#matthias core

[violentdelightshavevioletends]

"You all right to do this?" she asks.

"I'm never all right to do this," I reply. "I just do it anyway."

"Sounds about right." She nods.

[gamer-girl-back-sweat]

You know, Ayre would be hard enough to keep up with if I WASN'T sobbing the whole time.

[dauxanhlacay]

[spaceymarz]

[reading The Kingdom of Matthias for history class]

if my husband doesn't lose his fucking marbles after my death like Elijah Pierson did i don't fucking want him

[ofsupernovcs]

closed for @matthiasxaless

Kevin was blasting the digimon theme song as he twirled in his wheelchair printing out more the missing persons for Sofia. It was the saddest part of his new position but he tried to cope with every emotion. There were a lot truth be told.

They counted the pictures before organizing all the reports. Kevin was interrupted when he heard the bell be rung several times. The receptionist was on break weren’t they. With that in mind Kevin wheeled up front.

“Dude chill with the bell.” Kevin said as he wheeled up front. He peered his head up at the taller with a stoic look. “You here to pay a ticket or what?”

[inayakaisen]

Hiraeth

Kaz Brekker x Reader

Summary: You're drunk and insecure, Kaz puts you to rights again.

[drunken comfort (if you can call it that), insecurity, yearning, desiderium]

You stumbled into Kaz Brekker's office high.

It'd been a moderately good day for you, as good as you could get, short university classes, no calls from your mother, a job gone smooth AND a little after party at the Crow Club with your best friends.

By heritage, Fjerdan-Ravkan, but Kerch to the core- you'd promptly called your roomie and told her you'd be late, giggling at her worried questions.

"Business", you hiccuped into the phone after your second drink. You were an unfortunate lightweight, but that hadn't stopped you from trying to match drink to drink with Jesper as Matthias watched on disapprovingly.

Kaz hadn't joined, like usual. The two of you had grown somewhat close over the years- bonded by time and proximity and tension. He seemed to genuinely tolerate you- even seek you out, when he was in a good mood. In return, you chattered his ear off and bestowed him with your company, healing, and Inferni skills. He'd never know, though. He'd never know about the times you'd risked your college career just to go on another job with him, the times you'd penned poems only to fling them all into the fire, all the boys and girls you'd rejected at college, telling them your heart belonged to someone else. He'd never know, you told yourself as you snuck glances at his dark hair, his siren eyes, the way his gloved hand moved across the smooth surface of yet another mansion floor plan.

"And what're you staring at?" He said, eyes still on the map. He'd let you stumble into his room, collapse into the divan beside his desk and watch him as he planned the next job, curiously not complaining.

"Definitely not you", you retorted, falling into the usual snap and retort banter routine that the two of you had followed over the years. "Do you get any sleep at all?"

"More than you", he responded, finally glancing at you. His gaze dragged over you in a way that sent a tingle down your spine, but you knew better than to get too excited. He saw you as nothing more than a comrade, a healer, a friend. Nothing more, nothing less.

"How many shots?"

"Huh?" Your eyes snapped to him, still disoriented. You sat on the divan, cross cross applesauce, head leaned back against the high headrest, higher than God.

"Then why are you so drunk?" He seemed deadpan as always, his dark eyes fixed on you. You squirmed.

"I might have had two brownies...I didn't know they were the special kind."

His lips twitched, irritation and faint amusement written across his face. "Of course you did. Why stop at two? Why not eat the entire tray and wash it down with a barrel of rum?"

"I didn't know!" You said in a voice that might have bordered on whiny. Alcohol made you sappy, and you didn't know what drugs did. A deadly combination of the unknown and emotional. "Trust me."

"Luckily for you, ignorance isn't fatal." He dragged his cane across the floor, standing up. "This time , at least. How many fingers am I holding up?"

You squinted, his gloved hands mildly blurry without your glasses. Nina had taken them off as you'd been getting ready, telling you that an hour or two without them wouldn't do you any harm.

"..three?"

"Wrong." He snapped. "Four."

