#technical interventions

[z428]

Interrupt requests while patching code. Trying to remember where the flow left off, trying to find the last touched artifact in a pile of open windows. Discussing software licenses, usage fees and that odd exception that is logged even though it never should be thrown. The art of breaking things.

#outerworld #office hours #where we do what we do #technical interventions

[groovygrub]

[starry-bi-sky]

more clone^2 memes because i think they're funny

[transingthoseformers]

https://www.tumblr.com/transingthoseformers/773167441438277632/jetfire-star-maybe-we-should-just-starscreams

Picture this he got it to fit but now he can’t get it out.

Which doctor do they go to? Hook? Knockout? Ratchet?????????? ALL!!!!

Until then it’s like watching a big dog (Sky/Jegfire) with a little dog (Starscream) stuck to his waist.

Starscream got it to fix but at what cost.

I considered that, and I figured Hook would need to get involved at some point (though them calling Ratchet would be funnier than it should be, poor Ratchet always has to deal with this kinda shit in aus)

It was. Very awkward, and Jetstar sexual activities were on medical hold for a little while while things healed😔

[kirby-the-gorb]

[civilization-illstayrighthere]

while i do think Kerry can be emotionally distant and closed off at times, especially when he feels slighted or hurt, i don’t see the new ending as evidence of that. He tries to listen to V and keeps getting interrupted, but he’s also in the middle of a tour (notoriously crazy busy at his fame level) and had also been (albeit accidentally) ghosted by V for two entire fucking years. And yet, he laughs with excitement hearing V is back, asks if he needs any monetary support, says he’ll see him right after the tour in four months. Is he busy? Yes. V would have known this getting into a relationship with Kerry. Musical artists have crazy tour times and then slower times off-tour. V himself was booked and busy himself with his job. Kerry literally seems like the ONLY one of the love interests in that ending where a chance at reigniting the relationship is even possible! I actually really like that ending because it shows him as he is: a vain, successful rockerboy who is a touch vapid and short attention spanned but honestly really caring and giving to those who he holds dear. While, you know— being a grown adult invested in his career with responsibilities and obligations he has beyond what was, though life changing, a few week romantic fling that, again, ghosted him for two entire calendar years.

[meme-streets]

fucked up when actors i like are in those big multi hour biblical epics hollywood used to make back in the studio era. sometimes they were in multiple. i was going to say jack palance i don't care how hot you are or how talented you will not make me watch sign of the pagan but actually he did

[good-to-drive]

I think the perfect name for fans of Conan is the Coconuts because we're all nuts for Coco, but I also have a soft spot for the Cocolostomy Bags because I am, much like Conan himself, absolutely full of shit and constantly going off on weird surreal little tangents that obviously never happened but in a way that makes me laugh and I can't believe I'm the only one here who's doing that.

[ultalliance]

Will not, without question, die of natural causes. Absolutely going to be gunned down somewhere and somehow. Fighting nazis or fighting something supernatural. Maybe even both. Will go out swinging.

Gwen Stacys don't have a good track record of dying from old age, do they?

[z428]

Irgendwann nach Mittag. Stubenkoller, das Fehlen anderer Bilder in den Wänden des Heimbüro, dazu kraftloses Sonnenlicht und auffrischende Böen. Immer noch kein Schnee im Grau, auf der Baustelle wird Gerümpel in einen Container geworfen, der Lärm variiert zwischen metallisch laut und krachend laut, aber keine der Nuancen hat wirklich ihre Vorzüge. (Suche nach den unerwarteten Fehlern, die die erwarteten verursacht haben. Oder umgekehrt. Verhaltensmuster ohne Regelmäßigkeiten. Statuscodes unterhalb von Null. Auch heute ohne Kuchen.)

