#also 'the smartest man in the universe' is an idiot

[trippinsorrows]

10 things + r. reigns

authors note: so, a lot of this stems from convos with the lovely @fearlesschimera where one tree hill was brought up. and i loved me some nathan and haley. plus, i'm loving everything about this otc era and needed to write something about it now vs having to wait with my other stories cause we ain't there yet lmao

might be a part two. idk if this even makes sense tbh

words: 3.1k

warnings: none, really? some language? kayfabe story.

There are exactly two sides to Roman Reigns.

The good side and the bad side. 

And Nova Reigns has experienced them both with an unfortunate increase in the latter versus the former. 

She can pinpoint exactly when it started, too. 

When things started to get difficult again.

2020. COVID. While the world was an absolute mess, chaos and death occurring globally every day, her husband of over ten years wasn’t much better. He’d decided to stay home, not wanting to risk bringing home anything that could put her pregnancy with their first daughter, Arabella, Bella as they affectionately called her, at risk. 

It was also so he could figure out just what the hell he was doing with his career. Roman was frustrated. Tired of going along with what was always told of him instead of doing it his way. And it’s why when he returned back to work that summer, he came back a completely changed man. Bigger, stronger, meaner.

This was a different Roman Reigns. The likes of which the WWE had never seen.

And it’s been a ride ever since.

Up and downs along the way. 

A lot of ups up until WrestleMania 40 where after 1,316 days as the undisputed universal champion and unable to let go of a betrayal from so many years ago, Roman lost. He lost his title and something so much deeper that night.

His sense of self.

Nova did the best she could in the months he’d been off to keep his spirits lifted, to support him, often encouraging Bella to ask her dad to do stuff with her even when Nova technically could. Asked him to care for their two year old daughter, Camillia, Cami, as she worked from home, something she’s done for almost the entirety of her post college career. 

But most importantly, Nova worked to help Roman repair the relationship with their oldest son, Roman Jr., RJ, as they’ve called him since the day he was born.

To say the relationship is awful would be an exaggeration. No, it’s just…..fragile.

A fragility that Nova has tried so hard over the past couple of years to strengthen to no avail. A large part of the issue being the fact that her twenty year old son is just as stubborn as his father. Twins, she often calls them. Similar heights, build, personalities, etc. 

Great when they want to be. A pain in the ass when they don’t need to be.

A painful situation all around though, especially when she thinks back to how this all started, to how someone like Nova ended up with someone like Roman.

And it’s a simple answer, really.

He was an idiot.

Well, when it came to English, that was.

Once upon a time ago, Roman wasn’t the massive WWE superstar that he is now. He was just Roman Reigns. The typical, popular jock of their high school. A football player with the stereotypical ego to match. And she was just Nova, the geeky underclassmen who always had a secret crush on the boy she never thought in a million years would look her way.

And truth be told, if not for the fact his coach threatened to bench him if he didn’t raise his English grade, he probably never would have. Hell, she’s certain the only reason he knew she existed was because she was the best and smartest kid in class, so of course their teacher would recommend her for a tutor. 

The answer was initially no. Not necessarily because she was opposed, but more because her crush on him was too big to not get distracted. Even though his jerkish tendencies should have done just that. 

But Roman has always been charismatic and persistent, and before she knew it, she’d agreed. And that agreement changed everything because it showed her for the first time the nice side of Roman, the side that secretly loved music and was surprisingly good at math. The side that struggled with feeling like he’d never be good enough or live up to his family’s athletic reputation both in football and wrestling.

It made her realize and see that Roman was just as human as everyone else. 

It made her fall in love with him.

And that was rocky, too. Navigating his constant struggle of wanting to admit his feelings for her while also being embarrassed about her and wanting to hide their relationship. It created a fair set of conflict, and Nova shed her fair share of tears.

Especially as she sat on the floor of her bathroom, plush, purple rug cushioning her bottom but not the blow that was the two lines on the pregnancy test in her hands. But, seven months later, with her mom on one side and Roman on the other, she shed a different set of tears. Different kinds of tears.

Happiness.

Happiness at welcoming her first child into the world, Roman Reigns Jr. 

RJ

Being teen parents, especially at the tender ages of 16 and 18 was most definitely nothing like it was depicted on the reality shows. It was rough, especially as Roman started college, opting to stay local to help her raise their child as she finished her senior year. They fought, they argued, they disagreed, but at the end of the day, they still loved.

And it was that love that carried them through the rocky years of Roman trying to figure out just what he wanted to do with his life as Nova worked a job and raised their son while pursuing her degree in software engineering. She also stayed local to benefit from the help of her family while chasing her dream. It was rough, it was hard, but they did it.

Even with having to be on food stamps and financial assistance at times to take care of their child, Nova struggling to enter the male dominated workforce of tech and Roman not always having consistent income, they did it. 

And they were happy.

They still are. Just….not like it used to be. 

Nova still loves her husband with all of her heart and soul. They’ve been through too much together for her to ever really leave him, but she’d be lying if she said it didn’t cross her mind from time to time. Especially over the past four years, watching him almost revert back to that bully from high school as he manipulated and mentally abused his family, his cousins, his lifetime best friends so much so that the Bloodline he worked so hard to create crumbled right before him.

And it’s only deteriorated since he lost the title to Cody Rhodes. Solo had turned on Roman, brutally kicked Jimmy out of the Bloodline and invited in non-family. Week after week, taking shot after shot at her husband, his cousin, his flesh and blood. 

Going so far as to take the sacred ula fala and declare himself the tribal chief. An honor that was bestowed upon Roman by the elders of his family. It finally reached a point where Roman had enough, making his grand return at SummerSlam and preventing his once enforcer from taking the very title Roman still believes is rightfully is. 

He’s made intermittent returns since then, each one proving just why Roman Reigns is being considered one of the greatest of all time, even while still in the middle of his career. His aura is unmatched. The sales don’t lie. The numbers don’t lie. 

The OTC is WWE. 

But, Roman has been a bit on edge since he was unexpectedly jumped by his other cousin, Jacob, Solo’s latest dangerous addition to the Bloodline.

Nova especially knows he was even more pissed because she’d taken the girls to his show that night, at his request.

He hates looking ‘weak’ in front of him, despite the fact that both were too consumed in kids' devices to pay attention. But, she was. And if anything, it was hard for her to see him be attacked like that, all alone. 

No one in his corner.

Jey’s moved to Raw.

Jimmy is still trying to figure out if he even wants to come back.

Solo has lost his damn mind. 

Sami…..no comment.

And Paul is still recovering from his brutal assault by the new Bloodline. 

The island of relevancy has a population of one. And while that one is formidable as all outdoors, he’s still just a man.

Granted, as much as it pains her to see Roman go at this alone, it’s hard for her to feel all the way bad for him. He did this. His actions drove his family away. 

Well, not all of them.

“Game!” Bella’s soft voice pulls Nova from reflecting on memory lane as she redirects her attention to where her son sits on the sofa in Roman’s locker room, Cami on his lap, grabbing his phone.

RJ chuckles, unlocking the iPhone and asking, “what you wanna play?”

Cami gasps and claps her hands. “Cookie!”

“Cookie Kingdom?” RJ asks, clicking around on his phone and handing it to her. “There ya go, lil’ bit.”

Nova’s smile is warm as she reflects on what feels like so long ago. “I remember when you were that little.”

RJ looks up at her, and it never ceases to amaze her how much he looks like his father. Complexion a little deeper, melanin he inherited from her, but outside of that, Roman could never deny paternity. 

He sucks his teeth. “Mama, don’t start that.”

“What?” Nova pouts, leaning back into the sofa, Bella tuned out of the conversation as she watches Bluey on her tablet. It’s always a bit funny to her how uninterested these kids just are when it comes to seeing Roman at work.

At least, not until he’s actually in their line of vision.

“You’ll always be my baby.” Because he will. Twenty and over 6ft tall or not, he’s her baby boy. “And speaking of baby, what’s going on with you and that girl you been dating?”

RJ rolls his eyes and adjusts Cami on his lap. He’s so good with his little sisters. “Nothing.”

Nova smirks knowingly, picking up on the faint hit of redness on his cheeks. “Sure don’t seem like nothing.”

“Mama, she’s just a friend.”

“So ya’ll aren’t sexually active?”

RJ turns up his nose, clearly disgusted. “Ma, how you just gon’ ask me that?”

“Because I’m your mama and not ready to be a grandma, and your daddy would kill you if you were to get a girl pregnant halfway through college.”

It’s not missed upon Nova how the mention of Roman seems to completely dampen his mood. RJ rolls his eyes. “Like he cares at all.”

His comment hurts her. Deeply. “RJ….”

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to upset you.”

She ignores that apology, wanting to focus on the initial comment that has her stomach knotting for all the wrong reasons. “Your dad loves you, Junior. You have to know that.”

There’s a slight delay in his answer, and that alone is enough to make Nova know she needs to talk to Roman again tonight about actually talking with his son. A below the surface level conversation. A heart to heart.

“I know that, mama. I do. It’s just….” RJ blows out a breath and shakes his head. “You know how he is.”

She does. Very well. “You can say it. He’s an ass sometimes.” She’s so grateful for the headphones on Bella’s ears and the deep infatuation Cami has with her brother’s phone.

“You said it. Not me.” Mother and son share a laugh, RJ admitting, “I know he means well.”

“He does,” she agrees. “But, that doesn’t mean he can’t do better. I’ll talk to him again.”

RJ immediately looks like he feels bad, which only makes Nova’s chest ache more. “You don’t have to—”

She lifts her finger to silence him. “You’re my son. He’s my husband. I love you both, and it kills me to see ya’ll like this. I’m gonna do what I can.” And that’s a vow. The three of them have been through too much shit over the years for her to just allow the relationship between the two most important men to fall apart. She won’t let that happen. 

She can’t.

And speaking of, the door to Roman’s locker room opens, her husband walking in looking every bit as strong, powerful, and determined as he looked when he interfered yet again with Solo’s match and especially as he closed the door of that cage and challenged Jacob. 

Nova shifts in her seat, the memory bringing up other kinds of feelings which are entirely inappropriate given the presence of her children.

Cami is the first girl to notice him, lifting up her little arms and reaching for him, nearly dropping RJ’s phone in the process if not for his quick reflexes.

He most definitely got that from Roman as well, because Nova has not an athletic bone in her body.

Roman walks over and takes her from RJ, kissing her cheek, gaze almost reluctantly falling on RJ. “I didn’t know you were coming.”

Nova starts to scold Roman for such a cold introduction to their son they haven’t seen since he left for his sophomore year of college over a month ago. “Mom asked me to.”

She’s good at reading between the lines, picking up on the fact that he’s essentially saying he’s only here because of Nova.

Not Roman.

Roman notices this, she’s sure. He’s a perceptive bastard. But, he says nothing. “How’s school?”

“Fine.” 

“RJ.” And her son can be a petty bastard. Like father, like son. She directs her statement to Roman, “I was thinking we could go to his game tomorrow—”

RJ, however, is quick to dismiss this. “You don’t have to.”

Nova’s gaze on Roman allows her to see the hurt that flashes in his eyes at the rejection. But as has been the case lately, he pushes it aside, replacing it with indifference. “You heard what he said. He doesn’t want us there, so we wo—”

“That’s not what I said.” RJ leans back against the chair and shrugs his shoulders, shaking his head, clearly frustrated. “You always do this. Always hear what you want to hear.” He scoffs, head turned, muttering, “I see why everybody left you.”

Nova gasps. “RJ!” She sees it, the hurt that’s just tripled and is about to be expressed in anger, leading to another big blowout between the two of them. Thankfully, this is the moment Bella finally becomes aware of Roman’s presence.

“Daddy!” She pulls off her headphones, climbs off the sofa and runs over to him, hugging his legs. 

Roman doesn’t hesitate to pick her up, both daughters in his arms as Nova leans over, running her hand through her fresh silk press. This. This is what she wanted to avoid. These are the kinds of situations that leave her in tears as she vents to her therapist about her ever growing stress levels, how torn she feels in what to do in moments like this. 

Roman is her husband, but RJ is her son. Neither is fully right, but neither is fully wrong either. How does one handle that?

Thankfully, it’s not long after that Roman is being called to prepare to get back out in the ring. This means a probably needed separation from the two titans in her life. Nova holds Cami this time, while Bella hangs onto RJ as they’re escorted ringside. 

It takes a bit of persuasion to get RJ to agree to come with her. She can see he’s ready to just leave.

But, reminding him of how big a help he is with the girls seems to win him over because while he’s certainly not in the best of places with his dad, RJ is a mama’s boy through and through. He loves him some Nova and would do anything to help her. 

Even if it means helping her with the two siblings that came as a complete shock to him.

It still makes Nova laugh a little as she recalls the horrified and almost disgusted expression on his face as she and Roman broke the pregnancy news to him.

“I didn’t even know ya’ll still did that.” And if his statement wasn’t bad enough, he just had to add insult to injury as the blunt almost 16 year-old he was at the time. “Ain’t ya’ll kinda old to still be freaking?”

No. 

Never that.

“Daddy!” This time it’s Cami who’s calling out to Roman, recognizing his new music before he even emerges from the back looking as badass as he always does. Nova is temporarily in a state of awe, overhearing Bella asking RJ to hold her so she can see better. 

Roman has come so far, done so well for himself, even with things with his family being a hot ass mess, there’s still no denying he is it. That he has it. It’s undeniable. She almost feels bad for Cody.

He’ll always be stuck in Roman’s shadow. 

The thought makes her suddenly curious about what could be one of the reasons behind the strife between her firstborn and husband. Nova tucks this in the back of her mind, planning to discuss it further in therapy.

As Roman moves into the ring, Nova stands on the sidelines, holding her baby girl on her hip, smiling back and forth between the two. She watches Roman move around the ring on their commercial break

And when his gaze falls on the set of them, her heart swells as he mouths ‘I love you’ before seamlessly transitioning back into that hardened, determined expression.

And this is why there’s two sides to Roman Reigns. The good side being the one that she sees in that brief, vulnerable exchange. The one that used to kiss her pregnant stomach as he confided in her his fears about not being a good dad, about feeling not ready, about worrying about failing in life. 

Failing her. 

Failing himself.

Failing their child.

The man who worked so hard and gave everything his all to prove he was someone, becoming that someone, yet somehow losing something in the process.

Nova knows it’s still in there though, knows that he is still the boy he fell in love with many moons ago. She knows that as frustrated as he makes her, as cold he can be, as disconnected he can seem, that love is still there and just as strong. 

And she’ll fight for it. 

For him. 

For their son.

For their family. 

She has to.

[enviedear]

Hiii !! How are you? Pleasure to meet you!

I saw your engineering major!Anakin post and when I tell you I immediately twirled around on my bed and started kicking my feet like a fucking teenage girl… I’m not joking.

This is a headcanon that has been following me ever since I entered the beautiful world of Anakin Skywalker. Seriously. I even have a one shot about lmaoooo

Could you please elaborate on that? I would love to hear your takes, discuss them and just thirst over him together! Because god lord, I’m so grateful to found someone who was the same interest on engineer Anakin. Also bonus points for college student Anakin because that’s just hot as fuck

Thank youuuu

Mina

i literally am obsessed over this concept thank you so much for indulging me! i centered it over him in college mostly because— i just... it does things to me.

also what if i said engineering major!anakin fic in the works...

a few nsfw themes in here so minors dni i will block you <3

he strikes me as the type of guy you'd see once on campus and then immediately try to find him on the university's social media accounts.

he wouldn't be fucking anywhere until you find the engineering college's Instagram account

it hasn't had a single post in two years but it's okay because you find one of him !!!

and the only picture of his face is so grainy, but he's in it and he looks so fucking hot at his computer and that's enough

also he's totally unapproachable

not that he's a dick or anything, he's just cussing out all his professors in his head and worried about his last materials exam

i think in his (very limited) spare time he'd be into either metalworking or cars... probably both

like i think he could fix almost any car-related issue without having to go to a shop

axel on his car goes out? yeah he's ordering the part and putting it on his damn self

his motor blows up? he's spending his summer rebuilding it while taking sixteen hours of summer classes

and if he does have to go to a shop, it's strictly because he doesn't have time and he most certainly will pop the hood and check their work

also i believe he'd like stick shift

literally won't buy a car unless it's manual

"what the fuck is the point of an automatic"

he totally also learns how to tune in his free time and everytime you hear a car speed by you on campus you just know it's his work

now, if you're lucky enough to catch his eye i truly believe he'd be so fucking consumed by you

he'd ask you to go everywhere with him; he needs to study in the library? he's asking you to come. he has to give a dissertation? he's begging you to come watch him. it's 3am and he just finished his statics project? he's calling you like, 'baby please come with me to get food. I'll buy you a treat.'

also the biggest and most clingy bf ever in the history of the world

will stop doing his work to come watch you play the sims and just hold you (also tells you how to build a proper house despite you bing like,, "ani... the fun part is making them get into trouble not making sure their roof is durable.")

also likes to be incentivized with you

"if i get an a on this next test will you let me bend you over the desk?"

or, "i'll study better if you let me taste you, please baby?"

star-student, no question.

and he's so fucking smart it's a bit annoying because he'll bitch and moan about how bad he's doing while getting on the dean's list every year

the way he explains what he's working on is hot as fuck

numbers make sense to his mind in ways you will never understand, but good lord is it nice to watch his smart little mouth move

type of man to take you on a date into the city and point out the shitty infrastructure

"for as much rain as we get you'd think these fucking idiots would have put more drains."

