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[tobiasdrake]

Rating Rain Code Characters on the Fight Me Bruh Scale

Here we go. We're ranking all of the major characters in Rain Code based on how confident I am that I can beat them in a fight.

Swank Catsonell

I want you all to know that despite what the rumors may suggest, I absolutely did not pay him to take a dive. This was a fight I won fair and square, because I am very principled and masculine.

<.< >.>

Seth Burroughs

For all his bluster, Seth is the least threatening man in Kanai Ward. The only thing threatening about him is his control over the Peacekeepers. He does nothing for himself, even needing one of his men to carry a megaphone around for him.

Seth feels like he'd go down so fast, I'd almost feel bad for him. But then I'd remind myself that he's a fucking fascist and hit him harder.

Yakou Furio

Despite his name, Yakou's not very tough. He gets routinely floored in every fight he's in. He did manage to shank Huesca with the element of incredible surprise, but that was more a product of crafty premeditation than formidable brawling. Even when he jumped his wife's would-be assassin, we next see him beaten to hell so clearly that fight took a turn after she (and we) bailed on it.

His file says he weighs 165 lbs but I have no idea where he puts it because his body type is skeletal. A stiff breeze would knock him over.

Yomi Hellsmile

Yomi reeks of paper tiger to me. As much as he loves throwing his weight around, he's too chickenshit to throw down himself. Even with guns in both hands and people he wanted dead right in front of him, he inexplicably returned the guns to his soldiers and ordered them to shoot everyone instead.

Yomi's fighting style is to run for his life and try to find someone else to fight in his place. But those other people who would fight for him, would already be fighting instead if a fight was happening. By definition, if I'm fighting Yomi, then there's nobody around to stop me from fighting Yomi. If this fight takes place then I win it. There is no version of the fight where Yomi fights and doesn't lose.

Desuhiko Thunderbolt

When he was faking the Master Detectives' deaths, Makoto figured that Desuhiko would barely even make it out of the starting gate. He judged correctly. Desuhiko is not a fighter. He's scared of blood and sticks to undercover intelligence.

His best shot at victory would be to show up to the fight Disguised as someone tougher than him. But it's not super clear whether that would actually help him.

Vivia Twilight

From what little we see of him in action, Vivia's incredibly quick on his feet and holds his own next to Halara. He moves blindingly fast and shitstomps cops with the best of him. But that's when people he cares about are in danger.

If we're just duking it out in the street, there's a strong chance Vivia goes down with the first punch and then mutters something to the effect of, "Oh well, you got me. Guess I'll just lay here now. Maybe the small bruise from your fist will kill me. Wouldn't that be nice?"

I only win this fight if Vivia isn't motivated enough to snap my neck before I know what hit me. But I don't plan to do anything that would motivate him to do that, so this is the most likely scenario when Vivia and I throw down. I'm not proud of it but I'll take the win.

Yuma Kokohead

With a Truth Sword in hand, Yuma is incredibly formidable. He's outfought countless Mystery Phantoms and even outmatched Makoto in a swordfight. However, it's not super clear how transferrable those skills are outside of the Labyrinth setting. Most of the time when Yuma's cornered, he's powerless; However, most of the time when Yuma's cornered, guns are involved, so that's not a fair comparison.

What it amounts to is that Yuma's ability to hold his own in a street brawl is difficult to gauge. That said, his stature is intimidating in and of itself. I'm always leery of fighting someone whose height easily allows for a full-body haymaker to the junk. Short people have no chill.

Kurumi Wendy

Kurumi doesn't get many opportunities for action but given what we know of her, I don't envy my chances. She's had to evade pursuing Peacekeepers in the past, which implies she's pretty scrappy and quick on her feet. She also managed to get in and out of Dohya District while it was under a counter-terrorist lockdown, skirting through Guillaume and Dominic's police state with so little effort that it put Yuma and Fubuki's attempt to do the same to shame.

So even though she never gets to throw a punch in the entire story, she fucking scares me. I start shit, she is going to sucker-punch me in ways I couldn't possibly see coming. There is a feral beast inside of her waiting for an excuse, and I'm not talking about her homunculus biology.

Martina Electro

This woman scares me. She's Yomi's right-hand, which means she does all the physically-intensive things that he doesn't. She's in the field leading from the front and, unlike Seth, we see that she's entirely willing to take matters into her own hands.

I have no basis for saying she could probably fold me in half and feed me my own spine, and has likely done exactly that to people in the past. But I believe it.

Dominic Fulltank

Are you joking? This man is 500 lbs of solid murder.

Let me paint you a word picture. I throw a punch. I break my fist on his rock-hard abs. Then he picks me up and rips me in half with his bare hands.

Guillaume Hall

Are you joking? This girl is 150 lbs sopping wet.

Let me paint you a word picture. I throw a punch. I hit her right in the fucking face because she's not a fighter. Then goddamn Dominic appears out of nowhere, picks me up, and rips me in half with his bare hands. But with extreme prejudice this time; Before, he was just defending himself, but now he's defending his boss.

Makoto Kagutsuchi

If I could define Makoto in one word, it would be cunning. Makoto has no reservations about doing whatever it takes to win, and his ultra-genius intellect is constantly plotting and scheming. He's so physically unimpressive that he looks like he'll collapse with a rough shove, but by the time fists start flying, he's already figured out 11 different ways to kill me.

Even if he might seem to be on the backfoot at the moment, Makoto is always in control of every situation he's in. He chose the place, he chose how we fight, he chose what happens to be on hand to use in the fight, and he chose who wins. He merely let me think that I chose those things.

Fubuki Clockford

We see precious little of what Fubuki's capable of in a fight. But she's no stranger to it. When Yuma first asked her to clear out the coffee shop patrons, her kneejerk go-to was to try violence. He had to talk her into a distraction instead. So she's clearly been in fights before.

Her biggest asset is her ability to save scum, though that has its limitations. It takes a lot out of her every time she turns back time, often leaving her winded and gasping for breath by the second reset. The stamina cost offsets the advantage of temporal prescience, especially in a street brawl.

But that advantage is powerful nonetheless. Do I feel confident that I could take Fubuki in a fight? Sure. Do I feel confident I could take her in five out of five fights? That's much more intimidating. Fubuki only has to win once. She decides which match "counts".

Halara Nightmare

Halara can take Fubuki in five out of five fights. Halara can take anyone in five out of five fights. Consecutively. Simultaneously. However you want to go, you'll regret it fast. We see them in action plenty and it's always the same: Halara Nightmare is violence incarnate.

Some fighters hit like a sledgehammer. Some hit like a truck. Halara hits like hospital anaesthetic; You blink and then wake up seven hours later with your kidney removed and no idea where the time went. They put me down so fast that I spend the rest of the day trying to figure out what even happened. Like a Hangover movie but instead of being drunk I got my ass kicked.

They are, and shall remain, the reigning champion of violence in Kanai Ward.

Real Yuma

I want you all to know that despite what the rumors may suggest, he absolutely did not offer me free ramen in exchange for taking a dive. This was a fight I lost fair and square, because we are both very principled and masculine.

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*slurp*

[theoceansluvr]

Tim Drake x Cozy! Reader

warning; none ! author's notes; my favorite boy's birthday which means a work for him ! sorry for writing so many headcanons y'all, i have a lot to blabber about 😞 also idk if the title makes sense but i have was going for a very.. homebody, smells like coffee/hot chocolate, big sweaters coded reader if that makes any sense !

oh how he loves you...

he never gets a chance to relax because Gotham never rests

but with you it's so easy

he could come back from the worst fight in the world and be greeted with hazelnut creamer filled coffee and the sight of string lights everywhere

it might not be a lot, but it's everything to him.

reading dates are a very common thing !

you'll drag him to the local used bookstore any chance you get

it's usually followed up with a trip to the bakery or record shop too

super into crime books

(to nobody's surprise im sure)

he has a whole bookshelf dedicated to forensic books, even though he knows pretty much everything.

he likes to be sure, y'know ?

you guys have plants that are all names and their birthdays are on a calendar on the fridge

the oldest is named Robert ans he's a dragon's breath you two bought when you first moved in together

the name was merely based on you thinking it was funny to give a plant a people name..(me too)

steals your sweaters all the time and claims he doesn't know what happened to them

but you always catch him up in the middle of the night wearing them while he's doing his detective stuff

random but candle shopping is a MAJORRRRR part of y'all's budget planning..

i mean sure, overhead lighting can be nice, but candles just have a better feel !

which is exactly what you say to Tim every time

he groans and mumbles a soft "Whatever you want, rose.." and it's off to Bath and Body works or the local candle shop !

BAKING TOGETHER !!!!

i will give any excuse to talk about Tim and his baked goods, so you two bake together a ton !

not specifically from scratch, but it's usually better when it is.

"All that matters is it was made with love." is the common statement he uses when he burns something..

which is probably a common occurrence if im being completely honest

slow dancing to records might i add

not much to add about this, but something about him being a Wayne tells me he probably had to learn to slow dance for whatever reason

he'll gladly teach you if you don't know how :))

you guys are usually cuddled up drinking coffee/tea/hot chocolate(pick your preference loves !)

the Gotham rain adds to the ambience of it all

having someone as lad back as you are definitely helps with his whole "gotta prove my wort" mentality as well

if you ever got pets i think you'd have rabbits or maybe a ferret

not cats, don't ask me why i just have a weird headcanon about him being allergic.. so sorry to all my cat allergy havers

completely and utterly in love with the fact you're not out a lot because he likes knowing your safe at home !

playing stardew or animal crossing together to cool off ?

absolutely !

you have a shared island and farm bc he refuses to let you marry any of the characters(SAM I LOVE YOU !!!)

I COULD WRITE SOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH ABOUT HIM WITH A CALM, COZY PARTNER !!! but i want to get this done before the 20th so :((( but happy birthday again to my boyfriend in another universe 😞

[respectthepetty]

Since I decided the best way to make it through Our Skyy 2 with minimal damage is to drink my way through it, welcome to the fourth round of

CockTails in the Skyy!

This week's drink is Purple Pair for these color-coded boys in love:

Absolut vodka because vodka is my least favorite liquor (just like this show), but Absolut since much like this company, I'm gonna support my fellow queers no matter what

cranberry juice for Puen's pink(ish)

curaçao for Talay's blue

lavender syrup and rock candy on the rim for the wild switcheroo between calm and chaos

Last week's preview got me very excited for this installment to see these two be dads, but because I love spoilers, I already know I'm gonna be pissed, so . . . (-_-)

Bottoms up!

TALAY WASN'T THERE FOR PUEN'S BIRTHDAY?! We are starting with violence!

They can't go on this trip because of Puen, but it started with me being upset at Talay. I see we are also sticking to deceit.

During finals, I put a sign on my door of Drake's "Hotline Bling" stating: "Visiting without a prior appointment" vs. "Emailing me" because people be bold just popping in. I relate to Talay in his tent.

Puen started off by wearing fading pink, but now they are both wearing Talay's blue. If they both end wearing pink, I'll be happy.

This is disgustingly cute, but I can't even enjoy this because I know what nonsense is going to happen.

I'm obsessed with IKEA and Buc-ee's, so I will not judge Puen making it rain Lay's on his man. I don't need to understand it. I respect it.

We constantly mentioned how Vice Versa was snagging all the product placements, so The Eclipse could exist, but VV got Lay's money and YAMAHA?! This show was making bank! Because I keep seeing the Gran Turismo trailer, cue Nas x P. Diddy's "Hate Me Now" - You wanna hate me then hate me, what can I do but keep gettin' money

I'm upset! This shit is cute! Yet, it's gonna get fucked up BY LIES!

I don't know why it didn't register during the previews, but they really threw this kid out in the middle of a rainy night to kickstart these shenanigans! In the words of the best gay pirates, "The Fuckery"

Puen not wanting Jigsaw to feel alone because he felt alone all his life would be touching if not for the LIES!

I have been done with this drink since part one, and I'm getting more upset with each passing minute.

I can't wrap my head about Neo. Not even thinking about Kan when he appears on the screen even though I just saw him last week in The Eclipse. This man is going to be the best slutty villain in Only Friends. I feel it!

The Red and Blue have been dating for five years, but one of them is a LIAR *Elle Woods from Legally Blonde throwing Lay's chips at the TV screen*

Now they are switching colors. Jigsaw, look at the Papa who is a color-coded LIAR!

