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writeouswriter · 1 year

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.....what do you mean "dial up the internet?" did you have to call someone to turn it on for you?

I... I honestly can't tell if this is a joke or not. 😭

But I'll take it as serious because apparently everyone else prior to 2015 was having fun on their nice and fast internet here except me, which is fair! So congrats on being one of today's lucky 10000.jpeg.

It does technically involve the telephone, but not exactly in that way. I'm not calling anyone, but the internet itself is, sort of?

Wikipedia describes dial-up Internet as "a form of Internet access that uses the facilities of the public switched telephone network to establish a connection to an Internet service provider by dialing a telephone number on a conventional telephone line."

Basically dial up is a now outdated form of internet that used a standard phone line and analog modem to access the Internet at data transfer rates of up to 56 Kbps. It was released commercially around 1992 but fell out of popularity in the early to mid 2000s after the introduction of commercial broadband in the late 1990s, except in rural or poorer areas where it tended to persist for a little while longer. (Hello from the rural areas.) Anyway, a dial-up connection is the least expensive way to access the Internet, but is also the slowest connection. (When I was a kid, I tried to watch a three minute video of the "I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas" song, and it took me at least an hour to load it without buffering. Though text based pages or images would maybe take a few minutes or so, so it wasn't like completely unusable.)

Also, due to how it's set up, you can't use the telephone (home phone) while connected, and if you were to try, it would make what we all know as the classic internet sounds, that you've probably heard even if you didn't know what it was: Pshhhkkkkkkrrrrkakingkakingkakingtshchchchchchchchcch*ding*ding*ding*. That's terrible phonetics, but I just took that off a search, I wasn't gonna try to type the sound out myself. This, anyway: X.

It honestly baffles me when people don't know what dial-up is, makes me feel old, but I can't hold it against anyone because if you didn't live in a rural area, most people got high speed or some variant thereof really really early on, and most people younger than me and even some older have always had it, so dial-up internet Georg (me), who still couldn't get a single image of a Nicolas Cage meme to load 8 years after the invention of the iPhone is an outlier and should not have been counted, apparently.

On that note, the store where I work at has frequent power outages, which always knocks out the internet to the debit machine, so I'll be like, sorry, we're on dial-up, and some people will smugly be like "oh I bet you don't remember dial-up," and I'll be like, "No, I, I had dial-up like all through high school," and their eyes will go wide, but I think it's mostly because 1. I look like I'm 12, but I'm very much not 12. and 2. Again, people not used to the rural experience, catches 'em off guard.

#dial up internet #ask #long post #my internet is still so slow I might as well have dial up some days my goodness

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itzynabi · 2 years

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annoying older sisters

summary: in which eve tells her ahjummas something

set: 27 september 2022

word count: 1.9k

warnings: mention of periods and alcohol

an: more mediocre writing coming ur way. words in bold are english. can't for the life of me remember if any of the snsd members had schedules this day but oh well. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💘

eve’s masterlist

[nabi's old age home]

nabi [09:33] emergency!! 🚨🚨

sunny bunny (ahjumma #2) [09:33] what is it???

tall (ahjumma #6) [09:34] nabi…

alleged yoongphrodite (ahjumma #7) [09:34] what’s the emergency

tiffany & co (ahjumma #3) [09:34] how would she answer her texts if she was dealing with an emergency

kim taeng (ahjumma #1) [09:35] how would she text us in the first place if she was dealing with an emergency

tiffany & co (ahjumma #3) [09:35]...

tiffany & co (ahjumma #3) [09:35] well

juju (ahjumma #8) [09:36] KIM NABI ANSWER THE PHONE

riri (ahjumma #5) [09:36] i’m going to her dorm

riri (ahjumma #5) [09:36] everybody meet me there

dj hyo (ahjumma #4) [09:40] what’s going on?

Eve chuckled to herself as she read the texts, leaning back on the couch and eating grapes.

“What are you laughing at?” Yeji asked, coming out of her room and walking towards Eve. She was getting ready to go out with Chaeryeong and Ryujin.

“Oh, nothing. Just giving the elderly heart attacks,” Eve answered.

Yeji hesitated from where she was about to steal some of Eve’s grapes. “Do I even want to know?”

Eve thought for a moment. “I don’t know, actually.”

“If whatever your planning goes well, then I’d like to know.”

“Got it.” Eve finger gunned.

Yeji went to the hallway, trading her slippers for sneakers. “Bye, unnie!” She shouted as she left the apartment.

“Bye, Yeji! Have fun!”

Eve continued to scroll through her phone, waiting for the Girls Generation members to arrive. Ten minutes later she heard banging at her door. She went to stand by the monitor, watching them through the camera.

“Yah! Open the door!” Taeyeon shouted.

“What’s the code for the door?” Seohyun asked.

“I don’t know,” Soonkyu answered. “Sooyoung probably knows.”

“Choi Sooyoung, get over here!” Yuri demanded.

There was some shuffling as Sooyoung went to the front of the group, looking at the keypad console.

“Open it,” Taeyeon urged.

Sooyoung screwed her eyes shut. “I’m trying to remember the code. I know it was changed recently, but I’m mixing up the numbers in my head.”

“Should we just camp out here?” Tiffany asked, leaning against the wall.

Eve decided to take pity on the group of women, she did give them a collective heart attack after all, and opened the door for them.

“You made it!” She greeted with a smile on her face.

Sooyoung grabbed Eve’s face, turning it this way and that to check if she was hurt. When she was done inspecting, she took a step back.

“She looks okay,” she told the group, who all let out deep sighs in relief.

“What’s the emergency?” Hyoyeon asked, appearing from around the corner, out of breath.

“Did you just get here?” Eve asked.

Hyoyeon nodded, resting her arms on her legs.

“Wah! Imagine if there was an actual emergency!” She exclaimed. “Just imagine how you’d find me!”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Tiffany spoke up, waving her hand around. “What do you mean ‘if there was an actual emergency’? Are you not dying?”

Eve blinked. “Who said that?”

Taeyeon looked at her incredulously. “You said there was an emergency. That’s why we’re all here.”

“Technically, I said ‘emergency’. I never said I was in one.” She watched as the members started glaring at her. “Would you like to come in?” She turned around and walked back into the apartment. “Look at how quickly I assembled you! You should have put me in charge of your comeback, it would’ve happened ages ago.”

Hyoyeon hopped in place as she took her shoes off, closing the door behind her. “Yah, Kim Nabi! Why did you assemble us?”

“Did you miss us?” Soonkyu asked, sitting down on the couch. “You should’ve just video called us.”

“Or asked to plan something,” Yuri added.

Eve stood at the kitchen table as she poured water for the members, waiting for all of them to sit down. She brought a tray of glasses of water to them, placing it on the coffee table.

“For people so old, you’re not at all wise,” she said, sitting on the floor behind the coffee table, facing them. “If I missed you, I’d just show up at your house unannounced. Or used Find My iPhone to locate and bother you.”

Yoona nodded. “It’s true. She did that once. I thought she was a stalker.”

“You’re a maniac,” Sooyoung said.

Eve made a heart with her hands. “Learnt from the best. But I do have something very important to share with you.”

Everybody sat in silence, the Girls Generation members waiting for Eve to speak and Eve smiling at them.

“Are you going to speak?” Tiffany asked.

“Yeah, I’m just building up to it. Preparing myself,” Eve answered.

“Did you kill someone?” Juhyun asked.

“What? No!” Eve exclaimed. “Why would I tell you if I did? That would have to go with me to the grave!”

She raised her hands in defence. “You haven’t told us anything, so I thought I should guess!”

“Such a big age and yet such little wisdom,” She tsked. “What I have to tell you is not incriminating. At all.”

“Is it something that would make us worry?” Soonkyu asked.

“No.”

“Something that will make us cry?” Taeyeon asked.

“Hopefully not.”

“Just tell us what it is!” Hyoyeon exclaimed. “I can’t wait any longer!” She whined.

Eve squinted her eyes, debating whether or not to drag this out a little longer, before nodding and clapping her hands once. “Okay! You’ve convinced me,” she said, placing her hands on the table and leaning forward, the members mirroring her and leaning forward from their positions on the couch.

“I,” she started, taking time to look each member in the eye, “have–” she tilted her head down, looking at her feet. “a boyfriend,” she finished.

“You have a wha–?” Yoona asked, getting cut off by Tiffany jumping up from the couch.

“Don’t tell me you’re joking!” She squealed. “I swear if you tell me that you’re joking, I will kill you!”

Eve blinked calmly as Tiffany heaved heavily. “I’m not jokin–”

“Fuck yeah!” Tiffany pumped her fist, turning to Taeyeon, who had her head dropped. “I told you they’d start dating!”

Sooyoung piped up. “She didn’t say who he is, though.”

“Why wouldn’t it be him?” Tiffany's argued. “Do you think she’d tell us about some random man?”

Yuri spoke up, “Is anyone else confused?”

“Tiffany and I bet Taeyeon and Sooyoung that Eve would end up dating the guy she has a crush on,” Hyoyeon explained. “And since she’s telling us she has a boyfriend, it’s obviously the boy she told us about.”

“I didn’t tell you anything,” Eve corrected. “Kibum oppa did.”

Hyoyeon waved her hand dismissively. “Same thing.”

“Wait,” Soonkyu interjected. “You told them you have a crush, but not us?”

Eve shook her head. “Nope. I told Kibum oppa, but then he went and told Taeyeon unnie, who told Hyoyeon unnie, who told Sooyoung unnie, who told Tiffany unnie.” She pointed at each member as she spoke, all of them looking away in shame. “If that taught me anything, it’s that Tiffany unnie is the only person that can be trusted with secrets.”

“Yah, Kim Taeyeon,” Yuri scolded. “Why did you go and run your mouth?”

“No, no, no. Let me explain,” Taeyeon began, trying to defend herself. “I was just so excited,” she said, turning to face her members. “She’s never had a crush before! And so I told Hyoyeon — in fact, I accidentally told Hyoyeon. I wanted to text the group chat, but I pressed the wrong text chain.”

“But we haven't gotten any updates since finding out about her crush,” Sooyoung added then turned to face Eve. “Why is that?”

“After Kibum ahjussi broke my trust, I stopped telling him about my love life. Except for when I told the ahjussi’s about my boyfriend,” Eve said.

Juhyun squealed, kicking her feet. “You have a boyfriend?”

Eve nodded slowly. “Yeah, I said that, like, forty thousand minutes ago.”

“This is so exciting!” Yuri exclaimed. “Do you have wine? We need wine for this!”

Tiffany extended her arms and lowered herself to a squatting position, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Nobody is getting wine! Not until I know whether or not I’m losing out on ₩50 000.”