"that bridge is due to fall in less than ten years, what the fuck were they thinking."

he's just the smartest boy, and you make sure to tell him any chance you get not that he agrees but he'll always say, "thank you pretty girl"

[aquariius-rising]

Lavender Latte (Shikamaru x reader)

Thinking about a slow burn situationship with Shikamaru Nara, who you meet during your first year at university. I got carried away with the mutual pining, but I’d like to eventually make this into a series of fics that can also be read as standalones.

feat: fem!reader, university student! reader, fluff, angst, comfort, mutual pining, two idiots in love

wc: 2.4k | masterlist

It was a general education class, which had little to do with your major, but you were determined to maintain a perfect GPA. Shikamaru did not care too much about GPA, he just wanted to graduate (D’s do get degrees, after all). 

On the first day of class, he was the last person to arrive. The only seat available to him was up front, next to you. You smiled at him and passed him an extra copy of the syllabus, which you saved in case someone came in late. He mumbled a quiet thank you. 

He found your attitude grating at first, especially since the class was at 9am. He couldn’t understand how you managed to show up early, eyes bright and well-rested with your color coded notes that you took ahead of each lecture. 

You answered every discussion question and hosted study sessions in your dorm room. Shikamaru, on the other hand, showed up late (if he showed at all). He didn’t talk unless he had to, and he certainly didn’t take notes. You were sunshine in human form, and Shikamaru preferred to stay in the shadows. 

When he showed up 15 minutes late one morning, he noticed that you’d saved his seat and left an energy bar with a smiley sticker on it. A sticker! 

‘Tch. troublesome.’ 

He cursed you for being so sweet, but the lazy man made a point to grab your favorite coffee as a thank you for the next class. He scoffed at your order, a flowery latte with plant milk. 

‘Women,’ he muttered to himself, ordering it and a black coffee for himself. 

Despite your differences, the two of you got along.

You only see each other in the context of the single class you share, but you make a powerful study team. The rest of the class, sensing that they could never keep up with your high energy and his intellect, slowly stopped showing up to your sessions. 

Noticing this, Shikamaru began to come each week. Eventually, you two had a private study session. You tell him you need an A in this class because you want to apply to law school, and for some reason he decides he wants to help you get there. Your grades soared, and Shikamaru found himself making a point to get to class only 5 minutes late.

His group of friends teased him about it every time they met for a kickback. Since when do you care about gen eds? They’d ask. Shikamaru could only curse at them and roll his eyes. 

Your friends were equally confused. They couldn’t understand why you’d spend time with a slacker like Shikamaru. You laughed them off, assuring them that he’s actually the smartest person you’ve ever met, and that he’s just waiting until his higher level classes start next year.

Exam week looms over campus like a thick fog. You were especially anxious to set the best foundation for your academic performance, which is why you were camping in the library. You spent a solid 6 hours staring at your textbooks, willing your brain to understand what you were reading. 

“The answer is C,” a voice drawled behind you, startling you back to reality. And there he was, smirking down at your disheveled appearance, your latte in hand. 

He’s never seen you so flustered, and for a moment, he wondered what else could make you look like that. He wanted to be the one to tousle your hair and make you stare up at him with those wide eyes. A slight blush crosses his face and he averts his gaze. You don’t notice. 

He offers the caffeine to you and you accept it, your eyes filled with gratitude and he settles in a seat beside you for a quick tutoring session. It helps, and you try in vain to offer anything in return. 

You both get the highest grades in the class, of course. Your friends go out for a night to celebrate and to loosen up after 16 weeks of focusing on classes, volunteering, and internships. They meet you in your tiny dorm room with 2 bottles of cheap red wine and dress you in your roommate’s old little black dress before sneaking out to a bar on campus.

The smell of cigarette smoke mixes with greasy pub food, and you can’t maneuver around the space without bumping into someone. The experience is equal parts mortifying and exhilarating.

Shikamaru notices you walk in. He’s surprised you’d come to this shitty establishment since he’s never seen you out during the regular semester. He puts out his cigarette and ambles toward you, ignoring his friends’ prying questions. 

You beam when you meet his gaze, and emboldened by the unfamiliar territory, you offer to buy him a drink. To make up for all the coffees he got you, of course. Shikamaru lets out a laugh at this. 

‘Troublesome woman,’. You giggle at the nickname and loop your arm with his, dragging him to the bar. Your shoes stick to the linoleum flooring, making your inebriated steps clumsier. 

He steadies you, rolling his eyes despite the mirth dancing in his eyes. You let him order for both of you since you don’t know what you like, and he hands you a yellow drink. The bartender smirks knowingly at Shikamaru, and you quietly pay and offer a meek “thank you”. 

His eyes drink in the way your hair sticks to your neck and the soft sheen of sweat that gathers at your hairline, causing the tiny hairs there to curl from the moisture. You smell like summertime, citrus and wildflowers. It cuts through the heavy smell that lingers around the venue. 

“Tequila pineapple,” he offers. You look at him with slight confusion. 

“Your drink. It’s not a real cocktail since this isn’t a real bar, but it works,” he said simply. You thank him again and try it. It burns, of course, but the pineapple juice offers sweet relief. He laughs at your attempt to drink without wincing. 

Your friends find you before you can talk properly and you follow them to the dancefloor, careful not to spill on anyone. You shoot him an apologetic glance before getting lost in the fervor around you. It’s sweaty and maybe a little gross, but the tequila makes it difficult for you to concentrate fully. 

Shikamaru returned to his friends, his beer half finished. Lately, your conversations have left him feeling uneasy. He’d hoped it was because of exams but he knew what was happening. Every shared laugh, every conspiratorial look, felt like a punch to his gut. It was a tangled mess of emotions he was ill-equipped to deal with. 

He tried to pay attention to whatever Kiba was talking about, but his eyes kept flickering to you. Eventually, Choji followed his gaze to your form. 

"So that’s why you’re up at 8AM on Mondays?" Choji asked, darting between his childhood friend and you. The rest of the group, sensing a juicy conversation taking place, turned to face you too. Kiba whistled, causing Naruto to burst in a fit of laughter.   

“It’s not like that,” he muttered, watching some guy wrap his arm around your waist and whisper something in your ear. The dazzling smile you give him in response could have stopped Shikamaru’s heart. His hand tightens around his beercan, denting it a bit. Choji looks at him, sympathy clear on his face. 

You swayed, holding onto someone’s shoulder for extra stability. The air around you was electric. You hummed in tune with the music, loud and overpowering. 

A guy from your political science class, Sasuke was it?, approaches you. He tells you he was impressed with your final project, making you blush. He was handsome, but the connection between you was friendly. He leans into you and asks you about your roommate and you grin, ecstatic to play matchmaker. 

You grab your roommate to introduce her, but she surprises you with her own observation. 

“He keeps staring,” 

You blink, once, twice. She motions for you to turn around, so you spin dramatically. Your friends groan at your lack of subtlety. You lock eyes with Shikamaru, who finishes his drink without breaking eye contact. A shiver races down your spine.  

Shikamaru Nara didn’t like girls with so much energy. Shikamaru Nara will never put in the effort to date. You knew this, but the hours you spent together made it impossible to ignore the way you craved his attention. 

Frozen on the dancefloor, all you can do is watch as he leaves the bar. The night continues, wholly unaware of your pity party. 

Shikamaru stalks toward the exit, ignoring the calls from Choji and pushing past drunk people more forcefully than he should. He needed air. Stepping outside, he leaned against the brick wall, a cigarette dangling unlit from his lips. The cold air felt welcome after being in the hot and humid bar for the last 2 hours. 

He groaned and searched his coat pocket for his lighter. It was unfair how much you affected him. He hasn’t felt quite like himself for months, and you seemed to be completely oblivious to the effect you had on every fiber of his being. 

Taking a long drag of his cigarette, Shikamaru reflects on just how much he wishes he could say something to you. He has no idea if he’ll see you again once he left campus for winter break since you were going to be in different programs. 

Tonight felt like a gift until you were ripped from him by circumstance. He hears commotion near the exit, so he turns to the source of noise. His heart rate skyrockets when he sees you, searching for something. 

You talk to the bouncer, but the wind makes it difficult for him to hear your words. The burly man motions in his direction, and you see him. You start to head in his direction with that same dazzling smile. 

He offers you his cigarette and you laugh. Of course you don’t smoke, but he wanted to break the ice somehow. There’s a heaviness that lingers between you both. And for once, he notices, you seem to realize it too. 

You shiver, December weather finally penetrating your liquid jacket. He shrugs out of his jacket and offers it to you, ever the gentleman. It’s hard not to swoon when he treats you so sweetly. 

The jacket smells like smoke and his cologne, a distinctly masculine scent. You nuzzle the collar and inhale, earning a laugh from your normally stoic companion. The sound sends goosebumps over your skin. He tells you the dress looks good on you, that it makes you look cool with his jacket. He asks you how it feels to go out for the first time. You retreat into the jacket, but will yourself to respond. 

"It's...different," you admit, the words muffled by fabric. You weren't sure if you meant the change in style or the shift in your dynamic that you both seem to be acknowledging tonight. 

Shikamaru chuckles again,"Good different, I hope?"

You meet his gaze, the playful teasing you usually shared replaced by a hesitant vulnerability. "Different...and confusing."

He pushes off the wall, shoving his hands into his pockets. 

"Confusing?" He echoes, his voice a low murmur. He looks dangerous and you gulp despite yourself.

"You," you blurted, surprised by your own boldness. "You looked upset. And then you were gone,"

Shikamaru flinches, a flicker of something akin to embarrassment crossing his face, seeming to wrestle with the right words. You take a step closer to him. 

There was a beat of silence, thick with emotion. Finally, Shikamaru sighs.

 "Look," he mumbles, scratching the back of his neck, a nervous habit you noticed on the first day of class. "Don't get the wrong idea about… back there."

You feel the moment slipping away before you’ve said what you’ve been too afraid to say for 4 months. You reach for him, desperate to prevent him from sabotaging what they had before they could confess to each other. 

“Sasuke was interested in my roommate. He’s my friend,” you say, firmly. 

He meets your gaze, the air crackling between you, tension reaching a fever pitch.  "This isn't..." He paused again, frustration evident in his furrowed brow. "This isn't how I thought things would be. I hoped to tell you before now, I guess"

Your heart hammers against your ribs. Did he just...? But before you can press him further, a mischievous grin spreads across his face. "Besides," he continues, a hint of his usual playfulness returning, "You wouldn’t want to waste your time with a troublesome guy like me, would you?"

The playful tease sent a wave of relief and confusion washing over you. Before you could decipher his mixed signals, he flicked his cigarette butt onto the ground, an almost defeated sigh escaping his lips.

"Come on," he said, offering you his arm. "Let's get you back inside before you freeze."

You hesitate for a moment, the weight of his unspoken words hanging heavy in the air. Then, with a small smile, you grab his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. Before nerves can convince you otherwise, you brush your lips against his.  Time stands still as he takes a step toward you, deepening the kiss for a second longer before parting. Your breath heaves from excitement and he swears he could cry tears of joy. 

“Okay, now let’s go back,” you whisper against his lips. He nods, unable to say anything. 

You join him inside, this time meeting his friends. 

Choji watches Shikamaru joke with you, his demeanor more excited than he’s ever seen. And you stare up at him, the depths of your feelings obvious to everyone but the two of you. Even Kiba, normally the jokester and playboy, can’t help but smile at your obvious chemistry. 

Sasuke buys everyone in both groups a round, as a thank you for setting him up with your roommate. Despite your differences, everyone chatters excitedly about their upcoming plans during break and your schedules for next semester. 

You have no idea what the future holds, or what tonight means for you and him, but you decide not to think about it for now as you take a sip of your second tequila pineapple. 

Shikamaru never thought a troublesome 9AM class would inspire gratitude, but looking at you tucked beside him warmed him like a sip of perfectly brewed coffee on that fateful morning.

[rebelspykatie]

that green light, i want it

Part 7

There’s a sickening silence that follows his declaration. It takes a beat too long for Steve to respond, and the satisfied grin on Henry’s face says that confession hit home, effectively shocking Steve into silence, as though he has to be the smartest person in the room. Eddie hates him. 

But Steve shakes his head, like he’s trying to clear the air, and says, “It doesn’t matter what I am. Where is Nancy?”

“Oh, I haven’t harmed your girlfriend, Steven.” He tilts his head again. A sickening feeling settles in his gut that Henry is somehow ten steps ahead of them. “She’s not what I want, she’s just an easy target. All you humans are so simple in your desires. So foolish how you go about things, when you should just take. You think what you are isn’t important, but it’s the only thing that matters.” 

Steve’s hands flare up green again, tightly balled up fists at his sides, as if he’s holding back from unleashing his fury. But for the first time, Eddie notices how the ground around them is alive, too. It’s so subtle he wouldn’t have seen it unless he was really looking, but the grass within the forcefield is standing at attention, like the hairs on the back of your neck when you’re frightened. They wilt back down when Steve gets control and his hands flicker out. Huh.

One glance at Henry tells him he’s just as intrigued, a glimmer of hunger in the depths of his unwavering stare. He’ll do anything to keep this man away from Steve. Conceivably, it’s idiotic. To throw himself into danger for someone he just met, but while Henry confirmed Steve is more powerful than even he knew, Steve is also vulnerable. A sheep in the lion’s den. And Eddie’s always protected defenseless sheep.  

“Why is it always a game with you? Why don’t you ever just say what you mean?” Steve huffs out, clearly frustrated. Eddie is too, even if there’s this dreadful part of his brain that’s delighted to witness a true villain monologue happening like he’s been dropped straight into his own horrifically crafted dnd campaign. 

“Haven’t you been listening?” Henry’s ghoulish smile reappears. “Your power is the only thing that matters. Killing that girl was a fool’s errand. That ritual is child’s play in comparison to draining a druid. Isn’t it wonderful how the universe provides?” Every word out of his mouth increasingly more erratic, “I thought I had it all figured out. Sacrifice the girl and get the power. But, no. It didn’t work, I thought perhaps I had miscalculated, but really the universe was trying to give me something better. Something more than a useless child and useless witch. You.”

And before Eddie can stop himself, the words come tumbling out of his mouth. “But you did miscalculate.” His heart is both thumping in his chest and altogether trying to stop. Why would he say that? Why would he draw attention to himself like that in front of someone who’s clearly unhinged?

Steve’s head turns infinitesimally to the side, barely noticeable, when Henry's attention snaps to Eddie, like they both forgot he was there. 

“Seems your friend is just as foolish as you are, Steven.”

“I’m a fucking idiot, but so are you, you pale asshole.” Steve tenses under his hands in warning. May as well go all in. “You did miscalculate. Barb wasn’t a virgin, that’s why your sacrifice didn’t work.” He waves one hand in the air, scoffing, “Not because the universe is trying to reward your shitty behavior.” 

