#don't be rude misty

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[vickyyoon]

Paring - best friend hyunjin x fem!reader

Genre : smut, fluff

Warnings : heart melting amount of fluff and very very soft sex.

Synopsis : your best friend always had feelings for you but you never came to know that especially when you found yourself so little next to him.

You were slouched on the couch with your best friend hyunjin's head on your shoulder as you watch a movie that was apparently " super popular and amazing".

Soon you guys got bored and decided to catch up on somethings you guys missed out when he was visiting his grandma.

You ranted and ranted on and on to him about how you were just so single and it burned your skin watching couples. Your family always made you feel left out because of that.

" they always go on group dates with my cousins, relatives, siblings and others. I could be there with them right now but Is it because I'm ugly? Am I not good enough? Why do I have to be single! " you were about to explode in anger.

"like this time again? That's so rude honestly. I mean they're your family" he watched you rant on and on smiling and finding it cute.

" they don't even call me! They just leave me all alone! How hurt could I even be? Why is everyone taken!?" you cry.

You looked like you were about to tear up. And he gave you a comforting hug. You had rare friends that comfort you like him. You always wondered how he was so patient listening to you for hours.

" I find your stories interesting and funny. That's why I like you." making you happy and feel a bit better.

You go to the kitchen and bring out a bucket of ice cream you keep for yourself especially on these days. He watched you shove your mouth and rant on and on... again.

It was entertaining until you brought up a boy. " You remember Lee know? Well I always liked him but he's been so distant I swear I can't reach him. I feel like being with him for the rest of my life but he's always so much better than me and it makes me feel so small" you pout.

" at this rate I'll be single forever. I wish I could get close to him. If school ends how will I ever be with him?!" you were tearing up from that thought.

His face changed too he wasn't smiling like before, he looked a bit hurt. He couldn't even hear you when his mind flood with thoughts.

Such a pretty girl, what a pity she isnt taken. And if you would be his he would be the happiest person in the entire world. He remembered when he was in that same loop hole.

Waking up drenched in sweat with the thought of you being with someone else. He worked so hard just to be your friend. He worked even harder just to be your best friend and now his mind only ached with those memories of how hard he tried.

He liked you since first grade. You were the apple of his eye, A sweet melody played on his mind when he thinks about you. In fact whenever he sees you, he only finds good memories. Like the beautiful scenery of a field of colorful flowers or a dawn where the sun's ray of light hit the waves of the sea on a misty blue morning.

You were his only reason to live. You were his only purpose to find life because he was lost before he found a reason to live.

Today his heart ached to hear such a thing from you. Tears threatened to leave his eyes but he knew very well how much it swells in your heart to not have the person you want close to you because he's been though all of that.

You could tell something was wrong. " H-hyunjin? Is there something wrong?" he shook his head smiling at you.

"No it's just that minho is taken, didn't you know that?" he couldnt believe but he's lying now.

" wah-what? But no one told me!" to add feul to the fire he lies even more. "it seems like they're in deep love too. He said he's planning to propose to her after graduation.I'm surprised you didn't know That" hyunjin said.

"wah-what no! Why? Wh-why is this happening to me?" you were breaking down and he came closer to you and gave you a comforting hug that you cried onto his shoulders in seconds.

" If you're really looking for someone..." he pauses. " you have me. I'm ready to be yours. I've always liked you." you froze in your place.

He pulls out from the hug. He stares at you who was speechless. You know you've always liked him but you always knew that he was never going to be yours especially when he's just your best friend who always looks out for you. You could never loose him so you always pushed that tight far far away so much so you found yourself looking for others to keep yourself distracted.

"I-I'm really sorry if you don't think of me like that." he stumbles over his words ready to leave.

"wait." you grab his wrist sitting him down. "what do you mean you've always liked me?" and he stared at you before telling you how he's spent half of his life just chasing you.

It was the first day of 1st grade that his eyes landed on you. From then he liked you. That feeling grew much bigger by each grade.

" if you remember that field trip in 7th grade where we went to a huge mountain. I only stared at you looking at the mist and fog near the railing of the huge mountain. You looked liked my lost happiness." and from then he chased after you even harder,

Shifting his body, mind, behavior and likings just to be perfect for you.

You just stare at him only wondering how this popular hot boy only ran after you when he was surrounded by pretty people.

"it wasn't just your looks, your smile reminded me of my first time star gazing with my mom. I could remember that moment only when I saw you smile." you flushed.

" it started with just you but then I fell harder for your personality, behavior and kindness. How could you exist? How could a person like you even exist? I only knew I needed you."

This was when he became your best friend. "it didn't mean anything if it meant changing myself for you. I would happily do that to be a better person. Maybe I don't know my real self because I changed for you but I'm happy like this."

You were crying again. You only needed to hug him. " if only you be mine, my soul will rest in peace." he said kissing your forehead and you nod your head in his chest.

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Somewhere in between those tears you two were turning hot and burned from the inside, searching for that one feeling of relief.

Before you knew it, you two were making out. You were on top of him while sat still. Eating each other hungrily.

Out of some intense climax you started grinding on his hard bulge hinting him what you were craving.

You took off your hoodie and your little top, then your pants, underwear and bra. You guys stripped every piece of clothing off of each other.

You could only admire his physique just wondering why you didn't ask him out earlier. This all could have been yours.

He was shaking pulling down his boxers. He came towards you with his hard pink red cock leaking pre cum. It was big.

You were resting your head on the armrest of the couch. He lifts your legs to your chest. Staring at your wet cunt.

He picked up your wet slick and stuck a finger inside. Making you whine at the feeling. He admired your sweaty red flushed face.

He licks your wet cunt, the texture of his tongue shivered you.

You didn't know if the feeling was because of the sensitivity of your first time or the feeling of being fucked by hyunjin made you this mess.

You were whining and whining until he started to pump into you. Lewd moans escaped your mouth.

You were grinding on his fingers. " Pl-please. I just fuck me already." just waiting for him to fit inside you.

Without another word he sticks his cock in you giving you a stretch you think youll never find this good. Before you knew it he was slowly thrusting in you.

" that feels good. I always knew your walls you'd feel good but never thought it would feel as this good." he moaned.

Shit...this wasn't him fucking you. It was him making love to you

His wet lips draped over your entire body. Covering you with marks and wet kisses. Touching everything single soft parts discovering you and your favorite parts.

The feeling was tingling. Even though his thrusts were slow and agonizing, the feeling made you blush harder with every thrust. Just the thought of him in you, and how much he wanted you. You finally felt wanted.

" Y/n I've rejected every single girl I my life, hoping I'd have you one day." he claimed. " and you're not ugly, it was me who warned all the boys off."

Though the confession hurt you, you liked how he did so much just to get to you. " only if you asked me out earlier, I wouldnt have to do this." those words spun in your head.

You realize how he's been hinting you all along but you've never thought of it like that.

" oh please! Mmh- just please go faster." a tear slips down your face.

This pace picks up a bit faster. The feeling has your walls wrapped around him.

" baby please loosen up, I might not last any longer if you keep up like this." he moans his face flushing aswell.

His face is buried in the crotch of your neck and you can feel his burning hot cheeks and sweat. His breathe was shaky and warm.

With every thrust you felt bubbling up, so much closer and closer to your first orgasm.

And him kissing and caressing your face did not help. The thrusts got sloppier and sloppier till it only made wet sounds.

" ahh I-Im close." you chocked on a moan, he moved even faster. Til both of you came together.

Both a panting, shaking mess. The feeling was euphoric, you wanted this every single day. Forget about Lee know.

