. Alain was a bit concerned since historically, he wasn't a big fan of wet conditions while Ayrton… well, le mec had a right to be concerned:

But that was OK, Williams had covered him by hiring a Weather Control centre nearby to send them their rain predictions. Plus, he had pole in the most sophisticated car of all time (so far), Ayrton was in fourth with a shitty McLaren, Damon and Michael were his boys, there was nothing to sweat as long as his race start was chill. Yeah.

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Yeah.

I don't even know how to explain the massacre that started right there. Ayrton got pushed out by Michael (classic Schumi), lost a position to Wendlinger who took advantage of it and just decided to become Speed, destroyer of Drivers. Of course you can call some other first laps excellent, like Kimi's first lap in Portugal 2020, but Kimi's charge started from the get-go in a damp track. Ayrton started his charge after being pushed back, losing his position, getting back to it and by the end of it all, being comfortable in the lead with a 4 second gap. IN THE POURING RAIN. He didn't even care about the spray… Jesus. It's just sublime.

While Ayrton was having one of his certified "tunnel vision" moment, Wendlinger and his concept Merc were off to the gravel trap holding hands with Michael Andretti (as in F1 WDC Mario Andretti), who hadn't been able to finish a single race in 1993 yet, truly having a shit rookie season for someone who was already doomed considering his teammate was in the middle of reaching driver's nirvana. However, there was another rookie, a guy who most people call "Rubinho" who was enjoying quite a bit the wet conditions. The Wendlinger/Andretti tussle meant that Barrichello had managed to jump from P12 to P4, overtaking the entire midfield on the way to it. In his own words, although his Jordan was pretty mint, he didn't understand why everyone was driving so slowly. PLEASE.

Senna only furthered his gap, not even taking 4 laps before he started lapping the field - and he did that multiple times. He was rushing it, for sure, as he knew he only had as good as the rain would allow him to and the track was starting to dry up, with Williams closing the gap that had gotten to 6.8 seconds. Teams were starting to despair as it seemed swapping to slicks was now reasonable, and Martin Brundle's Ligier opened the pit lane. Was it the right call? I'll let the audience be the judge:

I'm not gonna laugh but I will cackle at the audacity of this man to spend 20+ years talking about how drivers are washed up when he was never washed down for starters. Even Coulthard had two good races. Anyhow.

While Rubebs, Schumi and Jean Alesi were battling for fourth, Damon took himself to pit first on lap 17, followed by Senna the next one and Alain the one after. However, the rain came back right after, causing Prost, who was afraid of water, to immediately duck back to get new wets. This is a GREAT time to remember you guys Williams had the Weather Control centre giving them advice on how to handle their tires. By lap 25, when Damon Hill came back for his new set of wet tires, we had:

Gerhard Berger go in, out, and back in due to a suspension failure

Mark Blundell tossed aside by Senna when he decided to battle for positions with Christian Fittipaldi while Ayrton was trying to lap them

Schumi spin. Schumi spin :(

Ok, to be fair you can't see that well in the gifs that Senna just pushes Blundell aside... but it did happen. I'm not insane.

By my maths, 8 drivers were out - Katayama and and JJ Lehto had also dipped between Brundle's spin and the first part of pit drama - and this was barely one third of the race done. Still, it took 4 more laps (and two more DNFS from Alliot and Aguri Suzuki) for Senna to come in for his set of wets. Didn't really matter though as it got dry again and the whole pit party started AGAIN in lap 34, with Prost blinking first (seriously, what's with Alain and the rain?). This time, Ayrton actually agreed with the Weather Centre assessment and pitted just one lap afterwards, but whatever lead he had was ruined when the wheel gun decided to fuck the right rear tire and he had a 19 second pit stop.

I mean, I was angry. Senna was just having a normal rainy Sunday it seems.

Jean Alesi joined his friend Gerhard Berger in the Ferrari pits after he also retired, unable to start his car after a pit stop. By lap 40, the Williams came back for wets as it was raining AGAIN, but this time Senna said "fuck it" and skipped the pit stop. This proved to be Very Wise, as the rain stopped again, came back and stopped one more time in a space of mere 8 laps, bringing Prost back to the pits once again for slicks because he wanted to pull as many fast laps as Senna did! Did this work? No! He stalled his car!

When he came back, Senna had lapped him and his teammate and the random Brazilian at Jordan were also ahead. Depressing. To make matters worse, Damon Hill pitted the next lap, came out behind him and when they were fighting for third, Alain locked up his wheels and got called to the pits again due to fears of a puncture. Scenes, but he managed to save face since Andrea de Cesaris was busy also DNFing due to gearbox issues. Thanks for that one, Andrea!

The race went on and it was basically done. Rubens says that at this point, when he got the memo he was in P2, he almost bust a nut. He looks at his mirrors and notices Senna is there, right behind him. The whole thing is chaos, but he is weirdly calm. It didn't feel too early for a rookie to win, it felt just right, and the Old Man be damned, he might be his racing hero but it was time for him to become the symbol of the new generation! Everyone was going to hear of Rubens Barrichello and his incredible feat at Donin- wait, what? A blue flag? "Rubens, you need to let Senna through, he is P1". Ok, nevermind, the world could become more acquainted with Rubinho in the next round.

Senna heads one more time for the pits in lap 61, but since McLaren has always been McLaren, they're not ready for him, so he needs to go straight. This turns out to be the best thing ever, because the Donington configuration meant that the pit lane was a shortcut if you ran through it at normal speeds, which everyone did anyway because the speed lane limit was only invented after San Marino 1994 after the Minardi came bursting through, running over everything that was available (yes. That San Marino Grand Prix).

After Senna's last pit stop in lap 62, all was as good as over. What we had left were three more retirements: Thierry Boutsen and Derek Warwick had faulty gearboxes while my guy RUBENS BARRICHELLO GOT MUGGED 4 LAPS TO THE END OF THE RACE BECAUSE THE JORDAN DECIDED TO LOSE FUEL PRESSURE. FUCK OFF HE WAS IN THE PODIUM!!! ALL I FEEL IS RAGE AND PAIN!!!!

Anyway, not all was lost. Senna won, deservingly so, Damon actually managed to make it to second place without getting lapped… and Prost was there since Rubens wasn't.

A little nice touch that Sega gave to the GP was that once it was finished, the Game Gear screen they had actually displayed "Game Over". Maybe I should get into vidya after all...

The last surprise that Donington Park held for us was at the podium. They really had Tom Wheatcroft, who was fulfilling his dream of hosting a Grand Prix race with perhaps one of the most sublime races of all time hand to Ayrton Senna, perhaps the greatest driver to have ever,,, driven and who had just gone through 2 hours of pure bliss and was still visibly in heaven… they really gave him a Sonic trophy.

epilogue: where in the world is the sonic trophy?

If both Tom and Ayrton were more than OK with the Sonic trophy, Ron Dennis was not, and the rumour is that while McLaren had on contracts that drivers would only be able to keep replica trophies, he actually hated how Sega had seemingly made F1 look cheaper (get a therapist) and kept Sonic captive in a cabinet for over 20 years, until McLaren brought it back, first for a picture in 2018…

And then finally, to the trophy cabinet at their Technological Centre in June 2020!

To round things up, while Ayrton got to shine in Donington Park, Alain came back from it to win his fourth title, before ceding his seat to his rival (ultimately killing him). If it makes it better, Alain and Ayrton actually called it quits after 1993 and let bygones be bygones, with Senna going so far as asking Prost to stick around one more year because they made each other better. While Ayrton would never get to win a fourth title himself, I think we can see with his outdriving of the McLaren car in 1993 that he was far from done after his championships.

Tom Wheatcroft tapped out of further Grand Prix during the rest of his tenure as the owner of Donington Park. Turns out dreams were only as good as they could line up your pockets and as fun as the race was, it wasn't that lucrative and, nowadays, Donington is administered by MotorSport Vision, owned by Jonathan Palmer and some close friends. Unfortunately, the museum was closed in late 2018 and Tom's Grand Prix collection was sold. As to Autopolis, it is currently owned by Kawasaki (cool motorbikes!) and while they still haven't held a Formula 1 race, they have a lot of success as part of the Japanese motorsports route. And Tsuramaki-san? I have no clue, I honestly couldn't even find if he was still alive online, the only piece of news I got was when one of his horses died???

Finally, Sega are more than OK, going through some very necessary restructuring (pandemics, huh) and celebrating this year the 30th birthday of our homeboy Sonic. Even though they toned it down with Williams for 1994 and didn't sponsor a Grand Prix again, they don't really regret it, since because of the legendary shit that Senna pulled on lap 1 and how it has been aired over and over for nearly 30 years now, it's impossible not to see along with it several Sega logos and Sonic drawings everywhere. While they don't get paid for the reruns, it's enough to get people to keep talking about the brand way after its heyday and well, isn't that the intention behind marketing? Sounds like everyone was happy to me.... Except Rubens.

This is it for the Sega Hyperfixation Corner this time, thanks for reading it. Feel free to let me know if you loved it or hated it, and see you around for the next one! Screw you guys, I'm going home!

#hyperfixation corner #1993 european grand prix #historic f1 #ayrton senna #sonic the hedgehog #FINALLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY F OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!#SINUSITIS 47373 X 1 ANA!!!!!!!

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THE OAK TREE // TWO E.T.

Pairing: Ethan Torchio x GN! Reader

Summary: Everyone at the Oakes Academy is aware of the rivalry that exists between two of the school’s best students, Ethan Torchio and Y/N L/N. What nobody knows is what a brilliant team they are when they’re at risk of their reputations being damaged and a killer’s on the loose.

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of death and murder, mentions of blood, mentions of death and descriptions of it, mention of suicide (pls read with caution, ily <3).

Masterlist // Taglist link in bio

CHAPTER ONE

A/N: Again, I apologize for the delay, life has been a lil bit crazy this past week. I also wanted to apologize for any possible typos because I’m working on a project but decided to take a break to finish this for you guys! I promise I’ll proofread this as soon as I get some time. Also, in the part where they’re texting, I recommend you check the texts on the Google Drive for context. Otherwise you might get a bit lost.

DON’T FORGET TO CHECK OUT TE AVAILABLE MATERIAL IN THE GOOGLE DRIVE WHICH YOU CAN FIND ON THE SERIES MASTERLIST

Taglist (strike means it won’t let me tag you): @oro-e-diamanti @gretavanfleetlove @victoriadeangeliswifey @cheese-toastie-11 @selenophiliaxx @superchrystaldrug @petit-poussin @bidet-and-legolas @fallingforyou123 @ethaneskin @soft-boy-ethan @teenyweenynightghost @reputationdamiano @cantaraiilmionome @tabi-toast @queen-of-brokenhearts @geklutst-ei @juststalking @cruz-ata @ohtorchio @ethan-torchio-angelo @unitermoonshine @everythingisdefinitelynotfine @marriedwithmarktuan @its-afucking-mess @juststalking @goldenpeaxh

LAST CHAPTER’S WINNING DECISION: They believe it is all real and go search for the body the finger might belong to. (The impact of this decision will be reflected next chapter).

Let the games begin.

You had to read the last part once more, so consumed by the shock that barely any words had registered into your brain. Your hands were shaking as you held it closer to yourself. Maybe it was all part of the disbelief because you found yourself scanning the words over and over again until you had the first paragraph memorized.

But then… then Ethan started laughing.

Short, breathy laughs escaped past his lips, immediately followed by sharp inhales, as if he were desperate to get more air to reach his lungs. You brushed it off and went right back to reading the last few phrases that were on the very back, even said them under your breath to try and make them become real because everything seemed like nothing but a dream, no, a nightmare.

Then it slowly dawned on you after you finished reading the letter. All worry subsided and you had no doubt in your mind you would’ve started laughing too if you weren’t seeing red. Consumed by the sudden rage, you turned to Ethan and didn’t hesitate to tackle him into the ground.

In any normal instance, you wouldn’t have been able to do it, but you’d caught him off-guard, which was confirmed by the surprised yelp he let out as his back collided with the muddy floor and dry leaves crunched underneath his weight. You moved to straddle him the second you felt him shift beneath you, as if he wanted to get up.

You looked at him for a split second. His face was illuminated by the soft glow of the red light. His distress was apparent. He was thrashing around to try and get you off him when you started hitting his chest over and over again. Your hits weren’t hard nor were they intended to cause any damage to him. In fact, he could have easily pushed you off him effortlessly if he wanted to, but Ethan didn’t even try. Instead, he let you continue hitting his chest.

“What the actual fuck is wrong with you? You’re… a… fucking… psycho!” Each word was accompanied by another frustrated hit to his chest as tears slowly fell down your face and sobs rattled your body, “You were the only one who knew that. The only person in this goddamn school I ever—ever was stupid enough to tell it to. And you use it for one of your sick and twisted pranks? Fuck you. Fuck you!”

Your head fell and rested on his chest as you kept on crying. However, your words seemed to pull him back to reality. Only after a few seconds of you speaking, Ethan had already rolled the two of you around until he was on top of you.

You firmly held his stare as you tried to get him off you. For some strange reason, it sent shivers down your spine to see his eyes so full of fear. Ethan was always centered and glued firmly to the Earth. No matter the issue, he was always capable of keeping his cool, but now was far from being the case. His voice trembled as he tried to speak up, “Shut up Y/N! You’ve got no right to blame me for something that is clearly your doing. I have no fucking clue what your stupid letter said but mine said something that has me convinced it was you!”

His accusation was followed by him shoving his crumpled up letter into your face. You had to squint in order to see it better with only the aid of the red light. When you read the words placed at the very bottom, your eyes went wide and immediately looked for his in a desperate attempt to convince him it wasn’t you, but he had his head turned away. You firmly grabbed him by the collar of his hoodie so he’d look into your eyes, “I-I didn’t. Ethan I don’t like you one bit but I’d never. Not this.”

Ethan scoffed and shook his head. He got off you and turned around so his back was facing you, “You know what? I don’t give a shit what you did or didn’t do. I’m going to wash this disgusting stuff off me and report this in the morning.”

“What the hell? Are you crazy? Ethan, we're in the middle of a crime scene. We cannot leave it like this. I mean, look at you! You’re covered in blood because, let me refresh your mind, you fell into a fucking puddle of blood and found a finger!” You flailed your arms around furiously at his stupidity and started followed him the moment he started walking away, “What if this is real?”

He stopped dead in his tracks and turned to look at you, “What is real? A threat that looks like it was written by a thirteen-year-old who just finished reading The Analyst? And the blood… it belongs to an animal for all I care,” He didn’t seem an ounce convinced by the way he took a second to come up with an excuse, and he couldn’t even look you in the eyes, “Besides, what do you want us to say, huh? Oh yeah, sorry. We’re out past curfew because of reasons we can’t tell you and we casually found a disembodied finger lying in a pool of blood. Ah! And I almost forgot the most important detail. We’re being threatened with things that are not only good enough to get us expelled but also get us thrown in jail. But everything is fantastic.”

You rolled your eyes, “Fine, do whatever the hell you please.”

Ethan nodded nonchalantly and walked away from you. A long and deep sigh escaped your lips at his stubbornness. You wanted to scream out in frustration at how stupid he was being, but decided it was pointless to stay behind, just in case someone arrived and found you standing there, with your clothes filled with blood.

——— ☆ • ♧ • • ♧ • ☆ ———

When you arrived back at the dorms, the first thing you did was take a hot shower as you tried to assimilate everything that had happened. Despite the water being so hot it almost burnt your skin, you still spent the whole time shivering and hugging your arms to your body.

You had washed the blood off the hoodie in one of the sinks and still threw it in the washing machine afterwards. You didn’t know what was going on and part of you was convinced you didn’t want to know. Either way, you weren’t going to risk being roped into a crime investigation as a suspect.

Afterwards, you collapsed into bed. Your whole body was aching and, if it weren’t for the fact that your phone had exploded with notifications after you connected it, you would’ve fallen asleep. You lazily felt around the small bedside table for your phone and picked it up. Most notifications were just memes Will kept sending to the group chat you had. However, you’d also received a message from Ethan.

Upon reading the first few words, you already felt the urge to throw the phone out the window. He was being annoying, not like that was a new thing at all. You responded to the text nonetheless and left the phone back on the bedside table. You turned around in your bed to try and find a spot that was comfortable and cuddled deeper into the sheets. Then, just when you were about to close your eyes, the phone vibrated again. You groaned and picked it up once more. After reading those texts, you were unable to sleep all night.

———

You spent the great majority of the night crying and shivering despite being covered by layers and layers of warm blankets. Those few hours before your alarm sounded extended into what seemed like an eternity and you didn’t want to leave the room, afraid you’d find something like what you’d just seen at the oak tree.