He stepped closer, though not close enough. That was the problem with him, you thought drunkenly. Always close, never close enough. He was an enigma that you'd tried to unravel, a closed book you wanted to open and read and run your fingers through.

Something that'd never happen.

One of his hands straightened the collar of your dress, gloved fingers barely brushing against the sliver of bare skin exposed at your neckline. Your favourite black top, the one you'd so carefully layered silver lockets on in hopes that Kaz might wander down to the bar and LOOK at you. He was looking at you now, but it was too late. Your hair had strayed from its styling, your lipstick was rubbed away.

"You're a mess." He said under his breath, voice as rocksalt as ever but sewn with mild concern, and something soft, something quite like endearment...or were you too far gone?

"Clean me up, then." You looked up at him, eyes half lidded, already drowsy. But you didn't want to be. You wanted it to last, for him to be gentle and kind to you, for this rare moment to linger. But that was a dream of a dream. Maybe you'd always be left hoping.

You could only catch the twitch of his lips as you drifted off, the way the expression in his eyes changed, mirroring yours- vulnerability, concern, endearment, gentleness. You drifted off, but you caught the last word he said as your eyes shut, quiet and gentle,

"Always".

[19burstraat]

hmmm I know we can surmise that kaz & jordie were the iphigenia of the series, in that, whether it's fair or not, they had to be sacrificed for the benefit of everyone else. jordie had to die and kaz had to suffer it and live with it, because if kaz had lain down and died on the barge, it would have had a crazy knock-on effect. inej likely would never have escaped the menagerie, or matthias from hellgate, jesper would probably have fallen foul of debtors or gangs some way or another (he gets at least one beating from enforcers), nina would have been caught up w the dime lions trying to get matthias out of hellgate, and there's even some more tangential ones, like kuwei probably dying at the ice court and marya being stuck at saint hilde.... but I wonder what would have happened to wylan.

kaz had him under dregs protection, so he never suffered the way he did ("kaz is your luck, merchling."); no beatings, etc. without that... well, it's tempting to think that wylan would have just been killed some way or another. and yeah, maybe, but miggson and prior couldn't get him, could they? wylan has that scary glimmer of the biting-animal, kaz-style survivalist in him, and he had a goal; amass enough money to get the hell out of ketterdam and start anew. but how far would wylan have gone to get that money? van eck's letters pushed him into the arms of dregs munitions building. without the perpetual intervention of kaz-- protection, constant jobs even when there were better people for it, good pay-- how quickly would wylan have turned into someone more like kaz? he has a core of decency, but he gets the privilege of keeping that, because kaz helps him to. alone, would he have surrendered it, or been forced to surrender it, just for a chance to survive? I don't think he would have ever willingly given up. it's not an accident that kaz and wylan's first days in ketterdam are so closely paralleled, or that they have a set of similar skills/traits; it's explicitly said that wylan would also be able to count cards and control decks like kaz can, if he wanted to. and after he finds out about his mother, wylan's comforted by the idea of retribution for van eck, that kaz could destroy his father's life. they're a little bit too similar. but kaz is there to take the moral fall, for the most part; all wylan has to do is help him. but without kaz... well. that's another story, isn't it?

[puriteenism]

"orange is the true colour of the sun. mandarin, citrus, tangerine. i like yellow, but how can sunshine be lemons?"

mayday or clementine, writer, obsessed with Aphrodite (SHES SO COOL), catkin, dogkin, lambkin, dollkin, knightkin, rabbitkin, furry, black, ghanian, british, minor, attention seeker, freak in your freaks dni, aromantic spectrum, going to bat for ppl with eds since 2011, pinterest poetry

currently into with older brother core and faunlet aesthetics

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i suck at responding to asks, but please send them because I crave attention

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ao3: stardaydreamstoomuch

work im most proud of: vicious cycles

favourite poem: nothing gold can stay

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[mattodore]

What kind of love are you?

