#and then 4-5 hours again the 27th

[bamsara]

by the way if you've messaged/mentioned or sent me an ask and I haven't responded I promise I'm not ignoring you, I'm in full con crunch mode right now and I have like 3 days to finalize everything cosplay wise, travel wise, financial and also handle sticker stuff so im. really busy and stressed right now as I prepare lsdkhgklsdg

[project-sekai-facts]

Project SEKAI 4th anniversary - recap post

This is a merch preview but it looks like it might be the key art, high quality pending

Much like last year, I thought it would be useful to make one long post recapping all of the information about the 4th anniversary updates. Even if there won't be as many major updates and changes as last year, we still will be receiving news about other related projects like the movie during the anniversary thanksgiving festival, so I'll be recapping that too.

Note that all of this applies to the JP server only.

Official site link

Before we start, the next Broadcast Station episode will be held on the 27th, featuring Isobe-san, Jiena, Imai-san, and Daichan. It will be broadcast live from the Thanksgiving Festival. Related event speculation will be done in a separate post, and the stream itself can be found here.

Section 1 - Game Updates

Most game updates will be announced during the aforementioned Broadcast Station stream, but some things have already been announced, such as:

Virtual lives (after lives/holiday lives) will now be held every hour, cutting the long wait times between some showings.

You will now be able to collect character rank XP for an entire unit in one go, rather than going to each member's page individually.

Calendars for songs and events will be released in advance, so we finally will actually know in advance what days songs are being added and what days events will run (though by the sounds of things, event lineups will be kept a secret outside of the unit).

While CC isn't confirmed to be coming back for 4th anni, when they do fix it, you will be able to view what teams your friends have selected.

A new exchange shop is being worked on, where you will be able to get another vocal tickets and skill up scores (and some other items) at the cost of other resources. These details are subject to change, and this may not be added in the 4th anni update.

Section 2 - Songs

Song Campaign

The song campaign hint sheet has been revealed, and actually has hints again for the first time in a while. The answers will be revealed during broadcast station on the 27th.

Note: blank tiles include special characters

Hint: Distortion, 18 characters (cover + 3DMV)

Hint: 😉🫴😄🫱😋👆, 7 characters

Hint: the story of drawing your eyes, 8 characters (cover)

Hint: proof of being the main character, 9 characters

Hint: 🥃☝️, 6 characters (cover)

Hint: 15, 11 characters

Hint: 🔁, 4 characters (cover)

Hint: 21, 9 characters

Hint: ○○○○○○ ○○○○○○, no character count provided but presumably 6 or 12 (cover + 3DMV)

Section 3 - Lives

4th live

Key art pending

Project SEKAI's 4th live was announced last month, titled Unison!! The live will be held in two locations: Osaka on December 13th-15th, and Tokyo on January 24th-26th!

A PV can be found here!

The official account for all information about the live is, as always, @/pjsekai_live on Twitter

Connect live

A connect live to celebrate the fourth anniversary has been announced. It is titled Brilliant Stage and will be held on the 6th of October! There will also be a "meet and greet" session after the two performances of the live, similar to Resonance Beats.

Section 4 - Event and gacha

TBA but the most likely lineup is Shiho/Toya/Nene/Ena + Haruka 3*. With Rui and Rin fes cards.

Section 5 - Project SEKAI: The Movie

A Project SEKAI movie animated by P.A.WORKS was announced back in July. More information on that can be found here. New footage (possibly a second trailer) and character illustrations will be shown during the 4th anni Broadcast Station stream.

Section 6 - Miscellaneous news

TBA

[clonefandomevents]

Haunted Clone Week Prompts!

Here are the prompts for the Haunted Clone Week! There were so many good options and ideas, that we decided to give a total of nine prompts a day! As well as two Free Days, and a little surprise Bonus as well! Can't wait to see what they inspire!

Day 1- October 23rd

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of South America; Haunted Kamino

-Ghost Ships

-Time Loops

-Space Bermuda Triangle

-Dark Between the Stars

NSFW Prompt- Battlefield Sex

-"You said I killed you- haunt me then!" from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

Day 2-October 24th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of Africa; Haunted Christophsis

-Force Ghosts

-Left Behind

-Not Quite Human

-Bloody Hands

-NSFW Prompt- Blood Kink

-"Ghosts are guilt, ghosts are secrets, ghosts are regrets and failings. But most times, most times a ghost is a wish." (The Haunting of Hill House)

Day 3- October 25th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of Europe; Haunted Umbara

-They Don't Know They're Dead

-Marching Far Away (But Still Beside Me)

-Body Horror -Please Not Again

-NSFW Prompt-Ghost Sex

-“I’m scared to close my eyes, I’m scared to open them. We’re gonna die out here.” — Heather Donahue, “The Blair Witch Project”

Day 4- October 26th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of Australia; Haunted Felucia

-Ghost Stories

-Trapped and Not Alone

-Eldritch Horror

-Moonlight

-NSFW Prompt-Knife Play

-"Dozens of eyes looked out from the trees"

Day 5- October 27th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of North America; Haunted Dothomir

-Mistaking a Ghost for a Living Person

-Marching Back (Dead Clones Coming Back)

-The Witching Hour

-Accidentally Cursed

-NSFW Prompt-Ritual Sex

-"Soldier keep on marching on/Head down till the work is done" - "Soldier" by Fleurie

Day 6- October 28th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of Asia; Haunted Coruscant

-Haunted Space Ships

-Their Armor Holds Thier Souls

-Glowing Eyes in the Dark

-Fog

-NSFW Prompt-Possession

-"It seems to me that the dead only return for love or for revenge. Who did you come back for?" from White is For Witching by Helen Oyeyemi

Days 7 &8- October 29th-30th

Free Days! Have a prompt you liked, but wasn't included? Have a spooky idea that doesn't quite fit one of the other days? These are the days designed specifically for you!

BONUS!- October 31st

So, I apparently am not good at counting. Which gave us an extra day to the week on accident! So, we decided to do something a little different for the accidental bonus day.

Twist An Episode Day!

-Basically, it's take any episode of Clone Wars, Bad Batch, anything the clones are in and twist it so the CLONES are the ones coming out on top. Do something to an episode so that it's the soldiers fighting, not the corrupt leadership, who benefit. Preferably something a little out there, a lil spooky, but it can be whatever you want. Use the extra day so that for once, it's the clones winning.

-Links to Photo Prompts origins below

[futuremrsdrcullen]

This Love Came Back To Me - Epilogue

I can not believe this is the last part of Eclipse. I never thought I'd get here. Big thanks to my editors for dealing with this for two years. Biggest Thanks to you guys for waiting two years for this part. <3

Summery- I was completely overwhelmed with this looming dread. This wasn’t just about Bella anymore. Though that was bad enough, this involved me now. Despite how often Edward disregarded my safety and despite how desperately Carlisle tried to protect me from this;

My life was in danger.

It was never going to end was it?

Word Count- 1,184

Warnings- Vampires- and all the things that go along with vampires (blood, biting, age gaps, sparkling, dramatics) a lot more swearing this time. There's some minor injuries and some very minor character death. mentions of vomiting (2 actual vomits, due to injury) Battle, fighting and planning. It's all very happy I promise.

There is no imprinting and there never will be <3

Notes from me- My name is Claire and this! This is finally my third love child. I started writing this on the 27th of July in 2022. I lost hope a few times but it's here and I hope you love it. Thank you, so so much for staying with me.

I promise Breaking Dawn will not take as long! I'm writing it already! <3

As always, I DO NOT own The Twilight Saga. All rights go directly to S. Meyer.

Read on AO3 <3

Masterlist <3 (Ch 4, Ch 5)

I love you <3 Thank you for still being here <3

Alice managed to get me out of the house and to Seattle only three days later. She drove the Porsche and we made the trip in a little more than two hours. I felt like I was going to vomit the entire time. I trained my eyes out the front windshield.

Carlisle made her promise to make me drink water, but didn't insist on going with us. I was actually very excited for a girls day.

It felt normal.

Most things had already fallen back into a normal pace. Carlisle went to work that morning. I didn't feel unstable on my own two feet. We could go shopping in Seattle now that there wasn't an army of Newborn vampires being created to kill us. It was normal. I could breathe again.

Inside a small boutique, Alice and I discussed colors. Alice thought deep reds- maybe maroons would make the whole thing feel very classic. I thought maroons were a bit too on the nose for a vampire wedding and Bella would probably prefer more neutral tones, like greens and browns.