You only managed to sleep for about half an hour before your alarm went off at exactly six AM. Any other day, you would’ve snuggled back into bed for a little longer, but on that particular day, you’d jumped out of bed and hadn’t wasted a second before getting ready. You’d run out of the building to meet your friends at the dining hall, where you were currently at.

Damiano, Rory, Vic, and Will were already sitting at your usual table in front of the large window when you arrived. The curly-haired boy was practicing for a presentation while your three friends listened and made a few comments here and there on things they thought he should change.

“Good morning everyone,” You murmured, then took a seat in between Damiano and Will, who turned to look at you and frowned, “Are you feeling okay, Y/N?” You nodded and put on the best smile you could manage. Then you stole one of the berries from his plate even though you weren’t hungry at all.

You turned to look at Rory and Damiano, “Hey Ro, has the new phone you ordered arrived yet?” You questioned. After your conversation with Ethan the previous night, you needed to make sure it wasn’t them who had sent the text. Just the thought alone made you shudder in disgust and fear, but you just took a deep breath in and kept a soft smile on your face as your best friend shook their head.

“Funny that you ask that because yesterday I got an email from the store saying the delivery was going to take longer than expected because of the weather issues, so I gotta survive with this piece of crap for a few more days,” They sighed and placed the cracked phone on the table. You wanted to stop holding back the tears right then and there. Rory’s words were the confirmation that someone else had sent the text and you doubted it was Emilia. As much as you didn’t want to, with each passing second you started to believe the threat was true and that someone had died or was terribly hurt somewhere, and you needed to find them before it was too late to save them.

Then you remembered another one of Ethan’s texts and had to resist the urge to get up and go search for him because you needed to talk to him as soon as possible. Instead, you distracted yourself by listening to Will’s presentation practice.

You were close to nodding off at some point as he kept on speaking, “Back in earlier civilizations, it was believed that any type of illness was caused by demons and—Hey, Y/N!” You hummed softly as Will called your name. He poked you on the rib and you swatted his hand away, “Are you sure you’re alright? You look terrible.”

“Thank you,” You mumbled sarcastically, “I’m doing fine. I just stayed up working on a project and barely got a wink of sleep,” You let your head rest on Damiano’s shoulder and yawned.

“I wish I were that productive,” Victoria said as she played around with her food. Everyone had insisted on her eating at least a few bites even if she was still sick, “I never do shit.”

Thomas piped into the conversation, catching everyone by surprise as he took a seat next to Victoria, “To be fair, Y/N always complains about feeling half-dead from lack of sleep. I’ll never be crazy enough to sacrifice my sleep for a stupid assignment.”

“Yeah, and that’s why you’re one project away from failing Year 12,” Victoria laughed and Thomas rolled his eyes, “The other day I put him in charge of finishing this essay thing for philosophy and by the time I went back to check on him, he was already asleep. I honestly still wonder how we’re at this school. I would’ve thrown us out a long time ago.”

“Look who’s decided to join us today!” Damiano exclaimed with a large smile on his face as Emilia and Ethan took a seat right in front of you. It was an unusual occurrence for him to eat with you because, well, you were there and he couldn’t shut his mouth for half an hour while you ate, which usually ended in an argument that made the whole table annoyed.

You frowned at his appearance. He was struggling to keep his dark eyes open and his hand wouldn’t stop shaking. It was very apparent that he hadn’t slept much either from the bags under his eyes and his slow steps. Ethan was almost like a zombie.

He shook his head the moment his eyes met yours and your shoulders slumped. It hadn’t been Emilia either. You got up from your seat abruptly and walked away from the table without an explanation. You desperately needed a breath of fresh air before you went insane. So with quick steps, you moved down the hall until you reached one of the open windows next to a couch. You let yourself fall onto the couch and tightly shut your eyes as you breathed the fresh air in.

“You seriously need to calm down. Otherwise everyone will start to notice just how suspicious you’re acting,” You sighed at the sound of Ethan’s irritating voice and up straight on the couch. You rubbed your eyes with the back of your hands and looked up at him with an annoyed expression.

“You cannot ask me to calm down after what we saw last night. When will it get into your thick skull that whatever this shit is, it’s real. Those threats were real and if we don’t do something we’re both going to end up in jail, or worse, people are going to die. We don’t know who this psycho is nor what they’re capable of doing. We need to do something now before it’s too late,” The words rushed out of your mouth desperately. The urgency in your tone and your voice quivering as you spoke made his face fall. It wasn’t often that he took you seriously, but by the look in his eyes, you could tell he was just as scared as you were and that was enough to make him shut up and listen to all you had to say.

“Shit Y/N, can you lower your voice? We have no clue at all who could ev—” Before he could even finish the whole sentence, the Head Professor cleared her throat. But your heads snapped in her direction and you gulped in fear at the thought of her overhearing the conversation.

Your heart fell to your stomach the moment she spoke, “Just the two I was looking for. I need you in my office right now.”

Your eyes went wide as you turned to look at Ethan, who already had his head turned in your direction. He nudged his head in the professor’s direction and you both followed her as she walked to her office but stayed a few steps behind.

“This is it, we’re going to jail,” You mumbled loud enough so only Ethan could hear. He hushed you and pulled you along when you stopped walking. People were looking at you as you passed by and that only made you feel worse. You loosened the tie around your neck and gulped.

“We are not going to jail unless you don’t pull it together. Now breathe and keep on walking. I’m not your fucking babysitter,” He whisper-yelled and quickened his pace. You sighed and did the same thing. It surely couldn’t be that bad, could it? You were probably just overreacting and the events of the night before had nothing to do with this impromptu meeting.

You kept those thoughts in mind as the professor opened the door to the small office and you took a seat on one of the two squeaky chairs. The room smelled clean in a comforting way and you let your shoulders relax as you played with your fingers nervously and looked around the place.

Her office had always been your favorite out of all the professors’. The place was always warm and during the mornings, you could hear coffee brewing in her old coffee machine in the corner of the room. There were books scattered everywhere and piled in a way that didn’t look messy but inviting. During your first weeks at the academy, when you still hadn’t made any friends, you’d go into her office and read while you sat curled up on the couch and enjoyed the warm and calm atmosphere of the place.

Things used to be so much easier back then and you had no clue how things could’ve changed so fast. Back then your relationship with Ethan was decent and you had no trouble with anyone or anything, now you were being threatened into being framed for murder and being sent to jail.

“You totally forgot about our meeting today, didn’t you?” She asked calmly as she poured coffee into one of her cups, filling the room with the delicious and strong scent. The professor pushed her long dark hair out of her face and straightened out her uniform before sitting down opposite to you, “You looked quite shocked. I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything important.”

Ethan sat there, speechless, just like you. But then realization hit you and you realized you were just being paranoid and stupid. She’d told you about this meeting weeks in advance. It was supposed to have something to do with your chance to get the sought-after 100% scholarship to study your career at The Oakes.

“Nothing important whatsoever,” You replied quickly and sat up straight as you placed both hands on your lap. Ethan copied your actions and tied up his long hair with the black elastic that had been on his wrist.

Your eyes followed the professor as she dumped a small spoonful of sugar and mixed it around with the dark liquid. You couldn’t help but notice her hand shaking as she poured the milk and even spilled a bit of it down the side of the cup.

She cursed under her breath and apologized as she got up to search for a napkin. With furrowed eyebrows, you shared a look with Ethan, who shrugged.

“I apologize. I’m afraid I’m quite distracted today, but let’s continue. Shall we?” She smiled sweetly and opened up one of the folders on her desk as she sat back down. She grabbed two papers from inside and placed one in front of each of you.

You picked it up and examined its content. It seemed to be some sort of permission slip, “So, as I’m sure you both know, our academy offers a program for all our brightest students that gives them the opportunity to continue their college studies with everything paid. You two are the people with the highest grades amongst the whole generation. The semester is—.”

Her words were interrupted by a few quick knocks on the door before a professor pushed it wide open. He couldn’t stop fidgeting with his hands and playing around with his tie as he spoke, “The council wants to have a meeting, professor.”

“I cannot do it right now, I’m—”

“They want to have it now.”

The professor turned to the two of you nervously and laughed awkwardly. She stood up from the chair after quickly pushing it back, “I’ll see you another day, okay? Meanwhile, please send a scan of that permission slip to your parents and have them sign it, as soon as possible.”

Once both professors were out of sight and had closed the door, leaving the two of you alone, Ethan spoke, “Something’s wrong.”

“No shit. Neither one could stop shaking. I say we go and try to listen to what the council members are saying,” You suggested and stood up, but he grabbed your arm and pulled you to sit back down.

“We need to go back to the oak tree first. Y/N, if this is all real and there’s something going on, we need to find that body before they do,” He said firmly. Both his tone and stare were serious and you could tell that there was no way in hell he’d take no for an answer. Instead of arguing, you agreed and walked out of the office right behind him, but then you paused as his words registered into your brain, “Why do we have to find it before them?”

He didn’t stop walking to respond, so with a groan you started to walk faster until you were right next to him, “You weren’t even attending the school when it happened,” Ethan began to talk under his breath, so quietly you could barely make out the words he was trying to say, “It was years ago so I cannot remember exactly how the story went. You can ask Thomas though, he has better memory than I do,”

“Either way, there was this boy who’d just gotten into college and during the secret society’s initiation, he was told to climb the highest tower at that campus but he slipped and fell like ten stories. Like I said, it was a secret society that neither the public nor the parents knew about. If the story of what had really happened got out it’d ruin the school and some of the most important students would’ve been sent to jail, so they twisted it to look like a suicide and got away with it. The only reason we know about it is because one of Will’s cousins, the duke, was involved in it all and Will told us all about it.”

“I refuse to believe that’s true. C’mon, it’s Will,” You laughed, “The same guy who convinced everyone in class that your family secretly ran part of the Italian mafia.”

Ethan only shrugged and stopped walking to knock on the door of the greenhouse. You’d left yours at your dorm that morning from how distracted you were, so you had to wait for Mr. Murphy to open up and let you through.

When he finally opened the door, his eyebrows shot up in surprise as he looked at the two of you in confusion, “What in God’s name has happened to get you two in the same place without fighting?” He mocked. You rolled your eyes and shook your head as a smile appeared on your face.

“I assure you, we can both be perfectly civil. Besides, it’s for a homework we need to do. And believe me it’s the last thing I want to be doing,” You lied and walked into the greenhouse with Ethan following behind, “Anyways, we’re gonna go to the lake to get some water and—”

“I’m afraid you cannot go out there,” He interrupted. You frowned at his words and tilted your head to the side.

“Why? Did something happen?”

“Nothing you should care about, kids. Just go to class, yeah? There’s someone coming and if you want to stay out of trouble you better leave before they arrive.”

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danny-chase · 4 years

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The Batfam as Tech Majors

AU where Alfred got tired of watching Bruce slap duct tape on the Batmobile and call it good, so he forced the children into college. He makes each of them complete an internship with Lucius in R and D so they have better knowledge of how the devices that their lives depend on work. Majors/minors/tropes under cut.

Dick:

Mechanical Engineering Major

He was in undeclared engineering for as long as possible

He settled on mechanical because it seemed the most broad

Plus he joined a car club, loved it, and there were a ton of MechE’s there

He ends up taking credit overloads most semesters because he always finds 1-3 random classes that he wants to take

Despite taking everything from advanced computer science classes (he somehow convinces even the most intense professors to let him into their classes) to hyper specific phycology classes, he doesn’t have any minors to show for it

He just gets bored with the subject after a couple classes

This gives him a bunch of random knowledge

When he talks to his younger siblings about classes, somehow he’s always managed to take at least one that they’re in, and offers advice.

He has the best RA stories. He most certainly did not need to be an RA. But the school was hurting for them and he thought it would be fun.

His residents loved him, but that didn’t stop them from playing beer pong in the common spaces at 3am.

He founds a circus arts club after his residents pull up information about his past and get overly excited about it

Specifically, he finds out they know about his past, because one of them decided it was a good idea to try and juggle knives, and because he’d prefer there not to be any additional bloodstains on the carpet he decides to start the club

He nearly graduated late because he forgot he needed to take specific classes for his major

Barbara:

Computer Science/Math duel Major

She’s a TA for Comp Sci 1, all the students fight to get her help because she’s amazing at spotting bugs and is super patient

Somehow she’s the president of 3 clubs and is on student senate

She’s the curve breaker

She gets homework assignments meant to take a week done the day they’re assigned

She and Dick went to a single party together, stayed for five minutes, decided it was too loud, and went to get ice cream

Along with her club, she’s in professional organizations, and is part of a women in STEM mentoring program

She started a petition to get more wheel chair ramps installed. Half the buildings are protected under some “historical grounds” bs that’s an excuse for not being accommodating

The petition didn’t go anywhere at first, but it was widely shared on social media and made the school look horrible, so they implemented some of her proposals

Jason:

Philosophy/Cognitive Science duel Major

He gets asked “There’s a philosophy major?” every time he has to do one of those stupid what’s your name and major icebreakers

Jason lives in the library

He’s fallen asleep in there at 3am after it gets locked up

He quotes philosophers at his siblings when they’re being annoying, and it effectively shuts them up, because he only quotes the most nonsensical arguments

He gets involved with the college’s community outreach program

He volunteers for a local robotics team

When people find out his majors, they’re genuinely confused, because he understands robotics really well

He lies his ass off about being really interested in it as a child

Dick convinced him to be an RA for a semester, and he almost had a heart attack

Someone choked in front of him on the first day

Despite seeming like a tough RA, he genuinely cared about his residents and had to quit because he was so stressed out that one of them would do something stupid and die

Cass:

Innovation/Design Major

She’s really observant, so she’s great at spotting flaws in infrastructure and coming up with ways to fix them

Spending time with Barbara made her realize the lack of systems designed with wheelchair users in mind

Her experience being illiterate and not knowing English has imprinted on her the need for signage that can be understood by anyone

She focuses on taking project based classes, where she can draw out her designs and build them, rather than figuring out the math behind them

She has patents for the inventions she created at WE

She was exempted from the “Alfred’s mandatory college degree program” but decided to go as a part time student for herself

It took her twice as long to graduate, and a lot of tutoring from her siblings, but she made it!

The family threw her an extra special party when she graduated - everyone else had minor celebratory dinners, but they went all out for Cass

There was not a dry eye at her graduation ceremony

Cass works part time with WE on and off as a designer after her first internship

She comes up with ideas during patrols, draws them and sends them to Lucius

Tim:

Computer Science Major with a minor in game design

He makes it to approximately 20% of his lectures

He nearly didn’t graduate on time because he put off his humanity courses for so long

He missed the actual ceremony, even though the family showed up

He starts all his assignments the day before they’re due

If at all possible he avoids groupwork and offers to do assignments by himself because he gives his teammates heart attacks when he starts his part the project at 3pm the day before it’s due

This leads to extremely frequent all-nighters

He always finds himself rewriting everyone else’s code to make it work more efficiently

This can, of course, cause some people to feel a little upset

Other students specifically seek him out as a teammate so they can half ass their parts

He participates in game jams when he has time, and got super into the hacking club

Against all odds, he joined a fraternity

Dick literally fell off a building when he found out

He makes up stories about partying for the heck of it, when in reality he and the guys just play Smash Bros together until 3am

He hasn’t seen anyone drink more than two beers, and he hasn’t tried alcohol there either

He joined on accident, he had just pulled an all-nighter and stumbled into a recruiting fair, he heard someone shouting about Mario Kart Double Dash, and bada bing bada boom, he agreed to rush because it involved being stuck in a room playing video games all weekend

Steph:

Civil Engineering Major with minors in Sustainability and STSS (Science, Technology, and Social Science)

She gets constantly shit on for being a civie

Every time she introduces herself someone mumbles “fake mechie” in the background

She and Jason complain about the disrespect together

She was genuinely shocked when Bruce offered to pay for her college tuition

She’d been planning on going and cutting costs any way possible

But Bruce took her aside when she was applying and offered to pay it all

She refused at first, but then money just appeared in her bank account, and what was she supposed to do, give it back?