#outerworld #concrete city #home office hours #technical interventions

[colorisbyshe]

we need to bring back the term gaydar and just work rly hard to gatekeep it from cishets. just because i want to be allowed to say i think some celebrities are gay without a. being treated like i’m an overly parasocial freak stereotyping or outting someone

or b. aligning myself with the actual parasocial freaks who rely on homophobic stereotypes who are, effectively, trying to out celebrities by providing “proof” of their gay assumptions

like i just want to say “i think this person is gay because gay recognizes gay” and have us all nod together because yeah sometimes you just get a vibe and there’s no proof. there’s never any need to investigate and there’s no need to ever be validated in whether or not i’m right

it’s just like sometimes you know someone is gay just by like… knowing. i witnessed, i observed, i knew, i just wanna know if everyone else did

[edelblau]

divine intervention

[cresvalkyrie]

Ngl seeing y'all's renegade interceptor ocs kinda makes me wanna create one of my own...

[superhero-smackdown]

not gonna lie im a little miffed damian wayne hasnt been submitted considering the entirety of last years tournament had him as the profile picture

[crimeronan]

pain once again keeping me from sleeping so i guess i'm getting up and drinking a monster energy and doing some fic edits ✌️ we shall see if i finish the princess luz fic tonight.

[shooter-nobunagun]

Ice Lolly (R18)

Part of the "Divine Intervention" storyline (if anyone remembers that) but technically takes place after the end. (at least, the end I'm planning--if I can ever finish it...I swear)

(I actually have the major arcs all plotted out)

Jack x Nobu. It's hot. And cold treats. Not really spoilers for Divine Intervention nor is it really necessary to read it first. Just know that for this storyline, "Jack" and "Nobunagun" are based off of Sio and Adam's "e-gene holder" personalities, but as separate people.

Hot. That was her first thought even before the sun registered across her eyelids, brows furrowed into a frown that tried to block out the light but to no avail. She groaned, flopped an arm over her eyes, then decided it wasn't enough and slumped over onto her side, burying her face into her boyfriend's back as an alternative instead.

"...Oy, budge up a bit, yeh?" A gruff voice pierced through whatever half-sleep she'd manage to snag, and with a huff Nobunagun pulled herself up and out of sleep entirely.

"Well good morning to you too, wanker," she retorted, now in a rather crabby mood after being woken up. "Can't a girl catch a couple more z's?"

"Not when she's scrunched up against my back, like some sort of heating pack," came the reply, Jack now also fully awake. "You know I don't exactly do the whole 'cuddling' thing. Especially not in this heat."

Ass, she thought. But he was right, they weren't exactly the type of couple to be all mushy and fluffy, to hold hands on a date or give hugs on a regular basis. Even post-coital snuggles and pillow talk were rather scarce, only happening on the occasion where they were feeling particularly vulnerable or emotional—which, as the more 'uninhibited' twins, rarely happened. Things like hugs and kisses, snuggling on the couch under a blanket—those were things her sister Sio did with her boyfriend, Adam—Jack's other half.

"Ugh, how is it so hot today? Didn't it just rain like, yesterday?" London was similar to Japan in some ways—but, as Nobunagun had come to learn, it was usually cooler during the summer months, thanks to its higher latitude. Humidity did come and go, but overall it was still better than the stifling, smothering blanket that she'd endured growing up in Japan.

Today seemed to be an exception, though, and Nobunagun groaned mentally at the thought of having to go through a special kind of torture she thought she'd escaped, after having moved to the U.K. for college. The flat she and Jack were renting wasn't exactly posh, given their budget as students—which meant air conditioning was a luxury that wasn't included. Vaguely she wondered how Sio and Adam were doing, back in Japan. As hot as it was here, there was no doubt it'd be even worse in Tokyo, and she should count her lucky stars at not having to experience this everyday—but Nobunagun wasn't exactly a grateful kind of person, and so her mood turned sour before the day had even really begun.

Next to her, Jack finally got up, shoving the thin blanket off. "Welcome to London, love. You ought to know by now the weather can turn on a dime," he answered sarcastically, before hunting his shirt down from around the room. "Anyway, better keep the curtains closed if we can—less sun to heat the room up."

