#that gen z is mirroring gen x

[beelzeballing]

"gen z is so-" "millenials alwa-" "wow gen alpha will be-" doooon't care. im beating you over the head with a stick rn

[faithfromanewperspective]

also just astonished at how quickly we as a generation went from ‘we’re struggling we’re gonna actually talk about our mental health so it’s not a taboo topic’ to *jaded and cynical and too traumatised by a lack of support to be vulnerable anymore and unable to hold a conversation with someone else about their struggles*

we became just like our parents over the course of the last 15 years

[sebscore]

could we get more lando and gzd moments? like them playing more into their marriage rumor and reeking havoc during races like pushing into each other on the track or chasing each other around the paddock, they’d be such a chaos duo😭 i love grids delight💗

SNITCHES GET STITCHES

pairings: f1 grid x driver!reader 

warnings: a collection of gen-z driver moments during the 2023 austria grand prix :) 

author's note: i am so confused about this as well, but just enjoy our lovely gzd being chaotic and just as confused as us! thank you for loving the series, darling!! i appreciate it a lot!!!

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''Okay Y/N, so we have a 5 second penalty for the lap track limits. Keep it clean from now on.'' Marco's voice came through the radio, notifying the driver. 

She loudly sighed, momentarily lifting her hand from the steering wheel to show her frustration. ''What? Who snitched? Lando? Was it Lando? Oh, I bet it was Lando.'' Y/N rambled, glancing at the McLaren driver in her mirrors. 

''Just focus on driving. They're giving a lot of drivers penalties at the moment so don't worry about it too much.'' He brushed it off, not wanting her to get distracted by which driver reported on her breaking the rules. 

Y/N listened to his words and calmed down. ''Understood, Polo.'' She answered, trusting his judgement. 

''Y/N, Sainz told over the radio that you're intimidating him.'' Marco informed her as she pressured Carlos, fighting for the third spot on the podium. 

The driver frowned. ''Well… is the intimidation on the track with us right now?'' She chuckled. 

''Push harder, we have better pace than them.'' Her engineer had laughed himself when the message came in, finding humour in the Ferrari driver's comment to his own team. 

Y/N listened to Marco's instruction and intimidated the car in front of her even more, eventually passing him a few corners later. ''Marco, I passed him so he doesn't feel threatened anymore- aren't I such a good friend?'' She laughed, giving herself a pat on the wrist. 

The commentators and analysts tried hard not to cackle as her radio message was replayed on the broadcast, still wanting to remain their professional attitude. 

''Y/L overtakes Sainz from the inside with a nice message for the Spaniard attached to it- beautiful stuff we are seeing here at the Red Bull Ring.'' Crofty's voice sounded over the replay of said overtake. 

''Charlie, you're in my chair again.'' Y/N walked into the cooldown room, immediately noticing the Monégasque occupying her seat. The situation had also happened in Baku when the three of them made it onto the podium. 

The Ferrari driver glanced behind him, seeing her car number and team logo above his chair. ''Oh, sorry…'' 

He made an advance to switch seats, but she stopped him. ''It's okay- I'm P2 now.'' She teased, sitting down on his original chair. 

''It's been a while since we were on the podium together.'' Max stated, standing up from his seat and grabbing one of the towels that were laid there for them. 

Both Charles and Y/N nodded at him. ''Well, it's been a while since Charles was on the podium with us.'' The youngest corrected the Dutchman, chuckling at the Monégasque's unimpressed face. 

''I'm back.'' He simply smiled. 

While the second and third place drivers were joking around with each other, the RBR driver watched the replay of the race. ''A lot of penalties.'' He noted. 

''I got one.'' Y/N admitted, raising her eyebrow in light annoyance. 

The two men's heads shot up at that. ''Really? Track limits or what?'' Charles asked. 

The young woman nodded. ''Yeah, Mr. Norris ratted me out.'' There was a sarcastic tone to her voice, indicating she was joking and wasn't actually upset with her British friend. 

''Lando? That's funny.'' Charles had always been a fan of Y/N and Lando's friendship, their banter having made many great moments on the paddock and online. 

Max pointed at her. ''You should get revenge.'' He grinned, knowing she most likely already had something in mind. 

He realised he was right once he saw the mischievous smirk on her face. ''You know I will.'' She folded her hands together as if she was a villain in a superhero movie planning a grand scheme. 

''I'm scared for him.'' Charles said, relieved he wasn't a victim of her humorous retaliation. 

''You should be, Charlie.'' 

''YOU TOLD EVERYONE I PEED MYSELF SO HARD DURING THE RACE THAT THERE WAS A HOLE IN MY SUIT?!'' Lando stormed into her motorhome, his eyes widened in disbelief. 

Y/N had a devilish smirk on her face as the McLaren driver walked in, having expected him to waltz in. ''Snitches get stitches.'' 

''Oh, come on! You would have done the same thing!'' He defended his actions. 

''You,'' she pointed at him, ''think I,'' she pointed at herself, ''would have reported on you every time you went over the track limits? I would never, Lando.'' The way in which she was speaking sounded like that is exactly what she would do. 

''And by the way, no one would believe a thing like peeing so hard that there are holes in your clothes- people aren't that gullible.'' She said, brushing the entire thing off. 

Lando rolled his eyes. ''People are believing it! 'Lando peeing' is trending on Twitter already.'' 

Y/N snorted at his words, immediately covering her face as she loudly laughed in his face. ''L-Lan… pee- peeing…'' She couldn't get any words out, finding the situation too funny. 

''Stop laughing, it's not funny!'' Despite his words, Lando had started grinning himself- the sight of his best friend completely losing it being too much for her 'I have to remain serious'-facade. 

''I'm sorry, okay? I didn't think people would take it seriously.'' Y/N was still cackling while delivering her ''apology''. 

The Brit sighed. ''This is gonna haunt me for a while, isn't it?'' 

''I'm afraid so, Rumple.'' 

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[meatonfork]

may i request more wholesome task force 141 but like with a gen z reader that’s constantly cracking outta pocket jokes and super self deprecating humor ect. and if not then more grim au would really soothe the soul thank you!!

ps. i love your writing sm you’re doing an amazing job 🙏

Platonic 141 x Gender Neutral Gen Z Reader

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ask and you shall receive :)

pairings: platonic 141 x gn!reader

warnings: self deprecating jokes, suicide jokes, reader being out of pocket

summary: just hc's :) this can also be applied to grim, as they are also gen z and self deprecating. so anything you see here, they have probably done

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you know that meme of ghost staring at you through the rear view mirror? that's exactly how he would look at you when you say one of your suicide jokes.

one time you noticed that price cleaned up his beard and told him he looked slay before walking out of the room.

"gaz." "yes sir?" "what the fuck does 'slay' mean, and why am i slaying?"

whenever you think one of the guys says something cool, or you agree with them, you just say 'real' with a nod of your head.

they just go along with it

constantly calling soap 'bestie'.

"hey, bestie. come here, i have to show you this sick new knife i got." and he will come running over like a puppy being told there's treats.

one time, on a mission, you got punched pretty hard and said something about it hurting less than when your dad hit you.

"how you feelin', kid?" "ah, my dad hit me harder than that guy on the regular. i'll be fine." gaz did not find this funny.

one night, while sitting in the commons room, soap decided to ask you what the stupidest thing you believed as a child was.

"that i would grow up to be happy." "dude, what the fuck."

you had a uti once, and instead of taking care of yourself, you asked price to bring in the firing squad to put you down.