She also participates in professional groups and is a member of SWE (Society of Women Engineers), and she mentors younger students

She ends up as class president by running a very successful social media meme campaign

She got and email saying she’d won and panicked because she had no idea what she was doing and was just having fun making memes

She ended up staying class president the entire time, and ended up getting really into it, and ended up with a pretty solid approval rating

She joined a sorority and had a blast

They worked with the local animal shelter, and she started bringing Damian along as well

Her sisters think he’s adorable and he secretly enjoys the attention

She gets her revenge on all the civil engineering haters by landing her dream job redesigning the poorer areas of Gotham to include more green spaces, increase affordable housing, and upgrading access to utilities

Duke:

Biochemisty Major with a minor in Neuroscience

Harper, Tim, Steph, and him are all in the same year

Tim convinces him to join the fraternity with him

He joins a variety of professional groups as well

He mentors other BIPOC, and joins NSBE (National Society of Black Engineers) and runs helps run professional development programs

But he’s also in like million other clubs that he does not put on his resume

He’s runs the college’s meme page club, is part of the Pokémon Go club, is on the competitive Overwatch team, consistently attends the anime club’s Dragon Ball Z watch parties, joins the Dance Dance Revolution club, and the list goes on and on

When Tim is awake, and Harper isn’t busy, they go with him, but both of them have too much inconsistencies in their schedule to join

He ends up meeting like half the campus

He unintentionally has become a god of networking

Unlike his siblings, he goes all the way for a doctorate

He researches Joker venom, determined to figure out a cure for his parents (in my HC, he eventually does)

He wins like every award imaginable for his groundbreaking research into venoms as he comes up with vaccines that save countless lives

He still works on the meme page, even after he graduates

Harper:

She somehow defies all odds and triple majors in Physics, Mechanical Engineering, and Electrical Engineering

She takes credit overload every semester, and gets credit for her internships at WE

She and Steph were roommates freshman year, and Steph swears that Harper never sleeps

She is the most wanted partner for every engineering project

She thrives in college, and lives off of coffee

She’s in the front row in every lecture

She doesn’t leave the lecture halls, she’s gotten locked in more than once after falling asleep

She had a heart attack the first time she saw students using the machine shop

Half the students weren’t wearing safety glasses, she counted three people wearing slides, the machines were rusted over, the soldering irons were all broken, and she nearly watched someone break their wrist using a power drill

She refuses to work there

Her secret to success is prioritizing - she absorbs the material like a sponge so if homework is only worth 5%, it isn’t getting done, and she’ll just cram before the exam

She almost joined Tim and Duke’s frat (it’s co-ed), but she didn’t have the time

They let her in without rushing senior year because Tim ended up as the boss, and he said so

Cullen:

I don’t know a ton about Cullen, but I feel like he would be a comp sci major

He comes in when Harper, Tim, Duke, and Steph are upperclassmen, and he joins all of Duke’s clubs

They have a million inside jokes

To the other siblings, it seems like the two have their own language

He also joins a club that mentors LGTBQ+ students at the local high school, and encourages them to pursue STEM careers if they’re interested

Jason recruits him as a mentor for the robotics team (he’s the lead mentor at this point) after some of the kids in his mentoring program mention him at a meeting and Jason is like O.O

He avoids parties at all costs, and ends up joining the frat as well

It’s all Duke’s fault he’s in a frat

He does however, meet some lovely boys in the frat

Damian:

Aerospace Engineering/Environmental Engineering dual Major with minors in sustainability and biology

He nearly riots when he’s presented with the college’s idea of a vegetarian/vegan meal

He manages to get out of the meal plan after that, and begins rallying students to push for better options that contain actual protein

He joins a community service club that works with the local animal shelter, and secretly joins the circus arts club (that’s thriving even without Dick there)

He learns how to sew blankets out of old clothes for the animals

He and Barbara are the only siblings to graduate with a 4.0, simply because they were the only one that took the time to actually do all the homework, and remembered to turn things in on time

He refuses to live in the dorms, and instead lives in one of their apartments nearby (once again somehow managing to complain to the college enough to get his housing waived)

He literally walked in once when visiting Duke, and immediately walked out, and resolved never to step near one again

He makes a total of three friends while at the school, both are in the animal shelter club

They exchange vegetarian/vegan recipes, and get together to cook

He decides to move off campus with them his junior year when they needed another roommate, and he won’t admit it to his siblings, but he had a ton of fun

He and his friend group may have joined an animal rights hacktivist group and may have helped orchestrate some major hacks

Poisson Ivy finds out and feeds him targets and information when they’re supposed to be fighting (she just walks back to Arkham if the others aren’t watching, and slips him a list at the end)

Bonus Bruce:

He cries at every graduation

He’s asked to make a speech at every graduation

He never does - it’s about his kids, not him

He single handedly is keeping the school from bankruptcy - not that any of his kids (other than probably Barbara) know

He sobbed for days after Cass graduated

He genuinely didn’t expect Dick or Tim to graduate

After Dick graduated, he wouldn’t let Bruce touch any of the equipment, and the rest of his kids followed suit

He isn’t actually bad at engineering, his education was just super informal, and hey duct tape works 95% of the time in his experience

The real reason Alfred was annoyed was because he refused to take the time to properly fix something if someone was in danger, and then he’d forget that he’d just used duct tape to patch something

But now since no one lets him touch anything, he’s genuinely lost a lot of the knowledge

But in a pinch, he can fix stuff

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dramaqueeenamby · 4 years

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WAP • Steve R. & Thor O.

A/N: Smut. No plot at all. Just smut. THIS IS A ONESHOT.

Warnings: SMUT. 18+. Threesome. Double penetration. Oral (male and female both receiving and giving). Cum kink?. Light choking. Very light dom theme.

Words: 3.4K

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You wanted to fuck Steve.

But you also wanted to fuck Thor.

It was a problem, a persistent desire that lapped at you even while doing the most mundane tasks such as sitting in on a teleconference meeting with either of them. They spoke politics. You thought dirty.

It was the textbook definition of unprofessional, but damnit, you wanted what you wanted, and you wanted them both.

Separately, of course.

Or maybe at the same time.

The thought sent chills up your spine and throughout your core.

The infatuation began the first day you accepted the job as Stark’s assistant. And that was another thing, your desire initially geared toward Tony. Maybe it was the wife and kid that obliterated the flame. You couldn’t do that to a family man no matter how badly you wanted to literally do the family man.

Some things, some people, were just off limits.

Stark was one of them.

And so, you’d accepted your position as his assistant and became okay with the fact that it was the only position the retired playboy could put you in.

Perhaps that was what did it. You’d never liked not having someone to play with.

And here walked in Stars and Stripes, himself. For a fossil, he played the role of everyday Jake quite well.

There were tiny telltale signs, however, that he was truly the right man living in the wrong time.

For one, his damn wardrobe. Slacks and a button up shirt. That was all you ever saw him in. Goddamnit, the man was in desperate need of some jeans or even better—gray sweats.

And his hair, it was always slicked back. You could always imagine him standing in the mirror of his one-bedroom apartment, making sure it looked presentable.

No one gave a damn about that anymore.

You just wanted to reach up and mess it for him half the time or grab onto it as he ate you out from off the copy machine, but you digressed.

And his speech, so proper, so focused on the semantics. Two things he never did: contractions, profanity, and you.

Okay, so that was three, but your prayer was to get it to two!

Or was it to nail two of them?

That brought you to Thor.

That smug, son of a bitch.

You wanted to slap that smirk off his face at least once a day and smother his face at least once every half hour. A good balance, if you could say so yourself.

You knew his dick was big. You just knew it. So was Steve. It’s just you weren’t sure if Born In the USA remembered how to use it. That wasn’t a concern with Thor. You saw how he eyed some of the interns and trainees. Hell, even Natasha before she promptly put him in his place.

That selfish bitch.

You’d give anything to have him put you in your place.

Right on top of his dick.

And it wasn’t like you were enduring a dick famine. You had several men on rotation, but they were all so boring. There was no spark there, anymore. Half the time, you had to do all of the work anyhow, and that just simply wasn’t fair.

You deserved better.

You deserved the Dream Dick Team.

“Scan these in for me.” Stark dropped a stack of paperwork onto your desk with his left hand while reading over another massive pile in his right. “Thanks, kid.”

You reached over, grabbing it already knowing that I had to be separated and sorted as well. Stark’s method of organization didn’t exactly correspond with the systems that the company used, but it did help to eat up time, so there was that.

“I do have a name, you know.”

“I know. It’s kid.” He called out, disappearing down the hall, oblivious to the middle finger you flashed his way.

“I saw that.”

Or maybe not.

“Sorry, boss.”

You didn’t actually mean it. One of the benefits of working for Stark, sans the much-needed medical coverage, was that the line between professionalism and unprofessionalism was pretty damn blurred. And no one smudged that line more than Stark. He was a fun boss, which made you inclined to believe he was equally as fun in the sheets, not that you would ever get to find out.

Your huff was laced with disappointment and frustration.

All of the good ones really were taken. Or too damn polite to choke you and spit in your mouth. Or from another fucking planet with an abundance of readily available alien pussy.

A tiny gasp emitted as you shuffled through the paperwork. What if they had multiple genitalia or some shit? The thought nearly brought tears to your eyes. Double penetration. Double the pleasure. Double the fun. And fuck forever—ever ever.

This was so damn cruel. The universe clearly didn’t want to see you and your four holes happy, and you were sick and tired of the ardent disrespect.

“Greetings, Y/N.”

Goddamn that fucking greeting bullshit. Unless it was a greeting between your mouth and his dick, you didn’t want to hear it.

“Captain. Thor.” You nodded to each of them, respectively, fully aware of the discomfort that stemmed from Steve.

“I’ve told you, Y/N. Steve is just fine.”

“How about daddy?”

Okay. So, a couple of things could happen in that moment. You could slide back in your chair with wheels and knock your head into the desk until you were unconscious. You could roll back in that chair with wheels, and sprint like you stole something. Or, you could play dumb and pretend what you just said wasn’t really what you just said.

All seemed viable options, really, and you were leaning more toward the sprinting.

But then something happened, something completely horrible and disgusting and despicable and just vile.

He laughed.

The motherfucker laughed.

You.....what?

And then, he made it even worse.

“Sure, why not.”

You pushed your braids behind your ears. Maybe your hearing was off. Yeah, that was it. You were way overdo for an appointment with the ENT doctor, anyway.

“Excuse me?”

This time, Thor spoke. “He’s been waiting some time, Lady Y/N. For you to say that. We both have.”

Your eyes darted from side to side. “What?”

Steve stuffed his hands in his slacks and shrugged. “It’s true, but we knew you’d finally say something when you were ready.”

“Say what?”

Steve spoke so plainly, so calmly, so unlike everything that you were currently feeling. “That you want us to fuck you.”

Sweet, Black Baby Jesus. It’d finally happened. The world had gone to hell in a handbasket.

That was literally the only explanation for not only what was just said, but for what followed what was just said.

“So, come on.”

You struggled but managed a response. “C-come where.”

“Hmm. Preferably, all over that pretty face of yours.”

“Or the pretty lips.”

But, for now, with us.”

You know those moments where all you can do is say what in the actual fuck is life? Well, that statement was made for moments like this. Kelly Clarkson was definitely onto something.

“Y/N.” You jumped in your seat when you realized that he was merely inches away from your face, fists into the desk. “We won’t ask again.”

The sensible thing to do was to continue to probe to figure out just what level of hell this was. Dante should have showed up at any minute. But what did your dumbass do? You slid back in your chair with wheels, stood, and allowed the two men you considered bosses to lead you down the hall, into the elevator, and into the same conference room where you often patiently sat and waited to the side for Stark to finish.

And unfortunately, it was never on you.

Except, this time, you weren’t in the corner, you were on the table, courtesy of Thor picking you up and placing you down as if you were a lightweight.

He stepped back and stood beside Steve while you just looked like any meme from the mid to late 2000’s, still 100% confused as to what in Beyonce’s name was going on.

“Where do we start with you?” Steve spoke to himself, or maybe Thor too, your brain was too foggy to pay too much attention to where or who his words were directed.

“Take your clothes off. Everything.”

Like the dumbass bitch you are, you looked from side to side and pointed to yourself. “Me?”

Wrong move, Dory.

With inhuman speed, Thor stood in front of you, hand around your throat. His grip was loose but firm, so much so that your thighs pushed together. God, you wanted him to squeeze tighter.

“Now.”

And just like that, he was back next to Steve. You wasted no time in following orders this time around. You couldn’t unbutton your blouse fast enough, tossing it to the floor. Every other piece of clothing that covered your body followed suit until you were completely nude, back sitting on the table, legs pressed together.

Well, initially.

The silence was making you uncomfortable. You craved some type of communication. Contact would be even better. And the way they were just looking at you, it didn’t help.

Gradually, your legs parted, revealing your bare pussy. God, you were grateful you kept that wax appointment. It didn’t miss you how Thor’s brow quipped, and Steve’s jaw twitched.

A small smile played on your face as you innocently asked. “What?”

Okay, so maybe it wasn’t so innocent, but time was of the essence, and you needed your essence to be spilling from here to the 98th floor sooner rather than later.

“She mocks us.”

“It seems so.”

Holy fuck, this was getting to be fun. You’d hooked their attention, now you just had to reel it in. Your right hand seemed to sense the pending activities and wanted to get a jump. Slowly lifting from its firmly planted spot on the table, your hand moved to your full breast, down your stomach folds, over your fupa, and bow chika wow wow.

You chewed on your bottom lip when you felt your kitty. She was already leaking dew.

“Fuck yourself.”

Two words. One task. Mission: accepted.

You went to work, your three middle fingers working in perfect synchronization, tending to your sensitive and neglected bud. God, you’d masturbated in the shower just this morning, but this felt so different. Probably because of the two men who stood before you. Speaking of, you opened your eyes and grinned wryly at their reactions.

They were pissed, and that only caused a loud moan to leave your mouth as you slapped your own cunt, loving the sound it made because of the slickness.

“I’m so fucking wet.” You played around with your wetness, lifting your hand and sticking your fingers in your mouth, licking each digit one by one, dropping your hand to your breast and playing with your nipples. “Oh my fucking God.”

You were gradually making yourself a sticky mess, not to mention, the mess you’d made all over the table, but you gave not a single fuck. The only fuck, fucks, you gave were about the two men who stood before you.

Returning your hand to your throbbing pussy, you laid back on the table so that you could reach deeper, plunging your fingers inside, milking yourself. Every so often, you’d remove your fingers and spread your juice all over your vaginal area. Call it a kink, but you loved the feeling of cum all over your body. Yours. His. Anyone’s. It was just a serious thrill for you.

“Fuck!” You shouted just as you started to feel the familiar intensity brewing in the pit of your stomach because your ankles were grabbed, harshly yanking you down off the table. Your feet never touched the ground, however, because you were laid on your stomach over the arms of a wheely chair.

Seconds later, your hips were lifted, your ass perked up in the air.

“I think she’s ready for us, don’t you, Thor?” You whined. You could feel Steve’s cool breath on your pussy. He had to be centimeters away from fulfilling ½ of your dream fucking, and yet was insisting on this tantalizing yet frustrating wait.

“Would you just eat my fucking pussy alr--” You shouted as he silenced your protest with obedience. Holy fucking hell, if you could, you would have screamed so loud that all of Manhattan could hear you. He lapped and sucked with an insatiable hunger, booty jerking around but only momentarily as he brought his hands to your hips to hold you still while he feasted.

You dropped your head only to have it yanked up by Thor grabbing a fistful of your braids and forcing you to look at him.

“Such a pretty mouth.” Your eyes almost bugged out of your fucking head when you saw his massive dick, hard and dripping with cum, just hanging in front of you. You were already salivating in anticipation when he used his thumb to part your full lips. “We shall see if you can use it to please your king.”

Without even so much as a warning, he forced your mouth open with his thick fingers and forced your jaw to its absolute max as he stuffed his even thicker dick in your mouth, You immediately felt him stabbing the back of your throat, and the sensation brought tears to your eyes and butterflies to your stomach.

He didn’t have you too shook though because you immediately went to slurping and deepthroating, bracing your elbows on the arms of the chair while holding onto his hips to stabilize you.

Thor’s head went to the top of your head, taking a fistful of your braids. You peaked up over your eyelids to see his head tilted back, eyes closed, mouth tensed. You were so proud of yourself that you took another inch, practically gagging as tears continued to spill from your eyes. The tears a combination of how stuffed you felt, orally, and from the oral pleasure America’s finest was causing down below.

God, who would have thought the fossil could eat pussy so well?

Thor had started face fucking you, the intensity of the thrusts of his hips into your mouth causing the chair to slide back and forth. Still, Steve’s mouth stayed attached to your pussy, and by now, your entire lower half was a stick hot mess.

And you fucking loved it.

It was enough to make you cum. Again, that was.

Even as Steve made you cum, Thor refused to allow you the room to breathe. This caused an intensity in your tears. It was so blissfully overwhelming. You hadn’t a clue what you’d done to deserve this, but goddamnit were you relieved.