"Huhnn...bah, I don't feel like getting up."

"Suit yourself, then. I'm going get some nosh, but if you want to lie around in this heat, be my guest."

"Jaaaack—"

Her voice screeched a complaint before the man could exit, and he turned around sullenly, eying her with an annoyed expression.

"...What."

"Be a dear and bring me something too? Please?" She put on her best puppy-dog face, but with her usually-fierce exterior and no-nonsense attitude, it came out more like an awkward grimace instead. Jack resisted the urge to laugh, lest Nobunagun found some way to make him pay for it later.

"...You know, you're damn lucky I promised both your sister and Adam I'd take care of you while you're here."

She smiled sweetly at him. "I know. Now go on—oh, and something cooling would be nice."

A white eyebrow twitched as Jack heaved a long-suffering sigh.

"Cheeky bitch." ----- "Aah, what's taking so long...must be taking his sweet-ass time just to screw with me." Nobunagun rolled around on the sheets, all the blankets having been long shoved off at this point. She was wearing nothing but a thin t-shirt and panties, but even then she could already feel sweat forming on her body. Maybe she should actually get up, and take a cold shower or something...

However, Nobunagun was also rather lazy, and so she remained lying on the bed, lifting her shirt to try and air out her skin. It was just an old t-shirt of Jack's that she 'borrowed' (or 'commandeered' as Jack insisted), but it was large and comfortable, the fabric now soft and worn after being washed so many times. She sighed, grabbed Jack's pillow and buried her face into it, his scent filing her nose as she took a breath. It was musky and a little bit spicy, and filled with the scent of male—Nobunagun gulped as her loins stirred a bit, despite the heat.

"Urg...really body? I'm not exactly in the mood, not with these temperatures." Still, as she mulled over whether or not she wanted a little play time, or if it was even worth it, her hips pushed themselves against the tangled lump of sheets. Nobunagun groaned slightly as tingles started running through her body, but the heat made her too languid to move much faster. "Mmmph...if only it wasn't so hot..."

Just then the door opened as Jack barged back in, and Nobunagun hastily flung herself over. Not that she and Jack hadn't already seen and done just about everything under the sun, but still. She had to have some level of dignity, right?

Something landed on the bed next to her, Nobunagun fumbling around the sheets until she felt something ice-cold. "What th...wait, really?"

Next to the bed, Jack eyed her with a knowing glance and his signature smirk. "You said, 'something cooling', didn't you?"

"Well yeah, but really? An ice lolly?" She rolled her eyes. "You're such an arse."

"And you, love, are incredibly demanding." Nobunagun glared at him as he continued to sip his own iced tea. "Should have been more specific."

Grumbling, she sat up and unwrapped the frozen treat, which was already starting to melt. She took a lick; strawberry lime, not bad. Despite her best efforts, drops of melted juice dripped down her hand and onto the sheets.

"Whoops..."

Jack took a glance over and sighed. "Oh bollocks; we just did laundry last week..."

Nobunagun stuck her tongue out. "Oh yeah? And just who was it that decided to give me this as my breakfast?" She gave him a triumphant smirk, as Jack glowered underneath his bangs.

"Fine fine, I get it. Just hurry up and finish that bloody stick before you make more of a mess." For reasons unknown to her, Jack was something of a neat freak—almost OCD at times. The flat was always spotless and he never left things lying around if he could help it—yet when it came to cooking, the kitchen always looked like a whirlwind swept through it until he cleaned everything up at the end.

As Nobunagun did her best to finish the lolly before it completely melted away, a rather...kinky thought came to her. If a certain part of her was feeling too hot, then maybe she could use ice lolly to help...cool it down.

Her lips split into a rather maniacal grin, that Jack dubbed 'the devil smile'.

Jack was halfway done with his toast before he noticed that particular smile on his girlfriend's face. A shiver of unease dropped down his spine, and suddenly his toast didn't quite have the same taste as it did earlier.