I need TWO Purple Pairs to make it through the second episode. *plays hold music*

Multicolor for multi-lies

I haven't even mentioned us not getting Fuse x Aou. The only side crumbs that are thriving are MarcPawin and they weren't even in a show! Our Skyy 2 is not serving my side pairs agenda at all.

Nivea now?! Dr. Jimmy, the dermatologist, is snatching skincare sponsors like Dr. Mix, the veterinarian, is grabbing pet food ones. "AXE ABOUT ME! I'm a hustla, Imma Imma hustla, homie!" - Jay-Z

Jigsaw wearing blue then red while Talay and Puen switch colors makes me upset because THE LIES, THE LIES, THE LIES!

And now Jigsaw is wearing all the colors while Talay and Peun both wear yellow. I'm livid, y'all.

We were robbed!

We were robbed by this show the same way it's robbing these companies of their money because they got that tea $$$ too (in their shared yellows)

"My house is next to a forest." Bro, what? Talay, for you to have dated a liar for five years, I'd expect you to be better at lying.

This Red and Blue are dating. I'm taking no questions.

AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Two got me fucked up with this bullshit plan!

"It feels like I'm lying to him." Puen, what would lying look like if this isn't it? Just curious. What else have you "not lied" about? Your name, perhaps? staying salty

The Three Stooges: BL Style.

Disciplining kids is rough. Couldn't be me. Could. Not. Be. Me.

Such a sweet moment of Puen telling Talay he can rely on him and tell him anything . . . while he omits the truth.

Puen waking up in blue knowing damn well he done effed up is delightful, but not as great as Tup's (Neo's) walk run! Now, that is the walk of a man who knows he effed up and lost his sister's kid.

Talay can lie! Thank goodness!

Oh shit! He lied since the night before about the discipline?! I didn't think Talay had it in him. Damn. Good for him.

Tane in Our Dining Table and Jigsaw are two of the cutest children who deserve all the stuffed animals and all the hugs.

Such a lovely speech ruined by the undercurrent of lies and singing on the beach.

It didn't end with them in pink. (-_-)

I'm seeing red after this installment because this would have been a solid 9/10 if it weren't for the lie. I'm in my Our Dining Table feels, so seeing two men with a kid would have made this the best Our Skyy 2's episodes so far, yet it fumbled in the final stretch and flipped the tables, which means I have to flip the score.

6/10 CockTails for making me fall in love with a plot that never existed, but still funding the entire Our Skyy 2 series with its product placements.

Now I have to prepare for the singing in a show about singing when for the past four weeks, all I've gotten is singing. Thankfully, Fourth will wear glasses, and Mark will make an appearance.

Side couple, please?

[river-bottom-nightmare]

i want dick grayson to be annoyingly perfect in the smallest of unimportant ways. and i want it to irritate the living hell out of everyone around him

every now and then, jason and dick will go to different chili dog carts around the city, and dick will sit and nod in agreement as jason nitpicks the food, occasionally offering his own two cents. the conversations are tense and if the topic strays from anything except food jason books it, but it’s progress, and dick’s grateful. but he doesn’t understand why jason always growls at him when he’s preparing his chili dogs, chalking it up to jason’s obsessiveness about that food in particular. dick figures he’s probably doing it wrong. until one day, jason bites out a rough question, asks him how he did that. dick’s confused, until jason points out, “you tear open the top of the ketchup packet in a perfect line every time. and you get all of the ketchup out of the packet in one smooth squeeze, and you never get any on your fingers, and i don’t understand how.”

roy was, arguably, a better archer than ollie. green arrow had been birthed from the island, from the trauma of survival. roy, however, had been practicing since he was a kid, and now that he was well into his twenties, he could safely say he was one of the best shots in the world. he could beat all his friends at darts, shoot an apple off wally’s head, and was generally pretty awesome. or, he would be awesome, if only dick fucking grayson would stop making every single shot of anything he threw in a trash can. no matter what he was throwing away, no matter the angle, no matter the wind or rain, as long as the trashcan was in eyesight, anything dick tossed would inevitably end up inside the garbage. sometimes, dick barely even glanced at the damn thing, just took note of it a threw the trash, expecting it to land in the proper place. and it always did. the worst part was, dick didn’t even seem to notice it. he wasn’t actively trying to make every shot. when asked, dick just shrugged and said “we had some pretty good knife throwers in the circus.”

tim’s memories starting out as robin were a whirlwind, a push-pull of bruce’s mistrust, then bruce’s acceptance, of dick’s fear and hesitation, then of dick’s love. he still remembered dick making the two of them hot chocolate in the kitchen after a day of training, tim’s muscles sore and entire body aching but the feeling of pride, because he was good enough to be robin, he knew he was. he hadn’t expected that to happen anytime soon again, given the way their relationship had fractured after tim had left dick’s batman, a terrified fury in his eyes. yet, he���d been proven wrong when, after a particularly rough arkham breakout, alfred asked both dick and tim to stay instead of returning to their own apartments. just because the manor brought back a feeling of warm nostalgia, however, doesn’t mean it kept the nightmares away. he came down to the kitchen and saw dick already up, moving around the stovetop. with a knowing look in his eyes, dick grabbed another mug to make tim some hot chocolate. tim was washed over with a feeling of relief, of acceptance. dick slid the mug towards him and tim took a sip, letting the rich chocolate warm him up from the inside. it was delicious. his little sigh of pleasure must have been audible, but then he remembered something he noticed. “dick. did you use alfred’s recipe for this?” and dick laughed, responded with, “nah. too much work. i just sort of tried to remember what was in hot chocolate, and eyeballed most of the ingredients. i’m glad it turned out good though. no clumps too, that’s good.”

donna didn’t care how old she got, playing in the park with dick never got old. as one of her oldest friends, the two of them could just walk around the park, in companionable silence, just letting themselves relax and enjoy the moment. so, of course, dick would break the silence and ask if she had any earbuds, because it was getting to quiet for him. donna laughed, and reached inside her pocket, fingered past the keys, and grabbed the headphones. the tangled little ball that came out made her sigh, and she pulled on an earbud to loosen it, only managing to make one of the many knots tighter. then, dick took the headphones out of her hands with a here, i got it, and with a few quick tugs, the tangled monstrosity unraveled easy as breathing. then, completely unaffected, he handed her an earbud, putting the other in his own ear. “i’m the one who’s got a lasso,” she said, ignoring dick’s snort and quip about how earbuds and a lasso are two completely different things, donna.

cass hadn’t expected to enjoy such a gentle, graceful form of athletics, but after a few lessons, it had become apparent that ballet could be far from gentle. it pushed her, made her practice and strengthen herself, and she’d fallen in love with the art quickly. however, the most frustrating part of the entire thing had little to do with actually dancing. the school bruce had helped pick out was prestigious, which meant a strict dress code, which meant her hair had to be in a bun. unfortunately, her hair never seemed to want to cooperate. after her latest attempt, falling into a mess of hair at her nape that had so many locks falling out, cass contemplated how mad the teacher would be if she showed up in a ponytail. at that moment, dick peeked into her room, having heard her frustrated noise, and asked if he could do anything to help. cass pointed to the mess of hair, not even remotely contained by the hair tie, and blew a strand out of her face. dick smiled with understanding, then came into her room, grabbing the comb on her bed and standing behind her in front of the mirror. he smoothed her hair with the comb, then pulled it this way and that, twisting and turning and wrapping until, two minutes later, a picture perfect bun sat atop her head. cass blinked with surprise. “first try,” she said, staring up at him, but he just shrugged and said, “it’s not that hard. you want me to drop you off?”

bruce could admit that he rather enjoyed undercover missions. it was an extended game with high stakes, a test of his own acting skills. with makeup changing his face, an expertly made wig, and a demeanor completely different from both brucie wayne and from batman, he swept through the crowd of greasy men, looking for a specific contact. then, he caught sight of someone specific indeed, though they weren’t his contact. eyebrows raised in a what are you doing here? gesture, he slid onto a barstool. from behind the bar, dick offered him a blinding smile, cleaning a glass. he tapped his wrist twice, a clear message. undercover, same as you. then, dick grabbed a couple bottles from underneath a shelf, flipping them in his hand and pouring with grandeur. bruce noticed he hadn’t put any alcohol in his little mixture, only making it seem as if he had. the flashy moves were entertaining, bruce could give him that. dick slid him the drink and bruce took a sip, eyebrows raising in brief surprise. “this is good. bartending?” dick put the bottles and the lemon away, unimpressed. “it’s not like it’s hard. just mixing a couple ingredients. no biggie.” bruce was fairly certain bartending was more difficult than that, but just then, his target came into view. 

steph understood some of the bats’ frustration with dick, she really could. he hadn’t exactly been a welcome and opening batman, that’s for sure. regardless, as the few masks left in gotham had to work together, and she’d gotten to know the man pretty well. and she enjoyed his company as nightwing much more than batman. she dropped onto his balcony in his bludhaven apartment, announcing her presence in that loud-subtle way. dick was nestled in a couple blankets on the couch, going over a couple files, apparently just back from patrol if the small bandage on his neck and bags under his eyes were any indication. nevertheless, he brightened when he saw her and she nodded when he asked if she wanted to spend the night. he moved some of the papers to make room for her on the couch, but she flitted into his bathroom, going through the nail polish bottles she knew he had, and grabbing a shade of red that caught her eye. she tossed him the bottle and put her fingers in his lap, talking aimlessly about a movie she watched with cass. dick seemed to relax amidst her jabbering, and he shook the bottle a couple times before opening it and focusing on her right hand. but as he started, steph paused her rambling and focused on him instead, holding her hands gently and brushing paint onto her nails. he managed to cover her entire nail in three easy strokes, smooth and glossy, not a hint of paint on her skin. the nail was practically perfect. oh god she was jealous. “got a lot of practice with this, grayson?” she asked, and laughed at dick’s mock-offended of course not!

damian wasn’t one for photography, and he could grudgingly admit drake was far better at that particular skill than he was. however, his art class had promised to cover all types of media, and had upheld that pledge. the next two weeks were dedicated to photography, and their final project for the unit had to be a small collection of photographs. animal photography, of course, was damian’s chosen subject, and the knowledge that animal photography was one of the hardest skills to master only had damian wanting to do it more. days later, however, he could admit that it was trickier than expected. how had he never noticed how active his animals were? they never sat still, and every single picture came out blurry. grayson, upon coming across him in the manor grounds, noticed his futile attempts and asked if he could help. damian acquiesced the camera to grayson, who looked through the lens, finding the right angle and background, adjusting the focus settings slightly. then, he let out a sharp whistle and snapped his fingers. in nothing short of a miracle, damian’s pets pasued to look at him, only for a second, and the shutter clicked furiously. damian flipped through the photos, a good many of them clear and wonderful. damian snapped in irritation when dick ruffled his hair and said, “now you try!” it definitely wasn’t as easy as grayson made it look.

babs didn’t really know what she was expecting when she broke up with dick. there was hurt on both ends, and distance for a while, and she had no idea how much she’d miss him. but after a couple months of working together, of remembering that underneath the romantic tangles, their friendship was strong, she’d gotten to the point of dick randomly dropping by her apartment again. the downside was, dick kept randomly dropping by her apartment again. he stole her snacks and messed up her filing system and was so irritating that barbara almost forgot how relieved she was at having one of her best friends back. fortunately, it did come with benefits, because when he was bored, he did some of her chores for her. pausing in the doorway, she smiled at the sight of dick folding her clothes and putting them away. the gesture was platonic now, but no less appreciated. she pushed her wheelchair forward, and in greeting, dick told her how much he wanted to steal all her patterned socks. babs reminded him they wouldn’t fit, and laughed at his pout. dick grabbed one sock off the top of the laundry basket, then dug his hand into the pile of clothes randomly, coming up with the second sock in an instant. folding them together, he repeated the process for each pair. “that...that was fast. you got all of them?” babs asked in confusion. “yes? why, did you expect some to be missing?” was dick’s reply as he shook the wrinkles out of a sweater.

wally was never surprised. he knew dick better than probably most people in the world. he’d gone from frustrated and jealous of dick’s random talents, to admiring and appreciative, to just accepting them as a fact of life. dick’s phone never cracked if he accidentally he dropped it. dick never buttoned up shirts wrong, aligning each button with the right hole perfectly on the first try. dick could plug in usb ports the right way. dick always remembered which light switch was for which room, no matter whose house they were at. dick could pop a cd out of its case without ever smudging the disk, holding it by the rim perfectly. and dick always seemed to know when wally needed a day off, to just visit their old haunts, grab some ice cream, and spend the day talking away on a rooftop. that was just something his best friend could do. and wally would never tell dick, but underneath his fake irritation at it, but he loved him for it.