"i don't really think this warrants this reaction." "it absolutely does."

telling gaz you have a mask kink, as a joke.

it wasn't a joke. he didn't know that.

he told ghost.

when ghost faced revealed to the whole team, you let out the deepest sigh of relief

he asked what that was about and you told him you were glad he didn't look like buff colonel sanders because he scares you

letting everyone know that when soap drives you are NOT the passenger princess, but instead a survivor.

calling price "mommy"

he cried the first time you said it

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a/n: i hope you enjoyed this! again, this goes hand in hand with grim :)

[rozeliyawashereyall]

FINALLY POSTING THIS.

Some Zef and Sera +a secret third thing, again.

The fish boys belong to @obsidian-lantern !

@greaysharkboi requested, and I shall provide.

Do you dare to click?

Headcanons, again.

Also for you @jaetists

The listener will be referred to as 'clemmy'

I. Slaps a pride flag on both of them

The tap water turned the frogs gay and in turn the frogs turned the fish gay.

Them going to a pride parade would be very fun.

II. I think both of them would find surface flowers very interesting, especially since there's not a lot underwater. Zef once tried to keep a rose alive underwater and was very sad when it pretty much got ripped apart.

III. Sera secretly likes his hair being braided or played with, especially in human form—and vice versa! He likes showing affection through actions rather than words, and hair playing is one of it.

Speaking of hair, both of their hair are most likely very messy and tangled. Sera a little less than Zef.

IV. Zef and Clemmy occasionally ramble and rant about the differences between land and sea. Sera prefers to listen rather than join in.

V. They both have no idea what a TV is—Sera has a bit more of a clue but still very confused. He likes watching crime documentaries, Zef tried to watch it with him but got PTSD flashbacks/hj

Zef likes watching the romcoms instead

While they'd both be mildly terrified of analog horrors, they find a slight comfort in liminal space images.

VI. The three of them have gone ice skating, both fish guys almost broke their legs.

Kind of on the same topic, but Sera would be a good slow dancer, probably has danced with Zef before

VII. Clemmy brought Zef and Sera to a planetarium, and they were in awe. Zef refused to leave and Sera was too speechless to process that they even have to leave. Clemmy had to call Eric for help to drag them out.

Star/planet gazing has since become their favourite hang out date

VIII. Zef is the kind of guy who would try to impress his crush, fail miserably, and still get them

He fr got that loser rizz

IX. they did not know what glitter was before Eric accidentally glitter bombed them. All three of them learned the hard way that glitter does not come off easily, especially when it gets in your hair.

X. These two would definitely use Clemmy as a heater. Look, the ocean is freezing, and they're probably just as cold to the touch. A Clemmy with a lot of warmth will be the fish boys heater

XI. They both don't like merfolk themed movies, documentaries, etc. Yes this includes the little mermaid

XII. doubling on what Aspen said here. Both Zef and Sera glow as a form of blushing. Sera would probably play it off as intentional, Zef too embarrassed to come up with a proper excuse

XIII. they'd both be very, very confused by AI.

XIV. God those two would not last with gen z or gen alpha— they are also very confused by memes.

"look at all those chickens!..

"Clemmy, those are seagulls..."

XV. Chat...hear me out...Sera and Zef get drunk for the first time...

Zef would either be a sad or happy drunk, with Sera being a silent drunk. Clemmy would have to drag them out and most likely get crushed in the process.

XVI. Them going to a carnival would be hilarious, especially on the rollercoasters—Zef would try to act tough but in the end throws up. And oof, they would be mindfucked by the hall of mirrors.

XVII. Zef would definitely love indie video games. He has watched the entire 8 hour lore video and all of matpat's vids <- Sera thinks this matpat guy is going insane but let's Zef watch him anyway.

XVIII. Sera is the type of person to not want a cat at first, but does let's the cat does anything it wants after they get it.

XIX. Zef would definitely like scrapbooking.

Yay for help from @willowve01 @lightdragon789 @aspenm00n and @tiefling-chaos for the headcanons!

[ninisreading]

Can you do a spencer read x reader where they use shitty crack/gen z memes as a love language (for example those awful facebook meme edits) and they send them to spencer ALL. THE. TIME. And he is just so confused bc wha tthe hell is a "little scrunklo eebee deebee"? I imagine reader would send them to him when they become close friends ajd then when they get an established relationship they send him stupid ones like "this is us" and its two awfully photoshopped cats sitting together

i absolutely loved this request, still cant wrap my head around what this man could say but here you go! :) pairing! Spencer Reid x fem!reader

warnings! nothing really, fem!reader, mention of bars/clubs

“Hi pookie!” You greet Spencer as soon as you enter your apartment. After a long and definitely tiring day of work, you couldn’t wait to get back home to your boyfriend and some random take away you guys had the number on plastered on your fridge.

You had beyond any doubt tried to introduce Reid to new internet slang, times were changing and you wanted to be a part of it! Though this didn´t strike Spencer the same way, deeming it as “uncool” (that was the most you could get out of him), so you took it upon yourself to say the most random shit until he somehow, someway, picked it up and said it back.

So, that was the reason why he was looking at you with that weird face he makes when he doesn’t understand whatever you decided was the word of the day. Of course the “Internet revolution” had gotten it´s hands on him; he would never admit it, but he would start biting his nails and picking at his cuticles if he forgot to do the Wordle puzzle of the day when he woke up. And with that unusual demeanour he asked, “What did you call me?”

Yeah, he was a lost cause.

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“Another day, another slay!” You chanted as you made your way down the hall, fresh out the shower and already in a good mood, you got to head to the office with Spence later since neither of you had gotten called in for a case.

“Honey, I swear I love you, but your names of endearment are getting out of hand.” The doctor said. And that’s the story of how you ended up explaining what queen and being in your “slay era” meant. He was not getting out of that one easily.

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Friday night out, the BAU girls invited you to a female only bar, fighting with Penelope about it being a lesbian club however; you made your way inside. It pained you to leave your boyfriend behind at work, him claiming that he had some paperwork to finish, even if you knew that Reid was probably going to finish everybody´s paperwork.

At around eleven, you received a message from him. Hey, you did not send a picture of what you were going to wear. Take some and send me later. It read.

As a good girlfriend would do, you made your way across the bar to the bathroom and snapped a picture on the mirror, just to send it to him.  You laughed as you read his response.

Slay OOMF.

Well, you had a long way still.

[dramaticweathergirl]

This is a draft for the gen z! Yuu fic that I was thinking of writing back then. Here's the draft of it instead of letting it rot im my laptop lol. Enjoy...?

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Yuu swear that whatever the fuck is happening to them right now, is a punishment from god because...What the actual fuck?

"influencer pranks these days are getting out of hand" They mutter to themself, mentally done at whatever bullshit is happening right now.

Yuu's in a box. Not just any box though, it's a coffin, they're trapped in a god-damned coffin. Today was supposed to be a normal Tuesday, Yuu wakes up, eat breakfast and go to school. But instead, what happen was their sleep-deprived ass got snatched up in the middle of the streets by an emo carriage.

Yuu was kidnapped by an emo carriage and is now trapped in a coffin.

Gee, they wonder if that even is a considerable reason for them to miss the Calculus exam that was supposed to take place today. Ah, fuck it, Jason's grandma "died" literally like five times last school year and still graduated. Who's to say Yuu won't?

"Hello?? Uh, I know this shitty type of content is what getting y'all cash nowadays but what the fuck? please let me out, I promise I won't sue y'all or create a call-out post on Twitte-I mean X! X!"

"..."

"hello?"

"..."

"Fuck it, I'll just kick the door down"

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Dire Crowley, the esteemed headmaster of Night Raven College, is in a wild and confusing predicament right now. Somehow, a month before even the new school year officially began, A student somehow arrived in of the coffins.

In all of his years being the headmaster, such thing had never happened. Great sevens, this situation had never once even crossed his mind as a potential problem! Did the Ebony carriage have a problem? Perhaps even the mirror itself? But both of that would be impossible!