" now are you still single?" he asked laying beside you looking at you stare at the ceiling.

"then will you be my boyfriend and be only mine?" you chuckled but looking back at him the question was his life. His eyes were teary.

" ye-yes! Ofcourse" he said. And you can see the sparks in his eyes. He really wanted you, and he really needed you. He looked like he won in his life.

[blackopals-world]

At First Sight

Gardener!femYuu x Vil Schoenheit

How I fell in love with her?

That's a complicated question.

All at once. Slowly over a long time. Both?

I think the best answer was the moment I realized it.

We were in potions class making a potion of true sight. We argued as we usually did in those days. Being in the same room was sometimes enough to set the other off.

When we finished we had to test the potion and I had full confidence it would work of course but perhaps it worked too well.

The moment I drank it everything changed. Nothing looked the same, I saw into everyone around me, their true nature and desires.

Then I saw her.

I saw this being. Beautiful, perfect, and fleeting. Her hair was like a willow tree with blossoms of every color. Her skin shined like morning dew on the grass. Her eyes were warm like the sun during a picnic on a perfect sunny day. Her smile was gentle, comforting, and kind. Kind in a way that breaks your heart. A bouquet of colorful flowers bloomed over her heart as she clutched her hands over it. The bouquet had long flowing flowery vines that wrapped around her pastel-colored skin.

The closest thing to compare her too was a flower nymph from the fea lands but that didn't compare to what he saw. She was no simple flower.

Her heart was a garden, ever growing, and blossoming. Everyone she touched where pulled into her garden. Her plants made from love and companion overgrew the jagged and ugly parts of the hearts of others like a blanket of soft moss and bandaged the broken parts.

It was a heart that could love anyone. And I was jealous that I wasn't mine.

I will admit I was immature despite how I presented myself.

She had a kind word and gifts of fresh food for everyone but not for me. I was my own fault for not watching what I said around her. I was as Epel said "You catch more Flys with honey then vinegar." And I was full of vinegar back then.

I behaved rudely to get her attention and caused my fair share of arguments. Embarrassing to admit it now.

I wanted her heart but I never realized it until that moment what I wanted.

It only lasted a moment, the potions effects faded but the world had shifted. Nothing was ever the same.

She must have seen something as well because she never looked at me the same either. I never asked. Not after I saw her face.

She was misty eyed and asked if I was okay. She must have seen something painful but I rather not know.

Maybe she saw the opposite of what I did. A barren empty heart that desired love like dessert needing water. Maybe it was her nature shining through with a desire to fill that void and fill the broken gaps.

I don't know.

I do know that I fell in love that day and every day after. And to this day I fall in love when I see her.

[zoeykallus]

Trying to think of HC’s that you’ve not done is hard 😂 how about how each of TBB boys react to reader giving them a spontaneous kiss when they’re not dating? if you’ve done something like that then pls ignore me ❤️ love ur work

😂 Okay yeah meanwhile there has been a lot of stuff already done. But this is so cute, first spontaneous kiss before a relationship or Dating.... Oh yes, my head's full of scenes just thinking about it! Thanks for the input my dear!

The Bad Batch x Reader - Unexpected First Kiss

Warning: Maybe Slightly Suggestive

Hunter:

You are frustrated and a little overwhelmed with cleaning your new weapon. Hunter, seeing the grim look on your face, sits down with you and in his calm, deep voice explains what you're doing wrong and shows you how to do it right. Our patient leader, repeats the process again calmly and attentively. You are so relieved that he does not judge you or make fun of you. You give him your warmest smile, then your lips gently touch his cheek. Very gently for a slightly longer moment. He holds perfectly still, feeling the warmth of your lips, it tingles under his skin and you feel yourself getting warm, you can't believe you found the courage to do this.

He looks at you from wide eyes, his expression, shy bashfulness and confusion.

"Thanks Hunter"

"Yeah… thanks… I mean sure… you're welcome"

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The first kiss on the mouth you give him is a little unexpected for both of you. You have a little disagreement, nothing severe, but more of a discussion, the exchange of words goes back and forth and somehow, you get closer and closer.

You say, "You're annoying" and it's more or less fun.

And he returns in the same manner "Look who's talking".

Your glances hang on each other. Your faces come closer and closer. On impulse, you grab his face and press your lips gently but firmly to his. You hear a low, half-suppressed moan from Hunter that you can't quite place. As you pull away from his lips and withdraw without a word, he stands there watching you, his eyes misty, his mouth ever so slightly open. His heart races, his senses go crazy and he catches his breath hastily because he realizes that he had been holding it all the time. He wants to say something, but everything is jumbled in his head, so he watches a little helplessly as you leave the room.

Echo

He's stressed, something didn't go according to plan, you were in danger and it shouldn't have happened, it clearly wasn't his fault, but he still feels responsible, he often does by the way, just like Hunter, but Echo really gets into it.

"Something like that shouldn't happen!" he exclaims "To avoid situations like that we make plans! That almost went sideways!"

He gets agitated, pacing back and forth as he does so, getting further and further into it.

"Echo!"

"What?!" his tone is rude and harsh at first, but his expression immediately softens as he realizes it' s you who interrupted him.

He blinks and watches you move closer. You put your arms around his shoulders and pull him towards you.

"I'm fine, thank you Echo!"

The words come softly and warmly over your lips, the sound alone tingles under his skin, then he feels your lips on his cheek and he grows eerily warm. He starts to stammer, but no real sentence comes out. Finally, Echo clears his throat, his usually pale face has taken on a slightly pinkish glow.

"Just want to keep you safe, Mesh'la," he finally says softly.

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He is so shy and you know he will probably never make the first move, at least not the way you want him to. But what does that matter, he doesn't have to. Show a little intiative.

You're having a conversation, you're close, the posture, choice of words and tone are clear, it's a very delicate flirtation, sweet and innocent with a hint of "I want you." Echo smiles a lot, looks here and there and can't quite meet your gaze. He nervously scuffles his foot while talking to you and is just stunningly cute, you want to bite off a piece of him (metaphorically, don't get any ideas!).

You take his face in both hands and his eyes finally look into yours, he looks at you, attentively, a bit like a scared deer and yet fascinated at the same time. The first moment your lips touch his he tears his eyes open even wider, but you don't see that. But he finally closes them and wraps his real arm around you, melting into your kiss. He won't let you go so quickly now.

Wrecker

Our big boy, well you can't get to him that easily to kiss him, at least not to surprise him. You'll have to wait until he's seated if you don't want to ask him to lean in to you.

It's a simple gesture, sure you're really attracted to him, but this one kiss you give him today is pure affection without ulterior motives. He's sitting in the cockpit with his brothers. He is so lively and sweet, your heart is all soft and way too big for your chest. You gently place your hands on his shoulders, lean forward and kiss him softly on the cheek. Everything falls silent, including Wrecker. You realize why, and you retreat from the room with a nervous smile.

As soon as you're out of earshot, Wrecker rumbles, "She/He/They like(s) me!" as if he's achieved his life's goal.

He playfully punches Tech on the shoulder who dodges annoyed and gets hit anyway.

Wrecker laughs heartily, happier than you can imagine.

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You both know that it will happen any moment, it's not really a surprise. You look at each other and it's clear in the room, a slight tension between you, a tingling under the skin.

You smile at each other and you both feel that warmth. Wrecker gently grabs your hips and lifts you a bit to help you sit on the cabinet he's standing next to, now you're practically at the perfect height, just need to lean forward ever so slightly.

Wrecker laughs softly and asks, "You want to kiss me, don't you, Mesh'la?"