“I don’t even know who you are,” Henry growls, moving forward as if to step off the porch towards them, “I could snap your neck wi-”

A few things happen all at once, and Eddie will never get to hear the end of that sentence. Henry is frozen in place, body jerking unnaturally, throat convulsing and eyes frantic, looking lost as he sees Steve’s hands their natural color, no green to be seen. No, purple is the shade surrounding Henry, snaking up like vines around his wrists, chaining him down. 

Eddie’s confused too, until two people step out from behind Henry and come into focus. One is a woman Eddie’s never seen before, but Steve lets out a cry of Nance that gives her away, with purple ebbing and flowing from her hands, eyes gleaming in the starlight like little galaxies as she holds Henry in place. 

The other Eddie knows, a little too well, from his days dealing before he could get a better job. Hopper is holding out a gun, pointing it directly at Henry’s head and scanning their surroundings for any other threats. He’s never been happier to see a cop. 

“Hopper?” Eddie asks incredulously, wondering how he got involved in all of this. 

“Munson,” Hopper gives him one of his deadpan stares for a beat, before nodding at Steve. “Harrington. Thanks for the tip.” 

“Did you get what you needed?” Steve asks. Hopper nods again and Steve’s shoulders finally relax, letting out a long exhale. His attention switches to Nancy. “Nance, you okay?” 

“I’m fine, but I can’t hold him for much longer.” She’s visibly trembling, the magic coursing through her entire body, weakening her. Even Eddie can see the dark circles under her eyes and the gaunt appearance of her skin illuminated by her magic.

The forcefield around them winks out of existence as Steve rushes to help, but it’s too late. Nancy’s magic flickers.

It happens in less than a second but to Eddie, time slows down. A ring of purple flares like the sun reflecting in a pond, blinding for just a moment, and Nancy’s gone, collapsing in a pile of limbs. A rag doll that a little girl casually tossed aside when she was done playing. Fitting for them being pawns in whatever game Henry was playing. 

Steve lunges and Eddie’s not sure if it’s towards Henry or Nancy, but he’s too far away to make a difference, not thinking clearly enough to use the magic at his fingertips, even though they’re lit up like sparklers. 

But it doesn’t matter, because Hopper’s gun goes off. Two rapid resounding shots, echoing in the calm night The only sound besides an answering howl from a distant dog. 

It doesn’t happen exactly like the movies. Henry doesn’t ricochet back and collapse dramatically. His head only jerks back a few inches before he falls to his knees, two bullets lodged in his skull. He doesn’t have any last fleeting words he can depart. One moment he’s alive, the next, dead. No remorse there.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Epilogue | AO3

[notatentaclemonster]

I now have more questions

How do outlets work? How did your people create machines? Does someone just go up from the sea and take the stuff from above? How do you have such high quality stuff in the ocean? Does your dimension not have land? If it does do people above litter? How is everything water proofed? I imagine that takes a serious about of engineering to create such high tech stuff is everyone down there just really smart? Are you doing the work yourself? Also how do you have facilities? Are those also in the water? Are there people there? Do you eat the people? Is that how you get your food? Are you all secretly cannibals eating all the sea creatures? IS THERE A JAIL? ARE THERE LAWS?

Holy fuck, calm down! It's not that complicated, oh my god!

Outlets are just designed in a way to push water out, they have this sort of pressurized bubble inside. Machines are often made inside artificially made air filled chambers where they're constructed and waterproofed.

There is no land people here, none at all. Land is limited to just a few islands, most too small for people to live in.

Facilities are underwater too, I think that should be obvious by now. And there's engineers and stuff down here??? I might be the smartest man in this universe, but that doesn't mean every other person in here is a complete idiot. And before you ask, our books are either carved out of stone tablets or made using special paper made out of algae.

Also the fuck??? Why would think we're cannibals??? Eating sea creatures doesn't count as cannibalism, would you call yourself a cannibal if you ate a monkey???

There are jails and laws and shit down here, being underwater doesn't mean we're in complete anarchy.

[luxshine]

Ok. So we start Stranger Things season 3

I write this as I watch, so basically, it's real time watching with me only in just one post.

And we start of course with the most idiotic team of scientists that has ever lived on a tv series. Because SERIOUSLY, what were they expecting, opening the door again? Carebears? Rainbow Brite? No, of course not. Death and destruction, that's it.

Also, I hope the general dies painfully. He has that look of a main villain that I usually hate so yeah, death. Pleas. Soon.

And OH! They're russians. So they're ANOTHER team of very stupid scientists, not OUR stupid scientists. Of course. The Eighties and the cold war and the Red Scare. So... HOW did they get a gate?

(And no, seriously, Scientists in fiction are always the stupidest smartest people around. I'd be more annoyed by it if it wasn't because in RL we have Scientists making cloned mammoth meatballs so... yeah)

Mike is still an idiot I see. But those kids are not JUST one year older. No way.

Also, someone get Hooper a parenting manual and a hobby. And get El some standarts. Mike is way below her level.

Good to see Lucas and Max are still going strong. And that Max is now part of the party.

AWWW... Steve's coworker knows the kids as "His Children". And he lets them in to Rated B movies that they SHOULD NOT be watching. SO sweet. And Will is SO in love with Mike it's painful. Really, Mike, Eleven, GET some standarts. There are much, much better boys than Mike out there.

Also, I had seen Steve in the Scoops Ahoy's outfit before (hard not to in Tumblr) but NOTHING prepared me to the actual thing in action. He looks SO ADORABLE.

I see the series is now cribbing Resident Evil 2's homework.

I like Robin. She takes none of Steve's crap.

SIgh... Will should NOT be seeing a zombie movie. And hey, the Mind Flayer is back. This is not going to be a good summer for poor Will.

Will, get some taste. Seriously, Mike is trash.

Oh, I see Nancy fixed her polycule issue with the DUMB solution of just having one boyfriend. Well, that leaves Steve free to be a good Single DAd. And good to see that Super Bob is still remembered.

Nancy is still the most selfish girlfriend in the universe I see. Jonathan should also get some taste. I can see that in general the Wheelers are trash people.

AWW, Dustin was away. I really hope his friends didn't forget him because if they did? I am writing the whole group off. YEs, even Max. You don't diss my fave boy.

WHO THE FUCK gave Dustin THAT Monkey Cymball toy? Like, seriously... WHO?! Because you know what toy is? That toy is the cover to Stephen King's Skeleton Crew's short story collection first edition and frigging scary as hell. I can't see monkeys with cymbals thanks to that short story and THAT one is... like the worst of them all.

And AWWW, they just wanted to surprise him. I love them and their friendship so much, even if Mike's an idiot.

WHO THE HELL gave Billy a job as a lifesaver? That man is NOT equipped to care for anyone except maybe his mullet. And he needs to die. Like now.

And it is REALLY creepy to see all the moms lusting after him. ESPECIALLY mrs. Wheeler. She like totally needs to get a life. I want all the Wheelers to move. The only one I don't hate is Mr. Wheeler and that's because he's a non entity.

Hooper's actor was getting ready for Red Guardian, right? His weight is fluctuating weirdly. Also, seriously, get Hopper a parenting manual, and while I agree that Mike is a terrible boyfriend, but he was a lot more sensible in seasons 1 and 2 than in this episode. Sure, he is now a single parent of a teenager, but he didn't use to be this... Alpha male toxic.

Ok, If Nancy goes postal on her coworkers, I won't blame her.

Mike is an idiot. I think we have established that.

DUSTIN HAS A GIRLFRIEND!!!! OMG, Someone tell Steve that his child is growing up.

I agree with Steve. The hat ruins the hair.

And I love Robin.

Ok. Joyce giving parenting lessons to Hooper should be sweet but... it is a bit cringy. Since... uhm. yeah. HARD second hand embarrassment for me here. Also, she has no daughters so... it's weird.

Plus... he TALKED to Eleven last season. Heart to heart talks. Sure, sometimes they ended up in screaming bouts, but they talked. HE knew how to do that!

Like, seriously, how hard would it be to say "I don't want you kissing with tongue under my roof, El, you still need to get a bit more socialized before jumping on a relationship!"? Hopper could do that.

And I see that the Joyce/Hopper ship is sailing.

Mike is an idiot. Will needs a better crush, and Dustin needs better friends. I mean, Lucas and Max ALSO are in a relationship, but they are not just dumping everyone just to go and suck face.

And we're still cribbing Resident Evil's notes. Oh, and Vermin, from Marvel. Anyone remembers Vermin? VERY gross villain. Also Parasite Eve. Cool.

Someone kill Bill, PLEASE.

Seriously, we lost BOB so we could see one of the GROSSEST examples of male gaze and bad flirting with a woman who could be his own mother?! And Is MARRIED! And said NO.

Oooh, trouble in paradise for Max and Lucas.

No, seriously... Dustin needs better friends. He just came back from a month away, is VERY excited about his new girlfriend and how many things he learned over said month. And none of them believe him or want to hear about that and... it's sad. Really sad.

He should've gone to Steve. Steve would've listened, be happy about him and give him a ride to the hill so he wouldn't have needed to take five hours to get there.

BOB!

I miss Bob.

Ok, seriously, the way the situation of Eleven with Mike around Hooper is being presented really doesn't work for me. He is a father, an adult, and he KNOWS what Mike is thinking because he WAS an hormonal teenager too. And he was the one who let El go to the dance last year. So this whole... I sleep listening to their radio romantic songs is... WEIRD.

ANY parent would go "hey, you can't have your door closed when your boyfriend is here" and it would be OK. Yes, Kiss and all, but open door because you guys are not ready for being parents yourself, you idiots.

Sigh. Hooper. I like your plan of killing Mike. But you are the adult, and the responsible one. So don't kill him. But yes. Mike SHOULD remember that he is dating the Sheriff's DAUGHTER.

Poor Dustin.

At least Will DOES want to hang around. But then, Will is the other single kid in the group and the one who will NOT get a girlfriend.

And of course now Dustin gets RUSSIAN radio. Kid, you need to stay with Steve. When you're with Steve you don't get in that much trouble. Or at least you have someone with a bat ready to defend you.

I NEED a reunion of Steve and Dustin. I mean, yes, the Russians opening the gate again is important and creepy and they shouldn't be doing it, but I REALLY need more Steve and LESS Bill and his creepy relationship with a married woman.

MRs. Wheeler... I don't like you. But seriously, going out with Billy is a mistake. BIG ONE. Don't do it.

Oh, hey. He FINALLY is going to Die. So happy about that. Pity that takes out the chance for Mrs. Wheeler to do the right thing, but I've wanting to see Billy die since, well, since he was mean to Steve. And his kids. So yeah, bye bye billy, you survived like 5 chapters too long for me.

Also, great horror reference at the end.

Strong beginning season 3. Even if you are mistreating my Dustin. Do better, or I will be sending Steve with a bat to your offices.

[captainderyn]

OC Tag Game

Ehehehe thank you for the tag @tiredassmage <3

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Favorite OC:

Oh man...oh how can you ask me to choose my favorite? In all honesty it kind of rotates depending on what game I'm fixated on that most that day/week/month lol. The usual havers-of-my-fixation are Five, Ryn, and Raenor & Wulfwryn (they come as a pair, fight me).

(But, just between you and me goers-of-tumblr, Five and Raenor are pretty tied :P)

Newest OC: I'm not going to count my Ryder from ME:A because I haven't introduced her here yet, so I'd say Roslynd. I wanted to create her in theory for awhile but then I got bit by the agent bug thanks to @tiredassmage and finally actually created her!

Oldest OC (length of time you've had them): As far as some form of their existence in the source material, probably Wulfwryn. I created her waaay back in...oh man...2011/12 when my Lord of the Rings hyperfixation was really sparked. Though I was an early middle schooler at that point, so naturally Wulfwryn was a thirtheenth walker insert and also far less developed and nuanced its a good thing I didn't post in the internet

However, in any iteration, probably Emeldir and Wren. They've been two of my longest standing OC concepts that have kind of bounced from universe to universe from old RP forums, to LOTR, to SWTOR. Though they're very, very different now. Emeldir used to be a wolf shape-shifter and Wren used to be far less of a WLW boss ass bitch.

Emeldir is my oldest SWTOR OC though, he was my first character way back in 20...uh...2015/16 when I first picked the game up.

Meanest OC: See, I'm really bad at making mean characters so I'm not sure xD Wren is probably the one who gives the least fucks and is more likely to put you in your place. She is a Dark Counselor after all, she's got to have an edge to her to succeed.

Softest OC: Raenor my bby boy (affectionate, that's a whole ass 500+ year old elven man). He is absolutely my softest OC who gets dragged into The Plot. He just wants to love Wulfwryn and create his music but instead Things Keep Happening.

Most Aloof/Standoffish: *trying to card through all my OCs, I have too many, especially Dragon Age ones I haven't talked about in awhile). I would say Five, only because that's how he is with basically everyone except Roslynd, Era, and his junior agents in the Cipher Division.

Dumbest (affectionate): This one probably goes to Ien, but I haven't talked about Ien in awhile he's fallen off the radar :') my idiot freckled blueberry smuggler. He's dumb as rocks (by choice).

For OCs I talk about regularly(ish) that has to go to Emeldir. He very book smart, but very young and naive at the start of the class story and very much NOT what you expect from a smuggler's personality and so many times Risha has to keep him from getting scammed because "NO they aren't being nice, they will take your money, no they don't actually need your help."

Smartest OC: Five and/or Ryn no contest. Five is smart as a whip, he needs to be and he's very logic-minded.

Horniest OC: *sigh* V. This woman cannot stop being horny for Judy even when we have plot to do. She's singularly minded, that one.

Ryn is also surprisingly horny but neither she nor I understand why she's attracted to turians, if she's actually attracted to turians at all, or if Garrus just Got Her With That Voice And Personality and the rest just kind of happens. So let me correct myself, she's *VERY* horny for Garrus, I just rarely write it because I don't understand physically why.

OC You'd Bang: *bisexual panic* Ha..ahaha...quite a few of them. Let's see, Five I accidentally projected My Type Of Man onto so definitely him. And also Ryn...very much Ryn, I mean *c'mon* yes Shepard hold me in your buff arms.

OC You'd Be Best Friends With IRL: Probably Emeldir ngl, he's so nice and chill and really just a quiet guy and by proxy that means I get a token extrovert friend in Rielay. I would love to be friends with Era but I definitely feel like she'd be way cooler than I am IRL.

Tagging... @storyknitter @queen-scribbles and @greyias if you'd like to join!

[speedierthanasubmarine]

My list of least favorite to favorite Batman actors:

Note: I’m a random person on the Internet, and my opinion should not affect you to the point of rudeness, harsh comments, or any sort of discourse whatsoever. I never say DNI, because you can interact with whoever you want, I’m not your mom, but if you want to start an argument…

DNI.

Also, I am an idiot and I’m aware of that, please don’t judge me.

Lastly, I’m excluding Kevin Conroy from the list because all his works vary, I either love his voice or I hate his voice, there is no in between. (Note: this was in my drafts for a very long while, during which Mr. Conroy had passed away. RIP Mr. Conroy.)

Without further ado: My Batman actor list:

9. Adam West- I personally didn’t enjoy his Batman… the whole vibe was too old and silly looking for me, but if I’d been alive at the time it came out I think I would’ve enjoyed it. It’s like the way my little siblings feel about the original yugioh series.

8. Battinson (Robert Pattinson)- I have a whole speech for this but I’ll try to be brief. Batman is the second smartest character in the DC universe (after Lex Luthor, a fact I think is still up for debate.) and the second best in hand to hand combat (after Lady Shiva which is not up for debate, I totally get that.) He can toss a man across a room with one hand, aim a gun without looking and grapple across cities supporting himself and all his body weight and muscle mass with one arm. He can learn a person’s tells, weaknesses, and inner natures after a few moments of conversation. Guy is a freakin BEAST of a man. Battinson gave me Walmart edition Tim Drake Batman from battle of the cowl vibes. He was like the brown ninja from Lego ninjago. (I don’t know if that guy went on to become great or something, all I know is that when I stopped watching the show he was a liability at best.) He didn’t feel like batman, or at least any batman I knew and liked to see. I don’t know if they were going for like, detective comics batman, but even then I felt like he fell flat and did a poor job. That’s my opinion and that’s that.

