#popcorn shooter

[hoenoredone]

A TYPICAL DATE

tags: sfw, fluff, headcanons, enstablished relationship characters: gojo, geto, nanami, naoya, inumaki, yuuta, noritoshi

GOJO SATORU

cat café

he's a cat dad and you're never going to convince otherwise. because of his job it's quite difficult for him to keep a pet in the house, he feels too bad leaving it all alone for days at the time (do not worry, the ball of fluff would have an automatic feeder and a self cleaning litter). so he gets his fix at a cat café. it's perfect, really: he can pet all the cats, and you can eat and drink to your heart's content while seeing him all happy and giddy.

GETO SUGURU

dinner and a movie

he's a wanted simple man, he's perfectly content setting the table while you stir fry the meat he had left in the fridge to marinate for the whole day. he'd fry up some popcorn after dinner and drizzle them in butter and salt. he loves it when you rest your head on his shoulder, especially if the movie turns out to be boring. he lets you fall asleep and does his best not to wake you at the end of the film. when nanako and mimiko make fun of him the day after for carrying you to the bed bridal style, he can only smile and ruffle their hair.

NANAMI KENTO

petit pâtisserie

he has a sweet tooth, sorry i don't make the rules. he doesn't like sickeningly sweet pastries, but a french press coffee and a slice of opéra cake are perfectly within his taste. he watches you eat an english scone with strawberry-rhubarb jam and clotted cream and sip on your darjeeling tea as he listen to you talk about whatever is on your mind. he notices some crumbs on your lower lip and tries to discretely let you know, but you're too absorbed in your own world to notice. so he gently wipes them away for you and notices a slight blush dusting your cheeks.

ZEN'IN NAOYA

michlin star restaurant

it's really not a date, it's more of an interview. he doesn't date just to date, he dates to marry. he needs to be the perfect heir for the zen'in clan, he needs a wife and a child. so he takes you to an incredibly expensive restaurant and grills you with questions. at the start it's not the most pleasant experience, but as the date goes on (if you answer his questions correctly) he loosens up and lets you speak freely. he doesn't even realize it, but he feels like he has a lot to prove, so once he decides that it's worth it he orderes his favorite wine (coincidentally the most expensive one) and shoos the waiter away to pour you a glass himself.

INUMAKI TOGE

arcade

please he loves the pinball machines, literally spends hours on them. you take turns at the claw machines to try and win each other a plushie (that riceball looks just like him? how?) and lose almost three thousand yen. he watches you play a shooter game and gets playfully annoyed when you don't listen to his tips. almost spills his coke all over one of the machines when you finally win your first game of the night. he offers you karaage to celebrate and you almost choke on the sauce when he imitates the panicked face you had during the game.

OKKOTSU YUUTA

picnic at the dog park

can he pet that dog? can he please pet that dog?? you bring the food and a table cloth, and he brings plates, cutlery, drinks and two different brands of dog treats. you could swear he spends more time looking at the dogs run around and telling you all about the specific breed than actually eating. a big fluffy maremmano runs towards him and almost knocks the picnic table over, but yuuta is ready: he grabs a duck skin treat from his pocket and hurls it to the other side of the park, but not before having pet the dog's head and having called him a good boy.

KAMO NORITOSHI

japanese tea house

he enjoys the quiet of the tea house's garden because he's not a kamo there, just noritoshi. he used to be partial to sencha tea but you insisted on ordering something different every time, and he's glad you did because he's a creature of habit, without you he wouldn't have discovered he actually prefers hojicha tea over anything else. he lets you order whatever you want, from dango to daifuku, even dorayaki once, but warabimochi remains his favorite.

[the-kr8tor]

Hello! If you haven’t yet I was thinking for fluffy Friday I could leave a suggestion

So Hobie is doing work as reader is watching their favourite slow burn Romcom but readers get all frustrated when the characters that have been pinning over each other for 3 whole seasons still haven’t kiss

You can tweak anything about this btw!

Thank you for requesting, angel! ❤️

Pairing: Hobie Brown x gn! Reader/ Spider-Punk x gn! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, cw food mentions, some swearing, FLUFF.

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“Arrghh!” You bite your pillow in frustration. The sound makes Hobie look up from fiddling with his web shooters on the kitchen table.

It's a quiet night in your shared flat, save for the mutterings on the telly and Hobie’s tools clunking and squeaking. The atmosphere is relaxed, added with the smell of popcorn and skittles mixed in, it truly feels like you're in the movies without the company of a large crowd of course. It's just you, Hobie and the couple on your favourite show that's been pining for each other for the past three seasons. Frustration doesn't cut it anymore, you're pissed. You just want them to just kiss and finally start their life together. But alas it just doesn't work like that, the yearning always gets to you, makes your stomach flip from all the tantalizing stares, entertaining banter and lingering touches. You commend the actors’ chemistry but you would like it very much for them to just snog each other, or at least confess.

You sit with your legs crossed over the other, fluffy socks tickling your bare legs. He looks at the back of your shaking head curiously, the telly's blue light casting a halo around you.

Hobie drops what he's doing, mechanical parts clinking on the wooden table. He turns off his lamp, promptly sauntering over to you. Draping himself over the back of the couch, his body folded in half just to look at the angry face you're making.

“Does that pillow taste good, lovey?” He picks up a popcorn, flicking it inside his mouth. Chewing, he tugs at the pillow you're currently munching on. “Why make popcorn when you've got our throw pillow, huh?”

“I'm fucking seething” sure enough, you grit your teeth, letting the poor pillow go.

“Not at me right?”

You scrunch your nose, “No, I'm not mad at you. Why? Is there something you did?” twisting your body, you look behind you, expecting a fire right on the table. It wouldn't be the first time.

You exhale out a relieved breath after finding the kitchen still intact and fire free.

“No? Not that I can think of” Hobie mumbles out.

“What's that?”

“Nothin'. Why are you mad?” He pokes your side.

“Because!” You gesture wildly at the telly. “These bitches are so stupid!”

Hobie laughs loudly, the sound bouncing off the walls. “Woah, language!” He jokes, earning you a soft chuckle. “What did those ‘bitches’ do to make you this angry?”

“They haven't even confessed to each other yet and it's been three fucking seasons of pining and longing! It's driving me nuts!” You wave your hands dramatically.

He looks at you with a half smile and a twinkle in his eyes the entire time you were ranting. Hobie slides his hand to your upper arm, rubbing affectionately to calm the fire in you.