You gently grab the collar of his Blacks peeking out from under the breastplate of his armor and pull him toward you. He lets it happen and already closes his eyes as your face comes closer, his expression so gentle, joyful and relaxed that you grin for a moment before your lips finally touch his and he sighs softly into your kiss.

Tech

New technology that you absolutely can not figure out, who would be better suited to help than Tech? However, Tech always overshoots the mark in his explanations, so much so that you end up knowing where this laptop was made, but not how to properly run the program you reinstalled.

"Uh, okay, but-"

He sees you're having trouble, takes the laptop from you, and launches the functions and submenus you wanted. You smile in relief.

"Thanks Tech."

Gently you lean in and kiss his cheek, maybe a little longer than you normally kiss a cheek and something in his head gets confused.

"Your laptop can always ask me again if he needs help with you".

You raise your eyebrows. You know what he means and you see his red ears you don't want him to get embarrassed so you nod and thank him again. Tech staggers out of the room, still a little out of it for the rest of the day.

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You're alone on the ship and for a while now you've been dancing around the bush, the kiss on the cheek had already thrown him completely off track and since then he can't look at you without blushing. He doesn't avoid you, but he's even more shy than usual. How are you supposed to get close to him like that?

"Tech?"

He startles up under the cosnole, hitting his head on it with a clonk. You hear him moan softly before he replies, "Yeah?"

"I need you for a minute"

He crawls out from under the console and steps towards you, his ears already turning slightly red again.

"Your laptop?" he asks.

"No, something else"

Tech looks at you curiously.

"What?"

You beckon him even closer with your finger, as if you need to trust him with a secret. He leans down, very close, and your hands rest on his cheeks. As you kiss him a shiver goes through his body. As your lips part from his, he stares at you from wide eyes, his neck and ears red as fire.

"Did that go too far?" you ask cautiously.

"Idontknmaybecanwe…" Tech blinks, everything in his head a mess.

"Again?" you ask gently.

He can still nod, and that's exactly what he does. As your lips touch his again, his hands gently, almost tentatively grasp your hips. There's that shiver again that runs through him and he sighs softly.

Crosshair

So this is quite interesting in a way. The first time you kiss him on the cheek, it's meant as a thank you, because he kindly remembered that you needed some cleaning cloths for your blaster and brought some for you.

You kiss him gently on the cheek with a "Thanks Cross" and he turns his head, abruptly, to look at you, almost as if his eyes are saying "How dare you".

You look at him startled but before you can exchange words Echo comes into the room. Crosshair jumps up and says "Nothing happened here at all".

Echo stops and pauses.

"Uh, okay"

"None of your business at all!" growls Crosshair.

Echo looks from one to the other, completely perplexed.

"I didn't ask, but okay," he says calmly if confused.

Crosshair storms outside.

Echo looks at you and asks, "What's up with him today?"

You shrug and answer with a wry smile, "I don't know, nothing happened like he says."

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You know what Crosshair's problem is, you surprised him, caught him off guard, he was caught off guard and felt a touch of insecurity or weakness, at least that's how he perceived it.

The same day he approaches you, you don't get the chance to surprise him at all, things go rather the other way around.

"How dare you kiss me just like that?"

You don't have time to answer, his lips descend on yours, hard and demanding. One of his long arms wraps around your body to hold you close to him, the other's hand rests on the back of your head. He opens your lips with his tongue and begins to chase yours. When he finally releases you from the kiss, you're completely breathless, heated up, and a little dizzy.

"That's the way to do it right" he growls and as he walks away he says "You know where to find me if you want more". He feels like he's got the upper hand again, he's content again.

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I have autism, selective mutism, and some other issues that aren't really important. Point is that sometimes it can be hard for me to talk or properly put my thoughts into words. This makes me come across as cold sometimes. I'm not good at communicating with words and I'm better at expressing it in person where I can rely more on touch. I apologise if I seem rude because I'm not trying to be. Let me know and I'll try to articulate what I mean to say in a gentler way.

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blu news: Updates on my life. This may include failsafes.

blu zoo: Discussions of animals and plants. May contain pictures of things I see on my adventures!

blu whos: Answered asks. Please send me asks or talk to me in literally any way as I often spend weeks without even seeing another human out in the bush and let me tell you it is NOT good for one's state of mind. I may not like people but humans are social animals and it's a terrible Catch-22. Ask me about my work or life or my fic or about TF2 lore or Sniper or literally anything please.

abad: Discussions or asks from Ask Blu Anything Day, a monthly... Event? Where some of my ask rules are suspended. ABAD is your licence to go nuts in my ask box, and the rule of ABAD is that I have to answer everything honestly.

blu drew: My sketches. I don't do digital art so all of it is traditional and usually of varying quality. It's typically animals or plants I see out in the bush.

blu bushie: My adventures in the wilderness.

🍄🍄🍄: Contains discussions of drugs.

🍄: Triposting! These are trip reports from the times I get high on various different drugs, but usually mushrooms. Also contains any posts I reblog or make while under the influence of drugs. (Formerly #blu flew)

🍺🍺🍺: Contains discussions of alcohol.

🍺: Drunkposting! Contains any posts I make while under the influence of alcohol.

learnin the blus: Random thoughts/rambles regarding my fic.

blu hoohs: NOT MY ART. Just stuff I've REALLY liked and reblogged. My own art is never tagged with this.

blus clues: Me speculating on headcanons and lore, usually about TF2. I love lore speculation.

sniperposting: Shit specifically about Sniper since I seem to talk about him so much. Also things from my life that Sniper would also probably do.

blu pew: Weapons, mostly firearms and knives.

bushman: Reblogs relating to survivalism, bushcraft, hunting, fishing, nature, and the land. Also includes reblogs of things related to these.

stockman: Discussing my former job as a stockman.

true blu: Things specifically relating to Australia. Usually cultural things.

code blu: Things relating to medicine. This especially applies to bushmedicine.

blursed: Reblogged shit that I think is cursed. Usually text posts, sometimes images.

blusome: Just uplifting things I see and reblog. Everybody needs some added light every now and then.

blu spew: Funny things. Titled for me spewing out my coffee in the morning when I see them.

blu polls: My polls.

blu views: The VERY rare occasions I discuss politics. Most of this is either about firearms or rarely nature conservation.

mistyposting: Posts relating strictly to Misty.

moonyposting: Anything relating to Mundy, my emu. On this blog he's referred to as "Moony" so as not to have him confused with Mundy from my fic (or canon Mundy).

blu tunes: Anything relating to music.

blu chew: Anything relating to food.

ford blu: Anything relating to cars.

blu id: Posts where people ask me to identify animals and plants.

blu marbled jack: Anything relating to Jack. This is because I once saw him eat an entire block of cheese.

ask game: Ask games I find.

answered asks: Answers to things I've asked.

blubook: Posts relating to literature. It's a pun about the Australian boobook, a type of owl. Get it? Because owls are smart? And it's reading? Nevermind.

fanart: Art specifically of me because I had one person do it (cheers Lilac) and now I'm making a tag of it just in case other people do more.

blucord: Discussing things that go down in the Discord server.

blu muse: Poetry I write (because apparently I'm doing that again).

blu misc: Anything that doesn't fit into the rest of these tags.

blu queue: Queued posts.

blu reviews: Submitted posts.

bluroarer: Things I'm tagged in.

smoke signals: Back-and-forth discussions in reblogs.

dozposting: Posts about my lovely lady, @eyes-like-iron-fangs-of-rust

horseposting: Me talking about horses. I fucking love horses.

dream journal: Where I log my dreams.

eminence: Me infodumping about DND/my DND character Redd (cuz Redd + Blu = eminence purple).