Hell wasn’t so bad after all, and if Dante wanted to join in, the more, the merrier.

You moaned, mouthful of Thor, when Steve pulled out only for your ears and ass to perk up when you felt something thick and hot against your ass. “Such a sweet pussy.”

“Is she?”

“Absolutely,” Steve grunted, reaffirming his grasp on your hips. “Now to feel you around my dick.”

Impaled. Stuffed. Exploding. Those were all words that only halfheartedly described how you felt. You didn’t have to see Steve to know that he was big in girth and long in length, I.e. the perfect combination. He was so deep inside of you, hips repeatedly and firmly clashing into yours, driving his dick deeper and deeper into you.

By now, Thor had also freed your mouth and allowed your jaw a respite, but not before emptying all over your face. Your pussy clenched against Steve as you excitedly allowed your tongue to travel as much of your mouth as you could, sucking in Thor’s cum. It was simply majestic, as was he, as was this entire fucking, well, fucking.

Your moans and screams echoed and bounced off every wall, surely reverberating down the hall and across the various floors. You gave absolutely zero fucks. All of New York could hear you for all you cared.

Thor continued to jerk off in front of you, still very much hard even after splattering you with his cum.

What a God.

As expected, Steve made you cum several times, squirting the last time, the first time you’d ever done so. It was more than you could have ever asked for. And yet, it truly was the gift that kept on giving.

After completely filling you with him cum, Steve pulled out of you, making sure to use his fingers to smear the cum that leaked all over your pussy lips.

Seconds later, they switched, Thor was behind you, Steve in front of you. However, Thor quickly flipped you over so that you were on you back and stood between your spread and tacky thighs.

“Do you think you can take me, little one?” He asked mockingly, fingers playing with the cum on your stomach. You nodded furiously, only to feel your jaw grabbed and head craned back.

Steve’s bulbous head tapped against your lips. You opened eagerly, downing him at the same moment Thor slammed into you. If not for them steadying you, you would have jumped right off that chair. Steve was big, but Thor was massive and curved. A curved dick was your dream come true.

Actually, being dually fucked by a God and Captain America yourself was your dream, and now, a reality.

What an afterlife.

The both took you, front and back, roughly. You were being whisked back and forth like a rag doll, your titties flopping all over the place. Whiplash was most definitely a concern as well as the inability to walk tomorrow, or ever, but really, what a better way to be rendered incapacitated?

I mean, Steve was literally beating on the little dangly thang that swing in the back of your throat, and had you been able to look down, you could almost bet you could see Thor in your fucking stomach. He was just that deep.

This was the hill you would die on, and you couldn’t be happier.

Your face was damp from persistent tears and tacky from slowly drying cum, a layer of light sweat soaking you from head to toe, and you knew that your edges were shot, but none of that mattered, especially when Thor pulled out and started to eat you out, your thighs clamped around his head, trapping him. He could stay there forever. They both could.

Unfortunately, all god things must come to a respite, or whatever the fairy tales said.

After cumming at least 87.5 times, they both freed your beaten and thoroughly used mouth and vagina. There was so much cum, it was splattered all over your pelvis, dripping onto the floor. You’d never been so stuffed. Literally.

“Are you okay?”

Thor asked, or maybe Steve. You were too physically exhausted to pay that much attention, your eyes fluttering shut. “Fucking divine.”

“Excuse me?”

Your eyes shot open and you were met with puzzled expressions from both Thor and Steve.

You looked around, you were seated in your desk, hair still intact, fully clothed, edges still laid. You paused.

What the fuck?

“Are you sure you’re alright, darling?” Steve’s concerned voice broke your stunned trance. This....this couldn't be happening. No fucking way. You did not just dream all that. It wasn’t possible. It was too damn real.

And yet....

You felt at your face. It was moisturized, but with CeraVe. Not CeraCum.

“It was a fantasy....” You whispered to yourself, holding back tears. “None of it was real.”

“Would you like us to talk to Stark about allowing you to get off earlier?”

Your eyes widened. “But, I already did,” you all but whined.

Thor whispered to Steve. “Is this what you Midgardians call a psychotic break?”

This was cruel, beyond cruel, sinfully wicked. You had no words. Thor and Steve watched as you whined while gathering your shit. You didn't even bother clocking out or shutting off the computer. You just had to get out of there and fast.

You said not a word to either men as you stumped off completely done with the day, and, well, life.

It wasn’t until you entered the elevator that both men chuckled.

“This is going to be fun.”

“No, she is.”

Steve and Thor chuckled, anticipation for the next time already brewing.

#Steve Rogers x reader #cpatain america x reader #thor x reader #thor odinson x reader #steve rogers smut #captain america smut #marvel fanficiton #fic: wap

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cruddyborderlandstheories · 3 years

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I like the implication that, in what is basically Gearbox's own Bl3 AU, Tyreen respects Amara more than she respects her own twin brother. Like. For some reason Tyreen suddenly values the loyalty of a single cultist (those things she eats and views as disposable) more than gaining another set of Siren powers and ascending further to Godhood. It's really funny to me

She absorbs her brother and steals Lilith's powers and attempts to absorb the Destroyer in order to become a God, but no she draws the line at Amara because Amara had [checks notes] "loyalty and usefulness on the battlefield". Sorry, didn't realize those were things Tyreen values given she bleeds a shitton of her loyal battle forces dry like she's sucking down smoothies, but yeah OK.

Like. I KNOW. That this is just for the new body customizations. I GET IT. I know they needed to write up SOMETHING. but God damn it this made me laugh so hard like. They did the main story again. They did it fuckin AGAIN and they did it WORSE.

Because yeah in the actual game Amara is on our team and we can just kinda half hand-wave away the twins not going for her powers as a sort of "oh they never saw an opportunity they didn't wanna risk their plans" (totally ignoring Jakobs Manor with Troy because if you play as Amara, uh, Troy's got some self esteem issues picking monologuing over obtaining more siren powers given we know he can absorb the people in his phaselock cuz he does it to Tyreen) but now AMARA IS LITERALLY IN THE CULT, ON THEIR TEAM. If her loyalty is that goddamn notable that she becomes a holy avatar of Tyreen maybe just be like "hey, wanna do something cool for ur God Queen? Lemme have your powers to get to the Great Vault and you'll stand next to me when I open it". Boom loyal cultist has been SUCKERED into giving up her powers FOR FREE. And if Amara would've been like "oh hell no" and left after Tyreen asked for her powers why is Amara okay with Tyreen and Troy stealing OTHER Sirens powers. Not to mention that Tyreen would not even need to ask for the powers, just sneak up behind Amara n take them, it's not like she'd be on guard 24/7 because she joined the CoV OF HER OWN VOLITION.

But nah we just uh let her keep her powers because um. She's loyal and strong. Like all of our other cultists. Yeahhhh. LMAO. Ah God. It's so bad. The others aren't great either (Zane swaps from trying to hide in the CoV to being a bandit leader solely because his relatives were bandit leaders like can I get a yikes from all my siblings with shitty relatives), but Amara's really got to me as I was thinking it through.

The other 3 don't need 'divine intervention' from the twins when they join the cult so they can slip under their radar, but Amara definitely fucking does as a God damn SIREN and that's where it went wrong. Like, again, I know it's just so we can have these new cosmetics and shouldn't be taken that seriously but ahhhhh it's so laughable fhhagshdkdhhfk like yeah you'll be our... Uh... holy... avatar..? Yeah sure that. You'll survive if you stay with us, Siren [wink wink]

They could've just said something like 'the twins are letting Amara keep her powers for now to lull her into a false sense of security until they need/yoink them later' or some shit and idve been like oh sick boom case closed this cosmetic is just from before they take them. But instead they say Tyreen allows Amara to keep her powers because she's loyal and good at fighting. Bitch you'd be good at fighting too if you took Amara's powers and added them to your own set.

In fact now I'm just disappointed we never heard of Tyreen or Troy when they had their powers going down with the masses of cultists to fight. No vlog footage of them livestreaming combat from their perspective like Maya does in a video call from Athenas.

It kinda makes them seem like they can't do anything by themselves (all we see them do is sneakily steal vault monsters after we do all the hard work, kill Maya completely by accident and intimidate a 12 year old, surprise attack us but only to monologue and get shot by an old man they can't even catch, then sneakily yoink Tannis. I guess they also steal Lilith's powers at the start of the game but that's... Well it's Lilith, the queen of shitty decisions who 100% could have teleported with the Vault Map instead of fighting, and the twins still had the element of surprise on their side to get the upper hand) which really undermines the whole thing they're trying to build up with Sirens being stupid powerful and them being the Main Villains of a shooter video game.

At least with Jack we were told up front that he was a coward and wouldn't fight fair or directly if he could help it by angel herself. The start of the game he tries to blow us up on a train with a cocky sign, not fight us head on. Meanwhile the twins are all like "nooo we're unkillable gods" and everyone we meet is like "noooo they're terrifying cult leaders" and they go after Lilith to take her powers by surprising her with Troy being a Siren (?) and then we don't ever see them actually, really FIGHTING again until their final boss fights where we kill them. Making it come across like they probably only ever got lucky in combat instead of using their skill sets.

They don't even have to be on the battlefield when the VHs are fighting, but imagine calling ahead to another planet and instead of seeing yet another bunch of nameless cultists killing people, you saw Tyreen and Troy doing their own thing with their Siren abilities while the CoV took care of stragglers. Literally anything to make them feel intimidating instead of noise machines. Like damn. Imagine if they showed Troy doing his orb sword rock attacks in-game to kill a bunch of civilians with guns before we fought him. Or wait was him actually getting that power cut along with the explanation for the Vault of the Architects 😩

Idk I'd like to imagine instead of their shitty meme videos that play on repeat on eden-6 even though they're both dead god damn it turn the fucking videos OFF there are compilations of kills by Tyreen having both Phaseleech and Phasewalk on the battlefield. Troy with Phaselock executing people with his giant sword while cultists cheer him on while swarming other people. Let them have mlg pro sound effects and editing and shitty dubstep if you must BUT AT LEAST WE'D HAVE REASON TO BE LIKE "oh shit, we're about to fight these guys how will we survive against those attacks" instead of "oh, finally, I get to shut them the hell up". It'd be terrifying, but so cool to see and would really build up the boss fights at the end of the game in general. Especially Tyreen's, seeing all her sweet Abilities and combos, teleporting behind people and insta killing them anime style, maybe gaining new ones by combining Phaseleech and Phasewalk together into some twisted amalgamation of powers. Wow. That'd be great.

[remembers the disappointment of Tyreen the Destroyer and her not even absorbing thrown grenades to kill us with them as she previously showed she was 100% capable of that] sigh. [wipes it from his memories] like it's so sad Tyreen just spontaneously combusts at the end of Bl3, imagine the awesomeness of fighting a Siren with 2 sets of siren powers at once who then, out of desperation in the final phase of her fight, absorbs a space abomination and becomes one herself because she's not giving up her dream that easily. Wow.

I'm rambling now lol. This whole "Amara is definitely still a Siren but don't think about it" situation just makes me laugh and I wanted to talk about it because it's borderlands why else. Just imagining Amara showing up immediately after Tyreen takes Lilith's powers and Tyreen going like "yup not taking those powers she's chill I like her" and then turning around and absorbing her brother instead is just. Comedic gold.

#No but fr bro WHAT #Tyreen would have sniped those powers as soon as they appeared and she had a clean shot #She `fights` Lilith for hers and it was more of a beat down but she GOES FOR THEM *knowing* that Lilith was the Firehawk (strong)#Imagine if Amara joined the cult and was completely chill around Tyreen she'd go for those powers in an instant like. HELLO #Godhood is calling my good b!tch!!!#It took me 2 days to read this because I genuinely dislike these customizations solely bc the VHs as characters would NEVER #I can see them not becoming VHs #Understandable. But joining the CoV? Nah Im drawing the gatdam line #Borderlands #Borderlands 3 #Cruddy rambles

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، ミドルブ ✧ ロッカー 🌱 𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿 ...

︴𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗔 𝗞𝗘𝗜 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

you had to convince him to sit down and play with you

he never got the hype

but he’s a sucker for you so he said he’ll only try it “for a few minutes”

you two ended up playing for 4 hours

you had to explain a lot of things to him

guess who fought off the mobs when night fell? hint: it was you.

he probably accidentally hit you a lot when trying to play

wants to start a new world whenever he dies

when you finally manage to establish a base, you literally sigh because it took soooo long

tsuki basically turned vanilla minecraft into educational edition

⇩ ⇩ ⇩

"if you build eight units that way, and I build six units that way— ”

“units??? tsuki you can just call them blocks.”

“yeah, yeah whatever,” tsukishima waved you off from where he sat at his bedroom desk.

so you two went through with tsukishima’s plan and finally, you had a shelter. you let out a breath of relief and allowed yourself to fall back onto his bed before gluing your eyes back to your phone screen. you placed down some torches, a crafting table, a furnace, some chests–the base essentials. when it came to the beds (you had both of your beds because you didn’t trust tsukishima’s in his inventory since he died so much), you placed them right next to each other.

you laughed to yourself at your witty sense of humor. tsukishima suspiciously side-glanced at you and you put your phone down temporarily to touch your two pointer fingers together.

“what if we keep our minecraft beds next to each other? ah hah hah, jkjk... unless?”

tsukishima just gave you a look, definitely a judging look, “what are you doing?”

dejected, you immediately sighed and dropped your hands, sulking that he didn’t get your reference as you picked your phone back up, “you’ll get it soon enough.”

“okay...?”

you both put your characters to sleep, with you still being giddy in your head that your minecraft beds were still next to each other.

“ugh, finally. i think I'm done for today, too,” says tsukishima. he sets down his phone and stretches.

“do you want to play again tomorrow?” you quickly ask.

“tomorrow? again?”

“well, yes... please?”

‘curse you and your cute pouty face,’ he thinks to himself as you try to persuade him with your bottom lip jutted out.

“... fine, but change the setting so that those blocky enemies stop bothering us.”

︴𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗔 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗬𝗢 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

will gladly play minecraft with you!

he’s definitely played with tanaka and noya before, so you’re all set to start playing the rest of the day away!

his inventory end up so messy it takes a moment to find whatever he’s looking for

like, have you ever seen that one meme of that horrendous hotbar? yeah that kind of vibe

sometimes he forgets to make his character eat something until he’s literally losing HP

“wait what? what’s hitting me? y/n is that you? there’s no enemies around...”

“what’s your hunger bar at?”

“... oh, hehe”

other than that, you work together as a great team

he’s not that bad at combat, he’ll make sure yall have enough food and resources...

mining though,,,, yeah good luck

the ambience sounds scare him sometimes

you know, the sounds that go ‘eeEEEOUUH’

if he hears any rattling of bones, undead groans, or hisses of a green ticking bomb ready to go off rIGHT AROUND THE CORNER—

he’s running to find wherever your character is right away to feel safer

but after all the effort, you two get so excited about finding diamonds! omg the cutest bonding moment ever

⇩ ⇩ ⇩

“maybe we’re not deep enough,” you sigh.

“but there’s lava? aren’t diamonds usually near lava?” hinata sighs back.

the search for diamods is nearing a real-world hour yet both of you are still empty-handed. you branch off to a little molten orange puddle and start mining around its perimeter. alas, still nothi—

“Y/N! COME HERE COME HERE I THINK I FOUND ONE!” hinata yells and your character immediately darts to find his.

you move the screen’s line of vision and then you see it: that gorgeous diamond blue, with hinata’s character jumping for joy beside it.

finding diamonds in this game never gets old.

“AHHH!! SHOYO WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? MINE IT!” you yell back. the smiles on your faces grow bigger and bigger for every blue gem hinata manages to get from the small bunch of blocks in the cave wall.

“eight! i got eight!” he announces.

you clutch your phone in your hands, satisfaction running through your veins, “that’s enough for a sword for the both of us! and a pickaxe!”

the both of you put down your phones for a moment to give each other a high five. it was a solid high five, too— you two were feeling ecstatic!

“do you think there’s more around here?” you ask. your voice resonated pure delight and excitement and hinata’s response reciprocated nothing but.

“maybe! let’s go find out!”

︴𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗕𝗔 𝗟𝗘𝗩 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

he’s played a couple of times, but the times he played his “friends” just griefed his world to death

can we get an F in the chat

but lev trusts you, and he finds minecraft genuinely entertaining besides the fact, so yes, he will play with you

he makes you stop and look at how pretty minecraft’s sunsets and sunrises and basically the whole environment is

you two name all of your animals

“who should i shear? willy or maria?”