You sigh, bumping your head to his, leaning towards his touch. “Sorry, too much?”

“Nah, I like it when you're passionate. Makes me feel normal about me ranting to you about…well everythin’” His back aches from the prolonged position, he doesn't mind though because he can still reach over to your cheek to press a soft kiss. Now his neck aches.

“Tell me more” He grunts, snaking his entire body down towards the couch, head bumping to your legs. You help with your hands over his shoulder and back, guiding him down for a softer landing.

You tell him about the plot from season one to where you're currently caught up. He listens intently, nodding and eating popcorn along the conversation. Hobie replies back a snarky comment or scoff when you're in a particular plot point that is incredibly ridiculous that no one in the world has probably experienced. Still, you and Hobie end up watching the show’s greatest hits and important bits because he insisted himself, he needed to see it with his own eyes. It's safe to say he ended up being invested in the story and characters.

Hobie ends up curled up with you on the settee, blanket draped over your legs that's wrapped in his long ones. His cold feet make you jump when he decides it's a good time to tease you when a boring part comes on. His arms envelope your entire torso, hands hidden under your shirt, resting on the soft skin of your hip.

You're completely relaxed, head resting on his chest, cheek smooshed, hands tracing his sides, eyes slowly drooping. Fighting a yawn, you hear the deep rumble in his chest, an unmistakable chuckle.

Peeking up, you raise an eyebrow questioningly. There was nothing funny happening on the screen, not even a throwaway joke.

Hobie notices your stare, a smirk playing on his lips, you have no idea how the telly's light makes him more handsome, you didn't even know it was possible for him to become more attractive.

“Why were you even mad? They're just like us before we were together”

You lean back, scoffing, eyebrows knitted together. “No, we weren't like that”

He looks at you with a face that says: are you sure about that?

Gasping, you look like a meteor struck you with realization. Now you remember why some of the (most frustrating) scenes in the show were so familiar to you. Because you lived through it with the man next to you. (He's currently laughing his ass off)

“Fuck! We used to be those stupid bitches!”

[lilacgyuvin]

STARGAZING! ━☆ﾟ.* a jiwoong x fem!reader smau

SYNOPSIS: in order to pass a class of his, kim jiwoong has to complete any volunteer work of his choice and document it. he ultimately gets stuck tutoring a high schooler, and he dreads starting— until he comes to meet his older sister.

starring ★ kim jiwoong, 7/9 of zb1, eunseok and shotaro of riize

warnings: kys jokes, fighting, cursing, kinda inexperienced!reader, a toxic ex, themes of manipulation/gaslighting (chapters including these themes will be prefaced as such), you can ignore timestamps!!

NOTE: this series is inspired by @i520u ‘s smaus!! they honestly helped revamp my love for writing, pls go check out their work!!

psa: this is fiction. how the ppl in this story act/interact is not how i perceive them to act irl, this is not meant to tear down anyone’s image!! also i don’t own any of the people that appear in here.

ask 2 be added 2 the taglist! ☆ﾟ

★ gunwook shooters | hags + gyuvin

table of contents ━☆ﾟ.*

chp. 1: passenger princesses

chp. 2 : beautiful stranger

chp. 3: her name

chp. 4: dni

chp. 5: fb

chp. 6: unspoken plans

chp. 7: collab

chp. 8: movie theatre popcorn

[lafayette-paw-arts]

Stupid random poly vees headcanons

Vox loves chocolate chip eggo waffles and chocolate chip mini muffins, he refuses any other type of muffin and it's rare to see him eating any other type of waffle.

Velvette likes pancakes, doesn't really care what type of pancakes but she refuses to use Pearl Milling Company (formerly Aunt Jemima) syrup she'll only use an expensive type of "real syrup"

Valentino is extremely easy, ceral, waffles, pancakes, doesn't matter, give it.

Vox absolutely LOVES bacon, so when bacon is made most of it ends up on his plate, the others will take a few pieces for themselves but yeah, Vox gets the lions share.

Vox has weird tastes in video games and tends to just chase the serotonin. He has action games (not usually shooter style), story, exploration, sandbox, even farming sims (he likes Paleo Pines)

Velvette has a ton of games she just doesn't play them very often.

Valentino loves shooter style games and action games, he's not a huge fan of cozier games like farming sims or like animal crossing.

Vox had to put a heavy duty protector on Valentino's switch.

Voxtek has made the most durable gaming controllers in hell, why? because when Val gets pissed at a game he throws his controller and Vox got tired of buying new ones to replace it (or dealing with the whining that Val couldn't play games anymore until the controller was replaced) so the controllers they make are practically indestructible.

Vox loves spicy food but the others don't like it as much as he does, so when he's cooking for himself it's extremely spicy, but when he's cooking for the three of them it has to be "Val and Vel safe" levels of spice

Vox also loves salty food, chips, popcorn, even sea-salt chocolate, he loves it.

Vel has the biggest sweet tooth of the bunch, she loves the sugar cookies with the frosting and sprinkles on them and she also loves the two bite brownies.

Val is more jack of all trades with his food tastes, he's not super picky but he does love hot chicken wings tho.

Velvette will go out clubbing with Zeezi, they love to party the night away and drink a lot.

They love to scare any asshole guys or gals who are trying to be gross to others in the bars (they find it fun, Zeezi calls it "bitch hunting")

Valentino surprisingly enough hangs out with Carmilla sometimes, it's like a once in a blue moon thing, but they'll get together at an air soft range and will have a one on one battle (sometimes Carmilla's daughters join them)

Whoever wins gets bragging rights until the next time they meet up.

Vox spends time with Zestial, he will meet up with the elder overlord once a week for tea and they just talk and play chess.

The other Vees hate it because Vox always comes back talking like Zestial and it lasts for hours.

Sorry for the long wait for more but here you go! There are some weird ones for ya!

[nylpad]

CAFFEINE, CODE, AND COUCH CONFESSIONS

Warnings: coffee addiction

Tim Drake, the resident tech genius of Wayne Manor, had a mission: to teach you the intricacies of coding. Armed with a whiteboard, a stack of textbooks, and a steely determination, he embarked on this noble quest. Little did he know that unraveling the mysteries of Python and JavaScript would be the least challenging part.

Tim sat you down in the cozy corner of the Batcave, the glow of the Batcomputer casting shadows on his face. He explained loops, variables, and functions with the fervor of a preacher. But your brain? It was like a stubborn old laptop running Windows 95—slow, glitchy, and prone to crashing.