7/6/5. (Totally equal.) George Clooney, Val Kilmer, and Michael Keaton- Movies were fine, they weren’t anything special for me in terms of acting, no issues, no highlights.

4. Batfleck (Ben Affleck)- LISTEN I know his movies sucked, I’m not defending those, however he did a great job of playing the white knight, future state, urban legends, Injustice, Heroes in crisis, Doomsday clock, basically any elseworld Batman I ever read and liked- he pulled off the vibes. The paranoia, the desperation, the determination- he did those very well. He was the best BRUCE WAYNE. His Batman performance was eh, nothing special, weird suit, but his Bruce performance? Phenomenal. Especially when he had to be Bruce, party boy Brucie, shaking hands, “I bought the bank” Bruce, and then when he was “even a 1% chance” contingency, decoding files, nightmare having Bruce, and when he was working out, investigating, preparing Bruce. He did them all justice (pun intended.) better than pretty much everyone else. (UPDATE) I just remembered this list is for Batman actors, not Bruce, so I’d put him at 7, maybe 6. I’d change the list, but I’m lazy. (I also wrote the word Bruce so many times the word has lost all meaning.)

3. Jason O’mara- I thought he was great. I loved his voice, it was basically perfect. 10/10 Nothing more, nothing less.

2. Christian Bale- Absolutely amazing. Amazing Batman, fantastic Bruce, really cool detective, awesome everything. Only thing I’d change, and this is super petty, is just that in terms of aesthetics I’d want him to be thicker, I thought he was very lean, and the suit would just be upgraded to like 2022 quality, little more updated/sleek, yknow? But that’s not even a real critique, just a thought. I loved him, absolutely phenomenal.

And finally.

The moment we’ve all been waiting for.

The GOAT.

NUMERO UNO: MR. WILL ARNETT.

ALL OTHER BATMAN ADAPTATIONS ARE DOWNRIGHT MID WHEN COMPARED TO THIS GOD

Thanks for reading.

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[ad_1] The opinions expressed by contributors are their own and do not necessarily represent the views of RedState.com. Joe Biden and the Biden family along with Democrat acolytes and political hacks have been running cover for Hunter Biden for what seems like, forever. Hunter is a past and present combination of a degenerate liar, a drug-addicted loser, a philandering sexual deviant, a child-support dodging jerk, and the idiot bag-man for the Biden family but his protectors have told America that his life of grifting and using his last name have nothing to do with the “Big Guy”. His protectors run the gamut from intelligence operatives willing to lie about Hunter’s laptop claiming it was a deep-fake Russian disinformation op, to political hacks, dressed as journalists. Take Glenn Kessler for example. On Thursday, Kessler mounted his mighty steed and launched a 2,000-word “fact-check” in which he defended Hunter Biden’s email on Burisma as nothing more than Hunter Biden doing some deep-deep research on his subject matter, pulling information from multiple news sources. Kessler began his defense of the castle with a reminder that Hunter is a Georgetown and Yale Law graduate and must have picked up some skills along the way. Kessler soft peddles Hunter’s multiple and well-documented grossnesses and abject incompetence with the following: “Hunter Biden has had a checkered life, marked by substance-abuse problems. But he is also a graduate of Georgetown University and Yale Law School. One can presume he acquired some research skills at those institutions. He was also well-connected, with contacts he could draw on for information. In the email he refers to possibly hiring a firm to provide information “that’s not available through a Google search and some phone calls” — suggesting that that is what he relied on for writing the email. Wait -what? Hunter mentions something one cannot “Google” and that suggests the rest of his email was the result of Googling? Really? The email in question was written the same year that Hunter was discharged for drug use. For years, Hunter was a drug-addicted useless waste of air. When he wasn’t just a drug addict he was banging hookers and pole dancers and usually doing both at the same time. The guy that Kessler is telling us must have acquired some research skills was, around the same time, abusing drugs and cheating on his wife. And the same “smartest guy” Joe Biden knows was leaving his laptop with a repair shop and forgot he had left it there. Yeah, Glenn, Hunter is quite the history of independent reasoned thinking — a real first-world genius who must have employed the patience of Job to read  20 articles you cite as evidence. Then Hunter summarized them, then cobbled his 22-point email together — all by himself. Maybe in-between smoking crack, but all by himself. Or an alternate theory? Hunter Biden has been a lazy and mostly worthless human waste can most of his life. And maybe, just possibly, Hunter took the lazy route and looked at some classified document(s) and did some cheating? Kessler says no way – it’s clearly the result of a deep-thinking researching veteran law dog like Hunter. The clear-headed Yale Law graduate must have “Googled” all of that on his own. Kessler gave the alternate theory that Hunter wouldn’t have done such an awful thing as cribbing classified material “three Pinocchios” because who would think that Hunter Biden would, or could stoop so low as to crib from his father’s illegally stashed classified documents? Right? The guy who has admitted to buying crack from a homeless addict would never do such a thing. I mean it would be so out of character for Hunter. In related “Hunter Biden is a low-life creep” news, as we reported previously, The Daily Mail has a new story that might shock hacks like Glenn Kessler but it will shock no one else. The story details how Hunter Biden hadn’t paid one of his legal assistants what she was owed. In January 2019, the unnamed

woman emailed Hunter and asked why she hadn’t been paid for the previous month and why her health insurance wasn’t “active.” Two months passed, then Hunter Apple-paid her $1,000 for “small stuff.” He reportedly demanded phone sex for her paycheck. That was in March 2019 just two months before he married his current wife. From the story: “I will bake [sic] up for back pay,” he texted her on March 7, 2019. “You have to make up for back work.” After he sent $2,000 more, she agreed, and Biden set the terms: “The rule has to be no talk of anything but sex and we must be naked and we have to do whatever the other person asks within reason.” The texts go on and Biden continues to send her money as the two have sex over the video-chat app. That woman handled important tasks that included Burisma documents for Hunter to sign. She was one of four staff members Hunter had sex with. Glenn Kessler should fact-check this latest “Hunter is a low-life” revelation. Maybe Hunter was just doing research? Kessler might produce another 2,000 words of slobbering support, maybe claiming that “phone sex” isn’t really “sex” like Bill Clinton’s assertions that a blowjob isn’t really sex. Maybe Kessler can find a way to defend Hunter’s apparent extortion of sex-for-a-paycheck as not really illegal because the sex wasn’t in person and the money Hunter sent was electronic — so that wasn’t “real” either. Maybe Kessler will give the above, “three Pinocchios” too, because the information revealed by the Daily Mail comes from the same laptop that Kessler has labeled “alleged” and, after all, Kessler’s chums in “intelligence” said that the laptop was Russian disinformation op. So, the case is closed, right? Heck let’s give all of it four Pinocchios. Hunter is clearly a saint. His dad has said he’s “the smartest man he knows”. Likely, he was just doing research. I kinda believe that he’s the smartest man Joe knows. Joe’s not terribly bright. Trending on RedState Video [ad_2] Source link

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cyborg-raptors colonizing the satellites of Saturn or Neptune - topic

--- Part 2  Regarding avoiding cataclysmic extinction via cyborgs [colonizing another place] with ‘real intelligence’, I recently wrote this [careful] post in a yt vid which I’ll copy-paste in here now: This video ---> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MNoWveBtrZc The depiction of cyborgs as humans or human-like in science-fiction, movies, comics & novels is in my view mostly vanity.   It’d also cause a lot of problems, like:  “ Are you conscious?  Are you sure?  Aren’t you just a human-looking robot with some chips inside?  Aren’t you just telling me what you’ve calculated to say?  You’re dead inside with no sentience, right? “   So... isn’t it better to create replicas of another species?  Ok, so what’s the smartest species and also beautiful then, moving away from the ‘supercharged 170 cm enlarged snow monkey idiots’ ?  (A.k.a. humans).  Isn’t it crows & some dinosaurs?  Aside from the dolphin which is too simple..., and too similar to us already.   If the hard scientific evidence presented to us in documentaries & university papers, is that specific crows are so smart... then wouldn’t some of the ‘giant crow’ dinosaurs have been smart?  The 400 kilo crow???   You can see in youtube videos that crows can solve puzzles, especially the New Caledonian branch and the Japanese branch i.e. these --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NenEdSuL7QU “ Smart Crow uses cars to crack nuts in Akita, Japan near Senshu Park “ So if they’re already quite smart or even the smartest per cubic centimetre, isn’t it better to create a 3D-ish Silicon chip replica of the crow brain, rather than the human brain a.k.a. the supercharged giant snow monkey?  A snow monkey looks almost the same as a retarded human with an old-man face, just a tiny version.  If you’d like to see some ‘evidence’ of human monkey-ish behaviour, there’s a cinematic professional movie with ‘snow monkey humans’ jumping around for half the movie, called Raging Phoenix.  Raging Phoenix also shows the ‘max level’ of human acrobatics within various martial arts, so it’s study-worthy for that reason, too.   Humans have had a really long & hard evolution, with some selective bottlenecks, yet still could use a lot of improvement.  Humans also seem to have extreme mental illness, mostly within depression, so it’s a rather ‘sick’ species, with a few bottlenecks selected over the latest 10,000 / 20,000 / 30,000 years... and still sick & ugly, quite a lot.  Also, many birds have ornamentation, such as vivid colors and long unnecessary parts, which humans are almost absent of (only haircuts, & some colors in hair & eyes.. via those bottlenecks where a mutant was selected to be dispersed into the entire micro-society (I don’t need to quote uni papers it’s just obvious...)).   The human species could maybe ‘check’ the intelligence of the crow or raven branches via giving the Belyaev cross-breeding like you pick the largest crow and pair it with the largest over x years / x generations so they slowly increase in size until there’s after a long time... a 200 kilo crow (still half the size of the possibly largest raptors, such as the Utahraptor [https://kjzz.com/news/local/video-utahraptor-mega-block-arrives-safely-in-salt-lake-city-from-thanksgiving-point] ),... then that new crow with a brain larger than a human’s, could possibly be pretty smart & interesting... so that’s one way, although why?  Just create the cyborg-raptor-crow-raven & send it to the moons of Neptune.   So about raptor-cyborgs & the moons of Saturn or Neptune ---> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MNoWveBtrZc Akariizalio A great depiction of dinosaurs with advanced alien-like features!  Hard evidence has shown us that the dolphin brain is similar to the human brain despite millions of years of divergence, so it's statistically certain that a 'dolphin-ish' or 'human-ish' brain eventually occurs, like " no matter what ".  So, via statistics, - at least - ONE of the dinosaur species should have evolved an advanced brain, however this:  " black-goo spitting lizard " is sort of alien-ish, thus " cool ".  Also, eagles have superior vision to humans (approx. 3x more cells), pigeons & other birds can see the electromagnetic spectrum, crows can solve puzzles without pondering ... and they are all dinosaur cousins, so it's clear that the dinosaurs were not 'lizards', lizards have tiny brains, thus 'simple robotic' like a casio calculator, and the dinosaurs hunted them.  The largest lizard, the komodo dragon, is stupid.  A crow is far beyond a komodo dragon.  (This all via documentaries, movies, some zoos Etc.)   So actually to recreate the best dinosaurs, as in this blockbuster super famous movie... then creating a 3D-ish replica of a crow or raven brain via Silicon & metal as a 3D-ish CPU chip, makes sense.  Then after the first version, just create version 2 like 350% of the size, yet the same.. then we start nearing the raptor brains (I.e. the largest raptors & the T-rex, and possibly also the similar variants in Africa & China, colossal, so more or less " colossal crows "... not lizards at all.) =) I underline crows as: 1) Documentaries keep on repeating that they're the smartest bird of them all showing evidence of their puzzle-solving abilities, facial recognition¹   & so on.  Therefore, per cubic centimetre, their brain is superior to humans.  Crow smartness can be seen in cities, too.  The documentaries basically underline evidence of what we see as anecdotal / conjecture.  2) Crows are pack creatures, they like to fly in groups or in pairs, which paleontologists say the raptors did, too.  Ravens are just alone, unless it's mating season, then alone again.  So ravens are probably less similar to raptors.  Also the documentaries repeatedly mention the Japanese crow and the New Caledonian crow, not others.  So it's not like " a crow is a crow " it has to be that branch.   Then we can send those raptors to Venus or moons of Saturn or Neptune, like " You are free to go and dig some tunnels there, and have your own moon... with a visiting area for us. " in robust metallic bodies.  So then the raptors have made a " tunnel city " on one of the moons of Saturn or something.... They'd also be able to visit the surface of the moon with a great view of Saturn or Neptune =)   Then if a giant meteor is on the way to earth, some humans can temporarily move to the raptor moon, then back to earth after the impact & human extinction.  Vast never-ending tunnel networks in a solid moon, are way better than a space station around Venus (at 0.9 G's apparently), as in a space station you are trapped, with nowhere to go... that seems sub-optimal.  It's quite cold on those moons, although that doesn't matter very much to Silicon & metal.  Plus there's vast natural resources so 'they' could heat the tunnels to i.e. 20 degrees, easily. ¹ btw the ability of crows to recognize human faces is not my opinion or experience.  Like, I ‘get’ that after millions of years of evolution some birds should be able to do that... however the opinion is from these types of research papers:  https://www.researchgate.net/publication/223261147_Lasting_Recognition_of_Threatening_People_by_Wild_American_Crows, https://www.researchgate.net/publication/319683848_Comparing_the_face_inversion_effect_in_crows_and_humans ー Btw I’d also like to add that people with too much vanity, or too much I-want-to-believe-illness connected to religious stories, may dismiss carbon dating and dinosaur bones as “ crackhead territory “ as they want to believe in some religious stories which support vanity, and money.  Yea, and those groups have started to infiltrate many governments, including the Japanese government and the late Shinzo Abe, which started to believe in “ secret teachings “ and “ nice people “.  That’s partially politics and partially psychology.  We’ll probably discover later on some chemicals which make people more open-minded or more skeptical, so it has a neurochemical nature alongside our ‘hardware’ structures.  There has to be a balance inbetween too open-minded & too skeptical, as a person which dismisses truth constantly is sick, and a person super-super-open-minded is sick, as in disconnected from truth.  So a balance is required, and also a social intelligence to be able to detect when people are lying.  Then there’s group mentality, like “ I believe in this group “, so it’s all quite complex... however as a hunch, I doubt that the most intelligent raptors believed in ghosts.  Or likewise, a super-intelligent 400 kilo New Caledonian crow (similar to a raptor)... would it start speaking or writing about ghosts?  Like a ‘beyond human’ (?).. Nah... I don’t think so.   ---

A link to more evidence of the Utahraptors size & very high likelihood of intelligence (I.e. a 400 kilogram crow...).  https://kjzz.com/news/local/video-utahraptor-mega-block-arrives-safely-in-salt-lake-city-from-thanksgiving-point^new Utahraptor bones discovered in year 2020. --- -- Link to a recreation of the utahraptor based on previous bones (the new bones discovered in 2020 include full skeletons according to the news article) ---> www.extinctanimals.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/Utahraptor-Skeleton-Pictures.jpg --