“greggory hasn’t been sheared for a few days, maybe he feels left out :(((”

“you’re right maybe he does :(((”

he’ll laugh like so much when you two get out of a fight with a skeleton so the arrows all over you are sticking out and “they make you look like a porcupine!!”

frames all “firsts” i.e. first notch apple, first diamond, first emerald, first enderpearl rest in peace all the cows that get killed to make those item frames

wasn’t really aware of the nether or the end so he’s very excited to make it there with you!

very helpful 2nd player and you two get there in no time!

but whenever you get there, the atmospheres of the nether and the end catch him off guard since the overworld is so like.... chill

then it’s like you get there, and a ghast is over here like ‘scrREEEEEEEEE’

you both know you’ve got each other’s backs though!

⇩ ⇩ ⇩

you two stare at the activated end portal in front of you, lava bubling beneath it, equipped to the brim. you always wondered why that lava was there.

“okay, ready?” you ask lev. you look up and he gives you a determined nod.

“let’s go wreck that ender dragon!”

and with that, you two jump in and your screens say the terrain is being loaded. then there you are, in the end—a snotty beige island of rock in the middle of a purple void.

“cool, huh?” you ask lev, but his eyes are only wide and focused on the screen. it was a whole new world to him. literally.

you go through the normal end procedure, finding your way to where all the enderman are walking around. it takes a little while but soon you’re surrounded in a crowd of the lanky mobs.

“THERE’S SO MANY OF THEM?” screams lev, who has only seen a few in the course you two have been playing that night.

“because this is their home, lev—”

“WHY ARE THEY ALL SO TALL,” he shrieks.

you can’t help but snicker, “now you know what it feels like hanging around you—”

suddenly, you hear the roar.

︴𝗞𝗨𝗥𝗢 𝗧𝗘𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗢 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

kenma first got him to play minecraft yeaaaars ago, no surprise there

when he plays now, he’s usually on servers a lot

if you ask to play minecraft with him he’d probably suggest going onto a server like hypixel or the hive first and foremost

if you also like playing on servers, you’ll soon find out he’s a pvp king ahh scary

i’ll be damned if he doesn’t have those og minecraft pro gamer boy skins– you know the ones, you know what i’m talking about, i know you do

but, if you just want to make a world with him, first he’ll be so soft inside thinking about you two having a minecraft world all of your own

second, he’ll yell “OF COURSE Y/N!”

he tries really hard to tame cats if you ever come by them and gets super happy when he succeeds

he probably will tame a horse and dog too tho but that’s not relevant at the moment–

prefers strip mining than going through cave systems

calls gold “butter” he was a skydoesminecraft fan i’m convinced he was

ends up finding emerald before diamonds and you both get completely perplexed on how or why

hates silverfish with every fiber of his being

⇩ ⇩ ⇩

“GODDAMMIT!” kuro yells as silverfish slithered and spread out from the stone black he had just broken.

“what? what happened?” you ask him, your eyes not leaving your screen. you run your character through the winding stronghold you two have stumbled upon in the last hour of strip mining.

and then you see them: silverfish.

“AH!” you yelp as before you know it, the little things are going after you, too.

you and kuro start aggressively tapping your screens trying to get rid of the small pests on-screen, annoyingly hissing and wiggling around. there was much at stake, since your spawn point was god knows how far and kuroo had some precious diamonds and emeralds in his inventory. you were sure you wouldn’t be able to save it all either, having some pretty good loot already filling up your own inventory.

with only a few hearts left each, all the silverfish manage to be killed, rising up into the air as puffs of pixelated smoke.

“that was,” you sigh with a low laugh, “thrilling.”

“why are those things even in the game? all they’re good at is being annoying anyway,” kuro shakes his head grumbles while healing up his HP. you’re pretty sure he doesn’t realize it, but he’s cutely pouting as he makes his character drink a potion of healing. he’s acting like a little kid.

“okay, mister. after you’re done with your little hissy fit, let’s head back up to the surface!”

︴𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗢 𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

will he play minecraft with you?

is that even a question? YES

warning though, he isn’t against griefing

but he likes you, so you get a pass

but don’t be suprised if you find the gate to your sheep pen “accidentally” left open, or your crops “happen to” get trampled over

he doesn’t spare you his little troublemaking antics

but you like him, so he gets a pass

ok but his favorite wood is aca— sorry, acaci— guys i can’t even say it—

his favorite wood is ac*cia because “y/n, it matches my hair!”

i mean the man’s not wrong there, but still,

“no”

he prefers having donkeys as his steed instead of horses

he builds little novelties and small machines around your base, like cobblestone generators

or a minecart with a sheep in it that goes around a neverending track next to the nether portal

but the details aren’t all that important to discuss, right?

⇩ ⇩ ⇩

“tendo, why is there a horse bouncing up and down from that fence post in the air?” you ask. your character is standing still in front of the contraption, just looking up at the... thing. just, staring.

shortly, satori has his character join you and he stifles a little laugh, finding what he made a few minutes ago as funny as when he left it.

“oh, y’know. because it’s forever just bouncing around there like that,” he shrugs.

“did you seriously have us get a lead for that?”

“of course i did.”

“did you really have to put it there?”

“yeah—”

“OVER A LAKE?”

، セッ ✧ ター 🌱 𝘀𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 ...

︴𝗦𝗨𝗚𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗔 𝗞𝗢𝗦𝗛𝗜 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

he hasn’t been able to play minecraft for a while, so he gladly installs it on his phone to play with you.

doesn’t like using violence that much, even if for mobs and bosses

with this mindset, it means he always goes mining immediately in a new world so he can find iron for shears.

he doesn’t want to kill any sheep to make you two beds in order to sleep through the mob-filled night.

the base he ends up building for the two of you is cute and has literal 8-bit cottage core vibes with the all game’s flowers planted around the place

he thinks the flowers that have come with the newer updates are fascinating and on top of that, spawn was in the middle of a flower forest

he got caught off guard by the bees though

“they put in bees but there still isn’t a cave update?”

makes a farm so you two don’t have to kill animals for food

if you get a brewing stand, he is full-on the potion and builder type player

replants the crops he harvests from villager farms if you happen to cross by one earlier on in-game

if it comes down to it, he will not hesitate fighting off the mobs for you

also will not hesitate to drop some food for you if you forgot to bring enough

very chill minecraft session, arguably one of the best kinds of minecraft sessions!

⇩ ⇩ ⇩

you two are comfortably lounging on the couch opposite of each other. you can barely sit still from the excitement of getting to play the best game ever your favorite game with sugawara.

“y/n, i’ve played a few times, but i’m far from what’s probably considered ‘good’,” sugawara admitted as you loaded up the world.

“suga, minecraft with you will be fine whether we’re playing like pros or beginners!” you reassure him.

“i guess,” he replies with a shy smile, “you might have to teach me the ropes of the newer things, though.”

“of course i will!” you almost shout back, very determined to have good-hearted fun with suga with nothing but good vibes.

the world finally generates on your screen and you’re in the middle of a bunch of flowers. you could never deny that although it was just pixels, it was truly so very pretty. besides that, your eyes were locked onto your phone, anticipating sugawara arrival. you’re pleased to see his character pop into the environment.

“okay! let’s get some wood, then we can start mining!” you say, uncontrollably smiling up at sugawara. he smiles back and soon you two fall into a comfortable silence as you gather resources.

after a few minutes, you see his character run up to yours. confused, you stop moving your character but then a flower of the valley is dropped in between your characters. you can’t help but ‘awwwe’ out loud and sugawara lightly laughs because of that,

“i don’t remember these being in the game, but i thought you’d like it. it’s pretty, like you..”

“AWWWWWWEEE”

︴𝗞𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗬𝗔𝗠𝗔 𝗧𝗢𝗕𝗜𝗢 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

he doesn’t play many video games, but he knows how much you love this block game so he complies if you ask him nicely

it takes a bit for you to teach him what he needs to know, but soon you find it’s really fun playing with kageyama!

he does get pretty mad when he dies though........ ok but it’s funny

enderman and baby zombies make him angry as fuck

accidentally hits pigmen in the nether but still tries to fend them off

he inevitably fails and gets mad

it’s still funny

has one of those houses where you can see the different layers of just the crap blocks he didn’t need anymore that he used to build it

always wants to tame a dog as soon as possible when you told him he was able to do that

likes mining the most, but sometimes you two get lost

⇩ ⇩ ⇩

it’s been about half an hour when you and kageyama find yourselves lost in a minecraft cave. the torches you two had been placing weren’t doing you any favors, as none of them signalled any kind of distinct path back up to the overworld.

“maybe this way?” you suggest for the upteenth time.

kageyama shook his head, his expression blatantly frustrated, “let’s just dig up. we’re never going to find are way out like this.”

“but kageyama, ‘don’t dig straight up or down’! that’s literally one of the most important rules in minecraft, we went over this!” you whined to try and stop him. you had the urge to just punch his character.

“that’s a stupid rule then, because how else are we going to get out of here?” kageyama just shoots back at you. you really wanted to act on that urge now. curse his stubbornness.

as you predicted, those ended up being his famous last words, because after breaking a few blocks above him kageyama was greeted by the molten orange glow of pixelated lava.

“shitshitshitshitshitshit—” kageyama panicked as the slowly cascaded down.

you watched in twisted satisfaction as his character ran around trying to distinguish the fire that spread on him. eventually, you took out the water bucket saved in your inventory and put him out.

“the rules aren’t so stupid now, are they.”

“HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THERE WAS GOING TO BE LAVA RIGHT THERE?”

︴𝗞𝗢𝗭𝗨𝗠𝗘 𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗠𝗔 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

when you asked him if he wanted to spend the afternoon playing minecraft, he may not have looked like it when he calmly said “sure,” but he was happy as hell!

he finds diamonds effortlessly and concerningly quickly when you start up a world, he even has the coordinates for finding diamonds memorized

also has the most efficient way to reach the ender dragon memorized

you find out he’s a good builder too

he even kind of gets redstone, which is impressive in itself

while chatting a bit as you’re absentmindedly mining for resources, you find out he had all the guide books ugh yes gotta love our gamer boyfriend

on servers, mc hunger games made him nervous :((((

bedwars tho? AHAHAH WATCH OUT he does the thing where he builds from really up high then drops a bunch of tnt on you then drops down to destroy your bed sly mf

hints at wanting to play a build battle game with you in the future

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“kenma! look at the greenhouse i made! we can grow crops and stuff now,” you tug a little at his shirt sleeve to get his attention. he hums and briefly side-glances at your phone before having his character move so he can see it on his screen for himself.

you look back at your own screen and his character is circling the small structure filled with crops and flowers. you hope he likes it. he built a great base for you two so fast, before the sun even went down in-game, and seemingly with such ease. it was the least you could do to repay him, albeit your skills definitely aren’t as honed as his.

“it looks good, y/n,” he says after a moment that felt like forever. you let out a breath you weren’t even aware you were holding. he continues crafting tools and armor inside your main base while you sit there next to him for a second, giddy from just that small compliment.

“really?” you ask, a big smile on your face. it ended up being more of a hypothetical question since he didn’t respond, focused on making his supplies. but you could see the small smile on his face.

“... maybe we can compare our building skills sometime,” kenma suddenly adds.

you gasp, “kENMA DO YOU MEAN,,, A BUILD BATTLE?!”

kenma lightly laughs, the sound making your heart do somersaults, “yeah, that.”

︴𝗞𝗘𝗜𝗝𝗜 𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗜 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

goes on servers the most out of anyone here, bokuto’s most likely to blame

good at pvp and detroying them beds in bedwats and all that

but personal worlds? baby needs a little help

you had to reassure him bees and fish were peaceful

mans was literally spinning around in a boat for a solid five minutes because he didn’t know how to control it

absolutely despises the drowned but i mean who doesn’t

“where did that one even come from?? we’re in the middle of a fucking pond????”

he’s enamoured by your building skills

“i can... build a wall.. around our base? will that help?”

of course it will sweetie

his favorite wood probably ends up being dark oak

oh, and he didn’t know hitting an iron golem makes them mad

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“PFFFT,” you were dying. no, not as in your HP was running low, you were just laughing at akaashi.

“Y/N? AREN’T YOU GOING TO HELP ME?” akaashi shouted as his character sprinted across the grassy plain. the iron golem ‘clunk, clunk, clunk’-ed with its big arms waving about as it chased after akaashi’s poor character.

“and what? put myself in danger? no! that thing will beat me to a pulp and i can not afford that!” you argue. akaashi can only let out a distressed whine in protest as he tries to swim across a river to escape the golem.

“haha! can’t catch me now... oh shit-”

the iron golem swims across.

︴𝗢𝗜𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔 𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗨 ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° ︴

he’s only ever played it when the other team members invite beg him to play in their minecraft world

so you’re just lucky he has a soft spot for you so he agreed to play it with you

was definitely self conscious about his minecraft abilities

you tell him it’s fine but soon you learn he has some... quirks.

likes gold armor bc it’s gold

will enchant everything to make up for the fact it’s not diamond

HE KIDNAPS VILLAGERS THERE I SAID IT

when he first heard of herobrine he legit got scared and the other boys definitely clowned him for it

his favorite music disc is strad and you have to try and get it for him because he doesn’t know how to get the discs by himself

builds a giant pillar to mark where your base is

enough of a fool to spawn the wither right near the base

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“TORU OH MY GOD I TOLD YOU NOT TO SPAWN IT YET”

“I DIDN’T KNOW IT EXPLODES EVERYTHING”

what did tooru just get you into?

you moved your character outside of the base to see the big bad wither flying overhead. the three-headed enemy begins to launch its explosove heads at everything in its path. items flew out of chests, small dirt and wood blocks lay helplessly on the ground, and both you and tooru are yelling from excitement, hysteria, and fear all mixed into one.

ah, the gifts minecraft brings to everyday life.

you end up luring it away to the nearby forest, but you realize quickly that you are way under-equipped for this boss battle. you and tooru both try your best, but you expectedly end up staring at red phone screens sporting a passive ‘you died’.

silence.

“are you mad at me, y/n?” toru asks and you can hear the guilt in his voice. you feel like throwing a nearby pillow at him, yet that tone he speaks in absolutely shoots through your little heart like a minecraft skeleton’s arrow.

you take a deep breath, “no, i’m not mad at you toru. we can always try again another time. but please listen to me next time.”

“i will! you call the shots for now on, as long as it keeps us from dying!” he laughed, and you couldn’t help but join him after the hectic experience you two just shared.

︴𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙐𝙎 :: 𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗦 𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗞 𝗨𝗣 ︴

tsukishima , hinata , sugawara , kenma , akaashi

︴𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙐𝙎 :: 𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗦 𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗦𝗧 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗞 𝗨𝗣 ⁽ᵉᵘᵉᵍʰ⁾ ︴

lev , kuro , satori , kageyama

︴𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙐𝙎 :: 𝘽𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙆𝙎 𝙏𝙍𝙀𝙀𝙎 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙋 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙈 𝙄– ︴

TORU WHY

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goutheswimqueen · 4 years

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thoughts on free! s3? what do you think went wrong/right/what you wish it would’ve went etc

I could quite literally go on FOREVER about season 3 and y’know what you asked for it so I’m just gonna ramble until I feel good about it lmao.

Now first I have to say that I wholeheartedly love season 3 with the deepest passion in my bones. I genuinely didn’t think that we were ever going to GET a season 3 in the first place, so the fact that it exists is just... so meaningful to me as someone whose favorite franchise is Free! and someone whose life was saved by these dumbass swimmers.

I will say that season 3 isn’t what I wanted from it. I wanted it to be centered on Nagisa, Rei, Gou, Sousuke, Ai, and Momo. I love Haru with my entire being but I really really REALLY wanted to see a series centered on the Iwatobi trio. They’re so underrated and I felt like they were lowkey sidelined in Eternal Summer so I wanted to see them shine and grow together in their third year. But of course Kyoani has just been setting them aside more and more as time has gone on so I feel like that was nothing but a hopeless dream lmao. I have a lot of headcanons and AUs about what went on with everyone who was still in Iwatobi while the rest of the gang was in Tokyo. The little bits that Kyoani gave us of them were beautiful, I will admit. Episode 11 is my FAVORITE episode of season 3. The fact that Rei WON A NATIONAL RACE??? Like, come on. I wish we could’ve seen the work that he put in to even be able to do that in the first place. That moment where he ponders what he’ll be doing after high school really gets to me too because I would love to know what the fuck he and the others are gonna do. I wish we could’ve seen the moments in their third year that led to whatever decisions they will make. I wanted to see the Iwatobi trio go through the absolute wringer together lmao. I wanted angst I wanted to see their journey that led them to where they are now. I wanted to see more of them growing with the new trio too. I wanted to learn more about Gou and Sousuke’s past through their interactions in her third year. If the season was longer I feel like they could’ve had it be half the Iwatobi arc and half the Tokyo arc, y’know what I mean?