"Okay, so if you have a nested loop," Tim said, pointing at the whiteboard, "you'll need to—"

You interrupted. Again. "Wait, wait. What's a nested loop? Is it like a Russian doll situation?"

Tim sighed, rubbing his temples. "No, it's not—"

"But what if the Russian doll is an array?" you asked, eyes wide.

Tim's patience wavered. "It's not—"

"But what if the array contains Batman's utility belt gadgets?" you persisted.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "That's not—"

Coding fatigue set in. Tim's eyes glazed over as you continued your relentless questioning. He needed a distraction—a break from the syntax and semicolons. So, he proposed a truce: "How about we take a snack break?"

You perked up. "Snacks? Now you're speaking my language."

Soon, the Batcave echoed with the rustling of chip bags and the clinking of coffee mugs. Tim brewed a fresh pot of coffee—the fifth one that day—and you raised an eyebrow.

"Tim, you're going to turn into a jittery metahuman," you warned.

He grinned, sipping from his mug. "Nah, I've built up a tolerance."

The couch beckoned, its cushions inviting. Tim abandoned the whiteboard, and you both sank into its plush embrace. Laptops forgotten, you fired up the gaming console. The Batcave's massive screen displayed the latest multiplayer shooter.

"Ready to kick some virtual butt?" you asked, controller in hand.

Tim hesitated. "Actually, can we watch movies instead?"

You raised an eyebrow. "Movies? Since when do you—"

"—binge-watch romantic comedies?" Tim finished, cheeks flushing. "I may or may not have a soft spot for cheesy love stories."

And so, you traded code for rom-coms, coffee for popcorn. Tim's head found its way to your lap, and you stroked his hair absentmindedly.

"Promise me," you said, "no more coffee. Your heart rate is rivaling the Bat-Signal."

He grumbled but complied. "Fine. But only because you're the best code-cracking partner."

As the credits rolled on the screen, Tim whispered, "Maybe I'll write an algorithm to predict our next movie choice."

You chuckled. "Or we could just flip a coin."

And there, in the dim glow of the Batcave, you realized that maybe—just maybe—love was the most complex code of all.

[lavenderbuckyy]

stevie headcanons for his birthday! ❤️

wakes up at 5 am EVERY DAY to go for a run

sometimes he has so much energy in his body he HAS to do something physical, like go running or use an exercise machine. bucky calls it the zoomies 😭

with this excess energy, he fidgets a lot. rubbing his hands together, tapping his foot/jigging his leg, cracking his knuckles/neck

he knows sign language!

he's a total introvert and needs time to recharge. he doesn't like big events or parties and prefers low-key time with friends

irish accents always remind him of his ma. sometimes when he hears one in public, he feels like he's back in his apartment in brooklyn with her

(he's fond of F.R.I.D.A.Y. for this reason)

he's a great listener. the avengers come to him when they have a problem because they know he truly cares and he'll pay full attention

on days off he likes exploring different museum exhibits in brooklyn

burns in the sun sooo easily, he's constantly reapplying suncream. when the avengers have beach days, he always has to sheepishly walk up to someone and ask them to do his back

his favourite colour is blue!

although he's more of a cat person, steve is fond of golden retrievers. no real reason, he just thinks they're neat

awkward around kids, but he tries his best

this man is so well hydrated. he brings his reusable water bottle everywhere and is constantly sipping on it

orders sharing platters just for himself at restaurants bc of his metabolism

he has a lot of respect for natasha; she's one of the first people he truly came to trust in the 21st century. they spar together a lot!

he loves the smell of apples cooking 🍏

his movie night snack of choice is salted popcorn

likes strategy games like chess, battleships, etc. he's an absolute MENACE at monopoly and nobody wants to play with him

he is truly haunted by star spangled man with a plan and rappin' with cap

his hair gets lighter and more golden in the sun. natural highlights 🌤️ plus he gets little freckles across his shoulders and nose!

he is so sappy on the inside fr ❤️

prefers pancakes > waffles (he and bucky fight over this)

he attends a lot of protests (e.g. women's rights march 2017), both because he cares and because he knows it'll bring more media attention to the issue if he attends

he is so touched by the fan letters he gets from little kids. he keeps them all, but he sticks up his absolute favourite artwork on the fridge

pretends to not understand modern technology just to aggravate tony

uses perfect punctuation and caps in his texts — except he leaves out full stops at the end of sentences because he thinks it "makes him sound annoyed" 😭

hates doing dishes. usually he just rinses off his plate/mug and leaves it in the sink for later

bottles up his feelings. usually he exercises as a way to work out his frustration, but he won't talk to someone until he's at breaking point or they make him

absolutely awful at first-person shooter games

he hates lemon desserts and sour candy. bur he loves lemonade... hmm 🤨

[elliespeach]

I don't know if you aceppt regrest now but think about it, spider ellie headcanons !!

anon i am assuming u mean spider woman ellie if not im sorry thats what i got out of it but i cant imagine u asking for ellie being a legit spider n just crawling around so here we go the artwork below is by graycomics!!

🕸️ — she was nerding out in the planetarium one day n felt a prick on the back of her neck while she was reading a poster ab space travel!!! she saw it was a spider n just kind of brushed it off.

🕸️ — discovering her powers was so FUNNY. woke up feeling completely different n out of body,, took the subway to her campus and her hand got stuck on the balance pole n she was freaking tf out, she couldn’t get it off until like five stops later when she finally pulled as hard as she could n literally slammed into the empty seats

🕸️ — i'm gonna say her webs come from her wrists (tobey core) bc i know homegirl isn’t tech savvy enough to make her own web shooters so when that happened for the first time she nearly passed out. waving down a cab to at least try to make it to her class on time and it just flowed out of her into the air she very quickly shoved her hands in her pockets n just walked back home cus wtf just happened to her

🕸️ — def crawled on her walls for fun once she kind of understood what was going on, i’d say she used it to help her clean her apartment but lets be real here. its ellie.