PMP: Info relating to my job as a pest management professional.

matildaposting: Me discussing my late 70s Dreamer camper or other campers.

🌌: Wereshitposting—late-night blogging I get up to when the world is quiet and I can't sleep.

Also I'm writing a Speedingbullet fic on AO3 because it's boring out here and I have brainrot so go read that I guess, cheers. Chapter 10 is my magnum opus.

Here's the link to the original F/M version of the fic, and here's the link to the M/M edited version of the fic. The M/M version isn't as good and there may be pronoun errors here and there because the F/M is my primary focus and how the fic is originally written. The M/M version is also discontinued at Chapter 7 as I couldn't work Jesse's backstory properly into Jake. Sorry, folks.

If you're looking to do fanart or something I have a reference for Jesse and Suki. I also have an appearance detail for the rest of BLU team. (If you do fanart of Jesse and Mundy together I will love you forever and ever.)

[balletwatchespokemon]

Indigo League Episode 23

This is a fun haunted house episode, and Ash dies for the first time! I had a blast watching this one, The humor is on point, and Ash is my favorite of the three main characters so naturally I like the focus on him.

What a brat, scaring his friends just for fun.

This shot of Ash falling over after being shocked by Pikachu as revenge for scaring him was surprisingly smoothly animated.

I love it when Pikachu doesn't want to do stuff, he’s so opinionated.

And this time Ash joins! Very cute.

The mental image of them frantically trying to get ahead of the gang is hilarious to me.

James is almost graceful as he's falling here.

These are some great faces on James and Meowth.

And another great face on Ash! Lots of funny faces this episode.

Pikachu’s voice actor says Ash's name (Pikapi) in a very scared manner here.

They're all in the same pose! How cute! <3

Ash’s voice actor makes a great confused noise here, the voice actors are doing some fun stuff in this episode.

The pokedex is useless throughout the whole episode, giving entries similar to this one every time Ash tries it. I’ll bet it knows more about ghost Pokémon nowadays.

Ash be like “your bits aren’t funny.” Absolutely brutal.

Rip Pikachu and Ash.

Haunter can apparently remove ghosts from dead bodies, yet another cursed pokemon fact.

They are very shocked to look down and see their dead bodies. Pikachu's face in particular is very funny to me for some reason.

That's not how it works Ash. (Except for you it kinda is.)

The first thing he does after dying is to go bother Misty. He's so rude.

Who knew being dead was so much fun!

Aww, they're just sensitive little guys.

Poor Brock and Misty don't have a good time this episode.

And that's the episode! Ash just decides not to die and that works, Haunter has decided to travel with them for a bit but isn't actually caught by Ash, and we wait in suspense to see if Haunter will be enough to beat the gym leader. (Also I have the same sense of humor as Ash apparently because I found the face Haunter is making in the second photo really funny.)

We have one more episode left in this little arc, but we won't be finishing it until the new year because I'm taking a week break for Christmas.

Until then Merry Christmas and have a Happy New Year!

[btsqualityy]

Hiiii can i request Berk and Noah smut where he fucks her attitude away? 😝

Another anon said: May i request college Berkeley and Noah angst/fluff where they get into a fight and Berk being the emotional and horny drunk that she is 😭 gets dropped off at his dorm by Kins so she can just sleep with him in his bed 🥹

Warning: unprotected sex

The knocking on the door to Noah's dorm room had him jogging over to it and pulling it open, his eyebrows raising when he saw who it was.

"Kins?" He smiled. "What's up? What are you doing here?"

"I have your psycho girlfriend outside in the car," Kinsley explained in lieu of a greeting. "She's drunk, in her feelings, and she wants to see you even though she refuses to admit it."

"I'm sure you know about the fight we had," he sighed, leaning against the doorway. "So I honestly doubt that she wants to see me. We haven't spoken in a week."

"You know how Berk is," she retorted. "Her bark is much worse than her bite, unless you really piss her off which I know you didn't. You should've heard her when we were eating out tonight. I got a few drinks in her and all she could talk about was you and how much she missed you."

"Did she say anything about you bringing her here?"

"Nope," Kinsley smirked. "So do all of us a favor and go get her."

"Fine," Noah agreed, grabbing his keys and closing the door behind him before he followed Kinsley outside to her car. Berkeley was sitting pretty in the passenger seat, her arms crossed over her chest as Noah opened the door and bent down so that he could look up at her.

"Hi baby."

"Hi," Berkeley replied shortly.

"I've missed you," Noah said and Berkeley just glanced at him. "Do you wanna come inside with me?"

"Do you want me to?" She wondered. "Thought you were mad at me."

"I was but I can't stay mad at you, you know that," he told her. "I want you to stay with me tonight."

"I don't know," she shrugged.

"Oh my god, just fucking go!" Kinsley snapped. "You just spent two hours talking about him and now you wanna act like you don't want to go? God, you give me a fucking headache."

"Fine," Berkeley sighed as she began to get out of the car. "But you didn't have to be so rude about it."

"Love you too!" Kinsley shouted as she waved at them. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

..........................................................

"There we go baby," Noah cooed as he slowly thrusted into Berkeley. The two of them were in his bed now, Noah on top of her as he fucked her deeply.

"Fuck Noey," she whimpered.

"You're opening up so well for me," he murmured, lifting his head so that he could look down at her. "This is all you needed from me, hm? Wanted me to show you how much I love you?"

"Mmhmm," she nodded. "I love you, Noey. I love you so much."

"I love you more baby," he promised. "And that's always."

"Make me come, please," Berkeley begged. "Wanna come for you."

"Ok baby, ok," he nodded, reaching down in between them and running his fingertips over her clit. With just a few swipes, she was coming undone for him, her eyes becoming misty from the force of the orgasm.

"I love you," Berkeley gushed as she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him firmly.

"I love you too," Noah grinned widely before kissing her back.

[donnerpartyofone]

So what happened yesterday was, I had stupidly run out of the methylphenidate ER dose that I'm currently on, and decided to take two of the lower dose that I had left over from before. (Ironically I completely flaked on a doctor's appointment for the first time in my life when I was supposed to get the current script refilled, I just got so sick I forgot what was happening, but if you're going to flake on a doctor's appointment I guess it might as well be an ADHD appointment) I thought that the "slightly higher" dose from the two pills wouldn't bother me, I mean I've taken drugs before, but about half way through the day I was suddenly struck with a jarring, physical panic. Fortunately my blood pressure cuff thing didn't say I had to rush to the hospital, but I remained on high alert for the rest of the day and night, which may have colored my perception of what happened.