Love as Religion

Devotion, that is the name of your love. Your love is an act of worship. Your love is like witnessing the birth of Venus, like seeing the sun come alive, or the stars fall. When you love, it is because you have found God in a lover. You have found the meaning of life itself in the heart of the one you adore. They are everything to you; they are your Maker, and you are their lamb, their flock, their first and holiest worshipper. When you fall in love, it is as a baptism. You are born anew, made a believer in the divinity of the one you love most. Being loved by you is an ascension; it is holy and golden. It is all-consuming, and all-faithful, loyal as the dog. You will never, ever bite back.

Love as a Flaw

Cowering, your love hides in the dark. In shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. Afraid, afraid, afraid of everything. When you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. Your love is a mistake, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want this. It’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. Get it out, just get it out now. You don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t afford to be hurt first. Being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. It is to be loved in halves, or not at all.

tagged by @levinbolts <3!!! will tag @wldestluv-rs (for when you come back MWAH), @omgkayplays, @pralinesims, @veone (would love to see sid’s answer for this), @mexipoopy, @squea

[murfpersonalblog]

IWTV Musings - Unreliable Narrators: Louis

I am SO sick of people in this effing fandom calling Louis an unreliable narrator as a thinly veiled code for him being a LIAR™. Everyone lies, to themselves & to others. Unless you're a literal sociopath, no one wants to be the villain; blamed for things effing up; or take responsibility for eff ups. But there's a patented difference b/t someone OCCASIONALLY LYING, and a HABITUAL LIAR™ whose modus operandi is to willfully deceive, manipulate, gaslight, trick or con(trol). Louis is many things (good & bad); and no, he can't be relied on to tell the story straight, for many reasons (that are & aren't his fault). But the one huge factor differentiating his 1973 interview (a la the book) & his 2022 interview in Dubai is Louis' SINCERITY.

2022 Dubai =/= 1973 SanFran: Odyssey of Recollection / Memory is a Monster

The whole premise of AMC!IWTV is that there are things Louis CANNOT REMEMBER about his past, no matter how hard he TRIES to remember. Back in S1 Jacob Anderson was fighting for his life not to spoil anything about S2, cuz by then he already knew that yes, Louis IS the problem with this whole recounting, cuz HIS MEMORY is the problem. How TF can you sit here tryna tell your life story when you don't even remember wtf happened!? ("You don't need a memoir, Louis. You need a hundred sessions of EMDR!") You're unreliable AF!

JA said "Louis REALLY BELIEVES that a lot of this is the TRUTH." But that deep down he KNOWS something ain't right.

Rolin Jones specifically wanted the 1x7 image Louis presented of him & "the love of my life" Armand to look like the scene from The Graduate. There's ZERO CHEMISTRY with Loumand in this shot, cuz it's not REAL. It's FORCED, a PERFORMANCE, just like JA said Lou is always been forced to do: perform; presenting the cookie-cutter image of a man who's supposedly got all his crap together, when BTS he's a freaking wreck who doesn't even KNOW or love himself ("Who are you, Louis? If there was no me? If there was no him? Who would you be? What do you want? How're you gon' get there?").

And Loumand doubles-down on that fake AF performance in 2x2, cheesing & hamming it up as if they're the perfect Stepford Family. And Daniel calls that ish out immediately; "keep selling it;" cuz he's "built this way," to dismantle BS, and Louis KNOWS this, and WANTS it to happen. The person constantly tryna STOP them is ARMAND, (Daniel effing pounced in 2x5 to sort everything out while Armand was AWAY. Daniel realized what/who the REAL PROBLEM was!).

Lou called Daniel for a reason, to help him UNPACK the jumbled mess ("he's good at his job"), cuz Lou KNOWS something's wrong with the way he's telling the story. Lou KNOWS he's unreliable, that there's a very real problem with him, and that he needs HELP. Louis is not a LIAR™, he has AMNESIA. That does NOT make him the villain or the bad guy, or the one to point malicious ableist AF fingers at as a gotcha! every time it's repeatedly said that YES, Lou's NOT the most reliable source of information; cackling like hyenas when Dan asked if Lou's schizophrenic and totally missing how that's the crux of the matter: Louis is mentally unwell, and CANNOT process his traumas all by himself; for reasons that both ARE and also are NOT his fault.