🕸️ — never really thought ab using her powers for helping society until one day it just kind of happened to her, her body tensed up, hair standing straight up all over her body along with goosebumps. her mind felt like it was honing in on something until she turned her head, seeing a girl being followed into an alley by a guy and just knew it was trouble. didn’t use her webs cus she doesnt know how to rlly use them yet but she beat the shit out of that guy, using the walls of the alley to get leverage he was easily two hundred pounds heavier than her but god she pummeled him

🕸️ — finally!! homegirl knows what's going on after a few weeks, made a makeshift suit out of pjs (tom core) she loved swinging thru the buildings of new york looking for anyone she could help, but usually she just helped cats get out of trees, balancing on branch to try n reach them while the cat is just chilling there, “come on u ugly thing” finally she just webs them to her bc she is impatient asf

🕸️ — the news didn’t rlly care ab her all that much until she busted a hostage situation in a bank, swinging to the top of the building and working her way in through one of the upper windows. she crawled along the ceiling to get a view first, seeing what and who to target. this was her first major crime but her spidey sense did all the work for her. webbing up some of the assailants from the ceiling before dropping down into the spidey pose!! dodging bullets that flew at her, “gotta try harder than that!” n then completely demolishing them like it was nothing and saving the day

🕸️ — she lovveddddd to pick on her opponents shes such a cocky little shit, she would belittle them while very easily over powering them things like, “you guys need to work on your stealth, i heard u a mile away.” “this is what ur stealing? prison food is worth this?” letting them throw punches while she just dodges them and teasingly waves to them while they punch the air around her

🕸️ — loves watching the news cover the footage of her busts!!! sits back w some popcorn and just watches herself beat the shit out of these people, smirking while the newscaster desperately asks the audience to come forward w any information on her so the police can question her, rewinding and pausing over and over again to study her form to be better

🕸️ — gets so excited to put on her little pj suit she trips over herself most of the time to put it on before crawling out of her window to scale her apartment building

🕸️ — stopping a fatal car accident with her hands!!! just swinging and planting herself right in the middle of where the impact would be, putting her hands out n everyone is cheering and shes just like :))) “yeah i did that” waving and smiling under her mask she just loves to be appreciated for her work even tho it’s all lightwork for her

🕸️ — her first enemy!!!! first non-mortal enemy that is anyway ((cus the cats in the tree antagonize her to no end)) gave her a run for her money i’ll tell u that, she was thrown into a building n literally went thru it into the offices behind the cement they all looked at her like wtfff and she just popped up, “sorry!!!!!!” before swinging back out of the now gaping hole in the building

🕸️ — she lost that fight, sent home licking her wounds that healed over night but she felt horrible for not being able to help :( the next day she tracked them down and instead of being her usual goofy, cocky self she focused solely on defeating them and left the comments until after they were down, trapped in her webs. kneeling down while they wriggled in them trying to get free, “got you asshole”

🕸️ — more cats stuck in trees, “i’m trying to fucking help you” while she pspspspsps to get them to come closer cus someone complained that her webs matted their cats fur so webbing them was not an option anymore and she seriously would rather fight another super villain

🕸️ — posing in her mirror in her spidey suit!!! as dingy as it is she couldn’t get enough, looking at herself in all the angels and doing faux interviews with her hair brush, “ahhh its no problem really, i’m happy to help” wink. but when she was actually interviewed after stopping a petty theft crime she just kinda stood there like 🧍🏻‍♀️ n didn’t say much and when asked a personal question she immediately webbed the nearest building and swung away; she didn’t do interviews after that

🕸️ — smirking to herself hearing people on the streets talk about the mysterious spider-woman who was doing more than the police ever could, hearing rumors about who is could possibly be but the guesses were so far off that it usually made her laugh, women in power, well known women is the community, but never the unassuming college student

🕸️ — one day she’s walking to class n some guy comes around the corner n tried to mug her, holding out a dinky knife to threaten her. she literally just laughs in his face and he’s like bitch!!! i’ll do it!!! n ellie’s just like “i’d love to see you try, go ahead” he thrusted the knife forward just to scare her n she just grabs his wrist and twisted it n the knife fell she just punches him in the face n he’s knocked out cold she swears she could’ve done that w out her powers

🕸️ — as much as being nyc’s protector fulfilled her the end of her days were always lonely :( coming home to a dark n cold apartment and she longed for connection to someone, her parents have been gone for ages and there was no extended family to keep her company. she knew she couldn’t have a relationship with anyone, they would be in danger all the time n she couldn’t bare the thought of someone getting hurt— esp someone she loved bc of her. so she sat in her apartment alone, flipping from the news to her fav sitcom and eating expired ramen.

spidey ellie :(((( my lover i wish u were real

[ch1-kasak0]

CUP HEAD HEAD CANONS GRRRR

A hahaha this isn't very child friendly :3 18+🔥🔥🔥

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Cup 100% spent way too much time staying up all night looking at the stars, has been punished multiple times by hat for staying up and not being awake for training :3

Cups fav dates would be staying up and stargazing or spending time walking through forests and around lakes and skimming rocks or playing with the animals at shelters

Always carries various animal treats and toys

Had a favourite pencil and would get emotional when it was taken off of him as a kid

Ambidextrous

Has tried to stack things on his dick, it worked but some almost got stuck and he panicked so much he cried

Considering bendys kick to his crotch he's probably not gonna have kids for awhile.. Or ever bendy has a really strong kick . _.

Likes driving near mountains so he can admire the scenery

Absolutely dispises people who leave their lights on for no reason at night (light pollution)

Is probably a tits man, likes laying on ur chest, man or woman since he likes listening to ur heartbeat, occasionally squeezes ur titties/chest for a giggle, makes a honk sound when he does and dies laughing everytime

Went to Scotland once and some dickhead asked him if he knew Swahili (it's a saying) and he learned Swahili just to spite the guy

Strangely likes the taste of cum... ( ͡ ͡° ͜ ʖ ͡ ͡°)

Can run through trees ninja style

Drives like a dad

Bendy sometimes likes to just hug cup for the warmth #walking heater

Is really good at massages, got a tense spot? Go to cup and it'll be gone, might even get a hug as well

REALLY likes Eskimo kisses, he loves them sm

Yells train everytime he sees one, no matter who hears him

Has tried to lick one of the pea shooters before, nearly burned his tongue off and it's still kinda scarred around his mouth n shit, couldn't eat for like a month or 2 after (this was when he first got the bullets btw)

Really scarred and veiny hands, yum

Has probably been attacked by a succubus before

Sleeps like a "paint me like one of your French girls" when he isn't hugging smth

Prefers sweet n salty popcorn over just sweet or just salty

Likes looking out of the window when on car rides

Jonathan Sims core

Really likes sushi

"Gimme a hug :("

":3"

Jewelry.

Tried to read Wilsons journal once, no thanks.