“Why do people keep betting on me?” Eve asked.

“Because you have the emotional intelligence of a toddler. And the predictability of one,” Sooyoung answered, Eve nodding in agreement.

Yoona leaned forward onto the table with a smirk. “So… what’s his name?”

Eve blushed. “Choi San.”

“Aw, she’s blushing!” Yuri pointed out as Tiffany and Hyoyeon jumped in excitement.

Hyoyeon went to Eve, pulled her up, and embraced her in a tight hug, Tiffany soon joining. “I knew you weren’t an idiot. I knew you’d confess!”

“I didn’t confess,” Eve said. “At least not first.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Tiffany said, squeezing her. “We got our money!”

Eve stood still in between the two older women as they slowly swayed side to side.

“Unnie!” Juhyun whined. “We still have more questions to ask! Let her go.”

Tiffany and Hyoyeon let her go and pulled her to the couch, making space for her to sit down.

“When did you start dating?” Soonkyu asked.

“The 20th of August,” Eve answered.

“Wait,” Sooyoung started, waving her arms around. “You were already dating him when we went out for lunch?”

“Yeah.”

Taeyeon spoke up. “Weren’t you in America in August?”

Eve hummed in confirmation. “We stayed at the same hotel and then he asked me to be his girlfriend.”

The members all squealed in excitement.

“Her first boyfriend!” Tiffany exclaimed.

Soonkyu dabbed her eyes dramatically. “Feels like just yesterday she had her first period.”

Eve rolled her eyes. “Please no. My parents were bad enough.”

“No, we have to,” Yuri said. “As your older sisters, we have to overreact about your first boyfriend!”

“Have you gone on a date?” Juhyun asked, barely giving Yuri enough time to finish her sentence.

“Yes.”

Yoona poked her and wiggled her eyebrows. “Have you kissed?”

When Eve stayed silent and looked at her hands, the women started cheering, causing her to groan. “I expected you to be happy, but this is a bit much,” she complained.

“This isn’t even the worst we could do,” Sooyoung told her.

“Yeah,” Taeyeon agreed. “Do you know how many people would react just like this? Maybe worse?”

“There’s Soyou-ssi, 2PM…” Soonkyu trailed off. “And other people I can’t remember!”

Eve groaned again, although she wasn’t really annoyed. It would be a lie to say she didn’t enjoy the older women's teasing and questioning. It reminded her of how sisters would act on TV and how she acted with her members. It made her happy.

“The pains of having older sisters,” she weakly complained, leaning her head on Soonkyu’s shoulder.

The members laughed and they continued talking until they had to leave because of one reason or the other, not without promising to talk more about Eve’s boyfriend. After seeing the last member out, Eve flopped onto the couch. She picked up her phone and texted Yeji.

nana unnie [13:21] all went well

ji ji [13:25] that’s good! what exactly did you do?

nana unnie [13:25] told the ahjumma’s about san

ji ji [13:25] how did they react?

nana unnie [13:26] like annoying older sisters

tagging: @seolboba // @ateezivy // @ateezjuliet // @cafemilk-tea // @smh-anon

©️ kim nabi

#itzy 6th member #itzy added member #itzy additional member #itzy member au #kpop added member #kpop addition #kpop oc #kim nabi #eve kim #itzy eve

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go-go-devil · 1 year

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2, 7, 8, 10 for the animation asks :D

2) When was the exact moment when you realized just how much you admire animation as an art form unique from other media?

Honestly I fully believe the EXACT moment arose when I rewatched The Secret of NIMH for the second time as a 14-year-old. I had already enjoyed it when I first saw it back when I was 7, but seeing it again with a maturing brain and a finer eye for the craft of 2D animation really made me appreciate how well made the film was, both in terms of technical achievements and story

Of course, this also lead to the faithful event of me looking up the trailer to the movie on youtube and seeing in my recommendations a trailer to a film I had never heard of called Watership Down. I clicked on that video, and the rest was history ;)

7) What is your favorite cartoon series?

Fuck that's too hard of a pick! If I was forced to, though, I would probably swap between Bojack Horseman and Spongebob Squarepants (Seasons 1-3) depending on whether I'm in the mood for depressing or joyful eccentric animal people 🐴 🧽

8) What was the first adult animation you’ve seen?

The very first one HAD to have been The Simpsons. While it took me until I was 9 to actually become obsessed w/ the series I know for a fact I caught it on TV several times before when I was younger

While Simpsons most likely predated it, I do have a very clear memory of the 1st time I ever saw South Park. I believe I was either 5 or 6, seated all alone in the living room at my nanny's house while everyone else was in the kitchen partying, and while flipping thru the channels I caught the last 10 minutes of the episode where the boys and Jesus Christ try to save Santa Claus from a group of terrorists, at the scene where Jesus riddled with bullets and dies. The funny part about it was that I wasn't even scared by it. I legit thought I was watching a serious drama just because Jesus was killed in front of a group of children and just accepted it XD

10) When did you first discover anime?

Technically the first anime I can remember watching were Hamtaro and Pokemon, with Yu Gi Oh following shortly after. However, the first anime I watched after learning what the term anime meant was Death Note. It was a pretty significant moment for me since it was the first cartoon I ever got obsessed with that wasn't made for children, and thus taught me that animation isn't something that's exclusive to kids like me. After that I absorbed as much "mature" anime as I could find to show off how cool I was (and by mature I of course meant shows for teenagers lol)

#asks #animation #great questions rat!#thanks for sending me them :)

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shakespearerants · 1 year

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15 Questions 15 Minutes

Thank you for the tag @neverland-in-space ! I already did this like 10 years ago (gefühlt) but I love talking about myself so here we go again 😈.

1. Are you named after anyone?

No, but my parents are The Epitome of scatterbrained scientists so. It is very possible I am and they just never told me.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Uhhhhhh good question I don't remember. I almost cried when @freizusein picked me up in the middle of my Odyssee to grant me heat asylum in her apartment a few weeks ago, does that count?

3. Do you have kids?

I call my houseplants kiddies. In other words no.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

No, I don't, but people think I do bc apparently I have a tone?????? Please know if I ever asked you something sarcastically and you thought it was an excellent joke - I was serious and I'm still waiting for my answer.

5. What sports do you play/have played?

Team sports? Soccer in elementary school. Am not a fan of collective excersice unless we're talking (ballroom) dancing.

6. What's the first thing you notice about someone?

VIBES. My Freitagsstammtisch can attest to that I've been complaining about someone at uni all year based on a 5 sec interaction and it took me multiple days to even notice they have very very prominent tattoos.

7. Eye colour?

Greenish - brownish.

8. Special talents?

Ohhh boy. Charming older (as in your grandma older) women. Especially antiques dealers. Got a deal on some very nice brass pendants when I was in Leipzig the last time just by being me and looking a little bit sad. I was once gifted a whole ass diamond ring on the street by a woman wearing a fur coat in 35° weather. I have had MULTIPLE elderly women come up to me when I was walking the dog UNPROMPTED and tell me about their dog who recently died. Last time I went to my local antiques shop I was offered 100€ discount on a ring I was looking at within 5 mins of walking through the door, and I hadn't even brought up the price yet.

Also I am unfairly good at doing things, especially art related things, perfectly after watching someone do it once. Was very surprised in 4th grade when I realized not everyone can weave a whole 12cm Perlenarmband with design in 45 mins on their first try.

10. Where were you born?

In a town with a MASSIVE causewayed enclosure. I'm talking multiple trenches multiple ha crop mark visible over 3 different fields.

11. What are your hobbies?

Ceramics (looking at, sorting, reading about, counting, collecting thereof), churches (insert "I just think they're neat!" Meme here) (as in looking at them and usually grumbling about those damn neuzeitliche Umbauten), Adventures™ (can't leave the house without having one!), cooking, reading, painting, sketching, embroidery, I've made a resolution to get into making my own clothes, houseplants, writing.

12. Do you have pets?

I technically own a rabbit but she lives with my parents and younger siblings.

13. How tall are you?

Child sized according to the helpful measuring sticks at Ganzbeck.

14. Favourite subject in school?

Art, choir. For a very brief period of time maths.

15. Dream job?

Grabungsleitung of a really really big Forschungsgrabung on the Baustelle of the wannabe Lindners I went to school with. I want to see their faces when I tell them they can get their building privileges back in 5-10 years if they're extremely lucky. Let's leave the fact that I haven't even finished my bachelor's yet and really don't want to stay in academia out of this fantasy.

Tagging: @lachricola @evolutionsbedingt @freizusein @perchingowl @clueless-dullahan @frubeto and anyone else who wants to have a go!

#Quizzed!#about v #vladi speaks

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signalwatch · 2 years

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Kevin Conroy Merges With The Infinite

Here at The Signal Watch, we're absolutely heartbroken to hear that actor Kevin Conroy has passed.

Conroy voiced Bruce Wayne/ Batman across innumerable cartoons, video games and other projects. For generations of Bat-fans was the definitive portrayal of the character.

In 1992, when Batman: The Animated Series hit the air, I was a Senior in high school, and - I don't think unreasonably - skeptical of any new Batman cartoons that might appear, believing that they'd be of about GI Joe or Transformer levels in quality of story and art, the same voice actors working from show to show. I don't think it was snobbery. I was just now older and stuff aimed at 8 year olds was not in my wheelhouse anymore.

You don't often remember the first time you saw a cartoon, but... boy, do I remember that one. It was the pilot Man-Bat episode that was an absolute showcase for what they were doing stylistically and technically. I had not heard of Bruce Timm at the time, but I knew someone had read and understood the comics. And, look, I am a fan of the Michael Keaton/ Tim Burton Bat-films, but they're their own thing. They bear almost zero relation to Batman of the comics. This was the storytelling of the comics, but with a look and feel that borrowed one part from the Anton Furst designs and one part from Dick Tracy and one part from the Fleischer cartoons. Absolutely gorgeous stuff no one had seen on TV before.

The point is, I don't know what I expected a Batman cartoon to be in 1992, but I remember Batman opening his mouth and a baritone, gravelly voice came out that was somehow exactly how Batman should sound. Even more incredible, when he removed the cowl and spoke as Bruce Wayne - he had an actual alter-ego.

And then my girlfriend at the time called and I remember "uh-huh"ing my way through the conversation as I watched this incredible show unspool in front of me. And given the way shows worked back then, I lost my mind knowing this would be on five days per week. How? I do recall trying to explain what was happening on TV to my ladyfriend, and her saying "Ok, cool. Anyway..." You will note, that romance was not to last.