(don't get too excited, it's just weird)

I took the ferry to see my friend's demonic horror movie (the ferry is a highly underrated form of local transit, it is awesome especially on a rainy night), which was cute, and I love being at the movies even though you always run the risk that other people will taint your experience. Even the religious dogma of the Alamo Drafthouse doesn't stop people from being assholes, and sure enough as soon as a couple of young women (early 20s? idk) sat next down next to me, I started to smell this hot, spitty, artificial sweetener smell, and I realized oh no this bitch is chewing gum. I have a good amount of misophonia and gum is my enemy in any circumstance, but the girl was fully snapping the gum and blowing bubbles for the first 15-20 minutes of the movie. (She had to get rid of it when their cookies arrived) That was a tough one because even if I were the kind of broad who picks fights with strangers, it would be hard to win a fight about chewing in a business that is serving food...but anyway when the server came through to get them situated, they had some sort of altercation that left them both in hysterics. The second the lights came back on they both started ranting about how the server was sooo mean to them because apparently when they sat down one of them took her shoes off, and she was told to put them back on. This girl is going "I'M GONNA LOOK THAT UP AND SEE IF IT'S A REAL RULE! I BET IT'S NOT EVEN A RULE!" as if "no shirt no shoes no service" hasn't been a national punchline for decades and it's just a random and petty punishment that certain eateries uphold to be perverse. I guess also when the guy asked to pre-swipe a card for them so they wouldn't have to pay in the middle of the movie they didn't understand him and that made them mad, and then they were mad that he put the cookies on "the wrong table" (the one between them) as if they weren't both eating them. Like ok guys, I was young once, I too have been rude and been mildly corrected by an adult and been so humiliated that I had to make up a big story about how the adult is an insane person who hates me personally. I was 12 once, too. But holy shit you are old enough to get into this late R-rated movie, do your parents usually take you or what the fuck is your problem?

So as I was leaving I looked up the best way to get home (too late for ferry) and the apps were all giving me a big red Storm Warning warning that I had never seen before and suggesting that trains were running very irregularly or not at all until tomorrow. Outside it was warm and misty, not remotely as stormy as it had been when I arrived. What was going on? I got lost going to what was supposed to be the station with the earliest train, went into the station with the MOST trains, and just decided to just take whatever train came first going in the vaguely-right direction. The world outside the theater seemed to have become very apocalyptic while I was in there, and I was intensely watching my back. When I saw a tall thin woman all in black shuffling down the platform, I did a double take; my first impression was that her face was covered in blood. When I looked again I saw that she had bright red, very wet makeup of some kind smeared from her nose to her chin. The rest of her face was covered in a similar substance that was pitch black. She was not white, is the only other detail I was sure of. I couldn't evaluate the situation. Is this a performance? Is she dangerous? Is she in danger? What should I do? My train came before I could figure it out.

gif by @brody75 stupid tumblr wouldn't give it to me normally

A few stops later, the apps said that I should go outside and get a bus that would come in 25 minutes. Ugh, but at least it's coming. As soon as I got outside the apps said that I should have stayed underground and taken another train that was coming in 1 minute. I couldn't even run back in for that because the machine had done something fucked up to my card when I tried to refill it and I was forced to use the transfer for the bus, oh fucking well. So I'm waiting for the bus and I see this other bus coming from the opposite direction with its display flashing "EMERGENCY - CALL 911". I've been living here for a long time and I had never seen anything like that. Was it a real instruction for me? Or was it one of our cop-obsessed mayor's many advertisements for the cops that seem to be everywhere, constantly telling you where are the nearest cops to every location and how you should go find them and give them something to do? The bus pulled up to its stop across the street and I could see that there was just one passenger on it. It seemed scary. A load of people got on at that stop, I wanted to think at least one of them had a uniform on but I wasn't sure. At that moment my bus pulled up. I let everybody else on first and then I told the driver, "That bus across the street is flashing a CALL 911 sign." I thought he would know what to do. Drivers seem to look out for each other. He just stared at me. It was the blankest stare I'd ever seen. He didn't move and he didn't make a sound. I repeated myself and I pointed "That one, over there, is he ok?" ...or whatever I said, I was kind of freaking out. He just nodded, once, and kept staring at me. Then he put it in drive and I sat down.

also @brody75

I had wanted to spend all night working on this project I'm under deadline for--I might as well with all the extra amphetamines in my system--but I could no longer concentrate. I felt like I was in Jacob's fucking Ladder. I also felt like a complete asshole for not helping anyone. I don't know. I never know what to do. I'm constantly getting lost and I have no money and I'm small and clumsy and I don't feel safe with strangers and I don't automatically trust cops and I'm also fairly stupid and cowardly and I don't know how anything works. It's hard for me to imagine taking charge of any situation even when it seems like the choice should be obvious because of instructions or just decency. Also when you start helping people when do you stop? I often think of this standup bit by [cancelled comedian I don't want to argue about] where he describes a younger relative visiting him in the city for the first time, and she's shocked by the first really dire homeless person she sees in Port Authority. She goes rushing over to him and when the comedian stops her she says, "You mean he doesn't need our help?" and he says "Oh no, he needs you desperately! We just don't do that here." And I mean yes, ha ha cynicism, but it's more like how do you even begin to deal with individual instances of a problem that is so huge and ubiquitous that even the large support systems in place can barely handle it. One time in the dead of winter I posted a picture of a pigeon that was so puffed up it was hilariously huge and spherical, and someone scolded me about how "that's a baby" and if I see it again I should transport it to a rehab center. They obviously didn't understand the scale of the photo and must have mistaken the puffery for juvenile down, but it's also like, if I start helping pigeons when will it stop? I've helped a number of animals either get out of a snag or get to rehab when they were obviously incapacitated or sick, but if I lowered my threshold of intervention to "a pigeon that looks cold or uncomfortable", it would never end. Technically probably every rat and pigeon in the city needs some kind of medical attention, they say rats here have diseases that haven't even been identified by science, but what's the actual, rational response for individual citizens?

Anyway I have totally ruined my own weird freaky spooky one-crazy-night anecdote with this awkward musing about what people are supposed to do for each other, and I have made it very clear that I am terrible in an emergency and do not help people. And I'm already imagining arguments with tumblr randos who are always handing out authoritative ethical advice about what to do in every situation, in a way that reveals that they have no real life experience of their own. And now I need to like get to my stupid telehealth visit with the doctor I flaked on last week, and stop being insane, and go back to work. I don't really know why I write these things down. I guess I must have to.

[yellowjacketsgayfanfic]

After a few weeks of cyber-stalking, Misty decides to ask you out

SUBMISSION: Hello!! Can you write a fic where misty becomes obsessed with one of her patients daughter? (maybe they’re around 21-25) they come to visit often and always say hello to misty. they get to know each other and eventually misty asks them out

The blue light of Misty's laptop lit her face, creating a glare in her glasses. She slowly sipped on a mug filled with chamomile tea in her basement kitchen.

"Recent graduate of Purchase College's Film Conservatory." She read out loud to herself. "She's from the area but currently lives in Park Slope..." She continued to scroll through your instagram posts.

Then, she saw exactly what she had been hoping for; a photo of you at last years pride parade with a massive gay flag wrapped around you. A grin made its way to her face. "I knew it. I have an excellent gaydar."

Caligula squawked at Misty.

Misty scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically, "Oh my God. You don't have to remind me! I was literally seventeen."

The bird once again squawked before flying upstairs.

"So rude." Misty whispered under her breath.

***

The next day, you had come into the facility to visit with your mother. She had been fighting cancer nearly your whole life, keeping periods of remission before falling back into it again. This last time though, it was far too advanced to fight back. It had always been just you and her. You didn't know what you were going to do when she passed to the other side. Although at this point, with her barely ever being responsive and almost always asleep, it was as though she had already gone.

You were sitting at the side of your moms bed, feet up near hers, your computer open as you worked on a project you were very passionate about. It was your first real independent film.

Misty shuffled into the room with the same big smile on her face. "Oh, hello, Y/N."

You lifted your head and removed an air pod from your ear, flashing her a kind smile. "Hey, Misty. I was disappointed not to see you earlier."

"Oh, yeah." Misty laughed nervously, tucking her curls behind her ear. "There was a uh, schedule change. I have the night shift today."

You rubbed your very tired eyes. "Well, maybe you can help me stay awake then. I have a lot of work to do."

"I have to do my rounds and relieve the day nurses but..." Misty nodded excitedly. "I would love to."