Nonetheless, I love season 3 for what it was. I’m so beyond happy that they brought in Asahi, Ikuya, Natsuya, and Nao, you have no idea. The High Speed! characters hold such a special place in my heart. I wish Asahi would’ve had more of an arc/character development though, and I wish Nao was more included. I think Natsuya’s character arc was my favorite of the whole season. Seeing the trash traveling man that he had become and his interactions with Rin and Sousuke really stuck with me for some reason. And that line that he had when he was talking to Ikuya and fucking crying like, “a dream to fight for my strength and pride, plain and simple.” That shit fucked me up bro. We all meme about Natsuya a lot but I feel like there’s a lot of deeper shit there that’s yet to be explored. When we met Ryuuji I was genuinely convinced that he was Ikuya and Natsuya’s father because it would explain a lot about Natsuya’s behavior. A trash dad who wasn’t really there for his family and just kinda fucked off to travel the world training swimmers until he found one that met his expectations? That would’ve added so much to Natsuya and Ikuya’s background stories and their character arcs. Like can you imagine? Natsuya not initially going into professional swimming because the fact that his father LEFT to find a swimmer to train instead of training his own damn son because he didn’t see that potential in him??? Natsuya being inspired by Ikuya to work hard to prove their father wrong??????? Nao punching Ryuuji square in the nose the moment he sees him???????????? A fucking gold mine that Kyoani could’ve dove into, but no he’s related to Shizuru lmao.

I could go on forever about Natsuya in season 3 cuz I just really, really loved his arc but I’m gonna keep rolling haha. Hiyori was probably the most unexpected thing from season 3 and I just... love him so much. Like his absolute snakey behavior gave me the same chills that that scene of Sousuke pushing Haru against a vending machine in episode 2 of Eternal Summer gave me. I LOVE that shit. The Free! antagonists just keep getting bitchier and bitchier lmao. I also relate to Hiyori on a deeper level. I too have been selfishly protective of my best friends in a way that... really just wasn’t the way to go. Like jeez Hiyori I understand how you feel but maybe let them talk to Ikuya at least once??? Chill with the possessiveness? Idk I know Hiyori is the source of a lot of discourse lol, but that’s just how I feel because of my own similar experiences with myself and others who’ve acted in a similar way. I do wish his beef at the other boys wasn’t solved by just fuckin... swimming with Haru lmfaoooooo. Like I wish they just would’ve added more to his conversation with Ikuya when he asked him to join the relay with him.

I was quite satisfied with Rin’s arc in season 3. It just like, made perfect sense to me I guess lmao. I know he wasn’t there much but I don’t know what else they could or should have done with him, if that makes sense. The fact that his coach is Ai’s uncle is just the best thing ever too lmao.

I was also very happy with Haru’s arc actually!! Seeing how much he has grown makes me feel like a proud mom. Ya boi is tired of the bullshit and the miscommunication haha. Of course I’ll always wish he didn’t go into pro swimming but alas, gotta deal with it I guess. I love his dynamic with Ryuuji and the way that he has dealt with pro swimming though. And his decision to go into the individual medley absolutely made me lose my mind. I didn’t know I needed to see him swim the other strokes until it happened and I just, I loved that so muchhh.

I alsooooo enjoyed Ikuya’s arc. Seeing someone from your past again like that can 100% have that effect on you. I just kinda wish we understood more about like, why he just randomly faints while swimming sometimes? I feel like they didn’t solidly explain it? Cuz I don’t think it was always from overworking himself. Idk maybe I’m just a dumbass and remembering incorrectly.

Kisumi deserved better. YOU CAN’T TELL ME THIS BOY DOESN’T HAVE UNDERLYING ANGST THAT KYOANI HASN’T DELVED INTO. He gave us that line of “We’ll never make friends like the ones we had back then” and then him worrying about whether or not there was anything he could do to help with the Ikuya situation. This boy feels left out and you can’t tell me otherwise and it is 100% because of the fact that he’s not a swimmer. Someone give this boy a basketball team that he can experience that kind of bond with PLEASE. I AM BEGGING ON MY KNEES!!!

Makoto also deserved better. Like, okay, don’t get me wrong, I absolutely loved his arc with the kids and Nao and all that. I love his new dream. BUT!!! Kyoani has yet to go into depth with his insecurities with Haru. I’m still not over that damn dream he had on that bus. All we got in season 3 was Makoto’s aNGSTY looks when it came to his relationship with Haru lmao. GIVE MAKOTO A BIGGER ROLE AND A BIGGER ARC DAMMIT. He’s one of the most popular characters I’m surprised his angst hasn’t been touched on more. This dumbass just needs to stop holding things in i SWEAR TO GAWD.

I thought the inclusion of Albert was kinda weird, dunno what the point of him is aside from making Haru shake in his bones. Kinjou is definitely interesting. He scares me lmao, but I am here for that. Give us an antagonist who is just absolutely unhinged at this point LMAO. I have some headcanons about him too but I feel like the new movie coming up is going to crush my dreams soooo yeah.

Isuzu is a goddess. I’m so happy she’s finally here and she has a name and a FACE. We learned that the Mikoshiba bros had a sister before we even knew that Momo existed lmao (Sei mentioned her in a drama cd from season 1). I almost thought they were never going to give her to us but she’s here and she’s beautiful and she’s everything that I wanted her to be. I’m so happy she thinks Gou is cute and that GOU LIKES HER and I just ugh yes thank you so much Kyoani I never expected that we’d actually get this but I’m so happy we have it. I hope she goes to Hidaka Uni and gets to race Haru like she wanted haha. And I’m so happy we got to see her swim! Our first in-anime female swimmer with a name. I love her.

Speaking of FEMALE SWIMMERS. Sighhhhhh.... My biggest disappointment. Aki Yazaki. Where is she? We deserve her!! I promise we do!! She was SUCH an important character in the High Speed! novels and kyoani decided that she just doesn’t exist anymore lmao (biggest reason why I’m not the biggest fan of the Starting Days movie). At this point I’ve lost hope that she’ll ever be included in the anime, and it makes me so sad. I love her so much and there’s so much potential for an amazing beautiful story arc with her if she reunited with the boys. I don’t think we’re going to get a season 4, (the new movie is scaring me making me think it’s the end of the series with the way it’s been advertised...) but if we DID get one I imagine it beginning with Haru walking through a snowy day, huddling close to himself to shelter from the cold, when he passes by a tall figure and catches a glimpse of familiar caramel hair with a loose little braid peeking out from behind one ear and a large scarf that has gotten quite messed up over years of wear and tear, a memory clicks in his mind like a light switch and he stops in his tracks to turn around and let a long forgotten name slip from his lips: “Yazaki Aki?” ... cue opening sequence. LIKE WOULDN’T THAT BE SO AMAZING???????? I WOULD FUCKING SHIT MYSELF OKAY YOU DON’T UNDERSTANDDDD. Aki is one of my favorite characters I’m so mad she wasn’t in season 3. I’m also mad that Satomi Nii wasn’t there either like!!! She would make a great trio with Ikuya and Hiyori that’s all I’m sayinggggg. I would probably start crying if either of them showed up at some point like genuinely I would just be a mess sobbing on the floor. ALSO I FEEL LIKE GOU AND ISUZU WOULD ABSOLUTELY LOVE THEM LIKE PLS GIVE ME THE GIRLS THAT WE DESERVE!!!

The art style of season 3 was pretty good. The only thing that bothered me about it was how fucking WIDE the characters’ shoulders were sometimes. Especially with the big bois like Makoto and Sousuke. Like please god no stop that. I’m always gonna miss the art style from season 1 tho, the crazy expressions n shit that were there were just too GOOD lmao. I feel like in season 3 they kind of attempted to bring that back but it just wasn’t executed the same and done to the same extent. R.I.P. the comedy from season 1, it will be forever missed.

I love the opening and ending themes, always. So fucking good. I’m so happy all the characters were included in the end theme animation sequence. I’ll never get over Gou and her BEAUTY.

ANYWAYS. Those are my thoughts in the general sense. Idk if I forgot anything because I have so many thoughts that’re all unorganized haha. If anyone wants me to talk in more detail about anything specific I am soooooo down! Thank you for sending in this ask, talking about this show makes me happy hehe.

#asks #haowls #dttf #dive to the future #season 3

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lilakyy · 4 years

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SPAMANO FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS

Fanfiction means a lot to me.because that´s how I learned to speak English fluently, which is why I´ve been wanting to do this for a long time but I thought that no one would be interested in this. I realized that even if just one person discovers a fic they like because of me then that´s good enough. So, here it is: a shit ton of spamano.

(I didn´t include George Devalier because I feel like everyone knows about his stories by now)

Neighbours

Antonio and Lovino live in the same neighbourhood but don't know each other personally. Lovino sees Antonio jogging every day and quite enjoys his tan and shirtlessness. Lovi tries to get Toni to notice him by conveniently gardening or getting the mail or w/e at the same time that the other jogs, but they end up meeting by something unplanned, awkward, and cute.

This is from the kink meme and it´s really cute- perfect for when you need to cheer up!

The rose family by thegoliathbeetle

Antonio was the best football player in the high school team. Until a certain Lovino Vargas arrives. Lovino is gifted, ruthless, and brilliant on the field. Antonio finds it all rather endearing, much to Lovino's chagrin. And somehow, this has something to do with 'being true to yourself' and all that jazz. -Spamano oneshot. Human AU.

This is one of my all time favoirtes when it comes to Hetalia Fanfiction in general, extremely cute and brilliantly written.

The Prince and the Pauper by 78meg9

When Prince Feliciano goes missing, it is up to a poor servant boy Romano to step in to take his place and thwart an evil plan to take over the kingdom. However, falling in love was something neither one anticipated. Based off Barbie's Princess and the Pauper.

This fic is exactly what it sounds like. It was a really fun read for me :)

Singles by StarsMadeinHeaven

AU Antonio, Francis, and Gilbert are three friends who suffered their first heartbreaks at the age of fifteen, and made a pact to never fall in love again. That will change for Antonio when he first lays eyes on a brown-haired young man in a club...

we need to talk about this fanfic, it´s absolutely gorgeous and kept me on edge the whole time

A new life by Sheena Wilde

Slave AU. Owing huge family debts, Antonio is made a slave to the Vargas household and a personal servant to Lovino, but the wealthy patrician seems not to recognize him from their shared childhood, and the sex only complicates things.

It‘s been quite a while since I‘ve read this one but I remember liking it a lot!

una notte a napoli by Alexander Ryan

Antonio visits Naples with some old friends, Gilbert and Francis. During a drunken night, Antonio finds himself at the beach to hear a gentle song being carried upon the breeze. Atop a balcony is a man Antonio deems as an angel, but alas, as soon as this 'angel' spots him, he retreats back into the house, leaving Antonio to stand there, alone. The next day, they run into each other again - quite literally - and to apologize for being drunk and staring that night, Antonio offers to buy Lovino lunch and a sweet. Lovino begrudgingly agrees and thus, romance sparks. The problem? Antonio's only in Naples for a week.

I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS FANFIC! I actually started learning Italian because of this. It’s really beautiful, extremely sad. Also- I‘m sorry to my friends that were annoyed by me talking about this fic.

An antipodean tale of love by ChibiAnimefreak

Antonio and Lovino have been friends for as long as either of them can remember, but when one day "friends" is pushed just a bit farther, how will they deal with it? And how far will they go?

This one is beautiful as well! The emotional conflict is very well written and even the smut part is very well written.

Promise me tomorrow by watanabemaya

For there are no words which could ever suffice to express just how much they mean to each other; and yet, as Spain wraps his arms around the small of his frame, Romano knows that that alone is enough. It isn't much, but it is enough. / SpaMano oneshot.

Ahhhh I just love how the characters and their relationship are written in this one!

The gaming of the shrew by Shadowcatxx

This story is a Hetalia-spoof based on Shakespeare's The Taming of the Shrew (1593-4). Lovino Vargas is a rich Italian heir, whose shrewish nature can't be tamed. Enter the fortune-hunter, Antonio Fernández Carriedo. When a scheming group of courtiers—keen to wed Feliciano—convince the Spaniard to marry Lovino to take him off the market, Antonio accepts the offer, which soon becomes a rough-and-tumble farce the wily Spaniard is determined to win.

I really really really like this story and since I’m a huge nerd for both literature and history I absolutely fell in love. (Also it‘s incredibly funny)

Five times Romano unintentionally made Spain blush by darkhue

...and one time he did it on purpose.

Extremely fluffy, will make you smile. Simple and cute :)

The Phone Call From Across the Hallway by TheGoliathBeetle

Lovino wakes up at 2.37 am to a phone call from Antonio, who ideally should be in bed with him, but is not. Antonio is sick, and Lovino tries very hard to keep his cool. -Spamano, Human AU, one-shot, sickfic-

Another cute and fluffy oneshot that I didn‘t know I needed in my life.

Cupid fired the shooting star by TheGoliathBeetle

Romano 'Lovino' Vargas wants nothing more than to distance himself from his grandfather and his murky illegal business. When a shooting star streaks across the sky, Lovino's friends make wishes. And the next day, a mysterious new student named Antonio turns up in class. So starts a cycle of wishing, fulfillment and a lot of red carnations. College AU Spamano. Two-shot.

Ok ok ok. We need to talk about this fanfic. It is so goddamn beautiful that I still feel like crying every time I think about it. Another one of those fics that all my non-hetalian friends know about because I couldn‘t stop talking about it when I first read it.

We the dreamers by TheGoliathBeetle

New York City, 1940: Antonio is a recently arrived refugee from Spain, a scarred soldier with firm political convictions. For Lovino, everything is pointless and nothing ever lasts. The two of them live, love and dream desperately, as World War Two threatens to take it all away. -Spamano, three-shot-

Very dark but incredibly beautiful. One of these fanfics that give you the kind of excitement that only a good story can give you.

Bottoms! Up by SunnyDayinFebruary

Follow Lovino on his weird and, well, at least quite interesting trip around Europe in order to find out some of the greatest secrets ever about himself, Europe, tomato-shaped alarm clocks and the past of his lovely, but complicated Spanish partner. This story is actually a part two, which I didn‘t read and I don‘t think it is required to but in case you want to read it, you can find it here

I just love this story so much, it‘s incredibly cute and funny (like really really really funny) and made me fall in love with every hetalia character mentioned. Also, this has like 80 long chapters so get ready for a long term relationship with this fanfic.

Spin the bottle by 78meg9

If you're going to play spin the bottle, you've got to have the balls to kiss people. At least that's what Lovino thinks.

a really cute and fluffy oneshot

Of vending mashines and night clubs by bubbleteadesu

AU (human names used) ; Lovino Vargas is an aspiring artist who struggles with the pressure of having a world-renowned landscape artist as his brother. Antonio Fernandez Carriedo is a jobless man, who enjoys living in the present (too much, actually) and takes life one step at a time. A chance meeting one winter night by a certain bright red vending machine leads to another and another until they form an unlikely friendship. One day, Antonio is offered a job as a bartender at his friend's bar and he asks Lovino to work with him there. As they begin to spend more time together, Lovino is confronted by Antonio's new feelings for him and his own feelings for Antonio. But, is he ready to accept them?

I´m so in love with the way the characters are written- especially Lovino! It´s really to write him in a way that isn´t annoying to read while still remaining true to the character; which is what this author did in a really beautiful way.

Bad hair day by spinyfruit

Lovino works at a hair salon and Antonio's a daily customer who comes by with any excuse so he can talk. To figure out how to get Antonio to like him, Lovino visits Emma (Belgium) quite often, and unintentionally makes Antonio jealous. Then the game of wooing begins. - Spamano fluffiness - ONESHOT.

Really cute and a quick read that´ll leave you grinning like an idiot

Haze by ChampagneSly

A random AU in which Romano is best friends with Veronika, who happens to be engaged to Alfred, who happens to also be Romano’s friend. Veronika has a bachelorette party and Romano, in his role as incredibly charming and handsome gay BFF, attends. Alfred would like details, please. Romano wishes he could remember what happened after the fourth gin martini. Oh, and Spain’s a stripper.

This fic is really cute and funny, I´ve read it about ten times and I recommend everyone else to do so as well.

Rebels in a sleeping city by norvegiae

"I felt like we were in limbo, two blindingly awake rebels in this sleeping city. I didn't know your reasons for being up and about. But, you were, and so was I, grinning at you like it was going out of fashion."

the kind of fanfic that will make you cry at 3 am but it´ll be worth it because it´s just so beautiful

How to care for your spain by AlexanderRyan

A guide written and published by Romano Italia. Strong (basically obvious) hints to Spamano.

really cute, simple + AlexanderRyan´s beautiful writing style

Change in routine by Roxi2Star

A look at Lovino and Antonio's changing morning routine.