This was 1992, so social media didn't exist. If BBS's covered it, I didn't know because my family hadn't had a computer since the Apple IIe was boosted in the infamous break-in in Spring of 1991.

So, by myself I watched this show somewhat religiously. I didn't have friends into this stuff, so it took a visit by my brother from college before I could do the "LOOK. LOOOOOOOOOK!!!" thing I wanted to do so badly.

My first year at the University of Texas, I found myself reunited with JAL (he of the podcast), a pal from my days growing up in Austin (I moved to Houston in 1990) and I think we'd been hanging out for maybe an hour when JAL said "you know the guy who plays Batman looks just like Scott Summers" (that's X-Men's Cyclops to you and me). It was maybe 2-3 years before I saw a picture of Kevin Conroy, and, wow, was JAL right.

Kevin Conroy brought gravitas and drama to Batman. While I understood the wild-eyed danger of Michael Keaton (who I think showed his true menace perfectly in the Spider-movies), he was not Batman as I understood him to be from multiple comics per month that I'd read for a few years now. Nor were two 2-hour movies the same as 30 minutes, 5 days per week. Timm's design, Dini's story aesthetic - all fantastic. But it was in making Batman rumble through your TV's tinny speakers that Conroy brought the myth of a Batman to life.

This was a voice that would send shivers up the spines of criminals, but Conroy also humanized it when it was right to do so. He was genuinely acting, not reading off lines on a page. In part, you can thank the always amazing Andrea Romano for working with the showrunners to find that sweet spot that went from that first episode of Batman to the final scenes of JLU. And in the years to come, when Conroy would step back in front of the mic, he was both a reminder of the greatness of the era and a pointer to what WB could have done better in every project after Romano retired.

By the early 00's, Conroy was appearing in DVD extras and then online, and at Cons. His fans got to know who he was, and he did not disappoint. While a mere mortal of good humor, he very much understood what it meant to be the voice of Batman to multiple generations of fans, and he never took it lightly or seemed to think it was silly or just a job. He got what people looked for and heard in his performance.

It was a nuanced performance over the years, including the surprisingly resonant Batman: Mask of the Phantasm to Batman sitting with Ace as she blinked out in that one episode of JLU. No matter what the edgelords would think a *real* Batman was like - we'd know. Conroy had brought it to life.

During the CW's daring Crisis on Infinite Earths riff, he actually did play Bruce Wayne, so the role was not limited to animation.

In those interviews, etc... I genuinely liked the guy. He seemed like the kind of person you'd want to include in your "you can have dinner with any six people" kind of conversation. But, mostly, I don't think you can measure how much Conroy helped push Batman and superheroes from a novelty when it wasn't a campy disaster or mediocrity for undiscriminating kids to set the stage for everything that would come after - from video games to the MCU. I'm not sure you get the recent Batman film without Conroy's Batman carrying Batman for decades and people growing up believing that taking Batman seriously is a normal thing to do.

I'm absolutely stunned at Conroy's passing. He was only 66. I'd heard nothing of illness, just what he might be up to next. Like Chadwick Boseman passing, it's catching me totally by surprise.

What I can say is that Bat-fans and comic folk are a bit like baseball fans. Many consider Conroy the ideal version of Batman - myself included - and like a good baseball fan, we'll pass down the names of the greats for a hundred years. And the good news is, there's so much of a record of that performance. We'll be able to return to it again and again, and it will guide performers for generations.

https://ift.tt/DOvEXL7

#The Signal Watch #Kevin Conroy Merges With The Infinite

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heaven-s-black-box · 9 months

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Field Trips & Chaos- Crossover chpt.1

Return to File - SPN File - DNA File - BSD File

Recovery date: December 18th, 2020

Description: The Winchesters are contacted by a very tired Japanese government official, trying to deal with a very troublesome case. Meanwhile, a coincidental schedule lands some high schoolers in the wrong place at the wrong time. Will everyone survive?

Notes: This entry has been translated for viewing facility, all bold writing is Japanese.

Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

Word count: 654

Back to directory

“Oh thank god!” Dean sighed as the plane landed.

“Oh come on, it wasn’t that bad. You were very brave,” Sam laughed condescendingly.

They’d just landed after 16 hours in the air on the way to Narita airport. The flight hadn’t been all that bad though, first class, courtesy of a secret department in the Japanese government. Not that Dean had noticed, he’d been too busy trying not to scream, which Sam had found absolutely hilarious.

A few days ago, they’d received a call from a Japanese government official named Tsujimura who was contacting them on behalf of her boss. She didn’t tell them what department she was from, claiming it technically didn’t exist, and only told them there was a potential world ending threat. Just their kind of thing.

Apparently everyone knew who the Winchesters were if they were even remotely tied to the world of the supernatural.

“So, how do we get to Yoko… Yoko…”

“Yokohama?”

“That’s the place!” Dean snapped his figures, and a few people looked at them funny. Sam just shook his head.

“They got us train tickets, so you don’t have to worry about flying anymore. It’s supposed to be about an hour and a half by train, and they’re going to email the tickets once we get to the station.”

“So, we aren’t on a time limit?”

“I’m sure you can get food at the station,” Sam rolled his eyes, “let’s find it first.”

It took them a while, and Dean mostly whined about hunger the whole time, but they eventually found the JR Narita express. Dean ran off to grab food, while Sam took a seat and emailed Tsujimura about their arrival.

Not even a minute later, the tickets were sent in with a departure time of twenty minutes from then.

“Yo, she get-”

“Come on, we have to find platform four. It leaves in twenty minutes,” Sam said, grabbing his bag and heading off towards the nearest directory.

“Come on,” Dean groaned, shoving the last of his power bar down.

They rushed a little more than necessary, and made it with a few minutes to spare, which Sam used to steal a power bar from Dean.

The platform was slightly busy, and someone was yelling, but they were finally able to sit down and take a break.

They’d gotten little sleep on the plane, with Dean in constant fear and Sam trying to learn basic communication and etiquette, so they were well beyond exhausted. Not to mention the jet lag from flying across the world and the overall ambiguity of their mission.

Sam closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them, he saw Dean slowly nodding off and nudged him.

“Hey, don’t fall asleep yet,” Sam laughed.

“Screw you,” Dean mumbled.

The sound of rattling tracks had the boys standing and getting ready to board.

“Yosh!”

They winced as someone’s yell flooded the tunnel.

“Shut up Bakamura!”

“Ow!”

Sam sighed, “God I hope they don’t board the same cart as us.”

“You and me both. I, for one, would like to sleep.”

They entered the cart and took seats as far back as possible.

“That’s not frowned upon, right?” Dean asked, turning to Sam.

“I don’t think so, from what I could find it’s actually a sign of hard work.”

“Good.”

Closing his eyes, Dean settled in for a short nap knowing Sam would poke him in a half hour so they could switch. It was something they’d decided on during the flight so they wouldn’t miss their stop.

“Remember, keep your voice down.”

“Why are you looking at me!”

“Because your the only one stupid enough to start yelling on a train.”

“Wha-”

“Miyuki, don’t get him started.”

Sam looked up from his phone,over the seat, and frowned.

“Please tell me it’s not-”

“Yup.”

Dean poked his head around the seat to see the rest of the cart.

“Shit.”

#researcher s's recovery #supernatural #bungo stray dogs #ace of the diamond #daiya no ace #field trips and chaos #dean winchester #sam winchester #crack

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tombeane-blog · 1 year

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Life Insurance

September, 2023.

"Hey Vern, Good news. I no longer fear dying in a highly suspicious 'Household Accident'."

"Why's that, Tom?"

"Well, my wife recently came to me with a problem on her smart phone. Since I remember the conversation somewhat differently than her, and, in the interest of fairness, I'll present both sides of the conversation and you can decide what really happened."

Her version of events.

"I can't access our bank account using my smartphone. It was working fine yesterday and today it just gives me some message saying something about trying later." "Is yours working OK?"

"I haven't done anything whatsoever to make it not work. I'm doing the same thing I've always done exactly the same way I've always done it. "I've tried un-installing and re-installing the bank app multiple times. I've un-installed the app, restarted the phone and re-installed the app multiple times. I verified that no other apps were interfering. I went through all of the app's permissions to verify nothing had changed. My software is the latest version but I updated it anyway. I checked to make sure none of the system registries were corrupted but I reset them anyway. I closed all the unused apps, scanned the boot registries and cleared the cache." "To be very clear, this is not my fault."

My version of the conversation.

"No work! You fix!"

And so I began the standard husband protocol designed specifically for these types of situations.

Step 1. Ignore the problem until it threatens our marriage.

Step 2. Follow standard Navy Technical Repair protocol and f*$%k with it hoping I might accidentally fix it.

Step 3. Get serious and start a more systematic approach. A - un-install the app, B - restart the phone and C - re-install the app. I did this in 30 or 40 various combinations of these 3 possible sequences. It turns out there are only 9 combinations. Didn't know that.

Step 4. I tried various ways of doing the same thing 4 or 5 times in a row just in case.

Step 5. I tried Step 2 and 3 again.

Step 6. I looked in the kitchen drawer where I found my lost keys not too long ago thinking maybe I'd get lucky.

Step 7. Realizing this was only going to be resolved with a bigger hammer, I advanced to the dreaded 'gotta do some sort of serious reset on this piece of crap' phase. But before taking such an irreversible action, I tried step 2 a few more times.

Step 8. So I tried a soft reset, a super soft reset and finally a reset with just a hint of lime.

Step 9. I realized everything short of a factory reset wasn't going to fix this thing.

Step 10. I backed up all settings and data to the micro-sd card which took 30 minutes. Backed 'em up a second time just in case it didn't work the first time.

Step 11. Closing my eyes I hit 'factory reset' and began that long wait - hoping it wouldn't crash in the middle requiring a trip to my wireless provider.

Step 12. With the phone screen now looking like it did when we bought it long ago, I tentatively went through the restore data process - only opening my eyes when I heard a welcoming 'ding' sound.

Step 13. Voila! The banking app is now functional.

Proudly handing the phone to my wife, I was expecting to hear something like, "I love you, you wonderful person. You are definitely not just another manly hunk. You are also sooo very smart. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I'm gonna cook you your favorite dinner tonight and bake an apple pie - just for you."

Instead after a couple of minutes I get, "I'm trying to log onto Facebook and it's asking me for my password - which I can't remember. THANKS A LOT!"

Again, there might be a little wiggle room for misinterpretation in the actual conversation.

But now there's a change in our marriage dynamics.

Realizing it might happen again, all of a sudden she may not want me dead after all.

"So I've got that going for me, Vern."