We went back and forth like this until she found a silvery lavender dress. I froze in my spot when she held it to her skin. I didn't know how to explain it, but I knew it was right. The color matched the undertones of her skin so well that I knew Bella would love it. It was a perfect mix of vampire and subtle.

She draped it over her arm and continued her search. I found a dress in a similar color that was a bit shorter and I knew she would look stunning in it. Before I could take it off the rack she said, “Yes! It's perfect!”

I laughed and handed it to her. She took it into the dressing room without another word, and though both of us knew it would be perfect, I was still excited to see her in it. When the door shut behind her, I sat down on the closest bench and took a deep breath, then a sip of water. 

Again, almost normal.

She came back out only a few seconds later and she took my breath away. She smiled at me and practically skipped over to the mirrors. She played with her hair for a few seconds before sighing.

“Can I?” She looked a little hesitant- not used to handing over fashion choices. I pulled a hair clip off the accessory rack and pinned back her pixie hair on one side. It was a style that was very reminiscent of the 20's. She looked frozen in time and utterly angelic. 

Suddenly she turned towards me and grinned, “It's your turn.”I almost shied away from her grin, but before I could she was dragging me across the store to where we'd found the other two dresses. Without hesitation she handed my one calf length dress and one that was to the floor.

When she was satisfied with her choices for me she promptly pushed me towards the dressing room. Before I even had time to zip the first dress up she called out to me, “Hmm… Not that one.” I chuckled, but swapped dresses. Even when I came out in that one she still wasn't content with the decision. She walked over to the rack and began her search again. 

This time it only took a second before she gasped and she pushed me back into a dress room. I knew without even trying it on that it was perfect. Of course she agreed with me the second I stepped out in it.

This dress was more modern than Alice and Rosalie's, but still a clean and classic look- soft tulle in a soft lavender color with delicate blue flowers. Her reaction only sold me on it further. She was speechless and when she pulled me to the mirrors, I was too. 

We stood there for a moment before she pulled herself back together. Her eyes fluttered like she was blinking back tears. “It will need to be brought in a bit, but your necklace is perfect- oh! And your hair tied back with that blue ribbon of yours- Now shoes…” She danced back to the sales floors. I giggled as she went.

I didn’t mind indulging her, even if Bella did. I loved to see her this happy.

“Has she picked a date yet?” I asked as she paced the length of the shoe racks.

“August Thirteenth. And yes I am aware that it's two months away, but I will make it perfect…” She trailed off, lost in thought.

“I know it will be.” She met my gaze and I smiled at her. “Thank you. For all of this.”

Her smile matched my own. “It's important to all of us. Edward wants to stall her, but we want her to live. She skipped over to me and took my hands in her, “I wouldn’t trade my life for anything I would have experienced as a human. But it’s so important… that you two live.”

She continued looking at shoes and went on, “If it's just prom, and graduation, and a wedding, it's still more than the rest of us had. We may be only living vicariously through you, but someday, she'll be grateful she experienced a little more life.”

“I'm grateful to live a little more life with her too. Though, I also think… at some point, we have to let her be happy with the life she's chosen for herself.” Alice seemed to deflate a bit at my words, but I added, “These are just small things you’re asking of her, and I do see the benefits for her mother and our dad, I just hate to think that she might be compromising some of her own happiness for the sake of all of us…” I trailed off, but she understood.

“You and Carlisle think so similarly sometimes. But she doesn’t have to compromise on anything more than a few hours and her dirty converse. Everything else will fall into place exactly like it’s meant to.” She placed a delicate hand on my arm as she said this. I had a feeling she meant more than Bella and Edward’s marriage- like she meant literally everything would fall into place. And I’d never bet against Alice.

Her smile grew “Plus- Who doesn’t love a Cullen party?”

I couldn’t help but laugh, “The whole town will talk about it for decades, I’m sure.”

“At least until they see what I do for yours.” She grinned.

My eyes went wide. “Oh god…” Though I wasn’t really scared. I could cross that bridge when we came to it. She went back to examine shoes. I pretend to get caught up looking at hair accessories.

I ran my fingers over a simple lace veil as my mind drifted back to her words.

He hadn’t asked me yet, but I knew he would.

And I knew that I would say yes.

I knew, without a shadow of doubt, that someday, maybe even someday soon, we would have forever.

Taglist!!

@jakanddexter67 @a-not-so-poetic-poet @bridge597 @cestlavie03 @gaymazinglula @short-potato @jennyamanda8 @daisydreamingsims @arg888cam

[ohmoonbeam]

JULY’S READING LIST

☆ 1st - rich [pt.3] // @lukesaprince  [harry styles] ☆ 2nd - rich [pt.4] // @lukesaprince  [harry styles] ☆ 3rd - rich [pt.5] // @lukesaprince  [harry styles] ☆ 4th - rich [pt.6] // @lukesaprince  [harry styles] ☆ 5th - rich [pt.7] // @lukesaprince  [harry styles] ☆ 6th - rich [pt.8] // @lukesaprince  [harry styles] ☆ 7th - rich [pt.9] // @lukesaprince  [harry styles] ☆ 8th - something to gawk at // @cherryjuiceblues  [harry styles] ☆ 9th - no more games // @watchmegetobsessed  [harry styles]  ☆ 10th - you again // @freedomfireflies  [harry styles] ☆ 11th - us again // @freedomfireflies  [harry styles] ☆ 12th - just a little taste // @stylescine  [harry styles] ☆ 13th - i’m having your baby // @atlafan  [harry styles] ☆ 14th - i’m having your baby [pt. 2] // @atlafan  [harry styles] ☆ 15th - gala after gala // @gucciwins​ [harry styles] ☆ 16th - good girl - @watchmegetobsessed​  [harry styles] ☆ 17th - wildest fantasies [pt. 1] // @watchmegetobsessed​  [harry styles] ☆ 18th - wildest fantasies [pt. 2] // @watchmegetobsessed​  [harry styles] ☆ 19th - fun between friends // @masonjpg​  [football rpf] ☆ 20th - friends to lovers // @tsumtsumrry​  [harry styles] ☆ 21st - eavesdropper // @lukesaprince​  [harry styles] ☆ 22nd - all roads lead to you // @twostepstyless​  [harry styles] ☆ 23rd - you make me so angry sometimes // @finestoflines​  [harry styles] ☆ 24th - 42 hours // @sunflowervolvimp3​  [harry styles] ☆ 25th - 42 hours [pt. 2]  // @sunflowervolvimp3​  [harry styles] ☆ 26th - oh, anna - @stylesloveclub​  [harry styles] ☆ 27th - it’s not that important // @finestoflines​  [harry styles] ☆ 28th - aster - @moonchildstyles​  [harry styles] ☆ 29th - daffodil - @moonchildstyles​  [harry styles] ☆ 30th - sweet pea - @moonchildstyles​  [harry styles] ☆ 31st - gardenia - @moonchildstyles​  [harry styles]

[labrxnth]

Prison Break- Part 5 (Leon Kennedy x Reader Series)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

CW: Death Island spoilers, suicidal thoughts/tendencies

WC: 5350 (whoops)

Summary: You and your co-worker Leon Kennedy are sent on a mission to rescue a kidnapped robotic engineer Dr. Antonio Taylor. The journey for him leads the two of you to somewhere you thought you would never go, Alcatraz.

A/n: IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG. I graduated my students, I fell ill, and I had an ADHD fueled hyperfixation on a specific pale elf made by Larion Studios so here it finally it. I hope the length makes up for the month of silence.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ｡ﾟ☆. ───

January 27th, 2015 

You and Leon had been working together for a year and a half. Last year, you two defeated Glen Arias alongside Chris Redfield and Rebecca Chambers. This year, things were relatively quiet. You hated to say it, but it was quiet. 

You were sitting at your desk that was against the wall in now you and Leon’s shared office. A crate of ice coffee was melting, the condensation dripping from the cups onto the top of your desk. Glancing at the clock, you bit your lip. Normally, Leon would be out of a meeting with the President within an hour, but it was now an hour and 15 minutes, something was up. 

And with it being quiet lately, you could only speculate another big mission was popping up. 

The door opened and Leon walked into the office, looking exhausted and drained. Over the past half a year he had really pulled himself together. His eyes looked more present, less glossed over. He had grown his hair out more, stopped dying it, and styled it like he used to when you first joined. He was also very proud that he started lifting again, something he said that he did all the time in his 20s. 

And all that personal care paid off, because even though he was exhausted from his meeting, he still looked gorgeous. You thought he was really attractive when you joined the D.S.O. and even last year when he had lost a bit of weight and had his depressed alcoholic arc. But you didn’t know just how attractive he could be, and it still amazed you. 