"...Nobu, what are you thinking about now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't play dumb, I know that look. Whenever you have that shit-eating grin on your face, you're up to something..."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Even as she said all this, her hand moved lower, until the tip of the ice lolly sat just between her crotch. "Except, well, I am feeling rather hot at the moment..."

Jack knew immediately where this was headed. "Oh for the love of—are you bloody serious?! Nobu!"

"What! It's way too hot today, you're the one who gave me this, and I'm feeling horny, okay?!" Nobunagun shot back.

"But that—you're going to make a mess!" Jack was nearly pulling his hair out at this point.

"Who cares, the sheets already got stained, so what does it matter now? We have to wash them anyway." And with that, Nobunagun shamelessly shed her panties, and brought the icy treat right against her clit. Her whole body shuddered as the ice-cold tip brushed against her heated slit, the difference in temperature shocking—but also arousing. "Gyaah! C-Cold...!"

At this point, Jack could only stare with a mixture of bewilderment, annoyance, and arousal. His plan to mess with Nobunagun's request was backfiring, and now instead of pulling one over her, she was using the ice lolly to brazenly masturbate right in front of him. Thick, gloppy strands of pink juice mixed with her nectar stained the sheets as Nobunagun pumped the lolly in and out, moaning with pleasure.

"Oh...oh yeah, that's much better...fuck, it actually feels pretty good..."

"...You are one shameless, randy little minx." Jack shook his head slowly, one hand cupping his chin. "Oh Nobunagun, whatever am I to do with you."

"Heh...you only have yourself to blame, Jacky-boy—ah!" Her hips jolted as the tip swept over her sensitive clit. Nobunagun paused for a bit to catch her breath, licking the melting lolly and purposely swirling the flavor of strawberry-lime mixed with her own juices around her mouth. "Mmmm...I taste pretty good like this..."

"Is that so..."

She grinned at him. "Yeah...you wanna try?"

For a second Jack's expression was inscrutable, and Nobunagun thought he'd just leave her to her own devices; but then he was on the bed and grabbing her wrist, Nobunagun watching with rapt attention as he took the lolly into his mouth, and—she was sure he was doing it on purpose—licking and sucking it with such fervor it was almost as if he was fellating the treat. She shuddered at the intensity of his actions.

"Hmm...not bad." He opened his eyes at last, those emeralds dark and hazy, and Nobunagun felt her heart skip a beat. "But I think it's better from the source..."

"Huh? What do you—Jack!" She almost dropped the lolly as Jack maneuvered between her legs, and a hot tongue brushed against her now-cold slit. "J, Jack...!" Moaning, Nobunagun did her best to hang onto the stick, but it threatened to drop as her body quivered and jerked, as Jack began to eat her out. "Nngg...! F-Fuck, Jack... if you keep doing this I'm, I'm really gonna drop it...!"

"Then you'd better be careful, yeh?" Another lick, another shudder. "Yeh, you know what, I think this is my new favorite flavor."

Her hips bucked as Jack continued to torture her clit; a few times the ice lolly tipped precariously from her fingers, but Nobunagun always caught it just in time. That did not, however, stop it from continuing to melt; and Nobunagun, too caught up in the pleasure of Jack's tongue, was unable to continue eating it.

"Ah, J-Jack...it's, it's gonna melt soon..." It was almost gone now, and the sheets had various pink stains all over it. She was resigned to just letting it melt away when Jack popped back up, face sticky with the mix of her juices and the lolly. Without a word he snatched the stick, and snapped up the remainder of the treat in two bites before tossing the wooden stick into the rubbish bin.

"There, problem solved."

Nobunagun pouted. "...I wanted some, too."

Jack huffed irritably at her comment. "Well, then you should've said something. Now, do you want to continue or not? Otherwise I'm perfectly fine letting you take care of yourself."

"Wow, someone's narked. But yes, I would...greatly appreciate it, if you could...finish the job."