"goodness gracious, where is that child" he muttered to himself, a hint of worry lacing his voice.

Dire Crowley was just finishing his stack of paperwork when a distressed and confused ghost school keeper barged into his office informing him that one of the coffins received a student. The headmaster rushed to the scene right away only to find a busted coffin and a missing "student".

This all leads to him, along with squad of ghosts, scurrying along the school grounds to find the wayward child.

"Headmaster! I found them!" Bobby, one of the ghost staff that manages the cafeteria, shouted with glee and relief "they're at the top floor of west wing's tower!"

He hurriedly rushed (again) to the scene and found the teen in a complete daze, their eyes focused on the ocean's horizon. Crowley cleared his throat and the supposed student immediately snapped their attention on him.

"The island view is breathtaking, correct?" Crowley began, trying to ease them "it's one of the boasting qualities of N-"

"..island...stein.." they mumbled something but Crowley only manages to make out a few words.

"par–"

"DON'T FUCKING TELL ME I'M TRAFFICKED TO AN EIPSTEIN ISLAND-TYPE OF SHIT"

[cooki3face]

Gen x and millennials, gen z isn’t making fun of you or bullying you the way you think they are because gen z doesn’t actually care about what outward self expression means or looks like to you. Gen z is criticizing you for your lack of accountability and continuous bad behavioral patterns and choices. Gen z knows what it looks like to heal and see healing happened the same way we know what it looks to see bad choices and bad behaviors continue to ruin everything for everyone including the person exuding them.

Gen x your children dislike you and don’t want to speak to you because you choose not to see the fault in your actions, you choose not to take accountability for your short comings, you completely invalidate your children and carry with you an inflated sense of self importance and entitlement, you lack self awareness, you don’t know how to apologize, you can’t fathom the concept of making room for people where people rightfully deserve to stand. You whole heartedly believe the entire world revolves around you and if you don’t feel you’re being compensated for your hardship that everyone else deserves to receive your internalized resentment and nobody else is allowed to have issues or have opinions, lifestyles, belief systems, or morals that conflict your own. You’ve ruined your children. You’ve caused generations of continued abuse, conflict and unconventional dynamics and behavior. You’re constantly criticizing your children and antagonizing them instead of supporting them and honoring them. You victimize yourself constantly. You continuously complain about the things you had to experience growing up and the social climate you grew up in whilst you sit around and project all your trauma and anxiety and anger onto your children.

Millennials, your children can’t read and those who fall into gen z (including some of your younger siblings) are quite literally watching you become a mirrored image of your parents, are watching you complain about what it was like to grow up and not get your needs met and make the same choices that your parents made and/or have children of your own and fuck them up just like your parents fucked you up because for some reason you continue to carry with you your trauma and the consequences of what happens to someone with unmet needs on such a large scale. You won’t heal and when you’re asked to heal you become upset, defensive. You carry with you the same notion your parents squashed you with that says that because you’re younger or because you haven’t experienced life the way they have that you’re unable to make decisions, that your opinion, and your needs don’t matter and you project it onto Gen z and Gen alpha. You can’t fathom that your children deserve your time and that you can’t get rid of them or make them less of an “inconvenience” to you by giving them tablets and cell phones. You can’t fathom that you’re not a genuine parent but that you’re just merely someone’s biological mother or father. Your children have behavioral issues, they bite peoples ankles, they can’t read, and they have extremely delayed social skills because you don’t spend enough time with them, you don’t parent them or nurture them bc you just yell at them for being children or needing a parent like your parents yelled at you. When you’re told your children need help and need you to be a parent you become angry, you ignore criticisms or you go on tangents about how parenting is hard and how nobody understands or cares about you and your needs or what hurts your feelings as a fully fledged and functioning adult who is responsible for yourself. You have substance abuse issues and some of you are alcoholics. Vast majority of you are walking around with undiagnosed mental illnesses and/or anxiety disorders just like your parents and making everyone around you have a hard time.

[dre6ming]

The delicate beginning rush

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Pairing: Austin Butler x singer/actress fem reader

!!Everything Fake!!

𓆤𓆤𓆤𓆤𓆤𓆤𓆤𓆤𓆤𓆤

y/n4real.2002

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y/n4real.2002 that's a wrap #theinbetween

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kyleallan: had a great time working with you

⤷y/n4real.2002: kyleallan pleasure was all mine

⤷fan3: they look so cute together, I can't wait to see the movie

fan1: this movie is gonna be heartbreaking, I can feel it

ab3.fan: Austin didn't like this post 👀

⤷austi.n.fan: omg yess, what's up with that

⤷fan49: um he's not her boyfriend so I don't see why him not liking her post means something

⤷austin.B_fan: it means something because he ALWAYS likes her posts, except for the ones where she's with other guys

fan00: agh I just read on redit about the movie, guys this one will make us cry

⤷fan12: haha how is it that she always plays sad roles

⤷ fan054: she's just too good at making us cry so of course she gets sad roles all the time

⤷fan2: she always eats and leaves no crumbs

⤷fan1: period

y/n4real.2002

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y/n4real.2002: growing up immersed into the magic of Elvis Presley, I used to play pretend in my room, acting like I was performing on stage with him. Unfortunately I was born too late for that to ever happen, but I had the honor to sing one of his most memorable songs at the premiere of the movie portraying his life. Thank you bazluhrmann and priscillapresley for all the love and support. And congratulations to the cast for making an incredible movie.

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bazluhrmann: the honor was mine to work with such an incredibly talented artist, thank you

⤷y/n4real.2002: bazluhrmann I'll forever carry in my heart your kind words

priscillapresley: my darling girl, I was brought to tears by your beautiful voice, I was proud to witness you sing

⤷y/n4real.2002: priscillapresley words can't describe the gratitude and respect I have for you

austinbutler: beautiful 💜🧶

⤷y/n4real.2002: austinbutler 💜🧶

⤷fan44: one day we will break the code and understand what you two were up to🤔

tchalamet: that's my sister everyone, she's show stopping🥹

⤷y/n4real.2002: tchalamet crying 😭

⤷fan293: he's such a supporter

taylorswift: What? When? Omg? Kid, you did it!! From sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes.🌟🌟

⤷y/n4real.2002: taylorswift I gave my blood, sweat and tears for this.

⤷taylorfan: guys what is this?? 👀

⤷fan13: I choose to clown and say, lyrics 😤

bazluhrmann

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bazluhrmann it's an exceptional thing to meet young devoted, talented, heartfelt, kind and passionate people. y/n4real.2002 was able to convince me she's all of the above in just a short talk, then I had her come in the studio and her raw emotion when performing brought everyone to tears, something that happened once again last night. Thank you young lady you're incredible.

Btw she insisted we take a mirror selfie, not sure what that’s about, but I’m in.