You gotta be his fav person under mugs if he can trust u to protect him while he sleeps

Has weird hobbies and interests, he could rant about cannibalism for hours and if you trust him he'd ask if you can help him w bondage stuff (just, helping him tie u up or u tying him up) he's fascinated by bondage,

Can sleep upside down

Hates summer and winter, only likes autumn and spring

used to sound like will Stetson before he started smoking, so lowkey a TINY bit why he did, he thought he didnt sound threatening:P

Unironically moans a little when he's out of breath, no one has told him yet bc regardless of how lewd it is he just has a nice voice, his vocal cords are very moanable it's amazing

Also moans a lot when he sings, dunno why, no one has tried to stop him

gynecomastia (man boobs)

One time broke into a bar, drank most of the bars whiskey and then gave himself a concussion by falling into a pool table

Doesnt like tofu for whatever reason

Can easily fall asleep in a car if he's comfortable but doesn't bc he's not

Cannot sit still

Cannot stand still

Cannot lie still

Dispises people who talk when they eat

Gets sick when he sees chewed up food in people's mouths

Really wants a pet vulture idk

Tried to drink out of his straw, thought nothing of it, then asked dementia to try... It was weird.. It felt weird.. He didn't like it

Has really tense shoulders and back, physically incapable of massaging himself but can do it perfectly for others, it's a struggle

Likes rain, doesn't like getting wet

Will flood a bathroom if he uses a bath, cannot keep water in it for some reason

Likes cuddles, might have said this in another post but who gives af

Would 100% listen to MSI, Will wood and jhariah frfr trust

HIP DIPS. he has hip dips you can't change my mind/violin hips idk idgaf

Central heterochromia 100%

Used to hum the same song as demi did to help mugs sleep when they were younger, now does it for dying animals he finds and can't help save

If it was acceptable, would wear sleeveless turtle necks n shit like that trust (would make it easier to touch his boobs as well frfr)

Is the type of boy best friend to carry tampons n shit just incase one of his bsfs get her period #slay

[copperbadge]

I happened to be near soldier field and saw their sign. Why are fanny packs prohibited? 😲

[ID: A sign posted in the park on the way to Soldier Field stadium; it's not clearly readable but the rules for what is not allowed in Soldier Field are lengthy. There is a big international "no" sign over a gun at the top of the list, and at the bottom it mentions Soldier Field is a non-smoking facility.]

Soldier Field's bag policy is pretty fucking insane. They send you like three emails about it before the event, because they want to make really sure you get it, and they also have lockers at the stadium in case you weren't paying attention.

The tl;dr is that the only bags you can carry into the stadium are a 12" clear plastic tote, a gallon ziplock, or a clutch purse less than 5x7" (no shoulder or waist strap). The clutch can be opaque, but any other bag has to be clear and none of them can "attach" to your person by means of a strap. This isn't exclusive to any specific event, it's standard stadium policy, so it applies to both sporting and entertainment events like concerts.

Aside from a handful of games at Wrigley several years ago, I haven't been in a pro stadium in more than a decade. I've only been attending ballgames at minor league stadiums, where they might search your bag or they might just wave you through. I'm pretty sure some of the games I've attended in Texas allowed open carry. Even Wrigley just searched whatever bag you were carrying. So this policy might be standard at football stadiums more than baseball, but it's also fucked up. Presumably it both ensures that you don't bring outside consumables into the park, so that they get that sweet concessions cash, and that you don't bring a weapon or anything that could be used as a weapon.

I bought a bottle of water and a box of popcorn at the park and it ran me $13, and let me tell you that kind of price gouging could definitely inspire violence.

Potentially the issue is real; Chicago has a problem with gun violence, the US in general has a problem with mass shooters, and soccer is by far the most shouty and passionate sport I've ever been involved in. Still, if you're already putting us through metal detectors (and they are) I think you can ease back and maybe let a bastard have a messenger bag.

(Just so I don't get a dozen comments about this: yes, UK, we know what a fanny means there, it means butt in the US, a fanny pack is a bag that sits on your butt.)

[istherewifiinhell]

im reading comics. ive got a blog. ive got screenshots

[ID: panel of ravage thinking "Perfect! I cannot imagine a more ideal opportunity! END]

marveltf no.2, or 3&4 in the uk version, 1984.

[Deep breath] Plot: Bill Mantlo, Script: Jim Salicrup, Pencils: Frank Springer, Inks: Kim Demulder, Letters: Janice Chiang, Colour: Nelson Yomtov, Editor: Bob Buduansky, EiC: Jim Shooter

Digital re-master by digikore studios limited. collection edits by Justin Eisinger and Alonzo Simon. editorial notes and assistance by Mark. W. Bellomo

jeez again. well lets start of with the remaster hate, on top of the lettering miscorrections...

[ID: Comparing the same shot of Soundwave from two versions. 1. the us printing, his plating has been coloured in purple. 2. digital remaster, its been corrected to blue. (Also Megatron happens to be in frame and thinking "As always Starscream slyly seeks to undermine my command, but his advice is sound!") END]

BOOO, they hate his pussy. purplewave you will always be real to me....

(i also dont think the job of a remaster should be to correct originally present errors, or EVER. to 'bring inline visual brand cohesion'. Imagine if they remaster mirage comics with 87 turtle headband colours... riots in the STREETS.

They should simply restore to higher resolution quality lost from age/accessibility accessibility. like high def scans and faded colour correction... i wish we could keep the quality and texture from print u know) (this is not the fault of individuals doing the restore work, whose names i dont even know, just the company that idw hires to do this work)

ANYWAY. commencing with the bullshit.

[ID: Starscream scowling while Megatron is just behind him. Thinking "Megatron's deductions are most shrewd! I must be careful not to ever let my lust for power cause me to under- estimate his cunning! It is only a matter of time before Starscream commands the decepticons!" END]

ah there we go. im at baseline. im calibrated. locked in

[ID: Large panel of Bumblebee lifted up on a car mechanics hoist, in the Witwicky garage. Hes saying "Help me, please! I'm dying!" A puddle of fluid draing away underneath him. Sparkplug, in sleepwear, shoes and a cap says "Buster-- This isn't like you-- Playin' a dumb joke on your old man in the middle of the night!" Buster pleading "This is no joke, Dad! Believe me, I'm as surprised as you are! I know it sounds crazy, but I'm sure this car is alive! And unless you do whatever it takes to repair it-- it will die! END]

kjfngjhsddfg BUH. fucked up. if im honest

[ID: Two panels, Sparkplug looking up to Bee's undercarriage, finding the source of a leak he thinks "Here's the problem!" Off panel Buster explains excitedly "Four other cars then turned into giant robots and started blasting the jet fighters! "O" and Jessie must've split in all the confusion! I hopped into this car and steered it home!" Panel in silhouette, black on vibrant red, Buster gesticulates wildly, continuing "I mean it doesn't have an ignition or gas pedal or--" Sparkplug continues to look up, and interrupts "I don't know what they put in that popcorn at the drive-in, but i hope it s Not habit-forming!" END

KINDA GOES HARD..... if im honest.