I come back to reading this fic almost every month. It´s a really cute and fluffy OS that is written in a very interesting way.

The art of flying by TheGoliathBeetle

They’re both a little bit damaged, a little bit unscathed. Lovino can only truly see the world when Antonio describes it to him. Words can be magical, words can drive the darkness away. –Spamano one-shot. Blind!Lovino, Writer!Antonio, College AU-

kinda sad but really really beautiful, describes their relationship in a beautiful way.

Underwater Land by satsukiarisa

Human names and A.U: Antonio was a merman. Lovino hated water. It was truly a match made in heaven.

This one is very sweet and funny and I really enjoyed readig it :)

The Romantic Developments of Antonio and Lovino Through Texts by Spinyfruit

Texting started gaining popularity in 1999, but it wasn't until the year 2007 that iPhones came out: then shit got serious and countries started texting each other. This is the story of how one happy-go-lucky idiot, and one stubborn idiot finally get together. It only took a few hundred years. Mainly Spamano with side FrUK, PruCan, Gerita, AmeriPan, and others.

ahhhh I love this one so much...I really like the texting theme!

Braces by Roxi2Star

Antonio just got braces, and is feeling very self conscious of them. Maybe Lovino, a cute kid in his grade ho also has them can make him feel better about having braces, and maybe realize their not so bad. Ok so maybe he becomes less self conscious of them, but in the braces are a pain. Especially when their stuck to another pair.

I was really happy when I rediscovered this one, as someone who had to wear braces for five years in total this is even funnier to me...

(Non Spamano Fanfiction)

Asylum (Usuk GerIta) by thealphagay

1963; Feliciano Vargas is the newest patient at Bitterwell Mental Asylum. One problem, there's nothing wrong with him. Trying to escape will be hard, trying to understand the dark asylum will be even harder. Because behind those gated walls are torturous methods, strange patients, and even stranger doctors.

Based loosely off American Horror Story: Asylum

i know i know this is a spamano masterlist but I really think that this fic deserves more appreciation , because it´s really cool. I had a lot of fun reading it even tho I normally don´t like Usuk that much.

#spamano #spamano fic rec #spain #aph spain #aph romano #lovino vargas #antonio fernandez carriedo #hetalia #aph #aph south italy #Hetalian #hetalia fanfiction #aph fanfiction #fanfiction recommendation #fanfiction masterlist #laurastuckinhell

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stevetony fic recs!!!! please!!!!!

Oh no there's just so many to choose from!! So many wonderful stony fics from so many wonderful authors. This is hard. Don't do this to me 😭😭

I hope you enjoy these just as much as I do!!

(topTony and bottomSteve are also included)

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What Lies Inside by Penumbren

When the Avengers discover Captain America in the Arctic sea, they find more than just a new team member: Tony Stark discovers his fated mate. The problem is, Steve Rogers is a man out of his own time and apparently straight, and Tony's not about to force anything on the man he loves--even if it means his own death. Besides, Tony's spent his entire life keeping secrets. How can he possibly tell Steve that he's really Iron Man, let alone a werewolf?

Birds of a Feather by LoquitorLatinae

Tony only ever wanted to be an Alpha with bright feathers, a huge wingspan, and attitude. But he was an Omega, and while he still has the attitude, his lot in life as dictated by society leaves a lot to be desired. But he was Tony Stark, and he wasn’t going to let anything get in his way—though he wouldn’t necessarily be against the company of a certain Alpha Capsicle.

Killing Monsters in the Rain by snoozingkitten

Tony is a werewolf in name only, he’s also a genius and a playboy and the Lord of the house of Stark. When he’s forcibly reminded of his heritage by a crash landing in the East River Forest things go a bit differently than he’d expect. Fantasy AU

Man Out of Time by samptra

Closing dark eyes he tried to center his wildly gyrating thoughts. “This isn’t happening this isn’t real…” he wacked his head a few more times, “I did not go through a weird tear in the air again. There was no crazy terreract driven machine…and I defiantly did not go back in time.” This was all some sort of dream he was having a nightmare one that he’d awake from in his bed, in Avengers Tower, in the year 2013.

That Has Such People by samptra

Captain Tony Stark has found himself in a strange time and place. Billionaire, genius Steve Rogers has no idea what to do with a man from the past. Together perhaps they can teach each other a little about the past and future.

Dulce et Decorum est by samptra

Badly wounded in Afghanistan Lieutenant Tony Stark had been deemed unfit for combat. His life now stretching before him a bleakly; a company he wants nothing to do with, a legacy he can barely tolerate, and a life he never wanted. Until he’s given the chance to be something he never imagined; a superhero.

Thumb, Index, and Pinky Extended by Eudoxia

Tony Stark is twenty-one when he loses his voice. It shouldn't matter, but in a world where the first words your Soulmate says to you are marked on your skin, it can be pretty damn annoying.

Living In The Future by Closer

Eighteen-year-old Tony Stark is the boy genius who woke Captain America, and now he's stuck with him. That's not a bad thing, but between Steve's wide-eyed wonder at the new world and Tony's little fanboy crush, the awkwardness just keeps happening.

Engaging the Enemy by tsukinofaerii

Iron Man is one of the more persistent villains that the Ultimates face, with a special fondness for one Captain America. As Steve starts to findout more and more about him, the lines between hero and villain begin to blur. Sometimes, you don't have to be on the right side of the law to be in the right.

The Tower of Yesterday by manic_intent

Tony is the WWII hero waking up in the future. Iron Man Noir.

Got the Cream by YourFavoriteRobot

Steve is coasting through life after leaving the army without making any real connections to anyone around him. Until a mischievous deity turns Steve's only friend, his cat Tony, into a human being.

Tony Stark and the Sentinel of Liberty: A Marvels Adventure by Sineala

When Project Rebirth fails, leaving the super-soldier serum inert in his veins, Steve Rogers is forced to bid goodbye to his dream of defending his country -- at least, in the way he'd always envisioned it. But his prospects in that regard aren't entirely bleak: he takes a job as chronicler for Tony Stark, the former Marvels adventurer who now serves his country in his typical unorthodox style, hunting down mystical relics before the Nazis can find them. At Tony's side in the jungles of Peru, Steve discovers that the serum works after all -- but it works in ways he could never have imagined.

Not This Omega by Annehiggins

With Stane dead, Tony has to find a mate or lose controlling interest in his company, so it's time to throw an omega ball. Tony has a plan, but doesn't count on the drug in his drink. Now he's stuck with a mate who doesn't seem all that into him. Based on this prompt in the avengerkink meme. Set it a world where no one, not even Pepper, knows Tony is Iron Man and the events of Iron Man 2 never happened.

Unknown Caller (do not engage) by gottalovev

Steve had one job: exchange a couple of texts with a guy who thought he had Natasha's number, and let him down gently. It ends up being a lot more complicated than that.

A Little Too Not Over You by jay_girl88

"Steve had experienced torture before. This was a cruel and unusual form of it."

Sometimes, you can't see what's right in front of you until it isn't there anymore.

Colour Me In Love by starksnack

[5:12 AM] Hey so I know you modeled for me like two years ago, but I really liked the work we did and was wondering if we could get together for coffee and talk about your possible participation in my upcoming project. Please let me know when you’re available. - SR

Tony models for Steve.

Basically two idiots in love.

Parabol Series by chaoticcollectorchaos_me

When a dead body is discovered, the Avengers become murder suspects.

Rockabye Verse by BladeoftheNebula

Cute alphas didn’t appear out of nowhere to help ruined omegas. That was a widely accepted fact.

Tony Stark had always known his life wouldn’t be easy as a genius omega in an alpha’s world. But not even he predicted getting knocked up and forced to move to a small town in the middle of nowhere.

A Gentleman's Guide to Centaurs by BladeoftheNebula

All of Marvyl is a-twitter when Captain Rogers comes to town and takes up residence at Brooklyn Hall.

A single alpha in possession of a large fortune is an interesting prospect for any unmarried omega - especially when he has hooves.

You Have Me by ShesLikeTexas

Tony Stark is a twenty year old college student trying to get by after being cut off by his father. Enter: Art student Steve Rogers, otherwise known as "The Captain," one of the most powerful crime bosses in New York.

Home by Saber_Wing

Desperately, he reached back and grasped for the carving knives on the block behind him, because damned if he was going down without a fight. Then the bilgesnipe's razor sharp teeth clamped down harder on Tony's leg, and this time, he heard something crack. All rational thought fled with it.

Tony's vision went white. He thought he might have screamed, but he couldn't be sure.

Oh god, it hurt. Fuck, fuck, fuck-

Thor really should learn to keep Bilgey in his room.

The Red String by masterlokisev159

As Prince Anthony stands by the window and watches his kingdom burn, he can only hope and pray that the barbarians will be kind. After all, what good would it do to have more bloodshed after so many lives have been lost?

It is inevitable though. Whether he likes it or not, he is the prince, the son of the cruel and powerful King Howard. And princes such as he do not last long once their kingdom has been claimed.

Tony knows these will be his final hours. He knows the barbarian leader is coming for him.

He just prays it will be a quick and painless death.

Sweet on You by MiniRaven

It’s the 1940’s and Tony is working as a Donut Doll for the Red Cross. His job is to go around to various military bases and offer comfort food and conversation to homesick soldiers. He’s come to expect a lot of things in this job, but he doesn’t expect to fall in love with Captain America, the hottest most awkward soldier Tony has ever met.

Clan (of the Stranger and the Outcast) by greymantledlady

The Stranger holds out his huge hand towards Tony, palm outwards and upwards.

Tony watches him warily, baring his teeth a little, not yet a snarl but a warning. But the Stranger simply holds his hand there, waiting, waiting; and his knife is lying on the ground between them, and there is no threat in the lines of his body.

Tony lets out a little breath he’s been holding. And he’s trembling, but he slowly reaches his own hand out, tentative and uncertain, and brushes the fingertips against the Stranger’s calloused palm. And the Stranger smiles a little, his eyes soft, and wraps his fingers around Tony’s.

The Long Way Back (To You) by Pearl_Unplanned

After mouthing off to the wrong God of Mischief, Steve and Tony find themselves stuck as a cat and mouse, respectively. Either they work together to get home without being picked off by one of the many everyday dangers like stray dogs, cars, rat poison and each other, or they die trying. And maybe they can just come to terms with how they really feel towards one another.

The Future is Now by Pearl_Unplanned

After a villain's failed 'time machine' is used on Tony and Steve, it leaves them both far older than anyone had been expecting. Tony, unsurprisingly, is having trouble coping with it, especially since there's a chance it might be permanent. Steve, on the other hand, tries to make the best of the situation.

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I have plenty more but I think this is a good list. Enjoy!

#ask post #mal gets an ask #lovely anon #fic recs #fic list #stony #stevetony #eeeey #hope you enjoy!#let me know if you want that more list

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majimemegoro · 5 years

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Okay so on the amon thing. Amon essentially just shows up at the end after every substory (and sometimes some other bonus stuff) is finished up and challenges kiryu to a duel to the death because thats just what he does. Originally he was just a very flat "heres a super hard boss to test your skill since you 100% the game" kinda guy with pretty much no personality in 1, with kiwami adding a small 4th wall break of "hey this isnt the first time we actually met he he ha ha" (1/?)

after that in 2 he comes back, angry that kiryu is the first person he ever failed to kill, now bringing along his 3 brothers kazuya (dual wields axes), jiro (guns) and sango (rocket launcher. this one got a hat.) that fight kiryu before him, as of now, he's still pretty much a very flat character with no notable traits outside of being kinda salty about losing the last fight and having trained pretty heavily to beat kiryu this time, even stealing komakis ultimate technique.

In Y3 is where he actually gets a bit more screentime, he's actually the reason that one scientist with the street fighter mind machine shows up, and he was actually assumed to be behind the assassins that kiryu had to deal with in a long side quest, thought that was actually that one dude with the red suit from Y1s fault. Here he for one proves that he isn't just an incredibly skilled fighter and assassin but also incredibly smart. The training machine thing is actually his own invention that

he had the scientist create for him again just as a test. It also explains why, even beyond mine, the final boss of the virtual fights is a replica of kiryu, even thought kiryu would have no experience of fighting himself, obviously. Then when they have their showdown, he actually explains his clans philosophy and just how much it differes from kiryus philosophy. "Kiryu never killed a guy" is pretty much a meme, but for Jo Amon pretty much the exact opposite is the case and its a great contrast.

the amon clans philosophy is that killing is part of life, and is a completly fundamental part of life, because nothing can even survive without ending something elses life, like how humans cannot survive without consuming meat or plant life, so they have to kill. The reason he is so salty about losing to kiryu is the fact that a) kiryu is the first one to ever beat him, like, ever and b) the fact that he considers it incredibly disrespectful and dishonorable from kiryu to let him live, because

by refusing to kill him, kiryu is going against literally everything that jo knows and his very life philosophy, especially after beating him twice already, not just once. After beating him for a third time then, he threatens that he'll just kill people that are close to kiryu if he refuses to execute him, yet kiryu still refuses to give in, continuing to keep up his refusal to take a life, while amon is devastated that he is in fact refusing to take his life. I think Y3 is his most interesting

appearance (up until Y5, haven't finished it or 6 yet). In addition to that, earlier in Y0, he actually fights majima while his dad fights kiryu, having had a dream that kiryu would destroy his clan. In his fight with majima, we actually see a kind of dorkish side about him, because before the fight he actually tries to think of a cool line to say when facing down majima, still being in training rather than having taken over his clan. Interestingly, in 0 he also wears the hat that Sango would

wear in Y2, Y4 and Y5, so it seems that the hat goes to the Amon second in charge. The fight in and of itself in 0 is very interesting, because he perfectly copies majima and kiryus fighting style, and in addition to that, he actually fills up majimas inventory with fake healing items and Amon Pocket Tissues, making it very likely he wasn't actually taking the fight all too serious, essentially just having a warm up fight against majima while he's still training to be an assassin.

In (chronologically) later games he has a tendency to play a card carrying villain laughing at just how evil and powerful he is, which also leads to more and more ridiculous fights and attempts to take down kiryu. From a rather straight forward fight in 1, to stealing komakis techniques in 2, to using guns in 3 to just straight up buying/creating an orbital laser to just blow up kiryu from space in the middle of a fight, to whatever those roombas in 6 are, Amon gets more and more desperate to

finally win against kiryu, and it adds an honestly very amusing edge to his constant attempts and threats. In addition, he is also willing to team up with kiryu in kiwami 2 for the clan minigame thing, to ensure that no one but him actually gets to kill kiryu. Amusingly enough, with his ancestors appearance in ishin, the amon clan seems to have invented sunglasses in feudal japan, just for the sake of looking cool. I apologize for spamming your ask box with this essay on Jo and the amon clan.

What a great essay, thanks for catching me up! i hope i didn't garble the order while I was pasting the messages! fyi you forgot to put the asks on anon after the first one so I KNOW YOUR IDENTITY but I'm not going to post them in case you are embarrassed to be known as the world’s foremost scholar of the Amon Clan. So you are still the Amon Anon to the public >:)

I agree that all this is interesting and worth thinking about in more depth. It almost sounds like Amon is the perfect foil to Kiryu’s “life no matter what” philosophy, which he applies to himself as well as others (despite a strong internal instinct to self-sacrifice). I also definitely have a soft spot for characters with a strong sense of their own honour who feel fatally slighted at not being killed by a character who has bested them in combat. So you can bet that I’ll be keeping my eye out for a certain assassin as I slowly play my way through y0 and then y3-5 (I doubt I’ll ever get to fight Amon in Kiwami 2, because I think you have to get 100% on everything to unlock the fight and I can't play golf to save my life).

In the meantime, the burden of analysis falls to you. If you ever have the time or inclination, I would love to hear what the expert makes of all this, thematically speaking! :D

#jo amon #amon clan #yakuza #ryu ga gotoku #majimeta #i love this

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Grizzco Research Department Supplemental Materials: Employee Profile*

*PR says that we need to make ourselves more relatable. Plus it’s confusing when we drop names all the time without introducing ourselves.

(Please note that these are a blend of squidsonas and our real lives. At the end of the day, we aren’t playing characters when we interact with people on this blog; we’re just ourselves.)