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y/n4real.2002 haha brb gonna go cry, those must be some of the kindest words I've ever heard😭🥹

⤷austinbutler: y/n4real.2002 if that's the case you've been hanging out with the wrong people, because Baz said it as he saw it

⤷y/n4real.2002: austinbutler nah you guys are just overly kind

priscillapresley: a beautiful young soul I'm so proud to have met you

⤷y/n4real.2002: priscillapresley I have all the respect and admiration for you

fan293: this has to be the most iconic moment of 2022 so far

fan45: haha not Baz saying she made him take a mirror selfie

⤷fan23: that’s so gen Z of her

elvis.fan2: Elvis would be proud

austin.2.fan: Austin's comment 🥹 my man is in loooveee

⤷kaiafans: he has a girlfriend 😡😤

⤷kaia.no.1.fan: I don't think he cares

⤷fan234: let's not turn this into something else, this is an appreciation post for y/n

y/n4real.2002

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y/n4real.2002 loved designing this dress with teutamatoshi inspired but the lucky suit worn by Elvis in 1972

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teutamatoshi: 🌟🌟

⤷y/n4real.2002: teutamatoshi 🥹💜

fan192: looking gorgeous

austin.fan: this right here is why I'm obsessed with this girl

ep.fan: an icon for doing this

elvismovie: looking devine

⤷fan23: the people running the instagram page for the movie showing the right amount of respect is the kind of energy we want

bazluhrmann: that's genius

⤷y/n4real.2002: bazluhrmann thanks I'm trying my hardest 🫣😉

austinbutler: gorgeous

⤷y/n4real.2002: austinbutler guess I'll just stumble on home to my cats

⤷fan102: not her referencing a Taylor song 😭😭

⤷fan2: austinbutler unless you wanna come along (is what she wants to say🤫)

⤷fan34: fan2 I'm wheezing 🤣😭🤣😭

that.gossip.blog

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that.gossip.blog: y/n4real.2002 made a surprise appearance at the Elvis premiere at Cannes Film Festival, where she performed "Can't help falling in love", her amazing performance brought many to tears, Austin Butler, Baz Luhrmann and Priscilla Presley included. You can now listen to her cover on the soundtrack of the movie and read more about the night at the link in bio. #elvismovie

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fan23: they look so cute together

aus.tin.fan: they are so adorable

fan394: her performance was amazing absolutely

elvis.fan: girl really said Imma bring this one back around, I just know her cover is about to be viral

austin.fan: his hand on he waist

⤷fan34: nah cause I'm crying they are meant to be

⤷a.b.fan: at this point I'm rooting for them to be a couple

⤷fans3: here here

gossip.follower: I saw on twitter someone say they stayed at the same hotel

⤷austin-fan: this is the kind of news we need

⤷aus.butler.fan: go Austin go !!

⤷kaia.fan: so y'all just forgot about Kaia?

fan1: my girl is glowing 🥹

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𝙰 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 / 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝙸'𝚖 𝚒𝚗 Hello all I'm The Avatar, or just Val, I'm a rolepayer (obvi lmao) I'm a huge lover of historical roleplays and fandom roleplays! I'm a semi literate to advanced literate roleplay, I use third person in my roleplays and I usually roleplay over on discord but I'd love trying to roleplay here on tumblr, I'm new to the platform so I hope my formatting is alright at the least, I usually try to mirror my partners to the best of my ability, I want to try and do open roleplays here whilst also posting roleplay ads so I can also make some friends on discord! I'm huge into fandoms, and obviously historical stuff, I'd like to say i don't have many rules but I do have a few rules for roleplay - - Third person only in roleplay please. - I'll only accept people who are eighteen and up since I don't roleplay with minors. - No Gary Stues or Mary Sues. - Please talk to me ooc I'd love to be friends and talk more about our roleplay (if on discord mainly) - Within historical roleplays it isn't always needed to one hundred percent accurately portray horrible actions that may have happened in history, as much as I want historical accuracy I don't want to go too far. - Be patient please, sometimes it takes me a while to respond other times I have all the time in the world, I appreciate people being patient with me. - To start a roleplay you can always reply to my open roleplays, or send me a message! - I do not like script or one to two sentence roleplays, please don't try and do one liners with me. - I love drama in my roleplays so the more drama the merrier, just please plan out some drama with me if we are roleplaying on discord, I love to know what drama my partners can come up with! - Please be okay with LGBTQ+ relationships, as I do M x M and F x F. Thanks for reading my rules, my fandoms are listed below - Fandom List ; Game of Thrones, House of the dragon, Across the spiderverse and into the spiderverse, Texas chainsaw massacre, Halloween, My bloody valentine, Fallout four, MW2 and 3, My little pony gen four and five, MLP Equestria girls, Starwars, AC Valhalla, AC Odyssey, The Simpsons, Jurassic Park, Avatar (the blue people) , Peaky Blinders, Vikings, Narnia, Marvel, TWD (show and game), Hetalia, Hamilton, Ghosts BBC, Yonderland, HTTYD, Our flag means death, Clone high, Z nation, South park, Red dead redemption 2, Elvis presley (not really a fandom but a person lmao-) , Hunchback of Notre Dame (disney version) , The lion king (human AU), Moana, pretty much Disney lmao, Avatar the last airbender (new fandoms in purple :P) Kingdom of Heaven and Planet of the apes

[theoryandahalf]

Hihi I was the anon who sent the ask about Mat playing kindergarten 3 and now I think about it I defo think he’ll come back since he already said Steph would come back for it

BUT WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR THEORY GTLIVE WILL END IN OCTOBER????? WHAT I TJOUGHT HE WAS JUST LEAVING GTLIVE THEN. THEORYANDAHALF WHAT DO U KNOW😨😨

Oh I'm sorry, Anon! I promise I know NOTHING! I don't interact with Team Theorist or anyone really (except I tweeted at Nicole once. Nicole is sooo coool). So this is just my speculation/fear.

In my more pessimistic moments, I think that it would be easier if they did just end GTLive as it is, since it is so dependent on MatPat. I believe in Ash, I really want to see them do well, but taking over the Let's Play/Livestream aspect of the business is probably a lot harder than taking over the theory channels. Like, is Lunar X up for more potential loss this year? IDK, they seem cool, but I also have that nihilistic Gen Z/Millennial hatred of start-ups and corporations.

Personally, I think GTLive deserves a rebrand and a fresh purpose, so when I say "end", I think I want them to stop doing the format they have right now and try something new. I got three words for you:

WITTY

BANTER

PODCAST

A podcast would less dependent on people being in North Carolina and supports a rotating list of hosts without constantly flying them back and forth across the country/ocean. It also plays into Ash's strength, which is being a radio DJ. THEY COULD BRING MIRROR MATT BACK.

Alternatively, they could do livestreams in dual studios in LA and Raleigh. (Or the UK)

A less host-centric rebrand would also mean MatPat can drop in and participate without Twitter whining about how he's not really retired. GTLive used to be an archive of livestream vods after all...it could potentially go back to its roots.

But who knows at this point. It's all just a theory, blah blah blah. Thanks for reading.

[boinin]

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[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, January 13th

Joyce's hospital room. Joyce has a hand mirror and is looking at her reflection. There's a large bandage on her head. JOYCE: I don't know, Buffy. I think I'll look like I have a cat on my head. We see Buffy holding a wig. BUFFY: But a very well-groomed cat. JOYCE: I think maybe I'll ... stick with a scarf. BUFFY: Come on, wigs are fun. We can get you a whole bunch of different ones. You know, you can be, like, Sixties Mom, Action Mom... (wiggles her hips, suggestively) French Maid Mom... JOYCE: (smiles) I must be getting better, 'cause you're making fun of me.