“Are you going to tell me… or….” You said and looked at him. 

He took his coffee out of the tray on your desk and pat your head. Your eyes trailed him to his desk. 

“We have another mission coming up,” he said, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sat down. He took a sip of his coffee and relaxed in his chair. 

Leon had told you multiple times about his relationship with the past few presidents. Apparently, President Graham scared him shitless when he “asked” Leon to rescue his daughter and he was intimidated by him until his terms ended. President Benford was like a mentor to him and helped found the D.S.O. with Leon; they were pretty close until Leon had to kill him a few years ago. Now, Leon was drained from all the politics of the new guy. 

You smiled to yourself a little bit because you were right about the mission. “You know that’s just watered down coffee, right?” You asked, looking at his iced americano, trying to lighten the mood.

He looked at you from his desk, almost scoffing in reply. “Like I’m gonna take coffee advice from you. You’d guzzle the grounds if you could,” He said, turning his attention back to the folder in his hands. 

You sat there with your mouth open, not knowing how to reply to that. Closing your mouth, you turned back to your laptop, typing away at a case file. 

“We have to go to New York,” Leon said after a few seconds of silence. “We’re going to attend an upcoming biology summit and check in on a few things.” 

“Meaning, there’s a potential virus being sold?” You asked. The past few months after dealing with Arias had been mostly doing work for the government, so bounty hunting and few and far between B.O.W. hunting. 

Leon nodded and your heart jumped with excitement. It was kind of morbid to put it this way, but you loved work like this. This was why you joined the D.S.O.

“We’ll be undercover so be on your best behavior,” Leon said. 

“Yessir,” you said and jokingly saluted. 

“And another thing…. We’ll be undercover as a couple… so try to pretend like you like me,” Leon said and grinned. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ｡ﾟ☆. ───

January 30, 2015

Ingrid’s eyes trailed up and down your figure, looking at the dress and seeing if it complimented your skin tone and hair color. The D.S.O. was providing the wardrobe for the mission, the racks of dresses they had filled you and Leon’s office. 

When the racks were brought in, Ingrid didn’t explain why the D.S.O. had so many when you and Sherry were technically the only female agents. She also kicked Leon out of the office so she could help you try on the dresses and pick out the one. 

You were standing in the middle of the office, a burgundy coloured dress hugging your figure. The bodice had straps that fell off the shoulder, corset ribbing, and enough cleavage to make your mother pass out while still keeping it classy. The bottom hugged your figure on one side and had a long slit on the other, trailing up to your thigh. It felt Greek and Romantic, while also being modern. 

You felt like a million bucks. 

“Wow,” Ingrid said, looking over you again. “With your hair and makeup done, you could probably get it at the summit,” she added and chuckled. 

You looked down at the dress. “Why does the D.S.O. have this?” You asked again, clearly stuck on the question. Sherry Birkin hadn’t been back from traveling for a mission in years, and she was pretty young, so it genuinely made no sense to you. 

“Does it matter?” Ingrid replied. “The D.S.O. keeps them just in case. A lot of times they’re purchased for the mission. Tax write offs and stuff.”

You nodded in reply, letting Ingrid touch up the dress a little bit. 

“This will go nicely with what Leon’s wearing…” she said, mentally taking notes. She walked over to a box and pulled out a pair of heels higher than you had ever worn before. 

“Are you trying to get my ankle snapped in half?” You asked and looked at her in shock. 

“You’ve worn heels before, what’s a few more inches? And they’re designer, when else will you get a chance to wear them?” She asked. 

If you weren’t in awe of the shoes, you would have glared at her. “True…” you trailed off and tried the heels on. 

“Okay, now take everything off and I’ll pack them away,” Ingrid said and turned around so you could change. 

After handing the dress and shoes to her, you put your regular clothes on, feeling less like a million bucks. Ingrid put the dress and shoes in a suitcase along with a box of jewelry. 

“Alright… I’ll leave these with you. Good luck,” She said and smiled at you. 

You walked over to her and pulled her into a hug. No amount of hugs could make up for her landing you this job, or even just being your friend when you got lost in the sea of USSTRATCOM agents. But still, it was the thought that counted.

The two of you hugged each other for a good while, making a silent promise to work hard and for you to make it back in one piece. “I’ll try not to drive you insane this time,” you said and smiled at her. 

“You know better than making promises you can’t keep,” she replied and chuckled. The two of you broke the hug. 

The room was littered with clothing racks and  discarded dresses. “I’ll help you bring the racks back,” You said, looking around the room. 

“Don’t bother, I’ll have it done in two trips tops. And you need to get going, check in time for the hotel ends at 11pm,” she said. 

You nodded and picked up your bag and suitcase. “Talk to you later,” you said and gave her a toothy, warm, smile as you walked out the door. 

Walked through the D.S.O. office, you made your way to your locker, grabbing the duffel bag you carried around on missions. It had your knives, guns, and pretty much a small armory in it. 

“Ready to get going?” Leon asked, walking up next to you to go through his locker. 

“Yup,” you replied, slinging the duffel bag over your shoulder. 

“Let’s get going then,” he said, smiling at you. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ｡ﾟ☆. ───

January 31, 2015

“Name?” 

“Nathalie Oakes,” you replied, confident in your fake persona. The two of you, you and Leon were putting the finishing touches on your outfits. With a job like this, all of the details mattered, how he cuffed his sleeves, what you wore for jewelry, everything. 

“My name?” Leon asked, fixing the collar of his blazer and undershirt. He was wearing a suit that was matching the dress shade, his blazer and undershirt being the same shade. His tie was black and so were the pants. The way he had his shirt and blazer, the shirt was unbuttoned a little bit so his chest was slightly out. Almost like he had cleavage, which if you were honest he kind of did. That man worked on his chest like he was paid to do it. 

“Edward Wingate,” you answered. Your fingers gently pulled the top off of the velvet covered jewelry box, staring at the almost blinding gold necklace. Picking it up, you were trying to figure out how to clasp and unclasp it with your nails.

Ingrid had treated you to a manicure the other day. Adorning your fingertips were acrylics, nude colored and almond shaped. When you had asked how to shoot or fight in them, you were met with snickers and were told to figure it out yourself. 

So you did. Spending the last few days in the shooting ring and training rooms, making sure you were confident in your abilities with the nails on your hands. A chuckle came from behind you and Leon’s hand gently grabbed the necklace. “Need help?” He asked. 

You nodded in reply and pulled your hair up so he could put the necklace on you. 

“It's funny, I’ve seen you kick ass hundreds of times and you’re getting stuck on trying to put a necklace on,” He said, the everpresent teasing fronting his voice. 

“It’s these damn nails. I have so much respect for people that function with these things. And I can still kick your ass with these on,” You retorted, earning another chuckle from the man behind you. 

Looking at the mirror, you saw a reflection of a life you could only dream of. A woman dressed up to the nines and her partner helping with her jewelry. The juxtaposition to what your reality was was almost taunting. Where there were ivory colored gloves in the mirror, there was usually blood; yours and others’. The hair that fell smoothly like silk sat on top of the head that was filled with nightmares. Nothing in the mirror was a true reflection, except for the man behind you. 

You dreamed of finding the one person who got you, emotionally and physically. One who always had your back and would be there for you on the nights where you remembered the blood filled apartment in Manchester. Leon was the one person in your life who could quell the cold isolation, the icy, crushing feeling of your past. He didn’t know about your feelings for him, he couldn’t. 

Even if the feelings for him overwhelmed you in only a way that a full symphonic orchestra could. His smile made the world feel a little brighter, his laughter made life sweeter, He was like honey added to coffee, something that made a bitter drink sweet and a different palate. 

“Alright, done,” Leon said and pat your shoulder lightly. 

Your eyes looked at the gold adorning your neck and you smiled. “Thanks,” you said warmly and turned around to get the purse that matched your dress. The feeling of someone staring at you made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, something you had from the STRATCOM training. 

Looking in the mirror to your left you saw Leon staring at you, something that happened quite a bit, but this time it was differently charged. Something was fueling the look on his face, but as usual, he was hard to read. He noticed you looking at him in the reflection of the mirror and he turned his face towards the wall, pretending like he wasn't staring at you.

“You ready?” You asked, willing to ignore that he was blatantly staring at you. 

“Yeah,” He replied and grabbed his Sentinel 9, sliding it into his blazer and through his shoulder holster under the jacket. 

Turning towards your bed, you grabbed your holster, fastening it to your thigh under the dress. The slit was on the other thigh so it wouldn’t reveal the holster. 