[ID: 1. Buster in Bee's driver's seat, Sparkplug standing outside, speaking to them. Bee: Fear not, Sparkplug Witwicky, I merely plan to relay your generous offer-- Finding some way to convert earthly resources to fuel for Autobot use-- to my leader Optimus Prime! I shall safely return with your son! Sparkplug: Right! Buster: Isn't this the most incredible thing that's ever happened to us?!? Okay, Bumblebee, like, take me to your leader! 2. Two humans, Buster's friends, look at Bee. "Jess, Buster's car just talked!" Jess: "I noticed!" END]

Around here I was coming to understand the off kilter humour their going for, contrasting the bots speech patterns with humans. i dunno if its good reading, but i get it. and yeah they were using a lot of the watchman ass 9 panel layout... if it works eh?

speaking of bot dialogue

[ID: Three panels, Optimus rallying his troops and they change from bot to alt mode by saying "Autobots, convert to earth-modes! Let's move out!" END]

hmm. still work-shopping that one i see. you know. the classic thing autobots do.... convert and move out... what to catholicism or something??

[ID: Panel of an asymmetrical and scifi looking castle on a rocky peak. Caption box: Meanwhile, in the half-completed Decepticon base, constructed from various parts of the erstwhile Harrison Nuclear Plant… END]

Different style but apparently comics Megatron still likes himself a castle. Okay dracula. okay NOS-4-A2.

[ID: Optimus in bot mode, looming over the two humans, he says "I bring you Greetings from Cybertron!" Sparkplug: This one's even bigger than Bumblebee! Buster: Uh-- Hi! END]

He is bigger than Bumblebee... good scale tho, looks right to me anyway. there is a certain charm in this exchange. everyone's suitably and interestingly awkward.

[ID: Panel of Sunstreaker shooting towards the sky, as Sideswipe takes off with a jet pack. Side: If it's a fight they want, Sunstreaker, we can give it to them! Sun: My electron pulse gun shouldn't disappoint them! Side: While you get 'em in your sights, I'll go meet 'em up close and personal. Sun, thinking: Ever-eager for battle, my brother has rashly employed his energy-draining rocket backpack! END]

ah. so the brother thing is from comics. okay. everything always is isnt it? and yes. all the fight scenes have had dialogue like this.

[ID: Megatron stepping toward the viewer, menacingly. "Overconfident Fools! They entrusted the human to their weakest member!" He easily thumps Bee's head with one fist. The humans, small enough to be seen in the space between Megatron's legs. On says "He kayoed Bumblebee with just one shot!" END]

CRUSHED HIM LIKE A BUGGGG 🥁🔔

[ID: Two panels, Caption box: And acts-- Megatron holds Sparkplug in one hand, Optimus points his gun and says "Megatron-- surrender the human or suffer the consequences!" Megatron replies "In a word, Optimus-- He fires his canon, the blast engulfing Prime with a "Wawooom" Megatron finishes "--NO!" But meanwhile Sparkplug is free from his grip, shouting "Geronimo!" END]

honestly this whole page of exchanges was great.... its what i love to see them do... get him megs lol. girl ur so funny. beast warsian almost.

...well thats basically it. its a race to find a way to convert earths energies to their use, and The 'Con have kidnapped the one human who seems willing and able to do it. Low on fuel, and on hope, will our intrepid heroes prevail? As Sparkplug's fate hangs in the balance... tune in next time for...

[ID: Buster looking concerned thinking to himself "How will they be able to rescue Dad-- When it looks like they can't even help themselves?! Caption box: [small next arrow] And along came a... [title text] Spider-man! END]

EX-SQUEEZE ME?!

[obsessed-with-saiki-k]

Kaidou: *cheeks full of popcorn kernels like a squirrel * hey, you ever heard of the pea shooter from plants vs zombies?

Saiki: why do I hang out with you

[queen-of-the-frickin-bees]

Headcannons for Hailey and Ife!! These choices are from the poll I put out! (A new poll should be active soon ;))

Hailey

She might work for the Shadow Decree, but you honestly wouldn’t know just from talking to her. She’s so laid back and isn’t seen on the battlefield often

I think she would get a lot of joy from bothering Hyde, she probably plops herself down in his office and just talks his ear off

Hyde totally called Hilda once to force Hailey out of his office (Hailey x Hilda forever)

I believe she plays online shooter games, but she’s totally the type of person to just hide out or wander out in then open, she doesn’t really win a lot but she’s content

She makes tons of little gadgets, I could also see her somehow making Hilda’s favorite flower out of scraps for her 🧡

Ife

Ife has put together movie nights for the Union and will go out of her way to use her own money to rent new movies every week

I totally believe she’s made popcorn flavors for all of her friends, either based on personality or their food preferences

She is absolutely riddled with anxiety, and I firmly believe that she doesn’t enjoy fighting. I think she’d be more content in the back lines helping the healers

I think her and Q could be friends, Q totally helped her make a little short film

[taylorfan-13]

What if the spiderman squad was playing the floor is lava. Imagine how chaotic it would be once they realize they could use their webs to cheat. And then everyone gets mad bc everyone is doing their own thing and trying to make the others lose 😭😭 btw hello 👋

Okay so this would actually be pretty interesting and maybe almost cause world war 3 between some people, also heyyy<3

(Also if anyone else has any ideas please share them)

Miles: definitely was the one who started it all by yelling, THE FLOOR IS LAVA YOU HAVE 5 SECONDS TO GET TO SAFETY. He also was the first to use his web shooters and everyone was pissed and said he cheated but he asked lyla and she said its not considered cheating. He also used his invisibility a few times so no one could get to him and it worked. I feel like he would kinda not wanna push his friends but would end up doing so anyway.