~~Into the Woods~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Weekly Drabbles #69 — Vengeance Ain’t Justice by veronyxk84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

What if Glory had won? by FPBarbieri (Buffy & Glory, G)

scorch marks by CallMeVampy (Giles/Jenny, E)

A Hell of his Own by Pinkperson (Buffy/Angel, T)

You, Me by zombiesam (Buffy/Giles, T)

Take Me Home Tonight by all choseny (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

[Chaptered Fiction]

The Poet At The Door (or: Not Writ In The Stars), Chapter 10 by Eyeballs_to_Entrails (Spike/Drusilla, M)

Flavor of the Week, Chapter 8 by Alittleauthor (Giles/Inara, multiple crossovers, G)

Closer Enemies, Chapter 8 (complete!) by fatalfae (Buffy/Angel, E)

Buffy the Tenno, Chapter 35 by DarkPhoenixLady (Buffy/OC, T)

Under the Water, Chapter 26 by dwinchester (Gage, M)

Ecstasy: A Sexy Buffy the Vampire Slayer Fan-fic Fantasy, Chapter 3 by TheUnbrokenSpell (Spike/Drusilla, Spike/Willow, M)

If I Died In Your Arms (Third Chances), Chapter 2 by Ruby_Red_Stained_Glass (Angel/Darla, not rated)

Sisters, the adventures of Sam and Buffy Carter - Year 1, Chapter 6 by FPBarbieri (Buffy, Stargate and Marvel crossover, G)

what I should have done, part two by Agent Lokitty on Tumblr (Giles/reader, not rated)

the family you need, part 11 by Agent Lokitty (Goles/reader, not rated)

the family you need, part 12 by Agent Lokitty (Giles/reader, not rated)

the family you need, part 13 by Agent Lokitty (Giles/reader, not rated)

A Waxy Gent Chuckled Over My Fab Jazzy Quips, Chapter 13 by violettathepiratequeen (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Three Little Words, Chapter 7 by Maxineeden (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Afterburn, Chapter 4 by Melme1325 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Something Lost Something Found, Chapter 5 by Safire (Buffy/Spike, R)

The Prodigal Boyfriend, Chapter 6 by myrabeth (Buffy/Spike, 18+)

An odd Couple of grumpy old Brits, Chapter 10 by Julikobold (Buffy/Spike, G)

Love Lives Here, Chapter 8 by Passion4Spike (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

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Mothman's Buffy Rewatch: Season 2, Episodes 12 and 13 "Bad Eggs" and "Surprise" by mothmans-wedding-photographer

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Podcast: Villains S6 E20 (Buffy and the Art of Story Podcast) by Lisa M. Lilly

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fuffy really has everything by antlerslayer

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[hoefortonks]

Little Jackal & Mr. Knight

Chapter 2: A package

Title: A package

Pairing(s): Steven Grant x teen/young adult!avatar OC, Marc Spector x teen/young adult!avatar OC, Jake Lockley x teen/young adult!avatar OC (all platonic)

Summary: after moving to London trying to start over, Mae finds herself meeting someone, or rather people, who help her cope with her past.

Warnings: language, canon typical violence, mentions of death/descriptions of dead bodies, mentions of blood, OC has gen Z humor (I feel like this should be a warning considering the stuff we joke abt), probably grammatical errors, written by a dyslexic, proofreadish

Word count:4k+

(Master list) (part 1)

The man woke with a start, instantly regretting his choice, as the aches and pains of his body quickly caught up to him. With a groan, he rose to his feet, walking towards the mirror of the bathroom.

“Steven, you wanna tell me why we just woke up on the floor of the shower?”

I dunno, mate, I was about to ask you the same. The man’s reflection snapped back in defense.

“Then how the fuck did we end up here? Huh? Cause it was your day yesterday, even though we agreed I had control on your days off from work.” Marc hissed, pointing an accusatory finger at the man standing where his own reflection should be.

I truly don’t know, Marc. Are you sure you weren’t just having too much fun with some of your lifestyle choices? Steven sassed back. We also wouldn’t be having these bloody headaches if I had the body more often. He added in a low mumble.

“You have the body 5 out of 7 days! 5! I can’t even do what I fully want to. And you took my day yesterday! You said all you were gonna do was get your groceries and stuff for the fishes, and you didn’t even do that! Instead, you chose to do gods know what, then helped out that 12-year-old, and ended up staying in her apartment for the rest of the night!”

First off, Mae is 18, and second I didn’t get to do any of my errands because you decided to take control in the middle of the day!

“I didn’t take control, Steven! What are you not understanding about that?” Marc was continuously running his hands through his hair, further tussling his already messy curls. Pacing the length of the small bathroom of the men’s apartment.

Marc, I don’t think you’re understanding. If I didn’t have control, and you didn’t have control. Then what the bloody hell did we do for 6-hours yesterday?

Marc stopped all movement, hand halfway through his curls for the 50th time since waking up, staring at Steven in the mirror. Steven looked at him expectantly, a look of concern present on his features.

“You don’t think-“

It’s possible.

“But how would we not know?”

Think back to Cairo, the same thing was happening there, only there aren’t bodies laid around us this time.

“But we would know about another alter. I would know about another alter.” Marc was growing frustrated.

Maybe not. Think about it, Layla said it was like we were a different person when it happened. It’s the only explanation, Marc.

“No, no it’s not pos-“ Marc was interrupted by the sound of his tv turning on.

The men both looked at each other, and Marc grabbed the closest item to him, that being his toilet paper holder, as a weapon. Carelessly tossing the paper roll off its resting place, Marc crept out of his bathroom, ready to attack. Fixing his tight grip on the piece of metal, he brought it up close to his head, ready to swing as he dashed to where his tv was.

No one was there.

Not letting his guard down, Marc quickly searched every inch of his apartment. Looking in every possible hiding spot, kicking, punching, and swinging the toilet paper holder at objects that looked as if someone was using them as a poorly-thought-out hiding spot.

The tv, once again, caught his attention. Walking back to his living area, he grabbed the remote from the coffee table, raising the volume. “This just in, the bodies of 37-year-old Marsha Keeten, and 20-year-old Daniel Bennings, we're found just 4 blocks from the London Eye. Marsha was found with a total of 26 stab wounds, while Daniel, well I'm not able to say his condition on live television. Witnesses say there was a masked figure in all-black with a white cape leaving the scene. The question is, was this the so-called Phantom of London? Or was it a new masked person, with a much more sinister intent?”

“Fucking hell,” Marc breathlessly said, staring dumbfounded at the screen.

Do you think it's another Avatar? Think Khonsu found another one already?

“It's possible.”

“Okay, I get it, we both have black suits, but that person was obviously much taller than me,” Mae grumbled staring dumbfounded at her television.

Remember, little Jackal, they only had a picture of you, and it was not the best quality at that.

“Whose avatar are they?”

Khonsu’s.

“Were you able to see his symbol on their suit?”

No, Mae looked at the god, brows furrowed in confusion. I saw him.

“You saw Khonsu?” She only received a nod, “how come I didn’t?”

Avatars can only see those whom they serve. You can see me, and Khonsu’s avatar can see him, but that is it. It takes a great deal of power and energy for us to have a physical form, let alone just show ourselves to those who don’t serve us.

The girl hummed in understanding before asking, “why do you think they were after them? I mean Marsha- Marsha was her name right?” Anubis only nodded as he sat crisscrossed on Mae’s kitchen island, which lead the girl to stifle a laugh at the look of the massive god sitting on the tiny piece of the added counter. “She had Ammit’s symbol as a tattoo. Now I’m not saying she deserved to die, but I can see why she was targeted by Khonsu’s avatar. But Daniel? And his murder was brutal.” She said with a grim expression on her face, stomach starting to churn as scenes from last night started to replay in her head.

Miss Keeten was one of Ammit’s followers. She was trying to finish what Arthur Harrow started, judging people, though she does not harness the power of Ammit. Daniel was just the first person she chose.

“You’re telling me she did that to him?”

Yes, and luckily the Moon Knight was there before anything else could happen. Anubis picked up on how anxious Mae was getting, choosing to pick a new topic of discussion. Have you checked for any packages recently?

“Hm?” The girl lightly hummed coming out of a daze. “What?”

I asked if you have received any packages as of late. The god’s voice was calm and as gentle as he could make it, which wasn’t very gentle, but he tried.

“Oh, no, but I don’t think they deliver anything on Sundays.”

I believe they still do packages. Why don't we go and check?

Mae didn’t question him, knowing he was trying to distract her from her thoughts. She got her phone and key and left the apartment, making sure the door was locked, twice.