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Hello hello hello

Sorry I have been away for so long. Recently, a company that has a pretty good reputation told me that I couldn’t push back my onsite with them anymore. I pushed it back every month since it’s originally scheduled date of 4/20/23. I took it this week, 8/29/23. I did okay. I prepped a lot. I went in a hole. I didn’t even go to the gym in the 4-5 days leading up to the interview. I thought I did okay. I got my 2nd coding round in like 5 minutes. Fastest I’ve ever did it. And did it recursively. I took so many practice interviews in the days leading up to it and felt pretty good. They told me they would give me my results. Added exclamation points in it. I felt like I was gonna get it.

I didn’t.

I received another rejection the same day. It happened today so…a few hours ago. Also, because I felt like I got it, I scheduled another interview with another company. The interviewer didn’t even show up.

My head is pounding. I was kind of relieved I didn’t get it, because I didn’t respect the company. It was my company’s rival, and to be honest, one of the reasons why I’m unemployed. They kinda blew us out the water. I also felt like this just meant that I can focus on the companies I really want to be at and can do so without feeling rushed to make a decision. If I got this one today, I would have had to make a hard decision, potentially one out of desperation. However, I would have loved to get it to use as leverage for another company and confirmation that I can get hired by a top tech company. It’s been nos across the board. I am just confused about, let’s say I get a job at a place I don’t want to work, should I wait for the one I want, or take what’s in front of me and use that to get to the one I want later. I’m hoping I don’t have to. I didn’t want to be unemployed, but it had to happen. I just hope I don’t have to take something I don’t want. I’ll still pray regardless and know he has a plan for me. I just hope I can do that with grace. I’ve cried everyday through my unemployment despite knowing that God has a plan for me. It is hard to remember that he’ll work it out…I’m trying…

The interview wasn’t nearly as hard as what I prepared for. And I didn’t get it. Despite getting to resolutions in each round, the feedback was that I didn’t come to the most optimal solution without some probing despite me coming to the solution through talking it through with them and coding it up.

I’ve lost count of how many rejections but 8+ on-site rejections and another 40+ technical rounds that have ended in rejections.

I did pay off my school loans. $15k & some change. I’ve paid off close to $60k total since graduation 10 years ago. I’ve had the money to pay these off for a while, I had just been holding on to it until I got a job. I still haven’t been approved for medi-cal and REALLY don’t want to go back to pay $700+ for health care insurance I’m not even really using. I also went and got my check ups and hair trimmed. I couldn’t put it off anymore. I don’t know when I’m going to get hired. Positive thing: my health is better than it was a year ago and I learned some new things about my hair and the products. I prefer my hair feel and look on the other products though, so I need to figure out something that is a happy medium between the 2. I don’t know if it’s the products or my stress but my skin is BUGGGINNGGG. Despite all this adding a bit of pressure on me, I just believed that God would bless it. I feel so spent, that I was just like, whatever. I even reached out and made peace with my little brother, aunt, family members, and friends that have deserted me during this time. I didn’t tell them what I really wanted to say. I just don’t want anything blocking my blessings and God said do it.

I’m so tired y’all…I LOOK CRAZY. My eyes have bags. But I still get compliments. I appreciate them. I want to tell those people, you have no clue the battles I’m fighting. Every new person I’ve met this year, in some way or another I’ve had to tell them about my situation. I’m getting stronger. I’m toning up. I’m grateful. But my eyes. I just feel very sad so often. I try to remember to have joy as much as possible though.

What sucks is that I keep getting referrals, keep getting opportunities, keep getting reached out to by companies I want to be at…and then I get rejected or they just go radio silent.

The good thing is I haven’t blown it yet with the companies I ACTUALLY want to be at. I feel like God is prepping me for them. I don’t think God is asking me to pursue other fields, but I also don’t know where He is taking me. I have to continue leaning on faith, praying, and waiting. This is truly the hardest time I’ve ever endured. Harder than COVID. Harder than those months of feeling alone on a project in a record cold winter in Buffalo. Your prayers are appreciated. I know my top choice is on the way. I know He’s making a way for me despite everything I’ve been through.

#software engineering #san francisco #python #silicon valley #coding #women in tech #tech #software engineer #black in tech #black women in tech #tech layoffs #codeblr

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July 22 - 2023 Saturday

10:31 AM

I don’t think it wise to draw comparisons between current dynamics and old ones but I can’t help but notice similarities sometimes. My ex and I were in a situation where he clamored for my attention but I didn’t want to give it to him. In my case it’s because he made me feel uneasy and guilty for not being everything he wanted me to be. My strategy to deal with him was to not entertain is behavior or requests but he never let up. Sometimes I feel like I’m in his position, simply being put up with until it gets too much for them or I settle down. Of course people are different and I could be misinterpreting behavior. IF it is true though, it might not be a total loss. I have the experience to know that I do need to lessen my grip and lighten up. Thats what I wanted him to do at least.

This is also my first time openly acknowledging said individual as my ex. As much as I don’t want to admit that we were technically dating and everything fell through, thats what happened. It’s the reality of my past.

8:33 AM (The Next Day)

Forgot again to journal because last night was drinkin night.

Yesterday my intent was to keep busy no matter what so my thoughts didn’t get too out of hand. I was mostly successful, I actually consider yesterday to have been a good day for once. Breakfast was some potstickers and a poptart. In the morning I worked on fixing the image compression in my VRchat furry world and adding new pics to the gallery for about 30 minutes. I did a couple other random little things I don’t really remember. I watched some more of the Chris Chan documentary while I was busy. I remember getting horny enough midday to message my friend but it was mostly to distract myself from my commonly upset midday tummy so I deleted it before she read it hopefully. I wasn’t actually able to follow up with that request even if I wanted so that would have been irresponsible. Lunch was spaghetti and meatballs. For the afternoon I spent a few hours finishing up my bathroom world in David’s server. I finally finished it so I’m happy to move onto other projects finally. As I was finishing up, my friends were down to watch the first Rugrats movie so we did that while I was uploading the world. It was a good movie. Afterwards I really wanted to get in VR so I could check out the world and make it a little surprise so we did that. BUT I somehow overlooked the fact that NONE of the animations were global which really put a damper on my experience for awhile. Most of the night I was thinking about how I’m gonna fix this instead of just enjoying my time. I did have a lot of fun though. I was trying to request a little along time with my friend but I can’t tell if she was avoiding that or didn’t see what I was trying to say. After she went to bed I focused on fixing the world’s networking which I did fairly easily but then I had an issue where the particles were all black which took me 40 minutes to realize it needed a Unity restart to fix. Now the only problem is that animations aren’t buffered for late joiners so there can be some de-sync with the animations but it’s not a massive problem. I also stayed up until 2 am because I got too horny, I wish I hadn’t. I really don’t like how horny I can get being a guy.

I’ve been trying to make my desires known to others instead of bottling things up and expecting them to be mind readers. I’d much rather have a yes or no answer instead of dropping hints trying to determine if they are ignoring me or not picking up on the hints. I think it’s a toxic thing I do to avoid direct communication. It’s an exercise in self respect to tell someone exactly what I want from them and accept whether they want to give it or not.

#journal #diary #ex #vrchat #movie

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one of many reasons castiel spent the first year of knowing dean trying not to strangle him: dean's weird little winchester-only dialect

i’m fucking obsessed with this right now, so buckle in for a meta. a cool fun (horrible) thing about dean's dialogue is that a good 90% of what comes out of his mouth is:

a pop culture reference ("you're just gonna take some divine bong hit, and shazam, you're roma downey?")

references to real life phenomenon ("i don't wanna wake up missing a kidney in a bathtub full of ice" "try new mexico, i hear he’s on a tortilla")

these also often take the form of nicknames, and dean has a tendency to give people nicknames in general or call them something besides their given name, whether it’s affectionate or rude ("easy there, van damme" "so i’m girl interrupted" furthermore castiel = cas, ezekiel = zeke, etc, see also frequent use of "chucklehead" "asshat" and on the nicer/endearments end "buddy" "pal" "sunshine" etc)

an idiom ("a snowball's chance" "if it smells like a duck...")

slang ("drinking the koolaid" "jonesing for some hooch" not to mention the literal endless amount of words dean uses to refer to killing - gank, waste, juice, ice, etc)

a metaphor ("power up your batteries" "fly me back to my page on the calendar")

a euphemism ("cloud seeding" "i'd have given you an hour alone with her first")

sarcasm (his habit of replying "peachy" or "super" when asked how he is)

wordplay (see: the entire "vampirate" and "werepire" debacles)

completely nonsensical (guessing what happened to a magical artifact: "it was dug up by tomb raiders? it was seized by the king of the dead by warlords?")

said at lightning speed - if you pay attention, dean actually talks a LOT, usually a mile a minute (this makes me feel a way when you recall him being nonverbal for a year at age 4 but that’s another post)

slang IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE (casual usage of “guano,” etc)

a lie, a deflection, a joke, etc

or worse, something dean’s NOT saying, deliberately, because he’s one of the most repressed people on earth

the end result of all this being:

dean winchester is utterly infuckingcomprehensible.

think about this. there's an ENTIRE SECTION on EVERY SINGLE EPISODE PAGE of the spn wiki devoted to JUST explaining dean's pop culture references, because the average viewer won't have seen everything he's talking about either. they have a whole page for this called “hunter’s lingo,” but honestly, it’s not all hunters, just sam and dean’s fucking batshit communication style. even i don't understand dean half the time. SAM gets it, sam speaks it back to dean a lot in the early seasons, but that's because sam and dean are 1. practically two halves of the same person 2. FREAKS. every time we get an episode that involves outsider POV is devoted to them going "what the fuck is WRONG with them?"

enter castiel. technically speaking, the show implies that angels are omnilingual. castiel should understand every language known to man, but knowing the meaning of words doesn't help him understand the following:

pop culture references

references to real life phenomenon

nicknames

idioms

slang

metaphors

euphemisms

sarcasm

wordplay

you get the idea.

listen to me. look me in the eyes. castiel cannot understand a single fucking word that comes out of dean's mouth. my guy laid a hand on dean winchester in hell and immediately fell in love with him and has no fucking idea what he's talking about ever. because not only is dean winchester's way of speaking CLINICALLY insane, and sometimes incomprehensible even to other human beings who are not sam, castiel is an angel, and someone prone to taking things even more literally than other angels do

go back and watch and watch seasons 4-5 especially. the reason cas does so much squinting and head tilting is because every time dean opens his mouth castiel has to open up his mental "dean winchester dictionary" and translate entire paragraphs on the fly, because again, dean never shuts up!