“Ready Miss Oakes?” Leon mused, holding his arm out for you. 

“Ready Mr. Wingate,” You replied, smiling a bit and taking his arm. This all felt wrong, but right at the same time. What would it feel like if instead of a mission, this was your reality? What if instead of heaving Edward Wingate on your side you had Leon Kennedy? It was jarring, as jarring as the emotions you had been trying to sort out the last few months. Swimming somewhere between your heart and your brain were your complicated emotions. 

They really weren’t complicated, your situation was. 

If Leon wasn’t your coworker and technically your superior, you would’ve tried to go for it, but the reality was that your lives could get messy. You didn’t want him to potentially get in trouble for fraternization, you didn’t want your relationship to change if there was rejection, and most importantly you didn’t want either of your potential deaths to hurt more. 

If you left your feelings unsaid, the chance of you or Leon dying wouldn’t sting as much. So, your feelings were buried between your tight lips, unspoken and never going to be explored.

“You okay? You seem lost in thought,” Leon said, his eyes meeting yours. The clicks of your high heels and his shoes were echoing through the hall on the way to the elevator. 

“Yeah, I’m fine, just thinking about the mission,” You replied as the two of you stepped into the elevator. Your gloved finger pressed the 6 button.

“Our target is a potential C-virus sample. Most of the summit will be held on the 6th floor and a lot of the vendors will be here starting tomorrow. Tonight is the dinner party that starts off the summit. Everyone will be busy socializing and drinking,” Leon reminded you. 

“Meaning tonight is our best bet to get in and out unnoticed,” You said, smiling. 

“Meaning, our job will be a lot easier if we get it tonight,” He said. 

The elevator opened to the 6th floor, warm yellow lights illuminating the space. The room was open, the venue taking up the whole floor. Across the walls were floor to ceiling windows, the city lights coloring the dark horizon and sky. The floor was dark wood, glossy in finish, and the ceiling was an off gray color with golden details. All over the room were circular tables with chairs around them, the tables adorned with empty champagne glasses, cutlery, napkins, plates, and candles. 

“I feel like I don’t belong here,” You said quietly. The last undercover mission you went on was almost the polar opposite of this. 

“Don’t let them make you feel inferior. They’ll see through the disguise,” Leon assured you as you two walked into the room more. “And don’t sell yourself short. More importantly, don’t let rich assholes sell yourself short. You’re worth more than everything in this room put together,” He added. 

You smiled a bit, redness slightly painting the tips of your ears. “Thanks for the confidence boost. I’ll make sure to put this down as one of the only times you were sweet to me,” You said, looking at him. He opened his lips to say something, but closed them as someone was making their way over to you two with a clipboard. 

“Good evening, I presume you’re here for the North Eastern Biotech Summit?” The man said. He was dressed in a usual black tie suit. He stood around 5’11”, being only a few inches taller than Leon and looked to be around your age. 

You didn’t miss how Leon almost changed into a completely new person with his energy level and atmosphere. You also didn’t miss how his arm suddenly snaked around your waist, pulling you close to him. The corners of your mouth upturned into a warm friendly smile at the contact and the man in front of the two of you. 

It was all for the mission, that’s what you convinced yourself. Being a couple, that was for the mission, but enjoying it? That wasn’t part of the mission. 

“Of course! Edward Wingate, and this is my lovely fiancé, soon to be Mrs. Wingate,” Leon said, his voice sounding like silk. As he spoke, he pulled you close to him, squeezing the two of you in a side hug. 

The man in front of the two of you checked his clipboard, his eyes skimming down the list of names on his sheet. His eyes lit up when he saw the two names you presented. 

“Ah yes, Mr. Wingate and Ms. Oakes,” He replied, putting the clipboard down and gesturing to a table. “Let me help you find your seat,” He added. The two of you followed the man to a table in the corner of the room. 

As you got closer to the table, you tried to process all the people here, their fancy clothes, and their arm candies. The people paired with the lights, and the complete lack of smell in the room was almost too much for you to handle. 

Leon and you sat down at the table, your hands immediately going to the glass filled with water. The cool liquid made its way down your throat and relief was evident on your face. As you put your glass down, another couple sat next to Leon, their outfits as extravagant as the venue. There was a man and a woman, the woman looking slightly older than the man. 

“Hello! You weren’t here last year, it’s always good to meet a new supporter,” The woman said and outstretched her hand to Leon. After they shook hands, she outstretched the same hand to you, which you took as elegantly as you could. 

“Finally got invited to join in on the summit this year. We’re excited to see what the latest developments in biotech are,” Leon replied, smiling at the two of them. He lightly put his hand on your thigh, the warmth spreading through your body. If you were drinking, you would have almost choked on the water. 

“Nice to meet you, I’m Blaire, this is Ambrose,” The woman said and gestured to the young man next to her. Looking at his hand, you could see the two of them were engaged, the gold engagement rings sparkling. You slid your hand onto the tablecloth, so the two of them could observe that you and Leon were also “engaged”. 

“Pleasure’s all mine, Im Edward, this is Nathalie,” Leon gestured to you, almost showing you off. Your mind wandered off to thinking about what if it was Leon who was showing you off, not Edward showing off Nathalie. Could you ever make him proud to introduce other people to you?

“The summit this year is said to be the biggest yet,” Blaire said. Her midnight blue dress was stunning against her skin. The gold jewelry could catch anyone’s eyes. 

“That so? It certainly is a special night,” Leon said and chuckled a bit. You were surveying the room, seeing where the wait staff and other people were coming out of, making it look like you were taking in the decor. 

A frazzled worker coming out a door directly across the room from your table caught your eye. From your seat, you could see shelves and what looked like a storage room, or a green room that the items being showcased in could stay while waiting for tomorrow. 

Your eyes glanced back over to the couple sitting next to Leon and you smiled warmly at them, playing the role of the pretty arm candy that didn’t talk much. 

“We’re going to the bar for a few drinks, want to come?” Ambrose asked warmly and gestured to the bar on the opposite end of the room. It was close to the storage room you saw earlier.

Before Leon could object, you spoke for the two of you. “Of course,” You replied with a smile. 

As the two of them got up, Leon looked at you, his eyes asking for an explanation. Giving him a look back, your eyes told him, trust me, I have a plan already. He nodded in acknowledgement and you two got up, following Blaire and Ambrose. 

The four of you got to the bar counter and you looked up at Leon. “Hey, honey, I’m gonna head to the bathroom, could you just get me a vodka lemonade?” You asked and held his elbow lightly. 

Leon’s eyes twinkled a little bit, him knowing what you were really saying. “Of course, I’ll hold your drink for you,” He said. Before you walked away, he leaned in and kissed the top of your head. 

Your rational side knew why he did it, it was strictly to play your parts, but the part of you that dreamt about a different life fluttered when his lips met your head. Heat ran to your face as you blushed and started walking towards the bathroom. 

If there was one thing you didn’t want, it was for Leon to see the red painted across your cheeks. Then your feelings would be questioned. 

Making sure no one was watching, you walked past the bathroom and towards the storage closet. 

The first thing you noticed about the room was that it was cold, like a walk in freezer. The next thing you noticed were the lights, they were a cold blue hue, no warmth found in them at all. The very last thing you noticed was the lack of smell. Where the scent of mildew and/or dust would be filling your noses there was nothing. Not even the various cleaners on the shelf were creating a smell. 

Looking around the room, you saw various gadgets and displays set up for the summit. Each piece was on its own roll out table,but one in particular caught your eye. On a smaller display table, there was a closed briefcase. If you were lucky, the vial containing the virus sample would be in there, if not, you would have to survive more socializing. 

Walking over to it, your eyes traced over the case, looking for any signs of vents or anything else that could be a trap. Clearing the case, you brought your finger up to your earpiece. 

“Condor 2 to Roost, I found the delivery. Am I cleared to grab it?” You asked.  

“Condor 2, good job. You’re cleared to grab it,” Ingrid’s voice rang out in your earpiece. 

You nodded to yourself and studied the case again, making sure it wasn’t trapped. Flicking the clasps open, you saw the vial. Inside of the small glass container was a red substance that looked almost sticky. Reaching out to it, your hand went to grab it. 

Suddenly, you felt a strong sting of heat course through your hand. Smelling a burning sort of smell, you ripped your hand away from the glass and looked at it, seeing a second degree burn forming through the glove you were wearing. Snickering in annoyance, you bunched up both of your gloves and picked up the vial, stuffing it in your purse and thinking of a way to conceal the burn on your hand. 