Taking the stairs was faster than taking the elevator, it helped clear her head going down each step, and she wouldn’t have to worry about a cable snapping, making her fall to her death in a metal box. As she opened the door to the stairwell a thud was heard followed by a groan. She quickly looked behind the block of metal. “Shit, I’m so sorry.” She apologizes as she sees someone bent down picking up their laundry that had fallen to the floor. She didn’t know whether to help them or not seeing as it was their clothing and she didn’t want to anger them even more.

The man quickly picked up everything, never facing Mae, grumbling to himself about people needing to watch where they're going, before heading to the complex’s laundry room.

Do not think too much about them, Mae, let us go see if you have a package.

The girl nodded and proceeded to the front desk. “Good morning Glen.” she greeted the tall man with the brightest smile she could muster at that hour of the morning.

“Ah! Good morning miss Kyng!” He took in the girl's appearance, “didn't go to church this morning?”

“Nah I was too tired today.” the man nodded in understanding with his usual kind smile. “Did any packages come for me this past week? I forgot to check.”

“Yes, actually one just came. Hold on a moment.” Glen bent down looking at each of the three shelves behind his desk. “Ah! Here it is.” he poked his head up, before standing to his full height, holding a box that was about the size of Mae’s torso alone. “This one's a bit bigger, do you think you could carry it by yourself?”

“Uh, yeah, I think I can manage.” She said as she slid the box off the front desk, doing her best to hide the fact that it was too heavy for her. She made her way to the elevator, and as if on cue someone rounded the corner, coming from the laundry area. Focusing on not dropping the package in her hands, Mae almost bumped into the person. She looked up when she felt the person brush her arm, alerting her to their presence. “I'm sorry.” she apologized even though she hadn't done anything. Looking up, her lips curled into a smile at the sight of a familiar face. “Oh, hey Steven.”

He didn't say anything or even acknowledge she was there, which confused the girl. Is it not him? She wondered. The elevator doors opened with a ding before she could get lost in her thoughts. He stepped in first. Mae saw in the mirror that is in the elevator that it was, in fact, Steven further confusing her. He glanced to the left looking at the other mirror in the box. Mae cautiously stepped into the elevator, thinking she somehow upset her friend.

As the doors closed the two stood awkwardly. Steven hit the button for both the 5th and 4th floor, indicating he did see her but was just ignoring her. The elevator started to move, and Mae’s mind got the best of her. “Are you mad at me?” She blurted out, looking up at Steven. He looked to his right at the mirror next to him. After a few seconds of silence, his shoulders slumped a bit, and he looked less tense. “Steven?”

He turned to the teenager, “oh! Hello Mae.” He said with a soft smile.

“Hi?”

“How are you doing today?”

“Good?” Mae was confused. Did he really not see her there? “Is everything okay?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?”

“It’s just-“ she bit the inside of her cheek. Should she ask him? If he was mad at her she didn’t want to make it worse by pushing. “Never mind.” She mumbled.

Steven felt bad, he told Marc to take the stairs. When he asked him to have control, knowing Mae would want to talk, the man just grumbled. Marc felt bad too, he saw how Mae’s face lit up when she saw them. But he knew he couldn’t acknowledge her, knowing she would pick up that he wasn't Steven, even if he faked an accent. Both the men picked up very quickly that Mae was the observant type, she could pick up on the little things that not many people would notice. They both knew that she would be able to tell if she wasn’t talking to Steven.

Steven had tried many times to convince Marc to let Mae meet him, saying she was going to meet him at some point whether it was an accident or not. But Marc didn't know Mae, he wasn’t friends with her. How was he supposed to trust someone with a secret like this if he didn’t know them, let alone them know of his existence? Even if he is the owner of the body.

Not being able to stand the awkwardness of the ride, Marc gave into Steven’s begging to front. “What’d you got there?” Steven tried to break the silence.

“A box.” Mae quietly replied.

Steven chuckled, “well I can see that.” He looked at the rather large cardboard object. “Is that a postcard on top?”

“Yea,” she was a bit louder than before.

Mae, he’s not mad at you.

“Would you like help to carry it? It looks a bit heavy.”

Mae opened her mouth, do not even think about rejecting his offer young lady. Anubis sternly said.

Mae mentally scowled at the god. “I wouldn’t want to bug you.”

“Nonsense, Mae, you could never bug me.” Steven gave the girl a comforting look.

A small smile crept its way back onto her face and she handed him the box. The girl was shocked watching as Steven carried it as if it weighed little to nothing, casually walking to her door.

Entering the apartment Mae disappeared into her room area as Steven put the box on the kitchen island. She returned with a box knife in hand and hopped on the counter, sitting crisscrossed next to the box.

It took everything in Steven to not chastise the girl for sitting on the counter seeing as this was her home.

Mae took the postcard off the box before cutting it open. “You can look in the box while I read the card if you want.” She offered the man, which he excepted.

“Dear Mae,

I’m sorry this one is coming to you late, I had a little trouble on the 19th of the month, postponing my travels. Don’t worry everything is alright now. I have made it safely to Brazil, and have even met some friends on the way. It’s beautiful here, honestly, words can’t describe its beauty. Maybe we can come here together one day, they have Carnival in February so we will need to go then. I have a feeling you would quite like the celebration. As you will see I put some snacks that I found here that I think you will like. As always there are trinkets I found that made me think of you. I miss you cariño, and I hope England is treating you well. I don’t know when, but I will eventually make my way to Europe, and we can get hot cocoa (if the weather calls for it). I hope to hear from you soon, I will be in Morocco by the middle of September and will (try to) text the address of where I will be staying.

With much love,-“

“What’s Bala Juquinha?”

“Don’t know,” Mae said with a shrug, going to pin this postcard with the rest on her wall.

“It looks like candy. There’s also coffee in here.”

“Brazilian coffee?!” The girl ran back to her kitchen, sliding on the hardwood in her socks, giving the god she works for a heart attack as she almost rams right into the counter. “Yes!” She exclaimed, raising the bag of coffee beans triumphantly in the air. She kissed the bag, “thank you,” she sang to the non-present sender. Steven looked at the girl amused. “He couldn’t get coffee in the last country he was in. And I’ve been dying to try Brazilian coffee.”

“And who is he? If it’s alright to ask.”

Mae thought for a second, “a friend.”

“I see, a friend,” Steven repeated with a smirk.

“Not like that Steven.” She sternly said, wagging a finger at the man.

Mae proceeded to pull everything out of the box. She had a total of five different candies, two of each kind, ten all together. A couple of shirts. A rock that kind of looked like the actor Pedro Pascal. Some pressed flowers. And three pieces of jewelry, bracelets to be exact, but what stood out to Mae out of everything was a necklace. It was made of titanium and had a pendant in the shape of a crescent moon. The box it came in was black with a navy blue velvet inside where the necklace laid. A note was placed under the dainty chain, “so you will know I’m always with you. :)” It brought a smile to the girl's face once again, and Steven helped her put it on.

For the past two weeks, everyone in London had been on edge. Especially after another three bodies had been found, two of which were trying to do Harrow's unfinished work. The third was that of another young adult male, the same age as the last victim.

Marc and Steven had grown worried. Was it their possible new alter doing this? Steven was more worried about the fact that the two victims of each attack from Ammits followers were people around Mae’s age. Worried she could be next.

Marc tries to calm his alter, telling him, “she wouldn't be in harm's way, she doesn't leave her house.”

Yes, she does Marc.

“Okay for work and grocery shopping, but we started going with her to the store. She’s fine.”

But we aren't there when she’s going to and from work. Please, just call her.

“I'm not Cal-”

Steven’s phone began to ring. Marc took it out of his pocket and stared at the device in disbelief. Who is it? Steven asked, hopping to every reflective surface in sight, trying to see the screen.