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[jamespotterthefirst]

Adrenaline Rush

Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Lilac Allende) Word count: 1,400 Warning: None Premise: Another stolen kiss. Set after the Kenmore Heist of Chapter 9

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“Great work today, team,” Baz said with a grin and a mock salute. “Enjoy your night.”

The last words he accentuated by shooting Ethan a significant look. Thankfully, Lilac missed it entirely, too preoccupied with switching seats to the front now that Baz was being dropped off. 

Once alone, they drove in a silence that started off comfortable as Lilac fiddled with the radio. When she couldn’t find a station that pleased her, she switched the audio mode to play CD. The monotonous narration of the latest historical audio book he had been listening to filled the car, which prompted her to scrunch his nose at him. 

Ethan chuckled as she turned it off, feeling his shoulders relax. In the silence, he finally thought back on the excitement of the day. There was a part of him that felt reckless in agreeing to her plan in the first place. There was another part, a more insistent one, that thoroughly liked it. 

His mind swiveled to thoughts of their kiss, more proof that his carefully constructed conviction was crumbling. The memory of her lips on his, her body relaxing into his without hesitation despite the surprise, made him suddenly aware of how close their bodies were in the confined space of the car. 

He could feel her eyes on him and unsurprisingly his body flared with heat. She was thinking about their kiss, too. He knew her well enough to know that with certainty. 

The tension thickened until she could no longer take the silence. He also knew she would attempt to dispel it with characteristic humor. 

“So,” she started, the smirk evident in her voice. “The great Ethan Ramsey kissing in supply closets, huh?” 

“Here we go.” He suppressed a grin of his own, gratified he was correct about her. 

Lilac laughed and he could see her hands raise in a gesture of defeat. “I’m impressed,” she confessed. “Besides we all did it.”

Ethan recalled the first weeks of her intern year, when rumors of her and Bryce Lahela were all the nurses talked about. At the time, he felt mildly annoyed that one of his interns ran around stirring up gossip and speculation, even if it made him a hypocrite. Now, he could begrudgingly admit that chagrin might have been something else entirely. 

“Jealous, Ramsey?” The question was playful and terribly accurate. 

Ethan focused on driving, allowing a grin to break through and shaking his head slowly, concealing nothing. 

He didn't care. He was done hiding from her. 

“You must’ve been so popular,” she teased. “I almost wish I had been there.”

“Hardly,” he said. “I was obsessively focused and not exactly the friendliest or warmest. I mostly kept to myself. That’s hardly attractive.”

 Lilac made a sound between a scoff and a laugh. “You are so clueless about the effect you have on people,” she declared. 

He chanced a glimpse at her when it was safe to look away from the road. At the same time, Lilac glanced up at him, their eyes locking together like magnets. Her smile was too deliberately coy and if Ethan was being honest, it had the intended effect. He felt his pulse accelerate, a palpable energy sizzling between them. Perhaps Ethan wasn't that clueless because he could've sworn that the way she looked back at him, wide eyes dark with something left unsaid, she was flirting with him. 

Eyes back on the road, he decided to play along. 

“Jealous, Allende?”

She let out a breathy sort of laugh, one that could ensnare a man forever. “Honestly? Yes.”

He coughed on his reply. Her delighted laugh filled the car, almost musical in the sound of the traffic that whizzed past them. 

“I'm messing with you,” she admitted, unaware of how true the words were. “I'm sure young Ethan Ramsey was a hit. Those poor interns never stood a chance.” She shrugged, before adding, “Besides, my mother always says, 'Lo que no fue en tu año no te hace daño.'” 

Ethan understood the words and meaning well enough, even if he struggled to formulate a precise translation. It seemed Lilac struggled too for she gave up with a sheepish smile that was entirely too endearing. 

“Wise woman, your mother,” Ethan commented in response. 

The red glare of break lights interrupted any response she may have offered. Ethan stepped on the break.  

“Dammit. I forgot there was construction on Congress Street,” he said, mindful of keeping his eyes ahead. Blindly, he reached for his phone and handed it to her. “Do you mind checking if there's other side streets open we can take?”

Lilac opened her mouth, perhaps to argue she could just look it up in hers. However, something on his screen caught her eye. 

“No lock code?” she asked with something close to jest. Ethan was certain she was cataloging this in her mental arsenal of jokes about his age. 

“There's nothing in there I'm worried about anyone seeing,” he replied, glancing at the rear view mirror. 

Except he was wrong. 

As he said the words, he remembered the picture set as his home screen. It was a photo of the Biscayne Bay in Miami at dusk, taken by him from the balcony of their hotel room in the minutes before they kissed for the first time.  

He was certain she recognized it because she stared at the screen in silence. When he glanced at her, he could see all traces of humor had vanished from her face, eyes examining the picture with recognition.

“This is from Miami,” she said in an oddly small voice. Those eyes he loved so much were fixed on the screen, as though she could not drink in the sight enough.  “When we…”

Lilac did not need to finish the sentence to ignite the memories. That night would be seared into his mind forever, not only because it was commemorated on a screen he glanced at every day, but because it was the first time he dared to hope she would want him just as badly as he wanted her. 

Lilac emitted a soft sigh, so quiet he almost did not catch it.

She was thinking about that night too.

 With a stab of guilt, he realized she must also be inevitably remembering how he’d push her away. He had been so convinced then he knew exactly what was best for her that he never bothered to give her a choice. Ethan had decided for both of them with ruthless and unmoving conviction.

Yet, she was there, right by his side. She had forgiven him when all he did was punish her for his own mistakes. His chest felt tighter with a powerful, all-consuming emotion – one he was too cowardly to admit.

“Ethan?” 

But her words broke off into a startled little cry as Ethan abruptly maneuvered into a different lane. The move inspired the shrill honking of several car horns and even one rude gesture from a driver passing them by. 

“What are you–”

Ethan safely parked the car on the side of the road and turned to face her. Wide eyes looked at him with a mixture of confusion and concern. 

Fueled by the sudden onslaught of emotion and the adrenaline of the day, Ethan caught her face in his hands, leaned in, and kissed her. His fervent lips moved against hers almost as if in anguish, desperately holding her to him as though she might disappear. Although initially surprised, she did not hesitate to respond just as fiercely, her lips submitting to his desperation, her hands resting at the planes of his chest. Her sweet, lush need for him made his heart skip, inspiring his tongue to part her delicate mouth. 

When they pulled apart to catch breath, his hands helplessly held on to her, relishing in her warmth. Lilac studied him curiously, a radiant smile illuminating her already lovely face. In the gold glow of the Boston streetlights, she looked ethereal to Ethan.

“What?” he asked breathlessly when she continued to wordlessly stare at him in wonder.

“You've been... loose lately.”

Ethan raised his eyebrows and she huffed a quiet laugh at that. 

“I meant, you’re loosening up.”

“Is that a bad thing?” Ethan asked, nipping at her bottom lip when he couldn’t resist the sight of it.

“I like it,” she admitted, sounding deliciously dazed from the small, sweeping kisses he brushed against her lips. “It makes you seem...happier.”

It was not a strong enough word for what she made him feel.

________

Author’s Note: Roughly translated, that Spanish saying means something like “if it didn’t happen during your time, it doesn’t hurt you”. I am obsessed with Ethan knowing/understanding Spanish (among other languages).  

Very pointless drabble, I know. But today is a very sad day for my family and I just needed to write to get my mind off things. 

If you made it this far, thank you, as always.

My love and gratitude to every single one of you

_______

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[loreweaver-universe]

LAST EDITED ON 7/24/2020

I’ve been asked to make a list of what games I have streamed and plan to stream, and this is that list!  Please note that while I have many more games on Steam, my computer isn’t really suited to handle streaming games while playing them and I’m trying to avoid it for now.  All games on this list are ones I currently own; if a game isn’t on this list, I may simply not have it, and you’re welcome to bring that up.

COMPLETED STREAM PLAYTHROUGHS

Axiom Verge

AM2R

Crypt of the Necrodancer

Metroid Fusion

Fallout 4 (abandoned)

No Man’s Sky (stopped playing, didn’t complete story, may start over someday)

DOOM 2016

Dead By Daylight

Fire Emblem: Three Houses (Golden Deer route)

The Legend of Zelda: Cadence of Hyrule

Enter the Gungeon

Steven Universe: Save the Light

Tales from the Borderlands

Uncharted: Drake’s Fortune

Resident Evil 2 Remake

Hollow Knight

Fire Emblem: Three Houses (Ashen Wolves route)

Fire Emblem: Three Houses (Black Eagles route)

Nier (abandoned)

DOOM Eternal

Final Fantasy VII Remake

Pokemon Shield

Astral Chain

Final Fantasy VII Classic

The Liar Princess and the Blind Prince 

Dead Cells

Transistor

PAUSED STREAM PLAYTHROUGHS

Fallout: New Vegas

Baba Is You

The Outer Worlds

Alien Isolation

CURRENT AND UPCOMING STREAM PLAYTHROUGHS

Void Bastards

The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

Crosscode

Devil May Cry 5

OTHER GAMES I MAY STREAM

These will be separated by console I own them on but are in no other particular order.

PLAYSTATION 4

Prey (replaying, only finished half the game before)

Bioshock Infinite

Danganronpa

Final Fantasy XV

Horizon Zero Dawn

Resident Evil 0

Rogue Galaxy

The Witcher III

XCOM 2

Batman: the Telltale Series

The Evil Within

Outer Wilds

Final Fantasy VIII (replaying, only finished half the game before)

Final Fantasy IX (replaying)

Final Fantasy X (replaying)

Final Fantasy X-2

Witch and the Hundred Knight

Resident Evil 4 (replaying)

Resident Evil CODE: Veronica X

The Wolf Among Us

Tales of Vesperia

Metro 2033

Kingdom Hearts III

Subnautica

Final Fantasy Type-0

NINTENDO SWITCH

Fire Emblem: Three Houses (Blue Lions route)

Risk of Rain (replaying)

Risk of Rain 2

Secret of Mana

Trials of Mana

Celeste

Carrion

Stardew Valley

Octopath Traveler

Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney Trilogy

PLAYSTATION 3

Dragon Age: Origins

Dragon Age 2

Dragon Age Inquisition

Dark Souls

Skyrim

PLAYSTATION 1

Metal Gear Solid

Silent Hill

Parasite Eve

Dino Crisis

XBOX 360

Final Fantasy XIII (replaying)

FFXIII-2

FFXIII: Lightning Returns

Mass Effect (replaying)

Mass Effect 2 (replaying)

XCOM: Enemy Unknown (replaying)

Lost Odyssey (replaying, only finished half the game before)

Dead Space (replaying)

Dead Space 2 (replaying)

GAMES I WILL NOT BE STREAMING

Persona 5 (streamers can have their accounts suspended for streaming after a certain point in the game; I plan to liveblog the Royal release, as it was kindly provided to me by a fan, but will not be streaming it)

[stanathanxoox]

Bubbly

gif is not mine

@drethanramsey-ismybabe asked Bubbly - Colbie Caillat with Dr Ethan Ramsey

It was karaoke night at Donohue's, you hadn't planned on singing you really hadn't but when you had been working a 14-hour shift on next to no sleep for the previous two days and then added alcohol into the mix there hadn't really been much choice. You get up on the makeshift stage and scroll through the song options before finding exactly the song you were looking for.“Aha!” you say into the microphone. Smiling as the first chords play through the speakers you get ready to sing as your eyes meet the blue pools sitting across the bar at the sipping his drink, you can see the corners of his mouth are turned up in a slight smile. Your eyes never leave his as you sing the song you know from heart, bearing your soul to him.