Walking out of the storage room, you made your way back to Leon and the others getting their drinks. Leon went to hand you your glass, but his eyes immediately caught on to the burned palm of your hand. His eyebrow raised in questioning and the look you gave in response didn’t ease his worries. 

“Well, it’s been good to meet you two, I think Nathalie is feeling rather ill. We’re gonna head back to our room,” Leon said, looking over at the two he had walked to the bar with. 

Blaire and Ambrose nodded in respect and left to go back to the table. Leon’s eyes went back to your hand, concern written across his face. 

“You gonna tell me what happened?” He asked. 

“I suggest that we get back to the room then have this conversation before the sample vial burns a hole through my purse,” You retorted quietly and walked with him. 

The two of you slipped out of the party, unnoticed, just like how you had gotten in. The job was as easy as Hunnigan had said, in and out, and other than the burn on your hand you both came out unscathed. 

“We’re talking and walking,” Leon said as the two of you got out of the elevator, walking down the hallway to your room. His voice told you that he wasn’t asking, more telling you that you two were going to talk. 

“The glass burned my hand, that was it, everything else was fine,” You replied as you made your way to the door to your room. 

“I’m patching that up when we get inside,” Leon said, again leaving no room for debate. 

“Fine,” You mumbled and swiped the keycard, opening the door. 

The two of you walked in, you immediately getting out of your heels and leaving them by the door. You were about to head into the shower, before Leon closed the bathroom door from behind you. You didn’t have to see his face to know he was staring intently at you. 

“Before anything, I’m fixing that hand of yours,” He said, his breath hot on your neck. You turned around, looking him in the face. 

“I want to get out of my makeup and this dress,” You replied, a slight whine in your tone. 

“You’ll get to later,” He said, almost pulling you to the bed. Begrudgingly, you sat down on the edge of the bed and watched him walk to the bathroom. While you were getting ready, earlier today, you didn’t notice how soft the bedsheets were. The silk pooled under your fingers, wanting to lull you to sleep. 

Leon returned from the bathroom, with a bowl filled with water, a first aid kit, and a couple hand towels. Your face scrunched a bit, uncomfortable with the idea of someone doing something that you could do yourself. 

“Leon, I’ll be fine. I can bandage myself up after I get changed,” You said, trying to quell him. However, one of the things that you had learned early on while working with Leon Kennedy was that he never walked away from someone needing help, no matter how small or big the need was. 

The bed dipped as he sat next to you, pulling your hand so that it was face up on his thigh. “And what happens when you don’t fix it and you get scarring or can’t use your hand as well as you used to? This is your shooting hand, don’t be stubborn,” He insisted. 

“‘Don’t be stubborn?’ That’s rich coming from you,” You replied, eyes scrunched together waiting for the pain of him putting your hand in the bowl of cold water. 

Where you expected there to be pain from the water, there was relief. Part of you wished that it was running water, but the other part of you knew it might’ve been rough on the freshly buried skin. 

“Just relax, I’ll take good care of you,” Leon said, his hands going to open the first aid kit. 

“That really makes me feel better,” You said back snarkily. 

“Good to hear that you didn’t lose your sense of humor,” 

“I got a burn on my hand, I didn’t get impaled,” 

Leon chuckled a little bit and took your hand out of the bowl, putting it down on one of the hand towels. “I thought I trained you to say ‘thank you’ when someone helps,” He replied, a glint of teasing in his eyes. 

“You didn’t teach me shit other than how to shotgun a beer,” You replied, a smirk on your face. 

Leon’s small chuckle turned into a hearty laugh. “Fair, fair,” He replied and started to bandage your hand. “Good eye, seeing where the displays were held. The job was easy thanks to you.”

“Is that praise from Leon Kennedy?” You asked, feigning shock. “Oh my god, the world is ending.”

“Hey, I give you enough praise,” He retorted and lighting wrapped the bandages around your hand, lightly tying them. “Okay, your hand is all set and will be as pretty as it usually is soon,” He added with a toothy grin. 

“Thanks,” You said and looked at the bandaging, your voice softening. 

“Before you change, I have something else for you,” Leon said, walking over to the fridge in the room. Your eyes followed him and watched him pull a box out of the fridge and a large bottle of sparkling cider. 

“What’s the occasion?” You asked as he walked back to the bed with two forks and two flutes. 

“It’s January 31st….” Leon trailed off.

“Oh,” You replied softly and looked at the box. Leon opened it up and revealed a tiramisu cake, simple and plain, just like you liked it. 

“I’m sorry you had to be on a mission tonight, but our lives are what they are,” He said and handed you a fork. “I know you like tiramisu cake and you hate most types of alcohol so I got you some goodies,” He added with a soft smile.

“Thank you, I haven’t had anyone to spend tonight with for a long time,” You replied, taking the fork and flute. 

“Before we eat, actually, I think it’s a waste that we didn’t get to dance while in these fancy ass clothes,” Leon stood up, walking to the radio in the room and putting on a classical music station. 

“I don’t know how to dance,” You said. 

“If you can fight, you can dance, it’s pretty much the same thing,” He replied and held his hand out to you. 

“You say that now, but you won't be laughing when I step on your foot,” You warned, taking his hand with your good one and standing up. Leon laughed in reply and pulled you close to him, his hand finding a respectful spot on your waist. 

“How do I put up with you?” He asked dramatically, his eyes sparkling with humor. 

“I should be asking that question,” You replied. “Maybe, we were meant to annoy the shit out of each other.”

The two of you chuckled as you swayed together to the music. Leon’s eyes never left yours and the way he was looking at you felt… intimate. Like you were the only person in the world to him and you were all he wanted. 

“Happy birthday, (Y/n),” He said after a few seconds of silence and smiled. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ｡ﾟ☆. ───

Present Day

You saw Leon’s mouth moving on the other side of the prison cell bars, but couldn’t hear a word he was saying. His blue eyes were staring at you, squeezing shut in a grimace every few seconds. If you were going to get infected after all the missions the two of you had gone through, you were happy that at least you could lose your minds together. Nothing else mattered to you other than the feeling of closeness you two had in the moment and your fingers laced together through the jail cell bars. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ｡ﾟ☆. ───

Catch this fic early on my AO3!

[cheolhub]

UR INVITED 2 CHEOLHUB'S 1ST BDAY BASH!

ABOUT THE EVENT ☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩

HELLOOOOO! ok first of all, no one comment on my header (unless ur complimenting it 😊), i dropped my art minor after 3 months bc i lack artistic skill and i’ve made it very clear here. NEXT, it’s not MY birthday but cheolhub will officially be a YEAR old on the 26th of august & i wanted to celebrate with a lil sleepover event :> i've had so many ups and downs while running this blog and have almost abandoned it more times than i can count, so i just want to say CHEERS to cheolhub (aka sar aka me) for making it this far <3 i am eternally grateful for every kind message, every piece of feedback, and everyone who has been supporting me and my silly lil blog. i love u guys sm and would’ve been long gone without you T^T <3 i hope you'll join the celebration!! -3- and if this flops, you’ll never hear from me again /j /j /j

i knowww it’s early, but i start uni classes again next week (my last semester, yay 😻) and i wanna have time to do an event T-T

SLEEPOVER DATES ☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩

this event runs for about two weeks! from sunday, august 13th to sunday, august 27th. any asks sent after august 27th will be deleted!

please note that i’ll still be working on asks (if i have any left) even after the event is closed.

EVENTS ☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩

！★﹕ᶻ﹐LET'S EAT﹒

☆︎ who's hungry? 👹🍽 request a short (less than 1k) drabble and you shall receive. i will be writing the first 5-10 requests due to my busy uni schedule :3 — choose a prompt (or two) from this prompt list + a member from seventeen, txt or the boyz! [closed] (ik the list isnt numbered, so just copy + paste ur preferred prompt(s) ><)

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！★﹕ᶻ﹐ TIME 4 SELF CARE﹒[open]

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everything for this event will be tagged under #[ birthday bash ! ] you can block the tag to avoid seeing the posts!

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[mysticalrexie]

Locking back in *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

So I haven’t been able to r€str!ct properly the last 3 weeks (couldn’t weigh myself aswell so I’m excited for Friday morning to see!) in case I maintained or even g4ined (💀) I want to try to lose as much as possible until school starts, starting from tomorrow (15.08- 02.09) so 18 days. My goal is to be 68kg by then so here are my rules.

Rules *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

At least 10.000 steps a day!

At least 2L of water a day!

Under 700c@ls, preferably only fruits and vegetables (+chicken)

Fasting! 24+ hours at least 2 times a week!

I will update daily! The last time I weighed in was on the 27th of July so let’s hope I lost! Will weigh in on day 2 but starting off with 74,9kg.