what makes this extra hilarious to me is this gem:

this line is from 5.13. at this point cas has known dean for AN ENTIRE YEAR AND A HALF. what you see here is my guy SNAPPING. cas made an EFFORT in this scene. he asked who glenn close was. he's telling dean that he can't understand him. he is doing his level best to have a normal conversation with this guy he has a crush on and for the life of him he cannot do it (equal but opposite energy to cas blowing up the gas station and motel room in 4.01, tbh)

yes, cas can understand dean's tone. he can use context clues, and he usually gets the general idea. and when cas DOES understand dean's jokes, he laughs at them. the first time we ever see him smile is during their 4.07 heart-to-heart when dean says "it was a witch, not the tet offensive." since cas has knowledge of human history, he knows what the tet offensive is; he got the joke, and he laughed.

but as far as actual dialogue goes, he consistently struggles to keep up. even after metatron gives castiel the pop culture knowledge in season 9, cas struggles to put it to put it to proper use (dean: "you wanna just walk right into the death star?" cas: "what does a fictional battle station have to do with this?"). whenever he asks dean to clarify it's always when he’s most annoyed, like most of the time he knows it would be futile but he's too annoyed to care. (dean: "i don't know who's on first, what's on second!" cas: "what IS second???") i’m pretty sure he spends seasons 4-6 wanting to shake dean by the shoulders and ask him why he is LIKE THIS.

it takes cas - who, again, is omnilingual - YEARS to begin to acclimate to dean’s speech and start speaking that language back to him. it's season 8 before we start really hearing him use slang, season 9 before he begins to understand wordplay, season 10 before he starts using pop culture references (to other angels, who immediately fail to understand him, which disappoints him immensely), and season 11 before he really gets into metaphors. i don't remember what season he started using "yeah" instead of "yes" but i do know it took a really damn long time.

and honestly, i don't think cas truly got the hang of it until at least season 11-12. that's something like 7 or 8 YEARS. it’s more than half the time they’ve known each other at the point of the series finale.

so what's true romance, fellas? it's falling completely and totally in love with the most inexplicable person you will ever meet in your whole 4.5 billion year life, even though you have yet to understand a single thing he's ever said to you. thank you for coming to my ted talk

[spn masterpost]

#destiel #dean winchester #castiel #deancas #supernatural #liz's meta #liz makes stuff #liz's spn stuff #i have a whole other thing about how cas will code switch when he's around angels vs humans but this post is already way too long #seriously debated waiting and posting this in the morning because i want people to reblog it but fuck it! 2am meta.#season 5 cas: completely in love: i have no idea what the fuck you're saying to me. i love you. i'm going to kill you. why are you like thi

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sins-and-wins-with-vix · 2 years

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Everything Right/Wrong with Ninjago “Legacy of the Green Ninja” E8: The Day Ninjago Stood Still

Shorter than usual this week! Disclaimers: Show owned by LEGO. This is not a professional review/critique - it’s mainly intended for comedy!

Make sure to reblog, comment, and/or like! And tell me your thoughts!

- Intro ✅

- This opening shot implies Skales’s tail to be much longer than it actually is ❌

- It’s very nice that all these snakes, including the tribe generals, just let Skales rule them all and don’t even attempt to challenge him. Clearly, they have all watched the show and seen that he’s been through way too much sh*t trying to accomplish this one goal for the last 2 seasons, and failing at every possible turn, and have decided to just be nice and hand it to him. Surely this won’t go wrong in any way. ❌

- “Hey! Open the window, let me in!” Jay yelled, standing less than two feet away from the front door ❌

- “I’d forgotten how pale Garmadon was before his turn to evil was complete.” Dude looks more like a ghost than the actual ghost characters in this show, so I don’t know how you forgot that ❌

- “My, there’s so much [research about prophecy].” There’s 8 scrolls here, which could be a lot considering the Overlord stuff is really old and most written knowledge is probably lost to time, but Wu claims that looking through all this stuff will take days, and that could only be accurate if these two read at the same speed that my grandparents type. ❌

- “I should’ve chosen you.” Misako doesn’t have an “it,” but it still needs to stay in her pants. ❌

- People like to say that Misako shouldn’t flirt with Wu here because she’s technically still married, and I get that, but at the same time, Garmadon turned evil, got himself banished to the Underworld, and has done some pretty f*cked up things pretty much the moment he got back, so honestly, I’m not really gonna hold it against her too much.

- “Lloyd’s father is evil, but he would never do anything to put his son in harm’s way.” Except for the fact that he’s been doing it this whole d*mn season. Leaving a child orphaned and traumatized is still harming them! ❌

- We just saw Skales following right behind the digging Constrictai, but the next shot shows him to be several meters back ❌

- “My plan has been in the works since the beginning of time.” We know that the battle between good and evil took place before time had a name, and if you think about it hard enough, the Overlord’s line here could imply that the moment after that first battle was the very moment that time was given its name. I know it’s probably not meant to be thought of like that, but I’m still winning it because I think it’s a cool concept. ✅

- I still f*cking love this ninja-chain thing they do sometimes. Idk, it just shows great teamwork and how much they know and trust each other and AGHH ✅

- “A few more inches, guys!” It’s moments like this when I need to question if my audience would or wouldn’t like the occasional s*x joke

- Also, right after he says this, Cole ignores Lloyd’s order and steps backwards, probably to spite the writers for forgetting that he was technically the leader ❌

- This tomb is decorated with scorpion symbols, an animal that has nothing to do with the Overlord. ❌

- Skales has been gunning for leader since s1e1. It was his definitive character trait throughout his whole arc, yet he failed each and every time. He became the general? Sorry, now the tribes are being taken over by Pythor, and he’s better off just being second in command. Wait, now Pythor is gone and he wants to be their king? Nope! Here’s Garmy! But it’s fine because the other generals went with him and wait, no. Now he’s in jail and they’ve gone with Garmadon. Now he’s out of jail but has to work for Garmadon, and now he’s finally got what he wanted and not 20 minutes later he’s landed his entire race into the same f*cked up crisis that they were in for decades and just got out of. Remember, the show was supposed to end after s2, so this was resolution to Skales’s character arc. This is hilarious in the most morbid and tragic ways possible and it doesn’t get talked about nearly as much as it should.

- “Do you wanna be my new cameraman?” “Not really.” “Great!” Gayle Gossip I love you ✅

- “Stay strong, show no weakness!” *Lloyd runs soldiers over* That moment when your little brother suddenly has the skills to outshine all of you at once ✅

- We just saw Mother Doomsday flee from his store, but now we saw him hiding inside it ❌

- “It’s unwise to take the elevator during an emergency, Dareth.” Which educational consultant do we have to thank for that line?❌

- Is the soldier that scared Dareth floating? ❌

- The ninja are supposed to be slowing the soldiers down, but they actually spinjitzu well past most of the army in the stairwell. ❌

- “They just keep coming!” Look, if they don’t want me to make 2 s*x jokes in one episode maybe they shouldn’t make it so easy!

- This is supposed to look like a mass amount of destruction but given the states we’ve seen Ninjago City in in later seasons, this is practically nothing, and in-universe that is a horrifying reality. ❌

Sentence: Skales’s irony

#ninjago sins/wins #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago lloyd #lloyd garmadon #Ninjago zane #Ninjago jay #ninjago kai #ninjago cole #Ninjago nya

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helliontherapscallion · 4 years

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Going Mining (Adrenaline Junkie Part 2)

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17

Spotify Playlist (collaborative)

Warnings: swearing, OOC sbi

Word count: 2,582

It had been about a year since you told your family about your tendencies. Since then, you quickly became efficient in the art of redstone wiring. The precious dust became your saving grace in a way, it was because of it that you stopped skydiving. Of course, you missed the feeling you got when you got close to the ground going at mach speed, but they were just intrusive thoughts at this point; you didn’t make any move to fulfill your desire. Redstone wiring took your mind off from it.

Lately, you spent most of your time in the basement where you set up your workshop to craft most of your supplies and write out blueprints. You were working on finding out a way to somehow launch TNT to make igniting it safer. You figured out that you could use a dispenser to plant the TNT, repeaters to prolong the time the TNT gets placed, a button to press to initiate the whole process, and use redstone dust to connect everything together. Now you have a working TNT launcher, but you have to find a block to use as a wall to protect the user from the shockwave of the explosion. You found out the hard way that the shockwave is enough to knock you back a few feet and give you small burns.

You reached over for more iron to make another repeater, but your hand came up empty. You furrowed your brows as your hand patted around the chest before finally looking over to look more closely. The chest was completely empty. You groaned in frustration, you could’ve sworn that you had more iron to work with. Looks like you had to go mining again. Sighing as you checked your redstone dust supplies, you supposed that you could look for more of that too.

Prying your goggles off from your eyes and placing them on your crafting table, you checked the time. It was almost sunset, which means it’s close to dinner time. You walked up the stairs and to the kitchen, where Philza was cooking dinner.

Sitting down at the dinner table, you greeted him. “Hey Dad, what’s for dinner tonight?”

“Steak and baked potatoes. How’s the TNT launcher coming up?”

“It’s coming along. At this point, I just need to figure out what block I could use as a wall to block the shockwave and how many repeaters I need.”

You remembered earlier today when you got the unexpected knockback in your backyard where you were building the launcher. Philza got used to the constant explosions, so he wasn’t phased when the explosion was louder than usual. He just thought you were using more TNT than usual, so he just resumed chopping wood. Soon after the explosion, he heard a thud and a groan coming from you. When he glanced in your direction, he saw you laying in the grass a few feet from the launcher. He chided you for not being careful with how much TNT you used, but he was proud of you for being so innovative. After giving you a health potion for your burns you got, he told you that you were done building for the day.

He hummed thoughtfully as he flipped a steak. “Have you thought about using obsidian? It’s pretty durable and it could withstand quite a bit of damage.”

You slapped a hand to your forehead. Why didn’t you think about using obsidian? Most TNT technicians used obsidian to shield them.

“...No, no I haven’t. You don’t suppose that we have any laying around?”

“I’m sorry hun, but we don’t. I could go mining for some though.”

“No that’s fine, I was actually going to find a cave tomorrow to restock on iron and redstone. I’m running low.”

“If that’s the case, I’ll lend you my diamond pickaxe. The iron pickaxe you have won’t mine through obsidian. Dinner’s almost done, can you go get your brothers?”

“On it!”

You ran up the stairs, hearing the strumming of a guitar growing louder as you approached Wilbur’s room. Knocking loud enough for him to hear over the guitar, the strumming stopped and he called out a “come in”.

Opening the door, you smiled at him. “Hey Wil. Dad wanted me to tell you dinner’s almost ready. That new song sounds great by the way.”