Will you count me in? I've been awake for a while now You've got me feelin' like a child now 'Cause every time I see your bubbly face I get the tingles in a silly place It starts in my toes, and I crinkle my nose Where ever it goes I always know That you make me smile, please, stay for a while now Just take your time wherever you go 

The rain is fallin' on my windowpane But we are hidin' in a safer place Undercovers stayin' dry and warm You give me feelings that I adore 

It starts in my toes, make me crinkle my nose Wherever it goes I always know That you make me smile, please, stay for a while now Just take your time wherever you go But what am I gonna say? When you make me feel this way I just, mmm And it starts in my toes, makes me crinkle my nose Wherever it goes I always know That you make me smile, please, stay for a while now Just take your time wherever you go I've been asleep for a while now You tucked me in just like a child now 'Cause every time you hold me in your arms I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth It starts in my soul, and I lose all control When you kiss my nose, the feelin' shows 'Cause you make me smile, baby, just take your time now Holdin' me tight Wherever, wherever, wherever you go Wherever, wherever, wherever you go Wherever you go I always know 'Cause you make me smile, even just for a while 

There's a clap from all around as the song fades, but your attention is stuck on Ethan. He gives you a wide smile before he gets to his feet, and walks out. The next thing you know you can feel your cellphone vibrating in your pocket. Pulling it out, you can't help but grin as you see the name Jonah popping up on your screen. It was your code for him so that when your roommates saw your phone they wouldn't suspect anything was happening between you and Ethan. You clamber down from the stage before checking the message he had sent you. That was beautiful, meet you back at my place ASAP it reads you beam at his words before sending back a message of your own 

Thanks babe xx be there soon. You hurry to collect your things and rush out of the bar trying to escape before any of your friends catch you, luckily their all engaged in other things so your escape is clear. You make your way across the street to where your car is parked. However, when you try to get your car to work the damn engine is flat, you try ticking it over once, twice, a third time but nothing seems to happen. Instead of heading back into the bar to talk to the bartender or even one of your friends you call Ethan, he picks up almost instantly 

“Ethan, I need your help” you say and you can hear the concern in his voice “What do you mean Y/N? What's happened?” he asks and you are about to explain about the engine being flat when a sudden explosion erupts from the hood of the car, and your thrown back across the footpath, before hitting your head on the concrete wall, you can hear a murmur from the phone speaker but mostly all you can hear is the ringing in your ears as you lose consciousness.

When you wake, it's to the sound of a heart monitor and the bright lights of the hospital room. You try sitting up, but feel a soft hand on your shoulder stopping you from moving, you begin to panic before you meet the blue eyes of the man you love, they're full of concern and desperation but they show a little bit of relief at seeing you awake. 

“Ethan” you whisper and he leans down placing a kiss on your forehead before he says 

“Shush, it's okay, try not to move sweetheart” you give a small smile at hearing the term of endearment he normally doesn't say outside of the his apartment. “How long have I been here?” you ask and he frowns 

“It's been two days since the explosion, honestly when the doctors showed me the results from your CT scan and MRI, I'm surprised you're actually awake after such a short time” he says and you raise an eyebrow “What do you mean?” you ask and he says 

“I'll let your assigned doctor tell you” he says, and your face falls. But you understand why he's doing this, it's overstepping the boundaries for him to have even have told you this much since you weren't his patient. 

It feels like an eternity before the doctor comes in to discuss the findings with you, he's about to dismiss Ethan but you shake your head and reach out for him “No! Let him stay” you beg, panic setting in, your hand outstretched, waiting for his hand to hold and the doctor raises an eyebrow at you before turning to Ethan “The patient has asked for you to stay” the doctor says and Ethan looks at you, trying to decide on whether or not he should stay or if he should leave, you meet his blue eyes, pleading with him and he sighs before making his way over to your bed and he takes your hand in his before he turns to the doctor who is eyeing the two of you suspiciously before Ethan growls and the doctor begins to explain his findings. The doctor runs the normal tests now that you're awake as well and declares that your stay in the hospital will be a short one if there are no further signs of complications, such as seizure. When the doctor exits the room you look over at Ethan as he watches you digest the news. 

“I'm sorry this happened to you sweetheart” he whispers, sitting next to your bed in the horrible plastic hospital chair. You give his hand a gentle squeeze, 

“I'm just glad your here Ethan. I love you” you whisper and he beams, before he leans over and places a kiss on the back of your hand “I love you too Y/N, so much” he says and you smile.

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[tobiasdrake]

With your tonal language I can’t tell if you are exaggerating or genuinely hating Yakou.

My relationship with Yakou is complicated, in large part because his creator and I have very different sets of values. Yakou is a character designed to be complicated, but to leave you with an ultimately positive feeling towards him. He's a man haunted by his past, but also one with strong enough values and convictions that he can serve as something of a role model nonetheless.

My issue with Yakou is that a lot of the things that are designated as his flaws - his heavy drinking and willingness to murder - are things I don't have a problem with. Meanwhile, the things that are designated as his virtues? Well....

Kazutaka Kodaka is a man with profoundly heteronormative views on gender that come out in his work. He has strong opinions about binary masculinity and femininity, which get expressed in his writing - and his record with trans and non-binary characters is spotty.

With Yakou, this comes out as a sort of inadvertent foot-in-mouth syndrome, where he can become incredibly obnoxious in the moments where he's meant to be likable simply as a consequence of what Kodaka thinks are good values.

Yakou and Desuhiko are the two characters through which Kodaka explores masculinity. Fubuki, Yuma, Kurumi, and Vivia all have genders, but their stories aren't about gender. Halara, meanwhile, has neither a binary gender nor a story about gender. But Yakou and Desuhiko have masculinity itself as a major topic of conversation.

Which. Means. Kodaka, a guy with spotty views on gender, uses these characters to talk about gender. That's. Okay.

Desuhiko is used as a negative portrayal of masculinity. His worst traits are derived from trying too hard to express his masculinity. He's a kid with low self-esteem chafing under the yoke of trying to live up to a cultural standard, to earn respect by Doing The Thing whether he even understands why he's doing it or not.

This leaves him drifting through life constantly exclaiming "HAVE I MENTIONED HOW STRAIGHT AND NORMAL I AM!? OH BOY I SURE DO LOVE WOMEN!" to everyone he meets. He's identified The Womenz as the cure for his insecurity, even though he doesn't actually seem that invested and is honestly surprisingly chaste. He's just performing masculinity, hoping he'll get an A+ grade in Manliness and that maybe that will finally give him value as a person.

For as much as I dunk on Desuhiko, this is a fairly good commentary on what a patriarchal and heteronormative society does to insecure boys.

But then we have Yakou. He offers the counterpoint, as a more positive portrayal of masculinity. But. Like. His central thesis isn't that different from Desuhiko's. He's a romantic at heart who's central thesis is that the true measure of a man is defined by his relationship to a woman.

He's the heteronormative ideal: A man who controls his emotions, loves with all his heart, objectifies women to demonstrate a healthy sexuality but is committed in his heart of hearts to this one woman, who he would give his life for without question. He would be happily married with a white picket fence and 2.5 kids if not for this one asshole who stole his woman from him.

The moments where you're meant to roll your eyes and chuckle at Desuhiko are when he's trying to express masculinity. And the moments where you're meant to like Yakou are, similarly, moments when he's successfully expressing masculinity.

But the values he expresses in those moments? The things that come out of his mouth that are meant to make you appreciate him more? They're things like "Men exist just for women" and "You'd be prettier if you smiled more", confidently asserted in what's supposed to be a touching moment of emotionally connecting with the player character and, by extension, the player.

Most of the time when I'm dunking on Yakou, it's just for fun. He's far from my favorite character but he's harmless, and there are things I do enjoy about him. But the moments Kodaka writes when he's trying to make Yakou look good are the times when I can't fucking stand him at all.

[johannesviii]

Top 10 Personal Favorite Hit Songs from 2009

20 to 21 years old. And so the 2000s end, not with a whimper, but with an explosion of upbeat, great pop songs.

Only one third of these lists left to make!

Disclaimers:

Keep in mind I’m using both the year-end top 100 lists from the US and from France while making these top 10 things. There’s songs in English that charted in my country way higher than they did in their home countries, or even earlier or later, so that might get surprising at times.

Of course there will be stuff in French. We suck. I know. It’s my list. Deal with it.

My musical tastes have always been terrible and I’m not a critic, just a listener and an idiot.

I have sound to color synesthesia which justifies nothing but might explain why I have trouble describing some songs in other terms than visual ones.

First to second and final year of my Master degree in Contemporary History. Also got two summer jobs that year. I was basically only researching and writing my master thesis at this point and trying to survive on a 50€ per month budget to pay for transport, clothes, driving lessons, and food apart from one meal a day. Needless to say, some corners had to be cut and my health wasn’t the best. I was also trying to register to pass some concours d’Etat to be a government worker considering there was 0% chance I’d be able to find a job otherwise with my qualifications and my mother had been trying to find an excuse to throw me out for more than four years at this point. Basically I was broke, stressed out and in panic mode.

Thank god, the music was mostly energetic and upbeat on the radio. I can’t imagine what my mood would have been like if the charts had been as horribly depressed as in 2018 or 2019.

This was also the year when my favorite music reviewer ever, Todd In The Shadows, started to make his first videos, so you might think his lists are going to influence mine, but as it turns out we have very, very different tastes for the most part (I mean come on, the guy hates Depeche Mode), so... not so much. But he helped me discover a lot of songs I would have ignored otherwise, so yeah, godspeed, Todd.

It should be mentioned that the two songs that I wanted to put at the top of this list before looking at the actual year-end lists turned out to be non-elligible and that is extremely frustrating. Obviously, as I mentioned in the previous post, there’s Life In Technicolor II by Coldplay, which has an incredibly fitting name since it’s one of their most colorful songs ever. But I’m not even sure I would have put it at #1 since this was the year of Mika’s second album, and oh my god, We Are Golden was FANTASTIC. It’s my absolute favorite song from the guy, the music video is incredibly fun, and I listened to that shit on a loop as soon as it dropped.

I usually don’t put such large links for non-elligible songs but the fact this isn’t elligible is nothing short of criminal. Check it out if you’ve never heard it.

As for albums from bands I liked... eh. Lacuna Coil dropped Shallow Life, which was not as good as KarmaCode, Pet Shop Boys dropped Yes which wasn’t nearly as good as Fundamental, Depeche Mode dropped Sounds of the Universe which was DEFINITELY not as good as Playing the Angel (I liked Wrong, though. But it’s not elligible), Eminem released Relapse which was joyless and pretty bad and he was kinda dead to me at that point (even if it wasn’t as terrible as Encore AND he had that song with Drake that was very good), Placebo released Battle for the Sun which was pretty great but still not as good as their previous two albums, Paradise Lost had Faith Divides Us Faith Unites Us and basically same thing there, and Indochine had La République des Météors which is imho their worst record in the past twenty years, by far.

Long story short, every single one of the bands and artists I loved who released an album that year let me down (except Placebo, maybe).

And then VNV Nation released Of Faith, Power And Glory, I listened to it, and suddenly I had a new favorite band, and everything was good and beautiful in the world again. Album of the year for me, hands down.

With that out of the way, a few honorable mentio-HOLY SHIT HOW MANY OF THESE ARE THERE, WTF

Replay (Iyaz) - A perfectly good and innocent little earworm.

Run This Town (Rihanna) - I don’t like the original very much (Kanye’s verse is atrocious) but I've had a mashup of it with Bach’s Tocatta & Fugue in D minor (yes you read that right) on my mp3 player for years now, so this has to count. The mashup is called Run This Town In D Minor. It’s one of my favorite mashups ever. I even made fanart of it once! Look it up if you can, the original video has apparently disappeared.

Circus (Britney Spears) - You know it’s a good year for pop when even Britney Spears makes music I like.

Magnificent (U2) - Wait, even U2 was making decent music? I had zero use for them since at that point Linkin Park had more or less taken over their ecological-musical niche of “mainstream epic-sounding pop-rock music with tortured vocals and Emotions(tm)” but that one was still kinda nice.

Même Pas Fatigué (Magic System & Khaled) - I’ve said that before and I’ll say it again but they always bring a smile to my face and I don’t get why it’s ‘cool’ to hate their songs in my country. Yeah, they often sound the same, but I’d listen to ten similar-sounding Magic System songs in a heartbeat whereas you’d have to pay me to listen to ten similar-sounding Nickelback songs.

Day n Nite (Kid Cudi) - This had a tendency to get stuck in my head, but not at all in an unpleasant way.

21 Guns (Green Day) - Much better than I remembered.

When Love Takes Over (David Guetta), Stereo Love (Edward Maya ft Vika Jigulina), Evacuate the Dancefloor (Cascada) - That year was full of catchy, stupid, energetic songs, wasn’t it?