He gave her one more glance, before resuming his place. Nobunagun gripped the pillow as she felt her climax build, the faint scent from the pillowcase only fueling her pleasure. "D-Damn...I'm gonna, I'm coming...! Jack...!" Her clit had gone from hot to ice cold and now back to the moist heat of his tongue; it was driving her crazy, and with how precise his movements were, Nobunagun knew she wasn't going to last long. Her body was shaking, hips twitching every so often as Jack licked all over her slick pearl, expertly sucking it just as he had the lolly. One hand reached down and grasped his fine silver hair, pushing him harder against her crotch. "Yes, right there—fuck fuck fuck—Jack!!"

He sucked hard and a wail tore from her throat as her orgasm streaked through her body, causing her to shake and gasp for air. Vaguely she heard Jack grunt as her crotch smashed against his face, but she was too caught up in her pleasure to really care. Chest heaving, she sank back onto the dirty sheets, legs all soft like jelly as she tenderly gave her pink clit a few more strokes. "Mmph—so sensitive..."

"...You know, one day I think you're actually going to kill me by accident—or maybe it won't be an accident," Nobunagun opened her eyes to find Jack nursing his nose, which she must've slammed into while she was lost in the throes of ecstasy. "Seriously, this better not turn into a bruise..."

"Just say you got into a row at the local pub." His subsequent glare let her know he did not appreciate that joke, however, and Nobunagun felt just a little bit guilty. "Alright alright, I'm sorry; jeeze, what's with you today? The heat got you all wound up or something?"

Jack grumbled, wiping off the last of the mess from his tender nose. "It's certainly not helping. Especially not with you acting like a spoiled brat; demanding this, wanting that...you think the entire world exists to serve you? Tch; I can see why Sio always calls you 'Nobu-sama'..."

Uh oh, she hurt his feelings. Damn. Usually Nobunagun was pretty good about navigating around 'difficult' people, but she was learning that, when you you truly cared about your other half, things were not as simple as she'd always believed. Even though Jack himself wasn't exactly a paragon of virtues (that was Adam), she'd learned after a while that he had a vulnerable side, too. Just, much like her, he was not the greatest at expressing it. Or even understanding it himself.

"...Hey look, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to...y'know, almost break your nose." Face set in a serious expression, she scooted over and gingerly wiped off the remains of her mess. "On the other hand, if it'll make you feel better, that just means you were that good..."

Jack snorted. "Hnn. I suppose that's good for you, yeh?" He expected some snarky response, but when Jack finally turned around he was greeted with an empty space. "What th...Nobu?"

"Yeah?" His head whipped around only to come face-to-face with another ice lolly, still in its wrapper. "Here, I think someone's grumpy 'cause he didn't get a treat..."

He raised a white eyebrow for a long second, not sure how to feel or what to make of this spitfire whom he called his girlfriend. Now that they were living in London together and attending university, he'd gotten to know her a lot more intimately than when he'd been a transfer student in Japan. And yet no matter how well he thought he knew her at this point, somehow or other, Nobunagun still managed to take him by surprise.

"...Y'know, you really should retract your claws more often, Wildcat. You're much cuter when you do." That got a laugh out of her. It was their little in-joke, as Nobunagun had more than a passing resemblance to a feral feline when they'd first met.

"And I know you're really just a big softy, deep down underneath all that tough-guy crap," Nobunagun retorted, but she gave him a peck on his tender nose. "Now eat this before it melts."

Jack tried to remain stern, but he couldn't help the grin creeping up. "Yeh, yeh..." He opened the wrapper. "Mango, huh? I'll take that."

Before he could take his first lick though, Nobunagun leaned over and chomped off a bite. "Oy! What the hell!"

"Since you ate mine earlier, fair's fair," she retorted, licking her lips. "Besides, it was just the tip."

Jack snorted at her (un)intentional entendre. "Seriously, Nobu..." The rest of the treat was sweet and cooling, Jack slowly savoring the lolly as Nobunagun sprawled over the sheets, seemingly not caring about the stains. At some point though, he noticed the girl was crawling closer to him, until she was right in his lap.