He put his precious guitar back into its case on his bed as he turned around and returned your smile.

“Thanks (y/n). Tell him that I’ll be down in a moment.”

Nodding, you closed his door and went across the hall to Techno’s room. Before you could knock, the door swung open to reveal your oldest brother.

“I heard you tell Wilbur dinner’s ready. I’ll see you there.”

You stepped aside to let him into the hall and started to walk to Tommy’s room. You swung open his door and chuckled lightly as he jumped.

“Hey gremlin. Dinner’s ready.”

“How come you knock on Wilbur’s and The Blade’s door but not mine? I could’ve been naked!”

“You do the same thing to me. Techno and Wil knock on my door, so I knock on theirs. Now, get down to the dining room before your food gets cold.”

He stood up to his full height and casually walked over to you. In the past year he has grown to be almost 8 inches taller than you and he didn’t show any signs of stopping any time soon. To your surprise, he shoved you to the side and sprinted out of his room.

“LAST ONE TO THE DINING ROOM HAS TO DO THE DISHES TONIGHT!”

“NOT FAIR, YOU GOT A HEAD START.”

You sprinted after him, but he was ahead of you by time you passed your other brother’s rooms. By the time you got to the top of the stairs, he was halfway down them. There was only one way you’d win. You hauled yourself over the railing of the stairs and jumped, extending your wings to slow your descent. You swiftly regained your footing and sprinted towards the kitchen with desperation. You weren’t going to do the dishes when it was Tommy’s turn; it was your night last night. You laughed in an early celebration when you neared the door to the dining room. There was no way Tommy could possibly-

You yelped as you felt your body being pulled back and a slight pain in your wings. Tommy must’ve grabbed your wings. Falling on your ass, you quickly reached to grab Tommy’s ankle to bring him down on the ground with you. He landed on his stomach with a thud as you pulled him back as hard as you could. You crawled towards the dining room door, only to feel Tommy grabbing your wings again to pull you back. Wincing as you felt some feathers being yanked out, you cursed your wings for growing to be almost larger than your body and easy to grab. You slid across the ground as Tommy pulled you back and tried to crawl into the dining room. You reached out with your other wing and started battering his head to disorient him. It worked as he stopped and you felt him trying to swat your wing away so he could see. Making haste, you crawled into the dining room.

“OI THAT’S NOT FAIR. YOU STARTED HITTING ME.”

“All’s fair in love and war, gremlin. Besides, you pulled my wings first, so you technically started it. I wasn’t about to do the dishes for you.”

“I don’t know why you are the one calling me gremlin, you’re short as hell.”

“Oi, 5’2 is average height! You all are just way too tall!”

Despite you and Tommy arguing, you both were giggling and smiling at each other. The rest of your family watched you two in amusement for a couple of minutes before Philza spoke up.

“Alright you two, dinner’s gonna get cold if you keep it up. Tommy, (y/n) won fair and square. You will also pick up the feathers you plucked out after dinner. (Y/n), don’t jump over the railing again. I understand that you can fly but still that’s dangerous.”

You both murmured “yes, Dad” before taking your seats at the table. As the dinner progressed, everyone had small side conversations about how their days were. Dinner went by faster than usual, probably because everyone was tired.

Tommy grumbled to himself as he picked up the feathers on the ground. Taking pity on him, you picked up everyone’s dishes and took them to the kitchen sink and filled it up with soapy water for Tommy. You washed and dried them by time he got done picking up your feathers. He was an annoying little gremlin, but he was your little annoying gremlin. You loved your little brother.

“...Thanks for helping me. You didn’t have to do the dishes.”

“It’s not a problem, Tommy. You already had to pick up my feathers. Er, sorry for hitting you with my wings, that probably hurt.”

He chuckled, rubbing his head. “It kinda hurt, but I deserved it for pulling out your feathers.”

You moved your wing in front of you to examine it. Only a few secondary feathers were missing, it was probably mostly your semiplume feathers he pulled out.

“You didn’t do too much damage, no worries. I’m going mining tomorrow, is there anything you need me to pick up?”

His eyes lit up. “If you find a diamond, give it to me. My jukebox broke today.”

“I gotchu. It’s getting pretty late, T. We should go to bed.”

You gestured for Tommy to follow as you started to walk back into the dining room and into the kitchen. You two made comfortable small talk as you walked back to your rooms for the night. After changing into your pajamas, you plopped onto your bed and buried yourself in your sheets. You struggled to cover your wings before giving up and leaving them to droop off the side of your bed. You really needed to ask Philza how he covered his wings, they were larger than yours so he probably had a little technique he uses.

Having wings kinda sucked sometimes. Besides not being able to cover them with a blanket easily, they didn’t fit on your bed if you wanted to stretch them out to their full length. When you were younger, your wings always fit on your bed and you would always keep them covered. But now with your wingspan being longer than your height, they were a pain to manage, especially at night. You always had to either sleep on your stomach or side and you couldn’t roll over without pulling a muscle in your wing. Because of this, it usually took you a little longer than most to fall asleep.

Your blissful slumber was interrupted by the light peeking in through your curtains. Sitting up, you stretched out your wings, smiling in satisfaction when you heard them crack. You stood up and grabbed your clothes for the day. Since you usually woke up a little earlier than your brothers, you always got first dibs on the shower after Philza. You yawned tiredly as you flicked on the water faucet and stepped into the shower. Now slightly more awake, you stepped out and started to preen your wings. Another downside to having wings is how high maintenance they are.

After taking care of the rest of your morning routine, you went down to the kitchen where Philza was sitting at the table drinking some coffee looking as dead inside as ever.

“Mornin’ Dad.”

He grunted in response. He was never a morning person, even after adopting four kids. You walked over to the chest where the food is kept and pulled out some eggs, bread, and beef. Usually, you made breakfast while Philza made dinner. You hummed a small tune as you flipped the eggs and turned over the beef sausages. One by one, your brothers joined Philza at the table and waited while you cooked.

You grabbed four plates and sets of silverware from the cabinets and put on an appropriate amount of food on each, placing them in front of your siblings and dad. You grabbed your own before joining them at the table.

“So, I’m going mining today. Is there anything you guys want me to get?”

They all chimed in with their needs. Philza wanted you to grab more iron and diamonds, Techno wanted some gold, Wilbur didn’t ask for anything, and you already knew what Tommy wanted. It sounded easy enough.

While the boys wrapped up breakfast, you excused yourself from the table and went back to your room to grab your satchel, pocket watch, iron pickaxe, and iron sword. Walking back downstairs, Philza gave you the supplies you would need today: a diamond pickaxe and a plethora of torches. “No staying out past sunset. Don’t mine down. Stay aware of your surroundings. If you see a mob, do not try to fight it, just try to run. If you get hurt, come straight home. If you get lost, follow the torches.”

“You worry about us too much.”

He sighed as he pulled you into a hug. “I just want you to be safe, hun.”

You smiled as you hugged him back and wrapped your wings around him. “I know, Dad. I’ll be safe, promise.”

“You better, or else you’re grounded,” he joked.

You chuckled as you pulled away and said goodbye to your brothers for the day. Heading out into the brisk morning, you took in a deep breath and smiled to yourself. You had a feeling that this mining trip was going to be bountiful. You spread your wings and took off into the sky.

Flying for a while, you spotted an opening in the ground. Grinning, you gradually landed before walking into the cave.

You spent hours mining precious ores, working your way deeper and deeper into the cave. You still had at least five hours before you had to start heading back to the house, so you thought going deeper wasn’t going to hurt anybody.

You hummed to yourself as you passed multiple stalagmites. This cave was seemingly never ending, you’d have to mark it on your map so you could come back to it. The mouth of the cave kept getting larger and larger until it melded into a huge, winding cavern. You’ve never been this deep before, so you were excited to explore. Being mindful of placing down torches, you explored the cavern before you came across a strange looking block you’ve never seen before.

It glowed a luminescent green as weird looking projections (tentacles maybe? Was this thing alive?) flailed about before they fell into a relaxed movement and stopped glowing. Reaching out to poke it, you cringed as it felt weirdly moist and it made a slight squelching noise. It flailed about again as it glowed. You saw movement in the corner of your eye and turned to see another one of the blocks doing the same thing. How weird.

Suddenly, the nearby lights started to flicker on and off, even your torches, as you heard a rhythmic thudding sound bounce off the walls of the cave. The thudding got louder and louder gradually as you frantically looked around for whatever it was and pulled out your sword. Hearing movement from behind you, you turned around only to freeze in fear.

What the fuck was that?

#sbi x reader #sibling reader #philza x reader #technoblade x reader #wilbur soot x reader #tommyinnit x reader #platonic #mcyt x reader #tw: swearing

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too-gay-for-marvel · 3 years

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just this once pt.3

a/n: i know im technically a day late, but we stopped very late. but its here! and its gonna be a decent amount of parts, so be prepared, besties

Word Count: 2,439

Warnings: smut implications

Pairing: Natasha x Reader

(pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6.1 pt.6.2 pt.6.3 pt.7 pt.8)

Natasha had to admit, she hated how understanding Maria was. She had gone home and told Maria what you had said, expecting to become single almost as soon as she had finished talking. But no, Natasha had finished her rant, and Maria had taken a deep breath before saying “I’m sorry,” and dragging her into a hug.

She would’ve handled a “we’re over” much better.

But it helped ease some of the guilt that she was carrying around with her. It lifted some of the weight that had been keeping her head down and feet dragging. And with Maria being the most understanding person in the world, now she could live her life. Did she forgive herself? Fuck no, but at least she could move on with Maria.

It helped that you kept to what she had told you.

In the months after learning the truth, she never saw you. Her feet never took her to your suite, her thoughts never trailed to that night. Well. Not during the day. She… didn’t want to talk about the dreams.

Natasha was able to go a solid month without seeing you, and even though the back of her mind kept telling her to talk to you, she had stayed away. She had kept to her “honey do” list, went on her missions, and just lived her life.

Until Fury stuck his nose where it didn’t belong.

“You two have a mission.”

Natasha looked over to where you were standing, over in the corner as far away from her as you could be. Your eyes were down, only occasionally darting up to look at Fury when he was talking. She could see the fins on your arm flare out a bit before relaxing again, along with the slight twitch of your gills.

“Can this mission not be done with one person?” Natasha asked, her eyes still locked on you; you shifted your weight from one foot to the other.

“It requires stealth and…” Fury looked over at you and sighed. “Gills.”

“And here I thought you kept me around for my good looks,” you teased with an upturn of the corner of your mouth.

“When do you need us?” Natasha asked, and your half smile fell as quickly as it had appeared.

“You leave bright and early, 0400.”