Greenlight (John Legend) - If I had better taste, this would be on the list. Alas, you’re reading the top 10s of someone who once put Blue (Eiffel 65) in a #1 spot, so yeah.

In Your Hands (Charlie Winston) - Same thing, basically.

Like a Hobo (Charlie Winston) - “Like a hobo from a broken home, nothing’s gonna stop me”, said this very useful song. Now is a good time to remind you that my nickname at the public university was The Hobo. So yeah. I liked this song a lot and I still do.

Forever (Drake) - Drake and Eminem are both amazing on this track. Unfortunately there’s also Kanye West and Lil Wayne on it. But. Like. “I'm Hannibal Lecter so just in case you're thinking of saving face / You ain't gonna have no face to save”. Dude. Duuuuuude.

You Found Me & Never Say Never (The Fray) - Did I mention I really, really liked this band. I think I did. Several times.

Paparazzi & Love Game (Lady Gaga) - Would both have had a chance to land on the list without the incredible amount of great, catchy tunes that year had to offer.

C’est Dans l’Air (Mylène Farmer) - Mylène Farmer had THREE singles on the French year-end list and this is the ONLY one I like. Good electro, mediocre verses but a great chorus (and a weird and kind of hilarious music video). Basically a song saying we’re all going to die and she can only sing about it. It’s strange, it’s a bit dark in a fun way, but it’s sadly not enough to land on the list, and it was the last cut from it.

Phew. Making this list was like a Hunger Games of catchy, upbeat, stupid songs to find which one was the best. It’s not #1 but I’m still shocked I had to put it so high.

But first, the runner ups.

10 - Fire Burning (Sean Kingston)

US: #33 / FR: Not on the list

Yes, ALL these honorable mentions were kicked out to give the last spot on the list to this guy and a chorus that goes “somebody call 911, shawty fire burning on the dance floor, WOAH!”.

The fact that I don’t feel bad about it means this was the right pick for that spot.

9 - Rain (Mika)

US: Not on the list / FR: #22

Anybody else thinks Mika looks like the Fourth Doctor on this screenshot from the music video or is it just me?

Anyway. So yeah, as I said, We Are Golden would have topped this list if it had been elligible. Sadly, it isn’t, but Rain is. I don’t like it nearly as much as We Are Golden, but what can I say. It’s still Mika. I’ll take whatever I can.

8 - I Gotta Feeling (Black Eyed Peas)

US: #4 / FR: #17

I lost about 80% of the respect I had for this song the day I realised its untouchable, marvellous beat was very probably stolen from Take a Dive. I still love it though. Had a few actual parties in 2010 and early 2011 and this was garanteed to make everyone dance, even people like me who don’t know how to dance.

And then the dancefloor died instantly anytime anyone tried to put Boom Boom Pow on because it’s impossible to dance on that one. But that’s another story.

7 - Poker Face (Lady Gaga)

US: #2 / FR: #5

Needless to say this was absolutely everywhere and overplayed to death and beyond, and the fact I still wanted to listen to it and put it on my playlists really tells you how good I thought it was (and still is).

6 - Ça m’énerve (Helmut Fritz)

US: Not on the list / FR: #1 (...yes.)

This is a novelty song with a singer pretending to have a thick German accent, complaining about various things in France, like the fact he doesn’t fit the dress code for a club, that he wanted to buy a sweater with “Rock” written on it but it’s out of stock, that some girls can fit in a size 34 blue jean and not him, that there’s a queue of people trying to buy macarons at the Ladurée shop, and so on. And every time he concludes “that gets on my nerves”, said in a very flat tone. Here’s a translation.

It was overplayed as f█ck here. Think Despacito levels of overplay. But the beat is great and it’s still hysterical after having heard it about a hundred times that year.

Fun fact, while I was making this list and relistening to this song, my s.o said “haha that sounds great! What is it?” and I stared at him in disbelief. Somehow, he was completely serious. That’s like someone escaping the Great Macarena Onslaught Of 1996. What happened. How.

5 - Waking Up In Vegas (Katy Perry)

US: #36 / FR: Not on the list

Again, I must remind you that my s.o is a Katy Perry fan and that I’ve heard this song even more than the average radio listener did at the time, and it’s STILL #5 on this list. What can I say. It’s a ton of fun and one of my favorite songs from her.

4 - New Divide (Linkin Park)

US: #61 / FR: Not on the list

Is this their best song? Not by a f█cking mile. I thought it would be much lower when I started to make this specific list, but what can I say. Linkin Park is like that one old friend that you kept no contact with for years, and once you meet them again, it’s like they never left. Who cares if that wasn’t nearly as good as Numb or In the End? Not me, that’s for sure.

Also, “In every loss in every lie / In every truth that you deny / And each regret and each goodbye / Was a mistake too great to hide / And your voice was all I heard / That I get what I deserve”. Holy shit, dude.

3 - Good Girls Go Bad (Cobra Starship)

US: #43 / FR: Not on the list

BEHOLD. THE ONLY SURVIVOR OF THE 2009 ‘CATCHY UPBEAT STUPID SONGS’ HUNGER GAMES. THE CATCHIEST, UPBEAT-IEST, STUPIDEST OF THEM ALL. HERE IT IS AT LAST.

The thing I love about this is that it’s a song made by nerds for nerds and that the singer looks and sounds completely non-threatening. As Todd said in his own list back in the day, “that guy couldn’t make good MILK go bad” and that’s what’s so endearing about the song, I think.

Also yes, this is, in fact, placed above Linkin Park.

2 - Use Somebody (Kings of Leon)

US: #14 / FR: Not on the list

This was my #1 at first. I LOVED it. I even bought the album, even though, as you know, my funds were very low that year. That music is soaring. It’s majestic. Well, the lyrics aren’t that majestic and soaring, it’s about loving someone and trying to catch their attention, but the rest? Damn this is intense. It was also elligible for the 2010 list, by the way, where I ALSO wondered if it should be #1, but in both cases, it wasn’t meant to be.

And so this list of 2009 hit songs comes to a close.

It began with the forging of the Great 2009 Upbeat Songs. Three were given to the Punk Rock hits. Seven to the Dance Tracks. And nine, nine songs were gifted to the Radio Friendly Pop Songs, which above all else desired power.

But they were all deceived, for another song was made. Deep in the forgotten land of Synth Pop, in his Parents’ Basement, the Dark Lord Adam Young forged a master song, and into this song he poured his joy, his talent and his will to dominate all charts.

One song to rule them all.

1 - Fireflies (Owl City)

US: #60 / FR: Not on the list (76 the next year)

I know. It’s a meme nowadays. But still. Have you any idea how satisfying a song with an initial beat that looks like small pulsing yellow and blue lights in the dark ACTUALLY titled “Fireflies” is? How gentle it all sounds and looks, even when the music soars? The number of drawings and paintings I made just based on the colors of THAT song? It’s like a synth pop version of one of my favorite Mike Oldfield tunes ever, Weightless.

And then, on top of all the rest, how relatable was that guy’s body language and general attitude?? Before even knowing he was on the spectrum I was like “oh BIG mood.”

Also following his twitter was one of the best decisions I ever made.

So yeah. I would have loved to put Coldplay or Mika in that #1 spot, but I’m not too mad about it thanks to this wonderful little song and its author. Such a shame Deer in the Headlights and Alligator Sky aren’t elligible for the 2011 list.

Next up: Johannes finally moves out and finds a great job and starts living a little, plus here’s a #1 that will be difficult to justify

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[lgbtqiahistoricalromance]

Most Anticipated LGBTQIA+ Historical Romance Novels for 2019

Any Old Diamonds by KJ Charles

- In which we stick it to a duke. Any Old Diamonds is set in the late Victorian era and inspired by a number of things: a real historical crime (not telling you which, that would be a giveaway), the popular theatre of the time (hence the music-hall title), and my urge to find out what happened to some characters in my Sins of the Cities series, set twenty years earlier. I loved writing this one; I hope you enjoy a more-sociopathic-than usual hero.

How to Talk to Nice English Girls by Gretchen Evans (February 14 - @carnationbooks )(f/f)

- n the aftermath of The Great War, everything is changing. But not for Marian Fielding.Marian’s life is quiet and predictable in the solitude of the English countryside, where she plans to remain and care for her parents.But Marian’s world is turned upside down when she meets brash, confident Katherine Fuller. Katherine arrives at the Fieldings’ estate for the wedding of Marian’s sister and immediately shakes things up. Instead of keeping an eye on the ill-mannered American girl and keeping her out of trouble, Marian finds herself magnetically drawn to Katherine’s vivacious nature, and they are swept into a whirlwind romance that will change both of their lives.But will Katherine’s unconventional behavior ruin their chance at happiness? Can Marian leave her old life behind? Will two women from different worlds find a way to be together against all odds and expectations?

Royal Court (A Royal Romance Book Three) by Jenny Frame (January 14 - Bold Stroke Books)

- Captain Quincy is a steady and reliable Royal Marines officer, decorated for gallantry after a mission that nearly killed her and the men under her command. At a crossroads in her career, Quincy reluctantly accepts when her old comrade, Queen Georgina, asks her to join the Royal Protection Command as the Queen Consort’s new protection officer. Holly Weaver, Royal Dresser and self-confessed man-eater, starts to question her sexuality when she has a girl-crush on famous actor, Story St. John and, then, polo player and friend of George’s, Captain Quincy. The good-looking captain’s emotionless personality is the opposite of Holly’s exuberant lust for life. When a threat to the Queen Consort emerges, Quincy and Holly clash over the best way to protect her. As the fiery passion they can’t deny begins to melt Quincy’s heart, Holly must decide how much of her own she is willing to risk.

The Replacement Husband by Eliot Grayson  (January 4 - Smoking Teacup Books)

-  Goddess-blessed Owen Honeyfield is destined to enjoy perfect good fortune. The arrival of handsome and eligible Tom Drake in his country town appears to be the latest manifestation, and Tom’s whirlwind proposal is the fulfillment of Owen’s desires. When his betrothal takes a disastrous turn, Owen is left heartbroken and at the mercy of Arthur, Tom’s disapproving elder brother. His reputation ruined and his bright future shattered, Owen must choose between loneliness and a marriage of convenience, with love no longer in reach. Arthur Drake has always taken responsibility for Tom’s scandalous behavior, but this time is worse — it isn’t just the family name at stake, but his own happiness. When Tom’s impulsive selfishness threatens to ruin the lives of everyone involved, Arthur has only one honorable choice. He’ll need to repair the damage Tom has done and fight for his chance at love, knowing all the while he may never be able to take Tom’s place in Owen’s heart.

Deosil (Whyborne & Griffin series) by Jordan L Hawk (Second half of 2019)

Hexhunter (Hexworld series) by Jordan L Hawk (February)

- Finally, Isaac and Bill’s story in this wonderful series. Watching them work around each other, and hoping they would have an installment, has been one of my major reading wants for awhile now. 

A Place for Wolves by Kosoko Jackson (April 2 - Sourcefire Books) 

- Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe meets Code Name Verity in this heartbreaking and poignant historical thriller. (YA!!)

James Mills isn’t sure he can forgive his parents for dragging him away from his life, not to mention his best friend and sister, Anna. He’s never felt so alone.Enter Tomas. Falling for Tomas is unexpected, but sometimes the best things in life are.Then their world splits apart. A war that has been brewing finally bursts forward, filled with violence, pain, and cruelty. James and Tomas can only rely on each other as they decide how far they are willing to go—and who they are willing to become—in order to make it back to their families.

The Seventh of December by Garrick Jones (January 14 - Manifold Press)

- Even in wartime, London can still be glamorous, but for Tommy and his handsome American a secret mission for a Royal Duke puts life, love, freedom and the future of the world in desperate danger…

As bombs rain down over London during the Blitz, Major Tommy Haupner negotiates the rubble-filled streets of Bloomsbury on his way to perform at a socialite party. The explosive event of the evening is not his virtuosic violin playing, but the ‘almost-blond’ American who not only insults him, but then steals his heart.

The Seventh of December follows a few months in the lives of two Intelligence agents in the early part of World War Two. Set against the backdrop of war-torn occupied Europe, Tommy and his American lover, Henry Reiter, forge a committed relationship that is intertwined with intrigues that threaten the integrity of the British Royal Family and the stability of a Nation at war. Neither bombs nor bullets manage to break the bond that these men form in their struggle against Nazism and the powers of evil.