----- Edit 1 - Regarding the moons of Neptune & Saturn, one possible way is to colonize the moons of Neptune with deep & complex heated tunnel networks via the ‘endless’ fuel all over the surface of Titan in liquid form, which is also one of the most efficient rocket fuels available, so it’s like “ oceans of rocket fuel & oceans of heating fuel “ easily accessed as the gravity is so low over there.  Of course it seems uninteresting to colonize cold rocks, however Las Vegas was once a rock, with a few cactuses... it’s the same.  So like right now, it’s an “ undeveloped empty Las Vegas “ over there, however later with very high-tech complex tunnels & high-tech complex sentient ‘cyborg-raptors’ then it’s suddenly a cool place.  Then biological humans & some pet birds, can go to those heated tunnel network moons (I.e. Rhea), temporarily sometimes, in small numbers, like 110 people.   This video discusses methane as a rocket fuel --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pzgFHrLXmc Titan has liquid oceans of methane.   Rhea is one of the moons near Titan.   These are possible choices, which require large effort just like Las Vegas transformation.   This text is partially study and analysis i.e. ‘soaking up information’ which I love to do, and partially just ‘guessing’ in an intuitive way.  For example I ‘guess’ that x raptor is the best dinosaur, and then I start checking images for an hour, Etc.  It has the longest arms, the coolest skeleton, it’s similar to modern birds yet 5000% larger.. Here’s another documentary on crows as the most intelligent creature on earth per cubic centimetre.  These university researchers focus on the New Caledonian crow, like “ only that one “ --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7aWL2iEb6y4 Apparently the New Caledonian crow has some color variation, not only jet black.   I refer to the Utahraptor as several full skeletons were discovered in 2020 (see the news article), so it’s “ the evidence raptor “ with full skeletons available.  So I’m not really ‘selecting’ it.  It’s just like... this is the giant ~400 kilo raptor with full skeletal evidence.   As University researchers point to the New Caledonian crow as the only exceptional crow, it’s possible that there was only 1 exceptional raptor, too.   If we look at the more ancient dinosaurs i.e. the deltadromeus agilis from around 30 million years earlier, well... 30 million years is a long time.   So Mr. Delta was more like a ‘giant tank’, which likes to hunt & lay eggs.  30 million years later... then the newer raptors & T-rexes were obviously smarter.   //post Edit 1 ----- ---/// Edit 2 - For clarification.  Unfortunately, it’s probably 100% impossible to extract dinosaur DNA from amber mosquito blood at 67 million years old, then start a new dinosaur now somehow.  So that’s why I’m only discussing belyaev selective breeding in crows until they ‘revert’ to their 400 kilo size, or 3D CPU chips copying the design of ancient raptor brains, so we can start the ‘raptor-cyborg’, which may like the rainforests here, and may like to travel to i.e. Rhea & Titan i.e. both.  So, they need to be ‘safe’ as in non-threatening... yeah well... how about human replica cyborgs, would they be safe?  Humans are very scheming and adversarial within the same species.  Humans repeatedly kill many humans within the same species.  So it’s too dangerous and better to create cyber-raptors, & give them some rainforest & a spaceship.   It’s sort of “ funny “ although in reality it could be a pathway to avoid meteoric extinction, having thousands of cyber-raptors on Neptune & Saturn moons and sending some of the best humans there sometimes.   If we “ stay here “ and relax for the next 5,000 years then that’s not intelligent, and not “ cool “.   Raptors are cool & underground ‘Las Vegases’ in low gravity with only a few hundred people in deep space, is cool (and possibly the only path to save humans from another planet-wide meteoric extinction) so it’s like ‘mature’ in a way, too.  “ I care about earth & species “ as the core. ---> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpiUR87RXPU Video link with an idea of how life would be in deep space on one of the moons of Neptune, fetching rocket fuel & heater fuel from Neptune.  Fun times in deep space, ‘as a raptor’.   It’s ridiculous to think about T-rex’s out there.  A metal cyber-raptor of 65 kilos to 200 kilos, i.e. human-ish sizes, is ok.  Thousands of them.  Then later on biological humans with biological pet birds can visit.   As stated earlier cyber-humans are too dangerous, and would possibly kill biological humans, as the human species has a tendency to kill its own species, i.e. over 20 times in 20 nations, over the latest 100 years.  So I’m saying with confidence that “ aesthetic & agile raptors “ are better, and avoid the consciousness dilemma, too.  Like: “ Is that robot really conscious, or just saying so. “ Etc.   -

- Then if people want to argue “ well raptors look scary “, it’s not valid.  They’re agile & aesthetic.  The notion is that a scary & dangerous design i.e. agile and smart, is friendly and self-controlled, i.e. noble. Is that the case with adversarial humans which kill the same species?  Over the latest 100 years haven’t there been like more than 20 genocides in 20 nations?  Do other species do that?  See... so it’s vanity.  The human cyborg.  Not good.   Just pick the ultimate species in mind & aesthetics, give them a spaceship... they make a ‘neo-Las Vegas’ somewhere.  Send 110 of the best humans there sometimes.  A meteor happens, or a world war 3 or 4 happens (on earth), and humans are ‘safe’ with some biological matter over on i.e. Rhea.   //post Edit 2 ---/// /--/ Edit 3 - Here’s a book discussing the intelligence shown within Japanese crows - https://www.bun-ichi.co.jp/tabid/57/pdid/978-4-8299-7237-3/Default.aspx Biological humans could also take biological pet birds with them to the tunnel cities within the moons of Neptune & Saturn, so it’s probably a good idea to start breeding crows or ravens or hummingbirds towards their more advanced forms, a.k.a. belyaev selective pairing.  Why not?  We can still use improvement.  None of this is racism, eugenics, it’s just caring about the future, instead of vanity and crazy ideas, like “ we are already perfect “<---**garbage can**.   Humans & birds are not perfect.  It’s better to start pairing birds via selective breeding so they slowly return towards the raptor size, aesthetics & brain.   A 200 kilo crow reaching a raptor-like skeleton plus a human-sized brain, via centuries of selective pairing is not a “ true raptor “, although quite close, right? So selective pairing is one way, and fully metallic & CPU chip cyber-raptors another.  They’ll both take hundreds of years, so it’s not really relevant ‘right now’.   So for example:  I may influence a filmmaker somewhere, a scientist somewhere, and educate a few hundred people about belyaev’s foxes, & inspire someone to start breeding crows towards a raptor-like dinosaur skeleton, with a human-sized brain.   Then I’ve done something good towards the future, via influence, so that’s ok.  I already write the topics in this blog with confidence, and the main task is to influence a few people i.e. a filmmaker, scientist, cross-breeder... that's all.   - - -

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 ----- パート2「真の知性」を備えたサイボーグによる激変的な絶滅の回避に関して、私は最近、この [注意深い] 投稿を yt vid に書きました。ここにコピーして貼り付けます。このビデオ ---> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MNoWveBtrZcサイエンス フィクション、映画、コミック、小説におけるサイボーグの人間または人間のような描写は、私の見解ではほとんど虚栄心です。また、次のような多くの問題も引き起こします。本気ですか？チップが入った人間そっくりのロボットじゃないの？計算して言っただけじゃないの？あなたは感覚のない中で死んでいますよね？ 「じゃあ……別種のレプリカを作ったほうがいいんじゃない？では、「170cmの超大型スノーモンキー」から離れて、最も頭が良くて美しい種は何ですか？ （別名人間）。カラスと恐竜じゃない？あまりにも単純すぎるイルカは別として...そして、すでに私たちに似すぎています。ドキュメンタリーや大学の論文で私たちに提示された確かな科学的証拠が、特定のカラスがとても賢いということであるとすれば、「巨大なカラス」恐竜の一部は賢いのではないでしょうか? 400キロのカラス???特にニューカレドニア支部と日本の支部、つまりこれら --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NenEdSuL7QU“ 賢いカラスは車を使って秋田県の千秋公園近くでナッツを割ります “彼らがすでに非常にスマートであるか、1立方センチメートルあたりで最もスマートである場合、過充電された巨大なスノーモンキーとして知られる人間の脳ではなく、カラスの脳の3D風のシリコンチップレプリカを作成する方がよいのではないでしょうか?スノーモンキーは老人の顔をした知的障害のある人間とほとんど同じに見えますが、小さなバージョンです。人間のサルのような行動の「証拠」を見たい場合は、「レイジング フェニックス」と呼ばれる映画の半分で「スノー モンキー 人間」が飛び跳ねるプロの映画があります。レイジングフェニックスは、様々な格闘技の中でも人間のアクロバットの「最高レベル」を示しているので、その意味でも勉強に値します。人間は非常に長く困難な進化を遂げてきましたが、いくつかの選択的なボトルネックがありましたが、まだ多くの改善が必要です.人間も極度の精神病を患っているようで、ほとんどがうつ病であり、最近の 10,000 年 / 20,000 年 / 30,000 年の間にいくつかのボトルネックが選択された、かなり「病気の」種です...そしてまだ病気で醜い、かなりの数.また、多くの鳥は、人間にはほとんどない鮮やかな色や長い不要な部分などの装飾を持っています（ヘアカット、髪と目のいくつかの色..変異体が選択されてマイクロ全体に分散されたボトルネックを介して） -社会（大学の論文を引用する必要はありません。それは明らかです...））。人間の種は、最大のカラスを選び、x年/ x世代にわたって最大のカラスとペアにするように、ベリャエフに交配を与えることにより、カラスまたはワタリガラスの枝の知性を「チェック」することができます。長い間... 200 キロのカラス (まだユタラプトルのようなおそらく最大の猛禽類の半分のサイズ)... そして、人間よりも大きな脳を持つその新しいカラスは、おそらくかなり賢くて興味深いものになる可能性があります. ..だからそれは一つの方法ですが、なぜですか？サイボーグ・ラプター・カラス・ワタリガラスを作成し、海王星の月に送るだけです。ラプター サイボーグと土星または海王星の衛星について --->https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MNoWveBtrZcアカリザリオ高度なエイリアンのような特徴を持つ恐竜の素晴らしい描写!イルカの脳は、何百万年にもわたる分岐にもかかわらず、人間の脳に似ているという確固たる証拠が示されているため、「何があっても」のように、「イルカっぽい」または「人間っぽい」脳が最終的に発生することは統計的に確実です。したがって、統計によると、少なくとも恐竜種の 1 つは高度な脳を進化させたはずですが、これは「黒いグーの唾を吐くトカゲ」は一種のエイリアンっぽいため、「クール」です。また、ワシは人間より優れた視力を持ち (約 3 倍の細胞)、ハトや他の鳥は電磁スペクトルを見ることができ、カラスは深く考えずにパズルを解くことができます...そしてそれらはすべて恐竜のいとこなので、恐竜がそうでなかったことは明らかです。 「トカゲ」、トカゲは小さな脳を持っているため、カシオ計算機のような「単純なロボット」であり、恐竜はそれらを狩りました.最大のトカゲ、コモドオオトカゲは愚かです。カラスはコモドオオトカゲをはるかに超えています。 （これはすべてドキュメンタリー、映画、いくつかの動物園などを介して. 3DっぽいCPUチップ、理にかなっています。次に、最初のバージョンの後、サイズの 350% のようなバージョン 2 を作成しますが、同じ..次に、猛禽類の頭脳 (つまり、最大の猛禽類と T-rex、そしておそらくアフリカと中国の同様の変種) に近づき始めます。 、巨大なので、多かれ少なかれ「巨大なカラス」...トカゲではありません。）=) 私はカラスに次のように強調します: 1) ドキュメンタリーは、カラスがパズルを解く能力、顔認識¹ などの証拠を示す最も賢い鳥であると繰り返し続けています。したがって、立方センチメートルあたりの脳は人間よりも優れています。カラスの賢さは都会でも見られます。ドキュメンタリーは基本的に、私たちが逸話的/推測として見ているものの証拠を強調しています. 2) カラスは群れで飛ぶ生き物で、猛禽類もそうだったと古生物学者は言う。レイヴンは、繁殖期でない限り、ただ孤独です。したがって、カラスはおそらく猛禽類に似ていません。また、ドキュメンタリーではニホンカラスとニューカレドニアカラスについて繰り返し言及されていますが、他のカラスについては言及されていません。だから「カラスはカラス」じゃなくて、その枝じゃなきゃいけない。次に、それらの猛禽類を金星または土星または海王星の月に送ることができます。たとえば、「そこにトンネルを掘ったり、自分の月を持ったりするのは自由です... 私たちのための訪問エリアがあります.」 頑丈な金属体で。それで猛禽類は土星の月か何かの上に「トンネル都市」を作った....彼らは土星や海王星の素晴らしい眺めで月の表面を訪れることもできるだろう =)巨大な流星が地球に向かう途中で、一部の人間は一時的にラプトルの月に移動し、衝突と人類の絶滅の後に地球に戻ることができます.固体の月の広大な終わりのないトンネル ネットワークは、金星の周りの宇宙ステーション (明らかに 0.9 G) よりもはるかに優れています。行き場のない閉じ込められた宇宙ステーションのように、最適とは思えません。これらの衛星では非常に寒いですが、シリコンと金属にとってはそれほど問題ではありません。さらに、膨大な天然資源があるため、「彼ら」はトンネルを簡単に 20 度まで加熱できます。¹ところで、カラスが人間の顔を認識する能力は、私の意見や経験ではありません。同様に、何百万年もの進化の後、一部の鳥はそれを行うことができるはずだと「理解」しています...しかし、意見はこれらのタイプの研究論文からのものです: ://www.researchgate.net/publication/319683848_Comparing_the_face_inversion_effect_in_crows_and_humans

 ーついでに付け加えておきたいのは、あまりに虚栄心が強い人や、宗教的な話に関連した信じがたい病気が多すぎる人は、炭素年代測定や恐竜の骨を「クラックヘッドの領域」として却下するかもしれないということです。虚栄心とお金を支持するいくつかの宗教的な物語。そうです、そしてそれらのグループは、日本政府や故安倍晋三を含む多くの政府に浸透し始めました.それは部分的に政治的であり、部分的に心理学です。人々をよりオープンマインドにしたり懐疑的にしたりするいくつかの化学物質について、後でおそらく発見するでしょう。常に真実を無視する人は病気であり、超超オープンマインドな人は病気であり、真実から切り離されているためです。したがって、バランスが必要であり、人々がいつ嘘をついているのかを検出できる社会的知性も必要です.それから、「私はこのグループを信じている」などのグループ メンタリティがあるので、すべてが非常に複雑です... しかし、直感として、最も知的な猛禽類が幽霊を信じていたとは思えません。あるいは同様に、400 キロの超知的なニューカレドニアのカラス (猛禽類に似ています) は、幽霊について話したり書いたりし始めますか?超人みたいな(?)……いや……そうでもないと思います。

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ユタラプトルのサイズと知性の可能性が非常に高いことを示す証拠へのリンク (つまり、400 キログラムのカラス...)。

https://kjzz.com/news/local/video-utahraptor-mega-block-arrives-safely-in-salt-lake-city-from-thanksgiving-point

^2020年に発見された新しいユタラプトルの骨.