And what's more is that Lou HATES himself--his Confession Booth monologue lays out everything he hates about himself and will continue to hate himself for, even for the things that legit aren't even his fault (Louis: "I failed my brother!" Father Matthias: "NO, son!"). Lou's suicidal & all-too-willing to accept & internalize the NEGATIVE things people who HATE him say ("maybe I am arrogant!"), or what people actively plotting AGAINST him say ("You should go with Lestat's version, for the book, I think. I'm sorry!").

Self-loathing is at the very core of The Vampire Chronicles, and precisely what Prince Lestat finally teaches the vampires to get rid of at the end if the book series: the self-destructive self-sabotaging tendencies rooted in self-loathing that led vampires like Nicki & Louis (AND Lestat) to kill themselves, rather than to seek help or help themselves get better & love & accept themselves. Accepting that they're vampires doesn't mean they have to act like soulless monsters--they DO have a soul/conscience & CAN/SHOULD take responsibility for their actions, esp. their effs up, to become BETTER.

Louis is the antihero of IWTV, but DANIEL is the actual hero. Louis couldn't save himself from any of the situations he was in; he needed HELP (Claudia in S1, Armand & Lestat in 2x7, Daniel in 2x8). Without Daniel getting Sam's script, Lou would've just accepted how "that's the end of it. There's nothing else;" assuming he finally had all the answers & everything was sorted out, when CHIIIIILE~! 💀Lou was still in the Sunken Place!

After Armand's seismic lies were exposed, Louis finally started "learning to live honestly" without the toxic sludge of literal mind control keeping him back anymore; and esp. without Armand's narrative spoonfed to him that Lestat hated him & wanted him dead.

1973 SanFran: lies on top of lies

The 1973 interview was a whole steaming crappy heap of lies Louis told Daniel but most importantly HIMSELF. Cuz the SEISMIC LIE Armand told him about "Banishment" had a ripple-effect, dominoe implications. If Armand saved Lou and NOT Lestat, that means Les must've really hated Lou and was fine with him being executed at the Trial. So Lou spiraled, thinking Les didn't love him (anymore?), and that Lou himself was an idiot for falling for what must've obvs been lies Les fed him the entire time about their oh-so-sacred "cord you cannot see, loving you with ALL of myself," if he could let that disgusting lynching happen and NOT save his "Companion Heart."

Louis SINCERELY WANTS to remember & give the more "nuanced portrait" about his life. But if the person at the center if his life is Lestat, and Lestat screwed him over, what does that mean about Louis' whole life? He picked the wrong person--he chose Lestat over Paul, over Claudia, over himself, and THIS is how Lestat treats him? No, Les must've manipulated TF outta him, he's the devil, Claudia was right that Les is the "Father of Lies!" What "love?! I bled him like a pig and waited for the death rattle!"

BUT!

Lestat was MORE than Louis' Maker. They really were companions. Their hearts beat in sync the way Lestat & Claudia's obvs NEVER did. Something MORE than the Vampire Bond tied them together. It WAS real. Right? Lestat did love him, right? So wtf? The math ain't mathin. ARMAND is the love of my life.

Right?....

That's not a LIAR. That's what a real library of CONFUSION looks like.

[five-of-cr]

the crows as candy

wylan: pop rocks (sweet but also make things go boom)

jesper: ring pop (flashy fashionista with a gaudy sense of style)

kaz: black licorice (bitter and not for everyone but the people who love him LOVE him)

inej: chocolate (smooth, adaptable, impossible to hate)

nina: chili-covered mango lollipop (hot and spicy (especially at first), bold and passionate at her core)

matthias: banana laffy taffy (tough, sweet, bad sense of humor, needs to leave his warped reality to find out what an actual goddamn banana tastes like)

[pruneunfair]

which manhwa villains (that you know), both male and female, really scare you? the ones that give you goosebumps every time they appear, and the ones that make you nervous and afraid for the fl.

Even though I hate that he was meant to be viewed as romantic, the first one to come to mind is Matthias from cry or better yet beg. I know he's supposed to be a male lead, but I don't care, that man is a villain.

He is an accurate depiction of a sociopath and the fact that he wins in the end shakes me to my core.