Diplomatic Relations (Si Regency series) by JL Langley (February 19 - Dreamspinner Press)

- Opposites don’t just attract… they sizzle.A lusty special forces soldier who lives by his own set of rules, Dalton Fairfax decided long ago to stop wishing for his father’s love, and he found his calling. Now that he’s back home and between assignments, he finds himself at loose ends. When the opportunity arises to play bodyguard and help out his country, Dalton jumps at the chance. Not only does it keep him busy, but it just so happens that his charge is the man he saw on leave last month and hasn’t been able to get out of his head.Heir to a dukedom and a conservative politician, Blaise Thompson strives to prove himself worthy of carrying on the family legacy as the next IN Councilman. However, his closest competitor keeps getting in the way and taking credit for Blaise’s ideas. Maintaining his stellar reputation isn’t easy to do while keeping his outrageous younger brother in line and foiling his rival’s personal attacks. He has no time for a guard and even less time for romance.When a priceless antique goes missing, Blaise and Dalton discover that Regelance has larger problems than just IN plots. Now the only way to stop a scandal that threatens both of them is to compromise, and they are forced to confront the risk of losing everything… even each other.

Slay Ride by Josh Lanyon (February)

- 1943 Montana. Wounded in the Pacific, Police Chief Robert Garrett was hoping for a little much needed Peace on Earth, but finds himself chasing after a “fiendish” killer on Christmas Day–aided by eager young reporter Jamie Jameson.

Nomad’s Dreams by August Li (January 29 - Dreamspinner Press)

- Two men, each with a hidden destiny. Can they defeat a web of deceit and dark magic to ensure their fates intertwine?Bedouin Isra al-Grayjaab’s dreams lead him to Janan, an amnesiac beggar on the street of Qena—one who steals his heart and starts him on a seemingly hopeless quest. With only their wits, Isra’s knowledge of the desert’s secrets, and the aid of a mercurial djinn, they must recover Janan’s past. But neither can predict his true identity or the lengths others will go to see that his mind remains broken and his true power out of his reach.In a sweeping romantic adventure that takes them across the Eastern Desert to the modern streets of Cairo and on to the luxurious Red Sea Coast, Janan and Isra seek a truth that will either bring them into each other’s arms or tear them apart forever.

An Impossible Distance to Fall by Miriam McNamara (June 4 - Sky Pony)(YA!)(f/f)

- When the stock market crashed in 1929, it took Birdie’s whole life with it. A year later, she’s still struggling with the collapse of her father’s bank and his subsequent disappearance, and she’s determined to find him. She finally gets a clue when she sees a picture of the Jenny biplane that vanished with him on a leaflet advertising a barnstorming circus. She heads to Coney Island to get some answers, and promptly falls in love with the majestic spectacle of it all, from stuntmen to lady pilots, and especially with pilot June. When signs point to her father having moved on to Chicago, Birdie decides to hitch a ride with the circus. But while the circus folk might be the best thing that’s ever happened to her, a privileged girl who doesn’t understand how things work in the real world might be the worst thing that’s ever happened to them.

Moonwitch by MJ Willow (January 30 - @lessthanthreepress )

_ When several soldiers are attacked by wolves in the Duchy of Kamare, Prince Athanes travels north to solve the mystery. But the more he learns of the attacks, the more he realizes there is far more at play than hungry, desperate animals looking for food. He finds an unexpected ally in Faelan, a local hunter, but even he seems to have his own secret agenda…

A Shimmer In The Night (Dark Is The Night 2.5) by Kelley York and Rowan Altwood (January 1 - x-potion designs)

- Benjamin Prichard has spent much of his life feeling like an outsider. Growing up, his odd behaviour and visions of ghosts left him isolated, not to mention being the child of an immigrant mother and an absent father. Benjamin walks the line between not being Chinese enough for one community, and not English enough for the other. Whisperwood School for Boys changes everything. More specifically, Preston Alexander does. Drawn into a close circle of friends for the first time, Benjamin finally feels as though he’s found somewhere he belongs. But life is never simple; his feelings for Preston are hardly platonic, and Benjamin doesn’t need one more reason to stand out—which means the option of pursuing those feelings is off the table. But after graduation, when tragedy flips his world upside-down, Benjamin will need to decide which path he wants to chase: the one his mother always wanted for him, or the one that follows the boy he loves.  

Ones to Watch (Up and coming authors I follow on Twitter that are winning awards in their own regions, some published, but I would like to see more of their work!)

Isabelle Adler - working on an arranged marriage, fantasy plot to be published by Nine Star Press - Frost?

Tamara Allen - has published some lovely works, and now that she has recently released something new, I’m hoping she has something else for us in 2019

Cristina Bruni - published the charming Hearts at Sea from JMS Books, and I like her work with the sweet plot line

Blake Ferre - working on a series based in Revolutionary France - The Scarlet Crest - The King’s Secret 

Drew Marvin Frayne - his The Bibliophile novel was one that should have been on my Best of 2018 list, but I wasn’t able to read it in time - a sweet May/December with a western them, but it also tackled the subject of US government’s mistreatment of Native Americans and the consequences it caused

Jude Lucens - author of Behind These Doors, one of absolute favorite novels of 2018, and indeed many years before it - must see a second full novel in the series

Aleksandr Voinov - writes so many beautiful stories, but hoping for a new historical this year; his talent shines with the details

Lee Welch - received a lot of acclaim for Salt Magic, Skin Magic, and though I am not a rabid reader of fantasy, I want more…

[thisislakewood]

                     A haze of smoke & tension filled the air…

The nature of the old school ideals meeting the presence of reality, with the customer of bodies all around, thriving in the room. Some ran, some danced—some were utterly wasted, but this—this night was a good night for Lakewood. Better than some they had seen, as coils of groupings found themselves in their titular corners. The Stones, amassed as they were, huddled, after the gregarious fist-fight between the Stone sisters and those who dared tempt their fury. But that wasn’t the only fight…

Tension filled the haze of night, the thrills were cheap, the alcohol expensive, but the tastes and undermining anger that resonated through them all? Well, that was priceless. As war struck Lakewood on a daily basis, it was now conjoined, packed like sardines in a tin-can.

Octavia Monraue should’ve really prepared to what she offered Lakewood.

Disruptions and loud voices broke from the centre of the bar, as commotion caught the attention of most who stood within the general area. Shoving, pushing, the threatened words condemning enemies of crossing lines they ought not too—and many could’ve seen it coming.

What happens when you put the Castro & Stone Cartel in the same room? Catastrophe.

It was only obvious who was at the source of the commotion, as the one of the Soldier’s for the Castro cartel raised his hand high. Did you see it? That thing he gripped, as the trigger was pulled, intentions so venomous, it was like they’d all been an enemy, friend and foe who stood around. The bullet felt almost delayed, as it sprung to the sky, its intention causing a ripple effect.

It was a shame Octavia’s artistic sights came shattering to the ground, as gravity gripped her claws within every shard, tugging forcefully into her grasp. Glass, as it were, rained down from the heavens, cutting everyone in sight.

Out from the shadows, Eli Drake plucked his cellphone from inside his jacket, as he punched in the universal code for help.

“Yes, 911? I’d like to report an incident at the Black Rabbit.”

                                                       ~~~~~

Please note: for those who have plots OUTSIDE of the main area of the bar cannot participate in this plot drop, due to the nature of their own predisposed plots. People outside of the bar can hear the commotion and walk in after the fact, and or not be present if they’ve played out their plot drop.

For those inside, those who want to be severely hurt, please message & confirm with the admins BEFORE following through with the plot, as we’d like to avoid every citizen ending up at Lakewood Memorial. Otherwise assume your character has cuts and scrapes in the commotion.

And please feel free to continue your current threads, but make sure to tag them with pre plot drop 1!

[fantasyizlife]

My Savagez part 6

Word count: 5K

Warnings: fluff angst  18 and older type of vibe

I woke up the next morning and I hurt everywhere, the good kind of hurt. I stretched my limbs feeling new in my skin. I had a smile that wouldn’t quit. I rolled onto my back and realized I was alone in the bed. I could hear them outside laughing and talking and it made my heart swell, we all were happy! I needed this moment to myself, to let this new me take over. I closed my eyes remembering the flashbacks of last night, I bit my lip and quickly released it. Ouch, they were swollen. I traced down my tummy as it growled and gently pressed my sex. Double ouch! I squeezed my legs together and smiled bigger. I grabbed the pillow and squealed into it to muffle my giddy girly self. My  arms and legs flailed as I couldn’t contain my laughter. I was so..almost complete? I frowned at the thought as I sat up thinking of how Harrison had only gave us privacy to work out the issue Tom threw in our path. Did he know it just naturally carried out the way it did? Or was he feeling like I picked Tom over him to change me forever? I covered my face remembering how loud Tom and I were. Mostly me..here I was over thinking things again! I touched the right side of our bed and I remembered him coming in not too long after we had finished. He must have been outside the entire time, hearing us, waiting to come to back. I closed my eyes remembering him kissing my skin and calling me angel. I sighed as my mood lifted back up and my smiled returned. I loved when he called me that, it melted my soul to him. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I looked my new body over and blushed again at how much different I felt now and how different I felt in both of their arms. Harrison treasured me and let things just happen naturally. Tom owned me in a protective instinctive way and controlled as much as he could around us. They were who they were..my savagez!

I got dressed and tried my best to cover up the love marks that Tom left on both sides of my neck. The light bruises my hips would fade soon, same as the teeth marks under my left breast. I strolled to the door with my phone snapping pictures of them eating breakfast and laughing. How did I get so lucky? Tom raised his eyes to me first. “Sneaking pictures of us?” he asked as I strolled over to them. Haz smiled gently at me then looking at Tom “At least your awake for these” my mouth fell open as I realized he knew I snuck a picture of him “How?” I asked blushing. He winked at me and laughed at my expression. “Don’t worry angel, I took one of Tommy sleeping for you as well, it’s only fair to me” he said patting the seat next to him. That earned him a look from both of us. Tom snatched my phone from my hands and punched in my code. “How do you know my code, I’ve used it once since I’ve been here?” I asked wide eyed. “Background check confirmed your mums date of birth” Tom said nonchalantly as he shook his head at the pictures and kept going until Haz snatched it back handing it to me. I looked down at a sleeping Tom with me asleep peacefully at his side. I slid it over again expecting to see Haz sleeping next, but instead it was us two sleeping and Haz with a shit eating grin, next a naked me with a naked Tom hovering between my legs as I held his face.

It was moments before Tom made love to me. I ran my finger over it amazed at the memory it held. “Your welcome angel” he said kissing my face and I closed my phone realizing he was looking at it with me. “Mate, she might be grateful but I’m thinking your creepy taking pictures of us from the windows like papzz do famous people” Tom laughed loudly until he seen I was staring into space, overthinking again. “I’m sorry, I seen it as a moment for you, I was trying to help you anyway I could angel” Haz said low as we sat quiet. “It’s actually sweet and I’m grateful Harrison James” I said before I looked at him. “I’m just sorry you stayed away so long, I wanted you just as much” I sighed heavy as my tummy growled breaking the mood. Tom got up to make me a plate as Haz kissed me softly.”Don’t worry, we have plenty of firsts and forever to get to them angel”  

We spent the next few days just getting the feel for one another, how to work around each other and with each other. Tom has to sleep closest to the door no matter left or right and he has to face the entrance if we went to the resort to eat, he was always on alert. Haz wasn’t too different in the sense of sleeping or eating, they said it was the way of a soldier. Never turn your back on what you can’t see coming. But Haz was a cuddle bug and Tom preferred to do the embracing. Haz liked hot showers and Tom was like me, cold with a touch of warm. Tom liked sports cars, Haz preferred crotch rockets. We learned our likes and dislikes. Our hobbies, movie preferences, favorite food, colors, passions, places we've been and where we wanted to go. I surprised them both when I told them I taught dance lessons at a shelter for teen runaways and kids in between foster homes. They looked at me like they didn’t believe me.