--- -- 以前の骨に基づくユタラプトルの再現へのリンク (ニュース記事によると、2020 年に発見された新しい骨には完全な骨格が含まれています)---> www.extinctanimals.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/Utahraptor-Skeleton-Pictures.jpg -- ----- 編集 1 - 海王星と土星の衛星に関して、考えられる方法の 1 つは、液体の形でタイタンの表面全体にわたる「無限の」燃料を介して、深く複雑な加熱されたトンネル ネットワークで海王星の衛星を植民地化することです。最も効率的なロケット燃料が利用できるため、「ロケット燃料の海と加熱燃料の海」のように、重力が非常に低いため、簡単にアクセスできます。もちろん、冷たい岩に植民地化するのは面白くないように思えますが、ラスベガスはかつてサボテンがいくつかある岩でした... それは同じです.今と同じように、あそこは「未開発の空のラスベガス」ですが、非常にハイテクで複雑なトンネルとハイテクで複雑な感覚を持つ「サイボーグラプター」があると、突然クールな場所になります。それから、生物学的な人間といくつかのペットの鳥は、一時的に、時には110人のように少数で、それらの加熱されたトンネルネットワークの月（つまりレア）に行くことができます.このビデオでは、ロケット燃料としてのメタンについて説明しています --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pzgFHrLXmcタイタンにはメタンの液体の海があります。レアはタイタンの近くにある衛星の 1 つです。このテキストは、部分的に研究と分析、つまり私が大好きな「情報を吸収する」ものであり、部分的には直感的な方法で「推測」するだけです.たとえば、私は x raptor が最高の恐竜であると「推測」し、その後 1 時間画像をチェックし始めます..これは、カラスが立方センチメートル当たり地球上で最も知的な生き物であるという別のドキュメンタリーです。これらの大学の研究者は、ニューカレドニアのカラスに焦点を当てています。ニューカレドニアのカラスには、漆黒だけでなく、いくつかの色のバリエーションがあるようです.2020 年にいくつかの完全な骨格が発見されたため、ユタラプトルに言及します (ニュース記事を参照)。完全な骨格が利用可能な「証拠ラプター」です。だから私は本当にそれを「選択」していません。まるで... これは完全な骨格の証拠を備えた最大 400 キロの巨大な猛禽類です。大学の研究者がニューカレドニアカラスを唯一の例外的なカラスとして指摘しているように、例外的な猛禽類も1匹だけだった可能性があります.より古い恐竜、つまり約 3000 万年前のデルタドロメウス アギリスを見ると、まあ… 3000 万年は長い時間です。つまり、ミスター・デルタは、狩りと産卵が好きな「巨大なタンク」のような存在でした。 3000万年後...新しい猛禽類とTレックスは明らかに賢かった.//編集 1 を投稿 ----- ---/// 編集 2 - 明確化のために。残念ながら、6700 万年前の琥珀色の蚊の��液から恐竜の DNA を抽出��、新しい恐竜を今すぐ何らかの方法で開始することは、おそらく 100% 不可能です。そういうわけで、カラスが 400 キロのサイズに「戻る」までのベリャエフ選択的繁殖、または古代の猛禽類の脳の設計をコピーした 3D CPU チップについてのみ議論しているので、「猛禽サイボーグ」を開始できます。ここの熱帯雨林、つまりレアとタイタン、つまり両方に旅行したいかもしれません。ですから、彼らは非脅威のように「安全」である必要があります...ええ、そうです...人間のレプリカサイボーグはどうですか、彼らは安全でしょうか?人間は同じ種の中で非常に陰謀的で敵対的です。人間は、同じ種の中で多くの人間を繰り返し殺しています。したがって、サイバーラプターを作成し、熱帯雨林と宇宙船を与えるのは危険すぎます。それは一種の「おかしい」ですが、実際には、海王星と土星の月に何千ものサイバーラプターがいて、時には最高の人間をそこに送り込むことで、隕石の絶滅を回避する経路になる可能性があります.私たちが「ここにとどまり」、次の 5,000 年間リラックスした場合、それは知的ではなく、「クール」でもありません。ラプターはクールで地下の「ラスベガス」であり、深宇宙には数百人しかいない低重力であり、クールです（そしておそらく、別の惑星規模の隕石絶滅から人類を救う唯一の道です）ので、ある意味で「成熟」しています、 それも。 「私は地球と種を気にします」をコアとして。 ---> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpiUR87RXPU では、もし人々が -

海王星の衛星の 1 つで深宇宙に生命がどのように存在し、海王星からロケット燃料とヒーター燃料を取得するかについてのビデオ リンク。 「ラプターとして」深宇宙での楽しい時間。 「ラプターとして」深宇宙での楽しい時間。T-レックスのことを考えるのはばかげています。 65キロから200キロの金属製のサイバーラプター、つまり人間のようなサイズでOKです。 それらの数千。 その後、生物学的なペットの鳥を連れた生物学的な人間が訪れることができます。前に述べたように、サイバー人間はあまりにも危険であり、人間という種はそれ自身の種を殺す傾向があるため、生物学的な人間を殺す可能性があります。 ですから、私は自信を持って、「美的で機敏な猛禽類」の方が優れており、意識のジレンマも回避していると言っています。 のように: ��あのロボットは本当に意識があるのか、それとも単にそう言っているのか. など 「猛禽類は恐ろしく見える」と主張したいのなら、それは有効ではありません。彼らは機敏で美的です。恐ろしく危険なデザイン、つまりアジャイルでスマートなデザインは、友好的で自己制御的、つまり高貴であるという概念です。それは、同じ種を殺す敵対的な人間の場合ですか?過去 100 年間で、20 か国で 20 件以上のジェノサイドが発生していませんか?他の種はそうしますか？ほら…だからそれは虚栄心です。人間のサイボーグ。良くない。心と美学で究極の種を選び、宇宙船を与えてください...彼らはどこかに「ネオラスベガス」を作ります.時々そこに110人の最高の人間を送ってください。流星が発生するか、第三次世界大戦または第四次世界大戦が（地球上で）発生し、人間はレアなどの生物物質で「安全」です。//編集 2 を投稿 ---/// /--/ 編集 3 - ニホンカラスの知性について論じた本はこちら - https://www.bun-ichi.co.jp/tabid/57/pdid/978-4-8299-7237-3/Default.aspx 生物学的な人間は、生物学的なペットの鳥を海王星と土星の衛星内のトンネル都市に連れて行くこともできます。そのため、カラス、ワタリガラス、ハチドリをより高度な形態、別名ベリャエフの選択的ペアリングに向けて繁殖させることをお勧めします。なぜだめですか？私たちはまだ改善を使用することができます。これはどれも人種差別や優生学ではありません。「私たちはすでに完璧だ」<---**ごみ箱**のような虚栄心やクレイジーなアイデアではなく、未来を気にかけているだけです。 人間も鳥も完璧ではありません。猛禽類のサイズ、美学、脳にゆっくりと戻るように、選択的繁殖によって鳥のペアリングを開始することをお勧めします. 200 キロのカラスが猛禽類のような骨格と人間サイズの脳に到達し、何世紀にもわたって選択的なペアリングを経て、「真の猛禽類」ではありません。 したがって、選択的なペアリングは 1 つの方法であり、完全に金属製で CPU チップのサイバーラプターは別の方法です。どちらも数百年かかるので、「今」はあまり関係ありません。 たとえば、私はどこかの映画製作者や科学者に影響を与え、ベリヤエフのキツネについて数百人を教育し、人間サイズの脳を持つ猛禽類のような恐竜の骨格に向けてカラスの繁殖を開始するよう誰かを鼓舞するかもしれません. それから、私は影響力を介して将来に向けて何か良いことをしたので、それは問題ありません。私はすでに自信を持ってこのブログのトピックを書いています。主なタスクは、少数の人々、つまり映画製作者、科学者、クロスブリーダーなどに影響を与えることです...それだけです. -

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MoM Wanda

We have to talk about Wanda in Doctror Strange in the Multiverse of Madness. I feel like people don't understand how much Wanda's behavior was influenced by the Darkhold. I see people saying that Wanda's behavior in MoM was a big jump from what she did at the end of WandaVision and that she wouldn't have been trying to kill America or her own alternate self just to get to her kids after she's known the kind of pain that losing your family causes you. I feel like this is an oversight on Marvel's part because the Darkhold hasn't appeared in the movies before so people have no idea what it does and I don't think the movie explains it sufficiently. Especially since Agatha had it in WandaVision and she looked fine, which just... doesn't make sense.

The Darkhold appears in season 4 of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and is the thing that causes all the problems in the season. It was later taken to another dimension by the Ghost Rider so I have no idea how Agatha got her hands on it. Though, I have to say the cover looks a little different from how it looked on AoS. Maybe it's from an alternate universe (though, that seems unlikely) or Agatha simply copied the contents from the mountain lair and created a new Darkhold. Or she stole it from someone who created the new Darkhold. Anyway, that doesn't matter. The point is that the Darkhold corrupts everyone who reads it. It literally corrupted an android on AoS. And the way it does that is by taking what you want most and using it to warp you and your perception so subtly but fully that you turn into the villain and you don't even realize it. You still think that you're justified because you can think of nothing but your own desire. It is the only thing in the world that makes sense and anyone else who doesn't understand that is wrong. It's not you that's the problem. It's them.

So no, it wasn't weird that Wanda was acting the way she was. To her the only thing that mattered was getting her kids back. And in the last scene of WandaVision we see that she's hearing her children's screams for help while she's reading the Darkhold. Wanda doesn't just want to get her kids back at every cost. She needs to get them back because the Darkhold has made her believe that she is the only person in the entire multiverse that can protect them. This version of Wanda. Not even any of her alternate selves. That's why she didn't care what happens to the other Wanda whose kids she was going to take. Not to mention that Wanda here is the Scarlet Witch - something that only happened in WandaVision and right before she got the Darkhold. That's a terrible combination and perhaps the Scarlet Witch inside her also considers all other versions of Wanda inferior because they are not the Scarlet Witch. So it makes perfect sense that Wanda doesn't care about anyone else but her kids, including herself in alternate universes.

She only came around once she saw her kids were scared of her because her love of them is so pure that even the Darkhold or the Scarlet Witch can't warp that. Her kids are the ones who can break through the mentality that anyone who doesn't agree with her is wrong and an enemy. And Wanda was the one who saved herself. Not only did her love for her kids snap her out of the dark influences she was under, but it was also the one thing that earned her the compassion of her alternate self. Wanda from the other universe could instantly see how much 616!Wanda loves the kids and she could finally give her what Wanda was looking for - the feeling that someone understands what she's going through and isn't afraid to share her emotions just because of the pain she's feeling. She finally got the feeling of connection she was looking for and it saved her. All through the love for her children.

Speaking of which, Stephen deserves to be kicked into eternity for telling her that her kids aren't real. That simply doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if they truly existed or if they were only an expression of Wanda's imagination - that is a form of existence as well - because her love for them exists. It's real and Stephen telling her that her kids aren't was about the worst thing that he could have told her. Wanda only wants for someone to acknowledge her emotions and hearing that the thing that is creating all of her emotions right now isn't real tells her that those emotions aren't respected. Basically what he told her was that no one cares about how she feels. And that to a woman who only wants to feel understood and to feel connected to the world again after she lost her world. Perhaps that's why America managed to facilitate Wanda's defeat. Because she understands Wanda's need for connection. After all, America's powers only started working once someone else believed in her and helped her believe in herself. It feels exactly like she was punishing herself for opening the portal that took her mothers away by taking away her ability to control her own powers. And once someone else showed her enough care to figure all of that out, she was able to get over it. Exactly what Wanda was looking for - someone to help her through her own pain. And I am really mad at Stephen for what he said but I am also glad that the one person who could help Wanda was Wanda. She did save herself despite the enormity of her grief and the influences of the Darkhold and the Scarlet Witch.

Also, a big fuck you to Marvel for saying that Wanda has her kids in every other universe but this one. I do wonder if the Darkhold wasn't messing with her dreams to make her believe that and feed her pain, though. I wouldn't be surprised if that happened. Which is why I was trying so hard not to scream at the screen when Stephen decided to use the Darkhold even after he saw what it did to Wanda and to himself. Yes, without using it he wouldn't have been able to save America and pretty much everyone else but that's exactly how the whole mess started in AoS as well. The Darkhold helped save the day and then made it hell on Earth for everyone.

By the way what about Vision in the alternate universes? He wasn't in the one Wanda invaded but that just makes it weird. I know Wanda was obsessed with the kids but she was just as obsessed with Vision in WandaVision. Perhaps it's possible that she wasn't looking for him because at the end of WandaVision he gave her hope that they will see each other again some day. So her having that prevented the Darkhold from warping Wanda's feelings about Vision as well. But maybe Wanda feels like she needs to get the kids as soon as possible so that she'll have them when she and Vision meet again and they can be a full family.

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With apologies to The Simpsons and Kate Beaton.

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I used to like Belle but after seeing how hard BatB staff tried to prompt her like "Not Like the Other Girls" her character soured to me. I just bought a book called The Disney Princess - A Celebration of Art and Creativity (which is beautiful! I recommend it!) and when I came to Belle's part, director Kirk Wise said something about how Belle was very protective of her father "unlike Ariel" (as if Ariel didn't attacked Ursula in RAGE when she turned Triton into a polyp. That was the first time in the film where we saw Ariel at her angriest.), and it reminded me so much of when Linda Woolverton would say that she created Belle to no be "another insipid heroine" and really, is cool they wanted Belle to be an intelligent and independent young woman but why the need to tear down the princesses that came before her? This mentality behind her creation which is also shown in the movie by showing Belle against the Bimbettes to prove how "she's different from the other girls" really made me lose interest on her :/

See, that's ALWAYS been the thing about Belle and the general discourse that's permeated every extension of her character's existence (whether you're talking about the universe her film exists in or her fandom or her creators) for as long as I can remember. It's not enough that Belle is smart- she has to be THE smartest, and all the other princesses have to be idiots. It's not enough that certain people believe she wasn't looking for her prince- she has to be THE first who's never looked for a prince while the other princesses are all passive wimps who wait for a man to rescue them. I think her character and her creators- of these Linda Woolverton and Paige O'hara have inflicted the most damage- have really began the trend of pitting the princesses against one another. I mean, at a panel where there were four princesses a few years ago, each was asked what their princess contributed to the lineup and Anika Noni Rose spoke to how important Tiana was as the first black princess. Paige promptly interrupted her to say that Belle was the first brown-eyed, brunette princess...since Snow White. Like, what?! ALSO. Nothing about Belle if you actually think about it is revolutionary? In many ways I think she's a step down for princesses.

For starters, she doesn't even have an actual song in her movie? I guess you can count the reprise as one, but it isn't even a full song, so when Paige sings for events, she has to mash together Be Our Guest and other songs because Belle doesn't even have her own. Which is insane to think about considering Ariel, whose LITERAL plotline for an act of her movie is that she doesn't have a voice, and Aurora, who everyone discourages for not having many lines, have their own respective songs and reprises. Meanwhile, Belle doesn't have her own song, and Jasmine after her only has a duet (which shows Belle's trend/negative influence). Furthermore, Belle was the first princess who got half-billing. The previous films were Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (not Snow White and the Prince, and many times it's shortened to 'Snow White'), Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, and The Little Mermaid. Belle's film is Beauty AND THE BEAST. After this, the movie was literally ALADDIN and omitted Jasmine altogether, and now we have movies like 'Tangled' and 'Frozen', where the titles are purposely not "too girly" so as to attract wider audiences that would otherwise be turned off by names implying a more female heavy cast. Also to note, this is the Beast's world, with his castle, his character arc, and his journey that we're tracking, not Belle's. Snow White is the princess everyone drags in comparisons to Belle, but I actually think Snow White fares so much better from multiple plotpoints?

Belle's passion is reading, and many bring this up as if it's completely relevant and proves her character is super intelligent, but it literally never comes into play or impacts the plot in any way? Meanwhile Snow White is also clearly literate (she can read the Dwarfs names on the bed) and she demonstrates her intelligence by being able to take the names on the bed and attribute it to each dwarf accordingly without even knowing them. When it comes to struggle, they're not even comparable. Snow White is an orphan, forced servant, who's grown up under an abusive stepmother who practices magic and can kill her at any time. Belle is the daughter of a wealthy landowner with no responsibilities. It's fine she doesn't want to marry Gaston, but she also has no trade or way for supporting her father. We don't even see her tending to her barn. She literally just goes into town for a book- which she gets for free-and then later leaves her house in search of the Beast's castle. Like? Whereas Snow White is literally the victim of a HOMOCIDE attempt by the monarch of her country, Belle is welcomed into the Beast's kingdom (whereas her father was imprisoned) just by virtue of her being beautiful. Everyone fawns after Belle in her movie. She goes from the village where she's idolized (I refute the idea that she's an outsider and find it, frankly, RIDICULOUS. They sing about how beautiful she is and Gaston- who has the most social clout in the village- wants to marry her. The Bimbettes even mentioning wishing they were like her. This is hardly being an outcast) to a castle where she's equally idolized for being a beautiful woman that can potentially break the curse. She never has to work for anything and, at multiple times in the movie, just ends up leaving because things are too hard. On the other hand, Snow White, as previously mentioned, is raised by an abusive stepmother who forces her to be a servant, tries to kill her, and then, when Snow White begs the Dwarfs for sanctuary in their cottage, they initially deny her. They're not taking her in because she's beautiful like Belle- she literally has to convince them to let her stay by offering that she could cook and clean for them (these being the only marketable traits she knows as she's been forced into servitude by another woman since childhood).

Belle has no consequences either. Which leads me to address the point about her father.