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Day 1: 74,9kg | 27.07 | Done!

Day 2: 73,9kg | failed… only 8000 steps but only ate 200 cals. Net: -400 cals

Day 3: 73,5kg | Done! (Though only net is <700)

Day 4: 72,7kg | Done!

Day 5: 73,2kg (didn’t shit for 3 days so) | Not done! I’m currently doing a 50h fast and felt dizzy. I prefer to just ⭐️rve atm!

Day 6: 72,1kg | almost 40h into my fast (update I broke my fast at 40h)

Day 7: 72,8kg | omg I think I’m getting my period I thought I lost it bc it didn’t come for a month)

Decided to weigh myself on Sunday again to see a bigger change for motivation🤞

Day 11: 70,1kg | wow! I’m almost there only 2kg left😍

So I decided (once again) to update next Sunday (last day!!!) because I’m scared to write down weight fluctuations which would demotivate me a lot. See you on Sunday I’m very excited to see if I was successful

Day 18!! (Last day!) : so I stayed around 70kg (70,2kg) since I’ve regained 3kg sadly so during the rest time I had, I had to relose but school is starting tomorrow and I will do low cal OMADS and definitely get to move more again. Wish me luck!!

[notthewriteryourelookingfor]

I am at my fucking limit so buckle up:

Because I have adhd and anxiety and depression, I need to take melatonin to get to sleep at a reasonable time otherwise I'll be lying in bed for literal hours until I can fall asleep, doubly so if I take my adhd meds that day.

So I live in Australia and if you live in Australia you can't buy melatonin over the counter if you're under 55 (idk why I'm too tired to look up why) and I'm 29 so fuck me I'd need to get a prescription and then a months supply is like $30.

So I've been ordering melatonin from this place in the US which is about 5 months supply for about the same price maybe a lil extra for shipping like $50 for 150 tablets.

So when I realised I was getting low on them I went to the sight and ordered again.

Easy-peasy right?

Well it turned out that I had enough to get me to the last day of their delivery window (about the 27th of Feb) and I was like " ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ they're usually pretty quick with delivery so I should be ok" but then the 27th rolled around and no delivery.

So I checked the tracking and it hadn't been scanned since the 17th. It was in my country, in my state, but hadn't moved in 10 days.

So I looked and the company was using a new 3rd party delivery company and they Sucked. It was a continuous problem that they just didn't deliver packages, lost them, took months and months and months to deliver something to next door the facility.

So I got in contact with the American company and they're gonna send me a refund (more on that in a sec) and til then i was like "dear God ill have to order from Amazon 🤮) so I did.

Shipping cost more than the product but the delivery time was about a week and I'd found 2 of my old diazepam that I could take if I really needed to.

To note: I usually only take my meds for work, I can generally get by without them when I'm not working but now not taking them for work makes me feel like I am not being as useful/productive/etc as I could be and as a supervisor who is often the one in charge I need to be on the ball.

Amazon package was meant to come today.

I did get an Amazon package today but was it my desperately needed melatonin? No it was a fucking Christian self-help book:

Like does this look like medication to you?!?!?!

I get that mistakes happen but this is the 2nd issue I've had with this 1 thing.

Also as a queer satanist/witch it feels a lil insulting even tho it wasn't probably wasnt intentional at all and some Christian who wanted a self help book has been sent sleep medication like oops.

But that is not the end of the saga.

Luckily Amazon is on the ball about refunds and I was able to reorder the item (& a 2nd brand so we'll see who comes first) and paid extra for fast shipping. Even then it will take another week for it to arrive.

I have my supervisor shift on the weekend, I cannot be unmedicated for it but I will be running on 2 hours of sleep if I'm lucky.

If I didn't take the adhd meds I'd be on maybe 4 hours sleep so it's not much difference tbh.

But on top of all that: the refund from the 1st company (that I will never be going back to after this) was pending in my bank account. It had the amount ($95 cuz I ordered 3 bottles of 2 different strengths plus shipping) with a "this is pending" label.

It has now vanished from my account.

It is no longer pending but I also do not have the money.

I am giving them the 10 business days they said it'll take and if it's not in my account I am raining hell.

I work retail minimum wage, I live paycheque to paycheque, I cannot be out $95 with nothing to show for it.

10 business days is the 15th

My new order is meant to arrive on the 14th

We'll see what I get first, a refund from the person I ordered from in January or the replacement items I ordered Wednesday last week.

(Also the express shipping isn't much faster I just need it literally as soon as possible I am so tired)

[annislittleshopofhorrors]

The Chris-tmas calendar 🎅:

Door 1: Justin's puzzle 🧩

Door 2: a comedy door: DM blind 'he's gonna axe her' & 'stop hanging out with her clout chaser circle of friends' 🤣

Door 3: Justin joined the bucket hat club 🤠

Door 4: quietness 🤫 enjoy a calm Sunday

Door 5: While Justin is on vacation, we have our big cleaning day 🫧🧽

Door 6: Happy St. Nicholas Day and Happy Sinterklaas🎅 - the next pap walk was hinted, will be nice: beach walk in Lisbon or Puerto Rico ⛱️ and Chrissy boy just storied a dog at the beach (who cares about promoting Ghosted)

Door 7: Night shoot post. 🎄Chris finally remembered he has to promote his current work.

Door 8: *exhales* Chris' team restricted the comment section (no Alba or 👏🏻🫠). Troll in the dungeon: Justina didn't like his old tweets and liked a Twitter hate post (was quickly undone). 🧌

Door 9: pretty quiet day - some discussions about the Portuguese clout chasers and their racist tweets 🧟‍♀️

Door 10: a big door - a highlight of this calendar.😏 #Pantenegate: interior follow on IG, asking fan account to repost baby video, storied her soft porn application video and deactivated her account. 🍿🥂

Door 11: quiet day - only one article about a nice hacker who stole ABs nude vid. But don't get distracted and don't forget her racist, fatphobic nazi friends ⚠️

Door 12: Deja Vus day - articles about the "serious in love couple" (same narrative and words like 1 month ago) and Portuguese tabloids wrote about her nudes 🍒🍑

Door 13: the Nun is unemployed 🥷🤸🏻‍♀️

Door 14: Because we had too much fun with WN cancellation, an engagement rumor was sent to a hate account (of course from a local person)💍

Door 15: Keep (t)rollin', (t)rolling, (t)rolling...and back again to the beach walk. 'Rumors' say we will get pics on Dec 17/18th. Don't forget the sunscreen.🌴

Door 16: WN director also tries to profit from Chris. Let's hope this WN man won't leak his nudes, too. 🚫 The Russos had dinner in ATL and Wesley Kimmel got a CA shield for his birthday.

Door 17: Miss Nunemployment is back in Portugal. 🇵🇹

Door 18: quiet day - reblog of Ghosted teaser 👻

Door 19: quiet day 🤫

Door 20: Dodger content - what a lovely judging face 😍

Door 21: Happy Mother's Day 🌷Thank you Lisa, we love you! ❤️

Door 22: quiet day again 😴

Door 23: quiet day 😌

Door 24: Merry Christmas

Bonus:

Dec 27th - Justin trolled about skiing

Dec 28th - Director A. Fabian posted about Alba MHGTP and liked Pantene relevant comments (deleted later)

Dec 29th - Journalist tweeted about fake relationships and compared them with Chris and Alba

Jan 2nd - Jimmy Fallon compilation vid of Chris & Tara +Husband, Steve, Scott, Joana and Dustbin in VT & J+J IG story & Tara IG post &

Jan 3rd - JustJared poll about canceled show which should be saved & Joana IG story promo for upcoming movie

Jan 4th - Dustbin IG story: watching movie in economy class (deleted) and Fight Club soap + video of the 4 Portugrifters at the Lisbon airport

Jan 5th - Dustbin promo post (VT)

Jan 6th - Scott posted throwback of Vegas & Chris storied best of scares with Alba & followed by PeopleMag 1 hour later & JustJared & Yvette's supporting tweets & DailyMail article ("This fall")

Jan 7th - Buzzfeed IG post that Scott liked & Yvette's Twitter fight & Justin storied skiing videos

[dragons-and-misc]

a lot has happened over the past few months.

tw: animal death, depression

TL;DR:

Was real depressed, failed a course

Got a chance to make up for failed course, passed

Got real depressed again, failed another course

Fought it, passed the course

My cat died

Started a co-op placement

Feelin' weird today

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I failed a course in my bachelor's program because I was going through a depressive episode. It was right around the time I started most of my blogs on here. I just... couldn't keep up with anything. I was gone to the world, and being here was a beautiful respite. My spouse was (and still is) beautifully supportive, and I'm so thankful I have them.