“What that didn’t show on your background check?” I laughed at Tom who looked the most surprised. “Actually no, but I guess it wouldn’t if you were doing it for free” he said kissing my hand “I’ll make sure you open a new one up at home, perhaps you can open it as a business vs a shelter, it don’t sound safe” he said laying his curly brown head in my lap. Haz did the same but looked up at me smiling with more of an understanding but still making a joke “Yeah and after hours you can dance for me while I make it rain” he said goofy wiggling his eyebrows up and down as I ran my fingers slowly through both of their heads of hair “I’m well rewarded for how I already do things” I sighed thinking of all the kids I’ve met over the years. All the smiles and hugs I earned! “Trust me it’s not easy to get broken kids to smile let a lone dance in a shelter, where no kid should have to be, but so many are. All different ages and backgrounds. It’s never easy with them but I’m persistent because once they do try it and learn some steps, those small moments of happiness can block out the heartache that brought them to the shelter. I always start off with something easy like the cupid shuffle and as I get a line or two going more and more make their way in. That usually ends up into requests to learn a hot new dance out like the “KiKi challenge” to “In my feelings” by Drake. And that turns into something for the kids to look forward to and hope for another day. It also helps me knowing I could help make a difference in their day, same as my mom. If I put up a fancy building noone who I want to help would come, think about it, think about all the lost kids I can help just be kids even if it’s for a few moments in a day, a few days a week” Harrison buried his red face and hid his emotions in my tummy. Tom sat up on his elbow with a look of admiration. “Wow, your amazing y/n, I’ll never be able to tell you enough tiny dancer” he kissed my thigh and layed back down in thought. ”I learned to dance as a teenager, both hip hop and ballet. I’d like to do that again, reminds me of before life changed, when life was fun” I felt my belly do that flip flop thing picturing Tom dancing to the music I do. “What about you Haz?” I asked soft wondering why he hid from me. “You’ll just have to show me, I have two left feet, please just drop it y/n” he laughed yet still covered his face.”I’d love to show you Hazzy, it’s my way of expressing my feelings and make others feel. It’s never been sexual, but it’s helped me with confidence in myself. I learned so much from watching my mother. It’s just who I am, I’m the artist of sorts, it’s my outlet to let go and just be, just be me” I smiled lifting his face to look at me. I wanted to know where his mind was, he looked a little sad and hopeful at the same time. His eyes told a story. I’d find out another day.  

There was nothing to debate when it came to where we were headed after this. I was going to live with them on the coast of the Pacific Palisades in Los Angeles or in London where they stayed often, it was agreed without words, where they went, I went. We honestly didn’t have a weird or awkward moment. And for the remainder of our stay we didn’t get sexual. I was thankful because my kitty needed a rest. I think they both picked up on that when I wouldn't even ride a jet ski solo and opted to lay out while they played. The week flew by! Toms brother’s Harry and Sam would be here tomorrow midday with the Yacht Tom called for moments after out faithful collision. I was nervous to meet them but a quick face time chat let me see that all four of them were closer than ever. I wanted to give my savagez something to remember this place by so I went to the other side of the island where there were unique items for sale. I had us t-shirts made that said Savagez. I found a necklace for Harrison that was the shape of an angel wing and engraved on the back it read “For he will command his angels to guard you in all your ways” Toms necklace was harder to find but it was perfect. I found him a Miansai Dove Pendant with St Christopher to protect him and bring him peace when he’s away from me. **(side note, since they actually wear these now we can thank ourselves for the gift) :) **

As I returned to our bungalow I could make out the large sleek black yacht in the distance. I walked to the edge of the railing to get a better look with my bulging eyes “Holy shit!” I yelled to Tom below me as he was talking to two younger men, I assumed his brothers. They were loading our bags into a smaller boat that matched the yacht. “Wow, usually I’d say men make up for what they lack in the bedroom with their big toys but I can’t crack that joke with either of you” I said as Harrison laughed from behind me as I stared at it feeling awestruck. He wrapped his arms around me and I rested my head against him. “It’s beautiful isn’t it y/n?” he said soft as he swayed me in his arms. “Absolutely but it’s a bit much for a boat, why not just rest on that thing verse ever coming here, it’s like your own personal island?” I said giggling at it all. “Well angel, that place right there is more of our home and hub all in one, It’s why we named her “Home”. All four, now five of us will be on that beauty more than we’ll care to be. It has everything you need and more. Our own theater, indoor pool, complete with a waterfall. It even has a helipad to land the chopper on. We each have a side of the yacht to ourselves, believe me you’ll understand once your cooped up long enough with us” I turned in his arms “If you each have a side where will I stay?” I pouted playfully and he held my face “Lets see, Harry has the port side, Sam has the starboard side, Tom has the bow and I have the stern..humm, you’ll just have to make due on that speedboat down there. It has its own personal space inside.” I smacked his hands away as he laughed at my not amused face. “I’ll just stay here then” I teased pushing him gently away “Noway love, I’ll never let you go, your stuck with me forever” his sky blue eyes pierced mine and I felt myself falling more for him “Forever sounds perfect” We snapped a picture of us kissing as Tom walked up with Harry and Sam. They looked like Tom in little ways but not each other. Tom handed my phone to Harry and told him to take our picture. They both looked confused as Tom and Haz kissed each cheek. I looked at Tom in horror as I realized they knew nothing about me and him or Haz and myself or all three of us. “Don't worry guys, we have lots to talk about at dinner tonight!” Tom laughed kissing my hand as he pulled me behind him. They both shrugged their shoulders and begged to stay on land a little longer. Haz winked at me letting me know he meant what he said about not always loving that yacht. We took a few more pictures for memories and walked to the resort for our fill in dinner!

Harry and Sam were easy going and sweet. They weren’t like my savagez. They were apart of the team but behind the scenes as Tom explained.Harry spoke first “ I’m strategic intelligence, I’m the cool one who researches, analyzes and assess any missions Tom and Haz might be assigned or choose to accept. I’m usually the first one to scout the area and get a feel for the situation. I like adventurous dangers” he winked at me “ Thus, earning his nickname Johnny from Hotel Transylvania” Haz threw his bread at him and he caught it in mid air as they cracked up. I felt uneasy as Sam looked at Tom silently questioning him “Sam is operational and tactical intelligence y/n, he focuses on keeping us safe while on a mission and if things got heavy he is the man who gets us reinforcements and out of shity situations. Even if it means dealing with the politics of it all, it’s why he has a pretty face” Tom said with slight annoyance at his brothers silence. Sam leaned forward looking at Tom, Haz and then to me. Haz held my hand under the table and gave it a squeeze. “Your sure about telling all this to a woman you met less than a week ago?” he stared in his eyes as Tom drummed his fingers on the table trying to stay calm. “Have you ever known me to fuck up and make a careless mistake that would cost us our lives and lose more of the only family we have left brother?” Tom said raising his eyebrows and sitting back against the chair hard, waiting to be challenged more. Sam didn’t back down “Not at all Thomas, but you or Haz also never let a woman in your heart have you?” Sam said with all fairness. Tom clenched his jaw sitting back up quickly. SHIT! Harry cut them off “Like I said SAM, I’m the cool one does research and assesses anything that comes in their paths, FIRST. Y/N has something in common with all of us, don’t forget that brother.” Harry looked at me as he spoke again “I’m sorry that your lost your only parent and have spent so many years alone, we have been blessed with each other, sometimes trusting an outsider isn’t easy but Sam is just cautious, as taught by Tom, forgive him darling and lets start this over, please” he said looking at both Sam and Tom. Haz rubbed the small of my back as I took a deep breath trying to grip my emotions. “Nothing to forgive” I said a little shaky at first. “If you both look after them even when it comes to a nobody like me, then I’ll forever be in debt to you both”

Sam was quick to speak up “Y/N, your not a nobody love, you can bet your ass that your well above a special somebody to get into Tom’s stone heart” he then pointed at Harrison “This man might seem easy going but he breaks just as easy, he keeps himself guarded with humor for a reason” he looked me in the eyes and I noticed they were hazel, unlike his brothers “I mean this to come out in the best way possible” he sighed “Since they both have let you in AND agreed to share you, your already more than deserving to be called family, please say you forgive me y/n” he said looking remorseful at me. “I forgive you Sam” I smiled at him the best I could with the tears of emotions starting to flow. “Now look what you did, you made us party poopers” Harry said loud punching Sams arm. Next thing we knew in burst a loud man to our private dining area announcing himself loudly.

“Did someone say party?” he sang out as he danced his happy self to our table. My eyes were wide as all four of them cracked up calling him Jacob. Tom got up as Haz wrapped his arms around the bigger man. He pulled Tom into there embrace and widen his eyes at me over his sunglasses. “Is this y/n who is stealing the hearts of the men I love so very much?” he bellowed out as if it was an accusation not a question. I stood still unsure of who he was and how he fit into all this. No One mentioned anyone outside of the four of them. I supposed they did have friends in this business. Tom came back to my side and sensed my nervousness. “Late as always Jacob but not when it counts!” he winked at me as Jacob stole Hazs seat. “I trust you brought back my helicopter back in one piece?” Tom asked laughing at Haz trying to move the man more than double his size out of his chair. Jacob ignored all the commotion around him and eyed me up and down. “Good lawd woman you are a sight to behold! If I had known your fine self was here on this island for the taking, I’d of never ever dropped these two vanilla wafers off. Look at you y/n! Those sexy curves and thighs that would make Thor the god of thunder himself jealous, ooooh, no wonder it takes two of them to steal your heart love. Hips like honey, thick and sweet. Tell me darling, are they treating you right? If not, say the word and I’ll drop em outta the sky for you!” he smiled so huge that I busted out in laughter and hugged him outta instinct. “Careful now, once you go big you won’t want these twigs!” he said hugging me back. Tom pulled me away onto his lap as soon as he let go and Haz took my seat punching Jacobs leg hard. We finished our dinner in laughter and with a buzz we walked towards the yacht called “Home”

I did a quick sweep of the empty bungalow and looked out at the beautiful view as sun began to sink low. I snapped a quick picture and then turned for a selfie. When I lowered my hand Tom and Haz were in the doorway waiting on me. They took one last selfie with me and I think we all felt how much this place had changed us, forever. I gave them their gifts instead of waiting, it just felt right. To my surprise they had gifts of their own for me. I can’t begin to tell of all the things that were made that read King and Queen. Two Kings, one Queen for every Hat, robe, towel, shirt, hoodie, sweatpants, cup and more, they had them made together and that made my heart fuller. Haz gifted me a watch with Angel written inside it, made of real diamonds I was sure of that and it had tiny feathers carved along the wristband. He slipped it on and kissed my wrist “In case it isn’t obvious yet, your my angel y/n. You saved me from myself and the pain I’ve lived in everyday, my heart is light as a feather since meeting you and it can only mean your my angel” he said kissing me on the lips softly. Tom cleared his throat and I gave him my attention as he gifted me a bracelet made of diamonds shaped with hearts and stars with a star that dangled from it. I looked at him and before I could ask he grinned at me, scooping me up spinning us around “I wanted an M for mine mine MINE” he growled setting me down. “But I settled for the star, because you are my star y/n, you brought light to the darkest place I’ve been in for so long now and so this was perfect” Tom said kissing my lips and hugging me hard. Haz squeezed me from behind and all three of us stood in peace, embracing each other.   

“Come on love birds!” Jacob said from the open window with his chin resting on his hands. He was batting his eyelashes dramatically making us laugh “If you want just stay here, lil homie will be out of gas if we keep waiting on you any longer” he smiled big at me “I named the speed boat lil homie, because ya know, it’s from the yacht home” he said cracking himself up. He started to walk away and yelled back “besides it’s not like you didn’t buy this place already right, tell it see you later not goodbye?”

“JACOB!” Tom and Haz yelled together “We haven’t told y/n yet!” Haz said covering my ears if I haven't already heard! “Huh, your such as ass!” Tom yelled as he darted out after him. “Surprise!” smiled Harrison as I stood shocked and wide eyed with a huge smile. I was speechless as he pulled my hand behind him and led us down to the sand where they all waited. Tom held out his hand helping me up and hugging me tight “Sorry love, we were going to tell you, but in a different way” he smiled against my neck. “It’s okay, I’ll pretend to be surprised when you guys tell me, just put the receipt in a box, I bet I’ll be shocked!” I laughed. Jacob put the boat in gear and Tom poured us all a glass of champagne. Harrison slid me into his embrace and we watched as our newly purchased bungalow faded away. The sun setting made the sky a beautiful orange and yellow mixed with red. But my eyes were locked on Harrisons sky blue eyes. In that moment he was all I wanted. I reached for him and Haz leaned into my face and kissed my lips softly. Tom cleared his throat as my lips parted to welcome his warm tongue that danced with mine, I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me deep and slow. He tasted like bubbly and mint. I needed more! I got lost in his Hazziness yet again as he ran a finger down my neck and over my hardening nipples. He broke our kiss and nipped my ear and slowly bit his way down my skin. His throat making noises under my growing heart rate. FUCK! I bit my lip as Tom squeezed my inner thigh and Haz kissed my hand resting it on his bulge. I squeezed him wanting to bring him back. It took a glance at Tom talking to his brothers to remind me we weren’t alone on that boat, my buzz off Haz made me forget. Harrison smiled at me as I downed my glass and helped myself to a refill. Soon enough we would be.