You chuckled. "Okay, I'll see you later, then."

Misty practically ran out of the room to tend to her other responsibilities. "She was disappointed not to see me!" She whispered to herself happily.

***

After checking in with her other patients and waiting for the other nurses to leave, Misty could finally head back to your mothers room where she knew you were.

When she came in, you were slouched over your computer completely passed out. Misty thought you were so cute when you slept, and she knew that because you often fell asleep at your mothers bedside and she liked to watch.

She walked up to you and tapped your shoulder. You startled awake, looking at Misty through blurred vision. You blinked a few times, taking a sharp breath. "I should resign myself to the fact that I'm not getting anything done tonight." You chuckled, closing your laptop.

"I made you hot chocolate." Misty handed you a hot foam cup. "I added cinnamon. It's my favorite way to drink it."

You grinned up at her. "I like cinnamon in my hot chocolate too."

"Wow, really?" Misty took the seat beside you. "We have a lot in common."

"Do we?" You humored her, sipping on the drink she provided for you.

"Sure we do. We both like film," a lie, "we both like cinnamon in our hot chocolate, and we both went to last years New York City's pride parade."

You squinted at her. "How did you know that?"

Misty paused, her face falling, realizing her mistake. "Oh. Well, I just figured because...you're gay."

"I never told you I was gay." You stated, crossing your arms, incredibly amused.

Misty was flustered now. "Okay. I may or may not have done some minor cyber stalking." If you could call weeks worth of searching your name on every social media platform possible 'minor' cyber stalking, that is.

"Okay. So then why were you at last years pride parade?" You asked, cocking your head to the side playfully.

"Well I," Misty placed her hand on her chest, "identify as queer. I came out a little later in life, but it's never too late to be true to yourself."

"You're so true, Misty."

She blushed, not totally understanding that turn of phrase.

"I guess we do have a lot in common then, because I am very single, and so are you." You smirked.

Misty gave you a look of confusion.

"You're not the only one with google." You retorted.

"Would you...want to go on a date with me?" Misty asked gently. "I know things must be hard right now with your mother and all but-"

"I could really use time away from all of this." You responded. "I would love to go on a date with you, Misty."

Once again Misty could not control her grin. "Where do you want to go?"

"How about bowling. This weekend?"

"I love bowling!" Misty exclaimed.

You thought Misty's excitement was sweet. You laughed at her response. "Bowling it is."

[quinloki]

I leave the actual character(s) to you but may I request these flavors please:

cotton candy: post the last picture of your F/O that you saved!

pistachio: when was the last time that you or your F/O cried during a movie?

coconut mango: what mementos do you and your F/O treasure?

And one I'm making up because seriously, this flavor should be on the list:

dill pickle: what's the pettiest thing your F/O has ever done to you (maybe because of a fight) or to someone else?

Alright, I'll put this under a cut, cause I'm going to be be concise, but greedy, so it's gonna get long.

Cotton Candy: Since all the best art is stuff I haven't drawn and I don't want to link a dozen images, we'll do a little theater of the mind for this.

Marco - we're in yukata at a festival, sugar candy and candied pineapple on sticks, with Marco leaned down behind me so both our faces are in the frame for the passerby that offered to take a picture when we were struggling to do a selfie <3

Kid - covered in oil soot both of us, and there's a heart smeared on Kid's cheek while I'm near to tears with laughter. Heat or Wire probably took the picture and you can tell Kid is already plotting some manner of revenge.

Sabo - It's a newspaper photo, and we're making rude gestures at the camera person while laughing. Whether canon or AU I just feel like there'd be some level of infamy with Sabo's public image.

Pistachio: Last time you or your F/O cried during a movie?

I am a water fountain, let's just assume if something is too cute I'm bawling incomprehensibly. (┬┬﹏┬┬)

Marco - Family loss in movies hits Marco pretty hard. He can usually keep it in, but I feel like something like Saving Private Ryan would have him, Thatch and Izou in tears despite their efforts.

Kid - He'll leave the room so no one sees him getting misty eyed, but he's almost in the same category as me, he's just not willing to admit to it. Frustration, anger and sadness will get him to tear up, and the first two he'll let people see, but that third one is kind of a unicorn.

Sabo - He doesn't. Love him dearly, but he's far too practiced at compartmentalization. He'll hand over a box of tissues without a word, pet my hair when a scene is ramping up and just let me bawl, but he doesn't really get sucked into movies enough to get effected that way. (It's also why he drives after action movies, cause me and Ace get too wound up over them XD )

coconut mango: what mementos do you and your F/O treasure?

Marco - I've dove into it before, but Marco and his damned bar coasters. They grow on you, they do. I have a few small items from other people I cherish, but those coasters are pretty much ours at this point, and not just his.

Kid - The perk of Kid as your F/O are all the little knick knacks, but a metal and wood polished set of arm bands, are my favorite gift from him. Kid's most cherished item is... weird, but - okay, so look, I wanted to learn how to fight, I get the forms and functions, right? But I'm not... feisty enough. >.> Anyway, sparring with the crew saw improvements, and one time Kid and I were going at it and I managed to really ring his bell. He reacted instinctively and now he has my tooth on a chain.

Sabo - I... may have to come back to this. Things with Sabo are still new, and I haven't given it enough thought it seems.

And one I'm making up because seriously, this flavor should be on the list:

dill pickle: what's the pettiest thing your F/O has ever done to you (maybe because of a fight) or to someone else?

Marco - I've never tested Marco enough to know this, and I don't WANT to test Marco enough to know this. Knowing one's limits are important and there's some lines you just kind of instinctively know better >.>

Kid - Stole all my underclothes. T-T Look, I'm just not good at buying necessities for myself, and I will wear clothes to threads. Even the stuff I shouldn't like bras and such. And bad bras can leave marks and bruises and little miss Tulip head got all pissy about it. Bad underclothes are better than no under clothes, so a shopping we had gone.

Sabo - Made me wear mittens for a day so he could get doors and chairs and such for me. Was enough of a good sport to take them off when I had to go to the bathroom, was enough of a bastard to leave them on when it was time for bed.

[lingeringscars]

Yeah tai was probably shaunas maid of honor. Yeah shauna and Jeff got married like months after they escaped. Yeah it was shaunas own push into normalcy and also taking the life jackie would have had.

So of course the Taylors were invited they could never not have been.

Yes there were probably decorations that emulated jackie.

Yes nat was invited. No she did not go.

I don't think Travis was invited. I think she debated long and hard about misty and thought it would be rude not to invite her but also probably "lost" the invitation. I think van was implied because of tai, but this decision might differ depending on how taivan ends (if it does happen in the wilderness vs if it happens after).

Lottie could not attend on account of her dad being The Worst. Unclear if she would have been invited given what we know currently.

The other yellowjackets either have placeholders or it is completely ignored hope that helps.

[antlerqueer]

Hey!! First of all I love your blog. I wish to read more of your thoughts about Yellowjackets. Now to the questions: Any ideas on how to get screen accurate clothes or simillar and a dupe of Jackie's necklace? Tiffany I am sorry but I do not have 5000$ for you! And Who is your favorite Yellowjacket, wy, what you like& dislike about her. Happy New Year!!!!

I think a lot of the clothes you could probably thrift! Like Jackie's blue & white striped sweater is pretty basic, like Old Navy or The Gap (smh Mrs. Taylor would never shop Old Navy). This site has all of the actuals, but costume budgets are usually much higher than the average person could afford.