But I got the chance to make up for it. I got an extra assignment (on top of the course load for the next semester), and I managed to pass. The extreme high of passing and knowing I was still in my program was met with another crash. Another episode. I was gone to the world again, but I was too embarrassed and sad to post anywhere. I don't remember much from my winter 2023 semester, just that I wasn't... here, you know? I wasn't in my body. I was somewhere else.

I failed another course, but this time, I fought it. It was law (why they made us take a law course in a design program, I'll never know), and I failed by 2%. I fought. I was so fucking angry and distressed, but the prof relented. I can't go into the details of it. I'll just get mad. Suffice to say, I'm glad I passed.

I got a co-op placement. I was overjoyed. Things were looking up. I had a week between the end of my winter semester and my 8-month placement starting.

My semester ended on April 21st. I saw a friend on the 22nd. On the 23rd, my cat didn't get up for breakfast. He just laid on the couch, raised his head, and set it back down. I should've taken that as a sign something was very wrong, but I brushed it off. My spouse fretted over him (an understatement, I assure you).

He hadn't really eaten anything by the 24th. We took him to the emergency vet.

The 24th, 25th, and 26th were a mess. The poor thing was in and out of three clinics - two emergency and our regular vet's office. I slept on the floor with my kitten. I barely ate. I tried to be nonchalant. Of course my baby was fine - he just wanted to freak us out. He'd done it before, and we'd all come out of it alright. My spouse was anxious, and I couldn't blame them.

On the night of the 26th, I finally let myself descend into worry. I asked my spouse, "You think he's gonna be okay... right?" 

They reassured me. He was going to be okay. He was being monitored, and his condition was taking a turn for the better. He was going to come home tomorrow. I was so confident that everything would be okay that I saw a friend on the 27th.

It was mid-to-late afternoon when my spouse called me. I thought maybe it was time to pick up my cat.

I remember saying, "Hey honey, what's up?" They were quiet for just a second, and then I heard a choking sob. I knew. I knew. I knew. They didn't have to say it. I knew. I couldn't move. The friend I was with called my name once. Twice. I was frozen. I knew. I knew. I knew.

Kidney failure. He wasn't going to make it, and we weren't going to let him suffer. We rushed to the vet's office. Our friend stayed with us the whole time. When he was brought into the room, we all knew it was time.

I'm grateful that I got to hold him as he passed. I held him in my arms, repeating, "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you."

It's been 4 months, 2 weeks, and 5 days since my kitten died. A family member warned me not to ritualize his death - that it would only make it harder to find peace. They're right. I don't care. I want to know how long I've been without him. One day, I won't need to know. But right now, I do.

I started my co-op placement on Monday, May 1st. I spent 4 hours commuting (2 hours to work and 2 hours to home) for the first 3ish months. I was exhausted all the time. I would get up at 5:30 am, leave the house at 6:00 am, come home at 6:00 pm - 6:30 pm, and be asleep by 7:30 pm - 8:00 pm.

I started to work from home in late July (thank fucking gods). I get up a half hour before I'm supposed to start most days. I'm still tired, but not as much.

I like my placement. I like the work, I like my coworkers. I like what I do. If I hadn't had this structure, I would have toppled harder into the abyss. I only cried at my desk a few times, and I think only one person picked up on it (and only once). I don't think I would have done anything rash, but the summer months would have been lost.

I miss my kitten. I dream about him from time to time. I won't dig deep into my spiritual beliefs in this post, but I know he's visited. I know it's him in the dreams where he presses his forehead to mine. I know that when I tell him, "I know, buddy, I missed you too," it's not just a subconscious form of coping.

I can't remember him very well when I'm awake. Sometimes, it feels like we never had two cats, just one. I have difficulty remembering where he would curl up or the sound of his meow. When he first passed, I thought I saw him everywhere. Now, it's all fuzzy around the edges.

But when I dream, I see him healthy and happy. He's firm. He's here.

Sorry. This is the part that's been sticking with me the most. Maybe it's because losing him was so recent. Maybe because I just... can't remember much between October 2022 and April 2023.

Good things have been happening, too.

I've been learning Blender (though I don't think I've drawn anything for the past month and a half). My spouse and I have had beautiful days together. I've seen friends. Thanks to my co-op being paid, we've gotten some things we've needed for a long time.

I read a lot of r/NoSleep on Reddit. It makes me want to write again. I got Tears of the Kingdom and decided to go for 100% on this run. I got Portal 1 and 2 on my switch - I beat Portal 2 for the first time a couple of weeks ago (god, it's a good game). I was playing DnD with an old friend, but work got in the way. I think I'll be able to pick up again soon, though.

I dream of my kitten.

I'm feeling empty today. Well, not exactly empty. My head is a jar with a hornet inside. I can't focus on anything, and I feel like I'm vibrating, but I can't bring myself to move. I don't feel sad, but I don't feel happy. I guess I'm anxious.

This is a lot. And it's really just a stream of consciousness at this point. I dunno. I'm still going to post this and repost it to my other blogs (DiscoBrainRot and MightBeArt), but it might all get deleted at some point. I dunno.

Anyways. I hope I come back to posting more. Hopefully soon. I hope to get back to drawing and share some of the stuff I'm doing in Blender. I can't make any promises, but I can try.

A lot has happened over the past few months. I'm tired. But I'm okay. Or I will be.

And that's enough.

[romiswired]

MAO (c) vs. Takeshi Masada (DDT Judgement 2024 ~ 27th Anniversary 5 Hour Special)

Fuck them kids.

In a wrestling landscape where people seemingly think great matches should be 30-minute "epic” bouts in the Main Event of a 5-hour show, outcomes MAO as Universal Champion beating the absolute shit of a disrespectful Takeshi Masada who’s learning to be an asshole thanks to Chris “I’m the stepdad that stepped up” Brookes. See, wrestling shouldn’t be that hard to understand, and these guys get it because you can’t do something to surpass the match coming (Takeshita vs. Aoyagi) and the match that just happened (Shunma vs. Okatani). You need to stand out, and boy oh boy do they.

I think DDT handles the idea of rookie wrestlers better than most companies in the world because even if Masada is fantastic, he’s nowhere near the level of MAO or any other wrestler who competes for the Universal Championship. Therefore, the best idea is to book a 4-minute match where Masada dares to be a rebellious figure against the champ by starting the match with an apron dropkick and getting his shit rocked because a good move is not enough to beat a champion.

I love how Masada directly loses this match the second he kicks MAO so hard that he gets knocked out for a brief second. Because even if he stands, defying as always, MAO gets up and slaps him to the death, kicking his face over and over and forcing him to watch his own demise.

We also have the fact that MAO is slowly becoming more buff and dangerous. His style is focusing more on kicks and strikes than dives, and this is great because Masada frequently outshines guys who can’t do kicks as him. This is MAO not only playing Masada’s game but showing him he’s far, far from great. It’s also a great way to give Masada future plans because whenever he and MAO get in the ring again shit’s going to get good.

It already is.

[laz-kay]

There’s no way in hell the Duffers just “forgot” Will’s birthday in Season 4, and I’ll tell you for why:

These guys are scary accurate when it comes to dates. Look at this screenshot from my calendar dating back to November 1983. The 6th November (the day Will disappeared) was a Sunday, which checks out plot-wise. It would have been a Sunday considering the party had been playing D&D for “10 hours” and Karen quoted “it’s a school night” to Mike. When they were discussing when to set their very first episode, they too must have looked through calendars to find a corresponding date that matches the IRL universe. “So we’re going for the November of 1983. It’s gotta be a Sunday. We’ve got the 6th, 13th, 20th or 27th”.

Then flash forward to the March of 1986, a day before Will’s canonically accurate birthday. The first episode of Season 4 is set the day before Spring Break, meaning it had to be set on a Friday in March. Again, they must have looked through calendars to find an appropriate date for this episode to be set, but they had three other options besides March 21st! Why did they choose March 21st? Because they knew Will’s birthday was the very next day.

Will is the only character that has a canonic birthday in the show; March 22nd 1971. How or why would they choose to forget that? Considering they’re so insistent on continuity and parallels in their show, it makes no sense for them to simply forget.

This side-plot has to be explored more in Season 5. It’s got to be a means for Will to completely lose his shit for one reason or another. Something else to throw back into Mike’s face. And the Mike does something cute like give him a cassette tape with all his fave songs on that he’s been hiding away since his birthday or something something idk.