With that, Fury left the room, leaving you and her alone. She took note of your fins staying flared, and took that as her sign to leave. Your feet shuffled, and she moved slower just in case, but you never reached out to her. That was all Natasha needed to head back to her room to prepare for tomorrow.

Tomorrow came far too soon, and it felt like only moments later that Natasha was standing in the hangar, watching you prep your gear.

Incorrectly.

“Your holster’s backwards,” Natasha pointed out.

“It is not, I’m testing something out,” you shot back without looking up.

“Whatever you put in there is going to fall out,” she continued.

You ignored her, but tried to turn it around without her noticing. She did. A silence fell over the both of you as you continued to get ready. Natasha had already gotten all of her stuff, but you continued to move around. You grabbed your belt and a harpoon, all of them quickly attached at your hips.

You maintained your relentless pace, her face pressed against the wall as you held your hand to the back of her neck. She felt you thrusting into her, most likely leaving a bruise on her ass and hips, but all she knew was that it felt so good she could only think of one thing-

Natasha turned her head away, a slight blush dusting her cheeks. If anyone noticed, they didn’t say. She refused to look at you until you stood up straight, geared up and ready to go. Your suit told her that there was going to be some sort of underwater aspect, and that gave her a bit of insight as to what was expected of the both of you.

The quinjet ride was awkward, to say the least. You stayed in the back while Natasha flew. She was thankful that you were keeping your distance. If you had been close, it was very possible that Natasha would have lost her damn mind.

Your suit always did do something to her.

You hadn't even bothered to take your pants off; just pulled them down far enough for you to get your strap out. Her fingers scrambled to grab purchase of something, anything, but your suit was still wet from the mission. Almost as wet as she was.

Natasha shook her head, trying to physically remove the memories. She was going to kill Nick when she got back.

She needed to focus on the mission. There was no need for it to be anything other than a mission. Get in, map out the building, get out. You would cover the lower levels, she would cover the upper, it shouldn't take more than an hour.

It was a slow descent to the checkpoint, but easy enough. You spent the last few minutes braiding your hair, keeping it out of the way and showing off the shaved part of your head. Natasha remembered teaching you how to tie those braids.

Once the quinjet was landed and you were both on solid ground, it was straight to business.

"Once you get back to solid ground, your pants and gear should be in a backpack marked on your locator," Natasha said.

"We'll meet up in the eastern stairwell," you continued, not even skipping a beat. It was like nothing had ever happened.

"Comms on?"

"Gonna miss me?" You asked, cocky as ever, but you turned the comm on anyway.

"Just get moving," Natasha huffed with a roll of her eyes. "The sooner we get in, the sooner we're done."

"See you in a minute," you winked and mock-saluted before jumping down into the hole that would be your entrance.

It's what she hated about you; how you could so easily act like nothing had ever happened.

Natasha closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Just one. Then it was time to get moving. She finished pulling her cap down, mostly covering the top half of her face before finishing the walk to the guarded entrance

She flashed a badge and they let her in without a word. One of her easier infiltrations, if she were being honest. Just went to prove that as long as she acted like she belonged, no one would question her. It was easier to blend in if you acted like there was no need for it.

Starting from the top, Natasha made her way down the building, mapping corridors, potential hidden rooms, rooms of interest. By the time she made it to your meeting point, she had marked more than enough information to assist in future missions.

All she needed was your half and she could go home.

The door to the stairwell was thrown open, slamming against the wall and causing Natasha to flinch ever so slightly. You were still soaking wet, trailing water behind you, and you didn't have your gear. In fact, you didn't have anything.

"What happened?" Natasha asked. But the sound of an alarm being set off was answer enough.

"It wasn't me," you stated simply.

Yelling echoed in the corridor behind you, and you gave Natasha A Look. That was all she needed before you both took off running down the stairs, skipping three or four at a time. She heard a *squeak* and turned around just in time to see you fall flat on your ass with a loud grunt.

“Get up,” Natasha groaned.

She didn’t wait for you to get up on your own, instead decided to grab your arm and yank you up. Except for the fact that she had forgotten how wet you were, and how slippery your skin could get, and you ended up falling back onto your ass a second time.

“Some help you are,” you growled as you managed to push yourself back up onto your feet.

“If you weren’t such a freak, this wouldn’t even be a problem,” Natasha shot back.

You both continued running, finally reaching the bottom floor just in time to hear echoed footsteps a few floors above you. Natasha opened the door and pushed you in, quick to follow after. She shut the door and grabbed the extra harpoon bolt from your hip, shoving it between the door and the wall while you protested.

“Get going,” she said as she continued to push you forward, looking for a way out.

“We could always go through the sewers,” you suggested with a shrug when you both came to a halt in an intersection that you swore you hadn’t seen yet.

“I’m not escaping in a fucking sewer,”Natasha shot at you. “You were supposed to find us a way out.”

“It’s not my fault someone ratted us out! I don’t like being stuck with you either!” You shouted back.

“Oh sure, after all of that bullshit a few months ago, now you don’t want to get stuck with me?”

“Listen, I said I was-”

“They’re around the corner!” A voice shouted. You and Natasha shared a look, and Natasha managed to pull you into a closet just in time for footsteps to be heard coming in your direction.

“We should’ve taken the sewer,” you whisper-yelled as Natasha tried to ignore how close to you she was.

If you two had been any closer, you would’ve been inside each other, and not in the enjoyable way. Natasha’s arms were pinned in between the both of you, and she could feel your ribs under her fingers. Her ear was pressed to your body; she could hear your irregular, three-pump heartbeat loud and clear. There used to be a time she would have enjoyed being so close.

You were both silent as you waited for the footsteps and yelling to die down. Even when they had faded, you stayed still, hoping that they wouldn’t open the closet as a last resort. Your body heat was comforting, and Natasha almost found herself forgetting the danger that was just around the corner. But then you gave an awkward cough and shifted, and Natasha was brought back to the fact that this wasn’t supposed to be enjoyable.

“I think we’re safe,” Natasha mumbled.

“Let’s get out of here,” you agreed as you cleared your throat again, still incredibly uncomfortable.

You reached around her and opened the door, the both of you practically falling out of the closet. When Natasha stood up straight again, she brushed the nonexistent dirt from her suit and avoided your gaze at all costs. Only when she had regained her composure did she turn to you again.

“You mentioned a sewer?” Natasha asked, completely defeated.

You nodded and started running in the opposite direction of the yelling, leading her down corridors until you both reached a manhole cover. Natasha could smell the sewage without opening it, and she could only imagine how terrible it would be once she jumped in. But there didn’t really seem to be any other option, and you were already prying it open just enough for them to slip in.

“Ladies first,” you gestured.

“Gee, thanks,” Natasha groaned as she took her last breath of semi-pure air and jumped in.

The stench was worse than anything Natasha had ever smelled before. All the death and ruin she had witnessed, and she still believed that this was worse. She couldn’t even attempt to guess at what was causing the smell, but she didn’t think she wanted to know. Maybe it would be a little more tolerable if she just pretended it was nothing.

You jumped in after her and pulled the manhole back into place, and just like that, it was like neither of you had ever been there. You didn’t wait for her as you started making your way out of the building, and Natasha quickly followed suit. She didn’t understand how you could breathe the air like it was nothing, but maybe it was part of your physiology. Maybe you were just lucky.

It felt like an eternity before you both ran into a ladder that would take you out of the sewer. You yanked the manhole cover aside and Natasha went up first, gasping when she smelled the fresh air. It was like being reborn, she thought. Her cells felt rejuvenated and her skin felt cleaner.

As soon as you pulled the cover back on, you both ran back to the quinjet as fast as you could. The stench of sewage followed you, stuck to your clothes; they would probably be incinerated when you got back to the tower. But you were out, and you could head back with enough confidence to tell Nick that you had at least gotten half of the building mapped out.

“You fly, I think I’m drying out,” you groaned. Natasha didn’t argue.

She sat in the pilot’s seat and set a course for the tower, wanting nothing more than a hot shower and a good sleep. But she looked back in time to see you stripping your suit off, groaning as it literally peeled off. Inch by inch, she saw your shoulders, your spines, your back, those abs.

You were never one to let anyone see you undressed, but Natasha loved that she was allowed. The way you shifted and twitched when her fingers ran over your skin, when you whined if she kissed that spot on your back. Loved the feel of your abs flexing as you thrusted into her at an inhuman pace that had her moaning and cumming for hours and-

“Nat, pull up!”

Natasha felt your hands covering hers, yanking up, and the real world unfolded before her eyes. The ground was quickly approaching, and the sound of the air rushing past the quinjet was enough to make Natasha’s hands shake. Only when the jet was back up and on course did she start to settle.

“Are you trying to get us killed?” You shouted, but Natasha just turned back to the front, trying her hardest to ignore the stinging in her eyes.

You grumbled and walked off, and Natasha could feel the frustration radiating off of you. But she didn’t really care anymore. She had nearly gotten you both killed because she had been too busy remembering you railing her. Natasha couldn’t do this anymore, couldn’t be around you anymore.

Not if she wanted to stay alive.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #black widow x reader #marvel #my writing

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goshikitsutomusmommy · 4 years

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“Incorrect Quotes with Haikyuu Boys„

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7 , Part 8 , Part 9 , Part 10

Synopsis : Different Quotes From Brooklyn-Nine-Nine (and F.R.I.E.N.D.S) as Haikyuu Characters

Genre : Comedy , slight romance

Paring(s) : Osamu x reader , Atsumu x reader , Shirabu x reader , slight Iwaizumi x reader , slight Kyoutani x reader

Word Count : 0.83k

Warning(s) : She/her pronouns used , slight mention of suicidal joke , timeskip spoilers

Masterlist Link : Here

Osamu : *About to leave*.

[Name] : Aren’t you forgetting something?

Osamu : *Kisses forehead and heads out*.

[Name] : No! Pay the bill!

Part 1/4

Suna : [Name] hasn’t taken her eyes off her phone in two hours. First to make her look up wins the pot.

Aran : I’m in. A bet which improves someone’s manners? Double score!

Atsumu : Too bad, guys, a got this in the bag. A used to distract ‘er from ‘er phone all the time when we were smoochin’ buds.

Suna : Ugh, ew.

Aran : Yeah...

Part 2/4

*Atsumu tries walking seductively towards manager*

Atsumu : Hey, girl.

[Name] : *Throws nearby binder at his crotch*.

Atsumu : *Groaning*, Catch ya later...

Part 3/4

Suna : Mid morning dance party! *Turns on disco music on speaker*.

*Manager dancing to the music without looking up from her phone*

Suna : She’s dancing even better than normal.