“No one,” Marc grumbled after letting it stop ringing, tucking the phone back in his pocket only to have it start ringing again.

Marc, who was it?

“It was no one, Steven.”

Was it Mae?

“No.”

It was! Marc what if it was an emergency?

“I'm sure it's not an emergency, she's fine.”

Steven’s phone now buzzed from Marc’s back pocket. The men looked at each other. “No.”

C’mon, Marc!

“No.”

Just at least look at the message.

“No, Steven, you have a problem.” The man closed the three-way mirror, though, Steven found another reflective surface.

She needs someone. Marc, I know you've noticed. Marc simply pretend as if Steven was not there. You see how she acts, how she responds to certain things. How she-

“She’s not a charity case, Steven, so don't treat her like one.” The man snapped, finally looking at his alter.

I never said she was-

“She was wondering if you could meet her at the bus stop in 20 minutes,” Marc mumbled, after pulling out Steven's phone again.

Which one?

“Closest to the complex.” Steven gives Marc a pleading look. Marc ran a hand over his face letting out a sigh. “fine you can go check on her," Steven perked up, "but don't make this an all-day thing. This’s still my day to front!” He declared, pointing a finger at the fish tank.

After texting Mae back, the men head toward their destination. Marc walked slowly so they wouldn't have to be standing in the rain for long. Why of all places did we have to pick London? He thought to himself. Marc let Steven take control as they watched the bus come to a full stop.

Slowly but surely the passengers piled out. Marc found it humorous to see all of their reactions to the torrential downpour. Their looks of horror as their clothes and hair absorb the water. Steven scolded him until a familiar mop of shoulder-length brunette curls came into view.

The girl smiled, letting out a sigh of relief. “I’m so sorry for asking you to meet me, you were probably busy.”

“Oh no, I just didn’t hear my phone ring ‘s all.” As the two made the trek back to their complex in the rain, Steven noticed Mae was tense, paranoid even, looking behind them every so often. “Are you alright, love?”

“Yea, I just-“ she looked behind them once more, “I’ll tell you when we get back to the apartments.” Steven nodded, placing a gentle hand on her upper back, calming her growing anxiety.

As the pair walk to the stairwell starting to make their way to the top two floors, Steven asked the question, “so what happened?”

“I’m not 100% sure, but I think I was being followed. I noticed someone when I went to the cafe four blocks from here that serves those really good bagels, now they’re not as good as New York bagels but close to it.”

“I’ve never had a New York bagel.”

“You’ve never had a New York bagel?!” Steven just shrugged, looking down at his neighbor. “Dude they’re so good. They’re big, not too big though, fluffy, yet they have a slight crunch. And the taste. Oh my God don't even get me started on the taste!”

Keep her on track. Marc lightly warned.

“Ya know what? We need to take a trip to New York to get you a bagel. Wait, you’re a vegan! I’m sure we can find you a vegan bagel-“

“As much as I would love to travel to New York, let’s get back to what we were talking about.”

“What were we talking about?”

Oh my god.

“Why you asked me to meet you.”

Mae’s eyes widened as if a lightbulb had gone off in her head. “Oh! I think I was being followed.” The man gave her a look indicating for her to keep going. “I first noticed her at the cafe, I obviously didn’t think much of it. But she came up to the table I was at and started talking to me. I gave her short brief answers, trying to get it across to her in the nicest way to leave me the fuck alone.”

gasp! Steven you're going to let her say a bad word?!

“But she didn’t?”

The girl stopped her climb, looking at her neighbor, puzzled. “That’s the thing. She did leave me alone, or at least I thought she did. After the cafe, I stopped at a bookstore and noticed her. I thought it might have been just a coincidence, then I went to the bank and saw her again. Then I stopped by the park cuase it was a nice day. Until it started raining, but I saw her again. Then I stopped at work cause I had left something there yesterday, and she was there too. She approached me again, only she didn’t talk, just lifted her sleeve revealing a tattoo on her upper forearm. After that, I got on the bus and left her at the museum. But there was a man on the bus, and he was staring at me. I moved seats to see if he would stop, but he moved too."

Steven's concerns grew as she went on about the guy continuing to move seats as she did. Then she mentioned him revealing a tattoo in the same place as the woman's before she called him. "What did it look like?"

"The tattoo?" the man only nodded, "Um- it was a scale of some sort, but the arm thingies that hold the weighing plates were I think crocodile heads."

shit, you were right.

"I could just be paranoid. It could've just been some crazy weird coincidence."

"I wouldn't say you were paranoid, Mae. And you did the right thing by calling someone. We don't know what or if they had something planned." Steven said as he looked down at her, gently holding her shoulders, grateful she was alright.

Mae stared off into space as Steven's words settled in. "I could've been kidnapped or-" she stated slowly, not daring to complete her thought out loud.

Mae, without realizing it, tightly wrapped her arms around Steven's waist. The man, after the initial shock, reciprocated the action, running his fingers through her hair in a soothing motion. "I won't let anything bad happen to you, Meghan. I promise."

For the first time in over four years, Mae felt safe.

Mae sat on top of a roof, legs dangling off the side, kicking them in the air as she scoped the area. Her fingers tapped a rhythm into the bricks, the hair that was sticking out of her braids flying in the wind after she decided to lower her hood.

"How much longer till we can go back? It's kinda cold out here."

Not long. The god had a better view of the city below due to his height, but that's not what helped him spot someone. There. He crouched to be level with his avatar, pointing a bony finger next to her head, helping her see what he was looking at.

"What exactly are we looking at, Anubis?"

Khonsu, which means...

"Moon Knight!" The teenager exclaimed, following the faraway figure with her finger.

Precisely. Come, little Jackal we must go now.

The two jumped on the roofs, making their way to the street corner, where Khonsu's avatar stood. The god and the girl stayed at their vantage point, looking at the scene below. Moon Knight was taking down another one of Ammits followers. They punched the man square in his jaw, using one of their crescent darts, leaving the weapon sticking out of his face.

The sight of the blood pouring from the man's new-found wound made Mae look away, turning her body towards Anubis for comfort. The god raised a hand, blocking the view below from her peripheral. After waiting a minute, and for the screaming to stop, the teen finally looked back down. The Moon Knight was nowhere in sight. She looked around the surrounding streets and allies, but she couldn't spot the avatar.

Mae felt a chill climb up her spine, and she spun around. "Jesus!" She exclaimed, backing up, forgetting she was standing on a rooftop. Her right foot slipped, causing her to fall back, but luckily Khonsu's avatar was quick. The person held a tight grip on the upper chest portion of Mae's suit. Their right arm was up, holding a crescent dart in their hand, ready to attack, as they held the teenager at an angle, dangling over the edge of the roof above the street below.

Khonsu! Anubis growled, Release her at once! I am in no mood to play games!

As if on command, the avatar brought Mae back to her feet, releasing her, before disappearing.

The girl's breathing was unsteady as she tried to figure out what happened. "I think- Ima just go do the ceremony now- yea." She convinced herself, slowly nodding her head.

Mae jumped to the street, stepping cautiously toward the two bodies.

She completed the ceremony for Ammits follower and then moved toward his victim. Going through the person's bag, she found an ID. Reading over it, Mae discovered her name was Lana and she was 19.

Mae froze before doing the ceremony, moving her head ever-so-slightly, listening to her surroundings. "Anubis?" Her voice was just above a whisper.

Yes, my child?

"Are they still here?"

Yes, the girl looked at the man with a jackal head, You need not worry, no harm will come to you, I will make sure of it. The monotone sound of his voice soothed her, and she continued with her task.