"What, did you want another bite?"

"Maaaybee..." She had that expression again, which meant she was up to something.

"...Why do I get the feeling that's not all?"

Now she was toying with the drawstrings of his waistband. "I mean, if you're feeling extra generous, I'll be sure to take extra good care of you..."

"...Tit-for-tat, huh? Alright..." He flipped the stick down and Nobunagun took another eager bite. "Just make sure you—oy!"

Before Jack could tell her to please finish eating first she was already taking him in her mouth, sweet-sticky juice and all. "NOBU!" The shock of icy-cold against the overall warmth of her mouth was one thing, but Jack was also acutely aware of his dick being coated in half-melted lolly juice. Which, being the clean freak he was, grossed him out just a tad.

"N, Nobu...!" It felt good, he wouldn't deny that; her hot, wet mouth engulfed his length, yet her tongue was still cold. Jack tried not to think too much about the mixing of food and bodily fluids. "Jesus, couldn't you have...finished eating first?"

"Hmmph mmhrrph?" Jack didn't understand a single word, but he could tell from her eye-roll she was probably chastising him for overreacting again. And yeah, maybe food-play was a kink for some people, but not for him. Still, his body certainly seemed to enjoy, regardless of what his brain thought; already he could feel the heat pooling in his groin, Nobunagun's hands teasing his balls and he jerked upward each time she squeezed them just a little bit.

For her part, Nobunagun found the whole pre-cum+mango juice combination coating her tongue to be quite interesting. Kind of sweet, kind of salty; but not necessarily in a bad way? Despite Jack's scolding, she knew he was enjoying it. Short, ragged pants fell from his mouth, and one hand curled behind her head, fingers alternately digging into or stroking her hair. Her tongue swept around underneath the tip, tracing the throbbing vein along the side and she heard him moan, thrusting his hips upward and she smirked. She bobbed her head faster, pursing her lips to create a tighter suction at the same time.

"Nng—fuck, Nobu...!" He forgot entirely about the ice lolly at this point; the only thing that mattered was how good her mouth felt, how slick her tongue was as it slid around all the subtle crevices and flicked the tip every so often. Grunting, Jack resisted the urge to pull and yank her hair—Nobunagun did not appreciate that—so instead he settled for gripping the sheets. The closer he got, the faster his hips moved—especially as her mouth got tighter and he swore she was sucking harder. "I-It's coming—!"

As soon as she felt the first spurts of cum, Nobunagun swallowed eagerly. Not that it was a competition or anything, but she prided herself on being able to swallow fast enough before it overflowed and spilled out her mouth. She grinned slightly as she felt Jack finishing, grunting and thrusting erratically as she slowly eased the last few drops out of him, before gently releasing him.

"Feel better now?"

"Fuck, Nobu..." Jack couldn't finish the sentence, still catching his breath. "That's one way to put it..." He heaved a sigh, before sliding downward onto the bed. "Shit...we're definitely gonna need to do laundry..."

She laughed, poking her boyfriend in the cheek. "Really? That's your first reaction?" He gave her a sideways glare. "Well, if we are, I'd suggest holding off on that a bit."

Jack raised an eyebrow. "And just what do you mean by that?"

Nobunagun licked her lips, those eyes settling into a bit of a scheming glance. "Let's just say I'm not exactly satisfied yet..." Before Jack knew what was happening, her bare bottom was straddling his naked waist. "I know you only need a couple of minutes to recover, so why don't we just get to it?"

"What th—Nobu! Seriously, give a guy more than a few minutes to catch his breath!" Jack protested. "I thought you were too hot to do anything?"

"What can I say, that ice lolly certainly helped. Didn't it help you?" She pulled her sweaty t-shirt off, then helped Jack out of his. "And then we can go do laundry. I'll even help with the ironing."

Jack stared at her for a few more seconds, before a slow grin revealed his rather pointy teeth. "I'm holding you to that, Nobunagun."

She grinned lasciviously. "I always keep my promises, Jack."