But yeah. Long and short of it is: The Duffers can’t have forgotten my son’s birthday. It’s not on, and it doesn’t make sense. Have a good evening✌️

[dwedge]

Street Fighter 6 Training Journal Part 1

Jun 17th

Well I installed the game, booted it up and spent the next like couple minutes fighting with the Capcom ID thing. Got that sorted out only to find that the online wasn't working so I went into World Tour, it's alright unfortunately I can't enjoy it that much due to graphic limits.  Also, after completing the first chapter of the World Tour, I'm even more of a fan of Luke. Sure, he's kind of a dude bro but he cares and is trying. What a great way to have players get to know your new character that previously has been despised by the fanbase.  ah the joys of being so bad, I forgot what it was like to sit on the grid for hours doing the same motions over and over again praying for them to connect because I have no idea why they do or don't or how they do.

Jun 18th

Decided to try out the character trials for the characters I’m interested in(Jamie, Luke, Chun, Guile). Could only get to 9 on Jamie Could only get to 7 on Luke Could only get to like 5 or something with Guile where I had to do a standing flashkick could only get to 4 or 5 with Chun.  decided to back out of the trials and learn a bit more about Jamie in training mode after watching his character tutorial. Figured out that his game play is pretty simple. Learned my pokes and anti air as well as basic baby combos. Gonna play randoms or friends tomorrow online.  Also decided to curb the drive rush mechanic till I get a better handle on my character, will probably bite me in the ass but I think it'll make learning the game less daunting for me.

Jun 19th

Finally got some time to play, played the arcade mode for Jamie and got the basic 2mk > 236 mp > 6K > 6K rekka drink down pretty consistently, well on player 1 side. Next is player 2 side.  Just gotta keep reminding myself, Rome wasn't built in a day and I really want to get better at Street Fighter.  I also learned that my rig can't handle ryu's stage. My frame rate tanks through the whole match, sucks cause his is one of my favorites, but can't do anything about it till I get a new pc.

Jun 27th

Jeez, it's been a while since I could play sf6. So in my short 2 hour lab session I learned: Jamie's dp has to hit pretty low cause if the first kick doesn't land he doesn't launch I can anti air with 2KK If I air to air with any button, I can dp after for extra damage. 2lp 2lp 2mp is harder than I thought and not reliable for me 5hp has to be canceled early The only way I've found to combo into H236 is 2hp(without any punish or crush factors that is) I'm comfortable doing my bnb on p2 side now.

Jun 29th

After watching Sajam's latest video on spacing/whiff punishing I hopped into the lab to practice whiff punishing and after seeing what Sajam showed with Jamie for a second or two I wanted to see what I could get off 5HK. Turns out I can get 236HP off 5HK, which can lead to bnb.  After that, I started practicing jump ins. And learned that j.mk>2mk won't combo into 236HP, but j.mk>5mk will. Eventually, I started practicing punish combos thanks to the built-in templates in training mode.  I believe it was around this time that dno showed up and called me crazy for practicing on p2 side to start. Anyway, I was practicing the punish combo starting with 5HK trying to see if I could get 2 drinks, I couldn't. Started tossing supers into the idea. 5hk>6Hk>super.  After doing this with Jamie's breakin' super, I tried his lvl3. Learned the timing for when to input after lvl 3 to continue combo. -realization- This is just trial 9 that I'm stuck on with Jamie. Goes into trials to confirm Yup Tries to complete trial Can't link shit Wtf lol.  Also, I can hear you thinking, "Danny, this is an awful lot of training mode. Why not go online?" Well, because a lot of the stages completely devour my frames, and I don't like looking at the grid any more than I have to... So once I get my new PC imma be fighting!

Jul 5th

After upgrading and installing again I played online and did my placements. They went about as well as expected honestly but that's okay. 

Jul 6th

After reflecting a bunch on the matches I played last night, as painful as it was, I realized a few things. 1. I need to not worry about everyone else. My toxic trait is constantly,  and I mean constantly, comparing myself to others. Friends, family, other players, etc.  2. I realized that I was accidentally getting OD moves for punishes instead of supers cause I was hitting 2 punches or 2 kicks. 3. I'm pretty good at recognizing when I can take a sip with Jamie in neutral. (Though this is mostly because players my rank aren't as aggressive)  4. I can get full stacks with Jamie fairly often(again, cause of the rank), but don't do anything really with it except switch up my rekka combo. 5. I probably rely on Jamie's 5mk, 2mk, and sweep target combo too much.

Jul 10th

So yesterday, I played more online. Made it to Iron 3, and had a great time. The only characters I had trouble with were Lilly and Gief(modern). I don't think I won a match against any of them I came across. However, that was because of me messing up, and I recognized where I did.  All the top tier chars I played, I was able to hold my own against cause they weren't being as oppressive as I see higher elo. Also, they always 1 and done me every Ken, dj, and juri once they one the first match, gone to the aether lol.  The matches I played to completion were fantastic. I practiced my anti airs and recognized when to use them more. I punished with supers more. I was getting better at pushing my advantage when I had it.  Two final thoughts 1. I started actually using Jamie's divekick and it's been working out pretty well for me. I’ve been using it like I did Saberwulf's more for mobility, reaching the ground faster for punishes and side swapping.  2. Capcom really does send Manon's after you if you get a win streak lmao

[frenchcoffeebreak]

Thursday 27th of july, 2023 | 38th day

Bonsoir à tous! 🇫🇷

Today I did one hour of french from 4 pm to 5 pm once again, which is funny because I didn't even plan it out, I just started at the same hour accidentally.

I started off watching this video on common mistakes while learning french mainly for the differences between bien and bon because even though I already somewhat knew them I thought watched a video on it wouldn't be a bad idea and wrote down all the differences on my notebook, together with some other things that were covered in the video.

Afterwards I just did vocabulary because I definitely need to learn so many words (and verbs, but I'll get on that). I first did transport vocabulary because I didn't even know what car was in french and I used this video by Learn To French. Then I did fruit and vegetables (fruit and légumes 🇫🇷) vocabulary with this video from the same channel because while I did know some I wanted to know some more.

Now that I'm writing this I found a video on french pronunciation so I will watch it as an extra activity because even though I know how a lot of things are pronounced, I want to make sure I'm doing it right.

Also, as a fun fact, when I was a kid I couldn't pronounce the double r in spanish correctly, so people would tell me I sounded like I was french and I hope that gives me some advantage...

[cdmagic1408]

CD's Movie Polls Masterpost 📽️ 🎞️ 🍿

General information and expanded details on my weekly movie poll series!

Things to Keep in Mind (subject to change):

Each poll will consist of five (5) movies 🖐️ 5️⃣ no more, no less

Each movie presented on the polls is a movie I've never seen before/haven't seen yet 🫣

To avoid playing favorites and add variety, each movie presented will be from a different studio/company

There will be a new poll every week on Saturday at whatever time during the day I choose and you will have until next Saturday to cast your vote 🗳️

I will be reblogging the poll of the week twice. First, I will reblog when there’s around 24 hours left to vote, and then I will reblog again with the announcement of the winner 🔁

The movie with the most votes by the end will be declared the winner! 🏆 If there's a tie, I will watch both winning movies

The runner-up of each poll will move on to the following poll (and if there's two, same as if there's two winners, I will put both on the next poll)

You can only vote once! It's fair that way ⚖️ (I realize on Tumblr polls, their rule is you can only vote once and you can't change it later anyway but in case that's adjusted in a future app update, just putting that out there! Please vote once and only once. That said, since you can't change your initial vote atm, choose wisely!)

Can't decide? Fear not! Each movie that doesn't win will be back on the poll eventually!

For the moment, all movies are strictly animation! 🥳 Other than that, there’s no particular theme to any of my choices, they’re randomly selected (and sometimes repeated based on number of votes from previous polls)

I will not be putting any movies currently in theaters or about to go into theaters on these polls. First of all, I would really rather see them in the theater anyway. And second, you don’t want me to watch a camera-recorded quality film, do you? But hey, on that note, just be aware that if a movie is out in theaters, and I see that, a poll for the week might be skipped 📽️ 🎞️

I won't be taking requests because all movies put on the poll are coming straight from my watchlist and there are LOTS of movies out there to fill in the question of "have you seen (insert movie here)?" In other words, all films put on these polls will be a fun surprise! 🎁

Polls:

Poll #1 / May 27th-June 3rd, 2023

Poll #2 / June 3rd-June 10th, 2023

Poll #3 / June 17th-June 24th, 2023

Poll #4 / July 1st-July 8th, 2023