For Shauna's flannels, you could find some at Target or Kohl's or if you're feeling like you want to spend some dollars probably Levi's and Madewell. Truly no clue where Miss Charlotte Matthews gets all of her kaftans, I don't know if TJ Maxx has those for her to steal.

For Jackie's necklace, Ebay has a bunch of less-than-5k ones (the link takes you right to the search), and there's some on Etsy as well. Looks like the silver ones are much more affordable than Jackie's gold. This one looks like a good gold dupe for approx $140 though!

As for my favorite character...... honestly that's gonna have to go under the cut I've got so much to say always!!

Both teen and adults, I love Tai and Shauna. (I prefer teen!Natalie to adult!Natalie bc I love drama, and I prefer adult!Misty to teen!Misty because adult!Misty has intention. It's not good, but it is intention lmao)

What I love about Tai and Shauna is how their journeys into adulthood are basically complete opposites but also exactly the same: selfish. Tai went "back to normal" so to speak, going to her school of choice, becoming a lawyer, dating lots of beautiful women (her words!) where Shauna just... gave up. She shrunk herself further.

And you'd think after all Shauna did, she wouldn't want to shrink into someone's shadow anymore. However, as we learn in the teen timeline, if there's a single thing that Shauna wants (Jackie, Javi's safety, safe birth) she will not receive it. In fact, it will backfire so badly and it will all be her fault. So she simply "decides" she doesn't want anything else than what she has. I don't even know if she truly loves Jeff the way Jeff loves her.

The way she explodes when she finally does let go, too, is bonkers. She is so full of rage but doesn't permit herself to experience it because, y'know, anger begets death. And she proves it to herself! She literally proves it to herself when she kills Adam! She's like... damn, can't feel anything lest I commit atrocities!!

Just love to see people repress their shit and then go absolutely batshit when they realize they can't keep doing it anymore.

Also why I love Taissa, who has gone head-first into her ambitions with no regard for the others. She said "yeah, I love my wife, but I will not listen to her when she asks me to give up my ambitions for the sake of our family. I will tell her I will, but y'know what? I changed my mind!"

As we learn more about Taissa, probably in season 3, I want to see more of how the relationship with Van devolved in their young adulthood or at least get the gist of it. Because, in my headcanon, I feel like Tai wanted Van to fit into her group and would do things that would actually be so rude "just for tonight" to make Van more aligned with how she saw her future. She probably wanted Van to dress nicer, look more put-together, show up and be "normal" in front of her colleagues. (Because I'm sure that's how she saw her college peers - as colleagues instead of classmates.) I say this with affection, of course, because while I do think that's super selfish I also get why she wants to have so much control. She has no control when Other Tai shows up, so she needs to regain as much as possible.

I wanted to see a bit more conflict between Tai and Van over Lottie, but there's plenty of time for that in the adult timeline now. But I did want to see teen!Tai get pissed about Van being soo into the Lottie stuff. Maybe we will next season? I don't know, probably not, I don't see it fitting into the timeline. I generally wish we got more of Tai in season 2 but I understand the writers had to get Natalie stuff done to align her death with the crowning.

I love Tai because she's unintentionally like... the prime competition for Jackie in the ways that Jackie is insecure. She is so confident within herself, she doesn't need to be aligned with her peers, she's fine going against the pack when she thinks she's in the right. Tai is so unapologetic in who she is, which is refreshing to see for a lesbian in the 90s on tv. She uses the "freedom" of the wilderness to embrace herself and drop the performance she had going on in the real world. And while we don't know much about her life pre-crash, if it's anything like her life post-survival, she must have put on a hell of a show. Because we see her perform femininity in public for the sake of her job, and we can see how she uses it to gain access to the world that otherwise would not be kind to her.

I could go on and on these ladies are sooooooooooooooooo!!!!!

[oodlyenough]

aa3 trials and tribulations

alright after dragging my heels to get four months out of a idk 35 hour game i have finished aa3. spoilery thoughts mostly about the last case bc i played the others months ago fjglhgkf

Positive stuff:

FRANZISKA... my mvp... I loved Franziska after aa2 but she was so great here, everything I could've wanted from her lmao. My best worst girl. I LOVED having her hang out with Phoenix fhlgfhgklf incredible, showstopping, spectacular. Their dynamic is sooo much fun and I also really liked seeing her interact with the witnesses outside of the courtroom, and how she tries to establish her authority but uses that authority to try and comfort them, etc -- she gets mad at Phoenix when he isn't complimentary enough of Sister Bikini lol, she takes control of the sacred cavern situation, she bullies Edgeworth into selfcare garden sulking after the earthquake, etc. It was really interesting and kind of sweet, in her way, it was nice to see that side of her. I can easier see how she and Adrian ended up with their weird gay thing although I have to admit Franmaya remains my Franziska ship of choice. (Just yesterday I was telling someone "I want Franziska to show Maya how to use her whip"... so close and yet so far Capcom.)

Defense attorney Edgeworth was awesome what a fun idea, and the Edgeworth/Franziska court battle ruled. I think I talked about it a lot at the time so I won't dwell much but lmao. wonderful. you're both sooooo bonkers

The Fey family drama! Cool af! Love a matriarchal society of women murdering each other. Amazing. I was spoiled for bits and pieces but not for Misty, which was a great surprise, I had expected they'd just leave that thread hanging but resolving it was the correct choice. I also loved that this game gave a bit more of a nod to Mia. I had said in my previous reaction post that I loved Mia having her own lil Moriarty in Dahlia and their showdown was so fun. Get her ass Mia. Pull each other's hair in the afterlife.

The actual plot mystery stuff in this case was great. I was able to do 3-4 and 3-5 without any walkthrough help AND without banging my head into a wall, which really does make it more fun, lol. You feel clever for solving it without feeling like it's being spoonfed. Or at least I didn't feel it was spoonfed :P and I guessed wrong about some things.

I loved Dahlia LMAO she was fr on the stand like "Your honour I was born evil and I died evil and I'm still evil now. Peace". I sort of expected she'd have mixed emotions at least about Iris but uh nope. Choose a way to born: Evil Baby. You could probably say something about AA returning to these cartoonishly evil villains to smooth over any of the ethical quandaries probably but tbh for the most part I just find it fun. Whatever. Cant a girl have hobbies (poisoning, failure).

Less positive stuff:

I was surprised and disappointed to not get a send-off epilogue screen for Edgeworth or Franziska 😔 they just kind of disappeared in the back end of the case, and while I don't have an issue focusing on the Feys in the end, the Edgeworth/Franziska stuff felt a bit unresolved to me, to not even get a few lines when Oldbag and Larry do. I guess Capcom wants me to play AAI (... sort of. not enough to port it or translate it :P).

Two finale cases in a row shelved Maya for a considerable portion. She got much more to do here, in the end -- her as Nick's last witness was very good, and obv she's central to the whole case -- than in 2-4, but I still felt her absence.

And I do wish we'd gotten to see more of Edgeworth and Phoenix interacting - they're sort if implied to be spending time off screen but I would like to see it.jpeg, I thought he was gonna be a more active part of the case after trial day 1. Since AA1 it often feels like the game is juggling characters so I can have like, one fave with me at a time but not more lol. Rude.

The Iris/Phoenix stuff was 🙄 I realize it's futile to be mad about like, token heterosexuality in a 20+ year old video game, but 🙄 lol. Also naturally I spent most of the game believing Dahlia had grudgingly put up with Feenie while dreaming of murder for 8 months and that's so much funnier than the truth turned out to be, lmao. Her eternal torment.