Dodolea from my in-laws are obsessed with me is one of my favorite villainesses solely for the fact that she succeeded in getting me to hate her.

Let me tell you, it is NOT easy to make genuinely hate a villainess, that's how I know she knows what she's doing as an antagonist

And finally, Irene (Or Aileen) from I didn't mean to seduce the male lead.

I really should talk more about her because ever since I forgot about this manhwa, I made the mistake of reducing her to just another basic white lotus, holy hell how I was wrong she scares the living hell out of me and she is just evil for the sake of evil but that isn't always a bad thing, it actually suits her well.

[alittlelela-blog]

My love, Matthias… and the godddamn puppet (Matthias x afab!reader) pt.2

Warnings: NSFW, sexual innuendos, blowjobs, cum swallowing

"O-Okay.. let's make love." He replied with a small smile. He didn't have to ask you to be gentle or slow, you already did that with him on a regular basis. You slowly pulled your head back to look into his eyes. You leaned forward to gently kiss his lips.

Slowly you grabbed both of his hands and guided them underneath your shirt. Matthias felt his heart race at the excitement. He’s been wanting to touch you so bad. He took back control of his own hands and slowly trailed his hands up your abdomen.

"Is it alright if I touch your breasts?" Matthias asked softly. He looked into your eyes to ensure he would know your answer.

"Yes, go ahead." You allowed with a small smirk. Matthias' gaze lowered back down to your breasts. He slowly lifted his hands up until he felt his fingertips brush against the underside of your bra. You reached down and pulled your shirt over your head and threw it to the ground.

As Matthias slowly raised his hands up and underneath your bra, you unhooked it from the back. You let it slide off your body and hit the floor. Matthias softly squeezed your breasts as he laid eyes on them for the first time. His mouth was wide open in awe. He would be lying if he said the sight alone wasn't enough to make him fully hard.

"They're so gorgeous..." Matthias whispered just loud enough for you to hear. He squeezed them in his hands then began to gently fondle them as he leaned his head in. "C-Can I please suck on them?" He asked almost desperately. He looked up into your eyes as he awaited your response.

"Yes, dear. Go on." You reassured with a small smile. Matthias waisted no time and immediately attached his mouth to one of your nipples. He started by sucking gently and fondling your other breast in his hand. Soft moans left your mouth from the pleasurable sensations coursing through you.

Your sounds of pleasure let him know how good of a job he was doing. He kept at the same menstruations for a moment. Matthias began to suck harder and even pinched your nipple in his hand. A small squeak escaped your mouth as a jolt of pleasure shot through your abdomen and straight to your core. Matthias took a mental note of your reaction and kept at it. Soon enough, you were moaning almost every second.

"Matthias.." You began while looking down at him. He pulled away from your nipple and looked into your eyes. You looked into his eyes for a moment then realized he was obviously hard in his pants. Your eyes drifted down to his pants and widened slightly at the sight. "You're hard, aren't you?" You questioned with a small chuckle. Matthias blushed madly and stood up straight.

"M-Maybe.." He stuttered shyly. This was all quite new to him. He has touched himself, yes, but he has never had someone else touch him there. The idea of having you touch him somewhere so vulnerable caused him to get a little more excited.

You gently grabbed his hips and pulled his body flush against yours again. His hard cock strained through his pants and poked at your lower stomach.

"You need me to take care of that?" You questioned in a seductive tone. You then slowly started to get down on your knees. It took Matthias a second to realize what you were implying until you were fully on your knees.

"O-Oh! Are you sure you want to suck me off? You don't have to.." Matthias defended as he raised his hands in front of himself. His words died as he saw the look in your eyes. It was as if he was mesmerized by you. The angle was strikingly arousing to him. You heard him whine softly at the sight. "Oh my.. you look really gorgeous right now.." Matthias managed to say with a deep blush on his face. You chuckled seductively and smiled.

"Permission to touch you?" You asked with a big smile while looking up into his eyes. Matthias nodded his head vigorously.