Name: Dan Pronouns: He/him Titles (Blog Roles): Streamer, videographer, video editor, beginner tip master, tech support squid Favorite Weapon: Sploosh-O-Matic Specialties: Short range shooters, short-mid range rollers, running away from smallfry, whiffing Steelhead shots Preferred Role: Egg runner, turfer History: Dan had always dreamed of living in Inkopolis, but the expense always kept it from becoming reality... until now. A couple years working in boring ol’ tech support for some no-name company in Goo Jersey let him afford a fresh start in the city! Excited, motivated, and ready to move on, Dan found a promising new position through the help of his good friend, Katie. He hadn’t really looked into the company, though, as paying rent was the priority. How bad could it be? He was qualified, it paid well, a familiar face was already there, and it wasn’t tech support. Well, he just hoped for that last part.

To help alleviate the stress that comes with maintaining an ancient fax machine, Dan plays Turf War. Win or lose, it doesn’t matter—it would never be as stressful as tech support. He also likes to draw in the Square, but never actually posts. He’s comfiest in hoodies, lace-ups, and caps.

(Dan joined on to the team a while ago and he mostly does behind-the-scenes work! He initially streamed us playing Salmon Run, but has since taken on bigger projects like the beginner tips and our April Fools post! He likes to meme and he’s terrified of smallfry but we love him anyway!

Dan likes to play Smash Bros., draw, and obsess over Kirby in his free time. He also makes Spongebob references nonstop, so if you see one around here, it’s probably his doing. He spends a lot of his time working on videos for this blog, so we really can’t thank him enough for his hard work!)

#salmon run #splatoon #splatoon 2 #chatter #not a tip #story #mod profiles #mod art #was gonna do katie and kiera before dan but he beat them by writing his profile first!#plus it's kinda apropos considering the tip that went up yesterday #so here he is

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fly-pow-bye · 5 years

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DuckTales 2017 - “Happy Birthday, Doofus Drake!”

Story by: Francisco Angones, Madison Bateman, Colleen Evanson, Christian Magalhaes, Bob Snow

Written by: Bob Snow & Francisco Angones

Storyboard by: Stephanie Gonzaga, Vaughn Tada, Brandon Warren

Directed by: Matthew Humphreys

Don't eat the cake.

The episode begins with Scrooge noticing that something is terribly wrong. He checks through his manor, opening a few doors to see. Webby, Lena, and Violet are dealing with a giant beast, Mrs. Beakley and Dewey are messing with a tempest in a teapot, and, in what is specifically deemed "very wrong" by Scrooge, Della actually bonding with a child that isn't the blue one. Okay, he's actually reacting to how they're both dramatically shouting about being the Legends of LegendQuest, but that doesn't seem too out of character for Della. Maybe for Huey.

After checking the whole mansion he goes back to his room, and he notices his seat is occupied by a familiar face.

Goldie: Morning, Scroogie.

Scrooge wonders why she would be here, and Louie shows up to tell him he invited her in. This episode continues the Louie Inc plotline that we last saw in "The Outlaw Scrooge McDuck!". That plotline left off with Louie having a choice for his company: use Scrooge's hard work, or will it be the choice that Louie would actually pick. That choice ended up being "team up with the untrustworthy frenemy of Scrooge". Louie sees himself as a professional, he can handle this!

Not even after the opening credits roll, we see that Louie couldn't handle it, as he gets locked into a chest. Louie starts crying, saying that Louie Inc was his dream, and he thought he can be as clever as her, even calling her his hero. Goldie sees through this "crocodile waterworks" pretty much immediately, but takes kindly to Louie's training in the art of cons. That, and she needed a kid for her next con: getting into a "septleventh birth anniversary" for rich families. Who’s the birthday boy?

It turns out to be this reboot's version of Doofus Drake's big birthday party. Oh boy. Admittedly, the annoying living fat joke being retooled into an awkward and spoiled rich kid with creepy tendencies isn't exactly a terrible punishment for our eyes. When I imagined the Louie and Goldie adventure back when that was teased, I never expected anything like this, that's for sure.

Going away from that, anyone can guess at least one of those things Scrooge McDuck closed the door on was going to be the B plot, and it's not about that beast or the tempest in a teapot. We learn that during her adventuring days, after Donald and Scrooge would go right to sleep, Della would play a video game called Legends of LegendQuest. Huey decides to join in.

I do like the subtle joke that the "very wrong" epic speech they were doing was during the game's really long loading screen, which takes until this scene to load 100%. I would hate to say I liked it because it was the only subtle joke in this B plot, but I have to say it.

The rest of this B plot takes place inside the game world. This isn't a case of a magical video game that sucks them in, they just happen to have avatars that look exactly like them with some subtle differences. Della is this strong warrior woman with a strong resemblance to Zero from Mega Man X, with what looks like a scouter from the early days of Dragon Ball Z. I am sure this show is beyond referencing that ancient "over 9000" meme.

Her son decided to go with the joy of being an ordinary farmer who farms under a giant force field, protecting his garden from the bugs that manage to get past it. The joke is that Huey is boring, but Della is fun! Huey kind of reminds me of that other red accessory wearing kid from the other show in this episode, and not the good version of her.

We see Doofus's party, filled with more Beagle Boys than one might expect. Sorry to say, they do not appear that much. He has all the party quirks that would fit someone of his obscenely rich and richly obscene personality. Instead of bobbing for apples, he has bobbing for splinters. His birthday cake promises that it's not full of hair. Even Louie starts to talk to himself about the obvious joke that it will lead to, until he and Goldie get distracted by the party bags filled with gold.

Louie tries to take one of those party bags, only for Doofus's parents, or "servants" as Doofus calls them, to slap his hand. These bags are meant for departing guests, and are filled with priceless heirlooms from his late Guhmeemama Frances.

Doofus's parents: Guhmeemama.

Oh yeah, whenever her name is said in this episode and Day of the Only Child, they have to whisper to themselves her name. It gets a good payoff here in many more ways than one.

Louie tries to run off with two of the bags again, this time pretending to leave the party, only for Goldie to stop him this time. Apparently, she does not want Louie to be a bad party guest! Oh, and she wants all the bags. She also will not tell Louie her plan to do so, because he would not learn anything. Oh, and she doesn't know what her plan is. A lot of her dialogue is like that.

But enough about her way of talking, the "servants" announce that the "universe's perfect widdle (sic) angel" is making his grand entrance. A closed clam shows up, surrounded by angels. It's a scene very similar to a certain painting, and I really don't like where this is going.

Thankfully, they don't go with him barely covering himself up with a long blonde wig. Somehow, him just popping up right behind Louie is the second worst thing that could have happened with that. As he speaks about how seeing all of his guests with their loving parents reminds him of the only parental figure he knows, he sniffs that some of these families are filthy liars that only went to his party to get his gift bags!

One of those people turns out to be Percival P. Peppington, a guy that sort of looks like Willy Wonka and has at least enough money to hire Johnny, formerly of the Ottoman Empire, to pose as his kid. I looked Percival up, he's not a character from the comics, and he never appears again after this episode. Exposed, Percival ends up getting sentenced by Doofus to go into a trapdoor into his honey bin.

Percival: Don't you mean "Money Bin"?

Doofus: No. (hits button)

We never see this honey bin, but judging by the sound of bees and Randy's face when he looks down into the trapdoor, one would be wishing Doofus could just wish them into the cornfield instead. Thankfully, Doofus has mercy for the not-so-child actor, as he merely gets ejected via spring.

Seeing this, Louie whispers to Goldie that he can smell lies. He and Goldie will then talk about the plan to expose the two obvious phonies to Doofus, leaving them as the only people worthy enough to grab those money bags. They say this all out loud, because there's no way Doofus would hear them despite Louie's fear about him smelling lies!

It may be possible that Louie is heavily overestimating Doofus's abilities to smelling crooks, considering who those two phonies are and at least one of their plans. There's Glomgold, with a son named Sharkbomb that always seems to stay on his right arm, and Mark Beaks, who now has a son named Boyd. Clearly, one is way more unbelievable than the other. I mean, Mark Beaks having a kid? Maybe I'm underestimating how many fangirls he has. As he shows off his family selfies, all of them with his kid with the same exact face, he says this:

Mark Beaks: Yeah, I love this, uh, what is this, uh, uh, son!

This line outright blurts out that this son is completely fake, but anyone should expect that. Doofus does not smell this lie, as he just mentions that looking at his family selfies reminds him of his family memories.

This leads to Doofus sobbing and kissing his father's stomach, which happened to have a tattoo of his Guhmeemama...

Doofus's parents: Guhmeemama.

...riding on a Doofus centaur. Maybe it is best not to ask.

Glomgold also shows off his own family photos, which are surprisingly more convincing than the tech guru's, and Louie has to think fast. Thankfully, a quick trip to a nearby photo booth and Louie's not-too-convincing smiles clears that up. How it seems like Louie isn't even trying and still manages to win just seems to weaken him to me, but don't tell that to Goldie, who now wants to go on the offensive. Who is the first mark? It's not Beaks, as much as they seemed to be setting up for that joke.

All of the guests get into the pool, not by choice, and Louie tells Glomgold he wants to talk to Sharkbomb alone. Glomgold decides to try his best at ventriloquism while he's underwater to expected effects. He tells Sharkbomb about how Goldie has the hots for his dad. It's cool to see that plot thread from "The Golden Lagoon of White Agony Plains!" get referenced, and that reference also interests Glomgold, who suddenly comes out from the water to ask if it's true.

He tries to cover it up by having his puppet son say "as if", only for Glomgold to take his own puppet son's words as an insult. Considering "Duke Baloney", this whole fight may have a bit more depth than one could see here. I don’t think it is intentional, but that is something.

Eventually, that fight ends with him beheading his own son right in front of Doofus' eyes. Needless to say, Glomgold's attempt to put Sharkbomb's head back on with his spit does not please the manchild of the day. Doofus decides to send Glomgold to the honey bin.

Glomgold: Don't let go, Sharkbomb!

Sharkbomb: Don't tell me what to dooo! (lets go)

Gotta say, Glomgold and Sharkbomb ends up being one of the highlights of the episode. Kind of wish we got to see more of them.

Instead, we get to see Mark Beaks and Boyd, the latter of which suspiciously doesn't want to put his head below water! Also, he seems to have the strength of a million and seventy men. I guess he really shouldn't complain. But I have a feeling he can't go out for a walk without rusting in the rain. I guessed this as soon as I saw him, anyway; it would be fitting for the tech guru.

Speaking of tech, they do cut back and forth between this party plot and the video game plot, and, unlike the last episode, it doesn't do any creative transitions between them. One minute, we're watching Louie plot his schemes. In the next minute, that plot pauses so we can see a close-up of Huey talking about how the fate of the land is in Della's hands...that land being the garden. The joke is that Huey is boring!

Unlike Huey's insistence on staying in his force field bubble and playing FarmVille, Della wants him to explore the world, go to a checkpoint, and use all of that XP he's getting from those bugs to become super-powerful. This is all a metaphor for Huey not wanting to leave his comfort zone even with his mother goading him to do so. How subtle do they make this metaphor?

Huey: Hey Mom? I think I should step out of my comfort zone.

By outright saying it. As an aside, being one of the adventurous nephews, is Huey really the person that needs this lesson?

Back to the more exciting plot, Boyd sure plays some mean pinball, and Doofus is taking a liking to him. Louie tries to find some dirt on Boyd, looking through Mark Beaks' Waddle profile and looking at all of the pictures with his kid. Ignoring how Boyd has the same face in every picture, the biggest tell that this kid may be a fake is that there's no baby pictures!

Louie: Where are the baby pictures? Beaks would never pass up that sweet clickbait!

Goldie: Click-what, now?

Louie's not wrong, and it's good to see one scam Goldie would never take a part in. However, they need something more obvious. Eventually, Louie gets one, as he gets connected to the Beaks Optimistic Youth Droid's Wi-Fi network.

Even though Goldie isn't tech-savvy, even she can recognize an acronym when she sees it. Not willing to outright tell Doofus about his new best friend being a robot, Louie decides to just ask the B.O.Y.D. what he did two days ago.

To make a long story short, it doesn't work out, as the B.O.Y.D. starts shooting lasers out of his eyes. Wow, I guess I can't avoid reviewing shows with laser-eye-using children.

Eventually, his fake eyes melt, and he ends up falling into the pool. Mark Beaks laments that he's going to need a big bag of rice right before he'll need something to wash off honey, bees, and whatever else is in the honey bin Doofus sent him to. Goldie is impressed, and sends some praise to her not-really nephew about how they should team up on a more permanent basis.

Doofus is really upset that his newest best friend had their eyes melted, apparently at least the second year in a row this has happened. Much like Calvin and Hobbes' "noodle incident" and whatever led to his father getting a tattoo of a centaur Doofus, one's imagination can fill in the blanks far better than even the mighty DuckTales writers could on how that could happen. Only a minute after that aforementioned praise...

Goldie: Llewellyn Duck, I am so disappointed! Ruining poor Doofus' party, trying to take all the extra bags by yourself! Who raised you?

(a minute later)

Goldie: Sorry, Sharpie, I only work for myself! I want you gone, mister!

Oh, Goldie! For reasons only Doofus seems to know, he decides to arrange that last plan with the help of the BOYD. He's able to do this thanks to him grabbing the phone that just happened to slip out of Beak's hands when he sent him to the Honey Bin earlier. Doofus presses the “Kill” button on the stolen phone, and the B.O.Y.D. rises up from the pool water, mostly unharmed. So much for needing the rice.

Doofus essentially does his “psycho rich kid” shtick again, saying that his party wouldn't be complete without him beating a pinata, and he wants to hunt the most dangerous pinata: man. As he controls the BOYD, we're left to wonder if Goldie will just take the money and run, leaving Louie to get beaten by a robotic kid.

Oh, of course Goldie decides to save Louie in the end, putting herself between the rapidly spinning bat and the "Sharpie". Doofus ends up saying this was all a test to see if Goldie could be a loving parent or not. This doesn't completely add up to the cover story, but maybe that was what Doofus actually wanted, as we'll soon see.

Meanwhile, in the video game, Huey finally manages to get out of the "comfort zone" by stepping out of it. This turns the force field off, causing an alien to zap it and kidnap his mom. He initially thinks that he should have just stayed in his comfort zone, but he then realizes he needs to save his Mom. He runs towards the checkpoint, and his level begins to rise. Or, as Della says...

Della: That power level... (scouter explodes)

Oh, dear.

Della: ...it's over 9000!

Well, I guess they were not above it after all! Do not get me wrong: I don't hate this, and at least the line still fits. Huey becomes a Super Saiyan God The Duke and destroys the alien monster with his raw fisticuffs. That's pretty much it for this B plot; it ends with a scene where Della has to wrestle the keyboard away from him because he was getting too "not comfortable". Eh.

In the A plot, we get to see the aftermath of Louie and Goldie's plot: Doofus gives Louie all of the gift bags, and Goldie's good parenthood gets rewarded by becoming the new Goldiemama.

Doofus's parents: Goldiemama.

Don’t worry, that’s not the only payoff, and the other one is so satisfying, one needs to watch the episode because I will not spoil it.

It should be obvious even from this episode that being that Goldiemama is not a pleasant reward to say the least, even without the glass dome Doofus is keeping her in. Louie, knowing this, fights with himself with whether or not he should just take the money and run. Goldie did just betray him a few minutes ago. Maybe it would be a deserved punishment to let that betrayer suffer by being in the Doofus household.

Oh, of course Louie decides against taking the money and running, and goes to the rescue of his Louie Inc partner. This was a turn of events about as expected as Goldie not willing to let Doofus break the living pinata. I mean, it's not like they're just going to shoot someone into the moon...okay, that was a bad example.

Actually, come to think of it, Louie Inc doesn't really come up in this plot. Considering a future episode, he would consider stealing a business opportunity, but he has to find some way to make it technically not stealing.

As standard for my DuckTales reviews, I am not going to entirely spoil the ending of this episode. While it shouldn't be much of a spoiler to know that Louie will not be rich at the end of this episode and Goldie will be rescued, there is a very pleasant scene to see for people who just want to see Doofus' parents get something good for a change, and to see Doofus finally get something he deserved.

I'll also show this: this episode ends with this oddly touching shot of Goldie slipping in one of the on-the-spot pictures of Louie, right next to a picture of dear ol' Scroogie. Awww.

How does it stack up?

At first, I didn't really like this episode, but repeated viewings did lead me to see some of the good of this episode. However, I couldn't shake off that I didn't really like the B plot. It's not the worst, but it's not great, either. The best part is that it's not the mama's boy this time.

Despite the good moments with Glomgold, and I did like the ending of the A plot, this episode didn't do as much for me as most episodes of this show. I'm not going to send it to the Honey Bin, though.

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