[thekaijudude]

Ultraman Decker Series Review

So overall, it's well within my expectations as said before the series even started, I alr talked plenty about how low my expectations were for Decker since Dyna alr wrapped up everything with no loose ends and unlike Tiga, there wasn't much to expand upon in terms of a series, and I then concluded by saying that I intended to see Decker as just something I have to sit through to get to New Gen Gaia in 2023 as that was something that I foresaw had far more potential

(Tho TsuPro might have the same idea as if yall rmb, we got alot of leaks and releases like a whole month or sometimes 2 months earlier than usual for this season, as if they're rushing to get this over and done with to race towards the New Gen 10th Anniversary)

And because I already predicted that there has to be a brand new story written, but based on how the quality of New Gen stories have been, I kept my expectations rather low, especially because back then, we alr knew that the Director for RB was gonna take this

And as predicted, the interesting episodes were mostly the crossover ones, and besides those, i didnt really look forward much to the new weekly episodes, tho with the Dyna one being rather disappointing as I've elaborated extensively back in ep 21

The premise was rather interesting with the time travelling premise but the main meat of that saga, being what the hell is Decker then being left out, which I presume on purpose because I suspect its gonna be another time loop paradox with Dinas and Decker as mentioned yesterday for ep 25 thatll be elaborated upon in the Movie since they've teased it this much

Fight scenes started to get sloppy and anticlimactic nearer to the end with Ginga S-esque knockbacks and fights that's literally last a single finisher from Dynamic Type, and gosh does anyone even remeber the existence of the capsule kaiju at the end? But I really loved how they handled the Trigger crossover, especially Carmerra cause it helps to setup for future cameos

Tho, I must say that it has one of the better penultimate episodes as I pointed out during the ep 24 commentaries

Overall, this was a reasonable attempt at a New Gen Dyna and most definitely an upgrade from RB with far less cringe, mirroring Taguchi's improvement from X to Orb, would probably rank this as a mid tier New Gen series, such that there was nothing really bad about it, but nothing really good about it either, kinda meh

But above all, I'm glad the Decker series is over and done with. Until I realize I have to still get through the Movie + the Regulus Prequel to get to things that I'm ACTUALLY looking forward to, being Blazar and UGF4

(Oh ya since I've been asked about this quite abit, how I judge whether a series is good for me is mainly just how much focus is placed on telling the story of the Ultra itself, not the worldbuilding, which is why I hold Orb is such high regard and which is also why I'm so head over heels for UGF. So in this sense, Decker isn't really my cup of tea for an Ultra series)

And speaking of Taguchi, he's gonna be directing Blazar, so I can't wait to see how much he'll improve from Z and apparently from leaks, he intends to wrap up an AU version of every New Gen Ultra every 2 episodes with the skills he has learnt from Z. And based on leaks, he has alr incorporated some aspects of it.

Otherwise, for the Decker Movie, I think I've said plenty enough about it. I still have really low expectations for what seems to be an Orb Movie 2.0

[kellyrisher]

I met someone, and she made me feel something.

I should probably explain why it feels so monumental. You see, I haven't felt butterflies in my stomach for, well, over a decade.

I met the birth mother of my child, and her presence swept me off my feet. I was in the closet back then, navigating the world as a "straight male" (hold on while I vom a little). We were gonna get married. We intentionally had a child. Then everything went to hell, you know? There were a whole lot of internal influences from both of us, the kind of oil and water stuff that looks pretty but never really mixes. There was a big external catalyst, sort of like a match that revealed not only that this oil and water was really gasoline and arsenic, but ignited it as well.

That's why I'm a single mom. It's worth saying, we are good friends now, and do shared parenting. It's very healthy, which is good.

Regardless, I was in a vulnerable place when it all fell apart, and I found myself targeted by a narcissist. I didn't feel butterflies in my stomach then... I just felt safe and wanted, which was everything my broken soul wanted. It turned on me, and left me bloody and assaulted, in every way. I had to escape one day, literally with the clothes on my back and my car keys. In the blink of an eye, I became homeless.

I turned to cocaine. I became more of a mess than ever before. I ended up in the hospital, scared clean as it were. I rawdogged PTSD for a couple of years before getting into therapy. I began to explore my gender and sexual identities, coming out quietly as a nonbinary pansexual person.

I yearned for a healthy partnership. All I had were one night stands or booze addled late night wastes of time. I now understand the futility of it all, but it was, oh, five years ago when a healthy and safe person pursued me, and I chose her.

I didn't feel butterflies in my stomach that time either. I just felt safe, and once again, that's all I wanted. Safety. Only this time I knew what red flags to look for, and I didn't find any with her. We were together for about two years, through the COVID lockdown and everything. But, the closer I came to coming out as a transgender lesbian, the more insular and withdrawn I became. I didn't tell her what I was discovering about myself. I didn't tell anyone, not even my therapist, not really.

Fast forward a bit, and I came out, April 7, 2021. A lifetime's worth of yearning and confusion, suddenly made clear, the dead parts put to rest. It was good.

The thing they don't tell you about transition is how you're going to relive everything, all over again, and very quickly.

Romance has... not been easy. I am 45 years old now, and this may come across as a bit harsh, but I don't think the elder millennial and gen-x lesbians really get me. I'm welcomed in their spaces, but, I hear the way they talk about men and, let me just say, it's exclusionary to me on a deep, intrinsic level. I get it. I know the world they grew up in, because I grew up in it too.

The twenty-something's get me. You know? Gen-Z and all that. To them, a trans person is just a woman. I'm a woman. I'm a lesbian. Body parts be damned, because they have less of that misogynistic baggage from the 80's and 90's bouncing around their heads. They were kids when Obama was elected.

I don't look my age. I pass for 26, maybe 27, or so I'm told. But I feel my age. I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my chest. I feel it when I look in the mirror and see the way age has made me, well, fatter. I look at them and I see the youthful slenderness that I had at that age. I know; body positivity and all that. Remember, I grew up in the 80s. It'll be a long time, if ever, before I break that horrible worldview.

Suffice it to say, I haven't had the best self image. I can look at my face and my hair, my skin, and I see beauty. I see femininity. Then I look at my middle part and I see... undesirable. Masculine. Gross.

I carry this with me. The twenty-something's are the ones who hit on me. Probably a combination of my youthful looks and their lack of internalized transphobia. And I tried it once. I dated someone in their late twenties. It wasn't going to work. We are just... far too dissimilar.

I gave up on feelings. I gave up on ever having a crush. I gave up on butterflies in my stomach.

And then I met this woman. She's trans like me. She passes, like me. She was the most beautiful woman in the room, and she thought I was the most beautiful woman in the room. And we've talked every day since. It hasn't even been a week.

And I'm feeling butterflies in my stomach.

And yet - she's young. Twenties. Or at least she looks that way. I don't want to ask. But she thought I was 26. Maybe by some stroke of luck she suffers from the same thing I do? Maybe she's older, closer in age like me. The conversation would certainly suggest such a thing.

And yet, I can feel myself beginning to do that toxic thing to myself, where I wall myself off, to protect myself. It's easier not to feel. Sure, you're miserable, lonely, touch starved and bitter... but at least you're in control of your pain. You don't let someone else hurt you. You don't let someone else's age, or relationship dynamics, or sexual identity hurt you.

We've flirted. I asked her to get coffee. She said yes. Now it's on me to set a date. And I will. I promise. There's no harm in that.

Maybe there's an age gap. That's common in queer relationships, after all. Smaller pond and all of that. But I can already feel myself leaning into self sabotage. I learned that I still have the capacity to feel butterflies. That's good, right? Maybe that's enough. Maybe I don't need to run the risk of disrupting my beautiful castle of self-imposed misery; because while it harms me, it's a harm I know, a harm I've acclimated to, a harm that may be slowly killing me, but it's better than the alternative.

Right?