Part 4/4

Aran : Oh god, did ya hear that George W. Bush died?

[Name] : *Still not looking up*, Who dat?

*Manager feeling down*

Semi : You’re a good manager. Do not beat yourself up about that.

[Name] : I’m not a good manager. I’m an amazing manager. And I’ll never forgive myself.

Shirabu : I didn’t understand why people care so much about their dumb love interests till I got a dumb girlfriend myself. I’ve only been with [Name] for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.

*Karasuno mentoring elementary students for the day*

Part 1/3

[Name], to two young girls : Okay, you two are obviously the alphas. You’re dating the blond kid and you like Filipino Bieber but you’re worried he’s still into Little-Miss-Side-Braid-Janky-Purse. Haha! I know so much. Hi, I’m [Name]. Hey~!

Part 2/3

Daichi : Great. So can you take over with the kids for a bit?

Asahi : Of course! I’m amazing with kids!

*Daichi leaves momentarily*

Asahi : *Nervous laughter*, I’m terrible with kids. I don’t know the lingo. You have to do this!

[Name] : I can’t, Hina is in the bathroom right now freaking out because Yui made out with Akira even though she knows Mei’s into him. Unless you want the Spring Dance to be a total drama fest, I have to be there for her.

Part 3/3

Daichi : Oh, uh, [Name], Akito-Sensei said you had a real impact on those kids. Apparently, you were just named Spring Dance Princess somehow...?

[Name] : Mhmm, what am I always telling you guys? I’m royalty.

[Name] : Apparently, he’s very into bird watching, so talking to a woman should blow his mind. And talking to this *Gestures to self*, woman, it could kill him.

Yachi : *Taking notes*.

*Meeting Seijoh for the first time as their manager*

[Name] : Hi. [Surname] [Name], the human form of the 100 emoji.

*Iwaizumi having a hand wrestle with Kyotani*

[Name] : Guys, take off your shirts! It’s restricting your body movements.

*Kageyama and Hinata in the boys bathroom trying to be discreet about a secret*

Kageyama : No one can know about this, understood?

Hinata : Understood.

[Name] : Understood.

*Kageyama and Hinata visibly alarmed*

[Name] : *Entering their stall*, What? I hang out in the men’s bathroom all the time. The acoustics are amazing~.

{Exceeded limited pics, pretend for me😁}

*Aged up*

*At [Name]’s apartment*

Part 1/2

Semi : Then you distract her a Barbie doll.

Shirabu : *Deep in thought*.

[Name] : Or... You could just, you know... *Pushes Shirabu aggressively onto already broken fridge*.

[Name] : *Mouth gaping dramatically*.

Shirabu : What the hell are you doing?!

[Name] : Wh... What the hell am I doing? What the hell are you doing?! You just broke my fridge!

Shirabu : What?! How do you know if—... *Deep breathe* How do you know if it’s even broken?

[Name] : Oh, you think I don’t know what breaks my fridge? Excuse me! *Opens fridge door*, Well, what do you know? Broken! That’ll be ¥45 thousand.

Semi : [Name], I saw you push him.

[Name] : Semi, remember what I told you when our fridge broke? I still haven’t gotten the check for your half yet.

Shirabu : Do not give her any money.

[Name] : I’m talking to you, you broke my fridge!

Part 2/2

[Name] : You owe me ¥45 thousand.

Goshiki : Okay, sure!

[Name] : Really?!

Goshiki : Yeah, yeah. Oh, wait! Technically, you owe me ¥70 thousand for sending happy thoughts on your last ten auditions.

[Name] : *Silence*, ... Call it even?

Goshiki : Okay!

{Pretend this is a header too <33}

*Timeskip*

*[Name] walks in Sugawara’s elementary classroom*

[Name] : Suga, can I talk to you? It’s urgent.

Sugawara : Yeah, sure...

[Name] : Okay, Daichi and Asahi are running a little late today for our hangout.

Sugawara : But, what’s wrong with them?

[Name] : Nothing, why?

Sugawara : [Name], you said it was urgent.

[Name] : Oh, yeah, it is. I’m going to the movies and it starts in, like, five minutes.

Sugawara : Do you realize I have a classroom full of students?

[Name] : Oh, I’m sorry. I’m so rude! *Turns to talk to the students*, Does anyone want to come to the movies?

{Again, pretend this is a header plsss}

Author’s Note : I just made the masterlist and it took me a while to figure out how to link it to my bio🤕🤕 if you wanna check out my work, here is the link

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is-nino-actually-luka · 4 years

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Top 10 Ninos in Miraculous Ladybug

Hey Everyone!

Ever since Stormy Weather, Miraculous Ladybug fans around the world have always wondered who the best Nino is. However everyone knows Top 10 list are 10x better than that so we’re doing this instead.

In this list, we used a complex equation to calculate which Nino has the greatest combination of friendliness, superheroics, musical ability, directorial inability, loyalty, and that special something that makes them Nino.

This list had a lot of competition, so don’t feel too bad if your favorite Nino didn’t make this particular list! Plus if you guys reblog this with an essay telling me how wrong I am, the tumblr algorithm will actually promote the post!

10. Shell Shock

In 10th place, we have the superhero turned supervillain Shell Shock! Now although you wouldn’t think he has the qualities of being a Nino, considering how betraying your allies isn’t very friendly, but in his defense akumatizations are no ones fault but Hawkmoth’s.

Plus this betrayal was the impetus for the Nino Retrieval Arc, which is fondly remembered as having some of the best fights in the show, including the very famous scene where the random citizens in a window drop their training weights and unleash their true power so they can restrain him and 2 other akumatized superheroes with little to no effort.

But the real reason he’s so low is because he’s just Carapace but Red, and turtles aren’t red. That’s silly. Shell Shock is just so silly

9. XY (Ripping off Luka)

On the surface, XY appears to be a talentless hack who clearly doesn’t care about music and is only in it for the money, and he is. But in his defense it’s also pretty clear the dude is obviously a product of his environment since his Dad is clearly the mastermind and even he doesn’t seem to think very much of XY.

Honestly the dude ought to become a better person and one of the best ways to change is to stop emulating his father and find better role models. So if he’s ripping off Kitty Section, specifically Luka, then maybe this could be the first step in the journey to becoming a better person like Luka.

Anyways, XY makes number 9 because of his potential

8. The Right Half of Oblivio

Alright let’s address the elephant in the room about Super Penguino. It’s pretty obviously a stand in for something else, but the show couldn’t exactly say it explicitly since it is a kid’s show after all.

Super Penguino represents how Alya and Nino are mobile gamers.

Honestly considering that their best friends are console gamers, it makes sense that they may try to hide their hobbies, and as a console gamer myself, I agree. They should be ashamed.

But then again I thought it was a cool episode so it’s number 8 even though we barely see Nino until like the last minute

7. Boy in Spanish

Niño takes the number 7 spot on this list for obvious reasons

6. Silencer

Silencer may be a supervillain, but he’s more of an anti villain if we are being honest. Like honestly he was only trying to steal voices from bad people like XY (Who stole his music and insulted Marinette/his friends), Bob Roth (Who encouraged XY to do that and he is literally everything wrong with the music industry), The Mayor (Who is notoriously corrupt), and Ladybug (Remember when she killed Chat Noir during Hero’s Day on live TV?).

Plus he was only really doing this to help his friends, which is pretty Pog.

Actually the only reason he isn’t higher is because he tries to silence people and that was literally the same thing the bad guys did in Footloose so not very Nino-like if you ask me

5. Bubbler

The Bubbler was literally only akumatized so he could throw his bro a party, and isn’t that the most Nino-like reason ever? Plus it was because of Gabriel Agreste, so can you really blame him?

Although we have to dock points off because he did send all the adults to the sky which is pretty messed up considering I am technically an adult now. Honestly the Bubbler sounded a lot more reasonable when I watched the episode in high school

4. Carapace

Taking number 4 on the list is everyone’s favorite Captain America Ripoff.

And his debut was really something! He actually 1v1ed an akuma without superpowers! He clearly took Ladybug’s advice to heart when she told him that “When you're facing a supervillain, strength doesn't make a difference. Courage and determination do.”

Plus his power is to protect his friends, and can you tell me a more Nino-like power than that? And his transformation sequence and music is a headbanger so it’s pretty obvious to tell that Nino’s under that hood.

Also he’s green. That’s the color turtles are supposed to be.

3. Viperion

Viperion barely edges out Carapace on the list since Viperion doesn’t need to protect his friends from danger. Instead, Viperion can stop the danger before it happens! It’s like Minority Report, and we all know how good of an idea it was in that movie!

It kinda sucks we didn’t get to see more of him in his debut episode, since Ladybug had to sideline Luka at first since she said “When you're dealing with a supervillain, it's better to have a partner with superpowers.” Although he was a hard carry once he did get superpowers! Literally Hawkmoth and Ladybug consider him the biggest threat when facing a group of heroes!

And like any good Nino transformation, the music is a bop, and having an instrument as a weapon really helps on the Nino ranking

2. Luka

The caring older brother who moonlights as a temporary Reptile Hero, Luka isn’t the only musically inclined friend of Adrien who had a crush on Marinette!

Honestly if you didn’t know any better you might think that Luka is actually Nino!

Luka is in almost everyway the best Nino, and he was a very close second to first. Honestly I had some trouble deciding between the two of them, but I think the number 1 pick is pretty unanimous in everyone’s minds

Before we get to the number one pick, let’s take a look at some honorable mentions

Nino Rota: An famous Italian composer whose work includes the Godfather Trilogy’s Score. However the fact he does not appear in Miraculous Ladybug disqualifies him from the top 10.

Saint Nino: Honestly idk anything about her but she was a Saint so I guess she was important. However the fact she does not appear in Miraculous Ladybug disqualifies her from the top 10.

Nino from Fire Emblem 7: She’s doing her best. However the fact she cannot read disqualifies her from the top 10.

1. El Niño

El Niño is a weather phenomena that occurs about every four years and is associated with a warm band of water in the Pacific Ocean which is accompanied by high air pressures in the western Pacific and low air pressure in the Easter Pacific.

It is also the first thing that comes up in Google when you look up Nino.

Honestly I debated putting it this high up on the list, but Nat Geo told me the El Niño in 2016 was associated with coral bleaching on the Great Barrier Reef, severe droughts in Africa, South America and parts of the Pacific and southeast Asia, and wildfires in Indonesia and Canada. I don’t live in any of those areas but El Niño scares me and for my own safety I decided to appease it by giving it the number 1 spot in this list.

So did any of our choices surprise you? Make sure to leave a like and comment below your favorite Nino!

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