"Please.." He replied in almost a whimper. You then leaned forward to gently kiss at his bulge through his pants. You kept your eyes on his as you teased him. Matthias moaned softly at the contact. He was begging for any kind of attention down there that it felt like heaven already.

You gently began to unbutton his pants while staring seductively into your eyes. You then unzipped his pants and slowly pulled them down to his ankles. You grabbed the waistband of his underwear and slowly pulled it down. Immediately Matthias' hard cock sprung out in your face. He couldn't help but moan softly not only at the sight but the feeling of his cock being free. He was average and his cock was already leaking precum. He felt a little embarrassed at first, but it soon went away as he saw how intrigued you were.

You leaned forward and gently pressed kisses to his cock head. Matthias moaned softly. You could feel his cock twitch at the kiss. More precum began to pour out from his tip. You instantly licked at it while looking seductively into his eyes. Matthias whined.

"Please... I'm getting really needy.." He begged with a deep blush on his face. You chuckled and swallowed the bit of precum you licked up.

"Really? In front of your puppet?" You questioned with a smirk. I tilted my head to the side as I looked into your eyes seductively. Matthias blushed madly at your comment.

"W-Well.." He started as he looked to the side where he last saw Louis. As he turned to look, he noticed Louis wasn't there. "Oh." You then turned your head where you figured he was as well. The chair stayed empty, meaning he had left the room at some point. Matthias then frantically looked around to see if Louis was still in the room.

"See? He left, didn't he? My assumption was correct." You smiled wide as you looked up at him. Matthias looked back down at you and instantly became more aroused that he realized you were alone together for the first time.

"Please make me cum.. now." He pleaded as his heart rate quickened. Since he was alone with you, now he could do what he wanted without worrying about being watched.

"Say less my puppeteer." You said seductively. You then immediately took his tip into your mouth and gently sucked. You lapped your tongue back and forth against his slit as you began to bob your head.

Matthias let out small whimpers and moans as you sucked his tip. Your tongue was so soft and wet it drove him crazy. He wasn't sure where to put his hands so he held them up to his chest. It was quite adorable.

You then slowly raised your hands up to tug on his arms. He let you guide his hands to your hair. You could tell from the look on his face that he was unsure. You then took more of his cock into your mouth and bobbed your head back and forth while maintaining eye contact with him. Simultaneously, you held his hands in yours and moved his hands around in your hair in a gentle and sensual manner. Matthias began to moan louder and even threw his head back in pleasure for a moment. Your mouth was like heaven. It was a warm blanket surrounding his cock that touched every nerve inside it with no fail. It made him weak in the knees, but he desperately kept himself standing.

"So good.. your mouth feels so good.." He moaned out. He couldn't tear his eyes away from you no matter how hard he tried. The sight was incredibly arousing. You chuckled around his cock in response to his words and let his hands go. Matthias felt the vibrations of your chuckle course through his body and moaned out a little louder. "Oh god! Oh my.. I-I feel like I'm going to explode.." He stuttered. You took that as a sign to go faster, so you did. You bobbed your head back and forth on his cock faster and even sucked harder. Matthias let out continual moans and whimpers as he neared closer and closer to his release. He gently caressed your scalp as you sucked, just like you had shown him.

"O-Oh I-I'm gonna-" Matthias tried to warn. He, horribly, tried to pull you off of him, but you stayed put. Before you knew it, he was cumming into your mouth with a loud and cute cry. Ropes and ropes of his white cum splattered into your mouth. You pulled back just enough to where only his tip was in your mouth. You swallowed every drop and even moaned at the taste regardless of how salty it was to you.

Matthias panted for breath as he slowly came back from his high. You pulled away from his cock and left a small trail of your spit on his tip. You wiped your mouth as you looked up at him. What a sight for Matthias.. he almost got hard again.

"Did you enjoy that?" You questioned with a small smile. You then slowly got up from the ground and stood up. Matthias watched you as you stood up.

"E-Enjoy?.. I loved it.." He admitted as he gently held your hand in his. He looked lovingly into your eyes as he held your hands. You chuckled happily upon seeing how much he enjoyed it. "I-It felt so good. I felt like I was in heaven." He explained further. He took a small step forward as he was quite excited to tell you how amazing he felt. You smiled happily and gently caressed his cheek.