For everyone who says she scarifies herself for her father and it's this deep thing, her actions in the film actually say otherwise? While she does say 'take me in his place instead' she's barely in the jail for like 10 minutes. She's immediately swept off to a private chamber with a magic wardrobe and teapot. She refuses to go to dinner because she doesn't want to see the Beast, but 10 minutes later, Be Our Guest happens where an entire enchanted castle is cooking anything she wants from her. Then, she's told she can do anything she wants but just not to go to one room. And what does she do? She goes to that room, and not only does she go to it, but she lifts the glass protector from the rose and tries to touch it. How is that not stupid but Snow White eating the apple is??? Also I might add, everyone views Snow White as an idiot for helping the old hag, but no one thinks twice about the fact that the Beast was cursed for NOT helping a similar character in his film...but I digress. When she's yelled at for trespassing, she forgets she exchanged her life for her father's a mere 20 minutes ago and runs away...seriously lol this is the woman everyone said is so strong for sacrificing herself. Like it's ridiculous! Also, not to mention, but she rejects Gaston's proposal in the end of the movie where he says he could say her father if she marries him, so it's not like Belle is totally there to save her father time and time again. She promised to take his place but broke that promise SO EARLY into the deal. Also, the woods she runs into after breaking that promise? She has to be saved by the Beast after wolves almost kill her. Meanwhile, I didn't notice a man saving Snow White from the woods she had to flee into after almost being murdered by a court-appointed huntsman but...that's none of my business💅

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Unspoken Challenge ~ Bang Chan [M]

WORD COUNT: 4.2K

GENRE: Smut, fluffy, nerdy/dom chan

PAIRING: Nerd Bang Chan x Reader

WARNING: Light choking, squirting, Chan dom...I think that’s it

A pen was tapping over and over again on the desk behind you and it was starting to stress you out. The class was already hard enough you didn't need some moron making it worse, you took in a deep breath trying to push down the urge to smack whoever it was behind you. They'd done nothing but tap the pen onto the desk as if they were anxiously waiting for something to happen. As time passed the pen tapper got faster until you finally snapped, turning around and slamming your hands onto the desk making the pen tapping stop.  

"Do you have any idea how god damn annoying you are?!" The boy behind you smirked as you snapped at him, he'd been doing it to wind you. Felix was the University player and liked it whenever girls talked back to him, it gave him a reason to shamelessly flirt with them.

"The dog bites, I like it." You rolled your eyes at the boy who had a giant smirk on his face. Lee Felix, he was one of the popular students at your university and you hated him and his group of friends. They did nothing but wind you and another student up - Christopher Bang - claiming that you were both cheating on tests or they would come up with some kind of nasty rumour about you both this week alone it was that you'd slept with the entire football team. It wound you up that they were always so cruel to Chan when he was nothing but sweet to everyone he met, it didn't bother you so much when they were mean to you but when they were mean to Chan it pissed you off.

"What's up princess? Chan cant get it up and satisfy you in bed?" A bunch of snickers followed the comment he made but you just rolled your eyes again, turning to face the front of as you started waiting for time to pass. 'princess' was Chan's nickname for you, no one else's and it irked you that someone else had the audacity to use it on you. All you had to do was make it through this one lesson and everything would be fine, you could go and find Chan, Minho and Seungmin and go for lunch. The only thing getting you through this lesson was the thought of lunch with your boyfriend and two close friends.

"We all know what you're after, a good dicking but you're not going to get it from Chan," Felix whispered in your ear as he leant forward to you. He noticed you watching the clock above the teachers head and chuckled softly, 

"You can come to me anytime, I'll show you how a real man should fuck you..." Hearing his words you drowned out his voice thinking about the first time that you and Chan had been together...How he was nothing like you thought he would be. See, everyone had Chan pegged to be the super quiet, shy and nerdy type...Which he was but once you got him into the bedroom it was as if an alter ego took over. You called him Christopher since Chan hated whenever someone would call him by his long name.

"Running late?" Minho smirked as you began sprinting towards the student library as you ignored him but he just ran alongside you, teasing you repeatedly as you rushed to get to the door. 

"Minho, fuck off. If I'm late again Chan will kill me." You mumbled as you slowed down to a walk outside the door, pushing the double doors open to see Chan had already packed up his things. 

"Chan I was caught up at work-"

"Whatever, you clearly don't want to get through the class. I'm not wasting my time with you." You hated that he was blowing you off, you'd been trapped at a late shift so you couldn't do anything about it. It wasn't as though you had Chan's number so you could let him know what was going on. He was so private he wouldn't give you his mobile number or where his dorm was, you'd tried to get it from him but he wouldn't tell you.

"Chan I need to pass this class, work kept me behind and made me do a later shift...I want to pass this class please-" You were following him out of the library as he walked away from you, keeping his head down as he tried to ignore the fact that you were there. You weren't going to let him get away with ditching you, not when you really needed this from him. There was no one else you could go to. No one was as smart as Chan and he knew that.

"It's Friday night, just go out and drink...Whatever it is you do on a Friday." He mumbled to you, stopping himself from walking when you stood in front of him. This was the first time he looked at you properly today, you weren't in your normal attire. Normally you'd be in jeans and a low cut top but today you were in a diner dress and some tennis shoes. The nametag on your dress being the giveaway that it was your work attire.

"We can do this Monday, I have plans tonight." He mumbled moving away from you but all he could think about was the dress you were wearing and the way you looked in the dress. He wasn't an idiot, he knew you were good looking but he also knew you were out of his league so he was never going to do anything. That didn't stop his mind from wandering about things though, the things he would do to you if you were his and he could have his way with you. Punishing you for being late to an important study session, punishing you for the way you wore low cut tops and bent over in front of him. Sometimes he thought you only did those things just to tease him. 

Minho chuckled at you as you watched Chan walking away, his leg was kicked up on the wall behind him as he laughed at you.

"You're not going to drop this are you?" You shook your head at his question and demanded Chan's dorm room number. You knew they were living in the same dorm building and he had to know where Chan was. There was no way you were going to not study, Chan was the smartest kids in the university and not to mention in your course. He was your only hope of passing the test on Tuesday.

The door swung open but Chan didn't seem too happy to see you standing there. The smile on his face dropped and he rolled his eyes, he thought you were the pizza he'd ordered himself. His ''plans'' for Friday night were to sit alone watching the new Anime that had come out with a pizza.

"I told you we could study Monday-" He went to shut the door but you pushed your foot in front of it stopping him from doing so if you were anybody else he would have continued to shut the door. 

"Chan, the test is Tuesday. Please. I'm hopeless without your help." He nodded at you not disagreeing that you were hopeless in it and not being able to resist the puppy dog look in your eyes so let you into his dorm room.

"You get one hour, any more than that I'll charge you." You excitedly threw your arms around him, jumping up and down as you thanked him over and over again but his mind was racing. You were still in the diner outfit that made his mind wander over everything, he could feel your chest pressed against him that made him bite his lip.

"Y-Yeah, come on in." He stuttered out, pushing his thick black glasses onto his face as he shut the door behind you. 

"What exactly is the part you're struggling on?" He questioned as he walked you into the living area of his apartment, sitting you down and sitting beside you with his own books. 

"If I say all of it will you kill me..." He raised his eyebrows at you and shook his head, he had no idea how you could have been struggling with any of it. He was helping the tutor grade papers and all of yours were on par with his. You were smart to say you were one of the popular girls in the University,

"I've been behind because of work, I haven't had time to get as much studying as I would like done." He nodded along with you and then he started questioning you on small bits from the classes that week. Wanting to know what you did and didn't know so he could come up with a studying style that would be best for you. 

Later that night you woke up to a blanket being laid over you, you flinched looking up to see Chan standing there. He'd been grilling you for most of the night with questions and when his pizza finally arrived he shared it with you. Choosing to help you rather than throwing you to the curb like he said he was going to do,

"You fell asleep, you looked peaceful so I was going to just-" You shook your head, telling him that he didn't have to explain himself to you.

"C-Can I come over during the weekend? I don't have a shift so I can study for longer. Unless you have plans?" You suggested, getting up from the sofa and hunting around for your bag, the only plans he had would be the anime and he liked the idea of helping you far more than that. 

"I don't have plans...You can come tomorrow." He whispered as he began walking you to the door, checking outside of the door to make sure the male tutor wasn't around and you wouldn't get scolded for being in the boy's dorm. The one rule on campus, no girls in the boy's dorms, no boys in the girl's dorms. 

"Thanks for this Chan, I owe you one." Without even thinking, you stood up on your tiptoes to give him a small kiss on the cheeks. His ears began to turn a bright red colour making you giggle as you quietly snuck out of his room and headed home, looking forward to the weekend of studying with him. Chan's hand slowly raised to his cheek as he touched where your lips had been, he groaned to himself ignoring the tent that was starting to pitch in his jeans. It was just a stupid kiss yet his mind kept wandering back to the butterflies he'd been feeling.

The next night you were sitting together after studying all day, it felt as though you were in class rather than studying. Chan had different tests laid out for you, flashcards and study folders all laid out for you to work from. 

"I could rip my eyeballs out, how do you get all of this done." You yawned at him, it seemed as though he just glanced at a page and the information would instantly be implanted into his brain.

"You're like one of those Aliens, aren't you? You absorb information with one glance!" The fake gasp that came from you made Chan laugh which sent butterflies to your stomach, you'd not heard him laugh like that before. The smile on his face was enough to make your whole body feel like you were floating, he looked so cute when he smiled like that. A small dimple on his cheek and the way his eyes scrunched together,

"You have a really pretty smile," You whispered before you even realised you were talking aloud, a giant blush spread along Chan's freckled cheeks and his ears turned a brighter red than before. 

"I'm sorry cutie, I didn't mean to embarrass you." You squeezed his cheeks playfully but his hand gripped onto your wrist to stop you from babying him like you were, 

"Don't treat me like I'm a baby, I'm not." He growled at you, you were taken back a little not expecting this side to come from him it and interested you a lot. 

"I-I'm sorry, I was just playing...You are cute though Chan." Your comment was only met by another growl and he moved away from you muttering something under his breath that you didn't hear.

"Chan?" You went to reach for him to apologise but he grabbed your wrists again, pinning you to the sofa below him. You squirmed under his grasp looking up into his dark eyes as he stared down at you,

"I'm not some cute little nerd," You let out a small whimper as you looked up at him. A pool went down to your core at the way he looked at you, his eyes had darkened over and it wasn't the nerdy Chan you knew. You squirmed once again under his grasp. 

"Squirming so much and I haven't even touched you," He smirked and you could have sworn the nerdy Chan you knew was gone and replaced with whoever this was now. 

"You're so pretty when you're scared...Maybe I should fuck you dumb huh? Then maybe we can fill the brain with the study material...Stop you watching your phone every four seconds." He'd caught you reading through something on your phone that wasn't the work he was setting you and he didn't care what it was he just didn't want you to waste his or your time. This side of him made you excited but you also wanted to tease him for it see what else he was hiding under the nerdy persona he was exhibiting, 

"I bet you'd cum as soon as you put it in me," You challenged, looking him in the eyes as you bucked you hips up to meet his. He licked his lips watching you as he nodded along with what you were saying, not agreeing with you but accepting the unspoken challenge. 

"Is that a bet?" You nodded your head at him and he smirked, throwing his glasses down onto the coffee table where your books were left unattended now. 

"If I win, you study all weekend and you owe me a favour." He told you as he let go of your wrists completely watching to see what you do.

"And if I win, which I will...What do I get?" He shrugged his shoulders,

"Whatever you want, but trust me, kitten-" He bent down to whisper in your ear this time, 

"You're not going to win." His voice sent shivers down your spine and you bit down on your tongue as you watched him closely, wanting nothing more than to make out with him on the spot. 

"What makes you so sure? You're just a nerd-" You stopped talking as soon as he pulled the hoodie off from his body revealing a pack of abs you never would have guessed were under there. 

"Concentrate darling, anyone would think you have a thing for the nerd." He growled grabbing you by your neck and standing you up as he carefully walked you towards the bedroom. He hadn't even touched you and you could feel how wet you were, practically leaking through your panties. 

"Strip," He ordered as he slammed his bedroom door shut, sitting on the edge of his bed as he watched you closely. You smirked at him, slowly undoing the zip of your black jacket before revealing a black lowcut top you'd worn a couple of times before. He kept his eyes on you, giving no inclination as to what he was feeling or thinking as you stripped.

"Slowly," He whispered getting down onto the floor in front of you as you got to nothing but your panties. You hissed as he slapped your thighs and you slowly began to lower your panties. 

"So fucking wet for the nerd." He chuckled as he watched the way your arousal stuck to your panties before he threw you down onto the bed. Kissing you roughly as he let his tongue explore your mouth you wrapped your arms around his neck as you relaxed into the kiss. Feeling sparks fly out of your body the moment he kissed you. The kiss intensified and he smirked, dragging you to the edge so you were displayed out for him, he ran his hand over your thighs. 

"Spread them," You did as he said and looked at him as he watched you closely. 

"Do you want me to touch you?" You nodded desperately, hopeless for some kind of touch from him.

"Where do you want me to touch you? Use your words," You wanted to scream at him just to touch you but you didn't, you stayed quiet as you looked at him. 

"H-Here," You whispered running your own finger over your clit but he slapped it away before slowly rubbing his thumb over your clit. You bit your lip, holding back the moans that were trying to escape from you, 

"Don't hide the moans, let everyone know who's making you feel good." He ordered you as he thumb continued to rub your clit in circles vigorously. You moaned out, rolling your head back against the mattress as you enjoyed his touches. Pathetic and high pitched whimpers leaving your lips whenever he would change the direction of his rubbing, 

"Feel good baby? Is the nerd making you feel good?" He questioned in a condescending tone that only made you more attracted to him. When you didn't answer him he wrapped his other hand around your neck, applying a small amount of pressure making you choke out a moan. 

"Answer me." 

"Yes! F-Feels so fucking good!" You cried out only to be met with a slap against your clit making you cry out again, he let go of your neck and pushed two fingers into you. 

"So tight princess, have you not fucked someone in a while?" He questioned as he began to rock his fingers in and out of you, using his other thumb on your clit again. 

"N-No...N-Not s-since last year." You whimpered not knowing why you were telling him you hadn't been laid in a while. 

"Maybe that's why you're always so pent up...Just need a good fucking," You nodded at him as you desperately began to plea for him to let you cum. He only rubbed your clit faster and smirked up at you, 

"Can I cum? Please?" He chuckled darkly as you begged for him to let you cum, you were dripping down onto the sheets each time he pulled his fingers out of your cunt. 

"Want you to ride my thigh first." You were shocked at his words but without hesitation, you pushed him to sit down on the bed and you straddled his thigh. Moaning out as the thick fabric came into contact with your bare core. 

"F-Fuck." You whimpered as you began to slowly move your hips on his thigh. Rocking back and forth as he put a finger on your clit making you cry out. 

The friction was getting too much for you and you were crying out his name. Your head laid on his shoulder as you rode his thigh. 

"You can cum now, like a good girl." He whispered, and just like that you did. 

"Chan!" Your hands dug into his arm as you continued to ride his thigh. Cumming onto the fabric of his jeans before he pushed you down onto the bed again, your legs were shaking as you begged for him to fuck you instead of teasing you. 

"I-I get it, I shouldn't have said what I said...Y-You win." You whispered as he began to unbuckle the belt on his jeans. 

"You're still so wet princess, and look at the mess you made." You glanced at his trousers and felt the heat rush up your body in embarrassment. 

"I want you to make a mess like that on my cock, can you do that baby girl?" You nodded at him, 

"Y-Yes Chan," He smirked at how easily you'd turned into a begging and whimpering mess for him. 

"Stand up," You did as he said and he walked over to you, chuckling as you struggled to keep your balance. As he kicked off his boxers you sank down on your knees to get a good look at him. He was huge, larger than you had been expecting and it made your mouth water. You wanted to taste him, you needed his cum but before you could even put your lips on him he shook his head at you. At first, he was going to let you but after seeing how excited you had been to do it he stopped himself wanting to prove you wrong. 

"Lay down and spread your legs." You did as he sat and he smirked watching you.

"Good girl, so wet for me as well." He chuckled as he began aligning himself at your entrance before sinking into you. You moaned out as he stretched you out, your walls clenching around him as he grunted. 

"So fucking tight," You mewled out in response to him and he chuckled moaning when he began to push in and out of you. His hands gripped onto your hips as he began to thrust in and out of you, moaning our your name. 

"Feels so good," You moaned out as you felt his cock moving in and out of you. Your walls gripping around him as if he belonged inside of you. 

"Shit Chan," You whimpered as he continued to move inside of you, his hips slamming into you as you felt your next orgasm approaching, you squirmed underneath him. Digging your feet into his ass to make him hit deeper, 

"So good!" You screamed out, dragging your nails down his back as he continued to push into you, the feeling making your head spin as it felt as though you were floating. The wet sounds filled the air with the sound of slapping skin and moans, both yours and Chan's as he continued fucking into you. 