I started to overthink things in the way I do, as we docked the boat inside. The other three hopped out and started to carry our stuff inside the yacht. The area was lit enough where I’m sure my face was readable as Jacob yelled from the door “Hey Y/N where’s your stuff going?” I exhaled loudly as Tom and Haz looked at me in screaming silence “That's the million dollar question” I mumbled to myself shaking my head. “Let’s flip a coin, love” Tom said easing my growing anxiety. Heads it’s Hazes room or tails it’s mine” he winked. I smiled at him stopping his hand from digging in his pocket “I knew you were an ass man before you picked tails” I laughed kissing his hand still in mine. Haz got off the boat quietly in defeat and went inside quickly as Tom pulled me into his arms. “Tommy, I just meant that I didn’t need a coin to make my choice. I need to spend time with Harrison” I choked out moving my face away from his. I couldn’t take his eyes if they were going to make me feel guilty. I couldn’t help how my heart felt. “You don’t think I already knew princess?” he brought my eyes to his and he was being sincere. “I wouldn’t of stopped you back there if we were alone” he smiled “Haz needs you just as much I can tell, just don’t stay away for too long or I’ll go crazy. We have time, it’s a long way to the states from here” he kissed my head sweetly and led me inside. My stuff was left by the door so Tom picked it up with me and showed me the way to Harrisons side of the three story yacht. The inside was breathtaking as we made our way to the glass elevator and ascended to the top. I tried to take it all in. The main floor was open with a peek at what was a kitchen, a large entry way that read cinema told me where I could watch anything I wanted, I could see light coming in from the setting sun and as I looked up I could see the roof was glass.   Tom carried all my bags outside Hazes door and I stood by the elevator chewing my lip as Tom got back inside it. “I’ll see you soon darling” he smiled winking at me as the glass closed. I looked back at Hazes door and took a deep breath walking towards it. I knocked gently without an answer. So I knocked harder.

Part 7 is underway and will be out Saturday/Sunday 08/04 08/05. Thank you for taking this ride with me! I got a lot of love from part 5 and that lets me know your dirty minded like me lol. Thank you to my tags who helped me put out part 6 so Harrison could have 7. Being with both of them yet separate is hard, someone tell Tom to get aboard! :) Hugz darlings! Happy reading

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[jack--davenport]

MYCAH MY ANGEL. wow am I glad you’re here and you are literally such a sweet bby and you’re so talented and I love jack so much??? I. Love. Him. AND MIA I know you worry about realism with her but you do so so so well and you put in so much effort and it shows. I’m excited to meet ya new boi. GIVE ME LIKE A SONG EACH that reminds you of them and #tellmewhy

YOU FLAWLESS HUMAN I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. you make my life so much better. thank you for your compliments, it means so much coming from you. i so appreciate how you are 100% here for jack and you just get him so well?? also i feel like you asked this question because you know how much of a role music plays in my writing process. so basically, i’m gonna have to answer with jack last because there’re SO MANY songs for him and lolololo you thought i could just choose one for each of them.

andrew: so he was basically inspired by this is america by childish gambino. also that moment in the black panther score when kilmonger first comes on screen and all these lush strings drop out and that INCREDIBLE beat kicks in. the story of OJ by jay-z is also a HUGE influence, it’s honestly something he would’ve written. signs by drake. community outcast by devlin - HOLY SHIT this is a blast from the past “i represent for the people let down by a nation" what’s going on by marvin gaye.

mia: it’s always difficult to find mia songs. dogs by damien rice - “she gives, i get without giving anything to me” nice for what by drake because nobody knows this but mia is OBSESSED with drake. remember me from coco because of her dad. anthems for a seventeen year old girl by broken social scene. run the world by beyonce. franklin by paramore - “going back to get away after everything has changed”

jack: strap on your seatbelt, buds.

gasoline by halsey - “i think there’s a flaw in my code/these voices won’t leave me alone/well my heart is gold and my hands are cold.” house by the sea by moddi - “this is not who i want you to see/it’s just adding on weight to the darkness in me.” neptune by sleeping at last - “i’m only honest when it rains/an open book with a torn out page/and my ink’s run out/i wanna tell you but i don’t know how.” 10am gare du norde by keaton henson - “please do not break my heart/i think it’s had enough pain to last the rest of my life.” peach scone by hobo johnson - “i love the thought of being with you/or maybe just the thought of not being so alone.” home by daughter - just listen to the entire song, a lot of the stuff is headcanons about his life pre-ace cos let’s be real before they got together he was sleeping with whoever gave him the time of day - “keep the nightmares out/give me mouth to mouth” and then i have a few family related ones - the opening line of colors by halsey “your little brother never tells you but he loves you so” and the chain by fleetwood mac - “and if you don’t love me now, you will never love me again.”

so yeah wow i’m sorry that was a lot but three cheers to anyone who actually read all that shit!

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Interview with Moon Vs Sun

We had the pleasure of interviewing Chantal Kreviazuk of Moon Vs Sun over Zoom video!

Husband and wife duo Moon Vs Sun, who are GRAMMY® Award-winning singer, songwriter, and artist Chantal Kreviazuk and Our Lady Peace frontman, Raine Maida, has released “I’m Going To Break Your Heart,” their brand new album and documentary of the same name.

“This project is about how we came together and continue to grow together – through challenges and all, we are committed to cracking the love code. Even with that said, we know that no matter how much we love each other or how well we’ve learned how to love each other, one of us will inevitably die before the other and will leave the other with a broken heart, thus the title ‘I’m Going to Break Your Heart,’” said Chantal Kreviazuk.

Chantal Kreviazuk and Raine Maida have left an indelible mark on popular culture. Raine founded and fronts platinum-selling alternative rock stalwarts Our Lady Peace and has garnered four Juno Awards. Meanwhile, Chantal has received a GRAMMY® Award and three Juno Awards and released eight critically acclaimed solo albums. Behind the scenes, Chantal has worked with acts like Kendrick Lamar and Drake, while together the couple has penned hits for everyone from Kelly Clarkson to Carrie Underwood. In recognition of their contributions to charity and the arts, Raine and Chantal were both appointed to the Order of Canada in 2014.

The documentary, I’m Going to Break Your Heart, captures the raw and wrenching journey these renowned singer-songwriters took to find their way back to each other. Filmed on France’s isolated but romantic Saint Pierre et Miquelon island in the dead of winter, the documentary immerses viewers in their musical relationship, even as it exposes long-standing wounds and unresolved heartache. Ultimately, I’m Going to Break Your Heart is the true story of rediscovering love through creativity, in which music plays the lead role.

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[tobiasdrake]

I know what it looks like but it's not what you think. I'm just trying to harass your top scientist into revealing company secrets. It's cool.

This would be the funniest possible time for Huesca to die. We've done Locked Room Quartet. We've done Open Air Locked Room. Are you ready for the Most Locked-est Room Ever Locked!?

The same underlings who tried to solve the last four murders? Sure, those guys are credible.

What is Yomi implying here? That Makoto came down here and knocked out two guards, then left in a car to go pick me up, and then came back down to capitalize on the chaos created by a fake letter he'd sent to Yomi earlier?

Because that... is alarmingly plausible and answers my question as to why that letter would even exist.

Looks like we pushed too hard. Makoto's being placed under arrest.

...so. Like. Am I cool to hang out, Yomi? You're just taking him, right? It's fine for me to still be here?

YUMA NO

YOU FOOL

We almost got away with it. Yomi was so laser-focused that he was legit going to take Makoto and leave us here. Your masterful disguise of freezing up and being so useless that you become mistakable for a floor lamp was working until you spoke up!

Floor lamp. Like I said. Pay us no mind and have a wonderful day. Oh, what is that noise in the distance? Is that the sound of some malcontents? Someone must go step on their necks, and that someone is you, Yomi. You got this, man. I believe in you.

Aww, that hurts my feelings. You were ready to get Halara'd trying to kill us all over me, like, yesterday. :( Am I really that forgettable?

I hope so too. It'd take out this entire building. We've got Yomi and Makoto here at the same time, plus Huesca. That'd solve a lot of problems for Kanai Ward right there.

Alright, we've time-skipped. Now someone is surely dead.

Aren't you a little short for a Stormtroo--Desuhiko. Halara must have delivered my IOU message.

To be fair, I'd be doing shit like this to him if he was the one over a barrel like this. Though I'd be going for more goofy prankster shit. Desuhiko is weirdly obsessed with shilling the Yuma/Kurumi ship at every possible opportunity.

HOLY SHIT, IS THAT YOU, YAKOU!?

Fuck, I thought it'd be Fubuki or Halara. Someone useful. Instead, we get these two clowns. But I suppose it will have to do. Thanks for rescuing me, try not to die on the way out.

DON'T UN-DISGUISE. Y'all have helmets. Just take those off. You don't need to strip down and make yourselves fully vulnerable to being caught, you fucking morons!

He didn't, actually. If he used DIsguise, he would have taken on an appropriate height for a Peacekeeper grunt. This was a disguise, but it wasn't Disguise. Which was honestly for the best.

Given how much Disguise takes out of Desuhiko, a non-Disguise disguise was the right call. With face and body fully covered, there was no need to burn energy on the full shapeshifting shenanigans route.

While true, your behavior in the past has done little to establish a relationship of trust and open communication.

It's like parenting. When you constantly tell Yuma, "DO NOT go snoop around, DO NOT get in trouble with the Peacekeepers, AVOID solving mysteries or doing anything meaningful," and then get mad at him every time he does those things? It's not going to discourage him from doing them. It's going to discourage him from telling you that he's doing them.

If you convey to your child/apprentice that they cannot confide in you about the things they are doing, then they will continue to do those things but they will not confide in you about them. Yuma went behind your back because everything you've said to him up to this point has convinced him that you must be lied to.

My IOU letter!

No, for real, what is that actually? Did Fink the Slaughter Artist tell them I was here?

...that's not a yes.

But it's also not a no. This sent a chill down my spine.

Nuh nuh nuh go back. Don't just yadda-yadda over your arrival here. You have to pass through a biometric scanner to enter the premises. How did you pass through the biometric scanner?

I guess Desuhiko could have Disguised a member of Amaterasu staff to get them through. That shit is practically shapeshifting so it might alter his biometrics. That or they smuggled their way in on, like, a troop transport? Maybe?

That is a fair assessment of what happened, yes. Yuma's floor lamp impersonation needs work.

Yomi had a plausible explanation for that, but obviously Makoto himself couldn't have dropped the letter at the sub. The timing of which still makes me think he did it specifically to get them to come fetch Yuma.

Makoto and Fink aren't proven to be in cahoots but they're likely to be in cahoots. Cahoots are more plausible than not at this point in time.

Hold up, your plan is to kidnap Amaterasu's most highly-protect employee from the middle of their HQ and then walk out?

Yakou, 95% of the time I want you to grow a spine. Then, in the other 5%, you are the boldest motherfucker I've ever met. I love it. I'm here for it. It's too bad Huesca's most certainly dead by now.

HOORAH! LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO

Into the poison gas chamber and DIIIIIIIIE!

...plan needs work, but we can workshop it. Gonna stay positive!

The hell is that supposed to mean, Desuhiko? I'll have you know that I have only Disguised as a woman one....

...four....

...five times. Out of five.

Okay, yeah. That's fair. Gimme the female suit and the polyurethane molded breast forms you set aside as mine.

You heard it here, folks. Yuma doesn't have a preference between male or female. Canon he/they.

Purple question-mark hair and pronouns.

You don't need your bag. These were disguises instead of Disguise. You should still have two of the disguises on you, Desuhiko. Would it be that hard to locate a third?

...we're going on this detour so you can make Yuma a female Peacekeeper, aren't we?