"I'm so glad you enjoyed it my dear~ I always want you to feel good." You explain in a tender tone. You lovingly stared into his eyes as you pulled him closer to you. He stepped forward again and gently hugged you. "Love you, Matthias." You spoke softly to him. He felt his heart flutter at your words despite the nasty things your mouth just did to his cock.

"I love you too.." He spoke back as he gently hugged you tighter. He cutely rubbed his head against yours in an adorable manner.

You stayed in each other's arms for a moment until you heard the same gagging noise from before. You looked over to the doorway and saw the horrifying face of Louis in the shadows. You yelped in surprise and pulled back from Matthias as you stepped back in fear. He was confused and hurriedly tried to calm you down. He was unsure if it was something he did or not.

"Matthias! Your damn puppet is trying to scare the shit out of me!" You accused as you slowly tried to calm down your racing heart. Matthias slowly placed his hand on your shoulder to reassure you.

"What? What happened?" He questioned confused. He turned over to the doorway to find no one or anything there. Matthias raised an eyebrow in confusion. He wouldn't doubt his puppet would do that, but he was gone in his vision.

"Your puppet was staring at me in the doorway! I swear!" You accuse further as you point to the doorway. You started to giggle from how funny it actually was. Matthias' worry soon lifted and he started to giggle as well.

"He does that." He says with a chuckle. "It's okay. He won't touch you." Matthias tried to reassure as he gently wrapped an arm around your waist.

"I know." You replied through chuckles. "He just surprised me. He always manages to look creepy when he scares me!" You whined further. You pointed over to the doorway where he was as you spoke. You looked over and saw he was sitting on the chair again. "Fuck you." You flipped your middle finger at him.

Matthias couldn't help but laugh at your reactions. At a time he was terrified of the puppet constantly finding him, but now he was like a pet cat following him around all the time. From this moment, Matthias was happy to know his puppet would allow him some alone time with you. It was the least he could ask for.

[carionto]

Humans and Boredom III

Interceptors and fighter craft.

Almost nothing in the Galaxy can go toe to toe with a Human built Dreadnought. Practically nobody had built anything even close to that size before Humanity emerged and shocked everyone with such an arsenal, and now a few are looking to catch up. Most had figured that at least the smaller Human ships would be somewhat equivalent to their own existing ones. They were wrong.

While the neural interface drone swarms were actually comparable to our own in both design philosophy and usage for civil and military needs, what they call "Fighters" were terrifying.

Armed with countless weapons facing forward and incinerating thrusters out back, there's nothing one of these small dual or single pilot vehicles wouldn't try to pick a fight with. And probably win. Save for a direct hit to a core section, the typical Human redundancies and manual overrides for literally every system make taking one of these nimble horrors out a challenge. A full squadron? Pray.

So, despite their already ludicrous advantages, the Humans never stop upgrading and innovating. There is no such thing as a ceiling for any aspect of their weapons. In with the new, out with the old, as they say. When we asked what happens to the things that become outdated or obsolete, they said that if it can't be retrofitted anymore, it gets sent to a recycling station. They naturally have a specific one for military hardware to maintain secrecy.

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At said station two operators were having a slower week and Patricia decided to try something different with all these old drone piloting kits and scrapped fighters and transports.

After convincing Matthias, they mounted gravity hooks on a bunch of vehicles and set the drones on a bunch of junked boosters, and programmed them to move in a partially randomized pattern towards the main atomizer bay. While they would gently float around to their demise, after a coin toss, Patricia would try to block a different set of much faster, thruster-enabled scraps, controlled by Matthias and which had deconstruction lasers instead.

The goal for Matthias was to turn as much mass of the slow moving horde into slag before they reach the end. Patricia would use whatever other junk is around to strategically shield the horde from taking direct hits to get as much of it into the bay. You get disqualified if you target the gravity hooks/lasers. Whoever "recycles" the most spaceship mass wins and gets first dibs on any one thing they want from the next shipment. Well, anything that isn't explicitly marked "Classified" in the manual.