Gwen: girl is not afraid to hurt someone. She will kick any of them in the face, maybe not miles but who knows, she unpredictable! She would be the one to start would war 3 with someone if she felt they cheated.

Hobie and Pavitr: would secretly team up to win and take over the government- *coughs* I mean Gwen and miles. Hobie would also recruit Mayday because he just wants to see his little anarchist blossom and flourish. I feel like Gwen would push Pavitr and then him and Hobie would act super dramatic. It would be like the scene in titanic when jack sank. And then he’d make it his mission to hunt down Gwen!

Peter b: at first said it would be unsafe to do this but would join in anyway cause who wouldn’t join. Wasn’t as serious as the kids but would throw a fit if he lost. Also would comfort Hobie when he lost his teammate.

The ultimate show down would be between Gwen and Hobie. They’d make it super dramatic and force lyla to put on dramatic music. Miles would be cheering on Gwen while Pavitr would cheer on Hobie. Peter b and Mayday would just watch with popcorn.

At one point they would both fall at the same time and in the heat of their argument about who won, Miguel would step in and say, I obviously won you stupid little amateurs! And Gwen would stare him dead in the eyes and say, bitch you thought you ate but you didn’t, the only thing you’ll ever win is the award for the most annoying little bitch! Pavitr would be like go off girl. And then while they were arguing Peter b would go steal the trophy Lyla made for them.

The end!!

[harrison-abbott]

with the word KILLER

My uncle went and shot up a supermarket and he killed six people before the police came in and killed him.

I never knew my uncle particularly well and I hadn’t seen him since I was six years old and that was at a ball game with my Dad, and my father had long since stopped speaking to him. All I really remember about my uncle was that he gave me a big tub of popcorn and I coughed on one of the nugs when I tried to swallow it and he hit my back to try and get the nug out my throat. His hand hurt more than the coughing did.

So I saw his face on the news and the images of the cordoned-off supermarket with the tape and the flashing blue lights and so on. It said that fifteen other folks were injured and some of them critically.

I didn’t really make the relational connection – that it was my uncle that did it – until it got out at my school. Somebody told the kids that the shooter was my uncle. And then suddenly all the attention was turned on me.

Packs of girls would walk up to me in the playground and ask me why he did it. I said I didn’t know because I didn’t know him.

“Your uncle was the one that killed all of those people, right?” a girl said to me in the lunch queue. All her girl friends were watching me. I nodded. “Why did he do it?” I opened my mouth, but didn’t end up saying anything. “You must be a fucked up family, right?” And she walked away with her friends and they followed her righteously.

Or, I would walk down a corridor on my own, and a bunch of other kids would go silent and stare at me.

And then the word circled around the school population and my friends started to dodge me. They didn’t want to be seen with me in the playground or the canteen and they stopped sitting next to me on the bus. When I called them, they wouldn’t pick up. Or when I went around to their house after school or at the weekend they didn’t answer.

It made me really begin to hate my uncle.

One night a car rolled up outside our house. And a bunch of boys (I assume they were boys but I didn’t know for sure because none of us saw them) lobbed a series of bricks through our windows. They had tied bits of paper to the bricks, with the word KILLER crayoned on them. My Mum called the police and the police officers came. The officers didn’t seem to care much about what happened. And they said they would keep an ear out if they heard anything about who might have done it. But they couldn’t help.

Father had to pay for all of the windows to get repaired. Replaced, rather. I was there in the house when the window men were replacing the glass frames. And I overheard them talking about how this house was owned by the brother of the man that went and murdered six people down at the supermarket on a Saturday morning. This is what it took to make our family remarkable, when this had never been the case before.

[elflock-magician]

Wowooww idk how to request things but if you’re up for it and you like the ship it’d be nice to have some charwhit fluff :0

Thank you for the request!! This was so much funnn. Hope you enjoy <3

Summary - After yet another trial, MonoTV opens another floor, on which is an Arcade. Charles and Whit get to spend some time there. But apparently Charles doesn’t know much about video games.

Tw - They play an Arcade game that uses plastic guns so TW for that

Charles never really enjoyed Arcade games. Well… less not enjoyed and more never really got the chance to go to any sort of Arcade. He was always busy with work and such. Charles remembered sometime vividly in high school, that across the street from the school was an Arcade. And after school his classmates would get to go and just blow their money on pointless prizes and completely rigged games, and just, as he deemed, waste their time. But even though he thought that at the time, he always found himself staring at the Arcade from across the street, almost longingly. 

He felt that same feeling as he stared at the small arcade in front of him. He remembered that feeling of loneliness. The very thought of it made a pit form in his stomach. “Boo! Hey Charles!” A voice suddenly called out, clearly attempting to startle Charles. “Gah!” Charles called out, indeed startled, as he flinched a bit. His head snapped in the direction of the voice. 

“Hey, earth to Charles! Anybody home?” Whit said jokingly and smiled, as he appeared at Charles’ side. He was the origin of the voice. “Wh– Whit! Don’t startle me like that.” Charles chastised. Whit giggled in response. “Sorry. But anywho, whatcha lookin’ at?” Whit asked and put his hand on his hip, directing his attention to the area in front of the two.

The arcade had a set of double doors and an abundance of glass windows that allowed you to see inside, showcasing the many arcade games available. “An Arcade, I believe.” Charles replied. Whit went over and put his face against the window for a minute, looking to see through the window. Charles would have said something about how doing that is unsanitary, just figured Whit didn’t care. “Wow! That place looks great!” Whit commented. “More like an attraction for wasting time.” Charles grumbled. “Who cares if it’s a ‘waste’? It’s our time, let’s waste it how we want!” Whit replied happily before turning back to Charles. “‘Our time’” Charles repeated what Whit had said, “What do you mean?” He questioned. “What I mean is that we should totally go and play a few games together!” Whit said excitedly.

“Now is not nearly time to be playing games.” Charles replied and fixed his orange glasses slightly. “Oh come on, we can afford to lighten up a bit. C’mon! Play a game with me.” Whit insisted. “We should be investigating.” Charles responded. Charles would probably never admit it, but Whit’s offer was rather tempting. “C’mon! Please?~” Whit continued. Charles looked over at Whit, who was giving him the puppy-dog eyes look. 

“...Fine.” Charles murmured, blushing slightly.

“Yes!” Whit hissed happily before taking Charles by the hand and yanking him into the Arcade. Charles blushed slightly as Whit held his hand but simply evaded his eyes from such display. The two of them entered the Arcade, which was filled with several arcade cabinets. All of them were on, leading to a mass of bright lights, which was slightly disorienting, but Charles guessed it was supposed to be part of the ‘fun.’ There was also that strange stench of popcorn in the air, for some reason.