"I can feel you getting closer, do you want to cum?" He questioned, reaching down as he began rubbing your clit. You cried out at the touch and he chuckled darkly, slapping into you harder you rolled your head back in ecstasy. 

"Cum." He commanded you and you did. Screaming out his name as you rolled your head back, gripping onto the sheets around you as you came harder than you ever had done before. You whimpered feeling your orgasm keep ripping through you as you clenched and twitched around him, an unfamiliar wetness came from you as you squirted around him moaning out loudly as it did. 

"S-Shit! W-What-" You didn't have time to question what it was as Chan began to pump into you. Grunting loudly as he came into you hard, filling you up so much you came around him again at the feeling. 

"F-Fuck." You cried out as you came down from your high, panting heavily as he pulled out of you and laid down beside you on the bed. 

"Whoa." You whispered as you turned on your side to look at him, the blushing shy Chan was back and you giggled softly. 

"Where did he come from?" You questioned, running your finger up and down his chest and abs as you waited for him to answer, 

"Where did who come from?" He frowned looking at you as he wrapped a blanket over your body, not wanting you to get sick or catch a cold. 

"Christopher." You winked at him and he chuckled shyly, shaking his head at you. 

"I hope it wasn't the last time he comes out to play...I-I enjoyed that." The same smirk was back on his lips once he heard your words, 

"Well if you study and pass your test maybe he'll come out to play again." He winked at you as you leant forward to give him a small kiss on the lips. 

The bell rang waking you up from your daydream, you practically jumped out of your seat to get out of the classroom but Felix was faster. He raced up behind you and grabbed your elbow so you would turn to face him,

"Come home with the big boys," He whispered to you, trying to be as seductive as possible but all he was doing was coming across as a cock. 

"No thanks, my boyfriend is waiting for me." You turned around to see Chan standing against the wall, he was wearing an oversized blue sweater you'd gotten him and the new pair of thick square glasses. 

"Hi!" You yelled out, snatching your arm away from Felix as you walked over to Chan, 

"Why was Felix holding onto you?" He questioned, wrapping his arms around you protectively as he eyed up Felix, 

"He was just being an idiot. Telling me how he could fuck me how a real man should," Chan scoffed at the comment and looked at Felix. 

"Trust me, the way she screams my name at night I'm surprised you haven't heard." He smirked at Felix turning you around and walking away from the boys who were all watching after you as you giggled to Chan about what you both had planned for that night. 

Tagline: @taestannie @kneel-begyourpardon @channiewoo @minholuvs @lkwonmj​

[rayofsunas]

s/o who dies.

A/n: listennnn, I wasn't going to write something dark, but then I unregretfully decided to listen to edgy/dark audios and I was suddenly in the mood to write this so yeah lmao. also, guess what? I'm planning on making a discord server right after posting this! so, be on the lookout for that when I get it all sorted out. also, note for Scaramouche's that the reader inserts tend to lean more femininely versed (I hope that's okay), the only reasons why I do that is because one I simp and I'm female AND two since I am doing a mini-series for Scara, I've kind of based his imagines/fics around that universe (baby daddy universe). I haven't started his yet, but consider these part of that series' universe. anyways as always thank you for requesting anon and enjoy! <333

Summary: you die + how the boys cope afterward.

Parings: Albedo/Gn! Reader, Xiao/Gn! Reader, Scaramouche/Fem! Reader

Warnings: swearing, angst, death, poison, illness/cancer, murder, arson, obsessive behavior

Word count: 2.1k

Albedo

"You need to keep this on your head." Your lover said for the one-hundredth time, placing the cold cloth on your forehead once again after taking it off only seconds earlier.

"This is pointless," You said, no longer wanting to ignore nor hide behind the invisible thick curtains of the obvious death sentence approaching. "My body rejected the medicine the first twice doses, what's a third time going to do?" You asked, knowing Albedo wouldn't answer; your hope was to knock some sense into his thick skull. but he was too worried trying to ignore the obvious as you had previously been doing, not anymore though.

This was saddening to watch, both Albedo's unfolding and the girl who accidentally poisoned you, whimpering into Sucrose's shoulder. She was only a young girl, barely seventeen when she was chosen to work under Sucrose and your boyfriend. She was very good at Alchemy and luckily had a desire to practice the craft. But unfortunately, she hadn't paid much attention when it came to Surcrose's educational poison lesson and had unknowingly mixed up poisonous liquids and materials.

After tipping over some clutter in Albedo's office and knocking over a test tube laying unsealed on the counter, you had realized the contents spilled on your skin, bleaching into your pores. You had been tasked with bringing the famed alchemist and his assistant some vials and materials for the collection of a rare butterfly they had found. It was both telling and obvious that something was wrong when you never showed up with the required materials requested and it was already too late hours later when the chief Alchemist, his assistant, and Alchemist in training came bounding down the stairs of Albedo's home laboratory.

It didn't take long for the trio to realize something was wrong. Sucrose had found the vile on the floor, most of its contents spilled and in a little puddle, plus your state on a nearby lounge chair was obvious; slumped awkwardly, forehead visibly sweating, eyes closed, breathing raspily.

You accepted the first doses of the supposed nullifying medicine without hesitation, just wanting the numbing feeling to go away. But when it never kicked in you decided it would be best to save the medicine, because it wasn't working. Your time was coming.

"Since the medicine is taking immediate effect, you should try to get the contents out of your system," He said, reaching out for you. Badly you wanted to argue that the medicine wasn't working at all, but he wasn't listening and already has his lean arms wrapped around your middle, helping gently lift and guide you over to the sink.

You hear materials being shoved to the side and soon enough you had your head dangling over the sink, shaking hands gripping the metalled edge tightly. Soon enough, Albedo's hand was on your back rubbing up and down, hoping to comfort you, it wasn't working though. You could only think about your death, what the other side would look like. Could there even be heaven or hell, maybe a place in between, maybe nowhere...?

As soon as you felt the urge to vomit, you did, and despite it being utterly disgusting Albedo seemed to welcome it happily. He took this as something good, but it only worried you when you saw the reddish hues in the bile.

"I think they should leave." You muttered acknowledging Sucrose and Elizabeth, the taste of gooey, metal only becoming more apparent. The blonde agreed, nodding and muttering "Okay."

As Sucrose lead Elizabeth towards the stairs, the pair heard you say. "Goodbye Sucrose, Elizabeth." Which only seemed to make the young girl wail louder.

You sighed sadly once the silence was back. Just your thoughts of death, and Albedo's slowly crushing heart.

"You should probably leave soon as well. I don't want you to be here when I go." Albedo frowned at your statement, head shaking.

"Don't say things like that."

Of course, he'd say that. Why did he feel the need to ignore this when it would only come back to hurt him even more later on when you were gone?

"You're the smartest man I know and we both know where this is heading," You said, head feeling much heavier than before. It was getting closer to your time. "I'm going to die, and you can't do anything about it."

"I'm not leaving your side. We promised to stick together through everything, you can't ask me to leave."

"I guess... But promise me this."

"When I go, stop blaming Elizabeth. It was an accident..." You said sincerely. Albedo wanted to make a fuss about it, tell you he'd never been able to forgive her. But for you, he would try. If it was your list desire, your last wish, he'd make it come true. Though it would be difficult. Accidental or not, she was the reason you were leaving him here, alone.

"Okay, I'll try..." He said honestly.

"Thank you," You said, letting out a shaking breath you had been holding for a very long time. Now you felt much more peaceful. "And since I know you stubbornly won't leave," You started, finally turning away from the sink to look into his cerulean eyes. "At least hold my hand."

"Of course, love."

even a year after your death, no matter how hard he tried, there was still this nagging feeling every time he looked at Elizabeth

he wanted too badly forgive her, but he couldn't

she had, although accidental, taken the one person that meant so much to him and he'd never forgive

Albedo is gonna be distant towards everyone he knows and it's completely purposeful

he doesn't like the pitiful gazes that people send his way and he hates that all the captains stared at him at your funeral

obviously, some questioned if he was able to stay in the field

he hadn't taken any time off, even when Jean advised he was welcome and that it would be best

tbh, albedo's going to have a hard time for a while

Xiao

Why did it have to be you? Why not him? He'd feel much better knowing you could live another day, after all, he'd been living a very long time.

But no, the fallen Archons, Gods, Yaksha had chosen you to join them. He wished that weren't the case

Humans and their pathetic vessels... So weak, he thought. Allowing something like cancer to beat them.

No matter how harsh it sounded, he didn't despise you, no. It wasn't your fault. You didn't ask for this. He just knew that if you were a godly being this wouldn't have happened like this or at least not so soon; Xiao had known Gods that had terminal illnesses to live years. Why couldn't you be like them?

He hated watching you lie there in that bed, immobile, sickly, and tired, and all you could say was that everything was going to be alright, that he'd be alright.

But it wasn't. He wouldn't be okay without you. He would struggle daily, fall deeper into a hole. You were the light of his life, the only light in his life. And you were gone, just like that. Turning external scars into internal ones tattered all over his dying heart.

Xiao for the longest time has been by himself, so the people of Liyue know it'll be harder for him to overcome this, no matter what he says or does to prove otherwise

Zhongli in particular knows how hard this will be for his friend

his first and probably last love, dead, gone in the blink of an eye

he'll continue fighting all the monsters he crosses, becoming even more violent when he does so, trying his best to get rid of this stupid sickly feeling of heartbreak

but it won't go away, no matter what he does, no matter how absurd

he just wants the feeling to go away, he despises that feeling so much

if you have a secret place somewhere, like in the mountains, Zhongli often finds him there, wallowing in invisible self-pity

"You know they wouldn't want you to be like this." Zhongli would say, only trying to help

but it doesn't

it only enrages Xiao, even more, fuels him to push everyone out of his life again instead of letting them in like he'd done in your presence

Scaramouche

How dare you. How dare you leave him like this. Alone, nonetheless with a toddler to raise who kept crying for her mommy. He couldn't do this without you, he didn't know how to raise a child, speak to her with the gentle care that you did. That was your expertise but now he'd be doing it solo.

And never again would he entrust someone who he cares about, into ignorant, incompetent arms. Never again will he ever allow any member of the Fatui to watch after his daughter; no matter their rank or position. They had one job while he was away doing business in Liyue. Guard your home twenty-four seven, accompany you into Inazuma's port town should you need anything, watch after his daughter while she plays happily in the luscious Inazuma fields. And they couldn't do that. All he gave them was one simple task, watch and keep you and your daughter safe. Instead, they slacked off, probably drunk in some bar while you were being brutally attacked by murderous mercenaries, left to fend for you and your daughter, only to die protecting her and leave your home to be severely burned.

He knew those idiotic Fatui soldiers were incompetent the moment he stepped foot into the harbor and found that everyone seemed to quiet down. Especially the eerily silent soldiers flanked on each side to welcome him home; he was the highest-ranking soldier in the land of Inazuma after all. Not a single one bothered to step forward and tell him what was wrong, what they all criminally allowed happen. Scaramouche only realized what had happened when he was mere minutes away from arriving home, his daughter had come running from his widowed mother's arms, the sight of smoke rising in the air, from the direction of his home. You were nowhere to be seen.

It all happened so fast, in the blink of an eye. His daughter was clinging to his shirt and his mother only stared with tears of pity.

It didn't take long for the puzzle pieces to be put together and before he knew it, Scaramouche was standing in front of his home, part of it burnt to a crisp and black.

He didn't need to ask what happened, he didn't need to know where you were, because he already knew. What he didn't know was who exactly had done this. But he was going to find out, now.

Incompetent, selfish, bastards. They would all pay for this. The lazy piggish Fatui soldiers who he should've never trusted with such a simple task and the thieves who had murdered you. They all had it rightfully coming.

Scaramouche hates the world after he lost you

he hates it so much and can't understand how this had happened

he's not a good person, so he blames it on karma and those stupid idiots who couldn't protect you

ngl, he's not gonna be around much after your death... his mother would argue that he should be here to raise your daughter, because she's also in pain and doesn't understand that this isn't some game of hide and seek this time

instead, he's focused and driven by revenge

he doesn't listen to a word anybody says, he's much more dangerous than before, and he only trusts his judgment

anyone trying to get him to stop his mission, is someone who doesn't want to see him happy he thinks (though that's not true at all. they hate that he is obsessive over this) but he will personally put a stop to that

and he'll only return home to his daughter and mother when he finds who did this and they along with their bloodline is exterminated

while he's gone, the remainder of his family is relocated somewhere he knows they'll be safe, for example, even though he despises childe, he knows his mom and daughter will be safe with his family

sorry, but Scaramouche will hold this deep-rooted hatred and love for you after you die

yes, he still loves and misses you dearly, but he hates you for leaving him alone, hates that although it wasn't intentional and out of your control, that you were gone

no matter how hard you tried to fight, it was selfish of you to leave him like this

he's not going to stop until he believes whoever was behind this is dead

and in his case, he'll stop believing when he chooses, even if they are innocent/guilty, he'll keep going

3.19.21, rayofsunas

[cryptocism]

oooo what can you tell us about ur ttrpg characters??

oh man tons, almost every single one of them I created based on a silly premise I thought would be funny and then eventually evolved into a genuine character that I'm now extremely invested in

There's Captain Widdershins, (which u may be able to tell by the name was a joke character I made for a oneshot that eventually evolved into a full campaign) who's a weathered 500 year old pirate captain with a missing arm and a golden eye who is completely off her rocker and took her warlock patronage to the goddess of the ocean as a marriage proposal. She's insane and very in love with her ocean wife and I adore her.

Caisson is a half mechanical half humanoid inventor who builds medical prosthetics and has a tiny pet dragon named Kip. Their parents were world-class weapons manufacturers and were secretly working on a doomsday device before being mysteriously killed. In an attempt to draw the assassins out into the open, Caisson announced the weapon development and claimed that they were the one who built it. This instead resulted in Caisson getting the attention of the king, who hires them as a weapons manufacturer (something they are not) for a ~mysterious quest~ oooo

Ruby and Punch are a sort of Jekyll and Hyde duo I'm playing for a Legend of Zelda campaign. Ruby is a sweet little skullkid and a level 1 bard. He's got 10 hit points and a violin and he's just out here doing his best. Punch on the other hand is a cursed theatre mask with mad sorcerer magicks who only wants two things: attention, and extreme gratuitous violence. Mechanically, Punch is the better character to have in a fight, but he's also wicked chaotic evil and is extremely self-motivated. Ruby is genuinely helpful to the party and does much better with socializing/charm based shit. Ruby needs Punch in order to not get one hit K.O.'d, Punch needs Ruby because he's got no body of his own. They work kind of like a multiclass but uh, without a lot of the benefits of multiclassing lmao bc I specifically designed them so that they both need to switch off bc the other has whatever they lack. The GM and I have spent many hours homebrewing exactly how these two idiots work just so my dreams of playing a Sweet Boi and The Worst Kind of Theatre Kid can come true.

I did a comic about Sable from the dragon age campaign I was part of for a bit, who was an Orlesian university student that ended up becoming a Grey Warden during a research trip and continued to have an Extremely Bad Time as they fruitlessly tried to find a cure for the blight. They were also the youngest of 12 siblings because I thought the idea of that was hilarious, a real Cheaper By The Dozen scenario wherein they were around the same age or younger as a lot of their nieces and nephews. The GM for that campaign actually came up with a whole family tree and names/professions for Sable's siblings and niblings which was literally the coolest shit there was a plethora of family drama interwoven in there. A sheltered teen was also... probably the smartest character choice for me to play since I've never played Dragon Age and had no knowledge of the lore lmao. Sable's obliviousness was just my obliviousness in most cases.

And Aelios is the most recent. Basically my friend I'm playing with created a character who's the son of a massive crime family, and I entirely built Aelios' concept on that. They're a barbarian who got a job as a mob goon purely so that I can do the "yeah you got it, boss" thing whenever possible. They've also got a backstory with a husband killed by demons, very storied mercenary past, and an unhealthy addiction to the drug that the crime family holds a monopoly over, but it really did start out with me just wanting to play a total meathead since I am too often drawn in by the siren song of spellcasting.