I couldn't stand Godot lmao I didn't like him at the start of the game and by the end I hated him. His gimmick was boring to me at best, I found him deeply condescending and sexist in the case with Mia, and then obviously 3-5 just sent all of that overdrive. The upswing was that he was the killer so that was satisfying for me lmfao. Throw the book at him judge.

Overall:

I see why this is often called the best game. The overarching stories all tied together well, I can see how the cases of the week led into the finale even if I hated one of em (mask de masque do NOT interact), the puzzles are good while being solvable, and there are some really really great fun moments of character stuff in here for almost everyone.

Having said that, I think the first game is still my fave. Its comparatively limited scope meant each major character got their moment, Maya and Edgeworth are my besties and it's the only time I actually got to have both of them around at the same time. And Turnabout Goodbyes is just so good and so is Rise from the Ashes.

I'm sad the trilogy is over 😔 while I wait for 4-6 to get ported I'll play TGAA and AAI, but not sure in which order, and in either case I'm gonna miss my best friend Phoenix Wright. Luv u buddy

[subject-2-roll]

Friends

Wrapping up a D&D game, an escort mission sidequest. The characters are sentimental and drinking. The party is the goodness good guys. Honor bound, virtuous.

Lykas (gith fighter, worshiper of the Silver Flame): "It's a shame we have to part ways."

Scratch (npc): "That was the mission. I'm eternally grateful you all were here to protect me. You will be compensated accordingly on my return."

VerDan (elf necromancer): "we've all become much closer for it. I like to think of you all as friends."

Lykas, to Scratch: "we consider you a friend, too."

Scratch (npc): "what?"

Archibald (human paladin, worshiper of the Silver Flame): "of course! You may not be coming with us after this, but if you ever need anything!"

Scratch (npc): "I don't have friends. I have clients and associates."

Lykas: "and now, 4 new friends!"

Scratch (npc): "you literally just hired me as your legal representation. I think this is a conflict of--"

Archibald: "we stayed in contact these relived 10 years! That makes us friends."

Scratch (npc): "why?"

VerDan: "we like you."

Scratch (npc): "I literally just psychically killed someone while sitting in this bar. Because he was a little rude."

Lykas: "you can be close to people, you know? Open up."

Scratch (npc): "I'm literally lawful evil. I'm turning into a bonified fiend. A deity just spoke through me to announce the coming of the Age of Demons--"

Geneshan (kalashtar divine soul sorcerer): "do you want a hug?"

Scratch (npc): "a hu--?"

Geneshan, hugging them: "physical connection can be nice."

Scratch, not hugging back, but not fighting: "isn't this a little inappropriate? I'm your lawyer--"

Lykas, joining in on the hug: "awww cmon group hug!"

The rest of the party jumps in

Scratch tries to misty step out of it

VerDan counterspells

Scratch (npc): "what the fuck is wrong with you all?"

[balletwatchespokemon]

Indigo League Episode 9 Part One

Oops, it's been a while! I moved which state I live in and then immediately went on a two week vacation literally the day after I moved, so I kinda lost my momentum on making these posts. But I'm settled in now so I'm gonna try to get back into this. Currently aiming for making a post Monday, Wednesday, and Friday every week.

For some reason I took like a billion photos of this episode so this is the first time I'm having to do two posts for one episode! (I'm over the post picture limit, oops.) This episode is about a fancy pokemon school that you can go to instead of traveling around challenging gyms like normal, something the gang finds a little ridiculous.

We're off to a great start! The gang is lost, and Brock tries to end the episode early, though Misty intervenes.

I'm always amazed how much stuff Brock is carrying around, and it seems Ash agrees with me based on his face here.

Hey, a reference to a previous episode! E6 is when we visited Moon-viewing Mountain and apparently Brock grabbed some water while we were there.

Look, Paris! Back before we had Pokemon Paris to replace Real Life Paris.

I love how intense Ash is, he is putting his all into this run.

Ash and Pikachu doing the same thing at the same time is still one of my favorite things, it's so cute.

Ash doesn't threaten to fight randos nowadays like he used to, we gotta appreciate it while we can. (These guys are so rude, just get in a fist fight like civilized people.)

Poor Pikachu is having a rough day, but unfortunately for him he looks very cute when he's suffering.

I mean look at his little angry face and then the pain in his poor little face. Adorable. (He looks exactly like one of my family cats in the second image, fat and annoyed.)

I love how Brock is still mixing the lunch he was making earlier, though his bowl is forgotten sometimes in this scene, like the previous shot where Pikachu kicks the treadmill.

You know what I don't love? WHEN BROCK IS CREEPY LIKE THIS!

On to part 2!

[wallflower-koharu]

My ship tier list.

I have to write some explanations on why I like my ships. Some of them are not in the original tier list, so I'll write everything here.

OTPs:

Jellowshipping: obviously the ship that I adore the most. I love how they support one another, how they spend time together on everyday things.

How Mallow makes sure Lillie is safe. How Lillie looks at her with heart eyes and- (I would write a papyrus about it) the last hug in JN. Also they referenced Utena, a yuri anime.

Eternalhoneymoonshipping: The best adult couple in Pokeani. They are so natural with each other, and I found Burnet's crush on Royal Mask funny. They became Ash's second family and gave him a little sibling too!

Contestshipping: rival to lovers trope. I like it. And the waterfall scene was memorable. I still wonder how May didn't realize that the roses were actually for her. And I still wonder why it isn't canon.

Journeyshipping: People know how much I like this. How Goh struggled to make friends and found Ash in a fateful encounter with Luigia. How both of them are complementary but similar in their dedication to their dreams (and both crazy enough to jump on Luigia). How Goh fell for him after Ash protected those Bulbasaur and then when it was confirmed in the Gengar episode.

"The future is in my hands" "Our hands, right?"

Also that spin hug. The biggest regret of mine is the Journeys anime being a mess in its writing. And sadly, how much this is treated like a joke or a disgusting thing from the most popular poketubers and pokemon fans in general.

Appealshipping: Everytime Zoey walks in, the music became softer and Dawn became a blushing mess. Also Zoey helped her a lot in the DP anime, like a prince charming.

This is so underrated. Also it has the trope of butch/femme like HaruMichi (Sailor Moon) and Yukira (Kirakira precure à la mode). Yes, they remind me of them.

Waterwarriorshipping: "the most beautiful woman in the world?" Those are canon Lana lines, not even a fanfic! They are both tomboys, water lovers, and have a really good chemistry! I wish I could have seen them together more.

Moonlightblossomshipping: I don't get why this ship gets so much hate. They complement each other well, both in character design and personality, and they had really nice moments together. I loved all of the scenes in Dawn's return in the first two episodes, and I was annoyed that the writers "forgot" to make them interact in the second special.

I like how in other anime the pink girl is a cheerful, energetic girl and the blue one is more calm and reserved, and for Kohahika it's switched.

Botiqueshipping: This was my first Serena ship, and I cherish it dearly. They are so sweet together!

Rocketshipping: When I was little I thought they were married. This is my first OTP of my childhood, and I didn't know what ships are. They are so funny together and I was happy to know they were really married in a manga (electric tale of pikachu, but honestly I'm not a fan of it.)

You can see them as t4t, bi4bi or genderfluid and it still fits.

Pokshipping: I think people will hate me for this. I respect people who don't like this or see them more as a brother and sister, because I can see them as both romantic and platonic.

I think Misty's personality did fit well with OS Ash's one. Their relationship trope was one of the most used in the 90s anime, as well as the slapstick comedy. People often belittle Misty saying she was just rude to Ash, but, like I said, it was 90s comedy style and Misty saved Ash's life multiple times.