Matthias dominated the first match and they both agreed to significantly reduced the laser potency and control only two at once. The second match was far more fair and Patricia, still in control of the horde, managed to eke out a win. They thought about doing a best of three, but realized they had in their excitement completed the entire week's worth of scrapping in an afternoon.

So they decided to play some board games with the few leftover scraps, both to just pass the time, and to appear busy to any supervisor who might make a surprise visit.

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Teen Solos NYCDA

Thanks to @thedancefan22 for recording and sharing the link!!

7th place and higher scored 297 or higher!

1st place above 298!

1st Maceo Paras-Mangrobang (Westlake) - In Plain Sight

2nd: Eva Jimmerson (Renner) - Mischievous Waltz

3rd: Trey Diaz (Tucson Dance Academy) - Dracula

3rd: Francesca O'Brien (Prestige) - One Moment in Time

4th: Jazlyn Quintero (Dance Town) - Evolving

5th: Gracelyn Weber (Dallas Conservatory) - Erosion

6th: Makeila Bartlett (P21) - Red Shadow

7th: Arouche (Premier Dance Center) - Another One Bites The Dust

8th: Jack Schofield (Elite Academy of Dance) - Becoming

9th: Zoe McDonald (Dallas Conservatory) - Girl from

9th: Milan Deng (Dance Inc) - Bitter Earth

9th: Alivya Alfonso (Elite Dance Pro) - Fleur

10th: Zachary Roy (Dance Town) - After A Dream

11th: Sloane Adams (N10) - Worn Thin

12th: Stella Stephenson (Dallas Conservatory) - Affliction

12th: Jazmine Werner (Dance Enthusiasm) - Ville Morose

13th: Victoria Russo (A3 District) - Depth

14: Ava (Studio West) - Movement Chapter 14

15: Sophia Chin (Texas Academy of Dance Arts) - Ineffable

16th: Brooklyn Ladia (P21) - Sing It Back

17th: Claire Kingston (N10) - Is That All There Is

18th: Allegra Post (Sweatshop) - A Dream Within A Dream

19th: Lauren Batuna (Dallas Conservatory) - Impermanence

20th: Addison Haggerty (MÜV) - Core

21st: Isabelle 7(Utah Arts Collective) - If I Be Wrong

22nd: Mason Gallenero (Dance Inc) - Man Or Machine

23rd: Harper Sherrard (Dallas Conservatory) - Natalie Don't

24th: Ally Choi (P21) - Echoes

24th: Kasey Blackmon (Collective PHX) - Lost Religion

25th: Savannah Wilkes (Dance Colony) - Immediately

26th: Cassidy (Tucson Dance Academy) - Echoes Emerging

27th: Lilly Hill (Collective Phoenix) - Final Waltz

28th: Johnny Gray (Nevada Ballet) - What Happened

29th: Journey Dye (Dyn'2Dance) - Plunder

29th: Matthias (A3 District) - It's All Right

30th: Sophia (Dance Unlimited) - Hypnosis

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I won't screenshot but sorry, but seriously defending Kaz on the investment scene is not it

Not saying not forgive him for it, Inej did, but no, it was not okay and there´s no light side to it. Because it´s simply not true. If Kaz ever saw Inej as purely an investment, by the time the rescue comes he is way far ahead from that. Kaz TELLS himself he sees her as investment, but even he knows it`s no longer true. He didn't have to and would only do it as last resourse but he would absolutely take the fall if it means Inej will be safe.

Kaz loves what Inej does for him, he appreciates how her abilities have helped him but the core of his feelings for Inej are admiration, she goes against everything he believes. Thats why he loves her, because he sees her as this strong person that keeps a good heart despite everything she´s been throught. She inspires him.He loves the person, not what the person does for him, otherwise he wouldn't even try to search for a change of her to be away.

And not to say he can't think of people as investments while caring at the same time, Nina? of course. Wylan? yes, Jesper? grey area, Matthias? man is more investment that anything. But with Inej it just feels like denial and figthing against his own feelings because he would be letting himself be weak.