“Oh! Hey hey hey! Let’s play Zombie Shooter 3!” Whit said before pulling Charles over and stopping in front of a specific arcade cabinet. The arcade game was decorated with poorly drawn fake blood, and two plastic guns that were connected to the game.

“Well, shouldn’t we go in chronological order and play… ‘Zombie Shooter’s one and two before this so we can actually understand the story?” Charles asked and approached, vaguely picking up one of the plastic guns.

“It’s a game about shooting some zombies. We can probably fill in the blanks.” Whit said with a shrug as he spun the plastic gun around in his hand.

“I suppose. But how exactly does this work?” Charles muttered and started investigating the fake gun.

“What do ya mean?” Whit asked and tilted his head a bit.

“I mean, I understand it’s a game about shooting zombies, the title is self explanatory,” Charles took a step back and positioned the plastic gun, “But what exactly is the point? How do we win?” He asked.

“You don’t know much about video games, do you?” Whit replied. “I can’t say I do.” Charles said in response. “Well that’s alright, lemme explain.” Whit began, “Basically, we just gotta hit the zombies like they’re targets, that’s the goal of the game, y’know?” He explained.

“Yes, I’m not stupid, but why? What incentive do we have to win?” Charles asked as the title theme of the game replayed. “I dunno, pretend you’re saving your family from the zombies. We’re not playing it to win, we’re playing it for fun!” Whit said before clicking the big red button in front of the screen to start the game. “Fun. Right.” Charles repeated. And, as he said that, he couldn’t help but crack a smile at the sentiment. Whit gave him this feeling of being comfortable. Like anything could happen and yet he’d still be fine. 

“Hey, the games ‘bout to start.” Whit suddenly chimed in. “Mh! Ah, right. Of course. I’m not an idiot.” Charles grumbled under his breath as he held the plastic gun up to the screen. A little too close to the screen, positioning the tip of the plastic gun right at the screen, close enough to touch it. Whit just giggled and slightly pulled Charles a step back from the screen by the back of his lab coat. “Wh– Hey!” He called out. But he didn’t get the chance to question anything as the game started, signified by some unsettling groans from the machine.

“Watch this!” Whit said and closed one of his eyes and pressed down the button on the plastic gun, shooting various zombies with ease. “...Looks easy enough.” Charles muttered in response and tried to follow along. Whit was surprisingly good at it, while Charles less so, though it was clear that Charles was trying.

“Wow Charles! Your aim is kinda wack, not gonna lie.” Whit commented as Charles’ crossheir trembled and barely landed on the target. “Well the zombies keep moving! Aren’t they decomposing?” He questioned, as a few bangs erupted from the game as he shot at the zombies, “Even theoretically, there is practically no way for them to be moving!” He continued, “Ya never know.” Whit said with a shrug and did most of the zombie-killing. “Yes, I do actually! And even if they did, say, theoretically, come back to life, with such frail competitions, it would take not nearly this many bullets! I swear, one kick down the stairs would completely end them!” Charles ranted, getting fairly invested as he was sweating a bit. But he was enjoying the experience, believe it or not. It was… fun for Charles. 

“Sheesh, there’s a lot of them! A real shame there aren’t any stairs in sight.” Whit said in response, shooting a few more zombies. Whit glanced over at Charles. He laughed a bit, “Hey, Charles, I don’t think hitting the button harder will make you shoot faster.” He commented. “But there are so many of them…” Charles murmured.

“Yeah, you’re right.” Whit agreed and continued shooting. Though Whit clearly was not taking this as seriously as Charles.

“Don’t worry, I can shoot them all.” Charles insisted before spamming the button to defend Whit. Whit couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “My hero.” Whit replied and smiled at Charles’ doing.

The two of them continued to play the game for a bit, but the game sooner than later ended. The level ended with an abrupt jumpscare that made Charles practically jump out of his skin, though Whit didn’t seem very surprised by it.

“Gah!” Charles called out and recoiled back from the machine, grabbing onto Whit.

“Wow Charles, you really are easy to startle.” Whit said with a shrug and slightly blushed at how Charles immediately had grabbed onto him. Charles took a minute to realize what had happened before letting go of Whit. “Don’t get any ideas.” He murmured. Whit giggled. “Not a word.” Whit replied and smiled. Charles rolled his eyes and looked away from the arcade game. His eyes landed on perhaps the most neon, bright lighted game in the room. It was rather hard to ignore.

In big, bold, and brightly colored letters, on top of the game, it read ‘Dance Dance Revolution.’ It had two platforms and a large screen in front of it. “Hey Charles~, I couldn’t help but notice you eyeing Dance Dance Revolution!” Whit commented. “Tch… So that’s what that is. I’m assuming the name is self-explanatory as well?” Charles asked.

“Something like that. C’mon! Let’s go play a round!” Whit said. Charles couldn’t help but smile a bit.

“Sure.” He said simply, though fairly quiet..

Charles took off his jacket for the sake of movement in the game. And he got to pick the song. He didn’t know any of them, so by random he picked a Hatsune Miku song. Charles wasn’t exactly smooth with his moves, and was falling over himself quite a lot during the actual game. This resulted in Whit having to catch him once or twice to stop him from falling. Whit himself was decent at the game, but eventually it was over and the both of them were out of breath.

Charles’ breathing was pretty heavy as he was sitting on the edge of the machine. Whit had gone and quickly returned with two water bottles. “Here. Gotcha some water.” Whit said and plopped down next to Charles, handing him the water. “Thank you.” He replied, taking the water from Whit. Charles began to drink the water. Whit giggled, “Wow Charles, I could look at you forever.” “Creep.” Charles murmured in response, and yet he still blushed in a flustered manner. If you had told Charles he was in this situation a year or two ago, there was no way you could convince him you were telling the truth. Being in an arcade, slightly damp with sweat, and even more shockingly, smiling and with someone… he enjoyed being around. Charles smiled genuinely. Whit smiled back.

[duskwitch]

The Unity dev community has been sharpening their pitchforks all day and I'm over here with my Unreal project, running out of popcorn.

For those considering to switch engines: If you don't have a proficient programmer, don't do Unreal. C++ is hard and slow to work in. And unless you want to do an ego shooter or walking sim, you will not get the engine to do what you want without one.